Author's Note

A little introduction to the Immortal empire and the beautiful and powerful High Priestess Twilight Sparkle.

Sparkling Medley learns about the Immortal Empire, and the premise on which the entire kingdom lives. Could the whole of this version of Equestria really be one giant S&M paradise and utopia?

Chapter 1: Sparkling Revelations

Chapter 1: Sparkling Revelations

Twilight sparkle played lazily with the wand gripped between her slender fingers.

She laid in her comfortable overstuffed couch, naked, taking a break from wearing her usual attire of an oversexualized nun’s outfit. Her massive breasts lay nonchalantly just above her soft slightly plush tummy. Below that her nethers might have been exposed towards the mirror with Twilight’s open-legged resting position, they were instead blocked by a mare eagerly slurping and moaning between her legs.

Twilight flicked through the universes, idly fondling one of her mighty mammaries, the mirror in front of her showing a smattering of realities across the multi-verse. Though this particular mirror could do not to travel to them, a combination of ancient research from Starswirl the Bearded, the magical genius arrayed between herself, Starlight Glimmer, Starswirl himself, and of course, Princess Celestia, allowed the mirror to peruse anywhere and everywhere for possible future advocates for the Immortal Empire, and interesting potential future slaves, if they were willing…

The mirror stopped on an image that was mildly interesting to the hyper-sexualized high priestess.

A version of herself when she had been at Canterlot high was talking to another girl, pink skinned with black hair with purple highlights. Or was it purplish pink hair with black highlights? Hard to tell. This scene was not interesting in and of itself, as Twilight had seen 100… 1000 different versions of herself in all different forms, and the girl did not appear to be special in and of herself either, but what was most interesting was the fact that there seemed to be two of them.

They stood in the Canterlot High courtyard, laughing and giggling, and one of the pink girls flirtatiously pecking the dorky bespectacled Twilight while the other simply beamed.

The other one, the one not affectionately patting other Twilight's head, seemed to be leaving, she waved goodbye to the other two girls and proceeded away from them. Directly toward the statue situated in the center of the courtyard...

Twilight perked up. She was intimately familiar with that statue, a portal of sorts between the world of the high school and the pony world. Was that true in this universe?

The other pink girl passed straight through the base of the statue, leaving only ripples in its concrete form.

Twilight smirked to herself and fired off a rapid spell towards one of the mirrors in the room, hanging from the walls Like a collection of vanities.

Twilight reached between her plush thighs and idly hooked a thumb around the horn of the mare servicing her. Starlight Glimmer came up for air with a gasp, her mouth and dribbling with cum and licking her lips.

"Yesh mithtreth?" She said through her mouthful, allowing Twilight's cock to fall finally from her mouth, smacking wetly onto her hefty G-cup breasts.

"I think we've found a candidate. Clean me up and go get my vestments. I'll want to make this offer as enticing as possible!" Her eyes flicked over to the mirror which she had hit with her spell. A rosy pink form was beginning to coalesce in the silvery glass.

Sparkling Medley, known to her friends as ‘Sparkler’, waved goodbye to her counterpart and her girlfriend’s counterpart as she stepped through the portal. At first she passed easily through the stone… but instead of reappearing instantly out of the portal mirror and dropping onto her hooves to greet her version of Twilight… she felt for the briefest moment like she had lost track of time… She seemed to jerk awake to the feeling of floating in glass that felt like water…

After a second, she was released from the feeling and stumbled to the ground, gasping and disoriented. She knew something was wrong from the moment she could think again. For one, she was still human… or mostly human, she felt her horn and wings like her pony form, thankfully the clothing she had also been left with from the human world allowed for her wings to poke through the back of her blue jacket with a flaring collar. She also saw that she still had hands, but her feet were hooves, her tennis shoes having somehow disappeared in the trip. Next, she saw that she was not in the throne room of Twilight’s castle where she had thought she would end up. She got up to her hooves and looked around, brushing off her skirt and adjusting the big blue bow she wore.

“Where…where am I? This isn’t The Castle of Friendship.”

"Well... We are under it... you're close enough." Came a voice from a doorway.

Sparkler whirled around, and saw a sight that nearly made her drool openly onto the floor. Standing there, in the doorway, was…

“T-Twilight?”

