New Sensations In Procreation

Twilight heaved a sigh as she closed the door to the library. Fluttershy had just left with the slimes to her cottage after a brief talk. Twilight was hesitant to let her take them, but was persuaded when Fluttershy suggested that they would likely only get in her way of studying. The mess left in the library had helped in making that decision.

All of them had been with Applejack for the last several hours and due to the timing of it all, she had missed lunch, and it was now dinner. Twilight’s stomach growled for the umpteenth time that afternoon, prompting her to obtain something to eat. Her stomach growled again as she made her way to the kitchen, walking out a short time later with a hay sandwich and a salad full of various vegetables.

She sat down in front of her reading stand where she had once again placed the copy of ‘Rare and Curious Creatures of a Questionable Nature’ which was now opened to a section in the back that had details on how to properly construct a summoning matrix, even going so far as to show how to summon specific creatures.

She was interested in one kind in particular. The Tendril colony. From what she was reading they were slow creatures and often formed tight knit colonies of up to 20-30 members, each one about an inch around and up to half a meter long. Slow and always together meant they would be easy to keep track of.

Her plan was to cast the summoning with a container sitting in the focus of the matrix. She had to re-work the matrix values a bit as the presence of the box would throw off the matrix and potentially cause the spell to do a number of various things, from not working at all or causing the minor rift between the two worlds to consume both universes, destroying everything between them. However, most spells at this level had some sort of built in failsafe that was at the heart of the matrix that would prevent such a cataclysm from occurring.

She finished her meal soon enough and spent the next couple of hours just reading the book and committing it to memory as much as she could. When she thought she had it down she went over to the closet where she kept her magical supplies and collected the various chalks and other materials needed. Clearing a wide area in the center of the library, she started laying down the design for the matrix that would allow her to control the spell with greater ease.

The task itself took more than an hour and several glances back at the book to make sure that the proper marks were placed properly.

“Alright.” Twilight said, placing a repurposed fish tank on a small platform in the center of the circle. “Let’s do this.”

“Okay. So what are we doing out here again?”

“Yeah, Rarity would be so mad if she knew I snuck out.”

“Ah told ya. We’re gonna go kill a tree.” Applebloom told the other two Crusaders as she stuffed another can of herbicide spray into her saddlebags along with the pump sprayer. The trio met up on the edge of the orchard where Applejack was found earlier as Applebloom thought that it was a good a place as any to start looking for the mysterious plant. The sun had gone down long ago and the moon was slowly making its way higher into the night, meaning that most ponies that could stop them from sneaking out were fast asleep.

“I know what you said earlier, but I still don’t get it.” Scootaloo said shaking her head.

“Why exactly are we killing a tree? And why do we have to do it so late?” Sweetie Belle asked.

Applebloom recalled what she had heard at the hospital and what exactly they were looking for.

“So we’re going into the Everfree Forest? At night? Because you want to hurt the tree that hurt your sister?” Sweetie Belle questioned, “I don’t know if this is such a good idea.” She continued, obviously wary of their apparent plans.

“It’ll be okay.” Applebloom reassured as she pulled out a lantern and attached it to a pole connected to her saddlebags that held it slightly above them and set it on low. “We have lights and this area isn’t far from Zecora’s. If we run into trouble we’ll head to her place, she has all sorts of enchantments on her place to keep it safe. Now come on.” She finished, starting into the thick wood. The other two fillies cautiously followed.

As the three fillies made their way into the forest they were quickly surrounded by the dense brush. The lantern that Applebloom had proved to be useful as it lit up the surrounding area well enough to navigate the treacherous terrain.

“So what exactly are we going to do when we find this thing?” Scootaloo asked as she walked alongside Applebloom with Sweetie Belle following close behind.

“Simple.” Applebloom answered. “We douse it with these here chemicals and in no time the thing just dies. We just need to make sure not to breathe in any of it.”

“Ah. And why did we need to come out here?” Scootaloo asked, indicating to herself and Sweetie Belle.

“Because the more of us out here the easier it will be to find this thing.”

“Oooookaaa-umph.”

The group stopped and looked at Scootaloo who was now face first on the ground. She looked back and saw that she had tripped on a thick branch. One end of which was frayed and broken.

“Um, girls? L-look.” Applebloom and Scootaloo looked to where Sweetie Belle was pointing. The two looked up and saw that they had come across a path of crushed branches and felled trees.

“I don’t like the looks of this.” Sweetie Belle pointed out as she bunched up with the other two.

“Come on. It might be this way.” Applebloom motioning to follow as she started along the path. The other two started following close behind, the sound of the nocturnal life dragging the fillies focus all around the path of broken limbs, fearful of something jumping out and attacking.

“We should really just go back.” Sweetie Belle suggested, a twinge of worry in her voice.

“No. We are finding that monster tonight.” Applebloom responded forcefully.

“What was that?” Sweetie Belle asked, jumping slightly as the sound of a snapping twig shot through the air.

