Chapters Fluttershy was suddenly woken by the feeling of a very annoyed bunny bouncing up and down on her chest. Her eyes glided open and then Angel grabbed her by the mane, shaking it frantically.
She let out a hiss of pain and focused on the bunny, who seemed to be in a frantic panic over something. Fluttershy realized that it must have been an emergency over something and forced herself quickly to her hooves, the white bunny hopping onto the bed as she stumbled about in a dazed and sleepy state, yawning loudly to herself.
“Ah… What is it Angel?” She asked, her hoof reaching up to wipe the sleep from out of her eyes. The little bunny hopped up and down on the bed several times, then rushed down the stairs away from her.
Fluttershy let out a soft sigh, then shook her head from side to side to shake the remaining sleep from her head. She then begin to follow after the bunny. She really hoped that this was a serious problem, and not just Angel complaining about his food or some other small annoyance like that.
Not that she really minded, but it was not something that she wanted to be woken up for. Once she made it down the stairs, she quickly realized that the problem was very serious indeed. Angel had dragged another bunny into the house, and the poor bunny was currently twitching violently on the floor, looking like it was having a heart attack.
Flutterfly's eyes flew wide and she moved over to the downed rabbit with a cry of shock. She picked the poor creature up in her hooves and rushed through into the living room, placing the poor bunny down on the table.
Angel rushed in behind her and onto the sofa, staring at the poor rabbit as Fluttershy got to work on trying to save the poor creature. She was not trained as a vet really, but years of training on all her various animal friends had taught her how to patch the animals up.
She pulled out several books she had borrowed from Twilight and begin to work towards trying to figure out what was wrong with the bunny. It did not seem to be because of an infection. It was not a bacteria, and it did not seem to be a virus either.
The poor pegasus did not know what was wrong with the bunny, and as such she did not know how to fix it. The poor bunny was clearly suffering, and yet there was nothing she was able to do. Angel bunny looked distressed, and hopped up onto the table and tried to shake the bunny awake.
Fluttershy fetched some drugs from out of her medicine cabinet and moved over to the downed rabbit. Even if she could not do anything, she could at least provide the poor rabbit with some pain relief so that in the least it was not suffering.
She did not know whether or not the bunny was going to die, but if she wanted to save it, she would need to get some more books from Twilight to try and diagnose the bunny.
The yellow pegasus turned to Angel and tried to give the best comforting smile she could manage. “I’m going to go and ask Twilight for help. You’ll need to stay here and protect the bunny and watch the house for me… Do you think that you can do that?”
The little white bunny nodded rapidly, and Fluttershy gave a soft smile and pet his head “That’s good. I will be back as soon as I can.”
It was then that the bunny curled up on the table let out a loud death rattle, then fell limp back against the table and begin to twitch softly. Fluttershy looked towards it with wide eyes, tears already starting to form in them as she realized that the bunny was gone.
She dashed over and begin fruitlessly trying to save the bunny, but it was too late and all its strength had been spent by the time she had decided what to do. It had fallen limp against the table, a final few twitches marking its ultimate fate as it was thrown from the mortal coil.
Fluttershy was far too late to do anything, and could only stare helplessly at its corpse as Angel had a total breakdown, curling up and sniffling as Fluttershy slowly picked up the now dead bunny. Her mind activated all its defence measures at this point, and her mind went totally numb to all the pain that should have been tearing through it.
She set the dead rabbit down on the side of the table, then let out a long, loud sigh. Another creature that had passed away because of her failings. It always disheartened her, but it was unavoidable and she had done everything she had been able to try and save the bunny from its death.
She was numb to the pain however, she was now running on autopilot, simply carrying out the tasks required to tend to all her animals in a numb fashion, locking the memory deep down inside her where it would be unable to do any harm to her.
Once she was done tending to all the tasks that she needed to carry out, she returned inside and made herself a cup of tea. The yellow pegasus moved down and sat down at her coffee table, Angel hopping over and cuddling tightly into her as she sipped at the tea in a robotic fashion.
For some reason she felt emotionally exhausted, and she just wanted to go back to bed at this point. Angel cuddled tightly into her side and looked up at her with sad looking eyes. He was normally quite the annoying little… Bundle of joy, but at the moment he looked really distressed.
Fluttershy softly stroked his head and finished drinking her tea, placing the now empty cup down with a soft clink.
Angel looked up at her exhausted eyes and suddenly felt really bad for everything he had done.
Fluttershy let out a soft sigh, then pat the bunny’s head with a sigh. “I am sorry Angel, I am feeling really tired and I just want to sleep. Do you think you can deal with feeding yourself today?”
The small white bunny gave a soft nod and shuddered softly, then gave her a tight squeeze before hopping away from her. Fluttershy nodded at him happily, then slowly climbed to her hooves. She was so tired for some reason.
She made it into her room and closed the door behind her, then climbed slowly into her bed, pulling the sheets over the top of her as she nestled her face into the pillow and then finally let her feelings get to her. She let out a heart wrenching sob, tears beginning to poor from out of her eyes as she let out all the sadness that had built up in her over the death of the bunny.
Fluttershy was close to her animals, even the ones that she did not know that well. Once all the sadness had drained out of her, she was both physically and mentally exhausted, and she closed her eyes tightly as she fell limp against the bed.
Then, she slowly begin to drift off into a deep and restful sleep.
Day turned into night, and as the moon slowly rose in the sky and cast a silvery light down on everything below it, several strange things begin to happen to the bunny that flutter shy had assumed was dead. It was indeed still dead, there was no question about that, but its body begin to softly twitch as something horrifying happened.
Slowly, a bulge appeared in the bunny, squirming and writhing as if something were alive inside of it. Slowly, a fleshy slug crawled its way out of the bunny, somehow managing to do so without leaking a single drop of blood anywhere.
The strange worm flopped onto Fluttershy kitchen counter, seeming to writhe around as if it was in some kind of pain. After several moments of wildly writhing, it seemed to calm down, now realizing that it was outside the body of the rabbit.
Now it begin to squirm and struggle as it begin to move onto the second part of its life cycle. Normally the host did not die upon being infected, but the poor rabbit had suffered an allergic reaction to its presence when the creature had messed up one of the steps of bonding with a host.
It did not have the higher brain functions needed to feel emotion, but if it had been gifted with such, then it would have felt something along the lines of regret for what it had done.
The worm begin to wiggle its way around, scoping out its surroundings. There was carbon dioxide being produced by two creatures currently, the first of these was a small amount that did not really seem all that enticing to the creature, but the second was a faint, but much stronger source.
It wormed its way forward with a series of strong convulses of its elongated body, pulling itself forward as it frantically searched for the source of the carbon dioxide.
The creature begin to wiggle its way along the floor, soon reaching the bottom of the stairs. At this point the creature reached the bottom of the stairs and bumped softly against the bottom step. The small creature was not discouraged however, this was its only purpose in life and it was not about to give up on it before its goal was complete.
It dragged itself up the first of the steps, expending all that precious energy that it had gained from growing inside of the rabbit. The closer it got to the source of the carbon dioxide, the more strength it seemed to gain, making its way frantically up each of the stairs one after the other.
By the time the poor thing had reached the top of the stairs it was totally exhausted and barely had the strength to carry on crawling. Yet the huge amount of carbon dioxide drove it forward. It was so close now, it only needed to crawl a little further.
Getting up onto the bed was hellish for the poor creature, but once it had managed it, the hard part of its journey was over. It dragged its way towards Fluttershy, then wiggled its way up her leg slowly. She was sound asleep, and was such a deep sleeper that she did not even notice the huge parasitic slug crawling its way up her hind leg. She let out a soft whimper as it pressed its fleshy head roughly against her anus.
She barely even reacted to the creature as the worm forced into her anus. Now that its job was done, it begin to crawl towards the next stage of its life.
Soft sunlight slowly danced its way into Fluttershy’s room and onto her eyes. She shuddered softly and slowly pulled her eyes open. She felt much better today, and the stress of all the events that had happened yesterday did not seem to be bothering her any more.
She slowly sat up and let out a soft groan… For some reason her body felt weird today.
A soft groan tore from her lips as she sat up, hooves rubbing curiously over her body as she tried to figure out what exactly was wrong. Perhaps the stress was finally getting to her? But she felt fine… Everything was just… Off.
The only thing that was openly wrong was the headache that she suddenly found herself suffering from. This was most certainly caused by stress. Her hooves reached out and begin to rub at her belly, which felt like it had been through a hurricane.
For some reason her flesh felt really sensitive and she begin to rub at her soft and apparently sensitive flesh even faster, groaning out softly as pleasure tore through her. It felt amazing, her flesh felt so sensitive and soon she felt her vagina starting to get wet.
Fluttershy was not the kind to touch herself very after. She was very shy about such things, and normally only did it once every month to deal with hormones. However, today she found herself far more aroused then normal.
Really, she should have gotten up and tended that animals, but her arousal was too much and she soon found her hoof reaching down to rub at her snatch. It was so sensitive that soon juices were flowing out of it, coating her hoof and filling her with even more need.
She arched her back and begin to rub frantically at her snatch, groaning and crying out as pleasure like she had never experienced before. She had no idea why this was happening, but she was not going to question it.
Her hoof delve greedily into her snatch, spreading it wide as she forced the whole of her hoof into it with newfound strength. Her eyes flew wide and she arched her back roughly against her hoof, moaning out loudly as she bucked her hips up frantically onto her hoof.
Soon she had sunk almost half of her limb into her snatch. This was very out of character for Fluttershy, she had never done anything like this before, and the feeling of her cunt stretched tightly around her hoof filled her with an intoxicating mix of pleasure and pain that was now tearing through her body.
She begin to slowly move her hoof in and out of her snatch, groaning happily as her hips thrust frantically, squealing happily as her cunt convulsed around her hoof. It felt amazing, sensations dancing across her body as she thrust the hoof frantically in and out of her snatch.
This was beyond words, she had never been this aroused before. Her hoof kept fanatically ploughed in and out of her, sending her speeding towards climax. Her eyes rolled back in her head as she howled in pleasure, then suddenly she hit a climax out of the blue, eyes fluttering as every one of her muscles wildly convulsed…
And then she collapsed against her bed, panting loudly to herself as she desperately tried to recover from the intense orgasm that had just rocked its way through her body.
The sound of soft tapping floated to her ears, and her eyes snapped open wide as she thrashed about wildly. She looked towards her door where Angel bunny was stood, staring at her with a judging expression as he tapped his foot softly against the ground.
A dark blush rushed to Fluttershy’s face as she stared at the little bunny. After several seconds of uncomfortable staring, the little white bunny hopped off and came back with a towel. He threw the towel at her, then hopped off down the stairs.
Fluttershy was left there with the towel on her chest, feeling like a filthy whore. She slowly wiped herself down, then climbed to her hooves. That turned out to be a mistake, as her belly suddenly churned and sent her rushing towards the bathroom. Bile filled her throat and she suddenly found herself emptying her belly down the toilet.
