Author's Note

to avoid reading the clop in this chapter stop reading after "To say it saddened me wouldn't be lying." and pick up again at "I decided not to speak," for Rarity and stop first stop reading at "TWELVE HOURS AGO" and pick up after "Y-you're sure you want to buy her?" for Pinkie, then stop again at "My face went red. Before entering Pinkie's mind I'd have to... I sighed. Well, I knew dealing with Pinkie was going to be difficult. This was certainly going to be an interesting experience. " and pick up again at "I was panting. Using the spell the way I had had been more taxing than I'd expected and I'd have to really focus."

Chapter 6

Chapter 6

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"Okay, that's just disturbing." Apple Bloom and Rainbow Dash nodded, agreeing with me as we watched a blue Earth Pony mare kneeling in front of Mac, rubbing her breasts, begging him to punish her, a red collar around her neck.

When I'd gotten back from the market, I asked if anypony knew what a switch was and what I learned was not comforting and told me exactly why this world's Discord had so quickly agreed to only doing the one thing I'd asked him to and and go into hiding right after.

A switch was the greatest sentence for a crime any male could get. It involved them being placed in chains to keep them in place and a mixture of spells being used on them. When it was over, the stallion would have been turned into a horny mare, eager to be sexually pleased and pleasing.

That was what I was looking at. The Cutie Mark confirmed it. This was Noteworthy. Apparently he'd been causing problems for the town already, before his argument with Big Mac about AJ tricking Noteworthy into nearly getting attacked by an escaped warbeast. His going against a direct order by forcing himself on me when Mac had forbidden it and signed the paperwork to make it official, had been the last straw. Now he was a mare, just like us. Only difference was, while not a purple, Noteworthy, now Sing-Song as she'd been renamed by the courts, wanted sex so badly she was willing to do it with anyone, even other mares.

She'd been delivered this morning and while I knew it was wrong, since, if not for the spell, Noteworthy wouldn't have been like that in the first place, it gave me some cruel sense of pleasure to see him... or rather her like this.

Dash moved to take Sing-Song inside to orientate her, but Mac held up a hand. He walked up to the blue earth mare and put his hand under her chin. "You tried ta take mah sister away from me," he growled and I at once realized it was wise not to get in his way. While Mac hadn't been affected like the other stallions, becoming a jerk believing in the some morals about mares as the caribou, his anger had been put to a much shorter fuse. "Normally, Ah wouldn't purposely make a mare sexually suffer," his eyes narrowed, "but after what you did, Ah think puttin' ya'll through that's gettin' off easy."

He then ordered Dash to go set her up in the same kind of apple collecting device as several of the other girls were forced to wear, entrapping their heads and hands within it like a normal set of stocks would, but at either side of it was a metal ring. Two chains went through either of the rings, each holding a bucket that hung next to the mares' shoulders. The chains then joined at the front, both going through another ring located there, as they ran down the mares' bodies.

Traveling through the valley between their breasts it continued down until it went between their legs and up their backs, ending at a final ring just beneath their shoulder blades, so the chains would grow tighter and tighter, constricting their body and rubbing harshly against their slits and ass cracks, as the buckets filled with apples. Once they were full they were free to empty the bucket in a bin and relieve the pressure, but the constant constrictions against their sensitive areas throughout the day would cause them to get rubbed raw. Though, from the ya Sing-Song was acting, she'd probably like that.

As I turned to go help AJ with plowing the fields, I stopped.

The unicorn has been recovered, my Queen.

I smiled and cupped my hands to my mouth, calling, "Another arrival!"

It was the code Mac had agreed we would use whenever one of the Bearers arrived after my Changelings had recovered and brought them over.

Mac out down the crates of apples he'd been carrying and hurried over to join me as a group of caribou-looking creatures (why my Changelings wouldn't just suck it up and look like normal caribou I still don't understand) walked through the farm gates, a unicorn mare on a leash walking slowly behind them.

Mac signed the official form, which one of my Changelings would take to Spike to be placed with all the other normal registrations, not knowing they were anything but normal, then handed the leash to him, bid him farewell and headed off.

Mac gave me the leash, nodded and headed back to work.

I stared the unicorn, my eyes wide and my gut tightening. This was definitely Rarity, that much was certain, but she didn't look anything like herself anymore. Her mane and tail were disheveled, her fur didn't look like it had been properly taken care of in ages, she was slouching and her eyes were blank and empty, as if she'd lost all motivation to even acknowledge that she was even alive. On top of that, she was on a farm, a farm and didn't seem the least bit bothered at all by all the dirt around her.

