Chapters Programs in visions
The bright red mare crumpled the paper into a tight ball as the rhyming panged against her ear. With abandon, she tossed it over her shoulder as it rolled to the base of the waste basket with about eight others that didn't make it in. Why was she wasting paper? Because having this garbage on her computer meant any schmoe could hack into it and read it. Hell, she'd prefer someone to spy on her porn. At least they had better writing skills than she did. Why in the hell was she sitting at this damn desk and writing this drivel anyway?
She was two months away from college, having passed high school by a mile. To appease her mother, she signed up for college the month before graduation. She wanted to take a year off from school, but that was out of the question. Apparently a 3.6 grade average just wasn't good enough. She had to get to the next level whether she cared to or not.
Neon Sol didn't feel like practicing the bass. Her band was practicing tonight, but she knew her part well enough. She didn't feel like writing a song, although she told Dusk that she totally would do so asap. Yeah, not happening.
That's when her eyes traced over to her full sized bed against the wall to her left. She leered downward, toward the bottom, blinking. She scratched the back of her hot pink mane with the butt of her pen and took a deep breath as she pushed her chair out.
"Sol!" The door burst open and she shrieked! Gloaming Flare burst in and scared the life out of her before she put her hand on her chest and gasped for breath.
"Damnit, Flare!" She punched him in the arm with an audible thwack! "How many times do I need to tell you to knock!?"
"Hey! Quit hitting!" He said as he rubbed his tricep. They glared at one another as he stood in her doorway.
"What do you want, you little twirp!" She interrupted her glare to check around her. Thankfully, there didn't seem to be any red feathers from her wings.
"You said you'd help me with my entrance essay." Flare replied, causing Sol to exasperate. "Hey, you're the one who said to remind you."
"I didn't say 'burst into my room like a gazelle and scare the ghost out of me'! What if…" She stopped herself from saying anything more. She shook her head and waved it away. "Just show me what you have so far, you little imp." Sol said and Flare rolled his eyes.
"All this after I helped you pass your programming final." He sighed audibly.
"Oh, don't even start with me! You've been paid back with interest." She followed him across the hallway to his room.
His quarters were about as tidy as hers with an overflowing garbage can, a line of soda cans along the desk ledge and model car parts strewn all over the rest of the surface by his VR based computer. The screen was visible, as neither of them liked doing text documents with a headset. Seriously, the graphics they used in VR documents were seizure inducing. Who in their right mind could type like that?
Sol frowned at the digital keyboard interface on the desk. It was just a series of laser lights forming the keys. Many called her crazy, but she preferred a real one.
"You call this a starting paragraph?" She asked after reading it over. "Where's your thesis, and why are you talking about vamponies?"
"That's what my essay is about. I said I wanted to write about how the legend of vamponies has changed over the last two centuries and how it was better if we stuck with the ones from the 1970's." Flare said as the dark blue pegasus waited for the degradation that was to come. She'd gaslight his topic and call him an immature loser and cast some sort of hex on-
"Okay, that's not a terrible topic." She admitted, causing his eyes to bulge. "Though, if we know when the first legend started, it doesn't predate recorded history." She backspaced some of the paragraph and started tapping on the desk surface.
"For someone who hates holographic keyboards, you sure type fast on them." Flare observed, noticing she had already typed a whole paragraph in the time it took for him to type two sentences. "How do you know when the first book was written about the Blood Count?"
"What? Are you serious? How many times has Firewire brought you in to help with that stupid game? I was helping them test it twice and I caught all of this info. Have you not been paying attention? Where are your sources for this essay?" She asked as she searched through his browsers, seeing Hooftube, gaming sites, coding sources and more game reviews.
Then she brought up the other browser and every single tab was porn. Before he could stop her, there it was, gamer girl cam porn. The one where they put vibrators in their cunts and make them vibrate with the game's impact features. Because of course that's why his essay isn't done.
"For heaven's sake, Flare, how many tabs of porn do you need all at once?" She pinched her snout between her eyes and he gave a nervous laugh as he scratched the back of his blonde mane with red tips. "When is this due?"
"Tomorrow." He said in a small voice and she balked. "I'm just not good at this sort of thing. I'm a programmer."
"And coding doesn't require typing? You've made how many gaming engines from scratch, now?" She asked him and it actually looked like he was trying to remember. "Six, Flare, you've created six of them and I have seen you type a keyboard to death on that third one."
"Yeah, the Flare3 Engine. I still use code from that one." He chuckled until he noticed her death stare.
"And now, you're going to owe me." She said as she intertwined her fingers and popped them and her elbows as she stretched. "That's a thousand words by tomorrow."
"I've seen you write three thousand." He looked at her, puzzled.
"I've written five thousand in a day, but that was song lyrics! I don't need to follow song lyrics up with citations and sources and they don't need to be properly formatted. This is going to cost you plenty." She growled at him, her blue eyes gazing into his yellow eyes to let him know that she was deathly serious with every word.
Then she started to pull up scholarly sources, free public domain books on vamponies and videos on the subject of the movies and the books. He watched her do this as if it were some sort of second nature to her.
"Do you mean the…" He started to say and she nodded.
"Finish my minigame or I swear, you will live to regret it. You will wish that I made you brain dead while we were in mom's uterus together." She said as her fingers began tapping on the surface once again. A good solid minute of typing later and she stopped as she turned to him with an even meaner look. "Well, go on! I'm doing this now, so you should be coding!"
"Hey, Flare!" A familiar voice said from the living room.
"First, see what Fire wants." Sol rolled her eyes as Gloaming Flare facepalmed.
Firewire was in the living room, laptop on his lap, his second laptop on the couch cushion beside him and another laptop on his other side acting as a server.
The naval blue pegasus hadn't shaved, but his goatee wasn't thick at all. His red mane was in a ponytail and he typed on one laptop, then the other laptop, while pressing enter on the third laptop.
"Yeah, Fire?" Flare asked and the older pegasus pointed to the young stallion's mother, who was on the other half of the corner couch.
Night Coder had notes all over the couch, sticky notes all over the laptop on the coffee table and three different coffee mugs lined up along the side of it. She was laying there, her very tired eyes half opened as she looked at her son. She wiped a tiny bit of drool from her bottom lip.
"How's that essay coming?" Her pinkish red hair was in tatters as she sat up on the couch. She went hard the night prior and she was paying for it this morning. It was nearly 10:30 and it looked like his mom was ready to sleep for another three hours.
"It's coming." He assured her, though her look was not very reassuring. "I'll have it done by tomorrow."
"Good, remember to have Neon Sol look it over before you submit it." The mare said as she looked over at Firewire, who stopped typing and looked at her.
"What?" Fire asked, then he looked to Flare, who shrugged.
"You're still going. You've been coding for eleven hours straight. It is time to stop, eat something and cuddle with me. Find a point. I need to call Ember Wing too." Night said as she checked the time. "You're done with all of the objects in level four?"
"All of the breakables are finally done. We can even use some of them in the final levels." Fire said as she picked up the headset and logged into the interface.
"What about throwables?" Flare asked and Firewire nodded. "So you finished telekinesis?"
"Yeah, I even did the glass shards, but it only works on the stained glass windows." Firewire said as Night sighed and took off the headset, massaging her eyelids.
"Okay! Enough talking shop. I swear, I'm having the code dreams again." She got up and popped her back four times as she sighed. Then she pointed at Flare. "You, essay." Then pointed at Firewire. "You, lunch."
"Can't we have brunch?" Firewire asked and she groaned.
"Food, you twirp! Then I want a warm, soft embrace while I watch my new episodes. I must be at least three episodes behind. Damnit, I can't wait until this game is finito!" Night sighed as she gathered the dirty mugs.
