A story by olde SmutAnon, which i decided to archive here because his work seems to only exist online in a mediafire link buried in an archive of a dead tumblr and nobody else seems to have saved them anywhere public.

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>Ponyville Library
>It's not long after dusk
>You find yourself sitting in the foyer, absorbed in a good book
>That's one of the reasons why you got along with Twilight so well: you both loved exploring the vast world of literature
>You liked fiction a bit more than she did, though
>She often said she didn't see why authors put so much time into making things up
>You're pretty sure she just didn't understand it
>The discussion had come up more than once in the three months you'd been living with her
>Unexpectedly torn from your own world, the library—and eventually Twilight—were the only things you took solace in
>Books were really the only things that made sense to you, at least in the beginning
>You and Twilight had grown close over the months, sharing secrets
>sharing hobbies
>spending time together
>She'd even expressed interest in... 'experimentation' as she called it
>But you weren't sure

>She's a pony, you're a human
>I just doesn't make sense
>She'd become a little more blunt in the recent days
>Apparently, she was in heat
>You sort of wanted to help her out, but you couldn't quite look past the cross-species thing
>Your concentration wanders from the book
>This specific subject had the tendency to cause a lot of internal conflict
>You lie back in your chair and sigh, wondering what Twilight was up to
>Wondering if she held it against you
>It must be rough going through estrus without some kind of release
>You close your eyes a moment before you pick your book back up
>You're about to continue reading when you hear a familiar jingle
>Somepony is using magic

>You're a little curious, but not enough to put your book down
>At least until you realize there's a familiar violet glow coming from your crotch
>Your eyes widen and you sit up straight, putting the book aside
>You're about to yell 'what the hell' when you're suddenly attacked by sensations
>It feels like... hands?
>What the hell is Twilight—
>Oh god that feels GOOD
>It's like invisible hands are slowly, gently stroking your member
>Where the hell did she learn to do this?
>You start looking around for Twilight, but she's not in the room
>She must have been sick of waiting around for you to make up your mind about her
>Either that or estrus had finally driven her mad
>You start standing up to go find her, but as soon as your ass leaves the chair, the magic goes into overdrive
>The invisible hands start massaging you quicker
>They drag you back down into your seat

>The pleasure is mind-boggling
>You're stuck between wondering how Twilight learned to turn a man on like this
>and absorbing the incredible feelings her magic is causing down there
>You soon realize your dick is trying very hard to stiffen, but is having a difficult time doing so with your pants and boxers still on
>You reach down to give your boner some breathing room
>But as soon as your hands get near your crotch, they're enveloped by the same colored glow as your nethers and thrust away
>Holy shit
>Twilight isn't messing around
"Damnit!"
>You're surprised by your own words
>You almost expect it to make Twilight slow down or give up
>Either she didn't hear you, or didn't care
>The invisible hands move faster, yet somehow more delicately
>Like they know your member's having trouble in the confined space
>Kinky unicorn

>You've decided to lay back and enjoy the sensations
>Every inch of your dick is given special attention
>Gentle touches go from the tip to the base of your shaft and back
>Again and again
>Waves of pleasure flow into you
>Hanjobs weren't really your thing, but this is a totally different experience
>Soon you realize you can't take much more of this
>And your member is still trapped in your boxers
>While the feeling is great, you also like clean clothes, especially given how few sets you have
>If she would just...
>You reach for your zipper again, and again your hands are tossed away
>More viciously this time
>Attempting to interfere has its consequences
>The number of stimulations you're being assulted with has increased
>You've lost count of how many magical hands are caressing you

>You won't last much longer
"Twilight, if you're trying to prove a point, you've succeeded."
>FOr just one moment, you have a reprieve...
>And then it all comes back, just as powerful as before.
>This is ridiculous
>Rapturous, but still ridiculous
>You don't want to stop Twilight, you want to return the favor
>But you need to find her first
>You brace yourself on the arms of the chair and attempt to stand up
>Twilight's having none of that bullshit
>You get blasted back by a magic push right into your chair
>She's a serious fuckin dom
>The hands continue their expert work
"Twilight, I'm gonna—"
>Suddenly, everything stops
>Holy fuck, what a tease

>Your dick is begging for release
>You're begging for satisfaction
>But Twilight has stopped the magical handjob (jobs?) and you have no idea where she is
>A break is needed, so you just hang out in the chair
>Panting
>Waiting
>Hoping Twilight starts doing... whatever it was again
>After a couple minutes, you figure she's stopped for good
>That shit won't fly
>You're able to stand up out of the chair now
>First place you decide to look is her bedroom
>You make your way over to the stairs, and just as you start up them, the jingle of a horn casting magic fills your ears again
>This time, your pants and your boxers are glowing
>Twilight drags them to your knees
"What the—"
>You're excited, but also confused
>And a tad nervous
>Twilight's actions have been completely out-of-character, and you have no idea what's going to happen next
>Your curiosity is soon satiated as your member starts glowing again
>It's not hands this time
>It's a mouth

>Once again, you're completely baffled by Twilight's knowledge and skill
>Either she has some serious experience, or found one hell of a book on fellatio
>It's the real deal: saliva, lips, hot breath, suction, everything
>How is this shit even possible
>Doesn't really matter, cause you're on the recieving end of the most intense blowjob you've ever experienced
>It has frozen you in your tracks
>Soft lips move painfully slow on your shaft
>Up and down
>A wicked tongue coils around you, squeezes, and uncoils, leaving immense pleasure in its wake
>Then does it again
>Your eyes are bulging, your breath is hot and heavy
>Pretty much panting
>Your legs threaten to give out from underneath you
>But you sharpen your resolve
>You want to see Twilight lying on the ground,
>Staring at you with eyes full of lust,
>Moaning in pleasure as you slam into her over and over

