I should probably explain, so let’s rewind.
Twilight was given an entirely new nation to rule. The setting doesn’t have much to do with this particular story, however, so I’ll summarise.
One day Twilight and a bunch of random ponies got on a fleet of boats and they found a new landmass, so Celestia was like ‘that’ll do. Twilight rule that’ so here we are.
When we first arrived here, we settled in a quaint Lakeland area, surrounded by grassy mountains. This was where we founded New Equestria.
“How original.” I told Twilight when she first announced the name.
“You got a better idea?” She retorted.
“How about ‘Fatherland’?” I’d said, as a random collection of letters I spewed out of my mouth so as to not sound stupid.
“Yeah, no.” She laughed.
“Whatever. New Equestria it is.” I sighed, “I’m gonna find a nice mountain. Somewhere with a view.”
“Good idea.” She agreed, “And preferably someplace high, so you can see all around.”
“Hence ‘with a view’” I rolled my eyes.
“Just do it.” She grinned, laughing inside at her own silliness.
So off I flew. I found a nice vantage point, the summit of a particularly high volcano. I’d agreed previously with Twilight that I could have a hoard, just so long as I didn’t take from any New Equestrian settlements.
About sixty years living on this mountain, and my hoard had grown rather spectacular. There were a few other dragons in the area, but they didn’t live in clans like the dragons back in (old) Equestria did. I’d tried chatting up some of the attractive female ones, but they were very cut to the chase and as soon as I made a move they immediately presented their vaginas. That really turned me off, so I kind of backed off, which didn’t seem to matter to them. Odd.
However, occasionally I did a little bit of a prank on these horny bitches. I would silently creep up to their cave while they were asleep. Then, I would surprise penetrate. Only, like, four minded.
I rarely interacted with the ponies, mainly because I’m a huge-ass fucking dragon that could burn them to an ember like ‘that’, but partly because I spent the last twenty five years not interacting with them, so I didn’t really know how to talk to them any more. I didn’t really mind, though. Solitude suited me. I never really talked to the other dragons either, except for my pussy of a dealer and Filiakath.
But I digress. About 60 years after migrating to New Equestria I found who had inhabited it previously.
I flew further out than I normally did for a raid. I found myself soaring over a barren land of black rock, littered with deep and dark caves. The land puzzled me, and I almost left thinking no one lived here, but I investigated a cave none the less.
At first it seemed unpopulated. I let off some fire just to check, and if the blue glint hadn’t caught my eye I probably would have left. I flew up close, but the gloom made it hard to make out. I squinted my eyes and blew a small breath of fire, so it caught alight a little. I honestly didn’t care what lived or died anymore. That was when it let out a dreadful shriek, giving me complete awareness to the entire hive of Changelings.
I took a step back, before they all spazzed out and I was forced to incinerate all of them. I heaved out a massive fireball, setting about fifty or sixty alight, but there was still around a hundred left. They all started firing harmful bolts of magic at me at once, and I had to shield my self behind a wing, all the while breathing fire at them. After most of them were charred corpses. It was then that a particularly large male one, who I presumed to be their leader, stopped them, and called a request of ceasefire.
“Mighty dragon!” He shouted, “I am King Konsestist of the Changelings, successor to the throne after the shame of Chrysalis. What do you require?”
“I require all your gold, gems, jewels, and the like.” I replied.
“We shall comply,” He said after a great deal of thinking and consulting, “for now.” He added. I grinned sadistically growled,
“Excellent.”
After some grumbling and bustling they eventually piled a great deal of gold coins, cups, plates and general crockery as well as precious stones into the leather bag I brought specifically for this purpose.
As I turned and thumped towards the cave entrance King Konsestist shouted to me again,
“Before you leave, oh tremendous one, might we know you name?”
I stopped and turned, before standing on my hind legs and spreading my vast wings,
“I am Novakihll the Protector, patron of the New Equestrians.”
At this the King’s mouth dropped and he quickly turned and muttered something to his assistant, but I flew off before he could say anything more.
As I flew back to my mountain something the King said kept on nagging at me. ‘For now’ he had said. What did he mean by that? I should drop my loot off at my mountain, and then tell Twilight that there is Changeling hives about.
I arrived at my abode to find a fine looking female dragon sitting there.
“Hello?” I said in a deep seductive voice when I landed.
“Hey, sexy.” She replied, batting her eyelids at me. ‘Flirting?’ I thought, ‘This is new.’
“Ya’right?” I said cautiously, but not defensively.
“I’m better than alright, babe.” She whispered, “I’m Jesdamoth, but I already know your name.” She grabbed my dick, and pried my lips open with her tongue.
“Novakihll the protector.” I said, in case she was lying, “I’ll call you Jesdamoth the cum dumpster.” With that I pushed her onto her back and started pounding her vag with no mercy. She didn’t seem to mind. She was way into it.
