Canterlot at last

They had run out of excuses to put off going to Canterlot, or depending on one’s own interpretation they had run out of obstacles. For now Spike, Rarity and Twilight had decided that they would go alone to Canterlot and if they needed another member of their harem they would just have them be teleported in. With Rarity’s Root of Magic, such a task would be effortless.

“Speaking of the Root of Magic Master I’ve been sent a very interesting book recently,” Rarity told Spike. They were taking the train to Canterlot, a private carriage that Cadence had rented for them. They were sitting in first-class leather seats with Spike’s arm around Rarity’s shoulders, enjoying the bit of privacy. Twilight meanwhile had left to fetch refreshments.

“A new magic book? Where did you get that?” Spike asked peering down at the book she’d summoned into her hands. It was thin, as thin as a notebook and a simple blue.

“A gift from Flurry Heart, tells me all her secrets to time travel. With my Root of Magic it’s fairly easy for me to understand,” she said showing him a page, though Spike only squinted at it.

“Looks like gibberish to me,” Spike admitted, causing Rarity to sigh.

“I suppose it would without the Root,” she said closing the book. “But by reading this I can now do everything that she could do.” She then looked Spike in the eye with a smokey gaze. “And then some.”

Spike could feel his dick harden and his heart pick up pace as the possibilities that Rarity’s wild perverted eyes had. “Any specifics?”

“Well, I don’t think I’ll be limited to making stable time loops Spike. I think changing time could be very possible and lead to some very sexy results.” She climbed onto Spike’s lap and looked down at him with wild eyes. “Would you like that Master Spike? Changing history to progress in very sexy ways.”

“You know,” Spike mused, his hand trailing up her ass. “The Root of Honesty keeps most retroactive decisions consequences to a minimum, but if I make a change in the past then there could be quite the interesting butterfly effect. Do you know how to make sure it won’t backfire though?”

Rarity giggled, cupping his cheek. “Oh Master, did you think your lowly **** would bring this up if she couldn’t?”

She laughed and started to use her magic to pull his trousers down and let his dick breathe freely again. Spike noticed that Rarity had dressed accessibly, nothing covered her pussy as she slid onto his cock. Delicate hands pressed Spike’s chest into his lounge as his **** eagerly did all the work for him.

“You’ve gotten better,” Spike grunted as she slapped against his cock with increasing momentum. He wasn’t lying either, whilst the differences were as slight as the difference between fucking an angel and an archangel there was a noticeable improvement in her skill. Something that certainly excited the unicorn.

"I guess Rose and Sapphire were some very skilled sluts Master, and now that I have those skills as well," Rarity guessed with an airy smile. "Or perhaps there was a timeline change. Did you change something, Master?"

Her tone of voice was teasing, but also inviting. Spike opted to play along with her game. "Maybe I went back in time to make it so that some ponies are already part of my horde. Maybe they're secretly plotting to make the harem lord of the world already.”

“Oh fuck, you evil beast. Keep going,” Rarity growled, humping against him harder as the fantasy fuelled her passion.

“Maybe I’ll make the ratio of women to males different, make things a little more weighted in the former, giving myself a few more treasures to play with. Or perhaps I'll go to the very founding of Equestria and change the origin of this country. Establish a little conspiracy that was always twisting Equestria so that the women would always be a part of my harem, and slowly creating secret contingencies for the day I would come and claim them all.”

“Oh you nasty, evil stud of a Master!” Rarity panted, slapping him in the chest. “Such a dirty, evil fantasy you have!”

“They’re your fantasies. You’re the depraved one here, I’m just making them come true.”

“Of which I’m very grateful Master.” Her lips locked with her master as her body continued to thrust itself onto his cock. He was approaching a climax now, he could feel his testicles swell with cum as the moment approached.

In a frenzy he treated himself to a taste of Rarity’s tits, feeling her cool hard nipples is his tongue. Shrieks of delight danced in Spike’s ears as he suckled on her large ivory tits.

Soon it was too much, Rarity’s unimaginable skill overwhelmed him and his cum exploded into his favourite ****’s womb.

“OH SPIKE!” Rarity screamed as she came herself, soon collapsing into his arms. The two kissed as the door to their cabin opened.

“It looks like you two are having fun," Twilight said, leaning against the wall with an amused smile on her face. As an experiment today Twilight had chosen to wear a very standard blouse and skirt, with simple white socks and black pumps. A simple, reasonable and even conservative outfit that no pony would think twice about, just to see how her family curse would change it.

By the first hour on the train, her curse had changed it significantly. Now the outfit had changed to resemble that of a naughty schoolgirl. Her skirt had shrunk several sizes, squeezing her cleavage so that it just threatened to burst out of her top. the shirt had also rolled up to reveal her midriff. Her skirt had trimmed down from below her knees until it was so short that she threatened to flash any pony when she sat down. Her socks had become near stockings and the pumps had become heels. The perfect naughty student.

