Celestial Dominion

Celestia flew across the skies over the dragon lands, the scent of sulfur traveling up her nostrils and leaving an unpleasant taste in her mouth.

She had sent Twilight Sparkle and Spike out to discuss a trade deal with the dragons, and she hadn’t heard back from them for a few days. She had gotten worried, especially since Dragon Lord Ember wasn’t answering her letters, either. Taken altogether, it added up to one thing: something bad was happening in dragon territory.

She glided over the volcanic rock, floating in place and covering her mouth with her wing as long as she could to keep the smoke out before she had to unfurl the wing and give it a flap to keep up her glide. She kept searching, not finding anything of interest for awhile, until she noticed the dark-red scales of a dragon she heard a lot about, but not seen much of.

His name was Garble, and he was a bully and a rascal. Not someone Celestia cared for, nor one who was even worthy of her notice under normal circumstances. If anything, she’d send the Royal Guard or the Wonderbolts to give him a stern warning (since that was really all they were good for), but these circumstances weren’t normal.

Celestia floated down, landing a few paces in front of him.

Garble was sucking on a bone like a pacifier, slurping it disgustingly in his mouth while his belly was distended, presumably from whatever poor creature ended up as Garble’s latest meal.

“Garble, I presume,” Celestia said.

Garble’s eyes widened when he saw Celestia walking towards him, with her regal air, and equally regal cleavage. He stood up straight, taking the bone out and dropping it carelessly onto the ground, and slicked the scales on his head back.

“Princess Celestia!” Garble said, clapping his hands. He bowed. “What can I do for you on this fine day, my fellow ruler?”

“Don’t you dare address me as your equal, you cretin,” Celestia snapped. “I’ve come for my student and her assistant. Where are Twilight Sparkle and Spike?”

“I don’t know,” Garble said, picking at his teeth with his pinky. “Then again... they might be closer than you think.” Celestia didn’t notice him pat his belly with satisfaction.

“Enough of this. Where is Lord Ember?”

“Lord Ember?” Garble asked with confusion. “Oh, that Lord Ember! Yeah, she’s not Lord anymore.” Garble gestured behind him, and Celestia was shocked to see the Bloodstone Scepter laying on a rock.

“How did you get that?” Celestia asked.

Garble picked the scepter up, running his claws over it lovingly. “Challenged ex-Lord Ember to a trial by combat, one-on-one. Ancient old dragon law; I’m sure a pony like you wouldn’t understand.”

“Oh, you’d be surprised about what I’d understand,” Celestia huffed.

“Anyway, the point is, I challenged Ember, and she lost, so…” Garble pointed the scepter at himself. “I’m the Dragon Lord now.”

Celestia scoffed. “I cannot believe a ruffian like you could be the Dragon Lord.”

Garble clicked his tongue. “Tsk, tsk, tsk, Celestia. Is that any way to talk to a fellow king?”

“You are not my fellow, let alone a king,” Celestia said. “Surely someone else has challenged you? Will challenge you?”

“Ha! As if,” Garble said, swinging the scepter idly as though it were a croquet mallet. “After what I did to Ember, the other dragons would be fools to challenge me. But if one of them wants to be stupid and get a beating, who am I to complain?”

Celestia stomped her foot. “I challenge you.”

“...What?”

“I challenge you for the scepter and the title of Dragon Lord, Garble. Or have you gone deaf with your own pride?”

Garble laughed. “Ha! No, see, you can’t do that.You’re not a dragon, and only dragons can make a challenge for the title.”

“I think you will find as a ruler, sometimes the laws can change, when they are not working for the people’s best interests,” Celestia said.

Garble scoffed. “Yeah, right.” He passed the scepter from his claws to his tail. “Although… maybe there is something we can do about that.”

Celestia fired up her horn, sending a blast of golden energy at a nearby cliffside and brought down a rockslide.

Like the slimy lizard he was, Garble stuck the scepter between his teeth and skittered away on his four skinny claws. The rocks fell and tumbled, creating a pile of rocks on the path and kicking up a cloud of dust.

