The sharp passing of sound was all that was heard as the flock of Griffins flew in a closed diamond formation around the blue Pegasus, Rainbow Dash. Returning from a mission where her presence was required. Unfortunately though their planned return route was hindered by a rogue thunderstorm that spanned the area. This thunderstorm left the ground below covered in an abnormally dark , mimicking the night though lacking a moon the constant dancing of lighting striking the area below followed by a drum like beat of thunder. Pausing only for a moment and coming back twice as loud, causing the trees and ground below to quake from the vibrations.

"Of course, because things were just going to be good before." Ethos, a brown and white spotted griffon complained in frustration at the current predicament. “Something had to happen."

Pinching the bridge of his beak. He had to make a call, they can't wait for a rogue storm to pass by. Going through it was a fool's errand, going under it was just as bad. Flying over it was an option but it came with risks as well. Flying over pure storms with no sight of a landmark could be dangerous and it could result in them unintentionally veering off course. Though that was the only current and viable option, they'd take it slower to keep themselves oriented and avoid as little deviation as possible.

"We are going above, keep in a loose formation." Ordered Ethos, taking the safest option they had. The rest of the flock followed their captain's orders. Even Rainbow, who made a fuss about just about anything it seemed like. The only way that seemed to work was stuffing something in her mouth for a prolonged period of time. Though the silence was nice, it was also concerning. "Why is that blue whore so quiet?" Turning his head and checking on Rainbow Dash behind him.

A blank stare backed by a pair of glossy and almost reflective looking eyes looked back. Her dead stare made him extremely anxious. Ethos was gonna halt the flock to check on her, something was wrong. The attempt to form words was cut before even the first syllable as a strange strike of lighting, inverting up shot up. It missed everyone but by the time those that witnessed the flash had recovered from the blinding light. Rainbow Dash was seen diving into the thunderstorm below them.

“Catch her!” Ethos roared in frustration, his orders seemed to beckon the following flashes of lighting and the thunderous boom from within the dark cloud. “We can’t lose her again!”

A flurry of blurred figures zipped past Ethos, ruffling his feathers in the process as they chased with blistering speed. A crack ripped through the cloud with an all too familiar sound. The sound of mother nature itself, as it struck one of the pursers. The smoldering and charred figure dropped down, their descent trying a few more strikes of lighting that all but disintegrated the fallen Siri agent. Though they had the numbers at first, it was quickly becoming more than they could bear.

“Damn it, this stupid pony. Why couldn’t she just be happy with getting dicked and being passed around like a whore? Not making my job difficult with her stupid antics.” Ethos complained within the confines of his own mind. “For now, we need to catch her before we all die from this unwelcomed storm.” Ethos’s eyes darted around in his own skull as he tried to keep track of the blue blur that bounced around the insides of the thunderstorm. The strikes of lighting were getting more and more frequent. While Rainbow Dash had become more erratic at an equally frequent pace. Another debilitating boom of thunderous power echoed, causing Ethos to recoil in pain. Resulting him losing track of her. “Damn it all to Tartarus!”

Faster! Catch it! Those words echoed in her head with a great feroticity. Her body was moving on her own and the only things going through Rainbow Dash’s mind. Faster. Faster.. Faster… Catch it! The world outside these words didn't exist to her anymore, not with this powerful calling that grabbed at her very core. With every few seconds of trying to ‘catch it’ she’d feel a surge of energy overload her entire body. It felt like her veins had been injected with the very flames of the sun for all but a moment, but the following high of power coursed from her hooves wings. All the while her pursuers in their desperate attempts had ended up fending for themselves as they could not catch her, her speed in flight was so much greater than solid ground.

The desperate evasions of lighting strikes that seemed almost targeted but clearly unnatural. Ethos was able to follow Rainbow Dashes movements to a certain extent but she was becoming faster in time. Though what happened as she got faster, made him pause in question. Wondering what was going on and how is that possible. The lighting itself had taken on many different colors with every strike. It was like the lighting had become a prism and every flash of lighting was a tidal of brilliance as it lit up the thunderstorm.

