Nymphomania

by PlumBuckeredOut

Rating: mature
Tags: Gore, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Dark, Alternate Universe, Romance, Changelings, Original Character, Porn, Fetish, Spike, Cutie Mark Crusaders, Non-consensual, Violence, Sex, Main 6
Length: 17356

This is the 'Canon' story to the C.Y.A Dimension (also referred to as the Kindness Series)

The highly debated and sought out canonical path has arrived! (at least for this dimension)
Follow the Mane six, Spike and the Nymphli whom wish to tame the Elements of Harmony. See for yourself whom (in this dimension) has what it takes to coerce, beat, and manipulate our heroines(and spike) into total Nymphomania!

Additional info:
This story still follows a **similar story as Kindness, Honestly, and the others in the C.Y.A Dimension. Descriptions of rape, torture and other fetishes will still be present within. Please do not read if you are a minor in your country, or do not like the actions above illustrated. If you do continue to read, and seek to incite hate in the comments. You have only yourself to blame.

Gore tag added for future, mild gore is present.

This story is always undergoing editing: The version numbers signify what change has been made. Even numbers are a re-write, and odd numbers are grammatical.

**The same characters are present, but overall the Linear story vs. the Choose Your Adventure series are quite different by style, format and perspective(one focusing perspective of the Nymphs, and the former being the perspective of both Pony and Nymph.)

Published 2015-08-11 22:10:02 UTC
Last updated 2017-02-21 20:28:35 UTC

Prelude (Part 1): Happy is the bride... (V. 2.1)

Through a tall tower in Canterlot Celestia peered out to the ruins of her home. To say she was bitter to the state Queen Chrysalis had left her ponies in, would be delicate, even to Fluttershy. Yet she quelled her rage in the sun above her. All she needed was to breathe, just one balance breathe of cool morning’s air, and she would get through the turmoil as the rest of Equestria seemed to. Celestia released her bated breath. The crisp morning air always played a spell on her, this morning air, however, was hotter than usual. This air mimicked the same greed as the Changeling who had tried to crown itself ruler of Equestria.

Too warm to pacify Princess Celestia, she would have to settle her nerves somewhere else. Her gaze snapped back to the creature. The heat of her fury was but a slip of the tongue away from beaming the creature into the fires of an unforgiving sun. Bound tightly in ropes and propped onto a chair sits a small Changeling. Its horn had been lost during Canterlot's siege, and one of its eyes is dull in hue. The Changeling does not struggle, nor does it make a sound, instead it was the only Changeling to bow to Princess Celestia, and request to speak to her. They settled on an abandoned Canterlot store. Guards at the ready await outside. Slowly she walks to it, sitting close enough to hear its words. "Speak." She commanded.

It stared at her, gazing her form over. As its eyes locked to her growing scowl it looked away, then it mumbled. "What to say?"

"Louder." Celestia barked.

"I am, but a messenger, but I have no words to say yet. I aim to listen. Then to answer... to pacify." It assured.

"How about your name," Celestia asked bluntly.

"Do you wish for sobriquets, or are you merely interested in what I call myself?"

Celestia leaned in closer to the Nymph. Her gaze was unwelcoming, but she lowered and granted the creature what little mercy she had left. "What do you call yourself."

"I like the name Mien." It said innocently.

"Where are the rest of Chrysalis' forces?" She continued.

"Chrysalis? That is not who I truly follow... I merely followed her to complete my real leader’s wishes."

"Alright, what is your true leader’s goal?" Celestia questioned.

"Oh! Oh! My leader wishes to give birth to a new nation, restart the order of our kind... also something about restoring our honor."

"Is that so? So this new nation. Is it here, in Equestria or is Equestria merely where you're feeding your troops until the true invasion?"

"Invasion? No, no. We are not invading. Ages ago the Nymphlequine lived in all parts of this present day Equestria. We have no plans to invade... nor conquer anywhere. We wish to live among you, just like how the Pegasi and Unicorn have mended their differences. We wish to work in a union."

A dark growl murmured from the Princess. Another ancient enemy she wished would've stayed buried and forgotten. "Mien. Do you think I'm naive?" Celestia coldly spat.

"No." Mien answered innocently.

"Do you think I'm blind?"

Mien waved a hoof in front of the Princess watching her pupils fluctuate. "No... wait was that not literal? I'm having trouble understanding Celestia."

Celestia pulled the blinds over the windows, her horn’s light illuminated her unforgiving demeanor as she leaned closer to the Nymph."I received a letter from a very dear friend of mine. She tells me more of your kind is out there and that he has violated a dear colleague of mine. She goes on to explaining that this Nymph is perpetuating the same ideals as your leader's. Unification. While the idea of welcoming another equine race into Equestria brings me joy." Celestia paused as she lifted the Nymph, mercilessly tightening her magic's hold on its throat. " I will not allow my subjects to be used in such a manner."

"That saddens my queen greatly princess. It would have made our union much stronger if you were willing. No matter, Your subjects can still witness our union!" Mien cackled. No matter her tightening grasp it continued to cackle wildly.

"Silence yourself, Nymph!"Celestia ordered.

Mien grinned widely. "The age of silence has ended dear Sun Princess. We are heralding in a new era. One of pure joy!" The Nymph giddily preached.

"Your words do not tempt me, nor will you twisted diction persuade me." Princess Celestia roared resolutely.

"Pity. How strongly do you think your living weapons are? How you've twisted them... turning The Tree of Harmony into your fail-safe. And who decides what is Harm-"

"As long as I breathe I will protect my subjects!" Celestia roared, forcing all of her might into crushing the Nymph's throat.

"As will I Princess!" Mien yelled with vitriol. Its ambiguous tone cracked into a feminine voice.

As the body fell limp, Celestia sat down. She placed a hoof to her chest to calm herself down. She gazed over to the door, a fleeting thought about her guards' absence passed her as she rose up, and hurried to the open window. There she closed her eyes, opening her mouth she took a deep inhale. The air was now humid. It smelt of a hot summer's rain and the fragrance of her favorite roses. Sweat beaded down her forehead as she panted the intoxicating scent through her snout. She paused a moment to feel her heart racing.

Celestia opened her eyes to thick black tendrils brushing over her white fur. A large fiddle-headed tendril was shaking violently releasing wave of spores that coated the princess’ snout. As they cling to Celestia's fur she felt her consciousness fade back to the empty Canterlot store. Her eyes followed the tendril’s path as it branched out she noticed her guards cocooned to the ceiling. Celestia focused her magic on the cocoon, but she felt her magic halt and ripple back into her. The sensation alone caused Celestia to throw-up. The black tendrils were wrapping tighter around Celestia's frame. Celestia let out a pained groan as the tendrils pinned her wings uncomfortably tight to her chest.

"Mien, where are you?!" Celestia yelled.

"Just enjoying the fruits of my labor, dear Princess. Those vines you are struggling against, they only grow stronger by fear and anger you know." Mien giggled fiendishly. "And that spore frond, when the Nymphlequine ruled... it was everywhere. Do you remember way back when? We ended up having to use them to tame the Unicorns and Pegasi, but of course, you remember that right?" Mien bitterly lamented. "It's been what... A thousand years or so?" Mien teasingly jested.

"I try my best not to remember every slight, or filth, or villain that has troubled this land. If I was to recall every time a neigh-doer planned to harm another, there would be no memories for you to corrupt with your Hay fever spores." Celestia admitted.

Mien smiled wickedly "So you do remember, Good. Now you can witness your dusty promises fail at my queen's rebirth. I wonder though... Which of your eager martyrs should I prepare for her ascension?" Mien mused aloud.

"They'll never fall for your petty tricks. They are stronger than Imago could dare become!" Celestia rebutted.

"That only means that when they fall, Queen Imago will be unstoppable! We, and Equestria will be stronger than ever Princess. Is that not what we both want? You want your subjects safe, and I aim to help. But safety doesn't not come without cost. I speak only on my queen behest, and she has given me the tools with which I can sculpt your principality into a thriving dyarchy."

"Sorry Mien, but I already have a Dyarchy, and three's a crowd." Celestia spat, as she cracked a spiteful grin.

Ch. 1 (Part 1): A Thing of Beauty Is...(V. 4.1)

Pinkie Pie was lost within the bric-a-brac of Twilight's library. Certificates, rows of ink vials... and wait. Her whole body zipped over to a strange box made of rock. Pinkie Pie craned her neck observing it from all sides, but being careful not to touch it. Twilight gave her very specific instructions to leave her bedroom untouched, but this rock box fascinated her curiously so. Pinkie Pie forced herself away, dragging herself away leg by leg to the bed as she fought her curiosity. Within her mind her frequent skipping thoughts had been replaying a disturbing theme.

Of course she could make ponies laugh and smile, and she was a talented party-planner of Ponyville, maybe even Equestria. No doubt about that. Yeah, that wasn't the issue. Pinkie had just been thinking about love. The Princess Cadance and Shining Armor kinda love... It was sweet like Mrs. Cake's favorite triple chocolate fudge ripple ganache cake. So genuine and sincere, that's why their love blasted Queen Chrysalis and her cronies into the sky. It was this kind of love that Pinkie wondered about, of course it brought the newly-weds joy, and happiness, yet Pinkie wasn't too keen on mere hearsay. She wanted to know personally. She wanted to know if it was more than just smiles, and laughter, and she thought of a few clever loopholes to get a certain somepony interested.

"Phew!" Twilight sighed exasperated as she finished drying her mane. She focused her magic next on preening her softly tangled mane. She'd been behind on reorganizing the library due to the sudden wedding, but with the stress of the Changeling attack at rest she decided to unwind in some somewhat-personal time. Admittedly was a bit out of the dark of Pinkie to volunteer, but she was more shocked that Pinkie had kept her bedroom in the same condition she left. "Now, what did you want to talk to me about Pinkie?"

"Oh... um." Pinkie gulped softly "I was wondering if you would be interested in a new experi-idea that I've been thinking about." Pinkie asked as she slid off the sheets over to Twilight, retaining her laid back pose.

Twilight winced, once for another show of Pinkie's odd talent, and again when she heard Pinkie Pie thinking about an experiment." This isn't the sentient cupcake companion idea is it?" Twilight smiled, chuckling nonchalantly.

"Noooo." Pinkie said sweetly.

"Brooms?" Twilight added.

"Wrong again" Pinkie playfully scolded, her impatience was making her prance in place in anxiousness.

"No, it's about you... and me!" Pinkie huffed. Flopping to the bedroom floor. Pinkie felt her hoof knock on the rock box. She froze in place as she glanced at Twilight. Her back facing pinkie as she inspected her mane in the mirror.

"Pinkie I've already told you, I accept your clairvoyance... Pinkie Sense is A-okay in my book." Twilight assured her. As twilight looked back to pinkie she was already standing up, cheeks uncomfortably stretched in a smile.