It was another version of her marefriend and lover all right, though she stood a staggering seven and a half feet tall. She also possessed a voluptuous figure, a ‘balanced’ approach to assets and beauty. This version of Twilight Sparkle had a perfect heavily exaggerated hourglass shape without being too overbearing in either category. Fat, juicy, and slightly oblong basketball-sized S-cup tits accentuated by a thick and juicy chair-filling ass made for two equally attractive points of contact for Sparkling’s eyes, to say nothing of the equally full other parts of her body. To show off these assets more effectively, she wore nothing on her torso but a push-up bra and a fashionable dark purple garter belt which held up a pair of glittering star-spattered dark purple stockings that terminated in jet black horseshoes that clacked loudly on the stone floor of the mirror chamber. On her head, she wore what appeared to be a purple and white nun’s habit that concealed the top of her neatly cropped mane. Though no nun would have worn a silver necklace with a depiction of a heart that had both a stylized vagina in the center and a depiction of a cock piercing through it at an angle like a parody of cupid’s arrow. Also, as she strode, Twilight seemed to emit a constant field of magical energy from her extremities, perceptible as a faint lavender heat haze that shimmered from her horn and hands when she wasn’t particularly concentrating. Her eyes, accentuated by dark eyeshadow, along with her luscious lips coated in slightly darker purple than her coat, seemed fixed in a grin of confidence, eagerness, and arousal.

Anypony who known the shy, bookish, and sexually repressed unicorn Twilight Sparkle in any other world would have assumed that this goddess of magic and kinkiness striding confidently into the room had merely stolen her coat and mane colors in some sensual fashion statement of Juxtaposition.

"Correct, you knew me in your own world, and another, But I would conclude you haven't met one like ME."

Sparkler was confused. “L-like you?”

"Yes! Surely you are familiar with multiversal counterparts? You did just come from another universe of course!"

Twilight's stride, long and powerful, seemed as though it would crash directly through Sparkler as she got closer and closer. But with a loud and final clack of the shoes, she stopped a few paces away in front of her, and jutted a hip out to the side as she assumed a resting position, that side of her ass becoming more pronounced as the garter belt on that leg strained to contain its magnificence.

"But perhaps introductions are in order. My name is High Priestess Twilight Sparkle. And I am delighted at the opportunity to enlighten you about the beauty of my world, and how you can be a part of it."

She smirked confidently and peered down at Sparkling. "You will address me as High Priestess, or if you prefer, Mistress."

Sparkler raised an eyebrow. Ok, clearly this wasn’t her world.

“Uh. I’m sorry, you’re gonna have to explain. Because I was on track to reappear in MY world, with my Twilight greeting me with kisses and hugs, as you usually do with marefriends, before we went off to meet with our three kids. But instead of all that, I’m apparently in a world where Twilight is a high priestess? Just…what the fuck is going on around here? And how did I end up here vs where I was supposed to end up?”

"Cute. I could give you a hug and a kiss if you'd like. You'd have to do something for me afterwards though..."

Twilight's magic flared from her horn, and two round, low backed chairs adorned with several cushions appeared, one behind her, and the other in front of Sparkler.

"But if you wish for me to simply answer your questions, take a seat..."

Sparkler blushed at this Twilight’s offer, and deciding it was best to sit down. She did.

“Uhm…I hope I didn’t just offend you.”

The Twilight opposite her merely sat languidly in her chair, and adjusted her straining bra so that her mighty mammaries jiggled.

"Not at all... I merely offered to show you the love and affection of my world."

She sat with her legs casually crossed, her tail falling over the side of the round chair. She straightened her back, and began to speak, going into lecture mode that Sparkler was so familiar with, but now with the added benefit of tits easily twice as large as her head.

"As for your displacement, that was my doing. I witnessed you traveling between dimensions, very few beings engage in such adventures, or at least those that I have witnessed which, being over a thousand instances of reality, is woefully small to be considered a viable population size in the face of a theoretically infinite multi-verse, it is nonetheless more than many have witnessed. Your adventures between dimensions makes you more open to the possibilities presented by easily 75%, and you being an alicorn indicates to me that you are perhaps in a position to represent an authority figure, even if you are not one already. "

Sparkler bit her lip. “I’m not a Princess. I have chosen to keep myself separate from such matters. The most I’ll ever get to be Princess consort.”

Far from being disappointed, Twilight brightened.

"That is, in a way, even better! That you already can show such love for another would only enhance your credibility when spreading the Majesty of my Master’s creation, the Immortal Empire of Equestria."

Sparkler’s mind raced. Mainly with what the heck was going on here. Deciding she didn’t want to hear it, she stood up.

“Well, I’m sure it’s a fascinating story and I…guess I wish you the best of luck here. If you don’t mind, I’ll just be on my way now. Hehe…hehe…uh…”

She tried going through the mirror she had moved to, but it didn’t work, her muzzle bumped against solid glass.

“Uh…”

Twilight stood again as well, her ascent to her full height somehow missing the high arched ceiling above her, and her face fell.

"I'm sorry. Perhaps I was too forward. I can understand if my being similar to your lover is off-putting... but I do think you are the right person to help me. I live in a wonderful world, and I am looking to share it with others. Do you not desire to make everyone in your life blissfully, unabashedly happy?"

