Cozy Grow

by The Eroticator

Rating: mature
Tags: Sex, Death, Anthro, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Porn, Fetish, Cozy Glow, Non-consensual
Length: 21987

Cozy Glow elects to keep Discord's magic, finding she very much likes being BIG.

After taking Discord's magic, Cozy Glow grows to gargantuan size, dwarfing the rest of ponykind. Even without full control over the accompanying chaos powers, she finds that kind of perk to be worth keeping. Especially since it means she can one-up her partners in crime and claim the world for herself as its uncontested Empress. Needless to say, Twilight and company may not be so lucky, this time.

And that's not even mentioning the other major change Cozy went through in the process: puberty. All at once. The only thing better than absolute power is absolute power and kinky sex with ponies a tiny fraction of her size. Who knows what she'll be capable of with even more magic at her disposal?

Present and Future Fetishes Include: Macro, Unbirth, Vore, Kinda-Foalcon (She's a filly in a mare's body, at least at first.), dying for/in pleasure, Hyper Pregnancy, Mega-Macro, and one very naughty girl

Published 2020-02-12 22:10:01 UTC
Last updated 2020-03-26 00:23:05 UTC

Tipping the Scales

Cozy Glow cackled where she stood in Grogar's lair, stagnant water lapping at her feet. Chrysalis and Tirek had just given her Discord's magic to play with, simply because she'd asked nicely, and it was the last mistake they would ever make. A portion of the ancient ram's energy had made her a princess, but now, the strength of a god filled her being. She loomed over the both of them, her mane nearly brushing the cave's ceiling. She must have been eight, no, ten times the size of an average adult pony.

Her tail swished in glee as Cozy looked herself over, her villainous cohorts boggling up at her presence from the rocks. She had bat wings now - no more preening, yay - and her eyes could see more sharply than before. She also seemed to have the proportions of an adult mare, a perfect mare, her figure more curvy and defined than those models from the magazines. At the same time, her muscles were greatly defined, with abs and legs to rival the most elite athletes. She felt amazing, with more energy in her little finger than the whole of her old body. Cozy Glow had also gotten some suitably menacing and fairly revealing rust-red armor in place of her clothes, complete with spikes. Yeah, she could get used to this. Time for a demonstration, one that would put her two 'allies' in the place.

“Fools!" Cozy declared, her now deep voice echoing with reverberations that shook the room. Just one more perk on top of it all! "Now I have more power than all of you! Kneel before my might!”

With a wicked grin, Cozy fired a multicolored beam from her horn towards the ceiling. Where it struck, rubber chickens began to rain down upon where Tirek and Chrysalis stood with the hovering Bell. Sharing a look, both of them smirked, Chrysalis resting a hand on her hips.

Cozy's smile dipped slightly, realizing that could have gone better. Not to quit, though, she cast more beams around the room, towards the grey rocks. Where each struck, a giant pineapple with a ragged mouth appeared, before leaping up to gnaw at Cozy. The humiliation of her fellows' laughter stung more than their fruity bites, which didn't even pierce her skin. Grumbling, Cozy slapped and batted the pineapple monsters away, the resulting juice and pulp dripping a lengthy trail down her skin.

"Still want to keep Discord's magic, Cozy?" Tirek quipped, one eyebrow raised.

Cozy frowned down her muzzle at them. They didn't get to tell her what to do: now that she was this huge, she should be the pony making demands! And there was no way she'd give up even the smallest scrap of power once she'd taken it; more power meant more fun. Cozy huffed, flexing her new and improved wings. "Okay, so what if I can't control Discord's magic yet? Being small and cute is nice and all, but bigger is better! I'd rather stay like this. In fact..."

Lifting her right foot out of the water, Cozy moved to crush the earth on which they stood beneath her heel. With wide eyes, Chrysalis and Tirek both dove in opposite directions to avoid being squashed. However, Cozy hadn't been aiming for them.

With a metallic crunch, the Bewitching Bell shattered under her pony-sized foot. No longer contained, the yellow-black aura of its enchantments broke free of their bonds, streaming into the closest suitable vessel like a river into the ocean. That vessel being Cozy Glow herself, who shuddered above the stunned pair of villains as the Bell's magic was added to her own.

"There! Now I'll be giant forever!" Cozy proclaimed, followed by a fresh round of devilish chuckling.

After a moment to process what she'd seen, Chrysalis snarled in fury, taking to the air on buzzing wings, sending her slinky dress fluttering. "You idiot!" she shouted, flying in front of Cozy's face. "Now how are we supposed to take the magic of the princesses for ourselves?"

Cozy Glow simply shook her head, her grin as mischievous as ever. "Oh, silly little Chrysalis! We aren't going to do anything. I may not be able to plan what happens, but I can still use all this magic!"

"Not for long!" Tirek snorted, equally enraged by her betrayal. "One of us never needed the Bell!"

All three of them burst into action at once. Tirek readied his stance, a sphere of orange light building between his horns as he prepared to drain Cozy Glow's magic. At the same time, Chrysalis lunged through the air, her razor-sharp horn pointed directly at Cozy's huge eye. But Cozy struck first, a beam of chaos magic lancing from her great horn faster than any unicorn spell, striking the changeling queen dead-on. At the same time, she reached down towards Tirek with her left hand, flicking her index finger across his head with a crack.

Tirek howled in pain as his horns were snapped clean off with the force of the blow, his draining spell sputtering out. He collapsed to his barrel, clutching at his head, screaming. Chrysalis, meanwhile, fell in an arc, bouncing off of Cozy's ample chest as the chaos magic coursed through her body. By the time she hit the rocky floor, bruising from the impact, Chrysalis had been transformed, and not in a way she could reverse. She was now some sort of bulbous seal-like creature Cozy didn't recognize, but nothing in nature had the plaid skin the former changeling now sported.

"N-No! My magic!" Tirek snarled. He glared up at Cozy with a look of supreme contempt, shaking in pain.

Chrysalis blinked in utter disbelief as she looked herself over, flopping a bit back and forth. "I-I'm a manatee. You turned me into a Tartarus-damned manatee!"

Cozy watched them fume from on high with a wide, sharp-toothed grin, basking in her nearly effortless victory. "That was almost too easy. Taking over all of Equestria is gonna be a breeze when I'm this big and strong."

Neither of them replied with words, Chrysalis hissing and screeching as Tirek growled through his pain. Their bitter sounds were music to Cozy's ears, this new, solo endeavor already proving wonderfully enjoyable. The only question now was what exactly she should do next.

Leaning forwards, her body casting the area in shadow, Cozy Glow hummed, rubbing her chin as her devious mind whirled with possibilities. The two of them were now totally at her mercy, to do with what she wished, as the rest of the world would be soon. "You know, in storybooks, you always hear about big, scary monsters eating ponies. Must be something to that idea, if it's so common. And I'm plenty big now. Maybe I should try it. There aren't any ponies here, but there is a nice, juicy centaur..."

Tirek's face paled. "Oh. Oh no." Tirek managed a shaky smile. "Let's not be too hasty. We're all comrades in villainy, here. You wouldn't do that to an old pal, right?"

"Silly Tirek, I don't need friends anymore," Cozy declared, her tone jovial. She honestly couldn't care less about him, now. "I have all the power I could ever need."

Without further preamble, Cozy snatched Tirek up, the tall creature now fitting in the palm of her hand. Panicking, he twisted and struggled with all his strength, but he couldn't push away even a single one of her mighty fingers as she straightened, bringing him up to her face. "Look at cute wittle Lord Tirek, trying so hard to escape," she mocked. "But all you're gonna be now is my lunch," she added, slowly licking her lips.

Cozy opened her mouth wide, ignoring his pleas, and tossed Tirek into her maw headfirst. He pounded his fists fruitlessly against the roof of her mouth as Cozy ran her tongue across his body. He tasted better than she would have thought for such an old guy, salty and sharp. "Mmm." Having him trapped in her mouth like this was nice, but she wanted him deeper, fully inside.

So, after making sure to get all of Tirek nice and slimy with her spit, Cozy Glow tilted her head back, curling her tongue to push him towards her throat. She could feel him scrambling for purchase, trying to brace himself with his legs against her teeth, but her mouth was too slippery, her tongue too big to fight against. She gleefully savored his struggling as much as his flavor. Once she could feel him far back enough, Cozy gulped.

The muscles of her esophagus yanked him down, the bulge of Tirek's body visibly distending her neck. Another pony might have gagged, trying to swallow a live, thrashing being, but she'd been a born a pegasus, and birds didn't chew, so why should she need to? Cozy could feel him slowly sliding towards her stomach, wrapped by her dark, constricting passage and unable to resist. She let out a soft belch when he arrived, settling in for digestion with a plop. "Yum. That was fun."

However, it wasn't quite over. Aside from the usual satisfaction of a snack, Cozy felt the rush of magic seeping into her. Yet more power coursed through Cozy, and her body reacted with another sublime burst of size and weight. With the Bewitching Bell's abilities now hers, it seemed she could absorb magic! Uttering a deep, reverberating moan, Cozy's body expanded as what had been Tirek's became hers, her armor growing along with her as she gained foot after foot of height, taught muscle and supple fat building upon her twitching frame as Cozy Glow's divinity filled the room. By the time it was over, she was another fifty feet taller, and had dropped into a kneeling position. Her head would have scraped the roof otherwise.

After giggling for a moment, Cozy trailed off into a sigh, turning her admittedly fickle focus inwards so she could gauge the extent of her new size. Simply being massive had felt great before, but now she was feeling even better, in a totally new way she couldn't name. Swallowing Tirek and growing even larger... something about those actions had stirred a response within Cozy, a curious heat having formed in her core, as well as somewhat lower. It was an entirely new feeling, kind of like hunger or thirst, a physical need, but different. Unsure what to do, Cozy fidgeted in place, her poofy tail creating an indoor breeze as she voiced her thoughts. "Hmm. After that, I'm suddenly feeling all... tingly, in my filly bits. That's new. Is it this mature body?"

Once more, she turned to face Chrysalis, who was dragging herself along at a laughable pace, towards the water in a futile bid for freedom. Had she really figured she wouldn't notice? No matter, the one-time changeling would answer, if she knew what was good for her. "You're a mare, Chrysalis, so explain. If you do, I might let you live on to plan your revenge."

Chrysalis froze, her chubby body settling as she met Cozy's on-high eyes with her own, fearful ones. There was an awkward pause before she cleared her throat. "Oh. W-Well, it seems to me that you were... aroused, by what you did. Your pussy is wet."

"My what?" Cozy asked.

Chrysalis actually blushed as she spoke. "Your vagina, Cozy Glow."

Oh. Cozy had never heard it called that before. She stared at the plaid manatee, both curious and contemplative. Yeah, Chrysalis was at the right angle to see that place, Cozy's thick, splayed legs opened towards her as her butt rested on her feet. And Cozy's hip armor was little more than a metal skirt, with nothing else beneath. "So, what would you do if your pussy was wet, Chrysalis?"

Chrysalis may have tripped over herself if she'd still possessed legs. It took her a couple of seconds to respond. "You don't need to know that! However, I will tell you the basics. Have your hive-mates explained sex to you yet?"

Cozy Glow blinked in confusion before narrowing her eyes. "Yes. I recently learned how babies are made. But there aren't any stallions here. If you're lying to try and weasel your way out of this, you're doing a really bad job, Chrysalis."

Not even bothering to attest to her truthfulness, or lack thereof, she elaborated. "Sex isn't only for reproduction. Creatures do it for fun, too, because of how incredible it feels. You don't even need a partner. As a mare, all you need to do is touch yourself the right way, or slide an appropriate item inside you."

"I just did that," Cozy bellowed, crossing her arms across her abs, causing her new chest to jiggle. This shuddering motion only enhanced her growing need.

"I wasn't talking about your mouth, obviously!" Frustrated and desperate, likely willing to try whatever it took to free herself, as Cozy wanted, Chrysalis exhaled, sending her jowls flopping around. "I'll walk you through it. First, take off your clothes."

Deciding to follow along, at least for now, Cozy Glow reached behind her back for the clasp of her sharp chestpiece. Once she'd undone the straps, she tossed the protective garment, as wide as a pirate ship and almost as heavy, over her shoulder, where it struck the water with a cacophonous splash. Now exposed to the open air, her new breasts splayed slightly apart as they were freed, significantly large even relative to the rest of her.

Next came her skirt, which had a pony-sized buckle on the side. Still kneeling, Cozy lifted her butt upwards, her thighs perpendicular to the floor, and hinged it open. Once it had crashed spectacularly against the far wall, mist settling upon her back, she bent forwards. Her eyes drifted to her privates, now not so private anymore. The slightly puffy twin mounds which marked the entrance of Cozy's vagina hadn't changed, but the fluid trickling out from between them was. Perplexed, Cozy reached down with a finger to carefully poke at herself. It was sticky, forming a trail linked to the source as she retracted her digit. It definitely wasn't pee, that's for sure. "Now what?"

Throughout this display, Chrysalis had watched, too, though her viewing angle was far more intimidating, especially for one so used to being above the rest. Equally fearful and flustered, staring up at Cozy through the gap in her cleavage, she responded. "Now, you masturbate. Rub and stroke yourself, at whatever strength and pace feels best."

Cozy liked that word, 'masturbate'. It had 'master' in it. She was in full control, and was going to own it. "That's it? And I though biology was a tad difficult," she laughed, smirking. "Make sure to watch carefully, slave. Every inch of my perfect body is worth looking at, understand?"

At this, Chrysalis' lips pursed. "Y-Yes."

