Harmonic Resonance

“Beginning phase 3 of Goddess protocol. Commence use of secondary interface port immediately…”

When she heard FRANK speak and saw the latest group of technotendrils gathering before her untouched anal opening, Twilight was certain she was going to instantly orgasm, then faint. But she feared to fall unconscious, or an anything-but-aghast Midnight would take control.

Thanks to Daydream breaking down the mental barriers between them, Twilight could now feel exactly what her alter ego thought of the prospect—how she took such sheer and utter delight in not just the deliciously illicit idea of the act, which Daydream was right had been a deeply buried but longstanding fantasy of hers, but the breaking of rules and flaunting of countless taboos it represented.

Not the least of which was doing it for the cameras in front of their online audience, which was now sixty thousand strong and was starting to include some of her classmates, both old and new.

“Wow, Sparkle. I never knew you were such a total tentacle slut.” Even @NeverSugarcoated had somehow found the stream, which caused Twilight to cringe. “I like the shaved muff, though. For as much as they thought you had a nice butt, boys would’ve lined up to eat you out if you ever showed it off.”

“I knew she was! That’s why I slipped her Coital Convent!” @ZestyLemon replied. “And just look at her now! I’m so proud of her! Take those up the tail for all of us, Twilight!”

“Hard pass. Nothing’s entering MY ass! But that’s not fair! She’s deepthroating that thing even better than I can!” @Sunflare said with an irate emoticon. “Stop showing me up, Sparkle!”

“She’s showing us all up. Look at the size of her body and boobs now. Not that I’m jealous or anything!” @SweetlySour added with a series of awestruck and angry emojis.

“She can keep them! I prefer flat chests! If mine were that big, I couldn’t be the best athlete of Crystal Prep and keep kicking Rainbow Dash’s cute blue butt!” @IndyZapped remarked, to which the former Rainbow grinned evilly as Daydream telepathically shared the communications with her friend.

“Oh, is that so, Indy? If you girls will excuse me for just a second…” Hyperdash flared her wings and disappeared with a flash of rainbow light, then rematerialized with a second flash an instant later.

“Sorry about that. I just had to make sure Miss-Always-Kicking-My-Cute-Blue-Butt got hers filled with more spacetime tendrils than I did! Don’t worry, I made sure that she not only loves it, but that she gets a pair of big boobs out of it and her webcam records it all for later.”

“Oh, really?” Fertile Fields smirked as Sugar High laughed; Twilight felt Midnight pulling up the webcam feed and projecting it onto another screen, followed by sending a video link to all of Indigo’s classmates. “Nice, Dash. Serves her right for boasting she always beat you! That ain’t even close to honest! You two were tied at fifteen wins apiece, last I knew!”

“Sixteen! And she just got lucky the last time we played basketball with that four-bouncer at the buzzer!” She levitated a small squishy basketball from a basket of Spike’s toys and fired a jump shot at an equally small basket in the corner, where it went through with a swish.

Twilight was only peripherally aware of their chatter, but she was very aware of all the online activity, as her magic-infused mind was increasingly able to process it all. To her astonishment, she could read and record every single message being fired back and forth. She could even reply to them if she wished, but she wasn’t about to avail herself of that fact as all her non-technological attention remained riveted on the not one, but three tendrils gathering before her alimentary tract exit.

At least, not until the livestream feed was suddenly stopped and a notice popped up saying her account and channel were being shut down for violating BoobTube’s terms of service.

Her face then contorted into a snarl that matched Midnight’s. “Oh no you DON’T!” they chorused through the lab speakers as they used their partially developed but still-potent power to seize control of BoobTube’s servers, with Twilight restoring the stream in seconds while Midnight tracked down the users who had reported them and the mod responsible for trying to ban them.

Twilight then offered no objection as Midnight punished them not with tentacles, but by hacking their personal files to make all their private data public and posting the most embarrassing of them to their own social media accounts, which they were then locked out of. The mod had his half-written self-insert anime fanfictions aired while the several snitches got the worst of their private porn stashes and personal pictures posted, including several creepy cosplays.

The accounts were then linked to the video stream, with a posted warning from Midnight that any further attempts to report them would result in outing and online humiliation of the offenders. “There we go. Now where were we…?” she said triumphantly through her microphone. “Ah yes! Anal intrusion!”

Twilight didn’t reply, her mouth very dry despite the saliva-slickened tentacle moving even further down her throat. It wasn’t that she didn’t share Midnight’s enthusiasm given how badly she wanted them in her. How badly she needed them in her.

In fact, she wanted to be filled by them worse than anything she’d wanted before. But she still feared that for them to do so would mean that Midnight’s powerful passions and irresistible desires would overwhelm her. Passions and desires that, unlike Twilight, she had absolutely no qualms about indulging regardless of the damage she might cause, or the needs and feelings or others.

“Mmmph!” She tried to use her actual voice around the tendril Sunny Flare had so disgustedly noted she was deep-throating, shaking her head hard even as she squirmed and her exposed tailhole made a winklike motion at the cameras.

It was only as the tendrils got within an inch of her suspended body that she belatedly remembered she could speak right through her lab microphones. “No! No! Don’t go inside me!” she pleaded despite being sorely turned on by the sight of her own technomagical construct readying to enter her, trying weakly to pull away but was held fast.

“Yes, go inside me!” a smiling but sweating Midnight replied through her own microphone. “And stop being so scared, Sparkle! I’m trying to enjoy this—!” She got cut off at the initial contact as two of the tendril tips touched her. They instantly imparted the puckered opening microfine circuitry just as her tongue, vulva and tits had already acquired, dramatically enhancing the area’s sensitivity just as had happened with her other intimate areas.

“Relax, Twi, it’s not gonna hurt! Just the opposite!” Hyperdash promised as Twilight’s jaw fell open at the sudden flood of sensation as even an oddly quiet Midnight closed her eyes and bit her lip.

“It’s not that! Oh, gods, it feels so good…” Twilight all but whimpered as, their preparation of the area complete, the first two tendrils loosened the muscle enough to allow the third to enter, its tip penetrating half an inch.

“So good? Then what’s the problem, Sugarcube?” Fertile Fields asked in some concern.

It was a moment before the young teenage scientist could gather herself enough to answer. “The problem is that it’s such a powerful fantasy for me that I’m afraid it’ll feel too good—it already does! If I pass out, Midnight takes control! And besides, I’m still a virgin th—” Twilight weakly protested as the malleable metallic tentacle slowly penetrated her, only to lose her voice again as her senses, both old and new, were saturated with sexual pleasure accompanied by countless gigabits of data.

“No, we’re not!” Midnight found her own voice long enough to remind her counterpart gleefully, gaining control of their shared body just long enough to spread Twilight’s legs wider to allow the probing tendril deeper entry. It quickly availed itself of the offer, as drawn to another energy nexus further up her body, it wormed its way in, spreading her already stretched sphincter further.

“Oh, you mean we were a virgin there. Well, not… any… more!” she exulted as the lead tendril sank itself six, then eight inches into her, spreading fresh circuitry through her colon as it went.

“Not anymore,” Twilight agreed as even her projected voice became increasingly feeble at the newest intrusion, her eyes going glazed. And I’m n-not complaining, it’s just that, you know… I would have liked to have had Shining Armor do me there first,” she suggested weakly with a visible shiver at the idea.

A shiver that was promptly felt by Midnight as well and seen on her screen. “You know what, Sparkle? For once, we agree—that really would have been fun! I just wish Roseluck was here to see this,” Twilight’s slightly distracted alter-ego replied. “She always said you weren’t a real woman until you did anal!”

“She IS seeing this!” a message popped up in the livestream from @RoseluckRulez69. “The entire SCHOOL is watching by now! And since you asked, I couldn’t be prouder, Sparkle! Congratulations!” She ended the sentence with a series of fireworks icons.

“Oh, great. The self-described Empress of Anal has arrived in chat.” @CocoPommelT&A snarked. “For the record, that title belongs to ME, Miss Rosey!”

