
>You are in panic.
“You still don't have the sixth Element! The spark didn't work!”
>”But it did! A different kind of spark. I felt it the very moment I realized how happy I was to hear you, to see you, how much I cared about you. The spark ignited inside me when I realized that you all... are my friends! You see, Nightmare Moon, when those Elements are ignited by the... the spark, that resides in the heart of us all, it creates the sixth element: the element of... magic!”
“Noooo! NOOOOOOO!”
>You are fucked.
>As every color of the rainbow surrounds your twisted form of the once royal princess of the night, you feel your grip over her start to weaken – The magnitude of the six, meager – insignificant ponies magic simply overwhelmed you. This couldn’t be true, this couldn’t be possible!
>You had planned this for a thousand years – A THOUSAND YEARS! You had it all down and in track – First you had snuck up on Princess Celestia and taken her out long enough for you to set an allover dominance with your powers of the night. You would then force the subjects into loving your beautiful art of the starts so that you could finally be appreciated for all your hard work.
>You hadn’t taken into account that six –rapscallions- had formed together and somehow managed to overthrow you.
>So here you lay, a shell, a bunch of dust – a shimmer of corruption – While the now free Princess Luna is squabbling at her oh-so-good princess. 
>This smelt of weakness, of fragileness – of a love you once sought, but never gained. 
>You are the corrupted thoughts of loneliness, and you must escape while your enemies are busy stroking one another’s egos.
>With a silent woosh, you fade out of every creek and nook of the brimstone castle, slithering yourself out and into the forest that encircled the ruins.
>You shimmer over the disappearing night – urgh, how you hated the morning. Not only was it your polar, but it was also just so –ugly-. No detail but boring clouds and a single, solitary star.
>Celestia had zeeeeero grasp on the immersive brilliance of art. You fade down across the landscape with a force that would ripple endless streams of Rainbooms – but you didn’t want to cause a ruckus now, so you simply didn’t allow physics to do such a thing – after all, you were a badass.
>The only thing that could hurt you was the Six elements, and while you couldn’t exactly overthrow the system now, you could still create a satisfying way of living somewhere in Equestria.
>After a short while of you descent down, shimmering in the thick foliage of green. Infront of you broods a large cave, a perfect place for you to hide out until you had figured out where the best place would be to infest and find a new, suitable host in.
>A lonely, sentient creature was rare here in Equestria – most species were friendly towards one another, and most of them had families – Even Orphans were frequently pleased with their lives, and rarely had a lack of friends to hang out with.
>”Mnrrrrrnn… Blood~” a voice hollowed out through the cave just a few seconds after you started to shimmer in.
>And then the smell clang to your non-existent nose (You were a puff of smoke, and you had a sense of smell, deal with it.) – that smell you loved more than anything else, the one you fed one – grew stronger on. The solitary element that could outshine all the other elements if they were caught alone.
>Loneliness.
>Well, that was a pleasant surprise – Almost as if some being even bigger than you had given you a gift, ripe for the taking.
>You floated closer to the voice – In front of you hung a sleeping pony with leathery wings, fanged teeth and tuffs at her ears with a sand-washed coat – if you had a mouth, it would be wearing the biggest, shit-eating grin it could ever produce.
>While it wasn’t exactly the ruler of the moon, it was just about the next best thing – It was a Bat-Pony, a subject of the night – A carnivore. Plans within plans started to form inside of you as you took in the opportunities this single Bat-Pony could offer you.
>You had read the Princess of the Night’s mind for a thousand years – You knew just exactly where the rest of this pony’s kin’ where – Asserting yourself as Queen of the Night-Children did have a certain ring to it. A people shrouded in mystery and solitude – A place nowhere trotted purely out of freight.
>The Hollow Shades would be a perfect corner of the world for you to dominate.
>You started to slither around the lonesome Bat-pony, flicking at her mane, tugging at her coat until she awoke.
>”Mrrn I just want to sleep a few mor- WHAHWHOAREYOU!” she cried out, fumbling about with her wings until she fell down from her hanging, landing flat on her face.                                                                                                                                                                  
“Relax my dear – I am a wisp of the forest, and I have heard your cries.”
>The Bat-Pony looked peculiarly at you, dust covering her snout as she got back up on her hooves. You began to circle around her as you cooed your poison into her ears.
