FIMtasmagoria! Chapter 1
Zecora felt very sheepish for
falling into such a basic and clearly defined trap. The architecture
design reminded her so much of the ancient ruins in her homeland that
she was mesmerized and didn't take note of the archway lined with
glowing runes. She passed through it, caution thrown to the wind, and
suddenly found herself in what may or may not have been deeper inside
the ruins."How foolish I am, to not see where I go. How I will
escape, I do not yet know." she huffed. The fortunate side of things was
that the trap was not lethal, at least from what she could see.
However, it was so dark in here, wherever she was, that what she could
see didn't extend far beyond her own hooves.While she waited for
her eyes to adjust to the darkness, Zecora reflected on what brought
her here in the first place. It was a few days ago when she received an
unexpected visitor. Really, any visitor without an invitation or
reservation for her was unexpected, since she lived in the Everfree
Forest, where outside of a handful of ponies much more courageous than
the average filly, most were too scared to dare enter the untamed
woodlands. In this case, it was neither pony, filly or stallion, but the
young dragon that lived in Ponyville. He came bearing a wax-sealed
scroll in his claw."Hey, Zecora." Spike said. "I brought you an important letter from Princess Celestia.""You are not the one who brings mail to me." Zecora pointed out. "That is someone else; where is Derpy?""I'm
entrusted to deliver letters from the Princess personally." Spike
explained. He broke the wax seal and unravelled the scroll, reading its
contents aloud to her."Dear foreign compatriot Zecora, I,
Princess Celestia, have received news of a magical temple that has
appeared in Equestria. I understand that you have experience in such
matters, so I humbly request that you investigate this matter and ensure
that it's safe and of no danger to stray and curious ponies. Her Royal
Highness, Princess Celestia.""Why she does not consult Twilight?" Zecora asked. "She seems more suited to investigating this plight.""Twilight's
preoccupied with her studies. Besides, archeology isn't exactly her
thing. So will you do it? It'd put you on good standing with the
Princess, and that's always a good thing." Zecora thought about it for a
moment. She was running low on the more obscure components for her
experiments and brews. Perhaps she could make a deal with the Princess?
It wouldn't hurt to try, and she'd probably owe her one after this."Very well, I accept." she answered. "Please tell me where it lies while I get prepped."Spike
didn't answer. Almost as soon as Zecora gave her answer, he felt the
familiar churn in the pit of his stomach as Princess Celestia sent him
another letter. With a loud belch, he expelled a gout of green flame
that contained another wax-sealed note, almost identical to the one he
brought with him. He broke the wax seal and opened his mouth to read it,
but it was actually a map of Equestria, with a large red circle
indicating where the mysterious ruins were located."Oh, here it
is." Spike said, handing the map to Zecora. She gave it a look over. If
the map was accurate, it was nearly a full week, round trip; a difficult
journey, but she was used to travelling long distances. The zebra
tossed the map into a saddlebag along with dried fruits, trail mix, a
wool blanket, a tinderbox and a few other odds and ends she'd need for
travelling.By this time, Zecora's eyes adjusted to the darkness.
This room that she was teleported to, wherever it was, seemed to be a
temple or shrine of some sort. Empty torch brackets lined the walls all
the way to a half-spiral staircase that led down to an inverted circular
dais, and a large stone slab of an altar sat on top. Zecora had more
knowledge about shrines, prayer and ritual than she would like to admit,
but she knew that most shrines and religion to be a mass-based
communion. Normally, shrines were placed in such a way that a large
congregation of ponies could sit and watch on in worship.That
didn't apply here. There was no proper room or seating here for
observation. The ritual circle was placed in a manner that implied its
function was far more sinister. It was almost hidden away, as if its
function, its mission, was a selfish one. Zecora's ears flattened
against her head. She was familiar with this kind of ritual. In the land
her people now called home, before their arrival, there used to live a
tribe they named the Inusannon, who revelled in similar rituals to dark
gods older than recorded history. Living sacrifices, self mutilation,
literal bloodbaths, that sort of thing. Had they still been around, the
Zebras would never have settled anywhere near there."I must
steady myself; the fear I place back on the shelf." Zecora chanted to
herself repeatedly. She would have liked to leave, run far away from
this foreboding site, but her sense of obligation and curiosity
prevented her. This was no longer about trading favors for the Princess.
This was about ensuring that a cult or whatever eldritch horrors they
paid tribute to did not plague Equestria.The only sound, aside
from Zecora's heart pounding in her head, were her hoofbeats echoing off
the walls as she descended the staircase to the altar below. As she
suspected, it was made of stone and lined with details and
indecipherable runes which had long since worn away. Sitting on top of
the altar was a large block of a stone nearly a foot in diameter. She
couldn't really appraise it without proper lighting, but she thought it
to be obsidian.Zecora got closer, and she could hear a faint
humming emanating from the stone. It was the last thing she wanted to
hear in this place. The stone was probably humming with magic; the bad
kind. If it was, it was all the more reason for her to leave as soon as
possible.As she backed away, the humming suddenly ceased. Zecora
froze in place. Did she trigger something? Was it affected by movement?
