Wallflower watched as the mayor of Hollow Shades laughed behind his desk. The office itself was very formal looking, a circular room with polished dark wooden floors that reflected everything cast upon it. Black and white portraits hung from the walls depicting several thestrals of some significance that Wallflower wasn’t aware of. Perhaps they were town heroes or just former mayors. Behind both the desk and the laughing mayor was a single large arcing window that allowed much of the moonlight to shine through. As for the laughter, it wasn’t a friendly chuckle or a fake laugh, like the mare had seen and heard many times before. Instead this was a full blown laughter unlike anything she had ever seen before. The old stallion was laughing so hard that tears were running down his cheeks as Wallflower stood there in front of the desk, too afraid to move or say anything. Very soon the mayor began to pound his hoof on the desk, the laughter never ceasing for a second as his head fell onto the desk.

This was a very different reaction than what Wallflower had expected when she decided to see him. Just a short time ago, she had borne witness to two young thestrals in the mists of lewd acts in a public area. She thought she had been somewhat hidden, but the mare had seen her as she sucked on the stallion’s cock. Then, when it was over, the mare had suggested that they have a threesome with the mare’s mother AS WELL AS suggesting that Wallflower tags along! Needless to say, as a member of the Sol Invictus this was something that she would not do. How could she? Wallflower had been taught her entire life that such actions were wrong and needed to be stopped. So without a word she had left, ignoring the feeling between her legs as she made her way onto the main streets. The only problem was what could she do now? Normally when a member of the Sol found a pony or ponies engaging in such actions their main recourse was to tell the others. From there, they would get the word out to all other ponies in the area to make sure they knew what sort of immorality that pony had done. That they should not engage him until he had learned that what he was doing was impure. Only then could the healing begin.

The only issue with that was Hollow Shades not having any Sol members within its borders save herself. That was the whole point of her coming here, to get more members and hopefully start a branch of the Sol Invictus within Hollow Shades. Now, Wallflower could get on a train to head back home and tell the others what she had seen or any other town nearby that had a branch of their order. But as Wallflower ran, she knew what they would say. That it would not surprise them that something like that was going on since Hollow Shades was full of Lunatics! That they might as well shun the entire town even more than they already did, defeating the purpose for Wallflower’s journey. This left Wallflower with only one recourse: contact the highest authority she could find.

“You want me to what?” laughed the mayor, his forelegs wrapping around his large belly as he laughed.

“To do something about this immoral behavior,” said Wallflower slowly, earning a louder laugh for the mayor. Puffing her cheeks, the green earth mare moved closer to the desk and placed a hoof on it. “I don’t know what is so funny! I heard a mare telling a stallion that she has learned how to please a stallion from her mother! That he would get to have something more ‘advanced’ as she said. Then she mentioned a price meaning-”

“Prostitution,” managed the mayor as he wiped away a tear, doing his best to regain some amount of control over himself. As for Wallflower, she felt her jaw drop. He understood the implications of what she was saying so why was he acting like this wasn’t a big deal? “It’s completely legal here in Hollow Shades.”

Another hoof found itself on the mayor’s desk, lifting Wallflower up just a bit more as she looked at the stallion in disbelief. “How? How could this town not make something like that illegal?! Don’t you understand that such behavior erodes moral fiber and destroys marriages with unwanted seduction? Not to mention forcing the mares into a life no sane mare would want for some pimp or whatever, selling their bodies while also putting themselves in danger! As mayor, this is something you should take more seriously!” As she spoke, the amusement on the mayor’s face slowly began to fade. But instead of adopting a more concerned look like Wallflower had expected, he instead looked bored. Like he had heard something like this many times before.

“Let me assure you,” he began in a steady voice, lifting himself up in his chair slightly. “That I take the safety of the mares living on Natalus Street very seriously. There are always several officers standing ready and patrolling the sky, ready to act at the moment they hear something wrong. All of the mares there also undergo weekly tests to make sure they are safe for those within our fair city as well as the many, many guests who visit us for their services. All of those fine mares have chosen their path of their own free will. For some, sex or sexual acts are their special talent. All of the houses on that street belong to them and nopony else.

“Furthermore, while the rest of Equestria considers prostitution to be an illegal act, Hollow Shades does not. We thestrals believe that what we do with our bodies is of our own business. If two or more consenting ponies wish to pleasure each other than that is their choice. Our desires are not something that we should feel ashamed of, but things to be explored and managed properly. Now, it is not untrue that there are times when it goes too far leading to cheating or desiring the special pony of another. We teach our fillies and colts that once you are in a herd, those within should get your sole attention unless it is agreed upon. As for rape cases, those are cracked down upon with a fury unseen within the rest of Equestria.” The mayor then cleared his throat loudly. “With that said, however, we do not blame the prostitute in cases of unfaithfulness. If the marriage was going well then the stallion or mare would not be seeking their company.”

Wallflower felt her jaw drop once again as she removed her hooves from the table, backing up a few steps in the process. This…This had to be some sort of joke! One that she found to be very unfunny. The idea that ponies could have such a viewpoint was beyond all that she had been taught her entire life. No blame going to the temptress? Just doing whatever you wanted with no consequence? NO! There were lines that good ponies should never cross. Indulgences that had to be avoided at all costs lest they pollute the minds of the young or impressionable. It…It was madness to think otherwise. Lunacy!

“Of course,” whispered Wallflower as she looked out the window, the moonlight shining through it clearly. “This town has never had the Sol Invictus to show them the way! That’s why they are the way they are and why it’s so important that I fulfill my role!” She then looked up at the mayor who looked like he wanted to get back to his work. Already his hooves were reaching for a large quill, his eyes rolling before looking down on a document before him. Briefly his eyes flicked to her, the same eyes that had once been welcoming to her before he started laughing his flank off, now looked annoyed.

