Author's Note

Welcome to what's basically a brand-new chapter! Originally, this was the Fleur de Lis chapter, but she'll get hers next. Content warnings for plenty of magically-influenced wardrobe malfunctions, a slow strip of the Humane 6, stories of past sexual harassment of Sci-Twi and at least one case of outright assault, some M/F oral and four girl-crazy Shadowbolt boys tricked into turning gay, magically induced to screw orally and anally while leaving them aware of what’s happening while still immensely enjoying it.

Thanks go to AJ_Aficionado for quickly pre-reading this and helping to pump up the closing scene. Enjoy!

6: Shadowboys - v2

As she watched her latest erotic retribution unfold, Midnight smiled and nodded in satisfaction.

“Since you seem to be enjoying my pet now, I’ll leave you to it, Sugarcoat. So tell me, my esteemed but soon-to-be-ex-schoolmates, who’s next?” she asked the Shadowbolt side of the field.

Most of her female classmates cowered and took cover behind the remaining greenery and stands, while the charmed boys eagerly shouted suggestions at who should be punished next and why, even pointing them out and offering suggestions as for how.

“Do Upper Crust! She gets jealous of everyone and complains if I so much as look at another girl!” Jet Set complained despite the fact that Upper Crust was currently knelt before him with her lips locked around his erection.

“MMmpph!”Her eyes went wide and she shook her head violently around a mouthful of malehood, but couldn’t move as Jet Set kept her head pinned in place as he climaxed hard, forcing her to swallow most of it as the rest dribbled down on her chest into her exposed cleavage. Once his grip slackened, she stumbled back from him and ran; Jet Set’s erection only slightly slackened before surging to hardness yet again.

“Yeah. This is a real loyal bunch,” Rainbow remarked over crossed arms, trying to appear disgusted even as she fidgeted uncomfortably at what I can only assume was a fierce fire building between her legs.

“What about Suri? She thinks she’s too good for everyone, boy or girl!” Neon Lights suggested, causing Suri Polomare to shriek and run behind the bleachers, only for her skirt to snag on a protruding branch and partially tear. It yanked it down along with her panties, sending her sprawling and revealing a brief but spectacular view of her clean-shaven slit.

“No! Screw Principal Cinch herself!” Trenderhoof urged, pointing to her statue. “You don’t know what she made me do in her office that one time…” He visibly shivered, causing eyes to turn on their petrified Headmistress, where Cinch watched and listened helplessly.

“Dude… you too?” Pokey Pierce looked at him in sympathy. “Sh-she called it extra credit!”

Listening to them all, Midnight closed her eyes and smiled. “Well. So many tempting suggestions. So many to punish, and so little time. I do appreciate the enthusiasm, boys. And that said, I think I’ve been a little unfair,” she mused as she landed. She then started to pace back and forth between the horse-mounted, breast-enhanced Sugarcoat and the Sunny/Indy scene with her arms crossed, padding over grass, sidewalks and open ground portals alike.

All present fell back from her to a respectful distance as she turned strangely contemplative, and somehow, that was even more ominous. Or maybe it was just the sky darkening further, making the glow around the interdimensional gashes seem even more foreboding. “After all, I haven’t given any of you boys direct attention yet! So maybe it’s time I do…” Her announcement caused the boys to instantly fall silent, freeze and stiffen.

“Hoo boy…” I heard myself say, scarcely able to imagine what she’d do to the Shadowbolt guys after what she’d done to the girls. But then again, she didn’t seem to be as upset with them as she was with her female classmates. So maybe she’d let them off easy?

“Oh, I hope she isn’t too hard on them,” Fluttershy whispered. “I mean, they do seem at least a little nicer than the girls…”

“Seriously?” Rainbow rolled her eyes, and I couldn’t help but agree—that was damning with faint praise if I’d ever heard it. “That’s not saying much!”

I stayed silent as my eyes fell upon the discarded pendant again, trying to rehearse what I was going to do when I grabbed it. In point of fact, I didn’t know—it was out of magic now, so as things stood, it was useless. In order for me to duplicate Midnight’s ascension, it would have to be fully charged again. But where was I going to get all that magic from? Or maybe I didn’t need to ascend? Maybe I could use it to siphon Midnight directly…?

