Roll for Her

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Roll for Initiative

Shining Armor strolled through the grand halls of Canterlot Castle. Red carpet tickled his hooves and stain-glass windows warmed his back with sunlight. Despite not being their captain anymore, guards in his path still saluted him. If they were paying particular attention they’d have noticed an extra pep in his step. Hearts and Hooves day beckoned him to meet his one true love, here, in their old home.

Everything fell neatly into place with Luna descending upon the Crystal Empire before Shining and Cadance’s debated holiday to Canterlot.

Don’t worry, Shining! Luna can handle everything for a couple of days. I even offered her our quarters in gratitude.

“Why’s that? I know we have a comfy bed, but—”

“The comfiest in the Empire! And relax. She’ll never find your magazines. I took care of it.”

“Erm, The... Equine Dynasty League’s publications—”

“No, no - the otherones. You know! In the false lock-box?”

“Oh. Erm, h-how lon—”

“I'm the Princess of Love, babe. I've always known!”

“R-Right.”

“There’s nothing wrong with likin’ ‘em big, Shiny. In fact, I can see the appeal.” She chuckled. “You don’t have to worry about Luna anyway; she already knows too. She can see everypony’s dreams, you know!”

Shining rounded a spire and smooth carpet transitioned to hard, groaning wood. His hooves rapped down a staircase and he turned the corner of a storage hall. Above creaking floorboards Shining recalled the not-so-distant days of his youth.

Low chuckles and playful giggles seemed to echo off the stone walls and he could almost feel a pink hoof caressing his neck. Eerie, perhaps, but his heart fluttered nonetheless at the thought of spending the day with his dearest Cadance.

Don't think I'll ever understand you, hon. One day off and we could have gone anywhere! Beautiful beach-side getaway or a nice little cabin away from it all. You were always complaining about how cramped this old castle was.

He stopped before a large door at the end of the hall, worn with age. Fitting for what might as well be a portal to the past. He nudged it open.

“Greetings traveller.”

Shining Armor’s jaw went slack and his eyes widened upon entering the room. A flood of old memories cascaded to the forefront of his mind. Flickering torches illuminated little figures, dice and terrain pieces positioned atop a vast campaign map that took up the entire floor.

Entire villages, mountain ranges, castles and forests dotted the landscapes. This was Ogres and Oubliettes—but on a truly royal scale.

He didn’t recognize most of these pieces; Cadance had been busy. Speaking of; a gloomy figure stood at the far end of the room and spoke again.

“You’ve arrived at the uncharted, developing land of Equestria thousands of years ago. Kingdoms and fiefdoms rule this land. Even the Celestial Sisters have yet to appear.” Cadance stepped forward into a clearing and shook the teeny trees surrounding her gold shoes.

Shining marveled at the ornate, sky-blue ball-gown draped over her body. Her shimmering, violet eyes lay behind a thin, blue veil. “Courage and skill in sacred spear saw you become a paladin in your kingdom. To be royally betrothed is your eventual fate.”

He was entranced by now. When it came to his wife, of course, that was always the case. He was frequently reminded of just how lucky he was. A whole world’s worth of eligible stallions and she’d chosen him. His ears perked as she laid on the exposition.

“You’ve been in love with the princess since your youth. Differences in status meant nothing to you or to her.” Cadance bowed and further retreated behind her veil. “Your powerful love endured it all. Harsh training. Deadly missions. You navigated even the scheming of nobility to ultimately win her heart.”

She laughed. “Truly, you are a most heroic knight.”

“Giving me the goosebumps here, Cadance.” Shining found his voice after a few seconds of silence. “You look amazing! I love the gown; it’s beautiful.”

“You'll love what's beneath it even more.”

“Say what?”

“But your sacred day fast approaches!” Cadance turned to the side and, with a flap of her wings, hovered over the landscape. The dress, so elaborate in design, featured a myriad of ribbons and clasps that bobbed about with every wingbeat.

“You’ve ascended to a rank rivalling that of a noble and have vowed to present a ring to your eternal love.” Cadance hovered sideways and, as Shining followed, his forehoof bumped into a toy castle. “But on the day he hopes to ask for the princess's hoof in marriage...”

A familiar smile crept across Shining’s lips upon recognizing Cadance’s fillyhood playset. He looked back to her and she turned away, the ball of her gown obscuring her back. Cadance tilted her head, horn alight with brilliant magic.

Shining shut his eyes tight and felt an odd sensation surround his body.

