Required Reading

Last night’s poor sleep wasn’t too bad, but as they day went on it started to feel more different than normal. It wasn’t like the heat spell was affecting her anymore, but she couldn’t help but think of the book every so often, and a slight tingle under her tail popped up at the idea of bedtime.

Distracting herself with her toy trains in her room was fun to do before dinner, but the book on the nightstand kept catching her eye. Maybe she could read a little now instead? Get today’s pages finished right away?

“Let’s just read a few pages…” she said to herself as she got up and trotted over to the book. The soft velvety cover had her heart beating a bit faster and her biting her lip in anticipation. If the last two chapters were any indication, she would be climaxing again. Sitting back down on the floor where she had been playing, she opened the book up to where she had left off.

Selfcest: loving yourself in an entirely different way.

Now that she had learned some of the basic spells for when she was alone, it was time for the book to show her what it could do; add a familiar friend to help her. It would help enhance her alone time with herself. She tilted her head, trying to figure out what it meant but not really coming up with anything useful. A friend of some sort would help her?

She shrugged. It would probably all make sense once she cast the spell at the end anyways; kind of like a book full of surprises where she didn’t know what she was going to get.

There were a few adjustments that she could make on the spell. Several symbols were listed on the side to make her friend have different personalities: timid, happy, oblivious, dull, her personality, horny, angry, or sleepy. She just had to replace the starting symbol on the spell to do it. But this one looked like the default was… horny. Whatever that meant; maybe this friend would have a horn like her?

“Ok, mystery friend here we go,” she said as she got to the casting part. Apparently, she needed to stand in front of a mirror so that it could see all of her or it wouldn’t work. It also wouldn’t work with multiple ponies with one spell, but that wasn’t a concern right now while she was alone.

She picked the spell off of the page and placed it right on her… wait. She read the sentence again just to make sure. Oh, it’s going on the mirror? It almost felt weird not putting in on her fillyhood this time. She floated the spell over and released it into the mirror instead.

The surface shimmered brightly, flashing like a camera before it settled down and started to look more like water on a lake; her blurry reflection showing back at her. But something started to make ripples in the center, and a cyan hoof poked out.

“What?” she couldn’t help but say aloud as the hoof reached down to the ground. Then a face popped out: her face. Her eyes widened as the rest of her new self walked out from the mirror.

The new Essence smiled and waved at her as they looked at each other.

“Hello?” the real Essence asked, waving back awkwardly. “Y-you’re me!”

“That I am,” the clone said with smile that was slowly turning sly the more that she looked around. “You have a cute room here, and you’re such a cute filly. Just like me.”

“T-thanks?” She blushed at the compliment, biting her lips as the other filly stared at her; it was a look that she hadn’t felt before, confident and… hungry? She gulped as her clone stepped closer. Why did her hips bounce like that when she moved? Her tail was hiked so high that anypony could have seen what was behind it.

She got close. Really close. She could feel her new friend’s breath on her muzzle as the clone looked her face up and down, from her eyes to her chin. “Mmmph!” she squeaked as the clone moved in and kissed her right on the lips.

“Mmm~… mmm~,” she started sounding out as they stayed together, the clone pushing into it deeper the longer this went on. Essence’s eyes were open the entire time, gazing on an exact copy of her face. She huffed hard, heart racing even faster as one thing popped up in her mind. This was her first kiss. It was with herself!

“Mwwah!” her clone kissed out and took a step back, a small trail of saliva connecting their mouths. “Nice to meet you… oh here… I’ll get that,” she said as she reached up and wiped Essence’s lips.

“T-thanks,” Essence muttered as the soft hoof sending a shiver down her spine. “T-that was… w-wow.”

The clone filly giggled and batted her eyes, holding her forehooves together and rocking her body like she was trying to be the most innocent looking filly in the world. “So, what were you thinking of doing together with me?”

She gulped. Her plan was to climax with this spell, but with another pony in the room it changed everything… even if it was herself. Those butterflies were back in her stomach, fluttering around like a crazy swarm. But as she watched her clone’s purple tail swishing around slowly, it brought an idea into her. The book was all about that kind of under the tail stuff, so many she might be able to get away with it.

“D-do… ummm… d-do you think I can look at your, umm….” Her face heated up even more than it was already was, trying to get that last bit out. “L-look under your… t-tail?” She squeezed her eyes closed, assuming the worst.

