Author's Note

Half the song and dance, and four times the hypnotism! Four times the cock-sucking! Four times the musk! Four times the bimbofication! Four times the Rarity? No, just the regular amount of Rarity.

The Super-Speedy Hypno-Wheely 12000

The Flim Flam Brothers were back with a vengeance. Parking their freshly-repaired Super-Speedy Hypno-Wheely 12000 just outside Rarity's boutique, they lay in wait, idly stroking themselves in anticipation. This time they would take better precautions. This time they'd really get her, and with any luck the effects would have four times the sticking power as before. They licked their lips at the prospect of recruiting a musk-addicted harem of brainless bimbos to have their way with any time they pleased.

It wasn't long before Rarity spotted them through a window, lurking just outside in their fantastic and hypnotic contraption. Having no lasting memory of the previous month's events, she could think of no reason at all not to step outside the safety of her home and investigate. Little did she know that soon enough she would be thinking of nothing at all. The moment she closed the door behind her she felt the machine beginning its work, the magic radiating toward her and her alone with expertly-tuned accuracy.

Flam aimed the machine precisely at her head, and she felt drawn to look toward it through the small window on the side of the vehicle's cabin. She stared at the concave dish as it spun, the spiral slowly melting her mind away like waves at a beach. She closed her eyes and put a hoof to her temple in exhausted pain. Like, why's my head feel so funny? She thought absent-mindedly, unaware that mind-absence was the very intention of Flim and Flam's designs.

Flim, ever eager to get his rocks off, decided to step over and strike up a conversation. "Howdy ma'am, care to take a closer look inside our fantabulous invention?" He was all smiles, behind which lie the predatory gleam of a rapist. He gestured for her to step closer, and peek through the window where Flam sat in wait, hooves at the dials and levers.

"Like, gee mister, that sounds totally fun!" Rarity bubbled, her eyes already beginning to glaze over. "Thanks sooo much for showing me this neato thing ya got here!" I'll show you a neato thing alright, just as soon as we get you inside, Flim thought with a smirk.

He opened the door and ushered her inside quickly, glancing around furtively to make sure no one had seen them speaking. Satisfied that there were no witnesses, he hopped into the driver's seat and quickly turned on the ignition, making a J-turn and driving back down the road, taking a small turn to drive just off the unpaved path and into the forest. Earlier the Flim Flam Brothers found a nice secluded clearing that would give them all the privacy they needed.

Parking the car and donning his protective ultraviolet goggles, Flim stepped into the main cabin of the Super-Speedy Hypno-Wheely 12000, to find Flam hard at work turning Rarity's mind to mush. The softer her mind became, the harder his cock, as the giant spiraling wheel turned and turned, its four smaller spirals whisking away Rarity's intelligence quotient with record speed.

"Flam, I see you've already gotten her well-acquainted with our new and improved machine," Flim snickered, an evil grin sneaking across his face. He licked his lips as he eyed Rarity sitting there, completely fixated on the spirals in front of her. "Hm, turn it off for a second, I need to just check on something," he said, and Flam shut off the device with a low hum.

Rarity blinked and looked around, asking, "Hey, why'd'ja turn off da wheel? I was havin' like, such a good time lookin' at it, hehe!" Perfect, she was well on her way to being clay in their hooves, that they would mould perfectly into the shape of a mindless cum-dumpster. "Like, thanks so much for lettin' me watch this thing, it's like, so pretty!" She smiled completely innocently, oblivious to the small voice in the back of her head telling her to run away and save herself.

"Oh, don't worry about anything," Flim started, "We just want to make sure you're comfortable, that's all."

Run, Rarity, don't just sit there! Get out, get out while you still can!

"Flam, how's she doing?" He turned to his brother, his filthy yellow teeth on full display.

Get out Rarity, they're going to rape you! They're going to rape you with their great big cocks! Look how hard they are!

"Oh she's doing very well brother, she's already had her intelligence reduced fifty percent, suggestibility increased ten-fold, inhibitions lowered by twenty percent, musk-addition has been implanted and stands at sixty-nine percent," he chuckled, listing off more and more numbers and statistics.

Look at their cocks, their big meaty...cocks...they're going to rape you with…with those fat...juicy...cocks...

