“I'm so very glad you asked Miss Sparkle.” The serpentine chaos spirit tapped Twilight's horn, soaking in the glare the mare shot at him, “It's very simple, the game begins now and will last until all but the last of you are eliminated. That could take hours, days, weeks, or even-”

“Wait vun minute, schweinehund!”

All eyes turned to a trio of ponies emerging from the crowd, head by a blue pony in a gaudy, eccentric dress and white bob-cut. She glared daggers at Discord thought he rosy lenses of her aviators, “Mein clients do not have veeks! Der train to Las Pegasus comes in a few days und it vill not vait for us!” The famous, and loud, Photo Finish stood in the center of the tent, telling off the self proclaimed 'God of Chaos' like he were some paparazzi whom she caught trespassing. The model Fleur de Lis and singer Sapphire Shores flanked her, evidently her clients.

Twilight looked at the trio, surprised to see the three famous ponies here in town, Rarity however sighed, “I'm afraid it's my fault they're here, sir Fancy Pants asked me to entertain them and Hoity during their time in Ponyville. It's a scheduled stop on the way to their photo shoot at the Las Pegasus' sign and when Sapphire heard there was some sort of venue in town, well... she insisted on a surprise public appearance..”

Discord fell over laughing in mid air, “Oh, oh well I'm very sorry. Of course the three of you can leave... have fun walking however as I'm afraid the train tracks leading to and from town have all had some unfortunate accidents. Marauding creatures from the Everfree can be so inconvenient, no?”

As the well dressed pony fumed the dazzling Pony of Pop herself walked over to her, placing a hoof on the angered pony's shoulder “Photo, chill baby. I know show biz and he's just trying ta build up tension. This'll probably done in an afternoon.” she smiled to Photo as the mare harrumphed, seemingly pacified by her client, assuming she wasn't simply fuming silently now.

“Thank you!” The chaos god grinned, “May I continue? Good! Now, the game is a game of carnal pleasures and fun. One that'll leave all but one of you enthralled by the savage passion of a male who can take what he wants and leave you full to the brim. A dashing, powerful rogue who can-”

“Get to ze point alveady!”

Discord once more glared at the photographer pony, “Very well, spoilsport. The last one of you left un-impregnated wins the contest, and the most fabulous prize you could imagine. The rest of you will become the slaves of whoever impregnated you. In the meantime all of you have had your fertility boosted to the point where even a drop of cum is enough to knock you up. That straight to the point enough for you Miss Fussyskirt?”

No sooner had Discord made his announcement as confusion and panic began to spread through the assembled crowd of mares. Twilight was the first to speak up, “That's sick even for you, Discord.” the glare she shot at him was one of pure hatred, one that could only come from someone whose family was now in danger. Her immediate thoughts were of her mother standing next to her, and Spike stuck in the town hall, neither of whom she had anyway to protect at the moment.

“Yes, well you go a thousand years without a touch of pleasure and see how sick your mind gets, Magic butt.” he smirked and stuck his tongue out at Twilight, blowing a raspberry at her. Then he stopped, his mouth curling into a deranged grin, “Oh wait, I'm fairly should you would if you could. Well then, it's a good thing I came along when I did.”

“He's kind of got ya there, Twi.”

“Pinkie!” Rarity looked at her friend incredulously, “This is serious! I mean how many of those stallions would kill to have moi as their own?”

“Oh come on, I know they like to think with their littler head, but a lot of the males in town are good guys. They won't go along with this.” Pinkie smiled innocently at the group, still cheery as ever despite this terrible news. Though Twilight paused, she had a point. The most likely offenders would be Hoity Toity and Filthy Rich, assuming the latter was even present, but the other stallions in town would surely help and protect them, after all some of these ponies grew up together, and others – Discord's laughter suddenly cut off Twilight's train of thought.

