The Last Sunny Days of Equestria

At the Castle of Friendship an abrupt meeting was called, with everypony who could battle the invading forces summoned. Most of them packed into the chambers, with only a few choosing to stay behind; using the argument that they were needed to stand by on guard, just in case. It was decided Celestia, Luna, and the Pillars would keep watch for the moment.

Princess Twilight's eyes darted between the attendees. “Where's Discord?”

“Probably off playing one of his pranks,” answered pony Rainbow Dash who hovered nearby.

“Oh, I do hope he's okay.” Pony Fluttershy pursed her lips.

“Discord can take care of himself, can't he?” Sunny grinned, standing near the back where the Dazzlings were. “Besides, we have two sets of element bearers. Just a little more training and we should clean up the Titans in no time!”

“I do hope our confidence isn't misplaced,” noted Rarity. “Our only real lead at the moment is Shadow Scythe, but it's obvious she can't be working alone. But who could possibly be behind this? Somepony new? Most villains have been dealt with...”

“I'm always up for descending back into Tartarus and dealing with that traitor,” said Tempest Shadow. “Unfortunately, its a constantly shifting labyrinth filled with a menagerie of monsters in its depths. A perfect place for Scythe to lay a trap.”

Suddenly the map in the table's center started to light up everywhere. A resonance sounded, and they realized Titans were on a rampage again, this time several attacking at once. This time they were spreading across Equestria, the calls more than even their numbers could answer without splitting their large parties quite a bit.

But before they could even begin to take in this news, an astral projection manifested above the map; the glowing apparition of Shadow Scythe, with her deathly pale blue coat and white mane, looming over the onlookers. “No more games,” she announced. “You want the soul of Inky Rose? Then come and take it...if you dare!” She waved a forehoof and portals began to manifest.

“Oh, and you're wondering what happened to Discord?” She tossed back her head and laughed, the beheaded statue landing with a thunk from one of the rifts in reality. Fluttershy rushed over to the defaced statue, whimpering and sobbing while she tried to piece back together the shattered chunks. “That's what he gets for attempting to interfere!”

Fluttershy's eyes were pink when she screamed, “You monster!”

Beatrix Belladonna looked at one of the portals. “Sunset Shimmer, can you hear me? Maybe we can-” From the nexus suddenly emerged a series of coil-like strands, wrapping around her and pulling her in. Everypony scattered, but more reached out, seizing the Dazzlings, Sunny, and the pony versions of Fluttershy and Rarity who were closest by them.

Shadow Scythe's cruel, mocking laughter continued to echo throughout the room as she faded away. The tears in reality faded just as quickly and silence momentarily settled over chamber. Princess Twilight and Tempest Shadow were already hard at work trying to track the magical signature of the intruder, but found it difficult, especially since hers was overwhelmed by the Titans raging all over Equestria. They had no choice but to divide their forces and try to deal with this threat...

*****

An eerie miasma blanketed a dew-covered forest seemingly in the midst of nowhere. And within it sat what appeared to be an elaborate dollhouse somehow blown up to mansion size. The baroque architecture was lined with gargoyles to frighten away interlopers. It stood several stories high, barely visible in the barely-lit dawn and wrapped in a glowing shroud.

A thud sounded when the portal deposited the captives into its innards. A massive spiderweb lined decrepit hallways filled with webbing, and at its center was pinned Beatrix, who squirmed helplessly. “H-help,” she called nearly emptying her bladder when a demonic spider the size of a wagon with clicking mandibles and multiple crimson eyes crawled her way.

“Just hold on,” cried Sunny who tried to untangle the threads around her. However they merely pulled even tighter.

“We're fucked,” yelled Aria who's new lamia form was almost able to squirm out of her binds.

“Don't give up!” Adagio realized just how sharp the teeth in these new monstrous forms were, and started to chew through the sticky webs. Unfortunately she realized by the time she made it through their new ally would be pumped full of venom that would reduce her organs to sludge and leave her a tasty snack for the hellish monster that captured them.