After a moment of complete and total silence, a voice, loud and hollow,
rang out from the stone, causing Zecora to nearly hit the ceiling
thirty feet above her."Hello? Is this thing on?" the voice
called out. "I might not have eyes, but I can hear you breathing! Come
on, guys, it's been a long time since anyone's bothered to visit!" His
voice was deep, but chipper. Almost reminded Zecora of Pinkie Pie's
moxie."Who are you that calls out to me?" she asked. "What ghost or spectre yearns to be free?""Huh? I don't recognize your voice. Are you new here?""This is my first time here, although, the world you knew ended long ago.""Why
are you talkin' like a weirdo? How long has it been since I took the
big sleep? Ugh, one moment, I got a spell here somewhere that'll..."
Wisps of red energy popped into life around the room and flared up into
fireballs. The stone, likewise, burst into flames, but these flames
quickly twisted and formed into the shape of a large stallion, almost as
large as Princess Celestia. He jerked his head forward, straining
against an unseen force."Uhh... okay, this is embarrassing." he
said. "I'm... stuck. Back up a bit, this is going to get rough!" Zecora
took several steps back, but the stallion shook his head. "Further
back." Zecora backed up until she was up against the wall."My rump is against the wall." she said. "I can't back up at all.""Well,
you have to. I don't wanna crush you by accident when I get out of
here." Zecora looked around for a crevice or something she could hide
herself in. Her eyes returned to the stairs. If the upper level wasn't
safe, then nowhere was. She stood at the top overlooking the altar. The
stallion craned his neck around, trying to look for her."Okay, I
can't see or hear you now. I'm gonna take that as you're out of the
way. Alright, here goes nothing!" The stallion strained harder than
before, as if trying to physically pull himself through the stone. A
flaming hoof sprouted into existence, followed by another. He braced
himself against the altar and pulled himself through. Suddenly, the
fiery form burst into flames. Zecora backed away from the pit to avoid
getting scorched by the embers. Something large hit the opposite wall
where she tried to hide a moment ago."OW~" the voice moaned. "These walls are a lot harder than what I remember."Zecora
stepped back to the pit. Sprawled out on the ground against the
opposite wall from the altar was what she could safely assume to be the
stallion whose image she saw in the flames. He had very dark brown fur,
almost black, but his mane was white. He got to his hooves and looked
around in the darkness for Zecora, and found her on the stairwell."Oh good, there you are." he said. "I was afraid I crushed you for a moment.""Do not worry about my health." she replied. "I am fine. How about yourself?""A bit stiff, seeing as I've been trapped here for... oh, too long.""I am Zecora; that is my name. Now how about you provide the same?""A
name? Uhhh..." the stallion stared off into the distance, his flews
twitching as he tried to remember. "No no! Don't tell me! I got this!
It's... been a long time since I've ever been addressed. Oh! Now I
remember! It's Cere'Qul! I think!""For another moment, please bend your ear. Do you remember why you were here?""If I could barely remember my own name, what makes you think I'll remember why I was put here in the first place?""It doesn't hurt to ask. Now we need to escape; are you up to the task?""Hell yeah, I'd like to get out of here! Probably find whoever locked me in here while I'm at it!""Whom I doubt you remember as well. So how do we leave this crypt, pray tell?""I dunno, but all of a sudden... I fe-" he let out a large yawn. "-HEEEEEEEEL very tired!""AH! Your form! It fades!" Zecora gasped. "You're dissolving back into the shade!""Mmn,
it's probably the stone. Can't really project myself into the... world,
for too long. The void is a huge drain on my power."'He's my
only solution to escaping this tomb!' Zecora thought. 'If I don't free
him, I'm doomed!' She didn't give a thought as to why he was locked
here. His simple-minded expression and outright goofiness shifted those
thoughts to the back of her mind. He said something about projection,
that must mean the stone is a connection to the other side. She had a
few ideas on how to perform a ritual to keep him here, but that would
take too long and he was fading fast! She had to act now! *Cere'Qul
woke up to find himself and Zecora outside the temple. Zecora was
gathering up the remains of the stone in a cloth bag and tossing it into
her saddlebag. In the bright autumn sun, the stone, which was clearly
obsidian at this point, was like a black hole in the fabric of space."Where... are we?" he asked."We are outside. Turns out you didn't need to save my hide." Zecora explained."Why? What happened?""You were fading fast, and I found a solution that fit.""...so what'd you d-""I broke it.""You broke the stone?!""I had to act fast, or today would have been my last.""Ah, well, I guess it couldn't be helped. Not like I even remember what it did.""Come now, we must go." Zecora said as she put the saddlebags on her back. "Before the sun gets too low.""Where
are we going?" Cere'Qul asked as he took a step forward. He stumbled
around a bit as he tried to gain control of his legs. "Oh geez. It's
been such a long time since I've had legs.""To my home, for yours now rests beneath the loam.""Loam?
What is that, some kind of sponge?" Zecora rolled her eyes and tapped
the ground with her hoof. "Oh! The dirt! Wait, it's in the dirt?!""I
will explain on the way! Now come, we must not delay!" Zecora explained
to Cere'Qul that when she smashed the stone, the ruins ended up fading
away around them, leaving no trace of its existence aside from the stone
and himself. At least she tried to explain that to him. Keeping
Cere'Qul's attention turned out to be impossible. He was bounding ahead
of her through the tall grass like a deer, sending butterflies and birds
scrambling for safety."GRASS!" he exclaimed jubilantly. "It's
been so long since I've seen grass!" With his larger size over her, he
looked utterly ridiculous. Zecora rolled his eyes and let him have his
fun. She couldn't imagine how long he had to have been sealed away in
that stone, nor did she want to think about it. All she could do now was
make sure he didn't stray too far off the beaten path, or go too far
ahead.It was a shame that the ruins disappeared before Zecora
had a chance to study them and learn more about the people who built it.
