Avalanche from a Flurry

Twilight looked around Rainbow Dash's living room nervously. Dash leaned forward in her sofa. "Well, get on with it. You clearly came here for a reason."

Twilight finished gathering her thoughts and delivered pretty much what she'd prepared to say. "I'm trying to investigate something. I don't want you to guess what I'm looking for and then provide it, so I'm going to ask a bunch of questions."

"Shoot."

Twilight pulled out a scroll and took it from the top: "In the past five or six weeks, have you had any new, unusual, seemingly inexplicable cravings for food?"

"No, and if you're asking if I'm pregnant, definitely, definitely not."

Twilight chuckled. "In the past five or six weeks, have you had any new, unusual, seemingly inexplicable violent urges?"

"No."

This questioning passed through hobbies, violent fantasies, tastes in literature, skills, antipathy towards specific ponies, lack of skill, pet peeves, sexual fantasies…

"Yes."

Twilight blinked. "Is it unusual for you to develop new and unusual new sexual fantasies?"

"Yeah, I'd been getting by on the usuals for years."

"Would you care to describe what makes these unusual?"

"Sure. So, the Wonderbolts have developed this new trick where we skywrite out this huge cock and balls… go ahead, laugh, it's ridiculous… and this equally huge cunt, and we use wind manipulation shove them into each other, and for some reason it's colossally sexy and everypony in the audience comes."

Twilight restrained her laughter.

"And, uh." Dash suddenly got awkward and stopped. "You're investigating where this came from, right?" Twilight nodded. "So, like, this didn't exactly come from inside of me?"

"Well, maybe it drew it from within you but it did the drawing, so to speak. To put it briefly, I absolutely will not judge you for what's in here. If it is not much, much worse than killing all unicorns to use their horns as dildos, I won't judge you. And no, I haven't come across that one, I just mean that's the worst thing I could think of, and I would calmly accept it."

Dash managed a full Spock eyebrow. "Okay. Well, then. So, my parents are in the crowd. And a bunch of schoolfoals. And they're affected too. And I kind of focus on their enjoyment of our trick."

Twilight nodded. "Any others?"

"Definitely. There's the one where Scootaloo shows me this new trick where I get on the scooter behind her, and it involves jumping through Discord's realm and somehow we both end up riding into her snatch, or mine. There's the one where it starts off as the usual dream where you forgot to get dressed for some event where you're supposed to be dressed, and it's a Wonderbolts show, only everypony thinks I'm super sexy and then over time the show degenerates to my being a pole dancer and I really get off on the adulation." After a moment, she unnecessarily added, "The sexy kind of pole dancer, not the purely gymnastic kind."

Twilight nodded.

"Instead of challenging Hoops and Dumb-bell to the race where I got my cutie mark, I bet I'm better at sex than them. Then I prove it by knocking them out with orgasms, and my cutie mark is really semen on top of my mane."

Twilight snickered.

Dash considered. "I think that's all of them."

"When did they start?"

"The first was right after Flurry Heart asked me what makes stallions and mares as good looking as me. Her words, not mine."

Well, there went that line of questions - didn't need to even prod to get that popping out. "I see."

"Now, dish. You got some, right?"

"Oh yes, I do. My brother and I are busting Flim and Flam for some shady operation, and they beg for mercy, and somehow it ends up that they end up doing me while my brother whips them gently."

"Ooh, I like that one."

"Umm. I'm a little filly and I secretly watch Cadence and Shining make out in our living room. Then I notice my mom watching them too. Then I notice my dad standing behind her eating her out. Another one where while I was a student, Princess Celestia took me to her super-secret consort that I made up, for sex education, and it turns out to be my dad, but in the story neither of us ever finds out, but Celestia's super turned on by it. And there's one where a list circulates around, of ponies who declare they think it'd be appropriate for Celestia to bang random ponies who volunteer, and they're volunteering, and Celestia gets the list, and picks some, and this has been going on for centuries, and Luna starts her own list when she gets back, and when I became a princess my own list gets started for me, and when I find out about it I use it too, and the three of us compare notes and find somepony who's on all our lists and we all do him together. And then we find out there's a list for Flurry Heart, and she's treated it as a to-do list instead of a menu."

Dash groaned. "That's enough, I get the feeling you have more."

Twilight nodded. "Thanks, that's helpful. Well, need to go."

"Tell me the juicy ones!"

"Would you want me to tell yours?"

