Once they cycled out of the game and back into the null-lobby, Dinky got to work loading up Dreamwalker Saga III with the Scarlet Potion Plugin. Button took a moment to pull off his Dream-Rig and leaned back in his chair to rest, trying to ignore the tent in his jeans from seeing the armored Sweetie Belle looking damn hot while she just dominated her fallen foe. He took a swig from his water bottle and disengaged the camera as he glanced around.

Just like most gamers, they were currently in a basement. The difference was that this basement belonged to them. More or less. They’d rented the two-bedroom house from Filthy Rich for a steal after Sweetie had called in a favor with Diamond Tiara. Even if Diamond had rejected actually taking the favor and done it anyway. Now, both couples were roommates and it couldn’t be better for their four-pony team of top-tier virtual killers.

The basement contained their SparkleTech A531 Terminus rigs, complete with keyboards and mice, not to mention an all-important poniMax XJL3 Magic-VR Dream-Rig for each of them. Button ran a finger along the half-dome device and sighed. Designed to fit around anypony’s head, the device magically connected a pony’s mind to a localized dreamscape that made the game experience real.

Or at least, that’s how Sweetie had explained it. And apparently she had spent the last couple of weeks talking Princess Luna and Princess Twilight about it. Button frankly didn’t understand half of what she’d tried to explain to him.

While there were currently only a half-dozen games that could fully utilize the new tech, what they would be doing tonight was something only one game could do in one place.

“You okay, baby?” Sweetie asked beside him.

Her beautiful white coat was covered in a thin sheen of sweat, her pink and purple mane done up in short curls. Sweetie’s green eyes sparkled as she looked him over. She was dressed in her favorite cute little purple tank top that read ‘I’ve you’re reading this, you’ve been pwned.’ Though the text was a little hard to read considering how her two huge breasts warped the fabric. She also wore her new favorite addition to her wardrobe: a crazy short tartan schoolgirl-style skirt. It was so short, the way she crossed her legs in her chair beside him gave him a glimpse of the lacy black panties beneath.

The only other thing she wore was her plain, silken silver collar, something she never took off these days.

“Yeah, just an intense round,” Button replied, running a hand through his hair as he eyed the three potions on his desk. They mirrored the three on Pip’s desk. “I didn’t exactly want to get trashed on stream. Wouldn’t do good for our numbers.”

“Our numbers will be fine, hot stuff,” Sweetie giggled, her eyes darting to the gigantic bed Dinky and her managed to levitate down here for tonight’s event. “You saw what happened with Joystick. And the new potions I got from Zecora are even better than last month. I’ve already talked with Dinky and we’re all set up.”

“What do you mean better—” Button began, but was cut off by Dinky calling out.

“Okay, we’re ready to go!” Dinky called from inside her helmet. “They’re begging for you, Button! Well, begging for Joystick.”

“Ain’t no rest for the wicked,” Sweetie cooed, almost yanking him out of his chair with a hungry kiss. “Now, let’s have some fun!”

With that, she pushed him back and pulled down her Dream-Rig, entering their little shared dreamscape. Button shifted uncomfortably, prayed that the new version of the plugin wouldn’t pick up everything and came back in.

He materialized back in the null-lobby they used for all their local games. Only this time, things were different. This time, they weren’t armored or even armed with weapons. They were… just themselves.

An adorable blonde filly busied herself on a floating control panel to Button’s right. Just a few months younger than Button, Dinky actually looked like she had barely graduated high school with that innocent face, too-cute ponytail and shy smile. However, the fact that she had breasts even bigger than Sweetie’s and wore tight button tops that always seemed just minutes from breaking under the strain showed she was a bit older than that. Oddly enough, she was wearing that little black collar again tonight. She’d just starting wearing it a few months ago, about the same time Sweetie had started wearing her silver one.

He’d ask about them later. Now wasn’t the time.

“Okay, so, here’s the deal!” Sweetie announced to the stream as she spun in place, showing off her outfit. “Today, we’re using the Scarlet Potion Plugin for something new, different and very hot. Instead of the heroes we normally play, you’ll see us as we are in the real world in real time. We’ll still materialize weapons, shields, plus get armor stats and buffs, but you’ll be seeing us exactly as we are in our basement. And yes, we’re all together!”

Sweetie looked as hot as ever, still in her little skirt and t-shirt as she brought up the feed from one of the larger cameras they used to show them actually playing, then focused on the giant bed in the center of the room.

“The Scarlet Wonderland’s a special place, all you horny stallions and mares!” Sweetie continued as she ran her hands over her breasts to tease the audience. “The only place on the web for totally NSFW gaming streams! With that in mind, we’ve got some special rules tonight. From this point on, nopony can change their clothes except to remove them.