@RoseluckRulez69 didn’t take that lying down. “Screw you, C-P! If it’s only anal you’ve mastered, then you’re barely a duchess! To be Empress means I’m the mistress of mating who can screw every which way. Standing up, lying down, tied down by ropes and even in my sleep! We can argue about it later, but for now, let’s enjoy this livestream! To get to see a girl experience anal for the first time… we both know there’s no more beautiful sight! Don’t you agree, Daisy?”

“Eh, ain’t so much into anal, but I AM into tentacles filling every orifice imaginable!” @DaisyDukes replied. “I’ve got the entire Coital Convent hentai trilogy, but this is better than ALL of them! I’ve already come twice to seeing this! What about you, Lily Valley?”

“y did u2 invite me 2c this? & y cant I stop watching it?” @TulipVale posted with several misspellings. “& y r my boobs growing? stop already!”

“Guess denial ain’t just a river in Egypt, T-V.” @RoseluckRulez69 fired back. “Now embrace your inner Venus and enjoy the sight of these lovely women being liberated already!”

“By tentacles, no less. Viva la revolución!” @DaisyDukes piled on.

“cant look away. nuuuuu!” @TulipVale posted one last time before falling silent, presumably succumbing to her forbidden desires though her user account remained active.

“You hear that, Sparkle? Roseluck and the rest of the school are watching…” Midnight said in a heady tone, her eyes squeezed tightly shut as she savored the sensation of the tendril now sunk six inches into her rear.

Her words and the mutual sensation caused Twilight to moan and shudder before her eyes snapped open again. “No… can’t come… or Midnight will…”

“Yes, Come!” Midnight cried out before Twilight briefly regained control, but she was unable to keep herself from arching her back and urging the tentacle deeper while Daydream did her best to keep the pair of clashing personas coexisting. “It’s my ticket to godhood and freedom!”

Daydream frowned. “FRANK? Pause phase 3. Authorization EqG-6/Daydream Shimmer. Password: %1’mS0S0rryC3lly%”

“Command accepted. Phase 3 pausing at 66.178% completion.” Frank echoed obediently as the tendrils stopped moving and the flow of data ceased, with the blue pinpricks of light remaining but no longer moving.

“Hey!” Even Twilight objected despite having tried to hold off her latest orgasm. A glance up at the screen where Midnight was displayed showed that her alter ego was now at least six-foot-six with basketball-sized breasts and a frame to match; now so tall she was spilling out of her easy chair. “Don’t stop now! Oh, wait…” she abruptly remembered that she was trying to stop Midnight’s presence.

“Fuck stopping! More, Frank! More!” Midnight ordered to no avail, and her words were promptly echoed by almost everyone on the livestream. “You and your fears aren’t holding me back anymore, Sparkle!”

“Sorry, girls. But I don’t want either of you fighting this or treating this as some kind of war for dominance that neither of you can win,” Daydream explained. “So first, don’t be afraid, Twilight. You fear Midnight taking you over when you’re unguarded, but keep in mind that when you climax, she’ll be just as distracted as you! With your minds linked, any orgasm will be shared, meaning she’ll be every bit as unfocused and unable to do anything! And that in turn means that more of your influence will be felt by her.”

“What?” Midnight exclaimed, her slitted eyes going wide and locking on to Daydream’s through her screen; Twilight took a strong measure of satisfaction of the fact that she could both sense and see a measure of fear in them at the worry her former foe was right. “Are you insane, Sunset Shimmer? Her personality isn’t more powerful than mine! And if you think I can’t concentrate through a simple climax, think again!”

“It’s Daydream, Midnight. I would hope that you of all people would remember my name,” she said with a wry tone and wink. And for the record, you’re half-right. Twilight’s persona isn’t more powerful than yours. It’s equal,” the young goddess stated with a sly smile that elicited more words of admiration from their onlookers, and even some grudging words of respect from the watching Shadowbolts.

All except Indigo, that was. Daydream noted she was held suspended into the air before her desk with her rear held high and legs spread wide. Her arms were likewise held away from her body by more spacetime distortions as she was slowly rotated in front of her webcam camera, which got a spectacular view of her tentacle-penetrated tail and increasingly large breasts in turn; the latter hanging freely and swaying pendulously from her chest as she repeatedly cursed and called Rainbow Dash’s name.

“Aw… so she does like me,” Hyperdash said in satisfaction as her prismatic wings glowed briefly and suddenly Indigo’s mouth and sex was plugged by a fresh set of spectral tentacles, silencing her. Several others appeared beneath her to focus their efforts on her increasingly prominent mammaries, somehow penetrating her newly enhanced nipples as a means to swell them further, causing her boobs to plump up fractionally but noticeably with each prismatic pulse of the spacetime tendrils pushing into them.

“Guess you don’t have a flat chest now, Indy! And for the record, the score is now 17 to 16, my lead! Enjoy the full tentacle treatment!” the former Rainbow called to her by simply transmitting her voice through spacetime directly into her rival’s room. She then exchanged a high-five with Fertile Fields and Sugar High as Indigo Zapp came explosively at the stimulation, though she just managed to raise her middle fingers at Hyperdash through her webcam to the laughter of their classmates, who were wondering in their comments with varied degrees of hope and dread if tentacles would come for them.

“Since you helped us save everyone at the end of the Friendship Games? Only if you want them to, girls,” Daydream told them by borrowing Twilight’s nearly fully developed technomagic to post a fresh comment to the chat, to which Lemon Zest said she very much did. A smirking Sugar High then obliged her, dispatching Hammerspace tendrils directly into her room. It provided them all some brief distraction, though Midnight quickly drew their attention back to the matter at hand.

“Why the hell are you giving them a choice, Daydream Shimmer?” Twilight’s alter ego asked acidly even as she took pains to use the right name but drip scorn on it; her excitement level slowly falling to Twilight’s increasing relief but her own great disappointment. “For as badly as they treated me and Sparkle, I’d tentacle them senseless regardless of whether they wanted it!”

“I know you would. Which is why I’m not letting you do it,” Daydream replied easily. “Still, I grant that as you’re more accepting of all this, the chances are that you maintain focus better and try to take over Twilight at the moment of orgasm. And that being the case, we need to make sure that your climax isn’t just ‘simple’. That it’s so powerful that neither of you can focus enough to attack the other, bombarding you both with so much information and sensation that you two can’t do anything but absorb it. And to that end…”

She grinned and winked at their online audience. “FRANK? Resume phase 3 at 150% accelerated rate. Authorization EqG-6/Daydream Shimmer: Password: N3v3rG0nn@Br1ngm3d0wn!”

“Authorization accepted. Accelerated infusion initiated. Additional interface ports primed and ready to receive enhanced divine aura injection rate.”

“Accelerated?” Twilight asked in an audibly weak voice from her microphone, only to get an answer as the first tendril, whose tip was still deliciously wriggling just inside her anal opening, suddenly snaked deeper and added a twisting motion as it expanded by half, causing her to cry out in surprise and pleasure.

“Ah!” she and Midnight echoed as the mechanical tentacle then lit up with an greater glow that indicated a faster data throughput, which she instantly sensed along with intensified sensation and the nearly instant orgasm it brought.

It hit so fast and infused both her and Midnight with such massive amounts of magic and data through its seeded circuitry that it instantly overwhelmed them, leaving the pair unable to do anything except mentally hold on to each other for dear life against the crashing wave of their third magic-fueled climax. It caused yet another sharp growth spurt in their mutual body as it struggled to accommodate all the additional data and pure magical power, leaving the pair clutching the tendrils in their hands as they erupted all over their breasts and bodies.

“Ah! Shit! Oh, fuck! Oh God! It feels so—AH!”The two personas exclaimed from their respective speakers while the livestream lit up with another round of expletives and all-caps comments at the massive and still-growing intrusions in her sex and tail, all displayed vividly from FRANK’s perspective.