“Evil strikes!”

Shining's eyes fluttered open and he groaned to his knees. A breeze caressed his face and he blinked into focus. Things were not as they should be. For one, he felt heavier. He looked to the ground and found it was composed of cobblestone and mortar very different from Canterlot Castle. “Whoa!” A metal slab suddenly slid over his eyes and squeaked when he lifted it back.

A helmet?

And over his chest and back; a familiar weight. Solid armour, black as night, hugged his body. Beneath that still was a shirt and—curiously enough—a snug pair of briefs.

“What the... C-Cadance?” Shining looked about the narrow stone lane before him. On either side were high walls featuring numerous openings in-between.

Crenulations. I’m standing on a castle wall.

“Cadance? Where are you?” He called. “Are you okay? Cadance!”

The fur on his neck stood on end and an odd wind swept across his back.

“And so begins the quest!”

Shining Armor very nearly shrieked at a voice, distinctly feminine but huge! It all but made his bones tremble and blew him to the wall. He threw his hooves into the brick, leaning into their divide. The landscape opened up and he gasped at the sight.

Sprawling meadows blurred into distant mountains pockmarked by forests—but something was off about one in particular. In the middle of this forest an enormous, green sphere with many numbered facets jutted up from the treeline.

Clouds lazily drifted by but the blue of the sky wasn’t quite as deep as it should be. If he squinted, he could just make out a wood gridiron far above and balls of flame on walls far, far away.

“That’s impossible,” he muttered, overcome with disbelief in realizing what his wife did to him and the game board. Great bells rung out behind him. He whirled about to find a magnificent castle keep.

Flocks of birds lazily drifted about a distant bell tower rhythmically ringing over a rising chorus of trumpets and voices in the streets below. Shining looked down to a flurry of activity contained within the castle walls. Between a great deal of cottages and squares ponies dashed to and fro wearing their own suits of armor.

Enormous trebuchets swiveled into position and were loaded by yet more ponies. Below them stallions armed with bows gathered along the castle’s long walls.

As groups stormed past him Shining realized these ponies, though armored, didn’t have eyes or even a mouth! As they came ever closer he heard the clunk of their hooves and realized they were made of wood!

“They’re figures!” Shining Armor cried. He grinned wide and laughed as they took their positions amidst him. A tall figure dressed in black armor like himself approached him directly.

He planted a long spear in the ground and somehow croaked out, “Captain.”

Shining weakly saluted, all but beside himself. Second-best day of his life! Peals of thunder drew everypony’s attention over the wall.

The world darkened as storm clouds welled up out of nowhere. Lightning flashed and the accompanying thunder rolled closer. A mighty wind whipped Shining’s mane back to reveal his determined gaze. His training kicked in and he yanked the spear out of the stone and locked it to a notch in his side.

The booming voice returned, overpowering the tempest with ease. “Terror grips the land! An encroaching darkness consumes much of the empire and is poised to defeat it entirely. A powerful magic flows in the blood of the royal family and is the only hope of defeating this evil. They must be protected!”

Great bolts of blue lightning struck a nearby village and a cottage was suddenly flattened under an enormous, 20-sided die Shining looked to the number that landed.

16.

He could have sworn a distant giggle rumbled alongside the thunder as unarmored peasant miniatures ran for the cover of the castle.

The ground split and cracked around the die, spewing out an eerie, blue glow and ghastly pony-skeletons. In moments the ground was teeming with masses of hissing undead brandishing spears, swords and whatever else they’d taken to their graves.

Shining steeled himself and puffed his chest out. A small object suddenly clanked off his helmet and settled between his hooves. Another die; his size this time.

20.

The skeletons roared and rushed the castle as trebuchets and archers opened fire to little effect. The undead army clambered over themselves and fashioned a living, makeshift wall of their own that quickly scaled the battlements. The writhing horde spilled into the defender’s ranks and the battle truly began. Shining, however, could only smirk as he twirled his spear in his foreleg and tucked the die into his breastplate. He glanced at an engraving etched into his spear and an old, favorite memory came to mind...

'C + S

♥'

“Mares like it when you do stuff like that for them. Makes a girl feel special.”

“That... was a limited edition collectible.”

“And now it’s yours forever! Come on, Mare-Slayer. Let’s see what you’ve got!”

A skeleton struck down a nearby archer and hissed at Shining before leaping at him. With a devious grin he brought his weapon to bear.

“Oh, I’ve got plenty, Blushing Beauty.”

