Isle of She-Beasts

All through the night, Sunset Shimmer and Spike held each other close, sleeping in each other’s embrace. By morning, the rain has stopped, and the sun has risen to start a new day.

Sunset Shimmer was the first to wake up. She blinked her eyes open to look and see Spike was still snuggling in her embrace. The tiger-woman couldn’t help but smile. He looked so peaceful and happy when he’s asleep.

‘He’s almost like a little kid again,’ She smiled in her thoughts. 'Heh, I didn't notice how cute he is.'

Deciding to have some fun, for a moment, Sunset stroke Spike’s hair, and playfully pinched his cheeks. Sunset breathed in and smelled Spike’s scent. No words can describe the fragrant smell of his scent as Sunset breathed it all in. It was indescribable, mainly because Sunset was smelling it differently.

From a human's viewpoint, it seems weird. But as an animal, it was rather enticing, imprinting, and intoxicating. Sunset couldn't think clearly, as both her human senses and engineered, newfound animalistic instincts clashed together. Then, as if driven by instinct, Sunset proceeded to slobber Spike with big wet kisses, waking him up.

“What the—“ Spike stammered, mid-sentence, when Sunset licked his face. “Ew! Sunset!” Spike spluttered, trying to get away, but to no avail. “Stop! Stop it! Cut it out!”

“Hmmm?” Sunset’s rationality soon kicked in, as both she and Spike broke away.

“Oh! Spike!” Sunset blushed, apologizing, “I’m so sorry! I-I-I didn’t know what came over me! I swear!”

“That’s…okay,” Spike forgave the She-Beast, while wiping the slobbers off of him.

Wanting to get out of the awkward moment, Sunset changed topic and asked, “Anyway, how are you feeling now? Is your fever better? And how is your leg?”

Remembering the recent attack, Spike looked down at his leg to see that the wound has closed up, but was covered in scabs, and the cut was still fresh.

“I’m not bleeding anymore,” Spike replied, before he puts a hand up to his head. “But I’m still a little hot…” His stomach also gurgled to have its say, “Not to mention hungry…”

Sunset nodded before she turned her attention to the opening of the cave.

“I should go hunting then,” Sunset said as she crawled her way out. “I’ll be back as soon as I can.”

Spike nodded as Sunset was about to take her leave, when he called out to her.

“Sunset?”

“Yes Spike?”

Sunset turned and looked to see a hesitant look on Spike’s face, before he finally smiled, albeit shyly, “I had a pleasant sleep last night. Maybe the best one I’ve had in years. So thank you!”

Sunset couldn’t help but smile, “You’re welcome.”

With that, the tiger-woman took her leave, with a warm smile stuck on her face. She was still glad about finally being able to bond with Spike, getting him to come out of his shell. But also, she was practically glowing, at the thought of becoming friends with him. Her train of thoughts then went on to recall how she was kissing him.

‘Oh, why did I ever do that?’ Sunset berated herself, mentally. ‘Granted, he is kinda cute. And a little withdrawn, but he’s just so—No! What am I thinking?! We’re just…getting acquainted… Right?’

Shaking her head, Sunset cleared her mind of any distracting thoughts to focus on the task at hands, or paws. Hunting.

Speaking of which, Sunset looked down and realized the she had been crawling on all four, ever since she woke up. The tiger-woman couldn't help but feel worry. Is she becoming more beast-like? Has her loss of humanity begun? How much time does she have left before she loses herself completely?

Shortly after Sunset left, Spike was left alone in the cave to recover from his fever and injured leg. The young man leaned back against the wall, closing his eyes, and listened to the soothing ambient sounds of nature.

For a moment, Spike was truly at peace with the world. He felt all his doubts, fears, and worries melting away, like the gentle stream of water that cascaded nearby. The birds that aren’t the works of a madman were singing nature’s songs. And finally, the air was so clean, courtesy of the flowers and trees.

Without the Beast-Folks, or the other dangers that lurks beneath the trees, this island is almost paradise.

Spike was napping when he was awaken to the sound of approaching footsteps. He blinked his eyes open to the mouth of the cave.

“S-S-Sunset? Is that you?” Spike pleaded hopefully.

