Crystal Conquest (NSFW)


                                            >"Stop, in the name of--!"

                                            >It was too late for them.

                                            >The moment they saw your army's attack, they fell to the ground instantly, flailing and spasming as the seizure took them.

                                            >And they didn't even lower Canterlot's gate for you first, how fucking rude of them.

                                            >Nothing your trusty marefriends couldn't handle.

                                            "Prism, Lightie?"

                                            >"Yes, master?"

                                            >"Yes, master?"

                                            >The two translucent cuties, Prism Shine and Candle Light, replied immediately with beaming smiles on their faces, complete with the ever-present blushing and the little gem-like hearts in their eyes.

                                            "You ladies mind opening the door for poor old me?"

                                            >They had already squeed their approval long before you raised your arms, pointing the two crystal mares directly at the castle's doors.

                                            >All it took from there was a little squeeze of your fingers.

                                            >The seizure-tastic light show coming from deep within their core had focused into two beams of light coming from their eyes, the pair moaning in delight as they scythed the door open with their eye-lasers.

                                            >You even got a nice clench out of the two as a reward.

                                            "God, I love you girls."

                                            >"We love you, too~!"

                                            >"We love you, too~!"

                                            >"Go, soldiers of crystalkind! Go forth and subjugate the filthy meatbag scum! For the Master!"

                                            >There's Rose Quartz, as adorably commanding as ever.

                                            >But she has her intended effect.

                                            >Your whole army of mares sallies forth, bathing the entirety of Canterlot castle in the harsh, flashing lights of their signature attack.

                                            >"Come, my ravishing Master! I wish to see the princesses fall before our power!"

                                            >You reward her with a little flex of Nonny Jr, coaxing a squeak of delight from her and giving you a clench of delight in return.

                                            >"Rosie," Prism coos, "We can take our time, you know~!"

                                            >"Yeah," Light chimes in, "We're in no rush to show them who's boss!"

                                            >God, you're in heaven right now.

                                            >You?

                                            >Why, you would be none other than Anonymous, God-only-knows-who'st of your name.

                                            >And right now, (You)'re probably wondering how you got into this situation.

                                            >Well, in order to tell that story, you have to rewind a little bit.

                                            >...


                                            >See, you were sitting around, minding your own business one day, when all of a sudden you and your entire room was teleported to the middle of bumblefuck nowhere, complete with a raging snowstorm and freezing cold all around.

                                            >You had no idea whether or not this was coincidence, providence, or whether Chris-chan got the last laugh in the end and the dimensional merge did, in fact, happen.

                                            >But what you did know for a fact was that this was Equestria, not a doubt in your mind.

                                            >The Crystal Empire in the distance kind of gave it away.

                                            >And wouldn't you know it, the whole place was evil-ified and chock full of black crystal shit, and you could already make out Sombra's evil gas form coming your way.

                                            >Now, you had no idea if it was the shock of the entire teleportation event, the fact that you'd made it to Equestria, or the fact that your shitpost on /int/ was stuck on 'could not send' thanks to no more Internet, but all things considered, you were taking this pretty calmly.

                                            >It got pretty funny when he swept in with his evil helmet controlled minions, and it turned out that language barrier was an actual thing here, with neither one of you able to understand each other.

                                            >One thing led to another, and you were kept around as kind of an exotic pet.

                                            >Can't say you could complain that much; you were treated way better than your former life as a wagie betting on crypto, and you got a killer view from your big, caged in room in the Palace.

                                            >It was pretty obvious that you'd been sent to one of those alternate timelines Starlight had created, too: the one where Sombra had returned.

                                            >So going to Ponyville and boning ever background mare you remember wasn't really in the cards.

                                            >Not that you needed them.

                                            >Because the best part of your stay here?

                                            >The crystal mares.

                                            >You were waited on 24/7 by the cutest, most attractive crystal mares you'd ever seen in your life.

                                            >Well, at the time they were just cute, being all depressed and not very translucent and all that on account of El Sombrero being in charge.

                                            >That changed pretty quick when you introduced them to the power of the HMD.

