Loving Yourself [Corruption]

“Alright Spike, I'll see you later.” Twilight ushered her assistant out of the Library. She was going to need to be alone for this. She had not meditated on her own before but Princess Celestia had insisted that she begin. She hadn't expected that she hadn't been intended to learn that little bit of dark magic and when Princess Celestia found out they had to have a little chat.

She could remember it clearly when the unexpected summons appeared after she had made her full report on the incident at the Crystal Empire. The swell of pride she felt when she learned that even Princess Celestia wasn't expecting her to be able to reverse engineer the spell just from seeing once. And the quiet dread she felt when she was told that there was a reason that Celestia didn't want her to learn it.


“Dark Magic is one of the most powerful and most dangerous of the schools of magic. It can easily corrupt an unprepared mind into acts of unspeakable evil... or it can be turned into a source of protection for those you care about. I had hoped to never have to teach this discipline to another pony but you have surprised me Twilight Sparkle.” The Princess paused before giving her student a reassuring smile and beckoning her closer. Wrapping a wing protectively around her protege, she continued. “I'm not angry or disappointed with you. Never. In fact, I should have warned you about the spell rather than assumed you would be unable to copy it. But now that you've begun a single step on this path, you will soon begin to feel the affects of it. We must prepare you to deal with them before we can even consider whether or not to continue down this path.”


Twilight had spent a week in Canterlot being taught to meditate under Princess Celestia's watchful eyes. Although she hadn't truly felt the positive effects that were suppose to occur, but the Princess reassured her that they would come with practice and introspection.

She settled herself onto her pillow and began to turn her focus inwards. Time passed and she the thought that she might be doing this wrong kept creeping into her mind but she fought the urge to break her meditation to read them. Slowly, she became aware of a presence, for lack of a better term, lurking in the back of her head. She turned her attention toward it trying to beckon it further. Could this be the shadow that she had read about?

“Hello...” She could swear she could hear the voice as if it were next to her... and it was unmistakably her own. But she had never heard her voice sound so... velvety. So smooth... “Open your eyes...”

She slowly slid her eyes open without truly thinking about it. Before her eyes, she could see something that resembled herself but clearly wasn't. Even though both were sitting, her counterpart toward over her and her horn was twice the length of her own. But more shocking than either of these were the pair of wings that were folded against her side.

“You... you're...” Twilight stuttered a little as she stared transfixed at the admittedly beautiful copy of herself. “This shouldn't be happening...”

“Yes, I think we may have skipped a few chapters.” The other Twilight rubbed her chin lightly with her hoof. “But you ARE the Protege of Princess Celestia, so it's not that surprising.”

“I'm not THAT special...” Twilight began, before she could swear she felt the hoof press against her lips.

“There's nothing wrong with having a little pride, just so long as you don't let it get to your head.” The Other Twilight calmly stated before tracing the hoof down Twilight's neck causing her to release a shuddering breath. “But we're getting ahead of ourselves... how about a little review? What am I?”

Twilight took a moment to compose herself before continuing, “You are my shadow... a part of myself that I repressed. You represent everything I always secretly wanted but knew I couldn't have.”

“Or wasn't willing to seek out for yourself. And so you buried it and it eventually became me. I don't hold that against you, so don't worry about it.” The Shadow Twilight smiled, and the original couldn't help but notice the twinge of lust hidden behind it. “Most ponies don't have to worry about their shadow but the Dark Magic you've touched means that I am a conduit that it can use to claim control of you.”

“But... why are you an Alicorn?” Twilight voiced the question that had been plaguing her since she'd first laid eyes on her counterpart.

“Why indeed... you consider Princess Celestia to be one of the most beautiful ponies in existence.” The Shadow quickly hushed Twilight before she could utter a word. “Lies serve no purpose here... and what's wrong with emulating someone you greatly admire?”

“...nothing, I suppose...” Twilight quietly admitted, before straightening up. “I'll admit, this is where my research becomes a bit sketchy... all I know is I have to reach some sort of accord with you. But what does that actually mean?”

“Stopping referring to me as 'you' is something we'll have to work through, for one. I am not some external force but a part of us collectively.” The Shadow Twilight stood and slowly circled the original eying her entire frame. “But to reach accord with me... I suspect, to reach accord with any shadow... I simply ask that you be more honest with yourself. You've never had a coltfriend, but we both know your body is sending you signals, isn't it?”

Twilight flushed under her counterparts gaze and words even as the velvety tone inspired unfamiliar feelings in her gut. “I'm not ready to settle down right now...”

“I never said we had to... but ignoring these feelings just causes them to become bottled up.” Shadow-Twilight slowly traced her hoof over the originals trembling flank. She slowly traced circles around the center of her marehood without ever actually touching it. “It will cause you to explode one day...”

“I don't want anyone to think I'm a... a...” Twilight paused, looking for the right word and trying to ignore the wetness trailing itself down her leg.

“A slut? Being comfortable with your own body doesn't equate with being slutty. Nor does being intimate with a few chosen lovers, either... but that's beyond the scope of what we're doing today.” The Shadow finally rubbed her hoof against Twilight's moist hole, drawing a moan from her lips. “I'm just asking you to learn to love yourself.”

“Love myself?” Twilight panted slightly as she found her hips raising to meet her other self's ministrations. She couldn't believe that it could feel this good...

“If you can't love yourself, how can you begin to consider loving a partner, whoever they may be? Nothing I'm doing is anything you couldn't do yourself.” The Other let loose a small giggle that sounded like small bells. “Technically you are doing this yourself...”

Twilight moaned as the hoof dipped into her warm hole and she could swear she could feel her counterparts warm breath upon her hind quarters. Thoughts emptied themselves from her head as the hoof began slowly thrusting in and out of her drooling snatch and she found herself pressing against the invading appendage. Her face met her pillow as her forelegs left their position supporting her in an attempt to help her reach her goal.

Twilight's vision went white as the rising crescendo finally claimed her as her folds squeezed and contracted themselves around her hooves. Pressing her face into the pillow she screamed her delight to those who could hear her as she rode out the waves of her orgasm. Before her arched back fell as she slumped to the floor in a delightful haze.

Slowly her senses returned to her and she looked around for her other self but found no one. The only hooves between her legs were her own and they were slick with the result of her self love. Hesitatingly, she brought a hoof up to her mouth and allowed herself to taste the flavor of her arousal.

“Start with loving myself... I guess I'm alright with that...” Twilight unsteadily rose to her hooves. She would have to get herself cleaned up before Spike returned and she had no intention of even attempting to explain what she had been doing.

'Very good, Twilight...' A Shadow, unseen watched the unicorn begin to gather her wits. 'You'll make a far better host than Luna ever was.'