Unleash the Magic - Midnight Rising

Well, a slightly bleary good evening, folks. It’s now the following Sunday night, as I was forced to miss not just school on Friday but our usual post-school band practice and Pinkie’s planned pizza party at AJ’s place. Though I told them to go ahead and have it anyway, the rest of the girls agreed that they didn’t want to do it unless I was present.

And believe me, I wanted to be there! Missing it was unavoidable, though, as it turned out that Princess Twilight found some stuff in her analysis of the drained magic that she initially described as ‘not so much alarming as intriguing’, explaining when I passed the portal that she wanted to take me to the Royal Canterlot Magic Academy’s research centers for additional analysis that she couldn’t do in her castle’s basement labs.

I admit that I had a bad moment when she said Canterlot, and the reason was very simple: it might mean that I would have to meet Celestia—the Princess, not the Principal—for the first time since I abandoned Equestria and fled through the portal, when my increasingly painful failures to gain enough power to overthrow her became too much.

As it turned out, I was right to worry. As the research labs wouldn’t be available until the following afternoon—that alone convinced me that whatever she discovered wasn’t dangerous, else she would have whisked me there immediately—she told me that after all the Sun Princess had heard about me, she wanted to see me again.

Wanted to see for herself if I had truly changed.

Well, I could hardly say no to that, but I didn’t sleep a wink that night, alone in that big castle’s guest quarters with my fears. I couldn’t even cast a sleep spell on myself because it had been too long since I tried one, and I was fearful of overdoing it, making me loopy and not myself when it was time to see Celestia again.

We caught the early train, picking up breakfast from Sugar Cube Corner along the way—the pony Pinkie was there serving the early risers, for the record, and she was every bit as bubbly as ours, asking a lot of questions about me. The journey to Canterlot did nothing except feed my fears, and by the time we arrived and were brought by royal carriage to the Celestial Palace, where I hadn’t been in six years, I felt sick to my stomach.

This was even after discussing my fears with Twilight along the way. She promised me over and over that it would be okay, reminding me that I should know better than anyone how truly patient and forgiving Princess Celestia was.

I knew she was right, but my heart was still going a mile a minute as we walked down that long hallway to the throne room full of stained glass windows—a couple interesting new scenes have been added since my last visit, showing among other things the return and restoration of Princess Luna at the hooves of Princess Twilight and her friends—but I barely noticed them, my mind filled with fears and even nightmares about what might happen.

It’s funny, looking back. I’d already been a goddess at least briefly at that point, wielding power far beyond what even Celly could. But at that moment, it didn’t matter. I couldn’t help but cringe when the doors to the throne room swung open and I saw Celestia sitting on a dais at the end of that long, carpeted path, looking as powerful and regal as ever. Not helping was that when I was announced, her eyes visibly narrowed and her wings flared in rare but real anger.

Hoo boy. I’m not too proud to admit that my pony legs were shaking and I half-hid behind Twilight for a second before I caught myself. Over the past year I’d faced down the Sirens, Midnight, and even my own past with that awful Anon-A-Miss scandal, but this—easily—dwarfed all of that, involving the most difficult part of my former life to deal with.

And yet, I also knew that for the sake of finally burying that life and the pony I once was, I had to go through with it. So, swallowing my fears as best as I could, I forced myself to step out from behind Princess Twilight and approach the throne.

“Sunset Shimmer,” the Sun Princess recognized me in a very cool tone when I arrived before her; I bowed so low that my head was scraping the tiled floor, struggling not to shake. “It has been a long time since you last entered this hall and stood before me. I am told by my former student and a trusted advisor alike that you are no longer the pony you once were,” she stated simply without any further comment.

Much like our Principal, she’s always a bit understated in her speech. But I’d been around her long enough in the past to read between the lines and instantly recognize the question she was asking:

Have you truly changed, or is this just another of your secret schemes to usurp me?

Given my history, it was a perfectly valid question to ask. Thus, it was now time to do what I always knew I’d someday have to. So, with my head still held low, I offered up the heartfelt apology she’d been due for the past six years. And I did so before not just her and her sister, who I’d never seen before as she sat in her own throne at Celestia’s side, but every guard, maid, and aide in the room.

The latter included Delta Requiem herself, who at least gave me a nod of acknowledgment when I entered, standing in her customary advisor’s position to Celestia’s right.

You girls wouldn’t know this because you were already asleep by then, but Delta alone recalls what happened at the Friendship Games. I guess I can skip ahead in the story just long enough to explain that I didn’t wipe her memory, for two reasons. First, it would have been very difficult, requiring a great deal of magic given her unique power when I needed every erg of my own for the time reversal megaspell I was about to perform with Midnight. And second, in all honesty? I needed someone on the Equestrian side to know what happened and what I did.

To know that I had changed.

Well, maybe she knew it, but Celly certainly didn’t—and please forgive me for using that nickname, Principal Celestia and Vice-Principal Luna, but I’ve always thought of my Celestia that way, using it as a term of both loathing and endearment. I really did desire her as much as I told myself I despised her, even if that desire was based out of a want and need to gain her power so I could supplant her.

Though the old me would never have admitted it, I loved her in a very twisted way. And to my surprise, I found that even after so many years away from Equestria, I still had strong feelings for her.

Strong feelings that now manifested themselves as deep regret—as a desire to apologize and atone to a mentor and even mother figure that I had gravely disappointed. In the end, I told her the truth: that I had been an awful student, selfish and power-hungry, only pretending to be her pupil while not-so-secretly using her to gain additional magical strength. I did so with the goal of eventually supplanting her and taking over control of not just all Equestria, but the very heavens themselves.

That I had been a fool to reject her teachings—yes, I used the human word instead of the pony equivalent of ‘foal’—and finally had the lessons of Friendship and Harmony she’d been trying to teach me all along driven home courtesy of the human Element Bearers.

Courtesy of Princess Twilight, who I took great pains to praise and thank.

Twilight herself then stepped forth and vouched for me, saying that I was indeed redeemed and now as good a friend as she’d ever known. I was further shocked when even Delta spoke up on my behalf, adding that she’d personally witnessed how I’d “been instrumental” in thwarting a grave, reality-altering threat to both realms, accessing all the Elements of Harmony directly to do so—which, she pointed out rightly, I couldn’t have done without being their embodiment as much as Princess Twilight.

Through it all, Princess Celestia just listened without giving any visible reaction, though I couldn’t help but note that Princess Luna seemed singularly unimpressed with me to judge by her expression of pure disdain. She never said a word, but she seemed even more intense and intimidating than ours, and that’s saying something!

But when I was finally finished apologizing, Celly stood up from her throne, descended the stairs and approached me, stopping close enough to loom over me—and trust me, loom is the word given that even on all fours, she stands as tall as our Principal. But being on all fours myself, that meant she towered over me. Her presence alone made me begin shaking again as I started suffering a slew of fresh flashbacks at that moment, none that pleasant to recall for belonging to my prior self.

“Look at me, Sunset Shimmer,” she then commanded me, and I instantly obeyed—in the end, I’m still an Equestrian unicorn and she’s still my ruler, after all—forcing myself to meet her gaze. My eyes were tearing up as I awaited her judgment, but in the end, after probing my very soul for what felt like a small eternity but was probably only about half a minute, she gave it by suddenly nodding and smiling softly, then extending a large alicorn wing to sweep me into an embrace.

Her own impassive façade suddenly cracking, she told me how very proud she was that I had at long last fulfilled the promise she saw in me. That I had grown into a fine young mare and Element Bearer, and that her only disappointment was that she had been unable to help me learn and grow into them herself.

All my worst fears swept away in an instant, I broke down completely, sobbing into her mane in front of everyone. At least until she took pity on me and teleported me away so I could cry for a while and eventually collect myself, at which point we could finally chat privately over tea and catch up more informally.

In the end, I spent a few hours with her, and I brought her up to speed on my new life. We discussed a great number of things, including my new friends and even the counterparts of her and her sister. But beyond that, I won’t divulge what was said out of respect for her. Even reverence for how easily she was able to forgive me after how badly I’d betrayed her and her teachings.

Fertile Fields: Wow, Sunset. I can’t even begin to imagine how hard that was for you, seeing her again after all that time. It’d be like me facing Granny Smith after running away from the farm for five years—which I’d never do, by the way!

Hyperdash: You said it, girlfriend. Gotta give you credit, Sunset—we may not have testicles to go with our new cocks, but It still took some serious balls to go through with that.

Fluttershine: Oh, I’m so happy you were able to reconcile with your former mentor, Sunset. I only wish I could have been there with you.

