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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, Natural Fucker, Natural Enchanter, Enhanced Dominance

This went down excellently, and shows that for all Zexis' skills, having allies just works better for him in the long term.

I think the next step should be to immediately corrupt Apple Bloom. Big Mac is loyal right now, but he's hyped up, angry and still has drugs in his system. If we leave things too long he may start having second thoughts, and even if he ultimately doesn't revert back, living in the house of the element of Honesty puts Zexis at risk that he will crack unless he is truly loyal.

Right now Apple Bloom is in the hospital, which gives us ample opportunity to corrupt her in secret. Nurse Redheart can ward off Applejack and insist that Apple Bloom stay longer for observation purposes. During this time, have her food laced with the suggestion powder, and whenever she is in a receptive state, have Nurse Redheart explain her true role, even giving her hormone pills in the state to cement it. Once she has been broken, have Big Mac and Scootaloo break her fully, giving Big Mac his property and securing his loyalty, plus giving you an extra helper alongside Scootaloo for corrupting the children of Ponyville.

Ponyville Hospital, the next day

"I´m here."

Zexis turned around, when he heard Big Macs voice. The red stallion was walking down the corridor, waving his hand in a casual greeting. The zebra nodded back. They were standing before Appleblooms room. Zexis had let Redheart pull some strings to ensure that the filly was given a room for herself. It would prevent any interruptions from other patients.
"How was your morning?", asked Big Mac, as he stepped closer.

Zexis thought back to how Lily had found him unconscious on the floor, with the black book lying beside him. How his crotch had burned and itched. And the book itself...

"Rather well. Yours?", he lied.

The stallion grunted. "Had to help AJ. She is still worried sick. Can´t concentrate on the chores." He scratched his chin and sighed in annoyance. "Gets on my nerves, to be honest."

"Well, considering what happened it´s understandable, don´t you think?"

"Maybe. But the farm won´t run on its own.", replied Big Mac. Then he looked towards the door. "The sooner Applebloom recovers the better. How is the plan?"

Zexis looked at him. He still wasn´t sure if Big Mac was to be relied upon. "You´re sure you’re fine with tampering with her mind? I mean, it´s your little sister..."

"Aaah, don´t give me that horseshit!", interrupted him Big Mac, "I want her obedient and aware of her place. No more running around, no more Crusader bullshit and the like. If it takes breaking her stupid little mind to do that, then fine!"

Zexis nodded. It was still amazing how much of a turn Big Macs personality had taken. Not that he minded, but it was still shocking. It seemed like these feelings had been boiling for long time under the surface. And now, after the barriers holding them back were broken, Big Mac indulged completely in his dominant urges. It was interesting to witness.

The zebra grabbed the handle and opened the door. As they entered the room, they could see Applebloom. The filly lay sleeping peacefully in the hospital bed. Beside her sat Redheart, studying a chart. She wore her previous nurse uniform, not the fetishized kind and only a little make-up, to accentuate her full lips. Zexis was glad to see that she had followed his instructions to be less conspicuous.

As she saw them, she stood up and bowed deeply. "Everything is proceeding as planned, Master.", she said submissively.
Zexis nodded. "Explain to Big Mac what you are doing."

Redheart turned to the red stallion. "The master has given me some drugs, the purpose of which is to imprint our commands indelibly upon her mind . They will be applied to her in regular intervals, along with the verbal suggestions. The process is divided into multiple stages. The first one will be to undermine the subjects mental defences and make her more susceptible to the upcoming changes. The second stage will involve suggestions that will ensure her submissiveness towards the male sex and discourage her from seeking outside help."

Big Mac scratched his chin again, this time in thought. "Sounds good. But I want my imprint on the whole thing.", he said. He stepped closer to his sleeping sister. His big hand stroked her cheek. "She is mine, after all. I want her to listen to me."

Zexis looked at Redheart, who took up the clue. "Of course, Mr. Macintosh. The third stage will involve your personal suggestions. Anything you want to imprint on the subjects mind will be done at that stage. You can make her your own little slave, if you want to." The last sentence she said in a sultry tone, that Big Mac didn´t miss if his grin was any indication.

"Oh, I will. My own little naughty sister...."

Zexis cleared his throat. "So, I guess you have no complaints?", he asked.

Big Mac shrugged. "Not really, no. Sounds good to me. When will she be discharged?"

Redheart looked at her clipboard. "In about two days. The third stage will begin tomorrow. I will oversee her, so no worries about outside interference."