"Oh, goody! Time to get started." Without any more reservations, Cozy ran her hand slowly down her inner thigh, angling her fingers towards her slit. This time, when she made contact, Cozy pressed more firmly against her wetness. A jolt of pleasure shot through her, triggering a great, heaving shudder akin to a tree in a tornado that rolled upwards from her hips to her horn. Cozy couldn't help but moan. It felt even better than she'd hoped it would! Suddenly unable to stop herself, she got into a rhythm, circling her vagina as her body temperature rose. The cool, damp cave was beginning to grow warm, her house-sized form radiating like a furnace the more she touched.

After a minute or so of such enjoyable ministrations, Cozy's roving fingers hit a nub near the top of her privates. She gasped, nearly doubling over and crushing Chrysalis beneath her immensity. "Wow. T-That bump's really sensitive."

"That's called the clitoris," Chrysalis explained, unable to tear her eyes away from the great, lewd spectacle before her. "Which," she continued, "was actually my sister's name, before I killed her."

But Cozy Glow was barely paying attention to the insignificant little insect anymore, immersed in a new land of pleasure she very much wanted to explore. And as big as she grew, there was a lot of ground to cover. She let out a low, feminine groan as her fingers roved up and down, back and forth across her pink folds and pinker clitoris, which hardened as she played with it, the button swelling to the size of a pony's head. Dozens of feet up, her nipples also stiffened, and Cozy cupped one of her multi-ton boobies with her free hand, finding another source of amazing sensation as she tilted her puffy nipple this way and that with a fingertip. It wasn't quite as nice as her clitoris felt, but again, more was better.

This in mind, Cozy asked her captive another question, even as she kept on touching and groping herself. "You said mares put things in, other than a penis? I wouldn't - mmm - want anything too rough in there."

Chrysalis nodded. "Most girls like smooth, mushroom-shaped aids, at least at first."

That made sense, Cozy reasoned. But where would she get something like that in this grimy swamp cave? Her constant scheming, always five moves ahead, was currently on hold as the requirements of her endowed, adult body asserted themselves, prodding the back of her mind, giving her no choice to relent, surrender to the heaving urges. She had to satisfy herself now! And there was nothing around but rocks! Well, except...

Her gaze settled on Chrysalis herself, a truly mischievous solution taking shape. She'd already eaten somebody, why stop there? Smiling wide enough to show her fangs, Cozy slowly reached her hand towards her. Realizing what was coming, Chrysalis redoubled her efforts in flopping to safety, but she had no chance, and Cozy grasped the back end of her prize, the bulbous tail safely in her grip. "I suppose you'll do nicely," Cozy said, drawing out each syllable.

Utter dread blossomed on Chrysalis' transformed face. "Wait, nonono, I didn't mean— Don't put me in your cunt, you cu—"

The rest of her exclamation was cut off, muffled as her head breached Cozy Glow's gate-sized labia, the first warm intruder to do so as she shoved Chrysalis into her naughty place. An entire manatee's width would have been impossible for a normal mare to insert, for many reasons, but Cozy's hundred-plus foot tall body accepted it. Still, as a virgin, her giant pussy was tight, and clamped down like a hot vice around her catch, more of her bountiful juices oozing around the edges of Chrysalis' constricted body. "Ahhn."

Cozy needed a moment to catch her breath, her young brain acclimating to the wildly new sensation of her hungry crotch being filled up, stretched wide. Her breasts rose and fell tantalizingly with each heavy pant. "Mmph, mares have it good. No wonder my mommy never had time for me, when she could have been doing this all day." Still, she wasn't about to stop on account of that. Each second Cozy's vagina spent with her pet manatee wedged inside it made her all hot and bothered, begging her hand to continue with each liquid throb. So, she did.

As she began to push and pull Chrysalis' helpless self in and out of her pussy, areas Cozy didn't know she processed lit up, her nerves crackling like a bonfire as a dire itch was scratched. Falling forwards, her other hand found the floor with an echoing thud, her digits carving furrows in the stone as pointed nails dragged across it. Cozy's tail hiked up, while her boobs hung down over the altar like nosediving zeppelins. "Oh, yes! This is so good! More! I want more!"

With nothing able to stop her, not even close, Cozy Glow got more, her hand's pistoning reaching a fever pitch. Immense hips bucked and heaved, muscles stronger than steel clenching. The vibrations of Cozy's motions rippled through the lair, shaking dust and pebbles from the ceiling with each stroke. Chrysalis was deep inside her now, totally unable to do anything save bring Cozy more pleasure with her body, nothing else but a toy. Pinched on all sides by undulating flesh, locked within her hot, moist depths. Cozy could feel the changeling's desperate screams in her core, but kept going, not caring in the least what happened to Chrysalis. In fact, the vibrations said screams produced inside her, when combined with her continued masturbatory efforts, triggered something. Something amazing.

Cozy cried out with a volume that could have shattered glass as her sexual pleasure reached its peak. Teeth clenching, wings popping open to their full, sail-like span, Cozy's giant body was wracked with glorious spasms, her heart beating a mile a minute. Her vaginal walls clenched even harder around her toy, as if to squeeze as much ecstasy out as they could. Slitted eyes going blank, she rode out the wave, time standing still as her first divine orgasm overtook her. Cozy's vocabulary lacked the necessary words to define it, but her super-alicorn body reacted all the same: in superb fashion.

By the time Cozy Glow's climax had passed and she recovered her senses, she found herself on her back, Grogar's throne smashed beneath her head. Chrysalis was still lodged inside her pussy, even without her hand holding her there, and a small pond of fragrant fluid had pooled between her legs. "By Twilight Sparkle's soon-to-be-corpse, that was like, the best thing."

No longer needing any meat inside her vagina, Cozy yanked Chrysalis free with a dramatic squelch, her plaid-ness once again exposed. The manatee coughed Cozy's sticky juices from her lungs, which, as a marine mammal, were high capacity. Otherwise, she surely would have suffocated over the course of Cozy's masturbation session, her life fading where lives typically began.

Holding her above her face, Cozy grinned. "For once, I have to say, good job, Chrysalis."

Having reoriented from her harrowing ordeal, Chrysalis met her eyes with a slim flicker of hope. "So, does that mean you'll let me go?"

Cozy Glow tilted her head from side to side, her smile widening. "Hmm... no. I was thinking I'd give you a different reward."

Chrysalis' brow rose in confusion. "I stay a prisoner, but you turn me back?" she posed.

Giggling, Cozy shook her head, grinding fragments of rock into her curls. "A decent guess, but nope! Your reward is that you get to become a part of me. Down the hatch!"

Before her imminent doom could sink in, Cozy opened her mouth wide, sticking out her tongue before letting go of Chrysalis to plummet. Caught by her lips, Cozy slurped her into her mouth like a fat noodle. She could taste the flavor of her own sexual fluids, a curious musk, still clinging on to Chrysalis' body as she plunged down towards the entrance of her throat. Meeting the sound of a fresh roar of rage from Chrysalis with a moan of her own, Cozy Glow swallowed. Compared to Tirek, Chrysalis went down easy, sliding within her neck like a rather large pill, and soon she was where Cozy deigned fit to put her, pathetic, stupid morsel that she was.

Then came the return of her growth as the older villain was no more, Cozy's enchanted physique claiming the tyrant's held energy for herself. Reclining with her hands behind her head, Cozy Glow watched herself expand, laughing as her feet extended to bump into the waterlogged edge of the cave, her elbows grinding away at the ancient stonework steps. By the time it was over, she was double her original size post Discord's magic.

When she stood, Cozy's head effortlessly smashed through the celling of the cave, her body peppered with a shower of rubble as she rose over the marshy landscape. With a series of mighty kicks and backhanded sweeps of her arms, Grogar's lair was reduced to nothing, the millenia-old structure broken beyond repair in under a minute at her whim. Breaking out into a fit of maniacal laughter, Cozy Glow fished her also-enlarged armor out of the stones and put it back on.

Spreading her wings, Cozy looked off towards the horizon wickedly. "There's little sense waiting any longer, no sir-ee. Look out, Equestria, your new Empress is about to make her big debut!"

Author's Note

Originally I was going to submit this to dirty little secret's contest, but knowing my writing speed, I probably won't make it in time, or keep the story under the 10K word limit. The plan is to have four more chapters of escalating size, debauchery, and maleficence, so you can expect lots more fun regardless.

Conquest

Cozy Glow casually strode down the streets of Canterlot, taking in the sights from on high as she made her way to the castle, casting a lengthy shadow. Ponies gawked up at her stupendousness, paralyzed as her heavy steps left cracks in the thoroughfares. While the durable roads were just wide enough to admit her, for now, Cozy nevertheless made a show of occasionally juking her hips to the side, pulverizing ornate towers, relishing the resulting thrill of superiority. After one such structure crumbled to dust, shattered with minimal effort, Cozy watched a unicorn below scream and run from the falling debris, laughing as the stone peppered her toes. "Oh, don't worry too much! You're my tiny ponies, or you will be soon. I won't hurt you intentionally, unless you dare get in my way. At least not right now. Maybe later, who knows? Rulers get to be fickle and demanding, after all!"

However, a flight of gold-armored pegasi emerged from the clouds, diving at her with spears in their hands and battle cries on their lips. How cute, Cozy thought, noting their size made the valiant charge in V-formation look more like a small swarm of cicadas to her than anything remotely threatening. To rub in what she was about to do, she even angled her chest towards them, arms impishly behind her back. With the skimpiness of her armor, she was practically wide open to a killing blow for a second or two. But just before they could reach her, she cast a wide cone of chaos magic at them, instantly transforming the unified squad into an assortment of balloons in miscellaneous colors and shapes. The ends weren't tied, so they deflated with high-pitched noises, zooming in erratic loops before flopping onto the rooftops.

Witnessing this, a second group halted mid dive, delicious hopelessness written on their faces. Cozy's smile stretched as she watched them cower and struggle with themselves as some flapped backwards in panic. "I did warn you. I know foals less stupid than your buddies were just now," she said. Her fangs, each longer than a greatsword, flashed in the sunlight as she paused to lean against a sturdy five star hotel, the view from seven levels of balconies - the ones not crunched to bits - now obstructed by her back and ass. Though it was probably an improvement, honestly. "You should probably get used to listening to me soon, if you don't wanna end up as who-knows what!"

After letting that sink in, Cozy Glow left the cowed pegasi behind, once more resuming her course for the palace, crossing the many blocks in only a few steps. No more ponies launched futile attacks against her, either because of deference or the realization of how utterly futile such an attempt would be. The castle walls, a challenge for many invaders to bypass, she just stepped right over, giving the remaining guards stationed inside a flash of her tantalizing pussy, still wet with excitement. She could have simply flown straight into the courtyard, but where was the fun in that?

Ignoring the plant life and statutes being trampled, Cozy Glow closed the distance, noting with disdain that Canterlot Castle was still taller than she was. Even discounting the uppermost towers, the alabaster building had a few feet on her. Hopefully, that wouldn't hold true for much longer. Spying the throne room on the top floor, Cozy idly wondered which of the princesses would be present for her to utterly humiliate. Not wanting to delay her rise any longer, still standing on the grass, she brought her upper body through some of the large stained-glass windows with a crystalline crash, her chestplate banging into the marble floor as her weighty breasts spilled into the room, followed by her head.

Inside stood Twilight, Celestia, and Luna in full regalia, their imperious posture shattering as readily as the glass. Their faces spun from the front doors that they'd been watching to where Cozy had broken half of the wall to their right with her partial entrance. "Alright, you has-beens," Cozy began. "Equestria is mine now, whether you like it or not!"

"Cozy Glow, is that you!?" Twilight exclaimed, eyes wide and zipping across her body frantically.

"In the flesh! Though I get why you'd be confused," Cozy nodded patiently, her horn punching a hole in the ceiling. "I've gained a lot, lot more of that since we last saw eachother. Flesh, that is. Tons and tons, all brimming with power!"

Celestia, however, did not turn tail and fold, instead holding her ground. "S-Stand down, Cozy Glow!" she instructed, with an extremely rare stutter of lost composure. Determination could only counteract so much, in the face of Cozy's colossal presence.

"Do not do this!" implored Luna. "If you cease further acts of aggression, and try to repent, we may be lenient in your punishment. That chance was not afforded to you before, but it can be yours if you choose. A better path, the right path." On the surface, she sounded sincere, but Cozy could tell: Luna just didn't think they could win. The oh-so important princesses were scared out of their wits!

"You think I'm gonna quit? When I'm this far ahead?" Cozy giggled. "You can take your 'redemption' and shove it! The right path is whatever path I like, silly! Everypony else who tried to stop me is gone, from Tirek and Chrysalis to those six really old guys."

"The Pillars!" Twilight gasped, her brow lowering in righteous anger as she stepped forwards. "What did you do to them?"

"I actually brought them here, in a sense," Cozy confirmed. "No need to thank me, O puny Princess of Friendship. They all ended up right where I wanted them. Well, almost all of them; I was saving the best for last." Tilting her head playfully, she added "I suppose I can show you."

With that, Cozy Glow lit her horn, levitating the unconscious body of Star Swirl - stripped of his robes - from where she'd stored him in her cleavage. There'd been more than enough room to keep him totally invisible, sandwiched by her boobs, and the space he'd occupied closed with a soft slapping sound as she extricated him.

"No, put him down!" Twilight exclaimed, desperately reaching out with her own magic to pull him to safety. Their differently-colored auras clashed around him, bright pink trying and failing to overtake Cozy's red. As Cozy slowly moved Star Swirl upwards, Celestia and Luna, seeing their opening, leveled their own horns at Cozy, firing intense beams at her head.

Cozy kept a straight face until the magic struck, when she shut her eyes in bliss. The beams were pulled into her snout like a heavenly aroma, the diarchs crying out in pain as their well of magic was drained from their bodies, absorbed automatically.

