Demon Bonds

The night was spent much like the previous one, giving a certain prince a wet dream of himself while doing a wide berth around Princess Aunt Sunbutt's dream of guilt, misery, and self-loathing. Sunset was oddly absent from the Dream Realm, but I chalked it up to her being occupied plotting her evil scheme to kick some fluffy bunnies off the side of Canterlot or something.

That girl harbored some serious resentment for Cadance and me. I was sure that whatever it was she was doing, it didn't involve knives and the back of our necks at all. She was probably staying up late studying. As far as I knew, ponies weren't usually the kind to go stabby-stabby, anyway.

Unless we were talking about the shadowy, nightmare smoke demon variety, but those fuckers weren't a thing here, thank God. The umbrum were so thoroughly evil that none of them could leave Hell for extended periods, even if they were summoned explicitly by their True Name.

Speaking of nightmares, the following day, I woke up face-to-face with a pink nephilim. Ugh. What did I do to deserve this kind of torture?

"Cadance..." I muttered, and she smiled.

"Yes, Mi Libidine Passione~?" she giggled, giving me a half-lidded gaze of pure, erotic need. Fucking Hell. Seriously, what did I do to deserve this torture? She was bullying me, wasn't she? She must be; there was no other explanation for her behavior that made sense to me. None.

"What are you doing in my bed?" I asked, tiredly rubbing my eyes with a hoof. The sun wasn't even up yet, for fuck's sake.

"Waiting for you to get up, dear~," she answered, kissing the tip of my muzzle with a cheeky wink. I blushed, stopping my wings from flaring open as my heart rate sped up. Shit, was she flirting with me? As in, actually flirting and not fake flirting with your best friend to mess with them? There was no way, right? She had to be messing with me. I was a demon, not your girl-next-door kind of gal. No one in their right state of mind would do something like that.

I frowned. "Were you always like this, or am I just special?"

"If you mean hitting on ponies in their own bed? You're one of the few lucky ponies I would do that with~," Cadance answered, her face inches away from mine. She grinned, and I gulped, anxious. "Why? Are you uncomfortable? Does my voice make you horny~? Do you want to fuck me with that big thing of yours? Ngh, Pleasure, you dirty fiend, you! Whatever shall I do..? So naughty!"

I felt my dick twitch and blushed even harder at her faux-innocent look while she bit her lip. "Just wondering how much of that is you and how much of it is the succubus talking in you."

"Oh?" she hummed, leaning in even closer. "Is there a difference..? Tell me more~."

I swallowed nervously as I felt her breath on my lips. God fucking damnit, this girl, I swear. She was doing things to me, and I wasn't sure I liked it. At the moment, all I felt was dread. I was trying to be a nice demon here, and she was tempting me into doing all kinds of naughty things to her. Naughty, naughty things. "Cadance..."

"Yes, my lustful Passion?" she whispered, and I shuddered.

"Why are you doing this?" I asked her, trying to push my desires down as I rang with my despair. This unbearable temptation was only made worse as she smiled mischievously at me. Fuck, I had to resist it. I had to. Otherwise...

"Because it is fun?" she told me as if it was obvious, and I felt my eyelid twitch. You fucking adorable pink pest.

I was about to give her a piece of my mind when I suddenly felt her lips close in on mine. This time, I stood no chance as my wings sprang open, taking the blanket with them (and throwing me out of my bed for good measure). Cadance laughed loudly while I disentangled myself from them before glaring up at her. I sneered at her stupid, evil smirk.

"'Dear,' tease me one more time, and I'll show you what a succubus does to her prey," I threatened her with a demonic growl. She merely hopped out of my bed before disguising herself with her succubus powers.

"I look forward to it~," she said with a wink before leaving my room. I slumped down with my head against the mattress, groaning. She really was trying to seduce me, wasn't she? There was no point in denying it; she was bolder than she looked. Kinda hot, but I knew I wouldn't be good relationship material for her. She was a romantic; I was a fucking degenerate demon lusting after dick. And her perfect flanks, apparently, but who wouldn't? Just the thought of stuffing my muzzle in her velvety folds made my body warm up like never before.

I... I couldn't do that to her. I would break her heart; I just knew it. Besides... she was far too good for me. It would never last. It would only end in disaster for both of us.

I ignored my aching heart in favor of getting ready for the day. As was quickly becoming customary since moving to Canterlot, I turned the water as cold as possible and desperately tried calming my hot-and-bothered body down. This time, it was my dick that refused to go down, and I rubbed one out after giving up on pretending it would go down on its own (as if I would be that lucky, I was a succubus, after all—I was cursed with eternal horniness).