“How in th-'' Unable to finish his own words, Ethos was on his way to meeting his end as something struck him from behind. It was like stained glass passing by him in a heartbeat. Struck by the prismatic lighting. He wasn't dead, but it left him alive, but just barely as he tried to flap his wings to try and lessen the impact and maybe survive. “Oh, shit, shit!”

Seeing the sight of his own shared wings spinning and flailing about above him during his free fall to the ground. He knew he was gonna die, knowing this, he had one thing he needed to do. Making an attempt for a pouch attached to his belt, he went to open it and found he no longer had the digits to open his pouch, his thumb. Reaching up with his other hand. It would not move at all, the corner of his eye he saw his arm was lost a bit past his elbow.
Before hitting the ground a piercing sound seemed to vibrate and changed the trajectory of his fall. Causing his battered and broken form to crash into the ground. A toe curling snap echoed upon impact, but he felt nothing. How was he alive? He didn't know, all he saw before he was taken by his injuries was a blue figure leaned up against a monolith like structure. That seemed to mimic the storm itself before fizzling out.

“Looks like I'm not even gonna be able to do that… am I?” Ethos said to himself, his tone filled with sadness. Broken, mangled and disfigured, he was at death's door. Closing his eyes, he was ready for the impact, his fading mind showing him the sight of his hatchling one last time. He regretted having to leave her alone like this. “Fuck!” With no strength left, Ethos to.. Fizzled out.

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‘An Ark Stone being activated?!’ Princess Celestia thought to herself, her eyes darting about as she could feel something; something powerful. Something she had not felt in a long time. It sent a shiver down her spine as such a feeling recalled long withheld memories. ‘Being able to activate such a thing was a task in itself. How could someone amass the energy to activate one and I hear nothing about it.’ Her mind was focused on trying to figure out how but stopped from pondering it further and instead opted to check it out for herself.

Celestia who was in the middle of a discussion with the nobles in Canterlot, regarding the large influx imported of forgien goods. While each noble tried to bring the other down a peg so their own position could be risen. This snake pit of self-serving and greed driven ponies were left confused as Celestia got up. Her eyes blazed with an intimidating intensity as living flames that started to encase the princess. Her attire turning to ash. The room got noticeably hotter as she strutted to a wall. Placing her hand on the wall despite being stone, had turned to ash just the same as her outfit from before.

“We will continue this discussion another time.” Celestia commented, turning her head back towards the others. “Something of greater importance has come up.”

Turning her attention forward. The heat in the room seemed to vanish, as it was all drawing to Celestia. The room now gave off a cold sensation no warmer than a freshly frozen ice cube. Then in a sudden burst she became fully engulfed in flames itself, the living pony of fire had and shot off from her personing like a red shooting star. To any onlooker, it would look like a shooting star, or a streak of searing flames was tearing across the sky. Though it would’ve been easier for her to use some long range teleportation spell, Celestia was not in the right frame of mind for such complicated spells.

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“Tsk, Pathetic.” Hissed out slightly by a large ebony figure. Stepping around the body was the Changeling Queen herself, the being referred to as Chrysalis. “Killed by nothing more than some lightning? Such a weak creature. Oh well, food is food.”

Her foot pushed the head of one of the deceased Siri, for a bit before crushing said agent’s windpipe. Her heel shifted into a blade as she pressed down. Severing the head from its body. Chrysalis’ lower jaw deformed and opened up like the mandibles of an otherworldly insectoid being, before latching on to the head. The sound of sizzling and hissing could be heard as a black tar like acid consumed the head before it vanished.

“So that’s what's going on. Foolish little hatchlings, having strayed too far from the nest and too irresponsible for the role they were given.” Chrysalis said to herself, clicking her tongue as she made her disappointment very clear. As she took in this piece of what was a Siri agent, she drank of his memories. “What kind of leader lets their slaves run free like this?” Her mind became sharper as new plans swirled about. “Regardless, I can make use of your blunders.”

Closing her eyes for a moment, she linked with her hive in the area. All at once, her mind became filled with the chirping, clicking, and chattering of her hive. A hereditary trait only a Queen such as herself could command. Shifting from one thought to another, Chrysalis collected the attention of every drone she was linked to. To an onlooker, it would appear as if she had simply stood still in quiet contemplation, but in truth, she was staring into the endless eyes of her kingdom, like twinkling, hungry stars.