"NOOO!" Twilight wailed, running to where Celestia and Luna had collapsed. In another circumstance, Cozy would have wanted to behold the grief-stricken expression Twilight wore as she fitfully cradled the others. However, with Twilight distracted, she was free to finish bringing Star Swirl up to her mouth. Wanting to time it for the best effect, Cozy swallowed the stallion immediately, his body's passage into her stomach barely visible at her current size. Which, judging by the sudden tingle under her skin, was changing.

"Mmm, that's the stuff..." Cozy sighed as the reserves of three of the world's foremost spellcasters added to her own. Her ears flushed and her body shook with the sensation as she became even mightier, her form heaving with fresh mass as her expanding silhouette cut through the stone of the throne room. Straightening up again, Cozy Glow savored the feeling of growth - almost as good as masturbation - as her body shattered the rest of the throne room wall, eclipsing the uppermost reaches of the castle. She must have been three hundred feet tall now, at minimum, by the most conventionally measurement, though her others were equally enlarged. Cozy's boobs and butt became deliciously huge, probably enough to smother a cottage. The alicorns beneath her, tall as they were, now stood at the meager relative size of slightly less than two inches. Only Celestia and Luna, sprawled on the floor, witnessed her latest surge with undisguised shock, Twilight busy fussing over them.

"I'd say that was a good try, but it really wasn't," Cozy quipped, in her sing-song voice, or rather, her newly seductive, deeper version of it. "Thanks so much for the magic, girls! It'll really help cement my new place as Divine Empress Cozy Glow, Her Gigantic Majesty and Overlord of All Ponykind," she proclaimed, throwing her arms wide with a laugh and another jiggle of her dwelling-sized bust. "You can just call me Empress, though, if all those big words are too much for your itty-bitty heads."

By this point, Twilight had refocused on Cozy, and she was currently rather speechless, her mouth working as she processed what had happened, fists clenched at her sides.

Suddenly, Rainbow Dash poked her head out from behind the raised dais where the thrones rested, speaking in an uncharacteristically high, squeaky voice. "Uh, I don't think the plan's a go anymore, Twi."

Twilight turned back to face her, meeting Rainbow's eyes for a long moment. "Come on out," Twilight eventually said, all trace of resolve absent from her tone. "We need to regroup."

At this, her friends emerged on both sides of the thrones, the five ponies, Spike, and now-useless Discord rushing to meet her alongside the still prone Celestia and Luna. With a bitter high-angled stare of undisguised pain and contempt, tears in her eyes, Twilight lit her horn, charging a spell as they ran or flew to her side.

Still partially delighting in the feeling of her glorious new magnitude, it took Cozy Glow a moment to realize what Twilight was about do: she was going to teleport them all away! Who knew what sort of plan she'd think up to deal with her later? Whatever it wound up being, Cozy knew it would be annoying, and thus was not about to let that happen. "Oh no you don't!"

A blast of unfiltered chaos met Twilight just as the last of her friends reached her and she cast her spell. When the lot of them disappeared with a pop, Cozy was livid for a split second, thinking she hadn't reacted quickly enough. That is, until she felt something upon her tongue that hadn't been there prior. Perplexed, she reached into her mouth with a tree-sized thumb and index finger, grabbing the intruding object and holding it up to her wide, demonic eye, squinting.

It was Fluttershy, equally confused. At least, until she realized where she was, meeting Cozy's stare. Then, she stiffened, trying to fly away, but her wings were locked in the iron clutches of Cozy Glow, pinned by her fingertips.

"Huh," Cozy blinked. "How'd you end up there? Maybe... the chaos magic messed with the teleport by scrambling the end locations?" As the implications of this solidified, Cozy cackled boisterously. "Oh, that's too rich! The bestest friends in Equestria, all alone who knows where! And without their kindest flunkie, they won't be able to use their stupid Harmony on me at all!"

Fluttershy reacted to this by putting up a brave face, but it was child's play to see the sheer terror underneath. After a long pause, she spoke. "P-Please let me go. I won't hurt you, I promise. My friends need me more than your s-stomach does."

Cozy snorted, her breath ruffling Fluttershy's mane, tail, and ankle-length sundress. "The chance of that is fatter than my ass! And in case you hadn't noticed, my ass is really fat."

Furrowing her brow, Fluttershy took a slow, wavering breath. "You're k-killing ponies, Cozy! You must know in your heart how wrong that is."

But Cozy just grinned and shook her head. "Fluttershy, you always were so naïve. Your princesses are gone now. Old-timey morals don't apply to those with power. Equestria is my toybox! So, I can use you, wherever, whenever. Dolls don't get to make choices."

Eager to hammer this point home in the most debased method her devious mind could conjure, Cozy Glow transferred Fluttershy to her other palm, which was larger than a king-sized bed for the meek mare. Cozy held her wings in place with her horn, Fluttershy lying on her back. Then, she tore Fluttershy's dress - slightly damp from the moment in her mouth earlier - off of her body with a pass of her clawed fingernail. The outfit fell away, exposing Fluttershy's bra and panties, which matched her skin tone.

At least, they did until Fluttershy grew very, very pale, looking from her partially unclothed body to Cozy's humongous, smirking visage. "O-On second thought, being eaten doesn't sound too bad. Circle of life, and all that."

"Good, because that's what I'm planning on doing." Cozy confirmed. "After I've made you scream."

With that, Cozy elevated Fluttershy's resting place to her lips, stretched to the side to expose her predator's teeth. With great care, Cozy pressed the tip of one of her fangs, now the size of Fluttershy's whole body, against her collarbone before slowly running it down across her front, ripping her undergarments apart. Then, she grabbed them in her lips, licking the barely discernable items into her mouth as Fluttershy watched, her assets now exposed to Cozy's scrutiny.

Cozy giggled as Fluttershy moved to cover her chest with her arms, legs crossed. "Why the modesty? You don't have anything I've never seen before." Looking closely, Fluttershy's body was shockingly quite something, her hourglass figure even more well-cut that Chrysalis' had been, approaching Cozy's own as a paragon of the female form. After a moment, Cozy added "Ya know, maybe you should at least try to enjoy what I'm about to do to you. It is going to be your last experience, after all."

Fluttershy met her imposing gaze, despite herself. The poor mare was shaking so hard her shoes had fallen off, tumbling off Cozy's hand and starting a long fall down to the garden below. Her reactions were almost too rich, even with Cozy's sadistic streak on temporary hiatus. Still, she eventually pulled herself together, swallowing her pride and her remaining resistance. "R-Right... Empress."

There was the deference she'd been waiting for. Cozy's smile turned genuine. "Was that so hard? Since you're being obedient, I'll give you your reward."

Fluttershy was treated to an up-close and personal view as Cozy began, bringing one of her bat wings around and up to her front. Making a show of it, Cozy wet her tongue before licking her wingtip with leisurely, circular strokes, watching Fluttershy through lidded eyes. The intact remains of the throne room acted as a suitable background below, combining with her captive audience's pencil-thin nature to truly cement how utterly gargantuan Cozy had become. She was too massive to even dream of opposing, and Fluttershy knew it, only able to look on as Cozy Glow coated a minor portion of herself in natural lubricant.

"Ready or not, here it comes~" Cozy sang once she'd finished. The miniscule caretaker did not resist when Cozy angled her wing towards her hand, using the barest fraction of her arcane might to spread Fluttershy's legs open.

Fluttershy cried out sharply, biting her lip to cut off anything more as Cozy's tapered wing bone penetrated her pussy with enough force to smash totally through, bottoming out on the first thrust. Cozy couldn't be sure, but she assumed her womb had been violated, too. What she could be sure of was what she felt, and Cozy just barely detected Fluttershy's walls contracting reflexively against her wing, the tiny pulses almost ticklish.

Then, Cozy began to move, using the finest muscle control she could to fuck her plaything of the hour relentlessly. In all likelihood, the end of her membranous wing was at least twice as girthy as anything Fluttershy had taken before, exceeding the circumference of her arm. Despite being careful not to pull out, Cozy smiled sweetly as she inundated the mare with over a foot of solid, quick-moving mass, an organic jackhammer. She writhed upon Cozy's palm, each frantic motion being felt as she rocked against her bonds. Such a minor act on Cozy Glow's part, and what a reaction!

"Excellent, excellent," Cozy uttered, focusing on her amusing handheld possession of the hour. "Still, are those good spasms, or bad spasms? This is my first time doing this for somepony else, so if I’m being too rough, let me know by wailing in agony, or whatever."

The only reply she received from Fluttershy was a strangled gurgle. From the way her expression had wildly contorted, pupils dilating, Cozy couldn't tell one way or the other. Eh, guess she'd keep going until she got bored or Fluttershy broke.

As Cozy continued to jam herself into Fluttershy's pussy, she noticed more details. Was Fluttershy raking her nails across Cozy's skin to ineffectually attack her? What about the way her legs kicked out madly? Regardless, Cozy's own motor was beginning to rev back up, as she enjoyed watching Fluttershy's boobs flop up and down on her torso each time her wingtip fervently stroked her insides, not to mention the squeaks escaping her lips.

Reaching down with her other arm, under her metallic skirt, Cozy Glow began to massage her own folds, releasing a moan that carried far into the city. Her attention thus split, her wing's motions grew more erratic. At the same time, the magic pinning Fluttershy lessened, now keeping her only loosely tied to Cozy, as if on a string. The tiny pony's vagina was so tight, and Cozy's wingtip so relatively thick, that when combined, this led to Fluttershy flailing in her hand like a beached fish as Cozy's wing yanked her bodily all over the place, as opposed to her slipping off.

Cozy kept masturbating to the sight of Fluttershy's deteriorating state, her smooth, long, mane and tail now horribly tangled and disheveled from the treatment Cozy was giving her. Fluttershy gasped and squealed, her toes curling even as her legs clenched onto Cozy's wing for dear life, stiff, mothlike wings brushing against her giant palm.

"That's it," Cozy goaded, curling her own fingers inside her sticky pussy, which was in the process of overwatering a well-positioned tulip bed with her cascading excretions. "Feel me, experience me, only me. I'm your master, Fluttershy, your world, and soon, you'll never be able to leave."

Perhaps in reply, or perhaps because of the continued unparalleled thrusting she was being subjected to, Fluttershy's eyes shut tight, tears escaping at the edges and her back arching as she shouted another new word up at Cozy. "C-Cumming!"

With that, Fluttershy reached her peak, her pussy constricting Cozy's wing with as much vigor as her little self could muster, as if trying to coax out a reaction. Mouth open in a silent scream, Fluttershy's sweaty body rolled around in Cozy's hand. Well, until Cozy stopped driving her wing into her, the better to take in her overwhelmed expression, finally confirming Cozy's success at fucking her. All too easy.

After about thirty seconds, her toy went fully limp, Fluttershy's bared chest rising and falling steeply as she breathed. Fluttershy didn't try to flee, too weak and exhausted, as Cozy cut off her aura and plucked Fluttershy off of her now ever-so-slightly warmer and wetter appendage with a faint pop. Still searching around inside her own vagina for the best spots, Cozy brought Fluttershy up to one of her tent-sized, fuzzy ears and asked "Any last words?"

It took Fluttershy's brain a minute to catch back up the present situation, after she'd been so supremely dominated. Cozy heard a sigh before Fluttershy spoke. "I beg you, at least... don't hurt the animals."

"I wasn't going to, at least not the magicless ones," Cozy confirmed, taking Fluttershy over to her mouth. "Dumb bunnies and stuff aren't even worth my time. Especially when I could be touching myself instead." To punctuate this, she shoved another finger up her crotch, the ensuing jolt of her body shaking the castle's foundations as she was stretched wider.

"Good," Fluttershy said, hands by her sides, resigned and satisfied as she could be, given the situation. That was fine by Cozy Glow.

Without any more ceremony, she tossed Fluttershy into her mouth, rolling the national 'hero' about on her tongue for a bit before sending her down the hatch. At her new size, Fluttershy went down effortlessly, no more visible descending her throat than a drink would have been. And her power barely made Cozy any bigger at all, only a few inches.

Moreover, Cozy found she couldn't maintain her arousal. Even with both hands in the mix, her clitoris engorged and exposed to the breeze, her masturbatory efforts tapered off. It still felt nice, but no matter how hard she worked over her depths, it didn't get any more intense, the high from before evading her grasp. Without the sight of Fluttershy egging her on, Cozy's body wouldn't cooperate. Or could it be because she'd already 'achieved orgasm' once that day? Still, it was the first disappointing event of what had wound up as the best day of her life, and she couldn't help but express this violently.

"Darn it!" Cozy exclaimed, kicking out her leg and instantly disintegrating the elegant, tiered gazebo in its path, sending painted wooden shrapnel hundreds of feet into the air.

The moment passed, though, and the sight of the destruction she caused with such a basic movement cheered her back up. There was plenty more still to be done, Cozy realized, such as informing everypony of their new goddess. Today was only the beginning of her long reign as Empress, and she'd have plenty more chances to amuse herself - mentally and carnally - once she'd reshaped Equestia to suit her every desire. Slowly, a delighted, if nefarious, grin split her face.

"Now then," Cozy began, rubbing her dirty hands together as she surveyed Canterlot from her towering viewpoint. "It's time for some changes around here..."

To Serve the Empire

Author's Note

I tend to take a lack of comments on my work as good sign, as that means your hands are otherwise occupied, but it would still be nice to get some feeback on how I'm handling the characters and setting every once in a while.

To Serve the Empire

- 10 Years Later -

Cozy Glow lounged atop her throne, basking in the sunlight as she waited for her loyal creatures to arrive. It wasn't the first time she'd done this. In fact, while she didn't keep too much of a schedule, Cozy had determined the necessity of setting time aside where she'd be in a specific place for delegating tasks and receiving reports. That place was the rebuilt and reinforced Canterlot Castle, now designed with the secondary role of supporting its owner's colossal mass.