There was much to learn from other civilizations, other cultures, other
ways of thinking. Some good, some bad, all very important. That's why
she moved out-"Hua hua hua hua!" Cere'Qul laughed like a giddy idiot as he ran off ahead, chasing a deer."Oh
no! Oh no!" Zecora exclaimed, hurrying off after him. "Too far, you
must not go!" Despite her endurance, Zecora could just not keep pace
with Cere'Qul and his quarry. Even the deer was quickly losing stamina.
Very few predators could keep up with a deer's agility and reflexes, and
most would have given up by now. With Cere'Qul being much larger,
faster, and seeming to not break a sweat from the effort, the deer was
unable to escape, and his hooves just gave out underneath him. Cere'Qul
came to a stop and very gingerly tapped the deer on its hindquarters."Tag!"
he said before bounding away again. It was at this point that he
realized he was thirsty. After spending countless centuries locked away
in the stone in a non-corporeal state, he forgot about the basic
equestrian needs. His nose, still sensitive from disuse, could pick up
the faint smell of moisture in the air. The smell led him to a calm
brook further ahead. When he found it, he dipped his muzzle into the
water and took a good long drink. Cere'Qul must have been more parched
than he realized. He could feel the water all the way down his throat
and into his stomach. It was remarkably refreshing after so long without
taste.When Cere'Qul drew his head back and let out a resounding
sigh of relief, he saw something in the water. He tilted his head to
the side, and the object moved with him. He moved his head the other
way, and the object mirrored his movement. Cere'Qul patted at it with
his hoof, to see if he could pick it up to examine it more closely, but
the form broke away with the ripples of the water, his hoof passing
through it, and a few seconds later, all the ribbons it scattered into
converged. After a few minutes of contemplation, he was suddenly struck
with revelation."This is... me?" he whispered to himself. "Yes,
this is me. Re-flec-tion." he didn't know what to think of himself. Soot
black fur, white mane, and eyes that burned and glowed like hot coals.
Was he... attractive? Or was he ugly as sin? Too many years passed. It
was like he had just emerged from the womb."Who... am I?" he
asked himself. A sudden flash of memory blinded the confused stallion
and he staggered back. His head felt numb and heavier than a mountain.
Foreign images and sensations came flooding into his mind all at once.The
world burned around Cere'Qul as he stared down another stallion. They
were standing in a cavern that glowed with the intensity of the sun, but
its context reeked of malice and hate rather than benevolence. Cere'Qul
breathed thick columns of flame from the pit of his stomach. He was
filled with wrath that burned with the same intensity as the fires that
surrounded them both. Three different forms of thought, three different
voices echoed in his head, one of them he knew was his own.The
other stallion charged. There was a flurry of hooves as Cere'Qul tried
to scare him back, but the other stallion was much faster. He skid to
the side and lunged at Cere'Qul's shoulder, but bit into something much
thicker. Cere'Qul could register the pain, but not the body part. Either
way, adrenaline and rage kept him standing and quickly numbed the pain
into a slightly bothersome sting. Fountains of blood sprayed out of the
alien tissue, and he responded by lunging forward and chomping clean
through the other stallion's back leg.Another flash of memory
blinded Cere'Qul's vision, and he found himself elsewhere. This time,
instead of being filled with wrath and hate, he was filled with passion.
His weight rested on top of another pony, a mare. He was inside her. He
could feel her muscles clamped down around him as he pushed all the way
into her depths. She was warm and loving, but something in his heart
told him that she was his.His mate.His concubine.His property.Another
flash. This time, there was nothing. No pain, no love, no feeling. It
was peaceful. Too peaceful. He was aware of this void and that filled
him with a terror unlike any other. *Cere'Qul woke up sprawled out on the ground. Zecora lay next to him, breathing laboriously."I
feel like I will drop dead." she panted. "My hooves feel like they are
made of lead!" Cere'Qul paid no attention to her, however. He was more
focused on the enormous erections he was sporting between his legs.
Erections. Plural. As in more than one. He didn't remember having two.
Or maybe he did? He did remember that he was different from the other
ponies, but that was an eternity ago. Was this what made him different?
The two shafts fully erected, slapping against his underbelly and each
other."Wrmh mgl Oep denjv?" A voice called out."Huh?"
Cere'Qul looked around for the source of the voice, but there was no one
around other than him and the odd-talking herbalist Zecora, and that
voice sounded nothing like hers. It didn't even rhyme."Glhpgj Epg rmgla!" the voice exclaimed."What?"
Wherever the voice was coming from, it was speaking in alien tongues.
The stranger part was that Cere'Qul could actually understand it. He
wasn't sure how, as he couldn't understand the words, but more the
context behind them."Your mane is in a flurry." Zecora said. Her
chest still rose and fell distinctively as she rested. "What has you
full of worry?""You don't hear that?" he asked."Hear what?""That voice. Someone is saying something like Gel-something something remula.""I
hear only the brook and nothing but." Zecora was behind him, so she
couldn't see the double cocks standing stiff. Unfortunately, it wasn't
going to remain a secret from her for long. A surge of heat swelled in
both members, yearning for the warmth and tight embrace he felt in those
memories. Rationality slipped away from him and gave way to raw
impulse.Cere'Qul got to his feet. When he put his hooves down,
he kicked up a cloud of embers that ignited the grass around him.
