Twilight Sparkle, Goddess of Pleasure

“Good news!”

Hearing the singsong voice from the hallway, Starlight Glimmer walked to the door of her guest room and pulled it open. On the other side of the door, as she’d expected, was Twilight Sparkle’s snout and most of her mouth. The lavender giantess must have been lying on her side, her body spanning the hallway, her face up against Starlight’s door.

Her guest room at the Crystal Kingdom’s castle was probably the nicest place Starlight had ever slept. The view of the mountains, the soft linens, the spacious bathroom - these were all luxuries she’d grown fond of. But the best part about her room was that Twilight Sparkle couldn’t fit through the door.

Over the week they’d stayed at the castle, Twilight had gotten accustomed to changing her size on the fly. But her absolute minimum size hadn’t changed, and even approaching the minimum was uncomfortable for her. She maybe could have squeezed her tits through the door at that size. Probably not her ass, though, especially since she’d be working her cock and balls through at the same time.

So Starlight Glimmer, prisoner of the Goddess of Pleasure, finally had a little privacy. If Twilight wanted to see her, she needed to knock. Or put her mouth up to the doorway and say “Good news!” in her tooth-rattlingly giant voice.

“What’s the good word, sex god?” said Starlight. Her voice had little enthusiasm, but she was secretly grateful for the intrusion; a habitual early riser, she’d been awake for hours, pacing her room, before Twilight came to her door. She’d jerked off a couple times, and up until a moment ago she’d felt satisfied… but now, annoyingly, her cock was growing stiff once again as she contemplated Twilight’s colossal body. She couldn’t even see the giantess’ sex parts, but the memory of their touch was vivid...

“I’m loosening the restrictions on your magic!” said Twilight. She moved her giant eye into the frame of the doorway, observing Starlight’s reaction. “I’ve been working on a new version of the binding spell all week! Basically, this version will let you access most schools of magic, up to a certain limit of power and complexity… obviously, anything related to time will still be restricted, and the binding spell will keep me informed as to your use of magic, but overall you should find it to be… uh…”

The massive eye shifted, looking away awkwardly before focusing back on Starlight. “You… don’t seem too happy about it?” said Twilight.

Starlight let her flat, unimpressed expression fall into a scowl. “I’m supposed to be happy that you’re giving me a longerleash?”

“Well…” Starlight couldn’t see most of Twilight’s face, but she could imagine the hurt expression she was wearing. This world’s Twilight had been a world-striding goddess, but her Twilight was still an anxious nerd at heart. “Well… well, yes!” she said. “I think I’m being more than fair, Starlight!”

“More than-” Starlight grumbled. “I’m a prisoner, Twilight!”

“Yeah!” said Twilight. “And before that, you were a criminal! That’s how it goes sometimes, Starlight! Your actions endangered Equestria! Sent it bouncing between grim, hopeless timelines! And as the only one capable of reining you in, I… did what I had to do. I’m trying to be nice about it, but I can’t take the risk that you’ll put Equestria in danger again.”

“What if you weren’t a goddess?” said Starlight.

“What do you mean?”

“If you didn’t have the power to bind my magic so easily. If we were back in the original timeline, for example. How would you deal with me?”

“I don’t know,” Twilight said. “I’d probably try to be your friend.”

“But you’re not the Princess of Friendship anymore, are you,” said Starlight.

Twilight released a sigh that shook the walls. “I’m going to cast the new binding spell now,” she said, and Starlight felt a swirl of magic around her horn. She did her best to “read” the spell as it was being cast on her, trying to recognize how Twilight had crafted it. And it wasn’t hard to do; the spell itself wasn’t tremendously complex, it was just staggeringly powerful. Starlight didn’t know whether to be flattered or insulted that Twilight felt it necessary to devote so much magical energy to keeping her in line.

Or maybe it had nothing to do with how dangerous she thought Starlight was. Twilight was a goddess now, with power to spare. Making a spell a hundred times stronger than it needed to be was probably just… easy.

Whatever the case, Starlight Glimmer was sure of one thing: she’d never get this spell off on her own. Even if she could figure out a counterspell, it would be like picking the lock on a ten-ton door.

Still, she had more of her magic now. As she listened to Twilight’s immense body shuffle back down the hallway, she lifted her hand and created a little green cube, a simple hologram just above her palm. She let it spin for a moment, then closed her hand, dispelling it. Then, with a shuddering, anticipatory breath, she cast a shimmering blue aura onto the head of her cock. Ahh, that felt good.

“Letter for you, Twilight!” called Spike breathlessly, sprinting down the hallway. Twilight shifted her body as much as she could - considering she was taking up most of the hallway, and - and tried to look behind her.

