A Witches Brew & Demonic Deals
Chapter 1 (The Only Chapter)
In the heart of the sinister Everfree Forest, where the trees whispered secrets in a language only nature understood, three remarkable figures met under the ominous crimson moon. The Witch of Dawn Celestia, flanked by her enigmatic companions, The Witch of Dusk Luna and the youngest of the trio, The Witch of Desire Cadance, gathered in a hidden clearing. These names, whispered in eerie tales and childhood nightmares, were revered and feared throughout the land. People sought them, but they were elusive, especially when they gathered like this.
On this fateful night, the winds howled like restless spirits, and the ancient trees groaned under the crimson moon’s eerie glow. It was Nightmare Night, but not just any Nightmare Night—it was the dreaded Crimson Night. Once a century, the malevolent forces of Tartarus seeped through the boundaries of reality, allowing the darkest of magics to manifest.
Tonight, the forces of darkness were in full bloom. Shadows danced in a macabre ballet, ghouls clawed their way out of shallow graves, and the world seemed unhinged. It was the perfect night for these three witches, ideal for brewing a concoction of unparalleled wickedness, a brew of unimaginable power.
But such a brew came at a hefty cost. They required rare ingredients that even the devil would hesitate to part with willingly. A cauldron crafted from the skull of a dragon lord that had lived a thousand years, a ladle made from the leg and hoof of a deceased alicorn, and the most elusive of all: a single tear shed by the fallen being of chaos, Discord. All of these elements were contained in vials fashioned from shavings of the Crystal Heart. And there was one last item, a freshly bitten apple from a vampony they had failed to restrain.
As they were on the brink of completing this unholy concoction, chaos erupted.
“STOP HER!” Celestia bellowed, her voice commanding authority.
“I’M TRYING!” Cadance snapped back in frustration.
“NO! STOP HER BEFO- NOOOOOOO!” Luna’s voice trembled with horror as she witnessed the vampony’s escape.
The vampony’s shrill cries and thrashing finally ceased, leaving the witches in a state of shock, anger, and sorrow. The opportunity for escape had presented itself, and the dark yellow and pink-haired vampony had vanished into the sinister night, carrying away the ingredients for the forbidden brew. The forest, still echoing with the vampony’s chaotic escape, stood in eerie silence. The witches were left to grapple with the consequences of their mistake… and what to do with so little time left on such a prominent day.
The witches stood in stunned silence, their plans unraveling before their eyes. The moon cast an eerie glow on their troubled faces as they weighed their options.
“Damn it, damn it, damn it!!” Celestia paced as she lashed out at her sister.
”LUNA! YOU WERE THE ONE WHO HAD HER BITE THE APPLE! HOW DID SHE BREAK OUT!” Celestia rage was clear as her mane thrashed about and igniting the dead and decayed plantlife with ease.
“HOW SHOULD I KNOW! I USED YOUR ENCHANTED SHACKELS! WHY IS IT MY FAULT!?” Luna Bellowed back as bone shattering cold contested the increasingly searing heat!
The two sisters magic flared and clashed as their powers sought each other’s demise in their spurred anger at their current misfortune. The Witch of Desire Cadance, usually the voice of reason among them, knew that drastic measures were needed… and fighting right now would do them absolutely no good, not if they wanted a chance of fixing this.
“Damn it… WILL YOU TO SHUT THE FUCK UP! FIGHTING BETWEEN US WILL NOT DO US ANY GOOD!” Cadance voice overtook the Dawn and Dusk, bringing them pause and shock. With their silence now present, Cadance let out a heavy sigh, spoke up once more.
“I know what we have to do, even if it goes against everything we stand for.” she said, her voice laced with reluctance.
“We must summon a powerful demon and make a pact with them… I know of one, one that even with the Crimson Moon I cannot summon on my own.” Cadance’s words hung heavy in the stagnant air.
Celestia and Luna exchanged worried glances.
”No, we can’t risk that… We just have to wait another hundred years.” Luna replied. “We all agreed to never make deals with devils and they’re like. If we summon one that you cannot summon on your own, even during the Crimson Moon.” Luna’s voice was laced with venom, her eyes blackened and vile as she stared down Cadance
Celestia placed a hand on her sister’s shoulder as a look of resignation greeted her. “Celestia, you cannot be seriously considering if we-” Celestia’s hand rose, stopping her sister’s words.