It broke my heart to know this had happened to her. However, was going to fix this.

I led Rarity by leash inside and took her to the bedroom. Since so many of us were here now, Mac had gotten AJ and Dash to clear out Apple Bloom's old room, put cushions on the floor and thus a second room for yer extra ponies, including those still yet to come.

I sat down on the cushions and indicated for her to do the same. She did so without complaint or a word. It really hurt to see her like this. I shook myself and placed my hands on her cheeks, closed my eyes and readied the spell.

"Rarity, Master said to relax, think of nothing." I didn't like lying, but in her current state, it was the only way to get her to listen.

At once, I felt her body slacken and sensed her mind going blank. I activated the spell.

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It was different from when I'd entered Fluttershy's mind, instead of finding guards of some kind, there was a large alabaster curtain in front of me. I touched it and it split apart, revealing what was behind.

To say it shocked me wouldn't be lying.

It wasn't the same with Fluttershy. Rarity was hiding behind a chest of draws, remaining out of sight oftwo other Raritys, both with large cocks that were clearly meant to be pounded into Rarity. Like Fluttershy, though, Rarity had tears flowing and her eyes were filled with a great sadness.

The words of the Raritys with cocks reached my ears.

"I'm worthless. Fuck me all you want!" the first said, looking behind a coach. "I'm so much better than all the other cunt mares, you should fuck me til I die!"

"Do what you want to me! " the other said, a mock pout on her face. "I'm nothing. Not beautiful, not graceful; the only thing I'm good for is sucking and taking cock!"

I suddenly realized this was a recreation of Rarity's boutique. it was probably the only safe haven she had. I'd seen something similar when I'd freed Rainbow Dash and Applejack. Inside themselves, they'd been running from the spell versions of themselves, not giving in to it, fighting on.

I couldn't help but feel relieved that Applejack's hunch about Rarity was right, and that she too hadn't given in after all and was still fighting to keep her free mind.

I decided not to speak, thus draw attention to myself this time. Beating Fluttershy's spell selves had been easy, but Rarity was a unicorn, and while it does sound like I'm shooting myself in the foot for it, unicorn's have a strong inner will than pegasi, normal pegasi, anyway and there was no telling what defences these two might initiate in order to stop me.

Instead, I powered up my spell, my eyes changing to Changeling eyes instead of my normal ones. Nightmare Moon's magic flowed around my hands, growing stronger and stronger.

As soon as I felt the charge should strong enough, twice as much as I'd used against Fluttershy's spell selves, I fired, the blast surging towards the two unsuspectingly Spell Raritys.

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I gasped, falling back and using my hands to keep myself from falling onto my back. That had taken more energy than before. While Rarity's spell selves hadn't reacted to me, it had taken a minute before the spell destroyed them and cut my link to Rarity's mind.

When I'd recovered my strength, I looked to Rarity, my face going slightly red as I realized what it looked like I was doing when leaned back like that.

She just stared at me, a strange look passing over her face, before she shrieked in an over the top way, like she always did, back in my world.

"Did I—? And did yoi—? Tell me I didn't—!" and she fainted, flopping down on the cushions as she gave out a dramatic shuddering sigh.

Yep. That was Rarity.

I sighed, getting up and and stretching my back. Unlike the others, while I wasn't going to start begging for sex or anything like that, I didn't mind being nude. It was how I'd always been, back in the world I'd grown up in, so it wasn't really that different for me.

I have also started referring to my original world as the world I grew up in instead, since this was my world now, for I could not return.

"Autum!" Fluttershy's voice called in alarm. "Another arrival!"

Oh, right. It had been a few weeks since Rainbow been purchased from Soarin and I'd almost forgotten that I'd gotten word from the group I'd sent after Pinkie that they gotten her.

I sighed, stretching. If Rarity had taken that much energy out of me, I'd probably be asleep for hours after being done with Pinkie. Red collars were one thing, but a purple collar, plus it being Pinkie? I'd be lying if I said I wasn't scared what I might find in that pink head of hers.

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TWELVE HOURS AGO

Pinkie moaned around the cock in her mouth as the five stallions around her blew all at once, filling her in all three holes and covering her with the cum from those not in holes. She was exhausted, but as long as they were happy, that was what mattered.

"Y-you're sure you want to buy her?" a male voice stuttered.

Pinkie's smiled at the sound of this. She was being bought? Well, she'd be sure to make her new master happy.

"Yes," a raspy voice voice said, and Pinkie felt herself being lifted. "Don't worry. She'll still continue her work here. That won't change."