“You’re not my assistant anymore, Spike,” Twilight said, giving him a wry smile.

“Yeah, I know, I’m the Crystal King,” said Spike. “But I still don’t really know how to be that. Bringing in your mail, though? I’ve got years of experience, and I nail it every time.” He peered at Twilight’s body, trying to figure out how to get closer to her face. There didn’t seem to be any way over her - not with her wings in the way - so under seemed like his best bet. He brushed aside Twilight’s huge tail and ducked underneath her dangling ballsack, working his way forward.

“Woah!” yelped Twilight. “Spike, I can just shrink a little, you don’t have to crawl under me…” She compressed herself down to about twenty feet tall and sat back against the wall. “Wow, Spike, you’re really getting used to this world, huh? Just crawling under my giant nutsack like it’s nothing?”

Spik erose to his feet and leaned against the opposite wall. “I don’t know if I’m getting used to the world, Twilight. I think I’m just comfortable around you. Even if you’re big and you’ve got giant purple balls now, you’re still my Twilight Sparkle. The one I shared my whole life with.”

“I feel the same way about you,” said Twilight. She reached out with two fingers to pat Spike’s head - Spike ducked slightly, but accepted the pat. “If you weren’t here, it’d just be me and Starlight… and we’re not getting along too well.”

“Yeah, she doesn’t seem like she’s your biggest fan,” said Spike. “It took her a little while to open up to me, but I think I convinced her that I’m not spying on your behalf.”

Twilight’s eyes went wide. “You’ve been talking to her? That’s great! Tell me everything she said about me.”

Spike gave Twilight a withering look.

Twilight’s expression became a sheepish grin. “Uh, let me rephrase that,” said Twilight. “Based on your conversations with Starlight, do you have any… advice… on how to bridge the gap between us?”

“I don’t think she likes how much power you have over her,” said Spike. “She definitely doesn’t like the restrictions on her magic. I think she wants a chance to prove that she can be trusted.”

“I can… understand that,” said Twilight. “But trusting her is dangerous. She put the whole world at risk, and… even if I want her to like me, the lives she’s endangering are more important than that.”

“It’s not exactly a friendship solution, though, is it, Twilight?”

Spike wasn’t pulling any punches. “I’ll try to think of something, Spike. Thank you. So, about this letter…”

“Oh yeah!” said Spike. He’d all but forgotten he was holding the letter, but now he raised in in one hand and opened it with a swipe of his claw. “Get this: the handwriting on the envelope looks just like Rainbow Dash’s.” He slid the letter out and unfolded it. “Yeah,” he said, “this is Dash for sure! You want me to read it?”

“Yes, of course!” said Twilight. “Wait - the letter came here? How did she know where I was?”

Spike shrugged. “You were huge and stomping around the Crystal Kingdom. Word got around, maybe?”

“Oh yeah,” chuckled Twilight. “The letter?”

Spike looked down at the blue stationary and began to read. “Ty-”

He stopped, the words catching in his throat. Twilight’s giant face loomed expectantly, and he continued with a gulp. “Tyrant Sparkle, false goddess,” he said, “Cloudsdale rises, and the resistance calls you to battle for the soul of Equestria. If you do not fear us, meet us tonight beneath the full moon. Rainbow Dash.”

Spike and Twilight blinked mutely at each other. “It’s… it’s Rainbow Dash’s handwriting…” said Spike finally, as there seemed to be nothing else to say.

“Ohhhh, you,” muttered Twilight Sparkle ruefully, facing the wall with arms crossed. “You are loving this.”

Starlight Glimmer struggled to keep a smile off her face. “I’m not not loving it,” she said, spinning in her chair on the opposite side of the conference table.

“This is exactly what I was worried about,” said Twilight. “My other self, this world’s Twilight… I didn’t want to think she could be a tyrant, but… well, of course I considered it. My intelligence, my tendency towards fixation, my asocial bent… with a different set of influences, I could have...”

“It doesn’t make sense, though!” Spike protested. “Before you showed up, I thought of some, uh, unsuspicious questions to ask Rarity about how you came to power. And she didn’t describe anything extreme. That’s when she thought I was this world’s Spike. Why would she lie?”

“Maybe she’s not lying,” said Twilight, turning around to look at Starlight and Spike. She had herself at thirty feet tall, a comfortable size, and there was a seat at the table that was built for that scale - a place of honor for the goddess. But Twilight just plopped her ass down on the heavy crystal table. It shook, but didn’t shatter. Starlight, her eyeline now dominated by Twilight’s flawless purple rump, felt her stiffening cock bump against the table’s underside.