The farmer clapped his hands. "Good, that will get me AJ off my back.", he said with a satisfied grin. He patted Appleblooms head, running with his fingers through her mane. "Mine...", he mumbled.

Then he turned around to Zexis. "Is that everything?"

The zebra nodded. "Yes, for now. Once we are finished with Applebloom we move on the Applejack. I already have a plan for her."

"Can´t I just rape her? Tie her up and fuck her in the barn? I think a few days should do the trick. Would certainly stop her nagging."

Again, Zexis was astonished how casual Big Mac mentioned things like raping his own sister. This was not a bad thing. But it was worrisome in a sense, as it made the stallion rather unpredictable. "And how would you explain her absence to her friends? How would you prevent them from visiting her?", he countered. "besides, do you really think Applejack will be broken down by physical violence alone?"

Big Mac looked him in the eye. For a moment, silence reigned between the two of them. Then he looked away. "...I guess not. It´s just...I want this done as soon as possible.", he admitted. "Seeing her every day, knowing I could plow that ass or slap her every time she speaks up. It´s so frustrating!"

Zexis smiled in understanding. "I get you. But patience leads to victory. A few days won´t kill you. And besides..." He looked at Redheart and grinned lecherously. "If you need to get off, I´m sure the good nurse is all too happy to help you."

Big Mac looked at the white mare, who giggled and folded her hand behind her back, pushing her breasts forward. "Hmmm, that’s true.", he said. Finally, he sighed. "But not today. Have to get back to Sweet Apple Acres." He looked at Zexis. "What about you?"

"Oh, I still need a check-up. The bruises from yesterday. After that it´s over to the school."

The stallion looked at him and nodded. "another project, hmm?" He grinned evilly. Then he threw one last glance at Applebloom, licked his lips. He turned to the door and walked out, with a wave of goodbye.

Zexis waited until he was sure he was out of earshot. He turned around to Redheart. "You already planted the Loyalty Phrases?"

The nurse nodded. "It´s still unfinished, but she is breaking down. I think it is going to take another dozen repeats, but then she will be unquestioningly obedient to you, master."

"Good." Zexis smiled. This was his contingency. Should Big Mac ever act against him, he could use Applebloom to sabotage him. He wasn´t going to interfere with the stallions plans for his family, as long as they didn’t conflict with his plans. But he figured it wouldn´t hurt to have something to fall back on. After all, one couldn´t be too careful.

He stepped towards the door. "Have you time for a check-up?"

"Sure."

Redheart took her clipboard and followed him outside. They walked down the corridor and into her office. Shutting the door behind him, Zexis began to strip down. As he was removing his trousers, Redheart looked at him quizzically. "What?", he asked.

"Nothing.", she said, "It´s just that most of the time when stallions show me their junk, it´s because they managed to get a venereal disease. Is that why we are doing this?"

Zexis shook his head. "No, just an accident yesterday. I want to make sure that nothing is wrong. I need this tool after all." He pulled the trousers down and propped up his big shaft.

Redheart bit her lip at the sight. Her thighs quivered and she pressed them together. Then she coughed and tried to maintain a professional expression. Zexis could still see her need. As she touched his torso, looking at his ribs, he decided to move the conversation to something less private. "How is the corruption of the staff going?"

"Oh, nothing major so far. I think Dr. Sharp Needle might be a good candidate to start with. He constantly checks me out." She applied pressure on Zexis left side, earning herself a grunt from the zebra at the pain. "There is also Nurse Lemon Liver and Dr. Horse. There are rumors that they like each other. I could look into that."

"Do that. Begin with Needle. Try to amplify his...ugh...lust and convince him to make a move on the other nurses.", said Zexis, "Also go for the cafeteria. Some Hormone Pills should do wonders there...ouch!" He wheezed, pulling back from Redheart’s prodding. "Be a little more gentle!", he demanded.

Redheart gave him a look. "I´m sorry Master, but do you want me to do my job properly or not?"

Zexis gritted his teeth. Then after a few seconds, he sighed. She was right, of course. He had asked for this and if it was going to be of any help, he had to bear the pain. In a sense, it was also interesting to see that, despite her corruption, Redheart was still a professional nurse. Which was good. After all, it would do him no good if the hospital collapsed, because the staff was too busy screwing each other. He looked at Redheart. "Just get it over with."

...

