After rematerializing in Rarity’s parlor, Starlight immediately dispelled the anti-anxiety incantation on an inebriated but still-sensuous Fluttershy, causing her to almost immediately fall asleep in her arms. She then floated her drunken friend upstairs and laid her in Rarity’s bed, magically checking her vitals and finding them matching that of a pony who’d overindulged on alcohol, but not to the point that she was in any danger.

By the time she’d finished, the others had arrived downstairs, so she rejoined them with a teleport, quickly assuring them Fluttershy was fine. “I removed my spell and she’s sleeping now,” she informed them before they could ask. “She may wake up with a hangover, but should otherwise be fine by morning,” she explained to their relief.

That brought sounds of relief from all except Twilight, who was still in considerable consternation. She’d had to be helped inside, unable to teleport herself away for being in her post-coital magical refractory period all unicorns had as a measure to protect their mates from accidental magical discharges at the moment of climax, still feeling its aftereffects. “Are you okay, Twilight…?” Starlight asked, but Twilight shook her head violently.

“Okay? No, I’m not okay! How can I be okay after that? She got me off… in public!” She slumped and sobbed even as she shivered, trying to drive the strangely compelling memories away. Worse, she was still able to feel a ghost of the sensations Fluttershy had imparted on her wings and horn, the former twitching again, amazed that she could climax from that alone.

“Yep-yep! Gave you a wing and horn job in front of everypony!” Pinkie said as she flipped a piece of popcorn into her mouth, causing Twilight to curl into an even tighter ball. “What a show!” she proclaimed as she held up a scorecard with a “10” written on it.

“Ain’t the time, Pinkie…” Applejack said, rubbing her hoof behind her head. Actually, it WAS kinda hot… she granted, half-wishing Starlight had given Fluttershy just one more minute before removing her.

“Come on, egghead, it wasn’t that bad…” Rainbow Dash said somewhat half-heartedly, but admiring Fluttershy’s public performance all the same. That was one HAY of a wing job! Wonder if she’d be willing to do that to me…? Her wings twitched at the thought.

“Uh… yeah! Not many ponies outside of us saw, so it could have been worse!” Spike offered uncertainly as well from where he was attending a still-fainted Rarity on her chaise lounge, fanning her with his hat. Rarity’s blindfold had kept him seeing much until she swooned, but once he could…

Holy… was the only word that came to mind in his thoughts as he vividly recalled the image of Fluttershy pleasuring Twilight’s horn, a paw going involuntarily to his crotch and suddenly very glad he was still wearing his costume overcoat.

“Not bad? Could it have been worse?” Twilight echoed in disbelief. “Plenty of ponies saw me and anypony who didn’t will know by morning what happened given how fast gossip travels in this town! What am I going to do? What am I supposed to tell Flash? What will the princess say when she learns? How am I supposed to be around Fluttershy now? For that matter, how am I ever going to show my face in public again?” she asked through tears, trying futilely to cover her head with her hooves as if in hopes they would hide her.

“Keep a bag over your head and insist that Fluttershy walks in front of you?” Trixie smirked. “Admit it, Sparkle. You loved it,” she further needled, only for her expression to fall as the others glared her silent.

“This is really not the time, Trixie...” Starlight scolded her, then stalked over to Applejack. “Okay, AJ, out with it! Just what the hay was in that cider? You swore it wasn’t alcoholic!”

“And it ain’t!” the country pony insisted, looking flustered and Starlight didn’t think she was lying given the vehemence of her reply. It wasn’t, she had found, that being the Element of Honesty made Applejack incapable of lying, just incapable of hiding it. She had a blatant tell when she lied that would make her an easy mark at a Las Pegasus poker table—her mouth went scrunched and her eyes evasive. “Ah can’t tell ya what’s in it, but Ah swear on Maw and Paw’s memory, it ain’t!” she repeated, putting her hoof down hard. “By the sun, Starlight, I heard Twi’s warning just as well as you did! She said no alcohol and Ah didn’t give ya’ll any! You really think Ah’d just up and ignore that if Ah knew it could hurt somepony?”

