The world was full of empty darkness. A true gift of the void that swallowed any spark of light that dared to rear its pathetic head. It was deep within this womb of sinister desires that King Sombra chose to incubate for years on end. Rather not his physical form that had been yet again demolished by ungrateful whelps.
But his spiritual essence which floated across the ether much like a feather on the winds of change. Swaying and dancing in a ballet of true demonic intentions, in search of the perfect time to strike out into the world and claim Equestria as his own, once and for all!
After years of silence and decay within the icy grips of the void. All would fear his name and cower below his hooves, as such was their place in this life. He waited in the abyss until one of those horrid Elements of Harmony weakened spiritually, then he would awaken to devour her soul and claim the husk as his own.
The perfect plan for revenge.
After an eternity of silence, he was at last awakened by the warm glow of his own magic. The spell to inform him that an element had weakened sprang to life. With a snarl of delight and a howl of pleasure, Sombra sped through the nothingness of the void guided purely by instinct.
His new host awaited him, she would come to be known as a Queen in time.
The world slowly came into view after years of pitch-black darkness. The horrid light nothing but burning upon his coat, eyes stung with the fire that only the world of the living could offer. Years of being deceased could numb one to the emotional spectrum, yet all that fading away in a matter of seconds.
His hooves began to cramp and heart started to race like a wild stampede. The surge of life enough to tear his soul into pieces. Followed by something entirely new flooding his system, as a stallion he was used to purging the foul essence of emotion from his very body.
Yet this new body was that of a mare.
A flood of emotions nearly plunged him into madness. He could feel the sting of loneliness, the beauty of love, the sorrow of joy, and the happiness of loss. Gasping in a sudden painful howl of terror, he collapsed to the floor with a loud thud, his body burning with agony.
Lungs filling once more with the breath of life.
After so long in the void, the color of the world gently wafted into view.
The room she found herself in was claustrophobic and cramped. The walls were the pale white hue of eggshells, the floor flawlessly clean yet cool upon her sweating body. She felt far more compact than usual, her body lighter but expanded in some areas.
Most true around her rump, it felt nearly a mile wide and far heavier.
Lifting upward cautiously. The new mare could see a mirror upon the wall to the right, a sleek white sink nestled below it. Straining her new muscles she lifted umbra colored hooves to the sink’s edge, using every ounce of strength she was able to rise completely off the floor. A dark dirty pink mane cascaded in front of her face messily, the reflection awaiting in the mirror that of a stranger.
Translucent blue eyes gazed back to her innocent features in awe. A sleek red unicorn horn protruded from underneath her layers of messy mane. She was indeed petite and curvy for a mare, a sense of bubbly euphoria seemed to almost pulsate from her very frame. This was the element of laughter, a pathetic pony by the name of Pinkie Pie.
“At long last, I live once more…” she curled her lips into a coy pout, her voice was melodic as the sweetest of songs found in Equestria.
“With this new body, I will be able to create chaos across the land by... BAKING COOKIES!!” Sombra giggled maniacally in delight with a cheerful tune.
Her muzzle suddenly scrunched in confusion. She knew the plan was to taste the blood of her enemies upon her tongue, yet for some odd reason she just really wanted to throw them parties. Giggling with delight she bounced in place as if full of pink bubbles.
“I totally also need to help out with the upcoming bake sale!!” Sombra lifted up a hoof to slap herself extra hard across the cheek.
“What the buck is wrong with me!?” She hissed at her reflection in the mirror, baring long fangs hatefully to the stranger.
This body was a tad difficult to control. But in due time she would be able to shower all of Equestria in lovely gifts. Sombra groaned in annoyance before she rushed out of the bathroom, if this body was going to be tamed, she'd have to find depravity to numb this joyous heart.
With a prissy little canter, Sombra exited out into a dimly lit bedroom. To her shock booping muzzles with a curly maned stallion. Before she was able to say a word he locked lips with the shocked mare, a horrified moan escaping out of her mouth.
Sombra felt his larger tongue dancing across her own. Hooves tingled in delight as the stallion suckled upon her upper lip, both delving deeper into a passionate tender embrace. Large hooves helping himself to her ripe rump, giving it a firm strong squeeze.
“Mmm, I thought you were going to role-play Chrysalis?” Cheese Sandwich broke the embrace with his blushing wife smirking, making sure to give her ass another hard smack.
“Ohhh, I'm Sombra…” She moaned out sweetly as her body felt electrified.
