Twilight's Midnight Violations

a Shameless Clopfic

Chapter 5

The mare whimpered softly as she laid on the ground, her body still trembling, even while unconscious. Every now and then her hips would jerk, bucking a nothing as she laid on her side. A hoof would paw desperately at the sticky puddle she was laying in, as if she longed to feel whoever it was that still abused her in her troubled dreams.

Luna watched the display for a moment, her nose slightly wrinkled at the pungent odor that was coming off of the poor earth pony. The scent was strong, still fresh.

"Fan out, every pony search the alleys and back streets in the area!" She ordered to the group of police ponies who had converged on the scene. She watched as each one diligently took off in different directions, some with flashlights in their mouths, others with horns glowing brightly. There was still a chance of ending this soon. The attack had happened only moments ago, and the stallion responsible may still be in the area.

"Your majesty, what should we do about-"

"Shhhh!"

Night Watch's question was cut off as Luna slowly closed her eyes, lowering her horn closer to the sticky mare. It started to glow a deep indigo as she carefully reached out with her magical senses. In her mind's eye, she would see the dark alley she was now standing in, the poor mare in front of her was a trembling, quivering glow of soft light. She recognized that glow, it was the faint magical power that resided in all ponies. Aloe's glow was very slight, being an earth pony she had very little magic, though it still coursed through her veins and gave her the qualities that set her apart from all others. Off to her side, she likewise saw the same faint glow coming from Night Watch, though his was cooler, the reflection of his calm and stern nature.

But as Luna focused her senses a bit more, slowly something else came into view. Slight wisps of light, drifting slowly like the beam from a spot light dancing across smoke. The lingering residue left behind by the use of magic. It was slight, almost fully dissipated, but still it was there. It was clear now that they were looking for a unicorn. It made sense, with the speed and suddenness of the attacks, and how the attacker had been able to prevent his victims from seeing him, it would take a pony with the ability to use magic to accomplish such tasks.

As Luna watched, the drifting traces of magic slowly faded from view, lost to her as they bled away into the night sky. But she had gotten what she needed. It wasn't much, but she had felt the slightest touch of the rogue unicorn's energies. She would be able to recognize them again, to match them wit the radiating glow of the unicorn who had conjured them. But she would need help.

Like many spells, magical tracking became easier with the assistance of another unicorn. With as small of a sample as the moon mistress had to work with, she would require the help of a very powerful unicorn to weed out the energies of all the others living in Ponyville. It would take great skill and ability to pinpoint the single unicorn they were after. Her course of action clear, Luna's eyes slowly opened, once again seeing the physical world.

"Is... Is everything alright?" Night Watch asked. Like most earth ponies, the many intricacies of magic was lost on him.

"Yes, everything is fine. We now know what we must do in order to stop this vile fiend before he strikes again." Luna said as she turned to the police pony. She could see the confusion, but also the relief pass over his face. He was likewise glad that this could soon be brought to an end. Though Luna doubted that his motivation was the prospect of a long day or sleep.

"We are looking for a unicorn, Captain Night Watch. And I shall require the assistance of another unicorn in order to locate the one we seek." She turned from the alley, stepping from the dark, musky smelling shadows and into the soft light of the street lamps. She looked back over her shoulder to her companion and the still trembling, unconscious mare."Remain here and see to her. Should she awaken, find out what she knows. It may prove important to our search."

"And where will you be, majesty?"

"As I said, I require the assistance of another unicorn. One possessed of great power and skill." And Luna knew of just such a unicorn in this very town.

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The path Twilight took wound it's way through the streets of Ponyville. She was being cautious, careful not to run into any other pony. The prospect of nearly being caught had spooked her a bit, and she had to be careful to avoid being found. But still, she couldn't stop the feeling of satisfaction that swelled within her chest.

'That was good... It's too bad I couldn't take her home with me. Hmm... Maybe have her tied onto my bed... See how long it took before she totally gave out...'

The smile on her lips broadened as she thought about such lurid ideas. She had finally given in to her urges, to the wicked thoughts running through her mind. And she felt wonderful for it. Gone were the worries and fears she had. They had kept her from this, from enjoying what she now realized was such a blessing. This was what she was meant to be. The most powerful, virile stallion in all of Ponyville.

Twilight smirked to herself at that. Well, not quite a stallion. With a glance back to her rear she knew she could never be considered just a stallion. She was better. She had everything a pony could ever need. She might even let one of her mares indulge in a taste of her own sweetness eventually. But that would have to wait. She had more she needed to do. More mares she needed to claim. To take her place as the dominant stallion of Ponyville. To see her foals spread all over town. All over Equestria.

She felt giddy at the thought. So many foals, all of them her's. Each one from a different mother. Her own little herd of brood mares ready and waiting to service her. To bring more foals into the world. To expand her family beyond her wildest dreams. Twilight looked up at the slowly setting moon, her eyes twinkling with stars as she fantasized about it all. This was her blessing. No, her duty, to create the biggest family of unicorns the world had ever seen. And to think, she almost didn't want to do it.

She had worried and fretted. Been so scared of what it was she had to do. What she had been given the opportunity to accomplish. She had resisted, and for what? A sense of decency? Normality? That what she was doing was wrong? That it wasn't her place as Equestria's most potent stallion to do this? That had been the old Twilight. The one that would of just kept to her books for the rest of her life. Of course, there wasn't anything wrong with books. Far from it.

Twilight grinned to herself as she turned a corner, starting to head back towards her library home. Books were still good. But now, she felt she needed to revise her opinions on certain books. Ones she had only taken small glances at. Ones she would never had considered keeping in her library before now. She was sure they now held wonderful ideas for her future. So many delicious tricks to try. So many positions to get tangled into. Books were still good. Books could help her be an even greater stallion than she was already. She smirked softly. Maybe a little bit of the old Twilight still hung around. That could be a good thing.

She felt good. For the first time in days, Twilight felt sure of herself. Felt free and strong. It was a feeling she loved almost as much as the feeling of a mare straining around her flesh. Yes, today started a new life for her, one of wonderful pleasures and liberating freedoms. A life she so dearly wanted to bring every mare in Ponyville into. A life where she would indulge in the pleasures of each and very mare. But first, she needed to get back home before she was missed. It just would not do for every pony to find out about her just yet. For now, she needed to keep up appearances. That she was still just the same old Twilight. That she was anything but the greatest stallion alive.

