"If all you ponies see in me is a monster, then a monster I shall become! If I have to rip this Tartarus forsaken land apart myself!" - Discord, the Slaying of Aeternum

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Her head was a cacophony. Ideas- conscious, living ideas were bubbling and screaming at her. It was... It...

It was so fucking annoying.

'S̶i̶l̸e̴n̴c̸e̴.̸' Her voice echoed off the walls of her mind. It was fragile- Magic had had to piece it back together from almost nothing before they fused- and she wouldn't risk the insanity of the elements destroying it before it could recuperate.

She was groggy, that much was true. What time it was, she didn't need to- nor did she want to- know. She was curious about other things at that moment- the voices, herself, the very comfortable warmth against her and her stiff male appendage...

She paused on the last one for a moment, before moving on.

She felt... nothing, really. Not anymore. She had suppressed the cries of the virtues and sins, leaving her feeling... nothing. Well, except for the morning wood. A lot of mares would ask how stallions dealt with it, but it was very simple for a pony who it'd come to naturally.

She pressed her hips forward into the warmth. It felt soft...

Whatever it was, she'd clean it later. She rhythmically humped the soft, plush shape. It squirmed for a moment, before going still as it seemed to find a comfortable position.

Odd. Normally, inanimate objects didn't do that.

Knowledge was banging against the mental barrier again. 'O̵̳̭̝̖̳͂́́͑̕ḥ̴͕͇̦͂͊,̴̻̮̈́̔́͌͠ ̴̨̦͌̈͊̂̈́͘͠w̸̢͎̙̼͈͎̉̍̌͊̓h̷̨̜̿́̾͋͛̃͒a̵͙̻̹̦̰̣̽̑͒͑́̚͠t̶̻͈͎̖̩̏̇ ̷͖͈̯̱̉͛t̷̹͓͔̺̭͚͋͌̽̒̓͠ͅh̶̗̔͐͆è̷̗̺͚͌̇̕͘ ̸̠̓̄̒̈́̀̿f̴͈̍̊̍̚͝ư̶̗̲̳̦̣͇͈̊̌͋̊̊c̸͈̫̊̌ǩ̸̞̳̟̜̱̺͠ͅ ̴̡̤̌̃̏i̶͍̙̯̱̍̈́s̷̖͉͓̣̞͂ ̵͔͎̝̞͕͊ḯ̸͙̘́̇͠͝t̷̜̹͈͍͉͜͝ ̷̦͓̼̲̘̱̔̃̅̕ń̶̼͋̊̑͝ö̵̢̟̞̥́͌̉̎̕͝͠w̴̬͈̝̉̈́̈̀͐͗͘?̷̢̨̮̻͍͆̈̀̂͋͜' Her mind hissed, pressing her cock firmly into the plump mass. What was so important-

...

'Shit.'

Her eyes cracked open, allowing the blinding light of the sun to penetrate her divine pupils. In her hooves,-now at... equal height?!- lay Celestia. She was blushing profusely- Oblivion had never seen so much red on the Sun Goddess's face- and avoiding her eyes.

Scratch that. She wasn't avoiding eye contact, she was looking at...

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Celestia felt her breath hitch as the hard, throbbing length against her chest pushed forward. She'd been in similar situations- unwillingly- but none had ever gone this far. Nervousness and fear came immediately. Her first instinct's reaction would have normally been, in any other situation, to vaporize the pony. This wasn't a normal situation though...

She was willing to see this through. She was terrified, of course- who wouldn't be?- but curious. She'd never seen the male genitalia at work before, and it may have been a good opportunity to learn about what she would need to prepare for... from a first person perspective. Yes.

and perhaps obsess over Twilight. Only a bit.

Not too much.

The soft, unrestrained groans played in her ears. The mare was clearly enjoying herself- that much could be observed, but still seemed.. asleep. Mostly asleep. And oh, how beautiful she looked! Twilight's peaceful, resting features were more serene than any mask she could ever have managed! A sticky liquid had also made itself present. She knew what it was- but hadn't the courage to try and move. She wasn't sure if she wanted to help please Twilight or hide in the opposite corner of the room and leave the mare to do her.. thing. Both choices seemed optimal.

Before she could pick one, though, the sound of the door creaking open interrupted the sound of the slick, wet squelching.

"Twilig- Er, apologies, Obliviooooo.....-" Luna walked muzzle first into the room, eyes immediately landing on the cozy couch in the corner.

Celestia felt her ageless heart stop. Luna stared at her and Twilight, jaw slack. Her eyes were the size of Canterlot Castle's chandeliers, and her voice seemed to have eaten itself before reaching her mouth.

"-n." she squeaked.

