> Dream Date
>  by Saatchi
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> Dreamwork Makes Luna Fuck
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Luna reclined in her throne, contemplating how to spend her night. Her hands glid across her midnight blue thighs, sliding her dress aside to rest against her hip mark. The dark splodge of colour caved under pressure from her palm. She massaged the crescent moon as she mused about all the possibilities. Had Sunset Shimmer still been hanging around Canterlot Castle, then the Princess of the Night would have found herself playing a couple of games with her. Luna tapped the fingers of her other hand against the thick tube of flesh jutting out from her crotch. Her eyelids fluttered as she reminisced about such times, images burned into her brain of the many nights spent fucking her sister’s former pupil. She longed for the passion of those long nights, the constant threat of being caught, and feeling Sunset whine into her palms. Then it all came to a head, a finale to blow Sunset away quite literally. Luna felt her nethers spring to life as flashes of passion spread through her mind, remembering the tightness around her shaft. Her passion building until the metaphorical dam broke and Sunset’s nethers were flooded with a creamy torrent of delights.
Luna pinched herself tightly on her hip, the pain pulling her down from the horniness running rampant through her body. But it did give her an idea. If Sunset was busy in the other world, locked away from Luna, then she’d settle for the next best thing... Celestia’s newest pupil, Twilight Sparkle. She was something of a prodigy of the magical persuasion, if the way Celestia spoke of her was anything to go by. She was a former resident of Canterlot that now spent her days living in Ponyville in a castle of her own. Ordinarily, the distance would be something of a sticking point given that Ponyville was a long train journey away and those didn’t run late at night. But Luna had a trick up her sleeve, one that nobody else was capable of replicating. Luna could access the Dreamscape; a remarkable force of magic. Luna was charged with being its peacekeeper. Sat atop of her throne, Luna’s horn began to glow andthe rest of the throne room started to shiver. The marbled stone walls melted away around her, crashing down like waves in the ocean. Luna rose from her throne, her soft feet gracing the carpeted steps with her weight. She turned to face the space where the stained-glass window depicting Twilight and friends had been. Instead of her beautiful night sky, instead she gazed upon a familiar realm. Stars filled the spaces near and far, each one a window into the dreams of a single pony. To search them all for Twilight would mean spending weeks at a time hopping between dreams, with Twilight’s dream changing location every time.
But Luna was the ruler of the Dreamscape. This was her realm. She had a little shortcut that sped things up. With a snap of her fingers, she floated up off the floor and what remained of the throne room zipped away behind her. Stars raced by, offering fleeting glimpses into the minds of her subjects. Any of them could have satisfied her carnal desires, but Luna was focused on her primary target and before long she arrived at the window into Twilight’s mind. Luna adjusted the deep purple dress so that it better hid her assets from view, snapping her fingers again to give it a little more sparkle. Satisfied with her appearance, she stepped into Twilight’s dream ready to give Celestia’s pupil the ride of her life.
Upon entering the dream, Luna found herself in the Canterlot library archives. Shelves upon shelves of books reaching up to the high ornate ceilings. Luna hadn’t spent a lot of time down in the archival section, though her sister spoke highly of it. The lives of everyone in Equestria, past and present, were kept in these archives, at least the real ones. Luna surmised that not even Twilight had the mental capacity to replicate everything contained within the large collection of books. Standing at the top of a winding staircase, Luna surveyed the landscape. From her elevated perch, she caught sight of a small glowing coming from the northernmost side of the archive, with the occasional book levitating back into its place on the shelves. A smirk spread across Luna’s lips as her fingers curled around the bannister. Soon she’d be balls deep in Celestia’s prize mare. Setting her feet back on the simulated marble flooring, Luna shivered as it chilled her soles. She then took her first steps deeper into Twilight’s mind, her feet softly slapping against the flooring. She could have stepped softer or remained airborne, but Luna wanted Twilight to hear her coming. At least that way Twilight would be more inclined to stay in one spot. Creeping down the staircase, Luna peered through the rows of shelves casting her eye eagerly over the glow at the end. She could only just make out the hunched figure of Twilight, nose deep in a book. It was typical behaviour of Celestia’s students, Luna noted - Sunset was the same way.
