Truth Behind Harmony

Discordia appeared on the main balcony inside her pony’s lair, reverting to her normal form and walking down the stairs, intending to go to her chambers. As she walked Nyx landed next to her, excitement rippling along her form as she practically bounced next to her mother.

“We brought in such a good haul mother, we were able to capture many foals in the raid, even when the changelings attacked us, we managed to hold them off till Trixie re-forged the Element of Dark Magic.”

Discordia nodded, not really paying attention as the mention of foals dominated her thoughts. “Yes, so I heard from one of the Ponyville scouts that we got two new foals from there as well, is this true?”

“Yes, they were captured by my herd wife Cheerilee.”

“Excellent, have her bring them to my bed chambers, I shall break them myself.”

She kept walking, but soon noticed that Nyx had stopped, turning to see that she wore a strange look on her face.

“You do not approve,” asked Discordia, hoping this not to be the case.

“No…it’s just I promised those foals to Cheerilee, for she was their teacher before joining us, and wished to break them herself.”

Nyx expected her mother to just order her to give her the foals anyway, for she knew her mother loved breaking foals more than anything else she did, which in the private part of her mind Nyx found sickening. What she did not expect was Discordia to grin and nodded with approval, “I commend her for not being squeamish about her wants, but she is inexperienced. How bout this, have her bring the foals to my chambers and I’ll teach her how it is done, that way she doesn’t accidentally do something wrong, is this acceptable?”

Nyx nodded fervently; though secretly she wished she had never agreed, but she had to keep appearances. She turned and flew away then, leaving Discordia to continue her way to her chambers, a smile stretching across her face as she thought of her perverse education plan.

Cheerilee walked slowly along the hallway toward Discordia’s chambers, closely followed by Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle. The two were scared due to the fact that their teacher had undergone some drastic changes, but she was still recognizable enough to put some of their fears to rest.

“Um…Miss Cheerilee,” asked Apple Bloom, getting the mares attention.

“Yes Apple Bloom, what is it dear?”

“Um…where are we going exactly?”

Cheerilee smiled, patting the filly on the forehead before continuing to walk, “You will see my dear, you will see.”

They reached the end of the hall and entered the room, the two filly’s eyes immediately drawn to the large grey mare. They could not explain it, but she exuded a sort of motherly presence, a calming aura that made all their fears and doubts wash away. “Hello young ones” she said, her voice calm and reassuring. She got up, walking over to them and leaning down close to Sweetie Belle, giving her a warm smile before speaking. “Your name is Sweetie Belle correct,” Sweetie nodded, causing the mare to smile and beckon her to follow.

As Sweetie followed Apple Bloom was pulled to the side by Cheerilee, who led her onto a bed and pulled her close, turning her head so that she could watch the other mare and Sweetie Belle.

Discordia let her eyes wander along the little filly’s body, imagining everything she would do to such a young specimen. Sweetie Belle noticed Discordia eyeing her, and opened her mouth to question this when Discordia grabbed her muzzle with her own. Sweetie Belle’s eyes widened in shock as she tried to pull away, but Discordia grabbed her by the back of her head and held her there. As she deepened the kiss Sweetie felt something enter her, a sort of heat that spread throughout her body and heated her up, her eyes becoming half lidded as it continued.

Discordia deepened the kiss further, shoving her tong into the little filly’s mouth as she began the next part of the spell. The spell she had crafted herself, and it came in two parts. The first part awakened the sexual desires inside the filly or colt in question, causing their newfound lust to begin to boil. But it was the second part she enjoyed the most, for that was when she imparted all her knowledge on those carnal desires, thoroughly corrupting the child.

Apple Bloom watched this with rapt attention, not even noting Cheerilee leaning closer to her. She turned to ask Cheerilee what they were doing, only to have Cheerilee kiss her in the same way Discordia was kissing Sweetie Belle, and after a moments shock she melted into the kiss, her mind going blank and filling with lust and desire.

After many hours of sleep, Discordia awoke, her body blissfully relaxed after the coupling she had with the young filly. She noticed Cheerilee and the other filly were already up, Cheerilee grooming her with practiced grace.

Apple Bloom was acting just as Discordia expected her to, accepting the ministrations but eagerly awaiting the chance to leave the care of her “teacher” and practice what she had learned with more of the young ones. She moved her legs, intending to separate herself from Sweetie Belle. But when she tried, the little filly tightened her grip and snuggled closer to her, causing her to look down in confusion.

“Sweetie, you need to go now, you must share yourself with the others.”

“No, I won’t go.”

It was not a denial; it was a statement, a statement that held power behind it. She could not explain why, but it intrigued Discordia a bit, which was a very rare emotion for the long lived goddess.

“Well, I suppose you can stay with me for one more night, but only one more night you understand?”

Sweetie did not answer; she simply snuggled closer to Discordia, sighing as she breathed in the mares scent. Discordia told Cheerilee to take Apple Bloom to the other young ones for the bonding, and then curled her body around the filly; smiling as she went back to sleep.

When the two left the room, a transparent figure dropped from the ceiling, landing on the floor and turning toward the bed that held her sister and the filly who she had bedded. Harmonia gazed upon the two, silently cursing herself for what she had done to the filly wrapped in her sister’s embrace.

When Discordia had opened up the filly’s mind to the carnal pleasures, Harmonia had cast a subtle spell, opening up the filly’s heart to her sister, giving the filly the chance to fall in love in a way none of the others before her had. While the rest of her horde loved her like a child would their mother, Sweetie now loved her like a she would a mare or stallion, and she hopped that if enough time passed, that he sister would develop similar feelings for the filly.

She knew it was risky, she knew it might fail, but she also knew it was important if her world was to survive. She bent over the two, kissing them both on the forehead before sitting beside them, turning her face away as she spoke.

“I am sorry my child, but you must reach to a place in my sister’s heart I was never able to touch, and show her the value of our world…before it is too late for her.”

She turned back to them and smiled, and then planted one last kiss on her sisters cheek before vanishing, leaving only the sounds of the two mares breathing as they slept in quiet bliss.