She wiped her mouth with a hoof once she was done being sick, then wobbled her way over to the bathroom mirror to take a look at how she was holding up. For some reason her headache had come back and she felt really sick, like she was about to puke up all her insides over the bathroom floor.
In the mirror, she realized that considering how sick she felt, nothing outward appeared to be wrong with her. She was still the same bright colour as before, and her mouth and eyes both appeared to be healthy. Normally in sick ponies, both this things were the first things to go wrong and warn of a sickness.
The yellow pegasus slowly walked her way down the stairs, her legs shaking slightly as she walked into the kitchen. Her legs were wobbly, and she stumbled her way over to the table and sat down at it.
Her bunny companion came walking over, placing a delicious looking salad in front of her. She threw the white bunny a soft, but weak smile “Thank you so much Angel, this looks amazing.”
The bunny tilted his head at her, then softly pet her hoof before bouncing off. Fluttershy looked towards the salad, then leaned down and begin to consume it. Thankfully, food seemed to be exactly what she needed, and her tummy soon settled.
She leaned back and rubbed softly at her belly, that food had really made her feel so much better. She had been considering going to see a doctor, but she was feeling so much better then she had been, so going to a doctor was pointless. It must have been a hormone imbalance or something.
Once again it was time to start tending to her animals, which she was not looking forward to for some reason. While she had recovered from most of the sickness, she was still feeling strangely weak.
Of course, Fluttershy would never let that stop her from tending to her animals, they were her life. She toiled endlessly to make sure each of the animals was tended to. It took far more strength out of her then she was expecting, but she did it.
By the end of it she was totally exhausted and wanted to do nothing more then to curl up under her sheets and sleep. Since she did not have anything else that needed doing today, that was exactly what she was going to be doing.
After she had grabbed herself a snack of course. She fancied something a bit unhealthier then her normal choice of food however, so she cooked herself up a hay burger, and by cooked up, she of course meant fried.
She trotted up to her room with the burger carried in a plate on her back, then sat down in bed and sat about devouring the greasy meal. After she had finished consuming it, she still felt hungry.
And after being hungry, she realized that she was also starting to get horny again…
Along with all of this, she was starting to get a really painful headache. She lay back in her bed as she consumed a snack bar, one of her hooves, slowly rubbing at her snatch as she groaned softly, arching her back softly as she shoved the food into her mouth.
For some reason her head was starting to feel fuzzy, and then like static clearing on a television screen, a voice begin to pour into her head. The voices encouraged her to rub herself, orgasm until her mind went blank.
She did not see any reason to argue with the voice, mostly because of the fact she was finding it really hard to think. She groaned in pleasure and arched her back, starting to rub madly at her cunt as more of that most intense pleasure tore through her body.
This was all she needed in life, the pleasure numbed her mind and stopped her from thinking correctly, she was nothing more then a mindless toy, frantically trying to reach an orgasm as all her intelligence seemed to drain out of her. She hit an orgasm, and then flew past an orgasm, straight into an endless void of bliss.
Her eyes rolled all the way back, her squeal turned silent and she rapidly convulsed like she was having some kind of heart attack. Her eyes had rolled as far back as they were able, and had done so that hard that it begin to hurt. Every single one of her nerve endings seemed to be screaming out in pleasure at once, and there was nothing she could do to stop it.
Her back strained back against the bed, and then her head spun and she was pretty sure that she was going to pass out, but just as the cold grasp of unconsciousness begin to wrap around her, the orgasm was over.
She flopped back into her bed like a limp sock. The other orgasms had been strong, but this one might have been a little too strong. She could barely feel her limbs and her lungs were burning from how much air they were pulling into them.
And then she stood up. Without meaning too. She did not know why or how she managed to stand up, but she did it. And then one of her hooves reached out and planted itself against the ground.
Fluttershy took a slow, unsure step forward. Every inch of her body felt like it was made out of lead, and anyone else would have panicked at the fact that their body was doing things without being under their control, but for some reason, Fluttershy did not panic in the slightest.
Instead, she was filled with a strange sense of calm. Everything was going to be totally fine. Her mind had still not recovered fully from all those orgasms, so she was still feeling a little bit dumber then normal, but that was fine. Everything was going to be fine.
She walked forward calmly and made her way into the bathroom. Then she moved over and looked into the mirror. She still looked the same as always, but her eyes were half lidded and looked as if she had taken some form of narcotic.
As soon as she finished thinking that, her eyes slowly opened until they looked normal, and her face broke out into the ghost of a smile, just enough to make her look like herself.
Fluttershy had no idea what was happening, or why exactly her body was doing this. Every time she tried to question or fight it however, her head swam and she forgot what she had been thinking about. Not that it mattered, she was not going to fight this anyway, it felt far too good to be a bad thing.
She turned, swishing her tail softly as she looked over her body, then moved down the stairs. Angel was staring at her as she walked into the kitchen, stinking of sex and sweat, which was most out of character for her.
Upon thinking this, she stopped and turned around, walking back up the stairs and to the bathroom. Her hooves seemed to clumsily fiddle with the taps, until at last she managed to turn the water on, filling up the tub and adding lavender scented body wash to it.
Once the bath was full, she wasted no time into climbing into it. The warm water washed over her body, warming her tired muscles and relaxing them. She melted into the warm water with sigh, shuddering softly as she laid against the back of the bathtub.
She sighed softly laying her head back against the bathtub as she once again found herself in full control over her body. Her head was still fuzzy, and she was still very weak, but something was compelling her to start cleaning herself. Her hoof reached out for the bathroom sponge and she begin to softly scrub at her fur.
Even this found itself feeling amazing for some reason she was unable to grasp, she had become nothing more then a mindless drone to whatever it was that might have been controlling her. That was fine however, it felt far too good to be a bad thing.
She wondered what exactly it might have been that was controlling her, but before she could follow through with that train of thought, the train derailed and exploded into nothingness.
She gave up on trying to think, and returned to scrubbing every ounce of grime from her body, not that there was much grime to begin with, but it scrubbed the smell of sex from out of her fur.
Once this was done, she once again found her body outside of her control. She calmly emptied the bath and dried herself off with a sigh. Her bed was tired, and she wanted to go back to sleep. But whatever creature it was that happened to be controlling her had other ideas, and it granted her an unnatural amount of strength.
There was clearly work to be done.
Author's Note
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Chapter 2
Rarity was working at her sewing machine, needing to meet a new shipment of dresses for a very important customer that had paid her in advance for the all of the clothing to be made before Friday, which was now only two days away.
She had no idea why she had agreed to all this work, and she was now really starting to regret it. She did not know why she kept doing this to herself, she really did not need need to take on any of these huge projects any more now that she was a well known and well respected designer.
Of course, she loved her work however, and the thought of taking it slow was just too much for her to bear. She needed to keep up her work to keep herself happy.
The white unicorn sipped softly at her coffee, then doubled down on the dress she was working on, trying her best to make it perfect even in her sleep deprived state.
It was then that there was a sudden knocking at her door. Rarity let out a loud hiss as she was distracted by this, before the fabric suddenly bunched up beneath the needle of the sewing machine. She feared that the dress had been ruined, but she managed to un-bunch the fabric without too much of a problem before trotting over to the door.
Rarity took a moment to force a happy expression onto her face so it did not look like she was about to strangle the life out of whatever pony was on the other side of it.
She pulled the door open, and on the other side was a stallion in a waxed rain coat that seemed to have been dragged through a war zone with how battered it looked. This stallion was thin and a soft gray in colour, which, Rarity noted, went really well with the brown colour of his jacket.
Normally, the tattered stallion would not seem like someone Rarity would be friends with. Surprisingly however, a warm smile spread across her face and she waved the stallion inside.
He calmly trotted into her shop, almost as if he owned it, calmly setting himself down at her table as Rarity went to make them a pot of tea. Once the kettle was brewed, she made the tea in a set of her finest tea cups and sat down at the table, offering him one of them with a small smile.
The stallion calmly took the tea, lightly sipping at it before giving a relaxed sigh.
“How is the conversion of the crystal empire going, I assume you are here to give me an update so that I can pass it down the chain.”
The stallion leaned back slightly, seeming to roll his shoulders for a few moments “Straight to Business as always I see. No time to just sit and drink tea.”
The pure white unicorn brushed her neatly brushed purple mane away from her eyes, tossing him a hard to read look. It might have been distrust, hate, mirth. He could never be sure with her, she had forged a mask to stop people seeing her real emotions when negotiating, and at any moment she could pull it on and nobody would be able to get any information from her face.
“I am sure, that if invasions could be won by sitting around and drinking tea, that you would be one of our top generals. Unfortunately, that is not the case. So, give me the information please.”
The stallion laughed softly, standing up and turning so that his rear faced her “Alright, alright, take it. No need to bite my fucking head off over it.”
Their anuses mushed against each other, filling the both of them with an overwhelming sense of pleasure as a set of thick black tendrils spilled from the both of them and meshed together with each other…
And then a union was formed, both of their minds were filled with flashes of information, dates, places, fractured memories that quickly put themselves back together once enough of them had been retrieved.
She moaned softly and arched her back as the pleasure and information flowed through her. And then, as quickly as it begin, the sensation was over and Rarity returned once more to her seat, sitting down and taking a very polite sip of her tea as she eyed the stallion who was currently pulling his jacket back into place, looking like he had just had the time of his life.
“I see everything is still going to plan. Hopefully we can win this war before the ponies even realize what is happening.”
The stallion tossed her a slight smile as he downed his tea in one go, then moved towards the door “While I would love to stay here and chat with you, I really do have a war to win and important information to pass on. I bid you farewell… After I pass on one final bit of information that is kind of vital. I can’t believe it slipped my mind.”
Rarity wanted to strangle the life out of him, but she held herself back, forcing a pleasant smile onto her face “And what important information would that be, dear.” The last word left her lips like it was toxic, but she refused to let him know just how much she was pissing him off.
The stallion rolled his eyes softly, waving a hoof in a dismissive fashion “Nothing too important, it was just that the Queen wanted to tell everyone in Ponyville that Twilight has caught one of the parasites, and that we need to step up the number of ponies we are infecting before she figures it out. We’re going to need to loose the hunters on the whole town.”
That, was far from a trival bit of information. She was pretty sure her blood was boiling at this point, and it was not a good look for her, so she let out a loud and almost exaughsted sigh to vent all the tension that had suddenly built up inside of her. Oh, how she wished she could jump over the table and throttle him.
Instead, she gave him another polite smile and sipped softly at her tea without the slightest hint of the rage that was currently burning brightly in her chest. She pushed all that nasty rage down deep inside of her and tried her best to focus on other things.
“I’ll see what I can do to draw more people into the hive. I did try to warn everyone that Twilight would not be seduced or tricked easily. I guess.. We really might need to use the hunters.”
The stallion chuckled “Indeed. I’ll be heading off now.” And with that, he was on his hooves and heading towards the door, the laughter still dancing lightly across his lips.