She paced forward, those globes of lavender bouncing lusciously in the ever so slightly too small bra.

"Do you not desire to be free from fear? And free to express your love however you desire?"

Sparkler tried to control her breathing. She gulped.

“Uhm…well…hang on a second!”

She realized something.

“I don’t know what this is, but I will tell you right now I will NOT help in the hostile takeover of my world! So, if that’s what you’re getting at then open this portal and let me leave. And know this. Our world’s defense system is formidable. So, think twice before launching an attack!”

Twilight raised her hand, and index finger pointed just a little above Sparklers head, and without changing expression from her look of sad pity. She flexed only the forefinger until it pointed down to the floor.

Instantaneously, every joint in Sparklers body seized, and her posture snapped to rigid attention as the magic enveloping her form stood her up as flat as a board, and then levitated her ever so slightly off of the ground, tilted ever so slightly back.

"Try to struggle..." Said Twilight. "I beg that you do so as hard as you can."

Sparkler’s eyes widened as she felt herself restrained in magic.

“What the, Hey!”

She tried to say

It was hard to talk when her jaw couldn't move

She tried moving her hands, no dice, she tried to thrash to her sides, didn’t work, and she tried lighting her horn and breaking through, but that didn’t work.

Each of her extremities felt as though they were shrink wrapped in plastic packaging with the total lack of wiggle room she had.

when she ignited her horn, she felt the magic flow into it, out of it, but she did not feel an iota of difference in how rigidly her horn was held in place.

But she could still hear her captor, who launched into her "I have, in my horn alone, more power than Tirek ever held in his entire body, even though he was once the size of a building."

She strode around Sparkler, the enchantment turning her to face her captor all the while

"I could, if I so desired, shatter any version of Equestria, alone... naked... and not receive a scratch."

Her eyes at least could still move, she looked over at Twilight, big mistake, the position Sparkler was in allowed her imagination to run wild with picturing such imagery of her conquest... with a couple of helpful visual aids...

"But I don't want to... I would NEVER... want to." Twilight continued.

She gestured again, and gently positioned Sparkler so that she stood on her hooves once again, dispelling the enchantment.

"The only thing I want, and the only thing my Master wants... is to end injustice, torment, and fear the ENTIRE universe. And along the way we wish to make everyone as fulfilled, driven, and beautiful in mind and body as it is possible for them to be..."

She sighed, and put her hands on her hips. "Do you still desire not to help me?"

Sparkler gulped. She glanced back at the mirror, and then back to Twilight.

“I’m willing to hear you out at least. Forgive me if I still don’t trust you yet. Seeing as how you just restrained me without my consent.”

Twilight looked shocked for a moment, as if she only just realized her mistake. She bowed her head in a nod. "The most I could possibly ask of you, and all I desired to begin with."

She paused. "I'm sorry about the restraints as well, I confess that my slaves have expressed to me that they enjoy such acts. And I guess I am rather used to exerting such power over them. Consent was given when I took them in as my servants you see."

Sparkler nodded. “So how about you just explain what the hell is going on in this world. Because something is clearly off about this whole place”

Twilight nodded again. "Come, we have much to discuss." She gestured towards the rounded couches again.

"That demonstration of my power was in and of itself a metaphor, that the Immortal Empire is immeasurably powerful, but that we desire to use that power only to benefit others, and not conquer. Does that make sense?"

Sparkler huffed and glared at this Twilight ‘High Preistess’ “In our world, such claims are made by evil creatures. And ALWAYS by quote unquote ‘Benevolent Empires’. Don’t think I missed the slaves part. I was being serious when I said I won’t help somepony conquer my world.”

Twilight looked downcast, but her head raised back up and stood proudly with determination. "Then it is time that I explained in full. Have a seat, and I will SHOW you that we mean you and your world no harm."

Sparkler took a seat again.

"Everything from the very foundation of the Empire to our very mission that I have embarked on at this very moment has been about allowing our citizens to be safe, fulfilled, and loved..."

She explained the central conceit of the empire's slavery, how the word ‘slave’ was sullied by other nations, and only in the safe and loving environment provided by the Empire was the word ‘slave’ a term of endearment, excitement, and surety of one's safety.

She described the Crystal heart, reinforced beyond the mere trinket it was before, now a humming engine that turned even the least pony in the Empire into a shining beacon of health, stamina, and clarity of mind, not to mention a certain degree of power based on one's position and prestige.

She described the Empire's classification of its citizens. It’s Rulers, Free Citizens, Slaves, and Pets. Roles chosen entirely by those participating in the great game that was the Empire's social structure. The rulers managing and guiding the Empire, it’s free citizens living in a beautiful post-scarcity society, slaves who desired to share in a deeper love, and pets who gave themselves over entirely to another as the ultimate expression of submission and love.