Finally, after twenty minutes, they were finished. Redheart wrote something down on her clipboard. "Nothing is broken, thankfully. You have some bruises, but no internal damage and your ribs are fine. Sturdy body. As expected of you master." She smiled, before her gaze traveled downwards. "Your...penis is also functioning. No damages, no magical interference."

Zexis sighed in relief. He stood up and reached for his trousers, but before he could take them, Redheart moved in close. Her expression was sultry and she pressed her torso against him. "So... about the fee…" She opened a button, giving Zexis a clear view of her cleavage.

The zebra snorted. "For a moment, I forgot what a slut you were, Nurse.", he said with a dirty grin. Redheart giggled and grabbed his naked hips, letting her hand travel over his well-shaped arse. Then she playfully yelped as her master grabbed her and threw her on the examination table. "Time to give you your just reward..."

Now, as for what’s to come next. This is where I depart from many. The situation in the Castle of Friendship has slipped past our grasp, at least for the moment... at least for Spike. Unfortunate, but we had to make some sacrifice. As an upside, perhaps him reconnecting with Twilight Sparkle pushed Starlight further away from the princess. She seems angry enough for it.
However, I would advise against panic-induced, blind flailing in that direction. We would be starting more or less from scratch. It’s more important to strengthen our grip on what we can get a better handle on, such as the schoolhouse and the Apple Farm. For the former, there have been ideas noted in the past. Rope classes, trust exercises, lots of fun things to lead the younglings to proper debauchery. And with Apple Bloom in the hospital, Zexis can probably convince Cheerilee to give him even greater responsibility—and influence!—when she’s so worried over her poor, injured student.

Table Spike and the castle for now. The school is more relevant. Not only because we already have one servitor in place there (Scootaloo), but because it's another way to manipulate Apple Bloom, who will be in a confused and hurt state. She'll be vulnerable, more vulnerable than she will be with Applejack watching over her. And we need to corrupt Apple Bloom as Mac has come to join our side due to this very promise.
Also, I admit to finding the schoolcolts and schoolfillies rather interesting targets. Unless Zexis' influence is completely purged, even if he should fail, these ponies will carry his teachings to wherever they're drawn in life—the seeds of a new Equestria.
I want Zexis to try to find out any existing crushes and/or who the schoolponies think would make a good couple before he shackles them together as colt-master and filly-slave, but... I also want to hear if other Watchers have preferences. Let's call it slavery-shipping!
Lord Fimbulwinter, you mention Rumble and Pip for Diamond Tiara. Two colts for one slut, though? Throw in at least Silver Spoon for good measure! Pipsqueak has already had experience in how good it feels to humiliate Tiara. In public even! Rumble is obviously attracted to Scootaloo, whom he can't have, so Silver Spoon will be the consolation prize. She spent her whole life being 'the other filly', it's not like it'll be new to her. And her Cutie Mark is a spoon—she's a tool, she needs to be used.
Furthermore, Zexis has yet to find out what's wrong with Snips and Snails. As class clowns and believed to be idiots, what are their options? I've come to enjoy pairing them with other potential social outcasts, such as Twist with her lisp, Babs the former horrible bully in need of punishment, and Zipporwhill, whose accent shows she's not from around Ponyville. At the very least, the latter is an attractive target, as it appears her family is rather well-off and therefore another source of possible funds. But I would like to hear your thoughts, if you do have any!

At the School, later

With a skip to his step Zexis walked towards the schoolhouse. He had left Redheart in her office. She would get up after she rested a bit. And cleaned herself up. A shower would be needed, probably. Zexis himself was rather fresh, even after that rather intense session. Tired, yes. But not exhausted like yesterday. He had been able to bring Redheart to climax quicker than usual, even in succession. Surprising, after his performance yesterday.

Then again, it was entirely possible we was getting better with practice. After all, he did have a lot of experience now. It was just a matter of time until he would become a master of the carnal arts... He had probably just had an epiphany about which "buttons" to press to get a mare off. Yeah, that was probably it!

So lost in his own reflections was he, that Zexis didn´t see Mrs. Cheerilee standing at the schoolgate until he was only few feet away. He looked up and saw her looking rather...dismayed. He greeted her and walked towards her. "Good day, Mrs. Cheerilee. Is something the matter?"

The teacher shook his hand. She didn´t meet his eyes. "Good morning, Mr. Chikelu.", she said. "How is Applebloom?"

