My Little Anthro: Shadowing Harmony
In the depths of Everfree Forest something stirs, a darkness left not long ago by the Elements of Harmony, a Shadow of Nightmare is present within and it seeks vengeance one of humiliation and pain, something that would sate its hunger and now it’s found a host. The Mane Six beware, the return of Nightmare…
Let’s see, there’s bound to be bondage, corruption, sex, latex (don’t ask), anthro, and explicit scenes of humiliation… should I add anything else into that description?
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It was night time in the lands of Equestria, the land of the ponies. It had been over one thousand years of peace and harmony but something stirs in the darkness of the night, over a year ago there came a threat that had once been thought to be myth, Nightmare Moon, an entity of immense power and darkness, she was the spark of a dark fire that burned within the sister ruler of Equestria Princess Luna. One thousand years ago the princess was defeated and banished with the entity that had surfaced within her and waited to make her return.
The sister to Luna, Princess Celestia, who had wielded the power known as the Elements of Harmony began to devise a plan, an intricate trap that could bring the end of Nightmare and free her sister. The magic that was once contained in the Elements could no longer be of use to Celestia as her magic had been rejected when she had lost the one friend she ever had, Luna, Celestia was devastated, but she persevered to find an answer and hopefully have her sister back.
After a thousand years the trap was sprung on the celebration of the thousandth year of Equestria’s peace and harmony, Nightmare was challenged by the new Elements of Harmony, they defeated her at the old castle of Everfree and saved Luna. These new elements had done what was needed for the future, and Celestia ever grateful heralded them as heroes, Equestria rejoiced at the end of Nightmare Moon and welcomed back their lost ruler, at least in time.
But sadly there was a lesson to be remembered for those who forget, nothing can be destroyed by the Elements of Harmony, only reversed. For the ponies of Equestria, a shadow returns, one that would have its vengeance upon those who wronged it…
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Thunderstorms rolled in that night, everpony was heading in to their homes and those who braved the storms scarcely made any long trips, the freezing cold temperatures, heavy rain, heavy winds was no place for a pony. Sadly not everyone could afford shelter, not far away in the depths of the Everfree Forest a pony of such fortune was unlucky to have ended up in such a predicament.
Her trailer was a motley collection of recycled pieces of other wooden trailers that she had scavenged from across Equestria’s rural regions. She had a cape, long coat, shorts, blouse, and a pair of worn knee high boots and a hat all in a shoddy condition as her mobile home; she trudged onwards through the rain that endlessly bucketed down on her head, her miseries were never at an end, but then again, this was to her the fault of one purple mare…
The cyan blue mare couldn’t help but wonder when she’d ever get her vengeance, but remembered the rather arduous road ahead, she huffed at the trip ahead and sighed. She trudged onwards ever so slowly. She couldn’t afford to use magic at this point in time as her body would probably give out, not to mention her old home had enchantments made for it to be capable of use with magic, so that was rather an unwise decision to use magic on something that wasn’t made for magic.
But carrying this damn trailer was an effort alright, one effort she didn’t want to burden any longer, her enhanced magical strength was wearing thin and she was going to have to break sooner or later. She had to consider where she was going to stop, she was rather unwelcoming of the idea of stopping in the forest, but at the rate she was going at, she would ultimately have no choice in that matter.
As she continued to trudge, the mare thought back at her glory days, making ponies regret messing with, The Great and Powerful Trixie! A crash of lighting brought her out of her trance as she watched a tree fall down ahead of her, she cursed her luck, that tree was a 60ft red oak, she mumbled a multitude of angry curses as she approached the site, her trailer couldn’t go over and she couldn’t move the tree, it was as if an angry spirit had decided to force her to stay around.
She knew that this was the end of her rope, she needed to get to shelter, and her trailer was out of the question because of the flimsy structure, it also had a number of leaks and the bed inside was just a mat, she’d rather sleep on warm dirt than that old rug. She looked for breaks in the road, anywhere that lead to a possible alternative course; she eventually found one small break she had walked by, it was as if it had appeared by magic, a road that was clear that headed directly around this mess, she knew that it would probably take a while longer, but using the current road was out of the question.
She huddled the trailer harness and pulled around, her boots didn’t sink into the heavy mud after half an hour, it seemed that the pathway that headed around seemed to be built on old roadwork, which made her wonder if she should be on the lookout for abandoned houses, they were a common sight when old Equestrian historians came around, a lot of old records of houses left behind after the old kingdom.
She was doubtful she’d run into any standing buildings, but one with a more solid roof would do for the night, she continued on the pathway and found no such buildings just more broken road, one broken lamp post and a cobblestone wall. She walked further down until she reached a bend and a fallen signpost, it had a sign with a strange marking on it, she couldn’t make it out, but it was probably a building nearby or a landmark.
She didn’t need to walk much further until she confirmed her meagre expectation, there was a solid building ahead, it didn’t look like much anymore, but it was enough for her, there was a bridge to be crossed, it looked definitely worn out, lack of any maintenance and reconstruction. She passed over the old stone bridge carefully navigating her trailer behind her, more than once she saw some rocks fall down into the deep chasm below.
Now that she thought about it, this place was familiar; she might have read about it back in school. The old castle of the princesses, the chasm below was the result of an immense magical outburst that shattered the river that was once running around the castle, of course no one knows how deep that chasm goes, but Trixie had no intention to find out.
Getting to the other side she found herself in a rather dry, she just noticed that the area was dry, the clouds were still there and rumbling, but the rain was falling on the other side of the bridge. She sensed around and felt a nudge of magic, it was probably an old enchantment made for the castle she was thankful for small miracles.
She looked around the abandoned castle looking for a place to park her caravan; she found a large pair of doors that lead into the rear courtyard. It seemed she had entered via the south western bridge into the castle. She pushed the doors open and found herself surrounded by overgrown shrubs and bushels of wild fire roses, she looked for something edible, the garden might have something rather than just decorative pot plants.
She spotted the nearest bushel of sweet lily dew flowers, she pulled her caravan as close as she could and then pulled off her harness and walked over to bushel, she plucked a few of the berries on the flower and tasted a couple, they were just like the market ones, tasting ripe she had a whole handful and took them back to her trailer.
No longer in the rain she could finally get some rest inside the trailer, she didn’t like the thought about sleeping outside especially here in Everfree Forest, even if she was in the range of the castle, it was well known that other things could get a mare, and she remembered stories of the stone wolves and their pillaging of Equestrian towns, and the tales of the Shadows once thought to have haunted the forests corrupting ponies with vile lust driven madness.
Of course the tales were old ones, the stone wolves were extinguished millennia ago by the great Arcadian Empire when King Solaris waged a massive war against all threats presented to his empire, and the same went for the Shadows, they were obliterated in the last great war that ended them, there was almost very few threats left, aside from the neighbouring empires and kingdoms and the odd event that took place here and there.
