In Pursuit of Happiness

"Pinkie...w-what are they going to do to me?" Sweetie Belle asked, despite being scared of the answer. She was still panting from all the laughter. She was too weak to fight, too weak to attempt another escape. She tried mustering a barrier to at least protect herself. But it seemed there was a certain limit on the restoration spell as it wasn't giving her the strength to even cast a small personal barrier for herself. She could see the tendrils begin to squirm about, as if looking for something. She scooched along the ground as a nearby tendril tried to sniff her out. There was still a few holes along the floor and wall that had no tentacles protruding from them. Knowing this, Sweetie Belle made sure not to drag her butt across any nearby hole in fear of it being penetrated. The tentacles themselves were slender and looked rather smooth. They seemed to also have furry little tips. Sweetie Belle could have sworn she had seen something like this in one of her creature books from her college classes. But the tips were throwing her off.

"Still can't figure it out, huh? Either that gas really messed with your mind, or you're just tired. But let me give you a hint, because I like ya! I gotta say, getting it's mother, and I use that term as loosely as possible, was really really hard. I think it ate two of the staff. Normally, ponies getting eaten isn't worth it to me. I don't like it when lives get snuffed out like that. But look at this baby go! It's amazing!" Pinkie put her leg over the other to try to refrain from masturbating further. She didn't want to lose herself to an orgasm when she was about to watch an amazing show.

"Wait...so that's..." Sweetie Belle gulped, her eyes went wide when she took another look at the tentacles. She recognized it now, even more so when some of the tentacles started to open up in a four tipped star shape, a tongue protruding and wiggling about before the mouths closed again. Seeing that, Sweetie Belle felt the cold hand of death in her throat as she somehow turned paler than her coat color. "THAT'S A PONY EATING HYDRA PLANT!" she screeched in terror, finding enough energy to get up and dart towards the far right corner of the room. It wasn't too hard for her with that jolt of energy. She started to breath heavily as she looked around for an exit, despite knowing there were none. She looked up at the ventilation shafts that released the gas. She thought about trying to tear a grate out to climb through. But surely Pinkie would just start the gas again to prevent her escape. She shuddered at the thought of her body betraying her once again to horrid cackling.

Pinkie Pie clapped in celebration, she wasn't even being arrogant or condescending about it, It was a pure congratulatory clap "Correctomundo Sweetie Belle! That IS a Hydra Plant! Yep, if I was a pony who liked exposition. I'd explain that it's a plant with a large body that protrudes many tentacles that are actually the plant's "mouths and necks". Though, unlike a real Hydra, they can't move from the spot they grow at and they can only be found in the Everfree. You'd think being stuck in one place would make them less horrifying, But they are still pretty scary, they have other ways of subduing their prey. But, again, I'm not going to explain what they are. That would be boring, I mean, Come on! YOU already know what it is. right Sweetie Belle?"

Sweetie Belle was in pure terror, pressing against the corner as her query was confirmed to be correct. She couldn't believe that this is where she would die. Right here, torn apart and eaten by a plant. If her mind hadn't shattered before, this situation certainly was putting a bat to it now. She was sobbing, quietly telling herself that somepony would save her. That surely Rarity would notice she was missing. A prince maybe?...no...as moments went on. Sweetie Belle realized the reality of the situation. And at this point. She remembered how Pinkie was looking at her, masturbating to her, wanting her. Perhaps, she thought, that if she offered herself to Pinkie Pie. She would be spared this horrifying death. "P-Pinkie...What...What if I gave myself to you, would you...let me go?"

Pinkie Pie stopped, and stood from her chair as she approached the glass to get a better view around the tentacles to see Sweetie Belle. She was confused by Sweetie Belle's words. "Give yourself to me? What do you mean?"

"I mean! I-I saw how you look at me. I-I'm..adorasexy...right?" Sweetie Belle said as she observed the tentacles. Making sure not to let herself get sniffed out by any one of them. She tried enticing Pinkie even, by sliding her fingers along her small right breast as she gave her an adorably sexy look, batting her sad eyes "If you won't let me die...I'll become...your slave."

