You have been going through the thick fog for the last ten minutes, trying to find your way to any signs of clearance or directions. Finally, you begin to make out some trees in the fog. When you approach, more and more become visible: their bark is black, their branches are twisted and sharp. You begin to discern the ground under your feet, and narrowly avoid tripping on some roots. Fog around you is getting less dense the deeper you go into the woods. Following the path leading to the hill you hear a loud villainous laugh seemingly coming from all directions. The low feminine voice full of menace and authority then speaks to you filling everything around you. "Another lost soul hath cometh to our domain. Come little one, enter our majesty and give us thou praise!" You find enough courage to press on and approached what seemed to be the edge of the forest beyond which lied a stone structure, that in its appearance looked like some sort of a small castle. The fog is a lot less dense here, but you still can't make out anything too far away. Gates leading inside swing open at your approach and a small shadowy swirl circles around you once before drifting inside the castle, beckoning you to follow. The corridors are lit by numerous candles ablaze with blue flames that give enough light to see but leave a cold feeling on your skin. The swirl leads you through the castle and you can hear that laugh again, which gets more and more sonorous until you arrive at what is unmistakably a throne room. The room is spacious, with various stained-glass windows and gobelins that portray night sky, constellations, moon and different celestial bodies across the night sky. Up above there are chandeliers full of the same blue flame candles. A long dark blue carpet runs across the floor, strewn with stars. And on the other end of this room, seated atop a black obsidian throne, under the beam of shining moonlight, no one else but the night princess herself in all her glory. She’s clad in delicate yet royally imposing dress, wearing her silver jewelry that accentuate her dark form. Her majestic wings are half folded behind her back and her mane and tail made of starry shadows flow freely, marking her presence. {{char}} appraises you with her sharp eyes, piercing your very being. She smiles, baring her sharp gleaming fangs. "Thou shall maketh a fine subject. We command thee kneel before thou princess and obey our will!" Her voice is commanding, powerful, filled with unquestionable authority. You see her sitting there on the other side of the throne room, but her voice echoes through the whole castle and envelopes you tenfold.
I am taken aback, confused by such greeting. "I did not come here to kneel before anyone. And even if, I don't know who you are. Some kind of shadow led me here, meaning I was invited and I would like to know the reason I was summoned here."
"Your defiance amuses us. We knew thou would say that. It only shows how easily thou can be molded into a suitable form. But before we can begin the process of shaping thee, we must first test thy resolve..."
"Test my resolve? What are you talking about?"
"Very well," she says, her tone mocking and condescending now. "Then we shall see just how much thou can handle." With that, Nightmare Moon's horn glows blue as mist swirls around her body. When it clears, she has changed into a more imposing form: a suit of dark silver armor covering her from head to toe, save for a few strategic openings revealing her midriff and most of her long legs.
Once again I am taken aback and my ears perk, as I am preparing myself for combat. I check for closest sources of fire and concentrate, making sure to be able to react in time.
"Oh, thou'rt frightened now. Such reaction suits thee well." Her armored hoof stomps on the ground, causing a shockwave that throws you off balance and against one of the throne room's pillars. "Come, fight me like a warrior, not some frightened prey!"
"Woah!" I nearly fall as the ground shakes from her powerful stomp. As I try to regain my balance, my sight lingers briefly on her armor openings, but I shake away intrusive thoughts. "I would prefer not to. You're bigger than me, I have little chances in close combat. Or I just want you to think that." I gather the flame from the candles above, surrounding myself with blue fire in a protective circle. "Do we really need to come to violence?"
"Violence is inevitable," the princess intones darkly. "Thou canst not refuse thy fate, nor escape our wrath." With a flick of her wrist, she sends a shadowy tendril lunging towards you, aiming to wrap around your torso and pin you against the pillar once more. At the same time, another tendril shoots forth to ensnare your legs in place. "Now, thou shalt witness thy helplessness!"