”Luna, we both know we won’t likely live another hundred years. The churches dogs are getting stronger and faster, their technology is no longer swords and bows.” Celestia revealed her scared and seared waist. “They have weapons of black powder that my magic cannot stop. They also have learned of our weakness as well…” Celestia’s eyes were filled with despair… something Luna had never seen in her sister’s eyes before.
“For what it’s worth…. I don’t want to do this either, but what choice do we have? Besides… the church also put the last Alicorn under such protective watch she doesn’t go anywhere unless she has a near army of templars.” Cadance stated. “So getting another one of these…” Cadance raised the broken ladle, crafted from the leg and hoof of an Alicorn.
They had always avoided dealing with dark entities, knowing the consequences that came with such actions. But the situation was dire, and the Crimson Night provided the perfect opportunity to harness the power they needed for both their brew and to bring forth such a demon.
Reluctantly, Celestia nodded. “You’re right, Cadance. We have no choice. Do you know what this demons price will be?”
“One tenth of our power now… and after we’d obtain from the brew… each.” Cadance said hesitantly.
Celestia and Luna jaws were agape at her words.
”Cadance you cannot be serious that is… “ Luna replied her voice shaky
“Too much? Yes… do you have any better ideas or do we risk a hundred years and chance one of us being dead by then and somehow replacing the ladle.”
Neither Luna nor Celestia could respond. They had no choice… this was their only option.
“Lets waste no more time in silence if there is no further protest. The three scurried as Cadance began to order them what to do.
”Now let us begin… repeat after me.” Cadance said as they joined hands, with Cadance in the middle.
With a heavy heart, the three witches began the intricate ritual to summon the demon. Their incantations echoed through the forest, their voices blending with the howling wind. The ground beneath them trembled as they drew a sigil, glowing with an ominous crimson light.
As the witches completed the final chant, the sigil blazed with an intensity that threatened to consume the clearing. A gust of wind whipped through the forest, carrying with it the scent of sulfur and decay. The shadows seemed to coalesce, swirling and forming a pillar of darkness at the center of the circle.
And then, with a thunderous roar, the demon materialized before them. Its form was grotesque and twisted, with jagged horns protruding from its three head and fiery eyes that burned with an insatiable hunger. The air grew heavy with malevolence as the demon regarded the witches with a sinister grin.
“You have summoned me, witches of the night,” the demon’s voice resonated with a chilling echo. “What is it that you seek? What can you offer in return for my assistance?” Each head spoke in an overbearing unity that made their souls shiver.
Cadance stepped forward, her voice steady despite the trepidation coursing through her veins. “We seek your aid. We need your power to fill the gap with our brew. In return, we are willing to offer a portion of our power.”
The demon’s fiery gaze flickered with amusement as its middle head leaned in with a twitched fanged grin. “Power, you say? It is a tempting offer, but such a trade will come at a price. Are you prepared to pay it?”
Celestia, Luna, and Cadance exchanged determined glances. They knew the risks involved, the consequences of making a pact with a demon. But the fate of their brew and the fate of their world hung in the balance.
“We are willing to pay whatever price is necessary.” Celestia’s voice carried a resolute determination.
The demon’s malicious grin widened. “Very well, witches. The pact is ma-”
The demon’s malevolent grin stretched impossibly wide in excitement, revealing wicked, jagged teeth. It was a creature of untold power and malevolence, and its presence alone sent a shiver down the spine and this smile it bore… it reminded them why deals with such beings was dangerous for even the most powerful mortals. As it spoke, a sinister voice emanated from the demon’s left head.
“I know you, little witch...” It sneered, and Cadance couldn’t help but bite her lip in unease. The demon’s fiery, crimson eyes burned with a hunger for chaos.
“Brothers, I think a profane alteration is in order.” The demon’s smirk grew, spreading across its twisted faces, and it gleefully watched as malevolent grins formed among its other two heads. The air grew thick with a noxious, sulfurous stench, and the ground beneath them cracked and oozed a foul, viscous substance. The very trees around them withered, their leaves turning to ash, and the skies darkened with clouds of shadowy malice.
Then, it let out a laughter that shattered the dead trees and warped the surrounding ground, a defilement that twisted everything it touched, leaving a nightmarish, blasphemous stain upon the world. The demon’s sinister laughter echoed through the cursed forest, a chilling symphony of malevolence that seemed to seep into the very souls of those who heard it.
“Cadance... what did you do? How does it know you…” Celestia’s voice trembled, her gaze fixed upon her younger sister.