Over the past decade, thanks to an assortment of morsels, she'd grown even more, and now measured a staggering four hundred feet high, rendering the castle the proper size for its empress to use as a chair, with the main entrance hall as the seat itself and the rest of the castle as a short backrest. She was as much a fixture of the skyline as the building itself, and ponies milled around below her like ants, being the right size for the analogy.

Her legs were loosly open at the moment, allowing any who looked up to ogle her divine marehood. Though she was in charge of them, they tended to do most of the watching in their relationship, many admiring Cozy's body as they went about their business, whether inside the castle walls by her feet or in the greater cityscape. Those entering her seat for the afternoon shift, in particular, were treated to the best view as they passed beneath the great archway of her limbs. It was a lot to get used to.

Still, Canterlot's inhabitants proved themselves to be rather adaptable, one of the many things she'd learned in her time so far as sovereign. The place was full of scholars who couldn't care less who was in charge or what manner of chaos ran rampant unless somepony tried to take their books. But Cozy appreciated the snobbish social climbers more, those willing to do anything to maintain their positions and lifestyles, including kissing the ground Cozy walked on.

The dreary, working class ponies of Canterlot, Manehattan, and elsewhere, meanwhile, found something to live for in Cozy. More than Celestia ever did, she acted drastically throughout Equestria on a regular basis, and a single gesture of subservience often prompted Cozy to answer their pleas in return, many of which were trivial tasks for one of her magical ability, or just entertaining. Make an unscrupulous con artist pay, for example? Sure, Cozy could devour his whole family in seconds and enjoy it too. Others didn't even need tangible benefits for serving her, and worshiped Empress Cozy Glow's glory because her beauty and power obviously warranted as much.

She couldn't spend too long relaxing atop the castle, however, as one of its towers, below her left shoulder, would soon play host to the aforementioned visitors. As the highest point of her throne, it was where those flightless creatures with business for her climbed to speak with Cozy.

The first creature to exit onto the tower's rooftop platform was a white earth pony stallion with a coral mane that matched Cozy's coat, as well as his own formal robes. A tall, sky blue mitre cap adorned his head, featuring Cozy's rook cutie mark. This was Svengallop, one of her most faithful and capable servants, whom she had awarded the prestigious rank of bishop. He bowed deeply before her, one hand to the side, as was customary for all who had accepted her divinity, before speaking in his slightly grating voice. "Your eminence, it is with the utmost reluctance that I bring you a dispute for review. Only the foolish could possibly misinterpret the guidance handed down to us by your grace, and I beg forgiveness for their ignorance."

Cozy cocked her head diagonally, her voluminous mane twirling dramatically in the air as she smirked. Always overdramatic, Svengallop. "I'll be the final judge of that, as I am with all things. Well?"

Svengallop straightened up, his lips curling into a disdainful sneer. "It is the artist's guild, my goddess. They claim that your ban on depictions of the heretical alicorns has gone on long enough, and should be rescinded. An 'undue limitation on emotional expression', one called it."

Blinking, Cozy Glow shifted slightly, the masonry scraping against itself with relieved strain as the titanic weight of her torso redistributed. "Seriously? Have they gotten tired of trying to ineffectually capture my glory in paint or clay already? Of composing ballads in my name? Hmm," she trailed off, mulling on a solution. How could she keep their muses directed properly - to her preferences - without stifling their creativity?

Cozy's eyes widened as a solution came to her. "You know what, how about this: I'll permit artworks including Twilight Sparkle and the others, but only if they're in a tragic or comedic light. A watercolor of a lamenting Celestia crying into a pond over her own folly would be fine, for example. However, anything implying they could succeed or are missed is still to be punished. Have your ponies from my church go over everything before it's made public."

"A most benevolent compromise, your eminence. Truly wise!" Svengallop confirmed. "I will send word of your new edict at once." After another bow, Svengallop backed away, fully retreating to carry out his task.

A scant moment later, two small shapes which had been hovering above Cozy's head so as not to interrupt - and thus anger - her dove forwards, landing at the tip of her muzzle. Switching gears, Cozy crossed her eyes to make out the two, who were male, teenaged dragons. "If it isn't Clump and Fume, all the way from the dragonlands. What do you have for me?"

Clump, the bulky brown one with the clubbed tail, answered. "Torch wanted to let you know that he misses your company, Empress. The big guy's got it bad," he added, uttering a belly laugh.

"Ah, yes," Cozy said, her voice shaking the pair, given where they were standing. She smiled, memories of past steamy encounters with Torch returning. "It has been a few months since I last paid him a visit, treated myself to that special taste."

At first, the current Dragonlord, Ember, didn't take kindly to Cozy usurping her equine friends. Then she'd met his father. Though a couple heads shorter than her, Torch was so far the only creature she'd met actually large enough to fuck Cozy Glow properly, and she'd been sure to take advantage of that. Since Torch's mate passed, he'd been dealing with the same dilemma. So, she'd rutted him into the next week, age difference be damned, his scalding cock painting her insides like nothing had before as the volcanic rocks were ground to sand beneath their frantic thrusting. Why, just thinking about it was beginning to get her hot and bothered.

This act had left all three of them, Cozy, Torch, and Ember, satisfied. Less so for Ember, but it was hard for her to argue as long as her dad, Cozy's daddy when the mood struck, stayed happy.

Still, one dragon would have sufficed for a missive that short. Or they could have sent a letter, but huge as Cozy was, she couldn't have read it. Why bother learning some kind of magnification spell when Cozy had preexisting messengers to read for her? That in mind... "Have you enjoyed your latest trip to my lands, boys?"

Fume, the skinny purple one with the head frill that drooped over his eyes replied this time, flashing a toothy smile. "You know it! Chasing mares around never gets old. Watching 'em cower and shriek is too funny." Catching himself, cowed by her looming gaze, he added "Er, you know, normal mares. The puny, frail kind, your majesty."

"Oh, of course. No offense taken, Fume. I am a cut above the rest," she quipped. "You're closer to a pony than I am, as a mortal. Affairs and preferences such as yours are understandable." Cozy did empathize with and allowed such roguish behavior, to an extent. Joy and terror were two sides of the same coin, not only for herself. However, the full on hunting of ponies was her sole prerogative as Empress.

It was a beautiful system she'd put in place with the dragons, as well as the griffons. Under the supervision of herself and her bishops, they acted as extortionists, taking gold and possessions from those who failed to align themselves with Cozy's whims. Not enough to put anypony in poverty, mind, but enough to make their lives harder, more stressful. Cozy Glow found the ever-present dread this inspired in the resentful masses to be almost as entertaining as the devotion of those who supported her, and thus saw no reason to stop. Now, Cozy got along with both those races as readily as her own. The loyalties of the dragons and griffons, too, belonged to her, as they got to keep all their spoils, more than the old princesses ever allowed. Moreover, they respected strength. And, well, none were her equal in that.

"Thanks, Cozy Glow," said Fume, bending down to kiss her nose at his claws. "You're the best."

"I know," Cozy confirmed. "Tell Torch I'll stop by in a few days, and not to jerk off until then. I want his cum dense."

"Will do. Have fun, Empress!" Clump exclaimed, used to lecherous dialogue from her, alongside basically every other dragon who remained in their home country. Her voice carried far, in Canterlot and elsewhere. Then, Clump took to the air once more on stubby wings. Fume followed his lead, leaving Cozy to her domain.

The next creature with business was a pony, exiting atop the tower again. Cozy's ears perked ten feet higher when she spied the middle-aged, pink mare, adorned with silver and pearls over her extravagant gown. Now even more excited, Cozy beamed. "Ah, Spoiled Rich! Is the giant crystal dildo I asked you to commission complete yet?"

"I'm afraid not, my empress. The diamond dog contractors have been... slacking," she said, her contempt towards the news clear. "Perhaps you might motivate them later? However, the matter of those lowlifes aside, I do come with good news: the latest crop of willing offerings is present and ready for you to copulate with and consume. In total, three attractive, inexperienced young adults from Ponyville."

Oh, that was fine too, Cozy thought, disappointment not having a chance to settle. Spoiled always vetted the best ponies for the most important job in the country: pleasuring her. However, this group came from Ponyville? That was unusual, as the town was one of the last major holdouts in Cozy's domain, the majority of its residents still resisting her rule. Spoiled herself, bless her noxious heart, was one of the exceptions, abandoning her family for her lavishly paid, prestigious role as Cozy's sexual needs manager. Cozy could have swept in and stomped the place flat whenever she wanted, of course, but conquering was one of her favorite pastimes, and she wanted to save it for later, much like the remaining southern continent she hadn't touched. Plus, Cozy thought they might come around, given enough time, once their lingering hopes sputtered out.

Besides, it wasn't like she was as bad as some other self-styled villains would have been once in charge. By all accounts, not much had changed for the average, obedient pony. Cozy hadn't cocooned or brainwashed the populace, and she left the laws physics fully intact most places. With her alicorn magic, she raised the sun and moon as per usual. In fact, shortly after taking over, Cozy Glow had even saved multiple cities and towns from newfound assault by herds of windigoes. They'd tasted like ice cream, and were equally filling.

Chilly weather itself had proved bothersome though, given Cozy's continued lack of shelter and sufficient clothing, both day and night, but a few orders to the weather factory solved that quickly. Winter being permanently abolished was a common complaint, but Cozy didn't care in the least about ponies who missed white Hearth's Warmings or liked sledding. They just had to deal with it, or go north to where wild snowfalls still occurred. Only what she wanted mattered.

Wait, what had she been thinking about? Ah, right, Spoiled was still waiting patiently for her response. Cozy returned to the present, nodding at her attendant and tabling her machinations for later. She had some sex to partake in! "Whoops, I got sidetracked, there. Anyway, send them out, Spoiled. I'm curious to see what they can do for me." Her anticipation building, Cozy sent Spoiled off with a grin and a wave of her hand, creating a gust of wind.

"At once, Empress." Spoiled nodded once and straightened her clothes before returning into the tower.

A few minutes later, three diminutive forms walking into view from beneath her skirt, stopping once they reached the designated position Spoiled had surely instructed them on. Lifting the entire stone slab of walkway where they stood in her magic, Cozy brought her fresh supplicants up to a couple of stories below her eye level. Slowly, so they had a chance to marvel at her splendor along the way. One of the ponies, a cyan mare with a wavy, periwinkle mane, actually clapped as she did this, though the others were preoccupied with the spectacle. Only one of the others was a stallion, which was rare. Usually Cozy got nothing but stallions.

"Before we begin, tell me about yourselves," Cozy said. "I like to get to know those chosen few who service and supplement me willingly while I have the chance. Apart from the obvious benefit of getting to sleep with me, why offer yourselves? It's the best decision you three in particular could have made, to protect your treasonous kin in Ponyville, but besides that."

"I'm Petunia Paleo, your majesty!" began the cyan mare from before. An earth pony, her figure was average, but fit, and she wore comfy cargo pants with her tee shirt. "I'm a paleontologist. That's somepony who studies fossils, in case you didn't know. I've always been fascinated by size, both as my kink and intellectually. Equestria was once dominated by giant predators in the ancient past, so, when you came to lead us, I thought it was only fitting."

"Of course," Cozy Glow replied. Somepony gets it. That she was bubbly and cute also added points in Cozy's book.

"I would have come to you a while ago, but I wanted to make my mark first, career wise," Petunia continued. "After discovering seven new species of dinosaur, and naming one after myself, I can safely say I can join with you free of regrets!"

"I'm looking forward to it," Cozy said, making Petunia's jaw drop by running a finger from the dome of the tower languidly through her inviting cleavage before resting her knuckles against her cheek. "Next?"

With some reluctance, the sole colt, a grey pegasus with a darker mane, spoke up. "Rumble. Oh, uh, Empress." He looked far less enthusiastic, which was unusual. Especially when he immediately dropped his pants. He wasn't eager to go, his dick still soft, but he did shift to reveal something else to Cozy: a blank flank. At his age, at least twenty, this was a small shock. "I still don't know what my place is, and it sucks. When I was kid, I didn't mind, but now... it's like my life doesn't have a point."

Glancing to his left, Rumble added "Petunia suggested I come with her. She's a close friend. Figured I might as well go out by her side. And if I'm gonna go out on my own terms, let it be in a way that might help everypony who cares for me stay safe."

Friendship. Cozy's smile fell slightly. That was the Ponyville Cozy remembered and loathed. She supposed that as he was here, though, she shouldn't hold it against him, and try to actually trade thrills, humor the poor soul. Cozy sighed. "Fine. If you manage to sate my current cravings, I'll see what I can do to take the pressure off Ponyville for a short while."

Rumble smiled, Petunia patting him on the back. "That's all I ask," he said.

The last of them was another earth mare, this girl pink with bright violet pigtails, long lashes, and a hefty rack. When Cozy shifted her eyes ever so slightly to train them on her, she cleared her throat. "Hi, Empress Cozy Glow. I go by Lily Longsocks, or Socks." She was even wearing stripy, knee-length socks under her basic, cotton skirt. "This is embarrassing to admit, but... truthfully, I just want to have sex with a mare."

Cozy Glow's brow rose Socks' body length at that. "How is that embarrassing? Even I'm not cruel enough to discriminate against somepony for their orientation, and I eat ponies."

Blushing, Socks looked away from Cozy, which required turning her whole body. "Well, that's, umm..." she quieted into a mumble, muttering something like 'she's the empress, you have to tell her' before continuing, albeit reluctantly. "The other girls I tried to sleep with... didn't leave my bed intact. In the heat of them moment, I kind of lose control of myself. Then bones get broken. That... tends to sour ponies."

At Cozy's continued disbelief, Rumble chimed in. "She's way stronger than she looks," he attested. "I've seen Socks pull a broken train into the station, all by herself."