Zecora's head perked up and her ears drew back. This was exactly what
worried her back at the ruins, that it was a shrine to the nether
creatures that could scorch the land and plague the waters should they
find a way to this side, which was their unrelenting mission.It
was at this point that even though he appeared to be an Earth Pony,
Cere'Qul was anything but. Steam rose off his form, with was now glowing
with the same fire hot intensity as his eyes."I WilL mAKe ThEM
MInE!" He shouted. When he opened his mouth, he shot jets of flame out
all over the place. Zecora scrambled out of the way, her hooves still
heavy and cumbersome. The flame missed her by several feet, but the
intense heat singed her fur. If he could not control himself, Cere'Qul
would quickly burn down the entire forest!Zecora braced herself
for a nasty burn. She charged at Cere'Qul and reared around at the last
second to boot him with her hind legs into the brook behind him. He
barely had enough time to let out a shriek of terror before disappearing
under the water. There was an explosion of steam as the water flashed
to vapor from the heat. Zecora winced and dipped her hind hooves in the
brook. Even the brief contact with his skin was enough to singe her
hooves. Fortunately, the burn was not that bad, as most of the contact
was on her nails."AH!" Cere'Qul exclaimed as his body cooled
down enough to no longer hold back the tide of water. He was consumed by
the flow, and after a brief moment of silence, he thrashed around
violently under the water's surface as he desperately tried to escape.
His form returned to its ashen-colored state."What happened?" he asked."I would ask you the same." Zecora replied. "A moment ago, you were wreathed in flame.""I...
I don't know, actually. Last I remember was having s-" his ears
flattened against his head. He felt a little shy about talking about sex
to this stranger. "I think I remembered my past. Now it's like a dream.
I can't remember anything now.""This is a problem we shall later chase. For now we must return to base.""Okay...
fine by me." Cere'Qul looked between his legs. Being cooled off helped
alleviate the tension. His head was in a fog, but for a moment while in
his state, he was looking at Zecora in a different light. He imagined
her under his body, hugging both his dicks with her tight muscles. He
wanted her in that position. More than that, he wanted her to want to be
in that position. It didn't seem right, though, to demand that of her
when they barely even knew each other for several hours. Maybe after
they arrived where they were going... *"Are you
sure you don't mind that I stay here?" Cere'Qul asked for the hundredth
time as he took a look around Zecora's tiny hut. Too many things here
were easily flammable, and they were in the middle of the forest. It
wasn't a choice place for him to be, but Zecora didn't seem to mind that
as much as she did the repeated question."You are invited to my
home with pleasure, and yes, you may stay at your leisure." she told
him for the hundredth time. Zecora felt that he was her responsibility,
since she helped him from his prison. While she couldn't ask any of the
other ponies to help shelter the alien stallion, the power she witnessed
on the way back was too destructive to allow him into Ponyville. Her
hut, while it looked fragile, was designed to endure violent chemical
reactions during her experimentations. It was also why she lived out
here in the middle of the Everfree Forest.Cere'Qul looked around
the small hut. It was pretty spartan, all things considered, but
compared to the endless void he escaped from, it was like a palace.
Zecora had only one bed, and even if she lent it to him, even half of
him wouldn't fit on it. For the moment, they were returning from a brief
visit to Ponyville with a mattress and sheets so he could have at least
a makeshift bed to sleep in. Fortunately, he was strong enough to haul
it back with his own strength. They had to get a really big mattress to
accommodate him. It also involved moving around some furniture in the
hut, namely the cauldron that occupied the center of the main room."It will have to do, but I digress, I have to send a letter to the Princess." Zecora concluded as she observed their handiwork."Princess?""She is the ruler of this land. Royalty or deity, I do not know off hand.""Question,
Zecora." The zebra turned back to him right as she was about to find a
paper and quill. His head was nodding back and forth, and his eyes were
unfocused. "Do you have three three and a half twin sisters?" she shook
her head. "I thought not. One moment, I need to take a look at your
floor." Cere'Qul slumped over unconscious, his head striking the dirt
floor hard enough that Zecora could feel the tremor from several feet
away."By the I'Qali Mu, that must have hurt!" she winced. "I can
see his face imprint in the dirt!" Zecora thought to leave him there as
she went to retrieve her writing tools again, but she didn't feel right
just leaving him there sprawled out on the floor. She came back over
and tried to push him onto the bed. Even with her higher than normal
physical strength and stamina, Cere'Qul was still a massive pain trying
to push onto the mattress just a few feet away.As she struggled
to push Cere'Qul onto the mattress, he suddenly shifted around, then
rolled over right on top of Zecora. She didn't expect him to do this, so
she couldn't react in time and felt his weight pressing down on her. It
wasn't a sleeping weight, however. She realized that he was awake now.
Zecora was also aware of something prodding against her hindquarters.
Two somethings, in fact. She grimaced when she was horribly reminded
that Cere'Qul was a stallion."yES. YoU wiLl DO nIceLY." He growled, bucking his hips against her back."I will not tolerate your shenanigans here!" Zecora hissed. "This place will be yours to fear!""I mUSt ReBuILd mY hAreM." Cere'Qul said, his voice sounding strangely distorted. "YoU wIiL bE tHe fIRst!""Get
off of me, you fool! Do not dare penetrate me with your tool!" Zecora
kicked out from under him and backed herself up against the wall.
