“I guess we will,” Applejack answered to Rob’s question.

“Whose turn is it now? Fluttershy’s, correct?” Rob floated over to her and plopped the die into her palm.

“Thank you, Rob,” Fluttershy said, cupping her fingers around the die. She examined it idly. “I didn’t realize how much I would miss you giving the die to me like this …”

“Yes, well, perhaps if some ponies were more careful with their words,” Rob grumbled and huffed.

“Rob, after that last adventure …” Rarity said, “I didn’t appreciate it at all, but you said something when you came back. You said this was about friendship. All this, the game, the perversion, the Traits, the Wishes … it’s all in the service of making us better friends. I’m sorry. I didn’t realize it before. I see that now.”

Rob blushed. “Oh, why thank you! Fluttershy, roll, if you please!”

“What if I don’t please?” Fluttershy asked. She giggled. “I’m joking.” She rolled the die, got a two, and moved that many spaces.

“Let’s see … succubus, porn star, or hippie.” Fluttershy examined the scroll. “I think, given those options, I’m going to pick hippie.”

Rob looked confused. “Why does “Porn star” keep showing up? The random number generator shouldn’t be repeating the same object that many times in a row!”

“You used a random number generator?” Twilight asked, crossing her arms. “Well, there was your first mistake.”

A sparkling glow appeared around Fluttershy, different from the smoke of the other transformations. It shimmered and circled around her, changing her clothes into a tie-dye shirt and jeans with folded cuffs and ripped knees.

“Huh,” Fluttershy said, looking over her shoulder. “This isn’t so bad.” She vibrated and chattered. “Ooh! What’s happening!”

“Hmm,” Rob approached her and examined her. “If I had to guess, I’d say your traits are interacting exactly the way - I mean, in a way I didn’t anticipate.” He turned his head as if to cover up his slip.

Fluttershy’s body shook and jostled. She gripped tightly onto her druidic staff and looked worried. She rose up into the air, surrounded by a blinding colorless light. Rosy brambles appeared from the ground underneath her and rose up to touch her, wrapping around her legs. The light intensified. The others put their hands up over their eyes to shield themselves.

The light covering Fluttershy shot out multiple rays as if was discharging excess energy. There was a fwoosh sound, and the light disappeared.

When the others realized it was safe to uncover their eyes, they lowered their hands and gasped.

“Oh my,” Fluttershy said. “What happened? Why is everyone looking at me?”

“Fluttershy,” Twilight said, “you … you’re ...” Twilight gestured to her head, tapping her horn.

“Is something on my head? What?” Fluttershy felt around her head and gasped when she felt a horn coming out from it.

“You’re an Alicorn!” Rarity exclaimed. “Goodness! I never thought I’d see an Alicorn be created in my lifetime.”

“Ooh, just you wait,” Rob said smugly. “You think that’s something? Ha! You are in for a lot of surprises in the future. You’ll see.”

“Yeah, if we ever get out of this freaking game,” Applejack said.

“Applejack, don’t be rude,” Rarity said, “I think Rob has made perfectly clear he’s doing his best to help us in his limited capacity and ...” Rarity muttered. “Certain personality problems.”

“What was that?” Rob snapped.

“I said you’re delightful, Rob, darling,” Rarity answered, giving Rob a bright wide smile.

“I am, aren’t I?” Rob said, laying on his back. “Okay. Enough dilly-dallying. Let’s get back to the game.”

“Wait a minute, Rob,” Applejack said. “You said we could get rid of half our traits.”

“Oh, did I?” Rob said. “I suppose I did say that, didn’t I? Hmm. Well, I’ll still let you do that, but! You should be aware that doing so may cost you something. We are nearer the endgame, the late stages, the final phase of my ingenious plan, and I had a certain outcome in mind for each of you involving your Traits.”

“Which is?” Rarity asked.

“I don’t know why you’re asking me. You just saw it.” He gestured to Fluttershy, who blushed at being the center of attention.

“Your plan is turn all of us into Alicorns?” Applejack asked.

“Temporarily, of course,” Rob said. “But if you must insist, I can still get rid of some traits for you, and also, remember I said you could have a group wish. You could wish for something else, if you want, like, I don’t know … maybe another hint towards the final solution, hmm?” He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively, though it was hard for them to make out with the hood covering his face.