"It's not about Pinkie Sense, well not entirely. I mean it's not about the "Pinkie Sense" but how I sense. I want to know what it is like to have a somepony."

Twilight stared wide-eyed at Pinkie. "I-uh... I don't follow." Twilight pulled a section of her mane and began to pet it.

"Well the wedding made me think about my element, and if I'm fully embracing my gift. I mean I spread laughter all over Ponyville, but I've yet to see anypony interested in spending time to make Pinkie smile. Sometimes it's not enough to see everypony around me happy... sometimes I fake a smile so everypony around can smile too..." Pinkie sniffled. Her hair was in mid-deflate as she lost her air of joy.

Twilight pulled Pinkie close, she made her sympathies known as Pinkie's cheek rubbed Twilight's moist cheek. "I'm so sorry you-" Pinkie popped her lips to Twilight's for a quick peck. Twilight back away, pushing Pinkie off of her in the midst of the confusion. "Why would you do that!" She barked.

"I wanted to know what it felt like." Pinkie admitted.

"I didn't like it... I didn't want you to kiss me Pinkie. " Twilight angrily huffed.

"I'm sorry... I just wanted to know what love felt like... like Mr. and Mrs. Cake love."

"You're looking for something I'm not willing to "experiment" on Pinkie. That type of relationship is meant for ponies that really care for each other."

"I thought you did! I mean why else would you give up logic and reasoning over Pinkie Sense? Those are things that mean a lot to you... and you excused them, for me." Pinkie reasoned.

"I did it because... I don't know. I guess at the end of the day your Pinkie Sense wasn't harming you, and it helped Fluttershy so I figured it didn't matter if it was magical based... It is a part of you, and I care about you, as a friend." Twilight stated, huffing out her last breaths of aggression.

"Oh. Okay Twilight." Pinkie's hair puddled to the floor. "I guess I'll leave you alone..."

She made her way down the stairs, hoof turning the knob until.

"Pinkie. Would you mind coming here please..." Twilight asked. As Pinkie approached a pleasant lullaby grew louder. Twilight lifted the rock shaped box and placed it on her lectern. "Princess Cadance asked me to watch over this. It is an ancient manuscript. She believes it has information about where Queen Chrysalis came from." Pinkie nodded along, unsure about what that had to do with her. Then she realized that it was the "rock box" under her bed.

The two of them quickly exchanged glances as they tried to make sense of the tome's odd symbols. Pinkie felt the honeyed lullaby sing softly to her, she felt a strange shiver pulse through her body as the letters flickered with a certain logic.

"It kinda looks like an 'O' and a 'Y' stuck together, like an old looking glass." Pinkie mused innocently.

"A looking glass? You mean a magnifying glass?" Twilight corrected. "If that's the case... then where's the lens?" she added.

"Oh! Oh! It's in the little O See it Twilight?" Pinkie started playfully bouncing on her tippy-hooves. the song played louder,as the tome gave off a shimmering glow around the letters and muffled voice began to call to her.

"Pink one... please save, us."

"Yes Pinkie, I see it but... I still don't understand why there's a magnifying glass outside the tome." Twilight calmly agreed as she scratched her forehead in bemusement.

"Obviously it's for reading Twilight." Pinkie innocently lamented. Twilight face fell deadpan as she sighed darkly.

"Thanks Pinkie." She softly mumbled bitterly. "Well I have no interest in reading it. Cadance told me to protect it, and by looks alone I might be more likely to crack the book then unlock it."

Pinkie kept nodding even after Twilight had finished talking. Twilight raised a brow, waving a hoof in front of Twilight.

"uhh... Pinkie?" Twilight asked concerned.

Pinkie turned to Twilight, her hair had regained its curled volume. She shook her head hastily. "Wait, what was that Twilight? It's getting hard to hear you over the singing book."

Twilight snapped a quick glance to ancient book than to Pinkie. "It's... singing to you? Sweet Celestia Pinkie! Are you sure you didn't touch it? "

"I didn't touch it Twilight! I just looked at it on your bed." She lied. Pinkie's left eye twitched.

"What is it singing about?" Twilight haphazardly quipped.

"I don't know, I can't really understand it. There's a voice,but it is muffled. It sounds sad, and the chorus just keeps repeating 'amore'." Pinkie whimpered.

"Cadance? It's singing about Princess Cadance? I'll send her an urgent message, maybe she can help us?" Twilight readied her magic with a quill, but Pinkie quickly grabbed it.

"What, no! That's what the book wants." Pinkie groaned. she placed her hoof to the book. "I hear it better now... there's someone stuck in the book."

"We can't free them Pinkie, it could be a trap." Twilight cried. "now take your hoof off the book, I'll-umm send it to Celestia before anything else happens. We'll get to the bottom of it with her help."

"You can't. The book... it needs magic. Magic gives it life" Pinkie explained painfully. "I.. I can feel it calling to me twilight, It wants you to use your magic on it. It-it's screaming -at me. It wants to give me Love, it wants to give you knowledge... things Celestia has kept from you."

Twilight readied her horn "it's not worth the knowledge it holds. Stand back Pinkie!" Twilight's horn flared with power as she let loose a barrage of magic missiles. Pinkie tugged at her hoof, but a magic held her close. As each missile flew by the book siphoned them in like food, a green shield-like orb encased Pinkie, absorbing Twilight's magic. Pinkie felt its power grow but, the singing ceased. It was replaced but a sickly whisper.

"Thank you Bearer of Magic." It said lowly.

"Your not- wait I can hear the book too now?" Twilight gasped.

"Release me, Unicorn." It pleaded.

"No. If you were trapped in a book, there was a reason. Plus you hurt my friend."

"Bearer of magic, why do you deny your thirst for knowledge. I know much of the vitriquine-or as you call them Crystal- Ponies. You need but-"

"I'm not playing your game, whatever it may be." Twilight protested defiantly.

"Even if I have written word of a certain star-studded stallion? One that dabbles in pointy hats, and time magic?"

"Especially so." Twilight grimaced. She didn't know how it could, but just the thought of it trying to bait her scholarly mind sickened her. How it knew her personal interests soured any scenario for the book's safety, and it could sense that. it let out a hiss and the room became still.

"You hear those words Bearer of Laughter, of Joy. She sickens me with her false sense of friendship. She fired missiles towards you to end me, yet I kept you safe. I know Joy of the purest form. There is laughter, yes but so much more. True joy in unending and spreads like a smile. You need but turn the key."

"I can't," she said, as she tugged on her hoof, "But I want to."

The book loosened its grip on her, and Pinkie ran towards Twilight. Twilight did not budge. Pinkie wrapped her in a tight hug. "Twilight please save me."

"Hush yourself, have you betrayed me so easily? Maybe you truly are blinded by her friendship. I thought you stronger than to run back to her so eagerly."

"You don't kn-"

"I dont have to know you, to understand you crave something stronger than what she will give you. You will be her friend, but the taint of your love untouched, and her disgust will linger. So much longer than you could bear. She knows only of her magic, of friendship. What you need is a bearer that knows of Love. That sweet princess holds but a facade, of smiles and jaded laughter. I know of intimacy."

Pinkie gulped, as the room grew hazy. She could feel her heart thumping. She knew it was a trap, and yet the words rang true somehow. The key assembled in front of her and softly fell to her hooves. It was wrong to take the key. It would be foolish to open the book. It was also foolish to believe that her a Twilight could ever truly be friends with that same level of innocence as before. She had tainted their friendship because friendship was all Twilight could give. She would have to learn of love somewhere else. Maybe it was a feeling locked away in a book. Maybe it was a sensation she could only receive if willing to take risks. As these thoughts plagued her mind. she took the key, walked to the book, placed the key to its slot and turned. The key fell back to its pieces, the door snapped open and a plummed of magic seeped from the book.

"What do you desire." The entity asked.

"I wish to know love and spread its joy to Equestria."

"I ask but a simple favor in return."

"Yes, anything."

The entity took an equine form "You will discover love with me, in turn, we will both become whole."

Pinkie opened her arms and embraced the figure. "I Pinkie Promise."

"Look at her over there, relishing in the joy she craves." It hummed. Twilight turned to Pinkie, back pinned against the wall. Her gasps were muffled but rang with unnatural pleasure, her eyes seemed cemented in the back of her skull.

"What are you doing to her?" Twilight commanded.

"Why don't you see for yourself?" It darkly hissed. The magnifying glass glistened in an oppressive radiance.

Twilight furrowed her brow and raced towards Pinkie. Pinkie's eyes rolled back and fixated on Twilight as she laboriously shook her head and screamed, shooing Twilight from her pleasure. Twilight used a quick scrying spell to no effect. She could tell something invisible was holding Pinkie hostage, yet she refused to listen to the Tome's eerie advice. She placed her hoof to Pinkie's searching for anything holding her friend back. Pinkie flinched and shoved Twilight away. Twilight grimaced and brought her hoof to Pinkie's mouth. Nothing felt odd, yet Pinkie wasn't talking.

"What's gotten into you Pinkie?" Twilight's eyes widened. "Into." Twilight repeated.

She held her tears back and she knew exactly where the magical invader was now. She closed her eyes mournfully, and let out a defeated sigh. When her eyes returned to Pinkie her mien was resolute, she forced her magic to lift the magnifying glass's pieces and assembled the glass. A low crack came from the tome and a hiss of dust snaked throughout the library. With the glass complete she laid her eyes on Pinkie and shuddered at her looming mistake.

A ghost-like being mostly made up of veins and gnarled spores held Pinkie Pie, like prey in a web. With the magnifying glasses' amplified magic the sounds became disturbingly audible. Pinkie was stuck in a daze, chanting a language Twilight have never heard, with the occasional pleas of 'don't stop' and 'yes!' breaking the droning chant. A steady ripple of fluids dripped from Pinkie's marehood. But that isn't what disturbed Twilight the most. The strange mass was regaining color, and Twilight could only imagine that meant she had release this.

"You cringe at my visage? That is to be expected... I gave up much to survive." It admitted.

Twilight whipped a quill at the monster like a dart. As the quill sank in, its flesh puffed up and encased the quill like a thick oil.

"Pinkie" It cooed lovingly. "Do you see how this Twilight reacts to our union? She wishes to end me, to end us!" It hissed.

"What? Why would Twilight do that?" Pinkie moaned. A phallic-shaped mushroom slide out of Pinkie, and she began to cry. "Don't leave me Lek!" She pleaded to it, trying to push the spore back in.