My train of thought was lost as Midnight overheard Rainbow, even through the biting wind and constant crackle of lightning in the stormy skies above. “My thoughts exactly.” She stopped pacing long enough to start the magical cooler construct shared by Sunny Flare and Indigo pulsing and vibrating. Their sudden cry of pleasure and tensed bodies provided fresh erotic evidence of Midnight’s actions, to say nothing of the glow of the toy intensifying and a buzz heard in the air.

She then turned to her right, giving the four male Shadowbolt students a diabolical grin that caused them to step back. She went into a hover before them on a single beat of her raven wings, though she really didn’t need to flap them as she could levitate on the strength of her magic alone.

“So tell me, boys… I haven’t decided what, if any, judgment to pass upon you. Unlike the girls, you weren’t constantly bullying and belittling me, after all. So I’ll at least give you the chance to plead your cases. For starters, tell me—what did you really think of me? And don’t bother lying, because I’ll know instantly.”

“Well, uh…” Jet Set looked to Upper Crust for support only to receive a look that was half-glare, half leer back. “It’s n-not that I didn’t notice you…”

“Y-yeah. You noticed her... butt!” Sugarcoat pointed out, trying but not succeeding in maintaining her deadpan voice around her very visible enjoyment of the equine organ filling her. “S-same as every other boy in school!”

“For once, she has a point,” Midnight agreed angrily. She crossed her arms and glared, causing the boys to shrink back. “As I recall, you groped me good that one time on the bus it was standing room only, Jet Set. Even put your paw inside my panties while Upper Crust was right beside you!”

“He… what?!?” Upper Crust shouted from where she was trying to clean herself off with some discarded napkins, succeeding only in tearing her blouse further, to her frustration and disbelief.

“You heard me. So tell me, each of you—was your opinion of me shaped entirely by my backside?” she wanted to know, and I have to say, that was one sentence I never dreamt I’d hear from anyone, let alone an alternate version of Twilight Sparkle!

“What? No! I-I talked w-with you once, Twilight! A-at the summer social, remember!” Jet Set pointed out in equal parts excitement and fear. “I wouldn’t have minded being friends! It’s n-not my fault Upper Crust chased me off!” he quickly added as he attempted to pull his zipper back up, only for it to snag on his underwear and then break off, leaving his fly wide open.

“Traitor!”Upper Crust shouted from where she had run to hide behind a tree, but fell silent at a single glance and gesture from Midnight, who popped another button on her blouse in warning, causing her to fall to her knees and cover herself, shivering.

“Yeah. That’ll convince her!” Rainbow muttered, though she seemed to be having a hard time taking her eyes off Indigo and Sunny Flare; more than once I saw her hand go to her chest and crotch only to catch herself, though her tanktop had slipped off one shoulder.

“I’ll accept that. I’ll deal with Upper Crust later. So what’s your story, Neon?” She turned to the dark-haired, sunglasses-wearing male next.

“I-I liked you too!” Neon Lights added, trying in some futility to cover up his own yet-unrevealed hardness with both hands cupped over his crotch, acting like he was standing in front of a place kick at a soccer match. “I-I asked you to tutor me in math, remember! And I th-thanked you for it!”

“Well… that sounds nice…” Fluttershy agreed.

“Only ‘cause Dean Cadance… told you to!” Indigo piped up between labored breaths. “She said you couldn’t play varsity soccer unless you raised your grades!”

“Which I did!” he shouted back. “I listened and learned! I was a perfect student!”

“Perfect… except for putting your hand on the seat for me to sit on,” Midnight reminded him dryly over crossed arms.

“That was an accident!” he pleaded, beads of sweat bursting forth on his forehead, his hand flexing like he was remembering the feel of her flank.

“My blue backside it was...” Rainbow muttered, her thumb briefly hooking inside her waistline and pulling it down an inch before she caught herself.

“And when you accidentally yanked my skirt down and slipped your hands under my blouse?” she plucked his shades from his head to show his fearful light blue eyes, crushing them in her magical grasp. “Or how about hot-dogging me from behind through my panties, and then pulling me back into your lap?” Her eyes suddenly blazed with green fire.

Neon Lights swallowed very hard. “I stopped when you told me to! And you didn’t right away! And, uh… that was only at the end of our lessons, and I was just trying to thank you for helping me pass my test!” he offered weakly as the other boys took several steps back from him.

“Sounds more like you helped yourself!” Sunny Flare shouted as she licked her face clean of Indigo’s latest sensual squirts.