“I have watched over you for many nights, seen your problems – your failures at that which you’ve attempted. But I can give you that which you seek the most, I can give you your dreams.”
>The Bat-Pony still looked frightened, but the opportunity to gain something of value did strike a chord inside of her.
>”Blood?” She asked with a tinge of curiousity. You circled around to her front, your bodyless mass wavering about infront of her. You started to use your hallucinating powers at her, forming pictures inside of your cloudy-form. Pictures of her hunting prey with big success, of her making Manticores shiver at the sight of her, of her with more of her kind.
“Not just blood – I can give you everything that you crave. All I ask in return is that you let me go along for the ride.”
>She quirked an eyebrow at you and bit her lower lip. “How exactly do you plan to tag along?” She inquired, making you slither closer around her, tightening your own being around her like an unseen shackle.
“Oh, I will just be inside of you – with your heart, and your dreams. I will show you the way, you won’t even have to do anything yourself.”
>She blinked, uncomfortable at the idea of sharing her body with something else. You picked up on this quickly, making the pictures of her undying success float all around her, causing her to shiver in the anticipation of prosperity – of blood.
>”Okay” she barely mouthed from her breath, and that was all the acceptance you needed – With a quick swirl you started to let your own being float into and through her eyes, quickly latching onto her heart like a viper.
>The Bat-Pony buckled down on the ground as she cried in sudden pain. Her body started to grow larger – more feminine and mature, the leathery wings began to expand in shape and size, becoming far bigger than they were before, the mane upon her head suddenly exploded into a frenzy of hair, growing faster and faster until it almost reached the ground in long, elegant lines only to have the tail follow by shortly after.
>And that wasn’t the end of it – With another screech of pain, the fangs begun to grow ever so lightly, becoming more sharp and pointy while her tongue started to split in two at its very end – Ensuring the mist of corruption still could smell and taste the loneliness of its surroundings.
>You had assumed direct control.
>And at long last, you opened your newfound, intense amber-colored eyes, a cruel snicker finding its way through your host – You couldn’t believe it had been this easy to find a lonesome host this quickly.
“Hmmm.. This girl used to call herself Arid Star? What a fragile, boring name – No. Stellar Terror has a much more intimidating feel to it~”
>And with a new name to claim the skies with, you fly out of the cave in the direction of the secluded town - the Hollow Shades – You had a new host now, but it had taken a great deal of energy to transform on such a short notice.
>You needed to feed on more loneliness, -a lot- of loneliness. 
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>”I’m sorry, I just think this won’t work out between us – We can still be friends though, right?” she said as your heart sank down in your stomach with disappoint.
“Y-You Too.”
>You facehoof at your own stupidity, before doing the thing you should’ve done in the first place – Run.
>Turning tail to your date you scoot off into the gloomy night of the Hollow Shades. You didn’t want to spill more spaghetti than you had already done to her.
>You really thought she would be the one, the day had started off perfectly – you had gotten her midnight lilies, which she said were her preferable flowers. Proceedingly, you took her to a fine restaurant where you had a lovely dinner and a nice amount of small talk. Lastly you walked through the scenery of the shades, before she had stopped you and said the words you dreaded to hear so very, very much.
>Friends – You didn’t need any more friends, you needed something more, something to spite the very symbol graved into your flank. 
>The crossed heart.
>With a sigh stinking of giving up, you resign yourself to your home perimeters. Walking through the door you immediately trot into your own room and collapse on your bed, black hair covering your eyes as you silently cry into your bed sheets.
>You were tired of this hunger you had that you could never sate – A hunger for acceptance, for fulfillment, for love.
>For a way out of this lonesome life you led.
>It always ended up in rejection, everything you tried, everything you were. You had done just about anything for a mare to love you, it felt like being caged in a prison while everyp0ny else pranced about in the free plains – You could only silently look from your cell, tasting the air of freedom on your tongue, but never gain it – An endless tease.
>At least you could simmer down the pain by sleeping, with a stifled sniffle you coo yourself to sleep beneath your blanket
>”Knock knock knock.” Said the door.
>Huh? Who would possibly be knocking at your door right now? Maybe it was your date from earlier who had changed her mind! You fumble up from your bed and lightly trot your way towards your front door and swing it open, trying your best to look as casual as possible to whomever stood outside.
