School Spirit

Raymond Skystreak, or better known simply as ‘Ray’ by pretty much everyone, stirred up from his impromptu nap to a rather strange sight.

“What the hell?” Ray asked out loud. All around him he could see many of his friends and classmates wearing black formal outfits. The kind reserved for fancy dinner parties, weddings, and other such boring events.

He was quick to notice that something was… off. No one seemed to be having a good time. Rather, many of the present were crying lightly or in a sad mood. He could see his classmates from Crystal Prep and fellow students from the renowned Canterlot High chatting quietly between themselves.

“Hey, Brigs, what the hell is going on?” Ray asked a red-haired boy close by, but Brigs didn’t respond. “Hey, Brigs, man, I’m talking to you! What the hell is going on?” Ray asked again only to be ignored once more. “Screw you, too, then.”

Ray huffed as he looked around. He saw many familiar faces. Fluttershy, Pinkie Pie, the infamous Sunset Shimmer, Twilight Sparkle and her dog, Lemon Zest, Sour Sweet, C.H.’s Principal and Vice-Principal, and many more teachers and students. He even saw a large picture of himself resting against a wall adorned with flowers.

Ray blinked twice as his mouth fell agape, staring at his picture for several moments. Then, he began to laugh. “O-hokay! Okay! Nice one, guys! Ohooo, I almost fell for it! Don’t you think this is a bit too much for a prank?” Ray called before laughing loudly again. After several seconds, his laughter began to die down when he noticed no one had turned to see him or react in the slightest.

A wave of dread engulfed his spine as Principal Celestia made her way to the podium. Everyone else stopped what they were doing and sat down in their respective seats.

Whatever Principal Celestia was saying, Ray couldn’t tell. His mind was blank, all he could hear was static, and his heart had stopped beating inside his chest. Looking at his hands, Ray felt his dread slowly waver until he was able to discern a few of the spoken words.

“...beloved Raymond Skystreak. Dutiful student, loving son, a brave man. Today, we are gathered here to pay our respects to this wonderful young man…”

Ray couldn’t hear anymore. He didn’t want to. He didn’t need to. Realization finally hit him harder than anything before in his life.

“This is my funeral. I… I’m dead?” Ray asked, looking at himself in a nearby mirror. He was still wearing his Crystal Prep uniform, his grey hair was spiky and trimmed, his albino skin was unblemished, and his blue eyes were still there. But something seemed off about it as well. Mainly the fact that he could faintly see through his own body.

“Holy shit. I’m dead and I’m a ghost,” Ray whispered. “I’m a ghost,” he repeated louder. “I’m a freaking ghost!” He cheered. Rising to his feet, Ray walked over to the nearest person he saw. “Helloooo! Can you hear me? Can you see me?” He asked loudly, yelling at the C.H. student and waving a hand before his eyes without him making a single reaction. Feeling bolder, Ray decided to push the student only to see his entire right arm pass through him earning only a little shudder from both guys.

“Okay, so, I am a ghost. A real ghost. A ghosting ghost who can do ghost things,” Ray pulled his arm back. “Think, Ray, think, what can ghosts do? Well, no one seems to be able to see me or hear me, and I can’t touch anyone either. On the plus side, no more homework or having to worry about future bills!” Ray sighed at his own pitiful attempt at a joke.

Ray looked at his picture again for a few seconds before sitting in an open chair around the middle rows next to his classmate, Sour Sweet. “Hey there, Sour. How’s the weather?” Ray leaned back. “What in the second ring of hell am I supposed to do now? What are ghosts even good for?” He asked himself, paying no mind to Principal Celestia’s speech.

After a few minutes, he grew tired of thinking and his eyes traveled to Sour Sweet. Ray raised an eyebrow, surprised. It was the first time he paid any real attention to anyone’s outfit. Sour Sweet was wearing a thigh-high black dress that pressed firmly against her stockings. Her white shirt was mostly concealed by a formal black coat; though her usual ponytail remained the same. What really caught his attention was her cleavage. Out of the five active members of the Shadowbolts, Sour Sweet was without a doubt the one blessed with a bountiful bosom. The tight outfit she was wearing, while comfortable, gave a rather generous outline and view of her chest.

Ray stared at her breasts for a few moments until an idea popped into his head.