“He what? But why didn’t you tell me?” a badly flushed Dean Cadance shouted from the second floor window, looking back from where she was between Celestia and Luna. I’d forgotten about her and the two CHS Principals, but they, too, were in the early stages of undress; as I watched, an appalled but clearly aroused Celestia removed the Dean’s blazer while an equally angry but lustful Luna was caressing herself and her sister through their clothes.

“Because I was afraid to!” Midnight shouted back. “Because he passed his Differential Calculus test thanks to me, and I didn’t want to get him kicked off the team! And because he’s right—I didn’t tell him to stop right away, mostly because I was confused. Part of me liked the attention even as a bigger part of me felt completely violated!” her hair flames glowed brighter and turned more orange as she spoke.

“If you did that to me, N-L, you’d end up in the hospital!” Indigo announced. “And if you did in front of me, I’d kick your ass clear over the moon!”

“Which is why he chose me,” Midnight stated matter-of-factly. “Back then, I didn’t have the ability or will to fight back. But I do now!” The wave of power that erupted off her bowled the four boys back, sending Neon to his knees.

“No! Listen, Twili—er, Midnight!I swear I wasn’t going to, but Zesty put me up to it!” he told her frantically, holding up his hands to protect himself even as his excitement refused to subside; his semas audibly breaking from the pressure beneath.

“She offered me a blow job if I did it! She said you’d like it! She said you needed it! Said I’d be doing you a favor! Said you might even surrender completely and finally break out of your shell!” he all but sobbed out the admission even as he struggled unsuccessfully to put his bulging briefs back into his pants.

Midnight closed her eyes and concentrated for a moment; I felt her focus her scrying spell on him to determine the veracity of his words. “So she did. Why am I not surprised?” the strangely subdued demigoddess growled at some length, leaving me wondering where Lemon Zest was, and what kind of girl she was given she’d been mentioned in every single incident Midnight had imposed punishment for.

She sounds like a real piece of work, I remember thinking at the time. “I’ll save her for last, but back to the business at hand—so far, that’s two major liberties taken. How about you, Pokey?” Midnight asked next.

“Well, uh… I carried you to the infirmary that one time I found you f-fainted outside your lab!” Pokey Pierce offered nervously, his back and hands pressed against the magically raised wall behind him. He alone was not hiding himself, though it appeared he had the most to hide. His pants were severely tented and already showing a large wet spot at the front; as I watched, his fly button snapped off and his impressive erection broke free, straining the fabric of his boxers with his burgeoning human stallionhood.

“You did…?” Rarity called out weakly from where she was still half-fainted, Pinkie having taken off her short blue overshirt to fan her friend with it. “S-such a gentleman!”

“Y-yeah… and then you g-groped her!” Sunny Flare called out in a shaky voice, apparently sharing an unspoken opinion with her fellow Shadowbolt girls that if they were being given this treatment, they weren’t letting anyone else escape it. “L-loosened her blouse and squeezed her butt! I was there, Sparkle! I saw him carrying you into the clinic!” She pointed an accusing but shaky finger at him.

“Or… not.” Rarity corrected herself, her head falling back in a fresh faint.

“Did you, Pokey?” Midnight’s expression turned dark as the arcane energies swirling around her intensified.

Pokey Pierce was beginning to squirm, but I wasn’t sure if it was due to the interrogation or his still-growing excitement as I saw his hidden hardness twitch right through his slacks. “I l-loosened your clothes, yeah... I-I mean, ‘c-cause th-that’s what you’re supposed to do when someone f-faints…” he offered weakly, suddenly breaking out in a nervous sweat and looking equal parts on the verge of fainting or creaming himself; his human stallionhood visibly throbbing even as his cheeks went pale.

“You undid her bow… and half her buttons!” Sunny Flare all but shrieked between gasps, suddenly rolling over with the magical toy still embedded in her and Indigo, clutching at the grass as she tried to raise her head. “And then you carried her with your hand… under her skirt… against her butt!” she managed to get out just before her next climax claimed her, screaming her pleasure before collapsing hard onto her back again.

“What the hell kinda school isCrystal Prep…?” Rainbow voiced the thought we all had, even as she shrugged free of her jacket and dropped it at her side.

Midnight spared her a glance. “You can ask that question of our great and glorious Principal, Rainbow Dash, if I ever elect to un-petrify her. So tell me, boys… did anyof you not take liberties with me?”

