Author's Note

Fun Fact: Female foxes are called vixens.

Inky: The Mistress of the Night Page 3 pt. 1

Inky: The Mistress of the Night

Page 3 pt.1

“I could strangle you three.” Sparks, Nyx, and Vixen sat on their knees in front of Star as she stared all three of them down. When she was informed that they made contact with Inky, she wasn’t aware that Nyx knocked her, and Feather out, and she was beyond pissed.

“Come on Star, it was Nyx that knocked them out. Why do we have to be punished with her?” Sparks struggled against the black chains that were wrapped around her body. Star had a thing about ‘punishing’ her members, the black chains was one of many ways she would do it, and the box of heavy books sitting on her lap wasn’t helping in the slightest.

“As true as that is, I also put the both of you in charge of her. You two had one job and you managed to mess that up,” Star said, a full intend to put both Sparks, and Vixen down for their failure. “And Vixen, what were you thinking about taking on those stallions by yourself?”

“I was thinking that we could take three more bad-guys off the streets!” Vixen continued with the fake happy attitude, knowing that it would only infuriate Star off even more.

“Drop the act, fox. I know what you were really thinking.” Star knew when Vixen would put up an act, that it meant that she had an alternative motive, and most times she just wanted to prove that she stronger than the others.

Vixen stared at Star with a blank look on her face, trying to look as innocent as possible, and to anyone else she would be. “Why Captain, whatever do you mean?” The innocent act would have been perfect if it wasn’t for the dark undertone in her voice. Sparks did her best to scoot away from the fox, which wasn’t far thanks to the box.

Star stared back at Vixen, her usual brand of disapproval edging on her face, and was going to scold the fox when Stone stopped her with a hand. “Cap. I’ll take it from here, I think I know why she acting like this,” Stone said, walking over to Vixen, removing the box, and picking her up off the floor. “What the hell gotten into you,” He whispered, making sure the others couldn’t hear.

“It not what gotten into me, it what hasn’t,” Vixen teased in a sultry manner, shaking her tail across Stone’s legs, and pushed her rear end towards Stone all without the other’s knowing.

Stone took the hint and started to lead Vixen towards the stairs of their ‘house’ to his bedroom in the far back. When Star heard the door close, she lifted the boxes off of Sparks- who sighed in relief -and Nyx who showed no reaction to the removal. The chain faded into a black smoke as Star lifted the binding spell off of the two mares. She huffed, walking towards the refrigerator, and pulled out a bottle of large bottle of port cider.

“Whoa there mare, you know what happens when you drink that stuff,” Ignite said, grabbing Star’s wrist in hopes of stopping her from drinking it.

“Yeah? Well consider it her fault. That fox, who does she think she is?” Star was exhausted, of Vixen’s content defiant attitude, more importantly she was tired of Stone being the only one to fix the ‘problem.’

“Could it at least wait until we figure out what to do with those two.” Ignite pointed to the still sleeping forms of Inky and Feather, whose heads were touching each other. “Our orders still stand right?”

“Yes, we’re still to watch over her, and now she’ll know. If we don’t do anything about it.” Star thought of anyway to cover up the team’s tracks, but the way its looking Inky will eventually learn more about the group. “Sparks you know any mind-wiping spells?”

“Nope, sorry Captain,” Sparks said, reaching in the refrigerator for something to drink herself. “Maybe Princess Nightmare would know,” She closed the refrigerator with a foot bring back two soft drinks.

“Or maybe we can convince them to forget?” Ignite took one of the soft drinks and popped open the top with a claw.

“No, we have strict orders not to contact the Princess, and I doubt it they either one would just ‘forget.’ No, we have got to try something else,” Star said, swirling the drink in her hand, and staring at the two mares.

“Suggested-memory,” Nyx said, breaking the others thoughts, and continuing to read the book in her hands. “We could alter their memories, by telling them the truth, and disproving what they know.”

“Hmmm, I don’t know.” Star took a moment to think about it, but the passionate cries from Vixen threw her over the edge. “Do whatever you got to do. I’m going to bed.” Star grabbed the bottle in her hand, stormed off to her room- which was next to Stone’s -and slammed the door.

“Should we,” Sparks asked, knowing that Star is going to be like that for a few days.

“No, let’s get to work,” Ignite waved off Sparks concerns, knowing that they had more pressing manners to deal with. “So Nyx, how does this ‘suggested-memory’ thing works?” The three mares soon got to work in trying to cover the tracks of the team’s existence in the port town.

They were stopped when they heard Vixen’s voice cry out, “I’ll be a good fox!” Sparks started to blush knowing what the two were doing, while Ignite and Nyx remained unfazed, and continued the work.