Cere'Qul returned to his strange, trancelike state that she encountered
back in the forest. The flames, however, were more controlled, and while
his body temperature was a lot hotter than normal, Zecora didn't get
burned on contact with him."DoN'T maKE ThiS DifFiC-UAHha!"
Cere'Qul was broadsided by a pair of hooves as Zecora whirled around and
bucked him right in the jaw. His face made a loud clack as she struck
mostly bone, and while that was enough force to drop most ponies, it
didn't seem to faze him in the slightest."oH yES. i wiLL hAVe
FUn bREaKiNG yOU." he growled joyously. He retaliated by slamming into
Zecora's side. The greater body mass he had on her meant she was
launched across the room like a lawn dart. She collided against the
opposite wall and slumped to the ground. It didn't cause her any
considerable injury, but it did disorient her. She shook off her stunned
state just in time to avoid another charge from the possessed stallion.
When she turned around to face him, Zecora could see the twin cocks
standing firm and erect between his hind legs. Her eyes widened
slightly. She knew already what his objective was, but this was the
first time she ever saw a creature with two dicks. It intrigued her, and
she would have liked to know more if it wasn't for the fact that he was
looking to make her his mate!Something coiled around Zecora's
hooves and rooted her in place before she could react. She pulled at the
roots, trying to free herself from the binds, but they were too strong
for her to break. Zecora looked back at Cere'Qul, and she saw the air
around him shimmering with odd familiarity. It took a second for her to
realize that he was casting magic; the shimmer was the same as when the
unicorns used their powers. But how was that possible? He didn't even
have a horn."This witchcraft seals your fate! Back away, lest
you experience my hate!" she hissed, but that didn't deter Cere'Qul. As
he approached, two columns of flame sprouted from his shoulders and
molded into the shape of a head similar to his own. The flames gave way
to flesh and fur; three identical heads now weighed down the front of
his body.Cere'Qul went around behind Zecora and pressed his
weight down on her back. His pricks pressed against her tailhole and
labia. Her questions about the function and purpose of two cocks were
quickly answered as they simultaneously pushed into both holes. The one
entering her pussy went in easily. Zecora was no virgin; her first time
was with her mentor back in her homeland, a combination of her coming of
age and helping test out a new concoction to restore vitality in older
zebras. That said, it was a long time since she had sex. She forgot how
it felt to have a cock fill you up to capacity, and Cere'Qul's were
mighty large.Of course, that was a double-edged sword when it
came to the one poised to enter her asshole. She never took anything up
her butt before, but she heard of some ponies (read: Applejack) that
loved it. Zecora honestly couldn't understand why they enjoyed it. She
experimented with anal herself using some polished wooden dildos she
bought in town, but quickly stopped upon feeling the considerable
discomfort from getting her asshole stretched apart. Now, however, she
didn't have the option of quitting.Zecora grit her teeth as the
shaft probed her tailhole. The bulging pucker was pushed in slightly
before it spread apart and granted the stallion access. It was an
extremely tight fit; Zecora felt like she was getting split in half from
behind. Despite the pain, it felt strangely good, especially combined
with the dick pushing into her pussy. It was muddying her thoughts and
making it difficult for her to remember that she was pissed off at him."YeS!
yOu WiLl gIVe bIRth tO hEAlthY fOALs." he said as he pushed his body
forward. Both shafts slid all the way down to the base. Zecora grunted
and cried out in a combination of pleasure and pain. Somewhere in the
core of her body, between her rectum and uterus, she felt an intense
surge of delight. Both cocks rubbed against that sensitive area, which
made her squeal with joy. That was a weird experience for her, for she
never squealed."This joy I feel is so strong!" she gasped. "How can it feel good when it is so wrong?""eNJoY
iT! CHeRiSH iT! i WiLL fIll yOU wIth mY gLoRIOus SeeD!" Zecora pushed
back against the cocks in time with Cere'Qul's thrusting. She wanted to
better brace herself against the ground or take another position that
was more comfortable for her, but she couldn't adjust herself as she was
still bound by the vines. She would have asked Cere'Qul to release her
and allow her to find better position for both of them, but she found it
almost impossible to find the proper words.Zecora felt two sets
of teeth clamp down on her neck. It wasn't a strong bite, but sharp
incisors punctured the skin. Zecora could feel something being injected
into her bloodstream, based on the pressure she could feel going into
her neck. What followed was pure, unbridled pleasure; the kind that
hinders your thoughts and makes you think of nothing else. The venom
spread throughout her body like a great warmth. her swollen black clit
began to tingle, and less than a minute later it began to throb. It was
the closest she'd ever come to understanding what an erection for a
stallion was like."yOU wIll bE OUr mOst bElOvEd, lIttlE OnE."
Cere'Qul's center head growled as he quickened his pace. Zecora could
feel the balls pulsing as they slapped against her pubis with every
thrust. Even the cock in her ass felt wonderful. Zecora felt like a
virgin again, taking her mentor's meat for the first time. Her head
buzzed with endorphins and her body glowed with the unique warmth that
preluded a powerful orgasm."Your cocks feel so good in my pussy
and bum!" she moaned. "It feels so good, I'm gonna... CUM! HAAANHHH!"
