Beatrix Belladonna Versus the Vampiric Planet

Dawn arrived in the capital with some help from Flurry Heart, tiny snowflakes swirling outside her room. The Queen knew she couldn't put it off anymore. She'd awkwardly admitted her tryst with Smolder to seal their alliance to Blueblood, who'd scoffed in disapproval, and Diamond Tiara who'd chuckled mischievously. “Awww, did you wet the bed?”

“No,” answered Flurry rather defensively with a scrunch of her snout.

“Diamond Tiara used to wet the bed from what her parents once told me,” mused Blueblood.

“Hey! Just for that I'm not sharing my collection of wines with you anymore!” She pouted.

They had sent a team of maids to clean the room and replace the bed while the alicorn coyly stared at the floor and rubbed it with a forehoof. She felt like a foal again, being scolded by her parents because she'd done something rather naughty.

“It was my idea,” admitted Smolder who was still somewhere between a human woman and dragoness. She followed her out to the balcony where Flurry had recently risen the sun, the morning dawning upon the Crystal Empire.

Beatrix Belladonna and Bellatrix Primadonna were already seated upon the rail. “Got laid, huh?” She winked at her sister and kicked her booted feet. “Seriously, I'm happy for you, sister. Best to let it all loose in case we don't make it.”

“Don't say that! We'll be fine!” Nevertheless Flurry swallowed hard.

“We do have quite a few new allies.” Beatrix looked skyward and the eyes on her hat and cape stared above too. “The dragons, all those new champions, an Ursa Minor and the Sphinx, not to mention our new sister!” She wrapped an arm around her.

Bellatrix smirked, still completely naked, as a succubus was hardly concerned with modesty. The only reason she'd ever bother with clothing was if it served as armor or made her even more alluring. “You can count on me, sister!”

The final members of their inner circle closed in, Trixie riding atop Starlight Glimmer who hovered over to them. “Well now, the gang's all here!” She playfully swatted Glim-Glam's rump. “Between all of us, Sombra won't stand a chance!”

“I certainly hope so. He's neutralized the Smooze twice before,” recalled Beatrix.

(Indeed. I am still far from where I used to be. Even so I shall aid your quest however I can, like always.)

“You're too kind, Smoozy. More than I deserve.” Belladonna rubbed her belly which felt warm from where he nestled in her core. She'd taught him about Equestria and now tried to do the same with Primadonna.

(Humble-bragging does not become you,) he teased back.

“Was that a joke? You are learning!” She tittered.

(Careful, or I'll give you a stomach ache.) He rolled in her womb, just enough to make her a little nauseous.

“Point taken! And I thought I was the cruel one...” He filled her with a warm tingle once more. She shivered and her cheeks colored, trying to subtlety rub her thighs together as blood rushed to her inflamed, moist sexhole. She writhed about, and barely suppressed a low moan as her lips puckered, her eyelashes fluttering while he massaged her g-spot in soft circles.

“Oh, don't leave me out. Didn't think you could hide it, could you sister?” Bellatrix wrapped her spaded tail with the anthro mare's. “Why not give me some lovin', Smooze? I promise I'll be just as enjoyable!” Bits of the slime slithered from Belladonna's snatch, some tendrils reaching out to rub her clit and plug her rectum below the leotard.

Another portion sidled onto Primadonna's tail and slowly worked their way into her twat and backdoor. “Oh yes,” she cried with shameless delight, clawed hands rubbing over her heavy udders. “Mmm, but I think maybe you're rather attached to a certain form, huh?” While the ooze slithered up her uterus and flooded it, her shape shifted at her mental command.

She also took on a form that recalled her sister's, born in the likeness of Trixie, but her skin was a pinkish-red, matched by brighter eyes. But she maintained her leather wings while her mane and tail had more of a curl. “I think the Smooze is now addicted to you, sister! Although I'm certain it works both ways!” She snickered and stroked her stomach.

“Like we need yet another Trixie,” teased Starlight who let her rider down.

“Oh, Trixie is one-of-a-kind! Her wonderful daughter is close, though.” She patted her child's shoulder with a smile. Shrugging with the realization modesty was pointless, she banished her own clothes, the human woman trembling with subdued pleasure from a chill which left her nipples rock hard. “Ah, nothing like a nude stroll to wake one up in the morning!” Her wide hips and buttocks swayed when she walked over to the rail and bent over when she leaned on it. “Lovely, isn't it?”

