Making Amends
Anxiety sat heavy in Twilight's gut as she stood before the old wooden door of her friends home, refusing to accept her attempts to will it away. She fidgeted with her skirt, the tips of two fingers running along the end of one of the folds that linked its pleats. Her star-themed princess dresses that had become common attire since her ascension to alicorndom hadn't felt appropriate. She hardly wanted to rub all that in Moondancer's face while trying to mend her relationship with the unicorn mare she'd used to know.
One more fiddle with her skirt, and then she lifted her hand, rapping it several times against the door. Her fist hit a rotten part of it, and crashed right on through a freshly-created hole. She winced, and not because of the brief jolt of pain up her arm.
"Yes?" Moondancer's frowning face appeared from behind the hole, matching the icy tone of her voice.
"It's Twilight. Uhhh. I'm here to talk with you!" Easier just to not address the damage she'd just done to Moondancer's house. This was certainly starting off on the wrong hoof!
"You think I forgot you? Princess Twilight Sparkle?"
Twilight laughed nervously. "No! Or well, I guess I wasn't sure! It's been a few years!"
"...indeed. Come in." The look in Moondancer's eyes made her wish she'd let her Canterlot friends come along with her, but she had resolved herself to make her best effort to mend fences. She'd always known this would be awkward, at least to start out with, but she wasn't Princess of Friendship for nothing!
Moondancer's house was very poorly lit. Dark curtains blocked almost all the light from the windows, and the visible layer of dust on all the lesser-used objects didn't help. An oppressive scent pervaded the air, the must of old books mixed with something Twilight couldn't quite put her horn to. She would have cast a light spell, but wasn't about to make any big moves after already putting a foot through the poor girl's door.
"You owe me an apology." Moondancer grumbled.
"Oh, of course! The next time you see me, I'll have the bits for the door."
"Hah!" Moondancer snorted with derision, and Twilight's blood froze in her veins. "The door?"
"I know I've been out of touch... things have been busy, you see?" The excuse didn't seem to be taking, so Twilight continued, desperate. "You think I expected any of this? Becoming an Element of Harmony, and an alicor-"
"Mm, all the adventures with your new friends must have taken up all your time."
A shiver ran up Twilight's spine, and her skirt and sweater suddenly felt insufficient for the warm spring day. Moondancer, apparently wearing nothing but a stained, oversized sweater herself, drew closer. With a mostly-stifled gasp, Twilight realised that her old friend was the source of that unexplained, unpleasant fragrance in the air. The red-headed unicorn did look like she hadn't been taking proper care of herself.
"Moondancer, look... that's what I came here to talk about. I want us to be friends again."
"Again? Were we ever friends?"
"I mean we argued about school stuff, but... friendly rivals, then?"
"You didn't come to my party."
"Sorry. I mean it."
"Oh good, you mean it. So that undoes everything, doesn't it? I'm now a fully functional member of Equestrian society, with no separation anxiety disorder, plenty of fulfilling friendships, and a bunch of healthy household habits!" The sarcasm dripping from every word was obvious, even before Twilight completed a longer glance around Moondancer's cluttered mess of a home.
"You... you can't blame all that on me." Nervous as she was, Twilight wasn't above a little bit of self-indignation. As far as she was concerned, Moondancer was being totally unfair.
"I needed you, Twilight!" Raw emotion had broken through the girl's facade of displeasure. She was now panting with anger, close enough to Twilight that the breaths through her old friend's mouth tickled her fur.
"I wasn't any good with parties and stuff, back then! I was just like you!"
"Exactly! Only you could understand me!"
Twilight felt the words like an arrow through her heart. Her pity for her old friend easily overwhelmed the analytical part of her mind that tried to tell her how manipulative these last few comments were. "Then... maybe I could start?" She stared back at Moondancer, violet eyes wide as they absorbed all the loathing and hurt in the mare's similarly-coloured irises. Loathing, hurt, and...
Moondancer's head suddenly lunged forwards, and then her lips were upon the alicorn's. Despite the awkwardness of the position, the shut-in's tongue began hungrily pressing its way into the princess' mouth, which was still gaped in surprise.