“No...” With effort, Starlight held her temper in check, trying to focus on unraveling the mystery at hoof, a task made somewhat more difficult by the cider’s effects tugging at her as well, somehow both slowing and sharpening her wits. “Well, fine, maybe not alcohol, but there was something in it! Some kind of potion or... I-don’t-know-what! There’s this weird pink haze around the edges of my vision, and we’re all acting a little off now! Fluttershy was fine before she drank it, so whatever was in that cider had to have been what affected her! So I’m sorry, but this is a little more important than keeping a family secret! Now spill it, AJ! What was in it?” She got in the other mare’s face.

This time, Applejack did look away, searching for a way out but not finding one. “Fine,” she slumped. “It’s made from Zap Apples. It’s a lot harder to make, and given how infrequent zap apple season is, we don’t get to brew it very often. But it ain’t alcoholic! And it doesn’t make you drunk so much as... uninhibited.” She shifted uncomfortably. “Pinkie’s used it in her party punch before for that reason—it tends to enhance everything from the flavor of the cider to… well, the deepest desires of the one drinking it. Have enough of it, and you’ll lose all good sense and might be willing to rut publicly, sure... but just one mug of it shouldn’t be anywhere near enough to do that! Most it should do is make ya a bit more mellow!”

“Deepest desires?” Trixie blinked. “Wait… so you’re saying Fluttershy always wanted to screw Sparkle?”

“Zap Apples?” Starlight blinked, ignoring Trixie even as she wondered if it was true. “I’ve never heard of those!”

“And you wouldn’t have, unless you’ve lived around here a while,” Twilight grimaced, worry for her friend finally overriding her embarrassment as she pulled herself back to her hooves, if still somewhat shakily. “It’s a special breed of apple that has an extremely erratic harvest season and grows exclusively within and along the border of the Everfree Forest. It’s highly charged with forest magic, and it can even—oh no!”she exclaimed as the answer of what happened to Fluttershy finally occurred to her, and Starlight an instant later from the short description alone.

“Fluttershy! Fluttershy!” Twilight called out in a near-panic, teleporting to Rarity’s bedroom followed by a series of heavy hooffalls on the stairs as everyone rushed up after her. But by the time they arrived, they found…

The bed was empty and the window open, with Fluttershy nowhere to be seen except for a few loose scraps of feathers left on the blankets.

* * * * *

“Oh, that’s just great!” Twilight said, looking out the window to scan their immediate surroundings with her eyes and magic, but seeing nothing except a few revelers.

“But Ah-Ah don’t understand! What happened?” Applejack asked, worried this was somehow her fault. And Ah ain’t ever gonna live it down if it is...

A worry that was not helped when Twilight turned to glare at her, her eyes suddenly glowing a fiery orange and mane beginning to smoke. “What happened, AJ, was that the wild magic of the Zap Apples combined with Starlight’s spell! What happened was that each magic acted as a catalyst for the other, combining unpredictably and increasing their effects exponentially! And that’s exactly why you only use these spells under close psychiatrist supervision and away from potential magical reagents!” she spelled out to Starlight, who all but wilted as every word of the explanation rang true.

“You should have told us what was in your cider, and you should have never cast that spell!” Twilight pointed a hoof at Applejack and Starlight in turn, her mane erupting in fire and burning her hat off, radiant heat coming off her in waves and the flames licking dangerously near the window curtains and the hanging fabric of Rarity’s four-poster bed.

“Um, Twilight…? You’re gonna burn down Rarity’s bedroom if you don’t watch it…” Spike warned her, making her step away from the bed and window.

Applejack looked away as Starlight closed her eyes, then opened them again. “Look, Twilight... you want to blame me for this, fine, I deserve it. But first things first. We have to find Fluttershy and dispel whatever enchantment the two magics morphed into! Wherever she is now, she’s not herself and there’s no telling what crossing Everfree magic with a mood-altering spell like that will do to her!”

“Glad to know you agree,” Twilight said acidly, controlling her temper with visible effort to extinguish her mane and tail flames. “Okay, listen, we have to split up to find her. Rainbow Dash and I will search by air; Starlight, you teleport and scan from the ground, and the rest of you, search on hoof, passing word to all ponies you meet to look for Fluttershy! If you see her, signal with these,” she magically materialized and passed out a series of crystals she’d been making in her castle laboratory to summon help when they got into trouble on friendship quests.