"Stop Pinkie!" Twilight gasped, yanking at the soggy mushroom with her hooves. A puff of ocher spores dusted her body and Twilight backed away wheezing. Now it was fully fleshed out, and its divine form outstretched her meager perceptions. Lek was all-encompassing, cradling Pinkie in a fleshy cocoon filled with a plethora of fluids, veins and pleasuring tentacles to satisfy her dreams. Twilight gasped as she felt one of the many veins wrap slowly within the depressions of her horn.

All sense of danger escaped, her eyes dulled peacefully. As the vein slowly sapped magic from Twilight a tingle of pleasure raced through her. her mouth gaped slowly as the vein's thirst increased. Lek grew thicker in size with every magic pulse. Its features slowly regained their vigor. It let out a exhale thick of dust and spores.

"Now do you distaste me, Twilight?" Lek mockingly probed.

"No." Twilight droned.

"Do you crave that knowledge still, or do you wish to embrace in true joy?"

"I want Pinkie." She moaned sheepishly.

"Did you hear that Pinkie? Now she wants you." It bitterly jibbed. "She wants you now... because you are taken."

Pinkie eerie chuckled along with Lek. "We could always let her know what it feels like, can't we Lek?"

"Of course my queen," Lek uttered. Another tendril slithered over to Twilight. "Take our offering, and share in your friend's embrace." Lek replied.

Twilight slowly stretched a hoof to the tendril, as she leaned in her dripping tongue a writhing howl came from Lek. Pinkie seized wildly as Lek's form withered back into dust. His imposing form spiraled back into the closing book. Pinkie and Lek screamed in unison as each was ripped from another. Twilight gasped as she regained her senses, turning to the tome. Spike had clicked the handle of the magnifying glass into a hidden keyhole of the tome.

"What was that monster?!" Spike roared in panic. "It got both of you into some crazy chant." He added.

"That was an ancient cre-" Twilight said shortly before a cry from Pinkie rang out.

"He was my mine!" Pinkie stuttered passionately, stilled shuttering on the floor.

Twilight tightly hugged her."He was using you Pinkie! That's not true love. That's the love Queen Chrysalis would give. You don't want that do you?" Twilight reasoned.

"No...." Pinkie sniffled. "I made a promise... A pinkie promise."

"Oh, Pinkie." Twilight rubbed her cheek to Pinkie's "Everyone wants a special someone. Be it dragons, or mules or ponies. Nobody wants to be alone, or feel alone. It's the memories and the journey it takes to find them that really unites another." Pinkie pushed her away from her embrace.

Pinkie smiled weakly. "Okay Twilight." Pinkie's smile subtly grew as she thought of Lek's final words to her in his passing, she would not be alone for long. He had blessed her with the tools to grant her true desire. To share pure joy with everypony, and with time...

Everyone.

Ch. 1 (Part 2): A Cheerful Look Brings... (V. 2.5)

Ch. 1 (Part 2): A Cheerful Look Brings... (V. 2.5)

-*One Week Later*-

Mr. and Mrs. Cake were usually able to dismiss Pinkie Pie's unyielding perkiness since they understood her happiness was well spent on other ponies. Always self-sacrificing. Always so eager to make her friends smile. This past week had been a very different mirth, as if the air around her held some stagnant bitterness. Something was off with their friend Pinkie Pie, long after the Canterlot wedding had put her into a strange sour spell. Though the two knew they were not her biological parents, there was no denying a sense of parental duty both of them held to her. Each tried in their own way to probe the pink mare on her mood, yet each receive the same answer.

A ungenuine giggle cracked her facade, as she would look to them and assure them "I've never been more full of joy in my life!" she'd exclaim in glee. Yet The Cakes knew Pinkie. This was not the same mare that left them two weeks ago. Their worries continued as they heard her eerie giggle echo from her room, then out of nowhere she would cry. As the days progressed so too did her crying, and her laughter soon ceased altogether. Still she protested her joy was unending. It was then that the two knew Pinkie was not being sincere, and they visited Twilight for help. Twilight tried to answer their concerns, convinced that her depression would end, given time. She held back any mentions of the book and the incident leading from unlocking the ancient tome. Secretly the unicorn was trying to keep herself calm as the Cakes unrelenting concerns fell heavy on Twilight's guilt. It was her fault Pinkie was so sad, she had rudely rejected her best friend. She couldn't imagine the toll she had played on Pinkie's heart...

Twilight perked an alien smile. As she assured the two she knew exactly what would cheer Pinkie Pie. Even if Twilight wasn't wholly sincere in her coming plan, she knew all Pinkie needed was somepony to experience love with. That would fix all of this, Pinkie would get her wish, Twilight would spent more time with her endearingly strange friend and best of all... No one would have to know about that dreaded tome.

The three of them entered Sugarcube corner. Immediately Twilight picked up on Pinkie's crying. A mournful sigh left her lips. She persevered up the stairs, unknowingly light on her hooves.. Pinkie's cries were becoming breathier, lingering in the air with a strange sensual effect on Twilight.With the sunset's final rays shining through the sliver of the partially closed door, she brushed whatever scientific implications her botheredness held and sternly pressed the knob of the door forward.

Pinkie was hunched on her bed, her belly was as bloated as a first prize winning watermelon. Another cry churned out of Pinkie, unaware of Twilight. Twilight slowly entered, the sight of her friend's pouch left her analytical mind wild. The Cakes had told her that Pinkie had began eating more, but this spherical bubble attached to Pinkie was perfect in form, unlike anything an over-indulged stomach would create.

The horror from the tome must of done this to Pinkie, donated some aberration to her body.

"Pinkie?" Her body shuddering, as her voice timidly quaked.

Pinkie slowly turned to Twilight, her lips curled as her smiled stretched sweetly.

"You finally made it... Oh, how I-I knew you would sense it. I have to admit I was a little worried you weren't going to see me." Pinkie droned. "Didn't believe you would visit b-but here you are!" She hurriedly mumbled as tears left her eyes.

Twilight came in closer hugging her sorrowful friend. "Yes. I'm here Pinkie. I'm so sorry for all the pain I caused you. I'm here to make it up to you..." Twilight hastily assured.

"That's so sweet of you Twilight." Pinkie said. Her smile slowly fading as she clenched her eyes shut and flinched in pain. A low cry left Pinkie, she panted softly and took her gaze off Twilight.

Twilight stepped back a bit, wincing at her friend's obvious agony. Then she cooled her nerves with a heavy sigh and chimed. "I think I know what will help Pinkie." She reassured.

Pinkie's eyes were beginning to glaze over as she felt Twilight's warm lips coyly press to hers. Another tear beaded down Pinkie's eye as they closed fully to embrace Twilight's lackluster fervor. Another peck on the lips and Pinkie could sense Twilight was getting comfortable with the idea. The next kiss was hot with passion, the force of the kiss left Pinkie delirious for a few tantalizing seconds. Twilight couldn't fathom any logic to her growing lust. The way Pinkie's lips rubbed hers, the sweetness in her spit. Any other time and she would be readying the charts and clipboards, but now? Twilight needed to know was Pinkie was experiencing some type of affection.

Pinkie gasped quickly, tongue innocently hanging from her mouth as she panted. Twilight soldiered on putting her whole chest onto Pinkie's, devoting Pinkie's full attention to her heart's pleasant beat. Twilight was enjoying her more than even she realized, soon she forgot her purpose for coming upstairs. Was Pinkie lonely? Was she lonely? obviously, the two were lovers from the start, right? Yes. It was always her, with her honeyed moans and coyed playfulness.

A subtle crane of her neck, and Twilight latched her lips back to Pinkie. An exploratory patting with her tongue left Twilight feeling a delicate buzz of her own. As Pinkie playfully wrestled with Twilight's, she coaxed Twilight fully onto the bed, sitting comfortably on her ribs. Twilight was at first a little tentative of the pose, but Pinkie had helped her relax by focusing her mind on how hot their make-out session was becoming. Figurative sparks were firing off all around the two as they battled for pleasure within each other's maws. Neither were keeping any sort of tally, but each seemed keen to upstage the other. Slowly each began to use dirtier tactics to "win".

Twilight picked up on Pinkie's biting kink by accident while she tried to re-adjust her lips within their haphazard lust, That wasn't stopping her now from surprising Pinkie with a teasing nibble from the tip of her teeth as Pinkie paused for air. Pinkie had taken a more deliberate, if not a lewd stance of her own. As Twilight paused her advances, Pinkie wet a hoof and softly stroked it up and down the length of her horn. The phallic nature of a unicorn's horn has been often joked as sensual as any other reproductive organ between the more crude ponies. The exact science hadn't been researched, and while it remained more of a back-hoofed myth than credible information. The sudden dilation of Twilight's pupils had cleared her of any doubt. A dumbfounded grin leaked from Twilight's first heavy moan. Pinkie's brows narrowed as she slathered her other hoof and mercilessly rubbed her spit-coated hooves across Twilight's reddening horn. The ebbs of pleasure that rippled from her horn left Twilight eager for bigger thrills.

With a final cringe Twilight felt Pinkie's love-mound churn and with a loud *Splurt* to the wooden floor, Pinkie's womb was now flat. And since Twilight was using that mound as a back rest she quickly dropped, mane coated in a slippery, cold ooze. She found its scent oddly alluring, yet the thought of being coating in Pinkie juice was a bit too weird for her to accept. Pinkie noticed Twilight begin to snap out of her daze. She closed her eyes and wished as hard as she could that her special some... thing could help Twilight become part of her hazily wished dream. Why did Twilight have to be so cynical about her special something? Lek was a wonder-rific being. It had helped her see what pure joy could make another pony do, and how it made them warm. Made them kind. Made them honest about their feelings. Lek understood her friends better then Twilight seemed to give Lek credit for. Maybe Twilight just needed to witness its generosity again, before innocent 'ol Spike had trapped her Master.

Maybe if Lek allowed her to, she would let Spike understand to... but for now, her bestest friend was on her way to upsetting everything Pinkie and her Lek promised to spread. Pinkie's eyes opened. Twilight gasped, frightened at Pinkie's changing sclera. Blots of mint green washed over the normalcy of her gaze. Her iris darken, pupils constricting to a sharp, menacing diamond. Black liquid flushed through her veins. Dark huffs spat from Pinkie as her teeth stretched to sharp razors, a pair of fangs subtly rested on her under-bite, tips barely poking out from behind her lips. Twilight struggled to free herself, but Pinkie rested her weight to Twilight's hair,and as she knocked back,she latched her fangs onto Twilight's neck with a quick snap. Twilight was in a frantic panic pleading for help and begging for Pinkie to stop and see what she was doing.