Soon Twilight's wanderings brought her closer to home, as the moon had started to slip behind the mountains and the sun started it's slow climb up from behind the forests. Ponyville was still asleep, the dawn not starting proper yet, there was still time for her to slip back into her bedroom. To put on the same pleasant face she always wore. She felt confident she could do that, now that she had no reason to resist her needs, her urges. She could go on as if nothing had changed, and then slip into the sweet, delectable embrace of a mare's innocence when the time was right.

Perhaps she should even consider claiming some pony close to herself. She knew so many. So many ripe mare, all just waiting to be made her's. Rainbow Dash was strong and proud, it would make conquering her all the sweeter. And Fluttershy, the taste of her tenderness must be like nothing else in Equestria...

Twilight's roaming thoughts came to a screeching halt as she came within view of her home. In the weak light of pre-dawn, she saw a sight she did not expect. It was perhaps the worst thing that could happen right now, next to Celestia herself waiting on the unicorn to return. The true Mistress of the Night had just landed on Twilight's doorstep.

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Her hoof rapped against the wooden door to the library. For a moment, she had worried that it was far too early to be intruding on any pony's home. But Luna had no choice, what she needed as important, and any concerns about politeness would have to be put aside till the matter was seen to. After a while, she knocked again, hoping that this time some pony had heard her. After another short wait, she could hear the sounds of muttering from behind the door, and the sound of locks being undone before the door swung open.

"Ok, ok... What do you want this early in the-"

Spike groggily looked up, having awoken far too early in the morning for his liking. The little dragon's blurry eyes focusing on who it was that had interrupted his latest dream. A dream involving a field of diamonds, and in the middle, swimming as if through a sparkling lake, there had been a single white unicorn. His dream was quickly forgotten as his eyes found their focus and saw just who it was that had come knocking at his door.

"P-P-Princess L-Luna!"

"Forgive the early intrusion, Spike, was it? I am sorry to impose at such an early hour, but there is an urgent matter I must share with Twilight Sparkle. Is she awake?"

Spike took a moment to rub the lingering sleep from his eyes, stepping aside to allow the princess to step in from the street.

"I.. I don't think so. I can go wake her if you need?" Spike said, still in a bit of a daze from just waking up and from finding the princess at the door. He was sure Twilight wouldn't like being woken up this early, especially with how she's been sleeping lately. But whatever Luna needed, he knew the princess wouldn't have come here if it wasn't important.

"Please do. It is most imperative that I speak with her at once."

The moon goddess sat in the middle of the library's common room as she watched the little dragon head off to Twilight's bedroom. As she waited, she looked around the library. It looked just how she had remembered it. Well, to be honest, she had never set hoof inside this library. She had only peeked in through a window one night. Spying, would be the more proper term for what she had done. That had been what seemed like ages ago. In truth, it was a lifetime ago. A lifetime she wished dearly to forget.

Her moment of reflection was broken by a startled cry coming from the doorway to Twilight's bedroom.

"T-Twilight?!"

Luna was to her hooves and galloping for the bedroom the moment she heard Spike cry out. She slipped inside to find the dragon standing at the top of the stairs leading up to the bedroom's loft.

"What is it? Is something wrong?" She called up to the dragon.

"She... She's gone!"

"What?" In a few short bounds, Luna was at the top of the steps, stepping over the short dragon with her long legs. Sure enough, the bedroom was empty save for the alicorn and the dragon. They both looked around the room, searching for some sign of the unicorn. The bed was unmade, books stacked up around it almost like a protective fortress wall. The window leading out to the bedroom's large balcony was wide open, the curtains gently ruffling in the slight breeze which blew into the room.

Both the dragon and princess searched about, looking for anything, but Twilight was no where to be seen.

"I don't understand! W-where could she have gone?" Spike gasped, the little dragon was on the verge of panic. A hoof settled on his shoulder. He looked up, the tall alicorn giving him a gentle smile.

"I'll be alright, Spike. Now, tell me. Do you have any idea where she may of gone this early in the morning?"

"N-no... I mean, with how she's been feeling, I wouldn't think she'd even be getting up this early." Spike said with a shake of his head. Luna took a moment to process this. Was Twilight unwell?

"Has she been ill? Perhaps she left early to see a doctor?"

"Well... Not exactly..." Spike took a deep breath before he started to explain the past few days. "See, she had a little lab accident a few days ago. We took her to the doctor, but he said there wasn't anything wrong with her. Well, one of her eyes had turned blue. But the doctor said there wasn't anything wrong with it, so we all just went home. Then she started having bad dreams, and she'd wake up really tired in the mornings, but that's it."

Luna considered this for a while. As the Mistress of the Night, dreams were a realm she held sway over. She knew many of the mysteries hidden within a pony's dreams. But it was very rare that they held anything so serious as portents or warnings. And Twilight had proven to be a fairly logical, rational pony. Luna doubted the unicorn would let something like bad dreams spur her on to any rash action.

But still, this wasn't good. She needed Twilight's help to put an end to this rogue unicorn's attacks. True, she could possibly perform the tracking spells with the help of another unicorn, or even on her own. But without one as skilled and powerful as Twilight to assist her, it would take much longer. Not to mention there would be less of a chance of actually pinpointing the one unicorn they were after.

"Do not worry, loyal Spike." Luna said with a gentle smile, stroking a hoof down the worried dragon's spines "I am sure that Twilight is safe. And I shall help you find her, for I believe we both need her help now."

With a weak smile, Spike nodded to the princess. Together they both turned to leave the bedroom. Luna was already considering her plan of action. First, she should check the unicorn's friends. It was likely that one of them knew where she would be. As she and the dragon had nearly reached the steps leading down from the loft, Luna took note of something out of the corner of her eye.

It was small, something that could easily be missed. It wouldn't be out of place in any room, regardless of where it was. But something about the small picture frame had grabbed the alicorn's attention. Forgetting the worried Spike for a moment, Luna stepped over to the small vanity across from Twilight's bed, intent on a closer look at the figures held within the frame's picture.

She saw them, and felt her heart still for a moment.

"Spike... Who... Who are these ponies in this picture?" Luna asked, unable to stop a small inkling of dread from slipping into her voice. Thankfully the dragon didn't notice as he came over to see what had gotten the princess's attention. He looked into the picture and easily recognized the two ponies. Naturally, he knew them well, as they had helped Twilight raise him after he was first hatched.

"Oh, those are just Twilight's parents. Why do you ask?"

A sinking feeling came over Luna as she heard Spike's answer. She hoped it was nothing, that her sleep-deprived mind was just playing tricks on her. Making connections where they shouldn't be, and dredging up old memories from years past. But still, she couldn't simply ignore them. Not if there was a chance they were not mearly figments of her over-taxed mind.

"Do... Does Twilight keep any pictures of her grandparents? On her mother's side?"

