I woke up early today and excited to finish a very special report for Princess Celestia. There had long been rumors of a plant in the Everfree that was immune to magic. It could not be levitated or directly affected by magic. Nopony had ever found one and brought a sample back for study.

Spike had prepared my saddlebags and some oatmeal before going back to bed. In no time at all I had reached the Everfree and began my journey into the forest. At first I had thought this would be as easy as observing a black hole with my telescopes. Surely a void of magic would be as detectable as the void of light around a black hole.

My initial scans of the Everfree had not revealed such a void, then I got my lucky break. Zecora had given me direction to an area she thought I might find what I was looking for. If I could bring her a sample from the plant it would prove useful for her studies as well, and in all her time in the Everfree it had eluded her as well.

I followed her directions towards the heart of the Everfree. There were several patches of thick growth, small cliffs, and caves in the area. It was the perfect place for plants, or predators, to hide. My senses were on high alert as I walked into a small gorge. If any creature was foolish enough to attack me, I would be ready.

Nopony had seen the plant before, though descriptions and folklore would lead one to believe it was some sort of pony-eating monstrosity. I wasn’t paying attention where I was going, and tripped over a root and tumbled deeper into the gorge.

After getting up and dusting myself off I looked around. There was a large flower in the clearing with an extensive root system. The roots ran from the bottom of the flower as far as I could see every direction in the clearing.

The flower was beautiful. I watched as the colors shifted between all the shades of the rainbow. It seemed to be configuring itself to please me, and I soon found it rich in deep shades of purple.

I fired up my horn to scan the plant, and realized I couldn’t detect it. I tried to levitate one of the vines off the ground, but couldn’t. I had finally found the rarest plant in Equestria!

The flower looked like it was emitting some spores and I got closer to look. I felt one of the roots twist around my leg, and tried to shake it off. Looking down, I noticed it was actually a long green vine and it had twisted around the leg twice.

After trying to pull it off with my magic, I remembered this plant was immune to magic. I stepped on the vine with my hoof, but it was too strong to push off.

The sweet scent of lavender filled my nose. My breathing quickened and I felt my face blush with warmth. I examined myself and noticed my pussy was beginning to get wet. It was a most curious reaction to the plant. Looking around I noticed the spores floating through the clearing and figured they must be the cause. It was some sort of aphrodisiac.

I went to take a step forward and couldn’t lift any of my feet. Glancing down revealed separate vines had attached themselves to each leg. They were gripping too tight to shake off, and no amount of kicking and attempts to levitating could get them off.

A strange calmness came over my mind, making it difficult to think. I felt my legs being pulled apart as I was lifted into the air. Despite all my instincts to struggle, I found myself entranced as I was pulled towards the plant. My attempts to escape consisted of tugging gently against my bonds.

Each limb was circled by a limb, and I could feel another around my throat steadying me. They continued to twist and wind around my entire body, spasming every so often against my skin.

In the center of the flower were several more vines, including one large vine a couple feet long. It stood rigid in the center of the flower and the vines moved me towards it. It brushed across my clit and I spasmed against the vines, causing me to tense up involuntarily.

My vision was getting hazy and I realized I was under the effects of the plant. I fired up my horn to teleport to safety, and nothing happened. My mind worked overtime trying to figure out how I had messed the spell up. All I could focus on was the feeling of pressure against my pussy.

I gasped as something large inched its way up into my pussy. Moans escaped my lips as I threw my head back and closed my eyes. The large phallic shaped vine in the center of the plant was slowly thrust in, as the vines impaled me on it.

When the vines started loosening, I moved my forehooves down to my pussy and rubbed the vine. Then in a brief moment of clarity, I tried to pull it out. The vine was swelling inside my pussy, and despite every effort to stand up I couldn’t get the vine out. It began pulsing and thrusting into my pussy, distracting me from my escape.

My mind filled with desire as I smelt more of the plant’s scent. I forgot about escape and instead pushed myself further down the shaft of the flower’s thick cock. My mind filled with images of a large red stallion thrusting himself so deep inside me I felt fit to burst. I wanted—no I needed this cock inside me. I pushed with all my might to fill myself with the plant.

I looked into the clearing and saw the petals of the flower curling up around me. Small vines reached out and began wrapping up my legs. I didn’t care that the sun was setting, or the clearing fading from view. I could smell the lavender all around me. The feeling of the vines wrapping me up in their embrace was erotic, and I wanted as much as I could get.

As the flower closed, I felt my forelegs pulled taut behind my back. With some popping, it maneuvered my joints until my forehooves were bound secure below my shoulders. I wiggled the hooves against my back and groaned at the twinge of pain. It felt so wonderful to be so helpless. I pondered how I could ever has perceived the plant as a threat.

