“This is a tiny bit more disturbing than anything else we’ve put up with,” Rarity said with some worry, watching Twilight rock as she finished her session.

“Oh, it’s just a little bit of memory manipulation, nothing to worry about,” Rob said, waving his hand dismissively.

Twilight got to her feet and adjusted her clothing, making sure to recinch her belt and button up her blouse. She blinked several times, as if coming out of a spell. “Ooh, what happened?”

“You got hit hard by one of Rob’s little gifts,” Applejack growled, glaring at Rob. He just shrugged.

“Why do I …” Twilight murmured, “why do I want to lay all of you?” She wobbled on her feet and smiled dazedly. “It’s because I’m … a good slut town bicycle … everyone … gets a turn.” Twilight shook her head. “What? No, I’m not a slut. These aren’t my memories!” Twilight blushed and covered her mouth. “I don’t remember doing that! … Especially not that! I would never do that. Ugh.” Twilight patted the side of her head. These alternating memories were starting to bother her.

The others glared at Rob.

“I’m sure we can find something to help her with that,” Rob said. “Anyway, whose turn is it? Oh, why am I even asking? I know whose turn it is.” Rob snapped his fingers and the die appeared in Rarity’s hand.

Rarity pursed her lips and glared at Rob. “Rob, I’m not going to roll until you do something about Twilight’s problem. This is… not acceptable.” She gestured to Twilight.

“Now, Rarity,” Rob floated down next to Rarity, “you know Applejack already tried the same trick-”

“Ah, ah,” Rarity shushed him, putting a finger to his mouth. “Twilight first, then roll.”

Rob narrowed his eyes, crossed his arms, and huffed. “That would be cheating.”

“The same way it was cheating when you reinforced my back so I could deal with the huge boobs your game keeps giving me?” Rarity asked.

“That was different,” Rob said. “That was completely necessary to continue your enjoyment of the game.”

“Oh?” Rarity asked. “And how is this any different? Twilight can’t enjoy the game when she has two sets of memories. Our memories make us who we are. How is Twilight supposed to play the game when she’s not sure who she is?”

Rob pursed his lips. He seemed willing to consider the idea, but Rarity could tell he needed a little more convincing.

“I’ll make you a deal, Rob,” Rarity said. “Do something to help Twilight, and after I roll, assuming I don’t trigger a special event, I will let you decide what Trait I get. I won’t argue. I won’t question you. I’ll just do it.”

“Uh, you sure about that, Rarity?” Applejack asked. “He could end up making y’all do something ya don’t want to do.”

“I want to finish this game,” Rarity said, “and that would go much easier if Twilight Sparkle could think properly and clearly.”

“Yes,” Rob said, “and this is all very generous of you, Rarity, offering yourself up for your friend like that. Trust me, that’s a good thing. I agree to your terms. Okay,” Rob clapped his hands and floated up into the air. “Here’s what I’ll do. Twilight’s memory stream will alternate every other turn. On even-numbered turns, she’ll still be her bookish self, but on odd-numbered turns, she’ll be in ‘town bicycle’ mode. Fair?”

“Acceptable,” Rarity said.

“Done,” Rob snapped his fingers. He looked at Rarity with a lustful hunger in his eyes, and Rarity got the distinct impression he was going to enjoy this a tad more than a good friend and alleged ally. “Now... you owe me a trait.”

Rarity gulped. She shook her die and rolled a four, and for the first time in the course of the game, she hoped to get a special event where she didn’t get to select a Trait and just fought a slime or incubus or something instead.

Rarity moved the requisite number of spaces. She sighed deeply when nothing special happened and she was given a standard Trait selector.

Rarity hung her head. She lifted the Trait selector up in the air.

“Let’s see,” Rob floated over to the selector and put some reading glasses he probably didn’t actually need and read the Traits aloud. “Big boobs, lactation, hypnotic breasts… there’s only one real option, naturally. Boobs as beautifully pale as Rarity’s deserve nothing less than to be have pale milk coming out of them.”

Rob made his selection. The scroll disappeared, and Rarity instantly felt a pressure mount behind her nipples, hardening and straining against her tube top. Stains began spreading through her shirt.

Rarity sighed. “It could be worse, I suppose. It’s not so bad, really.”

Twilight rocked on her feet and rubbed her temples. She looked over at Rarity and smiled. “Thanks, Rarity. That really helped clear my head.”

“Of course, darling,” Rarity said. “Anything for a friend.”

Twilight smiled.

“Next,” Rob tossed the die across the board and Rainbow Dash caught it.

“Running out of ways to liven up the transitions, Rob?” Fluttershy asked.

“I’m afraid so,” Rob said, “I just drew a total blank.” He covered his face in shame.

“That’s unfortunate,” Fluttershy said. “I did enjoy the way you always add a bit of color when you give the die to the next player.”

Rob blushed profusely. He beat his hand against his chest. “I’ll make sure I have some good material for your next turn, my lady,”

“Ugh,” Dash groaned. “Are you two done already? Get a room!”

“Rainbow Dash!” Fluttershy said.

“Well, darling, if you were going to have sex with him, while we’re in this pocket dimension where few of our actions have lasting consequences, now would be the time,” Rarity said.

“Rarity!” Fluttershy joined in on the fun with a blush of her own. “We are not going to have to sex!”

“Aww, are you sure?” Rob asked, disappointed. “I know quite a few tricks.”

“No! I mean, yes, I’m sure!” Fluttershy said, stamping her feet. She shifted her eyes self-consciously, as if she was still considering the idea and could be tempted into it with the right prodding and proper motivation.

"Yeah, yeah, Rob has a creepy crush on Fluttershy, we get it," Rainbow Dash said. "Can we get back to my turn now?"

"Geez, Rainbow Dash," Rob said. "Why so impatient? Time is frozen. We have all of eternity to take if need be."

"I can't wait that long," Rainbow Dash said.

"Clearly," Rob muttered under his breath.

"The Wonderbolts aren't going to accept somepony who runs so late that time literally stops for them so they can catch up," Dash said.

"Ah, yes, the Wonderbolts," Rob said as he flew over and dropped the die into Dash's palm. "I'd encourage you to stop worshipping them now, Rainbow Dash. They're not as great everyone thinks they are."

"The Wonderbolts?!" Dash exclaimed in alarm. "No. No way. The Wonderbolts are the coolest. There's no way they would ever let anypony down!"

"You might want to keep that in mind once you meet a pony named Lightning Dust," Rob said. "Anyway..."

Dash shook her die and rolled a four. She moved that many spaces and got a selector.

"Belly dancer, vampire, or lamia..." Dash cupped her chin and her eyes widened. "Hey, wait a minute."

"Yes?" Rob asked.

"Isn't an incubus a male succubus?"

"That's my understanding, yes," Rob answered, "Why do you ask?"

"So - so that means I'm a female incubus, right?" Dash stammered.

"Where are you going with this, Rainbow Dash?" Rob asked.

"I'm not going to go crazy and try to brainwash my friends with addictive cum, am I?" Dash asked.

Rob sighed. "No, Rainbow Dash, you're not going to go crazy. "Given enough time, your Traits will work with your own magic, especially your Cutie Mark magic, as Fluttershy can attest. In time, your Traits and your Cutie Mark will develop more synergy and flow together. You're not going to have addictive cum."

"Oh. Whew!" Dash wiped her forehead.

"You are, however, going to have cum that ensures the person who drinks it remains loyal to you and your friends," Rob said.

"Isn't that basically the same thing!?" Rainbow Dash angrily exclaimed.

Rob thought about it. "Not necessarily."

Rainbow Dash sighed. "Oh, just forget it. Belly dancer." Dash tapped the Trait on the screen. She crossed her arms and waited impatiently for the effect to take place. Pink smoke appeared and billowed around her, and when it cleared, she was in a studded harem dancer outfit that exposed her midriff and cleavage.

"Heh," Dash chuckled, examining her sleeve. "Hey, this is actually pretty nice."

"Nice? It's lovely!" Rarity said. Hearts appeared in her eyes.

Dash shrugged. A rainbow-scented line appeared over her head, unconsciously released as a result of Rarity fawning over her outfit. "Aww, not again!" She was unable to keep herself from taking a sniff of the aphrodisiac and began fondling herself, playing with her boobs and her snatch. The scent traveled over to Rarity and entranced her, making her lean forward eagerly towards Rainbow Dash. She also began playing with herself, rubbing her boobs briefly before becoming unsatisfied with that.

