To Opaline, With Love

by Bad Dragon

Rating: mature
Tags: Sex, Opaline, Dark, Drama, Porn, Misty, My Little Pony: A New Generation, Non-consensual
Length: 5183

Opaline is sentenced to public service for her crimes.

Opaline has always been a mother figure to Misty. And not just that, she made her adopted daughter connect with her even on an intimate level.

Misty pities her mother but still decides to pour all her feelings toward Opaline into the upcumming Hearts and Hooves celebration.

It will be just the two of them together for the holiday besides a dozen stallions fucking the shit out of Opaline.

This story participates in the Hearts & Hooves Heartbreak writing contest.

Published 2024-02-03 19:30:01 UTC
Last updated 2024-02-06 23:52:29 UTC

1 - My Mother Opaline

As I galloped along the bustling streets of Maretime Bay, I felt a surge of joy and gratitude. I had finally found my place in the world, where I could be myself and pursue my dreams.

It was hard to imagine that this was the same me who had spent miserable years in the castle with Opaline, the cruel and snobbish princess. She had made my life a living hell, keeping me from my true destiny. She had isolated me from any potential friends and made me doubt my worth and abilities. She promised me a cutie mark, yet she was the sole reason why I didn't have one for so long. It seemed like an eternity ago.

I leaned back and smacked my cutie-mark-adorned butt. “But things change.”

Yet, one thing stayed the same: my feelings for my adopted mother Opaline. And there she was in my sight near the friendship tree, livelier than ever. Her whole body squirmed around as if she were dancing, and I felt inclined to take her for a ride myself.

“Mummy, what are those stallions doing to that alicorn?” A passing foal turned to her mother.

I slowed my fast pace, recognizing the filly. She was Peach Fizz, one of my friend Pipp’s fans, a Pippsqueak. She reminded me of myself when I was little, relying on my mother for the answers of the world.

“They’re fucking her,” the mother replied in a serene tone and hinted for them to go closer to the lively exhibit. We walked in parallel. If somepony were to see us from afar it would look almost as if I was a part of the family, taking a morning stroll.

The filly’s mother Melba Blossom was very unlike my adopted mother to her child. Opaline would often lose patience with me and punish me for asking stupid questions.

“What’s fucking?” The child persisted. “It looks as if they’re hurting her.”

“No, no, no,” her mother corrected her, but without beating the defenseless thing as Opaline would have if I ever persisted in my questions. “The stallions are teaching her a lesson.”

“I’m glad I don’t have to put up with so many teachers,” the filly smiled at her fortune.

Her mother smiled in turn, happy for her daughter’s well-being. “Continue to be a good student at school, and you won’t need any extra lessons.”

“Is she still learning how to speak?” The curious filly kept asking questions, almost making me jealous of her vast freedoms that I hadn’t had at the castle. “It sounds like she’s drowning.”

“That’s only because her throat is full of dick,” the mother educated her child. “She’s learning how to give and how to receive.”

Peach Fizz pressed her eyebrows together. “It looks weird. I don’t get it.”

Her mother glanced at me with just one eye.

It dawned on me that I had instinctively matched my pace with theirs which must have looked super creepy. I turned my head to her and offered an awkward smile in return.

Miss Blossom stopped in her tracks. “Misty, you were practically Opaline’s daughter, right? Why don’t you explain to my child what’s going on with your mother.”

I gulped and stopped, yet kept trotting with my legs on a spot. My instinct was to lie and say that I was in a hurry to excuse myself, but that was the old Misty! “Sure thing.” I turned to them and sat down on the pavement. The new Misty doesn’t run away!

“Yay, story time!” Peach Fizz jumped in Melba Blossom’s lap as she set down facing me.

“Long ago, in a time immemorial, my adopted mother Opaline came to Equestria together with her sisters Luna and Celestia. They were on a mission to spread unity among ponies. Unlike the two benevolent rulers, Opaline wanted to establish order with harsh words and beatings.” I caressed one foreleg with the other as my gaze shied away from them.

“That wasn’t nice of her!” Peach Fizz broke the sudden silence.

“You’re right…” I looked back at her. “That wasn’t nice of her at all. Her sisters and all the other ponies said the same thing. But Opaline always thought that she was the only one in the right and everypony else was below her. But that’s not the case, is it?”

