CH102: Introduction to Equestrian Ecstasy
Principal Celestia’s thoughts, after collapsing in her chair from her quick lunch break, were two-fold.
First, that Celestia really needed to move her and Luna’s things to this new room permanently. Since the wrath wrought by Midnight Sparkle, the Principals' offices had been temporarily relocated to the Fashion Club’s old room. The flowing purple drapes and amber-washed walls were a sight for sore eyes. The combination of colors made the room delightful, in Celestia's opinion. In addition, the lightbulb-lined stage her desk sat on was behind a backstage big enough to hold their paperwork (and air conditioning).
“Goodness, and an hour early, too!” Celestia chirped, ruffling the stack of papers on her oaken desk. The Crystal Prep Shadowbolts’ offers to take summer classes at Canterlot High was quite inviting. What their former Principal Cinch had done by foolheartedly unleashing Midnight Sparkle drove the ‘Bolts’ case for a change of venue well. Thankfully for them, Celestia growing her student body was on the agenda, one particularly new bookworm above all. So Celestia's signatures of approval were on each Shadowbolt's form, as curvy and elegant as Celestia herself.
Celestia's second thought, however, was of more pressing importance: how to relieve their school’s tension, and her own, from the Midnight debacle. Even with her lunch eaten, Celestia still hungered. She hungered for resolution, renewal, normality. Well, as normal as one could get in a school where Celestia's most favored school group apparently grew wings and tails on the regular. But most of all, she hungered for the delicious dessert topper trapped between Twilight’s thighs.
Oh, Twilight Sparkle.
That two of these Equestria girls could exist on the same plane, and still be so unbearably sexy, Xeroxed itself into Celestia’s mind. Sparks coursed through Celestia at the very thought that one day, maybe one of the two - hopefully, the Princess - would finally notice the way her heartbeat rocketed on their every arrival. Or how her eyes lingered on them at every departure. But alas, it seemed that fantasy would remain unreachable, even with the possibilities real magic still teased to her.
Two dark-blue hands gripped into Celestia's shoulders, her lewd thoughts shooting away in their massaging wake. Turning to see those kneading fingers, the sight stirred at the hottest edges of Celestia’s mind. It was only for a second, though, before she realized it was Vice Principal Luna's touch.
Luna chuckled at her sister's realization. “Soooo, dearest sister. Two Twilight Sparkles.”
Well, nevermind; the second thing was getting a bell attached to her sister. Celestia hadn’t even heard her coming from behind the room’s stage curtain. “Indeed,” Celestia replied, her lips pursed thoughtfully. “The Shadowbolts nearly defeated our Rainboom team, Crystal Prep was abusing dangerous artifacts, our world was nearly merged with one full of magical ponies…”
Celestia braced her elbows against the stack of sheets on her desk.
“But alas, none can compare to the greatest discovery of them all; knowing of two girls both named Twilight.”
“Correct, dear sister; priorities do matter.” Celestia ruffled her sister’s blue tresses - a comforting gesture not normally done before prying eyes. Luna softly gripped the crook of Celestia’s arm in response to her sister’s graces. “Still, you do deserve one of them, after all this time.”
“If you’re talking about this office, sister, it’s yours as well-”
“I meant Twilight,” Luna tittered, Celestia’s blush now hitting bacon-frying intensity. “Courtesy of some nice intel I picked up in that world we saw; I’ve got a counterpart there too. And she knows of something one zebra gave to their Twilight, to open her mind to new... possibilities.”
Celestia’s chest heaved at Luna’s worlds. True, that world they’d seen held untold wonders. Dangerous ones, yes, as Cinch’s rash actions had so clearly shown. But maybe, just maybe, it could help them – no. Celestia'shead shook at the thought.
“No! The thought of what’d get out if Twilight told anyone of me romancing her, sister! Just think of it!” Celestia raised a finger to her plump lips, chewing on it. “Besides, I’ve seen her batting eyes at Flash Sentry - she likely doesn’t feel for me as I do for her.”
Vice-Principal Luna laughed heartily. “Oh, sister! Someone in as high demand as Miss Sparkle is used to being probed. She’d be down for anyone willing to delve into her mind. Who knows…?” Luna’s voice became huskier. “You might like what she sees.” Luna's hand shamelessly tweaked a dark nipple under her black tank top, just out of Celestia’s view.
“I do doubt it, sister.” Celestia’s sigh kept her from hearing Luna’s own, her sister’s head tilting in budding bliss. “If Twilight has taken this potion before, she’d see it coming a second time. Unless you suggest wiping her memories or bring out another Twilight for compa…”
Luna’s eyes twinkled with mischief, having reached the same idea as her fellow Principal.
“So, you'll want to know more about me, Principals?”
Principal answered. Their school's new Twilight - ‘Sci-Twi’, as she’d been nicknamed - was almost too captivating to comprehend, the spitting image of the princess Celestia loved. Her striped blue-and-white top lightly flapped in the A.C.’s cooling blast. Her legs nervously crisscrossed under her purple skirt and leg warmers over them. Anxiety spurted from her pores, but she stayed strong.
“Well, that is why you’re here, Miss Sparkle,” Luna said, her finger tapped on the table. Her glittering shirt and chest-strap strained against her ample bosom.
But both Celestia and Sci-Twi’s eyes were on the crystal beaker before Luna. Clearly this was important if both Principals called her personally. “You said the Midnight thing was behind us, so…” Sci-Twi looked at the white brew bubbling within the flask. “I suppose I could take a look at this.” Sci-Twi’s purple eyes rose in joyous curiosity. “Strange: it doesn’t look like any substance I’ve seen in Canterlot City. That must mean-”
“That land you saw - the other Sparkle you saw - are all too real,” Principal Celestia said.
Celestia’s new attire caught Sci-Twi’s widening eyes immediately after her voice soothed Twi’s soul. Celestia’s large chest was softly hugged by a tank top, deep magenta and black stripes framing each luscious tit. Her pants were shiny leather, violet hexagon designs rising in columns up to the hemline right her belly-button.
Sci-Twi had to admit, watching Celestia cross her arms behind her back; she wasn’t entirely dreading the principal punishing her.
”And one of our Equestria’s tools of investigation is this very potion.” Luna continued. ”We have the other Twilight’s confirmation; each sip of it should unlock more of your memories. With it, we can learn where Cinch found that power clasp - or hints of where she’s run off to - through you.”