She hadn´t answered his question, noticed Zexis. That probably meant something had happened that she didn´t want to discuss in public. Not good. He decided to not press the matter. "Better. The doctors say, she will be on her hooves in about two days. No lasting damage though." He smiled reassuringly at her.

Cheerilee gave a sigh of relief. "Thats wonderful news.", she said, finally smiling a little. The whole affair seemed to have weighed heavily on her mind. Then she looked again at Zexis and the familiar, almost shameful look returned. "There is also another matter. It would be good, if we could discuss that one… in private."

Zexis nodded. So, he was right. Something had happened. "Right now? I have a class..."

"Oh, that’s right, you are holding Mr. Time Turners History lesson today. I forgot about that.", she said. Then she thought a little. "After school would be soon enough, then. When the students are gone," she added meaningfully, looking at him for approval.

Zexis nodded. So it was something she didn´t want the students to hear. Perhaps that indicated it involved one of them. Likeliest scenario, one out of his class. "Sure, no problem."

"Then I won´t keep you." Mrs. Cheerilee stepped to the side, letting him in. "Just... no, nevermind. We’ll see each other later ." With that she walked off, towards her own classroom.

Zexis looked after her. He was worried, of course. Not because one of the fillies or colts might had gotten themselves into trouble, no. But that they had somehow dragged him into it as well. He needed that position as teacher. Losing it would mean that he would have a much harder time influencing the younger generation. His hand traveled to his pocket, patting the pouches of powder in it. "Seems like we have to do damage control.", he murmured.

Then he turned around and walked to his classroom. First the lesson, then Mrs. Cheerilees corruption.

...

"Welcome to history and mythology, class.", proclaimed Zexis, to the room full of attentive foals.

"Good day, Mr. Chikelu.", came it from in unison from the fillies and colts. As usual everypony was here, except Applebloom of course. Zexis saw Scootaloo in the back. She appeared to be whispering something into Rumbles’ ear. The colts blushed and chuckled nervously.

"First things first. Mr. Time Turner sadly can´t teach you today, as he is...busy. Something about Wimey-Stuff, I didn´t quite catch it. He will be back in a few days. Until then I will take over for him.", Zexis said, going over the notes given to him, "Also, Applebloom will be back soon. She is mostly recovered now and is only waiting for the last...check-ups."
Scootaloo snickered in the background. Zexis shot her a warning glance and she smiled knowingly back. The little bitch really asked for trouble. No matter, back to the lesson. "Now where were you last time?"

Dinky raised her hand. "We wanted to begin Mythology today. Gods and stuff, I think.", she answered.

Zexis raised an eyebrow. They tackled that so late? Back in Zebrica it was one of the first things they taught you. Then again, considering Princess Celestia’s attitude towards ruling, it would make sense that she didn´t place much importance on it.

"Alright then. Let´s start with the basics.", he said, turning to the chalkboard. He began to draw a big triangle on it, before dividing it into four parts. "As you know, there exist powerful beings in Mundus. Monsters, demons and the like. One group of them is of particular importance to us. These are the gods. They exist in various forms and sizes, but they all have certain things in common with which we recognize them. Can anypony tell me what these criteria are?"
Sweetie Belle raised her hand. She looked downtrodden, but focused. "Immortality, Power and....something about prayers?", she said, a little bit unsure.

"You mean Veneration.", helped her Zexis, writing the three words on the board. "But yes, gods are by rule immortal toward the passing of time. They don´t age and possess a body at its physical height. Their individual appearance can vary, of course. Wodan is good example of a god that decided to appear as an old elk, but that is only a cosmetic choice. It is also important to know that they are not immortal in the sense that they can´t die. Heavy injuries can cripple a god or even kill them. Wodan with his missing eye, shows that gods can be hurt, though it is debated whether he lost it voluntarily, or in combat. That being said, harming them is very, very difficult."

"The second criteria is Power. Any god, no matter how minor a deity they may be, surpasses the limits of a mortal. Again, this can take many forms. Be it magic, strength or mental capacities. I believe you all know the saying "every genius has some godhood in them"… This is true to a certain extent. Many great minds turned out to be connected in some way or another to gods, be it by blood or otherwise. Consequently, this criteria turns out to be the most hotly debated among experts, as it is difficult to differentiate between a very talented mortal and one with divine lineage."

"So that´s why they banned Ravenbeak from the Equestrian Games...", commented Rumble.

"What do you mean?", asked Zexis.

"Ravenbeak, from Alba. He was an athlete who was banned from the games, because it turned out he was a great-great grandchild of some griffon goddess. Made him faster than almost anyone.", explained the colt.