She heard another giggle as the clone went up to her ear and softly whispered, “Only if I get to look under yours.” The gentle voice in her ear sent another shiver rolling down her spine.

A cautious smile started to appear as she opened her eyes, just to see the clone smooch her on the lips again. Her heart fluttered in her chest, both from the kiss and what she was now allowed to do. She wasn’t exactly flexible enough to look at her own parts… but with this.

“Ooo, let me grab the book!” Essence said with a bit more excitement at the idea. She picked it off the floor and flipped to the drawing of a marehood within, but then partially closed the book when she realised her clone was watching.

“Let me see,” her clone said with a knowing smile, walking over and rubbing her shoulder against Essence’s like a very affectionate cat. Slowly, the book opened back up. “So, this is what you want to see? To get a good look at?”

“M-Mmhm.”

“Heh.” The clone filly guided Essence down with a hoof. It wasn’t a shove or anything, but Essence followed along with the direction until she was lying on her back. Oddly enough, the clone’s purple tail seemed to be angled just right to block her view underneath. Her bits could have been so easy to see before with the filly’s tail hiked up high earlier, but it almost seemed to tease her now that it knew what she was after.

She stared with wide eyes as her clone walked over her, placing her hindlegs on either side of her head. Her bits were still hidden with that darn tail in the way, but she was able to catch the two little cyan teats poking out from her underbelly. It was strange looking at them from this angle. Those were hers!

“My you look yummy.”

“I d-do? Eep!” Essence’s eyes widened even more, feeling a hoof stroke against her inner thigh and noticing just how revealing she was to the pony above; her tail wasn’t hiding anything at all. Her legs automatically tried to shut, but… she did agree to the trade. Instead she tried to relax a little, and as weird as it felt, she opened her leg for her clone to have a good look.

“I could just eat you up,” she said as she stared to lay down on top of Essence. That sounded weird, but she wasn’t really thinking about those details, not when her clone’s rump was getting closer to her face. She felt the filly’s weigh on top of her; two hardened nubs on the filly’s belly poked into her chest, and then, like a theater curtain moving off, that fluffy tail moved out of the way, revealing those darker cyan folds underneath.

Her eyes widened at the sight, biting her lip as she stared into the mirror of herself. But even though they hadn’t started touching it at all, those filly lips already starting looking plumper than normal, with a small bright pink line down the middle where they started to part. It even looked juicy the more she noticed; a small string of clear fluid connected her mound to the hair on her tail.

She heard a chuckle.

The clone was staring right at her with a smirk on her face.

Essence couldn’t help but blush and try to look away, pretending like she wasn’t staring at the fillyhood mere centimeters from her face; close enough that she could feel heat radiating off from in and catch a full scent that seemed to be a mix of citrus and a hint of freshly cut alfalfa. She recognized the fragrance – it was still her own – but never had it fill her nostrils like this before.

Her gaze avoided that spot as long as she could, but why? This was what she asked for and she was allowed to do it. Wiling herself to look back at her clone’s eyes for a moment helped her prepare herself and silently say that yes, she was doing to do this. Her eyes focused back on those filly’s bits, staring at them intently as if she was pushing the embarrassment she felt away.

She saw the clone look away and a wave of relief washed over her, as if some pressure was suddenly taken off. It was enough that she felt comfortable reaching for the book, opening it up and placing it on its side; a little awkward to read, but she could still manage if she tilted her head.

“Ok… I guess I can start with the top…” she said to herself as she looked at the book and then back, before realizing that everything was flipped. She stared at the page… looking at where the clitoris was and the labia. “Uhh…” she said, trying to figure out when it was on her clone… if it was at the top or the bottom of her fillyhood. Her hoof started to move to grab at it and check before her face turned red again and she immediately stopped.

She could look, but, “A-am… I able to… c-can I touch you there too?”

“You can do more than touch it.”

The filly’s sly tone helped ease those boundaries she was crossing, but it always felt like there was something more in those words. However, Essence wasn’t going to stop right here, she was so close to some real answers. Even if she had permission, her hoof moved slowly until it finally pressed against the filly’s hot mound.

It was strange how supple and squishy her clone’s parts were, they felt strikingly similar to her own… well… they were her own, just at a different angle. Every part, every line, and every curve was exactly the same. She traced the outer lips with a hoof. “This must be… the labia…” she mentioned, confirming it with the book.

