Author's Note

Ah, I see you've arrived at the second chapter! So? Are we enjoying ourselves? You've followed my advice about not touching things I hope? Good! Well, with that out of the way, please come take your seat again! I have kept it relatively clean in your absence. There was some spillage, but with all these frivolous ponies around what is one to do? Any who, let us return to the story. I have a feeling that Twilight and her friends are in for a hard time! Ahahahahahaha! I apologize.

Twilight Makes Progress in Ruining Everything

Twilight observed the upended Ponyville from a safe distance as she flew above. How could she have let this happen? This was her nightmare come true! Not only did her shipping tendencies get out, but everyone was being forced to act them out! This was truly awful. But this was no time for self pity. She had to find Rarity before anyone she shipped her with did! Luckily she knew Rarity was going to be working alone at her boutique all day. And now that she thought about it Spike was helping her, so he would be safe there too! "The Book of Extreme Shipping, Chapter 134: Spike Grows Up.". Twilight slapped her forehead. Of course! After Spike's growth issue and his near confession with Rarity after the fact, Twilight had been up all night writing this one. She dreaded what she might see after arriving, but sped to Rarity anyway's. And after flying through the boutiques door Twilight found her worries completely justified. A noticeably larger (In more than one way) Spike was reclining in Rarities drama chair while the usually pristine mare was busy polishing his dragon junk like it was an unbelievably tasty popsicle. Twilight felt all her breath leave her as she promptly collapsed onto the floor. And despite Twilight being unconscious for most of these events, they proceeded in a rather pant raising manner.

Rarity was surprised for two reasons, and mulled them over as she all but devoured the dragons love stick. The first reason, was that she never expected dragon to taste this good. In fact it was so good, it was hard for her to stop. Which brought her to the second reason. Why was she doing this in the first place? One minute she was happily making dresses with her faithful friend Spike at her side, and the next she was mesmerized by a large hunk of a dragon flexing in the corner. Everything after that was a blur that somehow ended with her in this raunchy position. And even with her mind racing with these thoughts she still found herself bobbing her head like a well designed fishing lure. But eventually all the questions subsided, with Rarities mind eventually falling into a empty zen like state. After a couple more minutes of this Spike seemed to grow tired of the experience, and effortlessly picked up Rarity with both hands, her mouth sliding off his dragon lance leaving behind a pool of spittle. Spike held Rarity in front of him like an oversized stuffed animal and stared at her intently, as if he was trying to decide what to do next. He apparently figured it out rather quick, because with one motion he thrust her downward thoroughly impaling her hug box. Rarity flushed a deep red and drooped backwards as if she had lost all muscle control, leaving only the well built dragon to support her. Not that he minded, considering he was busy treating her like an almost empty bottle of ketchup. What will all the forceful thrusting up and down, and the occasional smacks aimed at the bottom. The thrusts began to speed up slowly and surely until all that could be seen was a frantic white blur on top of Spike, all while the dragon shouted what seemed to be a progressively more impressive war cry. Then all at once with one last meaty slam Spike burst like a fire hydrant. And despite Rarity being closely connected to him, the dragon still managed to give the entire room a new coat of paint. Which was ultimately unfortunate for Twilight, who had just begun to wake up before the impressive climax, and who's likeness was now a full scale transparent silhouette adorning the freshly painted window.

For what seemed like the millionth time today, Twilight found herself completely stunned. And for the second time, in need of a shower. Oddly enough, it was Rarities voice that broke Twilight out of her trance.
"Twilight darling, are you all right? However did you get caught in all of this?"
Twilight barely registered Rarities frantic apologies, she was to busy being confused as to why her friend was not currently acting out Twilight's dreadful fantasies. Furrowing her brow Twilight tried to think why Rarity had ceased attacking Spike's dragon meat for the time being. Twilight could have sworn that this particular story went further than this. Lost in thought she brought her head up and met the puzzled and worried face of her friend. Snapping back to reality Twilight apologized and proceeded to explain to Rarity what was happening and how she had been hoping to stop it. Clearly gathering the elements of harmony had been more difficult than anticipated in this scenario, but Twilight figured Applejack always had a level head, so if they could find her before she succumbs then they might have a good start. Finishing this thought Rarity suddenly gasped out loud.
"Applejack you say? Twilight, this is absolutely dreadful! My sister was going to be playing with Applebloom and Scootaloo at the farm today! We have to get them before they are subjected to this madness!"
Twilight reeled back and stared at Rarity in complete shock.
"Rarity they're children. Did you honestly think I wrote some horrible sexual fantasy about them?
"Well, I mean- I just figured-"
"Rarity I'm a pervert, not a paedophile!"
Twilight turned towards the door in a completely offended huff. Rarity futilely called out to her and as she left the door she suddenly remembered why she had thought Rarities story had gone longer than it had. Twilight faced Rarity dramatically and uttered one sentence before closing the door.
"The Book of Extreme Shipping, Chapter 135: Spike Grows Up, Part Two."
Rarity stared at the door frozen with shock as a large and muscular spike entered the room, with a unbelievably small towel wrapped around his waist. Rarity was overcome with lust as she launched herself at Spike once more.