Sci-Twi coughed into her palm, the other still wrapped around the flask. “R-right. Any preparations I should make before taking this? This is a bit outside my normal expertise, I’m sure you both know.”
“It’s sip-and-see. And I’ll be just outside, to give you and my sister privacy. She’ll know how to… handle the rest.” Luna batted her eyebrows at Celestia. She returned the gesture, blushing lightly. “Besides, we each have the same amount of training and talent. Or do you prefer one of us over the other?”
“Well no, it’s like comparing…” Then Sci-Twi got an eyeful of Luna’s leering grin. “...calculus to Trigonometry, two completely different branches of mathematics!”
“Sure you do.” Luna giggled at Sci-Twi’s furious blush. “I look forward to hearing what new memories you make.” Luna swiftly made her way to the office door, pulling it open. Soon, the hallway’s cast shadows masked most of her grin. “She’s all yours, my lucky principal.”
Celestia’s breath hitched, from more than just the cold air radiating in the room. There were so many untested bits about this potion; how it’d work on a non-pony, or how Sci-Twi (or Twilight) would look at her after taking it. The other Twilight was coming soon to check on their progress, however, and Celestia needed a good response.
But there was only one way for Celestia to be sure she’d perfectly voice her adoration of that princess. So Celestia prodded Twi on. “Take a sip, Miss Sparkle, and tell me what you see. Don’t worry, we’ve taken every precaution necessary.”
Sci-Twi finally tilted the neck of the bottle toward her lips. Gulping down three mouthfuls of the concoction, her heart thrummed, confident in the safety of this stunt. After all, Principal Celestia would help her if she faltered in her first task as a Canterlot High student.
Then Sci-Twi’s eyes turned fully white, the potion tapping into her brain within seconds. Her body twitched, hips popping forward in a way that had Celestia biting her bottom lip. Thankfully, the ripples coursing through Sci-Twi stopped soon after, as she came down to earth.
“Well?” Celestia was at her side in an instant, burning for words. Being that close to Sci-Twi’s perfume wafted into her nostrils, the raspberry-rich scent making Celestia’s thighs clench and jerk. Only a little, though. “Please, tell me if anything troubled you.”
“Uh…” Sci-Twi’s brow furrowed. “Well, yes, I did notice more about Cinch’s mood before - she… I think she was hiding another of the lockets in Dean Cadance’s office!!” A frown tugged at the corners of her mouth. “But then… I saw something weird afterward.”
“Yes?” Celestia quickly filed away plans for a notice to the Crystal Prep Dean.
Sci-Twi gulped. “I… saw myself in a new area. I couldn’t see any part of me below eye-level, but it felt weird. Lower than I usually stand. And I was talking to three ponies; they all had bodysuits on. Just like the ones us Shadowbolts had for out-of-state shows.” Noticing Celestia’s confusion, Sci-Twi clarified. “Uhm, purple, with yellow lightning bolts. And the ponies seemed… scared of me.” Sci-Twi’s purple eyes widened at the implication. “Has Cinch already been to this Equestria!?”
"Absolutely not." Princess Celestia said. She knew this to be impossible; that type of access would’ve made Cinch’s ploy to use Sci-Twi utterly unnecessary. But even Celestia was at a loss as to who else that potion could have made Sci-Twi see through the eyes of. Not to mention the fact that the only eyes Twi was supposed to see through was Twi’s! Oh, if only Celestia had gone with Vice-Principal Luna to get that potion - she might’ve even sped up the time it took to set up this meeting! At least, she might have even found out the reason why Luna’s grin looked like it could reach the moon!
It seems like there’s so much that I missed lately, Celestia’s glumly reminded herself.
There was only one way forward, though. Much as she was unnerved by this experiment’s new direction, or the familiar flare her student’s hair took at the end of her first sips, Canterlot High needed resolution on Cinch’s actions. Celestia needed resolution on the psyche of Twilight. And Sci-Twi needed relief as well, if the glances she stole at the half-empty flask was any indication. "Continue with your memory hunt, then, Twilight. Keep an eye out for anything you want to tell me.”
Principal Celestia stepped back and watched as Twi continued her draining of the flask. It wasn’t just to give her eyes some relief from the light show Sci-Twi’s body was giving her. No, Celestia was also doing this to keep her thighs moving in a direction that wasn’t grinding against each other. But could anyone blame her? The student she so craved was a popularity magnet for a good reason.
All throughout her time at Canterlot High, both Twilights had shown such boundless curiosity and drive that Celestia’s body thirsted for more. Her loins were soaked, her full red lips dry, her prismatic hair heavy as the thought of Twilight’s charm stoked her arousal. The principal couldn't help it though - she was so close to answers, so close to knowing the Princess’ innermost desires, that her own were taking over.
When Sci-Twi came off her second high, Celestia couldn’t stop herself; she raced to Twi’s side. Her nose crinkled to take in more of Twi’s sweet scent. Even her aroma is so innocent and inviting, Celestia thought. Her eyes closed to let that scent play across her body, nerves thumping like a VInyl Scratch beatbox. Those closed eyes also completely missed the blue flames licking at the corners of Twi’s eyes for a brief second.
Twi blushed at Celestia’s concern for her. It wasn’t just from sheepish gratitude though; her own eyes were dilating, finding it harder to tear them away from Celestia’s curves and tight clothing. In fact, Twi was only within inches of being engulfed within her principal’s large cleavage. Both of their visions were getting further removed from anything they’d ever witnessed, or felt, before.
“I-I saw more scenes in Equestria. I saw myself facing six ponies, with that Princess version of me with them, and then that rainbow that hit me, of… oh, so much surging…” Twi’s voice tapered off. “I can’t even describe it! Principal, have you ever felt anything as all-consuming as this… oh,” Now it was Twi’s groin being squeezed between her legs, her panties getting damp.
The second that fragrance hit Celestia's nose, her last scraps of restraint about baring her soul to a Sparkle - any Sparkle - blew away. She had to try, even with the wrong Twi.
“...yes, Twi.” Celestia finally nodded. She was finding it hard to say no to that face. The potion’s cloying scent was already turning Celestia's vision fuzzy. Her good sense was fleeing, as it had when those Dazzlings had made it during their hypnotic run of her school. Yes, she was finding it harder to care, as her loose lips revealed all to her entwined student. “I… always thought Princess Twilight was wonderful to see in action… and even more wonderful to see panting in arousal.”
