Driven Batty

Chapters

One
Two
Three
Four
Five
Six
Seven
Eight
Nine
Ten
Twelve
Thirteen
End
Eleven

One

Author's Note

This story was supposed to be finished last October. Obviously, I overshot the mark quite a bit, but even so I hope you all enjoy it.

One

It was a quiet night in Ponyville.

To be fair, after the sun went down it was usually quiet, but tonight it was dead silent. There were no ponies on the streets. No laughter or talking could be heard from any house. Even the usual sounds of the nighttime animals were absent. This silence seemed nervous, almost frightened, as if the town’s inhabitants were under siege.

They were, in a sense, and had been for nearly a week.

Under the orders of Mayor Mare, no mare or stallion could leave their home unless it was the most dire of emergencies. This was to protect them from the one that so many were afraid of, the one that had been stalking the streets and the rooftops. It was because of this creature, this terror that Anonymous found himself walking through the streets at ten-thirty at night.

Unlike most of the town, Equestria’s only human didn’t seem ill at ease walking around at night. For one, while his sense of smell was much worse than a ponies he could see much better in the dim light, so if anyone were attempting to sneak up on him he had a good chance of seeing them. He was also considerably larger than any mare or stallion. Even Princess Celestia, known as a giant amongst ponykind, was shorter than him by a head.

His confidence might have been unfounded, but he was relatively confident that he’d be able to defend himself if needed, though he really didn’t want to. This was because the person that had the whole town in an uproar, the one that had ponies putting boards over their windows and extra locks on their doors, was a mare known by all that lived here. A mare that had become a monster through no fault of her own, and the reason why he was making his way to Twilight Sparkle’s castle.

The castle’s doors, usually unlocked and open for any, even this late, were shut tight. No doubt Spike had blocked them with a board bigger than he was. Anon grabbed onto the tasteful knocker and slammed it against the door three times, each heavy, dull thud echoing into the night.

“Who is it?” a voice called almost immediately from the other side of the door. “We’re closed, especially if you’re a creepy monster!”

“It’s me, Spike,” Anon said.

“What’s the password?” Spike demanded.

The human frowned. “Password? I didn’t know there was a password.”

“There… isn’t,” Spike admitted. “But how do I know if you’re Anon? You could be the monster making yourself sound like him!”

“You remember when you asked me to buy that dirty magazine when we were up in Canterlot? If I remember it was called Busty MILFs Three--”

The front door swung open. Spike, who was wearing a pot on top of his head, holding a ladle, shushed him. “Alright, alright. It’s you, it’s you,” he said, eyes darting around. “Come on in.”

He waved the human in with his free claw, looking outside before disappearing back inside. Shaking his head, Anon followed him. He barely managed to step inside before the drake slammed the door, locking the door, then the other ten locks that appeared to have been recently installed. Sure enough, he also had a 4x4 leaned against the wall. He picked it up, struggling to place it into metal hinges that had also been recently installed. Anon, trying not to laugh, took pity on the little guy, taking it out of his claws and putting it in place.

“Whoo. Thanks,” Spike said, wiping a bead of sweat from his brow.

“You sure you don’t have enough locks?” Anon teased. “I bet you could one or two more at the tippy top of the door if you really want to.”

“Har, har, har. I’m not taking any chances with a monster running around out there.”

“And why not? A monster comes to town and wrecks the place like once a week.”

“Not this kind of monster. Not…” Spike looked around, then whispered: “Not a vampire.”

There was a burst of light, followed by a loud boom. Anon jumped, looking through the front door’s glass window.

“Was that lightning?” he said. “I thought we weren’t getting any thunderstorms until next week…”

The human looked around a bit and, seeing no rainclouds--which only confused him more--he turned back toward the dragon.

“You’re going to be fine,” he said. “And don’t go calling anyone a monster. Fluttershy isn’t a monster; there’s just something weird going on with her.”

“She’s going to eat somepony!” Spike said, looking around the hall fearfully, as if he expected the yellow pegasus to be hiding in the shadows. “Or turn them into her thrall, or a zombie, or--”

“You need to quit reading all of those comic books, buddy,” Anon said. “She’s not a--”

He turned, looking outside.

“Vampire.”

There was no flash of light, no boom. Frowning, Anon nevertheless continued.

“I really don’t know what’s going on, but what I do know is that Twilight is gonna fix it. She’s gonna fix it, and probably use some Rube Goldberg machine while doing it.”

Anon began walking down the hall. Spike, clearly panicked at just the thought of being left alone, was quick to follow him.

“I know she will. That doesn’t make this any less scary,” the dragon said with a shiver. “Just the thought of her biting into my neck gives me the hibby jibbies.”

“She’d probably have a hard time with your scales. That and you can do the whole fire breathing thing.”

“You’d think that’d keep me safe, but that’s just t wouldn’t help at all. Their fangs can punch through diamond! They can turn into things too. Mist, worms, wolves! Fluttershy could be in here right now and there’s nothing we could do about it! We wouldn’t even know until we felt her breath on our--”

Anon placed a hand on Spike’s head. The dragon let out a yelp at the contact, and would have jumped up toward the ceiling if not for that hand.

“You’ll be alright, buddy,” he said. “And hey, do me a favor and try not to think like that huh? Twilight’s probably been worried about this, Starlight too I bet. You need to step it up and be the man of the house. Be their strong dragon rock.”

Spike took a deep breath. “You’re… you’re right,” he said, puffing his chest out. “I need to be strong. For them.”

“You always are, my man,” Anon said with a smile. “You just need to be even stronger. Just for a little while until Flutters is fixed.”

Spike nodded, looking up at the human with a smile. “Thanks, Anon. I needed that.”

“Don’t mention it. Now, why don’t you take me where Twi is. I might be leading right now, but I have absolutely no idea where the heck I’m going.”

Spike quickly took the lead, marching forward with purpose on his stubby little legs. Twilight was, no surprise, in the library.

While the old treebrary had been destroyed and Twilight was now a princess, the alicorn was still a nerdy librarian at heart. She had created a public library in her castle, and even now insisted on organizing every shelf at least twice a month. It wasn’t as popular as Twilight hoped, as the country folk of Ponyville really weren’t all that interested in books--they hadn’t been even when she was a unicorn, much to her dismay--but she still put in the effort, and that had to count for something right?

The library was usually the textbook definition of neat. Books all perfectly lined up on their shelves, and not a speck of dust to be seen. As Anon stepped through the open doors however, it was everything but.

Books were stacked right on nearly every table. There were a dozen chalkboards with formulas that the human couldn’t make heads or tails of. Starlight was draped over a couch, her mane and clothes a mess sawing logs.

Twilight was pacing back and forth in front of a chalkboard, hands behind her back. Just like her library, the usually well put together mare was a mess. Her vest was completely unbuttoned and dirty. Her hair looked like it hadn’t been washed in a week, and her wings looked even worse. Her eyes were bloodshot, and there were bags underneath them. She was mumbling something to herself as both Anon and Spike entered the room, looking down at the floor.

“Twilight?” Spike said. “Anon’s here.”

The princess’s ears perked up. Looking up at them, she smiled.

“Anon, thank you for coming.”

“No problem, Twi,” Anon replied, making his way over to her. “You, uh… you alright there? It looks like you haven’t slept for a month.”

“It hasn’t been that long,” Twilight said, running a hand through her mane. “Just a few days. Starlight and myself have been looking through every book to try to find out exactly what’s wrong with Fluttershy. That and going with the other girls trying to find where she hides when the sun comes up…”

She let out a sigh, shoulders slumping.

“It’s been… rough.”

“I’m sure. You find where she goes?” Anon asked

“We couldn’t find her anywhere,” Twilight replied. “We looked through the Whitetail, and through the Everfree, and anywhere else we could think of, but it’s like she’s a ghost. We tried to wait when the sun was about to come up to see if she goes in a certain direction when she leaves, but she just disappears. Not only that, but she can teleport around town. I’ve had ponies telling me they’ve seen her looking at them through their windows at the same time another hears her flying around through the streets!”

The alicorn threw up her arms, exhaustion turning into frustration.

“Alright… if you can’t find her, have you at least figured out what happened? Why is she like how she is now?” Anon asked, walking over to place a hand on her shoulder.

“I… think so,” Twilight said slowly. “There’s a collection of journals written during the Equestrian Civil War. Nightmare Moon and her followers were losing and desperate, so they began creating things with some very dark magic. They made weapons, potions, but more importantly, they infected animals. The journals said something about them infecting fruit bats with a magical disease that turned regular ponies into--” She looked around. “--Vampires.”

Again, a flash of light could be seen through the windows in the library, followed by a boom. Anon jumped, brow furrowing as Twilight began pacing again.

“In fact, I believe that the legends about them stem from the ponies that the rebels experimented on. They were supposed to sow discord in Celestia’s ranks; make it even more dangerous than it already was, as well as be a tool of terror for the populace. The journals said that the war was won before enough bats could be infected, and the notes about it were burned and the animals were culled to keep anypony from getting their hands on them.”

“So, you think some of the bats actually got away then?” Anon asked.

“It’s possible,” Twilight said with a nod. “The disease must have morphed over these thousand years into something completely different.”

“Different?”

“Yes, since the journals told of how those ponies infected turning into husks and grew rows of teeth like sharks.”

“That’s pretty… metal.”

“They said a lot worse, and you wouldn’t want me to really go into detail. As unlikely as it seems, Fluttershy must have been bitten by an infected bat, which turned her into the apple addicted creature scaring the daylights out of everypony.”

Twilight shrugged.

“Though that’s just a theory. It could be a hundred different things, but until we bring her here and I can take a look at her we won’t know for sure. Which is where you come in.”

She walked over to one of the chalkboards. She flipped it over, revealing the other side, which had a drawing that sorta looked like him. All around that sketch was more formulas and numbers and some random words and letters.

“There might be a chance that Fluttershy’s bite can infect other ponies. This is why I asked Mayor Mare to order the emergency curfew. Equestria doesn’t need night-loving, fruit addicted, fanged ponies running around. No good will come out of that. Since you aren’t a pony, and since you seem to be highly resistant to most forms of magic, dark or otherwise--you walking through a field full of Poison Joke being an example--I’m very confident that even if she bites you you’ll be fine.”

“Confident, but not one hundred percent sure?”

“You can never be completely sure about anything, Anon.”

“If I’m trying to capture a vampire pony then I’d sorta like my chances of being okay to be one hundred percent, Twi.”

“You’ll be fine,” Twilight said with a wave of her hand. “I’m… eighty-seven percent sure. She seems to mostly stay around Sweet Apple Acres to feed so it shouldn’t be THAT difficult to find her. The tricky bit will be capturing her, but I believe you can do it.”

“...You know that mare can throw bears, right Twilight? Like tossing an actual black bear through the air like it was a stuffed animal. Are you sure you can’t just use your magic to teleport her here or something?”

“Anon, please,” Twilight said, clasping her hands together. “I know it doesn’t sound like the best plan, but I don’t want another pony getting bit. I’m also wary about using magic on Fluttershy in case whatever turned her into this reacts negatively. Ponies around town are starting to get really scared, and I don’t want them trying anything they’d regret. I need your help. Fluttershy needs your help!”

Anon looked down at the desperate mare. He was no master tactician, but he couldn’t help but feel like this wasn’t the best of ideas. Why not leave traps around down? Maybe a bunch of nets, or a few cages with apples in them? At the very least, he would have liked some sort of backup.

As he looked in the princess’s eyes, he could see that she was near the end of her rope. He owed this little purple dork a lot; far more than he would have liked to admit.

Sighing, he nodded. “Alright. I’ll go see if I can get her,” he said. “I’ll need a day or so to get some things ready though. Is that alright?”

Twilight’s eyes lit up, a great big smile coming to her face. “Thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou!” she said, leaping toward and aggressively hugging him.

Anon had to tilt his head back to keep her horn from hitting his cheek. He gave her back a few pats.

“You’re welcome. Now why don’t you go ahead and get some shuteye?”

Twilight pulled her face from his chest. “But--” she began.

“I need you in tip-top shape,” the human interrupted. “You and Starlight. Neither of you can be in tip-top shape if you haven’t slept in days.”

He grabbed her shoulders, pulling her away. He then leaned down so that they were face to face.

“Go to bed. I’ll be back at the castle around noon. If you don’t sleep Spike will let me know, right buddy?”

“Right!” Spike chirped with a smart salute.

Twilight’s shoulders slumped a little more, her wings drooping nearly to the floor. She looked down at the floor, ears folded against her skull.

“I… alright. I’ll try to get some sleep,” she said.

Anon smiled. “Great! Spike, why don’t you escort Twi to her room? I’ll grab Starlight here.”

Spike scurried over, grabbing Twilight’s sleeve. The alicorn made no resistance as he lead her out of the library. Anon, meanwhile, walked over to Starlight. Bending over, he carefully scooped the mare up into his arms. Despite his best efforts, Starlight stirred, one of her eyes cracking open.

“Hmm… Anon, what’s going on?” she asked with a yawn as he stood up.

“Don’t worry, Glimmy, I’m just kidnapping you is all,” Anon replied as the unicorn stretched lazily.

“Oh, okay. Just make sure there’s no books wherever you’re taking me,” Starlight mumbled, resting her head against his chest and closing her eyes. “If I look at another book again I swear to Celestia I’m going to be a villain again…”

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The next day came quickly. Anon admittedly didn’t get as much sleep as he would have, but even so was at the castle at twelve o’clock sharp. Twilight and Starlight were up and looking much better. The other girls were there as well, each looking as just exhausted as the two had looked last night.

Over some coffee and donuts, Twilight told the girls her plan. Rainbow, who was the most affected out of all of them over what was happening to Fluttershy, had attempted to insist that she accompany the human. It took almost an hour of arguing for Twilight to explain why that was a horrible idea. The others, though not as stubborn as Dash had been, still had concerns over the plan.

Each gave their own thoughts and ideas on how things could be improved. Hours seemed to pass in the blink of an eye. Anon found himself with a rope, a magical flare that would alert the girls if things went south, and some clothing for Fluttershy, as Rarity insisted the poor girl needed them since she had been, “galavanting through Celestia knows what for days on end.” What might have been the most important thing however came from Pinkie Pie.

The party pony had created a muffin especially to attract Fluttershy. While it looked like an ordinary muffin, the mare had insisted that it was the most apple-y muffin that had ever and would ever be created. What she exactly meant by that Pinkie had refused to elaborate. It did smell a lot like apples, so it might help.

Applejack had mentioned that she had seen a lot of apple cores all over her western fields. Fluttershy would no doubt be somewhere around there during the night, as the pegasus seemed to really enjoy granny smith apples.

By the time that the sun came down, Anon really didn’t feel as if the plan had gotten all that better, but he was already in too deep to back out now. Hopefully the ponies were just making a mountain out of a molehill and this would be a piece of cake. Hopefully.

As the sun began to set, the girls wished the human luck and went back to the safety of their homes. Anon went with Applejack to the farm. He was led to the farm house and was invited in for some cake and coffee with the family. Mac and Applebloom seemed relieved that he was here to get rid of Fluttershy. Apparently, her nightly visits had made sleeping difficult, as well as stressed out the animals. After the cake, Applejack let him know that if she saw his flare, her and Big Mac would come running, no matter what Twilight said. While he appreciated the thought, he really hoped it wouldn’t come to that.

After the cake, Big Mac led him outside. Pointing out the direction of the western fields, the big red stallion pulled him into a hug, wished him the best of luck, and disappeared back into the house. The second the door closed the sound of locks being turned could be heard as clear as day.

Anon stood on the front porch, now more than a little nervous. He watched the sun dip over the horizon, licking his lips.

“Alright. I got my muffin. I got my flare. I got these clothes. Time to go ahead and save the day I guess. God… I better not get eaten tonight. I got a dart tournament this weekend…”

With that, he stepped off the porch and began walking. Luna’s moon was already making its ascent into the sky, casting its pale light. The temperature was beginning to drop as well, causing him to shiver.

Anon had been to Applejack’s farm many times, but he had never seen it this quiet. It put him on edge, had his head on a swivel as he walked through rows upon rows of apple trees. He walked around for what felt like an hour, listening and looking. He eventually made his way toward a small hill and looked out on the expansive farm. There were trees as far as the eye could see, the farmhouse, and the barn. Miles away, he could see the houses in town, see lights shine out through windows. What he didn’t see was a yellow vampire horse woman.

“Well, I guess the night is young. Can’t expect her to fly here right away…”

Finding an old stump, he pulled out the box for the muffin that Pinkie had given him. He took the muffin out, placing it onto the stump. Stepping away, he then looked around. Still no Fluttershy. With a shrug, he made his way over to a tree and sat down. Leaning against it, he placed his hands in his lap and tried to get as comfortable as he could.

Minutes turned into hours. Things were still worryingly silent, but there was still no sign of the pegasus. Anon did what he could to keep himself entertained, looking up at Luna’s stars, then trying to count how many apples were in the tree he was sitting under. He did his best to stay vigilant, keeping an eye out and making sure that the muffin was still sitting on the stump where he left it.

He must have fallen asleep sometime in the night because he found himself jerking awake.

“Wha…”

Rubbing his eye, he leaned forward, looking all around. The field was still silent and still, but as he looked over to the stump he saw that the muffin was nowhere to be seen.

“Shit.”

Pushing himself to his feet, he walked over to the stump. Seeing something on the ground, he bent over to pick it up. It was the wrapper for the muffin. Anon examined the wrapper, a frown on his face. He knew the critters on this crazy planet were a lot smarter than they had any right to be, but he had never met one that unwrapped food, which must have meant that he had himself a visitor of the yellow pegasus variety.

Quietly, the human cursed himself. He could have caught Fluttershy on the first night, but because he couldn’t keep his eyes open she had slipped away. Who knows where she was now. No doubt she was somewhere in town, or in the Everfree. Heck, she could have been in Canterlot or Las Pegasus for all he knew.

There was a hiss behind him, letting him know that he was no longer alone. Slowly, he looked over his shoulder.

It was Fluttershy. The sweater and pants she was wearing were torn and dirty. Her ears looked more pointed and longer. Her mane, usually pristine, looked like a rats nest, all full of knots with twigs and other things in it. Her wings were leathery and bat-like. Her eyes, once blue and gentle, were blood red and almost feral in appearance. The mare had a half-eaten muffin in her hand, staring at him with her lips drawn back into a snarl, revealing a set of long, sharp looking teeth.

Anon turned to face her. “I guess Twilight wasn’t foolin’ when she said you changed,” he said. “You look crazy right now, Flutters. I mean, look at you…”

He took a step toward her. Fluttershy hissed again, extending both of her wings.

“Easy,” he said, making calming motions with his hands. “I’m not going to hurt you, Fluttershy. I just want to take you back to Twilight so she can take a look at you. You remember me, right? It’s Anon. Anon the human. If you can understand me why don’t you go ahead and say someth--”

He blinked, and to his surprise she was no longer standing in front of him.

“What the--”

Something jumped onto his back. Arms wrapped around his shoulders and legs wrapped around his waist. Before Anon could so much as make a sound, Fluttershy bit down onto his neck.

Those fangs of hers had looked awfully long from five feet away. Buried to the root into his neck as they now were, they felt a heck of a lot longer. They also hurt. A lot.

“Fucking--Owowowowowo!”

Anon flailed, trying to buck the pegasus off him. Fluttershy held onto him tightly, her tongue lapping up the blood that quickly began to seep from the bitemarks. Anon ran around the trees, swearing and yelling. He reached behind himself, trying to get a handful of her.

“Get off me… stupid… YOU’RE NOT A REAL GODDAMN VAMPIRE! YOU’RE A PEGASUS THAT’S SCARED OF THUNDERSTORMS FOR FUCKS SAKE! STOP BITING ME!”

After a few attempts, he managed to grab Fluttershy’s mane. He tugged on it, hoping that it’d make her let go. Unfortunately, it had the opposite effect, making her bite down harder, which had him yelping. His hand left her mane and moved toward her mouth. He managed to force three fingers into her maw, where he moved them toward the back of her jaw. Shaking from adrenaline, he forced her mouth open and yanked her head back.

It was Fluttershy’s turn to yelp, though it was more in surprise than pain. Her grip on him loosened. His hand left her mouth and grabbed a handful of sweater, yanking her around so that they were face to face.

Anon was panting, blood dripping down his neck. “What the FUCK is wrong with you, you crazy horse?” he demanded.

Fluttershy staring up at him. Baring bloody fangs, she hissed at him once again.

Now, before Anonymous had learned the magic of friendship from these lovely colorful horse creatures, he wasn’t what one would have considered the nicest of people. In fact, many would have considered him nothing less than an absolute shithead. He had calmed down considerably under Twilight Sparkle and her friends, but every now and again his old self would rear its ugly head.

The second he heard the hiss, something in him snapped. He remembered something that his old man used to tell him when he was very young. Do unto others as they would do you, but really give them the business if they try to screw you over. She wanted to pretend to be a knock-off Dracula and bite him? He’d show her how it felt.

He pulled her close, and moving his head right above where her sweater met fur he bit down as hard as he could. He bit down so hard that it felt like he was going to pull out his own two front teeth, but he was too mad to care. A pony’s fur was a lot thicker than his own skin, but even so he quickly tasted blood.

Fluttershy went as stiff as a board as he bit down. She grabbed his shoulders, her fingernails digging into his shirt. Her hooves twitched and jerked as she let out strained, quick breaths until, all of the sudden, she went limp in his arms, her bat wings drooping down onto the ground.

Anon pulled away, turning his head and spitting the blood out of his mouth. “How do you fucking like it?” he said. “Doesn’t feel too good, huh?”

Fluttershy said nothing. She just stared at him with half-lidded eyes, mouth partially open.

“Now, I’m taking you to Twilight’s. You try running or try biting me again I swear to God you’ll get a lot worse than a bite. You got me?”

The pegasus nodded. Cursing under his breath, Anon put her down, reaching up to touch the bite marks in his neck. As he did so he winced.

“Good. Now come on. I need someone to look at this. You better not give me horse rabies or something, I swear to Christ…”

Two

“Owowowowow! Quit pressing down so hard!”

“I’m not pressing down hard. Now hold still you baby.”

Anon bit down on his shirt, his eyes bulging as Starlight dabbed the throbbing bite mark on his neck with a cotton ball. There were a half dozen or so other bloody cotton balls, all sitting on a metal tray that the unicorn had on the table next to them.

“You are pressing!”

“No I’m not. Boy, she really did get you, huh?”

There had been a flurry of activity the moment he had stepped inside the castle. Twilight had him carry Fluttershy into a room, wherein she had been locked in. He had then been led to the library, where all of the residents of the castle were waiting, all of which were wearing orange hazmat suits just like Starlight.

The princess was a few feet away, furiously scribbling down onto a notepad. Spike was near the door, a broom in hand. From the look on his face, the drake looked ready to charge him if he so much as looked at an apple.

“Ahhhhhh… Stoprubbingitlikethat!”

“It’s not going to get clean if I don’t apply some pressure,” Starlight said, rubbing something into his wound. “Not keep holding still. I’m almost done.”

“Do you need anything, Anon?” Twilight asked. “If you’re woozy please let us know.”

“Some juice please,” Anon said, face scrunched up and eyes shut tight. “It feels like she took a pint or two out of me...”

Though he didn’t see it, Spike’s eyes narrowed. “What kind of juice?” the dragon asked, leveling his broom at the human.

“Spike, buddy. I just got treated like a chew toy by the town scaredy cat. If you whack me I’m throwing you and Starlight here out a win--OWWWWWWW!”

Starlight slapped an extra large bandage--with far too much force--onto Anon’s neck. Brushing her gloved hands off of the bottom of her suit, she stood up.

“There. I stopped the bleeding. We’ll need to keep an eye on it, but I think you’ll be okay. You big baby.”

Anon gave the mare a dirty look. “You… thanks, Glimmy.”

Starlight sweetly smiled. “You’re very welcome. Spike, do you wanna come to the kitchen with me to get Anon his juice?”

Spike looked at her, then at Twilight, his face scrunching up. “I don’t know.... What if he turns into a vampire and tries to eat Twilight?”

“If he does just hit him in the neck, Twi. He’ll start crying like a baby.”

The human took a swipe at the unicorn, who dodged it with a cackle, making her way toward the door. Spike, after a few moments of hesitation, followed her. Anon tossed his bloody shirt into the trash, then tried to get onto his knees, only for the world to start spinning. He sat back down, closing his eyes.

Twilight, who looked a little green, quickly walked over. She was never that good with blood, but she did her best to keep her mind off it, using her magic to move the garbage can as far away as she could while kneeling down next to him. “Just lay there, Anon. Are you sure you’re okay? If we need to, I’d be happy to have Spike sent a message to somepony at the horsepital--”

“Don’t worry about it,” Anon said, raising a hand. “I’ll be alright. Some rest will do me good. I just need to go home and sleep. In a few hours I’ll be as right as rain.”

When he no longer felt quite as sick, he cracked open an eye to look up at the Princess. Twilight was biting her lower lip, giving him a look that he recognized. It was a look that told him he wasn’t going to like the next thing that came out of her mouth.

For a moment, he considered letting the silence drag on. Silence would probably be better than what she was about to tell him. Unfortunately, he was tired, he was sore, and he had lost a lot more blood tonight than he wanted. So, with a sigh, he decided to go ahead and rip the preverbal bandaid off.

“I’m not going home tonight, huh?” he said.

Slowly, Twilight shook her head. “You… you can’t. Not after being bit,” she said. “I know I said that there was a good chance you wouldn’t become infected, but…”

“You don’t want a big weirdo running around biting other ponies and eating all the apples, I get it,” Anon said. “It’s not your fault. I should have been paying more attention.”

“You won’t be a prisoner,” Twilight said, reaching over to squeeze his shoulder. “I just think it’ll be best if we observe you for a few days to make sure you stay, well, you. I’m sorry, Anon. Really, I am. I wish we could have come up with a better plan to catch Fluttershy. Making suits for me and the girls, figuring out a spell, finding where she was hiding; something.”

While he wasn’t all that happy, Anon nevertheless reached up to pat Twilight’s hand. “It’ll be just like when I first got here. Hopefully, here I’ll have somewhere decent to sleep, and not that old, tiny couch like back in the treebary.”

Twilight giggled. “I could never find a big enough bed for you. I looked for so long. If you’d have let me, I would have gotten one custom made.”

Anon smiled. “And how would we have gotten upstairs? If you would have gotten one that big we wouldn’t have been able to move.”

The princess giggled again, leaning down and hugging him, making sure to mind his neck. “Thanks for not being mad,” she said, nuzzling the side of his head.

“Oh, I’m mad. I just… get it,” Anon replied, leaning back into her. “Besides, I figured I was going to need to come over here for the next few days anyway to help with whatever you and Starlight are doing to Fluttershy.”

“We would appreciate the help.”

“Do me a favor though. Well, two favors actually.”

“Whatever you need.”

“First: please make sure there’s a bed that’ll fit me. I’ve been sleeping in the custom one I have at home for so long I can’t go back to my feet hanging in the open air again.”

Twilight smiled, wrapping a wing protectively around him. “I wouldn’t worry about that. Every bed in this castle is giant. They should even fit you.”

“Alright. Second thing then: if you need to take blood from me or Fluttershy, let Starlight do it. You look paler than me right now.”

Starlight and Spike walked into the library, a cold glass of orange juice and some snacks in hand, just in time to see Twilight burst out laughing.

~_~_~_~_~_~

“Now you hold her steady, Anon. I’ll be as quick as I can.”

Fluttershy stared angrily at Starlight as the unicorn walked toward her, a needle and some vials in hand. She bared her fangs, letting out a hiss.

It had been an absolute nightmare getting the pegasus to stand still. Anon had walked into her room to find that the mare was somehow hanging upside down on the ceiling. He was just tall enough to jump up to grab her, but each time he tried she’d scurry away. A better part of an hour had passed before he managed to get ahold of her, and another ten minutes of trying to pull her batty self off the stupid ceiling. Thankfully, while she hissed and didn’t look particularly happy, she didn’t try biting him again.

He did eventually get her to ground level. She continued to struggle, but he was able to carry her toward the bed and pull her into his lap. It was then that the girls came in, ready to study and examine. Spike, the brave dragon that he was, stayed outside with his trusty broom, ready to storm the place if he heard any shouting.

Fluttershy attempted to extend her wings as Starlight took another step toward her. They smacked against Anon’s arms. He held onto her all the tighter.

“Hold still,” he said, trying to cover her eyes with a hand. “You’re getting blood taken and you’re gonna like it.”

Fluttershy just hissed again as Starlight placed the vials down onto the bed. Twilight handed her a disinfecting wipe before turning around. As she brought the needle close, Anon looked away.

Starlight rolled her eyes. “What is wrong with you guys? It’s just a little needle.”

“It’s not the needle that I don’t like, it’s the blood,” Twilight insisted, her ears folded against her skull.

“It’s the needle for me,” Anon said, face scrunching up. “Those suckers can punch through a car tire. I don’t like ‘em, so hurry up and get that thing away from me.”

Starlight just scoffed, mumbling something under her breath. Fluttershy tensed in the human’s arms, trying to reach up to swipe at the unicorn as she collected two vials from her. Setting them down, she pulled up one of Anon’s sleeves.

“What are you doing?” he asked.

With a flash of her horn, another disinfecting wipe appeared in Starlight’s hand, along with a brand new syringe.

“I need blood from you too,” she said, disinfecting his arm with the wipe.

“No you don’t. Get that thing away from me, or I’m letting Fluttershy go.”

“Don’t be a foal. It’ll take three seconds.”

Anon turned to glare at the unicorn, only to pale as she pulled off the cap on the syringe, revealing the needle. He quickly looked away as Starlight moved it toward his arm. Fluttershy let out a grunt as his grip on her tightened significantly when he felt a pinch.

“Hurry up,” he said, face scrunched up.

“I’m going as quick as I can,” Starlight replied, shaking her head. “ I swear, me and Fluttershy here are the only ones in this house that aren’t a couple of sissies.”

Fluttershy, again, tried to swipe at the unicorn, her fangs bared.

It took only a minute for two vials of blood to be taken, but it felt like an hour for the human. A thin sheen of sweat covered his body, and it took considerable effort not to sink down onto the bed. If Fluttershy had wanted to get out of his grasp now he would have been very hard-pressed to stop her.

“There we go,” Starlight said, pulling the syringe away. With a flash of her horn, it was gone. “That wasn’t so bad now, was it?”

“It was terrible,” Anon said, closing his eyes.

“Worse than getting bit in the neck and losing a half-gallon of blood?” Starlight asked, grabbing her vials.

“I’d rather get bitten again than have any more blood taken.”

“You really are a weirdo. Here.”

She placed something on his arm. Anon cracked open an eye to see it was a bandaid.

“A big bandaid for a big, brave stallion,” she said with a giggle.

“You keep it up, Glim Glam, I swear to god…”

Starlight just laughed, adding insult to injury by giving his head a few pats before making her way over to Twilight. It was only when she pocketed the vials did Twilight turn around.

“Well then, now that horrible business is over and done with, we can start running some tests,” she said. “Anon, are you feeling alright?”

“I’ll be alright,” Anon replied with a slow nod. “I just need a few minutes.”

“Are you gonna be okay with Fluttershy?” Starlight asked. “Do you need us to restrain her so you can get up?”

“I should be alright. She might growl and snarl, but she really isn’t trying all that hard to get away. You guys go ahead and head out. I’ll try to see if I can get her cleaned up like we talked about, Twi.”

“Alright, but if you need anything just call,” Twilight said. “In an hour or so, one of us will be around to let you out.”

Both ponies quickly made their way toward the door, Twilight talking about beakers and electrons and things Anon couldn’t make heads or tails of. They closed the door behind them, which was followed by the telltale sound of a lock clicking into place, leaving him and Fluttershy alone.

He released his grip on the pegasus. “Alright, Flutters. You can get up now,” he said, nudging her side.

Fluttershy made no move to get out of his lap. She just kept sitting there, ears perked up toward the door. She was staring intently at it, as if she expected someone to walk through.

“Fluttershy, get up. You need to go take a shower,” Anon said, flicking her ear. “You haven’t bathed or taken a shower in a week. You’ll feel better if you do. Rainbow dropped some of your clothes off. Fluttershy. Come on. I know you can understand me.”

He continued to poke and prod the mare while Fluttershy continued to stubbornly stay where she was. He had to eventually push her out of his lap and move her to the edge of the bed.

“Go shower,” he said, closing his eyes as he rubbed his face. “You don’t wanna stink, do you? I bet you got twigs and leaves all through your--”

A weight settled on top of him. Anon’s eyes snapped open, and he saw that the mare was now straddling him, her face so close to his that he could feel her warm breath. Her blood red eyes were glued to his bandaged throat.

He frowned. “You leave that alone,” he said. “It still hurts. Get off me too, I don’t need you touching it.”

She leaned, placing her muzzle right next to the wound. Anon tried to push her away, but she simply laid herself on top of him. Her mane tickled his chin as she deeply inhaled. Anon jumped, eyes widening.

“Alright, alright,” he said, forcing himself into a sitting position. When Fluttershy still clung to his lap he simply moved himself to the edge of the bed and stood up. “Enough of that. Come on."

Fluttershy let out a surprised hiss as she found herself lifted up and carried to the bathroom. Anon sat her down onto the toilet, then made his way back into the bedroom. Looking through drawers, he grabbed a towel and some clothes for the pegasus. Marching back into the bathroom, he put them on the sink.

“There’s shampoo and soap,” he said, pointing toward the shower. “Clean yourself off. Leave your dirty clothes in the bin over there, and quit being a fucking weirdo. Smelling folks like you’re some weird goddamn stalker…”

He spun around on his heel, walking back out of the bathroom and closing the door behind him. He stood there and waited until, thankfully, he heard the shower behind turned on. Shaking his head, he made his way back toward the bed and sat down.

Touching his neck, he made a face. He didn’t feel any different; his eyes were still the same color and he didn’t have a set of bat wings growing out of his bat, but it hadn’t been all that long since he had been bit.

Twilight said it could take days, or he could have a bad reaction to Fluttershy’s salvia, or a hundred other different things. The worst part about it was that the alicorn had listed off all these bad things that could happen to him as if she were excited.

Anon loved Twilight like a sister, but sometimes he really did wish she stopped being the biggest dork in Equestria for five minutes and learn a little bedside manner.

He rubbed his face with his hands. “They better find a cure quick, and I better not turn into a vampire. I don’t wanna be some stupid Twilight knock-off.”

Letting himself fall down onto the bed, he stared up at the ceiling. He probably didn’t have all that much to worry about. Twilight and Starlight, while a pair of weirdos, were as smart as they came. If there was anyone that could fix this it’d be the two of them. At the very least he hoped they’d clear him so he could go home. He didn’t like sleeping in this castle too much. It was too big, too cold. The treebrary was much better in his opinion.

The bathroom door creaked as it was opened. Anon kept looking up at the ceiling, willing his headache to go away.

“You get all cleaned up, Flutters?” he asked. “Behind the ears and everything? You know, if you’re hungry, I bet I can get you some--”

A towel was tossed at him, landing on his chest.

“--food…”

Anon looked at the wet towel. Picking his head up, he looked over at Fluttershy. The mare hadn’t put on any of the clothing that he had so nicely laid out for her. She was stark naked, her body wet and glistening.

The human had never seen the pegasus in anything more revealing than a one piece swimsuit, and even then she had been red-faced and mortified with wearing something so revealing. Here however, Fluttershy stood proudly, displaying her supermodel-like body for anyone that cared to see.

“Whatthehellareyoudoing?!” Leaping up, he made his way over to her, towel at the ready. “Are you outta your mind? What if someone walked in and saw you strutting around in your birthday suit?!”

He tried covering her up. Fluttershy, not taking her eyes off him, danced out of arm's reach. Anon couldn’t help but notice that she was very bouncy as she moved. Even so, he did his best to chase her around the room. After a few nerve-wracking minutes, checking every few seconds to make sure no one was about to barge into the room, he eventually managed to corner her.

“You might be an apple eating, bite-y weirdo, Flutters, but you’re not a little kid,” he said, covering her with the towel. “In no universe should I have to tell you to put some clothes on.”

Fluttershy cocked her head to the side, muzzle scrunching as she looked at him. “Does my Count not like my body?”

Anon nearly dropped the towel. He stared down at her, eyes slowly narrowed. “I knew you could talk,” he said.

“Of course,” Fluttershy replied with a flick of her mane. “I simply choose not to whenever the cattle are present.”

“...The what?”

“Those sun worshipping weaklings that dared steal our lifeblood.” The pegasus bared her fangs, her red eyes welling up in fury. “They were not worth speaking to. Their worth only extends to apple production and the lackluster blood they carry in their pitiful forms.”

“What the heck are you--Fluttershy, what is wrong with you? You have everyone worried sick.”

The mare scoffed. “I no longer concern myself with those weak creatures. They are beneath me,” she said with a fanged smile.

She wrapped her arms around his neck with a giggle, nuzzling his face before Anon could do anything.

“Help me escape from these worthless ponies, so that we may both dance under the Nightmare’s holy moonlight~”

Anon stared back at her. His eyes slowly narrowed.

~_~_~_~_~_~

“I’m tellin’ you, Twi. She can talk, and she was talking about Nightmare Moon.”

“Calm down, Anon.”

“She called you guys cattle! Something about blood and apples too!”

“Did you really need to tie her up?”

“What the hell are you talking about?! Of course I had to tie the loonie up.”

Twilight shook her head, looking over at Fluttershy. The pegasus was lying on the bed, naked, and securely tied up with bedsheets. She was wrapped up so tightly that she looked more knot than mare. Fluttershy looked less than pleased, glaring up at Starlight as the mare poked and prodded her.

“Well, Twi. It looks like her being infected with some kind of mutated magical disease from the Civil War might have some teeth,” she said. “If Anon isn’t telling tales--”

“I’m not.

“--She did say Nightmare’s holy moonlight, not Luna’s.”

“It is strange,” Twilight said, stroking her chin. “We can’t say anything for certain yet however. It’s too early to start making wild accusations.”

She turned toward the human.

“Anon, did she say or do anything else?”

“Did I say something about her talking weird?” he asked. “Flutter’s had an accent, like was from Transylvania or something.”

“Transylvania?”

“Don’t worry about it,” Anon said with a wave of his hand. “She just sounds different now. Acts different too, obviously. She also called me her Count.”

Twilight raised an eyebrow. “Her count? Like the noble rank?”

“I don’t think she was asking me to count to ten for her, Twi.”

Starlight snorted, giving Fluttershy another poke. The pegasus attempted to hiss through her makeshift gag.

“So, not only is she speaking about Nightmare Moon, she thinks you’re a noble of some kind. This disease really is making her confused, huh?” she said.

“Have you guys figured anything out yet with our blood samples?” Anon asked, watching as Twilight made her way over to Fluttershy.

“In the twenty minutes or so of having it before you went crazy? No. The only thing we were able to confirm in that time is that what I took from you both was blood.”

“Hey, it’s not my fault. When I freak out my Eagle Scout training kicks in.”

“He’s right,” Twilight said, taking her turn to poke Fluttershy. “When the girls and I first met Anon he somehow managed to get ahold of Applejack’s rope. I still don’t know how he did it, but tied us all up so thoroughly that I couldn’t free us with magic.”

“I was one of the best knot-makers in my state,” Anon said matter-of-factly. “There was a competition for it and everything.”

