A Nightmare Comes (Ed)

A Nightmare Comes

   Princess Luna rolled around in her bed.  She couldn’t get to sleep.  She had been back in Equestria for many weeks now.  While she was getting used to her new routine, she suffered from terrible insomnia.  “Planet lag” her vet had joked.  A day was 720 hours long on the moon.  It would take her circadian rhythm awhile to get used to the usual 24. Luna wondered if there wasn’t something more to it.  She used to rule the night, a thousand years ago.  That wasn’t necessary anymore; her elder sister commanded the moon.  She understood now why ponies were awake during the day and slept at night, although it appeared she had trouble doing it herself.
   To make matters worse, an early August heat wave was striking Canterlot.  It left Luna sweaty, and itchy, and terribly uncomfortable.  She had thrown off all her blankets and sheets, but it was still too hot.  There wasn’t much the pegasus ponies could do about the heat wave.  Heat waves had to happen sometime, and August was the appropriate month.  Still, it wasn’t all bad; the ponies made the best of it.  They had been holding long siestas in the shade during the hottest part of the day.  They had played in Canterlot’s elaborate system of fountains and pools.
   Night time brought some relief.  At some point after dark, cool air came sweeping down from the mountains.  Being heavier than the warm air, it invisibly poured down the mountain faces like the waterfalls.  It pooled in the town first, bringing relief to most of the ponies.   Then it slowly filled up the valley, reaching first Luna’s, then Celestia’s tower.
   Luna anticipated it every night for the last five.  She always had her window wide open, and had moved her bed underneath it.  She waited for hours, tossing and turning in frustration, waiting to fall asleep.  Then, it finally came.  The cool air poured over her window sill like a flood.  It carried the sweet smell of night-blooming honeysuckle vine, which covered her tower below.  It rolled over her bed, and the princess herself, pooling in the depressions of her body.  It covered her like a blanket, not of warm down, but of cool breeze.  She had a brief moment to enjoy the blissful sensation, and then she was fast asleep.
   She woke up with a start some time later.  It was impossible to say how long she had been asleep, it could have been minutes or hours.  She was freezing cold.  Her ears and the ends of her legs were numb. Her nipples were as hard as stone.  Her hair was standing on end, goosebumps underneath.  She tried to clutch for her blankets, but she had thrown them off the bed long ago.  She turned her head to the still open window.  The full moon hung outside, surrounded by four bright stars.  And then she saw something that horrified her.  She could see the air slipping over the window sill.
   No, it wasn’t air.  It was a kind of mist, dark blue with small glimmers of light.  Luna’s mind quailed.  She knew exactly what this was.  It slipped onto her bed.  It reached up, consciously, and stroked Luna’s cheek with a thin tendril.  Luna was helpless to stop it.  The mist swam over Luna’s body, circling her small breasts.  It slipped between her legs, filling her with terror, and then moved onto the bed and the floor below.  The mist kept coming in.  It piled up on the floor at the foot of her bed.  It towered over her.  It began to solidify and take form.  She was black as night.  She had both a horn and an enormous pair of outstretched wings.  She was as tall as her sister.
   Luna tried to move.  She tried to scream, but only a small, strangled rattling noise emerged.  The image before her stepped onto her bed.  She straddled Luna, then laid down on top of her.  The weight pressed down on Luna’s chest, making it difficult to breathe.  She craned her neck forward to whisper into Luna’s ear.
   “Hello, Luna,” said Nightmare Moon.  Luna again tried to scream, but was still mute.  Nightmare moon nibbled on the tip of her ear.  “I’ve missed you.”  Nightmare Moon licked her, sticking her tongue into Luna’s ear, and then stroking her tongue up to the tip.  Luna’s whole body trembled, although she still couldn’t control it voluntarily.
   Then Nightmare Moon started to nibble on her neck.  “I’ve missed you so much, Luna.” Again Luna’s body responded without her will, wetness spreading from between her hind legs.
   “B... But...”
   “Yes, my love?” Nightmare Moon asked.  “What is it you’re trying to say?”
   “But you’re me.  You’re a part of me!”
   “Well, yes, I was you,” Nightmare Moon said, kissing her on the cheek.  “At least I was before your sister cut me out of you.  Her and those awful foals.”  Nightmare Moon kissed her full on the lips.  Luna’s eyes went wide.  Her counterpart’s tongue tasted of honeysuckle, dew, and cold night air.  She felt a full-body flush coming over her paralyzed form
   “I want to be with you again, my love.  We’re so good together.  We deserve to be together again.  Don’t you want that?”
   “N-no,” Luna struggled to say.
   “Your mouth says no, but your body says yes.”  Nightmare Moon continued kissing and nibbling her way down Luna’s body.
   “You were so powerful when I was with you ,” she said.  “Don’t you remember?  You had all that power.  All that glory.  You defeated your own sister in combat.  You were the most powerful mare anybody had ever seen.  You had the world in your hooves.  It was only those awful foals and their petty tricks that stopped you.  If not for them, night would still be spread across the land.  The ponies would have loved you.  You would have had everything you ever wanted.”
   Nightmare Moon nuzzled her belly and kept moving.  “There must still be things that you want, aren’t there?” she continued.  “I know.  You want the night.  You want love.”
   “Y-Yes,” Luna admitted.
   Nightmare Moon came to Luna’s breasts.  She nuzzled them.  She licked wide circles around them. She bit on her nipples.  Sucked on them.  Blew on them.  They reacted on their own.
   “You want power.”
   “Yes.”
   “You want me.”
   “Yes,” Luna said.  “I want you.”
   Nightmare Moon moved down to Luna’s love.  Luna writhed, this time of her own volition.  She gasped. Nightmare Moon’s tongue was cold and soft, like the night air.  Nightmare Moon licked everywhere.  She pushed up Luna’s clitoral hood with her tongue to tickle her clit.  She slid apart her lips to lick deep inside of her.  She sneaked down to Luna’s anus and made her squeal.  She licked up the insides of Luna’s thighs.  Luna’s wetness was everywhere.  It all felt so cool in the breeze.  It was like she was being licked all over at once.
   “I love you, Luna,” Nightmare Moon said.  “I love you more than your sister.  I love you more than all the ponies.  I love you, and I want to give you everything that you’ve ever wanted.  All you have to do is say it.”
   “I want you,” Luna sighed.  “I want you inside of me.  I want to be inside of you.  I want us to be inside of each other.  Forever.”
   Nightmare Moon grinned.  She stepped back and lowered her horn.  She plunged it into Luna’s craving pussy.  Luna came.  It was a short, sweet orgasm.  Nightmare Moon was still pleasuring her when it was over.  She could feel the horn sliding in, but she couldn’t feel the sharp tip.  Nightmare Moon wasn’t pulling out, just sliding it in more.  Luna could feel the spiral fluting; it was like the horn was flowing into her like a river.  Luna opened her eyes and looked down.  She could see the horn inside of her, it glowed through her in a pale blue magic light.  She looked up between her legs to see Nightmare Moon was gone, replaced now by a dark blue mist with the pale yellow glimmers.  The cloud followed the horn, and rushed into her. Luna’s belly swelled for a moment, as if she was pregnant, eleven months gravid.  Then it shrank, and Luna herself grew.  Her legs lengthened.  Her hair turned from blue to black.  She had become Nightmare Moon.

