Shimmer's School of Hard Cocks pt1

>The prelude to the cacophonous symphony of destruction was the arrhythmic patter of rain against the windows of the school.

>The sun had shown its face just hours before, but even it couldn't bare to show itself to the horror that lay inside the walls of Canterlot High.

>The building was completely walled away, its once glass doors now shut tight with steel. The windows of the school remained but they were as dark as the storm clouds outside.

>If one would press their ears to the cold steel of the doorway, he would only hear the maniacal cackling of a newly crowned monarch.

>Or rather, a tyrant.

 

>The golden crown gleamed on Shimmer's wicked face. The rosey star in the center flooded the atrium with light.

>Her wings flapped with great, broad strokes. Snips and Snails fluttered beside her, two little hummingbirds compared to her might.

>With a nod of her head and a twisted smile, the minions dove towards the panicked crowd.

>They swooped just above their heads, scrambling the students like a herd of cattle.

>The students ran in every direction, searching for a way out. Every time they were met with that arcane barrier that forced them back.

>Shimmer's laugh grew louder as she watched her subjects' fear intensify.

>With a sweep of her hand the jewel on her crown flashed blood red.

>"SILENCE!" she cried, her voice amplified a thousand times. Thunder shook the walls as the students froze in fear.

>Snips and Snails themselves stopped in their tracks, quickly scuttling to Shimmer's side.

>The crowd turned their heads skyward to await Shimmer's next move. They were greeted with a tiny laugh.

>"Good afternoon, subjects," Shimmer said a bit too sweetly, "Thank you so much for coming."

"As if we had a choice," a brave voice spoke.

>Without blinking, Shimmer flicked her hand towards the student, lifting him high in the air.

>"You should watch your tongue," she pinched her fingers, "Or you'll watch it bleeding on the floor."

>The student cried in pain as he felt his tongue stretched past his teeth.

"Pleathe," he wailed, "Thop! I'm thorry!"

>"You're 'thorry' what?" she bent her wrist and a louder cry of pain rang through the atrium.

"I'M THORRY, YOUR MAJETHY!" Tears streamed down the student's face as his tongue started to go numb.

>"Much better," Shimmer cooed. She opened her hand, sending the man crashing to the floor.

>He cradled his tongue, praying to his god that it didn't come loose.

>The demon stared at him before turning back to the crowd.

 

>"Anyone else have any objections?" Not a single sound echoed through the halls. Even the flies seemed to stop moving for her.

>"Good," she smiled, "Now, back to the reason I called you."

>With a snap of her fingers a large, golden throne materialized behind her, standing on a tall pedestal.

>She floated gracefully into the seat, placing her thin arms onto the large armrest.

>"I have gathered you here to remind you who's the boss around here," she started, "I am not YOUR queen. I do not belong to YOU. You are MY subjects. You have no power. You have no control. You only exist to serve my orders, to aid me in my inevitable takeover. Is that clear?"

"Yes, Queen Shimmer," the crowd answered.

>"What did I just tell you?!" she howled, "I AM NOT YOUR QUEEN!"

>Thunder rolled outside at her words.

>"From now on, you WILL refer to me as "Lord Shimmer". If you refuse to address me as such, I'll refer to you as a traitor. Got it?"

"Yes Lord Shimmer," the crowd muttered.

>"Excellent," she snapped her fingers and a wine glass appeared in her empty hand, "I wish all my subjects were so obedient. Some of your classmates weren't so keen to realize their inferiority to me."

>She swirled the wine before taking a tiny, feminine sip.

>"One of these traitors was none other than your precious 'Spring Fling Queen,'" Shimmer spat at the term, "She dared to say I was inferior to HER! Can you believe that anyone could think that way?"

>The crowd shook their heads in unison. Shimmer gave them a puzzled look.

>"But YOU chose her, didn't you?" she growled, "You thought that SHE was better than I? Maybe ALL of you are the real traitors!"

>The sound of glass shattering rang through the halls as Shimmer clenched her fist.

"No! No!" the crowd shouted, "We would never think that!"