“Yes?”
>Empty, nothing – There was no one at your front door, was it just the wind that had creaked into your house, or maybe some late-night colts wanted to play around and annoy you.
>You sigh as disappointment once more fills you, swearing silently that you would not open the door if it knocked again. Once more you slum into your bed, crawling in underneath the covers – away from this cruel, cruel world.
>”..Is that the way a gentlecolt treats a mare?” A feminine, florescent and exotic voice rung out right beside you, a few seconds after you had hid yourself in your imaginary world.
>You fumble around in your blanket in surprise, landing on the floor as you look up at your bed quickly again. On it, a bat-pony the size of an Alicorn laid amply, her silted amber eyes glaring at you with Inquiry.
>”..Well I suppose a colt as lonesome and pure as you would have little idea about how to treat a lady properly” she teased, leaning one of her hooves on her chin as she simply gazed upon you.
“How.. Wha.. Whu..  What are you talking about? How did you get into my house!?” 
>”Simple: You opened the door.” She replied, before patting the place beside her a few times. “Now get up here you silly boy.” She marked with a dripping voice.
>You couldn’t quite digest this. A mare a good size larger than you had somehow gotten past you by merely opening the door, and now she was lying in your bed – talking to you as if she knew you. With a muffled grunt you get out of the covers and set yourself up next to the mare – All of your alarms had gone off in the back of your head, but you couldn’t help your curiousity.
>And there was something so captive about her. Her long, slender body, the hair that covered most of her side of the bed in a lush, dark brown hue – her piercing, amber colored eyes. You had never seen anyp0ny in this town like her, was she a tourist? 
>No, she has wings that you know far too well – and her fangs rests lividly in her mouth. Your eyes can’t help but glide up and down her body a few times to inspect the mare that had somehow snuck her way into your home. Right until her tail baffed your face, making you glip your eyes.
>”Enjoying the sight?” She deadpans at you, flushing your cheeks in a deep crimson.
“No I was just, I mean, it was mainly because – You see. You’re just, well – I’ve never seen you around here before!”
>She produced a sly smile from her lips which made your heart skip a beat, you could stare at that for hours. “I usually live in the forest, on my own – without anyone else” she says in a sad tone, leaning in towards you – Your heart starts to tap-dance, badly.
>”I can smell the same kind of loneliness that I’ve had for days that I cannot count. No one to accept you, to give you comfort” – She leans in even closer, all the way up to your ear as she whispers almost inaudibly: “All, on your own – but I can fix that, I can take your loneliness away from you, my little subject – All you have to do, is ask.”
>This didn’t feel right – It almost felt like cheating, somehow. A mare just showed up on your bed and wanted to partake in your life all of the sudden? That wasn’t how romance worked, even you knew that much.
“Look, I-I am very flattered, but shouldn’t we first.. You know.. Learn about one another?”
>And then something very strange happened – Her hair started to creep around you as if it had a life of its very own, quickly wrapping themselves around your torso and upper hooves as she glided you even closer in towards her, noses touching.
>”Oh, I plan to learn a lot about you. My little prince of loneliness; After all, a Queen needs a King~” she said with half-lidded eyes, before she further inwards, colliding her lips with yours – For a few seconds, time stood completely still to you. The world had stopped functioning, and all your thoughts had flown out the window.
>Only the kiss was existent right now, her soft, marshmellow-like lips upon yours – Her hair started to strain itself on your hooves, binding you – Immobilizing you.
>But none of that mattered right now, as you opened your eyes after the kiss you stare into nothing but pure, deep amber eyes.
“Whoa..I mean that was..Whoa..”
>She lets out a sultry snicker, licking her lips with a tongue that much resembled a snakes – Not that you cared all that much, it was a small price to pay for what you had just bore witness to.
>For a second, you hadn’t felt any tinge of loneliness at all – not a single bit. You needed more of that feeling as you tried to go in for yet another kiss.
>A hoof was all that your lips met though. “Tsk tsk tsk. So eager all of the sudden, but let us not be so hasty my dear. You’ll get what you crave, eventually” she muttered as her hair begun to wrap around your body, lifting you up in the air awkwardly.
