Accord-Tized: Night Glider
The Night Time Is The Right Time
Night Glider stood outside the door to Saffron Masela's house. She'd been preparing for this visit all week. Ever since she saw her out by the street while she was out shopping for rare herbs, she'd been taken in by her. She’d just recently worked up the courage to ask if she could come over to her house some time.
She'd done the full workover. Professional haircut, decent, business-casual clothes, loud enough to look like she knew how to do a job, but quiet enough to not intimidate her. A subtle perfume as well.
"Okay, Night Glider," Night Glider breathed into her hand and slicked her hair back. "You can do this. Just do it like in the movies."
Don't the movies usually have it to where some kind of misunderstanding happens and then you have to make it up with some grand gesture of love? A thought intruded into her head. Do you really want do do that?
No, Night Glider answered. I don't. And go away, voice. I don't want to hear from you.
Fine, but you'll be sorry when you flub up!
I said shut up!
Night Glider sighed heavily. There was nothing left for it. It was either go through the door right now, or let her anxieties get the better of her and make her leave. Saffron would probably understand if she told her as much, but she still didn't like the idea of making any excuses for herself.
Night Glider walked to her front door and knocked. "Saffron? It's Night Glider."
"Night Glider!" Saffron happily opened the door for her. She was wearing a white summer dress, casual, but enough to let her sneak a peek at her cleavage if she was so inclined.
"I've been waiting on you," Saffron said, brushing aside one of her bangs and letting her inside.
"Oh yeah?" Night Glider muttered nervously.
"Yeah," Saffron answered, walking over to a beanbag chair. "I haven't been able to think of what to do for dinner tonight, and I was hoping maybe you could help me decide.”
Night Glider beamed.Now was her chance. This was a perfect opportunity to wow her.
“Mind taking your shoes off? I don’t want the floor to get dirty." Saffron said.
“Sure,” Night Glider kicked off her shoes, and just for the heck of it, her socks as well and set by the door. Saffron’s hardwood floor felt nice and polished beneath
"I was starting to think I should just order a pizza," Saffron said. "What do you think, Night Glider?"
"No need!" Night Glider said, brimming with confidence. "How about I make you something special?"
"Special?"
"For our new friendship!" Night Glider said. She took her hands. "Here. You cook a lot for others, don't you? Let me cook something for you. I insist. My treat."
Saffron turned away from her, blushing. "Oh ... all right, if you insist! But I should warn you, I don't have much in the kitchen. Most of what I buy goes into the restaurant.
"No problem," Night Glider said smoothly, letting go of her hands. "I'll improvise."
Night Glider went into the kitchen, waving to Saffron as she went inside.
Night Glider rubbed her hands in anticipation. She was still nervous, but this was something she had prepared for. She’d taken multiple online cooking classes in the days leading up to now to prepare, and she was ready to show off her chops.
"Okay, Night Glider," Night Glider said to herself, "you can do this! For love!" She raised a fist to the air if she was going to charge.
Night Glider set about familiarizing herself with the kitchen. She dug through the cabinets and found some rice and spices, perfect for a side dish. Looking through Saffron's fridge, she found some additional flavorings like lemon juice, and set them out on the table.
Peeking out of the kitchen door as she set up his workspace, Night Glider saw Saffron Masala kicking back and laying down in a recliner, getting cozy with a book in her hands. Night Glider tried to peek at the back. Maybe it would give her a better idea of her tastes for future reference.
She noticed she wasn't wearing her shoes and her feet were exposed. She wasn't sure why, but seeing her bare feet made her blush. She had never thought of herself as a feet girl before, but if it was another thing she could appreciate about Saffron Masala's beauty, why question it?
Night Glider filled a pot with water and set it on the stove to boil. While she waited for it to boil, she chopped vegetables on the counter, wrinkling her nose at the scent of an onion invading her nostrils.
Her confidence and her rhythm were disrupted when a brilliant flash of pure colorless light came from the other room.