"Just half a level to go, sweety." Firewire grinned as he saved his work.
"Don't 'sweety' me. You may as well say we have an entire game left to finish. I knew we shouldn't have gone fully interactive set pieces." Night brought the mugs around to the kitchen as she glared at Flare, who finally went back to his room.
"Every single element is being used to enhance the gameplay. It made every sense to make things moveable and breakable. Remember The Lost Manor? Every review praised our devotion to the interactive setting."
"Not every review." She pointed out and he waved that notion away.
"Every official review. Amateur reviewers don't count. Just because you can type something up or speak into the microphone does not mean your opinion matters." He shook his head and waved both hands this time. "The point is, this is something that other small developers are missing. We're good enough to where we don't need to go early access, nor do we need to release a game and do patches afterward. That shit is either bad practice or publishers wanting to have their cake and eat it too."
"It is also the work of sixty developers or more. I am aware of the numbers, Fire. We don't need to discuss the problems with gaming in general. What matters is the work that needs to be put in and what is simply fluff that the casual gamers never pay attention to. I'd much rather focus on the casual crowd than a bunch of keyboard hounds that will never be satisfied until every game comes with a free blowjob."
There was a silence between them. That long drawn out silence where both parties were given something to think about. Night Coder could understand the need for such detailed work but that was hard to appreciate when it made the level take that much longer to develop. Thankfully, their publisher was very happy with the updates they were sending in. Being a more independent company had its perks, but it also meant they needed a more creative avenue for advertisements and platforms.
Firewire looked off to the side as his hand went to his chin, tapping it with his finger. Night's eyebrows went low and she scowled.
"No, we are not programming first day purchase blowjobs in this game." She said with a very flat tone.
"But just think of the–"
"Maybe next time." Night Coder slapped his arm and motioned toward the next room. "Hungry. Food. Kitchen. Now."
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"There. Done." Sol said as she stretched. She popped her neck and both elbows and sighed. "I'm only guessing the format they want it in. MPA is the usual go-to." The young mare looked back toward Flare to see he had on his headset and seemed to be quite diligently working.
"How's your end?" She asked as his worked his glowing gloves around, moving virtual objects and casting them onto the digital floor.
"It's going great, actually. Had a bit of a muse, actually. This shouldn't take too long." He said as he began shaping character designs. She knew this because his hand movements were still fast but much more diligent and methodic. The details with which he worked was admirable. She gave him a hard time but she couldn't argue with his results. Given time, he could possibly rival some of the top devs in the industry.
"So, why don't you help Mom and Fire with their game?" She asked as he already finished one character model and went onto another one. How did he do that so quick?
"Because they both want me to focus on college. Despite the fact that I'm not even officially in." Gloaming Flare was paying far more attention to detailing this character and suddenly she wanted to see who he was detailing into the game.
"Alright, well just let me know when you get everything done for an alpha test. I'm going to eat something." Sol said as she noticed his hands were positioned as if he were squeezing two balloons at chest level. She blinked at this.
"Right, I'll take a break here in a bit. I wanted to see Ember when he came. You think he'll bring the bat pony girl again?" He asked as innocently as he could, making her roll her eyes.
"She has a girlfriend. Something you should think about getting." Sol said and he scoffed.
"And your last boyfriend was how long ago?" Flare came back at her, making her eye twitch.
"Just don't forget to eat." She said as she walked out the room.
"Roger wilco." Flare said as he began programming objects.
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"It is a bit of a problem, especially now." Firewire said as he put the dishes in the dishwasher and rinsed a few of them off while Flare put up the food. "Ponies are literally getting a deficiency in vitamin D because they will literally never go outside. This is why we tell you kids to put up the digitals and go outside for at least an hour as many times as you can."
"Working from home, food deliveries and staying on the internet is no life for anyone." Night said as she finished putting a bag in the garbage. "We want you kids to be better than that. And now you're telling me you're making another game?"
"Yeah." Flare said as he pushed the fridge closed and it began to analyze the contents for any rot or mold.
"It took you five months and I swear we never saw you when you made Cyborg Flint. Now you're jumping straight into another one?" Night Coder asked as she put on her Mom voice.
"No, this one is way smaller and uses the same Dream Engine. It's not going to take near as long. It's for a friend." Flare heard a distinct silence as Sol stopped typing on her ancient keyboard. He still couldn't believe she found a working one at a decent price.
"Well, since your essay is done, I'll let it go, but don't sign any more contracts this time without us. We've been in this business for a very long time, since before you were born, and we kept our noses clean because we didn't skimp on reading the fine print." Night looked over at Sol, who was now reading her screen with her finger tapping her chin. "Any luck?"
"No, all of these basses are beyond repair and not worth the effort. All I can find are cannibal parts." She shrugged. "It's fine, I'll just stick with the one I've got."
"I'll see if I can help on that front, Sol. If you really want an original five string bass that badly, I could find some of my old friends." Firewire said as he checked the time. "Ember should be here soon."
"Didn't you say Dusk had an old bass guitar?" Flare asked, causing Sol to sigh in a big way.
"Yes and sweet mercy, it is beautiful. It is not a six string, but I offered him the moon and the stars for it. He will never give it up because it was his first instrument he ever learned how to play. Even when he took up electric guitar, he kept it." She remembered how gorgeous that instrument was, with the black inner panel on the body and the fire pattern blue around the edges. She would have cherished it, even if it was only one string.
That's when they all got the notification on their devices that someone was at the door.
Sol let Ember in as she waved. "Hey, Ember! Welcome to our humble abode once again." She said and they hugged. Then she saw Vera and they shared a wave as well.
"Hey, Ember!" Night came to him and hugged him tight. "Take a seat, we've got great news!"
"Awesome! So do we!" The orange pegasus said as the purple bat pony beside him nodded. They both walked into the living room, where Firewire was preparing the test session. "We have a solid date for the Game Expo!"
"What? Already?" Night asked as she got her notes and sat on the couch.
"Yeah, actually, that was the big thing we wanted to talk about and why we moved up our meeting." The uneasiness could be sensed a mile away as he scratched his muzzle and looked at Vera, who shrugged.
Both Night and Firewire lifted an eyebrow at him as they sat on the couch. Both of them paused their preparations as they began to have a sinking feeling in their guts.
"Well, it turns out that the ones I told to keep me informed were keeping me informed about… the wrong convention." Ember Wing said and both of their jaws hit the floor.
"Wrong convention? How in the hell did that happen?" Fire asked as he began to run his fingers over his forehead. He sighed, figuring he already didn't want to ask the next question. "So, I take that to mean our convention is…"
"In two days." Vera said with her eyes off to the side and a big, nervously fake smile came to Ember's face.
Flare was at the doorway to the hall. He heard all of this before he had the chance to greet Ember. His eyes lost their irises and pupils, and his mouth hung open.
"Two days?!" Both of them exasperated at the same time.
Ember grimaced and nodded.
"But the demo isn't done!" Night said in a panicked tone.
"It's a five hour train ride!" Fire said as he facepalmed.
There came a very still, uncomfortable silence in the room. Ember's fingers were pinched onto the place between his eyes and Vera was twiddling her fingers as she stared at the floor.
"Well, I guess that stocks up the next two days real nicely." Flare said from the doorway as he leaned against it and grinned. "Looks like the two of you are going to need some help."
"I…" Vera cleared her throat. "I can help too. I've been programming." She said as she slowly rubbed her hoof on the carpet floor as a blush came across her face.
"Yeah, for this to work, we're going to need to visit our old friend…" Ember sighed, as did Fire and Night.
"Admiral Crunch." All three of them said at the same time. Vera looked at them with a raised eyebrow.