Shining smacked the sword from his foe’s hoof and spun to smash his spear into its side. The thing could only hiss as its bones exploded and were sent flying. Shining stepped back and panted.

“Skeletons. Why did it have to be skeletons?” He muttered. They always did creep him out.

It hadn't been long after he and Cadance started playing together that, immersed in his stat-sheet, Shining shrieked when a full-size anatomy structure had been tossed at him.

Shining Armor shook his head and gave his spear another twirl. “Where’s your place in this, babe?”

The battle raged on around him, every figure fighting as if they had lives that depended on it. From a spire to his left several horns belted out a distress call. White banners flapped about over the balcony and Cadance finally showed herself.

She leaned from the edge of the tower, white favor in hoof, playing her best damsel-in-distress. From beyond the board the great voice shouted, ”The princess is in mortal peril! Make haste, paladins!”

“Ha, it’s been a long time since we've had a game night.” Shining muttered. “But don't you worry, Cadance. I'm going to make this something special for you.”

He knew her desires better than anypony. He cleared his throat, held his head high and dropped his voice as low as he could.

“Princess! O, princess!” Shining threw out a foreleg and pushed his chest out, a beloved gesture of their past. His voice—much like the narrator’s—became amplified. Not so much as to be painful but enough to rise above the battle. Her masked face head up above turned his way. “Cast back thy veil so I may behold your beauty!”

The princess stood silent for a moment then gracefully tugged the garment back. The world seemed to slow until Shining could only hear his beating heart.

Her voluminous mane billowed in the breeze and an innocent beauty looked down at him. She next threw her head back and dramatically draped a foreleg over her brow. “My betrothed! Saddle forth and rescue me! My door will soon give to the galloping hordes without your aid!”

“At once, my love!” Shining at once made for the spire but stopped at the sight of skeletal arms hooking over the walls. In a flash several undead barreled over and charged him, empty eye sockets burning a magical blue flame. Shining Armor narrowed his eyes.

“O-Ho!” Shining guffawed. “Mine ill-purchased foes!”

One skeleton groaned in its struggle to stand on three legs.

“You came with swords, sure, but you were all missing a leg!” In one fluid swing Shining dispatched them all. “Some of you, two!”

He bolted forward, gaining speed before twisting about and blasting through another pair of ghouls. He next bent forward to ram his spear straight through a third. Shining stopped and dropped a foreleg to the ground, the other propping the pole in his follow-through motion.

“Gotta give Cadance credit on this one.” He smiled and stood upright. “Been too long since I’ve had a fight like this.” He glanced left to a staircase that would take him right to her. “Much less the feeling of being a hero. Always was my fantasy.” He began his ascent. “At least, until you walked into my life.”

Shining dashed up the steps and burst through the door to find a number of bone-piles scattered about, motionless. Cadance was just snapping the last one’s head off as he holstered his spear.

“O-Oh! Noble hero! You've, um, come to save me!” Her demeanor changed instantly and she dusted herself off, trying to brush her hair while tossing the skull off the balcony. “I apologize for the scene but those ruffians were simply ruthless!”

“So I see.” he chuckled.

“I'm so very glad you've come to my rescue!”

“Of course, my fair lady. Wiped out a whole army to get here!” Shining trotted over and knelt at her side.

“I saw from afar! Your talent with the spear is second-to-none. The way you cleaved your way through that terrible horde - all for me!”

“I would do anything for you. Don’t you know that?”

“Do you love me, sir knight?” Cadance whispered, already choking up at these theatrics.

“My princess. My dearest Cadance.” Shining leaned closer and his voice dropped low, sending Cadance’s heart aflutter. “You’re the one mare in my life worth fighting for…”

Cadance looked dreamily into her stallion’s deep, blue eyes and inched forward into true love’s kiss. When he shut his eyes she made her move, quickly removing his die from his breastplate. It tumbled to the ground.

1.

Just as their lips met the balcony’s door slammed open yet again and a tide of skeletal monsters poured out. Shining barely had time to react before they wrenched him away from his wife.

“S-Shining!” She cried.

He shouted and fought with all his might but was flung back into the wall and pinned hard. He could only watch in horror as the dark horde surrounded the princess. Instead of attacking, however, they knelt down as if in divine reverence.

Black, smoke-like tendrils snaked out of their eye sockets and collected around the terrified mare, ultimately enveloping her.

