Octavia couldn't stop smiling. Everything seemed so nice and bright. When the train stopped in the middle of nowhere it was a touch confusing at first but the earth pony mare shrugged it off, and besides, everypony seemed to be getting off here. Following suit, she found it easy to just go with the flow, which was odd for the solo-cellist. She shook her head. "I should have told Vinyl where I was going… Mellon!"

Mellon gave her most serene smile to the slightly drugged dark pony who approached her. "Be at peace, sister, what is the matter?" The smile worked, the earth pony began to match it. She couldn't hear the song yet, but she could taste the delight of being part of something bigger, through the honeydew Mellon's own flowers had tainted her with.

"My friend… wife, Vinyl. I forgot to tell her where I was going, could we go back for her?" Octavia was smiling more now, warm feelings rising in her and, when Mellon reached up to rub her cheek, she found herself nuzzling into the hoof, her tongue darting out to lick the sweet something from it.

"Oh no, it is too late for us to head back until the evening. But I promise you, I will find your mare and bring her." Mellon had the poor thing literally eating out of her hoof and she loved it. She didn't have to make promises of power or dominance, ponies didn't want those. She simply gave offers of love and a greater peace. They were tighter ropes to a pony than anything else.

Octavia felt time slip for her as she slowly lapped at that hoof, her eyes closed and she stood in place, her body quivering in pleasure at the divine taste. Of course Vinyl would come, then they could both be together here, they could both lick the wonderful Mellon Dew's hooves. She gave a happy sigh.

It was all-but orgasmic for Mellon, this mare she knew by reputation as being one of the greatest performers in Equestria. And she had submitted like a meek filly and was now completely hers. An idea formed and Mellon drew her hoof forward.

The hoof moved from Octavia's lips and her eyes half opened. Her smile never faded, the hoof was just a little in front of her. She started to walk forward, to follow that taste and the hoof it clung to.

Mellon was quite literally leading the mare to temptation, guiding her into the relaxing canopy of trees. Her own song echoed from the minds of nearly every pony present, certainly every one with the plant bonded in them. "Octavia, I have something extra special for you, it is more sweet than even my hoof." Mellon smiled and took a fruit from a waiting pony, giving it to the mare. "Eat it all, it is special and just for you."

Octavia nodded slowly, taking the fruit and biting into it. Her exclamation was muted, her mouth full of the second bite. A hoof was guiding her to lay down and she folded her legs under her, eating more of the fruit.

"The seed too, that is the best bit." The words hit Octavia, stirring in her mind and she did just as they said, it was what she was thinking. Octavia swallowed the seed down, following it with the last of the fruit. She gave a burp and giggled, but something important presented itself. A sweet scent, a warm scent. Octavia leaned forward, her nose pressing to the folds offered to her. Her first lick found only sweetness, it was odd for her, that a mare would taste sweet rather than musky. She liked it. Licking again, and again, she felt more strange sensations in her belly.

Mellon Dew lifted her voice, moaning in delight. She could hear the song, bright and strong, it grew more and more as the ponies around her were slowly grown into by the seeds they had swallowed.

Octavia felt the thing spreading, but the taste of Mellon's juice held her focus. She could feel the spread of fine roots and tendrils, working painlessly through her body. It felt strange and nice, not bad certainly even as her mane slowly started to change from the deep gray it had always been to softer browns, almost mimicking bark in color. As the tendrils reached up into her head she moaned, thrusting her tongue deep into Mellon Dew, tasting the most potent of the mare's seductive juices, and she heard, for the first time, the music.

Mellon was a little distracted to press the music into the mare herself, she was caught in her own little pleasure ride on Octavia's tongue. But the mare began to sing the song, winding a new melody around it, making it, if anything, even more grand. Her climax rushed over her, Mellon moaning and lifting her mind to the enhanced song. Each pony caught up the tune and soon there was peace and harmony as all the minds relaxed into the music.

One mind, however, was aware this music wasn't right, not entirely. Tree Hugger couldn't fight the music, it was locked into her mind and demanded to be sung, but she didn't like it. She went to the great plant daily, felt it resisting the new song, but wavering. "Please, like, fight it, fight it with everything you can." She rested her head against the stalk, felt her own mind adding to the strain that the plant had to fight. She wept, not knowing what to do, her chakra was stained and tainted and she needed something to fight this song with.

The train returned to Ponyville station in the early afternoon. Vinyl stood up from where she had been sitting. Her headphones were on and she was ready to fight. It was a surprise when a green mare climbed off the train and looked around, then smiled when she saw the alabaster unicorn.

Mellon approached the mare that could only be Octavia's lover. Her body still tingled from the encores that the talented cellist had given, but Mellon had to focus. "You must be Vinyl, Octavia has told me so much about you." Something was wrong, Mellon's honeyed words didn't sink in at all.

Vinyl pushed her headphones back, and looked at the strange mare. "Sorry, what?"

It was a little flustering, but Mellon kept on. "Your friend, Octavia told me to come back so I could bring you to see her. She is loving our little commune."

"Without her cello?" Vinyl raised an eyebrow at this. "Well, are you going straight back?" She started to walk onto the train when Mellon's hoof lifted and booped her snout. The sweet scent hit the DJ hard and she blinked, her tongue lifting of its own accord and sampling the residue. Oddly, the music from her headphones seemed a little louder, even with them resting off the back of her head. She started to bounce with each step and reached up to restore them to her ears.