Crystal Queen: As do I! Truly a tearjerker of a tale, darling. I even find myself wiping my eyes once or twice to read it.

Sugar High: Wow! So you’re friends with your Princess again? YAY! This calls for a extra super-duper SPECIAL party! Oh, and did your Celly like your new futahood?

Hyperdash: Wha? PINKIE?!?

Daydream: Uh… that didn’t exactly come up in the conversation, Pinkie. Either she didn’t know about it—I sincerely doubt Twilight told her—or she was just being circumspect and didn’t want to make me more uncomfortable than I already was. In any event, we reconciled. In fact, she not only gave me the diplomatic guest quarters in Canterlot Castle for my stay, but she even offered to write her counterpart a note excusing my absence from school that day!

Fertile Fields: HA! Wish I could see the look on Principal Celestia’s face to read that! So, uh, after all that hullabaloo, what was it that Princess Twi wanted to see you about?

Daydream: Oh! Right. I guess that was the biggest reason I was going there, not to see Celestia again. Sorry, gang, but I know what ended up being the most important to me.

Crystal Queen: No need to apologize, darling. But if I may ask, I would like to know: Did you by chance meet our counterparts there?

Daydream: Heh. Funny you should ask…

You know, I thought my difficult meetings were done at that point, but then Twilight sprung her second surprise on me—all of her friends were there to meet us for dinner at an expensive Canterlot Café! She even rented a private balcony for us so we wouldn’t be disturbed. And wow, was that awkward, especially at first.

How can I explain it? The Equestrian Element Bearers were basically all of you girls as ponies, with the appearance, personalities and quirks of your pony counterparts being uncannily similar. But since none of them knew me, they had no end of questions about me or the human realm—or about all of you!

Rainbow Dash couldn’t fathom that her human self could be awesome without full-time wings. Pony Rarity wondered aloud if our Rarity would be willing to work on a joint fashion project, while Applejack just wanted to make sure that apples and family were as important to the human AJ as they were to her.

Needless to say, I promised her they were. And then there was Pinkie Pie, who, true to form, did everything in her power to keep the mood light and make me comfortable. In fact, she seemed to know exactly what to say or ask me to put me more at ease, even inquiring about my favorite comics or shows. It helped a lot to be able to talk about stuff I liked and relate it to pony things. Have to say, I’m really glad that you were there, Pinkie Pie.

Sugar High: Aw… thanks, Sunny-D!

Daydream: Uh… you’re welcome, but I was thanking the pony Pinkie, not you!

Sugar High: Oh. OH! Of course you were. I knew that! Heheheheh.

Fertile Fields: Now how in tarnation would you make a mistake like that, filly?

Sugar High: I don’t know! Just me being me, I guess!

Crystal Queen: Well. I for one am gratified to hear that my pony counterpart wishes to incorporate my talents with her own! A joint fashion project? How interesting! I might just have to write her! And ask for samples of her work!

Fertile Fields: Heh. I’m sure you two will get along like a house on fire, Rares. And yeah, reckon I’m glad to hear that the pony AJ is every bit as all-in on her farm and family as I am. Reckon I might like to meet her, too.

Hyperdash: Whoa. TWO AJs? And one’s a pony? Hmmm….

Fertile Fields: Yeah, I can hear your dirty mind turning from here, Rainbow! So, are the pony counterparts of me and Dash an item in Equestria as well?

Daydream: Well, I didn’t ask, but I didn’t get that impression, since they sat apart at the dinner table. But otherwise, they seemed just like you, even exchanging a few digs and jokes at the other’s expense. True to form, the pony Rainbow was most interested in hearing about our flying machines and especially our military aircraft, which the Princess had told her about from that time we took her to an air show. I think she wants to race them.

Hyperdash: Wow. And I thought I was crazy! I hope she visits when the Blue Angels next come to town! I’ll show her just how awesome they—and me! —can be. Okay, and what about Fluttershy? You haven’t mentioned her yet?

Fluttershine: Oh. Um, was my pony self there?

Daydream: Oh, yes. In fact, that’s the next thing I wanted to talk about!

But most awkward of all was that, completely by coincidence, the pony Fluttershy sat beside me, which left me fighting off an erection all evening after I’d downed a couple mugs of hard sparkling cider—don’t worry, Principal and Vice-Principal, the legal drinking age is 16 in Equestria, so I wasn’t breaking any laws!

It’s funny, you know. I knew perfectly well that she wasn’t my Fluttershy, and yet, she was so much like ours that I couldn’t help but crush on her hard, half-wishing I could not only take her to bed with me but go home with her.

With my enhanced pony senses, I could smell and even taste her presence beside me far easier than I can as a human, and as a result, she was in my thoughts constantly. May everyone please forgive me for this, but I really wanted to bring her back here so I could have two Fluttershys to love and cherish. And love me back.

Fluttershine: Oh, my. That’s so sweet, Sunset. Now I wish I had come. I would have loved to have met her. And everyone else.

Crystal Queen: My word! Two Fluttershys? I don’t think that either world could contain so much kindness and beauty!

Fertile Fields: You said it, filly. Well, if nothing else, I guess we’d have to make one of our party pizzas have full veggies instead of half!

Hyperdash: Whoa. Have to admit, I kinda like the idea of them together. Right now I’m fantasizing about Futashy here taking a still-female version of herself!

Sugar High: Oh! OH! Why stop there? Have her and Sunset take the pony Fluttershy together! How cool would THAT be?

Crystal Queen: PINKIE?!?

Fluttershine: Oh… my…

Hyperdash: Holy… hey, I’m getting a live video stream from Flutters, gang! Of her cock not just tenting her nightgown but tearing right through it!

Fertile Fields: Me too! And look at that thing grow along with her boobs! They’re really stretching her shirt something fierce and that top’s already see-thru! And now her tits just burst free! Woowee! I’m fanning myself with my Stetson right now! You’re gorgeous, girl! That’s a striptease for the ages!

Crystal Queen: Such beauty! Such virility! Such exquisite sensual inspiration! My own drakehoods are hard and throbbing just to see it! Don’t you agree Sunset?

Fertile Fields: Sunset? Ya there? Think we lost her, y’all.

Sugar High: Whoops! Now we’re getting a second feed… Oooo… there’s Sunset! Bent over her bed with one hand on her cock and the other between her legs!

Hyperdash: Wow, look at her go! And her panties are off now… gotta say, Sunset, your cock’s nice but my eyes are on that fiery snatch of yours! I’d bury my face in that muff in a heartbeat. And now she’s calling Fluttershy’s name! But is it the pony or the human one?

Daydream: BOTH!!!! Oh, Fluttershy! Oh, Celly! Oh, Ms. Cheerilee! Oh, FUCK! Urk! Sorry Rarity! Can’t help it! I’m gonna cum again!

Fluttershine: Don’t fight it, Sunset! I want them all too!! Let’s share them and fill them full of cum together…

Daydream: FFFUUUUCCCCKKKK!

Fertile Fields: Whoa nellie! From zero to full futa climax for both of you in less than thirty seconds? Might be a new record! Thanks for the show, fillies!

Daydream: You’re welcome. And for the record, I triggered the recording myself and turned on my speech to text so I wouldn’t have to type. I’ll explain why later, but if you’ll all excuse me, I’m going to pass out for a few minutes…

Or an hour, as it turned out. Sorry to keep you waiting, gang, but I guess I was short on sleep after all that time in Equestria, and the anxiety it provoked. You know, sometimes I think I’m still a pony at heart, but then I go there and realize that after all this time away, I’m honestly more human than unicorn now.

Fertile Fields: No problem, Sugarcube! We all know how it is by now—well not about being a unicorn, maybe, but no need to apologize. Besides, we had some good conversations over phone and text while you two were sleeping.

Daydream: Oh? And about what, dare I ask?

Fertile Fields: Huh? Oh! Uh, well just… you know… things.

Sugar High: Yepyep! Just normal, regular, everyday things!

Hyperdash: Oh, for—that smacking sound you just heard was me hitting my forehead with my palm. I love you to death, AJ, but real smooth, girlfriend.

Crystal Queen: ‘Real smooth’ indeed. Sorry, Sunset and Fluttershy, but right now we are not at liberty to say.