And so, Twilight explained the Immortal Empire. How it's citizens lived long, and blissful days filled with love, purpose, and sex. Lots of that. And how slaves, public acts of sex, and a power structure partially consisting of sexual dominance purveyed the Empire, though each citizen understood these acts to be part of a popularly accepted ongoing roleplay of sorts, with citizens choosing whether they wished to take part in the master/slave dynamics, or whether they chose instead to lead perfectly ordinary lives, albeit more filled with sex and more open relationships. Lastly, she explained that these sexual and loving energies were funneled through the crystal heart, and back into the bodies of its citizens, shared among all of them to promote a healthy and energetic existence, ultimately leading to every citizen of the Empire being immortal through this power.

"And so, we wish to spread this glorious power throughout the multi-verse! To share Master's love of creatures big and small. And to make everywhere as safe and kind and blissful as it is here." Twilight concluded.

Sparkler listened to Twilight, and her mind raced throughout the presentation. She stood up, brought a hand to her chin, and paced back and forth. Thinking.

“Ok. I heard you out. And at the risk of being rude. This all sounds crazy.”

She rounded on the amarezonian purple pony.

“You honestly expect me to believe that this whole thing is just one big role play? A game that is completely voluntary for everypony.”

"Why don't I show you?" Twilight countered confidently, completely unfazed.

Sparkler seemed taken aback by that. “And just how do you propose to do that?”

Twilight stood up too. "I believe that this Equestria is very similar to one you are familiar with, in terms of geography at least, pick a location of your choosing, one that I could not possibly have prepared beforehand, and I will teleport us there."

Sparkler was flummoxed at her confidence.

“If you’re anything like my Twilight, you prepared for everything.”

Twilight shook her head. "For once, I don't need to be... I need only to have faith that the kingdom my Master built is as wonderful as I can only struggle to describe."

Sparkler took a deep breath, and after a moment’s thought came up with something. “Tell me. Do the Elements of Harmony exist in this world?”

Twilight considered, "Do you refer to the magical artifacts or the ponies that wielded them?"

“Both actually.” Sparkler clarified.

Twilight giggled. "The ponies who wielded the power of the elements of Harmony do indeed exist. I am here after all! And my friends are as alive as they will be for the rest of eternity!"

Her face fell a little bit.

"The physical manifestations of the elements of harmony were destroyed in a battle with King Sombra before the establishment of the Empire. Out of curiosity why did you ask after the Elements?"

Sparkler smirked. “Because there’s only one pony you can count on that can possibly convince me that all this is legit. Applejack. The Element of honesty.”

Twilight clapped her hands delightedly.

"Of course! I believe we will be able to find her at Sweet Apple acres, predictably, tending to her cow-ponies and even sometimes harvesting her ever-regenerating apple trees!"

Sparkler blinked. “Cow ponies?”

"I told you about pets did I not? They are the most animalistic and lowest status of slaves in the Empire, and most people choose such a life for pet play scenarios, but also the simplistic ease of allowing somepony to pamper and take care of you, taken to the absolute limit! On top of that, they become enchanted in a such a way that the pleasures of life that they experience every day seem to them like they are experiencing them for the first time, allowing them to enjoy a blissful eternity, so there is some merit to being a pet!”

She stared wistfully off in the distance, but continued after a moment.

“But though they are cute and all, we do want to encourage them to contribute more than their love to the Empire as a whole, and Master playing with Celestia's fat tits and suckling on them during their worship services I think jump-started the Empire's love for fresh and delicious mare's milk!"

She put her fingers under her chin thoughtfully. "I think he's got a personal cow-pony now too!"

Sparkler was, admittedly confused. “Uh…let’s…just get to Sweet Apple Acres”

"Lets!" Twilight exclaimed before turning on her hoof, giving Sparkler a view of her voluptuous ass formed and supported by her garter belt straps. She snapped her fingers, a loud and powerful crack shot through the air as they both disappeared and instantly reappeared in front of the farmhouse of the Apple homestead.

Sparkler blinked. What the heck just happened? “What the, how did…don’t you need to be at least holding my hand to teleport me as well as you?”

Twilight turned behind her and smirked over her shoulder. "I can still hold your hand if you like? When we teleport next?" She said teasingly.

Sparkler blinked, and shook her head. “That’s the point! Whenever my Twilight needs to teleport more than herself she has to be in physical contact with that pony or object!”

Twilight raised an eyebrow in surprise. "Well, that could come down to two factors: Power or the localized laws of magic."

Her smile widened "We have established the raw power I possessed to a satisfactory degree perhaps?"

Sparkler huffed bitterly. “My Twilight can restrain me just as well as you did. Only she always asks for permission.” She glared up at Twilight pointedly.