Both holes tensed up around the cocks as she experienced her first
double orgasm. Her legs trembled violently and she squirted her musky
cream all over the ground underneath her. She was only vaguely aware of
the cock throbbing familiarly, preparing to shoot the stallion's
extremely fertile load into her, but she didn't care. Her body craved
it, and no force in the world was going to stop either of them."rEcEIvE
mY cHIldREn!" he roared as he came. His urethra was pressing against
her cervix, so his thick, creamy load shot directly into her womb. The
volume was incredible. It swelled up her stomach so she looked like she
gained a few pounds. She could feel his sperm splashing into her asshole
as well, filling her intestines and further swelling her belly.
Something about getting filled like this made her feel lightheaded and
blissful. It was more than she ever took inside her before. No stallion
could even begin to compare to his volume!Cere'Qul removed
himself from Zecora's holes and slumped over next to her. Cumming
through both cocks at the same time really took a lot out of him. After
practically pissing a lake's volume of jizz into her, he was just about
ready to go to sleep.The vines holding Zecora in place went
slack, and she was able to move again. A few minutes ago, she would have
attacked Cere'Qul the instant she could, but the hormones from her
double orgasm and whatever was in that bite made her loopy and strangely
affectionate. Zecora curled up next to Cere'Qul and licked at his
dicks. They had a warm, smoky taste to them. The urethrae still drooled
with his cum. Zecora eagerly lapped up the salty spooge. For some
reason, she enjoyed the taste. she wrapped her hooves around each member
and vigorously stroked them. The limping erections very quickly shot
back up, awake, active and ready for more attention from her.Cere'Qul
was barely conscious at this point in time. He was vaguely aware of
Zecora going to work on his cocks. While the middle and right heads were
quietly resting, the left head watched Zecora intently. Eventually she
looked up and their eyes met, and after a moment's pause, they leaned in
to share a deep, passionate kiss. Their snouts made it a bit awkward,
but it was nonetheless hot for them."shOw mE whAt yOU cAn dO
wItH thAt mOUth oF yOUrs!" he said as he drew his head back and
continued to observe her. Zecora returned her attention to the two
throbbing dicks. She swirled her tongue around the ring-shaped meatus.
All three heads stirred from having that very sensitive place
stimulated. Seeing the effect it had on the cerequine, Zecora did the
same to the second cock. Her efforts were rewarded with a faceful of
precum, which gushed out in a solid clear stream and coated her face.
She licked off the goo, finding it to taste very sweet, yet salty at the
same time."Mmnnn, it's so tasty. Do you have more for me?" she asked."kEEp
lIckIng aND fInd OUt!" Cere'Qul replied. Zecora continued to service
both cocks. As much as she wanted to plant herself on them again, she
was tired from her first go with him, and couldn't exert much more
energy than she currently was. It suited her just fine, though. She
loved the taste of his cocks.Zecora alternated between licking
the meatus and stabbing the entrance with her tongue. She didn't achieve
any penetration, but based on Cere'Qul's reaction, it felt very good to
him. The dicks throbbed violently, threatening to erupt at any moment.Zecora
stood up and guided the bottom cock to her pussy lips while the top one
pressed against her stomach. She let it sink all the way into her,
where it pressed against her cervix again. She wiggled her hips back and
forth while she serviced the top cock, taking the tip into her mouth
and sucking on it like a lollipop.Cere'Qul groaned loudly as he
came, shooting thick ropes of sperm all over and inside Zecora. His
volume was no smaller than the first time he came only a few minutes
before. Zecora's eyes rolled in the back of her head, feeling the fresh
new load splashing inside her. Despite the lack of stimulation since her
last orgasm, it was enough to push her over the edge again. The cum he
shot into her mouth was as thick as molasses. Zecora was immediately
addicted to the taste. She also loved how it felt on her skin, and she
moved the cock around to coat as much of her body as possible.When
she was done, Zecora's entire front was coated with his jizz. Her womb
was once again swimming with the stuff, and she felt a warm glow in the
core of her body. Cere'Qul's left head's eyes were glazed over and his
tongue flopped out. Zecora worked his cock like magic. It didn't take
much from her to blow his load. Because she was the only mare he's been
with so far - and for that matter, the only mare he's even seen - he
didn't know if the others were this good. If they were even half as good
as her, he was going to like it here. *"Dear
Zecora, my scouts have informed me that the mysterious ruins have just
as mysteriously disappeared from the lands. I do not know if you managed
to investigate them in time, but if you have, I eagerly await your
report on the matter."Princess Celestia was in her private
chamber, reading aloud the letter to Zecora as she wrote it. It was
nearly two weeks since she sent the first letter regarding the ruins. As
the reigning princess for over several thousand years, she was very
familiar with the landscape and people, so this sort of thing did not go
unnoticed for her. Her duties prevented her from investigating it
herself, and of course she liked to hand off such tasks to her loyal
subjects like Twilight as part of their training and development.There
was a sudden disruption of spacetime in the dead center of Celestia's
room, which made her drop her quill and paper and take a step back in
surprise. At first, she thought it was her sister Luna, who was the only
pony who would dare barge into her room uninvited and unannounced.