I washed the evidence away after I was done, not in the mood to explain to the castle staff why it looked like an orgy happened in my bathroom. I knew an incubus could cum a lot, but I didn't expect it to be so much. Or for it to shoot over the shower curtain, but that was more my fault than anything else. I underestimated my new pony cock.

By the time I made it to the breakfast table, Sunset Shimmer was already absent. Cadance and Aunty Sunnybum were talking with each other about our public school education, of all things, while Blueblood looked like he was off in his own world.

Three guesses as to what was on his mind. I still couldn't believe he was that pathetic, to be honest.

"Good Morning, Pleasure," Aunty Jellycelly told me in greeting, and I muttered a half-hearted 'Morning...' back, grabbing a bowl of muesli from the arranged food in the middle of the table. It had one of those Chinese-style turning disks, but I didn't bother with any of the other options since I honestly couldn't get enough of that milk. I stuck my muzzle into the bowl and munched on the crunchy bits while draining it of all its contents.

Cadance was back to blushing as she eyed one of the same bowls and milk containers on the table's rotating tray thingy. She fidgeted uncertainly, and I snickered as she also decided to get a bowl. Princess Aunty Rainbow Sun Horse hid a smile behind her teacup as Cadance brought it closer to her muzzle. Then, it was my turn to blush as the milk dribbled down the side of her muzzle. She got a bit too eager as she enjoyed the milk, moaning girlishly at the taste.

If I still had my dick in this form, I was sure I would be standing at attention again. I really needed to keep my guard up around her, holy fuck. Instead, my wings twitched while my heart hammered away in my chest at how fucking hot she looked. She would look so much sexier with my cum dripping down her—

Fuck. 'Down, boys!' I told my wings, averting my gaze from the pink nephilim disguised as a teenage alicorn while my tail was flagging against my plush cushion. I sighed. Not you, too, I thought in exasperation, cursing my stupid pony body. I swear this was worse than attending a banquet at Lilith's castle. And that was, simply put, one big orgy, for fuck's sake.

"What, uh..." I started cleaning my muzzle with a napkin while ignoring Cadance (not that I was doing a perfect job at that). "What's today's plan, then?"

"Cadance asked about attending Canterlot Academy," Aunt Celestia mentioned, and I frowned at the reminder that we would have to visit a public school on top of our homeschooling. "The school year is almost over, but she wanted to get an idea of what it would be like there before our visit to Griffonia. Would you be interested in accompanying her?"

"I..." I hesitated and made the mistake of looking Cadance in the eyes. I sighed with a grumble and mentioned, "Sure." God fucking damnit. The pink mare beamed at me, and I rolled my eyes. Ugh. What wouldn't I do to appease her? Fuck me. Manipulative pink pest.

"I'm pleased to hear that," Aunty Jellysun hummed, not noticing my apparent displeasure of being forced to attend school even earlier than expected. At least it was only for today. "Don't forget your tiara."

"Right," I muttered, almost having forgotten that we were supposed to wear our 'princess regalia' in public. I didn't get why, but who was I to cause a scandal by not wearing them? I had noticed the newly commissioned shoes and chest piece as I left my apartment suite but ignored them in favor of food. Surprising as it was to see them finished already, food always had priority.

So, after breakfast, Cadance and I returned to our rooms to make ourselves 'presentable.' I looked at my mane in the mirror and tried my best to tame it with a brush before putting the obsidian tiara on top of my head. I stepped into the dark steel slippers next, finding them to be surprisingly light. I glanced at the chest piece on the mannequin and was about to leave it behind when Cadance entered my room.

My friend whistled. "Hello, handsome~," she purred, and I put the damn thing on before she said something. It did make me look kind of cool and edgy, even though my regalia was the same as hers except less bright. Instead of a tiara like mine, Cadance had her mini princess crown thingy that somehow stayed in place without anything keeping it there—probably a sticky charm, now that I was thinking about it. Was that a thing?

"Hello, yourself," I said rather lamely while she made it no secret she was checking me out. She was rather pretty herself. Not that I would tell her that to her face before she got the wrong idea. I wasn't about to comment on her appearance while she looked like a fifteen-year-old teenager. I knew she was an adult, but that was a topic I wouldn't ever get into.

"Are you ready to go?" she asked, and I nodded. Let's just get this over with. Our 'aunt' did the sensible thing and assigned us a guard to show us the way and give us some random facts along the way about this and that establishment. Not that I thought we needed the supervision, but who knew what kind of crazy ponies were out there.

