At her Desire's Mercy

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Drowsiness
Light Sleep
Deep Sleep

Drowsiness

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Drowsiness

Luna reclined against her seat and watched the countryside roll by outside as she let her thoughts wander elsewhere. It had taken a while to find a working train heading for Ponyville, but that was part of the issue after all, and also part of the reason she'd chosen to ride one instead of going there via air carriage. So far, though, everything about the ride and the train seemed normal. Another reason was secrecy, as secretive as an alicorn marching into town could be. If anything was truly amiss, at least she wouldn't reveal her presence too early. The third reason was that the slightly longer and less animated trip afforded her more time to think.

There was a lot to think about, despite how few details were known. It had started as strange lapses in communication from the Empire, and then the issue spread to Ponyville. That was the bulk of the oddness, but there was more too. Ponies seemingly going missing, some reports of citizens from either location showing odd behaviour. Celestia, as she always did, had thought about asking Twilight before ever considering consulting her sister for help. That was when things had gone south, proverbially, as Twilight was nowhere to be found. Celestia had almost started to panic before Luna stepped in.

She'd had to half plead, half scold her sister into giving her a chance to tackle the matter herself. It was logical for her to be the one who should; things were safer with Celestia firmly in Canterlot if Equestria was truly being threatened. Also, on a more personal level, it would be better for Luna if she got to finally do something. A chance to fix a problem or avert a crisis herself instead of being remembered only for her mistakes, while Celestia's pupil took care of everything.

Luna shook those thoughts away. She cared for Twilight, owed a lot to her, and she was worried about her just as Celestia was. Instead she focused on what had brought her there on the train. The first thing she'd done, and one of the things she'd sworn by while trying to calm Celestia, was trying to find Twilight and her friends through their dreams. The results had been... worrying. Twilight was there, somewhere, but her dreams were somehow shrouded, like the light of her mind was covered by something. Luna had looked for her friends too, with similar results, until she'd come across Starlight's dream. It had been odd, muddled, again filtered in a way dreams were not supposed to be for her, surely as a result of strong magic. It had made some things clear, though. Something was wrong, Luna's help was needed, and caution was advised. No guards, then. If Starlight had been defeated they stood no chance.

The train stopped, jolting her out of her thoughts. She hadn't noticed it slowing, caught up by them as she was. She stood from her seat and gave a brief look over her reflection in the window. Her black knee-length pencil skirt clung tight to her rather sizeable behind, but still afforded her legs enough freedom of movement. Her cream blouse was snug over her generous chest, but not immodest. Her arms were bare, and her starry mane was done up in a ponytail. She'd gone without her peytral, but still chose to wear her crown on her head and silver shoes on her hooves. She made sure her clothes were in order and then walked off the train, the conductor giving her a smile and a friendly wave.

As she set hoof into Ponyville, she could immediately taste magic in the air. A spell of some kind had been placed over the whole town, though it was not strong enough to affect an alicorn of her calibre. She could not know yet what its effects were, but it was a definite sign that something was amiss. With renewed determination she began to head towards the castle, the logical first place to look for Twilight and Starlight. It was clearly visible from all around town, standing a good bit taller than everything else save maybe the town hall. It was still as much of an eyesore as she remembered it being, though perhaps a little shinier and more blue.

While she purposefully marched down the streets, thoughts swirling around potential plans of action as she remained alert for any signs of danger around her, she distractedly took stock of the citizens going about their days. To them, nothing seemed to be wrong, and they took to their routines as cheerfully as she'd ever seen a pony act. Unnervingly so, even. And that's when it hit her, that none of them were so much as acknowledging her presence, not as a Princess at least. Sure, they waved back if she did, but there was no kneeling and no sign of formalities. That was odd. Definitely odd. She sped up her steps.

She knocked at the castle doors, partly out of politeness, partly out of curiosity. She smirked when her call went unanswered. At least it gave her a valid excuse to break in and get some action. However, the doors turned out to be unlocked, so with a simple push and a shrug she let herself in.

The taste and feel of magic intensified as soon as she stepped in, enough that she had to make a conscious effort to keep the spell off of her. Still nothing she couldn't handle. The magic was coming from inside the castle. Or maybe... She brought a hand to one of the walls, feeling it subtly vibrate under her touch, as something like static flowed from it. Maybe it was coming from the castle itself. That was bad, but it could potentially explain what had been shielding Twilight's dreams.

She elected to explore the palace before trying dreamwalking again, just to be safe. Being unfamiliar with the layout of the place, she just turned down the first corridor she found, and began to look into every room she came across. Surely one of them would have something of value in helping her understand what had happened. The first door she opened was a broom closet, complete with brooms and cleaning products. Luna pouted, shut the door, and moved on to the next one.

A kitchen, with pots and pans still in the sink, used and left there unwashed. By how many plates were left on the table, a lot of ponies had to have been there. There was something else too, not something she could see but rather something she could smell. It wasn't just the smell of dead air of a building that'd been left without ventilation for too long, either. She stepped into the room properly and took a deep breath. It was a strong smell, as unmistakeable as its implications were worrying. Sex, and a lot of it for it to linger so thick.

She hurried over to the next room. The smell was even stronger there, hitting her like a wall when she opened the door. It was a bedroom, and the signs of what had happened there were as clear on the bed as the stench would imply. She walked out of it quickly and shut the door behind her. Maybe Twilight and her friends held orgies in the castle and no one had told her, but she found that unlikely. After all, if she kept her own impulses to her dreams to preserve the integrity of the crown then she was sure Twilight would exercise the same level of caution. Not that she knew where Twilight's preferences lay on the matter, or if they were anything like hers.

She shook her head, and refrained from checking out the next room. It was a slow process, and it wasn't getting her anywhere. Better to just go back to dreamwalking, to see if now that she was inside the building she could locate Twilight or her friends, instead of wasting time playing around. It was a serious matter and she was expected to take it seriously.

She sat down against a wall, a little bothered by its magical buzzing against her head, and closed her eyes. Immediately she was in the dreaming. As she had suspected, things were different in there. Somehow, the castle acted as its own subspace within the dreamspace, almost like a building of its own within the fields of dreams she usually moved through. She speculated it was more thanks to a perversion of the castle's own innate magic than thanks to any external spell placed upon it. Regardless, if the space she was in was metaphorically a building within the dreaming, the metaphorical lights were off, and the darkness was not one she could pierce as easily as that of night.

She could not see things, only sense them vaguely, but it was like moving with a blindfold on. She knew something was definitely there, though, something she hadn't sensed while outside. It was her only lead, and it was better than nothing. She moved towards it the way one moves within a dream, without any real direction. Then, like she'd stumbled upon a staircase she didn't know was there, Luna tumbled forward and fell into a dream.