"Ohhhhh! Now that's tempting. So tempting in fact, That I'll agree! You have yourself a deal Sweetie Belle!" Pinkie said happily, she didn't mind having Sweetie Belle as her own personal slave. That would make experimenting on her all the easier. As she would be hers and hers alone to use her to find the missing key to true happiness for everypony. Of course, that would also mean she'd have to endure any machinations that Pinkie herself would devise. Something Sweetie Belle obviously didn't care about at this point.

"Really? You mean it!" Sweetie Belle felt hope enter her heart, even if that hope was twisted by the fact that she'd have to give up her life to somepony she called her friend. Death scared her more than anything Pinkie could come up with.

"Mhmmm, all you have to do is Pinkie Promise. And do it with optimism and cheer. I want to see a smile as you do it" Pinkie said as she waited, rubbing her hand on her chin as she observed Sweetie Belle closely.

Sweetie Belle wasted no time in granting her request. As humiliating as it was, as humiliated as she felt giving herself to her now perverse and disgusting former friend, she felt if she could just survive. Maybe, just maybe. There could even be a chance she could be rescued. That she and her friends would be able to escape this miserable prison. Sweetie Belle smiled as best she could, and did the promise "cross my heart and hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye! There...now please...make them go away!"

"mmmmmmmm.....nope!" Pinkie said with a simple shrug of her shoulders.

Sweetie Belle freaked, with all her energy, she stood up and shouted at Pinkie with rage "WHAT?! BUT WE HAD A DEAL!"

"Yup!" Pinkie said with a smirk, waiting for Sweetie Belle's knees to shake and give way. Sweetie Belle fell back down on her butt, she still lacked energy to do anything. Pinkie relished in this, she was proud that her unicorn assistants had developed a spell that only rejuvenated certain aspects of a pony. Strength and actual revitalization of endurance not being one of them. "The deal was that I wasn't going to let the Hydra Plant kill you, and it won't! see, this is a bio engineered little critter. Created with the goal of happiness in mind. It's not so much "Pony" eating as it is "Laughter" eating. It just loves laughter, and this prototype does have a bit of an appetite. It'll probably be hungry again soon, and it'll look for it's next meal. Now hmmmmmm..." Pinkie tapped at her chin "I wonder how it's going to get laughter out of you?"

As if by command, a tentacle slipped out of a hole near Sweetie Belle. Her focus on Pinkie had made her fail to notice the slithering tendril reach for her small, soft, and dainty feet. And the moment it drew close enough, it used it's feathery tip to tickle across her right sole, making Sweetie Belle pull back her legs with a high pitched "EEP!"

"Yep, I wonder how it's going to do it?" Pinkie said as she leaned her side against the glass, tapping her foot and crossing her arms as she thought upon her own question.

Sweetie Belle was too focused on the tendril that brushed against her foot. She was going to try to muster another jolt of energy to try to run away. But her body still felt like jelly. And what was worse, more tendrils started to pop out of nearby holes as they gathered together and snaked towards her. Sweetie Belle leaned back at the corner the best she could. Staring at what was possibly her final moments. She didn't believe Pinkie Pie, she wasn't that smart nor could she have probably known anypony who could bio engineer a killer plant, this was all obviously a sick joke. And she was not prepared for it as she hid her face behind her legs and cried out for her sister. A few tentacles encroached upon the unsuspecting mare, but only one slithered close enough to touch her. And instead of brushing along any part of her body, it instead quickly wrapped around her right leg and pulled it straight. Sweetie Belle yelped in surprise and tried to pull her leg back. But it was to no avail. She was helpless against it. She couldn't even pull hard enough to make any headway against the plant. Nor did the plant care about her struggles as a few curious tendrils began to rub their feathery tips gently across her soft little foot. Along the sides, between her toes, and long strokes against the sole. Sweetie Belle immediately lost control of herself as her body responded to the teasing with immediate forced laughter.