“No, it isn’t.” The filly pointed a hoof behind me and said, “Two ponies are on top of her.”

“That’s called mounting,” the mother educated her daughter.

I didn’t have to look back to know the reality. I trusted the filly and my fellow ponies, unlike the times I only trusted my mother. “Opaline was wrong, and they showed her how wrong she was by banishing her. But she didn’t learn. She came back and was the same. So they banished her again, that time to a castle surrounded by a magic barrier she couldn’t break.”

The mother interjected. “But then somepony created a doorway for her to terrorize everypony again.”

I bowed my head. “And now she’s learning a lesson not to be bad.”

“Will she learn this time around?” Peach Fizz asked.

I looked up at her to see if it was me she was asking, but her mother Melba Blossom answered for me while staring directly into my eyes, “She better.”

“I already know that I shouldn’t be bad.” The filly thumped herself on the chest. “With so many teachers, I bet she’ll learn it too.”

“I wish so, too…” I sighed, bowing my head again.

“Okay, Little Inquisitor, time to go now.”

I just sat there, even after I heard them stand up and turn to the main street. Their voices got quieter and quieter as they gained distance from me.

“Mummy, can I teach Opaline the lesson too since I already know it?” the filly kept up with her questions.

“You don’t have a dick, Fizz.”

“I can use my horn instead,” the filly persisted.

“I guess that could work,” her mother replied. “Maybe when you’re older.”

“Older?” the filly continued. “How much time does she need? Opaline must be a really bad student if she’ll still be learning basic stuff by that point.”

“But I, on the other hoof, am not a bad student,” I whispered to myself. “And my mother can learn too; she just needs a good tutor.”

Author's Note

GDoc

2 - Reunion

There were three lines of stallions. One in front of Opaline and two behind her. It seemed she’d stay in Maretime Bay for quite a bit longer before the Togetherness Clop Tree would transfer her to the next node. First to my hometown Bridlewood and then to the node of my own creation at Zepper Heights.

I felt a bit anxious when I approached Opaline. Skipping the line felt a bit inconsiderate to others, but everypony knew me and my relationship with my adopted mother. I wouldn’t have a turn with her this time around; I just wanted to talk to her. Nopony would have to be bothered by my presence.

Approaching her from the side, I brushed a hoof against her white mane. It was her natural color, but the vast amount of cum sticking to it made it whiter than ever.

Her eyes were rolled up and she hadn’t yet noticed me. I nuzzled my mouth in her ear and softly whispered, “Hi, mom.”

“Gh‽” Opaline uttered and all her muscles tensed up even more than they already were.

Her eye came into view. She tried to focus her big pupil on me but couldn’t. It darted all around, only stopping on me for brief moments.

“How have you been, mom?” I patronizingly caressed her head.

“Ghh?” she said and quickly added, “Oghhh! Ghhh… Eh! Ahh! Ghhh!”

“I’m glad to hear it.” I turned around and sat down, leaning my head on her foreleg. It kept twitching under my mane. I closed my eyes, imagining that she was caressing me.

She had actually caressed me countless times for years. Often several times per day. But it was always for her pleasure, never mine. This time around, however, it was for my pleasure alone.

“Agh! Ghh! Oghh!” she continued.

“I’ve been great, actually,” I said without bothering to open my eyes. “My actual father Alphabittle Blossomforth offered that I stay with him at the same place I used to live in before you… took me in.” My lips tightened at the memory, but I kept up the smile. “Instead, I decided to live with Alicorn Sunny Starscout.” I turned my head and looked up at her. “You know, the one you hate the most.”

Her eye closed shut. A tear drifted from it down her cheeks, but that was nothing unusual. The river of tears had already formed a moist canyon under her eyes. Her face looked like a painted costume for the Nightmare Night celebration even though it’s been a long time since she wore any of her precious makeup.

“Oh, don’t feel jelly.” I caressed her neck with a hoof and she choked even more since it got pressured from within and without at the same time. “You got what you wanted as well. Just look at it all.” I waved my hooves around. “Isn’t this place just magical?” I looked up at her, but her eye was still closed. “You always wanted magic.”

