Hyrulequestria

Ch.4

“Fuuuuck~!” I moaned, naked and finding out things about me that I hadn’t thought to be true. That and how canine cocks worked. “That was…”

“Great? Amazing? Mind-blowing? Take your pick, all of them will please your Princess.” Nightmare panted from atop me, my new dick’s knot keeping us locked groin to groin, and she was still wearing her jacket, but all the bouncing had freed her huge basketball-sized knockers to the air, the mountain chill and her arousal stiffening her fingertip-sized buds and swelling her boobs to nearly a quarter more their usual bowling ball size. I mean, I heard girl’s tits swell when they’re turned on, but whoa.

“Ah, all of the above.” I huffed, looking at her four-pack stomach. “We didn’t use protection though.”

“Hah! It’s out of season and even if it wasn’t I did use a quick contraceptive spell before we got really busy. That’s part of why I sucked your balls.” Nightmare declared before laying on me, her huge breasts keeping her from getting too close but letting her get close enough to nuzzle me.

“Oh,” I said, blushing as I felt her shift her hips before hugging me.

“You’re such a cuddly little toy, I just want to snuggle you forever.” Nightmare murmured as the chill of the night started to set in.

“Okay.” I sighed as magic pulled the covers over us, though I did have a nagging question now that we settled in and well this, but I didn’t want to voice it.

Nightmare sighed as her left hand rubbed my back and her face turned to slight worry as if I wasn’t there before she kissed me.

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When I woke up, it was to the sadly familiar sensation of Nightmare gone, only I finally realized why I felt so good in the mornings. Nightmare may have, possibly, been fucking me in my sleep. Hot, creepy, but hot. It would also explain how after that first night where my dream ended in a flash of pink, that I hadn’t had a single vivid dream since.

“Okay, so she definitely thinks of me as a Lover then. Or at least a pet to coddle.” I groaned, getting up and looking at myself, not seeing anything to mark ‘ownership’ or any other weird furry fetishist garbage. Looking at my naked form over a bit more, I had noticed my length was about the same as when I was human, but my family jewels were bigger. Why didn’t I notice that before when going to the bathroom? Wait, were they always this big?

My insecurities over my body shelved after a moment, I quickly dressed in my trousers and tunic before leaving the room to check out the other rooms. It seemed Nightmare claimed the room across from ours...oh hell, we’re still sharing a room, uh, right. The room across from ours seems to have been claimed as her magic forge, and the room next to ours, across from Nicole’s, turned out to be a privy. A thankfully clean privy that vanished everything that went in. I hope nobody lost a limb to that thing…

“Don’t put your leg in there. It’s what I used time magic for.” Star Swirled told me as he floated by. “It rapidly accelerates the time of what passes through it to the point its basic fertilizer. Then it gets magically distributed across the property.”

“So it’s the ultimate composting toilet. Cool.” I casually replied as I buttoned my fly back up, having finished my business. “Don’t even have to flush either.”

“Yes, but put the safety seat down too please.” He told me before grabbing a book from the convenient reading shelf in here with his white magic and floating off.

“Hey, speaking of which! Could you let me out? I’ve gotta go!” Nicole pleaded through her door, even pounding on it. Well, at least she survived the sexual onslaught of that book.

“Fine.” I sighed, lifting the bar to the door. “Let's have you relieved then back to your room.”

“Uh, I’m not into piss or scat play, so if you could stand outside the bathroom that’d be great,” Nicole said as she quickly sprinted to the privy, and slammed the door shut. “Whoa! Fancy outhouse in here. Smells like mint too.” I cringed in disgust as I heard her start going number 2, so I just closed the deadbolt and moved to her room where I could still keep an eye on the door without having to hear the opera of the Great Mighty Poo.

“What should I do today?” I wondered as I looked around. The room Nicole was in had pictures of the sun, and a painting of two mares, one white and the other a deep midnight blue. The blue one looked like Nightmare...but with a smaller bust and wider hips, younger too. This room actually had furniture I didn’t recognize beyond those too. There was a bed with night-themed blankets and moon carvings in the ebony headboard and baseboard.