Sombra never knew such emotions. It was as if she were lost at sea upon waves of warm firm vibrations, her hooves felt floaty yet at the same time numb to the touch. The marehood between her thighs tingled with a new warm sensation of heat.
“Sombra? Cool, I'm loving the whole queen of the damned look.” Cheese happily nudged his wife to the floor with a heartfelt chuckle.
“No, I'm the destroyer of worlds and devourer of…” Sombra suddenly felt her mouth-watering in an urge to pleasure.
A musky scent wafted over her face in a strong wave of heat. This aroma was unlike anything she ever smelled, so powerful and unmistakably masculine. Translucent eyes darted forward to see a massively swollen cock push forward in front of her tiny snout, it throbbed slightly in anticipation of the petite mare.
“I know sexy devourer of cock.” He sighed with a loving gaze to Sombra below.
Sombra felt herself crave a simple taste of the stallion in waiting. Her mind screamed to rise and flee this dark den of ecstasy, but her body begged her to stay. With a soft moan Sombra traced her warm tongue over the tip of his huge cock, she could feel him shiver in approval of the tease.
In a haze of urges, she planted kiss after kiss down his growing cock length. Soft pouty kisses soon traveled down the shaft and further to the base, taking a moment to suckle on the edge of his cock, tongue sloppily licked completely up to the tip, with a sharp flick at the end.
Her husband groaned in delight placing hooves on both shoulders to steady the hungry mare. Precum dribbled outward the musk beckoning for further attention, Sombra felt her tongue lap up the treat off the rim, the salty taste nearly enough to drive her mad.
An instinct of pleasure guided her next move. Sombra wrapped pillow-like lips around the cock tip moaning. Her warm hot tongue massaged the now pulsing shaft, feeling him throb as she bobbed her head down sucking loudly in return. Inch after inch of hot meat pushed down her tight throat, Sombra gagged cutely as eyes gazed up in terror of such acts.
This body was almost on autopilot. She didn't want to suck on the length of the throbbing horse cock, but Pinkie did and was enjoying the taste of her stallion. Sombra gagged again as Cheese bucked his hips forward with a loud grunt, the cock shaft suddenly squeezed down the mare’s tight hot throat.
Head bobbed up and down slowly as her lips forcefully tightened around the shaft against her will. Tongue flicked the tip before it danced down the shaft massaging every inch of skin lovingly, Cheese shivered as his wife sucked faster and harder, the cock soon stretching her tight throat wider as it vanished from view.
Sombra felt her eyes water as they were forced to lock with this stallion above. Her body deepthroating the cock in delight, as hooves lifted to caress and stroke his huge swollen balls. She was helpless as the stallion bucked harder into her mouth, forcefully fucking her throat with stronger and stronger thrusts.
Cheese could smell the delicate sweet scent of lust drip off his wife. Her wet pink pussy swollen between her thick soft thighs, trails of hot sticky juices dribbled down her legs in growing anticipation.
Cheese chuckled knowing the time was right. He pulled the wet saliva coated shaft out of her mouth with a loud wet pop. Sombra quick to gasp in utter dismay, her chest heaved in place for fresh air.
“You dare to shove that horrid piece of meat in my mouth!?” Sombra scrunched her muzzle in anger, umbra coat frazzled out beyond repair.
“Yes, I do dare my dark little queen!” Cheese was happy to play along with the role, his hard throbbing cock slapped the mare across her soft cheek.
“Hiss! I shall thrash you into oblivion!” Sombra squealed in shock as the stallion turned her towards the wall and wrapped his strong hooves around her slender waist.
“You can try fiend! Though to protect Equestria, I'll thrash your sinister slit into submission!!” Cheese lifted the horrified mare off the ground before he tossed her onto the bed in one swift motion.
“Get away you beast!” Sombra felt her curly tail lift up high, round soft pony flesh pushed outward in a seductive curve.
“I will slay you, vile villain!” Cheese slammed his hooves on the shoulders of his frightened wife, taking pleasure in watching her try to squirm away on the sheets.
With a powerful thrust, he dug his long throbbing cock into her welcoming wet folds. Sombra widened her gaze before she screamed out in absolute horror, body drug across hot coals as the stallion began to buck and grind deeper into her tight pink pussy.
