"And you spent the whole afternoon taking lessons?" Twilight Sparkle, Princess of Friendship, was amazed at her newest (and most unexpected) student. When Midnight nodded in reply, Twilight smiled widely. "That's great! What did you learn?"

"I learned a good many things from her. She showed me to study how ponies move, how they bend. She gave me all kinds of wonderful ideas to use my magic with. But the most important thing, was how to obtain permission properly." Midnight had indeed spent the latter parts of the afternoon with Pinkie Pie, and she had been a very excited student.

"Permission? But the deal? Don't you—" Twilight's questions were cut off by her "evil" twin's lips pressing firmly to her own. At first Twilight wanted to struggle, then she wanted to push herself against Midnight, and at last she welcomed Midnight's exploring tongue.

The kiss lingered, like all great kisses are wont to, until both mares were satisfied that every aspect of the other's lips and mouth had been explored. Midnight opened her eyes to see a very flush princess already looking back. Slowly, she drew back. "That was to say sorry for the stupid deal. I want it known that no one is bound by it. Pinkie showed me that…" She froze, realizing she had let slip who her mystery teacher was.

"Pinkie?" Twilight's eyes widened.

"I am going to owe her so much for this. She told me she didn't think I could keep it from you." Midnight remembered how intimately the pink mare had been with all the toys in her basement, and now part of Midnight wanted to learn how adept Pinkie was at using each and every one of them. "Yes, Pinkie Pie had a lot to teach me." It took a moment for Midnight to think further, but apparently Twilight knew she was working up to something else. "Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy too." Just saying the name of the yellow pegasus sent happy tingles through Midnight.

"Huh." Twilight was a little confused by how different Midnight was. "So when you came to Equestria, that was the first time you got to be 'you,' apart from the Friendship Games event, right?" A quill and scroll appeared, and Twilight was already taking notes on them.

"Yeah. She…" A war raged within Midnight, between her almost limitless anger and the calm that Fluttershy had worked hard to instill. She wasn't raging with anger, but she had lost the edge of relaxation that the pet play had given her. "Twi spent every hour of every day denying I existed. There were a few times I almost broke through to her, when she slept and in her daydreams, but she kept me locked away." By the time she was done speaking, Midnight's lips were tight and she was on edge, but not outright furious.

"This talk is going to make you more angry if we continue, isn't it?" Twilight tried to meet Midnight's eyes, but her darker twin kept looking away from her. "Then we will leave it for another time. You have only been here for a few days; there is no need to push things too fast. So," Twilight decided a topic change was in order, "what did your teacher instruct you on, exactly?" The words were so innocent, but Twilight and Midnight both knew what they were.

"Princess, are you inviting me to show you?" Midnight's lips curled up into a smile. Half of her had been expecting Twilight to want nothing more to do with her after she had called the "deal" off, but most of her was hoping for this, for Twilight to ask for more. "I regret I didn't borrow any things from her, but I think I can make up the difference with magic…" She trailed off, leaning forward and over Twilight.

"Hey, didn't you hear me yelling? Dinner is ready!" Spike's voice cut through the tension like a carefully honed saber. "If you don't come now it will get cold."

Twilight and Midnight were left staring at each other, mouths curled inwards as each tried to hold in their laughter. Finally, both lost it at the same time and cracked up laughing.

Dinner was uneventful, which was a relief especially to Spike. Both mares ate a simple stir-fry of greens, and expressed how tasty it was to the young dragon. Spike himself was munching on a ruby pie he had made, and savored every bite.

"We'll clean up, Spike." Twilight stood up abruptly and started gathering empty plates with her magic.

"Cool! Thanks Twilight." Spike was surprised, but delighted at not having to do his chores. "And you too, Midnight." He made a quick exit lest either mare decide things would go differently.

Midnight couldn't hide her giggle at the baby dragon's antics. Picking up her own plate with magic, she bussed it to the kitchen. "Giving him the night off?" She walked up beside Twilight, already feeling the desire to take control settling over her.

"I like reminding him that he isn't my servant, from time to time, is important. I raised him from the moment he hatched." Twilight gave a maternal sigh. "A lot of ponies treat him as my brother, or my servant. The truth is he is closer to a foal to me."

"How old is he?" Midnight took over the washing part of doing dishes. Making a start scrubbing the wok used to cook with, dishes were dishes no matter the world, and Midnight remembered Twi being stuck doing them often.