"Really?" Cozy said, now wholly intrigued. "In that case, I'm glad you're here. Perhaps I'll actually be able to feel you."

"I-I'll try my best," Socks confirmed, her blush intensifying at the thought. "My heart wants to be with a mare, even just the once."

Cozy Glow smiled at her flustered expression. "A common desire. One I'll happily accommodate."

"Thank you, Empress," Socks replied, twirling one of her pigtails around a finger.

"Does that mean we can get started?" Petunia asked, pursing her lips. She rocked on the balls of her feet as her legs twitched. "'Cause I've been wetter than a monsoon ever since I got here."

"Eager, are we?" Cozy posed. "That does tend to happen to ripe young ponies in my presence." Teasing her a bit, Cozy levitated the platform closer to her plush, monumental mammaries, until they were just out of Petunia's reach. When she let out a pleading moan, Cozy smirked. "All, right, all right, I'm horny enough too. Let's fuck."

As Socks shivered from the sound of her breathy voice washing over her, Rumble barely reacted at all, possibly still depressed. That wouldn't do; Cozy needed him forceful, feral, if he was to bring her any tremulous bliss. She supposed she had to put on an especially erotic performance to egg him on. This was fine, taking the lead and consuming minds with a lustful daze was one of Cozy's many talents.

Keeping the platform in front of her chest, Cozy Glow rose from her castle-throne, her muzzle climbing hundreds of feet skyward. Petunia swooned at the elevated viewpoint, Cozy's viewpoint, as she strutted across the courtyard. The ponies in her path in her path were irrelevant, Cozy beelining for the great field which now acted as her bed, the space once having housed a stupid hedge maze.

Once she reached the center, Cozy lowered her offerings down, tipping the stone slab and dumping them onto the grass by her feet. By the time the three collected themselves, Cozy was staring down past her stupendous bust at her meal, her muzzle likely obscured from their sight. And what a sight it must have been: a titaness the size of a skyscraper, the toned, curving lines of her body rising vastly far above, her pussy shrouded in shadows like the maw of a cavern.

Rumble gulped, unable to tear his eyes away from the spectacle, a pimple-sized bulge beginning to tent his pants. Petunia and Socks were similarly enraptured by Cozy's magnitude. However, they couldn't just stand there in awe all day. "Strip," Cozy ordered, her tone leaving no room for debate.

"Don't have to tell me twice!" Petunia declared, tearing the clothes from her body as if the stitched fabric was the entity which was going to devour her. Unashamed to be naked, connected with ponykind's primeval history, she presented her lean assets for Cozy's review with a pose. Rumble was a bit more reserved after he disrobed, but it wasn't as if the other mares his own size were paying him mind.

"I've never moved this fast in a relationship before," Lily Longsocks giggled softly. True to her name, she left on her socks, but peeled off everything else. Socks sighed as her ample breasts were freed from their foam and wire prison and fell gently into their wholesome, natural resting places, her girls not as perky as Cozy's. She kept her head craned back, focusing on the face of her empress turned lover.

In that moment, Cozy bore a sly glint in her eyes. With her hips cocked to the side, Cozy snapped her fingers, the sharp crack rending the air. Her armor vanished into her hammerspace, instantly sharing the full extent of herself. And what large borders they were, Cozy's skin and coat shining with the beginnings of a sheen of sweat as she basked in enough light to run a farm. "There we are," Cozy uttered seductively, cupping her boobs in her hands delicately as she fondled herself briefly. Well, delicately to her. She had probably used thousands of pounds of force.

"Lie down," Cozy instructed, driving the pace of the encounter. Petunia, Rumble, and Socks obeyed, essentially stargazing up at Cozy Glow as she hung above, an impending avalanche of pure sex. Petunia couldn't hold back any longer, and started rubbing at her dripping snatch, panting as she beheld - nay, idolized - true perfection. With a widening grin, Cozy flexed her wings, using them to knead her asscheeks as she spun, the ensuing sighs from her throat drowning out their breathless reactions completely. Though how could they be anything but positive?

It was time to really get started. As Cozy positioned her hips above the three of them, blocking out the sun with her peerless, voluptuous outline, Cozy gave Petunia, Socks, and Rumble just enough time to burn the holy view into their retinas. "I'd warn you to brace yourselves, but, well, I don't think it would help. 'Cause I'm about to smother all of you with my gigantic, royal ass!"

With that, Cozy Glow slid her feet out from under her, uprooting swathes of grass as she dropped into a cross-legged sit, the ensuing tremor shaking the city. She could faintly perceive the shapes of their bodies through her cheek for a split second before her hot flesh compressed them flat. Experience told Cozy that they had been flattened into cartoonish pancakes, and would be totally immobile until she let up, subject to ludicrous, intimate pressure.

Urged to display even further dominance, Cozy began shifting her weight around in languid circles, flexing and unflexing her toned glutes at random throughout each pass. Her own horniness steadily rose, Cozy's cloud bank of a tail swishing back and forth to the time of her rising heartbeat. "How is it, being buried alive beneath a mere half of my butt? Surely the best thing you've ever felt, yes? A cocktail of searing pain and boiling ecstasy heretofore unmatched? Enjoy the privilege while it lasts. Be glad the Empress of Equestria is personally crushing your miniature bodies."

Laughing, Cozy kept rolling her muscles for a while longer, until her own need grew too big to ignore. As she rested atop her offerings, her colossal cunt pulsed and throbbed, secreting gouts of honey inside and out, staining the soil with gallons of feminine pheromones. With a reverberating moan, Cozy lifted herself off of them, taking a single, shaky step yards away from the bowl-shaped depressions in the earth she'd left before lying her hungering frame down sideways onto the cool expanse of grass. Her wings splayed diagonally back, and she rested her head on one hand, idly running the other along her thigh as she watched.

Moments later, Rumble, Socks, and Petunia had popped back into shape, processing as they gasped for air to fill their once-more three-dimensional lungs. Rumble managed to stand, still dizzy from the lingering, intense sensations flashing through his nerves. "Holy fuck, how am I even alive?" he asked, his eyes wide. "Don't answer that, I don't even care." His reasoning became obvious when his hips jerked forwards, as if pulled by his throbbing erection. While above average in both length and girth, veins running thick with burning blood, it was effectively a hair to Cozy. "There's no chance I can possibly top what you just did for me, Cozy Glow, as that was beyond sexy, but I swear to try."

"Wow," Socks said, dreamily, as hearts flashed across her eyes. Meanwhile, Petunia could only emit pleading, needy, wordless utterances.

Alright, that was enough of a grace period, Cozy thought. And enough foreplay. Feedback received, time for the main event. She lit her horn, yanking them through the air with a rush of acceleration that undid their manestyles. With an intense groan, Cozy placed Rumble and Petunia on her nipples, each of the now swollen nubs larger than their entire bodies, without even counting her areola. Both bug-ponies grabbed desperately at all the tender, slightly bumpy pink skin they could reach, the heat of Cozy's nipples entering their soles. Their footing threatened to give way with every rough intake of breath to Cozy took, though Rumble wasn't at risk of being pancaked again, as he could take to the air if he fell from the great height.

Then, Cozy magicked up Socks, Even without lifting her leg into the air, Cozy had enough of a thigh gap for Socks to stand fully upright at the base of her inner thigh, the line of Cozy's pussy forming a new horizon that spread out before her. She hardly imagine the expression of wonder that was surely on Sock's face.

"Your turn. Bang what portions of me you can, my subjects. I come first; bring your goddess joy!" Cozy Glow exclaimed.

"H-Hell yeah I will," Petunia forced out, already running her hands over Cozy's boob in wide arcs, the shadow of her other breast settling precariously some levels up. Petunia planted hickies on Cozy's tender spot, while Rumble, who did not bother replying, opted to just lick all over the place, basking in her sacred taste. All the while, they stroked and prodded at a fraction of their empress.

At first, Socks approached Cozy's immaculate lower lips with trepidation, but was soon lost in lust, a need to satisfy. Falling to her knees, she jammed her arms past Cozy's labia up to her shoulders, feeling the trickling vice envelop her limbs. At least, that's what Cozy thought she was feeling down there, it was difficult to tell.

It went without saying that her toys also tried to get themselves off simultaneously. Driven mad by Cozy's heady scent and warmth, as well as the tidal pulses of her veins with every heartbeat, they began humping against her in earnest. Petunia and Rumble's ministrations were feather-light, ticklish, and yet successful enough. The former had opened her legs into a split, trying and failing to straddle the full diameter of Cozy's nipple as she rocked her pussy forward and back like a mechanical bull, biting onto a fraction of areolae with her teeth. The latter was jamming his dick into the space where nip met tit at an angle, trying to pull the two walls of roiling flesh together around his shaft, but Cozy's arousal was too much, her nipple too firm, and he was stuck merely hotdogging.

Lily Longsocks, however, was having more of an effect on Cozy. Her namesakes soaked through with Cozy's oozing arousal, Socks lost control, panting into overwhelming pink folds as her romantic notions were cast aside, her inner slut cutting loose in prime habitat: Cozy's absolute territory. Sliding across Cozy's skin to her XL yoga ball of a clit, Socks thrusted against the bundle of nerves with a loud cry, the force of her hips sending a ripple of motion through the giant clitoris.

In that instant, Cozy's spine jerked backwards across the field as she shouted, sending her boobs - and by extension Rumble and Petunia - into a fit of motion. As Socks continued to piston voraciously into her, Cozy nearly bit her tongue. "Oh, me, that's the shit." Having Socks on her clit was even better than when she flicked it herself, the mare's smashing even eclipsing that of the yak she'd shoved there one time.

As her composure and position failed her, Cozy Glow rolled onto her back with a thud and an erotic groan, her flagging tail biting deeply into the dirt. One of her stiffening wings punched into the outer wall, cutting into the rock and sending the upper half of the local structure collapsing into so much rubble. Petunia was sent tumbling head over heels, rolling down into Cozy's cleavage. Socks was forced to grip more tightly onto Cozy's clit with her insane strength to stay rooted, eliciting another moan from her giantess partner, who cratered the earth with a sharp, backwards tilt of her head. Fondling the base of her tits with her divine hands once more, Cozy helped Petunia back onto her nipple with her magic.

Rumble, also catapulted from his perch, had already flown back to the quivering peak of Cozy's chest. "Mmng, I need to fucking penetrate something," he growled, lining his cock up with Cozy's milk duct, doggy style. However, no matter how much follow-through he added to his thrusts, Rumble frustrations only grew. Having neglected to lubricate his shaft, Cozy's nipple refused to yield, despite being decidedly wide enough to admit him.

But just as Cozy was about to assist him in his endeavor to fuck her as thoroughly as he was able, Socks suddenly escalated her efforts, squeezing Cozy's clit hard with her legs, bucking her wet cunt against her lover's huge erogenous zone with the alluded-to bone shattering vigor. "Ah, this is so hot! And it feels so good! I'm actually gonna cum!" Socks shouted, sticky and delirious. "Let's cum together, empress!"

Cozy Glow, for her part, was feeling just as spasmodic. More than the power trip and her size fetish, Socks was honestly getting her off. Her eyes went unfocused, pointed into the sky, as her heart raced. "Keep doing what you're doing, pipsqueak, and I j-just might."

Desperately rising towards her climax, Cozy acted on her favorite craving. Her legs shuddering beside Socks like cliffsides in a quake, she stretched her neck forwards, angling her breast towards her parting mouth. With an abrupt snap of lewd atrocity, Cozy wrapped her lips around her nipple, sucking it into her salivating entryway, and Rumble along with it. With a stroke of her tongue, she licked him off, leaving him shaken in the pitch darkness until she did the same with her other tit. Her now glistening nipples jiggled as they, and Petunia, settled into place.

Allowing the sensations given by her offerings to wash over her, Cozy Glow reclined, melting into the landscape as her thoughts faded, overwhelmed by feeling. Socks' motions atop her clit grew increasingly erratic, her own endowments probably bouncing wildly as she humped Cozy with years of pent up passion, leaning into the upper limits of her spacious labia.

Within her mouth, Petunia and Rumble dragged themselves along the bumpy surface of Cozy's tongue. Finding eachother, all prior boundaries erased, they wasted no time in squaring their sexes, fucking like their lives depended on it. Helping them along, Cozy flexed her tongue, sandwiching the two even closer together against the roof of her mouth, refining their mingling flavors. Almost there...

"Oh, Cozy, you're so much! So thirsty!" Socks moaned, little more than a frenetic dynamo of repressed thirst herself. "And I-I'll slake you! I love you! Take me!!!"

With a fluttering cry of affectionate joy, Socks burst with ecstasy, her orgasm reaching Cozy in the form of vibrations as strong as a jackhammer's. Simultaneously, she felt Rumble unload inside Petunia, and technically also Cozy herself, triggering paleontologist's own climax, the pair coiling in unison, wrapped in pleasure as equally as hot muscle and saliva. This, plus the new level of attention Cozy was getting some considerable distance down at her pussy, proved to be enough. Empress Cozy Glow came at last, the bellow of her release audible for miles. The tremors of her body shook more debris loose from the broken marble wall, the heat in her core swirling outwards to every cubic yard of her shapely mass.

When Cozy's afterglow subsided, her mouth was empty, Rumble and Petunia having disappeared down her throat to join their goddess, casualties of the orgasm they'd helped induce. Though, Cozy realized in her post-sex clarity, it had mostly been Lily Longsocks.

"A job well done," Cozy managed between heaving breaths. Leaning up slightly - some forty feet - with a flex of her abs, she continued. "My dear Socks, it would be a waste to eat you too, when you could do this to me again."

To make eye contact, Socks clambered up the slope of Cozy's crotch to her stomach. Said eyes were full of hope. "Empress?" she asked, tentatively. "You mean..."