"Rainbow Dash is so lovely!" Rarity said in her trance. "She deserves better than just this!" She tugged down her tube top, rolled her breast upward, and began sucking on her own nipple.

"Oh my," Fluttershy fretted.

"Yeah," Applejack turned away, "I'm just gonna look over here and pretend that that this ain’t happening."

"Fascinating," Twilight said. "It's kind of turning me on as well."

"Hmm," Rob said.

"Anyway, is it my turn?" Applejack asked, eager to progress the game and move it along so Rarity and Dash would quit with their little show.

Rob looked up. "Actually, no, I'm afraid not."

"What? Why not?"

A blue, tiny treasure chest descended from the sky and floated in front of Rainbow Dash.

"Rainbow Dash, you have a special event!" Rob declared, floating up to Rainbow Dash. "Rainbow Dash. Rainbow Dash. Dash!" Rob whipped her in the cheek with the end of his tail. "Snap out of it."

"Who, what, huh, where?" Dash stammered confusedly.

'You," Rob answered "special event ... here, on this board." He pointed to the blue box, answering each of her questions slowly.

"Oh." Rainbow Dash turned to the blue box. She eyed it suspiciously, on the alert for it to be another incubus or slime, or something nasty along those lines. She reared her succubus tail up and prepared to whip whatever was inside.

She opened the box. She was greeted not with a perverted, horny monster, but with another Trait selector.

"Oh, okay," Dash said. "Let's see... fairy, mummy, or centaur. Hmm..."

Another box, this one green and with wings sprouting out of its side, floated down next to Rainbow Dash. It flapped gently, bothering Rainbow Dash with the soft breeze it generated.

"What now?" Dash asked, turning and seeing the box. On the front of the box was a note with the word HINT written on it in green ink.

"Why don't you open it first?" Rob suggested.

Dash took the box labeled hint and opened it. Inside was another note that read take the fairy.

"Take the fairy?" Dash asked. "Why would I take the fairy when I can be a cool drider?"

"Because," Rob answered, "fairies have symmetry with the succubus Trait, and it would bring you closer to nature ... and thus, give you more synergy with Fluttershy." He winked.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa," Dash said. "You cannot tell me that fairies have symmetry with succubuses."

"Succubi," Twilight oh so helpfully corrected.

"Why not?" Rob said. "Have you met a fairy? They're quite easy to rile up, you know. Yes, they're quite horny ... those were the days." He caught himself. "Anyway."

Dash sighed. "Okay. Fine." She pressed the fairy button. She shivered and jostled, whooping as a tingling sensation went through her body. Her succubus wings shrunk and moved further up on her back, making room for the translucent fairy wings to sprout out. She also acquired two antenna on her head.

So there she was. A pegasus with both succubus and fairy wings wearing a belly dancer outfit.

"I look ridiculous," Dash said.

"I think you look cute," Fluttershy said.

"Now it's your turn," Rob said, picking up the die with his tail and flinging it at Applejack.

Applejack caught it in her palm like a baseball. "Thank ya kindly." She rolled the die, got a three, and moved that many spaces. She got a Trait selector.
"Let's see, porn star," Applejack rolled her eyes, "siren voice, or ... brothel madame!? Oh, that's not right. This isn't a game that's family-friendly."

"No," Rob said, annoyed. "It's not supposed to be."

"What have you got against brothel madams, Applejack?" Rarity asked, offended.

"I mean," Applejack began, but Rarity wouldn't let her finish.

"There is nothing wrong with being a woman who is trying to make a living, even if you have to use unorthodox means to do so," Rarity said huffy.

"Okay, I get it, I get it, sex work isn't bad!" Applejack said. "Still, I'm not sure I'm comfortable with that being an option."

"You know what I think?" Rarity said. "I think you should choose that option, just so you have a glimpse of what life is like on the other side. Maybe then you'll have a better understanding of what it's like to live as a sex worker."

"Ooh," Rob cooed, "that's good idea. What do you say, Applejack?"

Applejack sighed. "All right, fine, but this ain't gonna tell me anything I didn't already know." She selected the brothel madam option.

Pink smoke swelled around her feet and blew up in a poof. Applejack was now wearing a low-cut black dress with ruffled sleeves and a skirt. At her feet appeared three dwarfish escorts, all wearing different skimpy outfits, varying between revealing leather jackets with lacy bras or latex tube tops, all with skirts and high-heeled pumps.

“Well,” Applejack said, observing her entourage. “Ain’t that something.”

“It’s very something!” Rarity said. “You should take good care of all three of them, Applejack,”
Rarity said.

“Yeah, yeah, I will,” Applejack said. “I may disapprove of the idea, but I ain’t never said I was a monster.” The escorts cooed and hugged her legs, flicking their tails appreciatively for their matriarch. “Ladies, you’re very sweet. Now get a move on!”

“Honestly, Applejack … you’re hopeless,” Rarity said.

“What do you mean by that?”

“I mean, you could stand to develop a bit of tact when you scold people.”

“I only scold people who need to be scolded.”

“Even so, your bluntness can come across as rather rude.”

“I don’t say nothing that I don’t know is the one-hundred percent honest truth.”

Rarity was about to reply when Rob gave a low, displeased rumbling growl.

Rarity chuckled awkwardly. The last thing she wanted was to offend Rob again and have him leave and end up with her at the mercy of another incubus.

“Ha-ha, Pinkie Pie!” Rarity turned to her, hoping to provide Rob with a distraction from her and Applejack’s arguing. “I do believe it is your turn, isn’t it?”

“It is!” Pinkie answered. The die appeared in her hand with a poof. She rolled it, got a three, and cartwheeled down her spaces. A Trait selector appeared.

“I’ve got sexy librarian, belly dancer, and … porn star,” Pinkie pursed her lips, displeased.
“What, again?” Rob asked.

“You know what? I’m just gonna take it and hope that makes it stop showing up!” Pinkie Pie selected the porn star option. She was enveloped in pink smoke for the changes to take place, though when the smoke disappeared, she didn’t seem all that different except for her nurse outfit being shorter in the skirt and showing off more of her cleavage. “There. Are you happy now, random number generator?”

“Let’s hope so,” Rob said, “I still don’t understand why that Trait keeps showing up as much as it does!”

“Ain’t nothing we can do about it now,” Applejack said, “unless you can figure it out right quick, I say move on to the next turn.”

“Right,” Rob turned to Fluttershy. He pointed his finger, and the die was in Fluttershy’s hand.

Fluttershy yawned. Being the one most conscious of her manners either second to or on par with Rarity, she covered her mouth, careful not to use the hand that was holding the die lest she accidentally drop the die and swallow it.

“Rob, we’ve been going at this game for awhile, and I’m kind of tired,” Fluttershy said. “Can I take a nap?”

“Sure thing, Fluttershy,” Rob said, “after you finish your turn. You can nap until your next turn rolls around.”

“Thank you,” Fluttershy rolled the die and got a six, which put her next to Rarity at the end of her turn. A Trait selector appeared for her, and Rarity glimpsed it and saw it had the same options as one of her previous selectors, the one where Rob had chosen lactation for her.
Fluttershy also picked lactation, though unlike Rarity it was entirely of her own free will. She gave a sleepy grunt that made it seem like she wasn’t actually paying attention to what she was choosing. She didn’t have any reaction when wet spots appeared on her shirt.

“Can I nap now?” Fluttershy asked, yawning again.

“You may,” Rob answered.

“Fluttershy, darling, I’m afraid I have to ask that you do try to look elsewhere when you yawn,”
Rarity said, the yawn spreading to her. “I would rather not nap until this game is over.”

“Sure thing,” Fluttershy said. She tapped her staff on the ground and made a number of branches with forks in them appear to prop her up and serve as something of a standing bed, keeping her upright. Her rested her eyes and her breathing grew heavy. Her horn glowed, and vines appeared and crawled up from her bedpost branches. The vines reached up and peeled her top down, curling around her boobs and tweaking her nipples, making milk leak out.
Rarity blushed and looked away. It seemed Fluttershy didn’t have as much control over her Alicorn magic when she was asleep, which Rarity supposed made sense. Normal unicorns struggle to keep their magic under control when they’re young and sleeping. She couldn’t imagine someone who’d only been part unicorn for a day could get through the same thing.

“Twilight,” Rob said, reaching his tail down towards with the die nestled in his tail fluff. Twilight seemed more interested in watching milk come out of Fluttershy’s boobs than in the game piece, so Rob snapped at her to get her attention. “Twilight!”