She tried to thump with a hoof, but the tree root that was tightly wrapped around her leg dampened it to the point that the movement was hardly noticeable.

“The magic is evolving every day,” I explained further. It was so nice talking without getting interrupted. “This tree used to represent togetherness. It still does, but now it also represents pleasure. You’re at the forefront of this magical evolution. At first, the tree only held you in its roots, but it wouldn’t really be a Together Tree if it didn’t connect you with others. And you sure get around a lot nowadays, don’t you, mom? When the lines empty, you’ll get transported to Briddlewood and meet my father. He’ll probably be the first in line again. I bet he’s already waiting for you. Though, I’m not sure if you’ve seen him before, even though you know him intimately. He’s the one who’s always full of endurance tea and keeps dryfucking you in the ass. It’s a good thing that you’re an Alicorn and instantly heal yourself or else he’d probably fuck you to death. He still hasn’t forgiven you for taking me, his daughter, away from him. That’s why all the angry sex. I just thought you’d want to know.”

What I said must have encouraged Sprout Cloverleaf who was plowing her ass at that moment. He put all his weight on Opaline and drilled into her sphincter like a pecking bird.

“Unlike you, mom, everypony has already forgiven me. I’m a valued member of society now. Then again, so are you, I guess.” I smiled. She was definitely no longer a hermit that I lived with for years.

She tried to wiggle about, but the tree vines held her in place. Sprout’s own plant tentacles assisted them, keeping the receiving mare still and secure.

“The magic is really strong in this place. Even I can control the vines, and I’m not even an Earth pony.” I tapped at the ground and a Together Tree’s vine sprang forth, climbing up Opaline’s leg, around her neck and tightening. I kept constraining her blood flow, showing Opaline the power of magic she craved so much. When her body started to go limp, I let go, and the vine retracted. “You’re the only pony cut off from the magic, even from your own, but you still get to experience it second-hoof by the process of sharing. You know, the thing you never did. I was only ever allowed to touch the junk in my room. Everything else was yours...”

Hitch Trailblazer who was doing her head at the time finally cummed in her stomach and pulled out with a pop.

She bowed her head and coughed then threw up cum on the ground.

I turned around and tapped her on her back. “There, there.”

“No littering!” Hitch ordered, grabbed her horn and forced her muzzle into the mess she made on the ground. “Be a good pony and clean it up.”

Another tear drifted down her muzzle, yet she didn’t resist as she had used to. She had learned not to cross the sheriff. Her tongue slowly drifted out and licked the white mess on the ground.

I leaned down to her and watched her lick. “Mom, Hearts and Hooves Day for intimate couples is coming in a week. Given that I had to make you orgasm daily and for years, I think we more than qualify. Is there anything you wish for our special day? Anything at all?”

Her eye finally managed to lock on me, even though her head still jerked back and forth from the shoves in her pussy from Rob under her and Sprout’s barrage in her ass.

She retracted her tongue and quickly whispered with a raspy voice, “Misty, you have to help me. I’m a mess. My throat is killing me… I can’t even speak properly anymore. Can’t even think… All my holes are filled with cum. My coat is more cum than fur, and I only get a shower when it rains. I can’t take this anymore…”

“More licking, less talking!” Hitch ordered, and she instantly obeyed.

I caressed her head, “You can count on me, mom. I’ll see you in a week with a solution to your problems.”

“Hitch?” I turned to him.

“Yeah?” he said absently while supervising Opaline.

“You’ll take care of my mother in the meantime, won’t you?”

“You bet!” After briefly glancing at me, he focused back on Opaline and pushed her snout into the ground. “You missed a spot there, litterer.”

After hoof-bumping with him, I was on my way. I was on a mission again, and I only had one week to prepare. “I won’t fail you this time, mom.”

Author's Note

GDoc

3 - With Love

I slept under the Together Tree to be the first in line in the morning. That’s when the pegasi from the Zepper Hights have to go to work and can’t fuck my mom anymore. The sun was already on the horizon. “Any time now,” I said to the fellow ponies who were lining themselves in one line behind me and two lines before me. “I just need a minute with her first. I have a gift for her.” I lifted a black fabric in the air for everypony to see and they nodded in agreement. The community was with me, and I was with them. And soon, my mother would join us.

