He thought long and hard even though he has no memory of her she was a huge part in his life and heart. He couldn't recall everything but one thing he can recall is that she was a part of him. He still continues to hug her, knowing she will be here.

She felt him twitch frantically. He was going to flare! That was the moment she enjoyed most in every intimate connexion she had, especially with him. The very moment where all guards are dropped, the instant where both body and mind were honest and taking responsibility for what was happening.

Every bit of Cryo’s body was now getting as tensed as possible as he was letting his animal instincts take over. His hips started moving slightly on their own accord, thrusting his achingly hot rod deeper in Maddy’s mouth.

He screamed her name, letting his world being filled with pulsating lust…

3…

Maddy’s moans grew wilder too, she was getting closer and closer to her primal state, using her tongue to increase the feelings he was getting from her intense stimulation.

2…

He gripped the bedsheet, wildly and strongly, as if his very life was depending on it. His hips lifted, making his whole intimacy bared and exposed for everypony to see, that is if there was somepony else than them here…

“Please, don’t hold yourself back! I want to see it!”

1…

He came. Suddenly, all the tension he built exited him violently, creating a tremendous earthquake all across his body. Maddy took his throbbing shaft out, only to witness the orgasm she lead him toward for now a moment. His head tilted right, pressing hard against the mattress, his mouth wide open as he screamed her name. His legs tightly spread by Maddy were shaking like never before as he released the pressure.

The first wave of seed landed on Maddy’s face and mane, creating glistening sparkles all over her black mane and white skin. He kept releasing and releasing, waves of bliss making his body moving like a fish on the ground while his moans became harsher and rougher.

As he left more and more out, his shaft started to tilt toward him, letting some of his love end on his chest and belly, which happened to keep Maddy’s arousal burning. Nothing was getting her more on than seeing a partner a bit ashamed and having some of his own love semen on his body. With a curl of her tongue, she licked the cum she had on her face, tasting a bit salty, but with a hint of… well, something from far beyond this world, but quite enjoyable too.

As his torment calmed, he started breathing more calmly, his chest rising and falling quickly as his eyes were getting lost in the golden reflections in Maddy’s. The small white mare kept staring at him while massaging the still hard rod with a hand, going from the tip of it to the base, accidentally stroking the sack beneath it.

Then she climbed on the bed, walking on all four, waving her hips like a cat while getting closer and closer to Cryo’s still trembling form. He noticed that she was a bit taller than when they met, but he didn’t care for now…

She laid on the soft, warm sheets, and whispered to him.

“Now… Will you… Explore my body too?” she said, letting a hand stroke his jaw and mouth, letting him lick the slender white fingers.

walking rift: *he ttakes a few moments to respond as he thinks, as he does so you do feel his wood throb a couple of times* “if You do not want me to do this, then I will stop. I do not wish to cause trouble with the one you love..” * how would he even state how he felt, he felt as if someone had set him on a pleasant fire one that he wouldn’t mind burning out in, but then there was the other question he barely knew where he was and what he was ment to do what else is there besides that?  he is heavily confused by this question*

He said he didn’t want to cause her trouble, and it made her stop instantly. Suddenly, the rush of lust and primal need came to a halt. What was she thinking? Was that all she was going to be? That was how she intended to get what she wanted? Violence? Assault? Almost raping him? The sudden realization that she was about to force him to do something he wasn’t sure to enjoy or even want drew a gasp of shock from the now shrinking night mare.

From the devious, hungry look she had moments before, she reverted back to the serious, worried and slightly pained girl she was displaying before the visions started. The visions… She saw… She saw… What did she saw exactly? Most of her mind couldn’t process the latest events, as if it was something too horrible to be true…

But a small part of her mind knew. It knew what it was, and it knew what would happen, in the case the horror was released… She tried to get this tiny bit of her brain to open and read it, but everytime, it blocked. It was like hitting a brick wall with bare knuckles… No way it’d be discovered in the near future… Maybe when she’s ready…

Slowly, as she was afraid to hurt him with her bare breath, she went off him, her ripped clothes covering her more and more since her body was becoming closer to a filly’s. When she was totally off him, so he could stand, she, still on her knees, barely had the strength the whisper…

“I’m sorry… I don’t know what’s taken over me…”

She crossed her arms on her flat chest, pressing them tighter. She seemed to be cold, as she was shivering, and curling a bit on herself.

“It seems that Maddy’s not the only one having a darker side, huh?” she said, in a half humorous, half despaired tone.