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I gasped as Apple Bloom carried in a limp looking Pinkie, who looked at me in confusion.

However, the confusion suddenly turned into an expression that sent a chill down my spine. Eagerness.

"Where're the cocks?" she gave a wide smile, looking around frantically. "There're here! I can smell them!" She then gave a loud, long sniff to emphasize her point. "Wait." Her hair suddenly flatted and her fur darkened in colour as she looked at me. "Do I know you? You seem familiar." Before her colour returned, along with her puffing mane. "Will AJ be playing with me?"

Apple Bloom gave her a weird look as she lowered the pink pony onto the cushions, then moving Rarity aside. "We're all mares here, Pinkie. There ain't no cocks in this room."

I gulped. "Oh no."

Apple Bloom looked to me in confusion. "Oh no? What's oh no?"

Suddenly Pinkie leaped at me, her eyes hungry.

At once, twelve of the Changelings in the room visualized and grabbed Pinkie, holding her both with their arms and their magic.

Pinkie started darting her head around, her grin becoming like that of a madmare. "Cocks! So many cocks! Give me cocks! Do it now!"

Apple Bloom looked to me with an expression that clearly said, "What?"

I rubbed my arm, blushing. This wasn't exactly something I like talking about. Still don't know how Grandmother was so okay talking about it when i first found out. "Changelings are multi-sexual. We have both male and female anatomies."

She looked like she tried to imagine that, before she blanched. "Okay. Did not need to have that image in mah head."

I nodded, motioned for her to close the door and she did, taking Rarity with her.

I sighed and looked to Pinkie, who was still looking around at all of us, her grin somehow moving beyond the lines of her face. Now, normally, I wouldn't find that any weirder than Pinkie normally, but right now, she was really creeping me out.

"My Queen," one of the Changelings holding her said, sounding anxious. "She will not to be calmed like the others. The only way this purple will calm is if..." He gulped, his face blanching, something normally regular Changelings aren't able to do, "if she has a cock somewhere in her... and we cannot move without losing our grip on her."

My face went red. Before entering Pinkie's mind I'd have to... I sighed. Well, I knew dealing with Pinkie was going to be difficult. This was certainly going to be an interesting experience.

I focused on the other half of myself. My clitoris twitched, causing me to shudder at the feeling it gave off as it did. This was one thing I was really looking forward to doing one we'd stopped the caribou and I used them to start my new hive.

Pinkie's eyes widened as she watched my clit start to grow, getting bigger and bigger, stretching out until it looked like an erected cock. It then grew a few more inches, until it was half as long as one of my arms and just as thick.

I moved forward, focusing on the spell. I would have to enter Pinkie's mind differently. I'd be releasing the spell into her, thus bypassing her need to relax.

I gently pressed my member against her folds, hearing her whine in protest of waiting. Though, I almost whined myself. Grandmother had told me my clit-dick would be just as sensitive as my normal clit, but i hadn't expect it to be this intense, and i hadn't even entered Pinkie yet.

I shook the thoughts from my mind, remembering the task and hand and, focusing on the spell, I shoved my shaft into her, shuddering along with her as I felt her insides hug me close, the extra sensitiveness of my clit-shaft causing an electric shock to course through me. However, I fought the urge to just enjoy myself and released the spell. To her it would have just felt like a came the moment I was in.

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I was standing in a world of black, back to my normal anthro-self, my clit just my clit again, while outside, i knew it was still a shaft.

I glanced behind me and saw fifty Changelings standing there. They had come with me, knowing the Pinkie from the world I grew up in and not trusting I could do this alone.

Frankly, I wasn't willing to test whether or not they were wrong.

And seconds later, that was proven right.

From the blackness a pink mass started coming towards us. At first I didn't realize what it was, become my heart clenched in fear. It... it was an army of Pinkies!

As they charged towards us I heard what they were shouting. "Cum! Cum! Cum! Cum!"

Just as quickly as they'd appeared, however, they suddenly vanished.

Before I could try to understand this however, something dropped onto me and I felt something that felt a lot like a cock shove it's way into my ass.

I whirled my head around to see the Pinkies had reappeared above me and were all falling down on top of me.

I was suddenly caught within what had to be the freakiest gang bang ever, as multiple Pinkies surrounded me and shoved themselves into my pussy, mouth and ass and began pounding into me at break-neck speeds. And not just one per hole, either. There were somehow ten cocks in both my ass, pussy and mouth as I was raped from all sides.

Pinkie power mixed with the fucked up why her mind had become was a very bad thing.

