Groggy and warm, Midnight reached out with her hooves to find the mare she had come to depend upon. But while Midnight Sparkle's side of the bed was cozy, the side Twilight should be on was empty and cold. Midnight jerked to full wakefulness, and tried to pull at the covers with arms she didn't have.

Growling a little in frustration, Midnight used her magic to untangle the bedding and pull it away from the bed. The hood was there, and so was the special pants she had made on Twilight. Pain lanced into her, she felt terror at the thought of losing what little she had built here. "What did I do wrong?" She rolled from the bed and looked around, then froze; sitting on the nightstand was a scroll, neatly rolled up and with a feathery quill beside it.

Her world was teetering, Midnight could only assume the letter was a goodbye, and no amount of logic was going to persuade her feelings otherwise. Her limitless fury seemed snuffed out, cold and doused in the waters of loss. Midnight's magic, too, betrayed her and she had to tease the scroll open with her hooves.

Tears were already forming in her eyes, and all the wants and desires she embodied were shriveling to dust. She froze in her dramatic moment, and reread what was on the scroll.

Midnight Sparkle. My friends and I have had to go and save Equestria. We will be back by dinner time. Sorry I had to leave early, I will have to wear those things again for you to make up.

The scroll was signed simply "Twilight," and as the words soaked through the self pity and loss, Midnight did the only thing she could right then. She laughed at herself. "I am such a moron! Of course she would be out saving the world from danger, why didn't I think of that?"

"Is… is everything alright in…" Twi slowed her words to a stop as she saw Midnight Sparkle. She shied back a step, then another. "SorryI'lljustgo!"

Rage boiled in midnight, but she felt it quickly drain. "Oh stop it." Midnight turned, but the prime target of most of her anger was gone. Staring at the spot where Twi had been just a moment ago, Midnight Sparkle thought on her "jailer."

"Meek as a mouse." Midnight walked towards the door and opened it wider. The sound of retreating hooves were the only sound in the castle. "What to do for the day?" Right on cue, Midnight's belly gave a gurgle of desire, and her thoughts immediately turned to food.

"Hi Midnight." Spike was just leaving one of the other rooms on the same floor as Midnight. "Twilight and—"

"I found her letter. An emergency?" Midnight found herself liking the dragon a lot more than Twi's dog; while Spike from her world could talk, he quite literally wasn't even close to the dragon's intelligence.

"Yeah, first thing I knew was I coughed up a scroll asking her and her friends to go to Canterlot." Spike shrugged as he walked down the stairs. "You and Twilight are getting on really well." The words flowed like the rest of the conversation, and startled Midnight with their evenness.

"She is amazing." Midnight's smile was back. Just the thought of Twilight put her in a good mood. "I owe so much to her, and when she looks in my eyes, and tells me she wants me…" Trailing off, Midnight blushed as she looked at the dragon.

Schooling his features to boredom, Spike managed to hold the awkward silence for nearly thirty seconds before he laughed. "The look on your face!" He slapped one leg and ducked into the dining room. Changing his tone to a somewhat mocking parody, Spike went all in. "Spike is way too young to hear such things!"

"I deserve all of this." Midnight could appreciate droll humor when it was being served with such stuffing and gravy. "Am I really her first gir… fillyfriend?" She followed Spike all the way into the kitchen.

"Yes." Spike lifted out a mixing bowl and started adding ingredients. "Applejack tried to invite her to a few special events, if you catch my drift, but Twilight was always too oblivious to really catch what she was serving. Pinkie tried too, of course, but it is literally the only time Pinkie was completely stymied."

Midnight used her magic to grab things that Spike pointed to, helping out in the best way she could. "So when she showed interest in what I could do—"

"Her friends were excited and hesitant. They didn't want to see her hurt just to introduce her to sex. You were a big risk for them to take, and I almost wanted to see what they would all do to you if you had messed it up." Spike felt like a conductor in a symphony, but with Midnight's help he was getting the pancake batter made in half the time.

Speechless in the face of the brutal honesty of the dragon, Midnight followed the instructions that were silently given.

"And that is not to say what I would have done if you hurt her." Spike turned, holding the bowl under one arm and mixing it with his free hand. He looked all the way up at Midnight Sparkle, and with just his look made the mare feel tiny.

"I…" Midnight mused things over. "I was really the first time she has showed interest in sex? Even Twi has had…" If Midnight had been human still, she would have slammed a hand over her mouth, as it was her hoof pressed firmly to her snout.

