Redux: Lineage

"No, I don't quite think you understand the magnitude of exactly what this means!" Twilight snapped, eyes wide and teeth bared in an expression of fury beyond anything I'd ever seen her possess before in my life.

The two younger mages she was speaking to recoiled in horror as the small, purple chancellor really laid into them.

"Having Sanguine here is one of the most dangerous things that could ever possibly happen!" she snarled. "Scientific discovery or not, the mere thought of opening an exhibit to display the 'find of the century' at a point where Vampires are murdering each other over their desire to get a hold of this corpse is beyond delusional!"

The two of them looked at one another, begging the other to say something to make Twilight calm down, but neither were willing to step forward.

"Out of my sight, both of you!" she barked, the two scurrying away like rats before a wolfhound.

With that, Twilight turned around on me, eyes narrowed and still angry, but not so much directed at me.

"I can't believe the idiots these people let into their mage guilds," she growled. "Damn fools."

She turned to face the table that the corpse of Sanguine lay upon, having been removed from the coffin and placed on an observation table.

"What were they suggesting?"

"That we put Sweet Sister Sanguine here in a display case and parade her around the town for all to see," Twilight said, taking a deep breath and trying to calm herself. "Might as well set of fireworks that say 'Selana please attack us' while we're at it. Fucking idiots..."

"Sister Sanguine?" I asked, looking down at the corpse.

"You didn't notice?" she asked, raising an eyebrow. "Not like you to misidentify a corpse, Richter. Look at the shape of the hips, lower down and much wider. Jaw's a different shape too, much rounder than the usual male's. Height's not easy to say woman from, but the leg-to-torso ratio screams 'woman' to me. Not to mention the jewellery she was found with is definitely a female queen's from a long time ago."

"That might explain why nobody's been able to trace Sanguine through history," I shrugged. "Historians have spent such a long time scouring text books for a male Vampire. Probably even came across a description or two of the real Sanguine and ignored it entirely."

"Wouldn't be surprised," Twilight nodded. "Whenever we get to talking of world-ending gods and monsters, apocalyptic creatures, and hell-spawn rulers determined to snuff out the last embers of a dying race... they're always male. Weird, isn't it?"

"Quite," I agreed, looking at the skeleton once more. "So what've we got here? The silver and the jewellery?"

"All things Vampires are either weak to or simple enchantments to keep them sealed away," Twilight explained. "Sadly, it looks like the silver bath is the only thing still keeping the girl quiet. The shackles, choker, and circlet were enchanted items designed to suppress the power of the Vampire."

"Were?" I asked.

"Yup. They wore of a very long time ago if my magical estimates are still accurate," she explained. "This naughty little rabbit is wearing jewellery that seems to predate even the earliest Alicorn weaponry. She's gotta be over fifteen thousand years old, at least."

"That's insane," I said in genuine amazement.

"And do you wanna know the scariest part?" Twilight asked with a smirk.

"What?"

"She's still alive," she said.

I blinked in shock, looking back and forth between the skeleton and my aunt for a brief moment before opening my mouth and voicing my disbelief.

"Fuck off," I stated.

"I'm completely serious. You can't sense it, but now that she's out of that coffin, I can feel Sanguine's soul pulsing and wobbling all around the skeleton," Twilight said. "She's not sentient, though. Can't see, can't hear, can't feel. She's like an energy crystal with nothing to charge. The power's all there, but it's just not working."

"Can I confess something?" I asked.

"Sure," she prompted.

"Being sealed away in a coffin for all eternity is actually one of my greatest fears," I sighed.

"Really?" she asked.

"Yeah. Just the idea of someone casting a spell on me so I never need to eat or drink, maybe can't even sleep, and then just being tied up, stuffed in a box, and shoved in the ground for all eternity is something that horrifies me. The fact that I'll never die of old age or dehydration, being unable to move in some cramped box, with no light, sound, or anything keeps me awake at night. Just the thought of... going stir crazy inside it. How long would you scream for? A day? A week? Six months? How would you pass the time? What would you be like after one hundred years of being trapped in there?"

"Ugh, right, stop," Twilight said, shivering in a terrified manner. "You're making me have a panic attack just thinking about it."

"Sorry," I chuckled, looking back at Sanguine. "How is she still alive?"

"From what I've been able to glean from that fairy story about her, one of Sanguine's powers was the ability to regenerate better than any creature on the planet," she answered. "I'm talking about from a single cell, she'd regrow herself. If she was burned to a skeleton, per say, she'd regenerate her bone marrow, bone marrow would produce stem cells, stem cells would then specialise into vein cells, muscle cells, organ cells. It'd take her a good while, but she'd be able to regenerate from pretty much anything given the time to do so."