"That we are Twilight, that we are,” Rarity assured her, though her voice was muffled as it was pressed against Spike’s chest as they snuggled together. Twilight had brought a bottle of champagne and two glasses with her, she poured the champagne for each of them.

“I’ve been looking into opportunities to start subverting Equestrian to your rule Master, and I came across a very interesting fact.” She knelt down and rested her chin on her fingers. “You remember the council of Equestria that we’ll need to corrupt?”

“Yeah, you said you were going to look into them.”

“Yes well I have to admit I’m still looking into the others, but I did find one surprising candidate. It turns out being a writer is only Mom’s second job Master.”

"Mom? You mean Twilight Velvet darling?" Rarity asked intrigued, Spike's head was also turning with interest.

"Yes Mistress, I guess I always just assumed that being a writer was her first time job. Then again the role of the council, whilst still powerful, is often ceremonial. So maybe it's better to say that being the Minister of Education is her second job."

"Minister of Education? That makes too much sense, with what an eager student you've always been Twilight,” Spike noted with Twilight nodding eagerly.

"I was thinking that we needed somewhere to stay whilst we're in Canterlot. I’ve already taken care of calling Mom and arranging to stay with her. That way you'll have a lovely little MILF to take special care of you, Master. Wouldn't you like that Master?"

“Well…” Spike teased, “I’m not going to lie I always had a crush on her growing up. But she always liked you and Shining more.”

“That’s not true Spike,” Twilight protested, but Spike waved her off.

“Twilight it’s fine. It’s not like it was abusive or anything, it was just little things like never getting the crown, and not getting to go anywhere I wanted. Stupid things like that don’t matter. It’s silly to make a big deal out of it.”

Rarity pinched his chin and made him look into her determined gaze. “But that’s going to change isn’t it Master? We’re not going to let you be anything less than your favourite are we?”

“You know neither me nor Gleaming will stand for this Master. We will change things if you don’t want to yourself.”

“Thanks, Twilight,” Spike said, running his hand through her mane. He thought she was making far more out of this than was necessary, but he didn’t press the issue. Outside the train had entered the city of Canterlot, the Royal Palace could be seen outside, and it was slowing down for the station.

The three redressed themselves as quickly as possible, only barely becoming presentable before the train came to a stop. As they exited the train Spike found a small crowd had gathered for the visitors.

“Twily!” An old motherly voice cried out, leaping through the crowd and dragging her daughter into a hug. As she did so Spike was shocked by the outfit she was wearing. She wore an overly formal red qipao that was cut off at the side showing every pony that passed a good view of her side boob and ass.

“How have you been dear? I hope Ponyville’s been good to you.”

“It’s been great Mom, Cadence visited us. We had a great time,” Twilight replied with a wink towards Spike and Rarity.

“Oh I imagine you did, what with how you looked up to her,” she cooed, but there was a certain disapproval in her voice that Spike had never heard before. A consequence, likely, of Cadence’s change into a slut. Twilight noticed that distaste as well, with her face scrunching up slightly though it passed quickly.

“Don’t forget Spike Mom,” Twilight reminded her, pulling away.

“Spike how have you been? And who’s that lovely unicorn friend of yours over there?” She asked, eyeing Rarity with a delighted smile. This distracted her thankfully from Spike’s own not-so-subtle eyeing of the MILF.

“My name is Rarity darling. And I must say that dress of yours is simply exquisite,” she said pointing at the dress with a smile. Surprisingly however it seems that Twilight Velvet didn’t agree.

“You think so dear, I’m not quite a fan. But it’s the most I can wear without triggering our family curse, I find you can get away with more when wearing formal wear. But it’s really hot and still doesn’t cover as much as I would like.”

Her words were quite true, as quite a crowd of ponies gazed at her exposed side boob with lustful stares. Spike had forgotten that he made Twilight’s clothing curse run in the family, so of course it would affect Velvet. Rarity’s face threatened to break into a similar gaze, as were Spike and Twilight’s.

“Perhaps we should get home quickly then,” she said levitating their bags out of the train, though she then dumped them with Twilight. A **** whose job it was to serve her Master’s favourite ****, a task that she took to eagerly. “So that way you can change into something more casual.”

“Let’s,” Velvet said leading them to a carriage before Spike got a word in. He didn’t mind though, especially not when Rarity’s fingers laced with his and she shot him a perverted grin. Eyes sparkling with perverted possibilities.

“Whatever you want Master, she’ll be yours in whatever way you want.”

A/N: Surprisingly despite it appearing as a shoo-in at first for Celestia, Twilight Velvet ended up winning in the end. I have a good idea of a premise for her corruption but I’m eager to hear any further suggestions.

Also whilst the vote is still technically going, it’s clear that a Chrysalis/Spike hatchling won the commission poll. And since there was a recent sale I took the opportunity. I’ve started the commission now. I’m going for twins, one a sexy political mastermind, the other a sexy warrior. Suggestions are welcome here as well for details, though I already have most of the ideas down already so I can’t promise to use them.

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Suggestions, feedback and comments are welcome and help motivate me to continue.