A shiver went down her spine a stroke of a hoof bushed against her thigh. Essence’s head popped up in surprise, just wondering how close her clone was going to get. She had already made first contact, but now… she gulped… it was the clone’s turn.

The clone looked back with the same smirk on her face that she had since she’d gotten here. Another stroke on her thigh added to the stare. “Don’t mind me,” she said as she flicked her purple mane off to one side. “You can study all you want, while I have a little snack.”

“But you don’t have any foo-ooo~ ood~”

Essence’s legs automatically tried to close again, but all they met where the sides of her clone’s head. Even if it started with only a few kisses and a long lick of her tongue, it was enough to make Essence squirm.

A hoof wrapped around her hindleg, helping pry it open for easier access; it felt like she was a bowl of ice cream and her clone was intent on licking it up entirely. She stared at those folds, picturing a tongue licking in between them; it was starting to make her feel in a funny – and increasingly familiar – way. Though, as hard as it was to focus right now, her mind snapped back when she saw a pink dot flash out from her clone’s folds.

“Oh! That was the clitoris!” she called out as her hoof dove in to spread the lips that hid it, and finally caught a good look at the smooth pearl within.

“Do like when it winks at you?” her clone teased as she pulled back her head slightly and started to spread Essence’s own folds with her hooves. “Let’s see if we can get your clit to wink too.”

The filly could feel the cooler air on that sensitive dot. Her mind was focused on it entirely, especially when her clone softly flicked the tip of her tongue against it. A stark contrast to the deep licks she was getting moments ago; this was a targeted tickle right at one small point and she could feel it tingle all the way down to her hooves. That focused attention on her almost felt more overwhelming than anything else, and squirm as she might, there really no place to go with her clone firmly on top of her.

“O-oh~ b-buck~!” Essence cried out, as those soft tingles kept adding up until her crotch quivered, tensed, and her pearl jumped out.

“There it is.”

Another deep lick brought so much relief after that focused targeting, giving her a moment to breathe. The clone seemed content for now with slower licks that always seemed to linger; it was enough that Essence could look back at her book without too much distraction. “Ok... t-that was the c-clit-“ she almost got out before she felt her clone’s tongue move to that exact spot.

Essence’s hoof fiddled around more, trying to spread apart everything to reveal some of the stuff that was further inside the clone. Her magic started to glow, reaching out to help as much as it could. The weirdest thing though was just how much of a hole she was finding here; a tunnel that seemed to go on forever. But she had this too… a small pocket that she never knew she had.

“Uhh… urethra?” she tried to pronounce after taking a while to find that tiny hole hidden along her walls. The clone didn’t seem to have any issue as her tongue moved right to it in an instant. Essence grunted at how similar, yet unique in their own ways each part of her felt when it was licked.

Every time she called out a new spot she got a sample of what it felt like. That tongue knew just where to go and seemed like it was doing the alphabet on her each time.

“Pelvic floor~ oor~,” she panted out hard as the tongue pressed down firmly against her tunnel, just barely sticking in enough to her small crevice to reach it.

“Ahem…” she said, trying to clear her throat and mind for the rest of the labels on the page. Well, there was only one let. She grazed the rounded hole just below her clone’s tail as she looked at the book. “Anus… ahh~!”

The wet tongue didn’t waste a moment before it was circling around, licking right at her true backside. “A-ahh… o-o-k… ok~” she blurted out almost immediately from the odd feeling that came.

The clone chuckled as she pulled her head back, petting along the lengths of Essence’s thighs during the pause. “I think that was a good tour. Wouldn’t you agree?”

“Y-yes… that’s everything listed on this page. So, I think we’re done.”

“Oh?” the clone said with another chuckle in her voice, as her tail started to swish side to side, grazing along her Essence’s forehead each time. “Are we though?” The two glanced at each other as the clone winked… from both ends.

“Oh…” Essence said simply before a light bulb went off in her mind. “Oh!”

“You do look a little thirsty, and there’s much to drink. So enough with the studying and let put this to the test.” Those hips wiggled closer as another wink shot out and a few droplets of juice hit Essence on the cheek. “Time to try meeee,” she sang as her head dipped lower once more.

