Fillyhood Nightmares

by Holocron

Rating: mature
Tags: Other, Porn, Sex, Spoiled Rich, Random, Diamond Tiara, Alternate Universe, Anthro, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
Length: 1005

Diamond Tiara talks to Princess Luna about a traumatic experience she had when she was young.

Diamond Tiara has done a lot of growing since she turned eighteen. Traveling around Equestria on the Twilight Friendship Scholarship, she had changed from the bratty filly to a kind and respectable mare. Here she was, a successful mare running a branch company under her father's corporation. But lately, her nights have been filled with endless nightmares. Despite Princess Luna's help, the mare isn't sure what this dream is. Thankfully, the Princess of Dreams can show her this dream's cause.
This is part of my 1K Challenge.
Sex Tab is there because it is implied but not shown.
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Published 2021-05-21 22:30:02 UTC
Last updated 2021-05-21 22:30:02 UTC

What did I see?!

"A-are you sure this will work?" Diamond Tiara asked Luna, the Princess seemed calm as she extended her fingers. Waving them, a strange circle twirled around her hand before it it swirled in front of the mare. "So...this will show me everything?"

"We believe so, yes." Princess Luna nodded, explaining the purpose of her spell. "Whatever is causing these nightmares must be connected to an experience you had when you were a filly. My spell will show things as they happened based off the memories you have provided."

"So what if it's not how it happened, but only how I remembered it?" Diamond asked, raising an eyebrow as she looked between the magical circle and the alicorn. "I thought memories were bias?"

"Normally, they are." Luna explained, crossing her arms a little. "You see, this memory has been pushed back into your subconscious where it has festered and now has sprouted within your dreams. Will what you see be bias, possibly, but it will grant some measure of insight at the very least."

"Fine, fine, let's just get this over with." Diamond huffed, turning to the circle. "I just want to know what this all means!"

Gazing into the magical circle, the two of them saw as the blur and swirls of dreaming mists slowly formed. Like ripples in a pool of cosmic water, the image came into view. It was Diamond's room, back when she was still a little filly. There was a strange sound coming from the door. It was faint, and yet she could still hear it clearly enough where she felt compelled to follow. Getting out of bed, the small filly slowly made her way to a large door. Given her short size, the door seemed so massive compared to her frame. But it did have a large keyhole, big enough for her to peer inside. Curiosity overwhelmed her concerns over the sound as she looked inside.

Once she looked within, she could scarcely make out a curved figure on a large couch. Squinting her eyes, Diamond's vision adjusted until she saw something that almost burned into her mind. It was Spoiled Rich, her mother, reclining on the large couch. Swirling around her was a somewhat thick plume of smoke that flowed from her long cigarette holder. But it was not the sight of her mother that seemed to scar her thoughts, but the fact she could clearly see her mother naked. Her breasts, a little sagging, yet seemed so massive compared to Diamond's developing bosom. She was not alone however, as the filly could clearly see a pair of large, strong, red arms reaching out from behind her mother.

"Mmm, you love playing with my breasts, don't you?" Spoiled moaned, her voice carrying over like a sweet nectar as she shivered at this mysterious stallion's touch. His hands ran slowly over from her collar, down over to her nipples. "My big, fat, milk filled udders?"

Though she couldn't tell who the stallion was, Diamond knew one thing for certain; that was not her father. Even through the thick smoke of her mother's cigarette, she could tell the arms were large and red, but his face was hidden behind her mother's. Diamond wanted to run, to hide under her covers and forget all of this. But she couldn't, her legs were fixed in place as she continued to watch what her mother was doing. She never really liked her mother, but she never would've dreamed Spoiled would even have an affair behind her father's back. But the more she looked, the more she heard as the mare continued to moan.

"You're hands are so rough." Spoiled moaned, the large hands groping her large chest, pinching and teasing her nipples as she let out her sweet cries. "Fuck, it's a good thing my breasts are so soft." The hands continued to squeeze against her breasts. Small beads of milk spilled out of her nipples as she moaned. "Mmm, fuck, it feels so good. Your hands feel so good, it's making me so wet." Turning her head back a little, she reached up to rub her hand along this stallion's cheek. "Are you going to fuck another foal in me stud?"

"Eeyup." The mysterious stallion said, the only word uttered from his throat as he leaned in to kiss Spoiled. Even as his face came into view, Diamond still couldn't make it out. It was obvious he was so much younger than her mother, and yet she could not help but feel he looked so familiar. But as she tried to contemplate that, Spoiled's eyes seemed to gaze at the door. Suddenly, Diamond's body tensed as she feels she's been discovered. But before anything else could happen, the memory shattered in a flash of pale light.

"So that was it?" Princess Luna asked, watching as the vision vanished. The circle stopped spinning, the magic dissipating. "We must confess, even we did not think such a thing was the cause. We do not know what to say."

"I-I-I don't know what to think." Diamond said, her voice trembling from the realization. She had heard that voice before, she knows she had, but can't put it together. Who was he? And what did Spoiled mean by "again"? "I-I need to talk to my mother about this."

"An fair choice." Princess Luna nodded, her horn igniting as the realm began to fade. "Good luck Diamond Tiara."

Waking from her rest, Diamond found her bed soaked in a cold sweat. Panting a little, she looked around for her phone, the device resting on her nightstand. Sighing a little, she unlocked her phone and searched her contacts for Spoiled Rich's number. It was not something she enjoyed doing, half the reason she moved out was because of this mare, but this had to be done. Letting out one more sigh as she swallowed the last of her courage, she typed out a text message to her mother. It read: "We need to talk."