"Twilight was sheltered, all right? Pass me the fry pan." Spike nodded towards the stove and started walking over to begin the pancakes. "It normally takes exam results to make Twilight strut as much as she did when she walked out of the castle today, and since you made her walk like that, you are not being roasted by dragon fire." With that, Spike set the offered fry pan on the stove, and blew onto the gas burner to light it.

Midnight jerked back, her eyes wide at the sight of Spike breathing fire. She stared at the magical flames as they danced into the gas and ignited it, but not before she watched a drop of batter spill down. It was gone before the flames from Spike's mouth even really touched it. She gulped visibly. "She makes life worth living."

"She does." Spike reached out with a knife in his little claw, speared some butter and dunked it in the pan. "I got this now, head out and I will bring you a stack when they are ready."

"Okay." Midnight nodded thoughtfully, and with a turn made her way out into the dining room. "Twi." She was almost nose to nose with the mare she hated more than anything. The fire the dragon was cooking with in the kitchen was nothing compared to what raged inside her, but Midnight grabbed for memories of ponies to throw at her rage. Twilight sprawled and bound on a bed. Fluttershy standing over her, brushing her mane. Pinkie Pie grunting into the dirty floor while Rainbow Dash rutted and claimed her. Peace was an odd thing for Midnight Sparkle. "Good morning."

Twi was frozen, barely able to ever comprehend the even-toned words. She shook in fright as the nightmare that had haunted her dreams looked at her. Silence was nearly as bad as hearing Midnight curse her, so Twi did the only thing that could help. She ignored Midnight. Turning to find a seat at the table, Twi left the alicorn staring at her.

The way Twi treated her stung Midnight. Ignoring her problems was what started everything; it was what made Midnight hate her jailer with such passion. Anger started to rise, fury that could only be matched by a volcano on the verge of eruption.

Midnight clamped down as hard as she could, summoning her new friends again, begging them to help her calm her inner beast. There was more than one table, thankfully, and Midnight sought out the one farthest away from Twi. "I am going to get the blame for this…"

Spike came strutting out with a plate of pancakes balanced on one hand, and a pitcher of honey in the other. "Who's first?" He looked from where Twi sat, to where Midnight sat. "Well, aren't we all just so happy to be together. Okay, Twi gets hers first." Snap decision made, Spike deployed the breakfast before the unicorn. "Enjoy!"

Twi moved instinctively, the color and tone of the dragon sparking her to inspired her to move. Lifting one hoof up, she rubbed Spike's head. "Good bo…" She froze at the look of annoyance on the dragon's face. "Sorry!"

"Look, I get that I am a dog in your world, but I'm not one here, okay?" Spike looked over to Midnight, only to see her carefully studying something and not paying attention to them.

Not looking. Not looking! Midnight thought, staring at the slight indent on one side of the table. She heard the soft footfalls of Spike leaving the dining hall for the kitchen again, and risked a glance at the dragon. "Everything is just as uncomfortable as none of us planned for. Even Spike is showing us up as being more adult." Midnight hadn't realized she had spoken until her mouth closed on the last word.

Hunching forwards a little more, Twi stuffed some delicious bits of pancake into her mouth. She hated feeling awkward and embarrassed, and what she had done made her feel both.

Returning once more, Spike carried another plate of pancakes and a bowl of partly crushed gems in milk. "Are we going to have to tie you two together to get you to make up?" Spike carried Midnight's and his own breakfast to the table where the alicorn sat. "You know what, forget it. You can have the castle to yourselves once I am done cleaning for the morning." Sinking his spoon into his bowl of gems, he scooped a good sized pile out and started crunching away on them.

Midnight looked at Spike with a new respect that she hadn't thought to have for the little dragon. When Twilight had said his age put him at the same age as Twi and her friends, she hadn't believed it. With his actions over breakfast she estimated his mental acuity right up there with an adult's. Musing her thoughts over the quiet breakfast, she put most of her attention towards enjoying the meal.

Spike stole glances, watching the pile of pancakes go down and down. The accomplishment of a chef having served food that was well received filled him. Not that Spike thought for a second his cooking was anything but great, it did coax Twilight from her books after all.

As Midnight finished the last bite, a knock on the big front doors shattered the quiet.

"I'll get it!" All three of them said it at the same time, and all three regretted it. Spike shook his head. "I'll get it."