Twilight muttered to herself, unable to believe her friend would think something like that about her. They had known each other for how long? And this is how she got treated? Unbelievable. She tried to focus her mind elsewhere, like her current task of getting to Sweet Apple Acres before anything happened to Applejack. The farm was usually empty around this time of day so Twilight wasn't worried about encountering her friend in another raunchy scene. She was in a good mood as she flew into the farm, and was positive everything here would be absolutely fine. Twilight cursed loudly. The Flim Flam brothers wagon was sitting out front. "The Book of Extreme Shipping, Chapter 400: Applejack Sells the Farm". Twilight knew exactly what to expect but still cautiously peeked into the barn anyway.
"What do you think about this apple, brother?"
"I think it's quite stuffed, brother!"
The Flim Flam brothers laughed in unison, both mounting Applejack from the front and back respectively. Flim was chortling wildly while repeatedly smacking Applejack on her flank and waving the cowpony's hat in the air. Meanwhile Flam guffawed endlessly while flailing around a piece of paper that seemed to be the deed to the farm and muffling every sound that Applejack was making. Twilight couldn't believe this, her own failure had cost Applejack her farm! Once she fixed her mess she would have to come back and use her sway as a princess to help get Sweet Apple Acres back, it would be the least she could do after what she was putting Applejack through. And boy was some stuff being put through Applejack. The brothers continued to chortle as they speed up their movements. Twilight couldn't help but be mesmerized, they were moving back and forth in sync, like a well tuned saw. Eventually the brothers finished their deed, an apt comparison being a tube of yoghurt bursting open from both ends. Twilight had seen a lot today, but she still puked in her mouth a little at the site of it. And then she remembered what she had written to come next, and she puked a little more.
"Well brother, now that we have the farm we need to get it modernized, isn't that right?"
"Right brother! But for all the machines we need to power we're going to need quite the efficient energy source!"
"How correct you are brother! It would be quite taxing to power the whole thing with our magic, so luckily we have a fantastic alternative!"
"Then let's not wait a single second longer brother!"

The brothers once again laughed in unison as their wagon opened to reveal a device one might expect to see in some sort of torture dungeon. A sexy torture dungeon. It was complete with straps and clamps and the occasional vibrating or phallic object. Twilight hid out of sight as the brothers strapped Applejack into the machine.
"All we need to power is this machine right here, isn't that right brother?"
"Correct brother! by powering this machine it will in turn produce an infinite supply of energy through the power of orgasms!"
Twilight couldn't believe she wrote that. It was so stupid. And it made no sense. She was a better writer than this, she needed to step up her game!

As Twilight was busy being angry with herself the Flim Flam brothers activated their machine. And like a very intrusive car wash, the machine got to work. Things were inserted, things were rotated, things were rubbed, things were vibrated, and occasionally things were pinched. The orange ponies face was almost completely red as her eyes started to roll backwards in her head. She would have moaned loudly but for the second time today, her mouth was full. Twilight was brought out of her stupor by the cacophony of noise being made. It was a horrendous mixture of laughter and mechanical whirling. She wasn't entirely sure how this machine worked but considering what it was currently doing to her friend and how it was filling up containers with some sort of glowing substance, she didn't really feel like sticking around to figure it out. Twilight figured it would be futile to try and stop these events but promised to come back to help Applejack as soon as she could. But she would need to stop this plague she caused first. And there was still one friend she had left. One friend she was completely positive would be alone at home, oblivious to what was happening right now. Now more determined than ever, Twilight flew to Fluttershy's cottage.