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Nightmare Devotion	By : Rathian_Heart Category: +M through R > My Little Pony Views: 3895 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Nightmare Devotion
- 1
Throughout all of Ponyville, children were venturing out into the dark dressed in varying styles of dress. Some were pirates, others were princesses. Some were storybook heroes, others were their own creations. But the point of it all was the same. Each child hoped, within whatever the time limit imposed upon them by their parents, to amass a candy hoard greater than any of their friends. For some, they aimed for their hoard to rival or even surpass those of dragons.
Tonight was Nightmare Night.
Many saw tonight as a way to escape their usual dull, boring lifestyles and be able to pretend to be someone they weren't or indulge in a fantasy without fear of awkward stares or hushed whispers. Even some of the older ponies observed the holiday and proudly (though some scandalously, for certain) paraded costumes clearly of Rarity’s unique design. For some, however, the original, millennium old tradition of Nightmare Night was still observed in some degree.
“Aren't you a little old to be asking for candy?” Stormchaser groaned.
“Perhaps, but we aren't here for candy,” a pony whom Stormchaser was sure was old enough to be his father said gruffly. “Your presence has been requested at the palace.”
Stormchaser arched his eyebrow as he quizzically looked the older pony over. He was dressed in a pale blue armor with black highlights. It was polished and reflected the moonlight in an eerie, ethereal way. From the way it looked cared for, it was likely this was more ceremonious or decorative armor rather than what one would wear into battle. He was also flanked by two similar looking soldiers.
“Right, well, I'm a little busy right now. I'll be sure to send my regards though,” Stormchaser grumbled as he set to close the door in their faces. The soldier reached out and held it open, unable to be budged.
“I don't believe you understand,” the soldier said grimly. “Her highness, the Princess Luna has requested you, Stormchaser, as one of the few who observe the original intention of Nightmare Night, to appear before her.”
Stormchaser could feel his blood begin to boil. Although he rarely liked to be bothered, he could usually just brush off the mild irritation. These soldiers were beginning to get under his skin though. He opened his mouth to argue once more, but felt the blood drain from his face as he noticed the now obvious crescent moon motif about their armor. The lead soldier smirked as he seemed to sense Stormchaser’s realization.
“The palace, you say?” Stormchaser chuckled awkwardly. “Well, we'd better be off then, shouldn't we?”
“I'm glad we both see the sense of urgency,” the soldier continued to smirk as he led Stormchaser off.
***
“Is this the one?” Luna sighed.
“Yes, your highness, as you said.”
With a wave of her hand, the soldiers who had escorted Stormchaser to Luna’s quarters within the palace bowed, turned on the heels and marched out.
“Care to explain why I'm here?” Stormchaser mumbled.
Luna’s guard had said nothing the entire way as Stormchaser had been hastily rushed into her throne room. He's known the princess was somewhat aloof, but he couldn't have prepared himself or even believed what was before him.
Instead of a proper throne, the princess lazed across a lavishly decorated couch. Her ethereal mane and tail fluttered like clouds and blended well with her dress, which seemed to have been made from the very night sky itself. What surprised Stormchaser the most though was that the top of her dress seemed to be only two strips of fabric while the bottom had great chunks missing from the sides.
Luna grinned wickedly as she noticed Stormchaser’s obvious leer. She sat up some and propped herself up with her arm. Stormchaser wasn't sure if it was intentional or just their nature, but each movement Luna made caused her basketball sized tits to jiggle and sway.
“You're here to amuse me,” the princess crooned. “I'm sure you've heard the stories of the prodigal princess, so eccentric and aloof in her dream world tower?”
Stormchaser nodded slightly. He'd never thought much of the rumors about Luna being eccentric or even plain strange, but as he glanced about her throne room everything began to make sense. Placed throughout the room, as Stormchaser would expect, several of what he figured were Luna’s elite guard. What he wouldn't have ever expected was that, though their peak physical appearance was a given, none wore more than their helmets, pauldrons and greaves. In place of what would have been the rest of their armor, they each wore a polished, cobalt codpiece. More surprising was each one’s crotch looked no smaller than a softball.
“Don't feel too self conscious,” Luna purred as she shifted her weight and swapped to the other side of her couch. “They want were all specifically hand picked.”
Stormchaser attempted to suppress a small gasp as his attention returned to Luna. While she moved, one of her large tits had come free from the feeble strip. The dusty blue, pillowy orb flopped and hung from Luna’s chest and Stormchaser tried to awkwardly, subtlety adjust himself for fear that Luna would be offended by his slowly growing erection.