No pony moved besides Twilight, who, after a few more hard thrusts, paused. She seemed to be waking up now, her half-dazed humping coming to a complete stop as a pair of unfocused eyes fixed themselves on Celestia. The three ponies sat in silence, watching each other in the current of awkward display. Luna visibly failed at speaking as she tried to move her mouth.

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Oblivion held her tongue. Quite literally. She felt it bleed in her mouth as her teeth bit down on it, silencing anything that would have otherwise forced itself out of her mouth. The room was still as death- funny, to her- and the divinity simply stared at one another in shock, embarrassment, and shame.

"W-well..." Luna stated lamely. "Uhm... this is... unexpected... mostly..."

Celestia gulped, running her tongue along the inside of her mouth. Her throat was suddenly dry, and a sense of sweeping terror had arisen. She wasn't sure why, but the thought of being watched while she satisfied the sleeping mare beside her made her feel... heated.

Luna sputtered, watching Celestia's mask strain to keep itself together. "W-we apologize if we are interrupting, sister, we.. Uhm, I was simply here to tell our soon-to-be Princess that her friends await her outside... we..." She trailed off, trying desperately to find any excuse to leave.

Celestia hid her face behind her mane in shame. Luna had... She'd...

A face buried itself into her neck. Twilight's body had frozen over- the ice was visible now- and felt more like a glacier than a pony. She would send herself to tartarus before she let her Twilight go, but the sheer, gargantuan amounts of humiliation that seemed to flood her made her shake.

'Celestia? Listen to me, alright? Luna should have knocked first- don't go now. You'll send Twilight the wrong signals. Remember, this isn't your fault. Use your indignation, Celestia. Protect yourself, damnit! It was her fault for barging in here like she owned the place! If she considered you and Twilight equals,- sisters- she wouldn't have done that! You understand? Don't go back now- you want your happy little ending with Twilight? Then don't fucking do it! What you were doing was fine! Just get her out!' Sol howled into her mind, her righteous tone beating back the inability to speak.

She swallowed the embarrassment, repairing her shaky mask as best she could. "Sister.. we would appreciate if you gave us some.. privacy, please..."

Luna gave her a pointed, 'We'll talk about this later' look, and fled; an unconscious baby dragon held in her magic. Celestia clutched the freezing pony to her chest, feeling her temperature continue to drop as the door slammed shut. A whimper came from below her head.

"M'sorry..." Oblivion muttered. "I didn't mean to.. I forgot... I jus'..." She pulled her hooves around herself. "I didn't mean to.. I was just doing what I normally do.. I.. I didn't remember..." A pink, crystal tear fell limply onto the couch.

"Twi-Twilight...-"

"Oblivion..." She muttered sadly.

"Please.. it... it is fine. It was not too much of a bother. While it was unexpected I.. will admit I was intrigued. It.. it is fine- love, please... please calm down..." She stroked the mare's frost-coated mane. "Please... you're alright..."

"B-but I... I'm..." The mare that was once Twilight Sparkle hiccuped. "d-disgusting.."

"No.. you are not.." Celestia whispered softly.

"Yes I'am..." Oblivion mumbled sleepily, turning her body away to hide her shame between her hind legs. The pink crystals shattered against the cold, unforgiving floor. "I would've stayed in'm bed... I jus' forgot I was'a m'nster... I'was jus'... so happy.." Bitterness sunk it's fangs into her. "M'sorry..."

'Damage control. Now.' Celestia was already on it, though; grabbing Twilight in her magic a she tried to climb off the relatively crowded cushions. "Wait, please-"

"Nyyyo! Lemme go! I... I'm... I'm..." The purple alicorn sagged as the solar magic yanked her back to her spot on the couch. "'m evil..."

"I'm an abomination... 'ma freak.. lemme... lemme go..." She pulled her tail over the source if her misery, pinning it against her. "Lemme go... I'm... 'm..."

Celestia tenderly stroked the frost covered pony's muzzle. "Where do you come up with such things, Twilight..? Hadn't I taught you never to judge a pony by their appearance?"

"'m different!..." The mare cried, her sleepy gaze never focusing. "I shouldn' exist... I'm not a mare.. I'm jus'-"

'That's illogical.' "You are a mare, Twilight. You may be of both genders' influence, but you are a mare in mind and physique. Please, Twilight, talk to me... Who would say such things? You are the kindest pony I have ever met, and you have befriended all you have come across. You have never said such things before.. Who would put these horrible ideas in your head?"

"'verypony that knows... what'I am..." Oblivion mumbled. "They all think it... m'a freak..."