“I need the five best reconnaissance drones in this swarm front and center.” Chrysalis spoke,the order echoing through the ranks. Within moments, five Changelings arrived before her, already kneeling. “You five, assimilate yourself within their ranks and act accordingly. You have several others already in their ranks, so link up with them and do as you’re told. I’m severing the link now, do not fail me.” She stated, her words holding true.

Those five drones having their link to the hive severed, it was a strange experience but Chrysalis knew about these types of things. There's always someone with magic that could expose the link. The buzzing of large incestoid-like wings could be heard for a moment as it stopped in front of the Changeling Queen. It was a thin and tall Changeling, walking on four legs with a torso normally expected of bi-pedal creatures. A type of centaur like changeling with the qualities of a Pray Mantis. He was also a champion ranked Changeling, one that served the Queen as her sword and sword. Grated more free will compared to their lower ranked brethren. So unlike most, in the hive they could truly think for themselves.

“My Queen, we have inspected the source of the magic influx. This one wishes to share what they know with the queen.” The Mantis changeling said, lowering its head. “This one believes it is urgent that the queen sees what we see with haste. A stone of magic, a stone of lighting.”

Chrysalis could always see what she wanted from her hive's memories due to their connection but there were times when a changeling would offer information more directly. It was a way to share things clearly and fully in a short amount of time. Chrysalis didn't move but she extended her hand and touched the hard chitin shell of the changeling. Chrysalis' expression changed into one of concern but also excitement. Upon learning what her hive had found.

“Quickly, you must take that stone and take it someplace.” Chrysalis said the Mantis Changedlings looked confused for a moment, he did not question his queen but he was curious. “Someplace safe, you have only a little bit of time before that bitch arrives.”

“My queen?” The mantis-like changeling asked, tilting its head slightly. “Do you know what it is?” Chrysalis was silent for a moment, causing the Mantis to become concerned that he had overstepped himself. “I beg forgi-”

“I do, as for what it is. I can indulge your curiosity later.” Chrysalis silenced her soldier and said. “Just know that that foul Bitch has eradicated hives for less and is the same thing that Celesita killed my great grandmother over.”

“Queen Pupa.” The Mantis Changeling whispered out of sadness. A creeping rage started to swell within the Changeling. That foul pony, that monster, that fiery incarnate of death itself… It needed to die! “We must-” His growing rage was visible to Chrysalis.

“Calm yourself, acting rashly will do nothing but harm the hive.” Chrysalis commanded, silencing the changeling again. “Now do as you’re told. You’ve wasted too much time already.”

The Matis Changeling anger dispersed in a flash and listened to his queen's wise words and guidance. She truly was a wise queen in his eyes. With not a moment to waste longer, the changelings' wings beat like a thousand drums as a shrill cry was heard and a swarm of black blotted out the sky. Heading to the location of impact, the swarm was on the move. Given what she had learned, and what seems to be coming, Chrysalis wanted to keep herself a step ahead of all rivals.

“Hmm, if that bitch Celestia is as impulsive and paranoid as my mother had made her out to be.” Chrysalis said to herself in quiet contemplation. “Then this would also be a good time to strike a blow to their traitorous Larva.” She smirked to herself before sending a message out to her hive once more.

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Having arrived at the place of impact, Celestia hovered over the area, taking a moment to feel the last residue of lingering energies. But when she arrived, she found nothing of real value much to her dismay and gradually dropping calm and collective nature. Slowly being replaced with dread and fear. She couldn’t see or sense the Ark Stone anywhere. Someone or something had already moved it. Panic was visible in her face as she quickly lowered herself closer to the ground and what she believed was the ground zero of the stone that activated. Though she hadn’t dared to hope, part of her wished this was not as bad as it seemed, but she was wrong.