Both Twilight and Starlight looked back at him, then at each other. Both looked distinctly unimpressed.

“And ponies say my kite hobby is weird,” Starlight said.

“There’s nothing weird about knowing how to tie a truck ball hitch, Glimmy. It could save your life.”

“Well… you did manage to tie up Fluttershy here pretty good,” Starlight said, placing her hands on her hips. “Whatcha think, Twi?”

“I think this changes some things,” Twilight replied. “We had assumed that Fluttershy was operating on a more animalistic thought process. Now that we’re aware that she can talk and rationalize like a normal person this could get somewhat tricky, especially since she doesn’t seem all that friendly to regular ponies…”

“Yeah, I don’t like that whole cattle bit,” Starlight admitted, making a face. “Why don’t we put that thought aside for a bit and get this feisty filly dressed first? It’s hard to think like a scientist when Flutter’s looks like somepony straight out of a BDSM magazine.”

~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~

All was quiet in the Crystal Castle. Everypony had gone to bed hours ago, all of them exhausted after a long, stress-filled day. All of them but one.

All seemed normal outside of Fluttershy’s quarters. Twilight herself had come to inspect the door and check to see that the locking spell she had placed upon it was still in mint condition before turning in for the night. It would have taken a magic user of great talent to even attempt to undo the spell. With Fluttershy being a pegasus, there was no worry in the alicorn’s mind.

That confidence would be to her detriment.

As the clock outside struck midnight, there was a change in the air. A fine red mist began to seep out from underneath the bottom of the door. More and more of it poured out, floating away to the center of the hall, where it began to condense. If someone would have walked by, they would have been able to watch the mist solidify and slowly take form, changing from red to yellow. A pair of arms formed, then legs and wings. A torso and head followed until, in the blink of an eye, Fluttershy stood.

The mare’s batlike ears perked up. She could hear the rhythmic thud of heartbeats. It did not matter that they were in different parts of the castle, tucked away behind closed doors. She could hear them as if her ear were pressed against their chests.

There was a slow, steady beat of Spike, Starlight’s quicker and lighter beat, and Twilight’s steady pumping. Then there was the slow but powerful beat of her beloved, her Count. Unlike the beating hearts of the cattle, his was different. His heart had a different tone; a certain sound that was unlike anything she had heard before. This was no country bumpkin earth pony, no air-headed pegasi. This was the heartbeat of a creature from another world; a being that had stolen her heart as soon as his teeth had sunk into her neck.

She hurried toward the sound with a pep in her step. The shadows clung to her as she walked, so much so any that would have been wandering the halls would have just seen her glowing red eyes.

She passed the rooms of Spike and Starlight. A part of her wished to visit them, to enjoy the taste of unsuspecting prey, but she could not bear the thought of being away from her Count for a moment longer. Perhaps another day.

His door was locked, but that proved no issue for her. She slipped into his room the same way she exited hers, finding herself in darkness. Even in this she could see him as if it were daylight.

He was in his bed, the covers sitting just below his chest. He was on his back, his breath slow and steady. She took a step toward him, drinking in every inch of his body that she could see. His scent hung heavy in the air, and the sound of his heart beating was like thunder in her ears. She found herself chewing on her bottom lip as she stood at his bedside, looking down at him.

While she should have been upset with him after his shenanigans this morning, try as she might she couldn’t muster up any anger as she looked down at his sleeping form. He looked so peaceful. So perfect.

She tried her best to contain herself, but it quickly began too much. Carefully, so as not to wake him, Fluttershy crawled under the covers. A shudder ran up her spine as she pressed herself against him, and she only just held back a groan. It was better than she could have dreamed.

“By the moon…”

With a smile, she rolled onto her side so she was face-to-face with him. Slipping a wing protectively over his form, she placed her muzzle in the crook of his neck and closed her eyes.

“Goodnight… my love…”

Three

“--And you’re sure she’s alright, Twi? She wasn’t hurt or anything?”

“She’s fine, Rainbow. A bit dirty, but when we examined her she seemed perfectly fine.”

Rainbow Dash bit her bottom lip as Twilight and Starlight led her through the Crystal Castle. All of Fluttershy’s friends had been concerned about the mare, but none more so than Dash. She had been looking for her foalhood friend ever since she disappeared into the Everfree, flying almost from sunset to sunrise since she had disappeared. When Twilight had told the girls that Fluttershy had been found, the alicorn had to restrain Rainbow with magic to keep her from barging into the mare’s temporary room.

Twilight, while annoyed, understood. Flutters and her were practically sisters, and Dash wasn’t the Element of Loyalty for nothing. It was why, against her better judgment, Twilight was letting the pegasus visit their friend. Only for a very short time, with supervision in case Fluttershy tried attacking them.

Before that could be done however, they needed to wake up Anon. Twilight hated thinking of her human friend as a living barrier, but that’s what they needed him for. While it was mid-morning--a time when most normal critters were up and about-- from living with him for years, Twilight knew from experience that he was definitely still asleep. Just like Spike, the human had the ability to sleep anywhere and for any length of time.

“So, what’s the over-under of Anon being a vampire himself?” Starlight asked. “If he can catch something from Fluttershy’s bite, there should have been more than enough time for it to gestate, right?”

Twilight gave the mare a dirty look. Starlight smiled sheepishly back.

“Hey, I don’t want anything to happen to the big dummy either, but we should be prepared,” she said. “That’s why he’s here isn’t he, to make sure he doesn’t turn into a giant blood-sucking apple eater?”

“If he is I’ll just give ‘em the ol’ one-two,” Rainbow said, throwing a few quick jabs at the air.

“Can we please not talk about assaulting poor Anon?”

“I wouldn’t be happy about it. I’m just saying that if he did turn into a monster I think I could handle him,” Rainbow said. “And if he’s fine I’m going to have to thank him for getting Fluttershy. You think he’d like some tickets to a Wonderbolt game?”

“You can ask him in a minute,” Twilight said, stopping right in front of his door.

As much as she hated to admit it, Starlight might be right. So, with a spell, she created a scrying glass that allowed her to peer into the room. Her hopes were raised when she saw him in bed and not hanging from the ceiling, but even so she wanted to be cautious. With several defensive spells at the ready, Twilight cleared her throat and knocked on the door.

“Anon? Can--”

“Wait, Twilight,” Starlight said, pointing. “What’s that in bed with him?”

Squinting, Twilight leaned toward the scrying glass. Sure enough, she could just make out a pink tuft of hair.

“What is that...?” she muttered to herself.

With a snap of her finger, the locking spell that she placed on the door disappeared. Reaching for the knob, she gave it a turn.

“Anon? Anon, it’s Twilight. Is there somepony in the bed with--”

Anon, with a grumble, slowly sat up in the bed. His eyes were nearly closed, his mouth was open, and there was drool running down his chin. He rubbed an eye, yawning.

“I heard you outside. What’s the matter? Did something happen while I…”

He trailed off, looking to his side as a topless Fluttershy also sat up in the bed. While she didn’t appear as groggy as Anon, the pegasus didn’t seem very happy to have been woken up. Giving Twilight a dirty look before she yawned, revealing her long, sharp fangs.

Rainbow’s eyes grew to the size of dinner plates. “What the FUCK are you doing to Fluttershy?!” she angrily demanded.

“Rainbow, wait just a second--” Starlight began, but it was already too late.

With a mighty flap of her wings, Rainbow closed the distance between herself and Anon in the blink of an eye. She cocked back a fist, and with fury in her rosey eyes she punched the human in the nose.

Anon went from nearly asleep to very wide awake as the blow caused his body to twitch, his head smacking against the headboard of the bed. “Whatthefuck?!” he yelled, both hands coming up to defend himself.

“RAINBOW!” Twilight yelled.

“Why in Tartarus is Fluttershy in your bed?!” Rainbow demanded, ignoring the princess and readying a fist once again.

She did not get a chance to throw another punch.

Fluttershy let out a hiss, all sleepiness leaving her red eyes. Her movements became a blur as the blanket covering her body flew upwards. Rainbow flew out of the bed and was launched into the air. She flailed, letting out a shout of surprise and pain as she soared ten feet, landing hard right at Starlight’s hooves. Fluttershy stood over her, her wings extended. She was holding Rainbow by her shirt, fangs bared.

It all happened so quickly that Starlight and Twilight could only stand there with wide eyes. The muscles in Fluttershy’s neck tensed. It looked like she was going to rip Rainbow’s throat out.

“Don’t you Goddamn dare!”

Anon leapt out of the bed, racing over toward the two. Just as Fluttershy was about to go in for a bite, he managed to throw an arm in the way. Her fangs sunk into his forearm as the pegasus bit down hard, something which he very much didn’t appreciate.

“OOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!”

The howl snapped Starlight and Twilight out of their stupor. With a spell, Twilight teleported back into the hallway. Starlight, meanwhile, reached into her pocket and pulled out the strangest thing: a bag of rice.

“Hey Fluttershy!” she yelled.

The moment Fluttershy looked over, she ripped open the bag and dumped the contents onto the floor. The pegasus’ eyes widened. She let go of Anon’s arm, quickly ducking under it and making her way to the rice. She paid Starlight no mind, getting down onto her knees.

“Oh my goodness,” she said, in a voice much like the Flutters they all knew. She began picking up individual grains, placing them right next to her in neat little rows. “One, two, three, four, five…”

Twilight just watched her for several seconds, before looking at Starlight, who shrugged. “It was one of the tests I wanted to run this morning,” she explained.

The alicorn shook her head, turning her attention toward Anon. The human was clenching a now bleeding arm, blood also pouring down his nose. She sighed.

“Anon, I… Come over here please.”

~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~

“I’m sorry,”

Anon gave Rainbow a dirty look. Twilight was busy disinfecting the bite on his arm. She had a wing extending, blocking both Dash and Starlight from getting close to the human. She didn’t say anything, but her body language suggested getting close at that moment might be hazardous to one’s health.

“It’s just, I saw you in bed with her. Naked,” Rainbow said, scratching the back of her head. “I know Fluttershy would never sleep with a colt, so I though, you know…”

“What? You thought I ripped her clothes off and made her sleep with me?” Anon asked, his face scrunching up as Twilight dabbed something around the bitemarks.

“I don’t know what I was thinking. I just saw her there and reacted,” Rainbow said, looking down. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have hit you.”

“She could have really hurt you, Rainbow,” Twilight said with barely controlled anger. “We told you not to make any sudden movements.”

“I know. I was really dumb,” Rainbow said with a little nod, her tail tucked firmly between her legs. “Anon? If you want, you can hit me back. I deserve it.”

Anon looked at the pegasus. Reaching up toward his face, he gingerly touched his nose. Twilight had said that it wasn’t broken, but it was really tender.

“You are going to make sure I don’t get a single drop of rain on me whenever I go outside for like the next two months,” he said.

Rainbow nodded, still looking down at the ground.

“I also want one of those licenses to be able to get season tickets for the Wonderbolts.”

“What?!” Rainbow said, looking up at him. “Do you know how hard it is to get those? Even if I’m on the team there’s a massive waiting list an--”

Starlight and Twilight gave her a look. Rainbow groaned, covering her face with a hand.

“Alright. Alright. I’ll see what I can do about that,” she said.

“Pinkie Promise?”

“...Pinkie Promise.”

Anon smiled. “Then I’ll call us even, Dash.”

Rainbow grumbled something under her breath. “Fine. And, uh, thanks for saving me from Fluttershy. I didn’t expect her to throw me like that.”

“I couldn’t even see her,” Twilight said.

“I could, but just barely,” the pegasus admitted. “The Fluttershy I know would never be able to do that. I mean, if she really wanted she could be an ace flier, with those big wings of hers, but she shouldn’t be able to move that fast. I’ve seen a lot of fast fliers, but that… you can’t do something like that.”

They all looked toward Fluttershy, who was still counting the rice. The pegasus appeared to have collected and counted half of the bag that Starlight had dropped.

“Two thousand six hundred and eleven, two thousand six hundred and twelve, two thousand six hundred and…”

“Are you sure it’s alright staying here in the same room with her?” Anon asked as Twilight wrapped a bandage around his forearm.

“It should be fine until she’s done with the rice,” Starlight said. “Some of the old accounts I read said that vampires have a supernatural urge to count things like grain and barley if they’re dropped in front of them. The urge seems to be so powerful that she blocks everything else out, so I think as long as none of us touch her it’ll be safe.”

“So putting some pants on her is out of the question?” Rainbow asked. “I mean, sweet Celestia, look at her.”

“Oh, I am,” Starlight said, eyeing Fluttershy’s wiggling rump. “Hey Rainbow, does she usually let her “Everfree forest” grow out like that or--”

“Starlight!” Twilight yelled, a blush working its way onto her cheeks. “Now’s not the time for that!”

“I was just wondering!”

“Well, wonder privately then. I swear, you’re worse than a teenage colt sometimes!”

An awkward silence settled onto the room, Twilight staring down at everyone with her arms crossed. Rainbow, keeping her eyes on the floor, cleared her throat.

“When me and her were still in Flight School she’d keep it trimmed.”

“Oh. My. Celestia! What’swrongwithyoutwo?!”

~_~_~_~_~_~

“Open your mouth.”

Anon did as Twilight asked.

“A little more,” the alicorn urged, grabbing a tongue compressor. “Stick your tongue out as well please.”

Again, he did as he was told, letting out an “ahh!” as he did so. Twilight pressed his tongue down, using the small flashlight she held in her other hand to look down his throat. She hummed and hawed for a bit before, with a nod, she turned away, walking over to the device that she had him hooked up to. She looked at the half dozen screens that showed blood pressure, temperature, heart rate, among other things, nodding again.

“Everything still appears to be normal. Nothing strange about any of your readings, and you don’t seem to be transforming from what I can tell,” she said. “We don’t know how long it took for Fluttershy to change into what she is now, but I’m pretty sure the change happened quickly, in a day or two, possibly even faster. I could be wrong, and I’d still like to keep you here for observation just in case, but I believe you’re vampire-free, Anon.”

“Fantastic,” Anon replied, leaning back into his chair.

Twilight walked back over. Placing a hand on his shoulder, she gave it a squeeze.

“Anon, do you remember anything from yesterday?” she asked. “Did you wake up in the middle of the night? Hear a noise? Anything?”

“I just remember going to bed,” Anon said, shaking his head. “No one else in the room but me. You’re sure you locked my door with your magic?”

“I did. I locked Fluttershy’s too,” Twilight said, shoulders sagging. “I have no idea how the hay she managed to get out. There was no way she could have gotten out.The magic I placed on her door would have given all but an alicorn a lot of trouble. Thank Celestia she just went to sleep with you. She could have gotten out, or bit one of us while we were sleeping.”

The alicorn’s ears folded back against her skull.

“She could have hurt Starlight or, Celestia forbid, Spike. I should have double checked my spell. I must have made a mistake while casting it.”

“That or Fluttershy did something weird,” Anon said with a shrug. “She could have powers now.”

“I’m much more inclined to believe that I screwed up, Anon.”

“You might have, but look at what happened with Rainbow. She said herself that regular Fluttershy couldn’t have done what she did. She might be able to walk through walls, or she has some kind of magic.”

“Maybe,” Twilight said, chewing on her bottom lip.

“Hey, we should try hanging some garlic outside her room. See if that does anything,” Anon said. “Might wanna keep her out of sunlight too.”

The princess didn’t reply, tugging at the bottom of her shirt with both hands.

“Have you thought about maybe asking the other Princesses about this? Cadence probably doesn’t know anything, but I bet Celestia had to deal with some vampire ponies. Luna might remember how they were made when she was evil too.”

“I’m starting to consider it, though not now. It might bring up some bad memories for Celestia, and I know it’ll do that for Luna. If Starlight and I can’t make any headway I’ll reach out to them and explain the situation.”

Twilight looked at Anon.

“Anon?”

“Hmm?”

“I’m… nervous.”

“Nervous?” Anon asked, head cocking to the side.

“Scared actually,” Twilight replied quietly. “I… she really could have hurt us. This isn’t our Fluttershy. This is a pony that will hurt us if she can, and she will if we aren’t careful.”

“You’ve dealt with a lot worse, Twi,” Anon pointed out. “You got in a fistfight with Tirek, remember?”

“I did, but Tirek isn’t one of my best friends. He didn’t want to eat me...”

With a sigh, Anon stood up. He reached out, pulling Twilight into a hug. The mare tensed, before leaning against him.

“Everything will be fine,” he said. “We just need to be careful. I bet in a day or two you and Glimmy will figure out how to fix her. If not, you can get the Princesses down here and they can help, or they can bring ponies that will be able to.”

Twilight said something into his neck. She wrapped her arms around his waist, her wings drooping to the ground.

“Did you get any sleep last night?” Anon asked.

Twilight shook her head.

“What about the night before?”

“Just a little.”

Anon frowned, looking down on her. “You know you need to sleep right? Sleepless benders aren’t gonna help Fluttershy.”

“I know. It’s just… it’s hard,” Twilight replied with a frustrated sigh. “I’ve just been lying in bed staring up at the ceiling, worried.

Anon let out a quiet grunt, brow furrowing in thought. “Hey, I’ll tell you what. Why don’t we go ahead and read together later tonight like we used to?”

Twilight smiled. “That always used to put me right to sleep,” she told him. “The two of us under a heap of blankets, right next to each other…”

“You pick the book,” Anon said, giving her back a pat. “And remember, you don’t need to stress out about this. It’ll work out in the end like it always does.”

The alicorn took a deep breath. “I really hope you’re right, Anon. I really do.”

The two talked for a while more. Twilight seemed to calm down somewhat, though it was plain as day that her mind was elsewhere. Still, Anon had her smiling by the time that he needed to go. Fluttershy needed to be fed, and after what had happened Starlight wasn’t going in that room by herself.

With a promise to be at her bedroom by eight, the human made his way to the kitchen. He could hear a commotion right before he poked his head through.

“You do not need a stake or a stake launcher, Spike.”

“Yes I do!”

“No you don’t, and even if you did you don’t want to hurt Fluttershy now, do you?”

“Its her hurting me that I’m worried about!”

“She probably wouldn’t even be able to bite through your scales, you baby, and don’t you breathe fire?”

“That won’t stop her, I’m telling you. That isn’t the Fluttershy we know. That’s a lean, mean, dragon eating machine, and I really think I should be armed!”

There was Spike, propped up on a stool, wearing his Kiss the Chef apron. He was in front of the stove, where pots and pans were bubbling merrily away. Starlight was beside him, her expression somewhere in between annoyance and barely contained laughter.

The unicorn noticed him first, Starlight visibly perking up. “There you are. So, what did Twi say? Are you turning into a bloodsucker?”

“I’m vampire free from the looks of things,” Anon replied. “Hey, you tell Spike about putting garlic inside his room?”

“I’m waaaaaay ahead of you, man,” Spike said, stirring one of the pots with a spoon. “I have bushels of them in there right now.”

“Good. Hey, you mind if I borrow Starlight for a little bit? I need her to open Fluttershy’s door.”

Spike’s face scrunched up. “Yeah, as long as one of you comes back. I don’t wanna be walking around alone…”

Starlight placed a hand on his shoulder as Anon walked to the counter, where a tray piled high with apples sat. “I’ll be back to take you to your room. I promise,” she said, leaning down to give his cheek a kiss. “Thanks again for cooking for us. You really are a gentledrake.”

“Yeah, yeah,” Spike said, a blush coming to his face as he waved her away, focusing on the pot in front of him. “Just try not to get eaten, okay? The soup will be ready soon and I made way too much for me and Twilight to eat.”

The unicorn just smiled, walking over to Anon as he picked up the tray of apples. “We won’t take too long, promise.”

With that, the two made their way out of the kitchen. They walked side by side at an easy pace, in absolutely no hurry. After walking for a minute or so, Starlight looked down at his bandaged arm.

“Are you alright carrying that?” she asked.

“I’m fine,” Anon replied. “They aren’t that heavy.”

“How’s the arm?”

“It stings like an SOB, but I’m sure some pain pills and a good night’s sleep will have me right as rain.”

“You really are getting beat up huh?” Starlight said, bumping her side against his. “Getting bit in the neck, getting punched, and that arm.”

“I should start wearing a helmet, shouldn’t I?” Anon asked with a smile.

Starlight’s horn glowed. Her magical aura surrounded the tray in his hands, lifting it up into the air. Anon tried to reach out for it, but she moved it to her other side out of reach.

“I told you I was fine,” Anon said.

“You’ll be even more fine not carrying those apples,” Starlight countered. “I won’t take them into Fluttershy’s room, but at least let me carry them until we get there.”

As much as he wanted to argue, one look at her pleading face broke his resolve. “Alright, if you really want. Thanks.”

“You know who should have thanked you? Rainbow. If it weren’t for you she’d be missing a chunk of her neck,” Starlight grumbled.

“You’re mad?”

“Of course I’m mad. We told her not to do anything stupid, and there she went flying into the room. You should have let Fluttershy bite her; that might have taught her to think before she acted,” the mare said with a frown. “If you asked me, I’d say you let her off way too lightly.”

“Too lightly? Do you have any idea just how much one of those licenses to get Wonderbolt season tickets cost? I looked it up once; the cheapest one was twenty thousand bits.”

Starlight stopped in her tracks, her ears perked up. “No they aren’t,” she said.

“Oh yeah,” Anon said with a nod, smile on his face. “There’s a fifteen year waiting period if you wanna apply for one. Ponies have gotten into year long court cases when their folks pass and they forget to say who gets the license in the will. I’ve read some real crazy stuff, especially in Clouds Dale. You ponies really love your flying teams.”

“Seriously? I never knew…”

“You should just sit and let Rainbow talk for a little while. She has all sorts of weird Wonderbolt facts in that noggin of hers.”

Slowly, a great big smile came to Starlight’s face. “And she needs to get you one of these licenses now. How hard do you think that’ll be?”

“Oh, I’d imagine it’ll be the biggest pain in the ass in the whole wide world. She’ll somehow get it done though. Rainbow isn’t the Element of Loyalty for nothing. If she says she’ll do something she does it.”

“That’s… really good,” Starlight said with a chuckle. “I would have never even thought of asking her for something like that. I’d have made her be my maid for a year.”

“My house is clean enough, and we both know Rainbow would be an awful maid.”

“Yeah, but at least you’d get to see her in a sexy outfit. Imagine her in stockings, and a skirt short enough that you can see her tight little butt whenever she reached up to get something…”

Starlight bit her bottom lip, shivering. Anon just rolled his eyes.

“You really are something, you know that?”

“Thank you very much,” the mare said, tilting her chin upwards. “You know what, I bet I could talk her into a threeway if you gave me a week.”

“Twilight is right. You really are just as bad as a teenage stallion.”

“And you loooooooove it,” she replied, giving his butt a smack with her tail.

Anon rolled his eyes. He was about to reply when he was suddenly hugged from the side. Looking over, he saw Starlight had her cheek pressed up against his chest, arms wrapped tightly around him.

“I know I like to tease, but I’m glad that you’re alright, Nonny,” she murmured.

The human’s frown disappeared. He turned, pulling the unicorn into a hug of his own.

“Thanks Glimmy. I’m glad I’m okay too.”

“Even though you really did a number on Rainbow, I’m still really mad at her.”

“Don’t be. I’m not happy that she hit me, but I get it. Fluttershy is like her little sister, and she walks in seeing her naked in my bed. If I saw my baby sister in bed with some schmuck I’d lose my temper too.”

Starlight just grunted, her tail flicking around in annoyance behind her.

Anon leaned down toward her ear. “I’ll tell you what. When I get that license I’ll get us some tickets. There’ll be a show in Canterlot in a few months, so if Rainbow is quick we can go there with everyone and have a fun day.”

The unicorn perked up. “Trixie can come too, right?”

Anon made a face, like he had just stuffed a lemon in his mouth. “I… yes, yes. Trixie can come if she’s in town.”

Starlight let out a happy squeal, jumping back. “Awesome! I’ll send her a letter letting her know so she can schedule her show around our trip.”

“Oh, I wouldn’t do that right now. We don’t know when Dash will get my license. There’s no need to hurry.”

“No, I’ll just let her know now. With everything going on with Twilight and her school and the million other things I need to do I might forget.”

“Yeah. That’d be… terrible. Absolutely, completely awful.”

The unicorn just giggled. She reached up, booping him right on the nose with a finger before once again making her way down the hall.

“Come on, let’s feed Fluttershy then get something to eat ourselves. Spike was making carrot soup.”

The rest of the walk was uneventful. Starlight commented on his neck and arm several more times, asking if the bandages were too tight or too loose, or if he was hurting. Whatever he said was largely ignored, the mare just stating that she’d look at both later tonight.

It was only when they were standing at Fluttershy’s door did the unicorn place the tray of apples back into his hands. The magical lock--which, from its nearly blinding glow and fancy runework, appeared to be a lot stronger than the previous one--was taken off the door. Starlight stepped away, and with a snap of her finger she opened the door for him.

“Good luck.”

“I’ll be fine.”

“I hope so. If you get any more holes in you we’ll be able to use you to water the grass outside.”

The room was dark and quiet. Just before the door was closed behind him, Anon managed to find the lightswitch. He flicked it on, looking around as the room became fully visible.

Were it not for her long pink mane, hanging down as she hung from the ceiling, Fluttershy would have been more difficult to find. The mare was, thankfully, wearing clothes, though her sweater threatened to cover her face. She was hanging close to the bathroom, her eyes open and alert. She stared at him intensely as he made his way over to her bed.

“I brought food,” he said, lifting the tray up for her to inspect. “You mind getting down and sitting with me?”

“Of course, my Count,” Fluttershy replied, bowing her head.

She “let go” of the ceiling. With a powerful yet graceful twist of her body, she spun in the air. She then flapped her wings to slow herself, so as her hooves touched the crystal floor she made no sound. She walked over, stopping just short of the bed and getting down on her hands and knees.

“I’m sorry, my love,” she said, pressing her head to the floor. “I not only failed to protect you from that blue weakling, but I attacked you as if you were prey. If you so wish, you may give me my rightly deserved punishment at your leisure.”

Anon stared at the pegasus for a long moment, face slowly scrunching up. “...What the fuck are you talking about? Get up, get up, for God’s sake. Stop being so damn weird for a second and let me talk to you.”

He patted the space next to him. Fluttershy quickly rose to her hooves, sitting on the bed. Anon proceeded to place the tray of apples into her lap.

“You and I need to have a one-on-one I think,” He continued as she quickly picked up an apple and ate the whole thing in two bites. “You’re scaring your friends with all the freaky crap you’re doing, and that’s not okay.”

Fluttershy scoffed, picking up another apple and biting into it. “Why should I concern myself with the feelings of prey?”

“Those “prey” are your best friends. I mean, you’ve known Rainbow since you were little and you tried to kill her.”

“She dared lay a hand on you--”

“Shut up. Just listen. This whole thing--”

He waved a hand over her.

“--Twilight and Starlight are going to fix it. I know they will, deep down, I know you know that too. If they can’t, other ponies will be in this castle that will, and they might not be as nice as everyone has been with you.”

Fluttershy bared her fangs, reaching for another apple. “They will fail. None can stop the Nightmare’s will.”

“Nightmare got blasted with the Elements. You know; you were there helping with that,” Anon said, placing a hang on her thigh. “You need to let the girls help you, turn you back into the sweet little horse we all know and love.”

The mare smiled. “Oh, my wonderful, perfect Count,” she purred, pressing her side against his. “I have never felt better as I am now. I am powerful, I am no longer bound by petty fears and thoughts. I see more, I hear more, I feel more, I am more. I am no longer a sheep, content to do nothing and be nothing. I am a Child of the Night. A predator. A thing to cause terror.”

She shivered.

“And you are my love, my Count. The one that shall help me bear many soldiers for the Nightmare. A mighty Count for a mighty Countess. Does the thought not stir your heart and quicken the pulse?”

Anon leaned toward her. She looked up at him, eyes twinkling with amusement. It looked like his pleas had fallen on mostly deaf ears. That was fine; he had been sort of expecting that it wouldn’t be this easy.

“Tomorrow, Twilight is going to really start running tests on you. What do I need to do to keep you on your best behavior?

Fluttershy raised an eyebrow.

“What is it going to take for you to let Twi and Starlight poke and prod you without you trying to murder them?" he asked.

The mare hummed. She looked around the room, crossing her legs.

“It is so lonely in this room,” she said. “It would please me greatly if my love would grace me with his presence? Perhaps sleep with me nightly?”

She pushed a lock of hair out of her face, looking up at him expectantly. Anon rubbed his face.

“I’ll talk to the other girls in the morning about it, but I’m pretty sure I can make that happen,” he said.

“Very goo--”

“But you need to promise me you aren’t gonna hurt, Twilight, Starlight, or Spike. You will not hurt them if I do that for you. I want you to Pinkie Promise me.”

“You will not take me at my word?”

“Not at all. Now go through the motions, or I promise you I’m coming back tomorrow with rope.”

The mare sighed theatrically, placing the back of her hand against her temple. “Your distrust hurts me in ways I never thought possible, love of my life. Still, I am naught but a slave to your desires. I will not harm your sheep; cross my heart, hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye.”

It felt as if a weight were lifting off the human’s shoulders as soon as he heard the words. A small smile came to his face as he stood up.

“Fantastic. Enjoy the apples. We’ll be knocking on your door early,” he said.

He took a few steps before stopping. Turning around, he walked back to Fluttershy, leaning down so that they were face to face.

“Now, I know you said the words, but just want you to know something, Flutters,” he said quietly. “You’re usually a great mare that I like a lot, but the horses and the little dragon in this castle mean a great deal to me. I don’t want anything bad to happen to any of them. I want them every single day to be so happy and content that it’s like the world is shitting candy and rainbows. If you break a Pinkie Promise Ponk will be coming for you, but in this case she might not get to you before I do. You get what I’m saying?”

There was only affection in the mare’s eyes. Before Anon could do anything, she leaned forward to plant a kiss on his nose.

“Your gaze sends my heart racing, my Count. I will not consider them my prey any longer. Just like me they shall be… more.”

Four

“Are you all good in there, Spike?”

“Yeah, I’m fine.”

“You sure? Do you need anything before I go to my room? Some water, or a book?”

“No thanks. I have plenty of comics in here.”

“Alright. Just make sure to get some sleep. We all need to get up bright and early.”

Starlight tried her best to ignore the pungent scent of garlic invading her nostrils. Spike had placed cloves of the stuff all over his room. Dragons must have a different sense of smell, or the dragon really liked garlic, since it was so strong it was almost eye watering.

“I’ll see you in the morning,” she said, tapping on his door twice.

“Good night, Starlight,” Spike replied. “And thanks for checking up on me. You’re the best.”

“You know it.”

Turning, the unicorn quickly trotted away from Spike’s room and that overwhelming stink. Even when she turned the corner at the other end of the hall she could still smell it. She shuddered in disgust, removing the scent from her person with a spell.

“I’ll need to talk to Twilight about that,” she said, shaking her head. “If Spike is so freaked out then maybe it’d be for the best if he stayed at somepony else’s house for a little while…”

It wasn’t quite midnight, but it was getting there. Starlight was very familiar with burning both ends of the candle on a regular basis, but even she was beginning to feel exhaustion creep in. It had been a long week, and the scraps of sleep she had been getting were nowhere good enough.

As much as she wanted to hurry to her room, jump into her bed, and sleep until noon, she wanted to just do a quick walk around the castle. As confident as she was about her and Twilight’s magic, she just wanted to make sure Fluttershy was in her bedroom this time. They had gotten lucky this morning finding her with Anon. If she got loose again there was no telling where she’d go or what she’d do.

If Flutters was out, Starlight was pretty confident she could stop her. Just a simple spell could stop the pegasus in her tracks, and no matter how fast she was, Starlight was sure her spellcasting would be quicker. Hopefully.

With a snap of her fingers, she summoned a ball of light. It followed her as she walked, illuminating the hall in a bright, warm light. The unicorn kept her ears perked up, listening intently. Everything was quiet and calm, just as it would be in a castle not housing a vampire pony. The quiet calmed her nerves a bit, letting her walk down the hall with more confidence. Even so, she kept a shielding spell in mind.

A few turns and walks down long, dark halls later, the unicorn found herself at Fluttershy’s front door. She reached up to touch it, and immediately the rune that she and Twilight had placed activated. A fully grown dragon would have had a hard time getting into this room. Still, she tried the doorknob, just in case. When she found that it wouldn’t budge she released the breath she hadn’t realized she had been holding.

“Alrighty then… time for bed.”

She took a half-step, then stopped. A small frown came to her face as she looked at the door. Quickly looking around, she once again turned to face it, casting the same scrying spell that Twilight had cast that morning.

Fluttershy was not in bed. She was not in the bathroom. She was not hanging up on the ceiling. As far as she could tell, the mare wasn’t in the room at all.

“And what do we have here?” A voice whispered in her ear, making her fur stand on end. “A succulent little morsel arrives before me. What a lucky mare I--”

In the span of a second, Starlight teleported to the other end of the hallway, the hall itself was wrapped in a protective barrier, with a smaller, much thicker barrier surrounding the space the unicorn had just been. When she appeared back in the hall, she could see Fluttershy stood in the middle of her barrier, a small smile on her face.

Multiple spells cast so quickly, one after the other was a taxing thing to a unicorn of any power. Starlight began to pant, breaking out into a sweat.

“Though you… could pull a fast one on… me, huh? Well, tough luck… sister,” she said, grinning.

She walked over to the contained pegasus, who looked not at all concerned at the predicament she was in. It was a tad worrying, but Starlight made sure to stay a few feet back in case she somehow managed to free herself. With a hand gesture, the shield around Fluttershy expanded toward the door, which itself was also unlocked.

“Get your butt back in there,” the unicorn commanded, looking her right in her blood red eyes. “Twilight might not want us to use magic on you… but… I have… no… problem…”

The longer she stared into Fluttershy’s eyes the brighter they seemed. A sudden wave of exhaustion nearly drove her to her knees. Her light orb disappeared with a pop, and the shield grew thinner. Starlight attempted to pour more of her magic into it, but concentrating was becoming harder and harder the longer she stared at pegasus. When she realized what was happening it was already far too late; she didn’t even have the will to break their gaze.

Fluttershy made a hand gesture. As if her body had a mind of its own, Starlight found herself standing up straight. With another gesture, the shield disappeared.

“Yes, stare deep into my eyes. Allow yourself to drift,” Flutters said, her voice like honey. “Do not fight it. There is no need. You are perfectly safe in my… tender care.”

She walked toward the unicorn. With each step she swayed her hips, strutting like she was on a stage. Even in her trance-like state, Starlight couldn’t help but admire the mare’s curves. She had been with a lot of mares, and a number of colts, but never in her life had she met a mare so beautiful. Even in the dim light, she could see her thick legs, her wide hips, those tits that threatened to burst out of her green sweater. Without realizing it, Starlight rubbed her thighs together as Fluttershy grew close.

The pegasus moved in, close enough that Starlight could smell apples on her breath. Fluttershy smiled, fangs peeking out of the corner of her mouth. She sniffed the unicorn, pressing her muzzle against her neck. Starlight tensed, waiting for the bite. Surprisingly, it never came as Fluttershy just pulled back and began to circle her.

“Such a succulent mare,” she said, dragging a hand across the small of the unicorn’s back. “Powerful, confident, intelligent.”

Starlight let out a squeak as her rump was groped. First one cheek then both.

“My, my. What a bottom you have here,” Fluttershy remarked. “One would think you were part earth pony. I see where all those sweets go.”

Her hands cupped Starlight’s ass, giving her a long, firm squeeze before they traveled up her pajama bottoms. Thumbs were slipped into her waistband, and her pajamas were pulled down and allowed to fall around her hooves.

Fluttershy clicked her tongue when she saw that the mare had gone without underwear. “Oh, another welcome surprise.”

Starlight, usually very confident about her figure. She knew she was going to have a big butt, even when she was younger, and had taken steps to make sure that it looked good. She ran, worked out, tried her best to eat right, and it had paid dividends. Pinkie Pie definitely beat her in the butt department, but she felt she could go hoof-to-hoof with Applejack. After running herself ragged for days, her usually well-trimmed groin was starting to grow a little thick. She was starting to get a little tummy as well from one too many sweets that she absolutely hated, but even so she knew she looked good. Here though, under those red eyes, the mare found herself self-conscious.

She attempted to cover herself. She could not move her arms no matter how hard she tried, though Fluttershy did allow her to squirm in place. Starlight found herself blushing like a foal, a noticeable wetness making its way down her inner thigh. In the darkness, she hoped Fluttershy wouldn’t notice. Her hopes were dashed as the mare reached down, wiping up the wetness with two fingers.

“Oh? Excited are we? Do you enjoy being totally under my power? Being unable to so much as blink without my permission?” Fluttershy asked, examining her fingers. “You know, I saw you leering at me this morning. When I was… less. I also noticed those eyes of yours as well. Always undressing, always hungry.”

Fluttershy lifted those fingers to her mouth. Her tongue snaked out, licking them up. The tongue wasn’t like a pony’s. It was thin, forked, and incredibly long. So long that she could wrap them around her fingers. And she did.

A shiver ran up Starlight’s spine, her ears pinned against the sides of her skull.

“I wonder what sorts of fantasies you’ve had about this body of mine,” the pegasus continued, leaning in to nuzzle the side of her neck.

Starlight again braced herself for the bite, closing her eyes. Again, it did not come. Instead, the mare let out a gasp as she felt spit-slick fingers brush up against her marehood.

“Poor girl.Your heart is pounding. Maybe I can help you calm down? Would you like that?”

Fluttershy licked the nape of her neck.

“Why don’t you and I try some of those fantasies of yours, hmm~?”

~_~_~_~_~_~

“--The quartermaster let out a soft grunt. He had been out in the field for many days. His supplies had run low; nearly down to nothing. The men were angry, but, more worryingly, the men were hungry, which was the worst thing a soldier could be.”

Anon licked his finger, turning the page to the book he held in his other hand. It was an account written by some gryphon soldier whose name he couldn’t begin to pronounce. If he were being honest, it was a bit dry, but he and Twilight had made their own fun out of it, speaking with ridiculous accents for every character that spoke. Twilight was a lot better at it than him, but she always laughed when he did a silly one, which was pretty much the only kind of accent he could do. She wasn’t laughing this time however and, turning his attention away from the book to look down at her, he could see why. Twilight had leaned up against him, fast asleep.

The human sighed, marking their place in the book with a bookmark before closing it. “Finally. I thought I was going to have to hit you on the head and knock you out.”

He rubbed his eye, yawning hugely. The two had read to each other for hours, nearly going through half of the book. Anon’s throat was beginning to get hoarse. He coughed, reaching over to the nightstand right next to the bed, where a glass of water sat. He drained the glass in two big gulps, setting it back down before turning his attention back to the mare snuggled up against him.

She looked perfectly content, and the least stressed he had seen her in a week. He could only hope that she’d actually sleep for a few hours.

Slowly, so as to not wake her, he threw off the blanket covering him. Getting out of the bed itself was somewhat tricky, as the mare had wrapped a wing around him, but he was an old hand at this. Getting out of the bed, he walked around it, helping the alicorn to get into a more comfortable position. He made sure her wings were tucked against her body, her hooves were in the bed, and her head wasn’t at a funny angle. With that all done, he pulled her blanket up to her chin then, with a pause, he leaned down to blanket a kiss on her cheek.