“So, you’ve yet to show me something impressive. And something tells me it’s more the localized laws of magic that this falls under.”

Twilight nodded in agreement "My thought as well, I have always been able to teleport multiple objects without necessarily touching them, even when I was just a unicorn. So, it makes sense that there are inter-universal differences in the fundamental laws of magic."

Her face looked forlornly down at her. "Also, I did apologize for the restraining. I'm sorry that it still affects you so."

Sparkler huffed and crossed her arms. “If you had wanted to show that this world wasn’t some evil variant of mine, maybe you shouldn’t do stuff like that.”

There was an awkward pause as Sparkler glared off into the distance, and finally she broke the silence. “Let’s just go find Applejack.”

Twilight nodded and seemed to know purposely where she was going. She took an abrupt turn into the shaded orchard, following a well-worn trail.

Despite the sun being high in the sky, even on those parts of the path that the sunlight glared brightly on, the temperature was not hot, but other pleasant warmth that created neither stuffiness nor too much humidity. The apples on the large and healthy trees were plump and of and unusual size.

Twilight reached up casually to a high bough overlooking the path in snatched one, crunching on it idly. As Sparkler passed under it, she was amazed to see the stem bud, wilt, and a new fruit begin to slowly inflate into place of the one that was taken.

“So that’s what you meant by regenerating.”

Twilight polished off the Apple by swallowing the core.

"Yes, with the excess of the magic of love that empowers the Empire, it's produce is proportionally empowered, creating a lack of scarcity in most of the resources that the Empire could theoretically consume that are naturally grown."

“So, there’s no world hunger here?”

Twilight licked the apple juice from her lips "With the amount that we export to other nations? We are perhaps as close to ending world hunger as it is possible to be without all of the nations surrounding Equestria being part of the Empire... within the Empire itself? This is most certainly the case."

Sparkler had to admit, that was a nice aspect of this world.

“Ok so that’s nice I guess. Maybe this world isn’t ALL bad. This supposed game still doesn’t sit well with me though. There’s no way everypony is ok with this.”

Twilight shrugged "I could have taken you to a crowded population Center, where you would witness no less than half a dozen expressions of our culture of free love and trust exemplified in playful slavery within the first minute we were there!"

“But while they could’ve just been told to say this is good. It’s a universal fact that the Element of Honesty is the worst when it comes to lying.” Sparkler shot back with logic.

"Indeed… and of course we could have terrified the population into submitting to me the moment that they saw me, or they could all be mind-controlled, or perhaps this is all an illusion! Your doubts are certainly Justified, given the kinds of threats both of our versions of Equestria have faced in the past." Twilight acknowledged.

"But I agree with you, if anyone manages to overcome Applejack's will, then Equestria is truly lost!"

“Hence why I asked to see her. She’s your only hope of convincing me this isn’t just some evil being that’s taken over.”

"I believe wholeheartedly she will put you at ease!" Twilight beamed back at her.

Soon the pair had traveled decently far into the orchard, there was only a low rustling of a gentle breeze and the crunching of the path under their hooves for sound.

Eventually, Sparkler could see a clearing up ahead with a small hill of vibrant green (and frankly delicious looking) grass sloping up its center.

Suddenly, drifting on the breeze, there came a voice, small, timid, but not sounding as though it was in dire distress.

"I-it... it hurts a little mistress..."

In response, an equally soft voice could be heard, gentle and caring.

"Ah know... it'll hurt the first few times. But you'll get better at it! Ah promise. 'Fore too long you'll be BEGGIN' me or a stablehoof to do this to ya."

They turned into the clearing, and atop the grassy hill, under not an apple tree, but a large and old oak, sat Applejack. The bright orange farm pony was as muscular and powerful looking as she was well endowed, with breasts that surpassed even Twilight’s, and mostly hid her rock-hard abs that led into her sizable childbearing hips. These led in turn to her thighs, each as thick as a curled-up pony of lesser stature.

In her arms, however, was not Fluttershy as a Sparkler had guessed from the softness and shyness of the voice, but instead a spotted purple pony with coffee brown hair and cute horn-rimmed glasses that she did not know. This pony was strange too, her coat seemed slightly longer and curlier than a normal pony, and instead of her coat being a single color, splotches of darker pink dotted her all around in a Holstein pattern, such as might be found on a cow. Though she appeared to be an earth pony. Her tail swished back and forth along Applejack’s thigh, long with a tufted tip and instead of short with long hair.

The pink pony sat in Applejack’s lap, with Applejack’s Mighty breasts supporting her from behind, and her powerful arms curling around her and gently kneading and squeezing her D cup breasts into a little metal bucket that sat between her own legs.

