Lazing back in a well-used chair, a thin figure wearing a polo shirt rubbed his stubble thoughtfully. The latest update hadn’t gone as planned. Ever since adding the new Canterlot area to the game, things had been acting up. He’d been putting in extra hours lately to try to iron things out.
“How’s it’s going, Jim?” his supervisor asked, peering over a shoulder at the lines of game code.
“Well, it seems stable enough. I keep second guessing myself. I mean, everything looks good to go, but there’s something I just can’t put my finger on.”
After scrolling through a few windows of code, his boss put a hand on the back of his chair, seemingly satisfied. “It looks good enough to me. I mean, it’s not going to crash or anything. Let’s just put it through live and see what happens.”
“If you’re sure.” The computer coder clicked through to the game’s central server, and started the backup and uploading process. In a few hours at least, he’d know for sure. Rubbing his eyes, he decided to hit the couch for a nap before checking the servers after the update.
A violent shaking roused Jim, his supervisor practically dragging him from the sofa of the break room. “Damnit, wake up! You screwed something up. Take a look at this!”
Bright lights of the hallway forcing the groggy employee to his senses, he could see as soon as they entered the server room that something was horribly wrong. Across the board, all connected players were multiplying a particular pony at a ridiculous rate. He pulled the code for the pony up.
Octavia.
Scratching his head, he pulled up a simulated game, trying to figure out what happened. He was certain he hadn’t missed any characters when he was coding the new Canterlot buildings…
Clicking through menus, he selected the diminutive grey musician, and purchased her, hearing the all too familiar hot air balloon sail into view.
He went back into the store again. Odd. She was still there. He clicked again, and another air balloon sailed in. The more he clicked, the more appeared. Soon a veritable armada of pony airships were blotting out the countryside.
The new characters acted strangely. They all congregated in one area, creating a herd of grey ponies. In the center, a very confused looking Vinyl Scratch pondered her existence.
Jim looked over his shoulder, raising eyebrows at a more and more irate supervisor. He shrugged. “Whoops?”
Waking slowly to the rising sun, Vinyl pulled blankets over her head in a vain attempt to escape the day. It had been a long night. She visited Canterlot only a few times a year, and when she did, she always made the most of it.
Slowly the heat of the sun crept across her body, and the room became too bright to ignore. She sighed, flinging off the blankets, resigning herself to greeting the day. Scratching, she plopped out of bed, trudging down the hallway to the bathroom. The white pony tidied her mane, washing her face with a hot washcloth, wiping the sleep from her eyes. Looking in the mirror, she still looked bleary eyed and tired.
What she really needed was a nice hot cup of coffee.
Clopping downstairs, she saw her friend Octavia packing some things, about to go out to town. Vinyl often stayed with her on her trips to the large city. Turning towards her, Octavia couldn’t help but smile at her friend’s disheveled appearance. “Good morning, Vinyl. Did you have a good night last night?”
Vinyl narrowed her eyes. “Don’t ask.”
Chuckling, Octavia placed her bags over her back. “I won’t, then. Sounds like you had fun.”
“Well, the usual, I suppose,” Vinyl said, leaning against the banister. “The whole place was really packed, and the band was pretty good. I guess I got a little carried away.”
“And had a few drinks I’m sure.”
“Meh, I didn’t get drunk or anything. I’m not even hung over this morning, honest!”
Octavia gave her an incredulous look. “I’m sure.”
“Look, are we still meeting for lunch or what?” Vinyl said, turning away from the grey mare.
“Sure. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to pry,” Octavia said, turning to leave. Halfway out the door, she glanced back as she remembered something. “I almost forgot. I left you some eggs and toast in the oven. I didn’t know when you were getting up but they should still be okay.”
“Thanks Tavi,” Vinyl said as her friend left and closed the door. A little breakfast with her coffee was starting to sound really good.
The streaming sunlight in the white kitchen was nearly blinding for the barely awake pony. She blinked, lowering her head against the offending light. Using her magic, she brought the coffee pot off the stove, retrieving a warm plate of scrambled eggs and toast with butter from the oven. Walking to the kitchen table, she found she could get away from the sun if she sat against the wall.