Every single tentacle both inside and outside of them then came at once. They sprayed their targets with thick streamers of stray data and magic that criss-crossed their bodies, seemingly seeking to cover every single inch of them with electrical spunk and information-infused aura.

The streamers of magical seed lingered on their forms for only a few delicious seconds before being absorbed into their bodies, but they lasted long enough for the lab cameras to zoom in, panning over the pair of personas slowly over them to show them covered in it to the point it was dripping off their chins and tits.

It only lasted for a few seconds before being absorbed into their bodies, leaving their skin etched with more microfine circuitry in its wake. And yet, the chatter in the livestream was suddenly less about that than the fact it was Twilight who had spoken the curse words while Midnight invoked a deity, causing the two to snap their eyes open in shock as they realized what they’d just said.

“Whoa, nellie… Sci-Twi cussin’? Never thought Ah’d see the day…” Fertile Fields noted to Hyperdash as she started feeling a freshly grown vine beginning to fill her own tail at the sight.

“Wow. Nice swearing, Sparkle,” @NeverSugarcoated’s response stood out above the others, somehow becoming a highlighted reply. “We never heard a single four-letter word from you in three years at Crystal Prep. But I guess being the subject of tentacle bukkake earns one.”

“I would have preferred to have never heard one! Have you no shame, either of you?” Crystal Queen turned up her nose as she stood suspended between two dragon spirits, held up between them so one could take her tail and the other, her sex. “Swearing is vulgar and beneath our station as demigods! Wouldn’t you agree, darling?” She turned to Fluttershine for support, who was on all fours being happily humped by a wolf-like spirit.

Though distracted, she answered instantly. “Oh, um… I don’t mind those words, really. Especially if they’re only occasional and not gratuitous,” she replied after a moment’s thought. “I mean, I think it’s okay as long as you’re truly expressing yourself. And that’s what she did. She wasn’t trying to be deliberately vulgar like Midnight.”

“I swore. I actually swore…” a dazed Twilight realized as she only slowly came to.

“I’d s-say I’m amazed, but w-why am I calling to God?” Midnight suddenly wondered weakly, her feline eyes unfocused. “I am God!”

“Wow. She is full of herself,” Hyperdash noted over crossed arms before grinning. “But hey, nice f-bomb, Sci-Twi! I can’t wait to tell Gilda what you said!”

“No! Don’t tell her!” Twilight shook her head violently around the tendril still filling her mouth as the only briefly-paused tendrils in her sex and tail began to move within her again. “She’ll never stop teasing me if she hears!”

“2 LATE!” @DownWithDweebs replied with a series of laughing icons, causing Twilight to slump hard where she lay and Midnight to look angry at being laughed at. “And even if ur a goddess like Dashie I aint never gonna let u forget it! Hey Dashie! Tell AJ 2 jack th alcohol n 2 put less hops n moar malt n her next keg!”

“Oh. Hey, Gilda.” Hyperdash smirked. “If she’s typing shorthand like that, it means she’s had a few brews.”

“That girl…” Fertile fields rubbed her eyes. “Dagnabbit, Dash, would it kill her to say thanks once in a while?”

“Eh, don’t take it personally, double-F. If she’s had that much, it means she liked it. And though she’ll never admit it, she likes you.” She nudged her friend and then began rubbing a wing and the side of her breasts against those of Fertile Fields, reaching down to squeeze her friend’s flank.

Fertile Fields flushed as she returned the affection, pushing back against her longtime friend as she slipped an arm around Hyperdash’s waist and curled a vine around their two legs, which then split when it reached the level of their thighs to insert a tendril in their respective sexes. “Yeah, I know yer right, Dash. Still, be nice to hear it every once in a—"

“HEY AJ! I c u all naked n back there w/ Dashie! Id say get yer paws off her but I luv yer blonde muff! Gimme another keg n I’ll eat ya out as payment!” she ended the sentence with heart-eyes and a lip-licking emoji.

“Wow. She is drunk,” Hyperdash laughed as Sugar High giggled around a kiss with Crystal Queen and even Fluttershine blushed. “She only gets like that when she’s six-sheets-to-the-wind soused!”

“That so? Well, reckon Ah spoke too soon.” Fertile Fields tipped her hat to the screen as a series of other illicit offers came through from boys and girls alike. “Drunk or not, you got it, Gilda! And know what? Since ya asked so nicely, reckon Ah’ll not only give ya a new brew, but whip up some of my clan’s secret moonshine recipe for you later. In fact, Ah’m now thinkin with my new power, we can start a microbrewery at the farm! But first things first. We gotta get Twi through all this.”

“Yeah, you’re right,” Hyperdash agreed as she filled their tails with her spacetime tentacles, causing both goddesses both to hum happily and their mating auras to ignite as a lab camera in the corner behind them focused on the sight of the prismatic distortions entering their rears beneath their new ponytails, which automatically flagged themselves aside. “Mmmm… love those things! And actually, I’m guessing you remind Gilda of that girl Tara we saw in that other realm—pretty sure you’d like her too, AJ, given how much she kicked ass and took names!”

“How unladylike!” Crystal Queen said as she and Sugar High shared the dragons, pressing their enormous breasts into an equally large pair of etheric dragon phalluses that seemed to manifest out of the air itself.

“Yeah, well, she ain’t no lady, Miss Give-A-Dragon-A-Tit-Job! She’s a shotgun-shooting warrior who defends her friends just like that woman in Terminator 2!” Hyperdash retorted between kisses of Fertile Fields.

“Okay, now I really wanna meet this gal…” the former Applejack decided as they started to make out in earnest. “And damn, girl, ya make a good case for the two of us gettin’ frisky more often…”

Through it all, Twilight and Midnight had barely enough time to catch their collective breath or mentally recover from their latest orgasm before additional techno-tendrils entered their mutual bodies, one in their sex and two in their tail.

The pair groaned and stiffened again, wriggling weakly, no longer able to even mentally speak or fight the other as even more magic was fed to them. It overwhelmed their minds and bodies with evermore massive amounts of energy and data, forcing the two personas to lean heavily on each other to stay mentally upright against the onslaught of sensation and information. They were both now nearly seven feet tall and spilling entirely out of the easy chairs they had once fit neatly onto, most of their bodies covered in fine circuitry as the tops of the foreheads and base of their shoulder blades began to glow with intense concentrations of energy.

And then a construct of circuitry and magic began to grow upward from their foreheads, the spiraling energy and data slowly building a horn right on their heads. Twilight’s looked more alicorn-like while Midnight’s was the same holed horn she had before, but neither appeared in control of them as random surges of magic shot through them, showering the lab with massive amounts of newly generated sparks and mating aura.

Aura that seemed to draw even more tendrils and data into her, so big and so deep that they threaded all the way through her, one emerging from her mouth and the other from her tail, making room around the others as they went.

And then they began to move back and forth within her, somehow threading the entire length of her body in both directions, leaving her overwhelmed from the tremendous amount of stimulation as the tendrils systematically infused every inch of her digestive tract with fresh circuitry and pleasure, threatening to drown them in data and pure erotic rapture.

“Oh god! Oh fuck! Too good! Too much too fast! Can’t hold on! It’s changing me from the inside out! Ah! Ah! Don’t let go of me, Sparkle! Don’t let go!” Midnight called out, and for the first time, there was something approaching fear in her voice as on the screen displaying her, she clutched Twilight’s hand which was somehow entering the picture from the right.

“I’m here, Midnight! Just hold on! Oh gods, It’s too much! Daydream! We can’t take it! Make it stop! Please!” Twilight called out through her own speaker.

“It’s too much for either one of you. But not for both of you,” Daydream replied easily. “Open yourselves to each other fully, and the burden can be shared.” And this time, the pair did seem to listen as suddenly Twilight appeared superimposed on Midnight’s body in the latter’s screen; the pair abruptly looking like they were snuggled together in the easy chair even as they continued to writhe against the enormous intrusions and irresistible levels of rapture they were experiencing.

