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Mirrors, Realities, and Paradoxes (One Shot)

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  1. >Day Try the Alternative in Equestria
  2. >Be Anonymous the Squire
  3. >You are awaken by the sound of hoof beats stamping across wooden boards
  4. >”Rise and shine, squire! We have work to do today.”
  5. >You sit up in your shoddy bed and Nightlight tosses an apple into your lap
  6. >Nightlight says an apple a day will make you strong like her
  7. >You could never be as strong as the brave knight you service
  8. >The night air feels comforting on your bare chest and you feel Nightlight’s eyes on your small frame
  9. >”Looks like your putting a little muscle on from carry all the gear.”
  10. >It is true, you ponder, and you do feel stronger
  11. >Despite Nightlight’s kind words, you will soon be back in your place and she in hers
  12. >You throw on a loose fitting undershirt, your tattered leather boots, and bedeck yourself in the fine indigo tabard of your mistress’ cutie mark
  13. >Her tabard, representing your house under her rule, flutters about your body and fills you with the spirit of the guard
  14. >In the thin layer of silk, you are not just a sole human in a strange land, but are a member of the royal guard who is to be respected, admired, and beloved by the peasantry
  15. >A steely hoof prods you forward as the snickering voice of Nightlight moves you along
  16. >”Grab my gear, we have to warm up while the fields are still empty.”
  17. “Yes, mistress.”
  18. >You gingerly take hold of the pony crafted weapons and armour
  19. >It is heavy and awkwardly shaped for you, but this is a pittance to pay for all that you have
  20. >Trotting ahead of you, Nightlight begins to make her way towards the arena with you in tow
  21. >It has never been easy for you to keep up with anyp0ny, though it was always nice when Nightlight would walk beside you and chat
  22. >Daydreaming aside, you make it to the arena and carefully place Nightlight’s glimmering mail and sturdy lance on a rack
  23. >Your mentor is stretching herself out and limbering up for the workout ahead
  24. >”Great night for some jousting, right, sentry?”
  25. “Of course, mistress.”
  26. >”We’ll show the other houses just who runs this show!”
  27. >Nightlight is always so full of energy and enthusiasm for competition, but you know who she specifically wants to duel
  28. >”Well, let’s get to it.”
  29. >You lift a paddle buckler from the rack of equipment and take up your practiced sparring stance
  30. >”Good form, sentry, but spread your legs a bit more for balance. Celestia knows you only have two to work with.”
  31. >Regardless of the biting remark, you do as instructed and Nightlight circles you
  32. >”Much better, don’t want you falling over in one kick.”
  33. >She nods to you and you to her before you begin
  34. >Like thunder crashing atop a mountain, the padded bit of wood in your hands rattles under Nightlight’s strength
  35. >You feel the tremors rock your very core before ending in your feet
  36. >Without much hesitation, Nightlight begins to maneuver about you
  37. >You swivel and plant your weight in time for another kick
  38. >Again and again, Nightlight attempts to break your defense and your shirk off her blows
  39. >With a huff in her breath, Nightlight compliments you
  40. >”Not one kick got through! I think we should take it up a notch.”
  41. >You are uncertain what that means until Nightlight flashes you a devious smile
  42. >Like the wind, she is all around you
  43. >Her hooves pummel your buckler with rapid clacks and you stumble back against the assault
  44. >You decide to fight back now lest you disappoint your mentor
  45. >The buckler absorbs a blow and you press it into the next
  46. >Nightlight’s hooves bounce, but she regains her momentum with ease
  47. >Three swift raps ring out against your shield as you count
  48. “But, where’s the fou-?”
  49. >A strong hoof finds its way between your legs and swipes your off your feet
  50. >You fall with all the dignity you can muster before the moonlit sky greets you
  51. >Lying still, you catch your breath and clear your head
  52. >Nightlight casually saunters about you before crossing over your body in a triumphant leap
  53. >”Nice moves, kid. You learn quickly.”
  54. >Your face burns in part from the fall and from the praise
  55. “Thank you.”
