"Nightmare Moon And A Batpony" By Sppoky (https://pastebin.com/u/Sppoky) URL: https://pastebin.com/R24w579s Created on: Saturday 25th of May 2019 11:17:50 PM CDT Retrieved on: Saturday 31 of October 2020 07:26:26 PM UTC The tired batpony rolled over on his bed, fumbling for his blanket blindly. When his hooves came up empty, He resigned to falling back to sleep without it. It wasn't until something large pushed into his side and rolled him over did he realize something was truly amiss. He blinked his bleary eyes open, searching for whatever hit him. His sleepy mind slowly registered that a hoof was pressing into his side. A massive, black-furred hoof. He cocked his head and reached a hoof of his own out, affirming that yes, this was indeed real. As his eyes traced the hoof up it's accompanying leg and to the body attached to it, his mind slowly caught up to his tired body. It wasn't until his eyes came to rest on the face of pony before him. Even as confused as he was, he could recognize the serpentine eyes and polished fangs of Nightmare Moon. No sooner then he realized this was he lifted into the air, off of what appeared to be a plane of satin fabric. His mind jumped to panic as he was brought face to face with the most terrifying mare his mind could conjure up. He was quickly made aware of the sheer scale of his captor. Floating a foot away from her muzzle, it was already clearly bigger then he was. Maybe it was her ethereal blue mane giving the illusion, but it seemed to him that she just got bigger from there. Her massive eyes examined him thoroughly, twisting him around in her magical grip. As the batpony began to frantically try to think of a way out of his predicament, it seemed Nightmare Moon had finished examining him. "What year is it?" She asked, her voice deep and sultry, catching his attention instantly. What year was it? The stallion shook his head and figured it best to give the demon what she wanted. "I-It's the 989th year of the Celestial Age!" He said frantically. The nightmare frowned, a look that made the batpony stallion fear for his life as she bared her fangs at him. "Celestial Age. How... disgustingly perfect." Her voice had enough venom to poison an Ursa. "My time has not come, then. It seems I'm early." Early? Early for what? Thousands of possibilities ran through his minds as the terrifying black demoness spoke to him. Was she planning something soon? Whatever was the case, she didn't give him time to think on it further. "No matter. If I am here now, I see no reason not to entertain myself for the time being." Her smirk turned positively terrifying as her draconic eyes met the poor batpony's. She wrapped him in a magical aura as he contemplated just what she was going to do to him. Eventually her lips curved into a smile. Those plush, soft lips. Oh what he'd do to feel them wrapped around his- He shook his head, entirely unsure where that thought came from. But the more he looked at Nightmare Moon, the more thoughts like that came to him. Thoughts like how soft her coat looked, or how much he wished she'd touch him right about now. Before he knew it, he found himself hopelessly aroused with absolutely no way to hide it. "My spell appears to be working quite well." She says with a confident tone, bring the little stallion eye level with her. "Tell me, none of those delicious thoughts whirling around your little head are about me, are they?" The stallion nodded, anything to get himself closer to her. "Now what could you be thinking about me for?" She questioned, an obsidian hoof going to her muzzle in mock confusion. "Surely nothing lecherous and depraved." His mind filled once again with all of the things she could do to him. Of all the places he now fit now due to their staggering size discrepancy. The stallion said nothing, but he didn't need to. The red look displayed across his face was enough for the massive black beauty. "My, my," She chuckled," and what would your sun princess think about you having such thoughts about the likes of me." She said, bitterness awash in her voice at the mention of the solar matriarch. The stallion thought for a moment, but his thoughts quickly devolved into fantasies of the princess, as massive as the Nightmare was, punishing him in ways he'd only dreamed of. "But enough talk of her, I am the true ruler of Equestria, and I would be remiss not to tend to the needs of my subjects." She said, her lurid expression returning with vigor. "You look cold, thestral. Perhaps I could warm you." Even in his half-lucid state the stallion understood this was his chance. "Y-Yes! P-Please, uhm, your majesty." "Oh, what a charmer!" She laughed, surprise lightly coloring her features. "But how shall I warm you? Between my hooves perhaps?" He drifted away from Nightmare Moon's face in a telekinetic breeze and found himself pressed between two onyx hooves. The batpony's breath hitched, feeling the soft frogs of her hooves pressing together around him. "Or maybe something a little more...intimate." Her hooves fell away and he drifted farther from her massive muzzle, descending lower to her body. He blinked, realizing where he was heading. His eyes were glued to dark mare's flanks, the dark fur covering a sizable, plush rear. There was an ample layer of fat covering the entire thing, serving to draw his attention as if by increasing the gravity of her ass. Splayed out spread-eagle against her rear, his whole world stopped. He exhaled a soft groan, doing what he could to drive himself further into it. He bucked his hips, his arousal finally being turned into the raw pleasure the hapless pony had been craving all night as he shamelessly humped her rear. And very quickly, the stallion was pulled away. He drifted back towards the Nightmare's amused face as she spoke. "No, that won't due. Far too exposed." She rested her head on a hoof, staring at him and cocking an eyebrow. "I can think of another place to put you. I promise it will warm you up. Do you want to see it?" In hopes of once again being brought close to her, the batpony nodded quickly. His attention was brought to the sudden open space in front of him as the dark alicorn's maw spread wide. Sharp, white fangs lined her mouth, saliva interconnecting them. At this point, even the ominous black hole of a throat at the back looked inviting to the aroused stallion. But what really caught his eye was her tongue. It was massive, serpentine, and thick enough he was sure her massive fangs were digging into it. She closed her mouth, and upon seeing his dazed expression, smiled once again. "I suppose I need not ask if you would like to get closer. I suppose I should tell you, however, that I am not in the habit of putting things in my mouth I do not intend to eat." Her expression had a predatory glint to it that wasn't lost on the horny stallion, but he barely heard what the massive black mare said. "I will be frank with you since you have been so...polite." She said cocking her head smugly at him. "You were meant to be food from the start. Were I in your position, I would thank the moon I enjoy playing with my food." Even with a mind as blurry as his was he paused for a moment. Before he could question what she said to him, however, she spoke again at seeing his reluctance to agree. "Perhaps I should give you a sample of what is to come for you?" "Listen closely, thestral. You will become my meal, but first..." Nightmare Moon paused, letting him feel her hot breath washing around him and get used to the red-tinged sight between her parted lips. "I'm going to lick you until you cannot cum." His mind hardly acknowledged the first part, and he couldn't even begin to wrap his lust-addled mind around the second part before all of h And it was already reaching out to taste him. The moment the slimy muscle made contact with him, he shivered. It lathered his upper half with saliva, and even that felt good. Really good, he thought.