>The mental picture gives you the strength to take another step closer to her bedroom
>Then another, and another
>You're getting pretty close
>While the ethereal blowjob is indescribably powerful and could finish you off any other day
>Today you're determined
>But you know you can't do shit until your find her
>You know you're a slave to her pleasures
>You know you have to take whatever she can dish out
>She knows this too
>And she's determined
>The invisible mouth disappears from your member, and for just a moment you think Twilight has given up
>But that thought is dashed
>When the invisible mouth is replaced with two

>You almost faint then and there
>The amount of pleasure is impossible
>Two sets of lips, two tongues, two marvelous, simultaneous blowjobs
>At first, they work in tandem, moving up and down at the same rate, combining their intense ministrations
>But then they shift gears; one is at the tip while the other is at the base
>They still move at the same speed, but at opposite ends, ensuring you're always at peak sensitivity
>Once Twilight gets bored with that, she moves them at different rates
>One is swallowing and then releasing your dick furiously fast
>The other goes excruciatingly slow
>You couldn't even get this back on Earth
>The thought drives you even wilder with lust
>You're desperate to get to Twilight, but your legs won't listen
>Your brain is overloaded with rapture
>Time's pretty much up, too
>You can't take any more
>You let out a long, deep moan
>And Twilight once again removes all magic from you

"FUCK!"
>You scream
>There is no FUCKING way Twilight is going to pull that bullshit again
>You're about to charge her bedroom door when you quite abruptly realize she wasn't done with you
>She was just turning things up a notch
>The hands come back, but you don't really notice
>The mouth comes back as well, but that doesn't really concern you
>Because on top of that, Twilight has enveloped your dick with an invisible pussy
>Holy
>Fucking
>Shit
>Your hips immediately respond by thrusting against the air
>And it's not like you're thrusting into nothing, there's actual resistance there
>The combination of all Twilight's magical ravishings forces you to your knees
>Your mind is blank, consumed by total ecstasy
>You can't think
>You can't move
>You can't feel anything outside of your manhood
>It's your whole world right now, and you wouldn't change it for anything
>In reality, you're only able to last several seconds under the onslaught
>But it feels like hours
>Best hours of your life

>A few minutes later, you're finally recovering from... whatever it is Twilight just did
>Thoughts can actually get through your head now
>And the first one is about finding that crazy, horny, unicorn dom
>You stagger to your feet and shake your head, steadying yourself
>Then you hurry up the rest of the stairs to Twilight's bedroom door
>Screw knocking
>While you're opening the door, you hear a gasp
>You see a flash of light
>You rush into her room
>Your gaze darts back and forth, trying to find her
>There's a strong smell pervading the room
>The smell of Twilight's musk
>You can't seem to find her, though
>The room seems empty
>You notice the windows to her balcony are open
>Rushing outside, you find the balcony empty as well
>You're about to give up and leave when you notice you have a great view of the foyer from here
>You can see the chair you were in and most of the stairway
>You take a step backwards and hear one of your shoes squeak
>That's odd
>Some light is reflecting off of the floor
>You squat down and touch the wood
>It's wet

-2-

>Once again, you find yourself sitting down in the foyer
>Been dozing in and out of conciousness, waiting for Twilight, but also bored as hell
>It's been about a day since her impromptu 'tease-Anon-until-he-cums-all-over-the-stairs' session
>That shit took a while to clean up, too
>But you did it anyway, cause you're a goddamn gentleman
>You didn't clean up Twilight's room, though
>That's her mess
>You had some time to think about... whatever happened last night
>Safe to say, it had squashed any reluctance you once had about banging Twilight
>But it was replaced with something else: a strange anxiety
>That unicorn was a dom in every sense of the word; a wild card
>And there wasn't a thing you could do against her magic
>Who the fuck knows what would happen if you willingly took her to bed
>Half of you wanted to pick her up and screw her silly
>The other half was telling you to get the heck out of the library and never come back
>You stare at the ceiling, lost in thought, about to drift off again
>The door slams open
>You jolt up out of the chair and look to see who it is
>Motherfucking Twilight Sparkle

>You just stand there and gape, wondering exactly what she's going to do
>"Hi, Anon!" she says cheerily, closing the door behind her.
>There's a massive fuckin smile on her face
>She trots into the kitchen, bringing some groceries with her
>She leaves you standing there, looking stupid
>Well, that was unexpected
>"Just spent the night with Rarity. I know it was kind of sudden, but I figured you'd be fine by yourself."
>This does not sound like the kinky unicorn that was bombarding your dick with fingers, lips and pussy last night
>What the fuck kind of game is she playing?
>Once done with the groceries, she comes back to the foyer, that stupid smile still on her face.
>"So, how was your night?"
>That cocky
>Little
>Bitch
"Are you serious, Twi? My night was spent recovering from the craziest sexual attack I've ever experienced!"
>You throw your hands up to emphasize the point
>She shirks back from your yelling
>"Sorry, Anon. Are you alright? Do you know who did it?"
>She's trying to play dumb!?
"Twilight, I KNOW it was you. The magic glow made it kinda obvious."
>Dejected, her gaze drops to her hooves
>"Oh."

>You instantly feel bad for exploding on her like that
>You reach over to comfort her
>Somehow, you've ended up feeling bad for the same unicorn dom that had rustled your jimmies so much
>Can't help it, she's too cute
>With a hand in her mane, you crouch down to her eye level
"Hey, Twilight, don't put yourself down like that. It wasn't all bad."
>She perks up instantly
>The Chershire Cat would be jealous
>"So you liked it?"
>That was fast
>There's way too much enthusiasm in her voice
>You need to be careful how you answer or you'll end up just like last night
>  Just say yes, Anon
>Shut up, penis
>You have to be honest with yourself, though - it felt amazing
>Like nothing you've ever felt before
>Gotta word this just right...
"Look, it was fine, but you should—"
>You hear the loudest squee you've ever heard from a pony
>You didn't even know they could get that loud
>"YES-YES-YES-YES-YES-YES-YES!"
>She starts bounding up the stairs
>You need to calm her down, and fast
"Twilight, I've still got-"
>You find yourself surrounded by a violet glow, floating up the stairs behind Twilight
>Shit