“It was nothing, now come on.” Not half a second later there was a deafening crack as a giant tree limb fell just inches in front of the group. Startled, the trio screamed and back-pedalled away from the branch that almost crushed them. After just a few steps though they had fallen backward, sending the lantern to the ground and quickly putting it out. Thankfully it was still attached to the the pole and Applebloom was able to scramble around inside her pack for her matches.

“Girls? You okay?” She asked as she struck a match, bringing the lantern back to life. “Scootaloo?”

“I’m good. Just spooked is all?”

“Sweetie Belle?”

Nothing.

Applebloom opened the valve to brighten the lantern, looking around as its light bathed the area in its orange glow.

“Sweetie Belle?” She asked, but again no response. Sweetie Belle was gone.

The two remaining ponies huddled together closer as they desperately looked around for their friend.

“Applebloom? Maybe we should go get some help?” Scootaloo suggested as the duo backed away from where their friend was just a few moments ago.

“I think you’re right. Zecora’s place should b-.” Applebloom was cut off as a sharp scream broke through the forest around them.

Fluttershy sat on her couch, nervously twiddling her hooves as the slimes played about her cottage. Despite Twilight’s obvious concerns she had sweet talked her way into taking the slimes home. She didn’t enjoy doing it, but she had promised Dash that she would do what she could and now the pegasus was just waiting for her friend to show up.

With a series of sharp knocks on the door, all movement in cottage came to a stop. The slimes looked at the door, then to Fluttershy.

“Fluttershy? You in there?” Rainbow Dash called out, knocking again.

“I..I’m here. Just a moment.” Fluttershy slowly got off the couch and made her way to the door. She stopped for a moment with her hoof on the handle. She took a deep, calming breath and opened the door. Rainbow Dash was sitting anxiously tapping a hoof on Fluttershy’s doorstep, a set of saddlebags across her back.

“Hey Fluttershy! Were you able to get them?” Dash asked, leaning her head in to look around. Fluttershy nodded, stepping aside to let her friend inside, closing the door after Dash had passed her. She turned back around and saw Rainbow Dash petting one of the slimes. “So? Ya ready?” Rainbow Dash asked suggestively, motioning with a tilt of her head toward the stairs to Fluttershy’s room. “I got a couple of things from my place we could try out.” Dash continued, gostling her bags by shaking her back slightly.

“Oh..um, well. I guess. I mean...I’m not sure.” Fluttershy stuttered, sitting down and fiddling with her hooves again. She flinched when Rainbow Dash placed a hoof on her shoulder. She looked up and saw a reassuring smile on Dash’s face.

“Hey, if you don’t want to do this I won’t pressure you. I know I seemed kind of insistent earlier, but I won’t press on if you aren’t comfortable.” Fluttershy smiled, glad to know that her friend did care for her well being before her own desires.

Fluttershy inhaled a deep calming breath. “No. It’s okay.” Fluttershy started. “I’m just working myself up too much.” She placed her hooves back on the ground. “I just haven’t done anything with any pony for, well, a really long time. Not counting last night with them.” She explained, glancing over to the quartet of slimes in the room.

Rainbow Dash smiled again. “Don’t worry,” she started, “I like being the active one. You don’t have to do anything if you don’t want to. Just sit back, relax and let us do the work.”

Fluttershy raised an eyebrow. “Us?” Dash pointed to the slimes. “Oh! Right. Well, um, lets go up here then.” Fluttershy started up the stairs, followed closely by Rainbow and a line of bouncing slimes. When they got to Fluttershy’s room, the yellow pegasus softly hopped onto her bed and turned around to see Rainbow Dash closing the door behind the trail of slimes.

“So how do you want to start this?” Fluttershy asked laying down on her belly as Dash removed her bags, placing them on the ground and removing some of the contents; from vibrating bullets to various plugs, a universal strap-on harness and a few oddly shaped phallic objects and even a few small bottles of lubricant. Fluttershy was honestly surprised at the assortment.

“Well,” Dash started as she rummaged through the bag, “I figured...we could start… Oh there it is. With this.” She pulled out two small glass vials full of a transparent red liquid.

“What are those?” Fluttershy asked.

“These,” Dash said, handing one of the vials to Fluttershy, “are an aphrodisiac and sensitizer. It’ll make everything feel even more amazing than usual. I’ve used them a few times and boy do they work. I almost passed out once when I had a double dose of them.

Fluttershy uncorked the vial and after giving it a quick sniff, drank the small amount. It was sweet, like fresh fruit, with a slightly minty aftertaste. The effects were soon felt as a pleasant warmth flowed through her. Rainbow Dash then did the same, downing it just as fast. She jumped up on the bed next to Fluttershy, nudging her with a hoof to get her to roll over.

Rainbow Dash stood over Fluttershy, and for a moment they looked into each others eyes. Rainbow slowly moved forward until their lips were mere millimeters apart when Fluttershy pressed forward, locking the two in a heated kiss. They moved away from each other briefly before kissing again, this time Fluttershy running her tongue along Rainbow’s teeth, who immediately opened her mouth and darted her tongue out as well. The two were soon lost in each other’s ministrations.