“Don’t let the door hit your tail on the way out, you disgusting stallion,” She spat softly.
His laughter still rung in her ears long after the stallion was gone. She really did not like him, something just seemed… Off.
It might have had something to do with the fact he had been a serial murderer before he had been recruited. Some of the memories she had seen in his head, well they would haunt her for the rest of her days.
Unfortunately for her, along with being a serial murderer, he was also quite psychopathic, and that made him far more charismatic then most. He knew just what to do and what to say to get whatever it is that he wanted.
And now that that was applied to the goals of their worm overlord, it meant that he was the perfect pony to spread the union and sneak into places without anyone questioning him.
She tried to block the thoughts of the stallion from her head, and instead focus on finishing her dress and flooding her body with enough coffee to keep her awake for a life time.
Meanwhile, Fluttershy was busy with something far different. The parasite had made a few changes to her body chemistry, namely the fact it had thrown her hormone production through the roof, forcing her into a premature heat that had caught her totally off guard.
She had tried everything to deal with it, but there was no way her hoof was going to sate the raging fire in her lungs, and she was not the type of pony to keep sex toys.
That left her with only one option, and it was an option she was most certainly not looking forward to. She needed to find a stallion, and then she needed to convince them to breed her, hard.
Thankfully, she knew just the stallion for the job, and convincing him to breed her was not going to be a problem in the slightest. After tending to her chores for the day, she had prepared herself a picnic basket and put all kinds of delicious food into it.
The way to a stallion’s heart, much like with animals, was with food. This was going to be too easy. She let out a soft, almost tittering laugh as she packed away the last of the meals into the wicker saddle bags.
Angel seemed to have detected that something was off with her, and for some reason he did not seem bothered by it in the slightest. He just seemed to...Watch her.
She had caught him staring at her from the corners of her vision quite a few times, and it had deeply concerned her, but then the bunny always managed to find a way to make her feel concerned, and he had not done anything spooky or worrying besides this, so she had no trouble in trusting him still.
Fluttershy gave the little white bunny a kiss on the forehead, then tussled his ears, which as always got her a frown that would have been able to burn through steel.
The bunny simply tapped his foot in an impatient fashion at her question, then pointed one of his tiny paws towards the door, forcing Fluttershy to chuckle softly to herself.
“OK. I’ll see you in a bit!” She said brightly, trotting out the front door and into the blinding light of day. Blinding as in, it really did blind her. It was like someone had stabbed a knife straight into both her eyeballs at once, and she let out a pained hiss as she shielded her eyes with a hoof.
Fluttershy trotted back into the house, where Angel was already stood with a set of sunglasses in his paw. She took them from the tiny bunny and slid them onto her face, turning the whole world a few shades darker, which was exactly what she needed.
“Thank you very much Angel!” Fluttershy squeaked, turning and heading back out the door. The birds seemed to chirp loudly, and now that the sunlight was no longer burning her eyes out of their sockets, she was allowed to properly enjoy it as she walked down the path away from her home.
As always, the trip into town was a long one, ducking through undergrowth and over brambles, but Fluttershy had no problems with it at all today. For some reason she was filled with an overwhelming sense of happiness.
Or maybe it was the overwhelming sense of horniness and the fact she knew that it was about to be sated. She could not really tell. She climbed quickly through the forest and before she knew it, she was in Ponyville.
She found herself a bench to sit down on, and then had herself a quick snack break to try and sate the feelings flowing through her. It sated the nervousness that had been tearing through her, but it only managed to make the needy feeling even worse.
She needed to be bred, and she needed to be bred now! Her cunt was dripping all over the park bench beneath her, and she was pretty sure that the stench of her heat was filling the air around her.
Several stallions threw strange looks towards her as she squirmed uncomfortably on the bench, her juices sticking to the bench as her cunt made a soft squelching noise. After several seconds, one of the stallions finally stopped, staring at her as she kept squirming on the bench in an uncomfortable fashion.
Although, it had to be said that the cold metal felt good as it pressed into her snatch. The stallion staring at her made her feel strange, but then some very dirty thoughts begin to worm their way into the gray matter of her mind.
She was more then happy to please the creature she now realized lived in side of her. Fluttershy would have normally panicked over such things, but it filled her head with soothing thoughts and left her feeling comforted.
It was not a bad thing, it was not some parasite that had wiggled its way inside her and was now using her for its own gain. It was more akin to a symbiotic creature that clearly loved her, and had come to share that love with her.
Her head had filled with a maddening array of numbing and soothing thoughts while she had been thinking these thoughts, soon becoming a blanket of static that wrapped around her brain and prevented her from thinking. While this had happened, her eyes had become blank and distant…
And her legs had spread apart as she lay down on the bench, her eyes staring ahead in a blank fashion like they were made out of glass. One might assume that the stallion would have mounted her right then and there, fucking her until she was a senseless mess.
Of course, the stallion did not do this, because public sex was illegal and he had enough common sense to know that fucking a mare who was in such a state was a bad idea.
The stallion blushed darkly, looking around slowly as the gears of his mind worked to try and figure out what to do in the situation he had found himself in. Finally, he decided that he was going to try and get help for the clearly insane mare.
Fluttershy had snapped back fully into reality at this point, and she realized how much kerfuffle she had just caused, and that she needed to move away from the area before that caused large problems for her and the symbiotic parasite that now lived inside of her.
It took her only a short while to arrive at the farm known as Sweet Apple acres. Apple trees spread out as far as the eye could see, dotted with the green apples that would soon be this year’s harvest after they had finished ripening.
Fluttershy strolled her way up thee main path of the farm, her eyes dancing about in an attempt to spot the stallion that she had come here to see. It was quite an odd sight, the perfectly calm and normally timid pony strolling up the path to the farmhouse while her eyes darted about like she was having a panic attack of some kind.
The parasite kept whispering sweet encouragement to her, reminding her what a good slave she was and how they needed to find and infect this stallion and the rest of the farm if needed.
The yellow pegasus had never felt so sure of something in her life. She needed to do this, and she was not going to let anything stand in her way. And then her keen eyes picked out the red stallion, who was currently sat under a tree.
He was, to put it in simple terms, a monster of a stallion. He stood two heads taller then most, and his red limbs looked like they would be able to shatter apart stone if he was so inclined. As Fluttershy approached him, he brushed the short pale orange coloured mane out of his eyes and turned on the tree, rearing up on his front legs.
This was how ponies harvested apples. The green ones might not have sold as well as the fully ripe ones, but there was still demand for them. His powerful rear hooves smashed into the tree, sending green apples cascading down around the red stallion as he straightened out, catching them in a pair of large wooden buckets on his sides.
Big Mac was such a hard worker, and he was so focused on his work that it was not until Fluttershy was right next to him that he finally noticed her. His dark green eyes settled on her, not seeming surprised in the slightest that she was here. His face had always been as solid as the rest of him, never really giving anything away.
Fluttershy smiled softly up at him, trying to make her expression look as normal as possible, trying not to notice how strong he was, or how sweat had built up around the leather yolk that he wore.
Faust damn it, she was wet again, her juices dripping down the inside of her legs as she tried to keep up the normal expression on her face, despite the fact she was sure that the air already stank of her heat.
“Hello Big Mac! How are you? W-Would you… Err… Like to go on a picnic with me?” She said, trying to keep calm and doing surprisingly well at it. Normally by this point, her plans for a date had been ruined by her nervousness or some other unfortunate event that was out of her control.
Big Mac’s eyes seemed to work over her, judging her silently, which sent even more heat rushing to her groin and even more of her feminine juices running down the inside of her legs, sticking her fur against her skin and producing even more of that stench.
Thankfully, Big Marc did not seem to notice it. Or, if he had, he hid it well. His head tilted to the side and he looked back to the containers on his back, then to Fluttershy.
The yellow pegasus was the silent type too, and she had no problem in figuring out what Big Mac was thinking, even if he had not said anything.
“Y-You don’t need to worry about your work. You work harder then anyone I know and I’m sure that Applejack won’t mind you having a day off.”
The huge stallion still did not look sold, and Fluttershy realized that she would need to use her feminine charms to mak-
“Eyup.” Big Mac suddenly said, catching her totally off guard. She had honestly not been expecting this to be so easy, and she was kind of sad that she had not gotten chancer to use her new confidence to manipulate him.
Still, she had made her parasitic master happy, and it flushed her with a number of chemicals that made her arousal flare even higher, and she tried desperately to suppress a loud and whorish moan that almost escaped from her lips.
Big Mac tilted his head at her softly as they both stood there, staring at each other as the seconds slowly ticked by. Several moments ticked by, and then Fluttershy realized that she had not yet told them where they were meant to be going.
“S-so… Do you know any good places that we could have a picnic at?”
They stood there, staring at each other like a pair of socially awkward teenagers. After a moment, Fluttershy realized that it was time to use that new found confidence of hers.
“So, do you think you can take me there?”
Big Mac looked to her and gave a slight nod, then begin to trot off with the yellow pegasus following close behind him. Fluttershy loved her newfound confidence. She felt like she could do anything, and she was loving every second of it.
His flank was coated in a thick layer of sweat, and it jiggled around softly as he walked, toned and clad thickly in a layer of muscle. Fluttershy realized that staring at his rear was only making her cunt leak even more. If Big Mac had not been able to smell her arousal before, he certainly would now, and that made her feel filthy… Which in turn only served to turn her on even more.
If she was not careful, she was pretty sure that soon she would be nothing more then a hormone riddled wreck, good for nothing more then being taken like a total whore. Not that that would be too much of a problem, but she really wanted to stay in charge so that she could please the parasite inside her head.
They walked over to one of the empty fields dotted around at the furthest ends of the lands belonging to Sweet Apple acres. It should have been brush land, unkept grass and tall twisted plants spreading as far as the eye could see, but the Apple family even took care of the lands that they did not yet have any apple trees in.
Instead of being coarse bushland and unkept plants, it was a rather neatly kept meadow left for the wildlife to colonize and live in. All the farmers in Equestria got money for leaving a certain amount of land to nature rather then growing food.
All these facts flooded through Fluttershy’s head at an alarming rate, she loved nature so it was natural that she would know all the laws surrounding it. Because of her deep thought process, it took her several moments to realize that she had not yet laid out the picnic blanket.
A nervous squeak escaped from her lips as she laid out the red and white picnic blanket on the ground, then begin to lay out the food for them on it.
She had prepared a great feast for the hard working farm hoof, and an almost as large helping of food for herself. Keeping herself fed was very important now she also had a parasitic overlord to feed along with herself.
Big Mac seemed to suspect that something was up when she finished laying out the food, then instantly begin to pour heaps of potato salad onto her plate. He had likely been expecting this date to go differently when she had come over and asked him on a date out of the blue like this.
But honestly, expecting her to just lie down and spread her legs for him had been rather foolish of the stallion. He should have expected the shy mare to act strange on their date and not give him sex.