>"Then why did you pick HER?" Shimmer shouted. She spread her wings and took flight. The students started to scream as Shimmer's crown glowed brightly on her head.

>Just before she unleashed her fury, a voice rang through the panicked murmurs.

 

"Lord Shimmer! Please!" a man stepped forward out of the crowd, his tongue bright red, "We were blind! We didn't see how pathetic she was! She clouded our judgement with her vile temptations! We were fools!"

>"Is that so?" Shimmer sneered. The crowds heads bobbed furiously up and down.

"But now we see the light!" the man said, "Lord Shimmer truly is great! Lord Shimmer is almighty! ALL HAIL LORD SHIMMER!"

>The crowd, hoping that Shimmer wouldn't kill them, joined the man in chants of prayer. They rose their hands to the sky, hailing their new deity.

>Shimmer looked at the pairs of arms raised all around her and the Gregorian chanting of praise.

>For the first time in ages, a genuine smile stretched across her face. She was no longer a queen.

>She was a goddess.

>With a quick swipe of her hand she silenced the crowd. She had them right where she wanted them.

>"I see you've all realized your place beneath me," she spoke in a motherly voice, "But others still resist."

>The crowd murmured in protest, looking back and forth for the traitors.

>While they searched, they failed to notice the man with the swollen tongue had vanished.

>"Yes," she said, "It's a terrible thing. The ignorant still go undisciplined. Should we punish them?"

>The crowd shouted in anger, raising their fists as if they were punching the air.

>Soon they were openly shouting, screaming death threats to the traitors and howling their plans for discipline.

>Some in the crowd were so vitriolic that they screamed for the traitors' names and said they'd kill them themselves.

>"Yes," she cooed, "I think punishment is in order. Let's cut off the head of this venomous snake."

>She snapped her fingers and Snips and Snails flew right to her side.

>"Snips! Snails!" she howled, "Bring me Twilight Sparkle."

>The hellspawns nodded and screamed down the hallway. The crowd raised their arms in celebration.

>The crowd roared in celebration like bloodthirsty Roman spectators. They would get their first taste of traitor blood today.

>Two voices, however, remained silent. Standing in the middle of the crowd were two men: a blue haired man in a leather jacket and a scrawny kid in a green wool cap.

 

>Room 101. The detention room. The reservoir of evil and disorder for the school.

>Everything---from a pencil being stolen to it being lodged in someone's eye---collected here like sewage, left to fester and rot while they thought about what they did.

>But now, under the reign of Shimmer, it was a reservoir for the smart, intelligent, and the brave.

>Lying on the dirty linoleum were six women unfortunate enough to challenge Shimmer.

>Each of them bore a different, bright skin color, but to the Crown they may of well has been jet black demons.

>Their wrists were tied behind their backs, resting on the base of their spines.

>Blindfolds and earmuffs were fastened to their heads, blocking away the world around them.

>All except one. The purple girl was "fortunate" enough to be given the privilege to hear and see.

>She'd also been given the dignity of clothing; the others were stark naked.

>She was also the first one to have woken up. She writhed on the floor.

>She was frantically looking around the room, trying to make heads or tails of the situation.

>Just then the door burst open, flooding the room with the dim light of the hallway.

>Two winged demons floated at the door, staring at the purple girl resting on the floor.

>With lightning speed they flashed into the room and gripped her by either arm.

"Hey! Let me go!" she shouted, surprised she hadn't been gagged.

>The demons responded with their claws digging into her arm, drawing a bit of blood.

>Twilight thrashed and kicked her legs to hit them, but they were too far away.

>Her transport picked up speed and rocketed down the hall.

>Blood rushed to Twilight's feet from the acceleration. Her vision started to go black as the atrium opened before her.

 

>"Wake up, you treacherous worm!" A grating voice rattled in Twilight's ears as her vision came back to her.

>She looked up towards the source of the sound. Sitting on a gilded throne fifteen feet above her was a fiery woman with draconic wings.

"Shimmer?" Twilight blinked but the image didn't move. There was her rival, glaring at her with slitted pupils.