Trixie wondering about the world’s past and Equestria’s history made her wish she was a travelling historian, that would have been so much easier on her, but then again, she liked the spotlight she’d ended up getting into some serious trouble if she was ever caught out on making a fool of herself in the historical department. She regretted thinking about that and tried to get to sleep, but for her sleep was the last thing she should have had on her mind.
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For Trixie, she never knew of the dangers present at the castle, or the ever watching shadow above looking for an unwitting victim to come along and play. Nothing is ever destroyed truly by a tool of peace, and Nightmare truly loved that loophole, ever since she was bound here she waited for a fool to come along, to play games…
She dipped from her lookout over the castle and found the prey she was looking for, a poor worn mare who had blindly stumbled into the castle grounds looking for shelter from the miserable rain, sadly for her the rain was going to be the last thing she had to worry about. As that mare slept deeply her dreams swelled around her, such delicious thoughts for the Nightmare, a prey with magical essence she could use, this hatched her plan, the plan to take her vengeance.
She arrived at the trailer parked in the courtyard, the old soggy wood was coming apart in some sections, she could see holes in the sides and a small cluster of seeping cracks in the roof, and she decided to take the quiet way in. The shadow melted into the holes and seeped into the trailer, the ghastly spectre was soon standing over the sleeping mare, her pale mane matted and worn, and her clothes in less than hygienic standard.
Nightmare snickered, such a pitiful woman, her riches taken and her life poor. She reached down to her neck, carefully smoothing her gaseous hand over her neck to her face; she felt the magic slowly returning to this mare. She had some talents, she could sense them, she was a show mare, an entertainer with an ego as large as the moon, and she had a vengeance one that was directed at the same mare that had stolen her from her former victim.
Nightmare decided it was time, it was now or never, she’d never get another opportunity not to mention since her form was still only an essence she had little energy left, if this mare fought back she’d possibly win and send her deeper into the castle, it had taken a year to accumulate her power and she wouldn’t waste such a chance.
She focused her form and entered through the cyan mare’s mind, her energy seeping into the depths of her prey’s, it was a simple subversion of the mind, but she had to be careful no mistake could be made to alert the mare to her presence, she had to twist her mind to serve her, and she knew just how to do it.
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Victory was a wonderful feeling, especially if it was mixed with vengeance, Trixie stood over the beaten form of the purple magician, Twilight Sparkle. Her clothes were torn in a rather sadistic fashion; Trixie had caught the mare at her home and challenged her to a magical duel. She used her new found magical strength and unleashed it upon the upstart that had costed her career, and her home. Now she’d do the same, she began to rip down the walls of the library, books fell to the ground, she knocked over the tables and after satisfying her thirst for carnage she dragged her prey to the bedroom pulling down anything else along the way.
She had her planned vengeance, to humiliate and subjugate her rival and then publically humiliate her just like she did to Trixie! She found the bedroom with that silly little dragon assistant of Twilight’s, she magically chained him to the table nearby.
The dragon yelled out. “You won’t get away with this Trixie, when the princesses hear about this you’ll regret it!”
“Oh shush now you silly little boy and witness the fall of Twilight Sparkle, heck why don’t you take pictures?” She said cruelly. She magically brought up her own camera and stuck it to the hands of the young drake and made him look through the camera, magic wasn’t meant to have a major effect on dragons, but this young boy still hadn't grown out of his early years, it was easy enough to manipulate him externally.
Spike could only watch helplessly as his hands grasped the camera and began to track the couple as they climbed into bed, or more specifically, Trixie grabbed the paralysed mare and tossed her into bed and climbed onto her. Trixie made sure to get Twilight’s face on line with hers as she made the young drake take a picture, she had to make sure to everyone that she had done this.
“Now my little slaves, how should I do this?” Trixie asked as she carefully parted Twilight’s ruffled hair.
“How about you let me go?” She replied furiously.
Twilight looked at her defiantly at Trixie, she looked like she would have spit in her face, but that didn’t seem like Twilight, then again she hadn't had more than one or two occasions to meet the young mare, where she had this character was beyond her. Trixie acted like she was thinking and replied to the mare with a gleeful.
“No.”
She then magically shut the mouth of the mare, Trixie decided to make this as humiliating as possible, using her magic she forced the mare to stick her plot into the air and face her forwards into the bed. Trixie then began to run her hands along the flank of Twilight. She poked through the holes of her torn single piece form fitting magician’s clothes, jabbing occasionally at exposed flesh near her thighs and flank, Trixie carefully tore away at the sections of Twilight’s bottom piece until she cut out a rather nice looking love heart that exposed her underwear and her generous plot.
“Say cheese.” She teased as she brought the dragon around with the camera and snapped another picture of the humiliating sight.
Twilight muffled something but Trixie couldn’t hear any of it as she focused further on the rest of Twilight’s body. Flipping her around again, her had Twilight facing her this time, sitting on her knees upright, Trixie moved Twilight’s hands behind her back and began to stimulate at the next sensitive area, her breasts.
Trixie wasted no time groping the breasts of the mare. Twilight audibly tried to shout and protest, but she flushed red after a whole minute of Trixie rubbing the generous sized cups together in circular motion, Twilight looked at Trixie defiantly as she could, but after a while she was flushed hot enough that Trixie could feel the heat. She was ready.
“My my, aren’t we getting ahead of ourselves?” She asked snidely.
Trixie drew her hands down and stopped teasing Twilight’s breasts; she moved her hands to her exposed stomach, the single piece clothing wasn’t entirely covered providing a rather obvious open spot around the belly. Trixie rubbed Twilights sides and ran her hands up and down in a teasing motion, Twilight was shivering at the feeling of Trixie’s hands, and the fact that she was so stimulated by Trixie’s hands around her breasts and now receiving no attention, it was frustrating her ever more.
Trixie waited for Twilight to shudder more and then she decided to go back up, but not to rubbing her breasts, no this time she pulled around her breasts and peeled away at the clothes that Twilight was wearing, the skin tight single piece pulled upwards like a second layer of skin, it was still hanging tight ever as Trixie lifted it up to reveal Twilight’s bra.
“Oh such a nice pair.” She admired and then smiled sensuously as she began to rub her hands over the bra.
Twilight looked on now with fewer objections to what Trixie was doing, she couldn’t help it anymore; Trixie was draining her strength away with her stimulating motions, it felt too good. Trixie smiled as she took another picture of the pair as she prepared to strip away at the dignity of Twilight Sparkle, this was going to be her vengeance, and she pulled down her bra and savoured the sight before her.