But, he was a very polite and very quite stallion, so his personality matched well with Fluttershy and sex was not something that was really on his mind all that much. He slowly slid over a bowl of salad towards himself, spooning it into a bowl and then slowly sliding it into his maw, trying his best not to take any notice of the yellow mare’s ravenous feeding habits, which was really hard considering the way she was shovelling the potato salad down her throat, almost like her life depended on it.
Still, he was not against a girl having a healthy appetite. He had barely put the first spoonful of salad into his maw when Fluttershy slammed her bowel down against the blanket, letting out a very impolite burp as she looked towards him, wiping her maw roughly with a hoof.
“OK! I’m full, lets have sex now.” Fluttershy declared boldly, sliding along the picnic blanket towards him.
Big Mac stared at her with wide eyes, something was most certainly wrong and he did not know what it was.
The yellow mare let out a soft giggle, no longer trying to hide the fact that she was infected, because it was already too late for big mac to do anything about it. The parasite in her head would make sure that there was no way he would get away without being infected.
She suddenly lunged for the massive stallion, who blocked her with a hoof and frowned softly at her, giving a “Nope.” As he went to lift her from the ground. There was something clearly wrong with this mare and he needed to make sure that she-
Big Mac’s train of thought was derailed, crashing and exploding in a fiery ball of death as Fluttershy pressed against him with immense strength that she had not been expecting from the shy mare. Even more shocking was when the mare put her other hoof against his-
And then his limb started to move backwards. Now, this on its own might have not been all that amazing, but you have to remember that the large red stallion easily had the strength of three stallions, and that Fluttershy was considered one of the weakest mares in the whole of Ponyville.
And right now she was pushing one of his hooves back like it was nothing. There was certainly something wrong now, she must have been on drugs or something. He pressed his second hoof against the first, putting most of his strength into it.
Fluttershy let out a grunt, but her hooves did not budge. The two of them were apparently now equal in strength. Mac put more effort into his hooves, trying to pin the yellow stallion down so that she could tie her up and get some help from Twilight.
Fluttershy pushed back against him, but while the parasite might have been able to grant her some amazing abilities, it was not enough to counter years of apple bucking, and Big Mac slowly found himself winning out. Soon the yellow mare would be pinned down, and it would be all over for the parasite.
Of course, it was going to do everything to prevent that from happening, and if it could not achieve its goals with brute force, then it would simply have to use brain power.
Rather then trying to fight the huge stallion directly, it instead chose to break off the compotiation of strength. Mac suddenly found all his strength pressing against empty air, and he let out a soft grunt as he fell forward.
Fluttershy was fast, far faster then the muscle clad behemoth of a stallion had any hopes of moving, and she was on his back in an instant, nibbling seductively at his ear as her hooves wrapped tightly around his throat, lightly applying a choke.
“No need to struggle, big boy, Mommy Fluttershy is going to take goood care of you.”
Big Mac really did not approve of being raped, and he let out an annoyed growl to show this, trying to climb to his hooves so that he could shake the mare from off his back. Fluttershy noticed what he was doing easily, and her hooves suddenly tightened around his neck with that same impossible strength from before.
His eyes flew wide as his air supply was suddenly cut off, his hooves digging into the ground as he tried his best to shake her off. Any stallion would have found it next to impossible to cling to the red stallion, but Fluttershy clung on like a tick, not seeming challenged in the slightest as she choked the red stallion.
He realized rather quickly that all his strength was totally useless if he did not have the oxygen to power his muscles. Another growl tore from his lips as he went to speak again. His words did not even matter however, as Fluttershy totally ignored them, drifting in through one ear and straight out the other as the yellow mare let out a loud and slightly psychotic giggle.
“That’s it Big Mac… Just give up and I will look after you.”
Of course, he kept trying to fight, trying his best to block out her words. Soon however, he realized that he was not going to have a choice in the matter. Darkness begin to close in from the edges of his vision and he tried his best to fight them off, but there was nothing he could do.
Soon his legs begin to feel like lead, and he slowly slumped down against the picnic blanket in a defeated heap, Fluttershy still rubbing her soaking cunt against his back, which filled the stallion’s nose with the stench of her heat.
Fluttershy, upon realizing that he was totally defeated, slowly climbed down from his back and chuckled right in his face. He had no idea why this was happening, but this was not Fluttershy, this was was not the sweet caring mare that he had known from before, the one that spent ages caring for each and every one of her animals, and getting to know each one personally.
He should have done more, but all his strength was spent. It was impossible for him to do so much as even get to his hooves. Fluttershy stood, or rather, sat right next to him, her cunt dripping openly onto the picnic blanket right in front of him, filling his nose with the overwhelming stench of her musk.
No matter how much he might have hated the fact that the shy pegasus was acting massively out of character and something was clearly horribly wrong with her, he was still a stallion, and fighting his instincts was impossible.
Soon, his huge length begin to twitch to life as blood flooded to it, causing it to rapidly harden. Fluttershy let out an evil giggle as she spotted his cock hardening under him, then pressed her snatch back roughly against his muzzle, coating his nose in her juices.
Briefly, the thought of biting her exposed snatch filled his head, but even if she was acting totally loopy, Fluttershy was still his friend and he did not want to seriously hurt her if he could avoid it.
So instead, he steeled himself against the horrible sensation and tried to take his mind to other places where he was not being raped by one of his best friends.
Fluttershy let out a loud moan that forced his attention, starting to rub her cunt rougher against his lips. Some of it got into his mouth, and he was shocked to discover that it tasted sweet, and not unpleasant in the slightest.
He had honestly not been expecting her juices to taste as good as they had, and for a moment he was sure that he had just imagined it. That was until his tongue dragged lazily from his mouth and along the outside of her snatch, collecting up more of her juices and confirming that they did indeed taste amazing.
Fluttershy knew that she had him now. The chemicals that laced her juices would not let him get away, they would cloud his mind and prevent him from even thinking about escape.
She let out a soft moan and spread her legs apart, pressing her snatch roughly back against him as his struggles stopped, and instead the bright red stallion begin to press his muzzle forward roughly, trying his best to suckle up as much of her juices as possible. The chemicals that laced her juices were an extremely strong and addictive drug.
Slowly, Big Mac forgot what he had been worried about. He forgot what it was that had bothered him so much. It was like a thick leaden blanket being draped over his mind, dampening down his thoughts and making it so that the only thing flowing through his head was pleasure.
That was not a bad thing however, he did not have a problem with his head being filled with pleasure. He forgot what all his fears and worried, and the world melted away around him until the only two things in the universe were him and the cunt of the yellow pegasus, who was currently working to mash it roughly into his face.
His shaft had filled with his warm life blood so quickly that it was now twitching painfully between his legs, begging to be sated as he stared up at Fluttershy. He could barely even remember her name any more, and he was sure that he wanted something from her, but his head was too much of a mess for him to remember what exactly that something had been.
Fluttershy gave an evil giggle as she looked down at the strong stallion. He had been a huge threat for all of ten minutes before falling to his lust. All stallions were the same, they only really wanted one thing when it came to mares.
“Daww… Does Big Mac want something?” She asked, lifting her tail high out the way to allow the stallion to reach deeper into her snatch. It felt amazing to have his large, course tongue dragging around inside of her, but she wanted something more then his tongue to be buried inside herself.
The poor stallion did not even know what it was that he wanted. Whatever it had been, it must have not been important.
That was what it was. He had wanted to bury his cock deep inside of her, then fuck her full of foals. A shudder tore through his body as his cock begin to twitch softly. His mental facilitates returned slowly, thoughts of pinning the yellow mare down and fucking her full of his foals flooding through his head.
All other thoughts drained away from him, and Fluttershy let out a chuckle as she stared down into his glassy eyes with a soft smile. She had him now, he was totally under her control and there was no way she was going to let him go free.
“Well, if you really want to fuck me full of foals, I’m not going to stop you.” She said, using the most seductive voice she could manage… Which happened to not be very seductive because she had never had chance to practice or use a seductive voice before.
Slowly, Fluttershy bent down in the middle of the picnic blanket, wiggling her rear softly at the powerful stallion in an attempt to incite him into fucking her mercilessly.
At this point, she realized that nowhere near all the food she had prepared had been consumed. And she was still hungry. She buried her face in a bowl of pasta salad and begin to greedily consume it as Big Mac came up behind her, the huge stallion placing his powerful limbs either side of her head as he got ready to plough his cock into her.
She felt his member press against her soaking lips, letting out a lewd moan as she flagged her tail up high and let out a pleasured shudder, still trying to devour all the food she could.
After several moments of teasing, Fluttershy realized that she really did not have the patience to wait for a rough fucking.
Without another word, Big Mac leaned his hoof forward, wrapping it tightly around her chest before pressing his cock into her roughly, using his powerful hoof to pull her backwards with all the force he could muster.
In one instant, his powerful cock sank into her and stole away her virginity. Her virgin snatch was spread so wide from the fucking that she let out a pained howl, a mix of agony and pleasure tearing through her body and setting every one of her nerves alight with pleasure.
She would have never had the confidence to do this before, and she was really glad that the parasite had found her. This was beyond her wildest dreams, and she could not wait to feel the thick cock sliding in and out of her snatch.
Big Mac let out a mindless groan as he pulled her backwards, sinking even more of his cock into her and forcing her eyes to fly wide as she realized that she might have made a mistake, because his cock was only half way inside of her, and that there was a large amount of it still waiting to be buried inside of her.
The powerful stallion and the parasite inside of her were not going to let her get off easily however, and Big Mac pulled her back hard as her own hips begin to push back roughly, trying to take all the cock that she manage, and some beyond that.
Her eyes fluttered softly and the large stallion leaned down, starting to lovingly groom at her ears and neck. Loud and whorish moans begin to tear from her lips as she forced the cock all the way up inside of her.
She was pretty sure that blood was starting to slowly leak from her cunt and down his shaft, but she could barely even feel it as her arched hard up against him, encouraging him to keep pounding his member in and out of her. Her eyes fluttered softly and her tail raised high.
Big Mac let out a soft groan, and then begin to slowly move his hips back and forth, thrusting that huge member in and out of her with all the force he could muster. His hips smacked loudly into her rear and forced her forward into the salad that she was trying to devour.
The large red stallion did not bother being gentle despite the fact it was her first time. Instead he decided to give it to her as hard as he could, his huge member slamming in and out of her, his hips pounding against her rear so hard that her rear begin to turn red as she writhed in pleasure beneath him, her cunt convulsing tightly around his length as she moaned softly up at him.
Every one of her nerves seemed to be screaming in pleasure at once, and it was one of the most amazing feelings that she had ever felt in her whole life. She could not believe that she had missed out on this for most of her life. It should have filled her with pain having her virginity taken in such a brutal fashion, but instead it was only pleasure that flooded through her…
She did not know exactly how long it was that they had sex, it was mostly a blacked out blur of lust and hormones being pumped through her body to make sure that her senses did not have chance to recover and make sense of the situation she found herself in.