"As of now, you're my personal vibrator," Cozy confirmed. "You'll stay in my throne, with all the best accommodations, ready for whenever I need you."

Socks was overcome, tears joining the myriad other fluids dripping off of her nakedness. "Really? I— Thank you! I'd be honored!"

"Right answer," Cozy said, smiling blissfully. A second later, her stomach grumbled, causing Socks to trip and slide into her navel. "Actually, it might not have just been you. Maybe Rumble found his talent after all, providing me with fulfillment," Cozy remarked.

"That might be so, Empress," Socks nodded, her elation waning at the reminder of her loss, planned as it had been.

"Oh, don't dwell on the dirty details so much," Cozy Glow advised. "Your life's about to get a whole lot more interesting. Come on, let's go get you settled in." Here, Cozy scooped Lily Longsocks out of her belly button and onto the ground, delicately, with a claw this time. It was more intimate that way.

Then, she stood, her humongous torso rising again into the skyline. With a contented hum, she stretched the tension out of her muscles, arms above her head. This doubled as a means of flagging down a passing weather team pegasus, whose progress over the castle had slowed mid-route due to a gaper's delay. Her hand extended into his flight path, and he was forced to a stop with a few hard flaps. Before he could even gasp or genuflect, Cozy addressed him. "Change of plans. Make sure there's a downpour scheduled for this evening; I require a shower."

The stallion tore his eyes away from the mesmerizing sway of her breasts before responding. "Hmm? Oh, of course, Empress! Right away!"

As he swiftly departed, Cozy lowered her arms. Switching to a different stretch, she bent forwards to touch her toes, working out remnants of afterglow in her system. Socks stood between her fingertips, and Cozy gazed down at the again enraptured mare, her limbs forming sweeping archways like a basilica. "Careful, stare too long and you might get bored of me. And we can't have that happening, now can we?" Cozy giggled, before transitioning into a self-assured grin. "Besides, I've got more governing work waiting. It's not just my height that's extraordinary, my guidance is too. I can't in good conscience deprive Equestria of its best possible future," she declared.

Ascension

The city of Manehattan was one Cozy enjoyed visiting. Its ponies were blunt, unafraid, and straight to the point with their desires, whether policy-related or personal. The tall buildings acted as measuring sticks against which she could gauge her gigantic stature, and she never tired of the flustered reactions from the workers and residents within whenever she washed their windows with her tongue or cooled her skin by pressing heated chunks of herself against the metal. Plus, the imperial aroma was far superior to the slightly trashy smell that usually lingered in the area.

However, this was not one of her typical excursions. Today, she would put the final nail in the coffin of the old status quo. Manehattan was a model that those who obstinately fought against her still did not follow. Cozy would clarify beyond doubt what they refused to accept: that she was the end-all and be-all, the master of Equus. She'd come up with a solution which would definitively demonstrate her total and complete dominion over the world. A tactic which would also produce quite the spectacle, and likely fill Cozy with sublime sensation, to begin shortly. Her supplicants had been invited to the city to bear witness, and perhaps also participate in the special event.

Having shed her armor for an activity other than sex, an uncommon sight, Cozy Glow currently stood a ways off the coast, waves lapping at her knees. A substantial crowd had formed on the thin beach, some giving her their full attention, such as Svengallop and Lily Longsocks, while others were merely curious, passersby with nothing better to do.

With careful strokes of a beam from her horn, Cozy tattooed an elaborate magic circle on her stomach. Using her hands, she pulled her twin hills apart so she could better see what she was doing, her chin pressed against her ribs. It was methodical work, but worth it, as the complex form of sharp black lines and nested circles took shape. It was a modified version of the spell she'd used in her original scheme to drain the land's magic, years ago. Only, instead of slowly funneling the energies through the six artifacts into a fragile containment field, it would channel it all directly and immediately into a more capable vessel: Cozy herself. Only she knew that, of course, so the crowd was in for a surprise. She, though, would be getting a rush. Just the concept of what was about to occur was making Cozy more than a mite horny, her lofted folds flush with arousal and threatening to sap her focus.

Still, she pushed through it, knowing she'd be able to cut loose momentarily. With a flourish, Cozy completed the final stroke, the magic circle lighting up white as she released her breasts and lifted her head. "Yes, it's starting!" Cozy exclaimed. "Nopony blink! Pay close attention to your empress as she takes what is rightfully hers!"

The speculative conversations below quieted to a hush as the range-extending enchantment kicked in. Without fanfare, an invisible transfer of magic began, starting with those closest and rapidly moving outwards like a blast wave. Pegasi hovering for a better look were suddenly forced to glide to safety as Cozy's endless metaphysical depths siphoned away their magic. Other onlookers marveled at Cozy unperturbed, too captivated by her expanding size to even notice their magic was gone.

To Cozy, it was like the feeling of her pussy being gently caressed, only spread throughout her whole body. Humming appreciatively, Cozy grew. Her divine immensity quickly became even more so, her body doubling in size in under thirty seconds, with no signs of slowing down. Already taller than any building in the city, Cozy lapped up the pleasure as the water level receded down her lengthening legs. Swaying on her feet, Cozy watched as Manehattan dwindled in front of her, the pleasure she was experiencing only escalating along with her. "Yes, yes! Bigger! More! I'm taking it all!"

And take it she did, clearing one thousand feet. The astounded ponies by her toes were mere specks to Cozy now, and she wasn't even nearly finished yet. Her wings twitched as she rose higher and higher into the sky, thighs thickening, boobs swelling, mane sweeping back in the wind. Cozy's knees were weak, drunk on throbbing energies. "Oh, fuck. There's so much."

Magic from all around the planet was pouring into Cozy now, no artifact or creature spared from Cozy's lust for power. Two thousand feet, three thousand feet, more. Three especially sharp jolts of volume and intensity likely corresponded to the magic of Twilight and kin reaching her, their efforts spent eluding Cozy now in vain as she gorged herself, heat tingling throughout her millions of tons. And her godly power was growing just as immense as her measurements. Cozy felt invigorated beyond anything she'd felt before as her presence cast a shadow across dozens of city streets.

And then, it was finished. As Cozy's growth tapered off, she sighed contentedly, generating air currents. Cozy was so, so big, that, had she done this in Canterlot, the whole city probably would have collapsed from the mountain beneath her. She estimated she must have been over a mile tall, a titan among titans. The water didn't even come up to the top of her feet anymore, and her toes jutted against the beach, having forced her audience to backpedal to safety. Scattered clouds hung in the air below her chest, the spongy softness bumping against her underboob as she shifted. In conclusion: this was amazing. Cozy couldn't stop herself from laughing uproariously, throwing her arms out wide and clearing away the nearby cloud cover instantly. "Hahahahaha! Bask in awe at my magnificence!"

It wasn't merely her stature that had improved, though. The sheer quantity of magic coursing through her - all of the magic - was enough to give her body a shining shroud of light, a holy aura of sorts. The empress now truly glowed like her name once only suggested, her curly mane and tail glimmering and swirling like bunches of star-studded hurricanes. Cozy's senses had also become magnified to near-total awareness, her hearing sharp enough to pick out the individual voices within the masses. Smells and touches were equally precise, and she could see with beyond 20/20 clarity from anywhere on her body, inducing inside.

Yes, the heart-pounding thrill that had come with her ascension faded. But Cozy Glow was still very much in the mood in the traditional manner, the juices flowing from her cunt forming a localized downpour that struck the sea a half-mile below. And her aching hunger to be stuffed, to have her canal - in both definitions of the word - stroked, was chipping away at her cultivated resolve. A titanic woman, she found, had titanic needs. And now, nothing on the face of the planet had any chance of stopping her from fulfilling those needs. With so much power at her disposal, she could enact almost any fantasy she could imagine, even change her own body to a degree. But, being already perfect, there was no need. Cozy had other ideas.

"Mmm, who knew centralizing my power would be so enjoyable?" Cozy quipped. "Still, I'm far from satisfied. So, I'll deign fit to showcase my splendid body in candid motion. You're welcome, my puny subjects."

They reacted as expected, with cat-calls and cheers for their divine overlord, even those stallions who were exceptionally upset at having their magic taken were getting boners at the sight of Cozy's pyramid-smothering tits. Many were already on their knees, openly masturbating or genuflecting.

Making an about-face, Cozy's round, shapely butt shining like a pair of suns in the sky, she waded into the ocean. Walking one foot into front of the other like a model on a runway, each step kicked up sloughing, frothy waves the size of houses, the saltwater gradually deepening from a puddle to a pond to Cozy as her stupendous, shapely mass strained the bedrock.

Moments later, she reached her destination, a small island featuring a not-so small depiction of a crowned pony. Once, it had gleamed copper, but now bore the patina of age, unlike Cozy, who never would. Compared to Cozy's dimensions, however, the Statue of Harmony was barely the size of her finger, even if you included the base. Smirking, Cozy faced Manehattan once again, spreading her legs to either side of the island. "Such a cute little monument. I take it nopony will mind if I make use of it? I'm more monumental than anything you could build, so you shouldn't need it any longer. Its purpose now will be to momentarily appease my carnal desires, alongside anything else I see fit."

Cozy positioned her throbbing pussy above the statue, both sets of her lips drooling. Lowering herself into a squat, Cozy uttered a moan that reverberated throughout the city as she enveloped the great construction with her wanting sex. The cold metal, buried inside Cozy, quickly warmed, and she began to ride the statue in earnest. Its sharp prongs were no match for the strength of her undulating pussy, creases larger than elephants snapping and grinding off the offending bits as she rose and fell precipitously with each squat.

Resting her hands on her thighs, Cozy could feel every minute detail of her giant new toy as it rubbed against her insides. The depth of her motions gradually increased alongside her arousal, which flowed, hot and sticky, across the island. Pert boobs clapping with the echoing, magnified boom of skin on skin, labia crushing stone blocks to rubble, Cozy took it all in, her colossal marehood effortlessly swallowing the Statue of Harmony to its base. Each of her subtly lewd expressions was sure to inspire hundreds of climaxes amongst the transfixed crowd in the future as she got into a rhythm, consecrating the land and sea with the steamy, divine gifts of fluid and flesh.

Cozy rose and fell, stimulating her unmatched, undulating folds in a show of lustful dominance viewable citywide, every lengthy curve on display. But for her, it wasn't much, her towering, makeshift dildo only reaching halfway to her cervix. Panting softly, Cozy leaned back, trying to angle her g-spot into the raised, golden torch. But just as it was beginning to get good, her pussy clenched involuntarily, crushing the hollow statue beyond recognition instantly and snapping it off from the juice-soaked pedestal beneath.

"Nuts." Frowning, Cozy stood to her full, mile-high posture once more, pulling the inundated remains of the monument from her cunt with her magic. She'd worn the patina off the warped wreckage, and the powdered stone base blew away in the breeze, some of the dust sticking to patches of sweat coating her inner thigh. "That thing was almost useless." Her levitation field took the ruined statue up and back, past her ass, before she batted it into the horizon with a flick of her tail. "I need something sturdier, a phallus as mighty as my flower is. I'll have to flex my magic a teensy bit for that."

In this case, a 'teensy bit' meant a significant step above the most gifted archmage. With a casual pulse from her horn, Cozy transformed every sufficiently large skyscraper in Manehattan from rectangular to rounded, stretching or compressing their interiors as needed. She also reinforced them, adding strength to the material. The result was a skyline full of dildos, each within the optimal size range for Cozy's current cunt. To her it was more of a vegetable garden, though, filling produce ready to be ingested. She smiled with excitement. "Seems I've outdone myself."

Cozy passed over the crowd on the beach - now preoccupied with an orgy she'd triggered - with a single step. She found a building that caught her eye and made her way over to it, even her pinkie toes heavy enough to sunder the pavement they tread. It was one of the larger skyscrapers, containing a wealthy finance company. Well, Cozy mused, now they would be getting a rich experience. "Congratulations!" she boomed. "I select you for the honor of pleasing your empress."

Wishing to try a different, more suitable position, Cozy sat down, burying a whole city block beneath each of her asscheeks in the process. Cozy saw and felt each snapping beam and crumbling wall as the unenchanted, smaller homes and businesses were instantly overwhelmed by her godly, supple weight, reduced to gravel, any ponies within surely being pancaked in the process. Maybe she'd help free them later, or maybe not.

When a sudden spasm from her lower reaches pulsed through her, Cozy ripped the building from the earth with a single stroke. Skipping additional foreplay, hungering to see how her divine nerves would enhance her ecstasy, she shoved it deep inside her in one go, eliciting a groan as her cloying lips widened the length of a hoofball stadium to admit it. "That's the stuff..."

The skyscraper stuffed her giant cunt nicely, much more so than the statue, and she marveled at the scale of the insertion now required to rev her motor faster, the scale of the tribute to her supremacy. The idea of having so many trapped inside her turgid walls was even better when supplemented by the real thing, and she began to thrust it, with fierce, squelching, hundred-foot strokes, back and forth inside her gaping snatch with magic. Feeling it all inside, watching her own slick bumps grip the windows, the ponies inside clinging on for dear life as they gawked in comprehension, even as she still dominated block after block of Manehattan merely by reclining… it was spectacular. And yet it wasn't enough.

Reaching an enormous hand to the side, Cozy Glow grabbed another, shorter tower as she continued to move the first. Desiring to try out her invigorated sense of taste, Cozy spun the smoothed skyscraper around, using a finger to punch a hole through its vulnerable first floor and into the rest from underneath. Once the whole interior had been shredded, Cozy upended it onto her waiting tongue, screaming ponies tumbling through the air alongside the rock and metal to land on the fleshy, wet expanse, akin to a giant pixie stick. Each mare and stallion had their own subtle notes, a wonderful bouquet of salty and tangy. Even after she swallowed the group in a single gulp, the fine taste lingered, some ponies caught between taste buds. "Yummy."

