Undiluted

Ch. 3

By NeverClever

Dash let out a yawn as she floated into Carousel Boutique. She glanced around, but didn’t see anypony. “Alright, Rarity, I’m here! What was so important you had to call me this early?”

Rainbow yawned again. She started to work out a kink in her back, and in the midst of her stretching there was a sudden click from behind her. She spun around and saw Rarity locking the door.

The unicorn was wearing a short, simple blue dress with matching stockings and shoes. There was a wispy pink scarf around her neck. As she fiddled with the lock her tail shifted to the side and Rainbow got a momentary glimpse of some orange panties before the hem settled back into place.

“Uh, Rarity, what are you doing?”

“Oh, there you are, Rainbow Dash.” Rarity spun around and her dress twirled around her body, and Rainbow couldn’t help but notice another orange flash before the fabric wafted back down. There was also a matching bra peeking through the top, but Rarity didn’t seem to notice.

Rarity smiled vacantly. “Thank you so much for coming over. I’m working on some new designs and I need a model with your figure.”

Dash gave Rarity’s outfit a final glance. “So I noticed.” She poked a finger at the door. “Does that really need to be locked?”

“Trade secrets, darling. Can’t be too careful.” Rarity waved a hand at the stairs. “After you.”

Dash raised an eyebrow, and then reluctantly started floating towards the second floor. “Are you okay, Rarity? I don’t know much about fashion but that dress ain’t exactly your…finest effort.”

“Oh, I can assure you, the material feels wonderful.”

“Uh, right. You sure you’re fine? You keep running your words together. And your eyes are kinda glassy. Did you sleep last night?”

“Yes, I’m…completely…fine.” Rarity pushed open her bedroom door and beckoned Dash inside.

“Uhh, isn’t that your bedroom? Shouldn’t we use the dressing room or something?”

“Better lighting,” Rarity said.

Dash rolled her eyes and floated inside. Picky as ever.

Rarity locked the bedroom door and started rummaging through a chest at the foot of her bed. She quickly pulled out two thin silver bracelets. “Hold out your hands.”

“That’s it? Bracelets? You woke me up at nine AM for bracelets?”

“You’re only making this take longer, you know.”

Dash rolled her eyes and stuck her arms out. Rarity quickly clipped the bracelets on and then floated a matching necklace out of the chest. There was an audible click as it snapped on, and the three pieces of jewelry hung loosely off Rainbow’s body.

“These things are freezing. Why the buck would anypony wear these…”

“Who knows.”

Rainbow Dash’s ear flicked and she spun around. She’d recognize that voice anywhere. “Trixie?! What the flank are you doing here?”

“Getting revenge on Twilight Sparkle and her friends, of course.”

Dash glanced back at Rarity, who was standing perfectly still. “Revenge? What are you talking about? What did you do to Rarity?!”

“Nothing she didn’t enjoy. Isn’t that right, Rarity?”

Rarity blinked slowly.

“I said,” Trixie’s eyes flashed red, “isn’t that right?”

“…Yes, you’re always right, Trixie.”

Trixie smirked. “See?”

“You bitch.” Rainbow leapt at Trixie, but her bracelets and necklace flashed red and she plummeted to the ground. “What the…”

She felt Rarity clamp two more cold metal bands onto her ankles, and all five of them shrunk down until they were fitting snugly onto her body. As she tried to lift her body up she couldn’t budge her limbs.

“Weight spells.” Trixie’s condescending smile widened. “Among others.”

“Fuck you!”

“Now, now, that’s my line.” Trixie grabbed Rainbow with her magic and dragged her towards the bed. Her torso landed onto the mattress with a poofy fwump, and her hips and legs hung off the edge, too heavy to move.

“Pfft. That’s your plan? Rape me?” Rainbow rolled her eyes. “And what else? Mind control spells and riding crops? That’s even more cliché than the plot of Daring Do and the Temple of Doom!”

Dash felt her mane being yanked backward, and felt Trixie’s breath brushing past her ear.

“There’s a line between being cliché and being a classic. After all, all those tentacle aficionados must have something going for them.”

“Do whatever you like, you won’t get away with this, you—”

Trixie jerked Dash’s head sideways and planted her lips onto the pegasus mid-sentence.