It was around her third orgasm that she realized it was time for the second part of the parasite’s plan for the large red stallion. She stopped thrusting herself quite so violently back into him, then slowly slid off his length, which was coated in a thick layer of her aphrodisiac laced juices. Right now, it was unlikely that he had any clue what exactly it was that was going on.
That was perfect, she had him right where she wanted. She turned on Big Mac in an instant and pinned him against the ground, leering down at him as she spread apart her legs and sat down just behind his groin.
She slowly begin to grind her hips back and forth, rubbing the sensitive flesh of her anus up and down until it begin to tingle, and then she clenched her muscles with all the might she could muster.
Her intestines seemed to turn, like something was moving through them. It might have been an unpleasant sensation for some, but for Fluttershy it sent a world of pleasure tearing through her, making her eyes flutter as another loud moan tore from out of her lips.
Something moved inside her, and she let out a low, pleasured grumble as it wiggled its way out of her rear, landing on the stallion’s chest. Fluttershy looked back at the writhing worm that had just crawled out of her rear. Of course this would have been disturbing for even the toughest of ponies, but rather then freaking out upon seeing what creature she had just unleashed on the world, she felt an overwhelming sense of motherly pride, and she knew that she would do anything to protect this creature.
The worm wiggled about, and Big Mac let out a confused noise as he felt the slimy creature wiggle about on his chest, but Fluttershy stroked at his mane and whispered comfortingly at him.
The worm, which was moulted gray in colour and slightly reminiscent of rotting flesh, begin to make its way towards Big Mac’s ass as Fluttershy kept him pinned down, in a nice fashion of course. She was still Fluttershy, she was just a better Fluttershy now, that had also gained the ability to have worms crawl out of her rear end.
The gray worm found its way to the large stallion’s rear and pressed against it, forcing a whimper from the stallion as his eyes flew wide, his mouth frantically working to try and form the words for a question and failing in his attempts to do so because of the weird sensation currently flooding his body as the parasitic worm begin to wiggle its way up inside of him.
He was slightly scared, Fluttershy could smell it coming off him in droves, and she tried to make her smile even more comforting as her hooves begin to work even harder to stroke the tension from his body.
Soon he would not need to feel fear, soon he would be part of their hive mind and he would not need to be afraid of anything ever again. The worm wiggled deeper and deeper inside of the stallion, soon finding its target and nestling tight against it.
Soon its body begin to lose shape and form, for it did not need them any more. Thin tendrils begin to sprout from out of its form and into the stallion, spreading through him as the stallion let out a soft moan.
It almost brought tears to Fluttershy’s eyes, knowing that she was finally giving something back to the hive that had already brought her so much joy. She wanted to give everything back to it that she could, after all, it had already given her so much.
Big Mac drooled softly in her hooves, his eyes wide as waves of pleasure begin to rock through his body. Being infected while awake was a much different experience to the one Fluttershy had had while sleeping, and his member soon begin to once again twitch to hardness, granted new strength by the fact that his brain was being rewired to better serve the hive mind.
He loudly moaned in her hooves, starting to thrash about as the parasite tapped into his muscle control. His eyes fluttered, cock already twitching rapidly, already right on the edge of a mind numbing orgasm.
Fluttershy watched the stallion thrash about in her hooves, a soft and almost motherly smile on her face as she watched him writhe around, waiting for him to come into the hive mind. His cock dribbled pre like a fountain and he stared up into her eyes, then let out a loud howl as thick ropes of cum suddenly jetted out of the head of his shaft, cum splattering onto Fluttershy’s chest and all over his own, eyes rolling all the way back as he gasped loudly.
And then his eyes opened, and then he joined the hive mind. Fluttershy giggled lightly, stroking softly up and down his mane as she waited for him to wake up and join her in the mission to serve the hive mind and make everyone else feel as good as they did.
Rarity’s genius plan was to head to the spa. It might have seemed like a really stupid plan to start with, but she had a great idea to turn a massive amount of the population without arousing anyone getting suspicious. And that was to turn the two mares that ran the spa.
It would be an easy mission for her, she knew the two mares very well and the hardest part of infecting them would be getting both of them without the alarm being sounded. Thankfully she also had a plan to deal with this.
She’d show that bloody stallion that she was a better agent then him. The white mare paused for just a moment, pulling out her handbag and digging through it with her magic.
She took a few moments to calm herself down, then moved through into the main spa. It was not currently not very busy, and as such both the spa ponies were currently stood behind the main desk. Aloe and Lotus, both sisters, one with a pink body and a blue mane, and the other with a blue body and a pink mane, both seemed excited to see her.
They kept their excitement tempered behind their professionalism. One of them waved a hoof at her,
“Hello Miss Rarity! Are you here for your treatment?” One of them asked, a bright, welcoming smile. It took them several moments for her brain to work out which one it was.
Rather shamefully, telling apart the two twins was still fairly challenging for her. Lotus had blue fur and a pink mane, and her sister, Aloe, had pink fur and a blue mane.
She tried to remember that as she spoke “Hello Lotus, I am indeed here for my treatment! Can you see me to the mud baths? I want to start with that.”
Lotus nodded rapidly and guided her over to a back room in the spa where there was already a massive bathtub in the floor filled to the brim with mud. Rarity had been sure to book in advance and make sure that she got a private room for her devious plan.
Normally the spa ponies refused to give people special treatment, but she had been such a loyal customer for so long that they were more then happy to make an exception for her.
Aloe, the other spa twin, was quick to join her, waiting by the side of the tub with a smile and a towel to dry her off once she was done with her treatment. Rarity gave a polite nod to her as she laid down her handbag to the side, not wanting it to get dirty.
This was going to be the tricky part of her plan. She calmly walked forward, extending a hoof and pressing it into the mud. It was cold, and squelched softly as her hoof sank into it, but she ignored that and pressed forward, climbing into the tub as quickly as possible.
She had become far too turned on by the whole situation and the mud performed a duel purpose as she sank into it. The first of these was that it cooled her off and wrapped tightly around her with a soft squelch, and the second was that it hid the massive futa cock that had just spilled to hardness between her legs. She had to do her best to keep that hidden, if one of the spa ponies spotted it, then that would be game over for her.
Thankfully, Lotus did not seem interested in looking over her, as she left the room, leaving her sister to deal with her. This was perfect. Her plan was going to go fantastic now that she was on her own with Aloe.
In fact, she could barely believe how well her plan had gone, and was half expecting something to go wrong at any moment and run her whole plan. Nothing did go wrong however, and soon she was leaning against the side of the tub with a soft sigh, trying her best to relax and remove all the tension that had built up in her body.
Of course, with her massive throbbing cock, that did not work. Aloe looked down at her with a grin on her face, looking ready to help out with any needs that Rarity might have had, or to have her hopes and dreams crushed by Rarity politely asking her to leave.
The spa pony looked read to explode beneath her calm facade. She was so very eager to serve and would be a perfect addition to the hive.
Aloe looked mildly confused for just the briefest of moments. Rather understandably, that had not been one of the things she had been expecting to get asked.
Regardless, after the confusion passed, she nodded. “Of course Rarity… But you did not need to do anything for us. Our job is to make you happy.”
She let out a soft chuckle beneath her breath “Of course, and that is why I decided to bake you those treats. You work so hard making other ponies happy and I wanted to make sure that you were taking the time off to enjoy yourselves. You always seem to be working yourselves down to the bone.”
Her horn glowed to life, pulling open her handbag and removing a small container of cookies from within. The spa twin stared at them as she popped the lid off and floated them over.
“Take a hooful dear, all of them are for you and your sister. I need to watch my waist after I ate the first batch.” She gave another light laugh, then lay back against the tub with a soft sigh.
She wondered for a moment if the sister was going to catch onto her plan. That would be a devastating blow to the hive if she was the one that lead to the alarm being rung. All she had to do was stay calm, and there would not be a problem. Everything was going to be fine.
Aloe looked over the cookies, then slowly took one out with her own magic and took a light bite of it. They were gingersnap biscuits. Rarity was not much of a cook, but she had gotten the recipe from Pinkie Pie, and she was the best cook in the whole of Equestria.
Her eyes seemed to light up a few moments after she bit into the cookie, and she took another light nibble, Rarity staring at her with an expression she hoped did not match how she was feeling.
“Don’t worry about being polite dear, eat as many as you want. I’m just happy to sit here in my mud bath for now, and if you eat them all I can just make more.
She once again lay back against the back of the tub and waited to see if the cookies would do their work. You see, Rarity had added a special ingredient to the cookies to help make them irresistible, and cause other more… interesting effects.
The white unicorn did not have to wait long. The first effect after she had finished her share of the cookies was that the pink fur around Aloe’s face begin to darken by more then a few shades, and after this she begin to shift in an uncomfortable fashion on her hooves.
Rarity wandered if she was starting to put the pieces together yet, or if her head was so scrambled that doing so was impossible. It was so hot watching it happen. Her member begin to throb softly beneath the mud as she shifted softly, trying her best to keep it out of view of the pony in front of her.
Thankfully for her, Aloe’s brain was melting from the effects of lust at this point, the drugged bodily fluids that Rarity had put in the cookie batter working their terrible magic. The parasite gave those it infected more then enough tools to pass the infection onto other ponies.
Aloe’s whole face had turned a delicious shade of red beneath her fur at this point, and she was shifting from one hoof to the other in a very uncomfortable fashion, trying desperately to hide her discomfort.
Rarity drank the scene in with a smirk painted on her face, drawing great pleasure from the suffering of the poor spa pony. Finally, she seemed to break, looking towards Rarity with an ashamed expression on her face.
The white unicorn let out a soft chuckle “No worries dear. Can I ask that you help me out with something first? It’s rather embarrassing, but I think I have gotten my tail tangled up, and I could use a hoof returning it to normal.
It was a ruse that would have not worked under any other situation, but the spa ponie’s poor head was so fried that she did not even seem to notice the massive holes in Rarity’s story, instead giving a stiff nod as she stepped forward, sinking into the mud with a soft splash, the mud almost instantly wrapping around her as she let out a loud gasp, moving over to the white unicorn slowly.
Rarity waited until she was within grabbing distance, then she sprung the second part of her trap, grabbing onto the spa pony and pulling her onto her lap. The spa pony let out a shocked squeak as this happened, but did not make any attempts to struggle free, too confused with what was going on to bother trying to make sense of it.
The white unicorn almost felt bad for her at the moment. Her head must have been so fried and she must have been so confused about what was happening. That was OK however, Rarity was going to look after her.
Her hooves wrapped around the spa pony tightly, one of them closing over her mouth to prevent her from calling out for help if she felt inclined to do so for some reason, and then she pressed her cock against the spa ponie’s rear, forcing her to let out a shocked cry into the hoof, struggling lightly and making an attempt to get away.
Rarity was not going to let that happen however. The spa pony let out a few startled cries and attempted to struggle, but the mud was sapping her strength and took away any power her blows might have had. And this was when the final part of her plan came into play.