“Oh, how clumsy of me,” Luna mockingly teased as she giggled. “If the sight of my nipple is enough to get you flustered, dear Stormchaser, then this definitely will be an entertaining night. But first,” she purred. “I want you to tell me a story… A nightmare story.”
“Excuse me?” Stormchaser stammered. Each passing moment was making him more uncomfortable about his current situation, and each surprise from Luna only doubled that feeling.
“Tell me a story. If it pleases me, you can stay here for as long as you wish. If it doesn't, or you refuse,” Luna moaned softly as she hefted her loose tit and slowly played with her thick, rubbery black nipple. “Then you'll find yourself having imagined this was a very, very wet dream.”
Stormchaser gulped and shuddered the way Luna moaned and emphasized “wet.” He’d given up on trying to hide the fact that Luna’s display was arousing him, but he cursed himself as he'd realizing he was now freely producing a rather copious amount of precum.
“What kind of story,” Stormchaser panted.
“A nightmare one, like I said. I want to know what stories people have come up with during my more jealous period. As you're one of the few alive who still know that Nightmare Night is for stories and legends in order to appease the one they called Nightmare Moon, surely you should be an expert on the subject.”
Stormchaser sighed and attempted to ignore Luna licking her lips as she stared at the thick bulge in his pants. “Of when you were Nightmare Moon? Well, there are dozens. Hundreds even…”
“Well, then you'd better pick a good one,” Luna smirked as she continued to play with her nipple.
Stormchaser gulped as he went through the various stories he'd heard. “Obviously there's the basic boogeyman story. For children to behave, or a Nightmare Moon will come down from her dark palace in the moon and gobble them up.”
Luna rolled her eyes. “Please, don't bore me with the childish ones. I want the more adult versions of my legends,” Luna purred as she raised one of her legs.
Stormchaser gasped softly and groaned as he felt his cock pulse uncomfortably in his pants. He was sure he would likely burst from them any moment as he stared at the princess’s bare leg. Now able to see the bottom half of her dress was a simple drape that covered her nethers, Stormchaser’s breath came out in short pants as he tried to subtly catch a glimpse of what lay beneath it.
“You weren't banished simply for attempting to usurp Celestia,” Stormchaser panted. “Celestia could easily have used the harmony elements to seal you away as you and she had done to Discord years before.”
“Oh? Well why did she seal me away in the moon?” Luna purred as she slowly reached her hand down between her legs.
“She had caught you with the royal consort, shortly after becoming Nightmare Moon. At first Celestia wasn't sure who you were, but as you bathed in her consort’s cum, you'd announced you were no longer the young innocent Luna.”
“And then she tied me up and tortured me, and did horrible, depraved things to my much more voluptuous body,” Luna moaned as she furiously rubbed her crotch. “After my banishment, the few subjects I still had who were loudly to me, from that forward would refer to her as Princess Molestia behind her back, and joke that each apprentice she had she would enact the same perverse actions upon.”
“I can tell you're surprised,” Luna grinned wickedly. “Practically every story that involves my sister and sex ends the same way. I suppose there's some truth to it.”
“As for you though,” Stormchaser gulped as Luna raised the hand previously between her legs towards him. “You can take off those restrictive pants of yours. They seem to be doing more harm than good at this point.”
Without hesitation, Stormchaser undid and shoved his pants to his ankles. He sighed with relief, though couldn't help but feel exposed as Luna stared hungrily at his dripping erection.
“You may not have the balls that my elite do, but my, my,” Luna purred as she licked her lips. “That shaft could definitely give them a run for their money.”
“Thank you, your highness,” Stormchaser replied awkwardly. Though no longer trapped, his cock was painfully hard and the tip of the twelve inch shaft flared and drooled precum.
“Perhaps you'll do well if you stay in the palace,” Luna purred as she sat straight and freed her other tit. She moaned softly as she arched her back, causing them to bounce freely. “Close your eyes pet, I have a surprise for your wonderful storytelling.”
Stormchaser could feel his brain fighting with itself as he tried to pull his gaze away from the princess’s tremendous boobs. When he had finally managed to shut his eyes, he heard the shuffling of the princess dismounting her couch and the clacking of her hooves against the throne room floor. He gasped in surprise as he felt himself being pushed to his knees and feeling a sweaty heat invade his nostrils.
“Open them.”
Stormchaser gasped as he opened his eyes. He had expected to see the meaty, glistening lips of Luna’s pussy. Instead, for a brief moment, he saw a pair of dusky blue, grapefruit sized testicles before Luna grabbed his head and pushed him into her large scrotum.