Vinyl was certainly surprised when she looked up. Octavia sat against the other wall, sipping coffee and looking at her strangely. “Good morning, Vinyl.”
“Um…good morning again,” Vinyl said, confused. She took a sip of the black coffee. It wasn’t very hot, but she had no interest in warming it again. “I thought you left for the day?”
Octavia raised a questioning eyebrow. “No? I’ve been here all morning, waiting for you to get up.”
Vinyl furrowed her brow. It was way too early to be thinking. She raised a fork to her muzzle and took a bite of eggs. She busied herself eating, as Octavia just stared at her with a weird look on her face. She was working on a piece of toast when she felt something graze her leg. Vinyl shifted slightly, thinking it was maybe an accident. She half froze during a long sip of coffee as she felt the other hoof brush her again, this time running up her entire leg and lightly grazing her inner thighs. Octavia smirked at her, holding a coffee cup daintily to her mouth.
“Okaaay. This is getting a little weird, Tavi,” Vinyl said, putting down her fork.
“What’s wrong?”
“You’re just acting really strange, is all.” Vinyl looked down at the table, feeling another hoof caress against her. “We’re just friends, right Tavi? I mean…”
The other mare raised an eyebrow, placing her mug down on the table. “Maybe?”
Vinyl finished her toast, feeling extremely confused. “Alright, well, I’m going to go take a quick shower, maybe we’ll go out for lunch when you’re acting a little more normal.”
Octavia glanced over as the pony left, staring at her flank and uncombed tail. She placed her coffee cup down, and smiled to herself.
Lost in thought, Vinyl sat down in the bathroom on the side of the tub, brushing tangles from her tail as she waited for the tub to fill. A calming warm fog filled the room, and she started to relax, trying to forget the strange contact with her old friend. Working the brush carefully to the base of her tail, she spread legs widely to carefully untangle the sensitive spot.
While brushing, she had a strange feeling come over her. She glanced up, and stared straight into the violet eyes of Octavia, peering in through the crack in the door. A burning moment of embarrassment filled her, as the white pony blushed crimson as she realized her goods were on full display.
“G-get out!” she stammered, crossing legs suddenly. She focused her magic and slammed the door, locking it. “Didn’t anypony tell you to knock first! Sheesh!”
Feeling extremely flustered, the mare turned off the water, climbing into the bath. Trying to calm down, she let the warm water work its magic. She couldn’t help but wonder what was wrong with Octavia. She had seemed so normal earlier. She’d never acted like this before. The cellist was usually very reserved and introverted.
Lost in thought, she closed her eyes, settling back into the warm water. She settled back until only her face and muzzle were outside the bath. Closing her eyes, the pony sighed, deciding to just forget about the odd behavior and try to relax.
She suddenly snapped from her daze when she felt another pony sit on the side of the tub. Eyes opening in surprise, she found Octavia running a hoof through the water, a demure look on her face. “Room for one more?”
The grey pony could sense the shock on her face. She held up a hoof, dangling a small skeleton key on a chain. “I have a key.” She smiled. Without asking again, she placed a leg in the tub, straddling the surprised pony. Vinyl was too shocked at first to react, and Octavia took the opportunity to grind herself hard against the other pony’s sex, before sliding up and resting her flank on Vinyl’s belly.
Vinyl was starting to get annoyed at this very strange behavior. “Tavi, you can’t just barge in here like this. I mean, if you really want to, maybe we could go out to dinner and see what happens…”
Octavia cut her off. She leaned forward, kissing the other mare, forcing her head against the back of the tub. Vinyl felt her soft tongue parting lips, and trying to explore her. Reeling to the side, she pushed hard against Octavia with her hooves, splashing water everywhere and forcing the mare off her. Octavia smirked at her. “My house, my rules, Vinyl.”
Scrambling out from under the other pony, Vinyl jumped out of the tub, angrily taking a towel from the rack. “You are acting completely crazy, Tavi! Just back off, okay?” She toweled herself quickly, while Octavia sat with her hooves in the tub, kicking water playfully. “I’m going upstairs to change. Don’t you even dare!”
Octavia watched her friend leave. She spoke quietly as the mare walked down the hallway. “Oh, I won’t Vinyl. Don’t worry.”
