Like Morning Follows Night

The Nightmare Night season had finally reached its pinnacle on that single evening. The atmosphere was thick, and everyone was out in about in their costumes, homemade or bought from the store. The sun was down, and the spirits were high. Pumpkins were set out on porches, windows were full of skeletons and cotton cobwebs while children took to the streets. Grem and Diamond were no exception to this.

Grem, the gray batpony took to her bat heritage with gusto. She fashioned a black dress into a torn, jagged skirt. The top of her dress did very little to cover up the whole of her bust, the top opened in a V that narrowly hid her pink areolas. Her long sleeves were wide, hanging off of her wrists in tatters. Her hair was puffed outward and downward while her eyes bared exaggerated eyeshadow, giving that spooky, yet sexy vibe to all that looked toward her.

Diamond was clad in cybernetic, green armor with a full helmet, framed over a gold tinged visor. His muscular figure was covered in green plastic made to look like metal. He wore a futuristic assault rifle strapped to his back, standing tall as he walked with Grem down that sidewalk. They got a great deal of praise from passersby and they graciously posed for pictures.

“I just can’t get over how this dress matches the feel of my wings.” Grem smiled as she flapped her batwings a bit while walking with him. “I think Thriller Dark would be proud of this rendition of her character.”

“Yeah, and ever so modest on the subject.” Diamond Sword said through his helmet with a chortle. She playfully slapped him on the arm as they walked, then took his gauntleted hand in hers as they walked. “So, you said that they were having it over here in front of Fable’s apartment?”

“That’s what they told me. Somehow, he convinced his office that he could throw a great shindig.” Grem grinned at the thought of their last “get together” at his apartment. She hadn't enjoyed so many fine stallions before and she was in a bit of a rush to do it again.

She didn't keep this from Diamond Sword, she didn't need to. Cucking had become something of a fetish for the white unicorn. Not to mention, it was a two way street. Seeing Diamond rail a mare was a pleasure in life that Grem indulged on occasion. They never felt jealousy, because they always knew that they were meant for each other.

They came to the apartment complex outside of the neighborhood near where they lived. They had taken the long way so that they could take a look at all of the Nightmare Night decorations. Some of them seemed like they took a lot of time and effort to set up. Then came a strange sight for Grem. She’d lived in the neighborhood for over well over a year now, and noticed that one of the houses was decorated. This house was a curious case, as it didn’t seem like anyone lived in it. It was a very large house, but it had become such a liability in its foundation that no one wanted to buy it to demolish it.

Grem gave it a good look as they walked by it. Diamond noticed this, but didn’t really say anything. The house had orange lights all over its roof’s edge, and there were fake spider webs decorated in purple lights. The thought of someone buying the house was absurd, especially if they intended to live in it. The entrance light was on as well. It looked inviting enough, but given its history, Grem figured she would steer clear of it all the same.

Then there came the sound of merriment in the parking lot. The party was in full swing with a lot of ponies they didn't know. Then there came a lot of familiar faces.

There were three tables laid out, all of them with black table cloths. Cotton spiderwebs covered the two that held food and beverages. There was punch with dry ice bellowing steam from a red liquid and even chips with a pan of dip that resembled bright cartoon blood.

The third table had many red cups at each end where Jet Stream, dressed as a French maid in a short skirt, was throwing a ping pong ball. She faced Pop Candy who was dressed as a harlequin clown in a tight red and black checkered latex body suit.

The first one they saw was Letty. The yellow mare was dressed in a witch’s hat, carrying around a wooden staff. She had on a small dark blue jacket over a white tube top. Her belly was showing quite a bit, having already been around four or five months pregnant. Grem had heard that Fable and she were having a baby, but this is the first time she had seen it for herself. Her white dress covered her stomach, but also went down to just above her knees.

“Oh my God! Letty!” Grem waved to her, drawing the pegasus’s attention, bringing a smile to her face. They had met once before, but didn’t get to see much of each other the last time they talked. It was before she knew she was with child.

“Hi Grem!” They embraced and Grem brought her at arm’s length, giving her belly a good look.

“Oh, my goodness. It’s getting big isn’t it?” The bat pony said as she placed her hands gently on the round, hard surface. “How much longer do you have?”