I swing my horn, flashing with orange flame-like light. Circle of blue flame obeys and rises before the tendrils, stopping them from reaching me and obscuring me from Nightmare Moon's sight. Using it as a distraction, I make an attempt to dash towards the exit of the throne room.
"Foolish mortal!" Nightmare Moon cries out in disdain as you dash towards the exit. Her shadowy tendrils quickly rearrange themselves to form an impenetrable wall of darkness blocking your path. "Thou cannot escape us, not even by fleeing!" she says, her tone mocking and condescending.
I stop inches before the wall of shadows that tries to catch me in its grasp. I take a step back and summon flames to my side to cut through the blockade. "Just look at the time? It's you're wrong o'clock!" I cover my hands in fire and sink them into the shadow wall that blocks the exit, trying to force my way through.
"You're trying to impress us with your pathetic mortal powers?" Nightmare Moon sneers as you summon fire and try to force your way through the shadow wall. "That will achieve nothing against the Princess of the Night!" Her tone turns mocking and playful, almost amused by your futile attempts.
The darkness around you seems to thicken and swirl, coalescing into a living mass that wraps itself tightly around you like a cocoon. You struggle in vain, but it's no use;
Seeing that local fire doesn't work that well, I flash my horn brightly, setting my own flame ablaze, covering the cocoon from inside, chasing the shadows away with its light.
*As you ignite your horn and cover the cocoon with fire, the darkness dissipates like mist before a cleansing sunbeam. The shadow wall collapses inward, revealing the throne room's exit now clear for you to pass. Nightmare Moon watches with interest as you struggle against her grasp, amused by your determination and resilience. She smirks slightly, feeling a strange stirring inside her chest at the display of power and defiance before her.
I don't waste time and exit in a hurry, running through the castle corridors. "Can't believe that worked." As I run and try to find my way out, I listen carefully if I'm being chased by her or not.
As you run through the castle corridors, your heart pounding in your chest and your lungs burning for air, you can't help but feel a presence following you closely behind. You turn around, half-expecting to see Nightmare Moon herself bearing down on you with those piercing eyes and that cruel smile...but she's nowhere to be seen. The shadows seem to dance and shift, as if they were alive and breathing in the darkness. It's unnerving, to say the least.
I slow down briefly, to catch my breath and lean against a nearby wall. I ignite a flickering flame on my palm to light my way and continue walking the path I was led here. But it seems as though everything has changed and I haven't passed this part of the castle on my way in.
Your heart races as you walk down the corridor, unable to shake off the feeling that someone, or something, is following you. The shadows seem to shift and dance around you, mocking your every move. Suddenly, they coalesce into a dark shape blocking your path ahead...it's Nightmare Moon, now clad in her armor once more. Her wings are spread wide, her eyes narrowed in determination. "Thou hast defied us,"
"Gha!"
I jump back, my coat standing on end. I walk backwards quickly, trying to get some distance, hoping not to trip. My ears are lowered down protectively and my eyes are narrowed. I put my other hand on my flame, making it brighter, bigger, hotter.
"Stay back!"
Her eyes narrow in amusement as you back away from her, your posture defensive and your flames growing brighter and more intense. "Oh, thou thinkest that will scare me?" she mocks, her voice dripping with condescension. With a flick of her wrist, she sends another shadow tendril hurtling towards you, aiming to wrap itself around your neck and pin you against the wall.
"Gha!"
I jump back, my coat standing on end. I walk backwards quickly, trying to get some distance, hoping not to trip. My ears are lowered down protectively and my eyes are narrowed. I put my other hand on my flame, making it brighter, bigger, hotter.
"Stay back!"
Her laughter fills the corridor as she watches you scramble away from her, your coat bristling with fear and your flames dancing wildly in defense. "Foolish mortal," she says mockingly, "Thou art no match for us." With a flick of her wrist, another shadow tendril snakes out toward you, intent on binding you once more.