Purple eyes widened at the licentious confession from Celestia. “You wanted to know the other Twilight, like that? But why…” Twi gasped again, her knees about to buckle. Whether it was from her discovery, or desperation to touch one of Celestia’s tits, the student couldn’t care less.
Celestia answered Twi anyway. “Because… I need to have this. She’s saved me, this school, this world so many times, and I want her to have me, too. I... need to have her. But I can’t without knowing her, without someone who thinks like her opening up to me.” Celestia and Sci-Twi’s eyes met. “Without someone like you, my sexy student.”
“Me But I-and this is-! Y-you're a principal, Miss Celestia!” Twi’s rational mind scrambled for a way to break Celestia’s feisty fever, but she was finding it hard to really disagree. Twilight, that Princess Twilight that now plagued both their minds, was… hot. She was curvaceous and commanding, In a way that Sci-Twi never thought she could be because of constant Shadowbolt browbeating.
Celestia’s mind, however, was set on calming Twi’s spoken doubts. “I am the second youngest principal in this city’s history. A very different direction from my counterpart, so I’ve heard - the second oldest ruler of her land.” Another couple of steps by Celestia and Sci-Twi’s breaths became heavy. The tips of her glasses brushed against the swell of Celestia’s savory rack. “And just as you want the lost parts of you back, my dear Twi, I’ve wanted to see them as well…”
Twi gasped with the force of her potion-produced memory. “I’m not even sure it’s my memories, though.” She chewed on her bottom lip. “But if Luna thinks it is, I have to consider that angle. And… I want to see how that story ends.”
Celestia's chuckle rang around the elegant office. “Then take your last sip, Twi, and let's see just what type of student you can be. For me and Princess Twilight's sakes.”
Celestia’s purr was soon followed by Sci-Twi draining the rest of the potion. Twi sucked at the bottle’s tip like she’d crossed a desert for it. The last swallow tasted completely different than the ones before, a blackberry-like spicy undercurrent hitting her taste buds. But as Sci-Twi set it down, her mind was only set on Clesti'as satisfaction. Sci-Twi had been entrusted with diving her own mind, and she would not fail her new principal.
“What’s wrong, Twi?” Celestia’s eyes darted to the coughing Twi and the door Luna was on the other end of. After all, her mind was focused only on the welfare of her Sparkles. She couldn't have Sci-Twi wilt under this now, especially on something she’d introduced to her.
“I d-don’t know. Principal Celestia, is this supposed to taste like it does the last swall-oooohhhh!” Sci-Twi’s eyes turned fully white again. But this time, the glow washed over more of her body, lifting her off the ground as the nerve-frying sensation made her shake and shiver.
Twi's mind flashed like wildfire, utterly unable to process the images fast enough this time. Memories of those six ponies from before fighting her, the visage of a town’s worth of ponies wincing on her bellowing voice, cowering before her in fear as she stomped toward them. The most prolific of them all was herself lingering at the corner of the mystery pony’s mind now, handing a white-filled flask to Vice Principal Luna. But then, that dark spark flared - for freedom, for revenge, inside the body of another. Each time, Twi’s mind succumbed to the images, rewiring towards domination, self-satisfaction, and the ever embracing shroud…
...of Midnight.
Celestia was rooted to the spot, watching Sci-Twi’s body twitch as she floated several inches above the tiled marble. Papers scattered and drapes billowed as a pale blue aura washed over her. This was something far too familiar occurring in front of Celestia’s eyes.
But how?! Her frightened mind asked. Luna had acquired this potion! What could have possibly gone wrong with it!?
Answers that would go unanswered for the moment, for soon, the towering and terrifying body of Midnight Sparkle finally relaxed. Her sinister eyes flashed to Celestia’s in seconds. “Hello, oh principal, my principal.” That voice of Sparkle no longer trembled, it echoed. “How nice to see the front of you again, you coward.”
Celestia stepped back, ready to fling herself toward the door But then, Twi’s clothes were eaten up by the blue blazers streaking over her body, revealing her naked body to Celestia’s eyes. Suddenly, Celestia was consumed by the need to fling herself in another direction.
This time, Midnight was growing in more than just height. Her breasts and ass swelled, perky globes turning into ripe melon that bobbed before Principal Celestia’s dimming eyes. They weren’t the same size as Celestia’s though - no one’s would be - but they were savory. The fleming outlines of Midnight’s eyes swept over them - then to the growing fleshpipe forming between her legs.
“‘Hmmm…” Midnight cooed dangerously, watching as veins stood out and medial rings wrapped around the purple cock now jutting between her legs. Stopping at knee-level, it got wider and wider, until it was the size of Celestia's arm. Two ripe, pear-sized balls formed underneath. Both were swollen with thick sperm that Celestia was sure would pop her like a bubble if it unloaded in her.
So why does that make me want it more? she wondered, before fizzling out as Midnight’s testes surged to full size.
A gasp erupted from Celestia’s lips as Midnight curled one hand around her mammoth member. Midnight's fingers didn’t even come close to getting halfway around it, even with her nails extending to sharp red tips. The smoldering look in Midnight’s eyes as she revealed her blunt cocktip to Celestia’s view made both of their tongues flick out in want.
“New. Feels heavy. Makes me all horny and wet.” A dark chuckle erupted from black-painted lips as Midnight flexed her arm. Her arm tensed at the feel of its sizable weightthrob under her palm. A drop of pre the size of a golf ball slid down its length, making Midnight purr slowly. “And this cock’s a nice surprise too.”
Her eyes met Celestia’s, crimson pools locking onto aqua, her lust spiking in the anticipation Celesta offered to her. Slowly, the danger of imminent harm was easing away from Principal Celestia’s tense muscles; whatever Midnight had planned this day, it wasn’t going to stop her heart. Well, not in that way, anyhow; the amalgam’s smirk promised ruthless climax.
The tangy musk her cum gave off was hypnotizing too, as Midnight soon found out. Principal Celestia took several small steps toward her, eyes locked on her flesh-rocket. Her words came out as if to plead rather than plumb into Midnight’s intentions. “You’re back, and yet you don’t strike. Why are you doing this-aaugh!”