Spike gave her a confused look at that. What could Twilight's grandparents have to do with any of this? But still, the tone of her voice told him it was important, at least to the princess. That was good enough. If Princess Luna had a reason for something, he shouldn't argue about it.

"I... I think so.. Um, just let me look around for a bit." He said as he started looking through drawers, one after the other. It took a bit of digging, but he eventually managed to come up with a small photo album. A few flips through the pages, and Spike turned it for Luna to see.

"Well, here they are." The photo showed two elderly ponies. One, an mare of soft blue coat and pink mane, her eyes slightly obscured by the glasses she wore. The other an older stallion, his moderate gray, and while his mane had long since disappeared, his tail showed a soft lavender that would match Twilight's own coat. It was clear they were both unicorns. "I'm still not sure what Twilight's grandparents have to do with any of this..."

Luna could do nothing but let her head hang low at the sight of the photo. How could she have forgotten? How could she not have noticed? Naturally, it had been thousands of years, but the resemblance was still there, as strong as the day she had seen fit to grace those unicorns with her 'blessing'. It wasn't beyond doubt, at least not yet. But now, things started to make more sense. And Luna started to fear that she was as much to blame as this 'rogue unicorn'.

She thought that was all in the past. That the long years had slowly diluted what she had done. That the family had slowly split so thin that no trace of their true heritage could ever be found again. But clearly, she had been gravely mistaken. The Stargazers had survived.

"Um... Are you alright, Princess?"

Slowly Luna lifted her head. It would do no good to mope and regret her past mistakes now. Now, she had to face them and hopefully save an innocent mare from causing more damage.

"I'll be alright, for now at least. Come, Spike. It is now more important than ever that we locate Twilight Sparkle." Luna said with a resolute nod to the tiny dragon. Together they both started down the steps, just as a knock sounded at the front door. Spike perked up at the sound, quickly rushing to the door.

"M-maybe that's her!" He exclaimed in a hopeful voice as he pulled the door open. Unfortunately the pony waiting outside was not Twilight.

"Princess Luna?" Night Watch asked, peering past the small dragon as the alicorn came up behind him.

"Do you have something to report, Captain Night Watch?"

"Yes, your highness." The police pony said as he let himself in, leaving a crestfallen Spike to quietly close the front door. "The mare we found, Miss Aloe, she regained consciousness and was able to give us some information."

"The mare you found? Wait, this... This doesn't have anything to do with the attack from the other night, does it?" Spike asked, suddenly worried again. If some pony was still attacking others at night, could Twilight be the latest victim? "There.. There hasn't been another attack, has there?"

Luna could just nod solemnly to the little dragon. There was no sense in shielding him from the current events now. At least, not from the basic information. Certain details though, Luna felt were best left unsaid. At least for now.

"Unfortunately. At least two that we know of." She said to the little dragon before turning her gaze to the police pony "What did Miss Aloe tell you?"

"Well, she said that her attacker had spoken to her just before the attack. But..." Luna could see that something was wrong. The stallion's face showed his confusion at the information he had, unable to process it himself in any way that made sense to him. Luna could already guess what that was. "She said her attacker wasn't a stallion. She couldn't place the voice, but she was sure it was a mare's voice."

With a sigh, Luna just nodded her head. She had suspected this, and now she felt sure of what she had feared. Still, there was one last thing she must check. One final piece of evidence she must put under scrutiny before she was willing to risk everything on her fears.

"Captain Night Watch. The first mare to be attacked, do you have her address?"

"You mean Miss Candlestick? Yes, of course, your majesty. She lives not far from here."

"Then please, take me to her. I must speak with her at once. There is one last thing I must be sure of..."

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Twilight had started to panic. The confidence from her acceptance of her new life forgotten as she watched the princess step into her library home. It was far too late to slip back in unnoticed now. But what could she do? She knew there wasn't enough time to sneak inside and act as if she had never left. Could she just act as if she had been out for a morning jog? Or maybe she had gotten up early to get to the bakery for the first fresh bread? Every excuse she came up with sounded flimsy and weak. There was no way she'd be able to bluff her way through this.

As far as she knew, the princess could already know everything. She could be there waiting to capture Twilight once she returned home. She couldn't take that risk, could she? But what could she do if she couldn't go home? She couldn't hide forever, could she? Perhaps she should move to a different town? Start all over, build her new family there? Maybe Fillydelphia? Maybe that wasn't far enough away. Maybe Trottingham? But she was off to such a good start here!

The mares of this town, they were simple and pure. They were perfect for Twilight. She loved how they felt, how they smelled. How could she just move on to strange mares? She couldn't just abandoned the mares of Ponyville. They needed her here, she was sure of that. Her friends needed her too!

She had to try something. She had to take a risk, even if she failed. It was the only way she could keep everything she had worked so hard for here. She had just gotten ready to make her attempt, to step up to the door to her home and assure the princess that everything was fine. Then she saw him. The police pony stepping up to her door. She was right. The princess was there to stop her. To prevent her from claiming any more mares. From building her wonderful family.

There was no other choice. She had to leave. Or at the very least, hide out somewhere for a while. Twilight hated the thought. Of abandoning her mares. But she had no other option. With a sigh, she closed her eyes, concentrating for a moment as her horn glowed softly. With a sudden flash, she vanished, only to reappear some distance away. Once again in a darkened alley way, she started to make her way from her home. But where?

She doubted there was anyplace within Ponyville that would be safe for her now. She was sure the police would check every building in town if they had to. No, she had to go someplace where no pony would think to look for her. The Everfree Forest was unlikely to be searched, but that in itself was a bad idea. It was far too dangerous, both for herself and for her mares. It was bad enough she had to hide from the authorities, but having to hide from the wild beasts of the forest would be even worse.

It would have to be some place large. Some place not easy for ponies to search through. And some place safe where she could rest. And she really needed the rest, it had been a busy night. Not to mention the day before had been rather exerting as well. She needed a place she could curl up somewhere soft. Some place shaded and hidden.

Of course! Whitetail Woods! It's not too far from Ponyville, but far enough and dense enough that no pony would think to search for her there. It was large and filled with enough hiding places that she could move around and keep out of sight for as long as she needed to. But best of all, it was still close enough for her to return when she needed to attend to her mares.

With a grin, Twilight turned and headed off. Her course clear, she could slip out of town and into the welcoming branches of Whitetail Woods before she was discovered. There she could get the rest she needed, and be ready to find another mare for her family.

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The was a knock at the door. She wasn't sure she wanted to answer it. She had been given time off of work, time that Candlestick needed to recover from her ordeal. Her friends had all come over. All of them asking if there was anything they could do for her. Any way they could help. Right now, she just wanted to be left alone.