She didn’t cry, but when Rift looked at her, he felt like she was going to shatter in a million night crystals in a minute. She was going toward her breaking point. The physical and mental wounds she sustained, the pain of discovering that her own sister wanted to end her life as quickly and painfully as possible, her own demons to face, and now something beyond this world and many others she had to help prevent the coming…

This was beginning to be a lot on such frail shoulders…

Dee waited silently, for once too scared to risk a move. She didn’t want to hurt him any more than she already did…

“I mean… You’re fine to me, though I might be attracted to you, but you didn’t deserve to get forced in this. I don’t want to get hurt, and I don’t want you to get hurt… And I don’t want to hurt her either… She has kids, and I want to be part of her life as long as I’ll breathe… Yet… I still assaulted you… Out of sheer lust…”

Luna: What- her wings… No… It cannot be… YOU???

((And here we go! The events leading to the last struggle between the two sisters has started!!! Take a seat, look closely, and enjoy the show!))

Size. Her fangs changed slightly to look like Dee's. Her eyes became a deep blue and her pupils split like Dee's have done. Her horn became that pf a unicorn and her wimgs that of a pegasi. In the end Dee was almost looking in a mirror. In her own

Sweet voice “you want a kink? You got selfcest. If ypu ask again I’ll do Celestia” she purred sexily. She looked exactly the same. Body shape breast size everything. Save for her lover’s prick between her legs.

Dee could hardly believe the sight she was having. Sure, changelings were masters in shapeshifting, but this… this was far beyond simple imitation!

As she heard her own voice playfully teasing her, a gasp died in the fallen mare’s throat. The thin coat covering her chest waving back and forth with every breath Nightmare Moon- Nayomi was taking. Every piece of her fur being stimulated felt like a slight electric shock, rushing from her chest to the tip of her fingers and toes, making them curl and uncurl frantically. It felt like a long, mild yet everlasting orgasm, letting the fanged unicorn keep her consciousness, but preventing her from moving too much or talk too much, save from the uncontrolled shivering making her look like she was being constantly tickled. It felt like heaven, and it had barely started…

Due to the neverending flow of desire hitting her mind, she lost control over her form, reverting back to the small, white, flat-chested unicorn she was using as her usual guise. Despite what she thought, it didn’t disturb Nayomi, and she kept breathing and sending hot air on the now white sensitive skin. Despite the fact that her opulent chest shrank, Dee’s nipples were still erected, hard as rocks, pointing toward Nayomi’s shape, or, to be true, Nightmare’s shape…

Just as Dee managed to wish it would last forever, gathering pieces of thoughts here and there, swimming as hard as she could to keep herself from drowning in the ocean of lust that was taking over her, forefully pushing her in her primal state, wanting nothing more than press her against her pulsating heart, warming one another as they danced in the dim light of the moon…

Everything stopped…

A cold sigh of frustrated need escaped Dee’s lips, the sudden lack of Nayomi’s touch and breath on her skin made her lift her head as she used her elbows to adopt a sitting-like posture on the fully messed-up bed.

"What gives? I don’t need to wait any longer! If you-"

The sentence died in her throat. Whereas Nayomi had backed away from her slim chest, she had been grabbing distance from her feet…

She pounced, grabbing Dee’s left foot, lifting the whole leg in the air and making way for some fresh air to stroke gently Dee’s still aching folds. The renewed coldness made her shiver, but she was shivering much more when thinking of what her mate was about to do.

While Deceptive was normally sensitive over some areas of her body, she had a strange, excessive appreciation toward what was happening to her legs and feet. Most of the ponies she knew before never even thought of trying it, for it wasn’t a common way of playing, to say things so.

Nayomi must have read her mind, for she crawled a bit forward, bringing the curled foot to her snout, giving it a quick peck. Dee moaned, then pressed her hands on her mouth to keep it shut. She felt a bit ashamed, for it made her even more vulnerable, even more than when she was naked and shivering in her bed, when Nayomi wasn’t here.

The changeling queen smiled, her beautiful eyes quickly returning grey, before turning back to the deep blue that was echoing to her lover’s serpentine eyes… She had her at her mercy, why not enjoy it more?

Nayomi’s tongue licked the top of her foot, going from the toes to the ankle, then going back where it started. This worship was gettingto Dee faster than an arrow straight to her heart. Having her most sensitive part being teased mercilessly was getting her closer and closer from losing control. It wouldn’t be long before she escaped her grasp, pinned her on the bed, and take the changeling queen in her fiercest way…

And she kept working the small white feet, letting her tongue wander between Dee’s toes, even rushing to her sole and licking the base of her leg…

The arousal took over, and Dee’s expression changed, from a small innocent mare, being teased and loved by somepony she loved and who lovedher, to a merciless wanting mare, quite close indeed from her Nighmare face…

"Do Celestia. And take me now." She commanded, her tone forbidding any talk-back.