“I’m starting thinking he doesn’t want us to get rid of our Traits,” Applejack said.

“Yes, it would certainly seem that way,” Rarity said. “What do you suppose we do, everypony? Do we get rid of the Traits we find inconvenient,” Rarity glanced down at her cleavage, “or do we try to get another hint out of him?”

“I’m not sure we want another hint from him, seeing as how his last one was completely pointless,” Rainbow Dash snapped.

“It was not completely pointless,” Rob said. “You just weren’t smart enough to figure it out, Rainbow Dash. My hint is perfectly clear. All you have to do ...” Rob grabbed his head and popped it off like a doll, rotating his head upside down. “Is look at it from the right perspective.”

“Uh-huh,” Rainbow Dash said, nodding and doubtful. “Anyway, what do you want to do?”

“This is rather annoying,” Rarity gestured to her chest, “but I’m beginning to suspect this game is rigged and I’m doomed to be cursed with a large bust for as long as we’re stuck here. If I get rid of it now, something will just happen to make it this way later.”

“Gee, Rarity,” Dash said, “I wonder what Rob’s obsession is with your breasts.”

“It’s not surprising. Disregarding the … experimental growth I’ve been subjected to, I have very nice breasts,” Rarity said proudly.

Rob whistled innocently.

“Enough!” Applejack said. “Can we please stop talking about Rarity’s breasts and decide whether or not we’re going to do this?”

“On the contrary, I would love to hear you keep talking about Rarity’s breasts,” Rob said. “Or any other of her … stunning features.”

“Ugh,” Rarity rolled her eyes. “Rob, darling, I understand you want to help, but you can be quite tiresome, you know that?”

“Yes,” Rob said. He looked away from them. “That is something I am aware of. I’ve been … trying to get better.”

“Well, try harder,” Applejack said. “So, are we taking traits off or not?”

“I don’t know,” Rarity said. “Some more control over what’s happening to my body would be nice. But I wouldn’t want to reach the point where I’m supposed to become an Alicorn and miss out because I took the wrong Trait away.”

“I don’t see how ‘porn star’ could possibly be something that would help you with becoming an Alicorn,” Applejack said.

Rob cleared his throat. “You never know! You might not want to risk it.”

“On the contrary, if we didn’t remove any traits, we could be sure we would eventually reach the ‘Alicorn’ status as the game designer intended,” Rarity said.

“Which is it, Rarity?” Applejack said. “Take away our Traits, or don’t?”

“Maybe some of us could lose some Traits while the others keep them?” Twilight asked.

“Or maybe Rob could give us a hint about what the Traits we need to be Alicorns, so we know which ones we have to keep and which ones we can toss without worrying about ‘em?” Applejack asked.

Rob yawned. “This is taking too long for you to make up your minds. And given all your complaining ...” Rob snapped his fingers, and a die appeared in Rarity’s hand. “If you will roll so this game can get a move on ...”

“Ugh. Fine.” Rarity shook the die. She moved forward two steps, and the space she landed on glowed slightly.

“Uh,” Rarity said. “What does that mean?”

“Rarity, look out!”

Rarity ducked as a huge sphere of pink goo shot out from somewhere unseen and nearly hit her. Twilight and Applejack both ducked as well, as the sphere kept going after passing over Rarity, flying past her.

“What was that?” Rarity asked, getting up.

“Mm, I wouldn’t say it’s safe to stand up just yet,” Rob said. “You might want to keep ducking.”

Rarity yelped, getting to her knees when another glob shot past her. “Rob! What is the meaning of this?”

“Ladies and – well, I’m the only gentleman here, but you get the idea – welcome to a fun, new exciting future I call ‘Dodgeball XXX!’ As a punishment for all the complaining and bellyaching all you ladies have been doing, and also for taking too long to make up your minds, we’re going to have a fun little game where you have to dodge the globs of aphrodisiac that come out of the hidden cannons! The rules are simple. You try to dodge the globs. Last one standing – that is, the last pony to not get hit after everyone else does – wins a prize! Let’s begin, shall we?”