As there was another knock at her door, Candlestick slowly lifted herself up off of her couch. Best to see who it was and just get them to go away so she could be alone. Since that night, she had trouble sleeping. It wasn't that she couldn't sleep, or that she was afraid to. No, she got to sleep just fine. But once she had drifted off, her dreams had left her with little rest. That night kept replaying in her dreams. The fear, the sensation, the humiliation.

They were disturbing dreams. Dreams that left her more worn out than when she had gone to bed. It didn't matter that she usually slept during the day. The dreams would come all the same. And when her eyes finally opened, the dreams left her, feeling tired. Feeling worn out. Feeling scared. Feeling as if something was missing. That was perhaps the most disturbing thing about them. She could feel that stallion inside her. Violating her, claiming her. But when the dreams ended, it was as if they took with them some part of herself she never realized she had missed.

With a sigh, she found herself at her front door now. Sliding the deadbolt back, she pushed open the door to see who it was that had come calling. Her eyes grew as big as saucers as she craned her neck up to look at the alicorn sitting on her doorstep.

"P-P-P-Princes!" Candlestick managed to squeak out in her tiny voice.

"Please forgive the unannounced visit." Luna said, lowering her head out of respect. "I realize this must be a difficult time for you. But I must make a request of you. Please understand that what I ask is very important."

She had been questioned over and over again by the town's small police force. To be honest, she was tired of answering questions. But this was the princess! Candlestick found it hard to tell her no, even if she had to sit through another round of the same questions.

"A-anything you n-need, y-your highness.." The tawny earth pony stammered as she nodded her head. Luna had to suppress a sigh at the way the mare was acting. Just like all the others. But now wasn't the time to bemoan her position as a princess. There were things that must be attended to.

"I will need to examine you, Miss Candlestick."

"E... Examine?" The earth pony was quite taken aback by this. The princess couldn't be serious, could she? After what she had been through, after all the feelings her dreams kept dredging up. Candlestick didn't think she could handle anything like that.

"Do not be frightened. This will not be an ordinary examination." The princess reassured the nervous mare. Her smile was gentle, if a bit tired "I will not even need to touch you. All you have to do is remain still."

"Well... Well alright.. If that's all I have to do.." Candlestick said, taking a deep breath as she closed her eyes. She trusted the princess, but right now the amount of trust she was able to give anypony was disturbingly small. Luna smiled softly as she regarded the earth pony.

'The poor mare. She's taking all this very hard. I just hope for her sake that I'm wrong about this. I'm not sure she could handle any more bad news.'

With her eyes closed, Luna slowly leaned her head down, close to the mare before her. Her horn started to glow, pulsing slowly as it's indigo energies reached out. Again, Luna could see the room in her mind's eye. The familiar, faint glow of an earth pony's magical aura was clear in her mind. Candlestick had a pleasant, though troubled glow. It was a deep indigo, not too different from Luna's own, though much much weaker. A pony who's talent involved the night and working so late. How interesting. Luna watched as the mare's glow trembled and shifted nervously. It was a sad sight, how a pony's state of mind would effect their magical presence. But that wasn't what Luna was searching for. She had expected that.

A closer look revealed what she had been looking for. There was something different about Candlestick's aura. Something that should not be there otherwise. Hiding, as if it was afraid to be seen, deep inside the glow of the mare. Luna found it, the small but radiant glow of a unicorn.

Luna slowly opened her eyes, the glow about her horn subsiding. With a sigh she looked over the mare in front of her. Luna couldn't tell her. Not now, it was much too soon. But she needed to know eventually.

"Thank you, Miss Candlestick. Please, do not worry. Once this is all over, I will be visiting you again. There is much we must discuss."

And with that, Luna turned and slipped out of the mare's home. Candlestick watched her go, more confused than before the princess had arrived. With a sigh, she slowly slipped back onto her couch. She had suddenly became much more tired. With a little groan, she decided she could risk more dreams if it meant a bit of rest, and closed her eyes.

The door to the mare's home shut, glowing a soft indigo as Luna stepped outside, rejoining Night Watch and Spike. The two of them had waited outside for the princess's return, and now they took in her rather grin expression with worry.

"Well? What happened?" Spike was the first to ask, though Night Watch was wondering the same thing.

"I am afraid my suspicions were correct. Captain Night Watch, please inform your subordinates that they should be on the look out for a lavender unicorn by the name of Twilight Sparkle. Search every building in Ponyville if you have to, but she must be found and detained. She is not to be harmed, is that clear?"

Night Watch nodded, offering a quick salute to the princess. Spike looked back and forth between them. The turn of events had left the little dragon confused, bewildered, and more than a little panicked.

"W-wait.. Is Twilight in trouble? What's going on?"

Luna sighed softly, watching as Night Watch headed off to inform the other police ponies. Once he was gone, she leaned down, placing a hoof gently on Spike's shoulder.

"Spike, please understand. Twilight is not in any danger. Of that I am most sure of. But we must find her for her own good. I am afraid she has gotten herself into a, um, situation that she can not handle on her own."

"What kind of situation?"

Luna struggled with a way to tell him. How could she explain that his caretaker, the one pony he had trusted more than any pony else, was the pony responsible for these attacks?

"Spike, trust that I would never lie to you. There are things I will need to explain to you. Things that may be difficult for you to accept. But now is not the time. First we must... We must..."

Spike watched as the princess spoke, her eyes starting to droop. Her lids getting heavier and heavier as her words got softer and more distant. Eventually her eyelids met, and her words trailed off into soft breaths and hushed snores. With little warning she had fallen asleep mid sentence.

"Um... Princess?" He said, looking a bit worried. After a moment more, he reached out, gently shaking her. "Princess Luna?"

"Wha!" Luna gasped, her eyes flying open as she looked about frantically. Had... Had she just passed out? "W-what happened?"

"Are you alright? You look like you haven't slept in days..." Spike asked as he kept her hand on the princess's side.

"I'm fine... I'm fine... I just need to find Twilight. We don't have much.. Much..." Before she could stop them, her eyes had started to close again. It was only another shake from the little dragon that kept her from slipping totally into blissful sleep.

"I think you need to get some sleep first. You're running on empty as it is"

"I... I cant.. There's not enough time..." Luna tried to protest, taking a step away from the little dragon. Her hooves felt as if they were on ice, shaking and scooting about as her sense of balance had suddenly left her entirely. Little clawed hands pressed to her side, keeping her from tumbling over into the street.