Mellon was confused by the strange unicorn, normally the odd dew her body secreted would drive a pony into a hypnotic state, focusing them on her voice. "This is too much, let's go back and get this one singing my song."

Vinyl didn't even feel as the train lurched into motion again, she was wrapped up in the beat and bass drop from the music thrumming in her ears, the fact she was drooling a little didn't even rate her attention.

Dash squirmed a little on her soft cloud-bed. She had worked over and over to memorize the commands. If this all worked out okay, she would totally take this to her next visit with Vinny and Tavi. The pegasus blushed at even thinking those pet names, the two mares certainly hadn't been against her using them, or crying them out as the case may be.

Her mind turned from the delicious musical mares to Gel. He was a stallion and a pretty cool pony, for all he had the usual stallion mindset. Herd herd herd. Dash mentally threw that idea away, she liked softer things.

The irony of the hard wooden snake was completely lost on Rainbow as she set it to one side and spoke the activation word. The thing started to tremble and then was suddenly animated and curling up. It looked at her and spared a glance over to the sleeping turtle in a colorful rug. "Not him, silly, he is hibernating." Dash reached a hoof to the snake and it bumped its head up into the attention. "Hay, you are a cute little thing."

Rainbow Dash considered saying the hunt-mode command but resisted it, finding the odd snake a little more affectionate and cute like this. "Okay, you can stay but only if you behave and treat me nice. I want my mind numb with pleasure, but you have to give me back okay?"

The snake bobbed its head and Dash couldn't stop a snort. Could it understand her? "hunt." The moment she said the keyword the thing shivered and looked around with more interest, it focused right on her.

The creature had known only a few things in its life. It knew this mare's hole. It loved to snuggle into her. It knew the voices of other ponies that had given the mare commands, and it had forced her to follow them. But now it knew her as a friend, the little game sparking something in the construct's head and starting an odd kind of magic within it so that when it was given the hunt command, it had a clear intent to play more.

There was no fight this time, Dash turned to the snake and closed her eyes. She couldn't watch. The creature spiraled up one of her legs, crawling over her flank and poking down under her tail. The first place it poked was her tail-hole and the pegasus' eyes flashed wide open and she clenched down. "Not there!"

It was as if the snake understood and heard the tremble in her voice, it flashed its tongue at her tight hole just once and ventured further down. Her lips were already plump and wet. She hadn't been giving her mound any attention, but she had been thinking about what the snake would do and it had worked her up. It pressed its head against her, rubbing backwards and forwards. Rainbow's front legs wobbled and gave out, her flank was in the air, presented to the mare she imagined nuzzling her. The feel of her own tail hitting her back told the sky-colored pegasus just how into this she was, her wings flaring out as the first push of the snake's triangle-shaped head against her opening caused her to cry out.

At the height her cloud was, all this would do is scare some birds, thankfully, so Rainbow let her throat free, her moans and cries loud in the sky. The snake started to tremble and she couldn't believe how hot she was. It wasn't even in her yet. The betraying thought was like a trigger, and the snake shoved hard and deep, pushing a long way into the loud mare's vaginal passage, its size seemingly perfect to just put a little stretch into her. It squirmed and burrowed, and soon settled its head down just inside her womb.

It held still, barely moving. Dash squirmed a little and started to stand up straight. The tremble started in her straightening forelegs and they folded back under her as her body was suddenly awash in pleasure, pushed to an orgasm it was not prepared for. The enchantments wrapping the snake bound it to the nerves it touched; it played the pegasus like an instrument.

Dash panted, her body aching for more. She was stuck in her pose, it seems. She smiled. "So you want me to keep present-" she didn't get any further, the snake had felt the mare talking and pushed again, shoving her into a noisy orgasm that had Dash screaming in pleasure, the smile on her snout never leaving.

"What… what do you want me to do?" The words were allowed, the snake finding an odd sensation stirring in it, the strange magic from earlier advancing its simple intelligence enough for it to know that the mare it inhabited wanted it to command her. More, it discovered that she loved this, what it was doing to her.

Slowly, the snake reached outwards with that odd nerve interface it had, making Rainbow's forehooves tingle. Dash looked down at them and slowly, very slowly, unfolded her legs and stood up. There was a warm pleasure that washed through her, the snake giving her a reward for doing what it wanted.

Rainbow Dash was left panting and braced on all fours, her body worked up to the point of orgasm but not pushed over. "O… okay, what next?" Dash smiled widely, her new pet was awesome. The tingle came again, but now it was from her nethers. "I can't do-" All the pleasure faded from her, all the delight and warmth, Dash whimpered and quickly turned her head around. Her tail was still arched back and onto her back and the athletic pony strained to bring her snout in and under it. Reaching out with her tongue, she licked her own lips. It was something she had done once or twice before, but that had been just experimentation… and practice.

The rush of pleasure was back and Dash's tongue sped up, gaining confidence that this had been exactly what the snake wanted. Her legs tingled again and she folded them under herself, feeling another rush of pleasure at the properly followed command. She relaxed, curled in a tight ball, her snout growing messy with her own musk.

Orgasm rushed through her, the snake's rewards growing more and more powerful the more she followed them. This was almost as good as being a naughty maid… almost.

Author's Note

Dash! Get out of the way, can't you see that plot is happening? Dash? DASH! sighs I don't think she can hear me anymore...

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