Daydream: Uh-huh. You and Pinkie are both terrible liars, AJ, but fine. Whatever you girls are planning—I’m guessing it’s a major get-together mega-bash for me and Fluttershy—we can discuss it later. In the meantime, I’m cleaned up and cooled off again, at least for now—I’m keeping an old but thick pillowcase around nowadays to cream myself into during emergencies, so for once, no mess was made and I even managed not to destroy any clothes this time. And no décor changes to report, either, because the foreign magic causing it was drained from me in Equestria. That’s why I had to trigger the video feed myself. How about you, Fluttershy?

Fluttershine: Oh, my. Oh, dear.

Fertile Fields: Huh? What’s wrong?

Fluttershine: It’s the pictures of my animals, and especially the ones with me in them. I’m, um, now naked in all of them. And the animals themselves are… well, just see for yourselves. I’m sending you a series of pictures.

Crystal Queen: My… word!

Fertile Fields: Sorry to keep saying this, but… WHOA NELLIE!

Sugar High: YAY! Bestiality!

Hyperdash: Holy—and I thought my altered trophies and pictures were bad! Do you really let all your animals mount or eat you out, Flutters?

Fluttershine: Well, no. Okay, except maybe a few times with Harry the Bear. He’s so gentle and has needs even outside of mating season. And I do have monthly visits with the stags of the local elk herd as a deal to keep them from eating mom’s garden. Oh, and then there was the time I had to settle a territorial dispute with rival coyote packs. I did that by letting both alphas have me at once from both ends. Oh yes, and I’ve also let a few foxes practice on me so they’re more able to attract and satisfy mates during spring ruts. They’re very virile, and I think they end up preferring me to vixens. But aside from that, no. Nothing in these altered pics happened that I remember. And now I’m worried what will happen if my brother sees them whenever he comes home from military school. He might try to sell copies of them.

Fertile Fields: Uh… yeah, reckon you might want to hide those. But all that and no horses?

Fluttershine: Oh. Um. Well, I’ve helped a few mate, but not been mated by them myself, no. It’s not that I wouldn’t, or that they wouldn’t be willing. It’s that they know they’re too big, and they don’t want to hurt me.

Fertile Fields: Uh… I don’t think that’s a problem after the Friendship Games, Sugarcube. I mean, if I could take a Saddle Arabian, then you could probably take a real horse, don’t you think?

Fluttershine: Oh, my. I didn’t think of that, but you’re right. What do you think, Sunset?

Daydream: Huh? Oh! Yeah, go for it! Sorry. I was kind of stuck on the image of you with the local elk herd. Not that I mind any of that, really, it’s just that Tellusian Elk and most other deer races aren’t exactly friendly with Equestria. Or anyone else for that matter. They’re xenophobes, but as that’s neither here nor there…

So anyway, the next day, I met Twilight for a breakfast of hay and eggs—I’d forgotten how good eating hay could be as a pony; I just hoped it would be fully assimilated into my system before I crossed the portal again and my human physiology took back over, otherwise I would have severe indigestion. Afterwards, she took me down to the Royal Canterlot Magic Academy labs, escorting me in personally.

Have to say that the security was a lot tighter than what I remembered, with armed Guardsponies and plainclothes mares stationed at intervals throughout—I guess they really did make reforms to the Royal Guard after that Changeling invasion of Canterlot the Princess told us about. But it was only when we reached the labs themselves that Twilight finally explained to me just why she wanted me to come, and why she couldn’t say so before.

Namely, that much of the magic she detected within the siphon crystals was in fact extradimensional, not coming from either Tellus or Earth. She could tell by their “Harmonic Resonance frequencies” that they didn’t correspond to either world, off by just a little from each. That magic manifested itself as exotic effects that had a truly foreign origin and no equivalent in our own reality, ranging from what she identified as an incredibly potent probability-altering influence that Midnight wielded instinctively, to remnants of incredibly powerful mating auras whose source she didn’t recognize.

Once described to me, I knew the origin of all of it—the Gryphon Imperium and whatever its human equivalent was. In other words, Middie had somehow tapped directly into the magic of those other realities she saw through the singularity, which were continuing to cause what the Princess termed ‘weak but measurable meta-magical disturbances in the ether’ that they could detect and were worried about, both for our sakes and the still-frayed boundaries of the realms themselves.

In the end, she didn’t want to tell us remotely because she didn’t want to alarm us, and because she strongly suspects, as I do, that simply being aware of the leakage increases the pace of it and widens the residual rifts, as it were.

Now before anyone freaks, there doesn’t seem to be any deleterious effects on us—other than the highly sexualized ones we’ve already experienced, of course. Those frayed boundaries were what she was most concerned about, wanting to prevent additional ‘leakage’ like we’ve seen already, most notably into Rainbow’s and now Fluttershy’s room.

Or at least, that’s what I think is what’s basically overwriting our existing decor, replacing them with what they would be in the alternate reality Midnight tapped. I mentioned that to Twilight—without the X-rated particulars, so don’t worry, Rainbow—to which she nodded gravely and said that she required an existing nexus of that exotic magic to try to nail down the sources of it, which would enable her to seal any remaining inter-dimensional breaches on her side of the portal.

That nexus would be me, since she needed a human Element Bearer, but nobody else was familiar with the Equestrian magic needed to purge it except myself. And once I saw how she did it, it would then fall to me to perform the same task to patch any remaining rifts on our side of the portal, using the same scanning and sealing spells contained in storage crystals she would give me for the purpose.

I hesitated. Not because I didn’t understand the need for it, but because that meant that my foreignmagic would likely be drained here and now to seal the Tellusian rifts. I was worried once again it would mean that all the stuff I’ve enjoyed lately, from seducing Ms. Cheerilee to being with Fluttershy to my futahood itself—would disappear. I didn’t want to throw the baby out with the bathwater, after all!

Fertile Fields: Whoa. Me neither! I admit I wasn’t quite sure about these new stallionhoods of ours at first, but now I really don’t wanna be without them! I mean, yeah, there are times I’d prefer they not be there, even during sex with Rainbow so we can go at it like proper girls again. But I’d still like to have the option, you know?

Hyperdash: You and me both, girlfriend. I enjoy my new cock as much as the next guy, but I’m also getting a little sick of this thing continually ruining my underwear or making a mess of my room. And never mind the pics and trophies it altered to make me and my coaches look like… well, I’m not going to use the word here. Point is, even with the pics and trophies hidden, I’m afraid to let my parents in right now, let alone Scootaloo!

Crystal Queen: I’m with you both, darling. For as much as I love them, these dual futa drake organs I have can be a *tad* inconvenient at times. I admit that I really would like the option to not have them automatically appear during arousal or pony-ups. We can’t be ‘popping boners’ during band competitions, or worse, the gym locker rooms in front of other girls, you know!

Hyperdash: You said it. I’d hate to think what Trixie would say if she saw them. For as much as she teased me over my muff, I doubt we’d ever hear the end of it.

Sugar High: I wouldn’t mind them knowing one bit! Far as I’m concerned, the other girls can eat their hearts out! And suck our new dicks!

Fertile Fields: Heh. They just might! And after what we saw of them at the Friendship Games, reckon a few of the boys might be willing to as well. But whatever was done to you over in Ponyland, you clearly didn’t lose your new equipment, Sunset. Or your sex drive?

Daydream: Nope! And neither will anyone else. That’s the best news to come out of all this, along with the fact that the only thing we should lose is our propensity for wardrobe malfunctions or accidentally broadcasting our sexcapades. Just read on.

So now that I understood what was happening and just why the Princess had been so circumspect, it was time for the procedure to be performed. But when I told her my fears in a slightly sanitized way—Twilight still doesn’t know about me and Fluttershy, for the record, let alone what happened between me and Ms. Cheerilee—she smiled and said that I underestimated the Magic of Friendship and Harmony. She reminded me that she couldn’t take away my native magic, and she’d already determined at a minimum that my futahood and new male sex drive were just that.

But she also believed that our urges weren’t fully natural or under our control at that point due to the interference of the non-native magic, and unless we got rid of it, it was liable to ‘piggyback’ on it—that was the word she used; it’s not a pony term, so I guess she picked it up from piggyback rides with Flash—using us as its conduit to invade our realm and spread further.

Fertile Fields: Uh… you almost make it sound like some kind of creepy sex disease, Sunset. Should we be worried?

Daydream: Sorry if that scares you, AJ, but no, it’s not. Think I mentioned before that sexually transmitted curses do exist on Tellus, but this isn’t one of them and such things tend to be rather feeble and fizzle out quickly anyway. It’s just something that magic always does regardless of source—seek expression and to spread itself further. That was one of the initial lessons taught to me in Magic School. It’s called the First Law of The Arcane, and it was discovered by one of the original Master Mages of Equestria, the legendary Starswirl the Bearded himself.