"Sorry, princess. But there's no way you're going to be doing anything till you've had a few hours sleep, at the very least!"

"I... I relent... Very well, let us return to the library..." Luna sighed, her head drooping as she slowly started to make her way down the street, leaning heavily on the poor dragon as he struggled to keep her upright. In the back of her mind, Luna was already forming plans to make her sister pay for sending her on this mission. She just hoped that Twilight was not as far gone as she feared the unicorn was.

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The light of the rising sun filtered through the many leaves of the trees of Whitetail Woods. The harsh light was softened, scattered about by the time it reached the forest floor. The warmth of the day had just started to settle in, making what had been a cool, dark forest into a pleasant expanse of shade and shadows. It was the perfect place for some much needed rest.

Twilight smiled softly as she slipped between two pushes. It wasn't going to be as soft as her own bed, but she could deal with it for now. The sounds of the woods, the smell of the trees. It was all pleasant and soothing. Yes, this would do well for now.

"I guess this is home for now. Still, I'll miss my bed... But I'd miss my mares even more."

She said it freely. There was no reason to keep it hidden in her mind any longer. She was what she was, and she was proud to admit it. She would rest here, let her mind and body recover for a while. And then, she would find another mare. Another mother for her foals. Another conquest to add to her family. Already she could feel the weight between her thighs. The feeling of her heavy sack brushing against the inside of her hind legs, she was already preparing for the next mare. Yes, she was, without a doubt, the greatest stallion alive.

"Hehe, and so much more."

Twilight giggled as she found a soft patch, shaded by some bushes. It was far enough from the main trail that she wouldn't be disturbed, even in the middle of the day. With a moment to gather up some extra leaves and clear some small rocks, she settled down. Testing her makeshift bed first, she sighed pleasantly as she let her weight shift form her legs to the ground.

"Mmm... Just a little sleep... And then... More mares..."

She groaned softly, snuggling down as she thought about her plans for the rest of the day, letting her eyes drift shut as fatigue overtook her. This time, when the dreams came, she welcomed them. She relished them. Her dreams were now a delight. Not just the mares she had already claimed, but the ones she would claim soon. In her dreams, she watched them all struggle and resist, only to be reduced to trembling heaps before her. Each one falling prey to her power, to her virility. Each one her's to do with as she pleased. It was a good, pleasurable dream.

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The sun was warm on her face, and gently filtered through her eyelids. The sweet scents the breeze carried to her slowly roused Twilight from her dreams. They were good dreams, sticky and sweet. Only a day ago, the same dreams terrified and confused her. But now, they brought with them a sense of being refreshed. It had been a good night's sleep. As her eyes slowly drifted open, she realized it hadn't been a night's sleep at all.

It was late in the afternoon, and the sun had made it's march across the sky while she dozed under the cover of trees. Of course, she considered that this was perfectly fine. She knew she would be spending more time about at night now. Sleeping in the day was going to make that much easier. With a pleasant sigh she stretched her limbs out, feeling joints pop and kinks straighten.

She was right though, this hadn't been as comfortable as her bed. Her limbs were stiff, and her back ached a bit. It was all the price she payed for sleeping on leaves instead of a soft mattress. At least her dreams didn't keep her from sleeping anymore. If anything, they had helped her get what rest she had managed to get.

A groan slipped out from her lips as she rolled onto her side. A glance down along her body and she was greeted by the sight of her little monster, standing hard and proud against her belly.

"Mmmm... Morning to you too.." She said with a yawn. One hoof reached up to rub sleep from her eyes. The other slipped down, giving a slow stroke down her shaft. She felt herself throb softly to her touch, her flesh was hard, the skin taunt across her length. As she brushed the last remnants of sleep from herself, she took a moment to examine herself. To finally appreciate her massive member for what it truly was. It was a thing of beauty to her now.

Another stroke, almost affectionately. She almost regretted ever wishing to be rid of it. It seemed to right to her now. So much a part of who she was. Of what she was. Neither stallion or mare, but the best of both. She knew that only she could appreciate her mares. What a mare was. What a mare could do. What a mare could give. And she knew that, deep down, her mares appreciated her. Even if they resisted, she knew it was for their own good too.

With a little grunt, she lifted herself up to her hooves, feeling her member bounce and slap against her belly. It gave her a little shiver to feel the weight smack against her, pressing firmly against her breasts as the root of her length bobbed up and down.

"Oooo... First thing's first though.."

A little giggle escaped her lips as she looked about. Finding a suitable spot, Twilight made her way over from her sleeping spot. A blush started to creep over her cheeks as a pleasant sigh escaped her. Even with everything she'd done, everything she had become, she couldn't help but feel embarrassed about taking care of her business in the open like this. Even though there was no pony to see her, as she felt herself release the pressure built up while she slept, feeling it surge through her heavy shaft, Twilight was still embarrassed.

That taken care of, she carefully brushed some fallen leaves over it. No sense in being unhygienic, even if she now basically lived in the woods. Now, on to other matters. There were plenty of fresh leaves still growing all around her. She was sure at the very least some of them were edible. But still, she didn't relish the thought of having to make due with those.

That was when the scent drifted to her on the breeze. Twilight's eyes closed as her nose picked up the lingering scent. It was sweet and fresh, warmed by the sun and carried on the wind. She knew that scent, and it made her stomach growl softly. It was apples.

She had almost forgotten! She had to be close, it made sense. Whitetail Woods was not far from Sweet Apple Acres. Even at this distance, Twilight could smell the sweet aroma of the apples, still ripening in the trees. They would be just the thing for breakfast. But where there were apples, there would be Applejack.

The thought brought a groan from deep in Twilight's throat. She would be there. The memory of Applejack's visit in the library came back to her. She had been such a foal, she should of done it then? Why did she resist? Why had she not just mounted that lovely creature then and there? The memory of Applejack's scent, her form, the way she shifted with every step she took. A grunt escaped Twilight as her hips jerked on their own, her still erect member smacking her belly. That was what she really wanted for breakfast.

With a lick to her lips, Twilight took off, galloping through the woods towards the source of that sweet scent. Her heart was racing at the thought of getting a hold of Applejack's divine body. Each step she took, she could feel her member smack soundly against her. As she ran, she had to bite her lip. She could feel herself throb and pulse, feel string of pre connecting her tip to her chest as every motion just excited her more. She was going to find that sweet farm mare. She was going to make that delectable creature her's.

