This is it, Comet Tail thought, this is how I die.

Comet Tail hung upside down, trapped with Cherry Berry in a thorny, black vine, while Discord sat next to them. He could feel the blood rush to his head as his hind legs began to go numb.

“Help,” They both cried, “Help!”

I can’t die like this. I haven’t gotten to Mr. Hearth’s Warming Eve yet.

The thought of his Royal Guard Calendar sent a shiver down his spine. He was at November. And oh what a November it was.

In the calendar, the two stallions were twin brothers – grey unicorn guards, wearing nothing but their helmets and white stockings. They sat on a table, surrounded by a cornucopia of food. One was nibbling on a banana with his eyes closed, while the other was lying on his stomach, his tongue licking at a bowl of ice cream. They both stared into the camera with knowing expressions.

Long Mount and Bronco Greywing… Sweet Celestia, Comet Tail thought, if you let me get through this, I swear I’ll live every day serving-

“Discord.”

Comet Tail's eyes squinted. Twilight Sparkle didn’t so much shout as much as spoke in a level of annoyance, as though she had expected the draconequus to do this. Nonetheless, the vine around them disappeared, and Comet Tail fell to the ground. As soon as the feeling returned to his hind legs, he ran. The vines were everywhere and they all seemed intent on wrapping themselves around him. He turned the corner and ran down an alleyway, but the vines were there as well. He continued to run through the back streets of Ponyville.

Mental note, Comet Tail thought, move to Seaddle. You never hear of anything ever happening in Seaddle.

As he was thinking, Comet Tail ran into a piece of metal. He fell backward and looked up. He shook his head to make sure he wasn’t seeing double. He wasn’t. Two grey unicorn guards stood in front of him, one of which was now inspecting the armor that he had run into.

“Citizen,” The other guard, “We need to find Princess Twilight Sparkle.”

“Can you take us to her?”

Comet Tail’s eyes widened.

The yellow eyes.

The grey wings.

“Y-yes,” Comet Tail replied as he got back onto his hooves, “She was just confronting Discord. But there are vines everywhere.”

Comet Tail pointed a hoof at the alleyway. The vines wrapped around houses and snaked on the ground towards them.

“It is our duty to protect all citizens of Equestria.” The second guard replied.

“I can handle myself…” Comet Tail mumbled. Though under other circumstances, I wouldn’t mind you handling me.

The three ran back into the alleyway, with Comet Tail in the middle of the two guards. He tried to keep his attention on the road ahead, but he kept stealing glances at his companions every few moments. Those calendars really don’t do the guards justice, Comet Tail thought as he suppressed a snicker.

“Is something humorous, citizen?”

“The name’s Comet Tail,” Comet Tail replied, “Princess Twilight should be just up ahead, Sergeant Bronco.”

Comet Tail stopped when he realized what he had said. True enough, when he turned around, he saw that that two stallions had stopped to look at him with an appraising eye.

"I… never told you my name,” Sergeant Bronco said.

Comet Tail watched as Sergeant Long Mount whispered into Sergeant Bronco’s ear. Comet Tail looked around nervously, until he saw a vine twist itself around Sergeant Bronco’s hoof.

“Look out!”

Everypony’s attention managed to turn when they noticed Sergeant Bronco fall. The other two turned around and saw that a vine had wrapped itself around Sergeant Bronco even further. Comet Tail ran to the offending vine and stomped on it, releasing Sergeant Bronco.

“Thank you, citizen.” Sergeant Bronco said.

“We shouldn’t be doling out thanks, yet, brother.” Sergeant Long Mount added.

The three looked around. They were now surrounded by vines. As unicorns, it was on instinct that their horns lit up to prepare for the use of magic, but as they did so, a blue aura flew up from the vines that had encircled them. The sparkly blue aura wrapped around the three stallions, and they immediately found themselves hovering in midair.

“What sort of magic is this?” Sergeant Long Mount shouted.

“I can’t… control… my horn.” Comet Tail whimpered.

“Everypony, calm down,” Sergeant Bronco said, “There has to be a way out of this.”

The vines had begun to wrap around the bodies of the three stallions, the thorns pricking into their fur.

“Just try to think of something to calm down the energy of your horn.” Sergeant Long Mount said. “Maybe it will weaken the vines’ grasp.”

Comet Tail’s body hung in a tangle of vines facing the two guards. Okay, Comet Tail thought, something calming, something calming… ocean waves… night sky… Sergeant Bronco eating that banana – NO!

A small burst of energy flew out of Comet Tail’s horn. The two guards looked at him again.

“S-sorry,” Comet Tail said, “I-I’m just nervous.”

More vines began to approach them, but rather than entangle them even further, the vines began to tug at the guard’s armor. Comet Tail watched as a vine caressed the helmet of Sergeant Bronco and lifted it off of his head. The back armor was lifted off of Sergeant Long Mount. The two guards were displayed in front of Comet Tail, completely nude.

“What in Celestia’s name are these vines trying to do?” Sergeant Bronco.

Comet Tail tried to avert his eyes away from the two guards. Sergeant Long Mount looked at him and smirked.

“I wonder if these vines can read minds through their connection with our horns.”

Comet Tail lifted his eyes and turned back to Sergeant Long Mount, who continued to look at him. He could feel Sergeant Long Mount’s eyes move up from his mane to his tail, as though appraising his value.

“L-let’s not jump to any conclusions, here, sirs.” Comet Tail said as he tried to contain a nervous laugh.

“I take it you enjoyed the Royal Guard Calendar?”

Comet Tail watched as Sergeant Bronco’s eyes took on confusion for a moment, then shock. Sergeant Bronco’s eyes burrowed into his own.