"You are not a freak for that reason alone, Twilight. A pony with a heart as caring and forgiving as yours is not a monster. Please, answer the question; who would say those things.." 'You're hurting, and you refuse to tell anypony who it is that hurt you..' She pleaded.

'Just like me..'

Oblivion whimpered as her sleepy haze faded. "Does it matter? You can't do anything about it.. no one can..."

"I'm just the butt of a shitty joke the universe likes playing.. I'm sorry about yesterday... it was out of line. I shouldn't have done that... I-I wasn't thinking.. I did something I'm not allowed to.. just another stupid mistake... I'm still fucking useless-"

"Answer the question. Now." 'Cool it. Defensive? Fine. Just don't go on a fucking head hunt yet. You still gotta lift her out of her hole, 'kay?' She didn't respond.

Oblivion shook her head weakly. "No... They're right... I keep making stupid mistakes and getting out of line... going out of my way to be a burden... just like the wedding... I'm.. I'm just-"

The alabaster goddess grit her teeth. "Damnit, Twilight, tell me! You have done nothing above your newly given authority, and must I say it out loud for you to understand? Did I not clearly state my lack of such an opinion? Must I say it so you understand? Damnit Twilight, I love you so! I would shout it to the world! But you must tell me who bothers you! Who would say such things! And why-"

"My parents! My.. my..."

"My parents..."

The response shocked her. Her rant stopped...

"Your..." She shakily managed.

"My parents... my parents.. my own fucking parents.. everypony at your stupid fucking school!... all the nobles... doctors... th-they all know... they all know I'm... I'm..." She choked on her words, squeezing her tail against her chest. The less she could see of what it hid, the better. It-

She was tossed onto her side again, pinning her chest-to-chest with the mare whose height she almost mimicked. She found her vision filled with lime-green and white, the delicate scent of a field of flowers in spring reaching her senses.

Celestia lay in stunned silence, squeezing the lavender ball of light in her hooves. She'd expected the middlemost two, but the first and the last ones...

She'd have to have a parent-teacher conference very, very soon.

Twilight writhed in her grasp, trying to shake herself free. She leaned down, pushing her lips against the tip of the lavender horn the now sat in front of her muzzle. "Twilight... you should've told me.." she whispered.

"No! Because they're right! Because they've always been right! Nopony can love me- nopony! I'm just a useless leech! I'm a monster who's only alive because you protected her! I can't even take care of myself! I deserve every time a pony's tried to hurt me! I-"

Celestia closed the voidesque depth that howled its blasphemy. Terror to her ears- verbal abuse; something she knew quite well. As a filly, no less.

She'd never thought her ponies could be so blind- and cruel. She had thought they'd learned from her mother and father's corrupt reign. Twilight was a very accomplished mare; who'd built her own self-importance- but none of that seemed to register with the mare herself.

And her parents...

Twilight struggled in her hooves for a time, her mouth attempting to utter the terrible words of self-loathing and hate. Her undesirability and lack of worth. She fought Celestia's hold, but her heart- as empty as it was- wasn't behind it.

Celestia could tell.

As Twilight fell still, the tinkling of crystals as they were crushed and shattered played in time with the soft sobs, the biting air of the room as Magic's cold, soulless reasoning fought with the sun's loving warmth. The cries brought hammer after hammer down on Celestia's heart.

Goddesses, she had hurt Twilight. But Twilight had hurt from far worse, for far longer.

"You are wrong... you are so, so very wrong. I love you, my Light. I love you so dearly.. Other ponies may not, but I do. I will love you as you should be loved... and I will love all of you- even the parts you consider monstrous. Please, Twilight... To see you suffer pains me..."