Midnight Sparkle’s arms shot out toward Celestia’s crotch and shoulder, fingers gripping tightly in the cushiony flesh and leather. Celestia’s loins gushed at the feel of this student turned succubus, leering depravedly at her as she loomed over her. Midnight’s chin brushed against the peak of her hairline, her fingers stroking greedily at the pussy underneath Celestia’s violet leather leggings. It was almost serene to Celestia’s tunneling mind,, feeling Midnight take her time massaging her.
Then those hands clenched iron-tight, fingers whitening with pressure as she turned her Principal upside down. The amorous alterego’s movements, despite the vice-like grip she had on Celestia, ended in feather-light impact as she rested the shorter woman on the table back-first. Her plump breasts and voluptuous thighs jiggled, leather and cotton sli wedging around in her puffy clefts. And upside-down, Midnight’s mad smile shone at her like a waxing moon.
Celestia’s head soon hung over the side of her table’s lip. Just as she breathed in to protest her positioning, the pungent aroma of incense and ball sweat plugged her nostrils. Celestia’s hips popped up in arousal, certain she could hear her heart thumping in her ears. The sound barely registered though, her eyes glued to the Midnight’s bulge as it tickled against her pastel locks. The prone principal’s ears only barely caught Midnight’s next words as she pumped her massive member.
“Great to see you too, Principal.” Another hip jab, and Midnight’s purple prick nudged against Celestia’s cheek, holding her slipping classes up. “Since I’m about to fuck your throat red-raw, I’ll answer your question. Y’know, about why I haven’t taken your head off now. First: I just got back in control of this sexy body, and you would not believe how long I’ve wanted to see your body drenched in cum. That it’ll be mine is a fuck-tackularly great bonus.”
Celestia’s mouth jutted open, her red-rimmed mouth curving into an ‘O’. Midnight courteously flicked her striped glasses back onto her flared nose. But Celestia’s mind, what little of it remained thinking, swooned over Midnight’s last words. Sci-Twi wants me? And now she has a way to take me too! This is so obscene, so horrible if Midnight escaped because of me! But it’s so hot too! I have to stop her - with my body if need be!
Before Celestia could voice her submission, though,, she shuddered as she took in another lungful of spicy cockmusk. All the while, her legs slid together, grinding her swollen clit against her sparkling tights.
“Second thing, and I need you to hold your breath for this… rrrrgh!“ Suddenly, Midnight pointed her battering ram at Celestia's open mouth and plunged into it with a lustful growl. Celestia’s scream was suppressed around six inches of thick Midnight dick. Her swinging nutsack swung, then plapped against Celestia’s temple, churning its building load beautifully to two pairs of ears.
Midnight rolled her hips, filling Celestia’s gullet. Celestia's jaw bulged at the fleshy intruder, saliva pooling out to slick it up inch by rippling inch. The slick squelch it made as it worked its way past the curve of Celestia’s throat made Midnight’s rump clench. She was getting off on this lewd noise, and the thought of making more as she ran her ramrod back and forth against that sinful tongue of Celestia’s. At the same time that Midnight hilted herlength inside Celestia, her blue horn grew as well, slipping from under her hair to shoot sparks onto Celestia’s tank top.
Then Midnight Sparkle retracted, just as her slickened cock was halfway into Celestia’s mouth. “And the third thing, Tia, is that-ohh, fuck~” A streak of red lipstick left ringing Midnight's flared cockhead as it pulled out. “-is that this is how I choose to power the flawless altar that is my body. Any further questions, Principal Cocksockia?“ Midnight’s crimson eyes caught onto the small holes her horn sparks burnt into Celestia’s tank top, the peachy skin it revealed making Midnight lick her lips.
For Celestia, her tight snatch and loosened mouth drooling for more of Midnight to fill her, it made her want to reach out for Midnight’s hips. For the alterego. For the chance to be violently deepthroated by her transformed student.
Midnight wanted it bad too, staring at Celestia’s inviting midriff; all she wanted to ram her length into Celestia's other hole. But it wouldn’t feel as mind-meltingly badass as raiding Celestia’s panting mouth again, so Midnight’s thumb flicked at the principal’s shiny red lips. Be a good little cumslut and I’ll fuck your tight pussy, ‘Tia. Be really good… and I might let you fuck me.” Midnight’s hips drew closer to Celestia’s face as she waited for an answer. The second Celestia’s hands gripped at her fleshy flanks, her starburst tattoos lost under squeezing palms, her answer was clear.
Even with how far Principal Celestia’s arms reached to knead at Midnight’s rump, the feel of such satiny skin pooling around them made both girls moan. Soon, Midnight was gripping her dick again for another principal-given tonguebath. Leveling it at Celestia’s swollen red lips, purring at the marks it’d left near her medial ring, Midnight invaded Celestia's hot mouth again. Midnight’s hands then shot out towards Celestia’s rack, purple-and-black stripes crinkling as her funbags were gripped through her thin top.
A wet pop rang around the office, as the edge of Midnight's medial ring slipped past Celestia's lips like a grape lollipop. Midnight’s supple hips drove her cock further, burying in another three inches of cockmeat. Sighing, Midnight watched Celestia gag around her massive member.Celestia's chest heaved again under Midnight’s greedy fingers, cantaloupe-sized milkjugs bouncing against her grip. Back and forth, over and over, Midnight fucked the principal’s tasty lips.
The powerful thrusts of her hips were reflected in Celestia’s leather-covered legs rising up, twitching in bliss. Midnight’s balls felt deliciously heavy and firm, growing heavier by the hip thrust, slapping against Celestia's temple as she got deeper with her mighty thrusts. And her dick-musk was starting to reach her open mouth too, making her head tilt up as she taunted the perverted principal. “Fuck, you’re so wet, Tia! Maybe I should -ooh!- take you outside and fill you with my seed. While your school empties out, then can see me empty out in you.”
Celestia couldn’t respond; she didn’t even want to. Her dream was playing before her in effigy, impaled upon her favorite pupil’s spermstack as she threatened to inflate her with cum in front of the school itself.
Yes, Sparkle! She wanted to scream. Take me! Break me! Make all Canterlot High know I’m yours! Her ears burned at the sound of rapid plapplapplaps coming from the slickened ramrod Midnight was slamming into her mouth.
