Author's Notes:

If you are reading this for a great engaging story, even okay use of grammar and punctuation then fuck are you in the wrong story. This garbage heap is a clop/ silly story. Still wrote it when I was struggling with English so enjoy this "story"

The scent: The Lust Of Mares: The Nightmare Begins
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“W-where am I?” I whispered to myself, fear prickling at my nerves as I looked around the vast sea of shadowy trees. A deep, guttural growl filled the clearing and kept me rooted to my spot. Several deep

shadows filled the edges of the clearing, their piercing red eyes glowed in the middle of the nothingness around me. My breathing became ragged while I leaned against the tree, pressing my back hard against the rough

bark. Soft, predatory snorts echoed in my ears, and three large, wolf-like creatures stepped into the moonlight. As they approached me, their deformed muzzle glinted slightly. ‘Wooden... wolves...?’ I thought to myself in shock. The gnarly-looking wolves formed a semicircle around me; the middle one eyed me up and roared. It prepared to pounce, yet my legs quaked, threatening to collapse. As it lunged forward, I dived to the right, and the wolf missing me by inches, ripping the top half of a large tree apart. I screamed in fear and ran for my life.

Dark outlines of trees zipped past me as I ran, my only guide was dim moonlight. The creatures circled me with ease, toying with my mind. I continued my desperate onslaught, and begged for the nightmare to end. Loud, thundering howls exploded from the dense trees behind me, for the pack had exploded through a pair of trees; splinters flying everywhere. I gasped loudly, wincing in pain as several sharp pieces of wood tunneled into my legs and back.

The gloomy ruins of an ancient castle came into view, and I redoubled my efforts. My screaming heart didn't stop me, nor did the sweat pouring down my clothes. Gaining ground, I noticed a rickety, old bridge and realized I could break the connection once I was on the other side. I then powered across the ancient wooden planks, the monsters right on my tail. I desperately hoped that I would reach the other side before

them. The guttural snarls of the abominations incited even more fear into me, only fueling my speed. The trees lashed out at me as if possessing a conscious, leaving cuts and welts on my limbs. Shrubs stabbed at my feet their twisted forms tripping me up on more than one occasion.

I gasped after reaching the rotten wooden posts, and I slammed my shoulder into the aged ropes, snapping the bridges anchor. The bridge twisted and swung before falling apart, dooming the creatures to the foggy, endless abyss. The fading yelps abruptly ended with a sharp crunch. I winced, for the sound alone painted a gruesome picture. Collapsing onto my back, I choked in air, and coughed, for the longest time. I gave a few relieved laughs, and I soon chuckled pitifully to myself, ignoring the pain in my legs.

I shut my eyes, and the small tickle of overused adrenaline ceased to continue. I was both shirtless and injured in a chilled forest, nowhere near town. Gingerly, I rose to my feet; shaking as the pain began to tighten my muscles. Glancing down, I caught a glimpse of my shredded-up legs: riddled with splinters and caked with blood. Looking back at the castle, I sighed and shuffled onward, hoping that I could find a warm room or a few old blankets. The sight of the crumbling structure slightly unnerved me the closer I got, as the building seemed cursed and forgotten.

Walking inside, I tiptoed around, still a bit on edge from the wooden wolves. The halls were wide and appeared endless, though its décor had lost the battle against time. Faded carpets and decayed walls hosted quite a few spiders and cobwebs. Eventually, I reached the massive, rusted, 20ft doors at the end of the hallway. Small patches of silver hiding in the rust hinted at a once gaudy entrance. As I looked it

over, I noticed an odd symbol unaffected by age. Two horses with wings and horns circled around each other; one held a sun whilst the other held a moon. The symbol itself was unfamiliar to me. I then realized the handle of the door was significantly higher than an average person stood. Something about it didn't bode well for me, but I ignored any fears and pushed the doors open.