Oh, the way Sunset had looked at her when they’d first met at the castle. A grown mare reduced to nothing more than a quivering mess when she saw the famous Princess Luna. She looked up to Luna more than she did Celestia, which Luna understood completely. It let Luna get into Sunset’s head, turning her against the former while bringing her closer to the latter. Luna kept her involvement in Sunset’s decline a secret, all the while meeting up with her after dark for private ‘sessions’. It was there that Luna and Sunset began to build something of a relationship, talking together and sharing stories of their lives. Of course, the later sessions involved gratuitous amounts of sex when both the Princesses were granted fabulous cocks and an increased sex drive. Sunset would never go on to mention such things to her peers of course, Luna saw to that.
Luna’s pace increased as she stepped off the staircase and onto the ground floor; recalling memories of Sunset proved to be a motivator. Within a matter of moments, Luna found herself standing behind Twilight. The purple alicorn was so engrossed in her book that she didn’t turn to look at the Princess, even as she placed a hand on her shoulder.
“Twilight,” Luna whispered, resting her snout on her shoulder, her hands clasping Twilight’s hips. “It’s rude to avoid your guests.”
Twilight’s head jerked up, her eyes sparkling as she recognised the voice in her ear. “Princess Luna! Is there something wrong? You don’t usually visit my dreams unless there’s something wrong…”
Twilight scooted her chair back and bounced to her feet, turning to wrap Luna up in an unnaturally strong bear hug. Her strength wasn’t the only thing that was different about her. Luna was the tallest alicorn, her sister was a head shorter, but as Twilight hugged her, she noticed that the youngest alicorn had to crouch to hug her properly. When the hug was broken, Luna looked up feeling somewhat small in comparison to Twilight, but she wasn’t uncomfortable about it. Twilight stood around half a foot taller than the nine feet tall Lunar Princess, leaving her looking down at her superior. A twitch spread through Luna’s crotch as she gazed up at Twilight. Just what was this feeling?
“N-nothing is wrong, Twilight. At least, nothing you should worry yourself over. I’m just here for a casual meeting, no strings attached. But I feel it would be wrong of me to ask you if there’s something wrong? I mean, you’re looking…different than usual.”
Twilight reared up and put her hands on her plump hips, her face becoming obscured by her more than ample chest. The baggy white shirt heaved up and over her belly, exposing her lilac stomach to Luna. The sweatpants that clothed Twilight’s lower half creaked and pulled tight over her thighs as she adjusted to a contemplative stance. “Hm? Oh! You mean my dream self? It’s uh…it’s an experiment! Kinda. See, I’m an alicorn now, the Princess of Friendship and well, you and Celestia are both alicorns and princesses too. So I’m…”
“Seeing what you’d look like if you were us?” Luna finished, her ego rewarding her observation with a throb under her dress.
“Yes! Err, well, yes and no. You and Celestia both look as you do, and Cadance isn’t exactly far off in that regard either. So I’m guessing that it comes from a sort of delayed effect of the alicorn transformation. So I assumed that I’d eventually get to look the same, personally I think I captured it rather well.”
Luna looked Twilight up and down. In terms of capturing the alicorn appearance as she and her sister showed it, Twilight had done a wonderful job. She was tall, giving her a towering presence no matter where she was. Her breasts were thick and obeyed gravity by hanging over her stomach, punctuated with pert nipples that bulged from underneath her shirt. What little she had glimpsed underneath had shown Twilight to be a little thick around the middle, another trait of Celestia’s no doubt. Luna scoffed at the thought, Celestia was more than partial to a slice of cake with a meal. But it wasn’t just a little bit of spare weight around the middle, it had also been added to her hips, thighs and butt. Luna could see Twilight’s rear curving beyond her hips and even above her waist, which shocked her. Not even Celestia had a such a preposterous posterior! But another throb under Luna’s dress meant it wasn’t a bone of contention. Already Twilight was a sexual delight and Luna wanted so badly to have her way with her, but she needed to play it cool.