"Mmmmmph!" Twilight tried to push Moondancer off of her, but found the unicorn's magic working hard to keep her arms by her sides. Reacting purely on instinct, a jolt of iridescent alicorn magic burst from her horn, and Moondancer toppled backwards onto the floor. Her chubby bottom hit the ground hard, and she rubbed at it as she stared lividly up at the Element of Magic.
"The time for understanding is done, Twilight!" Moondancer's horn began to glow again, brighter and brighter. New details of the house came into view, now fully illuminated, but the intensity of the light still did not stop growing. Twilight raised a hand to her eyes, considering whether or not she had to deploy a spell to counter the emotional unicorn.
Then all of a sudden, her head was wracked with an unbearable, impossible pain. In an instant she fell to her knees, hands clutching at her temples. Everything went from pure white, to pure black.
When Twilight regained her senses, she found herself sat on the floor of Moondancer's living room, just where she'd collapsed. Her clothes — right down to her shoes and socks — had been removed from her, sitting on the floor in a pile nearby and leaving her in only her panties and bra. Moondancer was nowhere to be seen.
"Nnnnnh. What happened?" The pretty alicorn mare stood herself back up, looking around with urgency. She could feel her cheeks burning with the embarrassment of her exposed state, but her eyes quickly found her outfit. No time was wasted in walking over to where it was left draped over the backs of a pair of chairs that had long since been cluttered with too much stuff to be sat on.
"I wonder why I was undressed..." Twilight mumbled to herself, as she put on the short black dress with a trim of lace peeking out from the bottom. She couldn't help but admire the magenta ribbons that were tied around the white sleeve cuffs, adding an extra dose of cuteness. The frilly white apron that went with the dress, adorned with a pair of bows in the same magenta for emphasis, quickly followed. That theme of black with white frills, bows or ribbons in magenta to add extra cutesy detail, continued on through to the remaining pieces of her cutesy outfit. A frilly headband, attached to a ring that slipped around her horn to help keep it in place. Puffy wrist cuffs that slipped easily around her wrists, and lace-topped black socks that went right up to the thighs of her skinny legs. The black Mary Janes with bows on the clasps completed the outfit wonderfully.
Twilight made a very pretty maid.
It was when she turned back around that she noticed the discarded clothes on the floor. A jolt of memory shot through her, but dissipated before it could become a proper thought. "Did... I leave these clothes here?" she asked herself out loud. "Gotta clean this place up." With that, she scooped up the offending used laundry, to put it in the hamper and wash later. Only she couldn't remember where the hamper was. Moondancer would have to remind her.
She found the other mare in her room, lying down in bed in her sweater and reading a book. The room was clearly ground zero for the mess and clutter, used clothes strewn all about the floor, between which were littered plates and mugs, books, and the occasional unrecognised trinket. The room was ground zero for the offensive scent in the air, too. Twilight screwed up her nose, wondering how she'd allowed things to get this bad. "Sorry, Moondancer," she called over to the light yellow-furred mare. "I can't remember where the hamper is." Given the state of the room, it wasn't clear that there even was one.
"Twilight!" Moondancer quickly put down her book and sat up her chubby body. One of her hands came to rest atop her sweater, at the top of a thigh. There was a look of wild excitement on her face.
"Is there a laundry hamper? I thought I'd start with washing the dirty clothes."
Moondancer grinned a dark grin, and Twilight felt a fresh unease suffusing through her body. "Looks like the spell actually worked on you..."
"Spell? You cast a spell on me?!" Indignation coloured Twilight's voice, and Moondancer's tone became defensive to match.
"I had to, Twilight! I've wanted you for so long, and you never felt the same about me!" A hand swung wide to indicate the room around them. "You are the reason I'm like this!" Fresh pangs of guilt struck Twilight, while another wave of memories made their attempt to assail her brain. Important memories, but they remained hazy, tantalisingly close but still out of mental reach. She was left standing there, tummy queasy and eyes stinging with a guilt she didn't even understand. "...but now you're finally gonna start doing something about it." Moondancer's horn began to glow its milky, pinkish glow again, but this time Twilight was ready to counterspell. Whatever precisely was going on, and getting her mind so jumbled, Moondancer's spell surely had something to do with it.
Twilight's horn inflamed itself with magenta energy, only for all the cute mare's magical power to seep away into the ring of her maid headband that sat around said horn. Her counterspell failed, and Moondancer's magic once again built in crescendo to a blinding flash of white. This time at least, Twilight didn't faint.