“Huh? Oh, right,” Twilight took the die from his tail and rolled. She got a four and moved that many spaces.

Air horns sounded, electronic music blared, and green, pink and yellow floodlights appeared around the space Twilight landed on, turning their lights on her. Kazoos blew as confetti and streamers appeared from nowhere.

“What’s going on?” Twilight asked.

“Isn’t it obvious?” Rob asked. “It’s a special event!”

A wooden sign reading “SPECIAL EVENT” descended from the skies, hung up on two thin strings. Another, smaller sign appeared and descended until it was hanging just below the first sign. It read “COPY AND PASTE.”

“What does that mean?” Twilight asked.

“Twilight Sparkle, I’m surprised at you,” Rob said, “you’re smart. What do you think it means?”

Twilight cupped her chin and set her mind to work. “I would guess it means something is going to get copied and pasted, but I have no idea what.”

“Your Traits are, of course!” Rob said. “Not all of them, but whichever you choose this turn will be copied onto another player of your choice!”

“Really?” Twilight asked.

“Would I lie to you?” Rob asked.

“No, I don’t think so,” Twilight said.

Rob seemed touched.

“You might misdirect me, however,” Twilight said.

“Oh, honestly!” Rob stomped his feet. “What’s a draconequus gotta do to earn a little trust around here?”

“Not play perverted games?” Applejack innocently suggested.

“I’ve told you already, I’m doing as much as I can!” Rob cried.

“Yeah, but that doesn’t mean we don’t still have something to complain about,” Applejack said.

“Anyway,” Rob said, rolling his eyes. He snapped his fingers and a selector scroll appeared in Twilight’s hands.

Twilight read over the options for Traits from the scroll. The list included lactation, hypnotic fluids, (Twilight had a pretty good guess what fluids it meant) and hypnotic gyrations.

“Gyrations?” Twilight tilted her head. “What, like dancing?”

“That’s the gist of it, yes,” Rob said. “Though like I said, I don’t make the rules.” He shrugged.
“Not all of them, at least.”

“Hmm.” Twilight squinted at the scroll. “I think, out of all these, gyrations would probably the least disruptive.” Twilight tapped the scroll and selected that option. A series of hoops made of light all the colors of the rainbow appeared around her and traveled upward, humming and warbling like something out of an 80’s sci-fi movie. The hoops then collapsed together and solidified, turning into three hula hoops, one pink, one yellow, one blue. The hoops attached themselves to the side of Twilight’s skirt.

“Okay,” Twilight said, “this doesn’t seem so bad.”

“Now pick someone to copy it onto,” Rob said.

“Do I have to?” Twilight asked with a grimace.

“Yes,” Rob growled, flashing his teeth. “Now pick.”

Twilight looked around the board. Fluttershy was asleep, so Twilight wasn’t comfortable putting this on her without her assent.

“Don’t look at me,” Rarity said, “Don’t you think I’ve suffered enough already, Twilight?”

“We all have, Rarity,” Applejack said, “get over it.”

“I beg your pardon?” Rarity asked. “I don’t remember the part where you got caught and nearly thralled by an incubus to become their permanent sex maid.”

“Yeah, but wasn’t the incubus in the game because of your dirty thoughts and those comics you’d been reading?” Applejack shot back. Rarity blushed.

“Hmm,” Twilight looked around again. She shut down Applejack and Rarity as potential choices, which, after taking Fluttershy out of the equation, left Pinkie Pie and Rainbow Dash.

“I think,” Twilight said, and trailed off. Her other set of memories attempted to wrest and take control away from her, in clear violation of Rob’s directives for it. It was unsuccessful in retaking Twilight completely, but it was enough to influence her decision making.

“Obviously, it should go onto Rainbow Dash,” Twilight said with a slight amorous tone her voice. “I mean, it fits with her being a belly dancer rather well, doesn’t it?”

“What? Me?” Dash said. “Why not Pinkie Pie?”

“Yeah!” Pinkie Pie said. “Why not me?” She was getting tired of being left out from all the big events.

“I don’t know,” Twilight said, feigning innocence.

“Is that your final answer?” Rob asked. “Rainbow Dash it is?”

“Yes, Rob,” Twilight said, “that’s my final answer.”

“Done,” Rob wagged his fingers, and the series of rainbow colored hoops appeared around
Rainbow Dash. They warbled and repeated the entire process they had gone through with Twilight, and when they were done, Rainbow Dash had a set of hoops hanging off her belly dancer skirt just like the ones Twilight had.

Rainbow Dash sighed. “Fine. Whatever. It’s not like I’ll ever have to use them anyway.”

“Oh, I wouldn’t be too sure about that,” Rob said, “you never know when something might come in handy!”

“Uh-huh, sure,” Dash said, and became determined not use the hypnotic gyrations Trait just to prove him wrong.

Spotlights appeared and roved over the board with the accompaniment of music.

“What’s going on now?” An exasperated Rarity asked.

“Chance Time!” a squeaky, high-pitched voice announced.

“Where is that voice coming from?” Rarity asked.

“I don’t know, but I kind of want to strangle it,” Rainbow Dash said.

“Oh, goodness me, how could I forget?” Rob laughed and chuckled to himself. “I put in a little something extra, a little surprise, if you will, for after we passed a certain number of turns. See, I figured my players might start getting bored now, so I decided to throw something in there to spice things up a notch! You know, to keep you interested and invested, and make sure you didn’t get bored with the game.”

“You needn’t have worried about that,” Rarity said.

“Yeah,” Applejack said, “this game is plenty interesting enough already just the way it is.”

“How was I supposed to know that you’d still be invested after this long?” Rob asked. “Besides, I’m not sure you are. You’re still complaining!”

“The game’s still perverted!”

Rob continued as if he hadn’t heard Rarity. “The game is supposed to be fun and helpful, but all you want to do is get to the end and finish! Well, good for you, because this means we’re getting close to the end!”

“There’s an end?” Applejack asked. “I thought you said it would end when we got all the Wishes we needed?”

“Yes,” Rob said, “but even in, majestic as I am, in my infinite glory and chaos magic, couldn’t think up enough material to make one single game last forever. You are going to run out of spaces, eventually.”

“And when that happens?” Rarity asked.

“I don’t know,” Rob said, “I hadn’t planned that far.”

“Heh,” Applejack chuckled. “For a reality-warping time traveler from the future, y’all sure to seem to have a problem with your foresight.”

“Oh, yes, whatever,” Rob said. “You know what, I know, here’s what we’ll do; we’ll reset the game.”

“Reset?” Applejack asked.

“Yes. Reset. Move all of you back to square one, reset all your Traits and Wishes, and start the whole game all over again.”

Applejack and Rarity exchanged glances and grimaces. No matter what, they couldn’t let that happen. Neither of them thought their sanity would stay intact if they had to repeat the game and go through and go through every single part of this perverted, insipid experience a second time. So they resolved that they would beat the game within this cycle before Rob felt the need to do a reset. Their sanity depended on it.

“Anyway, Rob,” Applejack said, “you still haven’t told us what this ‘Chance Time’ actually, you know, does.”

“Oh yes, Chance Time!” Rob said eagerly, prouder of his work than Applejack and Rarity though he had any right to be. “Simply put, what it means is that from now, there is DOUBLE the chance of a special event happening on any player’s turn, on any space!”

“You mean ...” Rarity said with worry. “There’s now double the chance that I’ll have to deal with an incubus again?”

“Yes!” Rob said. “Double the chance of incubi! Double the chance of slimes! Double the chance of getting two traits in one turn! Double the EVERYTHING!” Rob tossed his hands into the air. Confettis, streamers, and hard candies appeared and rained out from his palm, joined with the sound of a kazoo. “Ooh, I can’t wait! What kind of exciting things will happen now? This is truly is the endgame, ladies and gentlemen! Well, it’s the medium-to-high point, at least. What will happen? Let’s watch!”

A spotlight appeared on Rarity, and the rest of the board grew darker to make it stand out that much brighter.

Rarity pursed her lips, unsure about this. She saw the die was in her hand. She curled her fingers around the die, kissed it for good luck, then tossed it out of the spotlight, rolling a four.
The spotlight disappeared, and the lights seemed to go back to normal, or what passed for normal in this pocket dimension, anyway.

Rarity had only moved one space when a giant glass jar the size of a pony popped up from out of the ground.

