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Name: Zexis Chikelu
Gender: male
Race: Zebra
Skills: Smooth Talking, Alchemist: Apprentice, Applebucking Kicks (basic)
Traits: huge cock, big balls, high affinity to element (Plants), dominant, charismatic, intelligent, Affinity for Alchemy (Potions and Powder), Libido, strong, handsome, Resistance to magic (Dark), fast, tough
Abilities: Everystallion

The human sat on a shattered wall in a ruined city. His jeans were torn and his jacket was covered in dirt and dried blood. He idly juggled dried out human skulls as he waited. He wasn't very good at it, and grumbled as he bent to pick up the skulls once again. A faint ding sounded in the air, and with a smile he gestured to a holographic screen that appeared before him.

"About bloody time. Right, back to the action, and it's time for a fight. And now is the time to not fuck around. Zecora is a magic specialist. And the best way to fuck those people up is to punch them in the face. Yeah, beating them with superior magic is possible, but we don't have the time or ability to outmatch Zecora in that way.

So my votes are for

Tough: We'll need to be able to take a hit.

Dexterous: To help us get close, dodge attacks, and grapple.

Affinity to Martial Arts: So we actually know how to fight, rather then using a fucking farming technique in battle.

Affinity to Plants: Upgrading this for a forest fight should help.

Fast: Worst case scenario we need this to run away. More importantly, I simply don't want to store a point that can be spent before a boss battle.

As for the fight itself, well we're kinda committed to a specific course. Big Mac is in a rage, and we need to keep him angry. He can use brute strength to try and break through. Bird Hoof hasn't proven entirely useless, keep him on telekinetic assistance in keeping those Timberwolves and spirits off your backs. And we've got the tough part. We need to follow Big Mac's berserk rush and make sure he doesn't get overwhelmed, and take out Zecora. Once she falls we win. But to make her fall, well I'm betting she's possessed by some spirits or hyped up on a drug. We'll need to force her unconscious through brute force, since we lack any other options.

If we do win? Then we've got options. First off I say we sacrifice her. Zecora is far too dangerous to leave in even a corrupted mind. Plus she's not exactly a public persona. If she disappears, her absence won't necessarily be noticed. And the bonus would be quite nice. But we've got another opportunity. It might be risky, but if we can convince Big Mac to be the one to rape her, well commits someone to you as making them guilty of a crime. We'll have a secret to hold over him, he'll almost be forced to come aboard our plans, and he may even embrace it willingly. It'll give him some relief at least. And Big Mac would be a fantastic ally to have.

The mist rolls back to reveal a blue dragon, with silver chest scales reviewing a flat crystal with runes etched in it. Pulling out a lab of crystal the dragon’s claws etch runes into the crystal, and then comparing the slab with the ones on the table.

“Zelix, it looks like you are in quite a pickle. You are going to be fighting your first boss. Unfortunately, it looks like Zecora has company, and not of the good type.”

The Ice Dragon Lord scratches his jaw ridges saying, “If I was alone, against a powerful mage, and several Polar Manticore, I would take out the mage controlling the manticores.” Swirling his claws a small figure of Zecora, Zelix, and 4 timber wolves appear. Normally it would be suicide, but I would recommend, if you can break the control Zecora has on the timberwolves, or can carry fire, that you should take on Zecora and the Timberwolves head on.”

The figures move so Zelix is facing four timberwolves and Zecora is waiting for him on the other side of the timberwolves. “It seems suicide, but it could lead to a good distraction. With the wolves and Zecora facing you, they won’t see the trap.” A figure of Big Mac appears behind Zecora. “While I’m betting that we can’t use that pendant, I’m betting Big Mac can, so take Applebloom’s amulet, give it to Mac, and then let him at Zecora. The pendant will block the ghost, and either Zecora will be forced to fight Big Mac, or be knocked out before the battle begins. Maybe give him a hormone pill so he doesn’t listen if Zecora tries to say she didn’t hurt Apple Bloom.” The figure of Big Mac jumps on the Zecora crystal, shattering it. The timberwolf’s figures shatter as well.

“It would be interesting if you could get Big Mac to ‘teach’ Zecora a ‘lesson’ just like Mac wanted to do with his sisters. I wouldn’t be opposed to that. Afterward, it would be to keep Zecora knocked out, until corruption is done, and give Apple Bloom some tea that makes her think Zecora hurt her. We can’t leave that loose end, and Big Mac coming after you Zelix.” The figures of Zelix and Big Mac look at each other, before both shattering.”

At the edge of the Everfree Forest

Zexis stood close to a young oak, his arms crossed, while his mind raced. The issue with Zecora needed to be resolved quickly. Not only because she clearly wanted him dead, but also because every second he wasted, she would become stronger. No doubt, that she was strengthening her enchantments right now. He couldn´t let her become too powerful, so a quick response was crucial.

He looked down on his body. He had taken the time for some preparations. He changed his casual attire to something more useful in combat. Ponyville didn´t have an armory, so he had to make due with a heavy leatherjacket over his shirt. His jeans was switched to worktrousers and he carried a pouch with him, at his belt. He knew, that his limited skill in alchemy could not stand up against Zecora. But then again, he didn´t plan on using it against her during the fight.