>You struggle against Twilight's magical grip
>It's pointless, of course
>You're being dragged into her bedroom
>You open your mouth to voice your objections
>But Twilight's not paying attention and accidentally bumps your head into the door frame
>A loud thud echoes throughout the room
>"Sorry!" she says sheepishly
>You're too dazed to respond
>The balcony doors were left open, so most of the smell is gone
>But you can still detect the faintest scent of Twilight's heat
>Twilight throws you onto her bed and instantly jumps on top of you
>She shoves her face into yours
>"Which position do you wanna try first??"
>You shake your head, still a little dizzy from having it rammed into the door frame
"You're still, well, horny?"
>"Silly Anon, did you really think estrus only lasted a couple of days? I've got a lot to teach you about unicorn physiology!"
>Her eyes half-close; she licks her lips
>"A LOT to teach you."
>Crap
>She's still in crazy-estrus mode
>You're in deep, buddy
>  Well, not yet, but I can't wait!
>Damnit, penis!

>You grab her by her stomach and start lifting her off of you
>But it's too late
>Far too late
>Your hands are enveloped by a purple glow and forced to your sides
>Twilight gives you a mischevious grin
>"You're so eager! Me, too! But I think you're just going to need to just lay there for now."
>You're panting in fear
>But at the same time, you're pitching a tent downstairs
>Twilight notices this
>"Great! I was worried I'd have to get you warmed up with some of that stupid foreplay stuff."
>In an instant, your clothes are torn off
>You're pretty sure you heard your shirt rip
"I don't think—"
>Twilight silences you with a hoof to your mouth
>"Anon, if you're not going to say something either constructive or dirty, I don't want to hear it."
>You decide it's best to not provoke her further
>You're in deep enough shit as-is
>She's now examining your manhood quite closely
>It's full mast and eager for attention
>Throbbing with anticipation
>A smile makes its way onto Twilight's face
>She's decided her initial method of attack
>Her horn starts glowing
>So does your member
>You gasp

>It's... pressure?
>The feeling is strange, but you can't deny it's pleasurable
>Twilight's applying very precise waves of pressure that flow up and down your shaft
>Somehow, she's also adding some kind of liquid
>Feels a lot like lube
>She experiments with pace as well
>The waves start slow, but pick up speed as the minutes go by
>Her muzzle is so close to your cock
>In between the ripples you can feel her breath on you
>You can almost feel her iron gaze as well
>Her concentration remains unbroken
>Suddenly she squints
>The waves break up, but they don't stop
>The invisible touches are now starting at the base of your dick, travelling up one side to your tip then down the other
>Your eyes roll into the back of your head and youre holding your breath
>Where the hell did this even COME from?
>Has she always been this way?
>But Twilight isn't done yet
>She's now attacking your member with multiple waves simultaneously
>Half of them are actually moving against the other half
>It's all you can do to stay concious
>So. fucking. kinky

>Twilight lets out a heavy breath
>Your can feel it all over your shaft
>She's stopped her assault for now
>Your dick is red and aching for more
>You take the opportunity to breathe again
>"Ugh. I know you're SUPPOSED to screw on the bed, but it's really not very practical when your subject is so much taller than you."
>What's that supposed to—
>You're grabbed with magic again
>Twilight throws you against the wall
>Not violently, but she clearly doesn't care to be gentle either
>The impact knocks the wind out of you
>An odd feeling covers your wrists and ankles
>Twilight has morphed the wood behind you to hold you in place
>Eagle-spread
>Your crotch is level with her eyes
>"Goddess, this is SO much more convenient!"
>She's smiling again
>The foreboding violet glow has covered your dick again
>What's going to happen now?

>Slowly but steadily, your dick is starting to grow
>WHAT
>You feel like goddamn stretch Armstrong
>You watch in disbelief as your length becomes... lengthier
>It's maintaining width, but it has got to be at least a foot long, now
>Two feet, still growing
>You don't know when it's going to stop
>Eventually, your rigidity is unable to hold your member up; it just weighs too much
>You scream in pain as it starts to droop
>"Oh no! Sorry sorry sorry!" squeals Twilight
>She immediately lifts it back into position with magic
>"I thought I had properly calculated the torque force against the strength of erection. The lever arm must have been too extreme."
>"Although, in your case, it's more of a lever phallus."
>She giggles at her own joke
>You would have found that adorable if she wasn't currently holding you up against the wall and growing your penis to the length of a baseball bat
"Twilight, I'm not so sure—"
>She forces your mouth shut
>"That didn't sound like it was going to be either constructive or naughty. Keep it to yourself, Anon."
>Total freaking dom

>"I'm really excited to try out this one!"
>Twilight positions herself in front of your manhood
>She flashes a smile at you before taking your tip into her mouth
>Again, you're wracked with pleasure
>But what the hell is she planning? There's no way she can fit the whole thing inside with this length
>Her tongue starts coiling around you
>Oh, Celestia, give me strength
>It's methodically wrapping around your dick, covering every inch
>Soon, her tongue has emerged from her mouth, still doing its work
>You notice it's glowing with magic
>You're cautious and excited at the same time
>Her tongue seems pretty long
>It's still spiraling down
>How far can that thing go?
>Your eyes widen in shock as your realize her intention
>You look into her gaze; her eyes are smiling back at you, narrowed in a mischevious glare
>She's going to wrap your entire fucking schlong in her tongue
>THE FUCCCCKKKKK