There was a sort of fuzziness permeating the dream, like everything was seen through water and glass. It took her a moment to get her bearings, and to recognise the scene around her. At first the crystal that made up the walls and floor around her led her to think the dream was set in the same castle she was in, but looking more closely she could tell it wasn't so. The room was grander than anything in Twilight's palace, and the walls were smooth and even, unlike the more jagged appearance of her tree-like adobe. It was someplace in the Crystal Empire, the throne room if she had to guess by its size.

Looking towards the opposite end of it, she could confirm that was the case, as sitting upon a throne she saw none other than Shining Armor, Prince of the Empire. For whatever reason, he was clearly naked. Luna's heart skipped a beat at the sight, but then she blinked and tilted her head in confusion. Did he have an erection, too? By far not the weirdest dream she'd seen, but she was still curious. She doubted it was Shining's dream she was in. He was still in the Empire as far as she knew. She walked down the length of the room, and in doing so she finally noticed someone else there.

It was no wonder she'd missed them, as they were kneeling with their head almost touching the floor. The closer she moved, the clearer the dream became, and she could finally discern who the second figure was. While he looked slightly bigger and more muscled than last she'd seen him, and likely more than he was in the real world, it was hard not to recognise Spike, Twilight's assistant and adopted brother. He ought to be the one dreaming, and he was definitely a good place to start from in her quest. He was naked too, but he always was, what with dragon anatomy being so different from ponies' and all.

As she got closer, close enough to see that Shining was indeed sporting an erection and was also more impressively well endowed than she suspected (though that could be chalked up to the dream), she could hear them talking. While she missed what exactly Shining had said, Spike's response was clear. "I am honoured by your offer, my King, and I gladly accept." He kept his head close to the floor as he spoke, and his tone sounded almost reverent.

Luna magicked herself a chair to sit on and watch the scene from, more than a little amused. What she saw before her gave off the vibes of something between a tale of chivalry of the kind that had been popular before her banishment and an oddly revealing erotic fantasy. But dreams often were a strange combination of different parts of a pony's mind, though the present one belonged to a dragon, and combining Spike's literary passions with what could be his latent homosexuality wasn't all that surprising. Even if it was a little weird he'd placed his adoptive brother there. Maybe there was something else to it. Maybe Shining was just an icon Spike admired and the sexual undertones were the results of Spike's insecurities regarding his masculinity, which would explain why Shining looked so muscled and hung, and was addressed as King rather than Prince.

Shining's horn lit. His magic shone a different light than what she remembered it being, but she paid that no mind. It was a dream, after all. The spell also seemed to be quite a powerful one, but again it was all a projection of Spike's mind, and Shining was clearly an idealised version of himself embodying power and virility in the traditional sense. Admittedly he did look hot like that. Even hotter than usual. Luna shook her head and looked back towards Spike, whose body was being enveloped by the light of the spell.

Was it a kind of transfer of power? Was Spike dreaming of Shining, who he viewed as stronger and more accomplished than himself, metaphorically gifting him the strength he felt he lacked? Luna couldn't stop herself from trying to analyse the dream for meaning. It was her job and her calling, after all. Spike's body rose in the air in the grasp of Shining's magic, and as it began to shift she thought she'd guessed correctly. Then she saw just how it was changing.

Spike's muscles melted away, his limbs becoming lither and his frame shrinking until he was thin, if not quite frail. His features softened, the sharper edges mellowing into curves as his muzzle became more rounded. Luna was not overtly familiar with dragon anatomy, and so did not immediately realise what those changes implied, but what came next cleared up any doubts she may have had. For one, the barely noticeable slit in his crotch which hid his reproductive equipment moved lower, between his legs, and became more pronounced. That was by far not the biggest change, though.

Spike's hips widened, his thighs and tail thickened, his ass became larger and rounder, and Luna realised 'he' wasn't the right pronoun to use any more. Next, Spike, if that was still her name, had her chest swell out well past modesty, and certainly more than anything Luna had ever seen on a female dragon. She ended up sporting two fat tits that, while not as big as Luna's, were still large even by pony standards. Luna blinked at that, suddenly realising she was familiar with the spell at work. How Spike knew of it, she had no idea.

Shining's magic placed the dragon back down, and he spoke, his voice firm and commanding, but also theatrical in a way clearly influenced by Spike's dream. "From this moment on, you shall be known as Barb. Now, I expect you to show your gratitude to your King for the gift he has given you."

Luna was stunned by what she was seeing. It was a whole lot to unpack, but she didn't get any time to. Immediately after being deposited to the floor, Barb, still on her knees, crawled towards the throne and took Shining's thick, long cock into her mouth. While her lips wrapped around the tip, her long tongue encircled the whole length, coating it in a layer of her drool. Then she drew her tongue back, moaning as she tasted him, and began to lower her mouth down the length of the shaft.

Luna watched it all happen with a strange kind of rapt fascination. Seeing a girl as beautiful as Barb sexually submit like that was certainly something that pressed a few of her buttons, but she knew better than to get her rocks off over someone's dream, especially one that seemed to be as intimately personal as that. Still, her eyes were glued to the scene, and she could not help the way her heart beat faster and faster in her chest.

Barb's head moved lower and lower, and a bulge became visible in her neck, growing deeper and more pronounced the more of Shining's cock she swallowed. She choked and sputtered, body slightly shaking as she struggled, but still she pressed on. Shining watched on with a pleased, perhaps even amused expression. Then, as Barb struggled to move any deeper, he placed a hand on the back of her head and forcefully shoved her down the last few inches of his cock. Barb coughed and trembled, but, after the initial moment of shock, offered no resistance and kept her head down, her throat impaled on Shining's shaft.

Keeping a firm hold on the back of her head, Shining slowly lifted her up until she could breathe again. Barb only had time for a single deep and desperate inhale before he shoved her down his dick again, making her face hit his crotch so hard it must have hurt even with her scales. Quickly he lifted her head up again, only to slam it down once more before Barb even had another chance to breathe. Then again, and again, faster and faster, practically using Barb's mouth and throat to jerk himself off, effectively treating her head and neck like a toy. And for all the brutal treatment she was receiving, Luna could clearly see that Barb's pussy was growing wetter and wetter by the second.

Then, with a grunt, Shining pulled her off his shaft completely and tossed her carelessly to the floor. Barb whimpered in pleasure at the way he was treating her, and Luna could not help the shudder that ran down her back. Her own breathing had grown deep and heated, and her nipples stiffened beneath her clothes. She was transfixed by the sight, and inhaling deep lungfuls of the smell of sex and arousal wafting from both Shining's throbbing cock and Barb's leaking pussy.