Pinkie knew what she was doing. Silly Twilight, to see the harm in another loving kiss! Pinkie buried her fangs deep into Twilight's neck, feeling the rush of blood mix with Master's gift. She was only giving her what Twilight had wanted before. Knowledge. She could hear Master now, congratulating her on understanding what her friend really desired. She wasn't going to mask her own desires from Twilight now, not after Twilight promised to do anything to make it up to her. Slowly she circled a hoof around Twilight's snatch, then tightly encircling Twilight's pleasure button. Master secretly joked before in the library that this was the closest thing to a mare's plaything, but it worked all the same. A delicate touch, special motion, calculated pressure and...

Twilight's cries froze, her body quivered euphorically on Pinkie's bed. That was more like it Pinkie cheerfully thought. A few gulps of Twilight's life water and Pinkie could feel Twilight's pent-up libido pounding on her marehood, harder than a party cannon exploding in a shed filled with TnT. New instincts gripped Pinkie in a wild fervor as she followed her Master's orders. She saddled her pleasure-paralyzed friend, marehood to marehood and gyrated her clit greedily on Twilight's. Twilight winced shortly, biting her lip as she relished the foreign exposure to her inexperienced sex. A harder grind left Twilight cooing in pleasure, then Pinkie arched closer to Twilight the two playfully rolled around the plush bed. each giving a short session of scissoring and tantalizing licks to another's darkening clit. Pinkie felt her body's lust increase steadily as they fondled. Her throat urged for something heavy to quench it. But even after shoving her whole tongue into Twilight and tongue-fucking her silly for her joy juice it craved something drier, something intangible by merely licking or sucking. She craved love... edible love. Master seemed rather quiet, maybe he wanted her to experience this taste on her own?

She puffed up her chest. A tickling spritz of mint engulfed her mouth, the aroma grew overpoweringly hot. Pinkie coughed the mist straight into Twilight's face. For a moment she seized for pure air, then she calmed down and quickly slumped on the bed. Her cheeks reddened hotly as she was seemingly lost in a daze.

Pinkie smiled. Twilight was so strange. Sleeping at a time like this, Pinkie gave a teasing suckling to her clit. Twilight's legs twitched erratically, beckoning Pinkie to play with her more. As she happily played with Twilight's mare hole, she had a nagging feeling probing Pinkie's delight. Pinkie left Twilight alone for a moment and peered below her wet bed sheets. Pinkie cooed lovingly and she scooped up two healthy little foals. Why they weren't crying didn't seem to bother Pinkie. Just the fact that Master wanted Twilight to hold onto them until they where a few more days older. Lek was very reassuring that Twilight would be perfect for the foals, she was already warmed up and she was just wet with anticipation of learning pure joy. Pinkie didn't think it was right to question the wisdom of something as grand as Master. But she couldn't help feeling a little jealous that Master wasn't very appreciative for all the pain she went through to birth his gifts in the first place.

That didn't make Lek mad, he only told Pinkie she was the vessel of pure joy, and nopony could change that now. It was part of her DNA, her new destiny. Twilight's destiny was something much different, she was like the lightning to Pinkie's thunder, the sweet frosting to Pinkie's moist cupcake. With Twilight's help Pinkie's dream could spread so much easier, and with much less pain. Like when she painstaking created her children from the magical little tid-bits that her Master had provided. To truly hasten her mission, she would need Twilight to believe in their goal, and free her Lek.

Pinkie's eyes regained their glisten. "I think you're ready to see Pride and Joy." Pinkie darkly chuckled. She extended her hoof and placed one of the foals to Twilight. Twilight's eyes grew widely, shaking as the foal innocently rolled on Twilight. Tears began streaming from Twilight.

"Look at her! So ecstatic to join us!" Her Master whispered. "Don't keep her loyalty waiting Pinkie-dear, help the foals back into her womb."

Pinkie sweetly smiled, naively placing the other foal into Twilight's leaking slit. She pressed Twilight's labia's apart with her hoof, coaxing the little fella in. Just like Master wanted.

A muffled cry came from Twilight. As the foal slow crawled its way to its new queen.

"I made a Pinkie promise, and I never break one." Pinkie whispered.

"Hushhhhhh....." Lek hissed to Twilight. Twilight tried to scream as loud as she could. Heart racing,Twilight did her best to calm her nerves.

"That darn tome." Twilight bitterly spat. "Now it's giving me nightmares... Strangely lewd ones at that." She quipped. A heavy sigh escaped her muffled pants. She curiously glanced down at her blanket only to yelp in terror. Spike shot up from his bed, panicking along with her despite not knowing the reason, but after glancing over Twilight he sprang into action. A pony-sized grub was wrapped tightly around Twilight. She could feel it sink far past her labia and reaching into her womb. Its sharp pincers were scraping her walls unable to fully attach to its host. Spike reared his chest full of fire, showering the grub mercilessly in green flame. The larva squealed in pain, flailing wildly in Twilight. The phallic nature of the creature was enough to give Twilight a disgusting lapse of pleasure until the pincers suddenly snapped tightly to her walls. A deafening plea erupted from Twilight as she felt the creature molt and push itself into Twilight. Another blowtorch of Spike's fire had sapped the creature of much of its resistance. The grub became limp, and Spike slid it off of her like a thick rope, and tossed it to the lower floor.

Spike and Twilight shared a victorious smile as they panted. As the two recollected themselves Spike harped first.

"How did that... thing get in here?"

"I think... I made it."Twilight sadly replied. Spike stared back at her dumbfounded. " Not on purpose! It's that ancient creature in the book, I think it's linked to my magic. "

"How are we supposed to fight that" Spike asked worriedly, nibbling at his claws.

"I have..." She started to mournfully call her defeat, but then Twilight's brows narrowed and she grimaced. " I have an idea, We're going to have to cast a magic bubble on the library." Spike sheepishly smiled. "That means nobody in or out." She added. Spike's smile soured quickly, as he curled up on his bed and forced himself back to sleep.

Twilight yawn disparagingly as she readied her magic and slowly inflated the magic bubble. Her steely gaze stuck to the passive-looking tome.

Ch. 2 (Part 1):The Milk of Equine Kindness v.4

-*Three days later*-

With an uncanny spring in her step Pinkie was trotting through Ponyville taking her time to talk to all of her dear friends. As she finished helping Berry Punch find her way she noticed Mayor Mare from the corner of her eye. A plump-bellied Pinkie unnervingly smiled to the Mayor as she finished locking the town hall. A filly-pitched cry left Mayor Mare, as she held a hoof to her chest and re-adjusted her glasses.

"Pinkie dear!" She wheezed with her remaining air. "Is everything alright?"

"Why of course Mayor Mare! Wait-No... Well-" Pinkie started to ramble on about the growing price for rose hip and pollen syrup. Only to stop and slap her fore-hooves together assertively. "Mayor... It has come to my attention that my new family will need somewhere to live." She smiled with conviction.

"Your fam-" The mayor started to question, but she quickly brushed this aside to the question she could answer. "There's a couple of houses for sale on Ponyville, Pinkie. In fact there's one not to far away from Sugarcube Corner. A block a way I think, next to the flower sisters."

Pinkie's eye twitched. She glanced in back of her, then back to the mayor. Her eyes moved back and forth on occasion, then she cleared her throat. Her eyebrows sank lower and lower, leaving thick ripples of dissatisfaction. "Sugarcube Corner... What makes you think I want to be anywhere near there! I can't be thinking about cakes, and muffins and candy! I've got my own oven to watch over." Pinkie lunged forward pressing her firm tummy on the mayor, Pinkie nonchalantly grabbed the blinded-sided mayor's hoof and coaxed her into rubbing her gurgling lump.

A nervous tick took control of the left side of Pinkie's face.

"M-Mother are we... That's quite the responsibility Pinkie. I didn't even know you had a somepony, never mind such a strong connection to them. Congratulations all the same, as for housing, I'm sure one of the other houses could suit your needs." Pinkie whipped her hoof menacingly with a loud thud to the door behind Mare Mayor before she could move.

"I'm sure you could help me out Mayor..." Pinkie's voice darkened. "I really need to talk with you in private, preferably in the town hall. I need to ask some questions."

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-*Sunset*-

Wrapped tightly in a brown clock Zecora hurried back to her hut before the cover dark fell. In her muzzle, a basket full of a hard days work of herbs and food. Quicker she galloped past the fallen logs and through the echos of timber-wolves, yet they are not what has frightened her. In the tranquility of the forest, any cause for the timber-wolves to howl is suspicious. Their calls are to early to serenade the moon which left only one other reason. They had some somepony. She dug her back hooves into the dirt for a sharp brake. Hoof falls, these prints were erratic like someone who was lost, or hungry. Or both.

She hurried along with the steps to find them lead into her hut. "Perplexed I am so see an unwelcome guest in my abode. Are your far from home?"

"Yes. Very far."

Zecora lifted her head up to the shadows of her thatching. She could see the glimmer of light reflecting from their eye.

"I am relieved you're not too fatigued to speak. Could you come out of the shadows, down were it's not so bleak?"

"Scared. hungry... body hurts."

Zecora knew that already from his breathless voice, and the soft whimpers of pains he was echoing through the hut.

"You're in my domain now, I deal with remedies-"

"Remedy... what is that."

"A cure."

"Want to remedy, to cure."

"I could help your ailment if you could come down for treatment."

A Pegasus fluttered down in front of Zecora. His body was longer and lankier than a Canterlot supermodel. Matted and snarly hair that parted to the side. What caught her off guard was the deepest blue eyes Zecora had ever seen on a pony. As the pony's hooves touched the ground he fell over and grimaced in pain. Zecora drew closer to the pony, unable to speak as her body flooded with an urge to help. The air around her was fresh and light. Another pant from the fallen Pony and Zecora's mind ached over his pain. What could she do? All she wanted to do was help.

"Be my remedy." The Pegasus beckoned. Zecora felt her head slowly nod and she laid on top of the pony. Her heart raced as she tried to grasp for control of her body. Then the Pegasus snapped his neck to hers, and she felt his teeth clench. The sensation made her eyes shut close. Slowly she felt fangs protrude from the pony's mouth and puncture into her neck. A hot fluid pumped into her blood and she felt its effects instantaneously. The air chilled around her, she shuddered as her body overheated. As she gasped for air, the Pegasus latched his mouth to her. He roped a hoof to her neck leaning her closer to his embrace. He huffed a sickly sweet mist into her mouth as he played with her tongue. Zecora moaned softly as her eyelids grew heavy, and lost in his desires.

"Be my remedy." he whispered to her ear.

"Yes." She cooed longingly.