Hyperdash: Yeah? Who’s he?

Daydream: Princess Twilight’s hero, and one of the greatest wizards of pony history, among other things. It’s said that he not only taught a young Celestia and Luna magic, but that he also formed the nucleus of an earlier incarnation of the Elements of Harmony who eventually sacrificed themselves to seal away a grave threat. Of course, me being the old me, I thought at the time that he was just some goodie-four-shoes who didn’t understand power or have the will to properly use it.

Crystal Queen: Oh. Interesting. So if he’s a wizard, he’s basically a pony Merlin, then?

Daydream: Well… not really. Unlike some other human legends, there’s no parallel mythology there—unless the griffies have it, that is. The tale of Merlin and King Arthur was an English myth, but the Eagleland Isles are inhabited and controlled by the Gryphon Kingdom on Tellus, and have been for a very long time. So, if any race of Tellus might have an analogous figure in history or legend, they would. But on the pony side of things? No.

Fertile Fields: Huh. Reckon the Princess would know?

Daydream: Maybe. It might be something to ask her later. If nothing else, she’d probably jump at the chance to research something like that. But as we’re getting off on a tangent again, I need to move on, gang. I want to get through this so I can get back to Lemon Zest! And better yet, what happens after!

Sugar High: Oh! OH! I know exactly what—and who—you mean! I can’t wait to read it!

Daydream: Dammit, don’t say anything about that, Pinkie! Please!

Fertile Fields: Huh? Anything about what? We already know what happens after this, Sugarcube—you ascended, fought Midnight and after beating her, got together with her. That ain’t a surprise!

Sugar High: She’s not talking about her! She’s talking about—oops! Sorry, Sunset! Don’t worry, my lips are sealed!

Crystal Queen: Wait! Then you were with someone else, darling?

Daydream: Fine, yeah. Since the cat’s partially out of the bag, I was. But that’s all I’ll say right now, other than the fact I’m getting turned on again just thinking about it. But since I do *not* want to come again without getting into Midnight’s confrontation with Lemon Zest, I’m going to ask that everyone please stop asking about it. You’ll see soon enough, and you’ll also know just why I don’t want to give it away before I get there!

Fluttershine: Oh. Okay. I think I have a vague memory of something, but… I promise I won’t say anything either.

Daydream: Thanks, Fluttershy. It wouldn’t surprise me at all if you remember something, for reasons I’ll also explain later. Now if you’ll all please stop giving me a massive boner again, Let me finish the story of what happened in Equestria. The sooner I do that, the sooner Zesty can get hers!

Hyperdash: Uh, not to sound too impatient or anything, but why wait? Why not just jump right to it and come back to this later?

Daydream: Because I learned something important that we all need to know—including our teachers and Principals. Now if you girls don’t mind…

I relented then as the Princess went to another room to run the tests, leaving me standing in an empty chamber surrounded by concentric rings of magic-channeling crystals, which shortly began bathing me in a series of magical sensory fields. I’d expected that, trying not to fight them, which was surprisingly difficult—it was a reflex for me in my unicorn days to try to magically neutralize them. I did so in case they might uncover something I was plotting, and even after being reformed for so long, my old instincts remained.

Or I tried a couple times, anyway, but my magic misfired repeatedly—I was really rusty using my unicorn aura, much to my chagrin—and ended up apologizing to Twilight for at least mildly disrupting the sensory spells she was using. But true to form, she said she understood and not to worry, saying that even though I hadn’t cast it correctly, I’d just taught her a potent new magic nullification incantation.

Regardless, she started the process again—there were a few Guardsponies and additional unicorns there monitoring, but the Princess ran the show—and this time, she synched up her scan with the foreign magic quickly as I finally started to relax. It helped that I didn’t want to embarrass myself by casting a complex spell I was no longer capable of, so I didn’t try again.

I vaguely heard Twilight call out that she “found it!”, whatever ‘it’ was, but by then, my mind was suddenly awash in memories that somehow both were and were not my own. I variously remembered being in several years of sexual servitude to the griffons for offending Queen Molyneux, becoming the pony Element of Magic in place of Twilight, or even crazier stuff like being part of a team of Daydream-type goddesses or somehow belonging to a universe that included Team RWBY—no joke!

But not all the memories were happy ones. Some alternate memories belonged to apocalyptic realities in both Earth and Tellus, or ones where I remained outright evil. They included such variants on actual events as me winning the initial fight with Twilight to rule both realms as my she-demon self, or never coming here in the first place but ascending to the Empress of Equestria in my mid-teens. I did that after having successfully conquered Celestia as a unicorn and becoming an alicorn in her place.

Even now, all those memories give me shivers, both good and bad. Regardless, I heard Twilight’s exclamation of surprise as the magic of countless multiple alternate realms was now swirling around me, using me as an access point to enter the world. But being in that lab meant that I was also in the perfect place to control and contain them, and the Princess herself was the perfect being to monitor and purge them.

One by one, she identified the individual magical signatures of different realms and neutralized them, using each to pinpoint the interdimensional rift it was coming from and plug it using a special portal seal spell she’d developed specifically for the purpose. The process went on for Celestia knows how long and I don’t even want to think how many memories of alternate lives; so many passed through my head that I can’t even recall now.

Though actually, not recalling them turned out to be a defense mechanism of sorts for me. Our minds are simply not designed to be able to absorb or accept things that are effectively infinite. In the end, I didn’t make it to the end before collapsing in what turned out to be a form of aura exhaustion as all these different magical signatures were pulled from me.

In the end, I woke up late that evening in the infirmary with a bad headache and three Princesses looking down at me in deep concern. To my relief, Twilight told me the procedure was successful—that the magical leakage into and through me was ended, leaving me with only my native magic and a few remaining wisps of memory of my alternate lives, which she said would probably fade out over time not unlike a dream. But she congratulated me on verifying the existence of the multiverse, saying that the results of her experiments on me were going to rewrite all the major meta-magical theories regarding it.

Though gratified, I was worried, too—I mean, the Princess had promised me that my futahood and enhanced sex drive were part of my native magic now, but I couldn’t be certain that was true.

At least, not until I turned my head and saw Celly staring down at me in compassion and worry, immediately setting off a fresh flood of fading memories from alternate realities that involved being with her. They included a rather notable one where we were both evil and ruled Sith-style as Master and Apprentice over not just Equestria, but all Tellus and Earth, too.

Sugar High: COOL!

Hyperdash: There’s a realm out there where you two are Sith? NICE! So what were your names? Darth Celly and Darth Sunset?

Sugar High: OH! I know! Darth Coronal and Darth Infernal!

Daydream: Uh… I don’t really remember, sorry. I’m also not sure that we were actually Sith, just that we ruled like them and had similar powers. I also have vague recollections of a world where I was somehow in team RWBY fighting alongside Ruby Rose, though once again, I can’t recall the specifics. It all flashed through my head so fast I couldn’t really process or remember it, except in those cases where I could relate that version of myself to something I’d seen before. The only thing I can really recall from the RWBY one aside from my being a faunus is a single word: “sapper”. I don’t know why, or what it means.

Crystal Queen: RWBY? My word! So even our all-time favorite web series exists somewhere out in the multiverse, too?

Daydream: Yep. Princess Twilight was particularly giddy about that one, since she enjoyed what she saw of the series—I think we’ve shown her the first six seasons so far? She said again that it suggests our imaginations either taps and reflects the multiverse, or somehow outright creates it.

Hyperdash: Whoa. So in other words, anything we think of pops into existence somewhere? That’s crazy!

Daydream: Or reflects what already exists out in the infinite ether. Didn’t we have this discussion already?

Fertile Fields: Yep, and I’ll say again what I said before: that’s a distinction without a difference, Sugarcube. Either way, they’re real, and I’m glad.

Fluttershine: Me too. Um, was I in any of those alternate realities?

Daydream: You were indeed, and as you might guess, my mind especially locked onto those! Would you girls believe that there’s a world out there where our demure and fragile Fluttershy is a kick-ass commando?

Fluttershine: Oh, my.

Hyperdash: NO WAY! Really?

Sugar High: WOW! Now that’s a realm I’d love to hear more of!

Crystal Queen: As would I! Do tell!

Daydream: I wish I *could* tell you girls more, but pretty much all I recall from that realm is that she was somehow fighting these Grimm-like creatures from RWBY alongside me and a plethora of other races that included—of all things! —the U.S. Marines, kicking flank and taking names. But it wasn’t a RWBY realm; it might actually have been the Gryphon Kingdom since I dimly remember that Gilda might have been there, too. But since we’re getting dragged off on a tangent again, and I really want to wrap this, back to the story.