"Who?" The purple batpony asked, drawing looks from all three of them.
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"You have twenty-four hours to program thirty gigabytes of data?" Sol asked the four of them as they set up shop all across the livingroom.
Ember stood in the center with his VR visor, moving his hands around and calling out coordinates to any spot he found glitches or places with incomplete coding. Firewire was typing like crazy on both laptops and Night was on her data pad with the stylus and a data feed streaming on her screen. Vera typed, then sketched, typed, then erased and corrected on a sheet of a notepad.
All four of them had been working for four hours while Sol was in her room, practicing her bass while watching her favorite game streamer recording. She glanced over at Ember, a bit weirded out that he was in her living room in real life.
"That's about the size of it, sweety. That means twenty hours to go. Can you fend for yourself while we work?" She asked, never taking her eyes off of her screens.
"I'm eighteen, Mom. I think I know how to warm up some soup." She rolled her eyes and straightened her mane a bit. The bright red pegasus watched as they all worked in synchronized fashion. All of them working on function, details, backgrounds, voice overs, and just about everything you could think of for this game.
"Um, no, we're ordering pizza. If we're going to crunch mode, we're on a dev diet." Firewire said and Night shrugged, not even arguing any points because she did get hankerings for pizza when they went into programming frenzies.
"Alright, well I'm going to be at band practice for a while so…"
"Oh, ummm, Sol?" Vera said from her place in the recliner. "Dusk is actually sick today. He's been asleep with the flu."
The news caused Sol to breathe in deep. The blew out this breath and began to nod and laugh. This was not a laugh with any sense of humor.
"Well, okay then. I don't suppose you all need someone who can program a stylish version of Pong or Snake, so I guess I'll just be in my room." She sighed as she waved and began to walk out.
"Sol…" Night said, but Sol was already gone. All of them paused as they heard her door close.
Outcasted once again. The family unit worked, she understood that. But if they were a band, then she would have been the one in the background with a tambourine. Sol tried so hard to take up coding. It simply did not click.
Video games were very artistic and she loved them more than a little. When she saw a whole page of coding, though, she froze. She understood maybe two or three commands and she could make one of those activity threads but that's about as far as she went.
All of her skills seemed rudimentary by comparison and sometimes, the only way she could cope was shoving her muzzle into the pillow on her bed. How she wanted so badly to be a part of all of that. It felt like the ultimate game that she couldn't play. It was nothing like that, but the feeling was there.
The door opened after about thirty minutes of her tears soaking into her pillow. Sol sighed and opened her bloodshot eyes as she faced the headboard. As the pony sat on the side of her bed, she was a little astounded to see that it wasn't her Mother that sat there, but it was Flare. Her brother sat on the edge, glancing at her.
"You still want to play that game I made you?" He asked as he looked at her band poster for Triple Abomination on her wall. This gave her pause and made her turn her head.
"You just started that game." She said as she looked over at him. He smirked and scratched his blonde, red tipped mane.
"No, I started it two months ago. It was going to be a surprise. It's not entirely finished, but it's more than ready for beta testing." He said, causing her to pause as she considered his words. Such talent and drive.
Here she was demanding an entire game being made for the price of an essay. There was a severe valley between their talents in terms of skill and effort involved. She closed her bloodshot eyes and laid her head back on the pillow, feeling the cold wet tears as they worked their way into the fabric.
"It's fine, I shouldn't have told you to make it in the first place." She rasped through a hoarse voice.
Then she was stunned as he laid down in her bed with her, pulling her close into his lanky form. She felt his muzzle on her cheek and the breath from his snout as he sighed. Flare kept his arms around her in a rare show of affection.
"If you don't play it, it would make me sad." He said in the most sober, serious tone she'd ever heard from him. "The reason I made it so fast and with so much inspiration is because you inspired me. You're my muse, Sol."
The bright red pegasus gazed at him with some astonishment. To think of herself as a muse was something of a laughing stock… but a fun thought none the less.
The pause brought a stillness to the room. It lasted a good long while as she lied there with her brother in a familiar position. They hadn't done this since well before high school, but the nostalgic memory was not lost on either of them. It even brought back others.
"Okay." She said, looking at him, even surprised him with a small peck on his lips. Her eyes were clearing up a bit and she gave him a genuine smile. "Okay." She repeated.
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Bright Shadow City was beyond compare with any other. The neon lights polluting the sky, the hustle of the quiet car engines on the street. Ponies walking through the streets and sidewalks, either commutung to work, home, the nearest club or nowhere in particular.
Neon Sol had never seen so many mohawks in her life. Though, to Flare's credit, their color pallets were all quite diverse and plentiful. Some of them were even spiked mohawks with electrical coils bouncing through them. Eyepatches glowed with a robotic pupil and she even noticed some with cybernetic limbs. It was all fascinating in detail. How in the hell did he make this game in two months?
Sol added a few enhancements of her own. Her blue irises glowed with night vision, her upgrade chip was at level 2 on the back of her neck and she even had a few others in both arms. Sol had to hand it to him. He'd really come a long way since Cyborg Flint.
Bright Shadow looked nice, but as she crossed the street, she noticed a few of the padestrians fighting on the corner sidewalk. There was no communication or insults, one of them just started throwing punches and it was on. Though, Sol knew it was a glitch in the non-player character artificial intelligence, Flare would undoubtedly call it a feature. As much as Sol wanted to interfere and bust some heads, all she had was a pistol. The Wolf .45 automatic firearm was powerful enough to get the job done but she had two clips in total and wasting ammo was not a good idea.
That's when she noticed her device go off on the back of her neck. She tapped it three times to answer and her right eye turned to a purple glow.
"Yeah?" She said and heard a familiar voice.
"Come to the alley on Bricker Street between the diner and the strip club. We got a new job." The voice tried so desperately hard to sound deep and mysterious.
"Be right there, Flare. Try not to get a sore throat." Sol said as she started to walk between NPC's, noticing one had on a jumpsuit, covered in car grease. She had to shake her head at the level of detail.
"Oh, just come on." He said before hanging up and putting a waypoint on her HUD that was very easy to follow, unlike the HUD effects in Cyborg Flint that he had to go back and reprogram around five times before getting them right.
She crossed the street, noticing a passing car had a spoiler on the back, neon glowing below the car itself and shined with immaculate reflection. She shook her head at the detail and found the alley. Of course, her horndog of a brother added the obligatory prostitutes in front of the alley and they said four unique lines of dialogue. All of it equating to how girls got a discount or how tonight could be more fun.
She wore a gray trenchcoat and a red spagetti strap top underneath it. Her jeans were black and her gray boots went up near her knees. The starting clothes were pretty mundane, but knowing him, he probably polished every single shiny plate and glow dotted every surface of the advanced power armors and/or nanotech wear he had time to make.
"There's one of them." A gruff sounding voice said from the end of the alley, making her stop. There stood four stallions in front of a door that she was obviously headed toward. "This is Fade territory now. You're gonna need to cough up seven hundred credits or we're going to teach you a lesson."
The punk stallions all had some cybernetics attached to them. The cyborg golem, especially. He was about seven feet tall, heavily bulked with muscles and metal patches over forty percent of his body.
"Subtle…" Sol said as all of them did not wait for her to pay, as the toll was obviously BS dialogue for a story based battle. With striking ease, she pulled her Wolf .45 pistol from its holster and began to fire.
The nearest one was struck three times with bullets and fell as the brute beside him began to charge. Sol rolled to the side of him as he passed her by and hit the wall on the alley's side. As heavy as he was, the bricks stopped him cold. Sol was left wondering how long the cliche of a brute man charging into a wall to become dazed was going to play out. Still, it was better than trying to take him head on.