As he looked down at her, he remembered when they used to do this all the time in the treebary. Back when she was a skinny unicorn that refused to get a pair of glasses that she obviously needed and who was almost as short as Rainbow Dash. Now she was a princess, an alicorn, and getting taller by the day. Anon missed those times, when Spike would complain when they read together in her bed because his sleeping basket was three feet away and he could hear everything, but he wouldn’t trade what he had now, what the currently sleeping purple horse and her family had, for anything.

“Goodnight, Sporkle.”

Twilight let out a gentle murmur, rolling onto her side. One of her legs poked out of her blanket, and she began to snore. Shaking his head, he pushed her leg back underneath the blanket and crept toward the door.

Outside, the hallway was dark. It felt very late, and he was having some trouble keeping his eyes open. He yawned again, stretching. His spine popped pleasantly, and he began walking, eager to lie down and get a few hours of sleep.

The castle was pretty hard to navigate during the day, and that was just as true at night. He got lost at some turn, then found his way, then got lost again. Thankfully, he eventually found himself walking down the hall that led to his room. The sight of it made him perk up somewhat, putting a pip in his step. That is, until he saw a figure slumped against one of the walls.

He stopped, frowning. In the light, he couldn’t quite make out who, or what, it was.

“Fluttershy?” he said, taking a step. “Fluttershy. That better not be you. Hello?”

A few steps later, he could eventually make out who it was. The figure was Starlight, who was somehow snoring louder than Twilight had been when he had left her room.

“What the hell...?”

He knelt down in front of the mare. A quick once over showed that she appeared to be alright. Anon reached out and started shaking her.

“Glimmy. Glimmy, get up.”

“Hmm? Wha…?” Starlight mumbled, her eyes slowly opening. “Anon...?”

“Yeah, it’s me,” Anon replied. “What are you doing in the hallway?”

Starlight looked around, then shook her head. “Don’t know…”

“Are you alright?”

“I think so. I’m just so… tired.”

Anon looked up and down the hall. Still frowning, he scooped the unicorn up. Starlight made no move to stop him, closing her eyes once again.

“Come on. I’ll get you to bed,” he said. “You and Twi really need to stop working yourselves to the bone like this. It’s not healthy. Now help me get to your room. This place is a freakin’ maze.”

A few sleepy directions later, Anon found himself standing in front of a door. Starlight, eyes still closed, waved a hand over it, the tip of her horn glowing. There was a click, and it swung open.

Stepping inside, he saw a sparsely decorated, smaller room. There were a few photos sitting on top of a dresser drawer, a desk stacked high with some papers, a few well-kept kites sitting in a corner, and a bed that looked like it hadn’t seen use in a good long while. He walked over to it, throwing back the covers. Starlight let out a grumble as he laid her down. Anon tried to step away, but her arms suddenly shot up, grabbing him by his shirt.

“C’mere…”

He was pulled into the bed, where Starlight wrapped her legs around his waist. She began to rub her face against his chest like some affectionate cat. Her horn glowed, and her bedroom door was closed and locked.

“Stay,” Starlight said, half-awake, throwing her blanket over the two of them.

Anon tried to wiggle, but the unicorn’s legs simply tightened around him. He knew from experience if he wanted to get her off now he’d need some grease, a crowbar, and a can do attitude. As far as he knew, there was no grease in this castle, and if there was a crowbar only Spike would know where it was. He was tired, it was late, and there was a warm, soft body against him. So, with a little sigh, Anon just nodded.

“Alright…”

~_~_~_~_~_~_~

Lavender and berries filled Anon’s senses as he just laid there in bed. He had been awake for the last few minutes, which was really odd since he usually only liked to get up around an hour or so after the sun had. Starlight was still in his arms, pressed against him as close as physically possible; hence the overwhelming smell of lavender and berries.

This wasn’t some fake, artificial, lab created smell either. He had no idea how ponies made their shampoo, but it was a lot better than the stuff he used to get back on earth. He didn’t doubt for a second that some mare or stallion with a bar of soap cutiemark had somehow put real lavender and berries into whatever product Starlight used.

Not able to help himself, the human pressed his face into the mare’s mane, inhaling deeply. He was still tired, but it didn’t look as if sleep were going to come back to him anytime soon, and from the pink light peeking through Starlight’s window, there was a good chance that the mare would be awake and they’d all have a long day ahead of them.

There was an electronic clock sitting on the nightstand by the bed he knew. If he wished, he could poke his head up and look at it, but he didn’t dare. He knew it was early; he didn’t need to know how early. All he could really hope for was that Starlight didn’t have an alarm set; he didn’t think he had it in him to hear some ear-splitting beeping noises.

As the room slowly began to become illuminated, Starlight began to stir. She rolled away from him, then rolled back, mumbling all the while. Her hooves tapped against Anon’s legs as she let out a yawn. Her eyes slowly opened. She blinked slowly, eyes slowly focusing on him. For a moment, she seemed surprised that he was in bed with her, but she quickly smiled.

“Hmm, I guess I wasn’t dreaming. You did get into bed with me,” she said, snuggling up against him. “Shame on you for taking advantage, you dirty diamond dog.”

“You had your legs wrapped around me,” Anon replied, wrapping an arm around her. “I’m also pretty sure you triple locked your door so I couldn’t leave.”

The unicorn let out a sleepy giggle. “Thanks for carrying me. I don’t know what happened.”

“What probably happened is that you passed out.”

“Probably...”

“You should try to get more sleep. I bet you’re not feeling all the great right now.”

“Uh-huh…”

Anon reached up, placing a hand on her head. He ran his fingers through her mane. Starlight sighed, climbing on top of him. Underneath the blanket, her tail was wagging from side to side, covering his legs as she straddled him. She started willing as his hand found their way toward her ear. It flicked against his fingers as he started scratching.

“Oooooh yessssss,” the mare hissed, eyes fluttering.

The human chuckled, reaching up with his other hand to play with her other ear. Starlight quickly melted on top of him, letting her pleasure be known by groans and giggles. The longer he scratched the breather those giggles and groans became. The wiggling quickly became more focused and sensual, until Starlight reached down to give his cock a squeeze through his pajamas.

“Why do I ever let you sleep by yourself?” Starlight whispered, leaning down to give him a peck on the lips.

“You have a key to my house. You tell me,” Anon said, releasing her ears and letting his head fall back down onto his pillow.

Starlight smiled. Leaning down, she touched the tip of her horn gently against his neck; a show of great affection for unicorns. She reached up, grabbing him by the head and lifting it up so that she could give him another peck on the lips.

“I’ll make sure to come over once this whole fiasco with Fluttershy is over to make up for it,” she said. “Maybe I’ll even bring another mare over too. How’d you like that, hmm~?”

With any other pony, Anon would have thought she was joking, but with Starlight he knew that the suggestion of a three-way was not only a possibility but a very good probability. He had known and met quite a few ponies since coming here, but Starlight might be the only that he considered a sexual tyrannosaurus.

She was extremely confident, blunt, and could sell water to a seapony. She also had a teenager's libido and a dirty mind to match.

Anon was pretty sure that she had fooled around with half of the mares in Ponyville. She enjoyed a stallion on occasion, but she definitely preferred mares. Once, while they were on a cider binge, she told him it was because she hated the feeling of a stallion flaring inside of her; that and the half gallon of cum that quickly came after. Anon was also pretty sure those two things were why she was staunchly against anal of any kind.

He remembered when she propositioned him not long after becoming Twilight’s student. For some reason, Starlight had taken a real liking to him not long after. If she wanted a three-way with a stallion, she was his go-to. Due to no credit of his own, he had been roped into a number of them, with mixed results.

Cheerilee had been great. The mare was bouncy, and had a lot of pent up energy that let her go almost the whole night. Roseluck had been into roleplay, her and Starlight trying to hide from him, the “monster”. She had liked it rough, with a lot of biting and mane pulling. Derpy, while eager to please and a very pretty mare, had somehow managed to not only break his bed, but put a massive hole through his bedroom floor. Starlight’s crowning achievement however, might have been when she walked through his door with a giggling Rarity. She was, without a doubt, in the top five of the most beautiful mares in Ponyville. Elegant, confident, and a screamer. In half an hour, she had both him and Starlight under her thumb and tied head to toe in silk.

“Anon. Annnnnnooooooon.”

Anon blinked as his nose was flicked. Looking up, he saw Starlight staring down at him in amusement. Upon further inspection, he also noticed that she currently had a hand down his pants, and was stroking his now very hard cock.

“You back in the real world?” the unicorn asked.

Anon nodded, which made her smile sweetly.

“Great! Hey, you mind if I go ahead and suck your cock?” she asked. “I know we have stuff to do, but I’m really feeling heated this morning.”

“Sure, but only if you take a seat on the throne,” Anon replied, reaching up to give one of her tits a squeeze through her undershirt.

Starlight let out a horsey snort. “Why do you always call your face the throne?”

“Because it's fit for a freaking princess, now get those pjs off and hop on.”

Even though she rolled her eyes, Starlight threw off the blanket still partially covering the two. She then shimmied out of her bottoms, balling them up and tossing them across the room. Anon tried to reach for his own pjs and she was suddenly on top of him, her tongue in his mouth. Being a very magical horse woman, Starlight had a spell to make her breath minty fresh. He didn’t have such a luxury, though she didn’t seem to mind as her tongue prodded his.

He immediately rose to the occasion, reaching up to cup her bare bottom as the mare deepened the kiss. Hands groped, touched, tickled, and then things became a blur of motion as the human rolled her over. Starlight growled, pulling her tongue out of his mouth to pepper his face and neck with kisses. This forced him to close his eyes, which allowed her to get one up on him by rolling them back over so she was on top.

The two continued to jockey for position. While Anon was much larger than Starlight, the mare was a lot stronger than she looked. She wasn’t quite able to lift him clean up into the air, but she knew how to get him to move where she wanted him to with kisses and touches and bites. He did hold out for as long as he could, fighting that uphill battle to stay on top and pin the mare with his bulk, but eventually he gave up, laying on his back and letting her have her fun. Not that she had given him much of a choice.

The unicorn seemed almost starving for both affection and domination. Any time he tried to move his weight around she pushed back just as hard. Her kisses were frantic, and she was touching and holding onto him like she hadn’t seen a male in years. Her breathing would hitch wherever he touched her. If his hands went anywhere she really liked she’d get a far off look in her eyes and begin to pant. She didn’t just seem in the mood, she seemed sex starved.

“You okay?” he asked as she nibbled on his neck.

“Uh-huh. I’m just really… horny,” Starlight said, letting out a whine as he played with her tits. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say it was the middle of spring…”

Anon grabbed the bottom of her undershirt. He began to pull it up, only for the mare to let out a squeak, grabbing his hands.

“No, no, no. The shirt stays on. I don’t want you seeing my belly!”

“There’s nothing wrong with your belly, Glimmy.”

“I have too much pudge,” Starlight said, looking down at her stomach with a wrinkled nose. “I haven’t been able to work out since we started looking for Fluttershy, and all the donuts we’ve been eating are really getting to me.”

“You quit that.You look great,” the human insisted. “Hell, it looks like your tits are getting bigger again.”

“I wish they were the only thing getting bigger…” Starlight said, pouting.

Trying hard not to roll his eyes, Anon reached up. Wrapping his arms around the mare’s neck, he pulled her down on top of him.

“If you’re a fattie, you’re the best looking fattie I’ve ever seen,” he whispered in her ear.

Starlight giggled. “Chubby chaser.”

“Only if they’re purple unicorns.”

The giggle turned into a soft laugh, Starlight kissing his cheek. “Now I remember why I keep you around. Come on, I need you off the bed for a second. I wanna take some pictures for Trixie before we really go at it and I forget.”

“Pictures?”

“Yep. I’ll send them to her like last time,” Starlight said with an evil giggle. “If we hurry she’ll get them right when she wakes up.

Giving him one last loving kiss on the lips, Starlight rolled off of him and the bed, trotting to the other end of the room. Anon sat up, watching that big butt of her jiggle with each step she took. As if sensing his gaze, the mare stopped and looked over her shoulder at him. Sticking her tongue out at him, she arched her back, jutting her ass out.

“You keep that up, we aren't leaving this bedroom today.”

More laughter rang from the mare as she turned and bent down to open a drawer, making sure to keep her butt in motion. After a few moments of rummaging around she turned around with a large camera in hand.

It wasn’t as large or as old-fashioned as some of the cameras Anon had seen in Equestria. In fact, for ponies, it was the bleeding edge of technology. It was just a bit too large for Starlight’s hands. All grey plastic, it had a large lens and an overly huge flash. Just below that was the space where one could not only put the film, but said film would exit through a small slit, revealing the picture that had just been taken.

Ponies had the audacity of calling it a Coltariod Camera, something which had offended him so much that he had written the company making the thing a very strongly worded letter demanding they change the name. They, of course, did not reply. The cowards.

With a spell, Starlight lifted the camera up into the air. “Come on, get that cute little butt up.”

“I’m getting up, I’m getting up,” Anon said, crawling to the edge of the bed.

With a grunt, he pushed himself to his feet. Starlight bounded across her room, a great big smile on her face as she got down onto her knees. Her gaze quickly settled on his groin. His erection was threatening to tear a hole through his boxers, a noticeable wet patch pooling around the cloth touching his tip.

“Ohhhhh, somepony’s excited,” the mare cooed.

Licking her lips, she leaned forward, burying her snout right underneath his cock. She deeply inhaled, a shiver running down her spine.

“Oh my bucking Celestia. Have you always smelled this good?”

Starlight wrapped her arms around his legs, pulling him closer. She nuzzled the tent in his underwear, planting a kiss on the very tip of it. The camera, meanwhile, floated by. There was a flash, and Anon had to blink away the dots that now speckled his vision.

“I hate that freakin’ thing...”

“Don’t you lie to me. You love it when I take pictures of this big ol’ hog,” Starlight said, grabbing the waistband of his underwear.

With a yank, his cock sprung upward, smacking the mare on the cheek. She giggled in delight, planting a kiss on the side of his length. One of her hands reached up to cup his balls, giving them a gentle squeeze. Anon twitched, his cock throbbing, causing it to smack the tip of Starlight’s nose.

She settled herself right underneath his cock. She tilted her head back and puckered her lips, balancing his length with them. The camera flashed again, and Starlight let out another chuckle. The hands not fondling his testes grabbed the base of his shaft. She leaned forward to place a kiss on his sack stroking him from base to tip.

Anon stood there, hands behind his back. He looked down at the mare; more specifically at her horn. It would be the perfect handle if he wished to use her mouth like a sex toy. He resisted the urge, clearing his throat.

“You ‘bout done with the pictures, Star?” he asked.

Starlight kissed the space where his sack and base met. Letting out a low groan, she drew back, running the tip of her tongue along his shaft. She leaned back as far as she could, grabbing his dick with both hands. She angled it downward, looking up at him with big purple eyes. She kissed his cockhead once, then again. Her tongue slipped out of her mouth to lap at the pre dribbling from his tip. Anon didn’t even notice the flash this time, his breath hitching.

Smiling, the mare pulled away. “You should see the look on your face right now,” she teased. “Here, give me a hand.”

Anon reached down, pulling the mare to her hooves. She immediately wrapped her arms around his neck, jumping up to give him a peck on the lips.

“Can you get down on your knees?” she asked. I want Trixie to see you eating me out.”

“No more pictures then?”

“No more pictures. Promise.”

Anon kissed the tip of her nose, making her smile. He then kissed her neck, then her shoulder. Grabbing the top of her undershirt, he revealed her breasts. Starlight hummed as he rubbed his face between them. Her hand found the back of his head as he wrapped his lips around a rock hard nipple. He gave it a few hard sucks, teasing it with his tongue before letting it go with a pop, turning his attention to its twin. He went back and forth like this until her tits were coated in spit and Starlight had both hands on his shoulders, trying to push him to his knees.

“OhmygoshwhyaretheysofuckingsensativestopstopstopstopSTOOOOOOOOOP~!”

The human looked up to see the mare panting. There was a wild, desperate look in her eyes as her belly heaved. Slowly, he let go of her nipple.

“Take off your shirt and I’ll stop,” he said.

Starlight, though on the cusp of a very unexpected orgasm, did her best to look annoyed. “No. The shirt is staying--”

Without missing a beat, Anon’s lips wrapped around her nipple once again. He gave it a few hard sucks before lapping at it with the tip of his tongue. Starlight let out a shriek, her knees knocking together.

“Alright, alright, alright, alright! I’ll take the shirt off! Stop playing with my tits, or I swear to Celestia I’m gonna make a mess on the fucking floor!” she bellowed.

Grinning, Anon placed a kiss on each tit before leaning back. He looked up, staring at the unicorn expectantly. Still Panting, Starlight gave him a dirty look, quickly pulling off her undershirt and tossing it behind her.

“There. You happy now?”

Anon stood back up to his full height, taking a moment to just appreciate the mare’s form. Her boobs were on the larger side for a unicorn. They were perky, firm, and lovely to play with. Her arms were slender yet toned, and her hips were large, ending in a very powerful set of legs. Her fur was blemish free and well looked after. She did have a little tummy; just a little bit of belly fat from her usual flat stomach. All and all, she was an absolutely stunning creature.

“Oh, you call that a belly? You’re out of your flippin’ mind,” he said, poking her gut.

Starlight swiped at his hand. “I’ll look a lot better after I lose ten pounds,” she said. “Now. Get your butt on your knees. No more funny business, alright?”

He tried to say something, only for the mare to kick his shin. She pointed a finger to the floor, brow furrowed and a frown on her face. That frown lessened when he leaned down to give her a kiss, and lessened again when he smooched her neck. She covered her breasts with her hands, preventing him from any more playing, so he blew a raspberry right above her belly button.

She giggled. “Fucker,” she said.

He ignored her, planting kisses all over her stomach. His hands found their way to her rump, where they began kneading her cutiemarks. Starlight made a happy sound, wiggling in place. Anon could hear the camera snapping a picture as she placed a hand on top of his head, then the other.

The mare twitched as he kissed her mound, her nails digging into her scalp. He could see that the unicorn hadn’t been lying when she said she had been close to cumming with just a bit of titplay. She was so wet that her thighs were slick almost to the knees. The sugary, blueberry scent of her arousal was thick in the air. It made his mouth water.

Anon tried to just bury his face into her groin, tongue out, but Starlight held onto his head with all her might.

“Don’t,” she growled with gritted teeth. “I just need to take a picture for Trixie.”

He pushed himself forward, his neck straining. Sticking his tongue out as far as he could, he managed to lick some of the precum off Starlight’s thigh. A groan escaped him as taste tickled his taste buds.

He loved the scent of an aroused mares, but their taste was something out of this world. Out of all of the ponies him and Starlight had been with, none had tasted fishy or bitter. All of them. Starlight included, were sweet, like he was licking a piece of candy or a lollipop. That, along with the smell, would make his head spin. If he wasn’t careful, he could lose track of time, or even train of thought. Starlight once teased that she wouldn’t need to use her magic to mind control him; she’d just need to take her pants off and get herself worked up.

Starlight shivered as his tongue dragged across her thigh. Her grip on him loosened, allowing him to inch forward. She bit her bottom lip hard as she felt his warm, moist breath wash over her marehood.

“Oh f-fuck,” she mumbled. “Anon. Just give me a minute, you damn horny colt. I need to calm down a little. I’m serious. Stop.”

Though it was rather difficult to contain himself, Anon stopped, looking up at her. It took Starlight a few moments to realize that he was no longer trying to push himself forward. She eased up her grip on his head, taking a few deep breaths.

“Whoo. Alright… okay… My gosh...”

As she talked to herself, Anon played with her rump, squeezing and bouncing those big cheeks with his hands. His cock was so hard and twitching that he could feel himself dripping into the floor. Her scent was starting to make it hard to focus, but he did the best he could, keeping his gaze glued onto her face, waiting for a sign that he could continue.

He had no idea how much time passed, but Starlight eventually puffed her cheeks out, exhaling explosively. “I should be good now,” she said, giving his head a pat. “I must have been more backed up than I thought. I was really going to--”

Anon leaned forward, pressing his face against the stubble that covered her groin. He nuzzled the tender flesh, tongue slipping out of his mouth to tickle the unicorn’s clit. Starlight let out a grunt, but she made no move to stop him. This gave him the confidence to plant a kiss on her mound, then on both of her thighs, then, finally, on her marehood.

Starlight let out a whine, her ears pinned against her skull. She levitated the camera around the two of them, taking picture after picture. When she felt the human’s tongue slip inside of her her magic faltered, causing her to nearly drop the expensive piece of equipment.

“You fucking whore. EAT IT!”

Grabbing a handful of his hair, she bucked her hips gently against his face. Anon took it in stride, still kneading her ass as pressed his lips against hers, using his tongue to lap up her cum. He quickly pulled back, a string of clear fluid coming with him before breaking. Licking his lips, he let out a growl. His hands let her ass, wrapping around her waist. Starlight attempted to wiggle, but the human’s grip on her only tightened, firmly securing her in place.

Starlight could only watch as he began cleaning her thighs, her legs, and her marehood, licking her like one would an ice cream cone. The sight made her heart race. While she was a villain no longer, seeing such a big stallion on his knees desperately licking her scratched an old itch. It made her feel powerful, in control, and she liked to feel both even now.

She forced his face back into her groin, mashing his nose up against her marehood. “No more playing around. Lick. It,” she commanded.

Without hesitation, Anon did as she asked, tilting his head up to give her a series of slow, lazy licks. He went from top to bottom, taking a second or two to play with her clit whenever he reached the top, making her hiss with pleasure. Already she could feel warmth once again building in the pit of her stomach.

Usually, it would take a bit of time for her to get this worked up. Anon knew where her weak points were, but his tongue was small and thin. Oral was usually just foreplay, not something that she’d cum to. Right now, however, she could feel a powerful orgasm coming, one so strong that she didn’t have the mindset to even try to push him toward the bed so she could have some fun too.

It was strange. She could never remember her body being so sensitive. From the tip of her horn to the bottom of her hooves she could feel things she had never felt before. She could smell the pot of ink that she kept in her drawer across the room, feel the air shifting in the room. Everything seemed amplified, heightened. When Anon’s tongue slipped into her marehood, she could feel the bumps of his tastebuds. Each time he exhaled, it washed over her legs and seemed to warm her entire body up. As his fingertips teased her cutiemarks, she could feel the dents and imperfections in each of his nails.

It would have been freaky, worrying in fact, if it didn’t feel so absolutely wonderful.

“Oh my gosh,” she moaned, using his head for support as she leaned forward.

She began humping his face, hissing under her breath. The human’s tongue was dancing over her marehood. One moment his licking was slow and soft, the next it was quick and purposeful. All the while, the tip of that tongue would find its way back to her clit.

The build up grew and grew. Heat spread out from her belly, causing her to break out into a sweat. She could hear the blood pounding in her ears. Her nostrils flared, taking in the scent of her own arousal mixed with Anon’s.

One last flick of her clit was the tipping point. The pleasure crashed through her body, so long and hard that it took her breath away. She wanted to scream until her windows shook, but she could only point her head to the ceiling in a wordless cry.

Anon’s face was soaked in cum. It filled his mouth, making him groan as he swallowed the wonderful nectar. He closed his eyes, dutifully, greedily, licking the mare through a shaking, bucking, wiggling orgasm. Even when Starlight had no more to give he continued his tongue work, hoping for another mouthful to swallow.

He was only broken out of his trace when the mare began to slowly sink to her knees, letting out a shaky breath. Surprised, Anon placed his hands on her sides, gently guiding her down in front of him.

“Starlight, are you alright there?” he asked.

Starlight, covered in sweat, eyes half open, and breathing hard, could only look at him. Wrapping an arm around him, she nestled herself against his chest.

“I can’t… feel… legs,” she panted out. “Give… me a… minute… I need… I need to...”

A few moments later, a snore could be heard from the mare. Anon looked down at her, then winced as he felt his dick twitch.

“Dammit…”

Five

Twilight sat in her kitchen, a mug of freshly made coffee in hand. The mare felt happier and more restful than she had in days. The headache that had been hounding her since they had captured Fluttershy had gone as well.

There was a smile on her face as she watched Spike. The little dragon darted around the kitchen with his little apron on, cooking up a storm. The kitchen soon filled with the familiar scents of breakfast. Eggs, toast, pancakes, oatmeal; they were all there, but there was another smell, one that reminded her when Anon used to live with them in the tree house. Bacon.

It was nasty stuff, the smell able to turn even Applejack green. Twilight had built up a tolerance for it, so she didn’t want to puke whenever her number one assistant put it on a hot pan, if only just. As she sat there, sipping on her coffee, she couldn’t help but reminisce.

She remembered Anon sitting at their table in a chair far too small for him. She remembered his eyes lighting up when she showed him a package of five pounds of bacon she had gotten him for his birthday. She remembered when he gave a hesitant Spike a piece, and her immediate horror when the dragon instant became hooked. After the two had had their fill she had been forced to air out the tree house. The neighbors had complained about the smell for days.

Twilight sighed at the memory, watching as Spike flipped a pancake onto a plate. She had long ago ceased even offering to help him. The alicorn was a lot of things, but a good cook was not one of them. Spike had been trying his hardest to teach her lately, but even after months of work her food wasn’t exactly what one would call edible.

“You think we should go and wake Anon up?” Spike asked. “You know how he is in the mornings.”

Twilight leaned forward, resting her elbows on the table. She let out a hum, thinking for a few moments before shaking her head.

“It’s still early. We can let him sleep a little longer,” she said. “We have all day.”

Spike’s nose scrunched up. “Well, if he doesn’t hurry up I’m calling dibs on the bacon.”

Twilight had to hold back a shudder as he licked his lips, looking down at a big plateful of the stuff.

“It’s been forever since I’ve had any of this. Oh Celestia, I can’t wait...”

“I can’t understand why you like that,” Twilight said.

“It’s awesome!” Spike said, driving his point him by stuff a clawful of bacon into his mouth and noisily chewing. “You should try a piece. I bet you’d like it.”

Just the idea of her enjoying the flesh of a once living being was almost enough to make Twilight’s stomach turn. She quickly pushed the thought to the side, giving her assistant a slightly forced smile.

“No thank you. I’ll just take some oatmeal and toast. And some of those pancakes. And those hashbrowns. Some cereal too please.”

Spike rolled his eyes. “I’ll get you some fruit too. Wouldn’t want you leaving hungry now, would we?”

“Hey, who’s cooking bacon?” a voice called.

Anon poked his head into the kitchen, his eyes immediately settling on the plateful of bacon.

“Morning everyone,” he said, over toward the table and sitting next to Twilight. “Lord, Spike, you make enough food there, buddy?”

“If I don’t make a big enough breakfast Twilight is grumpy all day,” Spike replied with a shrug.

Twilight couldn’t help but blush. “It’s my alicorn biology. Princess Celestia said we burn a lot more calories compared to the average pony.”

She wrapped a wing around the human’s back, pulling him against her. Anon looked down at her for a moment, before slinging an arm over her shoulder.

“Thanks for reading with me last night. I really needed it,” she said, resting her head against him.

“It’s just like back in the day, huh?” Anon replied.

“The bed was a lot smaller.”

“My feet did always hang off the edge. Remember when Spike tried to bite my foot that one time?”

“Hey, that was an accident!” Spike said, jabbing a spatula at them. “I was asleep, and you scared me. Besides, your foot shouldn’t have been so close to my basket.”

“Man, I miss that old basket.”

“I do too. Honestly, it was more comfortable than the bed I have now.”

“Why not get another one then? I can get you one for your birthday.”

“No thanks. It’d be weird to have a basket when I have my own room and everything now…”

As her two favorite stallions conversed, Twilight allowed her eyes to slip shut. She nuzzled herself closer against Anon. She always liked how noticeably cooler he was to the touch than a pony. His big body was perfect to snuggle with whenever it got hot out.

She remembered a simpler time, when she was still a faithful student. Anon still suffered from random panic attacks. Though not as bad as they had been when he had first appeared in the middle of town, he was still forced to wear that green mask his therapist knitted for him if he wanted to go outside, otherwise he’d just shut down if he were around any crowds. She and Rarity were the only ponies that he could be around for any length of him. Since his anxiety was bad enough that he had trouble sleeping, she had suggested that the two read aloud to each other in bed until they fell asleep.

The Alicorn smiled as Anon laughed at whatever Spike just said. It had been strange at first, she had never slept with a colt other than her dad and brother--and that had only been when she was little--but after a few weeks their reading sessions would end with a wonderful night’s sleep. She enjoyed the feeling of his mostly hairless skin, those big arms of his wrapped around her, but most of all it was his scent. It was familiar yet alien, with a metallic hint to it.

As Twilight wiggled just a hair closer, she could smell something meshed in with his usual smell. It was faint, barely noticeable over the soap that he used, but he could smell a mare. More specifically, a mare’s arousal.

Shestiffened. She didn’t pull away from Anon, but her ears did perk up. “Anon?”

“Hmm?” Anon said, looking down at her.

“You didn’t happen to see Starlight this morning, did you?”

Anon’s expression soured slightly. “Yeah, I did,” he replied. “When I left you, I found her fast asleep in the middle of the hallway. I tried to put her to bed, but she didn’t want to sleep alone.”

“She gets like that when Trixie isn’t here,” Spike said, sticking out his tongue. “There’s some days if you have your door unlocked she’ll come right in and sleep with you.”

That was true. Starlight was a mare that really didn’t like to sleep alone. Ever since Trixie had left for a tour, she had been hounding Twilight to sleep with her. While Twilight was always ready to help a friend, she almost always kept her door locked. She liked Starlight, and she was a great student, but the unicorn couldn’t keep her hands to herself. A fact which Anon never seemed to mind.

She felt a blush coming to her face. She frowned, trying her best to ignore the jealousy brewing in the pit of her stomach. She stayed right next to Anon, as close as she could, right until she heard plates being set out. Then, with her stomach growling loudly, she sat back properly into her chair.

“So, how was your sleep?” Anon asked as she reached for her utensils. “You feel alright this morning?”

“I feel great,” Twilight insisted, tying a napkin around her neck. “You know, you didn’t have to leave, right? We could have slept together like we used to.”

“I wanted to make sure you slept the whole night,” Anon said with a shrug. “I remember you tossing and turning whenever I slept with you. Can’t imagine that being all that restful. You need to be in tip top shape for Flutters today.”

Twilight sighed. “I suppose you’re right. Still, we’re going to have to do another reading session soon.”

“Of course. I made sure to bookmark our place last night.”

“Alright,” Spike said, stacking pancakes high onto Twilight’s plate. “Twilight wants everything but the kitchen sink. What do you want, Anon? Other than the bacon I mean.”

“I just want a little bit of bacon, buddy. Two pieces of buttered toast, and some eggs too, if you can.”

“Sunny side up?”

“You know it.”

Saluting, Spike scurried back toward the stove.

With a spell, Twilight teleported a jug of maple syrup into the table. She thoroughly soaked her pancakes, then proceeded to roll one of them up with her magic. She stabbed it with her fork, lifted it to her mouth, and began to eat.

“You really need to start eating like a normal person. Twi,” Anon said, watching as she ate her pancake in two big bites before drowning another and rolling it up as well. “I know you’re an alicorn and everything, but even you guys need to chew when you eat.”

“Ish always ate likesh this,” Twilight said somewhat indignantly, her cheeks puffed out like a chipmunk. “You knowsh ‘at!”

Anon made a face. “I know, and it’s worried me longer than I can remember.”

Making sure that Spike wasn’t looking, the eating princess made a rude gesture toward the human. Anon laughed, wrapping an arm around her. He playfully reached out toward her plate, only for Twilight to point her fork threateningly at him.

Spike just snorted as he cracked an egg into a pan. “You two really need to get a room…”

In no time at all, Twilight finished her pancakes. Spike brought over a plateful of scrambled eggs and hay bacon, both of which she tore into like a rabid animal. Anon had to move away so he couldn’t be covered in chewed food and orange juice. When Spike brought him his plate he ate slowly, in no rush at all. The dragon then placed two plates far away from Twilight’s grasp, one for himself and one for Starlight no doubt. He helped himself to some pancakes--sprinkled with rubies, his favorite-- taking a lion's share of the bacon. Hoping into a chair, he began to eat as well.

There was no more talking, or playing, or teasing. The only sounds that could be heard was chewing and utensils tapping and scraping against plates.

Twilight, while eating enough for four fully grown stallions, finished far before the other two. She leaned back into her chair with a satisfied groan, patting her engorged belly.

“Fantastic as always, Spike,” she said.

“You sure you’re full there, Twi? I don’t want to get too close and lose an arm by accident,” Anon said, taking a sip of his water.

“Har, har, har, very funny.”

“Seriously though, where do you put it all? You’re like a black hole. You sure you’re the Princess of Friendship and not the Princess of Eating Competitions?”

“You keep it up with the jokes and I’ll show you where I put it all, buster brown,” she said, reaching over with a wingtip to boop his nose. “Now, I know you’re still eating, and Starlight is… resting, but I think we need to discuss a plan of action with Fluttershy for today. We don’t need a repeat of what happened yesterday.”

Very slowly, Anon placed his fork down. “Actually, I had a conversation with Fluttershy yesterday, and I think I might have a solution...”

~_~_~_~_~_~

“It looks like the recorder is working. Fantastic. Ahem. My name is Twilight Sparkle. For prosperity's sake I am going to record all conversations conducted today as well as my thoughts, both for self-study and the study of all those with an academic mindset who might wish or need the information gathered.”

Once again checking to see that her recording device was in working order, Twilight began walking the room. She was wearing a white labcoat, every pocket stuffed with all sorts of measuring devices and rubber gloves. Her mane had been done up in a tight ponytail. Sitting on top of her head was a pair of goggles. Beside her, also wearing a labcoat along with a thick pair of rubber gloves that went up past her elbows, was Starlight.

There, sitting in the middle of a room filled with giant humming machines and tables with beakers and rubber hoses filled with strange liquids and magnifying lenses, was Anon. Unlike the two very smart horse-women in the room, he was not wearing a labcoat, nor had he even been offered eye protection of any kind. He was in his normal clothes, not allowed to wear his shoes for some reason.

Anon would have never admitted it, but he was a tad nervous. He remembered, not all that long ago, when Twilight had worn a similar labcoat with a crazed, curious look in her eyes directed at him. Thankfully, he wasn’t the one under a microscope today. The unfortunate winner of both mares’ curiosity was seated in his lap.

Fluttershy appeared to be calm. Even though she was eyeing both Twilight and Starlight with her eyes narrowed and her muzzle scrunched, there was no tension in her body. She wasn’t about ready to charge at the mares; at least not immediately.

She had her back firmly pressed against Anon’s chest, her head right under his chin. The pegasus had one of his hands held firmly between her own two.

Twilight cleared her throat.

“An indeterminate amount of time ago, a dear friend of mine, a pegasus named Fluttershy, was infected by what we believe is an extremely rare magical disease. With some surface observations, it was noted that this pony-made disease seems to mirror symptoms of vampirism. I cannot stress enough that our current data is nowhere near thorough enough to give any conclusive guess as to what exactly happened and is happening to her. In fact, we cannot, with total certainty, say that what’s wrong with her is a disease; magical or otherwise.

It is my desire to explore and study whatever has turned her into what she is now with the help of my assistants, Starlight Glimmer and the human Anonymous.”

Anon opened his mouth to say something, but Starlight brought a finger to her lips and shushed him. Fluttershy didn’t seem to appreciate the gesture, her ears folding against her skull as she let out a low, slow hiss.

Twilight turned, staring at Fluttershy.

“At this moment I am going to ask Fluttershy a series of questions, both to see her mental state as well as attempt to gather just how much the disease has changed her from the mare that I knew.”

With a snap of her fingers, a stool appeared a few feet from Fluttershy and Anon. Twilight walked over to it, taking a seat. With another snap a clipboard and pen appeared in her hands. Tapping the pen against the clipboard, Twilight leaned forward.

“Good morning Fluttershy. How was your sleep?”

Fluttershy said nothing, just staring at the mare. Anon nudged her.

“Get to talking,” he said.

“I’d prefer not to,” Fluttershy said with a sniff. “This is… beneath me.”

“I’m going to keep my word. You need to keep yours,” he replied, using his knees to bounce her.

“I promised that I would not harm the prey, my Count. I never said that I would converse with them. Please, my lord, why don’t we just return to our temporary chambers? Let the sheep mewl to themselves.”

“Can you not call them sheep? They’re your friends.”

“They were the other Fluttershy’s friends; a weak and pathetic mare if there ever was one.”

Twilight was furiously writing as they talked, her eyes never leaving them.

“Interesting,” she said quietly before sitting up a little straighter. “Fluttershy? Could you please explain to me what you exactly mean when you call us prey?”

Fluttershy pressed her back against the human’s chest, mouth forming into a thin line. It took a good two minutes of Anon nudging and poking the pegasus before she let out a sigh.

“You are lovers of the weak-hearted sun,” she said. “Not warriors, not hunters. There is no drive, no ferocity in any of you. You do not even think for yourselves beyond what that wretched princess wishes you to. This is why you’re lesser, why you’re prey. Not fit to be even called ponies.”

Starlight, who was taking her own notes, looked up from her clipboard. “Hey, fuck you evil Fluttershy,” she said.

Twilight raised a hand toward her, making a calming gesture.

“Alright… Let’s agree to disagree on that, hmm? Thank you very much for answering me.”

“I would not be here at all if not for my Count,” Fluttershy said, reaching up to touch Anon’s cheek. “You should be on your hands and knees, kissing the very ground he walks on in thanks.”

Twilight watched as the mare looked up at the human, who appeared less than happy. She tried not to squirm as Fluttershy started to stroke his face, looking into his eyes with nothing less than total adoration. She coughed, tapping a hoof against the ground louder and louder until the pegasus once again turned her attention back toward her.

“Yes, well, let's continue please. You keep calling Anon your Count. Is there a reason for that?”

“Because that is what he is,” Fluttershy replied, tilting her muzzle upward. “Unlike you weaklings, he did not cower from me, he did not run. When I dared to bite him he left a mark on me unlike any other.”

She squirmed in Anon’s lap, hugging his hand close to her chest.

A slightly uncomfortable silence filled the room. Twilight was doing her best to ignore it and write down her notes. Anon was looking down at the pegasus, looking exasperated. Starlight was staring at the mare as well, a scowl on her face.

“Hey, fuck you evil Fluttershy! You big, dumb weirdo.”

“For Celestia’s sake, Starlight…”

“What? I’m still mad about the prey thing! Am I not allowed to be mad at the prey thing? I’m not prey; I destroyed the world for Luna’s sake. Twice!.”

Covering her face with a hand, Twilight could only let out a groan.

After that admittedly rocky start things began to go a little more smoothly. With Anon coaxing Fluttershy, the mare began to open up more. Sure, most of what she said was insults, mostly centered around the sun and Celestia, but what information they could glean from her was incredibly useful.

While she stated she enjoyed the taste of blood, Fluttershy did not need it. What she did need was fruit. More importantly, she needed the natural sugars in the fruit. If she didn’t get enough fruit, she would get weak and groggy. The same thing happened if she were to step outside in the sun, which she said hurt to look at in any light. She also remembered her “past” life as the Fluttershy that they all knew and loved, though she recalled that time with distaste.

Anon really did his best to keep the pegasus talking, but after around an hour of questioning Fluttershy started to clam up. She started to look visibly irritated with Twilight walking around her with her clipboard, baring her teeth more than once whenever the excited alicorn would get right up in her face to ask her something. Thankfully, Starlight was able to notice this, and had them switch to testing.