Shining Armor shouted again and he collapsed to his belly as the smoke and all the skeletons at once disintegrated. They had their prize. He’d failed.

The storm receded away from the castle and came to rest above a distant forest. That’s where she was. Had to be.

A terrible unease gripped Shining’s heart in the ensuing silence. Only his ragged breaths and the clop of his hooves accompanied his descent to the castle’s drawbridge. His comrades were busy putting themselves back together now that the battle was over.

“Remarkable.” He muttered. After racing across the drawbridge Shining slowed to a halt as the narrator chimed in yet again.

“What's this? The powerful magic flowing in the princess’ veins has been corrupted by the Darkland’s curse! Its great power surges through her very being but she cannot hope to contain it in her current state!”

The ground rumbled under Shining’s hooves and the distant storm clouds swirled with renewed vigor. Multi-colored lightning bolts shot into the ground alongside tremendous thunder claps. All the while thethe quaking strengthened.

Shining was forced to his belly as the rocking threatened to throw him off his hooves! From under the eye of the storm a shape rose above the forest canopy. Sparks of electric violet flashed across its frame as it swelled upward.

That was Cadance’s gown! Shining could only watch as her tail came into view as well. There was only one explanation…

Booming laughter resonated across the land and echoed off nearby mountains and rattled his bones.

“Feast your eyes upon me, naughty colt!” Cadance exclaimed. That was the narrator’s voice, but now decidedly her own. She was the mastermind all along! Her body continued to grow and a mighty RIIIP tore her beautiful gown asunder.

Before Shining Armor’s very eyes his wife’s swelling flanks slashed her dress apart and exposed what lay beneath. He could hardly contain himself at the sight. The now-giant princess had donned her finest lingerie beneath that dress. Each of her lengthy legs were wrapped in silky, white stockings, the rear-most held aloft with gold, heart-shaped clasps. Delicious, pink thighs all but spilled over the rim.

A white garter belt ran taut over her hindquarters and her supple rump was only barely held in by a pair of snowy panties.

“Agh, y-you... villain!” Shining forced himself to stand up. “What have you done with the love of my life!?”

“Oh, but it's still me, my paladin!” Cadance's ballooning body settled on its side. “Defeat is all but certain for you now!”

“And why is that, twisted witch?”

“Because your fated, beautiful princess is now your sworn nemesis!” Cadance's distant figure rose ever higher, growing far beyond the tops of the trees while her undergarments laid fully exposed. “Face it! My body, this lingerie—everything about me is irresistible! Not only is your little spear—“

“Don't you dare make that joke!”

“—no longer big enough to penetrate me... but your fantasy is now a reality!” One final spurt saw Cadance grow her most massive. The bulk of her frame now dominated most of Shining’s view. “Your princess knows your dirty little secret, naughty colt. Your fantasies of colossal mares!”

“Y-you fiend!” The winds finally ceased and the ground stopped its shaking. “Is that why you left me such tight armor?”

“Mwahaha!” She laughed. Shining let his eyes trail over his mountain of a wife and felt his briefs become a little more taut. He could barely see over her bulbous flanks! And those royal undergarments; they were crafted by the finest tailors alive. Their measurements were exact and cupped his wife’s every nook and cranny perfectly. Somewhere beyond those pink and white cliffs Cadance remarked, “I know the effect my curves have on you, little hero! Good luck fighting when your armor becomes a little too tight!”

“Curses!” Shining fell down onto a foreleg and hung his head in shame. “Gorgeous, gigantic mares... my mortal weakness!”

He couldn’t see her face, but Cadance was very pleased with herself. Very pleased indeed, if the nervous quivering throughout her giant body was any indication. With a coy smile she lifted her lower half to get a little more comfortable.

A lone cottage found itself beneath her shadow and was promptly obliterated under one of her cutie marks when she brought it down alongside a tremendous *THUD*. She couldn’t help but giggle at the sensation. A girl could get used to this...

Shining wobbled back onto his haunches as the whole table shook under the might of her settling rump. Fake birds fluttered skyward away from a pair of giant, jostling cheeks. With a simple sweep of her hind legs Cadance quite literally wiped an entire forest off the map and inched a die toward her husband.

She brought a forehoof to her brow and peeked over her butt at a nearby castle and the tiny pony standing before it.

“And lo! Who should rescue the fair princess but a brave, bold knight?” Cadance cried. “Go ahead and roll, babe. Let's see if the princess will be the one that really needs saving, here.”

