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The reaction was immediate. Princess Luna stopped what she was doing and I felt her rump leave my groin. My body sighed with relief as I was going ot finally get a break from- oh no she was standing over me. Her face pushed up into my, her snoot presing into mine.

“You fool!” She said. “Seven times I have brought you to orgasm! I know for a fact that she has instilled in you only three! That alone shows my superiority! But clearly, your mind cannot comprehend how beautiful and lovely my form is, glorious and bright as the stars above! Now mount me!”

I blinked, sleeping clearing from my mind like fog burned away by the sun. “I um, no?”

Both me and Luna had a moment like the world’s most retarded chess game where neither of us had any idea what we were supposed to do. Luna broke first and turned about, stomping off over to another pile of pillows and plopping down. “Fine!” She said. “Then you can rot in here unil you change your mind!”

I rolled onto my feet and got up onto my legs, drained as they were. After standing up, I looked around. The room seemed… deep. More dream magic? “How do I get out of here?”

“You don’t!” Luna said petulantly, head held haughtily. “This is my dreamworld and you could not even summon a door, much less brave the horrors of your own subconscious to escape!”

“Summon a door?” I asked. “...can I just kind of dream one into existence?”

Luna winced. “Very well! Mayhaps you have uncovered such a minor secret, but dream-walking is more than simple weaving of that sort! It requires the tenacity and grit to survive the innermost horrors of your own mind! You simply do not have the will to do so!”

I rolled my eyes and focused on a simple wooden door, the idea of one popping into existence just like it was a lucid dream. There was a ripple in the air, and the door I had been imagining shimmered into existence. It was crude compared to the gorgeous vision that the rest of her dream world was, but hey, it didn’t need to do anything but open.

“What in Equestria could be lurking in my own subconscious could be scary enough to keep me here with you?” I reached and out pushed the door open. Inside, was an infinite, black plane with no depth of field or horizon. Just an endless, flat expanse. Covered with mares. Hundreds of them. Thousands of them. A mathematical infinity of them. And they all looked at me with an intense, hungry look in their eyes and began to move as one, surging towards the door. In a second I had slammed the door shut behind me, and I heard a cascade of thumps as the horny mares tried to get through.

Luna was looking at me now, with a haughty glee and a twinkle in her eye. “Your childish fears are your own undoing,” she said. “Such a field as that presents an impassable obstacle! You will have to lie with me now, for what pony could possibly brave such a horror?”

There was a powerful thudding sound. It sounds like the tower of the castle we were in had been struck by a catapult, like an earthquake was thundering through the mountain. And then it happened again. Closer, stronger.I could feel the rolling underneath my own hooves. And then again, and I nearly fell off of my own hooves, flapping my wings and hovering above the ground to maintain my balance. Luna noticed it to and she was up on her own hooves, distinctly not happy. Not the petulant, childish anger of before. Instead, her face was a mask of grim certainty as she stood up, examining the edges of her dreamworld as though watching, waiting for the inevitable attack. Ready for anything.