“Sol Invictus,” he muttered under his breath, tone heavy with disdain. Wallflower’s ears wilted at the sound of it. Yet he said no more as he took the quill with his mouth and began to write.

This display, however, did not dissuade Wallflower. She took a step closer to the desk while placing a hoof over her heart, ready to make her case. “Sir, I wish to spread the word of the Sol Invictus to the thestrals. In accordance with the law of Equestria, any group or organization is allowed to speak within the streets of any town as long as it has permission to. Now I know that-”

“Do as you wish,” grunted the mayor, visibly surprising Wallflower. If the mayor noticed this, he did not show it as he continued to talk with the quill still held within his jaw. “Say whatever you wish to say, but do not be surprised if the thestrals here turn a deaf ear to it. Not many will be willing to change their point of view no matter how much your order harasses them.” He then paused for a moment, as if something had just occurred to him. He then looked up at Wallflower and for once she wished she was that unnoticeable mare once again if only to be spared the heated look he was giving her. “Let me make one thing perfectly clear before you head out. You are free to preach whatever and however you want. But should you do anything to interrupt our celebration in any way it will be my greatest pleasure to lock you away for a very long time. If only to send a message to your ‘high and mighty’ order. Is that clear?”

“I-It is,” gulped Wallflower.

“Please, listen to the word of the Sol Invictus,” cried Wallflower as she stood out in the middle of the street with her saddle bags open. She had chosen a spot near Natalus Street, a place where she knew the worst of the worst liked to live, to preach her message of purity. A place that she knew needed it the most. As many ponies trotted, walked, and flew in and around that street Wallflower stood there with fliers in hoof with plenty more in her bags. She held them up, approaching any pony who passed her by with a smile on her face. It didn’t matter if they were a thestral or just a visitor. Anypony who was willing to stop and listen, she would talk to them about all the positives of being a member of the Sol Invictus.

Well, if anypony would listen to her that is! Everypony she approached would look at her with a startled expression at first only to avert their eyes once they realized what she was trying to show them. Some trotted away while others galloped like she had a bad case of the cutie pox. There were even those who took to the sky nearly ramming into another thestral just to get away from her. None of them gave her a chance to say anything or listen to all the goodness that was the Sol. They didn’t even pretend to listen to her like many would for the Lunar Witnesses who came knocking door to door. It was a simple, flat refusal without hearing a single word! As for those nearby, they seemed to be giving her a far wider berth than anypony else on the street. Many seemed to be actively ignoring her in order to go about their business.

Wallflower found it harder and harder to keep that smile on her face as so many thestrals either ignored her or gave her the cold shoulder. She would have thought that it wouldn’t affect her, having been ignored her whole life by family and neighbors. But it was different and she knew it. Back home, she had been ignored because she simply was easily overlooked. She was easily forgotten. That was just how her life was. Yet here in Hollow Shades, she had been noticed by so many in such a short amount of time. Now those same thestrals, ones whom only a few short hours ago were greeting her with warm smiles, were ignoring her by choice. They were choosing to turn and look a different direction, ignoring her when she called out to them. It hurt so very, very much.

As another thestral walked away, ignoring her yet again, Wallflower’s ears flattened while her shoulder slumped. “Guess I shouldn’t be surprised,” she said to herself as she fell onto her flank. The sky was beginning to become a tad brighter while the decorations that had been lit were growing dim. Despite the promise of a bright new day Wallflower’s spirits had never been so dark. Wallflower had known from the start that this wouldn’t be easy, being the only member of the Sol in the town. Given how the mayor reacted as well as the town’s ponies, it was very unlikely that she would do any better during her remaining time here. Her eyes began to water a bit as she thought about how badly this had turned out. At how much she had lost so quickly all for nothing.

“Hey there Wallflower,” came a familiar voice. Ears perking up and head raised, Wallflower turned to see three figures actually approaching her! Two of them she knew, causing her heart to leap that not everypony had turned their backs on her! Star Hunter was leading them, saddle bags stuffed to the brim with food. On his left was Lightning, the one who had spoken to her, looking a little beat. The last in the group was a unicorn mare that Wallflower had not seen before walking close to Hunter. Perhaps somepony very close to him. Her horn was lit as she carried a large black bag in her magical grasp, the contents of which were hidden from sight. All three of them were looking in Wallflower’s direction, causing her heart to leap with joy as she also leapt to her hooves to greet them.

“H-Hey Lightning. Hunter,” said the green mare as she quickly removed her tears with a quick motion of her hoof. She did her best to return their smiles with her own. For the briefest moment she saw them falter in their steps, Lightning dropping her smile completely as she began to survey the green mare with a serious expression. As for Hunter, he managed to keep his smile while his eyes looked at her with concern. No doubt trying to keep her at ease.

“Hi, you must be Wallflower,” said the unicorn as she drew closer. As she did, Wallflower began to notice something around the mare’s neck that was almost hidden by her sweater. It was a choker made of black lace with a pendant hanging from it. While Wallflower needed a closer look at it to be sure; the pendant looked a lot like the constellation cutie mark that Hunter had. “I heard a bit about you from Hunter. I’m Moondancer. I see you’re a fan of sweaters.”

“They are comfy,” agreed Wallflower with a smile, happy to find not only another pony who noticed her but a fan of sweaters as well! It was like hitting the friendship lottery! She only wished they could have met when she hadn’t been sitting on the ground feeling sorry for herself.

