Twilight, true to her general nature, had been a bit of a perfectionist in the crafting of her version of the idol. She had wanted to make an exact replica, like had been done with her magic, but Daring had stated that Twilight herself had to create the item with her personal impressions of what the best materials were. The “shrine” had been easier than anticipated, it was just copies of her personal favorite texts arranged in a house-like configuration with an open wall that would be her position for placing the item in question. The material itself was a bit tricky, so she decided to go with Daring’s suggestion of things that she personally saw as representing her more meaningful connections.

She carefully carved an imitation of the idol out of a piece of applewood that was the the length of her forearm and about as thick as Applejack’s forearm, both mares had been somewhat surprised to find such an item in the pile of kindling and deadwood the farm mare and her family had piled up a few days prior with Applejack actually saying she was going to investigate who had thrown the piece on the pile and see if there were any other pieces in the pile that conceivably be used as art or workpieces.

It had been some time since Twilight and her friends had established the school, a school that was now run and operated by many of its former students with Twilight still as the official headmaster and merely dropping in every few months to check on things and deal with anything that might require her attention. Her next visit to the school wasn’t for another week so, and before Daring’s project, she had been feeling rather bored. Cadance had told her about how uninvolved she usually was with the Crystal Empire, thus her enjoyment of things that tended to deviate from the norm, a sentiment that Flurry Heart seemed to exemplify to the Nth degree. Flurry was obviously excited about being involved as an observer in the project, so much so Cadance and Shining Armor had expressed their concerns on the matter to Twilight on more than one occasion. The problem was that Twilight was echoing her niece more than she cared to admit as of late. After she had managed to carve the idol, which was clearly of an inferior quality of craftsmanship than what she was trying to duplicate, much to her own frustration. Using her magic to touch up the carving, bringing it a bit closer to what she had been aiming for, she looked over handiwork before continuing on with additional components.

She placed metal pieces of silver and gold crafted with her magic to resemble Spike’s spines along the spine of the wooden figure as signifiers, thankful she had thought to craft the spines ahead of time and place points along the statue’s back to fit the pieces of crafted metal in. She then used a piece of discarded cloth Rarity had been more than happy to do up like a traditional cleric’s robe, upon the statue and then placed a small clipping of the manes of Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash on the statue’s attire in such a way the locks resembled a sash and belt. She then placed an overly glittered pair of gloves for the statue that Pinkie had provided her. She then pinned a decorative heart made from the hair of Shining Armor, Cadance, Flurry Heart, her mother, and her father over the statue’s chest. When all that was done, she took a small braid of Starlight Glimmer’s hair and wound it into a circlet that she placed on the idol’s head.

After giving her work five checks to make sure everything was good go, this is Twilight Sparkle we’re talking about, she place the idol in the house she had prepared for it. She had her doubts, but she was far more curious about things than she was doubtful. If she really could form a line of communication with an ancient dragon deity she was more than happy to try and make contact. This was going to be an interesting night. First thing was first, Twilight wanted to appear as a gracious host, so she placed an offering of a small offering of some food and a miniaturized copy of Equestrian history before the idol. Thankfully, she had thought to put the idol in her room, mostly to ensure it wasn’t disturbed during these first few nights after she had finished it. She was working on a stand in the library that would house idol, but until she had it fully worked out and made it would remain in her quarters.

Deciding it really wouldn’t matter much, Twilight decided to lock her room and sleep in the nude. Her naked form on the bed slowly began to slow down until she found herself deep within REM sleep. What came next was both a surprise and not.

Twilight found herself in a strange almost dream-like environment, completely naked, with a crown that looked and felt like it was made of literature pieces. Why did she have an accessory while also being completely naked?

“Greetings, Twilight Sparkle,” came a sultry draconic voice, Twilight turned to Zelshirska with apple green scales and a set of silver and gold spines running down her back. As was par for the course, the dragoness was devoid of any attire. Her bust was clearly bountiful, even when you scaled her down from being seven times Twilight’s size. “I’m rather pleased with your attempt at making a representation of me, most entities would give up part way through and pass off the task to another at around three or four times.”

