Starlight Twist sighed as they turned yet another corridor.

“Okay, seriously, if we don’t see something new in the next five minutes, we’re turning around,” she groused.

“No argument here. I feel like this whole thing is sloping downward!”

Twist might have lost her flight, but she hadn’t lost her sense of balance. “No, we’re definitely going down.”

“Great. Just freaking great,” Courage muttered. “At least there’s less dust. Maybe that’s a good sign.”

Twist pulled out her canteen and took another long drink. “I hope so. We’re going to need a refill soon.”

Courage followed her example, though she used a little to wet her face and muzzle. “Let’s just hope the water isn’t cursed.”

Starlight looked over her shoulder at the cute-if-presently-dour mare and tried to smile at her. Most ponies though Courage’s stallion-like brown mane and brown coat were dull, but Twist knew better. Courage was anything but dull. After all, there was a reason the mare hadn’t taken the shaman’s potion to restore her tail to a normal pony shape. Twist considered it a good thing, considering just what Courage could do with all those tails.

Twist shivered just a little and turned her face to hide her blush just as the corridor opened up onto a massive viewing platform.

“Whoa,” Courage whispered.

Twist didn’t have words.

The cavern was enormous, lined by a massive waterfall running down the entire rear wall. In the center sat an enormous stone pillar easily the size of one of Canterlot Castle’s turrets. Wide, shallow bowls were set into the pillar in a spiral staircase-like design that made water flow from one into another. It ended in a massive pool, with a single immense bowl on a raised platform that would give anypony on it a wonderful view of the entire cavern.

Columns lined the chamber, each overgrown in thick growths of plantlife. In fact, it looked like the same strange ivy that had slowed their fall down the shaft. But in here, the plant had overgrown nearly everything, including part of the platform they were on. Beneath the fronds lay strange jewel-like fruit that glowed a faint green, illuminating most of the entire chamber.

But most striking of all was the towering statue of a pleased-looked sphinx looking down on the bowls of water. The statue had a strange purple sheen to it, with some sort of clear jewel set into both eyes.

“This seems a bit much for a trap, doesn’t it?” Courage whispered. “And then some.”

Twist just nodded. The sound of the rushing water all around her made her hyperaware of just how dusty and dirty they both were, but a bit of common sense held her back.

“Are you…” Twist hesitated, licking her dry lips, “you sensing any magic?”

She ached to get into one of those pools and actually be clean again.

“That’s usually your department,” Courage quipped. Her light went out—the odd flowing fruit more than enough to illuminate their surroundings—and she hummed softly before shrugging. “The only spell I found is a water filtration spell. A really good one, too. I don’t think it’s even possible to get this water dirty for more than a second. It’s… actually really impressive.”

Twisted paused and nodded, before the sound of the waterfalls just got to her.

“Good enough for me!” Twist cried as she scampered down one of the ramps leading to the massive water fountain, already undoing the straps of her saddlebags.

“Wait, what?!” Courage cried, racing after her. “What are you doing?”

“Getting some water!” Twist shouted. “And getting this damn sand out of my coat! We both agree this is too big for a trap!”

“Yeah, I know but…” Courage ran side-by-side with her girlfriend.

Twist smirked at her. “Since when are you the worrier?”

Courage matched smirk for smirk. “Oh screw it, you’re right! Race you!”

“Like you could ever catch me.” Twist laughed and sprinted over the plant-strewn growth. She dropped her saddlebags, left Courage in the dust and flung herself toward the large shallow pool. She didn’t even care that her wings caught no air.

She came down in a delightful splash that seemed to melt away the stress. She let out a delighted moan at the touch of the cool water, but found that the water wasn’t deep enough for her to submerge completely. As Courage made the jump into the pool, she eyed the large viewing pedestal and smiled.

Before Courage could react, Twist shimmed up the side of the immense bowl and slipped into the water there. This time, it was deliciously warm, so much so that she let out a tiny little cry of pleasure as her body sank into the wonderful liquid.

“Starry?” called Courage. “Starry, where are you?”

Twist sighed and flopped her dripping body over the lip of the bowl. “Right here, silly!”

“That was fast. Enjoying the view?”

Twist thought cute mare looked even cuter from up here.

“View’s nice. Water’s nice. After I’m done, you should come up here and try it!”

Courage pouted. “What, I can’t come now?”

“Nope!” Twist shook her head, sending water droplets flying through soft white beams of light pouring into the pool from above. “It’s all mine for now! Coming here was my idea and you did trip that trap! So I get first dibs on the bath!”

Courage blew a raspberry, but didn’t protest any further, so Twist let herself slide back into the water.

Twist half-walked, half-swam toward the small waterfall from the bowl above her. She was curious what the next bowl felt like, but for some reason, she didn’t feel any pressing need to know right now. This one was perfect. She held her breath and slipped through the small waterfall.. The warmth of the water seemed to slip through her coat and into her very core, filling her from hoof to wing to chest. Then, as she came out the other side, the warmth flooded her mind.

She stretched out her wings and let herself float, enjoying the way her mane, tail and feathers swayed in the water. She felt every speck of dust or dirt vanish in the heat. Memories and images played across her mind. Simple things, really. Like finding the pyramid, their first look on the inside, the last night they’d spent at camp and where an accidental touch had led to very fun entertainment…

Her tail flicked back and forth under the water. Her hips submerged entirely, because that felt important. As she sank down, all that mattered was feeling the water over as much of her body as possible. The water’s wonderful currents—why hadn’t she noticed those before?—flowed over and around her. She blinked a few times and smiled up at the red-tinted gaze of the sphinx above them, staring right into her pool. Her smile brightened and for a split-second, Twist was sure the sphinx statue was looking directly at her… or into her…

Then, water shifted and the flow ran along someplace new.

