"Princess Twilight!" The exclamation dragged Twilight from the lovely dream she had been having. Well, lovely and naughty. She fished around for a quill and some paper, scribing down what she thought to be nonsense. It was how she had trained herself to remember her dreams… well, mainly so that Gel could make them a reality. She got about halfway through when the whole thing seemed to fade from her mind and she woke up properly.

"Huh? What happened?" She looked down at the back of the scroll she had been scribbling on and blushed hotly. "Oh my gosh."

Gel was suddenly there, beside her, hugging her tightly. "What happened?" She nuzzled into him, suddenly feeling a whole lot safer.

"One of them got in here, had you before I knew what had happened. The fact that they released you means they are not only still in here, but trapped." Gel kissed Twilight's forehead, tracing a few kisses up the alicorn's horn. Twilight froze. Gel let her go a moment so she could check what she undoubtedly needed to.

"I'm a stallion…" Twilight had to fight the urge to faint, he had never thought himself predisposed to that, but such a massive change was enough to unsettle anypony. "Okay, slow down. So you said you have it trapped? In here?" Gel nodded. Twilight smiled and hugged his stallion back. "Thank you, you did well."

Gel hugged back. "So, think you can find them?" The alicorn in his embrace nodded. "Good, then you need to get to work. Another of them tried to get Starry, but I managed to stop that in time."

"Okay, right, so lets work on spells." Twilight got up and looked to wobble a little. "How do you get used to this?"

"That's what I asked!" Mayor Mare cut in, he had spent the better part of an hour shifting in place, again and again, trying to get comfortable.

"You are both asking the wrong pony, if I don't want those bits around I just don't have them." Gel shrugged. He felt, however, as Twilight began to gather energy. The alicorn's magic was truly amazing and he had to remind himself that Twilight had been known as the 'Element of Magic' for a reason.

"Almost got it, just need to shift a little more and… a deer?" Twilight blinked, his eyes glowing a soft lavender. "It's a deer, a big one, but… it's looking at me, it knows I can see it." Twilight was watching as the creature walked closer and closer, coming right up and smiling at him. He was stunned when it reached in more and without thinking he teleported to behind the couch, pulling Gel along with him. "It tried to touch me!"

"Is it talking? Try talking to it." Gel kept beside Twilight, knowing he needed a little reinforcement but, at the same time, he didn't want to crowd the former mare.

"Hello? Why did you do this to me? What do you want?" Twilight tried not to pull back when the deer wandered around the couch and got closer to him. He held still as it leaned in and licked his cheek. "Oh… it seems… friendly. Gel, can you feel anything from it?"

Gel reached out, tracing a whole lot of 'food' around the town. Apparently Mayor wasn't the only pony affected. But he couldn't for the life of him, detect any more than Twilight and Mayor in the room. Twilight, he noticed, was more 'happy' than 'aroused' which was expected, since he was nearly fully engaged in 'science mode'. "Not a thing. Is the magic blocking them from sight a general sense thing?"

"Not really, the smell… oh…" Twilight grabbed his notes up, the back of the scroll he had scribbled on getting most of his attention. "Here, they do use smell, but it seems that apart from that and touch, nopony can easily sense them otherwise."

"So the plan is?" Gel lifted his hoof to rest on Twilight's shoulder. The touch brought a spike to that sensation of love within the stallion that Gel adored and, without thinking, he shifted his form a little, slimmer lines here, rounded there. When he did think on it he grinned at his reaction, pressing a little closer to his lover.

"The plan is to work out why they are doing this, to try and communicate and work out if we can have them not do it, or, if they really need to do it, have them maybe ask ponies first and change the rest back." Twilight reached one leg over, wrapping it around Gel in a most possessive manner. If the changeling were a cat, he would have purred.

"We… we… we should stop…" Lyra was panting, he felt so alive and… well, into this, but it was a shock even to him that he was the voice of reason for once.

Octavia titled her head to the side. The mare was laying on her back, full of the unicorn's shaft… and the unicorn's seed. "Why?"

"It's not right. What if you… what if you get pregnant?" Lyra was slowly bringing his heart-rate down, despite his protests, it had still been very fun. If a bit odd.

"If I get pregnant, then Vinny and I will raise the most happy little foal you ever saw." Octavia sighed though. "Oh very well, I guess we could probably relax a bit. I must say though, Lyra, when you plan a birthday you go all out."

"I… I didn't plan this, I don't know what is going on, I just… I just went with it…" It was hard to blush when you were balls-deep in a mare, but Lyra managed. "I thought it might have been you two doing some plant-pollen thing or something."

Vinyl gave out a long moan that had a tree a long way away rustle its leaves in delight. The songs its children sang for it made its whole decision a good one. A moment later and Sweetie grunted out, the stallion shoving as deep into the white unicorn as he could.

"We didn't do this, but dear, if you didn't, and we didn't… then who turned you two into stallions?" Octavia smiled up, watching Lyra's focus break as the mare's vaginal muscles clenched and relaxed, over and over in the most amazing massage the aquamarine pony had ever had. Without thinking too hard, Lyra pulled back and shoved forward again. "There you go, that's the spirit." Octavia tilted her head back and gave a happy squeal as the horizontal dance was rejoined.

