Quickies

Equestria After Dark Speed Clop Prompt #3: A Pony Swapping Sexes

Well, that had certainly been something.

Twilight Sparkle woozily stood up from the magic circle, and staggered over to the mirror on the wall.

A purple stallion – not unlike her brother – looked back from behind the glass. She smiled.

No, to be exact – he smiled back.

It had all started almost a year ago. Twilight had made a point of looking after Princess Luna, especially after the near-disaster that was her visit to Ponyville on Nightmare Night. Twilight could easily understand Luna’s loneliness and disaffection, and she felt it was her duty to ensure that the Princess of the Night no longer feel the deadening neglect and the bitter sting of jealousy that led to the rise of Nightmare Moon.

It didn’t take long before Twilight’s duty became Twilight’s obsession. Luna was not merely friendly; she blossomed as the trust grew between them. The well-meaning purple unicorn suddenly had someone to talk to about her studies under Celestia, someone to confess her fears of failing her mentor. The midnight-blue alicorn, in turn, finally had a special somepony to whom she could confide her feelings, her joys and fears.

It did not help that Twilight thought Luna perhaps the most beautiful mare she had ever seen. Twilight soon caught herself wondering if those precious moments she spent with the Princess of the Night meant as much to Luna as they did to her. Every book she could find confirmed that this was the first symptom of infatuation.

Then things came to a head. Twilight, wishing no harm, asked Luna what she was up to during the wedding of Princess Cadence and her brother. Luna’s reaction was volcanic, and her trust in Twilight was deep enough that she didn’t hold back.

“THAT SILLY FILLY PRETENDING TO BE ONE OF US!” Lightning crashed. “SHE REFUSES TO ASCEND! SHE REJECTS THE POWER AND THE DUTY TO RULE! ALL TO MARRY THY BROTHER!” A metal-shod hoof stamped the stone floor, and Luna’s voice grew quiet and menacing. “We sometimes ponder whether we should seduce him… he most pleasantly reminds me of thee…”

Twilight was shocked at the time, but a little thought sparked an idea, an idea that became a plan. She would be remiss in her duty to her friend Luna and to Equestria to let the Princess of the Night fall prey to jealousy and turn away from love. Perhaps this was her chance, her chance to show Luna the feelings that had been growing inside all this time.

The research was simple work. The spell was learned and mastered within a week.

Now Twilight Sparkle, now a stallion, waited nervously for the Princess of the Night to come to him, and hoped he was not making a terrible mistake.

Princess Luna fluttered down from the star-strewn sky, smiling cheerfully as she came to the appointed meeting place, and then stopping mid-stride, mouth agape as she saw the transformed Twilight Sparke.

“What… what have you done?”

“Princess, it’s me, Twilight Sparkle!”

“What madness is this? You’re – a stallion…” Her voice trailed off.

Twilight’s baritone voice assumed a tender tone, “Yes, Princess. I studied the Codex of Changes, and learned a transformation spell. I – there are things I have wanted to tell you…”

Twilight’s voice became uncertain, and trailed off. Luna did not look happy, her gaze downcast, her voice whispering, “O, foal!”

In an instant, the Princess’ aspect changed, and she reared up on her back hooves and bellowed, “AND WOULD THOU LOVE US, TWILIGHT SPARKLE?”

Twilight swallowed his pride, and peered at the Princess from beneath his bangs, his face flushing with sudden shame. “Yes,” he whispered.

Princess Luna thrust her chin high and looked away from her friend. Twilight could barely read her expression in the darkness. Was she angry? Was she insulted?

The Moon Princess opened her eyes, now glowing with an inner luminance, and narrowed them as she approached Twilight Sparkle. It was a moment before Twilight saw the wicked little smile, and saw Luna lick her lips. “Would thou tarry with me, dearest Twilight?”

Twilight felt a novel sensation. Something was happening with his loins, a pink tip, slightly damp, protruded from his purple sheath. The awkwardness had been doubled. It was little wonder the pegasi compared the involuntary stiffening of their wings to this unfortunate quirk of male anatomy. Twilight tried to think about something, anything else than the growing stiffness.

Luna’s gaze went exactly where Twilight feared it would, and she tittered behind a hoof. “O, my dear – art thou happy to see me?”

Twilight Sparkle felt the blood rushing from her brain. Luna winked and whispered in his ear, “Methinks we should retire to our bedchambers…”

It took a moment for it to sink in that Twilight should join her.

Luna’s boudoir was a vault of black, hung with twinkling points of light. The illumination was ghostly, and Twilight could hardly believe how quickly Luna was able to remove her royal raiment. The strange, dreamlike feeling of laying on Luna’s gigantic bed was only strengthened as a Luna pranced, pirouetted, and then pounced onto the mattress, her eyes glowing softy in a way Twilight had never seen before.

Twilight’s unfamiliar genitalia seemed to be having a ball. Was goop supposed to just leak out of the end like that? And the throbbing was so terribly distracting, and how do stallions not knock it into things when it’s stiff like that?

And… why was watching and feeling Princess Luna eagerly slurping the translucent liquid making it throb even harder?

Luna gave Twilight a sly look, turned away, raised her haunches, and lifted her ethereal tail. Her pink slit shone like a moist nebula in the almost black midnight-blue patch of coat surrounding her flanks and rump, and a foot-long throbbing animal instinct bade Twilight to mount her.

Twilight had wanted to enter Luna slowly, but that damned cock and the Princess had other plans. The sensation of Luna encompassing its entire length, inside a pussy that had very obviously needed attention for some time now, bidding Twilight with gentle bumps to fuck her, harder and faster.

A sensation of pressure built up inside Twilight’s large purple testicles. “Oh no, no no not so quick…”

Thinking quickly, Twilight Sparkle pulled out of Luna’s delicious warmth, and nature took its course. Gout after gout of semen spurted all over the Princess of the Night’s tail, her haunches, her flanks – even her wings. Blushing, Twilight watched in horror as Luna’s night sky body gained a messy, musky new Milky Way.

“I… I’m sorry… you felt so good…”

Luna laughed. She was the playful Princess Twilight had come to know and then love.

“Oh, dear. It’s been many a year ‘ere I must train some over-eager colt in the arts of love.”

The Princess smiled sweetly. “’Tis a sweet memory. Come, lay with me… with your vigor and eagerness, you should stand ready again soon…”

It was true, too. Now that the strange feelings awakened by the erection had passed, Twilight could return to more familiar ground. Pleasuring a mare – and especially the Princess she had lusted after – was happy and gratifying work. The first stirrings of a returning stiffness came as Twilight licked the Princess’s hot little pink pearl, making her pant for breath. Luna’s magical touch on the growing shaft brought back happy memories of that one russet pony Twilight used to play “fountains” with – she would make him lay on his back, and laugh as his seed splattered on his face. He never seemed to mind.

Their second try was far more satisfying for both of them. Twilight was frustrated to be so lacking in endurance, but the eager licking had brought Luna very near the edge. The Princess’ moans brought on another, smaller paroxysm of squirting, now gratifyingly deep inside her. “Aye, valiant stallion, let us milk you dry…”

They lay in bed, together, and Luna held Twilight close with a wing.

Luna glanced at Twilight’s muscular, round purple buttocks, and gave them a playful slap. “I daresay as a stallion, thou could find many a stallion to show thee unknown pleasures.”

“’Tis short-sighted of me to be so blinkered in my tastes. Forever is a very long time, and I would gladly love thee as a mare, dearest Twilight.”