Return of happening part 2

Day things are looking up for the happening

>You are still Ponybro
>As the war raged on, you began to look into alternative sources of warfare
>You spies told you of how Ron Paul had possessed Twilight's body from beyond the grave
>Maybe with magic, with necromancy, you could bring spitfire back again
>Your first experiment with magic went wild, causing a huge explosion to rip across the western lands.
>While it certainly brought you satisfaction to see so much destruction in Celestia's lands, it wasn't your intended goal
>As the war grew on, it seemed more and more hopless
>You began to feel as if there was no way that this was work
>She would be too far gone, there was no way you could get the old Spitfire back.
>Still every day you tried, and every day you failed.
>It was starting to get hopeless, when you got an idea
>You decided to visit the #1 source of dark magic in Equestria itself to ask for guidance
>You decided to pay a visit to your ally, Ron Paul

>Ron and you talked for some time
>You talked about the war, and how the best course of action would be to eliminate one major nation at a time, rather than focus on all of them at once
>As the conversation dragged on, you decided to cut to the chase
Ron, I didn't come here to talk politics
>"Oh... then what do you need"
I came here to ask for your help, I need to know how to use necromancy
>The look on Ron's face turned sour for a moment before returning to normal
>"Necromancy is forbidden Ponybro, its quite the accusation to accuse me of practising it"
I'm not stupid Ron.  The whole world knows about how you died and were brought back.
>"Exactly my friend! While I am definitely a vicitm of necromancy, I'm no practitioner"
>You sigh and look down in defeat
I need her back Ron... I don't know how much more I can take
>He looks at you, as if judging your true intent, before smiling
>"Well then there is somone we can talk to

>Ron leads you to a dark room
>The two of you walk in and he shuts the door behind you
>In the center of the room is a perfect circle, which Ron seats himself in
>As he sits he starts to chant, strange words you had never heard uttered before
>Before long you find yourself succumbing to boredom
>What was this old man doing?
>It was with great suprise when a shape started forming above his head
>As it took form, you could hear it talking directly into your mind
>"For what reason do you wish to inquire with purple smart tulpa?"
A... a tupla? I don't need a tulpa! Spitfire was real, I need her back, not some cheap knock off!
>"Calm down, I can see everything that goes on with Ron now, I know why you are speaking with me"
>"Before trapping myself in Ron out of guilt, I was the head of the world at magical advancement, most importantly necromancy"
So... so you can help me bring her back then? To see Spitfire again
>"Yes... but necromancy of that level requires a great sacrifice"
>"You could take the same path as me, to use your own soul as a bargaining chip, but in death, I have found another way"
>"A large enough sacrifice of other people, their souls condensed into a small form could make a suitable replacement for your own soul
I... I couldn't ask that of my people... they have been through so much with this war and I could not bring myself to do that to them
>"That is okay, for I have found another source you can use"

>Talking with purple smart continued for another hour
>She made sure you knew the incantations perfectly, even a slight fuck up could ruin everything
>As it turns out, the magical destruction of the western isles from the past wasn't an explosion, it was an implosion
>It had created something you could use for your spell, only a small sacrifice from this point would be necessary
>With your forces marching upon them, the grey troops with an anonymous leader stood no chance against your alliance
>Their forces in shambles and their men destroyed, they surrendered totally
>The only land they had left was left of the magic black hole, stranded and slowly starving without the resources from the mainland available.
>Nobody would even know they were gone
>In the dead of the night, you and a crack team of operatives made your move
>Sneaking into the center of their remaining stronghold, you started the incantation
>It took almost an hour, and it left you and your men drained yourselves, but it was over
>The sacrificial stone had been completed, and the last remnants of the Grey army starved to death.
>In your excitement you began the spell right there
>You could see the stone rise up and start changing form
>It got larger and larger until in the end, it resembled a pony
>It had changed into Spitfire

>The next thing that happened was a huge purple explosion.
>While it didnt cause any physical damage, you immediately felt emotionally drained
>At the epicenter of the explosion was a large glowing sphere
>As the glow started to die down, you could see it
>You could finally see Spitfire again
>As you looked into her eye, and she into yours, you could see it
>The flame of determination was back
>The spell had not only brought her back, but brought her true self out as well
>She looked at you with a loving glance before slowly walking over to you
>She rose up on her hind legs, eyes meeting yours again and kissed you
>As the kiss lingered, you started feeling weaker...
>You sat down, no energy left to stand and yet the kiss continued
>You started... to feel... dizzy
>She broke the kiss
Spit...fire... I'm.... glad... you are....
>You couldn't finish the sentence before you fell into a deep slumber, never to awaken again.