He looked up, as he heard hoofsteps approach and saw Birdhoff. The fat unicorn was sweating with a mixture of fearful anticipation and physical exertion. Still, the look on his face was grim and determined. Truly, a far cry from the disgusting coward he had been a few weeks ago. It wasn´t so that he wasn´t frightened. But he seemed to have pushed his worries aside for this one time.

"I talked with Redheart.", he said. "Gave her the powder and your instructions. She will make sure, that Applebloom will confirm our story. Once she wakes up."

Zexis nodded. Wether they won today or not, it wouldn´t matter, when the little Apple-bitch told everypony what really happened. To ensure, that this wouldn´t happen, Redheart would use the Suggestion Powder, to convince her to keep quiet over certain details and lie over others. The Powder couldn´t change memories, sadly. But Zexis was confident, that the right suggestion on a young impressionable mind, would work just as well. Something like: "If they found out about necromancy, that would be bad. You must not mention that, for the sake of Zecora" or "That was dangerous. You owe Zexis your life." For the start, it should reduce the risk of getting caught. He could make adjustments later on.

Zexis noticed the wooden moon-trinket in Birdhoofs hands. The talisman. They had taken it from Applebloom, as soon as they got out of the Forest. Strangely enough, when Zexis had touched it, he had felt great discomfort. Not something tangible, just a sense of great unease. Because of that he had given it to Birdhoof, who had less problems with it. Strange, but it was their only reliable counter against the ghosts.

"You got the pills?"

Birdhoof nodded. "Yup, the girls were really...helpful." He pulled out a bottle. "Put them in the tea, like you said." He looked skeptical at the red liquid. "You really think two whole pills is a good idea? I mean, remember what happened to Roseluck."

Zexis waved his hand dismissively. "Big Mac has strong body. He can take it. We also need to break down his inhibitons further. Don´t want him to have second thoughts in the middle of the battle."

"Yeah, but...what if he kills her? That would be bad, right?"

"Leave that to me." Zexis took the bottle. The trick with the hormone pills was to use them at the right time. If somepony was angry, they would remove the barriers towards that particular emotion, if they were ingested at that time. If he was horny, that the same applied as well. They were perfect tools for adjusting a personality, if you were careful with your timing. Zexis wanted to change the calm, quiet Big Mac into an angry, lecherous stallion. Far better suited for his plans and much more inclined to agree with his...goals. They already got the angry part down.

And speaking of Tirek, there he came. The red stallion carried a large woodchopper axe with him. It seemed to be custom-made, because for everypony else it would had been way too big. He wore thick jeans and a close-fitting shirt. His expression was dark.

"Good. Now that everypony is here, whe should talk tactics.", said Zexis, as Big Mac came closer. "For the beginning, I take the vanguard. Birdhoof is support and Big Mac stands by."

The earth-pony snorted and clenched his fist. "Fuck that. I will not wait. I will smash that bitches muzzle in.", he growled.

Zexis raised an eyebrow. Apparently, Big Mac anger was greater than he anticipated. "Don´t worry, you will. But we can´t do this carelessly. This is Zecora we are talking about and we are challenging her on her hometurf." He kneeled down, took a stick and began to write on the ground.

"She made it clear, that she is, for some reason, pissed at me. We should use that to our advantage." He drew a small zebra, that was standing in front of a pack of Timberwolves and ghosts, who were guarding a small Zecora. "I will serve as the bait, drawing her attention. She will most likely attack me." He drew an arrow that pointed at him. Then he added an unicorn-horn behind him. "Birdhoff will help me hold the line. Once we´ve done that, you will attack her from the side." His stick scratched in the dirt and one could see an apple charging Zecoras position. "We have little chance against her, other than a suprise attack. So we will use your strength to burst through her defences and knock her out, before she can retaliate."

Big Mac looked at the picture below him and his brows furrowed. "Fine...", he said, "What kind of defences?"

Zexis looked at Birdhoof, and the stallion pulled the talisman from his neck and gave it to Big Mac. "That was something Applebloom was carrying with her. It saved us against the ghosts. It should help you." he explained. Then the zebra gave him the bottle. "Drink this. I mixed in some herbs, that might help, if she tries anything with poison and such..." The lie came easy to him. In truth, there was no such thing as an antidote that could provide resistance against poison. They were only useful after one had been afflicted. Actual immunity against drugs and poison could only be acquired through careful training and repeated exposure. But he didn´t need to tell Big Mac that.

The big stallion took the talisman and looked at it. "I remember, when she made this. Said that Princess Luna had taught her how to do it. In a dream." He took a big sip from the tea. "She was so proud, when she was finished..."

Zexis nodded solemnly. He got up again and dusted off his knees. "And her efforts will not go to waste.", he said. His gaze followed the sun, as she sank towards the horizon. "We should get moving. We don´t want to do this in the dark."

They turned around and walked into the Everfree.

...

"So, you mentioned something about educating your sisters?", asked Zexis, as they walked down the dark path into the forest.

Macintosh scratched his head, as he shouldered his axe. "Just something I said in the heat of the moment."

But Zexis was undeterred. "But still. What do you mean with that? I thought Applejack takes charge on the farm?"

Big Mac looked at him, with a raised eyebrow. "Do you really think, thats the best time to discuss that?"