That's when she ducked down below a glow blade as the shining blue laser swooped by as a pony thug attacked. She slapped the top of her knee to produce a glow blade of her own along her shin.
With a flip, she shredded her assailant, doing enough damage to him to make him burst into pixels. In two more solid moves, she swept one of the remaining through his shins and shot two more bullets into the next.
Both burst into pixels at the same time. Sol twirled her pistol on her finger and holstered it at her side as she stood. She popped her neck and slapped her knee to retract the beam blade back into her shin compartment.
"Nice combat section, Flare." She muttered to herself. Sol walked on toward the back alley door and opened it. Her face went red and her eyes widened. "Oh, for the love of…"
Sol was in the middle of a leather utopia. She saw g-strings on big booties, fishnetted tits, male thongs with bulges too big, black zipper masks, chains, whips and nipple clamps. Ponies were sparsely dressed and while some of them gave her looks, she walked through with an expression that made her look like she was smelling something very bad. Someone was seriously giving booze to these people as hard electric metal played over brightly colored lights that could cause seizures. She'd never seen so many bridles, blinders and bit mouthpieces in her life.
They were even riding some ponies with saddles! Come on! This was ridiculous. One mare with a leather top that showed off the entirety of her tits rode on a stallion in bridle, saddle and blinders. She tipped her cowgirl hat to Sol and trotted by. Sol sputtered a bit but figured she probably had some kinks of her own that would soon form. She had no intention of putting on a bridle, but some of the fishnets… no, no, focus. It was time to focus.
She followed the way marker down to the hall. It wasn't long before she found the door into a room that glowed with black light enhanced highlights. There was Flare, leaning against the wall with a sly grin on his face.
He wore a bright orange tank top, some jeans that hung down way below his waist and showed off his very visible six pack. He had on reflective, glowing sunglasses like a visor.
"Wow, Flare, if I didn't know any better, I'd imagine this was a ruse to get me in some sort of mood." Sol accused as she glared at him. Though, it was a half-hearted glare that didn't have any real conviction behind it. Her sweat and embarrassment were palpable and she had a hard time standing up straight on both hooves.
"What gave you that idea?" His boxer briefs were visible from just below the hem.
"What are you doing, Flare?" Sol tried so hard not to look at him but she couldn't stop herself from taking small glances at his bulge.
"I just wanted to make you a game like you asked. Do you like it so far?" He asked as he approached her. The place was a VIP room with a stripper pole, sliding wall screen, hologram display and mini-fridge along with other luxurious touches which included a queen sized overstuffed bed.
"So, you made this entire city with all of its details just to hit on me? This is insane!" He got up to her and she backed into the door as his muzzle came so close to hers. "I keep telling you we shouldn't be doing this."
"Then why do you keep doing it?" He asked as her face flushed a scarlet color over her bright red. That's when he kissed her on the lips and she gasped, whimpering into his mouth as their tongues rubbed together.
As she pushed him at arm's length, she gave three labored gasps before she crumpled into his embrace and their lips met again.
"No, this is wrong." Sol whispered in a helpless tone as she put her hand on his chest. This time it was for balance. "We shouldn't–" She gasped as she looked down to see his cock pop out from the front of his pants. His dark blue flesh pole was something to behold. He was absolutely rock solid with a tiny bit of dampness on the tip. "What are you doing?" She whispered as her hands clamped around his pulsating member. "Put this away…" Her voice went to a more dull, half hearted tone as she stroked the erection with one hand, while the other cupped his balls.
His cheeks turned red and precum leaked onto her hands and she used it to jerk him harder.
"I will in a few minutes." He whispered as he reached under her shirt to squeeze her C cup breasts and cause her breath to heighten further. "Right after I fuck your brains out."
"That's the opposite of what I'm telling you!" Despite her words, she made no move to stop him from exposing her bright red body with her shirt, bra and pants all hitting the floor along with her trench coat.
It wasn't long before she got on her knees and shoved his cock deep into her throat. She'd done this a handful of times to him, but for some reason, she was deepthroating like a champ. She went past his medial ring and slobbered her tongue all over his manhood. Her hand stroked his balls and squeezed his scrotum while she could feel his lust building from within. Her blue eyes gazed into his as her tongue began to lap up precum from his urethra.
"Maybe we should st-" As the command left her voice, it passed over to him. Her hands stayed onto his dick as she spoke and he interrupted.
"Go to the bed and let me see your pussy." He whispered in a harsh tone that caused her to go quiet. She gazed at him, incredulous as his lips pressed to hers and his tongue swirled over the inside of her mouth. His two fingers went between her legs and began to massage the growing wet spot in the front of her white cotton panties.
"O-okay…" She was practically drooling from both sets of lips at this encounter. She was up on the bed with her round ass cheeks in the air and her panties crumpled to the side to give him a full view of her naughty bits, asshole and all. "We are going to be in so-FUCK! YES!"
His muzzle ground against her pink pussylips as his tongue invaded her fuckhole and swirled in circles, licking all of those tasty edges and she pressed her face into the mattress, which was ever so soft. The cushion muffled her screams of passion as he licked every crevice of her inner labia.
From digital nothing, he produced a gold colored butt plug, pre-lubricated with a red and blue heart showing outward. He pulled his tongue out of her cunt, causing her to shiver with disappointment.
Then she felt his thick phallic battering ram fill her vaginal canal within a second. Then a thick puncture into her ass at the exact same time, making her cum hard as both entered her. He was undeterred by her pussy clamping onto him. He began to rut her splooshing pussy no matter how tight she got. Her wetness tripled as a result and allowed him to thrash her.
"Damnit, Flare! Why are you making me cum so hard! If you keep this up, I'll become too accustomed to your thick cock!" She felt him fuck her harder at this decree as this thumb pressed the butt plug harder into her ass. She gritted her teeth and closed her eyes tight against the indescribable pressure and pleasure she was feeling.
"I'll mold your pussy to the shape of my dick and keep you to myself!" He pledged, punishing her twat with a few more hard thrusts against her cervix.
"Yes! It's all yours! Whatever you want! Fuck your sister! Fuck her hot pussy! Harder!" Then she let out a shriek as he pressed the heart on her plug. The heart lit up in red and blue and began to vibrate at a tremendous rate. "You sick bastard! I'm cumming again! Fuck!"
With one single squeeze of his cock, he was forced to pull out and unleash a hot splattering of cum on her ass cheeks, on her pussy lips and on her wings as he jerked off his horse dick from behind her.
"Oh, yes! Cover me! That's so fucking hot! Glaze me!" She moaned, her face a much darker shade and her cheek pressed against the bed as she enjoyed a very hard orgasm.
"You jackass…" Sol said after her hormones and typical heat brain wore off and the two of them sat on the bed. They were both bare naked. She'd tossed her now useless panties as they were covered in sex fluids. "You just had to do it again, didn't you?"
"You didn't seem to mind once we got down to it." Flare said as he brushed his blonde and red hair back over his ears. She slapped his arm and scowled.
"Yeah? Well now my asshole and pussy ache." She said as she looked down with a hard blush and her eyes trailed off to the side.
"So, where did you want to do it again?" Flare asked, causing Sol to facepalm with an exasperated sigh. Then she brushed her hand through her hair and brought it down to her face.
"The shower…"
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Ember Wing stretched, yawning big as he paused the game around him. The bats, the zombies and the werewolves all stayed in place as he felt himself wake up a little bit more. It was a temporary fix, but he knew the gameplay and movement would help him stay awake.
"Unpause." He commanded and the game resumed. He swiped his sword across a bat's face, slicing it out of the air. The castle he was in was a dungeon or a catacomb type environment that was just dripping with atmosphere. Everywhere, there were caskets and piles of bones inside a dark, gray stone room.