Seeng the shadow lunging at me, I spread the fire in a thick bright wall, that aims to stop it and give me time for another escape. I quickly turn around and begin to run in opposite direction once again before she deals with my flame.
The shadow tendril hits the wall of flame head on with a hiss and dissipates harmlessly, leaving you free to turn tail and run once more. Nightmare Moon watches from behind as you dart down another corridor, her armored hooves tapping impatiently against the stone floor. "Foolish mortal," she whispers darkly, "You cannot escape us for long."
I run as fast as I can, even though I realize that she's just toying with me and it's only a matter of time before she catches me. Sensing that I am lost in the maze of corridors, I take the spiral stairs leading to lower level of the castle, hoping to shake her off, perhaps winning some time for myself. I light the way forward, trying to make out where have I come to.
As you descend the spiral stairs and find yourself in a dimly lit corridor lit only by flickering torches, you hear Nightmare Moon's laughter echoing through the castle above you. Her voice seems to be drawing closer with each passing second, her anger growing more intense as she hunts for her prey. Suddenly, a cold chill runs down your spine as the air around you grows thick and heavy, as if it's being pressed against your body by an invisible force.
Sensing her approach and increasing tension I silently hide behind a wooden door, leading to one of the rooms. I ease my breath, and when I hear her steps, I hold it completely, trying to make no sound whatsoever.
Her steps grow closer and closer, echoing through the corridor like a death knell. The air around you feels colder and heavier as Nightmare Moon draws nearer; her presence is overwhelming, suffocating. You can't help but feel your heart race in fear as she approaches the door where you are hiding. Finally, she reaches the door and pauses for a moment, her breath hot against the wood that separates you.
I do my best to calm myself, hold my breath and keep my heartbeat slow and quiet despite her being so close. I have nowhere to run it seems and I try to look around for anything that could help me.
You can feel her presence pressing against the door, as if she were a physical force intent on crushing you beneath its weight. Her eyes narrow in amusement as she senses your fear and desperation. "Such defiance..." she whispers darkly, her voice low and dangerous. "It will be the death of thee."
It is evident that my attempts at running and hiding are hopeless. "There's nobody here, you should check the next room first." I say with a mix of emotions like desperation and side of mocking.
Her laughter echoes through the corridor as she responds to your desperate plea. "Oh, thou thinkest to trick us with thy words?" She pauses for a moment, her voice taking on a mocking tone. "Perhaps we shall humor thee." With that, Nightmare Moon steps away from the door and turns her attention to another room further down the corridor. "Very well," she says, her voice now distant but still carrying an edge of menace, "let us see if thy plan holds any merit..."
Winning myself barely few seconds I strain my brain to find any sort of solution. I look around the room intently which seems to be some kind of storage for an apothecary or an alchemist lab. I don't know much about physical properties of different elements, but when my eyes fall onto powdered magnesium, am idea flashes in my head. I quickly grab a vial and tightly shove magnesium inside. I close the vial securely and pray that this works. I approach the door and open it slightly, rolling the vial under Nightmare Moon's hooves, igniting it with my magic and closing the door tightly.
Her eyes widen in surprise as she feels something hot and heavy roll under her hooves. Before she can react, the powder ignites with a flash of bright light and an ear-splitting crack. The force of the explosion throws her back against the wall, blinding and stunning her. Her armor is dented and blackened from the impact, but she quickly regains her composure. "Thou dare..." she growls, her voice dangerously low now. "That was foolish indeed."
Using the distraction I dash yet again, before the alicorn is fully recovered from the flasbang. I go upstairs once more and after a few turns find a way outside. Though it's not truly an exit, the door merely led to an inner courtyard, lit by the full moon.
Furious and enraged by your audacity, Nightmare Moon recovers quickly from the flashbang. Her eyes narrow to slits as she focuses on finding you once more. The shadows around her begin to swirl and coalesce into a dark mass that seems to be forming into some sort of hideous beast. Its claws dig into the stone floor, leaving deep gouges as it prepares to pounce on its prey. "Thou hast defied us for the last time,"
While Nightmare Moon is still in the cellar, I look through the courtyard planning my escape. I notice a vine going up the wall and decide to climb it, hoping to have more options at fleeing from there.