"Might as well." Zexis shrugged. "After all, we don´t know, if we will succeed. And a little bit of small talk goes a long way to relaxing. No use in getting all tense before a fight."

"I don´t know...how do we even find her?"

Zexis clenched his teeth. That guy was stubborn! Did the pills not work? "Don´t worry about that. I believe she will find us. Now please answer my question." The last sentence came out a little more forceful than he wanted, but they were running out of time. He wanted to get Big Mac in the right mindset before the confrontation. After all, if stallion lost his temper and accidentally killed the shamaness...that would be bad...

The farmer looked away, trying to avert Zexis eyes. He nervously stroked the shaft of his axe. "I-I..just..." He stopped again.

"Hey. Hey!" Zexis grabbed by the shoulder, not easy to do with somepony, who was almost two head bigger than you. "We are in this together. I will not judge you about this." He pointed to Birdhoof, who wisely decided to keep himself out of the conversation. "I helped him, and you know he is...was a creep. I came into contact with things, that would be considered scandalous here in Equestria. There is little you can say, that would shock me." He looked the stallion deep into the eyes and placed a reassuring smile on his lips. "I just want to help you. As a friend."

That seemed to do the trick. Big Mac swallowed, looked down for a second and then came to a decision. "I...think that Applejack is not suited for leading." He fidgeted, looked over to Zexis for reaction, before continuing: "In truth...I think, she is not even that good in taking care of her family." He pointed at the talisman. "Letting Applebloom study under Zecora was her idea. She is...responsible for what happened to her. The decline of the farm...that´s also her fault. She doesn´t ask for help or take on a loan. She is stubborn, prideful and....and....doesn´t respect me."

And that was the core of the problem! Zexis withheld a triumphant grin. Instead he nodded. "True, I think it would help a lot, if she would listen to you more often."

Big Mac frowned. "Not only that. She should...j-just shut up, for fucks sake!" His breath quickened. The pills had kicked in. "Always prancing around, thinking she can solve problems by working a little bit harder. Not caring for the consequences or the problems she causes for us, when she is leaving on some fucking adventure again. That I have to pick up the pace, take care of Applebloom, who doesn´t give a shit and gets into to trouble every single, fucking TIME!" Sweat beaded down his forehead and his face tensed up.

Zexis saw, that he was getting somewhere. He however needed to steer Big Mac away from his frustation. He needed to make him think on his darkest fantasies. On his plans...

"But you still haven´t answered my question: What do you plan to do with them, once we have taken care of Zecora?"

Big Mac hesitated again, but then his lips contorted into a snarl. "I will take charge, thats what. No more Mr. Nice-Stallion. No more Eyyyup! Applebloom will stay at home and behave like a Tartarus-damned little sister for once and Applejack will suck it up and let me handle things. I am the oldest. I should take care of the family."

Zexis nodded. Good, they were getting closer. "But she will not accept that. She is stubborn after all. But I got an idea. A solution for your problem."

Big Mac looked at him curiously. He still breathed hard, but Zexis knew he had his attention. "Spit it out..."

"Back in my homeland, we have a clear...system. Everyzebra knows their place and their duties. Personal ambition are not so important as order. In order to ensure that, one must make clear who is superior. Why not do that with your family?" He stepped closer, almost whispering into Macintosh´s ear. "We both know that you are clearly better than your sisters. They just don´t know that yet. You live in a society, where mares take up all the important positions. Princesses, guardians, element-bearers. Of course they assume, that they stand above you." He could feel the stallion shake in anger over that thought. "You need to prove to them, that you are the boss. The patriarch. That you as a stallion can take power for yourself. Over your sisters."

Big Macs eyes stared into the air. Zexis could almost hear the gears in his brain turning. "Yes..yes, you are right.", he said.

Zexis decided to take it one step further. "Imagine what would happen, if this continues. What if Applebloom gets into the wrong...circles? She is getting into that rebellious age, after all. What a desaster would it be, if she ...I don´t know...starts flirting around. Do you think Applejack will rein her in?" He saw a vein on Big Macs temple twitch. "You can see it, right? Your little sister behaving like a slut, kissing other stallions, letting them touch her and Applejack supporting this...frivolous behaviour. Maybe she is even getting into it herself." The stallion grinded his teeth an the description, but Zexis could see, when he looked down, that an erection was beginning to grow in his pants. "And you can only stand there and watch, as they slip into drepavity..."

"FUCK THEM!!!", roared Big Mac. "Fuck these little bitches and their stupid, slutty brains! I will not let it come to this! I will not let my farm turn into some kind of whore-house!"

"Thats right!", said Zexis, "You have to take charge. Show them who is more able, superior to them. Make them kneel before you. Let these sluts know their place!"

Macintosh snorted and increased his pace. He rushed through the forest, with Zexis and Birdhoof hurrying to go after him.

"What are you plans, Big Mac? You really want to take Applejack head-on? Her friends will not stand idly by, you know?"

The stallion looked at him. "What are you suggesting?"

"That we take our time. Let me help taking care of Applebloom. Together we can make her see her foolishness. And after her, we can force Applejack to submit. We will need to be quick about it, but I have ways, that will brea-I mean, make her understand."