Garble coughed. When the dust cleared, he saw Celestia flying, her horn glowing white-hot in intensity and rage, and glaring at him.

He knew he was in trouble.

“There’s no way I can fight you, a Princess with all that power… but what if I wasn’t fighting a princess?”

Garble aimed the scepter at Celestia, and before Celestia could react, a golden beam flew from the scepter and struck her.

She staggered, but didn’t feel any adverse effects… at first.

Her hands ached. Her veins throbbed. She grunted, feeling pain through her body as her neck seemed to stretch. She heard the sound of something ripping through the back of her royal dress, and she dropped to the ground, heat rising from inside her throat as if a fire was burning her stomach.

“W-what?” Celestia asked, her arms laid out on the ground before her. She watched in amazement as the skin on her arms developed cross hatching lines, which soon gave way to scales. Her bones popped as her legs were bent into a curvy shape, not like the straight-forward hooves she’d arrived with. She experimentally brushed a hand over her mouth, feeling how it became a sharp ridged snout, nostrils flaring up as her breathing changed and feeling like sulfur was going through her lungs.

Her hands had become dragon claws, turning from smooth-skinned and dainty to scaly, rough weapons.

Celestia climbed up to her knees, flexing her claws experimentally, trying to come to terms with the changes to her body.

“You…” Celestia said. “What did you do to me?”

“I turned you into a dragon,” Garble answered, walking over to her. “Can’t use your pony magic if you’re not a pony, can you?”

“Undo this at once!” Celestia demanded.

“Let me think about that. No.”

“Garble, I’m warning you!” Celestia got to her feet, wobbling slightly as she adjusted to the arched talons replacing her feet. “If you don’t stop this right now, there’s going to be a war between our nations!”

“You think I’m afraid of a bunch of pink ponies with their friendship?” Garble laughed. “My dragon subjects will burn them to a crisp. And since you’re a dragon, you’re now my subject and have to obey me.”

“I will not!” Celestia inhaled sharply and spat a plume of fire at Garble, but Garble walked right through it, smoke coming off his scales.

Garble tapped the scepter to Celestia’s head and, using it as a lever, forced her onto her knees.

“I said, since you’re a dragon, and all dragons are my subjects, you must obey me.”

“I…” Celestia’s mind became foggy. “Since I’m a dragon, and dragons are your subjects, I must obey you.”

“That’s right,” Garble said, satisfied, lifting the scepter off Celestia’s head. “You have to obey me. And for my first order for you, my new subject…”

Garble reached down and stroked at an area between his thighs. Scales pulled away, slowly uncovering his cock, which responded to his stimulation and hardened up.

“...is to suck,” Garble ordered.

“I… no, absolutely not… I-I won’t… I must… obey my king.” Celestia tried valiantly to resist, but she moved her snout forward and enveloped Garble’s cock inside her mouth.

Celestia bounced her head, the smooth scales of Garble’s cock allowing her to slide her mouth back and forth on his member with virtually no resistance.

“Ooh, yeah, baby,” Garble moaned, his dick twitching. “Faster, come on, faster.”

Celestia did as she was told, working into a rhythm where she was pumping his cock with the speed of a chainsaw, until she lost purchase and her snout slid right off his cock, and for a moment, she became herself again.

“I won’t stand this for this degradation, you—”

Garble tapped the scepter to her head again. “Yes, you will.”

“Yes… I will,” Celestia answered, green spirals beginning to appear in her eyes.

As Garble kept gently pushing the scepter to her head, Celestia closed her lips around his cock again, working to regain her lost rhythm as she sucked him.

“Oh, yeah,” Garble moaned, shivering, his cock giving an appreciative twitch. “Harder, harder!”

Celestia complained, pursing her lips and tightening the grip she held around his tool. If she’d been able to think straight, she’d have taken her teeth and simply have bit it off. But with the scepter pressed to her head, the only thing that she could think of was following her king’s commands to suck.