They tested her reflexes, her vision, earring, sense of smell, and a dozen other things. The results that came back were, in a word, worrying. After the day before, they knew that Fluttershy was freakishly fast, but testing showed that she was nearly three times as fast as a regular pony. She was also much stronger, able to lift a two hundred pound sack and toss it right up to the ceiling with absolutely no effort; though they weren’t sure if that just wasn’t what Fluttershy could do before she became a vampire. The mare could also see in near absolute darkness, hear so well that all of Twilight’s equipment couldn’t measure just how well, and smell a drop of blood in a closed container on the other side of the castle.

Perhaps the most worrying thing about the mare concerned her mouth. Her fangs were tough and sharp enough to pierce steel, and her jaw strength was now comparable to that of a Great White Shark. Anon had paled when he saw her nearly bite through Twilight’s measuring device, quietly thankful she hadn’t bitten a chunk out of his neck.

It was scary. They were at the tip of the iceberg where testing was concerned, and it was made painfully clear to them just how dangerous that Fluttershy was. She was a super predator, one so dangerous that it was clear to them just how lucky they had been with her, all things considered. Had she so desired, she could have ripped doors off hinges or broken through walls of the ponies she had been stalking about town.

Twilight, while very much against Anon’s plan this morning, had relented once she had checked and double checked some of the results. As much as she didn’t want to put her friend in the lion’s den, Fluttershy could not, under any circumstances, be allowed to leave the castle. If she managed to infect more ponies, even just a few, Equestria could be in some serious trouble.

Which was why, as the sun was beginning to set, Anon found himself in Fluttershy’s room. Twilight had given him a hug and reassurance that her and Starlight would be checking up on them throughout the night before locking the door. The test results today really must have unnerved the alicorn, because there were two more magical runes on the doors, both of which looked just as complex and powerful as the first one.

Fluttershy, meanwhile, seemed absolutely thrilled. The mare had a great big smile on her face, practically skipping around the room.

“Oh my Count, it is my greatest delight that I’ll finally take my rightful place at your bedside,” she said, her bat wings giving a small flap.

“You slept with me yesterday,” Anon pointed out.

He tried not to make a face as he looked at the mare’s fangs. Fluttershy no doubt could hear his heartbeat pick up, but she didn’t comment on it, walking toward him.

“That was a flight of passion. A lady should have waited for her lord to beckon, but I ached for you, my love,” Fluttershy said. “I pray that you can forgive me.”

She bowed her head, her wings drooping to the floor. It was stange, seeing someone so dangerous look so sorry. Anon, not able to help himself, placed a hand on her shoulder.

“Come on, Flutters. Don’t go doing that,” he said. “Just… don’t try to eat me tonight, okay?”

Fluttershy looked up at him, a small smile coming to her face. “Any proper lady should “eat” her lover whenever she can,” she said. “Would you deny me such a… lovely meal?”

Anon leaned down, looking her in the eye. “Yes. Yes I would.”

The mare blew a raspberry at him. “You wound me, darling. Still, I shall forgive you, as your very presence is more than enough to heal any slight.”

Before Anon could blink, she darted forward and gave him a peck on the nose. Pulling back, she spun around on a hoof and began to make her way to the bathroom. She made sure to put a sway in her hips as she walked, her tail flicking from side to side.

“I will refresh myself,” she said over her shoulder. “I would be delighted if my Count were to join me…”

“I’ll just be out here, thanks,” Anon replied, backing up until he hit the bed, then sitting down.

“Next time then,” Fluttershy said with complete confidence, looking over her shoulder to wink at him.

It wasn’t until he heard the bathroom door click closed did Anon find himself relaxing. He let out a sigh, shoulders slumping. He wanted to let himself fall back onto the bed, but the feeling of danger forced him to be alert and weary. Desperately, he wished he could go back to his relative ignorance, where he thought vampire Fluttershy was just a regular horse with fangs and bat wings. Were she as hostile to him as she was to the other girls he would have been having a full blown panic attack.

Anon took a few deep breaths to steady himself. Everything would be alright. If Fluttershy had really wanted to hurt him, she would have done it last night when she snuck in his room. Or when he caught her at Sweet Apple Acres. Or the dozens of other opportunities that he had unknowingly given her.

Slowly, his racing heart began to slow. Anon closed his eyes, forcing himself to lean backwards until his back hit the mattress.

There might have been danger, but thankfully Flutters didn’t seem to wish him any harm. All he needed to do was keep it that way until Twilight and Starlight figured out a way to change her back. Then he wouldn’t have to worry about her murdering everyone.

“How the hell did I even manage to get her mouth open? Or off me. Fuck, I just carried her home like it was no big deal…”

Anon covered his face with a hand, listening to the sound of a shower being turned on. Not long after, it was followed by singing. He couldn’t make out the words, but he knew Fluttershy’s voice anywhere. Kicking off his shoes, he made himself comfortable.

He closed his eyes, promising himself that he’d only do so for a minute, but when he eventually did come back to himself the shower was no longer running. Eyes snapping open, he picked his head up.

From across the room, Fluttershy was pulling a sock up her leg. The mare had her mane and tail wrapped in towels, her fur still slightly wet. The underwear she was wearing must have been stolen, which, with a single glance, he knew the real Fluttershy would never buy something so risque . Her panties may as well have been floss with how much they really hid, and she would spill out of her bra if there were a slight breeze.

Fluttershy was humming to herself as she pulled the sock up her thigh. She looked down at her leg, then back at her rump. Seemingly satisfied, she hopped in place--which forced her to push her tits back into her bra--then turned toward Anon. She smiled, seeing him struggling to pick his jaw off of the floor.

“My Count enjoys what he sees?” she asked, running her hands down her body. “A bit tight to be sure, but you gaze more than makes up for it~”

Anon finally forced himself to look away from the pegasus. He coughed into his hand, trying his best to ignore the tightness in his pants. What had happened this morning with Starlight had already left him backed up. He had a feeling sleeping with an ex-supermodel was only going to make things worse.

Fluttershy giggled, making her way over to him. A wing stretched out around his shoulder as she plopped herself into his lap. Anon tried to lean away, surprised, but the wing tightened around him, pulling him back against her.

“My Count had a less than satisfying experience with that purple unicorn, yes?” she asked.

Anon frowned. “How’d you know about that? You weren’t sneaking around, were you?”

“Oh no, I could hear you both enjoying yourselves well enough from here,” Fluttershy said, stroking his chest. “Smell it as well. It was a shame she was not mare enough to satisfy you, my love, though it is not surprising. There is only one that could do such a thing, and she’s right in your lap.”

She kissed his neck, looking up at him with her blood red eyes.

“You needn’t even ask. Just take me.”

Anon leaned down toward her ear. “No,” he said.

Fluttershy frowned. “Might I ask why?” she asked.

“You’re not the real Fluttershy,” the human replied. “You’re just some weird magical sickness. Running around naked, wearing this--” he gestured toward her with a hand. “--she wouldn’t act like this.”

The mare began to softly laugh. “There is so much of that weakling you call Fluttershy that you don’t know of, my Count,” she said, patting his cheek. “Fluttershy: the mare that couldn’t stomach eyes settling on her. Fluttershy: the mare that became anxious at the smell of a stallion so much so that it’d make her stomach tighten when one came too close.”

She laughed again, hopping off of his lap to stand in front of him.

“A silent, private mare, with nothing but her animals and her cartoons. A mare too soft to allow her instincts take over when she saw a nice male that didn’t make her wish to run because he was not a stallion. One that helped her carry her animal feed from the market, even when she doesn’t ask. Perhaps she walked behind him not because what she’s carrying is heavy but because she enjoyed looking at his flank.”

Fluttershy’s red eyes seemed to glow as she began to pace the room like a trapped animal.

“She did not say anything to him of course. She was still weak, too unsure of herself to take what she wanted. Instead, she thanked him and returned to her empty home with her animals, with only her imagination, her fingers and a toy or three.”

Slowly, Anon’s eyes narrowed. “It took years for me to believe that Princess Celestia and Princess Luna raised and lowered the sun and the moon, even when they did it in front of me at different times of the day. If you think I’m going to believe you for even a second, when you have something to gain, you are out of your mind,” he said.

“So stubborn,” Fluttershy said, taking a seat right next to him. “I am simply telling you the truth, my Count. The only thing I “gain” is pleasure in your understanding of why I am better than the mare you knew as Fluttershy.”

She leaned against him. Very carefully, she placed a hand over his bandaged arm. When Anon looked at her, he saw she was looking at his also still bandaged neck. The expression she wore on her face almost looked regretful, though only for a moment as she looked ahead.

“I do not resist instinct. Anxiety and fear do not rule me. I am strong, fierce. I take what I wish and I hunt where I will when I will it. I will not hide behind my mane and quietly hope for things that might never happen.”

She puffed her chest out, head held high as she looked at him.

“I am better. Better.

Anon leaned down toward the mare until their noses were almost touching. “If you think all that then you really aren’t the Fluttershy I knew. She’s one of the strongest ponies I know.”

Some of the air left her, a mixture of annoyance and amusement crossing her face. “So stubborn,” she repeated, booping his nose with her own. “I suppose I’ll need to take steps to show you. Words are less than wind after all.”

She leaned back, pressing her biceps on either side of her chest. With a squeeze she pressed her breasts together, almost forcing them to pop out of her bra. Anon, for his part, was able to mostly keep his gaze settled on her face. Mostly.

“As much as I’ve enjoyed our conversation, I am tired, my love,” the pegasus said with a yawn. “Humoring those sun-loving harlots had taken its toll upon me. Shall we retire?”

Rubbing his face, the human let out a sigh. “Yeah, we probably should be hitting the hay. It’s gonna be another day of teasing to--”

Wrapping her arms around his neck, Fluttershy pressed her weight against him. Anon was forced to fall back onto the bed, where the mare immediately began making herself comfortable. Of course, she made sure that as much of her body was pressed up against his as was physically possible. She hummed into his ear, running a hand down his chest.

Anon quickly wiggled out of her grasp, which got an upset squeak out of the mare. He walked over toward the closet, opening it and poking his head inside. He grabbed a blanket, making his way over to the light switch and flicking it off.

“We’ll need this,” he said, tossing the blanket onto the bed. “You’re freezing.”

Fluttershy’s sour look once again turned happy as he climbed back into the bed. He had barely touched the mattress when she was once again clinging to him, cooing and touching and shivering. Anon just closed his eyes and did his best to ignore it, keeping his hands to himself.

It was going to be a long, long night.

Six

Heat.

When Anon had gone to bed, he had been cold. Even with the two blankets, Fluttershy had been like an icicle pressed up against him. It wasn’t quite teeth chattering, but she was cold enough to make him wish he had grabbed a third blanket. As he slowly rose from the dark comfort of slumber, that chill was gone, replaced with an overwhelming heat. It felt like a furnace underneath the blankets.

With that heat, there was a scent as well. The smell of his sweat was there of course, but there was something else; something far more potent. It was a mixture between caramel and the smell of Morning Dews in full bloom, with the heady, focus-annihilating scent of an aroused mare.

As his consciousness came back to him, Anon heard sounds as well. The blankets being moved, heavy breathing. There were whimpers, and the occasional quiet groan. It took him a few moments, but he realized that the noises were coming from not a foot away from him.
Opening an eye, Anon winced as now, fully awake, he noticed that not only was he hot and covered in sweat, but in a good deal of discomfort.

Fluttershy had her sizable rump pressed firmly against his groin. Somewhere in the middle of the night, Anon’s cock had poked out through the slit in his underwear. There, behind enemy lines, surrounded by a set of thick yellow thighs and a rump one could bounce a bit off it, it had been toyed with.

It felt like she had been teasing him since he had fallen asleep. His cock ached, his balls felt like they had grown a size. His underwear was soaked, and he had a feeling the wetness wasn’t all sweat. Every time he felt his cockhead brush against her rump a sharp pang of pain and pleasure shot up his spine.

Anon hissed, vehemently cursing his decision to take off his pajama bottoms right before falling asleep. He reached out, tapping Fluttershy’s shoulder, hoping that she’d stop doing whatever the heck she was doing so his poor penis wouldn’t explode.

“Fluttershy… Stop. Moving. Please.”

He felt the mare’s whole body tense as he touched her. She was curled forward, head tucked against her chin as she panted. Anon could feel the muscles in her shoulder move as she frantically moved her arm. The smell, the grinding, the sounds, the arm; it took a few moments, but he eventually put the pieces together.

“By the moon. My Count, oh my fucking Goddess,” Fluttershy. “I’m nearly…”

Before Anon could even begin to process Fluttershy saying fuck--a word she had never said before aloud for all the years he had known her--the bed creaked as the pegasus bucked her hips over and over again. She mumbled something that he couldn’t hear, her belly heaving as her body twitched. The scent of arousal threw thicker in the air. Anon could feel a wetness collecting on his shaft that wasn’t there before.

A knock on the door caused him to sit up. With robot-like motions, he threw off his covers, swung his legs over to the edge of the bed, and pushed himself off of it.

“Anon, it’s Starlight.” The door shimmered and became translucent, revealing the unicorn. “I was just checking to see if… What the heck?”

His cock bouncing with each stiff-legged step he took, Anon walked over to the door.

“What happened to you?” Starlight asked.

He did his best not to breathe. It was hard, since with his pounding heart even the few steps he had walked was making his lungs burn.

“Open the door.”

“Sure, but are you--”

“Open the goddamn door. Please and thank you.”

Looking very concerned, Starlight snapped her fingers. The door once again became whole. A moment later, there was a click, and the door was opened.

“Where in Celestia’s name are your pants?” the unicorn asked as Anon yanked open the door and stepped outside. “Why’s your dick out? Did Fluttershy do something to--oh!”

With just enough forethought to kick the door behind him closed, he scooped her up into his arms and began walking. She wasn’t wearing anything particularly sexy or revealing, just an overly large shirt and a pair of baggy pj bottoms, but it took all he had not to drop her on the ground and rut her like a wild beast.

“It feels like my dick and balls are going to explode,” he said. “I need help. Please.”

Starlight grinned as he began walking, the soft sounds of his feet hitting the crystal floor barely audible. Anon could feel his tip leaking freely, dribbling onto the floor with each step he took. Many times in his life he had been backed up and blueballed, but he had never felt anything like this. The discomfort was actually steering into genuine pain. He barely contained a whimper.

“What? A night with a supermodel was a bit too much for you?” she asked.

“Yeah,” he replied with a nod. “I know you wanna be funny, but I’m actually not great right now. Do you wanna help me sort this out? If you don’t please say so right now; I might not be able to put you down in a minute.”

Starlight’s smile disappeared. “Of course I’ll help you if you’re hurting,” she said. “Celestia, you really look bad. What did she do to you?”

“Don’t know. Don’t care right now. Need to cum.”

“Alright, but you can’t cum in me.”

Anon stopped in the middle of the hall to look down at the unicorn, who stared sheepishly back.

“What do you mean I can’t cum in you?”

“I promised Trixie I wouldn’t have baby making sex with anypony until she came back,” Starlight replied.

“I can’t have babies with you, Glimmy.”

“You know what I mean. I’m happy to help, but you can’t put it in me, okay?”

Hetook a deep breath. It was not okay; not even a little bit. Still, he held back the intense desire to complain, explosively exhaling. It wasn’t what he wanted, but he wasn’t going to push the issue, even in the state that he was in.

He was about to say something when he very nearly dropped the unicorn as his cock twitched, firing a spurt of cum onto the floor. He stumbled, just barely managing to regain his footing. Starlight tried to say something, but he just broke out into a jog toward her room. He did his best to breathe through his nose, since Fluttershy’s scent still clung to him, making things so much worse. He raced around a corner, nearly slamming into a wall, making the unicorn gasp. Seeing her bedroom door, he broke out into a full sprint, his eyes wide and wild.

Starlight’s horn glowed. Her clothing disappeared with a purple flash. Anon tripped over his feet, nearly face planting when he looked down to see her bare tits bouncing. Through luck and sheer will, he managed to continue his mad charge. Starlight’s horn glowed again, and she just managed to open her door before the human slammed into it.

He slowed his pace, walking through the door, more relieved than he had ever been in his life. He was shaking now, his heart pounding so hard that he wouldn’t have been surprised if Starlight could hear it.

“So, whatcha want me to do?” she asked him as he marched over to her bed. “You actually want that bj or--”

She let out a yelp as he dropped her onto the bed without warning.

“Hey, could you just--”

He grabbed her legs, pinning them together and lifting them up into the air so that her hooves were resting on his shoulder. Ignoring the feathering on her fetlocks tickling his face, he angled his aching, cum-soaked cock between her thighs. He let out a hiss as he slowly pressed himself forward, lifting the unicorn up somewhat to get more leverage.

It was perfect. So warm and soft that if he closed his eyes he could almost imagine that he was slipping into her marehood. Starlight, realizing what he wanted, quickly squeezed her thighs together. She laughed when he nearly crumpled to the ground.

“Come on then, stud,” she cooed, reaching up to cup one of her breasts. “Fuck my thighs~”

Anon, panting, hooked an arm around her knees, pushing them together. This cock gave an appreciative throb as the pressure around it became all that tighter. He barely heard Starlight giggling as he pressed himself between them as far as he could.

His cockhead poked out of the mare’s thighs. It was nearly purple in color, and swollen. As his cock throbbed again, he watched as a spurt of cum shot out of his tip, coating Starlight’s marehood. He gritted his teeth, slowly, carefully pulling back until his dick disappeared.

That warmth and heat followed his withdrawal. He felt himself twitching again, making a mess of her thighs as he pulled back until just his tip was nestled in her flesh. With a hard thrust, he drove himself forward. Her supple fur and flesh yielded, his tip popping out to slide up the length of her marehood. Starlight wiggled as his cockhead teased her clit, biting her bottom lip.

It was right there. He could feel it, smell it, nearly taste it. All he’d need to do was reach down with a hand and push himself in. He’d have the real thing and not second best; a fertile, hot, wet hole to fill and unload.

Snorting in frustration, he began a steady rhythm. Starlight said something; he heard the words but couldn’t process them. His entire focus was on the mare herself. The way that her mane bounced and her flesh rippled. Her breasts jiggling, the nipples hardening. A beautiful, amazing creature just for him.

He reached down to play with a tit, pinching her nipple between his pointer finger and thumb. Starlight reached down, grabbing his hand and lifting it toward her face. Eyes half-lidded, she blew him a kiss before guiding his thumb into her mouth. Her cheeks concaved ever so slightly as she began to suck.

Anon responded by snorting like a wild beast. His thrusting became shorter and more frantic. He couldn’t feel a build up, even though he had coated most of the unicorn’s lower body in pre cum. The pleasure was everywhere; constant, powerful, and equal in intensity from head to foot.

His cone of vision became smaller. It felt like his body was burning up. After a particularly hard thrust, he felt a sense of vertigo hit him. He held onto Starlight’s legs tightly, trying not to fall over as he fucked the mare’s thighs faster and faster.

She let out a groan when the first rope of cum shot from his tip with such force that it hit the bottom of her breasts. The next load left him with just as much force, as did the next one. Rope after rope left him, far more than should have been possible. He continued thrusting the whole while, trying to keep focused, desperately trying not to simply pass out.

With each load, the full body pleasure numbed somewhat. His heartbeat slowed as well, and some of the tension left his body. Relief filled him, putting a small smile on his face.

Using Starlight’s legs as support, breathing hard, he looked over the mare. Her belly and groin were a sticky mess. The mare herself was still sucking on his thumb, though her eyes were huge.

It took a few moments, but Anon eventually realized that he wasn’t getting soft. He also hadn’t ceased thrusting even now. His balls once again began to feel overly stuffed, much to his alarm.

Reaching up, Starlight pulled his thumb out of her mouth with a pop. She licked her lips, brow furrowed.

“Holy Luna,” she said breathlessly. “Do you think you can go again?”

~_~_~_~_~_~_~

As a matter of fact, Anon was able to go again, more than once in fact. The human really didn’t have an idea of just how long they both went at it, only the different places they traveled around the room.

The unicorn had him on the floor once the bed was ruined. When the carpet was thoroughly stained he carried her to her desk. He was also pretty sure he had her pressed up against her window somewhere in between in all. Were he not freaked out about how much he was able to cum, or how hard his heart was beating, he would have been very proud of himself.

Starlight seemed worried as well, though that didn’t stop her from taking full advantage of his seemingly unending arousal. She used her hands, thighs, hooves, legs, and breasts to get him off, along with countless toys that she had hidden around the room. Her worry turned to fascination as orgasm after orgasm tore through him. Thankfully, she made him drink a lot of water even while stroking, jerking, and playing with him so he didn’t turn into a mummy, though even after two gallons of water he still felt dehydrated. She said something about him cumming more than an Apple during summer. And had laughed. He hadn’t; he just wanted it to stop.

Thankfully, mercifully, the pleasure began to ebb. His orgasms were becoming less messy, and he wasn’t as painfully hard immediately after cumming. Seeing that the end was near, Starlight had lead him by his manhood toward her bathroom, where they had been for the past twenty minutes.

“Does that feel good?”

Anon’s eyes were half open. Warm water was pouring down onto his head. He had an arm wrapped around Starlight, who was jerking him off with one hand while playing with his balls with the other. The stream of water had done a good job getting more of the cum off the unicorn, but there were still some stubborn patches clinging to her. With a shaky hand, Anon reached up to wipe a bit of spunk from her crotch.

Starlight hummed, giving his shaft a firm squeeze. “You know, I’m going to smell like you for the next month, right?” she said. “If I didn’t know better, I’d say you were trying to mark me.”

“Fluttershy… did something… I think,” the human replied through gritted teeth.

“Oh, that’s just what you want me to think, my big human,” the unicorn cooed, tilting her head up to give him a peck on the cheek. “A good alibi to hide the fact that you want to make this innocent, nice unicorn yours. Is that what you want, Anon? To make me your cute lil wife? Maybe see my belly get big with your foals~?”

With a groan, Anon found himself cumming. Starlight, wrapping an arm around him for support, continued to jerk him off, aiming his tip toward the shower drain. She managed to get two thick ropes out of him before the rest became a dribble. It seemed as if she had finally tapped him out.

Anon sank to his knees, exhausted. He wrapped his arms around the unicorn, resting his head right under her breasts with a sigh.

“Feeling better?” she asked, placing a hand on top of his head.

He nodded.

“Do you want to help me get cleaned up so we can go to sleep for a little while?”

The human nodded again, though made no more to get up.

“Do you maybe need a little breather?” Starlight said, running her fingers through his hair.

After a pause, Anon sighed again before nodding.

The unicorn looked at his bandages. Both were seeping blood, soaked with water, and threatening to peel off. Her nose scrunched.

“We need to get these changed,” she said, poking at his forearm. “Those can’t be comfortable. Especially the one on your neck.

It took a few minutes, but with Starlight’s help he eventually managed to get back to his feet. He could already feel his body begin to ache from what he had put it through, but he did his best to ignore it, reaching for a scrubber and shampoo. Again, with Starlight’s help he thoroughly washed them both. He had been slightly worried that he’d get hard again if he started to rub his hands all over the mare’s body, but his little soldier seemed to be down for the count. Washed, rinsed, bandaged, and finally dried, Starlight helped him out of the shower and toward her bed.

“What do you think Fluttershy did to you?” she asked, helping him sit down.

“I don’t know. I just remember the bed feeling really warm, and my body was sweaty and wet, and she was slicking it right next to me,” he replied, laying back with a pained grunt.

“And you’re sure she did something?”

“Have you seen me cum like that before?”

“Don’t get fussy,” she said, flicking his ear before climbing overtop of him into the center of the bed. “Now get your cute butt over here.”

She laid on her side, patting the space right next to her. Rolling over, Anon crawled toward her. He slung an arm around her side, pressing his face between her warm, still slightly wet boobs. Starlight laughed, placing a hand onto the back of his head and pressing his face more firmly between them.

The unicorn looked around the room, making a face when she noticed the state that it was in. Her horn glowed, and with a spell cum was cleaned, things were rightened and folded, and the overpowering smell of sex began to disappear. She had to cast the spell twice on her bed, annoyed at herself for not doing so before they both climbed in it, but in no time at all her room was as pristine as it had ever been.

“You trashing up my room aside, that was actually pretty fun,” she said. “I wouldn’t want you being a living firehose all the time, but once in a while might not be bad.”

Anon just let out a low groan.

Starlight smiled, kissing the top of his head. “If whatever she did to you wasn’t magical, and I’m guessing it isn’t since you’re well, you, maybe I can figure out a way to recreate it?” she said. “It’d be a nice surprise for Trixie when she gets back.”

“We really don’t need to do that again,” he replied, lifting his face from her chest. “I’m pretty sure I was cumming bits of bone by the end.”

“We should get a vitamin smoothie or two in you after our nap,” she said. “Still though, we need to think of something to do for Trixie when she gets back.”

Anon made a face. “We really don’t.”

“Oh, come on. Don’t be like that,” Starlight said, flicking his nose. “We all had a lot of fun with Trixie last time.”

“You might have.”

“It might have been a little awkward, but it was a good night all around.”

“Her foreplay was ten minutes of card tricks and pulling handkerchiefs out of places, Starlight.”

“She was nervous! You were her first stallion.”

“She pulled ten feet of tied up handkerchiefs out of my ass,” Anon said, a haunted look in her eyes. “Ten feet.”

Starlight opened her mouth.

“Ten,” the human said with a hushed whisper, interrupting whatever she was about to say. “There were twenty knots in it. I had to count each one as they came out.”

An awkward silence followed. Anon shivered, picking his head up to look at the door as if she expected the magician to pop in at that moment.

“I… I did talk to her about that, a few days after” the unicorn said, ears folded against her skull. “She won’t do anything like that again.”

When she noticed Anon just staring off into the distance, his mind elsewhere, she gave his cheek a light slap.

“It’ll be fine. It’ll be fine,” she promised, tilting his chin up so that he was looking up at her. “She said she had a lot of fun with us. I had a great time and while you… didn’t, we can change that. Come on; she might be hotter than Fluttershy, and she’ll let you do whatever you want to her. Isn’t that enough to at least give her another chance?”

She bit her lip when she saw the doubt in his eyes.

“Please? For me?” she said. “I actually really, really like her. Sure, she has her quirks, but she really gets me. If things go well I could see myself settling down with her and you.”

“You? Settle?” Anon replied.

“Yes. Me. Settle,” Starlight said with a nod. “Fooling around is fun, but I want ponies to come home to everyday. Not strangers, but ones I care about and ones that care about me. A big, strong studly stallion--” She kissed his forehead. “--and a mare or two. I don’t know about you, but that sounds pretty good to me.”

“What brought this all on?”

“Oh, nothing in particular. I’ve actually been thinking about this for a while now. If this whole thing with Fluttershy hadn’t happened I’d have asked you before Trixie left.”

“... No fooling?”

Starlight looked down at him, collecting her thoughts. She reached up, placing a hand on his cheek.

“I think if I would have met you earlier in my life I wouldn’t have turned out like I did,” she said. “You’re a great stallion, Anon. If I don’t get anything out of Twilight and her teachings I’ll be always grateful that I got to meet you because of her. You’re a lot like me. Different. Weird. Other. When I’m with you I don’t feel so out of place, and I really, really like that.”

She smiled, booping his nose. Anon couldn’t help but smile back.

“So, here’s what’s gonna happen. When Trixie gets back the two of us are taking you out to a nice dinner, wherever you want. After that we’ll go out in some field and stargaze for a little while, sharing a blanket. When we’re done with that we’ll all go back to your place and screw the week away.”

Anon laughed. “The whole week?”

“You better believe it, buster,” Starlight said, pressing his head against her chest. “And you’re putting foals in both of us.”

“You know I can’t have kids with you, Glimmy.”

“You let me worry about that. I have my best ponies on it.”

“No you don’t.”

“I do too. Now be quiet or I’m crawling under these covers and sucking your dick until I get another four or five loads out of you.”

Anon winced, pressing his knees together. Starlight laughed at his expression, kissing his forehead before closing her eyes. As painful as it was, Anon dragged himself upward. Wrapping his arms around the unicorn, he pulled her against his chest. Starlight let out a content sigh, snuggling up against him.

Just as they got settled, there was a knock on the door, which was quickly followed by the doorknob turning. Spike poked his head in, looking around.

“Hey Starlight, are you coming to breakfast or what? The food is getting cold and--”

He stopped, sniffing the air. His face scrunched up in disgust as he looked over toward the bed. Starlight poked her head over Anon to look at him. Anon, meanwhile, was laying very still, trying his hardest to appear like a bunch of pillows.

“What the heck is wrong with you mammals? Why can’t you just lay eggs like civilized folk?” he muttered under his breath, shaking his head. “I’m putting the leftovers in the fridge. If you both want something for lunch and dinner you’re on your own; I’ll be at the Apples for an O and O session for most of the day.”

“Alright Spike, thanks for letting us know,” Starlight said softly.

Spike just stuck his tongue out, still shaking his head as he closed the door. Starlight looked at Anon, who’s eyes were closed.

“We forgot to lock the door,” she said, horror thick in her tone.

“Yeah. We forgot to lock the door,” Anon agreed.

Chewing on her bottom lip. Starlight’s horn sparked to life. The door was locked, then tugged on to make sure it was locked. With that done, she laid her head down, ready for a nap.

~_~_~_~_~_~_~

While Twilight had always held more interest in the fields of magic, she did enjoy dipping her hooves in biology. At times, the equine body was just as interesting--albeit grosser and messier--as a complex spell. So many systems working together in harmony. Those systems could weather some true ordeals if put through their paces. They could also fall apart at the drop of a hat.

The princess had been looking over Fluttershy’s results from their testing the other day as well as the samples she had managed to collect. Saliva, hair, blood; all weighed and measured and ready to examine.

Larger samples and some of her early findings had been sent to Ponyville General this morning. While Twilight considered herself a smart cookie, she was no medical professional. Better to have a group of doctors and nurses with years of experience looking over the data than her doing it herself. She would have liked to have brought in a doctor or two to conduct a complete physical to her friend, but after yesterday she didn’t want to risk anypony else without very good reason.

It was why she was sending Spike to the Apple’s for today. She would call Applejack later to see if the young dragon could stay there until she was more comfortable with Fluttershy’s containment.

She leaned back in her chair, rubbing her eyes. She hadn’t gotten as much sleep as she would have liked last night. She had been so worried about Anon being in the same room as Fluttershy for the whole night she had checked up on him at least a dozen times. He had seemed okay, but she was going to make sure to give him a once over whenever he woke up. Until then, she had some work to do.

The microscope sitting on the desk in front of her was top of the line. She had borrowed it from Celestia’s School for Gifted Unicorns in preparation for capturing Fluttershy. The school's dean had, kindly yet firmly, explained to her the importance in bringing this piece of equipment back to them in mint condition, as it was worth considerably more than her parents’ house in Canterlot. This meant using the microscope was a bit nerve wracking to say the least, but even so Twilight was having the time of her life with the thing. It could go up to three thousand times magnification. Three thousand!

She grabbed a slide with a drop of Fluttershy’s blood on it, placing it under the objective lenses. Playing with the knobs on either side of the microscope, she peered into the eyepiece. She was just about to bring the sample into focus when she heard hoofsteps.

Ears perking up, she sat up and looked over her shoulder. Starlight, still wearing her pajamas, walked in, running a hand through her messy mane. Twilight had to double take when she saw a ripped up pair of overly large underwear floating next to the unicorn.

“You alright?” Twilight asked. “You look… tired?”

“Yeah, yeah, I’m fine,” Starlight replied, yawning. “I just had to help Anon with something. It took a lot out of me.”

“Did something happen with him and Fluttershy?” Twilight asked, standing up. “Is he hurt? Do we need to--”

“Sit down,” Starlight said, waving her questions away. “He’s fine. He’s sleeping right now.”

As she drew closer, Twilight’s nostrils flared. Anon’s scent was so thick on the unicorn that if she closed her eyes she wouldn’t have been able to tell them apart from each other. She tried her hardest to keep the scowl off her face.

“What happened?” she asked, with a bit more aggressiveness than was needed.

“I guess she was rubbing up against him all night,” Starlight replied with a shrug. “She was jilling off right next to him when he woke up too. Really riled him up.”

Twilight’s anger disappeared in an instant at her student’s bluntness. “W-What?!” she said, face heating up.

“Yep. He was like a wild animal when I went to check up on him. Picked me up and carried me to my room and everything. Hey, do you have another glass slide lying around?”

Still trying to process just what Starlight had said, Twilight wordlessly passed her a slide.

“Thanks,” the mare said with a smile, walking over to take it out of her hands.

Twilight’s nostrils flared again, this time taking in the overwhelming scent of Fluttershy’s arousal. Her horror and embarrassment was such that she wished nothing more than to fold up like a piece of paper and hide under a blanket.

If Starlight noticed the alicorn’s inner turmoil she didn’t comment on it, raising the slide up to the light as she made her way over to a table. She grabbed a beaker and an eye dropper. Twilight made a noise as she twisted the underwear with a spell, causing liquid to seep from it and land into the beaker.

“I know colts can get worked up easily, but I’ve never seen Anon like that. The guy looked like he was going to have a heart attack,” Starlight said, levitating the eye dropper into the beaker and extracting some of the… juices.

“Not to mention his orgasms. His loads were bigger than an earth ponies’,” she continued, squeezing a few drops onto the slider. “I’m talking a lot of cum--”

“Starlight. Please,” Twilight begged, clasping her hands together.

“Hmm? Oh, sorry. Maybe a bit too much information, huh?” Starlight said with a giggle. “Could you move for a second? I wanna check something.”

A thoroughly embarrassed Twilight did as she was told, moving away from the microscope. Starlight took a seat in front of it, putting the slider underneath the objective lens. Looking into the ocular lens, she began adjusting the focus. As she did this, Twilight was trying her hardest to will the blush from her face, with not much success.

Still, as much as her student’s bluntness had absolutely mortified her, the alicorn was still curious as to what was going on. So, she moved to her students side, placing a hand on her shoulder. The unicorn hummed and hawed, suddenly leaning back.

“Huh. I figured that would be the case,” she said, rubbing her chin.

“Figured what?” Twilight asked.

“Remember how Fluttershy’s saliva seemed weird under the microscope?”

“Yes…”

“Guess how strange her cum looks.”

“Don’t… call it that. Please.”

Starlight couldn’t help but roll her eyes. “Alright, her vaginal fluids. There’s something off about it as well.”

“It could be that it’s just a different sort of fluid,” Twilight suggested.

“I don’t think so. There’s something off about the bacteria. I’ve never seen any like this; just like with her spit, but there’s so many more of them.”

“Here, let me take a look,” Twilight said, tapping her shoulder.

Starlight stood up, allowing the princess to take a seat. She peered into the lens, feathers ruffling. Sure enough, she saw exactly what they had seen yesterday. Clusters of strangely shaped organisms. She could see them pulsing as they moved through the fluid, their long, jagged feelers reaching out as if searching for something.

“Huh. You’re right,” she said, sitting back in the chair. “We need to send some of this to get examined as well. Hopefully somepony will know what they’re looking at.”

“I was thinking the same thing,” Starlight said with a nod. “But... I might have a theory.”

Twilight’s ears perked up. She looked toward the mare, motioning her to continue.

“I don’t know about you, but I couldn’t sleep too well last night, so I decided to do some more reading about fruit bats. I figured since we’re both pretty sure it was a fruit bat that infected Fluttershy that it wouldn’t hurt to read up about them. There were a few things that really stuck out to me, and others that didn’t until a few minutes ago.”

“Like what?”

“A fruit bat female is a lot larger than the males, and far more aggressive,” Starlight said. “If they do see a male, they’ll usually try to scare it away by knocking them out of the air or even biting them. Here’s the thing though; if they do bite the male and he manages to bite her back, the female will lose all aggression towards him. In fact, she’ll see him as her mate.”

“You think that’s why Fluttershy is acting like she is to Anon?” Twilight asked, brow furrowed.

“Maybe,” Starlight replied, rubbing her face with a hand. “I also read that if the male has no interest in the female she can pin him to the ground and rub her pu--”

“Starlight.”

“Her sex against his. A female fruit bat produces a pheromone cocktail that increases the males sex drive and sperm production. It takes hours to work, but when it kicks in it drives the male crazy. It’s also really dangerous. A lot of male bats die from heart failure. The craziest thing is that its just not dangerous for them.”

Starlight ran a hand through her mane.

“Some scientists did a study years ago where they took a male monkey and rubbed some of the sexual fluid against his junk. After an hour or two, the poor fella dropped dead of a heart attack. I might be talking out of my flank, but that seems pretty similar to what happened with Anon this morning. Thankfully, the big ape is a lot tougher than his cousins, otherwise we might be having a very different conversation.”

Twilight covered a hand to her mouth. “Sweet Celestia…”

The alicorn’s horn lit up. In a flash of purple magic, a chair appeared behind her. With a groan, she took a seat.

“Are you sure Anon’s alright?” she asked.

“As alright as he can be,” Starlight replied. “I had him drinking water while we were going at it. When he wakes up I want to check up on him, but he could be a lot worse.”

Twilight covered her face with both hands. She took deep breaths, trying to force down the panic twisting her stomach into knots. She held a breath, counting to ten before releasing it. Pulling her hands away from her face, she stood up.

If what Starlight was correct, then Fluttershy was dangerous to everypony in the castle, Anon included. She needed to be cured, and quickly, otherwise it might be disastrous.

“Alright,” she said, puffing her chest out. “Get a sample of that fluid sent to the hospital. You and I have a long day ahead of us."

Seven

“Could you open your mouth for me?”

From her seat in Anon’s lap, Fluttershy stared up at Twilight with narrowed eyes. Twilight had a tongue depressor a few inches from the pegasus’ mouth. The smile on her face was forced as she stared back.

Anon was out cold in his chair, as he had been pretty much since he had taken a seat. The human hadn’t been sleeping very well the last few days--understandable with what had happened and how hard they all had been working. Their nights had been long and exhausting. When they did manage to get some shuteye it was usually with their faces pressed against a book or a desk. Anon, who didn’t have the advantage of magic to keep him alert and refreshed, had been a trooper holding out for as long as he did, but both Starlight and Twilight had expected him to conk out. Measures had been taken that would, hopefully, ensure that Fluttershy didn’t murder the two of them while they attempted to examine her.

Behind Twilight, Starlight held aloft a big bag of rice, ready to pour the bag’s contents onto the floor. Sitting in the corner of the room were a pile of garlic cloves as well. Starlight had suggested that they both carry stakes too, though the suggestion sounded more joking than serious. At least Twilight thought she had been joking.

“Come on, Fluttershy,” she said, poking the mare’s lips with the tongue depressor. “It’ll just take a second. Please?”

Fluttershy tensed, her top lip twitching. It took all Twilight had not to jump backwards. She did her best to keep smiling, horn sparking to life as a dozen defensive spells popped into her mind. Thankfully, the pegasus relaxed with an annoyed sigh. Shoulders slumping, she opened her mouth.

Twilight licked her lips. “Thank you,” she said. “If you could, stick your tongue out and say ‘aah’ please.”

Fluttershy squeezed Anon’s hand. With some hesitation, she did as Twilight asked. Behind them, Starlight let out a wolf whistle as Fluttershy’s thin, snake-like tongue hung down past her chin. Twilight looked back at her with a frown to see the unicorn paying special attention toward the ground, humming to herself.

She cleared her throat. “Again, thank you,” she said, pressing Fluttershy’s tongue down.