>"Yes, traitor," she took a mocking bow, "The one and only."

"Traitor? I don't---"

>"Is that all you do? Ask questions? No wonder you're such a pest," Shimmer snapped her fingers, "Luckily, I've got ways to deal with pests."

>The sides of her throne started to warp. Twilight watched in stunned terror as rods stripped away from the throne.

>About six strips about two feet long and a couple inches thick, spread out from her throne like an eagle's wings.

>Their blocky shape morphed into smooth tubes with a slightly bulbous head.

>Before Twilight could react, the tendrils shot towards her. A pair wrapped around her thighs while another pair grabbed her arms.

>A final pair looped around her chest, just above and below her breasts.

>Twilight screamed and thrashed in the bonds, but the tentacles only tightened their grip.

>She felt the air leave her lungs as the pair around her chest constricted like pythons.

>Slowly the tendrils lifted into the air towards Shimmer's throne.

>The horrid sound of the tentacles sliding against her skin accompanied her all the way up to Shimmer's eye level.

>The demon tyrant smiled as she held her prey inches away from her.

>"Hello, Twilight," she purred, stroking her claw along Twilight's cheek, "How's Celestia's protege doing?"

"Shimmer!" she shouted, fighting her bonds, "What are you up to?"

>"Isn't it obvious, traitor?" she growled, "You've bewitched the minds of these poor students into thinking you're superior to me. That's grounds for treason."

"Treason?" Twilight shouted, "You're the one who should be! You betrayed Celestia!"

>"Celestia, Celestia, wah wah Celestia!" Shimmer cackled, "How many times are you going to fall back on that poor excuse for a monarch?"

"How dare you!" Twilight glared, "You'll never be half the princess she is---"

>"Do you ever shut up?" Shimmer snapped her fingers. Seconds later a thick tendril plunged inside Twilight's mouth.

 

>Pain shot through her jaw as it was brutally forced apart by the thick rod.

>She screamed into the tendril as it slithered down her throat.

>"There," Shimmer laughed, "Much better."

>She ran her hand across Twilight's cheek, wiping a tear off her chin.

>The tentacles turned Twilight around to face the crowd. The cold, unforgiving eyes of the students stared up at her, looking over her scrawny body.

>"Let the punishment begin!" Shimmer shouted. The crowd roared in tumultuous applause, cheering for the traitor's blood.

>Twilight's eyes widened and she struggled against the tendrils holding her high in the air.

>"Don't worry," a soothing voice danced in her ear, "This won't take long."

>Shimmer looked over Twilight's shoulder at her front. She wore a purple blouse done up in a few buttons.

>"Let's start with the clothes," Shimmer hissed, "You won't be needing them anyway."

>The jewel on Shimmer's crown glowed with a purple aura. A second aura enveloped the top button of her blouse and unhooked it.

>Twilight felt her shirt loosen as one by one the buttons were slowly pried away.

>She shouted in protest but the tentacle in her mouth stifled her words.

>The crowd whooped and hollered like monkeys as the last button gave way.

>The purple blouse floated to the students and disappeared in the mass of hormonal primates.

>Tears ran from Twilight's cheek as her bare torso was revealed to the crowd.

>The next thing to leave her was her skirt, easily pulled off by the arcane molester.

>The only things protecting her dignity was the white underwear covering her sacred places.

>Twilight's body shook from the icy stings of the metal coiled around her body.

>"I always knew you were small, Twilight," Shimmer said, staring at Twilight's chest, "But those certainly won't do."

>A quick snap of her fingers enveloped Twilight's breasts in a crimson glow.

 

>Shimmer's smile grew as her spell began to take effect.

>Twilight looked frantically for any change to her body. Whatever she was planning, it couldn't be good.

>An alien sensation coursed through her body. She doubled over in stress but the tentacles held her upright.

>She shut her eyes and felt someone tug at her breasts. She figured that it was some pleasure spell, but this spell was taking far too long.

>Her panic rose when she felt the weight on her chest double. Her back cried in pain as it fought to hold the new weight upright.