The chat feed when a little crazy.

“The plugin in our game will install a lust meter after we get past the opening cinematic. This does various things in the game depending on how high you are. In about a minute, all of us will take a minor lust potion. As we play, the more likes we get as a team, the higher all our lust levels get. You like just one of us, their lust levels go up. It gets too bad or they’re voted to take a ‘slut break’ by the rest of the team, they go and get themselves off on that huge bed. Little catch: our SOs can help as long as we’re not in immediate combat.”

Now, the chat feed when a lot crazy.

“Hey, wait, a lust potion?” Button hissed over a private channel to Sweetie. “You didn’t say anything about that. Come on, that’s pushing it!”

“Hot stuff, I doubt anyone will notice a difference with you,” Sweetie giggled over the channel. “Anyway, we bought these rigs off the funds from the last few streams. This is going to make us a ton of bits.”

Sweetie looked up again at their invisible audience. “I could bore you with all the magic ways I found to make the potions interact with our tech, but that’s not what you’re here for. I’ll leave those in the session notes for those who want them. And if you’re good enough.”

She winked at the ceiling.

“Button? If you’d tell them the goals while Dinky starts the game?” Sweetie said with all the poise of a professional radio host.

Button nodded and took a deep breath, hoping Sweetie—and he—knew what they were doing.

“You’ve all got bars on the bottom of your screen showing our bit count. Each marker shows what it’ll do. When we reach a marker, you can vote to adjust the transformation. So yes, you wanna set big-titted Joystick tonight? Get enough funds in the right toggle, and you get her.” Button quietly hoped they wouldn’t, though he knew better. “As far as gender swaps potions go, I’m first, then Pip. We’ll each chug it down in a sec, then we’ll be able to change. The girls have a different potion that allows other modifications, but nothing crazy. They’re also the only ones who can turn down the changes.”

“Total bollocks,” Pip muttered, but he was grinning. “We become toys to the masses, the girls get to watch.”

“Sounds like a good time to me,” Sweetie stage-whispered in her huskiest voice.

The lobby suddenly shifted to a large gray field with strangely curved trees on every side and a narrow green creek wandering through it. Button glanced behind them to see the Dreamwalker Waygate, a massive archway made of glittering stone, still flickering with pink energy. Within the Waygate stood a swirling vortex of soft greenish light.

“We’ve also hidden some secret triggers in the colts’ systems,” Sweetie said to the air. “You’ll find those out as we go. Whoever triggers them gets sole control over how those go down!”

“You two are planning something, I know it,” Pip said, his Trottingham accent getting thicker as he glanced between Sweetie and Dinky. “Out with it!”

Dinky blushed, but Sweetie grinned back at Pip.

Barely as tall as his girlfriend, the pinto stallion with the orange and white coat looked as skinny as the day he graduated high school. However, Button knew that while he might be lean, two years as part of Luna’s Guard had made most of that pure muscle. Pipsqueak ran his hand through his mop of messy brown hair and gave the world his trademark a coltish grin while shaking his head.

“We might be planning something,” Sweetie admitted. “And you’re not gonna find out until it’s too late. Button, the last part?”

Button spied something flying high above and swallowed. He’d played Dreamwalker Saga III enough times to know what was going to probably happen next, but he’d never done it in M-VR before. This could get intense, especially with the difficulty set to four.

“The last part…” Button said with a slightly nervous laugh. “Pip and I have both agreed to take a special sealing potion that will lock the two of us in as Joystick and Pipi. Yup. We’re putting it on the line here, slackers. Putting our cocks for sale. You just got to pay the one million bits to buy them.”

“And if you’re wondering, loves,” Pip continued, his eyes tracking the flying thing. “Yes, we’ve spent time as mares and yes, we obviously like it. We’ve actually agreed to this… but don’t expect it. That being said, Button likes it way more. I hear he spends half the week with Sweetie as a mare.”

“More like a quarter,” Sweetie said offhandedly.

“Sweetie!” Button cried. “Traitor!”

“What?” Sweetie asked, the very picture of innocence. “Not my fault if that potion keeps getting into your Dragonfires through some accident.”

“Okay, does that about cover it?” Button demanded, eager to get off the fact of him actually enjoying his spiked energy drinks. “Because that thing’s getting close.”

“I kinda hope it does,” Dinky commented as she shifted closer to Pip. “Because that thing is huge!”

“Yup!” Sweetie shouted. “So, fillies and colts, let’s play! Game on!”

The dragon descended on them in a rush of scale, claw and wing.

Author's Note

I might have had too much fun coming up with weapons and tech for this chapter and the last one~!

Well, we've got the stakes. Anypony wanna guess how long they last~??

See a mistake? Lemme know by PM, cuties~! <3