“Hey Wallflower, have any punks been bothering you again?” demanded Lightning in a low yet dangerous tone. As she spoke, the pegasus’ eyes darted back and forth as if looking for an offending pony. Her wings rose slightly, preparing to take flight at a moment’s notice. “Nopony has been pressuring you or anything, right? Because if they have then they’ll get a hoof full of Lightning!” Lightning then moved over to whisper in Wallflower’s ear. “See what I did there? It works both ways. Either I get my hooves on a couple of lightning bolts or I can just shove my hoof right into their ass!”

At that, Wallflower’s eyes widened as conflicting emotions surged within her. While being a member of the Sol, she found such a notion to be grotesque. Not just because it was violent but also (for reasons that escaped her) some ponies found things like that enjoyable! Yet despite her revolution at such an action, Wallflower had an odd and warm feeling growing inside of her. Perhaps it was because simply the idea that somepony would care enough to make such a threat for her. It was amazingly touching in a way Wallflower never knew before!

“Ah, no,” said Wallflower not wanting one of her very few friends to get in trouble over her. Slowly she looked down at the flier still in her hoof. “It’s just that things aren’t going so well right now. Remember how I told you that I’m here on business?” As they nodded, a wonderful though filled Wallflower with hope. Wallflower had remembered her plan to ask THEM to join!

Just as quickly as that joyful feeling came in, it retreated as fear wrapped around her very soul. Fear that her only friends here, nay, the only friends she had ever had would leave her. After seeing it so often tonight it wasn’t that hard to imagine. One look at that flier and they too would walk away, ignoring her forever. She would be alone again, never to have those comfortable conversations like she had while Lightning was giving her a tour of the town or having lunch with her and Hunter. Even if she left the Sol- NO! Wallflower quickly took a breath while mentally scolding herself. How could she even consider giving up the lessons she had been taught from birth about the Sol just to keep a friendship? If they couldn’t accept her for who she was and what she believed in then they weren’t worth having as friends! At least that’s what she believed good and pure ponies like Princess Twilight or Princess Celestia would say at a time like this.

Glancing down at the flier in her hoof, Wallflower considered hiding it. To conceal the truth. But, wouldn’t that be just as wrong as giving up her beliefs? If they were true friends then they would accept her. So, after taking a breath, she held up the flier while her body shook a bit. “I’m, ah, in town to recruit new members,” she said in a weak voice. “It’s not going so well and…”

Wallflower’s voice trailed off as the three gathered closer to look at the flier. As expressions of surprise shined brightly on their faces, the green earth pony felt like her fear was confirmed. It felt like she had been bucked in the gut by an Apple, liquidizing her insides including her heart. Something inside her told her to quickly pull back the flier and lie, saying it was all a joke. But her trembling hoof refused to budge and the air remained in her lungs. The only thing that seemed to be working were her eyes that seemed to grow warmer with the threat of tears. She wished that she could at least close them so she didn’t have to see them walking away.

“Sol Invictus,” said Hunter as he looked up. “Must be hard getting members around these parts.” His words caused Wallflower to perk up in relief. His words were neither harsh, sarcastic, or anything that could be considered negative. Instead they were calm as he looked at her. Next to him, Lightning looked disappointed in the same way as Pearly White did when she couldn’t get a new mane curler. As for Moondancer, well, she just looked shocked yet made no attempt to run or teleport away.

“It is,” replied Wallflower. “I, ah, knew coming here it would be difficult. Just didn’t expect it to be difficult in a different way.” She then looked away. “If that makes any sense.”

“Well that kind of makes sense,” said Lightning. Slowly Wallflower turned to look at her feather friend, thankful that the look she had was not disgust. “I mean, no offense, but the Sol Invictus can be huge dicks at times.”

“What she means,” said Hunter loudly before Wallflower could defend the Sol or Lightning could continue. “Is that the Sol Invictus has a way of doing things that bothers us. Like publicly causing a spectacle and humiliating anypony who doesn’t share their beliefs or values.”

“Or asking ponies to spy on their neighbors,” added Moondancer. “We heard that that’s what the Sol is asking ponies in Fillydelphia to do. Feels like they’re trying to create a world like in 1984 or Fahrnayheit 451.”

Wallflower tilted her head. “I’ve never heard of those books,” she admitted. It wasn’t surprising given that her home town only held books that were written by hoof instead of the widely published volumes across Equestria.

Moondancer smiled as she adjusted her glasses, an excited gleam in her eyes. “Well, both books deal with dystopian futures,” she began as Lightning gave an annoyed sigh before falling onto her flank. “The novel 1984 deals with a world where the government runs everything, even trying to get into your very thoughts. You have no privacy because there are spells cast in every home that allows the government to look in whenever they feel like and you have no idea when they will be. Furthermore, it is mentioned that foals are encouraged to spy on their parents and report them. There’s just nopony you can trust because if you let your guard down you will be taken in to Big Sister. Not to mention the fact that they are trying to destroy words and rewriting history so that they are always right.” Moondancer paused for a moment as a facial muscle twitched violently for a moment before continuing. “Fahrnayheit 451, fireponies actually start fires instead of putting them out. Books, all of them, have been banned and it’s their job to destroy not only them but the homes in which they are found in.” Moondancer paused as her eye began to twitch while gritting her teeth, as if she were trying to contain her rage or something.

As Hunter placed a hoof on Moondancer’s side to try and calm her down, Lightning stepped forward. “I think what four eyes here is getting at is that we can see the Sol Invictus doing all that stuff if they had the power,” she said in a brash tone. “I mean, I can see them barging into anypony’s home looking for porn or whatever before torching the whole place down just to ‘cleanse the site’. Or rewarding ponies for spilling the beans on their neighbors if they found something arousing that the Sol thinks shouldn’t be. And I don’t want to think about what could happen if they got ponies in the government or got Princess Celestia on their side!”

