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// Chapter II: A Different World 
// Story: A Soiled Universe 
// by Odlaw 
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"Gahh!" Twilight gasps, sitting up straight.

"Wha-? Where did the—...oh" She was sitting in a wooden chair at one of her studying desks. It had all just been a dream. Shaking her head she collects her thoughts.

"That dream was so strange, it all felt so...real," she mumbles to herself, looking around the large room that made up the top floor of her home in canterlot. Based on the drool on her desk, she must have dozed off last night while she had been writing up next month's schedule.

Shifting slightly Twilight feels a familiar wetness in her seat. Looking down, she confirms what she had suspected was the cause of it. She had wet herself during the night, again. Streeks of glistening wetness streamed down the legs of her pink pajama onesie. Urine pooled in her seat and a puddle could be seen on the floor below. Yet, despite this, Twilight doesn't feel so much as a little ashamed or even embarrassed by it. It was nothing abnormal to her after all.

Stretching out her arms, Twilight yawns and turns to look out the giant window that took up most of the far wall. The sun had just started crossing over the horizon, shading the city of Canterlot in an array of oranges and reds.

'Another beautiful morning in Canterlot.' she muses. Looking back around the room, she finds the large clock mounted on the wall. It was 5:37. Turning back to her desk, Twilight opens a drawer and fishes out her schedule for today.

The first thing on the list was scheduled for 7:00. She will start designing the schedule for scheduling next year's schedule plan. That was definitely something she looked forward to finally get started on. After that dream, she was going to triple check to make sure she didn't forget a single thing.

Next, at 7:50 she was expecting a brand new shipment of books to arrive from Celestia. Whenever this happened it usually meant there was another big test coming up Celestia was preparing for her. New book shipments were always exciting, it meant reorganizing the shelves, adding them to her catalog, and best of all a bunch of new reading material!

After that, she would have some free time until nine, so she planned to get started on reading the new books. At 9:00, she was, unfortunately, being mandated by the Celestia to go outside for a while. She never understood why Celestia would often insist on this. Why go outside when she could be studying at home? Regardless, she couldn't disobey a direct order from Celestia.

Looking down the list, she remembered that she was supposed to prepare for Moondancer's party at 12:00. She had been struggling with thinking of something to get her, after all, all she ever wanted on her birthdays were more books.

With a sigh, Twilight lays back in her chair. As she contemplates what to get her she suddenly is reminded of another reason her dream had felt so real. Her crotch still burned with arousal and the still warm liquid pooled around her only encourages it.

'Hmm, I guess I do have some extra time...' Twilight's eyes dart around the room, looking for any signs that Spike could be already up and about. He tended to stay asleep until just before breakfast, so he probably wasnt up yet. Turning back around, she slips a hand down over her crotch and presses down.

"Oh, yea~" She moans, thinking back to her dream.





Spike rubbed his tired eyes, his mind still foggy from being abruptly woken up. He had been sound asleep but was woken by the sound of shouting. From the sound of it, Twilight was in her study, probably angry at some character in a book she was reading.

Looking out of his small bedroom window, he could tell it was still very early in the morning. It was strange for her to be awake already, especially with her studying as late as she did. He was tempted to just go back to sleep but he wanted to make sure nothing was wrong. "The last thing we need is some crazy burglar breaking in hoping Celestia's prized protege had something worth stealing." He murmurs.

Finally able to convince his body to start moving, he stands up from his bed. He stood about six feet tall and wore a simple grey t-shirt along with a pair of dark green boxer shorts. Shuffling slowly towards his bedroom door, In his tired state, he nearly runs into the door itself. Reaching out, he grabs and turns the doorknob, and cracks open the door. He scans the room and notices some blurry movement. Rubbing his eyes again, he is finally able to focus.

Spike's face transitions from a deep purple to bright pink in less than a microsecond. There, practically in the middle of the study, his surrogate sister was masturbating furiously. Her high pitched moans echoed through the large room. She was leaning back in a chair with one hand groping one of her breasts, the other digging deep into her crotch. She also appeared to have wet herself at some point, the yellow puddle beneath her making it obvious.

Spike was unsure what to do. Clearing his mind the best he could he considers his options. He could either A: close his bedroom door and calmly go back to sleep... B: Make his presence known to Twilight, which would likely lead to a very long and awkward conversation. Or C: ...Keep watching.

Despite his brain's constant protests Spike gives in and reaches down into his tented boxers.

"S-Spike...want" he growls.





Twilight kept up the pace, surges of pleasure shooting through her as she rubbed. She imagines herself still being held aloft in the cold, slimy grip of the tentacles. Thrust after thrust they pound both of her gaping holes, filling her every crevice. Meanwhile, another tentacle prods at her mouth. Opening her mouth wide it slides quickly inside, the tentacle thrusting down her throat in rhythm with the others.

With vigor, the tentacle pounding her marehood accelerates its thrusts her inner walls hugging and squeezing it. Moaning through the tentacle stuffed down her throat, she feels them all pulsing and swelling, threatening to fill her to the brim. Twilight lets loose a pleasured cry as the one in her under her tail delves deeper and deeper into her bowels. She clenches her anus ring tight around the invading tentacle, feeling it continue to slide effortlessly in and out.

Two new tentacles reach up and tear off what was left of her Onesie, leaving her completely exposed. The Two tentacles coil around her perky C-cup breasts, massaging and squeezing. This sends a new shockwave through her, making her cry out in ecstasy.

The tentacles began thrusting faster and faster, seemingly no end to their stamina. Suddenly, all three the tentacles rear back together before thrusting forwards one last time. Twilight's back arches as she climaxes, thick white cum filling her and then spilling out as the tentacles retract.

Bathing in the sticky afterglow of her orgasm, Twilight is completely limp in her chair, her tongue lolling from the side of her mouth.

*Thump!*

Twilight practically somersaults out of her chair and scrambles back behind the desk. After a long silence, she slowly peers over the top, looking in the direction she heard the noises. 'What was that?!' After waiting a little longer, she stands up from behind the desk.

Casting a light spell over the room, as she scans for a possible intruder. 'Could it have been Spike?' She suddenly realizes. Tip-toeing as quietly as she can, she makes her way across the room over to Spike's bedroom door. She reaches out and carefully turns the knob to peek inside.

Spike lay strewn over his bed, face down, in his pillow snoring quietly. Looking around his room, she thankfully sees no signs of him being up, nor of an intruder. 'I guess it wasnt Spike then...' She decides, closing the door silently behind her as not to wake him.





'Whew, that was a close one.' Spike sighs as he hears the faint click of his bedroom door closing. He had barely been able to get into bed in time to avoid suspicion. Though she had come a little too close from touching big white splotch on the inside of the wooden door. He would have to clean that up before she found it herself. 'Damn my forceful dragon cum!' ...Was a statement he never expected to hear himself think. Well, he was relieved that he had been able to get away with it.

Truthfully, It hadn't been the first time he had jerked off to the thought of Twilight but it was definitely the first time he had ever actually caught her in that kind of situation. Despite how he felt his attraction to her always felt so wrong. Incestuous relationships were not even that uncommon in Equestria, but something about it just felt...off.





Unable to find any source at all for the odd sound, not so much as a fallen book, Twilight finally gives up her hunt. 'Well, whatever that sound was it didn't appear to have come from anypony watching me.' Shrugging her shoulders she checks the clock again. 6:04. Well, she still had some free time at least.

Still, she didn't want Spike to wake up and smell the scent of her activies on her. Casting another quick spell she dispells the smell from the air, leaving only the urine stains in her pajamas remaining. With a shrug, she decides to go ahead and get a head start on her list of things to do early.