Pinkie Pie raised her finger as she had a "Eureka!" moment "Oh! That's right! It's going to tickle the giggles right out of you! Yep, that's pretty much what it's for! hence why we call it the "Giggle Pet!". It brings joy and laughter to whoever comes close to it! Don't you feel lucky, Sweetie Belle? " Pinkie then realized something and pointed at her arrogantly "See, I wasn't lying to you"

But Sweetie Belle didn't hear her or care as she tried to drag herself away from the tickling tentacle. She didn't want this, this was possibly worse than death. And yet she smiled, she giggled, she chortled. She couldn't pull her foot away no matter how hard she tried. She started to bang on the ground with her fists as she tried to get a hold of herself. At least the gas didn't cause the maddening sensation tickling brings. And she was already tuckered out, making the tickling that much worse. "NOOOOHAHAHAHAHA STHAHAP! STHAHAHAP! PLEEASSSSEHEHEHEHE!". But the plant didn't listen to her giggly pleas. Instead it simply grabbed her other foot, and doubled the tickling.

Sweetie Belle was laughing madly as she flopped about like a fish. She was grabbing her head to protect it from hitting the ground as she continued to laugh nonstop, even her intermediate coughing didn't stop her torturers' merciless assault. Sweetie Belle didn't even know she could be tickled like this. She was releasing melodious belly laughs as the tentacles left no inch of her succulent feet untouched. And things only got worse from there. Sweetie Belle actually stopped her giggling for a moment when she felt a tentacle protrude from a hole she was over. It tapped at her navel with it's tip. Making her roll to her back.

When she did, the tickling had ceased all of a sudden. Why did it stop? Why did she care? It stopped, that's all that mattered. She took the time to take in as many gasps of air as she could as her laughter died to titters. When she tried to move her legs, they wouldn't budge. She then realized what happened. The plant let her flip on her back, it gave her some reprieve. But only because it was interested in other, softer, more vulnerable spots. Sweetie Belle looked up in horror as tentacles gathered around over her. "..no...no..please" She said in a weak and tired tone. She couldn't fight any more. She just wanted mercy. "P-pleeeEHEHEHEHAAHSHAHAHAHAHAHA" was the last thing Sweetie Belle said as the tentacles dived upon her. Going to work on her naked body. One tentacle gently span left and right on her navel. Two others swooshed along her pits. The tentacles that were tickling her feet resumed their work. And two tentacles that restrained her arms reached their tips along her neck. Making her move her head violently from side to side to escape their soft caress. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA" She couldn't form words now. All she could do was laugh, eventually entering silent laughter once more as the tentacles never relented tickling and teasing her. Her mind was once again, nearly gone. And this time, she didn't know if she could even recover.

More and more tendrils began to explore more intimate parts around her body. They started to gently caress her nipples and underside of her breasts. Some tentacles dragged their tips along her hips. While one sneaky little tendril started to rub along her inner thighs. The tickling was unbearable, so much so that the silent snickering turned into near blood curdling hysterics. Surely if not for the restoration magic. Her body would have given out.

But Pinkie had started to notice something magical happening. All the attention Sweetie Belle was receiving was causing another effect to occur. It was hard to spot due to the distance and mass of tentacles. But she could swear that Sweetie Belle's body, aside from glistening in sweat, was also having another...more erotic reaction. Yes, she could in fact see it. Sweetie Belle was wet around her marehood, very very wet. Sweetie Belle herself hadn't realized it, but her body was turned on by all the attention she was receiving. "Oh, Sweetie Belle, how lewd. You really like all those tickly tentacles rubbing against your body, don't you? Massaging your perky breasts, I bet your nipples are so hard by now. It makes me wonder how they taste! Probably like marshmallows!"