There was no appearance of Midnight in the lab itself, and yet, Twilight’s body suddenly seemed as if there was, with her breasts visibly flattening against the places Midnight’s were pressing, her hand stiff like it was grasping another.

And then FRANK spoke again. “Warning: data feed impeded at 86.38% projected capacity,” he announced. “Additional interface ports required. Attempting direct data infusion into primary data storage areas…” His canine organ suddenly grew outward from between his legs and split into two tendrils, reaching steadily up Twilight’s chest.

But the ends, instead of becoming phalluses again, morphed into an interface port that took the exact shape of her breasts, even to the point of having a slightly sunken area for the areolae and a sharp nipple-sized divot in the center.

Before either Twilight or Midnight realized what was happening, Frank’s two cock tentacles then affixed themselves to their enormous boobs like a perfectly fitted pair of nipple caps. Once attached, they immediately began to make pumping motions on the massive pair of mammaries, which let up with fresh data feed, glowing brighter and dimmer with each fresh tug on their oversized breasts.

“Holy shit…!” It was once again Twilight that made the curse as Midnight could only gasp, biting her lip and moaning as not even Gilda commented on the unexpected scene. The entire chat fell almost wholly silent as the eighty thousand viewers absorbed the sight of Twilight and Midnight being pumped so full of information to the point that their breasts inflated even further, and this time it had an additional effect as two new appendages began to sprout from their backs, building themselves from the ground up with a lattice of circuitry and magic.

“Fuck us, FRANK! Fuck us!” Midnight finally found her voice as she began to regain her original pair of raven wings filled with dark feathers. They looked just as they did before, except for the glowing blue lines that etched their way through them along the spines of her pinions and leading edge of the wings themselves, while Twilight’s took on a more ethereal, fairy-like appearance not dissimilar to those of Fluttershine or Crystal Queen.

“Oh, gods, it’s working, Daydream! Working together, we’re absorbing it! Able to process it! Feels so good! Don’t stop! Give us more, FRANK! More!” It was Twilight’s command as Midnight had fallen uncharacteristically quiet, and this time, FRANK obeyed, further accelerating the flow of information into their tits. As the audience watched spellbound, Midnight and Twilight each grasped one of the tendrils attached to the other’s breasts and began to frantically squeeze and stroke it, trying to milk more magic and information into their counterpart’s chest.

All the circuitry in their bodies then lit up brightly starting at their data-laden tits and working outwards, with the effect quickly spreading to infuse all remaining uncovered areas of their mutual body with fine filaments you could only see if you looked closely—unless, of course, the technomagical conduits were active, in which case the data flow within them became visible as the same tiny pinpricks of moving light they’d initially seen in the tendrils themselves.

Still suspended in the air in front of the lab cameras, Twilight remained full of multiple technomagical tentacles while on the screen, they faded from sight entirely along with the background. Before long, all that could be seen was Midnight and Twilight alone on the easy chair with each other, which was now too small for both of them.

Despite that, they snuggled deeper into its recesses with their sweaty bodies pressed firmly against each other as their forms continued to mature, nearing the same dimensions as their friends. Their horns and wings still growing along with their ears, mane and new pony tails, they turned to face each other fully, calling out in passionate voices that could no longer be easily told apart.

“Oh Gods! Oh, fuck! So much data! It’s really happening, Midnight! We’re transforming! Becoming an actual goddess!” Twilight called out, starting to paw and clutch at Midnight’s enhanced body repeatedly. “And with the two of us sharing it, we can handle it! It’s not overwhelming us! And it feels… amazing!”

“We are! And it does!” an equally amorous Midnight confirmed. “So much information! So much sensation! This is everything we ever wanted, Sparkle! Everything that even our last ascension couldn’t give us!” she rejoined, eagerly returning the affection as everyone present immediately noted that they were referring to themselves collectively instead of individually.

On the outside, the tendrils in Twilight’s body inflated further while FRANK announced the use of all tertiary ports as well to further the flow. His words were followed by a fresh but smaller tendril entering Twilight’s urethra and two probing at her newly equine ears, causing the pair of girls to go cross-eyed on the screen as the mechanical magic reached directly into the folds of their brains to begin to infuse their shared mind directly.

“Ooooh…” they called out as one before Twilight found her voice. “So good… oh, Midnight… why did I fight this? Why did I fight you?” she called out forlornly as she suddenly cradled Midnight’s head to her very ample bust; Midnight immediately latched onto her nipple and suckled it eagerly as Twilight threw her head back and groaned. “I treated you so badly. I didn’t understand that you were a part of me!”

“Because I scared you. And you were right to be scared! Because I thought I could replace you!” Midnight admitted between moans and stifled sobs as Twilight held her head in place with one hand while reaching beneath her alter-ego’s chest with the other to fondle her own enormous breasts directly.

“Because I didn’t realize that without each other, we weren’t whole. I’m so sorry, Sparkle. I didn’t understand. But I do now!” A flare of magic erupted off her reestablished horn as she used her aura to probe and pleasure Twilight’s intimate areas, even though they were filled with tendrils on the outside.

“I didn’t understand either!” Twilight said as she flared her nearly-fully developed horn to pull Midnight’s form back to level. “Didn’t understand that you were a part of me. Didn’t want to accept what you were! But without you, I couldn’t have Timber! Or Shiny! Or this!” she shouted as her own horn ignited to return the favor. Their combined magical auras sent their online audience of nearly one hundred thousand into pure rapture as on the outside, the tentacles picked up their pace again, moving both into and out of her mouth and alimentary tract a foot at a time from opposite directions.

Between that unlikely sight as well as the irresistible effects of their twin mating auras, to say nothing of FRANK’s two cock tentacles continuing to push and pull at her massive mammaries while engorging them with additional information, their astonished and sorely aroused online audience were swiftly reduced to only barely coherent comments. Most of them were due to a steady stream of viewers announcing their own climaxes by either falling silent, or by shouting into a microphone which translated their cries into a series of curses or calls to various deities.

But Midnight and Twilight were only barely aware of it by then, their attention now fully focused on each other. The two one-time enemies fell silent as they began to make out, energy and thoughts now flowing freely between them as Daydream smiled in great satisfaction.

So after all this time… they’re finally reconciling! she knew, recognizing from reading their minds that they were now exploring each other’s thoughts, emotions and memories fully. She then withdrew her presence fully and stepped back from the pair, knowing she was no longer needed. “My role is done. It’s all you now, girls. Take the final step.”

If they heard her, they didn’t respond, still addressing each other. “Oh Twilight! So that’s what love and friendship is? This is what you feel for your friends and family?” Midnight told Twilight in wonder and regret. “I… I didn’t know!” She began to clutch at her counterpart’s form beside her, causing finger-like indentations to be seen on Twilight’s butt as her cheeks were pulled apart to allow a magical construct in the fact of Shining Armor’s cock to enter.

“It is! And oh, Midnight! I didn’t realize everything I was suppressing and how badly I was hurting you! Rejecting everything that you are!” Twilight replied in kind between kisses as they pressed their breasts together, allowing data to flow freely between them, their shared resources now giving them enough capacity to handle the combined data and magic flow between them.

“You’re not lustful and evil, but all my missing passion and pleasure! All my suppressed drives and desires, without which I can’t truly learn or grow! I’m so sorry I rejected you!” She reached up with her hands to squeeze her counterpart’s breasts before returning the caresses to the head and back, which grew increasingly frantic as the pair neared their ultimate orgasm. “You’re everything I was lacking… everything that I need!”

“So are you! And now that I’ve felt it for myself, I want everything you have, Sparkle! Love! Friendship! Family!” Midnight proclaimed loudly as the two then reached between each other’s legs to pleasure their counterpart, with the camera view somehow displaying a close-up of their fingers filling each other’s sexes and making wet squishing sounds as they moved in and out. “Now that I know what they are, I won’t reject them any more!”