“I got the idea for them from ‘glow sticks’ on Earth. Just tap them hard and shake them, and then they’ll start glowing and become both a visible and magical beacon Starlight and I can sense. We’ll then teleport to the source, find Fluttershy and dispel all the magic, take her to the hospital to make sure there are no lingering effects, and then...” she turned back to Starlight, fury in her still-glowing eyes.

“And then, you and I are going to have a very long talk...” Twilight announced as she and Rainbow Dash departed the room out the open window and took to the skies, while the rest headed downstairs to retrieve Rarity and get organized for a ground search.

If they had looked back, they might have seen a large dark shape hanging upside down from the roof eave beside Rarity’s bedroom with a pair of curiously unfeathered wings wrapped around her, her eyes glowing softly with reflected moonlight as she watched the pair depart.

Starlight and Trixie departed immediately, teleporting to opposite points in the town to begin their search. Two minutes later, Rarity had been rousted and the remainder of Twilight’s friends split up to search the town for Fluttershy singly despite Spike’s initially vehement objections.

“Haven’t you guys ever seen a zombie flick? That’s always the worst thing you can do! You’ll get picked off one by one! And worse, it’s always the short, ugly or expendable ones that go first… and that means me!” He wrung his reptilian paws as his eyes darted nervously.

“Ooooo! He’s right!” Pinkie quickly agreed in fear, tugging Spike to her protectively. “We should search by pairs!”

Applejack, however, just rolled her eyes. “Picked off by what, Spike? We’re not dealing with zombies here, just a… completely uninhibited Fluttershy…” she finished somewhat sheepishly, blushing anew as she remembered her friend pushing her on her back and laying kisses down her belly, her teats tingling again at the memory. Dang if she weren’t good at it, too… “Reckon the worst she’ll do is try to have sex with you, and if she does…” she shifted uncomfortably, hoping nopony noticed her marehood involuntarily winking.

“Well then, at least then she’ll stay in one place long enough to summon help!” Just not too fast this time… she couldn’t help but think, wondering if the cider was affecting her more than it should given how lurid her thoughts were going, suddenly feeling less guilty over her role in what had happened than hoping for more.

“Indeed. I think the worst she might do is give you a… what did Twilight say humans called it? A ‘blow job’?” a recovered Rarity winked at Applejack as Spike’s eyes went wide. “A rather crude term for oral sex, if you ask me!” She stuck her nose in the air in mock disapproval.

“O… oral…?” Spike shifted in a manner that suggested his costume clothes were suddenly too tight. “Guys! What are we waiting for? Fluttershy’s in trouble! Let’s get out there and find her!” he ran out of the boutique at his top speed.

“Right behind ya, partner!” Pinkie followed, all excitement again.

“Really shouldn’t get his hopes up like that, Rares,” Applejack gently chided after the pair had departed.

“It worked, didn’t it?” Rarity said, stealing a quick kiss from her and giving Applejack’s marehood a teasing brush with her aura. “And there’s no harm in him at least fantasizing about it, darling.”

“Just so long as Ah get some oral lovin’ from you later, sugarcube,” she told her as they exited the boutique themselves and split up, Rarity going left and Applejack going right. “Reckon Ah need it after that scene and what Fluttershy nearly did to me!”

“Count on it… apple of my eye!” Rarity said, flagging her tail at her marefriend as they parted, the pair watched the whole time by the dark shape above, though it was only when they separated that it took flight trailing Applejack, darting from rooftop to rooftop, flitting from shadow to shadow in her wake.

* * * * *

“Anything yet?” Twilight asked Rainbow Dash as they met back up, having searched by air in opposite directions, the former having checked Fluttershy’s home and all points in between and found nothing but concerned animals who seemed to be acting strangely skittish around her, several drawing back from her slowly as she entered; a few even hiding from her or ushered away by Angel bunny, who would only answer her questions with a nod or head shake at a safe distance.

That’s odd. They usually like me. Maybe I was a little short with them, but normally Angel isn’t afraid of anything! she noted at the time, but put it and a growing headache aside, rubbing her temple and casting a quick painkiller spell. She normally hated resorting to magic for simple matters—something she endlessly chided Starlight for—but this was an emergency and she needed her wits sharp.

“Nada,” Rainbow Dash shook her head. “Wherever she is, she’s not flying, and she’s not at any of her usual haunts like the spa or the park either. I’ve got the night weather patrol looking for her though. They’ll signal with a lightning bolt if they see her.”