“In this world, I’m powerful in ways even I don’t fully understand yet,” said Twilight. “I could have altered ponies’ memories somehow, or… maybe I wired up everyone’s brains so that they get an addictive surge of pleasure every time they say something nice about me. Talking to this resistance might be the only way to get the truth.”

“Look,” said Starlight, “I think you’re forgetting the most important wrinkle here: this means you are not better than me, and you must presently and forthwith vacate the moral high ground.”

“Starlight,” Twilight sighed, “The very fact that you would frame it in those terms is-”

“I’m like ninety-five percent kidding,” said Starlight.

“Well, I see what you mean,” sighed Twilight. “If I could have become a tyrant, then maybe your life could have gone differently too. But maybe we could save that conversation for another time? Because this concerns everyone. I was trying to figure out if this timeline is… worth keeping… and this could tell us a lot about that.”

“Yeah,” said Starlight. “Whaddaya think ‘fahrenheit’ means?”

“Fahren-” Twilight raised an eyebrow. “The temperature scale? I’m not sure what you’re asking, Starlight.”

“Fahrenheit,” said Starlight. “It’s written on the back of the letter your friend sent. Same handwriting.”

“Oh,” said Twilight. “I don’t know. That’s another question to ask, I suppose.”

“So what’s your plan?” asked Starlight. “Walk into an obvious trap? Because if they’re trying to bring you into a direct confrontation, then they’ve definitely got some kind of god-slaying weapon up in Cloudsdale.”

“I’m going up there,” said Twilight. “I don’t care what they have planned. Rainbow Dash is my friend, no matter what world I’m in, and I’m going to talk to her.”

“Is this because of something I said?” said Starlight. “Sorry if I struck a nerve, but I don’t want you to do anything stupid. Being the Princess of Friendship doesn’t mean charging into unknown danger armed with nothing but good intentions.”

Twilight stood, squaring her shoulders as she stared out the window and up at the drifting clouds. “No, Starlight,” she said. “That’s exactly what it means.”

Starlight and Twilight stood on the castle’s highest tower, staring up at the full moon. A thick bed of clouds, recognizable as the city of Cloudsdale, had moved in as the moon rose. Now it was halfway obscuring the pale white satellite, seeming far darker than the cloud city Twilight remembered from her own world.

“So hypothetically,” said Starlight, “If you did get slain up there, would my anti-magic enchantment break, like, right away? Or…” she gestured vaguely, rolling her wrist to prompt a response.

Twilight’s immense purple bosom rose and fell as she took a long breath and released a deep sigh. “First friendship lesson, Starlight,” she said, “Don’t ask people how their deaths will benefit you. Since you asked, though… given how much power I put into it upfront, it’ll probably take at least a year and a half before the magic noticeably degrades.”

Starlight thought on this. “That’s a lot of time to be stuck in a world plunged into chaos by the death of its goddess,” she said. “Okay, I’ve decided. Bring me along, I’ll help you out.”

“Okay - second friendship lesson,” said Twilight. “Don’t vocalize the cost-benefit analysis that motivates you to help someone out.”

“I was worried it’d sound suspicious unless I explained why I was helping,” said Starlight. “Okay, let me just…” her horn glowed, sending a shimmer through her skin. “All right, I should be good to walk on clouds.” She put her arms out to her sides. “Go ahead and grab me, Princess.”

Twilight knelt to pick up Starlight in one hand. The little pony shuddered in her grip; her cock, pressed up against her belly by Twilight’s big, powerful fingers, instantly began to throb with arousal. “Fuck-” she gasped, squirming in Twilight’s grip, “How are you doing this to me…”

“I swear it’s not on purpose,” said Twilight. “Anyway, I won’t be carrying you beneath my balls this time. It’s just a short hop up to Cloudsdale…”

Twilight bent her knees and pushed off the castle with a booming flap of her wings. As she’d said, her size made the flight to Cloudsdale little more than a short hop - with a few flaps of her wings, Twilight flew to the clouds and alighted on the edge of Cloudsdale.

“Shiiiit,” said Starlight. “I’ve never actually been to Cloudsdale, but…”

“Yeah, this is… wrong,” said Twilight, setting Starlight down on the clouds. “This is all wrong.”

The familiar architecture of Cloudsdale was still there - but it was smashed, pockmarked with holes, and nearly every vertical surface was plastered with a defaced image of Twilight Sparkle. The vandalism that marred the posters was inconsistent - some blacked out her face, some extended her horn and gave it a threatening sharpness, and many obscured her breasts and her cock. But by piecing together the unobscured parts of the posters she could see, she formed an idea of the original image: herself, hands on her hips, staring down sternly at the viewer. Her cock, erect and pointed menacingly forward. And beneath her, the words “SUBMIT TO PLEASURE.”

