Roll of Fate

by Citrus Recluse

Rating: mature
Tags: Anthro, Porn, Fetish, Sex, Twilight Sparkle, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
Length: 39554

The night of the Summer Sun Celebration, of Nightmare Moon's escape, a stranger appears to Twilight and her friends to offer them a way to change the future if they'll play his board game. Sounds good. The one catch? The game's perverted.

The night of the Summer Sun Celebration, of Nightmare Moon's escape, a stranger appears to Twilight and her friends to offer them a way to change the future to help defend Equestria from coming threats if they'll play his board game.

Sounds good.

The one catch?

The game's perverted.

Tags
[[Breast Expansion] [Transformation] [Slime] [Mammary] [Masturbation] [Mind Control] [Tentacles]

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Published 2018-04-22 19:30:08 UTC
Last updated 2018-08-18 13:39:26 UTC

Da Rules

Twilight Sparkle maneuvered through the crowd, glaring resentfully at all these ponies that had come into the library to woefully misappropriate its purpose to use it for a party.

“Hey!” Pinkie Pie popped out from seemingly nowhere, putting a hand on Twilight’s shoulder. “Why the long face, Twilight? It’s a party!”

“Exactly,” Twilight said, “it’s a party. Libraries aren’t supposed to be for parties, Pinkie Pie!”

“I don’t know. There’s a lot of space in. What are they supposed to be for?”

“Quiet, reading, and most of all …” Twilight glared rather hatefully at Pinkie. “Solitude.”

Pinkie withered under Twilight’s gaze, quivering her lips sadly.

“Forget it,” Twilight said. “I’m going to my room. If you need me, I’ll be up there … not partying,” Twilight added.

“But Twilight-!”

“Just make sure things are ready for the Summer Sun Celebration,” Twilight said. “Celestia would be so disappointed if it didn’t go well under my supervision.”

“Wait, you know Princess Celestia?” Pinkie asked.

Ignoring Pinkie’s saddened expression, Twilight marched up the stairs to the second floor. She grumbled under her breath.

“Everyone in this town is crazy …” Twilight said. “Why are they so obsessed with making friends? Who needs friends? I don’t have time for friends, I need to figure out what to do about Nightmare Moon’s imminent return … ”

“Oh, I don’t know,” a deep, suave voice cooed to Twilight. “I’ve found friends can often be quite helpful. They can do all sort of things, like, say, keep you from fading from existence because you’re trying too hard. But that’s a long ways off, I suppose.”

Twilight turned ‘round to see a stranger standing on the stairway. He was tall, wearing a brown cloak and hood which covered his face, revealing nothing but his yellow eyes and wispy goatee.

“Who are you?” Twilight asked, getting ready to fight.

“A friend,” the stranger said. “Or rather, someone that will be a friend. But not yet.”

“I’m not in the mood for riddles,” Twilight glared at him.

“What I’ve said is nothing but the truth,” the stranger said, sounding hurt and annoyed, as if he were used to not being believed.

Twilight noticed something strange about the room. A crosshatched stream of magical energy, the color of a bizarre mixture of purple, black and red plaid hovered in the air. The party had stopped. Like time itself had been halted. None of the party-goers were moving, frozen like statues.

The stranger shook his head. “Do you see them down here, held like statues? Oh, how it pains me to do this to them … I hate the idea of being petrified. It’s - ugh! Gag. But they’ll thank me later.” He turned back to Twilight. “You all will.”

Twilight, however, was more concerned with the minutia of his speech. “Did you really just say ‘gag’?” Twilight asked.

“Now, Twilight Sparkle, I don’t think you’re taking this very seriously,” the stranger said.

“What’s going on?”

Twilight’s eyes snapped to the ground floor. None of the ponies were moving - except Rainbow Dash, Applejack, Pinkie Pie, Rarity, and Fluttershy, somehow unaffected by the stranger’s spell.

“What’s that?” Applejack pointed to the stranger.

“Twilight, darling, who’s your friend?” Rarity asked.

“Ah-ha!” Pinkie pointed accusingly at the stranger. “So you DO have friends!”

“What, no, he’s not my friend!” Twilight insisted.

“Ah, so good of you to come. I was wondering when you’d join us.”

“Alright, pal!” Rainbow Dash flew up to him. “What’s the big idea? Did you do this? You unfreeze these ponies right now, and make this … cloud go away!” she gestured to the energy swirling in the air.

“All things in due time,” the stranger said, holding up his hands. “You can call me a friend. Well, you will, eventually.”

"Quit talking in riddles!" Rainbow Dash took a swing at the stranger, who evaded the blow, their body turning into a swirly pink mist that traveled to the other side of the stairs and then reformed.

"Huh-what?" Dash asked, blindsided someone could dodge her attack - her, the fastest pony in Equestria.

"I don't know nothing 'bout who y'all or where ya came from, but I know enough to know anyone who make their bodies all misty like that can't be good news for no pony."

"Oh, I do so adore your southern drawl," the stranger said.

"I concur with Applejack," Rarity said. "This stranger seems … well, strange and foreboding.”

"Git 'em!" Applejack shouted. She and Rainbow Dash pounced, jumping from their positions.

The stranger snapped his fingers. Applejack and Dash stopped in mid-air, as if all laws of momentum and gravity no longer applied to them.

"What - what's going on?" Applejack asked. "I can't move!"

"Always the sharp one, aren't you?" the stranger quipped. He became flushed. "I'm sorry, that was uncalled for. But yes."

The stranger dissolved into mist, then reformed behind Twilight Sparkle, giving her a scare and causing her to jump into Rarity's arms. Rarity wasn't quite how to react, so Fluttershy took Twilight from her.

"You'll never be able to defend Equestria like that, if punching is your go-to option and you can be stopped ..." the stranger snapped his fingers again. Applejack and Rainbow plummeted to the stairs, sustaining insulting injuries to their faces which hurt their pride more than their bodies. “That easily.”

"What do y'all mean by that?" Applejack asked, standing up and righting her hat, which had become lopsided.

"Listen well, and hear my warning," the stranger said. "Dire and dark things are coming. For you, for Equestria, for all your family and all your friends. But play my game, follow the rules, and you will have everything you need to save them, in the end."

"I hate rhymes," Applejack said.

"So, what?" Rainbow Dash crossed her arms. "We're just supposed to trust you for the most generic piece of advice ever? 'Bad things are coming?'"

"No, he's right," Twilight said, seeing a chance to make the others understand what she understood. "Listen. This the 1000th night of the 100th year of Nightmare Moon's banishment. She's about to make her escape, and when she does, she'll plunge Equestria into eternal knight!"

The stranger laughed. "Ha! Worse than that. Nightmare Moon is small potatoes compared to what you'll face in the future."

"What could be worse than eternal night!?" Twilight shrieked, frantically waving her hands in horror at the idea. "If Nightmare Moon takes control of the moon away from Celestia, the consequences could be disastrous! It could mean the end of life on Equestria!"

"Indeed," Rarity said. "Even if I believed that Nightmare Moon's return was imminent - and I don't - small potatoes compared to what, mister?" She didn't notice the insulted and frustrated expression on Twilight's face.

The stranger's mouth curled up and wiggled uncomfortably, like a disturbed caterpillar being poked at by a curious child who didn't understand the distress it was causing.

"I can't tell you!" the stranger burst out.

"What?"

"Why not?"

"I just can't," the stranger said. "Because of the rules of my magic, and the rules of the magic of how I got here, I can't just flat out spill the beans and tell you about every single threat you're going to face! But believe me, I desperately want to, but I'm not allowed to do anything that could seriously upset the balance of history!" As he spoke, a can of beans appeared in the air next to them and spilled its contents onto the ground. He grabbed the can, threw it down the stairs, then kicked the can angrily. The can bounced down and hit some poor frozen pony in the head.

Twilight and the others glared at him.

"Heh, oops. Easily fixed," the stranger said.

"So what all can you tell us?" Applejack asked.

"Ah, I'm glad you asked, my dear." the stranger said, appearing behind Applejack like a stage magician. A game board appeared in his palm. "You see,, you cannot quid pro nihilo."

"Can't what?"

"Can't get something for nothing," the stranger answered. "But, if you would all consent to play my game ..." he waved the game board dramatically, letting them all see it. "Then I could give you a little more than the tiny hint I have. A lot more, come to think of it, actually."

"So how does this game work?" Pinkie Pie asked, looking more interested in the board than the actual situation.

"The rules are simple ... ish. Simpleish. Simple enough. Each turn, each player rolls a die, then moves that many number of spaces."

The stranger lifted up and floated into the air, as idly as one would make a gesture during conversations.

"When you land on certain spaces, you get a Wish," the stranger said. "You can then use this Wish to learn more about the threats the future holds for you and all of Equestria."

"Sounds good to me, let's play!" Pinkie reached towards the board, but the stranger yanked away from her reach.

"Ah, ah, but there's a catch," he said, waving a finger.

"Of course. What's the catch?" Dash asked.

"I was getting to that," the stranger said exasperatedly. "Have some patience." Dash huffed.

"As I was saying, there are certain spaces you land where you'll be given a number of 'Traits' to choose from. There's no opting out. When you land on a space, you have to pick one from the options presented. You then have to go through the rest of the game with that Trait on, or until another Trait comes in to replace it. At the end of the game, you have to use a Wish to clear away all the traits. Or you could even use it during the game to get away a particular nasty trait that you don't like, but doing so costs you a wish you could've used to better prepare to protect the future and the people of Equestria."

"Oh my," Fluttershy said. "It sounds like there's a lot at stake in this game!"

"Indeed there is, my dear Fluttershy!" the stranger floated over Fluttershy's head and gave her an affectionate pat. "But not to worry."

He rotated like a tetris piece, then floated gently onto the stairs. "We have all the time in the world."

"So ... let me make sure I understand," Twilight said. "We play your game. We can get Wishes that we can learn about future threats to Equestria, even though it means dealing with Traits that might be unpleasant, and you've stopped time so we can play without worrying?"

"That's about the gist of it, yes," the stranger said. "You always were the smart one, weren't you, Twilight?"

"I'm game!" Rainbow Dash shouted. "If there's some big bad whatever-or-another threatening my friends, I want to know who it is so I can punch their teeth in."

"Likewise!" Applejack said.

"Oh, I don't know," Fluttershy said. "That sounds dangerous."

"It's perfectly safe," Discord said. "No harm will come to you, I promise."

"No harm?"

"Well, nothing that you can't fix, my dear," Discord cupped Fluttershy's chin, and the others got the disturbing sense he was flirting with her. Fluttershy blushed. "Or at the very least, nothing worse than what you could fix with a bandage."

"Come on, Fluttershy!" Pinkie Pie said. "It might be fun."

"There is one thing, though," Rarity said. "If we're going to trust you with our personal and bodily safety, might we have your name, good mister ...?"

"As exceptional as your manners are, Rarity, I'm afraid you cannot. Doing so might disrupt that timeline thing, or so I'm told. I think it's a bunch of hoo-ha myself, but I figure, why risk it? Too bad Star Swirl couldn't design a more time-travel proof spell .."

"We have to call you something," Rarity said. "We can't just keep calling you the stranger."

"Oh, you're right. How about ... Rob?"

"... Rob?"

"Rob! Short for "Random Omnipotent Being.'" He spread his hands across the air as if this was the most genius, most gloriously acronym anyone, anywhere, had ever thought of across the universe. "Yes, Rob will do fine, I think."

"Very well, Rob. And ... are we playing?" Rarity asked.

"That's a very good question. You see, I need at least four of you to agree to this," Rob said. "You're going to be good friends one day, so maybe I'd just need one or two of you after you’ve bonded, but for right now, I need a majority rule."

"I'm down!" Pinkie said.

"That's three. Can I get a fourth?"

"Oh, gee, I don't know," Fluttershy said.

"I'm still not sure I trust you just yet," Rarity said.

"Twilight?" Applejack said. "That leaves the decision up to you."

Twilight looked back and forth, between the determined faces Dash and Applejack had, the worried ones Rarity and Fluttershy had, and the ... she couldn't tell what expression Pinkie had. Was it supposed to be insanity? No normal pony ever smiled that big.

Twilight looked down at the board, the weight of her decision becoming apparent to her.
She took another look around the room, observing the frozen ponies.

She glanced out the window, observing the moon, and the shadow of Nightmare Moon visible on surface of its reflection.

Remembering her duty to stop Nightmare Moon, Twilight made her decision. This game would be the best way to prove to them, to all of them, to Celestia, that the threat of Nightmare Moon was real and had to be taken seriously.

"I'll do it," Twilight said. "I'll play the game."

"Vunderbar," Rob said. He held the game board. If you would all just put your hand on the board here ..."

"Uh, I don't see why, but since we're committed to doing this, okay." Applejack placed her hand on it. The others followed in turn.

To their surprise, the board game began glowing, giving off a harsh white light. To their greater surprise, they were sucked inside, pulled into the board game, their bodies stretching and contorting as the board game sucked them up like noodles, leaving Rob alone.

Rob smiled and merrily threw the game into the air like tossing pizza dough, then jumped onto the board and got sucked himself.

After their vision cleared, the girls stood up and tried to get their bearings.