“No no no. This isn’t good.” She couldn’t allow this to happen again. She couldn’t allow anyone to use them against her again. Kneeling down onto the ground, placing just her finger tips onto the soil. She pulsed a large amount of magic through the ground that burrowed through the area. It was similar to a bat pony and echo location. If there was any major magical source in the area. It would bounce back on her, even if it was off now. It was still freshly used. Her mind begged for it to be here still, the consuming fear brought in that desperate hope that the stone was underground.

But nothing, absolutely nothing. Not even the lingering traces of its activation. It was in fact gone. “This can't be happening again.”

A fear was starting to well up inside her at this realization. There wasn't a lot that could hurt her, there was a lot less she couldn’t hurt. The Ark Stones were one of those things that could power something strong to stop her. Mixed with the fact Ark Stones could last hundreds of years when properly activated with a near infinite supply of magic that is constantly being recycled. If someone made a big enough splash and she couldn't bypass whatever defense they would attach it to. Then it would give rise to others that only served her out of fear and not loyalty. Seeing her power was not omnipotent anymore would only result in another uprising. She rattled her brain at who would have the know-how or even the power to do this. The beings are both mortal and otherwise were few and she knew everyone of them.

“Damn it, How did something survive from the foul era in time? No one should have those, no one..” Celestia said to herself out loud, her voice lingering with each word as each word was said with a vicarious tone. she was clearly growing more and more frustrated as the creeping fear slowly changed to a seething rage as her mind lingered on it. “Fucking…damn it!”

Celestia was doing everything she could to remain calm but the searing hiss, mixed with recent events with that damn tree. The recent movements of both Changedlings and Changelings as the two squabble over hives that caused a great deal of headaches for her. Mixed with her students' unwillingness to share her latest magic, and now this situation. Her mental state was already fragile as is and it was cracking as she felt more and more of her rage burst from her veins and shrouded herself in fire once more.

Like a toddler in a spiraling tantrum. Celestia lashed out, striking a nearby stone. The torrent of a hellish inferno escaped from her fist as it made impact. Everything was set ablaze with the magically infused fire. It looked like somehow had set the world on fire for anyone looking at the now five mile radius being scorched earth as little remained. But the stone… it remained no different than if she had not hit at at all. Her mind was blank for a moment as she looked at the stone before her eyes narrowed and poised herself to get away but it was too late.

“Amicus” thought to Celestia, she knew what was to come next. A question among many she had. Many of which would likely go unanswered for the foreseeable future.

“That’s how they hid the Ark Stone… How long have they had it? What have they learned? How did they even get enough Amicus to encase it.” Celestia asked herself, her knuckles burned as they bled from her rage. These types of questions haunted her mind now. Her sense of paranoia is now at an all time high but she still needed to get away. ‘Thoughts for another time.’ Celesita thought to herself, trying to regain some composure.

Feeling her body get weaker, the magic in her body feeling ‘lighter’. Celestia attempted to quickly retreat back from the Amicus as it started vibrating. The white mare tried to move away from it as quickly as she could, an attempt to push away by forcing make through her legs and feet… but no magic flowed through her marble white like flank or hooves.. Only now noticing the very ground and area around her was littered with the Amicus. “Foul stones from an age best forgotten!” Celestia bellowed in disgust, cursing these stones from an empire she was all too fond of having destroyed. In this growing rage Celestia’s thoughts were becoming muddled sight was swirling in a nauseating display.

“Damn it all to Tatarus.” Celestia muttered before collapsing onto the ground with a prominent thud. “I will not see them return!” She wanted to move, but couldn’t, the stone and its terrifying effects on magic only brought more of a sense of emptiness and dread.

As black of unconsciousness took hold, Celestia could only remember it. The pain, the torment, and the humiliation. She, or rather she when she was of a younger age, coming into her own as a young adult, a unicorn fresh and recently gifted by her master, a member of the Siri Nobility, a boorish Lord who took delight in making both Celestia and her half sister, the batmare, Luna. But now, they had a new master to obey. They were to be gifted to the Emperor, an attempt to earn favor with him by this Noble Lord. This was in vain, the Empire cared only for merit and skill, not favoritism. But the exchange was made regardless, but it was not to be what even Celestia feared.