So anyway, I popped an instant boner in her presence and wasn’t even aware of it, lost in those memories and the image of Celestia’s suddenly beautiful face swimming before me. At least, not until I saw Celly blush and Princess Twilight threw a blanket over me.

Once I realized what happened, I apologized profusely, explaining somewhat sheepishly that it was a product of my old feelings for her coupled with those of my alternate lives. To which Celestia smiled and said she understood, giving me at least one tease by suggesting that as I was clearly far more mature than before, she might be willing to indulge me—once I had ‘fully fulfilled my destiny’ and ‘earned my place as her peer’, whatever the hay that meant.

She said it with a flirtatious wink, which made me shiver, even though I had no idea what she meant by ‘destiny’. But regardless, we held hooves for a few moments—which is considered a rather lewd act in Equestria, by the way; you should have seen Luna and Twilight blush! —and she told me again how proud she was of me.

After that, I fell asleep with a smile on my face and slept very well that night. So after getting up the next day feeling far more refreshed and even somehow purified, I had a long talk over breakfast with the Princess, discussing the results of the magical scans. I felt… different, and she was right that the memories of my other lives were fading, with only a few scattered wisps of them remaining.

I told her my concerns about the fact we were liable to pop boners at inopportune times. I also mentioned that we’d accidentally and often unknowingly been transmitting sexually explicit images and videos of ourselves, to which she said that it should be much more controllable once the foreign magic influencing us was purged. A fact which our two Principals appear to validate, since they haven’t really reported any issues since being cleansed themselves.

In fact, just as I write this, I got an email from Vice-Principal Luna on my school account confirming it. She says it’s not that they no longer get excited or aroused, it’s that they’re in far better control of it now, and they don’t see any untoward effects like before except when they get really turned on, which they’re now able not to do except behind closed doors.

And now Principal Celestia just chimed in! You girls will definitely want to hear this: she says they’ve even been able to suppress their stallionhoods when aroused but they only want to have sex as women! I always thought that should be the case, but getting confirmation of it helps a lot.

I think it’ll just be a question of practice and self-control, once we get rid of the remaining foreign magic. And to that end, each of you will need to spend an hour with me in the lab this week before or after school, so I can perform the same scan-and-purge spell the Princess used on me. And if you’re reading this, Ms. Cheerilee and Ms. Zecora? I suggest you two take a turn as well so we can make absolutely certain that the magic of alternate realities isn’t still leaking in to contaminate you anew.

* * * * *

In any event, since I was really tired and needed to recover some magical strength—which was far easier done on that side of the portal than on ours—I decided not to return to Earth right away. I instead elected to stay overnight and then take it easy the next day, visiting some of my old Canterlot haunts with Twilight. Well, after sending a message to you girls through Twilight’s diary, that was.

So I spent Sunday touring the city with Princess Twilight, and it was actually kind of fun seeing everything from the restricted wing of the Canterlot Archives without sneaking in this time to playing a round of mini-golf with Twilight and her friends at the local club before dinner.

And with regards to that, all I’ll say is that the pony AJ and Rainbow were just as cutthroat about competing as they are here. They cheated and sabotaged each other constantly, which probably explains why Rarity won.

Crystal Queen: HA! Take THAT, you two vulgar ruffians! Even as a pony, I win!

Hyperdash: Oh, yeah? Then we’re playing a round of mini-golf next weekend, Rares! Winner buys deluxe burgers and milkshakes for the loser!

Sugar High: YAY! We’ll add that to our postponed pizza party!

Crystal Queen: Burgers and milkshakes? How childish! As we are already having pizza later that day, let us play for some real stakes! If I win, I get to dress Rainbow up as a proper lady and she must wear the clothes that I select all weekend! And you, Applejack, will shave that ragged and unruly love nest of yours! I’ll be sharpening my razors for you, darling, and I plan to do the job myself!

Sugar High: OHO! Now we’re talking!

Fertile Fields: Oh yeah? Ain’t nobody touching my muff, Rares! You’re on! And if we win, you’re working a full day on the farm next weekend in overalls! Can’t wait to see you slopping the hogs and hauling hay out to the cattle herds with Big Mac! How about you, Rainbow?

Hyperdash: You better believe I’m in! And if I win, you’re serving detention with me next week cleaning up the boys’ locker rooms after lacrosse games! They leave that place a real mess with jockstraps strewn all over the place, especially when they know a female student is being punished with cleanup duty!

Sugar High: Ooo… I love this! Then let’s make it official! Is it a bet, girls?

Crystal Queen: It’s a bet!

Fertile Fields: It’s a bet!

Hyperdash: It’s a bet!

Daydream: Wow. I’m surprised you girls didn’t choose to wager something naughty.

Fertile Fields: Yeah, well, we’re trying to be good, Sunny-D, at least until we get this crystal cleansing treatment you mentioned and can be sure what we’re feeling or desiring is all-natural. Now how about we get on with Lemon Zest? I want to see that girl punished something fierce!

Daydream: Sure thing, Piggly-Wiggly. I’d argue with you over nicknames again, but I don’t want to because, guess what? It’s finally time. You girls wanted to know how Zesty was punished? Buckle up and hold onto your balls, folks! Because here we go!

Fluttershine: Um, but we don’t have balls.

Fertile Fields: We know what she means, Sugarcube, and I promise we ain’t gonna interrupt this time! So give it to us, Sunset! And for as long as we’ve waited, it dang well better be good!

I admit that even as awash in Midnight’s sensory enhancement magic as I was—magic that had enabled me to follow everything that had been happening up to that point no matter how sexually distracted I became—I was still only dimly aware just then of what was happening around me.

For the record, it wasn’t because the magic had weakened within me—in fact, I’m pretty sure it was stronger than ever, given Midnight wanted everyone to see and experience Zesty’s punishment. It's because I was now so desperate to cum that I couldn’t stand it, and Fluttershy continuing to eat me out from behind didn’t help do anything but focus my attention on the few inches of fiery flesh between my legs.

No joke—I didn’t have a cock at that point, but my clit felt so engorged and sensitive that it might as well have been one. Still, if only to hang on to some semblance of my fraying sanity, I locked onto the conversation and words of Dean Cadance as she apologized to Midnight directly for not having protected her from Zesty in the past.

“I’m so sorry, Twilight. But there was nothing I could do. I really wanted to help you, but…” The Dean had to look away in shame as she was continually rutted by six members of the football team, who had impressively arranged themselves to have three of them take her in the tail at once while the others alternately took her slit or suckled her enormous teats.

Incredibly, Lemon Zest grinned, lounging back against Cinch’s statue and taking on a smug look, crossing her arms over her bare boobs even as she laid her head between her former Principal’s granite mammaries—and before anybody wonders, she could do that because Maud was behind Cinch at that point, rubbing herself against her bare butt and running her hands all over the latter’s surprisingly well-sculpted flanks. “But she couldn’t. So don’t blame her, Sparks. Just like with everyone else, she didn’t tell or punish me because I knew her secrets. And I especially know one that you’d be interested in…”

“Oh?” I could just see Midnight raising an eyebrow through her aura spectacles as Cadance’s half-closed eyes snapped open.

“Yep! No joke, Middie—I know something that you would really want to keep quiet, and I don’t mean all this stuff I did to you,” Zesty said, taking on a smug and triumphant grin. “Don’t get me wrong, though. There’s a price for my silence. Caddie over there pays it every Friday after school in her office, which gives me not just plenty of funtime, but even more material to keep her quiet since I record everything. But as for this other secret? You don’t get to know it… unless you’re willing topay my price, too!”

“Midnight? Whatever you do, don’t agree to anything she says…” Cadance all but begged, tears running down her cheeks even as she bit her lip in pleasure from all the erotic attention being given her.

“If you let her get her hooks into you, she’ll never let you go. She’ll make you her plaything, leaving you both loving and hating her—she’s so good at sex that you can’t help but enjoy it, but at the same time, you know the awful price you’re paying. And worse, what you’re allowing to happen to the students you’re supposed to protect! But I can’t do this anymore. I failed not just you, but the entire school, and I know it. I don’t care what happens to me now, so if it is within your power, please end this once and for all!”

“Well, she may not care, but would her former boyfriend, Sparks?” Lemon Zest asked simply from where she continued to lounge against Cinch, earning a pair of clenched fists from the former Twilight. “That’s the question you both have to answer. So choose carefully.”