“You know, Sour Sweet, since I’m a spirit now, you wouldn’t mind if I do this, now would you?” Ray grinned as he reached a hand for her breasts. Alas, he phased through her body, to which he could only sigh. “Figures I wouldn’t be that lucky, even in death.” Ray pulled back and slumped down in defeat. “Wait a minute. I am a ghost now. Since I’m a ghost, then does that mean ghost rules apply to me now?” He pondered a moment before gazing at Sour’s chest again. “Think, Ray, think. How are ghosts supposed to work? What was that film’s name again? Ghost, the Shadow of Love or something?”

Raising his right hand again, Ray closed his eyes. “Feel all your emotions. Focus on your objective, your want… and then,” Ray chanted remembering the lines from said movie whilst moving his hand closer and closer to Sour’s chest. “Reach for it!”

A moment later Ray’s hand briefly made contact with Sour Sweet’s warm, soft skin. Ray watched, enthralled, as the teenage girl blushed and turned to face her left, embarrassed, only to find an empty seat before returning her attention back to Celestia. On the other hand, Ray felt giddy, excited, and powerful. His lips curled into a pervy, devilish smile.

“I am beginning to think I might grow to like this whole ‘being a spirit’ thing~!” Ray sing-sang before moving behind Sour Sweet. “Hey, Sour Sweet, wanna know a fun little secret? Remember all those times you Shadowbolts made fun of me and called me a Tit-Ogler? Whelp, it turns out you were right!” Ray admitted before he gently cupped the base of the girl’s breasts making her jump in her seat. “Ohhhhh~ So firm, so soft, and so heavy! What are these, D-cups? You must feel pretty damn proud of them!”

“Sour Sweet, you okay?” Suri Polomare asked sitting at her side.

“Y-Yeah, I just, uhhh, need to use the restroom for a moment,” Sour replied, blushing, preparing to stand up but a hand from Suri stopped her.

“We can’t move until the damn sermon is done. Surely you can wait?” Suri countered.

Ray smiled contentedly at how Sour Sweet sat down while he continued to cup and gently fondle her breasts from beneath her clothes. “You may be cute and all, but you aren’t my type, you know? Your attitude is kind of a boner-killer for me if you get my drift. Great pair of tits, though!” Ray chuckled right before a sudden doubt made him stop. “I wonder…” he mused as he leaned forward.

Ray whistled the moment his head phased through the coat and shirt Sour was wearing, but no further. It was a tight fit as he predicted but with her current position, Ray had just enough space for his eyes to see her back, and more specifically, what crossed side to side.

“Light green? I always thought you were more of a white or pink wearing kind of girl, Sour. But hey, I won’t complain, that bra is still cute,” Ray pulled back and stood up proudly. Looking at his left, he saw a row filled with girls from Canterlot High. Mainly its most famous students. His gaze landed on Pinkie Pie, Fluttershy, and Sunset Shimmer; three of the most well-developed girls in that entire school by far.

Ray contemplated his options for a second before shrugging. “Whelp, I’m cold dead already, so I won’t get in trouble if I have some fun at my own funeral,” Ray stretched his arms finding no real fatigue nor any popping joint as he did so. “Damn, that’s going to take some time to get used to.”

Taking a deep breath, he walked over to the three unassuming girls passing through any object or person in his way. When he reached them, at first he reached an arm to them but halted midway. He smiled playfully as he moved in front of Sunset Shimmer and then leaned down; his face phasing through her clothes. A moment later he pulled back and moved in front of Fluttershy repeating the same motion. When he was done, he did the same with Pinkie Pie.

“So Sunset likes white underwear, Fluttershy likes it red, and Pinkie, shockers, in pink,” Ray sighed happily like a kid who had done something naughty and gotten away with it. “Now then!” He said, kneeling. Then he placed his hands at the side of Pinkie’s breasts and pressed. Pinkie Pie giggled, squirming a little in her seat.

“By God’s grace, she has huge tits. I thought Sour’s were big, but damn, Pinkie must be an F-cup at the very least. Now I know where all those sweets she eats go to,” Ray commented as he traced his hands over Pinkie’s breasts, stopping briefly to gently pinch her nipples. The party-loving girl giggled again, blushing, but a stern look from Applejack made her stop and straighten up. Having had enough, Ray squatted over to Fluttershy.

