“F-f-fuck!” Merry gasped softly before diving in for another kiss.

Setter made some sort of muffled noise, whatever it was smothered by Merry’s affections. The chair beneath them creaked dangerously, but Merry didn’t care in the slightest. If the chair collapsed, it would only drive Setter’s cock deeper inside of her. The thought alone made her pussy clench.

They were bathed in bluish light from the monitors behind them, the room’s other lights having been turned off at her request. On the largest one, the snake was having her way with the sandwich maker. All while poor, poor Cheerilee looked on. Merry would have laughed if she wasn’t so busy with the kissing.

Setter adjusted his grip on her ass, fingers digging into her firm rump as he pushed her up and pulled her back down on his cock. Every stroke, every thrust was divine. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d allowed anypony to… defile her like this. And here she was, letting a Pegasus have his dirty, sweaty way with her.

There were sounds in the room aside from the creaking of the chair and the slap of their hips. The microphones picked up everything with crystal clarity. Merry could hear the soft, frightened noises Cheerilee was making. She could hear the snake’s muffled moans, as well as each and every slimy, wet gulp.

She broke from the kiss with a wet ‘Muah’, a trail of saliva still connecting their lips. She broke it with a swipe of her tongue, grinning down at Setter. The Pegasus was leaning forward, eyes clenched shut and jaw set as he continued to fuck her. The sight almost made her laugh.

Merry swung her body, making the chair turn around a little. She craned her head, trying to get a good look at the action on screen. Cheerilee was moving, trying to run when she tripped and fell. Merry’s chortle was choked by a gasp as Setter hit a sweet spot. She leaned down, shoving his muzzle between her breasts and planting sloppy kisses on his forehead. But she still watched the screens out of the corner of her eye.

The snake had followed Cheerilee out into the hallway, swallowing down the last of the sandwich maker.

Merry hissed, riding the waves of her orgasm as she came hard over Setter’s dick. She slumped forward, lay on top of him, panting, as he continued to chase his own release. She heard him grunt and slam into her once more, releasing a few shots of warm cum into her.

And then he too slumped back in the chair, eyes rolling back into his head, and his jaw hanging slack.

They laid there like that for a minute or two, the only sounds audible in the room being their labored breathing. Finally, Merry pushed herself up, running her fingers through her messy mane.

“I haven’t cum that hard in years,” she said, sighing blissfully.

Beneath her, Setter chuckled tiredly. “You’re welcome.”

Merry smirked and slowly crawled off of Setter, moving on unsteady legs back to her chair. She fell into it, leather squeaking under her naked butt. She giggled and lurched forward, squinting as she looked around for her clothes.

“So you, ah, enjoying the show?” Setter asked, still panting.

Merry shot him a smirk as she plucked her panties from the floor. “You could say that.” She looked back to the screens as she tried to put the undergarment back on. “Hey, where did she go?”

Setter blinked a few times before shake his head and sitting up. He scooted over to the keyboards, tapping a few keys that cycled through the cameras. The screen flicked through a few shots of empty rooms and hallways before Setter suddenly stopped on one room. There was a suitcase laying open on the bed and through the speakers Merry could hear a shower running along with somepony humming.

“Taking a shower, huh?” he said, a grin slowly spreading over his face.

“Who’s room is that?” Merry asked as she looked around for her bra.

“One of the students. The pink one,” Setter replied, snickering.

Merry shot him a dirty, but amused look. “Looking to trade me in for somepony younger already?”

Setter scoffed. “Please. Hey, I’ve got an idea.”

“What?” Merry said, getting up to pull on her skirt.

“Why should we let the Boss have all the fun. I got some stuff in the closet down the hall.” He grinned toothily. “Why don’t we do a little hunting of our own?”

“Sounds fun. But, won’t your boss be offended if we poach one of her meals?”

Setter scoffed again. “Please, we’re not going to eat her, are we? We just do a little stalking, give the bitch a good smacking around, and then leave. It’s just a bit of fun and the Boss won’t mind at all.”

Merry’s lip curled into a sadistic smile. “Well, nothing wrong with a bit of harmless fun, is there?”

Laser Bright walked through the gardens, Token’s jacket drawn tightly around her, head sunk low into the collar. The grass beneath her shoes was still green and healthy, in spite of the fall weather. Was it enchanted or was it just some sort of… special grass?

Probably not special in the same way the grass she got off Miss Cheerilee was.

Laser Bright smirked. She should have known better. Any stoner that manages to get to Miss Cheerilee’s age has to have gotten bored of the regular stuff.

Laser Bright took another deep breath of the crisp night air. Aside from the few statues of weird naked goat dudes and naked fairies and naked who-knew-what, this garden was really peaceful. Even if it did seem to have been allowed to run wild.