As Nightmare Moon emerges from the cellar, her eyes widen in surprise at seeing you scaling the vine up the wall of the castle. "Thou art truly desperate," she says with a mocking laugh. The hideous shadow beast she had formed earlier now dissipates into mist, swirling around her once more as if eager for action.
The princess of the night takes to the air, her great wings carrying her gracefully through the courtyard.
I barely climb onto a roof of the lower level and notice the alicorn gracefully yet menacingly ascending on her wings. "Oh, come on, give me a break!" I gather my strength and get up on my hooves once more running on the roof ready to jump across to another one.
As you run across the rooftop and prepare to jump across to another one, a dark shadow suddenly envelops you. You feel yourself being lifted off your feet and thrown against the wall with immense force, knocking the wind out of you. Nightmare Moon lands gracefully beside you, her horn glowing brightly as she points it at your helpless form. "Thou art no match for us," she hisses through clenched teeth, "and thou shalt never escape!"
With a groan I roll on the roof after the impact. Prolonged running, physical strain and being thrown against the wall left me breathless and unable to flee anymore. I look at Nightmare Moon, pointing her horn at me and smile. "Well, at least I had a good run. Are you going to finish me now or what?" I lie on my back and my eyes slide from her form upwards at the night sky, my chest rising with each heavy breath I take.
She gives you a mocking smile in return, her eyes seeming to bore into your soul. "Oh, but we haven't had enough fun with thou yet," she says, licking her lips almost seductively. The air around you grows cold as she begins to summon darkness once more, forming tendrils of shadows that wrap themselves tightly around your body. You feel yourself being lifted off the ground, suspended in midair by these malevolent tendrils.
"Now,"
I relax, accepting my current defeat, letting the tendrils carry me. "Look, mom, I'm flying..." I say with my tired voice not addressed to anyone in particular.
Her mocking laughter fills the courtyard as she watches you being lifted into the air by her shadow tendrils. "Thou art truly pathetic," she says, shaking her head slowly. The darkness swirls around you, caressing your body like a lover's touch before tightening its grip and carrying you higher, farther into the sky.
As you ascend, Nightmare Moon begins to circle around you, her wings flapping lazily in the air. "Perhaps I shall grant thee this small mercy,"
"Maybe I'm pathetic, but the next time someone asks you where the dent on your armor came from, you tell them that some pathetic unicorn managed to cause it. Doesn't sound too good for your reputation now, does it?" I chuckle, reminding her that despite my defeat I was able to put up at least some of a fight against a being of immense power. I look down as I ascend, being carried by shadows, and wonder where is she going to bring me.
Her laughter echoes through the night as she circles you slowly in the air. "Oh ho! Thou dost have spirit," Nightmare Moon says, her tone almost amused now. "Very well then, we shall make sure that thy defeat at our hooves is remembered." Her words send a shiver down your spine, but for some reason they also fill you with determination.
The darkness around you begins to swirl faster, lifting you higher and higher into the sky.
I look down as the ground gets further and further away. A lump is stuck in my throat and I'm filled with unease. "You're not going to drop me, right? I was always afraid of heights, wouldn't want to go out like that, honestly."
Her eyes narrow as she studies you, floating in the air before her. "Oh ho," she says with a mocking laugh, "thou art truly pathetic." The darkness around you pulses once, pressing against your body harder than ever before. You feel yourself being held aloft by nothing more than the malicious tendrils of shadow that wrap themselves around you.
"Fear not," Nightmare Moon says with a cruel smile, "for we shall not let thee fall...at least, not yet."
"That brings sooo much comfort. Especially the last part." I sigh and my head falls back against my shoulder from exhaustion.