The Pegasus rolled his body over. Now his deep eyes glistened and fizzled into aquamarine. He lowered his body, wrapping his forehooves to her back. Zecora rolled her head back as he plunged his tongue into her slick sex. As the tongue twisted and burrowed deeper, she felt the Pegasus sink his fangs into her labia. This time pumping a cool fluid into her. His tongue slithered out her sex now coated in her juices, he rose to her sight and teasing tasted it. He gave a quick moan of satisfaction. Then he bobbed his head low and latch onto her clit suckling it hard, his grip tightened around her back-hooves as she convulsed to the pleasure. He snickered as the wisps of love essence seeped from the Zebra. He funneled the essence to his mouth. It was bitter to his tongue. He suspected it was her breed, but the more he ate the more he knew the truth. She wasn't willing, he had warped her into submission, something his old queen would do. The thought alone had soured his feast, yet he ate. And ate. His body needed the food, but his heart wasn't in it.

This is what he wanted to cure, to remedy. To make his heart whole again, and be revered and accepted. Like how it was in the past. As he controlled his feeding he noticed the Zebra was begging for release. as he licked her clit again, she hollered for something more, something deeper. Remedy let go of her back hooves, as she thrashed wildly. Zecora pinned his hooves with all her weight. He yelped in pain as she plugged his mouth with her tongue. Her body slowly rode him, as she rubbed her sex over his sheath. The moisture alone was enough to coax his whole shaft free. Zecora didn't even stop to inspect the meat, her body rose and slide the entire member in one greedy motion. She fell limp on to his chest and shuddered as her body relished in his girth.

"You're my Remedy" Zecora lustfully moaned. As her eyes opened the Pegasus was coal black. His fangs stuck out from his gaping maw. His eyes were wide and compounded almost like. Zecora daze snapped. "An Insect from the Desert sands! The Changelings who's defeat from love foiled your plans!"

Remedy pushed the zebra to the floor, but Zecora resisted. The two tumbled around the hut, knocking over bottles of herbs and potions. Finally, Remedy felt his darker instinct take hold over him as he wrapped a hoof to the Zebra's neck and thrust it into the cauldron. Zecora's head took the full force of the hit. She was motionless, but her eyes and expressions changed to worry as Remedy finished the deed.

"Let me cure you." he hissed. as he rested her body into the cauldron, her butt peeked out. His shaft had thickened much after their tussle. The adrenaline had twisted him just enough to relish the coming moments. He dislodged his member slowly from her,but Zecora only flinched to the sensation. He grinned fiendishly pumping his whole meat into her anus as he hissed with every exit. The essence grew, but it was barely palatable. It mattered little to him, he was hungry for something else. He put his whole hips into the motion as he pounded into her hole. Finally, Zecora spat a groan. Within the stillness of the hut all that could be heard was Remedy's groans, his sack slapping the cauldron's rim, and Zecora's faint moans. By the time Remedy's adrenaline was sapping his vigor Zecora's anus was swollen and sore. Remedy still had his stiff though, so he gave her mercy, and walked to her head.

She was still groggy, and tear streaked coated her already striped fur. Remedy gripped tightly to her mohawk, his other hoof anchored her mouth to his pulsating Changeling dick. He felt her body flinch, and push away but he tighten his grip on her hair and yanked on her scalp, and she hesitated long enough for him to flood her mouth. He stuffed as much of his girth into her until it reached the back of her throat, then unloaded a hot load of gel-like aphrodisiac. She swallowed five big gulps of the goo, then her eyes reverted back to their dull submissive hue. He let go of her mane, as she suckled him eagerly.

Pinkie had made short work of Mayor Mare. She smiled lovingly at her newest family member. "Now Mayor mare, What do you have to say about making some new homes for my family?"

The Mayor only gurgled something indistinguishable. Pinkie chuckled softly as she rubbed the cocoon holding her. "What was that? 'Yes Momma Pinkie, Everypony of ours is going to get their own place to live!' Well That's just about the greatest news ever, my newest addition." Pinkie clapped her hooves ecstatically. "That's going to make Lek-kie so happy. Yes! I can feel how happy he is. He wants me to tell you since you can't hear him yet that you'll make the family proud with your service, but he also wants me to tell you... that you have to stay hush-hush about your new powers until we get Ponyville more, uh. Understanding about us. That means you gotta go to sleep for a week or two-o, by then Ponyville will need some more houses for sure!"

Pinkie flung her fore-hooves to the air as the cocoon shot out a web and slowly hoisted to city hall ceiling. She then threw some hay up, and the cocoon placed the hay to its sticky shell.

Zecora had just about rubbed her tongue raw over Remedy's shaft. He taunted her with a small load of sweet cum, if only to see her try to squeeze more out from him. He had gotten used to the bitter-tasting love essence that trailed off her like steam, but he was beyond full. It was merely the sensation he was after. He looked at her. Her eyes were muted to a single hue, she was surely addicted to his cum. She'd snaked both of her forehooves to her sex. That's how she's stayed so calm, she'd been quieting her lust on her own. Remedy pulled his hard shaft from her muzzle. Zecora begged him to come back. She opened her mouth and hung her tongue out like a tentative dog.

Remedy just looked to her at said. "For you, there's no cure. I must get ready for my true queen. I believe she's looking for truffles for an obese pig's birthday. "

Ch. 2 (Part 2):You Have To Be Cruel To Be Kind (V. 2.1)

Remedy rushed out into the forest to find her. That mare with the flowing pink mane. That mare that smelled of his fondest memories; When his mother, and queen coddled him sweetly; When his brother and sisters giggled within this very forest, and tended to its flora, and fauna. Back when love not only tasted but felt warm. Back in a time when his life was whole. With the Zebra's "help" now he was confident that he could talk to her. He could reason like how he did back then, with a 'hello, how do you do?' or maybe a 'Greetings my fellow pony, could you spare a moment of your time?'

He could see her now talking to her pet rodent. He was so close he could eavesdrop.

"Oh no Angel bunny. Don't you worry; Why it's been almost a week since Cadence and Shining Armor got married. I'm sure all of those Changelings are far far away by now."The bunny squeaked and squealed as if trying to reason with her. But she lowered him down and puffed up her chest.

"Angel, I'll be fine. Zecora is coming with me so I won't be gone for long."

Remedy grimaced. He didn't expect she was close to the Zebra, for them to meet. It changed everything, How could she properly learn about him? She'd wonder about the Zebra. This Zecora couldn't muddle his plans even more. What pained him more was she already knew what his pitiful kind was. Changeling. There was nothing more this Changeling wanted than to change what his kind had become.

She was the source. He knew it, his heart grew heavier in sorrow as he drew closer to her. He pushed his pain aside, he couldn't think about the past now. She was already heading into the forest. In his eyes, there was now only one option. He shifted his form to the one he hated most of all, and hummed a few rhymes in his head as he waited for the perfect time to drop in. He watched the pony scurry about the forest, no doubt lost without her guide.

Watching the Pegasus trail aimlessly only fed into Remedy's predatory instincts, ones he felt little need to use on such a delicate creature before him. His body still flexed alert to her movements, he didn't forget she had the power to tame grizzly bears. He wondered what else she could charm until she stopped suddenly and jumped into a nearby bush. He cocked a brow in curiosity. There was no way he had been trailing her too closely, maybe panic had finally settled into the Pegasi? He took this moment. His throat tightened, an innate reaction when his venom ducts readied.

He calmed his nerves, pushed back the bile and readied a quick rhyme. "I see one must still learn, that the paths in this forest can easily twist and turn."

The Pegasus lifted her head from the bushes, and gave a sweet smile. She sighed in relief and jumped out of the bush and said "Thank goodness you found me."

Remedy choked his instincts far down. The urge to pin her right here was burning his throat as his sedative glands primed eagerly. He knew he could easily take her now, but he wanted to learn a bit more about his promising queen. He reached a hoof around Fluttershy and slung it over her shoulder. Her wings looked well preened, definitely flight worthy.

He asked "A bewildering thought, why one with wings doesn't consider flight, then you could see my hut with unneeded... fright." Remedy caught himself, the Zebra's bewildering prose was far more irritating then he'd expected.

The Pegasus flinched softly. Remedy removed his hoof and started walking toward the Zebra's hut. The Pegasus trotted beside him keeping pace as she replied.

"I would have, but one of them got hurt when I fought the Changelings at Canterlot."

Remedy winced. He already knew she had faced his kind, but to know that she had fought them almost severed his composure then and there. He knew he was tactful, but to make her believe in his word would be nigh impossible.

"I remember hearing from gossiping lips, come to my hut and I fix your wing-"

His senses flared. Urging him to bite her and do his deed already. He felt his chitin warm as the rush of beta queen DNA dulled his mind. Slowly his mind filled with primitive thoughts. Bite, feed, breed. Bite, feed, breed. Bite. Feed. No.

He seized control, finishing his sentence."... and I'll have no quips."

He hurried his pace to a trot. The Pegasus was keeping up easily. She muttered something under her breath, But Remedy was more concerned about reaching the hut in case there were any other ponies that dwelled within the forest. The sunlight peeking through the canopy was dimming. He knew that she would be getting impatient soon, so he hurried at a full gallop until the hut was within eyesight.

As the two reached the steps of the hut Remedy get his stomach churn. the hut was still in tatters after his last feeding. He turned to her.

"Silly me for forgetting, I left my house in quite a mess. Wait out here for a moment-"
His chest coiled as the beta DNA tried to pull the reigns. Remedy fought back spitting out
"so I can assess-" he threw himself into the hut shutting the door behind him.

The code surged through him. His body stiffened as he felt it shift him to his true form. His muscles twisted and ebbed with new growth. He thought the gene had already shifted his form, but it seemed his identity had halted the process. With his target so close, it must have forced itself malignant. As his chest muscles stretched he felt his stature grow to that of his old queen. His lower glands grew two internal sacs. He felt his blood rush into each of them and from his blood, the glands firmed with small eggs.

The sacs tightened around each clutch of eggs. His shaft unsheathed from the stimulation of new glands growing from his prostate. The sacs filled with his pre-cum. One grew a sweet warmth, the other a jarring coolness. One to numb the nerves the other to heighten the senses. He leaned back as his shaft was now fully unsheathed. His tip grew a needle-fine point at the urethra, his shaft ebbed and pulsed thicker, then flexed and tightened into a weapon of pleasure, he felt the code hum its directive again. Bite. Feed. Breed.

That was the old creed. He wanted something better, something that would undoubtedly last longer. A way to live in peace, and love without secrecy and traps. This would be his last hunt, he vowed. From then on he would never take another pony unwillingly. He heard the hut door open. He shifted his form, and flew to the webbing of his last meal, clinging to the webbing.

Her soft voice echoed in the dark hut. "Zecora... I'm sorry for barging in like this but I really must be going, I'm sorry for taking up your time." Fluttershy place down her saddlebags.

No, he was so close. He felt the real Zecora begin to shake within her cocoon. He quickly shot a thicker webbing by the Zebra's head, before she could scream then flew into the shadows beside the Pegasus.

"Not at all dear friend please take a seat... Just working on a salve for your tired feet."
Remedy grimaced. The primal code was trying to take full control again.

