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Commission for Blaze
 
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Luna in the dream world
 
Becoming Celestia  
Becoming Luna  
From mistress to pet  
Latex Suit Supreme Nightlight Aura  
Night walk in the park
 
Story :  
Luna was in her sister lobby, searching for a document she needs until she finds an old door hide behind one of the curtains when she opened it, she discovers a secret room filed with latex outfit, wimps and even more.  
“Oh my…” thought Luna while blushing. She didn’t know her sister had a fetish of being a dominant pony. “Maybe I can use it against her next time I argue with her…” said the alicorn with a mischievous smile.  
“Use what against me Luna?” Said the voice of Celestia behind her.  
The blue alicorn froze and turn back to meet the eyes and the smile of her sister.  
“Sister!? Sorry but what is that?”  
“Isn’t it obvious? When I’m bored, I loved to imagine myself as a mistress… but I’m not the only one with that kind of fetichism, you love being submissive right?” Asked Celestia.  
“What no! I’m not in that kind of stuff Tia and you know it. But I’ll not judge you.”  
“You disappoint me sister, what kind of mistress doesn’t have a personal pet to play with?”  
“Again, I’m not in that kind of stuff sister.”  
“You will, in a few seconds…” Said Celestia before enlightening her horn for presenting a submissive outfit made for an alicorn. Luna gasp in shock when seeing the outfit was at her side.  
“Celestia, this is not funny! Stop this instant!”  
“Don’t worry Luna, soon you will not complain anymore… because even if you want it, your new suit will prevent it by sealing your lips… but enough talk, let’s gear you up my pet.”  
Luna tries to escape but the magic of her sister was too strong and in just one flash she was now in the suit. At first, she attempts to remove it, but her magic was like disrupted and her horn didn’t even glow.  
“Ahh yes, the suit is preventing the use of your magic, you didn’t need it, just enjoy the feeling of wearing an outfit made for you my pet….”  
Luna tries to speak but like Celestia just said, the suit was made to prevent any word from her lips now sealed in it, so instead she just watches her sister in the eyes with a very angry look but with no effect on the white alicorn who only smile with a dominant tone.  
“Oh, don’t look at me like that Lulu, besides, good pets don’t need to see. Let’s make sure you can’t.”  
She makes appear a mask and slowly began to lower it around her sister eyes. When the mask was in place, it magically fused itself around the eyes of Luna who was now trapped in the suit without any means to remove it with her wings, mouth and horn sealed inside. Celestia clapped her hooves in joy.  
“Here we go, how do you feel my pet?” Her only answer was some angry moans, but she concluded. “As long as you’re not playing your role, you will stay in your outfit. From now on, always remember who’s the more submissive between us little sister.”  
Luna just growled in frustration, she was nothing more than the submissive pet of Celestia right now and she better start to play along… without other choice, she let her “mistress” attached a leash around her neck and proceed to follow her…  
Three days later, Luna was surprisingly quiet inside her outfit and Celestia didn’t take long for noticed it, but she knows exactly why her pet was so quiet. She removed the mask with her magic just to be sure and indeed, Luna’s eyes were closed, she had totally accepted her fate and pets like her don’t need to see anything unless asked to.  
“It seems you’re enjoying it after all, I knew you secretly was the kind of mare to be submissive. Since you were a good pet for the last days, you can stay in this outfit if you want… or should I say, if I want, I’m the mistress after all. Does it seem fair Lulu?” Luna didn’t answer, her mistress didn’t give her the permission to nod her head or let her know her answer. Celestia only smiled. “Good girl, you learn fast.”  
She then closed the outfit again by fusing the mask around the eyes of Luna with her magic and takes her pet for another walk inside the castle.
 
 
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Background Pony #A8D0
Nice, unwilling eternal encasement and public humiliation to emphasize her inferior worthless nature. No more food, water, vision, dreamwalking, shaping the night sky, the suit robbing her of nearly all her senses and magically sustaining her life much like the moon did during her banishment, just the unending overwhelmingly strong sickening smell of rubber and her everworsening sweat, both undetectable by those outside the prison that forces her to only move as the real ruler of Equestria wills, the pain of her sister’s latex suit forcibly rubbing her marehood raw and chafed as the suit remains just tight enough around the barrel and throat as to be uncomfortably squeezing, just loose enough to rub with such little of a movement as breathing, a task made labored and uncomfortable by the same outfit that renders her flightless, voiceless, sightless, and magicless, all incoming sound muffled yet amplified by the shaped rubber funneling into her ears, her muffled cries to be set free nothing but amusing sounds for the guards she plead to who refused to deny her superior sister her stupid submissive slave, her unimportance further emphasized by the nation moving on uncaring of and barely noting her absence as Celestia handles her unburdensome tasks with ease thanks to her superior nature in all things including magic, just made even easier thanks to her thousand years of practice with it, as luna returns to nothing but deeply buried memory for the world, and a toy, a mere object which exists only for her highness Princess Celestia’s occasional amusement, often forgotten even by uer in favor of any of her other, universally better, willing and inanimate nonliving toys.