>The moment she noticed you had figured her out, she slowed down considerably
>Dragging out the process as long as she could
>The part of your cock that's wrapped up is also under immense stimulation
>Her tongue is constantly in motion, fluctuating, caressing you
>After what feels like an hour, her tongue has finally reached your base
>For a moment, nothing further happens
>Then she kicks it up a notch
>The grip her tongue has on you tightens
>It's to the point it feels like she's going to crush you
>But it never teethers past that point into pain
>From the look in her eyes, Twilight can tell EXACTLY how she's affecting you
>The feeling is incredible
>Indescribable
>But then again, how DO you explain to someone what having a 3-foot dick feels like?
>Especially while it's being massaged by a 10-foot— OH GOD
>Twilight has started shifting where she's squeezing
>Your member feels like a freaking piano, the way she's playing it
>The pressure moves up and down in waves like before, but given the new length of your manhood, the pleasure is multiplied tenfold
>She's also able to apply force in sections, letting up on the middle of your shaft but clenching down on the tip and base
>The pressure inverts, then reverts, then shifts again
>It's far too much for you
>You close your eyes and climax into her mouth, letting out everything you have
>Your body is finally granted the release it needed
>You sigh and open your eyes
>Your gaze finds Twilight's
>She does not look happy

>Your relaxing, shrinking member is released by her tongue quickly
>That razor glare scares you
>And you're still stuck up against the wall
>As soon as her whole tongue is back in her mouth, she yells at you
>"I AM NOT DONE YET! You were not meant to cum! I studied your physiology, you're supposed to be capable of handling more than that!"
"I've never experienced the stuff you were—"
>Once again, you were cut off by her magic
>"I'm sick of you running your mouth. You're going to shut up until I've sufficiently gotten off."
>You'd say this wasn't like Twilight at all, but her lust had driven her batshit crazy
>This seemed par for the course
>You notice she's now looking intently at your crotch
>Uh oh, what's she planning?
>"You're not done yet, little man!"
>She closes her eyes in concentration and effort
>Your over-worked cock and balls are enveloped in Twilight's magic
>You can feel life coming back into your balls, and your member's starting to get stiff again
>Why not?
>Twilight maintains her spell a moment longer, then ventures a gaze with one eye
>When she sees the results of her work, she hops up excitedly
>"Excellent!"
>She's far too thrilled about this

>Her horn starts glowing again, like she's about to start the next phase of her plan, but she suddenly stops
>She's eyeing you with a curious look
>"You know Anon, I think I've been wrong about something. Your mouth is plenty useful."
>Dread washes over you
>This cannot be good
>You feel a pressure against your face
>It's wet and soft
>It doesn't stay invisible for long, Twilight has outlined it with a purple glow
>Kinda hard to tell from where from where you are, but from what you can tell...
>You're fucking kidding me
>It's a pussy, complete with attached flank, tail and legs
>"Now Anon, I'm giving you a chance to get back in my good graces. Anything you do with your mouth, I'll be able to feel."
>Damn, purpledom is finally giving you an opportunity to get her off
>"However..."
>The legs wrap around the back of your head and push the wet folds into your face
>You're finding it very hard to breathe
>"I'm not letting up until I'm satisfied. Also, while you're busy up there, I'll be busy down here."
>You hear Twilight's magic go into overdrive
>Looking down, you can hardly believe what you're seeing

>Twilight has created a mostly-transparent clone of herself
>It looks to have the same visual consistency as the back end that's been shoved in your face, only there's a complete body
>And it looks VERY interested in you
>It slowly walks up to the wall you're stuck to, swaying its hips as it goes
>It then walks straight up the wall, positioning itself over your erection
>Of course it can walk up walls
>Nothing surprises you at this point
>The clone's head moves towards yours, passing right through the pussy that's already there like it doesn't exist
>You gawk at the clone as it covers your mouth with a long, passionate kiss
>The clone may look like it's made of pure magic, but it still feels like the real thing
>You guess some things still can surprise you
>It withdraws, its seductive stare still boring straight into your eyes
>"Anon, you seem distracted. I think I should remind you that air will be a hard thing to come by soon."
>The legs that have your head in a deathgrip squeeze harder
>You decide now would be a good time to go to work
>Just as you're about to start working your tongue, Twilight's clone impales herself on your cock
>Twilight is NOT making this easy

>You're becoming short of breath
>Your tongue has been working as hard as it can for a minute now
>Admittedly, 'as hard as it can' isn't as much as you're usually capable of doing
>Mainly because there is an intense stimulation on your manhood
>The clone has been constantly pumping up and down on it
>And there's no lack of tightness
>Your tongue starts search for a clit
>You need to find a weakness, and quickly
>"Really, Anon? If you continue with this quality of cunnilingus, you won't get me off for another..."
>Twilight looks up, doing some math in her head
>"Twelve point three-three minutes. Can you really hold your breath that long?"
>You very much want to yell at her right now
>But you can't spare the breath to
>You're working as hard as you can, but Twilight hardly seems to notice
>You need a bailout
>The sensations on your crotch stop
>You look down, and catch Twilight's clone's gaze
>It looks... sorry for you?
>But then it grins
>What the hell is about to happen?

>The clone turns its horn towards Twilight
>Twilight's attention is on the ceiling, though
>She looks almost bored
>The clone's horn starts to shimmer
>OH SHIT
>Twilight very suddenly realizes there's a glow encompassing her nethers
>"What?"
>And, while you can't feel what Twilight is feeling, you can imagine her clone is just as kinky as herself
>If you had a free hand, you would totally be high-fiving her clone right now
>"But... but you're supposed to please h—"
>Twilight can't help but moan
>You finally have an opening
>You go to work, darting your tongue in and out of the pussy in front of you
>You're exploring every inch of it, searching for her most vulnerable spot
>Twilight might have had some serious resolve before
>But now you've got an ally
>And you're both working in tandem, a team against a common foe: Twilight's pleasure spots
>She never stood a chance
>It's not even a minute before her moans hit a high pitch
>She squeals in release
>Twilight's clone and you share a smirk of victory