But Sweetie Belle couldn't respond. All she could do was laugh and hope everything would be over soon. She tried her best to keep Rarity in her thoughts. But she was losing even that. Soon, she'd lose everything. And go insane. And the tentacles? They grew ever crueler still. Lifting her up and raising her tail so two tentacles can stroke her buttocks, their movement being opposite of each other as Sweetie Belle's horrid laughter turned to screaming sobs. She couldn't take it anymore. it was too much.

"C'mon Sweetie Belle. Don't be so dramatic. Oh, I know! You want to try something for me? I want to see if the plant would be satisfied by letting it have it's way with you. I promise you'll enjoy it. So come on, open your legs. Just think of the hottest stallion you can and just let it happen." Pinkie said, with quivering anticipation in her words. She had never thought about the tentacles tickle fucking Sweetie Belle. She felt stupid about how obvious it was. And while she just wanted to quench her newfound fantasy, she also wanted to see how it would affect Sweetie Belle. Pinkie Pie well knew enough how fetishes worked. All Sweetie Belle had to do was let the tentacle have her way and surely she'd see eye to eye with her whole plan.

And somehow, through her torrent of screams. Sweetie Belle had heard Pinkie Pie. She processed her suggestion. To let her first time be with this filthy creature. No... she was saving herself for her own prince in shining armor. The horrid shame, the humiliation of letting herself be used by a plant. These thoughts somehow gave way how she had let her entire life come to an end over something like this. She again thought of Rarity, and had a horrible vision of her own sister having to succumb to something like this if caught by Pinkie Pie. Sweetie Belle...she knew she had to give it one last shot. If she could focus her magic at the glass wall. Surely...She could escape.

Sweetie Belle, still screaming, turned her head just enough and chomped her teeth down on a tentacle. Immediately she was released and dropped to the ground with a thud as the tentacles shook and flailed about. Even with her newfound vigor. She was still tremendously weak from the tickling,teasing, and prodding of the tentacles. But still, she had to try. She moved her strands her hair from the front of her face to the side. And slowly stood up. She then began to slowly march towards the glass wall, to the smiling pink pony, as her horn began to glow with ferocity. All she had to do was give it a close range blast of magic. And the wall would break. Perhaps....the glass shards would kill Pinkie. At this point, she didn't care if it did.

But all Pinkie did was smile an evil smile at her and said "Shouldn't have done that....pain makes the plant go back to some of it's....baser instincts."

"I'm...going...to....kill...you" Sweetie Belle said, forcing the words out of her tired lips as she approached the glass wall.

"Doubt it...you may want to look behind you." Pinkie pointed

But Sweetie Belle didn't even hesitate. She kept moving, until suddenly. A warm liquid was splashed against her right leg,foot, and back of her knee. Sweetie Belle stopped, she knew what that was. The plant used corrosive acid to weaken or outright kill tougher prey. She hadn't realized that Pinkie hadn't removed this from this prototype. She froze right there, standing there, unable to think of what to do.

And Pinkie? She started to giggle. "Oh! there's you using that college brain of yours. But don't worry, we removed the acid from the Giggle Pet and made it into something new! Maybe it's a little redundant since the tentacles already do a good job at tickling. But we thought that somepony would be able to escape it. So what better way to-" But Pinkie Pie was interrupted by Sweetie Belle's renewed laughter as she fell to the ground. "Oh....never mind. Don't have to explain it now" She shrugged

Sweetie Belle began to scratch and wipe her hands on her legs. The acid didn't burn her at all. It instead tickled her. Like a million tiny fingers tickling all of her foot and leg. It was some sort of acid that burned in such a way that it tickled horribly. Sweetie Belle did her best to try to get rid of the acid with her palms as if it was an automatic reaction. What she hadn't realized was that the tickling would cause a terribly annoying feeling on her hands. Which made her instinctively wipe the acid on her belly. And by then, it was too late. With a happy smile on her face. She laid there, laughing as her belly spasmed from the acid. Her leg kicking from all the tiny fingers she felt was poking at it. She had no energy left.