The purple mare’s breasts peeked out and filled her chest; they were large enough to make even her a little envious, her nipples perked out, areolas pink seemed to make Trixie’s mouth water, she wanted to just start sucking on them, but she knew better, she wanted her to feel the need for Trixie, she wanted her to beg.
Trixie began carefully running her hands over Twilight’s breasts, her fingers running around her nipples and carefully sending magical stimuli through her finger tips to further Twilight’s sensitivity. The mare began to pant her mouth drooling, she shuffled around trying to squirm away from Trixie, but to no avail.
Trixie teased Twilight’s nipples and then grabbed her breasts before beginning to squeeze them.
“My oh my, you could pump a bit of milk from these, I wondered why you wore such tight clothes, but now I understand, they bring out you ‘shape’.” She smiled continuing to rub the bare flesh.
Trixie waited until Twilight began to fall under the rhythm of her massage until she decided to remind her of what she was doing, she then abruptly pinched Twilight’s breasts, the sudden jab of pain caught the mare off guard, but most of all it made Twilight suddenly spasm between her thighs.
“Oh you dirty girl, you like this don’t you?” She teased the mare as she looked at the damp patch under the mare.
Twilight flushed red again, but she didn’t try to say anything her mind was still occupied with Trixie’s stimulation of her nipples.
“Well looks like you’ll be cleaning that one up.” Trixie shot at Spike still magically chained.
The young drake was also having his own private time watching, he looked about right to pop his dragon member, Trixie laughed at the thought of forcing the two onto each other just for the further humiliation, but she had priorities, and her own came first. She began to suckle the nipples on Twilight’s breasts and forced her down onto to bed prone.
“Mmmh, this taste so sweet.” She cooed as she said in between her suckling.
Twilight’s breasts really did taste wonderful, like those berries she had, she wondered why. But she didn’t dwindle on the melancholy feeling, and continued to suckle on the breasts like a hungry filly, Twilight was twitching with more spasms as Trixie continued suckling. She then decided to surprise Twilight with a little bit more, one hand reached down the prone mare between her thighs.
Twilight still occupied by the feelings of Trixie’s suckling had her eyes closed feeling the motions of Trixie’s mouth dominating her. And then she cracked her eyes open in reflex as she felt something reach in between her legs, it took a moment to realise that something was moving in her delicate flower, Trixie’s fingers were busy alright.
Trixie paused and laughed.
“So how does it feel?”
Twilight was too engrossed with her nether being stimulated by Trixie, she could only moan, Trixie didn’t care anymore, and she wanted to wrap this up. She released Twilight’s magical restraints and pulled her fingers from Twilight and let the mare lie on the bed. Twilight looked up at Trixie realising she was free, but she was too hot, she felt too good.
“So what do you want to do slave?” Trixie asked licking off Twilight’s sweet nectar from her fingers.
Twilight was unsure, her mind wanted to just submit her whole body wanted to allow the show mare to bond with her as much as she could, but the smallest bit of her wanted to pummel the mare. Trixie could see it in Twilight.
“If you want more… you beg for it.” She snidely informed the mare.
Trixie’s dare elicited a glare from Twilight, but it didn’t last long, she stuttered out her response.
“P-Please I want you… to buck m-me.”
“Buck me what?” She asked.
“M-Mistress, buck me...” She recomposed.
Trixie inwardly celebrated her triumph; she had finally broken the damn mare, now she could really get to celebrating. She began to strip down her own clothes and let Twilight watch with a watering mouth, Trixie had curves in all the right places. Her breasts were sizable, not as rounded as Twilight’s but still impressive, she hadn't worn any bra, her shoulders tended to chafe with bras.
She dropped her corset next to her as she began to remove her tight shorts, meanwhile Twilight tried to reach for Trixie, she was disappointed as Trixie knocked her hand back and said.
“Not yet slave.”
Trixie rolled off her tight shorts making sure not to pull her knee high stockings off, her glimmering blue skin made the light around her form glisten, she had been saving up her own sexual tension for a while now and she could release it now. Her sex was clearly shown in front of Twilight; Twilight’s response was to simply stare at its deep blue lips.
“You have no idea, how long I’ve been waiting for this.” She cooed.
She went on all fours and climbed carefully over to Twilight, they came face to face, Trixie could see the whites of Twilight’s beautiful purple eyes, they glimmered with magic a magic she wanted to feast on, and Twilight could see Trixie’s eyes clear blue aura with lust in her eyes thirsting for more. In a slow motion Trixie kissed Twilight her tongue entering Twilight’s mouth and caressing it.
They held the kiss as they began to lie down, Trixie on top of Twilight, she groped her breasts this time arousing a more elicit moan loud enough to break their kiss, but that didn’t stop Trixie from continuing her molestation, she roused more around Twilight’s breasts by suckling them again, but she did it with her fingers gingerly playing with Twilight’s aroused sex.
Twilight couldn’t hold herself from climaxing again; she grasped the sheets around her as she orgasmed. Trixie was enjoying this thoroughly she could finally finish off Twilight and use her to get rid of those other neigh-sayers about mocking her, she’d have her vengeance soon enough, but as her dream come true progressed with their constant sex, Trixie felt as if she was forgetting something.
There was a heavy thump at the doors below, and a shuffling of feet and heavy footfalls, Trixie only realised she had spent nearly 3 hours breaking Twilight and maintaining the outside magical spell barriers not to mention holding that dragon in place, she depleted her magic. “CRASH” The doors to the room burst open with a pink ball of energy ripping through.
“Ha, I told you my hair was indestructible!” The pink mare called out popping back up comically into shape.
“Amazing that your head couldn’t do the same.” A white unicorn mare commented entering right after with a whole band of ponies.
In moments Trixie was surrounded by dozens of angry ponies, not to mention some royal guards.
“Ha got you now you wretched filly fooling con mare!” A stallion in deep blue uniform stated, he had a badge with the equestrian police department.
Trixie tried to put her hands up but before she could a cyan and rainbow blur tackled her to the ground on the other side of the bed.
“Not again, you fooled us once before, you ain’t trying that trick again!” The rainbow haired Pegasus claimed proudly before she kneed Trixie’s back.
“Twilight, are you okay?” Rarity asked carefully covering her in the soaked blanket.
“So much warmth!” She giggled.
“Oh my, she’s delusional!” Rarity panicked.
“Drugging Twilight to rape her eh, I guess that settles it then!” The officer colt stated.
But before it was over, there was a large parting from the stairs as the form of the pastel princess entered.
“I received the message from you Spike, thank you for alerting us to the crime.”
Spike the dragon was busy recovering from his ordeal by jumping into the nearby bedroom bathroom and shouting out a haphazard response.
“Umm, yes I’m really… relieved.”
The princess turned her attention to Trixie still bare naked pinned to the cold ground.