Dash felt Trixie’s tongue squirming around her mouth, exploring it. The magicians tongue tasted weird: salty, and sweet, and something else Dash couldn’t place. Dash tried to shake her head but Trixie’s fingers were wrapped in her mane, and the pain of her hair being tugged at stopped her before she could cause any real disruption. Just as she was about to bite down Trixie’s fingers tugged on her mane and her head swung backward slightly, Trixie’s mouth still locked on her own.

Dash could feel Trixie’s spit beginning to pool in her mouth. She tried to bite down again, but Trixie simply jerked her head back. Rainbow tried to turn her head, but Trixie’s fingers were wrapped in her mane too tightly. A third bite was interrupted the same as the first two.

Finally, Rainbow closed her eyes and tried to ignore it. It wasn’t easy. Trixie’s tongue clumsily swimming around her mouth felt incredibly unpleasant. And yet, there was still that weird taste sticking to it, spreading all over Dash’s mouth. She couldn’t identify it completely, but it wasn’t entirely unpleasant.

Eventually, Trixie broke the kiss and pulled away. Dash opened her eyes just in time to see a thin line of saliva connecting their mouths. It snapped moments later, and Dash was dimly aware of it flicking onto her lips.

Trixie licked her lips. “You taste nice.”

Trixie blinked as the spit hit her eye. “Cute,” she muttered. Her horn flashed red and the glob of mucous evaporated with a quiet sizzle. “I do so love it when they put up a fight. Adorable and arousing. Arousable? Adoring? Something like that.”

There was a bright red flash, and when it faded a huge cock was jutting out of Trixie’s groin. She pressed up against Dash’s back, her body sliding against Rainbow’s coat, her breath tickling the pagasus’ neck. Dash felt Trixie’s junk smearing something onto the small of her back. She tried to protest, but nothing came to mind.

“Less belligerent, I see.” Trixie wrapped a hand onto one of Rainbow’s breasts. “I see that magic I spilled into your mouth is starting to take effect.”

“P-piss off.”

“Oh, such foul language. You said I could do whatever I wanted to you, remember? Don’t worry, I just made your muscles a little harder to move. Breaking your thoughts the old-fashioned way is going to be so much more fun than what I did to Pinkie or Rarity. Not that it’ll be too hard, since I hear all you jocks are such stupid sluts anyway. Aren’t you?”

Dash tried to say something, but she felt Trixie’s cock leaning against her thigh. It was highly distracting, the soft feel of it touching her body. She almost imagined she could feel a gentle pulse coming off it, for a moment. And Trixie’s hand pawing clumsily at her chest was oddly sensual, for some reason.

Trixie slowed traced a finger up her shaft, pausing at the top to rub the tip slightly. She moved the finger slowly across Dash’s hips and stomach, leaving a thin trail of pre in the athlete’s coat. Her finger swirled and danced across Dash’s abs, then slowly began to head towards her—

“Stop,” Dash whispered.

“What? No petty cussing?” Trixie pulled Dash’s chest backward. The pegasus gasped as the sudden movement squished her boob. Trixie slowly licked her ear and began to whisper. “Maybe I should start with Rarity, then? Since you aren’t ready?”

“No, leave her alone!”

Trixie smirked and let go of Dash, waltzing slowly over to Rarity. The white unicorn was slumped over in a chair, her mouth hanging open and her eyes glazed over. Her breathing was heavy.

The second loogie vanished before it hit Trixie.

Trixie smirked. She stopped a foot from Rarity, and began to stroke her cock. It was hard to tell, but Dash could’ve sworn that each tug on it made it a bit longer. After a few minutes of watching Trixie furiously stroke herself, her neck tired and she turned back around. Unfortunately, there was a pony-length mirror on the other side of Rarity’s bed, and it gave her a clear view of the events.

Trixie’s cock was impossibly long now, and as it grew it started to coil and wrap around Trixie’s body. It slid in between her breasts, around her waist, up and down her arms and legs, and back again and up again. Soon it was as long as Trixie herself, and the magician forcibly pulled her hand off of it, panting slightly.

“Enjoying the show, Dash? Rarity?” She licked some of her juices off her hand, the tentacle-cock still writhing across her body, rubbing against her pussy and ass and breasts.

Dash tried to say something insulting, but the words caught in her throat. Stupid heavy necklace.

Rarity murmured something.

“What was that?” Trixie leaned in.

“No.” It was barely audible, but she had said it.

“Mmmm, still putting up a fight.” Trixie bit her lip, her cock still coiling around her body and her hand pressing against her crotch.

“Leave her alone you bitch!” Rainbow squirmed but her limbs didn’t budge. “Rarity! Snap out of it!”