“Rob, that’s not fair!” Twilight protested, staying on her knees and hoping to avoid getting hit.

“I say it’s very fair,” Rob said, “you’ve all been so negative this entire game session. Even after I left and came back, you’re still all finding something to whine about, whether it’s my hints, or the Traits, or the wishes, or Rarity’s boobs, it’s always something! AND you have been taking far, far too long to make up your mind about whether you’re going to use your unclaimed Group Wish to get rid of your Traits or not! No, you know what, now that I think about it, since you did take too long, I think I’m going to remove that as an option for you.” Rob snapped his fingers. “This little game ought to keep you on your toes and help you come to a decision faster, now that you have a little pressure on you to make up your minds. If not, well, perhaps the aphrodisiac will help you to see some of the other benefits of playing the game the way I intended.”

“But-”

“Shut it, Twilight,” Applejack said. “Unless ya want him to make us play another game as a punishment for your whining.”

“I don’t see what’s so wrong about Twilight or any of us voicing our complaints about the game, Rob,” Rarity said.

“You don’t? Then I’ll tell you; I designed the game. I’ve already told you everything I can. I’ve done everything I can to help nudge you in the right direction, and most of all – this game is supposed to be fun. You like fun, don’t you? Who doesn’t like fun!? But nooo, instead of being good sports, you decided all you were going to do is complain and bicker and argue. Well, no more, I say!” Rob turned his head.

“Gosh,” Applejack said, “gee, Rob. We’re sorry that we ruined your game for you.”

“But that’s just it!” Rob said. “It’s not supposed to be a game for me! It’s supposed to be a game for you! You were supposed to have fun!”

“Alright, I’ll give you that, but let me ask this,” Applejack said. “Did you really have to make it sex-themed? Was that your only option?”

Rob blushed and turned away, clearing his throat as he did.

“I thought so,” Applejack said. “So we do have something to complain about.”

“Er, yes, well, anyway, moving on,” Rob said. “Even I accept your apology, you’re still going to have to play Dodgeball XXX. I didn’t think to come up with a way to stop the game once it started other than to finish playing it.”

“Naturally,” Applejack said, “because why shouldn’t we put through something that will subject us to aphrodisiac?”

Rob growled.

“Applejack, what did you just say to me?” Twilight asked.

“Oh, shoot, yeah. Right. Sorry, y’all. I’ll keep my big mouth shut for now,” Applejack replied. "Look out, Twilight!"

"What? Oh!" Twilight ducked, shielding the back of her head, another glob of aphrodisiac flying over her head. "Thanks, Applejack."

"Don't mention it," Applejack said. "You'd do the same for me, wouldn't ya?"

"I would." Twilight's eyes widened. "In fact, let me prove it right now; behind you!"

Applejack yelped, hitting the deck as another glob of aphrodisiac went flying behind her.

"See?" Rob asked, gesturing between Applejack and Twilight. "This is what the whole game is supposed to be about. Friends helping each other."

Applejack exhaled in relief. She looked around and saw another glob flying at Rarity. "Rarity, watch your six!"

"What?" Rarity asked. She groaned when the glob of aphrodisiac hit her in the chest, landing solidly between her cleavage. She rolled her eyes and groaned. "Of course. Of course it lands in my cleavage. It's not like every other single thing in this perverted game has been obsessed with my boobs, no! Why should I expect this to be any different?"

"Technically, not everything has been obsessed with your boobs," Rob said, unhelpful as he could frequently be.

"You're not gonna try to dodge the balls, Rainbow Dash?" Pinkie Pie asked, noticing Rainbow Dash's casual posture.

"Why would I?" Dash asked. "I'm the fastest flier in Equestria. I can dodge a few pervert balls, easily."

The lie was put to Rainbow Dash's words when a glob hit her square on the back, right between her succubus wings.

"What?" Dash spread her wings and looked over her shoulder. "Aw, come on! No fair."

"It's perfectly fair," Rob said. "It's certainly not my or the aphrodisiacs’ fault that you weren't paying attention to your surroundings."

"But-"

"Rainbow Dash, you can't go on blaming other people for your own personal failures forever, you know!" Rob scolded her, and that was more than enough to make Rainbow Dash shut up.