Wallflower stood there, looking at her friend as she spoke about the Sol. Part of the green earth mare wanted to say that none of that could never happen! That the Sol Invictus just wanted what was best for everypony to keep them pure. And yet…she couldn’t deny that their fears weren’t unfounded. She had seen at their meetings more than once the burning of items they deemed to be unclean. She had heard about the public shaming and other such acts although never taking part in them herself. It had been taught to her that it was their duty to bring such vile actions to the public’s attention so that all would know how wicked that pony truly was. So that there would be no dark corner to hide their perversity. It would be easy for those outside the order to fear them taking things too far. Perhaps jailing those vile ponies up instead.

So instead she turned her head to look at Hunter. “Is that what all of you think?” she asked him. The thestral looked surprised by the question, biting his lip as he looked away. It was clear that she had put him on the spot and that he was uncomfortable about it. Just as Wallflower was about to tell him to forget about it he spoke.

“Well, there is a lot of bad history between the thestrals and the Sol,” he began while scratching the back of his head with a wing. “That’s something that neither side can deny and it can’t be forgotten overnight. So I don’t see myself or any other thestral getting along with the Sol anytime soon. But…” Wallflower looked at Hunter as his words trailed off, curious as to what he was about to say. And it wasn’t just her. Both Moondancer and Lightning were looking at him in the same way as her. The stallion took a breath as he looked at her. “But I don’t have a bad history with you, as a single mare. Heck, none of us knew you were a member until just now. So I don’t see any reason things would have to change between us. We could still hang out or get lunch while you’re in town. That’s something, right?”

Wallflower’s eyes widened when he said that. A burning sensation began to grow on her cheeks as he looked at her, his words echoing in Wallflower’s head. The green furred mare couldn’t help but smile at this wonderful news! To make things even better, Lightning was nodding her head meaning that she wouldn’t be ignoring her as well. As for Moondancer, the unicorn didn’t look disgusted by the notion and was still standing there. So perhaps they might even become friends as well. Maybe by the time she left Hollow Shades she would at least have three wonderful friends for life.

“You sure this is a good idea Hunter?” asked Moondancer. It was several minutes after they had parted from Wallflower’s company, having excused themselves due to the rising of the sun. Already many thestrals were leaving the streets and the air above their heads. If it weren’t for the scents coming from the few restaurants that were still open, as well as a few other places that rarely ever closed their doors, somepony who stumbled in might think that the town was deserted.

“I’m guessing you’re talking about Wallflower?” As the stallion said this, he already knew the answer. The only other thing it could be was about the garlic and marinara sandwiches they were having for dinner along with a fresh fruit salad.

“Yes, of course I’m talking about her!” exclaimed his nerdy sub as she gave him a serious look. “I mean, she’s a member of the Sol and she’s here in Hollow Shades! There’s no telling what might happen if she stays here! Not to mention befriending her!” Moondancer paused for a moment as she sighed while looking away. “I’m just worried. If she ever found out about, well you know, then it might end your career as an author.”

Hunter merely nodded at this. That was something he was afraid of. If the Sol ever found out about some of the kinks he was into, he was sure that they would be going to every bookstore to demand that they remove his books or shaming the ponies who bought them. Then it would only be a matter of time before his publisher dropped him due to the bad press or the low sales. Sure he could get another job here in Hollow Shades, but it wouldn’t be the job he loved. The one he had worked hard to get.

“That is true,” said Hunter at last. “But, she doesn’t seem as high and mighty as some of the other members of the Sol. As long as we act normal and don’t draw any attention to ourselves, we should be fine.”

“Still, it does suck,” mumbled Lightning with her head down.

Moondancer rolled her eyes. “You just wanted to invite her to have an orgy with us.”

“Well duh,” snapped Lightning. “It’s just the only thing I’ve been thinking about since lunch! Seriously, have you seen that flank? Even if we weren’t the first ones here to tap that I still would have insisted that we try! Just image all the things we could have done with her! A little bit of nerd on nerd play before all three of us start licking Hunter’s cock. Or maybe having all three of us stacked on top of each other so Hunter here could fuck us all at the same time! We could-”

Hunter stood there in the library, looking down at the sight before him as Lightning checked to make sure that nopony disturbed them. Then again, he was sure that neither mare would have even noticed in somepony walked in on them right now. Both Moondancer and Wallflower were on the ground, bodies pressed with the only things separating them were their sweaters. On each of their limbs were huff cuffs which connected them to each other ensuring that they could not separate. Not that it looked like they wanted to for both mares were busy using their tongues to study the other’s mouth while their twats pressed against each other. Slowly Hunter walked around them, listening to their moans as he studied their rears. Both had their tails out of the way, giving their master a perfect view of their dripping wet snatches and their puckered ponuts.

Around the two were scattered books that had once been on the table, books that they had no doubt been reading before he found them making out. No doubt they had fallen to the floor when he had knocked over the table in his hurry to get to them, to bind his mares together like this. Calmly he picked one of the up seeing that it had a picture of a mare lying in a tub, her hooves chained to the wall in order to keep herself spread. Holes had been cut out on the sides of the wall he could see with cocks sticking out of them as their seed poured out of them to fill the tub. The mare on the cover looked elated by her situation with her tongue hanging out and with hearts in her eyes. The title of the book was ‘A Healthy Diet of Cum’.

Smirking a bit, Hunter took the book and gave slap to the flank of Wallflower who was on top. It wasn’t hard nor loud, but mainly to get their attention. The first smack didn’t seem to phase the earth mare so Hunter tried again only a bit harder. This time the spot where he had hit had left a slight reddish hint close to her cutie mark. In response, Wallflower’s head rose to let out a whimpering moan while, at the same time, Moondancer began to lick her neck slowly. Now the air was richer in the scent of mares in heat. Both cunts were winking madly, desperately desiring a cock as they drooled their nectar.