“All right, there’s our confirmation!” said Starlight. “You’re an evil tyrant. Who could have predicted that the mare who restricted my magic and kept me in a dollhouse would be capable of cruelty?”

“That’s not… comparable... “ Twilight protested weakly, her face still blankly taking in the ruined, darkened city. “I didn’t... invent the concept of punishing people for committing crimes.”

“No,” said Starlight, “But in this world, you were the one who got to decide what was, and wasn’t, a ‘crime’. And when you put that much power in the wrong hands…” She shrugged. “Look, I get it,” she said. “You’re talented, you think you know what’s best for the people around you, you stumble into a source of power… you start thinking it’s your job to reshape the world.”

“All right,” muttered Twilight. “You’re right! I accept that I could have turned out differently.” She fell back onto her ass, and Starlight flinched, expecting the ground to shake - but the clouds beneath Twilight absorbed the impact completely.

“When I was in school,” sighed Twilight, “There were times I was cruel to ponies I thought weren’t as smart as me. There were times I scoffed at the ethical precepts of magic. And every time, Princess Celestia was there to set me straight. She was wise, and patient, and unfailingly kind, and… without her, who knows what I would be?”

In the silence that followed, Starlight heard a warbling tune on the wind. It sounded like a recording - a warped record, perhaps - but it was evidence of some kind of habitation further inside. She saw Twilight’s ear twitch in that direction, but otherwise the alicorn didn’t react.

Starlight gumbled softly and walked to where Twilight was sitting. Words of comfort weren’t her strong suit, but it looked like she was going to have to say something to get the princess moving again.

“Look, princess,” she said, patting Twilight on her immense cutie mark, “Right now, you’re trying to do the right thing for the right reasons. Whoever this other Twilight was, you’re the Twilight who learned from Celestia, and made friends, and… you know… liberated a town full of ponies who were enslaved to the whims of a power-mad mare. I don’t trust anyone with absolute power, Twilight, but I think your intentions are good and that you care about the people around you.”

“Thank you, Starlight-”

“And if you want someone around who can keep you from turning into a tyrant,” said Starlight, turning her face upwards and grinning at Twilight, “you could always unrestrict my magic. I’m your nemesis, after all, and my heart burns with unending malice-”

“Okay, I get it…”

“Unending malice for your dumb stupid princess face and your big stupid princess cock-”

“All right,” said Twilight, standing up and compressing herself to a height of fifteen feet. “Let’s find Rainbow Dash.”

At the city's edge, buildings were linked together by a high stone wall, creating a perimeter with one narrow road as the only point of entry. The wall was a new addition, something Cloudsdale had never had in the original timeline.

“So you built a wall around Cloudsdale?” said Starlight. “To keep pegasi… in? Or… out? Either way, it wouldn't work.”

“Yeah, good point,” said Twilight. The two proceeded together towards a forbidding iron gate that hung weakly off its hinges. Starlight stepped through and tapped her foot on the ground, surprised to find a metal grate under her feet.

“And a floor, too,” said Starlight. “Maybe you were trying to make the city hospitable for unicorns and earth ponies?”

“I don’t think the goal was to make this place ‘hospitable’ at all,” said Twilight. She increased her height to forty feet, lifted her flaccid cock so that it wouldn’t slap against the wall as she stepped over it, and then compressed back down to fifteen feet.

The gate opened into a courtyard - and here inside the walls, there was a clearer picture of just what life in Cloudsdale was like: searchlights had been mounted on rooftops, doors had been reinforced with thick metal plates. Every effort had been made to turn a vibrant, beautiful city into…

“A prison,” said Starlight.

“A prison where the only escape is a ten thousand foot drop,” said Twilight. “That’s why there’s a floor - so that they can keep earth ponies and unicorns here.”

“So where did you keep pegasus prisoners?” asked Starlight.

“You know,” said Twilight, “I’m still uncomfortable with the way you’re conflating me and this other Twilight.”

“Hm, fair enough,” said Starlight. “Anyway, I suppose a prison that can only hold two-thirds of dissenters is still a practical addition to your empire. But a whole prison city…” she whistled. “You’d need a lot of ponies you’d want locked up.”

“And after they were locked up,” said Twilight, “There had to have been some kind of riot. If this were a functioning prison, there would be guards… there wouldn’t be smashed-in searchlights and crumbling buildings…” She gave her wings a determined flap. “All right, let’s find Rainbow Dash. There’s only so much we can piece together just by looking around. She’ll know the whole story.”

“Okay,” said Starlight, scanning the courtyard. “Most of the reinforced doors are shut tight, but that one is-” She paused. “Or, I mean, obviously you could just fly wherever you want. But that door, under the sign that says ‘Processing’? It’s open, and there’s a light on inside, and it just really seems like the right place to go next.”