“Trixie Lulamoon, you have committed a terrible crime against another pony, and possibly threatening to unbalance all of harmony within Equestria, you shall be punished severely, you are to service the public for one thousand hours!”
“Wait, how is that a serious punishment?” Rainbow Dash perplexed.
“I said to service the public, not public service.” Celestia smiled cruelly.
Everyone suddenly got the idea. Trixie didn’t like the sound of it at all, and she wasn’t going to like the punishment, it was only when they began that she wished she was thrown into a dungeon. Her dreams of vengeance came crashing down, tied outside near town centre she was left in a stockade naked, only being fed or released every so often, her body was being put to use alright, ponies humiliated her and bucked her, and it was a sickening feeling.
Why had suddenly her plans for revenge end up like this, and in the back of her mind she knew of one thing, she was powerless, she was a mangy little runt who managed to scrape a living off of cheap tricks and silly gimmicks never having true magic to pull her through, she needed more power, but where could she get it?
The vivid feeling of this place began to blur as she heard a voice from the shadows of her mind.
“I can give you power…”
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Trixie felt the night cool air filter through the cracks in her trailer, she felt tired somewhat, but she heard that voice. An echo a chilled call from nothing, she felt scared for a moment looking around in the dark for the voice, she honestly thought that it was here, but couldn’t be right, and there was no one in her trailer.
But that voice.
“I can give you what you desire.”
Her paranoia would have halted her in her tracks before she decided to get up, but no, her thirst for power, all of her dreams of coming back with more power to recover her title her role as the mare of magic in Equestria and she’d have a means to back her claim. She needed that voice, that siren’s song, so she followed it closely.
She peeked her head out of her trailer, it seemed as though the storm had stopped out in the forest, and it was still dark as night and the moon wasn’t coming through but she had a fair idea of where to go from here. Into the castle, two massive oak doors held firm in front of her, but she mustered whatever strength she could and heaved them open.
“I have what you wish for…” The voice continued to echo.
She followed the old abandoned corridors and hallways to the source of this noise, as she got closer the voice’s strength grew, her desires driving her to seek out what she wanted, she needed to have it. She needed to become powerful she was the Great and Powerful Trixie and she’d have that power to prove it.
She smelled the cool air, it was beginning to wither away as she approached the centre of this source, and she arrived at an intersection branching off into two directions which lead upwards in two different staircases, she took the left one and headed upwards. Upon reaching the top she found the doors to the room open, but the door was concealed by a long fallen flag.
She entered into the room, it was a cavernous place, the ceiling was still somewhat intact, aside from some holes, and there were glass windows tinted with mosaics that had all been forgotten, their former shapes worn out and jutting out. Some windows had been broken altogether from years of negligence.
She stepped into this cavernous room and noticed one large platform sitting nearby; it was sitting in the middle of a circular chamber surrounded by windows. The magic that was calling her was strongest here, the voice.
“I can become what you need.”
She stepped forwards to the platform, the energy accumulated nearby, wisps of magic fissures flowing around her, it felt as if a massive magical surge had come through here, something like the Elements of Harmony, wait how did she know that?
“Because I taught you, your subconscious allowed me to enter with such ease.” The voice stated soothingly as if taunting her.
“Who are you?” Trixie asked the voice.
“I am what ponies desire to be, power, wealth, magic, strength, I am what the individual desires, and yours happen to be the most powerful, alluring of all ponies, you want to all of it.” The voice replied her voice echoing off the walls around her with the last few words repeating in the hollow halls.
“And what do you suggest I do to gain this power?” She called out eying her surroundings.
“Join me, and you’ll have all the magic you want, and help me get vengeance on those who wronged me, and you, and together we shall rule this world. All shall love and adore you, and all shall bow to your every whim, join me and you shall receive!” This voice tempted her.
Trixie couldn’t help but feel the need to have that power, even though her deepest feelings of dread as to what she was doing was telling her to back away while she could, but it played on her need for vengeance, the only true chance to take it out on the fools who did all of this to her. She wanted that power.
“Very well, how do you suggest you help the Great and Powerful Trixie?”
“Let me join you on the platform, focus your magic, and seek me out within these hollow halls, and then when I have gathered enough power with yours we shall join, and you will have all the power you need.” The voice answered her.
Trixie stepped forwards unto the platform and began to summon her energy, she felt her magical aura expanding, it was channelling itself around her, but also drawing in something else, the faint stream of external magic flowed through her own, and she could tell it was getting stronger as she continued. She didn’t pause for anything she continued accumulating more and more of this strange power, it made her feel powerful invincible, it felt good to be powerful again.
After an hour of her own magic flowing though the hall, she started drawing in the magic of something deeper, it made her wonder if this was a good thing, but she couldn’t tell as her mind soon began to mire itself in strange feelings. It was then a heavy surge of magic hit her, she tried to regulate it, but the magic was too much, she only realised that she had drawn in enough magic from this external source that it shrouded her own magical aura.
“Gotcha…” A voice shouted through her mind.
In a horrified moment, Trixie the great and powerful was lifted up and consumed by a shockwave of energy, it ruptured the roof above her and ripped the skies open above the castle, the moon shone through it illuminated brightly as the magic continued to surge into the night. After what seemed like ages, the mare that had been standing in the castle fell to her feet and bowed her head as the moon shone above, but this was not Trixie.
She opened her now black and crystal blue eyes.
“It feels good to be back…” A mad cackling shortly followed as she yelled.
“The eternal night returns for I am Nightmare Illusion, the Deceiver!”
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Well hope you all enjoy the first steps into this somewhat exciting adventure, more clop and plot action with anthros coming your way soon, this isn't the only fic that’ll turn into corruption, and don’t take it the wrong way. I use fics like these to practice my writing skills.
Oh another idea had come along: My Little Anthro: The Aurora Chronicles!
Celestia has been corrupted; her magic unleased upon the innocents of Equestria, the Elements of Harmony must now challenge the twisted ruler, Empress Corona Cascade! But they might need help, but from where? Well they’ll have to take one heck of an adventure to solve this one out.
This was a written off idea, it was supposed to come with Starswirl of Solaris, but was cancelled.
MLP: The Nexus Divide!
Spike and the CMC arrive at Everfree Fortress in the aftermath of the Shadow Wars, it has been over a year since Solis had perished helping the Elements of Harmony return peace to Equestria and summoning the Trinity of Destiny to purge the Shadows, but another adventure awaits for the group, the elements of Harmony have been sucked into the Nexus a gateway into the multi-verse and now they have to find the remanets of Harmony and get back with the mane six home.
Also there’s another fic I’ve been having trouble deciding.
Corruption of Harmony, a Corruption of Champions based idea- not directly following the same thing.