“I KNEW THIS WAS A BAD IDEA!” Luna’s voice quivered with panic.
Cadance stood there, guilt weighing heavily upon her, unable to find the words to defend herself.
“Oh, calm yourselves, little witches... if anything, this is even better for you... and for us,” the demon purred as he leaned in, his eyes glittering with malevolent intent.
“What do you mean...” Celestia asked, her voice still trembling, her fear reflecting in her luminous eyes.
“Damn it... He means that instead of taking a portion of our power, he will use our bodies... and we will carry his seed and his offspring... that he will then inhabit, allowing him to freely walk the mortal plane... unfettered and unbound,” Cadance explained, her voice laced with dismay.
Both Luna and Celestia seized Cadance, their hands shaking as they clutched her by the shoulders.
“WHAT! AN UNFETTERED DEMON! ARE YOU INSANE!” Luna’s voice threatened to shatter Cadance’s ears.
“YOU SWORE ON OUR COVEN YOU WOULD NOT DEAL WITH DEMONS! WAS THAT A LIE!” Celestia’s voice bellowed, her anger echoing through the cursed forest.
“IT WAS BEFORE THE COVEN! I WAS YOUNG, AND MY MOTHER SUMMONED HIM FIRST! I HAD TO HELP HER!” Cadance’s voice cracked as she yelled in response.
“Ah, yes... what a wonderful mother she was. Her name was Amore, wasn’t it? Hmmm, what a lovely one she was,” the left head said with a sickening sense of glee in its voice, a disturbing echo of the past.
Luna and Celestia paused, shock and realization dawning in their eyes. “Elder Witch... Amore?” Luna questioned.
Cadance nodded in silence. Her face turned away to hide the tears that welled in her eyes. Her past, and her mother’s actions, had now come back to haunt her.
The demon had grown weary of their bickering and theatrics, and he snapped his fingers, causing a deafening ringing in their ears.
“Enough with the bickering. As your youngest coven sister has already pointed out, that is precisely what we desire. Look at it this way. My power is far more potent and valuable than that wretched brew of yours.” The middle hear stated with a sense of pride in its voice at its own power.
“It will serve you well against those templars I sense approaching.” the left head declared, his gaze fixated in the distance, where he spotted hundreds of mounted templars adorned in shimmering silver and gold, bearing objects of holy power.
“So, unless you relish the idea of onlookers witnessing your unholy defilement, I strongly suggest you get to signing...” the right head snarled.
“I don’t know... To have them gaze upon us and realize they can do nothing to stop it, oh, how it would shatter their holy pride and add to my amusement.” The middle head remarked,
With a swift motion, the demon extended a clawed hand, a contract materializing in its grasp.
“We have no choice do we…” Luna questioned
“No. You do not, but I promise… I’ll enjoy it.” The demons razer like finger caressed her cheek, a thin sliver of blood sliding down her cheek.
Cadance was the first to do so.., bringing her thumb to the contract as a searing and agonizing sensation coursed through her and ripped down her core and towards her abdomen… a marking engraved on her womb and showed on her burned flesh and singed fur above.
“Now you two…” Luna and Celestia were hesitant, but they could do nothing to protest… placing their thumbs on the contract, experiencing the same as Cadance.
As the sinister contract vanished into thin air, the world around them transformed. The acrid scent of sulfur permeated the air, and ash rained down like blackened confetti, shrouding the surroundings in a veil of darkness. It was as if the very earth trembled in response to the ancient magic being invoked.
The monstrous entity before them, with its three grotesque heads, let out a triumphant roar that seemed to warp the very fabric of the sky. Each head contributed to the eerie chorus, creating a bone-chilling unity in their otherworldly voices.
“Now, little witches, rejoice... few are blessed with the privileges of carrying my child and living!” the abomination declared, its words a mixture of threat and perverse delight.
The head in the middle, its voice dripping with wicked pride, continued, “Though you should be thankful to this one, he has taken quite the fancy to the youngest... Consider it an honor to become the brides and future mothers of the demon Cere’Qul!”
Celestia, her eyes wide with fear and pain, clutched her stomach, realizing the magnitude of the horror before her. “Cere’Qul... The Gatekeeper of Tartarus... and the Shadow Queen’s Umbra’s favorite Cerberus.”
The middle head let out a sinister snicker, its laughter echoing in the eerie stillness. “The one and the same, little witch... and with you, I won’t be her pet any longer... thank you for that.”