Laser Bright pushed through what at some point might have been a nicely trimmed hedge and found herself in a small field of flowers just across from where the bedrooms were. At the edge of the field where she was, the flowers reach to her ankles, maybe mid calf. But farther in, the flower stalks grew higher and higher, quickly rising to what could easily be shoulder height, if not above her head. They grew right to and up the wall of the castle. There were roses, foxgloves, and lily-of-the-valley, but most prominent were the tulips.

Laser Bright slowly waded into the field, reaching out to brush her fingers gently long the petals of the blooming flowers. This place was definitely enchanted.

Laser Bright skirted the higher and denser patched, nearing the castle wall. She came to a halt, a thought entering her mind.

“Might never get a chance to do this again,” she said with a smile as she fished he phone from her pocket.

She quickly moved to her music folder, selecting the appropriate song. Just as it began to play, she heard someone shouting above her. She looked up and squinted at the figure leaning out of the second floor window.

“Miss Cheerilee?” She called up, only then noticing the figure climbing down the castle wall, moving from one conveniently place flagpole to the next.

Miss Cheerilee, oblivious to the large creature approaching, was shouting down to her. “Laser Bight! Find the others and call the police! There’s been a mur-!”

Miss Cheerilee was cut off as the climbing figure stuck their head into her view. The figure climbed around to perch itself on the bottom of the window. Now that it was still, Laser Bight could get a good look, even in the low light cast by the lampposts.

It was the Lamia from before. Val, as she had insisted on being called. She lacked her suit from earlier, apparently naked now. For whatever reason.

Laser Bight heard Miss Cheerilee shout. “Laser Bight, run!”

Val darted forward and then moved back, tilting her head. It was hard to tell, but it looked like the Lamia sighed. Val’s head then suddenly perked up and she turned around, her eyes meeting Laser Bight’s. The Lamia’s face split into a wide, tooth-filled grin that made Laser Bight’s blood run cold. She detached herself from the wall and landed on the ground with a dull, heavy thud.

Laser Bight found herself turning and running, her body deciding to act before her brain could fully process what was happening.

Laser Bight pushed flower stalks aside, hearing the rustle of Val moving through the flowers behind her. She was sweating, the jacket suddenly feeling heavier than before on her shoulders. She twisted and doubled back, ducking down as she hit the taller sections of the field. And yet the Lamia seemed to follow her every move perfectly. How-

Laser Bight almost smacked herself in the head. She threw her phone in a random direction and then headed off in the opposite. She slowed and crouched lower, trying to make as little noise as possible before coming to a complete stop. The rustle of Val veered off, following her phone. And then, it was suddenly quiet, aside from the muffled sounds of her phone still playing the song.

A voice spoke up. “Clever, aren’t you?” Laser Bight heard scales scrap against stalks as the Lamia moved around. “Why are you hiding?”

Laser Bight covered her mouth, afraid her breathing might bring Val. If she tried to run, Val would hear her. If she tried to move slowly, she would have to stand up and Val would see her. She looked down, barely able to see her hand in the low light. She’d gone all clear again. Hadn’t done that without meaning to in ages.

Gave Mom a heart attack when I got lost and she couldn’t see me…

Something clicked into place in Laser Bight’s head.

She heard the song become louder. Val must have picked up her phone and turned the volume up by accident. Laser Bight took the chance and quickly shrugged off the jacket and pulled her shirt over her head. She laid back in the dirt, careful to avoid the flower stalks around her. She wiggled out of her pants and underwear, pushing them off along with her socks and shoes.

Laser Bight immediately regretted her decision as a breeze passed through the field. She clenched her jaw, mindful of her chattering teeth. She looked down at herself, she was certainly there, but from a distance, she should be hard to see. She stood up slowly and looked around. Val was a few dozen paces away, looking around the field.

The Lamia’s eyes passed right over her without stopping.

Slowly, Laser Bight moved toward the hedge. She squeezed between the widest gaps she could find between the flower stalks, moving them slowly aside when there was not enough room. She made it halfway to the hedge when she heard Val move behind her. She looked back, seeing the Lamia’s head disappearing beneath the blooming bulbs. She faced forward and kept moving.

Laser Bight was closing the distance to the hedge, the flowers becoming shorter and more densely packed. When she was perhaps a dozen yards away, she stepped on something thin and sharp, almost allowing a hiss of pain to escape her.

Behind her, she heard Val call out. “Why don’t you just come out? Let’s have a chat, ah?” she heard Val suck in a deep breath. “Ah, you’re cold, aren’t you? Running around naked.” She sucked in another breath.

Laser Bight took a step forward. But when she tried to take another, pain lance up from her foot. A thorn had stuck in her heel.