The Together Tree glowed. The earth before us spread and wrapped in roots came forth: Opaline.

“Welcome to Maretime Bay again, mom! It seems you had a fun time in Zepper Hights. Pegasi sure can party hard, it seems.”

She wailed between coughs. White matter sprayed from her mouth. It also oozed from under her tail in a stream. It almost looked as if she was peeing and shitting sperm.

“I’ve got you a gift for the Hearts & Hooves day, mom! I’ve completed the mission you sent me on; everything is ready.”

Her head jerked up. “Get me out of here, Misty!”

“He-he, good one, mom. You know you deserve this.”

She shook her head. “What?”

“I got you what you explicitly wished for. I spent all my bits on it, actually, so I expect some gratitude from you.”

“Misty, I told you that I can’t take this—”

“I know, the sperm on your coat. See? I remember! You want to keep yourself clean, right? And now you can, with this!” I raised the black fabric.

Opaline sighed. “Misty, what is that?”

“I had a furtight bodysuit made just for you. Well, I didn’t have your measurements, so I just let the tailor take mine instead. But now that I see you here, maybe our proportions aren’t that similar, after all. You’re all fat and bloated from the vast amount of cum you consume. Also way taller than me. But the material is stretchy, so it shouldn’t matter.” I tried to spread the fabric apart, but it didn’t budge. “Hm, that’s quite leathery, actually. It doesn’t stretch. I told the tailor to make it as tough as possible, so you wouldn’t tear it. But I’m sure we can make it work anyway.”

“Misty, I’ve lived for two millennia, and never have I worn tight clothes, nor shall I wear them even if I live for ten thousand years more. They’re beneath me. As if I’d tolerate something that would feel like a hundred hooves touching me all over. I’d rather die than wear that atrocity. Such clothes shouldn’t even exist!”

“Hey, don’t diss it until you try it!” I stomped a hoof on the ground and the Together Tree responded. Vines sprang forth and closed her toxic mouth. “And I’d think you’d already be used to touches by now.”

“Nnngh?” she objected.

“Everypony, my mom needs our help!” I threw the furtight bodysuit over Opaline’s back.

Her body jerked, but the vines held her so tight that she couldn’t shake it off.

Ponies stepped forth. Two of them took the bodysuit and prepared the neck opening.

The vines on one of her hind legs retracted and Opaline immediately started kicking with it. Two more strong stallions grabbed the limb while the other two brought the bodysuit to it.

I used my magic to guide the material over her leg. I knew it would be a tight fit, but I was still surprised at how much force we all had to apply to make any progress. At some points, I feared that it would be theoretically impossible to drag the thing onto her.

Her thrashing didn't help at all, especially when I tried to guide her tail through the hole in the back with my telekinesis. At least her mouth was shut during the process so that I didn’t have to listen to her drama. Hoof by hoof and leg by leg, the black, furtight bodysuit embraced my mother tightly.

“Oh, er, I forgot you also have wings. I didn’t tell the tailor to make any holes there so… I guess you’ll just have to fold them under the fabric. But hey, at least they’ll be safe from cum, right? Although, they’re already soaked in sperm underneath so I’m not sure how this will even help in any way…”

It took all of our efforts combined to squeeze the bloated pony inside. When we tightened the last strap, sperm oozed under her tail like mayonnaise squeezed from a tube. It was okay, though, because the suit had three holes back there. One for her tail, one for her ass and one for her pussy. There was also a fourth big hole through which her head stuck out. That allowed her to puke sperm through her clenched teeth unimpeded.

“And that’s not all, mom. You know how everypony constantly complains that they don’t want to look at your ugly face? It’s why the oral line of ponies is always shorter than the other two.” I started to uncurl the mask that was attached to the suit. “Hm, I’m not sure this will fit. You have such a long face…”

Two stallions heard my plea and immediately offered their assistance. As I ordered the vines to release her muzzle, they used all their strength to wrap the tight material over her head and strap it behind her horn.

Though her body was clenched by the tight fabric and vines on top of it, her mouth within the mask was free and she immediately put it to use. “Aaa! Too. Tight! Can’t. Breathe! Can’t. See!”

“Oh!” I facehooved. “I probably should have told the tailor to make holes for eyes in the mask… But hey, at least now nopony will have to put up with your judgemental gazes. I know I don’t want to. I had enough of them for a lifetime.”