Licking his lips, Hunter prepared to smack the other flank. This was halted when he felt a tongue beginning to lick his sack. The thestral stallion had no need to turn around. There was only one other mare in the room: Lightning Dust. He could feel her head between his hind legs as she wetted his sperm sack with her saliva without his permission. While it did feel good, very good in fact, Hunter knew he had to discipline this mare. Perhaps he could-

Hunter was brought out of his fantasy rather suddenly as he felt an elbow hit his side. It took him a moment to realize that it had been Lightning who had done it. That as well as for him to realize that his cock was poking out of its sheath as they walked.

“Seems like somepony really likes some of my ideas,” chuckled Lightning as she trotted a bit faster. As she did, she swished her tail from side to side in order to give her dom a good view her of nether lips as well as her ponut. Slowly she turned her head to smirk at him. “We may not be able to have fun with her, but there are still things we can do with just the three of us.”

For a moment Hunter was silent as he walked. Briefly he glanced to Moondancer’s worried expression, one that a part of him shared. With a member of the Sol in town it might be better if they just laid low for the week until she left. Heck, Wallflower might not even last the entire week. She might bolt out of town when she found out about what happened on the last day! On the other hoof, they could still have fun. It was getting late and Wallflower would probably just go to the hotel and get some sleep. Not to mention that Wallflower didn’t know where they lived. So unless the green earth mare made a habit of knocking on every door or peaking through every window they should be ok.

And he was feeling like Lightning needed some…punishment.

Wallflower trotted through the streets with a new smile on her face. Sure, her mission here was probably going to end in complete failure. Not like anypony back home would even remember that she was sent here! But the important thing was that Wallflower had made friends! That alone made all of this worth it.

More than that, her new friends had given Wallflower something to think about. As she passed by the floral shop again, she paused there to stare at herself in the window as the first light of the sun began to shine into the windows. Inside, the plants almost seemed to stir with life with many of their blooms opening up a bit more to take in the pure light. A few even seemed to release puffs of pollen into the air giving the ponyless store a hazy look. While looking at herself eye to eye, she thought about what they had told her. The reasons why they didn’t feel comfortable joining the Sol. And, if she was being completely honest with herself, Wallflower couldn’t fault them. Wallflower understood the reasoning behind the spying, that it was a necessary evil. One that had to be committed in order to find those who were revealing in such vile acts. But she could see how it would appear to those who were not in the order, making them loom paranoid or distrustful and the like.

Tilting her head to the side, Wallflower also thought about how they dealt with those they had found. It was hard, even for somepony like her, not to see themselves as bullies. Rather than try (at least at first) to help those ponies see the error of their ways and bring them back to a more wholesome lifestyle, they ruined them. They publicly exposed them as the deviates that they were, ruining the relationships within the community. Yet none of them had ever sought to better themselves or change their ways. At least, not in any way Wallflower knew. Those ponies where left with nothing but a hatred of the Sol for putting them in that situation rather than seeing it as a fault of their own for engaging in that lifestyle.

“Maybe we need to change that a bit,” whispered Wallflower to herself as her vision began to get a little hazy. Thinking it was due to staring through the widow for so long or a morning mist, the green mare ignored it for more pressing thoughts. Perhaps she could talk to some of the Sol leadership and see if they could institute some changes. Maybe offer to help those they found in some way. Or maybe offer up a support program where family members could bring the corrupted to them, so they could talk to them in a more comfortable environment. Perhaps even treat them.

Well, if anypony would listen to her that is. Still she should try and maybe in time she…Lightning, Hunter, and…Moondancer…would…

Wallflower’s thoughts began to trail as the most wonderful scent filled her lungs. With half lidded eyes and what felt like a dopy smile, the mare’s hooves began to stumble towards the door of the shop. Almost heading butting the door to open it, she ignored the rigging of the bell above her head as she stood through the building. All around her were plants like flowers, shrubs, small trees, and other things similar of a more exotic variety. They climbed the walls, sat on shelves, or even hung from the ceiling. If it weren’t for the wooden floor Wallflower would have thought herself lost in the middle of an overgrown forest. Not an unhappy thought in her opinion had her mind been able to better process what was happening. Her body seemed to know where it was going only slightly stumbling to a stop once or twice when she veered off course, everything she saw being nothing more than a blur not to be concerned about. The notion that she might have broken into the building did not cause her any sort of alarm. Nor was she bothered when she felt her hooves became stuck on some sort of substance. No, Wallflower just-

“Bad!” came a croaked voice followed by several smacks from a broom. The suddenness of the voice, as well as one or two sudden strikes to her forehead, awoke Wallflower from her haze. Now she was more aware of where she was and, to her horror, the reality of the situation. Yes, she had probably broken into the floral shop ad had been caught by the owner. But that wasn’t the worst think, not by a long shot. Her heart began to race as she saw that she was up close and personal with the Widow Maker, standing on the leaf that was used to capture the prey while the other leaves were beginning to surround her. She also noticed that the same broom that had struck her was also striking the plant, making it look almost like it was whimpering in pain.

After coming out of her stupor, Wallflower realized what had happened to her. She had read in a book that some more carnivorous plants send out sweet smelling aromas to lure their prey to them. Perhaps that was the same with Widow Makers. Now that she was free from her trance Wallflower began to tug with her hooves in an effort to free herself. Thankfully, for whatever reason, the substance on the left had lost a great deal of its stickiness. It still took some effort, but Wallflower was able to free herself before the leaves could swallow her.