She slowly removed her wet foot from Nayomi’s embrace, spreading her legs in the process. She was wanting to have it all, and Nayomi would me bost happy to comply.

canterlot-heights-high:

Miss River- Girls should always have Black socks, any length, ties must be worn at all times, in winter long sleeved sweaters and tights are permissible.

((colts to come))

*squee*

I’m quite not used to this, but these clothes…Feel quite nice…

The changeling grinned her form changing. Her hard chitin turning to black fur with soft gentle under skin. Her grey hair turning to a star filled flow and her mane did the same. Her cock became that of normal pony but still retaining her massive

Size. Her fangs changed slightly to look like Dee’s. Her eyes became a deep blue and her pupils split like Dee’s have done. Her horn became that of a unicorn and her wimgs that of a pegasi. In the end Dee was almost looking in a mirror. In her own sweet voice “you want a kink? You got selfcest. If ypu ask again I’ll do Celestia” she purred sexily. She looked exactly the same. Body shape breast size everything. Save for her lover’s prick between her legs.

During the transformation, Dee remained speechless. She never took the time to look at herself in a mirror, even less while under her true shape… For she feared seeing the monster her sister was afraid of… Or even scarier, seeing nothing, thus proving she was forever beyond darkness…

But now she was seeing it all… And she liked it. If Nayomi truly caught her entire form, she looked great, in fact. She was way more feminine and temptative than she thought…

She wasn’t really a narcissist, but seeing another herself, driven by her lover’s will, brought an unholy fire to her womb. She was a bit scared to not recognize Nayomi, but she definitely wanted to touch, feel, lose herself…

She wasn’t given more time, for the fake Dee pushed her back on the bed, letting her land on the mattress, legs still spread and vulnerable as a foal. Her breath still shallow from her recent climax, she saw her other self getting closer, their star-filled manes melting in a light, ethereal galaxy. It felt strange, truly different from her usual mane being touched… She was making contact, but it felt like it was happening more in her mind than on her body…

Their identical breasts touched, dark nipples rubbing agaisnt one another. Dee moaned, it was definitely Nayomi… Her touch, silkier due to her softer skin, was still hers… Soft, intense, enrapturing, true…

"I…I…" Dee wanted to talk, but a dark finger pressed on her lips, silencing her.

When she heard Nayomi’s next words, she shivered in worry and shameful desire. Hearing her own voice talking about turning into Celestia, who was , in a way, her sister… It felt wrong, but she always wondered how she tasted… How her lovely, white skinned sister tasted…

Nayomi felt her body turning hotter, and she smiled. Was the perspective of making love with her sister turning her on?

It would be an interesting way to spice it upeven more… But let’s save it for later…

In those blue eyes who were her own, Dee still read Nayomi’s eager, heart-shattering flame of love, feeding on her and feeding her at the same time.

Their snout pressed, and Dee tasted her own scent. It was truly different, but most enjoyable, she explored the well-known, yet brand new mouth with her tongue, twisting it around the fangs she knew she had too, licking Nayomi’s mouth and lips…

The only thing Nayomi had that Dee hadn’t was her huge, still throbbing shaft… Dee couldn’t wait to feel it again, it felt softer to the touch, but it was still going to make her feel, deep down…

"You’re some kind of mare, aren’t you?" the night mare said, her breath dying in her lungs as Nayomi wasn’t giving her a single second of respite…

She moaned in Nayomi’s mouth, her sighs of lust resonating in her lover’s mouth, increasing her own lust.

"Let me see what you can do while your in my skin, honey!"

"S-so warm. A familiar sensation is echoing inside me Maddy." He said as looks at her while she was licking his member. The throbbing meat stick was eager and its twitchiness indicates the sign of desperate want for the mare as it leaks some more.

Deep inside, she was bursting in laughter. It felt like an eternity since she witnessed so much honesty from a living, sentient being. Weel, actually it was from… from the former bearer of the element of Honesty. The sudden memory made her cringe… Things had changed… Everything changes… And even alicorns are powerless to prevent it…

A sudden spasm in his legs brought her back to reality. Now wasn’t quite the time to overthink things… Slowly, she brought him back on the bed, letting his legs rest on the soft mattress. From half lifted in the air, he was now completely lying down, his legs still spread and his hardness throbbing with frustrated desire. It was clear enough that he wanted to get up and take matters in his own hands, but somehow he couldn’t for she forbid him to do so…

Obedient… or caring?