Upside-down, her view was full of the thick girth of Midnight's battering ram and the swell of her swaying breasts. In between the moments were interrupted by Midnight’s testes slapping wetly against her forehead and cheeks. Celestia was hooked on it all, especially the smell of her salty pre as it dotted her tongue. Second by second, more of that heady aroma of spice and cocksweat filled Celestia's nostrils, making her moan as she deepthroated that throbbing meatlog.
Watching the principal slurp on her colossal cock, Midnight Sparkle’s balls surged. Swirling with seed about to empty inside the pink vacuum of Celestia’s throat, Midnight howled wantonly. Celestia’s head tilted as her headbanging got harder, twirling her tongue on the tasty shaft vibrating in her mouth. Midnight’s eyes shimmered upon seeing the colossal bulge of her purple dick in Celestia's throat, so close she could touch it, on each rapid pistoning of her hips.
Then a light click tinkled out from the room’s door, the bronze knob turning as it swung open. “Luna said I was needed, Principal, but she wouldn’t say why before racing for th-holy shit!”
Celestia was still too drunk on dick to know who’d burst in. Midnight only broke into a fanged grin upon seeing her double in the doorway’s threshold. The pink ruffles and purple highlights of the new entrant's dress and boots poured over soft curves and stripy stockings, like frosting over cake. Princess Twilight Sparkle was finally in the room, and her jaw was dropping as she bore witness to the principal being roughly throatfucked by Midnight.
Midnight’s smile grew upon seeing Twilight shake like a leaf, pulling back from Principal Celestia's meat-crammed windpipe. With a hip snap that made both Sparkles wince, the alterego smashed her battering ram back into Celestia's mouth, as far as she could go. Princess Twilight's gasp as she watched Midnight thrust and the feel of her surging balls made her flare inside Celestia’s throat. At fourteen inches deep, Midnight climaxed hard.
Bracing her hands against Celestia’s shoulders instead of her milksacs, Midnight tried to pull back out of her cumslut’s gullet. But Celestia’s magnetic mouth refused to let her go, her firehosing length swelling to blast rope after rope of thick spunk into Celestia's stomach. Celestia’s mouth closed around Midnight’’s bitchtamer as it pulled out from her throat, the next shot of pearly jizz bulging her cheeks out. Several splatters of cum then burst out to hit Celestia’s glasses, her chin, even her stuffed mouth.
Midnight's last pull finally got her gushing meatskewer out of Celestia's mouth, the last gouts of goo hitting the floor and her cumslut’s chin. “No losing that hourglass figure until I say you lose it, Principal.”
Twilight’s mind finally registered the scene before her, whirling on her heel to reach the door. Midnight was faster; slamming the door she was racing towards and dragging back Twilight to her side in one magical flourish. Turning the struggling student around, she grinned at seeing her magic wrap around another target, several bands of blue binding Twilight’s mouth shut.
“Oh look, it’s my little mini-me.” Gripping Twilight's chin - the girl now almost two heads shorter than her - Midnight pushed her face to Celestia's, still impaled around Midnight's member. Celestia's eyes shrank to pinpricks, as she saw Twilight watch her get mercilessly throat-reamed by another. Then they widened for a different reason, as Midnight shoved her off the table. Midnight’s blue aura snapped around Celestia as she tumbled, making sure she softly landed face and boob-first into her own lake of spunk.
“Yeah, you’re gonna stay right there.” Turning back to Twilight Sparkle, the princess’ jaw too clenched for her to speak, Midnight smirked over her new catch. Her sharp fingers walked up a path to the top of Twilight's top, softly cupping Twilight's squishy breasts soon after. “And you’re gonna tell me if you knew how hot Celestia here was for you. Did you know?”
Twilight’s head shook.
“Good girl. Fast learner.” Midnight’s wings burst out from her back, hugging Twilight close to her. Her breasts cushioned Twilight's face soon after, the life thrumming behind them making Twilight's eyes flutter shut for a second. Her sweat-streaked torso heaved at the feel of Twilight pushing up to look at them.
“Next question, bookslut; did you feel the same for Celestia?” Midnight said.
Celestia shook her head. “S-she’s innocent in this Midnight! Just take me as you said you wnated!”
Midnight's cruel laugh made Principal Celestia stumbled to her hands and knees. But even here, Celestia's eyes stole peeks at her hard shaft. Even after spraying her throat, face, and office floor with sticky polish, Midnight's dick was throbbing and full, lifting up Twilight's dress with each bob. If anything, Midnight's balls had grown since emptying into Celestia, as they were now like purple baseballs softly massaging Twilight's left leg.
"Leave Twilight be, Midnight! She's only here so we can know more about each other!" Celestia shouted.
“That's happening anyway, Principal Cumsockia.” Midnight’s eyes swang back to Princess Twilight. “And Twilight’s the farthest from innocent. Aren’t you Sparkeslut?”
“Innocent? I’m doing no such thing, Mid-”
“Not ever?”
Twilight blushed. “Absolutely not!”
“Even if I decide to fight you now?”
“Then Sunset and I will beat you n-”
“Like you’re beating off on my leg?”
Twilight's eyes shot open, then downwards. Despite the pack of surging nuts smooshed near her leg, Twilight wasn’t humping it as Midnight said. But Twilight's eyes got a face-full of the colossal purple cock pulling up her pink dress. Slowly, Twilight's hands shot out to touch it.
“Made you look,” Midnight said.
Twilight panted upon feeling Midnight's saliva-slick member rubbing against her. Tugging it away from under her dress, Twilight tried to meet Midnight’s eyes again. Mostly, it was to ask what anomaly allowed Midnight to be so hard after bathing Principal Celestia as white as snow with her cum. But Midnight was too busy knotting her hand in Twilight’s purple hair to answer her pleas. One tug later, and Twilight's head was pushed to Midnight's ample chest.
Twilight gasped, her brilliant brain baking as she breathed Midnight Sparkle's scent. Twilight's tongue twirled around a pert nipple and Midnight moaned, a licorice-sweet sound that made Twilight tremble. Almost too suddenly, Celestia saw Twilight stop resisting Midnight’s malevolent charms. “Hmm. Thinking I have a contender for the greatest magic of all now.” Midnight purred.
Twilight broke their kiss quickly. "W-what did you say?"
Soon, Midnight’s hand cupped Twilight’s chin. “Know she brought me into this world. Know they used a familiar Zecora potion to do it. Know I could take your head off like a bottlecap if I wanted to.” Then Midnight smirked. “And know that… she’s been a good girl since.”
