Twilight Sparkle, Goddess of Pleasure

by MassDriver

Rating: mature
Tags: Princess Luna, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Alternate Universe, Comedy, Starlight Glimmer, Sex, Princess Celestia, Twilight Sparkle, Anthro
Length: 16518

Starlight Glimmer's temporal meddling creates a future ruled by Twilight Sparkle, the avatar of sexual pleasure.

Changing the past isn't always a bad thing. For example, what if Twilight, no longer fated to meet her friends in Ponyville, began to study the magic of sexual pleasure? And what if she became so powerful that her rule spread throughout Equestria, uniting it in a new world order of free love and perpetual pleasure?

That might be okay, right? At very least, you'd want to make sure it was bad before you went back and changed it, right?

Contains: Futa on futa, hyper cocks, macro, vaginal intercourse.

Chapter 2: Transformation, Futa on futa, futa on male, more hyper and macro. Spike is 18+.

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Published 2016-09-29 02:10:01 UTC
Last updated 2018-03-19 00:22:17 UTC

Chapter 1: Sing Praises

"Starlight!" Twilight shouted. "Can you please just listen to me before I have to deal with another Equestrian apocalypse scenario?"

Starlight Glimmer fired off a pale blue bolt from her horn. It only ruffled the feathers of the young Rainbow Dash's wing, but the surprise was enough to send the inexperienced flier careening off course. "Give it up, Twilight!" she yelled. "It takes so little for me to throw your future into chaos. I can outlast you, princess!"

"You're throwing everyone's future into chaos!" Twilight shouted back. "Were you so wrapped up in building your ideal society that you didn't hear how my friends and I saved Equestria, like, seven or eight times?"

"I may have heard something about that. But Equestria can survive without your friendship!"

"It demonstrably can't!" Twilight bellowed. She felt the time-hole beginning to suck her in, pulling at her hair and feathers. She hooked her arm around Spike and spread her wings, kicking off the cloud and flying straight at Starlight.

Starlight put up a magical shield. Steel's Shield, Twilight's keen magical senses told her. Developed by Stainless Steel, EE 4451. Strong basis for defense against magical attacks. Provides no defense against physical attacks. Perfect. Starlight had every reason to expect a magical assault from Twilight Sparkle, accomplished mage, but Twilight had something else in mind. She charged right through the shield, grabbed Starlight's wrist with her free hand, and let the time hole suck them both in. Starlight Glimmer's protests were drowned out by the rush of time's flow as they were sucked in... and separated. Twilight lost her grip on Starlight and Spike, and they all fell, alone, into an uncertain future.

Twilight expected to fall roughly onto dry earth, like most of the other alternate futures. But she didn't feel herself falling at all. Instead, she felt-

"Oh! Oh, Celestia!" Twilight felt her pussy clench, sending a jolt through her entire body. Her slick walls tightened around something thick, and buzzing - an enormous vibrator that hadn't been there a moment ago. And there was... oh, Tartarus... there was something else. Her mind struggled to understand what she was feeling. Her hands groped at the source of the sensation, and her fingers curved around a... a long, thick tube... hard, fleshy... and twitching...

She had a cock. Twilight had a cock, and it was coming hard. She dropped her gaze to her crotch and saw the unfamiliar appendage, jumping with each spurt, shooting thick ropes of cum to splatter loudly on the solid floor below. She squirmed in her seat, running her hand along the taut skin of her erect member.

Twilight tried to focus her thoughts on the world around her, to get a sense of the future she found herself in. But her twin orgasms were overwhelming. She could feel her juices running from her pussy in a ceaseless flow as the vibrator buzzed inside her, and her balls - Celestia, she had balls too, and they were huge - her balls seemed to have an endless supply of cum. Every peak of her orgasm was followed by one of equal strength; if this was ever going to end, she needed to put a stop to it herself. This certainly didn't feel bad, but her rational mind was just strong enough to win out against the waves of pleasure.

Twilight reached a trembling hand under her ballsack and found the vibrator's base. As she slid it out, she felt her orgasms subside. The last of her cum drooled onto the floor as her cock went limp, and her pussy stopped flooding her chair. As Twilight panted, sweat running down her forehead, she looked around herself.

She was in something like a throne room, but certainly not the one in Canterlot castle. For one thing, it seemed a little cramped - if she were standing, the ceiling would have been just a couple feet above her head. The murals, stained-glass windows, and statuary were all befitting of a throne room, but they also seemed a little on the small side. Maybe a race of smaller creatures had taken over Equestria in this future? Breezies, perhaps? Hard to imagine how that could have happened...

Twilight caught a flutter of movement to her right. Something white, no bigger than her fist... Something... familiar.

"Twilight, my goddess," said the voice of Princess Celestia, "It's wonderful to hear you say my name while you cum."

Twilight stared down at the tiny white alicorn. "Princess Celestia?" she gasped in disbelief.

"Oh, I haven't been called 'Princess' in a while," said Celestia lazily. "Are you thinking of reinstating the nobility?" Celestia was lying on her side on a red chaise-lounge, with fat balls propped up on an ottoman and a long cock, thicker than her thigh, twitching as it shot jet after jet of milky white cum. Celestia shuddered and sighed with each twitch of her cock, but her face was peaceful, as if her constant orgasm was nothing new to her.

"Celestia," said Twilight, "Did you call me... 'goddess'?"

"Of course," said Celestia. "I'm grateful that you gave me permission to address you informally, but there's just something... hot... about acknowledging the power you have over me. Over all of us. My pleasure is a gift from you, my goddess. And my body, as ever, is your plaything."

Twilight felt her cock stiffen at Celestia's words. Her fantasies of a submissive, worshipful Celestia had always felt seditious, but now they were coming true. "Why are you so..." Twilight paused and looked around. The cramped throne room, the miniature statues and thin windows... she amended her question. "Why am I so big?"

Celestia hesitated before responding. "You have a stature befitting the Goddess of Pleasure," she said. "Apologies, your worship, but that is an unusual question for you to ask. Are you all right?"