"Sure, if they'll share back. I told you."

Twilight facehoofed. "Ask them, then. Gotta fly." She stepped out and took off.

A few minutes later, she was sharing tea with a few raccoons and a python. She had been debating giving Fluttershy the full battery of questions, or not, and decided to abbreviate to make it less torturously drawn out. When Fluttershy returned with the cookies, Twilight asked, "Fluttershy, I suspect that something strange and magical happened five or six weeks ago, that could implant strange notions in ponies' heads. Have you been having any new and unusual fantasies recently? Particularly… abusive, or incestuous ones? Or pedophilic?"

Fluttershy's eyes widened and she stared across the cottage at nothing in particular. "Oh! Oh my."

Twilight knew to give her a minute to digest this, and didn't move a muscle for a minute, except to very slowly breathe. The python blinked.

Fluttershy suddenly turned to face her. "Yes."

Twilight gave her an encouraging smile and asked the next least intrusive question. "Did it start at a particular date?"

"It was the first week after winter break at the school. I remember having so much trouble facing the students."

"Did it have to do with the students?"

She tentatively shook her head, then firmly. "No. It was about us and our parents, mainly."

Twilight nodded. "That sounds exactly like it."

Without further prompting, Fluttershy elaborated, "For some reason, it was very important to perform this fertility experiment, so we got our fathers all together. Except I substituted Big Mac for Bright Mac, obviously. And we gathered at the map table and stood in front of our chair, forelegs up on the table, and our fathers (and Big Mac) had sex with us from behind. And then they rotated to the left so you took Big Mac and your dad was on Rainbow Dash, and her dad was on me, and my dad was on Pinkie, and Mr. Pie was on Rarity, and Magnum was on Applejack. And then they rotated again, all the way around, filling us up each time. And after each time we were all pregnant, Starlight would come by and take some data and cast a spell, and we weren't any cleaner but we weren't pregnant anymore, and I know it takes a few days to actually get pregnant but it was a dream. The dream recurred enough times I got every rotation, and it was weirdly consistent for a dream and the order didn't shift around."

She paused and took a deep breath. "Then I began imagining that we were leaning on the table diagonally, and it was a bit smaller, so each of us could reach our heads over to the base of the penis of the stallion to our right, and each of us licked his balls while all that was happening."

A deep breath. "Then I began dreaming it more elaborate. Our mothers were there too, and we were sitting on our thrones but slouching back with our privates forward, and our fathers were still having sex with us but now our mothers were guiding their penises in and licking where we conjoined. And the mothers rotated around the table the other way from the fathers, so, say, Cookie Crumbles was licking where your father was impregnating Applejack. And Applebloom took her mother's place. And Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle and Spike joined in by standing between the seats and, ah, helping out the mares on either side. Like, once, when Windy Whistles was helping Mr. Pie have sex with me and my mom was helping Magnum have sex with Pinkie, Spike lay on his back and ate my mom while Mrs. Whistles rode him."

She took a deep breath. "And THEN, I began imagining that the fathers would all gather around one of us at a time, with our mother. Like, I was mounted on my father, and my mother was facing me with… Bow Hothoof mounting her on the top in the ass and she was riding Magnum and Mr. Pie was mounting my ass, and your father and Big Mac reared up with their penises in between my face and my mother's, and we were licking them and sometimes rubbing them against each other, and sometimes taking a break and kissing each other with tongue. And Applejack was lying on her back under Big Mac with Apple Bloom lying on her chest each with one leg between the other's legs, and they were both licking his balls. And on your dad's side, your mom lay under him licking his balls, and you and your brother lapped at her, and Cadence licked you, and Flurry Heart hugged her father's penis and rubbed it until he came so hard it arced over and hit Mr Pie in the face, and it got on my wing, and on your face, and hers."

Twilight waited several seconds to be sure she was done, pondering in the mean time how glad she was that she was using a voice recorder spell rather than copying it down. "Uuuh. Does this bother you? Is it a bad dream?"

"No, it's really hot and I like it, except when Photo Finish shows up to take pictures all the time and is interrupting. If I'm trying to focus on, say, Big Mac using Bow Hothoof's semen as lube to mount me while the crusaders are lined up on his back dry humping him, and she keeps saying 'No! Yees!' it's annoying."

"Okay. And what's your opinion on doing that or things like it in real life?"