With his hands hovering before the front of her rather large, concealed breasts, Ray lunged for his target. Fluttershy tensed up immediately at his immaterial touch, but didn’t squirm away. Ray sighed in satisfaction. “Oh man, how many nights did I dream of touching these big milk juggers. Damn, hers must be as big if not bigger than Pinkie’s,” Ray commented whilst squeezing and softly lifting Shy’s breasts; enjoying her living warmth and the incredible softness of her chest.

Having had his fill, he then moved behind Sunset Shimmer. Unlike the other girls, Sunset was known for her slightly rebellious nature, so it didn’t really surprise him to see her shirt had its top two buttons undone. He hadn’t noticed them before due to his previous angle, but from behind her Ray was able to see a small bit of cleavage. Reaching down with his hands, Ray took a firm yet gentle grasp of Sunset’s breasts. The twin-colored hair girl jumped in her seat attracting a few glances, though in a cunning moment fitting of her reputation she excused herself silently signaling she had a cramping leg.

“I can’t believe I’m touching the tits of one of Canterlot High’s idols like this. Ohhh, they feel as soft as I imagined, it’s like touching cotton candy. I think your breasts are a bit smaller than Pinkie’s, Sunset,” he said to her ear while he cupped her twin mounds and played with her nipples a little. “But that’s okay. You have a killer set as they are!” Ray laughed as he released his grasp.

Stepping back, Ray felt quite giddy and playful. Though it looked like Celestia’s sermon was coming to a close, he figured he still had enough time to have some more innocent fun. So, again he reached down to Sunset’s lightly exposed cleavage and ran a finger over her skin. For the first time ever, Ray watched the faint trace of his fingertip appear against Sunset’s softness.

With his free hand, he reached for her back. Phasing through her clothes, Ray reached his target. A moment later a barely audible popping sound reached Sunset’s ears before she felt her bra snap apart. Ray smiled seeing the girl blush intensely. Despite that, Sunset didn’t excuse herself. Nor did Fluttershy when he ever so slowly both unhooked her bra and unzipped her dress down to her waist.

Pinkie Pie, surprisingly, covered her breasts with an arm when he unclasped her bra. She tried to stand up but Ray’s ghostly touch pulling down her panties prevented her from doing so. Smiling widely, Ray leaped towards Sour Sweet again. Feeling especially vindictive and naughty, Ray unhooked her bra and pulled the front side down freeing her breasts. Not content with that, Ray then unzipped her dress to prevent her from standing up abruptly.

With a face red as a tomato, Sour Sweet could only sit there, confused and creeped out about what had just happened.

“I am really, really going to enjoy being a ghost! Who knew they could have so much fun? Maybe that’s why they haunt houses and stuff?” While Ray pondered on that subject, Principal Celestia stepped down from the podium giving way to Dean Cadance for the final, parting words.

Ray stood there, frozen in place bewitched by Cadance’s beauty and natural charm. If he didn’t know better, he’d call her a sort of Love Goddess. And whilst the very notion was silly, who could blame him for thinking such thoughts?

If Sunset Shimmer was an idol of Canterlot High, Principal Celestia a buxom cougar, and the recently transferred Twilight Sparkle a sexy underlying beauty, then Dean Cadance was all of that rolled up into a single woman. Unlike that old hag, manipulative bitch Ex-Principal Cinch, Dean Cadance was lovely, honest, and compassionate; basically the role model Crystal Prep never knew it needed.

Not to mention her near swimsuit-model-like figure. If there was a better word to describe Dean Cadance figure other than voluptuous, then Ray was ignorant of it. She was simply put the most gorgeous woman he had ever seen.

So it really wasn’t a surprise that many a male student were head over heels for such a paragon of beauty, Ray included. Even without a beating heart, Ray still felt butterflies in his stomach and a fierce blush manifest on his face.

He was sprung out of his rapture when everyone present rose almost at the same time from their seats. So enthralled he had been admiring the muse of his cringeworthy poems and lewdest fantasies, he never heard a word that came from her luscious lips formed with her silky voice.

And she was walking in his direction.

Ray shook his head and slapped himself twice. “Okay, Ray, hold it together. This is your one chance to get close to Dean Cadance. Come on, you pussy, you’re a freaking ghost now!” After his little speech, Ray spread his arms wide ready to give his beloved Dean a less than platonic, slightly grope-y hug.

Less than two meters apart, Ray froze again when he saw Shining Armor walk past him and hug Cadance tightly. He watched how the two hugged and gently caressed the other in a most warm, comforting, loving embrace. Ray approached the couple when Twilight Sparkle walked up to them putting a hand on Cadance’s shoulder.