“For someone who was trying to tell me I was walking into a trap,” said Twilight, “You are awfully eager to trust lights and open doors.”

“Aw, I’ll be careful,” said Starlight, already jogging towards the “Processing” door. She stepped inside, and Twilight followed, squeezing her body down to ten feet in order to duck through the doorway.

The “Processing” building seemed to be a repurposed doctor’s clinic; the front door led into a looted waiting room, with more torn and defaced posters lining the walls. As Twilight crawled inside, Starlight popped up from behind a receptionist’s desk - spooking Twilight momentarily - and plopped a thick binder onto the desk’s surface.

“Looks like a list of prisoners,” she said, flipping it open to a random page. “Uh, there’s a lot of them. No one I know.” She turned through several pages, then slammed the binder closed. “Okay, bored of that!’ She vaulted over the desk and proceeded down the hallway, once again leaving the awkwardly-large Twilight in her wake.

“Don’t get too far ahead of me, Starlight,” called Twilight, as she crawled towards the hallway door. “Sooner or later we’re going toaaaAAAHHHH!”

“Howdy, Twilight!” squeaked Starlight, leaning into the hallway as she puppeteered the pony skull on her hand. “Starlight found me next to a turlet!”

Twilight fell back on her ass in shock. “Starlight what the HELL, why do you have a SKULL why was it in the BATHROOM why does it have that ACCENT?”

“Relax, it’s not real,” said Starlight, letting it drop off her hand and rebound off the floor. “ I guess the doctor’s office had one of those fake hanging skeletons.”

“Don’t scare me like that, Starlight,” said Twilight, putting a hand over her chest to feel her racing heartbeat.

“Twilight, we’re in a weird abandoned prison city,” said Starlight. “There are going to be tons of chances to freak you out and I am going to take advantage of every single one of them.” She looked down the hall. “Okay,” she said, pointing a finger, “I’m going to go into… that room, and I’m gonna come out with something that’ll scare your balls off. Get ready for a primo jumpscare, princess.”

Twilight rolled her eyes and watched Starlight walk into the room she’d indicated. She waited in silence as Starlight presumably built suspense for whatever she had planned - but then she heard a clatter, and a yelp, and then a muffled scream. Twilight hesitated only for a moment, weighing the possibility that Starlight was setting her up for a scare, but the risk of real danger was too great to ignore. She crawled down the hallway as fast as she could, and squeezed through the doorway -

And saw two pegasi dragging Starlight’s struggling body towards a ruined section of the far wall. When they saw Twilight, they dove for the hole in the wall, spreading their wings and abducting Starlight into the sky. Starlight’s horn sparked repeatedly, attempting spell after spell - but every form of offensive magic was locked down by Twilight’s restrictive enchantment.

“Starlight!” yelled Twilight, still struggling to wedge her ass through the doorway. She needed to follow Starlight’s captors, but her body was too damn big - even if she got through the door, she was too wide to use the hole the pegasi had escaped through. There had to be a better way to get out of this building…

The repurposed clinic rumbled, as if an earthquake had somehow managed to affect a city built on clouds. The roof bubbled upward, like cheese in an oven - and then two immense purple wings burst through it, throwing off bricks and plaster as they extended to their full span. Twilight, two hundred feet tall, straightened her back and scanned the sky. Growing so much, so quickly, proved to be somewhat distracting - she was intensely aware of the increasing heft of her tits, and her cock began to swell and rise as power flooded her mind - but she set her focus on finding Starlight. They couldn’t have taken her far…

“Look who decided to show up!” called a familiar voice. “You just have to destroy anything you can’t control, don’t you, false goddess?”

Twilight spun around to see Rainbow Dash hovering above a nearby rooftop. Twilight felt a flare of excitement in her heart as she saw her friend - but when she saw the state she was in, her heart sank. Dash’s left wing was a prosthesis: false feathers attached to a flexing mechanism of lightweight plastic. Her left leg, below the knee, was likewise prosthetic, and she was wearing what looked like a Wonderbolts uniform - but faded and torn.

She seemed to have no trouble staying aloft, which didn’t surprise Twilight; Equestrian prosthetics were high-quality, more than good enough to restore a wounded pegasus’ power of flight… but Twilight felt sure that this world’s Twilight was responsible for what had happened to Rainbow Dash. Shame burned in her gut; more than ever, she knew the truth of what Starlight had been saying. Whatever this world’s Twilight had done, she was capable of as well. It was her job to atone, and to make things right.

“Rainbow Dash,” she said, “Please, just listen to me. You’ve had so much taken from you, and you’re right to be angry, but please, I just need to speak with you.”