"Well, it's impractical? I don't think we would all agree to do that. If at least the six of us wanted to, maybe we could get coltfriends and do it with them instead of with our families. If that's all right with all of you, of course. But it probably isn't, so we won't."

"You are correct." … at least, about needing boyfriends. If I had one, that seems all too attractive an activity, but I shouldn't trust that impression. I doubt I'd have it if I were properly myself.

"I hope it didn't bother you."

"No, not at all. This has been very informative. When specifically did this start?"

"Oh, Princess Flurry Heart asked about a variety of animals starting families. I think the one about Salmon spawning may have set me off the most because you probably end up with a few children of siblings every generation, and if they lived more than one year you'd get parents in on it too."

"I see. Yes, this has been most informative. Thank you very much."

After finishing tea, Twilight headed into town and straight into Sugarcube corner. Pinkie was behind the counter with Carrot Cake; she asked to talk with her for a few minutes, and they agreed. Up in Pinkie's room, Twilight asked the same questions she had for Rainbow Dash.

Unlike Dash, Pinkie reported new and unusual and inexplicable thoughts on several topics, but they seemed to be within the range of what Twilight would consider normal for Pinkie.

"… any new, unusual, possibly disturbing sexual fantasies?"

Pinkie nodded. "Yeah, this one is even more unusual and inexplicable than the sauerkraut chocolate cake which now that I think about it, I think I actually read about it, so it's not all that inexplicable. You have to rinse it to get the brine off and then it just acts spongey and neutral.

"So I'm back on the rock farm and Limestone is really mad and Maud tells her she needs a dick in her and Limestone said it didn't help and Maud asks what she knows about having a dick in her and Limestone says that she's had more dicks in her than Maud can count and Maud says she can count quite high and Limestone says she has more dicks in her than that right now, and she begins squeezing stone dildos out of herself and Maud says they're very nice but they're not dicks and it's not the same. Then Limestone gets the last one out and Maud says that was just eleven hundred and forty three and she can count at least to thirteen hundred and fifty five and Limestone says fuck you and Maud says you don't have a dick and I don't have a dick but I guess we can have sex in other ways besides fucking and Limestone says fuck you harder and Dad comes out and whups her for language and says what are eleven hundred forty three of my dicks doing lying around and Maud blinks and says what and it turns out my dad grows a new stone dick every week and he fucks Limestone with it and it comes off in her and she's supposed to keep them all inside and that's why she keeps just getting crankier and crankier.

"Then Marble comes along and eats all of Dad's dicks and Limestone shakes her like crazy and I'm like, how about we stop doing this and have a party and everypony's invited but then Marble begins throwing up Dad's dicks and all the guests begin throwing up Dad's dicks. You're there, Rainbow Dash is there, your mom and dad are there, Applejack's there, all the princes and princesses are there, even Prince Rutherford and Unikitty, and , and a pair of first edition prints of The Prince, and we all throw up between two and five of Dad's dicks, except Flurry Heart, who has them popping out of both ends constantly."

She took a deep breath and blinked. "Also, I sometimes go about my day imagining that someone in some other universe is drawing me doing whatever I'm doing from a point of view that they can see my hoohah, and that's a lot bigger a deal there than it is here so they get really excited about that, and it gets me excited and I try to give them a show."

"As in, you actually do that, or you imagine doing it?"

"Yeah. It's not much. At most, flick my tail when nopony is around to see, turn back as if to look at them, and wink. And wink the other way too." She giggled. "Or I can do nothing at all!"

"Umm."

"Here, want to be an innocent bystander on one of these?" Pinkie Pie glanced behind herself and her tail rustled. "That was a good one. Your confused face will make a good background detail."

Twilight wasn't entirely sure what she'd meant in the first place. "Oooohkay. Can you say when this started?"

"Yupperooni! It was when princess Flurry Heart asked me what would make a party 'adult-themed' and I asked her what she meant and she said she overheard it when she was sneaking around on a roof and she thought I'd be the right pony to ask about it."

"What did you tell her?"

"Well, I said I didn't know, because I don't really know for absolute sure, but it definitely sounds like an interesting idea if it's anything like my dream."

"You are interested in vomiting multiple of your father's stone penises?"

"Not that part. After we were all done puking them up we used them on each other. That part. Too bad they don't exist, or I'd send out the invitations!"

"I… see. Well, I'll be going. Need to ask a few more ponies." Oh my. More than a few – Flurry Heart didn't only talk with my friends. Who else has been affected? Well, let's finish up us first.

