Chapter 1
Twilight had chalked up Midnight’s reappearance in her dreams to stress from midterms and the start of a new school year, but the more and more she showed up at night, Twilight knew this was more than stress. This, was magic.
Magic Twilight had thought she had under control when she had made it clear to her conscience that she and Midnight were not the same person, and that she, Twilight Sparkle, was in control, not her.
Well, that had gone down the drain real fast when Midnight had appeared in her room, manifesting from her mirror. At first Twilight thought she was dreaming, and that this lucid dream was just another stress induced annoyance, but once Midnight took a step forward, she knew this was no dream.
“H-How?!” She managed to ask, her throat drying.
Midnight Sparkle smirked. “Easy. Saying you're not me made me my own entity. Just because we aren't the same person anymore doesn't mean I don't exist.”
Which was true, Twilight did say that they were two different people, not that Midnight didn't exist. What she didn't know was that Midnight would have taken a form of her own, as a sort of split self.
Midnight stalked closer. “You've trapped me for long enough! It's time you felt what it's like to be unable to control what happens to you.” Her grin grew maniacal.
“W-What are you going to do to me?!” Twilight demanded, pulling the covers over herself. She looked over to the bedside table to reach for her phone. Her blood ran cold when she couldn't find it.
“Looking for this?” Midnight sneered, holding up the device. “I had a feeling you'd try to call for help so I took the precaution of taking your phone away from you.” She crushed the metal object between her fingers. “I don't want any interruptions during what's about to happen.”
By now she was at the edge of the bed, her eyes glowing with mischief and anarchy. These were the eyes of a predator. One who was slowly closing in on their prey.
“What are you going to do to me?!” Twilight asked again. She trembled under her gaze, and with her previous question going unanswered, she truly worried for her life.
Midnight chuckled. “You know Twily, there's a certain precious thing all good little girls have,” She said, smirking, closer to the other girl than Twilight had anticipated. Her deft fingers trailed under Twilight's chin.
Her lips were on Twilight's at once, and Twilight barely had a chance to respond before she was pushed down on her own bed, Midnight’s body above her pinning her down.
She could feel Midnight grinding on her, and gasped when something hard rubbed against her leg. Her eyes widened in horror as she realized what it was.
“You asked me what I was going to do to you. Well, it seems you've figured it out. I'm going to take yours.” Midnight said.
“N-No! Please don't!” Twilight pleaded, tears in her eyes.
“And you'll never be able to get it back. No matter what kind of magic you use,” Midnight told her, ignoring the other girl’s plea.
Twilight fidgeted under Midnight’s grip, trying to break free. But Midnight was too strong.
“Don't worry, it'll only hurt at first.” Midnight’s hands ripped at Twilight's nightshirt, making all the buttons fly this way and that. She had no time for formalities. She was going to get what she wanted whether Twilight liked it or not.
“Midnight!” Twilight pleaded again, her eyes wide. “Please! I'll do anything!”
“Anything?” Midnight repeated. She sneered, looking over Twilight's body. “I want you to sit here and take everything I'm going to give you. I want you to beg me to fuck you, to take away the one thing you hold sacred!”
Midnight’s teeth tugged at Twilight's nipple, making her moan. She switched between the right and the left one, while her hands ghost down to Twilight's underwear.
She gasped when Midnight plunged a finger deep inside her. The low and guttural moan she let out surprised her.
But it thrilled Midnight. She took out her finger and showed it to Twilight. “Look how wet you are! And after all that pleading you were doing! It seems like you really do want this,” She forced Twilight to open her mouth, and shoved the finger inside it. She smirked when she felt Twilight’s tongue work over her finger. She chuckled. “Good girl.” She cooed, adding a second finger.
Once she determined her fingers were wet enough, she removed them from the quiet girl’s mouth; a saliva string connecting Midnight’s fingers to Twilight's lip. The dazed look in her eyes showed that she didn't mind at all.
Her two fingers were back in Twilight’s pussy, plunging deep without pause or remorse. She wasn't going to make this easy for Twilight, nor was she going to make this comfortable. She wanted her to feel pain. She wanted her to whine for help that wasn't going to come.
Twilight grit her teeth as Midnight’s fingers assaulted her, causing her to let out grunts that were a mixture of pleasure and pain. She was allowed a brief moment of relief when Midnight removed her fingers, but it stopped immediately when Midnight’s mouth replaced them. “Ah!”
“My, my, you're turning into quite the slut aren't you?” Midnight praised her with a smirk. Her tongue worked Twilight's folds making it hard for the other girl to even respond to what was said.
One thing that couldn't be ignored was the shiver that ran through Twilight's body when she heard Midnight call her a slut. Midnight had felt that. Midnight had anticipated that. She was finally warming up to the things that were happening to her.