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The day had started early, as always. No time to be wasted, not when there were chores to be done. That's how it was every day on the farm, and that was how Applejack liked it. With a grunt she pulled another barrel over, dragging the wooden tub to another tree. Turning away, she took a deep breath, lifting her back legs. With a sharp exhale, she kicked them out, her hooves thudding powerfully against the trunk. The branches shook, the leaves rustled, and apples fell like rain around her. Ducking her head for a moment in case one took a fancy to land on her, she looked about. A satisfied smile crossed her lips as she had managed to once again get most of the apples to fall into the barrel.

"A'right, that's a'nother one." The farm pony said in her usual drawl.

She had been out here for most of the day. This was the edge of the orchard, the trees closest to the woods that bordered her farm. These trees always seemed to come into season before the others. And so, they were always the first ones harvested. It wasn't that Applejack minded. Far from it, it meant that they had apples to sell that much earlier. It was just a lot of work to do. But she was out here all the same. This was her life, and it was simple and honest.

With a smile she leaned down, taking a hold of the barrel's handle in her teeth, she started to slowly drag it over with the others. It was hard work, and it clearly showed on the mare. Her coat shone with the sweat that had built up just under her fur. Her mane and tail, while still tied up in braids, was messed slightly, hairs out of place. She looked as if she had been worked near to the bone, but in reality she felt good. She was used to work this hard, and it didn't bother her one bit.

Applejack took stock of all the barrels she had gathered and filled. That would be enough for now, the sun was starting to get low, and it would soon be time to finish chores closer to the barn. With a flick of her tail, she made her way over to a long tarp, laying folded on the ground. She'd have to cover the apples and tie the tarp down to keep them safe over night till she could return with her brother in the morning to gather them and bring them to the barn. She had just reached down to pick up the rope, intended to tie the tarp down, when her ears picked up a strange sound.

Somewhere, off through the apple trees, Applejack thought she heard a long, low groan.

"Whut in tarnation?"

That was an odd sound to hear all the way out here. But still, she needed to see what it was. The rope and tarp forgotten, Applejack headed slowly in through the orchard, glancing about as her ears flicked and swiveled to pick up any other sounds. The sun was getting low, inching it's way closer to the peaks of the mountains, and the shade provided by the orchard's trees cast everything in a dim light. Again, she heard a sound. This time a soft, deep moan.

"Applebloom? Iz that you?" Applejack looked form left to right, trying to find where these sounds were coming from. "Ya know ya'll ain't sposed ta be a playin' out here."

No answer, only another breathy moan. The sound of some pony moving between the trees. It all started to make Applejack feel very worried, as if her orchard was no longer a safe place. Thoughts about what had happened in town starting to grow in her mind as she heard more movement. Closer now.

"Mmm... Hello, Applejack..."

"GHAA!"

Applejack whirled around, rearing up to her hind legs. The moment she saw who had came up behind her though, her heart settled into a more normal pace and her hooves came back down to the ground.

"Thank goodness, Twilight. Ya'll sure did give me a right fright there."

Applejack smiled at seeing her friend, having to slow her breathing from the scared panting it had become. She reached up to push her hat back into place as she looked at the lavender unicorn. Twilight was looking at her intently, her eyes wide while a grin was spread across her lips. She watched her friend's eyes. They seemed to be roving all over.

"Um... Twi? Ya'll 'aright, sugarcube?"

The look in Twilight's eyes was starting to eat away at the relief Applejack had at seeing her friend again. It looked hungry. Crazed. Dangerous. Twilight drunk in the sight of her sumptuous friend. She breathed deep, salivating at the scent that drifted around the farm pony's body. Even the scent of the apples she grew could not compare. The look of worry she started to take on, it just made her seem all the sweeter.

"Mmmm... Oh yes... I'm wonderful.." Twilight took a step closer, never once letting her eyes leave the sight of pure unrefined beauty before her. Another step closer and Applejack took a step back. So she wants to resist? That's even better. "Now that I get to have you..."

"Yer... Yer talkin' all crazy like, Twi..." Applejack took another step back as Twilight kept trying to get closer, the unicorn's horn starting to glow as her grin turned mischievous. Her eyes never left Applejack, the more they watched her, the more disturbed Applejack became. She watched as Twilight's lips parted, her tongue slowly stroking over her lips.

Suddenly something came crashing into the back of Applejack's head, hard enough to make her vision go white for a moment. The branch had come out of nowhere, floating with a violet glow above the dazed farm pony. Applejack slumped forwards, groaning as her vision swam about and her limbs buckled under her.

Twilight's grin turned into a smirk. The branch was flicked away as she looked over through the trees. Magical rope was well and good, but her little work mare required something more real. The rope slithered it's way through the trees like a snake, coiling up for a moment before raising up for examination by it's master. Yes, this will do perfectly. As her eyes turned back to her little farm pony, Twilight sent the rope to wind it's way around Applejack's hooves, binding them tightly together all at once.

The world slowly came back to poor Applejack, starting to settle like a reflection on the surface of a pond as the bump to the back of her head started to throb. Trying to get back to her hooves, she found that she couldn't. Panic started to rise up as she quickly found herself hogtied. Her eyes frantically looked about, quickly finding Twilight looming over her.

"Tw-Twilight... Whut's the idear.. Whut are ya..." As her eyes focused better, she realized something wasn't right. Something was looming under her friend. Something that shouldn't be there. "W-whut the buck is dat!?"

"Hehe, do you like it?" Twilight giggled, turning to give her new mare a better view. She posed proudly, lifting one hoof and giving her rump a small shake. That sent her length swaying back and forth, almost hypnotically. "You're about to get to know it very well, my little mare."

"Ya.... Ya cant mean... Ya ain't gonna..." Applejack's mouth went dry as it dawned on her. What her friend was about to do to her. "HALP! Some pony, HALP!"

Twilight winced at the sudden cries for help. A quick glance about and she found what she needed. With a smirk she lowered her head a bit, horn glowing once again. Applejack's cries for help paused for a moment as her own hat floated into view.

"Mmm.. As much as I'd love to hear you scream for me, I just cant have that right now..."

"BIG MAC! GRANNY! HAL-" And with that, Applejack's mouth was filled, stuffed with her own hat. She could taste the dust and her own sweat from all the work she had done that day. More rope wound itself around her muzzle, clamping her mouth shut and trapping her hat inside. Try as she might, nothing could come out past the gag beyond a muffled squeal.

"Now that we're both ready..." Twilight licked at her lips again, her horn glow as she lifted her bound friend, moving her closer. Applejack was still struggling, trying to work her hooves free, but making little progress at all. She found herself being settled back on the ground, pushed over till her cheek was pressed against the grass, her hooves under herself, and her rump forced up into the air.