“How rude!” Rarity said. She tapped on the glass. “Don’t you know it’s not nice to get into the path of a lady when she’s walking? Hmph!” Rarity tried to walk around the jar, but found an invisible wall blocking her off and trapping her in the space. “What? Oh, this again, great.” She sighed and facepalmed. She was going to have to do something with the glass, wasn’t she? That was the way the game usually worked.

Rob stifled a giggle.

“Okay, Rob,” Rarity said. “What’s the trick here? How do I get past this jar?”

“It’s quite ...” Rob couldn’t stifle himself as well, and let out a laugh. “It’s quite simple, Rarity. All you have to do … is fill the jar.”

“Fill the jar?” Rarity asked. “That doesn’t sound so bad. Fill it with what?”

“With your milk,” Rob answered with probably more satisfaction than someone claiming to be the girls’ friend should have taken from this.

Rarity gasped. She looked down at her cleavage, then at the jar, then at the cleavage again. She pointed to the jar. “You mean I’m supposed to fill that, with these?” she pointed to her breasts.

“What’s the matter, Rarity?” Rob asked. “I thought you said you didn’t want to deal with big boobs for the whole game!”

Rarity clenched her fists and growled. Knowing it was fruitless to try and complain her way out of the situation once Rob had set his mind on what she had to do, she gnashed her teeth and went over to the jar. She grabbed the lip of the jar and climbed up on top of the edge. She leaned over the lip and balanced herself to where she wouldn’t tip over and fall in, then got ready. She pulled down her tube top and began playing with boobs, bouncing them up and down and rolling them, before squeezing her nipples and proceeding to milk herself. Drops of milk splashed on the bottom of the jar, and with how little space in the jar the drops took up on the bottom of it, Rarity was going to be there awhile if her task was to fill the jar up to the top.

“Sheesh,” Rainbow Dash said. “I hope I don’t have to deal with anything like that.”

“Oh, I’m sure Rob’s got something equally unpleasant planned just for you,” Applejack said.

“Hey!” Rob objected. “Not ‘just for her’ - I made this game to be equally unpleasant for all of you! What am I saying?” He shook his head. “Equally pleasant! Equally pleasant!”

“Uh-huh,” Rarity said. “Apologies, Rob, darling, but you must forgive us if we don’t quite put stock in everything you say when we keep having to do things like this.” She gestured to the jar, then resumed milking. The jar wasn’t going to fill itself, and she had a lot to milk out of her boobs if she wanted to fill it up.

“Just roll the die, Rainbow,” Rob said sulkily. He tossed the die into Dash’s hand.

“Please don’t give me a jar, please don’t give me a jar,” Dash muttered under her breath before rolling and getting a six. Unable to help her competitive nature, she threw her arms up into the air in celebration. “Ha-ha, yes! I got a six! Eat it, losers.”

“Given the things around here, I’m not sure we want to eat anything,” Applejack quipped.

Rainbow Dash moved down her spaces with a confident stride in her strut. She wasn’t interrupted by anything along the way, which as far as she knew, meant her turn was going better than Rarity’s.

Purple sparkly smoke trails appeared around Rainbow Dash’s feet. They swirled around her, slithering like snakes preparing to rear up and strike.

The trails formed a ring, and two pillars rose up out of the smoke and held still, one behind Dash, one in front. Creaks emitted from them like doors being opened, and an incubus stepped out of the one in front of Dash.

“What?” Dash said. “Come on.”

Another creak came from behind her, and Dash turned around to see a second incubus sneaking up on her backside.

“Come on,” Dash groaned.

“You know the rules, Rainbow Dash,” Rob said. “Special event! You’ll have to work your way around somehow, and I think you know what to do!”

Dash sighed. “Yeah. Yeah, I guess I do, don’t I?” She glared at the incubus in front of her with hate in her eyes. “Come and get some, then.”

“Ooh!” the incubus said. “You’re an eager one, aren’t you?”

“Yeah,” Dash replied. “Eager to get this over with.”

“Oh, don’t be like that, beautiful,” the incubus behind her said. He gently laid his hands on her shoulders, invading her personal space. “Who knows? Maybe if you relax a little and let us in, you’ll see being with one of us isn’t so bad. Why, you might even come to like it.” He brought his hips against hers.

“Yeah,” Dash said, “that’s exactly what I’m trying to avoid.” She bucked her hips and threw him off. The incubus stumbled and shook his fists at rage at being rejected, though he mostly kept his calm. He did raise an arm to swipe at her, though.

The other incubus chuckled. “Patience, brother, patience. I’m sure, given enough time, she’ll wise up and learn the best thing for her is to give in to us.” He thrust his cock forward at her, not close enough to touch it.

The mere act of simply looking at it was enough to make Dash’s head dizzy. It radiated something, something that made it seem appealing and irresistible. She felt a bit more sympathetic to Rarity for falling to her incubus so easily.

At least, until she remembered Rarity was the entire reason incubi were even in this game to begin with.

“Rarity!” Dash shouted. “I blame you for this!”

Rarity blushed and tried to awkwardly smile the guilt away. “Who, me?”

Rainbow Dash’s crotch tingled, and her vagina twitched, eager to have something hard and solid inside.

“Shit,” Dash muttered under her breath. The aphrodisiac from the dodgeball game she lost was kicking in. That was going to make resisting the incubi’s advances a little harder than it might otherwise be.

“While Rainbow Dash deals with this double trouble, the rest of the game is still afoot and advancing!” Rob said. “Let’s see how our lovely and brutally honest Applejack deals with this shocking turn of events!”

“You’re going to be dealing with a shocking turn of my fists if y’all don’t knock that off right now,” Applejack growled. She nonetheless rolled her die and rolled a measly two. “What? Are y’all kidding me? A two? I can’t help Rainbow Dash or Rarity with just a two!”

“Who says you need to help them?” Rob asked. “Rarity and Rainbow Dash are adults who are more than capable of handling things by themselves, thank you very much.”

“I guess,” Applejack groaned. “I’m still not sure about leaving Rainbow Dash to face those incubi alone.”

“Yet, you must,” Rob said. “If it were me, I would worry less about Rainbow Dash and especially Rarity and worry more about what I might have to deal with once I land on a space.”

Applejack gulped. Rob was right about that. The ways things were going, there was no doubt in Applejack’s mind there was going to be something waiting for her when she landed on her space.

Applejack carefully and cautiously stuck one foot out from her space. She wanted to move slowly this turn and delay having to deal with the nasties for as long as possible. She scooted her other foot across her space until she passed over into the next one. She repeated this process for the next space.

Applejack sighed and relaxed at first when nothing immediately sprang out to attack after finishing her movement between spaces. She relaxed too soon.
Clumps of dirt were thrown all over the space in front as something burst out of the space from the ground.

Appearing before Applejack was an odd-looking creature that seemed like a normal pony, except for its pale white skin and having a red mushroom cap for hair. Applejack squinted.

“Say, haven’t I seen you somewhere before?” Applejack asked. “I feel like I have ...”

“Who knows?” the mushroom pony said. “We mushrooms get around. But for right now, all that matters is me getting into you.” The mushroom whipped her arms and turned them into fleshy, spongy tentacles. She lashed her tentacles around Applejack’s ankles and tripped Applejack up, pulling Applejack towards her.

“I’m Septa, by the way,” the mushroom said.

“I’m Applejack. Nice to meet you, Septa,” Applejack said politely, “but I can’t let y’all do … whatever it is you want to do to me!” She reared her leg and kicked Septa in the face.

“Ow!” Septa groaned. She pulled herself further out of the ground, letting Applejack see her bare, large breasts and uncovered vagina between her plump thighs. “That hurt, Applejack!”

“Sorry about that,” Applejack said, turning over and trying to crawl away. “Wouldn’t have had to have done that if y’all weren’t trying to drag me off into Tartarus, or whatever it is you’re trying to do.”

Septa got a devious smirk on her face. “Ooh, you shouldn’t have exposed your backside to me.”

“What?” Applejack asked. “Why not?”

She got her answer when Septa’s tentacle stabbed through the back of her pants like a knife. The tentacle rammed itself right inside her asshole, and Applejack moaned, finding the tough, muscular, spongy appendage rooting around in her ass a more pleasant experience than she would have given it credit for if someone had described it to her.

Applejack sighed and rocked her head, enjoying the sensation of Septa's cool cum oozing into her bum.

"Fluttershy, it's your turn now, so wake up," Rob said. "Fluttershy? Fluttershy?"

