This choice: She could, and would and WILL eat her sister! • Go Back...Chapter #6That which is forbidden is all the better, no? by: Nightwolf  Luna tried with a capital "T" to push the rampant thoughts from her mind, but the more she tried to forget them, the more they bothered her. Bothered her... and aroused her...
For the remainder of the day, Luna was lost in thought. Thoughts of swallowing her sister, digesting her and adding her mass to her own body. The big sister, the superior sister, the more beloved sister, being totally helpless before her. Something that, somewhere deep down, she may have wanted all along. She did not know and right now, she did not care.
Whenever she passed her sister in the hallways of the large castle, her blush would deepen and she would involuntarily bite her lip as Celestia walked by, much to the latter's confusion.
"Luna?" She tilted her head as she stopped in her tracks. "Are you quite alright? You seem a tad feverish."
Luna immediately adjusted herself, trying to hide her intentions as much as possible. "Huh? O-oh... yes, yes, I'm fine, sister... Uh, on second thought, I am a little under the weather. Do you think you could handle the moon tonight, sister?" She goes off before Celestia can give an answer, trotting off quickly to her chambers. "That was too close. Now... time to get to planning."
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The sound of ruffling paper and scrawling pens fill the empty air of the younger princess's bedchamber. The dark blue alicorn poured herself into fulfilling her newly awakened desires to eat her own older sister. The more she thought about the how, the more she thought on the why, and the more she thought on the why, the better she felt about doing it.
There were moments of crippling doubt and guilt, but those accusatory ghosts hanging over her were more and more becoming silent and distant. She was doubtful that she would have the courage to go through with it. She was reassured, almost ironically, by remembering something her sister had told her so many years ago: "No problem is so great that a well-laid plan cannot overcome it, if executed properly." She worried that her motivations were the same kind of monstrous want and pettiness that had morphed her mind and body into that of Nightmare Moon. She came to realize that it was not an envy of her sister's position or the love she got in place of herself, but a primal hunger and a predatory desire to unite with her sister on the deepest, most literal and physical level.
And indeed, is there not a kind of symbolic importance to this? She thought. Is it not the way of things that day eventually wanes into night? Perhaps nature itself is on my side in this... maybe even my muse? Her stomach growled and her vulva warmed at the thought that she not only wanted to eat her sister, but was fated to do so.
"Then it's settled..." She admitted to herself, to the hearing of herself. "My sister has had her time on the throne. My return was the sign of the coming end of her rule. The twilight of the diarchy..."
Princess Luna turned back to the drawingboard, satisfied with her musings. She'd properly outlined the general way in which she'd do things. Now for the specifics. First off; how should she eat her? Raw or cooked? The former could perhaps be handled by herself, but she would need... cohorts.  | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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