“Good…” Twilight said, her eyes playing over Rainbow’s Zapp costume, noting how tightly it hugged her lithe, athletic form, looking every bit as good or better on her as her Wonderbolts uniform did. Rarity really did a good job on it… she granted, admiring her friend’s sleek, well-emphasized curves, suddenly imagining peeling her out of it, slowly bearing her barrel and blue-furred flanks…

“Uh, Twilight…?” Rainbow Dash’s voice broke into her thoughts. “You okay? You’re acting kinda spacey all the sudden…”

“Huh…?” Twilight blinked, then shook her head hard to clear it, disgusted with herself at where her thoughts were going, her headache threatening to return. I don’t know where that’s coming from but this is REALLY not the time! “S-sorry…” she offered but couldn’t help but wonder if what the tabloids said was true and Rainbow was in a relationship with Spitfire and Soarin. Just imagine her getting double-teamed by those two… okay, ENOUGH! she ordered her brain to stop feeding her images of it, directing her strangely attractive friend to start searching more unlikely locations like pubs and taverns.

If she’s still as fearless and uninhibited as she was with me, she might just have gone to offer herself up to any stallion who wants her… she picked up her flying pace, yet instead of worry, felt something almost akin to… hope?

* * * * *

“Land sakes…” Applejack shook her head to clear it as she continued her search, trying to dispel what she assumed was the cider’s aftereffects which seemed even stronger than usual, the pink haze on her vision only growing even though she’d had but one drink. Whoa nellie, that batch o’ zap apples seems to have been extra-potent… maybe that’s why it hit Fluttershy as hard as it did? She rubbed her head with a hoof.

It was a question for later. She’d already encountered a dozen ponies and told them to watch for Fluttershy, but they seemed more interested in confirming whether it was true that ‘she’d really pleasured the princess?’ in front of everypony, and it was both her blessing and her curse that Applejack simply couldn’t tell a lie.

Or at least, not convincingly, deciding there was no point in hiding the truth since Twilight was right that the whole town would know by morning. But she did emphasize to all who asked that Fluttershy was assuredly NOT herself when it happened, and was now missing, needing to be found and treated. Least they’re not askin’ ‘bout ME! she thought with a wan grin as she kept a watchful eye to the sky, deciding to head back to the festival grounds to check in with Big Macintosh, whom she assumed was now packing up as midnight approached and the festival grounds closed; those ponies who wanted to continue celebrating heading for various bars and clubs.

“Hey, Big Mac…” she called to him as she got close, noting he had the stand fully packed onto his hayride cart and was now hooking it up to his yoke, intending to take it and their remaining wares back to Sweet Apple Acres. “Ya ain’t seen Fluttershy, have you?”

“Nope,” he said. “Not since earlier, anyway!” He gave her a knowing grin, causing her sister to blush, though his smile dropped when he saw her worried expression. “What’s wrong?”

She told him shortly, and he frowned. “Ah see… reckon Ah’ll look for her too, then,” he unhooked the wagon from his yoke.

“Well now... that’s mighty nice of you, Big Mac,” she acknowledged, giving him a quick hug. The embrace made her appreciate his large and powerful form, to say nothing of how dependable and always willing to help he was; always putting others above his own needs. He’s a keeper. And ya know, if he weren’t mah brother… she had to fight off a sudden and very lurid image of her going down on him... pushing him down on his back... and worshiping every inch of his essence until his two large red delicious apples gave up their sweet, rich juice to her...

What… the… HAY! She pulled back from him in alarm at where her thoughts went.

“Sis?” Big Mac gave her an odd look, having felt her suddenly stiffen. “Y’okay?”

“Uh… yeah! No problems here! Now let’s go find Fluttershy…” she said even as her internal screaming intensified, passing him one of Twilight’s crystals but deciding she was throwing out the cider as soon as Fluttershy was safe. Thank the sun and moon Ah didn’t have more of it! Ah mean, if just one mug of it is enough to make me think thoughts like that, there’s no tellin’ just WHAT a second one would do!

* * * * *

“Any luck, Trixie?” Starlight teleported to check in with her friend, having pinpointed her by her short-range teleports. As they required a sharp surge of magic, they were instantly detected by her well-honed magical senses, to say nothing of the large amounts of energy her magician friend was leaking in their use, leaving the aura equivalent of a breadcrumb trail behind her anypony with even an ounce of magical awareness could track. It’s sloppy and I really should help her address that for her next lesson… “Sugar Cube Corner hasn’t seen her, and neither has anypony at Town Hall.”