Zexis nodded. "That’s a good example, and illustrates the complications that can arise from such interference. On a side note, the griffon goddess you refer to is probably The Morrigan. The Morrigan, mind you. She gets angry, if you forget that."

"Now the third and most important criteria is Veneration. This plays out in a different way than you might expect. It is common misconception that praying lends power to a god. This is a gross oversimplification, I´m afraid."

Twist raised her hand. "So my prayers don´t help Princess Luna fend off nightmares?"

Zexis shook his head. "Yes and no. You see, it is a bit more complicated than that. Gods possess something we call dominions. These are certain areas of creation for which they are responsible. They can be something physical like Storms and Thunder or something abstract like Love. From these dominions, they draw their power. As long as the dominions stay strong and relevant in Mundus, a god can keep tapping into this pool of energy to increase his power or heal his wound. Prayers can support these dominions. The more Sentients pray towards a dominion or a god that rules over it, the stronger it can get."

Again Twist raised her hand. "But, isn´t that a bit unfair?"

"In what way?"

"Well, that would mean that a god of winter would always be strong, because there will always be winter, while a god of peace would grow weak when a war breaks out.", mused the filly, holding her glasses.

Zexis nodded. "That is the case. In general, gods who possess a physical dominion have greater power than those with abstract ones. But I would like to also point out that abstract dominions can get stronger just as fast as they can get weaker. If ponies would begin to generate a lot of love, it would make a goddess of love immensely powerful. That’s where the word Veneration comes from. In contrast, a physical dominion usually stays the same. It is a certain balance, you could say."

He pointed at Twist. "Princess Luna is a special case. She is one of the few goddesses who possesses multiple dominions. In her case the physical dominion of Night and the abstract dominion of Dream. So you could say your prayers do help, as they strenghten her."

Twist smiled at that. Then Pipsqueak spoke up: "But doesn´t make her that very strong?"

"Well, kinda." Zexis looked at Time Turners notes. "Dream is a weak dominion, and while Night is generally regarded as one of the essential parts of creation it suffers under the fact, that not many sentient species are active during it. That is a complex issue. To put it simple, Lunas is equal to her sister because she holds two dominions."

The colt looked as if he wasn´t sure whether to be proud of the Night Goddess, or disappointed. Zexis couldn´t quite help with that. To this day scholars were debating how much influence Dream had over Night and vice versa. And asking Princess Luna wasn´t really an option, because one couldn´t discuss the matter without mentioning the War of the Sisters. That made the whole debate a very thin ice field. In the end, they decided to declare her equal in power to Princess Celestia. It didn´t help in stopping the discussions.

"Anyway, that´s a topic for another time.", said Zexis, moving on. He returned to the triangle. "Now that we know what makes a god, we need to learn what types of gods exist. The simplest and easiest system for that is to divide them by power and importance. The first type are Demigods." He tapped on the largest part, at the bottom. "They are the broadest group, because we include in them divine descendants like Ravenbeak, and heroes who unlocked power beyond mortals either through artifacts or other magical means. This also the only group that doesn´t necessarily have immortality. Some of them do, but it is the exception rather than the rule. They are the weakest gods, but also the only status most mortals can achieve through their own skill. Can somepony name me some examples?"

"Hoofchulain!", said Rumble

"Horcules!", piped Zipporwhill, hovering on her seat.

"Very good. Also, the Elements of Harmony, for those who didn´t know.", added Zexis, writing down the examples in the pyramid.

Sweetie frowned in disbelief. "My sister is a goddess? Really?"

Zexis chuckled. "Yes, but that would only apply when she is acting as Element, rather than in her daily life. Maybe you should tell her?"

The filly shook her head fervently. "Oh no. I would never hear the end of it."

Zexis shrugged and continued. "The next group are the Lesser Gods. These are the second largest groups, usually involving young gods and goddesses or ones with weak dominions. They act as servants for the next group most of the time or their retinue in more feudal societies. Very few of them act in their own right, but they do not possess much influence most of the time or rule over a remote area of the world. Examples would include Lady Arc of Prance or Wolfhang Mopawrt of Pawstria. Also, Princess Twilight is regarded as a Lesser Goddess."