  56. >”Alright, no more lounging. We have an hour to clean up before the games begin.”
  57. >You nod and hop to your feet
  58. >Nightlight chuckles lightly with a hoof over her mouth
  59. >”You deserve a bath after such a fine workout. Besides, can’t have my squire smelling like dirt in front of the other houses.”
  60. >A dignified knight if ever you had met one
  61. >It is a short trip to your quarters and you take the scenery into account
  62. >A lovely night for jousting, you think
  63. >Opening the wooden door, you allow Nightlight in after carefully removing her shoes
  64. >”Draw a warm bath, my muscles need all the rest they can get before we stomp all over that ugly red banner.”
  65. >You smirk and quickly scurry to the bathroom
  66. >Nightlight enjoys bubbles in her bath, you think, and you pour a bit of soap into the steamy water
  67. >The gallant mistress strides easily into the narrow bathing chamber and you humbly present her with a towel
  68. >She climbs in elegantly with hardly a splash and sinks down to her withers
  69. >”Ah, that’s perfect. You always get the water just right.”
  70. >You smile with Nightlight before grabbing a brush and cloth
  71. >With the utmost of care, you begin to scrub Nightlight’s back and flank and she coos in approval
  72. >”Wait, this is not right.”
  73. >A cold chill runs down your spine as you freeze
  74. “What is not right? Am I doing it wrong?”
  75. >”Yes, in fact, how can you clean me if -you’re- covered in filth as well?”
  76. >You ponder this question for the moment before Nightlight throws her head back and speaks sagely
  77. >”Remove your garments for we must prepare you for the scrubbing!”
  78. >You stand in confusion as you think about this
  79. “You wish for me to… To bathe with you?”
  80. >”Did I stutter, sentry?”
  81. >With fear in your eyes, you quickly begin to disrobe
  82. “No, mistress! Not at all, m’lady!”
  83. >You quickly drop your ill-fitted clothing to one side and lay your folded tabard carefully on a shelf
  84. >Being nude before the powerful bat pony makes you nervous, but you stand tall
  85. >”Alright, now get in.”
  86. >You slide into the cramped tub and desperately cling to the furthest edge you can
  87. >Despite your trying, you still feel the magnificent coat of Nightlight on your legs
  88. >”Perfect, now, continue washing my mane.”
  89. >Sliding from the edge, you lean over one side of Nightlight and begin to run water through her lustrous mane
  90. >It takes a few minutes, but you slowly accept this method of cleaning
  91. >”You take such good care of me, Anon.”
  92. >Nightlight’s voice is entirely too friendly and the very act of using your name stuns you
  93. “I-it is nothing, just doing my job.”
  94. >”Oh, you always work so hard. I’ve been thinking that I hardly show you such generosity.”
  95. “N-not to worry, mistress…”
  96. >A shiny hoof rests upon your thigh as Nightlight stares into your very being with her hypnotic gaze
  97. >”Call me, ‘Nightlight’ when we bathe, alright?”
  98. “Y-yes, Nightlight.”
  99. >You feel the strong hoof work its way up your thigh until it rests just below your naval
  100. “M-mistress, I…”
  101. >”Anon, what did we agree upon?”
  102. >You feel a sudden warm pressure against your crotch and you gasp
  103. “Nightlight!”
  104. >”Blushing already, Anon? Is this the first time a mare has pinned you in such a way?”
  105. >A snickering sound echoes between her sharp teeth as an all-too-pleased smile crosses her face
  106. >”You are a fine squire and a quick study. I thought I’d show my appreciation in a manner befitting such a noble little stallion.”
  107. >Nightlight’s hoof prods you light until your member is rigid enough to press into your belly
  108. >With another dusky chuckle, the oppressing mare stands and places her backside in your view
  109. >Your mistress lifts her wet tail slowly until her backside is exposed with pride
  110. >”Make sure you clean me thoroughly.”