Closing the door to her guest bedroom, Vinyl tried to calm down as she finished drying herself. She combed her mane back into her usually spiky look, a quick and no frills hairstyle. She was just looking for her shades when she noticed a familiar form crouching behind the drapes in the corner. Vinyl let out a frustrated grunt, walking over and pulling the hanging curtain to the side. “Look Tavi, this is getting ridiculous. And how the hell did you get up here so…oh my gods!”
The grey pony was looking up at her, a dreamy look on her face as she buried a hoof in her now very moist pony snatch. She was rubbing herself gently, glancing up at the shocked white mare. Pulling away her hoof, she stood up, moving her face close to Vinyl’s muzzle, until the other mare could feel her lusty hot breath on her nose.
Shocked, Vinyl backed away slowly as the mare approached her. There was a certain look of desire in her eyes that struck her as so unlike her reserved friend.
Octavia held her wet hoof to her mouth, lapping at it hungrily. “Where are you going, Vinyl? I’ll make you feel good too.”
Unsure of how to handle this sudden change of emotion in her friend, Vinyl was surprised as the door opened, and another mare walked in. It was another Octavia. She shook her head at the sight. There was absolutely no doubt about it. Two identical ponies stood before her. The new Octavia walked over and leaned over, licking Octavia #1’s hoof. Vinyl felt like the floor fell out under her. Was this whole morning a dream? Maybe some pony had slipped something in her drink last night?
The two Octavias didn’t seem to care one way or another. They had started making out, wandering hooves caressing each other’s bodies. Dream or not, Vinyl felt her body flush as she watched, unable to look away. Even if it was a dream, this was hot.
The second Octavia broke the kiss, nodding towards Vinyl. “We can’t leave her out. That’s no fun at all.”
Octavia agreed with herself. “Sure. Let’s let her have some fun too.”
Vinyl didn’t feel like fleeing this time. Honestly, she didn’t feel like she knew what to do anymore. If this was a dream after all, she mine as well enjoy herself.
One of the grey mares started kissing the white pony deeply, as her compatriot went right to work on her breasts, suckling them hard as she gave playful licks along her crotch, dampening her inner thighs. Moaning into the other mare’s mouth, Vinyl thrust her hips slowly as she pushed against her.
Nopony seemed to notice when another Octavia walked into the bedroom. Her distress was already visible from her slickened thighs, and she wasted no time. Nuzzling against the other pony buried between two white thighs, she shared the other breast, taking turns lapping at the sensitive skin between. Two manes tickled Vinyl’s inner thighs as she felt both mares sucking her nipples hard. She cried against the Octavia kissing her, feeling her knees buckle as the foursome feel on the bed in a large pony pile.
Feeling her make out partner dry humping her bed, Vinyl reached down to rub her clit, making her moan against her muzzle, nibbling Vinyl’s lip as she pressed her thighs against the other mare. The other two Octavias had spread her legs wide, and had started giving the white pony a tongue bath as they lavished her legs with their tongues. Stretching as far as she could, Vinyl presented all of her body to them, urging them farther. They reached out seeking hooves to each other, pleasuring each other as they lapped at the white fur.
Vinyl was quite surprised when she realized another Octavia had appeared. Her lust addled brain wasn’t about to complain. She looked down, seeing three grey mares now servicing her. The new Octavia had started at her sensitive chest, kissing her as she massaged erect nipples. One grey mare had reached her destination, lapping around Vinyl’s tail until finally rimming her gently, teasing her small anus. She never had done anything like this before, but the white pony was soon into it, feeling her muscles tense as the other pony kissed and teased all around the tight opening.
Her next lover had reached her inner thighs too, but decided on another hole. Lapping around moist labia folds, she tasted the other mare, before plunging her tongue inside. Vinyl arched her back at the sudden intrusion, head rearing back as she felt a spasm of pleasure roll through her body. The Octavia kissing her switched to her neck, nuzzling her while sucking on the delicate fur.
