Normally calm and collected, the radiant Princess Celestia found her heart racing that night, for she knew what lie ahead for her. But this was no monumental task or great evil that was in store for her that made her heart pound, but a night of wonderful self indulgence. The equally illustrious Princess Luna had just began her watch of the night, leaving Celestia responsibility free for the remainder of the evening, just how she wanted it. She kept her bedroom doors shut tonight, and specifically told her guards standing post outside not to bother her tonight, which they dutifully obey.
Celestia had even dressed herself for the occasion, dawning beautiful white lingerie with intricately stitched patterns and detailing. The lingerie in question was a bra and pantie combo with a garter belt. This "clothing" hugged every voluptuous curve of the Princess's body with enthusiasm. Many have joked about the Princess' rear, but in truth, she was proud of it's size. Her beautiful ass screamed to be released from its panty prison as it was obvious the lingerie was much too small for it. Directly under her ass an incredibly intricate bra squeezed her swollen breasts. Perhaps it was her age or her role as a motherly figure, but her hormones had always been generous with her body, granting her beautifully large breasts that could barely be contained between her legs. Lastly her hungry mare-hood had already soaked the the flesh tight panties trying to contain it. Every inch of her winking pussy and anus was firmly pressed against her panties pathetically attempting to hide them. Though she would not admit it, Celestia smugly knew that she was the apex of fertility, the mare every stallion desires to breed with. However tonight, a different kind of pleasure would satiate her hunger.
This was not entirely new territory for the experienced matriarch, the concept of traveling to other planes of existence and realms was a fact of matter for her. In her studies of magic, she was able to find a portal leading to a world inhabited mostly by bipedal apes, something she had known of only once before. Tonight Celestia would use this realm to satiate her most carnal desire to dominate and rule, a desire that is normally well suppressed in her daily line of work. In her mind there existed a slight tinge of guilt, normally she wouldn't harm a fly and only fought to protect Equestria. She pondered how she might feel taking those first steps, would she feel guilty or remorse, or would her mind be wrapped with glee with the power she held? It mattered not, for she was already committed to the experience and was ready to discover something about herself. Normally the creatures of this world were roughly the same size as her, but she had no desire to be their equals, both on a physical and mental level. No, she would be their Goddess.
Her royal majesty would employ a myriad of magical spells tonight to enhance the high of being a true Goddess. One of these spells would grow her to enormous size while in their world, she wanted to lord over them in spectacular fashion and dominate. Waves of disgust of violence and passion flooded her mind the more she thought about it. Her enormous flank shuddered and her mare-hood was already becoming greedily wet with anticipation of the violence that would ensue. Her beautifully plump nipples on her crotch-tits joined the body wide chorus of excitement by stiffening ever so slightly. Her breathing accelerated as her heart kept its rapid pace, there was no going back now.
Celestia empowered her horn to levitate the fruits of her labor and studies, a magical scroll wound tightly containing all the runes and glyphs required to realize her dark power fantasy. All she needed to do was empower it with her near limitless arcane energy and the rest would be taken care of. The scroll had two effects, it would bridge the gap between her world and the soon to be doomed one, and it would enlarge her to the Goddess size stature she rightfully deserved. Unfurling the scroll in front of her revealed the spells inner machinations.
Preparing herself to cross this great barrier, she took a deep breath, and began to channel magic into the scroll. Yellow specks of magical energy imbued her prominent horn and began siphoning a stream of golden arcane magic into the paper. The inscribed runes and glyphs worked quickly, bursting to life and leaping from their paper prison into the air. Swirling in front of Celestia, they began to form the framework of the portal which burst into existence once fully constructed. It was done.
Celestia gazed at the portal, a crossing between worlds in both a literal and metaphorical sense. In her heart she knew what she was about to do was wrong, evil, and cruel. Her concept of morals wasn't gone, but the primal desire to dominate and the feeling of God-hood wielded in the name of absolute pleasure was overpoweringly delicious. Celestia was a kind and loving ruler to her ponies, but now she would become an embodiment of evil upon this unfortunate doomed world. Once she went through this portal, there was no going back, but it was already too late. Her mare-hood nagged her on, it demanded a satisfaction that could not be satiated by the member of a stallion, but only by absolute domination.
I'm sorry...