“Yeah, she gave me a really nice room!” I jumped at Nicole returning to the room, without an escort, and jumping onto the bed, bouncing on it to the point her antlers nearly hit the ceiling. “This bed is nearly indestructible! All my attempts to break furniture down to try and escape last night were useless! Also, I found a stuffed toy that is really soft!” Nicole cheered, but my eyes were glued to those delicious DDs as they tried to bust out of her jacket.

“Uh.” I awkwardly uttered as I backed away, waving at her before closing the door, putting the bar back in.

“Cows her age are really energetic.” I yipped at Nightmare appearing behind me, but I groaned as she grabbed my butt with one hand and rubbed my groin with the other as she pressed into my back. “If she lives to adulthood she’ll be quite the looker too.”

“Sh-she’s not a-an adult?” I panted, my dick tenting my trousers and I whined as she grabbed me through my pants.

“Nope. She’s about 15 from what I got from her mind as she slept. Turns out the caribou practice a required military enlistment starting at age 14 and giving them an option to leave anytime after they’re 18.”

“Really?” I huffed and looked about, feeling exposed as Nightmare kissed my ear. “Th-then we killed kids?”

“Not really John. She was the youngest of her squad and from what she knew the others were nearly full adults aside from the sergeant, who was in her 30s.” Nightmare’s explanation soothed my guilt a bit, but then I had to wonder since their sergeant looked rather young too. Caribou must have incredible genes.

“Ah~, sh-shouldn’t we at least g-get to the bedroom?” I gasped as she reached into my trousers, actually jacking me off. “Wh-where is this c-coming from~?” I moaned, leaning against Nicole’s door as the Princess pleasured me.

“Hm~!” Nightmare purred as she nibbled on my ear and I heard Nicole whine. “Do I need a reason to want to make my pet squirm?”

“G-generally yes~?” I grunted, thrusting into her hand and spasming as I jizzed in my pants, panting as she withdrew her hand, and I watched her lean around me to let me see her lick my jizz up with a victorious smirk.

“Simply? I love seeing you a shuddering mess. Otherwise, it’s because I’m venting my frustration on you and enjoying how much you need me.” Nightmare purred as she rubbed her spit-slick hand into my chest.

I huffed and leaned into her as she kissed and nibbled me, the Caribou begging behind the door, even threatening to whip out squiggy if we didn’t help her sudden needs. Did she name the damn thing?

“What should we do now?” I questioned, Nightmare sighing as she went back to thinking.

“Finish settling in here for sure, and get more information.” She stated, looking to the door. “Where is this ‘bitch’ you speak of?”

“Like I would know. She’s with the king, she’s always moving around. There is a pink one we don’t have chained up. She fled with others to the arid badlands of Abyssinia to the south and the bugs down there prevent us from finding them. ” Nicole told us.

“Anything else you can remember?” Nightmare asked, cooing at me as she rubbed against my back.

“Um…the pink one was like six when she and this group left.” Nicole huffed. “Our king was planning on training her to be a cocksleeve from what the rumors were.”

“And...?” Nightmare insisted.

“And there was some spooky ponies that are living out in the Smokey Mountains to the west! We also control nearly half of the known world.” Nicole whined. “Relief please!”

“Hm~,” Nightmare hummed before taking me away from the door. “Come I want to show you something.”

Nicole whined and called for Mister Squiggy as we left her there and Nightmare brought me to the new forge in the room next door to Nicole. “What is it you want to show me?” I asked, my ears faintly hearing Star Swirl mumbling nearby.

“Armor, better than what you took into battle before.” Nightmare informed me as she presented a green and brown padded tunic and trousers with a matching green padded hood/coif with a ‘sock’. “It’s a star-spider silk gambeson with very fine mithril chain woven between the inner and outer layer of padding. Quiet, warm, and very good at protecting you from impact and slashing damage. Though if your opponent has a rather good piercing weapon, keep your distance.”