"Is everyone okay?" Twilight asked.

"Think so," Applejack said. "That sure was a fancy light show, wasn't it?"

"I feel funny," Pinkie Pie said, rubbing her stomach.

Rob came to them, flowing down as if descending from the skies.

"Rob!" Twilight said. "You didn't mention we'd actually get sucked into the game!"

"Didn't I?" Rob responded as if this was a genuine oversight on his part. "I thought it was implied. Oh well, too late now, you already agreed to it, and we're playing this game."

"No," Twilight said. "I refuse. We're here under false pretenses! We need to stop Nightmare Moon!"

"Nightmare Moon's been waiting another 1000 years. I'm sure can wait another 3 hours. Now play the game," Rob growled with a tone of menace.

"Better do as he says, Twi," Applejack said. "No telling what else this clown can do."

Rob pulled a horn out of his robe and honked it happily, embracing Applejack's derogatory remark.

"Now, let's roll dice to see who goes first, if you please."

A single die appeared in each of the girls' hand. They rolled it in their own distinctive ways - Fluttershy gently as afraid she was going to break it, Pinkie with enthusiasm, Dash violently, and Twilight carefully. Ultimately, Rarity got the highest roll, with 5, Dash 4, Applejack 3, Pinkie another 4, and Twilight and Fluttershy tied with 2.

"Two 2’s. What are the odds of that?" Pinkie asked.

"Better than you might think,” Rob said. “Now, Rarity, if you would roll how many spaces you're going to move ..."

Rarity did as asked, rolling a three. She walked that number of spaces.

"It's not so bad," Rarity observed. "It's like going through a sidewalk."

She landed on a Trait space. The Trait space glowed gold and gave a trumpet of fanfare despite there being no visible trumpets.

"Oh, our first trait of the game! What will Rarity pick? Let's watch," Rob said, cupping his chin with interest.

A scroll manifested and hovered in front of Rarity's face. Rarity read the options, and she blushed.

"Well?" Twilight asked. "What is it?"

"Oh my," Rarity sighed. "This is apparently one of those kinds of games."

"Well?" Twilight asked. "What is it?"

"I have three options, darling ... enlarged …,” Rarity inhaled sharply, “breasts, breasts that lactate, or a - a ... certain piece of male genitalia between my thighs."

All the girls blushed as they realized the kind of time they were in for.

Pinkie Pie took it to the most naturally. "Bigger boobies! Bigger boobies!"

Applejack shook her head. "Could y'all read the list again?"

Rarity did so.

"Well, I hate to agree with Pinkie, but I think she's right. Outta those options, the uh, enhancements sound like the ones that'll do ya the least harm."

"Well, Rarity?" Rob said, floating over. "What will you do? It's your choice, after all."

Rarity gulped. Skewering her eyes shut, she pressed a finger to the line on the scroll about the enlarged breasts.

"An excellent first choice," Rob said.

The scroll rolled up, then disappeared in a burst of green fire. Rarity pursed her lips as her breasts grew, stretching the fabric of her dress, though thankfully not ripping it. When the changes finished applying, her boobs were the size of soccer balls, nothing like the somewhat busty but reasonably figure she walked into the game with.

"Ooh!" Rarity groaned, cupping the underside of her boobs and lamented how heavy they felt. "Ooh ..." now discovering they were more sensitive, Rarity let out a moan of considerable pleasure. “Oh, my, that does feel rather nice …” She continued to rub herself and moan, bringing her hands up to her nipples as well. She began wondering if she maybe she should have gone for the lactation option.

The others watched on in uncertainty and shock, doubting if they'd made the right choice. Though Pinkie seemed into it.

This was going to be a long game.

Author's Note

Ooh boy a commission in multiple parts! Exciting!

Not much to say about this chapter. The commissioner suggested using either Discord or a Rob, "random omnipotent being" - to kick the whole thing off. I compromised by having be Future Discord under the alias of Rob.

Voices of the Future

“Go on, ladies!” Rob said. “Spin the wheel! Or rather, roll the dice, as the case may be!”

Rarity continued to adjust to her new, large, sensitive breasts.

"Ooh," Rarity moaned, digging her fingers into her breasts.

"Rarity!" Rainbow Dash shouted. "Stop fondling yourself and get a move so we can beat this stupid game!"

"Oh, she can't!" Rob said. "Her turn's ended, remember? Until it is her turn again, or somebody causes an event that affects the board, and in turn affects her, she is free to fondle herself as much as she wishes."

Rainbow harrumphed.

"Rainbow Dash," Rob bowed. "It is your turn."

"Good." A die appeared in Dash's hand. "Let's get this over with." She shook the die hard and tossed it onto the floor, where it landed with four spaces, putting her just behind Rarity.

"Great," Dash grumbled. "Now I get to watch Rarity fondle herself up close."

"An envious view, to be sure," Rob said smarmily, making Rainbow Dash to roll her eyes.

"I can't exactly stop myself, darling," Rarity said with a blush, running her fingers over her nipples. "Ooh ... maybe I can." She grunted and held her breath. With some effort, she pried her hands away from her boobs. "Gah! Oh, that was harder than I would've expected."

"You want hard?" Rob said. "I can give you-"

"Ah," Rarity held her finger. "Stop talking right there."

"I suppose that was a touch out of line," Rob admitted. "Rainbow, if you'll move?"

"Thank you, finally," Rainbow said. She walked four blocks, a scroll appearing in front of her as it happened for Rarity.

"What's it say?" Pinkie Pie asked curiously.

"My options are ... a centaur, a nymph, or a succubus," Dash read out. She stuck out her tongue and gagged. "Bleh. I don't like any of those options."

"Well, sorry," Rob said, floating into the air. "But I'm afraid you have to pick one."

"Let's ... go with the succubus," Dash closed her eyes and tapped her finger to the option. The scroll disappeared.

The bottom of Rainbow's feet stretched and turned into cloven hooves. Her legs developed a slight inward bend to them, and her muscles became toner than before. Her wings turned large, black, and bat-like. Her shirt turned black before shrinking and changing into a corset that hugged her growing breasts, which expanded in size, though not the extent Rarity had. A blue tail ending in a heart shape popped out from behind her, and curly ram horns on her head.

Dash gave her wings a light flap, testing their functionality. "Well, at least I've still got my wings."

The ground shook beneath her.

"What's that?" Dash asked.

Rob laughed heartily. "Oh my! It seems we've triggered an Event!"

"An Event?" Dash asked. "What does that mean, an Event?"

"Rob, you didn't explain anything about an Event to us," Twilight said.

"Oh, didn't I? Terribly sorry. It must have slipped my mind. I can't think why ..." he glanced over at Rarity. "But yes, on occasion, at random, or when somebody lands on a space that triggers it, an Event can happen."

"And what happens in an event?" Twilight asked.

"Oh, almost anything," Rob answered. "You can get new Traits. You can change Traits around. You can get a Wish. Or ..."

The ground rumbled again, and a giant, amorphous blob of green appeared from the skin, landing on the lines separate Rarity and Rainbow Dash's spaces from each other.

"You can end up fighting a monster, either on your own with a friend!" Rob said. "Since Rarity is next to the space Dash is on, she can help Rainbow Dash deal with the creature. Oh, I wonder how our two lovely ladies will get out of this sticky situation! Let's watch." He rolled himself over in the air, stretching out to watch.

"Hi-yah!" Dash gave the slime a kick with her hoof, causing slime drops to splatter on the ground. Dash couldn't tell if she had injured it or not. "Rarity, you gonna help with this?"

"Don't expect me to be much of help," Rarity said. "A lady does not fight."

Dash sighed. "Fine. I'll do it myself." She jumped and gave the slime a roundhouse kick, but the slime was prepared this time. It drew back, curling its body into a slope shape, which caused Rainbow's kick to bounce off and send her tumbling back into her space.

"Oh, no no," Rob said. "That's no good. This game is supposed to be about supporting the spirit of friendship! Think, Rarity, think. Is there anything you can do to help Rainbow Dash?"

"I'm not sure there is, Rob," Rarity said.

"Oh, come now," Rob drifted himself in front of Rarity. "There must be something you can do ..." his eyes rolled lazily towards her chest, and Rarity got the hint.

Dash gave the slime another kick which proved fruitless. The slime gurgled as if were mocking her.

"Are you ... laughing* at me?" Dash asked. "That does it! Nobody mocks the Dash and gets away with it! Hi-yah!" Dash kicked the slime again, but this only resulted in getting her foot stuck inside. "Um ..."

"Oh, yoo-hoo! Mister slime creature, sir!" Rarity called. "Would you like a treat? I have some delectable eye candy here for you!" She jiggled her breasts, swaying them left to right, her tits rippling from the motion.

The slime gurgled eagerly and moved towards Rarity, letting Rainbow Dash get her hoof free.

Rainbow growled. Adopting a different tact, she spread her wings and flew up, giving the slime a smack on its head-equivalent with her tail. This produced a large splash of slime guts, and Dash figured she had found its weak spot.

Dash continued whaling on it with her tail, sending slime bits everywhere. The slime didn't seem to mind, too taken in by Rarity's jiggle show to care. It got smaller and smaller as Dash beat more and more of its body down, spreading slime drops all over the area. Eventually it shrunk to the size of a mouse, and Dash gave one it final lash with her tail, ending it.

"Alright!" Dash said. "Good job, Rarity!"

They had successfully vanquished the slime, though Rarity was now distracted with fondling her tits again. Dash scoffed.

"Bravo, ladies, bravo!" Rob clapped. "Excellent teamwork! Though I might recommend getting out of those spaces before that slime tries to regenerate itself. I might, but I won't, since you can't move again until your turns. Who's next? Applejack, I think it was?"

Applejack crossed her arms. "No."

"No?" Rob said. "What do you mean, no?"

"I mean, no," Applejack said. "I ain't moving. I ain't rolling no dice, and I ain't moving."

"But you have to!" Rob said. "It's the rules of the game! The game that you, or at least, your friends, agreed to!"

"My answer is no," Applejack said. "Y'all ain't gonna get me caught up in all that pervy stuff you're putting Rarity and Rainbow through."

Rob went over to Applejack, fuming and shaking his fists. "You have to do something!"

"I ain't gotta do squat. If playing your game causes all these changes, then I don’t want to play."

Rob shook his fists again. He took a deep breath, pushing his hand outward in a gesture Twilight’s former babysitter would soon teach her. “Would you like to pass on your turn, Applejack?”

Applejack considered the option.

“Applejack, please,” Twilight said, “we don’t know what kind of threats we might face in the future that would cause Rob to come back in time like this. We need to find out. I know it’s unpleasant, but please make a move. The sooner you move and make progress, the faster we can get out of here. Besides, we need to get back so we can deal with Nightmare Moon!”

“Will y’all shut up about Nightmare Moon?” Applejack snapped.

“Normally, I might be inclined to pop into Twilight’s defense here, but I must agree it’s quite agitating,” Rob said. “Nightmare Moon will be taken care of, as all things will. Time is frozen in all of Equestria. Nothing will happen there until we finish the game.”

“Fine,” Applejack said. “I’ll roll. Hand me a dice, Rob.”

“Die,” Rob said.

“Beg your pardon?”
“The singular form of dice is die,” Rob explained as he placed the die in Applejack’s hands. Applejack rolled the die, landing a three, and moved ahead that many spaces. She was given a selector to choose from.

“What’s it say?” Pinkie Pie asked, pushing Twilight out of the way. “What’s it say?”

Applejack didn’t answer, merely picking a selection. The selector disappeared.

“Aw, I wanted to know what it said!” Pinkie Pie deflated.

“Doesn’t matter,” Applejack said. “I went with “birthing hips,” cus I’ve always kind of admired a lady bold enough to be thick and not let the world stop her, and I know I can handle it.” She grunted as her pants were ripped apart by her thighs growing to a considerable size, embiggening and thickening up to where they looked like they were made of gourmet cakes glued to her pelvis.

Rainbow Dash’s ears pricked up, interested in what Applejack was saying about thick hips for her own personal future reference.

“Excellent, excellent,” Rob said. “Now, it’s Pinkie Pie’s turn next, correct?”

“Ooh! Ooh! Do me! Do me!” Pinkie said, jumping and down, her mane and tail bouncing.

“I will, just be patient. Be patience itself,” Rob flew over to her and gave her the die. Pinkie Pie shook it in her hands with the wild energy only a Pinkie Pie could muster, she hurled the die onto the game mat.

“Four!” Pinkie read aloud, reading the die. She moved that many spaces, putting herself in between Rarity and Applejack. As expected, a selector appeared.

Pinkie Pie examined the options carefully. “Ooh, these are a lot of good ones! I think I’ll go with … this one!” Pinkie pressed her finger forcefully to a selection. A cloud of purple smoke rose from the ground beneath her feet, enveloping her. She coughed and hacked, breathing it in. When the smoke disappeared, she was wearing a blue nurse costume. A costume, because no nurse dressed the way Pinkie was now, with a low cut exposing her cleavage, a short skirt showing her off legs, and a tight outfit hugging her curves.

Twilight averted her gaze in disgust. The medical profession deserved better than to be debased for perverted fantasy in this fashion.