But the only response he got was the sound of approaching footsteps, that cracked the sticks and leaves beneath. Spike started to move, albeit feebly. For all he knows, it could be a savage Man-Beast, a Chimera, or worse, Shade Stalker.

Looking beside him to see the rotting Minotaur’s corpse, Spike picked up the head, putting it over his face, but immediately wretched from the foul smell.

“OH! That’s gross!” Spike barfed.

At that a moment, a shadow appeared at the mouth. With the cold grip of fearful realization slowly seizing him, Spike braced himself as he looked up.

There, standing at the entrance, looking down at him with the same purple eyes, is the silhouette of a slender woman with voluptuous figure. She was almost naked, wearing nothing but the same ragged brown bikini top and loincloth her fellow former She-Beasts wore.

The woman stepped forward, basking herself into the sunlight, to reveal she is in fact the tribal woman with pale pink hair.

Spike felt his whole body grow cold with sweat and goosebumps. His heart beating rapidly, with fear, that he could hardly move and speak. His gynophobia doubling with every second the closer the woman got closer to him.

Spike watched as the tribal woman got down on all four, proceeding to crawl towards Spike, while giving him a full show of her cleavage, but Spike showed no interest.

After he finally found his voice, Spike squeaked, “Wh-What do you want?”

The woman didn’t answer. She simply tilted her head to the side, before she proceeded to sniff him.

This was freaking Spike out immensely. Clearly, this woman doesn’t know the concept of personal boundaries, or has lost perspective of it.

Out of impulse, Spike smacked the woman across the face.

“Stay away from me!” Spike barked, but the woman was undeterred. “Hey! Are you listening to me?”

The woman didn’t answer. Instead, she continued her advances on Spike.

Meanwhile, Sunset Shimmer was sneaking through the tall grasses of the island. She sniffed the air and had caught the pungent smell of a wild boar. She let the tiger, that was injected into her very being, to take over. She let her predator's instinct to drive her, to catch her prey.

To Sunset, it was both exciting and terrifying to know that even a majestic creature as big and fearsome as a tiger could move so silently and effectively to catch their prey. With a coat to camouflage, claws to rip into the meat, fangs for the killing blow, a tail for balance, and a nose to smell and track her prey from a great distance. And the former human was putting them to the test.

Sniffing the air, Sunset was locked onto the pig. She can practically taste the meats the closer she got to it. The closer she got, the stronger and fresher the smell grew, until it was ripe. Careful to not alert the wild pig, and scaring off her breakfast, Sunset dropped herself flat to the ground. From there, she carefully slinked her way across the ground, through the tall grasses, moving ever so slowly. Whether she knew from the start, or if it was the inner tiger speaking to her, she doesn't know. She was in the moment.

At last, Sunset had gotten close enough that she was within striking distance, with her hands, or paws. The boar was grazing the low grasses, completely oblivious to its approaching demise. Sunset almost felt bad for the animal.

Her human rationality say that it's inhuman, but her animalistic instincts continue to pressure her to make the kill.

Sunset, however, didn’t have to conflict herself any longer when a scream pierced the air.

“AAAAAAAAaaaaaAAAAAAaaaaaaAAAAAAGGGGGHHHH!!!”

The scream was so loud, almost inhuman, that it frightened the boar to run away, while a startled Sunset Shimmer shot her head up, both frustrated and alarmed by the familiar scream.

“SPIKE!” Sunset cried out, already sprinting back to the cave, heart pounding, furs bristling, losing all intents to hunt and kill, with Spike’s well-being becoming her newfound priority. Unfortunately, she wasn't the only one who heard his cry...

Shade was sitting near a firepit he made, munching on a roasted piranha-gull he killed hours prior. He then grabbed a coconut and bashed it on the rock he was sitting on until he heard it cracked. Tearing a small chunk off, He then takes a swig from it.

Just when he was about to take another bite of his recent catch, he heard the shriek of a frighten man echoed through the jungle.

Shade doesn’t have to know what the sound was. Only that the hunt continues. He quickly finished up his meal, grabbed his gear, and went to where the sound originated from.

“GO AWAY! Leave me alone! LET GO!”