With a spell, she lit up the mare’s mouth. Getting closer--much too close for her taste if she were being frank--she looked down her throat. She did her best to ignore her friend’s long, sharp teeth, and the fact that there would be no way for her to cast a spell in time if Fluttershy did wish to lunge at her.

“Everything seems to be the same,” she said, teleporting the tongue depressor away with a thought, quickly standing back up. “How are you feeling? Is the underwear we made for you working correctly?”

“I do not care for them,” Fluttershy, her muzzle scrunching up. “I would prefer to lay with my Count bare under the holy moon.”

“Well… be that as it may, this is for Anon’s safety. You don’t want to hurt him now, do you?”

A low, threatening hiss escaped Fluttershy’s mouth. “Do not speak to me as if I’m some foal, you sun-loving welp,” she spat. “If I were not acutely aware of the situation I would not have even humored the thought of wearing what is nothing more than an adult diaper.”

“Hey, that “adult diaper” was really hard to make!” Starlight said. “Liquid absorption and teleportation spells aren’t that easy to mesh together, sister.”

Twilight shushed her. “It’s not uncomfortable, is it? You don’t feel any strange sensations when putting them on or taking them off?”

“I do not,” Fluttershy said, crossing her arms. “They do their work. My Count has not come into contact with my cum--”

“Fluids, please.”

“--My cum since I’ve begun wearing them.”

“Good. Good,” Twilight said with a nod. “Now, since it’s just us girls at the moment--”

Anon let out a snore, quietly drooling onto Fluttershy’s mane.

“--Would you be willing to answer a few of our questions?”

“I’ve answered questions before,” Fluttershy replied.

“I’d like to get more indepth if you don’t mind. Think of it as some good old fashioned girl talk. You loved girl talk when you were… well, the other Fluttershy.” With a snap of her fingers, a notebook appeared in Twilight’s hand. “Just a few questions, then we’ll take some hair samples and send you on your way.”

Fluttershy raised an eyebrow. After a pause, she leaned back against the human, crossing her legs.

“I will hear your questions,” she said. “Whether I answer them is another matter entirely.”

Twilight smiled. She was about to thank the pegasus when Starlight piped up.

“Why do you call Anon a Count?,” she asked. “You know as well as we do that he’s no noble.”

“That is where you’re wrong. He might not be of noble breeding, but he is noble in spirit and deed,” Fluttershy said with a sigh, looking up at him with a smile. “Where you all ran he stood his ground before me. When my fangs sunk into his neck he did not crumble or flee. He turned to face his foe and put them in their place, and in his victory he was gracious and gentlecolty.”

“He bit you,” Starlight deadpanned.

“As he should have,” the pegasus replied with a nod. “I deserved far worse for attacking him, but he showed restraint. He will be a good role model for the next generation of those that love the Holy Moon.”

Starlight snorted. “I don’t know if Anon and good role model belong in the same sentence.”

Fluttershy bristled. “You will hold your tongue, worm. Speak no ill of your betters, or you shall be dealt with.”

“Dealt with?”

“Dealt. With.”

Sensing that Starlight was going to say something that everypony in the room would regret, Twilight loudly cleared her throat.

“Fluttershy, do you remember anything about you turning into… this?” she asked, waving a hand over the pegasus.

Giving Starlight a dirty glare--which the unicorn responded to by sticking her tongue out at her--Fluttershy once again looked toward Twilight. “I do.”

“Could you tell us what happened?”

“The weakling you knew took a family of bats into her home. One had injured its wing; the male I believe. The other must have been its mate, as it took great offense whenever the weakling attempted to see to the male’s wounds.

Fluttershy scoffed.

“A stronger mare would have simply thrown the flying rodent outside, or caged it, but your Fluttershy was so meek that she allowed herself to be harassed and bitten by the creature.”

“You were bit?” Twilight asked, leaning forward.

“At least once a day until I took on my truest form, though it was often more.”

“And you said our Fluttershy just let that happen?”

“She did not wish to cause undue stress on the injured male by separating it from its mate. As I said, she was a pathetic, worthless creature.”

“That… is very interesting,” Twilight said. “Did you notice any symptoms before your transformation?”

“Some aching. My wings became very itchy. A craving for apples as well.”

Twilight was about to ask another question when Starlight placed a hand on her shoulder. “How do you walk around on the ceiling like you do?” she asked, squinting. “We’ve checked your hooves. There’s nothing out of the ordinary with them.”

Fluttershy smiled. “In my awakening I was given many gifts,” she said. “Perhaps you might be blessed to be given the same sometime very soon, my dear little sheep. If I think you are worthy of such a thing.”

Starlight let out a sound of outrage. With a scowl, Twilight reached over and pinched her side, making the unicorn jump in surprise.

“OW! What the heck was that for?!” Starlight said, smacking her hand away.

“Will you just stand there with the rice and be quiet?” Twilight hissed. “And stop trying to pick a fight!”

“I’m not picking anything,” Starlight hissed back. “She’s being a bitch.”

“This is a very delicate situation that I really need you to not make worse.”

“It’s fine. We can take her if we need to.”

“ShuddupforCelestia’ssake![/i”

Huffing, Starlight turned around and walked away, grumbling something under her breath. Twilight watched her in exasperation, resisting the urge to cover her face with her hands.

“Thank you for your patience, Fluttershy. If you don’t mind, I have one last question before you can go back to your room. You keep referring to the Holy Moon. Now, does that have something to do with Princess Luna, or are you talking about the moon itself. If it is Luna, are you currently worshipping her?”

A scowl came to Fluttershy’s face. “As if I would worship one so easily bested,” she said, sticking her tongue out. “Nay. I worship the Holy Moon, that which protects us from the unending dark. I follow the Nightmare, who was born from that darkness and rose above it.”

“Are you talking about Nightmare Moon now?” Starlight asked, making her way toward Twilight’s side, bag of rice still at the ready. “Because if you are, you, Twilight, and the other girls destroyed her. You should know; you were there.”

“You cannot destroy the nightmare, sun lover,” Fluttershy said. “It is a thing in all of us. It has been with us since our forebears crawled from the sea, and it shall be with us until the stars burn out. For you, it is the reason why you’re scared of the darkness. For me, it is what helps me embrace it.”

She spread her arms out wide, giving both mares a toothy smile.

“It is greater than any belief, any pitiful deity. The nightmare is all knowing, all seeing, everywhere and nowhere. It is alpha and omega, the moonrise and the moonset. And, if you both are very lucky, you shall partake in its power and its freedom soon.”

Twilight narrowed her eyes. Despite herself, she felt her whole body tense, ready to move. Fluttershy showed no signs of aggression, but even so she could feel her fur stand on end. From the way Starlight was shuffling beside her, she felt the same unease.

Anon let out a snort, causing both mares to jump. Loudly smacking his lips, he opened his eyes.

“What the heck…?” he said, yawning. “How long was I out?”

He looked down to see a smiling Fluttershy in his lap, looking at him with complete adoration. His head quickly snapped upward to Twilight and Starlight. There was a flash of panic in his eyes, which quickly disappeared when he saw that they both were alright.

“My love, would you be a dear and escort me back to my chambers?” Fluttershy said sweetly, drawing a heart on his chest with a finger. “I believe that these two are done with me.”

Anon looked up at Twilight, who just managed to collect herself. “Go ahead, Anon. It’s fine,” she said. “We’re done for the day.”

Still smiling, Fluttershy hopping out of the human’s lap. She quickly spun around, hitting Twilight in the face with her tail, reaching down to grab Anon’s hand. With a tug, she pulled the big human to his feet then, still holding his hand, led him to the door. Right before stepping out into the hallway, she looked over her shoulder, sticking her tongue out at the two mares before disappearing through the doorway.

“Fucking bitch,” Starlight muttered.

“Language,” Twilight said, releasing the breath she hadn’t realized she had been holding.

She stood up, putting all the chairs away with a simple spell.

“Come on. Let's go to the kitchen,” she said. “You can help me cook some lunch.”

Without waiting for a reply, the alicorn made her way toward the hallway. After a few seconds, she could hear Starlight hurry after her.

Poking her head out into the hall, she saw Anon and Fluttershy walking. The human was trying to tug his hand out of the mare’s grasp, but Fluttershy was holding on firmly, walking so close to him that their sides were touching. Twilight scowled at the sight, shaking her head before going the opposite direction.

“You know, we forgot to get hair samples from Fluttershy,” Starlight said.

“What was with you trying to pick a fight?” Twilight demanded, glancing over at her. “Especially with Anon how he was.”

The unicorn winced. “I… I’m sorry. I’ve been starving since I woke up and it really put me in a bad mood.”

“Then let me know next time so we can get you something to eat beforehand. I know with Spike gone neither of us wants to cook, but if an empty stomach makes you want to pick a fight with a mare that could really hurt either of us, then we need to start making an effort, okay?”

Tail tucked between her legs, Starlight nodded. Twilight sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose.

“I’m sorry for snapping,” she said. “I should have let you eat this morning. I should have known you would have been hungry after I made you skip dinner yesterday so we could work.”

“You didn--” Starlight began.

“I did,” Twilight said, cutting her off. “We’ve all been working hard, and it’s worse since Spike isn’t here to make us stop. We’re working so hard it’s starting to affect us. When Anon fell asleep I should have stopped the session right there. I’m sorry. I’m just worried that if we don’t find a cure soon something else might happen, or Fluttershy will break out, or--”

She trailed off, wings nearly drooping to the ground. Starlight, seeing this, walking beside her and bumped her rump against the alicorn’s.

“Hey, why don’t we take the rest of the day off?” she suggested. “We can order a few pizzas and watch a movie tonight, goof around with Anon, and just relax.

For a moment, Twilight wished to argue. Despite how they all were feeling, they needed to push through. She could feel that she was close to figuring out how to fix Fluttershy. All they needed was one breakthrough and they wouldn’t have to worry about the pegasus breaking out and creating an army of bloodthirsty, apple addicted monsters. Then, thankfully, common sense reared its head. If they didn’t unwind soon, they wouldn’t be in a state to do anything productive. Twilight was also certain that the ponies at the hospital had also been running themselves ragged running every test possible on the samples they had sent them. A day or two off seemed more and more of a necessity the more she considered it.

She nodded slowly. “I think that’ll do us all some good,” she said. “When the pizza place opens, go ahead and order some pies and whatever else you want. I think I’ll let Anon rest today, and tomorrow we can just goof off. How does that sound?”

“It sounds great,” Starlight said, covering a yawn with a hand. “Hey, how about for lunch we cook something with apples in it?”

“Apples?”

“Why not? If we make a meal out of them we can feed Fluttershy, so we’ll kill two birds with one stone. Besides, for some reason, I’ve been really craving them.”

~_~_~_~_~_~_~

Thank you for reaching out to me, Twilight. I agree that this matter is of much concern. I cannot recall this magical disease, but I am not surprised that it would be something Nightmare Moon would have ordered created. Much evil was done during the civil war. It is a great shame that that conflict's woes can still be felt all these centuries later.

I will have the royal librarians scour the records for any hint of this vampirism. With some luck, there might already be a cure for what ails Fluttershy. Please, if there is anything else you require, don’t hesitate to send me another letter. I trust you completely, and know you’ve taken every precaution, but even so this old mare might be able to give you that little push.

With my greatest affection,

Princess Celestia Solaire

A smile came to Twilight’s face as she read the letter a second time.

She had been somewhat hesitant in briefing Celestia on what was going on. She wasn’t some unicorn hiding under her teachers wing anymore, she was a princess, an alicorn, a pony that was supposed to get things done. However, as the days went by without a cure, and more and more evidence that despite the runes and locks on Fluttershy’s door the mare was wandering the castle, she felt that letting her fellow princess know what was going on would be best. Twilight hoped they’d find a cure in a day or two, they’d fix Fluttershy, and she wouldn’t have a town full of pony-vampires on her hands, but it never hurt to have a failsafe or two. That, and with Celestia’s help, she felt like they’d find a cure all that much faster.

Sighing, she folded the letter up as she leaned back into her chair. As they all would be taking the day off tomorrow, she had done ahead and worked through the whole day, looking through tombs and testing samples. Her head was throbbing, and her eyes hurt from looking through the microscope for hours. It was time to hit the hay and get some well deserved shuteye.

Twilight stretched, feeling joints popping. Letting out a grunt, she stood up. Looking toward her equipment, she considered giving it a thorough cleaning, but thought better of it. She could wipe and clean everything tomorrow, if Starlight let her that is.

With stiff legs, she made her way out of the library, turning off the lights behind her with a spell. The hallway was still and silent, the lights that hung on either side of the walls flickering as if they were candles in the wind.

“Huh, I’ll need to get those changed out I guess,” Twilight muttered to herself, scratching her chin.

She took a few steps down the hallway, when something made her ears perk up. A sound echoed from the other end of the hall. A gasp maybe, or a sigh. Twilight found herself frowning. She debated for a moment on whether to just walk to her bedroom or investigate. It was so faint that the alicorn could have very well imagined it.

The mare clicked her tongue, turning and walking down the other end of the hall. It was no doubt just Starlight, if it were in fact not a figment of her imagination, but it was better to be safe than sorry.

Poking her head around the corner revealed a completely empty hallway. Twilight summoned a floating ball of light and had it travel the length of the hall just to make sure. Her ears were on a swivel, trying to pick up any sound, as quiet as could be. She stood there for nearly two minutes, and despite her best efforts she didn’t hear a thing.

That should have been the end of it. She should have turned right around and made her way back to her bedroom, where a shower and a nice, warm bed was waiting for her, but something kept Twilight right where she was.

“Hello? Is anypony there?” she called.

When silence greeted her, the mare made her way down the hallway, checking over her shoulder every few steps to see if she were being followed. When she was halfway down the hall, she began to check the ceiling as well. Just in case.

Poking her head around the corner of the next hallway, she again saw nothing. She let out a sigh, feeling silly. Her and Starlight had triple checked Fluttershy’s door after dinner, and the mare had been snoozing right next to Anon. Everything was fine. She didn’t need to be so darn paranoid.

She was about to turn around, when she heard that noise again, though this time it was a tad louder.

“I knew it!” she hissed.

Using a spell to dampen her hoofsteps, she hurried down the hall, determined to find out exactly who or what was making the noise. This part of the castle was really only used by Spike to house cleaning supplies and some yard tools. Twilight stopped at the only door in this hallway and pressed her ear against it.

She did her best to ignore her pounding heart, listening carefully with bated breath. Again she heard it, but much more clearly. It was a groan.

Twilight reached for the door. Slowly, as slowly as she could, she turned the doorknob. Taking a deep breath, readying a stun spell, she just as slowly opened the door and poked her head inside.

“Hmm~ Look at you squirm, my pet.”

“A-Aha~! Mistress…”

Moonlight cast an eerie glow throughout the room. In the center of the room, surrounded by cleaning supplies and brooms, was Starlight.

The unicorn was completely nude below the waist, and her top was covered by what appeared to be one of Anon’s shirts. She was swaying where she stood, her knees clenched together. Her ears were pinned against her skull, and her chest was rapidly rising and falling as she panted. There was a far off, sleepy look in her eyes, which now had a reddish tint to them.

“What the heck...”

Twilight pushed open the door, allowing more of her body inside of the room so she could get a better look. What in Equestria was Starlight doing? Twilight knew of the unicorn’s libido--heck, the whole town knew about it-- but why would she be fooling around in here?

Starlight let out a low groan, causing Twilight to jump. The unicorn’s face scrunched up, her belly heaving as she slowly leaned forward, one of her hands moving toward her groin.

“I’m going to cum again, mistress,” she whined, eyes shut tight. “Oh, by the fucking moon!”

The groan turned into a shriek, and Twilight very nearly slammed the door shut as her student began to jerk and twitch in orgasm. Just then, a cloud must have moved in front of the moon, as the room became dark. Twilight held onto the edge of the door tightly, wanting to call out, wanting to cast a spell, hoping against hope that the unicorn was just being a sex pervert and nothing else was going on. As the light returned, brighter than ever, that hope was dashed.

Behind Starlight, her red eyes gleaming, was Fluttershy. The pegasus had pressed herself close against the mare. One hand was under her shirt, groping her chest, while the other was between Starlight’s legs. Twilight could see two fingers pumping in and out of the unicorn in the moonlight. She could also see that there just wasn’t cum dripping down her leg. There was a very visible bite mark on her inner thigh, which was leaking two thin trails of blood down her leg.

“That’s it my pet,” Fluttershy said, nibbling Starlight’s shoulder, her fangs glinting in the pale light. “Cum for mommy. Cum for the nightmare~”

Twilight couldn’t help it. Hands flying to her mouth, she let out a shriek.

Fluttershy’s eyes snapped toward her. All rational thought left the alicorn. She threw herself away from the door, slamming it shut with her magic with such force that the entire wall shook. Her magic quickly encased the door, holding it in place. She needed to retreat, get her bearings and collect herself. Anon wasn’t too far from here. All she needed to do was wake him and tell him what was happening. With Starlight her prisoner, or mind slave, or whatever she currently was, things would no doubt be tricky, but she was sure with the two of them they could--

Twilight froze as she felt hot, moist breath wash over her neck.

“And where do you think you’re going, my little morsel?”

She didn’t even have time to scream as a pair of leathery wings closed around her.

Eight

It had been a long, long few days. The endless hours of looking through old, dusty books, staring at charts and into microscopes until it felt like your eyes were going to pop out of your head. Being so busy that everyone in the castle had one meal if they remembered to eat. All of this while they had a dangerous yellow pegasus just a few rooms away at all times had made things pretty stressful to say the least.

When Twilight had said that they would be taking a day off, he had almost broken out into song and dance. Anon, a man with so little scientific, medical, and magical knowledge that he would have been more useful as a piece of furniture than an assistant, was just glad that he wouldn’t need to be in the library for a few hours. He had been doing his best, trying and horribly failing to fill the role Spike usually would, but it was like Twilight and Starlight were speaking a different language some days. If it was frustrating for him, it was much more so for the two mares. The other day, he was pretty sure he saw Starlight angrily chewing her way through a book’s cover when he passed her the wrong liquid-filled vial.

Hopefully, they would all just get the chance to relax and unwind today. Sleep in, eat some horrible food, watch a few movies and just goof around. Twilight insisted that they were close to a cure; no need to kill themselves when the finish line was just a few steps away. The human would have kicked off his day off by sleeping till late morning, maybe early afternoon if Twilight would let him, if not for his bedtime companion.

“Hmmm~ By the night... Please. PLEASE...”

A low, hungry groan woke Anon from his sleep. He was wide awake in an instant, bracing himself for unnatural arousal and heat, but it seemed as if Starlight’s magical underwear were still doing their job. However, while Fluttershy’s fluids were contained, the mare’s libido was much less so.

He could feel the mare squirming in their shared bed as she noisily panted. Hooves, elbows, and wings nudged and touched him as she went to town on herself with her fingers. For the last two days, he had attempted to roll over and fall back asleep, but knew just how futile the gesture was.

Opening an eye, he saw the pegasus. She had thrown off her covers. Her face was flushed and she was biting her bottom lip. Her hooves dug into the bed, allowing her to roll her hips as she rubbed herself. The bottom of her shirt had slid up to her chest, revealing her heaving belly. From the smell, and the sweat dripping from her fur, it appeared as if Fluttershy had been at it for a good long while.

“Come on,” Fluttershy whispered, sounding as if she were about to cry. “I need it. Oh, by the nightmare, I n-need it.”

Anon cleared his throat. His frustration disappeared as he watched tears making their way down her face. Fluttershy had been a horndog since she managed to get into bed with him, but it was starting to sound as if she were in genuine pain.

“Hey, Flutters. You, um, alright there?” he asked lamely.

Fluttershy’s eyes opened. She blinked, causing fresh tears to stain her cheeks. As she focused on him, equal parts desperation and relief crossed her face.

“Anon,” she said, the first time she had used his name since turning into the weird bat creature she now was. “I need… I need help.”

Without hesitation, Anon sat up. “What’s going on?” he asked. “Are you--”

He tried to reach out toward the mare when she became a blur, throwing herself at him. Anon grunted as her body collided against his, nearly knocking the wind out of him. Reflexively, he wrapped his arms around the mare’s waist. Fluttershy, burying her face into his neck, whined.

“The heat is too much,” she said, grinding herself into his lap. “It is beyond self-control, beyond a matter of will. I need release.”

“I’m not fucking--” Anon began, only to be cut off.

“You don’t!” Fluttershy said, barely able to choke back a sob. “I just need you near. I need your touch, my love. Without it, this heat will grow past the edge of insanity, and I fear I won’t survive it.”

A hand squeezed Anon’s arm. A few seconds later, it was right above his belly button, fingertips stroking his skin.

This felt like some sort of trap. For all he knew, this was all just some sort of act trying to get into his pants. Deeply uncomfortable as he was, he desperately wanted to push the pegasus off him and hide in the bathroom until Starlight or Twilight came along. That was until he felt a tear hit his collarbone as the mare began to cry. She might have been an apple-loving monster with bat wings and long fangs, she might have wanted to enslave all of Equestria and lord knows what else, she might have thought her best friends as nothing more than cattle now, but this was still Fluttershy, and there might not have been anything sadder or more heartbreaking than seeing Fluttershy crying.

Anon’s body reacted before his mind could, holding the pegasus close, one hand reaching up to touch the back of her head. “Get off me and go to the edge of the bed,” he said, giving her ear a scratch. “I’ll help you.”

Absolute, crushing sadness was replaced with sheer, utter joy as Fluttershy sat back to look at him.

“You will?” she asked, wiping away tears and snot with the back of her arm.

“Yes. Now hurry up before I change my mind.”

Fluttershy rolled off him and crawled to the edge of the bed almost faster than his eye could follow, her tail wagging as if she were a happy puppy. As she sat down at the edge, she reached back and grabbed Anon’s hand. With a tug, she pulled the much larger man toward her with absolutely no effort.

“Come on,” he said, swinging his legs over the edge of the bed. “Get in my lap. Then you can do what you need to do.”

Smiling, Fluttershy jumped into his lap. Anon, reaching up, wiped the tears from her face. He then closed his eyes tightly, wrapping his arms loosely around her waist.

The pegasus wiggled and squirmed in his lap, placing her hands on his thighs for support. Anon made a face as she let out little grunts, trying to make herself comfortable. Once she did, she seemed to melt back into the human, letting out a happy sigh.

He cracked open an eye and looked down. Seeing that she had a leg propped up against the corner of the bed, allowing her to splay herself out as a hand slipped into her panties, he quickly closed it.

Seconds ticked by. He sat there, stiff as a board, trying to imagine himself anywhere else. He could feel the mare’s hand moving, feel her lean back against him. When Flutter’s hand brushed against his, slick with her own arousal, his hands flew away from her body, grabbing fists full of bedding on either side of himself.

Fluttershy let out a breathless giggle, her mane tickling his nose as she rubbed traced her lower lips with two fingers. Her nostrils flared, and a shudder ran through her.

While not perfect, this was a vast improvement than what she had suffered before. Laying on her cold, lifeless side of the bed, with nothing but her imagination and her love’s scent was not the ideal way to relieve the pent up stress she felt. Here however, sitting in his lap, his warmth filling her up, his scent all around her, the feeling of his heart pounding inside of his chest, and, most importantly, the hard, throbbing thing poking her butt as she wiggled around, this was just what she needed.

“Hmm~. My love, please touch me,” she said.

Anon didn’t move. She looked up at him to see his eyes shut tight and his face scrunched up as if he had just eaten a lemon. Laughing, she tilted her head up to lick his jaw. His taste exploded across her tastebuds with such force it made her gasp. Her body jerked in stimulation, nipples hardening as she slipped a finger into herself.

“Wouldn’t you play with me, my Count?” she murmured, her gaze becoming unfocused. “You can touch me wherever you like. Stroke me, squeeze me, choke me; I am yours to please.”

She didn’t get a peep from the human. If it weren’t for the fact she felt him twitch against her rump, she would have thought he hadn’t heard her. Her leg kicked as she circled her clit with a thumb.

“Just a little?” she continued. “It’ll help me all that much more.”

Anon’s grip loosened on the sheets. He loudly exhaled through his nose, shoulders ramrod stiff as he lifted his arms. Fluttershy watched intently, licking her lips as he cracked open an eye to see what he was doing. He attempted to touch the pegasus twice, only to stop short and pull his hands away each time.

Arousal was battling discomfort. He might not be in danger of her cum getting on him, but those panties did nothing to cover the smell of her arousal. Things also weren’t helped by the fact that she was grinding in his lap like a well-paid stripper.

He jumped as Flutters let out a whine. With her hand moving with increased fervor, she puffed her chest out toward. Anon licked his lips, his gaze drifting down the mare’s low cut top, where a mile of cleavage greeted him. All he’d need to do was pull back his arms a little and he’d get two handfuls of some of the nicest tits in Equestria. More than handfuls probably; from the look of them they’d probably be spilling out of his hands. His fingers twitched, his hands slowly moving.

Fluttershy smiled, her belly tightening in anticipation. She was already close; just a touch would send her over the edge.

“Yesssss. Touch me my love,” she said. “Take what’s yours~”

Anon’s body jerked, nearly sending the pegasus out of his lap. Both eyes snapped open, and he looked down at his hands, which were nearly touching the mare’s breasts. He let out a sigh, his face scrunching back up. Suddenly, he brought both hands down hard onto the mare’s bare thighs.

Fluttershy let out a yelp of surprise, her hips bucking as he squeezed as hard as he dared. That yelp was cut short as fingertips dug into soft, supple fur. Her body tensed as if she had been hit by a thunderbolt, all except the hand down her panties, which became a blur.

The mare let out a shaky breath. She tilted her head to look up at him with unfocused eyes, mouth agape in a wordless cry.

To help her along just a little more, Anon gave the mare a quick peck on the nose. Her eyes crossed as he pulled away. She began bucking her hips with such intensity that he had to press down even harder on her legs. Fluttershy gasped, her gaze snapping up toward the ceiling. She made a choked, strained noise as her eyes grew to the size of saucers.

“Fuuuuuuuuccccccckkkkkkk!”

Her back arched, her wings smacking the sides of Anon’s arms. The human kneaded her thighs, staring down at her boobs appreciatively.

Slowly, her hand’s movements began to slow down. The tension left her body, and she went limp against him. Anon had to hold her head up to keep her from falling over. Fluttershy, sweating and panting, murmured a thank you as she traced a finger around her clit, trying to wring out every last bit of pleasure.

“You… you should have played... with my breasts,” she panted.

“You were just fine with the leg squeezing from the looks of things,” Anon replied as she slowly pulled her hand out of her panties.

She brought the hand up to her face, examining her wet fingers. Opening her mouth, she popped them in. Her cheeks concaved as she sucked, looking up at him and winking. Anon just awkwardly cleared his throat, looking away from her.

“So… why don’t we get a little more shuteye, huh?”

~_~_~_~_~_~

Love bites. Tender caresses. Heavy weight pushing her down into the mattress. Twilight should feel the canines in his mouth as he bit her neck. His fingers, longer and more slender than a pony's, touching her. Her face, her breasts, her belly, her butt; anywhere he could reach was his to explore.

He was so warm, so big. He’d let out a growl every few moments, making her already beating heart pound just that much faster. She could feel a mixture of delight and terror as he had his way with her. Under him, she wasn’t a princess, or a powerful magic user. She was nothing more than a plaything; breeding stock for a bigger and stronger predator.

The best-- or worst part, depending on who you asked--was that he just didn’t tear off her clothes and ravage her like some wild beast. He seemed to somehow know that was what she really wanted. No, instead he was teasing her. The kissing, the touching; he didn’t even have his pants off and he had her wrapped around his finger.

It was infuriating and exciting in equal measure. She couldn’t express with words just how long she had wanted this. To cup his face and look him in the eye as she kissed him. To see that hungry glint in his eye as he groped her. Feel his stallionhood, barely held back by his pants, rubbing against her thighs and belly.

He was going to take her, again and again and again. He was going to hold her down and rut her until she was stuffed like Pinkie Pie after a party. Those long, slender fingers were going to hold her down while he pumped a foal or three into her.

“Hmmm~! Anon!”

A powerful orgasm ripped Twilight from her dreams. The mare’s eyes snapped open as she gasped for breath, wave after wave of pleasure crashing over her. For a second, she forgot she was a princess in her own castle. She became old Twilight in her library, biting down on her blanket so Spike wouldn’t hear her groaning in his basket.

She rolled onto her side, nearly rolling off her bed. Her hand found its way down to her underwear, and, eyes closing, she began rubbing herself through them. The wave became a tsunami, and she bit harder down onto her blanket as stars exploded across her vision. It took a good few minutes for the stars to disappear. It took even longer for her to come to her senses.

Twilight found herself on her back, staring up at the ceiling. She was breathing hard, and sweat was stinging the corners of her eyes. Her body also somehow felt both relaxed and tense at the same time, which was very concerning for the alicorn.

“What the… what the heck was… that?”

Straining to pick her head up, she lifted her covers off her body. As soon as the covers were lifted, the smell of her own arousal hit her like a train. Staring down at her groin it looked, for all the world, like she had just peed herself. A blush exploded across her face as she leapt out of her bed. Her attempt to flee almost ended in disaster as her legs gave out.

“Oh! Honeyseeds…”

Using her nightstand for support, she looked around the room. Seeing no one, and quietly thanking her luck, she placed a locking ward on her door. It was already locked, but she just wanted to make sure.

With a spell, the smell that was beginning to fill the room disappeared. Next, the sheets were teleported to the laundry room, and the mattress itself was dried and cleaned. Then went Twilight’s clothes, leaving the mare naked and red-faced in her room.

“There! All better!” she said, just a little too loudly, clasping her hands together with a strained smile that was for no one but herself.

She took a few deep breaths, trying to calm herself down.

“There’s nothing to be embarrassed about, Twilight,” she said to herself, making her way toward her bathroom.. “It’s perfectly natural to get excited during a dream. You cleaned everything up. Before breakfast you can go wash your clothes and sheets. Spike isn’t here to clean, and Starlight never does laundry, so nopony will even know. It’s fine. It’s great!”

Her dream flashed in her mind. The teeth, the biting, the feeling of Anon’s furless flesh against her, all of it so real that Luna herself would have had trouble making such a life-like illusion. Twilight shivered, biting her lower lip as she turned on her shower. Chewing on her bottom lip, she turned the water to as cold before stepping in.

It had been a long time since she had a dream like this one. Just after Anon had told her that he was moving out into his own house if she remembered correctly. She had known he disliked her castle, traumatized as he was about what had happened to the tree library, but she never expected him to leave her.

The two had lived together for nearly two years till that point. They had done everything together, from reading books from night to morning, to running away from a Hydra in the Everfree. It had been hard letting him go; harder than any test Celestia had given her, more difficult than any villain she had gone against. She could have said something, she should have said something, but when she had the chance she just couldn’t bring herself to do it.

Twilight found herself scowling as she scrubbed herself. Why could she memorize a new spell in a few hours and solve any friendship problem within a week, but bagging a stallion was beyond her?

It wasn’t like she hadn’t studied the subject. She had read a dozen books, and even spoke to Cadence about it, for crying out loud! The books, while explaining the fundamentals, couldn’t get her mouth to work when things really mattered. Her sister-in-law had been just as useless. Twilight loved Cadence, she really did, but when her fellow princess just told her to be herself, she had wanted to pick her up and toss her out the window.

She didn’t want to be like Starlight. She didn’t need to be as smooth as butter with the both sexs. She didn’t need to bone every creature with a pulse. All she wanted was one big, alien stallion that liked to read and cuddle with her every night with his big, furless body.

She had done a lot for Equestria, and harmony itself. Was her one wish all that much to ask?

She stepped out of her shower, not bothering to reach for a towel. Instead, with a spell, she evaporated all the water from her body. She didn’t like doing this usually, since it always made her mane poof out, but she found herself not in a mood to care all that much.

Stomping out into her bedroom, she made her way toward her closet.

In all honesty, she couldn’t be all that mad. She had spoken with Starlight about Anon when the unicorn regailing her sexual exploits with the human had become too much. That conversation quickly transformed into a rather uncomfortable one for the princess.

Twilight had been worried that her student would poke fun at her for not having the confidence to woo colts, or the fact that she had gotten first--and so far last-- kiss in second grade from a colt who had been dared to do it. Surprisingly however, Starlight had been nothing but supportive.

She understood that not all mares wanted to be sex fiends like her. Starlight assured her that she thought her crush on Anon was “sweet”. She didn’t give her useless advice like Cadence or those books had. Instead, she had propositioned her with a plan. It had been months since that day, and, if what Starlight had said the other day was true, the plan finally bore fruit.

Starlight convinced Anon to let her and Trixie take him out on a date. There was no reason why he would object if she just so happened to be there as well, all dressed up and ready for the other mares to do the wooing.

Was it a little cheap and easy to let others do all the hard work in romance? Pathetic even? Yes. Did Twilight give a single horse apple? Absolutely not.

If she couldn’t force herself to mare up, she could get others to put her in the best, most ideal situation where she wouldn’t have a choice. Anon was going to be her coltfriend, even if it killed her.

Twilight threw open her closet door. There were clothes for all situations, all neatly folded and categorized by size, color, and type of clothing. In the back, hanging on the wall, was a full length mirror, or what would have been full length for a normal pony.

The alicorn was about to reach for a pair of pants, when her own reflection caught her eye. Even now, it was surreal just how much she had changed since ascending. All her life she had been as skinny as a board, and short even compared to a pegasus. Her coat hadn’t a flashy or eye-catching color, and other than the stripe running down her mane and tail, neither really stood out in a crowd.

She had never thought of herself as ugly, just plain. That had never really bothered her. She was one of the most powerful unicorns since Starswirl, and had been one of Celestia’s greatest students. Beauty and what ponies thought of her never really crossed her mind.

But now?

At the very least, she had grown a full foot taller. Her coat, mane, and tail shone in the sunlight. Her breasts had grown and grown until she was at Rarity’s every week getting fitted for new bras. Her legs and rump had grown just as quickly.

She didn’t need to maintain this body. Other than Rainbow having her do flight drills once a week so she knew how to use her wings properly, she didn’t go to the gym. She didn’t need to diet or watch what she ate. If she went to The Hay Burger every day for every meal, ordering the most unhealthy food they served and eating until she was about to puke her belly would be as flat and firm as ever.

Twilight struck a pose. Puffing her chest out, she reached up to cup her breasts, noting how they spilled out of her hands. She then turned her back to her mirror, looking over her shoulder. Spreading her wings as wide as she could, she arched her back, reaching down to grab her big, round, muscular bottom.

She was more than the simple unicorn she had been. She was an alicorn; a perfect mixture of earth pony, pegasus, and unicorn, with all of their strengths and few of their weaknesses. She had gone from plain to utterly beautiful. Wherever she walked, she turned heads of both mares and stallions. Some were so enraptured that if she let them, they would have gotten onto their hands and knees to kiss her hooves.

Nothing Celestia had taught her had prepared for this sort of thing. It was so much power that even now it worried her, but even with that worry she had to admit that she did look good. Surely she was pretty enough for Anon.

Right?

For a moment, she imagined the human running his hands all over her body. She bit her lip, feeling her body becoming warm. She turned away from her mirror.

“Need to start breakfast…” she muttered.

She reached for a pair of underwear, stopping just as she was about to touch the fabric. Her face scrunched up in thought as a feeling began to well up inside of her. After a few seconds, she squared her shoulders, leaving the underwear and instead grabbing a pair of pajama bottoms.

As she put them on, she couldn’t help but feel a bit naughty going commando. Giggling to herself, she grabbed a low cut, thin undershirt. Forgoing a bra--which only made her giggle harder--she put the shirt on and turned once again toward the mirror.

Her boobs looked ready to pop out of the shirt, and she could clearly see her nipples through the fabric. Normally, she’d never leave her room looking like this, but, for some reason, it felt right. She felt bold, almost confident. This would no doubt turn Anon’s head; she could feel it in her bones. It sent a thrill down her spine, with none of the anxiety that usually came along with any thought of wooing the human.

“Alright. Let's see what we can do today!”

Nine

Starlight sat in the kitchen. Her mane was messy, and her eyes were half open. She had her head resting on her hand, watching Anon as he worked the stove. He wasn’t Spike, but it looked like he knew his way around the kitchen. The big stallion deftly stepped this way and that, the tiny apron he had found fluttering as he moved.

“How do you want your eggs?” he asked, flipping a pancake into the air and onto an awaiting plate.

“Over easy,” Starlight replied with a yawn. “You’re not making any of that pork, are you?”

“Nah, Spike ate it all before the little guy left. You’re safe.”

“Good. I almost accidentally ate a piece the last time he made it,” the mare said, sticking her tongue out.

“Hey, who knows. You might like it,” Anon said with a smile.

Starlight blew a raspberry. “You know what I might actually like? You taking your cute fanny over to the fridge so you can get me a glass of apple juice.”

“Apple? Not orange juice?”

“Eh, I’m craving it. Now, chop-chop.”

Rolling his eyes, Anon grabbed a glass from a drawer and made his way over to the fridge. Starlight’s gaze settled on his butt.

“Did I tell you that you’d look a lot better in just that apron?”

Anon laughed as he opened the fridge. “Twice this morning I think.”

Starlight’s ears perked up as she heard hoofsteps. She looked toward the doorway, then back at the human’s ass.

“Sounds like Twilight’s awake.”

“Good. I hope she likes chocolate chip pancakes and eggs, ‘cause those are the only two breakfast foods I can make.”

Starlight yawned again. The unicorn leaned back into her chair, running a hand through her messy mane. She had slept like the dead last night; a whole eight hours of uninterrupted, peaceful slumber. After the last few weeks she had had, such a treasure was worth more than a dragon’s horde. She could only hope the rest of the day would be as wonderful.

“Good morning, Starlight. Morning, Anon,” Twilight said, stepping into the kitchen.

“Morning, Twi,” Anon said, head still in the fridge. “Take a seat. Do you want any juice while I'm in here?”

“I’ll take some orange juice please.”

The princess took a seat next to Starlight. The unicorn turned toward the princess, ready with a greeting, though that went right out the window when she saw the mare.

Twilight was wearing the thinnest, lowest cut top Starlight had ever seen her in. She could see a mile of flawless, mouth watering cleavage. Both of her nipples could also be clearly seen through the fabric, though it looked as if they’d see open air if she bounced a little too hard.

It took a few moments for Starlight to collect herself and peel her jaw off the floor. Another few seconds were taken to just appreciate the lovely tits of an alicorn. Then, and only then, did Starlight lean toward her.

“What’s going on, Twi?”

Twilight, red-faced and fidgeting in her seat, looked over toward her. “Hmm? Nothing. Oh, nothing at all. How’d you sleep last night?”

“A slept great. You mind telling me why your tits are out?”

Twilight flinched. “I…”

She looked away, staring at the ground. Her brow furrowed, and Starlight could practically see the gears turning in her head.

“I… wanted to be comfortable today,” she said, though it sounded more like a question than a statement.

Starlight just looked at her, head cocking to the side. The response felt like a load of horse apples to the unicorn. She could have called her out on it; Twilight might have been as bad of a liar as Applejack, and with just a little pressure she’d fold like a wet paper towel and tell her what was really going on. She considered it for a moment before shaking her head. She wasn’t going to complain seeing her “teacher” practically naked. Besides, she could probably guess what Twilight was attempting to do in her own awkward, clumsy way.

“Here, orange and apple juice.”