“Oh that is adorable. You were always my favorite Pinkie, so quick with a joke.” he smirked, his eyes then swirled, the beautiful colors enthralling the females assembled in the tent, “Did you forget I can do this? I'm not even putting enough power behind these beautiful eyes of mine to hypnotize the fillies and you still can't look away.” The swirling stopped, a small act but one that slightly eased the assembled mares and fillies, “The males of your town are having their lovely little minds rearranged right now. Their inhibitions lowered, their libidos increased, and each one being retaught to see mares as the inferior sex.” The panic spread further among the mares, Pinkie's sunny idea being immediately cast down by the chaotic being floating above them. “Now, the looks of pure dread on your faces are absolutely adorable, but I'm sure you'll want to know how I've leveled the playing field for you ladies.”

“Wait, you're actually giving us a fair shot?” Rainbow snorted, “Didn't expect that.” She soon found her muzzle being cupped by Discord several feet off the ground.

“Oh but Dashie, Dashie, Dashie.” as if on cue he then dropped the pegasus, “It wouldn't be a game if I just poofed you into a room full of horny stallions would it.” He smirked as he moved to snap his fingers, a sudden fear filling Rainbow Dash's eyes. The draconequus stopped just before the snap occurred, “Oh that look on your face little Dashie. Worth every dramatic second.” The crazed beast then burst into a fit of giggles, much to the irritation of his prank's victim.

“If dat's da case, where'd ya send Scoots?” A pudgy brown filly with red hair stood beside her cousins, now having finally found the courage out of sheer concern for her friend. “Ya did just what ya said ya wouldn't do ta her, didn't ya?”

Discord's laughter intensified, “Oooh, don't worry little Apple-san. Your friend is, as I said, completely fine. I even made it so the stallions don't realize she has mare parts. I'm sure you'll see her again real, real soon.” his maniacal grin almost seemed to widen again, despite how much of his face it already took up, “Now, if I may continue? No more interruptions? Good! Now.” He held out his lion paw, a box with an odd symbol sat in it. A circle with arrows jutting from the center, something Twilight recognized from a book, the Cult of Chaos' holy symbol. “This is my gift to you ladies. Well, gift or curse. Or both really! These boxes contain 'blessings', but rather they benefit you or...” he moved the box downward, toward his crotch, sunglasses appearing on his face for some odd reason, “The stallions hunting you, well... that's up to chance.”

“What kind of blessings?” Twilight Velvet stepped up beside her daughter, the older mare getting an odd look from her offspring, “Daring and I dealt with this kind of thing a lot when we were a team, Twilight. Don't think your mother can't hold her own anymore.”

At that, Rainbow Dash blinked, turning away from Discord and his 'goodie box'. “Wait.... Daring? You don't mean Daring Do. I mean you can't really, right?” she looked at Twilight, who chuckled nervously, “.... Right?”

Twilight blushed furiously, “Well, my mother does know Daring Do, yes. I can't quite tell you how well they-”

The elder Twilight sighed, “Dear, you may have a younger sibling on the way soon due to a deranged, ancient being of chaos, I think you can tell your friend I adventured with Daring when we were in college and rewrite her journals to fictional stories for her.” She looked back to Rainbow, “The poor mare doesn't quite have the knack for writing that I do, but she's far better at recording her exploits on the fly than I was.”

Rainbow's jaw hit the floor and in a flash she had grabbed her friend by the shoulders, “When were you going to tell me this!?”

Discord cleared his throat, “Ladies, please... You.” He pointed at the older mare with a slight glare, “I don't know if I like you or not yet. Anyway!” the box and sunglasses both disappeared, “In these little containers you can find such fun things as 'Get Out of Maternity Free' Cards!” A large card appeared on the stage of a baby Discord with a large X over him, “A teleportation scroll that will take you to safety, or even a scroll that'll turn any stallion chasing you at the time into a mare. Not only will this bring them over to the mare's side, but every one of you they've impregnated will be freed from their servitude and placed back in the game, baby free.” He snapped his fingers once again, a new box appearing in place of the oversized card, “However like I said these boxes won't just help you, some of them may summon tentacle monsters to impregnate you, some might tie you down to make it easier for stallions to have a go, and a few might even make those lovely crotch balloons you ponies have swell up with milk of various flavors.” he laughed, looking directly at Rarity, “Which, for some of you might be more a blessing than a curse.” the elegant mare turned her nose up defiantly at the beast of chaos, still he continued “Some will even drag new mares into the game or randomly switch an uninvolved male to a very involved female. I'll even toss my own name in for that last one, just for funsies. If you want a little revenge, feel free to keep looking for it. I'm sure you'll defeat me that way.” He laughed darkly and Twilight quickly ran the numbers in her head, they would need to gather hundred of those boxes to defeat Discord that way, and even then that was probably being generous.