So the silver... what, keeps her encased?" I asked. "She can grow all of her cells back, but they can't get through the cell?"

"Basically, yes," she nodded. "Sanguine's trapped inside the silver casing, her cells trying to rebuild themselves, but can't puncture the shell around her. And to put your heart at ease, no, she's unaware she's trapped in there. For all intents and purposes, she's mentally dead. No going stir crazy in a hole."

"So what are we going to do with her?" I asked.

"We're going to keep her safe and sound with us," she answered. "Make sure Selana never gets her grubby little fingers on her, squash down the rebellion, and right the world as it should be once more."

"Are you going to be her protector?" I asked.

"Indeed I am," she nodded. "I'm going to make sure that nothing more than dust gets a good look at her until she's ready to be moved somewhere else for safer keeping. Probably back to Equestria."

"Why not now?" I asked.

"First place they'd look," she answered. "Selana knows we're involved, so she's probably got eyes and ears all over our home. But she knows you left here and doesn't know you've returned. The castle itself is also surrounded by a magical barrier which means unless you go out and about walking the streets, she'll never know you're here."

"Please don't tell me I'm going to be stuck in here again," I said in a horrified tone.

"Until this all blows over... I'm afraid so," she said. "She's going to come after you to try and find Sanguine. She'll know we're the ones who took her and knows you're one of the weakest, probably the easiest to break, person who has information. You need to stay here where you're safe and protected."

"If you insist," I sighed, rolling my eyes and looking down at the ground.

"It's for your own good, Richter," Twilight said, patting me on the head and walking back around the table. "Now, have you got anything to keep yourself occupied for a while?"

"No... not really," I said, shrugging my shoulders.

"Well... in that case..." she said in a dulcet, almost-purring tone as she walked over to me, gently pressing a finger into my chest and grinning playfully. "Maybe I can be of some entertainment?"

"Twilight?" I asked in a questioning manner, raising an eyebrow as she pressed herself against me.

"I've been keeping up with the trends in this family for a good while, Richter," she said, staring me down in an almost hungry manner. "I've been waiting for a long time to be given the go ahead to have my fun with you... and since Cadance was the one to give you a warm welcome, I've finally got my chance."

"Good to see you have no issues whatsoever with this," I said, blinking in a surprised manner.

"I've been doing this for more than a long enough time," she giggled. "Now shut up. I'm tired of talking."

And with that, the teeny-weeny little chancellor hiked herself up as far as she could and pulled me down to her, locking lips with me and sliding that strong, wet tongue of hers deep into my mouth. I was quite surprised at her flavour, fully expecting it to be something that correlated with the colour purple for whatever reason, only to get the zesty taste of oranges from her. It was a rather pleasant sensation, one I enjoyed more and more as I decided to prevent the thicc little woman from putting her back out, picking her up and letting her wrap her legs around my waist.

Twilight may have been small, but she was anything but light. The width of her waist, the size of her tits, her ass, and the good amount of meat she had on her added up when you counted it, so the lovable ball of magical masterwork was more than an effort to hold. It was a good weight though, something to grab on to. Mostly: that ass of hers.

Gargantuan in size, soft enough to nearly lose your fingers in, and delicious enough to eat, something I was definitely planning on doing later. I moved back slightly, resting against the wall and allowing myself to lean back, taking more of Twilight's weight onto my legs rather than my arms as she began to grind herself against my abdomen. She was still wearing her thing pyjama get-up, and was not wearing any kind of underwear.

I could feel her pussy radiating heat through the thing, flimsy fabric, the rougher, tougher material of my clothing rubbing up against her gentle petals in a more-than-pleasurable manner for her, if the slight shiver down her spine and quiet gasps were anything to judge by. I continued to lap at her tongue, thick spit mixing as our wet mouths locked and pressed together, Twilight squeezing her huge tits against my chest, pressing the dense and round flesh of her enormous breasts into me hard enough to feel her erect and aroused nipples poking through my shirt.

"Lock the door," I muttered briefly, stealing just a moment away from my aunt's sweet maw before she used her hand to pull me back, not content with breaking away from me just yet.

She obliged though, throwing a glowing hand backwards and creating a purple shield over the door, presumably to prevent it from opening entirely. With that, Twilight turned her full attention back to me. Arms once again closed around my neck, pulling me closer than before as she continued to ravage the inside of my mouth, panting and gasping for air whenever she could as she seemingly attempted to swallow my tongue.