“Whoa...um, silk? Won’t this make me stand out?” I asked as I ran my hand over the literal silky smooth diamond pattern that had an undeniable firmness under the rather thin layer of padding.

“Oh, it won’t.” Nightmare chuckled. “Because I’ve enchanted it with several stealth-oriented charms. It has a simple Notice-Me-Not as well as a more complex disguise illusion that will make you look like a fairly flat-chested caribou. Other than that, it is enchanted to muffle your movements and help you blend into your surroundings, especially with shadow or darkness.”

“Did you remember to add in the anti-anti-magic runes to protect the other enchantments from anti-magic?” Star Swirl asked as he floated his head inside the door to the magic forge.

“Of course master, I’m no amateur and these oversexed cows have already caught me with my skirt down once. I’m not letting that happen again.” Nightmare asserted and I rubbed my temple at them saying something so long-winded repeatedly.

“Uh...couldn’t you just call anti-magic Null or something? You keep adding on another word I don’t think you need to.” I commented to them in reference to the term Anti-Anti-Magic, and they blinked at me. Well, insomuch as a floating skull can blink.

“Hm? Well...that’s...actually a good idea. Keep him around girl.” Star Swirl hovered off, Nightmare turning back to me.

“So yes, this is an exquisite set of light armor that I have made for the purpose of you skulking in the shadows. It should also make hunting, spying, and thievery much easier for you.” Nightmare then stared at me, before pouting. “Well? Put it on!”

“Okay!” I chuckled in excitement and started getting the armor on. Finding it well-fitting and getting it on in one easy go. It even replaced my normal clothes...why do I have antlers poking out the sides of the hood. “Uh...oh, my voice!” My voice was now a female! I looked down, and I saw small breasts. Curiously, I poked it, but my finger sank past it without contact and touched my male chest.

“It’s not a transfiguration, so don’t let anyone touch your chest or antlers as they’re entirely for show. And watch your tail, it may look like a tiny caribou puff but it’s still a foxtail.” Nightmare warned me with a stern and cautious tone.

“Weird,” I said, curling my mostly invisible tail around my waist like a belt and I looked at the rest of my body. “So should I try spying then?”

“No. I’ve been getting far more information in my search through the dream realm. You, however, can much more easily go into towns and fetch things we need.” Nightmare then reached into my new hood to pull up a scarf attached to sides and bottom of the hood over my snout, then produced a...shopping list.

“Oh,” I said, only a little disappointed. “So where do I go?”

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“To Canterlot she says, it’s the capital and you’ll find everything she says,” I grumbled to myself, sidestepping caribou citizens in the cobblestone streets of what was clearly once a glorious city of marble and golden motif. Now the gold was being stripped from the architecture and replaced with silver, the damage being fixed with some sort of foamy concrete. Wait, Earth had that stuff too. Aircrete? Hm, a similar era as WW2. In fact, sections of the cobblestone streets were being paved over in the stuff.

“Such a shame, it was such a beautiful city.” Commented a citizen as she eyed the work being done.

“You knew this was going to happen. It’s standard for us to remind our conquests who is the ultimate kingdom. They can’t understand that if their own gaudy construction was left alone.” Answered another.

“Well sorry if I liked my new home with gold filigree…” Grumbled the other, the rest of the conversation fading as I continued onward.

“Crap, really?” I muttered while looking around, spotting a shop with a sign of a mortar and pestle that I thought would have this...wild buck? “Okay, what is wild buck?” I entered and immediately smelled...was that weed? Not that disgusting diesel treated crap either, actual freshly-grown and harvested Mary Jane ready for smoking or cooking. “Wait no, ugh, I can’t get addicted to that.” I groaned.

“You want something?” A brown mare with a Collar around her neck asked from her seat behind the counter, looking dead bored as she leaned her cheek on one hand while the other played with the long-chain binding her to the counter.

“Um, I need something called...Wild Buck?” I asked as I looked at the list again.

