Dash came over a week later once her stomach was swollen. It was hard to hide the swelling from the other ponies, and many thought she had been knocked up. Still, that was an easy problem to fix. I led her down to the basement to a new area of the greenhouse I had prepared. As soon as she was done, we could invite our next visitor down.

I watched as she laid writhing over the hole in the ground. She seemed to be having more trouble than I did delivering the seed through her pussy. I wondered if she was a virgin too, though I figured she had many sexual partners.

I watched her writhe around in ecstasy and found myself with a hoof on my clit, rubbing slowly up and down. To see her planting a seed in my greenhouse was magical. She clearly appreciated the gift I had given her. It took all my willpower not to curl up in the blossom of the plant in my basement right now and let it ravage me.

Eventually Dash began to slow down and lay still. I walked over and looked below her and sure enough, there was a seed in the ground. It was covered in the juices from the inside of her pussy.

I smiled and pulled Dash over to a small sofa in the corner of the room. She was out cold, sleeping. The birthing had been much harder on her than it had been on me.

It wasn’t long until I went back to check on the seed and found out why Dash had such a difficult time. She had delivered twins. Two seeds sat in the dirt. I took one out and planted if six feet away, and buried both seeds. Soon I would have three plants, and I could exponentially improve the reproductive rate of my plants.

I looked at Dash who was smiling and drooling into the pillow. I decided to bring down my next visitor early, and get a new seed germinating. Soon I would be germinating three ponies at a time, and I wasn’t sure yet if Dash was an exception the rule or not.

You see, Dash kept quiet about what the plant did to her. I was not sure if this was because the plant was that good at fulfilling her sexual desires, or if it had to do with the pheromones.

I choose Pinkie Pie to be the next victim because if she did tell ponies a plant fucked her, they wouldn’t believe her. They’d say it’s just “Pinkie Pie being Pinkie Pie.”

She came over for tea, just as oblivious as Dash. I didn’t even bother to spike her tea this time. Once i had her down in the basement I locked the door, and she didn’t even notice Dash sleeping on a sofa in the corner.

I went over near Dash, where I had a vibrating butt plug. Once Pinkie was secure, I’d insert it and enjoy the show.

“Oh cool! You totally got a plant with pink petals just like me! It’s so super awesome!” Pinkie bounced around the plant and it had trouble catching her with the vines.

“Calm down, Pinkie, so you can enjoy it.”

“Oh,” Pinkie said. She slowed down and walked towards the plant. As it released spores, she breathed them in deeply. “Oh,” she moaned.

The most incredibly thing happened. Pinkie laid down on the floor with a smile on her face. “Twilight, this plant smells lovely.”

I watched as vines slithered towards her. They slowly wrapped around her legs, as more of the spores were released into the air. Pinkie didn’t put up a fight as Rainbow had. The younger plant was able to release a more powerful spore, it would seem.

I watched as the vines wrapped around her chest and legs. One of them even began to probe her pussy, and she began to buck against it. I could clearly see that the plant’s aphrodisiac was having a much stronger effect on her.

“Oh—Twilight. . . this—this is incredible!” Pinkie said. She began moaning as the plant lifted her up into the air. “Tell—tighter, please! Twilight, tighter!”

It was clear she was well under the influence of the plant, and the plant was happy to oblige. I could see the vines tightening around her, and even from this distance the spores were having an effect on me and Dash. While she was sleeping, her hooves were slowly rubbing against her clit. I could barely keep my hooves off myself.

I watched as Pinkie was lowered onto the phallus of the plant. It slid up into her dripping wet pussy in one smooth motion. She wasn’t resisting like we had, and seemed happy to be used by the plant.

With the aphrodisiac in the air, I lubed up and slit a butt plug and dildo into my ass and dripping pussy. There was no reason I couldn’t enjoy this too.

I watched as the plant’s petals wrapped up tightly around Pinkie. She looked like a sculpture crafted out of soft green fabric. Each millimeter of her skin, tail, and mane, were plastered against the plant’s blossoms. The thin vines binding her hooves behind her back, and to her stomach, were the only bulges against the curves of the blossom.

As the fire inside myself built, I could imagine how great Pinkie must feel. Since she had put up so little fight, she must have experienced the full strength of the aphrodisiac. She was trembling and quivering against the tight petals of the flower. I was able to see the vine in her mouth continue to slither down inside her, and I imagined it penetrating her stomach.

The plant bucked her relentlessly up and down on it’s member. A seed, large than the last two, seemed to work itself up into her. I wondered if it was triplets, or just one abnormally large seed. The plant seemed to feed off the strength of her orgasm, thrusting deeper and filling her more completely.

About this time I lost focus on the plant. I could not ignore the vibrating toys in my own pussy. I slumped against the sofa and moved a hoof to massage my clit. While Pinkie enjoyed the orgasm from the plant, I enjoyed the orgasm from the vibrating sex toy I had buried deep inside me.

There was no reason I should not enjoy this as much as Pinkie or Dash, so I allowed myself to cum, and rode the orgasm as long as possible. I then curled up with them still vibrating on the lowest setting, and took a nap.

When I woke up, Dash and Pinkie were both awake.

“Dashie, what happened?” Pinkie asked.

Dash smiled. “It’s okay, the plant has chosen you to deliver it’s offspring. I’m proud of you, Pinkie, I wish it was my turn,”

“Thanks, Dash, but what should I do now? Will the plant let me go inside it again?”

I watched from the sofa, amazed. The aphrodisiac of the plant seemed to have done more than just make them horny. It had conditioned them, and they geniuinely wanted to get fucked again and again by the plant. With two young plants already germinating in the dirt, and the mature plant, I would soon be able to satisfy three ponies at one time.

“Pinkie, I’m sure soon Twilight will let us come over weekly.” Dash smiled and pet her mane with a hoof.

This was exactly what I wanted to see, so I walked over to Pinkie and Dash. “Girls, I’m so happy you understand. Soon we will save this species, and every pony will be able to use them as much as they want. I know you want to go again—so do I. I promise, once the first three plants are mature we will all have some fun. We need to find out how quickly the plant can orgasm, after all, and the best way is to bring a few nubile young mares down here.”

Pinkie smiled. “So, after I deliver this seed, you promise I can go again?”

“Yes, Pinkie, and I’ll find a way to make it even better.”

I smiled as she fell asleep in Dash’s hooves. Dash helped me lift her and carry her to the sofa. This plant was clearly having a lingering effect on Dash, and I was grateful it was not also controlling my mind. At least I knew this was all for the greater good of the plant.

Author's Note

More plant? More Pony? Sure! I'm not crazy, I'm drunk!