Meanwhile in Stone’s room

“Ahh! H-harder, please.” Stone was hard at work, ‘teaching’ Vixen some discipline, and respect. He had her pushed against the head of his bed, pushing in and out at a torturing slow pace that had Vixen begging for more.

“You’ve been a bad little fox these last few days, so why should I?” Stone continued the slow strokes, only giving her a few inches of pleasure before pulling back out.

“N-no, I’ve b-been a good fox...I-I promise,” Vixen whined, proving to show no restraints to Stone’s teasing, and nothing she could do would relieve the burning itch she been going through for quite some time now.

Both being canines, Stone knew that when Vixen got more competitive with the others- or females in general -it was trying to prove herself to the strongest male she knows. Which was him.

“Really? I wouldn’t say so,” Stone said, finishing with a shape slap to Vixen’s ass, causing her tail to flare up in pleasure with a touch of pain from Stone’s claws. “You’ve been rather cold to the others and very disrespectful to Star. All of you may be mine, but we still all have rank to consider.” Stone slide a few more inches in Vixen’s tight hole.

“P-please, I’m sorry. I’ll be a good fox,” Vixen begged for release, the burning need becoming too much for her. Her tail flared about, finding itself wrapping around Stone’s waist.

“Really now? Then let me hear you say it,” Stone said, pulling out half an inch, and twisting Vixen’s hardened nipples.

“I-I’ll be a good fox,” Vixen said, barely a whisper, and definitely not loud enough for the rest of the mares to hear.

“Louder,” Stone commanded, pulling out another half an inch.

“I’ll be a g-good fox,” Vixen repeated, still not to the volume Stone wanted it to be.

Stone twisted the erect nipples harder, causing Vixen to wince and whine under the treatment. “Louder.” Stone pulled out all the way to the tip, threatening to remove the object of Vixen’s lust.

“I-I’ll be a g-good fox. I’ll be a good fox,” She repeated over and over again, still failing to comply with Stone’s commands, and he started to slowly pull out the tip. Not wanting to be denied the one thing that would sooth her desires. She mustered all the will she could get and shouted on the top of her lungs, “I’ll be a good fox!” Stone smiled when Vixen was finally able to swallow her pride and adhere to his command.

“Then I think a good fox deserve a treat,” Stone said, slamming his entire shaft back into Vixen, making her scream from the forced re-entry, and pushed her further against the head of the bed. Stone didn’t allow her to enjoy the feeling of being full, as he pulled out, and began to slam into her gaining power with each thrust.

“I’ll be a good fox,” Vixen repeated with each thrust, her mind going numb, and her breasts pushed against the wall. Stone took the repeated phase as a plea for more, which he was happy to deliver as he started to bite on Vixen’s neck.

For better leverage, Stone lifted one of Vixen’s legs, and redoubled the thrusting. Vixen’s cries climbed to a new level as Stone started to pull on her tail, the repeated phase never ceasing. Stone reached down to twist and pull on Vixen’s swollen cilt, making her cries lose sound for a brief moment.

“You’ve been needing this, haven’t you,” Stone whispered in Vixen’s ear, his hot breath tickling the sensitive sensory fur, as his shaft started to violently throb deep inside Vixen.

“I’ll be a good fox,” Vixen continued to repeat, her eyes glazed over, and her breath ragged. Heh, I think I’ve toyed with her long enough. Better give the ‘good’ fox her real treat. Stone pulled Vixen off the wall, gently placed her on the bed, and started to grope her full chest all without stopping the thrusting.

He knew that Vixen wasn’t going to last much longer, if her clenching walls were anything to go by, and he knew that it would be rude of him not to give the fox what she really wanted. Stone picked up the pace and timing of his thrusts, forgetting all sense of rhythm, and resumed biting on Vixen’s neck.

Vixen moaned under Stone’s powerful thrusting, knowing that she wouldn’t last much longer, but she tried to hold off. “I’ll be a good fox, I’ll be a good fox, I’ll be a good fox.” The phase turned into a motto and the reward was pleasure. The combination of Stone’s thrusting, her nipple being twisted, and her clit trapped between two claws was far more than enough to push Vixen over the edge.

Being close himself, Stone gave a last few thrusts before firing a massive load of cum in Vixen. “I’ll be a good fox!” She screamed as the hot stream of cum quickly filled her vixenhood, mixing with her own cum, and leaked out. Vixen collapsed on the bed, tired, sweaty, and very satisfied.