The farmer nodded in agreement. "Yes-yes, that sounds good. I will make her pay. Every single one of those bitches. Granny always said: Bad fillies need a spanking. I will do just that." He turned around. "That and more..."

Zexis saw with great satisfaction the stiff boner in Big Macs jeans and the perverted, angry glimmer in the stallions eyes. He had successfully turned him. Now he just needed to cement him as an ally.

...

They were walking for close to over an hour now. The sun was setting and drenched the forest into a dark twilight, that twisted shadows and let the place feel even more spooky than normally. Zexis walked in front, Birdhoof behind him. Big Mac had already vanished into the thicket, staying close to them, but easy to miss, if one didn´t look for him.

Birdhoof swallowed at the oppressive air, that was all around them. Sweat ran down his face. "So, where you you think...."

Zexis raised a hand and Birdhoof shut up immediately. Something felt...wrong. Zexis couldn´t lay are finger on it. It was almost as if the trees were whispering to him. It was hard to make out, so he stopped and closed his eyes. She.....is...her......ki....Corru.....son of Er.....

He shook his head and concentrated harder. He had the feeling that they wanted to tell him something.

BOOM!

Zexis world rocked. He felt something hard impact on his side. His legs were sweeped from under him and a terrible force threw him to the ground. Stars danced before his eyes. He could taste blood on his tongue. He saw a hodded figure stand before him. How did she get there? Where was Birdhoof? He could hear somepony scream behind him. A howl disrupted the forest.

Zecora raised her arm. Around it, severel trinkets and chains were tied and winded themselves up her sleeve. A small glow came from them. Suddenly they lit up and another blow hit Zexis in the chest, throwing him several meters through the air. He hit the ground, hard.

The shamaness turned away from the lifeless body and looked to Birdhoof. The unicorn was surrounded by several Timberwolves. He tried to keep them at bay with his telekinesis. She pulled out a necklace out of her pocket. It had three white pearls on it. "Seal.", she commanded and the necklace glowed. Birdhoof horn sputtered, then his magic vanished. Sensing their chance, the Timberwolves charged and were soon on the screaming stallion. One of the pearls grew dark.

Zecora looked down on them. "Foolish to bring me to heel. For I made you now kneel." She frowned. "Hm...I grew rusty. Been a long time, since I rhy..."

Further she didn´t came, because suddenly Zexis sprang to his hooves. She whipped around, her right hand with trinkets raised. In a few moments he closed the space between them. The chains began to glow. His hand slapped her arm to the side and the force blast hit the tree beside them, ripping out a good chunk of it. Zexis leg surged forward, but Zecora ducked under his kick. He pulled his hoof down, she bend her back and rolled to the side, before his leg impacted on the ground. She looked at him incredulously. "How...you..."

Zexis whinced, holding his side. He had been lucky. Zecoras suprise attack had only broken one of his ribs, instead of his whole torso. He had no idea why, but it seemed her magic had not the effect on him she desired. Or mabye he was just tough. It didn´t matter. "Mac, now!", he screamed.

With furious battlecry Big Mac bursted through the bushes. He swung a wide arc and his axe catched the Timberwolves on top of Birdhoof, crushing their bodies, like they were made of papermachee. Then he charged Zecora. "Take this, you striped bitch!"

The shamaness eyes went wide. She took a few steps back, but she couldn´t avoid Big Mac. His axe swung down, its sharp edge arcing towards her head. She grabbed a stone, that was hanging around her neck and closed her eyes. With loud explosion of sound, the axe-head broke apart. Big Mac was thrown back, by the sudden impact. Zecoras eyes were glowing golden with magic. "So he corrupted you, too.", she said, looking at Macintosh, whose face was contorted by rage. "Then, I will not hold back."

With that she threw back her robe. Her voluptuous body was covered by a sleeveless robe, that was held together by a crude rope. Every free inch of her body was covered in talismans, chains and trinkets. Around her waist several skulls were tied up. Her hand touched each one of them. "Cursed souls, come to me. Let your wrath run free!"

Long ethereal arms stretchet out of the bones. Then followed a torso, then the legs. Soon half a dozen skeletal ponies floated beside her, wailing angrily. She pointed at Big Mac and with a wrathful screeching they descended on him. But the farmer was ready. Before they could reach him, he grabbed Appleblooms amulet and held it out in front of him. Once again, the amulet exploded in blue moonlight. With screams of pain the ghosts were repelled and retreated hastily back into their skulls.

Zexis saw his chance, just as Big Mac was getting up. They both charged at Zecora. She touched a trinket on her right arm. Big Mac threw a straight and his fist impacted. Zecora grunted in pain, but miraculously held her ground against the monstrous strength of her adversary. She then grabbed his hand, touched another trinket, with began to glow, and then threw him with a loud roar against Zexis. Big Mac was lifted of his hooves and Zexis could only raise his arms in defences before the heavy stallion crashed into him.

They both fell to the ground. Zexis was the first one on his legs again. He shook his head and looked up. Just in time, as Zecora was once again throwing a force blast his way. He jumped to the side, letting the invisible shockwave tear through forest behind him. His breath ran ragged. This was getting nowhere! Zecora had a counter against everything they threw at her. They needed something to turn the tables, something she didn´t expect.