She begin to slowly stroke her hooves up and down the spa ponie’s body in a teasing fashion, leaning in close to nibble at her ear, which forced soft whines from her as she kept up the feeble attempts to struggle. With the strength that the parasite granted her, there was no way that she was going anywhere.
Her cock pressed against the folds of the spa pony, and she suddenly stopped struggling altogether, going stiff as her cunt clenched, trying to keep the cock from gaining entrance.
“You like that, don’t you darling? I got a thick futa cock just for you, and now I am going to bury it deep in your cunt and take you right here, and there is nothing you can do to stop me… How do you like the sound of that?” She mocked, her hooves still roaming over the body of the helpless mare before her, molesting every inch of her delicate flesh.
Aloe let out a soft series of whimpers as she kept trying to get away from Rarity, but the white unicorn was not letting her get anywhere as she softly ground her futa member against her folds, teasing her towards an orgasm.
“Come on… Don’t run off. I got this cock just for you… Don’t you want it dear?” Rarity said, trying her best to sound offended, which made the spa ponie’s struggles slow.
The chemicals in her cum were extremely potent, and had they been pure, the mare would have been a quivering, orgasmic wreck beneath her hooves. Of course, she did not want that. She wanted her mares to have some fight so that she could break them in herself and have some fun playing with them.
Speaking of which, Aloe was starting to look close to breaking now. Her cunt was soaked, her eyes were rolling back slightly in her head, and she was struggling to deal with the onslaught of arousal that was ripping through her body. Rarity almost felt bad for her at this point, but that was not going to be enough to stop her from carrying on with her task.
Her hooves kept rubbing over the helpless mare’s body with an almost mocking amount of actuality desperately trying to make her break. It took a few minutes, but soon poor Aloe was a slobbering, quivering wreck in Rarity’s hooves, barely able to form words as she pressed back against Rarity and attempted to slide her cock into her snatch.
The white unicorn simply let out a soft, elegant chuckle as she prevented Aloe from sliding the cock into her snatch, shaking her head as she spoke
“I guess I could help you, but you would need to be a good little mare and beg for it. I cannot tell what you want if you are just whimpering, now can I?”
Rarity thought it was so cute. Power seemed to fill every inch of her veins, flowing through her veins, working to help her obtain her goal. The parasite had taken good care of her, and she wanted to allow it to take care of the other ponies as well, even if they needed a little convincing to join with it.
Finally, her words made it through the haze of Aloe’s mind and she turned to look back at Rarity as she ground her pink puffy cunt against the length, her juices mixing in with the mud and her hips making the mud squelch as she slid her hips back and forth.
“Please Miss Rarity, fuck me!” She pleaded, letting out a soft whimper after she had finished talking to punctuate her words.
Her elegant white hooves wrapped around Aloe’s hips, the pink and blue mare letting out a soft whimper of pleasure before she pushed her down, those pink puffy lips wrapping around the head of her cock and pulling it into her snatch as she let out a loud, lewd moan, eyes rolling back as her cunt convulsed and made a desperate attempt to milk the cum from her length.
Pleasure rocked through Rarity’s body like waves breaking against a cliff, she did not let them wash over her, she simply sat there and let out a soft moan of her own. It was, as expected, eroding at her resistance however.
There was no way she was going to let herself end up like the writhing, sad state of a mare before her, she was a lady, she was going to have grace while cramming her massive horse cock into this mare’s cunt.
She pulled back and let out a soft gasp, the strength that she had been granted allowing her to use the pink spa mare much like a fleshlight, lifting her up high so that only the tip of her length was buried in those loving folds, then slamming her down hard so that the whole cock sank into her in a few glorious moments, forcing a scream from Aloe that Rarity had to silence with a hoof least she bring the whole spa down on top of them.
Aloe looked back to her with blank, glassy eyes that screamed of need and mindless bliss, Rarity’s whole length currently buried in her snatch, twitching softly as the unicorn’s hooves wrapped tightly around her waist.
Right now, her head was fried, all its power going towards making her cunt convulse hard, squeezing and milking the massive length that was stretching her out. It should have been painful, for some reason Rarity had a bigger cock then most stallions, but with the amount of pleasure currently tearing its way through her whole body thanks to the drugs she had been unknowingly given, the only thing she could feel was pure pleasure.
And Rarity was fully aware of this. One of her hooves wrapped tightly around Aloe’s waist and lifted her up slowly, a number of wet sucking sounds filling the area around the mud bath, thanks in part to the mud itself, and the mare who’s cunt was currently squeezing and convulsing like crazy as her eyes rolled around.
She did not give Aloe any time to adjust before she slammed her down on that massive cock again, one of her hooves clamped firmly over her mouth to cover up her squeals of pleasure.
At this point, Rarity was starting to work into a smooth motion, slamming the poor mare down onto her massive length, her squeals forming a sweet symphony that filled the room, before lifting her back up off the massive cock and preparing to drop her again, the squeals turning to whimpers as she begin to worry that the cock was going to get taken away from her.
Rarity had no plans of taking the cock out of her however, she planned to slam it into this mare, then fill her with parasites and welcome her into the hive mind. She had left that second part out however.
Her cock slammed forward again, and then pulled up, before slamming down hard. It worked its way into a smooth motion, broken up only by the soft cries of the mare who she was so brutally using.
Her cunt was clenching harder at this point, drooling rolling out of the mare’s mouth as her back arched, her mind shattered from the pleasure as she cried out into her hoof.
Rarity could tell she was already close to orgasm, and if she was being honest, she was starting to get close too. She could contain herself however, whereas Aloe could not. Another rough thrust forward, and poor Aloe let out a scream as an orgasm suddenly hit her.
The white unicorn tried her best to silence it with a hoof, but even with that in the way, the noise she made was still extremely loud, and it was also at this point that her hips begin to slam up and down, the mare having lost almost all control of her body as she rapidly slammed the cock in and out of her, eyes rolling all the way back in her head as she let out another squeal.
Rarity was forced to grit her teeth at this point, trying to fend off an orgasm of her own as the mare’s snatch tried its best to bring her to a climax. She had wanted to wait a little longer before burying her length in this mare and giving her the load she had prepared, but she doubted she would be able to hold out any longer.
She pulled her cock back, all the way out of the mare, forcing her to whimper and whine as she was forced to keep climaxing with a thick slab of mare meat inside her, but Rarity needed to blow her load in another hole if she wanted to infect her.
The cock ploughed forward hard, spreading her ass hole wide and sending waves of pain tearing through Aloe as her anal virginity was suddenly and brutally taken without a word of warning.
She did not have time to feel much pain however, as there was still the tail end of her orgasm tearing through her body. Her asshole convulsed and clenched in an attempt to force the massive cock back out of it, but the length was covered in mare juices at this point and was more then lubricated enough to slam into her ass without the slightest bit off difficulty.
She grit her teeth hard and buried her muzzle in the back of Aloe’s neck in an attempt to silence her own cries. At this point she was right on the edge of an intense orgasm, and there was nothing she could do to bring herself back at this point.
A soft cry forced from her lips, a soft cry that she tried her best to silence with a hoof. Her cock twitched rapidly, then begin to spray thick ropes of thick, sticky cum straight into the poor mare’s anus, painting her walls with the warm sticky gunk as she slid her hips back and forth, groaning softly as she rode out the orgasm.
Her hooves wrapped tightly around Aloe, preventing her from struggling away as she rocked her hips back and forth softly. The moment her first orgasm begin to wane, a second orgasm seemed to sneak up on her, forcing another louder grunt from her as she roughly hammered her hips back and forth.
The second orgasm hit her much harder then the first one had, and she let out a soft whimper as it ripped through her body, muscles tensing without command and nerves screaming out in bliss as she cried out into Aloe’s ear.
And then the head of her cock opened, akin in some ways to a flower, only much firmer then a flower and acting more like a flare then anything, keeping her locked in Aloe’s poor anus as she ground her hips back and forth softly, the newly formed and strangely shaped flare refusing to budge in the slightest.
She bit down on her lip, and then a large lump begin to work its way up her cock, causing a bulge in it. As their hips were under the mud, she was not able to see this, but she could feel it as it moved its way up her cock and towards the mare that was currently impaled on it.
Aloe had not yet noticed that anything was off. She was simply relaxing and trying her best to recover from the intense orgasm that had just ripped through her body, and she kept up the ignorance right up to the point that the lump reached her anal ring.
Her ass had already been spread far wider then it had ever been stretched before, and the pain had been nullified by her orgasm, but now it was spread even more then that and there was little she could do to stifle the cry of pain that tore from her lips as she attempted to pull away from Rarity.
Unfortunately for her, her head was still scrambled by the effects of the drug, and Rarity was still being given strength by the parasite inside her, so there was no way she was going anywhere. Had she been in full control of her brain, she would have realized how wrong this situation was and put more effort into struggling away.
As it was, she soon forgot about the slug-like parasite that had currently wiggled its way into her body, and it reached her insides without much problem, wiggling and pressing against the upper walls of her ass which managed to even make her giggle, not realizing just what was happening.
Shortly after this, Rarity’s flare slowly deflated, falling limp and the flower, if it could be called that, closing. She had expended a lot of energy by this point, so she pulled herself out of Aloe’s ass and let out a soft sigh, her massive cock slowly retreating back into her snatch, out of sight and out of mind.
Nobody would suspect a thing. They were just two mares chilling out in a mud bath.
Something has gone wrong. We don't seem to have an archived copy of that chapter. There were a lot of changes made to the spa, rather suddenly and out of the blue, all of them designed for the single purpose of drawing in customers. The first of these was that the spa decided to offer a large discount on some new treatments, but only for a week.
The second was the fact that they offered a further discount to guards and people in the armed forces. It worked, really, really well, drawing in far more ponies then had ever really been drawn into the spa before.
They had never really done this before, because the spa ponies made enough money off the spa before. They did not need hundreds of customers, that just lead to a lot of stress. Having a small customer base that kept returning and was loyal was better then hundreds of customers.
Of course, now that was reversed as they simply needed to infect as many ponies as possible. And it was working. As long as they were careful, the whole town would be turned before anyone even had chance to notice.
One of the many guards that was currently staying at the spa was being tended to both the spa ponies at once. They had needed to call in outside help to deal with the massive increase in patreons, so it might have seemed strange that both the spa ponies were currently tending to the one stallion, but this pony was very important.
He was a Captain in the royal guard, and was on orders to check in on Twilight and make sure that she was safe. Of course, recruiting him would be a massive victory for them, so they were pouring all the resources that they could into making sure he did not catch on.
It was a dangerous game they were playing. If he managed to catch on to something being up, then it was game over for them. The princesses catching on this early in their plan would be a devistating loss, and they might even be destroyed. So far, it did not look like he was going to catch on however, lying face down on the massage table with a content smile on his face as Lotus rubbed softly at his back.
Somehow, they had also managed to trick him into wearing a blindfold. They would have claimed it was some massively intelligent play on their part, and that they were tactical geniuses, but that would be a lie. If they were being honest with themselves, they still did not know how their plan to make him wear a blind fold had worked. It must have been because of some information the hive had provided that had allowed them to get away with it.