Essence’s hips bucked as she felt lips sucking right onto her button. It was hard to focus, but she knew she should try paying the clone back. Remembering back to the heat spell and just how much her loins ached for a touch, it kind of looked similar to the fillyhood before her. It felt hot when it booped against her nose and left wet marks from her soaked mound; there was already a warm trail that had been dripping onto her fur since the beginning.

Tentatively, she stuck out her tongue and licked right where the winking clit was. It popped out, giving her tongue a little push as soon as she did. “Mmm… there we go,” her clone moaned in delight.

Essence kept licking that spot, trying to copy what her clone had done earlier and immediately hearing some pleasure-filled murmurs. She was doing a good job! Essence’s heart fluttered every time she heard those soft squeaks of delight and the deep vibrations getting moaned back into her.

She never thought her embarrassing request would have turned into this, but it was well worth it. The flavourful taste from the plentiful juices was so new, and kind of addicting. She moved all around, trying to lick against the sides of her entrance and even trying to poke in a little bit, until her muzzle was trying to squeeze in. When the clone found something that made her squirm in delight, she tried doing the same; if she liked it, then her clone would probably love it too!

The soft coos of delight, wet laps and slurps filled the room. Their sounds getting more intense and urgent as it went on. She could feel that tingle in her belly starting to tighten.

“Dinner!”

Essence was so close to that peak, pressing herself into the clone’s mouth to try and get a little bit more to push her over the edge. Her thighs tightened around the filly’s head, desperately trying to pull her in closer.

Her ears flicked as she heard hoofsteps coming up the stairs. In her lust-drunk state she could barely remember that someone said something from elsewhere in the house… calling about dinner. Her eyes widened.

“Get off!” she said whispered harshly, trying to shove the clone off from her. Reluctantly, the clone slid off as Essence jumped up in a panic and pointed at the closet. “H-hide!”

The clone didn’t move from her spot, only smirking playfully as she sat there. “Why?”

The hoofsteps were close and there wasn’t any time to argue. The doorknob turned as Essence hid behind the door, sitting there staring at the clone while her mother walked in.

“O-oh... you’re, uh… reading,” she said, looking at the book that hopefully wasn’t still on the marehood picture.

“Mmhmm, and I was just at the best part,” her clone said.

She could hear her mother take a deep breath and sigh. “Well come on now, dinner’s ready. You can uh… finish reading later.”

The clone started to get up and trot to the door. “Oh perfect. What’s for dinner?”

“Pasta.”

“You know, I was thinking we could have something else,” the clone said as just before closing the door. “I’d really like you for dinner.”

The hoofsteps started to fade away down the stairs. She could hear them talking again for a few moments, but couldn’t make out what they said now that they were too far away and talking in hushed tones.

“Oh no, this is bad!” she said pacing around the room, glancing at the book showing that detailed marehood in all its glory. “Oh no, this is real bad!”

The picture alone was probably worth a grounding, and who knows what her horny clone would get up to! She’d probably be grounded for the whole year if her mother caught her clone looking under her tail. And it wasn’t like she could rush down there and stop her, then her mother would really know something was up.

“Gaaaahhh!” she groaned as she closed the book and paced around the room, hoping for an answer to come. She plopped down on the bed, staring at the clock. How long did it take to eat dinner? Ten minutes? Probably faster if the clone was really hurrying. But… she didn’t look to have the same urgency at all. The clone looked relaxed during the whole thing!

She wished for it to just go away.

Her eyes lit up at that idea.

She could wish it away!

“Where is it… where is it?” she muttered, looking over the selfcest chapter, pouring over the details again to see how it would leave. There wasn’t any information about making it leave, but on closer inspection she did see that she could turn it into the opposite gender with a few switched symbols if she wanted too. Why she’d want to summon a colt, she had no idea, but at least the option was there.

She grumbled as she looked through the previous chapters, trying to find the answer she was desperate for. There was something in here that made this all go away, she was sure of it; sunrise was one that she vaguely remembered.

The clock almost taunted her for every minute that passed, each one being another year that was probably getting added to her grounding. The first chapter was one of the last that she looked at, but after skimming the page she caught the symbols to her salvation. Those were the ones!

She lit her horn up as fast as she could manage, but her heart was thumping so hard it made it difficult to concentrate. The spell slipped a few times, but finally she caught hold of it and looked around for a good spot to put it. “Uhh…” she glanced down at her privates and threw the spell there.