Cadance made me promise we would go and take a look at Tealove's Tea Room on the way back as we passed the quaint little café; the smell coming from it made even me excited for tea and cake.

From the outside, the school looked like a typical American high school. There was a large field for sports next to a big gym, and judging by the sounds of ponies mingling on the lawn and the traffic to and from the cafeteria, the school day had yet to start. I couldn't wait. Woo hoo.

Our appearance caused quite a commotion as students and teachers alike took notice of us, and soon after that, the principal gave us a tour before classes started. Why wasn't I surprised they were already trying to suck up to us? Friggin' asshamster.

Anyway, the school looked just as sickeningly average on the inside as it did on the outside. There was everything you would expect from a stereotypical American high school; I thought somepony must have given Earth a visit or something. Everything was here, even down to the row of lockers and water dispensers.

The students themselves looked like cartoonish versions of the people in the nineteen-eighties, from the hippies to the football jocks to the wannabe rock stars and the nerds staying away from everyone else like the social outcasts they were. There was even a clique of hot goth chicks who stared impassively back at me while we passed them by.

Maybe—No. No, I won't. There was no way I was going to make friends here. Fuck that. I didn't need the inevitable drama of suck-ups and pretend friendship. Not to mention relationship drama. Hell no.

I could already tell I was going to hate it here. And not just because I wasn't allowed to have sex under the bleachers with the school's staff. I wasn't the most popular in school back in the day, and I sure as Hell wasn't about to flaunt my new royal status to get little kids to simp for me as their new queen bee. Not to mention that I doubted anyone would be genuine in their motives to befriend Cadance and myself.

The classrooms were just as I remembered them, as well. A giant flag of Equestria's unification, a blackboard, and rows upon rows of single student desks. The textbooks were already giving me nightmares of bullies emptying them out in the halls and me scrambling to pick them up while no one bothered to look at where they were going (much less help put everything back into my bags).

No amount of torture in Hell could compare to bullying in high school. That shit fucked people up for life.

At least Cadance was having fun. She had never attended a big school in her little hamlet of a no-name town, so this was the first time she saw a typical school in a big city. 'Big' relatively speaking since Canterlot was still rather small compared to most cities back on Earth—even more so compared to the crowded City of Lust in Hell. Most sinners congregated around there and the other big cities ruled by the Seven Deadly Sins—except for Gluttony. No one wanted to stay near that pig for long. He made things miserable for every demon, no matter the rank.

Not that the other archdemons were any better, but Gluttony had a reputation for being... well, a glutton. He and Greed got along famously in that regard. Not literally, but the point was still the same. They were both selfish dicks no one wanted to voluntarily stay around.

Anyway! Aside from math, the subjects were rather easy to follow (though some of the teachers were so boring, a sleeping pill would have been less effective than them). Math and sports were the only subjects I was familiar with that weren't 'weird' in some way. English was called Equish here, and there were some seriously dumb pony spelling rules for some words, among other things (such as substituting 'hay' for a bunch of swear words). French was called Prench, German was... actually still called German, but the country was a disgrace called Germaneigh. Spanish was spelled Sponish, and I seriously had no idea how you were supposed to pronounce that. Geography was called the 'Study of Equis,' and I could already tell it would induce some headaches trying to memorize what everything was called (I swear, this world was a parody of Earth). Physics was replaced with the 'Laws of Nature and Magic,' and Chemistry was a weird mix between modern-day chemistry, alchemy, and potions (make that make sense). Then, there was magic practice and weather control for ponies with either a horn or wings (or both, in our case).

As for the rest of the school subjects, I had no idea because Cadance and I didn't receive our class schedules for the new year, and some of those were electives I wouldn't even have to take except as a secondary field of study (not that that would save me from private tutoring in the other areas). Since we also had to take a second language skill, I decided I would take German since I was already fluent in it, and it would be easy credit (and an excuse to nap in school).

As for the electives, we had the choice of taking computer sciences, home-ec, accounting (fuck that), marine biology (only with plenty of tentacles to study intimately), fashion construction (a big no to that), interior design (not unless sex dungeons were involved), poetry (pfft, no), debate (yikes), journalism (ugh), drama and theater (Hell no), as well as music theory, the choir, and the marching band (hah, as if).

There were also various sports clubs, but fuck that. Our tutoring already involved military training, and once we finished our public education, we would get combat training, first aid courses, and specialized training from the Secret Monster Intelligence League of Equestria. I didn't need more physical exercise than that to volunteer for high school sports. Everyone knew that only involved bullying from the popular jocks.