As she kept on penetrating herself with the finance company headquarters, Cozy rolled her hips and lifted one leg up into the atmosphere. Then, she plunged the hollowed remains of the skyscraper she'd consumed into her anus, stretching more of her muscles and compressing her sensitive walls from behind like the world's largest butt plug.

Setting her leg back down, snapping every last tree in a park, Cozy started to really get into it, focusing entirely on the fire coursing through her. She bucked and flexed in full view of the city, a voyeur's delight as she blushed with her masturbatory efforts. Instead of the sky, it was Cozy's anything-but-tender insides that were being scraped, solid steel scratching her deepest itch. Foundations cracked as Cozy Glow's humongous body churned with rippling motion, her lewd actions and reactions barreling faster and faster in desperation.

She could feel her orgasm approaching, the glorious buildup of heat and pressure within her loins reaching a fever pitch. But an ordinary release wouldn't do, oh no, she wanted to cum hard, coat the whole city in her output, mark Manehattan as hers forevermore. And the globe's pool of energy, now condensed within her beyond equine body, responded, the roiling hormones in her core passing what was possible. Cozy let out a high pitched, rising squeal. "Mmm, ahh, f-fuck! I'm cumming all out! My huge pussy is cumming! Brace yourselves!"

Cozy's eyes went blank with pleasure as a cataclysmic climax crashed through her, feet planted on the concrete, hips rising many stories into the air as her motions shook the land. Her cunt and ass clenched the two skyscrapers hilted inside her with a titanic grip as Cozy's back arched. With an extended, lustful moan, her pussy burst like a dam, great gouts of sticky, translucent marecum blasting around the building's base and into the sky before arcing back down to splash onto half the city. It was a veritable monsoon of hot, fragrant ejaculate, pelting bystanders and structures alike. Ponies, carts, and more were swept down the streets in the rising tide as the rain from Cozy's pussy continued to drench everything from above in a sexual explosion. Particularly large, cohesive gobs of her juices smashed though glass, some even punching holes in the remaining clouds. And above it all, the curvy, blurred lines of her unparalleled imperial body, twitching in joy, the setting sun behind her adding to Cozy's rapturous innate light.

After a few minutes of wanton destruction and incomprehensible feeling, it was over. Giddy with satisfaction, mind blessedly blank, Cozy panted heavily, mountainous boobs jostling, hips returning to the rubble below with a shockwave. She sat up to admire her handiwork, having no intent to return the city to normal, appreciating the Big Apple's new look. "Well, I hope you enjoyed that as much as I did!" Cozy exclaimed.

Realizing she'd left the skyscrapers inside her, Cozy pulled them out with a satisfied exhale, setting the two especially coated tubes on their sides atop some wreckage. The ponies within the one probably needed to collect themselves after their wild ride as captives within her makeshift aid.

Now, she could just leave, show off her freshly mile-high self to the rest of the delightful world she ruled, really rub in her undisputed superiority and unmatched appeal. Buuut, she wasn't very tired yet. And there were plenty of tall buildings still standing...

"You know what? I had such a good time fucking this city, I could go for a few dozen more rounds!"

Creation

- Another 10 Years Later -

Cozy Glow felt like something was missing from her existence.

By all accounts, she was on top of the world, figuratively and literally. What laws she couldn't enforce through sheer intimidation, loyal underlings ensured were obeyed. All served her, all worshiped her. Simultaneously, the favors creatures begged and preyed for had gotten more numerous, now that she was the sole wielder of magic. And while some were novel, most blended together, even if she twisted things around. She could only 'heal the crops' while also turning them into totally different plants so many times before it ceased to be funny.

Basically any whim Cozy had, she could follow. Reshaping the now uninhabited city of Cloudsdale into a new throne for her mile-high frame? Done. Redesign her armor to be less uncomfortably pointy but just as alluring? Done. Turn a lake into cherry soda and drink the whole thing? Done. Fill the same lake back up with her pussy juice afterwards? Done.

That's just it, though. She was finished, and didn't want to be finished. There were no more lands to explore, no more ignorant creatures to mold. No more hurdles or obstacles, no matter how minor. Yes, she could scramble the continents if she felt like it, but it wasn't the same, knowing approximately how they'd end up. Cozy had thought about wiping everyone's memories, conquering them all over again, but their personalities would lead them down the same path. Besides, brainwashing was too easy, no fun at all. Plus, no pleasure spell on her part managed to compare to the electrifying sensation of growing larger, gaining raw power. Orgasms were great, sure, objectively more pleasurable, but they weren't the same.

But one, day, while visiting a palm-sized hospital, Cozy Glow was struck by the love in the eyes of multiple parents as they tended to their powerless but admittedly cute newborns. Love of a different sort, that she never received, before or after her rise to godhood. And she had an epiphany. Yes, Equus, and all its peoples, was hers. But she hadn't really made anything, only taken things. Nor had she nurtured anyone. A dormant part of herself, once the idea materialized, refused to abandon it. Then the very much not hidden part of herself realized exactly what would happen if she tried, and how far she could take it: a multiple pregnancy beyond natural limits, with a substantial side benefit. So, as she always did, Cozy followed through.

With her power, she sent a brief yet tantalizing telepathic message to every adult on the planet: 'If you would take the opportunity to knock up your goddess, be you male or female, come to Ponyville in one moon's time.'

When the day came, Cozy approached from the neighboring prairie, trampling rolling hills flat as her head crested the horizon. They'd answered her call in droves, congregating by the tens of thousands at the edge of the hamlet, once more sleepy without its princess. But Cozy had the sleeping part covered now. Looking down on the population she'd summoned, multiple times larger than Ponyville's native occupancy, she could pick out a few familiar faces. Old Svengallop and Lily Longsocks, each equally devoted in their own way, had been eagerly awaiting the opportunity to please her. Clump and Fume were there too, surprisingly, along with plenty of other mares and stallions she vaguely recognized from her churches around the country. And on the crowd's edge, eclipsing the cottages, was her fuckbuddy Torch, the elder dragon still only a few inches tall to Cozy.

Cozy leaned forwards, resting her hands on her knees, and smiled gratefully. "Looks like quite the collection answered my summons." She quirked an eyebrow mischievously. "Are you sure you can all cope with the task ahead? I'm a lot to handle, perhaps too much. Getting me as pregnant as I'd like isn't going to be easy on you."

The thousands assembled shouted reassurances skyward, deafening only when not compared to Cozy's own voice. "Bring it on, babe!" exclaimed Fume. "For you, my goddess, anything!" confirmed Svengallop. "I've secretly wished for this for years!" said Socks.

"Haha, such enthusiasm! Don't worry about taking turns, or anything like that," Cozy said. "I want each and every one of you to paint my insides white. Once you're all spent, I'll teleport you home." That last part was a lie, told strategically to... alleviate restraint. If she knew where literally all of her subjects lived, she would have teleported them all here to begin with, instead of waiting weeks. "But first..."

A flash of her horn, and Cozy changed two things. First, every female mote of dust by her feet - perhaps one tenth of the congregation - was transformed into a male mote of dust, with full balls to match. Second, their clothes, for those who hadn't already stripped, also disappeared, exposing penises of all shapes and sizes, each rod prepared specifically for the empress that towered far higher than any erection.

Cozy hummed in approval, liking what she saw. The enviable girls (well, enviable for normies) made for sculpted boys too. "There, now you're all ready. My turn."

Mentally shedding her armor, Cozy Glow turned around and knelt before kicking her legs out to either side of town, sending a tremor through the earth. Lying down onto her stomach, her huge tits squished between her torso and the land beneath, her gigantic pussy crashed right in front of them. Much of Ponyville was cast into shadow by her flagging tail, larger than most clouds, but the light from her own body ensured Cozy's goods were properly displayed. And what wares they were. Quite ready to reproduce with her miniature suitors, Cozy's cunt glistened with wetness, her steamy musk wafting over all of Ponyville. Running an arm down her back, pushing a wing upwards, resting her wrist between the muscular lines of her asscheeks, she spread her labia to the sides with two fingers. This exposed her stupidly deep, pink passageway, opening larger than any cave, ready to admit all comers. Her fifty-foot clit throbbed right in front of everycreature as they swooned with desire.

"Well, what are you waiting for?" Cozy purred. "Here, I'll even make it easier for you mites to reach." With a thought, she conjured a wide steel staircase leading from the ground to the top of her clit, so they didn't have as hard a time climbing. "It's rude to keep a mare waiting. Doubly so for an empress."

They did not need to be told twice, with passion-fueled cheers and more than a few battle cries, hundreds of naked ponies, zebras, buffalo, and more charged up the stairs that marked the first leg of their journey inside Cozy Glow. Peppering her great nub with their passing, they climbed up her outermost folds, the flesh moldable enough to allow for tiny claws and fingers to find purchase in spite of the gathered moisture. The wall wasn't too high, only a few dozen feet, but some found scaling it difficult with the raging hard-ons they sported. Others, like Svengallop, just weren't in the best shape.

Still, they powered through, making it up to her vagina proper. There, they had to navigate the unstable terrain, a hot, sticky swamp of turgid bumps and ridges. It was slow going, but they had all the juices they could drink to keep their energy up. And the whole hike wasn't too long, just a short five hundred feet. Cozy felt as well as saw their progress. When more than a few stopped halfway to fall and rub against her g-spot, she egged them along with a husky tone. "As excellent as I'm sure you feel, you have to keep going. You're almost at your real destination, the place where your goddess needs you."

This was enough to snap those distracted out of their hyperaroused dazes and back on track. Another conjured staircase helped the horny throng up and through her cervix, the comparatively narrow, membranous section of Cozy's genitals still admitting all but the largest of her studs without issue. And then, they were in her cathedral-sized womb, the place just as sacred as one. Their footsteps on the tender organ triggered a slew of gentle sparks, and Cozy's resulting moan rumbled around them.

With passion, they dispersed, each creature claiming a section of womb to throw themselves against and hump like mad, their pinprick pricks sliding across her flesh. When too many had made it and Cozy's womb ran out of room, some of the stallions, jacks, and drakes just started masturbating as they listened to the sounds of her aroused body all around them. Others charged even deeper, venturing up her fallopian tubes to jam their cocks into her ovaries directly, the experience of having them there making Cozy's sheer thirst to be bred bubble even higher.

"Mmm, that's it, my little sperm cells," Cozy uttered. "Don't be afraid to fuck me dangerously rough, I can take it. Cut loose, do your one job and cum inside your goddess!"

At that, the huge gangbang - featuring Cozy as both the recipient and the venue - reached a wild crescendo, the multitude of males increasing the pace of their lovemaking. Surrounded by sex, it would be impossible for them to hold out much longer. In fact, impassioned, involuntary groans signaled that many climaxes were starting right now. The formerly female creatures fucking her slickness were the first to pop, unused to the sensations their dicks were flooding them with. Among them was Socks, who humped the wall of Cozy's womb like a stallion possessed. "Oh, empress, I've never! This is—! I can't—! AHH!"

Socks, and dozens of others, came dense, continuous ropes, their primal groans echoing across the rounded chamber as their meager essence splattered into Cozy. But instead of letting up over time, as was the norm, their output only increased with each passing second, thanks to a custom spell she'd cast prior, manifesting Cozy's divine desires. Gushing all over the place, thrusting and throbbing like mad, the bodies of Socks and company began to shrink as the puddles of their gluey semen grew. Too busy experiencing the strongest orgasms of their respective lives, nobody noticed or cared as every part of them save their cocks was converted into cum for Cozy to absorb. Socks produced as much as he could for her, his consciousness fading into blissful oblivion as his whole body was squeezed out through his dick, which collapsed twitching into his own cum before it, too, melted into more.

Too busy with their own efforts, the other males didn't even notice their fellows' explosive endings. And more creatures kept piling through Cozy's cervix to replace them, making it from outside. Cozy wasn't getting very much pleasure from their actions, at least not yet, so she simply relaxed and watched the show as more and more stallions delved into her cunt and spent themselves as pools of baby batter. Nothing would top the experience of fathering demigods with Cozy anyway, so she knew they would pass on without regrets.

Hours passed in this manner, thousands of creatures blasting gallons of seed after teasing Cozy Glow's soft, immensely inviting reaches, which were plenty large enough to hold it all. Outside, the Ponyville natives, going about their pitiful lives, tried in vain not to stare as the vast group filed into her, the muscles of her legs and ass occasionally twitching overhead.

Finally, after all the others had entered, Torch leapt for Cozy. "You get the best for last, my treasure!" he proclaimed, diving headfirst into her pussy. Torch was big enough that he actually filled the width of her, and he had to crawl on all fours, wings and shoulders brushing up into all sorts of nice places as he pressed forwards wholly into his lover. Cozy cried out as he forced his spiny body through her cervix, wading through the cum inside her before shoving his dick down one of her egg tubes: a perfect fit.

Both he and Cozy lost themselves in the fantasy of the moment as Torch pistoned with strength, deforming her womb with the strength of his hug. He, completely inside a mate. She, alight with anticipation of the end as a new act was performed on her.

Despite his centuries of practice, Torch couldn't last any longer than the others in such a lewd environment. Roaring with an intensity worthy of the fire he once possessed, he erupted, his lordly form blasting through his reptilian shaft into nearly as much cum as the rest of her partners combined, inundating her ovary. Cozy sighed with satisfaction: it was over. She hadn't hit her own high, but now, she was about to bask in something excessively enlivening. Time to put all this semen to use.

With a magical flex, Cozy pulled all the cum she'd been gifted into her ovaries. Able to replicate each spermatozoa with her power when they ran low, she was now the proud owner of twin print-on-demand baby factories. And production would start posthaste.