"You have done well," Shining spoke. His voice was deep and powerful, and it filled the entire room. It had an almost otherworldly tone to it, like it was closer to the sound of a force of nature at work than to a pony's voice. Luna realised it evoked the kind of feelings the Royal Canterlot Voice was meant to induce, but did so on sheer power alone, without the need for a heightened tone. Shining himself loomed almost unnaturally tall as he stood, radiating an aura of strength and magic and sheer commanding unlike anything the Princess had ever seen. Celestia was a radiant beacon, but even her light seemed a tiny thing compared to his glory. When he spoke again, Luna felt the words reverberating down to her very core. "Spread yourself for me, slut."

Barb gave a lustful groan. She positioned herself on the floor, her large chest mashed against the cold crystal, ass up high towards Shining with her tail lifted out of the way as she reached back with her hands to spread her asscheeks apart. Her pussy was leaking down her thighs, rivulets of arousal lending a sheen to her soft purple scales. Shining advanced on her and placed his large, strong hands over her own, and Barb moaned.

Then, in a way that could only be justified through the way space bends and break within dreams, Shining's far larger body moved so his cock was lined up exactly with Barb's smaller, kneeling form. Perhaps dream logic was at play as he thrust forward as well, as Luna almost struggled to envision something that big actually making it all the way into a hole as virgin as could possibly be. But one way or another, Shining hilted himself balls deep in Barb's pussy, and the dragoness threw back her head and howled in ecstasy, quaking like she'd come just from that.

And then Shining started thrusting. Luna had to assume it was only because they were in a dream that the floor didn't shatter, because the force of his motions would have been more than enough. He brutally slammed himself over and over into Barb's sex, so hard and fast that even just his balls slapping against her thighs had to be leaving bruises there. He seemed to care only for his pleasure, masturbating with her body with no consideration for her well being.

Yet Barb didn't mind. On the contrary, she fucking loved it. Her continued screams of ecstasy were only interrupted by her rough, uneven breathing as Shining literally knocked the wind out of her with every thrust. Her eyes had rolled back into her head and drool was leaking down her neck past the corners of her mouth. Her pussy was leaking even more, coating Shining's thighs and her own in ample amounts of her juices as it quivered and quaked around the cock reshaping it in its image. Luna was surprised the dream could still sustain itself when the dreamer was that mentally checked out.

Or, she would have been surprised, had she been thinking about that. Instead, she was far more focused on the scene itself. Her breath had gotten stuck in her throat, and try as she might she could not think of anything else other than what was in front of her. Her heart was hammering in her chest, her nipples were painfully stiff. The edges of her mind felt fuzzy and indistinct, like everything outside of where her focus lay was blurred and unimportant. Her thighs itched. Her loins were burning up.

To see Shining, such a strong and beautiful stallion in his own right, now so dominant and strong, fucking someone so roughly after he'd changed and altered her for his own pleasure. To hear her moans, see her writhing in ecstasy under the relentless assault of his sexual domination. Luna's thoughts were tumbling over each other, hands moving faster than her mind could keep up with as basic instincts took over her actions.

Luna was touching herself, legs spread open as her fingers plunged in and out of her sopping wet pussy, panties no longer there, vanished with a thought into the aether of the dream. She gritted her teeth and suppressed a moan as Barb's much louder screams of pleasure filled her ears and her mind. She fingered herself as she imagined herself in Barb's place, ass and thighs reddened by the sheer strength of Shining's thrusts, pussy spread wide around his shaft, tits mashed roughly against the floor.

Her breath became heavier as she looked at Shining. His huge cock pistoning in and out of Barb's pussy. His perfect, immaculate physique. His chiselled muscles and powerful limbs. The overwhelming aura of his magic, bending space around him. His confident, domineering expression, and his piercing blue eyes staring straight at her, burrowing into her, reaching all the way into the core of her mind.

Luna gasped in shock, and, in a moment of clarity, forced herself out of the dream.

Light Sleep

Luna awoke with a start and a headache. The buzzing of the crystal walls around her matched what she felt inside her head, and already her memories of the dream were growing muddy. There was one thing she could remember clearly: Shining's eyes staring straight into her soul. She could still feel a burning sensation within her where his gaze had seemed to focus on. Everything else was a blur of sex and pleasure.

She stood up, and in doing so realised her thighs had grown wet, her underwear drenched. With a scoff, she lit her horn and dried herself, although it didn't totally get rid of the smell or the tingling sensation in her nethers. No time to waste. Spike was somewhere in the castle, and she had to go looking for him if she wanted to get any information about what was going on.

She checked a few more rooms. Not all of them reeked of sex, but most did. It became even more clear in her search that a lot of ponies had been living there at some point, just before the place had suddenly and mysteriously grown empty. Maybe they were all just part of Twilight's staff, but their disappearance was still concerning. After a while, she ran into the doors leading to what she remembered being Twilight's throne room, if it could be called that, and she stepped in to have a look.

Immediately she noticed something was different. The multiple thrones that had originally encircled the central map of Equestria were gone, replaced with a much larger one standing tall in front of it, the map effectively rendered a hoofstool for whoever sat on it. And right on top of it, lying asleep before the throne, was Spike. She immediately rushed towards him, but she flinched and slowed down when she heard him moaning in his sleep, still enjoying his dream. He was less tall and well built than he'd been at the start of the dream, but he'd grown since last she'd seen him. Definitely a proper adult by age at this point. She wondered if maybe his recent coming of age was the source of his apparent insecurities.

As she got on top of the map to have a closer look at him, she noticed a letter clutched in his hands. She could see hints of the writing on it, but couldn't make out the words. Trying to pry it from his grasp didn't work, as his hold was as firm as a dragon's could be, and she did not want to risk tearing apart what could be her only solid clue. She knew she should wake Spike and talk to him, but she hesitated, anticipating the awkward conversation that might ensue as a result of his dream. Instead she had a proper look around.

The room smelled of sex rather strongly, but less so than others, if probably just because it was bigger. Nothing else looked out of place aside from the throne itself, until she looked up towards the ceiling. Immediately, it became apparent that the plant-like roots had been entirely covered in glowing blue crystal. The numerous mementos of Twilight's life with her friends were gone as well, replaced with something else. Before she had a chance to get a proper look, however, Luna was distracted by the clear sound of approaching hoofsteps.

She tensed up, but relaxed when she saw who walked in. Starlight Glimmer greeted Luna with a smile. She was fully naked, her large breasts and wet pussy bare for all to see. "I was waiting for you, Luna. I'm glad you have made it." Then, stepping closer to the table, she looked at Spike, a strange glint in her eyes. "We should let him rest. The privilege of keeping our King's palace clean and organised as we wait for his return is a taxing one; he's earned his dreams."

