“Spike, hurry!”

Spike ran as fast as his legs could carry him, trying to make for the crystal map, only a few meters away. An explosion of energy went off above his head, tossing him forward, where he landed with a groan.

“Hang on!” shouted Twilight Sparkle, taking to the sky to give him cover.

Blasts of magic flew over her head as she weaved her way in and around the volleys of energy being thrown at her by the crowd of armored ponies slowly marching toward them. One of them grazed her wing, making her hiss with pain, but she ignored it, sending a few bursts right back at the crowd, which were marching in perfect formation toward her.

Another beam lanced just under her, narrowly missing Spike’s head as he continued to run, not paying attention to the blasts coming from behind him.

Got to get them off of him, she thought, flying down between Spike and the soldiers.

Magenta light shone from her horn, and a great shield flared into life around them as Twilight flew down to his side, with Starlight’s magic scroll

What had happened in this future? Starlight Glimmer’s meddling had changed everything! She had seen the world in which the ponies were at war, seen the world the Changelings had taken over, seen Nightmare Moon’s world and Tirek’s, Discord’s, even Flim and Flam’s, but this one was in a whole new league.

“I’m here! Twilight! Activate the spell!” Spike shouted from atop the map.

A pounding in her head prevented her from responding as the armored ponies continued to strike at the shield.

“On my way,” she growled, forcing the shield to stay active. The sooner they were out of here, the better. Her shield couldn’t take much more.

As she leapt atop the table, her magic conjuring the scroll and ready to activate the spell, the shield was broken. One particularly powerful blast had caught it at a point of weakness.

“Hurry!” yelled Spike, gazing over her barrel with fear as the armored ponies approached.

Twilight unfurled the scroll, the magic activating, the energy beginning to whirl around them, and the portal opening above them.

Go! Now! she thought to herself as Spike leapt up at the portal, the energy from it pulling him in instantly. With a powerful flap of her wings, she shot forward--

...but the portal suddenly closed, leaving her flying through the air.

“Wha--?” she whirled around, still acutely aware of the fact that she was under attack, and thus had no time to sit and stare. Where had the portal gone?

A sudden feeling of heat got her attention, and, with dawning horror, she looked down at the scroll with Star Swirl the Bearded's spell, to find that a hole had been shot through it, and the parchment was aflame.

“No!” she yelped, her magic shining and a quick time spell reversing it. The flames were extinguished, the parchment was reformed, and it was whole again.

It’s a good thing I kept that time spell around, she thought to herself, her horn shining again as she activated the spell once more. Come on, come on…

The cutie map blazed with energy once more, as she flew down. She had to time it just right to prevent another spell from ruining it.

Something struck her right in the chest as she flew down. With a cry, she felt herself plummet the few remaining meters down to the ground, landing roughly in a patch of dirt.

Ow… she thought painfully, struggling to her hooves as quickly as she could. Need to… get… out of… here.

It was only a few yards away. She just had to get to it… The map was still blazing with energy, the portal was open. She could see Cloudsdale on the other side.

But as she started to gallop toward the map, a spell hit her yet again. But unlike the previous spell, this wasn’t intended to knock her out of the air.

Instead, Twilight felt something cut off her magic. With a crackling sound, black crystals broke through the curls of her horns, just as they had for Shining Armor in her own world.

“No…” she grunted, pushing even harder to get to the portal. Shining had taught her how to remove the black crystals, but she wouldn’t be able to do it with these soldiers bearing down on her.

But as soon as her magic had been cut off, the cutie map had started to lose its energy. The portal slowly started to close as energy was dispersed from it.

“No!” she shouted, sprinting toward it as fast as she could.

But another spell hit her, sending her toppling sideways.

No…

With a groan, she got to her hooves, just in time to see the portal close completely. The cutie map reverted to its red coloration, inert once more.

Before she had any time to try and find a solution, the armored ponies had caught up to her, surrounding her and pointing their spears threateningly at her.

With no other choice, she knelt down and raised her hooves in surrender.

It was over. She had been captured.