“I didn’t!”Trenderhoof raised a shaking arm that still held his smartphone, though he kept one hand over his bulge. “I th-threw my jacket around you when Indy locked you out of the showers, remember?”

“Yeah. But only after you took her picture!”a dazed Sugarcoat shouted between equine thrusts, now clutching her belly over the massive shaft inside her, the beast slowing its pace slightly, bringing her close and then backing her off repeatedly as Applejack still watched, spellbound. “And posted a blowup of her butt in your locker!”

“Shut up!” he whispered to her urgently.

“Oh, really?” To my surprise, Midnight’s expression softened a bit as she summoned his cellphone right out of his hand and quickly flipped through the pictures, finding the image in question and then showing it to him while Trenderhoof stood stiffly, his spine and stallionhood rigidly erect within his fraying clothes. “So you took this picture of me, Trenderhoof?”

“Well, uh…” His buckle broke with a sharp ping! as I watched, causing the top of his tulip-headed organ—I can’t help it; that’s the first thing I thought of when I saw the head of a human stallionhood, and the label has stuck with me since—to protrude out the top of his pants. Trenderhoof blinked at the wardrobe malfunction—just the latest in a series of them affecting male and female alike, I couldn’t help but note. “Y-yeah! I did! I-I just thought you looked… n-nice…”

He gulped hard as Midnight’s eyes narrowed. “It’s flattery! I mean it! I didn’t touch you, Sparkle, even though I could have! I just really liked what I saw!” His erection gave emphasis to the statement as it burst through a seam in his boxers to point right up at her.

“Real smooth, Romeo…” Rainbow Dash facepalmed and I wasn’t far behind.

The entire yard held its collective breath as they awaited Midnight’s next words. But then, to our surprise, she smiled, though I found it slightly sinister. “You know, I should be angry at all of you. Especially at you, Neon, for letting Zesty put you up to that. But funny thing? I’m really not,” she said to their visible relief and outraged shouts from the girls she’d already punished.

“In fact, I’m almost disappointed. Why all these games? Why didn’t any of you tell me you were interested?” she asked them all over crossed arms. “So you found me attractive? So you wanted to touch me, or at least see me? You know, if you’d ever spoken to me or treated me with respect, I might even have said yes!” Her tone went petulant for a moment.

The four boys looked at each other again, each pleading for someone else to answer. Finally, Neon Lights did. “B-but you wanted to be left alone, Twi—I-I mean, Midnight!” he quickly corrected as she saw the former Twilight’s eyes narrow. “S-so we did! I-I mean, you always hid in your lab, so w-we never saw you as a—” he trailed off as he seemed to sense he was only making things worse, eyes darting nervously like he was looking for a way out.

“That’s it. They’re toast…” a facepalming Rainbow Dash announced, but Midnight simply stared at them for a few moments before smiling again.

“Well… maybe you’re right. I admit, I didn’t exactly advertise I was interested or available. In fact, with the sole exception of Object Oriented, I didn’t even know I was interested in boys before. And I certainly wasn’t dressing or acting to turn heads. But no matter—I’ll fix that now!”

Her horn glowed as her body grew, growing several inches taller, her bust and hips filling out before our eyes. Finally, she was turning her magic inward on herself, transforming herself from a slightly immature teenager into an utterly stunning young woman, giving herself a goddess’s body to match her power. She even modified her dress to make her even more alluring, shortening her skirt and plunging her neckline to show off her ample cleavage.

For a girl who had gained the power of a dark demigoddess, she clearly still had all-too-human tastes and desires; ones she was finally able to indulge with great glee.

“So boys… what do you think of me now?” She struck a pose like she was modeling, all but radiating power and newly-discovered confidence as she walked over a ground rift like it was a fashion show runway, throwing a glance into the Manehattan portal as she passed it, giving the ponies on the other side a curious glance. “See anything you like?” she asked them as much as the Shadowbolt boys.

Judging by the visibly raging hard-ons beneath pony bellies and in Crystal Prep uniform slacks—I swore their erections gained another inch of length and girth as they watched her—they very much did. Several ponies even took an involuntary step forward towards the portal, drawn by her beauty and power.

“By the sun…” a pony said.

“By the gods…” Pokey breathed.

“That’s goddess to you, Pokey Pierce,” Midnight corrected, standing still and allowing them to photograph her, seemingly basking in the adulation and attention she’d always been afraid of before.