Rainbow Dash ran a hoof along Fluttershy’s side, where she knew the pegasus was sensitive, while Fluttershy did the same to Rainbow Dash’s wings, rubbing the muscles on the underside of the main joint. The moans from each other let them know that the contact was well received.

Rainbow Dash had lowered herself until she was laying belly to belly with Fluttershy, her hind legs straddling Fluttershy’s lower half as they continued to kiss and touch, only breaking away from each other to breath when breathing through their noses couldn’t feed them enough oxygen. Soon, however, Rainbow Dash broke away, bringing herself up to a sitting position over her friend. “Why did we stop doing this?” Rainbow asked, looking deep into the blue pools of Fluttershy’s eyes. Fluttershy stared back, hooking a foreleg around one of Rainbow’s.

“Because we were young and our parents didn’t like it.” Fluttershy answered sadly. “Maybe we didn’t come back because we forgot what it was like.” Rainbow Dash smiled, leaning down and planting a gentle kiss on Fluttershy’s lips.

“Well now that we remember, what do you say we kick things up a notch shall we?” Fluttershy’s eyes went wide at the implications. “Hey,” Dash called to the slimes that had been watching the whole time, “One of you get up here and help me out.” One of the slimes rolled forward and hopped up on the bed approaching the two pegasi from behind. Rainbow looked over her shoulder to the blue blob. “Alright buddy, do what you do best.”

The slime crept forward and started teasing the lips of Rainbow’s marehood. “Nuh uh.” Rainbow scolded, lifting herself away from the slime, staring at it from between herself and Fluttershy. “Her first.” Rainbow commanded. “And go slow. Lets make this night one to really remember.” She finished, slyly looking back at Fluttershy as they went back to kissing.

The slime did as it was told and went for Fluttershy instead, running a tip against the outside of Fluttershy’s lips which were now moist thanks to the aphrodisiac and her brief makeout session with Rainbow. Fluttershy jostled her hips around, moaning into Rainbow Dash’s mouth as the slime slowly parted her lips, pressing itself inside before slowly withdrawing again. As the minutes passed it began working itself deeper into her, twisting and twirling its leading end around, pressing against every nerve in the mare’s tunnel and driving her closer to a state of ecstasy.

Rainbow Dash could feel where the slime was as it slid itself into Fluttershy’s marehood. Every few moments she would feel a bump against her teats as the slime push forward, punctuated by a squeak from the pink maned pegasus. Slowly the bump was becoming more of a constant pressure than a brief tap. Rainbow Dash reluctantly broke away from Fluttershy’s face, trailing a series of kisses, licks and nips down from her neck to her chest. She slid herself down, continuing the trail of loving touches down her friend’s body, until her head was between Fluttershy’s rear legs.

She sat there for a moment, watching the last quarter of the slime pressing itself deeper into Fluttershy’s already slightly distended belly, moving at a seemingly agonizing pace. Fluttershy was breathing faster than normal by now, moaning from the full feeling the creature was giving her as the last of it slipped from Dash’s view and completely into Fluttershy.

The mare moaned as her entrance tried to close behind the slime. The slime stopped moving as evidenced by sudden stop in motion from the mare’s belly and her lack of pleasured yips and squeaks. Dash took this peaceful opportunity to reach her forelegs around the outside of Fluttershy’s legs, hooking them around the front. She started leaning her head down, dead set on suckling on the exposed nub of flesh and nerves before, when Fluttershy let out a sharp scream.

The mare curled herself up and snapped her legs together, clipping Rainbow Dash on the forehead as she did, causing her to sit bolt upright in shock. “Fluttershy! What’s wrong?! What’s going on?!” Fluttershy quickly stopped screaming, but her fit continued as she rolled from side to side holding her stomach like a one would nurse a blow to the gut.

“I-i-i-ts vi-i-i-brat-i-ing.” Fluttershy managed to get out through grit teeth, punctuating the statement with a pleasured gasp. Rainbow’s sudden onset fear quickly turned into a playful yet sinister smirk. She had never seen a mare go this berzerk before and she was going to take advantage of it while it lasted. She hooked her legs around Fluttershy’s again after wrestling the squirming mare, this time pulling Fluttershy up to her and placing Fluttershy’s legs above her, while her upper back and head were left on the bed.

Rainbow Dash wasted no time in beginning her assault on Fluttershy’s sex, sending the mare into another orgasmic fit, forcing Rainbow to struggle for control. Rainbow took hold of the nub of flesh before her, suckling on with short bursts of suction as Fluttershy continued to writhe around in her grasp, her hooves rubbing her belly. Continuing on, Rainbow extended her tongue, the organ finding little resistance from the folds before it.