"Maddy" arched her back while climbing on the bed, waving her heips from side to side like a cat, her tail waving in the dull light, her eyes shining with burning passion. As her limbs rubbed against the sliky sheets, she felt some more want crashing through her mind. She was trembling with impatience…

She placed herself between his legs, rubbing them up and down as she did before. She was getting as slowly as she possibly could, but her need made her touch his stallionhood quicker than before. She then let her hands slide up his shaft, then down to the bottom… Agonizingly slowly… Cryo’s hips moved on their own as he struggled against early release. The following moan was less rough, and a bit more ashamed. He was losing control, right into her hands… She quickened her pace, and Cryo closed his eyes.

"Let’s end this foreplay, shall we?"

Her voice reached his male brain, letting his fantasies out. His arms, laying on the bed, grabbed the sheets as if his life was depending on it, spasms of pleasure making them shiver and move frantically…

Adding to her merciless hand rubbing, she brought her snout to him, and kissed the tip, letting her lips stroke the sensitive flesh.In the process, she licked the now overflowing precum, salt coming to her tongue…

She saw his belly tighten, his abs moving like crazy while his moans intensified…

"Open your eyes, please… I want to see you…"

With sheer willpower, Cryo opened his beautiful, bright eyes, looking straight at the Sun… Right before delivering the finishing blow, she whispered, as if she only wanted him to hear her words…

"I love you Cryo…"

She rubbed more and more, and it happened…

"It’s like looking at a broken mirror… Who are you???
I’m… I’m… complicated!”

"It’s like looking at a broken mirror… Who are you???

I’m… I’m… complicated!”

His vulnerability has been exposed, he is completely defenseless for the first time as he looks at Maddy while she starts spreading his legs. His mind was in a state of confusion but he knows this is Maddy, the only one who knows his vulnerability.

He was beautiful. No mistake, he always had his special appeal, but now… He had it all… Maddy was sure a strange one, for it was said that she couldn’t stand a changeling in her sight, burning with deep hatred for this filthy kind, yet this one… This one was different.

He had approached her, he deliberately put himself in a position to get hurt, and he did get hurt badly. But among the struggle, she discovered somepony else, somepony beautiful, somepony caring and strong enough to help her…

Yet what she enjoyed most was how he was willing to make himself vulnerable. She knew he wasn’t used to, but for her he was making himself uncomfortable. And it was flipping her switches… She wasn’t as impressed by the throbbing flesh in front of her as she was loving how he was trying to hide his shaking. He wanted to appear strong, even when naked and offering himself to her sight. Taking a step closer, she gently laid her hands on his legs, next to his knees.

When her gentle, warm fingers touched his hardened skin, Cryo let out a moan of mixed shame and want. The small white mare rubbed her legs against one another in a desperate measure to hide her ever growing arousal. Taking a deep breath, she let the still cold air of the room fill her lungs, bringing relative calm to her mind. She didn’t want to blow it off too soon. She only had this one time with him before… Well, before facing her sister…

So it was going to be slow… And awesome!

Rubbing her hands on him, she moved her body back and forth as her hands moved from his legs, to his waist, his shivering belly. She stopped right before reaching further, for she felt his stiffness pressing against her own chest. As much as she enjoyed the feeling, it was too soon… She retreated, slowly, toward his legs, stopping under his thighs. With surprising strength, she lifted his both legs slightly in the air, letting his weight being shifted on his back. With his loin even more bared, Cryo felt ashamed like never before, but his shaft didn’t seem to care, for it became even harder, standing gloriously and begging for attention…

“I can’t use my hands yet, so I guess there’s only one option, dear…” She said, her innocent sounding voice letting a hint of mischievousness appear.

She lowered her head, letting her snout touch the crown of Cryo’s length. She kissed the tip, making Cryo shiver and moan softly. He was going to enjoy this, for sure… Slowly going to the bottom of his throbbing shaft, she let her tongue stick out of her mouth, giving Cryo a long, warm lick on the entire length of his member. A spasm went to it, making it pulsate with hotness. Maddy then noticed how a single bead of precum was exiting, coming to the warming air of the room. Then the clear liquid proceeded to make its way down his shaft, creating a stream of strong scent that was hitting deep inside the unicorn’s lust. Her own loins were calling for attention, crying a neverending flow of desire soon for everypony to notice.