“Thank you,” said Wallflower in between her pants as she looked at the figure who had saved her. It was an ancient looking thestral mare with her grayed mane done up in a beehive fashion. Her legs looked very thin and wobbly while her brown coat looked like it had seen better days. Its color had dulled considerably with her age as well as showing several spotted areas. Ever her bat-like wings looked withered and too small for her to fly about anymore. As for the mare’s face, it was heavily lined with wrinkles and eyes were hidden behind extremely thick glasses that looked like they weighed down the mare’s entire head. As the elderly mare turned to her side, Wallflower noticed that her cutie mark was of a plant that Wallflower instantly recognized as a Queen of the Night in full bloom.

“Sorry ‘bout that,” croaked the mare as she set down her broom. “Door must have been open a smidgen. Damn thing always gets like that when it don’t get its vittles at just the right time. I swear, makes more fuss than Jet did when he was a tiny foal bless him. Just lucky I was coming down ta feed it or else you would have been made into pony gumbo.” The elder mare then began to cough loudly, rising a wither hoof to her mouth to block the spittle that followed. This went on longer than Wallflower felt it should. Fearing that the mare who saved her might pass out due to loss of breath and not seeing a glass of water or anything else around, she moved behind the mare to gently pat her back.

“Thank you kindly,” said the mare when she had finally caught her breath. She then made to move to the back of the shop which Wallflower helped. Practically carrying the elder mare, the two entered a door where a small kitchen like area lay indicating that the mare lived here. It was sparse, having only a few outdated modern conveniences like a fridge and sink along with an old fashioned table. The mare gestured to a counter were an open pill bottle laid open next to a glass of water. Nodding, Wallflower brought the mare to where her medicine laid. Once there the elderly mare quickly took her pills and downed the water, breathing heavily as she finished.

“Are you alright?” asked Wallflower as she released the mare.

“As good as any mare my age can be young’en,” said the elder mare as she continued to take deep breaths. “Oh Luna, how I wish I could be as spry as I was sixty years ago. Ohh was I ever a catch back then.” She then turned to look at Wallflower, leaning a bit closer to get a better look. “Well now, isn’t this a treat. An earth pony in my little old shop. Judging by that there necklace you got there its old Hearts and Hooves?”

“Ah, yes,” said Wallflower as she gave the other mare a nervous smile thinking it would be better to not say the real reason she was here. “I was actually on my way to get a room at the hotel when I passed by and-”

“Oh you don’t want to go there around this time of year,” said the elder mare with a wave of her hoof and a scowl on her face. “That there place ain’t no good to anypony right now. Not with all them rowdy, horny colts from all over Equestria packed into one place. Rest of the year a fine place to lie your head down for a spell, but not this week. No, no. A nice mare like you’d better find someplace nicer. Got any friends in town yet?”

Wallflower looked at the mare with a startled expression for a moment. Why would Hearts and Hooves attract horny colts? Maybe this old mare had a bad experience there like a couple on their honeymoon in the next room over with paper thin walls? That might make sense. “Well, I have made a couple of friends,” said Wallflower with an uneasy smile. “I, ah, just don’t know where they live. Or if they even have a spare room for me.”

The elder mare choked out a laugh. “Spare room,” she chuckled before coughing a few times. Something that further confused Wallflower, like a joke the other knew but needed more context for her to follow. Before Wallflower could ask what was so funny, the elder mare looked at her with a sly smile on her wrinkled muzzle. “Well dear, how about I help you find out where they live? If they don’t have a ‘spare room’ for you then you are welcome to stay here with me.”

“R-Really?” asked a shocked Wallflower, taken aback by this gesture. “But you don’t know anything about me! I could rob you or do all sorts of things!”

“And if you were going to do any of that, you wouldn’t of said that,” countered the elder mare as she turned and walked away towards a nearby kitchen drawer. “Heck, you could do that all right now if you wanted and there wouldn’t be a lick I could do to stop you. Not that I have much to steal. And you don’t seem like the type to do anything like that.” At this point, the old mare opened the drawer and pulled out one of those plastic containers that Wallflower’s mother used to store her recipes on cards. “But don’t think I’m doing this for free missy. I’ve been needing a helping hoof around this shop for a while now and haven’t found anypony whose up to the task. Last fella I hired took off like a bat trying to escape Tartarus when the Widow Maker tried to eat him. And the one before that kept going to the Eternal Ecstasy, even breaking in after I closed shop! Such a silly filly. Should have just shelled out the bits and taken it home. Would have given her such a discount. Seeing how you stayed behind to help me, well, you might just be up to the task.”

Wallflower found herself a bit flushed by the compliment. It might not have been much, but it was more than she had ever gotten from her own mother. “Thanks. I might take you up on that offer Miss…”

“Intoxicating Aroma,” said the old mare as she opened the box and started pulling out cards. “Oh, to the lads back in the day I was intoxicating. But now everypony just calls me Great Granny Aroma. Now then youg’en, get those hips moving and help me figure who your friends are! Might still be awake.” So, with a smile still on her face, Wallflower walked over so she stood next to Great Granny Aroma and looked down at the cards she had.

Wallflower yawned as she walked up the circling ramp which lead to the home of Star Hunter. While it still felt like the morning had just begun, the earth pony begrudged the amount of time it took to get here, even though she knew it wasn’t anypony’s fault. Great Granny Aroma had managed to find Hunter’s address, helped by the fact that she had large pictures of everypony’s cutie marks on her filing card to make looking for the addresses much faster. The problem was that while her directions were good even for a non-flier like herself, Wallflower found it easy to get lost since all of the homes were very far above her head. Well, that and she had gotten her directions mixed up when she got here.