“Oh!” laughed Rainbow Dash, still holding her position. “Is it time to trade words? Is that what the goddess decrees? I see that deceit is one pleasure you never tire of.”

“Rainbow Dash,” said Twilight, “I am going to be as clear as possible, and I am begging you to believe me. I am not the Twilight Sparkle who did this to you. I have come from another timeline, one where we are friends, and I will do anything to atone for the suffering I’ve caused.”

“Twilight Sparkle,” said Dash, “I wish I could say that that was one of your more creative lies. But honestly? It isn’t.” She turned her head to the side. “NOW!”

Lashes of magical energy whipped out of dark windows in every direction. They wrapped around her wrists, her ankles, her neck… and the head of her cock. The energy became thick and solid and heavy, weighing her down like shackles. She fell to her hands and knees, and even the clouds shook when the weight of her body came crashing down onto them.

“How’s that feel?” taunted Rainbow Dash, flitting up to Twilight’s face. “Surprised that we can bind a goddess? Shocked to feel as helpless as you’ve made ponies like me feel?”

“Dash, please,” groaned Twilight, “I need you to listen to me… we were friends…”

“Friends!” Dash scoffed. “You don’t have friends! You have sex toys. And now it’s your turn to be the toy.” She dropped a few dozen feet and landed on the deep purple nipple of Twilight’s right breast. “Tell me how this feels, goddess.”

She wrapped her body around Twilight’s nipple, clinging to it, and began to lick the sensitive surface. Twilight gasped, biting her lip to keep from letting out a moan of pleasure. She struggled to keep her mind on task - this body reacted to much more to touch than her original one, and while she’d gotten better at dealing with it, it was still a challenge when someone was deliberately stimulating her.

“Ooh, looks like I’m the goddess of pleasure now,” said Rainbow Dash. “I’ve got you tied down, completely at my mercy… I’m going to let myself enjoy this.”

Rainbow Dash dropped again, this time alighting on Twilight Sparkle’s cock. The huge purple beast was still stiffening, just soft enough that Dash’s feet sank into the spongy flesh as she settled on it. It was angled downward, the head weighed down by the magical shackle that surrounded it, and Dash walked slowly down its length, grinding her bare heels into its surface with each step. Her prosthetic leg came down noticeably harder than her intact one - and the reminder of Dash’s injury sent a stab of guilt through Twilight’s chest.

“So this is the magnificent divine cock of the goddess,” said Rainbow Dash. “It is pretty impressive, I’ll give you that. Long and beautiful… nice color…” She took in a long breath - in through the nose, out through the mouth. “And that scent! I hate your guts, Twilight, and even I’m getting horny as hell.” She rubbed herself through the front of her suit, moaning as her arousal grew.

Twilight, beginning to recover her composure, pulled at her shackles. They were heavy, even for her, but not so heavy that lifting her limbs was impossible. Shrinking seemed like an option as well; the shackles might not be designed to shrink along with her. And simply dispelling the shackles would be worth a try; just because Dash seemed to think they were good enough to hold a goddess, that didn’t mean they really were.

But trying to break free could seem like an act of aggression - and if there was still a chance to talk with Rainbow Dash, Twilight wanted to take it. “Dash,” she groaned, “Just listen to me…”

“I don’t think you understand what position you’re in,” said Dash. “You turned this place into a prison… and I am its warden now. You’ll speak when spoken to, inmate.” She flopped onto Twilight’s cock, embracing it with outstretched arms. “And I don’t want to hear you talk. I want to hear you moan.”

“Ooh, that’s right,” moaned Rainbow Dash, humping Twilight’s forty-foot cock. “Get hard for me, inmate. Give me a nice big hard cock to play with…” Once Twilight was as hard as she was going to get, Dash stood back up, testing her footing on the rigid flesh of Twilight’s erection.

“I just can’t resist,” said Dash, strutting down Twilight’s cock like it was a runway. “This cock is the power and pride of the Goddess of Pleasure… and I want to see it cum.” She reached the head of Twilight’s dick, and hopped down onto the clouds below. “It sucks to see my hometown turned into a prison… so I’m going to make you flood Cloudsdale with cum until everything is washed away.”

The head of Twilight’s cock, weighed down by the magical shackle, was resting on the ground - and Dash stood before it, arms crossed, watching precum flow from the giant slit. “Fuckin’ nice,” she said. “I love a good dick, Twilight Sparkle… and honestly? I could see myself worshipping a big, musky, leaky cock like yours. Too bad you had to go and be a tyrant.”

“ALL RIGHT, EVERYONE!” Dash shouted, “You’ve all been great, so I’m giving you a little R&R! The body of the false goddess is ours, so let’s have a little fun with it! Everybody pick your favorite body part and fuckin’ go nuts.”