“A little under four months.” Letty nodded and placed her hands on Grem’s, letting her rub a little bit. “It’s killing my back and I’m on a strict no flight policy. Not that I could fly even if I wanted to.” Letty admitted, then looked over at the power suited unicorn. “Is this Diamond Sword?”

“Hi.” Diamond waved to her and took off his helmet, smiling at Letty shook his hand. “Nice to meet you.”

“Likewise. My name’s Quick Bullet, but everyone calls me Letty. How long have you two been seeing each other?”

“Ummm, around seven months? I think? It’s been a hot minute.” Diamond chuckled at the pun. “Is Fable around?”

“Yes, he’s talking to his friends somewhere in that crowd.” She motioned toward the main party group. It was then that Grem noticed Spark and Voltage. The twins were dressed as green zombies, which was impressive, because it looked as if they had actually dyed their fur green. “I think he is over by the cauldron, bobbing for apples or something.” She rolled her eyes, knowing that it was probably some competition between the stallions as to who could get the most apples.

“Hey! Grem’s here!” Fable said as he walked up with two apples in his hands. Winter was there with Golden, where he was dressed in a blue ninja outfit, and she was dressed in her undead hockey uniform. She simply took one of her old Nightmare jerseys and tore it up, adding blood effects.

Fable, on the other hand, was dressed in a very similar outfit as Diamond Swords, only with slight differences. Where Diamond had an orange visor, Fable’s armor had a gray visor which was more square than round.

Diamond and Fable looked each other over.

“Are you from Demon Hoof?” Diamond asked, and Fable nodded, pulling off his helmet.

“Clearly the superior game.” Fable grinned and Diamond lifted up his finger, only to be stopped by Grem.

“Don't start!” She directly her glare at both of them. The last thing they needed was a stupid nerd argument to bust out. “Hey, Fable, you know that house down the street? The one that was condemned?”

“Oh, yeah, the spook house?” Fable clarified and Grem nodded.

“Yeah, it’s weird, I saw it when we walked by and somehow, it had decorations. The door light was on too. Did someone move into it?” Grem started to ask and Fable was already shaking his head.

“There’s no way.” Winter said through his blue ninja mask. “Fable and I went there a year ago. The entire frame of that house is hanging on by cobwebs and I'm fairly certain the roof is made of termites.”

“You guys went to an abandoned house and you didn't invite me?” Golden glared at Winter and held up her hockey stick, which had chunks taken out of the head.

“You were at training camp." Winter backed away from her a bit, his eyes squinted in a nervous smile.

“Either way, you probably saw another house, Grem. No one would be stupid enough to live in that place.” Fable said and held up a tiny plastic cup. “Jell-o shot?”

The party went on with a bang. All of them drank, sang, danced, and mingled with their neighbors. They had a mock costume contest that didn’t actually have any prizes, but it was a tie between Fable and Diamond Sword since many believed their costumes were exactly the same. They both scoffed at this notion, of course. Jet Stream became the reigning champion of beer pong and while Grem and Diamond could have cited them for public intoxication, they didn’t. Sadly, though, the party began to dwindle down to just a few who stayed to help pick up everything.

“Thanks for coming out.” Fable embraced Grem, and kissed both her cheeks. Then he turned to Diamond and they met in a manly handshake. “And to my costume rival.”

“Always a pleasure.” Diamond nodded to him. They waved as they began their trek home.

“Bye Letty! Good luck with the baby! Tell me if it’s a colt or a filly!” Grem waved to Letty, who waved back as she made her way to the apartment, apparently exhausted.

“I still say it’s a boy.” Diamond said as they started back home.

“What makes you say that?” Grem asked, honestly forgetting the whole conversation as the music had gotten louder and everyone broke out into a dance.

“Well, she said that her nipples darkened a great deal. That’s normally the sign of a colt.” Diamond said as he removed his helmet to let his hair out for a bit. It was getting a little stuffy.

“Oh, come on. You can’t be serious. It’s a filly, I’m sure of it.” Grem said as she turned on her phone to selfie mode to check on her hair, which had fallen down quite a bit as her hairspray was wearing off.

“Do you have a better reason for thinking it’s a girl?” Diamond pressed his cheek up against her and smiled. She giggled a little as she rolled her eyes, and took a picture.