"Yes, my goddess," came another voice, from the other side of Twilight's throne. "Your loving servants would be remiss if they did not express concern for your well-being." Twilight turned to look at the source of the voice. Princess Luna, looking very small, reclined on a chair much like Celestia's. Where her sister had a massive, engorged stallionhood, Luna bore a fat set of pussy lips, spilling a perpetual flow of juice off the side of her platform.

Twilight looked from one royal sister to the other. "Well," she stammered, "the thing is, I... I was merely, um..." She sighed. It seemed that she outranked the princesses in this world - or rather, she'd stripped them of their rank entirely - but lying to them still felt wrong. "Look, I'm just going to be honest with you. This world - this timeline - is the result of a unicorn named Starlight Glimmer interfering in the past. I come from a world where, long story short, I am not the 'Goddess of Pleasure.' When I came to this timeline, it seems that my consciousness... replaced the consciousness of the Twilight you know." Twilight shrugged. "Is that... a problem for you?"

The princesses took a moment to think about it. Luna spoke first. "I am the servant, and the grateful sexual plaything, of she who sits the Throne of Pleasure and wields its power. If that is you, Twilight Sparkle, then I am yours."

"Well said, sister," said Celestia. "You are the avatar of pleasure, the true monarch of our world, and my beloved goddess."

"Great!" said Twilight. The worship of the regal alicorns was making her distinctly squishy down there. Pussy juice pooled around her thighs, and her cock gently pumped with precum. It was only a lazy trickle, but at her size it must have been gallons at a time. She did her best to ignore it. "So... can the two of you bring me up to speed on how I became the Goddess of Pleasure? Anything relevant, starting with my entrance exam to Canterlot Magic Academy."

"Certainly," said Celestia. "After your, er... rejection from the Academy," Celestia's tone was apologetic, "You pursued your education at a less prestigious school. You befriended a talented mare named Moondancer, who was a student of Canterlot Academy. As the two of you reached sexual maturity, you both devoted your considerable talents to the study of sexual pleasure and the use of magic to increase it.

"Through skill, study, and vigorous application of sexual magic, the two of you tapped into a previously unknown source of power, greater in strength than anything previously known. You learned that one of you - and only one - could become the avatar of this power. Moondancer insisted that it be you."

"Huh," said Twilight. "Me and Moondancer, huh... Is she around?"

"She frequently is," said Luna, "But at the moment she has gone abroad, sharing the blessings of pleasure with Griffinstone. To continue our story, though... not long after ascending to godhood, you became the ruler of Equestria and liberated me from Nightmare Moon through the magic of pleasure, making my pussy a vessel of endless pleasure."

"Okay," said Twilight. "Back up. How did I become the ruler of Equestria, exactly?"

"You challenged me," said Celestia, again sounding a touch apologetic. "I resisted you for a brief time, but the gift of pleasure convinced me of your power and benevolence. You granted me a massive stallionhood, and since then I have lived a life of joyful service to you."

"Right." Twilight exhaled sharply. "And... please be honest with me here... I'm not evil, right? Like, I don't oppress people or use mind control or anything like that?"

"Certainly not," said Luna. "You simply demonstrate how the magic of sexual pleasure can enrich the lives of those under your rule, and your subjects bow before you, begging for your blessing."

Twilight narrowed her eyes. "Huh, okay," she said, "That sounds like maybe it still might be mind control. I'm going to have to... look into that."

The twin doors of the throne room burst open, and a guard pony pushed her way through. Her armor was almost modest, but the sight of Twilight seemed to trigger a waterfall of wetness from between her legs. And her chestplate - despite appearing to be solid metal - jiggled obscenely with the motion of her tits as she came to a stop. The magic of pleasure was a strange thing indeed.

"Your radiance!" shouted the guard, "We have apprehended an intruder. She calls herself Starlight Glimmer, and she is making demands to see you. What shall we do with her?"

"Oh!" said Twilight. "I would actually like to meet with her. Send her in."

"Certainly," said the guard. "Praises to you, my goddess. The sight of you is a blessing, I am unworthy to behold the holy massiveness of your stallionhood and the perfect curves of your bosom, I am..." her voice trailed off as she backed out of the throne room. Shortly after, Starlight Glimmer was shoved through the door, and she stumbled to keep her balance. Her wrists and ankles were bound by manacles that were covered in pink fuzz.

"Twilight!" yelled Glimmer. "Is that you? The you from... before?"

"Yes," said Twilight. "From the original timeline, yes."

Starlight sighed with relief. "I believe you now," she said. "Messing with the future is too dangerous. Please come back with me, and I'll do whatever it takes to put time back on track."

Twilight sighed. "Finally," she said. "It certainly took a lot to convince you." She rubbed her chin. "Buuuut..."

"But?"

"But this timeline... might be okay."

"What?" yelled Starlight, rattling her manacles.

"Well, I'm as skeptical as anyone," said Twilight, "when it comes to individual ponies gaining massive power and using it to take over Equestria. But even if this timeline's Twilight was a power-mad tyrant, she's not in charge anymore. I am. And I can take the power she has and use it... responsibly."

"You can't honestly-"

"And it seems like this whole society is based on pleasure, which might well mean there's a higher quality of life and overall satisfaction in the world. Before we make the decision to obliterate this timeline, we need to determine whether it's actually better than the one we left behind. In the other timelines I saw, it was pretty easy to make that call. But here... I think this timeline merits careful study."

"You're just saying that because you're the one in power!"

"Well, being an absolute ruler does put me in a position to iron out any problems in the world. Even if my rule has been bad for Equestria, it may be within my power to improve things. But I promise, if this timeline is truly unfixable, I'll return to the past with you and put things back to normal. Cross my heart, hope to fly, et cetera. Sound good?"

Starlight stared open-mouthed for a moment before she spat back a response. "No! If you won't help me fix things, I'll do it myself!" Her horn began to glow, and a sourceless wind whipped at her fur.