Twilight flew off to Sweet Apple Acres and found Applejack in the field. "Hello, AJ."

AJ nodded in response and continued inspecting the growth on one of the trees.

"I've found that I have been hit by some sort of weird mind control effect, and so were some of our friends, and I wanted to find out if you have been too."

AJ raised her head and looked at her. "Huh. What does it do?"

"It makes you make up some… strange thoughts. Intrusive thoughts."

Applejack shrugged. "Haven't really noticed any."

"Even very private thoughts?"

Applejack shrugged. "No, not really? Everything seems normal."

Twilight facehoofed. "Okay, umm. Is it normal for you to feel incestuous or pedophilic thoughts?"

Applejack's head jerked and stared. She bit back a retort as she saw Twilight's look. "Do you mean you and our friends are? Cause if you're asking for any other reason… Anyway, no, I don't."

"Innnteresting."

Applejack's eyes widened. "And you do?"

"Only for the past few weeks, and only until we can get rid of this thing. Now, here's the big question. How have you interacted with Princess Flurry Heart?"

Applejack looked up into the sky, thinking back. "Hardly at all. We've said hello a few times. But Ah know Applebloom has spent some time with her."

Twilight swallowed. "Ah. Do you know where she is?"

"Are you going to ask her like you asked me?"

"I'll be indirect. If she hasn't got anything, she won't know what I'm asking about."

"And uh, when you say pedophilic…"

"I am far, far from enacting any of these thoughts in the real world."

Applejack nodded, then called out, "APPLEBLOOM!"

A few moments later, hoofbeats approached, and Applebloom skidded up. "Ah finished the fourth row. Fifth looks all good so far. Can I go?"

"Thanks, and soon. Now, can you answer Twilight's questions?"

Applebloom shrugged. "Sure. What is it, Twilight?"

"I'm researching a magical effect I discovered. Applejack, would you step away? In case she has something to say, given the nature of the effect, it may be the kind of thing that she would rather not say around you." After a moment, she added, "Though it does seem like another possible effect may be to be unusually willing to share such thoughts."

Applejack sighed, thought, shook her head, and galloped off.

To Apple Bloom, Twilight said, "So… the effect can cause strange, unusual, seemingly inexplicable, generally inappropriate intrusive thoughts."

Applebloom gaped. "Uuuuh."

"I'll take that as a yes. Have these thoughts occurred in particular after talking with Flurry Heart?"

Applebloom's eyes widened. "Uuuuuuuuh." She shook her head, then nodded. "Flurry Heart asked me if I had ever had a special somepony. Ever since then, I've… umm… well. Can I get back to you later?"

Twilight nodded. "You've already said enough to confirm. If you don't feel like you can share it with me, that's fine."

Apple Bloom nodded, swallowed, and took a step back.

"You can go; thanks."

Apple Bloom exited at high speed towards Ponyville; Twilight wrote some notes, then took off and flew at a relaxed pace in the same general direction. I've done everypony else. Interesting results so far. Time to ask Rarity, much as I dread it.

She glided down and knocked at Rarity's back door. Sweetie Belle answered. This threw Twilight off a bit. "Ah. Are you busy? I have some non-urgent but important and private business with Rarity."

Sweetie Belle blinked in surprise, then shrugged. "We were just… gossiping. I can head out."

Twilight smiled to accept her offer, and Sweetie exited. She made her way in; Rarity was lying on the lounge, levitating a glass. She raised an eyebrow. "So, it's time for our talk? I've been expecting you to come by."

"Oh, did one of the others already mention it to you?"

Rarity blinked faster. "I see - different talk, then? What is it, darling?" She fetched another glass and poured Twilight a drink.

"Well, over the past five or six weeks, have you had any… I think I'll wait until you've put down the bottle."

Rarity gave her an eyebrow raise, but finished pouring and put the bottle down.

Twilight continued, "Over the past five or six weeks, have you… note that you're not the only pony I'm asking, here, this has nothing to do with Spike… had any… oh, right, I have a list."

"You seem flustered, dear. What is it?"

Twilight lost her relative comfort now that she was talking about someone who could be including Spike. "Let's see. Have you had any new, unusual, seemingly inexplicable cravings for food?"

Rarity's eyebrow got another workout. "Not as such."

"In the past five or six weeks, have you had any new, unusual, seemingly inexplicable violent urges?"