“Nope! I’m just sure it’s female. I guess we’ll see who’s right.” She put away her phone as they made their way back toward the neighborhood. “Did they say that they already had the sex figured out?”

“I think they mentioned a sonogram, but that doesn’t mean that they deciphered the gender. A lot of sonograms are too obscured the determine for sure. At five months, I think they would be able to tell.” Diamond said as he looked over at her.

They had entered the neighborhood, and as they walked down the sidewalk, Grem began focusing on the so-called “Spookhouse.” The lights were still decorated on the edge of the roof, and the entrance light was still on. It looked rather large, especially for a two-story house. The windows were boarded up and the paint was chipped to almost non-existence. Best she could tell, no one had lived in it for quite some time.

“Grem?” Diamond asked as he looked from her to the house. “That’s the house?”

She nodded, and her blue eyes blinked, still wondering who decorated it like that. By standards of the city, the power should have been shut off some time ago. Her first thought was that someone set up some kind of a generator or even turned on the power themselves somehow. Either way, it would have been a lot of trouble to make it that way.

“Diamond,” She said as she stopped in front of the house, facing it with a thoughtful eye. Before he could say anything, she started for it up the driveway. “Let’s check it out.”

He almost stopped her, but then figured it was too late for any words of reason. She seemed to have already made up her mind, and when she got like that, there was no turning back. He was tired, slightly drunk, and ready to get out of this costume, but he followed her anyway.

As she walked up to the entrance, she pulled the screen door open, as it wasn’t even latched onto anything. The latch seemed to have broken off at some point so the screen was just flapping back and forth freely. She looked at the door to see that there was no combination lock, as there should have been. Those locks were enormous and were not at all easily removed. In fact, judging by the door and threshold, it looked completely unlocked. One turn of the handle and the door opened easily.

Both of them blinked at this, instantly thinking that someone was illegally on the premises. Grem and Diamond Sword were royal guard, head of police, and it was their duty to make sure that there was no unscrupulous activity going on in the house. Grem passed Diamond Sword a glance, showing that her game face was on and his should be too. He nodded, then illuminated his horn to light the way for the two of them. They were unarmed, but that never stopped them before.

With a soft push, the door creaked open and they were given a glimpse of the front room, which was a clear way into the living room. The darkness was very thick, and all of the furniture was covered by dust and old white sheets. The floors were old, gray mildewed wood, which also covered the walls. What remained of the wallpaper was scarce. It stunk. The smell of old standing water and mold filled the room, giving them the stench of a shed that needed a good cleaning out. Even with the light, it was very hard to see in that place. It was huge, spanning a great deal more than they had anticipated. In its prime, it could very well have gone for around eight hundred thousand bits, but now it would have been a miracle if anyone paid over ten thousand for it.

Grem began walking, pulling out her phone to activate the flashlight setting on it so that she could cut through some of the darkness herself. Everywhere they looked, there was a sofa or a chair covered in a white sheet. The kitchen off to the far right had all of its shelves and cabinets emptied and left wide open. The sink had no faucet, and was rusted to the point of warping from the summer heat and rain that dripped down on it.

There was no sign that anyone had gone inside this place beyond what they saw from outside, but that obviously didn’t mean someone wasn’t here. The two of them searched the wide spread living room, looking under sheets and opening any cabinets they came across.

“Anything?” Grem asked Diamond in a soft whisper.

“Nothing.” He replied in kind. He turned his head to have his horn shine a light on the fireplace. The brick fireplace was legit old fashioned and looked like it would outlast this house by a millenia. Above the fireplace was a sheet that seemed to cover up a large picture frame. He lifted an eyebrow at the sheet, and then grabbed hold of it, tugging it. The linen came off easily enough to reveal a portrait of a unicorn mare. He furrowed his brow, confused as to why anyone would leave this painting here. The bright brown mare had a curly blond mane as she sat in a chair in front of what looked like a castle wall of gray stone. The painting looked old. Diamond was willing to bet it would be worth something given its age and quality. Whoever the mare was, she paid good coin to get her likeness almost completely photo realistic.

He shrugged, tossing down the white sheet and continuing to search any other place that may look like a good hiding place. Whether this was a Nightmare Night prank or the result of squatting, it was still not to be taken lightly.

Grem was on the other side of the very large living room, still searching under sheets and opening cabinets.