She couldn’t tell if it worked or not, but she grabbed the spell again and sent one at the mirror just in case.

Did that work?

She stopped to listen.

There wasn’t any obvious she could hear.

No sounds of fire or things exploding… maybe everything was fine?

Slowly, she got up to check, taking the book with her just in case she needed it again. The door creaked when she tried opening it slowly. Sneaking down the stairs she could hear a soft giggling coming from the kitchen, and as she got closer the smell of the alferdo spinach pasta wasn’t the only thing she could smell. There was the faint hint of sweat and citrus… and she was pretty sure she knew why.

The spell had failed.

“Mmm~” her mom squealed in delight as Essence looked around the corner, only two find them in a familiar position: the clone laid on top of her mom’s belly with her muzzle stuffed practically inside her mother’s marehood. She could barely see her mother’s face underneath her clone’s purple tail, but it was obvious what she was doing… and how much she was enjoying it.

Essence couldn’t help but stare at the sight, watching how her mother pressed into her clone’s backside, squeezing down on those flanks and pressing them in for a deeper kiss. Shaking her head she quickly remembered why she was here.

Opening up the book she grabbed at the spell again, sending it at the clone to stop all of this madness.

But nothing happened.

The sounds of sex still rang out in front of her no matter how many times she tried casting it and flinging it to anything she could think of.

She read the description over again, and practically facehoofed… right… she needed to climax first.

That was easy… she had done it a few times already so she knew what was required. Just a hoof down there and she’d be on her way.

She pressed into her folds quickly, rubbing around against her lips, trying to build up the feelings once more. Though, as she focused on her fillyhood, the scene in front of her started to catch her eye. It was easy to see what the clone was doing to Mom’s much fuller marehood; those lips being a darker shade from her usual pink fur. But the idea of what Mom was doing under the clone’s tale was enticing on its own; imagining how it would feel to have Mom gripping on her flanks, pressing her in tight like that.

Her hoof rubbed hard on her clit before sliding down and poking in a little with the tip of her hoof, imagining a tongue sliding in. After everything in her room and now this, that feeling inside her was coming quickly and the edge was fast approaching.

“R-right there~!” her mother shouted out desperately. “J-just a little bit more!”

That did it.

Essence stared right at the two as her hoof jerked on her fillyhood when she finally went over the edge; the sounds only fuelling intensity of her finish. She held in the squeaks that threatened to come out, determined not to make a peep during the whole thing.

Huffing hard she looked back over to the book, she was barely off of the ride but tried casting the spell anyways, sending it over to her clone.

“I’m there…I’m there! I’m-“ her mother breathlessly called out, until the clone started to fade out of existence, like she was never there to begin with. “I’m! I’m! ...I’m?” her voice petered off into confused muttering as she opened her eyes. Her muzzle was absolutely soaked in juices, and her mouth twitched as she tried to make sense of it all.

Essence eyes widened again as her mother noticed her sitting there, with her hoof practically stuck to her crotch while was still going in slow circles.

“Essence?!” she blurted out in a mix of confusion, frustration, and arousal.

“Eep!” the filly squeaked as she scrambled to her hooves, grabbing the book and clambered up the stairs as fast as she could.

It wasn’t until she got into her room, closed the door and hid the book in her nightstand that she started to slow down. She lied down on her bed, staring at the ceiling wondering if she could fall asleep now, even if the evening sun was still up. But now that she could actually stop for a few moments, there was a different feeling in her tummy.

Her stomach growled out, reminding her of the dinner that was probably getting cold in the kitchen right about now. Her hooves felt heavy, but she had to get up, had to eat dinner and had to see her mother. She imagined what was going to happen as soon as she started walking down the stairs, eyes were starting to well up, knowing that she was in trouble for sure.

“M-mommy,” she sniffed as she rounded the corner into the kitchen… but no one was there.

Only two plates of fettuccini on the dinner table and the aftermath of a cooking session were around. Hesitantly, she wandered over to the table and sat down, expecting her mother to show up at any moment to at least join her, but after being halfway done she realized that might not be happening, and oddly enough there was a faint sound she could hear.

Her ears flicked, trying to hear it better. It was a faint buzzing sound, and it was coming from Mom’s room. She could only imagine what her mother was doing… but at least she got her reading in for today.