Chapters 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…”
“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…”
“--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 .”
“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…”
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.
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.
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."
“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