Pinkie Pie couldn't help herself now as she saw the tentacles slowly release and spit their acid onto one lone tendril. She knew what was about to happen. And sat back down as she began to masturbate profusely. This was too good. Good enough to allow herself to orgasm. She'd just have to make sure her visit to Scootaloo's chamber was extra intimate. Which shouldn't be too hard as she had planned a more hands on approach for her.

The now glistening tendril, covered in the tickling acid, found it's target. And right when Sweetie Belle turned over and kicked her leg up in gigglish abandon. It dove right between her legs, right into her marehood, it's wetness allowing it to slide just inside. Sweetie Belle actually stopped laughing for a moment. And squeaked with an "EEP...Ngh...nhaaa". She began to moan from the sudden jolt of pleasure. The tendril showed no mercy either as it pumped itself inside of her. part of it's instinctual mannerism was to use it's acid to burn right through it's prey. But given it had been replaced, and it's original purpose changed. It found itself merely pumping in and out of Sweetie Belle's marehood like a slippery wet snake. Sweetie Belle's mind went blank as she was hit with pleasure she had never felt before. The tickling had suddenly stopped. But the pleasure was flooding her brain like nopony's business. Her body jerked, she turned, she gripped her hands as the tentacle pounded into her. "ngha....nmmmmm...MNGH..." She bit her lip as she closed her eyes, violently shaking from each wave of pleasure. she then felt a build up inside her inner walls as the tentacle rubbed against them. No...there was two build ups. A build up of ultimate pleasure. And a build up of ultimate.....tickling.

"MMMNNNNNNGHHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHA" Sweetie Belle burst into laughter as her tongue hung out, her eyes rolling to the back of her head as the acid inside her marehood did it's work. it not only made her even more sensitive to the tentacle that fucked her. But the sensations from the acid caused the most maddening yet pleasurable tickle of all. She was screaming happily against her will as her brain filled up with both mirthful and sexual thoughts. "YESHAHAHAHAHAHYESHEHEHEHEHAHAHA!" She cackled, her mind finally broken as she screamed, moaned, and laughed into oblivion as the tentacle showed no mercy to her marehood, opening it's mouth slightly enough to swish its tongue all along her inner walls. The other tentacles joining in by tickling every inch of her body, furthering the stimulation. Eventually, Sweetie Belle could contain herself no more as she finally came. A violent set of orgasms that ended her laughing with one last loud moanful scream. Finally, she could say, nor laugh no more as she laid there silently. The tentacles seemed to have had their fill as the one fucking her pulled out. The ones tickling her going back in their holes.

Pinkie herself had her own orgasm. not as powerful as Sweetie Belle's but enough to soak the seat she was on. "Totally worth it! Oh Sweetie Belle...you look so happy" Pinkie said with a soft sigh. She stood up a little awkwardly, thanks to her orgasm, and stepped close to the glass wall to observe Sweetie Belle one last time.

It seemed Sweetie Belle had finally broke. She was tittering and giggling softly to herself as the acid in her marehood and her leg still continued their work. But she didn't seem to care as she blissfully masturbated to it. "...I...I..like...being..tickled...ohhh...mnnn" Sweetie Belle's mind only knew pleasure from laughter and tickling now as thoughts of her life vanished without nary a trace. She just laid there, babbling a little like a baby as she played with herself. Something Pinkie felt was perfect.

"You looked like you really had fun, Sweetie Belle!" Pinkie said as the sweat and sex soaked mare ignored her, playing with herself in mindless abandon. "I can't wait to play with you again! But...I really gotta be going. Sad I know, but you look so happy now that I'm sure everything will be ok!". Pinkie really did seem proud of herself for letting Sweetie Belle suffer the way she did. She walked back to the table while her marehood still leaked juices. Leaving a trail on the ground. Oh yes, Pinkie was still very much turned on by all of this. She grabbed her clipboard from the table, and began to write down notes on the paper on top of it as she walked out of the room from the door to the right. Entering a set of hallways. She already knew which way to go. She ignored her passing "colleagues" as she ventured towards the next test chamber holding Scootaloo. All the while humming a tune about smiles.