Twilight was dragged to the top of the tallest tower in Canterlot Castle. As she had been led through the town, everywhere she looked, she saw desolation. Houses were in shambles, cadres of armored guards patrolled the streets, and it looked nothing like the town in her own world.

What happened here? she wondered. The armor was easy enough to recognize. This was the same armor Sombra’s legions had worn in the first world she had visited. Was this a world he had conquered?

A tug at the chain around her neck got her moving again. She hadn’t realized she had stopped.

All she had to do was comply until there was a window of opportunity to escape. Thanks to her spell, and any attempt at time travel meaning she could just go back to exactly the same spot Spike had been sent to, all she had to do was wait for the right opportunity to rid herself of these Inmanipulon crystals and escape, and everything would be alright.

Through the familiar halls of Canterlot Castle, up to the tallest tower, and then stuck within manacles that left her in an awkward, tilted sideways position. One leg’s manacles were strung through a pulley, no doubt meant to hoist its occupant up, but her opposite leg was kept anchored to the ground. Her front two legs were also ground-anchored, as was her neck. Her wings were clamped down as well, but with the Inmanipulon, that was hardly necessary, since she couldn’t fly.

Twilight sighed patiently, letting them chain her in, but she knew they would be gone soon, and she could begin her work.

Sure enough, as soon as she was fastened in, her leg hoisted to an unnatural and very uncomfortable position, the guards that had chained her up left the room, leaving her all alone.

Fortunately, removing Inmanipulon was something that could be quick and painless, and all she needed to do was redirect her magic away from her horn, wings, and hooves, elsewhere in her body to slowly push the dark magic sustaining the crystals within her.

It was slow work, but she manipulated the mana within her, slowly worming it around and slicing off the threads of dark energy that kept the crystals anchored to her horn and kept her natural magical pathways blocked.

“Almost… there…” she grit her teeth as she severed some more of the energy strings...

Until…

“Yes!” she cheered to herself, having severed the last threads of energy inside of her. In short order, the black crystals fell away and the nexus of dark energy dissipated, leaving her body able to enjoy the light and warmth of magic once again.

“But before she had a chance to teleport away, something hit her in the small of her back, right between her wings.

With a cry, she felt the magic fade from her again, black crystals once again sprouting from her horn. “No, no, no!”

“A valiant effort,” came a deep voice from behind her, and she turned her head to see her guest, “but ultimately wasteful.”

Standing there in his armor, with his fur-trimmed red cape and silver crown, was Sombra. He looked no different in this world than he did in her own, with the streams of dark energy trailing from his eyes, and the fangs in his teeth.

“So, you are the mysterious, time-traveling alicorn,” he said, pacing around her to inspect her.

“How did you find out about that?” she demanded.

“My guards have told me everything,” Sombra shrugged. “A crystal table that appeared out near where Ponyville stands, and a tale of you sending a young dragon through a portal. There is that, and there is the fact that another you currently serves on my staff, Twilight Sparkle.”

Twilight’s eyes widened for a moment, but she dismissed the surprise. Of course, there would be another version of her.

“It stands to reason that you would be so different from the Twilight Sparkle of this world due to a chance in the past. Some even that took place-- or didn’t-- in your time. But an alicorn… now that is unexpected.”

He stopped in front of her, meeting her eyes with his own.

“In fact, I find that this appearance by you… is fate.”

“How do you figure?” Twilight asked, feeling a small amount of uncertainty within her.

“You see, I have only finished conquering this land,” he resumed his pacing around her. “I almost was disappointed when I did. There was nothing left to rule, as far as Equestria was concerned. Perhaps more lands. The Zebrican continent, or perhaps Griffonia. But even then, the worlds to rule would run out eventually.”

He stopped behind her, and to her horror, he felt him lean close to her ear.

“All of that has now been opened to me again,” he said quietly into her ear. “Thanks to you, alicorn. So I extend to you the hoof of friendship. Join me. Show me the way to use your spell. Open these other worlds to me, that I may conquer them, and I will make you the most powerful mare. You can even rule by my side.”