"Į̷̬͛̌t̴̝̓̊ ̸̟̥̉d̴̖̯̎̓ī̷͜ď̶͈̈́n̷̗͆͐'̴̡̀̆ͅt̵̺̊ ̵̛̰p̴̦͌̑a̶̝̓̓i̶̻̲̔̄n̴̬̭̈ ̶̱͍͝y̸̢̦̿o̵̰̠̓ụ̴̻̇̂ ̷̗̫̆̐b̶͕͌ĕ̵͖f̷̮̈o̸̜̗͌̏r̴̡̐ȩ̷͚͗̌,̷̦̬̐ ̵̯̫̑͛ḏ̵͊͝i̵͎̘͝d̴̬̰͐ ̵͓̮̑̔i̵͍̘͋t̶̙̻̆?̶̼̓̿ͅ ̷̦͆͝W̴͇̉ͅh̶̢͗̑ẻ̷̥̯̋n̶͍̙̆͛ ̷͍͝I̸̜̽ͅ ̷̥͚̚w̷̠͌â̵̖̞n̴̲̿t̸̲͍̓e̸͖̖̓d̸̦̬͆ ̵͇̇͆t̸̘̾̅o̸̩̮͑͛ ̵̘̤̄̉k̶͓̞̄̏e̸̥̾ḙ̶̉͝p̴̹̓ ̶̛̟̣̕y̸̢̦̽͑o̷̻̔u̵̹͚͐̚ ̴̛̰a̴̛͉͓̍l̵̮̻̈́͠ĺ̷̲̮ ̸̟͕̎ṣ̸̪́̑a̴͈̍͠f̶̦͙̔̑ĕ̶͚,̵̼͛ͅ ̶̹̮̉̃d̵͈̓ì̶͜d̷̤̑ ̷̱̕y̷̱̠̽o̷̬̩͋û̷͙̜̍ ̷̡̅͝f̸͉̀e̵̩͚͒͑ȩ̴̜̌͊l̷̛̪̙ ̸̺͔̕a̸̲̿n̵̢̾͘ẏ̸͜͠ ̵̥̿ͅr̴͖̮̒e̸̡̔m̴̛͍̖o̵͚͒ȑ̴̝̗̍s̷̯̫͋e̷̫̮͘ ̷̱̆̒͜ẗ̶̗̺̃h̶̠̺̑e̵͓̹͒n̴̯͌̀?̷̮̀ ̵̦̊̈́W̵̝̰̌͘h̸̦̍e̵͔̱̓n̶̡͗ ̴͖̂ỷ̶ͅò̴̲u̵̫͝ ̷̙͚͗͂l̵̪͊͝e̷̬͚̾͒t̷͔̆͝ ̸̤͉̿́m̷̨̱̂e̷̥̔̐ ̴̼̊̈́c̷̟̄͠r̵̭͖̂ỹ̵̹ ̵̖͆̐m̷͖̪̾ÿ̸͔̫́̕s̵͍̃e̶̹̓̈́l̸̜̊f̵̹̆ ̴̧̜͋̏t̶̪̾o̶͓͔͝ ̵͍̕s̵̘̙͑l̴̞͂ẹ̶͇́̏ė̸͈̙̇p̶̰͆͆?̵̭̘̾ ̸͍̬̀D̷̃́ͅi̸̢̓ḓ̶̊͠ ̸̤͆̍i̷̠̱̅͗t̵̖͘ ̸͖̋̚p̶̥̿ã̴̗ỉ̷͉͕n̸̠̈́ ̸͋̊͜y̶̧̕o̶̫͛ū̶͕̤͌ ̶̗̹̈́͂w̵̬̰̎̔h̸͕̋͂ͅė̵̛͜n̴̝̏ ̵̜̈́͌y̶̭̟̚o̷͓̹̾̈́u̷̦͌͊ ̸̦̑͜ḓ̶̊̑͜ḯ̶͔d̵̮̃ ̵̥̼͒̕ṫ̴̨̇h̷̖̒a̷̩͐͠t̷͎̂̋?̶̟̈́͑ ̵̨̡̣̎̑̌̀̽̃͝Ẃ̵̡͔̲̣̭̆͗͗̔̉̏h̷̡͎̞̳̦̬͎͎̝̻̚ͅe̴̩͕̦͚͕̲͚̰̋͌̀̽͠n̷̛̬̝͚̩͐͊̋̾̀̽̐̏̃͠ ̸̨̡͚̭͚͈̬̻̌̈́̔̈́̌͗̏͝ÿ̵͖́͋͊̅͆̊̑̈̚ǫ̷̠͖͙̺͈̠̟̒̔̉̉͛ͅͅų̴̢̡̠̤̹̫͗̏̄́̊̚͘͠ ̶̧̪̭̭͕̩̠̲̝̥͇̦̋̉̽̀̆̈́̉̄̊͆͜͝͝͝l̷̨̝̜͎̰̋͌́͂̆̾̆͆̈ͅȩ̸̻̺̰̟̬̬̹̪͔͔̥̅͜t̷̤̖̓ ̸̠̥̱̥̭̪̖̫̱̯̹͌̉̈́͗̈́̇̽͜m̷̧̜̗͉̳͔͇̣̏͊͆̕͜͜e̵̮̍̀ ̶̨̲̮̩͎̈͛̋̈́̅͐̀̀̈̕̚͘͝d̵̹̮̳̩̝͉̱͍̳̐͛̈́͐͆̇̎̏̕ͅȋ̵̱̦̪͆̅̊ȩ̴̝̤̥̗̞̾̓̇̄̏̓̌̈́̽̌̕?̵̧̭͍̮͍̲́͒̐̚͜ͅͅ" The screeching abyss bellowed.