Midnight didn't want to spend another minute in Twi's presence, and got up to follow Spike. "I'll help…" The words were as lame out loud as they had been in her head; they were a hollow excuse to leave Twi, but it was working.

"It was only changelings that one time." Spike walked to the door and opened it up. "Oh! Hi Derpy!"

"Hello Spike!" Derpy waved a wing enthusiastically. "Oh, visitors?" Derpy wasn't a big mare, not by alicorn standards, that was for sure. She thought her shoulders might come almost to Midnight's belly, but the comparison didn't stop her from looking around the mare as circumspectly as she could, and admire the great plot. The eye she had on the task was almost rolling in its socket at how pert and perfect the flanks were. Midnight's fur was a little out of place, and Derpy had a sudden thought of walking up and just pressing her snout under the alicorn's tail.

"Derpy? Derpy?" Spike waved a claw before the gray pegasus' face, and on the third pass both her eyes seemed to swivel to focus for a moment. "You have some mail for us, Derps?"

"Oh! Yes!" Derpy couldn't get the thoughts of the mysterious and dark mare from her head. "Princess Cadance—I can tell by the smell of it—sent this one." She passed over a little box. "And I think King Thorax sent this." She passed another that had a little bit of slime staining the corner of it. "Uh, I don't think we have met." Derpy looked up at Midnight, and held out a wing in greeting. "I'm Derpy!"

Midnight stared in bewilderment at the amazingly perky mare. She watched as Derpy's big smile never wavered, and she also caught scent of something she had not really identified yet. "Pleased to meet you." Off balance, Midnight had no clue what was going on. Seconds earlier Derpy's eyes were trailing all over the place, but now they were both focused dead on Midnight. The intensity of the look was startling, and if Midnight was completely honest with herself, intriguing. "Are you a good flier, Derpy?"

"The best in Equestria!" Derpy shot both wings out in demonstration, one tilted up a little, the other down. Truth be told, Derpy had to fight not to make both just shoot straight up.

"Well, if you were free later, I was getting flying lessons from Rainbow Dash…" Midnight gave a sigh, remembering the dominance the sporty pegasus had revealed deep inside.

"Say no more!" Derpy snapped a wing up to her forehead in a credible salute. "Mailmare Derpy is on the job… as soon as I deliver the rest of these." She blushed a little and nosed at her packed mailbags. "An hour?"

Midnight nodded. "Sure I will—" She cut off, there was nothing left of Derpy but dust. "Wow…"

"Wow. Never seen her quite that energetic." Spike held the box and letter in his claws, turned, and headed back inside.

"I'll… uh… I'll wait out here. I don't think I can handle more of Twi right now." Midnight pulled the door closed behind her, and left the Castle of Friendship. Trotting to some nearby bushes, she decided to practice with her magic.

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Derpy had set new speed records for mail delivery. It was true that not all the right letters got to all the right letter boxes, but not a single one was left in her mailbag. Almost panting at her efforts, she tried not to gallop on her way back to the castle.

She was about to slow her pace for the front door, when one eye caught sight of a flash of magic. Turning her head, Derpy spotted Midnight. Her heart sped up a little, and her rapid breathing deepened as she watched the alicorn playing with an aquamarine thunderbolt. Speaking to herself, she tried to boost her ego in preparation. "Don't blow this Derpy, not again." She straightened herself up and trotted over to Midnight. "Hi!"

Midnight Sparkle had spent the better part of an hour learning to juggle magic with magic. She was just working a second thunderbolt into her toss when a familiar voice snapped her attention away. "Hi D—" Two thunderbolts hit Midnight in the head, stunning her and laying her down flat.

"Oh no!" Derpy rushed over, reaching down with her soft wings and cradling Midnight's head. "Are you alright? I just…" She didn't end her favorite sentence, not wanting to make light of the accident. This time.

"I… I'm alright…" Midnight lifted her head a little and looked up. Derpy was standing above her, and the mare's soft wings were like silk on her cheeks. Without meaning to, Midnight's eyes trailed down the taut body of the mailmare, tracing her chest, barrel, sheath, and it was about then Midnight's brain stopped.

Derpy noticed where Midnight glanced, and panicked. "I'm sorry! I didn't meant to shock you, and now you… why are you grinning?" Derpy was a little confused.

"You're not a mare." Midnight looked up at Derpy, and instantly wanted to take the words back. "I mean, you have a… you have a dick!"

"I am still a mare! I like soft things, and I hate pretending to be tough." Derpy let go of Midnight's head as Midnight sat up. "Mom told me I could be whatever I wanted to be when I grew up, so I told her I was a filly. She said it was okay. She said that I am one!"