She eventually broke away, getting back down onto her feet and wiping her mouth, clearing spit and smeared lipstick away from her thick lips as she batted her eyelashes. There was a barely-noticeable wet patch on her thin pyjama bottoms, her excitement having run through the clothing and showing that she was more than desperate to get hotter and heavier with me. She made a conscious effort to do so, disrobing with magic and exposing her beautiful body, her chocolate dark skin looking soft and smooth, with her beautiful curves and perfect breasts practically making me drool.

"As excited as I am to do this, I need to ask you an honest question," I said.

"What's that?" she inquired.

"Will I fit?"

"Why d'you assume you wouldn't?"

"Because my cock's nearly a foot long and you're about five-foot-nothing," I said. "Am I gonna slide five inches in and his your cervix?"

"One: I'm five-foot-three. Two: I'm deeper than that. Three: I've taken Shining's cock plenty of times in my life, and he's three inches bigger than you are," she counted off on her fingers. "You'll be amazed what magic and determination can do for your sexual prowess, Richter."

"That sounds like something my mother would say," I chuckled.

"I learned from the best, after all," she shrugged, looking down at the large tent I'd pitched in my pants and grinning. "Now take your pants off. I'm starting to cool off here."

I did as instructed, letting the beast run wild and free as I cast my pants aside, removing my upper clothing and back to look at Twilight. The dark-skinned beauty crossed her arms over her tits, staring at me from head to toe with a scrutinous expression before shrugging in a seemingly-contented fashion.

"Cadance wasn't kidding when she said you were everything Shining is on a smaller scale," she sighed. "Smaller body, smaller muscle, smaller cock..."

"Can we please not act like an eleven inch dick isn't legally a bludgeoning weapon here?" I asked, feeling a little put down by her criticisms.

"You can't blame me. A girl gets spoiled with fine wine and perfect steak every day of her life and she becomes unable to enjoy mead and chicken anymore. Neither of which are bad... but one's clearly superior," she chuckled, moving over to me and sliding a hand down my shaft, cupping my balls and massaging them gently. "And you certainly aren't bad yourself, nephew."

"But I'm just not as good as my father?"

"You're not as big as your father," she giggled. "I've yet to see how you fuck, sweetie."

"Then I'll make an extra effort to split your hips in two," I said, placing my hands on her shoulders and guiding her downwards.

Twilight got the message quickly, sliding my cock between her enormous breasts and beginning to slide them up and down my shaft, her gorgeous eyes focused on me the entire time. The sensation of her warm breasts was a more than pleasant one, her rack being huge on her body, but proportionally, still smaller than Cadance's. They were still massive tits though, soft to the touch, firm enough to keep their shape, and large enough to make most women smaller than a double D bra feel ashamed. Twilight was a well-endowed little magician, that much was for sure.

"Enjoying yourself, your majesty?" she asked, settling into a soothing rhythm with her jugs that created a soft, barely-audible stroking sound that lulled me into a sense of relaxation, helped doubly so by the pleasures running up and down my shaft.

"Indeed I am, but I'm a little confused," I stated.

"Whatever about?"

"How that pretty little mouth's been running everywhere except up and down my cock," I commented, gripping a handful of her hair and bucking myself forward, sliding my enormous length out of the caverns of Twilight's cleavage and into her mouth.

She recoiled in shock briefly, but I had too many inches in that maw for her to remove it. Once her surprise had worn off, she rolled her eyes, knowing we were both enjoying a little bit of light objectification in our family adventure and figured that she owed me at least this much. I had to say, Twilight had an incredible set of lips on her. To be expected from a woman who spent as much time talking as she did, but the level of grip she could muster from those purple-painted bastards was more than impressive. It was clear that not only did she know how to suck cock, her experience with my father had taught her how to suck huge cock.

She kept herself at a good enough distance to titfuck while also making room to get it down her gullet. Twilight's smaller size meant that she had less mouth to slide into, but her throat was still large enough to slide my dick into without much effort. I figured, after all the things she'd put me through recently, raping her throat and cumming all over her face would be an apt punishment for it... but I would feel guilty about it as soon as my cock started to soften.

So instead, I kept it gentle for the pretty little thing. Letting her take it easy, smearing her lipstick and spit all over the thick shaft of my cock, making it much easier and much more pleasurable sliding my cock in and out of her cleavage, and even better as my dick hit the back of her throat. I was more than right about it: Twilight was a talented little cocksucker, able to keep her breathing and composure at perfect levels when taking dick that most girls would have a panic attack over. The sexist part of my brain called her well-trained, whereas the more gentlemanly part of her felt she was talented.