“That’s how you knew my name.”

While the realization dawned on the two guards about Comet Tail’s predilections, none of them noticed that they were being pulled closer together. The vines spun Comet Tail around and he found himself on the ground, on his back, with Sergeant Long Mount inches away from his muzzle. Comet Tail began to tremble, but he looked up and saw that Sergeant Long Mount had a strangely calm attitude.

“Here’s my theory,” Sergeant Long Mount said, “Discord is behind whatever these vine things are, and it seems they can read thoughts. My guess, dear brother, is that Comet Tail here immediately turned his attention to the month of November.”

Comet Tail whimpered and turned his attention away, but the vine wrapped itself around his forehead and forced him to look into Sergeant Long Mount’s eyes.

“Am I right?”

Comet Tail slowly nodded, though he wasn’t sure if it was of his own will or just the vines moving his body. The vines wrapped itself around both of the stallions’ heads and pulled them together, until they were muzzle to muzzle.

“opn yr mth, ctzn.” Sergeant Long Mount commanded through their pressed muzzles.
Comet Tail conceded, and his mouth was immediately filled with the guard’s tongue. It traveled across the sides of his teeth, and then playfully caressed his own tongue. Sergeant Long Mount’s head pressed into his, and he submitted to him, his neck opening to him. The vines moved Sergeant Long Mount down to his neck, where he immediately bit at it.

“Ow!” Comet Tail cried.

“The vines are reading your fantasy, citizen Comet Tail.”

The vines opened slightly, and Sergeant Bronco was carried over to Comet Tail’s head. Comet Tail immediately smelled the musk of the sweaty guard after his run.

“I guess it’s a good thing that in his fantasies, he doesn’t seem to be the active partner.” Sergeant Bronco said.

Comet Tail could feel the magic reach his plot as it stretched him open. There’s no lube, Comet Tail thought, the vines want this fantasy to play out without lube? What the-

“Ahh!”

Comet Tail screamed and then gritted his teeth as he felt a huge cock plunge into him to the hilt. He had been too focused on Sergeant Bronco that he hadn’t noticed that the vines had moved Sergeant Long Mount to his backside.

“Sweet Celestia, that’s a tight fit!”

Comet Tail watched as Sergeant Long Mount tried to spit on his cock to provide some lube, and fortunately his aim was good enough so that some of the friction went away. Comet Tail watched as Sergeant Bronco’s hind legs were separated by the vines, and his own member had emerged from its sheath. The vines pressed the tip of Sergeant Bronco’s cock to Comet Tail’s muzzle.

“So, in order to get these vines off of us, we just need to complete the fantasy?” Sergeant Bronco asked.

“So… it would… seem… brother.”

“Citizen Comet Tail,” Sergeant Bronco commanded, “Put my cock in your mouth… that’s an order.”

“Y-yes, sir.” Comet Tail replied.

The three stallions closed their eyes at what was happening. Comet Tail’s throat expanded as inch by inch of Sergeant Bronco’s cock was rammed down his throat. A deep moan emerged from both stallions as they continued to pump into Comet Tail, whose body was trembling so hard that he could barely feel the vines around him. Comet Tail felt the inner thighs of Sergeant Bronco on his face as his cock thrust deeper and deeper down Comet Tail’s throat.

Sergeant Long Mount’s testicles bounced against Comet Tail’s backside, and he felt his fore legs pressed against Comet Tail’s sides. The two guards grunted harder. Comet tail could feel the veins of the two brothers as they pounded into him relentlessly on both ends.

“Ugh…” Sergeant Long Mount grunted, “Gonna…”

Comet Tail felt Sergeant Long Mount’s cock press back in as far as it could, where it brushed against his prostate. He could feel the ropes of cum as the filled him on the inside. Comet Tail let out a moan as he reached his own climax. Sergeant Bronco thrust inside one last time, but Comet Tail became confused when he was pulled back and his cock left the warmth of Comet Tail’s mouth.

A roar escaped Sergeant Bronco’s muzzle as streams of cum left his cock and landed all over Comet Tail’s face. One stream landed on his mane, while another splashed across his eye, a few streams landed on his muzzle, while the rest dribbled into his mouth and his neck.

“Heh,” Sergeant Bronco said, “It was your fantasy.”

Comet Tail opened his eyes. The first thing he noticed was that the vines were gone. The second thing he noticed was that there was another pony in the alleyway. Cherry Berry’s cheeks were red from embarrassment. The two guards turned and saw the mare.

“What is it, citizen?”

Cherry Berry brushed her hoof back and forth on the ground.

“What were you doing just now?” Cheery Berry asked.

“We were finding a solution to the problem with the vines, citizen.” Sergeant Bronco said.

Comet Tail hid behind the guards to hide his cum soaked mane and face. But what Cherry Berry said next froze all three of them in place.

“Do all three of you keep your eyes closed when having sex?”

The three stallions looked at her in horror.

“Why would you ask that?” Comet Tail asked as he flung his head towards her, sending spatters of cum onto the fur of the guards beside him.

“The vines went away a few minutes ago,” Cherry Berry explained, “But you three were so… preoccupied… I guess you didn’t notice.”

Cherry Berry turned away and laughed as she trotted down the street. Comet Tail looked up to the two guards, who turned to each other and then back to Comet Tail.

“So, citizen Comet Tail,” Sergeant Long Mount asked, “How would you like to meet Mr. Hearth’s Warming Eve?”

Author's Note

Aren't these vines just awful, awful little things? I shudder to think of what will happen to Big Mac in the next episode.