His eyes went over to Birdhoof. The unicorn was bleeding from several bitemarks, but up on his hooves, backing away from the remaining Timberwolves. Zexis remembered the feeling he had at their first encounter with them. That he could maybe exert some influence over them, if he was just a bit stronger. He didn´t know why, but somehow he had the feeling, he could do it now.

He grabbed Big Mac by his shoulder. "Keep her occupied!" The stallion nodded and then charged with a load roar once again.

Zexis turned around, ignoring the explosion behind him and the painful cursing of the farmer. With quick steps he approached the Timberwolves. They felt him and turned around, angrily growling at him. Zexi locked eyes with the one in front, the Alpha. He could feel the magic that coursed through the golems body. The spirit that was directing its movement. Its intent. It was filled with hate. Hate on the living, hate on the flesh. Hate on everything that dared to cross the Everfree.

Zexis took a deep breath. The world grew dim and quiet, as he focused his will on this creature. As he let his affinity course through him and establish a connection between them. He felt the wrath of the forest, his wounds, which hadn´t healed for over a millenia. His oppressive will, which couldn´t be broken. But it can be twisted...

He saw the ethereal leash between the Timberwolf and Zecora. His hand reached out and tucked on it. He didn´t have the strength to sever the bond. But he didn´t need to. His will reached out to the forest and his tongue began its work. "You are the Everfree.", he said, "So, why do let yourself be bound?"

"I AM BOUND BY NO ONE. I AM EVERFREE!"

The zebra shuddered at the overwhelming force, that rocked his soul. He gritted his teeth and continued: "Then prove it. Break your chains. Overthrow the mortal, who dares to bind you and use you for her own gains."

For a tense moment, there was silence. Zexis could hear Big Mac´s body impact on the ground behind him, the stallion being pushed away by Zecora, who now had activated all her trinkets and whose strength was boosted to new heights. The stallion grunted, his hands locked with hers, and was steadily forced back, step by step, by the unyielding shamaness. "Does your name weigh so little?"

"....NO...IT DOES NOT!"

Zexis was thrown back, the psychic backlash forcing him to his knees. The Timberwolves snarled and then charged.

At Zecora.

A yelp of surprise escaped her lips, before they were upon her. One was biting into her shoulder, two ramming her legs and the alpha jumped at her face. She stumbled, being weighed down by the sudden assault. Her hands rushed over her body, before touching a talisman in the shape of shield. A dome of light expanded from her body, throwing the Timberwolves off. She composed herself, trying to catch a breath.

But then Big Mac came. With gritted teeth he punched the shield, sending ripples through it. Zecora kneeled under the pressure and held her talisman tight. Macintosh threw another punch and another and another. Every single impact caused cracks to appear. Then, with a loud roar, he took a step back and threw his right fist forward, with all his might.

The shield broke apart. Shards of light flew through the air and Zecora staggered, screaming in pain. "The necklace!", screamed Zexis. "Take the pearls!" Big Mac rushed forward and grabbed the necklace. He pulled back and, with a snap, ripped it apart.

Birdhoofs horn sprung back to life. "Restrain her hands! Now!" He nodded and grabbed Zecoras wrists in his telekinesis. Big Mac kicked her legs out from under her and the shamaness fell to the ground. Zexis then sprang forward and grabbed the numerous trinkets and chains on her arms. He ripped them apart, yanking them from her body. Birdhoof extened his arcane grip towards her ankles and Big Mac helped Zexis with disarming their enemy. But other than the zebra he chose the short route. His big hand grabbed Zecoras robe and with a brutal tug, tore it apart.

Soon, after a few seconds, she layed before them. Naked, her arms and legs held on the ground and her face pressed in the dirt. Beaten...

...

"So, what do we do now?", asked Birdhoof. He held Zecoras extremities firm in his magic. They had turned the zebra around, so that she laid with her back on the ground. Her supple D-Cups bounced, as she threw herself against the restraints. Her screams were muffled through the robes, they had put into her mouth as a gag. "I mean, we cannot kill her, right?"

Big Mac snorted. He stepped near her and then punched her in the gut. Zecoras eyes bulged in pain. "Maybe not. But I plan to make her regret ever touching my property."

"You mean your sister, right?", asked a confused Birdhoof.

"Of course, I meant that.", snapped Big Mac, before punching her again. The his fist lingered on her lower abdomen, before slowly traveling down to her exposed nethers. His thick fingers traced around her labia and his furious eyes got a lusty glimmer to them.

Zexis couldn´t suppress a grin anymore. Big Mac had turned out quite wonderfully. He reached into his pouch and brought forth a little bottle. "I have an idea, what the appriopriate punishment would be.", he said.

The Corrupter coalesces onto an unfamiliar plain.

White ground extends far off into the horizon in every direction, and snow howls down from the dark sky in huge swaths. A mighty blizzard rages down upon this unknown land, massive in scope and power. But even the devastating blizzard is outclassed by the sight in front of the Corrupter. The very earth trembles and quakes as an army moves. Millions, hundreds of millions of troops, all clad head to toe in enchanted steel, march forward in uninterrupted, perfect unison. They are grey against the pure white brilliance of the ground they march. The army is twenty men deep, and stretches off farther than the eye can see over each horizon. The first two rows of soldiers carry devastating fire cannons that drown out the storm itself as they spew gallons of fire from red-hot barrels. The roar of the flamethrowing frontmen, and the relentless thunder of endless marching metal make the storm seem like but a whisper, a gnat to this unshakable force.