She made circles with her tongue, running it around the edges of the fleshy walls, before drawing back with the same motion, only to dart in again in an attempt to reach deeper. She could feel the slime moving around just past the tip of her tongue and sure enough it was vibrating. Pushing her tongue to its limit, she made contact with the slime, but the vibrating it was doing sent a shock to her tongue not unlike having it struck by a thin jet of water, forcing her to pull away while grinding the tip of the organ against her teeth to get rid of the annoying tingle the contact had caused.

Fluttershy tensed up as the slime performed its last act, pressing forward and settling inside the mare’s inner chamber as the mare’s aphrodisiac influenced body gave in, spraying Rainbow Dash in the face with her juices as her orgasm exploded through her body. Fluttershy barely made a noise as her body locked up from her climax. Only once the initial wave had passed did she finally exhale and relax, slumping back down on the bed.

Licking her lips, Rainbow Dash savored the flavor of the sweet nectar that now coated her muzzle. “Wow. Just...that was awesome.” She said staring down at her friend’s swollen midsection, watching as it shifted to and fro as the slime inside adjusted itself.

“A..a..again.” Fluttershy said between breaths.

Rainbow Dash looked up into Fluttershy’s eyes. “Are you sure? You looked like you were about to pass out.” Fluttershy nodded, the look she gave Rainbow Dash showed that she needed it. Dash nodded as a pleased smile stretched across her face.

“You, in the middle.” She said, pointing to the group of slimes that oddly enough had stayed put for the past several minutes. The middle one in question perked up. “Get up here and help me out.”

The slime bounded forward and leapt up on the bed as Rainbow reached over to the pile of toys she brought. She pulled out a simple stallion sized strap-on with three straps connected to the base as well as a vibrating bullet. Dash applied a glob of lube to the tip and coated the length with it before slipping the larger strap around her hips and the other two around each of her legs. She flicked a switch on the right strap that turned on the bullet, causing Dash to suddenly clench her legs together as it buzzed against her clit.

She fought back control and stood above Fluttershy, still belly to belly. She maneuvered herself so that the rubber length beneath her pressed at Fluttershy’s rear. Both mares gasped as pressure was applied to both of their bodies.

Rainbow applied more pressure with her hips.

“Two.”

The slime pressed a tip to its future host’s nethers.

“Three!”

Fluttershy screamed in orgasmic delight.

A breeze blew through the library as Twilight cast the summoning spell. Magic gathered around her horn and was channeled into the matrix before her, causing the lines to light up and glow a bright pink. With a bright flash the spell activated, forcing Twilight to close her eyes or risk going blind.

Not a second later the light was gone, allowing Twilight to see once again. She looked at the tank in the center of the room.

Nothing.

“But...that should have worked.” She raced over to the book again, checking the matrix. She completed every single line and channeled the magic properly. She looked harder and finally noticed something. There, in the center ring of the matrix, was a symbol with an extra marking that she didn’t remember.

“Must have made a mistake when I made it. No worries.” She said, “I’ll just fix it and try again.” She went over and moved the tank and the platform as they were sitting above the symbol she needed to find. “There it is.” She said, spotting the mark on the other side of the circle. She moved over to it make sure it was properly placed. Sure enough she had forgotten the extra mark on the symbol. She grabbed the chalk with her magic and fixed the mistake. “There, now lets try that again.”

She moved to put everything back, but was stopped by a familiar feeling. There was magic gathering in the air again. She looked down and saw the markings begin to glow again before suddenly blinding her with light. It was over a moment later, leaving Twilight confused.

“Hmm. Must have been some latent discharge from the previous attempt.” She took a step back, but was stopped short, her rear leg barely touching the ground.

“What the?” She tried moving again, but her body refused to move from where it was. It was like something was holding her there. She tried moving again, sideways this time, but again her body refused to move from its spot.

“Why is this happening? Why can’t I move?” Twilight frantically thought as she even attempted to teleport away, but was yet again unable to move. The lines of the matrix started glowing again with a much dimmer light. It was then that Twilight knew what happened. She was standing in the dead center of the matrix. And her body was at the same height as the tank was. The focal point for the summoning was inside her, imparting a dimensional lock on her body. “Oh no no no no no, please no.” Twilight pleaded as she fought even harder to escape, but the dimensional lock refused to break.

Then she felt something. Something inside her. She gasped as something pressed around her midsection, poking and sliding around somewhere within. The feeling was disturbingly foreign to her. So much so that she couldn’t place what kind of feeling it was. On one hoof it was disturbing enough for her that she thought she may be sick, but on the other if was like a jolt running up her spine to her head, then spreading out across her coat in a wave of warmth.

The glow of the matrix flared and another object joined the first, this time pressing somewhere else and further adding to the confusion of feelings she was experiencing. Once more the light flared up and once again Twilight felt something new, only it wasn’t another gentle prodding. A pressure started building within her, slowly engulfing the pin point pressure and spreading out everywhere evenly. She gasped in shock as the constantly building pressure showed no signs of slowing. Looking between her legs she could see her stomach slowly expanding toward the ground as what she could only assume was a colony of Tendrils invading her body.