The eldest son of the Emperor, a cruel and sadistic tyrant of a Zebra, using his own personal guards, intercepted them, bringing them to his own private chambers. For whatever cruel reason the son had devised, the sisters were brought to him separately. Whether by cruelty or interest, the son took Luna first, much to Celestia’s dismay and anger, a rebellious feature that gave more than a few guards bruises and other minor injuries. Though she was not to be touched, the son wanted her pristine, and he seemed to find her feistiness appealing; much to Celestia’s utter disgust. After a few short hours of waiting, it was now her turn. Being escorted through the well maintained and decorated halls, the massive stained glass windows showing the Empire’s conquest of all the surrounding lands. Ponies, among some other races being chased, beaten, and later “enlightened” by the Empire.

Celestia hated all of it, but she was powerless to fight, anything further than what was taken as some childish struggle that the zebras seemed to take delight in “playing” with. As she walked, the unicorn to be served to this cruel son of the Emperor, her delicate and curvaceous body was wrapped in soft silk, as well as adorned with decorative chains made of the purity gold. For a moment, she considered what was more expensive, the price paid for her, or the outfit she wore. As she walked besides the guards, it seemed the two sent to retrieve her gave no care about gossiping in her presence. And why would they have such things? She was a toy, the new pet of the Emperor, whatever they could say would mean nothing to her. Or so they believed.

“It seems the royal son is in one of his moods again.” One guard said, though only quiet enough that he believed only the other guard could hear, but Celestia was quietly listening. “Apparently, he was spoken down to by the Advisor, again.”

“Advisor Rain Shine is a strong kirin after all, she alone among her kind has earned the Emperor’s respect.” The other guard replied with a small chuckle, showing more amusement in the news than the other. “The son, as clever as he is, is not as wise as his father. But it is not my place to tell him what is right.”

“Agreed, I for one, value my place in the Empire.” The first guard said, showing a somewhat underhanded mentality. “I spent far too much time earning my place here, I don’t plan to lose it.”

“That said, do you think he’ll take it out on these two?” The guard asked, gesturing not so subtly at Celestia, the mare remaining silent. “Almost makes me feel sorry for them.”

“If he does to this one, what he did to the first mare, maybe you should.” The guard said, a little more serious in tone than before. He then shrugged his shoulders with a sigh. “But, better a slave than us.”

Upon reaching the door, the guards only nodded, opening the door for the new guest. Within, Celestia’s eyes met with the son of the Emperor. As she expected, even bare and nude, his dreadlocked mane had clasps and beads of silver and gold. His eyes gleamed with a light rivaling that of the many piercings that adorn his eyebrows, ears, lip, nose, and along his wicked and elongated tongue. To the citizens, or Siri, of the Empire, he was a symbol of what the future held. But to a slave like her, to the real majority of the Empire, he was a monster, a striped demon in the guise of some zebra prince.

But it was what the prince was doing that brought a shocked and horrified stare to Celestia’s face. Luna, the batmare, her younger half-sister, her limp and frail body still twitching as the zebra prince’s cock was not only still buried in her stuffed pussy. But it was the look on her face that made the unicorn’s blood freeze in her veins, followed by a burning hatred to spark in her soul. Luna’s expression was truly broken, eyes rolled back as she twitched with each release of the prince’s thick size. Even from this distance, Celestia could smell the zebra’s musk so much, she could taste it on the tip of her tongue; she was disgusted.

Amidst her disgust, she felt a great sorrow, or rather a fear for Luna’s wellbeing. Not only the look of pain and pleasure that was smeared across her face, but the horrific markings that now adorn her. Though their previous master, the minor lord that he was, seemed to value Celestia and Luna’s natural looks and bodies, the Prince showed now care. Already, her sister’s ears had a few gold and silver piercings, and her mane was a complete, ragged mess, matted in places where the zebra had come on her. If not for the faint sound of moans and coos escaping her, Celestia would’ve believed there was nothing left of her sister, save for the faint bodily twitches across her small, but rounded belly. The Prince had wasted no time in defiling her beloved Luna, and now, it was her turn.

“My Prince.” One of the guards said with a low bow, dropping to one knee as the other followed suit. “We have brought you the elder of the mares you have ordered.”