The monsters were finally cleared out and the dungeon went back to its creepy vibe with the hollow whistling and distant creaking noises.
"Wow, Vera, this is a damn good demo so far." Ember said before looking around. "Vera?" She was nowhere to be seen.
In the other dungeon room, Night Coder was repairing any and all holes and glitches in the coding that she could find. She ran her fingers over the stone walls and the floors to check for anything. Her fingers glowed as she found errors and corrected them. Vera was leaning on the other side of the wall.
"Tessa wants me to meet her parents." Vera said with her hand on her cheek. Her hippogryph girlfriend and she had been dating a couple of months and now this was on the table.
"Sounds like it's getting serious." Night said as she moved on to a different area in the wall. "Have you bought a ring yet?"
The purple bat pony's pupils dilated and her eyes began to dart left to right for a moment.
"I'm kidding, Vera. Tessa is a sweet girl. I doubt she would lead you in a parent trap. You might end up liking them." Night said before she noticed Vera was twiddling her thumbs. "You're that nervous?"
"Maybe." Vera said as she pressed her index fingers together.
"Well, I can't say I blame you. Even though Fire isn't the most conventional boyfriend a mare could have, he never asked me to meet his parents." Night thought for a moment and it was true, she never really had anything someone could call a "normal relationship" with a "significant other". She'd been working with him so long and they'd satisfied all of the needs for so long, there was never a reason to label it anything official.
"It'll probably be fine." Vera said as she looked at another small hole in the programming and filled it in. "I just really hope we're not moving too fast."
"Do not hesitate to tell her that. Like I said, we're not conventional here, but that's how we're comfortable. Fire and I started dating after he impregnated me." Night said, causing Vera to nearly spin her head around in astonishment.
"Yeeeeah," Night remembered, "I was a bit of a wild child. I had a bit of an obsession with getting pregnant. It was to the point where I had a breeding party with… seven guys?"
"Seven?" Vera couldn't even imagine such a thing. Though, the more she tried to, the more she needed to wiggle her thighs against her crotch.
"Somewhere around there. It was a long while ago." She chuckled, then looked at Vera. She was off in Lala Land with a blush on her face as she wobbled. Her legs were fidgeting around. "Are you alright, Vera?" She asked as the purple bat pony stopped suddenly and gazed toward Night with a sheepish nod. "Really…"
The older mare approached her and looked at her closely, causing her to back away a little bit and turn to the side.
"How wet are you right now?" Night asked her up front, causing Vera to look from her to the ground.
"I think my panties are drowning." She admitted. "Sorry…"
"Vera, you're a young, beautiful mare who is discovering new things. Would you let an old pro help you out?" Night asked, and to her surprise, Vera nodded.
"Hey, Night, have you seen…" Ember opened the creaking wooden door. He widened his eyes as he found the purple bat pony on the ground, sans her clothes.
Night was between Vera's legs. The blue mare was pushing a finger into her fuck hole and licking the top with the point of her tongue. Vera gazed his way, but Night did not stop eating out her clitoris as her index finger pushed down to the third knuckle. The bat pony's face was beet red and sweat was gathering all over her face.
"Oh, sorry I-" He was about to turn and leave until Night motioned her hand for him to come over. She undid her pants and revealed her rear toward him as her tongue continued to make Vera speak only in moans and whimpers.
This all happened seemingly within the blink of an eye. Twin Tips was totally open for Ember to sample other girls, so long as he brought that dick home for her every day. When he said Vera was warming up to him, she was very excited. This was completely out of left field.
Still, the principle remained the same and Ember was on his knees behind her, sinking his long, thick horse sausage within her. Soon, Vera was crying out even louder as Night's muffled moans joined her. He rutted against her and kept increasing speed by the second.
He was so young! She could feel his vitality as his hips jumped with the slap of a well oiled machine. Before she knew it, she came. Then she came again as he pistoned her cervix with the tip of his cock, knocking on it with a battering ram that triggered a third instant orgasm and Night began to double down on Vera's vagina. The bat pony squirted at Night's face as she held onto either side of the pegasi's head.
Night felt the hot juice against her face and with a hard cock fucking her pussy at light speed. She couldn't help but cum once more, causing her to shiver with a sensation of euphoric bliss.
"Oh! God! Yes! You're just like your dad! That cock is amazing!" Night shouted, then he stopped suddenly as his cock spurted white hot cum within her and Ember froze.
"Wait!" Ember blinked and kept cumming with an incredulous look. "What did you just say?"
Night just realized the can of worms she just opened and she pursed her lips to look at an equally stupified Vera.
"Oh… right… I guess now's as good a time as any." Night said with a sigh as that hot semen comforted her. "Ummm, yeah your dad and I had a tiny thing back in the day. It was only a few times." She chuckled.
"You're serious? I mean, I knew he got around but…" Ember saw her face and it was wincing something fierce.
"Yeah, you may want to sit down for this next part…" Night Coder said as she went ahead and logged all three of them out of the edit server. Ember gave her a very long look.
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The shower steam wasn't just from the hot water. The two of them were pressed against the wall, his cock buried deep inside of her and him holding her up by her knees. Both of them gasped. She was dripping with semen from her fuck hole and his cock felt like it belonged in there with how long she had it lodged inside her.
"Think you've," she gasped and stroked his cheek with a gentle hand, "had your fill for the moment?"
"I'll never get enough." He whispered, making her sigh. "Come on, you know this is the best thing to ever happen to us."
"Flare, we are fraternal twins. You cannot get any more blood related than that. You know we can't keep doing this. I'm not saying it doesn't feel good and I'm not going to lie and tell you I don't think about it. That does not mean we can keep this up." Sol said as he let her down and she dumped cum from her pussy down the drain as the shower water swirled downward.
"But why not?" Flare asked, his voice sounding more and more defeated.
"What if I want kids, Flare? That's definitely not happening with you for obvious reasons. I want to double date and I want to be able to go places without feeling weird because it's always just you and me. What if someone finds out?" She posed a question that made his lips squeeze into a tight line. He looked downward as he imagined.
She looked at him with a frown and tilted her head to the side as she picked his chin up.
"You are my second half, Flare. That is no matter what. You will never be rid of me because, as much as you piss me off with your idiocy, I still very much love you. Hell, I'm even happy we took each other's virginity. Sharing that with you is a very special thing for me." She smiled, making him smile.
"Yeah, I knew we couldn't keep doing this. Honestly, I was just riding it out for as long as I could." Flare admitted, and Sol nodded, looking off to the side.
"Well, it's not such a bad thing in VR." Sol said, drawing a look from him. They paused for a moment. That moment of silence began to stretch.
"I mean, roleplaying is a little like we're different people, right?" Flare reasoned.
There was another pause.
That's when a sudden hoof kicked the door in. An armed stallion clad in black lifted his SMG toward the inside. Flare reached toward an automated compartment, which dispensed a very large magnum pistol. Before the guy even pointed his gun toward the shower, he fired off three rounds.
The magnum rounds went straight through him and caused him to burst into pixels.
The two of them gazed at the thoroughly broken door as the smoke from his pistol wisped through the air. Sol glanced from the gun to him.
"What the hell did you put a gun box in your shower for?" Sol asked as she got out and got her pistol from the bathroom counter.
"For just such an occasion." Flare said as he also got out of the shower.
There came a hard rolling sound across the floor and into the bathroom. Sol was quick to notice it and kick the small metallic ball straight back down the hall before it erupted into a purple gas that made more ponies down the hallway begin to furiously cough.
She peeked out the side of the threshold and began to fire her gun. Flare got up behind her and fired as well, his magnum much louder as black suited ponies fell into pixelated death. That was when they both heard a charge coming from down the hallway. Flare and Sol looked at each other and bulged their eyes.