Twilight nearly leapt out of her chair--a move which nearly made her girls pop out--her head snapping toward Anon, two glasses of juice in hand. She had to resist the urge to cover herself as he placed her juice in front of her.

“How many pancakes do you want, Twi,” he asked.

“Three please,” Twilight replied with an anxious ruffle of her feathers.

This had seemed like a good idea in her bedroom, and even as she walked down the hall, but now, here in front of Anonymous, it was beginning to feel like the mother of all mistakes. Twilight could feel just how tight her clothes were on her. She felt exposed, almost nude. If she listened hard enough, she could almost hear her mom tearing into her for dressing up like such a floozie.

She squirmed under the human’s gaze, quickly snatching up her juice and resisting the urge to sprint out of the room. In her anxiety, she waited for Anon’s reaction to her choice of dress. He wasn’t as bad as Starlight, but she knew that he was a horndog. He’d have to give her a once over, right?

To her surprise, however, Anon’s gaze didn’t linger. He just smiled, nodding at her.

“Three pancakes coming right up,” he said, putting Starlight’s juice down in front of her. “I made chocolate ones, while Spike isn’t here to stop me. That okay with you?”

A twinge of disappointment tightened Twilight’s stomach. “It sounds great. Thank you,” she replied.

She watched as he turned away, grabbing two fistfuls of her pants, her ears tucked against the sides of her skull. Starlight, sipping her juice, scooched her chair closer to the mare. Smacking her lips, she leaned toward Twilight.

“You feeling comfortable?” she asked. “Maybe you’d feel happier with Anon’s face between those huge knockers of yours.”

Twilight looked over at her, face turning a deeper red. “Keep your voice down,” she hissed.

“I thought you were going to go along with my plan. It’s not a problem, I like you trying to take initiative; it’s just strange is all.”

Twilight said, glancing over to Anon to see if he were listening in on their conversation. “I was just… I don’t know. I wanted to be sexy today, I guess.”

“Oh, you aren’t having any issue with that,” Starlight said, taking another sip of her juice. “If you’d let me, I’d spend the rest of the morning showing you just how sexy I think you are.”

“I don’t want to be sexy for you,” Twilight said.

She blinked, and she sunk into herself a little. Starlight watched as she wrung her hands together, rocking back and forth in her chair.

“I’m sorry. That was mean; I didn’t mean it like that. I just want to be sexy for…”

She nudged her head to the human, who was humming a tune to himself as he made some eggs. Letting out a snort, she then grabbed her juice and took a big gulp.

“I thought I’d get him interested if I dressed like this he’d at least look at me.”

Starlight, resisting the urge to laugh, placed a hand on her shoulder. “Oh, don’t you worry filly. He was looking.”

“No he wasn’t,” Twilight said, shaking his head. “I was watching him.”

“Trust me, Anon was looking. You might not have seen it, but he was,” Starlight told her. “Some stallions are really good at looking at a mare without looking at a mare. Anon’s one of these stallions.”

Twilight looked back over at her, her heartbeat quickening at the thought of the human groping her with his eyes. “Really?”

“Oh yeah, filly. He got an eyeful, I promise you that,” Starlight said with a smile. “I’m proud of you. Keep it up. If you don’t chicken out you might have a better day than you were expecting.”

Just about as Twilight was going to form a reply, a plate was set down in front of her. It was stuffed high with food; far more than she had asked for.

“Eat up. I don’t want you wasting away, Sporkle,” Anon said.

His eyes stared into hers as he spoke but, for a split second, she swore his eyes moved lower just before he turned away.

“I’ll have your food ready in a second, Starlight,” he called over his shoulder.

Starlight gave the alicorn a knowing wink. “Hey, why did she get her food first? I was here way before her,” she said in mock outrage.

“She’s still growing, you’re not,” Anon replied. “Besides, I know just how hungry she gets in the morning.”

As if to prove his point, Twilight’s stomach let out an audible growl. The mare let out a sigh, picking up the silverware that the human had also set down in front of her. Cutting into her pancakes, a small smile came to her face.

Breakfast was short and sweet. The three ate their fill before coming together and discussing the day's plans. Honestly, there wasn’t much of a discussion. Twilight had already written a very thorough list that tracked their day down to the minute. She had even somehow gotten the times when they’d all woke up and started eating to the minute, something which would have been very unsettling if it weren’t Twilight who had done it.

While Twilight flashed them the list, she had refused to show them exactly what was on it. The alicorn was also suspiciously vague whenever they just outright asked her what she wanted to do. Still, both Starlight and Anon were happy enough to follow along if it meant that sometimes today they’d just be able to relax.

Once all the silverware and utensils they had used had been washed and dried--done in no time at all thanks to magic--Starlight had been sent to Twilight’s room. Anon and Twilight herself were on their way to Fluttershy’s room.

Since Twilight felt bad that her friend wouldn’t be able to enjoy the day as the rest of them, she wanted to bring some fun to her. With her magic, Twilight carried all sorts of food, drinks, books, games, and anything else she could think of that might bring the pegasus some sort of enjoyment.

“If you need any help setting this up, just let me know,” Twilight said as they stopped in front of Fluttershy’s door.

“I’ll be alright,” Anon said with a hand wave. “You know how Fluttershy has been in the mornings. I don’t want her trying to jump you, especially when I tell her she’s on her own tonight.”

He took a great big bowl of apples out of Twilight’s magic. Staring at the bedroom door for a long moment, he let out a snort.

“If she has the sort of hearing that she says and you think she does, she probably heard every word that we said in the kitchen, so she might be a lot grumpier right now.”

Twilight’s eyes snapped toward the door, her ears perking up. The idea that Fluttershy had been listening to them hadn’t even occurred to her. From the tests they had run on her, there was a good chance the pegasus had heard them talking. In fact, she had probably heard all sorts of things since she had been brought here.

Despite her best efforts, the alicorn found herself blushing at the thought.

“Maybe it would be a better idea if I just teleported everything into the room? If I do that we can just talk with her through the door,” she suggested.

“Eh, it’ll be fine,” Anon said with a wave of his hand. “I’ve been sleeping with her for almost three weeks and she hasn’t hurt me yet.”

Chewing on her bottom lip, Twilight looked back to the door. Charging magic through her horn, she cast a spell on it, allowing her and Anon to see into the room.

Fluttershy was seated on her bed. She seemed completely relaxed, her hands in her lap. Her ears were facing toward the door, as were her red eyes. It almost looked as if those eyes were staring at Twilight through the thin layer of wood and metal that separated them.

Twilight swallowed, finding that her throat was dry. She took a step back, and was going to insist that she just teleport everything she had into the room, when Anon plucked the bowl of apples out of her magical aura. He walked over toward the door, stopping just short of it and looking over his shoulder at her.

“Could you unlock it for me please?” he asked.

“Maybe we should--”

“It’ll be fine. Now come on. The quicker this gets done the quicker we can start goofing off.”

Hesitantly, Twilight did as she was asked. She waved her hand, unlocking the door. With another gesture, the door was opened.

“Hey Flutters,” Anon said, stepping into the room. “I brought you breakfast.”

Twilight watched as Fluttershy rose from the bed. With a fang-filled smile, she bounded over to the human and wrapped her arms around his neck, nuzzling him. It was a friendly gesture, something that even regular Fluttershy would have done when seeing Anon, but, for some reason, seeing this Fluttershy doing it made Twilight tense up.

“Thank you, my dear,” she heard the pegasus say. “After I partake, would you join me in our bed once more?”

Those red eyes settled on Twilight, causing the alicorn’s hair to stand on end.

“Or, perhaps we might shower together?” she continued, making a show of rubbing herself against Anon like some needy cat. “I feel your hands could be put to very good use.”

Fear turned into outrage and jealousy as Anon let out a chuckle. “No thank you, Flutters. Hey, do me a favor and go sit down and eat. I have some stuff for you that I need to bring in, after that you and I need to talk for a little bit.”

Those red eyes narrowed at Twilight. For a moment, the alicorn swore they were mocking.

“Of course, my Count,” Fluttershy said sweetly, making a show of planting a kiss on Anon’s cheek.

She stepped away from him, taking the bowl of apples and making her way back toward the bed. Sitting down, she began gorging herself on the red fruit. With a smile on his face, Anon stepped out of the room.

“See? I told you it’d be alright,” he said, before his smile disappeared. “Hey… you alright there? You look upset.”

It took some effort, but Twilight forced a smile onto her face. “Upset? No, no. I’m fine. Finnnnne.”

Before Anon could say any more, she shoved some magazines into his hands.

“Enough chit-chat, you silly filly! Come on, daylight’s burning!”

~_~_~_~_~_~_~

One hour. Sixty minutes. Three thousand six hundred seconds. That’s how long it took before Fluttershy finally allowed Anon to leave.

The pegasus had seemingly gone out of her way to make things as painstaking as possible. She had Anon move things around the room, checked each game and magazine carefully. She had also insisted that the human sit with her to enjoy an apple together, where she cut the apple up and fed him the slices with her own hand. Anon seemed a bit confused and annoyed by the treatment, but wanted to humor her to make things as smooth as possible. Twilight, by the end, was ready to go in the room and kick the cutiemarks off of her flanks.

For the whole hour, Fluttershy had been sneaking looks her way, taunting her with sneers. She didn’t so much hover near Anon as drape herself over him almost constantly. When she wasn’t hanging off him, she was posing like one of those harlots in those magazines that Spike kept under his bed; back arched, chest puffed out, rump swaying with each movement.

The mare was no Celestia or Luna, but she was pretty close when it came to beauty; even changed as she did nothing to take away just how effortlessly breathtaking Fluttershy was. Normal Fluttershy would never have rubbed just how pretty she was in anypony’s face, but this Fluttershy had no issues in doing so. This is extremely infuriating, especially with the sneering, but it was only made worse when she caught Anon sneaking glances at the pegasus.

Today was supposed to be her day. Anon was supposed to be sneaking peeks at her!

Her frustration came to its climax when Fluttershy had pulled the human down onto the bed and just cuddled with him for a few minutes, adding insult to injury by lifting her head up to make sure Twilight was watching them. After that, Anon had had enough, untangling himself from the mare and stepping out into the hallway. Thankfully, he didn’t seem to notice flames erupting randomly around Twilight’s mane and tail.

“Sorry about that. It seemed like she had a lot of affection that she needed to get out of her system,” he said, running a hand through his hair. “Why don’t we go and--”

Twilight grabbed his arm with both hands, using her earthpony magic to pull him toward her. She pressed herself against his side, letting out an angry snort when she smelled Fluttershy’s scent clinging to him.

“Um… Twi?” Anon said, looking down at her.

Though Twilight’s ears perked up as if she heard him, she made no move to answer, clinging firmly to his side. He attempted to pull away from her, only for the alicorn to let out another snort and clung to him more firmly as she wrapped a wing around him.

Anon shook his head. Placing a hand on one of her arms--which, thankfully--seemed to calm her down somewhat. He took a half-step down the hall. Twilight stepped with him, her horn glowing. He heard the Fluttershy’s door locking, then somehow locked again and again. He didn’t look back toward the door, since he didn’t think he’d be able to, but he had a feeling it was going to be a pain in the butt unlocking that door tomorrow morning. That was tomorrow Anon’s problem however, and fuck that guy.

“Come on,” he said, patting her elbow. “Let's get going.”

Slowly, he was able to coax the alicorn down the hall. She continued to cling to him like an angry toddler. He understood why she was upset; Fluttershy no doubt knew what was going on today and wanted to just waste time. Anon knew Twilight loved her lists and schedules almost as much as she loved Princess Celestia, and if she deviated from either on her day-to-day, she’d become a ball of stress. She had been getting better about it, especially once she became a princess, but it looked like the workload the last few days was really getting to her.

The thought made him pick up the pace, urging Twilight along. Thankfully, the more distance they put between themselves and Fluttershy the more she seemed to calm down. Her grip wasn’t quite as bone crushing, and she gave him some space to walk more comfortably, though that wing of hers was still wrapped tightly around his back.

With a few more twists and turns, they found themselves in front of the library. Twilight let go of his arm. She gave him an apologetic look, her face red as she murmured an apology. Anon just responded with a smile as he discreetly checked to see if she had dislocated his arm or it just really, really hurt from all tugging and squeezing.

The two made their way into the library to see Starlight setting up a projector. The mare had changed out of the shirt she had been wearing for an undershirt similar to Twilight’s, and just like the alicorn, Starlight had foregone a bra. Anon had a feeling that, unlike Twilight, who he assumed was so excited about her plans for today, had just thrown on anything that was in reach before running out the door, Starlight had plans to tease him throughout the day.

“There you are. I was just about to send out a search party,” the mare said. “Everything go alright with Flutters?”

“It could have gone better,” Twilight said, hurrying over to her. “How did you know I wanted us to watch a movie?”

“You left your list on the counter in the kitchen. I snatched it as I was coming here, and since you two were taking forever, I thought I’d take a look.”

As Anon sat down, Starlight reached over to pinch Twilight’s butt. Twilight just managed to contain a squeal, smacking the unicorn’s hand away and giving her a dirty look.

“Go sit your butt down, and no funny business!” she hissed.

Starlight put up both hands, not bothering to hide her smile. Her eyes dipped to Twilight’s cleavage. Twilight pointed toward the couch, stomping her hoof for emphasis.

“Quit messing around and get over here, Starlight,” Anon said, patting the space right next to him. “Let Twilight do whatever she needs to do.”

Giving Twilight a wink, Starlight skipped over to the human. Despite being annoyed with the mare, Twilight couldn’t help but watch as she bounced in all the right places. She didn’t usually oogle her students, since that would be weird, but she couldn’t keep her eyes off the mare’s bottom.

She opened and closed her hands, imagining how it’d feel squeezing those big, round cheeks. They probably had some heft to them. Not too much fat, not too much muscle. The perfect butt to play with for an hour before those thick legs of hers wrapped around your head and squeezed.

Twilight licked her lips, rubbing her legs together. She almost jumped out of her skin when Anon, wrapping an arm around the unicorn, spoke.

“So, what are we watching first, Twi?”

The alicorn spun around, forcing her attention onto the projector. Her tail flicking from side to side, she quickly finished setting it up and turning it on. She tried to control herself, but the warmth from this morning was beginning to come back.

“I--” she coughed, forcing the image of Starlight lying naked on her bed out of her mind. What in Celestia’s name was wrong with her? “I actually got my hands on a movie that hasn’t come out in theaters yet. It’s a Power Ponies adaptation.”

“Really? How the heck did you manage that?” Anon asked as Starlight snuggled close.

“This is going to be Spike’s birthday present,” Twilight explained, looking back toward them.

This was a bad idea, as Anon’s legs were spread open. He no doubt did this to get more comfortable in his head, but to Twilight it was as if he was beckoning her to come over and burying her face in his groin. Again, she forced her attention back to the projector.

“I-I, um, I had pulled a few strings with some ponies in Canterlot that were making this movie,” she continued, picking up the film reel with shaky hands. It took a few tries, but she was eventually able to attach the film and set it up. “I figured, since he wasn’t here, we could watch it first to see if he’d even want to see it.”

“This movie could have all the characters be sock puppets and Spike would still love to see it,” Anon said. “That dragon loves that comic. That’s a really awesome gift, Twilight.”

“Oh, it wasn’t that hard to set up--”

An image flashed through Twilight’s mind. Anon’s stallionhood smacking against Starlight’s meaty rump. Her ears perked up, and she swore she could almost hear the dull thud of each blow.

“--Rarity has actually worked on costumes for movie stars before. It was just having her reach out to them and setting up a few meetings--”

Another image, just as vivid. Anon’s stallionhood bobbing right next to her face. On the other side, was Starlight’s soaked marehood. Both were close enough that she could pick and choose which to suck or lick. Saliva quickly filled her mouth, forcing her to swallow it before she began to drool.

“--Besides, Spike deserves a gift like this. You both know how hard he’s been working. It’s the least I could do for my number one a-assistant.”

A hand strayed down between her legs. Twilight wrenched it back up, placing both of her hands behind her back.

“Obviously, you both can’t tell him I have this yet. I-I’d like to be a surprise.”

Anon was smiling at her. Starlight, however, was staring at her with narrowed eyes. With some alarm, Twilight noticed that her nostrils were flaring. The unicorn suddenly stood up, clapping her hands together.

“Hey, you know what’s missing here? Some snacks. Anon, why don’t you see if everything’s good with the projector while me and Twi go get some grub?”

“Me?” Twilight said, clenching her thighs together as Starlight walked over and grabbed her hand.

“Yes, you. Now come on,” the unicorn replied, all but dragging her out the door.

“I don’t know anything about projectors,” Anon called behind them. “If you want, I can come and--”

“You’ll be fine,” Starlight interrupted. “There’s two buttons on it, and a knob that adjusts the focus. Just mess around with it for a little bit until we get back, okay.”

Both mares were out in the hall before Anon could voice his reply. Twilight, red-faced, tried to pull away from Starlight’s grasp, but the other mare held onto her firmly, like an upset mother leading an unruly child away. They traveled down a few hallways, turning a corner or two, before she eventually let her go with a sigh.

“Holy honeyseeds. You got it bad today, huh? I thought you were being bold with the get up, but you were almost leaking on the floor.”

Starlight gestured toward Twilight’s pants. Twilight looked down to see that there was a very noticeable wet spot soaking through the fabric. She let out a high-pitched, panicked whine, her wings flapping so hard she nearly launched herself into the air by accident.

“If Anon’s sense of smell was better, he’d have known you were ready to rut,” Starlight told the thoroughly embarrassed mare.

“I-I-I,” Twilight shammered, a hand going to her chest.

She could feel a panic attack coming. She started to breathe deeply and slowly as she could, thinking of happy thoughts. Puppies, rainbows, friendship, hay burgers; nothing about how it looked like she had just peed herself.

“Look how hard your nipples are too. Sweet Luna, I’ve seen horny, but it’s been awhile since I’ve seen somepony in this bad of shape.”

Starlight clicked her tongue, crossing her arms. She cocked her head to the side, staring at Twilight for several seconds. As she did this, Twilight was trying to figure out the most efficient way of getting back to her room so she could lock the door and hide in her bed.

“Twilight.”

“...”

“Twilight.”

“...”

“Twilight Sparkle.”

Covering her groin with a hand, as well as trying to cover her chest, Twilight looked toward the unicorn. She said nothing, as at that moment she couldn’t trust herself to speak. Instead, she bit her bottom lip, curling her tail around her leg.

Starlight took a step toward her. “Would you… like me to help calm you down?” she asked. “I mean, take the edge off a little bit. If you get what I mean.”

Twilight didn’t get what she meant, until the mare made a lewd gesture with a hand. Her eyes widened.

“I know you told me to quit flirting with you a long time ago, since it made you uncomfortable. I get it, I really do. The thing is, I know when a gal needs some release, and sister, you look like you’re about to hump somepony’s leg.”

Starlight took another step. Twilight stepped back as well, her half-erect wings brushing against the wall.

“It’s no big deal if you don’t want to. If that’s the case, we can just forget I asked and I can take you back to your room to get a new change of clothes.” Starlight spread her arms out. “But… All I’m saying is that a good cum will put you right back on track. Probably.”

In any other instance, it would have been an immediate and firm no. Twilight was no prude, but she wasn’t rearing to go anytime, anyplace like Starlight. This was doubly the case as Anon was probably wondering where they had gone off to. With the heat continuing to build up, and those lewd thoughts refusing to leave however, that usual no was starting to give way into something else.

Twilight looked the mare up and down. Starlight, seeing her gaze, was quick to stick that big butt of hers out. Her hand went to her shirt, pulling it up. Twilight watched as more and more skin was revealed, until a perky breast was exposed.

“You don’t even need to say anything,” Starlight said with a bounce, causing her tit to wobble. “All I need is a nod.”

Twilight licked her lips. She pressed her hand against her groin, a shudder running through her as she felt just how soaked her pants had become. As much as she hated to admit it, Starlight was right. There was no way she’d be able to enjoy the rest of the day in the state she found herself in.

Starlight took another step toward her. She was so close that Twilight could smell the soap that she had used this morning. She could take this irritating warmth away; Twilight knew she could, if only for a little while. It wouldn’t even be weird either, since she was going to join up with her and Trixie in bagging Anonymous. In fact, it was perfectly natural for a herd sister to satisfy a fellow herdmate when the stallion wasn’t around. It was almost rude to refuse the offer really.

Taking a deep breath, Twilight looked at Starlight and gave her the slightest of nods. It was barely even a nod; more of a twitch of the neck muscles, but it was enough for the unicorn.

Like a lioness finding her prey, Starlight pounced. Twilight let out a gasp as her back was forced roughly against the wall. She flailed as Starlight pressed her body against her. Starlight pressed her muzzle into the nape of her neck, inhaling deeply.

“Celestia above, I’ve wanted to play with you forever,” she said, her voice husky.

Twilight bit her bottom lip as a hand slipped through the top of her shirt. Starlight nibbled on her neck, mumbling something the alicorn couldn’t quite catch.

Her heart began so fast that it was like a roar in her ears. She had never been touched like this before. Her stomach was doing flips as Starlight gave one of her boobs a squeeze. Another nibble around the throat caused her legs to turn into jelly. To keep from falling over, she grabbed the only thing she could reach for: Starlight’s ass.

Starlight tensed as her fingers sunk into the mare’s flank. She stopped her teasing and groping, her tail flicking from side to side. She stomped a hoof, letting out an eager snort. Taking that as a signal to continue, Twilight leaned against her, giving both of her cheeks a firm squeeze.

It was perfect. Firm and muscular, but with more than enough fat. No sag at all. Almost without realizing it, Twilight’s hands slipped into the mare’s pj bottoms to feel her bare cheeks. She tilted her head to the side to give Starlight a quick and awkward kiss to the cheek as she rubbed the mare’s tail dock. She had read somewhere ponies liked that.

The kiss broke Starlight out of her stupor. Grinning, she pinched Twilight’s nipple, giving it a gentle tug. The groan Twilight let out as a result was music to her ears.

“Oh, I can’t wait to throw you on a bucking bed,” she murmured in the alicorn’s ear.

Twilight’s eyes widened as a hand slipped down the front of her pj pants. Two fingers found their mark not a moment later, rubbing the lips of her marehood.

“O-Oh my…. gosh,” she croaked, eyes crossing.

She tried to lean more of her weight against Starlight, but the unicorn was faster, once again forcing her against the wall. Her face found its way between Twilight’s breasts as one she slowly, gently pressed a finger into her. The mare motorboated the godly breasts as if her life depended on it. She would tilt her head to nip at the firm yet somehow soft flesh, which would almost always get a yelp out of the princess.

Starlight could hear her heart pounding in her ears. Her body felt electric, like she could have jumped ten feet into the air at that moment. As she began pumping her finger in and out of Twilight at a steady pace, Starlight herself could feel her own arousal soaking through her panties and down her legs. She reached down with a free hand, slipping it down the fabric to paw at her own marehood. When her fingertips touched her lips, she let out a gasp, her hips bucking at the unexpected bolt of pleasure. It had been a long time since she had felt this excited while fooling around with another mare. The pleasure grew as Twilight’s hands gave her ass a squeeze.

More than once, she had caught the alicorn looking at it out of the corner of her eye. Twilight might have insisted that she was no deviant, just a pure and wholesome little princess, but Starlight knew better. Underneath that anxious, shy exterior was a sexual deviant. After they were finished with Fluttershy, she’d be her sexual deviant; a cute alicorn who she’d rut from sun up to sunset whenever she wished.

The thought sent a shiver up her spine. She nipped harder at the cloth-covered breasts surrounding her face, fingering the mare with more intensity.

“I bet you love this, slut. Getting used in the middle of the hall,” she growled, hoping that her voice wasn’t too muffled by tit flesh. “I bet you wish Anon would find us here. I bet you’d love it if he dropped his pants and made us get onto our knees.”

Twilight tried to cross her legs. Starlight’s horn lit up. She intended to pry them open with her magic, only to freeze when she felt a long, wet tongue slowly lick up from base to tip. The sensation took all the strength out of Starlight’s legs. With a groan, she slowly sunk to the floor, soaking her panties with a fresh batch of cum as she shook like a leaf.

On the way down, she grabbed Twilight’s pants, savagely yanking them down. There was a tear, and the princess let out a yelp, but Starlight didn’t give a horseapple. She looked at the perfect, pristine, absolutely soaked marehood. She admired it for a moment, a small smile on her face, before diving forward.

“StarLLLLLLIIIIIIIIGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHTTTTTTTTTT!!!!”

Starlight let out a groan as she forced her muzzle between a set of meaty thighs. She did not take her time and enjoy herself; she couldn’t. She began to lap, suckle, and kiss like some wild animal, all the while rubbing her own clit with a finger.

Twilight made a series of strange and delightful noises. Starlight smiled, her muzzle already coated with the mare’s juices. That movie was going to have to wait for a while longer.

~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~

The library was completely silent. The temperature in the room had been set slightly warmer than the rest of the castle, though not overly so. Both these, factors, along with the fact that the couch he sat on being extremely comfortable, meant that Anon was having one heck of a time keeping his eyes open

He had managed to figure out the projector, triple-checking the thing to make sure the delicate film wouldn’t break once the projector was switched on. With that done, he had rearranged the couch and table for a more optimal viewing experience. Then, with nothing else to do, he waited.

The minutes ticked by, then what felt like an hour. If he hadn’t been so comfortable, feet propped up onto the table with some pillows strategically positioned around him, Anon might have gotten up to see what was going on. Had he not had a conversation with Fluttershy, getting the pegasus to promise to behave herself, he might have been worried she had done something to the mares. She could have been lying to him, despite how earnest she had seemed, so Anon had kept an ear out for any unusual sounds. If the girls didn’t come back soon, he’d get up and go see what was going on.

He must have fallen asleep while waiting for them, as he woke with a start when he heard hoofsteps.

“Wazzat…?”

Rubbing an eye, he sat up, turning toward the door. There was Twilight and Starlight, both holding drinks and snacks. Twilight had her gaze firmly glued onto the floor, a slightly blush on her face. Starlight, meanwhile, looked as content as could be, practically skipping toward him.

Anon frowned slightly, looking both ponies over. “Where the heck were you two?”

Twilight flinched, blush deepening. Starlight placed all of her goodies onto the table before jumping onto the couch.

“Sorry about that. I needed to help Twilight with something,” she said, snuggling up next to him. “Did you manage to get the projector working?”

“I did.”

“Great! I knew you could do it.”

“Yeah… Hey, did you both change clothes?”

Twilight, who was putting her own goodies onto the table, went ramrod stiff. Starlight just let out a quiet laugh, resting her head against his shoulder.

“We actually did. The thing I was helping with was… messy. We needed to change, which is why it took us so long.”

Anon grunted, before letting out a great big yawn. Twilight, who was trying her best to appear casual, took this opportunity to take a seat onto the couch right next to him.

“Alrighty. So, we gonna watch this movie before I fall back asleep or what?”

He wrapped an arm around Twilight pulling her close. The alicorn almost immediately melted against him with a sigh. Horn glowing, Starlight levitated a great big bowl of popcorn into his lap. The lights were turned off and, after everyone was comfortable, the projector was turned on.

“So… You mind telling me what you both were doing?”

“Shush. The movie’s starting…”

Ten

“My looooooooooovvvvvvvvvvvveeeeeeeeeeeeee…”

Anon woke with a start. Picking his head up, he frantically scanned the room. In his mind’s eye, he could see a pair of glowing red eyes surrounded by complete darkness. He felt a bone-piercing chill, and the feeling of leathery wings brushing against his sides. Thankfully, upon looking around the room, he saw that the room was illuminated by the steadily rising sun. There were no red eyes anywhere, and he actually found himself quite warm and cozy. Panic slowly left him, and he remembered exactly where he was.

Him, Starlight, and Twilight had watched that Power Ponies movie about five times. A pizza had been ordered and devoured. When they hadn’t been tearing into the biggest pizza the local pizzeria had-- a fifty-cut pie named the Princess of Friendship, since that was what Twilight had been able to eat once in under an hour; a fact which horrified her to this day--they had been enjoying each other’s company.

There was a lot of talking and joking. A few board games were played. They also managed to read aloud a few more chapters of the book they had been reading the other day, with Starlight helpfully reading for any side characters. All in all, it was a very enjoyable day. Anon would have liked it to have lasted a bit longer, but eventually it was two in the morning and the three needed to get up early the next day for another round of tests and experiments. He had tried making his way to his room, but neither Starlight nor Twilight were having any of that. His arms were grabbed by both mares and he was half dragged, half led toward Twilight’s bedroom and pulled into bed with both of the sleepy mares.

Casting one last look around the room to make sure that no one else was in there with them, Anon let his head fall back onto his pillow. He closed his eyes, feeling a headache already beginning to form. Both Starlight and Twilight were on either side of him, pressed up against his sides as closely as physically possible.

Eyes still closed, he touched both mares. Starlight was sawing logs, drooling onto his arm while Twilight, a wing laid over himself and the unicorn, was breathing softly into his ear. Usually, this might have been the optimal setting to be as comfortable as humanly possibly, but something was ever so slightly off.

Cracking open an eye, Anon looked down at the wing he could see barely hidden under the blanket covering them. It looked exactly like Twilight’s wing should have looked; the way he had seen her wings pretty much since she had gotten them. However, they didn’t feel right.

The human had a lot of experience with pegasi wings. The birdfolk around town were never shy of wrapping him or other ponies in the feathery appendages. While they were all different colors and sizes, most wings had a certain feeling to them. A wing against bare skin was soft and dowry that had an odd static to it. Twilight’s wing felt… bare, like skin was touching skin.

He stared at the wing for a moment longer before carefully rolling onto his side so that he was face-to-face with Twilight. He was probably just imagining it; dreaming of Fluttershy made him have bat wings on the mind or something like that.

He wrapped his arms around the alicorn, burying his face into her mane as he pulled her close. Even if Twilight’s wing felt a little weird, the rest of her was wonderfully warm. She let out a sleepy murmur as she was moved. Her wing twitched, and she let out a happy sigh, nuzzling his throat. He held her for as long as he could, just before he was about to fall asleep, before, with some regret, he pulled himself away.

As much as he would have liked to lie in bed all day--and boy did he want to--he needed to get up so that he could hold his end of a deal he had made yesterday with a certain butter-colored mare.

Kissing Twilight’s forehead, he carefully rolled over and grabbed Starlight. With her, he was much more grabby, running his hands up and down her side. Starlight hummed. Anon would have thought she was still asleep, if a hand hadn’t slipped into his pants.

“You keep that up I’ll make you put a foal in me on this bed,” she said, her voice thick with sleep.

“I thought we couldn’t do anything without Trixie?” Anon said, reaching down to give her ass a squeeze.

“Hmm~ If you keep it up I’ll just tell her it was an accident,” she said, kissing his cheek.

“We better not. I don’t want Twi freaking out.”

“Freak out? I bet she’d join us.”

Snorting, Anon tried to sit up. He was barely able to push himself up onto an elbow when Starlight yanked him back down onto the bed.

“Where the hay do you think you’re going?” she demanded, resting her head onto his chest.

“I need to go to Fluttershy’s room,” he replied. “Also, if you can, I need you to unlock her door so I can get in.”

“What do you need to go into her room this early for?” the unicorn asked, cracking an eye to look at him.

“I promised her a thing if she behaved herself.”

“You were worried she’d break out?”

“I know you and Twilight put more spells on the door, but she did get out once,” he replied with a shrug. “I figured it was better to be safe than sorry.”

Starlight grimaced, though she did nod. “And what exactly was this “thing” you promised her.”

It was Anon’s turn to make a face. “I promised that I’d shower with her this morning.”

“Lucky duck.”

“Not really. If it were Fluttershy-Fluttershy it’d be great, but it kinda feels like I’m taking advantage.”

“It’s fine,” Starlight said with a wave of her hand. “You don’t need to be a gentlecolt, she was the one that asked for it, right?

“The one asking for it isn’t the real Fluttershy,” Anon pointed out. “It’s something that took over her body. I don’t like that; it feels… bad.”

“Aw, you poor baby. It must be so hard running your hands all over a supermodel. Oh woe is you.”

“Not everyone is a horny degenerate like you.”

“Too bad for you then,” Starlight said, kissing the tip of his nose. “Go ahead and not enjoy playing with Fluttershy. I’m gonna snuggle with Twilight while you’re gone.”

Anon once again pulled Starlight against him, planting kisses all over the mare’s face. She let out a giggle, giving his shaft a squeeze.

The urge to just forget Fluttershy and lay here for a few hours more reared its head, but Anon ignored it. As much as he didn’t want to do it, he had promised. His old self would have broken it without a second thought, but not him. Like it or not, he had to be better.

Moving so as not to disturb Twilight too much, he crawled out of bed. He quickly dressed, trying to will the erection that Starlight’s teasing had caused down before heading toward the door. He looked back to see the unicorn with her muzzle buried deep between Twilight’s breasts. Her arms were hidden underneath Twilight’s wing and the blanket, but he had a feeling that Starlight had two handfuls of rump as well.

Anon rolled his eyes. He could have walked back over to pull the horny mare away, but he had a feeling that Twilight would be more than capable of setting the mare right. Making sure to close the door as quietly as he could behind him, he began walking toward Fluttershy’s room.

As he walked, he considered his options with this whole bathing thing. If he was smart, he could have them both in and out in less than five minutes. If he used a loofah or a rag, he wouldn’t even need to touch her with his hands. Sure, she’d probably be grabbing him like some horny frat boy, but he could deal with it.

He was an adult and sure, Fluttershy was super pretty, but he didn’t need to gawk at ass and tits. He had seen a lot of both in his time in horseland. It was no big deal. They would just clean each other for a few minutes, get dressed, and go about their day. This probably wasn’t even going to be that awkward. Probably.

Anon was so deep in thought that he nearly slammed face-first into Fluttershy’s door. Blinking, he took a step back, seeing that the locking rune, or whatever exactly the two resident mages had made, was still in place.

“Shit. I guess Starlight didn’t unlock it,” he muttered, looking down the hall from where he had just come. “I’ll need to--”

He jumped as a sharp click filled the air. The magical rune on the door shimmered, then slowly disappeared. A look of confusion flashed across Anon’s face. He reached out to the doorknob and gave it a twist. It turned fully without any trouble.

“...Huh, I guess the girls can unlock the door when they’re away. Good to know. Hopefully they can lock it too.”

He pulled open the door. It made no noise as he swung on its hinges, revealing a dimly lit room. He stepped inside, and once again jumped as a figure launched itself across the room and latched onto him.

“My love,” Fluttershy said, rubbing her cheek against his chest. “You were away from me for far too long.”

Coughing, Anon patted the mare’s head, kicking the door closed behind him. “A little warning would be nice next time, Flutters. I’m too young to have a heart attack.”

Fluttershy acted as if she hadn’t heard him, her tail swishing from side to side as she hugged him with so much force she was nearly lifting him into the air. He could hear her sniffing him, her bat wings twitching against her sides as if she were about to launch herself into the air from sheer joy. Anon scratched the pegasus’ ear. The mare’s grip on him, thankfully, lost some of its strength as she let out a coo, pressing her head toward his hand.

As he scratched, he took a quick look around the room. In the corner of the room, he could see a lamp was lit, which explained why the room had some light instead of pitch black as it usually was. Beside it sat a book with a picture of a bear on it. Anon couldn’t make out the title, but he could see a bookmark was wedged toward the end of the great big tome. Had Fluttershy just spent the whole night reading?

“So… did you have a good day yesterday?” he asked.

The smile on Fluttershy’s face soured a little. She moved her head away from his hand.

“Your absence left a hole in my heart I thought would never be filled,” she said, her grip around him once again tightening. “Every moment felt an eternity, every second was torture, thought I bared it for your sake.”

“Oh.” Anon gave the mare a weak smile. “Well, the girls and I watched a Power Ponies movie that hadn’t come out yet.”

“I heard my love.”

“It was terrible. When you’re all fixed up you’ll have to sit down with us to watch it. Listening doesn’t do it justice.”

Fluttershy giggled. “Silly thoughts aside, I did behave myself, did I not?” she asked with a bounce.

“You did,” Anon replied with a nod, stomach tightening.

“Then my Count will not protest if I invite him to bathe with his Countess?” Fluttershy said, fluttering her eyelashes at him.

It was difficult not to make a face, but Anon just managed to do so, giving the mare a small nod. “A deal is a deal.”

Fluttershy let out a girlish squeal, clapping her hands together. Grabbing his hand, she dragged him toward the bathroom.

“Come then, my love. A good, thorough scrubbing will do me much good I think.”

~_~_~_~_~_~_~

Twilight felt Starlight nuzzle her chest. She could see the unicorn’s face wag back and forth in front of her face as the mare got her kicks, humming and hawing and trying to suck on her nipples through her pajama shirt. Not only was it embarrassing, but it was exceedingly messy as well, what with Starlight drooling all over her shirt and the bed. Honestly, she almost wished the mare would just rip off her shirt to get at the bare breast underneath. At least then she would have less laundry to do.

The alicorn let out a sigh, looking up at her ceiling. She felt a hand groping her inner thigh. Without missing a beat, her horn lit up, and the owner of said hand let out a yelp of pain as she gave it a shock.

“Ow! What the hay was that for?!” Starlight demanded, pulling her muzzle away from Twilight’s chest to glare at the alicorn. She no doubt meant to look furious, but the drool covering her chin and the far off, hazy look in her eyes ruined it somewhat.

“Hands above the belt please,” Twilight replied. “You’re lucky I’m even letting you do this.”

She ignored Starlight’s hurramph, reaching down to touch the spot the unicorn had just grabbed. She was gentle, as the area had become oddly tender the last few days. Twilight didn’t think anything serious was going on, but she had seen a bit of redness the other day while giving herself a once over. It was probably just a stress rash or something similar.

“You know, you can do some groping of your own if you’d like,” Starlight offered, bumping Twilight’s chin with her chest. “I might not be as stacked as you, but I think there’s enough of me for you to enjoy~”

“No thanks. Not everypony is a horny deviant like you.”

Starlight blew a raspberry at the mare, resting her head on top of her chest. She positioned herself so that she was lying partially on top of her. Twilight, who continued to stare up at the ceiling, began to run her fingers through the unicorn’s hair.

“So… why didn’t you say anything?”

“...”

“I know you were awake. You’re really bad at pretending to be asleep.”

“...”

Starlight reached up to boop the bigger mare’s nose. “He was rock hard you know,” she said. “You could have just reached around and grabbed it.”

“Hush.”

“A lot of colts like a good morning surprise. Just think about Anon waking up to see something moving underneath the blankets--”

“Starlight.”

“--He lifts them up and sees you right there, his dick down your throat. I bet the second he saw that he’d cum so hard it’d shoot out of your nose like a cannon--”

Twilight placed a hand over the mare’s muzzle. The relief that the unicorn was no longer talking was quickly replaced by disgust as her hand was licked. She grimaced, pulling her hand away. She looked at it, then at Starlight, who was grinning.

“You’re gross.”

“Oh you love--HEY, DON’T WIPE IT IN MY MANE!”

Starlight tried to roll away, only for a pair of wings to pin her down. She tried to wiggle free, but against alicorn strength she had very little chance. So she complained and whined, loudly, to the now smirking princess, who, after wiping her hand against the top of the unicorn’s head, proceeded to grab her by the head so she could begin biting the mare’s ear. Complaints turned into squeals that had Twilight cackling to herself.