Stone took a moment to catch his own breath before pulling out, a stream of their mixed cum followed afterward, and made a mess on his bed. “Heh, guess the both of us could have used that. Huh, Vixen,” Stone joked, knowing its been awhile seen he spent anytime with any of his mares, or vixen in Vixen’s case.

“I’ll, be a good, fox,” Vixen said, gasping for breath, and being completely unresponsive. Whoa, I think I broke her this time. Nah, she’ll sleep it off, and just wake up her usual self, I think. Stone got off the bed, hopped in the shower for a quick clean, and grabbed a pair of shorts.

“So Vixen, you want me to get you anything? A drink, food, anything,” Stone continued to joke with the dazed vixen.

“I’ll be a good fox...mmm.” Vixen rolled over, falling asleep before she could repeat the motto again. Stone walked over to her, wrapped his blanket over her, and kissed her on the forehead. “Mmm, I love you Stone.”

Stone’s heart jumped a beat when he heard Vixen. “And I love you too. I love all of you, I swear I’ll protect you all.” He placed another kiss on her forehead before walking out of the room turning off the lights.

Stone walked down the short hallway to the stairs, only to find that the others were still trying to fix the mess that they were in. “Any luck?” Sparks and Ignite looked his way with tried expressions. “So I’m taking that as a ‘no.’”

“We have a way to do it, its pretty easy, but Ms. Brush may be able to figure out what we’re doing,” Sparks informed Stone what has been going on for the last hour. “Its a combination of a mind-infiltration spell and suggested information.”

“Well what’s the problem?” Stone knew that Sparks wasn’t the best unicorn but she should have been able to pull off such a spell.

“The problem is Ms. Brush here, a very well trained unicorn, has the ability to detection magic,” Sparks pointed out, knowing that it was going to take a lot of magic to get around Inky’s detection.

“Again, what’s the problem,” Stone asked, having limited knowledge about magic.

“The problem is if I try and go in Ms. Brush’s head, she’ll know, and could simply run a memory-recovery spell.” Sparks was at her wits end, trying to force entry could not only get the team caught, but also destroy some of Inky’s memories.

“Well what if you had more magic to work with,” Stone thought, he had already went to the refrigerator to grab himself a bottle of milk.

“Well gee, that sounds great,” Ignite started, sarcastic encasing her voice. “If Star wasn’t pissed, and I’m sure that Vixen can barely move.”

“Uh,” Stone could hear Vixen’s voice echoing the phase in his head. “I’ll go get Star,” He said, backpedaling from the bat-dragon mare, almost tripping on one of the boxes of books. He recovered in time to place his bottle on a table near the stairs, while climbing up he looked back to see the irritated expression on Ignite’s face, and it didn’t take much for him to tell that he messed something up.

He walked back down the hall, checked on Vixen- who still was asleep with a happy smile -before going to Star’s door. “Captain?” He knocked on the door, remembering the last time he walked in without her permission.

“Go away,” Star called back from the other side of the door, not wanting to see, or hear the dog.

“Captain, I need to talk to you.” Stone needed to know what was bothering her, he always hated to see any of his mares upset.

“I said, go away Stone.” He could hear that Star didn’t want for him to actually go away. Stone sighed knowing what he had to do and he didn’t like it. He turned the doorknob, honestly surprised that she didn’t lock the door, and stepped in the dark room. On the far left side he spotted Star sitting at her work-desk, downing another shot of the cider.

“Captain, you know that you not supposed to be drinking on the job,” Stone joked, hoping that it would get her to crack a smile.

She didn’t.

“I told you to go away, don’t you have a vixen to calm down,” Star quipped, pouring another round of the hard cider.

“Heh, already did that, but forget about it. I’m here to talk to you.” Stone grabbed an empty chair, taking a seat next to Star, and taking away her shot-glass.

“Hey give that back, that an order-” Star’s half-dunked demand was cut short by Stone placing his lip over her’s. Star tried to put up a fight before giving in to the kiss, savoring the feeling of being close to someone.

Stone ended the kiss far more early than Star would have liked, he put the shot-glass down, and looked straight into Star’s violet-blue eyes. “Star, talk to me.” Stone’s voice was low, full of concern, and worry for the mare. Star looked away, still unwilling to be moved by her emotions, and fought off any desire to throw herself at Stone. Stone saw the conflict in her eyes, he gently took Star by the face, and forced her to look him in the eyes again. “Please.”

Star gave up the pointless fight and wrapped her arms around him, tears soaking his fur chest. “I’m n-not fit to be captain, I c-can’t even get you to hand back my drinking glass to me. How can I be expected to lead an entire team,” Star cried, finally letting the weeks of pressure, and high expectation break her harden shell.