“Whoo!” Pinkie jumped into the air, clacking her high-heeled shoes together. “Let’s have some fun! Hey, Rarity, you want to come in for a checkup?”

“I think I’m fine, dear, thank you,” Rarity said awkwardly. She too averted her gaze and tried to resist her growing desire to resume fondling her boobs.

“Oh, what’s wrong, Rarity?” Rob teased, hovering around. “Don’t you have some things in need of attention? Some, big round, jiggly, soft things?”

“Round, jiggly, soft ...yes!” Rarity gave in, running her palms over the topside of her tits before collecting herself. “I mean, no, no, I don’t.”

“Pity,” Rob said, clearly hoping to see a show. “Who’s next?”

"Aw, come on, Rarity!" Pinkie jumped onto the board, splaying out her limbs and pressing her boobs down hard against the earth, making them go squish. "It'll be fun! Come to me, you busty beauty!"

"I'd really rather not," Rarity said.

"As much as I long to see the two of you compare sizes with each other, Rarity is spared. Neither of you can move right now until it’s your turn again, and either Rarity will have to move backwards - which can be done only under conditions - or Pinkie Pie will have to catch up with her. Now," Rob clapped his hands. The die sprouted wings and flew into his grasp. He balled his fist around it like a baseball and hurled it at Twilight Sparkle.

Twilight fretted for a moment, not sure how to react to the projectile streaking towards her at striking speed. Her legs went wobbly.

"Come on, Twi!" Rainbow Dash said. "You gotta catch it!"

"Catch that thing?" Twilight said. "Are you crazy? There's no way! It's moving too fast!"

"You don't play a lot of sports, do you?" Dash asked with a coolness Twilight felt was not deserved in this situation.

"For your information, I don't!" Twilight answered. "I've ... barely been out of my observatory for so long." Twilight started feeling sad, almost lapsing into a reflective self-pity that might have done her some good, had she not broken out of it by remembering there was a speeding die hurling towards it.

"Just reach your hand up and grab it," Dash demonstrated, stretching out her arm and snapping her fingers around thin air. "Like that. It's a small die, Twi, your palm can deal with it! It's just a ball, Twilight, that's all it is!"

"Just a ball," Twilight repeated. Rob looked on the verge of deciding whether or not he should intervene.

"Okay," Twilight said, "I can do this. I've played ball at least." With a fearful grunt, Twilight thrust her hand into the air, trying to catch the die without letting her fear show. She closed her eyes as she moved forward, clenching her hand into a fist when she felt a sharp, angular pain strike the center of her palm.

Twilight blearily opened an eye. "Did I get it? Did I catch it?" She uncurled her fingers slowly, her eyes turning starry when she saw she had caught the die in her hand. "I did it! Do you see this, Rainbow Dash? I did it!"

"You did!" Rainbow Dash and the others all gave Twilight a well-deserved round of applause.

"Bravo, ladies, bravo!" Rob said. "What wonderful friendship! What fantastic cooperation! Oh, you're all going to make such a ... wonderful team in just a few years' time!" He a wiped tear that was forming on his face. Why, just a few months from now, you'll..." Rob caught himself. "Well, I really shouldn't say."

Twilight raised and waved her arm, showing off her catch for the others. She waved too enthusiastically, and the die fell out of her hand, dropping by her ankle.

Dash did a facepalm.

"Oops," Twilight said. "That doesn't count as my roll, does it?"

"Depends," Rob said cheekily, "do you want it to?"

"No!" Twilight insisted. Dash facepalmed again. Twilight hadn't even checked the roll to see whether or not it was any good before deciding to throw it away.

"Come on, Twilight!" Dash said, throwing her hands in the air. "You could've totally taken advantage of that!"

"I'd prefer to roll under my own terms, Rainbow Dash,"Twilight answered. She reached down to pick up the die, but it poofed and reappeared in her hand. She shook it firmly and tossed it, earning herself a four for her troubles.

Four spaces. Right up around where Pinkie Pie was, some distance away from all the others.

Twilight examined the board, observing the spaces she would move through. To calm her nerves, she calculated the rough square area of each space, then extrapolated from that information to calculate the size of the board. She concluded it was a medium size board, but with Rob's magic, who knows? It might stretch on into infinity for all she knew.

"Come along, Twilight Sparkle," Rob said with impatience. "Get a move on now."

"I don't want to," Twilight said, admitting to how she scared was more than she really wanted to. She had to put up a brave front or she'd do a disservice to her title as Celestia's student and Canterlot envoy to Ponyville.

Rob sighed. "Nothing bad is going to happen to you, I promise. No hurt will come to any of you. How many times do I have to say it before you believe me? Nothing will be done to you that cannot be undone with a snap of my fingers."

"Oh, really?" Applejack said. "A bit like how Rarity isn't hurt?"

"You think she's hurt?" Rob asked, sounding plainly offended, putting a hand to his chest as if Applejack had pierced him with an arrow. "Look at her! A little uncomfortable, sure, a little embarrassed, maybe, but look! Absolutely no pain whatsoever. Isn't that right, Rarity?"

"Well," Rarity said, "not exactly true, darling. These ... huge, heavy tits-" Rarity moaned breathily, becoming distracted with the sight of her gorgeous oversized cleavage. She caught herself and cleared her throat. "They have begun to be a bit of a sore on my back."

Rob grumbled something under his breath and snapped his fingers. Rarity straightened up, gaining an immediate improvement to her posture.

"Oh, why thank, darling!" Rarity rubbed her back. "I'm not sure what you did, but it feels as right as rain!"

"Good. Great," Rob snarled, before turning back to Twilight. "Now, if we can pick up where we left off," Rob descended and landed next to the start space, bowing to Twilight and thrusting his arms out in an open gesture towards the spaces on the board. "Please, take a few step forward, Twilight Sparkle. Take a step forward on your new destiny!"

"Well, okay," Twilight said. "If you insist."

"I do," Rob said. "Look at your friends. They're fine, aren't they? And they all went ahead of you. Nothing bad will happen to you when you take a step, and nothing will happen to you at all until you land. So, please, move."

Twilight hesitantly swung her leg forward and stepped out of the start area. When she managed to pass the line separate start and the first tile on the board, she gave an uneasy smile to Rob.

"See? You're not bursting into flames or being consumed by slime or anything!" Rob encouraged her. "Now, go on, take the next step."

Twilight did take the next, and the next, eventually reaching her destination. She awkwardly passed Pinkie on the way and managed to say hi, despite her dislike of Pinkie and her antics, especially the nurse outfit.

"Hi," Twilight waved to her.

"Hi!" Pinkie waved back and tried to draw Twilight's attention to her cleavage, poking her breasts with her fingers and giving Twilight an inviting look. Twilight, however, walked onward past her, focusing on getting to her spot.

“Oh, poo,” Pinkie crossed her arms. “Nobody here ever wants to have any real fun.”

“You’ll get your chance soon, I’m sure, Pinkie Pie,” Rob assured her, walking over to her and patting her on the back. “Would you like me to rub some lotion on your back while I’m here?”

“Ooh, sure!”

“Don’t do it, Pinkie!” Applejack called. “It’s probably a trap. It’ll seem like good deal at first, but you know what I bet will happen? He’ll send you right back to square one on the board.”

Pinkie frowned. She looked up at Rob with disappointment, feeling even sadder when she saw that Rob had already got a handful of lotion out from a bottle into his palm.

“Sorry, Rob,” Pinkie pushed herself up to her feet, “Applejack’s probably right and she’s my friend. I’d rather take her advice.”

Rob clenched one hand into a fist. He slapped the lotion onto Pinkie’s back, leaving a smear of paste on the center of the blue dress. Pinkie reached behind her and worked on scooping the lotion off. The wet sensation felt uncomfortable on her back without someone to rub the lotion in properly.

“Really, now, girls,” Rob said, stomping away, “I’m beginning to get quite upset that you still don’t trust me. Have I lied to you? Have I told you a single thing that’s turned out to be untrue since the game started?”

“I mean,” Applejack said, thumbing her chin, “I guess, truth be told, y’all really haven’t …”

“You guess?” Rob snarled, jumping into the air.

“Excuse me!” Twilight called. “Mister Rob, sir, I thought it was my turn? Why are you antagonizing Applejack? I might need some help on what to do.”

“Ah …” Rob sighed. “You are right, Miss Sparkle. I apologize for losing my temper. I’m sorry. It’s just that trust issues are a sensitive subject for me. They’re going to be quite a sore spot in the future between you and I, you know.”

“They’re kinda sore now,” Applejack said.

“Why you-!”

“Rob, my help?” Twilight said. She looked at Applejack and mouthed nice going! Applejack had nearly ruined her efforts to be diplomatic so she could get Rob to calm down.

“Of course, yes,” Rob floated over to Twilight. “What do you need help with, Twilight?”

“Well, nothing yet,” Twilight said, “I haven’t landed on my space.” She walked ahead a few paces, traversing the squares.

“Ah,” Rob floated besides her, “so when you said you might need help, what you were really doing was trying to get me away from Applejack before I let my temper flare out of control. Smart girl.” Rob rolled causally around in the air. “That’s why you’re the leader of the group.”

“I’m not the leader,” Twilight insisted, “and they’re not my group.”

“One, yes you are, and two, they will be,” Rob said. “But anyways, let’s see what you’ll come up with, Miss Sparkle.”

Twilight finished landing on her space. Shaking things up to keep it entertaining, the space developed a hole at Twilight’s feet, from which the scroll selector shot up out of the ground, coming within inches of smacking Twilight in the chin. Twilight dodged backwards when she saw the projectile flying at her and glared at Rob.

“What?” Rob said. “I have to keep it visually interesting for you! You wouldn’t want to all be bored to sleep, do you?”

“Actually, a nap sounds pretty good by now,” Dash said.

“Y’all nap so much I wonder if you’re one of them narcoleptics, Rainbow Dash,” Applejack said.

“Applejack!” Rarity snapped. “Narcolepsy is a serious condition, and I’ll thank you not to make light of it by comparing it to Rainbow Dash’s sloth! Apologize!”
“To who?” Applejack demanded. “You don’t have it, do ya?”

“Is it always like this with these three?” Twilight wondered aloud.

“They’ll get better, as with most things, especially cheese, with time,” Rob said, producing a platter of a variety of cheeses and dumping it onto the ground, where the board opened up hungry mouth to consume.

“I have a cousin with the issue,” Rarity said, “and it’s quite a bother for them!”

Applejack brought her hat over her chest, humbled. “I’m sorry, Rarity. I should have been more sensitive than that.”

“Now, Twilight, no more distractions,” Rob said. He grabbed the selector as it fell back down, snatching it from its mid-air descent, and unfolded it for Twilight to read. “Which Trait will you choose?”

Twilight ran her finger down the edge of the paper. Ram’s horns, Siren’s voice, and Succubus tail were the options.

Twilight bit down on her fingernails, not sure which one to pick. “What do I choose?”

“Would you like to phone a friend?” Rob offered. His head turned into a red telephone with a wide base.

“I would,” Twilight picked the telephone up. It produced a ringing noise, and phones appeared next to Rarity, Rainbow Dash, Pinkie, Applejack and Fluttershy. They obliged and answered the ringing phones, but after they put the devices to their ears, the phones all disappeared, turning into purple smoke. The smoke lifted up into the air and merged together, reforming into Rob.

“Oh, the phones are just for show. Everyone can you hear you just fine, Twilight,” Rob said. “Go on. Speak.”

“What should I pick, girls?” Twilight asked. “I have siren’s voice, succubus tail, and ram’s horns for options.”

“Oh my,” Fluttershy said. “Those all sound very intimidating.”

“If it were me, darling, I would choose the siren’s voice,” Rarity said. “Based on my experience with these,” she gestured to her oversized breasts, “the less physical changes you have to go through, the better.”

“Anyone else?” Twilight asked.
Rainbow Dash, Applejack and Pinkie Pie shrugged.

“Although, you know,” Dash whipped her tail about, “a succubus tail isn’t that bad, all things considered.” She flexed her wings and gestured to the corset she now wore.

Twilight looked back and forth between Dash and Rarity as she mulled over which choice she should pick.

“If it’s too much for you,” Rob said into her ear, “I can always make the decision for you.”

“No. No,” Twilight waved her hand and put her foot down. “I’ve made up my mind, Rob, and you can’t change it. I’ll be going with the siren’s voice.”

Rob wiped away a tear. “See? Look at you! I’m so proud of you. That’s the kind of deciviness and determination that will make you a great leader one day!”

“Yeah, well…” Twilight wasn’t what to think of it. She pressed her finger to the scroll and picked the siren’s voice. The selector gave off a flash like the one from photography cameras, blinding Twilight with the light for a moment, and she stumbled backwards.

Blinking and clearing her vision, Twilight felt something around her neck. Checking the item over, she saw it was a black choker with a red gem set inside it. “What’s this?”

“That is a siren’s necklace,” Rob said. “The siren’s voice is contained inside. With this, Twilight, you can compel people and make them do anything you want them to.”

“That sounds evil,” Twilight said.