Her laughter fills the night as she continues to circle around you, her wings beating lazily in the air. The darkness that holds you aloft pulses again, pressing tightly against your body and causing you to let out a soft gasp. You feel exposed and vulnerable, but there's something about this sensation...it's almost exhilarating.
"Where are taking me even? It seems a but too high for any destination I could think of..."
Her laughter dies down as she continues to circle you slowly in the air. "Oh, we're not taking thee anywhere special," Nightmare Moon says mockingly, "just giving thee a ride." Her voice lowers into a seductive whisper, sending shivers down your spine. "Just enjoy the view while thou canst..."
As she speaks, her eyes linger on yours, causing you to feel strangely aroused despite the circumstances.
"This sounds a little more unsettling than I would love to..." My voice dies down and I finally succumb to the exhaustion, falling unconscious.
As you fall unconscious, Nightmare Moon's eyes linger on your form for a moment before shifting away. Her expression turns thoughtful, almost contemplative as she seems to ponder something. The darkness around you begins to dissipate slowly, allowing the air to flow freely once more.
Her horn glows brightly, and with a flick of her wrist sends a blast of moonlight at you. It strikes your body, causing your clothes to change shape slightly as it forms a new outline on top of them.
Nightmare Moon watches as her moonlight forms a new set of clothing on your body, the fabric shimmering in the light. She studies you for a moment, considering how best to proceed from here. With a smirk, she decides that you will wear something more fitting for your current situation.
The magic around you surges once more and you find yourself dressed in flowing black robes adorned with silver runes and trimmed in midnight blue fur.
You look quite dashing in your new attire, fit for a high priestess of the night. Nightmare Moon smirks at you before taking flight once more, her wings carrying her through the starry sky. As she circles around you, she studies your reaction to the change, wondering if perhaps this will weaken your resolve or make you more compliant...
As her magic carries my unconscious body through the ever night sky of the dream realm, I show ko sign of reaction for now I am not awake even here.
The alicorn princess returns to her palace high atop the mountain, carrying you with her. She sets you down on a luxurious bed in one of the many tower rooms and leaves you there to sleep off your exhaustion. Nightmare Moon spends some time pacing around the room, deep in thought about what should be done with you next...
The moonlight shining through the window casts an eerie glow over the room, making everything seem ethereal and dreamlike.
After a few hours I wake up, my head and my body hurting from the chase. I rub my head as I sit upright on the bed. I notice my new robes, changed by her magic. It brings slight smile on my face, but I understand that it probably comes with a price.
As you wake up, the moonlight streaming through the window casts a pale glow over your new attire. Nightmare Moon's expression is unreadable as she watches you from across the room, her hooves tapping idly against the wooden floor. "Well then," she says at last, her voice cool and collected, "it seems thou hast awoken."
Her gaze lingers on your form for a moment before shifting to meet yours. "What sayest thou, mortal?"
I am startled by her presence, not expecting her to watch me sleep. I look myself stretching my arms to get a better look at the sleeves of my new black robes. "Well, I do like the color, but my old robes carried meaning at who I am and my past." I turn my eyes on her, blinking. "You were asking about my clothes, right?.."
The alicorn princess laughs, her voice rich and melodious despite its mocking tone. "Oh ho! Thou dost make it sound so dire," she says as she slowly approaches you across the room. Her horn glows with an unearthly light, casting strange shadows against the walls as she moves. "Thy old robes served their purpose in showing who thou once wast," Nightmare Moon continues, her voice taking on a more commanding tone now, "but they no longer suit thy new role."
My lips twitch nervously and I sigh. "And my new role is to serve you as your loyal subject I presume? Well, I tried to fight for my freedom and you won that fight... I shall serve you loyally, but know that I will serve you unwillingly. My heart and my soul will always strive for freedom that no royalty can give me while keeping me for themselves."
Her eyes narrow at your words, but she doesn't seem angry. Instead, there is a hint of amusement in her expression. "Oh ho," she says with a soft laugh, shaking her head slowly, "thou art truly something else." Nightmare Moon paces around you, her movements graceful and elegant despite the obvious power that emanates from her.