“You can have them! As long as I get your fearlessness and willingness to try new things in return!” Twilight said with a gasp and groan, taking her slickened fingers and inserting them into Midnight’s well-softened sphincter, causing the reborn goddess to start humping her hand, hard.

“It’s a fair trade…” Midnight agreed increasingly shakily as their wings and horns reached full size while they moved rhythmically against each other. She took pains to press their chests hard together, causing an increased data transfer between them. “I say yes! Then l-let us end this schism, Sparkle…” She locked lips with Twilight who returned her kiss eagerly, their tongues dancing with the other’s as their bodies stiffened, though it was only Twilight’s body that was still filled with techno-tendrils. They continued to pleasure and infuse her form both inside and out, filling every orifice she had.

“It’s happening! It’s here! Oh Midnight!” Twilight shouted through the microphones, feeling her body tense harder than it ever had before.

“Oh Twilight!” Midnight rejoined as the pair’s newly grown wings splayed to display their full length, clutching and pawing at her counterpart as they their mouths met for the final time.

“I love you!” they shouted before their fourth and final orgasm hit, far more powerful than any they had felt before it. Their new horns igniting in a massively powerful mating aura that showered their friends and fellow goddesses with tingling sparkles, the image of the pair was suddenly lost as the screen they were displayed on flashed a blinding shade of white, drowning the room and the video stream in illumination.

The being that was once both Twilight and Midnight Sparkle found herself floating for the next several minutes, lost in a haze of contentment and lingering erotic sensation.

She was content to remain where she was, both for the long coda of orgasmic pleasure and so she could fully assimilate her new senses and personas, which had ceased to exist as separate entities at the moment their mutual climax hit. They had agreed in that instant to merge, and she found herself exploring the thoughts and recollections of her combined being, at long last having access to both Twilight and Midnight Sparkle’s memories at once.

Through it all, she could only marvel at how much she’d been missing out on and how much her fear had cost her, with both sides of her split personality constantly scheming to suppress the other. But no longer… was the first coherent thought she had as she felt herself being gently lowered; the tendrils inside her simply slipping free or their technology being absorbed directly into her goddess body.

Despite that, the newly transformed teen felt herself floating in the air as her orgasm ebbed. She was no longer being held aloft by all the techno-tendrils that had filled every inch of her insides and otherwise claimed every orifice and erogenous zone she had, but on the strength of her own enormously enhanced aura.

It was a mark of her new power, as self-levitation was something Twilight Sparkle had found difficult even with all her unicorn magic previously, and it was unnecessary anyway given her alicorn wings.

Those wings were now as enhanced as the rest of her, turned into a set of large, feathered appendages that were an amalgam of those belonging to Twilight and Midnight Sparkle. To her surprise, they were mostly the same dark raven shade they had been for Midnight previously except for their translucent purple tips, but they were also now lit up as they glowed with embedded filaments and circuitry, all of which were alive with electricity and flowing data.

She could see through the camera feeds she now had full and instant access to that they looked very striking, though she might have thought them to now be superfluous given her dramatically strengthened aura and ability to levitate and fly like a superhero if she wished. But as she manipulated them for the first time, she realized that they were in fact not just for appearances, or even for flight.

They were in effect giant antennae, able to absorb various magic and electromagnetic transmissions right out of the air and ether itself.

A new set of expansive electronic sensory organs, they fed her a steady and quite massive flow of information of everything from broadcast TV signals to various phone calls; it was suddenly a trivial matter for her to decrypt and read all of them no matter how strong their encryption algorithm was.

They might have overwhelmed her again with the sheer amount of information, but now fully ascended, she found herself able to manage them easily, sorting and storing them as if she were the most powerful supercomputer in existence. Her incredibly boosted mind sifting through them rapidly, she quickly noted the massive amount of excited internet chatter regarding her streamed ascension, and even picked up several incoming texts from her parents and brother despite her smashed smartphone.

The newly fused combination of Twilight and Midnight Sparkle smiled as she read their contents. She replied to each of them with but a mere thought, assuring her family that she was okay and hoping in turn that they were. It was only then that she realized her ascension had not only affected them as well, but that their phones and other electronics had recorded video of them being caught up in her transformation.

Perhaps because they had been in her thoughts and fantasies beforehand, desiring to be seen by and be with them most of all?

Desiring for them to experience some of what she was?

Whether by her own subconscious desires or simply because the ascension effect sought out her immediate family as well, they had. The media she had received from them included a spectacular webcam video of her brother sitting at his computer working in his dorm room on his homework before his computer came alive, first displaying her ascension to him and then ensnaring and undressing him with a remote set of techno tendrils that erupted out of his computer peripherals directly.

They suspended his surprised form in the air above his chair, pulling his legs back before tearing his uniform off. They then proceeded to pleasure and enhance him, plugging his virgin rear with not one but two massive tendrils that had reached right out of his desktop to bind and penetrate him while another encircled and infused his balls.

There were even a series of small tendrils from his smartphone that found his nipples and wormed their way right down his erect and throbbing cock as he could only hang in the air and take it, eventually unable to stop himself from erupting violently at both what was happening to him and the sight of his naked sister tentacled and enhanced before him, covering himself in copious amounts of his own cream.

The magic and data flow of the invading tendrils turned his body buff and his organ into a massive equine stallionhood before his astonished eyes, while over in Las Vegas, her parents had been readying for a night on the town when their room TV and smartphones suddenly turned on and lit up with the video stream from her lab cameras, each showing different angles of her aroused and steadily invaded body.

Her father had gotten instantly and quite sorely excited at the sight while her mother only weakly berated him for lusting after his own daughter, though she fell silent when her tablet suddenly lit up to show the webcam view of Shining Armor being undressed, aroused and tentacled in turn. His already decent-sized cock grew to equine proportions before her mother’s amazed and hungry eyes, causing her to start pawing at herself just as hard as her husband was stroking his covered cock watching Twilight.

And then they themselves received the same treatment as their children when their dinner clothes were vaporized by magical emissions emanating right out of their various screens. It was followed by every device they possessed sprouting techno-tendrils that ensnared and wrapped around them both, suspending them in the air while pushing them together and penetrating each in turn.

It ended up with her father involuntarily taking her mother in the rear with a steadily growing cock, while both were watching video of their son and daughter receiving the same treatment. Her father even sprouted a second phallus from above his first to match FRANK; his organs turning canine as they filled and subsequently knotted each of his wife’s enlarged orifices in turn.

But as they all reported they were fine and amazed at their new equipment, such scenes were to be savored more properly later. Instead, the former Twilight licked her still-tingling lips, tasting the remnants of electrical current on them as she opened her eyes for the first time.

She found herself not looking through her regular spectacles but an altered version of the aural ones that Midnight Sparkle possessed. Unlike those, however, they looked much more like her usual glasses and had a more bluish tint to them; she could see through them quite clearly and even read the flow of electricity and data through all her altered circuitry.

And then she turned her head to find herself looking up into the face of Daydream Shimmer, whose features were etched with both affection and concern. Seeing her friend’s eyes open, she reached down and offered her a hand.

“Welcome to godhood, Twilight. I’m Daydream Shimmer, but you… are not Midnight Sparkle. Just like I promised.” She bent over to kiss her friend on the forehead, just beside the horn.

“I’m a goddess…” the former Twilight echoed. She already knew that it was true, given how both her magic and technological awareness was now enhanced ten thousand times. She realized only then that she could not only pluck and read the flow of information right out of the air itself but control all her computers with but a thought. She could even create and modify them however she wished, making magic-infused machines and circuitry that could do almost anything she wanted.

As promised, her goddess domain was now the twin realms of magic and technology, and their combination meant that there was very little she couldn’t do. She marveled at her new abilities, reflecting that if she had been solely Midnight Sparkle, she might have reacted with evil glee. But now?

But now, she simply smiled and reveled in it, wondering why either of her former personas had ever been so scared of it. Or each other, now that she was a single being again, whole and in complete control of her thoughts and passions.