Though there's only so much gentlemanly conduct a man can do when throat-fucking his biological aunt, so maybe putting her training to use would be a good way to spend my time. I stepped forward, taking my length out of her tits and beginning to fuck her mouth. Twilight's hands fell from her tits, now resting on her thighs in a manner too polite and dignified for the pre-cum laced spit she was drooling onto her jugs. She kept her lips tights, her sucks hard, and her breathing as regulated and oxygenating as she could while she took inch after inch of thick, hard meat in and out of her gullet.

If there was anyone she reminded me of, it was Cadance. I'd never banged a woman with such composure as her, and it seemed like the two had spent a lot of sisterly-bonding-nights together choking down on my father's cock until they'd mastered every move their throats could make. I soon found myself delving too deep into Richter's corner of sexism and misogyny, backing out slightly and trying to remember that, while in the here and now Twilight seemed to be nothing more than a fleshlight with a pulse to it, she was also a great scientist, a charismatic speaker, and a woman that had devoted a good few years of her life to raising and loving me just as my mother had...

Then again, that sense of familial kinship and parental bonding had only made me enjoy it more when I got to ram my cock so far up my mother's ass that she was practically choking on it, so maybe reminiscing on family and love wasn't gonna help kill the sex drive. And the sex drive was still going wild, gripping both sides of Twilight's head, probably depriving her of oxygen as I'd slid the entire eleven inches down her tight, slutty gullet and was doing nothing more than fucking it, only pulling out an inch or two at a time before slamming it back home, hearing her choke and splutter as her make-up smeared from water moisture that built up and spilled out of her eyes from the 'tough love' I was giving her.

With a throat that tight, lips that good, and a measurement of self control almost as large as my cock, Twilight was able to push me over the edge something fierce. I came in her throat, no doubt pouring my cum straight into the pit of her stomach directly, micro-thrusting ever so slightly just to make sure I milked every last drop of my batch into her stomach before pulling out of her throat, an action that would have probably torn it if the woman it belonged hadn't have trained herself so well.

Twilight began coughing loudly, her airways full of pre, proper, and thick spit from the pounding her mouth had just taken, quickly wiping the tears from her eyes and the overrun of spit from her mouth, neck, and tits as she turned to look at me. I picked up my shirt, wiping her face clean and trying to get off as much of her smudged make-up as possible without some kind of damp towel. I watched her chest raise and lower frantically, her oxygen-deprived lungs working overtime to keep her conscious and ready for more.

And ready for more she seemed to be, stretching her arms above her head, rolling her shoulders, and getting back to her feet with an eager smile on her face as she draped her warm, sweaty body onto mine once again.

"Do all the girls get it like that, or am I just one of the lucky ones?" she asked in a playful tone.

"One of the lucky ones that can do it without dying," I shrugged, beginning to gently suck her neck as I slid my hand between her legs, massaging her sopping wet cunt as I did so.

"Hmm, I feel so special," she said, biting her lip and lolling her head back, grinding her cunt against my fingers, seeming desperate to have them inside her. "You know what else I wanna feel?"

"What's that?"

"That big, fat cock in my womb..." she muttered into my ear, coming out with possibly the most whorish statement she could've.

"You don't want the favour returned?" I asked, lapping at her sensitive, sweat-slicked neck in a teasing fashion.

"You can pay me back my creaming me with that monster of yours," she said, angling herself properly and grinding her cunt against my cock. "I want you to give it to me right now."

"You want it now or do you want it proper?"

"There's a difference?" she asked.

"For girls your size there is," I smirked, turning her around and bending her over.

"What are you-" she began, only to yelp as my I tucked my arms under her knees, picking her up and pinning her kneecaps against her shoulders and rubbing my cock against her desperate, dripping little snatch.

"Oh!" she exclaimed, the sudden stretching of her muscles catching her off guard before her mind put together exactly what I was going to do to her. "Oh... so naughty..."

"Only for the girls that really deserve it," I chuckled. "Which hole do you want it in?"

"My pussy. I want you to wreck my pussy..." she giggled, gently stroking my sensitive cock as she bit her lip with anticipation.

"Then go ahead," I said, angling myself to allow her to slide right down onto it. "We'll see how much you can take..."

She did as commanded, sliding down my meaty shaft faster than most women could without rupturing something. The second my tip pushed past those dark petals of hers, the two of us entered a state of incestuous euphoria, pleasure beyond pleasure rushing through every inch of our bodies as my monster dick stretched out that tight little pussy of hers about as far as it could go.

I continued to go deeper, sliding over every groove and bump in her cunt up until she hissed loudly, just at the same time I came into contact with a tough ring of muscle... eight and a half inches into her cunt.

"I figured as much," I said, disappointed about the last two and a half inches that were gonna be out in the cold for this.