"Woah, woah," said Twilight. "None of that. We are not changing the timeline again until we determine whether this one is any good. There's too much at stake." Twilight's own horn glowed. Her magic was still a purple aura, but now the glow had contours - curves, really - that grazed against each other like an orgy of indistinct shapes. A thin bolt shot from Twilight's horn and curled around Starlight's, shutting down the spell she had in progress.

"Curse you!" shouted Starlight, as her horn sputtered pale blue sparks. "Curse you, Twi- Twilight..." Starlight began to pant, as if exhausted, and her knees suddenly buckled. "What... what did you..." Starlight dropped to her knees, and her shackled hands began to paw at her crotch. "It feels... ohhh..."

A massive cock burst from Starlight's crotch, jutting out between her manacled arms, and a pair of coconut-sized balls bounced out below them. Her hands grasped her newly grown shaft in surprise, and without missing a beat, she began to stroke herself, instantly becoming lost in the pleasure.

"Oh my goodness!" yelped Twilight. "I may have put... just a teensy bit too much stank on that one. It's the first spell I ever cast as the Goddess of Pleasure, sorry about that... I was only trying to restrict your magic, I swear."

"Yes," Celestia chimed in. "If you're not careful, my goddess, your magic may end up doing... rather more than you expect it to."

"Yikes," said Twilight. "I'm really sorry, Starlight... and by the way, I think me being sorry is evidence that I'm not a power-mad tyrant... Celestia, Luna, can one of you fix this? I don't really trust myself to, you know... not make the problem worse."

"We should be able to untangle the spell, your worship," said Luna, "if that is your wish." She began to rise from her seat.

"N-no!" shouted Starlight. "Please at least... just let me cum."

Twilight shrugged. "Okay," she said. "Knock yourself out. Princesses, you can go ahead and take off her shackles, at least." Luna's magical aura surrounded the fuzzy shackles, and they fell to the floor. Starlight moaned in gratitude and used her newfound freedom to massage every inch of her cock, dabbing precum from its flared head and using it to lubricate the two-foot-long shaft. She hugged her cock to her body, sliding it between her tits and wrapping her lips around the rim of the flared head. She moaned as she mouthed her cock, and the sight and sound made Twilight's own arousal impossible to ignore.

Twilight slipped one hand below her balls, down into her pussy, and wrapped the other one around her shaft. "Uh, no one minds if I... take care of myself, right?"

Celestia laughed. "You are the highest authority on pleasure, Twilight. You are free to pleasure yourself at any time. I offer myself, as always, and I'm sure my sister feels the same way."

"Me!" shouted Starlight. "Use me! My cock n-needs to be inside something!"

"Sure thing," said Twilight. She removed her hand from her pussy and picked up the tiny mare in her dripping fingers. "Hm," she said, her forehead wrinkling, "No offense, but your cock is a little... small. Let me fix you up." Twilight sent a gentle pulse of magic into Starlight's body, trusting her pleasure magic to enlarge her.

And it did. Starlight's twitching cock grew, shooting past three feet, four feet - once it was a bit longer than Starlight's body, she let its growth come to a stop. Her balls hung past her feet, two huge beanbags loaded with spunk. Her cock was just the right size for Twilight's pussy now, and Starlight shuddered with pleasure as Twilight positioned her Starlight's cockhead between her lips. "Thank you, thank you..." said Starlight, over and over, as her cock slowly became enveloped in Twilight's walls.

"Ooh, Starlight," Twilight whispered. "You're so big now..." She pushed Starlight all the way in, feeling her cockhead kiss the back wall of her pussy. As Starlight hilted inside her, Twilight felt the mare kissing and licking the underside of her ballsack. The sensation made her cock jump, and Twilight sped up the pace of her self-administered handjob. She must be drowning in my musk right now, Twilight thought to herself.

Twilight pulled Starlight back and thrust the smaller mare into her pussy again, using the hyper-sized cock to fuck her giant pussy. She gushed, spilling her pussy juice over her hand and drenching Starlight in the process. Starlight drank down all the fluid that came her way, lustfully swallowing the taste of Twilight's cunt.

Through mouthfuls of Twilight's sexual fluids and lungfuls of her thick musk, Starlight called out to Twilight. "I... I've never felt anything like this... Your pussy is..."

"Divine?" Twilight offered.

"Yes," moaned Starlight. "Yes, it is... let me cum inside you, please..."

"Sounds good... to me..." Twilight's pussy tightened around Starlight's cock, and she plunged the smaller mare deep into her pussy. They cried out together, and Twilight felt herself cum as Starlight's cock burst inside her, spreading hot, thick warmth through her inner walls. As Twilight's body convulsed with her vaginal orgasm, her cock joined in, shooting thick ropes of cum onto the far wall of the throne room, painting the double doors white.

Twilight let her hands flop to her sides, leaving Starlight engorged and immobile in her pussy. Her ballsack drooped over Starlight's body, concealing her completely. "Whoo," sighed Twilight. "Well, that's a point in this timeline's favor. Although... the way Starlight went from hating me to wanting to fuck me so quickly... it makes me worried that this pleasure magic really is morally equivalent to mind control." She frowned and let out a sigh. "Well, if she's not opposing me, at least I have plenty of time to evaluate this world. So... what first?"

Her head jerked up suddenly. "Spike!" she yelled, sitting up and turning to the sun princess. "Celestia, is there a green and purple dragon named Spike in this world?"

"Yes," said Celestia. "He is the king of the Crystal Kingdom, a vassal state of your divine empire. He rules alongside his queen, a unicorn mare named Rarity."

Twilight relaxed in her throne. "Okay," she said, "Spike's fine. I'll check on him later."

Author's Note

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Chapter 2: Spike and Rarity

"So how's it coming?" asked Starlight Glimmer, rubbing the sleep from her eyes as she searched the kitchen cabinets for cereal bowls.

"Not great," said Twilight Sparkle. The chalkboard she was working on was covered top-to-bottom with the fruits of her overnight labors, and it was huge, even compared to Twilight's enormous body. Nearly the entire north wall of her bedchamber was covered by it. "The math is impossible."