“Don't be too surprised pet,” she moaned. “It's a royalty thing, and as a royal I expect you to pay proper tribute.”
Stormchaser gasped and moaned softly as Luna pressed his head deeper against her balls. His nostrils were filled with her scent and he panted heavily against them as he could feel a long, thick, fleshy tube beginning to extend just above his head. He shuddered slightly as he realized that it could only be her cock and tried as hard as could not to imagine the impossible length it was reaching. Slowly, Luna began to grind Stormchaser’s face against her heavy balls and he groaned as her cock rhythmically slapped him atop his head.
“Use your tongue pet,” Luna purred. “When I pull your face away, I want to see them glisten.”
Nervously, and with some trouble, Stormchaser extended his tongue and slowly licked about Luna’s perfectly smooth sack. He panted softly against it as he slowly dragged his tongue in every which direction, determined to have the princess’s balls bathed as quickly as possible. Luna moaned softly and smirked down at him as she allowed Stormchaser to lift her heft balls out of his face before lapping against the musky underside. He sighed softly when the princess had finally pulled him from her scrotum, her grip on his head loosening.
“If I didn’t know any better, I’d have thought you’d done this before,” Luna smirked. “Maybe you’ll be my personal attendant from now on, or at least for my guard.”
Stormchaser could feel the blood drain from his face as he envisioned himself as Luna’s permanent pet, forever locked in a ball sucking servitude. His attention was brought back to reality as he felt himself being pulled toward Luna’s couch throne and his ears were filled with the sound of her giggling.
“That’s just one possibility, you know,” she purred as she sat on the couch, her legs spread wide. “I might make you my personal cock sleeve, or even my consort. Which, speaking of…”
Stormchaser bawked as he glanced down between Luna’s legs. By equine standards, his twelves inches was considered a still somewhat modest length, but Luna’s cock dwarfed his considerably. The thick, fleshy organ pulsed gently as it maintained its half erection, but even at that Stormchaser estimated it was already an easy eighteen inches and at least two inches around.
“You’re going to get me hard, pet,” Luna crooned as she made herself comfortable. “And then I’m going to fuck you until I’m completely satisfied.”
Stormchaser shuddered as he instinctively got to his knees before the princess’s tremendous girth. Throughout it all, he was surprised that he’s retained his full erection and his cock seemed to still be dripping with as much arousal as when he’d first laid eyes on the princess’s giant tits. Perhaps this wouldn’t be the worst ordeal, as the princess was already beginning to harden quickly just from Stormchaser’s breath against her. Hesitantly, he reached out and gripped the tremendous cock and, finding he needed both hands to even be able work the entire length, slowly began to stroke her.
“So eager,” Luna moaned softly. “I suppose I’ll allow you some help with your chore.”
At a glance, one of Luna’s elite guards stepped forward towards her throne. Stormchaser marveled at how stoic each of them could be despite what was going on before them. The guard, a similarly dusky blue color, dropped to his knees beside Stormchaser. With a deep breath, he leaned forward and fully engulfed Luna’s spongy, unflared cock head. Though initially somewhat uncomfortable by the intimate proximity, Stormchaser gasped as Luna’s cock pulsed and plumped up even quicker at the dual stimulation.
“He does adore sucking cock, doesn’t he?” Luna moaned as she slowly bucked her hips against the two ponies. “If you’d like, you’ll be more than welcome to any of Duskcaller’s holes.”
Stormchaser looked quizzically up at Luna, though certainly noticed the affirmative glance that Duskcaller had given him. He continued to swiftly stroke the princess’s cock as Duskcaller took more of her length into his throat. Stormchaser shuddered at the other male’s touch as Duskcaller placed his hand against his leg for support. He gasped softly and moaned as Duskcaller, once he’d achieved his desired balance, had wrapped his hand around Stormchaser’s cock and began to idly stroke him.
“Be careful not to get him too close,” Luna moaned softly as she continued to buck her hips. “I don't want him to pop off too soon.”
Stormchaser grumbled softly as he continued to moan softly under Duskcaller’s touch. He glanced over at the other pony and couldn't help but be surprised at how easily he was able to take six inches of Luna’s now fully erect, frighteningly thick twenty-four inch thick length into his mouth and throat. His ears were filled with loud, wet slurping as Duskcaller's slowly bobbed his head up and down on the princess's cock. He took a deep breath and hesitantly extended his tongue and slowly began to lick across the princess’s length.