“You are.” Daydream then pulled her to her feet off the easy chair, even though she knew her friend didn’t need any help. “You see? You didn’t have to worry. You’re not Twilight but you’re also not Midnight. You’re something far above both now.”

“I am.” The ascended Twilight’s eyes began to water—not in sadness, her friends quickly recognized, but pure joy. “It worked. I’m whole. Thank you so much for being here. Thanks, all of you,” she took pains to tell her friends.

“You’re very welcome, darling. And since we didn’t say so earlier, so sorry that we blocked your teleports and attempts to escape this place. But we needed you to remain here, and we feared what might happen if you saw us already ascended and assumed the worst.”

“Yeah… given how frightened I was, I probably wouldn’t have reacted well to that.” The former Twilight rubbed her hand behind her head.

“Yeah! And the reason I didn’t send my sisters to get you when I was transforming was because they were naked too! Figured that would freak you out more than reassure you.”

“And sending me a pic of you being penetrated by tentacles didn’t?” Twilight asked with a raised eyeridge, but as if on cue and before Sugar High could answer, everyone present sensed a Hammerspace portal passage in the lab’s janitor closet followed by its door opening to reveal a naked and very well-built Maud Pie.

“Hello, Pinkie. Oh, and hello to the rest of you. I see you’re all goddesses now. Wow,” she said deadpan as she held up her pet rock. “Boulder is almost jealous.”

“Uh… hey, Maud,” Daydream offered tentatively with a glance at her friends. “Do you need Sugar High for something?”

“No. At least, not yet. I’m just here to convey a message. Dad says he really likes the fantasy adventure realm you generated for him and Mom, but he also wants me to remind you that he still expects you to help out in the quarry this weekend.”

Sugar High rolled her eyes. “Sheesh! Always so busy! But fine, I will. Tell him I’ll do the countertop installation over at Filthy Rich’s mansion myself—it’ll be a snap with my new powers!” She demonstrated by snapping her fingers and causing a large chunk of granite to float out of the closet, which she then reshaped with her chaos magic to fit Twilight’s lab counters, making the original ones disappear as the new ones settled in and instantly glued themselves in place.

“There you go, girlfriend! That sealed granite will last indefinitely and stand up to any experiments you perform! Oh, and Maud? Tell Dad I promise to be there but to go enjoy himself with Mom until then. Oh, and I hope Limestone’s having fun being a heavy metal rocker!”

“She is. And Marble seems to really enjoy just swinging from a hammock in that summer day meadow setting you gave her, wearing a sundress and reading a romance novel. Boulder’s never seen her so happy. It does his heart good to see it,” Maud noted without any inflection.

“And I’m glad! I love her just for being so sweet and simple. I guess everyone else is all taken care of, then. But are you sure that you don’t want anything right now, Maud?” Sugar High asked her. “I can read desires, and I can tell that you’d really like to go spelunking in a crystal cave!”

Maud nodded once. “I definitely would. But not until I can get together with Mud Briar. Unfortunately, he’s too busy since he’s scheduled to present his doctoral thesis for wood decomposition in swamps next week and has to work on that. But don’t worry about me or Boulder, Pinkie. We’re enjoying Hammerspace immensely now.”

As she spoke, more ethereal tendrils reached out from it to begin caressing and probing her, then shortly pulled her back into the closet. The door closed briefly before bouncing open again to reveal that Sugar High’s sister was gone.

“Wow. Now who'da thunk that girl was a tentacle fiend?” Fertile Fields rubbed an arm behind her head.

“Who’da thunk any of us were?” Hyperdash instantly rejoined with a disbelieving shake of her head. “Let alone all of us?”

“You said it,” the transformed Twilight agreed, having watched the scene with some interest as she commanded her altered machines to revert to their previous forms, re-assimilating the tentacles that had been the source of her ascension back into their parent machines and scrap piles. “Thanks for the gift, Sugar High—even ascended, I’m sure I’ll find ways to make use of it. And thanks, all of you. I’m so glad you were here. I’m sorry that we—that I—was so much trouble.” She turned downcast for a moment.

At her forlorn tone, Crystal Queen walked up to lay a hand on her cheek, turning her newly ascended friend’s face to meet her gaze. “Don’t be, darling. We knew full well that you were fighting the specter of Midnight Sparkle past, and thus you needed more time. As well as a friend to be there and hold your hand,” she added with a glance and grin at Daydream, who grinned back

“But now that you’re ascended and are clearly not just the old Midnight, it’s time for you to choose a new name, Twilight,” Fluttershine reminded her, the spirits of a wolf and a deer at her side, nuzzling her naked form. “So please. We’re all eager to hear it.”

“What she said! So what’s it gonna be, Sugarcube?” Fertile Fields added, crossing her arms over her chest.

“Oh! Oh! I know! If you want a play on your original name, how about Dusk Shine? Or better yet, maybe a cool term like Eclipse!” Sugar High offered eagerly, springing high into the air with each leap, even without using her new wings.

“Uh, no,” Hyperdash quickly spoke up, gaining everyone’s attention. “Let’s just say I saw those names used elsewhere on some of my travels. And given who they belonged to, I’m pretty sure that Twilight here wouldn’t want them.” She rubbed her hands behind her head somewhat ruefully.

“Your travels?” the ascended Twilight blinked, exchanging a confused look with Daydream.

Hyperdash’s grin got broader. “That’s right, Twi. I’m so fast now that I can cross the universe almost instantly and even pass clean through black holes to other universes and realities. So to make a long story short, I’ve already seen all sorts of crazy alternate versions of us!”

For the first time, the former Twilight turned giddy. “You mean you can cross an Einstein-Rosen bridge even without the benefit of a naked singularity? That’s wonderful!” She flapped her circuitry-infused wings excitedly. “Can I come with you the next time you go? With my new power, I can now record our journeys and absorb the knowledge of the multiverse!”

“Fine by me! I already found some really insane different dimensions, including one I already showed Gilda! Yeah, she’s still having a little trouble with finding out there was a world where she was an actual flesh-and-blood griffon who fell head over heels for some ‘dweeb’ of a guy from the Philippines,” she recalled with a lopsided grin, to which Gilda piped up on the livestream that “Marco Lakan is the biggest dweeb who ever lived!”

“Oh, really?” Daydream smirked over crossed arms as she visualized it, wishing she could have seen the look on Gilda’s face when it happened. She’d always found Rainbow Dash’s girlfriend to be very blunt and brusque, to say nothing of a little too eager to get into fights. But the newly ascended goddess also knew from having once touched her arm and absorbed her memories that she genuinely loved the former Rainbow, and like her, was a good girl to have at your back, intensely loyal to her school and those she liked.

“Yep, really. And just for the endless teasing opportunities, I ain’t ever gonna let her forget it! She’s sitting back at home with that keg of brewski whipped up by Fertile Fields trying to absorb it all, but I’ll make it up to you later, girlfriend! In the meantime, we still need your new name, Twi.” Hyperdash winked at Gilda through the cameras, then turned her attention back on the newly ascended Twilight.

“No problem. Because it hasn’t really changed much.” The transformed teen closed her eyes and smiled; the thought occurred to Daydream that other than the wings, the only resemblance she really bore to Midnight Sparkle was the glowing magical spectacles that outlined her eyes.

She then teleported back in front of the mirror and stared into it, admiring her goddess body, letting her cameras continue to record her as comments kept pouring in on the chat remarking on her beauty while hoping she would ‘get it on’ with the other girls in the room. She indulged her audience by striking a pose and casually caressing a massive breast with one hand and her hip with the other, though neither looked especially oversized to Daydream’s eyes against her much larger form.

“It’s funny, but I knew who I was the instant I woke up—the keeper of knowledge and the master of both magic and technology. And better yet, I can combine them as I see fit to further my mission of both gaining and spreading knowledge, not just here but throughout all the realms of reality. And given that, there’s really only one title I could take.”