Not moving from her prone position atop the prairie grasses, Cozy's lecherous smile changed to a more sincere one as she focused intently within. She sighed as the first few foals germinated by her power, brought into being. They rapidly aged to term, little limbs pawing as Cozy raised up a string of infants within her womb, an unending chain of pure, innocent life which wouldn't be ceasing anytime soon. For each new soul born to a magic being came with their own innate magic, within the typical range for their race, give or take any outliers. However, not in this case. They would have, if Cozy's body had not immediately absorbed the magic from each fetus. And all of her unborn children were bat-winged alicorns like their mother. So, each time she impregnated herself, Cozy had a major growth spurt, every new life taking up less room inside her than they gave to Cozy. The result? A most spectacular cataclysm.

"Yeeesss," Cozy hissed, as her peerless figure expanded, stretching past even more ludicrous sizes. "Finally."

Ponyville was the first to fall. As her humongous body filled out, doubling, tripling, and then some, her hips and legs knocked down homes one row after the other, ponies beginning to panic as their livelhoods met their demise in the form of an ever larger, ever sexier Cozy Glow. Her labia flattened the town hall as she passed the five mile mark, her colossal muff swelling more quickly than any could hope to outrun as Cozy injected herself with hundreds of kids-to-be. It was as if her nerves were being overclocked, an inferno of lust to complement the soothing whirlpool of motherly love in her core. No way she was stopping now!

Lifting her head, Cozy moaned louder than a tornado, watching as her muzzle approached Canterlot, her own horn already taller than the peak. She devilishly snapped the whole city into her mouth as she grew past it, leaving the mountain's base to be subsumed by her ballooning cleavage. Canterlot tasted incredible, with all its finery, but she downed it immediately, before the city dwindled down too miniscule to swallow. She giggled in anticipation; it was only going to feel better the more titanic she became.

The air grew stifling with body heat and her own scent as Cozy's burgeoning curves encroached in all directions, bulldozing the landscape exponentially. One of her expanding glutes smashed into her city-sized cloud throne, dissipating it into mist. A breast rolled over Fillydelphia, the rich story of the historic metropolis ending with the collateral arrival of single titty, her aching nipple carving a wide furrow miles away from the city limits. A hand, slamming into the earth in the throes of ecstasy, cracked the tectonic plate, unleashing magnitude ten quakes onto those who narrowly escaped being flattened. Erect wings spread outside the atmosphere, a preview of what was to come for the millions they spanned overtop. Even distant Mareami, as used to asinine disasters as Ponyville, was no match for her wiggling toes, which pulverized boardwalks and towers in equal measure.

"W-Who's your mommy?" Cozy bellowed, barely able to think straight with all her senses being assaulted by her own supremacy. As she squirmed with elation, grinding villages to dust beneath her stomach, Cozy brought her spread legs back together. Her smooth feet, toned calves, and voluptuous thighs swept across the land in duel tsunamis of living weight. Nothing was spared, the featureless ruin left in their wake fanning for miles and miles across Equestria. And that was the whole of Equestria, as Cozy Glow was now as big as the entire continent, now baring over a million foals and able to feel the curve of the planet against her own.

Cozy halted her progress for a moment to take it all in, slowly twisting and rising to a seated position, the near-lunar mass of her torso sucking up tons of atmospheric gas. In the process, areas of the nation unlucky enough to have eluded Cozy's blessings got to receive them, her ass crater-izing regions of the map. Shit, was she big. Splotchy patches of white, blue, green, and brown were all she would have been able to see, were her vision not enhanced. Zooming in, everycreature stood transfixed in awe or horror as her perfect, nude physique went on for hundreds of miles.

Still, she wasn't even close to her ideal size, yet. With a single flap of her godly wings, Cozy broke free of the world, rising into space. The rubble of civilization clinging to her coat as she cut loose her earthly tether, she took her place among the stars, a living planet in her own right. Once she was a reasonable distance away, the moon, sun and other planets orbiting around her and Equus, Cozy resumed generating nation after nation's worth of babies. She moaned as her power spiked even higher, breasts shaking against her torso with the force of asteroid impacts.

As she grew back towards her birthplace, ponies looked up to see incomprehensible walls of coral skin blanketing the heavens, in truth just her inner thighs. A pussy big enough to take the whole world within its folds stretched and widened above half the globe. Cozy smirked down to address the tiny world, now smaller than one of her eyes. She was about to commit an unspeakable act of devastation for her own amusement, and wished to give her old home a proper send-off. (Having so much power, ensuring her speech was audible across the void was a trivial matter.) "Sorry, everyone! This was fun, but I'm off to bigger and better things. I don't need Equus anymore, but know that your legacy will live on forever as my progeny. Bye!"

With remorseless glee, Cozy Glow caused armageddon by bringing her legs together, instantly crushing the whole planet. The lava, rocks, and water which made up all that remained spilled out into space as she opened her limbs back up. "And that's the end of that. No more holding back; I'm gonna become a real goddess! Hnng."

No longer exercising her self-restraint, Cozy rapidly ballooned in size, the distance her wings had placed between her torso and the remains of Equus canceled out, her piping, planetary folds blasting into them like a train against a fog bank. Quadrupling in length and circumference again and again, the other planets equally outmatched by her curves, it wasn't long before Cozy Glow was so humongous that she could fit the sun in the palm of her hand. Curious to see how it tasted, she brought the sphere of fusing hydrogen and helium to her muzzle like an apple, biting a huge, delicious chunk out of the light she had dutifully shepherded. Still becoming more fruitful and more massive by the second, she wasn't able to get the rest down her throat before it shrunk to the size of a pea. Oh well, it was basically just flavorless heat anyway; she had an exciting rush to continue savoring.

And what a rush is was. Unparalleled energies invigorated every part of her celestial stature as Cozy quickly outgrew the solar system. However, she wasn't even close to being finished; her pregnancy wasn't even showing, yet! Now creating babies in batches of billions at a time, her body filled the interstellar emptiness, other stars and planets the size of dust motes smashed to middling debris against her expanding assets. Soon, she passed a full light year in height, with no signs of slowing down. In fact, her growth and fertility accelerated, Cozy losing herself to the experience. Panting, her face destroyed what gas giants, belts of space rock, and boiling plasma didn't get sucked into her lungs as a star-shattering hand found its way to her cunt, wet with enough juices to sustain life on thousands of worlds.

As she jilled herself off, the number of children she bore passed the 10 trillion mark, her nipples and toes punching through nebulae. Practically large beyond description, Cozy's body also readily drew in magic from the rest of the galaxy, thousands more power-rich planets syphoning into her. She already had enough power that she was essentially omnipotent, and all Cozy wanted to do with that power was get even more, reach even wilder heights of lust.

Doing just that, her breathy cries vibrating at a pitch strong enough to bend the very waveforms of light, Cozy Glow's twitching wings and tail blasted apart millions of solar systems at once as she reached the size of the galaxy itself, over 30 thousand light years tall. Not even the supermassive black hole at the spiral's core could stand up to Cozy's unstoppable binge, and it broke open against her ass as she grew faster and faster. "I-I can't stop myself! Gotta get bigger! Gotta have all the kids!"

Surging outwards, filling the great, interstellar void with a mare to end all mares, her body began to draw other galaxies towards it with the irresistible tug of gravity, the curve of the fabric of spacetime giving way to Cozy's own, holy curves. Stars exploded by the billions as said galaxies collided with Cozy's impossible, impeccable tits and pussy, still growing hyper, ultra. Her stomach was beginning to show a gravid bulge now, her abs losing definition as countless alicorns filled her womb with life and joy. Overwhelmed with bliss only she could, or would ever, feel, Cozy couldn't focus well enough to keep masturbating while also ensuring her growth kept accelerating. Galactic eyes zoning out, menacing slits replaced with hearts, she put her ovaries into overtime, each organ many light years wide and churning with the fires of creation.

Gasping and writhing, Cozy grew to the point where whole galactic superclusters were disintegrating against her skin, the wispy masses of tiny galaxies becoming even wispier as they met her crotch, her underboob, her everywhere. The magic of the universe was pouring into her, any and all other civilizations she was destroying with her body - no matter how advanced - paling in number of individuals when compared to her pregnancy. Her womb stretched more quickly than any other part of her as Cozy lurched larger by millions of light years every second.

Mouth stuck open in sheer sensory overload, Cozy's horn and feet breached the edges of the universe, her divine flesh the first matter to reach that far into the endless boundaries of space, her height now clocking in at a staggering 100 billion light years as she outgrew all of existence. As she reached the final stage of her pregnancy, her belly button distending out from the taut, spherical surface of her stomach, the last remaining galaxies were erased, struck down by the small of her back. The universe was gone, two trillion galaxies, each home to billions of stars, replaced by the much larger mass that was Cozy Glow in one fell swoop. But she herself now shone far more brilliantly and beautifully than any star, so it was no great loss.

Cozy Glow had finally gotten what she wanted, and it had only been at the expense of literally everything else. As the sublime pleasure of growth tapered off into the limitless plateau that was her new normal, she rubbed her fecund stomach and grinned. "Mmm, that sure was something. I'm truly a goddess now, capable of anything. But I believe my first act as ruler of infinity will be to replace and upgrade what I've broken."

Gingerly, or as gingerly as one of her magnitude could, Cozy pinched her nipples, each so vast as to be impossible to traverse in a lifetime, and slightly darker in color from her pregnancy. With an effortless exertion of her might, white-hot fluid exploded from them with tremendous force; not milk, but magically-augmented plasma. Once outside Cozy's heavenly body, the plasma was drawn together by gravity, taking shape into a brand new universe, much vaster that the old one, with plenty of habitable worlds among the coalescing firmament due to the extra magic. She kept lactating for a long while, her boobs - with a cup size clocking in at who knew how many Z's - fueled by an endless reservoir of energy. Eventually, the new reality she'd created was ready, and she smiled with satisfaction.

Now, she could finally welcome her children into their lives. Even Cozy couldn't count exactly how many babies waited inside her womb. Not because she failed to feel them all, but because she lacked the vocabulary and education in mathematics. Numbers many times greater than a trillion trillions didn't usually come up in mortal life. Still, she had a few more tweaks to make first. With a simple, easy spark, Cozy aged the foals linked to her into young adults of sixteen, doubling the size of her stomach in the process. It now looked as if she was carrying twins, relatively speaking, and the fullness was satisfying, like a soft afterglow. Next, she imparted most of her own knowledge into them, basic things like language and how to maintain a society. Cozy left their souls as they were, without peeking, nor did she share the information of her existence as their mother, planning to watch billions of reactions over the coming eons.

Then, and only then, did she begin to give birth. She bit her lip as her water broke, spilling super-galactic volumes of liquid below her, which solidified into endless bands of ice planets as her body heat dissipated. Cozy left them there; maybe her descendants could make pilgrimages once they invented space travel. After that, she simply teleported all of her kids out and onto appropriate planets she'd located with her divine sight.

Even so, there wasn't enough room for all of the many, many teenagers to live comfortably on planets, only about half, but she'd accounted for that. The rest, Cozy placed at various points on her body, beneath and between the tremendous hairs of her coat. Her pores made for endless, rich oceans, and her skin a warm, comfortable land. With magically lowered gravity, they wouldn't be squished by their mother's pull, and they could mine the remains of the old universe for resources. Cozy even sported her own atmosphere and weather systems.

Finally, the umbilical cords and other byproducts left inside her were magically ejected from her pussy, joining the galaxy-sized clusters of ice planets. Now, Cozy could float comfortably, enjoying her work, until the end of time. And, oh, how excellent her work had been! It wasn't long before she had grandchildren, her hormone-laden children hooking up for unknowingly incestuous relations with their special someponies almost as soon as they'd secured shelter, food, and water, many using inventive, brand-new positions.

Each planet or 'micro-pimple' full of her descendants had new wonders for Cozy to discover with her boundless senses, from unique systems of government to wild new genres of art. Depending on the other lifeforms present, the alicorns of her loins adapted dramatically differently. Some lived idyllic existences, like one civilization which basked in the warmth and bounty atop Cozy's left breast, never knowing war. Others had to contend with ravenous monsters unlike anything Equestria had ever seen, hardening their minds and bodies into valiant warriors that defended their homes. Regardless of their circumstances, Cozy was, without exception, immensely proud of whatever they achieved.

When she began announcing herself to them, conveying her status as omnipotent creator as well as her love for them, the majority rejoiced, having something concrete to believe in, a figure who would watch over them, always. However, if they didn't worship her as their goddess or love her as their mother, for whatever reason, Cozy actually respected their choice. But those who treated her existence with contempt or hatred, perhaps because she'd disproven an existing religion, well, they were punished. Not lethally, or anything, just enough to make them change their minds of their own accord. It made her nostalgic for her mischievous youth, meting out creative, tailored retribution for whole populations. Removing the tongues of those who besmirched her name, for example.

Although, Cozy found herself having far more fun with those among her grandchildren who did love her. Whenever the mood struck, she'd provide more tangible blessings. Increasing their capacity for sexual pleasure, enhancing figures, even loaning fractions of her power so they got to share the joys of mile-high life as demigods. One of her favorites was when she piggybacked inside the minds and bodies of willing ponies who preyed for the courage they lacked to act upon their desires. Their goddess then broke the metaphorical ice and showed the object of their affections a good time in their place, paving the way for future relationships. Cozy could do this with many millions of her little ones at once, and getting to feel that many orgasms - for both genders, even - tended to keep her satisfied for decades.

And so it was that Cozy presided over the universe, alicorns from desert worlds in the farthest, most inhospitable reaches of space to those building technologically advanced mega-cities on her clit living their lives under their goddess' care and guidance. Her luminescent light reached out to those in the optimal range, such that they could see her shapely, naked body hanging in the night sky, a smile on her face. Cozy Glow was, now and forevermore, content.