“You're learning,” Luna moaned loudly as Stormchaser covered more and more of her cock with his tongue. Her hips bucked on their own as Stormchaser had directed his hands attention to vigorously pumping the base of Luna’s shaft.
The throne room was filled with the sound of slurping and moaning as the two males continued to service their princess. With some effort, Luna was able to pull Duskcaller off her cock and gently brushed Stormchaser away before standing. Her basketball tits bounced wildly and her cock bobbed enticingly as Duskcaller’s trail of drool bounced free and splashed each of their faces.
“Bend over storyteller,” Luna commanded.
Lost in a haze of lust, Stormchaser immediately obeyed. He leaned against the side of Luna’s couch throne and moaned softly as he felt Duskcaller spread his legs and his breath against his exposed asshole. He gasped and moaned loudly as Duskcaller dove between his cheeks and huffily drove his tongue against his puckered asshole.
“You're in luck,” Luna moaned as she slowly stroked her cock. “Puffy, doughnut assholes are a favorite of his. I'm almost jealous of how he's eating your ass.”
Stormchaser moaned loudly and gasped as he attempted to find words. None came as his mind was lost in a pleasurable haze. Duskcaller’s tongue flicked deeply inside his ass and seemed to swirl around inside of him. Stormchaser’s hips moved on their own as he pushed himself back against the other pony, perhaps in hope of getting his entire snout up his ass.
“I think that’s enough,” Luna purred as Duskcaller pulled himself away from Stormchaser’s slimy, loosened asshole. “You can have your fun in a moment.”
Stormchaser looked behind him as he heard Duskcaller huff in protest, and moaned softly as he saw Luna slowly lining her tremendous cock with his asshole. His breath was ragged pants as he felt the spongy head press against his asshole and he groaned as Luna slowly pushed inch after inch into him. The air rushed from his lungs as his eyes widened in a mixture of pain and surprise. His fingers clutched the plush material of Luna’s throne and he slumped forward. He gasped and groans and panted as he felt inch after agonizing inch of his ass be stretched and filled with Luna’s giant cock. Finally he felt Luna’s balls press against hers and he waited, his breath short as he was sure that he could feel the mighty girth inside him up in his stomach.
“Oh fuck, you're tight. I'd almost forgotten how good a nice, tight ass felt,” Luna moaned loudly as she shuddered. Stormchaser panted and moaned softly, almost able to feel her tits jiggle above her stretched ass. Luna had paused for a moment, slowing Stormchaser’s initial discomfort to pass. Then, slowly, she moaned as she begin to withdraw herself from Stormchaser’s ass.
Stormchaser shuddered and moaned as Luna withdrew. He gasped loudly as he felt a wet sensation against his cock. He looked beneath him and saw Duskcaller eagerly slurping at the head of his cock. His mouth hung open as his tongue darted about his cock head. Before he was able to fully appreciate Duskcaller’s blowjob, he groaned loudly as Luna’s cock speared him again. Beneath him, Duskcaller moaned contently as he gagged wetly.
Through Luna’s thrust, Stormchaser had buried eight inches of his hard cock deep into Duskcaller’s throat. The gagging had seemed more just for effect though, as Duskcaller easily gobbled the rest of his cock into his mouth and rested his hands on Stormchaser’s ass for support.
Stormchaser moaned loudly as he slumped further into the couch throne. His ass was being held spread open as Luna quickly began to pick up her pace. He thrashed beneath her, wincing slightly each time her grapefruit sized balls slapped against his own and moaning as he thrusts roughly slammed his cock deep into Duskcaller’s throat.
Luna moaned loudly and shuddered as she roughly sodomized Stormchaser. By now Stormchaser had realized that Luna would fuck her guards and attendants according to her whim, but it had been a while since she'd had someone fresh. With each thrust, Luna would pull back until only a few inches were still inside of Stormchaser before putting her full weight begin spearing his puffy asshole. Duskcaller’s moans did well to muffle Stormcaller’s own grunts and groans as Luna vigorously stirred his guts, but Luna knew she was slowly turning him into a slave to her monstrous cock.
With a loud groan, Luna bottomed herself out in Stormchaser’s ass. She slumped forward, her pillowy boobs flattened against Stormchaser’s back. Her deep, rhythmic thrusts were lost and were replaced with wild, shallow ones. Duskcaller gagged loudly as Stormchaser’s cock pummeled his throat, and Stormchaser moaned as he felt Luna’s cock seem to expand even thicker inside of him.