“Excellent, and just in time too.” The Prince said, his smirking lips and devilish eyes seemed to pierce Celestia’s being as he looked on at her. “I was just finishing up with this one.” Gesturing with one hand, his beckoned a guard to approach. "Clean her up, I do not want my father discovering anything."

"Yes, my Prince." The guard said, rising up as he approached the zebra and Luna. "I hope you enjoyed yourself."

"I did." The Prince replied, taking joy in the guard lifting Luna off his dick, her moans only caused his shaft to twitch a little more before she was lifted off her. Content with this, he turned his gaze over to Celestia. "Now then." Snapping his fingers, he pointed to his soaked cock and balls. "Clean up."

"What?!" Celestia said with the hate filled venom in her words. "You can't be-"

"Maybe your last master didn't educate you properly." The Prince said, interrupting the mare's words. "But you belong to me, and when I say clean up, you clean up." Celestia hesitated, which only seemed to bring out a sneering expression. "Perhaps you need to better learn your place."

Standing up, one guard shuttered as he saw the Prince slowly walk towards Celestia. Even the unicorn could feel it, an overwhelming presence that echoed from this zebra. Was this something known only to the royal family? Regardless, Celestia could feel her body getting weaker with each step the Prince took towards her. Not only that, but the strength of his musk was becoming stronger. It was like her body was being heated up by the masucline aura that radiated from his body.

“I will need to properly educate you.” The Prince stated, extending out a hand towards Celestia. It was so fast, within the instant it took her to blink, the zebra had his hand on her throat. “Lesson one…your place.”

Squeezing her neck a little, the Prince stared as Celestia tried to struggle, but her body was unresponsive, even in this panicked state. It was as if her very being was more afraid of moving than dying. As for the zebra, he only stared on, his expression outwardly showing almost no emotion, and yet subtly, his eyes held a sadistic pleasure. Lifting her a little higher, Celestia’s legs dangled slightly off the floor before the Prince jerked his arm, throwing the mare towards the bed. Her body struck hard against the soft cushion, making her gasp as the air escaped her lung.

The Prince remained silent, reaching Celestia before she had a chance to react to him. It was apparent just how strong he was compared to her. Her body hesitated to fight back, only laying on the bed as the larger zebra stared down at her. But it wasn’t just the intense glare of his eyes, but his cock, now rising back to full arousal, throbbed as he planned out his next move. Celestia’s body, while still craving resistance, couldn’t deny that she was feeling more and more heated, her nipples twitching hard while her pussy was getting wetter.

“Looks like you’re starting to learn.” The Prince commented, taking a whiff of air, smelling the faint arousal that was coming from the scared mare. “But it’s not enough, you have to be taught obedience.”

Leaning over her, the Prince grabbed at Celestia’s legs, pulling her closer towards the edge of the bed. Though she continued to fight back, flailing her legs as best as she could, the unicorn was no match for the Prince. Smirking a playful expression, he only seemed to relish the sight of his prey. Celestia continued some attempt to fight back, but her body wasn’t responding, even as the Prince spread her legs, giving him an unrestricted view of her pussy.

“Normally, I give the good whores a warm up, something to look forward to.” The Prince commented, his voice holding no shreds of mercy or care. “But because you’ve gone and made me work for this, I’m gonna take you as is.”

Celestia was given less than a moment to react as the thick size was pressed against her pussy. Tensing up, her body stiffened as she stared down. She had been forced to take the dicks of many zebras, especially her previous master, but this Prince, he was more than twice as thick, the length brought a shiver of fear down her spine. He only took one breath of air before thrusting forward. Celestia gasped out as the larger zebra bottomed out in her pussy, causing a noticeable belly bulge as his throbbing cock filled her pussy. The blunt, hard cockhead didn’t press against her cervix, but forced its way in.

“There we go, good and tight.” The Prince commented, his tone echoing some of apathetic voice as he continued pounding away at Celestia’s pussy. But despite his efforts, there seemed to be something about this mare that remained resistant. “Looks like you have some fight in you…good…good…” He then glanced over to Luna, smirking. “Maybe you’ll last longer than the other whore.”