The Goddess' last shred of decency squeaked out before she stepped forward into the portal, her last words before she abandoned the leader she was and became the Goddess she was destined to be. Glowing golden magic enveloped her body as she was swallowed by a blinding light, she breathed one last sigh as her new playground opened up before her.
The humans on Earth had only a brief warning of their impending doom. It was an otherwise normal day in their metropolis, the name of which would not matter to the oncoming Goddess. To the humans, the herald of their demise came in the form of a massive golden portal opening squarely in the middle of their city, nearly 500 feet high. When the portal bloomed into existence it had at least the decent to center itself on the roadway, but that was the only decent part of this grand entrance.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOM
The shockwave of the portal opening sent rifts of untamed wild magic coursing through the streets of the city, shattering almost all glass in the nearby vicinity just by the sound alone. The sides of the portal not centered on the street way were no less graceful. Slicing through the building the portal obliterated anything it touched. Those unfortunate enough to be standing near the portal as it opened immediately burst into a cloud of red that stained the ground. This was from a combination from the near nuclear level of sound being omitted by the portal's opening and the flood of wild magic surging through their bodies. Those lucky enough to survive the initial opening found their ears deafened, and their vision blocked as a flood of debris from shattered buildings and dust came rushing down towards them. Many were crushed under falling debris, some were crushed by cars that were flung like pebbles towards them. Others became streaks of blood along the road and gooey splatters against still standing structures as the shockwave launched them at near speed of sound velocities. Thousands were killed in an instant, many more were injured, all this death and destruction and their soon to be ruler hadn't even arrived yet. Unbeknownst to those lucky enough to live, they'll soon be wishing they died in the initial arrival.
Deaths: 6,283
Celestia's Size: N/A
What followed was a brief calm before the storm, though both calm and storm were massive understatements. The entire vicinity of the portal was blanketed in rubble and dust, save for directly on the portal which became a metaphorical eye of the storm. The only things left near the portal were hundreds of stains of blood splattered all across the street, and whatever lumpy masses of organs managed to stay in tact. Further away buildings slowly feeling the initial impact and having their infrastructure shaken began to unceremoniously collapse. Base foundations gave out as entire skyscrapers began to tilt slightly and come down crashing violently. Those inside of these buildings lucky enough to not be immediately pierced by rebar or crushed under pillars had their bones crushed and bodies buried under a mountain of ruble. At least 20 skyscrapers in the radius of the portal collapsed in a similar fashion, only the shorter and strongest structures managed to stand against the Goddess's herald, though their pathetic resistance would soon be snuffed out.
Car horns blared all across the city and the ever present sound of collapsing structures surrounded those who remained in the streets. A choir of screams accompanied the destruction, children crying, loved ones calling out each other's names. The hazy brown cloud of smoke and dust that now engulfed the streets made it almost impossible to see what was going on. Many who had their ear drums blown out had no warning, visually or audibly as to the structures that were slowing collapsing on top of them. Those much farther away from the epicenter of destruction only felt a singular rumble, easily mistaken for the start of an Earthquake. Little did anyone know that their true destruction was only about to arrive.
Deaths: 22,810
Celestia's Size: 450 Feet
Unshyly as her entrance, the first sign of humanity's new goddess came in the form of a bleach white horse muzzle approximately 450 above the ground. Following her face came a sound that humanity would hear often, and learn to fear.
CRUUUUNCH
Her golden dressed hoof came speeding out of the portal and took its' first step into its' new playground. While for Celestia this was a mere step, due to her size every little thing she did had catastrophic effects. To humans on the ground her thousand ton hoof moves at nearly 100 mph. Air compressing around her body makes a distinctive wooshing sound with every little movement, which is especially prominent with her hoof steps. Pavement beneath her hoof rightfully surrenders itself to the mass of humanity's new Goddess, just as all of humankind soon would. Cracks spark outward from her hoof like lightning bolts and the entire ground shakes in fear.
Celestia takes a few more steps to fully reveal herself to her new toys, her steps creating a steady rhythm of,
CRUUUNCH
WOOOOOOSH
CRUUUNCH
WOOOOOOSH
When her child-bearing rear enters through the portal it is met with the briefest of resistance by the skeleton of the skyscrapers still standing defiantly next to the portal. Her divine ass effortlessly crashes into the rebellious structures, knocking them both to their right place. Celestia, high on the feeling of what is to come doesn't even realized she's toppled two monuments to human ingenuity with just the briefest stroke of her flank.