“Nopony’s seen face nor feather of that pegasus!” Trixie replied in some disgust, having been hoping to take Starlight back to her wagon long earlier for a very personal show, not noting Starlight’s grimace at her misuse of grammar. “Trixie told them to keep an eye out for Fluttershy, but all they want to know about is whether it’s true she went down on Sparkle’s horn in front of everypony! Don’t worry, Trixie was only too happy to confirm it!” She closed her eyes and put a hoof on her chest in her usual smug manner.

“Trixie…” Starlight rubbed her eyes with a hoof, though she supposed it was pretty much impossible the entire town wouldn’t know by morning anyway. Twilight’s right—the only thing faster than the speed of spell in this town is gossip! “Well, I haven’t heard anything either, and nopony’s set off those crystals Twilight gave us. Wherever Fluttershy is, she’s not showing herself,” she said unhappily, suddenly wondering and worrying if her friend was now lying passed out in alleyway somewhere.

I am never going to live this down… please please PLEASE be okay, Fluttershy! she stuffed her worries as far down as she could, knowing there was no time for it. “So any ideas where else we can check?”

Trixie thought, and then gave a leering grin. “Why not the castle?” she suggested.

“The castle?” Starlight blinked. “Why there?”

Trixie’s leer got stronger beneath her pointed witch’s hat. “Simple. Fluttershy screwed Sparkle, right? Well, from what Sparkle said, she always had some sort of secret crush on dorky bangs that she can now express? So maybe she’s now there waiting for Sparkle to come back so she can do it again! In fact, I’ll bet she’s now in Sparkle’s bedroom, lying on her bed doing herself with a hoof while thinking about her!”

Starlight blinked, and not just from the obscene imagery. “Trixie… you’re right! I’ll bet that’s exactly where she is! That’s brilliant!” she hugged her friend hard.

“I know,” Trixie all but preened. “Trixie is running short of energy for teleports, though…”

“Yeah, we really do need to work on your energy leakage there. Later, though. Hold on, then…” she put a hoof on her friend and teleported them both away.

* * * * *

“Huh? What do you mean something’s wrong with Twilight?” Pinkie asked Angel Bunny after popping up in Fluttershy’s cottage via her bedroom clothes trunk, finding him and many of the other animals hiding or otherwise huddled together as in fear. She’d come to inquire if they’d seen Fluttershy, but… “You said Twilight already came in here and asked about Fluttershy? What’s so strange about that?”

Angel shook his head hard and made a chattering statement, one Pinkie could understand given her myriad abilities. (“I don’t know how! I just can! And you should hear the conversations I’ve had with Gummy!” she said with a smile the one time Twilight had asked her about it, at which point she decided it was best not to ask again.) She listened, and then her brow furrowed. “So you’re saying she seemed ‘off’ and there was some kind... of ‘shadow’ on her? That she also snapped at you more than she should have? Hmmm…” Pinkie Pie produced a detective cap and bubble pipe of her own, blowing a few bubbles on it as she puffed.

At that moment, a pack of Timberwolves howled in the background, just audible from the Everfree, causing the animals to huddle closer. “Well, it could just be that she’s really worried about Fluttershy and still freaked out about what she did…” she mused out loud, then abruptly clamped a hoof over her mouth.

Hearing that, Angel glanced at the other animals and asked the question they were all thinking, to which Pinkie Pie could only stammer nervously. “What did she do? Oh, um… nothing! Nothing at all! Gotta run! Promise we’ll find Fluttershy and I’ll check on Twilight! Goodbye now!” she said hurriedly, diving into the pantry and then disappearing out of it by the time Angel had opened the door.

* * * * *

The moon was nearing its apex in the sky as Applejack completed her pass through the increasingly deserted festival grounds outside of a darkened town hall, the only light she saw now provided by Luna’s namesake and the flickering candles still lighting the carved pumpkins scattered around the plaza.