"He's right, you know, Dashie!" Pinkie said, though her smile disappeared when a glob struck her in the side of her exposed leg. "What? Aww, darn it!"

"That just leaves Applejack, Twilight, and Fluttershy," Rob mused. "Ooh, this is getting so exciting, so tense! Who will be the last mare standing? I can't wait to find out! Let's watch." He leaned forward, laying on the air with his elbows digging into an invisible bed.

"Alright," Applejack said, "do you two wanna come up with a plan, or are we just gonna wing it?"

"It would be nice if we could all win," Fluttershy said. "I don't like competing with you. You're my friends."

"R-really?" Twilight asked. She twirled her a hand through her hair nervously. "We only just met today."

"Heh," Applejack chuckled. "Twi, do y'all really think we can go through all of this," she gestured to the game board, "and not come out friends on the other side?"

"I guess not," Twilight said. "Maybe ... maybe Celestia's right. Maybe making a few friends wouldn't be such a bad thing after all."

"There you go!" Rob said. "Now you're getting it!"

"I told ya, Twilight," Applejack said, "you're practically a part of the family already."

Twilight blushed.

"Look out!" Applejack shouted, and Twilight dropped to her knees, but the aphrodisiac glob was flying low enough it was going to hit her in the back of her head if she didn't do something.

"It's still coming after you, Twilight!" Applejack shouted.

"What? Really?" Twilight turned around. Seeing the glob barreling towards her face, she grimaced.

Fluttershy growled, narrowing her eyes. She tapped the bottom of her staff onto the board.

The ground around Twilight rumbled. A fissure appeared in the board, and a huge wall made of bushes and hedges rose up from the crack, taking the hit of aphrodisiac meant for Twilight and providing Twilight with cover.

"Good thinking, Fluttershy!" Applejack complimented, making Fluttershy blush from the attention.

"Oh ... it was nothing," Fluttershy said.

"If you say so," Applejack said, "but how about getting some of that 'nothing' over here for you and me?"

Fluttershy smiled. She reared up her staff.

"Hold it, hold it!" Rob said. "Fluttershy, I respect and appreciate what you're trying to do for your friends. I applaud it, even!" He snapped his fingers, and a number of disembodied hands appeared around him and clapped. "But I'm afraid I must act and intervene. The game will never end if you are allowed to protect your friends with a tight enclosure that the globs can't get through. So I'm going to have to lay down a stipulation that you can only make one wall on one side for each pony."

"Oh, shoot!" Applejack said, putting a hand to the side of the her head. "I hadn't even thought of that of a full enclosure!"

"That's because you're too much of a honest pony," Rarity remarked. "If it were me, I would have thought of it in seconds."

"And even if you had, I'd still have to do this," Rob said. "SOMEBODY must be the loser!"

"Alright," Fluttershy said. "Applejack, where do you want your wall?"

"It's getting awful hard to keep track of my backside, and it seems to be working for Twilight, so how about one behind me?" Applejack pointed over her shoulder.

"Yes," Fluttershy nodded. She tapped the top of her staff. "That sounds like a good idea."

Rob cleared his throat. "You know, Fluttershy ..." he floated over her head. "Now that you're an Alicorn, you don't actually have to go through the staff for all your nature magic."

"I don't?" Fluttershy said.

"No, no, not at all!" Rob said. His tail peeked out of his robe and playfully swatted the tip of Fluttershy's horn. "Why don't you try it?"

"Okay," Fluttershy placed the staff behind her. She pushed a finger up against the side of her head and closed her eyes, trying to focus. "Oh, how do Twilight and Rarity do this?"

"You're doing great, Fluttershy!" Twilight shouted. "Just keep doing what you're doing and you'll be good!"

Fluttershy scrunched her eyes shut further, making noises as she tried to focus. Eventually, she succeeded, with her horn glowing with a green aura.

"Whoo!" Applejack shouted and clapped.

"Go Fluttershy, go! You're doing it! You're really doing it!" Twilight jumped up and down in a cheer, looking more like Pinkie Pie than Twilight.

Fluttershy smiled to hear the sounds of her friends supporting her. Carrying on their encouragement, executing her magic turned from something daunting to an easy task.