"Shit!" They both ducked down low and away as a beam of light blared through what was left of the door as well as a good portion of the threshold. Splinters blasted everywhere and the entire room shook.
“To hell with this!” Sol shouted as she jumped up onto the counter top and sprang onto the broken hallway wall. She leapt from that wall and nearly reached the tall ceiling as she soared through the air with her wings spanned as far as she could make them go in that wide corridor. The two remaining black clad ponies were still reloading and recharging their weapons as the naked pegasus growled and slapped her knee to unleash her energy shin blade.
With the force of a hard lunge, she sliced straight through the first pony and peppered the next one with enough bullets to take down a hippo! The entire apartment was battered to the point that it was unrecognizable. Bullet holes, explosion holes, tiny patches of fire and broken electrical wires sparking all around. Flare surveyed the carnage and sighed.
“How did you make an entire destructible back– you know what? Nevermind, let’s go.” She said as she grabbed her gun belt and put it on her naked form, also grabbing her other essential items.
“Aren’t you getting dressed?” Flare asked as he got his own assault rifle and gadgets strapped on. Then he noticed that she was going out of her way to grab things out of her trench coat.
“Well, you wanted a sexy naked adventure right? It’s a simulated world, so who’s going to care?” Sol said as she slapped her laser blade back into her shin, forgetting it was still out.
“Actually, if enough people see you naked on the streets, they’ll attack you and send cops after you.” Flare chuckled as she gave him a surprised look.
“How do you program so damn much?!?!”
True to his word, as soon as they got out to the public, the passersby let out gasps and recoiled from seeing them. Some of them walked by, confused while others gave them both wolf whistles as they saw her perky cupcake tits and his low hanging cock as they ran over to the parking lot on the other side of the road.
“We need a fast one.” She said as she pulled out her device and began looking through her options on each car. That was until she saw him get onto one of the biggest monster trucks she’d ever seen. Its wheels were six feet in diameter and the top of it looked like it was made of Tetris blocks. It was purple with pink flames with exhaust pipes sticking out at all angles. “Or a large, clunky one that is certain to stick out in any situation.”
“Whoa! Look at her tits!” A random voice shouted from the background, making her glare out with a scowl.
“Hey, this game is all about having fun and I added these in for the sole purpose of stealing one when I had the chance. Well, now we have the chance.” He shoved his digital device into the keyhole and turned it on at the same time he opened the door. Then he looked down at his sister, who was standing there, tapping her hoof with her arms crossed over her bare chest.
That was when both of them turned as they heard two sirens blaring in the distance. Sol put her hand over her face and rubbed it down her snout as she sighed in exasperation.
“Fine, but let’s take care of them first.” She was about to pull one of her pistols out, but he pulled out an assault rifle and tossed it to her. Sol caught the rifle. The scope glowed green while the sides glowed red and she pushed the safety off as she turned around toward the parking lot entrance and took aim.
As soon as the straight edged, shining black and white cars came into view with their blue and red flashes of light overhead, she began to fire. Her arms stood strong against the recoil as she fired in three round bursts to keep aim straight. The first one was struck with shrapnel ripping off its hood and breaking the windshield with shreds of metal. It soon exploded and crashed into a car down the row.
The second cop car kept coming and it was approaching too fast. Without missing a beat, Sol fired her last bullet and tossed the rifle away. Then she flapped both of her wings downward hard enough to give her a jump seven feet straight up. She pulled both of her twin pistols from her holsters and fired at the cop car downward. The bullets were not especially effective, but that didn’t seem to matter. The car passed her from below as she landed her hooves on the ground once again.
As the cop car swerved around to a stop for the cops to get out, they were crushed into pixelated dust as the monster truck ran them over along with the squad car. Flare had it revved up and ready to go. He rolled down the window and grinned at the naked red pegasus.
“Need a lift, little lady?” He leaned outward and she rolled her eyes.
“You’re going to hell, you know that right?” She walked over to him and flapped her wings up to the passenger side.
Exhaustion didn’t even begin to describe their weakened state. Firewire was completely out of brainpower to the point where he couldn’t even program a game of Pong. Night Coder was passed out on the couch with seven mugs of coffee drops and snack packages all around her. Ember was on the floor with Vera in his arms as they kept passing in and out of consciousness. They listened to Firewire as he kept typing in code after code for the entire demo as a whole. He wasn’t even programming the game itself, he was programming the menu.
“Done.” Firewire said as he closed his laptop and set it aside, sliding down onto his side.
“Done?” Vera looked up at him with a smile and Firewire nodded.
“Done. We can board the train tomorrow. You said it was eleven in the morning?” Firewire asked as he looked at his watch. Two thirty-five in the wee hours.
“Yeah, we should get there at ten.” Ember said as he felt the purple bat pony’s head snuggle up to his chest. “So that gives us a bit of sleep time.” He spoke in a dull voice, devoid of any passion. “I’m sorry it worked out like this. I didn’t mean to cause such a ruckus.”
“Hey, you were the one who got us this deal in the first place. We really thought we were going to need to go with a knockoff spiritual successor when all was said and done, but you convinced the publishers to stick with us.” Fire said as he got up and stretched his arms, legs and wings out to popping.
"Yeah, well, at least it's done now." Ember said with a certain tone that wasn't lost on Firewire.
"You're still thinking about what she said." Fire said as he started picking up around the living room.
"How could I not?" Ember asked, shrugging. "I know my dad was pretty prolific in his younger days but that was…"
"You really can't blame him. It was a slim chance of ever happening for any of us, let alone two of us. That was a one in a million." Fire trashed a lot of the wrappers while putting away some dishes.
"But why didn't anyone tell me? Is that why you two chose to make this deal with me?" Ember asked, making Fire chuckle.
"Well, yes and no. It was more because she feels a kinship with your dad and she has always had her eye on you. She just never found another excuse to approach you. I mean, can you imagine someone going up to you and telling you 'Hey, I mothered your sister, can you help us out a bit'? You'd probably be signing a restraining order instead of an endorsement deal." Fire reasoned as he set the dishwasher.
Ember thought for a moment, not really seeing a flaw in that logic. Though, his dad probably had other kids he didn't talk about. It was hard to believe he was the first one.
"Well, either way, I should go see Flare and Sol. I heard his new game was the real deal." Ember said as he very gently rolled Vera off of him and grabbed a blanket from an armoire footrest, draping it over her. Then he got a pillow from the many around Night Coder and laid her head on it. Somehow, she didn't wake up.
"I've been meaning to try it out. After this game expo, I intend to." Fire stretched and yawned as he continuously popped just about every part of his body. "But right now, I am off to-"
"I'll join you." Another dark blue hand rose from the couch.
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Giant tires screeched against the asphalt as the monstrous machine blazed a trail across the road, followed by red and blue flashing lights. The cops were relentless. Every three blocks, they set up more blockades, which were quickly crushed into pancakes.
"Man," Sol witnessed this car smashing occur once again. "Why would you include this truck if it literally breaks the game?"
"You can only get this vehicle in the last area of the game, then it's included in the new games plus for replay value." Flare said this and Sol began to wonder if he programmed a government, a tax return systems and a sewage treatment plant.
“And you broke it out for me, how touching.” Sol said as she remembered that they were both very naked and chuckled as she saw he still had a hard on. “So, what’s the plan from here? We doing a mission or are we just cruising?” As she asked he thought for a moment.
“Well, we have about five missions we can go on for the start of the game. I could unlock more of them with cheat codes but I think five is more than enough.” Flare said, causing Sol to blink. “There’s one in the mall, one in the church, one in the night club and one on the corner of second avenue. The one in the gym is a little too easy and is mostly for extra stuff.”