"Fluttershy!" Rarity snapped, turning some of her frustration from her challenge onto Fluttershy. "Wake up, darling!"

"Huh?" Fluttershy asked, jolting awake. She looked around and saw Applejack being tentacle-sexed by a mushroom creature, Rainbow Dash being double-teamed by a pair of incubi, and Rarity standing over a jar pouring milk from her nipples into it. "Oh my! A lot has been happening while I was taking my little nap, hasn't it?"

"Yes," Rarity said bitterly as she continued to milk herself, "yes, it has." She had made enough progress to cover the bottom of the jar.

"Since Rarity's challenge is in your way, Fluttershy, and it isn't going to move until she's made it all the way through, I will permit you one free action this turn," Rob said. "You don't have to pick a Trait. You don't have to roll a die. But if you would like to roll a die and move backward, you can."

Fluttershy tapped her chin, putting some thought in it. One turn where she basically had the freedom to do anything she wanted within the game's rules. She wanted to make sure she used it wisely.

She surveyed the game board, seeing Septa and the incubi giving Applejack and Rainbow Dash trouble. She looked at the jar and how Rarity was nursing herself to try and fill it. Rarity gave a pant, breathing heavily. Her tits had run out and she was dry, but she continuing to milk her nipples despite this. She didn't seem to notice she wasn't producing any milk.

"I think I would like to help Rarity," Fluttershy said. Rarity was the closest to her, and the one with the most obvious solution to for helping.

"You may do so," Rob said. "But I must ask, how do you intend to do that?"

Fluttershy moved down the spaces to the jar. "Rarity, could I ask you to make some room for me up there?"

"Of course, darling, but I don't see how you're going to help."

Rarity scooted to the side of the jar's lip. Fluttershy climbed up the side of jar and leaned over in the same position Rarity was in. Fluttershy pulled down on her dress and let her tits hang out.

Fluttershy's horn glowed, and enveloping her breasts in the green glow of her magic. Her nipples firmed up and milk leaked out. She pinched her nipples and milked herself, adding to Rarity's stream. Rarity turned to Fluttershy with a relieved smile on her face.

"Hmm," Fluttershy looked down at the bottom of the jar. "At this rate, this might take awhile. Rob, could I do something to speed this along?"

"Depends," Rob said. "What do you have in mind?"

Fluttershy raised up her staff. "I would like to make a tree to pour honey into the jar."

Rob scratched his chin and thought about it. "A lot of people do mix honey in with their milk or tea... oh, okay, I'll allow it!" He beamed as if he thought Fluttershy was just so very clever.

Fluttershy tapped her staff against the jar. A tree burst out of the ground to the side of jar and bent over, dripping honey and sap out of a hole into the jar.

"Ah," Rarity sighed. "At this rate, we'll be done in no time!"

"Count on it, ladies! But I'm afraid we have to go to the next turn." Rob snapped his fingers and the die appeared in Twilight's hand.

Twilight tapped the die nervously in her hands, looking around at all the chaos that was happening, all the obstacles her friends were facing. "What do I do?"

"The only thing ya can do, sugarcube!" Applejack shouted. "Just go forth and make a leap - or in this case roll - of faith!"

Twilight nodded, steeling herself with Applejack's encouragement. She rolled the die and got a four, moving forward and almost catching up to Rainbow Dash's square where the incubi were attempting to have their way with her. But if the incubi did take any notice of Twilight, they didn't seem interested in leaving Rainbow Dash alone so they could go after her.

That made Twilight sigh with relief. A Trait selector appeared, which Twilight found a tad insensitive. The game was still asking her to pick Traits at a time like this?

"What?" Twilight took the scroll into her hands. The Traits weren't anything like what they had been before. When before they had been things like lactation, porn star, big boobs, hypnotic scents, this one said things like caring, empathy, and good listener.

"What in the wide wide world of Equestria is this?" Twilight asked.

"What's it say, Twilight?" Pinkie asked, moving and causing the interesting boxes on her dress to jostle around. "What's it say?"

"Caring, empathy, and good listener," Twilight said.

Pinkie Pie adopted a confused look. None of them notice Rob snickering to himself.

"If I might make a suggestion?" Rarity called. Her tits had resumed production, and between her, Fluttershy, and the honey from Fluttershy's tree, they had filled the jar up an eighth of the way. "You were awfully focused on Nightmare Moon for a time there. You perhaps could do with an enhancement to your listening skills!"

Twilight blushed, her ears flopping down. "My listening skills are just fine, thank you!" Twilight looked down at the scroll carefully. "But... I suppose it wouldn't hurt to get a little improvement... if I'm going to be a good friend."

Twilight tapped the listening skills selection. A circle of pink light lit up from beneath her and enveloped her. It disappeared, and her listening skills were improved. She blushed again, suddenly aware of each and every time in her life up till now when she hadn't actually been listening to someone in a conversation, speaking over them, not paying attention to what they had to say, or even just ignoring them entirely.

Twilight hung her head in shame, looking down at the tiles. "I've been a terrible friend, haven't I?"

"Oh, sugarcube, don't say that," Applejack comforted her. "Everyone makes mistakes. Some of us take longer to develop social skills than others."

Twilight smiled softly. "Thanks, Applejack."

"But I'll tell you what would make you a great friend," Applejack said. "Hurrying up and getting over here so ya can save me from this damn mushroom!"

Twilight saluted. She arched her legs and took a running pose, preparing to dash to Applejack's aid, before remembering her turn was over and she couldn't move any more spaces.

Except not quite over as she thought, it seemed. She heard a whistle from up above and looked up.

A pony landed on the space right in front of her in a three-point landing and rose to his feet. He was a blue stallion, wearing glasses and a button-down shirt with a pocket protector. He looked at Twilight and adjusted his glasses, which obscured his eyes.

"Hello, Twilight," the stallion said. "Remember me?"

"What? No, I don't know you..." Twilight groaned. The aphrodisiac kicked in, making hearts appear around her head, and with it, her other set of memories took over. "Why, yes! Yes, I do remember you! We had so much fun doing it in the teacher's break room that one time, didn't we?"

"Yes," the stallion answered, unzipping his pants and letting his cock hang out. "Yes, we did."

Twilight giggled and sank to her knees. The stallion approached her with his member erect and stood at the edge of his space. Twilight leaned forward and took his length into her mouth, sucking and rubbing it with her fingers happily.

"No!" Applejack shouted. "Twilight, fight it! Come on! You've got to help us!"

"Hmm?" Twilight asked, popping her mouth off.

"Come on, sweetie," the stallion grabbed Twilight's head and forced her back onto his shaft. "Ignore them. Pay attention to me. After we're done, you can pay them as much attention as you want ... but not until you make my blow my load, huh?"

Twilight giggled. The idea of making him blow his load and shoot a wad of cum down her throat ... it got to her. It made her wet.

"Damn it, Twilight!" Applejack shouted. "Come on! You're better than this! You're no town bicycle! Have some more respect for yourself and your body!"

"Applejack!" Rarity snapped. "Don't be rude! There is nothing with one choosing a lifestyle which tailors itself to the pursuit of good, happy, consensual sex. There is, however, something to be said for prioritizing sex when your friends all in danger and are in need of rescue, Twilight!"

"Yeah!" Dash shouted, cocks ramming in and out of her front and back. "I can't keep up with these guys forever! I can already feel them starting to cum!"

"Hmm?" Twilight perked her head up at the mention of her name.

"Twilight, ignore them," the stallion said. "Pay attention to me, and only me. Love my cock. Suck it, suck it hard. Take it deep into your throat and remember how much you love being a slut. How much you love going behind the seats in the gym, or the parking lot, and finding somewhere in the college and finding a nice guy to suck off. You love swallowing loads, don't you? You want to swallow my load. More than you want to go and help some of your lame 'friends' with anything."

"Mm?" Twilight raised a questioning eyebrow at the word friends.

"That's right, Twilight!" Applejack shouted. "We're your friends! You're our friend! And we need you! We need you to help us out, the way a true friend would!"

Twilight blinked several times, as if trying to clear dust out of her eyes. Her eyes widened, and she popped her mouth off the stallion's rod and pushed him away. Her proper memories were pushing out her implanted ones.

"No!" Twilight shouted. "Listen, you seem like a perfectly fine sexual partner, but my friends need me!"

"But-"

"No buts!" Twilight raised her finger in the air dramatically. "Maybe after I save my friends, we can do something together, but for right now, my friends need me, and I have to help them!"