"Eh?" Night Glider set the kitchen knife down and went into the living room.
"Saffron?" Night Glider called. Saffron was standing in the center of the room, her arms snapped to her sides as if she'd been called to attention by a sergeant.
"Are you okay?" Night Glider asked, walking up to her.
"I'm fine! I'm happy! So happy ..." she moaned and turned around to face her. Night Glider was frightened by the wide grin on her face. It was unnatural, like someone had placed spreaders in her mouth. "I'm a friend of Accord's! Wouldn't you like to be happy, too, Night Glider? Wouldn't you want to be Accord's friend, too?"
Night Glider nervously backed away into the kitchen. "I'd have to know more about this Accord before I decided whether I wanted to be friends with them." She chuckled nervously.
Saffron followed her into the kitchen with a zombie-like stagger to her movements. "Nonsense!
All you need to know about Accord is that he wants ponies to be happy, and the best way to do is to become his friend!"
"Is that right?" Night Glider said, his danger senses going off. She glanced at the knife on the counter and thought better of it. Saffron wasn't in control of herself, but she'd never forgive herself if she stabbed her.
"Yes, that's correct!" Saffron said. She grabbed Night Glider by the shoulders and pulled her forward. "Don't you want to be happy, Night Glider?" She raised up her leg and pressed her toes up against her labia. She leaned in close and whispered.
"I could make you so happy," she purred into her ear. She rubbed her toes up and down on her mound.
Night Glider's vagina twitched. She wanted this. She wanted Saffron to rub her feet all over her honey pot. She knew it was a bad idea, but her hormones got the better idea of her.
"Yes," Night Glider whispered back, "I want to be happy."
The rice pot boiled as it layed abandoned, its water overflowing and dripping down the sides of the pot, making the fire below it rise up.
Saffron laid Night Glider down on her back on the kitchen tile. She undid his pants and pulled them down, exposing her weeping nether lips, flushed with arousal.
She pressed the ball of her foot against her snatch. “You like that, don’t you?”
Night Glider blushed. “Yes.”
Saffron pressed her foot down harder and harder into Night Glider's crotch, digging her heel into her cunt.
"Do you like that, Night Glider?" Saffron asked. "Doesn't that make you happy? So happy?"
"Yes," Night Glider moaned. "It makes me so happy." ‘Oh, please, Celestia,’ she thought, ‘harder, harder!’
"I'll make you happy, the happiest you've ever been," Saffron said, "but if you have to be Accord's friend."
"Fine!" Night Glider shouted. She couldn't take this anymore. She needed to cum. "I'll be Accord's friend! I'll do anything! I'll do whatever, just please, let me-"
Saffron lifted her foot up and slammed it back down on her crotch, and Night Glider's eyes rolled into the back of his head as she creamed her pants, squirting a spray of honey all over her panties.
There was a bright, white flash, and a ping went off in Night Glider's head. Her eyes turned red and dilated, and her face curled into a broad, forced grin.
"We have to go and make someone else happy now," Saffron said.
"Yes." Night Glider raised herself up from the floor. Her movements were stiff like a zombie's. "Make someone else happy."
The two of them went outside and made their way towards Canterlot Castle. Along the way, they saw ponies running around, ponies trying to resist being happy. They couldn't understand why. Who wouldn't want to be happy? Other ponies grabbed hold of the crazy runners and brought sense to them, making them smile, ditch their shoes, and create dark spots on the pants.
One pony of note they passed was Twilight Velvet. Her face was broke into a half-grin, one eye red, the other eye blue. She had her hand down her pants and was obviously stroking herself, muttering some nonsense under her breath about resisting. A dark splotch spread across her pants, and the grin took over her face and made the remaining eye red.
Night Glider and Saffron arrived at the castle greets.
"Hello, new friends," a smiling guard greeted them. "Celestia is expecting you." He opened the door for them and let them inside.