“Twilight,” Luna chuckled, her horn glowing faintly as she gave her words a little flair. “If you wanted to examine an alicorn, all you had to do was ask! Your books and theories will only give you a fraction of what it means to be an alicorn.”
Twilight cocked her head to the side. There was something off about Luna’s voice, but Twilight couldn’t seem to parse it. Her voice seemed to linger in her head, echoing and growing louder each time it bounced inside her school. It commanded that it be listened to, without saying it. “I suppose, but it didn’t feel right of me to ask you to-“
“Oh don’t be silly, Twilight. When have we ever said no to a research project of yours? Besides, you wouldn’t want to have incomplete data, would you?
More words in Twilight’s head, overwriting what had previously been there. These words started out the same, growing louder and inescapable, but when it came to the question they softened out. They became inviting, warmer even. The more Twilight listened, the more she felt like she was at home with Luna. It was hard to explain but the more Luna spoke, the more the outside world seemed to melt away. Twilight couldn’t actually recall what had spawned the talk on alicorns, but she was delighted that Luna wanted to talk about it more. An uneasy smile spreading across her face to show it.
“But the information you seek cannot be found in some musty old books, perhaps you’d like to adjourn somewhere more appropriate?”
Twilight’s smile widened, her eyelids fluttering as Luna asked her another question. The snide comments about books not having all the answers had been completely overlooked. Luna’s voice was like the audio equivalent of a field of flowers on a spring day. So delightful and pleasant. Even Luna herself was becoming more of a focus. The rest of the dreamscape felt like the backdrop to Luna’s existence. Twilight found herself dumbly smiling and staring at Luna, giggling when she heard Luna speak. But when the question of switching locations was complete, Twilight nodded her head enthusiastically.
“Would you like me to take you there? Or would you rather conjure it up yourself and save me the effort?” Luna asked, stepping forward and reaching upwards to scratch at Twilight’s chin as though she were a puppy.
Twilight knew what Luna was getting at. She could hear it in the echo of her words across her mind, a sultry background ooze that spread over her brain. Twilight found Luna’s grip on her mind allowed her a moment to think of the place. And Twilight obeyed without a moment of hesitation. The library began to rumble, the stone walls crumbled away, books falling to the floor and shattering. The shelves collapsed into dust, the cloud overtaking the pair and obscuring their view. When everything settled, Luna was still stroking at Twilight’s chin and the latter was still putty in her hands. The room had transformed from a library to a boudoir at Canterlot Castle, one bearing similar resemblance to Luna’s bedroom. The bed at the centre was big enough for the pair of them, while silken blue fabric trailed above it. The window at the back of the room looked out on the night sky, as the grey silhouette of the moon offered them some natural light. There were no doors in and out of the room, but that didn’t matter as neither Twilight nor Luna wanted to leave. When the world had been rebuilt around them, Luna pulled back from Twilight, gliding towards the bed and standing at its side.
“Good girl!” Luna clapped her hands together, praising Twilight. “Now, would you join me here?”
Twilight nodded and walked towards Luna. Her footsteps thumped against the carpeted floor. She seemed somewhat unsteady on her feet, her thicker form swaying back and forth as though drunk. The dumb grin on her face grew steadily wider with each step they took. Her mind descended into bliss, Luna’s every word more precious than gold to her. She no longer cared about the difference in Luna’s tone, she simply cared to hear more. When she reached Luna’s side, the Princess caressed Twilight’s body with those midnight blue palms. Twilight shivered under Luna’s touch, unable to cope with the rush of pleasure spreading across her every inch. Luna smirked and stepped back, leaving Twilight gasping open mouthed.
“Now, Twilight,” Luna eased the lilac mare onto the bed. “Your embodiment of the alicorn form is accurate as far those outdated books go, but things have changed in recent times.”
“…how?” Twilight asked, her head rocking back and forth before giggling to herself, her mind completely blank now.