“I can’t believe one of my students died like that,” Cadance whispered.

“Ray was a good student, but accidents happen, Cadance,” Shining comforted further.

“I know,” Cadance sniffed. “But… he had a whole life ahead of him, and now he’s dead.”

“Maybe he’s in a better place, Cadance,” Twilight offered. “It wasn’t yours or anyone’s fault. It was just an accident, sad as it may be.”

“Come, love, we did all we could. We still have to catch tonight’s dinner,” Shining Armor said ending the hug.

“You’re right. I can’t change what happened but I can take Ray’s memory and learn from it. Maybe that way I can help the rest of my students,” Cadance said firmly.

“That’s the Cadance I know,” Twilight giggled.

“You said it, Twi! Now can we go? I am staaaaarving,” Spike said making the three humans laugh softly.

Ray stood there, watching them go along with everyone else leaving behind only his family. He looked back at them thanking Principal Celestia for her words, then he turned to see Cadance leave hand-in-hand with Shining Armor. Traitorously slow, Ray felt his incorporeal heart shatter and break. As he began to shoot daggers at Shining Armor’s back, his mounting desire to push the unsuspecting man into oncoming traffic festering inside him.

It would be so easy, no one would ever know, Ray thought taking a step forward.

Suddenly, Ray shook his head. His rage, jealousy, and hate faded to almost nothing.

“No… no. I’m not a murderer. Besides, what chance could I have possibly stand against that pretty square-faced boy in the first place? And now that I’m a ghost, I can’t even tell Dean Cadance how I feel about her. Man, and here I thought being a ghost was going to be the shit,” Ray sighed watching the trio leave the room. “But I can show her… I can show her, even if she doesn’t know I’m the one doing it, that I am much better than Shining Armor in one aspect. What could that goody-two-shoes even know about pleasing a girl? Shining Armor is too much of a gentleman to even study that! But I did! I can show Dean Cadance I could’ve been her ideal lover,” Ray said to himself, resolute.

With that said, he proceeded to follow them.

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Ray followed the trio all the way to the Sparkle Household. Being so close to Crystal Prep Academy was a bonus to all of them, and soon the three of them had made themselves feel at home. Twilight had taken off her coat, Shining removed his coat and vest, but Cadance remained fully clothed though visibly more relaxed.

“I’ll get the food, why don’t you two lovebirds go sit on the couch while I’m gone?” Twilight said before putting on an apron.

“Will do. Thanks, Twily,” Shining Armor replied taking up the offer. “Come sit next to me, babe?” Cadance replied with a nod.

Ray also took the invitation sitting next to Cadance after she sat next to Shining Armor, cuddling up to the alabaster pretty boy. It didn’t take long for Shining Armor to turn on the television and change the channel to a movie. He idly lowered the volume just enough to prevent it from being too distracting from their cuddling session.

“Look at him, he doesn’t even take that open invitation,” Ray scoffed watching how Cadance nuzzled his shoulder and placed a hand on his thigh. “Well, if he isn’t going to take it, then I will~” Ray sang while reaching a hand to Cadance. With a first tentative move, Ray pressed a single finger slowly across Cadance’s left arm.

Cadance jerked still turning her head to her left side, unknowingly looking directly at Ray’s eyes.

“What’s wrong, babe?” Shining asked noticing his girlfriend’s abrupt reaction.

“N-Nothing… I think I’m a bit jumpy after the ceremony,” Cadance replied.

“Hmph,” Ray snorted before pressing his whole hand oh her thigh, squeezing it gently. “Sweet merciful Buddha, her skin is so damn soft it’s like I’m squeezing marshmallows,” Ray said in a blissful tone as he softly, lovingly caressed and squeezed her velvety skin. Any sign of his actions was concealed under her dress.

Cadance shuddered but said nothing further, instead of scaring or worrying her boyfriend, she convinced herself it was merely her imagination playing tricks on her. So, she sat there cuddling up against Shining Armor.

“Wow, I thought for sure she would panic or say something, but she’s enduring it. All for the sake of Shining Armor. Dammit! Dean Cadance truly is the perfect woman,” Ray said as he touched, prodded, caressed, fondled, skimmed, and brushed as much of his dear, beautiful Dean as he could.