Midnight closed her eyes and looked away for a moment, her fury growing. I wasn’t sure what she was doing, other than that the singularity drifted closer again and her magic reached into it like she was looking for something.

Whatever it was, she seemed to find it as her lip tightened. “You know what, Zesty? I thought I was your biggest victim, but I now see that others had it even worse than me. I see from the singularity how many guys and girls you molested over the years, and the damage you did to them, ruining them for future relationships.”

But true to form, Zesty just dismissed her words with a wave of her hand. “Damage? Oh, please. All I did was set them free. Teach them to be the sex gods and goddesses I knew they could be—just like I was always trying to do with you! I admit you were a colder fish than most, but I would have broken you down eventually. Then again, maybe I actually did! I mean, just look at you! I set the standard for the school, after all, and everybody who got paws on you just did what I taught them to. So I guess your ascension to deity of desire really is all thanks to me.” She snapped another pic of Midnight with her smartphone, then turned it around to admire it.

“Perfect! So in many ways, you’re my greatest triumph and creation, Sparkle! And this image is going to be my trophy—along with the one I’m gonna get of you naked in a few minutes! I’m gonna frame this and put it in my bedroom, mounting it on the far wall at the same height you are now. And don’t worry—I’ll be masturbating to it every night! When I’m not putting paws on you, that is,” she promised, grabbing at her crotch to finger herself.

“Oh, you succeeded all right…” Midnight drifted closer, her intense and angry aura manifesting itself as bright violet flames punctuated by vivid sparks of pure magical energy now crackling around her, not unlike what you’d see from a Dragonball Z Super Saiyan 2. “Beyond your wildest dreams, you shameless and evil letch! But as for me being a ‘cold fish’, be assured that you’re about to learn why,” Midnight warned, baring her pointed teeth, which looked just as big and menacing as the fangs of the High Priestess herself.

“I am? Great!” Zesty replied in a mocking tone despite the implicit threat. “By all means, Middie, tell me. It’s just more secrets to learn and more info I can use against you.” I swore she was deliberately provoking Midnight at this point, which struck me as a very bad idea.

She couldn’t be that dumb, could she?

I’m sure Midnight was asking herself the same question. “You know what? I’ve had it with you, Zesty. Even now, you think this is a joke and you’re in control here?” She gave an audible growl. “I don’t care what secrets you think you have over me or anyone else, I’m ending your head games and all your extortion-for-sex schemes here and now.”

“Oh yeah? I beg to differ. Secrets are the greatest power there is, Sparks. Using them, I can control everything from freshman girls to even politicians and police chiefs, making them do whatever the hell I want.” I would say she was boasting, but her air was that of simple smugness for stating a fact.

“Still, I admit it’s all starting to get a bit stale now, and sometimes I wonder what I’m going to do when I graduate or just plain get tired of seducing students and teachers alike. But you know what? I think I’m just gonna set my sights higher and take over Everfree University! It won’t take me long to learn everyone’s secrets there, and once I do? My sphere of influence—and pool of potential partners to corrupt—expands exponentially.”

“You know, I might almost wish to see her try that, sister,” Luna remarked in growing anger; for a moment I swore I saw a dark aura around her and heard a sound like a discordant guitar as she once again took Double Dribble in the rear. She was sinking herself impossibly far into the boys’ basketball team’s diminutive point guard as his head arched, and he happily rubbed the bulge on his belly that reached all the way up to his sternum, trying to stroke it through his own stomach. “I’m sure Dean Sombra would take less than kindly to that. You know as well as I do what he does when he gets angry.”

“Indeed.” Even Celestia’s hair seemed to turn radiant for a moment, almost like it was briefly afire as she took a female student investigative reporter nicknamed Deep Throat in the muzzle. “Though slow to rile, his unleashed wrath is something to behold. He runs that college like his own Kingdom, and woe be upon anyone who runs afoul of him or his rules.”

So yeah, the conversation and scenes around me were as surreal as ever. But at least it gave me something to focus on despite my irresistible arousal, not helped by the presence of Fluttershy’s hands spreading my rump cheeks or her tongue painting my cleft from slit to sphincter. And for the record, I really liked it when you did that, filly. If I wasn’t magically hexed then, I would probably have come on the spot when you outright rimmed me.

Fluttershine: Oh? Well, in that case, I’ll do it more often, Sunset. And if you like, you can even help me service the local elk herd next week, since they always come by during the full moon. It would be very special to share them with you. Don’t worry, they know to be gentle with us. I’m not sure how they’ll feel about our stallionhoods, though.

Fertile Fields: Whoa nellie!

Hyperdash: Yikes! Yeah, I wouldn’t do it on a bet. No offense, Flutters, but after one too many animal zombie flicks, stags creep me out.

Sugar High: Don’t listen to her! Do it! DO IT!

Crystal Queen: My word. You say they are gentle, darling, but are they gentlestags?

Fluttershine: They are with me. And I’m sure they’d be with anyone I loved, too. Please, Sunset? Sharing them with you would mean a lot to me.

Fertile Fields: Wow. You gonna do it, filly? Ain’t so sure about elk, but reckon I’d be mighty tempted if it was a horse herd!

Daydream: Uh… as much as I’d like to say yes and have some four-legged partners again, you might have to give me a day or two to think about that, fillyfriend. The hang-up for me isn’t that they’re elk, it’s that unlike the Tellusian race, they’re non-sapient. And quite frankly, for as used as we are to the size of each other’s stallionhood by now, they might be a bit too small to satisfy.

Fluttershine: It’s no problem. And trust me, they’re a lot bigger and smarter than you think. The full moon isn’t until next Tuesday, so there’s plenty of time.

Sugar High: Hey, if your twat is too loose, there’s always the tail!

Crystal Queen: PINKIE! Don’t use such vulgar terms! But that said, I do believe she’s right, darling. And quite frankly, our magic does seem to tighten us back up relatively quickly.

Fluttershine: It’s true. They love taking mine. Their only rule is that the lead stag always goes first. He’s so tall that I have to kneel on a moss-covered stump. Oh, and he really likes us to start by fondling and kissing his balls and then moving onto an outright blow job. It’s funny, though. Once I showed the entire herd what foreplay and oral were, all the does started doing it, too. I think they were jealous of me at first, at least until I taught the bucks to orally pleasure them back. Now they can’t get enough of me or each other. They’re all excellent lovers now, and they especially like it when I get sweaty. Then they tongue me down from head to toe for the salt. It feels really good.

Fertile Fields: Well, I’m sold! And even if they ain’t horses, I’m tempted to ask if I can come, too!

Crystal Queen: And me! It sounds like they treat their ladies right!

Sugar High: AND ME! AND ME!

Hyperdash: Sorry, but no way! No how! I’m out!

Fluttershine: Oh. Um, well, I should probably ask the herd first if they’d be willing to have more of us along. They’re a bit skittish around humans they don’t know. I could probably get away with bringing one friend, though. I’d like it to be you, Sunset.

Daydream: Wow, Flutters. You make it sound so tempting, and you should see my cock throb right now to hear you describe it. Okay. You’ve sold me. For you, I’m in.

Fluttershine: Oh, thank you, Sunset. You make me so happy.

Daydream: You’re welcome, but I’m the one who should be telling you that! So before I get off to that and not what happened with Zesty, back to the story! And now you’re going to see just how dangerously clever and cunning Lemon Zest truly was.

Though with my ability to orgasm blocked, I was still perilously close to full surrender if that meant Midnight would free me to cum harder than I ever had before, I was still trying to keep to my plan. To that end, my glazed eyes settled at least briefly on Twilight’s discarded magical collection device now lying on the other side of the big ground portal, currently bereft of magic and ready for a recharge.

Unless I missed my guess, four of the six Element Bearers were ripe and ready to give it that charge, having reached full power by embracing their individual Element. But AJ and Rainbow remained stubbornly low on magic even as they stayed intertwined with each other, meaning they weren’t yet acting in accordance with their respective Elements. And even if they were, I also couldn’t go after the amulet without separating from Fluttershy, which I remained singularly disinclined to do.

But I was still listening to the ongoing exchange and had heard enough of it to get the gist of what was happening. I had no idea what kind of secret Zesty could hold over a school Dean. But I also wasn’t sure I wanted to, given the sudden look of stark terror I saw on the Crystal Prep Dean’s face, which I caught a glimpse of as I turned my head to the left. I had a sinking feeling I knew what the price was, though.

