The bimbo queen stood atop the roof of Rapacian Enterprizes, watching her himbos at work. They labored tirelessly to construct the machine that would bring her dream to fruition. And they were nearly complete. The rose-gold ore known as chrysollium had been painstakingly forged. There were several columns surrounding a dais and an altar. Love Bunny smiled at the progress they were making. It wouldn’t be long before she could turn this pitiful city into the Ouranian capitol of the world, and there was nothing that nuisance Matter-Horn could do.

“I still can’t get over this design,” Neon Lights said. He stood next to Love Bunny, supervising the construction of the machine. Neon was examining the blueprints. “This is nothing short of a masterpiece. Your grandfather was truly a genius.”

“Thank you, Neon. But don’t sell yourself so short,” Love Bunny said. She leaned down and pressed her tremendous breasts to his side. “You were chosen to be a part of my illustrious court. That means you’re not only exceptional, you surpass that. Because I only allow the best of the best.”

“Aw, you’re far to kind, my queen,” he said blushing a bit. “But it is a shame your grandfather is no longer with us. I would have loved to chatted with him. To pick the brain of the Crimson Chrysanthemum. That would be an incredible honor.”

“Yes, I too wish my grandfather was still around to see this. My grandmother too,” she said. Love Bunny straightened up and tried to hide the sadness in her voice. “My grandfather would have loved to see the fruits of his labor finally coming to completion. It may have taken a hundred and fifty years, but it’s finally going to happen.”

Right then, Love Bunny felt a buzzing in the back of her head.

{Mistress, this is Jet Set. The final idol has been forged.}

“Excellent. Have Orange Sherbette and Cold Forecast deploy this one.”

{Yes, mistress.}

“It shan’t be long, now,” Love Bunny said putting her hands on her hips.

There was a noise from behind Love Bunny and she turns to see the door to the roof swing open. One of the employees steps out and proceeds to light a cigarette. He takes a long drag from it then notices what was happening on the roof. There was a brief moment when everyone stopped what they were doing and the world seemed to freeze. Love Bunny and her subjects looked at the man and he looked back. The man sputtered and smoke fluttered out of his mouth, his cigarette falling to the floor. He spun around and tried to leave but found the titanic woman suddenly standing in front of him.

“W-what are you gonna do to me?” he whimpered as he shrank back.

Love Bunny’s gem glowed and the man was lifted into the air. He found himself face-to-face with the bimbo queen. Before he could say anything, he was embraced by Love Bunny. Her plump locked with his and her talented tongue entered his mouth. She slipped a hand down his pants and stroked his cock. The man was surprised at first, but his thoughts were soon overtaken by her influence. He went limp in her clutches as his expression became vacant.

After a minute, the man ejaculated. Love Bunny gathered the semen and lowered the man to the floor. His eyes were glazed over and had a faint purple tinge to them. He looked up expectantly at the bimbo queen, awaiting her orders.

“There, that should take care of him,” Love Bunny said licking the seed off her long fingers. “Make sure nobody else comes up here.”

The man nodded slowly then turned back to the door. He shuffled through it as if he were sleepwalking. Once the door had closed, Love Bunny’s gem flashed and the door vanished entirely.

“Alright, I hope we won’t have any more interruptions.”

“Gah! You two are gonna be the death of me!” Spike said loudly. The young man sat at his desk and was facetiming with Lily Lace and Inky Rose. The two women were pressing themselves together in a bid to excite him. “Seriously, what was I thinking agreeing to this insane deal?”

“You were thinking that you wanted to make us happy? And that the promise of absolute pleasure from us was more than enough to convince you?” Lily said. She wiggled back and forth in a seductive manner.

“Uh-huh,” Inky added as she pushed her breasts together.

Spike leaned back in his chair and groaned. A week ago, Lily and Inky had told him that they were going to Everfree for an important Ouranian ritual. It was to last for close to two weeks and was their final step into becoming fully recognized by the community. Lily and Inky were both distraught that they wouldn’t be able to take Spike along and, as such, would be deprived of him for that long. They both agreed to refrain from anything sex related until they returned and asked Spike if he would do the same. Spike was dubious at first, not seeing what would be the point. But Lily explained that if he ‘held it in’ for those two weeks, the sex with her and Inky would be beyond pleasure. Plus, they promised something extra-special when they got back.

At first it was fine. Three days passed without any problems. But Spike had become so accustomed to having sex with those two at least every other day, that by day five he was feeling quite backed up. By day ten it was becoming torture. It didn’t help that Lily and Inky insisted on regular calls like this, which typically consisted of them wearing skimpy outfits and groping each other. Spike was at least grateful Love Bunny hadn’t attacked during this time.

“I feel like I’ve been deceived here. Look at this!” Spike stood up and pulled down his pants. He showed off his cock and balls to Lily and Inky. With a careful hand, he unclasped the ring, and his manhood promptly swelled to full mast. It was engorged and throbbed, and his balls were similarly swollen as well. Spike let out a groan as he tried to keep his composure. Being freed like this was almost enough to set him off. “I have to wear this all the time now,” he said holding up the cock ring. “And I have to take cold showers at least twice a day.” Spike gripped the side of the desk.

Lily and Inky both gasped at his penis. It had only been ten days, but that felt like a lifetime to them. Seeing his unrestrained dick like that made them terribly horny. They both thought the time apart wouldn’t be so bad, but this proved it was much harder. Lily and Inky entwined each other, groping and making out. They desperately wanted to feel Spike, to be dominated by him.

“Hey! That’s cheating!” Lily said as she nuzzled Inky’s breasts.

“Uh-huh!”

“Cheating? I think you two getting to release during your soirée at this ‘Everfree’ is cheating!” Spike shouted as he fumbled with the cock ring.

“Spiiiike! We told you it’s part of our ceremony!” Lily said pulling away from Inky. “We have to offer ourselves before the Goddess in order to complete the ritual. It’s not like we’re going crazy and masturbating every other hour. We’ve kept up our end of the bargain. No sex and no pleasure until we get back. Please Spike, I promise you it will be all worth it.”

“I…nggh…!”

KNOCK! KNOCK!

“Hey, Spike. We have to go do-OH GOD!!!!” Twilight knocked on the door and entered immediately. She caught her brother in a less than flattering position while his two bimbos were pressing up against each other. Twilight quickly turned away. “WILL YOU PLEASE COVER YOURSELF!!!?”

“Yeah, you caught me at a bad time…hngh…” he groaned. Spike eased the ring back on his cock and let out a sigh when it went flaccid. “So, ‘sup?”

Twilight let out a slightly disgusted sigh and massaged her temple. “Starswirl and the others are here. We have training right now.”

“Oh, okay. I’ll be right down.” As Twilight left shaking her head, Spike turned to the excited girls. “Hey, I gotta go. We can talk later if there’s time.”

“Wait! At least let us have one last look at ‘him’!” Lily pleaded.

“Uh-huh!”

In the library’s basement, Starswirl, Stygian, and Party Favor were training everyone. Since he first assessed them, Starswirl has been calling them for training every other day. Rarity had grumbled that it messed with her strict beauty regimen, but a fierce glare from the bearded Ouranium was enough to quiet her. Meadowbrook was also there standing off to the side with first aid at the ready. She excitedly watched the young heroes as they trained.

Starswirl had them pair off and spar with each other to warm up. Twilight and Spike were together, and, since there was an odd amount, Pinkie Pie, Rarity, and Fluttershy were together. The older Ouranium observed them, taking mental notes or offering advice. Starswirl had Fluttershy and Rarity work together to see how far Pinkie had come along and vice versa. Rarity was able to block a majority of her attacks, but Fluttershy was still unaccustomed to this and was soon trapped under her own gigantic milky breasts. During this whole time, Spike was moving very deliberately. Making sure he kept his distance from Twilight and utilize long-range tactics more. Stygian admired his spirit but also knew the reason why.