“Evil? Yes, perhaps a little evil,” Rob said, “but the game will get more difficult as it goes on, so you may find yourself in a bad situation where you wish you could just tell the enemies to stop attacking you.”

“Enemies?” Twilight asked. “You mean there’ll be more monsters like that slime?”

“Oh, yes,” Rob rested his head on his arms and backpedaled through the air, swimming in the air idly around Twilight. “Lots more, in fact. Why don’t you go ahead and give your new ability a test run, just to make sure you’ve got the hang of it before you really need it?”

“Okay,” Twilight cupped the gem. “How do I do that?”

“Just … ask your friends to do something,” Discord said. “Something they wouldn’t want to do normally. Tell Rainbow to eat less hay fries. Tell Rarity to be unfashionable. Ooh! I know. Let’s a little spice. Tell them all to masturbate.”
“I’m not going to tell them to masturbate!” Twilight clenched the gem in anger. In doing so, she activated the gem’s powers and caused it to affect her friends.

“Masturbate,” Rainbow Dash said as a green mist swirled around her ankles. “Yes.” She stripped, taking off her pants, and started fingering herself.

Rarity did similar, rubbing at one nipple with one hand while sticking the other down her pants while giggling deliriously to herself. Pinkie Pie laid down on her back while sticking her hands inside her pants, placing fingers inside and playing with her vagina, tilting her head back and moaning. Applejack bit her lip and grimaced, finding the idea ridiculous, but unable to fight the compulsion in her head telling her to jill off. Fluttershy moaned softly and quietly, not wanting anybody to look at her while she engaged in such raunchy behavior, though she fingered herself with enough vigor to match any one of the rest of them.

“No!” Twilight said. “This isn’t what I wanted! Stop!”

“Stop what, darling?” Rarity asked. “Loving ourselves? Because I will tell you, I can’t stop doing that anymore than you can stop going on about Nightmare Moon!”

“Nightmare Moon!” Twilight thought. “I’d completely forgotten about her! How long we have been playing this game?”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah,” Rob said, “you’ve been playing long enough. Forget about her again, Twilight Sparkle. It looks you’re going to have be a little more specific if you want your friends to follow your commands. Try again.”

Twilight held the gem, staring it and trying to come up with a plan. “Everybody, stop masturbating!” She waved her hands in a dramatic gesture.

At once, everyone seemed to realize what they were doing was not suitable for public consumption. They all pulled their hands away from their crotches.

“I …” Rarity examined her hand. “I didn’t realize I had even started.”

“And there you go!” Rob said. “That’s the power of the siren’s voice!”

Twilight clutched at the gem nervously. This siren voice was incredibly powerful, and as she learned under Celestia’s tutelage, power was best used wisely. She’d also learned from her history books that absolutely power corrupts absolutely, and she wondered if she’d be strong enough to resist the temptation to have a bunch of hopelessly devoted servants, totally under her control and obeying every word she said without question. The thought made Twilight shiver. She hoped she would lose this Trait soon, or at least by the end of the game.

“Chin up, Twilight,” Rob assured her, patting her on the back as if he had sensed her thoughts. “You’ll be fine. I know you will.” He produced a bowler hat, tipped it, then floated into the air.

"Now, I do believe it is the lovely miss Fluttershy's turn to roll next?"

"Is it?" Fluttershy asked.

"Well, I say it is, and that's good enough. Rrrroll, if you please! If you're comfortable, that is," Rob bowed.

A die appeared in Fluttershy's hand.

"Ooh, here goes!" Fluttershy shook the die in both hands before tossing them. "Oh, I can't watch!" She covered her eyes as the die landed. "What's it say? What does it say?"

"It say five," Rainbow Dah said. "Gee, Fluttershy, take a chill pill."

"Rainbow!" Applejack chided.

"What?" Dash said. "Girl needs to lighten up."

"And you need to be a little more considerate of other ponies' general anxieties, as you will in time," Rob said, interrupted. "It's alright, Fluttershy. Go ahead and just move five spaces."

Fluttershy uncovered her face. She nervously raised her leg to take a step forward, biting her lip and shivering the whole time.

"Oh, I can't do it!"

"It's okay," Rob appeared next to her. "Take your time. Nothing bad will happen to you. No harm will come. You have my word." Rob placed a hand over his chest.

"O-okay," Fluttershy said. "Um, will you help me?"

"I'd be honored," Rob took Fluttershy's hand.

"Oh, please!" Rainbow shouted. "Drop the Prince Charming act!"

"Hey!" Rarity shouted, something finally pulling her attention away from her own breasts. "Why does Fluttershy get the Prince Charming act and I don't? I'm just as deserving of it as her!"

Rob ignored both of them, guided Fluttershy as she took a step forward, crossing the space.

"This isn't so bad," Fluttershy said.

"It's not, isn't it?" Rob said. "Come on. Let's do one more. You're almost there."

Rob helped Fluttershy to her landing place. Another roulette appeared before Fluttershy, just as it had done for Rarity.

"So, um, what do I do here?" Fluttershy asked.

"Look at your options, then decide which Trait you want to have," Rob said.

"Okay." Fluttershy leaned over, giving Rob a view of her behind which he greatly appreciated, though he tried not to let it show.

"A dryad, a centaur, or a satyr," Fluttershy read off. "Hmm, I don't know ... those are all good choices. I think."

"Well, you know," Rob said, "if you became a dryad, it's almost like becoming part tree."

Fluttershy gasped in delight and turned to Rob. "Oh! Is it really? I've always wondered what it would be like to be a tree. To be so still and quiet, at one with nature, and have the birds build their nests on my branches and listen to them singing all day long."

"Yeah, and have them use you as a toilet, having squirrels dig into you, wolves ... you know. Trust me, it's not all it's cracked up to be. I've tried it, I should know. You're immobile, you can't move! But as a dryad, you can move, and grow plants out of your shoulders - it's all the benefits of being a tree with none of the downsides!"

"I think I would like to be that, then," Fluttershy said, and she touched the button. Sparkles of green light appeared and circled around her body, traveling from her feet to her head, changing her clothes and her body as the light traveled up. Her clothes were changed to a brown dress, ivy appeared and wrapped around on her legs and arms like stockings, and rose buds bloomed on her shoulder blooms.

"Oh my," Fluttershy cupped the rose bud and gave it a sniff. "That smells lovely."

"I should hope so," Rob bowed. "Why don't you pluck one off to give to your friends? It won't hurt, and it'll grow back."

Fluttershy did as Rob as suggested, plucking the rose from her back. As he said, it didn't hurt, and she could already feel the rose on her body beginning to bud again.

Rainbow Dash gagged. "Come on already! I want to get to my turn!"

"So rude," Rob said. "I should mention those roses also have gameplay benefits."

"Gameplay benefits?" Fluttershy asked.

"Yes. You can give it to a friend, and then they can use it to help themselves by masking smells or helping to concentrate."

"Ooh! Give me one of those!" Rainbow held her hand out.

"And if Rainbow Dash wants one, she is going to have to come to you, - you can't go to her because you need certain conditions to go backwards. And to do that, she is going to have to wait her turn."

Rainbow Dash quieted down, humbled, pursing her lips.

“Speaking of turns, it’s Rarity’s turn again!” Rob said cheerily, bobbing up and down in excitement. “I’m so excited. Let’s watch.”

“I’m not going to have to deal with another breast enhancement surgery, am I?” Rarity wondered bitterly as the die appeared in her hand.

“Oh, pfft,” Rob said. “Relax! They look great on you!”

“That’s not what I meant,” Rarity grumbled. She rattled the die, bouncing it between both hands, and rolled a three.

Rarity walked that many spaces, trying to ignore the hypnotic sway and jiggle of her breasts as she walked, trying to coax her into relaxing and give her attention to them like a seductive waterbed calling potential sleepers. She grunted, both from the weight and the effort of trying not to give her glamorous globes the attention they deserved.

“Go on, Rarity!” Rob encouraged her. “You’re doing great! And maybe you can give us a little show afterward you reach your space.” He hooked an arm around Pinkie’s shoulder, and they both smiled.

Rarity shot a glare at both of them. She reached her space, and the selector appeared before her. She read the options and her eyes went wide.

“What?” Rainbow Dash asked. “What’s it say?”

“It says I can choose between a rock star, pop star, or porn star. Ooh, the last of these is not like the others!” Rarity shuddered.

“Of all the rotten tricks …” Dash said. “Well, don’t choose porn star.”

“Naturally, darling!” Rarity said, pressing a finger to the selector. But her eyes were on Rainbow Dash, not the selector, so she pressed the porn star button instead of the pop star button like she had intended. “Oh no.”

“What?” Dash asked.

“I picked porn star instead because you distracted me!” Rarity shouted. “Rob, I would like to change my selection,”

“Too late,” Rob said. “Once you’ve made your selection, you can’t change it until you get something that will let you change a trait.”

“But … but … ooh, fine,” Rarity snapped and stomped her hoof. “Just get it over with it.”

The selector folded up. Rather than disappeared, it shapeshifted, coiling around itself over and over, altering in color and consistency, until it resembled a strong, erect dick with throbbing veins. The sight of it alarmed Rarity.

But she couldn’t do anything about it, at least not fast enough to stop it from rearing back like a scorpion stinger and jizzing all over her tits, soaking them with cum.

“Ooh!” Rarity moaned, enjoying it more than she thought she would. “It’s so hot and thick!”

Rarity swayed as the cum traveled down the sides of her jugs and down her body, washing over her clothes and changing them into more fitting clothes for a porn star - a pink, latex tube top that left her cleavage and midriff exposed, fishnet leggings, and high black heels.

The cock aimed itself upwards and fired again, cumming onto Rarity’s face. Rarity closed her eyes and turned away, leaving the cum to hit her neck, but the cum still enacted its transformative effect, making her lips a dark red and altering her eyeshadow to the point it appeared she had a perpetual bedroom eyes going on.

“Oh, fine,” Rarity groaned, looking down at herself. A small treasure chest appeared from thin and landed in her hands. “What’s this?” She opened it, pulling out a paper.

“Why, that’s a challenge!” Rob said. “Accept and complete the challenge, and you can get a free Wish.”

“Ooh!” Rarity said. She held the paper up. “The very thing we’re working for! I accept.”

“Mm, maybe should have read the fine print on that,” Rob said.

“Why?” Rarity asked.

The slime she and Rainbow Dash faced earlier appeared, reconstituting itself, though smaller this time. It wiggled and jiggled and wobbled, stretching its head towards Rarity. It didn’t touch her. Instead, it resculpted its head into a penis head and shot a load of spunk onto her tits, splattering her rack with even more cum than before.
Rarity sighed. She supposed she’d have to get used to this.

The slime nodded approvingly of the cum sliding around Rarity’s chest and sank into the board, disappearing.

A five-pointed representation of a star flew out of the challenge box and hovered over Rarity’s head.

“Congratulations!” Rob said. “You’ve won the challenge - and with it, you’ve won your very first Wish! So now, the question becomes what will you use it for?” Rob leaned forward, resting in the air and placing a hand under his chin. “Will you Wish to see a future threat to Equestria and how to beat it? Or will you decide to get rid of some of the changes you have that you maybe don’t like as much?”

Rarity looked down her ridiculously larger boobs, and up at her friends, who looked at her with a mixture of concern and uncertainty. Much of the outcome of the game was riding on what decision she made.

Without Guidance

Rarity held up the Wish in her palm, the star hovering above her hand, softly bouncing up and down.

"Well, Rarity?" Rob asked. "What will it be? Will you use your Wish for some breast reduction surgery, getting rid of a Trait you don't like, but at the risk of making the game go on longer? Or will you use it to learn something about the future or yourself? Or will you pocket it and save it for later? That is an option, you know."

"I ..." Rarity looked down at her cleavage. The huge boobs she'd been dealing with practically since the game started were something of a nuisance. They were big, unwieldy, uncomfortable, and distractingly pleasurable when touched. She'd spent more time fondling them than she cared to admit.

However, she couldn't quite bring herself to commit to getting rid of them. This Wish was a valuable tool and bargaining trinket. She could use it for any number of things. Besides, her breasts were bothering her less since Rob reinforced her back to support them.

"Don't do it, Rarity!" Applejack shouted, having jumped to the conclusion Rarity was going to use the Wish on her chest. "We need that Wish to end this game and get on outta here!"

"I'm not going to waste it, Applejack! Honestly! Have a little faith in me once in awhile, would you, darling?"

"I would if ya'll ever earned any ..." Applejack grumbled under her breath.

"No, no," Rarity turned away from Applejack and held the wish in both hands as she contemplated what to do with it. "This Wish and what I do with is an action that I shall consider carefully and thoroughly. Something you could stand to learn more about, Applejack."

"I'm plenty careful and thorough!"

"Outside of your farm?" Rarity asked with a questioning eyebrow.

Applejack turned her head away in embarrassment. Rarity had caught her.

"I don't doubt you, Rarity, but I think you should use the Wish," Twilight said. "Use it, and find out how we can stop Nightmare Moon from returning!"

"Are you really still on about that?" Rarity asked questioningly.

"If it's too much," Rob said, "I'll remind you again that you can use it later."

Rarity continued staring the Wish, gazing deep into its light surface. "Alright. I've made up my mind. I'm going to use it now."