>She opened her eyes to see what was happening. What she saw nearly made her faint.

>Her breasts were nearly triple in size, easily the size of cantaloupes.

>Her bra was stretched to its limit, the hook of the lock just barely hanging on the tip.

>Two small, hard nubs pressed against the taut fabric. Twilight cringed from her body's betrayal.

>Even then, her breasts still grew. They distended like they were being filled with air.

>Sounds of tearing fabric filled the auditorium as her bra refused to take the strain.

"No!" Twilight screamed through the tentacle as the bra finally tore apart.

>Tears streamed down Twilight's face as her huge breasts bounced from their prison.

>The crowd screamed in joy as her heaving tits hung just above them.

>Most of the men in the crowd had noticeable bulges in their trousers.

>Twilight refused to look them in the eye. She didn't want to give them the satisfaction.

>"Much better," Shimmer cooed. With a quick flick of her claws she sliced off Twilight's panties.

>Now the crowd really screamed. Twilight's thin, pink slit hung a few feet above them.

>Tiny beads of lubricant dropped to the floor under her. A few of the people in the crowd stood under her, letting her secretions fall in their mouth.

>Twilight shut her eyes in disgust as men lined up for a taste of her essence.

>"Wet already?" Shimmer cackled, "We haven't even started yet."

>Shimmer snapped her fingers once more. The tentacles bordering Twilight's breasts came to life.

>Each of them looped around her tits. Twilight moaned as a tight ring of pleasure constricted her breasts.

>The ends of the tentacles wiggled in front of her. She opened her eyes and stared mesmerized as they changed their shape.

 

>Their once phallic heads squashed, flattening out in a large disk.

>A hole remained in the center of the wafer-thin disks like the center of a flower.

>The disk rounded off into a shallow cone. Twilight's eyes widened as she realized its purpose.

>Before she could react the cups latched onto her nipples and sucked out the air.

>Twilight wailed as her nipples were pulled by the vacuum in the cone. To make matters worse, the tentacles waved back and forth, tugging her breasts in every direction.

>As she fought to control herself the tendrils around her thighs started to pull away from each other.

>She kicked against the force but she was helpless to having her legs spread apart.

>The crowd's cheering grew louder she was put on display.

>Twilight's face flushed with blood as her slit was proudly shown by her captor.

>Her stomach twisted and her head felt light. She wanted to disappear, leave Shimmer's grasp and go back home.

>Back to Equestria. Back to her friends. Back home.

>Just before she slipped away a large claw pierced her shoulder.

>Her screams echoed through the hall as her arm was streaked with crimson.

>"Don't worry, Twilight," Shimmer hissed, "I've got a present for you."

>A bright red glow appeared beneath Twilight's groin.

>She searched desperately for what Shimmer was magicking, but she wasn't ready for the answer.

>Appearing out of thin air, resting on her tiny slit, was a huge, orange phallus.

>Twilight whimpered, begging Shimmer to stop. The tentacles held fast as she vainly struggled against her bonds.

>"Surprise," Shimmer cooed, pressing the tip against Twilight's lips, "Hope you like it."

>A venomous cackle echoed through the halls as Shimmer brutally forced her dick inside her.

 

>Bright flashes of light danced across Twilight's eyes as the pain of penetration racked her mind.

>Her body screamed as every nerve of her folds fired off at once.

>Fresh blood ran hot down Shimmer's shaft, collecting in a warm puddle on the floor.

>The crowd whooped as Twilight's purity was contaminated.

>Tears streamed down her face as Shimmer forced the massive length of her dick as far as she could.

>"Halfway in and you're already crying?" Shimmer mocked with a forceful thrust, making Twilight whine, "I always knew you were a bitch."

>With a final jab she lodged the rod deep within her captive. The tip of the phallus pressed against her cervix, punching her body with even more pain.

>Her walls squeezed around the shaft; they tried to force the intruder out.

>Lubricant ran in droves out of her lips in an attempt to ease the pain of Shimmer's girth.

>With a loud moan Shimmer withdrew her cock, admiring every ridge of Twilight's walls as the purple woman fought to stay awake.

