Applejack ran down the street, shouting “yee-haw” as she shot out her lasso, tripping Braeburn. “Ah told ya not ta come to Ponyville. Ya belong to me now, cousin.”

“AJ, what’s goin’ on around here?”

She chuckled, commanding a nearby vine to hogtie her cousin. It formed a figure-eight through his hindlegs, then did the same to the forelegs. It pulled tight, digging into his skin, as another vine slid forward and prodded against his mouth.

“Ah’d open up if ah were you.”

He shook his head. Applejack sighed, using a nearby vine to penetrate his ass dry. He screamed in pain, allowing the other vine to enter his mouth and gag him. She then dragged him into an alleyway to finish tying him up.

She’d take him to Gaia, who would decide whether he was fit for breeding, or for dinner.

Pinkie rang the bell as she entered Colgate’s office. “Hiya, Colgate!”

“Pinkie? What are you doing here, this is no time for a check-up. I’m packing and moving to Canterlot.”

Colgate turned back to her luggage, and packed a few more dental tools in beside her other personal belongings.

“Oh, you’re not scared of a few little plants, are you?” Pinkie asked.

“A few little plants?” Colgate turned to face her, anger in her eyes. “I watched one drag my receptionist underground! I’m getting out of here, now!”

“Oh darn, I was hoping you’d stay for the big party. Can I get a hug before you go?”

She sighed. “Yeah, sure.”

Colgate walked over and hugged Pinkie. When she tried to let go, she found her forelegs and neck stuck to Pinkie, as if there had been super-glue coating their fur.

“Uh, Pinkie?”

“Yeah, Colgate?”

“Why are we stuck?”

“Oh, because I’m part plant, and it’s one of those plants that captures prey by sticking to them!”

Colgate laughed loudly. “N-no. . . Really, Pinkie. . . what’d you do?” She calmed down a bit and turned to the nearby mirror, seeing that Pinkie wasn’t smiling.

“I just told you, I’m part plant and I’m gonna absorb you and take you back to meet the other plants! It’ll be so much fun, at least the ones who give themselves willingly seem to have fun. The others are kinda mopey when they get tossed into the pony traps. . .”

“P-Pinkie?” Colgate gasped, trying to pull herself free even as she was knocked onto her back. Pinkie flopped on top of her, pinning her to the ground.

Slowly Pinkie’s sticky fur oozed around Colgate, and she felt herself being enveloped by Pinkie, as if the party pony didn’t have a single bone in her body.

“Gah! No!”

Pinkie giggled, and gave Colgate a big kiss. Their lips fused together, and Pinkie’s mouth slowly flowed over her head, dripping down the side.

Colgate’s thrashing only covered her in even more of Pinkie’s glue-like hair. Less than five minutes later, she’d been completely covered and curled up into a tight ball, in a spot akin to where Pinkie’s stomach would be if she were still a pony.

Pinkie trotted out the front door of the dentist office to deliver another mare to Gaia.

Rarity walked out of the Everfree towards Mr. Cake. He looked scared, and she put on her best smile to comfort him. “Oh, darling, what’s wrong?”

Mr. Cake saw her, and ran towards her. “One of the plants got my wife, and the babies!”

She chuckled. “The plants wouldn’t hurt foals. Besides, I just saw them in the Everfree. They’re safe in a cave hiding with the others.”

“What? Really?” He watched in amazement as Rarity calmly sauntered over some vines towards him.

Rarity brushed her tail along his side, pulling all the stops to seduce the married stallion. “Of course, darling. Why don’t you follow me out to see them?”

“Uh, okay.” Mr. Cake cantered over to Rarity and followed her into the Everfree.

They came upon a large tree, six feet across with a burrow dug underneath it. “They’re in there, Mr. Cake.”

“Thanks, Rarity, you’re a life-saver.”

He stooped down and looked inside, then started to crawl in.

“Oh, I wouldn’t say that yet. . .” Rarity chuckled as she heard him scream. The roots collapsed inward, trapping him, as he was pulled up into the trunk of the plant. “The tree decides if you’re worth keeping or if you become mulch.”

She sat down and levitated out a comb to fix her mane. Seconds later, she heard a guttural scream and the crunching of bones. Blood began to drip out from beneath the bark, as Mr. Cake was turned to a pulp and released into the soil below.

“Darn, at this rate I’ll never get laid.” Rarity giggled and headed back towards town to find a more worthy stallion.

Fluttershy knocked on the door of Time Turner’s house. He had boarded up the windows and managed to keep the invasive plants from breaking in for days. Turner was one of the only ponies who had seen this catastrophe coming, but nopony had believed him. Now, he was one of the last holdouts.