Garble pistoned his cock into her mouth, going slowly while she went fast, the difference in speeds adding to his pleasure. He took his free claw and began rubbing the base of his length.

“Ooh!” Garble moaned. “Celestia, I’m-I’m going to—aah!”

Garble moaned as his cock let out a steady stream of cum, some spilling out of Celestia’s mouth and onto her face. She, like a good subject, dutifully swallowed his load, a lump appearing in her throat as she guzzled down his seed.

“Good subject, good, good subject,” Garble complimented her as he withdrew his leaky cock from her mouth, watching in gleeful delight as his cum slid down and between the scales on her snout.

Celestia sat there on her knees, hypnotized, a part of her trying to fight back from deep inside her mind, but unable to make any headway. She raised a claw haltingly, as if her body was lagging in response to her brain’s signals, but Garble could tell she was attempting to take a swipe at his knees.

“Oh, Celestia,” Garble said, bonking her on the head again with the scepter, “if you wanted to give me a handjob, why didn’t you just ask?”

Celestia grunted, but she brought her claw over his cock and gripped it, beginning to stroke.

“Remember, Celestia,” Garble said, “I am your king, and it’s an honor to swallow my cum.”

“You are…” Celestia paused, but it was nothing Garble pressing the scepter further into her head couldn’t fix. “You are my king, and it is an honor to swallow your cum.”

“You love to swallow cum, especially mine,” Garble said.

“I love to swallow cum...” Celestia said, “...especially yours.”

“It makes you so happy to have that seed inside your throat,” Garble said.

“Makes me so happy…” Celestia said softly, a smile appearing on her face. Unbidden, she stopped stroking Garble’s tool, and before he could question her on it, stuck her mouth on his shaft and sucked it again.

“Ooh!” Garble moaned. “there you go, good girl. Now, let’s see …” Garble wondered, scratching his chin while Celestia dutifully, obediently tugged at his cock with her mouth. “What else could I do with you?”

Garble’s eyes widened as he was hit with a flash of genius.

“I’ve got a great idea!” Garble said. “Celestia, stop sucking.”

Celestia reluncantly did as she was told. “But… I love your cum. I love to swallow. I want to swallow it.”

“I know, I know,” Garble said, patting her reassuringly on the head. “But I’ve got this great idea. You’ll like it, I’m sure. It involves my cum. Isn’t that good enough for you? Come on, let’s try it.”

“Whatever you say, my king!” Celestia said with a giggle.

Garble walked behind her, examining her backside with a discerning eye.

“Celestia, lift your tail up,”

Celestia raised up her backside, letting Garble get a good look at what he was after: her asshole.

Garble grabbed Celestia’s butt cheeks, then slowly fitted his cock inside her tailhole, wiggling and squirming until he fully made his way inside.

He spread his wings wide and flapped, but he was only able to flutter off the ground for a few seconds with Celestia’s weight bringing him down.

“I know how to fix this,” Garble said. He aimed the scepter at his wings and blasted them with a gold ray. His wings stretched out like canvas fabric unfurling, tripling in width and length. Then he turned on the scepter on Celestia and gave her dragon wings of her own.

“Fly with me, Celestia,” Garble said, taking off, his enhanced wings kicking up clouds of dust from the forceful gales created when he flapped.

Celestia fluttered her wings, in an effort to obey. She yelped as she fell downwards, hanging upside down from Garble like a tacky lantern. The world was stretched out before her for miles to see, but all she could focus on was Garble’s cock in her ass.

She was hanging precariously, with Garble’s cock being the only thing securing her to his body and keeping them together, which Garble fixed by curling his tail around her thighs and wrapping it tight so that even if his cock slid out, Celestia wouldn’t separate from him and plummet to her doom, as she wasn’t used to flying with dragon wings.

“Now, Celestia, are you ready for my cum in your bum?” Garble asked, chuckling at his word play, thinking it was more clever and original than it really was.

“I…” Celestia said, and Garble could tell from the tone in her voice she was about say something disagreeable. He reached over and swept his finger along her mouth, picking up the cum, and stuck his claw into her mouth.