Luna blinked in confusion, though she could not place the source of her puzzlement. Every time she tried, she just came up blank. It was like trying to walk out of a room and ending up right back inside. "What do you mean? Your King? Who is he? What is going on here? We were sent to find Princess Twilight and the rest of the Elements and we have been unable to locate them. What has happened?" The notion of a King briefly made her ponder if Sombra wasn't the one behind everything, but nothing of what she'd seen seemed like his style. Crystals, sure, but his were always black.

"King Shining Armor," Starlight replied in a dreamy, reverent tone. "He's the one who showed us the true way things are meant to be. He brought us happiness. He waits for you in the Empire now, and I know once you've spoken to him, you'll come to agree with him. I'm here to lead you to him."

Luna blinked again. So Shining was the one behind everything, or perhaps he was possessed by the true source of the disappearances? Knowing him it made little sense he would be wilfully involved in anything like that, so maybe he really was possessed by Sombra, or a changeling had taken his place. Regardless, he or whoever for him did not seem to be acting in an overtly hostile manner, so perhaps a diplomatic approach would be the best one. She did not wish to harm anypony, especially not him, and without the Elements her options were limited. Still, she had to make sure everything really was okay. "What about Princess Twilight and her friends? Are they safe?"

"They are with him now." Starlight's expression was a mix of wonder and envy. "They are happy, and you will be too once you have joined them. Shall I lead the way?"

Luna was still struggling to get her thoughts in line. Something was nagging at her, but she couldn't place it. Half-heartedly, she gave a nod. "Yes, please, do lead the way. I will much like to talk with your King, and inquire about the matters at hand."

"Wonderful." Starlight turned and began to head out of the castle, swaying her hips and wagging her tail as she walked. As they made their way back towards the train station, they were slowly joined by a small group of mares in various states of undress. Luna spotted eight in total, two ponies of each tribe plus a zebra and a griffon. In particular, she was pretty sure she recognised one of the pegasi as a member of the Wonderbolts. She was about to approach them, but was first approached herself by one of the earth ponies, a middle-aged pink mare with a purple mane and an odd-looking nose.

"A Princess as well, huh?" she said haughtily. Then, turning towards Starlight and nodding towards her own scant clothing, she asked, "Is this indecency really necessary?" Oddly enough, she was unarguably the most dressed out of them all, Luna aside.

Starlight chuckled and spoke to Luna instead. "The King will have a lot of fun with her." Just then, she was approached by the two pegasi, who looked strangely lost.

"We're going to see Dash, right?" the first asked, and Luna finally remembered her name was Spitfire. The other pegasus was likely a Wonderbolt too, judging by what tatters of her uniform she still wore over her light-blue coat and by the way her white mane was styled.

Starlight nodded in reassurance. "Yep." She then turned and called the griffon, a young-looking chick with a mailbag slung over her shoulder, who was lagging behind and looking at a letter in her hands. "Gabby, I already told you someone else will take care of that. Please come along."

Gabby hesitated, blinking slowly, then let the letter and bag both fall to the ground and joined back up with the group.

Starlight smirked as she once more led the way forward. Still speaking to Luna, she explained, "She wasn't originally part of the list, but when I saw her I knew I had to take her along. Griffons are a rare catch after all."

Luna blinked a couple of times in confusion. "I'm sorry, what exactly is the reason they're coming along?"

"Oh, right, I didn't tell you. Silly me." Starlight chuckled. "You see, King Shining Armor keeps tabs on the mares living in his cities, and occasionally he'll pick a few of them and send one of us to fetch them for him. I'm actually kind of jealous." She nodded towards the group. "I wish I could get to experience my first time with him again. I just know they will be so happy with him. And so will you."

Luna did not have time to dwell on that, for at that moment they walked into the train station. Their ride was already waiting for them. Luna was pretty sure the name Crystal Express had always been meant to just indicate the train's destination, but up close it was clear there were actual pieces of glowing crystal making up chunks of the structure. She was distracted from that by the sound of Starlight's voice.

"...Fleetfoot, Sugar Belle, Zecora... Yep, that's all of you. Come along now." She nodded towards the train's open door, and waited beside it to make sure everyone got on board. Luna was one of the first to do so, and quickly found herself a nice, comfortable seat. From the inside, the way crystal seemed to have enveloped portions of the train was even more evident, as was the buzzing sound coming from it. She doubted that would be a concern once they were moving, for the sounds of the train itself would surely cover it.

Once the last pony had boarded, Starlight closed the door, then walked towards the front end of the train. A short bit later, they began to move, leaving Ponyville behind. Luna watched it go from the window. Starlight came back after a bit. The train was strangely empty, just the ten of them as far as Luna had seen.

"Alright, girls," spoke Starlight, addressing all of them. "The train is on its way, everything is in order, and we should be arriving in a few hours. Feel free to relax during the trip, and if you need anything don't hesitate to come to me." She gave a cheerful smile, and then found herself a seat.

Luna figured she didn't need anything, as the persistent sense of something being amiss failed to resolve into anything concrete. Since she knew the trip would take a while, and she had nothing better to do, she figured it was worth trying to head into the dreaming again in search of Twilight and her friends. She did not completely trust Starlight, as friendly as she was, and there was always a chance that so far she'd missed the Element Bearers because they'd been sleeping at odd hours. Lulled into relaxation by Starlight's soft moans, Luna closed her eyes, and once more opened them to the world of dreams.

Dreams work in funny ways. Distance and position are more like suggestions, and what is close or far in the real world seldom means much to what is in the realms of unconsciousness. In Luna's case, the fact that she was travelling towards the Empire, and the fact that she was focused on that fact, meant her dreamworld position was projected ahead, already in the midst of those living within the crystal city.

Or, at least, she was pretty sure that was the case. The dreams around her did look like those of crystal ponies. But she could not see clearly within them from outside. She could not see anything around her clearly, truth be told. It was as if the entire dreamspace was immersed in something thicker than water. It had the consistency of molasses, and just about the same taste. It slowed her movements, and slowed her thoughts, those being one and the same in the world of dreams.

As she looked around in confusion, if not yet worry, something caught her attention. A brighter light than anything she'd ever seen in a dream, a strange and unprecedented phenomenon she struggled to make heads or tails of for a moment. Three different, separate dreams seemed to have fused together into a single, shared entity. Shared dreams were not unheard of, but they existed only by her hand. A naturally occurring one was extraordinary, and the possibility that someone else had caused it was dreadfully worrying. She swam closer, curious.