The new Tavi had moved from her breasts, and now was flicking her erect clit with her soft tongue. Each taste would send off the white mare, causing her to thrust against the grey muzzle of her lover. Smiling, she moved down, to join the other grey pony eating her out. She fought over the hole like a hungry animal, the two ponies trying to bury their tongues as deeply as possible. The third Tavi between her legs drove her tongue deep inside the mare’s ass. “Shit! Aaangggghhh!” Vinyl stiffened as she cried, powerful orgasms flooding over her, one after another. Her snatch winked uncontrollably, literally spraying her cum on the greedy mares between her legs. Moans of delight came from all three, as they pulled away to share a three way kiss, sharing Vinyl’s juices as they rubbed sticky muzzles together. Rubbing each other as they kissed, the three were soon rolling around on the floor in a grey fluffy pile of pure pony pleasure.
Vinyl flopped back onto the bed, letting the intense orgasm subside. Her make out partner rubbed against her, nuzzling her neck affectionately as Vinyl caressed her inner thighs absently, trying to catch her breath. A panting grey pony looked up at her, begging for release. With a giggle, Vinyl flipped her on her back, diving on her pussy. Sucking her clit as hard as she could, she brought the mare to a sudden, jolting orgasm, enjoying the other pony bucking against her muzzle.
Feeling pleased she had helped her partner, Vinyl finally rolled off the bed, wiping marecum from her face. Taking stock of the room she was shocked and suddenly extremely aroused. The entire room seemed to be packed with sexually deprived Octavias. Several had formed a daisy chain on the carpet, moaning as they formed a perfect grey circle of writhing oral bliss. The three mares that had just pleasured Vinyl moments ago were all laying at her feet, rubbing hooves wildly against each other’s nethers, sloppily kissing each other.
A possibly new Octavia walked into the room, loudly exclaiming she had found some toys. Plopping down on the bed, she took it on her own to distribute them. Six identical grey ponies trotted over, each taking a toy from the box. Seemingly thinking as one, they all looked at each other, then looked over at Vinyl Scratch, eying her like hungry wolves.
“W-wait a minute here, fillies, let’s not get carried away or anything…” Vinyl stammered as she backed away slowly.
A nearby Octavia was brandishing a rather long, black object that resembled a slender musical note with a tapered end.
‘That figures.’ Vinyl muttered under her breath. She felt her rump bump into a dresser. She spotted another mare with an ominous looking string of beads in her teeth. Another Octavia, this one holding a large, flopping phallus, suddenly jumped to the front of the group.
“Get her!” She yelled, with impressive diction considering the huge wang she held in her mouth. Vinyl fell backwards as the pony mob jumped her, pinning legs to the ground as the started caressing her body. Any inhibitions she felt were fading fast as the pure sexual thrill of the situation flowed into her again.
She immediately felt seven pony tongues on her fur, kissing her all over, as greedy muzzles sometimes nipped or pinched her softly. A pony was back around her ass, kissing the sensitive skin under her tail as soft fur brushed her anus and pussy, tickling her. Pink pony tongues lavished her breasts, lapping all over before flicking the nipples carefully.
The Octavia holding the musical note was working it slowly inside Vinyl, using the flared end to push against the upper part of her sex, sending ripples of pleasure through her groin as the other mare worked it in and out. The base was angled perfectly to tease the slit when it was fully inside. Vinyl felt herself arching her back, trying to take the small object deeper inside.
The anal invader Tavi was busy loading her beads inside Vinyl’s puckered hole, licking each one before stuffing them in. She rimmed the other mare in between, before popping another inside. The strange fullness made the white mare grind her flank into the ground, ass spasming slightly each time the plastic orbs would rub against the buried note. Before long, the pony had buried all eight inside, and thrust her tongue in for good measure, making sure they jostled around just enough.
“I think she certainly can handle more than that!” One pony exclaimed, pulling the music note out suddenly, eliciting a gasp from the white mare. Music note Octavia was pushed out of the way, and the grey pony with the large stallion cock and another with an egg shaped device took her place. Sliding the flared tip of the member in, Vinyl gasped at the sudden fullness. Several pony hooves carefully rotated and worked the large shaft in deeper, as the egg bearing pony pushed a button, activating the trapped parasprite inside, causing the device to vibrate furiously. She held it in the valley between Vinyl’s breasts, watching her fuzzy chest rise and fall faster and faster.