Trixie’s elongated penis unwound from her body and started to snake up Rarity’s leg. It coiled around the unicorns ankle and up her thigh, a slimy trail oozing off it and soaking into Rarity’s coat. Rainbow tried to lift her arms but the weights were so damn heavy.

The tentacle slid under Rarity’s dress, the bulge of it visibly moving past the hem, past her crotch, up her stomach, and in between her breasts. It popped past the neckline and coiled around her neck, then slid up her throat and over her cheek. It paused in front of her mouth. Rarity’s eyes were still lifelessly pointed at the ceiling.

“Rarity! Don’t just sit there and let her do that to you!” Dash flapped her wings, but her body remained firmly anchored to the ground.

Trixie traced a finger along Rarity’s chin, while her other hand stroked the unicorn’s mane. “You know, I pumped a lot of my magic directly into her brain last night. And I lost track of how much of my magically-imbued cum she drank down. And yet she’s still resisting. You wonder why?”

“Screw you!”

“It’s because I left a little of her mind intact on purpose.” Trixie leaned closer to the unicorn’s face. “So I could watch her fight and lose every second of every day. So I could watch her friends try and fail to rescue her. And I’m going to do the same thing to you, but worse.” The cock plunged into Rarity’s mouth. She squirmed violently, but the tentacle merely pushed into her throat further. It visibly lurched forward and Rarity stopped moving. Her limbs went limp as she started to suck on the cock. She turned her head to the side, but Trixie simply pushed it back. The cock began to swell and a visible pulse of cum shot into her mouth. A little of it spilled out past her lips, but her throat soon started to move back and forth as she swallowed it. A few tears rolled down her face and her legs sagged slightly.

Trixie smirked. “And then, once I’ve gotten all her friends, I’ll make them help me capture Twilight Sparkle. It’ll be so incredible watching her try and save you and fail miserably. She’ll waste all of her magic trying to free you and nothing will happen and the despair will slowly, visibly spread across her face.” Trixie snapped her fingers and the Cakes started to massage Rarity, the tentacle pushing another inch into her mouth as she gasped. “And then just as the realization hits her she’ll start to cry, and I’ll let all of her friends have a flash of clarity so they can join her, before I subdue her for good.” Trixie’s panting briefly interrupted her monologue, her hand massaging her breast again.

“I still haven’t decided what to do with my nemesis yet. Maybe I’ll eat her soul. Never tried that before.” Her breathing started to cut into her monologue more and more, but Rainbow could still hear every word. “I’ll be able to parade her ex-body around like a puppet while she watches the whole thing from inside my mind. Or maybe I’ll transform her into a quadruped and keep her as a pet. A nice bit and saddle to keep her under control while she watches the town pleasure itself for me. The possibilities are endless, really! And once she’s subdued I can siphon her magic in case the Princesses try and intervene.” Trixie gasped and her cock twitched. Rarity started gagging and several large spurts of cum spilled out the sides of her mouth. Her throat visibly flexed as tentacle shot more and more cum into her. As the flow began to slow, Trixie slowly slid herself out of Rarity’s mouth and dress. As the tentacle retreated it pulled Rarity forward. When it popped out of her, it jerked forward and the unicorn collapsed onto the floor. A puddle of her own juices had leaked off her clothes onto the chair and they started to pool on the floor as she continued to writhe with pleasure from the Cakes’ stimulation. She coughed loudly and some cum spilled out of her mouth onto the tile.

“You’re sick,” Dash muttered.

“She deserves it for what she did to me.” Trixie’s horn flashed red, and a matching red glow pulsed out of Rarity’s eyes.

Rarity moaned and lurched onto her elbows. She crawled forward a few inches before she collapsed again, her face sitting in the pile of Trixie’s semen she had just hacked up. She started to sloppily lick it up, more of it getting on her cheek than in her mouth, and Trixie smiled before turning back to Rainbow.

“Ready yet, Rainbow? Or should I play with her some more?”

Dash pulled another hunk of mucous into her mouth, but suddenly the collar flashed red and grew heavier. The weight pressed Dash’s neck down, and she coughed as the loogie caught in her throat.

Trixie strolled over, her cock trailing along in midair behind her.

“Oh, come now, my little Dashie. You saw what I did to your friend. And you haven’t even seen what I did to Pinkie Pie yet. Trust me, if you just give up now you might enjoy it.”