After ten minutes, Starswirl cast a whistle spell to alert the young heroes.

FWEEEEEET!!!!

“Alright, that’s enough warmup for now!” he shouted. “Let’s take a quick break before we resume training!”

Everyone stopped what they were doing and turned to him. Fluttershy struggled to sit up and feebly cried for someone to help her. Meadowbrook dashed over and sat the poor avian up, hooking her lactating mammaries up to the milking machine. She also hands out potions to help them recover. They all line up and await further instructions.

“Now, I would like to start by saying I am proud of the progress you’ve all been making!” Starswirl said. “I know it’s not been easy and that I’ve been rather tough on you. But that’s only because I believe you can achieve greatness. Ms. Pie! You especially have made great strides since I started your training! Keep up the good work.” A wide smile spread across Pinkie’s face and she puffed out her chest. “Ms. Papillon! You unfortunately are still lagging behind.” Fluttershy looked dejected at hearing this and tried to hide between her breasts. “But…given that you only recently awakened and your special circumstances, you shouldn’t feel too agitated because of it. We will work to bring you up to an acceptable level.”

Fluttershy smiled weakly but still felt self-conscious. Everyone else cheers a bit at the rare praise they received from Starswirl. The bearded man cleared his throat and continued.

“(Ahem!) I would also like to thank Party Favor for taking time out of his schedule for his assistance. He has been an immense help during this time.”

“Oh, you’re too kind, sir,” Party Favor said blushing lightly. “Truly, it’s an honor to work alongside the great Starswirl and help train these fine young Ouranian.”

As the three older Ouranian addressed the heroes, Rarity looked over at Spike standing next to her. He had his hands clasped in front of him and was doing breathing exercises. Rarity raised an eyebrow and leaned closer to him.

“Are you okay, Spike? You’ve been doing that whenever we aren’t engaged in training.”

“Hm? Oh, I’m ‘fine’,” Spike grunted to her. “I’ve just been ‘holding it in’ for over a week. It’s been pretty brutal for me. Especially during training. Watching you girls jump around in form-fitting outfits has not made my life easy.” He took a moment to slowly breathe in then out. “This helps keep me centered. Controlled breathing and clear thoughts.”

“Oh, well…I suppose I’m sorry?” Rarity said apologetically. “But I can’t exactly ‘stop’ these.” She pressed her boobs together as if to say ‘these things aren’t going anywhere’.

“Yeah, that’s fine. I’m just glad we haven’t had any attacks from Love Bunny.”

“Ahem!” Party Favor cleared his throat and the two flinched. He gave them a look and they sheepishly face forward. “Now, as I was saying; today I’d like to start training all of you on tantric energy combat.” He gestured to Pinkie who eagerly dashed over to him. “Terrans are typically taught the Tantric Fist given that they lack magic like psions or elemental manipulation like avians. Plus, they have a natural disposition that makes then keen on use of the martial art. However, basic knowledge is useful.”

Party Favor gestured to Pinkie again and she zoomed around the training arena a few times. The others obviously couldn’t keep up with her movements and didn’t bother trying. After a few seconds, Pinkie resumed her place next to Party Favor.

“As Pinkie has just demonstrated, she is quite fast. But speed won’t automatically make you the winner,” Party said. “Likewise, incredible strength won’t always give you an advantage.” Party Favor’s gem glowed and a blue aura surrounded his fist. He then stepped forward and punched the floor in front of him. It left a decent sized crack in it, to which Starswirl pulled out a remote and clicked it. the Floor glowed for a moment and reset itself. “It’s no different with a psion’s magic or an avian’s element. Manipulating tantric energies in a person can affect them in various ways. From rendering their power inert.” Party Favor turned to Pinkie and tapped her a few times with a glowing hand. Pinkie then ran at a disturbingly normal speed. With her belly wobbling around in a comical fashion. The plump speedster stopped and stuck out her tongue, knowing how silly she looked. “To making one’s power go haywire.” He gestured to Fluttershy who was still being milked. “One trained with the Tantric Fist can even render a person completely powerless.”

Twilight raised her hand and said, “But I can do almost all of that with my magic. Is it really necessary for someone like me to dedicate more time to learning such a skill?”

“A fair point, Twilight,” Party answered. “I won’t deny that psions can be rather privileged when it comes to our innate abilities. Being able to affect the world the way we can is truly remarkable, even without Ouranian magic.” Party Favor held out a hand and ribbons of blue light spun out from his gem and twisted around his palm. A few seconds later, the ribbons resolved themselves into a blue rose. “But what if you came across an opponent who was stronger than you? Or could circumvent your magic in some way? Take Pinkie for instance; should a speedy terran catch you off guard they could easily incapacitate you.”

Twilight muttered something under her breath about her magic being fairly powerful. Rarity raised her hand and said, “Is there any particular reason terrans are taught the Tantric Fist? Besides the obvious.”

“It’s because terrans are naturally adept at detecting meridian lines, your magical vessels, and pressure points,” Party explained. “Terrans are physical by nature. As such, they rely on their physical senses more than psions or avians, allowing them to ‘see’ these things with ease.” Everyone muttered to themselves about what they’ve been told. Fluttershy sits off to the side, still in a daze.

“It’s important to note that a battle can often be determined by one’s ability with tantric energy,” Starswirl said. “Even a person who has little power can topple someone with vast amounts if they can wield it appropriately.”

“Yes, exactly that,” Party Favor said. “If you have control of your tantric power, you can become unstoppable. Which is why we’ll start teaching you how to sense it.”

VWOOOOP!!! VWOOOOP!!! VWOOOOP!!!

“Well, guess that will have to wait ‘til later,” Party Favor said as the alarm went off.

Everyone moved to the computer to see where the activity was occurring. Party Favor used his magic to assist Fluttershy and the massive avian weakly thanked him. At the large supercomputer, Stygian pressed a few keys to stop the alarm and pull up the city map. There was a pink dot that was slowly growing in the western part of Maretropolis.

“Alright, everyone! You know what to do!” Twilight shouted. “Let’s get out there and give these pests a good spanking!” She struck a heroic pose, though some of them were trying to hide their laughter.

“Was that on purpose, Twi?” Spike said raising an eyebrow.

“Was what on purpose?”

“The ‘spanking’ bit, darling?”

“Oh, Goddess! I didn’t even notice I said that! Enough! Let’s just go!”

Party Favor quickly unhooked Fluttershy from the breast pumps. Milk still dribbled from her nipples and her face was flushed. “Oooh, they’re still so sensitive…” she whimpered and tenderly rubbed her swollen tits. There was a flash and they disappeared from the library. Starswirl, Stygian, and Party Favor took a moment to transform before leaving. Stygian saw Meadowbrook hauling the jugs of milk around.

“Do you want to tag along?”

Meadowbrook turned to him and smiled. “Naw, I’m good here. ‘Sides, I gotta have things ready for our brave heroes when they return.”

Stygian shrugged and warped away.

In the western park of Maretropolis, the heroes find people engaged in intercourse around the place. It wasn’t too hard to find the culprits. Love Bunny’s forces were blatantly standing out in the open with the idol right behind them.

“Phew, this place takes me back,” Dark Horse said as he looked around. “Yup, Mistmane and I did it in those bushes over there.” He pointed to a set of bushes in the distance. “Or was it those bushes? …We did it an awful lot in this particular park. Not sure what it was.”

“Reminisce later,” Starswirl said gruffly. “Right now, we’re here to observe our students.”

The heroes approach Love Bunny’s subjects, Orange Sherbette and Cold Forecast. As with the last few times, a dozen minions accompanied them, waiting for orders. The golden statue sat behind them, radiating with tantric energy and had a large group of people around it having sex. Orange Sherbette stood in a circle of six men. Their pants were down around their ankles and their erect cocks had a green aura around them as Orange used her magic to jerk them off. Cold Forecast dashed around from guy to guy, ramming her plump posterior onto their dicks. She shouted ‘Bounce! Bounce! Bounce!’ every time.