Still, like a cat refusing to let go of its owner’s arm, the woman wouldn’t comply. And due to his injured leg, Spike couldn’t get far away. All he could do was struggle against the woman’s hold.

The primitive woman was nuzzling her face under his chin, to which Spike tried to push her away. In response, she swiftly turned and wrapped the man’s arms around her. For being so primitive, this woman seems to exhibit some decent amount of witty and determination.

Unfortunately, for Spike, he’s far from impressed and more scared, since this brings up bad memories of his childhood trauma. And the more the woman was toying with him, the more uncomfortable he was becoming.

Thankfully, he didn’t have to worry for long.

“Spike!” Sunset called, upon arriving back in the cave. “Spike! What’s—Oh!”

Spike turned to see the stunned expression on the tiger She-Beasts’s face.

“Sunset!” Spike shouted, never feeling more than happy to see a female. “Thank go—GET HER OFF ME!”

Sunset Shimmer recovered from her stupor and let out a loud thunder roar that startled the woman, and Spike.

The roar was so loud and bloodcurdling, Spike didn’t just hear it. He felt it in his bones, nearly convincing him that Sunset is a beast than human.

Spike nearly turned white as a sheet, as his entire being was petrified in fear, and his hair stood on end, with goosebumps coating his skin.

And yet, because of his fascination of animals, Spike was more amazed of Sunset than he was scared of the jungle woman.

The jungle woman frantically retreated. But because Sunset was blocking her only exit, she had no choice but retreat to a the other end of the small cave and cradled herself in a fetal position.

Spike looked away from the woman, turning towards Sunset who crawled over to check up on him.

“Are you alright, Spike?” She asked. “She didn’t hurt you, did she?”

“Not… really,” Spike stuttered, slowly recovering from his recent fright. “Just…scared…”

Shaking his head to recover from his stupor, Spike stuttered, “N-N-N-Nice p-p-p-pipes, by the way… Y-Y-You c-c-c-convinced m-m-me!”

“Sorry, Spike,” Sunset apologized, with a slight grin that expresses her sheepish emotion. “Sometimes I don’t know my own strength. Same for the rest of us She-Beasts.”

Spike nodded in acknowledgment. All the while, he was amazed at Sunset’s transformation from animal to human, in a matter of seconds.

Both Spike and Sunset looked at the jungle woman, who has been reduced to a fearful mess.

“I remember Applejack telling me about…these types… before,” Spike began, remembering his discussion with Applejack the other day. “She’s formerly…a She-Beast? Right?”

“I’m afraid so,” Sunset confirmed, looking at the jungle woman with a look of sympathy and regret. “And soon, someday, that’s going to be me and the others…”

Once again, Spike couldn’t help but look in wonder at the contrast between both females.

Sunset Shimmer, an active She-Beast, who appeared animalistic, yet seems to behave the most human, with the amount of intelligence she retains.

As for the jungle woman, a former She-Beast before Sunset, has shown to display the curious, intimate, and now, fear, of an animal with little to no amount of human intelligence left.

It makes sense to see and believe these poor unfortunate souls are living a fate worse than death.

People who were once humans, became animals from the outside, until they slowly lose their humanity within, and become animals inside and out.

For the males, they are Beast-Folks for life, while the females regain their former appearances, but are nothing more than animals hosting an empty human shell.

Though, all the same, when Spike looked into the woman’s eyes, he could see a scared reflection staring back at him. Even without her humanity intact, she could still show emotions. This woman seemed more scared than he is.

He was still scared of her, but something nagging in the back of his head, and a tug in his chest, compelled him to reach out to her. Still, he was hesitant.

“What do we do with her now?” Spike asked, looking to Sunset.

The Tiger-Woman was about to answer, when her eyes widen in alarm and her ears perked up in alarm.

Sunset instantly grabbed Spike and hid behind a large rock.

“Sunset, what’s wrong-?” Spike tried to ask but was shushed by the tiger-girl.

Walking into the cave was none other than Shade Stalker. As he began to look around, he noticed the jungle woman coming up to him on all fours and started growling and hissing at the hunter like a cat.

Unamused, Shade just kicks her to the side and resumes his search. He then noticed the rock Spike and Sunset were hiding behind and was about to go and expect it when something suddenly bit his right leg.