"But ... oh, fine." The stallion shrugged his shoulders in defeat. His body dissolved and faded away into a pink mist.

Rob was on the verge of tears. He conjured a tissue and dabbed at the corners of his eyes. "Bravo! Bravo, Twilight. That was beautiful. You passed my tests with flying colors!"

"Heh," Applejack laughed. "As if there was ever any doubt. Now, Twilight, do something about all these monsters!"

"Right!" Twilight searched around the room for opportune targets for attack. She squinted, her eyes falling on the incubi.

Twilight tapped at her neck and cleared her throat. "Attention," she said, activating her Siren Voice, now able to exercise more control over it. There was something peculiar about the way one's friends being in danger does wonders to one's ability to focus and work on new skills. "Attention, incubi. Stop what you're doing. Do not cum into Rainbow Dash. Let Rainbow Dash cum onto you."

"What?" the incubus pounding Rainbow Dash's ass said. He didn't seem too affected by Twilight's voice.

"Let ..." the front incubus said, blinking and speaking in a tired voice. "Let Rainbow Dash ... cum onto me, yes." His thrusts slowed down, and Rainbow Dash smirked. His cock was now barely touching her vagina.

"That's right, ya bum," Dash said proudly, moving her hands to her boobs and crotch and proceeding to masturbate. "You just sit right and let Rainbow Dash take care of you. Ooh!" Seemingly on its accord, Rainbow Dash's succubus tail whipped around and beginning pumping into her snatch.

"I’m still here," the other incubus said. Dash blushed as felt the incubus behind jerk into her. She glared at him over the shoulder, only to receive a smug smirk from him in return.

"Hey," Dash spoke to her tail, "as good that feels, I got a better job for ya; keep this guy out of my ass!"

The tail, seeming to understand her words, pulled itself out of her snatch, which was getting wetter, and whipped around to the back of her. It lashed itself around the incubus's cock and wrapped around it several times, trying to hold it back and keep it from entering Rainbow Dash's ass. The incubus growled.

"Just a ... little more!" Dash groaned, fingering herself and playing with her boobs. "Come on!" Remembering she had it, she ordered her mini-escort to give her a boost, and had her reach over and kiss, suck, and bite on her snatch.

"Ah!" Dash sighed, cumming. Her cunt spilled out cum like raindrops, drizzling it over the tip of the front incubus's cock.

The incubus moaned. Hearts appeared in his eyes. "I ... obey you, Mistress Dash. I ... love you. No. What am I saying? You're supposed to love me!"

"Love me, huh?" Dash asked, the smug grin now hers. "Tell you what. Why don't you prove you love me by dealing with this bozo here and taking care of him for me?" She pointed over her shoulder at the second incubus.

"I ... yes... no!"

"Do as she says," Twilight commanded with her Siren voice, "take care of him."

"I ... won't!" The incubus said, fighting to keep his face from breaking into an obedient grin.

"How about this?" Dash asked, and she activated her entrancing scent, flapping her wings to blow it in his direction.

He took in the scent, and his body went limp. "Yes. Must ... obey Rainbow Dash. Must ... take care of him!" He spread his wings and flew over Rainbow Dash, landing behind the other incubus.

"Hey!" the incubus objected as the first incubus grabbed him. "What do you think you're doing? Ah!"

The first incubus succeeded in prying the second incubus off of Rainbow Dash and throwing him to the ground. The first incubus pinned the second down, and proceeded to ram his cock into the second's ass.

"Not fair!" the second incubus complained, slamming his fists. "It's not supposed to go this way!"

"Tough titties," Rainbow Dash snapped. She turned to the mini-escort. "Ya did good, kid. Now, why don't you go see if you can help them out?" She pointed the mini-escort to Rarity and Fluttershy.

The escort saluted and scuttled over to the jar. She climbed up and leaned over, but ended falling in. Despite that setback, she began pinching her nipples in an effort to milk itself.

"Say ..." Applejack said drowsily. "That'sh ... that'sha good idea. Why don't you ... go do that?" She pointed her escort of escorts at the jar, and they followed suit.

The entourage of escorts climbed up the sides of the jar and leaned in, presenting their breasts to it. They tweaked their nipples and added extra streams of milk to the effort. With their help, the jar was filled in no time. Rainbow Dash's escort who had fallen in happily swam around in the milk and honey mixture. She opened her mouth to drink as she swam it.

"As much as I understand where you're coming from," Rob plucked the escort out of the jar, "I'm afraid the jar must be entirely filled with liquid." He dropped her to the ground. The other escorts pumped in a little more milk to make up for the difference in the liquid level taking out the escort made.

The jar was considered full, and disappeared, poofing from underneath them. This had the unfortunate side effect of making Rarity and Fluttershy drop to the ground.

"So sorry about that," Rob said absent-mindedly.

"Now that that's out of the way ..." Fluttershy got to her feet and aimed her staff. "Stop messing with Applejack!" She shot out a green wave, making Septa's eyes glow green as the magic washed over her.

"Huh," Septa said. "Suddenly I feel a lot less like rutting you. Oh well. Maybe some other time!" She plucked her tentacle out of Applejack and sunk into the earth.

"Thanksh, Fluttershy ..." Applejack said, sitting on her bum. "I wasns't shure how much more of that I could take." She hung her head and closed her eyes, nodding off to sleep.

"Bravo, ladies, bravo!" Rob said. "You passed the tests. More importantly, you helped each other out, like good friends should, and for that, I think you all deserve a reward! But of course, I can't make it too easy on you."

"Of course," Rarity said, rolling her eyes.

"But I can do a little bit, so here's what we're going to do." Rob snapped his fingers, and Trait selectors four times as long as the normal ones appeared in front of everyone. "On each scroll is a full list of Traits relevant to your Cutie Mark and your future Element of Harmony. Ooh! Spoilers. Anyway, select the Traits you think best apply to you."

"And?" Rarity asked.

"Then what happens?" Twilight asked.

"You'll see," Rob said. "Oh, but choose wisely! I can't just give it to you. If you mess it up, you're all going to have go through those challenges again to earn a second chance!"

Everyone grimaced. They resolved they would make the correct choice. None of them fancied dealing with the incubi, the jar, the mushroom alraune, or horny college students a second time - or whatever else Rob might come up with to throw at them.

"Let's see," Rarity said. "I choose ... generosity."
"Kindness," Fluttershy said.

"Loyalty."

"Honesty."

"Laughter!"

"And magic makes it all complete," Twilight added, finishing the circle.

Rob looked ready to burst with excitement. He turned himself into a Rob-colored firecracker and took off towards the sky, exploding and filling the sky with a rainbow light that was bright, but not quite so bright as to be blinding.

Twilight and the others blinked to clear their eyes. When the rainbow light had gone away, they were shocked to discover that now all of six of them were Alicorns, horns and wings now on all of them.

"Oh, yippie!" Rob said, appearing again, no worse for the wear despite literally exploding. "You chose correctly! You ALL chose correctly!"

"And now we get to finish the game, right?" Applejack said hopefully.

"No!" Rob shouted, drawing it out. "I'm afraid you still have at least one more challenge left." He put a handkerchief over his hand, then whipped it aside to reveal a locked treasure chest in his hand. He lowed the chest to the group.

"Inside this treasure chest is your very last obstacle course. Complete it, and you'll get another Group Wish that you can use to whatever your heart's desire, and! ... another hint about how to win the game." He smirked at them.

"Winning?" Dash said. "I'm ALWAYS for winning. Sign me up!" She took the treasure chest from Rob's hand.

"Now Rainbow Dash, do be careful with that," Rarity said. "We don't know what could be in it. There's any number of things Rob may have put in there, like another incubus or - or another jar that we have to fill with milk."

"Ah, don't be such a fuddy-duddy, Rarity!" Pinkie Pie said, the latex of her nurse's outfit making her boobs bounce. "Go on, Rainbow Dash - open it! I can't wait to see what's inside!"
"Some of us might rather not," Applejack said.

"We should think of possibilities of what it might be, and then come up with strategies for dealing with each of them," Twilight suggested, only to be summarily ignored.

Rainbow Dash popped the treasure chest open. White light glowed from within.

"Oh, wow," Dash said. "... What am I looking at?"

Suddenly, the white light turned a purple and black nightmarish color, and deep, menacing laughter boomed from within the chest. Twilight took an instinctive step back, thinking it might be Nightmare Moon in there, either summoned by Discord or having escaped in Equestria and detected their magical alternate dimension and followed them there to stop the only ponies who could possibly pose a threat to their plans.