Her slit squirted hot juices across his shaft. Her hind legs wrapped around his muscular thighs an unknown force pushing him deeper into her wet tunnel. Moans echoed through the room in ecstasy of the moment. Cheese watched her ripe ass bounce as he grinded ever deeper into her soft hot twat.
“Ohhh, fuck no, no!” Sombra panted with desire as the stallion dominated over her weaker frame with ease.
Mind too numb to focus on a spell to escape. An echo of a bubbly voice demanded she stay and continue the course of action. Her glistening wet lips tightened into a bright pink O shape, squeezing the throbbing cock as her body urged him deeper.
Her hips swayed like an ocean wave in a hurricane. Clacking her pelvis into his own with a loud pop. Cheese coated in orbs of sweat as his large hoof clutched her bouncy mane in his grasp. He groaned feeling his cock swell and stretch her tight pussy wider, a firm yank forced his wife into a sexy curve.
“Fuck you!” She bounced harder on his huge shaft.
“No, fuck you slut!!” He slapped her round plot with his spare hoof.
Screams of pleasure filled the room. Cheese lifted the mare upon his cock, letting her soft lovely body ride on his length. Wet sticky goo splashed down to the base of his dick, her soft inner walls massaged and pumped him faster.
Cheese never knew Pinkie was such a bad little villain. It was amazing to pound her plans of world domination into submission. Sombra let her plush ass lift and bounce on his cock with lust in her eyes, tongue hanging out the side of her mouth in a haze of confusion.
Cheese groaned and bucked hard upward. He pressed the mare down deep into the soft cotton mattress, Sombra's face buried deep into their sheets coated in a hot sweat. “Who owns Equestria!?” Cheese growled as his swollen balls churned.
“I won't give you the satisfaction…” Sombra squealed as his balls slapped her soft ass over and over.
“Say it!” He sunk his teeth hard into her shoulder.
“You bastard!!” She hissed baring fangs.
“Say it, fiend!!” Cheese felt her juicy hot cunt tighten around his throbbing meat.
“Ohhhh, you! You own Equestria!!” Sombra lifted her muzzle into the air howling out in a melody of satisfaction, her body on fire as waves of electric pleasure shot down her hooves.
Cheese winced as his hot load of sticky horse seed exploded out into her eager hot mound. Filling her tightened sensitive pussy with a fresh load of white delight, the mare slowly pumped his shaft forcing him to milk himself dry into her wet tunnel.
Pearls of hot salty cum oozed out from the edges of her bright pink hole. His balls worked overtime to shoot waves of seed into her eager flower. She had become so exceedingly tight it hurt to thrust into her gluttonous pussy, Cheese grunted in exhaustion as he was drained, with a loud wet slurp he pulled himself free of her hungry pussy.
Sombra turned to face him confused and weak. The hard cock twitched shooting a few final strands of cum over her little muzzle and lips. With a whimper she felt him collapse atop her body, pulling her close into a tight snuggle.
The battle was done.
For now.
The salty taste of cum stained her pouting umbra lips. The musky scent enough to cause shivers to cascade down each of her numb hooves. Cheese held her in a tight embrace while snoring on the bed, Sombra left to growl under her breath in annoyance.
She had entered into a fucked up session of role-playing. Even now she could feel his seed swim deep inside her now bulged belly, thoughts of how strong and forceful her husband could be making her coo.
This cursed mind still being guided by that awesome party pony Pinkie Pie.
With a moan, the mare was able to slither out of the stallion’s grasp of love. Her body flopped onto the floor with a loud thud. This body was sore and weak, yet she felt her tongue lap up a tasty string of cum off her cheek against her will.
It tasted so good with a hint of sweetness.
“What are you!? A bucking nympho!?” Sombra gagged afterward though she was quickly developing a taste for it, if completely honest.
Weakly she crawled out of the bedroom on her belly. She needed to escape this cozy dream of pleasure and cook her hubby a nice treat for later. Sombra lifted a hoof to yank her mane painfully, thoughts of domination fleeting into the abyss.
Replaced with an urge to serve and help those she loved.
“I'd rather be dead… somebody, please kill me!” She lifted off the floor as she crawled into the kitchen, her weakened body plopped onto the wooden table in defeat.
“Why do you want to die, mommy?” A tiny yellow pony sat across from her with a curious gaze, a glass of milk and a stack of cookies set out neatly upon the surface.
“I have a kid?” Sombra narrowed her gaze slowly.
“Uh-huh.” The child stuffed a cookie into their mouth.