"Impossible?" said Starlight. She found a box of Oaty Oats in a cabinet next to the kitchen's stove, and she flicked one of the stovetop's knobs experimentally, smiling in mild surprise as the corresponding burner flared to life. "I thought you were supposed to be pretty smart."

"I'm... experienced in putting my intelligence to good use," said Twilight. "But I mean it's literally impossible. What I'm trying to do, ultimately, is come up with a formula that lets me plug in data about this timeline and the normal one... and spits out a number that tells me which one is better." She groaned. "It's obviously a stupid idea, but how else am I going to be confident in my decision?"

"Just feel it out, maybe?" Starlight was a little distracted now, trying out all the kitchen appliances and finding them, to her surprise, to be real and functional. Starlight's new home - for the moment - was a dollhouse that Twilight Sparkle, Goddess of Pleasure, kept on her nightstand. And since Twilight was a giantess, the "dollhouse" was the size of a real house - and a princely one at that. And apparently it was fully functional. The downside, of course, was that each room only had three walls, with the fourth side totally exposed to the enormous bedroom that the dollhouse sat inside.

The dollhouse's existence raised some questions about the personal tastes of the old Twilight - the one who had risen to power in this timeline before this Twilight's mind had replaced hers. But the house had been unoccupied, so Starlight had moved in. It was a good place for Twilight to keep an eye on her, and since it wasn't literally a cage, Twilight kept getting to tell herself that she was a good person, unlike dastardly villain Starlight Glimmer.

"I can't just 'feel it out'," sighed Twilight. "This is a world full of people who worship me and want to... bathe in my cum or whatever. If I decide based on how I 'feel,' of course I'm going to prefer this timeline."

Starlight rolled her eyes. "Twilight, is there an expression for when something good comes your way, but you over-examine it to an unseemly degree?"

"No, I don't think so."

"Well, there should be," said Starlight, "Because that's what you're doing."

Twilight just kept staring at the chalkboard, shifting her body back and forth to look at different notes. Starlight kept her eyes on Twilight's giant purple ass, and she felt her cock stiffening. She'd decided to keep the dick that Twilight's magic had given her, although she'd had Twilight shrink it back down to the sensible, manageable length of two feet when fully erect. Having a cock longer than her body had felt amazing, especially since she'd used it to fuck the pussy of a sex goddess, but having it at this length was just more practical when it came to things like basic mobility.

"Let's simplify the problem," said Starlight. "What would be a dealbreaker for you? Is there any one thing that would prove to you that this timeline is better or worse?"

Twilight paused and set down her chalk. "My friends," she said. "If they... weren't in this timeline. If something happened to them. I would have to change it back."

"So start there!" Starlight said, "Track them down. Make sure they're all okay! If nothing else, it'll give you an excuse to leave your bedroom and actually see the world you're trying to assess. Weren't you going to see your dragon friend?"

"I suppose the 'Crystal Kingdom' is as good a place to start as any. Sure, let's go see Spike."

"You want me to go with you?" asked Starlight. "That enchantment you put on me makes it so I can barely do any magic. I'm not going to get up to any trouble while you're gone."

Twilight walked over to the dollhouse and crouched next to it, bringing her head level with the third-floor kitchen that Starlight was standing in. Starlight's heartbeat raced as Twilight's enormous face dominated her field of vision; her feelings about Twilight Sparkle were... complicated at the moment. Her nemesis, the princess of friendship, had become so big... and powerful... and gorgeous. So she leaned forward, taking her eyes off Twilight's face and focusing her attention on her tits. If Starlight opened her mouth wide, she was sure she'd be able to get her lips around one of those big, dark purple nipples...

"You're an extremely talented and resourceful magic user, Starlight," said Twilight. "If anyone can wriggle out of that enchantment, it's you. So I'm going to keep an eye on you."

Starlight frowned. "Fine," she said, scooping a handful of Oaty Oats out of the box and shoving them into her mouth. "Leff's oh, winceff."

She stood, unresisting, as Twilight reached into the dollhouse and grabbed her by the torso, forcing Starlight's erect cock up between her tits as the giant fingers curled around her. The soft skin of Twilight's hands against her body made her whimper, as an unexpected wave of arousal hit her. Starlight's hatred of Twilight, her indignation at being defeated, was still burning in her chest - but now her nemesis was a literal goddess whose power had altered her body, rendered her helpless, and given her the best orgasm of her life. Being so powerless should have made Starlight want to scream or cry... but instead it was making her cunt overflow and drip down her thighs, and making her cock bubble over with precum, spilling over the edge of her cockhead and dribbling down Twilight's fingers.

Twilight laughed as Starlight Glimmer's arousal coated her hand. "That's gross, little lady."

Starlight swallowed her mouthful of cereal and chuckled. "You better get over your squeamishness, princess. I'm guessing the ponies of this world don't expect their 'Goddess of Pleasure' to get squicked out by a little cum."

Twilight harumphed. "Yeah, you're right."

At the top of the castle's highest tower, guards of every pony race stood at attention as their goddess flexed her wings. She hadn't given it much thought before this moment, but Twilight was glad that her ascendancy to "godhood" had apparently come with a set of wings. She'd just gotten used to the things, and she'd have had to adjust all over again if her body didn't have them in this timeline.

Plus, they were a convenient way to get around. Twilight bent at the knee, then she pushed off, flapping her enormous wings hard enough to stagger her guards and send their oversized naughty bits wobbling.

As she took to the sky, Twilight spared a quick look backwards at her castle, a massive structure that was colored the same purple as Twilight's own fur. She only now realized that it was built atop the mountain that overlooked Canterlot, overshadowing the former princesses' home in both size and altitude.

Her first impression was that the castle was surprisingly tasteful, given the overt sexuality that seemed to be the hallmark of the Goddess of Pleasure's rule. But a second glance, just before it passed out of sight, made her suspect that phallic and yonic imagery was liberally incorporated into the architecture. She'd have to take a closer look when she returned.