The light flashed again, accompanied by a spike in pressure and much to Twilight’s own surprise, a surge of pleasure. Despite knowing what was going on inside her, not a moment of it was painful, at the most it was slightly uncomfortable. Either her brain had defaulted to use pleasure to describe these strange sensations or she was actually being pleasured by what was likely now a multitude of Tendrils rolling and squirming around within her.

Another look and another flash told her that there was more to come, as the pressure again increased, surging her belly out more and sending another wave of euphoria through her. For several minutes she stood rooted to the spot as the spell surged over and over, filling her with more of the creatures with each pulse. Her breathing soon became a steady pant as waves of pleasure started weakening and instead steady built up in her belly.

As quickly as it appeared the light from the spell matrix dimmed away as the spell ran out of energy and the dimensional lock was broken. Twilight felt it instantly as her legs once again provided her support. She suddenly felt significantly heavier and her legs felt like jelly. She tried to take a step forward and immediately fell to her side. She lay there panting as the creatures within her continued to writhe about, causing the waves of pleasure to continue to roll over her.

The fullness she felt was not unlike when she had sampled every treat Sweet Apple Acres had when she first came to Ponyville, only this time it felt good. She lay there as the Tendrils moved about, gasping in pleasure as they did. She could feel her own climax still building as they moved, exciting her in a way she didn’t know was possible.

An exceptionally sharp gasp passed her lips as she felt some of the creatures pressing down towards her back side. If the past few minutes were a constant build up static then this was a jolt of electricity. Again they pressed down, this time holding the pressure before Twilight felt them break through something and move forward. The Tendrils rolled over and under each other as they continued on, Twilight finally realizing where inside her they really were.

The Tendrils made their way down her canal, pressing and rubbing against every inch of it as they sent Twilight into a fit of bliss filled gasps. She rolled onto her back, her wings pinned down and flared out to the sides as three Tendrils finally found their way out. They continued to writhe and wriggle around each other, a motion that Twilight could feel deep inside her, only made better as they occasionally bumped her clit as they did. After a few moments two more joined the first three, stretching her even further.

Twilight’s mind was lost in the constant fog of sensations. The incredible fullness in her womb, the stretching of her canal and marehood, and even the wet slapping of the Tendrils as they flopped around between her legs, curling around them and between her cheeks. The only thing she seemed able to focus on was that ball of pleasure in her belly that was on the edge of bursting. And suddenly it burst as one of the Tendrils found her rear entrance and quickly sank itself several inches in before another joined it.

Twilight’s eyes rolled back and her legs twitched as her body and mind were overloaded by the surge of endorphins from her climax as the Tendrils disappeared into her rear, only to be followed by the others in quick succession.

By the time Twilight’s climax had ended she had already passed out and was breathing heavily in her sleep, her belly still shifting and squirming as the colony of creatures acclimated to their new home.

“Sweetie Belle!” Applebloom shouted as the scream died from existence. She called out again, Scootaloo adding her voice to the call.

“Sweetie Belle!” They shouted, hoping that their friend would respond, but the rustling of leaves from a gentle breeze was the only reply to their cries.

“This is bad. Really bad.” Scootaloo concluded. “Maybe we should go get help from Zecora. She knows this place better than anypony.”

Applebloom looked around, studying the area with a scowl on her face. “Sweetie was behind you right?” She asked without even looking at Scootaloo.

“Yeah, but that doesn’t matter. We need to get help.”

“It does too matter. Nothing went passed us as we fell as far as Ah recall. That means she was probably taken that way.” Applebloom pointed a hoof behind Scootaloo in the other direction on the path of fallen trees and limbs. “We follow this path to the thing and get rid of it before it does something horrible again.” She finished, fishing the chemical sprayers and canisters from her saddlebags and giving one to Scootaloo. “Now come on, lets go.”

Applebloom trotted off down the path as Scootaloo followed close behind. They hadn’t gone far when Applebloom suddenly stopped.

“Whats up? Why are we stopping?” Scootaloo asked, as Applebloom held a hoof up.

“Ah think I hear something.” She said in a low whisper. Scootaloo focused and sure enough she could hear something that was different from the rest of the forest noise. It was a soft, high pitched grunting. The two fillies looked at each other curiously when the noise became a short cry.

“Sweetie Belle!” The two realized together before running off down the path again toward the sounds. There was another scream. They were getting close.

The path took a turn to the right, but before the two fillies could get close enough to see around it, half a dozen thin snake-like vines rose from the ground in front of them, blocking their path. One lunged forward at Applebloom who hit the plunger on her spray gun, engulfing the vine which instantly began twitching sporadically, before curling up and falling to the ground.

A second lunged for Scootaloo who dodged out of the way before spraying the vine at point blank. Like the first it spasmed around before curling up and falling still. The other four jumped out at once, evenly dividing themselves amongst their targets. One set of vines went straight for them, while the other came in low, from the side. The fillies targeted the first set of vines, smiling as the chemicals killed the vines, but the small victory was short lived as the second set attacked from the side before the fillies could react.