Luna snapped her fingers, her body becoming cocooned in a bright light. It lasted for a couple of seconds and when it died down, Luna stood completely naked. Her breasts hung over the slightest paunch of her stomach. Luna took hold of one breast, fingers pinching her nipple. She moaned softly as her other hand worked to draw Twilight’s attention. She’d avoided keeping that tube of flesh between her thighs from getting too worked up, but there was no need to keep it that way. Her hand came to a stop at the base of the three-foot-long cock, it was coloured the same midnight blue as the rest of her body and flecked with spots of black and pink. Her balls were obscured by her legs, but like the curves of Twilight’s rear, they poked out from either side. A true marvel of superiority. Twilight stared open mouthed at it. A reaction Luna had expected from her newly acquired drone. “See, Twilight? You’re missing the most vital part of being an alicorn. This cock is a symbol of who we are. Bigger than any stallion in the land and potent enough to sire an entire generation with a single load.”
Twilight’s face fell for a moment, a look of sadness spreading across it. How could she not know about such an important part of the alicorn form? At least it sounded important, but then it was Luna’s voice, everything sounded important. “How can I…fix this?”
Luna’s smile grew wider, her shaft bouncing to life, growing longer and fatter under her palm. With each throb it seemed to bring the temperature of the room up a few degrees. Twilight’s tongue poked from her mouth, tasting Luna’s musky aroma on her tongue. Her eyes went wide as an array of flavours danced across her taste buds. Even Luna’s bitterness was pleasant for the mind-controlled alicorn. She slid from the bed and dropped to her knees, throwing herself at the feet of the superior princess. There were no words needed, Luna could see Twilight was desperate for an answer. And the when the lilac alicorn sat up, Luna offered her one. With another bob of her shaft, she let it slap Twilight on the cheek slickening it with a soft bead of pre. Then it bounced up and over to the other side, giving it another slap. “Service me, Twilight. If you prove yourself capable, you’ll be granted that which you are missing.”
Twilight felt Luna’s words in her mind once more, not just willing her to obey, but making her take that first step. She couldn’t control her arms and her jaw seemed to fall open of its own accord. She knew what it was she had to do and nothing in the whole of the Dreamscape was going to stop her. Her trembling fingers reached up to grasp the magnificence of Luna’s shaft, her fingers exploring its veined surface. She could feel blood thrumming under the surface, pulsing in time with Luna’s rising heartbeat; and the longer she touched it, the more her own heart matched the rhythm. They were on the same level, minds connected, bodies pressed up close to one another. This was paradise, even if it was just a dream.
“Good girl, Twilight. You are making progress towards becoming a true alicorn, but do not tease me any longer. Do not be put off with its size, embrace it. For when you are done, this could all be yours!”
Twilight nodded. “Yes, Mistress, of course.”
The honorific threw Luna for a moment. For one single moment. She hadn’t put the idea of such a title into Twilight’s head. The hypnosis was supposed to leave her blank, susceptible to instruction. Luna didn’t give it any further thought as Twilight brought her mouth around her tip. Luna felt herself start to wax nostalgic about her time with Sunset Shimmer once more, the pleasures and delights of those encounters flooding back to her. But she forced her mind to think through them, to see the acts that were being committed in the present. She stroked her hand along her length until it came to rest on Twilight’s cheeks. She clenched her cheek, puckering her lips as Twilightpaid due attention to the mammoth member. As her sensitive flesh was peppered with kisses Luna couldn’t stop herself from splurting a wad of pre against Twilight’s face. Ropes of transparent goop hung from her horn and trailed down her face to her open mouth. A pretty sight, but it could stand to be better. Luna squeezed Twilight’s cheek again, pulling her face against the font of pre at her tip, smearing it across her face. By the time she was done, Twilight’s face was a sticky mess. Her eyes blinked slower and she pulled her lips apart as they kept sticking together.