She only hoped that they would still be up. From what she saw, many of the thestral homes had heavily curtained windows which had been pulled shut. No doubt this society, being nocturnal and all, had called it a day or whatever and was preparing to go to sleep. Something that Wallflower felt like doing herself.

When she had finally come to the desired door, Wallflower raised a hoof to knock on the door when she suddenly paused. Biting her lower lip, it suddenly occurred to her how weird this was going to be. Never mind asking people she had just met if she could stay with them for a while, but her just appearing like this might be…unsettling. Would they think she was some sort of craved stalker? That she had followed them here. Lowering her head, Wallflower feared that they might find this to be so freaky that they might distance themselves from her!

Lowering her hoof, Wallflower turned to walk away. Yes, it would be better if she asked them when she saw them on the streets if she could stay with them. If they said no, then she could tell them that it wasn’t a problem. That she was staying with another pony she had met. Wallflower then tilted her head realizing that there might be a problem. What if Great Granny was more than a little weird like watching Wallflower as she slept or going through her things? What if she cooked something that only thestrals could eat? At least Hunter lived with ponies from the other tribes so he should-

Wallflower’s thoughts were cut off when she heard something very faint coming from behind her, most likely from inside the house. Her ears twitched as she tried to figure out what she had heard. Could it have been a cry of…pain? Was somepony hurt? Or could it have been something else? Wallflower stared at the door with an uncertain expression on her muzzle. If something was wrong in there, there were at least two other ponies inside who would be able to help. Unless something was wrong with all three of them, they should have been making their way out of the house right?

Slowly and carefully, Wallflower moved closer towards the door where she then placed an ear on the wooden surface. She had hoped that she would have heard nothing, making her think that the noise she had heard was nothing more than her tired mind playing tricks on her. Then she could go back to the floral shop and get some much needed rest. Instead, she heard a ‘thwack, thwack’ sound from inside followed soon by another sound that didn’t sound quite right. Pulling her head back, Wallflower knew something was wrong. Without thinking, her hoof reached for the doorknob and turned it.

The door was unlocked, making Wallflower worry even more. As she slid into the shadowy kitchen, she began to image what had happened. That somepony with powerful, dark magic had knocked on the door prior and used its vile magic on the three inside before they could do anything. They were probably at the fiend’s mercy at this very moment somewhere else within the house. So, taking a deep breath and tasting something odd in the air, she began to move about quietly.

Heart beating faster than it had ever been in her life, she moved through the building while thinking about how she should do this. If it looked possible for her to help them, Wallflower would leap into action. Hopefully her sudden appearance would throw the villain off guard and together they might be able to defeat him. If it didn’t look possible she would make a beeline for the police and prey that they would take her seriously.

Very soon, Wallflower came across a door that was cracked open with light beaming out from it. She moved slowly towards it, noticing that there was something odd in the air. It smelt odd yet…familiar to her somehow. But before she could dwell on it for too long Wallflower heard another ‘thwack’ followed by a cry that sounded like it came from Moondancer. Doing her best to remain silent, Wallflower approached the door and looked through the crack.

What she saw was not what she had expected to see.

The room on the other side of the door was a bedroom, its furniture pushed to the side to make more room for the three figures. Lightning Dust was the first one she saw, sitting on her hind legs in a way that caused the green mare’s eyes to widen. Her legs were behind her back, all four limbs cuffed and bound together along with her wings. Attached to the end of her tail, for some reason, was a bell but for what reason she had no idea. Clamps had been attached to her pussy with threads at their ends that led to her legs in order to keep the mare’s private area exposed. Her mouth had been gagged with some sort of ball with holes in it that were dripping saliva. The mare was also collared like some sort of animal as well as having blinders on so that she had to look at what was going on in the middle of the room.

Another ‘thwack’ caught Wallflower’s attention, causing her to see more of the depravity before her. In the middle of the room were Hunter and Moondancer. The stallion stood there were a riding crop in his mouth as he circled Moondancer. The mare was bound in a way that Wallflower had never seen before. A pulley system had been put together from the ceiling that kept Moondancer suspended in the air by the cuffs on her forelegs. Her sweater was gone as well as the choker Wallflower had seen earlier, replaced with another collar along with a ring on the mare’s horn. Most likely a means to keep her from using her magic, making her helpless. She was ungagged which surprised Wallflower. One would have thought that she would be screaming for help in a situation like this!

There was a sudden motion that caught Wallflower’s attention, allowing her to see Hunter strike Moondancer’s rump. With her attention drawn there she saw that the unicorn had a large vibrator nestled within her own private area. It wiggled wildly as juices dripped from it only to pool on the floor below. Now Wallflower knew what that scent was and brought a hoof to her muzzle

“Good slave,” said Hunter as he took the crop out of his mouth. Wallflower found herself unable to move due to the shock only able to watch as he held the crop with one hoof before moving it between her legs. Her breath was caught in her lungs as she watched the stallion she had thought was good slowly grind it near the mare’s folds. “You’re holding out so much longer than you used to.”

“T-Thank y-you Master!” cried Moondancer as her head rolled back and her hips pushed in Hunter’s direction. The unicorn’s tongue began to hang out of her mouth and Wallflower could see the mad look in her eyes. It was like she was seeing something nopony else in the room could and it enraptured her. The juices began to flow more than ever, running down the crop which did not cease its movements.

“You’ve been so close for a while now,” continued Hunter. “But you must hold out a bit longer.” He then moved the crop away and, to Wallflower’s shock, licked the fluids off of it. “Wait until I fuck your holes in front of your naughty slave sister to show her what she missed out on. For her to watch as your body withers from the pleasure that I allow you to enjoy at my leisure. Then, only when my cum is running down your legs, will you receive permission to cum.”