"Now the third group is the most important one for us. These are the Greater Gods. They possess essential or strong dominions and are usually the most well known gods. Most of them are Rulers and have taken one or two nations under their wing. Some let their subject govern themselves, only intervening in certain moments, while other, like Princess Celestia, take a more active role. As with the Lesser Gods, the power between them can vary. But they all have in common that their action or absence thereof has a direct influence on our lifes. The best example is Princess Celestia herself with her dominion over the Day and Princess Luna. There are also The Morrigan, Fenrir or Lung, just to name a few."

"The last group is the one we know the least about. These are the Overdeities. You may know them as Creators. They have shaped Mundus and the everything around it. They dwarf all gods in power, but are also the least active. Some are said to be dead, killed in the Sin War, others are rumored to have left this world to its own devices. The very few of which we know of tend to not involve themselves with matters of mortals, unless it threatens Mundus itself. I doubt any of you know examples..."

"Faust!"

Zexis turned around, eyebrows high in surprise. "Come again?"

Button Mash looked like he wanted to disappear under the table, wringing his hands and looking at his hooves. "I said...Faust, Mr. Chikelu. She is said to be the Goddess of Harmony and she has created ponykind.", he mumbled.

"How do you know that?", asked Zexis, looking at his notes. There it was. Faust, Goddess of Fate and Harmony.

Button shrank down, uncomfortable with the sudden attention. "I-I... played Orges and Oubliettes. She is mentioned there and I-I looked her up in the library after that."

Rumble chuckled. "Neeeeerd....", he whispered, loud enough that everypony heard it.

Zexis frowned. "Well, this Nerd, Rumble, just got himself an A. I would suggest you look into some books as well, if you want to improve your grades."

The fillies giggled at that rebuttal and the Pegasus colt choked on his commentary. Button Mash beamed with joy at the sudden approval. Zexis gave him a warm smile. He had begun to like teaching these foals.

"Now, on to the historical accounts of gods. Let’s begin with the Minotaur Pantheon...."

The bell rang. The fillies and colts took their things and bolted out of classroom, glad that school was over. Zexis heard some of them talking animatedly about the things they had just learned. Especially Pipsqueak and Twist, who ran over to Button Mash and started bombarding him with questions. The colt looked torn between awkwardness and joy. Zexis chuckled and packed his things.

As he left the classroom, he saw Mrs. Cheerilee waiting outside. His smile vanished. "I guess, now is the time.", he said as he stepped towards her.

The mare nodded. "Yes. Join me in the teachers room."

With that she led him down the corridor and into the empty teachers room. The staff was already gone, most of them with colts and fillies outside, going home. Mrs. Cheerilee sat down on the couch that was usually reserved for Parent-Talks. Not a good sign.

"Shall I make some tea?", asked Zexis.

"Yes, that would be lovely.", said Mrs. Cheerilee.

Zexis walked over to the heater and put a full kettle on it. As he added some tea-leaves, he also took a pouch of Suggestion Powder. Then he poured the tea into two cups, before adding a generous dosage of Powder into one of them. Then he turned around and put them on the table, before sitting down on the other end. "Alright, what is the problem."

"The problem is Scootaloo.", said Mrs. Cheerilee. "She was always a bit of a wildfang, I admit. But now I fear she has gone too far."

That fucking bitch! Zexis cursed in his mind. So, the useless filly actually fucked up. Not that he hadn´t expected it, but because he had been so focused on Zecora and the Apple family, he hadn´t gotten the time to give the masochistic slut some oversight. It seemed that had come back to bite him in the arse.

Still, he remained calm. "What has happened?"

Mrs. Cheerilee didn´t look him in the eye. She was clearly uncomfortable with whole situation. "I saw her...engaging, yes… let’s call it that, some of the colts. Now, I know she is in that age and it was bound to happen sooner or later, but...." She sighed, before laying her hands on the table. "She has...sucked off her classmates."

Zexis said nothing for a few seconds, while he processed that information. So Scootaloo had done what he asked of her, in a sense. She had begun corrupting her classmates. It was unfortunate that Cheerilee had observed it. The question was how big the damage was. "That is grave news. But how does that involve me? I´m just a substitute-teacher."

Mrs. Cheerilee took a small sip from her tea. "Well, she has shown this kind of behavior, since you began teaching. Now, I´m not saying you are responsible for this, but there will be questions about this and some will look at you for answers."
Zexis nodded. That was bad. Cheerilee had made immediately the connection. She didn´t fault him directly, but it was clear that somepony less tolerant would pounce on that. "So, I assume I will questioned by the schoolboard now?"