She could only shake her head. Sol didn’t know why she kept getting overwhelmed by the realization that her brother had created every single thing known to ponykind but she shook the thought from her head. Then, she got an idea.
“Well, while you think, how about I help you out a little bit.” Sol said as she scooted over to him and sank his cock deep into her mouth. He gasped a little bit and looked down at her.
Flare thought about bringing up how they weren’t going to be doing this anymore, but then thought about how it was the virtual world and it didn’t matter all that much. So long as they kept it out of the real world, it was relatively safe. Then his thought process was interrupted by her rubbing her tongue against the head of his throbbing member and making him grit his teeth. His cock was super sensitive and she knew how to work it like it belonged to her. Her hand used the saliva to jerk him as she sucked. Sol even cupped the balls with her palm and gripped them tightly.
“So, you said you were into exibitionism?” He asked as he ran down yet another cop car that was just turning the corner. The frame broke and the car exploded very soon after they pancaked it, lighting up right behind them as more and more cop cars kept following them.
The bright red, voluptuous mare’s eyes lit up and she hummed her affirmation at the question. She sucked him harder and played with his balls with the tips of her fingers as he sank into his seat even more to give her more room to play near the steering wheel.
"So d-does this mean we cannnnnmmm!-keep doing this in the virtual world?" He asked, knowing that this may not be the best time to ask. At the same time, that moment made him realize that if they stopped, he wanted to indulge as much as possible.
As she caressed the front of his cock with her tongue, kissing along the shaft, she looked up at his face with grinning eyes. Sol couldn't help but give a small giggle.
"Oh, Flare, how about we not tie ourselves down to a plan just yet?" She said this right before engulfing his glans penis and starting to grind her tongue on it nice and hard.
As he reached his peak, shooting a huge load into her mouth and all over her muzzle and snout, he swerved. The huge monster truck tires squealed and peeled as he turned a sharp corner. The futuristic paint job was destroyed, the frame was dented, the tires had multiple holes in them and were already on the verge of going completely flat.
He got into a parking spot and started to pant for breath as his crotch was splotched with sticky spunk and Sol's front face was mostly covered. She blinked, then noticed he'd somehow made it to a good parking spot perfectly.
"Nice driving. Where are we?" She asked and looked out the spider cracked window to see bright spotlights over a grandiose entrance of a large, wide building. There were holographic kiosks, sharp car displays, janitor droids and people walking in and out of the building. "Oh, so we're doing the mall mission?" She asked as she got some wipes out of her inventory and began to clean off her face. She'd already swallowed what was in her mouth.
Outside the parking lot, the police AI was struggling to catch up. The sharp turn had caused many of them to swerve into each other and crash all over the place. This caused a chain of explosions, preventing their entrance as their programming panicked.
"Eh, I'm thinking we can play it by ear."
Within minutes, he had her naked rump pressed against a solid map kiosk as he pushed his cock ever so deep within her. Without restraints, he locked lips with her and licked her tongue as he fucked her upward. She moaned into his mouth as her hands gripped his ass cheeks, even slapping one to urge him on. As she broke away from the kiss, she put her head against the kiosk and cried out as she came. Sol covered his dick in a thick layer of juice as her modest tits bounced up and down.
"God yes! Fuck me, Flare! Harder! Deeper! Punish my pussy! Yes! Fuck!" She cried out as he rammed into her harder and faster.
NPC onlookers began to notice them more and more. They walked by, looked at them and some of them ran while others watched. Security kept coming to stop them, but both Flare and Sol were holding fully automatic Tiger 10mm pistols with extended clips. Every security guard that came to stop them were mowed down by hot lead. They soon burst into data pixels upon death. The twins did this without missing a single beat.
"Where do you want my cum this time, sis?" He asked as he plowed her into the map as the digital screen was turning every color in confusion.
"Cum all over me! Paint my body with your hot jizz!" She said in a breathless voice as she kept giving him tongue filled kisses.
"Here I cum, Sol! Fuck! Here I–"
"Holy sheep shit!" Both of them heard. It did not sound like an NPC and Flare knew he did not program that sentence into their AI.
Both twins stood there, leaned against the kiosk as Flare's white hot semen filled his sister's uterus, his erection twitching inside her sheath. They hesitated before they turned their heads to see Ember and Night Coder standing just eight feet away from them.
Their mother stood there, her jaw straight down and eyes showing all of their whites. Ember had a red, blushing face as he gazed at the two of them. He tried to look away, but the sperm dripping from their joined crotches was too mesmerizing a sight to behold.
"Ummmm, Sol, Flare, anyone care to explain?" Night said as she looked at their bare bodies. They didn't move. They were petrified statues at this point.
Sol saw all of her hopes and dreams come crashing down around her and Flare had similar visions as they both broke out into a cold sweat. Growing soft, his cock slid out of his sister's vagina and he kept holding her, as if to protect her.
Night noticed that the siblings were on the verge of shock induced meltdowns, so she closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
"Okay, just, sit down on that bench, right over there." Night said as she motioned them toward the seat.
They both looked at each other and did as they were told. Their heads down, growing blue in the face in terror. They didn't know what to say, nor did they know what they could do to get out of this. They broke so many rules and laws that they expected they may be separated, never to see each other again. As they sat down, their mother began to rub her chin and think hard. The anxiety was killing both of them. This was worse than her screaming at them in a rage induced blackout.
"Kay, well, both of you need to know how serious this is." Night Coder said as she noticed they were still holding hands. It was really something to behold, seeing that neither of them were making excuses or blaming the other for whatever reason. "How long has this been going on?" She asked, and they looked at each other.
"A little over a year." Sol shrugged, ballparking it and Flare nodded. "We only-"
Night held up her hand in such a sharp manner, silencing the very young mare. Then she sighed.
"Okay, well, we can't have you doing this sort of thing in a way that would endanger the two of you. If this were connected to the internet, both of you would be in some serious jeopardy. Not to mention, leaning yourself up against the map like that is hard on your butt as well as your back." Night said as she thought out loud. "This is something you can't–"
As she spoke, there was a distant crash that drew everyone's attention. She was knocked off her train of thought when an entire SWAT team bashed through the mall doors and started to rush in. They carried semi automatic weapons with black helmets and body armor.
Night witnessed fifteen some odd police ponies charge in, raising their guns toward them. Before Flare could say anything, or Ember could make a move, Night let a large assault rifle appear in her hands from digital nothingness.
One three round burst, two three round burst, three and four took down a fair few of them before she reached to the forward button under the front barrel, where a wider barrel shot forth a grenade canister that blasted the vast majority of them to the ground.
All three young ponies watched as Night Coder grinned in a wild state of frenzy and unleashed a full auto attack to take the rest of them down. She emptied her magazine completely. With only one SWAT member remaining, she pulled out a side arm magnum six shooter and blasted him down with a loud burst and muzzle flash.
Her gun still smoking, she let out a relieved sigh.
"Flare?" She said, causing one of the gawking young ponies to snap out of his state of awe. "Be a dear and disable the AI, hm?"
He stifled his words and got his head straight before nodding and opening up a square filled with coding interface. He typed in some commands and all the sudden, the NPC's froze into place. Some of them even went into a T pose.
"Thank you. Now, where was I?" Night thought for a moment. "Oh, yes, we can't have you flaunting this sort of thing all across the net."
"Uh, mom?" Flare said, raising his hand a little. "Why does it sound like you're okay with this sort of thing? And why are you taking off your clothes?" He asked as she got all the way down to her panties and made them disappear.