Lemon Zest confirmed it with her next words. “But don’t worry, Middie—I’m a reasonable girl. All you have to do to keep me quiet is float on down here and let me have you. Let me get my hands on that big beautiful sex goddess body you’ve given yourself. Oh, yeah, and you’ll give me one, too—I want it all! An adult body, big boobs, and a nice large stallion cock. But don’t just make my clit grow—getting that pierced was a painful chore, so I wanna keep it as-is, you hear?”

Midnight’s eyes narrowed, and I have to admit, I was really admiring the size of Zesty’s proverbial balls at that point. “Will that be all?” she asked in a tone that dripped pure contempt.

“Nope. I also want the bat-wings and magic horn that Indy, Sunny and Sour got, though I can take that up with Miss-High-and-Mighty-Bat-Priestess over there after I conclude business with you,” she said with a leering glance over Juniper Neptune, who hissed and bared her teeth while the three Shadowbolt students stacked up above her growled and glared.

“You do not make demands of me, girl. And if you keep it up, I might just pile my own punishment on top of that of my new Queen. Do not push me, for I promise you will not like the form it takes.” Her eyes glowed bright in warning, but true to form, Zesty just dismissed her with a wave of her hand.

“Whatever, filly. By the time I’m done with Middie, you won’t have a choice in the matter! Ain’t no way I’m letting those three get things I don’t! And trust me, you’ll give me everything I want, quite willingly,” she said in satisfaction as she turned back to an infuriated Midnight. “So those are my terms, girlfriend. Meet them, and your secret is safe. Not that I don’t have plenty more to hang over you, of course.”

But Midnight was completely unmoved by the threat. Instead, she exchanged an angry glance with Juniper Neptune before she suddenly raised Lemon Zest up magically by the back of her open blouse like she was picking up a misbehaving cat by the scruff of the neck, dangling her over the open ground portal high over Ponyville.

“Sorry to disappoint you, ‘girlfriend’, but I already know your shiny little secret. They told me themselves months ago. And this means that you blackmailed him, too…” she noted ominously. “I love him more than anyone, so you didn’t do yourself any favors by threatening him. Care to quit while you’re only way behind?” She released Lemon Zest from her magical grip for a half second, causing her to start to fall into the airborne portal before she caught her again.

Though her expression dropped for a moment at the sudden lurch, Lemon Zest recovered quickly. “So you already know, huh? Doesn’t matter. Either you pay my price, or I tell everyone!” she quickly regained her composure, crossing her arms in the air. “I mean it, Middie! If anything happens to me, my blackmail material gets released to the general public. I may go down, but everyone goes with me, including people you know and love. That’s what you call mutually assured destruction, girlfriend. And I doubt that even your power can prevent it.”

“Then you underestimate my magic,” Midnight said haughtily, dragging Zesty closer through the air until they were nearly nose to nose. “Your threat means nothing, because I can simply read your mind to find out all your failsafes and where you keep your material.”

For the record, it was a threat that would have given me pause, given how overpowered Midnight was, to say nothing of how ungentle she would likely be with a very intrusive—and even potentially mentally destructive—spell. And yet, Lemon Zest was unconcerned, for what I was certain would turn out to be quickly regretted ignorance.

“Oh, yeah? Go ahead and try, Sparkle,” a grinning Lemon Zest goaded Midnight, then tapped the side of her head with a finger. “Your answers are all up here, so take your best shot! But fair warning, ‘filly’—I really wouldn’t advise it.” Despite the danger she was in, her gleam turned predatory and she suddenly flicked a finger downward to tweak one of Midnight’s newly prominent nipples, causing it to bounce hard on her chest. “Nice and springy!”

Midnight’s face contorted into a snarl as she roughly shoved Lemon Zest away. “And that is the last liberty you’ll ever take with me, Zesty!” she growled, holding the other girl aloft again in her aura, her horn glowing bright before zapping her schoolmate’s head and enveloping it with her magic . “I don’t take your advice, and I don’t take your abuse any more, either! I’m ending this here and now! Invading your mind should be easy enough, and once I do, you’ll—what? No! Ah!”

For the very first time, Midnight showed weakness as she suddenly recoiled hard, cutting her spell before clutching her head and shivering violently like she was cold. Her aura faltering badly for a moment, she was forced to start flapping her raven wings to stay aloft as her disrupted magic dropped Lemon Zest to the ground in front of the Ponyville portal, who picked herself up and made a show of dusting herself off.

“Yeah, don’t say I didn’t warn you about rooting around in my head, Middie. It’s not a safe place for the uninitiated, chock full of crazy fantasies of all the folks I plan to fuck, mixed in with the many musical remixes I’m always composing mentally,” she noted idly, standing before Midnight and crossing her arms over her chest.

“A bit overwhelming, isn’t it? I’m a whiz at mental multitasking, thanks in part to the fact that I’ve studied and mastered several potent mental disciplines. But that’s not all they’re good for! I can also use them to psychologically dominate potential partners or adversaries in battles of wits and wills. I can even implant suggestions of desire or intended actions in a rather interesting form of hypnosis, as I think you just learned—guess they work doubly well when you try to magically invade my mind, huh?” she said with a leer, while for the first time, Midnight gave a very uncharacteristic whimper as she clutched her head, seemingly unable to dispel whatever Zesty had done to her.

“Aw, got a headache, now? And better yet, a link to my thoughts you can’t cut? It’s your own fault, you know. Opening your mind to me like that just means I was able to expose you to and imprint a whole bunch of fun stuff on your psyche at once! That means I’m now calling the shots, Middie! I hope you got a good image of everything I plan to do to you in there, and the remix I’ll play while doing it. ‘Cause it’s about to happen. Right here. Right now,” she announced grandly, then stepped towards Midnight again, who for the first time was staring back at her in something approaching fear. “And when we’re done, you’ll not only give me everything I want, but all your power will belong to me!”

The assertion caused Midnight to look up in surprise and defiance, even though she suddenly looked very unbalanced and mentally unfocused. “Like hell it will! It’s my power, Zesty! Not yours!” She tried to cast something only for the spell to backfire, sending a feedback shock down her horn that caused her to cry out and fall a few feet.

“Wow. You cussed? First time ever!” Lemon Zest laughed and applauded, clapping her hands together hard. “I must’ve really gotten under your skin, huh? Well, at a minimum, I plan to get under your clothes! I always get my girl, Twilight. And I don’t care how powerful you’ve gotten, I’ll get you, too! Sorry but not sorry, all that magic of yours just became your own undoing! I’ve been watching everything you did for the past hour, and thanks to the fact you linked our minds, I can make you cast whatever I want. I’m going to turn all those saucy spells you used on the other girls against you. Turnabout is fair play, after all! So let’s start with…”

She didn’t finish the sentence as she openly leered and licked her lips at Midnight, making motions like she was running her hands over the former Twilight’s adult form or even outright undressing her.

And to my shock, Midnight started floating down towards her in fits and starts, almost like she was being reeled in despite her frantically flapping wings. But even more impossibly, there were suddenly imprints of human hands visibly moving beneath her skintight clothes, feeling her up from head to toe in concert with the movements of Zesty!

“Wh-what?” Midnight looked shocked as her adult body was groped by her own aura-created constructs. “Stop!” She again tried to disperse them but her magic was no longer obeying her, turning on her using the same projection spell she’d cast on Upper Crust to create a facsimile of her that the Abyssinians could milk and molest.

Only this time, it was being done to Midnight herself, creating copies of Zesty’s hands that were alternately squeezing her rear or groping her boobs from inside her magically created dress, before ripping the top of it open to bare her enhanced mammaries to her previously captive audience for the first time.

“Oh no!” the former Twilight shrieked, trying to reflexively cover herself and bat the ethereal hands away to no avail.

“Oh, yes! Now hit me with some more of that sweet magic, Sparkle! Make me a full futa just like you saw in my head!” a gleeful Lemon Zest then ordered, and to the shock of all, Midnight automatically obliged her, a magical beam from her horn causing Zesty’s bust to expand impressively and an equine phallus to sprout from right above her slit—Midnight even obeyed Lemon Zest’s earlier instruction to not use her clearly pierced and studdedclit for the purpose! It rapidly grew into a full twenty-inch erection nearly the equal of Celestia’s whose head was pointed directly at Midnight, already drooling heavily onto the ground in front of her.

“Aw, yeah! Atta girl!” Lemon Zest praised as she experimentally stroked it, initially surprised but then visibly delighted by the sensations it produced. “Whew! So this is what guys feel? I like! And now that you’ve given me a big cock, it’s time to get tucked by it! Have to admit, I kind of like that griffie word I overheard. So come to Zesty, Sparkle. You know you want to. Or should I say, cum?”

