Luna's Lunacy

Luna stumbled out of her room, disoriented and confused. She took a deep breath, and immediately realized how much she smelled like a horny mare, mostly because she was a horny mare. She lowered her head and looked down between her thighs, grimacing at the fluid drooling down her thighs, a string of the dead guardpony's sperm slowly drooling from her cunt as she watched. She did her best to clench herself up, briefly wondering if there was a spell for aborting potential foals, then just staring down the hallway.

"I can't see sister like this," she took a deep breath, "I need to get washed up." She probably could have used magic to clean up immediately, but somehow felt afraid to even use her power, afraid that even a taste of magical energy might send her over the edge once again. Anyway, she didn't think it could hurt to go get washed up first; it wasn't like she was going to suddenly fall asleep.

She turned herself about, legs shivering as she walked the other direction. She made her way to a window, thinking that flying might be the best thing right now given how many ponies she might pass on her way to the bathing area if she walked. She found herself a bit unsteady, taking a few attempts to actually take off, but was soon in flight.

Flying over the Canterlot gardens, there were a good deal of ponies doing the rounds today. It looked like there might have been another school trip from Ponyville, something she had bad memories of from before. Her eyes glanced about down at the foals, and she suddenly blushed at the realization that her thighs were starting to drool again.

"No... this can't wait... I should just clean up with a spell and then go right to Celestia..." Luna thought.

Though when she attempted to bank back towards the castle, she ended up loosing her 'balance' mid-air and barrel rolling towards the ground instead. Smacking through the branches of a tree, her fall was softened, but she still landed on the ground with a hard thump, eliciting a high-pitched scream from a near-by pony.

"Wow you really scared me!" the voice continued on.

Luna looked up to see a familiar face, or rather over, since even in her collapsed state her face was pretty much even with his own. It was Pipsqueak, a small colt foal that she had met at the Nightmare Night celebrations in Ponyville and that had really taken to her. He was small, even for his age, which couldn't be more than seven or eight, sporting an adorable white and brown pinto pattern and a short brown tail and mane with matching brown eyes. Normally she would have loved to stop and talk to the little one, but at the moment she felt she had endangered him terribly by just being here.

"We... art thou alone little one?" Luna's eyes looked about the immediate area, then found themselves going to the foal's underside, checking out his predictably smallish sheath.

"I got separated from the group, but I'm glad I did now cause I can tell everypony in class that I met my favorite Princess!" he galloped up to her, trying to help her up off the ground. He was barely strong enough to lift more than her head, but she hobbled up herself anyway.

"He's alone, he's all yours," the voice in her head spoke, "No one will know if you're discrete."

"No!" Luna blurted out, quite out loud, causing Pipsqueak to pause and stare up at her.

"Are.. you okay Princess Luna?" Pipsqueak quietly asked, then seemed excited again, "Cause I was hoping you might take me to see where you stay! Or like a favorite place you like to play, or a scarey hideout!"

Luna stared at him, pushing her hind legs together as if she thought that would contain the juice pouring down them as the voice in her head spoke to her, "Come on. Just look at him, how delicious he looks. Take him to a secluded place so that you can hear him scream and sob as he dies." Images flashed into her head of all the things she could do with him, a hundred different ways of molesting and murdering him.

"We... you desire us to take you some place scarey?" Luna found herself saying, though she immediately bit her lip as if to try to restrain further words.

"Oh will you?" Pipsqueak jumped up and down excitedly, "Yay, I can't wait to tell everypony!"

"Pipsqueak, are you around here?" a voice called out from around a hedge corner, sounding like the teacher Cherilee, and Luna looked back to make sure she hadn't seen them yet.

"It's now or never! Think how hot it will be to murder the brat and mail his corpse back to his parents! You are a goddess. Their lives are yours to use as you desire." the voice rattled in her head.

Luna turned back towards Pipsqueak, her horn glowing as she picked up his tiny form, then held a hoof to her mouth in a "shhhhh" motion. The little on giggled, knowing what they were doing was naughty, but still just expecting a fun treat; after all she was a princess, so he was sure he was safe with her. Luna's horn grew brighter as she brought him near, and with a flash they were both gone from sight before Cherilee could even realize they had been there.

When they opened their eyes again, they were standing in front of her statue just inside the edge of the Everfree Forest. She hadn't even consciously chosen where to go, but was now surrounded by the large trees of the forest, though the clearing they were in was quite well lit at the moment.

"Oh, we're here? I was sorta hoping for some place I hadn't been before, could we go there?" Pipsqueak looked up at her hopefully, still not knowing how terrified he should be.