The ground beneath their feet convulsed, sending shockwaves through the earth as the three ominous altars of stone erupted from the ground. These altars, ancient and sinister, were massive in scale, as if hewn from the very bedrock of malevolence itself. They stood in eerie silence, ready to serve their dark purpose in the unholy ritual that was about to unfold.
The transformation of the demon was a gruesome spectacle to behold. Its form twisted and contorted, as if it were shedding layers of monstrosity to reveal an even more terrifying visage. It merged into one, coalescing into a shape that was both nightmarish and disturbingly familiar.
The once-dreadful Cerberus headed, with it grotesque and menacing features, underwent a horrifying metamorphosis. In their place, the embodiment of a hellish equine took form. Their dark brown fur, shifting further. Now resembling the texture of molten rock, was marred by jagged streaks of fiery red. It was as if the very earth had cracked and released streams of molten lava, which had fused with the creature’s hide.
Their manes were a sight to behold – they appeared as raging torrents of magma, flowing and billowing as if the flames of the underworld had been trapped within them. Each strand of fiery mane seemed like a living entity, undulating with an unnatural life of its own.
The eyes of these newly transformed demons burned with an intense, swirling heat of scorching orange. It was as if fiery portals to an infernal realm had opened within their sockets, revealing a glimpse of the horrors that dwelled in the abyss.
The demonic equines that once stood as a Cerberus before them… now stood before them both frightening and familiar to the three mare.
“Lust…” The demon said as it stood before Cadnace
“Wrath…” Said another as it overshadowed Luna
“Pride…” Said the last, its hand under Celestia’s chin, turning it upwards with a sickening grin of arrogance.
“For the sake of your simple minds, you will address us as such till we become whole once more.” Pride said.
“I will go first…I wonder if she’s as good as Amore.” Pride remarked, taking lead as he grabbed Celestia as she gasp, feeling herself brought to the alter, she expected a crack upon her back when she met stone but instead… it was as soft as silk and her body grew warm as the alter stirred to life.
Her clothing vanished to cinders as she felt his muzzle across her chest and a hand between her legs… “Good… already nice and wet.” Pride said as he brought his drenched fingers to his maw and licked them clean.
“What... no.” Celestia protested but her body refused to listen, betraying her, her body grew hot and her mind was lost.
Pride let out a dark chuckle, his fiery mane blazing as he climbed atop the altar, his massive body hovering over hers.
"Oh very much so little mare... You its to be expected, you mortals have such fickle bodies that need stimulation to conceive, so our mark and this alter makes it so. Now just stop resisting and enjoy it." Pride remarked as he spread her legs and placed them over his shoulders.
He then lined up his massive horsehood to her quivering and wet cunt, teasing her by rubbing it along her folds. Celestia let out a lavish moan... surprising herself as her sisters watched in horror from afar. "See.. just let go and embrace it. Take pride in knowing you will carry the seed of a powerful demon." Prides words rang in her ears as she felt her body give up any type of resistance... and instead embraced it.
"Yes..." She breathed, her voice low and her body relaxed, as if accepting the fate laid before her.
A proud smirk formed on Prides lips as he saw the realization of acceptance appear upon her face. "That's a good little mare..." His husky voice dripped with dark temptation and his tone was full of malicious intent. His lips met hers and her arms around his neck as she felt his flared head press past her slit and devle into her, a throaty moan into Pride's mouth was heard and displayed... as Luna and Cadance could only watch on.
"Celestia... what's happening to her... why is she... enjoying it?" Luna questioned as Wrath stood behind her now as Luna watched in confusion.
"Because she wants to... She takes pride in being the leader of you three... she takes pride in her coven... she takes pride in her sister, even with all your fighting..." His words hung in the air, heavy and pregnant with meaning.
Wrath's voice, as he spoke with a honeyed tone, resonated with a chilling allure that sent shivers down Luna's spine. His words cut through the heavy atmosphere like a blade, revealing the complex web of emotions that swirled within their coven.
Luna's voice quivered as she questioned, her eyes glistening with a single tear tracing a path down her cheek.
"Why didn't she tell me...?" Luna asked, her body trembling as she grasped at her chest.
"Did she...?" Luna's voice wavered, seeking reassurance or denial, whichever would bring her solace in this moment. "Think I was too weak that she couldn't share her burdens..."
Wrath, his voice like a whisper from the shadows, continued to weave his words into the fragile tapestry of their emotions. "You're not weak, Luna... you just aren't as strong as she is...no... you are even stronger, far far stronger than you even know. Her pride is why and nothing else, that is why my brother has taken her... her pride matches his own." The painful truth cut through Luna's heart and soul, leaving her emotionally exposed.