Indeed, as the spell cast faded, she was filled with clarity.
Twilight could remember everything now. Of course she wore a horn ring to block her magic, because of precisely moments like what had just occurred. She was Moondancer's maid, how could she be trying to cast a counterspell at the mare who it was her duty to serve? "My apologies for the outburst. I'll return to washing the clothes."
"No. Come here, Twilight."
"Alright." The alicorn princess, the owner of her own castle, obediently began picking her way across the floor to Moondancer's bed, cautious to avoid stepping on anything breakable amidst the mess. The lighter-furred mare shifted herself to the edge of the bed to greet her maid's approach, that hand at her inner thigh now slowly rubbing itself back and forth.
"You're so cute, Twilight. Always have been," Moondancer told her, deep purple eyes running their way approvingly up and down the princess' form. "You won't leave me all on my own again, will you?"
Twilight shook her head.
"And you'll treat me better now?" Moondancer reached forward, idly playing with the frills on the front of Twilight's apron as she asked the question.
"I'll be the best maid I can be."
"Gooood. Then, those need a wash." Moondancer pointed to a pair of used panties that lay discarded on the floor just behind Twilight, striped in pink and orange. Something off-white in colour visibly stained the crotch. Twilight felt a pang of queasiness, but nevertheless turned herself around and began to bend at the knee to retrieve the dirty undergarments, two fingers already extended in preparation to act like tweezers, and minimise contact.
"N-not like that." Twilight felt herself suddenly gripped by Moondancer's magic, the telekinetic force wrapping around her body with surprising power as it forced her to straighten back up. "Don't move your legs. Just... b-bend over."
"But you'll see my-"
"Do it Twilight!"
Twilight Sparkle's face inflamed itself with embarrassment, but as Moondancer's maid, she didn't feel she was in any position to refuse. So, in rather stilted fashion, she bent herself forwards at the hip, the length of her maid dress easily baring her perky, panty-clad ass to her old friend. Her tail couldn't completely protect her modesty, plenty of cutesy, lace-lined, star-print cotton and its tight hug to her rump left wholly on display.
"Nggghh." Twilight couldn't see yet, but Moondancer had graduated from rubbing her leg, to rubbing right at her crotch through her sweater. Her chubby thighs eagerly pressing together.
Trying to ignore the sound of Moondancer's heavy breathing, Twilight quickly grabbed the stained panties from the floor. When she went to straighten herself back up though, Moondancer's magic grasped her body again. She was locked there in place, giving Moondancer a faceful of her petite bottom.
"Please, Moondancer! I need t-"
"S-smell them."
"What?!"
"You said... huuu.... you'd be a good maid for me."
"But what has that got to do wi- mmmmmmph!" Moondancer's magic helped bring Twilight's hand to her head, and then to plaster the crotch of the pair of stained panties over her mouth and nose. "Nnnnph!" The smell was unpleasant, even if the geeky virgin mare didn't recognise it to be cum. She couldn't pull the panties away though, Moondancer's magic proving much too strong. All that obsessive self-study finally coming to fruition for the antisocial unicorn.
From behind her, Twilight could hear soft, feminine grunts of pleasure. "Just one more ...ngh... one more cast, Twilight, and you'll be happily... hnnh... licking up every bit and calling me 'Princess'!" Moondancer laughed, and the sound was about as pleasant as the clothing item currently being pressed into Twilight's face. "But we can tinker with the reality spell some more later. Turn around." The underwear dropped to the floor, Twilight taking in a few desperate gasps of "fresh" air. She quickly realised that one of the room's ambient fragrances was in fact the same stuff she'd just had her nose rubbed into, the realisation sending a shiver up her spine. She was still Moondancer's maid, though, so as frazzled and wary as she now was, she still turned herself around as bidden.
Moondancer's pudgy body was still sat on the edge of the bed, but she'd taken on a more relaxed pose, with one hand behind her to help support the backwards lean of her body. Her legs were spread, and the sweater hiked up out of the way, revealing her lack of underwear. Moondancer's genitals were on display ー a slightly short, but thick, cock that her other hand was slowly working the foreskin of back and forth along its mediocre length. Below that, a very heavy-looking set of balls, with a visible sheen of sweat even in the room's poor light. Twilight gasped, gawking in shock at the revelation. Stunned into silence.