However, she sensed a different presence emerging from the rift; an
familiar and unpleasant presence. Her expression darkened."Discord?!"
she exclaimed as the chaotic entity entered her room. "What are you
doing out of your prison? How did you break out-""There's no
time for that." Discord said. He sounded unnaturally concerned. "Tell
me, Princess, has there been anything unusual going on, lately?""Not anything in particular.""Be
honest with me. This is a serious question. When have you ever known me
to be serious?" Truth be told, Celestia didn't like the idea of Discord
being serious. When he was out and uncontrollable, Discord merely
playing around was already a severely dangerous threat, but he didn't
really have any ambitions beyond doing what he wanted. Should he
actually develop a malicious streak, there was no telling what kind of
destruction he could cause to Equestria."Well, there were some strange ruins that appeared up north. I ordered one of my subjects to go investig-""Where!? You must tell me where right now!" That was a first. Discord sounded genuinely concerned, almost... in a panic?"What is it to you?" Princess Celestia asked."I've
been around a lot longer than you'd think. I also used to have minions,
and I thought they were all dealt with the first time you banished me.""Are you saying this is your doing?" Discord rocked his head back and forth."...Y~es
and no. He was one of my first minions, and an incredibly untamed one
at that. I planned to fix him at a later date, but then you sealed me
away, and, well... I forgot about him until now.""Is he dangerous?""Possibly. After what I did to him, he is but a shadow of what he once was, but nonetheless still dangerous.""Oh... that might be a problem, then..." *"Why
are we heading into town, again?" Cere'Qul asked, tailing behind
Zecora. The thicket of trees gave way to reveal the quaint town of
Ponyville. From where they stood, Cere'Qul could see that most of the
houses were artificial constructions, rather than being grown out of
trees like Zecora's hut, though a few looked like they were, far off in
the distance. Ponies of many colors went about their business around
town, and Cere'Qul immediately felt out of place. He easily towered all
of them; until now, he just thought Zecora was smaller than normal, but
after seeing other ponies he realized that he was the anomaly."We need some ingredients for a potion." Zecora explained. "So you don't chafe when we're in motion.""Works
for me, I guess." He wasn't even going to pretend to know what she was
saying. Living with her for the past week and a half, he still couldn't
figure out Zecora's cryptic words, and she hardly went out of her way to
explain the meaning of her words. He was still trying to figure out how
they even got together. He just woke up one morning and there they
were, banging like wild rabbits. Worked for him. After spending so long
in the Void, he forgot the warmth of a good mare.A flash of
light struck the ground some distance in front of them, kicking up a
huge cloud of dust. The impact was powerful enough that they could feel
the shock wave travel through the ground under their hooves. Other
ponies whinnied in shock and made a run for it."What is this
anomaly that causes the ponies to flee?!" Zecora exclaimed. Cere'Qul was
frozen in place as he sensed a familiar presence. He couldn't quite
place it, but whatever it was filled him with intense dread."So
tell me, Cere'Qul. How did you manage to escape your imprisonment?" a
voice asked from the dust cloud. The wind swept the obscuring screen to
reveal a long snakelike abomination composed of many different animals.
There was nothing even remotely symmetrical about him."Who are you?" Cere'Qul asked."You
don't remember me? I figured as much. It has been, what, ten thousand
years? Of course for you it would have felt far longer than that. It's
remarkable you're even coherent." His voice was low pitched, and he
spoke with the air of royal pretentiousness."What are you talking about? Imprisonment... you don't mean?""You
really are slow, as usual. I am the one who put you there in the first
place. I didn't mean to put you there for so long, but other matters got
in the way.""You... what?" Zecora looked over at him and noticed his mane was flickering again. His body was also trembling."If
it makes you feel any better, you won't have to live with the torment
for much longer. It's time for you to go." the chaotic creature held a
claw up, palm extended out at Cere'Qul. A bright orb of pulsing energy
formed in his hand, then glanced over at Zecora. "Zebra, I would stand
clear of him if I were you. This is going to get me-OUGHH!"A
massive fireball propelled at Discord at such high speed that Zecora
couldn't have told where it came from if it weren't for the trail of
flame left in its wake on the ground. Discord was engulfed in the
fireball and sent flying back with it, where it exploded in an enormous
fireball. Zecora looked at the source of the fireball. Cere'Qul stood at
its creation point. His two extra heads were back, his mane lashing
violently like a brushfire and his body glowing with internal heat like
an active volcano."yOU sOn oF A bITch!" he shouted. "yOU wErE thE onE wHO sTOlE mY lIfE! mY hArEm! mY mArES!"Discord
flew out of the explosion and fired a salvo of magical balls that
spread out and carpeted the entire area around Cere'Qul. Zecora made a
run for it, just barely dodging the magical explosions. Where the magic
bolts hit, the area turned into chocolate. Cere'Qul, however, threw up a
barrier that stopped the magic from affecting him."So what?!
They weren't even yours to begin with!" Discord retorted before firing a
second salvo. Cere'Qul fired his own array of magical bolts, each one
neutralized the other in midair. Through the colorful explosions,
Discord charged through and looped around to whack Cere'Qul across the
face. The impact must have been more powerful than it looked, as he was
sent flying back into the thicket of trees. The roof of the forest
trembled and some trees off in the distance fell over as his body
punched through them like balsa wood. Discord lay in pursuit, snaking
through the trees in a circular sidewinding pattern through the air. He
followed the path of destruction Cere'Qul's body made through the
Evergreen Forest. He reached a clearing near a river, where the trail
ended. Discord looked back and forth for his quarry, but he was nowhere
to be found. He must have fallen in the river. Born from efreeti blood,
water was his primary weakness. It cooled down his internal body
temperature and stripped him of his powers. The problem was when he was
charged up like this, it would require a large amount of water, and even
though he could cool the temperature to just below freezing, it would
take a while before he could strip all of Cere'Qul's power.Wait a minute. He could use magic. Why was he worrying about this?Discord
saw something in the corner of his eye moving fast towards him. He
leapt out of the way just in time to avoid being broadsided by a boulder
the size of a small house. It barrelled across the river and demolished
several trees unfortunate enough to be in its way. Cere'Qul came
charging out of nowhere. Floating next to him was a large blade carved
out of stone. He scraped it across the ground, creating large dashes in
the ground as he lunged at Discord. He tried to make a swing at him, but
it struck an invisible barrier just inches from Discord's head."That
all you've got?" he asked casually as Cere'Qul strained to break
through the shield. "You really have become weak in your imprisonment."