>True to her word, Twilight allows you to breathe again
>You gasp in the sweet air
>A giddy feeling of accomplishment comes over you
>But then you see Twilight
>She was by no means finished
>Her mane and tail were a mess
>Even her coat was disturbed in several places
>And the look in her eyes was FERAL
>She said nothing, only growled
>You looked to the clone for help, but were mortified to see the same look in its eyes
>Twilight galloped over and leapt on top of you
>Her hooves magically attached to the wall
>It seemed her clone and herself could occupy the same space
>Panic began to set in
>All you could do was hope you could get out alive
>You saw the clone's face sync with Twilight's for just a moment
>And under the terrible opperssion of their combined stares
>You whimpered

>Both Twilights lowered themselves onto your erection
>Twilight was rough about it, but her clone still had SOME care for you
>How nice
>Both began slamming onto you at an incredible pace
>You couldn't tell which one was tighter
>Didn't really matter, though
>The pleasure was through the roof
>Sensations overwhelmed you, making you gasp
>The gasp was cut short, though, when clone Twilight covered your mouth with a kiss
>You give in, playing with her tongue as it invaded your mouth
>Twilight started kissing your neck and upper chest
>But those kisses weren't nearly as gentle as her partner's
>Holy shit
>Brain, are you holding up ok?
>....
>Fuck
>Twilight decides you're not moving your hips fast enough for her, so she grabs them with magic and forces them to move at her pace
>You can practically hear your bones protesting, but you're in no position to do something about it

>Clone Twilight breaks her kiss and moves to the side of your neck that isn't being attended by Twilight
>The clone breaths softly on your skin before covering it in gentle kisses
>As soon as Twilight sees the opening, she covers your mouth with her own
>But the kiss is completely different
>It's like she wants to swallow your tongue, like she wants to dominate your mouth
>Her tongue wraps around your own and pulls it into her mouth
>Even though it's not what you're used to, it still drives you wild
>This is stranger than the weirdest threesome your mind could think up
>And a million times more rapturous
>Your brain is fried, you're just running on instinct now
>Though Twilight has, by this point, gotten every inch of your body under her control
>She's moving your hips, thighs, everything exactly how she wants it
>The crazy dom even went as far as to control your breathing patterns to accommodate her rhythm
>You vaguely notice your arms are free, but they're also under Twilight's command
>You don't know what she's doing with them, you don't care
>Her pace is quickening
>Her moans are once again hitting a peak
>Her clone is reacting much the same way
>Your body can no longer handle the attentions of both Twilights
>You release yourself into them
>This pushes them over the edge as well
>Clone Twilight lets out a deep moan, Twilight shrills, and you grunt
>You black out

>Time passes, you don't know how much
>When you awaken, you're still fastened to the wall
>Your arms have been secured again
>Twilight is panting, lying on her back in a pool of her (and her clone's) juices
>She's staring at the ceiling
>Soon she notices you've regained consciousness
>You've never seen such a warm smile
>You smile back, but tug at your bonds
"Hey, Twi, you think you could help me out here?"
>She giggles
>God that's so cute
>"Don't worry about it, Anon. You're exactly where you need to be."
>Uhh, suddenly not so cute
>"It would be pointless to take you down; I'd just have to throw you back up there again tomorrow!"
>You can feel the sweat drip down from your face
>You gulp
>Estrus is going to be hell

-3-

>A breeze coming in from the window brushes by your face, waking you
>You had a good rest
>You try and move your hand to cover a yawn
>But your hand is trapped
>You look over; it's attached to the wall by some warped wood
>Awareness slams back into you
>You're still strapped to the wall from last night
>Your limbs are aching from being held in place for so long
>But Twilight was nice enough to provide a pillow and a place for you to lay your head
>As aggressive as she was, she still did the little things that mattered to you
>She had an odd way of showing it sometimes, but you think she actually cared for you
>Or were you simply imagining it?
>Were you just a sex object for her?
>She DID leave you up like this overnight, and undoubtedly had less-than-honorable intentions for tonight
>But she seemed so sad yesterday when she thought she had disappointed you
>Ow
>Brain's starting to hurt
>You can't figure out that enigma of a librarian for shit
>One thing was clear, though
>You'd need to decide what you wanted soon
>Either live with Twilight
>Or avoid her
>You grunt in frustration
>Not an easy decision

>You found it pretty hard to think straight while stuck to the wall
>You start struggling against your bonds
>And, by some miracle, IT DOES SOMETHING
>Your right hand breaks free
>You stare at it in shock for a moment
>You remember Twilight remade the bonds on your hands while in a post-coitus haze
>Must of done a shoddy job
>You start pulling at the other wrist
>It comes free as well
>You smile
>Something's actually going your way
>Unfortunately, you didn't think about balance
>With both hands free, there's nothing holding your upper body against the wall
>You whoop in surprise as you fall forward
>Miraculously, your feet just slip out of their bonds due to the angle of your fall
>Twilight must not have accounted for that
>In the middle of your drop, you also remember the puddle Twilight left behind right in front of you
>You wince in preparation
>But the floor is dry
>You notice Twilight has gone through made the place sparkly clean
>Heh, heh... sparkly
>You stand up and brush yourself off
>The weighty decision comes back
>You COULD go looking for Twilight; you don't even know if she's home
>Or you could take the opportunity to get out of Dodge

>You look to the bedroom door, then to the balcony
>You pause
>What you need is time to think
>You head out to the balcony
>It's a short drop onto the grass
>With one last look inside, you run off
>Sorry, Twilight
>You decide to hang out at the park
>Twilight rarely goes out there
>She's either at a friend's place or reading at home
>So the risk of running into her is minimal
>You pick out a tree and sit under the shade
>You realize you haven't had a good chance to just relax in a while
>The stress of dealing with, or, to be precise, being dealt with by Twilight has taken its toll
>You wonder what her friends are up to
>Haven't seen Rainbow or Fluttershy in a while
>The others come by to visit every now and then, but you're honestly not all that familiar with them
>You keep to yourself a lot
>Spend too much time thinking
>Right now, though, you need sit back an unwind
>You sigh and close your eyes
>Enjoy the weather
>Drift off to a restful sleep