She could feel warm breath blowing against her rear. A startled gasp struggled to escape past Applejack's gag as her tail flicks about and tried to tuck up between her legs. It was her last attempt to protect herself from what was about to happen. Unfortunately, it did little to stop her friend, now her rapist. More rope wound itself around the end of her braided tail, yanking it up and over her back. The rope snaked around her middle, lashing her tail firmly in place till the only movement she could make was to wag it side to side. Applejack was now exposed, her marehood open to the air.

And she could feel it blowing hot against her. Blown from the nose of her best friend. Twilight breathed deep, smelling that thick, musky scent. This was pure heaven. The sweet aroma of a mare, unperfumed. Not covered with sweet oils or fancy soaps. This was raw, primal, and so very intoxicating.

"Oh Applejack... You're just the mare I've been needing..."

Twilight groaned, her breath hot as she pressed herself against her friend's rump. She couldn't help it, she needed more of that scent. The farm pony's sweat worked up into a musk. Twilight nuzzled and ground against Applejack's flank. She breathed deeply, her nose pressed hard against her friend's coat. Every breath made her head swim, like a sweet drug. Her tongue flicked out, caressing along Applejack's rear. Those bright apples, her friend's cutie mark. The taste was far more delicious than any apple could ever be. She teased and stroked her tongue against her trembling friend, each lap bring more of the musky taste.

Slowly the unicorn worked her way back, her tongue pulling back now and then so she could nip and bite gently at her work pony's hide. Each time a sharp gasp and squeal escaped past the gag. Applejack struggled, legs jerking and head shaking side to side as she felt those teeth nip at her. She couldn't see what Twilight was doing, her head turned to the wrong side. But she could see the unicorn's tail flicking about in excitement. See under herself at her friend's member.

That filled poor Applejack with terror. It was monstrous! She had never seen a stallion's length before, except for her brother. And that had been when they were both foals. It had been a silly game, a foalish dare. But this was something far different. It was threatening, intimidating. And positively huge. The sheer size of her friend put Applejack in fear for her life. What would that thing do to her? Would it even be able to fit into her?

For a moment, that thought brought some slight hope to the bound pony. If Twilight was too big, if she couldn't force herself in, would she give up? It was short lived hope. With the look in her friend's eyes, the way she teased and moaned, Applejack doubted that even difficulties of size would stop the crazed unicorn. Another nip at her rump, this one much harder, brought her out of her thoughts and back to the torment she was being put through.

Twilight's nibbling had brought her to her friend's rear. She gazed at it, the soft layer of fat, cultivated from generous, home cooked meals. It disguised powerful muscles, grown and trained from years of hard farm work. It was a sight more magnificent to the unicorn than the sun or moon. And between those sweet orange globes, a mare's true treasure. It was nestled tightly, so small it could almost be overlooked. With her mouth dripping with saliva, Twilight pressed her lips to it.

The taste, it was divine. Musky and sweet, raw and delicious. Her lips suckled at the mound, pulling hungrily at the soft folds. Her tongue wormed against it, wriggling to push the tiny passage open. Applejack groaned as she felt that tongue pressing into her, her legs jerking as her tender folds were forced to part around the wet little muscle. Twilight's lips pressed tightly to her, suckling as she worked her tongue in deeper, lapping and caressing those warm folds. Again and again she let herself suckle hungrily at her friend. Eventually, her head swimming and dizzy with lust, she pulled back, nearly drooling from the taste as strands of spittle trailed from her lips to Applejack's sex.

Applejack's eyes trembled, watching her friend lick at her lips. She could feel tears starting to well up, her vision starting to swim about as she watched Twilight savoring the lingering taste of the farm pony's sex. How could her friend be doing this to her? How could Twilight have lost her mind and turned into this? It was just too much for the poor mare to handle, closing her eyes as she whimpers, trembling as she felt hooves press down on her flank.

Her lips still sticky with Applejack's juices, Twilight had reared up, her hooves coming down to stroke and knead at her friend's rump. She wanted to savor this, out here where no pony was likely to disturb her. She looked down at her bound, whimpering friend with dreamy eyes. Tight then, to Twilight, she looked like a perfect mare. Those hips, those legs, that plot. There was simply just one thing she was missing. And that, Twilight was determined to take care of. With a deep murr, the unicorn slipped her forelegs around her friends, squeezing Applejack tightly as her hips pressed forwards.

Applejack's eyes flew open. She felt it, that massive thing against her. Pushing, nudging, demanding. With each shove it got more and more insist ant. It felt like it was trying to crush her. It felt like, if it couldn't penetrate her, it would flatten her. Her heart raced, panic gripping her as tightly as Twilight's limbs. She could feel it starting to force her open, stretching her tender petals apart. Oh, Celestia, it was going to split her in two!

Little by little, Twilight could feel her friend starting to give. To open up. But it wasn't enough. To think that a mare like Applejack would be so small. That she would be unable to simply dive into such a divine creature's depths. But she soon realized why. A wicked grin spreading across her lips.

"Mmm... My my... Applejack.. I guess I get to be first..."

And with that, Twilight jerked her hips forward just slightly. She could feel it, the resistance just inside her friend. Her tip pressing against it. Each thrust she felt Applejack flinch, a sharp whimper squeezed out of her again and again. Twilight teased at that tiny barrier, tormenting her friend's innocence before, with a deep breath, her hips pulled back, then dove right in.

Applejack's scream would have been deafening, had she not be muffled by her own hat. Her both thrashing, legs frantically trying to kick free as she felt herself ripping around that massive girth. Tears poured down her cheeks as she tried to process what had just happened. Her best friend, Twilight, had taken her virginity. Her first time with a stallion, or otherwise, and it was being bound like a hog and forced to take something thicker than a prize winning red delicious.

Twilight groaned, sucking breath back in through her teeth. It was so tight, painfully so. She could feel her friend's passage, it was spasming, squeezing frantically around her. She could feel muscles trembling around her as her hips pulled back slightly, only to ram inwards again. By Celestia, Twilight felt she could die happy right then, the sensation so intense. She could feel muscles strain and give up as they were forced past their limits. Feel the tender, pulsing walls becomes as tight and taunt as a drum around her, her member jerking, throbbing against them. Each pulse of her length threatened to tear through her friend's tightly straining passage, those silken walls pushed far too wide. It felt divine.

Another thrust, grunting with effort, Twilight leaned forwards. She nuzzled and licked, nipping at Applejack's neck. She felt her friend shake and spasm under her. Each thrust bringing a squeal of pain. Twilight loved it. She was more stallion than her friend could handle, and that fact made her feel even better. Each thrust she took was stronger, more powerful, each muffled scream and cry reminding her just how much in control she was.