"Feet?" The Pegasus questioned.

Remedy gave up the rhyming charade saying "Forgive me, my thoughts of late seem to come and go."

She tilted her head coyly and asked: "Why are the lights out?" Remedy could tell she was getting too suspicious. his predatory nature urged him to take her before she fled, but Remedy resisted with all the power he had. He wanted his queen willing to help. He just had to calm her, treat her like a friend would. He readied his sedative glands.

"From time to time the bright light from a fire hurts my Zebra eyes. The remedy is simple, use the gentle light from fireflies, but I can understand your concern, soon it will be moon's turn. Tell me once more your ailment, so you can be on your way."

"My wing." The Pegasus said. her voice was calm again. She leaned her wing close to him. He spat a glob of the numbing gel onto his hoof before her eyes turned to him. He sweetly smiled saying.

"I have just the thing." He softly placed the glob on her shoulder blade, working it in. He readied another glob. Before she could fully ask he had worked the other glob onto her other shoulder blade. Small trails of pink essence drifted from the Pegasi's breath and she exhaled in relief.

"Thank you so much." The Pegasus cheered.

Remedy leaned in closer as he tasted the essence. His body lurched back as he was dumbfounded by the power such a small amount had on his senses. Zecora's essence had been tainted, forced from her by desire. But The essence the Pegasus had given was of pure thankfulness. It was wholesome and pure. It left his full stomach empty. Binging on Zecora's sexual essence was about as nutritious as triple fried ice cream cake. It was then that Remedy felt the beta queen code and his mind meld.

"Your welcome dear Fluttershy, but don't you agree, for my services on your wings I should ask for a fee?" his body inched closer to her, as he strafed out of the moon's glow.

The Pegasus turned around taken aback by Zecora's returned rhyming."I... I guess..." the Pegasi squeaked."but didn't bring any bits with me... could I pay you back?"

Remedy felt his back muscles twitch in anticipation. His fang was already mixing a concoction of Nymph DNA, aphrodisiac and a little numbing gel."You think simple currency can pay for what you have received? What I need is larger... what I desire can't be bought you see. I need you, and your talent to nurture and care. I have children that need somepony suitable, like you dear." Yes. This is what he needed.

"I-I never knew you had children here... are you sure they are safe in the forest?"

Remedy was in perfect position to finish the deed, but now that he and the DNA were one. he didn't worry about taking her to early. He'd wait for her to accept her calling to her new life. He could easily talk to her. No matter how long it took Until she looked unexpectedly right at him. Her face glowed by the firefly's light.

Remedy remained calm. He strafed slowly, watching as she searched for the whites of his eyes. He shifted to his original form."No dear Fluttershy, they won't be safe here at all... That's why I need your help." He said sweetly.

She walked to where he was. Before he noticed her hoof about to slip on a fallen jar, he was in mid-pounce. Her body shifted and the jar flung into the air crashing into the shelves. The mass of fireflies darted past their faces. A second passed before Fluttershy's expression of worry turn to horror as she saw Remedy's true form.

Her expression had just about ripped Remedy's sangfroid. His instincts took over. First securing his queen, then locking down the doorway. His ducts flared under his tongue, as he hissed a numbing mist above the Pegasus. Stilled she resisted and crawled her way toward the doorway, but Remedy was steps ahead of her.

Thanks to the numbing mist she wasn't moving all that fast. His gave a deep gulp queuing the same ducts to shift to a thicker gel. His neck jerked and he readied a wad of the goo and aimed at the doorway. From there the Pegasus cowered and Remedy readied himself over his prize. He snapped his fangs into her wither, pumping the DNA-rich aphrodisiac slurry into her blood. As some of her blood seeped past his teeth, his tongue suckled at the base of one of his fangs and let her blood rest on his tongue.

He let his mind wander comfortably within her code. She was an enigma of her species, and tender of animals even though her kind were sky dwellers. Her heart was that of someone who saw the best in any creature, given the chance. Her identity mirrored his own, when he was younger. Now he knew why he was drawn to her. Like a moth to candlelight. She reflected the past he yearned for. He focused back onto the Pegasus, how she moaned in pain.

He flinched. No. His Queen. He pried his primal urges back as he stood over her. She still hadn't agreed. He nudged at her shoulder, rolling her back to the ground. She was still, motionless. He craned his head in closer. Closer. Before she could shy away, he kissed her softly. Their lips locked innocently, and he pressed deeper into the kiss. their tongues patted another sheepishly. The Pegasus retracted hers, and winced.

His skin grew warm, and the Pegasus darted her head away. He leaned his back to hers, gazing into her sweet eyes. He felt his mouth peek open and breath in her essence again. Sweeter than the last time. The sensation alone loosened his whole shaft free. He felt his legs lower as his pecker was close to penetrating. He shot his legs up, and the tip slide through her labia.

The Pegasus squirmed to the gesture."I didn't agree to this" she insisted.

His shaft throbbed, it wanted to worm its cold meat within her warm walls. Remedy settled for a coy graze over her stomach. He felt his egg sack rub along her clit. His neck lowered and he let out another breath of numbing mist. She quieted after that, he let the mist work its magic. soon enough her mouth cracked open like a clam shell. He didn't hesitate, his snake coiled into her mouth and he hissed more mist into her. Her body seized to his coup-de-gras.

His greed slid his shaft back to her clit, it slithered past her slit. The heat of her inner walls signaled the shaft to thicken within her. before it had fully stretched the Pegasus began to cry. This coaxed Remedy conscious back. He searched her thoughts, what did she want? Who did she love?

A sturdy stallion came into focus, and Remedy eagerly took the form. Fluttershy shuddered as his shaft exited. the slick walls dancing along the contours of his sex. His mind dulled to the pleasure. Yet he didn't forget she wasn't willing. Even then his lust beckoned him deeper into her cave. He'd almost fit all of his girth within her tight confines. He watched her head and eyes roll back, then focus on the thatch above.

He drove into her again, noticing her streaming tears her gaze fixed above and away from him. His hissed disparagingly nudging her head back to view, but he had misplaced how fatigued his mist had made her senses and her head rattled forward, eyes shifting back to him. Now she had noticed his gift more clearly. her lower lip sunk deeper into her muzzle as he worked her quicker but only penetrated half his member. he inched more by each thrust, until he had made it halfway in. His shaft firmed as it shot out a stream of pre-cum deep into her, then he plunged his meat until he felt his new egg glands tingle with warmth. The needle fine point had painlessly poked into the base of her birth tubes. With it, a steady trickle of DNA rich aphrodisiac tickled through her nerves. Then he felt his shaft tighten as he sprayed the cooling gel within her.

He softly pricked the fine tip needle into her wall until he felt his shaft coat with her juices. His shaft flexed greeting her warm fluids with his own He felt his gland eagerly draining his pheromone-laced pre-cum. Even as their fluids began to drip on silken streams to the ground he kept pricking her. His mouth crudely huffing her intoxicating essence. A vapor trail snaked past her clenched lip, he could hear how rough she had been chewing it easily within the silence of the hut. He craned his head in close as he double the needles dose, her mouth paused, then slowly cracked open as he snapped his tongue in her mouth and wrapped hers tightly. Making one hard pull before pushing into her slowly. Her cry flooded his senses with essence as well as blissful noise. He felt his back shudder in pleasure as his shaft resumed pumping into her with renewed vigor.

There the two panted and moaned together for a while in insatiable libido. It wasn't long after he'd freed her essence that she, maybe instinctively, was guiding her own hips into his gyration. She was under his thrall, he was sure of it.

Even as he scanned her form he noticed her eyes tune out to the world around her, and she let her instincts take over. He rewarded her placidity, he unlocked his engorged shaft from her slowly as not to rip her raw walls, and bowed his head lower to her warm slit. A quick stretch of his tongue and he coiled it around her throbbing clit. Remedy let the tip of his forked tongue rub her button as if polishing a pearl.

He added a soft cocking motion as his tongue gave her clit a miniature blow job. He could hear the Pegasus moaning low in exhaustion. Her pants were close to his own in pace. though slowly he watched her legs jerk and spasm, her body still gyrating to a cock that was throbbing to rejoin her too. Her mouth was billowing essence as her jaw was shamefully tilted to the ground and drooling freely.

*Ponyville-Town hall*

"Wakey, wakey, daughter mayor." Pinkie said.

Mare Mayor's eyelids softly batted opened. She stretched her restless legs, as her hooves stretched more she felt the cocoon buckling around them, finally a hoof punctured through and the mayor lifted her hooves to her face as she felt her body falling. Then a powerful gust flung her to her feet.
"How." Mare gasped. Her voice sounded different. It had an extra "hum" within it, as if two ponies were speaking in unison.

"You're not and earth-pony anymore, honey." Pinkie reasoned within the mayor's mind."My lek has gifted you with a new form, and purpose! Now you can feel everypony's love, and best of all you can help the rest of Ponyville embrace this gift. The time has come for you to receive your own children. Mine be arriving in a few days and I would hate to disappoint Lek. You have no time to waste. I want their coming-of-age party to be perfect!"

Mayor mare nodded "Yes, my queen... but how-"

"Don't worry I've brought you some help." Pinkie giggled.

A strong knock echoed through the still town hall. Mayor walked over to the door, before she even opened the door she felt her body overcome with pheromones and her back-legs buckled in a flooded heat. The doorknob twisted, and the silhouette of a towering creature stepped into the town hall lit only by the full moon.

"Hello. Child. Shall I share my gifts?"

"Yes Master Lek." Mayor mare moaned."Bless me with your joy."

*Within Zecora's hut. *

Remedy opened his mouth ready to welcome her into the hive, but he hesitated. His future was before him, willing to do just about anything. He rested his shaft along her slit as he lowered and asked her if she was still going to honor her promise to watch his children. instead, he found himself crudely saying.

"You-Promised home." Remedy scolded his primitive directive. Why now of all times was it making him into a savage. He cleared he throat sheepishly as he heard her mumble.

"I P-promised Zecora-"

He knew then that her mind was not under his thrall, only her body. He wished he'd reasoned this earlier, but it was undeniable to him, as he felt the Pegasus try to coax his shaft back into to her. All she wanted was the stimulation. So he glided the shaft along her clit and continued. He felt the directive drone louder within him. 'Bite, Feed, Breed. Feed the hive. Seed the hive. ' But he wanted something better, he reasoned. 'Feed the hive. Seed the hive' it chanted. That was the old way. The more he remembered his divergence the stronger he felt his mind become.

"I ask you now... They need a home." He quivered as his mind pounded in his defiance.

"I... Change back to yourself. I can't listen to Big Mac ask me this!" she said.