>It's several hours later when you open your eyes
>The sun is beginning to set
>You've spent most the day away from Twilight and the library
>Still conflicted, though
>You sink your head into your hands
>     Did you really think the answer was going to come to you just like that?
>Actually, brain, yes, I did.
>You stand up and take a walk around the park
>You glance around at the other ponies sharing the field with you
>Some are alone, just like you
>Some are with family
>Some are nuzzling each other
>It would be nice to have someone—well, somepony like that
>But is Twilight the pony for you?
>You continue walking around until sunset
>You decide to watch it from the top of a nearby hill
>It's just as beautiful as it was back on Earth
>Maybe even more so
>Celestia is quite the artist
>You put your thumb over the setting sun
>Look into the distance
>Sometimes things look strange when you change the perspective

>The sun dips down below the horizon
>You lower your hand and sigh
>Your reverie is broken up by a thundering sound coming from behind you
>Concerned, you turn around
>Twilight is galloping toward you
>You brace yourself; there's no way you can outrun her
>She doesn't look angry, though
>"Anon!" she yells as she tackles you
>You look up
>She's crying
>"I was so worried!"
>Out of all the things you were expecting, that was not one of them
>She hugs you tightly
>You can feel her tears dampen your torn shirt
>She's still sobbing, quivering with each sniff
>You hug her back
>You can feel her heart throbbing through her thick lavender coat
"Twilight, what were you so worried about? I just went for a walk."
>She looks up at you
>"Just went for a walk!?"
>She tries to hit you in the chest with one of her forehooves, but the strike is very weak
>"When I saw the wall torn up, you gone without leaving a note, and the balcony door busted open, I thought you had run away for good!"
>You run a hand through her mane and down her back, trying to calm her down
>Thinking back on it, it was a bit cruel to leave without a trace

>Twilight's crying a river
>You feel terrible
>Insensitive
>You can't listen to her cry any more
"C'mon, Twi. Chin up. I'm not going anywhere."
>She lifts her head from your chest and stares at you
>You meet her gaze and put on your best smile
>It's in that very moment, both of you speaking through nothing more than a look
>You realize
>You meant every word
"Let's go home."
>That terrible frown she'd been wearing twists into the worst, yet most genuine, smile you've ever seen
>She throws her forelegs around your neck
>"Sounds great," she whispers into your ear
>You stand up, pull Twilight off your chest, and then crouch down, putting your back to her
"Hop on."
>She jumps up, hooking her forelegs over your shoulders
>You grab her back legs and stand up
>You feel her head rest atop yours
>That warms you up inside
>Her throat is pressed up against the back of your head
>Every time she breathes, you can hear the air flow downward
>Her lungs press her stomach into your back
>You walk home like that,
>Listening to her lifebeats,
>Grinning on the inside

>Her tail had been lazily hanging in between your legs, occasionally brushing up against them
>The sensation had sent shivers up your spine
>Now she's actively swinging it back and forth with the rythym of your walk
>It's moving around quite a bit, actually
>Now and again, it's grazing your crotch area
>In fact, her tail seems pretty interested it
>"You know, Anon, you owe me big for getting me all worked up like that."
>You almost laugh
>But you roll your eyes instead
>"Don't plan on getting much sleep tonight."
>Shit, she's serious
>Now you're laughing
>You feel her weight shift as she pushes up off of your shoulders until her head is filling your vision
>She's got 'the look' on
>"We'll see if you're laughing later."
>Giving a giggle, she pulls her head back up and once again settles it down atop yours
>You're dumbfounded, and positive your face shows it as well
>You two have the most fucked-up relationship in the world

>You finally make it back to the library
>Twilight hops off your back and trots over to a bookshelf
>She busies herself moving some books
>You leave herself to it and go to the kitchen for a drink of water
>You were damn thirsty
>And water never tasted so good
>You're a little surprised Twilight hasn't jumped your bones yet
>She did promise... something
>Shivers go up and down your body
>When you walk back into the main room, you notice Twilight has moved on to dusting
>"Hey, Anon. Could you help me out? Just sort the books in the carts alphabetically."
>She bats her eyelashes at you
>"Please?"
>Her voice is think and sultry
>Something's up
>You keep an eye on her as you walk over to the unsorted books
>Weren't these the books she was just moving around?
>You can see she's smiling mischievously now
>Yup, something is definitely up
>You pick up the first book and examine the cover
>'The Big Book of Fellatio'
>You can hear magic being cast behind you

>Cautiously, you look down
>Yup, just as you suspected
>Twilight's about to go to w— ooohhh
>You moan impulsively
>Now you know where Twilight picked up her skills
>Tight lips
>Skillful tongue
>Hot breath
>The sensation of her invisible-mouth fellatio is familiar
>But damn if it doesn't still feel incredible
>"Now, Anon, remember, I'm not all that happy with you."
>Uh oh
>"So if you don't finish sorting those books before you cum..."
>WHAT
>"Let's just say you should hurry up."
>Purpledom is playing games with you now!?
>You resolve not to piss her off in the future
>And start searching for the proper spot to put the book you're holding
>Normally, this is child's play
>But your vision is hazy
>Legs are weak
>And Twilight is not going easy on you

>You rush back and forth along the bookshelves, sorting as quickly as you can
>Twilight's attentions have reduced your walk to a pathetic limp
>And your dick is still trapped in your pants
>What's frustrating, though, is how Twilight's acting
>She's just been dusting the room without a care in the world
>The kinky unicorn knows EXACTLY what she doing to you
>You're finally down to the last book on the first cart
>Twilight coughs
>The mouth on your cock speeds up
>The lips tighten their grasp
>The tongue works furiously
>She's not letting you win this without a fight
>You drop to your knees
>You can't take much more
>Crawling over, you find where you need to place the last book
>Twilight's skill is absurd
>But you win this round as you slide the book into place
>As soon as you do, the mouth disappears
>Phew
>"I went too easy on you, Anon. But there are still three carts to be sorted."
>That depraved smile of hers comes back
>She cannot be serious