I heard her emphasis on the last word as a fresh tether of aura seemed to emanate directly from Midnight’s hidden slit, attaching itself to the end of Lemon Zest’s new stallion cock. And then it began to act like it was pulling her down directly towards Zesty’s new organ despite the panicked flapping of Midnight’s suddenly ragged-looking wings.

“No! No! Please! Not again!” And for the first time since this whole sordid episode began, I heard the frightened voice of Twilight, not Midnight as even her slitted eyes turned normal for a moment, betraying pure schoolgirl fear.

“Too late for that, ‘Twily’! Thanks to your own magic, you’re completely under my spell! So float on down here, girlfriend. Surrender to me and plant yourself on top of my cock. I’m gonna take that virgin violet twat of yours so deep and make you cum so hard that you won’t be able to stop yourself from transferring all your power to me! And once I have that sweet magic of yours, I don’t have to stop with running Crystal Prep or even Everfree University! I can become the sex goddess of two entire worlds!” she claimed in triumph as near-panicked Midnight involuntarily floated lower and her legs spread wide to receive Zesty’s new stallionhood.

As she got close, a whimpering Midnight’s skirt and shirt began evaporating around her crotch. It started from her slit before rippling outward to bare a growing circular region of her body centered on her clit, revealing lavender skin and the ruff of bluish-purple fur surrounding it.

Lemon Zest stopped Midnight’s slow approach just long enough to admire it.“Not a bad muff, Sparks! Gotta say, it suits you. But since I like my girls bare-pussied...”

Zesty didn’t have to finish the sentence before the freshly uncovered sensual surface was suddenly covered in creeping purple flames from her Midnight’s aura that started at her slit and emanated outwards again, this time consuming all her pubic hair to leave her marehood perfectly bare and glistening as it closed to within five feet of the end of Zesty’s, who was suddenly standing on pillar that she made the conquered goddess raise from the ground around her, presumably so she could take Midnight where all could see her.

“Much better!” Lemon Zest praised as Midnight suddenly looked on the verge of tears, the tables turned on her in an instant as even her boots started to loosen and fall off her body as the expanding circle of evaporating clothes reached both her knees and waistline, causing her skirt to fall away and even her gloves to vaporize when she tried to block the effect with her hands, stripping her swiftly.

Now as naked as the rest of us, her predicament caused the entire watching audience of both schools and through countless Tellusian portals to fall silent, though the High Priestess was watching through narrowed eyes and even our two Principals were sitting up like they were somehow thinking of intervening, repeatedly exchanging glances.

“No...” Midnight’s will tried to reassert itself as she struggled to regain control of her disobedient aura from Zesty’s influence, halting her downward momentum at least briefly despite her nude state. “You... won’t... get me… again!” she proclaimed a little too shrilly as Zesty just laughed.

“Still fighting? Good! It gives me a chance to do this...” She then made motions with her hands to spread Midnight’s bare marehood lips wide and began painting it with long strokes of her projected tongue, causing the dark goddess to gape and her resistance to falter.

“Oooohhhh... then this is what sex is?” Midnight suddenly asked in a tone of pure wonder at the oral stimulation, causing me to look up in confusion—she didn’t know after all the stuff Zesty and others had done to her previously, to say nothing of what she’d done to everyone else?

“Heh. That’s right, Sparks! And now that I understand just why you were such a cold fish after that little sojourn into your subconscious, I’m gonna fix that little problem of yours here and now. So prepare to have your mind blown! Along with your new cock…”

“My… what?” Midnight asked in a weak voice as fresh magic gathered around her crotch and caused a large stallionhood of her own to sprout, though Zesty made sure it stayed at least a little smaller than hers. The conquered demigoddess gaped at the involuntary actions of her aura yet again, but then Lemon Zest doubled down by grasping it in both hands and going down on it for a few seconds, causing the faltering former Twilight to gape and her remaining willpower to seemingly crumble.

“Ooooohh….” she said again, then caught herself, clearly enjoying it as her new organ began to visibly throb and drool. “So good… so… gah!” she suddenly exclaimed, trying to reassert her will one final time only for her voice to falter as Lemon Zest used her mental multitasking to pleasure Twilight’s new cock with her mouth while her hands focused their attention on Midnight’s exposed slit and clit, plunging two fingers in the former while rubbing the nub with the latter.

The combined stimulation seemingly broke her resistance for the final time she abruptly floated forward another few feet like she’d been tugged by a leash, leaving her bare and now-furless slit only an inch away from Zesty’s new stallionhood.

“That’s right! You finally get it! And that means... you’re mine, Midnight Sparkle!” Zesty proclaimed as a dazed Midnight began to lower herself fully onto her final adversary’s throbbing phallus. “Your reign as goddess was fun, but it’s now time for me to take over! I’m gonna make you my bitch, and once I have your power? I’m gonna take over both worlds and turn them into my playpen! And ain’t nobody gonna stop me then!”

Daydream: And sorry to end this on a cliffhanger, girls, but I’ve got to pause this now. It’s after 2 AM, and I’m starting to nod off. We have school tomorrow, and I’m still well short of sleep.

Crystal Queen: What? Don’t stop there, darling! This can’t be the end of it!

Fertile Fields: By my Granny’s secret cider recipe, I can’t believe she turned the tables on Middie like that! I don’t remember any of it!

Sugar High: I don’t either! And I thought I already knew what happened to her!

Daydream: Unless I miss my guess, you still do, Pinkie. It’s just that... well, you might say there was a bit of a reset in there that only me and Midnight remembered after the fact. Just trust me that Middie’s not done, girls. But right now? I am. This long weekend is catching up to me, and I really need to rest. We’ve got a busy week ahead, and I want each of you to come visit me after school in the lab. Rainbow? Since you’re having the most trouble with your room decor, you’re first. Unless you have detention?

Hyperdash: Not until Tuesday. But dammit, I don’t want to wait for more story, Sunny-D!

Daydream: Call me that again, ‘Dashie’, and you’ll wait until last to get treated! And since the influence of these other realms is still spreading, what happens when it’s the pics of you and your parents outside your room in the hallway that get altered?

Hyperdash: ACK! Okay, okay! I’ll be there tomorrow, promise! Just no more teasing from anyone until then, please!

Sugar High: Aw... so we can’t mention how you won ‘best head and tail, age 12’ from one of your alternate reality teams? What was it called again, the Young Filly Fuckers sports league? Or what about Scootaloo saying how cool it would be if you were futa? Or how happy Ms. Zecora was to be stripped and taken up the tail by you?

Hyperdash: PINKIE! Nononono! Don’t get hard! Stop thinking of them! Stop thinking of them together! Oh gods, not again... stop recording me, computer! NO, don’t go live! HEY! I don’t have a SolelySupporters site! Where did all these viewers come from? Wow… look at all those comments! Yes, it’s real! What? NO! I’m not gonna give myself a boob job! Aw, man, they love me! Calling me beautiful and this one guy says I’m a ‘dream cum true’! And now they’re subscribing to my channel by the dozens? But I hate disappointing fans! Okay, maybe I’ll do myself just this once… and spread my lips for the camera? S-sure… w-why is this such a turn-on?

Fertile Fields: HAHAHAHA! That’s our Dashie, boys and girls! Always a sucker for an audience full of adoring fans. Hope y’all enjoy the show!

Fluttershine: Oh, my. Look at her go. She really seems to be enjoying the attention.

Crystal Queen: You said it, darling! She already has over three hundred subscribers! And the more viewers she gets, I daresay the more enthusiastic about fulfilling requests she becomes! At least, if her ever-expanding bust size is any indication.

Sugar High: You’re right; she does! I am SO jealous! OOoooo… and now they’re offering her money for more! Wow, we should ALL get SolelySupporters sites! Hey, Dashie! Don’t cum on camera, or there’s no telling what will happen to your room then!

Hyperdash: What? Don’t tell me that! Ohnononononono! Here it comes! Right in front of everyone! Ah! AH! AH!!!!!

Daydream: Right into her face and ceiling again before the feed was cut. Well, before we check on any more changes in her decor, I now think you should come into school first thing tomorrow, Rainbow. Otherwise we risk all of us being revealed and you becoming the greatest porn star in history. Meet me at 6 AM in the lab, and we’ll get these foreign magics removed. I can’t promise you still won’t be in demand on SolelySupporters, though!

Hyperdash: No… problem… and now if you’ll all excuse me, I’m just gonna pass out.