"Now watch... watch as your sisters pride swells." Wrath said as his hands slid down Luna's waist, resting at her hips... and Luna's hands gripping at them, almost seeking solance in the hands of another.
Celestia locked lips with Pride broke as her eyes swirled with passion and fire, her once cold stare and harsh words were long gone as she was filled to the brim with a heat she had never felt before. "Do it... fill me with your... pride." Her words were haughty and goading as she egged the demon on. "If you can..." Celestia's own pride now challenged the demons and a wicked grin formed on his face. "Ooh... this is gonna be fun." Pride said as he accepted her challenge.
Pride plunged himself fully inside of Celestia, his flared horsehood pressing against her deepest depths. A lust-filled gasp escaped from her lips as she felt her inner walls stretched to their limits by the sheer size of his shaft. A euphoric surge of pleasure coursed through Celestia's veins, the altered state of her mind and body amplified the intensity of every sensation, leaving her in a state of near-euphoria.
Pride wasted no time in ravishing her, his powerful thrusts driving her deeper into blissful insanity. Her moans were unrestrained, a cacophony of primal urges and desires unleashed in a passionate symphony of debauchery. “C-come o-on... y-y-ou ca-an--do bett-er!" Celestia's voice said as she struggled to speak under the Pride's movements. Pride's nostrals flared at her words. "Oh, I'll show you better, little witch..."
Pride's pace quickened, the sounds of their bodies slapping together filling the air. His grip on her tightened, and her nails dug into his back. Their carnal passions reached new heights as they both lost themselves in the throes of ecstasy.
"You asked for it, little witch," Pride growled as he pulled back, leaving just his tip inside of her. Without warning, he slammed himself back inside her, filling her with his thick, hot shaft. A throaty cry of pure bliss escaped from her lips as she felt his flared tip forcefully spread her inner walls. Pride's mane roared with a greater fire, like a swirling inferno above him as he bucked and thrusted into her. Celestia's own once white and majestic mane was now consumed by fire, matching Pride's.
The air around them grew heavy with the musk of their heated coupling, and the heat radiating from their bodies was near-scorching. Celestia's body writhed beneath the demon as she succumbed to the overwhelming sensations of pleasure. The world around them seemed to fade away, leaving only them and their burning passion. Pride felt his balls throb as a familiar sensation surged forth, signaling the beginning of his release. With one final, powerful thrust, he buried himself deep inside of Celestia, letting out a feral growl of satisfaction.
His entire length throbbed inside Celestia, pumping wave after wave of seed into her eager depths. Her body eagerly accepted the torrent of cum, expanding and swelling with each surge. Gasping and panting, her tongue hung out of her mouth as her lungs strained for air.
The scorching heat of his potent essence filled Celestia completely, their lips locked in a passionate embrace. Her climax matched his, her body squeezing him for every last drop. With each powerful thrust, he continued to empty himself inside her, relentless and unyielding.
A sigh of utter satisfaction escaped Celestia's lips as she felt the final surge of his seed flood into her, warming her from within. Arching her back, she pressed against Pride's body, her fingers entangled in his silky mane. Pride's hand cupped the back of her head as their tongues danced and explored, their mouths merging once more…
"Hahaha... who would have thought that arrogant bastard would finally find someone who could match him," Lust chuckled, as he watched in amazement at the collision of two beings that held so much pride. While his hands boldly exploring every inch of Cadance's body. His fingers caressed and teased her, delving between her legs, coated in her intoxicating nectar. His fingers hooking inside as his thumb grazed her clit.
"Oohhhh... they certainly know how to put on a show, don't they? You might want to pick up some tips, little witch," Lust's voice dripped with dark allure, his words like honeyed poison. "Ahhh....AHhh" Cadance moaned and squirmed as Lust relentlessly worked her over, her arousal reaching new heights as she watched her sister being filled to the brim by a demon.
"Yesssss...."
The sight of Celestia being filled by Pride fueled her Lust's touch, a bead of sweat trailed down the curve of her supple breast. Lust's touch was electrifying, sending waves of pleasure throughout her body. She found herself moving her body in unison with his, her hips grinding against his fingers.
The pressure inside her built up, like a dam threatening to burst. As if sensing her imminent climax, Lust pulled away from her, a wicked smirk forming on his face. "Not yet... My brother Wrath has started already... so you'll have to wait till they're down as well." Lust's tongue slid up her neck as he molested her body further.