>she went close in towards you, sniffing into your coat – A trail of saliva from her tongue following slightly after. “Yes, I can taste it so very much – Oh what a treat you are.” She whispers as she lets her long tongue slither around you, drenching your coat in her spit before she eventually comes up to your lips, giving you a long and tender kiss once more.
>With a little flick, she opens her mouth and presses her own body into yours – tongues meeting and playing with one another. Your body starts to spasm in anticipation, the rush of blood to your head going down your body, flowing towards your crotch which makes you fidget with your lower body.
>All in futility though, as you’re still hanging loosely in the air your member starts to poke out of its sheathe – embarrassment mixed with both shame and lust filling your face that is still being attacked recklessly by the intruders tongue.
>”Mhmn, so much juice in you – and still so much yet to take. You’re quite a find, aren’t you now?” She mutters coyly as she disconnects you from her long and deep kiss, licking her lips seductively as she stares into your eyes. “And I think you’re building up plenty on your own down there – How shameful.”
>she lets the very tip of her hoof touch your member, making it twitch involuntarily, eclicting a groan from your own lips. “Oh you must be so, so pent up – Come now, tell me just how desperate you are.” She says mockingly – “To rut somep0ny you don’t even know the name of, just to escape the hell you live in.” she goes on, touching your member once more.
>”Say please like a good little boy, wouldn’t you dearest?” She teases, letting go of your rock hard member once more  - It’s driving you insane, this mix of approval and denial at the same time.
“P-Please go on – I.. I need this.”
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>You are laughing deeply inwardly. This is all going according to plan.
>He is generating more loneliness and desperation than you had thought possible. This one meal alone may be more than enough to power you up and throw this town on end – You almost feel bad for him.
>Then you remember that you’re a tyrannical mare, hell-bent on becoming the queen of the bat-ponies. If this stallion could provide you with such a supplement of loneliness, you could storage him forever. Never giving him the actual love he needed, only a fleeing touch to forget the pain he is enduring.
>The perfect, never ending meal – and you did so love to play with your food.
“Mhm, perhaps you do – and perhaps I’ll give you what you need, if you treat your new Queen with vigor.”
>You slide him down on the bed again, letting your magical mane fall down around you again. With a small push, you position your marehood right infront of him – Making his eyes completely fixated upon it, he gulps – You snicker evily.
“You see this? I want you to lick it as if your life depended on it – If not, then you will never get released from your torment”
>He stares from your netherlips and up to you through his black hair. He looks like he is about to throw an Itallian-boluneze spaghetti party, but nods sheepishly at you.
>With a short grunt, he leans himself upwards slightly, letting his warm snout collide with your marehood, his tongue unraveling itself and clumsily making its way around your lips. You can’t help but let out a suppressed moan – It had been over a thousand years since this had last happened to you – Safe to say you were just about as pent up as he were.
>At least you had experience in the field, which gave you the advantage. You push yourself slightly further into him, forcing him to go even further in with his tongue. It was a thrilling experience, having someone wiggle inside you.
“Yesssss~ Serve, My Little Subject – And you shall be rewarded”
>Your tail flicks from side to side in the moment as you let yourself fall into the moment – Unbeknown to the stallion, you weren’t exactly enjoying the lust, nor his inexperienced treatment – but more of the loneliness he radiated, that you swallowed whole.
>It was utter bliss as he kept going, circulating his tongue inside your moistened netherwraps, you began to wiggle back and forth with your rump, trying to get him as lost to lust as possible – looking behind you could see his erect member throbbing, maybe you wouldn’t even need to do anything with it to make him ejaculate.
>Not that it would stop you from using him for at least the next four hours.
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>You can’t keep track for how long you’ve slurped away at the marehood, shoved into your face – but the taste and smell is overwhelming you completely. It was everything you had hoped for: Wet, smutty and exhilarating.
>”Mhmn.. I think it’s time” she whispers lustily at you as she leans herself backwards, letting a fresh breath of air meet you when her marehood turns away from you. Suddenly you feel an indescribable tension down at your red rocket.
>As you look down, you find the intruder playing around with your member in her hooves, juggling it from one hoof to another while she looks directly at you with bed-eyes.
>This amount of teasing just weren’t fai- OH COME ON NOW!