                                            >Turns out that Nonny Jr. had the power to blow their minds and their horse pussies so hard that they got their shine back.

                                            >And, more importantly, their transparency.

                                            >And yes, that did in fact mean that you could see all of the action going on inside of them, something your inner hentai enthusiast was over the moon about.

                                            >Right down to the floating spunk left after the 中出し, なかだし action.

                                            >The three mares sent to care for your big pet enclosure, happy as can be, sprung you out of your enclosure in order to pimp you out to all of the other crystal mares in the servant quarters.

                                            >Thanks to some magic in the air, or some other force that you won't even begin to question, Nonny Jr. could just keep going on and on, one mare after the other.

                                            >That's one way to start a new life.

                                            >After that, it became a pretty regular routine, serving and getting served by crystal mares that came in around the clock.

                                            >After a week or so of this, they kinda clued into the fact that you were smarter than you looked, so they went about teaching you how to speak their language, as well as updating you on the world's affairs.

                                            >Usually once the post-coital cuddling happened.

                                            >It was the usual war shit, with Sombero and Celestia being in a big, bloodless stalemate.

                                            >Luna still trapped in the moon, Twilight never got her wings, the usual shiteree for alternate timelines.

                                            >Sombra, however, had also gone out of his way to banish every crystal stallion and send them off to God only knows what other dimension once he had enough normal ponies enslaved, leaving him with nothing but mares at the Empire.

                                            >Naturally, he intended to wait until next spring to try and create the master race all by himself again.

                                            >That was, until you happened.

                                            >After hearing that story, you of course decided that these mares weren't his to bone, so you hatched your own plan to take over the Empire, and later the world.

                                            >See, crystal ponies had another neat little property you'd discovered during one massive orgy involving the use of flashlights and an intense game of Twister.

                                            >When light was pointed directly at them, these cuties acted like prisms, refracting it just about everywhere in a rainbow of colours.

                                            >It was fun making them work like disco lights at first, until it hit you what to do next.

                                            >You had them make plugs that were hooked up to some super strong magic strobe lights.

                                            >And once their orifices were plugged up, and the light show started?

                                            >Oh hell, this part begs for the play-by-play, not the cliff notes!

                                            >...


                                            >Summoning your inner Leonidas, you booted the door to the throne room open.

                                            >Sure enough, there was El Sombrero himself, in the middle of sipping on some wine.

                                            >And there you were, an army of plugged up marefriends ready to make like Van Halen and shine on at a moment's notice.

                                            >He'd never know what hit him, not when he gets a load of what you also had with you behind your back.

                                            >"My pet? What are you doing out of your cage?"

                                            "Bitch, fuck your cagie."

                                            >"What--? You can talk?!"

                                            "No, he talks? Say it ain't so!"

                                            >"What is the meaning of this, pet?"

                                            >Aww, he thinks he's all scary and shit, voice changing himself to be all deep and imposing.

                                            >Unfortunately for him, you knew how gay he sounded in the Haber Cinematic Universe.

                                            "Oh nothing, just thought I'd get you a little present, is all!"

                                            >From behind your back, you flashed none other than the Crystal Heart.

                                            >You already knew how to get it, but the nightmare door part where you had to fight off an army of furries invading Equestria would've been impossible if not for your partners.

                                            >"The Heart! Where did you--?!"

                                            "Oh, I know a great many things, El Fagola. Including how this hostile takeover's gonna end for you."

                                            >See, the Heart was already spinning in your hand, powered by all the excited mares backing you up.

                                            >True to predictable form, he filled the entire room full of evil crystals.

                                            >Big, big mistake.

                                            "Ladies?"

                                            >You snap your fingers.

                                            "Razzle dazzle."

                                            >As one, your mares lit up like nuclear Christmas.

                                            >The entire room was bathed in harsh, flashing lights worthy of any 90's anime.

                                            >You of course, being you, were immune to such seizure-tastic displays.

                                            >But if this cartoon world worked anything at all like what you thought...

                                            >Oh yeah.

                                            >You could already hear his pain.