But what were they going to do now? They had a plan, but how were they going to put it into action? Lotus kept calmly rubbing her hooves up and down his back, digging them in his back softly to remove as much of the tension that had built up within him as possible. The stallion let out a soft groan, stretching out as he enjoyed the feeling of her hooves working the tension from his back.
Aloe slowly looked towards her sister, giving her a slight nod of aknowlagement before her hoof went down and started to gently rub at her cunt, teasing softly at her clit as she begin to rub one out right in front of the guard captain. Thankfully for them they were in a private room so they should not be disturbed while doing this. Hopefully this plan would work or they were most certainly doomed.
They could not risk the hive mind, so they would have to destroy themselves to prevent being captured. Lotus kept him distracted by pressing her hooves rougher into a spot of tension on his back, causing him to gasp softly as Lotus rubbed faster at her snatch, already well on the way to obtaining one hell of an orgasm.
Right now they were waiting on the hive to react to their communications. Using the psyonic network was far, far slower then communicating via direct anal communications, and they really needed to set up some relays or something to make the process quicker.
Finally, Lotus recivied her reply. The hive mind had decided to grant her the extra help, and she felt an insane amount of strength suddenly flood to her muscles as she let out a grunt, right on the edge of her climax now. This was it. She needed to make her move. She moved forward as quickly as she was able, Aloe suddenly digging her hooves into a pressure point that caused the stallion to cry out in pain.
Lotus held his mouth open with her hooves as she violently thrusted her hips, managing to obtain her climax without even needing to touch herself. The stallion tried to let out a shocked cry to call for help, but he was quickly blasted in the face by her drugged load, which he swallowed down against his will, beginning to choke on the foul juices.
He begin to struggle wildly as Aloe tried desperately to hold him down. It would have not been possible to hold such a large stallion down had it not been for the strength that the hive had given her to complete this mission.
As the drugs begin to take effect, Aloe let out a soft moan of her own, the drugs working to weaken the stallion’s struggles as she worked her cunt frantically to try and squeeze something from out of it.
One of the foul parasitic worms slowly slid out of her cunt and dropped into her hoof. It was the normal molted gray color and writhed about hungrily in search of its victim. With the size of the massive stallion, they had wanted to use the more aggressive black strain of worm, but they wanted to keep his shell as intact as possible. He would be very useful to the hive.
The massive stallion almost managed to get up as she pulled his tail up. But his struggles were fruitless to her supernatural strength.
She pressed the gray worm to his anus, where it writhed about slightly, before diving forward and spreading apart his ass as it wiggled its way inside. The mare pressed her other hoof down against his back to hold him still as her sister held his mouth closed to try and silence is cries and prevent them from escaping outside of this room. They had gotten him now.
The drugs were rapidly taking effect, weakening the effect of his struggles and making his cries slowly die down as his body lost the battle to the parasite. He slowly went limp, the last of his resistance leaving him as the two spa sister’s looked to one another with a smile, both feeling proud of what they had just done.
Aloe and Lotus both then left the room, leaving the stallion in a crumpled heap on the table as the parasite did its terrible work, spreading its roots through his body and quickly joining him into the hive mind. They had just taken down a captain of the guard! And it had been surprisingly easy.
As they both slowly walked down the hallway, they spotted Rarity moving towards them. This was a private wing of the spa reserved for VIP’s, so nobody else should have been here. The two spa ponies turned around, checking that nobody had decided to come down there regardless, then flagging up their tails to let dozens of tiny tendrils spill free, grasping out and writhing around wildly.
Rarity also turned around, flagging up her feminine tail and letting her own tendrils spill free, all of them meshing together to begin sharing information as all their faces went slack, be oming nothing more then empty shells of ponies as information was passed between them.
While the spa ponies had been doing their work with the Captain of the guard, Rarity had also been really busy setting u traps for all of the customers. Soon they would really start to pick up numbers.
The three of them stood there, still as statues and with faces twice as emotionless, foul black tendrils pulsing with life as they worked. And then, just a few minutes later the tendrils pulled back into their bodies. All three of them went limp as their brains worked to reboot. There was not much more they could do, the traps were set and ready to go
Author's Note
The lost chapter. I had no idea how it is I managed to lose this, but I am not as happy with it as I was with the other chapters. I am putting it up regardless because some people might like it.
Author's Note
At the request of the person who commented on my 100 follower's special blog, here is the next chapter of parasite. I need to look over the plan and get it back on the track before carrying on, but I have no idea if the customer has any interest in seeing it finished. As it has been requested for my 100 follower special however, I will see about finishing it regardless of this fact.
Chapter 5
Meanwhile, half a dozen mares were currently relaxing in a mud bath. It was their hen night, as one of them was planning to get married in just a few days. They were all wearing different crowns made out of flowers, and they were sharing out a bottle of fairly expensive wine to help raise their spirits higher then they already were.
They giggled and talked, really enjoying the feeling the mud wrapping around them, removing the tension from their bodies and making their skin soft beneath their fur. They had no idea what was about to happen, just how much danger they were in, and the horrors that they were about to meet. Beneath the surface of the mud, several parasitic worms were waiting for the right moment to strike.
These were not the normal gray worms that spread the basic form of the infection. These worms were black in colour and seemed far more aggressive then their gray brethren. They were a different strain with a far different purpose. They were planning to turn these mares and recruit them into the hive-mind, but they were also aware that there were six of them, and they would no doubt become aware of the fact they were being attacked within moments.
The parasites had been raised to be extra big by Rarity, but unfortunately for the mares, they were far to drunk to notice the movement beneath the mud as the parasites swam towards them.
And then, in an instant, the first parasite struck. It dived forward, its large head going first and ploughing into one of the mare’s snatches, forcing her to cry out in pleasure as it wormed its way into her almost instantly. The worm felt so good that the mare did not even have chance to call for help, far too caught off guard by the waves of pleasure that suddenly tore their way through her body.
She fell limp against the side of the tub, her eyes rolling out to the sides as her tongue lolled out of her mouth, giving an expression of orgasmic pleasure. Of course, the other mares in the pool noticed this, they were far from fools.
They reacted like all mares on a hen party would react, laughing loudly at their friend, one of them even pulling a hoof from beneath the mud to point at her.
The other worms were far more coordinated in their attack this time, all of them ploughing into the remaining five mares in almost perfect coordination.
After the worms had passed the outer lips of their snatch, they begin to use their powerful muscles to wiggle their way deeper, the slime they were covered in sending waves of pleasure through their victims as they made their way deep inside of them and towards their womb.
To any onlookers, this must have looked quite strange, six mares, all sat around the edge of a mud bath, their faces blank and locked in a contorted expression of pure bliss as beneath the surface, parasites begin to rework their biology.
Of course, nobody else would have been able to see this, the only thing they would have been able to see would be the blank faces of the mares, faces with no expressions or hints of emotion on them, becoming little more then blank slates for the hive to remake into a far more useful form.
Unfortunately for the mares, even if there was a chance that somebody could have noticed what was happening to them, this was a private hen party, and as such there was nobody else in the room to help them.
Within their wombs, the worm begin to slowly spread outwards, its tendrils spreading along the walls of their womb before slowly working their way into the mares, painlessly reworking their biology in quite a radical way.
On the inside, massive changes were happening, the parasite was reworking large parts of their insides for a singular purpose, but on the outside, non of this was obvious. They just sat there with their faces slack, eyes staring blankly ahead at the other mares who were doing the same.
If anybody had decided to walk into the room, it would have been quite a terrifying site, six mares all sat in a circle staring at each other. Their blank faces stayed like this for several minutes, and then all at once, all in union, the mares stepped out of the tub, still in that perfect circle.
And they stayed in that perfect circle as they all climbed out of the tub, standing in the middle of the room as thick blobs of mud and vaginal secretions slowly dripped off them and onto the ground around them.
Then they seemed to freeze, as if somebody had decided to hit pause on a VHS player, frozen in time, stopped in a single moment with the only sound being that of the thick mud and other fluids that were slowly dripping off them.
After about a minute of standing still, one of the spa mares slowly walked into the room, not even pausing upon seeing the mares all stood in a circle, she simply took her position in the space that had been created for her, turning her rear towards the mares as she flagged up her tail.
All six of the mares seemed to do the same, black tendrils slowly spilling from out of their rears. They were slightly thicker then that of the normal parasite infected individuals, but besides this, they looked normal.
The tentacles all joined up with one another, forming into a thick ball of tentacles within the circle that they had made, before the spa pony let her own tendrils spill free and join up with that circle.
In an instant, all seven mares seemed to switch off, their bodies shutting down and their personalities going offline. Once again their faces fell blank, expressionless and slack as they passed on all the important data they had.
Of course, there was only so much data one could get from six drunk mares on their hen night, and the hive mind was disappointed with the lack of knowledge that it had gained, although overjoyed to have six new bodies in its ranks.
Their tongues seemed to loll from out of their maws, practically drooling on the floor as the parasite did its thing. Of course the hive mind had no use for the minds of these mares, they may well have been purged, removed and replaced with something actually useful.
But, then again, this was exactly what the hive mind needed. Normal ponies, ponies so normal that nobody would ever suspect a thing. In the end, they were allowed to keep what remained of their minds as the tentacles retreated backwards into their bodies slowly.
For several more seconds, the mares just stood there, still offline as they processed all the information that they had been given. Mission goals, objectives, things that these mares had never really had before, besides the obvious “Get drunk” And “Bang that hottie”. But now they had new goals, and a new purpose in which they would actually work towards something that mattered.
Petal Plume had been planning to get married in just a few days, but Petal Plume no longer needed such simple things like marriage. She had a new purpose now. She was walking home, her feminine frame still coated in mud, but she did not care.
It was the middle of the night, the air was cold and bitter, but she did not care. Her bright red fur and purple mane offered very little protection from the cold, but for her it was enough. Her body temperature was above the point where freezing to death might be possible, and that was all she needed.
Normally it would be a concern for a drunk mare with such a delicate frame to be walking home alone at night while drunk like she was, but she was not scared. She was going home to her fiance.
Well, it was not her home. It was more his home, as she had not yet moved in with him. Both of them had wanted to wait until they got married before making such a large commitment. This was not how things were normally done, but her future husband had wanted it that way.
And now Petal wanted it to not be that way, and she was going to get what she wanted. Her hoof softly knocked against the door, although with her newfound strength it was stronger then she would have liked.
Nothing. Nothing for several long moments.
She knocked again.
Nothing.
She frowned softly. Normally her husband was much quicker then this at opening the door, and although it was quite dark, he was still normally up at this hour.
Her hoof smacked softly into the door again, and this time she pressed her ear up to the door and listened to the sounds beyond the door. The parasite had enhanced all of her senses, and this included hearing, she she was easily able to pick out the sound of someone moving around within the house, of hooves moving down the stairs and of someone stepping towards the door.