Celestia rubbed the base of Twilight's wing, tears forming in the corners of her eyes. "Yes, it did. I.. I thought myself right.. I thought my wisdom superior... I have yet to forgive myself for being so foolish..."

The voice didn't reply.

"And I... I will not do so... for I had so stupidly left another pony to a fate so similar, and nigh lost them. And I had not learned... Now I have broken the one that I love..." She winced. "And I cannot fix my mistake..."

The room was still as the crystalline ice that had formed on the frozen mare slowly melted back into her body. Her body temperature went up in time.

All good signs, in Celestia's opinion.

She felt a sigh. In her tangle of legs, Twilight had shifted her head down, her eyes focusing on the white fur of the alicorn's chest. Celestia watched her precious Light press her hooves against her tail, stimulating the dark-purple cock underneath it. Her face was covered in a bright red shame. Something that would likely be the pride and envy of all stallions was the mare's largest social hindrance.

Something she would be allowed to hide from her no longer. Even with the discomfort. 'And.. the possibilities.'

Her forehoof moved down to Twilight's tail and, to her Light's surprise, moved it aside. She brought the irritated length over to rest against her stomach. It was impossibly long- ending just below the center of her chest- and dangerously thick, but remained motionless as the pony it belonged to twitched, hugging herself tightly.

"There's no need to be ashamed, Twilight.. while it might not be a feature on any other mare, it makes you special. You have something they never will. Do not hide it from me, please.. Do not hide something so deserving of praise.." She looked at Twilight, who was visibly fighting herself.

Oblivion wasn't sure anymore. Everything she had been told all her life- by everypony- was being questioned and defied in a single moment. She believed it, obviously- a pony who couldn't even be born right didn't deserve to be loved- but then again...

Arrogance may have been able to fix it... she'd consider.

Besides, Celestia was a fellow Goddess... if it was true, then what was wrong? She had been given explicit permission. She had been told she was loved... and she was, if the virtues' influence did not lie. But...

The raging storm in her mind was a tiring task for the barrier to contain. She couldn't decide on how to feel- but.. Celestia had said yes, so it stood to reason.

Reason and logic worked. They didn't have opinions. They were fact.

Celestia loved her. Celestia said she didn't mind. It wasn't disturbing to Celestia.

Therefore, she could.

She pushed herself forward, squishing her length between them. Her hooves latched themselves around the other alicorn as her head finally came to rest itself against an alabaster cheek.

'Congrats, crisis averted... seriously, congrats. I thought she'd lose it there for a second. She's pretty fucked in the mornings... guess I can see why, though. I mean, mental instability and repressed emotional trauma? That's a messed up combination.. Then again, you'd know about those things too, wouldn't you?'

'You said you would not return unless I asked it of you.' Celestia nuzzled Twilight.

'Sorry, I'm just trying to help. I mean, you've never listened to me before! How can I just sit by...'

'You said you would.'

'Fine, fine..' Sol's grumbling voice vanished.

In the now relatively peaceful room, Celestia exhaled quietly. Quiet was nice. Quiet and.. well, another noise.

She pressed her hips forward, her cock running along Celestia's soft coat. Precum had already slathered the length of it, and each thrust was slick with another quickly following it. She yearned for more- something further down, something she knew was uncharted territory to anyone that had ever lived- but dared not. She wouldn't test her luck yet; it had already given her enough.

She ran the tip of her nose along Celestia's collarbone, putting the knowledge she had gained from Lust's Element to use. Maybe a little too intimate, but if it was fine with the mare beside her, then...

Her teeth daintily nipped the taut, stretchy flesh. Celestia's face was a mixture of surprise and confusion as she moaned. Oblivion paused, looking up at her unsurely. She pushed the base of her cock against the mare's stomach, momentarily satisfying the burning need.

"Can I... Do you want me to stop..? It's, uh, fine if you do... I was just-" she started.

"N-no... it's fine, truly. Ah, perhaps a bit... forward, for only the second day, but... there is nothing wrong with that. It feels.. wonderful, actually. Where did you learn this? I have not known you to have done anything.." Celestia gestured with her hoof.

"I haven't.. I just, know this stuff.. now. It's hard to explain. I just know a lot of stuff and how to do it. This is one of those things. So... it's okay?" Celestia nodded. She leaned her head back down, nipping and kissing the parted fur. Her muzzle trailed across the perfect coat, pulling generous amounts of the smooth, pink skin up with each delicate nibble. She grinded her cock against Celestia, feeling it pulse with each moan.

The sound of her lover's soft, uncertain moans was more than a little arousing. Her hooves rubbed the length of the alicorn's flared wings as she pressed the length between her hips harder, shortening her thrusts. She groaned, pulling away from Celestia's neck and leaning up. She pressed her lips against their ivory counterparts, soaking in their taste. She knew Celestia had a sweet-tooth, but the taste of chocolate cake that coated her lips was priceless.