In an infinitely more civil fashion than when it arrived, the gateway between worlds collapses in on itself behind her as she has fully crossed over. Knowing the spell to reopen the portal, Celestia is unconcerned by this and continues her initial investigation of the area. Flooded by a wave of emotions, visual, and audible stimuli, she has a sort of neutral expression as she focuses on taking everything in. Firstly she looks across the landscape, and confirms that the portal landed her exactly where she wanted to be, a densely populated human hive. It has some similarities to her own cities in Equestria but lacks the organic flow and colors of their architecture. There are nearby skyscrapers slightly taller than her, but she wasn't concerned with them yet, she wanted to savor every step of her ascension to God-hood. She notes the buildings nearby that are still collapsing and the smoke they are vomiting into the network of streets.
She would spend much of her time here looking down on humanity, and wasted no time checking the path beneath her. Seeing little dots of red splattered across the ground she knew what it was. She had killed people.. In her head she began working out the moral conclusions of her actions, vainly searching for any sign of remorse or regret. She took lives, living things died because of her. Looking back up across the tops of remaining structures, seeing the destruction her arrival had sowed, hearing the collapsing of these bugs' civilization, the only thing she could manage to do was grin. Celestia empowered her horn once more and cast spell that would enhance her hearing immensely in the hopes of intensifying this sudden rush of pleasure. What was an inaudible squeak before now grew into a harmony of screams as she could now hear the nearby humans. Beyond the ability to hear the tiny bugs, she could focus in on any one thing now. She picked through voice after voice, bathing in their terror.
This was it, this was the feeling she was searching for, that forbidden high of pleasure rooted purely in the obvious display of another living thing's inferiority. Her mere entrance had decimated their homes, killed untold thousands, and made many question their very faith. The culmination of the sight of collapsing buildings and the cries of the tiny specks sent Celestia over the edge. She was a Goddess. Celestia chuffed,
Seriously? I haven't even done anything yet, are you really so small and pathetic you die before I even get here?
Through magical properties, her voice maintained its pitch with no loss of volume despite her massive size, and all nearby survivors with eardrums not blown out heard her feminine yet booming voice. It was difficult to source the voice as it seemed all encompassing, shaking the very bodies of those nearby survivors. Many who were just realizing what had happened miles away leaving their homes to look towards the pillars of smoke coming from the city could hear her crystal clear. From a distance the sight of the lingerie clad giant unicorn standing amidst the metropolis instilled a deep feeling of disbelief in everyone who saw it. To many still in the city but far enough away to avoid the initial destruction, Celestia remained hidden behind a myriad of defiantly standing skyscrapers. Though she would soon make her presence known.
CRUUUUUNCH
Another step forward as Celestia began her hunt, anyone close enough to the portal was killed immediately, but her advanced hearing allowed her to easily locate the panicked bugs. Not wanting to miss out on seeing their terrified expressions, Celestia charged up another spell as she walked a few blocks forward. This one would be to eliminate the dust that had permeated the streets below, giving all nearby humans one last good look at their new Goddess before she would decide how to dispose of them. It was only a few steps forward that brought her to the survivors and dust, but for the city was a few blocks.
Celestia savored every step she took now, the feeling of the ground giving out beneath her, the way nearby buildings shake in fear, and the screams of those feeling her immense power ask, to no point, "What's going on?!". Now more attentive of her surroundings she noticed a similarly standing structure that she almost passed by obliviously. This structure had also been stripped down to it's most basic form from the initial impact. Celestia wanted to test just how pathetic these human structures were and deliberately wiggled her titanic ass against the building. With just one effortless bump of her flank against it, the architecture surrendered itself, falling to its knees before her divine might. The Goddess giggled,
And your buildings crumble like paper, that's... kind of embarrassing?
Every little thing she did just reinforced in her mind that she was truly a Goddess. Still turned around and looking at the pile of ruble she had created she took note of the juxtaposition between her cute lingerie and the mass death she had caused. Celestia felt that being a Goddess meant being superior in every way, which includes sex appeal, which Celestia had in spades. This entire time her divine pussy had absolutely saturated her panties, winking furiously as if trying to break free. Likewise her breasts had grown slightly with desire, and her teats growing ever firmer by the second. She would give them their chance, but not yet, she wanted to savor this slowly...