"We... it is not the place that matters, it is what we will do to our loyal subject..." her mind raced as her eyes looked back at him and her hind legs pushed together again in realization that she was that much closer to doing something terrible. For the moment, she convinced herself that she didn't have to kill him, that it would be fine just to play with him, that he wouldn't tell anyone of their fun, and it wasn't like he'd say no to her, right? "Thou must never tell anypony what we do here now."

"Oh... okay!" Pipsqueak promised with a smile, "Is it scarey?"

Luna didn't answer him, instead taking a deep breath as she spent one last instant trying to fight the perverted lust she felt. She pulled her legs apart, the flesh separating with a moist noise as she pried her thighs apart from all the wetness there, and moved a single fore hoof under his chin. She moved it beneath him, then lifted it up to push the little one onto his back.

Pipsqueak only giggled in response, still thinking it was innocent play, not old enough to pick up on her scent properly or even think to look back at her drenched thighs. Luna moved the hoof down to his small sheath, rubbing at it firmly, and it did seem that he was at least mature enough to get a hard on as his cock grew slightly larger in it's fleshy container.

"Uhhh," Pipsqueak wasn't certain now, and moved a back leg to try to push Luna's hoof away, but the polite kick didn't move her, "Princess?"

Luna didn't answer again, drool starting to dribble from her mouth as she rubbed him more firmly, finally moving to pull his sheath back slowly so that his little organ popped free out of the tip and began to harden fully. He blushed intensely, seeming to instinctively know this was naughty, but his tiny legs pressing together did nothing to stop her.

"Do you know what sex is?" Luna's voice was loosing it's proper Canterlot accent, too into the moment to remember herself, "Because we're about to do that..."

"Uh... is that when a mare and a stallion love each other very much and... uh... are married? Are we gonna get married?" Pipsqueak's eyes went wide, as apparently he had been given 'the talk', but was completely unsure of the details.

"Oh please," Luna rolled her eyes slightly, panting, "You can do it just for fun too. You like fun don't you? I'm going to make you a stallion."

Without waiting for his answer, she lowered her face down, running her tongue out and lapping against him. She coiled her tongue about his balls, slurping one into her muzzle and then the other, wetting them well. She then moved her hoof away and moved to wrap her tongue around his fully hardened shaft, easily pulling the entire thing into her muzzle and slathering it with her saliva, tasting the sweet young flesh, having to restrain herself lest she decide to bite it off before properly devirginizing it.

"W-wow!" Pipsqueak panted, his eyes incredibly wide as he stared down at what she was doing, "Yeah I love fun!" he may have been a foal, but he was still a male, somehow instinctively knowing that 'scoring' with a Princess was a big deal.

Luna moved her muzzle into a proper position, then started slowly bobbing her head, slurping his shaft from base to tip repeatedly, lapping the tip with each stroke outward, reaching out her tongue to pet at his balls with each stroke inward. She may not have done this often, but the experience she did have at her age amounted to more than any other pony could do in one lifetime. One fore hoof went to his chest, holding the now wriggling colt down against the ground, using her tail to stroke her own pussy while she blew the sweet underage hard-on.

Soon Pipsqueak wasn't able to speak, just writhing on the ground, letting out a high-pitched moan as her strokes increased speed with each stroke. She felt his shaft throb, nearing the first orgasm of his short life, and renewed her efforts, coiling her tongue around his shaft with each stroke. She couldn't believe how hot it was to do this, her hips humping against her tail excitedly while she continued.

It didn't take Pipsqueak long before he squealed out loud with the most adorable orgasm possible, his little hips pressing upwards happily as his young shaft expelled a small load of infertile seed into her mouth. She moved her tongue to scoop it up, rolling around the ball of foal spunk to coat her gums with a thin layer of it, then swallowed it down before pulling her lips free of his shaft.

"I... I think something just went wrong!" Pipsqueak was clueless as to what just happened to him.

"Oh no, that was quite right." Luna's voice sounded incredibly wet as she swallowed again, then slowly spread her wings as she leaned back against the Nightmare statue, then spread her legs as well to show her drenched slit to the little colt, "At your age you shouldn't be spent, come on and fuck me."

"F... fuck?" Pipsqueak had never heard that word, but his eyes showed that he had an idea of what she meant, "Y-you mean... put it in your...?" He slowly pulled himself to standing.

"Yes, put it in my drooling, foal-cock loving pussy." Luna moved a fore hoof to point at her gash, just in case it wasn't clear to him.