“No,” Twilight replied firmly. “I’ll never help you conquer Equestria, or any other world. I came back in time to restore the rightful future, and I will not allow it to be spoiled by you.”

Sombra withdrew, but she heard him scoff slightly.

“A pity,” he said, sounding almost wistful. “I would have preferred you to be by my side willingly, but I suppose I can simply make you bend all the same.”

“Torturing me won’t get you anywhere,” Twilight challenged him. “You can leave all your guards to watch me, but unless you’re watching me yourself, you’ll never know when I’ve broken free of your Inmanipulon crystals. And if you want to rule, you can’t possibly spend all your time with me.”

“Hm,” he grunted. “You are correct. I cannot, if I am to rule.”

“You can either release me, or I will just break out anyway when you aren’t watching. You cannot use me,” she stated, as he came trotting back into view.

“Unfortunately for you, Twilight Sparkle,” he said, a predatory smile crossing his face, “You have already lost. You will be kept, a loyal servant to my will.”

Twilight felt trepidation flood her. What is his game?

But instead he trotted behind her again. After a moment wondering what he was up to, he felt something hard, fleshy, and warm slide between her legs, which were in no position to struggle back.

A hoof hooked itself around her raised leg, and one of his legs took its place next to her lowered back one.

No… she thought, horror and sickness filling her as she realized what that meaty thing was. Her collar kept her from looking down to confirm it, but there was little doubt. No, he wouldn’t…

“Submit,” Sombra said, his deep voice with an imperious edge to it, and before Twilight could react, something was thrust onto her face.

Before she could wrench her head free of whatever this was, something at the back fastened around her, and at once, magical probes shot into her mind, anchoring themselves before she could mount a mental defense.

“No!” she yelled from behind the mask.

“Yes,” Sombra said. “Struggle all you like. I have honed and refined the spell bound to these masks. In just a few short moments, you will be mine, body, mind, and soul.”

“N-no, I…” she grunted, trying to fight, but before she could properly focus, Sombra drove his length into her.

“Aaaahn!” she gasped, white-hot pleasure shooting up her spine and ruining her concentration, allowing the metal mask’s magic to begin flowing into her unrestrained.

“N-nn...” she said, her protest dying in her throat.

Sombra simply chose to watch his work, as the alicorn stopped struggling, lying limp in her bonds. He could choose to have his way with her now, but it was far less satisfying than when she was his to control.

“Who… who is Sombra?” she finally asked, in a small voice.

“I am Sombra,” he answered, pulling back and thrusting lightly into her, eliciting a pleasured gasp from her. “I am very interested in your magic, alicorn.”

“I-interested in… me?” she asked again.

The eyes of the mask glowed a bright green, and it fell away. Twilight Sparkle’s face was revealed once more, her eyes glowing that same green, and her tongue lolling out of her mouth.

He started to move again, thrusting at a slow pace, wanting to let the spell the mask had implanted in her take root. Even though her mind had been wiped away, there was still a chance she could pull it together again, and he was going to prevent that.

“Why-- ah! Why do I feel so…?” she asked, before trailing off as he started to speed up.

“You feel pleasure because I give it to you,” he said. “I am the one who brings you your pleasure.”

“Y-yes,” she said, in the voice of one who was accepting what he said as truth. “Yes, you are. I feel… so good...”

“You should feel honored, alicorn,” he said as he started to feel his peak draw near. “You are only the third Princess I have taken the virginity of. One of the first few of the many to come.”

“Yes,” she sighed happily, her eyes rolling into her head as she drew near to her own orgasm as well. “Who… who were the others?”

“You can’t even remember that?” he asked, amused. “I suppose I shall have to reteach you everything. But for now… I shall give you my seed.”

“Yes, yes please!” Twilight cried out. “Inside me, oh please, inside me!”

“”Take it!” he roared, grabbing onto her mane with his teeth and pulling as his cock flared inside of her and began to shoot load after load of his sperm into her. “Yes…” he breathed as he felt it continue.

“AAAAAAH!” Twilight screamed, her legs twitching, and her vagina clamping down like a vice as she, too came. “YES! Yes! I can feel it! So… warm!”