As much as she hated to admit it, the experience was exhilarating, watching the unholy union of her sister and a demon. Her mind was spinning, her thoughts consumed by a chaotic mix of emotions.... "Noo..." Cadance whined in protest, her hands reaching behind... desperate to grasp at something. "Tsk tsk tsk..." Lust said as he grabbed her hand "Just wait and watch." He said as he drew her attention to Wrath and Luna and what looked more like a fight for dominance than anything else.
Pinned beneath the demonic equine, Luna wrestled and struggled, desperately trying to break free from his iron grip. However, it was futile, his superior strength was no match for her.
"Oh? Feisty are we?" Wrath grinned as he increased his hold on Luna's wrists, restraining them with one hand.
"Let... ME... GO!" Luna screamed, her voice a mixture of anger and frustration. Wrath's own challenge with the mare was exicting... he could feel her anger... her power... her wrath increasing and it only aroused him further.
"Then make me!" he said as his mouth found her supple breasts. His fangs bit down on her nipples, drawing a cry of pain from Luna. Her protests and struggles were met with a torrent of pleasurable sensations, leaving her confused and disoriented.
Wrath's deft tongue swirled and flicked across her nipple, eliciting a shudder from her. His free hand roamed across her body, his fingers teasing and stimulating her. Luna's eyes widened in shock as she felt a searing heat emanating from his crotch. A twisted, monstrous beast of a member had materialized between his legs, its length and girth surpassing even that of her sisters.
"O-oh gods..." Luna stammered, her eyes fixated on his flaming horsehood. "Go-gods no! There's no way that can fit!"
"It will... if it doesnt... well you'll live..." Wrath replied with a sinister grin.
Wrath's engorged member rubbed against her trembling slit, the searing heat of it contrasting with her cool fur. Slowly, he pushed his tip passed her tight opening, stretching her walls with his girth. Her body instinctively tried to push it out, but it was futile as she was penetrated even further. Luna's cries were drowned out by a mixture of pain and pleasure as he invaded her most intimate depths.
She let out a strangled scream as he hilted her, his flared tip pressing against her innermost barrier. He let out a growl of satisfaction, savoring the warmth and tightness of her... then something snapped in her... her eyes blackened as Wrath soon found his strength matched... as tendrils of black magic gripped at him. "No... we do this my way.... little colt!" her words echoed and he merely grinned in response. "Oh, you want to take the reins... huh? Show me what you've got, little mare... make me regret taking you." his words were a challenge that she readily accepted.
Their bodies became intertwined as they battled for dominance, her magic attempting to overpower his. But Luna was not prepared for his raw strength. Wrath flipped them, now with Luna pinned on all fours as he towered above her, his massive form dwarfing hers.
"Such a pathetic display..." Luna taunted, lost in her own wrath and finding the Demon's once overbearing nature underwhelming.
"We'll see about that," he replied, a dark grin spreading on his face.
In one swift motion, he yanked her tail, pulling her ass high in the air. Wrath then began to rut her, his powerful thrusts pushing her back and forth. "Thats... a little... better...colt." Luna's voice was a mixture of pained and pleasure as her body surrendered to the onslaught of his ruthless fucking.
The sounds of their bodies slapping against each other echoed through the clearing, mixing with Luna's moans of pleasure and pain. Wrath leaned over her body as he bit inher collar bone, his motions grewing more powerful as the alter itself seem to crack under the force... his mane crackling with sparks of flames that danced with Luna's starry mane now turned a sickening dark black like an black hole creating a black fire like display as to powerful force converged int one.
Luna's voice was reduced to incoherent cries, as she experienced the full extent of Wrath's bestial side. The power struggle had shifted, with Luna being overwhelmed by Wrath's sheer force and ferocity... that Luna now matched. "Good... GOOOD!" Wrath roared, the satifisation of feeling both the embrace of her wrath and her womb gripping at his flared cockhead.
Flipping Luna back over, her eyes gazed at his own... "I want to see the wrath you harbor..." Wrath commented, feeling Luna grabb at his mane pulling him to closer to her face and heard her say "Then make me..." Her words a mockery of his own from before, bringing a sense of great delight to the demon.