Neon Lights fell to his knees before her as an already-bottomless Jet Set stroked himself to the sight of her—“you’re beautiful,” he said in pure worship as Upper Crust watched aghast. I think she hadn’t even noticed that she was in fact stroking herself to the sight of Midnight’s enticing visage, her radiating mating aura now enough to entice everyone and everything on the Shadowbolt side of the field.

And in truth, they weren’t the only ones. For her power was tugging at me, too. Midnight was absolutely and utterly beautiful to me, and not for her new body or some side effect of her mating aura. She was the perfect expression of magic; the purest fusion of power and passion I’d ever seen. In truth, and maybe this was just a throwback to my power-hungry days, I wanted to be her.

In truth, I wanted her, I realized for the first time.

In fact, I wanted her worse than anyone—or anypony—I’d ever wanted before.

And with that epiphany, my own sensual excitement, which I’d just barely kept under control to that point, surged to the forefront. It was all I could do not to shed my jacket, which was suddenly feeling very hot and heavy along with the thin fabric of my light blue blouse. So I fanned it as I wore it, trying to let more of the chill and gusting wind in. It worked, getting under my skirt and shirt, quickly teasing my human teats to hardness.

“Oh, my…” Fluttershy noticed. “You like her too…” she noted slightly breathlessly as she pressed the side of her breast against mine.

“Yeah…” I admitted, suddenly keenly aware of the contact—I have to admit, I’d never really noticed Fluttershy in any sensual sense before, but she was unquestionably beautiful, and not just on the outside for all her kindness and compassion.

I had no idea if she was sexually experienced—it was not something we’d ever asked her about, after all, given her previous fragility—but whether due to past encounters or magically lowered inhibitions, she showed no hesitation about slipping a hand beneath the back of my untucked blouse to rest it against the base of my taut and tingling spine.

Midnight’s attention remained on the boys and not on us, however, to my increasing disappointment. “Well, then. I can’t say I’m at all happy about the liberties you boys took, but at least you found me attractive and not just a potential rival in looks or academics to bully and beat down,” she noted with a growl and a glance at the sorely disappointed Shadowbolt girls.

“Aw, fer—are you seriously gonna let them get away with all they did, Sparkle?” Sunny Flare shouted angrily as she sat up to face the scene.

“Yeah, what gives?” Indigo demanded to know through gritted teeth as she felt her eighth climax build. “You’re gonna punish us and not them?”

“Quiet,” Midnight told them, muting their voices by casting another spell to add a second set of magical constructs to probe their other orifice. The fresh intrusion caused them both to gape and fall silent as their backdoors were magically claimed, with both Sunny and Indy climaxing almost immediately as the seconds set of coolers bottomed out in them with fresh curses mixed in with their involuntary cries of pleasure. “I’m not through with you two yet, so keep out of this.”

She then turned back to the four Shadowbolt seniors and gave them a grin that was equal parts coy and conciliatory. “Well, gang… I’ve thought about it, and I find I can’t really bring myself to just up and punish you like they want. Boys will be boys, after all. Still, I can’t help but feel like I owe you four something…” She flapped her raven wings once to take flight over an open portal to what looked like Appleloosa, causing two earth ponies on the other side to flinch back at her sight. “And I know just the thing!”

“Are w-we going to like this?” Pokey Pierce asked for all of them, his malehood living up to his namesake if the size of his bulge was any indication.

Midnight’s smile turned sly. “You just might, Pokey. But first, let’s see what you boys have to offer!”

Her horn glowed, and the remains of their pants and shirts suddenly burst open, as much from the pressure within as Midnight’s magic tearing at them from without. Their organs sprung fully free as Midnight almost entirely undressed them, except for leaving their ties and shirts on with the latter open. Well-toned chests and abs were exposed—no real surprise given the strong emphasis Crystal Prep put on athletics and physical fitness—and their human stallionhoods stood proudly for all to see.

“Oh, my…” Fluttershy whispered beside me, clutching me all the tighter as Pinkie gave a loud whistle. “They do look good!”

“Good show, boys!” Pinkie clapped loudly as Rarity raised her head, gasped, and for the first time, stayed unfainted as she stared at the scene. “Wow, Pokey—you’re even bigger than Triton!”

“Uh… thanks?” he called out, holding still and not covering up either out of the charm spell or a simple fear of not obeying instructions.