Soon, Stormchaser gasped in surprise as he felt his ass being filled with Luna’s thick, molten hot cum. The first rope felt like a shotgun blast as her orgasm easily rocked both of them. After the first, Luna resumed, though to a much lesser extent, her thrusting. Stormchaser gasped and moaned, his bowels and stomach quickly filling with the princess’s thick cum as her thrusts uncomfortably churned the still firing fluid within him.
“I told you I wouldn't stop until I was satisfied,” Luna moaned as she thrust wildly as Stormchaser’s cum filled ass. “And that includes fucking your sloppy ass.”
Stormchaser did what he could to try and expel the princess, his ass already too full of cum to be able to comfortably accommodate her cock as well. Try as he might, the princess’s thrusting did little more than churn up his insides as her cum acted to further lubricate her.
Beneath him, Stormchaser felt something warm and pillowy pressing against his cock. He glanced down and saw Duskcaller slowly positioning his cock as his mildly gaping asshole. He'd removed his uniform codpiece, which Stormchaser now saw was really just a g-string with metal playing over the crotch. Between his legs, a flaccid sixteen inch cock flopped about. As Duskcaller lined his asshole up with Stormchaser’s flared cock and was easily speared all the way to his balls, Stormchaser reached down and gripped Duskcaller's flaccid cock.
“Don't worry about that?” Luna moaned as she thrusted away at Stormchaser’s ass. “That's as big as he's ever going to get, and he'll only get hard if I want him to.”
Stormcaller's moaned and grunted as the princess’s somehow still hard cock continued to piston away at his sloppy, frothing ass. Despite what Luna had said, Stormchaser swiftly pumped his hand along Duskcaller’s spongy cock while he thrustedStormchaser's back against the rutting pair.
Knowing Luna’s next orgasm wouldn't be for some time, Duskcaller focused his attention on Stormchaser. He bucked his hips back against Stormcaller’s each time Luna thrust forward. The result was not only Stormchaser burying his cock all the way to the base inside Duskcaller, but his pumping tightened considerably each time. He moaned softly beneath the pair as he tilted his head to look at Stormchaser.
His face twisted in pleasure, Stormchaser could feel his orgasm approaching. His hand swiftly and vigorously jerked at Duskcaller’s cock as he rocked himself the best he could between the two. Sensing he was trying to hold back, Duskcaller took his hand to Stormchaser’s head and brought it down to allow him to kiss him deeply. Stormchaser moaned in surprise and lost his focus, moaning even louder as he slowly began to fill the sentry’s asshole.
Having been far more accustomed to Luna’s great cock and her torrential floods of cum, Stormchaser’s orgasm felt like a light rain by comparison. Nonetheless, as he felt his bowels fill with cum and begin to slowly spill out of his already well stretched asshole, he moaned loudly in his kiss before forcing his tongue into Stormchaser’s mouth.
“Isn't that hot,” Luna purred behind them. “It almost makes me want to…” Her thought was cut off as she let forth her second huge orgasm.
His ass already filled with the cum previous, Luna simply shot forth two thick ropes of cum into Stormchaser before withdrawing her pulsing cock completely. With one hand she vigorously pumped the base of her cock while the other she used to aim her spurting cum. Both men moaned and shuddered as they felt their asses and backs be painted with the thick, hot fluid.
Her cock slowly softened as she slumped down on her throne beside Stormchaser. Duskcaller had already pulled his cock from his ass and Stormchaser’s cum was quickly pooling with Luna’s into a puddle beneath him.
“I'm going to offer you a choice storyteller,” Luna crooned.
Stormchaser moaned as he felt Duskcaller once again at his gaping asshole. His widened in surprise and he shuddered in pleasure as the other pony licked and slurped away at him. Luna’s cum was still overflowing from his ass and though he glanced back for only a moment, Duskcaller’s face and snout was already covered in the thick, frothy cum as he loudly slurped what he could into his mouth.
“I'll permit you to stay in my palace and tell me stories of nightmares and perversion,” Luna continued as she gently pet Stormchaser. “In return, you will service me however I see fit, whenever I see fit.”
“In addition, I will let allow access to my sentries and servants to do wish as you will.” She grinned wickedly as she saw Stormchaser’s ass tighten and flex, her cum forcibly splashing out onto Duskcaller as he struggled to ingest the full content of Luna’s orgasms.
Stormchaser didn't need to give the princess words. She could tell by the way he dazedly stared at her that he was in full agreement.
“You'd better get used to your new life quickly pet. Tomorrow, we'll have you fitted for your new, more appropriate wardrobe and then we start everything in earnest.”
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