“Ah, you know, it is a bit difficult with all these tulips and roses, but I can still smell you.” Val sucked in another breath, letting it out with deliberate slowness, sighing as if she had tasted something pleasant.

Laser Bight swallowed past the lump in her throat and steeled herself. She arched her feet, hoping to avoid stepping on the thorn. And she ran.

She crashed through the hedge, its branches scratching her flesh through her thin, transparent fur. She more limped than sprinted along the path through the garden, trying to remember the way back to the door. She could hear the sound of wood and plant breaking as something massive approached from behind.

There. A gap in the growth. The bench she and Token had sat on. It was there, across a short expanse of grass. And from the bench, the door was a stone’s throw away. She could make it. She could make it.

But she didn’t.

A tail, massive and greener than the vegetation around her, looped around her waist. It yanked her back and off her feet, coiling around her legs and then over her torso. Her arms were free to pound fruitlessly against the scales as she was turned to face the tail’s owner.

Val smiled at her. Like how a cat would smile at an injured mouse. It was then that Laser Bright was able to confirm that the Lamia actually was completely naked. Her bosom heaved as she took a heavy breaths, pert nipples standing out either from the cold or from excitement.

“That’s a clever trick,” Val said with a breathy laugh, peering at her.

Laser Bight continued to struggle as Val held up her phone. The Lamia turned it over in her hand, pulling the back off and popping the battery out. She tossed the battery and phone away and drew herself closer to Laser Bight.

“Shh,” Val hushed softly, touching a hand to Laser Bight’s cheek. “Calm down, it’s alright.”

Laser Bight refused. She lashed out, hoping to catch Val’s face in her hands. Val sighed and backed away as Laser Bight felt the coils shift around her. The loop around her chest widened and slipped up over her shoulders. Before she figure out what Val was doing, the coil came back down and tightened around her, trapping her arms at her sides.

Val smiled and held Laser Bight up higher, ducking down below the Crystal Pony. Laser Bight opened her mouth, whether to ask a question or hurl insults she did not know. But her voice died in her throat as she felt Val’s fingers on her feet and the small measure of relief that flooded through her when the thorn was pulled from her heel.

Val rose back up, leveling her head with Laser Bight. She held up the thorn and then flicked it away. She rested an elbow on her own coil, peering at Laser Bight.

“I don’t suppose you can turn that off. For me?” Val asked in soft tone.

Laser Bight glared at the Lamia, remaining in her clear state.

Val shrugged. “Okay, dear, I understand.”

The wind blew through Laser Bight’s mane, punishing her for the sweat that had clung to the hair. She grimaced and moved her head, trying to somehow move it away from the wind.

This did not go unnoticed. Laser Bight saw Val smile at her and then felt the coils around her shift. They slipped off her legs and the coils around her torso slid down around her legs. She was still as bound as before, but now she could feel the breeze hitting her bare body between Val’s tail.

Laser Bight began writhing again, but she soon gave up on her weak struggles. She shivered, feeling her eyes tear up as the weight of her position settled on her. She was trapped. At the mercy of a monster.

Val moved close to her again, gently touching her face. “Oh, dear, what’s that matter?” Val said in clearly feigned concern as she wiped a few tears from Laser Bight’s cheek.

Laser Bight, jerked her head back, shivering again.

Val gave her a gentle smile. “Come now. I can’t help you if you don’t tell me what’s wrong.”

Laser Bight sucked in a breath, hating how much it sounded like a sob. “I’m cold,” she said quietly.

Val smirked. “Well, you did take all your clothes off, didn’t you?” she leaned in her face now inches from Laser Bright. “But, best not to dwell on that. Here, let me wipe those tears away.” Val leaned in closer and her lips parted. A long and fleshy tongue slid from her mouth, licking over Laser Bright’s cheek.

Laser Bright gasped. The tongue was wet, slick with saliva. At any other moment in time, she would have recoiled, would have gagged at the very thought of this happening. But the tongue was so warm; the saliva it left on her cheek was warm as well. But the oral muscle soon passed over her and the trail it left rapidly lost its warmth. Another breeze washed over her and she felt all the colder after the short respite.

Val sucked her tongue back into her mouth with a wet slurp. “Sorry if this is strange for you, but I really just like to do it this way. I have been called overly affectionate.”

The Lamia’s tongue snaked out of her mouth again; licking Laser Bright’s other cheek. And again, she felt the warmth of it and missed it all the more when it was gone. The tongue vanished back into its owner’s mouth, drawing Laser Bright’s eye to Val’s lips.

Val chuckled. “Now, about getting you warm. Let’s see, I could…” She tapped her chin, staring at Laser Bright for a moment before shaking her head. “Oh, this would be so much easier if I could see you, dear.”