Twist gasped softly, her hips bucking involuntarily. She knew Courage would notice soon, but… what sense was there in resisting such… comforting water?

“Starry?”

The water surged again and Twist spread her hind legs to give it better access. It started to stroke her stomach and chest. Then her wings…

“Twist? Hello? You okay?”

The voice was so much closer now. Who was talking? Her consorts knew better than to interrupt her when she bathed in the Pool of Passion. She turned over again and gasped as the water became almost solid, penetrating her briefly…

Something disturbed the water—something other than her movements—and she heard somepony approaching. They waded through the water, climbing over her wing.

“Hey, Starry? You okay?”

She opened her eyes to see her cons—girlfriend. The water was still warm, but now, it was just water. More or less. And it had left her on the edge. It did love to do that. She smiled.

Thankfully, Courage had been kind enough to unintentionally straddle her right wing while checking on her. Her hooves tingled softly. Courage could easily help her with her leftover need…

Yes, she was exactly what she needed right now.

Twist smiled, lifted a sodden wing, and gave courage a little stroke.

Courage instantly convulsed from horn to tail. She was always helpless whenever Twist did something like this to her. She was a bit of a feather-slut and showed it with a tiny spam of green magic. The second stroke got an even bigger magic burst.

“I… is… is... this the best time or place for this?” Courage stammered, her face a red that definitely wasn’t from the statue’s blessed light.

Twist found herself disappointed. Most ponies—at least when they were first brought to her—barely lasted one stroke. Oh well, some were stronger than others. Another stroke and this one left the unicorn a panting, shivering mess.

“Come on… no… really…” The brown unicorn protested, but there wasn’t any real conviction there. “I mean…”

This time, Twist slid a good half of her wing through the mare’s slit. The unicorn’s resistance shattered as she dropped and planted a hungry kiss on Twist’s eager lips.

“This… is a terrible idea…” The mare whimpered as she broke from the kiss. The water level had dropped so they could be comfortable in their fun while still keeping them nice and warm.

“I think it’s the hottest idea I’ve ever had,” Twist whispered. “Just pretend I’m your Sphinx Queen and you’re my slutty little consort. If you’re good, I’ll get you a collar with the proper label later.”

“I hate collars…” The mare muttered as her hoof began to work slowly against Twist’s pussy.

Twist giggled at the cute little submissive mare as she spun her around. “You might change your mind when I’m done with you.”

Now, they were face-to-face with each other’s sopping wet pussies. Twist glanced up at the lusty red light of the sphinx. She smiled and bathed in the light for a moment, then took a single lap of her slutty consort’s eager sex.

“Oh Celestia!” the pony cried, her hips bucking.

Twist giggled. “Why don’t you worship me instead of her right now?”

The mare made a muffled sound of agreement as she buried her muzzle into Twist’s pussy. Twist did the same to the mare. Then, tongues danced. This consort had a wonderfully talented tongue and she used it well. Twist used to think she wasn’t as talented as many in lapping mares into submission, but considering how the unicorn was reacting, she’d improved dramatically since… last night? When she was with… right. Courage Fire. That’s the mare on top of her. How’d she forget?

Courage tasted so much better than Twist remembered! She was a little sip of delicate red apples wine. She got a full taste when Courage came within moments of Twist’s first few laps. But still, Courage wanted more, which was good, because she hadn’t finished her Queen off yet.

A red light caught her eye. The sphinx again. Why did it constantly watch her? Not that she minded. Who wouldn’t like such a large and sexy thing watching her as Courage brought her to her first climax? She screamed into Courage’s pussy, but didn’t look away.

Her paws and tail felt a little strange. Her tongue felt a little rougher. Everything felt better.

She looked at the statue and didn’t see the cruel beast that terrorized ponies, but something else entirely…

Cruelty is not our only way… A whisper? Inside her head? It was something familiar, comforting, motherly… and insanely ancient. After all, our kind are defined by those who give us birth.

Courage came again. More wine red apple wine. Twist’s tongue impaled her consort and Courage cried out, her hips bucking.

No, you will not be cruel as our last daughter. The voice mused. It sounded pleased. You shall be sultry and eager, growing your pack through seduction and sensuality. Do it with our blessing, but do not forget the riddles. You must always give those you desire a chance. As for you, solve the one at the end of the path, and you may decide your fate. Fail, and you know your fate. But for once, is not failure a wondrous thing?

Twist came again, this time an orgasm that crashed through her body and mind. She couldn’t stop staring at those eyes as they shifted from red to the pink of a mare’s pussy. She couldn’t stop cumming. Moments later, the strange thing hit Courage. They were both locked in a cycle of endless orgasm. This was her life now.

Oh yes, you will be mother to many litters. And… if you’re supremely blessed… father as well…

The pink light pulsed brilliantly, consuming her, consuming the world… but never consuming the pleasure…

Author's Note

Ooh, this was fun! Playing with a little bit of world-building like I did in "Spike the... Succubus?" I know all the legends, don't worry! But this is something different and fun~!

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