If things turned out as she hoped they would, this would be her every morning. A bed filled, roughhousing, and Celestia knows what Trixie would be like when she just woke up.

It sounded wonderful.

Twilight growled as she bit Starlight’s ear just a little harder. After they were done fooling around here, they should probably go and make breakfast. She had no idea why, but she was really craving apples.

~_~_~_~_~_~

For most of the shower, things weren’t really all that bad. Washing the mane and tail, especially a mane and tail as long as Fluttershy’s, was weirdly enjoyable. Her wings were also interesting to work on. The fleshy membrane that made up most of the wing had a natural oil covering it. The long “fingers” were covered in a fur-covered skin that was far more elastic than it should have been. Both wings also regulated her body temperature, as Fluttershy had happily told him as he conditioned her tail, which meant that she was sensitive to water that was too cold or too hot. After the wing and tail, there were the hooves. As long as he didn’t look up, and just paid attention to them, everything was fine. The issue was everything from the neck down to the knees.

Seeing Fluttershy naked was one thing, seeing her naked in the same bed was another, but it was an entirely different animal to see her naked, wet, in a steaming hot room about two inches from him. Things also weren’t helped in the least that while he had been cleaning her she had been cleaning him. His request that a loofah be used had been completely ignored. Fluttershy hadn’t gone for his groin yet, but she might have cleaned his ass ten different times, and the noises she made while she scrubbed his chest made him want to go back to his room so he could take a long, cold shower by himself.

It was frustrating. Were this actually Fluttershy not affected by a magical disease, this would have been a dream come true. In fact, doing this with normal Fluttershy would absolutely make him insufferable to all of his stallion friends for months. Here though, it felt as if he were taking advantage of a mare that had far too much to drink, which he didn’t care for one little bit.

With a grunt, he rose from a knee, loofa in hand. He looked down at a red-faced Fluttershy, who smiled sweetly up at him. She puffed her chest out, using her biceps to press her boobs together to entice him.

Anon’s lower head throbbed in appreciation, but, thankfully, the upper head kept in control. The human made a face before sighing. He reached over to grab the bottle of liquid body wash perched on a stand. As he grabbed it, the loofa left his hand. He managed to look over just in time to see it sailing out of the shower and into the garbage bin on the other end of the bathroom.

Fluttershy continued to smile as he gave her a dirty look. “Oh, my apologies, my hand must have slipped.”

“...Slipped your hand, huh?”

“Pardon my clumsiness,” Fluttershy said , tilting her head downward. “I suppose you’ll be forced to run those big, muscular hands of yours all over my delicate person.”

She let out a giggle, nearly bouncing in place. Anon, still giving the pegasus a dirty look, opened the bottle in his hand with a thumb and turned it over so that he could upend a healthy dollop of body wash into his other hand.

“Spin around. Also, I’m not touching your lady bits.”

“And what might my lady bits be, my count~?”

Anon leaned forward toward her ear. “I’m not sticking my fingers in or around your pussy or asshole. Those you’re seeing to yourself, got it?”

Fluttershy went stiff. As Anon moved back, he watched as she tucked her tail close to her rump as a blush made its way up to her ears.

“I… as you wish, my love,” she said, her voice quiet, meek; nearly like normal Fluttershy’s.

Anon’s expression softened, though only slightly. The mare had been trying to shove her bits into his face almost immediately after he had dragged her to the castle. He didn’t see why she would be embarrassed at his bluntness. That could had been normal Fluttershy peeking through, but it could have also been a ploy to lower his guard.

Taking a half-step toward the mare. Thoroughly sudding up his hands--and glaring down at the erection between his legs that refused to go down no matter how much he willed it to-- he reached out around her . A shiver through Fluttershy, followed by a gasp as his soapy hands pressed against her boobs. She twitched, her wings lightly tapping his arms.

“Ohmygoodness,” he heard her whisper.

Anon moved his hands away. “You alright there?”

Fluttershy reached up, quickly putting his hands back where they had been. “O-Of course, my Count. Better than any mare has any right to be,” she had breathlessly. “By the Nightmare and the Holy Moon, please, please continue.”

She attempted to back up, no doubt wishing to grind against him, but Anon stopped her with a knee. Her wings tapped his arms again. She quickly looked back, her expression souring slightly as he nudged her nudge, forcing her to take a step forward so that she was out of range for any funny business.

To distract her, the human began scrubbing the mare’s chest. He went as quick as he could, lathering up both large, heavy orbs as well as the thicker fur growing on her sternum. He did not give himself time to think, he simply cleaned before moving onto the next body part. Fluttershy gave no protest as his lands left her tits and started to clean her belly. She was strangely quiet in fact, her tail flicking from side to side.

Anon worked in this silence, grateful that she wasn’t making this any weirder by groaning or moaning or anything other horrible thing . Her belly was cleaned, then the tops of her legs that he hadn’t yet gotten to. His hands then slide back to give her rump a cleaning.

As his fingertips combed through the fur around her cutiemarks, frustration filled him.The wings right in front of his face should have been covered in feathers. The eyes peeking back at him every so often should have been blue, not red.

Fluttershy let out a gasp. The noise made the human jump. Looking down, he realized that he was squeezing the meaty part of her tail dock. He took a half step back, trying his best not to sigh.

“Lift your arms please,” he said, tapping her elbows.

“Of course,” she said, doing as he asked. “Would you please clean my neck as well? You did a lovely job, but there are a few parts of it that you missed, my love.”

She tapped a part of her throat that he couldn’t see.

“I believe turning to face you will help you with cleaning it, as well as a few other parts that you missed. If that’s alright with you…”

Anon just grunted. He scrubbed her underarms, then tapped her side. Fluttershy turned, revealing her soapy, gorgeous body to him. To his credit, Anon only leered for a few moments before getting back to cleaning.

“It seems that I missed a few spots on you as well, my lord. With your permission--”

“Nope. Hand me the soap please.”

The mare huffed, though she did as he asked. Anon poured a good amount into his palm, rubbing his hands together before going back to work. He could feel Fluttershy’s gaze settling on his erection. His cock, the traitor, throbbed. The mare let out a soft giggle, red eyes looking up into his face.

“Are you enjoying yourself, My Count?” she asked.

“It’s… something,” Anon replied, once again lathering her breasts--just to make sure he had gotten everywhere of course. “What about you? This everything you thought it’d be?”

The pegasus shivered. “Oh, it’s better than I could have imagined, my love,” she said. “Your hands feel so…”

She took deep breaths, a hand finding its way between her legs.

“...Orgasmic. I long for the day your touch is a daily occurrence, freely and happily given while we rule this pitiful town.”

Anon couldn’t help but snort. “You might be waiting for a good long time for that, sister.”

Fluttershy just gave him a smile, an ear twitching. “That future might be far sooner than you think, my lovely Count.”

Twelve

There was a chill in the air. It was so cold that, if there was light enough to see, Anon was sure he’d be able to see his breath. A few feet away, he could just make out Spike shivering, though he had a feeling it wasn’t because of the temperature.

He had been right, much to his misfortune. There had been something wrong with the other girls. He had messed up somewhere along the way, not paid enough attention, didn’t go the extra mile, and he had failed in his job to keep Fluttershy contained. Now there were three vampire ponies, two of which were some of the most powerful magic users to have ever lived. Three mares that were faster, stronger, and much smarter than himself, who no doubt wanted to eat up the entire town, against him and a teenage dragon.

The realization at how dire things were drove away any thoughts or plans on how to correct the issue. There was no thought of escape, or attack, or even begging or pleading. All Anon could do was stand there, wide-eyed, frozen where he stood.

Starlight took a step forward. Spike took a deep breath, his little wings flapping as he let out a loud, shrill scream.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!”

Anon’s body moved. In two steps, he reached Spike, scooping the drake up into his arms and racing down the hallway that led to the kitchen. There was no exit that way as far as he knew, but he needed to put some distance between him and the vamponies. If he had some breathing room he might be able to come up with a plan.

A hand grabbed a fistful of his shirt. Gritting his teeth, the human attempted to dig his heels in and run forward, but he made it only two steps before his shirt went fully taut against him. There was no dragging along the person behind him. They were so much stronger than him that it felt as if they weren’t exerting any force to keep him where he was.

Someone giggled into his ear, making the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end. “And where do you think you’re going?” Twilight whispered.

Anon dug his heels as hard as he could, straining against his shirt as Spike continued to scream. A hand stroked his cheek, and another tickled his side. He saw a yellow hand reaching for Spike, who was staring, horrified, at something behind him. The dragon hugged his arms close to his chest, leaning as far back as he could. Fingertips touched his belly when there was an audible tear.

With one last push forward, Anon’s shirt ripped. He stumbled a few steps, nearly dropping Spike, before managing to catch his footing. As he turned the corner, he could hear laughter behind him.

“RunfasterAnon!! Spike squealed.

“I’mrunningasfastasIcanbuddy!! Anon yelled back.

The girls were close; so close that he could smell the shampoo Starlight used. It had been a long time since He had been chased like this; he found, just like the last time, when it was ponies with pitchforks, that he really didn’t like it. In fact, he found himself screaming along with Spike as he leapt through the door to the kitchen.

Spike was on his feet first, rushing over to slam the door shut. Anon was right behind him, picking up a cabinet in his panic and throwing it in front of the door. Panting, both of them backed away.

“I thought… you said everything… was fine here,” Spike managed to get out.

“It was… when I left,” Anon replied.

There was a chuckle to their right. Both dragon and human whipped their heads around to see Starlight. The unicorn was seated on top of the kitchen table, one leg crossed over the other. In one hand she held a fancy wine glass, and in the other a granny smith apple.

Casually, she lifted the apple over the top of the glass and squeezed it. The granny smith was crushed completely, sending a river of apple pulp and juice into the glass. Tossing the remains to the floor, Starlight lifted the glass to her lips and took a ladylike sip.

“Ahh… delicious,” she said, her now very red and very scary eyes flicking toward them.

Spike, lip quivering, let out a whimper.

Anon tore his gaze from the vampire horse. He raced over to a cabinet, pulling out a bag of rice. Using his teeth, he tore a whole into the plastic and tossed it at Starlight like it was a grenade. While most of the rice stayed in the bag, what must have been hundreds of individual grains flew every which way into the air.

“HA!”

Starlight raised an eyebrow. Taking another sip of her apple pulp-y drink, her horn glowed. Every single grain of rice was engulfed in her aura. She looked at the floating rice, then at the floating bag. Humming, she looked up at the ceiling for several seconds, clearly in thought.

“Two thousand four hundred and seventy two,” she said.

Terror gave way to incredulity. Anon found himself frowning.

“Bullshit. You made that number up.”

“I did not,” Starlight replied with confidence. “I just calculated the circumference of the bag compared with the size of a grain of rice. It really isn’t that hard.”

“...Liar. That’s the biggest load of shit I think I’ve ever heard.”

“What? It is not.”

“You’re a liar with a dumb accent. You count those like you’re supposed to; none of that fancy math shit.”

“Why in Equestria would I do that?”

“Because you’re supposed to!”

“Why am I supposed to, smart guy?!”

“I don’t know, I’m not a fucking vampire!”

The cabinet blocking the door flew through the air as the door was forced open. In stepped in Twilight, and behind her Fluttershy.

Starlight, now looking more huffy than terrifying, turned toward the two. “Twilight, how many grains of rice do you think I have here?” she asked.

Twilight ceased her hungry, menacing look. She clicked her tongue, squinting at the rice as she tapped her chin with a finger.

“Two thousand hour hundred and forty eight,” she said.

“What? No, that can’t be. I got Two thousand hour hundred and seventy two!”

“Oh… Are you sure you calculated the circumference of the bag correctly?”

“Of course I did!”

“But are you sure? You know how you are with your formulas--”

While the mares bickered, Anon picked up Spike and rushed toward a window. “You can fly, right?” he asked.

“Y-Yeah, but why?” Spike asked, almost in tears.

He opened the window.

“Go to Applejack’s, or Rarity, or the Mayor; I don’t really care. Just tell them what’s going on. Don’t let anyone outside. I’m gonna do my best to keep these three in the castle, but just assume I’m gonna fail.”

“But--!”

Spike let out a yelp as he was pushed outside. He fell a good five feet before he started flapping his wings, awkwardly but quickly flying in the direction of Rarity’s boutique. Anon watched him go before slamming the door shut and locking it. It wouldn’t help if the girls really wanted to escape through a window, but it did kind of make him feel a little better.

Turning around, he saw that Twilight and Starlight were no longer bickering. Instead the two, along with Fluttershy, now surrounded him, their red eyes gleaming.

“Aw, what a shame,” Twilight said, looking past him through the window. “I think Spike would have enjoyed being awakened as we have…”

“There’s still plenty of time, my dear,” Fluttershy said, licking her lips. “It looks as if he’s going to Rarity’s. I think it would be lovely if the three of us made the trip as--”

Anon coughed. Loudly.

Three sets of eyes flicked toward him.

“Or,” he said, pointing a finger to the ceiling. “Or we could all just stay here, just relax; maybe play a board game or something?”

Fluttershy reached up and touched his cheek. “My love, as… entertaining as my stay here has been, I’m afraid that I must part ways with you so that I may gift others with the Nightmare’s blessing. It may just be a short time, but know that I shall ache for you as I always have.”

Anon reached out, grabbing Twilight and Starlight by the collar. He tried to yank them toward Fluttershy, so he could try to pull all three mares into a bear hug, but it was no use. Quicker than his eye could follow, they grabbed his hands, and no matter how hard he pushed or pulled they wouldn’t budge. One vampire pony he might have been able to overpower with surprise and a bit of luck, with three there was no way that was going to happen.

His mind raced as a chuckling Fluttershy patted his cheek. If they left the castle things could get really bad; maybe not-end-of-the-world-as-you-know-it bad, but pretty bad. A lot of ponies could get hurt, or worse. All he needed to do was keep them here for a few hours, until Spike figured out something or Celestia came.

But how? How the heck was he going to keep them from running amok outside? Why on earth couldn’t he have been turned into a blood-sucking monster instead of Twilight or Starlight?!

“...Ladies, I think we might have gotten off on the wrong foot.”

“Oh really now?” Starlight said, lifting his hand up so she could nuzzle it.

“I would like to negotiate. Please.”

Twilight giggle-snorted, letting his hand go so she could cover her mouth. Anon ignored her, looking down at Fluttershy.

“I know you want to go outside and turn the world all into vampire horses like yourself. You know I don’t want you doing that. I think, if you’re open-minded, and we’re honest with each other, we might be able to somehow… get what we both want?”

Fluttershy took a step away from him. Though she looked as if she were trying very hard not to laugh, she crossed her arms and did her best to look stern.

“My Count, you wish for myself and these lovely mares, all of whom happen to hold all the cards in this little game we’ve been playing for weeks, to parlay with you?”

“Yes.”

“While it’s so ridiculous a notion to even consider, I am in a very good mood, and my love for you is such that I happily take all of your nonsense in stride. So, with that in mind; what do you have to negotiate with, if I may be so bold as to ask?”

Anon opened his mouth. He stared at Fluttershy, then lifted his gaze upward as he thought long and hard. His mouth slowly closed, and his brow furrowed. Then, like a bolt of lightning, a thought hit him.

“...I have the thing you’ve wanted since you got those bat wings and those big ol’ fangs, Flutters.”

Confusion crossed the pegasi’s face. “And what might that be?”

“I think we both know what that is,” Anon said, wiggling his eyebrows.

It took a few moments, but Fluttershy’s eyes widened in realization. “You think that I would risk my holiest of missions to lie with you?” she asked.

“Yes ma’am,” Anon said with a nod. “I’m hoping that very much, since I think that’s all I got.”

He looked at the other two girls, both of whom were staring intently back. Starlight he had no issue with. Fanged or not, he knew for a fact that the horndog would have jumped his bones with a smile on her face, as she had done many times. Fluttershy, while he’d feel bad about it for a good long while, he hoped that the mare would be able to forgive him once this was all over. Hell, if her vampire version wasn’t lying, and she always had an interest in him, things might end on a pretty positive note.

The wrench thrown into all of this, without a doubt, would be Twilight. Twilight; the mare that was like a little sister to him. The pony that had housed him, fed him, showed him the ways of this wonderful, strange world. He was a degenerate; possibly a sexual deviant even, but the thought of taking advantage of one of his closest friends made him nauseous enough to want to dry heave.

As he let his offer hand in the air, he risked a glance over at the alicorn. All of the mares, who had been terrifying predators not a minute ago, looked thrown by his words, but none more so than the Princess of Friendship.

Twilight was staring at him with side eyes. She had a hand covering her mouth, and it looked as if every muscle in her body was tensed. In those big eyes of hers--that looked just about ready to pop out of her skull--Anon could see something.

Desire? Hope?

“You… mean that?” she asked quietly.

Anon grimaced. Ignoring the feeling building in his stomach, he reached up and placed his hands on the mare’s shoulders.

“If it’ll keep you three in here then absolutely. If you’re okay with that. If not, and there’s something else you’d like to do, I’d be all for--”

A pair of hands grabbed him by the hips. He was lifted bodily into the air and slung on Twilight’s shoulder as if he were a sack of flour. There was a look of determination on the alicorn’s face as she spun around to face the kitchen door.

“What are you doing?” Fluttershy demanded, lips drawn back into a snarl.

She attempted to take a step toward Twilight. The hoof she stepped forward with did not touch the ground as the princess encased her body with magic.

“You two can do what you bucking want, but I’m doing this,” she said, slapping a thoroughly confused Anon’s ass. “Go take over the world, or bite ponies, or whatever you want to do. Since vampirism is keeping me from having a panic attack while thinking about getting intimate with Anon here, I’m shooting my shot.”

“I--” Starlight began, only for Twilight to jab a finger in her face.

“I don’t care. You screw him all the time. I’ve wanted to do so much lewd crap to this big, dumb, sexy gorilla for years, and the best I’ve gotten are some kisses on the cheek and cuddling!”

She made a noise that could only be described as frustrated, stomping a hoof down hard enough to crack the nice tiling.

“Go be evil. Go out and eat all the apples you can find. Come and join me. I really don’t give a horsefeather; I’m sitting on this colt’s face tonight, and neither of you two are stopping me.”

She let go of Fluttershy. The pegasus, incensed with being marehandled, let out a low, angry hiss, stomping toward Twilight. She just about closed the distance between them when Twilight spun around to face her. The hiss the alicorn let out made the windows raddle. A pair of burning red eyes that seemed to drink in what little light there was in the room glared down at her.

“Eep!” Fluttershy yelped, taking a half-step back, her hands raised defensively.

Twilight stared her down for a few more seconds until she was satisfied that she was properly cowed. Then, giving Anon’s butt another smack--which the human really didn’t appreciate--she walked out the door.

Fluttershy and Starlight looked at each other. While both Starlight and Twilight were fully-fledged vampires, and Fluttershy no longer had them under her thrall, Twilight still should have been somewhat subservient. Fluttershy didn’t know why that had to be the case, but she felt it deep down. For Twilight to utterly ignore the hierarchy that she had spent so long attempting to set up was a big shock, to say the very least.

All of her hard work; days and days of planning, all delayed by a single act of defiance.

Fluttershy frowned. She looked out through the kitchen window, gazing upon the Holy Moon and all the surrounding houses. In each, she knew, were prey that could be turned, to help expand so that their small number could become an unstoppable flood. With a town’s worth of vampires, they’d be able to take over all of Equestria in a matter of weeks.

She looked away from the window, at the door that led out into the hall. She thought about Twilight, a barely-touched-by-the-moonlight vampire that had the audacity of taking her beloved away, treating her as if she were some worthless cuckold. Thoughts of conquest and expansion faded away. Fluttershy found herself becoming much more than angry. No, she was positively, absolutely peeved.

With a growl, she marched out of the kitchen, her hands clenched into fists, angrily mumbling to herself.

That left just Starlight in the room. The mare was rubbing her hands together, swaying side to side, the wind very much taken out of her sails. She had thought becoming a super-powerful vampire would end up being so much less awkward than it already was.

She watched as Fluttershy disappeared out of the kitchen and into the hallway. Once the pegasus was gone, she looked out the window, in the direction where Spike had been headed.

“Hey. Do you want me to go get Spike? You know, so he doesn’t send a letter to Princess Celestia?” she called.

She stood there, waiting for an answer, her ears pinning themselves against the sides of her head. She could already hear that Twilight was nearly in her bedroom. Fluttershy wasn’t far behind, her stomping so loud a normal pony could have no doubt heard her.

“If she knew what was going on, things could get bad. Fluttershy? Twilight? I know you both can hear me. Still nothing, huh? We’re really just gonna let him go to…”

She trailed off, listening for a command, or even a word from her fellow vampires. When no reply came, she just shrugged.

“Alright… You want to just throw world domination out the window, that's fine. No skin off my nose. I didn’t even want to eat anypony…”

Somewhat dejected, Starlight made her way out of the kitchen and toward Twilight’s room. Vampire or not, she wasn’t going to miss the opportunity for a four-way. Being an evil, super powerful creature of the night was fun and all, but there was no way in heck she was going to miss the chance to have some fun with an ex-supermodel and a virginal alicorn.

“Hey, wait before you take your clothes off!” she called, hurrying along. “I wanna watch!”

Thirteen

Anon was quiet as he was carried through the halls of the castle. Honestly, he hadn’t expected his gambit to work; at best, he had hoped to give Spike a few seconds to make it into someone’s house. In fact, his “plan” had worked so well that he was genuinely wondering if his mind was playing tricks on him and he was just lying on the kitchen floor slowly passing out after one of the girls had cleaned his clock.

He lifted his head up. Looking upside down as he was, he saw Fluttershy coming up from the other end of the hallway and gaining on them. Her red eyes were narrowed down to slits and her hands were balled into fists.

“Twilight Sparkle! You will submit to my--”

“Shut it!” Twilight yelled over her shoulder.

“But--”

“No butts!”

Fluttershy leaped forward, arms reaching out toward him. In the blink of an eye, she covered half the distance of the hallway before Twilight’s horn glowed. The yellow mare’s snarl turned into a yelp as her tail was grabbed with magic. Her supernatural momentum coming to an immediate stop sent the pegasus head over hooves into the air. She flailed, letting out a string of colorful, very un-Fluttershy language before falling onto the ground in a heap.

“There!” Twilight said brightly, giving his back a pat. “You know, I’ve read to ease any tension or nervousness before an intimate scenario that it’s best to say something that’s true, silly, or embarrassing about oneself. Something to break the ice.”

“Break the ice?” Anon stared at her, incredulous. “We’ve known each other for years, Twi. I don’t know if there’s anything about me that you don’t know or that I haven’t told you about.”

“Oh, I’m sure there is,” Twilight said. “Hey, why don’t you tell an embarrassing story? The Big Book of Interspecies Romances said that predators are most at ease after opening up to their partner. You tell me something embarrassing that I don’t know about and I’ll do the same for you. How’s that sound?

Anon looked up at her. “Okay…? Um, well… let me see…” He let his head drop. “Remember when I was still living here?”

“Of course.”

“One time, when you and the girls went on one of your adventures, I tried on some of your socks because I always wondered how that whole thing worked since you didn’t even need socks from what I could tell. I managed to rip a pair so badly that I had to throw them away and hope you wouldn’t notice.

The alicorn chuckled. “Really? That was you?” she asked. “They were the pink and blue striped ones, right? I thought I had left them at a hotel in Yakyakistan!”

Her chuckle turned into a giggle-snorting fit. If Anon closed his eyes, he could almost imagine that it was normal Twilight laughing, and not some apple-crazed mare that had him slung over her shoulder like an overly large purse.

“That’s great,” she said, wiping a tear from her eye. “Whenever you went to work and Spike wasn’t home, I’d dump out your laundry basket and roll around in your clothes.”

Anon reeled back like she’d just kicked him in the fact. “What the fuck did you do?”

“What? You talked about a clothes related embarrassing story, I thought I’d tell one too.”

“I know, but I mean--.” Anon stopped, his face scrunching up. “In my laundry basket with all of my dirty clothes?”

Twilight walked up to her bedroom door, opening it and stepping inside. Fluttershy was right behind, and behind her was Starlight. “Uh-huh,” the alicorn said. “I did it as often as I could. I was too embarrassed to masturbate on the floor, but, more often than not, I’d do it later that night.”

She let out a giggle, pulling the human off her shoulder with no effort and setting him down onto the edge of her bed. Smiling, she climbed into his lap. “You know, if I was still a normal mare, I think I’d have had a heart attack telling you that,” she said. “But I’m not panicking, or worried, and I don’t have that stupid flip-flopping stomach whenever I think about what I want to do with you while you’re in the same room.”

As she wrapped her arms around his shoulders, Anon just looked at her. Multiple times, she attempted to say something, but just as the first syllable left his mouth he’d close it. He looked toward Starlight, scratching his chin. The unicorn, also smiling, just shrugged.

“I… I’m sorry, I’m still really kind of hung up about the dirty clothes thing. You used to roll around in my clothes? Like, my dirty underwear and stuff. Also, a book told you to tell me this wild shit?”

“We might not want to talk about exactly what I’ve done to your dirty underwear,” Twilight said, drumming her fingers on the back of his neck. “And yes; like I said, I read it in the Big Book of Interspecies Romances. Believe it or not, I’ve been trying to prepare for this day for a long time. Admittedly, I didn’t imagine myself as a vampire while telling you how I really felt, but I’m not going to look a gift parasprite in the mouth.”

She took a deep breath and leaned back, cupping his face and forcing him to look her in the eye. “Anonymous, from almost the moment I met you you’ve helped brighten my days. I feel happier when you’re around. I could just sit down and listen to you talk for hours about absolutely nothing. Just goofing around with you is the most fun I can have.”

“You mean so much to me. I care about my subjects, and I’d do anything for my friends, but you mean so much more to me. If you asked, I’d give up these wings. Heck, I might even give up on friendship; my friends, my lessons, everything I’ve learned I’d throw away without a second thought, though I know you’d never ask something so horrible. I really, genuinely love you with all my heart, and I can’t tell you how good it feels to finally tell you to your face.”

She darted forward, planting a kiss on his lips before he could fully process her words. She pulled back just as quickly, eyes wide.

“Oh. Oh, I like that.”

She kissed his cheek, then the tip of his nose, then his lips again. The alicorn became a blur as she used her supernatural speed to begin peppering him with kisses, slowly causing him to lean back. She almost forced his back against the bed when something shoved her off him.

“You’re not going to marehandle my Count, you winged harlot!” Fluttershy said, giving Twilight a dirty look. “That’s my job.”

Fluttershy turned toward him, all anger leaving her face as she pulled him back into a proper sitting position and plopped herself into his lap.. She cupped his face, leaning forward to plant a kiss on his lips. As she did so, Anon could feel her tail wagging from side to side. Unlike Twilight, she seemed perfectly content to keep this one kiss going, allowing the human to regain some of his barings, though this lasted only for a moment as Fluttershy was grabbed by her collar and lifted off him.

“Hey! I’m going first!” Twilight said.

“You’ll do no such thing,” Fluttershy snarled. “Now sit back and watch what a real mare can do to her stallion.”

“Real mare? You’re really going to say that?”

“Of course. Dummy.”

“Dummy?! At least I don’t use tail extensions!”

“I never used tail extensions and you know it, Twilight!”

The two were in each other’s faces, fangs bared and wings outstretched. Anon once again looked over at Starlight who, helpful as ever, simply shrugged. He made a face while carefully--oh so carefully--he reached up and placed hands on each mare’s shoulder.

“Ladies? Ladies, please.”

He attempted to pull them apart, but found that he’d probably have better luck pulling an old stump out of the ground with his bare hands. “There’s no need for anyone to fight. I can’t believe that I actually get to say this, but there’s enough of me to go around.”

Though they continued to glare at each other, Fluttershy and Twilight were no longer baring their fangs. “Why don’t we all sit down here on the bed? Honestly, before we start going at it, or do whatever we’re going to be doing here, I’d kinda like to unpack what Twilight said.”

It took some urging, but Anon eventually managed to get them to sit on either side of them. Starlight came over as well, though she sat an arm's length away, as if she were expecting a fight to break out at any moment. “Twilight, I know this might be a dumb question, and I can’t believe I’d even try to get my hopes up, but you’re not fooling around are you? You saying you’ve liked me for a while isn’t some vampire trick, is it?”

Starlight snorted. “Vampire trick?”

“Shut up.”

He looked back at Twilight. The mare smiled, reaching up with both hands to grab his hand. She placed it against the top of her chest.

“Anon, I’ve had feelings for you for years. Years,” she said, intertwining her fingers with his. “No joking, no lying, no fooling. I’ve liked you before I was a vampire, and an alicorn. I never told you because… well… I mean, I’ve tried, but the words never came out, no matter how much I wanted them to.”

She took a deep breath, leaning against him.

“Just because I want to turn everypony in Equestria into a vampire and worship the all-powerful Nightmare while eating all the apples in Applejack’s orchard doesn’t make that any less true. That’s the truth; cross my heart, hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye.”

Looking up, she expected--hoped really--to see him smiling down at her. Instead, Anon was looking straight ahead, brow furrowed.

“Cross my heart…Oh fucking shit, that’s right!”

He jumped up, startling all three mares. Whirling around, he pointed at Fluttershy, who let out a squeak.

“You broke a Pinkie promise!” he said. “You said you wouldn’t hurt Twilight and Starlight. I’d say biting them and turning them into vampires had some pain involved. Oh, I fucking got you, you yellow apple monster. Pinkie’s gonna do some wacky shit and fix all this. Ponk! Pinkie Pie! Get your big pink butt out here!”

In the corner of the room, a vase began to shake violently. The smell of sugar filled the air as, with a loud pop, a figure that, by all rational laws, wouldn’t have fit into something so small, flew out the top of the case and landed gracefully. It was Pinkie Pie, wearing a black and white striped ref’s uniform, with a black hat seated on top of her poofy mane.

Grinning, Anon shook a finger at Fluttershy, who looked terribly confused. “She broke a Pinkie Promise Pank. Fucking get her,” he said.

Pinkie let out a hum. Eyes narrowed, she walked over. Bending down, she carefully examined Fluttershy. She then looked over both Twilight and Starlight, humming as she scratched her chin. This went on for a minute or two, before the earth pony walked into the middle of the room.

Reaching into her cleavage, she retrieved a small pink whistle. Puffing her chest out, she blew on it, producing a trill, high-pitched noise.

“The Pinkie Promise has been reviewed; while the two were hurt, it wasn’t a meanie, bad sort of hurt, but a sexal, good kind,” she said, making various signaling movements with both hands. “No penalty. Run the clock back ten seconds. Third down and inches.”

“WHAT? WHAT DO YOU MEAN?!” Anon angrily demanded, stomping over toward her.

Pinkie blew her whistle yet again. “Sometimes with a Pinkie Promise you need to go by the spirit of the promise, not on the exact wording.”

“When exactly did that start happening? Was there a rule change I wasn’t told about?”

Reaching into her back pocket, Pinkie pulled out a yellow flag. Again, she blew her whistle, throwing the flag at his feet.

“Sass on the field. Ten yard penalty. First down.”

“What are you talking about?!”

“Offsides, everpony but the center.”

“If you’re gonna be weird and not help me go back in the goddamn pot,” he said, pointing at the vase.

“Aw, but I was just having fun, Nonners,” Pinkie said, dropping her whistle between her boobs.

“Nope. I need to make sure these three don’t destroy the world. If I can’t use your weird powers to help with that then I don’t have it in me to deal with them and you. Go on. Get.”

Pinkie pulled out a red flag. She blew a raspberry at him as she threw it. Turning on her heel, she made her way toward the vase.

“And tell someone what’s going on,” Anon said. “The mayor, or the other girls. Find Spike and get him to send a bunch of letters. I don’t freaking know…”

With a crisp salute, Pinkie leapt up into the air. She executed a perfect swan dive into the vase. The only thing that would have marked her for points was that her rump got stuck, but with some grunting and wiggling, she eventually disappeared back wherever pink party ponies go off to.

Anon, very clearly defeated, slowly sank down onto the bed between Fluttershy and Twilight. Fluttershy and Starlight were still staring at the vase, their minds slowly attempting to process just what had happened. Twilight, meanwhile, was giving him a dirty look as he stared at the floor, shoulders slumped.

“I try to share a tender, emotional moment, baring my true feelings with you and you go ahead and try calling Pinkie of all ponies on us?” she hissed.

Still keeping his eyes glued to the floor, Anon sighed. “I know, but it seemed like a good idea,” he mumbled. “I still don’t know if you guys are gonna destroy the world, and you know how I am with the whole emotional thing. I haven’t been going to Dr. Touchy-Feely as much as I probably need, and high stress situations can really bring out the worst in peop--”

“I am going to rip off your clothes,” Twilight interrupted, eyes narrowing down to slits. “I am going to rip off your clothes and ride you like an angry Hydra with all of its heads on fire, then I’m going to ride you some more. All sorts of positions too, and I’m going to dig my nails into your back like they do in all the romance novels. If, by the end of this, you can still move, or have any thoughts in that head of yours, I’ll have failed in what I set out to do, and the chance of me failing may as well be a negative number. I am talking about blowing your back out. Blowing. Your. Back. Out. Do you understand me, Anonymous?”

Anon just nodded. “Before we do that though, I’d like to do something, if that’s alright with you.”

Before Twilight could answer, he leaned over and gave her a quick kiss on the lips. All the irritation and anger left the alicorn’s face as he leaned back. Her eyes were wide, and a blush could be clearly seen forming on her cheeks.

“I, um… I never wanted to ruin our relationship,” Anon mumbled, rubbing his hands together. “You did so much for me, and still do so much. I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t be the sort of person I am, and the person I’m striving to be, without you in my life, so I never wanted to do anything to drive you away or make you uncomfortable. That being said, I always thought you were one of the most beautiful woman I’ve ever met, both inside and outside, and I--”

Anon wasn’t able to finish, as Twilight hopped into his lap. She fully extended her bat wings as she wrapped her arms around his neck. Pressing herself against him, she leaned forward, kissing him deeply. The human tensed at the speed of the mare, but quickly relaxed. He lifted his hands up, moving them toward her, but then pulling them back, not quite sure where and if to touch her. Twilight wouldn’t have any of that, the tip of her horn glowing. His hands were encased in her magical aura, and forced towards her hips.

Her body felt cool against him. Her mane tickled his neck and face. When he inhaled, there was just the lavender shampoo that she used. The other two mares in the room disappeared, as did the room itself. There was only himself, and Twilight Sparkle. No figured, no sounds, no passage of time; just both of them.

Then, this wonderful, novel state of being fell by the wayside as Twilight broke the kiss. She was breathing hard, giving him a look that probably should have made him uncomfortable.

“That… That I like,” she said with a fang-filled grin.

She drove forward again, this time with enough force that Anon couldn’t keep himself into a sitting position. He heard Fluttershy let out a squeak or protest before Twilight’s lips were planting kisses all over his face. She grabbed two handfuls of the back of his shirt. With terrifying ease, she gave a tug and his shirt ripped. With a few more tactical tugs, his shirt was in tatters. Tossing the bits of ruined cloth behind her, Twilight sat up to look down at him. She reached down, giving his bicep a squeeze, then gently pinching one of his nipples, giggling like a school filly as she did so.

“This is even better than how the book said it’d be!” she said happily.

Anon didn’t have a chance to comment on that, as pink flooded his vision. Fluttershy kissed him hard, her tongue forcing its way into his mouth. That was all well and good, until that snake-like tongue slipped down toward his throat, and it felt like she was trying to wrap it around his uvula. He gagged, and he very nearly bucked Twilight off of him.

To his surprise, Fluttershy quickly pulled back. “Sorry. I’m sorry,” she said, eyes wide. In that moment, she sounded, and even looked, like old Fluttershy. “I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

The human turned his head and coughed. He watched as Starlight got behind Twilight. The unicorn whispered something in her ear, pawing at her shirt. Twilight giggled, kissing her cheek even as she stared down at him. Anon looked up at Fluttershy, then smiled.

“I’m fine, Flutters,” he said. “Just be careful with that tongue please. Any farther down and you’d have known what I had for dinner.”

“Okay,” the mare nervously replied, leaning back down. “Is this better?” She gave him a peck on the lips, just like Twilight had done. He returned it, feeling the princess on top of him begin to grind herself against him.

Fluttershy touched his cheek. She leaned back, taking a deep breath before kissing him again, just a little deeper and longer than the last time. She did this a few more times, growing more confident each time she’d break this kiss. Soon, her tongue was teasing his lips, then slipping into his mouth to explore. It was pretty clear that despite the ridiculously large tongue, the pegasus really didn’t know what she was doing, but her eagerness more than made up for it.

“It is… sweet, Twilight’s feelings for you, my Count, but let us not forget who you belong to,” she whispered hotly in his ear. “Those two might be yours, but you are mine. Do you understand? Mine.”

Starlight already had Twilight’s shirt and bra off, and she had somehow managed to get the alicorn’s pants off as well, leaving her in just her panties. She had a hand down those panties, with two fingers pumping in and out of the princess, which Twilight seemed to very much appreciate.

“Hey Fluttershy, why don’t you let Anon up so he can get that shirt of yours off,” she said over Twilight’s groaning.

Fluttershy’s ears perked up. She whispered a question to Anon, which both Twilight and Starlight could easily hear with their super hearing, before sitting up. The unicorn watched as he blinked, squinting as he looked up at them. Starlight gave him a wink, gesturing him upward with a curled finger.

Anon’s eyes widened, seeing the alicorn’s bare breasts. Using Twilight’s hips as leverage, he sat up so quickly that he pushed Starlight’s fingers deeper into the alicorn, which she seemed to really appreciate. He buried his face between her mammaries, moving his head slowly from side to side.

Twilight kissed the top of his head, wrapping an arm around him. Anon planted a smooch on her sternum, then at the base of her throat. The alicorn giggled as he kissed her chin. She tilted her head downward to plant one right on his forehead.

Fluttershy watched as the two just kissed and touched one another. She crossed her arms, drumming her fingers against her shoulder impatiently. Then, out of the blue, Anon leaned over and kissed her cheek.

“Stop being so damn grump and get that shirt off,” he said. “You should be having fun too; no need to wait your turn.”

Starlight pulled her fingers out of Twilight. She popped them into her own mouth, licking them clean as Twilight let out a breathless moan.

“Actually, you don’t need to take anything off, Fluttershy,” she said, walking around the bed.

She sat next to the pegasus, reaching down to give her butt a squeeze. Fluttershy jumped at the unexpected contact. She turned to face the unicorn, only to find herself being kissed.

“Hmp--!”

Not breaking the kiss, Starlight reached up and tore Fluttershy’s shirt in half, causing the other mare to let out a squeak. She looked down, and to her delight, she realized that Flutters hadn’t worn a bra. She could see some of the finest tits in Ponyville laid completely bare.

She’d have been lying if she said they weren’t as amazing as she’d thought they'd be.

Huge, round, somehow perky despite the size. Even her nipples were hard and waiting to be sucked. And oh, she’d suck on them all around; that and a whole lot more if she could get away with it.

“Oh, by the moon, I’m going to eat you up,” she growled.

Starlight was about to push the flustered vampire pegasus onto the bed, when a purple blur crashed into her. She could only let out a yelp as Twilight grabbed her and rolled her to the center of the bed, pinning her down while she nippled and kissed and ripped the unicorn’s clothes to pieces.

“Twilight! Not the shirt! I just got it and--Hmmm~...”