“I take it that’s what the dragons did,” said Twilight with piqued curiosity.

“The crafting of my first representation was passed around to a dozen or so dragons, most tend to have short attention spans when it comes to anything that isn’t food, fighting, or shiny. They’ve gotten a bit better at maintaining focus over the past few centuries, but Spike in particular has much better self-control and focus than most dragons out there. An attribute he likely gained from being raised among the ponies of Equestria, an attribute I would love to see more dragons adopt as time moves forward.”

“Well, we can’t know what the future truly holds,” said Twilight. After she said that she started ogling the dragoness, much to her own surprise and annoyance.

“I have no problem with you admiring my form,” said Zalshirka with a bit of a giggle.

“I think I know where Daring got that relaxed attitude towards being looked at by others,” Twilight mumbled under her breath.

“Daring Do developed her general disdain for attire from her prior occupation,” said Zalshirska offhandedly, almost as if she was stating a commonly known fact, “and it’s not uncommon for those of a clerical order to develop or gain personality quirks that are akin to the deity they have devoted themselves to. It’s more so a case with Daring due to her aura having a higher degree of resonance with my own energies than most mortals. She’s still her, at the core, but she just adopted some of the quirks I have.”

“Such as her casual disregard for who is around her when she kisses, in a rather intimate way I gathered from my observations.”

“I suppose,” said Zalshirska, “I used to do such actions with my sisters from time to time, mostly as a way of messing with them. Deities like to seek entertainment wherever they can get it, the goings on of mortals can be amusing but usually passes by a bit too quickly for us. For those of us in the godly realms time flows at drastically different rates, and usually in response to our personal states. If we are bored or tired time will literally crawl for us to the point months or years can go by in the mortal realm while hardly a few minutes have passed for us.”

“Which means the inverse is true,” said Twilight picking up on implications.

“Yes, but sometimes the opposite can hold true. Every now and then those things that usually would make time crawl actually make it speed up, often to the point a decade or so can go by in the span of one of our hours. Of course, the emotional state of other beings in our realm, mortal or divine, can also influence the way time flows in this realm. When my sister awaken, and I certainly hope it is within this century, we are going to fall into quite the interesting interactions. Feel free to visit me anytime.”

With that Twilight woke up, feeling both refreshed and like she had just gotten over running a marathon for some reason. This was especially evident by the damp portion of her sheets that basically made her outline, unfurled wings and all, and the fact she had plenty of energy for the day. She was excited for her next foray into Zelshirska’s realm, she was more than eager to learn more.

Twilight had never really felt a strong intimate attachment to anyone outside her family, there had been that time she a bit of a crush on Flash Sentry but it had subsided after a few months. But for some reason she felt intimately drawn to Zelshirska, she wasn’t sure why and this sort of thing required testing beyond their initial interaction. But for now, she felt like she Zelshirska had a more intimate connection than she had with her closest friends and family. In all likelihood, it was just a side effect of her first genuine visit to the dragoness’s realm.

She was a bit off put by her first visit, which was likely the reason why she had such a brief interaction with the dragon goddess, that was almost devoid of her curiosity.

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A few days, and several pointless activities, later Twilight was back to prepping for another meeting with Zelshirska, this time with a plan and notes. Among the less pointless activities for the day, Twilight did her laundry, especially her bedsheets.

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Once again she was within the realm of Zelshirska, and feeling...sexually excited? She took note of this, she wanted to keep her records as meticulous as possible. Recording personal sensations might just help her understanding a few things.

Once again she was completely in the buff, this time without any accessories. She chalked up the first time to Zelshirska messing with her, this was her personal domain after all. The kind of magic to maintain such a place must have been tremendous.

After a few minutes of wandering around, she ran into Zalshirska, who was now a smidge taller than Princess Luna, before Twilight could even say anything Zelshirska handed her what looked like a book that was halfway to being a tome. “Before you say anything,” said Zelshirska, “how many times have you visited me?”