"Seventeen. I was barely old enough to have my cutie mark when he hatched, and there was a lot of school after that, and then we have been here in Ponyville a few years. He turns eighteen next year." Twilight still surprised herself when she thought about how old he was.

"Maybe that is the difference." Midnight passed the wok on to Twilight to dry. "Twi only has a dog, although he can now talk, but still not quite the same as looking after somepony who needs you as much as a baby does."

The revelation made Twilight think on it, on how much Spike affected how she acted towards others. Meeting back up with Moon Dancer, getting to know Fluttershy, and that wasn't to even mention meeting other dragons. "Golly, I hadn't really thought about that. I guess becoming the Princess of Friendship really did start with him hatching." She set the wok aside, and took the next plate. "But then, Twi has you."

Midnight was shocked to her core by the words. She tried to chip away at them with arguments, with derailments, but after washing both the other plates and all the cutlery, she couldn't think of something. "Was I too harsh? She denied I existed!" There was less fire to her tone than she would have expected. "Wait, no, we aren't talking about her. She scrubbed the baking pan Spike had made his pie in, and passed it to Twilight.

"Okay, sorry." Twilight worked the washcloth over the baking pan and set it aside. "So about the deal…"

"I am so sorry about that. I was angry, and I made you do something against your will. It won't happen again." Midnight lowered her head, intimately aware—after seeing how Dash and Pinkie played—that there were things that she wouldn't like done to her. She froze when she really looked at Twilight and saw longing. "Y-Y-You liked it?"

"You didn't notice? Midnight, your magic restraints are…" Twilight let out a little groan at the thought of them. "They are fantastic, but it isn't like I couldn't teleport out whenever I wanted. I got to have a lot of fun, and felt safe doing it."

"Oh…" The words surprised Midnight, but then she realized that this Twilight had the same core likes and dislikes as she herself had, they were just expressed a little differently. "Would you like a new deal?"

Thoughts of her motherhood of Spike were well gone, and Twilight was completely focused on her very naughty "other half." She pondered Midnight's words, and raised a brow. "I am listening."

"No silly coercion, I will be your mistress, and you will be my pet. We play games, we have fun, and we both feel good about it." Midnight spoke from her heart. The "thing" she had started with Twilight had been enjoyed by both of them. "You will get safe words—plural."

"More than one?" Twilight was hooked, intrigued, and her agreeing was a formality now. Her magic plucked up the dry dishes and found homes for each and every one. "Tell me more…"

Midnight strode forward, her destination Twilight's bedroom. "Simple words, Red means stop, Yellow means go slow—use it to test the waters so to speak—and Green means give me more." She didn't look back, Midnight just assumed Twilight would be following her, but when she got to the door she stopped; Midnight hadn't heard Twilight's hoofsteps.

Twilight was frozen in place, her mind exploring the ideas of being able to ask for more, or slow, and stop was a foregone conclusion. "W-W-What about when I am gagged?"

"Come along Twilight, and lower your tail." Midnight felt on top of the world. When the Princess trotted after her, Midnight gave a laugh. "Well, thinking back to how tightly I bound you, and how immobile you were, the normal ways are not really possible. I think something magic based. Can you make different colored lights with your magic? Is it hard?"

"Hard?" Twilight flashed her horn brightly, cycling all the way from red to blue. "Easy." She almost melted in place when Midnight reached a wing out and petted her gently on the head.

Hearing a happy little squeal from her intended plaything, Midnight was content. "Same applies then. You make purple light normally, so red, yellow, and green will do for that." At her mentioning, Twilight cycled the colors quickly. "Perfect." She petted Twilight once more.

Midnight was everything Twilight had never had before; she was smart enough to understand Twilight, she was dark and mysterious, she was playful, and she knew everything Twilight liked. Without a further thought, she leaned against Midnight. "Does this make us fillyfriends? Special someponies?"

"Uh… Girlfriends… Yeah to fillyfriends, I think. I don't know what a special somepony would translate into." Midnight stepped onto the stairs, and looked into Twilight's eyes. "You saved me, Twilight. You bringing her here pulled me from the depths of torment and set me free. So, do you agree to—" Midnight was halted in her question by the answer.

Twilight pulled her lips back. "So long as you always listen to my safe words, you have my full permission to play when we are in private. And keep playing." She thought back to their shower together, and a shiver ran down her spine at the thought that Midnight could have wrapped her up in her magic again, just as quickly as Twilight teleported. "Red, Yellow, and Green."

