Driven Batty

“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.