>You give yourself a breather, sitting up against the bookshelves
>Sweat is dripping down your face
>You figure if this is how Twilight's going to play it, might as well lose the pants
>You reach for your zipper, but Twilight has other plans
>She grabs your hands with magic and glares at you
>Well, shit
>This situation is eerily familiar
>And you can't help but think it's going to end exactly how you suspect it will
>She glances to the next book cart and back to you
>No rest for the wicked
>You stand back up and grab the next book for sorting
>'Watersports: How to Have Fun in the Bathroom'
>Wait... she's divded the books by KINK THEME!?
>You hear a rush of water behind you; you spin around to meet your next doom
>A blob of water, enveloped in a purple glow, is floating across the room toward you
>You gasp as it runs up your pant leg and settles on your member
>Then goes to work

>It's like a whirlpool down there
>Even with all the crazy shit Twilight's been doing to you over the past couple days
>You've never felt anything like this before
>Hell, you'd never even imagined something like this
>But it's marvelous all the same
>Your legs have tensed up
>You can't walk, only focus on the pleasure the torrent is giving you
>The water hasn't just covered your shaft, it's giving attention to your balls as well
>A moan escapes your lips
>"I shouldn't have to remind you what a terrible thing it would be if you somehow cummed before you were done with those books."
>Damnit, that had escaped your mind in the midst of the ecstasy
>You direct your efforts to sorting the books again
>And do your best to ignore the exceptional,
>Fantastic,
>Unbelievable,
>Thrilling ravishments attending your manhood
>     You're doing a crappy job
>Shut up, brain. I'm trying
>You drop the book you're holding
>The sensations are setting your brain afire
>You can hardly function
>This is much harder than round one
>You hear a snicker come from behind you
>This angers you
>FUCK if you're going to let her win
>You return to your task with renewed vigor

>"Hey!"
>Twilight notices you've sped up
>The water swirls more rapidly
>She's attacking you methodically
>But she messed up when she made this a contest of pride
>You're unstoppable
>A book-sorting MACHINE
>You've got the process down to a science
>And while the whirlpool on your crotch is overloading your brain with sensations
>Your motions have become instinctual
>It's not too long before you've got the last book in place
>"Hmph"
>Twilight crosses her forehooves
>She had you going for a bit, there
>You collapse against the bookcase once again
>You're panting now
>When your mind reboots, you realize how close you really were
>And how exhausting the process was
>You wipe the sweat from your brow
>Your rest is interrupted when you're grabbed by magic and put back on your feet
>Twilight is pointing to the next book cart
>And the expression she's wearing is downright MANIACAL
>You swallow

>You slowly approach the next book cart
>There's only one book in it?
>You're very hesitant, now
>But you pick up the book anyways
>'Remedial Physics: A Guide to Pressure and Compression'
>Twilight immediately begins casting again
>SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT
>Is that horny bitch seriously going to CRUSH your faithful penis?
>You can definitely feel pressure building up down there
>HOLY SHIT SHE IS
>You scramble over to the bookshelf and begin searching
>Feels like your eyes are going to bulge straight out of their sockets
>Twilight's magic is crushing your dick
>It had felt good for all of two seconds
>But now it was getting painful
>She was giving you almost no time for this
>You're desperate, eyes scanning the shelves as quickly as they can
>You find yourself on your knees again
>But you see your goal
>You crawl over to it
>Vision going dark
>And you slide the book in

>Twilight releases you
>You gasp for air
>You realize you were holding your breath
>Glaring, you turn to Twilight
>She's still dusting, but now has a pleased look on her face
>I'll get you next time, Gadget
>Next time
>At least she's giving you a moment to recover
>She such a sweetie
>Insane, dominating, heartless, controlling
>but so sweet
>You get to your feet and walk over to the last book cart
>In the background, you can hear the duster fall to the floor
>You don't touch any of the books, but you read the title of the first
>'Feral Tactics'
>A snort comes from Twilight's direction
>Oh no
>You very slowly turn your head to face Twilight
>Dreading what you might see
>She's set in a ready stance
>Like she's about to charge right at you
>She even kicks at the ground with a forehoof for effect
>You just gape at her, panic in your eyes
>"The game has changed, Anon."

>"You're still going to have to sort those books, but now I'm going to physically try to get you to cum."
>"I won't use magic at first, but after five minutes I'll will start."
>She looks disapprovingly at your pants
>"Let's get rid of those, shall we?"
>Your pants are literally torn off, along with your boxers
>"Much better."
>Your erection winces at the exposure to open air
>But it feels much better now that it's free
>"Now pick up that book, human."
>Examining the book cart, you see there are enough book there that you'll need to hurry to finish in five minutes
>Cause once she starts with magic, you're fucked
>In more ways than one
>Twilight's looking at you hungrily
>This can only end badly
>You shake your head, trying to clear it out
>You psyche yourself up
>Twilight may be a master of magic, but she's not in top physical condition like Rainbow
>You've got a chance here
>Just don't let that... animal gaze of hers get to you
>You look to the book
>Then back to Twilight
>Back to the book
>And grab it

>Two things happen at once
>The first is you sprinting to the bookshelves
>The second is Twilight beginning her charge at you
>From all the previous tests, you know Twilight's bookshelves like the back of your hand
>You know exactly where this book goes
>You slam the book home and have just enough time to dodge to the side of Twilight's charge
>Your dodge puts you right back next to the book cart
>You grab one, but don't have time for anything more than a glance at the cover before you're forced to dodge to the side again
>Twilight chases you a couple laps around the center mantle
>On the first lap around, you spot your target
>On the second, you're able to put the book away
>You go for a third lap to grab another book
>But Twilight has wizened up
>She's guarding the books now
>Shit
>Your breath is heavy
>Your heart is beating like a drum
>But you know you're in better shape than Twilight
>You need to keep the pressure up
>She'll tire before you
>Rubbing your hands together, you brace yourself
>And run straight at Twilight
>She smiles victoriously and runs at you
>Which is exactly what you wanted
>As soon as she gets close, you grab her head and throw it downward
>Then leap over her, putting your legs out to the side