My hind legs were pulled up flat against my chest and a vine wrapped around them, binding the legs against my stomach. Through the haze I imagined how I must look, forelegs behind my back and hind legs against my chest. My pussy throbbing, bouncing up and down on the thick vine below me.

Something forced itself through my lips and I brought my attention back to it. Another large vine made it’s way into my mouth. I finally realized I should scream for help, but the vine had already thrust into my mouth.

The tip of the vine squirted something into my throat, numbing it, and I felt the vine inflate in my mouth. I had to tilt my head back to allow it down my throat. It filled my mouth completely and yet I could still breathe around it. It thrust straight down my throat towards my stomach. It stretched and tightened itself against my throat. I could feel the air, likely laden with spores, puffing down into my throat. I now needed this vine to live.

The last of the sunlight vanished and I saw the petals of the flower had sealed up around me completely, creating a pod to block me off from the outside world. Each time my senses came back to me, I would struggle futilely for a few seconds, then succumb back to the burning desires in my groin.

My tail was brushed aside by a vine and something probed my tight ass. A small twinge of pain helped me wiggle and resist, but my plot was vulnerable to whatever the plant had in mind.

There was a sharp pain and I gasped as the vine thrust up into my ass. I could feel it wiggling around, sliding further and further into my ass. I moaned into the vine filling my mouth. I tried to swallow and tasted something like honey around the vine. It was secreting liquid and sealing itself into my mouth and throat even more securely.

As the vine in my mouth and throat swelled, I felt it glue itself into position. The vine in my ass felt similar. As it reached the limit of thrusting up my ass, it began to expand and fill me up. I felt like I needed to use the restroom, but it was just the vine lodging itself inside me. With the complete fullness in my pussy and ass, I found myself horny and wishing desperately for release.

My moans had turn to whimpering as I tried to get some release from the building arousal in my sex. As soon as the vines had sealed themselves into my mouth and anus, they began to move me up and down on the shaft of the vine in my pussy.

I could feel the vine in my pussy as the vines slid me up and down it’s thick shaft. The vine swelled in response to the stimulation, and I felt ready to burst. Thick juices leaked out of my pussy from the plant and the last bastions of my mind failed.

All I could think about, all I wanted, was the plant. I wanted to be fucked by it, used by it. I was part of the plant now, and with what strength I had I would buck my hips and thrust myself down onto the large vine in my pussy as hard as I could.

The petals had closed around me, I could feel them massaging my skin. They sealed around me tightly, trapping me inside the flower. It was like a vacuum was pulling the petals tight against my skin. The sensation electrified my pussy, pushing me closer towards an orgasm. My entire body felt the tight, smooth, almost rubbery embrace of the petals on my skin.

Each thrust down onto the vine stoked a fire in my abdomen. I let everything go as I breathed through the vine in my mouth. I could feel spasms in my pussy as the vine trembled. It continued to thrust slowly, filling me up and then taunting me as it slid me towards the tip of the vine.

As it pulled me off, my mind wandered to how badly I needed the vine in my pussy. As it filled me up, my life felt complete as it filled me. I found myself trapped in a constant state of arousal and longing. Each time it withdrew I feared it was for the last time. Each time it thrust in, I tightened my pussy desperately trying to keep it inside me.

My pussy tightened up again as the fire in my abdomen exploded, and I felt a waves of pleasure wash over me. I wanted, no needed, more stimulation. I tried to thrust down on the vine but could barely move. My entire body was spasming and I felt my mind wander off to a place of pure pleasure. Each slight tingle against my body was an explosion of pleasure.

A large bulge passed through the vine, and I felt warmth explode out of my pussy. Juices flowed out as I felt the vine plant something in my uterus. The pains and warm sensations filling me pushed me further into the orgasm, igniting a fire deep inside me.

I don’t know how long I stayed awake during that orgasm. I soon found myself drifting in and out of consciousness. For what felt like months I was teased and taunted by the plant, occasionally reaching the edge and climaxing.

Later, I figured out I had been inside the plant for two days. When I awoke, I did not yet know this.

I woke up in the clearing, my ass, pussy, and mouth sore. I tried to roll over and noticed a large, withered plant in front of me. Everything was a haze, and I could feel a warm, throbbing deep in my pussy. It was as if something was growing inside my abdomen, yet it did not scare me. It made me feel complete and safe, I knew the plant had given me an incredible gift. In my own uterus grew the plants last chance at survival.

It did not take me long to stumble back towards Ponyville. The beasts of the forest seemed to avoid me, much more than before. I could feel that they knew what I carried inside me. I did not make it far into town before Dash spotted me.