The little pony in Applejack's arms spotted Twilight, and gave a little half bow despite her compromised position. "Mistress Twilight, you honor us with your presence." She seemed to know who Twilight was, and spoke in a reverent tone that respected her clearly powerful position.

"Howdy Twilight! Who's that ya got there? New slave?" Applejack's Tone was bright and friendly, in direct opposition to her charge, greeting Twilight just as the friend she was.

“I am not a slave.” Sparkler replied.

Twilight cleared her throat pointedly. "Applejack, this is Sparkling Medley, known as Sparkler, and I have brought her here to hopefully recruit her as an advocate for the Empire within her own universe. It seems that your reputation precedes you in all universes as the most honest pony in Equestria! I think she has some questions for you."

Applejack looked at Sparkler and cracked a friendly smile. "That right? Well, howdy there Sparker! Nice to meetcha! Y'all can ask whatever questions ya like. I'm just treatn' this little missy to a hand-milkin' for her first time since her milk came in!"

Sparkler wanted to know what the hell this place was if ponies here DRANK mare milk. But she shook it off, deciding to get the important question out of the way.

“According to twi…I mean High priestess Twilight.”

She decided it best to just go with what Twilight told her to call her.

“The whole slavery thing in this world is just one big voluntary game, where anypony can join in if they want. I find this really, REALLY difficult to believe since in my world, this giant “game” is very, VERY much impossible. So. As you are probably the only one who I trust to answer this being of sound mind and body, can you back that what I have been told is true?”

She scratched her head under her hat. "Well, ah can tell y'all it's true, it's happening... and it's the new way o'doin things. You could probably go into Ponyville an' see ponies fuckin' their slaves, walking their pets, takin' care of and playin' with both."

She raised an eyebrow.

"Somethin's tellin' me that ain't the answer yer lookin' for though."

Sparkler shook her head.

“I wouldn’t say that. Honestly you can all do whatever you want in this world. I’m just making sure I’m not helping an evil empire conquer my world.”

Applejack let out a short and hearty laugh. "You're tellin' me that you think Master is some evil overlord who's corrupted the land and conquered the princesses, that about right?"

“My world has PLENTY of those. And with this Master apparently Princess Celestia’s Master, slavery being a thing in this world, and the fact that she...”

She pointed at Twilight.

“…Hijacked the portal I was using to get back to my world. I think you could cut me a little slack for thinking my world was in danger.”

AppleJack's face hardened into a look of deadly seriousness. "All right, an' who you want me to defend first? Twilight? Or Master?"

Sparkler saw that Applejack was growing hostile.

“Look, I’m not out for revenge or anything, all I’m saying is that I think it could be forgiven that I thought this place was a sick twisted world given how I arrived here and how absurd all of this sounded to me, somepony from another universe where this doesn’t exist.”

She opened her hands, ready to cast defensive magic when needed.

Applejack's gaze flicked to Sparkler's hands, then back up to her eyes. "All right, slow down there girl. Ah'm just tryin' to take y'all seriously."

She paused, and looked down at the little cow pony in her arms.

"Ya feelin' better sweetheart? Can y'all run along back to the barn?"

The little pink cow nodded "Yes Moo-! I mean, yes mistress!"

Applejack nodded. "Run along now, and go show miss Applebloom how much y'all made! Lookie there! It's almost a quarter full!"

The little cow was dumbfounded at her productivity, she tottered to her hooves, and carried the bucket as if it was made of glass as she passed the two alicorns.

Applejack didn't stand up, but instead gestured to the shady patch of grass around her. "Come on over and I’ll tell y'all just how 'evil' the empire is.

Sparkler shook her head.

“No need. If you say that it’s not evil. Then that’s good enough for me. The Applejack I know is the most honest mare I know. I was just trying to protect my homeland.”

Applejack nodded, and got to her hooves. She stood about a head taller than Sparkling. Her powerful apple-bucking thighs drove her purposefully towards Sparkling, and stopped a respectful distance away.

She fixed Sparkler with a penetrating gaze, one of absolute conviction and fervor.

"Ah don't care much for titles and fancy government positions. Ah am a Mistress of Equestria, a title given to me by Master makin' me a head honcho 'round here, but I don't throw that title around like a sack of potatoes and expect my hooves to be licked. And everyone in the Empire, from little Ivy Rose over there who I was just milkin’, all the way up to Master, they're jus' people to me"

She nods towards Twilight.

"An' they all respect me when ah' say so."

She looked back to Sparkler

"But everyone who plays the game makes everypony else's lives better, they make their own lives better, and this world is so impossibly lovin' that you'd have to have a pretty strange definition of evil to call this world that."

Sparkler felt a bit of color rise in her cheeks, and not just from the prize-winning pumpkin-sized breasts just barely straining to be contained by Applejack’s tied flannel shirt. “Look, I’m sorry, my instincts from the alternate universe told me to be wary of this place.”