“Misty… This isn’t. At all! What I asked for…”

“Shh!” I shut her mouth close with a hoof. “I know you said other things as well. I remember. You complained about your throat. At first, I didn’t know what to do about that, so I asked Sunny what she’d do about your throat, and guess what she said?”

“Misty!” she spoke through her teeth.

“Guess!” I let go of her mouth and playfully smacked her on her snout.

“Free me!”

“No, that’s not what Sunny said.” I hit her again, harder that time. “She said, and I quote, ‘I’d piss in it until she’d choke’.”

“What the fuck‽”

“Yeah, I didn’t get it at first, either. But then I figured it out. I asked Izzy for help and we crafted the biggest and thickest strapon ever designed, guaranteed to choke you. The big bulge in front was my idea.” I tapped at the wood between my legs. “As for the piss, well…” I crouched down and started pissing on it. “And… that takes care of the pissing part, now for the choking that should help with training your throat…”

“Misty…” she spoke through her teeth again.

“Oh, I almost forgot. I brought you yet another gift. You know how you complained that your holes are filled with cum? I know because I remember. I’m not the imbecile you always labeled me as. I thought about your predicament when I was on the toilet and after producing this massive turd, an idea dawned on me. Of course, when I clog the toilet, I use the toilet brush. So I asked Sunny if I could take her toilet brush and she said it’s too dirty and that it’s only good for trash since she already got a new one. And after she threw it out, I took it out of the trash which is okay to do. I know this because my friend Izzy told me so. And here it is.”

I showed her my gift wrapped in newspapers. “Oh, right, you can’t see because your eyes are covered. But don’t worry, you can still feel it. The bristles are really stiff, but that’s the whole point, right? You don’t want any cum sticking on the walls of your womb or sphincter. You want to have it scraped off, right? Let me just unwrap it for you.”

I tore away the newspapers. “Whew, that’s a lot of wrapping… I didn’t want to dirty myself while carrying the used toilet brush since it had shit all over and grime from the trash. I could have cleaned it, of course, but then I’d have to dry it out or something. It felt like a hustle. And you’d get it dirty anyway, so it wasn’t really worth the effort.

“There, for cleaning sperm before engaging my mother.” I offered the toilet brush to the stallion at the ass line.

I turned back to Opaline. “Those who fuck you complain about all the sperm in the way as well, so this should prove to be a gift that keeps on giving, not just to you but to those around you as well.”

Author's Note

GDoc

4 - Revenge

While the pony in the back was getting Opaline’s tail out of the way, another one crawled underneath her for some dick-in-pussy action.

“...Aaand that’s all the gifts I have for you.” I tightened the strap on my strapon. The hard shaft was so long that it dug through the dirt with its tip. “I just have to take care of your throat with my wooden dildo and we’re done.”

“Misty… A wooden dildo… That’s the most ridiculous… unusable thing I’ve—”

“Oh, just shut up, Opaline!” I lifted her head with a foreleg. “What else will you force me to do before you finally manage to say one nice thing about me and my ideas?”

But Opaline did not shut up. In fact, she screamed louder than I’d ever heard her scream as soon as the pony in the back shoved the toilet brush into her ass right to its hilt.

I used the prospect of her opened mouth to shove my contraption inside, muffling her scream. I had enough of her yellings for a lifetime, I didn’t need any more of that.

With both forehooves, I held her head in place but she still wiggled so much that I had to connect with extra vines to secure her again. The pony who was cleaning her ass with a toilet brush had to do the same. It took a dozen more vines before she was fully immobilized.

As a mare, I didn’t have much experience with shoving a dick in somepony’s throat. The bulge simply wouldn’t move forward. It got stuck at the back of her mouth.

With vines and forelegs, I rotated her head to move her horn out of the way.

With both forehooves secured behind her head and hind hooves digging into the ground, I pushed with all my body forward.

Opaline’s immense choking let me know that the force was there, but the majority of my enormous dildo was still out in the open.

The stallion ramming her cleaned asshole was already finished while I was still struggling.

It was only when the next stallion shoved the toilet brush in her sphincter and a stallion behind me pushed his hooves on my buns with all his force that Opaline’s throat finally gave way and let through my pee-coated wood.