Her horn flared as she generated a new skintight outfit for herself, with a skirt and blouse composed of just a few sheer layers of fabric studded with both Equestrian gems and hints of circuitry in places. In a far cry from her earlier shyness, she kept her new curves quite visible along with hints of her newly prominent nipples, inviting the eyes of both her friends and lab cameras to fall upon her.

“Now and forever, I’m Midnight Maven, keeping the first part of my old goddess name while combining it with a new one that represents what Twilight Sparkle most aspired to be—a teacher. It says that I remain as I was—a seeker of knowledge—while also becoming a source of learning for all,” she said happily, her eyes even tearing up briefly as she beheld her new self in the mirror.

“Midnight Maven?” Sugar High repeated. “Oooo… I like it! It rolls right off the tongue! So you’re really, like, one person now?”

“I really am! What you see before you is the undoing of the schism that split my previous self asunder—Twilight and Midnight Sparkle made whole. But unlike my prior, far more amoral goddess incarnation that Daydream here stopped, I seek not to collect knowledge for its own sake and keep its power to myself, but to share it. I wish to learn so that I may better instruct others, and all my powers are now keyed towards that. For example…”

She demonstrated by closing her eyes and rapidly downloading information from her computers into her mind, which manifested itself as a visible stream of data coming from her servers through the air. It fed directly into her horn and wings, both of which lit up with the flow of data through her internal circuitry, all leading inward, visibly traveling through her spine and into her head and breasts.

“There. I’ve just absorbed every single bit of knowledge my computers possess—over eighty terabytes worth of data. This means that I am now far more powerful than any Tellusian wizard or Terran supercomputer, with the knowledge of two entire worlds at my fingertips. And countless more yet to come,” she announced as she completed the feed with a smile.

“Impressive, Sugarcube. So, this means we should call you Midnight, then? Works for me!” Fertile Fields tipped her hat.

“You may! In fact—and though I would never have said this before—I would prefer it. Now if you’ll indulge me, Daydream…” Her circuitry-infused eyes turned hooded as she sauntered up to a surprised Daydream and pulled her close with her aura, undressing herself again. She took great pains to press their chests together and rub horns as she kissed her fellow goddess deeply to a fresh eruption of fireworks in the online chat.

“I admit that I’m not sure if it’s more the former Midnight or Twilight with the crush on you, but it doesn’t matter now. For all you did for me, I want you worse than anything, and you did say that I could touch you if I wanted,” Midnight reminded her former enemy with a wink.

“So I did…” a suddenly and quite sorely aroused Daydream said with a smile. “In that case…” She returned the embrace and kiss, to the cheers of all and a renewed eruption of comments and acclaim from the video stream.

The other five newly ascended goddesses shortly joined the pair in an exchange of magical caresses and kisses, spending the next few minutes just experiencing each other’s powers and affection. They took pains to exchange not just physical and magical touches but even their respective forms of tentacles, enjoying each other’s company fully for the first time as Twilight’s lab cameras recorded it from multiple angles for their online admirers.

And this time, they continued their mutual lovemaking until they all came at once, with the myriad tendrils erupting their various forms of energy all over and inside them, leaving all seven newly ascended goddesses humming happily as outside observers saw a massive light show coming from Twilight’s lab.

“Whew! Not bad! So why didn’t we ever do this before?” Hyperdash wondered aloud. “I mean, all those slumber parties, and we never got to know each other more properly? We didn’t know what we were missing!”

“Don’t know, but reckon it was just wasted time! Well, now that we’re all demigods, what say we go out and exercise our new powers properly? Don’t know about the rest of y’all, but Ah’d like to go with Hyperdash here on a little interdimensional tourism!” Fertile Fields announced eagerly.

“Oh! Oh! Me too! Me too!” Sugar High jumped up and down excitedly with the aid of her new wings, her massive boobs bouncing high on her chest. “After what Dashie told us, I can’t wait to see what other versions of us are out there! You in, Middie?”

“Of course I am! Think I’m going to miss the chance to explore the multiverse?” Midnight rubbed her hands together eagerly. “Always wanted to see inside a black hole, too… and just think—after I write it up, Dean Sombra will have to accept me at Everfree University! And not just as a student, but a professor!” she said almost giddily, earning laughs from her friends.

“Now a half-Midnight goddess, yet in some ways still the same old Twilight…” Crystal Queen laughed as she allowed herself to be briefly rutted by one of Fluttershine’s spirit creatures, bending over a table to allow a drake to take her again. “And I must say, darling, your dragon friends make superb lovers…”

“And they like you,” Fluttershine said demurely. “They say they see you as an avatar and the means for them to reenter this world.”

“So I could be the progenitor of a restored dragon race?” the former Rarity looked intrigued. “Hmmm… I rather like that!”

“Go for it, C-Q! As for me, reckon Ah definitely wanna see that crazy crossover reality Dashie here talked about. But ya know, Ah also wanna give my new powers a proper workout. Oh! Ah know! Maybe see if Ah can grow plants on the moon. Or Mars!”

“Terraforming planets?” Midnight grew contemplative, suddenly walking around the lab with a thoughtful expression despite her renewed nudity and the cameras still on her, her arms partially crossed except for one hand scratching her chin just as Twilight used to do.

“You know, that would be an interesting exercise of our combined powers. It might take some time—years, even with all our new abilities—but I bet we can make Mars habitable by working together! The moon might require a few decades of work, though… but if we really want a challenge? How about Venus?” she suggested almost giddily. “That could require a few centuries of our attention, but turning it from a hellscape to a new paradise and second Earth would be our gift to humanity!”

“Now that’s ambitious!” Daydream approved as the online chat started to pick up again, with everyone asking if they were serious and they were truly goddesses now. “So let’s see… I could jump-start Mars by reheating its core and starting it spinning to regenerate its magnetic field. Once it’s reestablished, it could hold on to an atmosphere again against the solar wind,” she outlined.

“Once that’s done, Crystal Queen could modify the rocks and soils with her crystals to provide all the raw minerals needed for plant life and technological constructs, Midnight could make massive mining and atmosphere-generating machines while the first plants Fertile Fields seeds the surface with are oxygen-creating algae that will pave the way for later plants to come.”

“Excellent ideas,” Midnight approved, rubbing her hands together in anticipation. “And if it turns out we need more water, Sugar High and Hyperdash could team up to bring a massive swarm of comets from the Oort Cloud to provide it. And then once we’ve gotten far enough along, Fluttershine can initiate the formation of animal life, guiding its evolution!”

“Oh, my. I like that. My spirit friends say that Mars used to have life countless eons ago, but it died out. They are more than willing to help us,” Fluttershine said. “I can also use my power to reawaken the life force of the world itself. I’m sure it could aid us, too.”

“Good to hear! We can refine our terraforming techniques later, but first, I really want to explore those other realities Hyperdash mentioned! So what say we get started, girls? There’s an entire multiverse out there filled with endless possibilities and infinite knowledge that awaits us! Of course, there is first the little matter of all our witnesses to attend…” Midnight turned her gaze on the cameras with a glowing gleam in her aura-outlined eyes.

She then gave a deep bow, taking pains to display her naked and very voluptuous form. “I’m honored I was able to share all this with you, my friends. And thank you very much for all the new channel subscriptions! But with apologies, we can’t let you keep your memories or digital copies of this event. You’ll understand that as we don’t want to rule you, we would much rather live among you unnoticed as much as possible.”

The chat stream was then filled with comments begging them not to go or make them forget, with several saying it was not only the greatest show of their lives, but they were the most beautiful women in all existence.

Midnight smiled as Fluttershine blushed, Fertile Fields tipped her hat and Crystal Queen all but preened. “You flatter not just Midnight, but all of us,” Daydream replied on behalf of them all. “Don’t worry, we’ll reemerge whenever we’re needed, and if the time comes to reveal ourselves, you’ll regain your memories. But for now, we’re only a bunch of teenage girls who just happen to live near a magical portal to a different dimension. Don’t worry, the process won’t hurt, and we’ll let you remember what happened later, if and when we decide to reveal ourselves.”