Feeling the large dildo rub against the beads brought a grunt from the prone mare, but she soon settled her ass back on the carpet as the shaft hilted in her, filling her up. Expert hooves twisted it slowly, rubbing it against the trapped beads. Vinyl started thrusting her hips in the air as she neared her climax again. Taking her cue, the egg Tavi placed the toy right on her swollen clit, grinding it against the thrashing pony.
“Oh…oh…ahhhhh, gods, here it comes!” The mare cried, driving her head against the carpet as she reared her hips in the air, clamping hard on the rubber shaft. She contracted her muscles so hard, she pushed it out with an audible pop, and the pony holding it looked on in shock as a flood of mare juices followed it, cascading onto the rug. Vinyl kept writhing in pleasure for a minute more, all the while a dedicated Octavia was eating out her ass and holding the vibe on her winking clit.
Vinyl lay gasping on the floor, making soft mewling noises as she stared at the ceiling. Her body still was awash with the powerful orgasm. Her legs were almost feeling numb, and her entire inner thighs felt cool in the air, drenched in her cum. She reached a hoof down, enjoying the feelings from her oversensitive snatch as she rubbed it slowly.
She was snapped out of her dreamy state as an Octavia shooed her hoof away. “It’s okay, Vinyl, let me do it.” She started massaging the entire area, making sure to go slowly. Vinyl laid back and let her go to work.
It didn’t take long before the others had joined in too. Vinyl couldn’t be sure, but there seemed to be more now. Had there been twelve in here before? She now seemed to have ponies clamoring all over here, eager to test all the new found toys. Vinyl felt a tickle as somepony attached something to her nipples, only to feel a powerful vibration on them a moment later. “H-hold on, I think you’re going a little far, I’m getting a little tired, and…” She was cut off mid-sentence by a grey pony slapping a pair of furry handcuffs on her, effectively restraining her forehooves to the nightstand. She looked at the instruments with a look of incredulity. “Really, Tavi? Really?”
She had little time to think. Another grey mare had found a smaller dildo and was slowly pushing up Vinyl’s throbbing ass. Another dove in and was licking her entire sensitive snatch, pulling lips wide open and working her soft tongue against the small urethra, before licking hard against her hood of skin and coaxing her clit out before suckling on it carefully with skilled lips. The white pony strained hard against the cuffs as her body stiffened, her whole body getting worked up all over again.
Somepony had dribbled a slippery oil on the anal dildo, and a delighted Tavi could now work it deep inside. She spun it as fast as she could, and Vinyl bucked hard against it, a determined Octavia holding on to her clit as she moved wildly. She reached the thin music note from before and stroked it along her slit, before finally thrusting it in, rubbing it hard against the pony’s g-spot. “Shit!” Vinyl cried, arching her back at the prodding, completely losing control of her legs as her entire body became one hot ball of pleasurable sensations.
Two sleep deprived programmers watched anxiously as the servers came back up. Tentatively looking at their test screen, all the Octavias were gone from Canterlot, save for the original. They pulled up the store. None in stock there either. Looking at each other and nodding, they agreed; the glitch was fixed.
“Well that was a clusterfuck,” Jim said to his supervisor.
A panting Vinyl Scratch let her head flop back, ready for her climax. She kept thrusting against her partner, trying to finish. Getting frustrated, she looked around.
There was nopony there.
“Huh?” She gasped, feeling her sexual high rapidly dissipate as she tried to make some sense of this whole thing. Surely there had been at least twelve Octavias here a moment ago. Or how else would she be handcuffed to a nightstand, sticky from head to toe with a dildo rammed in her ass? She struggled to free herself, only to find the toy cuffs were surprisingly well made.
While struggling, she heard hoofclops in the hallway. “Oh thank god, I wondered where you all…” Octavia walked into the room. The real one. With the saddlebags and her groceries she gathered during her errands. “…went.”
Grocery bags dropped to the ground, spilling apples and celery as they split open. A shocked grey mare looked at the room, saw her very private sex toys strewn about, glistening with marecum. The carpet was absolutely soaked with…fluids. A very disheveled looking, sticky pony was handcuffed…somehow…to a nightstand, a familiar looking plastic object sticking out of her. Octavia closed her eyes, sighed, and kept walking down the hall, leaving the groceries.
Vinyl yelled to her as she walked away. “Come on Tavi! This isn’t the worst thing you’ve caught me doing!”