"Wait, so who did do this?" Sweetie was coming in on the conversation shortly after he had the unicorn. "Maybe we should go see Twilight? She would know what is going on."

"On one condition?" Vinyl looked back over her shoulder at the earth pony.

"What?" Bon Bon was in quite the relaxed mood and thought himself ready for the mare's normal games.

"The condition is, in future, when I call next, you always give in to what I want." Vinyl closed her eyes and focused, she wasn't as good with this trick as Tavi, but she managed to get Sweetie to groan and pull back. Vinyl waited for the thrust but it didn't come.

"Okay, deal. We are going to need to get these two to finish first." Sweetie slid all the way down, giving a grunt when he hit all fours and his shaft seemed to waggle around a bit.

"Let me help with that." Vinyl's green eyes were full of mischief but the stallion had no argument against a little 'cleaning'. And when the talented mare started to lick and lap along Sweetie's length, there was only a happy sigh.

Vinyl wasn't trying to work her friend back up but it certainly wasn't rocket science, start paying attention to a rod like she was and soon… all nice and stiff again. "All done." Vinyl pulled her head out from under Sweetie, looking up into the dazzled eyes of the former mare. "Aw, somepony regretting their decision?"

Sweetie gave a little tremble and shook his head. "No, but Vinny, you are really good at that." He leaned in and gave the unicorn a kiss on the cheek, tasting himself.

"Hay, practice makes perfect." Vinyl pushed up and caught the stallion back on the lips with her own. "Now, they look done… oh…" As she spoke, Lyra began to hump and pump away at Octavia again, Vinyl hearing the music twist and start again from her mate. "Looks like it's just us." She trotted over and kissed Octavia on the cheek, giving her mate a taste of the stallion meat she had just cleaned. "Going to find out what is going on, if you wear Lyra out before we get back, drag him along too."

Octavia's eyes were bright but when she opened her mouth to reply Lyra gave a particularly solid thrust and only a delighted moan came out.

"Okay, I will pass that along." Vinyl kissed the distracted mare on the cheek, then snuck one onto Lyra's as well. "Come on Sweetie Drops, we have a puzzle to solve."

Sweetie was having his own trouble. "Go… down… go… down… Vinyl, how do stallions get these things to obey commands?" As he walked over to the door the stiff length under his belly swayed and bumped his thighs and belly.

"Of all the stallions I have met, not a single one managed to get their pole to do any trick." Vinyl put a foreleg over the stallion's withers. "I was happy to let you keep banging me, you wanted this remember, not him." She gestured down between Sweetie's legs with a grin. From the table, Vinyl's glasses floated and landed on her face.

The walk to the castle was an odd one. Vinyl was no stranger to night life in Ponyville, but the street was quiet, really quiet. "You think this is more widespread?" She asked Sweetie, walking through the oddly quiet town.

"Seems that way, ugh and what a time to become a stallion!" Sweetie wasn't too bent out of shape over it, after all, he had been having the time of his life. He just wished Lyra was a little more involved. Then the idea of them both mounting Vinyl or Octavia, and making out as they pounded the mare, slipped through his mind.

"And you almost had him put away, what'cha thinking of?" Vinyl poked Sweetie in the ribs, getting a groan from the distracted stallion. "I bet it was something sexy, next!"

"What?!" Sweetie was blushing, blushing hard and hard-blushing.

"Remember the condition, now what were you just daydreaming of that got you hard in seconds?" Vinyl was insatiable it seemed.

"Well, I was thinking of how I wasn't getting to really have fun WITH Lyra, then I thought we could mount a mare from each end…" Sweetie's blush grew more and more as he described it.

"Oh, well definitely next. When we get back you get my mouth and she can take wherever she wants." Vinyl rubbed her hooves together in planning.

"He, you mean?"

"Whatever. Twilight will probably sort this all out by tomorrow… hay, maybe we should head back and get right to this next thing?" Vinyl's motives were beyond reproach, Sweetie was sure.

"No, no we need to go and find out what is-"

"Hay! You left without us!" Lyra's voice came from behind them and Sweetie turned to see his lover trotting along, a flopping shaft waving about under his belly.

Octavia was grinning from ear to ear. "Don't look at me, I wasn't going to interrupt a stallion when they get that focused. I totally want to see you doing each other like this." She looked between Lyra and Sweetie, getting a blush from both of them.

It took a moment for Sweetie to realize that they didn't actually need a mare in the middle. His grin got wider and wider until Vinyl cut in. "Before any of that, I called next."

"Vinny, you can't. You don't have to listen to my silly filly." Octavia was trying to brush the claim off but Sweetie looked determined.

"No, Vinyl is right, she has next. But after that, I want to see her eating Octavia out while I pound my stallion." Sweetie looked shocked at what he had said moments later.

Lyra, however, practically melted against his lover. "That is something I can totally call next after Vinyl for, right?"

"Yes." All three of the other ponies said together, before laughing and trotting on their way to find the princess. Or, as they would find out, prince.

Author's Note

Oh my! Twilight, you have made sort-of contact...

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