Her curiosity grew exponentially once she was close enough to distinguish who the dream belonged to. While still blurred, there was no mistaking that Rarity, Applejack, and Rainbow Dash were the three ponies whose dreams had been welded together. Swimming faster, beating her wings and reaching out with her hand, Luna made the last stretch of the way and finally touched the surface of the dream. It sucked her in, but she was prepared, and her landing was graceful.

The scene around her was familiar. Roughly the same throne room as Spike's dream, if subtly different in the way memories and fantasies of the same place are never the same, much less across different ponies. Shining was there again on his throne, though he looked largely the same, sculpted physique and massive cock and all. He was still almost completely naked, although this time he did wear a series of somewhat extravagant ornaments on his shaft, made of gold and six unusually large, different-coloured gems.

She focused instead on the three dreamers, finding them a short distance from the throne, and just as naked as Shining was. Luna was no expert on how ponies looked, always used to seeing the mutable appearances they took within dreams, but she could not help think that the three seemed a decent bit more sexualised than last she'd seen them. Applejack's butt was unnaturally round, and Rarity's tits definitely weren't that big last time she'd spoken with the unicorn. Rainbow Dash was still as small-breasted as ever, though. She chalked it up to how they imagined themselves in a sexual kind of dream, and shifted her focus to who else was there.

The three mares were joined by their three younger sisters, even if in Rainbow Dash's case the bond wasn't born of blood. Only, it obviously couldn't really be the three fillies, as their naked bodies were far older than they should have been in the real world. They had to be projections of the dream, imagined versions of the three fillies grown up. And my, how they had grown. If Luna was to judge them honestly, each one outshone her older sibling in terms of beauty, at least as far as her tastes were concerned.

The three older mares, with blissful smiles on their faces and a glow in their eyes, seemed to be urging the younger ones towards the throne. It looked almost like an offer, befitting the worshipful aura that permeated the scene. Apple Bloom stepped forth first. Her body was a match of her sister's, hardened and sculpted by a life of hard work but still rather sexy, sporting sizeable breasts and a rather large ass. She had perhaps a bit more fat to her than Applejack, but Luna had to admit she liked that about her. She knelt before the throne, and spoke. "I offer my body to you, my King. May my fertile hips bear as many of your children as you will wish to bless me with."

King Shining openly smiled at that, his huge cock throbbed lewdly, and he nodded along. Sweetie Belle came next, urged on by Rarity. Her soft white body was supple in all the right places, and what thickness showed on her stomach was more than made up by what else she had to offer. Her thighs were meaty and her ass was as nice as Rarity's, but her tits were the real stars of the show, fat and heavy and wobbling with her steps. She kneeled beside Apple Bloom with a reverent, elaborate bow, and spoke to her King. "I offer my body to you, my King. May my soft and ample curves delight you and bring pleasure to your divine cock, as you deserve to experience."

Again, the King looked pleased, and he nodded for the next one with his head as much as with his shaft. Scootaloo was next, and she briskly trotted forward, helped along with a spank to her behind by Rainbow Dash. She looked like the older pegasus in many ways, lithe and muscled and flat as a board, but her ass was something to behold. It was large and perfectly round, and attached to a pair of hips that matched even Applejack's. She didn't kneel as the other two had as she spoke, and her tone was far more casual than theirs. "I can take a bit of punishment, my King. In fact, I like it rough. Feel free to fuck me as hard as you want and take out any frustrations you might have on me."

Shining looked just a little bit bothered by her behaviour, though his look of mild annoyance seemed directed more at Rainbow Dash than at Scootaloo. Still, his shaft did throb with desire at the sight of the lithe pegasus offering herself up for him to use, and in the end his expression melted back into a happy, if sinister smile. He licked his lips, then finally spoke, and again Luna had the impression that his voice could not possibly belong to a mere mortal pony. "I accept your offers, and welcome you as my slaves. You may begin to serve your King, as is your right and duty and destiny."

Things moved in a blur, in the way things move and happen within dreams. Shining was fucking the three young mares, pounding into each of them and all of them, without rhyme or reason between what he did one moment and what he was doing the next yet with a constant, encompassing theme all throughout. He was not merely fucking them. He was dominating them, completely and utterly, their bodies submitting entirely to his strength. Their minds were not far behind, as they moaned and howled in pleasure while he used them for his own. Slaves had been the right term, for no stallion would ever treat a free pony that way, and no mare who could consider herself free would ever rejoice so completely at being used like that.

Scootaloo got every bit of the rough treatment she'd asked for. Pressed against a wall with her knees hooked over Shining's shoulders, she let her tongue loll out the side of her mouth as he hammered himself into her, reddening her fat ass with the strength of his hips crashing into it. Her flat chest slid against the floor as Shining pounded her rear, spreading her backdoor wide with his cock. "Take it, bitch!" he hissed. Tears from her puffy red eyes streaked her cheeks as he slammed her throat into his cock and then pulled her back over and over. Luna's breath caught in her throat. She vanished her panties in a flash of magic, then the rest of her clothes as well. With one hand up her cunt and one twisting her nipples, she watched the scene unfold before her with utmost attention.

Apple Bloom had her wish more than granted as Shining unloaded a flood of cum bigger than every orgasm Luna had ever witnessed combined into the depths of her pussy, the outline of his cock visible in her belly before disappearing within the bulge of her cum-stuffed womb. "This is what you wanted, you whore!" he barked, slapping her fat tits and causing milk to leak out of them as he bounced her on his lap and stretched her suddenly empty insides with his cock, just to flood it again a moment later. Cum coated her mane as she jerked him off with both hands, before he hit the side of her head with his shaft. Luna was on her knees, fingers moving faster as her thumb circled around her clit.

Shining's cock slid between Sweetie's fat tits, and she purred, licking the tip when it moved close enough to her mouth. "You like this, don't you, you slut?" he mocked her, pulling roughly on her mane as he hilted in her ass, fat balls slapping against her pussy and making it spray arousal all over them. Her voice sang her pleasure in heavenly tones as he spread her nethers with his strong, thick fingers while resting his nuts over her eyes, filling her vision and lungs with his virility. Luna's mouth silently mouthed a yes, as image after image of Shining's utter domination over the three young mares flashed before her eyes.

King Shining nodded towards his other three slaves. Gleefully they joined in the depravity, aiding their younger siblings in pleasuring their Master. Shining's tongue wrestled Scootaloo's into submission within her mouth as he pistoned in and out of Rainbow's pussy, while the younger pegasus kept her fat ass pressed over her sister's face. His dick left Sweetie's ass and plunged into Rarity's mouth while the former lapped at the latter's pussy. "This is all you're good for!" he growled as he forced both Applejack and Apple Bloom to slurp on the sides of his cock while his magic spread their pussies wide. And Luna nodded, feeling her heart beat faster and faster, her skin growing hotter as her own marehood spilled her arousal to the crystal floor.