Fluttershy watched as the two wrestled each other, giggling all the while. While her vampirism numbed her to things that would have sent the normal Fluttershy into cardiac arrest, she found herself rather flustered. She had never been kissed by another mare before, and it was taking some time to process it.

A weight settled next to her. She looked over to see Anon, shirtless and his pants looking as if Twilight had just pulled handfuls of fabric off his legs.

“You okay? I know Starlight can get a little… intense,” he said.

“I… I am fine, my love,” Fluttershy said.

“Well, if you’re not just let me or her know. Vampire or not, I’m sure the second you say something she’ll back off,” Anon said, wrapping an arm around her. “If not, I’ll do my best to get her off you.”

Fluttershy leaned into him, watching as Starlight pulled a giggling, squealing Twilight’s panties off. She reached down, placing a hand on his groin. Anon twitched as she gave his cock a sudden squeeze.

“You needn’t worry about me. While I would have preferred having you to myself for our first true tryst, I will be content with going first. If… that’s alright with you.”

She didn’t allow the human to answer, grabbing his shoulder and hauling herself into his lap. She popped the button of his pants off with a flick of a finger.

“Easy on the pants please. The buttons an easy fix, but these are custom, and Rarity literary had to invent denim for me to have these--”

Lips crashed against his, a long tongue slipping into his mouth. Fluttershy reached into his pants, fishing out his dick. Anon’s hands went to her rump as the pegasus flared her wings. As he squeezed and groped her bottom, the mare let out a coo.

There was a loud tear as she attempted to force her other hand into his pants. Anon, fearing for his jeans and just what Rarity would do if she found them destroyed, picked the mare up and swung her around onto the bed. Fluttershy laughed into his mouth. She deepened their kiss, holding onto his face with both hands.

The next few minutes were a blur after that. They touched, squeezed, and kissed each other. Some words were murmured, and there was a lot of breathless giggling. He remembered Starlight and Twilight joining in with eager hands and long tongues, then pulling him away for a bit of fun, only for the pegasus to greedily pull him back to an unoccupied section of the bed When Anon came back to himself, he found that he was naked, as was Fluttershy.

He was on top of the mare, licking and biting her neck, his cock pressed against her folds. Fluttershy had her legs wrapped around him, attempting to push him forward.

“Yes,” she hissed, rubbing her cheek against the top of his head, her belly heaving. “Oh, by the stars, make me your mare!”

Anon took a deep breath, driving his hips forward. There was some resistance; a few false starts as his cock slipped upward just shy of penetration. Fluttershy let out a whine, reaching to grab him by the base. This time, as he attempted to push into her, she was there to guide him in. Her lips parted, he felt her tense underneath him, then he felt his head engulfed in warmth and heat.

“Oh… ohmygosh!”

Fluttershy grabbed a fistful of his hair, groaning as he forced inch after inch into her. Anon let out his own groan, pressing his face into her collarbone. Fluttershy was squeezing around him so tightly that halfway in her he had to stop and catch his breath. He could feel the mare’s fingernail dig into his back, her legs squeezing around his waist, attempting to force him to hilt her all the way.

He shut his eyes, gripping two handfuls of bedsheets on either side of Fluttershy as he once again slowly pushed forward. A part of him wanted to slam his hips forward and just screw the mare silly. No need to hold back or enjoy it; just keep thrusting until his balls were empty and the pegasus was stuffed like a turkey. Thankfully though, he managed to fight off the urge.

This wasn’t some cheap screw, or just messing around with Starlight. This was Fluttershy: ex-model, animal lover, Element of Kindness, and one of the prettiest mares currently living. Anon had never seen an expensive bottle of wine before, much less opened and enjoyed one, but he had been told it was best to slow down and enjoy oneself when such a thing was done. So, he was going to enjoy and savor this, even if it killed him.

Which it probably would, with his luck.

He paused when he felt his hips tap against warm, firm flesh. Cracking open an eye, he looked down. Sure enough, there wasn’t an inch of his length exposed. Fluttershy had taken him down to the root, though, from the way the mare was squirming and panting, it had been a near thing.

“I… oh my goodness,” she whispered, half-lidded, unfocused eyes staring up at the ceiling. “That feels… oh my gosh...”

“I’m not hurting you, am I?”

Fluttershy shook her head so hard in the negative that her mane whipped across his face. Even so, Anon didn’t move, allowing the mare to get used to him. Slowly, he felt her vice-like grip around his length loosen somewhat, as well as her breathing become less sporadic.

“I’m gonna start moving again, alright?”

He tried to pull back, only to find out that he couldn’t. In fact, the mare’s legs were squeezing his waist so tightly that he was surprised his lower body wasn’t falling asleep.

“Flutters, I can’t fuck you if you don’t ease up,” he said, patting her thigh.

“You can’t pull out,” the mare replied.

“I’m not gonna pull out. I just--”

“You can’t pull out. You’re not allowed. I want it all in me.”

“I--”

“All of it.”

Fluttershy stared down at him as if she were trying to stare right through him. The dangerous, mighty aura of a predator returned to her person, and her blood red eyes seemed to shine just that little bit brighter. All thoughts left Anon’s mind for an instant as he looked up at her. Words could not and would not come, so he just nodded his head in agreement.

The scowl left the mare’s face, and her eyes softened. She smiled, revealing her fangs.

“Thank you.”

Starlight and Twilight, watching as the human began to thrust into the mare, looked at each other.

“Soo… This might be a bad time, but do you maybe think it’d be a good idea to try you know what?…”

Twilight raised an eyebrow. She looked down at Fluttershy, listening intently to her grunts and squeaks as Anon fucked her. She didn’t know if it was her vampirism, or the fact that she was watching one of her best friends getting rutted by a stallion she had been in love with for years, but the sight made her heart thunder in her chest.

She understood what Starlight was referring to. It was a spell the two had been working on for a while; something she herself had been tinkering with not long after Anon had left the tree house.

“Yes.”

“Me and Fluttershy too? I know you worked on the spell so you could… you know…”

Twilight grinned. “If you’re not interested then you don’t need to cast it on yourself. You chicken.”

Starlight puffed her cheeks out, a look of indignation sweeping across her face. “Chicken? I’ll show you a gosh darn chicken, you purple dork. Come on. Let’s do it.”

A bead of sweat ran down Anon’s face as he felt Fluttershy tense and twitch underneath him. He was trying his best to hold on, but it already wasn’t looking good. Fluttershy wasn’t as blazing hot as most mares he had been with were--probable because she was a vampire--but boy was she tight. Each thrust was a fight to hilt and a fight to pull back, with each inch shaving seconds of his stamina.

Usually, he’d try to think of something else if he found himself in a situation like this, but that was next to impossible. He could feel Fluttershy’s big tits press against his own chest. With each breath, he took in her scent mingled with the smell of sex. The usually quiet mare was also proving to be anything other than quiet. She was loud, her eyes unfocused and drool dribbling down her chin as she held onto him, and that was going just as much for him as the penetration.

He shut his eyes and gritted his teeth, attempting to keep his thrusting at an even pace, not feeling the magic crackle in the air. From tip to root he drove forward as quickly as he dared. A shiver ran up his slowly curling back. Within a dozen or so thrusts, his form broke down, and he was panting hard. He could feel himself throbbing, balls tightening.

The finish line looked as if it were rushing toward him at full sprint, with no way to stop himself. He would have felt a little embarrassed, if it didn’t feel so good. Instead, he thrust forward with a growl, going as deep as he could, holding onto Fluttershy as tightly as he could and just letting go.

Mid-moan, Fluttershy froze as she felt Anon begin to unload into her. Just as that happened, the air in the room became supercharged. A spell was cast, one so powerful that it made the windows in the room shake. The pressure changed dramatically, and the ears of everyone in the room popped. Anon, still cumming, didn’t notice that something had happened, nor did he feel any effect from the spell. The same couldn’t be said for Fluttershy.

A tingling sensation began in the bottom of her hooves. It crept upward until reaching her knees, then the feeling seemed to race up to the tips of her eyes in the blink of an eye. It took her breath away, and had her attempting to flap her wings. Not long after, that tingling became heat. All encompassing, in the edge of uncomfortable heat; and with that heat came a desire more pronounced than any she could remember.

With one last half-hearted thrust, Anon laid on top of Fluttershy, trying to catch his breath. The mare felt as tense as a board underneath him. Even in a post-orgasmic haze, regret stabbed at his belly. All that build up, and he had lasted about as long as some feral horse back home. He had a supermodel in his bed like every man wanted when he was a little kid, and he went and fucked it up. As a sexual degenerate, he felt nothing but shame, and he was positive that he wouldn’t hear the end of it from Starlight.

As shameful as it all was, he was sure he could make it right. It would take a little bit, but he’d be ready for another go. With the giddiness out of the way, he was sure he’d be able to put the pegasus through her paces. Starlight would probably happily entertain her while he collected himself.

Wiping the sweat from his face, he looked up so that he could grunt out an apology, only to stop at an odd sight. In the darkness of the room, he could see bright, blinking lights. The lights were coming from Twilight and Starlight; specifically, their cutiemarks.

He could see the marks on both sides of their hips erupt into light for a few moments before going dark in a synchronized pattern. Each time that the room was lit up by this magical light, he could see both mares clearly. Their entire coats were tinted red, and both were fidgeting. Twilight’s wings were half-raised, Starlight’s nipples were so hard it looked like they could have poked an eye out. The most disconcerting thing however, was their faces. He could see nothing less than animalistic, primal desire as they looked at him, their tongue hanging out of their panting, drooling mouths.

“...Huh.”

There was another set of blinking lights right underneath him. Looking down, he saw Fluttershy’s cutiemarks were blinking as well. A pair of hands grabbed his face, and he was forced to look at the pegasus. With some concern, he saw that Fluttershy’s iris’ had turned heart-shaped.

“I… I…” she shimmered, reaching up to grab his shoulders. “Oh my Celestia, I need your babies!”

“Huh… you said Celestia instead of--ohgod.”

Fluttershy grabbed him, flipping him over with his dick still inside of her. With a pair of matching hisses, Starlight and Twilight leapt toward him as well.

~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_

“Your highness. I must insist that you stay back. Allow myself and the guard to--”

“Stay your spear, Sergeant. We shall go in.”

“But--”

“That is an order, my little pony.”

“I… Yes ma’am.”

Around Twilight Sparkle’s castle were one hundred of Equestria’s finest. One hundred golden clad stallions faced the castle with their spears at the ready, as if they were expecting an army of demons to explode through the windows. For all they knew, that could very well happen.

Along with these hundred guardsponies, were Princess Celestia and Luna. Both were clad in ornate and resplendent armor. Neither carried weapons, but all attendance understood that both mares did not need them. Even though their armor could have fit better--especially in Celestia’s case, as the mare had packed on a few pounds since she had last worn it--both alicorns were fearsome indeed.

The guards had thoroughly scanned the castle. To the relief of the company, there were four pony-sized lifeforms in size. It might have taken them some time to prepare themselves, but it seemed as if they had made it in time.

Celestia looked at Luna, who nodded.

“Ensure that none but us leave this castle, Sergeant,” Luna said. “Be wary, for if they are infected with magic created by my darker self they will be dangerous indeed.”

The Sergeant saluted, taking a step back.

“I shall take the lead, sister,” Luna said. “Stay behind me with your magic ready. We might need it.”

“Just like in our old adventuring days then, eh?” Celestia replied with a small smile.

“Aye, though this armor fit far better then, and I would much rather face some demon or lynch than your old student and her friends. But forget about that for a moment, let us see if we can fix my mistake.”

“Luna, this isn’t your mistake.”

“It is. It is my darker self that made such a vile infection, though, by the end of this, my mistake shall be corrected. Now come. Come. Let us save those girls.”

Without another word, both alicorns made for the door. Trying the door, they saw that it was unlocked. Celestia cast a flurry of spells, checking if there were traps, magical or otherwise. Sensing none, and sensing that nopony was waiting for them on the other side, she motioned Luna to open the door.

The inside of the castle was dark, silent, and still. Luna slowly crept stepped in, her glowing blue eyes scanning the hallway. While this darkness would have been impossible for most to see in without a light, she could see as if it were midday. Celestia was right behind her, making sure to close the front door before they both began making their way down the hall.

“It’s quiet. Far too quiet--”

“Shush! Do you hear that?”

Both alicorns tensed. Luna stepped in front of her sister, intently scanning the darkness. She could hear something coming from just around the corner. It wasn’t hoofsteps; it sounded duller, almost fleshy. She brought her fists up, adopting a fighting stance as her sister threw a ball of light down the hall.

“Show yourself!” Celestia commanded, arcane energy flowing all around her as she spread her arms.

There was no reply, but a few moments later they saw someone walk around the corner. It was Anonymous the human. He was naked as a jaybird, covered in bite marks and bruised. He swayed as he walked, a hallowed, clouded look in his eye. The bite marks littering his body were oozing blood, and he appeared sticky. One of his legs also appeared to be dislocated, as were a number of his ribs. As he grew closer, the scent of blood, sweat, and sex hit Celestia and Luna like a ton of bricks.

The human didn’t seem to notice the ball of light as she shambled by it, zombie-like.

“Anonymous?” Luna said.

The human stopped. He looked up at the mares; the act itself nearly caused him to fall over. “Oh, you finally managed to get here,” he said with a smile. “I, uh, I managed to keep the girls in the castle. They’re in Twilight’s bedroom right now sleeping, so if you wanna do what you need to do I think you'll be okay.”

Caution fought with concern as Celestia took a step toward him. “Anonymous, are you alright dear?”

Anon looked down at the floor for nearly a minute, no change of expression to even signal that he had heard what she had said. He then looked up and shook his head.

“No. No, not even a little bit,” he said.

With that, whatever was keeping the human on his feet left him. He went limp, and if not for Luna catching him with her magic he would have smashed his face onto the crystal floor.

Celestia and Luna once again looked at each other. Much of the tension that had been built up evaporated, and it looked as if Luna was currently trying her hardest not to laugh.

A frown worked its way on Celestia’s face. “Luna, please go make sure that poor colt is alive. I’ll see if the girls are where he said they are.”

“Not the return to adventuring that you were expecting, eh sister?”

“Hush.”

End

“PREGNANT?! YOU’RE PREGNANT?!”

Ponyville General was usually a relatively calm place. Other than the aftermath of the occasional monster attack, the doctors and nurses of the horsepital would usually see a cold here or a minor injury there, but not much else. Some days, they might not even have a patient. Today however, as had been the case for the last few days, one room in particular was very lively.

“Trixie leaves for a few weeks and you get knocked up? Have you all no shame?”

Trixie, or the Great and Powerful Trixie as she preferred to be called, paced the room, her cape fluttering behind her with each step she took. While the unicorn was usually bombastic, she seemed to be going the extra mile to convey just how outraged she was, much to the displeasure of the nursing staff. Nurse Redheart would have gladly picked up the noisy mare by her tail and thrown her out the sliding front doors herself if not for Twilight.

Starlight, who was sitting at a chair by the door, was pinching the bridge of her nose. “Trixie, this is the third day in a row. Could you please dial it back before you get us all in even more trouble?”

“Dial it back. Dial it back. Trixie has dialed it back. In fact, Trixie is the most dialed back anypony has ever been, especially when she comes back to see her marefriend is knocked up!”

“I’m just a little knocked up. It’s not that big of a deal.”

“How in the holy horseshoes does one get just a little knocked up, Starlight?”

“Like how we all did. Just a little bit.”

“That makes absolutely no sense!”

“Will you please stop yelling?”

“Whydon’tyoustopyelling?!”

Toward the back of the room, lying in bed, trying to block out the argument that was happening just a few feet from him, was Anon. The human had come into the horsepital in a pretty bad state, but thanks to medical professionals and modern medicine, he currently found himself in just a sort of not very good state. He was hooked up to all sorts of IVs and monitors, and would be hooked up to such devices for the next week or so; more if the doctors thought that it was needed.

Lying in the bed with him, mindful of all the tubes and cords, was Twilight. Normally, the staff would have discouraged anypony from lying in bed with a hurt patient, but none had been able to work up the courage to tell the princess off, which suited Twilight just fine. None of the girls had left Anon’s side for long since Princess Luna had slung him over her shoulder and carried him here, but Twilight was particularly protective. She hadn’t quite gotten to the point of keeping the nurses from examining him, but once or twice Starlight had to place a hand on her if Anon made a noise of discomfort while he was being worked on.

On the other side of the bed, with a wing laid over the two, was Fluttershy. She was staring at Trixie with a scrunched up nose. While she was back to her old self again, and therefore very much against direct confrontation, she looked like she wanted to tell the magician off.

“--And another thing! Trixie is sure Anonymous knew of Trixie’s plan to seduce him so she could use his house to store her wagon and fireworks! The randy colt knew it, and realized he could not resist Trixie’s beauty, so the coward allowed himself to knock you up, so he could hide behind a group of mares. Do you hear Trixie, Anon? You are a coward! A coward!.”

His eyes closed, Anon sighed. “I’m going to kill her,” he mumbled. “I’m gonna get up on my broken pelvis and busted knees, walk over there, and kill her.”

“Do you want us to tell her to leave, hon?” Twilight asked.

“Oh, you won’t need to do that after I kill her.”

He heard Fluttershy quietly giggle. Reaching up, he touched her belly. It was too early for her to show, but in a month or three she would; they all would. The spell that Twilight and Starlight had cast was a fertility spell so potent that Starlight had insisted that the mares could have been knocked up by rocks. It had been a pet project of Twilight’s, something she had been working on and off ever since he had left the treebrary. The girls had planned on using it if he had ever been interested in starting a family, but their vampire selves had pushed that particular plan up by years.

When they discovered that they all were pregnant, the four of them had sat down and had a serious discussion. There were some awkward moments, some tears, Anon had even gotten Twilight to bring his old green mask back to the horsepital so he didn’t have a heart attack, but in the end he found himself with three girlfriends, all of which seemed pleased to be referred to as such. When the kids were born, and if they were willing, they might be a whole lot more than that.

News about their relationship somehow swept through town. Even bound in a horsepital bed as he was, he had heard the outrage among the male populace on him snagging a supermodel and a princess in one fell swoop. When he did eventually get out of here there were a few local stallions that might wish words for him.

Anon smiled at the thought, and for a moment he didn’t hear Trixie and Starlight arguing.

All future plans that he had were obliterated. He was going to have three mouths to feed. Twilight had her castle, but he didn’t know if such a place was good to raise foals, meaning that he’d need to start looking for a new house. Starlight wouldn’t be picky, but he had a feeling that Fluttershy would want somewhere near the Whitetail Woods.

It was going to be a lot of work. A whole mess of overtime seemed to be in his future, along with grumpy, hormonal mares. Sleep would probably be a long forgotten dream. Who knows what kind of monster children he’d have; hopefully they were more like their mothers than him. Maybe when the kids were little and they hadn’t destroyed the planet or tore any holes in reality that he’d really lean into being a dad. He’d maybe grow a crappy beard, start telling really bad jokes, and get really into yard work. Heck, he might even be a Coltscout leader if he had any boys.

It was all pretty scary, but, weirdly enough, he found himself looking forward to all of it.

“Anon? ANON! Stop ignoring The Wounded and Upset Trixie right this instant!”

Anon’s smile disappeared as he cracked open an eye. Trixie was standing at the foot of his too small bed, her hands clenched into fists. He closed his eye once, more summoning what inner strength he could.

“Yes, Trixie?” he said.

“You’ve put Trixie through a greal deal with your nonsense, Anonymous. Trixie demands that you make amends by knocking her up along with the other three! You also have to let me keep my fireworks in your basement. The wagon is fine being parked near the castle, but I would prefer it being in your backyard, as the mayor won’t yell at Trixie if it’s there.”

“You want me to knock you up?”

“Yes! It’s only fair since you knocked up Starlight,” Trixie said with a huff. “You should be honored that Trixie wishes to bestow such an honor upon you. Never would you find a better mother, or marefriend than the perfection before you.”

With a hand, Anon motioned Trixie toward him. Ignoring Twilight’s dirty look, Trixie made her way to the side of the bed. Anon reached a hand out. She took it with both of her hands, looking at him expectantly.

“Trixie Lulamoon, I’m going to be completely honest.”

“The Patient and Lovely Trixie adores honesty.”

“Awesome. Trixie, I think I’d rather get my pelvis broken and my ribs all busted again than knock you up.”

He opened his eyes and flashed the now outraged mare a kind smile.

“You are the biggest, bluest pain in the ass I think I ever met, and when I can walk around again the first thing I’m gonna do is steal the wheels on your wagon. I’m stealing every one of those bastards, and the spare too, and I’m gonna hide them in your wagon cause I know you’re gonna be too upset to even look in there, you beautiful, big-titted weirdo. God, you are just… awful.”

The commotion that Trixie made got not only her, but everyone in the room but Anon kicked out of the horsepital. That night, the human had his best sleep in years, dreaming of beautiful mares with babies in their arms.

Eleven

Days strung along, meshing into nothing more than tedious testing and recording. Machines of all shapes and sizes were attached to Fluttershy. Spells of all sorts were also used on the pegasus. If she hadn’t refused to eat anything other than apples, Twilight and Starlight would have no doubt made her eat all sorts of things as well.

Progress was so slow as to seem nonexistent. Whenever it seemed as if they might make a breakthrough, with some spell or old tomb sent from Canterlot, it would fall through. Spells that seemed to have an effect one day would be useless the next. Books that looked like they would have the proper information would become nonsensical or would be damaged just as they were about to spill their secrets. Even the machines, some of the most advanced pieces of machinery in the Equestrian medical field, had issues where the same test done ten times in a row in the same conditions would have ten different results.

Some sort of tampering was expected on Fluttershy’s part, but no matter how hard they tried they couldn’t catch her doing anything. Having ten scry spells in and around her room showed her cuddled up with Anon and nothing more every night.

It was clear to see that the constant stream of failures were getting to both Twilight and Starlight. Both mares were losing what little sleep they had been getting before. They rarely left the library, and had recently stopped taking their meals in the kitchen. It was hard to even get them to eat whatever Anon tried to make them, both just preferring to munch on an apple. There was something… else off about them. Maybe it was the long days and sleepless nights, but he swore both of them were acting funny.

They were little things. The way Starlight spoke and then trailed off for no reason. Twilight’s ears twitching as if she were listening to someone even though no one was speaking. Once or twice--though he might have just imagined it--he swore he saw Twilight move like a puppet on strings.

While he was tired, and most days it felt like his brain was going to ooze out of his head, warning blairs were going off in his head. He had all but forced Starlight to strip so he could look her over for bite marks. For Twilight, he had “accidently” dumped some rice in front of her. He had also gotten both mares to eat some soup that just so happened to have been stuffed with garlic.

There were no bite marks that he could find, no matter how hard he looked. The rice stunt had gotten him yelled at by an exhausted alicorn. Twilight and Starlight took one bite of his soup and then pushed their plates away, which had been disconcerting until he had tried the soup himself and found it utterly inedible. When his attempt to check their teeth had almost gotten him punched, he gave up on checking to see if Fluttershy had gotten to them. Most likely, his mind was just playing tricks, and both mares were totally fine.

Still, in the back of his mind, he had a nagging feeling that something was wrong. At this point, he could only hope that wasn’t the case and they’d see the light at the end of the tunnel in the best few days.

It was evening on another day of endless research and testing. Starlight was calibrating a machine and Twilight was reading through some ancient home. Anon was at a table, feet propped up. Books were on either side of him, stacked so high that they rose a foot over his head. The desk was covered in papers, writing utensils, pots of ink and glue. There was a book in the human’s hands that he had been staring at since midnight the day before. For the past ten minus, he had been attempting to read the same paragraph, only to immediately forget and read again.

“Anon?”

Anon nearly fell out of his chair. Looking up, he saw Twilight staring at him. The alicorn had a far-off, dreamy look in her eyes, as if she weren’t quite here with him but somewhere else.

“What’s up, Twi?” he said, pulling his feet off the table and sitting correctly.

“If you’re up for it, could you go to the market?” she asked. “We need to stock up on apples.”

Anon frowned. Applejack, knowing what was going on along with the rest of the town, came once a week to drop off a few bins of apples. It wasn’t just apples either; everything from laundry detergent to food to paper was left on their doorstep, usually brought by Spike or one of the other girls.

“Leave the castle? What are you talking about, Twi?” he said.

“I think it would do you some good to get out for a little while,” the alicorn replied.

“I could argue the same for you and Starlight. If we need apples why don’t you just teleport a note to her like you usually do?”

“I don’t want to be more of a bother than I already am. Her and the whole town are doing so much for us, and I feel like we’re taking advantage.”

“That’s--”

“I would go, or at least send Starlight, but she can’t step away from the Hydro-Decalcifier for at least the next few hours, and I should stay close in case she needs any help.”

Twilight walked over, placing a hand on his shoulder.

“I also think one of us stepping away from our work for a little while will do us some good. Maybe allow us to see something we haven’t seen before?”

“What about if something happens with Fluttershy? I don’t want to leave you two alon--”

“We’ll be fine,” Twilight assured with a small smile. “You just need to run to the market. I doubt she’ll get into any mischief if you’re gone for an hour or two.”

She nudged him when he hesitated.

“There’s a bag of bits by the door. Starlight and I can hold the fort down. Trust me.”

It had been so long since the human had stepped outside of this castle. Sure, it was a big place, and the mares were a joy to be around, but being locked up for weeks made one urn for the outside. Anon, as much as he wanted to stay and make sure everything was alright, couldn’t resist the offer. Going outside, speaking with ponies other than Twilight and Starlight, seeing his buddies and having a quick chat; it all sounded really lovely.

He looked at the books all around him, realizing that if he didn’t get some fresh air soon he was going to possibly lose his mind and start smashing his head against the walls. The thought sunk into his stomach like a rock, causing him to sit back in his chair.

Fluttershy had been as quiet as a church mouse for these past few weeks. Surely it wouldn’t hurt anything if he was gone for a little bit, right?

“I… are you sure you both will be okay?” he asked.

“Of course,” Twilight said with a nod. “It’s that right, Starlight?”

Starlight, focused on her machine, said nothing, simply giving them a thumbs up.

When Anon still didn’t get up Twilight pulled him to his feet. She pushed him out of the library and toward the front door. He made a half-hearted attempt at resistance, trying to get back toward the library, but the alicorn wasn’t having any of it.

“Alright, alright. I’m going. I’m going. Just let me get my shoes on.”

“Come on. If you keep lollygagging the shops might close before you get to the market. You know Applejack likes to get home before sundown.”

“If you were so worried about that, why wait until now to kick me out?”

“Hush. Now grab those bits. There’s a good human.”

Twilight opened the door. As she did so, a ray of evening sunlight poured into the hall. It washed over the mare, making her let out a startled yelp. Though she still held the door open, she quickly ducked behind the door as Anon let out a laugh.

“You need to get out in the sun too, Sporkle,” he said, excitement building as he looked outside. “Being locked up in here is gonna turn you and Starlight into a pair of goblins.”

Twilight gave him a dirty look before chuckling. “You know what? I think you might be right. Starlight and myself could use a bit of social interaction. Maybe the two of us could go see the girls sometime tomorrow?”

“If you’re making me leave you both definitely need to get out too,” Anon said, stepping outside.

He took a deep breath, taking in the evening air. A gust of light wind hit his midsection. He could feel the warmth of the sun over the top of his head and face. As he stood there, a feeling he couldn’t quite place welled up in his chest, making him smile.

The urge to get away from the castle as quickly as his legs could take him came, but he brushed it aside, looking back through the doorway.

“Do you need anything else while I’m out?”

“Nope, just the apples,” Twilight replied, still hiding behind the door.

“And you’re sure you and Starlight will be okay?”

“Sure as sugar. Remember; if you don’t hurry Applejack won’t be in the market. We need as many apples as she has left. Okay?”

Before Anon could reply, Twilight closed the door. The human stared at it and, for a second, almost turned to go back inside. However, the siren’s call that was the outside world was far too strong. So, with hefting his bag of bits and whistling a tune, Anon made his way toward the main street.

“I wonder how the fellas are doing…”

~_~_~_~_~_~_

The front door of the castle closed with a click. Twilight stood in front of it, arms at her sides, wings tucked in tightly against her body. She leaned forward slightly, eyes becoming unfocused and her face losing all expression. A minute ticked by, then another, without the mare moving so much as an inch. She just stared straight ahead, not blinking, barely breathing; more of a puppet than a pony. Then, without warning, she spun around on a hoof and began walking down the hall.

Her steps were jerky and stiff, as if some part of her were resisting the act of motion. She made her way through the castle, not turning her head, not looking around the hall, just looking ahead in some sort of trance. She navigated the twists and turns, eventually finding herself in front of Fluttershy’s chambers.

The magical rune on the door flickered before her unfocused eyes. What had once been one of the most powerful, enduring spells maintained in modern times had become nothing more than an illusion, and a poor one at that. Had a novice spellcaster looked at it, they would have been able to tell that it was a sham. Unfortunately, as poor as it was, the illusion was good enough to trick any suspecting humans.

Twilight reached up and grabbed the door knob and gave it a twist. The illusion flickered off as the door swung open. Starlight was already there, still in her lab coat, seated at the hoof of Fluttershy, who was seated at the edge of her bed with a small smile.

“Come in,” the pegasus said, eyes glowing in the dying sunlight as she beckoned her with a finger. “Close the door behind you.”

Without saying a word, Twilight did as she was biddened. Fluttershy leaned back in the bed, watching as the alicorn made her way over and sat down to her left facing Starlight. She examined them both before clicking her tongue.

“I would have you both reveal your true selves,” she said. “These… weak forms unbecome you.”

As one, Starlight and Twilight’s horns glowed. The illusion magic cloaking both of them disappeared. In their wake was a unicorn with a set of furry, long ears, blood red eyes that held an unending hunger, and long, sharp fangs. Twilight was much the same, though, like Fluttershy, her wings had transformed into the wings of a great bat.

Starlight had been fully transformed in just a few days, breaking the trance Fluttershy had ensnared her with when she became a full vampony. Twilight, on the other hand, had been much more resistant to her bite. Though she was a weakling compared to the Nightmare, she was still a goddess in her own right. It had taken weeks of both Starlight and Fluttershy keeping the mare under trance along with nightly bitings, but their work had finally paid off. Even fully turned, Twilight had some… quirks, but Fluttershy was still confident that she’d play her part in what needed to be done.

As amusing as all of this had been, Fluttershy was tired of playing prisoner. It was time to leave this place. It was time to go out, expand, conquer, and send the tyrant sun crashing into the never ending darkness.

The pegasus grinned. “When the sun hides we shall strike out,” she said. “We shall bring the other elements here and turn them to our cause. After them, the entire town. After that, all of Equestria and beyond.”

Her words were greeted with equally toothy grins.

~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~

By the time Anon managed to get to the market, most of the shops and carts were locking up for the evening. Applejack had been getting Big Mac strapped into her cart’s harness so the big guy could walk it back to the farm when he ran over. Both Apples seemed surprised that he was out and about. After a quick explanation, the human walked away with a big bag of Apples free of charge. Applejack insisted that they would have thrown them out anyway, and Anon wasn’t one to turn away charity.

The orange mare had pulled him into a hug--nearly breaking his back--before giving him a wink and going on her way. Big Mac, thankfully, wasn’t so handsy, just giving him a nod before following his little sister.

Anon milled around the market, talking to ponies, all of whom were just as surprised that he was walking outside as the Apples. He was forced to spend the next hour answering a barrage of questions thrown at him by curious ponies.

Yes, they were still working to fix Fluttershy. No, she hadn’t turned into a giant mouth filled with fangs longer than swords. No, they weren’t stealing blood from the local horsepital to feed her. No, a big song and dance number probably wouldn’t solve the issue. Twilight had already considered it, and thought it would be a terrible idea.

What would have been annoying weeks ago was an absolute joy as he answered each question. More and more, he was understanding just how much isolating himself like he had poorly affected him. Tomorrow morning, he was going to kick Starlight and Twilight out of the house. They definitely needed it.

Even as nosey as ponies were, eventually the crowd went their separate ways. Anon was given some words of encouragement, a hug or two, and some treats and sweets and shoved into his arms. Laden with all sorts of goodies, he was about to make his way back to the castle, when he saw a certain dragon waddling by.

Spike looked exhausted; with a sort of hollow, empty look that one got after watching the Crusaders for more than a few hours. The little guy perked up after seeing him. He ran over, and, after the dragon launched himself at the human and wrapped his claws and legs around his thigh in a tight embrace, the two found themselves at Sugarcube Corner sharing a sundae not long after.

Spike, in fact, had been watching the Crusaders ever since Applejack had invited him to the farm. From sunup to sunset, it had been his job making sure the girls didn’t burn a barn down, a task which the dragon really wasn’t thrilled about, and they spent their first twenty minutes together bitterly complaining about it. Being an overachiever, and certified number one assistant, he also found time out of his busy schedule of filly-wrangling to help put Sweet Apple Acres finances in order. Apparently, none of the Apples were all that big on numbers, and if they sent in the tax return that had been filing the horse IRS would have descended upon them with fury and hellfire.

Anon told him of some of the goings on in the castle; how progress was very slow. The dragon seemed to perk up when he said that he was going to try to get the mares out of the castle for the day. He agreed that some sunshine would be just what Twilight needed. That confirmation was quickly followed by more Apple related complaints

“--Did you know that Granny Smith likes to play the banjo all night until the sun comes up? I swear to Celestia, I don’t know how Big Mac and the others sleep through it. You know what’s the craziest thing though? Granny plays all night and she doesn’t sleep during the day!”

“Oh, yeah she does,” Anon said with a wave of a hand, jamming another mouthful of sundae into his mouth. “Everytime I’m over there she sleeps on her rocking chair.”

“She only does that once or twice for ten minutes tops,” Spike insisted, jabbing his spoon at him. “I watched her one day; I mean, I was in the house all day, and she didn’t sleep for more than an hour.”

“You’re full of crap.”

“I am not! Dragons’ honor.”

“Maybe she just didn’t sleep that day? You know some folks have insomnia, right bud?”

“Ooooor…”

“...Or?”

Spike looked around, before leaning forward. “What if she’s some sort of super pony?”

“A super pony? The eighty year old grandmother that can barely walk around because of her bad hip is a super pony?”

“Yep,” Spike said with a smile.

“Could I ask what sort of powers this grandmother would have?”

“Something apple related I guess. Also, I’m pretty sure her limp is fake, so nopony thinks she’s super.”

Anon slowly nodded. “Spike, buddy. I’m gonna be honest with you, I think you’re reading too many of those comic books. That or being around the Crusaders is starting to melt that brain of yours.”

Spike, his eyebrows furrowing, opened his mouth to reply, pointing a claw at the bemused human. He managed the first syllable of a word before it turned into a loud belch. Flame shot out of the dragon’s mouth, forcing Anon to duck underneath the table. Thankfully, he was fast enough that his hair was only singed a little. He heard something hitting the table. Cautiously poking his head up--because he knew from experience that a second burp could come right after the first--he saw a scroll sitting right on top of what was left of their sundae. The Imperial Sun seal could be clearly seen on it.

“Oof, sorry Anon,” Spike said, lightly smacking his chest. “Usually there’s some warning before a message gets to me.”

He picked up the scroll,

“Huh, looks like it’s from Princess Celestia,” he said, breaking the seal with a claw.

“That’s probably for Twilight,” Anon said.

“I know. I’m Twilight’s number one assistant. If there’s anypony out there other than Twilight that’s allowed to read this it’s me.”

“Hey, I wasn’t trying to stop you from reading it. When you’re done I wanna read too. After that you can melt the seal back on.”

Spike scoffed, eyes scanning the page. “Please, this isn’t the first time I’ve… I’ve…”

The scroll went taunt as the drake stiffened. He wrenched it downward, revealing wide, excited eyes.

“What’s going on?” Anon asked. “Everything alright?”

Instead of answering, Spike all but threw the scroll at him. Anon took it up, reading it’s contents:

Dear Twilight,

I believe that I’ve found a solution to Fluttershy’s sickness. One of the royal librarians discovered an old tome that was written by a witch hunter who was rather famous right after my sister’s falling. The records told of ponies with the likeness of bats and a great fondness for apples.

The stallion, it seemed, was rather studious, and he went through great lengths to record and study the creatures. His time was… less civilized, meaning that some of his methods in attempting to restore these mares and stallions to their former selves more often than not lead to their untimely demise, but it does seem as if he found a reliable cure. This disease, or magical curse, is created from pure blackness, full of malice and hate. The only sure thing to cast away such darkness is light; light magic to be more precise. Very powerful light magic.

Over the centuries, such magic has largely gone out of favor, especially since the invention of electricity. There are few in Equestria able to do such magic now, and fewer even still with the knowledge and skill to cast out what haunts your friend. While I’m sure you’d be thrilled to study an old, archaic discipline such as this, I imagine that you want Fluttershy to be returned to normal as soon as possible. So, with that in mind, I will be coming to Ponyville with all due haste.

I beg your pardon that I cannot come immediately. Urgent royal matters have reared their ugly heads, and I unfortunately cannot ignore them. I will venture to finish them as quickly as I am able, and with some luck I should arrive in town before I need to raise the sun.

I hope you are well, and I hope this news lifts your spirits. By lunchtime, if all goes well, the Element of Kindness will be her old self again. Thanks will not be necessary, but I would not refuse a dozen of Sugarcube Corner’s finest donuts.

Yours, with all my affection,

Celestia

Anon read the whole letter, then read it three more times. With each read he could feel a smile coming to his face. Excitement bubbled in his chest, and it took some effort not to jump up onto the air and shout like some crazy person.

This was it. There actually was light at the end of this seemingly endless tunnel. He wouldn’t have to worry about Fluttershy breaking out and eating somepony. He didn’t need to work from sun up to sun down on machines and books so complex and scientific that just their titles gave him a headache. He’d be able to go home, sit in his living room, take a big ol’ crap in his own, lovely custom made john.

He wrenched the scroll down to look at Spike. The dragon had the same wide-eyed, wild look that he no doubt had.

“We need to go tell Twilight,” Spike whispered, leaning forward in his chair.

“What, you want to come over? What about Flutters?”

“What about her, she’ll be fixed tomorrow!” Spike said, voice rising as he rubbed his claws together. “I can go back home! No more foalsitting for this drake! Here, give me that bag! We’re going right now.!”

The two scrambled to their feet. Anon tossed a handful of bits onto the table before grabbing some bags. Spike grabbed the bag of apples, his tail wagging from side to side like a happy dog. The dragon managed to leap over the small fence separating the outer patio from the street, racing off in the direction of the castle. Anon, stepping over the same fence, was right behind him.

In no time at all, the two were standing at the front doors. The sun had just set, and from the look of the castle it seemed that nopony had turned any lights on.

Anon opened the door, beckoning the dragon to set inside. With a confident swagger, Spike made his way into the castle. Still excitedly smiling, Anon was right behind him, the door closing with a click as he shut it.

In the dim, dark hallway, he could make out Spike standing in the middle of the hallway. His arms were held tightly to his sides, and his tail was sticking straight out. The dragon looked as stiff as a board. He seemed… terrified. Looking down the hall, he instantly saw why.

There were three figures standing at the end of the hallway. Three pairs of red eyes glinted in the darkness. Two of them bore the wings of a bat. The third’s horn glowed with an eerie, blood-red aura, casting a light on all three of them. Fluttershy, Twilight, and Starlight stared at them. Each looked as hungry as the last.

“...FUCK,” Anon grumbled.