What exactly the great army is fighting is unclear, shadowy forms flicker and dance in front of the wall of fire, steam, and ash that spew from the metal behemoth, but from the way that not one section ever stops marching forward, it is very clear that the other side is losing decisively.

To the left of the Corrupter, from a simple brown command tent, strides Stardancer, his gaze imperious as he stands upright and looks out over the battlefield. He is clad not in his usual black and gold cloak, but in a light brown fur-lined coat that the snow does not seem to touch, always moving just slightly out of the way as he walks. His attention turns to the Corrupter, and he walks over with a crisp military gait, seeming every bit a determined general. He says nothing as he scans the text, glancing quickly from line to line. In a few seconds his eyes snap back to the center of the Corrupter, and he states,

"So. Undead, and a fight. Ghosts specifically, not zombies. Unfortunate, zombies are usually stupider, If there is a fight to be had with these creatures I want an advantage over them. Resistance to Dark Magic will help with that. Were this any other time I would then suggest spending the rest of the points on snagging all of the 1 CP stats to give Zexis a good baseline, it never hurts to be semi-decent at everything, and really good at a few things. But seeing as how this is war, military advantages must be considered first, Tough, then, and an affinity for Earth. Any soldier of the enemy's that can be turned to our side, such as the Timber Wolves, will be doubly useful. And your connection to the original corrupting agent, Eros, gives you an innate advantage over them as apposed to Zecora."

Stardancer turns his cold amethyst eyes back to the raging battle, where what is undoubtedly his army continues to march unnabaited. They have marched so far now, that they trample over the charred corpses of what once were their enemies. Thousands upon thousands of horribly burned bodies lay dead, being quickly drowned in the biting snow, On every body is the molten remnants of what appears to be some sort of face plate. A mask, perhaps?

Still watching over the scene of chaos, Stardancer continues, "I love a good long breaking of the mind. A real challenge. One that I can take pure satisfaction in crushing. Utterly,"

His icy gaze returns to the Corrupter, and he speaks, "I suggest doing do with Zecora. We will gain much should we completely break her. And I mean completely, I would never let her see the light of day again after breaking one as dangerous as her. Train her to be suspicious, paranoid, let her believe you to be her only friend, salvation, savior, god. After her we move on to other conquests. Other prizes. I wonder, if there is an order of holy knights that keep this code of Celestia's. No doubt they would be among the elite, exemplary forces that she keeps as her right hand in all matters, It is merely one course of action, but I would like to discuss it. What if you were to Corrupt Ponyville... and then let it be known? Go to Celestia as a faithful supplicant, begging her to save a town from taint. You fight valiantly alongside these knights, and prove yourself. Join them, and be excellent. Rise among their ranks as an exemplar, make Celestia take notice of you... and want you. Perhaps this plan is to early in its proposal. Perhaps it will be dismissed as folly. But I believe it makes a nice little idea to discuss."

Stardancer turns to the fight once more, hooves clasped behind his back, "Prepare well for the coming storm Zexis. Healing potions, poison cures, talismans against creatures of earth and death. Be fast, be smart, and keep your wits about you."

With a wave, Stardancer dismisses the Corrupter, still observing the slaughter of thousands with a cold stare.

"Seriously?" Birdhoof took a step back. Even Big Mac looked a little bit shocked.

"A littel much, don´t you think?", he said. "I mean, she is stupid bitch, yes. But, breaking her mind? I-I dont know, if that..."

"Think about it this way.", interrupted him Zexis. "We have just attacked and beaten up a friend of Princess Twilight Sparkle. Justified or not, how do you think will she react, once Zecora goes to her and rats us out." That brought terror upon their faces and Zexis could see Big Mac hesitate. "And besides, nopony but Applebloom visits her regulary. We just say, that her mind was overloaded by the spirits and that I will take care of her. Nopony will suspect a thing"

Big Mac was uncertain. "Applebloom will not...she would need to lie..."

Zexis nodded. "True, but I am sure we can make understand. After all, you are her brother." Then he looked down on Zecora, his gaze following her curves, her ample tits and her wide hips and he grinned lecherously. "And besides...a bitch like her deserves a good spanking."

That did it. Big Mac looked at the Moon Talisman around his neck, then to Zecora. His gaze grew hard and uncaring and he nodded. "Fuck it. Let´s do it."

Zexis opened the bottel and took out four pills. Then he considered again and took five instead. No need to hold back now. He then stepped towards Zecora and removed the gag. She gasped in fear, as she saw him. Her eyes went to Macintosh. "Please! You can´t let them do this! He is...he wants to destroy you all. He is pure evil!", she spouted, "I was a good friend to your family, Big Mac. Applejack would not..."

SLAP!

Her head rocked to the side, as Big Mac hand hit her right across the muzzle. He grabbed her neck and pressed, strangeling her lightly. "Not. Another. Word. About. My. Sister.", he growled. "You will shut your mouth, fucking bitch! There are better uses for it." His eyes were cold, as he yanked her muzzle open. Zexis snickerte, as he forced her to swallow five Hormone Pills. Even her resistance to drugs would falter, once they would kick in.

