//------------------------------// // Technically Legal // Story: The Eclipsing Midnight // by Miracle //------------------------------// After getting up, the now-pissed-off Midnight looked around to see what hit her so hard, and to her surprise, the first instance of defence from Canterlot was shown; Not by an army, not by the guards, but the five-star celebrities, themselves--The Wonderbolts! ... Well, except for Fleetfoot, who was knocked out from the impact of hitting Midnight, only to accidentally become a victim to her rump, leaving only Spitfire and Sorain to fight for Canterlot. Not long after the two struck into the skies, Midnight rubbed her head from her fall, readying herself for the next attack. Only seconds later, the skies opened up, and (now-what-was-left-of) The Wonderbolts soaring in unison, beside each other. "Ha! I like it when they fight back." Spitfire was the second of the group to fall victim to Midnight's power, quickly flying towards the face of the monster, with its eyes near-twice the size of the pony, confronting her. A quick reaction was all it took, and with a simple flick of her magic horn, her telekinesis easily took over Spitfire's minuscule body, paralysing any movement that came from her. She look down upon her, like a discarded piece of trash. "Hey, baby... You, up for some fun?" Unable to give an answer, Spitfire could only move her eyes in response, having no other choice than to give up, surrendering herself under Midnight's mercy. What happened next, was cringeworthy: The magic surrounding Spitfire enlarged, stretching him beyond his body's length and height, making him almost three times as large... But something was different about her, she was completely transparent, emitting a green-tinted shadow, below her. Once Midnight released her magical grasp, she landed with a small thud, still showing no signs of life... The small crowds gasped in terror, as the pony once known as Spitfire, was no longer a pony--But instead, a giant, lime-flavoured gummy-pony. Licking her lips, Midnight proceeded to levitate the candy-coated, sugar-free pony into her maw, looking at her frozen statuesque-posture. "D'aww, don't be scared, darlin', I'm sure you're gonna be as tasty as you look." She snickered, before placing GummyFire into her mouth, carefully positioning her on her tongue, sucking the vibrant flavours from within. The sloppy sounds of jello was immediately coated within the cavernous mouth, as Midnight nearly orgasmed as she chewed the lifeless treat, only to join the fate of the teenagers, Midnight terminated, earlier--As the last remnant of life of Spitfire, reduced to a descending lump down Midnight's throat, as she blissfully swallowed her remains. Sorain looked away in remorse, a small tear was seeping through his goggles as he rushed back towards Midnight, attempting to avenge their fallen brethren. Now pumped up in his emotions, Sorain vigorously charged towards Midnight's jaw, his hoof reaching out in front. ... *Slap* "Ow!" Midnight responded, as she was punched in the left cheek. Sorain, unexpectedly, returned face-to-face with Midnight, as she grinned at his frivolous courage. She was slightly confused when Sorain spoke, his voice seemed to be heard as if he was matching Midnight's size. "Ma'am? ... Ma'am? ... Ma'am, if you don't order anything, I'll have to ask you to leave." He said, making Midnight raise an eyebrow in her now-dumbfounded state. Her voice appeared to lower in tone, as she spoke. "Wait, what!?" Midnight immediately awoke from her own daydreams, as the bartender she met before, was now trying to wake her up from her slumber. Although the sudden turn of events startled Midnight, she accepted her concepts in reality, knowing that dreaming of fantasies all day could have negative results. Looking up at the bartender, she simply and respectfully asked him: "Excuse me, could I have a glass of water, please?" After that, Midnight's day continued as any other day, and Canterlot still gleamed in the morning sun. ===The End===