>You are now Spitfire
>You couldn't believe it, you were alive again
>With just the small amount of energy you took from Ponybro's soul, you felt invincible
>You looked at the small group of men he had brought with him.
>Unable to stop you, you drew their souls from them as well, consuming them one by one
>As the last one fell you stood back up and spread your wings again.
>You felt powerful, like you had the strength to bend the will of the world to your own.
>Flying across the skies again, you were prepared to deal out the revenge you had promised so long ago.

>You are now Ron
>You were marching against Celestia for the last time
>With her allies defeated, she would stand no chance against your might
>Your two armies clashed brutally, the fight would go on for a long time
>Pony had gone silent a while back, and Dash was focusing on her war with Opal making it just you and her
>Little did you know, you would soon have an unexpected ally join the fray
>You are now Spitfire
>The time for your revenge was nigh
>It took a matter of days for you to sweet aside Celestia's forces, something Ron had been trying for months
>In no time at all, you were marching on her capital, nothing but lich magic to protect you and bad intentions on your mind
>With a frown, you looked over at Ron
Know this Ron, this revenge is mine to take.  In this finaly bout I want you to stay here
>He looks at you with a grimace on his face, but there is nothing he can do to stop you
>With an unholy smile on your face, you walk into Celestia's capital building...

>You stepped into the room with  an angered expression on your face
>"s....spitfire? h..how are you here"
The time for games is over Celestia, I'm here to collect
>A soldier runs in to try and defend, and In an instant he is dead
>You look him over quickly
Yes... this will do nicely
>"wh... what are you talking about"
>"RON CHOP"
>SMACK
>Celestia hits the floor with a resounding thud
Ron, I told you to leave this be, that I would deal with it myself
>"Spitfire, my men have been facing off against Celestia for months now, there is no way that I'm not getting to be a part of this
>With a sigh, you teleport the three of you to a familiar location...

>You are now Celestia
>And your head hurts like hell
>Slightly dizzy you rouse yourself awake enirely, just to find you you can't move
>There was something familiar about the room you were in... somethi-
>Oh no
>Oh god no
>You know exactly what room this is
>Oh dear god no this can not be happening
>"Celestia... celestia... celestia... what am I going to do with you?"
>You swallow in fear, knowing full well what her inentions were
>"Seems familiar doesn't it?  Like this has happened before... but where? Oh thats right... I remember..."
>"YOU LEFT ME HERE WITH DISCORD"
>You want to say something, but the words are all caught in your throat
>Spitfire slams her hoof into your face putting you into a daze
>"There will be time for you to speak, when I give you permission to beg for your LIFE"

>You are now Spitfire
>haha, did I really just go there? how fucking edgy can I get
>As you approach Celestia again you can see the fear in her eyes
>A smile grows on your face as your eyes meet
>Your eyes glance down, leading her to look down as well
>Her eyes widen in horror as she spots your newly grown member twiching in anticipation
You like it Celestia? I made it just for you
>And made it you had, finding the biggest cock on one of Celestia's fallen soldiers was the hard part.
>The easy part was making it your own with zombie magic
>"Spitfire... be reasonable... I didn't know what Discord was going to do... I though he was going to kill you!"
You know full well what Discord was going to do to me... Something I'm going to return to you ten fold
>With a purple flash you were behind Celestia
Well 1 is fun... but why not... Double it?
>A purple glow surrounded your junk and when it was done you had not one dick, but two!
>"wh... what do you me-"
>Before she could finish speaking you slammed into her railing both her pussy and asshole at the same time
>The pleasure from fucking Celestia with two dicks is amazing, the tears she was choking out made the act even better!
>With a small surge of energy to your lower dick, ridges grew along the length of the shaft, enhancing the experience even more.
>This was the most amazing fuck you'd ever had
>You aren't sure Celestia shared the sentiment.
>As you felt yourself nearing your edge you pulled out both dicks and flew in front of celestia
>You forced her mouth open with magic and plunged both dicks inside, neither of them able to get far
>With a low groan, you blew your load in her mouth, both dicks shooting off like a hose down her throat
>You plugged her nose with magic, forcing her to take it all or suffocate in the most humiliating was possible.

>When you finally pulled out, Celestia coughed and sputtered, attempting to force the cum out of her throat
>You forced her mouth shut with magic, she would accept the gift you were gracious enough to give her.
>As she grimaced and groaned she swallowed it all, fearing what would come if she were to disobey.
>You stand back and admire your work for a moment
>Celestia bound and forced to your will
>By the end of this day she would beg for death
>And it would not come... you would not give her the comfort that she refused you
>You would use her for as long as you desired... and when you were done?
>You would give her to Ron
>You shudder to think of what Ron's unholy intellect would come up with.
>Yes this was they day... the day you broke celestia for what she did to you
>The day you rose up again, from the ashes to show the world that
>NOBODY FUCKS
>WITH SPITFIRE
>ITS HAPPENING BITCHES