"That's okay, ah mean it's not like we haven't had our fair share of evil to be worrying about! Part of settin' up the Empire Was kickin' down everything we was damn sure wouldn't understand what a world of love and peace was, and we're STILL tryin' to show everycreature that just because we use the word slave, doesn't mean it's the same as how everyone else uses it."

Twilight spoke up "In our culture, slavery is not unlike forming a relationship, or even taking a vow of marriage. It's the decision of the two parties involved, and it's an expression of one's love for one another. It shows a complete trust that the other person can do whatever they want with you, and you will at the end of the day be safe, cared for, and loved."

“Whatever you say.” Sparkler mumbled contemplatively.

After a moment, she looked back up to Twilight. “High Priestess, maybe it’s time you and I returned to your castle.”

"Of course. Thank you Applejack."

"Mah pleasure! Come by anytime ya hear?"

Twilight gave a little wave, then looked down at Sparkling Medley.

"Are you ready to go?"

“Yeah…just…hold my hand when we teleport. I’d feel safer that way.”

Her eyes widened. Did she really just say that? To anyone other than her Twilight?

Twilight gave her a soft smile. "Of course. Just hold on as tight as you want." She proffered her long slender hand.

Sparkler took the hand. A tad reluctantly.

It was warm, surprisingly warm, Sparkler had all but forgotten about the heat haze affect that continued to billow around both the high priestess’s horn and hands as the sheer amount of magical power sought escape through its most comfortable and familiar exit points. But the effect did not hurt her, merely made her body begin to feel a gentle tingling charge, familiar as magical energy flowing through her veins. What must a massage with these hands feel like?

"Very well, here we go." Twilight snapped her fingers again, and again a surprisingly powerful crack of sound initiated the gentler poof of teleportation.

When they reappeared an instant later, they were back in the darkened mirror chamber, the soft couches still there from when they had left them no less than 30 minutes ago.

Sparkler pulled her hand back as soon as she felt it was safe. She shivered, still not believing she just did that.

Sparkler crossed her arms and looked over at Twilight. “Ok, so this world isn’t as evil as I first thought. You’ve told the truth. There’s still the matter of you hijacking my ride home. It couldn’t just be because you wanted to make out with me…”

Sparkler slapped her hands over her mouth after the words flew out of it. Her eyes widened in shock. Did she just FLIRT with this world’s Twilight?!

A playful grin split Twilight's immaculately lipstick-painted lips.

"Admittedly the thought had crossed my mind... If you were receptive..."

She swept around to face the mirrors behind her and waved her hand in a circular motion. One of the mirrors detached itself from the wall and came to rest in the middle of the room. This time her horn glowed, and she reached out with the whole palm of her hand, seeming to grip the very ether through which the power of magics rang. The mirror sparked, then glowed, then shone a blinding vibrant magenta light, not unlike Sparklers coat. Then the mirror simply sat in the middle of the floor. Looking mundane once again, though seemingly unable to reflect the room it was in.

"As a show of good faith, I have created for you the portal back home. I apologize one last time that I made you feel uncomfortable and powerless, though I suppose I had rather hoped that you might enjoy such a thing. But I come to realize that it was not you simply playing at being powerless, you WERE In fact, trapped and powerless. It was irresponsible of me to assume that you could be comfortable without the full knowledge that I could and would gladly send you home after you heard me out."

She bowed her head apologetically. "My behavior was compulsive and unrepresentative of the tenants of the Empire. A moment of weakness."

For a moment, her persona of a powerful and dominating mistress and sex goddess fell away, and she was once more an awkward, nerdy, and emotional pony. "Can you finally forgive me?"

Sparkler sighed. “I guess I can. My world isn’t in danger, and even when I was trapped, you didn’t harm me at all.”

She glanced at the portal. This was it, she could now leave, and never have to think about this place again…but…something was holding her back, something in her mind told her she should stick around a bit longer.

“Thank you." Twilight sat down in the chair nearest to her, on the left side of the mirror. Leaving an open seat to the right of the mirror. "Now that we have hopefully established a little better of a rapport, maybe we can continue?" She gestured towards the opposite chair.

"Our discussion as to why I brought you here that is."

Sparkler glanced at the portal, she could politely excuse herself and this would be over right now, but that feeling that she should stay was stronger, so she sat down on the other seat.

"...I suppose I should at least try to understand why you brought me here."

Twilight looked worriedly at her. "And yet I feel as though I am imposing on you now. Can you tell me anything about your reservations?"

Sparkler fidgeted in her seat. "Well...the thing is...all this...You were right in thinking I was into it. I'm actually My Twilight's dom... and I never thought a world like this would exist. And it didn't help that you...well, you know..." She gestured vaguely in Twilights direction.