  111. >A smile parts her lips again and you see her fine fangs gleam in the light
  112. >With quivering hands, you carefully reach out and grasp Nightlight’s long tail
  113. >You wash it as you have done so many times before, trying not to think about anything in particular
  114. >Your sex throbs from the teasing and it only gets worse as you watch Nightlight’s lewd display
  115. >The wet fur on your mistress’ rump glistens as your fingers run through
  116. >With brush in hand, you clean her shapely backside of all débris and trace her cutie mark
  117. >A few sputtering sounds rise into the air as Nightlight widens her stance
  118. >You witness the intensity of Nightlight’s aches as her dark fleshy sex quivers and pulses so much so that a pink inner lining is exposed
  119. “There, spotless…”
  120. >With a dissatisfied grunt, Nightlight calls out to you
  121. >“I’m not clean yet, you missed a few spots.”
  122. “Forgive me, Nightlight, madam, but I think you look as fine as any knight.”
  123. >”Then you’ll need to look closer.”
  124. >Without warning, the expansive butt of Nightlight presses back against you
  125. >It is warm and soft as your throbbing maleness is pinned between you two
  126. >The bath water makes rubbing against her all too easy and you lose your voice to a bestial groan
  127. >”See, little Anon, there’s so much I need cleaned.”
  128. >You are trapped, helpless and confused, as Nightlight bounces lightly on you
  129. >”I've been listening to you, Anon, the way you've been touching yourself when you think I am asleep. It is not good for a stallion of your age.”
  130. “I-I’m sorry, mistress~!”
  131. >The warm rump grinds in a circle on your lap as your blood boils
  132. >”I can’t have stains on my armor and weapons. So, from now on, you are -not- allowed to touch yourself.”
  133. “But, but…”
  134. >”Yes, you can squeeze my butt if it helps.”
  135. >Nightlight lets go a sultry sigh as she rubs into you again
  136. >Before you lose your mind enough to grip the fine backside of your dear mentor, she stands up
  137. >The pressure against your member ends immediately and you almost want to beg for release
  138. >”Come…”
  139. >Nightlight leaves the bathtub and you follow quickly with a pained expression on your face
  140. “… I was trying.”
  141. >She instructs you to dry her fur and comb her mane
  142. >You work hastily to make Nightlight happy as you so often strive for
  143. >When she spins about, you instinctively take her tail and begin to part and braid it
  144. >Nightlight quickly pulls it from your hands and smiles over her shoulder
  145. >”We don’t need to finish that just yet. I want you to use those clever hands of yours on me.”
  146. “But, I am not certain, should we do such things?”
  147. >”I have seen the way you've been peeking at the fillies of the castle. You are not as sly as you may think!”
  148. >You feel the strangest mixture of shame and lust in your gut as Nightlight raises her backside at you
  149. >”It is nothing to worry about, my faithful squire. You are growing up and it is perfectly natural for every stallion to feel this way.”
  150. “Even if I am not a stallion?”
  151. >Nightlight bounces her eyes at you and smirks slightly
  152. >”Even if you still have some growing to do, that thing you’re sporting suggests otherwise.”
  153. >You get another strange sensation of pride to add to your confusingly long list of muddled feels
  154. >Finally trusting Nightlight wholly, you place your hands on her mare bits and rest your fingers against her
  155. >You have never touch a mare in this way before and the feeling of soft skin amazes you
  156. >Nightlight responds with a small sigh as you test her sensitivity
  157. >”That’s good, yeah, just like that~.”
  158. >With newfound confidence, you boldly rub your palm against the entirety of Nightlight’s sex
  159. >Your small hands just barely cover the exceptionally hot gap, but Nightlight seems to be enjoying it
  160. >You continue on like this for a short while until your other hand mindlessly wanders to your own pulsing rod
  161. >”Ah, up already? Good to see you’re getting eager.”
  162. >You do not speak so much as you grunt and masturbate both Nightlight and yourself
  163. >”What did I tell you about touching yourself?”
  164. >You wrestle your hand away from your straining member before Nightlight nudges you towards the bed
  165. >”Sit.”