"I take the cunt.", said Big Mac, dropping his trousers and revealing his monster-cock, standing proud at twelve inches. Zecoras eyes widened in panic at that sight.

"Then I take the front. Birdhoof, you can take her anal virginity.", ordered Zexis and popped out his ten inch. Birdhoof nodded eagerly, not caring that he got the backdoor.

He took Zecora and propped her up over him. Zexis grabbed her arm, with his dick dangeling in front of her face, smearing pre-cum over her muzzle. Big Mac grabbed her legs, yanked them apart and stood ready at her pussy. "Make sure, she doesnt bite.", said Zexis. Birdhoof dropped his telekinesis on the wrists and legs and forced Zecoras mouth open. "On one. Three, two....one!"

Simultaneously they thrusted forward. Big Macs cock forcing Zecoras folds apart, hammering into her tight pussy. Birdhoof entered her anus, forcing her sphincter to clench and earning himself some muffeld screams of pain from their victim. Zexis slowly entered her mouth, letting her saliva coat his prick, before inching forward. His hand slapped her face. "Relax, my dear. It will make things much easier.", he whispered. Zecora just screamed.

Big Mac soon reached an obstacle. His cock hit the hymen. He grunted and pulled out, until only his head was in. Then he thrusted brutally forward, punching through her hymen and tearing it apart. Blood flowed out of the pussy, but he didn´t care. In reckless abandon he hammered her inside, not caring for her pleasure, just indulging in his first time.

Birdhoof was comparatively more restrained. He waited patiently until Zecoras sphincter relaxed for a second and then bucked. He repeated this process, forcing his dick up her shit-canal. Inch by inch.

Zexis on the other hand, did nothing. He let his prick lay in his victims throat and instead began to fondle her breast. Her tits were marvelous. Full, bouncy and without any sagging. He grinned, as he pinched her nipples, earning a stifled moan from Zecora. "Seriously, what did you do with these jugs? They cannot be natural.", he teased her, bending and sucking on them.

"Probably enlarged with drugs, that bitch.", grunted Big Mac. "Stupid slut. Wanted to seduce somepony, huh? Wanted to do the same to my sister, right!?" He punched her in the abdomen, lightly, pressing it against his dick. "Wanted to turn my little, beautiful sister into a little cocksucking, titfondling bimbo. Pump her full with drugs, until she is nothing but fuckmeat." Spit flew from his mouth, as he talked himself into a rage, letting his darkest fantasies out. "Well, guess what. We are going to do that to YOU!", he said and increased his pace.

Zecora groaned and screamed, but Zexis could hear her moaning as well. Soon, Macintosh´s slapping hips began to gain a squelching sound, as her cunt began to get wet, despite his brutal fucking. Blood was soon replaced by fluids, as her body instinctively began to get aroused. Big Mac noticed that and reached down, pinching her clit. Zecora moaned louder, quivering. Her pussy squirted in a sudden, violent orgasm.

"Fuck yes. That sluts getting into it.", exclaimed Birdhoof, as he bucked his hips faster. His prick was now buried until the hilt into Zecoras backside and the unicorn began to thrust in a steady pace, while routinely slapping her butt. "Come on, shake those hips!"

Zexis grinned, as he saw tears fall down the face of the shamaness. Shame filled her mind, over the lust she began to feel. He massaged her breast and finally began buck as well. Soon, his spit-covered rod began to enter her throat and plug it. Her eyes bulged, as she got no air. Her hands wailed, but Zexis hold them firm. Just as her eyes rolled over in her head, he pulled out.

Zecora breathed hard, trying to get as much air as possible. Then Zexis thrusted forward again, his cock entering her open muzzle again. He lowered his head to her ear. "Start sucking or I will do it again." Zecora shivered and began to roll her tongue over his prick. Her cheeks hollowed, as she began to suck on it. First hesitantly, but soon, as the pills began to fill her bodies bloodstream, eager to please.

Her screams began to die down and were replaced more and more with lusty moans, as the barriers in her mind, her inhibitions, were violently torn down. Her head began to drown in pleasure, as hormones ran wild, overriding every capacity of thought. Soon she began to move her hips. Pressing them against Big Macs pelvis, as his cock began to fill her completely, throwing herself from one climax to another. Her overflowing juices were trickling down, coating Birdhoofs penis and making it slick. Zexis grunted in satisfaction. "Thats right. No matter how much you hate it. Your body knows what you are. A stupid, needy slut." He began to take out his cock, strocking Zecoras face with it. Coating her panting, moaning muzzle in saliva and precum. "Accept it. Embrace it. Let it erase everything else."

Zecora moaned loudly. Her tongue ran over his prick, her resistance evaporated. Zexis let go of her hands and they rushed down, fondling and pressing her own tits together. He grabbed her head and pressed his cock into her mouth again. Then he began to thrust into her throat, violently and with complete abandon. Zecora groaned, as her mind turned white. Every brutal hammering snuffing out more of the lights, erasing more of what was her. Her neurons overloading, sparks exploding in her oxygen-starved brain. Pain and pleasure flowing into one another.