"Oh, goodness, Applejack... Ungh... You're so tight! Mmm... Yes... I... I'll have to do this again.. After... After our foal is born.."

Those words cut through the pain, the humiliation. Did Twilight just say that? Did she really mean it? Applejack's mind reeled from it, her friend was trying to get her pregnant?! The next thrust brought a fresh scream from her throat. Feeling Twilight's member, that huge cocktip sinking deeper, closer to Applejack's womb. It couldn't be true. She was a mare, Twilight was a mare. Even if she had that, that thing. She couldn't get her pregnant, could she?

Applejack didn't want to find out. In a panic her efforts to break free doubled. She tried to kick, try to pull her hooves free. Tried to push the gag out with her tongue. Tried to chew through her own hat and rope. Nothing she did seemed to help, it all just seemed to encourage Twilight to thrust harder, push deeper. It felt like she was being torn in two. Soon the world around her was lost in a sea of tears and a haze of pain. Deep inside she felt a sharp pain at one of Twilight's thrusts. The pain slowly started to melt, leaving away the aching feeling of her entire being filled beyond her limits. Twilight had just rammed against her womb!

Twilight was in heaven. No, it was more than that. She felt herself sink in as far as possible. Her pulsing cocktip pressing at Applejack's most hidden treasure. That warm, fertile womb. This was what Twilight was after. Just the thought of this perfect mare growing round with her foal, it sent shivers up and down Twilight's spine. With a throaty groan, she pulled back, only to sink in to the depths again. She panted with the effort, the feeling around her. Applejack's body, unable to resist any longer, started to give in. To accept, to enjoy. She could feel the dampness surround her. The tightness flexing. Her little farm mare was starting to accept that she belonged to Twilight.

Her body shook, a sob choked against her gag. There was nothing she could do. No way to escape her fate. No way to stop her friend from breeding her. But worst of all, through all the pain, all the violence, she could feel herself starting to moisten. She felt that massive length pull back. Could hear the suckling sound as her tender folds clung to it. And she felt her juices starting to run down from it. They seeped around that massive shaft, running under her flank to drip from her hardening teats. Despite herself, despite her shame, her body had accepted it's fate.

She could feel herself flexing inside, the sensation of having something so massive buried in her body sending tingled up and down her limbs. She felt humiliated. Her friend was using her, making her into nothing more than a fertile brood mare, but she couldn't resist it. Her body wouldn't let her resist any longer. It almost wanted this, to feel itself being used, being ruined. Being claimed. The next thrust of her friend's length brought a harsh squeal, then a long, painful moan. She couldn't resist it, she almost wanted it to hurt more.

Twilight could feel her little mare's sides shake. They heaved and flexed, gasping in breaths with every thrust she took. Her own breath blew against Applejack's mane. Each breath drinking in the scent of her perfect brood mare. Her hips bucked, jerking back only to drive in deep, ramming harder and harder at the entrance to her friend's womb.

"Ungh! That... That's it... We're going to make a perfect family.. Mmmm... Ahhh! You... You're going to give me lots of foals.. Aren't you, Applejack?"

She felt it, that massive shaft deep inside. Her mistress's shaft, it was swelling. It was growing thicker, the tip straining her insides, threatening to rip her apart. Those words, those taunts. They brought fresh tears of shame, made her whole body shake because Applejack couldn't deny them. Her whole body was quaking, spasming as it accepted it all, gave in to the total rule of her friend. Her whole being had become centered on that powerful length buried deep inside her. Twilight's words rang in Applejack's ears, and she hated herself for wanting to answer 'yes!'.

Her hips jerked, pressing harder and harder against Applejack's rump. Twilight panted, her breath hot as a furnace as she ground herself to that wonderfully firm yet yielding rear, feeling that passage get tighter and tighter. A scream building in her throat before she silenced it, her teeth clamping down on the back of Applejack's neck, pulling at her mane and hide as everything came crashing down at once. She came, her hot seed bubbling up from her tight sack, surging through her shaft. With one final shove of her hips, her fat, swollen cocktip grinding hard at her friend's womb, straining it's entrance till it parted, and Twilight's virile unicorn sperm gushed in.

That bite, that feeling, her insides awash in her mistress's thick cream. Everything that Applejack had been became meaningless in that moment. As much as she wanted to resist, as much as she wanted to be able to walk away from this, she knew she couldn't. Not now, not ever. Not now that she felt Twilight inside her, her friend's hot seed flooding her womb. She could feel it building inside her, the pressure growing as more and more was pumped into her. Her whole body trembled, an impassioned cry trying to escape her mouth through her gag. That hot mass of seed melting away her sense of self. For that moment, Applejack couldn't be who she once was, all she could be was a helpless brood mare. Nothing but the womb for Twilight's foal. Tears flowed from her cheeks, weeping for her old life as she felt her belly start to swell. She felt as if she was going to burst from it all, but still Twilight continued to spasm and pump more thick, burning, wonderful unicorn seed into her.

She never knew it could feel this good. Those other mares, how they pleasured Twilight. But this, her divine brood mare, was so much beyond them. Her warm body, soft and strong at the same time. Her tight passage, ruined and quivering. Her ripe and fertile womb, swollen with seed, accepting all she offered. With a long, breathless groan, she let go of Applejack's neck, her teeth leaving slight welts, and she collapsed on top of her trembling mare's back. Her whole body tingled, her lungs burning for cool air. She was exhausted, as if all that she was had been forced into Applejack's waiting belly.

Eventually the tide slowed, her shaft stopped to pulse and strain. Now Twilight laid with her forelimbs wrapped around the quivering Applejack, her shaft still deep inside, holding back the flood of seed that had been forced into the poor mare's belly. Applejack could feel herself straining around it, struggling to contain so much potent cream. It felt as if she might drown in it at any moment. In a way she had, she had lost her life to that huge flood, and now all that seemed to remain was the feeling of being so painfully filled. Her body just couldn't go on, her mind couldn't take anything more. She felt tears seep from her eyes as they closed. It seemed the only thing that kept her from slipping away were the legs wrapped around her and that powerful member rooted deep inside her body.

As the sun set and the orchard grew dark, the two mares, once friends but now mistress and brood mare, dozed amongst the apple trees. They stayed like that, locked together as one being, as the moon rose in the sky. It would be a couple hours before Applejack's eyes slowly started to open. Her mouth felt dry and raw, her bent hat on the ground in front of her. Her ankled were sore but untied. As she tried to move, her belly lurched and sloshed, still painfully full despite the way her hind legs were stuck together, her tail soaked through. Her friend, no, her mistress, was no where to be seen...