Grabbing her tightly by the hips, he lifted her ass higher in the air as he slammed his massive member back in. Luna let out a savage growl of defiance, her eyes narrowing as she matched his pace, her hands and nails clawing at the alter as the cracks in it... and with a final powerful thrust, a splintering crack went down the alters spine as Wrath's released torrent after torrent into Luna. Luna's own eyes widened as she let out a orgasmic scream of anger and ecstasy, her insides rippling around Wrath as they both felt their power grow and flow... into a single entity. Luna's hand grasp at his cheek and said "I hope that's not all the wrath you have... or I'll be disappointed..." Luna said, despite her womb being filled well beyond its limits as her stomach bulged. Wrath's face twisted into a excited grin as he powerful laugh echoed in the area. "THEN I BEST NOT DISAPPOINT!" Wrath roared!
“Looks like we finally get to have ou-” Lust didn’t get to finish his words as Cadance grabbed him and brought his lips to hers… “Shut up… and fuck me already.” Cadance said as dragged him to the alter, showing a surprising display of strength as he laid on his back. Lust was in awe at Cadance but his grin never faulted. "HAHAHA! Oh I knew I liked you for a reason! Come on you slutty witch, show me what you got." Lust dared. Cadance wasn't didn't even need to be challenged... her body was echoing with desire.
As if a switch had been flipped, her eyes narrowed and her posture changed, becoming more aggressive. A mischievous grin spread across her lips as she clambered onto the demon, her hands exploring every inch of his toned body. He let out a low growl, the anticipation of her touch sending a shiver through him. His cock twitched at her teasing touches, growing harder with each passing second.
Cadance's scent, sweet and alluring, engulfed the air around them, igniting the flame of Lust within the demon. He inhaled deeply, savoring the delicious aroma that filled his nostrils. His mind reeled with desire, and his body responded accordingly. A strange and twisted feeling rose up in Cadance, a fiendish and malicious craving. It was a feeling that was both terrifying and thrilling. Cadance found herself entranced, and she acted without hesitation.
"Hmmm... a bit small... I don't like being out done..." Cadance mocked at Lust's size... watching his eyes flare
"You're quite the little tease, aren't you? Let's see if you can handle this." His voice, dripping with lust and seduction, sent a shiver down her spine. Cadance let out a squeal of surprise as his member grew to unspeakable proportions.... fleshy spines down the whole of the shaft... his flared cock head now sporting hooked fleshy numbs as his size all but doubled, easily being bigger than both Pride and Wrath.
"Much... much... better." Cadance's words were shaky as her body trembled, her eyes transfixed on the massive equinehood before her. Cadance stood on on the alter, giving her the angle to ride this... demonic cock and she gyrated her hips... teasing the flared cock head and twitching spines with her sex... before easing herself down upon the first few inches. Cadance let out a pained, but pleasing sound... the fleshly spines catching on her opening as she took a few more.
Her walls stretched around the monstrous shaft, straining to accommodate his immense size. Every movement, no matter how small, sent shockwaves of pleasure and pain through Cadance. Her head was swimming, a whirlpool of conflicting sensations swirling within her. The pleasure was addictive, and it threatened to consume her. Cadance knew she had to keep going, had to satisfy the monster that lay below her.
With every ounce of resolve she could muster, she continued to sink down, taking inch after excruciating inch. Cadance threw her head back in a guttural moan, the intense sensation leaving her breathless. The demon's eyes burned with a fiery orange glow, his gaze locked on her trembling form. She could feel his hunger, his dark and ravenous appetite for carnal pleasures.
Lust was mesmerized by the scene unfolding before him. The exquisite torment etched on her face, the way her body contorted in ecstasy, it was all so satisfying to behold.... when she reached the base... Lust found himself in pure awe. His hands caressing her hips as Cadance had taken such a monsterous size, her stomach bulging almost obscenely from the intrustion that deformed her insides and stretched her womb...
Cadance leaned forward, her forehead pressed against his broad chest. Her body shuddered as she struggled to adjust to the overwhelming sensation. It was an intoxicating blend of pleasure and pain, a chaotic rush that threatened to consume her. Lust's hands found their ways to her bottom... "Bounce for me little imp..." Cadances words dug deep at Lust but at the same time... Lust's own desire reached a height it never had before.
The demon let out a deep, guttural growl, his primal instincts kicking into overdrive. Grabbing Cadance by the hips, he began to wildly slam her up and down his massive length, the sounds of their frantic coupling echoing through the clearing. She could feel the fleshy hooks from his cock head pull at her from the inside, the ridges and fleshy spines that covered his demonic cock creating causing her to reach her peak... again... and again... rolling orgasim after rolling orgasim. Cadance's mind reeled, the constant stimulation sending her over the edge repeatedly. Her body quivered, a trail of drool dripping from her slack jaw. "M-m-more..." Cadance was barely able to form her own words of wanton desire.