Stone comforted the mare, rubbing her mane in an effort to calm her down, and remained silent allowing her to continue. “Three weeks, we’ve been stationed here for three weeks, and what do we have to show for it,” Star asked, but it was more directed at herself than Stone. “We, I messed up Stone, Inky will know something up now, and there’s nothing I can do about it.” Star continued to whimper, slightly shaking, and sniffling as she kept crying.

“Star, you’re wrong. You’re a great captain, we managed to do a lot in these three weeks, and Sparks and the others found a way to fix this,” Stone said, trying his best to comfort his captain- no -his marefriend. “And,” He raised Star’s head to look to him, “they need you.”

Star looked like she was going to bust with tears again, but was able to choke them down. My team- my family -needs me. I can’t let them down. Star forced herself to the comforting and protection of Stone’s embrace to face the task at hand. She wiped away any tears that were left, replacing her depressed expression with one of pure determination, and stepped out of the room with a new kick in her step.

That’s my mare. Stone grabbed the half empty bottle of peach cider and took a swig. As soon as the pinkish color drink touched his tongue he had to force the drink down. That’s my mare.

Stone soon rejoin the others to find that Nyx was missing. “Hey where's are bat-pony?”

“She said something about being tired, so she in her room,” Ignite answered, tossing an empty bottle of milk to Stone. “By the way, we need more milk.” Stone look down at the bottle and then towards the spot where he placed his, only to find that it was missing.

“Aww, man, I really wanted that,” Stone grumbled, tossing the glass in the recycle bin.

“Aww that’s too bad, I saved some right here though.” Ignite grabbed her breasts and started to shake them trying to tease the dog. Stone could feel both his mouth and shaft give their own separate responses, but he was able to fight back the primal desires.

“Ignite, now is not the time for that,” Star said, her commanding voice returned in full. “Now you two sit down and be quite.” Star turned back to Sparks going over the plan one last time. “Alright so I stop her detection spell, while you alter her memory, right?”

“That’s the plan, from what I can tell she isn’t that strong of a unicorn, so you shouldn’t have that much trouble with stopping the spell.” Sparks re-read the part that Nyx pointed out, it all seemed simple enough: Take a recent memory, leave what is true, and change what’s needed to be. Simple, right?

“Then let’s get to work.” Star said, reaching her hand out to Sparks’s. The two joined hands, channeling their magic together, and Sparks started the mind-inflation spell. Their eyes started to glow from the color of each other’s irises, collapsing to the ground the last sign that the spell worked.

“You think they’re okay?” Stone looked at the two as they had their backs pressed against each other, completely unaware of the world around them.

“Oh I sure that they’re fine, so as long as we keep quiet,” Ignite smirked, taking the opportunity she been waiting for all week. “You can manage that right?” Ignite started to brush her thin tail against his leg, pressed her breasts closer towards him, and a sultry smile to top it all off.

“Uh, y-yeah of course I can.” Shit, I forgot that Ignite had a thing for getting caught. Okay stay calm, stay calm. It can’t take Sparks that long, right? Stone prayed to Cerberus that he was right.

“Then while we wait, why don’t we play a game? Let’s say, ‘hard-cord mode.’” Ignite pounced on top of Stone, biting her way down to the ‘goal’ of her little game. Stone knew stopping her now would make things worse for later, so he just let Ignite continue to play, biding his time.

Inky Brush's subconscious; Memory storage

“Man, Ms. Brush really is an organized mare.” Sparks and Star walked through Inky’s subconscious, careful with each step as the wrong move could activate any mental barriers that Inky had over her brain.

“I’m still amazed that its not all jumbled up, wouldn’t an artist’s subconscious be less, clean,” Star asked, impressed with each corridor they took.

“Usually that is true, but there are times where an artist would be highly organized,” Sparks explained, being one herself she could provide information on an artist thoughts. “And its this organization that’s going to make our jobs a whole lot easier.”

“Why’s that,” Star asked, not having as much mind-inflation training as Sparks. Then again, Sparks did always have a knack for stuff like this.

“Ms. Brush seems to know a little about controlling her subconscious, if the somewhat cryptic labeling is anything to go by, but its due to this organization that it will be easy to find the right memory.” The two reached a room that had two split paths, one being labeled: Eventum, and the other labeled: Animus. “And this is my point right here, it seems both of the paths could hold what we’re looking for, but she has them labeled similar so inflators- like us -would get lost.”

“Ingenious,” Star whispered awestruck by the simple comic book artist’s mind.