I wanted to create a written adventure of an OC based on what you guys wanted, or an OOC, the anthro world of Equestria expanded beyond normal with plenty of things like combat and game factors, story made by me, the world made by me, but everything else decided by the readers to choose actions, like Paragon and Renegade, you know sort of like a mix of genres.
CH2
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Let It Rain…
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In the depths of Everfree Forest, at the ruined castle of the princesses an aura of dread surrounded the area, permeating the air with a cold chill, the forest nearby had gone dead silent, not even the chirps of crickets or the night crawling insects, animals seemed to have had magically vanished into the night itself. Nothing wished to be in presence of the foreboding ruin, especially when the silence is broken.
“HAHAHAHA!!! I LIVE! I LIVE…” A roar of insane laughter and joy erupted from the depths of the castle.
In the grand chamber a familiar cyan female stood alone smiling in euphoria, her body still a mess, her hat crumpled, her hair a mess, her clothes still in worn tatters, she should have been miserable, yet here she was, laughing in insane euphoria at what she had become. She raised her hands in front of her face to touch her flesh; she had almost forgotten what a body felt like since she was ripped from Luna’s body.
She caressed her own flesh testing it for flaw, she found everything suitable.
“Hmm, adequate, enough for me to enact my vengeance…” She smiled as she thought about all the things she was going to do to those mares who took her from her rightful place as the ruler of this world.
Trixie no longer, Nightmare Illusion, or Deceiver as she liked to think of herself began to breathe deeply feeling the magic of this new shell rejuvenate her exhausted energy, once she had completed her restoration she’d prepare to move against the Mane Six. Those mares had to pay for what they did to her, and she knew exactly how to do it, she planned to kill two birds with one stone.
To her Trixie was merely a tool, a battery to feed from until she could find a better body. And of course having to deal with the Mane Six she needed this body, but she knew something that could break those six and get her a body more powerful at the same time, this plan would eliminate so many problems so easily.
She strolled across the chamber and saw what she needed; she was to make the perfect bait. Heading down the flight of stairs through the abandoned corridors she backtracked through her former home, she was looking for the old storage rooms; she knew that there would still be plenty of things that she could use, not to mention tools that she intended to use.
As she wandered to the lower levels of the abandoned castle, Nightmare took note of all of the fallen masonry and limestone, she would need to fix all of this once she was finished magically recharging her magic. She couldn’t make her trap convincing without flashing some sort of overused cliché visual aid, and also making it look convincing was more or less to the point, drawing the mane six into the labyrinth of Everfree Castle was the primary goal.
She had to bypass over a dozen fallen sections of masonry and rubble until she reached the storage room down in the depths of the castle, why anyone would put the room here is what confused her. The old iron lock clicked open at her command; she swung the door open to find that the room was still here, thankful for small miracles, she began to plunder all that was left behind.
“Hmm plenty of my soaps are still here; I’ll need a bath for this pitiful wreck.” She muttered to herself.
Somewhere in the depths of her mind, Trixie resented that statement. Nightmare picked out a few cotton towels; they looked like they’d need some dusting off though. She continued scavenging more things from the room, a broom, buckets, a pair of sheers and a comb, an old cutler’s knife, preserved foods to which she had no idea what exactly was inside, some spare pieces of metal and a forging hammer, art supplies, canvas sheets, some candles, and a pair of bathing gowns.
Nightmare then turned to the pile only realising she had overburdened herself, there was no way she could move all of it by carrying it. She then thought to herself of how she was going to approach it and decided. “Buck it I’ll teleport it.” She muttered before summoning her magic reserves.
She knew it was going to tax the mare she was currently possessing but it was better than trying to physically lift all of this with her body, she wasn’t that strong. Sure Trixie carried her trailer with her wherever she went, but she used magic to supplement for lack of strength, so it was rather obvious the mare lacked physical durability.
And also Nightmare was lazy, if anything she wouldn’t have been as bothered to lift all of this anyway, she had servants armies to cater to her needs, every need. She reminisced, thinking about all of her wonderful Night Watch and Void Stalkers, they terrorized all of those who opposed her and brought them to her on their knees begging for mercy or pity. And then she raped them brutally with her magic, either physically or mentally, it was so much fun.
She snapped out of her ‘daydream’ and got back to work, she hated doing this by herself, but she had to start from scratch. She magically enveloped herself and the objects she had collected, and in a flash she was relocated to the main chamber, she did make the mistake of teleporting 1 foot too high and everything cluttered to the ground in a resounding crash.
“Bucking hell.” She muttered checking if everything was still intact.
Once she secured all of her new belongings she got to work, magic was something she shouldn’t have been using, but as aforementioned she was lazy. She brought out the candles first and lit them in unison before spreading them across the large room; she didn’t need to notice how hard it was to see in the dark. She then brought out the large canvas pieces and covered the ground where she planned to make her home, the castle technically was her home, but she was going to do some redecorating.
She put all of the things she still had and left them in one corner, she still had something else to get, and that was her ‘old home’. She teleported away once more and landed exactly inside of the trailer, Trixie’s mouldy little home was needed for this, she teleported the trailer inside the chamber with her.
Landing back inside Nightmare got to work, she pulled out all of Trixie’s belongings and began to rip the trailer to shreds. She had some mental protest from Trixie over her home now being torn apart again, but after Nightmare shouted at the mare’s subconscious she went silent. Nightmare continued, she broke the axles off and cracked the house into two dozen smaller pieces before she began to recreate them, before she knew it there was a table, a bed frame, chair, and a pair of cabinets and one wooden bathtub with scrap metal bottom.
‘This shall do.’ She thought to herself.
She summoned up magic and focused on the holes above her, she could see the dark clouds still above her, and she concentrated on the densest cloud and brought it down to her. The cloud arrived thick and soggy; she put her hand into it and squeezed out the water. It filled her bathtub in moments, but before she finished she used a small spark of her magic to start a lightning storm, the energy arced to the metal base of the wooden tub and in moments it was glowing hot.
She released the cloud and it dispersed. Looking at the water, Nightmare had to wait a little while before she was capable of taking a dip; while the tub heated she turned her attention to other matters. The pile of thing she needed to sort, she pulled out all of the food and magically sorted them in a haphazard fashion in the cabinets, and then got to work on her food, she was feeling famished. Trixie didn’t tend to eat much since her disastrous failure.
Using Trixie’s metal stove, she began to sort through what she wanted to eat, picking through all the goods that had been preserved by magic over the years. She found a few jars of pickled peaches and a serving of zap apples; it had been a very long time since she had zap apples. The Everfree Kingdom had the best zap apples in the world, and no one could disprove it.
She got one of the pots and then filled it with the concoction of fruits and decided to let it simmer for a while. She turned back to the steaming bathtub and tested the water, it was comfortable for the unicorn’s body, at least that what she managed to get from touching the steaming water, Trixie’s subconscious didn’t complain.