He shook his head, getting back to his mindset. Diamond looked to see Grem shining her phone light everywhere she could see, turning up nothing.

“Nothing here.” Grem said as she moved to join him in the center. “Let’s check upstairs. You find anything.”

“Just a painting of some mare.” He motioned toward the portrait above the fireplace. “Nothing much.”

“Mare?” She asked, shining her light at the painting. He turned his horn light toward the picture. There was nothing but a thick black outline around a blank gray center. His eyes widened and he moved his point of view, thinking it was one of those pictures that changed as you moved. He blinked, wondering if maybe it was always like this.

“What… I--" Diamond started to ask.

“Are you sure you didn't drink too much? We can call in some backup.” She asked him. He nodded.

“I'm fine, let's check upstairs.” Diamond looked the painting over one last time before he started toward the stairs.

The ascended the steps, making sure there were no broken ones. Getting to the top steps, they looked down a long corridor. It was blank white, clean on both the ceiling and the walls. In fact, there was no dust or cobwebs to be seen anywhere on the second level. There were seven doors, three on each side with one at the end. All of the rooms were closed, so Grem decided to open the first door.

The room was empty, the walls were blank and there was dirt drifted over the walls and cobwebs. That smell of mildew and rotted wood was back in full force, causing them both to crinkle their noses.

There was obviously no one there and they happily closed the door. Diamond breathed a sigh of relief and went to the room across the hall.

“It’s so weird.” He said as Grem opened the door.

“What’s… weird?” She paused as they saw that the room was clearly not deserted. There was a large bed against the door wall and a dresser with a vanity on top. The dresser had a lantern which was fully lit, giving the whole room an orange hue.

“It’s so quiet. There’s no creaks or sounds of rodents, or even any sounds of cars outside.” He whispered as she started walking into the room.

Grem was about to voice her agreement to his statement, but she suddenly started to feel her temperature rising the farther she walked into the room. She broke out into a sweat, and started to fan herself. Her hair no longer stuck up in tiny spikes, the sweat brought it all down.

“This place, there’s something here.” Diamond started looking around the edges of the room. “Someone is keeping this place alive. I have a sneaking suspicion that we’re being watched.”

“She likes to watch.” He heard her say, then he looked toward her only to see that she was no longer walking, but crawling on all fours.

“Grem? Grem, are you alright?” He asked, suddenly noticing that she did not speak in her own voice, that was someone else’s voice. As he started to step toward her, he saw that a small breeze that he couldn't feel started to blow up her skirt.

He knew that she had no underwear on, but he saw that her vaginal lips were sopping wet. He started to ask what was happening but he started to feel the heat himself.

“Oh, Diamond Sword! I can't stand it!” She mewled, helpless as the heat overwhelmed her! Her upper body dropped to the floor as her ass stuck straight up in the air toward him. “I...Oohh! I need you!”

He fought against the hot sensation in every part of his body. His instincts urged him to remove every part of his costume. Only he looked down to see that he didn't need to. He was butt naked already, and his cock was already sticking straight out. She could smell his hormones. She could even feel his amazingly sized penis without it touching her.

Diamond tried to be the voice of reason in the situation but there was no reason, no logic to be had. His self control crumbled in an instant as he saw her hand come to her piping hot quim and slide her labia open for him to see.

That was that. Diamond got onto her ass with both hands and spread it as his dick squeezed tight inside of her, drawing a long, high pitched moan from her. Diamond started thrusting deep inside of her and she matched him. She backed up into his thick prick as hard as she could, crying out for him to fuck her harder, faster.

He complied, banging her with his glans penis knocking her cervix. Pleasure rippled through her as his tip assaulted her burning uterus. In the lantern light, he could see her sweat glisten all over her body. Her huge tits swung beneath her, flopping out of her black dress in all their gray, pink nippled glory. She had never came twice in the course of three seconds before, nor was she entirely sure that she did at that time. However, it certainly felt like it. Her orgasms were coming at a constant pace, spurting vaginal juice all over Diamond’s crotch, making it drip from his big ball sack.

All the while, Diamond kept shooting a glance over by the bed, swearing he could see a figure lying on it. The unicorn couldn’t help but feel two glowing, hollow eyes gazing at the two of them as he pistoned his huge, cylindrical shaft through her hot twat. He had to shake the feeling, though. She was far more important at that moment. He felt like she needed his help in a big way, and he couldn’t even tell if this was helping, or amping her up harder than before.