Matter-Horn clicked her tongue at the sight before her. While she wasn’t nearly as prudish as she used to be, the blatant lack of concern for the citizens of the city was certainly distasteful. The others had similar but decidedly different reactions as well. Fili-Second was all about free love and expression, but not forcing people into it. Radiance found the idea of sex outdoors, especially on the ground, rather unpleasant if not barbaric. Saddle Rager was still concerned with her sloshy and milky tits to have any thoughts. Truncheon was the only one trying to not have a reaction. He was focused on maintaining his composure and the scene before him was not helping.

“It’s about time you showed up!” Orange shouted over the dull roar of grunts and moans. “Coldy and I were able to do quite a lot in such a short time. Though, admittedly it was mostly her. That girl is insatiable.” She glanced over at her teal haired partner who was gyrating her hips with aplomb. “I gotta say, it’s rather stupid of you to come here at all! And pointless! All of your efforts will be futile and Love Bunny will see her plan realized! It’s best if you just give up now! Save yourselves a lot of pain!”

“Hah! As if we’d just roll over and let you have your way!” Matter-Horn shouted back jabbing a finger at them.

“Yeah! We’re gonna put an end to your shenanigans! Stop your crazed leader! And maybe have a snack if there’s time!” Fili-Second joined in. She struck a pose as pink energy crackled around her.

“And we’ll look fabulous the whole while!” Radiance added, flipping her hair.

“Oooh…I’m still tender…” Saddle Rager mumbled to herself.

“It’s wrong of you to go around and force people into this kind of stuff!” Matter-Horn said.

“Yeah! Even if it is a bunch of fun to do it with a lot of guys at once!” Fili-Second said. “Like, seriously, I could go for four or five right now and…sorry.” She saw Matter-Horn glowering at her and stopped.

Orange shook her head and shrugged. “You’ve got it all wrong. We aren’t forcing anyone to do anything they wouldn’t already do.” Her gem shone brighter and the magic aura on the men moved faster. “With the world our Mistress wants to create, everyone will be much happier. All their inhibitions will be gone and there will be no strife.” Orange gestured to the men surrounding her. They all had expressions of pleasure on their faces as she masturbated them. There was a flash from Orange’s gem and the men all ejaculated. The semen arched through the air and she easily caught it with her magic. “See? They’re all much happier like this. Why would you want to interfere with our goals?”

Matter-Horn gritted her teeth and charged her gem. “That’s just controlling people! You aren’t creating a world without strife! You’re creating one where the only option is to fuck!”

“You say that like it’s a bad thing,” Orange chided. She licked her lips as she stared at the floating glob of seed. In an instant, the spent fluid flew into her mouth and she swallowed it without any hesitation. “Mmm…I grow weary of this conversation. Take care of them.” Orange snapped her fingers and the dozen minions charged at the heroes.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

Several meters away, Starswirl, Stygian, and Party Favor watched the heroes fight. More than once Stygian had to stop Party Favor from jumping in to help them. He understood the feeling but wanted them to learn for themselves. If they were to lend their assistance here it may become a crutch for them.

“I will say, I am impressed with their improvement,” Stygian said. “Even in just a week’s time, they’ve grown quite a bit. Fluttershy, especially, could hardly keep herself from tripping over her breasts.” He paused for a moment and watched the fight unfold a little more. Stygian made a face. “Though, they still have a ways to go.”

Party Favor was doing squats and stretches, the only thing he knew to keep his mind busy. “Aaah! I just wish we had done some training with tantric energy more!” he grumbled. “There’s still so much I have to teach them!”

“Hey, don’t sweat it,” Stygian said clapping a hand on his shoulder. “Who could’ve predicted this? Besides, if things do start to get too dicey, we can always step in. right big guy?” He turned to Starswirl who had remained quiet for the most part. “Hey, Starswirl?”

Starswirl didn’t respond. Instead, he was focused on Orange Sherbette and Cold Forecast. Since they had arrived, those two hadn’t stopped with their sexual activities. Orange grabbed a new group of guys to masturbate and Cold kept dashing from guy to guy. “Why aren’t they doing anything?” he said to himself. “They aren’t trying to stop Matter-Horn and the others.”

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

The heroes quickly settled into groove fighting Love Bunny’s grunts. They each took on three at once, with Radiance and Truncheon pairing up. The park was like a warzone as blasts of magic flew through the air and torrents of water splashed the ground. Matter-Horn was faring the best against her group. She could keep them at a distance with her magic, but Party Favor was right. A speed terran was trouble. Matter-Horn had to keep a weak barrier up or risk a sneak attack. Fili-Second struggled with the ice avian that was grouped against her. While she wasn’t nearly as powerful as Frosty Orange, she kept icing over the ground or freezing Fili-Second’s feet. Fili-Second was practically running twice as hard just to get a few feet. Radiance and Truncheon were able to coordinate their attacks fairly well. They synergized and were able to read their movements. For the most part, at least. Occasionally, Radiance would spin around, making her breasts jiggle and Truncheon would stumble a bit. Saddle Rager, still not used to fighting since it’s only been a week, just fled from her attackers. She would blindly shoot water behind her while milk sprayed from her breasts.

Matter-Horn gritted her teeth as she pushed back the terran for the fifth time. She had cast a proximity charm around her to keep alert of anyone approaching her from behind, but that only helped if she could react in time. The other two weren’t too much trouble to deal with, but the terran had a nasty habit of slipping through her barrier. Matter-Horn even tried to restrain her, but the speedy woman kept avoiding every spell sent her way. The most Matter-Horn could do was use her telekinesis to push her away.

Fili-Second tried jumping to escape the frozen ground, but she couldn’t get her footing and ended up slamming into the pavement. It was unnerving not being able to get traction. Since it was only a thin layer, the ice didn’t last long and melted quickly under the hot sun. But that gave Fili-Second an idea. She baited the avian into freezing the ground around her then started to build up speed on the ice. Pink energy crackled around her as she generated more speed. The three grunts started laughing at her. Fili-Second did look rather comical with her plump belly jiggling and bouncing rapidly as she ran in place. It didn’t matter though, Fili-Second was waiting for the moment the ice would melt and she could get her footing. She kept her eye on the avian and prepared for takeoff.

The three grunts fighting Saddle Rager didn’t really bother fighting her. They entertained themselves by terrorizing her as she slowly flew through the park. Even with her normally slow flying speeds, this was not much faster than jogging. It may be because Saddle Rager was still unsure with her newfound size and thought she couldn’t fly any faster. There’s also the fact that she was still laden with milk and sudden movements caused them to jiggle and sent ripples of pleasure through her body. The real problem though was the fact that she was hardly fighting at all. Being a pacifist by nature, Saddle Rager had a hard time bringing herself to actually harm anyone. Even Love Bunny and her forces. This resulted in her being chased. The terran jumped in front of her and employed his Tantric Fist with relative expertise. Saddle Rager whined as her breasts were repeatedly jabbed by the adept, causing them to jiggle. There was a moment after the terran finished his attack where Saddle Rager slumped over and moaned in ecstasy. A satisfied smile spread across his face and he prepared the finishing blow. Right before his hand made contact, Saddle Rager’s breasts spontaneously expanded, smacking him in the face. Milk sprayed from her nipples, drenching the peon in the aphrodisiac. Saddle Rager feebly apologized as she got up and moved closer to him. More milk soaked him and the man was soon in a pleasure frenzy, with his hands down his pants, furiously masturbating. Saddle Rager’s vision went foggy as a cyan aura emanated off her.