But he was going first. The veins on his member pulsated harder with every lick, the flow of his need increasing in strength and scent and his moans becoming rougher and deeper. She felt like he could climax from sheer licking. While moving up and down, she saw his face, his mouth agape with untold words of lust and primal instincts, his eyes shining with the very same light that was in hers. He was beautiful.

He was doing his best to keep a bit of control on himself, his hands buried in the bedsheets, grasping desperately as his mind was progressively becoming blank. His neck stretched, letting his head move left and right as he was losing himself. His throat was completely bared too. He never was that careless before, but he felt like he could put his life at risk with her. Despite that she actually threatened to kill him before, he did want to trust her and let himself feel.

“Please… Talk to me… Tell me how you feel now…” Maddy managed to speak between two long move of her tongue on his sensitive spot. Their breathes were now shallow and rough, it felt like they could stop playing any second from now and love one another to death…

Walking Rift: *when you lay down you could feel his arousal between the both of you, it seems despite or maybe because of his fear, and the fact you were causing him pain, he seems to still find you very attractive. He tries to clear his throat in order to talk, but nothing comes out as if he had no clue what to say. while laying on him you can feel a heartbeat quickening as he struggles to say something, ANYTHING, maybe an apology, maybe some sort of joke? still nothing comes out. he lightly and awkwardly wraps you in a hug.*

Sometimes, everything you hold for sure is suddenly put above the pit of doubt… Everything you think unchangeable is turned around, just in front of you…

And now was one of those moments. Deceptive, or Nightmare Moon, she wasn’t sure, was using her might and mind to actually force one poor pony to hold her, for she felt cold and lost? Was she that kind of mare? Was she going to go all the way with him?

Did she really want to give up on what made her a considerate mare, and give in to her deeper nature? Her mind couldn’t find a proper answer, and most of her actually didn’t care…

While she felt his arms clumsily wrap around her back, she felt the rhythm of his lifebeat quicken. Was it out of fear… or want? She actually needed to find out. The atmosphere of the room was becoming darker and darker as Deceptive was progressively losing it, letting her instinct do the thinking for her. Slowly landing on Rift’s side, she lift her right leg in order to put it on the wooden pony’s waist. When her smooth, slightly sweaty coat touched the bark, he moaned softly, making his belly constrict due to the incredibly new touch he was experiencing.*

The next thing he felt among the mist that was taking over his head was Nightmare’s head coming closer from his, her snout almost touching his cheek. Even the air exiting her lungs were feeling like it was made of lust, and its bare touch was more than enough to elicit some strange thoughts and weird hotness in anypony around…

While she let his right arm under her still holding her in his tender embrace, she grabbed his left hand, firmly but gently as she had no reason to hurt him, not a single one, she moved his wrist so his fingers could touch her. She pulled him a bit closer, and his palm landed on the darkened alicorn’s neck. While he wondered why she was actually doing it, he could feel the pulse of her heart, getting quicker as he moved a bit up and down, tracing her skin and accidentally hitting some of her switches in the process…

As he got used stroking her, Deceptive released his hands and found her way back to his leaved mane. She let her slender fingers get lost again in the warm, moist forest of this uncommon pony’s mane. She eventually found the hardened surface of his backhead. Slowly, she pushed so his head would turn to almost face hers. In the angle she actually put him, he could see her face, desperately close, yet he couldn’t outline the details, for he wasn’t completely facing her. Before he could do ro say anything, she pressed her lips against the corner of his mouth, claiming a gasp of surprise from him.

His hard hand grabbed what it could at this moment, and it seemed that he was gaining some confidence, as it had made its way down from her throat, between her shoulder, and finally above one of the fallen mare’s mounds of desire. Dee had been unaware of Rift’s move on her, for she was too busy teasing him. The sudden realization that he was stroking her left breast in a clumsy, yet strangely enjoyable way brought a deep red to Nightmare’s cheeks, which made her resume kissing the corner of the plant pony’s mouth, moving slowly back and forth, getting closer every time from plainly kissing him…

“I’m sorry… I know I shouldn’t… I have somepony I care for but… I feel so cold… so empty…” she whispered, her usual tone coming back for a second.

“I know this isn’t fair for you… I’m so sorry…” Then the night mare’s voice came back.

“While we’re at it, can you tell me more about you? How do you feel right now? Do you want me to stop?” she was really teasing, forcing him to answer. He wasn’t much of a speaker, but she definitely wanted to hear him…