She knew her pheromones wouldn’t get in easily, so she had opted to try the direct approach. Fluttershy screamed, and ran up to the door and began pounding on it. Several vines began to slither across the yard towards her. “Help! Somepony help! The plants are after me!”

A few seconds later she heard something large thud on the floor, and hoof steps walk up to her. “Who’s out there?! I’m armed!”

“Mr. Turner?! It’s me, F-Fluttershy!” She pounded on the door again. “P-please! I’m so s-scared!”

“How do I know this isn’t a trap?”

Fluttershy rolled her eyes, commanding one of the vines to grab her leg and drag her away. “Gah! It’s g-got me!” She screamed again, even louder than before, as she slid through the dirt.

The sound of several deadbolts unlocking reached her ears and she had to hide a smile. A moment later, Time Turner burst out with nothing but a bowtie and a firepony’s axe. He swung it down hard at the vine grabbing Fluttershy, severing it cleanly in two.

Fluttershy winced in pain, her empathic link to the plants transferring some of the pain to her. Moments later, she had been dragged inside the house and laid down on Turner’s couch.

“Are you okay, Fluttershy?” he asked.

She nodded meekly as her pheromones began to fill the air. Turner’s nose twitched as he began to sense them, his mind slowly turning to putty in her hooves. “Yes, thank you.”

“I. . . Anything for a pretty mare.” His pupils had dilated and he leaned forward, hugging Fluttershy and taking a deep whiff of her hair. “My, how have I never noticed that lovely shampoo you use?”

Giggling, she pulled his face down and kissed him, letting her tongue probe his mouth. After a few minutes of kissing, she pushed him back. “Oh, you’re such a lovely stallion.”

Turner nodded, staring blankly at Fluttershy like a lost puppy. She went over to the door and unlocked it, then opened it to let the vines in. He didn’t say a word as they slithered over and began to wrap around his legs.

Fluttershy walked over as they tossed him against the wall, pinning his muzzle open as he screamed in pain. “You shouldn’t have hurt my plants, but I may forgive you.”

Turner began to struggle, as the adrenaline from the painful blow cleared his mind of the haze for a moment. He was powerless to break free as Fluttershy flicked her tail to the side, revealing her dripping marehood to him.

“Lick. Eat me out like your life depends on it, because it does.” As if to prove her point, one of the vines around his hind legs tightened up like a tourniquet, digging painfully into his leg and making Turner wish that the vine would just break his leg and be done with it. He could feel the numbness below the vine, fearing he might lose it.

Turner looked up just as Fluttershy backed up, slamming her pussy against his face. The vines had pinned his jaw wide open, and he had only two choices: suffocate and die, or begin licking.

He wisely chose the latter and began to probe Fluttershy with his tongue. More of the pheromone seeped into his brain and he slowly lost his worries and began to more passionately probe her inner folds.

He knew when his tongue had found her clitoris, because both Fluttershy and the vines tightened their grip on him. She squealed from the light touch, her body having been pumped full of aphrodisiacs by Gaia to ensure Fluttershy’s obedience.

Turner mumbled and turned his head, trying to get his tongue in deeper. Fluttershy’s juices were steadily flowing into his mouth, and he had no choice but to swallow them. The more he drank, the more he overdosed on her pheromones.

Fluttershy screamed as she orgasmed, losing control of the vines. They slid off of Turner, who rolled over and whimpered. His erect dick was hovering there, begging Fluttershy to fuck him.

It took her a moment to realize what had happened, however once she realized she had brainwashed Turner into the perfect fuck toy, she jumped right on him.

Dash walked into the clearing to check on her newest guests. Once she had captured Dust, it only made her more determined to capture the Wonderbolts. They had rejected her application to the team after she went to their academy, so it made sense that she pay them back in kind.

She looked in the middle of the clearing where Soarin had been captured. He had four vines swallowing his four legs, two swallowing his wings, and one on his throbbing member. They wouldn’t actually digest him, but instead had helplessly pinned him to the ground.

Dash had taken great joy in watching him get tormented and teased, never allowed to climax, just like Dust. The only difference, Dash stopped by to make use of Soarin once or twice a day, when she wasn’t too busy helping Twilight capture the rest of the town’s ponies.

“Good afternoon, Soarin.”

“Mmpph!” He rolled his head to the side, where a flower had sealed over his muzzle, gagging him.

“Don’t you enjoy our time together?” Dash ran a hoof up his member, which was sheathed by a green vine, causing it to twitch. “I certainly did.”

“MMMPH!” He struggled as much as he could, but the suction of the vines kept him splayed out, spread eagle, on the grass.

Dash tugged at the vine on his dick, slowly sliding it off. She then plucked a flower from the vine, holding it over the head of his dick. The stamen on the flower wiggled, sliding into his urethra and plugging it. The petals of the flowers then sealed down over it, ensuring that no matter how aroused he got he could not orgasm.