"No, not yet. I wanted to clear the matter with you personally, before I involve anypony else. It could just as well be a misunderstanding. I don´t want to jump to conclusions.", answered Cheerilee, taking a bigger sip from her cup
A deep sigh of relief came from Zexis. "Phew, that makes things easier.", he said.

Mrs. Cheerilee looked at him confused. "How do you meant that?", she asked, drinking more from her tea.
Zexis smiled wickedly. "I mean, that I can stop you from spreading that rumor."

"W-what are talking about? I will not...." The rest of Cheerilee’s protests died down, as the powder kicked in and her eyes glazed over. Slowly she put down her empty tea-cup and stared into the distance.

Zexis leaned back on his couch and grinned. "Now then, let’s begin.", he said, cracking his knuckles, before standing up and walking over to the pretty teacher. "First things first, you don´t see an issue with Scootaloo’s behaviour.", he commanded.

"I-I don´t see.... No, I do see an issue...school morale..." Cheerilee frowned.

Zexis was undeterred. "No, you don´t see an issue. Scootaloo is a slut, and you don´t care about her enough, to mind that."

"No... No! She...i-is important...I can´t...."

The zebra leaned down, right next to her ear. "You never cared. All these fillies.... they don´t interest you in the slightest.", he whispered. His voice dripped with power, he didn´t know he had. "You are proud to be a teacher, but you don´t mind sluts and whores. You know it is inevitable, that these things happen."

"I-It is? No...I-I don´t....maybe...you´re right..." Her protest was dying down. Her expression was one of mild horror, as if she was a little bit aware, of what was happening to her. But in the end, she was powerless to stop it.

Zexis pulled out his Hormone Pills. With one hand he opened Cheerilee’s mouth, with the other he put a single pill on her tongue. The mare swallowed and the zebra grinned. "Let´s get you in the right mood.", he said and sat down next to her.
His hands traveled up her torso, reaching her vest. With a few quick flicks, he opened the buttons and ripped her blouse open. Her C-Cups bounced free and without hesitation Zexis began to fondle them. His hands massaged the lavender flesh expertly, almost on instinct. Soon, Cheerilee began to breathe heavier and Zexis could see her face taken on deeper shade of red.

"All these restrictions. All these rules. You always wanted to be free of them, just for a moment. To indulge in the adoration of your pupils. I ´m sure somepony like you always has some colts who crush on you, right? Imagine it, free from obligations, showing everypony your true face. Not having to hide anymore. Wouldn´t that be nice?"

Cheerilee panted, her arousal coursing through her body, unchecked. The barriers holding back her libido breaking down slowly. "I-I guess...I´m n-not sure..."

Zexis got bolder. His fingers grabbed the mares nipples. First he just touched them, applying a bit pressure. Cheerilee moaned quietly. Then she yelped, as he began to pinch them. Before she could get louder, Zexis leaned towards her and kissed her on her lips. Cheerilee moaned something, but soon gave up, as she melted in the zebras embrace. His tongue exploring her mouth, wrestling her down, dominating her completely.

Zexis broke the kiss and looked at the dazed, horny mare. "Scootaloo is a slut. You don´t care, you don´t mind. Because in secret you are one too. Wanting to be loved, to be taken. To get free.", he whispered.

Cheerilee swayed, blinked helplessly. All strength was fading. Her resistance evaporating. She sat there, saliva dropping from her lips, before finally saying: "Y-Yes...I-I am a slut....I want to do that too...to suck...to fuck...."

Zexis grinned. His hand went downwards, under her black skirt. His fingers trailed the inside of her thighs, before finding her honeypot. Wet and hot. Cheerilee wimpered, as he softly touched her down there. "I will give you anything you want. You know that. You saw it. Me, the zebra, the outsider. I can give you what desired for so long."

"Yeeees....I know...you give me...."

"In turn, you are willing to do everything. I set you free and you serve my every need.", said Zexis, cementing this last command.

Cheerilee didn´t even hesitate, her will broken, and nodded. "Of course...whatever you ask...."

Zexis grinned openly and chuckled. "Good, good. Let´s repeat the whole thing, before we are done."

...

Mrs. Cheerilee blinked. She sat in the couch, Zexis on the other side, looking at her questioningly. "Everything alright?", he asked.

"Yes, yes...I must have dozed off, sorry.", apologized the teacher, shaking her head, to get some clarity.

Zexis shrugged his shoulders. "No problem. You must be tired after that long day. It´s understandable.", he said, sipping his own tea. "Now, where were we?"