“Um,” said Twilight as she gave the dragon goddess a confused look, “this is my second visit, isn’t it?”

“Seventh, actually,” said Zelshirska, “but I’m not faulting you there, very few can recall their encounters with me properly. As we discussed before,” Twilight gave the dragon goddess a perplexed look, “since she naturally resonates with me, Daring Do is mostly unaffected by her visits to my domain. As for Princess Luna, her ability to move through dreams affords her some natural protections. But you are not as fortunate, this is proving problematic moving forward. Hence why we have me giving you that, it should help bring you up to speed on some of our interactions.”

“Well, that’s a little surprising,” said Twilight as she took the book, “and probably should have been expected. The first meeting, that I can recall, I covered my sheets in sweat. Any ideas why I’m sexually excited by the idea of meeting you, I’ve been feeling that lately.”

“The sweat bit is something you’ve been going through almost every encounter, your third and fifth one being the times you didn’t coat your sheets in sweat. As for the sexual arousal bit, I’m clueless and have done nothing within the bounds of my abilities to attempt at getting you to feel a greater level of intimacy towards me, all that is entirely you. Although, we have seemed to connect a bit better than I anticipated.”

“That’s nice to hear,” said Twilight as she cracked open the book, a rush of information and memories flooded her and she was dazed for a few seconds, after assaulting her mind the book faded out of existence, “that was more of a rush than last time! We really need to find a better, and less disorienting, way getting me back up to speed. Ethereal existences are a bit more tricky than the theories regarding them seem to suggest.”

“What do you want to discuss this time around?”

“Spike and Daring are expecting their first baby, and almost all my closest friends have foals of their own. I haven’t been able to find the right...partner. You’re the closest I’ve gotten to a meaningful romantic relationship, but I’ve barely known you personally for very long. Even so...I’m personally entertaining the idea of being impregnated by you. But that doesn’t seem very…” Zalshirska was now directly in front of her, her size, with a penis that would easily make even the largest of stallions feel inadequate, and it was only in an inert state. It just one, a singular penis, her studies said dragon males had two, something Spike had been a bit embarrassed about confirming for her during her research. “You have a…” her word died out in her throat.

“Indeed, I’m a goddess. That means I can alter my form to however I wish, the form you and the ponies of Equestria have been interacting with is based on an old idol design from centuries ago.”

“I thought it just pertained to your size, not your entire biology.”

“You have so much to learn. Now, how about I make you begin to know what it’s like to feel pregnant.”

“But even if you do fill me up here that won’t translate to the physical world, will it?”

“Where we are is between the physical and spiritual, if I were to impregnate you here the effects wouldn’t translate to your body, net yet. In other words, you would be pregnant with none of the physical signs of having sexual intercourse if I was a bit more powerful. Chances are, your body would have the experiences that led to it all which would lead to you not having a body that’s had any experience being spread open.”

“In short, a genuine immaculate conception. I read about those in theory, and the idea is actually making wetter. I’m going to have some serious cleaning to do after all this, even if we don’t partake in intercourse.”

“I don’t mind either way,” said Zelshirska with a smirk, “so, do you want me to plow you and so my divine seed within you?”

Twilight bit her lower lip for a few minutes before saying, “Yes please!” Before she knew it she was on an incredibly lavish bed, one with sheets that complimented her coat while not being as what Rarity would call ‘garish’ or ‘repugnant’ and was surprisingly comfortable, almost to the point of not even being felt.

“I must confess,” said Zelshirska as she approached the now bed prone Twilight, “it’s been ages since I had a mortal lover, and none anywhere near something of this nature.”

“The dragons must have been incredibly unimaginative, only thinking to make you horny when they felt like getting on with you,” Twilight smirked from her surprising vantage point on the bed, licking her lips a bit lustfully as she saw the dragon goddess’s dick go from flaccid to fully erect, and seemingly doubling in size, in almost no time as she approached the violet coated alicorn mare.

“You’re quite right,” said Zelshirska, “I have a feeling we’re going to both enjoy this. I look forward to being the ‘father’ of what we will create some future night.”