>She pulled out all the way to the tip before slamming back inside.

>The force shook tears off of Twilight's face and down to the floor below, mixing with her virgin blood.

>She cried into the gagging tentacle which itself began to move inside her mouth.

>She felt its head contort into a phallic glans, indicating its true function.

>The pain of her virginity being stolen disguised a third tentacle easing itself in her ass.

>Shimmer's pumps matched the tentacles' thrusts as they started to get to work.

>Twilight's mind scrambled, fighting between logic and lust.

>Her body quivered in pleasure, but her mind screamed in pain.

>She felt every entrance being used by Shimmer, by her enemy, and all the school could see.

>And they were enjoying it.

 

>The walls of her colon gripped the tentacle like a vice, desperate to force it out.

>But much like the rod poking her cervix and the tentacle pushing down her throat, it was too deep to push out.

>Her tongue lay flat against her mouth, pressed to the bottom by the tentacle and still giving it pleasure.

>Shimmer moaned, feeling the sensation of each tentacle as well as her own, sensitive shaft.

>Twilight's walls worked to hold the monstrous phallus, constantly pumping lubricant onto it to ease its movements.

>But no matter how much fluid she spilled on the tentacles, the pain was still there.

>She opened her eyes to see half the crowd were pantsless, their erect members pointing at her.

>Everyone of them wanted her, wanted their turn with her tight virgin hole.

>She cried as she thought of the sick fantasies they must have had, and the sick fantasy she was in.

>The tentacles around her breasts contracted, pushing her inflated breasts to the limit.

>She could feel the two shafts pushing against each other in her groin, a tiny wall of muscle seperating them.

>Shimmer started to pick up speed as she sensed her climax approaching.

>"You gonna cum for me, Twilight?" Shimmer brought her hand to Twilight's clit.

>Twilight writhed as the electricity between her thighs doubled in intensity.

 

>Shimmer's experienced hands ground her clitoris deep into its hood.

>Strong waves of pleasure pulsed through her tiny frame with every jab of Shimmer's hips.

>Streams of burning fluid ran down Twilight's thighs as she neared her own climax.

>Shimmer moaned and her body tightened as she reached the edge.

>Twilight shuddered as the shafts inside her pulsed in time.

>Thick globs of cum shot from the shafts, filling every cavity they penetrated.

>She choked on the strands of cum sliding down her throat and cringed as her womb was doused in semen.

>Shimmer moaned as she filled Twilight's pussy with her burning load.

>Her shaft was so large that her tip pumped her cum straight into Twilight's womb.

>"Hope you didn't have any plans for that," Shimmer cackled, "Your womb is mine to use now, Twilight."

>Shimmer snapped her fingers and every shaft pulled out of the abused girl in her arms.

>Her stomach bulged slightly as Shimmer's cum sloshed in her uterus.

>Thick strings of cum dripped from each hole, collecting in the puddle of fluid beneath them.

>Twilight's eyes hung half open, enough to see a few errant cum-shots from the crowd miss her feet.

>Shimmer smiled at her work and held Twilight in the air with her magic.

>She hung limp in the air as she was encased in a large red bubble.

>She crashed to the floor of the transparent sphere and felt at the walls. They were smooth like glass beneath her fingertips.

>She heard a loud snap beneath her chin. She looked down to see a golden medallion dangling from a tight leather collar.

>Twilight tugged at the tight band around her neck but it refused to budge.

>Emblazoned on the golden disk were the words "Property of Sunset Shimmer".

 

>"Now you see what happens to traitors to the Crown!" Shimmer shouted to the roaring crowd.

>Twilight buried her face in her hands. She didn't want to believe what was happening to her.

>She was Shimmer's property, a tool for her pleasure. But the worst part was the fluid sitting inside her.

>She was a garden for Shimmer's seed, a vessel for the new generation of tyrants.

>Her tears fell from between her fingers as Shimmer returned to her throne.

>As the crowd jumped in celebration, Shimmer whispered to her two henchmen.

>"One down, five to go."

 

END

 

 

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