"Splendid!" Rob said. He floated down next to Rarity. "What is your Wish, darling?"

"Wish something about Nightmare Moon!" Twilight said.

"Really, Twilight, stop," Rarity said. She held up the Wish. "I wish to know what the most deadly, most dangerous threat Equestria is going to face in the future is going to be."

"Ah, most deadly, most dangerous," Rob tapped his chin. "A shame you didn't wish for something more specific. There's plenty of threats to Equestria's harmony that aren't deadly or dangerous, and you could have ended the game right here with some clever word."

Rarity scoffed in offense. "You didn't explain any of that! How do you expect us to do anything when you're not fully explaining things?"

"Oh well, too late now." Rob patted Rarity on the head and ignored her complaints. He turned and waved his hands around in a magic gesture. "Here is the answer to your wish." A shimmering purple circle appeared, hovering in the air. Inside the circle one could see the figure of a large centaur figure with red skin and black fur, shooting out destructive beams which tore the forest and the earth into pieces.

"Oh my!" Fluttershy covered her eyes, unable to witness the horrible sight and terribly upset at the destruction of nature.

"This is Tirek," Rob said, holding a hand to the mirror. "As you can see, he's quite nasty. He's imprisoned in Tartarus now, but he'll break out in about, oh, hmm, three years' time. He can absorb magic out of ponies and other beings, and he's quite tricky, too. Quite, quite tricky ..." Rob said this sadly and mournfully.

"Well, if this Tirek guy is gonna be such a threat in the future, I say we just go down into Tartarus and beat him up now!" Applejack slammed a fist into her palm.

"You can't," Rob said. "First you'd have to get past the guards of Tartarus."

"Tartarus's entrance is guarded by Cerberus, a huge three-headed dog. You can't fight something like that, Applejack," Twilight said.

"I know my way around dogs," Applejack said. "Way I see it, three heads just means three dogs."

"Ooh, but there's more!" Rob said. "There are other guards than just Cerebus in that place. And even if you could reach Tirek's prison, what makes you think Celestia would approve of you beating up a prisoner?"

Applejack tilted her head. "Hadn't thought of it that way."

"Furthermore, how do you know he wouldn't trick you into letting him go, or at least not beating him up? He certainly tricked me ..." Rob turned his head. He showed visible signs of agitation looking at Tirek in the circle and snapped his fingers, making the circle disappeared.

"What - that was it? That was it!?" Rainbow Dash shrieked. "We learned there's this dude named Tirek, but he's locked up right now and we can't actually do anything to him? What was the point of any of that? That was pointless!"

"Au contraire, Rainbow Dash," Rob said. "Showing you that clip, that peek into the future, altered the timeline in ways you can't even comprehend even if I explained it to Twilight to explain to you. Think of as like the weave of fate. By showing you that thread, in doing so, I have snipped-" he made a snipping motion with his fingers "off several possible alternate timelines in which Tirek won. I don't think any of us here want that. I certainly know I don't. So, from my perspective, it's a win."

"Yeah," Applejack agreed. "But we're not looking from your perspective. We're looking from ours, and from my perspective, it looks like you just called us here to waste our time with hints and peeks into our future that aren't actually helpful and this is all just an excuse to get us into corsets and give us big boobs!" She pointed at Rainbow Dash and Rarity.

Rob seemed to consider what she saying, then promptly discarded it, jumping back into the air. "It's Rainbow Dash's turn!"

"Finally," Dash said as the die appeared in her hand. "Maybe I can go and get one of Fluttershy's roses."

"Mm, no," Rob said. "Because there is a space that will let you move backwards, but it's seven steps ahead of where you are right now, so even if you rolled a six, you couldn't move backwards."

"What? Cheap!" Rainbow Dash said.

"Rob," Applejack said, "I think I speak for everyone here when I say that y'all are getting on our nerves, so there better be something good at the end of all this."

"Oh, there will be, there will be," Rob assured her. "Roll the die, Rainbow Dash."

Rainbow Dash picked up the die, grumbling when she rolled a measly two. She moved forward to spaces into a blank space and stomped her foot in frustration at her inability to go backwards to pick up a rose from Fluttershy.

“Let’s see what we’ve got,” Dash said, flexing her wings irritability. The scroll showed her a selection of big boobs, lactation, and make it rain.

“Make it rain?” Dash asked. She tapped her chin. She didn’t know what that would do and was hesitant to pick it. But she also didn’t care for getting big boobs after seeing what did to Rarity, nor for lactation, so she picked it.

“Okay,” Dash said. “I now have “make it rain.’” Whatever that means.”

Rarity stifled laughter. “It means ... oh, I can’t say it.”

“Trying raising your hand into the air, Dash,” Rob suggested. “See what happens.”

“I kind of don’t want to,” Dash grumbled.

“Aw, come on! It’ll be fun.”

Dash grumbled again. She tossed her hand up. A fountain of money spurted from her palm, raining all over the places. A lavender puff of smoke appeared next to her, with a woman with white skin like Rarity’s, wearing a black corset, high-heeled boots, and fishnets. She hugged Rainbow Dash tightly, nuzzling Dash’s shoulder and giving a coo.

“Uh …” Dash said. “Wait, so I can summon a prostitute?”

“The term is sex worker,” Rob and Rarity both corrected her.

“My bad,” Dash said. She looked over at the worker. “So, what all she can actually … do? Can she fight? Can she earn wishes?”

“She can fight in a limited capacity,” Rob said. “Don’t expect her to be much help though. Next turn, Applejack!”

Applejack paused when the die appeared in her hand. She closed her fist around it, then closed her eyes, reminding herself this was for the good of Equestria, for her friends, and for the sake of her family.

She rolled the die and moved three spaces. She was given a selector which had “dryad,” “fruit juice”, and “growth” on it.

Fluttershy already had the dryad trait, so Applejack thought getting that would be redundant. She didn’t even want to mess with whatever fruit juice could mean. So she picked the growth.

The scroll folded over itself and transformed into a green vapor. The vapor swirled around Applejack’s wrists and embedded into her hands.

“So, what all can I do with this here, huh?” Applejack asked, rubbing her thumbs and fingers together.

“You can make things grow, just like you do on Sweet Apple Acres,” Rob explained. “You could grow flowers, trees … though a tree would take a few turns to grow. It’s good you picked that, actually, Applejack, It has some good synergy with Fluttershy’s dryad, so if you’ll plant something, then Fluttershy can use her magic to enhance it. Although I should mention you’re not limited to plants. You can also make things grow in size. Plants … limbs. Appendages.”

“Huh,” Applejack thought. She looked at her hands, contemplating what all she could do.

“Applejack, don’t you even think about using that on me,” Rarity said, waving her hand over her large boobs.

“Wouldn’t dream of it,” Applejack replied with a reassuring smile. She bumped her fists together as she tried to come up with what she could do with this power to help in the game.

Now it rolled over to Pinkie Pie’s turn again. Pinkie bounced and did a somersault, landing on her hands and doing a handstand. She shook the die furiously and tossed it, getting a four.

“Yes! Four!” Pinkie Pie said. “That’s the furthest I’ve moved all game!”

Pinkie Pie walked through the spaces on her hands, earning an ooh and aah from Rarity and Rob at her excellent acrobatic balance.

When she landed on her space, Pinkie flipped back onto her feet. She examined the scroll that appeared with curiosity, as one of the traits it listed was “upgrade existing trait”, which she hadn’t seen before. Naturally, she chose that.

The scroll remained, changing its selection to match Pinkie Pie’s traits. As she only had the one so far, it was an easy choice for Pinkie. She upgraded her Night Nurse application.

Multi-colored sparkles appeared from the scroll, sprinkling onto Pinkie Pie like glitter. She was raised up into the air, enveloped in a heavenly light, then set back down on her feet.

“Congratulations, Pinkie,” Rob said, “you now have the ability to be an actual nurse and heal up your friends when they take combat damage.”

“Whoo-hoo!” Pinkie cheered. “I can feel the medical knowledge flowing into my brain!” She squeezed her head to demonstrate.

“Yes, well …” Rob said. “I wouldn’t recommend becoming a doctor anytime soon. You need to be still for that. Who was next?” He looked around the room, as if unable to recall.

The girls looked at each other. Now would be an excellent time to bluff and try to trick Rob into thinking the next turn went to someone other than who the turn order said it did. It might not be helpful, but anything they could do to take power away from him and put the game more under their control was something they had to consider.

“It, um, ah … ooh, it’s Twilight’s turn!” Applejack said.

“Applejack!” Rarity expressed in dismay.

“I’m sorry, Rarity,” Applejack said. “I can’t tell a lie.”

“Don’t be too hard on her, Rarity,” Rob said. “I never actually forgot whose turn it was. That was a test, to see if you could be trusted not to lie to me and … to make sure you were capable of living up to your elements.” He smirked. “You passed the test with flying colors, Applejack. As for the rest of you, D- for thinking of trying to lie to me, but that’s okay, because the rest of you don’t need to score As on your honest points to succeed in your elements. Just Cs.”

“What’s he going on about, elements?” Applejack asked in confusion. Rarity and Dash shrugged.

Twilight looked at her die with dismay. This game had already been going on so long, she wondered if it was ever going to end. Perhaps agreeing to this had been a mistake.

Not much I can do about it now, she thought, rolling the die and getting a three, putting her closer to Rainbow Dash. The scroll of selection appeared before her, and she lazily traced her finger down the option.

“Porn star, rock and roll star, hot librarian …” Twilight raised her eyebrow. “That’s redundant. Librarians are hot.” She chuckled.

“Not to all of us,” Rainbow Dash muttered.

“You should go for the librarian, Twilight,” Rob said. “It suits you.”

“Yeah!” Pinkie Pie agreed. “It would suit you, Twilight.” She bounced her eyelashes up and down.

“Really now, Pinkie, we don’t need you to encourage him,” Rarity said.

“Well, everyone’s saying I should, so I guess i will!” Twilight pressed her finger to the librarian option. Pink smoke billowed around her. A belt rose up from the ground and slithered up her leg, climbing up in a spiral pattern until it reached her waist, where it looped in held tightly. Her clothes were replaced by a white button down shirt with its top open, exposing cleavage, and a pair of black pants for contrasting. Her hair became tied back in a bun and glasses with a string on them on appear on her face.

“Huh,” Twilight adjusted the glasses, noticing how they neither improved nor hindered her vision.They were a prop without real lenses.

“Really now,” Rarity groaned with exasperation, “is all this really necessary, Rob?”

“Yes,” Rob growled, “yes, it is. And if you’ll excuse me, it’s Fluttershy’s turn.” He floated over to Fluttershy. At his gesturing for her to do so, Fluttershy held out her hands, and Rob dropped the die into her palms, the die making a plop as if it had been dipped into water.

Fluttershy rolled the die, getting a five. She moved that many number of spaces, getting a scroll selector with a variety of things to choose, none of which she considered, as one of them was “druid,” and that was her instinctive choice. She selected that, and was surprised and a little disappointed when all that occured was that a few more vines wrapped around her, and she got a wooden oak staff.

“Is that it? Huh,” Fluttershy mused, testing the weight of the staff in her hands. “I was expecting a little bit more than that … hmm?”

Fluttershy looked up. Another slime, this one a teal-green color and about the size of a bean bag chair, manifested before Fluttershy. It gurgled and began moving towards her, prompting Fluttershy to step back, but when she tried to get out of the space, she was stopped by an invisible wall cutting her off and forcing to remain the area of the space she was on.

“Really?” Rarity said. “Another slime? Don’t you have anything else to throw at us? Are you starved for imagination?”

“I am most certainly not!” Rob said, sounding personally affronted by the question. “And for your information, I, in fact, do have plenty to throw at you. I just thought I would hold it back until you got used to playing the game, which, given all of the groaning and moaning I’m hearing from over there,” he mimed putting his hand to his ear, “I gather you have not yet got your swimming legs! But if you want me to make it more difficult, that can be arranged.” He ended his speech with a growl that chilled Rarity’s spine.

“I, uh, don’t think that will be necessary, darling,” Rarity said, adjusting her collar, what was left of it.

“How do I get out of this situation?” Fluttershy asked frightfully, still backing up against the force field despite knowing it was useless to try and push through.

Rob floated over to her, calming down in an instant when he heard her cries. It was becoming clear to the group he had some favoritism towards Fluttershy.

“You’re a druid and a dryad, Fluttershy!” Rob said. “Just use some of that good ol’ nature magic on him!”

“I’m not sure I can!” Fluttershy shrieked, shakily pointing the staff at the slime, which drew closer to her.

“I forgot how meek and shy you used to be,” Rob said wistfully. “So unlike the brave pony I know you’re going to become.”

“Fluttershy? Brave?” Rainbow Dash questioned.

“Silence, Rainbow Dash,” Rob said. He levitated himself towards Fluttershy. “Here, I’ll help you.” He reached a talon out towards Fluttershy, then had second thoughts, quickly withdrawing it.

“No, no,” Rob said. “I’ve been making things too easy on you. No. Fluttershy, you have to learn how to defend yourself, and how to get by without relying on others, and … well, now seems as a good place to start as any.” He floated away from her.