The little one just stared at it for a few seconds before moving forward with excitement. He pulled himself up onto her belly, his head barely even making it to her belly button as he pulled himself up, then thrust his little hips several time, somehow managing to miss with each stroke. Luna smirked, moving her tail to boast him slightly, then pushed his rump into place with one hoof before pushing him forward. His spit-slicked shaft easily popped inside of the adult mare's cum catcher, making her shiver. It wasn't that big, to be sure, but just the idea of doing something so wrong was getting her off like crazy.

"W-wow! Oh wow!" the little one blurted out in excitement as he felt her passage clench down enough to stroke even his member.

"Oh the best is yet to come," Luna wasn't fooling herself any more, she knew that she was going to kill the little one, and was already rationalizing it as having a bit of fun before having Celestia help her correct herself. Nopony would know that she had gone this far, after all, and such a hot act wasn't something she would have many chances at, "Oh this will be a fond memory for me..."

"For me ... too!" Pipsqueak blurted out, his little hindquarters quickly figuring out what to do, pushing his hips against her so that his belly smacked loudly against her, little hooves clenching about her belly to hold her as he fucked her wildly.

"Not so much a memory for you, enjoy it while you can," Luna smirked, petting the frantic little one's mane. His brain didn't register anything was any more wrong than it already was, his throbbing little shaft doing the thinking for him at the moment.

"It's... happening... again!" Sure enough, Pipsqueak was predictably quite the hair-trigger. His shaft fired off, fluid splattering against Luna's already drenched walls, mixing with her own juice and that of the dead guard pony.

Luna moaned out, more for show than anything, but then licked her lips, "Mmmmm, now it's time for the real fun." and with that, she brought her hoof up to push him off of her, pulling herself up before slamming the opposite foreleg down against his tiny shaft, giving him a groin kick that would have made an adult stallion fall over, "Now it's time to DIE for the pleasure of your favorite princess."

The little one screamed out, wailing like he never had before, body shaking as he held his groin with all fours, the strike hard enough for him to visible bruise. His eyes filled up with tears, and before long he was sobbing just from that kick alone. She found herself just watching him writhe in agony for a moment, licking her lips, savoring his last moments a bit before she would continue.

"I... though it was just gonna be scarey!" Pipsqueak complained as he was finally able to speak again.

"Is not death scarey?" Luna grinned, her magic reaching out to grab him, pulling him off the ground as he attempted to limp weakly away, "I am going to impale you on the horn of my own statue, then send a letter to your stupid parents so they will find you here, dead with the statue's bloody horn sticking in your ass and out your mouth."

Pipsqueak had no answer to that, he just started sobbing pitifully, a sound that would have made the toughest of ponies break down and cry themselves, but not Luna. Not right now. She took a deep breath, feeling her pussy remain drenched as if the very sound got her off, then took a moment to kick him around a bit more, moving him with her magic towards her, then playfully batting him back away with one fore hoof then the other. Smacking him hard enough to hurt and bruise, but not enough for him to fall unconscious, soon she was laughing out loud as she played.

Her eyes glowed as she finished, and turned towards the statue of her nightmare form, lifting the little one towards the horn and pressing his bottom against the sharp tip, "Time for some scarey butt fun..."

"Oh my goodness grief!" came a sudden voice behind Luna, "This act is beyond belief!"

It seemed she was no longer alone, Luna turned about to see Zecora, the herbalist zebra that lived here in the forest, staring at what she had walked up on in abstract terror. The zebra's aqua eyes were locked on Luna's face, clearly unsure what to do, her flanks shivering. It seemed she was dressed in her normal jewelry set, large gold earrings and neckbands, as well as leg bands around her right front leg. Her mane almost wilted from it's normal mohawk like status with realization.

"Ah yes, I see that realization," Luna smirked, using a final push of her magic to shove Pipsqueak downward, the horn penetrating his virgin ass. She actually took time to ram him downward several times, fucking his sobbing form against it before leaving him hanging there, her magic releasing him to hang there, "You do realize you're not going to survive this, don't you Zecora."

Zecora took a step forward, seeming ready to fight for the little child's life, but paused, realizing that Luna was right. The Zebra couldn't stand up to an alicorn of her power. Zecora turned, bolting off towards the treeline as fast as she could, trying to head towards Ponyville for help. The act was completely futile, her form lifted up off the ground by Luna's magic.

"No no, this is not the way!" Zecora cried out, a desperate attempt to reason with her, "Please have mercy on us this day! I can cure the little one well, and then not a soul will we tell!" as her body was turned around to look at Luna, her fearful eyes began to water, "You are ill my princess, please allow me to help your distress..."