After that, it was only a matter of shoves. Little by little the bulge moved down her throat. I could even see it through the furtight material on her neck.

Still, I was becoming impatient. “Mom, remember all the times when you sat on my face telling me I should lick faster, and when I told you that my tongue was already hurting you started to beat on me?”

The only sounds were loud gurgling and small sips of air that managed to pass the intrusion in her throat.

“Let’s try out your method, shall we?” I struck down with my hoof on the bulge in her neck several times to loosen up whatever obstacle was keeping me from utilizing my invention to its full effect.

I beat her faster and faster while shoving the dildo in harder and harder. Then, finally, at long last, the bulge pushed through to her stomach.

I rested on her head for a little while to catch my breath. The hard part of the process was behind me. After a short pause, I reached down with a hoof and rubbed my clit. There was just something about Opaline’s gurgles and squirms that made me feel good inside.

With newfound strength, I proceeded to shove my wooden dildo through her stomach. Slowly at first, in the rhythm of my clit-rubbing.

Her body didn’t just shake, it vibrated as if she was cold, even though I knew for a fact that she was sweating profusely from the heat within the tight cocoon of her shiny furtight bodysuit.

It didn’t take long before I was straight up ramming the dildo through her mouth, throat and stomach. The wooden contraption was just long enough to smash into the back of her stomach wall. I could feel it both as a counterforce to my pushes and the sudden burst of twitches from the whorse below.

After ever faster rubbing of my clit and straight-up crashing my dildo at the end of Opaline’s stomach, I came so hard that I squirted all over my hoof. “AAaaa!”

I calmed and my body only twitched here and there while I rested on Opaline’s head. All the while, I rubbed my wet hoof on the leather-wrapped torso below.

I was so relaxed that I considered just sleeping on top of Opaline, but I knew that there was a line of horny stallions behind me, so I gathered my strength and pushed off her.

The big wooden dildo retracted a little bit, but then the bulge got stuck at the end of the throat.

I kept pulling with all my body, but it wouldn’t break free. Beating on Opaline with both hooves didn’t help even though I used all of my strength behind each strike.

“Oh, fuck this, and fuck you.” I unstrapped my strapon. “I’m done with this, and I’m done with you.” I detached myself, and finally felt the ground with all four hooves.

The dildo was still stuck in Opaline’s throat, but it wasn’t my problem anymore. It was a gift for her, after all. Thanks to me, all the mares in Maretime Bay could have a way with her in the future even more than the stallions.

I smiled to myself and flickered Opaline’s ear with a hoof as I sat down before her, “Are you finally proud of me, Opaline?

At first, Opaline twitched. Then after a long while, she finally produced a nod. It was a weird nod since she couldn’t move her neck because her throat was still full of my wooden dildo, but it was, nonetheless and unmistakably, a nod.

“Am I better than you?” I continued.

There was another moment of stillness, then a nod.

“Is there anything else you want from me, Opaline?” I asked quizzaciously. “Anything at all?”

Instantly, her head and neck moved left and right.

“Good. We’re done then. I’m breaking up with you, Opaline.”

She didn’t react, but I knew how to inject some more life into her.

“I’m off to go on a mission with Sunny and her friends now. We’ve already taken care of the Together Tree you corrupted, and today we’ll take care of your castle. First, we’ll pile together all the precious relics you have collected through millennia. We’ll burn everything on a big pyre, and I’ll roast marshmallows over it.”

The muscles all over Opaline’s body tensed.

“Sunny was hesitant, but I convinced her by saying that it’s the only way to reform you.”

Her head moved left and right.

“Oh, and we’ll also raze your castle to the ground.” I stood up. “Opaline, keep taking the dick medicine in all your holes while I dance on the ruins of your millennia-long life’s efforts. Maybe someday you’ll finally be cured of being yourself. In the meantime, know that at least I’m cured of you.“

I left her there with all three of my gifts. Finally, I knew what it felt like to feel pride in myself. I put a closure on my old life, and all the doors of my new life were opened wide. Opaline’s nagging imaginary voice at the back of my head was finally gone. I was a strong, independent mare, and my actions were my own. Then and forevermore.”

Author's Note

GDoc