Writers block
It's hard to dislodge a block when trying to write something, that psychological force that seems to physically and mentally stop you from creating or writing something. And it is challenging when you must write to Princess Celestia herself. Every sentence and word properly used and executed to perfection, the princess deserves no less.
It was hard to write to the princess sometimes Twilight would defiantly agree. Without life-changing lessons to go off, it was challenging to find a new lesson on friendship. So she sat down at her table, the side of her face flat against it. She had the quill in her magical grip scratching lines into the page. It was infuriating not able to write, whatever she wrote wouldn't contain the meaning she was trying to convey, the lesson she tried to write.
She scratched and scratched the page thinking intently. With a heavy sigh she lifted her head. The bin was already filled with the scrunched up papers of previous attempts, already the excess scraps overflowing the small metal tub. "Dear Princess Celestia." she began to speak whilst transcribing it onto the parchment. "Today I learned..."
And the block continued to stop the unicorn.
She scrunched up the parchment and with an annoyed growl as she tossed it through the air onto the towering pile of rubbish. She just couldn't do it. Even after the Princess said not to worry so much, she thought it was always good to keep a schedule. To keep the letters coming, to keep the princess informed.
She just couldn't think straight, the stress was unnerving her and starting to irritate her greatly. She quickly glanced to the shelves downstairs. Books were her stress-ball, always there to calm her down and catch her when she was feeling low. "I've already read all the books down there though," She sighed flicking the quill around on the desk. "Maybe if I read something simple, like Predictions & Prophesies."
She slowly lifted her haunch from the chair and made her way down the stairs. Without Spike around the library, it was quiet. No pony seemed interested in coming inside the library on a Sunday. The unicorn clopped down the stairs and into the atrium. She scanned the shelves for her prize, it was challenging without Spike to help.
She stared at the mass of literature like a sentry eyeballing for any activity. Predictions & Prophesies isn't that all interesting, I need something else.
Her mind encroached on an idea. She glanced at the draws to her right, slightly being aroused by looking at it.
Well it would calm me down wouldn't it and Spike isn't here so... She stopped thinking for a moment.
No, it was frowned upon to do that to one’s self, if anyone found out.
Oh who doesn't do it anyway.
She took some small steps towards the draws, quivering ever slightly. I mean, I barely do it anyway. This would only be the third time.
But she felt that it was wrong. Because when she casts that spell, she was a different pony all together, a strange pony.
The decision was to be made in moments before she reached the draws. Her body started to react, like it wanted it while her mind remained vigilant and tried to control her impulses. She approached it, the draws in the corner of the room. Sealed with a magical lock so no pony else could open it. Twilight...think about this.
Her body convulsed as she loomed over it. Her body wanted this.
It's not right...
Her body needed this.
She cast a unique spell to unlock the magical barrier. The spell could only be broken by the one who cast it, which was good for Twilight. If anypony found out what was in there...
The draw slid open and there it lay. A book, only a few pages thick locked together with black leather. It seemed so insignificant but held a strange power which awoken something deep inside. Twilight levitated it out and opened to the first page. The pages rustled as they were turned, revealing incantations of unknown natures.
Why was this even in the library?
Clean-up of the shelves involved scrapping old volumes which were useless and anything of that nature. During one Spike found a little black book on one of the shelves. Twilight examined it and was curious, that being one of her flaws.
She found the page. It was only a small paragraph written in an ancient text not common among ponies. It was hard to translate into an understandable language, which made it hard to predict what it would do. Now Twilight knows well and truly what it does.
And she can't keep her hooves off it sometimes.
Her body was reacting, her nether regions slowly started to go moist. Her hind legs quivering slightly. She just couldn't wait. She started channelling magic into her horn, holding her concentration on the passage as she read it in her mind. Violet lights from her horn started to surround her. The engulfing light covering Twilight like a second skin.
She closed her eyes to focus on the spell, also with excitement. As the field reached her haunches, she let out an erotic moan. She collapsed, all magic drained and the book hitting the floor. Her hooves quivering out of control and her nether regions now were starting as raging torrents. Sweat poured from her forehead as she felt fires dance around inside her.