Ponies poured out of every building - unicorns, earth ponies, pegasi, all gathering beneath Twilight’s body. There were little hands on her ass, on her ballsack, on the underside of her cock - and soon it wasn’t just hands. Ponies were stroking their tiny bodies against the most sensitive parts of her, drunk on victory and driven wild by her scent. And Rainbow Dash was having her fun with the most sensitive spot: the drooling slit of Twilight’s dick. She buried her face in the flow of precum, licking at the rim of Twilight’s slit as the giant cock drenched her in sticky fluid.

“Maybe you are a goddess,” moaned Rainbow Dash, gulping down mouthfuls of precum. “The more I taste you… the more I smell you… the more I want to spend my life stroking your cock… bathing in your cum... “

“Okay,” gasped Twilight, her forty-foot cock pumping gallons and gallons of pre with each throb. “Sounds… good…”

“I didn’t tell you you could talk, inmate!” shouted Rainbow Dash, slapping the head of Twilight’s cock. “You belong to me, Twilight Sparkle. Your giant cock is my personal cum dispenser now. You’re going to give me all the delicious jizz I want, whenever I want it…”

“Dash,” groaned Twilight, “I think my body might be affecting you… I don’t totally understand it, but…”

“Who cares?” said Rainbow Dash, smearing Twilight’s precum on her tits and rubbing herself through the crotch of her suit. “As long as you’re my prisoner, you’re gonna give me all the cum I need… so if I get addicted to it, it’s no big deal…”

Rainbow Dash wasn’t the only one getting addicted to Twilight. The ponies under her command were worshipping her body, deliriously grinding themselves against her soft, fragrant flesh. Dozens of ponies were stroking and licking her nutsack, and an equal number had crawled behind her scrotum to immerse themselves in her huge dripping pussy. Dozens more were surrounding the head of her cock, and just as many were surrounding her colossal ass. A few brave souls had even squeezed their way into her asscrack to worship her giant purple pucker. It was overwhelming - so many bodies touching her at once, pleasuring themselves on her skin, lost in their arousal. Twilight was close; her forty-foot cock was twitching forcefully, firing ten-gallon splatters of pre into Rainbow Dash’s open mouth.

“Dash, I’m gonna cum,” groaned Twilight.

“Yes!” shouted Rainbow Dash. “Hit me with that cumshot, Twilight! I want a fuckin’ flood of hot white goddess spunk, I wanna swim in it… drown in it… wanna see you cum till you turn the oceans white… cum for me, fucking blow me away…”

Twilight’s slit opened wide, and a geyser of thick white cum hit Rainbow Dash like a punch to the gut. The first shot of cum knocked her to the ground, coating her in a thick layer of spunk. The next shot carried her backwards on a wave of cum, washing her down the streets of Cloudsdale as the flow of divine jizz poured ceaselessly forth.

Climax flowed in waves through Twilight’s body; her pussy clenched and released in rhythm, soaking the clouds below with musky fluid. And her cock pumped with the same rhythm, flooding the courtyard until the ponies gathered around her body were waist-deep in cum.

“Hahhh… hahhh…” Twilight’s chest heaved as her cock oozed the last of its immense load, and her mind gradually cleared as the fog of orgasm receded. “Starlight!” she gasped. “Where’s Starlight, what did you do with her?”

“Is that her name?” asked Rainbow Dash, her wings throwing off splatters of cum as she flapped into view, settling on a nearby rooftop. “I didn’t even know you were bringing a friend, Twilight! Just one problem… I’ve decided I want you all to myself.” She turned her head, put two fingers in her mouth, and whistled - and two pegasi flew up from behind an adjacent building, carrying a still-struggling Starlight Glimmer.

“That thing you just did for me, Twliight?” said Rainbow Dash. “That beautiful eruption of rich white cum? I want that every day. And if you really care about this chick… then you’re going to serve me, perform for me, cum for me, whenever I want it! Trust me, ‘goddess,’ I would do anything for more of your cum… and that includes hurting your little friend.”
Twilight lifted her head, gazing mournfully up at Starlight. She cast a simple spell - one that permitted silent communication between two ponies - and spoke into Starlight’s ear.

“Starlight,” she said, “I’m sorry for putting you in danger. The harm this other Twilight caused is my responsibility, no one else’s - and I’m going to fix it, no matter what it costs me. In a second, I’m going to remove the restrictions on your magic. Please, just break free and get to safety.”

Starlight watched magic begin to flare on the surface of Twilight’s horn. Her heart was conflicted, but she felt something pulling it in a familiar direction - a pull she hadn’t felt since she was a filly. She sighed, then opened her mouth and shouted:

“FAHRENHEIT!”