Shining had his cock deep in one of the three mares while fingering the other two at her sides, and all six mares were in all three positions. "Weakling," he commented as he easily held Apple Bloom's back against his chest, stretching her muscled belly with his cock as Applejack lapped at his balls from behind, and Luna moaned. "You're the one who asked for this!" he said as he groped Rarity's tits with one hand and her ass with the other, while forcing Sweetie Belle to eat his cum out of her sister's pussy and stretching her own with his shaft. Luna felt her head spin and she could only repeat the same yes, over and over. "This is why you came here," he grunted as his cock thrust between Scootaloo's and Rainbow's asses, while his fingers thrust into their mouths. Luna breathed faster and faster, so close to the edge. "You know this is what you deserve, don't you?"

Luna blinked, suddenly shocked by the way the words had sounded so clear in her ears. The flashing images before her crystallised into a single one. Shining, standing tall and imposing before her as his slaves dutifully worshipped his cock and his muscled body, staring straight at her. He spoke again, and he was talking to her. "Do you understand the price of the pleasure you crave?" Luna felt frozen, pinned on the spot. Dreams were supposed to be her domain, and yet she felt completely trapped, all control taken away. Shining was the one in control. An indescribable shiver raced down her spine. Her lips quivered as her mouth opened, to scream or to answer she didn't know.

Then the whole world lurched forwards, and Luna's eyes snapped open as the train came to a stop within the Crystal Empire's train station. "We're here!" Starlight called cheerfully as she stood, nipples stiff and thighs wet. Her voice was met with a chorus of pleased sounds and moans from the rest of the carriage. Luna groggily blinked herself fully awake, feeling like she was waking up after a night of heavy drinking.

Deep Sleep

As Starlight led the mares out of the train, Luna struggled with the pounding in her skull, having to hold her head in her hands for a few moments. Once it subsided, she sighed and ran her fingers through her loose starry mane before standing up. She gave herself a once over through her reflection in the window. The torn, jagged edge of her pencil skirt reached midway down through her thighs, and her midriff was exposed below the loose strands of her button-up crop tank top. On a whim she struck a pose, sticking out her fat ass and large tits. Then she frowned, feeling like something was wrong. No time to dwell on it though, she was already late.

The familiar taste of magic was in her mouth as she set foot in the Empire, even if the flavour was slightly different. She didn't really pay attention to it, she'd gotten used to it. She was far more interested in the mare who came to greet Starlight on the platform, heavily pregnant and wearing only a blue cape with a star motif and a set of large round glasses, behind which her eyes shone with a peculiar light. "Starlight," she said, "it's good to see you again."

"I missed you too, Sunny." Starlight leaned down towards the other mare's large round belly and softly ran a hand over its taut surface. "Stars, this is so hot. I can't wait to look like this." Her other hand came to rest on her own belly, and then briefly lower, teasing her folds.

Sunny looked over the rest of the mares there, and her eyes lingered on the griffon among them for a moment. "I see you took some liberties regarding the King's request."

Starlight stood straight again. "She happened to be around and I just had to get her too. Isn't she so cute?"

"She is. I'm sure the King will be pleased with her presence, but you still disobeyed his orders. He's going to punish you for that, I'd wager." Starlight didn't react to that. Sunny cleared her throat and stepped forward, addressing the rest of the group. "Greetings, everyone, and welcome to the Empire. My name is Sunny, and I'm here to help lead all of you to our King. If you will follow me, the Royal Palace is this way." She turned and led the way out of the station.

Luna fell in step behind her, halfway down the group, and had a look around at the citizens of the Empire. The crystal ponies all bore cheerful expressions as they went about their days, scantily clad in all manners of revealing clothing, the mares especially. Starlight approached her as they walked, no doubt noticing where her attention was drawn. "Once a month, in the city he currently resides in, our King will host a parade to allow his subjects to witness his greatness," she explained. "He'll usually pick a few mares from the crowd to join him when he does, so the citizens know to keep themselves prepared for it, and they make sure to always look their best in hopes of being chosen."

Luna nodded without really paying much attention, though she did register Starlight's words about their King and his greatness. They echoed in her head as her eyes landed on a large sculpture in the middle of the square. What had once been Spike's statue had now been replaced with one of Shining Armor. He was depicted sitting on his throne, a crown on his head and his huge cock at full mast, with two faceless mares kneeling at his sides and reverently cradling his balls. The crystal the statue was carved out of seemed to glow with a light of its own.

Starlight noticed how Luna was staring, and moved up to whisper something to Sunny. The orange unicorn stopped walking and so did the group following her, and Starlight spoke to them. "Let us take this time to gaze upon the image of our King's magnificence and soak in his glory," she suggested, before turning towards the statue and staring intently at it. The other girls all did the same, and Luna did as well, or at least stopped hiding the fact that she was already doing exactly that.

She stared deeply at it. At the mares' submissive postures and sexualised bodies, at the King's muscled physique and huge cock, at his commanding, determined expression. Something clicked inside of her. Like a stack of photos falling over itself under a gust of wind, pictures and images tumbled rapidly through her mind. Mares submitting to Shining, serving him, offering themselves to him. Bodies writhing in pleasure, voices moaning in ecstasy, wills bent and fucked into shape by his power and cock. She grit her teeth to suppress a moan, and pressed her thighs together as her nethers burned. She had to do something about it.

Staggering away from the group, only half paying attention to making sure she wasn't followed, Luna made her way to the closest back alley she could find. Once she'd had one more look behind her, she pressed herself against a wall and let all her tension vent out of her mouth with a hiss. One hand dug beneath her ruined blouse and bra to pinch and twist at her nipples with her polished nails, and the other pulled her sodden panties aside to plunge into her sex.

The images kept flashing before her eyes, the sounds kept filling her ears, even the smells kept assaulting her nostrils. All those mares cumming for Shining. His cock, his body, his aura. Their pussies and asses and throats stretched around his shaft, every part of their bodies used as nothing more than a tool for his pleasure. An existence of obedience and ecstasy. His piercing eyes burrowing into her very soul. His firm voice calling her names and demanding her submission, and her breathy, quivering acceptance.

Her fingers moved faster and faster within her pussy, two at a time, then three, then all four while the thumb worked her throbbing clit. Her nipples were painfully stiff, aching beneath her abuse, but the pain only made it feel better. She bit down on her cheeks, but that only partly succeeded in suppressing the loud moan lifting from deep within her chest. Sweat matted her coat and her breath quickened, heart pounding in her chest. She was so close. So close, so close, so-

"There you are!"