Lust's movements were wild and feral, his rhythmic thrusts punctuated by the loud smacks of their skin meeting. He could feel the pressure building, a familiar and satisfying sensation that signaled the beginnings of his release. Cadance was a mess, her body limp and her eyes glazed over with lustful madness.
Feeling the same familiar sensation of pressure, Cadance clenched her thighs as the demon's hips bucked erratically. Their bodies were a tangled mess of limbs, a jumbled, sinful heap that threatened to consume them both... as their peaks were met, Cadance lips were greeted with Lust's as his words match hers. "Mine..." Lust released wave after wave of his demonic seed and Cadance was left with the feeling of being stretched and filled beyond capacity... her stomach expanded outward, her womb completely dominated by the powerful stream of fluid.
Cadance felt Lust's hands upon her cheeks as their tongues clashed with each others in a fevered dance of passion. His mouth never left her, even as the last of his seed trickled from the flared head, it remained buried deep within her, sealing every drop of his potent essence within.
Cadance's world was spinning, her vision a blur. Her mind was filled with euphoria, the remnants of her orgasm coursing through her veins. Everything was numb and tingling, as if her body was floating in a sea of endless bliss.
As the ritual had reached its peak... all three alters glowed an ominous glow, the air was heavy with the stench of sulfur, the ground beneath their feet trembling. The sky itself seemed to darken, clouds swirling in an unnatural formation. A low rumble echoed in the distance, growing louder with each passing moment. Markings engraved into the ground as hellish fire cut through the earth.
The Crimson Moon shone its eerie crimson light on the unholy union as a portal of flame and shadow erupted, forming a miasma of darkness that quickly spread for miles across the area, warping and twisting everything it touched. A sinister voice resonated from the vortex, its words a dark promise.
"Sisters... you have done well... now relish in the power we have given you." It was an evil voice, laced with malice and hatred, a grim reminder of the true power of the demons. Pride... Wrath... and Lust, All three rose from their altars leaving their claimed partners upon them as darkness took over each of them. The three equine figures evaporated into ash and dust, seeping into their skin and coalencing within their wombs as they felt a powerful force stir in all three of them.
The altar began to crack and crumble as it began to shatter, its purpose fulfilled. The unholy runes faded from sight, and the nightmarish landscape returned to its natural state, the fires extinguishing themselves as if they had never existed.
The sounds of violence and metal echoed as Cadance rose from her slumber, laying upon a silken black cloth... her awareness returning as she saw Celestia and Luna standing among a collection of hollowed silver and gilded armors and weapons at their hooves... before darkness consumed her once more.
Deep within the Hollow Shades forest, a new had been made by the three mares. "It's getting close... I can feel it..." Cadance said, as she rocked in a wooden chair, her hand on her stomach as it had swelled... almost a year had passed since the ritual and like the deal entailed... their now carried the demons within them... who the mare referred to as the Triplets.
"You're right, Caddie... They'll be here soon." Celestia said, holding the baby blanket that she made for them, unsure if their minds would remain simple and infantile or not after the foals were born.
"Do you think they'll be... like they were? Or will they just be normal babies?" Luna asked, uncertainty creeping in her voice.
"Who knows... We'll have to see." Cadance answered, as they all three waited for the day to arrive... "It is funny though, it's been almost a year... do you think they will be born on Nightmare Night?" Cadance questioned as she pondered the unnaturally long pregnancy.
"Knowing demons... most likely, just be happy to get this weight off my back though, heavy little bastard." Celestia said as she felt a strong kick inside her "Yes I mean you... little bastard." she chuckled at the child inside of her, they had already proven to be powerful.
Luna and Cadance shook their heads in amusement as Celestia seemed to be arguing with a very active baby within her.
Interesting times were coming to the World of Equestria.
Author's Note
Okay, this was a wild one... I did this in less than four hours. My friend Holocron showed me Hooves-art latest image when I'm trying to work on Kwa-Rushwa... and I get spiked with inspiration.
Challenges me to say I cant do it in time... GUESS WHAT I DID! MUHAHAHAH...
Forgive the lack of editing and if it's a bit messy, I'll touch it up when I'm more awake but I hope you all enjoy it!