Rarity properly sat up. "Whatever are you asking about? No!"

Twilight continued through the same list as before and got to the same point… "… any new, unusual, seemingly inexplicable sexual fantasies?"

Rarity nodded. "That's the one you're really asking about, of course. You said it's not about Spike."

"It's not. Thinking about him would be… normal! And… totally explicable, nothing to do with this! Anything else lately?"

Rarity hummed. "No, not lately."

"Reaallly. Innteresting."

"But starting a about a month ago, and ending more recently when Spike and I… arranged our date… yes."

"Can you elaborate?"

Rarity reddened. "Ah, no."

"Details can be important. For instance, I am affected, and I imagine that my family has been shuffled around so that my mother is now my daughter, Shining Armor's her little brother, and I'm married to my father."

"That's merely odd."

"It is a sexual fantasy."

"I stand by my statement."

"Rarity, if it doesn't involve something substantially worse than putting a bag over my head when I was a little filly and shoving me into a wood chipper to make fertilizer for your orchids, I'm not going to bat an eye."

Rarity's eyes widened. "Uuuh. Okay. I… I think this is not as bad as that."

"Good! Then we're fine."

Rarity took a few deep breaths. "So… I'm trying to reconnect with Sweetie Belle and she's complaining that she's older than I treat her. Only she's younger again. And to prove how old she is she begins hitting on stallions. And as the dream goes on she gets younger and younger and more and more brazen…" Rarity's voice dropped to a hiss, "…until she wraps up her street orgy by crawling back into our mother and inviting them all to…" a whisper. "…fuck our mother so she can suck on their tips. Her words. And from the depths of our mother's womb, she calls out 'Do you believe me now, Rarity?' So, I hope you can see why I considered yours merely odd."

"I see. Any others?"

"Well. That one actually continued, in a way. As if all I mentioned before hadn't been quite enough, Sweetie asked if I remembered the time with Fluttershy. So it started a flashback to some earlier time when the six of us were sitting outside at a cafe. Fluttershy was complaining about how tired she was of being so shy. Rainbow Dash suggested that she proposition the next stallion she sees. After that she would be better. And she wasn't sure about it, but the rest of us agreed that if she could do that and walk away with her head high then she'd be over it for sure. So she did. Her attempt started out very cute, with one little exception - she asked Mr. Cake, with his whole family right there. They were so astonished that they just blinked. But the five of us waved encouragingly, and Mr. and Mrs. Cake hesitantly accepted, and Fluttershy kind of tried to do something with him but she clearly didn't know what she was doing. And none of us could help since we weren't actually any more experienced and for purposes of the dream didn't know how things worked. But who came along but my mother and Sweetie Belle. And my mother gently guided Fluttershy through the process, and Sweetie Belle clarified some points, and also coached Pumpkin and Pound as they experimented on each other."

"So… there are two interesting points, here. One is how amazingly willing to talk about this everypony has been. The second is that it stopped for you."

Rarity's eyes widened. "You still have this? Oh my. I guess you implied it earlier, but it didn't really soak in."

Twilight nodded. "So, can you detail how quickly it stopped, and what triggered it?"

"It stopped abruptly and completely, when Spike and I arranged the date and kissed."

"And, ah, did the nature of the thoughts shift to be about him, or did they simply go away?"

"It stopped. I can still remember what I was thinking, but it basically stopped."

"I hate to have to ask, but was that kiss with tongue?"

"No."

"Thank Celestia. If it just requires kissing somepony, with no tongue, that'd be very, very convenient for us."

"There might be more to it than that."

"Of course. Well. I may have more questions later, but that's enough for now." Twilight got up.

"Darling, are you going to leave without seeing if it works?"

Twilight blinked. "What? Kissing? I… guess that'd be helpful. Just in case it works."

Rarity stood and came halfway, and held out a hoof. Twilight approached her in turn and came muzzle to muzzle. She felt Rarity breathing on her nose. She leaned forward, and their lips touched. Rarity applied a little more pressure, then backed away.

Twilight frowned.

Rarity anxiously asked, "Did it help?"

"No, not really."

"I figured it wouldn't, but no harm done."

Twilight took a deep breath. "None except that now I know I like the physical sensation of kissing."

Rarity giggled. "That shouldn't be a surprise."

"Family and friendly kisses have always been… symbolic. This actually felt good." She lowered her head. "I need a coltfriend."