Cracks appeared behind Fluttershy and Applejack's feet, and walls made out of hedges rose out of them, just like they did for Twilight, giving Applejack and Fluttershy some protection.

"Great!" Applejack gave Fluttershy a big thumbs-up. She looked to her left and right. "Now, to make sure I don't get hit by one of those things ... I've managed to avoid being hit and felt up by one of those freaky things up until this point, and I don't intend to start now!"

"Applejack, honesty," Rarity said, "some of us who were hit by those 'freaky things' have feelings, you know! We're not inferior just because we got caught in a trap!"

"I never said y'all were," Applejack said.

"You certainly implied it," Rarity said.

"Now, now, ladies," Rob said, "you're backsliding. You were making such good progress! Applejack, apologize to Rarity. It's not her fault she got caught by an incubus." Rob paused, tapping his chin. "Well, I suppose depending on you look at it, it was totally her fault, since it was her imagination that brought the incubus into the game into the first place, but that's not really here nor there. Apologize!"

Applejack heaved a deep sigh. "I'm sorry, Rarity, if I hurt your feelings and seemed insensitive," Applejack said. "I didn't mean to do that."

"Thank you," Rarity said. "By the way, you have a glob coming at you from your left."

"Really? Shoot!" Applejack ducked, narrowly avoiding another glob shooting by.

"Another one on your right," Rarity said.

Applejack crouched down, and the glob whizzed by her head, barely brushing against the top of her hat.

"Two more coming at you from both directions," Rarity said, while idly looking at her nails.

Applejack hopped to her feet and hugged the hedge wall. The globs shot past her, flying by right at chest level to her.

Applejack sighed, having narrowly avoided all of those shots. "Thanks, Rarity."

"You're very welcome, dear," Rarity said. "See? I can spot some traps on occasion, thank you very much."

"I would say, 'don't be passive-aggressive, Rarity,' but I must admit, it suits you," Rob said.

Applejack rolled her eyes, though she also gave as slight smile. "Same old Rarity." Another glob of aphrodisiac flew straight at her, striking her directly in the chest, the same as Rarity. "Oh come on! That came out of nowhere!"

"Not true," Rob said. "It came out of a cannon somewhere you couldn't see, which is not the same thing as 'nowhere.'"

Applejack grunted. "Well, Twilight, looks like it's just you and Fluttershy now."

Twilight tapped her fingers together. "Fluttershy, do you want me to ... maybe, throw the game?"

"What?" Fluttershy asked. "Oh, no no no! I couldn't ask you to do that. Not for me."

"Are you sure?" Twilight asked. "It's no trouble, and you've done so much for me in this game. I don't mind taking one for the team."

"For Pete's sake, Twi!" Applejack snapped. "I swear, y'all got some kind of martyr complex. Wasn't offering yourself to distract the incubus enough for you? Just play the game and let the best mare win!"

"Right," Twilight said. "Okay. Yes, Right. Best mare wins. Let's do this!" She raised her first defiantly in the air. Whatever confidence-boosting effect it might have had for her to stand that way was undercut when a glob hit her right in the raised arm.

Applejack facepalmed. "Y'all did that on purpose, didn't ya, Twi?"

"Maybe," Twilight said, withdrawing her arm and inspecting it. She sighed. "No. No, I didn't. It caught me off-guard. That was a genuine loss."

"Glad to hear it. I'll just get rid of these ..." Rob snapped his fingers, and Fluttershy's plant walls sunk back into the earth from whence they came.

"Congratulations, Fluttershy," Rob said, "you've won the inaugural game of Dodgeball XXX. Here's your prize!" Rob waved his hands around, and a Wish appeared between them. It floated out from his hands and towards Fluttershy. "I'll remind you, as with all the Wishes in the game, you can use it now or save it for later."

Fluttershy grabbed the bottom of the stare and looked at it. "I think I would like to use it now."

"Great!" There was a poof, and Rob was in a waiter's outfit, though still with his hood, and holding a notebook and pencil. "May I take your Wish, mademoiselle?"

Fluttershy raised the Wish up. "I wish ... for another hint about how we beat the game."