Luna jolted and fell back over herself, her hands sliding out of her clothes and her orgasm slipping out of reach. Embarrassed, blushing and panting, she pulled herself back up and adjusted her short skirt to cover her thighs. She stammered out an apology. "I'm sorry, I... I don't... I don't know what came over me, it..."

Starlight gave a dismissive wave of her hand. "Nothing to apologise for, Luna. That's the natural reaction to witnessing our King, especially if it's your first time. See?" She nodded towards the other end of the alley, and Luna saw another one of the Ponyville mares, a burgundy earth pony with a two-tone pink mane, panting and shuddering as she came down from her orgasm. "Come on now, it's time to go."

Luna, still more than a little dazed, followed Starlight and the other mare back to the group. The rest of the way to the palace passed in a blur, with Luna's thoughts still dancing around the memories of the depravity she'd witnessed and her loins still aching for the orgasm she'd been denied. She found her eyes drawn briefly to the Crystal Heart as they passed it, all her thoughts melting as she stared into its light. But as quickly as it came, the moment passed and they were inside the Crystal Palace.

"Come with me to meet our King," Starlight called, leading the mares and griffon she'd gathered in Ponyville down a corridor. Luna, however, was approached by Sunny, who stopped her and led her down a different hallway instead.

"I don't understand," Luna said. "I thought I had come here to meet the King."

"And meet him you will, when the time is right," Sunny replied. She walked with her hands over her round belly, and moved somewhat slowly on account of its size. "But he feels a meeting between the two of you needs his full time and attention, and he'd rather wait until morning comes so he can fully dedicate himself to you. Besides, you need to raise the Moon, and you should rest in preparation for your meeting with him."

They arrived at a guest room and Sunny led Luna inside, then excused herself and left. By the way she walked, Luna expected her due date to not be particularly far. She sat on the bed, finding it rather comfortable, and looked out the window at the sky above. She'd gotten so caught up and distracted by her search she'd failed to properly appreciate the passage of time. It was almost night, and the Moon did, indeed, need to rise. Closing her eyes, Luna reached out to the satellite beneath the horizon and pulled on it, setting it on its way across the heavens for the night just as her sister in Canterlot lowered the Sun. At least that way, they both knew the other was still okay.

With her duties taken care of, Luna took off her shoes and laid herself over the bed. She stared at the ceiling, letting the darkness roll in from the city outside. The quiet helped her think, after so much time spent rushing around and tumbling through things. She was there to meet Shining and get to the bottom of things, yes, but she was also there to find Twilight. If what Starlight had said was true, the young alicorn had to be right there in the Empire, and Luna thought it was in her best interest to check for her presence one more time and make sure she was okay.

She closed her eyes once again, and entered the dreaming. The space around her was the most warped she'd ever seen it; her own troubled state of mind didn't help matters either. Despite all that, she could still perceive the dream in front of her, and she was shocked to see it was Twilight's. Hardly believing her luck, she stumbled forward through the blurry dreamspace and all but fell inside Twilight's mind once she was close enough to it.

The scene she was presented with resolved itself with unusual clarity, lacking the more warped and undefined edges of typical dreams. She supposed it made sense for a mind as logical as Twilight's to dream like that, and she gladly welcomed the solidity of the vision around her, clinging to it to help stabilise her own drifting mind. The environment was familiar, further solidifying it was indeed Twilight's dream. Twilight's own castle, just as she'd found it in Ponyville, with its buzzing glowing crystal walls. She had a look around, quickly spotting the dreamer as well as the presence that had become all too familiar to her in recent times, plus a few more.

She wasn't even phased by Twilight's appearance after everything she'd seen already. The young alicorn was wholly naked, save for a collar around her neck and piercings on her nipples, capping tits that were definitely bigger than they had been last Luna had seen her. There was something like a glowing mark within her eyes, a shape Luna couldn't quite make out. Shining was beside her, naked but for the jewelled bands around his cock, openly and possessively groping Twilight's round ass with a hand. Luna's attention was quickly drawn, however, to the other two unicorns there, whom she recognised despite being only passingly familiar with them.

"I am so glad to see both of my kids again," Twilight's mother said, beaming at the naked couple before her. She looked entirely okay with the fact that her children were fully undressed, and clearly loving each other in ways siblings shouldn't. Twilight had one hand on her pussy and the other on Shining's cock, and that was just fine for her mum.

Their father was equally as serene about the whole thing. "It has been a while, eh?" he said, like it was just a casual family meeting. "So, what have you been up to lately?"

Shining spoke, and Luna's gaze was immediately drawn to him. Looking closer, there appeared to be a connection between his horn and Twilight's, like a stream of magic flowing from one to the other. She took in his words, his voice as strong and commanding as she'd grown to know it. "I've finally embraced my rightful role as King of Equestria, and I'm working towards ensuring I can fully claim the throne. Cadance helped me realise my destiny, and my dear sister just recently came to accept her role as my slave and concubine." He slipped a finger into Twilight's ass at that, making her shiver and moan. "The Empire and Ponyville are mine already, and soon enough Canterlot will fall, and with it the rest of the country."

His mother took that in stride. "King of Equestria? Oh, sweetie, you've always been such an overachiever. I wish you the best. And Twilight, I'm so happy you have found your place. I always knew you two were destined to do great things together." She leaned forward and hugged both of them.

"Thank you, mother," Shining said. "Now, there is actually one more reason I had you called here. I have a proposal for you. If you will follow me to the throne room, we shall discuss the details there." He turned without waiting and led the way down the corridor, pulling on Twilight's leash. His parents fell in line behind him, and so did Luna, as the confines of the dream moved to follow Twilight.

The walk to the throne room was brief and quiet. Once they entered, though, things got a lot more busy. Over a dozen mares were there, all with softly glinting marks within their eyes, and as Shining stepped in they flocked to him like starving dogs to their meal. The Element Bearers were all present, along with Starlight, a heavily pregnant Cadance, and a generous handful of mares Luna was not familiar with. They converged on Shining and began to worship him in all manners of ways, tonguing his cock and balls and muscles and ass, pressing themselves against his body, and mewling like loving pets while drooling like a bunch of bitches in heat, from both sets of lips.

He enjoyed their attention for a while, much as his parents seemed to enjoy watching this apparent accomplishment with pride, but then a wave of his hand had all of them pulling back, albeit with some difficulty, and leaving him with as much space as he needed. He turned to his mother and approached her, shamelessly groping her breasts through her clothes. Her reaction was to blush and push her chest into his hand, like what he was doing was normal. Like it was right. "Mother," he began, "there is something I must tell you.