“Twilight!” The pegasus flew down and gasped at me. “You look like hell! What happened?”

My eyes looked her over. She did not seem to have showered or slept in a couple days. It was possible she had been worried about me, as she was often too loyal for her own good.

“Huh?” I looked at myself and noticed my unkempt mane. There were still some crusty juices along my plot and hind legs, but I hopped she hadn’t noticed that. “Oh, I got uh, attacked, but nothing bad! Just had to camp out a day or two.”

“You sure you’re okay? We were just about to come searching for you again, we were worried.”

“Yeah, Dash, I’m fine. I didn’t find the plant, just a couple timberwolves.”

Dash smiled and breathed a sigh of relief. “Good, well, if you need anything let me know.”

After Dash had flown off I made it back to my library. I explained to Spike I would be down in my lab and I was not to be disturbed, no matter how long my next experiment took.

I was down there for a few days working on my greenhouse. I installed natural lighting, misters, and a deep bed of soil for the baby in my womb. I would be the last chance this plant had to survive. I could still study it, while saving the rarest species Equestria had ever seen.

I went out in town to maintain an appearance of normalcy. A few ponies noticed the swelling of my abdomen, and I told them I had not been exercising at all. Applejack had been harder to convince. I told her that I had eaten an odd plant in the Everfree causing my stomach to swell. Eventually, every pony in town accepted that I had just gained a little weight, and realized it was best not to point that out to me. After all, one does not simply tell a mare they gained weight.

A week later the fullness in my abdomen peaked. There was something wiggling around in my abdomen. Occasionally, the seed inside me would tickle my pussy from the inside. I knew it was time, so I went downstairs and squatted down over a hole in the dirt of my greenhouse.

At first I thought I was out of my mind, that the fullness in my stomach must be a hallucination of my mind. Perhaps the plant had pleased me so fully that I was imagining things in a desperate attempt to climax again. The thought that some sort of sapient plant was growing in my uterus seemed preposterous.

Then I felt a small tentacle slither out of my pussy. That nearly caused me to have an orgasm, as I had been a virgin before my encounter with the plant, each small sensation brought me unfathomable pleasure.

I sat there for a minute as the seed positioned itself above my pussy. The vine showed it the way out, and my body prepared itself to deliver the seed.

My body contracted, forcing the seed out of my body. I could feel it as it expanded my pussy, and my muscles tightened up around it. The vine grasped for a hold in the dirt as the large seed passed through my pussy. I collapsed down over the hole in the ground.

The most amazing feeling of fullness was soon relieved. The sudden transition from bursting to empty caused me to slump down on the ground and spasm in orgasm. It was short lived, but it was worth every second of it.

After a few minutes I picked myself up and buried the seed in a thin layer of soil. I had saved the plant species from extinction, now I would just have to nurture and care for it.

If the species was to live, I would have to help this younger, healthier plant produce several offspring. . .

I invited Dash over for some tea. She was young, fit, and known for leaving Ponyville on short notice for weeks to audition, perform, or just cheer on, the wonderbolts. None of the ponies would wonder why she had vanished for a week, or even two if necessary.

I had some tea with Dash before we headed downstairs. I put a mild sedative in her tea just to be safe. Once downstairs, I locked the door behind her. There was little chance of her escaping, since she was not immune to magic like the plant.

“Okay, Twilight, what did you want to show me?” Dash asked. She yawned and shook her head to wake herself up.

“It’s simple, I grew a new species of plant and I wanted you to be the first pony to see it,” I explained.

“Yeah, whatever, sounds like egghead stuff. So, where is it? I’ll take a look then I’m taking that road trip to the Wonderbolts show in Manehatten.”

“It’s right over here, go ahead and take a look at that flower.”

Dash walked forward towards the flower. It began to mimic dash’s colors, much to her amazement. “Twi, how’s it doing that? It’s turning cyan and rainbow!”

The flower petals turned blue at their base, then ran through the spectrum of colors to the violet tips. They mimicked Dash completely, to the point that they managed to form a small cloud and tiny lightning bolt in the center of each petal.

As Dash walked in closer, I observed the plants behavior from a distance and documented it. The vines of the plant went for the legs first, and Dash barely noticed them wrapping around her legs. She was so entranced by the way the petals were turning into the exact same colors as her.

The vines worked their way halfway up each leg before tightening. Once they tightened, Dash took notice. First she glanced down and tugged at her legs, realizing from her hoof to her abdomen the vines had tightened like a vice.

“Twilight? What’s happening!” Dash yelled. She began to struggle against the vines futilely.