“Hmmm… not too bad…” Midnight nodded slowly as she inspected each erection in turn. They were all decent sized and their owners had admittedly nice flanks, I thought—I’d certainly seen my share of them in my pre-Twilight days, when I would occasionally dispense or withhold sexual favors to keep the CHS boys in line—which Midnight then sampled herself with magical squeezes, earning twitches and sharp intakes of breath. “Especially you, Pokey. I’d heard the other girls talk about your size. Looks like they were true!”

“Thanks, but uh… it’s a mixed blessing. A lot of girls say I’m too big and would hurt them.”

“Really? That’s a shame. Well, I can fix that! But first…”

Her magic went to work again, and suddenly their male attributes began to swell and lengthen before their wide eyes and open jaws, quickly taking on equine dimensions; medial ridges materializing around their middles with their new untapered heads flaring outwards, followed shortly by a sheath forming around the base. Within seconds the group was soon sporting thick footlong stallionhoods—give or take a couple inches—each sporting different colors: one black, one pink, one grey, and one mottled.

“Oh… my…” Fluttershy said again; the sight even distracted Applejack for a second as Rarity took one look and fainted again, saying something about how neither her slit nor existing male suits could contain such impressive stature.

“Oooo… Those look like fun!” Pinkie clapped her hands together in glee.

“Speak for yourself!” Rainbow said in disgust, making a face and crossing her arms. She only had eyes for female plumbing, it seemed, keeping one eye on a still-entranced Applejack and another on Sunny and Indy at all times.

And me?

My eyes were only for Midnight, starting to lose myself in her form and magic. I wanted her worse than I’d ever wanted anything before, even the Element of Magic itself. Whether I was under her influence or somehow shifting some feelings for Princess Twilight—feelings I didn’t even know I had—to Midnight was beside the point at that moment.

All I knew was that the more I thought of her, the wetter I got, and all thoughts of stopping her and fixing these rifts were slowly ceasing. Increasingly, all I wanted to do was give myself to her, and let her do as she would with me.

I’m not ashamed to say that in that moment, I would have let her do whatever she wanted with me, as long as she would just let me bathe in her amazing magic and majesty.

“There we go…” Midnight withdrew her aura and flew back a little, looking quite pleased with her work while the boys looked down at themselves in disbelief. Barely aware anymore of their state of undress, their hands immediately went to their new stallionhoods, beginning to squeeze and stroke them.

“Wow… this…” Trenderhoof spoke first, admiring his new grey girth. “Thanks, Twi—er, Midnight!”

“Whoa! You mean… you’re just giving us these?” Jet Set added, sounding astonished but pleased, holding his light-and-dark mottled shaft in both hands.

“I don't know... I mean, I like ‘em, but it’s gonna be kinda hard to keep these in our pants!” Neon Lights noted, rubbing the head of his dark-skinned stallionhood.

“You're telling me!” Pokey Pierce agreed, sporting the biggest equine erection of all at fifteen inches, this one slate gray. “And how are we going to get these into girls?”

Midnight grinned conspiratorially. “You’re welcome, boys. No hard feelings, then. And don't worry, Pokey—they'll be normal-sized most of the time, and only come out to play when you want them to,” she told them, leaving me marveling anew how she could have possibly pulled that off with no previous experience or knowledge.

Magical transformations weren't supposed to ever be permanent, but now she was claiming that this one not only was, but it was controllable by the boys themselves?

Not understanding the impossibility of her feat, Midnight went on. “When you use them, you’ll find they won’t hurt anyone. Just the opposite, in fact! Whatever body you put them in will automatically adjust to accept them, and be pleasured so strongly they’ll wonder how they ever went without you!

“They’ll fill all your favorite orifices like you never could before, and addict your partners to being penetrated by them in the process!” she promised further in what I could only describe as every teenage boy’s wettest dream come true. “Screw them once, and they’ll always come back for more!”

“Wow! You… you mean it?” Neon asked in disbelief.

“Of course! It’s just a simple matter of infusing your equipment with some malleability magic and other incantations, and then disperse those spells by simple touch. And better yet for you, I’ve also enchanted your testicles,” Midnight announced as her horn glowed again and their apples, or ‘balls’ as humans like to call them, expanded to triple their original size. “This means they’ll recharge so quickly, you’ll always be able to screw.”