"It's Nightmare Moon!" Twilight said.

The laughter echoed out from the box again. A shadowy blob rose up out of the box and floated towards the sky.

"Not quite, but close!" the blob shouted with a familiar voice, forming a simple face consisting of a mouth and two eyes. It spun around, shooting out purple rays of light, slowly molding itself into a form more like that of a pony, eventually appearing identical to Twilight Sparkle, but with a purple corset, skirt, and thigh-high boots and a mask over her eyes.

"Midnight Sparkle, at your service!" Midnight bowed politely. "Or more accurately, you at my service!"

"As if!" Dash shouted. "Fat chance we'll ever serve you!"

"Oh, I wouldn't be so sure," Midnight said. "After all, you never know how quickly things can change in an equation! Especially when you bring your friends into the mix! Come on out, girls!" She aimed at the treasure chest and blasted it with purple, green and black beams from her palms.

Rainbow Dash dropped the chest to the ground, and more shadows crawled out of it, all of which molded themselves into dopplegangers of the rest of them. There was a Rarity who seemed normal, except for being nude with a black cloak around her neck and burning green eyes. She was followed by a Pinkie Pie wearing pantyhose and a spiked collar and matching spiked headband, as well as a Rainbow Dash dressed in the uniform of a Shadowbolt, a Fluttershy covered in fur with bat wings and red eyes, and an Applejack whose fur and eyes were entirely grayed out, as if she'd been through an old black and white TV and left her colors there when she came out.

"We don't care how many of you there or how much you look like us!" Rainbow Dash said. "We'll take you all on!"

Midnight Sparkle chuckled, grinning. "Is that right? Have at 'em, girls! Give them everything you've got!"

Midnight spread her wings and swooped down, tackling Twilight and flying her away to another spot on the board. She pinned Twilight down and planted a deep kiss on Twilight's mouth.

"Hey!" Dash shouted. "You can't do that!" She was wrong, however, as the Shadowbolt proceeded to do the same thing to her, flying at her and tackling her down to the ground, reaching a hand inside Dash's panties to get at Rainbow's labia.

"What do we do?" Fluttershy despaired as the gargoyle version of herself approached, slobbering and getting its drool everywhere.

"Think!" Rob said. "What have you done to beat every other challenge that's come your way? I mean, it's obvious, isn't it?"

"Uh, have sex with em?" Applejack said.

"Well, that too," Rob said, "but what else?"

Gray Jack went up to her and grabbed her boobs. "Hey now. Don't touch my jugs."

"I'm not touching your jugs," Gray Jack said. "I in fact have absolutely no sexual interest in you whatsoever." She said this as she trailed a hand towards Applejack's crotch.

"You can't honestly expect me to have sex with this thing!" Fluttershy said, backing away from the bat version of herself. "I mean, I don't even know where its genitalia would be!"

"I can expect it," Rob said, "but only because I have faith in you, Fluttershy. You know what to do, you just haven't realized it yet."

"I do?" Fluttershy asked. "Hmm."

The Flutterbat stalked towards her, still drooling and slobbering.

"Stop!" Fluttershy shouted, holding out her hand. Flutterbat kept moving. "Um, heel? Sit? Play dead?"

Flutterbat hissed and lunged at Fluttershy. Fluttershy deftly moved to the side, then caught Flutterbat's head with her hand. Getting an idea, she began the scratch Flutterbat behind the ears.

Flutterbat moaned and patted her leg, sticking her tongue and panting like a dog.

"There, see?" Fluttershy said. "You're not so bad, are you? Just needed a little love and care, that's all."

Flutterbat looked at Fluttershy and whined. Flutterbat pointed to her crotch.

"What?" Fluttershy looked down. "Oh, I see, you're in heat, aren't you? Well, I think I do a little something to take care of that."

Fluttershy's horn glowed. She tapped her staff and in emulation of Rob, snapped her wings. Thick vines bursted out of the ground and coiled around Flutterbat's legs, climbing up towards her crotch and penetrating into her vagina. Flutterbat moaned and thrusted her hips, using the vines to pleasure herself to her sweet satisfaction.

Fluttershy smiled, petting Flutterbat's head. "A little kindness goes a long way."

"That's great, Fluttershy," Applejack said, "now why do you propose we do about the rest of 'em!?"

"Oh my," Fluttershy said. "I hadn't thought of that."

"Get off!" Rainbow Dash groaned, trying to push Shadow Dash off her. "I've had enough with the incubi trying to get into my cunt, thanks!"

"But Rainbow Dash, I'm not an incubus," Shadow Dash said. "I'm a succubus, just like you." She stuck her tongue out, and it was an unnatural, long, forked tongue that she licked Dash's cheek with.

"Aw, you're kidding me," Dash groaned. "These things have their own Traits, too?"

"I'm afraid so," Rob said casually. "Just keep at it! I'm sure you'll figure it out." He produced a suitcase and an umbrella. He opened the umbrella backwards, then opened the suitcase and went inside, packing himself away and closing the suitcase up.

"Rob!" Dash shouted, wincing as Shadow Dash licked all over her cheek. "I need a hint over here or something!"

"Oh, darling!" the cloaked Rarity said, holding up a sewing needle like a dagger. "Your wardrobe is pitifully out of style. Here, let me give you all the latest fashions!" She made to stab at Rarity with the needle, but Rarity deftly dodged it.

"Please! I think I should have some idea of what's in fashion and what isn't," Rarity said, dodging another attempted needle strike. That proved to be a distraction, as another threaded needle rose from the ground like a snake and began encircling Rarity, trapping her and binding her limbs together.

"Oof!" Rarity groaned when she tripped. "I object to this, darling!"

The other Rarity got down and cupped Rarity's cheeks. "Lucky for me, breastfeeding is something that never goes out of style!" She stuffed her tit into Rarity's mouth and began spurting milk. Rarity quickly realized it was hypnotic and she needed to get out of her current situation ASAP.

"So, what do you like to do for fun?" Pinkie Pie asked her doppleganger.

"Oh, not much," the other Pinkie said. Or "Blooey," Pinkie had dubbed her, for her blue clothing. "I'd much rather hear about what you like to do, Pinkie Pie."

"Well, I like to throw parties for my friends, eat sweets, hang out with my friends, eat sweets, and throw parties. I don't like having to stay by the toilet when I eat too much and make myself sick, but laying down on the bathroom floor with Gummy afterward is always fun!" Only now did she notice the blue mist rising up around her. "Hey, wait a minute! You don't actually care about what I like at all! That was just a distraction so you could use your magic!"

Blooey chuckled. "So what if it was? Don't you like my magic, Pinkie? Doesn't listening to my voice make you feel good?"

Pinkie groaned. Blooey's voice became echoey and far away. Listening to it was so relaxing, Pinkie thought she could melt.

"What does it matter if I told a little fib?" Blooey asked, approaching Pinkie and grasping her shoulders. "It was worth it to bring us closer together, wasn't it?"

"Yeah," Pinkie nodded, wobbling and needing Blooey's support to keep her standing, an excellent physical representation of what Blooey was doing to her mentally. "I guess so."

Midnight was busy kissing Twilight, trying to force her tongue into Twilight's mouth. Midnight raised up her tail and spanked the side of Twilight's thigh, producing a yelp.

"Come on, Twilight," Midnight said. "Let me in! There's so much I show you." She raised her hand and a portal with a view of another world appeared. "I could show you so many different dimensions and realities. There's so much we could study and research! Like the effects on a society when their government is completely eradicated! All you have to do is say yes."

"Why would I want to say yes to that?" Twilight snapped.

"Oh, I don't know," Midnight waved her hand back and forth, and the view in the portal changed to one of Twilight in a sexy librarian outfit, on her knees, sucking some college student's cock while another rammed their rod into Twilight's ass. "Maybe it might have something to do with this?"

Twilight gasped sharply, her other set of memories taking over. She smiled and giggled, liking the idea of letting Midnight take her through other universes so she could find other cocks to give a turn on the bicycle.

"You see it, don't you?" Midnight said, raising the portal up. "The untapped potential? The unlimited possibilities?"

"Yes," Twilight answered with raspy breath, "I see it." She made no motion to resist as Midnight shoved her hand down and began stroking her cunt.

"Cum," Midnight demanded. "Cum for me, Twilight Sparkle, like the good town bicycle I know you are, and I'll take you anywhere you want to go."

"Anywhere?" Twilight asked.