Her tongue worked its way out of her mouth and she gently prodded the pair of white, velvety lips against her own. A moment of hesitation seemed to pass through Celestia, face rose red and panting. Oblivion opened her eyes, lovingly gazing into the magenta pair that met them.

Gods, did she feel amazing... But her mare seemed nervous. Unsure of whether to accept her invitation or not. Her tongue slipped back into her own mouth, pulling away. "Too much?" She breathed softly.

"I... do not know... perhaps? It seems unorthodox to myself. It wasn't that long ago that I left you to become a mound of flesh and blood at my actions..." Celestia's ears pinned back.

Oblivion paused, leaning her horn against her mare's. She wasn't wrong in her observation, but.. perhaps it was. She didn't want to scare the chance of more off, either. Celestia had agreed out of curiosity.

"I'll be finished soon; it'd be.. easier if you were on your back and I could.. well, be on top." a blush crept its way onto her cheeks. "I... It'll make it easier.. besides.." she murmured. "I'd feel a lot closer to you on top..."

Celestia looked contemplative for a moment. Obviously she was ready to see just how far she and her lover could go, but it didn't seem right... not yet. But when dealing with divinity, orthodoxy tends to fail spectacularly. She bit her lip, rolling it in her mouth again as the options fought with each other for dominance. She doubted she would regret it- she may not have been lustful.. or very sexual at all, but she could still feel pleasure- and it was Twilight..

Nopony had to know about their activities. Except her sister, but that was unavoidable. Irony was a killer, and... who were the ponies outside to deny her the long-awaited intimacy she'd been searching for? Boundaries would have to be set, of course, but...

Right now, it was perfect. She wasn't living in the past anymore. This was no attempt at molestation or forced confrontation. This was... love. Mutual. Different from how most ponies did it nowadays, but it was love. It was the highest form of intimacy, and they were both suckers for it.

The closest, most intimate you could get with another pony, or goddess, was inside of them.

Besides, it wasn't like anything could go wrong.

... right?

'I can think of about thirty things that could go wrong just off the top of my solar flare.' An irritating voice that was promptly ignored stated. She looked back at Twilight...

The mare had grown. Significantly. Her body was also changing drastically. Apparently, she wasn't done with her ascension- not entirely. It was as good a time as any. It'd leave a lasting impact on her subconscious mind- hopefully a good one.

Celestia pushed their muzzles back together.

Oblivion felt her cock throb as she thrust against her lover's coat. Her wings extended with a loud 'pomf' as her tongue was greeted by an open muzzle, diving into it. She moaned, the feeling of another hot, wet appendage mingling with hers making her stallionhood pulse, oozing precum on both of their chests while her body fought itself on top and she pushed her meat against Celestia. Hard.

She felt a pair of soaked lips spread around the base of her spire. Her eyes locked with Celestia's, who had taken to grinding her and moaning with reckless abandon. They met gazes as she pushed again and in a final, utterly irrational decision, Celestia nodded. Oblivion took a hint.

She pulled her body back, lining up the tip of her cock with Celestia's dripping pussy. It was leaking, and the smell of arousal that filled the air was almost intoxicating. She pushed her length forward, gasping as the slit stretched around it. The faint feeling of a barrier that she had quickly pushed through and a cry of pain from below caused her to look down.

Celestia was biting her lip to keep from screaming in agony and attempted re-rationalization. It felt so good.. she couldn't stop now! She shook Twilight's concern off. Rational or not, the mare would take her now!

"Oh, Celestia.." Oblivion opened her mouth in a groan. The slick feeling of blood was being washed away by Celestia's juices; coating and lubing her length. She pressed forward, her cock sliding into the tight, moist hole. She continued without pause, feeling the writhing ecstasy below her.

Celestia's mind was awash with a haze of pain and pleasure. She had never known such a feeling could exist- it was beautiful!- and she didn't want it to stop. The feeling of being filled was so foreign; yet completing. Animal instinct took over as the length was buried inside her.

Oblivion felt her medial ring lash out against the entrance of her princess's pussy. She thrust vigorously, pumping in and out of the hole until the feeling of sticky, wet mare juice squirting onto her let it slip through. Celestia convulsed blissfully below her as they both cried out in unison, joyous screams filling the empty room.

She thrust it back, before forcing it into the ever-expanding hole again, driving her cock deeper with each subsequent thrust; her and Celestia's kiss breaking as a pair of well-endowed balls connected with an obscene, lewd smack. She hilted in the hole, pumping her cock against the entrance of Celestia's womb. It didn't matter now.