Reluctantly, Celestia turned her gaze over to her sister, only to become wide eyed in horror. Luna, her darling, younger sister, getting cleaned by the zebra guards, was panting, moaning, and feverishly masturbating like a heat stricken animal. Her eyes darted between each guard, as if she was pondering the best way to get fucked full by them. And while these guards normally wouldn’t say no to such an easy slut, they feared the Prince more than they lusted after Luna. So instead, they focused on cleaning her off.

“See that, bitch?” The Prince asked, looking back to Celestia. “All I had to do was show her my cock and she begged for it.” Grabbing at her throat, he leaned in close enough to whisper in her ear. His words were like a painful venom poisoning her thoughts. “And that will be your fate.”

While her mind still resisted, a spark of hate burned within her being, Celestia’s body was far too weak, unable to fight as the Prince continued to fuck her body; taking great delight in seeing her eyes quiver with hate and fear. It was an addiction, to break such a mare was a delight, a treat for him to enjoy. Luna was far too easy, a mare seemingly born to be a cocksleeve, but Celestia, she had some skills in the body, but her mind was an alluring spice that whetted the Prince’s appetite.

“Alright, enough foreplay.” The Princess said, smiling down at Celestia with a wicked grin. Adjusting his grips to her hips, his speed picked up, bottoming out with each hard motion in and out of her pussy. “There we go, now to see if you’re worth my time.”

Celestia was helpless, unable to fight as the Prince fucked into her with utter disregard for her well being. Her body was nothing more than a toy for him, a thing to be pleased with, and yet he seemed bored. It was like he wasn’t fucking her to gain any satisfaction from her pussy, but more so to show off how much larger and stronger he was compared to her. His dick continued to rub in and out of her pussy, making sure to stretch every inch of her, the mare felt her body become more and more engulfed in a flaming passion. Though she still felt hatred in her mind and heart, her body, which had taken years of such treatments, was already submitting to this Prince.

“There we go, looks like part of you understands.” The Prince sneered, somehow or rather seemingly knowing what Celestia was thinking. “I think that earns something.” Grabbing at her throat tighter, he squeezed as he fucked harder and harder, making the mare’s tits bounce madly with each motion. “Now, my new whore…let’s see if you can make me cum before you pass out!”

Celestia’ heart was pounding, blood racing through her veins as she felt the air leaving her body. The Prince was nothing short of barbaric in this treatment. For a moment, she felt like she was going to die, her eyes looking towards Luna, who was now feverishly masturbating as she moaned like some loose whore. Her eyes were looking at her not in longing, but in envy. Her darling younger sister wanted to be choked while fucked by the Prince. This was too much for Celestia, her will still remained rebellious, but her body was too weak to endure much longer. Thankfully, the zebra brute seemed close to cumming, and yet he didn’t show signs of slowing down.

The Prince’s shaft swelled within, stretching Celestia’s now sensitive and sore pussy wider. The blunt head had already forced its way into her womb, pushing against it as if he was trying to fuck right into her overies. Sighing a little, the sinister royal zebra only continued to stare down at the mare, his eyes gleaming with conquest and yet boredom. As his balls tightened against his body, his dick was ready to release himself. But as if decided at the last moment, he chose to pull his cock out of Celestia’s pussy. The sudden lack of stuffing caused her body to twitch violently, only to be halted by the feeling of the zebra’s hot load splattering across her tits and belly.

“That’s good enough for now.” The Prince said, letting out a few more ropes of his cum across Celestia’s face, caring little if she was even still awake. Looking over to the guards and Luna, he gestured with his hand. “Clean this bitch up. And you, my little slut. Clean off my dick, I want it good and clean when I break your ass all night.”

“Ohh yes, yes please!” Luna said, her words echoing want and joy. Celestia’s mind was slipping, all was fading to black, and as the embrace of unconsciousness took her, the last thing she heard was. “I want your fat, zebra cock in my sloppy whore cunt!”