With one swift move the vines grabbed the spray guns and twisted them, wrenching them from their wielder’s grips before forcefully chucking the lethal devices far over the trees and into unknown parts of the forest.

Applebloom and Scootaloo watched their only defence against the vines soar off into the black sky as more vines arrived, posing like cobras ready to strike. With no defense and outnumbered, the fillies had only one other option.

“RUN!” Applebloom shouted, turning around and bolting into the thick forest, with Scootaloo not far behind. Over logs, around stumps, and through bushes the fillies ran as the vines snaked after them. Applebloom took a quick glance back, seeing Scootaloo was only a few paces behind her and they were gaining ground on the vines. She turned back around in time to duck through a bush. As she came out the other side she saw a sudden drop off and instantly tried to stop, quickly skidding to a halt just before falling over the edge. Then Scootaloo came barreling through the brush as well, but was unable to stop, colliding with Applebloom and sending the duo rolling down the steep slope into the hedges below.

They tumbled through the bushes, knocking the lantern and saddlebags from Applebloom’s back, before they rolled out the other side, Applebloom on her back with Scootaloo on top facing her. The two groaned from the pain of the fall and slowly moved to get up. Applebloom was pushing herself up with her hooves when a vine whipped out of the bushes and wrapped around both of the fillies, pinning them together face to face.

The vine effortlessly lifted them both into the air, pulling them back through the forest they just ran through while they kicked and struggled to free themselves from the vine.

“Gah. Its not use,” Scootaloo said in frustration as she tried worming her way out from between the vine and Applebloom.

“Scoots.” Applebloom said, pointing behind Scootaloo. The vine had pulled them back along the path they had followed and was pulling them into a small clearing. Despite losing the lantern there was enough moonlight to see where the vines were taking them. In the clearing was a large tree, vines waving around in the wind, and a large flower in the middle of the branches. From the center of the flower was another vine that snaked around in the air. In the middle was a large bulge that was moving along the vine. The fillies followed it as it neared its destination.

Held by another set of vines was Sweetie Belle. There were two wrapped around her torso and another two held her rear legs apart with another clamping her mouth shut, but the ‘main vine’ wasn’t holding her. Instead it was sunk into the filly’s backside just below her tail.

The other two fillies also noticed how distended their friend’s stomach had become. They watched in shock and disbelief as the bulge neared its destination, stopping as it made contact with her. Sweetie Belle moaned as the bulge drew back slightly before moving forward again with enough force to rock her forward in the harness of vines. The main vine held the pressure and a second later the bulge sank in, causing Sweetie Belle to let out a muffled scream as she snapped her head back, before going limp in the vine’s grasp.

The main vine slowly withdrew, showing how much of it was inside the filly. Applebloom guessed that nearly eight feet of the vine had withdrawn by the time the end finally emerged. Slowly the vines holding her lowered her to the ground and placed her unconscious form on the soft grass.

The vines holding Applebloom and Scootaloo suddenly shifted them toward the main vine keeping their back sides facing the main plant. One of the vines coiled around them shifted its grasp forcing Scootaloo to place her head next to Appleblooms neck and preventing her from looking around. Applebloom however, was able to see what was happening.

One vine moved toward them, grabbing Scootaloo’s tail and holding it straight up. “Ah! What’s it doing?” Scootaloo asked, her head still pinned over Applebloom’s shoulder, still struggling to get loose. Applebloom watched, mesmerized by the vines as they all snaked around in the air before her. She watched as the vine from the flower floated over to them, moving like a snake, silent and swift.

The tip of it moved over them, hovering just a few inches from Applebloom’s face. She could see how wet it was, a sweet smelling goo slowly dripping from its length. The vine moved past Applebloom, twisting around behind her head and out of sight.

“Gah, get out of my face, mmmph mph.” Applebloom turned her head toward Scootaloo, as her friend struggled around. From the corner of her eye she could see the vine was pressed against Scootaloo’s lips, her clenched teeth keeping it out completely.

Applebloom tried reaching up with her foreleg to swat the vine away, but another of the binding vines grabbed it before she could move it too far. She tried reaching over and biting the vine, but at the angle she was at she couldn’t reach it.

The main vine drew back from Scootaloo, making the filly think that it had given up. Instead the vine around Scootaloo’s tail pulled hard, causing her to gasp in pain, the vine before her took the brief opportunity and shot forward into her mouth, sliding in several inches before Scootaloo tried biting the vine.

The appendage flew back out as a deep groan echoed through the forest. As Scootaloo inhaled a deep breathe from the first intrusion, two other ropey vines came around, hooking themselves to her mouth and holding it open, preventing her from biting. The main vine moved forward again, this time slowly, menacingly. It reached the back of her throat without even touching her mouth as it sank itself further and further down her throat.