“Well she isn’t called the Eden prodigy for nothing,” Sparks said, examining the two corridors, for any signs of one of them being the right one.

That’s right, Inky isn’t from Equestria. Star remembered reading the reports that Princess Nightmare handed her before sending them off to assist with the gang problems that arose in the recent years. Inky was originally from the Lunar Republics, her whole family had been for generations, that was until she got a full-ride scholarship from an art-school in Baltimare.

Maybe that would explain all of this. It was a well-known fact that in the Lunar Republics, unicorns practice a slightly altered version of magic than their Equestria counterparts. For Inky to be able to do this, who knows what else this mare can do. That must be why Princess Nightmare wanted us to watch over her. Princess Nightmare had refused to give a real reason as to why the mare was important, but Star knew it had something to do with her mind.

“Hey Captain,” Sparks voice broke Star out of her thoughts. “I think I’ve got it figured out, if I’m right the memory should be down this way.” She pointed to the path labeled Eventum, Star nodded, and the two started to make their way down the path.

Better hurry, who knows what Ignite is doing to Stone right now. An image of Ignite clawing towards Stone with hungry look in her eyes, forced Star to pick up speed, and dashed through the pathway.

Meanwhile outside of Inky’s subconscious

Slurping sounds could be heard throughout the living room that the team called home. Stone pressed himself against the couch, fighting all canine instincts that reared its ugly head, but he was at his end and Ignite could tell.

She continued to swirl her long fork-like tongue around the tip of Stone’s shaft while her breast encased the rest in a warm embrace. She teased the underside of his shaft causing him to tense up, fighting the urge to simply taking Ignite.

“No fair Stone, its no fun if you don’t let me win sometimes,” She teased as though she was a filly losing a videogame. She decided to ‘take it up the level,’ so she started to lift her breasts up and down, massaging the hardened shaft, and adding a new level of pleasure Stone had to fight against. Each time she would reach the top, Ignite would lick her own nipples, and bring them down to rest on Stone’s stones. The motion was repeated for several minutes before Ignite thought she should get to the good part. She removed her breasts, replacing it with the rest of her mouth, and tongue, moaning when she still could taste his and Vixen’s cum.

A quiet roar escaped Stone’s mouth, as holding back base instincts became more difficult by the second. Looking down he saw Ignite looking up to him, bliss expressed on her face. The pacing of her bobs became quick, her tongue circled around his shaft, and even touching the base. Shit, shit, keep in control. Keep everything under control, holy Cerberus Ignite is good at this Stone battled a two-way fight, one against his canine instincts, and the other against the pleasure that he was receiving from the dreadfully skilled Ignite.

Come on, I’m doing everything right. So why hasn’t he cum yet? For two weeks, Ignite has been reading erotic magazines, trying to improve her skills on pleasuring Stone. Gah, just blow already so we can get to the good part. I been practicing with bananas for two weeks for this. The strain on her neck was making it harder for her to continue with the ‘game.’ Ignite thought fast, remembering one section in a BDSM magazine that said some males enjoy biting.

Well here goes nothing. Ignite turned her head sideways and lightly bit on the throbbing shaft. The end result was a roar that was louder than the one from before. Wow, did that just work? I wonder, Ignite tried the same thing, only this time a bit harder, and the same end result. Oh, wow that’s perfect. Better make small bites though.

Ignite started to take small bites on Stone’s shaft, her reward was more quiet roars, and throbbing that told her that she was close to her goal. The new onslaught of bites pushed Stone further to the edge of insanity and from the way Ignite was doing it, it wouldn’t be much longer before he fell off the edge.

Wait, a damn minute. One of Stone’s instincts brought forth knowledge that he should have already thought of. Ignite is a part of my pack- one of my mares -why the hell am I fighting against it? Stone threw all caution and worry to the wind, he grabbed Ignite by the ear, and started to push her head further down.

Ignite was caught off-guard by Stone’s sudden change in heart, but still continued the bobbing. She could feel the tip of Stone’s shaft touch the back of her throat, and Ignite forced her gag-reflex not to act, but it proved harder than she thought. Damn, so this is what the magazine meant by ‘deep throat.’ Ignite thought, hoping that she could last a bit longer. Stone could feel that he didn’t recover fully from Vixen, his release was cumming, and he couldn’t fight it any longer.

“I-Ignite, I-I’m gonna.” He tried to warn Ignite of the oncoming torrent, but was too late as the first loads fired straight down her throat. She did her best to swallow as much as possible, but a few small streams leaked out the corners of her mouth. She pulled off of Stone’s shaft, swallowing the last bits of sticky cum. “Ignite, I’m sorry I tried to-”

“I win.”