"Because love is a beautiful thing in every form between two ponies and it should flourish wherever it takes root." Night explained as she held both of her tits together. "Plus, you're being punished for keeping this from me. So just sit back and let mother explain the beauty of love in the physical form."
She got on all fours and showed them her rump, complete with a perfect look at her pussylips which were dripping from the show her kids had put on for her.
Through all of this, Ember Wing's head was spinning. The sight of two siblings locked in coitus and now the sight of their mother stripping naked while explaining prime sexual positions was starting to overload his brain. Not to mention, his erection was starting to pulse so hard it almost hurt. Night seemed to pick up on this, because she took hold of his large bulge and gave it soft strokes.
"Here, Ember can demonstrate with his educational tool right now." Night purred as she undid his pants with the snap of her fingers and pulled his trousers straight down. This gave both twins a perfect view of his dark brown erection that was already wet with precum. "Look at how healthy his balls are, my dear children. He is sporting some serious sperm factories."
Before he could utter a single word, she engulfed one testicle within her maw. She instantly started to lick and suck the sensitive gonad as her hand, slick with pre, began to jerk him.
"You're more than ready, aren't you?" She whispered and dragged her tongue up his length, sucking his cock head.
"Y-yes." Ember said before she took the position once again.
As Ember obeyed her wishes, she looked at her two kids. Flare's cock was sticking straight up while a mixture of semen and pussy juice dripped from the bench in front of Sol.
"You two need to practice as well. Come on." She motioned both of them over toward them.
The two of them looked at each other, thinking that this could have been infinitely worse, given the circumstances. Sol got down on her hands and knees and it wasn't long before her brother's thick blue rod was deep inside of her, almost causing her to go cross eyed with lust.
"Now, kids," Night began to say as the orange pegasus began to shove his thick member deep inside the sexy mother's cunt. She could barely contain herself. He was so young and vivacious. "I need to tell you both something very important. Do you remember when I told you how you were both conceived?"
"Ummm, how could we forget?" Sol said as her brother pumped her full of hard horse sausage. "It'snnnnot every everyday your mother tells y-you that seven stallions fucked her and overflowed her womb." She managed to speak until Flare's humping overtook her senses. She broke down in a barrage of moans and whimpers as Flare grabbed her tits and massaged them from behind. "God, yes! Pinch my nipples!" She was losing control.
"W-well, I neglected to mention that only one of you was conceived by Firewire's sperm." Night said and both twins slowed down as they looked at their mother with incredulous expressions. Even Ember slowed down his pace as he knew what was coming next. Still, he kept up a leisurely fuck for Night to enjoy. She was grateful.
"Wait, only one of us is his kid?" Flare asked, seeming to realize right away that it was him. It was a little obvious that they shared a resemblance, but for Sol, it was another story.
Sol raised an eyebrow at this as she looked at her and then Ember.
"It's Fable, isn't it?" Sol said and both Ember and Night were taken aback by the statement. Sol grinned at both of them and looked back at Flare who shrugged. Then he shoved his cock hard into her, making her squeal and grip the ground.
"Guess you were right." Flare said as he started banging his sister while Night and Ember stared on in shock and awe.
"Fable approached me a few years ago and told me he wanted to give me some birthday presents. He told me he cared about me and if I ever needed h-help, he would be aahh!" Sol tried to keep talking through an orgasm as Flare kept rutting her hard enough to cause ripples. "Be there for me! That was all he said!" She nearly drooled as Flare leaned forward and gave her a french kiss, passionate and full of tongue licking. "I figured it was for a reason. He wanted to tell you but I told him I would."
She calmed down a bit and looked back at her brother as he kept fucking her until he leaned into her hard and she nearly went into a orgasmic coma as he began to pump hot cum into her womb once again. This time, she was able to enjoy it to its fullest.
"Oh, your dad is one of the greats." Night said as she felt Ember's cock within her, pumping away and starting to shoot hot spunk within her. That's when she shivered, biting her lower lip as she also came. She felt her womb fill up with his seed and her nipples hardened. "And so are you." Night looked back at Ember, who blushed.
"Well, other bro," Flare said to Ember, who was gasping for breath after just fucking his mom. "I suppose this means you're part of the family unit."
"He definitely is." Night said as she looked back at Ember, who slid his cock out of her and sat back on the ground.
"Well, I mean, thank you." Ember said, looking at all of them as they regained their bearings. It took a while but that was when Ember really thought about it.
He'd come from something of a broken household, though what families he had had stabilized before he had a solid memory. When he looked at Sol, with her bright red fur and shapely body, it wasn't too hard to believe they shared his father's blood. It was just a strange way to find out about it.
"Now now, remember, kids, this is still punishment." Night said before finally turning over and and showing them both her cream filled cunt as she spread it open for them both to get a good look at.
"Geez, mom," Sol's eyes widened as she saw semen drip to the floor from that well fucked vagina. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you've been waiting to catch us in bed for a long time."
"Who? Me? Nooooo. What kind of mother would I be to want something like that?" Night giggled as she blushed. The fact that all three of them were staring at her was beginning to get her steamed like none other.eated, furrowing their brows. “I’m kidding. No, I didn’t expect this to happen. However, I didn’t mind so much.”
There came a long silence. Even Ember was starting to raise an eyebrow toward her. That uncertain silence was broken as she gave them all a dismissive wave and sort of a loud chuckle as if it didn't matter.
"Either way, stop grilling me or you're both grounded." Night winked at them both.
They grumbled.
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Twin Tips, the colorful haired, ice blue unicorn was sweaty, slightly out of breath and her clothes clung to her with a layer of sweat over most of her body. She plucked her earbuds out and popped her neck. It was a short run that day, only one mile. The temperatures were reaching scorcher territories and she was even exercising on a rest day. It didn't matter that much.
She pulled her top off along with her sports bra, exposing both of her darker blue nipples as she made her way toward the bathroom.
"Hey, Twinny." Ember startled the life out of her as she whipped around, her workout pants and thong down to her lower thighs as she put a hand on her chest. He was leaning against the threshold of their room with a grin on his face that drew a puzzled look.
"Well, thanks for at least only trying to kill me." She smiled at him and pulled the rest of her pants down. "Did they make it?" She asked as she smiled at him and kissed his lips as the naked unicorn tossed her pants into the bin.
"Yeah, they're exhausted but they're headed for the convention now. I think we're nearly done with the game." Ember said as he looked at his sweaty, lovely marefriend as she continued to walk into the bathroom.
“Awesome! Does this mean that you’re going to be joining their little team to learn how to program games?” Twin asked as she turned on the shower in the bathroom and got her hair ties out of her multicolored strands. The brown and the bright blue, along with the white all patterned itself into her natural hair as she tried her best to get it untangled. This was the problem with being in a sweat so often. She had to splurge on hair care products or just shave it all off.
“Well, that’s a possibility, but I’ve got two more members for our gaming team, if you’re interested.” Ember said from the other room and then she heard a female voice.
“Umm, hi.” The female voice said, causing Twin Tips to stick her head out the doorway to see a bright red mare that smiled and waved at her. Neon Sol looked more than a little nervous, but she told Flare that she would do this while he was going to the convention. The idea of becoming a Knight of Chaos was too good to pass up. “Ember told me you had a few openings available.”
“Are you two siblings?” Twin asked as she went back into the shower to get the temperature right.
Both of them were dumbfounded by her question. They looked at each other and Sol pointed at Ember, who shook his head and shrugged.
“What uuuhhh… what makes you say that?” Ember asked her and Twin chuckled a little.
“What, neither of you see the family resemblance?” Twin asked as she finally stepped into the shower. “Whatever, sure! Just run it by Prisma when you get the chance. I’ll test her out later. Got to keep it in the family, I suppose.”