"Now I can have some fun..." she giggled seductively to herself.
Rolling onto her back and looking down between her thighs. "Well I certainly am moist," she smiled. "That certainly won't do."
With her fore hoof she stroked her nether lips which sent a spike of excitement all the way to her stomach which raged furiously with heat. With a moan of ecstasy she started to slowly stroke, lingering on her clit.
Her breathing intensified with the increase in pleasure surging through her. She was becoming a quivering wreck. With more and more sweat seeping from her mane and fur she stopped her strokes of pleasure. "I need something..." she looked around for a tool she wanted. Anything would do, just as it did the job. "I need something inside me..."
She desperately looked around the room for anything of that nature, herself not containing any of her impulses and feelings. She levitated a broom awkwardly over to her, it fading slightly as she struggled to bring it over. "I can't take it!"
She faced the handle towards herself, hind legs spread apart ready for impact. A long erotic moan of ecstasy rang through the library as she slowly inserted the handle deep into herself. Controlling it barely, she moved the broom in and out slowly, being coated in her mucus which had a strange smell which enticed her.
She inhaled and exhaled deeply, the raging feeling in each thrust pushing her further and further into madness. Her mind was becoming simple minded, reduced to nothing but erotic thoughts of her friends. Twilight didn't know if it was the spell or that this is actually what she thought of them.
"Rainbow Dash, Harder." She cried, forcing the broom further up her body. "Harder!"
The apparatus was accelerating to great speeds making Twilights nether regions flood the sticky resign from her. She could feel it coming, the climax. Her stomach twisting slightly and her pussy sparked in heat. "Yes, yes, YES!!!" she continued.
The broom stopped moving as she opened her eyes widely. The floodgates opened and her whole body writhed as her cum ruptured from her pussy. It passed the handle and made a puddle of ecstasy on the floor. The fires slowed down, her heart rate steadily decreasing over time. With deep breaths she laid on the floor, staring into the void of the library.
'That was amazing' she thought extracting the broom from her nethers.
I bet it was.
'WHAT?!' she shouted in fear and surprise.
I bet that felt good Twilight, and you’re not going to stop now.
A voice, from her head. It sounded like her but it had a certain seductive quality to it. She became frightened slightly. "W-who are you?"
Why I'm you of course, just a dormant side of you that has awaken.
"W-what?"
And from what I can feel, you aren't ready to stop.
"B-but my b-body is spent..."
Oh don't worry, I'll take care of that.
She felt a sudden urge again, her pussy spiking another feeling through her.
Now, lick it up!
Twilight obeyed. Her body became the master and she succumbed to it. She rolled herself forward to the puddle on the ground. It glistened slightly from the candle lights around the room.
Do It.
Her tongue slithered out of her mouth, wet from salivating over the puddle. The enthralling smell of violet flowers and magic enticing her. She tilted down and began to lick. The taste was incredible; this tangy violet mixed with wild berries filled her mouth. The tastes made her quiver slightly as her regions below began to moisten again.
She licked and licked the fluid off the ground and was disheartened when there was no more.
Suck the broom handle.
Her eyes stared mindlessly at the broom to her side, still dripping with the flavours of herself. She couldn't stand on her legs, the fires and spikes of excitement forced her to slide over to it. She rushed towards the handle and wrapped it in her hooves.
Do It.
The handle slid inside her mouth, lubricated with the juices and her saliva. She started to rub her tongue over it and suck all the juices from its fibres. Deeper and deeper she forced it down her throat so she could gather all of it.
Don't choke yourself.
Her body forced it out of her mouth with saliva still connecting the handle to her.
You feel it don't you. A wonderful feeling isn't It.
It was hard to answer, but she managed to get out one simple word. "Yes." moaning as she said.
Do you want more?
"Yes."
Do you need it?
"Yes!"
She rolled to her back again, staring down at her wet and moist lips below. Her fore hooves reached down and spread the lips apart, sending signals of pleasure all over her body. She couldn't stop; she rubbed her hoof over and over with great speed. The fires relit and sent heat surging through her. It reacted with more of her juicy mucus spewing out slightly. She vocally made it known that she felt unstable and ready to blow.