She stripped off the dirty clothes; the thigh high magician’s boots went first followed by her top article of clothing followed by her shorts and stockings, and underwear. She finally felt the night’s breeze on her bare skin; the cyan flesh seemed to react rather unhappily, she shivered for a moment and decided to get into the tub.
Her feet dipped in testing the warmth; it felt hot on her feet, probably from the mucky road she had to walk through in the rain. She carefully dipped in further until half her body was submerged; she relaxed into the water allowing it to rise to her chest. She rolled her head back and looked above her; the skies were filling the space where the moon had been. And of course she knew that she couldn’t hold sway over Everfree, ever since she returned she noticed the lack of magic in the area. Magic here seemed rather obscure, it wasn’t capable of directing much control on the environment as it once had been able to.
It didn’t matter to her, buildings and anything with physical connection could still be moulded with the right amount of energy, she only hoped that she’d have enough remaining to defeat the Elements of Harmony. But of course she had plenty of time, she could wait for them to all die… and then she remembered the tiny little details about the Elements.
“Any who wields the elements are granted the power of Harmony and with it Harmony is eternal, so as long as the individuals who wield them maintain the balance. And for those who are in constant exposure to the elements they shall eventually ascend.” She remembered. The elements were neigh immortal, unless one was to either destroy the balance or corrupt it. And to top the fact off, she had a feeling that Luna and Celestia would soon be joined at the throne in the coming millennium.
Nightmare reconsidered waiting too long; she figured that if she had to fight 8 goddesses it wouldn’t end well for her, so back to plan-A, drawing the elements into a trap and then closing the trap on them. This was the more dubious plan, but better than letting them ascend and then kicking her flank and then banishing her once more.
She sighed, she opened her eyes to stare into the water, it was giving her a shallow reflection, and she could see Trixie’s face. The cyan unicorn had not much to add, aside from her long horn and sharp opaque coloured eyes, her hair lightly tinged in blue but remained silver like, it had yet to turn gaseous, but she had no intentions to change her hair yet.
She decided to finish her bath, her food was ready. She submerged her whole body into the water and then pulled out with water now soaking her hair, she got the soap bars and began to rub them over her form, and it felt stimulating for her, of course Trixie had yet to bed herself with any mare or colt. Nightmare made a mental note to go and find some ponies to go out with.
‘Hey, that’s not fair; I have a perfectly good track record with others!’ Trixie commented inside her subconsciousness.
‘I don’t think kissing a young colt in school counts.’ Nightmare panned.
‘Say’s the one thousand year virgin!’ Trixie retorted.
‘I’ve been laid a thousand times before you were even born, buck, I might be your great ancestor for all you know.’ She replied.
‘If that’s true, then you’re a whore of a grandmother.’ She hissed.
‘Well then you’re the descendant of a whore.’ Nightmare finished.
The argument closed down and Nightmare finished her bath, she exited the bath and brought her cotton towels over and began to dry herself with them, it felt good to be clean, and smooth. She got the bath gown and wore the thick wool gown and then took her seat at the table she made, but before she ate, she grabbed her dirty clothes with her magic and tossed them into the tub and then reheated the tub by sending a short burst of lightning from her hand.
‘That’s kind of a cheap use of magic you know?’ Trixie asked.
‘Oh shut up, I’ve had enough to do without you’re pestering to add to the long list of thing I want to kill.’ She fumed inside her own head.
It didn’t take long for Nightmare to enjoy her meal in peace; she had felt satisfied at least in terms of her biological needs, she hadn't actually managed to consume anything in over a thousand years so it did feel good to eat something for once. She wished she could have done more on the moon, but nope, there was nothing there but dust and rocks and herself.
She did recall all of the times she tried to do it alone on that barren rock, it was really tiring and not in the satisfied fashion. Nightmare considered her options and planned for how she’d take back Equestria, and now that she thought of it, coming back and doing the same thing as she had done before wasn’t exactly one of her brightest of ideas.
At least she had the intelligence capacity to prepare a special surprise for her sisters, she had hidden the last vestiges of her old guard in the mountains of Everfree, they did technically watch the skies and mapped them for her, and she loved how they did it so willingly and dutifully. He night guard were waiting for her and soon she’d reunite with them and return to Equestria and then conquer the complacent fools.
Her legion of night guards and warriors of the old empire still had their weapons which made this job a lot easier, from what she had seen, these new guard still didn’t upgrade, and she had a sneaking suspicion that Celestia in her love and care disarmed them of their firearms which would make it even easier for her to invade and corrupt these ponies.
She considered all of her wonderful pleasurable indulgences, such as her orgies, and her private sessions, she loved to corrupt the ponies of rural towns. It just felt so tantalisingly delicious. She thought of how long she had to wait to finally get some love and recognition, and now she realised how messed up Luna must be. She did wonder if the lunar princess even got any sleep at all.
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In Canterlot
Luna seemed to fuss and fidget; her clothes seemed so hot, so tight on her body. She had been pleasuring herself for about an hour and yet it still didn’t seem to satisfy her, she wished she had something more, but she knew better than to ask her sister about how to sate her urges, all she’d do is go and laugh and say, ‘You just need to be patient…’, or something similar to the lines of advice, she really couldn’t think straight.
She had her tight purple boxers on and her tank top that barely covered her chest, she felt like stripping it all off and just sleep naked and then begin sating her desires, but sadly she doubted that might work considering how many nights she’s already been doing this, it was unlikely to change a thing.
And then she thought about other things, like friends, and then she felt depressed. She only had a total of what? 6 friends, well she didn’t exactly get to know the other elements of harmony too well and Pip wasn’t entirely a friend, she still considered him a nice boy, but still unlikely to become proper friends since she had her duties taking up her time.
At least she still had Anvil and Hammer; those two never seem to change, thank goodness they were there for the Nightmare Night celebrations, even if they almost resulted in disaster. She was still unsure if she could still get Twilight here, at least on a visit once in a while, writing letters tend to get dull after 6 months of not seeing someone’s face.
Luna made a personal note to write up a letter asking for Twilight to come visit. And have her guards deliver the message to Twilight maybe tomorrow. The thought did come up about sending her guards or messaging it by magic, of course there was the odd thought about her guards, Anvil tended to do things rather too straight forwards, and it might make Twilight a little nervous, and also Hammer wouldn’t seem too happy with the idea of an errand run.
She decided to change the plan to just sending a letter by magic, it was much easier.
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Back in Everfree, Nightmare lay on her new bed, it was soft and cushiony, and she didn’t like the fact that it didn’t have springs in it, but decided to leave it as it was. She couldn’t get too picky, there was a master plan in place and she wasn’t going to let a little rough sleep dull her ability to perform at peak performance tomorrow morning.