He managed to hold himself upright, keeping her close as she basked in the afterglow of their orgasms, and reached around to rub at her belly.

“There is a special magic inside of you, alicorn,” he told her, trailing his hoof down to rub at her mound. “A magic I wish to use for myself. You will become pregnant, Twilight Sparkle.”

“P-pregnant?” her eyes widened, as though she could hardly believe her ears.

“Yes, with our foal. And when our foal is born, we will make another one.”

“Yes!” she said as he rubbed faster.

“You will bear my foals as long as you live, and when I need you, you will open the time portal to the different worlds.”

“Yes, my King!” she was bucking her back against him, trying to increase the rubbing of her clit.

“All shall bow before Sombra,” he said, the certainty of it in every syllable, as she cried out, orgasming again around his cock.

While he would have loved nothing more than to continue fucking her, he had to let the magic inside of her take root. Thus, he withdrew, letting their cocktail of lust trickle out of her pussy, and leaving her to hang there.

“A guard will show you to your quarters soon,” he said. “I look forward to your service, Twilight Sparkle.”

“Yes, yes my King,” she mumbled dreamily, basking in the afterglow of her orgasm, hanging limply in her restraints.

Ten months later found Sombra in his bed at his new seat in Canterlot Castle. It had taken some time to clear out the last vestiges of Celestia’s loyalists, but on seeing what had been done to their princess, who had now birthed two children and was currently swelling with a third inside of her, almost all of them were broken.

In short order, Sombra had taken control over all of Equestria.

There was still no sign of Luna, but if all went well, that would be fixed. She was a rather elusive one, but what good could she do alone when he had three alicorns fighting under his banner?

When he gave them their magic back, that is.

So far, he was only trusting of Cadenza, allowing her to use her magic once more, now that she was bent entirely to his will. Celestia and the alicorn Twilight Sparkle both may have been turned and belonged to him, but he still had some suspicions, particularly if ever they were to come across each other.

But once the latter’s magic was restored, no world would be able to evade him.

The thoughts of the future filled him with the grim delight he always felt before a battle. Knowing that the future held conquest always filled him with the eager and excitable energy, though not out of nervousness or anxiety, but anticipation.

“Still awake, my King?” Cadenza rose her head to give him a look. Deep within her eyes, he could still see the heart-shaped energy there, proof that she was bent to his desires.

“Just waiting,” he answered.

“You need your sleep. Should I…?” she asked, her hooves starting to trail along his thighs toward his sheath.

“As tempting as that is,” his magic shone and moved her hoof away, “tonight, it’s not your turn.”

Cadenza pouted. “Ever since you got that concubine, you’ve been spending less time with me.”

“I’ve been spending equal amounts of time with the both of you,” he corrected, giving her a slightly-irritated look. “She has birthed her foal and had her days of rest. It is time to impregnate her again.”

“When all of your foals grow up, they are going to be the most powerful ponies to ever walk these lands,” Cadenza sighed dreamily. “You’ll be able to conquer any land you want.”

“That is the plan,” he smiled at the thought. Sombra, King of the entire planet. With his wife, broodmare, and concubine by his side, and if all went well, Luna as well. “And after this world, multitudes more. No world would be able to evade his will.

The door to his room opened, and in strode the alicorn Twilight Sparkle. She wore a leather collar around her neck, her mane was done up in a rather prim bun, and on her horn shone both the black crystals and a golden ring under them. But beyond that, she looked no different than she had the day she was first brought before him. A far cry from the markless unicorn that still served him.

“Good Evening, my King,” she bowed.

“Rise,” he commanded, and she did instantly. “Come up onto the bed.”

For a moment, there was the ghost of a smile on her face, but it was gone as she did so, hopping onto it lightly and kneeling down before him as he slid out of the covers.

“How may I serve you?”

“You gave birth only a week ago, yes?” he asked.

“I did,” she bowed again, a joyous smile crossing her muzzle. “A beautiful baby stallion. He’s going to grow up to be so strong, just like his father.”