"Twilight?"
She stopped in shock and horror. Rainbow Dash?
"Twilight, are you in?"
Rainbow Dash what are you doing here?
"If you are, do you have the next in Daring Do." The cyan pegasus walked around the library, not seeing Twilight lying behind some shelves. "I finished the fifth one and am hoping for the sixth."
Twilight, I have an idea.
The pictures of Rainbow filled her mind. These fantasies of sexual encounters she dreamed of having. That made her want Dashie even more. She let herself relax and let the voice in her head do the talking.
"Twilight, where are you?"
"Over here Rainbow..." She erotically giggled.
The pegasus looked towards the sound and saw the back of Twilights head behind a small shelf. Why she was on the ground she did not know.
"Twilight are you alright, you seemed very chilled."
"Oh Dashie, I haven't felt better in my entire life."
She approached the unicorn, turning the corner to a shocking scene. There Twilight lay, breathing heavily with cum and mucus covering the floor and a broom with liquid clinging to the handle. "TWILIGHT!" she exclaimed. "Wh-what is this!?"
The unicorn looked up slightly with a glisten of lust in her eyes. She examined Dashie, licking about what she would do to that flank. So perfectly sculpted, those curves are to die for.
Rainbow was still horrified and confused about her friend, sure she had done it but this was...different. She thought that this couldn't be the real Twilight, she was well, an egghead and would never do this to herself.
Now!
Twilight leaped forward with her horn charged with magic. It lifted Dash into the air and pinned her against the wall. Dash again was shocked beyond her mind. "Twilight, WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?"
There was no answer; only a stare of lust filled her eyes which disturbed and frightened her at the same time.
She doesn't feel the light, you better show it to her.
The unicorn braced her quivering body and charged her horn once again. This time directing at Dash and not herself. "Twilight, what’s happening? Stop!"
Her cries for help didn't reach the crazed unicorn, which reached the climax of her spell before showering Dash in the bright light.
Twilight collapsed as the magic dissipated and Dash fell to the floor. They were both silent but were breathing heavily. Then Dash felt the feelings hit her like a wave. A sudden spark of pleasure erupted through her body which led to a loud erotic moan. Her pussy starting to go wet and the heat making her hind legs shiver. Dash suddenly felt something reach between her legs. It was Twilights fore hoof which pulled her up and into eye contact with her.
She passionately leapt forward, driving her muzzle onto Dash. As she rubbed her hoof over Dashie's nethers she initiated a tongue massage with Dash's. This raging feeling spiking through Dash was different and felt better than ever. The unicorn stopped her kissing and stared at the pegasus. She could see Dash was becoming like her, a mindless object to be abused.
She quickly threw her muzzle to where her fore hoof was delivering pleasure and swapped it for her tongue, licking between the slit and sucking on Dash's clit. It was like licking a rainbow, spikes of natural flavours which changed in quick concession. The pegasus kicked her legs in response, bracing her front hooves in the ground as she felt the urge to adjust her position. She inhaled air sharply through her teeth as Twilight worked her 'magic'.
Before Dash could cum, Twilight pulled away with the mucus lingering on her nose and mouth. "Twilight..." Dash pleaded. "Don't stop!"
The book Twilight.
The unicorn licked her lips and looked over to the book on the floor. The voice picked the book up with her telekinesis and made her read another passage. The voice read it to Twilight, making her hind legs collapse quickly. While Twilight casted the spell, Rainbow got tired of waiting. She began to rub herself and make her jump in excitement as each stroke pulsated pleasure. "Oh sweet Celestia!" she cried as the feelings intensified.
Twilight could feel it coming. She felt her nethers suddenly change. A long fleshy shaft slowly made its way in place of her moist pussy. It stood erect on her, hard and ready for action.
There we go, now wreck that flank!
She turned to her Lustful friend still rubbing herself not able to stop. The shaft pulsated as magic flowed through, it reacting at seeing Dash do this to herself. "Stand up Dash." She ordered.