“Rob!” Fluttershy whined, and Rob almost seemed tempted to go back to her, but he refrained, even though it clearly pained him to leave her like that.

The slime got closer, the top of it reshaping into a large, rigid member which looked ready and eager to bear down on Fluttershy.

“Okay, okay,” Fluttershy said to herself. She breathed deeply to calm down, then focused her eyes and pointed the staff at the approaching slime.

“Think, Fluttershy, think,” Fluttershy knocked on her head. “You’re trapped with no way out, you’ve got a slime approaching, and now you’re a druid-dryad thing with lots of nature magic that you don’t really understand or know how to use, except for …” she looked at her shoulders. “The roses!”

Fluttershy plucked one of the roses from her back and held out her hand, offering it to the slime. It didn’t seem to notice.

“MMmm,” Fluttershy groaned, not knowing what to do next. “Hmph.” Steeling her nerves and resolve, she tossed the rose at the slime.

The slime absorbed the rose into its body and wiggled in some visual equivalent of a moan. Its dick grew larger and longer, as if the rose was turning it on, but its approach towards Fluttershy slowed by a considerable margin of speed difference.

“Okay,” Fluttershy said to herself, “that bought me a little time. Now what?” She looked over her staff. She swirled it in her hands, getting a feel for its weight while also giving her hands something to do, which helped to ease her anxiety and fear.

She looked back to the slime and saw the rose floating around inside its body. She gasped, getting an idea.

Straightening the staff so that the top part (or at least she thought it was the top part) was facing up, Fluttershy slammed her staff down onto the board.

A bed of roses sprang on the ground in front of the slime, thorns and ivy and brambles growing all over the place.

The slime crawled over it, but doing so caused it pain, or at least discomfort. Its large member shrunk slightly, wilted and turned off by the discomfort it was experiencing.

“Yes!” Fluttershy cheered to herself.

“Good show, good show,” Rob said, sipping on some tea he conjured for herself.

“Why don’t I get any tea?” Rarity asked. Rob responded to her complaint by snapping his fingers and making a cup and saucer float in front of her for her to take. “Oh, why, thank you, Rob!”

“Come on, Fluttershy!” Rainbow Dash cheered her on. “You can do it!”

“Yeah!” Pinkie added. “Kick his slimy green butt!”

“Mm-hmm!” Fluttershy nodded, seeming to glow with their encouragement. She locked eyes on the slime and glared at it, beginning to bare her teeth.

The slime had been slowed down by the roses, but not stopped, still continuing its approach. Its member, though shrunk, was still firm, looking as if it wanted nothing more than to partake in carnal pleasures of the flesh with Fluttershy.

“The roses aren’t working,” Fluttershy said, “so I need something stronger … ah-ha!” Getting an idea, she tapped the ground with her staff again, summoning a row of bushes to stop the slime’s approach.

The slime began moving through the bushes, passing through the bushes like jello, although the bushes gave it more trouble than the roses did.

“That’s still not working,” Fluttershy said, looking at her staff. “What’s left?” She tapped her chin, alternating her gaze between the staff and the slime, her panic returning as the slime closed in on her and she still didn’t have any idea what to do.

“What’s strong enough to stop this thing?” Fluttershy said. Her face lit up as she had the idea. The last idea she knew she would need for this encounter. The one that would end it all.

She raised up her staff and jumped into the air in a manner more akin to Pinkie Pie than herself, then slammed the staff down with all her might.

The ground shook and rumbled, giving the slime pause. It seemed visibly surprised when a tree appeared right from underneath, a process that took years happening in the span of a few seconds. The tree rose up into the sky, taking the confused slime with it, trapping the slime in the tree’s canopy..

“Yes!” Pinkie Pie cheered. “She did it, she did it!”

“I did?” Fluttershy asked. She looked up and saw the slime caught between the branches, struggling to get free, the branches proving sturdy enough to stop its advance at last.

“I did!” Fluttershy clapped, fluttering in the air with her wings. She was sure she had when she had the tree idea, but thinking she had dealt with and seeing the evidence she actually had was still something else entirely.

“Wait, what’s going on?” Dash asked. “Why isn’t going away like it did the last time we dealt with one of these things?”

The slime, though caught in the branches, was still able to make the best of a bad situation. It reshaped itself so that its member was caught between two branches and began thrusting, stimulating itself by using the branches as a makeshift fleshlight. It stiffened up and hardened, then poured a load of gooey, stringy cum.

“Eep!” Fluttershy held up her staff to shield herself from the incoming load, which was partially successful. The cum hit the staff rather than splattering all over her face, but this caused it to pour over the sides of the staff and drib onto her chin and her boobs.

“Ew,” Fluttershy groaned, holding the staff away from, a strand of cum hanging between it and boobs.

Now the slime disappeared at last, melting away into the tree as it vanish from sight.

Combat over, the tree, bushes, and roses all disappeared, but the cum remained on Fluttershy.

“Oh, that is it!” Rarity shouted, stomping her foot. She tossed the cup and saucer to the ground, where they shattered into pieces. “Rob! That is too far!”

“I’m sorry?” Rob said.

“You robbed Fluttershy of her victory!” Rarity accused him, pointing a finger. “She had beaten that slime fair and square, and you know it, and you let it linger about long enough to make a mess on her face anyway! How is that in anyway fair? Well, I’ll tell you, it’s not! I’ve managed to tolerate your shenanigans up until now, but now you’ve gone just too far! Cancel the game, Rob, we’re going home. We’ll risk saving Equestria by ourselves. Come along, chop chop,” Rarity announced, closing her eyes and turning away in a huff.

“Excuse me!?” Rob shouted, steam blowing out of his ears.

“Uh, Rarity,” Applejack said, “I think you may have just screwed up.”

“I think … you may be right,” Rarity said fearfully.

“I let the slime linger?” Rob said. “The slime has own its rules! The game has own its rules! I don’t make ‘em, I just enforce them! It’s not my fault that my magic work this way!” He began to grow larger as he chewed Rarity out, taking out his frustrations on her. “It’s not my fault that this was the only way I could help you in this capacity! It’s not MY FAULT that Celestia imposed all of those sun-forsaken rules on me so that I ‘didn’t mess up the time stream, Discord’!” Rob made finger quotes.

“Wait, what was that about Celestia?” Twilight asked.

Rob ignored her and went on.

“And as much as I adore Fluttershy, it’s certainly not my fault that Fluttershy just stood there and took it! She could have jumped out of the way! She could have used the bushes that she summoned for cover! She could have made a shield or an umbrella out of thorns and roses with her staff! It’s not my fault she didn’t think to do any of those things!”

“Oh,” Rarity and Fluttershy said.

“I could have done any of that, couldn’t I?” Fluttershy asked.

“Well, when you put that way … I suppose you’re not wrong?” Rarity said, giving Rob a grin in the hopes of disarming his temper.

“I swear, every time I try to help, even though I’m reformed, no pony wants to listen to me because I was ‘evil’ in the past or poured chocolate milk on their heads that one time!” Rob groaned and rubbed his temples.

“Tell you what,” Rob growled at Rarity. “Since you all don’t seem to like me so much,”

“Now, Rob, that’s not true,” Fluttershy tried to say.

“Let’s see how well you do without me!” Rob snapped his fingers. A flash of light covered his form, and his body disappeared, leaving behind his eyes, which shot a hateful glare at Rarity before fading away in a manner reminiscent of the Cheshire Cat.

Rob was gone, but the board remained. They were still in the game.

“Rob?” Rarity called. “Rob, darling, come back! I didn’t mean it.”

If Rob was listening, he wasn’t going to answer.

“Oh, dear,” Rarity said. “It seems he’s well and truly gone.”

“Gone?” Applejack said. “How are we gonna get out of here if we don’t know how we got in here?”

“I don’t know, Applejack,” Rarity answered.

“Great job, Rarity,” Applejack clapped sarcastically. “Y’all really screwed this one up.”

“I screwed this one up?” Rarity asked. “I won’t be blamed for being the only woman in this group to have some standards for individuals’ behavior, and complaining when those standards are not met!”

Before Applejack fire back another retort, Twilight shouted over her.

“Everyone, stop!” Twilight screamed. “Don’t you see? This kind of fighting is exactly the kind of thing Rob was trying to prepare us for! We’ll never get anywhere if we keep arguing with each other like this! And if we can’t go through a board game without being at each others’ throats … how are we supposed to save Equestria from Nightmare Moon, and Tirek, and whatever else is coming?”

Applejack and Rarity looked at the ground. Rarity tapped her fingers and Applejack shifted her foot nervously.

“Twilight’s right, darling … I mean, Applejack,” Rarity said. “I’m sorry for my little … outburst. Can you forgive me?”

“I guess I can,” Applejack said, “if we ever get out of here.” She winked.

“Right,” Rarity said. “And we’re going to put our heads together and figure out how to do just that.”

A die appeared in Rarity's hand with no flair or spectacle. It seemed quite sad, really.

"Here goes nothing," Rarity raised her hand up and gave the die a good shake before rolling, landing a three. She moved that many number of spaces and didn't find any ill effects waiting for her.

"Oh, now I've gotten paranoid," Rarity said. "What's going to happen next? Why don't I have a scroll appearing?"

"Maybe it's because Rob's gone?" Applejack suggested. "Who knows what that could be doing to the board. Maybe his magic was holding it all together."

"If that's the case ... we're never going to get out of here!" Rainbow Dash exclaimed.

"Rainbow Dash! Calm down," Applejack snapped. "I know it seems scary now, but we'll find a way, ya hear me? We will find a way."

"Uh, will we?" Rarity asked.

"I am trying to keep her calm, Rarity," Applejack said. "I'd appreciate y'all not ruining that."

"Right, of course," Rarity turned her attention back to her space. A treasure chest appeared in the air, hovering above her like the one she had found her Wish in.

"Ooh!" Squealing with delight, Rarity grabbed the chest and brought it to her. "Perhaps there's another Wish in here?"

"Careful, Rarity!" Applejack shouted. "It could be a trap!"

"Aren't I always, darling?" Rarity said coolly. She opened the chest, and her hopes were validated, as another Wish was inside. She picked it up, pinching it by one of its points.

"I'm going to try something." Rarity raised the Wish up high. "I wish this game was over!"

Nothing happened. They remained where they were, with their traits in place.

"Huh."

"I guess maybe Rob has to be here to dispel the game?" Twilight suggested.

"Well, in that case," Rarity said, "I think I did a good thing by using my earlier wish to find out more about these threats, so I think I'm entitled to a little treat for myself."

"Rarity, shouldn't we talk this out first? Figure out how to get the most good out of it?" Applejack asked.

"Ah, ah," Rarity held her hand out. "I'm sorry, Applejack, but sometimes one must make one's self a priority. I wish my boobs were back to their regular size."

The star shimmered and hovered. Its light pulsated briefly, and it expanded in size before exploding, disappearing in a cloud of smoke with a harmless pop like a New Year's Eye toy. Rarity shielded her eyes from the smoke, and looked down and was pleased to see her chest back to normal.

"Ah!" Rarity said, cupping her chest, appreciating her natural size. "That's much better."

"Rarity?" Applejack said. "You got a Wish out of that chest and now you've used the Wish, right?"

"Yes, that's correct. Why?"

"So why is the chest still here?" Applejack asked, pointing at the empty floating treasure chest.

"Oh. That's a good question. Why is it still here?" Rarity wondered. "No problem. I'll just close this up and ..."

Rarity went to put her hands on the lid, but before she could, a red-skinned, athletic arm appeared out of the chest and grabbed her by the wrist.

"Aah! It's a mimic!" Pinkie Pie shouted.

"A what now?" Applejack asked.

"You know, a mimic!" Pinkie said. "Like in Ogres and Oubliettes! It's a monster that disguises itself as a treasure chest to lure in unsuspecting adventures to eat them! And now it's got Rarity and its gonna eat her!"

A second arm appeared out of the treasure chest, and the being inside pushed up on the side of the box, pushing itself up out of the chest.

"I ... don't know it's a mimic," Rarity said.

The being fully emerged from the treasure chest. He was a tall, muscular, handsome stallion, with a red coat and bat wings folded up on his back, with a tail moving idly about behind him. As he pulled himself out of the chest like a rabbit from a hat, the chest got stuck on his foot, and he had to shake it off. After he did that, he turned his attention to Rarity.

"My lady," he said, bowing and kissing Rarity's hand, "it appears you've used up the Wish inside this box. I was saving it for a special lady."

"Oh my! Well, my most sincere apologies, mister-"

"No, no," the man said, waving his hand. "Apologies will not be necessary. "For you see, I was hoping that a special lady would come to me, and I could use the Wish as a wedding ring."

"I'm deeply sorry. If I had known-"

"Ah, let me finish," he interrupted her again. "Since you were the one who used up my Wish, I was wondering if you might be my special lady?"

"Who writes this dreck?" Applejack wondered, rolling her eyes.

"Yes," Rarity said, stars in her eyes. "Yes, I'll be your special lady."

"Excellent," the man said. "But in order to be sure you are my special lady, I will have to test you."

"But of course," Rarity said, totally smitten by this charming and mysterious gentleman.