Starlight stared at her ass. “It sure is...” She turned her attention to overlooking the crystalline streets below, stealing the occasional glance at her exotic lover's delicious curves. “Better relish it while we can, we'll have to move out soon.”

“No time for a quickie?” Trixie hot her a sly look over one shoulder. “Between this new body and my daughter, I could almost thank the Necronomicon, if it hadn't cost Equestria so much.” She sighed. “But even if we put down Sombra, what then? We simply lock up the book and hope nopony else is ever able to lay claim to it? We need a better solution.”

“I agree. The temptation is too great. I hoped our trips inside would severely weaken it, but-”

“I made it even worse,” admitted Beatrix. “This is partially my fault. Before I would've taken on all the blame because I was too busy feeling sorry for myself, but I've had some time to self-reflect, with a little help from Smoozy. I'm a living key to the Necronomicon.” She clasped a fist around the Prima Materia which locked her cape at the neck. “But it works both ways.”

Starlight quirked an eyebrow. “Meaning?”

“I may have a way to stop Sombra, at least. But I'll have to get in close. Not sure about getting rid of the Necronomicon forever.” Was it possible to somehow seal it from inside? Maybe she could do like Sombra and take control of the realms from within? Of course, there was the risk such an act would simply corrupt her, too. She stroked her chin, considering options.

*****

By afternoon the entirety of Shining's force gathered in the coliseum. The cracked and grayed-out hole in the sky loomed ominously overhead. Most of their armies would proceed into the unknown to confront Sombra on Megiddo, despite the extreme likelihood of a trap, while a smaller number would remain behind to defend the Crystal Empire.

“You should stay and look after the city,” said Starlight who rested atop a fallen column.

“Come on, we'll miss all the action!” Vinyl stomped a hoof. “You sure we can't transport this stage? I'm sure a few dragons-”

“Maybe some other time,” said Smolder. “We'll need strong fighters here too, just in case.” She nodded at drakes perched around the area. “Besides, I'm pretty sure your music is great for morale! You can do more good here!”

“Fine.” Grumbles escaped the DJ but she decided not to press it further.

“You're such a foal sometimes,” said Octavia. “It's true. It may not be glamorous, but it's an important role.” Her marefriend whapped her hard on the buttocks, and she spun and glared, her buttocks wobbly and marked red with hoofprints.

Lyra swished her tail. “We won't let you down! We'll look after Fuschia and Lavender!” The pair of witches blushed.

Trixie smiled at her former apprentices. “Yes, Trixie is certain they'll be fine. They trained under me, after all!”

“Tree Hugger and the Ursa Minor are watching over Cherry Jubilee and her patients,” said Starlight as Trixie swung her leg over her and climbed aboard. “I'm sure Rarity, Pinkie, and Suri will recover. They have to be okay.”

“Well, no time like the present as they say...” Beatrix and Trixie rode atop Flurry Heart, while Bellatrix hovered beside them. The warriors started to move out in droves, dragons and pegasi serving as escorts who carried those who couldn't reach the void above. Most of them would be crossing into the unknown with the knowledge they might never return to Equestria.

One-after-another the mass of soldiers were ferried in. The sounds of celebration could still be heard in the distance, the Crystal Fair continuing under the guidance of Princess Blueblood and Diamond Tiara. As they neared the nexus between Equestria and Megiddo, the pop of fireworks, cheers, and the music dulled as an empty silence and a lack of smell settled over the travelers.

The Prima Materia buzzed within Belladonna's fist when she clasped around it. Almost like it was resonating with the Necronomicon upon their approach. The Smooze altered his composition, pumping chemicals into the witch in order to soothe her nerves. She smiled and touched her midsection in appreciation. Whatever happened, at least her loved ones were with her.

*****

The moment Shining's force crossed over, all over Megiddo's fleshy surface seemingly sprung to life, pulsing and writhing. The vampiric planet shook. Veiny tendrils arose and plucked a few pegasi out of the air, drawing the screaming soldiers down into the depths of opening fissures. Far more barely managed to evade them, hurling back javelins, while drakes unleashed thick cones of flame which made the air twist. The hellish blaze licked about, leaving black marks that bubbled and smoked.