Radiance spun around in a fabulous flourish and blue diamond constructs whirled around her. They smacked into the avian that flew close to her and she followed it up with giant hand slapping him to the ground. The avian growled and released a jet of flames from an outstretched hand. Truncheon responded by quickly jumping in front of her and raising a green psionic shield with his omni-tool. One of the many secrets Stygian had taught him. Radiance then grabs the avian and hurls him across the park.

“This is getting ridiculous!” Radiance shouted. She spun around again, causing her luxurious hair to whip around. The fabulous psion had reinforced her hair with magic and slammed it into the terran that was charging towards them. The terran seized her hair and tried to pull her down. Truncheon morphed his weapon into a heavy-looking gauntlet and slammed his fist into the terran’s face. “Thanks, darling!” Radiance said pulling herself free.

“I know what you mean!” Truncheon shouted back as he shot a capsule at the terran they were fighting. Purple slime exploded out of it and the psion was temporarily trapped in it. “This is just some dumb distraction so those bimbos can keep that statue going! We need to focus on that!”

“Oh! I was talking about all this fighting giving me split ends!” Radiance said. She held her hair up for him to see. “But you’re right! We need to take down that statue quickly! The others said they’ve been using them to gather tremendous amounts of tantric energy!”

Truncheon loaded another capsule into his omni-tool and turned to face the psion. “I have an idea!” he shouted over his shoulder. “Can you throw me over to those two?!” he pointed at Orange Sherbette and Cold Forecast. “I’ll try to draw them away so one of you can destroy that thing!”

Radiance pressed her large breasts to Truncheon’s back and the man did his best to keep calm. “Are you sure, darling? You’d be right in the lion’s den with those vicious animals!”

“I’ll be fine! Can you handle these guys yourself? I wouldn’t want to leave a lady like you all alone!” Truncheon fired the capsule at the psion, who caught it with her magic. Only to have it release putrid gas in her face. The psion gagged as she desperately clawed at her face.

“Oh, hush! I may be a lady, and one who’s quite fabulous, but I can more than handle myself against these fashion don’ts!” Radiance then picked up Truncheon with her magic. “Are you ready?”

“As I’ll ever be.”

With one last good luck, Radiance flung Truncheon across the park. She held her hand to her breast as she watched him fly through the air. “Good luck, stud,” she said to herself. Radiance then turned around and prepared to fight. Love Bunny’s goons had recovered and weren’t too happy. “Alright! Who’s ready for some punishment?!” she shouted summoning a whip construct.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

Truncheon soared through the air and saw Orange coming up to him. He opened his arms and tackled the psion to the ground. There was a brief moment where Truncheon was disoriented from the impact but he quickly regained his wits. He took his omni-tool and was about to restrain Orange with it when Ourania wrapped her legs around him.

“Hey, there, big boy!” she said clasping her hands behind his neck. “Didn’t think you’d come to us like this, but I’m not complaining.” Orange rolled herself and forced Truncheon onto his back. She pressed her breasts to his torso while she grinded against his pelvis. “Don’t be shy. Just give into your natural urges. Let us make all your wildest fantasies come true. Whatever you want, however you want, whenever you want.” As Orange whispered into his ear, she caressed his chest with her expert hands. Even through the body armor she could tell he was fit.

With Orange Sherbette crawling all over him, Truncheon was struggling to keep himself in control. In addition to her large breasts and grinding, she had perfume that was an intoxicating blend of orange and vanilla. Truncheon bit his lip hard enough to draw blood and pushed Orange off him. He took up his omni-tool and prepared himself to fight. “Damn! Fighting you is really gonna be difficult,” he said trying to center himself.

Orange smiled as her gem flashed and she warped away. Truncheon blinked and spun around, hoping to find her quickly. “My, my! Aren’t you the skittish one today?” Orange said. She teleported right next to Truncheon and kicks a toned leg onto his shoulder. The psion wraps her arms around his torso, pressing her breasts to him again. “Why don’t we loosen you up a bit?” Orange teased him. She pressed her full lips to his. It wasn’t fair that the others got to have a real taste of this Orm. Orange Sherbette badly wanted to experience that pleasure too. For now, she’d settle for just teasing him until their Mistress allowed it.

“Fuh! Jeez! This promise is starting to sound like a bad idea…” Truncheon groaned. He managed to pull his face away from Orange’s. “Shit! I’ll be glad once I can finally get that release…”

Hearing this, Orange Sherbette’s eyes lit up and she spun away from Truncheon. “Heeeey!!! Coldy?!!” she called to her friend. A few meters away, Cold Forecast was bouncing on top of a guy penis. Her fat ass jiggling with every movement. She heard Orange and turned to her. “Come over here!! I’ve got something real special!” A sinister grin spread across Orange’s face as she turned back to Truncheon.

Cold Forecast finished with the guy and zipped over to Orange. She leaned over and pushed her butt out. “What is it, Orie? Hm?” Cold turned to Truncheon. She looked him over quickly, noticing the irregular flow of his energy. In the blink of an eye, she was behind him, hands feeling him up all over. “Oooh…you’ve got a lot of tantric energy backed up. Like…six months’ worth. Ooh! You feel really great.” Cold Forecast nuzzled his cheek while one hand grabbed his crotch.

“Coldy, that’s ‘you know who’,” Orange said. She rubbed her labia as she watched her friend play with Truncheon.

“He’s who now?” she said giving her a confused look. Cold’s face lit up when she realized who Truncheon was. “Oh! He’s the Orm!” She pressed herself closer to him and hooked a leg around his.

Orange chuckled at Cold’s rather childish behavior. She had been like this as long she knew the statuesque woman. Even before joining Love Bunny’s court. “Easy there! We don’t need you saying anything unnecessary! Come over here! I got a great idea!”

Cold pouted that she had to let go of the terrific man, but she did as Orange told her. The teal-haired woman gave Truncheon one last squeeze before dashing over to her friend. Orange Sherbette grabbed Cold Forecast and had her face away from Truncheon. “There we go. Let’s give this guy a good view of that plump butt of yours!” she said smacking Cold’s ass.

The statuesque terran squealed with glee and began shaking her round posterior. “Uh-huh! You like my ‘firetruck’ ass doncha!?”

“Dump truck, Coldy,” Orange corrected giving the woman’s ass another smack.

“Whatever. All I know is guys go wild over my butt! I just shake it a bit, and they cum like a fountain!”

“That is true!”

As Cold Forecast twerked, Orange Sherbette pulled her tits out of her blazer. She mashed them together and bounced them up and down. She summoned a large dildo and stuck it down her cleavage. Orange sucked on the head of the dildo and swirled her tongue over it. She then took it and balanced it across Cold’s ass. Even with the terran’s frantic shaking, the dildo didn’t fly away. Orange gave Truncheon a sideways glance and was satisfied. Truncheon kept his distance and desperately gripped his omni-tool. Deciding to take things further, Orange grabbed Cold and started making out with her. Cold Forecast didn’t even resist. She wrapped her long arms around her orange-haired friend and reciprocated. Orange squeezed Cold’s ass, and Cold fondled her breast.

“You two remind of a couple of Ourania I know,” Truncheon said. He tried to act but watching them play with each other made that more than difficult. Every time he went to attack, he felt a surge of restrained pleasure. He would have to stop himself and refocus.

“Oh? You mean those two you’re fucking?” Orange said pulling away from Cold. “Yeah, Varsity told us about them. Goddess, I’m so jealous of those Ourania! They get to fuck you, and I mean, really fuck you! Not this fool around tit job or blow job stuff.” Orange Sherbette did nothing to hide how she felt. How desperate she was to have his cock dominate her and become cum-drunk on his Orm seed. She was livid Love Bunny had put an embargo on doing anything serious with him.