Shade lets out an almost inhuman cry before looking down to see the jungle woman grabbing and biting down his leg.

Enraged, Shade repeatedly hit her on the head before she finally let go. He then grabbed the jungle woman and threw her to a wall. The angry hunter then brought out a large Bowie knife and approached her.

The jungle woman looked at the hunter with fear as Shade grabbed her and picked her up by the throat and was ready to skin her alive until Spike ran out from his hiding place.

“NO!!!” The young man screamed as he grabbed Shade from behind and wrapped his arms around his neck.

This causes Shade to let go of the jungle woman as he tried to get Spike off of him. The young photographer tried strangling the hunter, but sadly, didn't have the arms for it. Shade then started to elbow him in the ribs, causing Spike to let go and fall to the ground.

As Spike was clutching his now bruised ribs, he noticed Shade standing over him and raised his foot but Spike managed to roll out of the way before the hunter slammed his foot to the ground.

Sunset then pounced at Shade but the hunter managed to dodge out of the way. The two stared down at each other before Shade lounged at the tigress with his knife but Sunset instantly caught his arm before he could do so.

Using this opportunity, Sunset swipes her claw at Shade’s face which causes the hunter to cry out in pain as he clutches his face and back away.

As Shade lowered his hand, Spike, Sunset, and the jungle girl can see three rows of fresh scars across his left eye down to his upper cheek.

“Now we’re even, motherfucker…” Sunset snarled.

Spike noticed a flash bang grenade Shade just dropped and managed to grab it.

“HEY!!!” Spike shouted at Shade which caused the latter to turn to him, “Eat this!” He then tosses the flash bang at Shade which instantly goes off and disorientates the hunter.

Spike, Sunset, and the jungle woman immediately ran out of the cave.

After escaping the danger, Sunset, Spike, and the jungle woman were in a clearing.

“Spike, are you okay?” Sunset asked.

“Yeah,” Spike answered, tired, but triumphant.

Without warning, the jungle woman was already pouncing on Spike, pinning him to the ground, and nuzzling her face against his, while purring nonstop.

“And what am I?” Sunset asked the jungle woman. “Chopped liver?”

Once again, Spike struggled to pry the woman off, but the woman wouldn’t let him. She has a strong grip on him, to say the least.

“She’s…really…strong!” Spike moaned from the woman’s tight bear hug. “And…grabby!”

“Well, if I didn’t know any better, I guess she just likes you,” Sunset explained.

“Yeah…I got the impression… But why?”

“I guess this is the first time she’s ever seen a man in years. Remember how all the other men are permanently savage beast-folks?”

“Yeah?”

“Well, since you’re the first man she’s ever seen who is…isn’t a Beast-Man, then I guess she’s become attached to ya, and…and…”

“And what?” Spike asked, when the woman started to nibble on his ear. “OW!”

Sunset chuckled nervously, before she revealed, “I think she’s chosen you as her mate.”

“Mate?!” Spike freaked out in alarm. “As in…marriage? Oh no. No thank you!” Spike denied as he continued desperately to escape. “I’m not—She’s—We don’t even know each other!”

“She doesn’t know that,” Sunset sighed, with a shake of her head. “She only knows one simple fact that you’re a him and she’s a her.”

Sunset chuckled to herself, “I guess even Dr. Grogar can’t take the ‘heat.’ If you get my meaning.”

“Okay, that is not funny, Sunset!” Spike scowled at the laughing Tiger-Woman, as he continued to struggle with the jungle woman, who grabbed him by the cheeks.

“Just get her off me!” He pleaded, as the woman continued to peck his face, three times.

Spike tried to escape, but the woman had him pinned down again, until Sunset let out a light growl to gently shoo her away.

After which, Spike was allowed up as he got up, to stretch his smarten arms and spine, from the hug.

“Anyway, let’s keep moving,” Sunset beckoned for Spike to follow, with the woman trailing behind.

Spike looked to the woman, who remains silent. The man almost felt bad he doesn’t know her name. Her real name, that is.

“I think we’re going to call you…Sweetie,” Spike said, putting his hand on the woman’s nose.

In response, the woman, now dubbed “Sweetie,” proceeded to purr to the touch of Spike’s hand.