                                            >The evil crystals crumbled to dust, and up ahead was Sombra, pupils the size of dinner plates and flailing about on the floor, mouthing gibberish while drooling uncontrollably.

                                            >Operation Simpsons was a resounding success.

                                            >And wouldn't you know it, the Crystal Heart thought well of this success, too.

                                            >It spun super fast and activated, bathing the entire Empire in a supernova of light and destroying Sombra and all of his dark, evil shit, just like you knew it would.

                                            >All perfectly according to keikaku.

                                            >The all-female Empire now yours, you take your throne, flanked on all sides by your loving new subjects with the Heart spinning away above said throne.

                                            >...


                                            >That had to have been weeks ago, now.

                                            >The normal ponies had come on over to try and negotiate peace with you and your harem of doom, but then a thought occurred to you.

                                            >Those other mares were hot, sure, but they had nothing on your crystal girls.

                                            >You just couldn't live without your transparent mares, you just couldn't!

                                            >Going back to boning actual mares was just so...

                                            >Pedestrian!

                                            >So, armed with your three keepers turned advisors, you, Rose Quartz, Prism Shine, and Candle Light, all decided on your true course of action.

                                            >Why be a ruler of only crystal mares, when you could rule over all other mares?

                                            >Not only that, but turn them into crystal mares as well with the power of the Heart and Nonny Jr. Requiem?

                                            >Oh, did you mention Nonny Jr. Requiem?

                                            >The Heart powered up your Mare Slayer™ to such a degree that it not only glowed with power, but it could turn the normal mares you of course went on to rail into crystal ponies permanently.

                                            >Very loyal crystal ponies, at that.

                                            >Thus began a new, marginally more feminist war from that point onwards.

                                            >Your army went forth, their seizure powers amplified by the Heart, and conquered land after land in the name of crystal marekind.

                                            >They conquered without blood or violence, only to capture.

                                            >The mares they sent back were subject to Nonny Jr. Requiem, to become part of your New World Order.

                                            >The stallions were sent to the mines to slave away under the whips of the master race.

                                            >Oh, and it turned out that you could make crystal mares shoot laser beams whenever you went to town on them.

                                            >The power of crystal magic and HMD was truly a fearsome force.

                                            >Which led you squarely to the present.

                                            >With you on the last leg of your conquest, all of Equestria fallen before you and the ever beautiful crystal mares.

                                            >Save for Canterlot.

                                            >And for this last leg of conquest?

                                            >This deserved a personal touch.

                                            >And you even came prepared with your armour.

                                            >Mares were the only armour you needed.

                                            >"Haahahahahaha! Kneel before us, puny meatbags! Kneel and despair!"

                                            >Rose Quartz, as rose-coloured as her namesake, strapped to your crotch and impaled on your dick, getting way too into the conqueror act as usual,

                                            >"Nonny~, promise me you'll take extra special care of us after we're done?"

                                            >Prism Shine, a nice translucent shade of white with a lovely blue mane, strapped to your left arm with your hand stuck deep in her horse pussy,

                                            >"Prism, when has he /not/ taken care of us? I just wanna see him take care of these sub-ponies first!"

                                            >And Candle Light rounded it out, a lovely shade of yellow with the warm orange mane to match, strapped to your right arm just like her counterpart.

                                            "Ladies, ladies! Let's handle our business first before we get down to /business/, you dig?"

                                            >Two squeezes and a throb later, and you got your unanimous agreement.

                                            >"Yes, master~!"

                                            >"Yes, master~!"

                                            >"Yes, master~!"

                                            "Music to my ears. Now let's go bone an alicorn."

                                            >With your girls' cheers all around, you and the army storm towards the royal palace proper.

                                            >These pedestrian meat ponies got clever with those sunglasses and black visors, but you had mares that fired laser beams on command.

                                            >Their resistance was invalid.

                                            >And once the last of their resistance was either lasered down or seizing, all that was left was the doors to the throne room.

                                            >And once more, you called upon the spirit of Duke Nukem, booting the doors in with barely any effort, dick-mounted mare or none.

