Mental Re-Make

In an abandoned town with a mere two rows of houses, only one house showed signs of life. The closed curtains on the second floor of this house let a few small streaks of light pepper the bedroom inside, faintly lighting the lilac coat and heliotrope mane of the unicorn who lay in the darkly-themed room, seething in her reminiscence.

“How dare she...” Starlight Glimmer muttered, shaking slightly and breathing heavily with rage. “How dare she,” She repeated, her volume picking up as she recalled that one day where she lost everything she had been building up to for so long, and all to a bunch of peppy losers led by an obsessive nerd. “How dare she impress her values onto my society and brainwash them into her beliefs!” She shouted as she shot up, her blazing fury forcing her to move and hop onto the floor, stomping around in a circle with the inability to control her energy. “WHAT GIVES HER THE RIGHT?!!” She roared, stamping her forehooves with enough power to slightly shake the furniture.

“She thinks that friendship bullshit is going to save the world, huh?” The mare asked in anger and disbelief. “She sees the world as that black and white; who the fuck thought it was a good idea to make her a princess?!” She yelled, the rage at that oh-so-happy purple alicorn having not subsided in the slightest since the day before.

“Probably the other princesses; they’re the only ones that know how...” She grumbled, looking down while pacing with heavy hooves, leading her to scoff and continue, “...and of course they’d only encourage the elites to jerk each other off while the rest of us fucking suffer!”

The magically-inclined unicorn stopped and looked to the window as she thought further on the rest of the world, or rather, how that stupid princess would make it all worse. “That the only way you know how to use your power?” She sneered, “Be a superhero who causes so much chaos and doesn’t give a shit about what happens below her?” She let out a mix between a scoff and a sigh and continued, “If I had that much power, I’d actually fucking care about the little ponies and try to make sure that they don’t fucking suffer!” She stomped the floor again, then paced for a few more seconds before sighing exhaustedly and trotting to her bed to rest her tired, pace-worn hooves.

“Unfortunately, that’s never going to happen...” Starlight mumbled while laying on her barrel and shoving her muzzle into her pillow. “Cause the elites are only going to care about elites...” She sighed in exasperation, pausing in her thoughts for some time until a smirk grew on her face. “Unless I make them care... by controlling them...”

She started chuckling maliciously, and spun onto her back to face the ceiling. “If I managed to have her under under my control; all of that power under my control... That could make everyone else realize believe the truth!” She started ranting, words spilling from her mouth as her mind with wild with ideas. “That mare could be a pariah, leading others to come to us, and when she’s here, she could help stop them from how unimportant everything else is! She could help me...” Her thoughts went even more out of control with ideas of how useful having her, rolling through a day’s activities to see how much an alicorn under her control would help: She could help the truth spread and her village expand, making everypony happy when their not separated by their differences and ‘destinies’ in the early hours, she could help keep everypony from becoming delusional and trying to leave and the later hours, and in the later later hours...

The lilac mare gasped faintly in surprise and blushed in embarrassment at her own thoughts, but, no matter what, she couldn’t get that idea out of her head. That pleasing, enrapturing, lewd idea of using a literal Princess to sate her desires- it stuck in her mind, making her imagine all of what could be done with it. All the positions, the spells, the sounds, and the scents- oh Faust, the scents!

Starlight always had a thing for scents, and so when she dreamed of having sex with Celestia (as everypony had at least once), she imagined the most raunchy, powerful, and blazing smell of the Solar mare’s musk that would waft into her nostrils like a flame and burn into her mind, exploding her with pleasure at an incredible power while scorching a mark into her memories, never to be forgotten.

She also had to wash her sheets after that particular dream.

And so, when her mind went to that area again with those things involved, she felt the fire coming through her memories, kindling her loins and making her lower lips twitch with need. Getting so sidetracked so quickly made the pony blush heavily, but the flame within her still forced lustful exhales from her mouth. And when she remembered why she was thinking of the princesses in the first place...