"You probably won't... ngh... like this," Moondancer told her, staring up at the maid with the same unsettling look she'd had in her eyes before. "Your punishment for abandoning me!" Moondancer laughed again, as Twilight felt the mare's magic help tug her down to her knees. It quickly became clear that the thick, throbbing thing before her wide violet eyes was the source of at least some of the stink permeating the room.
"P-please, Moondancer! This is..." Twilight's head was swimming again, although maybe that was just due to the potent musk of unwashed stallion parts in dire need. "This falls outside of maidly duties!"
"Oh?" Moondancer grinned a cheshire grin down at her. "You didn't swear you'd do anything to ease my suffering, as my loyal maid? As witnessed by Celestia herself?" Twilight blinked, for a moment forgetting completely the embarrassment of being knelt down in front of a very erect cock at the mention of that name. She tried to remember, dazedly digging through her memories, until the sudden recollection struck her like a fist to the chest. Moondancer was telling the truth. It was Celestia herself who had lowered the maid headband onto Twilight's head, and around her horn. Told her how proud she was of her dear student, for dedicating herself so thoroughly to righting her friendship wrongs.
Of course, Twilight had never anticipated doing anything like this for Moondancer when she'd made her maidly vows, but she had made them, and in front of the ruler of Equestria.
"So suck it, you stuck up little so-and-so!" Twilight's eyes burned with tears, but she understood now that this was her fault. She was the reason Moondancer had become like this, and the state of the place (and of Moondancer's hygiene) made it clear just how poorly she had been accomplishing her maidly duties. Maybe she really was just a stuck up little so-and-so, she thought dejectedly to herself. A useless maid, and terrible friend. Perhaps if she actually went through with this, as humiliating as it was, she could at least begin to change that.
Twilight had never seen an erect penis outside of a book before. Moondancer's throbbed eagerly, bobbing slightly of its own accord now that the mare had released her grip on it. A thick vein ran up along the length of its tube of dull pink, furless flesh, from which her swollen, sensitive-looking cockhead eagerly protruded its glistening tip. Hardly the sort of thing Twilight wanted to suck on, even after setting aside the stifling scent of a stallion in need. "If I, umm, put it... in my mouth... then-"
"Oh just do it, Twilight!" Moondancer lost her patience, and Twilight felt her grab her head and start pulling it closer. It all happened so fast, and with her own horn's magic sealed away, Twilight could do no more than raise a hand in half-hearted protest before Moondancer's aura finished adjusting their positions. With horror, but also defeated resignation, Twilight felt the smelly, sweaty cock push into her mouth.
"Mmmmmph!"
"Nggghhhh."
The salty, slightly sour taste of it was all over her tongue. It was filling her whole mouth, or so it at least felt, Twilight given no choice but to intimately experience every little twitch of need and pleasure her old friend gave. She wasn't mentally ready, she felt sick, and dirty, and ashamed. Though if it would make the one she was sworn to serve happy, then maybe she could try to get through this.
"Do you know how long I've waited? To feel this?"
Moondancer was now basking in that feeling, not moving her hips nor using her hands or magic to manipulate Twilight. Her unimpressive length nevertheless throbbed away happily, its bulbous head producing a dribble of salty precum in appreciation. Twilight winced at the fresh offense to her tongue, another involuntary sound of muffled complaint escaping her mouth. She was a strong-willed pony when she needed to be, though. And right now she was willing herself to start being the good little maid she'd failed to be.
She didn't know how to give a blowjob, but Twilight had certainly encountered a couple among the many, many books she'd read. Subtracting out all the flowery, figurative language, she knew it involved bobbing one's head, and so that was how she began. Slowly sliding her mouth back and forth over the straining tip, and perhaps the first inch of shaft, of the cock inside her mouth. She quickly realised friction was important, closing her mouth to seal her lips around Moondancer's thick member, and offering gentle suction to accompany the sliding motions of her sweet little mouth. That got quite a response from the chubby mare sat on the edge of her bed, a low groan of ecstasy as she sat back, resting her weight on her elbows. Twilight spared a glance up at her through teary eyes, but couldn't hold Moondancer's intense gaze, and quickly turned them shamefully back to the other mare's chubby gut peeking from beneath her sweater, and her tufted crotch fur.