The green colors flashed in Celestia’s eyes, and she sucked the cum off Garble’s finger and went back to being compliant.

“Oh, yes, my king!” Celestia said. “I’m so ready to have you cum inside my ass!”

“Glad to hear it!” Clutching onto her butt cheeks with one hand and holding her tail like a handle with the other, Garble began to pump his cock up and down inside her bum.

To Celestia, it felt amazing. Her ass was so tight, so tense, and feeling Garble’s strong erection fight its way inside was like a massage. It felt like his cock was fighting her ass on being allowed entry, and his cock was winning, pulling in and out of her bum with all his might and girth.

“Oh, yes, yes!” Celestia screamed, swaying lazily back and forth through the air. Leftover cum on her lips began to drip off. “Please cum inside me, King Garble, please! Your loyal subject wants it. I need it. I need to be filled by you!”

“Is that so?” Garble asked, amused. “Do you want it, Celestia? Do you really want it? Do you crave it?”

“Yes, I crave it!” Celestia screamed, infuriated at being denied her reward. Hadn’t she been a good cum-drinking subject for him up until now? Why was he doubting her?

“Well, if you want it that badly—hnn—I’m afraid you’re gonna have to work for it,” Garble answered, trying to rein his cock as he felt a treacherous twitch in his member trying to let out his spunk. He didn’t want to reward her this early in the second round.

“Say no more, my king!” Celestia giggled, and curled the tip of her tail around the portion of his cock that wasn’t going inside her ass. She worked her tail over his shaft, stroking his length, and Garble was more than satisfied with the performance.

“Oh yeah, that’s it. Tighter, Celestia, tighter…”

“As you wish.” Celestia wound her tail around him extra tight. She could feel it throbbing, pulsing, as if it was just on the cusp of orgasm, but Garble kept holding it back, for whatever reason. Why would he try to deny her the reward she craved, and in her humble opinion, deserved?

“My king!” Celestia shouted while working her tail and clenching her ass, doing everything she could think of to squeeze as much cum out of his cock as she could get. “Why do you hold it in? Haven’t I been a good subject?”

“You’ve been a very good subject,” Garble assured her, reaching down and stroking her chin. “I’m holding it in for you. Because you see, by holding back, I’m building pressure, so when I do release it, it’ll be so much better for both of us… like… so!”

Garble grunted, holding Celestia firmly and shoving his cock as far in as it would go. Celestia shivered and moaned as a huge load came out of the head, filling her ass up with more cum than she had thought possible. The load splashed all over her ass cheeks and sliding down her thighs, some of it spilling over and falling to the ground.

Celestia narrowed her eyes as she watched the drops of cum plummet to the rocks, where it would go to waste.

“Must have my king’s cum!” Celestia shouted, swinging towards one of the drops, sticking out her tongue to catch it. She licked her lips, then noticed another drop, and lunged after it.

“Whoa, whoa there!” Garble shouted, reaffirming his grip on Celestia and holding her back. “We’re not done quite yet!” Celestia screamed with pure ecstasy as Garble let out another gush of cum, splashing it all over her and himself, coating his thighs white. How did he have so much cum? Where did he keep it all?

She lost focus on her question as she came a little herself, spilling a clear liquid on a rock and painting the rock’s tip a darker color.

Garble let out a contented sigh. He floated gently to the ground, Celestia still stuck to him.

Once they landed, Celestia splayed out on the ground, panting and exhausted. She didn’t have the strength or the willpower to stick her tongue and lick the cum that had fallen on the ground in right in front of her face. She was finally full… for now.

“Clean yourself up a little, Celestia,” Garble said as he took his cock out with a pop. “We’ve got a special appearance to make.”

Garble began dragging Celestia along, Celestia giggling and twitching, feeling Garble’s cum slide over her body.

“When the—” Garble grunted, finding Celestia surprisingly heavy. “—when the other dragons see that I beat you and turned into my lover, they’ll all submit. Every nation in the world will submit. With your magic and my might combined, no one will ever think to challenge us ever again.”