I was met by the sight of an immense throne room. Wild vines and moss littered the cracked floor while mold encrusted the walls. The dazzling banners and lush curtains that hung above me were now nothing more than torn rags that swayed gently in the breeze. Two mounds of stones sat at the back of the room and atop a set of stairs, indicating they had at one point been thrones. I cautiously ventured forward, the crunching of my footsteps reverberated across the ruined hall. Shadow tendrils reached towards me and ensnared my own shadow. Goose bumps slowly rose on my body, and the ice-cold sensation caused my teeth to chatter. I pressed on.

A flicker of movement caught my eye, so I stopped walking. I quickly spun around, but only caught the blur of a shadow. My hand dove into my pocket, fishing about for my phone. I shakily pulled it out, and I looked through the darkness, holding up my phone to find what was following me. A soft chuckle broke my focus, and I clumsily pointed my phone towards it; only a soft silhouette of the person was visible.

“Wh-Who’s there?” I stuttered, my valor dwindling as the dark figure leisurely stepped forward. The creature in question was massive, standing nearly 9 feet tall; it's lean frame displayed all the right curves of a model. It smirked. Its head looked similar to that of an equine but far more human in appearance. Large, intimidating, cyan-blue eyes were surrounded by the soft angles of its jaw and a short, more defined, muzzle. Upon its forehead protruded a large, serrated horn, only further enhancing its royal posture. Its hair, and what appeared to be a tail, blew independently of the wind. A soft navy blue shimmered, and slightly brightened, the area around her.

The creature strutted forward, its high heels clicking sharply across the old weathered floor. Its skin was actually a sleek black fur, garbed in a revealing dress that left little to the imagination. A pair of well developed breast bounced gently with each step. Her eyes narrowed as she sized me up. Yet the being did not make a move. Simply watching an enticing smile on her lips.

“Well, well, well. What do we have here?” The creature spoke, her tone sexy yet predatory. Her pupils scanned my half-exposed body, sizing me up. With each passing second, she got closer, and I stood there

petrified. Her soft, yet firm, body press against mine, and I looked up at her uncertainly, unable to muster the courage to move. Her brow raised in curiosity, and she buried her muzzle into my hair, inhaling softly.

“What an interesting creature you are.” She laughed while her lithe hands traced down my back. She inspected my shivering form, her fingernails slowly sliding up my chest before cupping my chin. She tilted my head up slowly, and I froze, her eyes gazing into mine.

“Your scent…” she whispered, pausing to contemplate her words. “It’s deliciously enticing.” she finished, flashing me a toothy grin and gently stroking my cheek. My body went numb at the implication of her words. I quickly concluded that running was the best solution. Grabbing her by the waist, I pushed her away from me and sprinted for the door. The creature laughed maniacally at my instant need to escape. I had hope, yet my plan failed when the giant doors slammed shut and clattered. The rusted locks creaked and groaned as they slid into place, barring my escape. She chuckled slowly, the hairs on my neck rising as I felt her body against the back of kine to rise. I dared not face her.

“Foolish little creature... did you honestly think you could escape Nightmare Moon, Queen of the night?” Nightmare Moon smirked. Turning I lashed out at her my fist striking her eye as she stumbled back wards taking off I sprinted towards an open window prepared to die from a fall than at the hands of this sadistic bitch.

"PLEASE NO." I cried the creature slamming into me as I cried out desperately clawing at her. Her larger frame pinning me my flailing, redundant. "Please... no." I whispered my ragged breath echoing around the floor as the beast sat atop me panting a manic look of triumph plastered across her face. Blood dripping down her face only severed to make her look more demonic. . Her eyebrow had a nasty cut from where I had struck her. Gingerly touching it she looked at the fluid with confusion.

"You made me bleed?" she stated as if not quite understanding the concept. Flicking the droplets of blood she giggled turning her eyes narrowed. "There is obviously more to you than meets the eye. But regardless you must be punished for this," she grinned.