  166. >You do with all the obedience of a well-trained dog
  167. >Your fanged mistress casually stands before you, her neck just slightly above your crotch
  168. >”Now, you just relax and let me do the work on this part.”
  169. >With only an idea of what is going on, you resign yourself to relaxing
  170. >A long, wet tongue exposes itself to you before sliding against your maleness
  171. >The sensation washes over you, but is indescribably good
  172. >You pant and moan as a strong muzzle completely engulfs you and begins to drag you in
  173. >The room spins as your head lightens and your fingers work their way into a silken mane
  174. >Nearly as quickly as it begun, Nightlight slips from you with a rough squeeze of her mouth
  175. >”Did you like that?”
  176. >Words fail you, as you nod tiredly
  177. >”Good, now it’s your turn to work.”
  178. >Nightlight climbs onto the bed and presents her hindquarters
  179. >She dips her front low and stretches her wings out slightly
  180. >Never have you seen such a brazen display and your lust-addled mind can think of only your mistress
  181. >Debauchery ensues!
  182. >When all is said and done and your body aches from the day’s “training”, you settle against the warm, soft fur of your mentor
  183. >She strokes you hair a while sighing happily
  184. >”You are a quick study, squire.”
  185. “Thank you, Nightlight.”
  186. >”We should take a quick bath to rinse ourselves off.”
  187. >You nod despite not really wanting to move
  188. >It is a quick rinse and scrub when Nightlight takes on her more formal tone with you
  189. >”Hmm, we should make haste to the staging grounds. Gather my things and let’s be off.”
  190. >You don your regal tabard and fetch Nightlight’s armour and weapons
  191. >With a word, the two of you set off to join the games
  192. >The arena is already filling with different houses of every colour, each waving their own banners and shouting praise to their house
  193. >A deafening boom shakes the very earth beneath you as the dream princess announces her arrival
  194. >”Fair denizens of Canterlot, we bid you welcome!”
  195. >A thousand hooves stamp in a thunderous applause before Princess Luna continues
  196. >”Tonight, we shall do glorious battle to determine which house will attain the honour, the privilege, to serve as royal escorts to us for another season!”
  197. >More cheers rise up and eyes begin to shift about to see the competition
  198. >You know your mistress is powerful and strategic, yet you fear what a loss would mean
  199. >Speaking nothing of your concerns, Nightlight and you retire to your wall to prepare
  200. >The voluminous voice of the Princess of the Night rings clear as you ready your mentor for combat
  201. >”Of the house, only one may joust. Magic and flight are barred from this competition, only true aim and pure might matter!”
  202. >You hear a groan from the horned and winged participants, but, it fades quickly enough
  203. >Your mistress smiles a toothy smile
  204. >”I won’t need wings to crush the competition.”
  205. >As you lock the final belt in place, Nightlight stands tall and shakes her body
  206. >The rattling of gleaming metal chimes in your ears and Nightlight squeaks in delight
  207. >”For House Night Light!”
  208. “For the blazing flame in the dark!”
  209. >Princess Luna settles atop a balcony and watches the view
  210. >The games begin before you realize and you watch the first two houses duel
  211. >A blood-red banner flies under House Red Thorn against the pale yellow flag of House Gold Tooth
  212. >You watch the clash of lancers and the red banner swishes victoriously in seconds
  213. >”Your Princess enjoyed that demonstration! House Red Thorn takes the space!”
  214. >The time presses onward as another three houses fall while three stand triumphantly
  215. >You witness next two victors, House Blue Bonnet and House Ivy Tea, ready themselves in the area
  216. >The speed and strength the two houses display is grand, but House Ivy Tea makes sort work of their blue adversaries
  217. >Nightlight steps up and you fit her lance snuggly to her side
  218. “Good luck out there, Mistress.”
  219. >”Thank you, but I fear not the orange flag of House Dragon Eater.”
  220. “If I may, aim towards his left side. Old wound should be his downfall.”
  221. >The metal snapping sound of Nightlight’s faceplate rings out as she steps up to the line
  222. >The Princess smiles before her voice shakes the sky
  223. >”An astounding display of power! House Dragon Eater and House Night Light are next to do glorious battle!”