There was another poof, and Rob was in a chef's outfit and holding a skillet. He plucked the Wish out of Fluttershy's hands and dumped it into the skillet, then magically created a green fire under the skillet. He shook the skillet around and flipped the Wish up into the air like a pancake. Once it was back in the pan, he sprinkled some powder over it, then reached it and took the Wish back out, only now it was in the form of a fortune cookie.

Rob tossed the skillet away. It went flying off into the distance of the void, and somewhere out there, a cat's yowl could be heard.

Rob cracked the fortune cookie open and held up the fortune inside. He read it aloud.

"To achieve your goals and settle the score, you would do well to take one and no more."

"One and no more of what?" Fluttershy asked.

"Oh, really, Fluttershy," Rob reached over and pinched Fluttershy's cheek. "I can't give you all the answers, now can I? No. No, I really can't. We've been over this. If it were just up to me, I'd just plonk down into Twilight's bedroom, gather you around, and share with you a comprehensive plan for defeating every single threat Equestria was ever going to face from now up until my relative present, but apparently that would completely tear apart the fabric of reality and space-time, according to some people. Apparently," he emphasized with a bit of bitterness.

"So, now that the game's over ..." Rarity asked. "When does this aphrodisiac kick in?" She gestured to her chest.

"It’ll kick in during your next encounter on your turns," Rob said, "speaking of which, I believe it's yours." Rob made a die appear and tossed it to Rarity.

Rarity shook the die vigorously. "Come on, baby! I need something less perverted to keep my sanity." Rarity rolled the die, got a three, and moved that many spaces. She closed her eyes and winced, expecting an incubus or slime to pop out and attempt intercourse with her once more. But all that occurred was another selector.

Rarity sighed in relief. She read over the scroll options, which included fashionista, porn star, and, belly dancer.

"Wait, I'm already a porn star," Rarity said, "why is this on here?"

"What? Let me see." Rob went over to her and took the scroll out. He slapped the paper. "This must be some kind of glitch! That shouldn't happen. You can't double-stack the same trait!"

"Ooh, that sounds like a great idea for a sequel," Pinkie Pie said.

Everyone, including Rob, turned to look at Pinkie. "NO!"

Rob sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "I'm sorry, Rarity. Truly, I am. I don't know what's going on with this thing. But on the bright side, at least you know you won't have to pick that!" He handed the scroll back to her.

Rarity traced her finger across the other options. "This one." She tapped twice on the fashionista. The scroll disappeared, burning away in green smoke. "Maybe this one won't be as perverted as literally everything else here."

There was a poof, and Rarity was standing in a pair of green shorts and a pink latex tube top with crossing straps across her cleavage, drawing attention to her boobs. She looked more bimboish than she did before. "I .. what? Agh." She groaned.

"So sorry," Rob said. "Next roll! Dash!" Rob tossed the die over his shoulder and swatted the die with his tail.

Dash caught it, shook it, and rolled a two. She got a selector, nothing fancy.

"Hmm," Dash squinted at the scroll. It seemed to have something of a hypnosis theme. "Entrancing scent, addictive milk, or entrancing ..." she couldn't bring herself to the say the word. "Let's do the scent." She selected the option, and immediately a visible rainbow-colored scent trail rose up from her body.

"Oh my," Rarity said, instantly taken in by the effects. "Rainbow Dash, what kind of perfume are you wearing? It's lovely. It really makes me want to come over there and smother your face into my boobs."

Dash's tail whipped, betraying that she was interested in the idea. "Thanks, but no thanks, Rarity, I'm good. Though I must admit ..." Rainbow blinked. "I am kinda in the mood, too."

"Moving on!" Rob clapped. The die appeared at his feet, and he punted at it at Applejack, where it landed at her feet.

Applejack looked at Rob. She looked at the die. She kicked the die and sent it rolling, getting a four. She looked again at Rob for his reaction.

"Should that count?" Rob asked, stroking his goatee. "I'm not sure that should count. Why don't you roll it again, AJ?"

Applejack picked the die up and rolled it the proper way, only to land another four.

Rob threw his hands up in frustration.

"Sorry about that, Rob," Applejack said, though her smirk suggested she was more amused than apologetic.

"Just move your spaces," Rob said.