                                            >Only faggots made excuses for poor kicking powers.

                                            >As expected, Celestia waited for you, sat atop her throne.

                                            >She put on a good act, but--

                                            >"I see through your act, meat pony!" Rose Quartz piped up. "You can't hide your terror from us!"

                                            >Yeah, what she said.

                                            >"Terror? It is you who should show terror, crystal pony."

                                            "Yeah yeah, blah blah blah, big showdown speech. Look, I'm only here to slam that horse pussy of yours. You gonna give it up easy, or play hard to get?"

                                            >Hah, even she's taken aback by the direct approach.

                                            >"Trust me, your highness," Prism Shine coos, squirming around on your hand with lidded eyes, "You're gonna want to take the easy way~."

                                            >"Nah, forget that!" Candle Light grins, rubbing her hooves together. "I like it when they fight back!"

                                            >"Come, lowly meatbag!" Rose Quartz bellows, forelegs extended outwards. "Yield thine marehood to us!"

                                            >Welp, seems Celestia's chosen the hard way, if her rearing up with her wings out is any indicator.

                                            >"I will never surrender to the likes of you! Have at thee!"

                                            >Thus began the laser fight.

                                            >You had to admit, Celestia had a lot going on, what with the teleporting, the flying, the magic attacks that weren't laser beams, et cetera.

                                            >Problem is, you had nine laser beams.

                                            >One laser for each mare's eyes and mouth.

                                            >Couple that with the big, drawn-out laser battle pleasing both you and your mares?

                                            >Her resistance quite literally made your penis harder.

                                            >Which only powered up your lasers even more.

                                            >Celestia just couldn't compete with your godly endurance, trained as it was with months of constant horse pussy.

                                            >Forced back against her throne in a clashing laser duel, she struggled to keep your nine converging laser beams of power at bay.

                                            >And you were struggling to keep your own climax at bay.

                                            >Rose Quartz, sensing your struggle, worked her magic on you, moving herself against you while she kept the laser show going.

                                            >She, being every bit as experienced as you, didn't take very long to send you over the edge.

                                            >The moment you fired your first shot into her, a huge blast of extra laser power surged through her, nearly instantly crushing Celestia's resistance.

                                            >The second spurt send a ball of power rippling down the beam.

                                            >You lost track of what happened after the third shot, owing to the laser ball detonating the entire palace like the UFOs from Independence Day.

                                            >But you clearly weren't dead yet, since you were still cumming away inside of a still-moving Rose Quartz.

                                            >When the dust settled, and more importantly, when /you/ settled, you finally got a good look at the destruction all around you.

                                            >Pfft.

                                            >Nah, you didn't give two shits about the destruction around you.

                                            >You only cared about the glob of cum suspended in Rose's body.

                                            >If only the other two weren't strapped to your arms, you'd be rubbing that tum-tum of hers during the afterglow makeout party, counting the seconds as it slowly crystallized and disappeared inside of her.

                                            >But alas, conquerors can only be choosers once the armour is off.

                                            >"There she is, master!" Rose exclaims, her voice noticeably more shaky after what just happened.

                                            "Where?"

                                            >She only gives you a pleased groan and a dopey smile in response.

                                            "Oh come on, don't leave me hanging here!"

                                            >"Where's she at, huh?" Candle barks, scanning the area with the aid of your arm. "I wanna help break her in!"

                                            >"Ooh~, there she is!"

                                            >"Where?!"

                                            >"Right there~!"

                                            >Prism very helpfully pointed over to a very unconscious Celestia down in the rubble, all the while giving you that breathy giggle that you loved so very, very much.

                                            >"Awwright! C'mon, let's get her!"

                                            >"But she's all dirty and dusty now!"

                                            >"What?! Who cares about that, Prism? I just wanna see her squeal!"

                                            >"So do I, Lightie~! But not when she's all gross like that!"

                                            "Ladies!"

                                            >The fighting came to a quick, shuddering halt thanks to your trusty fingers against their favourite spots.

                                            "We'll decide what to do to her once she's back at the palace."