  224. >With a spring in her step, Nightlight takes her position
  225. >Across the court stands the one-eyed drunkard known as Snapshot
  226. >His legacy is great, but he is the most miscreant of nobles you have ever seen
  227. >”Oi! Let’s hurry up already!”
  228. >The Princess does not mind his harsh tone as the banners are lowered and the match is set
  229. >Nightlight carries herself on thunderous hooves towards the orange brute and in an instant the battle is decided
  230. >Snapshot flips to one side over Nightlight’s lance and ends up on his back with a dazed expression on his scruffy face
  231. >He pulls himself together as your banner flies high
  232. >”Huzzah, House Night Light takes the victory!”
  233. >Nightlight trots happily back towards you and you swiftly remove the lance and polish the scuff on her armour
  234. “This win brings you to the final bout. How do you feel?”
  235. >”I feel like we’ll be in charge of the Princess’ safe passage. That raise is as good as mine!”
  236. >You cheer along with Nightlight as you work
  237. >The clank of heavy metal approaches as you see the fiery mane of Rosewood
  238. >”Greetings, Nightlight and hoof-licking lackey. How goes the night?”
  239. >You resist the urge to snap back as you vigorously shine the breastplate in your hand
  240. >It is one thing to insult you, you think, but completely unnecessary to insult your mentor
  241. >”Rosewood, nice to see you. Do you come to beg for surrender now?”
  242. >”Actually, I come to place a wager on the outcome of this final duel. It is us at the top, again, tied for some new honor, again, and I thought it should feel grander.”
  243. >”What are you trying to play at here? I do not make bets with blood-guzzling tramps.”
  244. >Rosewood snickers and produces some necklace
  245. >It is a simple locket made of some common gold with a small carving on the front that you do not recognize
  246. >”Temper, Nightlight, remember when you lost this to me along with the chance to participate in last year’s tournament?”
  247. >Nightlight’s face scrunches up in parts pain and rage
  248. >Rosewood licks her fangs and smiles widely
  249. >”So, what if I was to bet this locket for something you have?”
  250. >”What did you have in mind?”
  251. >”Oh, nothing you would really miss. I was thinking that your squire would do. They’re about equal value, wouldn’t you agree?”
  252. >You almost want to burst out in laughter
  253. >Nightlight would never trade you, not after all you have done for her
  254. >”Deal… Shake on it!”
  255. >You drop both your jaw and the piece of armour in your hand
  256. “Mistress, what did I do?!”
  257. >”Quiet, boy.”
  258. >Nightlight and Rosewood lock hooves and shakes once before Rosewood canters off to her side of the wall
  259. >You sit quietly and hold back the tears
  260. >”Anonymous… I will not lose you.”
  261. “You are betting me so casually. What is that bit of jewelry that would have you offer me without resistance?”
  262. >”A memory, but enough sobbing, know your place…”
  263. >With that, Nightlight presents herself to be refitted
  264. >You do so as best you can and you try to calm your nerves
  265. >This is a lot for a boy of twelve, but maybe Nightlight has a plan
  266. >You watch both Nightlight and Rosewood step onto the field and take their positions
  267. >Your mind races with what-if questions and fears of a new mentor
  268. >Bat ponies that drink blood whip their servants, never bathe, and hide left pointed socks or so your mentor has told you before
  269. >Aside from all that, you fear you would bitten and fed upon in your sleep
  270. >The voice of Princess Luna rings overhead and you look to her balcony
  271. >”Tonight has been impressive and we hath thoroughly enjoyed bearing witness to the finest of Canterlot’s guards. We prepare now to choose a successor who shall court the royal carriage.”