Orange was going to continue fooling around with Cold when something caught her attention. She turned her head and spotted the avian had grown rather large and sprayed milk everywhere. She then glanced at the still growing idol and got a nasty idea. She separated from Cold Forecast and turned towards the others fighting. “Alright, girl. You can have some fun with him! I’ve got something I want to do!” she slapped the terran’s fat ass and teleported away.

Cold Forecast looked at Truncheon and smiled at him. She eyed him like a wild animal eying its prey. Truncheon gritted his teeth and prepared himself.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

Orange Sherbette teleported near Saddle Rager. She watched as the lactating avian is chased by her peons. It was rather amusing to watch. Saddle Rager was a giant of an Ourania and was practically bursting with power. Capable of producing the most delicious and orgasm inducing milk. Yet she was apparently too timid to actually make use of that power. Orange recalled from Crystal Lullaby that this one went berserk after being stimulated enough. She wondered if she could replicate it.

“You three!!” she shouted to the group terrorizing Saddle Rager. Orange strutted towards them, heels clicking on the pavement. “Go help the others! I’ll handle this one!”

The three grunts nodded and split up to fight the other heroes. Orange watched Saddle Rager a little longer. The avian had her eyes closed and was frantically flying through the park. Water and milk sprayed everywhere and she showed no signs of stopping. Orange rolled her eyes. It was all too easy. She teleported in front of Saddle Rager and shot a weak bolt of magic at her. It bounced off her already humungous breasts and Saddle Rager stopped. She looked at Orange Sherbette, who gave her a wicked smile. “I hear tell that you have something of a wild side to you!” Orange said in a teasing voice.

Saddle Rager’s face was already flushed. She shook her head, which made her breasts jiggle and spray more milk. The huge avian backed away from Orange Sherbette. “…No…please…” she said, floating backwards a little more.

“Oh, come now! There’s no need to be shy! I just wanna get to know you!” Orange stalked and her gem started to glow.

“No don’t!” Saddle Rager ‘yelled’. She turned around and fled the other way. Her hand held behind her and releasing torrents of water every which way.

Orange Sherbette smirked and gave chase. She shot bolts of magic around Saddle Rager and the avian squealed in response. Orange didn’t have to do much to keep up with Saddle Rager or avoid the streams of water she shot behind her. Saddle Rager wouldn’t fly very fast and her attacks were frantic and easy to read. Occasionally, Orange would target Saddle Rager’s tits. Magical hands that would prod and poke her massive milky mammaries. Whenever this happened, Saddle Rager would slow to a crawl as her breast swelled more from the stimulation. She would moan and tenderly rub her tits. They were getting so swollen with milk and she could feel an orgasm was on its way.

Having had enough teasing the flying milk bar, Orange teleported in front of Saddle Rager and restrained her with magic. Saddle Rager feebly struggled against the magic manacles, but it was no use. Orange Sherbette chained her to the ground and her gem flashed. A huge vibrator materialized along with a bottle of lube. Saddle Rager stopped struggling when she saw them. Her mind raced with too many thoughts. The need to escape; wanting to climax; the urge to be fucked silly; and the scratching feeling in the back of her head she didn’t want to acknowledge. She watched as Orange coated the vibrator in lube with her hands. Hands that gripped the phallic object with expertise. Orange made sure the entire vibrator was covered in a generous amount of lube. There was a faint pink glow coming off it as she did.

“W-what are you going to do?” Saddle Rager said weakly.

“Isn’t it obvious?” Orange Sherbette said. She took the vibrator with her magic and moved closer to the avian. “I’m going to use this vibrator with enchanted lube to coax out the fun side of you.”

Saddle Rager’s eyes widened and she thrashed around. “NO! NO! NO! YOU CAN’T!!” she shouted. With her arms and legs pinned to the ground she couldn’t move to much. Her breasts jiggled like oversized water balloons and milk dribbled from her nipples.

“Shh. Shh. Shh. It’s okay,” Orange said kneeling next to the overgrown woman. She levitated the vibrator up to Saddle Rager’s already wet vagina and pressed it against the soaked fabric. There was a tearing sound as her costume was ripped open. Orange stroked Saddle Rager’s hair and looked the woman in the eyes. Saddle Rager tried to push the woman away with water but her mind was too frazzled to do anything. “You just lay back and let me take good care of you.”

Orange teased Saddle Rager a bit longer with the vibrator. She rubbed the shaft up and down her pussy, eliciting cute soft moans from the trapped avian. Saddle Rager’s chest heaved as she felt her orgasm mounting. She was already in a state of arousal and the teasing from Orange only pushed her further. She wanted the vibrator now it didn’t matter what happened. She needed that release. Satisfied with Saddle Rager’s response, Orange Sherbette plunged the vibrator all the way into her. There was a brief moment where Saddle Rager was in a state of shock and didn’t exactly feel the phallus enter her. Then she squeezed her eyes shut and arched her back. She faintly recalled a similar feeling but this was far more intense. The vibrator was already at its maximum setting and it was coated in the enchanted lube. She wailed in ecstasy as the vibrator was repeatedly thrust inside of her. This was a lot different from the times she masturbated or even that fight she had with the water avian. Orange Sherbette was relentlessly ramming the silicone cock into her with purpose. It was as if she knew exactly where to hit. Every push chipped away at her inhibitions. She wanted to be fucked. She wanted to fuck. She never wanted the pleasure to end.

Saddle Rager thrashed around and milk sprayed everywhere. Her breasts continued to swell with her arousal. Orange Sherbette quickly latch her mouth onto one engorge nipple and grasped the other in her hand. She took a large gulp of breast milk and moaned. It was beyond heavenly. To be referred to as ‘Goddess nectar’ was truly befitting. Saddle Rager’s milk was rich and sweet, almost like someone gently heated a basin of milk and slowly stirred in the finest honey. The flavor was only half of it. With just one mouthful, Orange was pushed to the point of orgasm. She focused herself and controlled her tantric energy. As much as she would have enjoyed a full orgasm, she wanted to stay present at the moment. Orange kept gulping down the ambrosial liquid, feeling the immense tantric energy flow into her. She moved her free hand to her pelvis and began playing with herself. Her top started to feel tight and she realized the excess magic was making her own breasts to swell. They were already the size of basketballs and spilled out the front. “Fwah! That’s good stuff!” Orange exclaimed as she forced herself off the puffy nipple. She knew how addictive this stuff could be and stopped herself before it was too late. Saddle Rager’s breasts had grown too big for her to hold both and she wrapped her arms around the one. Orange nuzzled the sloshy tit, relishing in the milk spraying her face. “Well, it’s a damn shame you aren’t with us!” she said pulling away from the still growing woman. She watched as a cyan aura surrounded Saddle Rager. “An avian like yourself would be a huge asset to Love Bunny’s cause. Literally! It’d be spectacular since you’d be milked every day. Fucked by our himbos day in and day out. If we had both you and the Orm? That would be heavenly.” Orange turned around and looked across the park for Truncheon. She spotted him still tangling with Cold Forecast. “Mmm…Mistress would likely have you two fuck as much as possible. Thinking about all the delicious tantric energy you would produce…Oh, it makes an Ourania weak in the knees!”

The cyan aura flowing off Saddle Rager deepened as her orgasm continued to swell. Her vision went hazy and she felt everything slip away. She tried to keep herself from falling into the pleasure, but Orange Sherbette was relentless in her attack. The orange-haired bimbo had even thrust the vibrator with increased vigor. Saddle Rager thrashed about more. Milk pooled around her, which evaporated in the heat. This created a peculiar rippling effect around her that made it seem as if she was under water. She couldn’t hold off any longer. She came here already aroused and having this large vibrator pump inside her was more than enough. Saddle Rager wailed as her orgasm finally broke and everything went black.

“Finally!” Orange said. She pulled the vibrator out of Saddle Rager and returned it. “Thought I was going to have to get serious here for a second. You really have a lot of resolve to withstand this long.”