"Oh Twilight, don't cry! You're gonna... ngh... turn my whole life around! Isn't that what... nggggghhhh... what you should want, little miss princess of friendship?"
"Mnph?"
Those last three words brought Twilight's eyes back up to Moondancer's, wide and full of questions. She couldn't work out what that meant, she wasn't a princess of friendship, just a maid volunteering for a Canterlot unicorn! Some part of her brain screamed at her she was forgetting something, but quickly went silenced. She kept sucking.
Things continued that way for perhaps a minute at most. Twilight trying to concentrate on the good she was doing for Moondancer, and not on how it felt to be doing it for her. Also trying not to gag as the unpleasant taste and greasy texture of unbathed penis continued to assault her tongue. In some ways, what happened next was a mercy.
"Guess there's... ooonnhhh... no need to hold back. You're all mine now, aren't you Twilight!" The violet mare was given no chance to answer the hypothetical question. Instead, Moondancer sat herself back up, grasping Twilight Sparkle's pretty head with the sausage-like fingers of both hands. They dug forcefully into her fur and mane, desperately pulling her forwards.
"Mnnnphh?!" Twilight exclaimed, as the entirety of Moondancer's lacking length pushed greedily into her mouth, and barely breached her throat. She began to gag, as the lighter-furred mare began frantically repeating the action, working Twilight's mouth rapidly along the length of her shaft like the alicorn was a simple sextoy.
"Hnnngghh! Oh, buck!"
"Mngh! Ghhkk! Splmff! Mnnnph!"
"Gonna... here it comes, Twilight!"
Dazed, and unsure if the fresh tears tracking down her soft fur were from the humiliation or her gag reflex, Twilight felt the thick member finally pull free of her mouth, only for it to begin heaving out thick long ribbons of hot, sticky cum onto her face. She shut her eyes, tried to shut out what was happening, but the weight, cloying texture, awful odour and sheer amount of the vile stuff that was splattered all over her face and hair and frilly headband made that impossible. Her posture slumped downwards, sitting on her legs with her head swimming again as she felt Moondancer's nasty seed slowly dribble down her face, and off her chin onto her apron.
"Nnnh, Twilight... at least you make a good maid!"
(A Few Days Later)
Twilight awoke with a start, aware of something heavy on top of her, smothering her into the mattress. She quickly realised it was Moondancer above her, and a glance toward the window confirmed the lateness of the hour. "Do you need something, my Princess?" she asked, sleepily.
"You, maid," answered the mare on top of her. Twilight nodded, dutifully spreading her legs. She was still wearing her maid outfit, right down to the Mary Jane shoes, but her panties laid discarded on the bedroom floor from earlier in the evening. At least the place was cleaner, now.
"My body is yours, Princess."
"This won't take long. I'm, uhh, meeting Princess Celestia tomorrow morning to... discuss your situation. I need the sleep." Twilight was confused. Wasn't Celestia the one who'd witnessed her vows? Was her situation to be changing? Why hadn't her Princess told her before now, so she could be better prepared? As lowly maid, though, who was she to question her?
"I understand." She tensed up, in nervous anticipation of the penetration she knew would be coming. Foreplay was a luxury with Moondancer, and her Princess' girthy cock tended to hurt some at first without it. Tensing up probably only made it worse, though, and Twilight gave out a squeal only half-successfully stifled as Moondancer slid herself into her maid's tight pussy with a grunt of relief.
The sex was as hurried as promised, and as selfish as always. Twilight returned the clumsy kisses Moondancer offered her, but could only lay back and accept the lustful licks to her face that the larger mare quickly switched to. Soon, Moondancer was simply moaning loudly into her ear, freely letting her weight settle onto Twilight as she hungrily bucked her hips. There was little pleasure in any of it, for the purple alicorn. Plenty of satisfaction, though, in knowing just how happy she was making Moondancer. Dedicating herself to the chubby, antisocial unicorn had been the best decision she'd ever made.
"Ungh. I'm cumming, Twilight!"
Twilight didn't answer, only whimpering cutely as her Princess thrust in deep, and flooded her womb with another torrentious load of thick, potent cum.
"I do hope she doesn't take you away from me."
"H-huh?" Twilight tried to ask, but Moondancer rolled off of her, facing herself away with clear intention to sleep.
Twilight Sparkle, though, didn't get a wink.