>She started to trail her long tongue up the base of your member with her split tongue, tickling every sensation, every nerve you could possibly have on your throbbing member. It drove you bat-shit crazy – and she knew it.
“P-Please!!”
>She smirks, satisfaction filling her eyes as she slowly lets her lips descent down upon your member, taking it into her mouth, both of the large wings flapping once to reposition themselves in the heat of the moment. 
>She starts to trail her long tongue around inside of her mouth, humming lightly as she bops up and down upon your love-shaft, making your mind and body grow utterly numb. All in the world was now pleasure and nothing else as she easily passed the gag-reflex and took all of your length into her mouth.
>You begin to moan out loudly as she goes about her business, slowly increasing in speed and suction. This was one of the things you had been missing out on your entire life – But finally, after all this time, you finally got something.
>Her fangs tickled at the side of your member every now and then, making you twitch around inside of her as she kept on humming, licking the very tip of your member before shoving it all down once more.
>With a small ‘pop’ she – with your silent disapproval - detached herself from your member, and began to grind her hooves up and down with a steady speed – Jerking you off. You could feel all of your tension build up as pure ecstasy melted in front of your eyes.
>With a last throb, your shaft begun to shoot load after load onto the beautiful mare, covering her face, her coat and some of her hair in your white seed. She snickered lustily again as she let her tongue lick off what little had landed on her face.
>The sight of her doing just that sent your member right up again.
>Cocks, how do they work?
>”I believe it is time for you to become a proper stallion, my dearest little captive” she sang as she leaned herself up on the bed again. You blinked your eyes – Something in the back of your mind was screaming at you to stop her. It was all the purity she hadn’t stole from you that you had left.
>But the voice was so faint, and her dominance was so big.
>You just couldn’t get yourself to resist her any longer – Especially not when her wet marehood was circling around just above your shaft.
>She looked right into your eyes, seed still dripping from her hair every now and then as she suddenly slammed down on top of you with a vigor that was close to set you off again almost instantaneously. 
>You shivered in delight as she just sat there, with you inside of her – Finally she begun moving, first from side to side, letting out one of her rare moans as her hair started to twirl around you again, holding your hooves in place.
>”We can’t let your inexperience get in the way of this moment~” she whispered as she started to ride you, going up with a slow, almost unbearable motion – before slamming you all the way down again.
>She did this a few times, simply savoring every inch of you before taking you all the way back in – and somehow she knew every time you were about to go over edge – because she stopped giving you the prize you longed for so badly.
>Perhaps it had something to do with your very pained expressions – because her snickering intensified every time you made one.
>Slowly but steadily she begun to bring more speed into the process, letting your shaft spasm about inside her every time you were about to fall over the edge – denying you the pleasure.
>Eventually, she had enough of your weakness – A line of her hair trailing about and knotting itself around the base of your stallion pride, making you groan in pain.
>She didn’t care – in fact she delighted in your moans of pain, judging from her sudden increase of speed.
>Her rump started to slap lightly against your body as the speed increased – Sultry, dirty sounds filling to room as her moans mixed with your groans.
>There was not much beside lust and instincts left inside the hot, almost airless bedroom as her speed only started to become more aggressive.
>She was getting lost in the moment too, bouncing up and down on your rod as she impaled herself upon it. Her moans were getting louder and louder until she let out a cry of pleasure while unfolding her long wings, shooting her head upwards – the marehood on your rod clamping down and tightening itself around you as she made a mess of your entire coat, drenching you in her juices.
>You yourself were barely paying attention to any of that, she had built so much tension up in your rod – which was still denied it’s release that it was making you almost cry in pain.
>She slowly let herself off of you, before she finally released you of your torment, your rod shooting it’s hot semen everywhere on her once more, even going as far as making an even bigger mess of your own coat, too.
>She sat there beside you, licking her lips – drenched in your ‘love’.
>Or at least you thought this was love. Wasn’t this love? 
>”Ahh~.. I may have lost myself for a second there, but don’t you worry.” She muttered as she leaned in, pecking your cheek.
>”The night is still early, and I have a lot to teach you.” She whispered – And there went your erection up again, making her snicker into your ear. “I may make a king of you yet, my little meal” She cooed.
>Meal? What was that all abou- Wait, where is she putting it this time? That hole is where she Po-NGh!

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