Orange Sherbette watched as Saddle Rager broke free of the magical chains. The titanic woman hollered as she levitated in the air. Water and milk swirled around her like a magical fountain as the deep cyan aura flowed off her like a raging river. Saddle Rager faced Orange Sherbette, her eyes glowing cyan as she made a sound that was like a growl and a moan. The avian had grown to be more than twelve feet tall and her breasts were more than double their original size.

“FUUUUUCK!!!” she cried out.

Orange smirked and waved at the sexed up Ourania. “And now, the fun begins. Yoo-hoo!! Over here!!” She turned around and wiggled her plump butt at Saddle Rager. “Come on! I bet you want a piece?!” Orange Sherbette dashed away through the park.

Saddle Rager let out a low moan and gave chase to the sultry woman.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

“FUCK!! This is getting painful!” Truncheon growled. His hands were shaking and he was drenched in sweat. Truncheon’s time with Cold Forecast had not been the best. The terran would jab him with her glowing hands, sending ripples of pleasure throughout his body. As if that wasn’t bad enough, she would occasionally jiggle her plump ass against his pelvis. Truncheon breathed, trying to center himself, but his current predicament had him in a very tight spot. That hazy sensation he got when Pinkie spiked the food at the library’s reopening was also back. He tried to ignore it but Cold Forecast was almost desperate to push him as far as she could.

Cold Forecast giggled as she spun out of the way of Truncheon’s omni-tool, delivering another jab to his side with her Tantric Fist. It was a lot of fun for her to tease him like this. She watched as his energies kept swelling within him with nowhere to vent. A few times he would use his weapon to fire off a few blasts of magic, which would relieve a bit of the tension, but it was clear he had no idea this was helping him. The thing Cold loved the most was how much she could do this. Normally, most people, even strong Ouranians, would have passed out from all the stimulating she had done to Truncheon. But because he was an Orm, Truncheon could take far more punishment. Cold would dash around him, taking quick jabs at him or posing sexily. One thing she loved to do was shake her ass and smack it. Making it jiggle and clap was so much fun, as was the reactions it got out of Truncheon. “Come on, big boy! Doncha want a piece of this pie?” she said bending over in front of him and squeezing her ass.

“I think you mean ‘cake’…” Truncheon grunted. He started to reach towards her with a vacant expression. “And I do…NOT!!!” At the last second, he stopped himself and pulled away from Cold Forecast. “Gah! What is wrong with me?”

‘Why do you resist it?’

“Huh?”

‘These women are here for you. Don’t just sit back and do nothing. Take them!’

The voice from before spoke up again. It was louder than the last time and almost seemed as if it wanted to take control.

“No! I made…a promise!” Truncheon said to himself. He slapped his face trying to snap himself out of it. “I won’t release just because there’ s hot piece of ass!”

‘Well, if you won’t, I will!’

Cold Forecast looked over her shoulder and watched Truncheon argue with himself. She wasn’t sure what to make of this and just kept shaking her ass. As she was turning back, she caught a glimpse of something hovering over the Orm. Cold Forecast turned around to get a better look and found Truncheon right in front of her. His face only reached her breasts but him suddenly moving like that startled her. “Whoa! Don’t do that. It’s kinda spooky.” In response, Truncheon grabbed Cold around the waist and pushed her to the ground. The woman was shocked by his sudden forcefulness but didn’t resist him in the slightest. Cold Forecast grabbed her legs and pulled them behind her head. “There you go. The perfect position for breeding. Do whatever you like.”

Truncheon didn’t say anything as he climbed on top of Cold Forecast. A fiery green aura emanated off him and his eyes were glowing. Once in position, Truncheon pushed his face into Cold’s ample chest and one of his hands finds her vagina. Cold squealed with glee as he played with her.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

Orange Sherbette ran through the park with a giant, sexed-up Saddle Rager chasing close behind. It was a sight to see as the colossal avian was spraying milk ahead of her and trailed water behind her. Saddle Rager was also less perturbed by her increased mass and flew with reckless abandon. She was able to just keep up with Orange Sherbette, but turning and stopping proved to be difficult for her. As such, Orange had no trouble simply teleporting around to stupefy Saddle Rager. Every time the titanic avian lost track of her, Orange would quickly fire a blast of magic at her.

“I can’t remember the last time I had this much fun!” Orange shouted over her shoulder. “Perhaps that time after I was recruited by Love Bunny and everything was so new? I tried a lot of stuff! Had a five-way with Coldy and three dudes!” She turned around to see Saddle Rager closing in on her and launched herself high into the air. Saddle Rager chased after her, snarling. Orange reached the apex of her jump and teleported to the ground. “Then, there was the time Melon Mint and I competed to see who could fuck the most guys in a day. She only won because of her ever-increasing tits.” Orange watched as Saddle Rager look around for her, confused. She shot a bolt of magic at her, which ricocheted off the avian’s plump ass. Saddle Rager spun around, faced Orange Sherbette, and chased after her again.

Orange led Saddle Rager through the park. Around trees, over benches, and through the weird modern art sculptures. She peered over to the statue and gave a satisfied nod. Taunting the overgrown woman had been fun, but she knew there was still the task at hand. Love Bunny’s instructions to them had been to make sure the idol would grow to a minimum size before it was alright to be destroyed. With that size having been reached, she directed Saddle Rager over to it. She flipped over Cold Forecast and Truncheon, who was vigorously dry humping the teal-haired Ourania. “Don’t mind me, cuties! Just passing through!” Orange noted the shape of Truncheon’s aura and licked her lips. ‘It won’t be long now. I’ll have that cock in me soon enough,’ she thought to herself.

Saddle Rager quickly followed behind her. Milk sprayed onto Truncheon’s back and he was momentarily pushed to the brink. He reared his head back and let out choked scream. Immediately, he was drenched in cold water and Truncheon began to sober up. His vision began to clear and the voice calmed down.

“…Huh…? What’s…going on…?”

“Oh, no you don’t, hot stuff!” Cold Forecast said. She wrapped her arms and legs around Truncheon and pulled him close to her. “Let’s keep the fun going!” She pushed his lips to hers, wasting no time twisting her tongue over his.

“Mmph!” Truncheon tried to pull away but he was still groggy and Cold was determined to have him.

Orange Sherbette dashed over to the statue which had grown to fifty feet by now. Her gem glowed and she performed a series of flips to climb to the top. Orange stood on top of the glowing crystal heart and savored the near overwhelming sensation of pleasure. It felt like being in the presence of Love Bunny. Below her, Saddle Rager caught up and circled the idol. Closeup exposure to its magic caused her to grow even more, swelling to fifteen feet tall. Her breasts sprayed milk like a broken faucet. Orange smiled down at Saddle Rager and shouted, “Yoo-hoo!! I’m up here now!!”

Saddle Rager looked up and spotted Orange Sherbette. The close proximity to the idol had messed with her perception as more tantric energy flooded into her. She was practically going by sense alone at this point and Orange being within the statue’s influence made her invisible to Saddle Rager. Orange Sherbette’s shouting helped her relocate the nimble bimbo and she flew up to face her. Saddle Rager stared at Orange Sherbette.

“What’s the matter?! Aren’t you gonna fuck me or something?!” Orange taunted the giant woman. “Isn’t that the reason you kept chasing me?!” Orange Sherbette shot a bolt of magic at Saddle Rager, which bounced off her chest like the other times. Saddle Rager roared and flung herself at Orange Sherbette, and, by proxy, the statue. The smile on Orange’s face widened as she teleported away.