The north wind whipped past her body as she flew towards the Crystal Kingdom. It seemed to linger over the sensitive parts of her body, caressing her nipples, flowing through the crack of her ass, and eddying around her cock to skim her pussy. She felt her dick growing and stiffening, and wetness gathered in her cunt. She bit her lip, increasingly sure that she wouldn't be able to hold herself back for the entire flight to the northern territory.

But then, did she need to hold herself back? She was the Goddess of Pleasure, after all. The living deity of Equestria. She didn't quite know what that entailed, but it probably meant she was permitted - even expected - to cum anywhere and anytime.

Thick drops of pussy juice began to speckle the countryside. Then a drizzle, then a downpour, darkening the earth with musky moisture. Her flight was approaching a town, not much bugger than Ponyville, whose houses sat in the shadow of a mountain range. Tiny shapes moved through its streets, but a few seemed to stop moving... then more...

Twilight cast an optical enhancement spell and mentally adjusted its focus, zooming in on the town below. The ponies were indeed stopped in the streets, craning their necks upward, looking right at her. Arms outstretched, mouths open...

Oh shit. They wanted it. They wanted a rain of pussy juice, a thick glaze of their goddess' cum. The thought made her even hornier, and her cunt pulsed with building heat, even as the chilly wind whipped at it. Twilight gasped, tiny yelps escaping her throat as her body worked itself to climax. Her wings stiffened and her body seized as she came, and each powerful throb in her core sent a forceful squirt down into the town.

The fluid splattered against walls, flowed through streets, and landed on the outstretched tongues of the ponies of the town. Through her enhanced eyes, Twilight saw them begin to touch themselves, then each other. Ponies were kissing, groping, mares on stallions on stallions on mares, dicks growing hard between the legs of males and females alike. Through the crisscrossing streets, cocks plunged into holes and ballsacks slapped against bare skin. Pussies dripping with juice found ready, eager tongues.

And above it all, Twilight's own climax was pumping its way through her body, making her balls tighten, making cum climb through the length of her stallionhood. It built for what seemed like forever, her own body teasing her mercilessly. And then she came again, shooting a thick, heavy rope of divine jizz that splattered at the edge of the town. Reaching down an arm, Twilight grabbed her shaft and corrected her aim, pointing the head of her cock at the town square. The next load of cum hit dead center - thanks in part to her optical enhancement spell - and splashed beautifully, filling the streets, overturning fruit stands, dislodging roof tiles as it splattered and flowed. She adjusted the angle of her cock with each throb, glazing the town thoroughly with her thick, sticky love.

And the town loved her right back. She could feel it. The collective pleasure of the town's orgy hit her like the warmth of a roaring hearth. Like spiced hot cocoa, sweet and soothing from her tongue to her throat to her belly. So this was the magic of pleasure. Twilight wasn't prepared to say it was better than the magic of friendship, but it was easy to see how it could have united an empire under her rule.

Twilight felt a squirming in her crotch. She'd all but forgotten about Starlight Glimmer, who was cozily tucked inside a pair of tight, stretchy black shorts. Actually, the garment was more of a sling, designed to hug Twilight's ballsack while leaving her cock and pussy completely exposed. Celestia and Luna had explained that Moondancer habitually traveled inside the garment when Twilight was flying, and Starlight had raised no objections to being carried in the same way. Twilight still hadn't quite figured out how Starlight felt about her - it seemed like she should be holding a grudge, but she had been surprisingly agreeable ever since the incident in the throne room. In any case, the little troublemaker seemed to be enjoying herself, energetically wriggling against Twilight's massive nuts.

As Twilight left the town behind her, she felt sticky liquid warmth fill her shorts, and Starlight's body breathed a satisfied sigh and went limp. Twilight smiled, pleased that Starlight was having some fun down there.

At the edge of the Crystal Kingdom, Twilight landed with an earth-shaking thud and plucked Starlight's sodden, sticky body out of her shorts. The little pony was still limp, almost boneless, but Twilight felt her chest rise and fall with strong breaths as she gently set her down with thumb and forefinger.

"How are you feeling, Starlight?" asked Twilight. Starlight barely responded, only mumbling dreamily and stroking her own skin. "Yikes," said Twilight, "Was sustained, intimate contact with the naughty bits of a Goddess too much for your mortal mind?" Twilight took her soft mumble as a "yes."

With an amused sigh, Twilight cast a cleaning spell on Starlight's body. Starlight, no longer soaked in Twilight's divine sexual musk, fluttered her eyes sleepily and sat up. "We're here?"

"We're here," said Twilight. "I wasn't sure if there would be a place for me to land near the castle, so we're going to take a stroll through the town." She cast Force Cushion on herself, a more complex variation on the Force Armor spell. Force Cushion was usually cast during sparring exercises, to allow combatants to strike each other without doing harm. Less commonly, it was cast on dangerous beasts, to prevent them from causing damage during transport. It consumed a lot of energy when cast on large or fast-moving targets, but being a goddess meant Twilight had power to spare.

Once the spell was cast, Twilight picked up Starlight and took an experimental step onto the Crystal Kingdom's streets. The crystal pavement didn't crack under her weight, so she took another step, more confidently, heading towards the crystal castle that dominated the skyline. As she walked, ponies began to filter out of the buildings, their shining crystal bodies gleaming in the sunlight. She couldn't make out anything they were saying, but they didn't seem to want anything from her - they just came to see their goddess, brushing their tiny hands against her hooves and stroking themselves. One stallion lay himself on the ground in Twilight's path, and she hesitated. But the Force Cushion seemed to be working fine, so she brought her hoof down on his little body. The spell spared him from the full force of the giantess' weight, but his body compressed slightly - which was presumably what he wanted. Twilight giggled as the stallion's cum splattered against her hoof and puddled on the ground. She lifted her hoof, leaving a sticky and satisfied stallion on the pavement behind her, and continued on towards the castle.