Applejack went ahead and moved her four spaces. She was greeted with a selector when she landed. "Mm, entrancing scent, succubus, or ... hypno booty?"

"That's your butt," Rarity said.

"I know," Applejack said. She picked the booty option. The selector disappeared, and she tingled. She felt her butt expand and stretch out her shorts.

"This Trait works a little differently," Rob said, "The more of your butt is exposed, Applejack, the more hypnotic it is."

"Well, then, I'm going to take very good care to make sure this butt of mine is covered up for the rest of the game," Applejack said.

"Mm," Rob said, "I don't know. You might find it could come in handy for your next combat encounter. Anyway, let's go - oh, wait, what's this?"

"What's what?" Applejack asked, looking around and seeing another selector appear in front of her. "What?"

"Oh, Applejack!" Rob said. "It looks like you've discovered a special event. Now, you get to pick TWO traits!"

"Lovely," Applejack said. She unfurled the scroll and read it over. The options were entrancing scent, porn star (naturally, because why wouldn't it appear again twice in the same turn?) and druid. "Hmm."

"Need some help making up your mind?" Rob said. "I'm sure your friends would have some suggestions."

"Yes, Applejack," Rarity said. "Do enlighten us. Maybe we can suggest something."

"I am a farmer, and a member of the Apple Family," Applejack said, selecting the druid option. "I am offended at the very idea that I would chose anything else." The scroll disappeared. A green light enveloped Applejack from beneath her feet, then rose up into a pillar of light. Once the pillar had gone, Applejack was in the same druid outfit Fluttershy had been previously been.

"Oh, Applejack!" Fluttershy said. "You're a druid now, too?"

"Yeah, I am," Applejack said, observing the druid robe. It was a little too short around the thighs for her liking, and she tried to stretch it out to make it cover her thighs. "Though I don't think I'll be an Alicorn like you anytime soon, Fluttershy."

"Oh, you never know," Rob said. "Pinkie Pie!" He waved his fingers, and the die appeared in Pinkie Pie's hand, accompanied by musical instrumentation and thunderclaps to spice up what would otherwise be a mundane passing of the die.

Pinkie Pie shook the die, reared her arm back, and hurled the die at the ground as if she was pitching for baseball. She rolled a six.

"Whoo-hoo! Lucky me!" Pinkie said.

"Of course, it doesn't really matter how many spaces you move, because that doesn't actually affect our progress in the game," Rarity mumbled.

"Let me have my fun," Pinkie Pie said seriously. She skipped merrily as she moved across the spaces. She was greeted with a selector.

"Mm, porn star, rock star, or ... party princess?" Pinkie Pie tilted her head curiously. "Well, who doesn't want to be a princess, even if it's just for day?"

"Someone who would rather be a rock star?" Rainbow Dash innocently suggested.

Pinkie Pie selected the princess option. The selector disappeared. There was a poof, a cloud of pink smoke, and Pinkie was dressed in a royal, elegant pink dress with several shades of pink on it with a diadem on her head, as well as a unicorn horn and a pair of feathery wings on her back. Though there was one slight twist. Her dress had a number of sex toys, all in their packaging, strung across its skirt, and she had a staff, on the top of which was also a sex toy in its box.

"Ooh," Pinkie Pie said. "It's that kind of party."

"Two down, four to go," Twilight muttered to herself. That is, if the hidden secret objective really was to temporarily turn them all into Alicorns.

"Twilight, it's your turn," Rob said.

"Oh, right, right," Twilight. Rob dropped the die into her hand without any flashy effects.

"Make it a good one," Rob said with a wink.

"Uh-huh." Twilight shook the die in both hands and rolled it, getting a five.

"Nice roll!" Pinkie Pie cheered.

"Yup!" Twilight said. "Now if I could get that kind of luck in a different game." Twilight moved her five steps and was given a selector.

"Let's see," Twilight said, squinting at the selector and being even more confused than usual. What were these options? The scroll gave vibrations, flashing, and town bicycle as all her options.

"Town bicycle?" Twilight asked. "Well, at least I know what a bicycle is. I have no idea what these other things are."

"Wait, did you say town bicycle?" Applejack asked, having kept her ears open and alert. "Wait, Twilight, don't! That means something that I don’t think you want to be!”