“I just hope I can remember this night,” said Twilight as she felt the erect dragonic cock begin to tease her marehood.

“I’ll make sure of it,” said Zelshirska in a sultry voice, “I’ll carve our lovemaking so far into your form here you’ll feel it in your physical form in the next era.”

Just those words alone caused Twilight to twitch with pleasure, just as Zelshirska’s rod slid into the mare pussy. The dragoness went slow and tender, almost as if she were handling a ceramic doll. Each slow progression of the dragoness’s dick further sent waves of pleasure through Twilight. After what felt like forty minutes of the most pleasurable torture to the alicorn mare the penis stopped halfway into her womb. Then, as if both were linked in some more subtle way, they both orgasmed. When Zelshirska’s load was released into Twilight’s womb it magnified the mare’s the pleasure to such an extreme that it knocked her out then awake again seven consecutive times in as many seconds. After that Twilight went completely blank.

The last thing Twilight heard, other than the moans of pleasure she was giving out, was Zelshirska saying, “I’ll come to give you this sensation, only better, once I can manifest on the mortal plane for more than a few minutes. I loo…”

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When she awoke the next day Twilight felt stuffed, but not by the contents of her stomach, and moving her hand down to her waist recalled all of her encounters with Zelshirska, especially the one where they had made love to each other. Twilight’s face suddenly went a deep red from embarrassment at the memory. She remembered time in a deity’s realm was in a state of irregular flux, what had been hours for her could have been moments in the mortal realm.

She then remembered the last words Zelshirska had said before Twilight had faded out of consciousness the ninth or tenth time, “Two weeks, that’s how long you and I have been at it here. I’ll also take the liberty of changing your estrus cycle so that for the time we spend in the mortal realm you really will get pregnant, you’re welcome.”

Twilight blinked a bit and rubbed her abdomen, she had willingly stated she wanted a dragon goddess to knock her up while she was in a state of immense desire. Although, the idea of ethereal sperm seemed to excite her more than she was willing to admit.

Regardless, Twilight decided she would stay quiet about all this until she couldn’t hide it anymore. Getting impregnated by another female, that was grounds for being laughed at in most scientific circles. Not to mention, the possible responses of her family and friends over it all. It didn’t help that her partner in it all had no compunctions or misgivings about any of it, and seemed more than excited about the prospect of doing it the way they did.

Twilight blinked a bit, she remembered getting coated on the face and bosom with her partner’s cum, she also remembered saying something about it being a big turn on for her. She couldn’t remember ever thinking that as sexy, some of her fanfiction projects ventured into risque territory but she never recalled any fantasies where she or those she wrote about were coated in semen the way Zelshirska had covered her last night. Twilight started worry that she might actually be some kind of closet pervert or have closet kinks that were not to be shared in private company.

But thirst thing was first, she and her bedsheets needed a thorough cleaning. She would probably need a lot of coffee this morning, even though she was probably more awake than she normally was on these sorts of days.

“Oh, thank the stars you’re up,” said Mandible, “you haven’t been seen in three days, Princess Celestia and Princess Luna sent letters of concern that arrived in our mail about an hour ago. It’s almost noon, what were you doing in there?”

“Private research,” said Twilight reflexively, “sorry, some old habits are harder to break than others. Please send letters of apology to all parties that expressed their concern. Also, I’ll be visiting the school in two days, please see to it the proper arrangements are made. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I need to wash up. Also, I’ll share some of the details of my activities with the staff once I’m out and clean.”

“Of course ma’am, right away,” said Mandible as she rushed off.

Twilight realized she was going to need to work on a few things as she headed to the bathroom to have a long session with the shower.

Author's Notes:

So yeah, Twilight was willingly fucked by a goddess and isn’t sure if the experience is genuine. Also, that whole sex scene was completely unscripted, I hadn’t planned on any of it. Although, the idea of not everyone who visit’s a deity’s realm can keep hold of their memories from their was something I was thinking about.

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