   Luna sat straight up in bed and screamed.  It wasn’t a paralyzed, strangled attempted scream like before, but  a real full-lunged scream.  A guard burst threw her chamber door.
   “Milady?!” the shocked guard shouted.
   Luna jumped at the surprise.  “Leave!” she commanded, embarrassed.  “I had a bad dream.  Leave me!”
   The guard blushed and turned around.  He took a half second to scan the room and, finding no intruder, he left quickly.  He shut out the light as he shut the door.
   Luna took in her surroundings.  She was only Luna.  Her heart was racing.  Her body was covered in sweat.  The air coming through the window was cool, but it was hardly cold.  What was cold was the pool of wetness she was sitting in.  She was scared at first, thinking she had wet herself, or maybe it was even blood.  But then she realized the truth and she was disgusted in herself.  She had been playing with herself in her sleep.  She found a long wax candle that had been in the holder above her bed.  She had obviously been using it to masturbate.  She flung it across the room, still shaking from the nightmare.
   Then she looked out her window.  It was still hours before dawn, and still very dark.  There was no full moon.  Of course not, it was only early August.  There was only the thin sliver of a waxing crescent.  There were four bright stars around it.  The stars started moving towards the moon.  Luna blinked, clearing the sleep from her eyes. She looked again and the stars were in their original position, unmoved.
   Luna slammed the window shut.  She lowered the heavy drapes, and moved her bed out from under the window.  With the breeze cut off, the warm stones of the castle radiated their uncomfortable heat.  She tossed and turned as she tried to return to sleep, and it was made worse as she tried to avoid the wet spot in the middle of her bed.
   An hour after dawn she finally fell into a fitful sleep.  She didn’t hear the soft chuckle coming from nowhere.