Smiling, she stood over him and sat down on his dick. The vine had lubricated it for Dash, so it only took her a few seconds to bottom out on his cock. Soarin started moaning loudly, no doubt still on the edge of the orgasm he had started to feel building nearly twenty-four hours ago.

His member was still rock-hard, and Dash began to bob up and down on it, enjoying her pet. She felt her own climax fast approaching and slammed herself down on his cock, causing her pussy to spasm. Dash leaned backwards, screaming in ecstasy. A few deep breaths later and she fell to the side, the conditioning of Gaia having rewritten her mind until sex was more addictive than any drug. It was the only ambition Dash had left.

After she recovered, she plucked the flower off the head of his dick, and slid the vine back over it. He started thrashing, upset that he’d been so close when Dash had stopped.

The ground started to rumble as an earthquake shook the small clearing. The amber statue of Dust was knocked over by the shaking, causing the vines to snap as it fell to the ground, severing her airflow.

Dash looked over at her, imagining that the solidly encased pegasus must be panicking right now as she couldn’t breathe. It took her a couple minutes to find another vine the right size, and there was no telling if Dust was alive or dead. If she was alive, at least she had airflow again.

Dash shrugged her shoulders and left her there in the clearing to go check on Twilight and the others.

Thirty Minutes Earlier. . .

Luna had her patience tested for the last time. Instead of knocking, she unleashed a beam of searing-white flames on the door to Twilight’s library, vaporizing it.

The oak tree that had once been the library was nearly three times larger than it used to be and covered in vines. Luna knew something was wrong, as the mail pony Derpy had been the only pony in a town of hundreds that she had spotted so far.

“Twilight?” she shouted in her Royal Canterlot Voice.

Luna trotted forward and looked around, seeing nopony in the spacious library. Next, she turned to the basement door, deciding to use the door handle this time. It swung open and she trotted down the stairs into the basement.

When she reached the bottom her mouth fell agape, both eyes wide open. It was like the old novel Canter to the Center of Equestria. There was a massive subterranean complex full of plant life, fog, and ponies. However, these ponies seemed almost zombie-like as they tended to the plants.

She spotted the pony she was looking for and trotted over to her. “Twilight? What’s going on?”

“Luna, we were expecting you.” Twilight grinned and started to chuckle. “Then again, subtlety was never your strong suit, was it?”

“Twilight?” Luna lowered her stance, sensing something was off. “What has gotten into you?”

“Not what, but who,” Twilight said. She spread her wings and flew into the air, opening her eyes. White light poured forth from them as her horn lit up. “A gift from Gaia. I’m an alicorn now, created in her image just like you and Celestia, except I shall not rise up against the mother of life, Gaia.”

Luna gasped and took a few steps back. “No, Twilight, you don’t know what you’ve done! She is a force of destruction and renewal, not life! Gaia created Discord!”

“No. Gaia created life, and life is entropy. You created Discord when you spurned him and ridiculed him. Gaia gave life to this planet and you foolishly destroyed it, replacing her order with your own, and imprisoning her in the Everfree. . .”

Luna continued to walk backwards, knowing this was a fight she could not win alone. Several roots began to tear themselves out of the ground, trailing dozens of tentacles behind them. They began to form a ring around Luna as more fell from the ceiling or burst forth from the walls.

“Twilight, this is your final warning! Cease this madness!”

“Madness?” Twilight chuckled. “This. Is. Ponyville!”

The ring of tentacles collapsed inward towards Luna, barely giving her time to shield herself with her magic. The tentacles tightened around the magical shield, and Luna saw that each one had millions of sharp barbs on it. Each barb dripped deadly neurotoxins, powerful enough to incapacitate an alicorn.

“No! The rule of the old gods is over!” Luna screamed, causing the chamber to rumble. She took another deep breath, focusing all of her energy into maintaining the shield.

Twilight watched in amazement. No magic should have worked against the plant, and yet somehow Luna had created a bubble around herself that the vines could not penetrate. The scientist in her was running through hundreds of possible explanations. If both she and Celestia had this power, her timetable would have to be changed or Gaia might fail her mission.

Do not worry, Twilight Sparkle, their power is not limitless like ours.

“Yes, Gaia,” Twilight said. She looked back at Luna who was sweating profusely, her magical reserves draining.

Luna continued to fight her way towards the library door, knowing she needed to get word to Celestia. While the power of the moon was enough to repel the plant, only Celestia’s sun could destroy it.

There was a painful scream from Luna as her shield failed: all of her alicorn magic was depleted. The vines slammed into her sides, piercing her skin in thousands of places with the toxic barbs.