Gripping my shoulder with a shocking amount of strength, she flung me around and wrapped her other hand around my neck. Lifting me up she eyed me like a starved predator baring her serrated teeth.

I gave a small gasp as she pivoted on the spot hurling me into the left-most wall. I cried out in pain my shoulder releasing a sickening crunch as I crumpled to the floor, wheezing weakly. With a deliberate

slowness the female creature strutted over, my shaken breaths muffling the sound of her foot steps.

“Now my little toy, we can do this the easy way or the hard way.” I heard her say, her tone humored and vile. Her heels tapped against the floor as she strutted towards me. She lightly kicked me over,

dragging me away from the wall before getting on her knees and straddling me. Her form once again hovered over my smaller form, the sheer size difference intimidating as she inhaled deeply. her body shuddered like an addict getting a fix. Her hands explored my body, playing with it like a child would a new toy. I could only look up at her with a concussion-filled daze, too terrified to move. Dragging me forward she propped me up against the wall the creature grinding against me as I knew that I was fucked.

I yelped in pain, her muzzle slamming against my mouth, causing the back of my head to smack against the solid stone wall. Her tongue shot into my open mouth and explored it enthusiastically. I tried not to gag, as her tongue made use of its length, sliding down my throat, I felt nausea built at the back of my throat.

Slowly, she started to undo her dress, the top half falling to revel her breasts. They were freakishly big almost repulsively as I turned away the mare tutting as she roughly grabbed my chin. Forcing me back I was "encouraged" to look at them. I blushed as the beast she immediately laughed at my expression.

She ignored the awkwardness of the situation, and she went to work on removing my trousers none to sensitively. The horrifying truth that I was about to be raped hit me. Her soft fur coated my body, filling me with warmth. Her silk-like fur acted as a makeshift blanket for my unprotected body. She reached downwards, her hand lightly stroking me. I reddened, refusing to make eye contact, yet I became hard just as quick.

People always said the first time having sex was a beautiful and romantic thing, but a first time rape was an entirely different story. Her body gave off a pleasant aroma of perfume whilst her lithe fingers stroked my mouth tenderly. Almost lovingly, she re-positioned herself over me and looked at me with a lustful smile. She none to gently lowered her privates onto mine as my body trembled in fear. I quickly discovered

Nightmare Moon was very aggressive and liked to be the dominant one. Blood trickled around my waist from what looked like a popped cherry, and the mare gave a gritted whimper from her shaking form, her wings giving a weak flutter.

The feeling of her walls clenching caused unwanted ripples of pleasure through my body.

Still reluctant i see. She chucked. her horn glowing a sickly black as I felt a wave of nausea hit me. My body acted as I felt a growing wave of panic wash over me. My hands moving sluggishly to group and fondle the mare as she let out a sigh.

Try as I might my body refused to acknowledge what my mind was screaming. I gingerly placed my lips to one of her breasts and latched on, nightmare moon gasping sharply. Inside I felt ill. Not only was I being forced to fuck this chick but I wasn't even given the decency to have a say over my body. Nothing more than a fleshy puppet for her to scratch an itch.

“Someone is quite adventurous.” she cooed mockingly, her right hand wrapping around my body to roughly yanked me closer. She increased her pace and continued nuzzling my cheek. I aggressively slapped her ass and groped the assaulted cheek while running my tongue over her nipple. The rough texture was strange and alien. I was trapped a prisoner to my own lust and her vile sorcery.

I released her breast from my mouth hungrily, and desired her mouth instead. My lust for her body eventually clouded my disgust for her. My hands skimmed through her fur, grabbing fistfuls of her mane. I gently licked her lower lip, seeking an entrance that she permitted. Her sharp teeth bit down on my tongue, drawing blood. I grimaced in pain while her tongue ruthlessly beat mine into submission.