'Take her. Mate her. ' his directive protested, yet he reasoned she wasn't his prey, but his new family. She deserved this much. He shifted back for her and felt The Directive silence as he regained his magical power.

"It is imperative that my kind survive... Help us."

She blushed and said "B-but you've already taken my marehood. Why not 'get rid of me'... l-like Zecora!"

He sulked his head in shame."Because you are Kindness... known for her understanding and compassion. I planned for this night... I wanted it different, but I became too hungry. I learned your routine... The Zebra is in no danger, merely in a hibernation cocoon."

"So that is her up there... poor Zecora."

He felt his heart sink lower."She is safe. I will free her soon." He puffed up his chest making a regal pose."I need you... Chrysalis has long been leading my kind on the path of disharmony, but we were different. We were even accepted... I'm sorry I've failed to prove otherwise." He felt his shaft soften and retreat in shame.

"So... you mean to tell me if I help you. That the Changelings... they won't be like Chrysalis'?" He smirked, had he peaked her curiosity?

"You'll be their queen... they'll adopt your beliefs." He insisted eagerly.

There was a stillness in the air as he watched her brows dance with her darting eyes, clearly in deep thought. Her eyes flashed back to him."I want to help you, but I-I don't know if I can believe that."

There, She'd agreed to help. She'd given consent. Remedy didn't question if it was her loving nature, or the sentimentality to try the find the best in every creature. He was just glad that she would be his queen willingly.

"Luckily that doesn't matter." He felt his lips speak, as The directive switch on and resumed its final function. His shaft buried deeply into her as the base of his shaft thickened and knotted the two. From there a pencil-thin tube uncoiled from the new egg sacks and stretched out to her clit. He felt it suckle her clit and squirmed around it. It lubricated itself in the excess pre-cum, then firmed up as the eggs loosened and fed into the tube.

It unclenched from Fluttershy's clit snapping hard into the thick base of his shaft. He felt the tube meld into his shaft and ready his shaft like a gun barrel, then the tube wiggled loose from the knot. His shaft puffed due to the inflammation of the egg shaft. He guessed the first time was always this painful. As the clutch floated through his cum, the two of them cried in ecstasy. Fluttershy gave a low groan, as her hooves buckled tight around her sides, her eyes narrowed and she lulled to sleep. He arched his back leg lower as he made sure the whole needle below his dick's tip had fully sunk into her. This signaled the needle to pump the surrounding area directly in a potent anesthetic.

Spasms of cum poured out as an egg peeked its tip, his whole shaft shivered as his tip blossomed open and the egg landed safety in the puddle of cum. A few more released, then a load of cum washed over them. A couple more eggs unloaded whilst a hot liquid emptied from one of the new glands by his prostate. This gland could heighten the female's sexual senses, it was slick like oil, yet he used it to easily carry the eggs into their new home. A few more eggs glided through his shaft. Soon Remedy felt he’d emptied his whole clutch, all but one last egg that was primed through his shaft. This one was the biggest of all of them.

Pushing this egg was a full gland's worth of the cooler gel, this one heightened his senses, which in this case he felt was a drawback. But he’d soon realized that he had lost himself in the moment and that he had much more work to do for his queen. This was like a cold slap on the face to keep him awake to finish her transformation. As a beta queen, he could do this all by himself, without the need for a drone to fertilize the cocoon she would morph in.

The final egg lagged behind the surge of cooled gel. It coated the Pegasi’s wall with ease then egg stuck snugly in the gel. His shaft shrank in girth, the tip clasping tightly back together. with the knot retracting, his shaft loosened then delicately punctured the egg. Then he fully sheathed the shaft, leaving the needled tip out. He would use said needle along with a mixture of hair-fine gel to make a squishy string-like webbing. First, he webbed around his queen like a spider to her catch. Then a stronger weave of the oily pre-cum covered that. Hastily he spun his strongest weave that when encased around the warm oil weave it melted to a glistening glass. He smiled proudly.

He looked up to the cocoon holding Zecora. He had promised his queen her freedom. He fashioned a gel-silk net and anchored his queen above the Zebra's cocoon. Then he secured it with tacky gel and loosened the Zebra's egg. He weaved another net and wrapped the Zebra's egg and dragged it out into the forest.

He felt like he had been walking far too long, yet he could still make out the hut's shadow. But that was not good enough for him. He debated on outright cracking her cocoon, but he knew nothing good could come of it. She'd bother his queen, even demonize him even further to the nearby village. No. She had to stay in the egg. But he promised. Where was his word, his honor, his duty to his queen. Wait.

He knew the real reason. The Zebra... she was the first one he mated with, had he ruined his brand new start already by giving into that foul hive directive? He had listened to his instincts so wildly that day. He was too weak from hunger. He'd tricked her like a changeling would. He paused as he felt the sturdy clap of his hoof on wood. Had he been walking the whole time lost in his thinking? That plank was part of a broken bridge. 'This would her new home. The Zebra deserved safety. ' his darker thoughts tried to reason.

"She should be free!" He shouted. as if trying to break free himself. He winced, then slowly he grinned widely. There was no reason both sides couldn't agree. He steadied the egg in his arms and flew over the chasm to the other side. There he found a disheveled castle where he lowered the egg softly to the ground. With a quick kick to the soft base of the egg, it cracked open, and he flew at full speed back to his queen.

Author's Note

The fun part of reading this, is opening the second chapter of Kindness and playing spot the differences :pinkiecrazy: Double the reading, double the confusion?

Ch. 2 (Part 3): Kill Them With Kindness v.4

Three days later- Ponyville town hall

Mayor Mare squirmed her hind legs as the cool air of the vacant town hall felt more like a polar wind. Her body had been unbearably hot since she received her gifts from Lek. She was sure Lek and her queen would be proud. Even as the pain pulsed throughout her body. Lek hadn't left any ounce of her body unattended. She remembered his overpowering aura, a sense of safety as he enveloped her. Even as her legs numbed, and she still felt his presence within her. Her gifts of joy would soon be delivered, just in time. The air tickled her forehead, as her feelers unfurled. Within the air a soft scent of pollen carried a single wish.

"we are ready, calm yourself and sleep."

She closed her heavy eyes.

"Sleep, and let your gifts be delivered."

Everfree Forest

Remedy fluttered over to his queen's egg. His eyes narrowed softly, as he inspected her shell.

"No signs of metamorphosis." He hissed.

He stretched his tongue over the crack and smiled as he felt her move inside.

"Are you ready?" He snarled.

The cocoon shook slowly, and he placed a hoof to either side of it and rocked the egg softly. He waited until the soft spot on the shell loosened from the ground, slicking the tacky resin off as the chrysalis broke free. He's shaft was already erect and he inserted it into the new hole, he lined it up with her own and jacked off without shame. Her moans echoed within the egg and he drove into her harder. She flung her hooves to the shell, mirroring his hooves. Her body shifted in the gel as she forced her eyes to meet his.

Her amber eyes glowed eerily against the shadows. So she had been changing. He knew it was going to take longer to change her, she wasn't like the rest after all. His kind had never met one like her. He wished deeply that he hadn't either. Even as his instincts craved her pleasure, his heart was aching. Deep down she would never be his queen, but he knew his true queen would fix everything. There'd be no more greed, or lust, or primitive directives. The cocoon froze, and Remedy turned his attention to his surroundings. He could sense her fear. The scent of the air had become bitter, his antennae stung with the sensation of another queen. It wasn't from the egg below him, or his queen in the forest. This queen felt strange. She felt like the old ones, before the disfigurement. Her scent was sickeningly sweet like the rarest of pollen.

Worst of all he wasn't alone. A figure darted within his peripheral. He dismounted the chrysalis and dodged to the right as the form charged. It was identical to him, but he was positive he was the last of the Canterlot swarm to survive. He had searched for the hive mind countless times, and the directive was silent. His mind flooded with questions, questions this other Changeling had no desire to answer. It cradled its tongue over the sex juices escaping the chrysalis' hole, lapping it clean. Remedy backed away slowly, the other Changeling seemed unaware of his existence. The love essence alone had lured it here. Remedy gathered this much as he head back to his queen taking a few detours in case the Changeling tried to follow his own essence for more food.

Never had he thought his slip in judgement would bait another of his kind so easily. The more he dwelled on it the darker his thoughts became, ever since he had cocooned Fluttershy his urges had been heightened. He was afraid that if he treated her like the old queen she would become as twisted too, but now he wondered if it was really his fault to begin with. He knew the curse had the power to change her, just as much as her kindness could change him. Even then his desires controlled him, and every time he felt himself guided to the old castle. Guided to his first mate, Zecora. Beta Queens released a special pheromone to their first mate, that ensures their dedication.

Remedy wasn't sure how he had forgotten just how strong this bond was, he still longed for his old queen's embrace just as he craved Zecora's satisfaction. His mind was split between what he wanted, but with the other Changeling at Zecora he focused his attention to protecting Fluttershy. This is where his heart rested, and there was no doubt in his mind about his true mission.

As he opened the hut's door he sighed, thankful that the chrysalis was undisturbed. He rocked the egg slowly, and spun a new net around it as he hitched the egg to his chitin. He used his remaining strength to shift his form and he walked as far as his hooves could take him. The tree line was breaking in his sight and the sun was an hour from setting. He picked up on an old trail of his queen, and it lead him back to the house.

He perched her egg on a healthy branch, and took a deep break as he transformed. He charged into the hut. to see a small army of woodland creatures arguing and the white bunny screeching for attention. They turned almost in unison. Remedy felt his heart skip at their unified gaze, but he sensed they were not hostile, just panicked. his disguise must be holding.

"Fluttershy needs your help!" Remedy ran out and the animals charged with him, even the white bunny.

"We got caught unaware, by a Changeling no-less, he chased us down to the old castle. He caught Zecora in an egg. and Fluttershy is stuck. I ran out to get more help. I need you to help her, while I go back in town to get her other friends."
Her critter friends charged past, Remedy following his pointed hoof, and he slipped out of the forest and peeked to the little village, his heart ached for him to return back to his queen,but he knew he shouldn't shake her cocoon too much, and what if some of the animals looked back? A little walk through the town wouldn't be so bad.

He trotted through the town, the more he looked around to the blissfully unaware citizens, the sweeter his plan felt. No one expected a thing. His lips curled wickedly as he felt his pride inflate,then he felt the wind get knocked out of him as he hit the ground. A colt ran over to him and scooped the ball out from Remedy. Remedy picked himself up and look the colt square in the eye. To his shock, his eyes were piercing yellow, yet distinctly Changeling eyes.

The colt grinned at him. "I hear there's a beautiful Pegasus at the edge of the woods. In a few more days I'll be paying her a visit"

Remedy snickered threateningly at the colt. "You're welcome to try."