She had a plan a grand scheme this time, making sure that she had no loose ends rather than ending up screwing up and having the elements kick the bucking crap out of her again. She intended to seed corruption in the hearts of the elements and then reap all of the fruits of her labour, which would probably be like boysenberry or cherries or blueberries. She felt awkward now and then decided it was time to go to sleep.
She lay in her fluffy bed thinking about her plans and dreamt about her coming victory over Celestia and Luna and the Elements. All of the kinky little things she planned to do were coming together in her head.
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Nightmare strode forwards with her armies on the march, their dark navy and purple armour glinted in the moonlight making them seem like outlines against the night, they marched proudly together in mass formation conquering everything that came to challenge them. Celestia’s and Luna’s guards didn’t have enough time to defend and were easily overwhelmed and subdued, their bodies lying on the ground as mass numbers crush them and drag them away for Nightmare’s personal judgement.
Canterlot ponies screaming as the night was illuminated by fire and lighting, ponies dragged out into the streets to be judged accordingly as well, to live under the new reign, she didn’t want terror but appreciation to power, love and knowledge, she wanted to be recognised as the leader to be loved and feared.
Celestia’s last bastion in the castle with the last of her guards, Luna, and Cadence along with the elements, their magic rendered useless by Nightmare’s careful planning. Nightmare laughed at the sight of Canterlot, she loved the sounds and the rush, ponies pleading for mercy and others orgasming as her guards feasted rigorously on the defeated. It was a good night to be in her army.
The castle gates remained sealed, the magic held by the sisters and the captain of Celestia’s guard Shining Armour stood before her, Trixie had heard of Shining Armour, the male unicorn almost as powerful as Twilight, he of course had much more time to advance in magic and its practical use, unlike Twilight. Or so the news of the Sparkle family state, Nightmare had special plans for Shining Armour.
As she strode forwards to the sieging of the castle, she smirked and ordered.
“Stand back, I’ll deal with this.”
The guards did as they were ordered and let Nightmare get a clear view of the large gates to the castle, the magical barrier that had held for so long, she thought it was child’s play a sheer show of force, it wasn’t intricate in any fashion. She summoned her magic and concentrated her magic into a spherical shape; she designed it to cascade upon impact and shatter the magical barrier.
In moments she had a sufficient magical destroyer spell and aimed it exactly where she wanted it, she threw the attack and sent the walls of the barrier shattering around like a cascade of water; it was a brilliant sight for anyone to see. She yelled out.
“Forwards my soldiers, do not stop till you bring me the body of every stallion, mare, and foal!”
Her knights marched forwards and smashed the doors open for her to stride forwards to the main throne room, there was no place else for them to hide, especially since her warriors had secured the tunnels over a week before. The ponies inside had been sieged for weeks and were finally running low on food and medical supplies, it was merely a matter of time.
But she believed it was long enough and ordered the offensive to take the castle. She watched as he knights smashed the defenders back in a relentless assault, the castle shook from explosions of magic. Nightmare was engaged by 4 guards; she waved her hand and smashed them into the walls nearby with lightning.
Trixie took point and cleared the way to the main chamber, dozens of guards attempted to slow the progression down, but she merely smashed them away with her vast array of magic. Nightmare was enjoying this; the pitiful guards had nothing left to throw at her. They finally reached the gates of the throne room.
She felt immense magical forces colliding, she knew what was happening.
“Damn fools they think they can seal their magic from my grasp?” She hissed and fumed.
“What are your orders?” Trixie asked.
“Break them, I shall deal with the sisters, you and the guard keep them clear, I intend to take what is rightfully mine.” She replied with a fury like no other.
Trixie nodded and motioned to her retinue of knights.
“Rape them all.” She smiled with sadistic glee.
They burst the doors open coming under fire from old arcane magic rifles, the first knights fell from magical precision attacks. But these few desperate warriors were no match, the knights jumped the defences and engaged in hand to hand, meanwhile Trixie engaged Twilight and her brother in magical battle.
The other elements of harmony were scattered in the throne room that had been transformed into a makeshift refuge. Of course this was no longer such a refuge. The knights marched in unhampered and began their onslaught, mares screamed in fear and pain as the knights began their feast, they grabbed and tore at the nearest mares, dragging them off to feast upon or doing so right there.
The stallions the poor fellows were mostly nobles, who just had the unfortunate luck to be stranded inside the castle, they hollered and shouted in utter horror as the knights came down upon them.
Nightmare’s attention however was the spherical shape siting exactly where the throne was, it was a mix of white feathers and blue in an eternal sphere of swirling colours. It was enough for Nightmare to know that this was the last attempt to keep Equestria safe. The pact of the sisters was a spell to remove the power of the princesses and ensure that no magic can alter it.
Nightmare smiled knowing that the pact was incomplete; she grabbed hold of a small crystal object inscribed with spells to destroy the barriers protecting the princesses. She smashed it against the barrier and shattered the sphere’s protection. She could now feast upon the celestial bodies and make them suffer.
Grasping the feathers she pried them apart revealing the sisters inside. They were shocked to say the least, their naked forms together in unison grinding against one another as they passionately made love to each other. She licked her lips.
“This is going to be fun…”
She magically dismissed her armour and clothes revealing her perfect dark form, her curves seemed to be in all of the right places, her breasts were about as large as Luna’s and her lust for love was greater than both. She dived into the sisters grabbing Celestia by her breast and pressing her body against hers, and then Nightmare summoned her stellar hair to grasp Luna, both of them had similar looking hair, but Nightmare’s was still incredibly dense, she snapped Luna in the volume of her gasses and began to press against her body.
Luna moaned just like her sister, who then began to lactate in excitement of being violated by Nightmare. Celestia’s body was compromised by the magical pact being incomplete, her magic was in the open for Nightmare to corrupt and consume to which she did very easily. The source of her magic of course was sealed on one place, her horn. Nightmare grabbed her horn and began to suck on it while Celestia screamed out in pleasure.
“No! Not my magic…”
The sounds of the scream were lost in the constant wave of magical orgasms the princess was having. Luna wasn’t long behind screaming in absolute ecstasy from the constant barrage of magical attacks that Nightmare was unleashing on the poor mare. Luna never had full time to adapt and now she was reverting back to her lustful ways.
Nightmare didn’t need to spend much longer as Celestia finally orgasmed her magic away in a massive flash of light. Nightmare looked down at a small pool of shimmering love juices between Celestia’s legs. It was just what she imagined it would look like, Celestia’s magic, her source of power, not immortality but sheer power.
Nightmare grabbed it from the ground and looked at it; she knew that she couldn’t consume the magic, because it would likely overload her body with magic and kill her. But she did love the sight and smell of it. She carefully licked the juices from the crystal in front of Celestia and mocked her.