His arms traveled all across her thighs, her stomach, her back, her waist, neck, cheeks, bottom, and especially her generous bosom. While it wasn’t as big as some of his fellow students, namely Fluttershy and Pinkie Pie, Ray deduced Cadance’s chest size sat on just the DD-cup range.

Ray couldn’t stop moaning, his breathing hitched from the wondrous feeling of fondling and playing with the breasts of his crush, but also from the excitement of doing so right next to her boyfriend with him being none the wiser. A key difference he noticed was that in comparison to Sunset Shimmer, whose soft breasts felt to him like cotton candy, Cadance’s softness was like holding clouds.

His digits dug into her supple flesh with ease, her warmth was nearly overpowering, and her fast heartbeat resonated through his entire immaterial body. Above all, however, were her reactions to his carings. Her desperate attempts to suppress her little moans sounded to Ray like a choir of angels.

He was about to unclasp her bra when a voice called.

“Dinner’s ready!” Twilight called from the other room. “I already set everything up!”

“Finally! I was starting to consider eating one of my legs,” Spike protested getting up from his doggy-couch.

“Let’s go, babe, time for dinner. After all, we have to celebrate-- Baby, Cadance, are you sure you’re okay?”

“I--I, yes. I’m fine, I’m just a little stressed, I guess,” Cadance said accepting a hand from Shining Armor.

“Oh, baby, don’t think like that,” Shining Armor said helping Cadance up. He then drew her into a hug and kissed her briefly on the cheek. “The new Principal of Crystal Prep can’t be stressed before her first day of work, now can she?”

Cadance stared blankly into his eyes for several moments, then she blinked.

“P-Principal? Me?” She asked, baffled.

“Surprise!” Twilight cheered, conjuring a short-lived light show with some of her Equestrian magic.

“Congratulations, babe. The board voted on it, and came to a decision this morning. They only told me because they didn’t want to interrupt… you know,” Shining kissed his lover again. “No one deserves that promotion more than you.”

“Of course no one deserves it more than her, you idiot!” Ray yelled back barely resisting the urge to slap Shining upside the head. “After that fiasco Cinch caused, no duh Dean Cadance was the only logical option to take the role of Principal!” Ray crossed his arms disapprovingly at Shining Armor. When Twilight approached to join in their celebratory hug, an idea popped into Ray’s mind. An awful idea.

A wonderful, awful idea.

Moving closer to the group, Ray walked casually around them until he spotted his target. With the precision of a surgeon, Ray struck swiftly and firmly.

“Gahhh!” Yelped Twilight, jumping away from the couple. “S-Shiney, did you… did you just grab my butt!?” She asked covering her assaulted rear.

“HAHAHAHA!” Ray laughed vigorously seeing the already pale face of the pretty boy blanch more than he thought possible.

“W-Wait, Twily, I didn’t do anything of the sort, I swear!” Shining explained, near panicking. “Do I look like the kind of guy who’d molest his own little sister?”

“N-no, I know you aren’t like that. But then, who else could’ve touched my butt? Cadance’s hands are too small and the hand I felt belonged to a boy! Of that I’m sure,” Twilight protested. In a further attempt to prove his innocence, Shining let go of Cadance and fell on his knees before his sister.

“Please, Twily, I swear I didn’t do it!” Shining begged.

“Shining is right, Twilight. I don’t think he did it. Shining is a proper gentleman. He’d rather cut off his hand first,” Cadance interjected in defense of her boyfriend. “I think… I think we may not be alone here.”

“Cadance…” Twilight said, her voice hushed and shaky but loud enough for Cadance to hear. “Y-Your dress,” the lavender-colored girl said pointing at the said object.

Cadance took notice and looked down at her dress in time to see its last segment unbuckle, freeing her dress to the floor. With a shriek of surprise, Cadance tried to hide her now exposed blue frilly panties but as soon as she moved, she felt her bra being snapped apart.

Ray pressed his incorporeal chest against the back of his lovely crush before his hands groped her breasts completely under her shirt. “Fucking amazing,” he cursed in a perverted yet fulfilled tone. “Your breasts are the real deal, Dean, oh, sorry, excuse me. Principal Cadance,” Ray chuckled. “So soft, so light but with a firmness that makes me feel as if my fingers are going to get swallowed inside your milkers!” Ray stopped for a moment to enjoy the shocked, disbelieving faces of the two siblings.