Despite the incredible feeling, something felt wrong, as there was no enjoyment here. Only lust that hurt was present. I was only being used to get her off. Sweat trickled down our bodies, matting her fur. I

felt myself reaching my limit, and nightmare re-positioned us so that I was on my back. Her soft breasts smothered my face while she slammed her hips into me mercilessly, ignoring my gasps of pain. Her weight caused me discomfort, the immense pressure threatening to crush me. We changed positions several times, trying interesting and weird positions. The heat of the moment masking my revulsion for the creature dominating me.

“A- almost there, ahhh, d-don’t you quit on me yet, s-slave ahhh.” She panted between moans, her tone severe. I gulped and nodded rapidly. Her hands racked down my chest and left nasty cuts down my body, small droplets of blood leaking from the fresh scratches. Finally, she reached her peak, and I following suite. We gasped; our bodies shuddering from the intense orgasm, her eyes resting on mine blue meeting green. She sported a smug satisfied smile as she lay on my trapped form. Her fingers dexterously danced through my short brown hair while she waited for me to regain my breath, tenderly stroking my hair and grinding against me. Her actions had quick results, for I hardened again. Regaining her breath, Nightmare Moon's eyes widened in surprise at my erection, and she quickly reverted back to her cold glare.

“Hmm. Despite your inexperience, you were able to last far longer than stallions, and you were even able to get hard again. Yes, you will be perfect for satisfying me.” She complemented, her hand stroking my chin. Her patronizing cooing did little to quell my irritation at her none to gently mounting me again. Her personal pleasure easily took preference over the pain she caused me. She weighed at least a couple hundred

more pounds than me. Her powerful legs soon left my pelvis black and blue. Slamming down on me, she assaulted me with pain and pleasure, as the feeling was very bizarre. I tried to bear with it, but she was pulverizing my pelvis. Her loud, raucous moans resounded around the destroyed room and even knocked a pebble or two loose.

I hadn't noticed, but her back housed a large pair of wings. I reached out and lightly rubbed them, and the feathers left a pleasant feeling on my hands, sending shivers through Nightmare Moon’s body. She continued her merciless pounding. Her dominatrix routine obviously arousing her, as mixed fluids pooled around us. The fluids helped to ease her vice-like grip on my member. Unlike the first time, she stopped half

way through the sex, lifting herself up to relocate. My member prodded her other hole, and her eyes gleamed mischievously. Lowering herself, I hissed in pain as she scraped down my member, causing her to clench uncontrollably. This, however, resulted in my personal discomfort.

“Ah fuck! Too tight!” I gasped in pain, the barely pleasant feelings of sex vanished due to unbearable pain. I tried to ease her up using my hands to massage and rub her shoulders and back. Slowly, but surely, she started to unwind, making me smile in relief as the painful throbbing slowly subsided. Even the pain was replaced by an enjoyable feeling once we started off in a slow rhythm.

This slow and steady rhythm was soon lost as she reinstated her dominance. More than once, I felt the cruel, sharp sting of her hand slapping me. After a while, I was fed up, and I finally worked up the nerve to demand, “Why are you doing this?” Nightmare scoffed at my question; Mirth and mock-hurt became apparent in her eyes. Her hand wrapped around my throat, and her attacks increased in frequency and aggressiveness. She bit her bottom lip and raised her eyebrows, for she was nearing her orgasm.

“Because slave, something about your scent turns me on like crazy, and your stamina is a nice change to the pathetic thirty seconds that most stallions last.” She growled. She started playfully biting my ear, and I flinched in pain. I felt sorry for any unfortunate soul that had already bed this bitch, but I kept my lips sealed all the same.

After several minutes of hell, she reached her peak, and her body shuddered in pleasure before collapsing on me, causing me to groan from the sheer weight. I reached my peak from the final thud of her hips, and I gasped as air struggled to enter my lungs. Her thick pelt muffled my mouth and nose while I struggled to push her off. A sharp crack rang out, and I suppressed a scream. I had felt my bottom left rib crack, yet most of the pain was coming from my now-punctured lung. Fresh tears trickled down my cheek, but her facial expressions showed indifference to my pain.