>Twilight is disoriented
>This gives you time to sort three more books
>You're impressed with your speed
>But Twilight soon comes at you again
>This continues for a couple of minutes
>You're pretty good at this
>Eventually, however, you take a corner too sharp
>You slip
>And Twilight is on you in an instant
>You move to kick her off
>But your actions are interrupted when her mouth encompasses your length
>It's exactly what you had been dreading
>And exactly what your dick had been begging for
>You have to be careful
>If you just kick her off, she may accidentally injure your manhood
>You grab her head with the intention of removing it
>But she starts biting down
>OW FUCK
>As soon as you release her, she resumes the blowjob
>Bobbing up and down on your shaft, causing immense pleasure
>Crafty unicorn
>You need a way to get her off, and fast
>Wait... get her off?
>You can't reach her privates with your hands, but your feet are directly underneath it
>You start stroking her sensitive areas with your feet
>It's working, her grip is loosening
>You work more fervently
>And she's forced to release you to gasp
>You shove her off the moment she lets go
>And the game continues

>It's not long before you're down to your last book
>Just as you figured, Twilight is exhausted
>You're tired too, but she's unable to keep up with you
>You put the last book in its place and turn to Twilight, throwing your arms in the air
>She growls at you
>But you simply smirk
>You're suddenly enveloped in a purple glow
>Taunting seems to be a bad idea
>Twilight slams you into the ground and jumps on top of you
>She's still panting
>"Anon, when will you learn? You never actually win, you only delay the inevitable."
>"I'm going to screw your brains silly."
>She leans in close; her mouth is right up next to your ear
>"And you're damn well going to enjoy it until I'm finished."
>You whisper back
"My body is ready."
>Your response elicits a cackle from her
>"Silly Anon, how can you prepare yourself..."
>Her horn is glowing mightily
>You're starting to get nervous
>"...when you can't even tell it's coming?"
>The spell makes your vision go white

>It takes a while for your vision to return
>You're dizzy, the room seems to warp around you
>Suddenly, Twilight is riding you and you're in a state of limitless pleasure
>The next second, you're limp and Twilight is walking away from you
>Then she's sucking you off
>What the FUCK is going on?
>The room comes into focus for just a moment
>Twilight is standing over you
>"The spell I just cast disrupts your perception of time. Have fun. I know I will!"
>She beams at you, giddy
>Oh, that unicorn has gotten you into deep shit
>You try to stand up, but find yourself moaning in pleasure as Twilight is blowing you again
>The sensation continues, but then you see Twilight fucking you as well
>Somehow, these moments are occurring at the same time
>And the feeling is indescribable
>Impossible
>Her snatch is grasping you incredibly tightly
>Her mouth is moving in time with it as well
>You try to climax right then and there, but time has shifted again
>You're standing up, held in a magical field
>Twilight's forcing you to ram into her from behind
>Your hips are in overdrive
>Again, you feel like cumming
>But the room shifts again

>You lose yourself in the flux of time
>One moment your riding Twilight, the next she's riding you
>In one scene you're standing up, holding Twilight while she holds you
>And you're deep inside of her, moving gently up and down
>In the next scene, you're face-down on the floor, being assaulted by magical touches
>Some on your member, but others on your shoulders, your neck, your ears
>You think you see Clone Twilight once or twice, but you can't tell
>Your world is a torrent of pleasure;
>Quick and brutal
>Slow and sensual
>Rough and primal
>Precise and complex
>Every time you think you'll release, the world changes
>You can't count how methods of rapture Twilight is applying to your body
>But it can't last forever
>Eventually, the scenes stop changing, and instead start stacking on one another
>You're able to feel everything at once
>There are an inconceivable number of Twilights overwhelming you with rapture
>And as soon as all the versions of you come together
>You climax
>And once again, your overloaded brain shuts down

>You awaken to Twilight cleaning the floor with a rag
>You groan and put a hand to your forehead
>The room is spinning
>It needs to stop that
>Twilight notices you've awakened
>"Oh, Anon! I'm glad you're awake."
>She walks up and kisses you on the cheek
>"Did you enjoy yourself?"
>Every time you ask yourself that question, you can't come up with an answer
>It FELT incredible, but the way Twilight works is just...
>You sigh in defeat
"I suppose I did."
>She claps her forehooves together
>"Great! I'm just going to finish cleaning up here and then it's time for bed. I'm awfully tired."
>You nod and stand up, stretching your arms and legs
>Bed sounds nice, you were exhausted as well
>You start up the stairs, but Twilight grabs you and pulls you back
>You look at her in confusion

>"I'm still upset with you, mister. You still owe me."
"What? Isn't what we just did payment enough?"
>She waves a hoof at you
>"Of course not! That was going to happen either way."
>Her hoof is pointing at something behind you
>"THAT is your punishment."
>You turn around
>And your blood runs cold
>It's Clone Twilight
>"Now, don't think that just because she was nice last time you played with her, she's going to go easy on you."
>"She's just as upset as I was about you running off."
>Twilight yawns and heads upstairs
>"Try to save at least some of your energy for tomorrow. We're eating dinner with the princesses!"
>Your brain is too addled to formulate a reply
>Twilight's bedroom door closes
>Clone Twilight is looking at you seductively
>She's swaying her hips as she approaches you
>Element of surprise is your only hope
>You sprint past her
>Burst through the front door
>But it's fruitless
>She grabs your feet with magic and trips you up
>You claw at the ground, desperately trying to escape the library
>Clone Twilight pulls you back inside
>And the front door slams shut