Dash felt the fleshy tentacle rub across her pussy. Whatever Trixie had slipped into her mouth was taking effect, and Dash could feel her brain trailing and failing to come up with something insulting to say. She wasn’t going to make it easy. That was just what Trixie wanted. Or had she wanted her to resist? Dash violently shook her head, but the layer of fog across it refused to clear. She could feel her own juices trickling onto the tentacle, lubricating it as it squirmed across her.

She clenched everything, hoping that it would somehow impede Trixie’s efforts. Suddenly she felt a rush of air on her pussy as the cocky appendage withdrew. Dash let out an involuntary sigh, and as soon as she had relaxed she suddenly felt something ram into her ass.

Her eyes rolled backward into her head as the throbbing rod of flesh shoved its way into her body. The pressure was incredible. Uncomfortable, but familiar. It reminded her of going to the bathroom, but in reverse.

It pushed into her quite a lot before she finally remembered she was supposed to be putting up a fight. She clenched herself again. The tentacle definitely did slow down, but it continued pushing into her body. It was pressing against her insides from every possible angle. It lurched forward another inch and Rainbow gasped. It felt incredible. But not good. That was impossible. Each time it ground forward into her she let out another soft moan. She lost count of how many times it pressed upward, paused, then repeated itself. She was breathing heavily. When had that happened? Another moan. And another. She was practically panting. She had forgotten to clench, but apparently her body had been doing it without her input. She tried to relax and the tentacle chose that moment to press forward and she clenched again. She could feel every inch and bump of it crawling up her body. She closed her eyes and almost imagined its veins throbbing against the walls of her ass or rectum or wherever it was.

Another lurch forward, another small gasp and a moan leaked out of her mouth. Her eyes snapped open. She looked down and saw her hands gripping the sheets. Another inch, another gasp, and Dash’s back arched slightly as she felt it rubbing against her inner walls.

“Enjoying yourself?”

“N-no…”

Trixie wrapped a hand over Dash’s chest and slipped another onto her pussy.

“Well, I guess we better do something about that, then.”

This time the press of the cock was accompianed by Trixie fingering her nipple and clit. Each stroke coincided with the tentacle moving forward ever so slightly. Dash was dimly aware of Trixie rubbing her body onto Dash’s back. Her breasts kept brushing against Dash’s wings.

Suddenly Rainbow felt a dull pressure in her chest and spine. Something pressing on the inside of her body. It was a little harder to breathe.

“Y-you…You c-can’t…”

Trixie pulled Dash backward a little and ran her tongue up the athlete’s neck. “Mmm. You’d be surprised how many anatomic rules you can bend with magic.”

Dash let out another gasp as Trixie moved one hand off her pussy and onto her other boob.

She was breathing really heavily now. She couldn’t deny that. That pressure in her chest had grown, and her breathing was getting heavier and faster. She began to gag and cough and moments later something thick pushed into the back of her throat.

Her body quivered with pleasure. She could barely wrap her head around it. It shouldn’t be possible. She was still moaning and gagging as the tip cleared her throat. She could feel it sitting on the back of her tongue. It tasted terrible. It must’ve, but she was too shocked to really taste anything.

The tentacle took a moment to dribble precum onto her tongue as it slowly snaked its way out of her mouth. The rearmost part of the roof of her mouth was awkwardly present; she couldn’t find any way to ignore. It felt like she wanted to burp or vomit or gag or something. Anything to expel this horrible thing from her body. But nothing happened. Finally it popped out of her mouth and she instinctively wrapped her lips around it. Her breathing grew faster as she shifted to breathing out of her nose. It continued to slide out and she could feel it drag across her tongue. It tasted salty. The cock curled upward and she got a close, clear look at it for the first time. It was big. She had never seen a stallion’s cock before but it seemed big. It flopped onto her muzzle and dribbled a little bit of pre before it continued onward. It slithered down, slapping against her chest as it continued to force itself through her. Dash suddenly realized she could still feel it pressing against her ass, rubbing against her innards in a strangely pleasant way. It wound in between and around her breasts, wrapping around the left one before continuing down to her toned stomach. She could feel breathing, panting, as the magician rubbed her breasts against the cock. It slid across her body, the sweat easing it along as it slowly, agonizingly made its way south.

Had she been that sweaty before? She looked down and saw droplets of sweat on Rarity’s sheets. Everywhere the tentacle slid she felt a layer of her own sweat under it. She couldn’t stop breathing and panting. Every inch of it massaged her body as it went down her front, and the length wrapped around her boob slowly kneaded and massaged her as it coiled and uncoiled.