The crystal ponies guarding the palace stood at attention as she approached, their cocks and pussies leaking through their armor as they beheld Twilight's magnificence. She eyed the palace's front gate, sizing it up, and set Starlight down as she prepared herself to cast another spell.

Celestia and Luna had explained some of the basics of Goddess Twilight's life, including spells she used commonly. As a goddess, she had the right to demand that ponies leave their homes to meet her, standing reverently at her hooves as she looked down from on high. But when entering a normal-sized structure was preferable - or unavoidable - she had a spell to compress her body to a smaller size.

The castle grew in front of her, rising into the sky, as her body scaled down. Instinctively, she tried to reach her normal height, but when she hit about ten feet, she found it difficult to shrink any further. It was like trying to close an overstuffed suitcase - or maybe "stuffing an erect cock into tight pants" would be a better comparison. Every part of her wanted to be bigger, and her naughty bits were no exception. The compression spell put pressure on then, and if she tried to squeeze them any smaller, she was worried she'd lose control. At any rate, ten feet was fine for most purposes. She'd duck under doorframes when she needed to.

Twilight hadn't sent word of her arrival, but she was hard to ignore, and a lookout must have informed "King Spike" and "Queen Rarity" that she was coming. The palace doors opened before her, and the two of them stood within.

Rarity was the first to approach Twilight. She was wearing a gown of so thin and diaphanous that it didn't conceal an inch of her nudity, merely colored it with translucent layers of blue and green. "My Goddess!" she exclaimed, "Your presence is a delightful surprise. Might my husband and I tempt you with our bodies? I believe I speak for both of us when I say that we are ready and eager to service you."

Twilight's marehood and stallionhood were united in their enthusiasm. Her pussy dripped arousal down her legs, and her cock rose and fattened, dripping precum onto the crystal pathway. Twilight had always admired Rarity's beauty, but she'd never seen her friend like this. With some effort, she declined. "Perhaps later," she said. "I and my..." she stumbled for a way to describe Starlight. "...Student would like to speak privately with Spike."

"Certainly!" said Rarity. "Spike, my dear, let us take the goddess and her student to the meeting room. I shall wait outside."

As Starlight took a seat, Twilight scanned the soundproofing enchantment around the edges of the meeting room. She didn't want to keep secrets from her friends, but it seemed like the safer choice for now.

She turned her eyes to Spike. He hadn't spoken on the walk to the meeting room, and he seemed nervous. Twilight had a guess as to why - he was in an unfamiliar timeline, unsure if the Twilight Sparkle he was looking at was an old friend or a potentially wrathful goddess.

"Spike," she said. "It's me! Your Twilight!" Spike sighed with relief. "You look good, by the way. Is your body a little more... mature?"

Back in the original timeline, Twilight had done some reading on the care and raising of baby dragons. The physical maturity of a dragon's body was more strongly influenced by behavior than by time, which created unique challenges for their caretakers. Totally indulging a dragon's greed resulted in dangerously fast maturation, but careful management of their behavior permitted them to grow at a normal pace. In the original timeline, Spike had been alive for nineteen years, and his physical maturity matched his age. In this timeline, his body seemed a couple years older.

"Yeah," said Spike. "It's a bit of an adjustment, but..." He looked Twilight's body up and down, from her hooves to her enormous, erect cock to her ten-foot-high head. "Looks like you have even more changes to get used to."

Twilight chuckled. "You know, one of the dragon-raising books suggested that I keep you in a childlike state permanently. You'd have a lot more to adjust to if I'd done that. Can you imagine?" Twilight and Spike shared a laugh at the thought of such an absurd scenario.

"Well, this is all of us," said Starlight, leaning back in her chair. "The time-displaced trio. Does this change your assessment of this timeline at all, princess?"

"What's she doing here?" asked Spike. "Isn't she bad news?" Starlight scoffed.

Twilight shrugged. "I'm keeping an eye on her. And we're trying to figure out if this timeline is any good, or if it's better to go back in time and change things back to normal. Any thoughts?"

"Hrm," muttered Spike, "Hard to say. I haven't seen much outside of the castle, but things seem pretty peaceful... and I'm married to Rarity, and I'm a king... and you're a goddess, whatever that means."

"I'm still figuring that out too," sighed Twilight. "But... if all our friends are okay, you'd be okay with staying in this world?"

"I guess so, yeah."

"Great!" said Twilight. "It sounds like we're in agreement, then. I'm going to track down the rest of the girls, and..." she gestured at the opulence of the crystal walls around them, "You can stay here, or come with me if you like."

"I think I'll stay for now," said Spike. "I have a marriage to figure out."

"What needs figuring out?"

Spike put his head in his hands. "I'm not the dragon she married," he said. "I mean, I'm literally a different person, and she doesn't know. I have to be honest with her, if we're staying in this timeline. I just don't know how."

"Mind if I help?" asked Twilight. "I want to rebuild my friendship with Rarity. We may as well talk to her together."

"Thanks," said Spike. "I think that would help."

"My goodness," said Rarity. She took a thoughtful sip of her tea, then placed it down on the small table next to her throne. "And the original Spike - er, the one from this 'timeline,' as you put it... is truly gone?"

"I'm afraid so," said Twilight. "I can't think of a way it would be possible to bring him back. Starlight, what do you think?"

Starlight hadn't been giving the conversation her full attention; she'd tuned out after the second time Twilight had referred to her as a "villain." She'd mostly just been ogling the array of gorgeous bodies around her. Rarity's body was a marvel of curves, her round tits and wide hips totally exposed by her transparent dress. Spike was a handsome specimen too, with lean muscle beneath gleaming dragon scales. And Twilight...

Twilight's cock had been hard and dripping since they'd seen Rarity, and the sight of her twitching shaft made Starlight's cunt ache. Goddess-sized Twilight had a cock bigger than Starlight's entire body, but at this size... well, it would probably still take some magic to fit Twilight's massive member into her pussy, but Starlight was sure that the Goddess of Pleasure could pull that off.