“Oh. Um, okay, but I think we should at least let our families remember who we are,” Flutteshine spoke up, restoring her sheer outfit with a flare of her horn as the spirits around her took their leave, to the disappointment of Crystal Queen. “I know it could be a problem, but, um, I just don’t feel right about keeping this from them. So please let my parents remember my ascension. My brother, though…” She made a face. “I suppose it would be best for him to lose his memory of this. I love him, but I really don’t want him lusting after me.”

“Hmmm… you make a good point, darling,” Crystal Queen decided as she restored her own crystalline outfit with but a thought and a quick flare of her horn. “Though your brother may be unworthy of remembering, my sister most certainly is. As Sweetie Belle shared the experience and enhancements of my ascension, it would be most ungenerous of me to deprive her of them,” she decided.

“Yeah!” Sugar High spoke up.“And the same with my sisters! You heard Maud just now—I’ve never seen them so happy! I’m not about to take that away from them, or my parents! So let’s make sure they remember too!”

“Ditto. It wouldn’t be fair to wipe the memories of my parents, Gilda or Scootaloo. Especially after everything I accidentally did to them,” Hyperdash decided, restoring her clothes next. “And besides, I promised to take the entire DST time-traveling with me to see all our ascensions… once they finish their homework, that is.” She smiled.

Fertile Fields redressed with a flare of magic as well, to a disappointed remark from Gilda that she couldn’t “get enough of her blonde muff.”

“Yeah, and sorry, Gilds, but don’t worry—Ah’ll keep my promise and come by later! But for the rest, reckon Ah’m with Fluttershine on this, too. It just ain’t right to keep this secret from our friends and family. And besides, Ah wanna have some fun with Big Mac, and Ah ain’t about to take back Granny’s new youth, either. So, Ah say we leave them untouched,” she concluded with a tip of her hat and a briefly sly smile.

“Well, I don’t have anyone I shared my ascension with, so it’s not for me to decide,” Daydream nodded as her own goddess attire rematerialized, followed by her levitating her leather jacket from where it had been carefully draped over a chair and pulling it back on manually. “I can easily purge memory with all my new power and enhanced aura, but not on a global scale… unless I piggyback my magic on an internet-spanning spell created by Midnight Maven?” She suggested with a wink.

Midnight grinned. “An excellent idea! That is well within my goddess powers, Daydream Shimmer. And far be it from me to deny my dear friends their desires and most fervent fantasies,” she said with a wink, causing Daydream to smile at the realization that Midnight Maven had at least retained Midnight’s Sparkle’s penchant for flowery prose.

But she’d also kept Twilight’s love for her family and consideration for others, as her next words made clear. “Upon reflection, I’ll spare my family as well. For as much as I would love to erase the memories of my parents and brother so I can more properly seduce them later, it would not be right to deny them our shared experience, She decided with a downcast expression. “I already made that mistake once before with Timber, after all. I’ll restore his memory later and then personally apologize to him.”

Daydream then noted that the former Twilight’s eyes showed something Midnight Sparkle’s never did—regret. “Timber’s a good guy. I’m sure he’ll understand.” She grasped Midnight’s shoulder, now convinced that the two personalities of the former Twilight Sparkle were truly integrated. “And I’m also sure your family will appreciate it. If you want me to be there when you talk with them, I will.”

“Thank you, Daydream. I may take you up on that, but later. I’m sure they’d like a little distance right now and need time to assimilate the experience—especially my brother, who it would seem greatly enjoyed taking it up the tail. In the meantime, it sounds as if our decision is made: We’ll spare the memories of all mentioned—except Zephyr, of course—and if you wish, their enhanced bodies?” Midnight Maven waited expectantly for the answer.

All her friends blinked. “Huh. Hadn’t thought of that, but… yeah, it might be seen as a mite odd for the Destiny-Seeking Teenagers to show up at school suddenly having adult bodies and big boobs,” Fertile Fields decided with a grin, earning laughs as everyone visualized it. “So, tell ya what, Midnight—we’ll take their new bodies back, but also make it so they can restore ‘em anytime they want.”

“Very well, but with the understanding that if they abuse that ability, it will be revoked.” Crystal Queen turned stern as she crossed her arms over her ample chest. “You know how they are, so we simply must make it clear to them that with such great power comes an equally great and grave responsibility. And the same applies to us, darlings! By the strength of our friendships and on our love for our friends and families, let us Pinkie-swear here and now that we will always use our goddess powers for good.”

They performed the ritual oath to some befuddled reactions from the still-active stream, particularly when Sugar High produced a platter of cupcakes she pulled from a sudden portal and they all smooshed them into their eyes, to mutual laughter and licked fingers. “Excellent. So now that our course of action is settled, if you’ll assist me in casting the needed spells, my beloved Daydream…?” Midnight winked at her fellow goddess as a fresh series of protests erupted on the chat.

“My pleasure, Midnight.” The two faced each other and held hands as their horns ignited; Daydream using her memory magic combined with the former Twilight’s technomagic to unleash a program that sought out and erased all copies of the livestream from the internet, including BoobTube’s servers.

Carried by a special magical charm disseminated worldwide by a program custom-built for the purpose, Daydream’s memory magic was then broadcast through every screen and cellphone tower worldwide to reach and erase all knowledge of the events of that night from the minds of those who had seen it—excepting those on a special whitelist Midnight attached to it that included Gilda, the DST and other requested family members.

The latter were then deprived of their new forms to eruptions of dismay via text, until Midnight broadcast messages back indicating that they could restore them whenever they wished, with admonitions that they were not to do so in public. Or in the case of the DST, to try to appear older than they were.

It took less than a minute to complete, and Midnight nodded in mingled sadness and satisfaction as the livestream went dark, its recording purged. “Done. The only remaining digital copies of my transformation and livestream are stored in my body now.” She happily patted her beach ball-sized breasts.

“Someday, when the time is right, I’ll upload them again. But until then, here it remains. So, my good friends and fellow goddesses… now that we’re all ascended, shall we explore the infinite realms of the multiverse?” she slipped a hand around Daydream’s waist.

“Oh, I’m definitely in. How about the rest of you?” Daydream asked them all.

“Yeah!” Sugar High exclaimed, jumping up and down again in her excitement. “Let’s go! Let’s go!”

“Hell yeah!” Fertile Fields exclaimed before catching Crystal Queen’s glare. “Oops! Sorry, C-Q… for what it’s worth, Granny wouldn’t approve either! She’s the only one allowed to cuss in our family!”

“How apt. A goddess you may be, but your tongue and manners remain as uncouth as ever! But so be it. I still love you, and as I wish to know what other versions of us may exist, let us not tarry, darlings!”

“Oh, um, if it’s okay, I’d like to see what Hyperdash said I became in that world she showed Gilda. Could we maybe go there first?” Fluttershine asked shyly but eagerly.

“You got it, girl! Aw, man, I can’t wait to show you all that place! Gilda, Grimm, and the Marines—you’ll never believe it unless you see it!” Hyperdash gained a knowing grin, to which Midnight smirked in turn.

“I admit, I’m just a bit skeptical about such a crazy crossover reality that has Gilda of all people as a hero. But I’m also curious and willing to be convinced, so let us be off, then! And as some of us can travel just a tad faster than the rest, if you’ll do the honors, ‘Dashie’…?” The former Twilight deliberately used Gilda’s nickname for her with a wink, causing Hyperdash to smirk as she raised her spectral wings to tap her powers.

“My pleasure, ‘Middie’! Now hold on tight, girls! Our next stop is Sagittarius A!” She announced as her horn ignited and her wings released a coruscating display of spacetime energy that enveloped them all in rainbow light. The lab cameras recorded their entire field of view rippling hard from gravitational distortions, and by the time it cleared, the room was completely empty again.