Sure is spooky out here now… she admitted to herself with a shiver as she heard the distant howl of Everfree timberwolves—rather remarkable that she could hear their siren call so keenly given her distance from the woods—and her feeling of unease wasn’t helped by the fact she couldn’t shake the feeling she was being followed and watched, leaving her with an uncomfortable sense that she’d be able to spot her stalker if she could just turn her head fast enough. Huh. Guess this costume’s gettin’ to me… she said, but felt no particular urge to remove it, suddenly feeling a strange urge to answer the Timberwolf howls with her own. Huh? What is WITH me? she asked herself again, giving her head a sharp shake, reminding herself sharply that she had a job to do...

But it was a job that was getting increasingly hard to do. Despite her growing disquiet and despite her worries for Fluttershy, her haze and horniness kept growing, leaving her in a constant state of near-arousal as she found herself casting appraising eyes over just about everypony she met, stallion and mare alike. She was unable to shake the image of Fluttershy taking Twilight or later latching onto her teat, which both the memories and the cool night breezes kept teasing into renewed hardness. Dang it, she didn’t finish the job…

“Anything?” she asked Big Mac as they met back up in the center of the darkened plaza, trying to keep strangely compelling thoughts of him out his mind.

“Nope,” he shook his head, looking troubled. “Ain’t nopony seen her. Ah reckon she’s sleeping off that cider and Starlight’s spell on somepony’s balcony and won’t be found ‘til morning. Hay, for all we know, she’s sleeping on the upper landing o’ Town Hall right now,” he said with a glance upward towards it, thinking he saw a shadow hanging from the edge of the roof out of the corner of his eye, but by the time he’d turned his gaze on it, there was nothing there. “That’s mah guess, anyway, and if Ah’m right, finding her there’ll be more a pegasi job than us. In the meantime, Ah need to get the cart back to the farm, Sis,” he told her apologetically from under his green facepaint.

She nodded, sorry to see him go. He really is eye candy… the heady thought came unbidden, again, leaving her sorely glad he couldn’t read her mind. “You go, then. As long as she’s not found, Ah’m staying out here.”

“Ah’d expect no less. Ah’ll come back to help as soon as Ah got the cart and produce stowed. We’ll find her, AJ. Fluttershy’ll be fine,” he promised, drawing his sister into another embrace and giving her a reassuring nuzzle that caused her heart to skip a beat, drinking in his presence for as long as she could.

Okay, there is something REALLY wrong with me… was all she could think as he departed, her eyes locked on his powerful hindquarters as she imagined herself nuzzling his enormous apples, urging them to give up their seed to her. Dangnabit, that’s IT! Soon as I sober up and we’ve found Fluttershy, I’m heading over to Rarity’s to relieve all this tension… she promised herself, turning back towards Town Hall and wondering if she could get in to search the upper balcony. Maybe Mayor Mare is still up, and…

She heard a sudden screech behind her a second before she was abruptly plucked from the ground and taken into the air by two beige and thickly furred hooves that at once looked familiar and not. A startled “Hay!” was all she could manage as she was taken into the air and found herself looking down at Town Hall, feeling suddenly sick to her stomach as her captor carried her up and into the bell tower at the very top, unceremoniously dumping her inside, the small belfry locked from below and leaving her no way out. “What’s the big idea? If this is your idea of a joke, Rainbow, then…” her voice trailed off as she picked herself up and turned to see…

“Fluttershy!” she shouted in relief as she recognized the form of her friend, but her relief was short lived as she got a closer look at her in the low light of the overhead lantern, her expression falling as she took in her friend’s features.

An unusually shaggy coat and unkempt mane.

Her coat colors muted except for two gleaming reddish eyes with slitted pupils, glowing softly with reflected light

Tufted ears and two large flared bat-pony wings.

Her butterfly cutie mark replaced with bats in flight.

A lazy and all but lascivious smile that revealed two prominent fangs.

“Holy… that ain’t no costume!” A wide-eyed Applejack scrambled backwards from her as she seemingly regarded her prey almost languidly, looking upon her with something akin to hunger. “Fluttershy! It’s me!” Applejack called to her, but her friend didn’t respond except to begin slowly approaching her, licking her muzzle with uncertain intent in her eyes as Applejack found further retreat impossible in the cramped quarters of the tower and no way down from it given its very steep roof.

She’s trapped me here… but for what? She didn’t immediately know, only to guess a possible answer when she heard the mare-turned-bat-pony hiss softly as she wetly licked her lips; the thought somehow both terrifying and incredibly titillating to the country pony that she might be taken by Fluttershy in her new form.