“It’s okay, Dash, the plant is just germinating.”

“German what? What’s that mean?” she replied. Fear was overtaking her, and she tried to buck the vines off.

“It means, it’s reproducing.”

“Wait, like sex? No! Don’t let it grab me, quick get me out!” Dash shouted. “This isn’t funny!”

“No.”

Dash looked over at me and flailed against the vines. She then began to scream and flap her wings. The vines held fast as she hovered a few feet off the ground, in complete panic.

I watched as a vine shot up into her mouth, gagging her. She began choking to breathe as this vine was not designed to allow her to breath. Another vine shot up at her wings, tightly binding them together in an incredibly painful position. It pulled them together towards the base, until they were stuck standing straight up. Dash began crying and stopped shouting, as the vines pulled her towards the plant.

The plant held her securely as she whimpered and begged me, pleading with her eyes for release. The vines were slowly dragging her towards the flower and I could see her struggling to breathe. The vine in her mouth slackened, allowing her a breath of fresh air.

I felt like I owed her some explanation. I walked towards the flower, and the many vines on the floor moved out of my way. The plant seemed to know I was it’s mother.

“Dash, don’t panic. The plant needs to use us as a host to reproduce. I gave birth to this plant, and it won’t hurt you. On the contrary, it will show you pleasure like you have never known,” I explained.

Dash kicked and flapped her wings, trying to resist. I saw a small cloud of spores released by the plant. I could smell some of them, and they didn’t seem as strong as the mature plant. As such, Dash was not overwhelmed by the aphrodisiac. She continued to struggle against the plant.

“It’s okay, darling, just seal up around her before you release more spore,” I cooed at my plant. I ran a hoof down one of the petals, and it turned lavender with a pink highlight in response. This plant was mine, and I was its.

I stepped back and watched as the petals slowly rolled up around Dash. It didn’t take them long to seal around Dash, trapping her in there until the plant decided it was time to let her go.

It was fascinating to watch the plant at work. The leaves were translucent and I could see Dash struggling inside. The vines continued to wrap around her, needing extra help to keep her still.

The large phallus of the plant penetrated Dash and I began to notice the last of her resistance fade. Soon, she was fucking the plant with all her might. I watched as the plant petals vacuum sealed themselves around her form, trapping her beyond all doubt.

The blossoms tight against her skin, I could see the vines and every inch of her skin, caressing her. I couldn’t imagine Dash was still resisting, and I stayed for a couple hours to watch the plant at work. Ever so slowly, it turned her desire for escape into a desire to be used by the plant.

It fucked her relentlessly, and after half an hour had planted it’s seed inside her. It continued to screw her until she had come several times. After a few hours, Dash passed out. Only then did the plant relent.

When I checked on them the next morning, I noticed Dash seemed to be waking up. As soon as Dash awoke from her stupor, the plant fucked her back into submission. It seemed to wait until Dash began moving. Each time Dash moved, the plant would fuck her until she fell back asleep.

This continued for three days. Every time Dash woke up, the plant fucked her back to sleep. On the fourth day, the petals uncurled and I watched Dash slide out onto the ground. Her abdomen was swollen and she was covered in the plant’s juices.

I waited patiently for Dash to wake up. She was like a different mare when she awoke. Her eyes were glazed over and she slowly crawled to her hooves. The seed growing inside her seemed to have softened her brash attitude.

“Twilight?” Dash looked up at me like a beaten puppy, so exhausted from her time in the plant.

I walked up to her and petted her messy mane. “Shhh, it’s okay, Dashie. The plant has planted it’s seed inside you. In a week, you’ll give birth to a new plant.”

Dash rubbed her belly, still under the effects of the plant’s spores. “Yes, it feels so good, so full inside me...”

“You can’t tell anypony, Dash, not yet. We need to save this species first.”

“Can I go back inside it? Please?” Dash looked up at me pleading.

“Of course! Once you deliver we will see if the plant recognizes you, and if it can use you to deliver a second offspring! Why, it’ll be an excellent chance to study it.”

Dash smiled and struggled to her hooves. “Mind if I take a nap upstairs? I feel so. . . tired.”

I smiled and helped support her as we walked upstairs. I laid her down in my bed and tucked the sheets in around her. Inside her womb, warm and secure, was the future of this plant. It was my job to keep Dash warm and secure until she delivered the baby.

In time, I would bring all of my friends over and let them experience the wonders of this plant. A part of me screamed to curl up inside the plant right now, but I could not. I had to ensure the plant’s survival first. Then, I could spend every week delivering a new seed.

Author's Note

Not sure if continue or not. What do you think?

Written while drunk, like a boss.
Knighty is probably face palming right now.