“Huh?” Stone was lost by what Ignite meant, he thought that she would cook him alive, but the statement told otherwise.

“I won the game, so I get my prize.” Ignite stood up, taking a seat on Stone’s semi-hard shaft. “That’s how the game goes.”

“What game, ‘cause I want to play.” Both of the lovers were frozen in place at the sound of Nyx’s voice. They dared to look her way to see that she was standing at the top of the stairs. Ignite was quick to think and adapt to the change in plans.

Stone was going to say something when Ignite shut his mouth. “Why of course you can play Nyx. We were about to get the the best part.” Ignite invited Nyx over with a finger, excitement ripping through her body at the thought of playing a new game with her fellow pack member.

Inky’s Memory storage; 10:35PM Friday Night

“Right there when Nyx shows up, replace the stun-ball with a smoke one, and see what happens.” Back inside of Inky suspicious, Star and Sparks were changing minor details to see what would be the best outcome of the change of events, and things started to look promising.

Sparks made the necessary changes to the memory and then let it play out. “Okay so if, we do that: Vixen takes out the two, the other one didn’t get the chance to rush Ms. Brush, and I take out the last one from the roof. Then, Vixen would have pointed them out, and Nyx wouldn’t make in time to knock them out, but still would have shot a stun-ball at them.” Close,

“Try removing Nyx altogether, if she isn’t there to knock them out, then we’ll tell them what happened instead.” Star figured that the best thing to do was take Nyx out of the picture altogether.

“Umm...that may take a while,” Sparks said, already going to work, and removing all of Inky’s knowledge about Nyx. “Ms. Brush sure does take note of everything around her. She even thought about Nyx’s body language, most ponies don’t- or even can’t -do that.”

“You’re right, Inky is no mere prodigy.” Star was far more than just amazed by Inky, in one night she had proven that she had the mentality of a Lunar guard, yet lacked any training to back the mentality up. I wonder how her life would turn out if she did stay in the Lunar Republics. Star knew that Inky could easily pass any test the Lunar guard could give her, with time she could receive enough training to pass the physical part, and would rise through the ranks with ease. As Sparks played back the altered version of the memory, she noticed something off about Inky, and paid closer attention to her.

As the third stallion started to run towards Inky and Feather, Inky stood out from her hiding spot, and dodged the stallion’s knife sweeping her leg under his.

“Whoa, hey Captain did you know,” Sparks asked, hinting to the memory that they just saw.

“No, no I didn’t, but I believe that Princess Nightmare does.” Forget the Lunar guard, that mare could make it through the Nightmare guard just as easily. So what’s stopping her from doing that naturally? Star knew that Inky must have some kind of potential, even if small.

“You think that’s what the book is for?” Sparks voice broke Star out of her thoughts.

“What do you mean,” Star asked.

“Well, within everyone- other species included -there’s a hidden level of awareness that one can call upon in time of need. Of course you’ve heard of the fight or flight, right,” Sparks asked, not sure how much of the topic Star knew about.

“Yes I do, so you’re saying that Inky choose fight over flight?” From what Star could tell, that seemed the case.

“Close, she didn’t ‘choose’ it,” Sparks said, knowing the exact point Star was referring to. “See right here, the way she suddenly moved. From the reports we’ve read, Ms. Brush has no combat skills whatsoever- even after she was enrolled in that combat class -she showed no skill with it at all.”

“Sparks get to the point, are you saying she has hidden potential, or are you saying she just reacted,” Star asked, tired of dealing with a subject she knows next to nothing about.

“I’m saying that the book maybe a catalyst for hidden potential,” Sparks said, standing back up, and walking away from the memory. “Think about it, when the enchanted comic books first came out there were bugs in the spell, and one of them was unicorns gaining abilities.” Sparks did make a good point.

The first enchanted comic beta testers did suffer some slight defects from the comics. Ponies would be sucked in without even activating the spell, some wouldn’t even want to come back, and some well-adapted unicorn did go through magic feedback from the comic’s magic.

“And since she wanted a living world, she didn’t put any of the required restrictions on the book. Therefore, she is getting a slight magical feedback from it, and any hidden potential is coming to the surface,” Sparks finished her hypothesis, shaking her head in amazement. “If that’s the case, why wasn’t this used in the guards,” She asked, knowing that she could use the extra boost in magic.

“Because unicorns would use it as an excuse to take over,” Star said, putting the loose pieces together. “That’s why we’re watching her, we’re to keep her from going down that path.”