Her blue horn sparked up, and soon, a throbbing peachy cock started forming between Celestia’s legs, pushing through her paint-on leggings. Shiny purple fabric bulged down to let out the principal’s cockhead, already wet with fresh arousal. “And I reward good girls Princess.” hissed Midnight.
“Now you know how easy it is to subdue a Sparkle, Celestia.” Midnight gave another hip roll into Twilight’s crotch, panting at the mewl she drew from the princess’ lips. “Stroke that little prize you just got, and treat my heavy balls to what you treated my tasty dick to. And maybe, just maybe, I’ll let you fulfill your fantasy.”
Twilight’s lip trembled. “W-wait, Midnight…” Her puffs of hot air made Midnight turn to face her. Midnight's dick throbbed against her voluptuous thighs again, living a stick trail that made both girls cry out. “What if I’m impregnated?!"
Midnight chuckled. “Then claim the baby’s from the only magic being that mattered.”
“Who happens to be another m-”
“Oh hush, dear wannabe.” Midnight snapped. Her titanic wings swept around Twilight, shrouding her from Celestia’s view. “You have an Express to catch between your cunt.” Then her lips crashed into Twilight’s, pinning the princess to herself as she invaded Twilight's mouth.
Breaking their ferocious kiss, Midnight reached down and redirected her mammoth length between Twilight’s legs again. Her hand that wasn’t knotted in Twilight's hair swept under the princess' thighs, tugging down her black panties. Right against bare cuntlips went her cockhead, her violet bulb splitting into the folds and smearing her pre around her clit by the globful.
Would this even be incest or masturbation? Twilight thought. With how wantonly her thighs were grinding against Midnight’s dick, though, it was definitely one thing: wanted. Her legs couldn't even clasp together over the tremendous girth lewdly lubing her lions with ech thrust.
It wasn’t just Twilight that Midnight's mammoth member was addictive to. Celestia was scooting up underneath the alterego as her knob toyed with Princess Twilight's royal cunt. As Twilight’s winking fuckhole opened further to Midnight's proddings, Celestia smacked her lips. Quickly, she approached one of Midnight's purple nuts, and drew it into her mouth.
Midnight’s ass twitched, her hips surged forward, and she let out a husky pant at the feel of Celestia’s tongue bathing her cum balloons. Her other hand went to the purple dress of Twilight, furiously shoving it up until her breasts slipped from its tight embrace. Pushing the princess back onto the table, letting the dress pool against her collar, Midnight plunged two fingers into Twilight’s desperate cunt. Slowly rolling them around and pulling them out, Midnight then reached toward her horn, slicking it with her juices.
“M-my goodness…” Twilight breathed as she saw her juices drip off of the blue horn of Midnight. “So h-hot...” Her sopping thighs jutted toward the alterego. It was followed by Twilight's fingers spreading apart her own pussy, shamelessly presenting her flower to Midnight Sparkle.
“I don’t want your goodness, bookslut,” hissed Midnight, curing her cockhead to the edge of her entrance, I want your lips on me.”
Her head lowered to suck on one of Twilight’s nipples jutting her hips bank to let Principal Celestia suck on her other gargantuan testicle. This left her horn jutting towards Twilight's mouth, the princess quickly wrapping a hand around its base. The part of Twilight's pussy it’d once pried apart snapped back, flicking more sweet honey onto Midnight’s cock-knob.
Between the sweet shocks from hearing Celestia ball-wash her and Twilight guiding her horntip past her lips, Midnight’s libido was being stoked to a raging boil. Snapping her luscious hips forward, two succulent pops echoed in the room. The first was from Celestia’s mouth as the force of Midnight’s hip thrust took her meatball out of Celestia's mouth. The second was accompanied by a rapturous moan around Midnight’s horn, as Twilight's pussy was claimed ruthlessly by nine inches of pulsing purple bitch-tamer.
Midnight, craned over Twilight as she was, couldn't see her face twist in pleasure as she plunged into her pussy walls. Filthy schlicking sounds from behind her, however, made her remember just who she had slobbering on her seed sacks. And it turned her on like nothing else. “F-fuck, Principal! Choke on my bulky balls, you sexy slut!” Midnight wailed to the principal behind her jackhammering rump.
Midnight dominated Celestia’s mind. She’d resumed sucking on Midnight's swinging seedbag, tongue flicking out to lap at her aroma-thick sheath when it drew back on each thrust. And Celestia's other hand was furiously pumping the shaft of her dick between her tank-top-clamped breasts, now getting stained with shiny globs of pre.
Midnight evilly pushed Twilight’s legs back until they rested near her heaving tits, thrusting hard and fast into the mewling Twilight from her new angle. The sight Midnight witnessed - Twilight howling at their mating press - drove her mad. Soon, Midnight was lost in the sounds of their shameless fuckfest, especially the sloshing of the needy pussy around her cock. Best of all, the smell was clogging her nostrils again, Twilight’s raspberry perfume joining her ramrod musk in driving Midnight to another orgasm.
Midnight leaned down and twirled her tongue around Twilight's cunt, torn between the feel of Twilight’s mouth slurping at her glowing horn, and the sight of Celestia’s titjob on her. Faster and faster, her shaft thrust hungrily into Twilight’s canal. Midnight's need burned behind her thrusting thighs, making her pant into her new cumsock’s nipples. Roughly, Midnight gave those tits more of her attention, kneading one of them with the hand she wasn’t using to brace herself against the table.
Fuck, it was so hot, seeing her throbbing testicle pop in and out of Celestia’s eager mouth. Shit, Midnightdidn’t want to ever stop hearing Twilight’s wails grow shriller as she drilled her tight cunt relentlessly. She’d never want to miss the sparkling storm her horn was treating Twilight's tongue to. But both were drowned out by Midnight’s growl anyway as she came for the second time.
Midnight's monstrous flare locked in Twilight's swollen cunt walls, filling her canal to bursting with fresh waves of virile fuckgoo.She’d even kept Twilight’s high from pushing her out, using her horn to diffuse Twilight’s orgasm to nothingness. Twilight jerked and twirled her slick purple hips around the cock her pussy was milking. But no matter how Princess Twilight screamed to “-let me cum let me cum let me cuuuuuum,” not a drop of her cuntjuice joined that carnal cocktail.