They were guided through the castle and up to Celestia's throne room. There, Celestia sat on her throne, waiting for them while attended by two pantsless guards with their rods hanging out, all of them with smiling faces.
"Hello, Night Glider, Saffron Maseala," Celestia said, placing her fingers together. "It's so good to see you. Are you two happy?"
"Yes," Night Glider answered, sounding sleepy, "we're happy."
Celestia put fingers to her chin and examined them. "I think you could stand to be a little more happy. Guards, tend to them ... and you two, tend to the guards. I think you know what to do."
"Sure do!" Saffron chipperly answered. She and Night Glider got onto their backs. The guards stood over them, their limp cocks hanging loosely above them. Saffron knew it was their job to use their feet and make those cocks ... not limp.
Saffron moved first, raising up her legs and placing the pegasus guard's cock between the balls of her feet. She rolled her feet around, rubbing and stroking and getting the guard to stiffen up. The guard moaned pleasurably as his erection took place.
Night Glider, not under the spell for as long, hesitated. She got as far as raising his feet up and placing them on the rod, but after that, no rubbing came.
Celestia saw this and stood up, the broad grin never leaving her face. She tapped her fingers to
her head as her horn glowed and she sent waves of magic across the room, telecommunicating with Night Glider and Saffron.
Go on, Night Glider, Celestia encouraged. Don't you want to make him happy?
Ye-no, Night Glider answered. I don't want to make him happy. Something's not right here.
You're correct, Celestia said. Something isn't right, and it's the fact that you're not happy! Doesn't making others feel happy make you feel happy, Night Glider?
I guess so? Night Glider thought.
Then do it! Make him happy!
I don't want to.
Aw. Are you shy? Celestia cooed. Saffron is doing it. Don't you want to make Saffron happy?
Yes, Night Glider answered. I want Saffron to be happy.
And I know that if you make this guard happy, you can make Saffron happy, Celestia said. Wouldn't you like to make Saffron happy, Night Glider?
Yes, Night Glider said. I would. She rubbed the guard's cock with his feet.
There you go, Celestia said. She sat back down, but her horn continued glowing. That's it. Keep rubbing. Go faster. Harder. Make them cum. Making my guards cum will make them so happy! Swallow it. Swallowing their cum will make them very happy - and it'll make you happy, too! You'll be so happy after you swallow their cum, you won't believe it! You'll be so happy that you'll never feel sad again. Doesn't that sound nice?
No, a part of Night Glider argued, a part way in the back of her mind, but her body continued giving the guard his foot job. That sounds terrible. Without sadness there can be no joy. Pleasure doesn't mean if there's no pain, no sorrow. If we're just happy all the time, then are we truly happy?
Yes! Celestia answered cheerily in his mind. Rub harder, Night Glider. The more you rub that big, strong cock, the happier you feel. Go deeper. Deeper. Give into the happiness. Succumb to Accord. Be happy. Deeper. Deeper! And once you make them cum and swallow, you can go the deepest you can ever go.
Saffron? Night Glider weakly thought, turning over to look at her. She was happily stroking the pegasus guard's rod without a care in the world. She had her mouth open, ready to swallow his load whenever it arrived.
If she can be happy doing it, then I guess I can. For her, Night Glider thought, and she squeezed the guard's shaft hard.
"Yes!" Celestia shouted, leaning forward from her throne. "That's it! Do it! Make my guards so HAPPY!"
"Happy, happy all the time!" Saffron cheered, rubbing the guard's shaft up and down. His erection was at full length now. It throbbed a little, and shot out a rope of semen that Saffron expertly caught in her mouth, pushing herself up and swallowing the load as it went into her throat. Some of the bubbly cum dripped down her chin.
Night Glider watched all this with some envy. She'd love for that to be her vagina, her ejaculate, and for Saffron Masela to swallow her juices.
You can, Celestia whispered in her mind. You can have all that and more, if you'll just finish making my guard happy.