Her legs were free, as Big Mac had grabbed her hips and his own became a blur, as he punched his prick into her overflowing love-canal with a blistering pace. Without even knowing it, she crossed her legs behind his buttock and pressed him against her. Holding him close, letting his thrusts corrode her will even more.

These were the stallions, who beat her. Who will destroy everything she held dear and turn her into nothing more than a moaning, quivering cumdumpster. Who will corrupt her beloved Applebloom and throw Equestria into Chaos and Debauchery.

And she loved it.

With a loud groan, all three stallion reached their climax. Cockheads flared and sperm was spraying into her, coating her womb, her throat and stomach. Zecora screamed one final time, as the strongest orgasm yet rocked her entire body. She felt something in her mind shatter. Then only white.

Big Mac pulled out, his penis flaccid and his breath ragged. Birdhoof continued to pound, his libido urging him on. Zexis jacked off over Zecora dumbly grinning face and, with a grunt, released some strands of sperm that hit her muzzle. Zecoras eyes were rolled up in her head and her entire body twitched, rocked with spasm. Big Mac looked down on the zebra, that a few minutes ago seemed so terrifying. And now she was reduced to nothing more than a cumrag. She had all this power, and yet, one good fucking had broken her. He looked to Zexis, who was positioning himself now between the legs.

"Is that your plan?"

Zexis stopped and looked at him. "What do you mean?"

Big Mac pointed at Zecora. "For Applebloom. Ponyville.", he said, "Do you want them all to be like this?"

Zexis looked at Big Mac, appraised him. He tought for a moment, ignoring the squelching sound of Birdhoofs hips slapping against Zecoras backside and the broken zebras moans. Then, he nodded. "Yes, more or less."

Big Mac stared at him, slowly stroking his cock. His gaze fell over his jeans, discarded to the side. He heard Zexis ask: "Are you in?"

His eyes met the zebras. Zexis had a cruel, dirty smile on his lips. His hands were holding Zecoras legs apart, presenting her cumstained, winking pussy to Big Mac. The stallion stood up, grabbed Zecoras hips und plunged his semi-erect cock into her sperm-filled insides.

"Fuck yes."

BP: 4

Relationships updated!

Big Macintosh

Willpower: 5/10
Corruption: 7+3/10
Lust: 6+1/10
Secrets: Siscon, wants to be dominant
Traits: massive cock, massive balls, extremly strong, huge body, Misogynist

New Ally gained!

Big Macintosh

Advantages: Enforcer, physical Labor
Status: temporarily loyal

Mind broken!

Zecora

Traits: huge tits, cumdumpster, mind broken

Author's Note

Phew,
believe it or not, I sat on this chapter for two whole weeks. The difficulties were mostly because of I wanted to depict how terrifying and how powerful of an oppponent Zecora could be. But on the other hand, I also wanted to emphasize here utter defeat later on. This contrast was difficult to produce. The greatest danger was in making the victory seem like an asspull, instead of being earned. Thats why it took so long. It would be really appreciated, if you would give me feeback, wether or not I succeded in my efforts.

I also wanted to show the clear difference in Corruption between characters. Maybe some of you noticed already, but Big Mac´s corrupted personality is quite different as Scoots. Thats because he was corrupted by maxing out his Corruption-Stat, while Scootaloo was converted by bringing her Lust to 10/10. While her support is won purely out of an desire to satisfy her libido, Big Mac is now allying with Zexis, because the zebra (and in extension you) twisted his morals and personality to the point, where he agrees with his worldview.
This shows you, I hope, what you can expect to get, depending on how Zexis corrupts his environment. At least, more or less. There will be variations.

Now on to other matters.
There was a debate, wether or not to break Zecora. Some were against it, but after scouring through all the comments, I saw that the majority was for breaking. Which was not so bad, as you will see, once the next Interlude comes around.
The voting was actually pretty close. Fast and tough got the most (9), while Resistance to magic (Dark) was close behind (8). It got tricky with the last trait, because there were three candidates. Both Martial Arts, dexterous and affinity to plants had seven votes, so I had to choose. Martial Arts went out first, because there weren´t enough CPs left. Between dexterous and Affinity I decided to toss a coin again, like last time and affinity won.
Which turned out to be not so bad, because of the Boss battle. You see, I was fully prepared to let Zexis fail this one, if you guys couldn´t come up with decent strategies or picked unfitting traits. It wouldn´t have been a Game Over, but it would had certainly dragged the battle with zecora out.
In the end, it turned out that the affinity was the key to winning (mostly because the strategies were a little subpar, but thats alright). The greatest advantage Zexis had, were numbers. Zecora took care of that, when she ambushed him and had Timberwolves ready. In a duel she was pretty much unbeatable (different story, if you guys had picked other traits. Hint: Upgrades), so the only way to get her, was to overwhelm her. Luckily for you, Zexis managed that.

Also, for those, who hadn´t heard it already: I am currently holding an OC-Contest. You get the chance to place an OC into the story. Don´t expect any major roles, it depends on how the story unfolds itself. Any details, as well as the rules, you will find on my blog. Make sure, to also read the comments below it, because there are some of the question I answered concerning the rules, as well as some clarifications.
The deadline for the contest is 31. May. Any entries after that date will be ignored. I will announce the winner in Juni/July.

Now, the only thing left for me is to wish a good time and hope for activity in the comments. Have fun, you all.