Finally, it arrived at her pussy. Dash clenched everything again, but that only served to remind her of the tentacle jutting out of her ass. Trixie shifted her hips and Dash’s body swung sideways slightly, the tentacle pressing against everything as it pushed her from the inside.

Dash let out a muffled complaint and Trixie grabbed her hair.

“What’s that, Dashie? Don’t like having so little control of your own body? It must be agonizing, the fit, toned athlete, incapable of moving a single muscle. And I can move you with a single twitch.” Trixie smiled and pulled her hips back, dragging Dash backwards along the bed, The pegasus let out a soft gasp of surprise as she felt the tentacle drag backward through her body a tiny inch.

Trixie laughed. “Yep, just like that.”

Suddenly Dash felt her body rising off the ground. Her spine and back arched and she gasped in surprise. She was suspended in midair, her wings pressing into Trixie’s breasts, her arms and legs hanging downward uselessly thanks to the weights attached to them. She slid downward a little bit, and she felt her butt bump against Trixie’s groin. Her head rolled backward, and the wisps of hair poking into her told her she was leaning on Trixie’s shoulder.

“Mphmph.” The flesh protruding from her mouth muffled her words.

“Don’t worry, Dashie.” Trixie rubbed a hand up Dash’s cheek, the fluids on it smearing into the cyan coat. “We’re just getting to the good part.”

Dash felt a damp presence at her crotch. She tried to look down, but the tentacle in her throat stiffened, and the fingers intertwined in her hair reaffirmed their grip.

The cock pushed at her lower lips, slowly working its way in despite Dash’s best, futile efforts to keep it closed.

“Mmm, quite tight,” Trixie muttered.

Dash’s pussy slowly inched open as the cock pushed at it. Forcing its way in. It felt oddly nice, the fleshy nub rubbing against her body, twitching periodically travelling through her chest. Dash tried her best to resist, but her arms and legs were useless.

Finally, the cocktip shoved its way into her vagina. She let out an involuntary moan and the rope of flesh snaking out of her mouth swelled a little to keep it completely open.

It was oddly similar to its entrance into her ass. Pressing into her, spreading her pussy open as it insistently entered her body all over again.

She felt it pushing deeper and deeper into her. It slid in a little and paused, and she gasped as it halted. Then it would repeat. Pressing into her, pausing, moaning. She could feel it rubbing against her inner walls as it progressed, pressing against and keeping her pussy open just like it was keeping her mouth and ass open.

It inched in slowly. Unlike earlier, each step also stroked her clit, and she could tell her moans and gasps were that much louder each time it did.

After what seemed like forever it stopped, the appendage resting deep inside of her pussy and still twisting and writhing across the rest of her.

Trixie started to nuzzle Rainbow Dash’s neck. “Mmm. Your insides feel incredible,” she muttered. Much better than those other two. All your muscles are so tight.”

Dash tried to thrash about but she felt the tentacle inside her stiffen and her back arch to match it.

“I’m so glad I didn’t give you a full dose like the other two,” she whispered into Dash’s ear. “You’re too tired to resist properly, but you’re just malleable enough to secretly want it. All your attempts at stopping me just make you that much tighter and firmer. It feels incredible.”

Trixie nuzzled Rainbow again, then slowly dragged her tongue upward along the pegasus’ neck. She arrived at Rainbow’s cheek and licked up some of the tears that had stuck there. Her eyes were closed and her breathing was heavy. A throaty moan escaped from her as she swallowed them. Trixie licked her lips and smiled.

Then she started to thrust.

The cock slid in and out of every part of Rainbow Dash simultaneously. It rubbed against her ass. It pressed against her chest from the inside and from the outside. It slid along her tongue. It slithered across her breasts and stomach and back again. And most noticeably it hammered into her pussy and clit. The sensations were too much. Dash had never even had normal sex, let alone what she was experiencing now. It felt impossibly good. It felt like her body would explode from everything that was happening to it. Every one of her muscles tensed up and tried to relax and tensed up again as the cord of flesh pressed against and slid through every part of her.

She came quickly. Trixie and her didn’t seem to notice. Even the fluids trickling out of her pussy didn’t seem to make a difference to the cock’s lubrication as it moved in and out and back again. It pressed her ass open, and her mouth open, and her ass open. It was a blur. She couldn’t even keep track of everything happening to her. She came again, somehow. She couldn’t even feel her arms and legs anymore. Either they were numb from adrenalin or from the weights hanging off them. It didn’t matter anymore.