Cadance wanted to take the equivalent of Italian as her second language skill but was out of luck since the teacher for it had fallen ill half a year ago and couldn't teach for another year. So she went with Prench (Lilith would froth at the corners of her mouth if she ever found out what these ponies called French here) since it was the easier language skill to learn for someone who only spoke English before. I had a feeling she would do quite well in it, and that wasn't just due to my fantasy of her whispering sexy words in my ear.

I was still undecided about what to take for our elective, and Cadance hoped to take home-ec since it involved baking. Love goes through the stomach, eh? If all else failed, I could probably take home-ec with her since the other options honestly sounded like crap.

At the end of the school day, the pink alicorn already had a gaggle of ponies trying to be her friends, and I stayed the Hell away from anypony trying to do the same with me. I would rather keep to myself; thank you very much. That, and stick around Cadance as much as possible to beat away all the horny teenage colts with a sharp stick.

Yeah, don't think I didn't notice you looking at her like a piece of meat, 'Buck Withers'! I knew perfectly well what you were up to! Don't even think about touching a hair on her body, Buster!

Ahem! Anyway... Cadance and I excused ourselves from the horde of groupies she attracted as our guard led us back the way we had come. We made a short stop at Tealove's Tea Room to enjoy some delicious (but tiny) cake before returning to the castle to pack for our trip to Griffonia.

I mainly chucked a hairbrush into my bag and was about to call it a day when Cadance reminded me we would have to dress up for the occasion. I also put my coronation dress in and decided to get something to read while I was at it. It was an eight-hour flight or so; I wasn't going to stare at the scenery bored out of my mind for that long.

Meanwhile, Cadance went to get herself a makeup bag, never having owned one since her village didn't get a lot of cosmetics, and I made my way to the library. I was sure I could find some romance novels with juicy scenes in them.

Before I could take a look around the shelves in the adult section, though, I was suddenly slammed against the wall and winced. "I'm surprised you country bumpkins even know how to read. Or were you looking for a picture book?" Sunset sneered. Fuck. Just the pony I wanted to see. Not.

"The fuck do you want?" I shot back with a glare directed her way. My defiance earned me another shove as she held me against the wall with her light blue, teal-ish magic aura. She wasn't very gentle holding me there (and not in a kinky way, either).

"I want you to go back to the backwater hovel you came from and take your friend with you," she sneered, and I was tempted to spit her in the face. Alas, with her holding me like this, I would be lucky if I hit her body at all. Shit, she got a grip worse than Gluttony playing rough, I swear.

"Yeah, not gonna happen," I told her, forcing every word out of my throat with minor difficulty. She frowned, not at all pleased with my rebuttal. I grunted, sneering at her. "Look, whatever your problem with us is, take your mommy issues somewhere else."

I winced as the amber unicorn hit me against the cheek, but as far as abuse went, I've had worse. A lot worse. Heck, even an imp hit harder than her. "Shut your foul mouth, you dirty whore," she threatened me, and I grinned. Aww, did I hit a nerve? How cute. "How did you get to become an alicorn?"

"Oh, I don't know," I said, smirking mischievously. "I made a mare cum all over my face with my tongue?"

Sunset looked disgusted, throwing me against one of the bookshelves before storming off. Ugh. Fuck you, too, bitch.

One of the librarians came to investigate the commotion, missing Sunset by a few seconds, so I was left with the task of putting the books back where they belonged by myself. I could have told her what really happened, but I wanted that bitch to dig her own grave all by herself. She was in for a rude awakening if she thought she could get away with that attitude and become a princess.

During dinner that evening, Cadance gave my swelling cheek a horrified look while Princess Auntlestia looked at me in concern. I waved them off, telling them I stumbled down the stairs, looking at the back of my book practicing telekinesis. It wasn't even a lie; I almost fell down the stairs had my wings not snapped open. I could tell they didn't believe my words, and Sunset was giving me a weird look, but they left it alone. They wouldn't be able to force me to spill the beans if I didn't want to talk about it.

Cadance insisted I put a pack of ice against the swelling to stop it. It wasn't like my supernatural healing wouldn't take care of it within an hour at most, but I decided to humor her. It did sting quite fiercely.

That night, I decided to pay Sunset back tenfold. I didn't fucking care if she was going to retaliate after figuring out Cadance and I could enter another pony's dreams; she fucking deserved it. She started it.

Thus, another day went by in my new life as a sexy demon pony princess in this fantastic magic pony land. Only eternity more to go. Woo hoo.