She of course began wondering if they could move the boxes to the library and open them somewhere safe where she could ward off some of the more dangerous 'prizes', but her thoughts were interrupted by Discord continuing “Of course there's a few surprises left that I haven't mentioned in both categories, so do feel free to try your luck ladies. Oh, but a few more things about these boxes, the stallions and enslaved mares can't use them and they can't be moved. The moment you touch one if goes off, I've of course left some surprises in them unmentioned, but you can worry about those later.”

“Alright, now tell us why the rest of us care about this stupid game.” a loud voice came from the back of the tent. It belonged to a gray furred mare with a messy purple mane and silver ear piercings, Twilight had noticed her around town before but she never approached. She never seemed particularly friendly or welcoming, which was odd for the normally overly joyous townsfolk of Ponyville. When she asked, Applejack claimed she was a waitress at a local bar who always seemed to be annoyed at one thing or another, while Rainbow pretty much claimed to avoid her whenever she could, apparently finding the mare abrasive. “You're holding some kid hostage, whoop-de-fucking-doo. What's the prize?”

A very angry Rainbow was soon trying to make her way over to the big mouthed mare, held in place once more by Applejack, screaming at her not to talk about Scootaloo like that. Discord simply smirked, of course “Well, you can leave, however leaving means your forfeit. Which means you get the honor of being impregnated by yours truly. If you'd like to go that route, you need only speak up.” His tone was sickeningly sweet and sing song as he finished that sentence, knowing the indignant mare would scoff at the advance, “As for the prize, well... we'll get to that later. Now, if there are no more questions, the final rules. One! You can't tell anyone not involved in this little game of ours about it, two! No contacting anyone outside of Ponyville about anything related to our fun. Three!” he looked specifically at Twilight for this, a talon bopping her nose, “No using magic to switch your gender back.”

Twilight wiggled her nose, fighting back a sneeze as Discord moved away from her, “I can't even do that!”

“Just making sure, Miss 'Element of Magic', and finally four! None of you can leave the area until you're either eliminated from play or one of you ladies stands victorious and untouched. Breaking a single one of these rules will result in a Penalty Game of sorts. Now, any more questions before I give you all one final gift?” He looked over the crowd, some glaring daggers at him, others cowering, and some not sure how to feel.

“I have a question.” Cup Cake stepped forward, looking nervous, “What about family members and husbands that are coming into town after this 'game' starts. Will they be able to... to claim us even though they aren't part of the competition?”

“Yes they, sadly, will. Any stallion can claim you if they get to your first, part of the contest or no. Including your 'loved ones'.” he rolled his eyes, “If you wanna be boring like that... but fair warning, if too many of you find a 'nice guy' and have him get you out of this game, I will drag not only you back into it but him as well. Also, animals don't count, but non-pony races do. I do love a good hybrid. Alright then!” with another snap of his fingers a flash forced he various females there to close their eyes, reopening them to see the words 'DiscordUI.exe Loading...' dancing in front of their eyes.

“A little heads up display I cooked up for you all. Borrowed the idea from a pegasus with some weird decor on his wings, but I feel it's the easiest way to do things don't you?” Everything seemed normal after the loading screen disappeared though, nothing replaced it for the mares, “Now! That will display information on this little tournament when it's relevant. When one of you is eliminated, when one of you is placed back in the game, or when someone new joins the fun. It will also tell you how close the stallion 'engaged' with you is to finishing and give you a view of your lose in action when he finishes the deed.” he laughed a bit, “It'll also give you clear HD footage of the act, be thankful I spared no expense on these.” A wrapped present appeared on the mares 'DiscordUI' at that point, “As for the winner, well...” A drum roll came from nowhere as the box opened, then disappeared revealing a question mark, “As a creepy guy once said to a bunch of kids he lured into his factory, the best kind of prize is a surprise. Only the winner needs to worry about it. Now, au revoir my little ponies! Do try and avoid getting raped too fast, I watch to enjoy watching this play out.” With that Discord disappeared once more in a bout of roaring, maniacal laughter.