There was a blast of green magic and I dropped to the ground. I looked behind me to see my Changelings blasting at the Pinkies, though all this did was turn their attention away from me and onto them.

"Go, my Queen!" one shouted as he blasted a Pinkie that came at him, only to have one come at him from behind. "We will hold them off! Go find Miss Pie and free her!"

Before I could respond, I saw something that shocked me. Pinkie Pie was among my Changelings, fighting alongside them. Her colours were duller and her mane flat. This was the other side of her, her second personality.

"GO!" she screamed, glaring at me after punching another of the Spell Pinkies away, causing a sickening crunch sound as fist collided with jaw. "Free the me this spell's holding already! I want us together again and this fucking nightmare ended!"

I nodded, getting up, though a bit wobbly, and hurried off in the direction the Pinkie army had original come from. Within moments I find what I was looking for. A pink pony, her mane and tail somehow not deflated, tears streaming down her face, her eyes wide filled with both sorrow and utter rage, being raped from her mouth and pussy by two other pink...

No. She was being raped by at least six versions of herself and all had poofy pink manes and tails, two hers for each of her holes.

However, unlike with Fluttershy, Pinkie's spell selves, while also fucking her in a place neither the unicorn and Pegasus's spell selves had been abusing them, were only saying one word, over and over again. The same word all the Pinkies that had attacked me and my Changelings were saying. Cum.

Not only that, Pinkie was struggling against them. It seemed she was fighting back really hard. Maybe that was why her personalities had shifted before?

I was panting. Using the spell the way I had had been more taxing than I'd expected and I'd have to really focus.

I closed my eyes and channeled every ounce of Nightmare Moon's magic that I could, my hands glowing with it. When the charge was so potent that I could feel it stinging a little, I thrust my hands forward and fired.

The Pinkies all turned at the sound of the blast, their mouths going wide with shock and just as it consumed them, they screamed one finally, blood curdling, "CUM!"

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When I came to, I was lying on my back, being held by somepony. I looked done and saw it was Pinkie. Tears were streaming down her face, wetting my fur.

"Thank you," she whispered, looking up me with those big blue eyes I knew. "Thank you so much."

I nodded, before I closed my eyes and let sleep take me. I was so wiped, sleeping felt like a really good idea.

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King Dainn sat on his throne, frowning. He’d just sent his pets away for sleep, but he was too irritated to enjoy thinking about how he had put them in their place and how little they’d been able to do to stop him.

Luna was still proving troublesome. Her sister had learned her place and was an obedient sex bitch, just as she should be and would so give birth to either his heir, or a rarity for pleasing males.

But something had changed about Luna. She seemed more confidient whenever she resisted him. If was as if she still believed someone was going to overthrow him and return the kingdom to the pathetic thing it was before. This was how it was meant to be and the sooner she accepted that, the better... not that he didn’t mind tormenting her as he tried to tam or break her.

He didn’t really care which happened. If she was tamed, she would be as obedient as her sister and he might even consider giving her the honour of carrying his offspring too.

If she broke... well, she’d be a crazed sex slave, which was still appealing.

“Worried, dear King?”

Dainn stiffened and looked around, his eyes narrowed. “Who’s there?” he demanded, standing up. “Show yourself!”

“Oh, Dainny,” the voice said in mock-disappointment. “Have you really already forgotten me so soon? It’s only been, what, a little over two years since you put me in that stone?!”

Dainn growled, clenching his fists. “Discord. How did you escape?!”

The curtains moved, turning into a mouth with a long tooth, two yellow eyes appearing above them. “Oh, the details of my escape shouldn’t really bother you, dear King. After all...”

The curtains returned to normal and Dainn saw Discord appear in the stained glass window depicting himself conquering Equerstria, Celestia and Luna on all fours in front of him, both with their tongues lolling out their mouths.

Discord moved to the pictures of Celestia and Luna and changed them into each into a blue and white dog respectively.

“... it’s not like my powers are strong enough to stop you. Most I can do is annoy you so much you put me through that little Switch of yours.” He transformed into a female version of himself and winked, waving her ass, before she disappeared from the glass and reappeared as his real male self again, floating in the air above the double doors. “Of course, I’d rather avoid that, so I’m not going to cause you any trouble, my King.” He clicked his fingers and the glass images returned to normal.

Dainn smirked and slowly sat back down. “Indeed. That is wise, Chaos Bringer.”

Discord disappeared and reappeared by one of the non-picture-depicting-windows. “Ooh, Chaos Bringer. I like the sound of that; I might use it in the future. You wouldn’t mind, would you?”