Picking her hooves up, Midnight pranced up the stairs, and all her worries seemed to remain on the ground floor of the castle. She didn't say a word, just held the door to Twilight's bedroom open.

Trotting forward, Twilight bowed to Midnight. "Thank you, Mistress." The words were so delicious, so wonderful; she wanted to say them again and again. The moment she stepped over the threshold, magic wrapped around her hindquarters. Twilight gasped and squirmed in place as the power solidified into a seamless covering for her back end.

"That looks good on you." Midnight exerted some more power, adjusting the new garment so that Twilight's tail was pulled nearly vertical. Closing the door behind her, Midnight walked up behind her pet. "How is this for a start? You can wear these until morning."

"Green!" Twilight giggled the moment she said the word. Covering her snout with one hoof, she took a few steps in the strange underwear, and felt it rubbing her inflamed vulva. "Very Green…"

"You don't need to say it quite so much, pet, but I love your enthusiasm." Midnight twitched her magic, in full control of Twilight's posterior.

The intrusions pushing into her got an instant reaction from Twilight. Her forelegs went weak, and as the thick shapes shoved deeper, she fell down with her rear in the air. Fanning her wings a little, she gave a deep groan of delight.

"Not saying green now, are we?" Midnight pressed the shapes deeper, judging her pet just about filled to capacity. Forming the semi-liquid magic into hard shapes was easy, making them jitter around on command was a bit more tricky. She stepped closer to Twilight's raised rump, lifted a hoof and pressed down on her croup. "Push up pet, push up and you get your reward."

Twilight doubted she would ever be able to push up more than she was right at that moment, she whimpered and flapped her wings weakly, shoving herself up to the edges of her hooves to get just a bit more height. A sudden rush of vibration in both her passages blew her into her first orgasm. The world slipped away, melted into nothingness by the buzzing shapes. Twilight groaned, screamed, and whinnied like a wild animal.

The shock of seeing Twilight in orgasm so quickly faded after a moment, and Midnight pushed down a little firmer on the mare's plot. "You really get into this a lot, don't you?" The question was rhetorical; she doubted Twilight could make any sense of language right now. Lowering the intensity of the vibrations, Midnight eased her pet back from the rush of pleasure, but left them twitching inside her every now and again.

When the toys slowed down to a slight twitching, Twilight could start to interpret the things around her again. Midnight was not pushing down on her croup anymore, but she didn't dare move from the position until told. "Y-Y-Y-Yellow…" She got the word out after some effort, and felt magic lifting her forequarters up.

"You are completely at my mercy, aren't you, pet?" Midnight nuzzled Twilight's cheek, aiming to avoid a true kiss. "That voice of yours is lovely to hear, but I am glad Spike is on another floor." She lifted Twilight clear of the floor, and carried her to the bed. Setting her pet down beside the big bed, Midnight contemplated her. "But I think I am going to have to stifle it, and make use of you."

"Y-Y-Yes Mistr—" Twilight gasped halfway through the honorific, as straps started to form around her head. Before they could start to squeeze, she looked up at Midnight and said a quick, "Green!" before something thick shoved into her mouth. Groaning around the shape, and breathing through her nose, Twilight stared up at her mistress with complete delight in her eyes. What had started as a bridle, had quickly formed a gag, and was growing more, covering most of her head, and even flowing up and over her horn. The tingle of magic was all around her, and to test her ability to signal she made a flash of green light appear just above her horn. And it didn't stop. Twilight felt the shape in her mouth seem to melt, spread around her throat and cover her teeth and lips.

Opening and closing her mouth experimentally a few times, Twilight pushed out a black, rubber-coated tongue. Her accompanying giggle made not a sound, however; her mouth was still blocked at the back.

"Good pet, you don't need to talk tonight. Tonight you get a special reward." Midnight was stretching her magic now, pushing it back into the "belt" covering Twilight's plot. Just like with Rainbow Dash, she formed up a shape under the mare, a thick, stallion-shaft shape. "Tonight you are my feisty stallion pet, and you are going to please your mistress, aren't you?"

Twilight nodded her head enthusiastically, not realizing what Midnight was talking about. Getting her legs under her, she took a step towards her mistress, when she felt something bang against one of her back legs. Tilting her head forward and down, she blew air through her nose in surprise. Between Twilight's back legs, and jutting forward proudly, was what looked like a big, black stallion penis.