“HNNNGG!!” Starlight moaned with a clenched-shut muzzle as her pussy became inflamed and started leaking fluids, her hind legs pressing together to try to smother the torturous blaze in her loins, yet it only made it all the worse. She let out a shuddering breath while turning onto her side, her body shivering with a need for that burning pleasure that her mind attempted to reject out of denial.

“N-no, I...” The mare started, but devolved into lustful pants that she attempted to reason with. ‘I-I don’t think of them that way,’ She said in her mind, though her torrid loins said differently. ‘I don’t think of their stupid bodies and long limbs, their perfectly soft coats and the soft flowers under their tails, or their long, huge horns that have so much power that can fuck me senseless when I have them under my hoof!’ She mentally yelled, but she quickly caught onto her words and the drenched lips between her thighs, making her groan in an unintelligible mix of frustration of pleasure as she shoved her face into the pillow again.

“I-I don’t w-want to fuck t-them,” The denying pony begun in incredibly aroused stutters, “A-and their big flanks, their s-strong limbs, and their HUGE FAT PUSSIES THAT SMELL SO GOOD AND- GAH!” She rented with increasing volume, turning into screaming until she cut herself when she realized her sex was creaming. She flipped onto her back and shouted in lustful frustration, “SWEET FAUST, YES I WANT TO FUCK THEM!!” A small orgasm rocked through her body when she said that, a sudden moan cutting off her further words as she shot up while her forehooves shot down into the frothing mess wetting the bed between her legs.

Starlight’s vociferous moans constantly battered the air as she ferociously rubbed at her pussy, her hooves working in tandem to press into and chafe along each of her lower lips, splattering fluids across her bed sheets and inner thighs. She felt a pressure rising within her, the harsh ministrations burning into her, making the tension in her loins grow tighter and hotter.

The lilac mare’s mind was awash in images of the deviant acts she so wished to perform with the Princesses; bending them to her will, making them obey her every command while insulting and demoralizing them like a common house pet. The lewd encounters that were brought forth out of those situations were so warm and wet, filled with the most intense musk imaginable while the harsh rutting at its source blazed her sex yet further in a mix of pleasure and pain.

Such actions soon made the unicorn scream out in ecstasy, her snatch erupting fluids in a gossamer waterfall with her hooves still smacking and rubbing away, her body shaking wildly as her mind was launched into an ocean of bliss. Time had no consequence is this sweltering realm, for the blaze that suffused her body drowned her thoughts and suffocated her senses, leaving hot, torrential pleasure as the only thing she could feel.

In some time she did come down though, her exhausted body falling backwards and resting upon the warm and wetted covers, her sore hooves leaving her sorer sex to land at her sides. She huffed and puffed as her mind slowly returned from rapture, the sauna-like bliss fading from her thoughts, letting them pick back up upon her surroundings; notably, the jizz her rump was squishing into.

A light gasp escaped Starlight’s lips as she noticed, though it turned into an exasperated sigh as she figured that yet again she would have to wash her sheets. Such was always the case around her Princess-related fantasies, no matter how much she wished it weren’t the case.

She sighed once more and asked herself, “Why do they have to be so sexy?” She hated the ideologies and mindsets of the Princesses–they only care about the friendship and happiness in their little bubble–but she couldn’t deny the appeal of their bodies. Their huge and powerful bodies, with strong and slender legs and thick, jiggly flanks; it was enough to drive anypony crazy, especially herself.

The periwinkle mare shuddered again and kept on her thoughts for a moment before realizing why she did so. “Oh no,” She muttered, then pushed herself up to see that, yes, she was indeed wet again. “Oh... da-amn it...” She said with wistful irritation, broken though by her lustful shivering.

Starlight turned to lay on her front, raising her rump in the air and this time flaring her aqua magic and grasping her labia with it, an aroused gasp leaving her before her she started running the magic along her lips in long, slow waves. She shoved her muzzle into her pillow to muffle her moans while she conjured up her imagination, fantasizing about the royal mares who enraptured her so.