Dainn shrugged, growing bored. “Be my guest. I suppose if your powers are so weak now I’ve nothing to worry about, so I do not see why not. Besides,” he smirked, "I'm not going to deny you that lovely Pegasus you've had you eye on."

Had Discord been facing Dainn, the caribou would've seen the scowl that passed over his face, before he put on his mocking nonchalant smile as he turned around. “Are you sure you have nothing to worry about? Nothing at all?”

Dainn creased his brow slightly. “What do you mean?”

Discord smirked, disappeared and reappeared hovering above the throne. “Well, I couldn’t help but noticed you’ve ordered that the Element Bearers be here in Canterlot five weeks from now on King Dainn Appreciation Day. Lovely bit of an ego-inspired celebration, by the way. I'm sure it will be even grander than the Gala.”

Dainn snorted. “So? They are six of the great prizes won in my conquest of Equestria, five of whom now know their place in this world. Are you saying I am wrong to want to use them to crush the will of those few still believing I will not remain in charge by the fourth anniversary of my conquest?” His tone was warning.

Discord scoffed, putting a paw to his mouth. “Who, moi? Oh, my King, you insult me! I would never say such a thing.”

Dainn nodded. “Good.”

Discord curled like a snake around the throne. “I’m just surprised you’re willingly bringing them all together again so soon and so close to the Crystal Heart.”

Dainn glanced at him. What was he playing at?

“Explain yourself, Discord,” he said, his voice now full of authority. “The heart has been locked in a vault in my chamber that only I can open ever since the fall, save the occasions I take it out and the shards sent to the Crystal Empire.”

Originally, the vault had held the Elements, but when they'd been taken to be given to the Tree of Harmony to stop those black vines, he'd had the heart moved from the Empire to his vault, though leaving the shards. It wasn't that he didn't trust King Shining Armour with the heart, far from it, he just felt that he should have at least something as a trophy and if he couldn't have the Elements, he'd take the next best thing.

Discord floated away like a leaf til he was several feet’s distance from the caribou king. “I’m just surprised,” he turned away so Dainn didn’t notice his smirk, “that you’re certain being near the heart, whether in a vault or not, that it won’t make them remember how they all used to think and decide that is better.”

Dainn smirked. “The way they thought before was foolish. The way they are now is the way they are meant to be. Nothing will change that.”

Discord chuckled.

Dainn’s smirk turned into a scowl. “What’s so funny?”

The dragonequus shook his head. “Oh, nothing. I’m just surprised you’re taking such a chance. I know if it was me in charge, I wouldn’t leave the heart in Canterlot and then bring the Bearers, no matter what state their minds are in, as well. After all, Twilight Sparkle is Cadance's counsin and sister-in-law.”

Dainn’s scowl turned to a thoughtful frown. “What are you suggesting, Discord?”

The mismatched creature grinned, popping away and reappearing behind the throne, a hand on the King’s shoulder. “Well, if you must know, I would put the heart somewhere no one would think to look, nor, even if they did think of it, would be too afraid to go there. You can always then retrieve it for those special occasions, after which they'd be returned to their hiding place.”

Dainn raised an eyebrow. “Like where?”

Discord smirked. “Why, the castle of the Two Pony Sisters, of course.” He clicked his fingers and a dark cloak appeared around his body. On anyone else it would have looked menacing, but the way he did it just made it bad comedy. “It is so terrifying, none of this kingdom have set foot or hoof there since the Elements defeated Nightmare Moon. And, with you ruling now...”

“None would have the nerve to even try,” Dainn smirked, nodding. “An intriguing idea, Discord. Are you sure none have been there?”

Discord bowed. “I can promise you, aside from myself upon my freedom, none from your kingdom have set foot or hoof in that castle, my King.”

Dainn nodded, stroking his goatee. “Very well. I shall take it there myself, so none but I and my pets know of their location. It will break them both so much more, well, whatever small part of Celestia is still fighting, to know none will ever find what could be that one chance, should someone manage to return it to it's normal state, again.” He smiled at the mismatched being. “I think I might have to reconsider my views on you, Discord. Your aiding in further ensuring my rule is most useful.”

“Oh, trust me, King Dainn,” the dragonequus landed in front of the throne and bowed, “it was my pleasure.”

With that he disappeared with a pop and didn’t appear again.

Dainn smirked, getting up and heading for his chambers. He would arrange for his carriage to be ready tomorrow night. His pets could use the exercise anyway.

Extra Author's Note

Yeah, for those who read them, i had to make Pinkie's crazier. she's pinkie after all.

anyway, has Dainn made a wise move, or has he just taken Discord's bait?