“But I think these are in the way,” Ray then proceeded to remove her coat and shirt giving precisely zero fucks about pretense or subtly. He tossed them aside before doing the same with her matching blue bra. Her little moans and cries of surprise and confusion only added further fuel to the bonfire of his wanton lust. “Ah~ Much better, don’t you think?” Ray smiled. “Let’s see if we can improve it!”

Ray wrapped his arms around Cadance’s belly, gently pushing her to the sidewall. He then phased through the wall and Cadance herself before taking a firm hold of her shoulders.

Gazing into her beautiful violet eyes, Ray blushed. There was no denying Cadance was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. And here he was, a ghost, sure, but his love, his secret crush was pinned between him and a wall. Helpless, trembling, and mumbling incoherently for words that did not come. Ray inspected her face thoroughly, memorizing every detail of her beauty until his eyes landed on her lush, plump, wet lips.

Ray licked his lips. “I’ve always dreamt about doing this… heh… I’m trembling right now?” He chuckled nervously. “Man… now that I think about it… I died not only a virgin but also without ever kissing a girl for real,” Ray shook his head. “S-Sorry if I’m not a very good kisser, Principal Cadance.”

With that said, Ray closed the distance between their lips. His ethereal lips clashed against her warm, soft, very much alive lips. To his surprise, Cadance thrashed against the sudden kiss for a moment before she let up, slowly returning the novice attempt. Ray pulled back a few seconds later mildly disappointed that he could not capture any of her saliva. Gain he pushed for another kiss, this time being more forceful this time using his tongue as well.

The siblings, however, remained still, frozen in place. All their brains could process was that they were seeing Cadance being assaulted by something that was currently kissing her; they could clearly see her tongue dance around her own mouth while she moaned and cried.

Ray pulled back, his dream fulfilled but nowhere near satisfied. He then kissed, licked, and nipped at Cadance’s neck, shoulders, and chin repeatedly for almost two minutes. “Damn it. You must taste amazing, Principal Cadance,” he said before burying his face in the valley of her breasts. “But you smell as good as ever,” he said taking a deep whiff.

He kissed her a few times before pulling back and focusing on her now erect, rosy nipples. Ray gave her right nipple a playful kiss causing Cadance to squirm before he captured it entirely inside his mouth. The teenage ghost suckled, licked, and tenderly bit his delicious morsel for long moments. Then, he let it go only to repeat the same affectionate display with the twin mound.

Feeling adventurous, Ray pulled back an arm, guiding it down her body; giving her left breast a good squeeze for good measure, until he reached the last piece of clothing, excluding her stockings, that was left on Cadance’s persona. Ray snatched the border of her panties and then began to slowly pull them down. Once they were at her mid-thigh, he let them go and they fell to the ground with the aid of gravity.

For a moment Ray pulled back to admire the naked goddess in front of him.

“Perfect…” Ray whispered as he unbuckled his pants revealing his painfully hard erection. “Gorgeous in every way…,” Ray said unable to resist the urge of pressing himself against her form. The boy moaned loudly feeling the soon-to-be Principal’s breasts smashed against his chest. His arms traveled up and down the sides of her near-perfect hourglass figure for some moments before he hugged her closed, leading her to the couch.

With an adorable yelp, Cadance fell on the couch, legs spread apart to reveal a shaved nether region and her sopping wet pussy. Ray fell upon Cadance but a second later; his cock in one hand and the other making sure to keep one of her legs spread apart. He kissed her again before guiding the tip of his cock to her entrance.

“Gahhhh!” Cadance moaned loudly, hands tightly gripping the fabric of the couch.

“Holyfuckingshit!” Ray couldn’t help but moan/curse as his entire cock slipped right into her impossibly warm, tight pussy until their hips met in a moist slap. “Damn, this feels way better than I thought it would!” Ray said, his whole body trembling. “I-I can’t, hnnggg!” Ray groaned deeply as his hips began to move on their own.

His pace was unsteady, unrefined, and lacking control. Yet to him, it felt like he was in heaven. Ray could barely think coherently with how clouded his mind was from the pleasure and elation he felt. Elation because his deepest dream had come true. Pleasure because, not only did it feel amazing, but also for having given his virginity to Cadance AND doing so in front of her so-called boyfriend.

“I bet he’s p-pretty dull in b-bed, isn’t he, Cadance?” Ray moaned before licking her exposed neck while she cried and moaned, her breathing hitched and uneven. “A-And I bet his junk isn’t as big as mine!” Ray mocked increasing his pace. “S-Shit, I’m getting close!” Ray closed his eyes, embracing Cadance tightly as he went into overdrive with the sole desire to breed his crush.