“Get off of me!” I spat in pain and fury. The monster just contently nuzzled against me with a heaving sigh of relief. She eventually looked up at me with a mocking grin, pretending I hadn’t said anything.

Her body weight vanished, and I gasped for air, allowing my lungs to fully inflate. She towered above me; her eyes narrowed as her ears perk up. The left side of my chest felt like it was burning, for it started to rapidly swell; bulging out unnaturally and encouraging me not to move.

“You will stay there until I have returned! Do not even think about trying to escape! Or else!” She sneered. Her icy tone hinted at the torture that would await me if I disobeyed her. Waving her hand lazily, the mess around us disappeared, causing me to yelp in shock. The blunt reminder that this monster had magic dimmed any hope I had of escaping. Snapping her fingers, her dress slipped onto her by itself, hugging her curves tightly. Turning she gave me a seductive wink before her body was consumed by darkness.

Unsteadily, I got to my feet, causing me to wince in pain. I gingerly poked and prodded at the swollen area, and bit my lip when only pain greeted my actions. I snatched my trousers up and struggled to put them on. The shame and humiliation of being raped like a slave caused me to blush in embarrassment. Tears stung my eyes, but I roughly wiped them away, refusing to give her any satisfaction of hurting me if she returned. I was scared of the torture or beatings she would serve me if I was caught leaving, but I didn't care; escape was my only hope. I shambled forward, trying despite to ignore the agony in my swollen chest.

Slowly, I limped across the colossal room; As long as I could walk I refused to wait here for her to return. Even if the trip killed me I had to escape. I smiled as I reached the door, violently yanking the locks out. I tried to remain inconspicuous awhile I hobbled down the hall, but the effort alone was killing me. My chest went numb and, once again, adrenaline kicked in.

I navigated my way through the maze of corridors, hoping dearly to stay hidden from my rapist. The bat-shit insane monster named Nightmare Moon would haunt my dreams for months. As the minutes passed, I panicked more and more due to travelling in circles. Having passed the same decaying vase three times previously, my hopes of survival, or even escape, was dwindling.

My body gulped for air, collapsing against the side of a wall. My rapid, shallow breaths echoed though the cold, grey corridors. An explosion reverberated around the castle, and I froze. Images of an enraged Nightmare Moon filled my head, sending me into a panicked frenzy.

An enraged scream tore through the eerie silence, so there were no doubts my plan was failing. The castle shook violently, causing me to jump into a sprint away from it. In my haste to escape, I failed to notice one of the pillars had been shaken loose. Before I could react, it slammed into me, crushing my legs. I cried out in agony as the massive stone pillar snapped my legs in half. Blood gushed from the ruined

limbs, and screams of pain left my mouth as I frantically tried to push the pillar off of me. My pitiful struggles weakened with every drop of blood that gushed out of my ruined legs. I tried to stay conscious, but my vision blurred, and all I could focus on was the growing red puddle under me.

“This way! The scream came from this direction.” A soft, barely audible, voice called as my world turned black. The last image I saw was a pastel white form travelling towards me.

The elements of harmony had made quick work of Nightmare Moon once again. I helped my sister to her feet as she continued to babble apologies, but I had already forgiven her. I gently placed a hand over her shoulders, easing her burdens. I realized, to my distaste, that Nightmare Moon had placed several anti-teleportation runes around the castle, preventing us from simply teleporting to Ponyville.

We slowly walked down a corridor, being careful not to move too quickly. Luna occasionally stumbled, for her powers were still very weak. Twilight talked with her friends, and I stayed alert, looking for any traps or monsters that may be lurking. After that stunning display, I felt pride in my star student and her friends. While she talked and laughed with them, her happiness and the well-deserved victory left me giddy. my sister was back and nopony had gotten hurt.