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“NO!” shrieked Celestia, waking up in a cold sweat as her heart was banging in her chest like a drum trying to get out. She curled up, in the most vulnerable position that she felt ‘safe’ in as she wept, the memories of her past haunting her even after eons… what he did to her…what he did to her sister…everything about it was one day after another of a hellscape with a pretty view of the city. Celestia raised her head from behind her knees, looking up. Blinded by the light source that illuminated the area over her. It was a black iron like facet, she couldn’t tell nor did she care. Taking a deep breath she let out a deep and beaten down breath of exhaustion. A loosely tangible creature approached the Goddess of the Sun. It’s unnatural movements making it hard to follow. Though its presence was not missed by Celestia.

“What happened, Wisp?” Celestia asked, her voice cracking for a moment before it returned to some attempt of a regal splendor. “Report.”

“We’ve moved the Amicus to the warehouse with the other Amicus.” Wisp said, his ethereal like state shifting around her like it was examining her and Wisp very much was. Getting close and far at random intervals, the one called Wisp was clearly anxious. Even if his own form was loose and undefinable, it was as clear as the day. “We are unaware of what happened and we request to be informed what caused your majesty to bore open a hole in the castle and fly like a comet through the sky.”

“An Ark Stone activated. By the time I arrived it was gone. Someone activated it and turned it, moving it before I arrived…” Celestia said as her tears she shed or had stained her face started to ignite before quickly flickering out. “They…knew I was coming.”

“We had made the assumption that it might be one due to the volume of Amicus confiscated.” Wisp said being still for the first time. “We also found several burnt corpses of what looked to be Changedlings but their chitan is far more durable than others. We suspect they have gone through another evolutionary state.”

“Do they need to be culled?” Celestia asked, her calm and regal demeanor now fully returning to her as she gathered herself. “Perhaps letting that parasite survive was a mistake.”

“We do not believe so, their actions don’t match what we’ve gathered on them recently. One theory is that they are a small group that left the hive.” Wisp stated, his undefined figure forming a face for a moment before making a bowing motion that seemed to display shame. Wisp did feel shame, they had learned so little when they needed so much more. “Though we cannot rule them out, we will investigate further.”

“Who else outside yourself has seen me since I collapsed?” Celestia asked, her voice was like a razor at one's throat. “I will have every name and face before me.”

“Myself, and the five fingers of god.” Wisp said in a somewhat fearful tone. The Princess’ expression seemed to calm at this answer. “We alone found you and secured you, my Princess.”

“Why?” Celestia asked, though Wisp seemed taken aback by the alicorn’s question. “Why only you and them?”

“Because nothing good would come from seeing our Goddess in such an, forgive me for saying this but ‘pathetic state’. I deemed it appropriate to hide how bad things were from others for the first time in almost two eons.” Wisp state, floating behind her and the once black walls became slowly bright and bright before the shape of an Ark Stone active behind her was having its power funneled into her. “You were left in a state were a wandering diamond dog could have killed you. To stabilize your magic, we lost a great many black suns due to your overwhelming power needing an equally powerful igniter.”

“I…I see…” Celestia commented, remaining silent as she heard his words, “pathetic state”. When was she not in such a state? She honestly wasn't sure anymore, whatever she did these last few hundred years felt like a wasted effort. But as she pondered, she gave a sidelong glance. “Is that the only reason?”

“No.” Wisp stated flatly. His humbling and submissive presence changed to one that felt cold and judgemental. “It’s because this isn't the first time you’ve flown off in such a manner. The last time this happened, you found yourself in a similar state. You’re lucky it wasn't nearly as bad as what happened back then. Or have you forgotten what happened to the Dire Dogs of the Northern tribes?”

“No… I have not.” Celestia clenched her fist in anger, he was right. She wanted to lash out but that would do no good. The fact one of her two working Ark Stones was being used to stabilize her magic. That meant they had to take down the shield barrier and everything else it would protect exposed. “How long have I been asleep?”

“It's been too long.” Wisp answered with a rather vague answer, but paused as he saw Celestia tense up, almost like a shiver ran down her spine. “But do not worry, we have managed to ensure any damages caused by your absence has been minimized.”

“That is not my primary concern.” Celestia responded, shaking her head. This was not the first time she had been away from her throne, but certainly the longest in a while. Shaking her head again, she composed herself. “What else has happened since I’ve been asleep? Tell me everything!”

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