A Horny Stupid Bimbo

“That you should feel what I felt all those years. Every day you'll feel the Crystal Heart influence you, drain you as it did me. When the time comes for what would be the Crystal Faire the effect will be amplified just as it was with me. Poetic don't you think? You will suffer the same fate that I will," Umbra said, her voice a sadistic sing-song voice. Whatever remained of Amore's mind was processing her offer. In Umbra’s twisted view, she could see why she would want Amore to suffer the same fate she had suffered.

“Alright, Umbra… if you’ll let me cum…I’ll-I’ll suffer the same pain you did,” she conceded, her voice weak with defeat. Now she was making a conscious to finger herself and bring herself to orgasm. She was surprised however that when she surrendered she found Umbra shaking her head.

“Oh did you think I simply wanted you to suffer? Oh no I had something much different in mind. You’ll know what it will be like to be drained by the Crystal Heart but it won't be the pain you'll be fed. You're going to make the Crystal feed your libido, your sex drive, and lust. Over the years through your cunt that precious Princess wisdom will leak out until you’re nothing but a weak drooling bimbo,” Umbra ordered, her eyes rolling into her head as her hands absent-mindedly groped her huge tits.

Amore felt a shiver down her spine at the fate, her stomach curled with revulsion, but yet she also felt her pussy heat up at the thought. She was getting aroused by this! She should be horrified, and part of her undoubtedly was yet she could feel excitement throb within her.

Yet what was left of her resistance still fought back.

“N-NO!” She screamed. Her scream of defiance was undermined by the fact that she uttered it when she was sprawled on the floor, with her clothes torn to the ground, and her body drenched in a lusty sweat, but it was defiance nevertheless.

“No?” Umbra asked, her voice quiet. For a second Amore wondered if her resistance surprised Umbra, if she had overcome her influence somehow. A flame of resistance had ignited in her heart, a small flame but a strong one nevertheless.

“No?” She asked again prodding her skin with those perfect fingers, each time they pressed against her skin she could feel pools of pleasure ripple outwards. Amore had to squeeze her lips shut to stop herself from gasping out in pleasure. “You don’t want to cum?”

Her voice was soft, mockingly soft. Her hand began to caress her skin, and trace along her own breasts, when they passed over Amore’s diamond-hard nipples her whole body noticeably shivered. It was **** to cum, to give in, and surrender all resistance.

“I don’t want to be your mindless puppet,” she spat back at the woman. Quite literally as her saliva landed on her taut stomach, it took quite a bit of effort on Amore’s behalf for her to break away from that sight and glare directly into Umbra’s eyes but she did it all the same. "And least of all to a disgusting evil tyrant like yourself!"

"Disgusting?" Umbra asked, and the tone of her voice terrified Amore. She wasn’t upset by her defiance, no she was amused. “You think me disgusting?”

Amore knew what was coming, and perhaps she could have fought back, but she had no strength of will to resist it. Umbra’s foot was pressed against her stomach, not too firmly but to Amore’s body an anvil may well have been slammed on her back. The pleasure she received was a far greater weight than anything gravity could place on her.

Umbra knelt down by her conquered pray, her gorgeous body towering over the Princess. Amore could feel her defiance crack a bit at the sight of her beautiful queen. Umbra's hands roamed across her wide waspish hips in a way that made Amore drool. "So you find my ass disgusting? Be honest now."

She should lie, but she couldn't find it within herself to do so. "N-no..."

Umbra leaned over and pressed her lips to Amore's neck, immediately the Princess's whole body spasmed. Had she not been ordered not to cum, she would have cum right then and there. "Did you find that disgusting?"

"N-no..."

"So am I really disgusting?" She asked, her voice just dripping with mockery.

“No… but you’re still an evil tyrant,” Amore shot back, only receiving a prideful, mocking, laugh from the queen. Her nails scratched down Amore's mane, the rough treatment causing the Princess to mewl out soft groans of delight despite herself.

"Oh that I am dear, a sexy, depraved tyrant and that's something you love about me, isn't it? You that I see you as nothing but a fuckdoll for me to **** don't you?" Umbra growled her hands **** Amore's legs apart with savage **** as she shuffled between the Princess's legs. Glancing over her own breasts Amore could see her loom over her dripping cunt and knew what was coming, especially with how Umbra was licking her fingers.

Amore could feel herself shivering, as her body awaited its fate. She was glad for her resistance now because it meant her queen was going to finger her. A part of her forgot all about any moral reason for her resistance as she started to believe that this was what she truly wanted. Unconsciously she spread her legs and pawed at her tits in anticipation.

“You’re just a dirty slut aren’t you?”

