//------------------------------// // Chapter I: Detention // Story: A Soiled Universe // by Odlaw //------------------------------// "It begins..." -me Twilight Sparkle couldn't believe it. 'How?! How could I possibly have forgotten that an entire research paper was due today?!' Twilight thought, holding her head in her hands. She hadn't even heard of this paper until the Professor announced he was collecting them! 'Ohh what am I going to do?! I have nothing to turn in, in fact, I don't even know what the paper was supposed to be over!' *Ahem!* Twilight slowly looks up from her desk. Professor Snarp stands by her desk, tapping his foot impatiently, a stack of collected papers under his left arm. Professor Snarp was a middle-aged unicorn stallion and one of her professors at Celestia's School. He wore a black suit and had a dark brown coat with an even darker, well kept, brown mane. He was one of the strictest and meanest professors in the school and just the glare from his golden eyes seemed to give off a fittingly intimidating aura. "Miss Sparkle, hand me your research paper, now." Professor Snarp demands, clearly aggravated by her lack of attention. "I-i uh...w-which one would that happen to be again?" Twilight stammers out, hoping she is somehow mistaken. The Professor seemed to growl before saying "The one that is due today, Miss Sparkle. The long-ago assigned research paper over the effects of restoration magic on the recently deceased." He explains, his patience waning. Blood drains from Twilight's face. 'What?! I don't remember anything like that being assigned, in fact, I can't remember us even covering the subject in class at all!' Oblivious to her mental crisis, the professor continues "And it and had better be a great improvement over that pathetic excuse for a paper you handed back last week!" He snaps. Other students around the classroom stop what they are doing and take notice of the developing situation. "I-i don't h-have one." Twilight starts, voice shaking. "I-i don't even remember you assigning us a paper to write for today!" She explains. Professor Snarp seems somewhat amused by this. "Oh, Is that so? Because I do believe we all remember you announcing to the entire class, during my lecture, that you knew everything there was to know about the subject matter." Professor Snarp says, his voice suddenly taking a dark tone. "You even went so far as to claim to have already written the best paper even compared to everyone else in the class!" He claims. 'Huh?! That doesn't make any sense! I don't remember doing any of that! What in Equestria is going on here!?' "But, here you are now, claiming that not only that you don't remember lecture, but that you also know nothing about this assignment?!" He shouts. Twilight is left speechless, unable to do so little as mumble some kind of defense under the professor's icy glare. "Could it be perhaps that you believe yourself to be above the rest of us, simply because the Princess has made you her protege?" The professor accuses. The other students in the classroom begin cheering on Professor, even those who outright hate him, purely because the 'perfect student' was finally getting what she rightfully deserved. "N-NO! Please, Professor Snarp, I would never think anything like that, please just give me another chance!" Twilight begs, finally able to speak up, but with tears welling up in her eyes. Professor Snarp seems to calm and rubs his chin as he considers it. After what feels like years to Twilight, his eyes light up and he speaks again. "Yes, you will indeed get another chance, of that I'm positive..." he says, a dark grin on his face. Twilight felt immensely relieved. 'He was willing to give me another chance after all!' Twilight was about to ask what she needed to do when his horn ignites. It glows a deep midnight blue color, contrary to its usual gold coloring. But before Twilight could she could ask what it was he was doing, she catches sight of his eyes, they had changed completely. They were a light blue color with black pupils resembling those of a cat. "Yes, you will indeed get another chance...After I believe you have learned your lesson!" The professor's voice suddenly booms, echoing through the classroom. "W-what?!" Twilight exclaims, covering her hears from the noise. Casting his horn down, a dark blue beam is fired into the wooden floor beneath her desk. From its point of impact, a black ooze begins to spread across the floor. As Twilight moves to jump up from her desk, four blue-green tentacles suddenly shoot out from the black ooze and wrap themselves tightly around her wrists and ankles. "AHH! What are you doing?!" She screams, struggling against them. Twilight charges up a spell to free herself, but another tentacle wrapping around her horn quickly prevents her from using any magic. She keeps struggling as the tentacles slowly lift her out of her desk and high into the air. Calling out for help, she looks around the classroom, but all her classmates were gone! 'Where did they all go?!' She shouts in her mind. Look down at the professor was smiling creepily wide at her, his mouth now filled with large sharp teeth. His feet were surrounded by the black ooze, that he was slowly sinking down into. "Y-your not Professor Snarp! What are you!?" Twilight yells, absolutely terrified. Another larger, tentacle emerges from the black ooze and slowly snakes its way up, and in between her legs. As Twilight suddenly realizes it's destination her eyes widen and she screams again, struggling even harder against her bonds. She is forced to watch in horror as the tentacle disappears into her skirt. "Eeek!" Twilight squeaks in alarm, as something warm and wet brushes over her crotch, coating it with a layer of what felt like sticky slime. It soaked into her white panties and made her marehood tingle. 'W-what is this thing doing to me?! Why is it'"AHH!" She gasps as the tentacle suddenly presses hard into through her panties. The slime sends tingles up her spine, causing waves of pleasure to wash over her. *Giggle* "Hmmm, oh yes...now aren't you a delicious one." An unfamiliar feminine voice says from below. Looking down she sees no one there, not even whatever had been masquerading as her professor. "W-who are you!? L-let me go!" Twilight demands. "Now, now would you truly learn your lesson if I did that?" The voice spoke. "Please I—A-ahh~" She moans, succumbing to a new tidal wave of pleasure. The tentacle's constant rubbing and pressing growing faster, as Twilight's now inflamed sex burned with desire. Too tired to keep struggling she goes limp, giving in. She starts moaning with every new thrust, her tongue lolling out of her mouth. But just when as she was nearing a new peak of pleasure, the tentacle suddenly pulls away. "Wha? Why did you...?" she asks between labored breaths. "Oh? Whats this now? Are you finally showing some desire to behave?" The voice says from below. "I-i...need..." Twilight grunts, the last of her defenses crumbling. "You need what hmm?" The voice giggled. "I...n-need..more! Please!" Twilight begs. "Ahh~" She suddenly gasps, a small tentacle pulling her soaked panties aside, allowing the cool air to caress her hot sex. Another one grabs and tears off her skirt, giving her a full view. The first large tentacle returns and aligns itself with her dripping marehood. The tentacles around her ankles quickly spread her legs apart, allowing it easier access. 'I-its going to'—But, her thoughts are abruptly cut off as it suddenly plunges forward, penetrating deep inside her. "AAAHHH!!!" She cries out, before everything goes black.