"Um, I don't know about any of that boring stuff, but like, I'm super-ready to watch some more wheel whenever you are, hehe!" Rarity giggled, completely ignorant of all the ramifications of the 'boring stuff' Flam was talking about.

Like, that 'boring stuff' is your brain, Rarity! Like, he's saying that you're totally stupider now! Like, don't look at their big dicks, and definitely don't lick them! I mean like, it would be nice though, to get just a little taste…no! NO! Not just a little taste, Rarity! Like, you want the whole thing, silly filly! You've gotta lick like, every inch of their musky cocks!

Rarity licked her lips and looked back and forth between the Flim Flam Brother's crotches and the currently dormant spiral dish. Oh, why couldn't life be easier for her, why couldn't she get to tongue-bathe their veiny pricks and watch the Super-Speedy Hypno-Wheely 12000 slowly spin its way through her brain, erasing her personality and making her the brainless bimbo musk-addict she never knew she always wanted to be? She was about to get that wish.

Flim took a seat next to Flam, adjusting the wheel to point right at Rarity's head as Flam started up the machine once more. Rarity shuddered as the waves crashed through her sopping wet mind and made her blink wide-eyed as it began beaming its message of submission directly into her very core.

You are a mindless musk-addicted cum-whore bimbo. You will suck cock and swallow cum. You will sniff up and lap greedily at all the filthy musk you can. Musk turns you on. You are a mindless musk-addicted cum-whore bimbo…

The machine commanded her with a forceful tone, and she was powerless to disobey. She felt her own juices leak down her thighs as she crawled over to the seated Flim Flam Brothers and took each of their dicks in her hooves, immediately stroking them and licking all over their engorged crowns.

"Best money we ever spent, brother," Flim cackled.

I like, totally love cock! The thought flashed through Rarity's mind as she languidly massaged their shafts and sucked their tips.

"Intelligence reduced a grand total of eighty-seven percent…" Flam smiled with a satisfied sigh.

You are a mindless musk-addicted cum-whore bimbo. You are a mindless… The machine droned on at a frequency only Rarity could pick up.

"Inhibitions completely erased, suggestibility up thirty-fold…" Flam grunted, a hoof on the intensity dial, the other tangled in Rarity's mane.

Like, I am a mindless musk-addicted cum-whore bimbo! Rarity repeated to herself in her mind as she licked the brothers up and down their thick members, moving down to suck at their balls and slurp up the spit-and-sweat mixture that coated them all over, rolling her eyes back in pleasure as she overwhelmed her senses with their heady aromas.

"Ungh, tell me how much you love musk and cock, you whore," Flim spat, hawking up a gob of mucuous and ejecting it throatily onto Rarity's smiling face.

"Like, I just LOVE musk, and I LOVE cock, hehe!" She laughed, her mind and any original thoughts completely drowned out now by the sound of the machine repeating her mantra of commands. Images of their sweaty dicks and heavy cum-laded nutsacks danced in her mind's eye.

Flim grunted as he came, blasting a huge wad of jizz that caught Rarity across the cheek and right eye, and she eagerly enveloped his dick in her hot, wet mouth, suckling at it lewdly. She swallowed all his seed eagerly, and when he had no more to give her she turned her attention to Flam. Quickly she was rewarded with a second mouthful, and she guzzled that down too, stroking them both slowly back to hardness to signal how much of a cum-whore bimbo she was now.

With a groan, Flam turned to his brother and read out the final stats for their prey's mind: "Musk-addition successfully implanted and finalized at one-hundred percent. Intelligence lowered by ninety-five percent of original quotient. Inhibitions erased. Personality erased. Suggestibility at one-hundred fold of original. She stands ready for new personality matrix, brother. What say you and I give this cum-thirsty pony a whole new outlook on life? What do you think of that, Bimbority?" He grinned wickedly as he looked down at her cum-streaked face.

She thought nothing, of course. She merely smiled up at them blankly, idly stroking their dicks and lapping at their tips as they leaked small errant amounts of cum and more pre, signalling their arousal anew. She would have no more pesky thoughts to make her confused. There would be no more dresses for her to wear in her future.

From now on all she would wear was the cum of stallions, and the smell of their rank odorous musk all over her mouth and face, as she luridly rubbed her cheeks against their sacks.

THE END

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"Mmm, you boys smell so good," she said with a husky voice and blank, expressionless eyes.