From the abyss spilled a number of lesser eldritch abominations. Some the sort of twisted nightmares which would have made most ponies cower. But they all knew to fail here would mean the inevitable doom of Equestria, and so they battled onward, facing down a menagerie of monstrosities which were like a composite of so many different twisted creatures.

However Beatrix and her inner circle knew that these were mere distractions; their nemesis lurked in his lair at the core. “We have to let them clear a path.” She continued to ride atop Flurry with Trixie, the alicorn whipping about and unleashing colorful beams which seared apart beasts. “They'll serve as distractions, while we rush in and-”

“I'm not sending them on a suicide mission,” called Flurry who's face hardened.

“We don't have a choice. We can do more good at the source.”

“I won't throw their lives away, and that's final!” She continued to dart about, adding cover fire to aid her followers.

“Fine. I'm sorry, sister, but I'll go alone if I have to.” She hopped off, and was caught by Bellatrix, who swooped in.

“You reckless, selfish...jerk!” Flurry's eyes watered. She spun and turned back to the mission at hoof.

“Hey, wait for me!” Trixie leapt off too when the alicorn flew close enough to the ground. A horn manifested on her temple as she started to weave a spell, lips and fingers moving with practiced deftness as she fired off a few colorful explosions to keep the freaks-of-nature around her at bay. A bulbous creature swelled up under the blasts, popping into a colorless, viscous sludge.

Starlight broke away from helping Smolder deal with the chaos around them. “Should I come, too?”

“No, they need you here. Thanks anyway, Starlight.” Beatrix smiled tenderly at her.

“I understand. You're worried I'll fall prey to the Necronomicon again. But none of you can teleport, right?”

Beatrix stared at her heeled boot which she kicked about. “Well, yeah, but...”

“Trixie can short-range hop,” she reminded toying with a smoke bomb hidden in her cape.

“Not good enough. You need to close in on the core fast.” Starlight continued to fire off more beams, the foursome battling back-to-back, keeping the monsters who neared them at bay. “We slip in, stop Sombra, take back the book. Simple.”

“He does control this realm though,” reminded Bellatrix. “May not be that simple!”

“One way to find out...” Starlight attempted to visualize the planet's core, and transport them inside, only for them to vanish momentarily before they all landed back in place with a thud. “Damn! Looks like he's set up some sort of barrier!”

“Ouch...” Beatrix, her mother, and her sister rubbed their bottoms. “Guess we'll have to do this the old-fashioned way after all!” She hopped to her feet. She picked a hole in Megiddo, and headed towards it. “Okay, Glimmy, you can come. It'll be like old times! Just hope we don't end up captured by Sombra like last time...” She shuddered at the memory.

“Don't tempt fate sister,” teased Bellatrix with a titter.

“But do we have the resources necessary? Trixie has an ill-omen,” she admitted as her latest spells formed a glow around her fists and reflected off her physique. “Of course, she will follow you anywhere, but-”

“What you need is a way in.” A shadow crossed them when the Sphinx lazily wandered over. “I can provide that. Few creatures are a match for me.” She slammed down a paw, crushed a carapace-laden entity into mush, and more scattered before her when she bared her razor teeth and roared. In an instant she went from a beautiful creature to something rather monstrous.

“Sure.” Starlight pursed her lips. “But why?”

The Sphinx's features settled down and her posture relaxed. “Why not?” She heaved her shoulders and swished her leonine tail. “Perhaps I wish to hunt the no doubt superior prey below, not this...fodder.” She stared with contempt at the mashed up abominations. “Or perhaps I wish vengeance upon Sombra, who tried to use me as a tool and then abandoned me.”

“Good enough for me,” said Beatrix with a nervous smile. “Welcome to the team!”

“Those of you can't fly, feel free to ride upon my back. I don't bite...usually.” She flashed her teeth with an evil chuckle. With some hesitation Beatrix and Trixie clambered aboard. She took the lead, sailing into the depths, with Bellatrix and Starlight struggling to keep up. The hollowed-out center oscillated around them, the air itself heavy and oppressive.