"You will use that, when commanded. It is linked to you very intimately, I am sure you are going to love it." Midnight was already slick at the thought of giving herself to a feisty pet, and turned slowly. Lifting her tail, Midnight's eyes suddenly flew open as Twilight's rubber-covered teeth clamped around her dock. "H-Hey!" She tried to turn, but Twilight's grip was firm, and suddenly the shock and panic turned to arousal, her body reacted despite her mental state, and Midnight felt her rump push up into the air for her "stallion."

Having read just about every book there was to read on mating habits of ponies, Twilight had prepared for the first time she was going to be with a stallion with the same fervor as any of her tests. The roles might be backwards, and Midnight was no stallion, but Twilight was sure of all the things she could do to get a mare's body into the mood. She bit again, yanking upwards, and the smell of Midnight's arousal seemed to double. Working her rubber-coated teeth over her mistress' dock a little more, she finally let go and reared up.

Biting had never even occurred to Midnight, but now she knew it was a great way to get a mare in the mood. When Twilight suddenly let go, Midnight let out a slight whimper of need, she was just getting used to the mare's teeth. Then Twilight's weight settled on her loin and croup, and Midnight arched her neck and let out a groan of delight. Her tail wasted not a moment in moving to the side, flagging for the stallion atop Midnight.

Now on top of a mare's back, the stallion pushes forward, using his sense of feel to judge where the mare's vulva is. The words of the books came at her, telling Twilight that she should be able to hit her mark on instinct. Trusting the books, she gave her hips a buck, and felt a sharp buzz in her back passages. The toys were linked to the shaft, Twilight realized, and without further thought she bucked again, and again, and finally hit her mark.

When Twilight's prosthetic dong sank into her passage a bare few inches, Midnight discovered all too well the instinct that had driven Twilight to lift her back end up high. Gracelessly, Midnight's forelegs folded, and she pushed up and back.

Midnight claimed a few more inches of her shaft, and it increased the frequency of the shapes inside Twilight just a bit more. She wanted to feel the fire of climax so bad, but above that she wanted to feel it while Midnight felt it. Steadying her back legs, Twilight bunched her muscles and drove forward, shoving deep into Midnight. The fire in her vagina and rectum took over Twilight's body, and she jumped forward again, her groin thumping against Midnight's rump with an audible whump.

Wishing she could handle this better, Midnight discovered that her body had very different ideas about how this was going to happen. She had intended to command Twilight in the act, to guide her into acting how Midnight wanted her to. The reality was, Midnight moaning into a mouthful of the bedclothes, shoving back as hard as she could into each thrust Twilight delivered, her ears full of the sounds of her own stifled whimpers, Twilight's gasping breaths through her nose, and the thudding of their bodies meeting with each hard thrust.

Twilight had thought studying the books would help, had thought they would let her have some clarity this time, but her mind was as sharp as cotton wool, while her body was on fire with pleasure, as she kept driving in and out of Midnight. Finally, at last, she felt it getting harder to pull back, and shove in, and figured it was Midnight tensing up. Twilight pushed herself to the limit, grinding forward repeatedly, and clamping down on her orgasm.

For Midnight, it became too much when Twilight bit down on her neck. She started to tremble and whinny over and over as her climax washed her away. Only one word came to mind when Twilight's continued thrusting shoved the two of them out of the world. "GREEN!"

Twilight climaxed again, her wings flapping wildly. It was better than the first of the night by leaps and bounds. She bit down harder, and shoved as hard against Midnight as she could. The toys inside her vagina and ass shook more than Twilight would have thought possible, if she could think at all. Grunting hard through her nose, Twilight rode the waves of lightning that jolted and shook her body. She held her grip on Midnight's neck, wanting to be the best stallion for her mistress.

All the energy left Midnight, and she slumped to the bed. Twilight's body followed her down, and when Twilight fell to the side the shaft still inside Midnight gave her no choice but to roll too. Seconds, then minutes passed. Midnight lay there, panting hard, and still feeling stretched by the shape inside her. "Wow…"

Still lost in her own headspace, Twilight worked her jaw at Midnight's crest. The gag Midnight had made on her still denied her saying anything, but she flashed a green flicker of magic on the other side of the room lazily. Her body was still at the mercy of the shapes inside her, Twilight figured so long as she was still inside Midnight they would keep buzzing a bit. She didn't care one bit.

"Okay… that was…" Midnight shook her head, feeling Twilight's grip weaken. "Twilight, you are great at that." Midnight broke character with her pet, her friend. "Let me know when you are ready to go again."

AGAIN?! Twilight's head nearly exploded.

Author's Note

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