Their faces lit up. “Wow! You’re the greatest, Midnight!” Neon told her.

“Why, thank you, boys. But I’m not done yet! So tell me, how would you also like to be irresistible to everybody around you?” she asked, though I wasn’t sure if I imagined the coy note in her voice.

They looked at her in shock, then at each other. “You mean we could attract anyone we wanted?” Trenderhoof asked.

“That’s right,” Midnight confirmed, the odd gleam in her eye glowing. “You’d be just like me now—the apple of everyone’s eye, and the object of all desires, regardless of species!” she added with a look around the portals through which all pony and other eyes were on her. “Just say the word, and I’ll grant that irresistibility to you as well. Consider it a parting gift before I depart this world forever.”

“She’s up to something…” a partially stripped Rainbow said warily, and I was increasingly inclined to agree.

“Yeah…” Worried at what she might be planning, I started to gauge my chances of diving for her discarded magic siphon, but finding it wanting given I’d have to circle the large ground portal to reach it. The four boys looked at each other again. If they sensed a catch, they were too supercharged by their own excitement and enhanced attributes to pay it any mind.

“Yeah! I like that idea! Do it!” Neon said, to which the others immediately agreed and Midnight grinned triumphantly.

“As you wish!” I think I sensed only then from how gleefully Midnight said it that she was acting the part of a genie; one that would grant the letter of a wish, but not the spirit.

An impression that was confirmed as her latest spell washed over them, and suddenly the eyes of the four Shadowbolt eyes went to each other, hungry and appraising.

“Wha…?” Neon said first as he found his hands following his gaze, trying to grab at his equally bewitched friends, clutching at their flanks and enormous organs. “Wh-What’s going on? Oh sh—!” he started to exclaim before an equally shocked Jet Set grabbed his tie and yanked him towards him to kiss deeply.

The two excited but aghast males began eagerly frotting, rubbing their equine erections together as Trenderhoof grabbed Neon from behind and spread his flanks to thrust his own footlong stallionhood between them, ‘hotdogging’ him as I’d heard the human term given.

“I… I can’t stop myself!” Trenderhoof said in alarm as he gave a few thrusts between his friend’s cheeks before starting to position himself for anal entry.

“N-no…” Jet Set said with a look back even as he didn’t relent his make-out session with Jet Set, who found Pokey Pierce’s fourteen inches likewise thrusting between his legs and lifting his softball-sized apples up from below.

“Sorry, Jet Set, I c-can’t help it… “ Pokey likewise tried to protest as he reached around in a haze of lust and horror to grasp both their organs, squeezing and stroking them with his hands together. “Feels too good! You’re both so…” the rest went unsaid as he lost himself in sensation almost immediately, the four boys shortly but irretrievably lost in their own illicit acts.

“Stop!”Jet Set pleaded even as he arched his back and reached behind him to grasp Pokey to him, squeezing his friend’s organ between them. But none of them did while Midnight only laughed along with the Shadowbolt girls, who whistled and applauded despite their own ongoing stimulation.

“Stop what, Jet Set?” she asked in perfect innocence. “I gave you exactly what you wanted!”

“B-but this—I-I’m not—“ he was silenced by another kiss from Neon, who then leaned over and began to worship his stallionhood directly despite the dull horror in his eyes, causing him to gasp and groan. “Dammit, what did you do to us?” he asked even as arched his back and began thrusting into the male muzzle in front of him.

“Exactly what you asked,” Midnight repeated smugly. “I made you irresistible to everyone… including each other! And now, nature is taking its course. Isn’t it beautiful?” she announced to the applause and laughter of Sunny Flare and Indigo, who leaned forward to exchange a high-five. Even Sugarcoat cracked a rare satisfied smile as her ethereal equine lover sat back to raise her high into the air, his magical organ still improbably embedded so deep in her that he could prop her up enough to lower his head to suckle her oversized teats, causing the blunt-spoken teen to clutch his head to her chest.

“No!” Neon all but sobbed around a mouthful of Jet Set’s stallionhood, trembling in both fear and erotic anticipation as he felt his virgin tail about to be claimed by an equally entranced Trenderhoof. “I d-don’t w-want to be—”

“Aw, what’s wrong, guys? Don’t like it when you’re made an object of unwanted attention? Don’t like it when you can’t help what’s happening to you?” Midnight asked them in a tone of pure payback. “Well, guess what? Now you know how I felt! Except you’re going to go all the way with it!