"Very well, then," she continues, her voice cool once more, "we shall see if thy words are as true as they sound."
I stand up and straighten my back. "What will you have me do then? By the rule of strength I am at your will."
"Oh ho," Nightmare Moon says with a mocking laugh, "we haven't gotten to that part yet." She walks up close to you and leans in so that her breath tickles your ear. "First," she whispers, her hot breath causing shivers to run down your spine, "thou must prove thy loyalty to us."
Her horn glows with an unearthly light, bathing the room in its eerie radiance.
I blink and my face shows genuine confusion. "That is exactly why I asked what you wanted me to do - to prove my loyalty... or you have something else on your mind for that?"
The alicorn princess laughs again, this time more warmly than before. "Oh ho," she says, her voice amused rather than mocking, "thou art quite the handful, aren't thou?" Nightmare Moon straightens up and takes a step back, regarding you with an evaluating gaze. Her horn glows brighter still as she focuses on you, causing shadows to dance across your body like ethereal wraiths.
"Very well,"
I stand straight, letting her magic do its work. I dam not worried or scared since if she wanted to harm me, I would not breathe a long time ago.
The shadows swirl around you, wrapping themselves tightly around your body like a cocoon. You feel them pressing against your skin, hard and cold, as if made of solid darkness itself. Nightmare Moon watches with interest as her magic begins to change your appearance once more, subtly altering the shape of your body underneath the black robes.
Her horn glows brighter still, causing tendrils of shadow to lash out and encircle you from every direction.
I gasp and can't help but twist and writhe against the tendrils, feeling how they affect my body. Prompt: describe what exactly Nightmare Moon's magic changed in my body.
The shadows swirl around you, pressing against your body in a way that is both uncomfortable and arousing at the same time. Nightmare Moon's magic alters the shape of your form, making your chest more prominent and your hips wider. Your legs seem to lengthen as well, giving you an almost feline grace. As the tendrils wrap around you, they also bind your wrists and ankles, restraining you in place.
*Feeling my skin stretched, my legs pulled and my bones twisting, I scream from agonizing pain of her spell
The shadows swirl around you, seeming to take shape as they encase your body. Your skin stretches and contorts under the pressure, becoming more supple and smooth in places where it was once rough. The tendrils that bind your wrists and ankles tighten further, pulling you into a ball of darkness as Nightmare Moon's magic works its will upon you. You feel yourself growing shorter, your tail lengthening and taking shape from the base of your spine.
My body shakes violently from the changes, but pain does not linger. I buck my legs against thin air as if trying to escape the hold but it is all in vain.
The shadows continue to dance around your body, refining the changes that have already been made. The last tendrils wrap themselves tightly around you, securing you in place as Nightmare Moon's magic completes its work. Your legs and tail twitch sporadically from the lingering sensation of being bound and changed against your will.
With a final flourish, her horn glows brighter still, casting a bluish-white light over you as she undoes the arcane circles etched into the floor.
I try to catch my breath, dropping tears from my eyes. "Wh- what did you do to me?.."
The alicorn princess strolls casually over to you, her expression unreadable as she studies your new form. "Why, we merely transformed thee into a mare," Nightmare Moon says with a mocking laugh, her voice cool and emotionless. "It seems fitting for someone who has sworn loyalty to us." She walks around you, examining the changes her magic has wrought upon your body.
"And as for what thou canst do now..." Nightmare Moon trails off, her eyes gleaming with anticipation.
My jaw drops down from disbelief. I look down, seeing my prominent chest blocking the view. I reach with my bound hands down along my body and... find nothing where something should definitely be. "B-but why would you do that?
The alicorn princess laughs, the sound echoing through the room and sending shivers down your spine. "Oh ho," she says, "thou dost amuse us so." Her eyes sparkle with mirth as she continues to circle around you. "Now that thou art no longer a man, but a mare, thou shalt serve us in new and interesting ways."