Rarity attempted her own escape, telekinetically unwinding the threads with precise care, much like when she worked a new outfit. It was working well, but sadly she knew it would take far too long to possible save the prisoner.

“Um, Mr. Spider?” Fluttershy stared at the creature who paused. “I know you're hungry, but if you don't mind terribly, could you let us go? They're all friends of mine, and I'd be terribly sad if I lost any of them.”

The spider flexed its jaws while thinking it over, his multiple legs covered in tons of tiny fine hairs.

“O-oh my,” blushed Fluttershy while she listened to his bizarre chattering. “But I simply couldn't...”

Aria raised an eyebrow. “What's he saying?”

“Well, um, he...he says he'll let us go...but if we can't feed him, we'll have to compensate him in some...other way.” Shy mumbled the words, barely able to make herself say them aloud. “But I can't make that decision for them.”

“Meh, these aren't our real bodies.” Aria shrugged. “Why not?”

“You have a point,” said Adagio. “And I am eager to try out this succubus guise.”

Sonata giggled. “This should be fun! It'll be totes like old times, right sisters? Like when we used to go around seducing whatever creatures wandered our way...” She stared upwards with a blissful sigh, recalling better times.

Sunny shrugged. “Guess we don't have much choice, huh?”

“I'd rather not be a snack,” admitted Beatrix who continued to wiggle helplessly.

“Very well. I shall make this sacrifice too,” announced Rarity. She added more quietly, “Thank heavens he isn't my first...”

Readying his spinneret, the spider shot out more gooey strands, like a rain of bukkake that splattered all over the mares. He drew them into his shimmery web, depositing them around Belladonna. “Um,” the witch said. “Are you sure about this-?”

“I know Mr. Spider will keep his end of the bargain,” assured Shy who nevertheless shivered a bit at his approach.

His digits lined up with each of their slits, struggling to find the one that started on the pony portion of Aria and trailed into her serpent lower half, and then he slowly pushed into their moist tunnels. Squelches sounded and flecks of pussy juice spattered while he filled them, a chorus of moans resounding as he started to claim them with rough stabs.

Blushes crossed their faces, Mr. Spider's penis starting to slide out, wet and thick. His fiery eyes trailed over them, uncertain which he should take fully to satisfy himself. Predictably he settled on Flutters, positioning himself to mount her.

“Be gentle,” she murmured coyly with a sultry smile and half-lidded eyes. “At least, at first.” He pierced her, spreading her pussy open, carving it to fit his shape. She whined when he gradually started to hump her.

“Always knew she was a closet freak,” mumbled Aria.

“Perhaps we all are,” admitted Adagio who was enjoying this just as much as her sisters.

Beatrix said, “You won't have lots of little spider-babies I hope?”

“I-I don't think we're compatible,” wheezed Shy between huffs. “But with magic, you...you never know?”

Squishes sounded when he continually speared them. They wiggled and writhed, spattering its hairy extensions with love nectar, which dripped down it. Flutters winked and milked Mr. Spider, who finally lost control, burying himself completely into her when he started to unload. His mandibles twitched, his abdomen throbbing each time he pumped more cum into her.

Her belly swelled almost to bursting once he finally finished. Satisfied, he withdrew from them all with a wet pop, their holes gaping and oozing with feminine honey when he started to unwind his threads. “Th-thanks, Mr. Spider!” Fluttershy wobbled and drops rolled from her with pitter-patters, nuzzling her cheek against his face and patting it with a warm smile.

“Not bad,” mused Adagio who stretched lazily. “Wouldn't you agree, sister?”

“Yeah,” admitted Aria who was similarly basking in her afterglow. “These new bodies are pretty sweet!”