Ah ain’t sure what she’s planning but Ah also ain’t sure yet I wanna KNOW! “Come on filly! Snap outta it! It’s AJ! Yer friend! Yer… yer...!” her voice trailed off as Fluttershy locked gazes with her and she felt herself falling into her eyes. She dimly realized her friend had turned her stare on her but suddenly was beyond caring as she felt herself being pushed down onto her back, obeying a compulsion fed her by Fluttershy to spread her legs, who mentally fed Applejack a series of simple but very salacious thoughts and images rather than words to make her desires known.

Her teats suddenly standing out in very sharp relief, Applejack obeyed her corrupted captor’s unspoken orders, spreading her hindquarters wide as her friend’s muzzle neared her neck, hissing breaths washing over her as Fluttershy drank in her apple-tinted scent. In her thrall and completely helpless to stop her, Applejack could only tremble as her tongue flicked out over her cheek and then slipped into her ear, her sharp teeth tracing its periphery in a gesture that always made her melt when Rarity did it.

She dimly heard Rainbow Dash flying by, calling for Fluttershy, but was unable to speak and completely disinclined to as her friend slowly tore the fabric that underlay her Timberwolf costume off with her teeth to bare her barrel and belly, turning her on further; had she been capable of independent thought at that moment she might have reflected how odd it was for the act of being undressed in such a manner to be such a turn-on given she was normally naked anyway. There were more licks and nips than outright kisses as Fluttershy, or the creature she had become, then worked her way down her neck and chest, the feel of sharp batpony teeth against her throat causing an entranced Applejack an even more erotic thrill.

As if to savor the taste of her prey, Fluttershy took her time in traveling ever lower down Applejack’s belly, seemingly taking enjoyment in the power she suddenly held over her friend. Finally, she latched onto each of Applejack’s teats in turn for a second time, her sharp teeth adding even more sensation than before, Applejack’s suppressed mind still aware enough to enjoy it, moaning and moving sensually beneath her bat-winged friend. But it was only when she felt hot breath and the sudden flick of a tongue wash over her tingling marehood that she bucked her hips upward, only to collapse back down as the fruit-loving Flutterbat seemingly feasted on her Apple juices, slurping and licking at the country mare’s labia hungrily, never saying a word but intent on her task.

Her senses lost to Fluttershy’s stare and the surging sexual pleasure she brought, Applejack could only surrender to her altered friend’s efforts. She whimpered. She nickered. She writhed beneath her friend’s muzzle, trying to push more of its surface into her sharp-fanged muzzle. And then she took one final shuddering breath as she felt a wave of warmth and magic building within her loins, drawn forth and fed her by her altered friend’s insatiable appetite.

She didn’t know what was happening to her and was beyond caring as Fluttershy latched onto the large nub at the top of her marehood and suckled hard, causing Applejack to cry out and climax abruptly, already turned on beyond all reason or mercy. Mercy her transformed friend did not show her as she rode her marehood with her muzzle all through orgasm, drinking up every drop of nectar her friend produced.

Waves of intense pleasure wracked Applejack, spreading a potent hybrid magic throughout her, removing all fears and limits even as it changed and corrupted her, drawing up something it found from deep within her...

And at that moment, the howl of a Timberwolf was heard throughout Ponyville coming from the direction of Town Hall.

Author's Note

And there you go. I think you might be able to tell where the story’s going at this point, but suffice it to say, Fluttershy was just the first to fall prey to this affliction, and another member of the Mane 6 was already infected even before Applejack. Who and how? You’ll find out with chapter four, releasing on Halloween Day!

And thus we reach the end of the initial story release. I’m quite pleased with how it turned out and by the fact I was able to turn it out in less than two weeks time. I can write fast, certainly, but clop tends to change the rules and slow me down because I have to be in the right mindset for it, and I really can’t force it.

Before signing off from the initial story release, I’d now like to take a moment to thank my prereading crew of AJ_Aficionado, Leo Archon, SilentWoodfire and Denim_Blue for giving these initial chapters repeated once-overs and helping to put the polish on them. I write for you guys as much as anything, and I’m very glad you’ve enjoyed it so far! Hope the same holds true for all the readers as well?