Author's Note
Warning: What you are about to read consists of acts of depravity, vulgar language, etc. If you do not have the stomach to handle this, I suggest you click away or off this page immediately. Otherwise, enjoy the story.
This story is for the Incest is Wincest Group contest: Spoopy October Incest Contest! Hope you enjoy, ya sick, and magnificent bastards.
Chapter 1
Canterlot: 8:30p.m. The Drunken Alicorn Bar
So, it's come to this, has it, Nighty boy. Here you are, wallowing in your sorrows like the world has come crumbling apart on you...well, it certainly does feel like that. But you're not the one to blame for feeling like this...No, that lies on her...Twilight Velvet...Someone who you thought was the entire world to you has finally shown her true colors to you. My eyes can still remember it all...It's only been a few hours and I've lost count of how many beers I've gulped down but damn it the picture's been seared into my mind, burnt clear of her on her back, legs spread open as the bastard drove himself into the mare who birthed my children, and her moaning gleefully like a common street whore. Not giving a damn about anybody but herself or THOSE WHO LOVED AND CARED FOR HER!!! ONLY FOR HER SELF INDULGENCE!!!
SLAM!!!
"You alright, pal?" The lonely bartender asked me. My fist curled tightly as if I was about to knock someone's lights out. It was true...I did want to sock someone in the jaw...But he was now beyond my reach. I glanced over to my left, and then to my right to see onlookers peering at me.
I managed to draw a sigh as my fist relaxed and unfolded. "I've been better." I responded, "Just had a rough day, you know."
Giving me a nod as he continued wiping a mug clean, the fattened barkeeper went back to tend to his other patrons. Feeling the need to quench both my thirst and ease my mind I sipped another of the piss colored nectar. It's been my only form of comfort for the last few hours.
As I was drinking my self out of my misery, the bar stool next to me slid and screeched from its original position, and rested far enough for another figure to sit beside me. I couldn't care who it was next to me...well...at least not until their voice spoke to me, in a voice I knew too well.
"Dad?"
That word alone got my attention. There were only two I knew who'd call me that. This voice was too masculine to pass as my sweet little Twilight. No, this was the voice of my oldest son, Shining. I looked to him in my depressed and sloshed state.
His slight cringed face give it away that I wasn't exactly looking my best. "I'm a mess, aren't I?"Realizing that I knew what he was thinking, Shining did his best to cover his tracks futilely.
" What? No! Nonono! I...just wasn't...expecting to find you in a place like this." I scoffed at such a remark as I drank more.
"where would you expect me to get a drink? Celestia's cunt?"
"I just thought...you'd go someplace more..." My boy began to respond before I interjected.
"Fancy? On our budget? Not that often I wouldn't...Besides...This was on the way home."
Home, the word now's been corrupted, with thoughts of what happened in our bedroom...How many times has she allowed that son of a bitch into our sacred space...a space meant for only us and... A hand placed itself on my right shoulder, his hand, my boy's hand.
"Something's bothering you, pap. I can tell."
Letting myself breathe a bit, I downed my fifth drink of the evening. Wiping my mouth, I decided to try my luck and reassure him nothing was off. "It's nothing. Just work-related bullshit."
I nodded to the barkeeper to pass down two more. Who better to have a drinking buddy than your boy, going into the military Celestia bless him. My mind was escaping into thoughts of how I was now the father of not only a fine young stallion wanting to serve his country. But a daughter who is now studying right under the Princess herself. Shining snapped me out of my imagination, and back to reality however when kept staring at me, unphased by my alibi.
"Dad, you are many a great thing...But a liar isn't among that list. Something's seriously got you really ticked. Come on...Out with it"
He sips his brew, with his gaze still directed at me. Who was I kidding anyway? True my job is tiresome, downright pain in my ass. But it paid the bills and kept the family fed. Even that wasn't enough for her...Not in the least bit at all.
But how does a father like me explain to his son that his mother has slept around with other stallions behind his back? How will he react to such an accusation like that? Suppose Twilight was to learn this...this could be very problematic. But still, I felt he deserved the truth. No use making up another half-assed excuse. I took a breath to gather my thoughts, and carefully chose my words in my mind.
"Son...you ever get the feeling that you're not doing enough with your life?" Shining looked to me puzzled.
"Not enough? Dad, If you've always wanted to do something..."
"That's...Not what I meant." I interrupted. "What I mean is doing enough for the welfare of the family. For a while I thought I was doing my absolute best, getting you guys through school, providing a roof over your head, getting food on the table. I thought I was giving it all...Evidently not."
I could tell he was still processing my rant, trying to piece together what was off. That was until I noticed the look of realization was on his face, as he looked back to me.
"It's mom, isn't it?" He asked.
Giving a slight nod, I down another sip. "Yeah...I...I don't know how else to say this...But on my lunch break, I wanted to surprise your mom..."
I can still remember the time it was... noon. The walk home was just about as cheerful as it was on an October day like this. The sun was shining bright, not a single cloud in the sky with me carrying a bountiful bouquet in hand. Roses more exact, she always liked roses. I could see the house, and our fence with the gate shut. Upon hoping the gate so youthfully, I looked to see Velvet's garden was growing beautifully and honestly, I was quite proud of her hard work, as I stopped to sniff one of her daffodils. The sweet scent assured me just how life was perfect. Little did I realize my last moments of happiness were me opening the front door.