While they descended ever deeper into the abyss, even stranger entities began to make their appearance, some so bizarre it was difficult for most ot perceive them. But Beatrix and Bellatrix were able to fully perceive them, a reminder that whatever their appearance, neither of them truly belonged to Equestria. Claws swiped through the air, tearing through the flesh some had taken and reducing them back to their astral forms. A light-show barrage erupted from the magicians which lit the area.

Using the resonance of the eye-like Prima Materia, Belladonna pointed the way to the Necronomicon. The air became thicker and heavier. By this point it seemed like they'd evaded or exterminated well over a hundred eldritch horrors.

Within the gloom rested a throne of bone and flesh molded together. Pony skulls adorned the amalgamation made from the fused forms of freaks which he'd woven together. The sorcerer-king himself, Sombra, sat upon it in his newly-restored stallion shape. His head was adorned with a silver crown, a scarlet cape trailing behind him, and the Necronomicon rested in his forehooves. He paused between reading its dried pages and grinned at them. “I knew you'd come.”

Starlight immediately fired off a beam which he casually reflected with an invisible barrier that surrounded his island which hovered in the bleakness. He laughed. “No Flurry Heart? Well, no matter. I'll hunt her down later.” He pressed the tome to his chest, and the flesh parted to allow it inside, he and the Necronomicon now so in sync they were practically one.

“We're too late,” cried Glimmer. “He's united with it!”

“I'm not giving up!” Beatrix concentrated on the Prima Materia which resonated with the Necronomicon. “I'll need time!”

The Sphinx dove and pounded on the barrier which could momentarily be seen each time she struck. Tentacles arose from the gloom, ascending and descending from every direction, shooting out to try and claim hold of the invaders. They fired back, weaving and dodging, a teeming mass like them writhing below in wait for the flesh they so desired.

Bellatrix hissed, zipping about, still in her anthro guise. “There's too many of them! Damn it!”

“Sister,” cried Beatrix as the succubus was snatched away. She was dragged screaming past the barrier, thrashing as the tendrils delivered her to their master. He wasted no time, slipping his jagged crimson horn under the leotard she'd worn to match her sister, splitting it open at the crotch upwards. He licked his chops as her udders spilled free with a bounce.

“M-master,” she murmured when his tongue snaked out and traced one of her incredibly wide areolae. She shuddered pleasantly, her snatch already moist, unable to deny she was still quite attracted to him. Hooking his forehooves around her waist, he lifted her up, leaning back on his throne when he impaled her fuckholes upon his twin flared shafts.

She moaned whorishly when he split her open. Her cunt dripped down his veiny shaft and testicles. He sucked and pulled upon her breasts, distending them and her perky nipples, enjoying her just as he relished the show outside his barrier. Her body shuddered each time he slammed into her, tits and buttocks wobbling about, her belly bulging into his cock's shape when he battered into her cervix barrier and plundered her slippery womb, which washed his meat with her sliminess.

He came with such force she squealed and climaxed with him, showering his crotch with her feminine fluids. He filled up her insides with his jizz, bloating her stomach up, as his blasts spurted and flooded her warm orifices. He twisted her around and bent her over, pulling on her mane and tail while he continued to mercilessly rail her with the most savage thrusts he could.

“You're nothing but a joke to me, slut. Even your name was something I came up with on a whim.” Her titties slapped and knocked about with each piston, her asscheeks rippling each time he violated her sexholes. “You were made to be my plaything,” he breathed hotly into her ear. “My own personal whore, to use and abuse at my whim.”

It was a race to see whether Beatrix Belladonna could take control of the Necronomicon in way with aid from the Prima Materia. Yet even more tentacles arose to impede them, and more than once she and Trixie were almost plucked from the Sphinx's back, her mother and Starlight working with the ancient beast to protect her while she tried to uncover its secrets.

A cry of triumph from the witch turned to horror. While the Prima Materia and the Necronomicon started to synchronize, she felt her own body begin to shift, the cute form that masked her true nature breaking down. The eyes and mouths upon her hat, cape, and leotard went crazy, writhing and bleeding. Her flesh turned to a shifting cosmos before her bewildered eyes.

Her insides twisted and even the Smooze rolled and sloshed in her uterus with such violence she feared her frame would be torn apart from within. Tears streaked down her cheeks, but she refused to pause, determined to end this no matter the price...