Twilight woke with a needy moan. Her whole body shivered as her stiff nipples brushed over the cotton of her pajamas and her hand found its way between her legs. It was fast becoming a morning ritual.

For the past three nights her dreams had all been about Starlight. Every night the dreams had grown more visceral, more intense and more...unnfff. At first it had been more of being with the assertive naked Starlight from her dream in the library. It had shifted to scenes of her grinding against Starlight’s thigh, having Starlight straddle her face, or even eating each other out, laying head to toe. This time, dream-Starlight had told Twilight to masturbate for her. Twilight had complied, stripping and caressing her body while Star watched, fully clothed, commenting on Twilight’s performance.

It felt like it had gone on for hours, slowly teasing her nipples, slowly circling her pearl until her thighs were slick with nectar, and all while posed to make sure Starlight could see everything. She’d just kept building and building, but like all the other dreams, she could never quite cum. Then she would wake up, just as horny, and desperately push herself over the edge.

It had created quite a disturbance in her morning routine. She’d even started to play with herself in the shower afterwards. She wouldn't cum again, but would tease herself just enough that she felt a warm glow of arousal and walked around with slightly hooded eyes.

She’d been avoiding Starlight as much as possible, scared that the content of her dreams would be clear on her face. It was impossible to stay away completely. Starlight would show up for breakfast and Twilight would eat quickly while her mind constructed wicked fantasies like Starlight pinning her to the wall and teasing her until all she could do was moan and squirm, or Starlight reaching across the breakfast table, cupping her chin and telling her breakfast was down between Starlight’s legs today.

Star would also meet her every day in the library to inquire about friendship lessons and give Twilight another wing massage. Twilight had been too preoccupied to give the lessons more thought, and had tried to turn Starlight down on the massages, but they felt too heavenly to pass up. She ended up dozing off every time. She hadn’t had dreams during the massage since that first time, but had taken to fantasizing about Starlight’s hands spreading the massage around to her breasts, then teasingly stroking lower and lower along her tummy. She was mortified that her arousal was obvious during the massage, but Star had never given any sign of noticing.

After moaning into her pillow as she came, Twilight managed to drag herself to the shower. She got a steady stream of hot water running and started to lather herself up. The sensation reminder her of the dream and she started to toy with herself all over again. She imagined Starlight was watching her and telling her how sexy she looked with suds all over her body. Before she knew what was happening, Twilight had gone past the point of no return and stroked faster and faster, moaning Starlight’s name as she came once more. She slumped into the tub and caught her breath as the shower sprayed warms drops of water all over her wings and back.

This was getting out of hand. She’d had...infatuations before, though never so intense. There had been Flash, and some fleeting thoughts about Sunset, not to mention a few thoughts she’d buried away for fear Celestia would discover them. She'd always gotten such feelings under control. The thoughts would fade while she focused on the importance of her research or her duties as a princess. But now her fantasies were only getting more intense. She needed some answers and headed for the one place she knew she would get them, the library.

Once she confirmed no one else was in the library she locked the door behind her. She pulled a dozen books down from the shelves with her magic, grabbing anything that was cross referenced to do with obsessions, sex, or dreams. The first was a book on spells to influence dreams. She considered looking, but knew that couldn’t be the explanation. Who would give her dreams like this except Starlight, and she’d seen the error of her ways and would never try to manipulate anyone.

The next two books were on interpreting dreams. Twilight didn’t think there was much ambiguity to clear up on what her dreams meant. The next book title made her blush: Sexual Fetishes and Desires. She’d never read this book before, but something told her it might have the answer she was looking for.

She set the other books to the side and opened up the index, trying to find where to start. There was a huge list of paraphilias and related practices. Sadism...somnofilia...stigmatophilia...then she saw an entry that made her heart skip a beat: submission. There was a whole chapter on the subject with a huge list of sub-references. She opened to the start of the chapter and began to read.

Her breath quickened the more she read and the more things seemed to make sense. Some people preferred to be told what to do in the bedroom. It wasn’t necessarily reserved people like Fluttershy either. The most powerful and assertive people could also enjoy taking a submissive role in relationships. Submissives got the most pleasure by being open and vulnerable for their partner, and sometimes by feeling humiliated or even degraded depending on the person. After the introduction were numerous examples of ways that people expressed submission during sex play. One of the earliest examples matched her dream from the previous night.