I didn't announce my return home, wanting to surprise Velvet. Who'd have thought that I'd be the one that'd be surprised? I heard voices coming from upstairs, hers...and another person's voice. A stallion's voice. One I have never heard before...and thumping...Loud Thumping, as if something were tapping the floor. Quietly I made my way up the flight of stairs, and proceeded down the hallway, stopping just before the door to my left...Our bedroom.
The door was slightly open...open enough to see directly inside our room, but enough to obscure me to them...THEM...To my horrific shock, I saw it all. The two of them bare naked to the world, those lustful two indulging in acts of sheer depravity. This stallion, brown-furred, blonde maned son of a bitch was sticking his rancid cock into my woman's cunt, and her moaning in ignorant bliss, calling out his name as he trusted in, locking lips with her, as he cropped her soft mounds of breasts of hers. breasts that have fed our babies, babies we created from our love. Her screams became louder, and louder as she peeked.
"YES! YES!!! YES FUCK ME SILVER PLATTER!!!"
Those words echoed in my mind, as I watched on, tears fell from my eyes.
I could feel my heart tearing in two as she called his name out, as he grunted like a beast as his thrusts became harder, forcing her screams to get louder and louder, gripping his back as the two embraced their climaxes. Her mouth dropped, and eyes rolled back as the faggot pumps his seed into her. She never liked condoms...she liked to feel the warmth of a man's seed in her. I can see he pumped a lot into her, as it seeped into our sheets.
But, I was a fool to think that was the end of this depraved insult. No...he goes further to then stand above her panting body, and let loose a long yellow streak on her, covering her face, breasts, and cunt with his sticky yellow urine, all the while Velvet smiled and moaned. Yes...she was enjoying this...she enjoyed being humiliated this way?
He then shakes the member as he concludes his defilement of my bedroom a Velvet got on her knees to clean it up. I was getting sick from watching this. Barring this no further, I crept downstairs, all the while hearing him boast how he could do things better, calling me a faggot for not tending to her sick depraved needs. I went to exit the house through the back door. I was not one to leave my presence unknown to chance, I discarded the beautiful Bouquet into the trash and went back towards my workplace, all the while dark clouds began to move into place by the pegasi. This truly had become a dark day, in more ways than one.
Not a single word could escape Shining's mouth, as I ingested more of my drink. I can only imagine what he's thinking. Many thoughts included him punching in my face for speaking a word against his mother. Others included him trying to convince me it was all a dream. Though what he did manage to squeak out caught me by surprise.
"That bitch..."
I put down my beer as I turned to him. His voice sounded as if some sort of doubt was gone from him. Did he know something I did not?
" Can I tell you something?" He asked. Knowing I was in for more unpleasant news, I nodded and ready to endure another grueling tale of my wife's disgusting participation behind my back.
"This was about three years ago when you were out-of-town..." He started, "I was heading out to hang with some friends for the night, and I forgot my wallet. When I was coming home, I saw mom letting this guy into the house. I didn't recognize him at all. So...I snuck in upstairs, and I saw him...and mom...well, you know..."
I sighed silently as I heard the words pour out of my son's mouth. There was a mixture of rekindled anger that my son had seen his mother deprave herself to anyone other than myself, and reassurance that I wasn't alone with this knowledge.
"I didn't tell you this before because I thought I was seeing things, or that I thought you were role-playing or something. But, now I know that was the same asshole. Look, dad, I know you're not perfect, and that you may have missed a few things in our lives. Little league games, recitals, and so on.. But I grew to understand that you didn't want to. You wanted to do what was best to give for us. The holidays were the best times and you made damn sure of it. But now that our worst fears has come true, I now wanted to talk to you about something."
I put my mug down as I listened to him.
"I may or may have a way to get back at mom for this so...I had Twilight brew these in secret. Don't worry, she doesn't know"
Shining then pulled up his bag from the base he was training at and unzipped the side compartment that contained a few vials, of a bright blue glowing potion. "These vials contain a potion called Lupinotuum Pectinem Beati Lacobi, which means Werewolf Ecstasy. It's a potion that will give you a temporary case of Lycanthrope, while still being fully in control of yourself after your transformation under a full moon. It also acts as a sexual enhancer, improving stamina, sperm production, and making sex really good for you, which I wanted to try with Cadence, but she planned to hang with Twiley on Nightmare Night. So...I was thinking..."
I knew where Shining was going with this. Here I stand either willing to accept my sons' proposal, and we committed this debauched and unholy act of revenge, or that I would take these vials and use them myself to take revenge on the whore. But, due to my constant drinking these past few hours, my thoughts were a tad clouded when I made up my mind.
"If we are to do this...Twiley must never...EVER know."
"I know dad," he said, "I'll take this to my grave, just as long mom gets what's coming to her."
So it was, that we clinked our mugs as we signed our pact with a swig of our beer. He, of course, asked me when we'd carry out our plan, and where. I knew exactly when and where and assured him while downing my last drink that it will be a night she'll never forget.