The pegasi holding her aloft looked at each other, then set Starlight down on the nearest rooftop, mumbling apologies. Rainbow Dash’s manic grin instantly softened into a look of concern, and she flitted over to Starlight’s side. “It’s Starlight, right?” she said. “Were my guys too rough on you? The scene gettin’ too intense? Sorry, I didn’t even know Twilight was bringing a guest, I was kinda just winging it, trying to incorporate you into the scenario…”

Twilight blinked in confusion - and suddenly realized that the magical shackles on her body had abruptly disappeared. She looked to Starlight, who simply returned her gaze with a smile and a wink. Twilight’s face went through a succession of baffled expressions, and a cry finally erupted from her throat. “What... the HELL... is going on?!”

“So none of this was real?” demanded Twilight Sparkle, her ten-foot-tall body occupying most of the rounded booth seat in the corner of the all-night diner.

Starlight swigged her beer and shrugged. “Well, the emotional arc you and I went through was-”

“And you!” said Twilight,jabbing a finger at Starlight. “When did you figure it out?”

“It came to me gradually,” said Starlight. “Just a lot of things that didn’t add up. I didn’t deliberately withhold it from you, if that’s what you’re asking. The moment I yelled the safe word, that was basically when I’d figured it out.”

“I feel really bad about this, your worship,” said Rainbow Dash. She was once again whole - both wings and both legs perfectly intact.

“Twilight,” said Twilight, burying her face in her palms. “Please call me Twilight.”

“Right, Twilight,” said Rainbow Dash. “But this whole scenario was designed with, you know, Goddess Twilight in mind. And you’re… not her, I guess? Someone’s gonna need to explain the timeline thing to me, I still don’t think I get it.”

“I’ll explain,” said Twilight. “But can you please go first? I’ve had a really stressful night, and I need to get this straight. So you set up this… scenario… for Goddess Twilight? Based around the premise that she’s an evil tyrant?”

“Uh-huh.”

“But she’s not?”

“No!” said Rainbow Dash. “No way! I mean, there was sort of a power struggle with the princesses, but Twilight never forced anybody to do anything, or rounded up dissenters, or anything crazy like that. I don’t know what it was like for everybody, but here in Cloudsdale you showed up and showed off the magic of pleasure… you starting helping people, and... I don’t know. It caught on.”

“But the other Twilight… likes pretending to be a tyrant?”

“Not all the time,” said Dash. “But she thought it’d be fun to roleplay a scene where she’s the bad guy and she gets put into bondage by some righteous rebels.”

“And you built a fake prison just for a roleplay session?”

“Well, it’s a big project, but you’re paying the bills,” said Rainbow Dash. “So I wasn’t complaining. Also, a lot of stuff you saw wasn’t even real. We do these things during the full moon so Luna can work some illusions.”

Twilight sighed, sliding down in her seat. “Okay,” she said, “I understand… enough. For now.”

Dash relaxed, letting a smile develop on her face. “I’m kinda bummed that you didn’t get to run through the whole scenario, though. We had some awesome stuff planned. The ending? Total mindfuck! No one thought we could top those two scenarios the seaponies did, but we woulda blown them out of the water! No pun intended.”

“Well, with the benefit of hindsight,” said Twilight, “Getting shackled and pleasured by tiny ponies was kinda hot.”

“Glad you liked it!” said Rainbow Dash. “Yo, you didn’t see Moondancer in the crowd, did you? I thought she was gonna show up, but I never saw her.”

“Moondancer?” said Twilight. “No… I heard she was close with Goddess Twilight, but I haven’t seen her since I came to this timeline.”

“Eh, I’m sure she’s around,” said Rainbow Dash. “Hey, I’m gonna hit the head, but when I get back, lemme try and wrap my head around this timeline stuff.” She scooted out of the booth, leaving Twilight and Starlight alone at the table.

“Don’t think I didn’t notice,” said Twilight, giving Starlight a serious look.

“Hmmph?” mumbled Starlight, around a mouthful of onion rings.

“A couple more seconds, and I would have taken the restrictions off your magic,” said Twilight. “You could have waited. Escaped. Wouldn’t have even have to put me in danger, since you knew it was all fake.”

“I thought about it,” said Starlight. “Just felt weird about doing it.” She shrugged. “What about it?”

“...I trust you,” said Twilight. “I’m choosing to trust you. I still want to be the Princess of Friendship, and that means that I can’t approach every problem the way a ‘goddess’ would.” Her horn flared, and Starlight’s magical senses suddenly felt… unburdened.

“I…” Starlight’s mind instantly came up with half a dozen jokes about using her newfound freedom for evil, but when she opened her mouth, what came out was: “Thanks.”