Mrs. Cheerilee thought. "I think...I wanted to inform you about Scootaloo’s behaviour, but to be honest, I don´t really see an issue with it anymore. Weird."

Zexis looked up. The hint of mischief in his eyes. "How so?"

Cheerliee shrugged. "Because I don´t care what that little bitch does in her free time. If she wants to whore herself out like in Manehattan, she can be my guest. I don´t waste my time on sluts!", she said with a sneer. She took her own tea-cup, which was mysteriously full again, and drank. For a moment, she hesitated, but then spat out. "In fact, forget what I said. Even if you are involved, what you do to the fillies in your classroom doesn´t concern me. If you want to fuck them, that´s your right! You are their teacher, for fucks sake!"

Zexis needed to bite his tongue to not laugh out loud. He had refilled Cheerilee’s Tea-cup and put a second pill into it, in the hopes that her changed mental state would lower her inhibition to her more ugly feelings. And it had worked perfectly! "So, you see no issue, if I propose a new class? After hours?", he asked, carefully.

Cheerilee looked at him. "Depends on the class. If it´s going to be some stupid club, you can forget-"

"I actually thought about Re-education.", interrupted Zexis.

The mares’ eyes narrowed. "In what way?"

"Well, I think it would benefit us, if we bring some certain freedom in the curriculum. Officially it would just some additional material for alchemy. Unofficially however..." He looked Cheerilee deep into the eyes and a dirty grin crept up his lips. ".... what would you say about some practical sex-education?"

Cheerilee blinked. Then slowly, she leaned forward. "Just so I get that. You want to break the Purity Laws? Turn our fillies into sluts and our colts into lustfilled studs?" She got closer, her breathing quickening and her face flushing. "Maybe even take active part in it, fucking them in open daylight? Making them understand the freedom and joys of debaucherous flesh!?"

She was now only inches away from Zexis, on the table and breathing like a bitch in heat. Zexis snickered and leaned back to get some space. "I actually thought of models and lessons in biology. But with the time I will surely get to your proposals.", he said.

Cheerilee snorted, backing off and lounging on the couch. Gone was the proper mare, he posture now more akin to a bitchy first-time teacher. "Hmph, I don´t know. The school-council won´t agree. And what do I get out of it?", she asked dismissively, opening the first few buttons of her vest like an afterthought.
Zexis saw it and took the clue. "Well, I´m sure you can manage the council. And for your reward..." He parted his legs, letting a hand trail over the outline of his raging boner, as it pressed against the fabric. "...I´m sure we can arrange something..."

Cheerilee blushed heavily, but her eyes were full of hunger. She licked her lips and chuckled. Her hand opened her blouse slowly and she threw Zexis a sultry, lust-addled look. "Oh, now we are talking.", she said.
Zexis laughed silently as the pretty teacher, now utterly corrupted, crawled over the table and put her lips on his for second time of the day.

Relationships updated!

Mrs. Cheerilee

Willpower: 3-3/10
Corruption: 2+5/10
Lust: 5+4/10
Secrets: wants to be loved by her male students
Traits:intelligent, high libido, bitchy

Apple Bloom

Willpower: 4-2/10
Corruption: 0+2/10
Lust: 3+4/10
Secrets: locked
Traits: submissive, locked

New Relationship!

Button Mash

Willpower: 2/10
Corruption: 0/10
Lust: 5/10
Secrets: locked
Traits: locked

Pipsqueak

Willpower: 4/10
Corruption: 0/10
Lust: 3/10
Secrets: locked
Traits: locked

CP: 2

Author's Note

And here is the next part. Sorry that it took so long, but I was switching jobs and combine that with summerheat and it becomes really difficult to put something on paper.

Anyway, I was suprised how clear cut the decision this time was. It seemed a lot you rather take the small long-time bonuses instead of the big joker. Interesting...
Still, it means I will probably do that again. This way we have some nice balance between interlevel bonuses and actual level-ups.

I also took the time to give some more Lore about Mundus and the Gods. Please fell free to give feedback and/or ask questions.

Oh, and what the book did? Hmmmm.....

Also, great thanks to trademark2, who edited this chapter and took it upon himself to edit the earlier chapters of my stories as well. I will put them online as soon as I can.

So, now everything is open again. Cheerilee is corrupted and Applebloom on the way to. I hope you liked this one and comment again feverishly.

Have fun.