"As you can see, and surely understand by now, I am the rightful ruler of Equestria, and the pinnacle of our species. Once all four alicorns are under my control, Equestria will prosper at my command, and exist for the sake of my pleasure. While some of my slaves will be by their nature as immortal as I, others I have chosen to keep with me through the centuries by granting them rejuvenation through the power of my sorcery." He moved closer and began to tear his mother's clothes off with his hands and magic, soon leaving her entirely naked. Her body was aged, and a little pudgy, with medium sized, slightly saggy breasts, and wide but not all too shapely hips. Her nipples were stiff under his touch, and her pussy was damp between her thighs. Luna could feel her body was in much the same state, and she felt tempted to touch herself once more at his casual display of sexual domination and at the taboo nature of his actions.

Shining continued. "You, dear mother, would be among them. As would you, father." He gave a brief look to his dad before focusing back on his mother. One of his fingers slid into her mouth, and he began moving it in and out of her lips. "You were responsible for bringing me into this world, and it's only right for me to repay you with a life of eternal happiness at my side. It is also right that I make you mine, just as I have claimed my sister and will one day claim my daughters." He pressed his cock against her belly and reached behind her to grope her ass.

"Moreover, I know that like all others you are a mare with needs. I remember the screams of pleasure and the loudness of your fucking when you conceived my sister, and how foolishly I found myself troubled by it as a child. I know you crave the pleasure and roughness only a strong, powerful stallion like myself can provide." He spread her asscheeks with his hands, and bit down on her horn, making her shudder and moan. Then his voice grew deep and primal, like a growl. "This is where my offer comes in.

"I will have daughters. Many of them, as I continue to claim every mare I please as rightfully mine. I will need someone to look after them. Someone to teach them how to live as citizens of my kingdom. Someone to show them how I am the purpose of their existence. The perfect mother for all of my children. Who better than you?" He possessively wrapped a hand around her neck. "This is my offer. Take your role by my side as guide to all my daughters, and I shall reward you with life eternal, and endless pleasure as my concubine. Do you accept?"

Shining's mother was already moaning before his question was finished. "My son. My King. I accept. I would do anything for you." Her eyes were glassy, and her tone airy.

A predatory grin spread on Shining's lips. "Very well." Suddenly, he hoisted her up, and pressed her back against a wall. With her legs slung over his shoulders, he aligned himself, then plunged the full length and girth of his bejewelled cock into her wet and waiting hole. His mother screamed in ecstasy as he spread her wide, throwing her head back against the glowing crystal behind her and wrapping her calves around his neck like she was trying to keep him there. Then, Shining began to thrust.

His mother's moans rose in pitch and frequency as he hammered the hole he'd been born from, all the while every other member of his harem touched herself at the sight. His hands went to her tits, kneading them and twisting her nipples while the strength of his fucking alone kept her pinned against the wall. He mercilessly pressed her into it, using the castle itself like an anvil on which to shatter every last bit of her resistance and sanity until pleasure was all that was left in her body and mind. His mother's pussy gushed around his cock, and he did not relent.

Then, in the middle of his pounding, he leaned his head forward to join his horn with hers. He forced a kiss on her lips, pushing his tongue deep into her mouth and making her moan around it, and then magic flashed from the tip of his horn. It arced between them like sparks of lightning, filling the air with a crackling sound. His mother's reaction was to scream into his mouth as her whole body seized up, shuddering through an orgasm that seemed endless.

Shining kept pounding into her, kissing her, and casting his spell. His mother's eyes were awash in white light, and her pussy would not stop gushing around Shining's cock. Her arms were limp at her sides and her nipples looked painfully stiff. Her breathing had grown irregular, and she was screaming in pleasure most of the time. Luna found herself captivated and aroused, hands drifting to her pussy and tits without her really thinking about it. She'd never seen a spell like that, leaving a mare so utterly dominated in ways she didn't even understand. Neither had she ever seen a dream so perfectly detailed.

Her eyes wandered over Shining's body. He looked like someone had given life to the statue of a god, his marble body carved and chiselled to perfection. Every one of his muscles was bulging with evident, unimaginable strength. The sheer amount of magical power he exuded was palpable when stepping close enough to him, washing over Luna like a strong wind as she approached. She caught glimpses of his cock as it rapidly slid in and out of his mother, and of his large, round balls underneath. Looking at them clearly, the purple gem inlaid within the golden ornament he wore was unmistakable, leaving little doubt as to the nature of the remaining five jewels along the length of his shaft.

Finally, after what had to have been minutes of it, Shining's horn stopped glowing. His mother slowly came back to her senses, at least as much as she could while being brutally fucked by her son, but it didn't last long. After a few particularly hard thrusts, Shining slammed his hips forward and held them there, cock as deep into his mother as it would go. Luna saw his huge balls tensing up, and it felt to her like she could hear, or at least sense, the fat loads of cum travelling up his shaft and painting his mother's insides. The mare screamed, this time for all to hear as Shining's mouth left her own, and once more she sprayed his crotch with her juices as she came.

With a satisfied smirk, and after pumping more cum in her than Luna had ever thought possible for a single stallion, Shining pulled back and let his mother slide down against the wall. She landed on her knees, a completely sex-drunk expression on her face, and didn't even try to get up. Instead she immediately dove for Shining's cock and balls, filling her lungs with his musk before trying to take his fat nuts in her mouth while jerking him off with one hand and pleasuring her slit with the other, fresh cum dripping down her fingers. As Luna got a proper look at her eyes after they'd stopped glowing and rolled back into place, she could see a brand flashing bright within them, one she understood was a mark of submission.

Shining's father looked absolutely delighted by it all. "That's my boy!" Luna heard him say.

His voice seemed to catch Shining's attention, and he stopped merely looking down at his mother and turned towards the rest of his harem instead. "Ah, father. What should I do with you? I confess, I haven't really decided on that yet. You should be mine, obviously. All members of my family belong to me. And you do deserve to be kept alive, on account of helping bring me into the world.

"Should I have you made into a mare, then, and kept as part of my harem?" Shining pondered that, rubbing his chin. He looked between his mares, his mother, and his father, who was still smiling nonchalantly. Finally, he shook his head. "No, that just would not work out." He sighed. "What shall I do with you, then? I really am not sure."

It was then that Twilight spoke up. "If I may, my King, dad did use to work in management. Maybe he could help you take care of logistics, so you'd have more time to focus on the important stuff." The way she said that, it was clear she meant herself and her friends.

Shining thought about that. "Hmm. I could..." His voice faded to silence. The castle and ponies around them melted away. Luna was alone in an empty space, with Shining standing before her, staring at her. "I could do the same to you." She awoke with a gasp.