Luna paused, her own voice now calling out to her from within, telling her to stop now, that it wasn't too late to turn back, that Zecora would be good to her word. For that matter, the zebra could probably purge all this from Pipsqueak's mind. It would be alright... it would be okay... her grip began to loosen on Zecora, and the zebra took a deep, hopeful breath.

"Shove the little brat up the zebra slut's cunt," the dark voice responded in her head, though it was strange, because rather than being a thought, this time it came from her own mouth, "Then make the story she told of you on Nightmare Night true."

Zecora's mouth was suddenly clamped shut by Luna's magic, so harshly that she bit her own tongue and yelped as she pulled it back. Luna then dragged the zebra towards her, flipping her body over and slamming it against the ground hard enough to leave her temporarily dazed.

"No more of your stupid rhymes," Luna stated more intentionally, "Zebras are a sub-species, and they are no longer welcome in Equestria. For that matter, once I have a firm control over our government, I promise to send my army to rape and pillage your villages until every last stallion, mare, and foal are dead." she grinned wider, "Though I may keep a few dozen for a few months to rape and slaughter at my leisure, savoring the extinction of your worthless kind."

She moved herself up to Zecora, walking over her so that her drooling cunt was directly over Zecora's face, looking down towards the zebra's plot as her magic forced her helpless hind legs apart painfully wide. She left enough wiggle room in her magical grip so that she could watch Zecora writhe, the zebra twitching as cum drooled on her face from the Princess's well-used pussy. She did this to the beautiful background music of Pipsqueak's wailing and sobbing, the little one choking, afraid to move less the horn sink deeper inside of him.

Luna dropped herself onto Zecora, pushing her slit forcibly against the zebra's mouth, loosing her magic around it a bit so she could hear Zecora attempting to speak as she started rubbing her cunt shamelessly on her face. She moved a hoof to rub against Zecora's pussy, wriggling it back and forth to test the stretch of the mare's slit, then chuckling at how loose she seemed. She pressed hard, actually able to pop her hoof into the fuck hole without too much difficulty, though this did make the zebra jerk and grunt in discomfort.

"Oh my," Luna observed, "Such a loose mare, and you're a hermit that lives in the forest too? Having some fun with the wildlife I take it." Luna glanced back at Zecora's head, then found herself laughing out loud as the zebra's bright blush confirmed her accusation, "Oh my, filthy cum bucket for all the animals and monsters, how delightfully naughty."

She shoved her hoof harder, sinking it up to the first joint, then starting to stroke slowly in and out of her, working her wide open. Her hips moved in a smooth mechanical motion, sliding her pussy forcefully into Zecora's face, allowing the fluid to drool down onto the zebra's face and into her mouth, as well as down to her eyes where it burned into them. Luna took a deep breath, then multi-tasked her magic to grab hold of Pipsqueak, yanking him off the statue and bringing him over. Luckily, he had not been raped deeply enough by the horn for him to bleed out, and was still alive, though he was only quietly whimpering now unable to make much other noise.

She tried to shove her other front hoof into Zecora, but found that she wasn't quite that stretchy, so instead dipped her magic into her and forced her to expand out that way, the zebra's entire body shivering as she was overstretched. Luna moaned slightly as Zecroa's screamed sent shivers and vibrations up through her pussy, and had to pause the stretching a moment to concentrate on her humping. She arched her back, cumming hard onto Zecroa's face, forcing her to try to spit out the fluid as it was expelled all over her face and into her muzzle.

She rammed her hoof deeper into Zecora's cunt, pressing all the way back to her cervix, then shoving it forward several more times to punch hard at the clenched shut opening. Finally breaking through with a bit of help from her magic, she felt her hoof dip into the presently unoccupied womb. Luna grinned, then yanked her hoof back, keeping the hole open with her magic.

Pipsqueak looked up at Luna with a pained, begging expression, but that just turned Luna on all the more, her hips starting to once again move against the struggling Zecora's face. Pipsqueak's weeping young face was pressed against zebra cunt, opened wide enough for him to fit, but not so wide that her wet walls wouldn't be tight against him. She shoved the foals entire body, her hoof against his little plot, thrusting him forward at the same rhythm that her own hips thrust against Zecora's struggling face.

Luna had never experienced a feeling so incredible as she watched the foal's head disappear into Zecora's cunt, his struggling and weeping sending ripples up through Zecora's body as well, though the zebra was far past the ability to enjoy this. The magic kept shoving the foal, sinking him deeper with each thrust. The now bloody cunt lips wrapped about his shoulders, is little legs kicking as they were pinned against his body, the juicy cunt slurping further and further about him.