Luna loosed a dull growl, enjoying the sight of Celestia’s prized student covered in the potent stink of her pre. Twilight didn’t seem to mind as Luna magically took hold of her horn and brought her face in for another smothering. The Lunar Princess shuddered with pleasure as Twilight took a deep breath of her pungent aroma. The scent of power filling her nostrils, swirling around her obedient brain. Luna loved that Twilight was so far gone that she acted on her own, there was no need for the smaller alicorn to be so forceful and yet, Twilight responded in kind. The foreplay was a delight, but Luna craved something a little more. With her magical hold on Twilight’s horn, Luna pushed Twilight’s lips against her tip, parting them to make way for Luna’s gift. The dominant alicorn winced as Twilight’s teeth passed a little too close for comfort, but beyond that she was in heaven. Twilight’s mouth tightened around her cock, and the fleshy walls slickened with saliva hugged her cock. The more Luna advanced, the tighter Twilight became. Soon her head was pressed right against the entrance to her throat, putting pressure on her airways.
Twilight’s eyes bulged out of her head, surprised she could even take so much of this mighty shaft. Her jaw ached and her cheeks bulged with an obscene mix of saliva and pre. It all felt so good, Luna was making sure of that. But even through the layers of hypnosis, Twilight could feel that it was putting pressure on her body. She gagged and spluttered against the shaft, her eyes shimmering as the pressure forced tears from them. She couldn’t pull back as Luna held her with a powerful magical aura. All she could do was sit there and choke. To struggle for breath around Luna’s impressive length, suffering for her education. But it was still pleasant. Her body burned as it was denied oxygen, darkness creeping in at the edges of her vision. She was going to pass out. She was going to disappoint Luna. A fate that felt worse than the potential harm that could befall her.
“Twilight, do you forget where you are? What this place is?” Luna tapped a hand to her chin. “Perhaps the dronification took a little too much free thought from you…”
“Miffref! Pweah! Ah-“ Twilight cried out around Luna’s cock, desperately trying to stall whatever disappointment Luna had in her.
“Quiet, Twilight. This session is a gift to you. There’s no need for you to suffer for it. Which is why…”
Luna snapped her fingers and Twilight immediately felt relief. Her breath came to her normally, and her aches and pains quickly subsided. She felt renewed, ready to take on more of Luna’s meat. She placed her hands on her mistress’s hips and pulled herself towards Luna. Breaking the seal on her throat and letting it bulge out obscenely. Twilight moaned around the alicorn shaft, her eyes rolling back in her head. Luna could actually trace the progress of her cock deeper into Twilight’s belly, her pet resembling an obscene sword swallower. Twilight was desperate to please, to serve the midnight mistress, and as she pressed her snout up against Luna’s crotch, her eyes seemed to ask for approval.
“Oh, Twilight!” Luna squealed, her cock throbbing and spasming, pre shooting into Twilight’s belly with all the intensity of a pressure hose. Her balls rumbled behind her, making their presence known as they swelled larger with a pent-up lust. They’d soon get their moment, but for now they held back, biding their time. “T-Twilight! Such devotion! Such a desire f-for knowledge!”
“Fan kuh mistress!” Twilight moaned, her mouth, throat and belly full of Luna’s cock and fluids. She was already beginning to show signs of her belly expanding, making her look pudgy.
“Tw-Twilight it has…Oh Gods!” Luna bent down, hands clutched at her pet’s head as her legs shuddered. “B-been so long since I hah!”
Twilight couldn’t comprehend what her mistress was going through. The raw pleasure and excitement had been all she’d known since Luna had begun talking to her. Her body had acclimatised and only experienced new delights in short spurts to keep her under Luna’s spell for as long as possible. But to see her mistress shudder and quake, to hear the audible rumble of her balls, Twilight knew that deep down Luna was experiencing levels of pleasure unheard of to mere mortals.
Itwas true, Luna was in ecstasy. She could barely string a sentence together as her cock shook wildly. Twilight bobbed in tandem with her cock, her belly bouncing in tandem with her breasts to slap at her submerged phallus. Her nerves burned with a white-hot intensity, a thin film of moisture acting as her body’s attempts to cool her down. But Luna was defying it, fighting against her body to attain the sexual bliss she so craved. “S-so long! Since I f-felt oh-hah-so t-tight! Pre-p-pare yourself! I’m ngh, going to…hah!”