But it was too late. Twilight already pressed the selection. She didn't hear Applejack in time to stop herself, but she did hear Applejack time to become very worried.

"What did I just do?" Twilight fretted. The selector disappeared.

Twilight shivered and chattered. Her mind seemed to leave her body and fly through some sort road made of hyperspace.

Maybe I should read less sci-fi books before bed, Twilight thought.

Her mind became awash with images. Dirty, perverted images. Images and memories of leaking vaginas and cocks, of herself being ridden thoroughly and vigorously pounded in the cunt, of getting on her knees in a seedy allway and letting some colts she knew from college taking turns sticking their dicks in her mouth. Memories of her swallowing their wads - and enjoying it, savoring it as the sticky substance made its way down her throat. She saw the faces of people she knew, like Moondancer, and Lemon Hearts, looking down at her with pleased, flirty expression as she went down on them. It was like she remembered fucking everyone she had ever met who was an adult (with the exception of her family) at least once.

"Ooh ... so many cocks," Twilight said, blushing and putting a hand to her cheek.

"Twilight?" Applejack asked.

"Oh, Applejack!" Twilight said, turning to Applejack and looking at her amorously. "Do you remember when we did it in the attic of Sweet Apple Acres?"

"What!?" Applejack exclaimed, blushing intensely.

"Ooh la la," Rarity said, leaning in eagerly. "Now this I have to hear."

"Yeah, Applejack!" Pinkie Pie said. "You've known Twilight for a day and a night! We've known each other since I came to Ponyville, which is a lot longer ago! How come you've never taken me to your attic and fucked me?"

"What - that's not true!" Applejack said. "That never happened! I don't know why, but Twilight is lying!"

"Is she now?" Rob asked. "Riddle me this, Applejack, is it really a lie if she thinks it's true?"

"It was so cold up there," Twilight said. "But it was okay, because we had our bodies to keep us warm. Ooh!" The aphrodisiac kicked in, activated by Twilight's heated arousal to her fake memories. "Ooh, mmm, Applejack ... we should do it again."

Twilight sank to her knees. She unbuckled her belt and reached her hand inside her black skirt, stroking her snatch.

"Do go on," Rarity said, eager to listen in.

"Rarity," Twilight said lustfully. "It was so nice when you invited me up to your room and you had your way with me... your boobs were so nice, so firm and supple."

Rarity covered her mouth and blushed.

"Yeah, I could see that happening," Dash said. "But wow, Rarity. I didn't think you were into girls."

"I'm not!" Rarity insisted. "Twilight really is making it all up!"

"You see!?" Applejack said. "Not so funny when you're on the receiving end, is it, Rarity?"

"But why?" Rarity asked. "Rob, why is she doing this?"

"She selected town bicycle," Rob said, "so now, she has one set of memories in her head about being the town bicycle for both towns, Ponyville and Canterlot."

"Wait," Dash said, "does that mean she has a fake memory of doing it with ... Princess Celestia?"

"Now who said that one was fake?" Rob said with a satisfied grin.

"Still, wow ..." Dash said. "Just ... even the memory of doing it with Princess Celestia, of all ponies ..."

"Oh, please," Rob said, unimpressed. "It’s a lot easier than you might think to get her pants off. Trust me, I should know." He glared off into the distance resentfully.

Twilight continued stroking herself, masturbating to her memories of doing it with all her friends.

Twilight fell forward until laying out across the game board, her chin touching the board and her ass up in the air. She came, juices leaking out of her cunt onto her fingers. Her tail whipped around in satisfaction.

Twilight sighed, content. She took her hand out of her skirt and pushed herself up. She looked up blearily at the others, blinking as she came back to herself and her mind cleared up.

"What?" Twilight asked. "Why is everyone looking at me? What did I do?" She looked at her hand. "And why is my hand all wet?"

"Rob?" Applejack asked. "Why don't you explain all that to her?"

"Oh," Rob groaned. Twilight looked at him expectantly, and he could only imagine how she was going to react once he explained all of it to her. Hopefully she would take it well.

Author's Note

So this chapter is meant to be more an interlude, a calm before the storm, before the next and final chapter. Yaaay!