It took only half a minute more until Ray hilted himself as deep as he could inside Cadance’s divine cunt. His throbbing cock spurt wave after wave of ethereal essence inside a receptive, fertile womb until it was utterly spent. Ray’s breathing was irregular, same as Cadance’s, but him being a ghost meant he recovered fairly quickly.

Pulling back from his pink-skinned lover, Ray admired his handiwork in the form of a well-fucked pussy and a heavy breathing Principal. Apparently, he had managed to make her cum, too.

“Well, well, well. Even as a spirit it seems I am a better man than you, Shining Armor. Just like I expected,” Ray turned to face said man with a shit-eating grin plastered on his face. His grin banished a second after he did. “Hey, are you two okay?” Ray asked waving a hand in front of the two petrified siblings; their faces were frozen in an expression of shock.

Ray looked at them for long moments before a realization struck him.

“Now that I think about… neither said or did anything the whole time…,” Ray looked around the room to find Spike endlessly eating on a bowl in the corner. Another chill ran down his spine and he frowned. “...H-How did I die again? I can’t recall...” he stopped his musings when he saw the eyes of the Sparkle siblings turn white. “What the fu--?”

“Ray?”

Ray turned, pale as a ghost, towards the owner of the voice that had called his name. He found Cadance, still lying on the couch, looking straight at him with a concerned expression.

“P-Principal Cadance, I… I uhhh…”

“Ray? Hello, Ray?” Cadance called again.

“...Principal Cadance?”

“Ray? Ray? Ray! Raymond!” Cadance called louder, her voice echoing around the entire house.

Ray had no time to reply as his entire vision suddenly turned white.

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Ray opened his eyes, his vision blurry. “W-Wuh?”

“Raymond, wake up!” Cadance called softly shaking the boy resting on his desk.

“P-Principal Cadance?” Raymond shook his head. “W-Where am I?”

“Finally,” Cadance breathed out, relieved. “Honestly, Ray, have you forgotten that quickly that you’re in detention?”

Ray blinked. “Detention?” He looked around to find that he was, indeed, in the familiar classroom. “Oh… OH! Oh God, I’m alive!” Ray touched his face, then his chest, then he grabbed Cadance’s face. “I’m alive!”

Cadance giggled gently pulling away Ray’s hands. “Very, I’m happy to say!” She replied with good humor rising to her feet again. “You looked like you were having a nightmare, Ray.”

“...You could say that… in a way… he, he, he,” Ray said scratching the back of his head. “Thanks for waking me up, Principal Cadance.”

“You should try going to sleep earlier, Ray. You can’t keep falling asleep during classes,” Cadance said crossing her arms. “Or in my detention hour for that matter.”

“S-Sorry, Principal Cadance, I’ll try my best,” Ray apologized.

“I’m not mad at you, Ray,” she leaned down, smiling. “You’re a great student. And I know how much work you put into your studies. Homework surely doesn’t do you any favors, especially during this time,” Cadance said patting his head. “You’re not the only one having sleeping problems, but yours is a special case. That’s why I let you catch up a few winks every now and then,” she ended with a playful wink.

Ray blushed but said nothing. Not that there was anything he could really say. Plus, the current view of his lovely Principal’s cleavage was a sight he would not dare miss out on.

“Now then,” Cadance said a moment after, pulling back. “Detention is over, young man, go home and I want you in bed by eleven. Tell you what, if you ever feel tired you can catch some shuteye in my office after school.”

“Yes, ma’am! Thank you, Principal Cadance!” Ray blurted out as he stood up. Picking up his stuff, he bowed his head to Cadance before leaving the room and soon thereafter the school grounds.

Once he was alone and on his way home, Ray shuddered.

“That was one seriously fucked up dream. It was already dark from the get-go, but that rapey part? By God, that shit was messed up,” Ray shook his head in disgust. “I mean, fantasies are cool and all, but that felt waaaaay too real for a second there. I would never do that in real life… much less to Principal Cadance,” Ray sighed… then smiled. “Well, at least I know what I’m going to do tonight before falling asleep~” He sang in a knowing, perverted tone.

End.

Author's Note

Special thanks to anyone that read this!

Special thanks to Anonymous for proofreading!