Applejack was the first to break the silence, stepping over to Twilight, “Sugarcube, please tell me ya'all have a plan to deal with this?” Twilight had to pause before answering, she'd never seen this much worry on AJ's face before. She remembered Big Mac was in the town hall with the other stallions, having his personality stripped away and replaced with that of a perverted rapist, and there she, Babs, and Apple Bloom stood, even the fillies as fertile as a mare gone into heat.

Twilight looked around at the others,each of them staring directly at her, waiting for the local genius' plan. The various out of town ponies seeming to have caught onto Twilight being the leader here, either thanks to recognizing her, having heard Discord call her the Element of Magic, or simply due to sheer desperation. Of course even Mayor Mare was looking to her for guidance, an act that likely helped cement the lack of complaints. She took a deep breath, “Alright, we don't have much time. First, everyone get somewhere safe, lock your doors, and don't open them for anyone, whether you know them or not. If your room mate's one of the guys who've been changed by Discord, find somewhere safe. A friend or family member you an stay with. Only leave if you absolutely must.”

“What about Spike, dear?” Velvet looked at her daughter, “You can't just throw him out because of what Discord's done. The little dragon is family.”

“I know mother, and I have a plan for getting Spike to safety, don't worry.”

“What about us?” Apple Bloom looked up at Twilight, “Big Mac's been changed, what are we supposed ta do?”

Twilight looked at Applejack as she pulled her sister close to her, “Big Mac'll be fine in the barn for awhile... we just... have ta be patient while Twilight figured out a way ta stop Discord's magic.” AJ looked at her friend, “Ya can stop him, right Twi?”

The purple unicorn nodded, “I'm definitely going to try. For now though, Rarity. Go find Zecora and-”

“I am here, my dear friend.” Zecora walked toward Twilight, “And my help, I am eager to lend.”

Twilight frowned, “I was hoping you might be safe from this, but... no, it doesn't matter. I need you and Rarity to find some way to protect the two while I work on my solution. Special clothing, zebra magic, anything you can figure out.”

Rarity smiled reassuringly at her friend, though Twilight could see the look of dread hidden in her eyes, “You can count on me, Darling. Between Zecora and myself, it should be easy to stop that hooligan in his tracks.”

“Alright, that's our plan then. Now we likely don't have a lot of time before the stallions are released. Everyone keep safe for as long as you can.” With that, the mares made for the tent flaps and went their separate ways, Zecora and Rarity heading for the zebra's hut while Rainbow followed Twilight and her mother.

“Sssssooo... what was Daring Do like when she was in College?” Rainbow grinned bashfully at Twilight Velvet, who gave a chuckle.

“A lot like she is now really. Kind of a loner unless you get to know her, stubborn, but always three steps ahead of everyone else.” Velvet's smile turned into a slight frown, “I kind of wish she were here now. Chances are she'd have had Discord beat within minutes....”

As Rainbow and her mother chatted Twilight's thoughts turned to her friends, their family, and most of all to Spike. The last time Spike became obsessed with greed, he nearly destroyed the town. Could a Spike obsessed with Lust be worse, and if he is, would that mean her plan endangers Celestia? She knew she had to take the chance, but it still worried her, and she would never forgive Discord if the little drake was hurt. For now though, they needed to find someplace safe, and in Twilight's mind the library was perfect.

Author's Note

Whelp, this took longer than I expected. Sorry about that! Well, now that Dissy's explained the rules, if anyone would like their OCs in the story, feel free to toss me a PM. I won't be accepting all of them, but there definitely will be some. Credit for the trap idea goes to Regreme, thanks for the help with that!

On a different note, sorry for any spelling mistakes, grammar issues, or pacing problems. As it stands I could use some extra editors as the best one I know is unwilling to help with porn fiction. Toss me a PM if you'd like to help.