“Yes, yes I am,” Amore admitted, nodding her head in anticipation. Umbra picked her lips and pressed her fingers into her cunt. Amore couldn’t resist letting out a long low groan of pleasure, her hands squeezed against her breasts.

The arousal seemed to spread from her slit and ripple across her body. Her will was breaking as if cracks of lust was breaking across her skin. Her moral indignation and any sense of resistance was swallowed by a whirlpool of her excitement and lust. Umbra's fingers were divine to the touch, but they were unnaturally gifted and enchanted in some that she felt she was being filled with a well-endowed cock.

"Oh fuck...oh fuck," she gasped, her head rolling back and her tongue falling out like a dog. She was an animal now, a **** to the lust that filled her. Logic, wisdom, restraint, and pride all were swallowed up in the whirlpool of her depraved need to cum. "Please my Queen let me cum."

"You know what you have to do first," Umbra said, pulling her hand away from her cunt. She mewled in disappointment and tried unsuccessfully to thrust herself back on her fingers but it was all in vain. She looked up at the Crystal Heart and knew what she had to do.

It was a struggle to muster any energy in her body, broken as it was under the weight of the overwhelming pleasure that Umbra had filled her with. She had to crawl across the ground to reach the spire that suspended the heart in the air and then climb up it. With every inch she grew closer, she could feel herself almost break down in the pleasure she was overwhelmed. She was a like a dam that should have burst long ago.

Eventually though she maned to grasp her fingers around the artefact and started channeling her magic. At any moment she felt like she was going to collapse in a pile onto the ground. "What-what do you want me to change?"

She felt Umbra's cool, sensual body press against her back, her tits were thrust into the Princess’s back. Had she not gripped Amore’s wrists then the Princess would have found herself collapsing to the ground. "It may only affect yourself, to keep the timeline stable. Understood?"

She gave a weak nod, and when she spoke she made every change Umbra ordered.

“Excellent now do exactly as I say. Ensure that the Crystal Heart will drain you of your intellect, your wisdom, your inhibitions, your pride and your independence. Make it slow, but constant, every day, of every year slowly you'll be emptied of those useless brains of yours.

And in its place I want you to be fulfilled with a good deal of whorish enthusiasm. With a lust that’s always full, and an attitude that’ll be quite easy to please. When you have ensured that the Crystal Heart will slowly twist into that depraved bimbo, you may cum.”

As soon as the last part of the spell was done Amore screamed from the very depths of her lungs as her entire body broke apart in a shattering orgasm. She collapsed completely and was caught by Umbra who teleported her to her new prison. A prison that was soon stained with a vast puddle of cum on the floor.

So pent up she was that she ended up cumming twice more before she was finally finished. Soon the floor of the dark damp dungeon she had been teleported to was covered in her cum. The small amount of air now smelt of sex and her sweat, leaving her broken before her queen.

"What happens now?"

"Now you stay, to be moulded for the next thousand into my perfect bimbo slut," Umbra ordered coyly before she paused to consider something. Her eyes glanced to the sides as if they could be overheard in this room. "And if you obey this order when you are released a thousand years from now, I will fuck you like the mindless bitch that you are. Is that something you want?"

Her head nodded as if her neck was a spring. "Yes, my Queen more than anything."

"Then remember this for the next thousand years, when you awaken you will be my slut, my sex ****. Not Spike's, not Rarity's and definitely not Cadence's but mine. Do you understand?" She asked and Amore nodded dumbly.

"Then I should get back to my own time, and not a word of this to anyone."

"Yes, my queen."

And then she was gone and Amore was left with nothing more than a promise and a memory of Umbra. She knew her fate and knew that she was helpless to stop it. When the Crystal Empire was frozen she was kept safe to continue being corrupted. She did not need to eat, sleep, drink or do anything else to keep healthy so instead she occupied her days remembering Umbra and pleasuring herself to her memory. Over a thousand years, her mind dripped out of her cunt and was replaced by a foggy lust but she always repeated her mantra even as her mind turned to mush and her memories became as confused as everything else in the world.

"Be a **** to Umbra, not to Spike, Rarity or Cadence."

"Be a **** to Umbra, not to Spike, Rarity or Cadence."

"Be a **** to Umbra, Spike but not Rarity and Cadence."

"Be a **** to Umbra, Spike and Rarity but not Cadence."

"Be a **** to Umbra, Spike, Rarity and Cadence."

The days were a blur and that order became foggy in her mind, but a thousand years later she knew what her mission was as a slutty bimbo sex ****.

"Be a **** to Spike, Rarity and Cadence but not Umbra."

A/N: Sorry this took some time I've been sick and busy these last few days.

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