"Happy," Night Glider said. Yes. That was it. She could make this guard happy, and then she could make Saffron Masela happy by feeding Saffron her own delicious cum, and then once he made Saffron happy, she could be happy. It all made sense now.
Night Glider redoubled her efforts to stroke the guard's cock. It firmed up and twitched. Night Glider opened his mouth wide and caught it just as well as Saffron had when the guard came and shot a solid rope of semen out from the tip of his shaft.
Night Glider swallowed it quickly, barely paying attention to the taste. All that mattered was finishing the job and making the guard happy so she could make Saffron happy.
The guards sighed, contented.
"Guards, give some space to the happy couple," Celestia instructed. The guards backed away, giving Night Glider and Saffron their space.
Night Glider rolled over and climbed on top of Saffron. She looked so cute with the spot of cum dripping down her lip through her chin.
Night Glider's vagina throbbed in her pants. Celestia used her magic to help her out, unzipping and taking her pants off for her.
Night Glider pressed her vagina against Saffron's mouth and ground down, moaning as she thrust her tongue into her heated depths and lashed at her trembling walls. She could hear Saffron’s thoughts while they were connected.
Must make happy, Saffron thought. Must make cum.
Yes, Night Glider thought. Make happy. Make cum. Cum makes happy. Happy makes cum.
No! the treacherous little voice in the back of Night Glider's head whispered. Stop! Stop what you're doing! Don’t you realize what Celestia is doing? She’s using Saffron to make you submit! Can't you see this is -ooh. Ooh, yes.
Night Glider's grin grew and she moaned loudly, spitting an impressive amount of feminine cum into Saffron Masala’s mouth. Saffron moaned and stroked at her own genitals, turned out by the taste of Night Glider's cum and making her wet down there.
It felt like Night Glider was cumming her mind out. Her free will, her independent thought ... all lost, never to return, oozed out of her vagina.
Night Glider sensed Saffron's distress, and distress was unacceptable. Only happiness was acceptable. So she turned around on her body and tore away Saffron’s garments, pressing her fingers into her vagina and fingering her hard. Saffron moaned, her voice echoing off the walls.
"Oh, Night Glider!" Saffron said. "You're going to make me so happy!*"
The doors to the throne room creaked. Twilight Velvet stumbled into the room, her grin drooling slightly and her hand still in her pants.
She made her way across the room, totally ignoring Night Glider and Saffron Masela banging on the floor right next to her and focusing on Celestia.
Celestia rose as Twilight Velvet approached the throne.
"Twilight Velvet," Celestia cupped Twilight Velvet's chin. "Are you ready, my dear?"
Twilight Velvet nodded. "I"m ready, Celestia. Ready to be happy. So happy. With you. With Accord. For all eternity."
"Very good," Celestia said. "I have special plans for you, Twilight Velvet. Plans you're going to help me with, because that will make me happy."
"Of course! I'll do anything to make a pony happy," Twilight Velvet said. She fell to her knees, clutching at Celestia's dress. "Please, please let me cum again. That would make me happy. I'm sorry I tried to fight you before. I know better now."
Celestia chuckled. Her horn flashed, and Twilight Velvet hollered as cum flowed out of her honey pot.
Night Glider had moved onto eating Saffron Masala out now. As she sucked and slurped on her snatch like an anteater slurping ants from their mound, she reflected on the events that brought her here, giving cunninglingus to the mare she loved right in front of Celestia - in the throne room, no less.
The more she thought about it, the more it seemed like a fair trade. Sure, she lost her free will. Sure, she lacked the capacity for independent thought was part of a happiness-obsessed, sexually perverse hive mind ... but she and Saffron were together now, and for that, there was no price she wouldn't pay, even if meant giving up her own freedom and Saffron’s. As she ate Saffron out and sucked up the cum she blessed her with, she was sure she felt the same way.
Author's Note
I wrote the first draft of this under the mistaken idea that Night Glider was male and I don't know why. But if you see a pronoun that's not right, don't be afraid to shout.