Despite this depraved denial, Midnight slowly realized she might have fucked Twilight looser than she thought after several rough jets of jizz landed home. The pressure of her fucknozzle spraying seed into Twilight's hot hole pushed her cocktip to the edge of Twilight’s cunt. Dragging her horn - and dick - out of Twilight's drooling holes, Midnight’s orgasm tapered off, her last jets of it lacing Twilight's slightly swollen stomach. Despite herself, she soon rubbed her glazed girth over Twilight’s thighs, purring in glee.
But it didn’t last long, as Midnight's high was soon stoked by Celestia’s tongue. Midnight shivered hotly at the red-rimmed mouth gobbling her nuts. Quickly, Midnight reached behind her ass until her hand tangled into the blue tresses of Celestia, dragging up Celestia with her. Midnight’s balls swung freely again, but the rough haul-up made Celestia's hands slide deliciously down her own bulging shaft. The second that peachy hand met Midnight’s cock-hilt, her needy nutsack unleashed its climax.
Midnight got another lecherous idea as her cock erupted. As several strings of hot seed landed in Midnight’s flume-like purple hair, she leaned down and sealed her lips around its tip. Humming throatily at Celestia’s cum sticking to the roof of her mouth, she took four rounds before rising to kiss that principal. Lip-locked together, the last of Celestia’s spermblasts plastered against their chins and the swells of their jiggling breasts.
Midnight’s motions with her horn were shaky but effective during that kiss, magical lattices threading them to Twilight's crotch. Within seconds, the third pair of cock and balls dangled from Princess Twilight's crotch like a fat worm. And much like the other ramrods, their pussies were still ripe and ready beneath them. Midnight’s hips jutted against Celestia's as her spell completed, rubbing their cocks together until they were both at full mast, ready for round three.
The second her massive member was rigid again, Midnight then reached past Celestia and folded back Twilight’s legs even further, waiting until the princess was curled backwards on the table. Twilight's thighs were shamelessly spread, still too freshly fucked to offer anything beyond groans at the repositioning. Midnight then made Celestia bend over her own desk, face-to-face with the creampied cunt of Twilight Sparkle. It was the most licentious 'L' formation Canterlot high ever knew - Twilight curled backward like she was ready to be mating-pressed, Celestia over Twilight's cunt sideways from her bend at the table's lip. And right behind the principal herself, Midnight Sparkle, marveling at Celestia's soaked slit as she mounted her principal's rump.
Celestia raised her voice to feebly protest again, but a firm smack to her leather-clad ass shut her up, moaning whorishly. “You said I got to pick!”
“And I said I was going to fuck you raw, Principal Cumsockia. Like always, my needs come first.” Pointing at Twilight, Midnight snickered, still bent over Celestia. “Got your wish anyways, principal. Your student wants someone to pull out her cum before she’s too pregnant. Snap to it.”
Celestia was too lust-drunk to question her movements now. Her tongue crept closer and closer to Twilight’s pink labia. Then, Celestia jumped at the feeling of Midnight's hands roughly kneading her ass. Digging into her crotch, Midnight Sparkle’s nails soon ripped a hole in her tight leggings. Celestia’s plump pussy was soon exposed to cold air, winking around the sharp fingers spreading it.
The sight made Midnight twitch in ecstasy. “You waiting for Twilight to give permission? Because I can mak-”
A hand shot up before Midnight could finish. “I accept your tongue, Principal!” Twilight's gasp was guttural, striking chords within Celestia that made her pussy throb under Midnight’s fingers. “I give you permission, Celestia, as an -ah!- Princess! Tongue-fuck my pussy dry! Just… please, don’t leave me like Midnight did! Pleas-AH! “
Instantly, Celestia’s mouth clamped over Twilight’s slit, sucking and kissing the pink labia relentlessly. Twilight's head shook back and forth, losing herself in the luxurious feeling of that pink muscle going around her slit. But she wasn't the only Sparkle who was getting off on Celestia's depravity.
“Fuck - so hot - can’t wait-” Behind Celestia, Midnight's fingers shot out of her tight walls. Celestia's clit convulsed as if to snag them back. This time, Midnight’s cocktip came to refill that soaked slot, her member plunging into Celestia with reckless abandon. Powerful slapslapslaps soon rang out from the room, each one coming right after a muffled moan Celestia gave into Twilight's snatch.
“Yes! Yes! Oh, my! D-dont ever -fuck!- stop!” Twilight was in heaven, even curled up on her back like a pretzel. Really, her sessions with Dash and Rarity in Equestria were to blame. So were several bets she’d rather not mention right now. Mainly, because her mind - and pussy - were being blown by Celestia’s expert tongue. Despite its utter ruination, some traces of Celestia’s red lipstick was still left to dot around Twilight’s thighs and clit as Celestia slurped away.
Midnight Sparkle was sliding off the deep end herself. Not Celestia’s vice-like cunt, of course; that was something her dick made smooth slides into and out of. Despite Midnight's two orgasms prior, her ballsack still felt delightfully stocky, swinging hypnotically into Celestia's sweet ass as she bucked and begged for more. At least, that’s what Midnight thought the curvy cumslut was saying around a mouthful of gushing pink folds. Princess Twilight twat tended to weigh heavy on the tongue.
But Midnight wanted proof of dominance before she bred Celestia so hard she could birth Canterlot High’s next class. Midnight was too close to deny herself that sound any further, and too lust-drunk to care that her horn and eye-flames were somehow dying out. Roughly, she knotted her hand in her cocksock’s prismatic hair, pulling Celestia's mouth off of Princess Twilight's quaking quim.
“What do we say to -oh yeah- enchantress who gives you gifts and oral-only asks for their name screamed -so tight- in return?” The smacks of Midnight’s bitchbreaker parting Celestia's folds were becoming deafening now. If there was anything Celestia got off on hearing, though, it was the wet noises of her pussy being plowed like an Apple Family farm plot.
“T-thank-ah! Thank you Midnight! -oh!- Yes! Harder! Need to feel you -unf!- fill me, Sparkle!” Letting go of Celestia's hair, Midnight hooked her arm around a new target - Celestia’s right leg. Slowly, she lifted it until her knee was braced against the desk. Hissing like a burst duct, and ready to flood Celestia’s walls, Midnight used the new angle her position gave her to strike directly at Celestia's G-spot.