“How quaint, the chastised one comes first…” She teased rubbing the crystal in front of Celestia’s defeated complexion.
Luna didn’t take too long either, she orgasmed in moments letting loose a torrent of magic and spraying Nightmare and Celestia in her love juices. It was wonderful to Nightmare as she enjoyed the shower of love juices from the mare; it was sufficient payback for betraying her. She grabbed the crystal from between Luna’s legs and did the same.
She revelled in the feeling of victory as she began to violate the sisters with immense magical spells, the tentacle one was the best, especially if you’d like to break any further attempts at opposition to you. She used her wings to burst the magical sphere that contained her and the princesses and shout into the night.
“I have won, I have deposed the sisters of Equestria, and I claim victory over all of Equestria. I am Queen Nightmare, and all show bow in fear and love to ME!” She declared with her magical amplification.
She felt the ground shudder under her declaration and felt the screams of the night as ponies screamed in fear for their lives and ran as fast as they could from the region. As for those she had cornered here in the castle her feast could begin. She grabbed the sisters and magically chained them to the ground.
“Come sisters let’s see what we have.” She grinned hungrily at the sight of the remaining guards being dragged away.
The elements had been overturned; Twilight was engaged with Trixie in a losing battle as the magician drained out her last vestiges of magic to hold the corrupted Trixie from reaching her. But alas it was in vain, Trixie smashed away the barrier and knocked Twilight onto her back, shredding her clothes in the process, she grabbed the lavender mare and hoisted her up by her horn. Trixie than used a spell to burn away the scantily clad mare and reveal her bare flesh for Trixie to feast upon.
Nightmare had no intentions of interfering with Trixie, she had a magical anchor inside the mind of the mare and she could feed off of the magical drain of Twilight and then let the corruption seed into the defeated and beaten mage. As for the other elements, she wanted them alive and unharmed, mostly unharmed.
The others were overwhelmed and dragged into the throne room’s centre; Cadence was chained up naked by a group of her night mages, and the strangely well suited male unicorn with the unicorn model stood alongside some remaining nobles trapped inside the throne room. The model was dragged away as Nightmare commanded it and was thrown into an all-female group.
As for the poor elements, Rarity was naked along with the others shivering in the cold throne room watching her in utter fear as she began to select which one she’d begin with. But she decided to wait for Trixie to finish with Twilight. Trixie had already loosened up the mage in short order and began to suckle on her body before she felt Nightmare order her to drag her before her feet.
Trixie complied and did so, she teleported with Twilight naked and threw her at her feet, not what she wanted exactly but she intended to fix that little command error later. She just watched Twilight slick and wet before her; she looked at her in utter despair as she grabbed her with her magic.
“Ah this shall do well…”
Shining tried to break free as he watched his sister being levitated to Nightmare, she knew that the captain would be so angry, this was his sister and she was going to show how pathetic he was in trying to stop her. Nightmare also noticed that the sisters were both in utter fury as their friend, subject and lover was broken by the mare who wanted it all.
Nightmare set Twilight in front of her and began to feast off of the mare. It was a truly erotic sight, watching Twilight’s body being violated in such a fashion sent the elements into a blush as they watched their friend helplessly being plundered by their previous foe. Nightmare wanted to make this a lasting impact; she brought out her magic and rigorously pumped it into Twilight.
The princesses watched in horror as Twilight moaned and groaned from the feeling of corruption seeping into her, she convulsed for a bit and let the fluids drip below.
“Oh Celestia…” She moaned.
“That’s right, I’ll be sure to feed you to your mentor soon enough, just you wait.” Nightmare cooed as she continued her violation of Twilight.
Magic erupted across the room as Twilight began to convulse ever more from the violation; she should be embarrassed and a shamed for becoming a whore to her senses. But then again, no one was a saint, and especially this mare… Nightmare plunged her fingers into Twilight’s slit and began to massage the insides; the stimulation was enough to burn her up and made her scream in ecstasy.
After another 4 orgasms she then dropped the used mare and announced.
“As of this night, I shall declare that Twilight is now my wife!”
The throne erupted from the cheers of her followers; they would have another ruler with a chance of a daughter, or a prince. Nightmare did know a few secrets to increasing numbers, and if she did so, her 1000 year reign will never end. Nightmare then announced.
“My warriors we feast on the city of Canterlot, and soon the rest of Equestria will fall, take your pick for tonight we celebrate victory!”
Her warriors cheered her name as she lay back enjoying the outstanding ovation from her followers across the land. She patted her damned sisters on their horns and smiled.
“This is a dream come true.”
And sadly as she finished, it was.
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Nightmare did forget one thing that was a dream. And now she was back in the land of the waking world where everything did happen. She was awakened by the sounds of birds chirping past and the day of Celestia’ sun, she groaned and then heard the high pitched screech of a local forest bird.
“Damn these bucking animals, when I take back my throne I’ll have my armies purge these beasts from the land.” She grumbled.
She could kill a few birds right about now, but she had plans to put into motion, first, go in search of her army and then locate some useable idiots to follow her and help her conquer Equestria and possibly find a way to get the spell of recreation to create another body for her to use against the elements. Of course the body would need to have immunity from the elements so she needed to find a spell means to immunise her from the silly mare before she engaged them in battle again.
Or she could just go back to sleep and hold it off for another day completely. But she didn’t do things like that or she’d never get anything done. Which would probably be the stupid thing to do in this circumstance, so her option was probably locate the mountain of Everfree and find the bastion that held her old army and bring them out to conquer Equestria.
She had a quick boysenberry breakfast and rushed out from the castle in newly cleaned clothes that didn’t smell like Trixie anymore.
‘Hey I bathed more than you did!’ The entertainer stated in protest.
Nightmare, rolled her eyes and then moved out, she would search of the last know location of the bastion. She headed exactly where it was and when she got outside to face it, she looked and realised one little problem. In the past 1000 years she forgot that the bastion was probably destroyed or removed, and her suspicions were confirmed as the mountain that last held them was no longer there.
There was 4 new mountains and a single large one in the east, she felt frustrated to say the least. Now she needed someone to give her the damn directions or at least historical reference to where her bastion was, but the only town nearby were Pearrington, Ponyville and Woodlou. She knew from Trixie’s memories those were the closest and easiest places to start looking for libraries.
Problem was, Pearrington was a town dedicated to growing pears, and Woodlou was dedicated to wood logging and tree growing and industry which were absolutely pointless. She sighed; she’d be forced to head into Ponyville which really didn’t leave her many options.
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So where to begin? Well that's up for you to decide! Nightmare needs to find allies and resources to aid her in her erotic quest to overthrow the princesses and she's got Trixie on her side, but she's going to need a lot more than the failed entertainer to get through this mess.