She kept reading through the examples and fantasized about Starlight doing each one to her. Collaring her, forcing her to crawl on all fours, denying her orgasms, tying her with ropes and blindfolding her, making her massage and kiss Starlight’s feet, every new possibility made her more flushed and excited. One of her hands drifted up and cupped her breast through her blouse as she continued to read. Her panties were soaked through before long.

It all lined up. The identity of a submissive seemed to fit Twilight like a glove, but she had never had thoughts like this before. Why had they appeared now, and why directed towards Starlight Glimmer? Yet maybe it made perfect sense. Starlight’s modus operandi had been controlling other people, even down to their cutie marks. When she was confronting Starlight at her village and while travelling through time, she’d been focused on Star as an obstacle to overcome. Now that she wasn’t an enemy, maybe Twilight was able to see that side of her in a different context and allow dormant desires to flower.

But what would this mean for their teacher/pupil relationship? How could she teach Starlight about friendship if every night she was naked, collared, and wrapped between Starlight’s thighs? That thought made her press her own thighs together and double over with a horny groan. The idea of submitting to her student seemed to make all her fantasies even more delicious.

There was a knock at the door. Starlight’s voice floated in from the other side of the door. “Hello? Are you in there Twilight? The door is locked.” Twilight gasped and stood up in a rush, her chair tumbling over. Starlight must have heard the chair because she spoke again. “Twilight? Is everything okay? May I come in?”

She couldn't let Starlight in. She couldn't let Starlight see the state she was in or what she’d been reading. The thought mortified her and made her pussy simmer needfully. She gasped as she watched her magic reach out and unlock the door. She was going crazy! Starlight would find out! It would be a disaster. It would be so humiliating.

It would be so fucking hot.

The door opened and Starlight walked in, smiling as she saw Twilight. “Good morning! You’ve never locked the library door before. Up to some secret research?” Starlight giggled, but paused when Twilight glanced frantically at the book, still open on the last entry.

“Oh was I right?” Starlight grinned playfully and walked next to Twilight. “I could help you out. Your pupil is pretty good with magic after all.” Twilight slammed her hands on the book, but couldn’t hide every part of the page.

“No...it’s...not..”

“What's this...submission?” Starlight tried to get a closer look as Twilight slammed the book shut and took a step back.

“I...it was just…” Twilight stammered, desperately looking for something she could say.

Starlight looked down at the title of the book. “Oh wow. Twilight, I never thought you would be interested in these kinds of things.”

Twilight shuddered as a wave of humiliation and arousal swept over her. “No. No I just…”

She never got a chance to finish her sentence. Starlight walked up closer and gave her a deep kiss. Twilight melted into Star's lips. Her knees buckled, but Starlight’s arms wrapped around her waist, holding her steady.

Finally Twilight pulled back for air and stared into Star’s eyes with shock. Star smiled back happily. “I’ve been hoping to find a better way to thank you for all your kindness Twilight. You know, you’re very beautiful, and if you want to experiment with me, I would be happy to so.”

Tears welled up in Twilight’s eyes. All the fears of what Star would think were suddenly wiped away, and the sense of relief overwhelmed her. “I….I don’t know what to say.”

Starlight cupped her chin and gave her another soft kiss. “Say, yes Miss Starlight.”

“Ohhhhhh.” Her knees buckled again. Star eased her down to kneel on the floor. “Yessss Miss Starlight.” She whispered before wrapping her arms around Starlight’s legs. She sobbed happily and squeezed tighter as Star reached down and pet slowly through her hair. Here, at Star’s feet, Twilight felt fulfilled.

Author's Note

Things are looking grim or really great for Twilight, depending on your point of view.

Please send all your comments and speculation as to what may lay in store for the characters in the future. The perspective will vary between chapters, sometimes from Starlight's POV and sometimes from others. For those hoping to see that trigger invoked more often, it'll come.

Also, I'm curious what people's thoughts are on pacing. It's certainly possible to write out Twilight slowly being corrupted over the course of twenty thousand words and four months of updates but that can quickly get repetitive and drag down the story? I have a pretty strong opinion of the story pacing, but if there is a lot of response I might be inclined to add additional chapters that winnow down on certain events, perhaps as side-chapters that aren't plot necessary.