"Anywhere," Midnight purred, and pecked Twilight on the cheek.

"Twilight Sparkle!" Applejack shouted, grappling with Gray Jack. "Snap out of it right this instant, young lady! I know you can fight it! Ya did it before, and you can do it again! I believe in you!"

"What is she on about?" Midnight said.

"I'm not sure," Twilight said, her eyes glazing over. "I only want to hear about all the things we could study together."

"I can certainly go on about that," Midnight said. "There are so many topics I could teach you about."

"Twilight!" Rarity shouted, trying to keep other Rarity from forcing her to suckle. "Fight it! You're better than this! Better than her!"

"Yeah!" Dash shouted, pushing Shadow Dash's hands off her. "Come on, Twilight, show that cheap knockoff who's the boss around here!"

"Uh?" Pinkie groaned, too entranced by Blooey to aid.

"Come on, Twilight!" Fluttershy said. "We need you! Pinkie needs you!"

"Twilight, that's what this whole sorry adventure has practically been about!" Rarity shouted, flopping like a fish to get away from her counterpart, who grabbed Rarity by the heels and dragged her back. "That there's more things to life than just studying! There's friendship and relationships, and learning more about the world through others! There are some things you never learn through a book, but only from interacting with friends!"

Twilight blinked several times. She rocked her head, and her eyes cleared. "That's right! With my friends by my side, there's nothing-"

Midnight clamped a hand around Twilight's mouth. "Oh, no, no. You're not getting away that easily." She redoubled her efforts to finger Twilight's cunt.

Twilight growled and glowered. She reached her hand over Midnight's hand, then stuck her other hand up Midnight's skirt into her cunt.

"Mm," Midnight moaned, pleased with the development. She and Twilight pumped their fingers in and out of each others' cunts, each racing to make one climax before the other.

Twilight smirked, getting an idea. Her horn glowed brightly.

"What are you-?" Midnight shouted, though muffled. She let out a moan and shook as magic flew from Twilight's now enchanted fingers and up her snatch.

Midnight grabbed Twilight's wrists and took it off her mouth, freeing Twilight's mouth in the process. "Clever! But two can play at that ga-ga-gaaame!" Midnight shook and jostled.
"Yes," Twilight said, "two certainly can play at it." She raised up and leaned towards Midnight. "But I can play it better."

"You, you won't - get away with this!" Midnight shook and jostled as she said. "I won't let you ... beat me this easily! No! I can't ..." Midnight's horn only now began glowing, and it was a faint glow, as if she couldn't focus. "Can't lose like this. Ooh."
Midnight gave one soft moan and came furiously, squirting jets of cum out from her skirt all over Twilight's hand. Midnight closed her eyes and began to fall over, turning back into a shadow and melting into the floor, disappearing.

Twilight hopped to her feet, magic glowing around her horn and eyes in seeming emulation of Midnight's mask. She curled her fists and began firing blasts into the board, tearing it apart and making craters.

"Hey!" Other Rarity shouted, ducking to avoid a blast. "Is that strictly necessary, darling? Huh? Oh ..." She looked up to see Rarity standing over her, now holding her needle. "Oh dear."

Rarity used her magic to insert the needle into her doppleganger's crotch, and carefully, delicate pumped her with until she came, the same as Midnight. Also like Midnight, she fell over and disappeared into a darkness.

The explosions rocked Pinkie Pie out of her stupor. Blooey looked worried.

Pinkie Pie grabbed one of the sex toys from off her dress and rammed it down Blooey's skirt, then turned the vibrator on and made Blooey's whole body vibrate.

"N-n-nice!" Blooey said, chattering. "But you're not gonna make me lose it that easily!"

"Then it's a good thing I'm a certified nurse!" Pinkie Pie drew a syringe and stabbed it into Blooey's neck, injecting her with a hit of aphrodisiac.

"Ooooh y-y-yeah t-that'll d-do it!" Blooey moaned, sweating and blushing, sticking her tongue as she creamed herself and also disappeared

Flutterbat came happily without resistance. She gave Fluttershy an adoring gaze as she fell over and she too disappeared.

"I know what to do about you," Applejack said. "You're me, but you're not me, so that means ... you're some kind of liar."

"No I'm not," Gray Jack said.

"So that means, to beat ya, all I need to do is make you be honest with yourself!" Applejack grabbed Gray Jack by the shoulder and spun her around, grabbing her in a headlock and reaching a hand down Gray Jack's pants. "You do have an sexual interest in me, don't ya? Ya say ya don't, but you do."

"No I don't!" Gray Jack shouted. The bad poker face she was wearing spoke to her inauthenticity.

"Yes you do."

"No I don't!"

"Yes you do."

"No I don't."

"Yes," Applejack plunged her fingers further in, "you do!"

"N ..." Gray Jack twitched and jerked. "Yes, I do!" She stuck her mouth as she came, and as she did, her colors returned, becoming Applejack's bright complexion once more. She gave Applejack a thumbs up as she melted into a shadow.

"Great, but what do we do about me?" Dash groaned, still fighting with Shadow Dash.

"You're a succubus, ain't you?" Applejack said. "Y'all should know all kinds of sexy tricks."

"Oh, that's right!" Rainbow looked around. "And I have my trusty escort!" Going for a two-pronged attack, she whipped and stabbed her tail through Shadow Dash's suit and began pumping Shadow Dash's vagina. Meanwhile, Rainbow's mini-escort jumped onto Shadow Dash and began sucking one of her boobs while groping and fondling the other.

"Ooh," Shadow Dash couldn't resist, and began fondling her boobs herself. She eventually came, although her climax wasn't quite as impressive as the others and she melted away.

Rob appeared before them, a silver star in his hand.

"Well done, ladies, well done!" Rob hurled the Wish at Twilight, who caught it. "As promised, here is your Group Wish. Use it wisely."

The others gathered around Twilight, allowed to move freely since they were technically in between turns.
"What should we wish for, Twilight?" Applejack said.

"Hmm," Twilight said. "Well, this is the endgame, so we must be getting close. We have two hints …” Twilight thought about

To find the answers to make your quest complete, you only need one key to your enemies' defeat.
To achieve your goals and settle the score, you would do well to take one and no more.

“One key. One and no more. So that means ... we only need one Wish!”

"I've got it!" Twilight raised the Wish up over her head.

"Yes?" Rob asked.

"You sure, Twilight?" Applejack asked.

"I'm sure," Twilight said. "Rob, I wish that for every encounter we have with a hostile person, entity, or thing, that the circumstances surrounding our encounter and the leadup to that encounter work themselves in such a way as to make it that we will always come out either victorious or at least without permanent damage done to us, our bodies, our friends, families, homes, or all of Equestria, including every living creature!"
"Beautiful," Rob snapped his fingers. "Wish granted."

There was a golden flash.

When her vision cleared, Twilight found herself back in her library, staring at the Mare in the Moon, with no recollection of her time playing the game and her soon-to-be-friends playing party games downstairs with no more recollection than she, unaware she was about to become one of the saviors of the Equestria.

Several years after that night, Twilight Sparkle marched into Celestia's quarters.

"Hello, my faithful student," Celestia said with a happy smile, looking up from her book. "What can I -"

Twilight slapped her hard enough to make Celestia's cheek red.

Celestia gasped. "What was that for?"

"That? That was for suggesting making sex the theme of the board game you and Discord arranged for to have 'Rob' make us play with your timey-wimey nonsense!" Twilight said. Celestia gasped again. "Discord told me everything. All of the details, the scheme, why you started it, why he had to structure the game way he did ... but most importantly, he told me YOU were the one who suggested making it as perverted was it was! So thanks for that!"

Twilight went up to the door and stopped. She brushed a hand across her hair and looked over to Celestia.

“Yes?” Celestia asked. “Is there more?”

“The girls and I are going to have an orgy,” Twilight said. “You can come, if you want. Just because I’m mad at you doesn’t mean they are.”

“Why, I think I do,” Celestia snapped her book shut and went to join Twilight. When they met in the doorway, Twilight glared at her.

“Yes?” Celestia said.

“You planned this, didn’t you? You engineered the whole game just to have me and my friends have an orgy that you knew I would invite you to.”

Celestia smirked. “Well, perhaps I did recognize a few benefits of Discord’s idea other than just ensuring the safety of Equestria. Guilty as charged.”

Author's Note

I wanted to include an anti-sex worker legislator as one of the challenges, but there was so much going on I couldn't fit in the political satire on top of everything else.