The equine Goddess looked back towards where she knew her victims were, spell at the ready and giddy with excitement, she made her move. Casting her magical horn, an yellow glow swallowed the whole of the dust and debris, slowly fading it out of existence to reveal the scrambling panicked mess below. What was a desperate struggle for survivor took a new horrific turn as those lost in the destruction were granted a clear view of their new Goddess. In all directions, crawling out from under cars, digging loved ones out of rubble, and those just running for their lives, all could see her now.
Many humans stopped to stare and a mixture of existential horror a pure feeling of disconnection with reality settled in as they viewed the colossal white unicorn looming above them. The creature looked just like a horse, but with much more voluptuous proportions, and sporting a set of lacy white lingerie and a horn. Pure overstimulation froze the humans who in less than the span of a minute had their world torn apart and are now greeted by this massive mystical figure. The notion of whether or not the creature looking down at them was a savior or a tyrant hadn't even computed yet. For a moment, there was silence.
Celestia, on her part, had no idea what to say, after all what could she say? As a Goddess do the creatures below even deserve her voice? She briefly looked around feeling the gaze of all humans, behind her, in front of her, at her sides. A small hidden part of her conscience still screamed inside her that there was still time to make this right, that it didn't have to be this way. No, there was no going back, her body and mind ached for pleasure and satisfaction, and the lives of those lesser than her didn't matter. Celestia would do what she wanted, when she wanted it, giving herself completely to the passion at hand. It was time to set a precedent.
The Goddess offered no words, no warnings, knowing full well such gestures were pointless as the insects fate was already sealed. Celestia wanted to see how it would feel, to personally take a life, to set herself above all others, to become an object of worship.
WOOOOOOOOOSH
CRUUUUNCH
Celestia quickly lifted her hoof in front of her, deliberately aiming for a lone human who had stumbled over staring up at the Goddess. Tons of gold came crashing down upon them as they were immediately obliterated under her hoof. Her advanced hearing allowed her to catch the briefest final shriek of the insect, "NOOOOOOOOO!!!", before a very satisfying pop.
Mmmmm....
Celestia moaned, savoring the first of what would hopefully become uncountable number of stains beneath her hoof. She had finally done it. The amazing realization finally crept up on her, she didn't feel bad at all, after all these specks deserved to be beneath her hoof, it's where they belong after all! Celestia gave her hoof a twist, grinding her shoe deeper into the ground, the asphalt now deeply imprinted with the profile of her hoof. Suddenly the intense fear onlookers ought to have been feeling this whole time suddenly hit them as a wave of screams came over all who were watching. The Goddess cared not however, and lifted her hoof towards her to see the result. The soggy mushy remainder of a corpse remained stuck to her hoof as she lifted it towards her, but along with other debris came unstuck about half way and rained down onto the now frantic population below. A beautifully circular red stain had been painted onto her hoof, some remnants of bones and asphalt composed the more solid debris still stuck to her hoof.
Celestia giggled at the sight, that euphoric rush of power flooding her entire body once more and forcing a grin across the mare's muzzle. Setting her hoof back down causing yet another catastrophic effect on those running, causing many close by to fall over, the Goddess looked out towards her fleeing prey. She thought it only fit to inform the less-than-stains of what was going to happen, make no mistake this notion was not born of some sense of fairness or justice, rather simply stating things matter of factly. The Goddess bellowed her first commandment for all to hear with a voice humanity either would come to worship or fear.
Hello humans! My name is Princess Celestia. I am your new God. Seeing how pathetic your civilization is I have decided that you will become my new subjects. You may now come forth and worship me or be crushed for my pleasure!
Some scared souls paid the breifest of respect to their new ruler's demands by turning towards the towering spire of lust and power. Most however were easily reduced to their most basic survival instincts by just one crushing stomp of the Goddess, and continued their vain attempt to flee her wrath. Celestia expected this sort of response, and in truth it delighted her even further, like a cat chasing a mouse some sort of predatory instincts kicked in. The divine mare gave a small yet passionate lick of her lips as she committed to the start of humanity's massacre.
Author's Note
I'm trying to stay concise with the details that matter to the overall feel of the story, this is a taste of what is to come. My desire for writing switches on and off often so I may not get around to writing more. Again, if you don't like this sort of thing, I understand, it even feels weird to write, but in service of the fetish I believe it hits the mental level well enough. I'll definitely be including run of the mill macro themes like genital crushing and insertion and growth, but the gore and death and domination aspect will become more entwinned with those themes, so if you don't like it now I would stop.