"Er, yes," said Starlight. "I mean, no, I don't think there's a way to recover a consciousness that's been displaced in this manner. I really hadn't considered the possibility when I altered Starswirl's spell."

"Rarity," pleaded Spike, "I know this is hard to accept, but I loved you in the old timeline and I love you now. I think we're meant to be together, and I want to prove it to you."

Rarity sighed. "If I can accept that my goddess is a different person now, I suppose I can accept the same of my husband."

Twilight chuckled. "I'd rather be your friend than your goddess, Rarity."

Rarity rubbed her chin. "Well, if we're friends, your wor- er, Twilight... could you favor Spike and me with a bit of magic? Something to help us... get to know each other?"

"I think I know just the spell," said Twilight, as a swirling, sensual glow gathered around her horn. In her overnight research of this new timeline, she'd discovered a document of new spells, seemingly developed in collaboration between Goddess Twilight and Moondancer. One such spell had been specifically designed for couples: it scanned the sexual fantasies of the spell's targets, discovered what fantasies they shared, and brought their desires to life. If Rarity and Spike wanted to become closer, this was their best bet.

The glow faded from Twilight's horn, and the spell swirled around the bodies of Spike and Rarity, who regarded the swirling lavender magic with interest. The magic made tighter and tighter circles around their bodies, until it vanished into their skin. Twilight watched Spike, waiting for something to change - a transformation, or a shift in behavior. But out of the corner of her eye, she saw Rarity begin to change instead.

Rarity moaned softly as her limbs lengthened and her skin began to shimmer. Her head rose higher and higher, overtaking Twilight's ten-foot stature. She raised her fingers to her face and watched them become long and slender, claw-like. She swished her tail experimentally as it grew longer, and she ran a forked tongue along her sharp, gleaming teeth.

"Oh, this is new," said Rarity. "Spike, darling, I think I make a lovely dragon. Do you agree?"

Spike's jaw was practically on the floor. "You're... amazing," he said, staring up at her. He'd been slightly taller than her when she was a pony, but now she was more than twice his height.

"I'm glad you like it," said Rarity. "I've always wondered what it would be like, and now... oh, oh!" Her mouth hung open as another unexpected change came over her. Her hips rolled forward, and from just above her dragon pussy, a cock erupted, thick and long and instantly hard.

"Ooh," said Twilight excitedly, stroking her own shaft. "So you like this sort of thing, huh, Spike?"

Spike looked down, avoiding Twilight's gaze. "Well... I never really thought about it before, but... in this timeline, there's a lot of mares with penises, and... well, I got a little curious."

"You don't have to explain yourself, Spikey-wikey," said Rarity. The talons of her feet clakced on the crystalline floor as she advanced toward Spike. "Just lift that darling tail of yours and show me your sweet little backdoor."

Spike lifted his tail, but cast a nervous glance at Twilight. "Is she going to fit?" he asked. "That thing's almost as thick as me..."

"It'll fit," said Twilight confidently. "That's the magic of pleasure. Now have a little courage and let your wife fuck your ass."

Spike laughed. "All right," he said. "Rarity? Give it to me, sweetie. I want it." He turned his ass towards Rarity, tail in the air.

"Certainly," said Rarity, pointing her cock down at Spike's backside, "What kind of wife would I be if I didn't fuck my adorable little husband's ass when he asked me to?" She prodded Spike's cheeks with the head of her cock, smearing a trail of precum along his scales. "What kind of wife would tease her beloved husband's butt with her thick, long cock?" Spike groaned, and Rarity pressed her cock against his puckered hole. "I could never be so cruel."

She thrust downward - the angle was awkward, but Twilight's magic made Spike's ass easy to penetrate. He opened right up, accepting the first twelve inches of Rarity's cock with no resistance. Twilight could see Spike's body stretching, widening. His belly grew with the shape of Rarity's cock, and he rubbed his claws over his chest, feeling his wife's shaft through his scales.

Rarity picked Spike up, his body still impaled on her cock, and set him down on his tall crystal throne. With his body slumped in the chair and his ass as the edge of the seat, he was at the perfect height for Rarity. She pulled their bodies closer together, sinking her cock deeper into his ass. "Oh, darling," she said, her breath catching in her throat, "Your ass is just heavenly. Twilight, dear, I can't thank you enough. This is wonderful."

Twilight nodded, stroking her shaft with one hand and trying to give her balls and pussy equal attenion with the other. Fuck, why couldn't the goddess ascension have given her an extra set of arms? That seemed like a useful thing for a deity to have...

She leaned her head down and slipped the tip of her cock into her mouth, lapping at her own dripping precum and massaging the flared head with her lips. With her cock taken care of, she slipped one hand into her pussy and kneaded her heavy nutsack with the other, keeping her eyes locked on Spike and Rarity. When Spike had been crushing on Rarity in the old timeline, Twilight had imagined what their relationship would be like... but she never imagined that she'd ever witness something like this.

Starlight stepped into Twilight's field of vision, looking a little annoyed. "You'd rather suck yourself off than do anything with me, huh?" Twilight raised her eyebrows, prompting Starlight to continue. Starlight lifted her ballsack, exposing the dripping pussy underneath. "I haven't gotten my pussy fucked since coming to Pleasure World," she said, "And that seems unfair, even if I am your prisoner."

Twilight wanted to dispute her use of the word "prisoner," but the sight of Starlight's sopping cunt filled her mind with other priorities. She popped her dick out of her mouth and leaned back against the wall of the throne room, pointing her cock straight up. Starlight just stared for a moment. Even slumped against the wall, Twilight's body was imposingly massive, and her three-foot cock was intimidating - but irresistible.

Starlight cautiously stepped onto Twilight's abdomen, and Twilight cupped her hands under Starlight's ass, lifting her up and positioning her on top of her dick. Starlight's pussy pulsed as their junk made contact, and she felt herself widening as Twilight lowered her down. Like Spike, her chest distended with the shape of her partner's cock as she was speared deeper and deeper. She felt Twilight's shaft filling her, rising up through her body. The feeling of being stretched wasn't painful, but it was somehow excruciating, almost too much sensation for her body to bear.