The gentleman slapped Rarity on the shoulder, and she fell down to his knees. He lifted up his loincock, exposing a large, hard dick throbbing beneath.

"If you will suck?" he asked, still maintaining a gentlemanly manner.

"Don't do it, Rarity!" Applejack shouted. "You're better than this!"

"Yeah!" Dash said. "You're not some filthy ..." she paused, glancing over at her own companion. "Sex worker!"

"They're quite right," Rarity said. "If I am your special lady, I demand to be treated with a little respect. If this is going to be test, I want a dinner first." She crossed her arms and turned away.

"We can have dinner after," the man said. He grabbed Rarity by the head and turned her head to face his dick, then proceeded to play with it, waving his rod around in a clockwise pattern.

"I ... uh ... ooh." Rarity sighed and moaned, a blush forming across her cheeks.

"What's he doing?" Applejack asked. "Twilight, what's he doing?"

"I - I don't know!" Twilight said. "I'm not sure I've seen anything like this before."

Rarity opened her mouth, inviting his cock in.

"Oh, come on, Rarity! You're really telling me you're not better than this?" Applejack said.

"I can't help it, Applejack!" Rarity shouted back, not looking at her. "I want it. I need it."

"Yes," the man said as he brought his dick forward into her mouth. "You do. Because all proper ladies need a nice load of cum in their mouths to so they know to be proper sluts."

"Oh, I can't watch this," Applejack said, raising her arms up in front of her face.

The invader moved, pumping his cock into Rarity's mouth. It only took him one thrust before he shot a messy load all over, shooting a wad down Rarity's mouth. He pulled away, a strand of cum hanging off his tip. Rarity sat there open mouthed and dazed-looking, her eyes turning a green color as she swallowed the semen. Her tits jiggled and increased in size by a small margin, though far from the ridiculous excess they were at earlier. Seemed she was doomed to suffer that fate.

"What am I doing?" Twilight said. "I'm a librarian. I should know this stuff." She pressed her fingers to her head and concentrated. In her mind, she rows and rows of bookshelves floating in space.

Show me the one I need, Twilight thought.

The bookshelves shifted and rearranged themselves. One demonic-looking shelf with a black paint and several candles glowing ominously on top of it approached her mind's eye. A red levitated out from it and opened itself for her, turning to a page.

The image in her mind faded, but Twilight discovered absorbed the pages the book showed her and had the information she needed.

"Oh my gosh, I think he's an incubus!" Twilight said.

"Incubus?" Applejack said. "What's that?"

"That's even worse than a mimic!" Pinkie said. "Wait, is it?"

"Depends on your perspective," Twilight answered. "An incubus is a male succubus. He has addictive cum - which is a sentence I cannot believe I'm saying with a straight face - and if we don't stop him, he'll suck out Rarity's soul or - or turn her into some kind of lust-crazed sex slave!"

"Your bookish is friend is correct," the incubus said as Rarity happily sucked on his rod. "The more Rarity sucks, the more of my cum she gets, the more cum she gets, the more brainwashed and devoted she'll be to me. Of course, you're welcome to try and rescue her, but she's going to be much too filled with my semen by the time you get to this space for it to even be worth you bothering. Isn't that right, my little cum slut?"

He stroked Rarity's hair and she nodded.

"We're not letting that happen," Twilight said. "Come on, Rainbow Dash! We need a real good roll here."

Dash nodded in understanding, her eyes burning with passion when the die manifested in her hand. She reared her hand back like she was about to throw a pitch and threw the die onto the ground, rolling a six.

"Whoo-hoo!" Fluttershy clapped.

"Alright, Rainbow Dash!" Pinkie cheered.

"Come on, you guys," Dash marched through the spaces, ready to punch the incubus in his smug incubus face. "You know you can always count on me when it matters. I'd never leave one of my friends in a tight spot, no matter how frou-frou she is."

Far away in a pocket dimension, Rob's ears pricked while he was reading a book. He just heard something. He spun his wheeled seat over to the crystal ball he was using to monitor the game.

"Huh," Rob said. "It seems like their friendship levels are growing stronger. Oh, what do I care?" He went back to his book, spinning the wheel away. "It's not like they want my help anyway."

"Although," he said, spinning his chair to face the crystal ball, "I guess it couldn't hurt to watch a little more closely and see if they come to any new ... realizations."

The scroll appeared for Rainbow Dash. She hastily skimmed it over, not really reading the words, then pressed her finger on the top most one. She pursed her lips in disgust when eyeshadow and lipstick appeared on her face, and her corset was replaced by see-through lace, along with fishnets and platform boots.

“Aw, porn star?” Dash asked. “Come on, really? I mean, really? Whatever,” she shook her head.

“Sorry about that, RD,” Applejack said.

“It doesn’t matter!” Dash snapped. “We need to save Rarity first, then I can bitch and moan!”

“Right!” Everyone else agreed.

Applejack snatched her fingers around the die the minute it appeared in her hand. She shook it furiously and rolled it, getting a three.

“Three? Come on, you, I don’t have time for this!” She stomped her foot. “My friend needs me!” Her stomp caused enough of a quake to make the die wobble and tip over, turning her three into a five.

“Does that count?” Applejack asked, looking over to Twilight, who shrugged.

“Of course it counts!” Rainbow Dash said. “Just go for it, Applejack!”

“I don’t know,” Applejack said. “Seems kinda … dishonest.”

“Honest?” Dash asked. “Honest? Who cares about honesty when our friend is about to be turned into a mindless sex-crazed bimbo?” She gestured to Rarity, who moaned as the incubus squirted tiny flecks of cum onto her cheek.

“I do, Rainbow Dash,” Applejack shot back. “A pony’s ain’t worth nothing if she’s not honest with herself and her friends. I’m moving three spaces.”

“Hmm?” Twilight cocked an eyebrow when she thought saw Applejack glow with an orange outline around her body, but it passed by in a second, so she attributed it to some kind of mirage or illusion cast by the game board. Or perhaps a lack of sleep was getting to her.

The standard scroll appeared for Applejack.

“Let’s see,” Applejack read the scroll, “centaur, big boobs, big hips … I’ll go with the hips. Seems less obtrusive.” Applejack selected the hips and closed her eyes as she felt her thighs swell up, protruding out like the top half of an apple, smooth and curvy to the point of being half circles.

“Oh, how lovely,” the incubus said, admiring Applejack’s changes. “I may just have to have my way with you when I’m done with your friend here.”

“Ugh,” Applejack rolled her eyes and groaned in disgust. “Come on, Rarity! Stop it. You can do better than this twerp! Knock it off.”

Rarity stirred at hearing her name and turned towards Applejack, staring at her blankly while cum continued to swim on her face. “Stop what?”

“Shh, shh, don’t listen to her, my dear,” the incubus said, grabbing Rarity’s head and turning it back towards him. “Just relax and suck like a proper lady should.”

“Proper lady, yes, I’m a proper lady,” Rarity moaned dizzily. “W-wait, no, a proper lady doesn’t just go down on some male she’s only just met!”

“And yet you did,” the incubus said. “So, I’ll ask you, who do you think is really an expert on what a proper lady does here, hmm? Let me give you a hint; it’s not you. Here, let me cum on your tits, and all will be made clear.”

“Oh, why I never! You filthy rapscallion! I’ll - ooh.” Rarity was silenced when the incubus demon cock squirted a load of jizz smack dab in the center of her cleavage, bathing her boobs with warmth and spunk. The smell of the addictive substance wafted into her nostrils, and she inhaled deeply.

“My, that’s … wonderful,” Rarity muttered. “What was I angry about again?”

“You were mad that someone took your wonderful huge boobs away from you,” the incubus said.

“Yes,” Rarity nodded, “that sounds right. My boobs …” She cupped her boobs and squeezed them slightly, causing the semen to pool into the cleft of her cleavage.

“But don’t worry,” the incubus said. “That’s something that can be easily fixed.” He snapped his fingers. His cum began disappearing, soaking into Rarity’s boobs. Her mammaries began to swell up and push out against her top, bulging with her erect nipples poking through the fabric.

Rarity giggled. “Yes … big boobies. That’s right.” She rubbed and jiggled her chest.

Applejack groaned again, sticking her tongue out in disgust. “Can whoever’s next please do a good roll so we can shut this creep up?”

“Don’t worry, Applejack! You can count on me.” Pinkie reared her hand back and landed a measly two. “Aw! Two? That’s no fun.” With her head hung low, Pinkie dejectedly walked the two spaces. She barely lifted her head to look at the scroll selector that appeared.

“Large hips, succubus … add on to an existing trait?” Pinkie Pie tilted her head, curious as to what this would do for her. “Ah, what the hay! Let’s go for it.” She picked that trait. The scroll folded up and bled out a purple mist, then flew over to her hips and attached itself there, shooting out a brown strap that lashed around her shoulders, completing its conversion into a purse.

“A purse?” Pinkie asked. “What am I supposed to do with this?” She reached in and pulled out a number of packets, each with different colors. It took her a minute to recognize them. “Ooh, condoms!”

“Really?” Rainbow Dash asked, palming her face. “Condoms!”
“Hey!” Pinkie snapped. “Safe sex is a serious issue and you should always make your number one priority when you’re about to engage in lovemaking!”
“Condoms aren’t going to help us rescue Rarity, Pinkie!” Dash said.

“Um, well, actually, they might, if we could just … get them around the incubus’s … you know.” Fluttershy said. She drew a circle in the air to indicate what she meant.

“Whoever’s rolling next needs to go so we can to Rarity!” Applejack shouted. The incubus is getting to her, I can tell! Something’s wrong with her eyes!”

Twilight looked over at Rarity, who was still mindlessly sucking on the incubus’s shaft. Twilight couldn’t quite make out what, but there was something wrong with her eyes.

Keeping in mind that Rarity was counting on her, Twilight shook and rolled her die with a fervor. She managed to get a five and moved that many number of spaces.

“Let’s see, what pervert trait am I going to have to get now?” Twilight asked waiting for the scroll to appear before her. “Ugh. I should have never agreed to this game.”

“It’s not all your fault, Twilight,” Applejack comforted her. “Some of us agreed to join the game. We had no way of knowing it would be this dirty and filthy.”

“Yeah, but maybe we should have thought about agreeing to a game offered by a mysterious hooded stranger who magically appeared in the library during a party at night and had the ability to stop time,” Pinkie Pie said.

“Pinkie, not helping,” Applejack scolded her. Pinkie Pie shrugged.

“While you’re doing that,” the incubus said, “I’ve grown bored of this position. Rarity, how about something new?”

Rarity popped her mouth off his rod. “But … but I love sucking your dick! I love your cum.” She trailed a finger across his balls, appreciating his studly manhood.

“I know,” the incubus said, “but trust me, this will feel really good if we do it right.” He leaned over and cupped her chin, not minding the trails of cum he left there. “You want to feel good, don’t you?”

“Yes,” Rarity said in a trance. “I want to feel good.”

“Great. Turn around for me,” the incubus ordered, pleased when Rarity compiled without complaint. “Now, lay down, flat on your stomach.” Rarity again complied. “Good. Now, let me at that delectable ass of yours.” He sat down on her, straddling her thighs and pulled on her underwear.

“Ugh,” Applejack groaned. “Didn’t Rob say none of us would get hurt or menaced? I mean, I feel pretty sure like this qualifies!”

“He probably meant that he only promised Fluttershy wouldn’t get hurt, and ‘forgot’ to tell the rest of us that,” Rainbow Dash remarked.

Sitting in his room and watching this, Rob leaned back in his chair, pressing his fingers to his chin. “Am I that bad?”

“Wait,” Twilight said, “why don’t I have a scroll?” She looked around, checking behind her to see if maybe the scroll had simply malfunctioned.

“Twilight, look!” Applejack pointed to the space Twilight was standing on.

Twilight looked down. The space had turned into a blue and black swirl of colors which made Twilight think of a portal. On the space was an interface, displaying a sentence in simple block text letters.

Twilight read them out loud, trying to understand them. “Warp all party members to the nearest enemy’?” What does that mean?”

Pinkie Pie gasped. “Twilight, do you just say what I think you just said?”
“Warp all party members to the nearest enemy?”

“That’s it! Twilight, you’ve landed on a special space!”

“A special space?” Twilight asked, lifting her foot as if this meant the space was filthy.

“Yeah! Rarity got a chest by luck earlier, and she sprang a mimic trap, so obviously some spaces have special effects! This is just the first one that has a positive effect! Since it says transport us to the enemy, it will take all of us right to the incubus! Hit yes!”

Twilight nodded. With a fury, she got down on her knee and punched the button for yes. In an instant, the spaces in front of and behind the incubus turned the same black and blue colors.

“What?” the incubus asked, looking around him.

All of the spaces Twilight, Dash, Applejack and Fluttershy were standing on also turned into the portals beneath their feet, causing them to drop inside. The portals near the incubus spat them out, popping them up from the ground like weeds and placing them adjacent to the incubus.

“Huh?” the incubus asked in confusion, looking around as he was suddenly surrounded on all sides. “Not bad, not bad … but you’ll still never rescue your friend from me in time!”