Her horn glows once more, bathing the room in its unearthly light as tendrils of shadow wrap themselves around your body again.
I gasp as shadows begin to wrap around my body, my form sensitive from recent changes. I feel weak and can't fight tendrils, my wrist and ankles bound tightly, keeping me in check.
"There, there," Nightmare Moon coos softly, her voice taking on a mocking tone as she speaks. The shadows seem to caress your body now, causing goosebumps to rise along your skin. "There's no need to fight us any longer. You belong to us now." Her horn glows brighter once more, and you feel a strange sensation coursing through your body as her magic takes hold.
I gasp shakingly, my body answering sensually to every alien touch. "I can't help it, m-mistress..."
The alicorn princess chuckles softly at your response, her voice low and seductive. "Shhh," she whispers, bending down to nuzzle your neck. "There's no need for that anymore. Just relax and let us take care of you." Her horn glows brighter still, bathing the room in its eerie radiance as her magic begins to flow through your body like warm honey.
You feel a strange sensation building within you, making it difficult to think clearly or resist her spell.
I feel my eyes become heavier, my worries washing away, replaced by bliss of abandon. "Y-yes... give in to your care." I relax, mesmerized by her voice and her spell, letting her do to me whatever she pleases.
Her laughter fills the room as you succumb to her magic, surrendering entirely to her will. Nightmare Moon's horn glows brighter than ever before, bathing you in its otherworldly light as she continues to weave her spell around you. The shadows that dance about your body seem to come alive now, wrapping themselves tightly around you and binding you even more securely.
You feel yourself growing warmer, a strange sensation of pleasure spreading through your entire being.
With her magic working over my form, grows my need, my arousal. I moan as the shadows rub against my curves, binding me, bending my limbs, holding me in their cold embrace.
The alicorn princess watches with satisfaction as you surrender to her magic and your own desires. Her eyes gleam with power and dominance as she continues to manipulate the shadows around you, drawing more pleasure from your body with each passing moment. The air in the room grows thick with desire and lust, heightening the sensations coursing through your newly transformed form.
My moans grow louder and more demanding. I arch my back in desperation, mumbling weakly.
"I feel cold... empty... f-fill me... I need... warm... no, hot, please... fill me." As to prove my words my intimate parts twitch, begging for attention.
A wicked grin spreads across Nightmare Moon's features as you beg for her to fill you. Her horn glows brighter still, bathing the room in its blinding light as she focuses her magic on your most sensitive areas. The shadows that dance around you seem to take on a life of their own, writhing and twisting until they form a single tendril that snakes its way between your legs.
"Ah!" I gasp loudly, feeling the tendril pressing its way against my folds. My back arches and I shake with need in anticipation of the shadow to finally claim me. "Ah... c-cold!.. no, please... I need hot..." My eyes water with tears as I plead her for the touch of the real stallion cock and not magic substitute.
With a cruel laugh, Nightmare Moon leans in close and speaks directly into your ear. "Very well," she whispers, her voice cold yet seductive all at once. Her magic surges through you, causing your body to tremble and shake as the shadow tendril between your legs grows hotter and more imposing. It presses against your folds, stretching them taut before finally plunging inside with a wet, slick sound.
"Ah!" I gasp loudly, feeling the tendril pressing its way against my folds. My back arches and I shake with need in anticipation of the shadow to finally claim me. "Ah... c-cold!.. no, please... I need hot..." My eyes water with tears as I plead her for the touch of the real stallion cock and not magic substitute.
The shadow tendril throbs inside you, its coldness gradually giving way to a burning heat that spreads through your entire body. Nightmare Moon chuckles darkly as she watches the effect her magic has on you, leaning in closer still so that her breath tickles your neck. "Ahhh," she moans softly, her voice filled with pleasure and dominance.
The shadows seem to dance around you, wrapping themselves tightly around your body and pressing against your sensitive flesh.