The Prince's Predicament

Shining had prepared for this dream. He was ready for it this time. He'd been ready to fight it in the past, but now, he was ready to have the dream. He was ready for the stallion to take him.

He was in his bed, just as he had been, and Cadance was sitting in the corner, very lightly rubbing herself. He could see her clearly this time, though she was still in the shadows. The colour was off, but the shape of her nose, the contour of her wingtips, the subtle way she pushed her chin forward when she was aroused... That was his wife, he was sure of it.

"Enjoying the show?" asked Shining, winking at her. "A shame my guest couldn't be here, too."

He felt a hoof on his shoulder, coming up through the bed behind him. Finally, Luna was here. She'd promised to try to make things easier, but tonight, she was just watching from behind the veil, looking for any signs of tampering. Shining had told her everything he could remember, and every change he'd noticed. Luna was well aware that she'd see some familiar faces, but there was a question of who Shining was inhabiting that they were both curious to find out.

The door swung open, and in walked "Daddy." It was very obvious that it was meant to be Shining Armor now. The colours matched perfectly, the facial features were spot-on, even the tiny scar above his knee was right where it was supposed to be. Whoever constructed this, whoever was gently pushing this dream forward, they had intimate knowledge of Shining's body.

"Hello, my pet," he smiled. "Did you miss Daddy?"

"I've been waiting for you to show up," smiled Shining. "What are you waiting for?"

"Because Daddy missed this tasty arse..." Shining winced at the squeezing, but then the tingle of magic slipped across his arse. Luna was already set to work. She couldn't stop the dream from squeezing him without blowing her cover, but she could make it easier, and a simple spell that made it a warm embrace was all Shining needed. Now, rather than a pinch, it was a wide grab, not unlike one of the massages he'd felt from Cinnamon. "Daddy missed you so much."

It was all going according to plan, but Shining had not expected Luna to do this well. She was fantastic. Shining couldn't help but let out a small moan of pleasure.

"You like my hoof on your arse, my pet?"

Shining looked deeply into the eyes of the stallion over him. "Very much..."

The stallion chuckled. "You're such a slut..."

That may have been the first time that line had been an honest one. Rather than pushing him into the role where he didn't fit, it was calling him out. Then again, if this was a jealous coltfriend, it may have been an accusation.

"Is it release you want, my pet?"

"Oh, please?" smiled Shining. "Daddy?"

"Beg for my cock, pet."

Shining looked up. "Do I really have to beg? Come on, just give it to me!"

At the crack of the lash, the pain almost caused Shining to falter. He had begun to lose himself in the dream, but a sharp pain drew him back to attention. Apparently, Luna had not been ready yet.

"Tell Daddy how much you want him!"

"A-all of you!" answered Shining, struggling to maintain control.

As the second lash struck against his hind end, something was different. Immediately following the pain, there was a warm, soothing glow. Not enough to stop it, as the timing was off, but there was a bit of enjoyment to it.

"Beg for me to rail you!"

"P-please, Daddy, fuck my arse so hard you leave a gape!"

Cadance was practically drooling off in the corner as the next lash crossed him. It was still a bit off, but it was close enough that the sting was gone quickly, leaving Shining with just the sensitivity.

"Beg me to fuck you, slut!!"

With the final lash, Luna finally found the perfect timing. There was no pain at all, only the smooth shearing of Shining's supple buttocks, leaving him exposed and weak.

"Please," huffed Shining. "I need to feel you inside of me. I want to know such joys. I'll suck your dick, just... please, fuck me... Daddy?"

"That's a good slut," huffed the stallion. He'd never seemed even remotely tired before, but now he was almost panting. "Open your mouth for Daddy."

Before the dream could force Shining's jaw open, he opened it himself and prepared his throat for the intrusion. It always slid in easy, but this time seemed easier than normal. Perhaps it was due to the fact that he had practised beforehoof, perhaps it was due to the fact that he was wanting it, to a degree, or possibly it was because it tasted like Pyre, Cinnamon and Mustard all at the same time. He was combining positive experiences into a single point, and that would only benefit his enjoyment.

He loved the feeling, he loved the taste, and he loved the ponies it reminded him of. They were good ponies who had helped him through a troubling time in his life, and if they were providing this defense for him, then he had to thank them for standing behind him and keeping him from falling back. They were his heroes.

"You're really wanting this, aren't you?" asked the stallion, pulling out.

"Oh, yes, Daddy, I am!" answered Shining. "Take me!"

"Well, I'll not keep you in suspense any longer."

Unexpectedly, Luna jumped in here. Shining was pretty sure he'd told her that there was no pain when trying this, as there was no experience to match it to, but she had opted to sooth the area, regardless. So now, rather than the lack of feeling, it was replaced by a soothing feeling, that felt almost like Shining would imagine. True, he'd never taken a cock up his arse, but this felt incredibly detailed, as if Luna was implanting her own pleasant experience to make it easier for Shining.

And it worked. Shining was unable to keep his thoughts in order, surrendering to the dream and letting it take him.

"Ready, my pet?" huffed Shining's counterpart, picking up the pace to match Luna's emulation. "Here comes your release!" Shining now knew what it was like to be filled up, and to have the stallion pull out and paint his belly.

The rest of the dream proceeded as normal, but he did blush at being called an adorable cumdumpster. Perhaps it was meant as an insult, and he may have taken it that way a week ago, but to be fair, that was what he intended to be tonight, and it had been an unexpectedly wonderful experience.