                                            >"Mmmnn~, back on the big bed, huh~?"

                                            "The biggest and the bestest, Prizzy."

                                            >"With all that Heart power special for her?"

                                            "You read my mind, Candie."

                                            >"Soldiers!" Rose called out, still committed to the act despite her stupor. "Take her to the bed chambers!"

                                            "You're a mare after my heart, Rosie."

                                            >...


                                            >"MMMMPH!"

                                            >"That's right, you don't want him to stop, do you, princess? You want him to keep going and going, don't you?"

                                            >Typical Candle, laying it on thick like that.

                                            >It's been an entire week since you'd conquered Equestria, but you still hadn't conquered it's princess!

                                            >And believe you-(You), it wasn't for a lack of trying!

                                            >You and the girls have been going to town on her almost non-stop up in your bedroom, going through all kinds of positions, trying all kinds of toys, all kinds of bonds and straps and all that other kinky shit.

                                            >And it was only now on the Sabbath that she was beginning to crack.

                                            >While you pounded away at her in the missionary position with the hopeful purpose of procreation, Candle and Prism held her forelegs down while Rose rode on her face.

                                            >Your pounding stops dead in it's tracks as Celestia rides out another orgasm, locking you in place with her muscles and shaking uncontrollably, screaming into Rose.

                                            >"L-let loose your cries of ecstasy, meatbag!" Rose gloats, teetering on the edge herself. "You struggle in vain!"

                                            >"Mmm, feels good, doesn't it?" Candle mutters in the princess's ear. "You don't have to hide it from us. Just give it /all/ up to him, and you'll get to feel this all the time, whenever you want."

                                            >"Not that you'd ever want to stop~," Prism giggles into her other ear.

                                            >That's when Celestia begins to writhe and scream again, this time much differently than usual: this was the writhing and screaming of a mare who seriously wanted more.

                                            >God bless these three, you don't know what you'd do without them.

                                            >If they weren't here with you, helping to break her in like this, you'd almost consider this job impossible.

                                            >Her writhing pushed Rose to her own climax, and she refused to dismount from Celestia's face until an amused Prism and an unamused Candle pulled her off.

                                            >What met you when she looked up at you was a textbook, absolutely perfect アヘ顔 looking right back at you.

                                            >You think she was begging you for more, but she'd kind of renounced the use of language two days ago.

                                            >So you just go with your gut and give her more of what she wants, to which she reacts very positively.

                                            >"Mmmmnn~, I remember my first time, too, your highness~."

                                            >"See, I told you it was great! About time you started listening!"

                                            >"One of us! One of us! One of us!"

                                            >You were already very close to your finish from her orgasm moments ago, and your girls egging her on only helped push you towards the finish line that much quicker.

                                            >Finally, after a few more heavy thrusts, you let loose.

                                            >The power of Nonny Jr. Requiem turns her crystalline and transparent in an instant, just in time to see your load rocketing into her.

                                            >You counted two shots.

                                            >Three.

                                            >Four.

                                            >Five.

                                            >Six.

                                            >Eight.

                                            >And one final ninth rope, pooled nice and safely within your new conquest.

                                            >The servants roll in right away, taking her away and congratulating you on your achievement, leaving you to collapse on your bed in the care of your triumvirate of temptresses.

                                            >"That was fun, Nonny~" Prism coos, "but I'm so glad I get you to myself again~!"

                                            >"With this, the scourge of flesh has been cleansed from all of marekind!" Rose cackles. "Soon, the stallions shall follow, and a new age will dawn!"

                                            >"Hmm, she's got a point," Candle ponders out loud. "Is there anything else for us to even conquer?"

                                            >Anything else to conquer, hmm...

                                            >Ding-a-ling.

                                            >That's right.

                                            >This is an alternate timeline, and this timeline's AJ didn't say anything about /her/ yet...

                                            "Actually, now that you mention it..."

                                            >You hold all three of them close, raking your fingers through their manes.

                                            "There is one last thing to do."

                                            >...

                                            "Wait, what did you just say, Rosie?"