Spike was having a similar experience - Rarity was sliding in and out of him, moving her wide, scaly hips in smooth motions. The strength of her huge dragon body made it easy to enter Spike's ass, and she plunged her cock into him with building speed, making his body stretch and shrink with each enormous entry.

"Oh Spikey," Rarity said, "Isn't this marvelous? I feel so close to you, darling. I'm inside you, I'm so deep. It feels so good to fill you up like this, my tight little husband." Spike didn't respond - maybe couldn't respond, considering how hard and deep he was being fucked. His own cock was upright, spitting precum with each twich, barely holding itself back.

Starlight did her best to ride Twilight's cock, but there was so much dick inside her, making her weak in the knees, that she could barely move her body. Twilight, growing impatient with Starlight's sluggishness, put her hands on both sides of Starlight's torso, sinking her huge fingers into her soft skin, and plunged her downward. Starlight let out a broken yelp as a full foot of Twilight's shaft entered her body, distending her torso all the way up to her tits. Starlight's cock shook with the impact, and her precum flew, splattering onto Twilight's amazonian tits.

"Do you like it?" asked Twilight, grinning at Starlight's helpless, moaning face. "You like being fucked by your goddess?" Starlight made a pouting face and turned away, and Twilight lifted the smaller pony's body up and slammed it back down onto her shaft. "You act like you don't like me, Starlight, but you don't pass up an opportunity to get fucked by me. I wonder if you like being my helpless little plaything... My cute little cocksleeve." She brought Starlight's body up and down again, then again, fucking her faster and faster. "How'd you like to be my official cockwarmer? You need a place in this new timeline, Starlight. You need a purpose. Maybe you can - unf - devote yourself to servicing my big... divine... cock."

In spite of herself, Starlight felt herself being driven over the edge by Twilight's words and the feeling of the giant cock inside her. She didn't want anything other than this. She never wanted to spend a moment away from the marecock that was filling her body. Her pussy clenched, pulsing around Twilight's shaft, and she climaxed. Jolt after jolt rocked her body as her pussy throbbed, and the feeling shot through her cock, making her shoot her thick, pearly load onto Twilight's gigantic bosom.

Hearing Starlight yell out, Rarity looked over her shoulder, craning her slender dragon neck to watch Starlight cumming. "Oh, spikey-wikey," she said, plunging her cock into his ass again, "It looks like Twilight's student is climaxing. Will you do the same for me, Spike? Will you cum for me?" Spike just groaned, still unable to speak. "I want to see it," cooed Rarity, "I want to see your cute little cock shoot. Show me how much you like getting fucked, Spikey. Cum for me."

Spike's head rolled back, and he let out a helpless, rising groan as Rarity slid in and out of him, hilting her cock in his belly, bulging his scaly body with every thrust. His cock jumped, and his load shot like a rocket, hitting the underside of Rarity's chin, then her scaly tits, then coating his own body with each diminishing pump of his cock. His ass clenched around Rarity's cock, and she came inside him, making his body bulge even more. Unlike Rarity, Spike's body hadn't been changed visibly by Twilight's spell, but it was clear now that the spell had given his body the ability to stretch far beyond what would normally be possible. His body ballooned as Rarity pumped cum into him; the load of a twelve-foot-tall dragon was impressive, and the influence of the Goddess of Pleasure's magic only increased its volume. Spike's body fattened tremendously, his belly overflowing the sides of the throne he was slumped onto. Rarity placed a loving hand onto his belly, feeling her liquid affection fill her husband bigger and bigger.

Twilight had held herself back for a long time, but now there was just too much stimulus - the feeling of Starlight's spasming cunt embracing her cock, the sensation of Starlight's hot load hitting her tits, and the sight of Rarity filling Spike with more and more dragon jizz... Twilight couldn't hold back anymore. But it wasn't just an orgasm that Twilight felt coming - it was her whole body pushing back against the compression spell that she'd used to reduce her size.

She lifted Starlight off her twitching cock and set her down on the floor of the throne room. And then she relaxed the compression spell, letting her body burst into hugeness, her limbs growing and thickening with such speed that she feared she'd crack the ceiling of the throne room. Within seconds, she towered over everyone, even Rarity, and her massive body shuddered as her cock and her pussy found release. Her pussy flooded itself, spilling over a thick puddle of juices that quickly spread and soaked the throne room's long carpet.

Her cock shot a long, thick rope of cum, splattering the far wall and glazing Spike and Rarity with an inch-thick layer of jizz. Her next pump of cum shot just as far, coating more of the throne room, ruining tapestries and marking the seat of royal power with the musky love of the Goddess. Her body was still growing, and she regained control of herself just in time to keep her hooves from bursting through the far wall. Her head was nearly brushing the ceiling, and her body occupied most of the floor space of the throne room. Her cock was still shooting, coating the floor with a deepening pool of cum.

The other three - Starlight, Rarity, and Spike - awoke from orgasmic bliss and wiped a layer of cum from their faces. Starlight, pinned between Twilight's giant asscheek and the throne room's wall, wriggled free and looked up at Twilight. "Always have to upstage everyone, don't you, princess?" she said, giving Twilight a sour look.

"Why do you call her 'princess'?" asked Rarity, cocking her head.

Starlight sighed. "Long story," she said.

Rarity smiled. "Well, I'd love to hear it," she said. She picked up Spike, holding his bloated body to her scaly chest. "If the two of you don't need to leave right away, I'd love to hear all about this other 'timeline.' And... if it's all right, I wouldn't mind keeping this dragon body... and this cock... for the time being."

"Fine by me," said Spike, smiling placidly.

"Yes," gasped Twilight, her cock still bubbling over with the last of her climax. "I can... make the spell... last longer... and..." she took a few breaths, and smiled. "I'd love to stick around for a while and... get to know you better."

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Chapter 3: Clash in the Clouds

“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.”