Twilight nodded solemnly. "Of course. And for instance, when you play with and dominate your version of Twilight sparkle, how would you let her know that she was safe? Despite being utterly helpless and perhaps being used to sate your own lusts?"

"We've known each other long enough for a high level of trust to develop between us. That, and the use of safe words let's both of us know that it won't ever go too far. For trust specifically, raising three kids has also helped to build that trust." Sparkler explained. Blushing.

Twilight nodded. "Indeed, the use of safe words is important... Out of curiosity, your children, or hers?

"It's...complicated. But we both have legal custody over them."

"It sounds as though I shouldn't pry, if they were your children, I would have simply wondered which one of you was the donor and which one was the carrier. I was personally guessing yourself as the 'Father', given your relationship, but it's also very possible that you would have more motherly instincts than an alternate version of myself! I wouldn’t judge either way!"

She said this with the casualness of talking about the weather, crossing her legs again and leaning back into the support of the couch.

"I've yet to sire any children myself, of course"

"Erm...What? But mares don't have cocks…?" Sparkler was confused.

Twilight tilted her head curiously. "Oh! But you are an alicorn! I thought..." She paused, her index finger raising in realization. "Perhaps another incongruity between our universes, I'm sorry."

Sparkler blinked. "...Alicorns have cocks here?"

"Oh yes! Though we often conceal them with magic for convenience, Though I personally enjoy the feeling of it as I walk about."

She uncrossed her legs, pulling aside the minimal loincloth like portion of the lower half of her robe, and revealing her midnight purple panties framed between the straps of her garter belt.

Where Sparkler expected to see a neat and flat set of panties, she instead beheld a lump of straining fabric that looked as though Twilight was concealing an entire squash in her crotch, the extremity even swaying slightly as she bared it to the room.

Sparkler blushed like mad. "Oh...Uhm...T-That's nice."

She shook her head. "Uh, back on track, what was it you wanted of me? Why was I brought here?"

"Ah, yes, of course.” Twilight didn’t uncross her legs, leaving her garter belt straps and panties for Sparkler to stare at… which she did surreptitiously… “The role as I have devised it comes in two parts. In the first part, you would be encouraged to "Undergo the experience" as it were. To explore a taste of life in A blissful and loving world. If you were satisfied with such an experience, I would then encourage you to share it with your own universe, with a permanent portal opening up for citizens of your world to be encouraged in turn to have the same experience, and for representatives of the Immortal Empire to oversee the enhancement of your own civilization."

Despite her distraction, Sparkler took this in with astonishment. "So... You're inviting us to join you guys?"

Twilight nodded. "Absolutely, this is an open invitation to join the Immortal Empire and experience in an eternal and blissful existence. For the mortals of your universe, we offer immortality, for the immortals of your universe, we offer a support system, and a preservation of their kingdoms so that they may grow more fulfilled along with their people for the rest of their lives."

Sparkler Blushed a little, trying to organize her thoughts sensibly as she tore her eyes from below Twilight’s waist… "I...is this something we can decline with no repercussions to us?"

Twilight smiled. "There are nations that are mere miles away from Equestria's borders who have declined our offer. The result is simply that we maintain cordial relationships with them, respect their sovereignty and independence, but perhaps do not agree with their ways. But this is the same as all nations who are not enemies, but are not part of any particular alliance either."

She frowned and looked off into space exasperatedly. "The ponies of the island nation of Thrace have been a particularly bitter pill to swallow, but Master assures me that as more of them begin to defect, perhaps their king and his ridiculous ideas about friendship being a weakness will be overthrown."

Sparkler Inwardly breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed this world would leave hers alone if they asked. Still, it was a little tempting what this Twilight was offering, at least to her dominant and submissive minds. (She was a switch, but usually took the Dom role). "I will admit...What you're offering does sound...Intriguing."

"If you desired, you could return to your own world and think about what I've said, and perhaps discuss it with your version of Twilight. I did not wish to keep you overly long, but merely to make this offer."

She gestured towards the mirror next to them.

"If you should choose to come back, you might do so with a time frame in mind that you wish to have your ‘trial period’ as it were"

She giggled a little at her own joke, her still exposed underside of her thigh jiggled in time with her exuberance, not to mention her ponderous breasts.

Sparkler tore her eyes away from this sight to look towards the mirror. "Uhm...I think I will need to think about it. At the very least I need to go make sure my Twilight doesn't tear Sunset apart cause I'm not back yet."

Twilight stood, Allowing the front part of her robes to drop once more in front of her crotch, restoring her decency. Minimally. "Of course! This portal will remain open as long as I live, so you have plenty of time."

Sparkler nodded. "Uhm...It was...Nice to meet you...I guess. See you around maybe."

With that, she hopped through the portal back home.