“Did you hear anything?” She blushed.
“Nuh-uh.”
“Are you lying?” Sombra groaned.
“Uh-huh.”
“Can I have a cookie?” Sombra asked as a treat slid over booping her muzzle softly.
“Uh-huh.”
“Are you a boy or a girl!?” Sombra stuffed the whole cookie into her mouth hungrily.
“I dunno.” The child answered in a genuine tone.
“Good talk, kiddo.” Sombra rolled off onto the floor drained of energy.
Heaving on the floor her gaze locked onto the ceiling. Mind raced with options for her next move, yet years of tactical experience had become a blur. Replaced with the perfect recipe for double chocolate fudge brownies.
“Mommy?” The child suddenly rolled over on their back beside the mare.
“I'm a bucking housewife…” Sombra felt the need to cry creep up.
“Why are you black?”
“Because, I'm not your mommy!!” Sombra giggled nearing a complete breakdown.
“Oh, are you a supernatural spirit who possessed my mommy in hopes of total annihilation of the world?” The child batted lashes innocently.
“Errr, yes?” Sombra pursed her lips in a stone-faced expression.
“Well if you're homeless, then I think mommy wouldn't mind if you stay a while Ms. Spirit.” Lil Cheese leaned inward to give the flabbergasted mare a peck on the forehead.
Sombra felt her heart melt deep within her chest. Eyes lovingly watched the child get up off the floor, galloping off deeper into the dark house without a care in the world. That is where she was wrong, this wasn't just a house at all.
It was a home.
A family home.
“You win vile Pinkie Pie!” Sombra sighed her sore body rolled onto the side.
A sparkling astral form of Pinkie beamed back towards her happily.
“Aww, you've had enough already?” Pinkie pouted with a roll of ocean blue eyes.
“Yes, take back your body! I can't bear to know love much longer!!” Sombra was quick to admit defeat, she relinquished her control over the husk in a matter of seconds.
A glow of light engulfed the mare. Her umbra coat returned to its lovely pink hue, while eyes darkened to a deeper shade of blue. The horn receded back from which it came, Pinkie Pie soon her joyous old self once more.
Or was she?
Sombra snapped open her eyes in horror. Tiny muzzle twisted into a scowl of pure dismay, the body had reverted to normal, but her mind was locked into place.
“Sombra, I'm not going to lie. I've been totally drained of energy recently…” Pinkie's voice echoed in the pathways of Sombra's mind.
“Take it back.”
“Bake sale on the horizon, Lil Cheese is overflowing with energy…” Pinkie giggled deviously.
“Take it back!”
“Plus Cheese is wanting to try for another baby!” Pinkie's voice gave a heartfelt squee.
“TAKE IT BACK!!” Sombra yanked her bouncy curled mane in fright.
“So I'll take a little vacation here, and you can handle the day to day for a while.” Pinkie chirped in delight at her new captivated audience.
“I won't do it!!” Sombra felt a case of the giggles coming on.
Her mind flooded with new baking ideas, some naughty new roleplays, and a cute party theme for her child's upcoming birthday. She just loved to make her family happy, it's what a good mother did.
“Don't worry, I'll guide you.” Pinkie's voice echoed across Sombra's fragile mind.
She had traded a prison in the abyss.
For one in suburbia.
Two weeks.
A fortnight had passed since she was trapped in her own personal slice of Tartarus. Sombra let the scalding hot water of her shower pour across her damp pink coat. A sleek flattened mane framed her face much like a glistening waterfall. She was beyond sore from these last couple of days, Cheese had gotten a taste for her foul attitude as of late.
Merely a few hours ago she was in a role-play about Chrysalis. Her husband a lost and weakened stallion lost in the forest. Sombra the naughty and absolutely starved changeling queen in need of fresh love. She had stopped trying to struggle, in the end he'd always claim her.
Pinkie would laugh in the background of her mind. Any plea for mercy crafted into a seductive little moan, her voice a constant melody of lust and desire. It was best to not fight it for long, instead, she focused on finding enjoyment in her endless torture.
So she did.
“Room for another?” Cheese poked his head through the curtain with a goofy grin.
“Have I ever refused?” She lifted her tail upward to sway it across his snout flirtingly.
The stallion was quick to slither inside the steam covered space full of excitement. Like a child found inside a candy store, Sombra quick to lock her dark ocean hues with his own gaze. “I was starting to think things were getting stale between us but…” Cheese grunted in pain mixed with pleasure.