But that’s gross, so I’ll gloss over it.
When we were done a few hours later. We both lay on our backs, sweaty and exhausted.
“No getting to know one another in the dragon world.” I joked.
“That comes later.” She said in her voice that turned me on so well. I didn’t reply to that, but I assumed that now we would be in a relationship. Whatever. I’d had a bad day, so for now she was a sex slave.
“You ready to go again?” She asked rhetorically as she grabbed my shoulders and pushed me back, “I’ll go on top this time.”
We fucked about 5 or 6 times (I stopped counting after 3) until we were completely and totally dry. I then got up and headed to the exit while she regained her breath.
“Come back anytime.” I said over my shoulder, before taking off.
I flew off north, towards no place in particular, when I reached the rocks where I found the Changelings-
I’d completely forgotten about the Changelings.
I quickly turned around and sped off towards New Canterlot. As I flew I wondered how I’d explain forgetting to Twilight, ‘Yeah, I was going to tell you, but you know… When sex comes around it’s hard to say no.’
I arrived in New Canterlot and told her of the Changeling threat all the same, pretending I had only just discovered the hive, so I wouldn’t have to tell her about all the sex.
“Thank you for telling me.” She said in an official manor, “I’ll put up some defences.” She started towards the soldier’s barracks, but it was too late.
A dark shadow fell across New Equestria, and as I looked up I started to regret that banging session, however great it was. Twilight noticed it as well. We looked at each other, before I nodded and took flight.
I released a burning hot flame into a large clump of them. They burnt up and their ashes drifted to the floor, but there were still hundreds of them. I breathed some more fire into the swarm, before flying into the empty space and spinning in a circle, spewing flame. This worked relatively well, but some were now landing and wreaking havoc.
On the ground I could see the guards putting spears through their necks, but they were changing shape. Soon the guards didn’t know whom to attack, and had to examine a pony thoroughly before making an attack, but by that time it was too late and if it was a Changeling it already moved in for the kill.
There was pure mayhem in New Canterlot. Ponies were being slaughtered left, right, and centre. I stuck to the sky and roasted any Changelings that came in from the sky (which was most of them).
Then I saw King Konsestist on the horizon. I narrowed my eyes, and knew what I had to do. I rose above the swarms and released a massive fireball down on New Canterlot, not really caring who it killed. I then flew off towards him.
“You won’t win, you swine!” I hollered at him as I drew near.
“That won’t matter.” He retorted.
“Yes it will!” I screamed at him, “If you lose again then your vile species will be wiped out forever!”
“Yes, but its worth it if it means yours will be as damaged as I plan!”
“What? Dragons?” I said in an enraged confusion.
“No! Ponies!” He grinned wickedly, “You’re a pony! You serve them. You are no dragon!”
That was a step to far. Before he knew it my vast tail collided with his side and he was sent hurtling off into the distance. He quickly regained his composure, and barely managed to cast a protective ward to keep my scorching fire from frying him. He then let off a bolt of evil magic that would have killed me had I not risen to blast some more fire at him. This time the fire engulfed him and his body plummeted to the ground with licks of flame gently cocooning it.
However, his bolt of magic hit the joint of my wing, sending me spiralling out of control towards the grass. I landed on my back with a thud. Slowly I got up and looked over at the king’s smouldering carcass.
“Twilight would have friendship’d the fuck out of you.” I muttered. As I spread my wings I felt a jabbing pain in the joint. Right. No flying then. Just like old times.
As I thumped up to New Canterlot I saw Twilight’s friends gathered around something.
They were old now. Reaching the end of their lives. They’d had a good one, though. Rainbow actually became a Wonderbolt, which was unexpected to me. Pinkie got given Sugar cube Corner to run with Pumpkin and Pound Cake. Rarity became massively successful in her dressmaking career, peaking at designing one for Princess Luna. Fluttershy had led a quite life, tending mainly to her animals and her garden. Applejack carried on working the farm with Big Mac and Applebloom.
But now they were gently sobbing together. As I approached I peered over their heads and then I saw her. Twilight Sparkle. With a gaping stab wound in the side of her neck.
The funeral had been arranged. A giant gold star had been erected atop a mountain. The sun shone through the middle of the star at midday, casting a star shaped shadow across New Canterlot.
The funeral itself was a solemn occasion. The other princesses were there, as well as Twilight’s friends and most of New Equestria. Though many people spoke, few words were spoken. As the event drew to a close, the midday sun aligned with the centre of the Star, and the shadow of remembrance spread across New Canterlot. It was then I was called forth.
I stood the golden pedestal Twilight had been placed on. I took a deep breath and let the flame out. She was mere ash in seconds.