“Yeah I guess you’re right. Still what makes her different,” Sparks asked, not really seeing anything that special about Inky. “Sure she a prodigy, but there’s one for that in everything, and she not, social.”

“Well she has a marefriend now, with time that could change, so let’s not call it done just yet.” Star could tell that whatever part Inky was be playing, it will be an important one. “Come on, let’s head back. Knowing Ignite, she most likely playing a game with Stone.”

“Oh come on Star, I’m sure that Stone is just fine,” Sparks said with a roll of the eyes, she and Star started to make their way towards the exit. Though, it has been awhile since our last ‘swim.’ Sparks thought to herself, realizing just how long its been since she- or even Star -had anytime alone with their dog. Hang on Stone, I’ll save you from drowning!

Sparks started to pick up her pace toward the direction she thought was the right way. Star noticed the swiftness in Sparks’s step, she too started to pick up the pace pulling ahead of Sparks.

Sparks was surprised when Star came from behind, “Hang on Captain, I mapped out our path so I think I should take lead.” She jogged to stay in front of Star, who wouldn’t have any of it.

“Don’t worry about it Sparks,” Star said, jogging passed Sparks. “You’ve done enough for today and deserve a break.”

Sparks met Star’s jogging with a light run, “Please Captain, I feel just fine, and it’ll be faster if I took lead,” She said, talking more about something else then leaving Inky’s subconscious.

“A good captain knows how to treat her subportants. So rest up, I know you’ll need it,” Star said, locking eyes with Sparks, but neither one breaking the run.

“I know a shortcut, it’ll be faster, and I still do have to alter Ms. Pen’s memory to fit this one.” The light-run turn into a full sprint, neither one allowing the other to gain any lead over the other. They started to turn at every corner, in hopes of tricking the other, they ran up and down stairs going further into Inky’s suspicious.

Easily becoming lost.

“Hey Captain, did you hear that?”

Meanwhile, outside of Inky’s subconscious

“I-Ignite i-its too big.” Nyx and Ignite were taking their time enjoying their...’prize.’

“Come on Nyx, get your flank down that mare-breaker,” Ignite said, still being cautious not to distribute Star or Sparks from changing Inky’s memory, not like she was worried about them failing. “You got this.”

Nyx shook her head, tears of pain filling her eyes. “N-no, its too big.” Nyx tried her hardest to push down further, but the pain would force her to stop. Ignite pulled Nyx in for a kiss, doing all she can to calm the smaller mare down.

“Nyx, you got this. I’ve seen you take on a rampaging minotaur, so I know you got what it takes,” Ignite said in a soft and soothing voice, wiping away the tears from Nyx eyes, and planting a kiss on her forehead. “You know you’re so cute when you actually show your emotions.”

“S-shut up, e-emotions are a s-sign of w-weakness,” Nyx said, remembering the motto from her father, who too was in the guard. “I’m not w-weak.”

“No you’re not, and having emotions don’t make you weak. It actually make you strong,” Ignite said, pulling Nyx in for another kiss, and wrapping her arms around her small torso. “Being close to somepony- or in this case someone -makes you stronger. To be able to depend on someone else, letting them see your weaknesses, and letting them help you is what makes one strong.”

Ignite held Nyx close, rubbing her hands along her back, and the base of her wings- where most avians are most sensitive. She licked along side of Nyx’s neck, erecting a moan from the mare.

“O-okay, I-I’m ready.” Nyx bit her lip, resuming the painful- yet very pleasurable -task of pushing further down on Stone’s shaft. “Ahh! Ignite its, its filling me up!” Ignite continued to comfort the mare, encouraging her to go further down. “Ignite, it, it hurts. I can’t,” Nyx said, struggling with the last few inches.

“Yes you can. Like you just said, ‘you’re not weak.’” Ignite lowered her hands, wrapping her hands around Nyx’s waist, and pushing in the last inch. The pain snapped Nyx into her carnivore-like instincts, she bared her fangs, and bit hard on Ignite’s shoulder. She flinched from the pain, but thanks to her scale-like fur, Ignite was able to deal with the pain, and she continued to push Nyx further down causing her more pain, but much more pleasure.

Stone he’s inside of me, he’s a part of me, I’m his. Nyx released her fangs from Ignites shoulder, licking the two fang marks covering them with an enzyme to make them heal. All Nyx could do was rest her head on Ignite’s shoulder, breathing slow, and heavy trying to recover as fast as possible.

“Ignite I’m so sorry, I just lost control and-” Ignite sealed Nyx’s lips with a kiss, putting all worries away, and embracing each other.