She bucked her hind legs hard enough to tear several vines off of the roots they were attached to. The vines flailed around as they fell off her hind legs.

“They have amazing power. Did you truly create them?”

Yes, Twilight. I am the mother of all life.

“What she said about death and renewal was a lie?”

Death and renewal arepart of the circle of life. It is my duty to take the lives of those not fit to live.

Twilight gulped, some small part of her struggling to break the mental barrier in her brain and warn her that she was on the wrong side. Instead, she simply smirked and continued to watch Luna getting subdued.

The vines continued to wrap around Luna. With her magic gone, she had only her strength and healing abilities left. The toxins hadn’t yet taken hold, but with dozens of vines wrapping her up she couldn’t tear them all free.

The vines began to slow down, a layer of frost settling over them. Slowly they froze everywhere they touched Luna, turning to ice, and shattering harmlessly around her. As she emerged from the snowy wasteland she had created near the door, her horn glowed brightly.

“No, this isn’t possible!” Gaia spoke through Twilight, her eyes and horn still glowing in a display of the raw power being fed to her. “You exhausted your powers!”

“A thousand years of exile in the absolute zero of space was a good way to master drawing power from my link to the moon.” Luna’s entire body glowed as she cannibalized her link to the moon, drawing all of the power she could from it. The ground rumbled fiercely under the earthquake, and the roof of the cave started to collapse.

The root system of the many plants struggled to control the cave in, managing to keep it from destroying their brethren. Soon the entire underground greenhouse was exposed to the night sky. The full moon glowed fiercely, and the air temperature had fallen below freezing.

The ground continued to shake, until Luna collapsed, her power spent. She had shrunk in size, closer to that of a normal unicorn.

“Hah!” Gaia said. “That was your plan? To sacrifice your source of power to install a skylight?”

Luna struggled to her hooves as several vines wrapped around her legs and the toxins began to take affect. “No, I have severed my control of the moon. Those tremors were merely the side effect. My moon will crash into Equestria, wiping out you and all life, unless you surrender and sacrifice the Elements of Harmony to me.”

“You’re bluffing!” Twilight landed in front of her, still projecting the voice of Gaia. “You would not dare to sacrifice this planet to kill me.”

“You have always treated us like hosts, but you’re a parasite, Gaia. You will fail. If you defeat Celestia, the moon will wipe you out, and if you attempt to use your power to correct the moon’s orbit, you’ll be too weak to face Celestia.”

A vine wrapped tightly around Luna’s throat, choking her and ending her monologue. She made a coughing sound that was actually her weak laughter. She managed to spit some blood towards Twilight. “Checkmate.”

Twilight was filled with rage. Gaia had bestowed gifts and happiness upon every pony she had touched, and Luna would turn her back on all that for some petty grudge?

Luna watched as she was dragged towards a venus fly trap. This one was lined with razor-sharp barbs, and had hundreds more toxic barbs inside of it. She shrieked in horror as she was tossed inside it. The trap snapped shut, instantly impaling Luna on both sides.

She felt her consciousness fading as the leaf sealed shut and withdrew underground. It would seal her there in suffering for as long as Gaia ruled.

Celestia had gone straight to Shining Armor’s quarters, grateful for the small mercy of him and Cadance being in Canterlot and not the Crystal Empire. She had felt the moon’s orbit decay, and knew in less than a week it would hit Equestria.

There was only one reason she could think of that would prompt Luna to do such a thing, though Celestia was more scared of the reason than the descending moon.

Celestia used her magic and threw the reinforced doors to Shining’s chambers clear off the hinges and across the room. She saw the two in bed, shocked, having just felt the earthquake hit Canterlot.

“Shining Armor!”

“Princess?!” he replied.

“Auntie, what’s going on?” Cadance asked.

“Shining, assemble every pony that can wield a weapon. We ride for Ponyville in the morning.” She turned to address her niece before snapping her gaze back to Shining. “Wait, just to be clear, I said every pony, not just those in the military.”

“I, uh. . . Yes, ma’am!” Shining sprinted out of the room to assemble the guard.

“Celestia, what’s wrong?” Cadance repeated.

“Gaia is back.”

Author's Note

The end is nigh. While I'd love to continue forever, I'm running out of plant rape / plant vore. The hard vore is coming up in the final chapters, as ponies fight Gaia with sword and axe. After that, I'll most likely focus on Vore is Magic. If you liked this, you'll like that story, and it's easier to think of ideas when you're not just limited to plants and vines.

I must say I love this story and the universe it made, so if anyone wants to write an AU fic with tons and tons of plant sex, you have my blessing. I might even have to do a sequel to this myself, set in an alternate universe with a never-ending plant orgy. Praise be to Gaia.