Both of them wrapped the other in their hooves as her balls churned, a vibrating pulse shaking her unsteady legs. She pulled Celestia up, letting the mare slide down her cock until she hit the base. Her length disappeared into the hole as a throb began making its way up her cock.

"Celestia- I-I'm gonna c-cum.." she breathed. Her tip flared against the womb's entrance.

Without pause or second thought, Celestia moaned. "Twilight.. Inside, please.." She wanted to be stuffed- wanted to feel the fullness in her womb. Gods, she wanted to foal the mare's children!

The eroticism and the moan that followed drove Oblivion over the edge. She pulled her mare as close to her as she could, tying their muzzles together as a torrent of thick, milky cream exploded from her cock. She felt Celestia bloating by the first load, and gently rubbed the bulge in her alabaster form. Another load, thicker and heavier than the last, squirt from her cock. She kept thrusting in short, rhythmic bursts, slamming herself into Celestia's cervix.

She felt no small amount of fear as what she had done temporarily registered. It disappeared a moment later, being replaced by need. She continued fucking Celestia, holding the mare in a sitting position as her body went limp and her moans grew to screams. The feeling of the clenching hole and squirting juices was too much, even as she let her seventh load unrestrained into her mare.

'Fuck, I don't think I can stop...' Her loads kept coming, the well of cum overflowing inside Celestia. She felt it spill out of her lover's overstuffed cunt and onto her, coating her ballsack and teats; staining her inner thighs white. The sticky foal juice covered the couch under them, as the waves of sperm kept coming.

After her thirty-second load, she felt the drain. Her spurts slowed and thinned, leaving a river of cum to soak their impromptu bed. Oblivion sat down in her cum, rubbing her own pussy into it.

The act was disgusting, but in her hazy state, it brought another short spurt of spunk from her length, feeling sleep creep up on her as she looked down at the mess. Her body fell forward on top of Celestia's, who had already passed out.

She unconsciously tightened her hold on Celestia, letting her mind shut down as the thought of all the potent semen inside of the mare threatened to drag her into a panic attack.

Letting the exhaustion take over as she thought about how she had claimed the mare only a day-and-a-half into courting her dulled the panic. And how stupid and thoughtless she had just been. And what they had just done...

What she had just put into the mare.

... Gods, she'd deal with tartarus later.

Her eyes drifted closed as she fell into a dreamless sleep, the abstract knowledge of the fact that she would not, as she had thought, be awakening tomorrow.

Lust metaphysically grinned. It would be its last act before being sealed inside of this mind, sure- but it was worth it.

As the last of its influence was drained and crushed, it felt itself being torn apart and consumed by Dominance.

It was worth it.

L

"I gotta see her, she's my sister!" Shining Armor shouted. He and Luna had been arguing since they'd gotten back to Twilight's tower. She had insisted he stay outside before she came in, but he was her brother, damnit! Twilight had already said she wouldn't be able to forgive him, and if he didn't show up first, he'd only make it seem like he didn't care!

"Captain Armor, while we appreciate the fact you care for your sister, must remind thou that, via thine last conversation with the mare, we have found she is still quite baleful toward thee. It will not take long, only a moment-"

Shining shot past her, tearing the door open. "I don't have a moment, I need to see my little... sister...." He fell silent. Luna felt an abstract sense of fear crawl up her spine. The captain was a stallion with a big mouth, and an attitude that made even that seem humble. Whatever had drawn his silence was worthy of her attention- but she feared what she would see. She would already be dealing with the fallout of interrupting her sister's...

Mother, she didn't want to picture it again; no matter how arousing it was. It was her sister. Celestia. She pushed forward though, slowly stepping around the captain. Whatever it was, it couldn't be that...

bad...

They both stared. The bed was empty, of course- it had been forsaken by its owner in favor of a lofty, red-velvet couch. That wasn't what had drawn their silence, though.

It was the scene on the couch.

And the ponies. The ponies whose bodies were mingled, shifting and morphing. The ponies...

.. who were covered in a very familiar white liquid. It ran down the cushions, pooling almost invisibly on the marble floor. She would've missed it, if it weren't so... copious.

She didn't know of any creature that could produce that much semen, but there was a look of near-recognition on the Captain's face as his pupils seemed to shrink in time with his widening eyes. Luna, on the other hoof, was in shock. About the obvious signs of sex? Yes. But she had become so accustomed to an environment of coitus that it hadn't registered quite as well as the ponies. Their bodies shifted and morphed, remaining equine in shape as they tried to find something to function with the increase in magical power.