“Yes!” cried Moondancer again, this time fidgeting a bit in her confinement. “Please Master; let this slave cum. Continue to use this slave’s body however Master wants! Use any hole for they belong to you. This slave is nothing but a sperm bank for Master’s use alone.”

Wallflower watched as Hunter moved behind Moondancer, briefly looking over to her pegasi friend. She could not see her eyes nor read any expression on her face. But what was shocking was that the mare was also aroused by what she was seeing. The evidence was there, leaking from that spot between her legs causing Wallflower to blush. It seemed like both of them were…enjoying this perversion! That they liked being treated in such a demeaning way!

Quickly she turned to look back at Hunter how had just finished applying something to his cock making it look slick. He stood on his two hind legs, holding her sides with his front ones to keep himself balanced as his member was poised to enter a place Wallflower knew it didn’t belong. “Now then, tell me how much you want this,” growled Hunter as he remained almost perfectly still. “Beg me to fuck your brains out before your slave sister. Let her know exactly what she will be missing.”

“Please,” moaned Moondancer, desperately trying to push her rump backwards in an almost frantic fashion. Wallflower watched this, a hoof moving to cover her mouth while Hunter moved his own hips back to keep his cock from entering her ass.

“Please what slave?” he hissed into her ear.

“Please Master fuck this slave with your cock!” the Moondancer all but shouted, her rump wiggling slightly as if to tempt him. “Ram it into your horny slave’s ass and fill it with your seed! Stretch your slave’s hole with your flare! Pound me in front of the unworthy one. Let me lick the cum off your cock when you’re finished with me.” That seemed to be good enough for Hunter as he moved forward, his cock penetrating Moondancer’s ponut and silencing her.

Wallflower felt her eyes widening as she watched it sink in deeper and deeper, unable to take her eyes off such an evil act. The unicorn mare’s body seemed to shake, both her lowers holes filled as her hooves gripping onto the restraints as much as she could. Her head was thrown back, her mane on the stallion’s shoulder as a throaty moan echoed within the room. She didn’t cry out for him to stop or that it hurt. No, instead she seemed to just surrender to what was happening to her. Accepting it with a smile that Wallflower could not believe would ever be on a mare’s face in this situation.

Then, once Hunter was all the way in, he began to pull back. The helpless mare trapped within her bounds continued to moan and cry out, but not to stop. Instead, the mare’s cries begged him to continue. Asking permission, PERMISSION, to cum as if he did not care about her at all. She did it all with a sloppy smile on her face that made the smart unicorn look stupid or that her brain was on vacation. Wallflower couldn’t believe the amount of control over her own body Moondancer was giving up to this…this monstrous stallion that the green mare had thought she could trust.

After several more thrusts, Wallflower watched as the degradation took a new level. Hunter paused in his motions, his front hooves reaching down to Moondancer’s lower legs to lift them up before spreading them. Wallflower could now see everything of Moondancer’s private area. The large dildo still wiggling and vibrating about like a snake trying to enter a hole, filling it while Hunter’s cock filled the back one. She could see the mare’s reddened teats, causing her to wonder what the stallion had done to them. Wallflower watched as Moondancer’s legs were twitching slightly and her stomach rose with each breath. The Sol mare knew she had to do something, to march in there and stop him from degrading those mares even more. But instead she remained where she was, wide eyed as the events before her played out.

“Watch,” said Hunter, pausing a moment to nip the neck of the bound unicorn and causing her to shutter. “Watch and know that you could have had this. I had planned on doing this to you both, to be bound from the ceiling with a double ended dildo connecting both of my pretty cock warmers. Perhaps a few other things I have lying around here.” Wallflower’s ears twitched as she heard Lightning let out a muffled whine. “So instead, you will watch every moment as I fill this slave’s ponut with my seed. Perhaps more than once with a more…up close view while your own arousal builds. Then if this tight cunt manages to please me enough I may be in a good enough mood to listen to you beg for the same. I suggest you begin thinking about what you plan to say.”

With that said, Hunter began to plow into Moondancer’s anal passage. His movements were that of a savage, his flesh smacking into Moondancer’s loudly as he sought to release his load into her. Each thrust caused the mare to bounce as he held her, continually forcing her to show her pussy to the other mare. A mare who was forced to watch everything.

As she watched this, a sickening image appeared in Wallflower’s head. An image of herself in Moondancer’s place. That she was the one bound and collared like some sort of animal, ass and pussy full as her head rested on the shoulder of the one taking her. That she was the one whose legs were spread so that all could see. Her heart leapt as she imagined not only Lighting but Moondancer as well watching her. Both similarly bound so that they had to watch her being taken, unable to look at anything. Their expression…envious? Yes, having them both watching her and wishing they could be in her place. Could there be more? Yes! More were there watching her in that moment from all sides. Figures sat alongside the walls of the room and peaking through the door like she was now! None of them could take their eyes off her as Hunter used her! Perhaps some of them were even allowed to pleasure themselves as they watched envious of what-

Wallflower suddenly snapped back to reality as Moondancer let out a whinny. As her vision became focused, she realized that one of her hooves had moved to…to touch herself! Quickly she brought it before her and looked down. Eyes widened as she saw that her hoof was laced with her own juices. It sickened her to realized what was going on. But, what was more sickening was that she knew she should have felt more sickened. That there was some part of her that was-

“NO!” screamed Wallflower, unwilling to even consider the thought. It just wasn’t possible. She was a member of the Sol Invictus. She was pure of mind, heart, and body. She was not a Lunatic who would even think of doing such vile things with anypony!

Slowly she looked up and, to her horror, saw that three set of eye were looking at her.

Author's Note

Special thanks to all of those who helped with the editing: Clocktower Society, Mani, Gavin, Marco Dams, Allstalr Malachal, and Javarod