A Most Erotic Dream

Twilight was surprised to find herself in a room that resembled a massage parlor she had once visited back in Canterlot. It had not been her choice to go, but Rarity had insisted and she did not want to say no, especially when her friend was so excited. This room was much smaller, though. It only contained one massage table, but it looked more comfortable than any she had seen before. Twilight looked down at her body and saw with relief that the grim from the previous dream zone had disappeared and she was as clean as she had been when she “woke up”.

Looking around, Twilight could not see anypony else in the room, and there was only one door. She walked over to the door, but before she could make it halfway, a bright blue pony entered through it and nodded to her. The strange pony was transformed just like she was. Twilight guessed she had also been trapped in this strange dream world.

“Please make yourself comfortable and we will begin”.

“Oh no, I am not here for that”, Twilight protested. “I am looking for a way out. Is it through that door?”

“A way out?” the pony asked. “You have only just arrived. Now please lie down”. She must be trapped under the dream’s spell, Twilight guessed. Perhaps there was a way for her to snap her out of the trance. Twilight approached the other pony and put her hand on her shoulder.

“What is your name”, Twilight asked.

“Y”, the pony answered.

“It is nice to meet you, Y. My name is Twilight. You are trapped in a dream. I think I can help you escape, but you need to listen to me”.

“You one imaginative pony”, Y replied. “Now please lie down and we can begin”. She grabbed Twilight’s hand and led her over to the table, gently pushing her down on it. Twilight scooted backwards, realizing that there must be some objective she had to fulfill to help Y realize where she was. It was possibly that this objective was to complete the massage. She decided that after what she had been through in the last zone, a massage was a welcome change of pace. “Good. Now I will try to go slowly, but please tell me if it is too slow”.
Twilight nodded in response, and immediately felt a chill as Y’s hands began at her neck. Her nails lightly pressed against Twilights fur as her thumbs pressed deeper, working in circles. It felt good, but Twilight still wished she were doing something else. The one-sided service made her uncomfortable and she had difficulty understanding how anypony could relax without feeling the need to reciprocate.

Y’s hands moved down from Twilight’s neck and gently stroked the fur on her shoulders. The pony’s hands slowly slid down her arms and back up again. Twilight was relieved but also a bit disappointed that the masseur had skipped her chest. After being pressed in the dirt for so long, the muscles felt a little sore. Her eyes began to close as Y began lightly pressing on the muscles in her left arm with both hands. She then switched to Twilight’s right arm, and then lightly scratched her palms. The masseur in Canterlot had never been this good, she thought, wondering where this pony was from so she could have some way of experiencing it again once this whole mess was corrected.

“I’m going to begin working on your legs now”, the masseur announced as she stepped back and moved her hands in place around the joint above Twilight’s left hoof. Twilight opened her eyes once more and tilted her neck forward so she could observe the mare as she worked. She was facing Twilight, bent over so her cleavage was very visible. Twilight had never seen breasts that looked so human-like but were covered in a layer of thick fur so that the skin below was obscured save for the pink nipples. She was so focused on observing the pony for the sake of her research into this strange domain that she did not notice when the pony looked up to catch her staring.

“Do you like them?” She asked with giggle and a smile. As she asked the question she began massaging Twilight’s calves.

“No I- I mean yes- I mean I was just watching you work”.

“I could see that”, the pony said coyly. She began working her way up to Twilight’s lower thighs as Twilight burned hot with embarrassment. “Feel free to watch until you are satisfied”.

“Satisfied?” Twilight asked, barely aware that the mare had now moved onto her hamstrings. She did not respond, only grinning innocently.

Twilight felt slightly dizzy, but was roused to attention when the pony began sliding her hands around Twilight’s torso. She bent over while she did so, now so close that her breasts pressed Twilights face. Twilight felt a tingling sensation in her groin as the fur-covered, spongy flesh slid across her face.

“Oh!” The mare exclaimed. “I’m so sorry”. She stepped back slightly while pressing her fingers into Twilight’s abdomen. Twilight was unable to respond for some time, focused entirely on the liquid that was now trickling out of her pussy.

“That… is alright”, she replied after some time. Twilight pressed her legs closed as tightly as she could to hide her arousal. She intuited that something about the waking dream environment was having unpredictable effects on her libido. Critical of this assumption, she kept in mind that this could be a result of decreased inhibition, natural or otherwise. If this were the case, these factors would only bring out latent desires within her.