"Uh…" Midnight's cluelessness was more that she wasn't sure how to take Derpy, but with a gulp of her pride, Midnight took a deep breath. "Sorry, Derpy. Let's start again."

Derpy tilted her head to the side a little, which made her eyes roll even further into opposite directions. "Hi, my name is Derpy Hooves." She looked Midnight up and down, and caught a familiar scent on her. Derpy smiled. "And I think I know what you want me to teach you."

Midnight blinked in surprise. With the apology, Derpy seemed to take control of the situation. "Y-You do?"

Derpy stood up and flicked her tail, a grin landing firmly on her snout. "Yup! Takes a mare to tell when another mare wants a good ride."

The ambiguity of the words confused Midnight, until she saw something sway under Derpy when the pegasus took a step to Midnight's side. "A… A ride?"

"Yup." Derpy walked around Midnight, and leaning down she indulged herself in her greatest desire. Derpy closed her blunt teeth on Midnight's flank and gripped down on her tough skin. The sudden yelp was everything Derpy wanted to hear, but more importantly Midnight stood up.

"What are you doing?" Midnight turned to look at the possessed pegasus. "You—" Voice catching in her throat, Midnight felt another, sharper bite on her dock. Memories of the previous night ran through her head, of her arousal at Twilight's acting like a stallion. Now Midnight Sparkle had what was close to a real stallion right there—behind her. She isn't a stallion, she is a mare, part of Midnight's mind threw the thought at her, but the rest was focused on the flapping sound behind her.

Derpy hadn't had a mare this big before, but a challenge was only a challenge until you overcame it. Putting her wings to work, she hovered up behind Midnight and, judging the mare's rump pushing back against her as consent, shoved forward. "Buck yeah!"

Midnight's legs almost wobbled at how good it felt to have the hot, thick shaft deep inside her. It was nothing like the toy Twilight had wielded to good effect the previous night. This was very real. Midnight moaned loudly, and with the sound of more flapping behind her, started to rock in place as firm thuds came from every impact of Derpy's groin on her rump.

A little sad at how loose the mare under her was, Derpy pulled back a little further this time, and aimed higher. "Hold on!"

"What?!" Midnight's eyes shot open as the slicked-up shaft shoved deep into her rear. She trembled in place as Derpy seemed to go faster than before.

"Much tighter!" Derpy wore the happiest, silliest grin of the week as she pounded into Midnight's colon. She ground her rock hard shaft in as far as she could get it, and used her wings to pull herself back out.

Midnight was starting to get well used to the strangely filling, and quite arousing feel of the smaller pegasus stuffing her rectum. She trembled in place and spread her own huge, black wings.

"Perfect!" Derpy reached forward with her own wings and grabbed Midnight's, using the limbs to pull herself even deeper into the big, perfect plot. She was on the last lap, Derpy knew, and she wouldn't survive much longer. Relying on her wings for grip, she angled a back-leg up, and used her frog to rub Midnight's vulva. "Buck…" The attention had done what she hoped, and she felt Midnight's trigger pull.

Screaming in incoherent pleasure, Midnight Sparkle shot a fountain of raw magic into the air as she climaxed. She hadn't realized how great the anal sex had been, until Derpy had hit her glistening clitoris with a squeeze of her frog. Clutching her rectal muscles again and again, she ached to milk what she wanted, needed, and required from Derpy.

The unskilled clutching was more than enough for Derpy, and she pulled hard on Midnight's wings, shoving herself as deep into Midnight as she could before her churning balls unloaded. Midnight collapsed under her, and when her free back hoof touched the ground, Derpy let go of one of Midnight's wings to flap enthusiastically.

Awash on a sea of pleasure, the storm of climax still frothed and bubbled the waves of pleasure around Midnight. She could only groan at the feel of Derpy seemingly unloading a small river inside her. She felt hot, full, and sloshy.

"Yeah… you take that all." Derpy covered her snout with her free wing in shock. "Oh, sorry! I mean… did you want to talk dirty?" Midnight nodded slowly. "Good, because I have the rest of the day off, you slutty filly, and I am going to shove this in all your holes."

Midnight almost giggled at the words, and the thought of a mare half her size saying them almost forced the laugh from her throat. But then Derpy adjusted herself and reminded Midnight that the "cute and funny mare" just screwed her until her legs buckled.

Author's Note

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