With their end of the deal kept Mr. Spider withdrew back into the bleakness with a skitter, leaving them to explore further into the decrepit dollhouse unimpeded. Taking a few moments to compose themselves, Sunny took the lead, their nominal commander despite her lack of any offensive abilities. She started up a winding staircase which creaked with each step.

They trotted after her, their silhouettes seeming to crawl over the uneven interiors. The architecture was designed at odd angles, like something out of a surreal painting, or perhaps an unfinished sketch blotted in ink.

The party reached the second floor where a seemingly endless hallway stretched out. Sunny started to choose a direction at random, having to admit much as this place creeped her out, it seemed to suit Inky Rose to a tee.

“Enjoying yourselves?” Maniacal laughter sounded throughout the haunted house.

“Show yourself,” demanded Rarity with a snort.

At the end of the corridor appeared Shadow Scythe who raised a forehoof, the dark sphere of Inky's soul hovering above. “Not another step,” she warned when Rarity started to advance. “Or else I'll swallow it!”

“You murdered Discord,” cried Fluttershy with teary eyes.

“He did himself in by interfering. And now that you're all in my trap? Well, you'll soon follow!” Around them the halls seemed to rotate, making them tumble about, their senses assaulted from all sides. Vertigo threatened to overwhelm them, enveloped by a nightmare that refused to relent. The Grim Reaper floated towards them, her scythe raised for a fatal stroke.

“You...won't beat us,” swore Rarity who clenched her teeth and strained. “Everypony, haven't you realized it yet? I'm not certain how, but she's somehow sucked us into a dream! And that means the normal rules do not apply!”

What her new allies nor their enemy knew was that she'd once been turned into what was dubbed 'Nightmare Rarity'; and that once she'd been purified by the love of her friends she still had access to an angelic version of that guise. At her will she became taller, more regal and imposing, her mane growing longer and flowing ethereally around her radiant, glowing form.

She resembled an angel, almost blinding in her golden-white illumination. In her presence Shadow Scythe was forced to withdraw, the shifting area settling back to normalcy. She tried to ready her scythe for a blind swipe, when Aria slithered up and swatted her back with her tail. At the same time Adagio flew towards her, using a jar she borrowed from Sonata to scoop up Inky's soul. “No,” cried the Reaper with a glare. Her silver blade arced out with a swish, a crimson mist tossed about.

“Ah,” screamed Sonata when the metal sliced into her torso. She'd barely missed being beheaded, but crumpled in a pool of her own spreading blood, her body shaking and kicking while the life drained from her.

Hisses sounded from Adagio and Aria who backed the Reaper into a corner, ready to shred her to pieces. Beatrix used her cape to wrap up Sonata, trying to help Sunny stifle the bleeding, while Rarity continued to light the area, leaving the Reader nowhere to escape. Unable to teleport away, Shadow Scythe bared her teeth at them, ready to go down in a bloodbath if necessary.

The haunted dollhouse started to rumble. Portions of it collapsed, and Fluttershy narrowly evaded chunks of debris that crashed down, shattering a part of the floor. The top was ripped off the house, a swirling vortex whirling above, threatening to suck them in. They were forced to cling to whatever was available, boards ripped away in the midst of the howling winds.

A playfully malicious voice boomed, “Looks like I have to clean up your mess after all!”

The dreamscape Shadow Scythe had lured them into was ripped away. She stared hatefully above. “Arabus, the Titan of Storms? Grogar betrayed me!” She realized with her failure he'd abandoned her to die, that perhaps he'd intended to betray her since the start before she could do the same, in order to seize all the souls he'd collectedly as his own. But before she could complain further a gust of wind hurtled the screaming Reaper into the distance.

Gray clouds above took shape. Golden claws unfurled from it, matching a stylized bearded and beaked face with fiery orange eyebrows. The fluffy wisps took on shapes that resembled flowing hair, wings, and a tail, empty black eyes studying his new prey. To the Elemental they were little more than toys his master provided to amuse him...