A shudder ran through Midnight at the feel of Celestia’s supple snatch milking her cock, unknowing of the effects of the surge it shot through her body. Midnight's hair fell against her violet shoulder, her wings disappearing permanently as she pulled out and slammed back into her principal. But Midnight didn’t care for the appendage loss. In fact, her other hand reached down to milk Celestia’s futadick as their feet slid on the floors Midnight had drenched in her cum. The pop of Midnight's medial ring sliding in and out, the squeals of the principal and (Princess) Twilight as their tongues lolled out; it was so hot, making Midnight howl wantonly herself.
“Fuck! Celestia! Feels so good just owning you! Fuccc-aaah!” Midnight’s eyes glowed white, her battering ram pushing right into Celestia's tight womb. Then it blossomed one last time, knotting student and teacher in the most carnal way. Celestia's face twisted into a feral grin at that swelling; quickly, she clamped her hand around Twilight’s unattended dick. Just below that spasming royal dick, her mouth clamped onto the soaked pussy beneath it and sucked it toe-curlingly hard.
Both Sparkles came after that. Princess Twilight was seeing white, from the stars of her own orgasm and the blinding flash of Midnight’s powers going haywire. Equations flashed through Princess Sparkle's mind, and she let her jaw drop to catch every spurt of opaque spunk that shot from her dick. It was messy, undignified, insane considering who was responsible for her climax. It was also, as Twilight's clit blasted marecum into Celestia's red-rimmed lips, fucking perfect.
Midnight’s savage positioning of two savory cocks - Celestia's around her fist, Twilight's wrapped by a velveteen cunt around a field of rippling purple leather - made her melt as her climax hit. Midnight filled Celestia’s womb within seconds, her nutsack finally shrinking as her principal’s stomach grew. Inch after inch, Midnight packed every inch of Celestia's convulsing nook, her smile growing wider at every cum-blast.
Principal Celestia might have had a pang of gratitude shoot through her at the tremble in Midnight's voice as she hissed out. ”Cum for me, Celestia.”
Thanks to the two cocks behind her jiggling ass being worked by Midnight’s merciless grip, all Celestia saw was the back of her skull as she came wildly. Her eyes rolled up as she screamed shamelessly; trapped between the flood of cunt honey flowing into her mouth and the sizzling cock cream filling her from behind. It was her dream being the pleasing toy of just one Sparkle - let alone two! - and her entwined ecstasy made her own futadick shoot its load fitfully against her desk.
Jet after jet of pearly cum streamed down the desk, down the leggings of Celestia, even around the feet of Midnight as she howled in hedonistic bliss. But just as her massive cock’s spurts ebbed, Midnight’s aura dwindled out completely. Her blinding white aura consumed her as it hit its highest intensity. Then it snapped away, taking Midnight with it in a sudden scream. Suddenly, Sci-Twi was all that was left, slowly rubbing her cockless hips against Celestia's.
The potion’s clutch on her was broken at last.
But even with that reassurance, Sci-Twi had just come off an earth-shattering fuckfest. So naturally, it took her broken brain several seconds to register the doughy rump she was humping was her own principal’s. Celestia's ass was swollen with cum still splashing onto the floor. And the other person, whose legs were untucking from her curl to drape over the front of the desk, was Princess Twilight.
WAIT.
“Twilight?!” Sci-Twi’s muscles screamed as she pulled Celestia away from the Twilight, helping Principal Celestia back into her squashy chair. When she turned to help her Equestrian counterpart, though, Sci-Twi's eyes widened. "Principal... tell me what just happened, please."
Celestia wearily turned to look at her. “In nine months.” As Celestia finally removed her glasses, clouded and sticky with the princess’ cum, she watched that very naked Twilight slide her tongue across the ground, licking and swallowing scoops of Celestia’s and Midnight’s jizz. “Oh… that. Twilight, my wonderful student, meet… Twilight, Equestria’s wondrous Princess.”
“I know that!” Sci-Twi squeaked out. Her hands shot to cover herself, her eyes still glued to her counterpart licking the seed off the office floor. ”But why, oh why, is she acting like that? And why was I…?”
“It’s better you do not find out today, Twi.” Celestia's hands rubbed over her packed stomach. “Just know… it’s good to see you’re okay.”
Sci-Twi nodded to Celestia - then the very swollen stomach both Celestia and her moaning princess counterpart sported. “Is that from…”
“Yes.”
“And did I also have sex with...”
“Indeed. Twice, even.”
A beat rang through the room. “Right then. So I won’t spill about what I spilled into you…” Sci-Twi started.
“And I will not tell anypony of what you spilled into our visiting Princess,” finished Celestia.
Sci-Twi’s shook hands with Celestia, shuddering a little at how soft her principal’s palm was against her own.“Deal.”
“Deal, Miss Spark. I’ll call Luna, see if she can whip up a solution.” Handshake over, Principal Celestia’s eyes swang around the room, dimming slightly at the purr the cum-crazed Twilight gave next to her heeled foot. “Speaking of, where is my dear sister?”
“Fuck, sister! Scream for me, scream for your Midni-oh, fuuuck!”
Luna slid against the wall of the stage behind their office, her scream muffled into one blue forearm. Her cunt squelched and spurted, juices splashing out messily against the hole in her tights. Grinning madly, she took another peek through the curtain, only for a bright light to temporarily blind her.
When it faded, the Vice-Principal could see the figure of Sci-Twi. - the real one - helped her thoroughly fucked sister. Luna smiled. “It seems my work is done.”
Struggling to her feet, Luna eyed the empty flash still at the edge of the table Celestia had been bred upon. Just thinking of it made Luna's loins throb needily again. However, Celestia would be calling for her soon, and Luna had to be ready to comfort them all. And maybe think of a good cover story for why Celestia got knocked up that didn’t involve blaming long-gone magic-drunk sexbombs.
Seemed to be quite common in the school Luna and her sister ran, actually.
“I must know what my fellow Princess Luna put in that potion,” Luna said as she smoothed down her shirt. It was just enough to cover her puffy cuntlips. Luna’s mind traced back to one last fact the alicorn had given her, along with the dream-sights that let them bring back Midnight Sparkle on a controlled basis. “Midnight pumped my dear sister with twins. Perhaps she could give me triplets.”
Luna licked her lips salaciously at the thought.
“I shall see if Princess Luna can spare this ‘Nightmare’ again. For one more day.” Walking to the curtain, Luna's mind focused on recovery - and future ravishings.