“And remember how I said that once you had sex with someone, they couldn’t get enough of you? Well, enjoy your new anal addiction!” She struck her final blow, baring her teeth in a triumphant grin as Neon was bent over fully by Jet Set and Trenderhoof, finding himself staring the former’s mottled equine erection in the face as the latter positioned himself for rear entry, each offering their own pleas and apologies to Midnight to not make them go through with it.

“Sorry, but not sorry, boys! Especially for you, Neon! After what you did to me in math tutoring, feel free to spitroasthim, boys!” Midnight then held up all their phones up to record the scene for posterity, showing she was setting the pictures as their screensavers and uploading them to various school message boards before setting them into a hover and settling in to watch the show.

“Serves you right!” Upper Crust called to Jet Set, who couldn’t reply as he suddenly found the head of his enhanced equinehood engulfed by Neon’s mouth while his sphincter swiftly surrendered to Trenderhoof’s invading organ, giving way as it pushed the first several inches into him, earning a massive shudder from both. “Drill him, Pokey!” she further commanded, and Pokey Pierce needed little encouragement, parting his friend’s cheeks without effort to sink the first third of his length into him.

“Okay, that’s kinda hot…” Rainbow admitted as her attention wandered away from Applejack briefly. “And honestly? Kinda deserved.”

For what they’d done to Twilight, I was hard-pressed to disagree, noticing that the thestral stallions of Hollow Shades were drifting much closer now to the surface of the big ground portal around Sugarcoat, apparently attracted less to her than by the adjacent same-sex action—I’d heard they were a lot less reticent about it than other ponies; it was in fact a given for them during certain rites of passage they possessed.

“Oh, wow! That’s another thing you have in common with Triton, Pokey!” Pinkie called out as she began to remove Rarity’s bra from within her blouse, unlatching it and then pulling it down, out the bottom of her shirttail as a propped up and unresisting Rarity watched the human colt-cuddler action in awe. “You go both ways!”

“Not… by… choice!” he groaned as he slowly sank himself to the hilt until finally, his apples were slapping hard against the back of Jet Set’s, who likewise had nearly all his twelve inches in a stunned but unresisting Neon’s throat.

“Not bad, Neon! So what is it they say about golf balls and garden hoses?” Midnight teased as Trenderhoof claimed his rear, the unlikely foursome helpless to stop their lovemaking, or the magically-induced attraction fueling it.

“Yeah, Neon! Show me how oral is supposed to be done!”Sunny Flare taunted further as their toys detached from each other and the pair suddenly found themselves sitting up and embracing again, kissing passionately. “You know, that alone almost makes this whole ordeal worth it…” she said as she began making out with Indigo anew.

“Almost…” Indigo agreed between touches of their tongues. “Gotta say, Sunny, you kiss like a guy.”

“Oh, come on!” she shouted in frustration as she clambered onto Indigo’s lap again; the translucent magical constructs visibly filling both her lower orifices as she smushed her breasts back into Indigo’s face. “So when it comes to sex, I can’t do anything right?”

Midnight listened to the exchange in great amusement. “Then consider this some hands-on training, Sunny. And by the way, the next time you want some math tutoring, Neon? The price for admission is a little anal action with your friends. Enjoy!” she told him as they drove each other to climax swiftly, slamming their hips together one final time before emptying themselves into each other. They each gave a slightly agonized cry of ecstasy before coming what sounded like harder than they ever had in their lives, to the cheers of the girls on both sides.

“Good show, boys!” Midnight clapped as the four teens collapsed in a heap of each other’s bodies. “And just like I promised, you’ll be able to go again almost instantly—which is a good thing since you’re now addicted to both oral and anal! So feel free to swap places and screw again—to really break in your new lovers!” she invited as they instantly began to do so to mutual shock and muffled protests, hands and lips finding each other’s equine erections as they began climbing on top of each other again, shortly forming a daisy chain of oral action as the already-punished Shadowbolt girls laughed.

She watched them—and us—for a couple minutes more as the effects started spreading to the Shadowbolt side of the field, though I'll save that for next chapter. But when she was satisfied,

“But for me? It’s time to move on to my next eager and willing sensual subject. Oh, Fleurrrrr!” she singsonged, causing all eyes to turn towards a taller girl huddled and hiding beneath the bleachers. “It’s time to get deflowered!”