Twilight had less than a second to prepare herself as requested. She felt the first messy salvos explode down her throat and pound her stomach. Her belly bloated up in a matter of seconds. No longer did she look pudgy, but instead she looked fully pregnant with octuplets. But despite her sudden explosion of size, Twilight could not keep it all down. She simply didn’t expand enough to take all of Luna’s load at once. Pearlescent ropes of seed burst from whatever gaps her mouth could offer. They splattered messily against Luna’s crotch, dripped down her legs and pooled at her feet. What a waste. Minutes whizzed by and still Luna refused to stop cumming. Twilight’s belly grew taut, her body contorted into a more spherical shape. She resembled an alicorn marble, even Luna had to spread her legs to accommodate her pet’s new shape. This let her balls swing free as they pulsed against Twilight’s wobbling belly. She groaned as the warm orbs pressed against her, her blank mind conjuring up one thought alone. When would it end?
Luna was in no rush to stop. She held Twilight’s head against her crotch, bucking her hips against her face. Twilight bounced in tandem with each thrust, her body limply trying to keep pace. Luna gasped and grunted, no longer able to see her cock in Twilight’s body. She was drowning in cum, her body grossly bloated and still expanding further. Her legs were weak, she could barely support herself. She was using Twilight for support, as much as Twilight was being supported solely by Luna’s cock.
As the time in the Dreamscape rapidly ticked by, Luna finally brought her orgasm to a close. Slowly, she pulled her softening shaft from within the depths of Twilight’s belly. Coated and slick with cum, Luna staggered past her pet and collapsed onto the bed. Cum pooled at her feet and Twilight laid flat on her back, fighting against her planetary form to lap what she could from the floor. Both alicorns remained there in silence. Only their rampant panting and the lewd drip and slap of Twilight’s tongue as she continued to work providing background noise. When her strength returned a little, Luna snapped her fingers and the walls around them faded from view. She spared a final look down at Twilight, who stared up at her with a vacant expression. Luna offered a smile back, before Luna was on her own once more. The world rebuilt around her to resemble the throne room once more. Luna’s bed transformed into her throne as she was propped up on pillows and cushions. Her cock throbbed lewdly under her dress, prompting her to peer over the throne’s edge. The steps to the throne looked as though someone had detonated a white goop bomb across them. Lewd splatters of cum covered the steps, reminiscent of the waterfall that had once been adjacent to the thrones. Luna reclined once more with a smile. It had been good to empty her balls once more and into another prized pupil no less! Of course, Luna wasn’t about to go against her word, she made a promise to Twilight and it was one she would keep.
Twilight awoke with a shock, sitting upright in bed. Her sheets were soaked with sweat, and the air was heavy with a familiar musk. It seemed eerily similar to the dream that she’d just had, the events of which were quickly fading from memory. She furrowed her brow. Something didn’t feel right. Everything above her sheets was feeling the benefit of the cool air of the room, taking her down from the sweltering heat of her dream. But under the covers was a different story. Something around her legs burned with heat, and her curiosity wouldn’t let it sit. Throwing back the covers she felt the cool air spread further south. But as the cool air sunk lower, something rose to greet her. Twilight sat mouth agape as the obelisk rose from between her legs. She lit up her horn and illuminated the room. As the light fell across the obelisk, she saw it for what it really was. A huge purple cock, easily a foot and half in length had sprouted from her crotch. Bringing with it darkened balls that lay over her thighs. Aside from the initial shock of seeing her own body with these new appendages, Twilight came to accept it far sooner than she would’ve expected. With each aroused throb she seemed to delight at its presence. 
“Thank you, Luna,” she muttered under her breath, as if possessed by some unnatural force. She didn’t know why she said it. It just felt like the right thing to do. But there was no time to dwell on that, after all, just what was she going to do with this thing?