There was a terrible sound of twisting metal as Saddle Rager tackled the rose-gold statue. The combination of her increased mass as well as her strength was too much for it to bear. The statue bent over under Saddle Rager’s weight until it finally snapped. The giant heart smashed against the pavement and shattered. Unable to control her momentum, Saddle Rager smacked her face on the ground below. The blunt-force trauma snapped her out of her lust-state and she shrank to her regular size. With the magic of the statue gone, it crumbled. The people under its influence were freed and awkwardly returned to their lives.

“Ooooh…what happened…?” Saddle Rager moaned as she sat up. “I vaguely remember that orange-haired baddie…then I…oh dear! It happened again!” Saddle Rager looked down and saw her breasts were more swollen than ever. She gingerly touched them and flinched from the jolt of pleasure she felt. “Oooh…they’re so big now…”

Orange Sherbette stood next to Cold Forecast, who was still making out with Truncheon. She had watched the destruction of the final statue with a satisfied smile on her face. The bimbo knew Love Bunny would be please with not only this but how much tantric energy they were able to collect in that time. She hoped this would result in another reward from her queen. Orange looked down at her friend and sighed. She grabbed the collar of Cold Forecasts blazer and forcibly pulled her away from the Orm. “Alright, girl. Playtime’s over.”

“Awww! Just gimme five more minutes!” Cold pouted as Orange dropped her on the ground. “I wasn’t done with the Orm.”

“Hush, you. We don’t need him to know that now.” She held a finger up to Cold Forecast’s lips to quiet her. Orange looked down at Truncheon as she pulled himself together. He shook his head trying to clear it. She very much wanted him too, but knew better than to disobey Love Bunny. Orange Sherbette then spread her arms out in an exaggerated shrug. “OH, NO!! IT SEEMS YOU DESTROYED OUR STATUE!! WHATEVER WILL WE DO?!!!” she shouted loudly in a blatantly phony voice.

“But isn’t that what Love Bunny w-mmph,” Cold started to say before Orange pressed her finger to her mouth again.

“Sh sh sh!” she gave Cold a sideways glance then continued. “LOOKS LIKE YOU WIN TODAY, MATTER-HORN!! YOU SURELY FOILED OUR PLANS!! WE’LL RETREAT, FOR NOW, BUT YOU WILL SEE US AGAIN!!!” Once finished, Orange knelt down and cupped Truncheon’s cheek. “I can’ wait to see you again, hunk. Hopefully it’ll be sooner than later.” She leaned in and gave him a kiss. Truncheon barely resisted as he was still recovering. “ALRIGHT!! EVERYONE MOVE OUT!!”

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

“Well, that was certainly not what I expected,” Starswirl said. The three watched as Love Bunny’s forces teleported away from the park. “Never thought they’d bait one of their enemies into destroying the statue. What are they after?”

The heroes all regroup in the middle of the park. Radiance carried Saddle Rager in a chaise lounge construct. Truncheon dragged himself over there.

“Well, they’re improving, that’s something at least,” Stygian said. “But Love Bunny’s forces are also getting stronger. We may have to step up the training.”

“Hey…um, I was watching Spike for a bit there,” Party Favor started, “And I noticed something odd about him.” The other two look at him with raised eyebrows. “Is he a-“

“Careful what you say,” Starswirl interrupted Party Favor. “You can never be too sure who’s listening.”

“Ah, okay then.” He fell silent and faced the heroes. “So, what do we do now? Return to base?”

From their vantage point they could just hear the faint tinny of the heroes talking. Fili-Second was bouncing on Saddle Rager’s breasts and had to be pulled off. Matter-Horn did a cursory glance of the park to be certain there was nothing else. With everything settled, they warped back to the library.

“I actually want to check something out,” Stygian said. He teleported across the park to the remains of the statue. Starswirl and Party Favor quickly follow him. Stygian knelt down next to the ruined metal and picked up a hunk. The twisted rose-gold still had tantric energy within it, but not that much. Stygian was grateful his suit shielded him from the ambient magic that still lingered. He picked up a shard of the gem and examined it.

“Any clue what we’re dealing with, Mr. crime scene analyst?” Starswirl said in a teasing voice. He picked up a piece of the statue himself to examine.

“It’s chrysollium, but we already knew that,” Stygian said dropping the pieces. “Whoever forged this knew what they were doing. Chrysollium is difficult to work with. More so if you’re trying to imbue it with Ouranian magic. The impressive thing is that all the energy it syphoned was transmitted somewhere without leaving a trace.” As Stygian spoke he sifted through the wreckage, moving the broken pieces of metal and gemstone out of the way.

Starswirl looked over the piece of metal. It was truly a spectacle to behold such good craftsmanship. The spells woven into the metal were intricately done. As much as he’d hate to admit it, the idol was a work of art. “I’m both disgusted and impressed with how well made this thing is. This takes talent, not just something you’d find off the street. Shame this Ouranian is working for a loon who wants to enslave others.” Starswirl moved closer to Stygian, who was still rummaging through the statue pieces. “What are you looking for?”

Stygian sighed as he pushed more of the ruined statue out of the way. “These attacks feel coordinated. They weren’t just random. This Love Bunny had these idols placed in these specific locations for a reason. I just need to find out what that is…” Stygian moved aside a sizeable hunk of chrysollium and found something. “Hello? What have we here?”

Beneath all the rubble and the cracked pedestal there was a hole bored into the pavement. It was approximately the diameter of a cantaloupe and went down quite a distance. Stygian was about to investigate further when they were approached by the police.

“Maretropolis Police. I’m going to have to ask you a few questions.” Flash Sentry walked up towards them with Brawly Beats close behind. He seemed unperturbed by the lingering presence of the statue’s magic and eyed the three costumed men. “Well? Are you going to keep me waiting?”

Starswirl looked over Flash with a quizzical eye. “That’s Magnus’ nephew, isn’t it?” he said not bothering to address Flash.

“Yes, he is,” Stygian answered. “It’s why he can get so close with all the ambient Ouranian energy still in the air. Though, it is odd he hasn’t awoken yet.”

“Hmm…” Starswirl grunted. He saw Brawly standing next to Flash and, other than a flushed face, he too wasn’t bothered. Starswirl stroked his beard and said, “What about him? I don’t sense the spark from him.”

“Yeah, he’s a peculiar one. No spark, but he’s exhibited a hardiness.”

“Hey! What’s peculiar about me?!” Brawly yelled hearing their conversation.

“Alright, are you done with your little talk?” Flash said taking a step forward. “If you don’t want to cooperate, I’ll have to take you into custody.” He put his hand to the cuffs on his belt.

“Can we do that?” Brawly asked. “I mean physically? I don’t think we have anything that can hold them.”

Starswirl and Stygian exchange looks then turn to Flash and Brawly. Without at word both men teleported away from the park. Party Favor was left behind and just as stunned as the officers.

“Oh? They just left,” Party Favor said looking at the police officers awkwardly “…Um…bye!”

Party Favor returned to the library to find Celestia congratulating the heroes on a job well done. Meadowbrook was tending to their injuries, which weren’t major, fortunately. Pinkie was a little banged up and had a scrape running up her arm. Twilight downed a potion for the headache she had. Sitting on a chaise lounge that wasn’t there before, Rarity was fussing with her nails. She looked exhausted but was otherwise in good shape. Fluttershy sat on the floor and had the breast pumps hooked up again. Her face was flushed as she had the milk sucked out of her. Off to the side Spike was leaning against the wall and dumped a bottle of water over his head.

“I must say, I am very proud of you five!” Celestia said. “Another day with Love Bunny and her forces taken care of. You all are becoming splendid Ourania.”

“Yes, I will say even I’m impressed with the progress you’ve been making these past couple of weeks,” Starswirl said. “Though, you do have an excellent teacher.” Stygian rolled his eyes and resisted the urge to scoff. “However, we still have a long way to go. I saw some areas that need work. Miss Papillon, we need to get that power of yours under control. It’s truly incredible to behold, but you let it control you.”