He swatted the blade aside with one arm and grabbed Cere'Qul's middle
neck with the other claw. He whipped around several times and threw him
across the clearing. Cere'Qul bounced against the ground several times
before falling over the edge of a cliff. He managed to stop himself from
spiralling off uncontrollably into the void, then levitated back up to
the top of the cliff. As he crested the ledge, however, he had to
quickly dodge another array of magic bolts from Discord. He landed on
the ground and retaliated with a jet of flame from all three heads at
once. Discord didn't even attempt this time to dodge it. As the fire
caught the grass, bushes and trees ablaze, Discord charged straight
through the flames. With an upward slash, he summoned forth three
columns of rock that punched Cere'Qul under the chin, launching him back
over the cliff edge. This time, however, Discord lunged forward and
grabbed his hooves, then wheeled around, spinning him around like a
tornado."It's time for you to COOL OFF!" Discord shouted as he
loosed Cere'Qul directly at the river. He made an enormous splash that
easily dwarfed the treetops and sent out shockwaves across the earth
several tens of meters from the impact site. Following the splash was an
eruption of steam, but Discord knew that wasn't going to be enough to
stop the beast.Cere'Qul burst out of the water and let out a
deafening roar that sent flocks of birds flying out from the forest in
terror, the ones who weren't already fleeing from the expanding
brushfire. The flames coming off Cere'Qul's body were more violent than
ever; it seemed that getting dunked only pissed him off."I WILL
MAKE YOU PAY FOR EVERYTHING YOU TOOK FROM ME!" Cere'Qul bellowed before
charging at Discord. He didn't break stride even as he saw large columns
of water breaking out of the ground and snaking over to him. There were
dozens of them, each thicker than his entire body. They lashed out at
him, striking with a subzero bite that sapped away his anger and by
extension his power. It wasn't all at once; each lash took away bits at a
time. He still had the ability to fight back.Cere'Qul fired an
arc of lightning from his back that jumped from one current of water to
another, trying to make its way to Discord. By the time it managed to
make contact with him, however, it lost all its potential, and barely
affected Discord at all."D-dam~miiit." he hissed just before
being overwhelmed by the freezing water. His two extra heads dissipated
and his mane turned back to the normal off-white color again. Discord
engulfed him completely in the water, molded it into the form of a ball,
and flash froze it. Cere'Qul was immobilized in the center of the giant
orb of ice, not dead, but not in a pleasant state. Discord threw the
orb at the ground, where it shattered into a thousand pieces, leaving a
crater where it struck. Cere'Qul was a crumpled heap in the center of
the crater. Discord landed on the very edge of it."I'm done
toying with you." he said, holding out a claw. He summoned gigantic
levels of energy that electrified the air around them. "Sorry to do
this, but you're simply too dangerous to keep around. Goodbye,
Cere'Qul."Discord fired a titanic column of energy at Cere'Qul,
engulfing him completely. The energy beam sliced a path clean through
the forest, turning everything in its path to ash. It went on for miles,
leaving nothing but desolation in its wake. Where Cere'Qul lay, there
was nothing, not even dust. It was over.Discord let out a heavy
sigh. He acted with a heavy heart. Cere'Qul was one of his greatest
creations, and his greatest failure. It was for the best that he died
rather than let him run loose across Equestria again.Rain cloud
suddenly converged overhead at an unnatural pace and let loose a heavy
rainfall that extinguished the forest fire. Shortly afterwards, Princess
Celestia landed next to him, looking angrier than he ever saw her
before."What the hell, Discord?" she exclaimed. "I didn't know you planned on killing him!""I did what had to be done, your majesty." he said, sounding condescending when he addressed her."By nearly destroying Ponyville and the entire Everfree Forest in the process?""Only
one person died today, and they were my intended target. If I let him
run free, you have no idea the possible destruction he could have
caused.""If he became that big a problem, I would have taken care of it.""Humph.
I doubt it." Discord took flight, hovering some tens of feet above her.
"Trust me, Princess, he's better off dead. Not everything can be turned
with the power of friendship.""Where do you think you're going?""Cancun?
Fillydelphia? I don't know. Any change of scenery would be nice after
spending so long cooped up in that statue. Don't worry, I'm not looking
to cause problems anymore. I just need a vacation." With that, he took
off, breaking through the clouds and disappearing out of sight. Celestia
shook her head and turned her attention to the remains of their
battleground. It would take several weeks of magic and hard labor to fix
all this, even with her assistance. The trees themselves would need to
regrow naturally, and that would take several years. She wasn't sure
what to tell the ponies back at Ponyville. They didn't need to know such
brutality, but at the same time, she needed to tell them something to
put their hearts at ease.