Petal moved her head away, and her future husband pulled open the door. She was all bright, eye catching colours that stood out even among the normally bright coloured population. Her husband however, was the exact opposite.
His coat was made up of light shades of brown, and his mane was a deep pitch black, even his eyes held nothing too exciting with their light yellow colour.
And yet, Petal had loved him non the less. He might have been dull on the outside, but inside, he had one of the brightest personalities that Petal had ever seen.
Even though Petal was something new now, her love for this stallion still floated to the top of her pool of emotions. Her heart still belonged to him, even though she now belonged to the hive mind.
Only, something was wrong. Normally his face lit up upon seeing her, joy radiating off him like warmth radiated off a camp fire.
This time however, he looked shocked and almost fearful to see her. Had he discovered the parasite?
Impossible, there was no way that he would have been able to detect the parasite, he worked as a banking clerk. The most miraculous thing he was able to do was maintain a cheery outlook on life with that as his job of choice!
She almost tilted her head, before realizing that that was not a thing that normal ponies did. She was just a normal pony.
Bit Counter seemed stifled, looking for the right words for a few moments before spluttering them out in an order that might resemble a sentence.
“O-Oh! Hell- Hello Petal! Aren’t you meant to be at a hen party with your friends right now?”
“We had to break it up early, Rose Bush decided to, well, you know,” She leaned her head back and imitated the motion of glugging a bottle of wine. “Vomit everywhere The spa ponies were not happy, so they kicked us out, which is fair. I just came to see if I could use your shower.”
After she had finished talking, she stared right at him, not bothering to hide what she was doing as she was too busy reading every tiny movement on his face, testing his reaction to see if she could notice anything else strange about him.
Bit let out a soft, and very fake laugh, not showing the slightest bit of concern for her as he brushed his hair back through his main.
Petal leaned in, her face having the deep furrows of a frown painted across it as she took a deep sniff of his neck. The normal scent of her husband were all there, along with the smell of… Sex?
Maybe she had just interrupted him while he had been doing lewd things to himself. That would be why he was acting so strange, problem sol-
But then another scent caught her nose, her husband looked freaked out, but if they were getting into a contest of expressions, Petal’s would have won. She had the kind of expression someone would have if their whole world had been torn away from under her hooves, and then she had gone lower then rock bottom and kept falling.
It was such an intense burst of emotion that the hive mind struggled to contain it. In the end, it decided that containing her was more trouble then it was worth at the moment with all the other things it had going on.
“Where is she.” Petal hissed in a voice that sounded like someone who smoked six packs of cigars, ate a sandpaper sandwich, then washed it all down by drinking glass shards, so different from her normal cheery voice that Bit almost urinated all over the ground.
“W-where’s who?” Bit spat in a flustered voice, all the colour seeming to drain out of his face as Petal glared down at him with an expression that would have sent most stallions running for the hills.
Unfortunately for Bit, she was between him and the only exit.
There was a hint of movement from upstairs, and Petal tore past bit like a bloodhound after a face, taking them three at the time as she went crashing into the bedroom, not even taking the time to open the door. Instead it just sort of… Well, exploded off its hinges before her, collapsing into the bedroom with a dull thunk, almost like the door had given up on life before the fury of this mare.
She checked under the bed first, which was the most obvious place, all while making a growling noise reminiscent of a jet engine attempting to lift a plane off the ground.
Behind her, in a large walk in closet, she heard a sound. Instead of turning her body to face the noise and walking over to it, it was instead her head that turned to face it, and just her head. Petal’s neck made a horrible noise as the bones within popped apart, but the parasite’s abilities did a good job of keeping her alive and preventing it from hurting.
The mare within the closet let out a loud cry of shock and terror, then attempted to run out of the room. She was a slim, athletic mare with black fur and green eyes that were currently filled with terror. Petal was not slim, nor athletic. She was built more for hugs then long walks.
And yet, Petal was faster. Her hooves grabbed the mare by her filthy blue mane, using this and a hoof to the chest to launch the mare backwards into a cabinet that had a make up mirror built into it.
The make up mirror did not last long, and Petal was stood there holding a clump of mane in her hoof as she watched the mare attempt to get back to her hooves. She could here her husband attempting to run up the stairs upon hearing the commotion, but he was too slow.
The stupid whore that had made the mistake of sleeping with her husband was attempting to get back to her hooves now, blood dripping out of a number of wounds on her side from where the glass shards had stabbed into her.
She did not give her chance to get up, moving forward with all the speed and grace of a gazelle and all the lethal cold precision of a knife, grabbing her by the neck and slamming her into the wall with a brutal amount of force, almost enough to crack her neck.
The mare squeaked softly and attempted to push her away with a hoof, but she was not bothered in the slightest by her struggles. This mare knew that petal was getting married and had tried to steal her husband.
“Please-” The mare weakly raped, beating at her hoof with a pathetic amount of force.
Petal gave her response, a voice that started off as a whisper, before becoming a terrifying roar.
And with that, the mare was swung around in much the same fashion as a someone who was attempting to throw a discuses. She hit the window frame feet first, the glass shattering apart before her as Petal smacked her straight into the frame with all the force that she could muster.
The poor mare’s back let out a terrible crack as her spine broke, before Petal let her go, the remaining momentum carrying her out the window and sending her crashing to the ground below. The fall would not be enough to kill her, but with her spine broken like it was, she was not going anywhere. She could lie there and bleed out in the cold for all Petal cared.
Now that that was over and done with, she finally noticed that Bit was stood by the edge of the room, his eyes wide and his hooves quivering as he tried to take in what it was that his future bride had just done to the mare he had cheated on her with.
Before he had chance to say anything, Petal cut him off by simply declaring
Petal picked him up like he weighed nothing and tossed him onto the bed, the poor stallion finally settling on a response that he wanted to use in this situation, which was to scream as loudly as he was able.
A mere moment after he had started screaming, she stopped it however, roughly stuffing a hoof into his mouth as she climbed up onto the bed and looked over her cowardly mass of a husband. He was totally useless, he had cheated on her, and if that had been for love, she would have respected it, but his love had been attacked and he had done little more then stand there, watch, and likely piss himself.
He would be so much more useful once the hive mind managed to remake him, the hive mind which she had only just reconnected too. It had never experienced such an intense burst of emotion before, and was still reeling and attempting to figure out just what had happened, although now it was starting to calm down as it realized that she was reconnected and reunified now.
She sighed, taking a hoof from the stallion’s mouth as a single tear rolled down her cheek. She had the hive mind wipe all memories of who this stallion was from her mind.
Within moments, all the happy times, all the sad times, all of them were wiped away, and her expression hardened. She had a mission to recruit this stallion into the hive mind, and she knew exactly how she was going to do it.
A soft shudder ripped its way through her body as a large black organ that looked like a horse cock slowly spilled from out of her cunt, an organ that obviously did not belong within a mare, and yet it twitched to hardness anyway.
The stallion looked at the large throbbing cock that had just spilled from out of her snatch, and he once again attempted to scream, but this time they were stopped by a crudely crafted gag made from a torn off strip of pillow case.
His eyes were filled with fear, and he was struggling, but he had not yet been tied down to the bed. If he had wanted, this stallion could have put up a fight and attempted to escape if he had wanted, but he seemed too scared to do so.
Petal did not care in the slightest about how scared this stallion was, and she was glad that he did not struggle. She was going to take all the fear away, and replace it with happiness, and then she was going to go and make all the ponies she could feel the same way.
The stallion whimpered and squirmed beneath her as she wrapped her hooves tightly over his shoulders, puling him back against her as she begin to softly grind the quickly hardening organ against his flank, letting out a soft moan as her large horse cock slowly hardened and twitched against his flank, already ready to begin hammering the parasite into him that was going to make him so happy.
Thankfully for the stallion, while he might have made the massive mistake of pissing off his wife, the hive mind did not want to hurt him too badly if it could be avoided, and as such the thick futa length that had currently throbbed to life between her legs came pre lubricated as to cause the minimum amount of pain possible.
And luckily for the mare above him, it was still going to hurt like crazy when she buried it inside of him. She pressed her hips forward, teasing the head of the length against his ass once to smear a miniscule amount of lubrication on it, before she rammed her hips forward with all the enhanced strength that the parasite had given her.
The stallion let out a scream as the cock was forced into him, his ass not holding up for even a second against the brutal force with which it was pounded, spreading over the head of her length as she drove it forward, inch after inch of the thick futa length being drove into the screaming, squirming stallion, who could do little more then lie there and take it as tears begin to stream down his cheeks.
Petal did not care, for some reason she had decided that she really did not like this stallion, and the reasons behind that did not really matter, she was not going to go easy on him in the slightest. She kept pushing her hips forward until every inch of the thick futa length was buried inside of him, each inch bringing more and louder screams from the stallion as his virgin rear was absolutely destroyed by the abomination that was forcing into it.
Only once her hips met his rear did petal stop, panting softly as she stared down at the stallion lying beneath her, his face currently screwed up in pain as tears streamed down his cheeks. He clearly did not like the sex that he was receiving, but that did not matter, soon she would pound a parasite into him, and then he would never need to worry about being unhappy again!
She pulled her hips back, taking her massive length with her as the stallion let out a whimper. He was still begging her to stop, attempting to push her from atop him, and she ignored all of it, pinning him roughly against the bed as she prepared to begin hammering him.
Petal slammed her hips forward, and in an instant had hilted the whole of her massive futa length into the stallion, who certainly did not seem to like this as he let out a loud scream, his back arching and his hooves digging into the bed sheets as his face scrunched up.
But, even if he was in pain, it did seem that he was enjoying the stimulation at least a little, as his length was beginning to twitch to life between his legs, filling with his warm life blood, whether that be out of fear or possibly arousal.
It did not stop Petal in the slightest, he could scream in pleasure or pain, and it would not stop her in the slightest. She rammed her hips forward hard to bury the length inside of him, watching him scream and struggle beneath her, then pulled her hips back and prepared to give it to him again.
With each of her brutal thrusts, his length twitched, getting harder and harder until it pressed softly into Petal’s underside, each thrust now giving him the smallest amount of stimulation as her soft underside rubbed along his length.
The creature that had once been Petal could feel that she was getting close, it had not been a long session of sex, but that did not matter as her only goal was to implant the host, that was all that mattered.
As she slammed her hips forward again, she felt her orgasm rip through her, eyes rolling back in her head as wave after wave of mind numbing bliss washed through her body, thick spurts of parasite food being blasted into the stallion’s rear as he squirmed beneath her, still hard and desperate to get off, but for some reason Petal did not feel like helping him in achieving that goal.
She dumped all the parasite food she could into his rear, then let out a squeak of bliss as she felt the worm that begin to wiggle its way down her length. Her back arched lightly and she let out a loud gasp as the creature was forced from the head of her cock into the stallion, seeming to squirm around for a bit before finding the direction in which it needed to go.
Petal did not even take the time to bask in her afterglow, tearing her cock from out of the stallion and leaving him to transform and join the hive mind on the bed as she stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind her.
There was work to be done.
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