Luna moaned, leaning down and lapping up from Zecora's clit to Pipsqueak's sheath, then back down again, savoring their flavor and shivering violently, her hips moving faster as the zebra beneath her started to struggle just to breath. She shoved Pipsqueak deeper, and soon his hind legs were pinned down as well. Her magic forced the cunt open further, allowing enough stale air inside to let Pipsqueak stay alive a bit longer, then gave another violent shove of her hoof, not stopping until the bulge that was Pipsqueak was fully inside the overstretched womb, bulging out Zecora's belly. Luna's pussy, which had stretched over Zecora's muzzle, spasm-ed in ecstasy, cumming once again hard over her face as the zebra struggled to breath.

Zecora lost all control, suddenly pissing herself in fear and agony, the fluid splattering unexpectedly against Luna's face as she leaned down to lick at the gaping zebra cunt. The princess jerked her head back and sputtered, then watched as Zecora tail hole convulsed and she shit herself as well, splattering a mess of green and brown into a small pile on the ground, then splattered over with more urine.

Luna screamed in rage, yanking herself up off of Zecora. The zebra took a greatly needed breath of air, but soon found herself being flipped over with Luna's magic. The moon goddess slammed Zecora's head against the mess that she had made, rubbing it in her own feces in her rage, then using her magic to force Zecora's mouth open as she force-fed the zebra her own shit, making her gag in disgust and struggle mightily against the magic.

The force-feeding only stopped when Luna caught sight of Zecora's belly, laughing out loud at how the form of Pipsqueak struggled inside, moving to slam the zebra back down onto her back once again, this time with her head pushed into the pile of fecal mush. She sat down on her face, less to face-fuck her more and more to just keep her fairly quiet while she finished with her.

"Mmm that's it," Luna moaned, "Time to become the first fatality in the zebra genocide, monster-slut; time to gobble you up."

Luna leaned her head down, biting her dull teeth suddenly against Zecora's clit, then grunting as she took a moment to magically sharpen her teeth into fangs. She bit down again, this time tearing into flesh, pulling her head back as she ripped off the clit, chewing on it, savoring it before swallowing it down. Her mouth went back down as Zecora spasmed again, tearing off first one lip and then the other of her pussy.

She chuckled at the struggling belly, batting it a few times playfully with a hoof, her hips starting to slowly move again in arousal. The entire unexpected nature of this kill... just slaughtering a complete innocent on a whim, had her shaking with glee. She sank her fangs into the bleeding hole that had been Zecora's vagina, then tore back, ripping through her flesh and right up her belly.

She carefully avoided tearing into the womb. In fact, once Zecora's belly was ripped up to her rib cage, she used her hooves to push open the slimy mess and then dug her face into it, clamping on the business end of the womb, then jerking back, assisting with her magic as she pulled the Pipsqueak-full organ out of her. Using her magic to tie it off, the carefully moved it up to the statue once again.

Pipsqueak continued to struggle, his innocent form apparent in the womb, which he barely fit inside. Luna had promised that she would impale him, and she fully intended to. She sank the rear down onto the statue's horn, using a spell to see inside for better accuracy. The little foal managed to let out a final, blood-curling scream as he was impaled up the ass, far deeper than before.

The horn sank all the way to the bend in his intestines, then snapped right through them and deeply into his organ cage. His little body was squished tightly so it would go even deeper, and soon his spasming body was fully impaled, bloody horn tip exiting his muzzle. To the naked eye, it was just a fleshy bag atop the statue, the struggling slowly ceasing as the life left the young little foal; they'd have to cut it open before they realized who was inside.

Luna imagined the expressions on the ponies that might find him, causing herself to cum hard again against Zecora's face. She pushed her head back into the gaping hole she had made in the Zebra, pulling back a mouthful of intestines, then moaning as she wrapped a few loops of it around her neck. She dug out more organs with her teeth, scarfing down her liver, her spleen, then tearing out half of a lung.

It wasn't until this point that she was lucid enough to realize that the zebra she was straddling was very much dead, and found herself hoping Zecora had lived to experience a fair bit of the agony of being torn apart. She pushed her hips up and down, sliding the corpse muzzle in and out of her a few more times before pulling free, then pushing gore against her cunt and just rubbing herself against it as she arches her back and moaned, even more of her sexual fluids splattering around it as she came herself hard.

She fell forward then, suddenly, feeling exhausted, suddenly without any energy, perhaps just because all her activities had caught up with her. She murmured quietly to herself, "We must... see our sister..." But perhaps not so much for help this time....

The alicorn dozed off quietly atop Zecora's freshly minted corpse, sleeping soundly.