Dash felt the tentacle in her ass and stomach and chest and throat and mouth tense up and stiffen and bulge. Trixie came spectacularly, Dash’s stomach bulging slightly as semen poured into her. Her throat bulged slightly as the stream of cum poured through her.

The tentacle went limp and so did Dash, too tired from holding her limbs and neck, and from having every inch of her body sexually abused for who knows how long. None of her workouts had ever made her feel even half this exhausted. Even her brain was tired.

Trixie flopped Dash onto the bed and she followed, spooning the pegasus as she let her cock sit in her body for a moment.

Dash sat there, and she could feel sweat pooling around her body, the smell of it mingling with the smell of semen. The sheets felt damp, and every little movement confirmed how soaked they were.

Suddenly the bracelets, anklets, and necklace fell off with an audible click. She tried to move her arms but they didn’t respond. She tried to move her wings, but they didn’t move either.

“Aw, is my little Dashie tired?”

No answer.

“See, I told you I would break you. Just like Rarity. Of course, we’re not done yet. Gotta put in something else for insurance.”

Dash didn’t respond. She was exhausted. She barely registered what Trixie was saying. She didn’t even notice the small bumps travelling up the cock, passing through every inch of it before they popped out of the tip, still embedded in her pussy. After what she had just been through it was like trying to listen to Classical music after standing next to a jet engine. Her eyes started to slowly drift closed. She was so tired.

Her eyes snapped open. What just happened? The cock wasn’t in her anymore. Her limbs were still sore, but they did move slightly when she ordered them to. As she rolled onto her side the weight in her belly suddenly caught her attention. She looked down. Aside from a slight bulge nothing seemed any different, but she could feel something in there. Sitting heavily inside her. She tried to sit up and failed.

“Wh…What did you do to me?”

“Oh, you’re awake.”

Dash glanced down and saw Trixie standing over Rarity.

On the floor, Rarity was laying in a puddle of her own juices, the open dress providing a very clear view of her dripping cunt. A few tears and strands of drool ran across her face.

“What… What did you do to her?”

“Ever concerned about your friends. Quite cute. She kept trying to help you. It was quite adorable really. Watching her reach out to help you and stop as my magic caught up with her brain. Eventually it got old, so I had the Cakes give her a few dozen orgasms. Oh speaking of.” Trixie knelt down kissed and Rarity’s still body. Moments after their lips met there was a bright red flash from Trixie horn and amulet while Rarity writhed aimlessly on the ground.

“S-top it…leave her alone…” Another attempt to move yielded no results.

Trixie stood up. “How do you feel, Rarity?”

Rarity didn’t move.

“I said how do you feel.”

Rarty’s back arched as a thick stream of red lightning struck her horn.

“H-horny,” Rarity muttered.

“And?”

“And…obendient.”

Trixie smirked. She strolled over to Rainbow Dash, snapping her fingers as she arrived at the bed. Dash heard Rarity gasp and moan.

“And as for what I did to you, I just stuck some eggs in here.” She rubbed a hand across Dash’s belly.

“Don’t touch me,”

“Don’t worry, it’s not like they will hatch into anything. Yet. They’re just there to make it harder for you to fly.” She leaned down. “I bet they feel really heavy, don’t they?”

Dash tried to say something insulting, but no words came out.

“Sit up.”

Suddenly Dash sat bolt upright. Once she was there she could feel how wet the sheets under her were. Not just damp but soaking wet. She tried to move, but all her energy had left her again.

Trixie climbed onto Dash’s lap and planted a kiss on her lips. “Don’t worry. Now that your body belongs to me I’ll take very good care of it. And being exhausted all the time won’t be so bad. I guarantee a runner’s high has nothing on me.”

She kissed Rainbow again. The pegasus wanted to resist. To say something. Even thinking about how terrible this was, how ugly Trixie was, or how to call for help would have been a start. But nothing happened. Her limbs and tongue and brain simply didn’t respond. She was just so damn tired.

“Now,” Trixie’s horn flashed, “turn around.”

Dash suddenly felt a need to listen, and she flopped backward and rolled over.

Trixie smiled. “Good girl.”

Author's Note

Vodka was involved in this chapter's writing process. Now you know.

Some claimed the other chapters were too rushed and lacking in description. This was partially intentional, to accommodate different fap speeds, but let me know if this is worse or better or the same.