“…Um…yes…” Fluttershy said weakly. She was too lost in her stupor to really take in what was going on.

“Don’t worry too much about mastering control of tantric energy,” Party Favor said. “Just focus on the basics. If you can get those down, then you should be set.”

Everyone made noncommittal grunts to voice their agreement. Other than Pinkie, who always seemed upbeat and chipper, the group was tired. On top of having training today, they had to deal with another of Love Bunny’s attacks. Rarity grumbled that she had a special-order dress to finish she got back to the boutique and Fluttershy had her growing urges to compete with. Twilight was eager to return to the library where she just had to worry about books.

“Is that all for today?” Spike said wiping water off his face as he tries to stay awake.

“I suppose it is,” Celestia said.

Before she could say anymore, Spike turned and walked towards the elevator. “Then I’m off to take a looong cold shower,” he sighed. “Maybe even an ice bath.

“Hold the elevator. I’m going up too” Twilight said following him.

“Same darling.”

As they headed for the surface, Meadowbrook moved to Fluttershy. “Well, Miss Papillon needs to stay here until she’s finished being milked. I’ll remain with her and make sure she’s comfortable. Styg? Would you give me a hand and help Miss Papillon to the med bay? I’d rather she relaxed in one of the beds than the hard, concrete floor.”

“Yeah, sure. No problem, Meddy,” Stygian said. He walked over to them and levitated Fluttershy’s swollen breasts with magic. The milky avian moaned as her breasts were lifted off the ground.

While Stygian moved Fluttershy to the med bay, Pinkie tried to grab one of the jugs filled with her milk. Meadowbrook noticed the thieving terran and zipped over to stop her. “Ah! I know you took quite a lot of this stuff before,” Meadowbrook said grabbing Pinkie’s arm. “You don’t need any more of it.”

“Awww! Why not?” the plump baker bounced from side to side. “Can’t I have just a little bit? It’s super yummy and makes really good sweets.”

“I know it is. But it can be dangerous,” she said taking the jug from Pinkie. “That’s why I’ll be taking the milk back to my place. It’ll make for a good base in my potions. Rich in magic and vitamins. Now, go. And don’t try anything funny. I’m faster and more experienced than you.”

Pinkie fidgeted for a few moments before relenting. “Fine! I’ll go!” She dashed over to the elevator and squeezed through the doors just before they closed.

Meadowbrook rolled her eyes and shook her head. “That girl. I remember being like her. Too excited to be worried about future consequences.” The bottom-heavy terran sighed and turned to Starswirl. “Speaking of which; do you think it’s a good idea to let Spike stay pent up like this? I know he made a promise to Lily Lace and Inky Rose, but it can’t be good for him.”

Stygian returned from delivering Fluttershy to a comfortable bed and said, “I have Spike under watch. I’ve taught him various meditation and breathing exercises for this kind of stuff.”

“I still don’t like it,” Meadowbrook said crossing her arms. “I could feel his tantric energy from across the room. It’s…a bit terrifying. An Orm who hasn’t awakened yet is abstaining from all sexual activity? This is practically a recipe for disaster. What’ll happen if he loses control and starts to rampage?”

“I do agree with you, Meadowbrook,” Starswirl said. He stroked his beard and furrowed his brow. “An Orm like that can prove to be a danger to all. But I’ll trust Stygian on this for now. He seems to have a handle on things. Besides, Mistmane’s girls will be back in a week. And if there’s another attack from Love Bunny within that time, I’ll have Mister Stellanis sit it out. Even if I have to make him.”

In the ‘Rabbit Hole’, Love Bunny stood on the center stage and addressed her subjects. There were still customers being tended to, but they were in such a stupor that whatever was happening they simply didn’t notice.

“My dear subjects! You’ve all done marvelously these past few months!” Love Bunny said strutting along the walkway. “I know it hasn’t been the…most pleasant at first, but with our new venue and better means of collecting the tantric energy, we’ve been able to push our schedule ahead by a considerable margin!” There was cheering from the crowd as the usual haze of sex swirled around them. “Thanks to your elite members, a tremendous amount of energy has been obtained! Even with the interference of that naughty Matter-Horn and her loathsome group!”

As Love Bunny strutted up the walkway, her subjects booed at the mention of Matter-Horn. She paused and let her horny heralds calm down. Love Bunny enjoyed how much they supported her. To have a loyal group of followers who obey her every command.

“Yes! Yes! They have been a thorn in our side!” she continued as they settled down. “But rest assured, in a short time they will be nothing more than a faint memory! Thanks to the efforts of Jet Set here!” she indicated to the Ouranium who was sitting close to the stage. He was noticeably buffer than before and there was a lavender-haired Ourania stroking his equally bigger dick. “The preparations for Project Aphrodisia are almost complete! He has done a spectacular job forging the instruments that will assist us! There will be some time until the final piece is finished! We are just waiting on Neon Lights and his construction crew to finish the altar. The altar upon which we will usher in a new age of Ouranian-kind!” The crowd began to cheer again, louder than before. “In just over a week we will enact Project Hedonism! It will be then that we transform the city of Maretropolis into a shining beacon for our people! AND FROM THERE, WE WILL SPREAD OUR INFLUENCE TO THE REST OF THE WORLD!! WE WILL ENSURE THAT OURANIANS WILL NO LONGER HAVE TO HIDE THEIR TRUE NATURE!! WE WILL BRING THE WORLD INTO ITS PROPER ORDER!!!”

The entire place erupted as Love Bunny’s subjects began to fuck each other. Even the normal people who just there for a lap dance were pulled into the chaotic orgy. The air became thick with tantric energy. A swirling storm of kaleidoscopic color filled the room. It was absorbed by the chandeliers but it almost seemed too much for them to collect quickly enough. Love Bunny looked over her kingdom and smiled. It wouldn’t be long before this was the sight she saw everywhere she looked.

Author's Note

Alright, finally got the thirty-first chapter out. Still can't believe I've done that many. It still feels like only a year ago that I had started this story. Anyway, onto the chapter itself.

So, Love Bunny's plans are coming together. I hadn't fully decided what was going to be the 'machine' that she has built until planning out this chapter. It was just sorta this nebulous device. As I was outlining details, I thought about Greek architecture and design, and figured an altar would be the best choice. Also, I'm not sure about naming their operation 'Project Hedonism'. I might change it to 'Aphrodisia' since that's the name of the festival celebrating Aphrodite. Thoughts on that?

User Fox Boss gave me the idea to have Spike backed up from abstaining. They suggested it more as a joke Spike would use, but I figured it could play into his story a bit. So, i came up with the idea that Lily and Inky were away for a couple weeks and all three promised to refrain from any sexual activity until they returned. As you saw from this chapter it hasn't been too fun for Spike. He's hoping this seriously pays off. And the Orm voice is making a return. With how backed up he is, it's getting stronger. How long until he finally awakens?

Other than Fluttershy, there isn't too much to say about the characters. I'm kinda playing the long game with her and her 'condition'. Don't worry, you will get a proper 'hulk out' in a future chapter. I just want to handle some other things first. Also, I'm thinking of changing her title from 'gala regia' to 'gala theikos', which is Greek for divine. I just figure it'd be better to keep it all one language than have it two different for no reason.

Orange Sherbette and Cold Forecast were fun to write this chapter. All of Love Bunny's bimbos have been fun, really. Orange is the confident leader while Cold is her ditzy partner. I actually want to have Cold regularly mix up common sayings due to her own ditziness. Such as calling her butt a 'fire truck ass'. Think it'd be fun.

That's pretty much all for now. Thanks for taking the time to read this newest chapter of The Power Bimbos. Be sure to leave a comment below. Input helps and i love reading them. Tell me what you liked, what you didn't like, and what needs improvement. Also, if you like my writing, consider supporting my PATREON https://www.patreon.com/user?u=19907574