Infernal Passions

"They're returning to you." The specter noted. "They'll be ready, all you'll have to do is-"

"I've converted my fair share of sisters, thank you very much." Dominata snapped, staring at the two fallen bodies on the floor. Over the last few minutes she had watched them breathe in and out, but beyond that not much had happened. It was frankly boring to watch, but at least now things were going to get more interesting in a short moment.

Coming out of their stupors, Nocturna and Evenstar blinked blearily at the world around them, both of them already panting with desperate need. Dominata loved this part of the ritual. If there was one thing that kept her going, it was this.

Nocturna, likely not even realizing it, already had her tail flagging and her rump was steadily going up while her front half stayed on the ground. It was a delicious sight only equaled by Evenstar as the mare crawled closer and closer to Dominata, her tongue lulling out of her mouth.

Dominata remembered how intense her own ritual had been, not to mention what she had done immediately after. Egged on by her immense lust and ferocious libido, Dominata had caused a large swath of the countryside to become either pregnant or a father. The feral period of a succubus was always the most fun for all involved - and was usually what most ponies recalled as 'the myth of the succubi'. Raging orgies across the land and a sharp spike in birth rates followed by countless marriage ceremonies and even more divorces.

Stepping up to Evenstar, Dominata lifted the poor mare's head up with a hoof. "Are you ready, Evenstar?" She asked in a singsong voice. Evenstar only moaned and pressed her cheek into the hoof. Dominata giggled before looking over to Nocturna who was still head down ass up. "What about you, Nocturna, are you ready?" No response but a needy moan.

Dominata giggled at that, loving how depraved the spirits could make the ponies in such a short time. It subjugated the desires of the pony that once was in a way that not even the enthrallment process could match. Twilight and Luna would be reduced to afterthoughts at least for the next few centuries, and after that they ought still be so enthralled by the pleasure they had felt during their initial inhabitation that they wouldn't act against the spirits of lust.

Speaking of whom, Dominata could already see several spirits much like the one that had walked free of her at the beginning of the ritual circling about in the air. They all desperately wanted a chance at physicality again, but only two of them would be getting to enter the world of the living.

Turning her attention back to the ponies, she pulled Evenstar along by wrapping her leg around the alicorn's head. She finished by roughly throwing Evenstar behind Nocturna. A second later, Evenstar had her faced pressed deeply into the lifted ass, filling the air with the sounds of kissing, slurping, and all other manner of sloppy noises as she made love with both ass and pussy.

Dominata sniggered at the display before rolling her shoulders. Her part in the task was still on the table - and fortunately it was an enjoyable one for the lustful mare. Lowering herself, she hoisted up Evenstar's tail and placed her lips on the winking pussy.

Soon the room was filled with all the more moaning as the three mares enjoyed themselves. The sounds of their ecstasy echoed around the chamber, calling forth more and more spirits. All the while, the red glow brightened - casting the entire scene in an ever more ominous glow that washed over the passionate display of the mares.

Dominata, even while licking and teasing at Evenstar, could tell her spirit stood over her, effectively shouting that Dominata was already taken while giving ready access to the other two. It was good to know that you were loved, Dominata supposed. It also was nice that her spirit decided to put its tail to good use in fucking her pussy while she accomplished her part in the ritual.

A second later, she noticed that it seemed that her spirit was also somewhat hovering over Evenstar as well - not to the extent that it was over her, but it certainly seemed like it was trying to reserve Evenstar at the same time as Dominata. It was odd, but perhaps it was just the angle she was at playing tricks on her mind.

Steadily, the three of them grew closer and closer to release as the lights of the room grew brighter and brighter. Soon the room was bathed in such a bright red that it was as if the room was in a perpetual sunset. And as the sigils glowed more and more fiercely, the three mares found themselves reaching, and then passing beyond the edge.

All at once, they exploded in screams of orgasmic glee - and all at once the room broke into the shrieks of the orbiting spirits as the all descended upon the fallen ponies without a spirit already. Dominata felt her own spirit of lust descending upon her a second later, enveloping her with the familiar warmth of lust and power.

Opening her eyes once more in her fiery form, she looked on Evenstar and Nocturna. Already the excess spirits had banished themselves to the darker corners while the three shafts of light from above began to dully shine down once more. Slowly, the other two began to move, revealing their new and glorious forms.

Nocturna's mane was a blue flame that flickered and sparked with the light of the evening. Constellations formed and burst into stardust in her mane only to converge into new stars that would burst moments later, and all of it dancing in her blue flames.

Her wings were those of a vesper, and her eyes were a piercing blue that shone out with equal intensity to Dominata's red. Her flanks were still marked with the sigil of the succubi, but now glowed with the primal power, no longer a simple mark on a thrall's flank but the mark of a true succubus. Her tail too was glorious, and was capped with the same semi-phallic spade.

And then, a new feature to Dominata, set at the crown of the head was a third horn - one that shone black in the pale light of the hall. It rose up high, far higher than the alicorn's natural horn had.

Evenstar, however, was a different sort of glorious.

She had much the same situation in regards to the third horn that crowned her head, but after that it all differed. Her flowing mane was still as fiery as her sisters, but it glowed and shimmered with a menagerie of colors, like a rainbow of fire that crawled along the top of her head to the nape of her neck. The hues flowed and crashed into one another in a dazzling display that roared with much fiercer power than either Dominata or Nocturna's manes.

Her coat had shifted to a deeper purple, so dark that it was only a few shades awayfrom black, and had grown coarse - though resplendent with the shine of a well cared for coat. She was beautiful, and yet a terrifying presence all in one.

Her wings had changed, much as her sister's, but her tail... Her tail was not a singular tendril that led out from her rear, but instead a multitude. Seven tendrils flowed out from her, each waving independently in the air and each capped with the same ending as her sister's - though noticeably larger in her case.

And then there was the cutie mark - which glowed with a vibrant energy that far exceeded the brilliance of Nocturna or Dominata's mark. And her eyes... they were a pale yellow that seemed to search the deepest corner of the soul as it looked over you. All of it struck Dominata, and made her feel sick in more ways than one.

"Evenstar?" Fairweather asked, holding herself back from acting on the instincts that rose up in her mind.

"Evenstar..." the new succudus' voice rang out - taking the old pony's voice a giving it a sisnister, yet eminently regal, tone. "I beautiful name, Dominata, but I already have one. Or have you forgotten me?" The flame of many colors thrashed about as the stunning picture of a true succubus turned her head fully towards Dominata.

"I... I wish I could tell you, but I am not one to assume." Dominata insisted, fighting off the many urges that rose up in her - the many emotions that contested in the part of her that the spirit within had long since lost its hold over.

"My sweet Dominata." The succubus before her purred sympathetically. "I have returned." She said before straightening her posture, readying herself for a proclamation that Dominata both dreaded and couldn't wait for. "I am Regina - Evenstar no more."

"You see, Fairweather," Her spirit's voice rang out in her hindbrain, "now if you fail us, we won't mind. You've been so kind as to find your own replacement. So please, tell us again how much we need you and how much you can do without us." It said, its voice not hiding the growing smirk that it would've had.

Dominata nodded to the newly dubbed Regina. "Welcome home, and welcome to your new body." She let a smirk creep across her features despite the circumstances. "Are you ready?" Regina gave a glorious laugh, her tails swaying in delight.

"Oh, Dominata, I have been ready for over a thousand years!"

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