An agonizing scream made the group stop in its tracks. The conversations dying as a pitiful whimper could be heard from a few corridors away. Gently sitting Luna down I instructed the group to stay on alert whilst I investigated. At the height of Nightmare Moon's power she had deployed mimics. Being that took the forms of dying ponies to fool my soldiers into helping them. Either this was one and needed to be destroyed straight away. Or Nightmare Moon had managed to kidnap someone.

I dashed down the corridors, my high heels clapping against the ground as my gown flapped wildly. Young Fluttershy’s right behind me as the young vet's caring nature and experience with injuries compelled her to follow me.

“This way! The scream came from this direction!” I bellowed, turning down another sharp corridor. I gasped once I witnessed a gruesome scene. A strange creature lay trapped under a large pillar. Its legs completely crushed as it weakly tried to move the pillar. I rushed forward as I channeled magic into my horn, tearing the pillar from the creature and sent it flying to the opposite side of the corridor. Kneeling slowly beside the creature, I fearing it was already too late. However, the gentle rise and fall of its chest filled me with hope, and Fluttershy soon arrived to assess the situation.

“Oh dear, this is bad, very very bad. We need to get it to a hospital fast.” Fluttershy spoke up. Tearing off large chunks of her skirt as she tried to stem the bleeding from multiple areas. Kneeling I gently nestled the being into my arms. Holding him tenderly as the rest of the group approached from behind. Having no time to chastise them for ignoring my orders. I channeled magic into my horn. I pictured the location of the Ponyville hospital before teleporting us. The familiar sensation of chocking caused me slight discomfort as we arrived at our destination.

The doctors and nurses were quick to react, placing the creature onto a stretcher as he was rushed into surgery. . soon the creature was soon on his way to a surgery that would hopefully repair the damage. Some of the Unicorns were already casting spells on the wounds to preserve blood. Meanwhile, I sat down trying to process the flurry of events that had transpired in the last hour.

Save for Twilight and Fluttershy who refused to leave. I ordered the rest to leave. I did not wish for the whole group to have to deal with the horrifying details of what my sister might have done to this being. And even then I was less than happy that Fluttershy had decided to stay. If this being survived and was in fact sentient I felt that Twilight would be the best bet for first contact as I doubted the being would take kindly to a 8ft tall alicorn.

Hours passed by, but we waited all the same. In fact, I had felt a little guilty for the creature’s wretched state. The poor thing might not have ended up this way if not for my sister. The knock on effect of my neglect had caused my sister to become the monster that had grievously injured this being.

“Y-Your majesty,” A timid voice spoke up, bringing my gaze upon a young nurse.

“Yes” I replied warmly, giving her my full attention.

“The creature is stable though only just. We know next to nothing other than the obvious. The creature is male, a very young male at that. From his body size we estimate that he is roughly in his twenties." She said, causing me to gasp. The thought of one so young going though that sort of pain made me grimace. Most ponies weren’t considered fully grown adults until they were around 40 years old. Living for centuries tended to make growing up a slow process for ponies. The gasps from the other two occupants made the nurse flinch as she shakily looked over the rest of the doctors notes.

"Another thing, we found bruises on his pelvic area and legs as well as scratch marks on his chest. The evidence clearly shows signs of sexually molestation and even rape.”

I felt my body go cold from images of the vile Nightmare Moon raping this poor thing when it was still a colt. It filled me with disgust; Nightmare Moon even in death still managed to make me physically ill. Torturing and raping something so young and defenseless.

Luna was, thankfully, resting at the young Apple farmers' home. I shuddered to think how she would respond. Sadly the same could not be said for Twilight or Fluttershy.

"Twilight i want you to keep an eye on this creature. I spoke up making the mare flinch as she gave a weak nod. "Inform me the second it awakens." I finished leaving the mare as I hoped that my pupil could help this tragic being.
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