Shining narrowed his brow at that. True, he felt utterly helpless before the mass of mare lying on her side before him, but he wasn’t about to quit. He pointed at the enormous die. “By all the powers that be, I vow to vanquish this ultimate evil and rescue my betrothed!”

Cadance fought to keep a nicker in her chest. This little stallion was just too much!

“T-Then cast your roll, little one! Or, if you fancy, you might forfeit and cast yourself onto my hindquarters.” Cadance smiled down at him and licked her chops. “We don't have to make a campaign out of this one. There's no shame in throwing yourself into my dungeon for all eternity.”

Shining shook his head. “You truly are a dangerous threat, aren't you?”

“Think about it, my little colt.” Cadance lowered her muzzle to the fluff of her chest. She chuckled and wiggled her hips to rock the ground again.

“Surely you can mount a far more effective attack against me from inside my panties.” She laughed as the might of her hips thundered down and plopped against the ground. “All my weak spots are there! And you never have to worry about me trying to escape!”

“Never!” He dropped into his hero-voice and shouted. “I resist these foul temptations!”

Cadance pouted as her plan faltered in the face of an inch-high paladin’s divine justice.

“Now cease thy ramblings.” Shining waved his minuscule hoof at the impossibly sexy settlement of a mare. “I love my princess and know she’s still in there behind the terrible temptress. I'll do whatever it takes to bring her back to me!”

Cadance put on a devious grin. “So what exactly are you rolling for, brave knight?”

“As captain of the guard, and with the threat of a giant on the horizon, I roll to muster a band that will help me brave the wilds and vanquish this ultimate evil!” Shining closed his eyes, focusing his magic in preparation to a die the size of a house aloft. “Watch in awe as an entire army assembles to defeat you!” He grunted in the effort.

The princess rolled her eyes and got to work. “Oooh sir knight!” She cooed. “You may want to open your eyes! My hoof has taken to playing with my round rump!” A loud, fleshy *PAMF* filled the air and was followed by increasingly pleasant sounds. Something incredibly massive but incredibly soft was hoisted back before being released back into place. Every audible cue drove Shining Armor’s perverted imagination insane.

“Mhmm.” Cadance purred. “Stroking right through my tight, little panties. A-ah yes. Getting myself very ready for our showdown! Ngh—y-yeah! Just like that...”

Clenching his eyes only made things worse! Shining tried to overcome her. To take all of the pleasant tensions gripping his groin and divert the energy into his horn. He planted his hooves and his glowing horn brightened as his wife’s moans grew louder.

“Ahhh... I-I... think this lingerie is... Nhgmm! Is... a little too small!” A subtle rocking rolled across the land. Rhythmic and distant *THUD*s shook the ground. A kind of grinding Shining knew all too well. “The crotch of these undies are just so tight! Oh dear; i-is that a spot I'm developing?”

Shining flinched and loosed magic-missile instead of levitation.

The sturdy, blue bolt slammed into the side of the green die but all the power and energy brewing in Shining’s horn barely sent it rolling two facets.

“What's the matter, paladin? Can't see what number you got?”

“I... can figure it out myself!”

Shining put his forehooves on the die. Trying to jump was foolish—there had to be some kind of spell that would allow him to see whatever was up there?

“Ooh, sorry hon.” Looks like the paladins aren’t too keen on joining you on this mission. Still, four’s not so bad!”

Shining’s ears fell back as she continued. “As for the tainted princess; I roll to summon another undead army! This time consisting of the fallen guard of lands already conquered!”

Her magic effortlessly carried the die away and she let it slice through a meadow and flatten a row of trees before stopping. “Well, wouldn't you know it... a NAT 20!”

“No way!” Shining’s armor clattered when he jumped to his hooves. “You're cheating!”

Cadance only stuck out her tongue. “Sorry; I don’t make the rules here! Good luck!”

That left Shining with no choice but to watch the ensuing chaos. The alicorn’s horn sparked to life once again and sparks fell to the ground around her form, sinking beneath the grass and ushering forth a new army of undead.

She looked Shining down with a knowing look. “You're not going to win this one, hon. It's not too late to submit to the forces of pleasurable evil!”

Shining cracked his head side to side. “Pleasurable evil? Subtle.”

“Oh hush—let a girl have her fun. Have at it, hero!”

A galloping sprang up behind Shining. Glancing over his shoulder he found a contingent of black-armored paladins crossing the drawbridge. They fell into a row behind him. Hardly the force he hoped for, but...

They would have to do.