“Don’t worry about it, dragon blood remember? It’ll heal quick, even faster thanks to your saliva.” Ignite rubbed Nyx’s cheeks, calming down all of her worries. She brushed back Nyx’s crimson-red bangs, so she could gaze into her purple-sapphire gems. “You know, you should wear your hair back sometimes.”

Nyx stared into Ignite's fiery-orange eyes, radiant orbs only speaking truth from Ignite’s words. “Ignite, I love you.” Nyx pulled Ignite in for a loving kiss, all needs and desires long since forgotten.

That and one more thing.

“Mmmpf!” Something- or rather somedog -brushed his canines over Ignite’s marehood. Too lost in comforting Nyx, Ignite had forgotten that she forced Stone to lay down on the couch, then promptly sat on his face. “Stone! Oh crap, I forgot.”

Ignite sat up a little allowing Stone to take a huge breath of fresh air. “Ignite, I’m going to-” He was promptly silenced by Ignite sitting back on his snout, the vibrations from him speaking was sent up through Ignite’s spine.

Ignite looked down to see the angry look on Stone’s face, “Sorry Stone, you had your fun, now let the mares play.” She stuck her tongue at him, causing him to attempt to shout only serving to pleasure Ignite. “Mmmm, just like that.”

Why that little, alright she wants to play a game then let’s play a ‘game.’ Stone started to push his tongue inside of Ignite, making her moan in delight. “Stone, wait until w-we start the game,” Ignite moan, knowing that Stone could easily bring her to a climax. “Nyx, are y-you ready?”

“Y-yeah,” Nyx said, still unsure about the whole thing.

“We’ll s-start on three. O-one, t-two, three!” With help from Ignite, Nyx started to lift up from Stone’s shaft- missing the full feeling in doing so -and staining to push back down. She waited a few seconds before repeating the process, soon doing so without Ignite’s help, and freely raiding Stone’s shaft.

“Ahh, Ignite t-this feels so g-good,” Nyx blurted out, rubbing her own small breast, and twisting the nipples. Much of the pain soon faded away as she started at her own pace.

“S-see? I k-knew you like it, mmmph,” Ignite moaned as Stone reached further inside of her. She leaned in to take Nyx by the mouth, allowing Stone more room to work with. He added claws to the mix, nippling on Ignite’s swollen cilt. “Nyx, w-we’ve got to b-beat Stone. Please make h-him cum first. It’s all up to you,” Ignite said, knowing that she going to lose the battle.

“Ignite...I-I don’t k-know if I can,” Nyx moaned, knowing that she is close herself.

Ignite pulled Nyx to her mouth so she could whisper, “Then let us lose together.” Ignite rubbed the base of Nyx’s wings causing her to start losing control of her instincts again. She bite on Ignite’s shoulder, slamming down on Stone as hard as she could. Ignite too started to bounce on Stone’s face, wanting- no, needing -release.

Ignite’s scent drove Stone wild, each time a fresh drop of her juice landed on his tongue it made him want more. He reached as deep as his tongue would allow him to go, only wanting Ignite to cum just so he could taste more of the oddly spicy, and salty cum.

Nyx could feel that she was beyond her limit, “Ignite I’m going to-” She was silenced with a kiss from Ignite. The two wrapped their tongues around each others, moaning in unison as they both came. Nyx buried herself all the way down Stone’s shaft, gripping tightly, and releasing her cum. Ignite trapped Stone’s head in between her legs, drowning him in a torrent of her own cum.

The vices around his shaft and head, plus the spicy mare-cum was able to send Stone over the edge. He fired a stream into Nyx, who couldn’t take the sudden warmth, and came again from the sheer force of dog cum.

Nyx collapsed on Ignite’s chest, she managed to get off of Stone’s face, and took a spot on his chest with a sleeping Nyx in her arms. “Looks like the game ended in a tie,” She said with a smile before falling asleep herself.

Stone stared at the ceiling, an exhausted look on his face, but he still was able to smile. He wrapped his protective arms around the two, making them nuzzle further into his growing winter coat, and both muttering ‘I love you's.’

Man, these mares are going to milk me dry. I wonder what’s taking Captain and Sparks so long anyways? Meh, I’m sure they're fine.

Iny’s subconscious; Nightmare realm

“Captain what the fuck is that thing?” Sparks’s and Star’s foalish competition had left them lost in Inky’s mind, they soon found themselves running for their lives from one of Inky’s monstrous nightmares, and any chance of escape was looking slim.

“Don’t know, don’t care, just keep running soldier.” This is all your fault Stone. I hope you found a safe place to sleep, because when I get out of here you are dead.