She stopped her movements and noticed the long shaft extending from Twilights pussy. Not thinking anything of it she stood up looking at Twilight. Her mouth was slightly opened and salivating slightly as her unkempt mane started to knot together more than usual. Twilight smiled with a giggle. "Turn around." she said taking some steps forward.
The pegasus obeyed and turned her haunches around in front of Twilight. Hinting at what she was getting at, she stuck her plot towards Twilight stretching her curves backward exposing her arsehole. "Do you like what you see, Twilight?"
"Oh yes!"
She jumped ahead and pushed herself onto her. Lifting her fore hooves onto Dash's back and positioning he shaft just outside her tiny hole. "Do it." Dash seductively taunted her mare friend.
That was all she needed as she inserted her penis slowly into her arsehole. It was painful at first but was rewarded by another wave of pleasure. And she thrust in and out, which made Twilights penis start to gain another strange feeling. It sent the pleasurable sparks up its which lit fires which raged deep inside her. With quick breaths she hastened, astounded by this new pleasurable feeling surfing through her.
Dash moaned passionately and yelled her feelings, "Twilight. I love you!"
The unicorn pushed the shaft right into her arse as it began to spasm, sending a gloppy substance straight into Dash. She let out a loud moan, filling Dash with her cum. The pegasus hadn't realized but she was rubbing her pussy at the same time, caught in the situation. Her legs quivered as cum trickled down her hoof and onto the floor.
They both stood still breathing in the smells of themselves over the area. Soon Twilight released the penis from the confines of Dash arse and fell flat on her back, the cum slowly trickling out of the hole after. Dash followed suit, she fell flat on her front breathing in heavily. "That was..." she started to say, "Great."
Both of them were quivering wrecks, twitching hooves and body. Their bodies well spent, especially Twilights. The spell started to fade and her mind became clear over time. The conjured genitalia dissipated as well, leaving some white goo on her stomach. Her faculties started to come back; she regained her brilliant mind and faded from the primitive thoughts which polluted it from the previous encounter. "Rainbow, are you ok?"
"Ok Twilight?" she questioned lying in a puddle of enticing liquid. "I'm more than ok, that was amazing! It was the best sex I ever had!"
"So you don't hate me for doing that to you?"
"Well you did force yourself on me but what are we to do."
"And that wasn't me, it was something else, something I conjured and I feel awful for doing that to you."
"Like I said..." she stood up with the liquid still clinging to her stomach. "It’s fine, if casting weird erotic spells rocks your boat, than that's your business."
"Well that’s great to hear I guess, but I got to agree, it was amazing."
"Oh it was, thanks Twilight."
Twilight looked at Dash questioning what she was thinking and what Dash was saying. "Do you mean what you said during well, you know."
"What did I say?"
"Well..."
Don't damage your relationship with your friend.
"It was nothing."
Dash sighed, "well that's a relief, I thought I said something like." she placed on a really high pitch voice with a rather annoying tone to it. "Oh I love you Twilight."
Actually that's exactly what you
"I mean come on, that is just, I don't know."
Twilight approached Dash slowly. "Do we tell any pony about this?"
"If you do, I'll tell Spike what you did with that broom."
She stopped and stared in shock, blushing heavily in embarrassment.
"Deal?"
"Deal."
***
"Dear Princess Celestia, today I learned something important. It was after a 'special' encounter that I learned that you can't judge ponies by what they like. A special friend taught me this. 'Whatever floats your boat.' you can't dislike someone for being different, especially after you known them for a long time. It is not the reasons to lose a friend and if you do, than they are not your true friends. Your faithful student, Twilight Sparkle."
She stopped writing and stared back at it, it wasn't perfect but she could let this one slide. One average letter can be brought up by four or five excellent letters anyway.
"Twilight, why did you spill juice everywhere. It’s hard enough cleaning books but now this."
She giggled slightly at Spikes statement.
He doesn't have a clue doe’s he.
"And why does this broom smell funny?"
Oh.
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Author Comments:
First Fic and Clop, would like constructive criticism and the such, if you like well. That would be good.
