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Prologue (Bad Dragon)

“Beings of knowledge that is hidden, come to me, as I have bidden!” Zecora rhymed as she threw the last batch of enchanted powder into the fire.

A shrieking sounds emanated from the smoke, as the conjured rupture in reality formed a connection between worlds. On the other side of the portal, Cthulhu, the tentacle god leaned closer to investigate the sudden intrusion. “Who seeks the hidden knowledge?”

“Oh, no, it is not you I seek, I merely wished to learn a certain trick.”

“You crave to know things veiled in secret, mortal zebra? Cravings are what I deal with. You cannot expect me to turn my back on you now. Not until your cravings are fully addressed.”

“No, no! I crave nothing, anymore. Please go, and let me be alone.”

“I have seen the lusting in your world. And now, you, too, shall catch glimpses of the hidden encounters where the cravings have been sated. You shall witness them until your own cravings are subdued.”

“No!” Zecora stood on her hind legs waving her forehooves and shaking her head.

“Yes!” Cthulhu reached through the portal with one of his many tentacles. It slipped into her mouth before she managed to close it.

Trying to dispose of the invading tendril with her forehooves proved futile, as the slime precluded solid grip on it.

The wiggling end of his extremity beat her struggling tongue into submission, then sucked itself onto the upper wall of her oral cavity. A magical current burst forth from the slimy appendage, sending Zecora into an instant trance.

Both forelegs slipped from the gelatinous meat tube and swayed by her croup. The stripped body hung upon the throbbing tentacle as a cloth on a hanger. All her substance and her mind were at Cthulhu’s disposal, to do with them as he pleased.

More bodily outgrowth rushed from the portal, wrapping around Zecora’s body. “All that you shall witness, you shall also feel. I shall ensure that you gain an in-depth knowledge of the encounters.”

Conscious, but trapped in her paralyzed body, with her mind exposed, Zecora shuddered internally.

All five of her senses connected with the will of the overseer. “Hm… Which one of my memories should I feed you first?”

Without losing awareness of her body, Zecora’s mind was pulled into the mystical memories of the places where exotic and passionate encounters had taken place. Encounters that she was about to forcefully experience with all her being.