He cringed, the over sensitivity of his manhood got to him and he had to release a slew of spunk into her waiting quim, dousing the burning sensation in her loins. He didn’t feel the after effects, though. He didn’t feel exerted, nor did his cock even think about softening even an inch. In fact, it seemed to balloon up inside of her once again, sliding and grinding against her lubricated pussy tunnel with very little resistance.

To both of their surprise, he came yet again, pulsing massive white, sticky cum into her as he kept pumping. The muscular, white furred unicorn leaned forward, grabbing her tits and pinching her nipples as he kept fucking the bat pony who was helpless in her arms but never wanted him to stop.

In her head, she could see a pink, prim pussy. She had no idea where this mental image came from, but without even trying, she could see it streaming juices within it. The legs on either side of it spread out wide, as did the lips that contained a very visible clitoris. She didn’t concentrate, couldn’t in fact. She didn’t need to focus on it, it was simply there. The brown fur that surrounded it began to get caught in its fluids as they spread out from the outer labia. Then a hand slid down to it, over the mound and into the pink skinned lips, starting to rub along it. The more the fingers rubbed, the more she could feel her own sensations taking over. Grem even forgot that she was being fucked by a lively, young stallion. She lived in the stimulation, she wanted the pleasure to flow through her in that moment.

What snapped her back to reality was an even bigger load of semen that coursed through her tunnel. All at once, the white chowder like substance was pushed out of her and gushed onto the floor. She had lost count of the climaxes she had, but they ranged in the teens at that point. Despite the severity of the cum, neither of them tired out. Her tits were rubbing against the floor as her upper half seemed to flatten against the surface while her nether regions were given a thorough working over.

Another slew of semen filled her uterus and shot from her along with her own squirting pussy. This time she could feel another, amazing orgasm build within her and within him. She found out that the vagina she saw was starting to work itself harder and faster with two fingers pushing in and out of the honey hole. Its building orgasm built within them as well as the stallion’s balls smacked against her clitoris and the fluids beneath them pooled around them.

The fingers slid out and pressed hard against her clitoris and that was it. Grem let out a high pitched squeal as she came and felt another slew of sperm drown out her insides. It was magnificent! Whatever or whoever it was enjoyed the show with gripping suspense. The unified climax caused them to twitch and pulse as one.

The gasped, and sweat beaded down both of their bodies in a collective lust that they had never experienced once in their entire lives. Whoever it was that watched them made them feel a great deal of gratitude before their vision went black.

Diamond Sword stood at the doorway, all light that was once there was completely gone. The room was black except for small beams of moonlight from the outside through a boarded up window.

“Grem?” He said, causing her to startle and yelp.

“Diamond?! What the hell just happened?” She asked, her clothes were back on, and his plastic armor costume was back on him as well. “Did… what?” She tried to find the words, then picked up her phone from the floor, seeing that her battery was almost completely dead. Her light shined once again to see that cobwebs covered the entire wall and corners. There was no furniture, there was no lantern and the stink of mildew drowned out the entire place, making it hard to breathe.

There was nothing in that house but dust and bugs, and various animal nests. The living room furniture was gone and the portrait on the wall was as well. However, Diamond noted that there was a vague discoloration in the shape of a picture frame that was once there long ago.

The two of them walked out of the house and saw that the entrance light was no longer there either, there was simply a hole with some protruding wires. As she closed the door behind them, she saw that the knob was encased in a combination lock put on by the city of Ranchtown Real Estate Agency. No halloween decorations, no signs of activity of any kind.

They had no words, feeling that something profound should be said at the very least, but they simply looked back at the spookhouse with dubious, mixed feelings.

“Maybe we didn’t drink quite enough.” Diamond said as they started back toward their house five blocks away.

“I’ve got some wine, maybe we should break open a bottle or two.” Grem suggested, and Diamond Sword nodded with some enthusiasm.

The thought of them making love that night had occurred to them, but neither of them could explain that slight feeling. The feeling that they were tapped out. They weren’t overly tired, but nor did they really have the energy for passion. Their memories were very fuzzy as to what happened in the house, but the overwhelming sense of satisfaction was there. As soon as they hit the mattress, they were out.