"Don't, ngh, count your eggs, sweetie," she grunted, clearly in pain from the hit she took to her cervix.

Her fingers illuminated briefly, her eyes glowing a spectral purple as she opened them wide, muttering something to herself in a language I didn't recognise before I felt the tough ring of muscle soften slightly, wondering exactly what she'd done.

"T-There..." she said, sighing in relief as she continued to slide down on my cock.

"Twilight, you'll hurt-" I began, feeling my dick press up against her cervix once again before simply sliding through the ring, burying my cock down to the base in her and seeing a visible bulge on her dark, soft stomach from where my cock had pushed her past her natural limits.

"What did you..." I began.

"One of my favourites," she said, leaning back and relaxing as she spoke, merely enjoying the feeling of having her cunt stretched to its limits. "Painless cervical penetration. I use it for Shining all the time. Cadance loves the way it looks."

"It... it is quite..." I began, staring at how the bulge in her stomach moved and grew as I gently bucked forward, feeling a boost given to my pride and masculinity as it dawned on me once again that my cock truly was monstrous. "Alluring..."

"Don't lose yourself just yet, fuckboy," Twilight said, shivering with excitement. "You've still got some work to do."

And work to do I did. I often liked to start out with 'thrusting' or 'pleasuring', but after the high of seeing myself stretch my aunt to breaking point and the honour I needed to recover from her comparing me to my father's superior endowments, I started out fucking her. The surprised yelp was a welcome noise as I pulled pretty much half of my dick out of that slutty cunt of hers, a rapid exhale of shock and pleasure tearing from Twilight's lungs, followed up by the even sweeter sound of a raspy, choked curse word as I slammed it all back inside her, seeing that bulge on her belly jump up even further as I continued to pound her cock.

Her cervix felt incredible around my dick, acting almost as a mouth inside her vagina, nearly as tight as Twilight's taught upper lips. I felt my mind melting away as I ravaged her, sweat dousing both of us as Twilight's brain seemed to shutdown, becoming nothing more than a chorus of gasps and groans, the position I held her in no-doubt making it a tad more difficult to breathe than most people would like.

But most people also weren't into getting raw-dogged by their nephew, so I figured could probably deal with, and enjoy a light bit of asphyxiation. I took my eyes off her belly long enough to see her continuously flexing and curling her toes, probably chewing a hole through her bottom lip as I continued to rut her as hard and as deep as I could. I was more than positive the sheer level of force I was hitting her ass with when ploughing her cunt was more than likely going to leave a few red marks, probably a couple of bruises, but it was more than worth the pleasure we were both getting, that much was for sure.

Twilight seemed to have entirely shutdown after a while, only waking up with a barely-held-back scream of pleasure as her body locked up and her eyes rolled back, the dark-skinned beauty cumming on my thick cock as I pounded in and out of her, sweat dripping from pretty much every nook and cranny on my body as I felt myself getting closer and closer to orgasm. I lasted a good while longer than I expected to, biting my jaw closed hard as I adjusted myself, leaning over slightly as I came deep inside Twilight's pussy, filling her womb immediately and overfilling the rest of her cunt, thick drops of cum spilling out around her entrance and dripping down to her asshole.

It took all the strength I had left not to drop her immediately, pulling my cock out of her and hearing the splatter of my ejaculate hitting the floor as it pooled out of Twilight. I kissed her on the neck once more, lapping and gently nibbling the sweaty, dark flesh as I dropped to my knees, releasing her and allowing her to get onto her own hands and knees.

"Goddesses, I can't feel my lower body..." she panted, nearly dropping onto her face in the pool of cum on the floor as she struggled to regain her breath. "Oh fuck, your daddy may have the bigger cock, but you proved that it isn't the size of the dog in the fight something fierce there, fuckboy."

"Glad you liked it," I said, leaning over her and kissing her back, gently massaging her body as I continued to grind my cock against her enormous ass. "Are you gonna get pregnant now?"

"I'm Alicorn-infused. Enhanced, but not transformed," she sighed. "You can't do any harm, so to speak."

"Good..." I said, kissing her back once again as hot-dogged her fat ass. "After this, I couldn't bear you going on a nine month break from sex."

"I still have an asshole, Richter," she winked, getting out from under me and back to her feet. "But... I also still have work to do."

"So soon?" I asked, looking up at her, catching her paying no mind to her cum-dripping pussy as she returned her attention to the silver skeleton on the table.

"Time waits for no man, Richter," she said. "Besides, my cunt's full, my body's tired, and I'm about as satisfied as I'm gonna get. Now hurry up and get dressed, fuckboy. I've got work to do."