He began pounding his rod into Rarity’s exposed ass, and now Twilight realized what it was that was wrong with Rarity’s eyes; they were slowly turning pink, blank, and featureless as she was transformed into the incubus’s loyal, mindless slut.

Everything about this felt wrong on so many levels, but Twilight calmed herself and got ready for a fight. She balled a fist, and the others followed her example.

Twilight swung first, attempting to land a hit on the incubus. He simply spread his wings and moved slightly to the side, easily dodging her blow, picking up and dragging Rarity by the legs.

"Ah!" he moaned in satisfaction as his cock spurted a load of clear, sticky goo into Rarity's ass.

"Heh heh!" Rarity giggled, her blue eyes turning completely pink. "It's so warm and sticky and fresh!"

"Like I told you," the incubus said as he pulled his messy, soaked shaft out of Rarity and dropped her legs. "You'll never rescue your friend from me."

"I beg to differ," Applejack ran up to him and hip-checked him, putting all of her force into her thighs and knocking him back.

"Not bad, not bad," the incubus said, "but how about a load of this?" His rod straightened up and stiffened, shooting out a rope of cum that nearly splattered onto Applejack's crotch. Applejack jumped back, barely getting out of the way in time, the cum pooling around the floor tiles instead.

"We need to do something about that dick," Applejack said.

"I'll admit, as much as I don't like this game, there are a lot of sentences that makes sense that I don't think I'm ever gonna get a chance to hear again," Rainbow Dash said. "And I think you're right, Applejack, but what? How?"

"We could try this," Fluttershy tapped her staff to the ground and willed a tree to rise from the board under the incubus, the same trick she used to dispatch the slime. The incubus merely spread his wings and flew out of the as the tree rose.

"Darn!" Fluttershy shouted. "Maybe this?" She plucked a rose off her shoulder and tossed it at the incubus like a dart.

The incubus grabbed the rose, snatching it out of the air. He placed it on his shoulder and patted down. "Thank for you for the flowers, darling, now ..." he flew up into the air. "Which one of you lovely ladies to take first?" His eyes shifted between, scanning them for who would be the best choice for his victim.

Fluttershy, Rainbow Dash, and Pinkie Pie all grimaced, afraid he was going to pick them.

Twilight took a bold step forward. "Take me." She gestured to herself.

"What?" Pinkie Pie asked.

"Are you sure about this, Twi?" Applejack asked.

"I'll do it," Twilight said. She looked to Applejack. "You're my friends, aren't you? I know you'll save me."

Applejack gasped, touched, then smiled and nodded her hat. "You can count on us, Twilight."

"Oh, I'm sure she can," the incubus said. "But it's not going to matter once she's mine, just like your friend there."

"Come on, you filthy bat!" Twilight shouted, wrapping her arms around her breasts and pushing them to up make herself appear more appetizing to the incubus. "Bring it! Unless you're scared of being out-performed?"

"Out-performed? Me? Why, the very idea is laughable! You better get ready and do some throat exercises, because I'm going to make you swallow a lot!"

"Before you do that, could I interest you in a condom?" Pinkie Pie asked, raising up of the packets from her bag.

"No thanks, dear, though I admire your thoughtfulness."

The incubus swooped down on Twilight like a vulture, ramming his rod straight into her mouth. He knocked her down onto her butt and planted his feet beside her head, beginning to pump his rod into her mouth.

Twilight had never experienced anything like this before, so she didn't know what to think. His dick felt weird on her tongue, all veiny and muscular, but she lacked a frame of reference for if this was how a cock normally felt when it went into a woman's mouth.

"Suck," the incubus commanded her, grabbing her by the hair. "Suck! I command you!"

"You okay in there, Twilight?" Applejack shouted.

Twilight gave a thumbs-up.

The incubus chuckled. "Ah ha ha. You think you're so smart, don't you? That maybe if you don't suck, I won't be able to take you like your friend there while the rest of your group tries to take me from behind?"

"That was the idea," Rainbow Dash said.

"Well, I'm not having it!" the incubus said. He cupped his balls and played with them and curled his fingers around the base of his length. "Your friends can try and rescue you all that like, but this party is over! You're all going to be my mindless sluts before too long!"

"If you really think that, you've got another thing coming!" Rainbow Dash ran towards him, fists swinging.

The incubus chuckled and snapped his fingers.

Rainbow Dash's eyes widened when something grabbed her leg and she tripped. She rolled over to see it had been Rarity who grabbed her ankle at the incubus's command.

"Rarity?" Dash questioned. She shook her leg, trying to shake Rarity off. "Come on, Rarity, knock it off! Fight it!"

"Fight what, darling?" Rarity asked, pulling on Rainbow's leg to bring her closer. "I'm not the one trying to attack my friend's charming boyfriend. From my perspective, you're the one who needs to be fought."

Dash groaned. "Really? We gotta do it this way? Come on, Rarity, snap out of it!" She thrashed her leg, but Rarity had a surprisingly strong grip.

"Oh, don't be like that," Rarity climbed up Rainbow Dash, her tits dangling hypnotically like pendulums. She pulled down her corset, letting them jiggle freely. "Just open up that pretty mouth of yours and suck!" She tried to force her tit into Rainbow Dash's mouth, but Rainbow Dash resisted.

"You are a smart girl, aren't you, Twilight?" the incubus asked, releasing his tight grip on Twilight's hair and stroking it with a much softer, gentler hand. "You're so smart. And thoughtful. And intelligent. No pony believes you about Nightmare Moon, but you know the truth. You don't need friends - you need people to take you seriously, because you're smart, studious, and well-read.

Smart, studious, well-read, Twilight repeated in her head.

"And a smart girl like you knows exactly what to do with a big dick like this, don't you?" the incubus growled, licking his lips and flashing a grin.

Yes, Twilight thought. She raised her hands to his shaft and began pumping it with her fingers. I'm a smart girl who knows - hey! She began sucking before catching a hold of herself and stopping. His words were like honey pouring into her ears. She understood a lot better now how Rarity had fallen prey to him so easily. When he began complimenting her, it felt like she was the only woman in the universe who mattered.

Despite her resistance to sucking him off or giving him any hint of pleasure, Twilight felt the member throb in her mouth a little. She tried to pull away before he blew, but he grabbed her by cheeks and forced her head to stay there.

The cock bulged again, and it shot out a wad of sticky cum down her throat. Twilight felt herself grow warm and wet the minute it went down. It was so - so warm, and tasty. It didn't even seem to have a taste that could be described, but it was tasty. It made her feel tipsy, as if she'd been drinking, and it made her want to drink more.

"Yikes!" Applejack said. "You still doing okay over there, Twilight?"

Twilight made a "so-so" motion with her hands.

"We need to put a stop to this before he gets any further with Twilight than he already has!" Applejack said.

"I know, but how do we do that?" Fluttershy asked with despair. "We've lost half our group already!"

"Mm," Applejack said, looking at Rainbow Dash and Rarity. "Maybe not quite half. I got a plan. Pinkie Pie, you distract Rarity. Offer her a condom and a sex toy."

"I don't have a sex toy," Pinkie Pie said. "Just condoms."

"Yeah, but she don't know that," Applejack said. "I'm gonna get Rainbow Dash to get his attention, and then I'm gonna sneak behind him and whack him over the head. After I do that, Fluttershy, you know what to do?"

"I do," Fluttershy said, smiling and twirling her staff.

"Alright," Applejack said. "On three. One, two ... three!"

"Hey!" Pinkie went up to Rarity and tapped her on the shoulder.

"What?" Rarity snapped at her. "Can't you see I'm wrestling with this women who clearly doesn't know the value of a good tit when she sees one?"

"Yeah, I can see that, but I was wondering if you would be interested in something that could help?"

"Go on," Rarity said, interested.

"A sex toy!"

"I would be interested in that," Rarity said, drawing away from Rainbow Dash and giving Dash a break.

"Great! Hang on, just let me go through my bag here," Pinkie Pie began rifling through her bag for the sex toy that wasn't there.

"Rainbow Dash!" Applejack shouted. "You still got that companion, don't you?"

"Companion?" Dash said. "Oh, right! I can get her to get Rarity off me!"

"You could do that, or you could get her to get that jerk off Twilight!"

"Right!" Rainbow Dash put her fingers into her mouth and whistled. The mini-sex worker appeared by her side.

"Hey," Dash turned to her, while pushing Rarity away, pressing her palm against Rarity's forehead. "You see that big incubus jerk riding my friend over there? I need you to go distract him. Can you do that?"

The mini-sex worker nodded. She scuttled over to the incubus and walked under his legs, sat down on her knees, and raised up, licking the underside of his cock.

"Huh?" the incubus wondered at the new sensation. He looked down and smiled, please to see another victim for him to corrupt. "Oh, a new fan, hmm? Well, if you want me, I'm happy to oblige." He pushed the reluctant Twilight away in favor of this more willing prey. With his cock still oozing cum, he inserted his shaft into the mini-worker's mouth and began pumping.

"Ooh," he moaned, the mini-worker sucking as he thrusted. "You're good at this, aren't you? Much better than her," he nodded his head at Twilight.

Twilight was too busy breathing heavily and trying to fight the cum's influence on her mind to be offended. She wrapped her hands around her head, groaning as the price of her resistance was a painful headache.

Must not suck, Twilight thought, must want cum. Love cum. No! Don't! Want to suck. No! So tasty. Fight it!

Twilight stuck her tongue out and it jittered as conflicting impulses told it to lick her chin for any dregs of semen and to retract back into her mouth and stay put.

Applejack carefully moved up behind the incubus, waiting for the right chance to strike. She waited for him to pull back from a thrust, and didn't hesitate, jumping him and slugging him hard on the back of his neck.

"What?" the incubus muttered as he was knocked off his feet, his cock pulling out of the mini-worker's mouth.

While he was off-balance, Fluttershy seized her chance, tapping her staff to the ground. A tree rose up out of the next to the incubus, its branches curling inward like long fingers on a clawed hand. The tree swung itself down and snatched him up, with a few of its branches curling around and forming a basket of sorts around his cock so he couldn't shoot his corrupting jizz anymore.

"What? No!" the incubus cried. "It's not fair!"

"Suck on that, why don't you," Applejack remarked. She turned and ran over to Fluttershy, snapping a high-five. "You still doing alright, Twilight?"

"No," Twilight answered, "I ... I want to suck. I want to be a good girl."

A flash of light appeared in the air, and Rob appeared before them.

"Bravo, bravo ladies!" Rob said. "A truly wonderful display of teamwork, camaraderie and friendship. Taking out that incubus was a tricky business, but you pulled it off with aplomb! That was ... all I wanted to see." Rob wiped a tear from his eye.

"Great! So can we go home now?" Applejack asked.

"Oh, no no no," Rob said, "the game still has to be played to its completion. But, in the light of your success, I think I can spare you a few boons."

He snapped his fingers, and the pink faded from Rarity's eyes and the fog from Twilight's mind.

"Where am I?" Rarity asked. "What happened? Why am I on top of Rainbow Dash with my boobs out?" She looked down. "And why are my boobs this big? I thought I wished them away!"

"And, given your good performance, I'll grant you something special - a group Wish." He produced a silver star. "One wish that will affect everyone in the group. And I'll also give you one wish to a person, but only one, so choose who gets it carefully."

"Quick question," Applejack said. "I want to know why that incubus even got here in the first place."

"Ah, simple enough," Rob said. "Without me around to keep its negative chaotic energies in check, the board fed on your inner thoughts and fantasies and somebody - I won't say who - cough, it was Rarity, she's been reading dirty comics, cough - and it brought that to life."

Rarity blushed, and blushed more when everyone glared at her. "What can I say? Sometimes I want to read something spicy when I'm alone at night!"

"Now," Rob said, "what are your wishes?"

"So we can get one wish for all of us, and one for one of us," Applejack said. "I think I know what everyone wants for the group wish."

The girls nodded.

"I wish to get rid of all of the traits we have," Applejack said. "Reset them all."

"Mm, not sure I can let you do that," Rob said. "But I can get rid of half. And for the other?"

"Well, Twilight, y'all were pretty brave, volunteering to take on the incubus like that," Applejack said. "I think y'all deserve it." The others nodded in agreement.

Rob placed a golden Wish into Twilight's hand.

"What's your Wish, Twilight? Word it carefully."

Twilight stared into the Wish, watching it bounce and admiring its glow.

"I wish," Twilight said, "for a clear hint about what we need to Wish for to beat the game."

"Oh. That's a good wish," Rob said. "Very well. Here's your hint; to find the answers to make your quest complete, you only need one key to your enemies' defeat."

"That's a riddle!" Rarity said. "That's not clear!"

"I'm sorry," Rob said. "Those are the rules by which my magic works. Besides, if you think about it, it really is quite clear. Now ..."

Rob made a huge novelty die appear in his hand.

"Shall we resume our game?"

Author's Note

The girls' getting to get rid of half of their traits is a compromise; the commissioner has plans for the traits to "stack" which I won't spoil here, but I am losing track of who is getting what, so this is a way to soft reset for a bit. Next chapter will open with them bargaining with Rob. It may not go well, depending on how I feel like playing it.

Take A Breath

“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!

Le Grande Finale

“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.