“Do you feel recovered?” he asked, choosing not to press. There would be time for that later.

“I do,” she nodded.

“Good,” he smiled. “You must sire more foals for me, Twilight Sparkle.”

A look of disbelief crossed her muzzle, before it melted into the look of a mare who had just heard the happiest sentence in her life.”

“Y-yes,” she said, a tiny tear beading at the corner of her eyes. “I will happily bear your foals, my King!”

“Good. Cadenza, cast the spell,” he turned to his wife and gestured at Twilight. Cadenza smiled lustily, her horn glowing blue and a beam of energy shooting into Twilight Sparkle’s belly. Twilight let out a coo as it did its work, making her fertile for his seed, but otherwise remained still.

“Good. Now, arouse me,” Sombra said, turning onto his back and exposing his undercarriage. His black sheath was there for the both of them to see. Cadenza’s gae hungrily latched onto it, but, not wanting to disappoint her King, she resisted. Twilight Sparkle, however, happily reached a hoof out and began to lightly graze it, trying to coax his cock from it.

When it slowly started to peek its way out, which didn’t take all that long, she dove right in, taking it into her mouth and sucking on it dutifully, using her tongue, just as she was trained. With each bob of her head, more and more of his stallionhood pushed out, and right into her waiting maw.

She’s been trained well, he thought before withdrawing his rod from her mouth and pushing her down onto her back. Too well. Time for the main course.

Without waiting for any acknowledgement from her, he pushed right in, hilting in one swift stroke, hips colliding with hers, and a meaty slap filled the room.

Twilight moaned in ecstasy as he did, and continued to moan as he started to pound away, but her moans quickly turned into yelps and screams as Cadenza leaned her head down and started to suck away at Twilight’s clit.

Couldn’t keep out of it, could you? he thought, with an amused smile.

As if to rectify the situation that she was not being pleasured, Cadenza lifted her lower body up and set it down on Twilight Sparkle’s face, the instructions rather clear.

In no time, the both of them were humming into each others’ mounds, all while Sombra continued to thrust into Twilight. With each retreat, her walls tried to pull him back in, and with the combination of his fucking and Cadenza’s sucking, they suddenly clenched.

“MMF!” she moaned into Cadenza’s pussy, her juices washing over his rod as she climaxed. The vibrations of her orgasmic yell were enough to send Cadenza over the edge as well, and she howled as she, too, climaxed, covering Twilight’s muzzle in her own juices

That sight was enough to send him over the edge, and with a roar, he came, emptying himself within Twilight Sparkle.

Shot after shot filled her up, kept within her womb by his cock, until, after what felt like hours, his pleasure receded, leaving him to collapse atop Cadenza and Twilight in a sweaty mass of limbs. He was sure Twilight would be impregnated. Cadenza’s spell, plus the sheer volume he had pumped into her would ensure that.

“I can’t wait…” Twilight breathed beneath Cadenza, “...to see what our foal looks like, my King.”

It didn’t take long for Cadenza to roll off of Twilight, the both of them snoozing peacefully in the bed, but Sombra was not done. He withdrew, his cock coming free and letting a dribble of their mixed cum drip out of her vagina to stain their sheets. But Sombra paid it no mind, instead trotting out to the balcony of his room, where he could see the lights of the whorehouse that Celestia now lived in, no doubt hard at her work.

He looked out over the lands he ruled, his mind already thinking of the worlds that would bend to his will once he removed the Inmanipulon from Twilight Sparkle, and he saw that it was good.

Long live the King.

Author's Note

Didn't quite get the reception I'd have hoped, but I still wanted to make this anyway. Plus, the really fetishy ones usually do have more dislikes than a typical vanilla clopfic unless they're really well-done, and this wasn't quite my best effort.

Big fan of the comic it's based on. Probably won't make the other ones Browned did, though. Some of them have fetishes I'm not into.

Anyway, that's it for tonight.

May your pants stay dry, your dreams be wet, and your orgasms be half as good as the ones I envision Twilight, Celestia, and Cadance having as Sombra's thralls.