  272. >The banners of both houses are lowered again and you stare with baited breath
  273. >On the mark, Nightlight and Rosewood take off from their hind legs
  274. >Strong muscles propel the knights forward as each takes a sturdy, easy gallop
  275. >As if by some strange miracle, both lances collide squarely upon each other and splinter into a thousand fragments
  276. >The two jousters are kicked back a bit, but neither falls down
  277. >Nightlight glares to Rosewood over the fencing before the crowd begins to cheer
  278. >She is the first to dive at her perceived enemy and the crowd grows wild
  279. >Over the sound of cheering, you hear the clanks of metal-covered hooves rapping on metallic armour
  280. >Rosewood and Nightlight tussle along the ground, kicking up dust and débris as they wrestle for dominance
  281. >Within an instant, the two are torn apart from each other with a powerful blue light
  282. >Princess Luna stands before them in her imposing form with a faint frown upon her magnificent face
  283. >”We have seen enough! Thine lust for battle is without equal, but we sense friendship to be strained…”
  284. >Luna looks about the mess of broken wood and twisted metal
  285. >”… Neither lance may be raised, we see. We say onto ye, the victorious parties that shall lead thy royal carriage are House Night Light -and- House Red Thorn!”
  286. >The two mud-spattered mares look to each other and then the Princess in confusion
  287. >In unison for the first time, Nightlight and Rosewood stammer their disproval
  288. >”But, but…!”
  289. >Luna scowls lightly
  290. >”Dost thou deem us unsuitable that you should both provide us with safe passage?”
  291. >Nightlight pips up first with a worried look on her face
  292. >”Not at all, Princess! It’s an honor!”
  293. >”Agreed, a great honour!”
  294. >You walk carefully towards the three as they converse
  295. “Forgive my intrusion, but, it is growing bright. Methinks it would be best to dine before we make such rash remarks and decisions?”
  296. >The Princess of the Night stops and stares at you sternly
  297. >Your blood freezes and you feel your legs refuse to move as she approaches
  298. >”Anonymous… It has been a long time…”
  299. >Luna’s head swings down and rests easily on your shoulder before her hooves encircle your small torso
  300. >”Look how big thou hath grown! ‘Tis a wonderful sight!”
  301. >Luna’s head lifts and cranes towards the two dumbfounded winners
  302. >”Let us return to the castle and partake in a fine feast! Everyp0ny, here thee! The games are over, the winners stand before ye!”
  303. >Despite the night’s earlier harsh language and rough duels, everyp0ny stamps in appreciation and they all seem genuinely happy
  304. >Luna lays her body to the ground and extends a wing
  305. >”Come, Anonymous, we shall take you to the castle swiftly. Pray tell, what is it thou desires?”
  306. >You can barely speak before Luna clears her throat
  307. “Oh, um… Bread and butter?”
  308. >The Princess chuckles warmly, as if you said something entertaining
  309. >You look to Nightlight and Rosewood
  310. “Does this mean I have two mentors now?”
  311. >Nightlight shakes her head
  312. >”You are still mine, squire. A tie means neither of us wins.”
  313. “But, what about your locket?”
  314. >”They’ll be other bets. Are you going to fly with our majesty?”
  315. >Luna looks to you with a twinkle in her eye, but you turn down her offer
  316. “If it is all the same to you, Princess Luna, I would like to walk with my mistress.”
  317. >Luna stands tall and smiles
  318. >”Of course, Anonymous! It would be unfair of us to break up such close friends.”
  319. >Luna crosses between Nightlight and yourself as she stops to sniff you
  320. >In a hushed tone, Luna giggles and teases Nightlight
  321. >”Training at all hours, we see…"
  322. >Nightlight blushes and turns her face as you two begin to walk onward
  323. >The mockingly cheerful voice of Luna whispers again
  324. >"We have watch Anonymous in his fitful sleep. We presume the actions thou hast taken will relieve him of such -uncomfortable- days."
  325. >Your mentor stands close to you side and gingerly nuzzles your cheek while trying to avoid the Princess' words
  326. >"Forgive me of my transgressions, it was stupid to bet somep0ny like you."
  327. "I never held a grudge before."
  328. >"You are too kind to me."
  329. >Nightlight smiles lightly with you and you return the sentiment
  330. >It was an emotional kind of night
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