Princess Luna had not been having a good night. She'd been chasing her Tantabus through her ponies' dreams, destroying the little nightmares it was leaving in its wake, but so far she hadn't had any opportunity to confront it directly.

Which was why Twilight and her friends had offered their own dreams as bait. Luna hated the idea of it, but she knew it would undoubtedly work. She waited for the ponies to doze off, and almost immediately Rarity started to shift in her sleep.

Got you! Luna thought in triumph. She began the complicated (for others) spell and slipped into Rarity's dreamscape. Invisible, but unable to affect anything as yet, Luna surveyed the dream to find her Tantabus' work.

There were beautiful and serene dresses wafting around, but Luna watched one tremble and change. Ribbons turned to grasping tentacles, and soft fabric gained purpose and malevolence.

It was an old trick, one Luna had used to dispatch countless nightmares before. She wafted her dream-presence forward and slipped her being into the same space as the monstrous dress, and popped it into a million pieces. At least, that's how it should have worked.

Always before the nightmare shape was something solid, but the dress was made to encompass something. It also didn't help her that her Tantabus knew exactly how she normally dealt with things.

The fabric pulled tight around Luna's body, squeezing her to reveal a full corset within it. All that came from Luna's mouth was a gasp as the breath was driven from her body as mad laces tightened their way down her spine.

Her body being pulled into a slimmer shape, Luna had had enough. Cobalt blue light thrummed and spread up her horn, and just at the moment she would have cast a spell, an aqua ribbon trailed up the back of her head. The ribbon coiled around Luna's horn, starting at the tip and spiraling down. Where it touched, the ribbon dulled Luna's blue magic and seemed to channel it for its own ends.

Where only one dress had been infected by the Tantabus' dread motive, now Luna's perverted magic animated all of them. Rarity didn't have a chance.

Luna watched as Rarity was ensnared in another dress and quickly bound up. She thought the fashionista had an odd look to her eyes, and when a sewing desk appeared before Rarity, Luna started to panic.

The dress around Luna squirmed, and she felt the corset tighten another notch. Something—some part of the outfit—wrapped around the dock of her tail and pulled it upwards. "W-What are—No!"

Luna hadn't been prepared for her own body betraying her. With her back legs planted firmly, the dress folded her forelegs down so she was presenting, but it went a step further and reached back with one foreleg and—

"Noooooo…" Luna's cry trailed into a moan as fabric fingers began to tease and stroke at her nether lips. Again she tried to use her magic, and once more the dress drank up the power. With dominion over dream magic at its disposal, the enchanted dress shattered the wall of the dream and united six ponies' night terror into one.

While her body began to grow hot and aroused, Luna watched as Rarity made more dresses. Each one immediately animated and charged off into the dreamscape.

But Luna had other things to worry about. Her body was driven unto pleasure she refused to surrender to, but where the body is led the mind follows, and the dress soon coaxed her to her climax.

Unable to hold back, Luna felt her body tumble over the edge of pleasure and deep into an abyss. Her horn began to throb with a soft blue light, and more ponies dreams were pulled into the giant nightmare.

As Luna squirmed through her climax, she watched more ponies snatched up by dresses, seduced by the suborned seamstress creations, and driven to the same pose she was stuck in. Luna was trying not to bask in post-orgasmic bliss, but it was hard to ignore the pleasure—particularly when the fingers started again.

Something new fluttered toward her, and though Luna was in control of her faculties, she had no hope of shooing away the lacy bonnet that settled itself upon her head. Delicate ribbons laced themselves into a bow under her jaw, and Luna felt a tingling running through her head.

Let me tell you how the future will be, said a voice in Luna's mind, I promise you will enjoy it.

The fingers sank deeper into Luna's body, and she was pushed swiftly into a second climax, and again the dress suckled on her magic and expanded the dreamscape.

I am the Tantabus, and punishment is not as fun as reward.

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