His wife had cradled his balls atop her soft tiny hoof to massage them. Yet just as quickly added a sharp twist near the upper sack, adding a swell of pressure up his growing shaft. The mixture of pain and pleasure something he never knew was possible.
Cheese scrunched his snout in dismay. Sombra's wet hoof caressed up and down his cock in a slow pumping motion, quick to stroke up near the tip adding a firm touch before massaging lower towards the base. Her cute tiny muzzle nuzzled his neck as she gave soft low pitched moans toward his ear.
The hot water hit them both in waves of euphoria. She picked up the pace in pumping his cock harder and harder in her delicate hoof. “Tonight, I'm breaking out the whip again!” She growled and lowered the cock against her plump thighs to tease his tip with a few caresses.
Feeling him throb she gave the swollen sack a nice firm squeeze, a shockwave of firm pressure quick to rush up to the tip like hot lightning. The stallion helplessly groaned as his muscular legs tightened and body tensed, several strings of sticky hot jizz messily splurged out onto the mare’s cute round belly.
Sombra curled her lips into a coy smile. Her soft little hoof dabbed a glob of cum off his aching cock, with a giggle she lapped it up with her tongue the taste still intoxicating as ever. “But that's for later, we have a birthday party to prepare.” Sombra washed away the mess with a taunting wiggle of her plush ass.
She wasn't going to be taken advantage of forever. Instead, she found a newfound appreciation for causing others pain, and with her new husband nearly addicted to their nightly romps. Plenty of pain was free to be shared.
Lil Cheese galloped around the crowded park with their friends laughing up a storm. The children had created a game of tag out of that odd rubber chicken, her child carried around for security.
Lil Cheese was a good kid. They loved to laugh and help others, always beaming with a sense of awe and wonder. Something she had come to forget in time, the simple pleasures that life could bring forth when one least expected.
Be it an adorable game of chicken tag.
The sharing of late-night cookies and secrets.
Or just a simple cuddle session outside on the front lawn.
Somewhere down the line, she forgot how to be happy.
How to be a pony.
“Wow, touching thoughts… Mr. Doom N Gloom.” The familiar voice of Pinkie chirped from the distance joyously.
“I guess you're rubbing off on me,” Sombra replied in a monotone fashion.
“Um, I'm sorry.” She spoke in a tone of regret.
“Hmm?” Sombra quirked her brow enjoying the children play.
“For all the forced actions I had you take.” Pinkie sighed apologetically.
“You wanted me to suffer?” Sombra asked point-blank.
“Maybe a bit, I mean you're a demon shadow thing!?” The mare sounded guilty to a fault which earned a giggle from the new host.
“I don't blame you- I was planning on probably getting myself killed again anyways.” Sombra rolled her eyes playfully.
“So you're not mad?” Pinkie meeped.
“You showed me that maybe a family isn't such a bad thing, so oddly enough thank you.” Sombra nodded in silence to herself with a genuinely warm smile.
“You enjoy being a mom too?” Pinkie probed with curiosity.
“There are worse fates, besides I kind of enjoy being happy.” Sombra giggled.
“And I don't really mind being bad sometimes.” Pinkie squealed.
At that moment both minds molded into one. A new spark of excitement filled her soul as the color once faded from the world returned more vibrant than ever. The sun seemed to glow a cozy bright orange, the laughter of children a melody to be cherished for years to come.
For the first time in forever, she was content.
“Five more minutes baby! Then it's CAKE TIME!!” Pinkie bounced in a circle around the picnic table like a rubber ball, nopony could party like a Pinkie Party.
“Your kid's party sucks!” A tiny filly playing with a yo-yo, suddenly spoke up from under a large sycamore tree to the right.
“And little yo-yo playing fillies who are rude get chopped into tiny little pieces…” Pinkie placed her hoof firmly on the child's shoulder.
“Chopped and diced, sprinkled haphazardly over cupcakes and devoured by unsuspecting guests…”
“But…” the child shivered in fright.
“Did you know if flesh is eaten that the soul can never rest. Forced to tumble and stumble throughout infinite darkness till the end of time, only to beg for a demise that will never come and be forever remembered as a speck of dust on the pages of history!?” Pinkie flashed a row of fangs to the child in hunger.
“Mooooom!!” The filly rushed off screaming in terror.
Indeed it was a beautiful day.
And would only get better tonight.