The colt chuckled as he turned away bouncing the ball back to a group of colts the same age as him, they all unshifted their muzzles to show their fangs. Remedy stepped back. A whole group, they couldn't be the Canterlot swarm... No they smelled the same as the Changeling at the castle. There was another queen around here, and she had a head start on him. He galloped back to the forest. Unsure where to watch over his queen, he felt trapped. He rested her back into her cottage, in a fit of emotion he felt his body and mind begin to circle around his mission, his desires and what he wished.

An egg was how the Changelings worked, they tricked and manipulated. If he was truly going to change his kind for the better. He agreed, he would have to be better then them. With quick jab with his hoof, he cracked her cocoon. In that moment he felt his senses heighten, his body quivered to the alien experience. He felt his cheeks moisten as his throat grew a subtle soreness. as he took a deep breath he felt his nose become runny. He sat next to Fluttershy, her fur was matted with goo. He rose, and lifted her body, taking her over to the bathroom. Remedy filled a bucket of water and found a bar of soap that was foul-tasting but equally pleasant smelling and dropped into the bucket. he found a long toothbrush and started cleaning the goo from her buttercream fur.

As each moment passed his mind wondered less and less on how he would keep her safe, and more on how Fluttershy would cope with the choice he had thrust upon her. She was halfway clean when Remedy noticed how weak his darker instincts were. He was unsure if it was the uncomfortable warmth in his chest, or if maybe he had finally come to terms with what needed to be done to save his kind. Maybe it was the kindness of his queen finally taking hold of his darker judgement. In any case he felt a brief moment of curiosity. He lowered his ear to her soft baby lump. Inside he heard the sound of kindness. A harsh kindness that was hard to swallow, it was but blunt, but good natured. Sweet but mischievous, innocent and easily tricked.

His body tingled more as he heard his children move within her. There was at least five of them. As he lifted his ear he heard distant sounds entering the cottage threshold. Before he could change shape her animal friends stormed into the bathroom. A giant bear wrapped his goliath arms around Remedy and hugged him tenderly. Squirrels danced around the sink and her bunny companion hopped to the lip of the bathtub and checked Fluttershy's condition.
He quickly spotted the gel in the bucket and on her fur, and turned to Remedy.

"I was in the process of cleaning that gunk off of her."

The bunny narrowed his eyes, and looked back to Fluttershy. He made a motion with his paw and the bear's tender hug became bars of iron. He made another motion and pantomimed an egg shape then pointed outside the bathroom.

Remedy nodded "I broke the egg, and started to clean her. The Changeling had gotten to her, I took it upon myself to free her from the egg, and to clean her. My name is Remedy by the way. I was on my way to Ponyville to see if she could help watch over my children. I come from a distant corner of Equestria, very similar to these forests. I had heard of her abilities to befriend wildlife and thought 'maybe she could help me as well'."

The bunny hopped onto the bear's arm and stared deep into Remedy's eyes. After the threat of seeing so many Changelings around him, his will was tempered to handle the threat of a bear grappling him under the whims of a bunny. He understood their duress of seeing someone they care for hurt and treated by a stranger. He let the warmth of his chest speak for him, for he knew it was pure like his sleeping queen. He never before had he given such trust.

The bunny hopped off, and the bear let go. Remedy resumed washing Fluttershy, then her animals friends towel dried her, and they rested her on her bed. When Angel tried to shoo Remedy out he insisted he wanted to help her too. The bunny let him stay for the night. He laid on the couch lost in thought, he felt a soft tap on his shoulder. Only to see Fluttershy, he scrunched his body to one side of the couch and watched her sit, her face turned to him.

"What do you want from me?"

Remedy hesitated. " Ju-just your well being."

"What about Zecora's?"

"I'm sorry... I could only save one of you."

"What about my friends."

"They're safe. I promise, on my life."

"Just you're life?"

Remedy leaned closer, and her face distorted in its place a Changeling's. It latched its mouth to his, pinning him to the couch.

"You belong with our kind." It sang to him.

He felt the Changeling stroke his sheath, and his shaft eagerly peeked out.

" You're ours, just like she'll be ours. Like this Town, like Equestria. It all belongs to us-s-s-sss" Its words hummed with the sweetness of truth, that didn't sting Remedy's heart until it echoed within his mind. The changeling mounted him and twisted deep,locking his knot.

"Take me, and you will be forgiven. Commit to your nature, only there you will find joy." The changeling whispered.

"I know of joy... of peace. Of kindness. It's not gained through lust." He snarled

Remedy forced the Changeling off with a hard buck, it flung into the roof and disappeared like vapor.

"You didn't think I'd waste my children... No, you don't deserve their embrace." Remedy winced as she echoed in his mind. He staggered into the bathroom, closing the door behind him, he loosened the faucets and plunged his head into the water. He had heard her voice before, the same that took over him in the hut, with Zecora.

"You can't wash me away. I'm a part of you. I'm that little whisper in your mind. I've been keeping your safe all these years little Remnant, because face it... You're no remedy. You're an iteration, a clone, a pawn. The moment you thought your chest held something stronger than a pulse, was the day I showed you that I am everywhere. The moment you proved that you are a piece of my puzzle, was when you couldn't keep a single queen. You couldn't "follow your heart", because your heart lies within me. You are but my will Remnant. In your silence, I feel your submission to this truth. Treat her well my pawn, so her true brood can unite with her."

As her voice faded away Remedy tightened the faucets and slumped to the floor. A soft creak at the door and Angel hopped in. Remedy looked to him defeated.

"They are coming for her little guy, She'd hate to see you or her friends hurt, but I have a plan."

Somewhere in the Everfree Forest

It is midnight as Pinkie makes her way through the forest, her eyes scaned for a certain landmark before she freezes and
sighs listlessly "Do we have to?"

She fiddled her forehooves timidly as she heard her speak. She continued speaking nonchalantly to the being within her.

"Why don't we bring him here?"

She winced, wrapping her arms to her ears. She didn't like the answer, even though her voice was too pure to be muffled.

"I know, I don't have to talk, and I know you're a part of my mind, But they don't know. They don't know your gift, or how to hear you... and to be honest even I don't even know what to call you."

Suddenly a glow envelopes Pinkie's irises and they become golden.

"I am Imago. Perfection. Harmony. Those where all names given to me... but it's been thousands of years since I was addressed as such, Lek can not join us because that would cost us the element of surprise. We have but days before the princesses will become aware of the book's opening, and you've told me this Twilight is a pupil of theirs."

"well.. just Celest-"

"No matter. The princesses' would seal me back into that book. Pinkamena, Sweet vessel of promise, you don't wish me gone, and your gifts erased. They would have us split, and you unmade because of it. Do you want to be erased?"

"No Queen Imago, I want us to become whole. Just as I promised I would." She rose and continued walking, just a bit farther.

"Then we need more like-minded believers, that I may take true form, and bestow my purest gift."

"I don't know if I could find anyone as like-minded as me, my queen, But I do know of a place we can make some."
Pinkie jumped through a narrow hole and stumbled down the pathways until her eyes opened to an underground cavern. her reflected shown in the ponds water's "My nana told me of a magic pool that could make duplicates of whoever recited this verse. ' And into her own reflection she stared, Yearning for one whose reflection she shared, And solemnly sweared not to be scared, At the prospect of being doubly mared. "

A curly pink bang poked out for the water, and soon Pinkie locked eyes with her double.

"Do you hear-"

"The queen?"

They both smiled. "We did it, my-our queen. We can become whole!" they said in unison. She lifted her double out of the water and the two looked into the water. "How many do require, our queen?" as they felt her presence overcome them, they gave a soft sigh, dreaded how long the night would be. How long it would take to piece her back together. As the two recited the verse and pulled two more Pinkie's out they felt their queen's power strengthen within them. Eight more, and they could make out her form within their minds. It was strange. The feeling of being united with a single goal. It tickled the back of her mind how she had to become many to become whole. Sixteen more and Imago's shadowed silhouette let out a beam of light from her smile. Her voice came in with such clarity that the Pinkie's awed and cooed. It rang with such regality and gentleness that the newer Pinkie's began to wave their bodies in worship. thirty-two Pinkie's filled the room with unwavering conviction.

"I need you all to think of me, remember the Lek's images of me, remember your promise, and my promise to you."

As the room grew still, a pinkie lifted into the air by some unseen magic and her body shimmered before turning into gold dust.

"You are the vessel of my new form, my rebirth" Imago commanded. "Please continue the verse, you will know when I am ready."

Thirty One Pinkie's said in unison. "Yes, Queen Imago."

At the Old sister's courtyard

Zecora opened her eyes, her mind groggy and holes sore she looked to see if her prison had changed at all. The glass-like cacoon let in the moon's light,as she scaned it surface it looked unchanged. her muscles shot with pricking pain from her pinned postition,but she forced her legs to move, even if just an inch. As she pushed she felt a spurt of liquid jet out from her vagina. Gross, those creatures had filled her body full of their seed. Or worse. She remembered the cacoon being roomy,almost comfortable before. If anything had changed, it was her. She peer closer to the walls of her prison,and saw a mirror reflection. It was not the reflection she was expecting to see. Her features had taken a violent shift, her lower jaw was furless and each of her grazing teeth had been changed into curved fangs. Her eyes gained an unnatural glow, like the timber-wolves. her neck felt stiff,as if she was hunching. She pressed her hooves to the cacoon,and it gave a weaken crack. She pressed harder on the prison and the top flung off the cacoon. Eagerly she gave a long stretch,and as she exited the cacoon she would come to realize the full effects of her transformation.

A scent reached her that was sweet, yet familiar.

"Your free I see, That is how it should've been." Remnant said.

"You are the one whole took my pride, reaped my dignity and left me to die."

"Never my queen." Remnant hung his head in a bow. "I took something pure, and I treated you unkind. I'm sorry for my deception, I do not wish for your acceptance. But I do want to help."

"You are a shifter, a coward, a thief-"

"please, I don't need you to remind me of my misdeeds in rhyme. Just hear me out, my mission is to keep who Fluttershy cares for safe."

Zecora nodded. She kept her suspicion even as he talked about queens and broods, and a worse queen then Queen Chrysalis starting to take hold of Ponyville. He explained his kind in detail, about their ability to become beta queens and how he was one of the last from the old Era to survive during The Curse. How he personally knew Queen Imago and how she was willing to sacrifice her love of her people to be immortal. Zecora found the tale too fanciful to be real. But Remnant hushed her and finished his story. He concluded that the Book of Desires, had become twisted by her magic, it had resurfaced. That the book itself was her prison for eons, but someone had opened the book and had made a wish, a contract to the book. If she wanted to be reverted back to normal they would need to destroy the book, which held Imago's contract to be immortal.

Zecora raised her hoof to him "I see no choice, but to follow your words."