Starry awoke to a strange warmth wandering over her body. It was similar to that ache she’d been feeling all day. She’d barely managed to beat it down when they arrived at this stupid house. But now, it was back and back with a vengeance.

It felt as if somepony were incessantly teasing their feathers along her sex. She couldn’t believe how amazing it felt. Especially since—considering how wet she was already—she’d been feeling it for quite some time.

There was nothing for it. She needed Courage. Badly.

“Courage, honey?” Starry called, her voice low and sultry. “Um… I know I’ve been a little harsh with you today, but… oh dammit, something about this place… I need you.”

Saying those words felt wonderful, almost as if someone had just licked her sex from top to bottom. She couldn’t stop the moan from escaping her lips as she rubbed at her aching pussy.

“So, um… Courage… I…” She hesitated. “Courage?”

Her silence was odd. No matter what, Courage always tended to wake up to her sounds of need. She slowly worked her way through the sheets, leaving a few damp spots as she went.

When she got to the other side, there was nopony there.

“Courage?” she called louder, getting a little worried, though her need didn’t lessen.

Still no answer.

Frowning, she got out of bed and trotted for the main door. But every movement felt strange and sensual, like invisible hooves wandering over her. By the time she reached the first stairway, she was panting. By the time she made it down the stairs, she was whimpering. Unable to stop herself, she hurried downward, her wet sex beginning to drip down her leg.

Some part of her asked silly questions, like why she was so damn horny. The rest of her didn’t care. She needed… she needed…

Starry stumbled onto the ground level and let out a low, lewd mewl of need.

You need to be fucked by your Master.

Starry nodded despite herself. She knew she didn’t have a Master, but she also knew she needed somepony else’s touch. She would do nearly anything for that. This wasn’t the kind of need she could solve on her own.

There was only one place Courage could be. Only one place left. As the sounds of the storm increased outside, she stumbled for the main doors to the alchemical lab.

Time to meet the new you, assistant.

She threw open the door. There was a sound of breaking glass. She opened her mouth to shout and inhaled a lungful of some sort of gas. But it didn’t make her hack or cough. It… it was more like mist. And it smelled wonderful. Like potions and sex. She’d never thought of those two things as a particularly stimulating combination before, but right now, as she breathed in the fumes, she couldn’t get enough.

Without thinking, she stepped into the cloud. The pegasus shivered as it began to slowly work its way into her system.

Starry didn’t move until the mist was thin enough to see the figure outlined in the moonlight just beyond the magical furnace. She gasped at the sight, lust radiating from her like a bonfire. She wanted to run to that figure. Beg that figure to do anything and everything to her.

But it wasn’t the right time.

She hadn’t been summoned. She wasn’t needed yet. Still, she was confident she would be needed soon.

So, she waited like the good assistant she was.

Author's Note

She's such a good assistant! Isn't she~?

Lemme know about mistakes in PMs! <3