Applebloom watched horrified as the vine forced itself down her friends throat before it suddenly stopped. With the vine curled around the back of her head she felt the vine shudder and twitch, bringing her attention to the remainder of the unbelievably long limb. She looked back to the source of it and saw a trail of bulges, far smaller than the one they had seen earlier with Sweetie Belle, but still noticeable, traveling down the vine. Applebloom felt them pulse against her head as they passed by and continued on. Scootaloo groaned as the first bulge passed effortlessly down her throat before quickly being replaced with the next.

As the last bulges passed down her throat, a small spurt of the gooey sap shot out from around the vine, coating her mouth with the sticky fluid. The flow stopped as quickly as it started and all the vines withdrew, leaving Scootaloo trying to catch the breaths she was momentarily deprived of. “Scoots?! Scoots, you okay?” Applebloom asked, as her friend hacked and coughed trying to get the few droplets of sap out of her windpipe.

“So...full.” Scootaloo groaned as she fell limp against Applebloom, still breathing heavily. Applebloom’s attention was brought back to the main vine as it flipped itself over Applebloom’s head and rested its length along Scootaloo’s back. Slowly it drug itself along her fur causing Scootaloo to shudder as the tip slid between her wings, causing them to flutter.

The vine holding Scootaloo’s tail pinned it to her back as the main vine picked itself up, and pointed itself at the base of her tail. Applebloom tried kicking her back legs to hit the vine, but again she was restrained. The main vine moved forward, pressing its tip against the small puckered ring. Scootaloo slowly lifted her head up, moaning softly, her eyes closed as the vine kneaded and rubbed against her.

Once again, Applebloom saw a small bulge travel down the length of the vine as it continued to prod Scootaloo’s backside. When the bulge reached the end a thick wad of sap shot out directly against her hole, causing some of it so seep in and coating the rest of her bottom in the substance. Scootaloo moaned as it did so, the cool sap tingling in strange ways inside her.

The vine kneaded the hole more, relaxing the muscle and allowing more sap to seep in. Soon enough the vine was ready and positioned itself against the hole one more time, and pushed in.

Scootaloo let out a shuddering gasp as the vine pushed itself in, moving just a few inches at a time before stopping and moving again. Applebloom could hear Scootaloo’s breathing speed up into a slow panting as the vine kept moving deeper. Every few seconds the pegasus would moan, her wings fluttering in sync with the thrusting of the vine into her.

“Uhg, my….stomach. Gah!” The vine continued to disappear into the filly’s back end, alternating between slow, smooth movements and short, quick thrusts. Applebloom soon became aware of something pressing between her and Scootaloo. She looked down as best as she could. Scootaloo’s belly was growing slowly, adding to the pressure between them, making it feel like someone was inflating a beachball between them.

“Ah! Applebloom!” Scootaloo shouted, rearing her head back, the vine around them shifting back to allow her to do so.

“Scoots?!” As Scootaloo pushed herself up off of Applebloom, the earth pony got a clear view of what was between them. Scootaloo’s stomach looked more than twice its normal size and was pulsing with movement every time the vine inside her moved.

“It’s...it’s-” The pegasus never finished the sentence as the vine re-emerged from her mouth, several drops of sap dripping down on to the filly below. Applebloom stared on in disbelief as more of the vine reappeared. Scootaloo’s mouth closed over the vine, her lips forming a seal around it as it continued to push through.

Applebloom felt a vine grab hold of her jaw and pull it open as the main vine moved toward her. It brushed against her tongue and instantly she was assaulted with the intense sweetness of the sap. Without even thinking she tried wrapping her tongue around it, trying to collect as much of the sweet substance as she could. Her eyelids fluttered closed as the sweetness overpowered her. The vine holding her mouth open retreated, Applebloom closing her lips around the intruder and suckling on it, trying to coax more sap from it.

The vine twitched as a thick glob of the sap filled her mouth. Applebloom swallowed it without pause, moaning from the amount of pleasure it filled her with. Her mind was cloudy, much like the time when she snuck a taste of the hard cider her family stored under the barn.

Without warning the vine slid to the back of her mouth and down her throat, keeping her from finishing the delectable treat. She felt it slide further and further down, squirming around as it continued into her stomach and further still.

Suddenly something else pressed against her lips, causing Applebloom to open her eyes again. In front of her was Scootaloo, their lips held together in a strange kiss by the vine between them. Being this close brought a heavy blush to Applebloom’s muzzle. Applebloom closed her eyes again, relaxing and enjoying the sweet concoction. Scootaloo’s head turned to the side, allowing them to get even closer still, completely hiding the vine from sight with their mouths.

Thier tongues danced around the vine, occasionally slipping into the other’s mouth. Applebloom pushed what sap remained in her mouth forward, pushing it into Scootaloo’s who greedily lapped it up.

As the two continued to share the treat, the center of the flower in the tree shuddered, sending forth a train of seeds down the central vine and toward the two fillies. Neither filly knew what was happening until Scootaloo moaned heavily, arching her back as she did. Applebloom opened her eyes again, this time seeing the large bulges she first saw when they first showed up, only this time there was a train of them coming down the vine, one of which was pressed against Scootaloo’s rear.