Laser Bright sniffed. “Please, stop playing with me and just….”

Val smirked and dropped the fussy tone for a moment. “I’ll stop playing when we an have a proper face to face.”

Laser Bright was midway through a snarl when she simply sagged in the Lamia’s grip.

She sucked in a breath of cold air and squeezed her eyes shut in concentration. The very tip of her horn began to faintly glow. Becoming completely clear was a spell of sorts, but one that her body would cast by itself in times of stress. Dispelling it took a bit of effort, but slowly, the passive magic faded and Laser Bright returned to her milky-white color. She was fully visible once more.

Val smiled and her tone was friendly once more. “Oh, you are cute. Let’s see about warming you up now.”

The coils around Laser Bright loosened and moved away. Most of them. A length of tail remained around her legs and under her rump, serving almost like a seat. Val quickly drew Laser Bright into a hug, crushing Laser Bright’s chest with her own.

“Mmm, you’re softer than I though you’d be. Crystal Pony and all,” Val whispered in her ear, her voice almost tickling.

Laser Bright shivered again and tried to snuggle closer. It seemed stupid. It was stupid. This Lamia, this monster had done something to Miss Cheerilee. And she was no doubt planning to do something horrible to Laser Bright. Why hadn’t she already? Why was Val just… toying with her?

Another cold shiver ran through her.

“Still not warming up, dear?” Val asked, moving Laser Bright away from her body to look at her.

Laser Bright shook her head.

“Well, I do have one other idea. But, I don’t think you’ll like it.”

“What is it?” Laser Bright asked softly.

Val raised Laser Bright to eye level. “Well, it’s warm inside of me. Quite comfortable too. Never had a complaint.” Her smile was wide, wider than any Laser Bright had ever seen. She licked her lips. “I think get the idea. What do you say, little pony?”

Laser Bright felt her eyes tear up again. This was what she wanted all along. Val had been toying with her. Playing with her food.

“You want to eat me?” She said, trying to choke back any sobs.

“In my defense, you do look delicious.” Val noisily licked her chops, drawing Laser Bright’s eyes to her warm, red tongue. “Mmm, almost like rock candy, but softer.”

Laser Bright blinked away her tears and met Val’s eyes. “You don’t need me to say yes. You’re going to just eat me anyway.”

“I’d rather not shove you down my throat.” Val chuckled. “But, I don’t like being out here much more than you do.”

Laser Bright squeezed her eyes shut as the wind played along her naked body again. “J-just do it.”

“Mmm, not what I was hoping for, but I can work with it.”

Laser Bright felt a gust of warm air wash over her face, smelling faintly of sex. It was the only warning she was given before her head was suddenly engulfed in moist warmth. Laser Bright’s eyes shot open, but all she could see was a pulsating, hazy red darkness. She was given a moment to appreciate the Lamia’s maw before a loud gulp echoed in her ears. Her head was squeezed into a tight tunnel, just as hot and wet as Val’s mouth.

Laser Bright felt her shoulders enter Val’s jaws, felt the Lamia’s teeth lightly scraping over her fur and skin. Drool ran in little streams down her body, teasing her with temporary heat. Laser Bright started struggling again, kicking her legs and wigging her pinned arms as Val swallowed again.

Val was taking her time now, teasing Laser Bright’s belly with her tongue, letting the cruel wind torture her naked rump and legs. She continued to kick and squirm, pricking her sides on Val’s teeth. She then felt the coils tighten around her legs and the jaws around her middle clamp down tighter.

She blew out a frustrated breath. Her normally spiky mane was matted down around her head by the fluids surrounding her. An errant bang found its way into her mouth. She spat it out and sucked in a breath of hot, thick air.

“Stop playing around and eat me, you bitch!” Laser Bright shouted, wondering of the Lamia could even hear her passed the layers of flesh surrounding her.

It seemed she did. Laser Bright suddenly felt herself tilt as her legs were lifted into the air, pointing her straight down the Lamia’s gullet. She felt the coils around her legs pulling her downward as the flesh around her rippled. She found herself getting her wish as her waist and then her thighs were drawn into Val’s hot, massaging throat. He calves were ushered past the Lamia’s lips and the soles of her feet were given the barest ticking before being swallowed.

Finally, Laser Bright was fully encased in the warmth she craved. She let out a happy sigh as her rapid decent slowed. She could still feel the pulsating flesh rolling around her, guiding her deeper. But now at a slower, gentler pace.

Blood was rushing to her head, making her feel faint. She shook herself a little, but then shrugged internally. She snuggled her cheek into the soft flesh and closed her eyes. She took a breath of the cloying air and allowed herself to be tenderly rocked into slumber.

Author's Note

Fun Fact: Xander was originally going to be the one to get ded in this chapter. Because he's black.