A few of the more obvious changes were noted. Celestia's mane and tail had been replaced with a substance more closely attune to plasma than the normal flowing, ethereal strands of hair. The plasma-esque form had a clear, dark purple outline, resembling the purest form of magic. It was a great deal of change compared to Oblivion's, whose own had taken to flowing like a whirlwind. The tips of her ethereal cosmos were a soft, sparkling blue, and the only true additions were two new highlights; one a warm, shining gold, the other a cold, harsh silver.

That had only been the first changes, though. As their bodies settled, accomodations for the increase in both mares' wellsprings seeming to complete themselves, Luna took in another grand detail.

Their coats. Where Oblivion's had grown lighter, Celestia's had taken on a new sheen of perfection. It was gold- the rich, soft gold of her regalia- and seemed almost too glossy to be real. The only reason she could tell, truly, was because of the fact that both of their coats now flowed in time with their manes.

Those things may have been important, but the most glaring detail that had etched itself flesh-deep into both mares were the runes. Scripts and texts, glyphs and symbols. They were so vast and endless, she almost didn't notice that each set was on the opposite side of the other mare's body, two halves completing a massive, monstrous work of unspeakable mastery.

Even their hooves, the most minute details, had been modified. They glowed and oozed blue and purple-rimmed-orange for each mare respectively, the colors running up their legs until their knees, where it slowly died off. Strangely, the bottom of Celestia's hoof had a six-pointed sunburst etched into it- seemingly ingrained into the very marrow and soul. She couldn't see underneath them, but knew almost certainly Oblivion had a matching set of suns.

This was all besides their horns. Oblivion's was almost thrice the length of Celestia's former horn, curving downward. Halfway up the menacing appendage, her real horn ended, its tip having cracked and split open to allow for the arrival of the white, blinding counterpart, which composed the rest of the horn upward. Celestia's was similar in build, having doubled from its original length. In place of Oblivion's white glow was the same deep-orange that was her new signature color. It was also the color that coated her primaries, only barely visible underneath a lavender wing, flashing its own; glowing in a chromatic rainbow.

Oh dear... yes... yes, this was a jaw-dropping, mind-numbing, stare-worthy problem.

This much magic had never been seen on Equis before...

... or anywhere else, now that she thought about.

A problem worthy of being stared at, that was indisputable. They had both clearly grown to levels of power Luna could never hope to dream of- she wondered if Celestia's body had bonded with Oblivion's, who had yet to achieve finding a comfortable form the last time she had been in the room- and it had done wonders for them...

The changes to their bodies were obvious, not as obvious as their height growth-the formerly tiny lavender mare now lay a head taller than her sister; whose height had grown by at least several inches!-, but she worried for her sister's state more than anything else. The additions had subtly connected in her mind, and she was worried for both ponies mentally. Cadance had claimed she'd felt unmeasurable despair coming from the pony that had been Twilight Sparkle. What that would do to her sister she doubted would be helpful. Both mares were emotionally unstable by Luna's account, and if the consistency spread to the realm of the mind...

The world would learn a new degree of loss.

The one thing that had hit Luna hardest, though, were their cutie marks. Oblivion's pink starburst now had a smaller, yellow one inside of it. The five formerly around it had become twenty-four- an absurd amount. It was a crisis in the making, surely, but none of the strange changes had affected Luna as much as Celestia's cutie mark. It was a little detail, but..

She grieved nonetheless.

The sun had gained an outline similarly to the one that accentuated her mane and tail. A shade of deep, royal purple. It stuck out oddly on her newly-minted body, though the colors were far more complementary than she had first thought.

It didn't change the fact that in a matter of moments, both mares that had formerly existed, had been simultaneously erased.

And the fact that she knew- as impossible as it was- the source of the creamy puddle now.

Mother, hath mercy...

Author's Note

Alrighty, after this chapter we calm it down. I made sure these first few were some crazy bastards that made huge ass problems, oh boy, and the little scene at the end...

I'm going to mention very quickly though that this will be mainly from the view of Oblivion and Celestia. The reason the reference to the former changes is perspective. Celestia will continue to call her Twilight; or, 'her Light'. It's a good way to tell whose view is whose. The only time it'll go out of those two's POV will be for something integral or a short scene added to the story. Uhh.. another note: the whole jumping perspectives between the two is done on purpose. I'll label sections to specify that. This'll be one of the very few sex scenes (most other times it'll just be referenced and talked about or short lived moments that won't actually play out in full for you- these scenes are just for special instances; or Celestia and Twi).

We're going to be having a seven week time skip after this. Oblivion and Celestia will be catching up with the waking world later.

P.S. An image of them is going to be posted down here for anyone who wants a visual aid. Gonna take some time, but it'll be worth it.

That's all folks.