She watched as the vine twisted and turned, trying to find the best angle to allow the seed to enter, while Scootaloo was moaning and fidgeting herself. Two vines came out and held Scootaloo’s legs apart, granting the vine and its cargo easier access to her. With one strong push, the bulge finally passed through the muscular ring, causing Scootaloo to let out a throaty scream that Applebloom could both hear and feel.

Applebloom could feel the seed’s progress as a distinct bump on Scootaloo’s already distended belly pressed against hers. Another muffled scream marked the entrance of another seed, followed by another, and another. Scootaloo’s stomach was in constant motion as the seeds traveled through her, passing over, under, and around each other on their journey.

The flow of seeds stopped, but the seeds inside Scootaloo continued to move to their final destination. Scootaloo moaned once again as a large bulge started traveling up her throat, passing slowly into her mouth, where the vine kept pushing it on into Applebloom’s.

The bulge was so large Applebloom was amazed that it fit in her mouth, and even more so as it slowly slid down her throat and down to her stomach. Not two seconds later and the next one came, forcing itself down her throat and into her stomach with the other. Again and again the seeds passed between them before the constant flow stopped. Applebloom tried counting how many, but only could figure about six or seven of the things. Her stomach felt heavy and fit to burst, a quick glance down told her why.

The vine then began moving backward, pulling itself from the earth pony and pegasus simultaneously. When the tip retreated past Applebloom’s lips she sucked in a lung full of air, suddenly realizing that she hadn’t been able to breathe properly for several minutes. Scootaloo did the same as the vine retreated down her throat. “Sweet Celestia.” She muttered, as the excessive size of her midsection began to decrease.

“Scoots. Are you okay?” Applebloom asked, her breathing heavy as she tried to satisfy her lungs.

“Never..ah...better...gah!” She replied. “You? Uhn.”

“Full. And tired.”

Scootaloo flashed as smile and replied, “Same, but I don’t think this thing is done yet.”

“What makes you say that?” Applebloom asked groggily.

“Cause it stopped moving, and I feel more of those things trying to get in my butt.”

Applebloom looked passed Scootaloo, and sure enough there were more of the bulges lined up, poised to enter the filly.

“Gah! Damn.” Scootaloo cursed as one pushed into her again, the next one moving down to do the same.

“Scoots!” Applebloom shouted worriedly.

“It’s okay. Goddesses...it hurts..mmph..but it feels good too..GAH!” Another seed worked its way in. “That’s two.”

“What?” Applebloom asked, puzzled.

“Thhhrrreeeee.” Another seed passed. “You got seven. I’m curious...nnnnyah...four...how many I get.”

Applebloom was confused as to how or why Scootaloo was making a contest out of this, but then again she had attempted to count herself.

“Five! Ah, SIX!” Scootaloo continued to count as Applebloom continued to watch Scootaloo’s stomach expanded once again. On the seventh one, it stopped and like it had done before, began to slowly pull out. “COME ON, THERE HAS TO BE MORE!” Scootaloo shouted, over her shoulder at the tree. The vine stopped. It sat there for a moment. “Please.”

From the base of the vine sprouted three more seeds, which quickly made the journey down the vine, unlike the others which had done so slowly. As they approached they made no sign of slowing. Scootaloo looked away, tucking her head back over Applebloom’s shoulder and grabbing her in a tight hug.

Scootaloo clenched down on the vine just before the seeds made it to her, stopping them for a second before the force behind them overpowered her and all three seeds popped in one after the other.

“Gah..AH..AHHHHH!” Scootaloo shouted, her grip nearly crushing Applebloom as the filly’s first climax consumed her, splashing liquid on herself, the vines, and Applebloom.

Once again the vine began to retreat, but no call for more came as Scootaloo was now unconscious, her limbs twitching on occasion. The tip came out with nothing more than a wet shlick. The vines holding them began moving them to the ground, when Applebloom saw a bright flash of light fly past them toward the tree, exploding on contact and covering the trunk in an intense blue fire, Causing the tree to practically scream as vines waved everywhere in a frenzy.

“Leave them be you vile tree, lest you face the likes of me!”

Applebloom looked over her shoulder where the fireball came from. “Zecora!” She tried shouting, but what came out wasn’t even loud enough to wake a sleeping foal.

The zebra jumped out of the way of a set of vines that speared the ground near her, throwing another firebomb as she recovered, hitting the branch that held the two fillies aloft, causing the vines to drop them as they writhed in pain. Applebloom watched as the zebra continued to fight the monstrous plant, lobing bomb after bomb after bomb at it, until one landed right on the flower in the center. The creature screamed and groaned loudly as it uprooted itself and began shuffling to the edge of the clearing, before falling over and finally going silent. The last thing Applebloom remembered seeing was Zecora galloping toward them, the burning trunk of the monster behind her.