A warm feeling soon enveloped Twilight, taking over her enter body. She didn't realize that a spell was being put on her before it was too late. Suddenly she could feel everything Midnight was doing ten fold.
Soon a powerful orgasm seized her, making her whole body shake as she let out breathless, panting moans. She wasn't even allowed to come down from her high before Midnight’s lips were on hers again. She could taste herself on the demon’s tongue, making the kiss more erotic and pleasing. She wasn't even sure if she was fighting back at this point.
“Good, it seems the spell I put on you is working,” Midnight taunted mischievously. “It's a spell I came up with just for this occasion. I'm going to fuck you so hard you won't even be able to touch yourself without thinking about me.”
The thought of that made another shiver run down Twilight's body in anticipation and fear. She gasped as she felt Midnight’s throbbing cock prod her entrance, her body practically humming with excitement.
Midnight smirked. “Easy there girlie, we aren't going to get to the good part just yet.” She rubbed against Twilight's clit with her shaft. “I want you to beg for it. I want you to beg for me to fuck you.”
Twilight, who was already losing her mind from all of her overloaded senses, regained some part of her conscience and said, “N-No! I won't!”
Somehow Midnight had amped up the spell, causing Twilight to buck her hips against Midnight’s cock, her actions betraying her weak defiance.
“Aw, look at you, moaning like a bitch in heat! You and I both know you want nothing more than to be rutted into oblivion by me! Why don't you make it easier for the both of us and admit it?! The faster you submit the faster we both can get what we want!” Midnight sneered, putting both of her hands around Twilight's neck and squeezing just tight enough for the other girl to be gasping for air while she continued to grind against her pussy.
All hope was lost. At this rate she was going to have another orgasm before Midnight would relent. And so, she gave into her captor, and the basic instincts that ruled her so much in that moment. “P-Please!” Twilight whispered, whining as she continued to try and collect air.
“Oh? What was that? I can't quite hear you, Twilight!” Midnight teased, increasing her thrusts.
“P-Please f-fuck me!” Twilight pleaded, her voice pitched with a shuddering moan as her second orgasm overtook her body. She couldn't contain it as her juices soaked her bed and most importantly, Midnight’s penis.
“See? Was that so hard?” Midnight ridiculed, plunging her thick cock deep within Twilight without warning.
The shock sent a wave through Twilight's body that made her eyes roll back for a second. No matter how much her mind told her this was wrong, she was enjoying this more than she was willing to admit. “H-Harder!” She heard herself whine submissively. A dark blush rose to her purple cheeks once she realized what she had said.
“You're such a good little slut!” Midnight said, her thrusts growing stronger with each second. Her fingers were wrapped around Twilight's neck like a vice again, her grip tightening in time to her thrusts. “I wonder what those friends of yours would say if they saw you like this, begging to be fucked like a whore!”
Tears streamed down Twilight's face as Midnight’s dick assaulted her pussy. She couldn't even respond because of the fingers around her neck. And at this point, she honestly wasn't sure if she wanted to.
She could feel her third orgasm of the night approaching fast, the fire in her belly spilling over into a white hot passion. One particular thrust hit her g-spot just right, and as Twilight opened her mouth to scream, Midnight released her grip from Twilight's neck and her dick from her pussy. The bespectacled girl gave her tormentor a confused look.
“Oh come now. You think I'd let you off that easy? I've been doing all the work up until now. It's your turn to pleasure me.” Midnight pulled at Twilight's hair, making the other girl let out a yelp. As soon as Twilight's mouth was open, Midnight shoved her cock into it, forcing the bookworm to suck it.
Over the course of the next few minutes, Midnight’s cock filled Twilight's mouth repeatedly, sometimes making her gag. Every time Twilight would stop, Midnight would pull her hair, forcing her to open her mouth even wider and sending her cock deeper into her throat.
Twilight could feel Midnight getting close as her thrusts were becoming more erratic and wild. Before she knew what was happening, Midnight’s fingers were in her pussy again, fingering her. She moaned around the cock in her mouth, filled with renewed energy to finish what she was tasked to do.
She sucked and stroked until Midnight grunted, filling her mouth with cum. It had nowhere to go but down to her throat as she submissively swallowed. The lewd act pushed her over the edge and she shuddered, squirting on Midnight’s fingers.
Midnight smirked, licking her fingers. “Such a good little slut.” She giggled.
Twilight would have responded but her back hit her bed, her eyes closing as Midnight slipped back into the mirror without another word.
When she opened her eyes the next morning, Midnight was gone. Twilight had then realized there was a chance that the whole thing had been a dream. That is, until she heard the maniacal laughter of the demon she had created.