These thoughts distracted Twilight for a time and her legs opened once more as the muscles relaxed. She became conscious of this when the masseur commented on her state.

“I see you are responding positively to the massage”. Twilight followed her gaze and quickly closed her legs again in embarrassment. “There is no need to be ashamed, sweetheart. Many ponies have this reaction. Although, I have never seen such a reaction of this magnitude”.
“I’m sorry”, Twilight said meekly.

“No”, the mare replied. “I am delighted. This means I can try something new on you”. Before Twilight could ask what this meant, her eyes were covered with a soft blindfold and when she tried to resist, her arms and legs were gently bound by some rope made of an unusually soft material. Twilight felt the mare’s lips press against her and she went limp as she surrendered to the kiss.
She tasted foreign saliva as a tongue passed her loose lips and slid across the inside of her cheek. More juice flowed from her pussy and she slid her tongue against the other pony’s. Still exchanging fluid, Twilight heard the sound of a cap clicking open and then felt a viscous liquid dripping down on her breasts. Shortly after, the mare’s warm hands slid across her skin, now slick with what she could only guess was massage oil. She let out a muffled moan and squirmed in ecstasy.

The mare broke the kiss. Twilight was about to voice her disappointment when the she felt the other pony’s tongue enter her again. This time, it was not her mouth that was invaded, but her slit. She yelped in pleasure and began pushing her hips against the mare’s mouth to force the tongue deeper down her cavity. Her partner responded to her desires and drove her tongue deeper into Twilight, swirling around vaginal walls. She felt the tongue move faster and faster until she could resist the pleasure no longer and ejaculated, forcefully squirting into the mare’s mouth. She heard the pony swallow her ejaculate as they both panted heavily from the exertion. A sudden clarity imbued Twilight with a new embarrassment.
“I would very much like to get up now”, she begged.

“Not yet”, the mare said, denying her request. “I’m not done with you”.

More oil was squirted all over Twilights body. The pony climbed on top of Twilight and began kissing her again. Twilight got turned on again and she forcefully kissed back. She felt her partner press her body against hers and begin thrusting against her body, drenched in massage oil. As she humped, their pussies slid against each other. The pony wrapped her arms tightly around Twilight’s torso and began pressing harder with her whole body. Their lips made a sucking sound as she pulled away and began to neigh wildly, cumming hard into Twilight. Twilight also came, pushed over the edge by the new liquid entering her body.

The mare slumped down over Twilight, exhausted. Twilight felt the same, but she was also wary of her partner’s imminent lucidity. She felt the mare’s muscles twitch against hers, and a look of realization met Twilight’s curious gaze as the confusion seemed to hit her. She leapt off of Twilight and blushed, still drenched in oil, sweat, and pussy juice.

“I- I’m sorry. I don’t know where I am or what I was doing”, she stammered in embarrassment.

“Oh, good!” Twilight lied. She wanted to play longer, but she did have work to do. There were other ponies to be rescued and, if she was lucky, more experiences like this one to be had. “And you do not have to be sorry. You have been trapped in a sort of magical dream. You are not the only one” Just beyond the focus of her vision, Twilight saw another magical portal appear.

“I’m so ashamed”.

“Don’t be”, Twilight said with a wing. “I enjoyed myself”. She stood up and walked toward the portal, spinning so she was still facing the mare. “But I have to go and find the others, now. I think awakening them will help weaken the power of this strange spell”. Twilight wrapped her arms around the other pony and pulled her in to a tight hug, brushing their fur-covered bodies together. She kissed her and then let go, leaving the pony stunned as she turned and stepped through the portal.

When she came out the other end, Twilight found herself in an enormous garden reminiscent of the one at Celestia’s palace in Canterlot. She felt a strange power that she did not remember, as if she had learned a spell. But she had not been trying to learn a spell. Even still, she tried to command this new power just as if she had learned a spell, and bottle of massage oil materialized before her, suspended in the air by a familiar purple-colored magical enclosure. She was both surprised and excited to have gained this bizarre spell. Perhaps she could use it to her advantage, she thought. But for now, it was time to explore this new dream zone. She needed to find another objective to complete. A delighted chill pulsed through body, which she realized was not clean once more. That would change, she hoped, beginning to get wet again