In her mind, the unicorn lay on the expansive bed of Princess Celestia herself, whom was lapping thirstily at the dreamer’s snatch. She slurped and gulped loudly at the salacious fluids that poured from it, her hot and slippery tongue lathering the pink pussy with saliva while lightly grazing the insides, tickling the nerves there in the most pleasurable of ways.

“Mm! Mm-mh!” The pony moaned into her pillow, her hips jerking back and forth from the imagined and real pleasure as both sources worked in tandem to pleasure their master further. Musky fluids leaked from her sex, splattering onto the sheets as heat and tension rose within once more.

Starlight soon took her cyan aura and stretched it out, pushing into her depths in a serpentine motion, her mind imagining Celestia’s tongue doing the same. She felt the heat pressing around within her snatch, slithering about while slurping up the fluids that were pushed out, burgeoning the humid blaze that suffocated her.

The pressure within the lilac mare’s loins continued to rise, forcing moans from her mouth as the rubbing, writhing flame within in her sex tickled her in all the right ways, flooding such bliss into her mind that her body began to shiver and her magic started to waver. She would not have her pleasure lost though, so she furthered her magic to make several long and hot masses writhing about in her depths, the fantasy she thought it as becoming several tentacle-like tongues that lapped all around her tunnel.

The unicorn’s muzzle was forced open to let unintelligible moans escape amidst hot, heaving breaths and wet, splattering slobber, the work on her pussy removing any capability for keeping herself together. The heat tightened in her loins even more, becoming almost painful with its scorching pleasure, pressing her onto the cliff’s edge of sanity, though she needed just a bit more to shove off into the sea of orgasm.

That little bit came when the real magic and fantasized tongues pushed outward, stretching her love tunnel out in a blazing mix of agony and ecstasy that finally broke the dam holding back the flood of pleasure, which quickly drowned her mind. A gurgling shriek begun, though did not finish as its progenitor’s voice broke with the overwhelming sensations, her sex splurting voluminous amounts of marecum and her horn sparked and blasted arcane firecrackers around her room with enough power to fill it with flashes of white and blue and loud crackles of shattered air.

Starlight’s sense were nullified even more than the previous orgasm, bringing her to the brink of unconsciousness; such was the power of those Princess-related fantasies. The humid blaze of pleasure was the only thing she felt, suffusing her entire being evenly while keeping the flow of time and the surroundings in space an utter unknown to her. Yet, in reality, space and time did still exist, so the orgasming mare continued to so do through the latter while her horn left several scorch marks around the room from its blasting in the former.

The blissful realm soon gave way to an empty void, the lilac mare finally coming down from her high to thump onto her sheets, just laying there in the limbo between cognizance and sleep. She did eventually fully wake, a long inhale followed by her eyes opening to see the pillow her muzzle was pressed into, and had slobbered all over. A quick gasp escaped her and she started to push up with her forehooves, though she stopped when she felt the puddle of jizz her hips were laying in.

The mare sighed in exasperation, heaving breaths of exhaustion following it as she lay back down in her fluids, her mind slowly treading back to think upon its past thoughts. “Why do you have to be like this, Starlight?” She asked herself in a tired mutter, “Why do you have to love their bodies so much while you hate their minds?” She sighed and glowered at her brain, bewildered by how inconsistent it was.

“Well,” Starlight started after some time, “At least this plan will solve that.” She thought back upon that plan to control those mare whom she felt unworthy of their power, and chuckled maliciously. “They won’t be a problem any more; they’ll be too busy serving me!” She laughed again before continuing wistfully, “All that power under my righteous control...” She bathed in that thought, that lovely thought of total success and getting everything she deserved, making the Princesses bow to her…

A tingle in her loins shot her eyes wide open– she knew why that was. She tried to suppress it, but it did not go away, no matter how much she tried to think on other things.

“Oh... Faust damn it,” She said before going off to finish herself yet again.