“Yeah, it’s Alcohol mixed with Buckweed.” She told me and pointed at the Marijuana plant in the pot next to her. “Been made for thousands of years, we ponies used it for cooking, yadda yadda. It’ll get you wasted and hard in minutes just like your friends told you.”

“Why would she need this? Eugh, whatever, not my business. How much for...four bottles?” I asked as I checked the amount Nightmare wanted.

“If you somehow still have Bits, it’s 5 bits a bottle. If you’re using Pfennigs, it’s 10 a bottle.” The mare boredly informed me, and I picked out 20 of the fairly thick plain gold coins Nightmare gave me. “Whoa~! Someone didn’t turn in their spoils. Don’t worry, they’ll be properly smelted down back to ingots. Thank you for supporting your local Gesundheit pharmacy.” The mare declared a bit more cheerfully as she rubbed the coins wistfully after handing me the bottles.

“No problem,” I replied while backing out with my goods in my shopping sack quickly. I had to flee as my hands had done something seemingly on their own, picking the lock on her collar with a lockpick Nightmare made for me before she noticed I was gone. I also noticed my bag was heavier than four bottles. Once down the street I pulled my bag open and was shocked I had grabbed one more. “How’d I do that?”

“SOME BITCH DID WHAT?!” I heard from the shop I recently left before I ducked into an alley and hid in the shadows. Damn it all John. You have one job! One job! And you’re blowing it on the fact you forgot you’re fucking Robin Hood now! I stayed hidden in the alley as a couple of soldiers sprinted down the street, checking my alley but missing me.

“Must have been some teen thinking getting a mare paddled would be funny.” A soldier huffed. “A number of those pranks have been going on lately. Good thing the slave reported it.”

“Yeah, otherwise her owner might turn her into a sex doll instead of just getting a paddling.” Replied another.

“Okay, John. Keep an eye on your filthy fingers.” I whispered to myself before standing up and heading out the alley and looking at the list. “What was next…? Oof!” I grunted as I walked face-first into a tall cow’s fairly huge chest. She was easily as busty as Nightmare, but about 2 feet taller.

“Whoa~ there! I know I’m a looker, but couldn’t you save some boob-diving for the second date?” The cow joked and I backed up, seeing the 8-foot tall cow was decked out in a black version of the nazi uniform, red bands, swastikas...medals...oh. FUCK.

“I’m sorry, I’m just shopping today,” I told her, trying to keep her from touching. “Um...do you know where I can find garden seeds?”

“Hah! If I had the time to worry about growing a garden I’d be back home, not in this gaudy backwater. Sorry little girl, but I haven’t a clue where you could find those.” The big and obviously important cow replied, a hand on one hip, the other adjusting her officer cap, and pressing those head-sized tits out into her half-unbuttoned vest, mirroring Nightmare’s preferred look lately.

“Oh, okay, sorry. I thought I’d practice, just finished my 4-year service and wanted to pick up a hobby now that I have more personal time.” I muttered, hoping Robin’s silver tongue would work as I shifted to hide my boner. Hopefully, the illusion would help with that.

“Ah, to be young and selfish. If I’d left the service after my first four years I wouldn’t have become a colonel! But to each their own, good day citizen!” The cow moved to the side, and before I could feel relief, she leaned down and slapped my ass, making me yelp and she laughed in response as she left, the traffic parting for the colonel. “Hope to see you around.”

“...A colonel huh?” I muttered to myself. I looked at the list, then back at the back of the busty high-ranking soldier. “...Fuck it. I can spare a bit of time before I head back, and I have a teleport charm when I’m ready to go home anyway.”

I started trailing her as she walked down the road, actually finding most of what I needed to on the way. Vegetable seeds for a diverse garden, some maps, books on the war, some damn weird cakes which Nightmare demanded I pick up, and a clock. Only thing I couldn’t find was dragon scales. Not bad for trying to stay unnoticed too.

It was about an hour of shadowing her until the Colonel arrived at the massive palace that bordered the edge of the plateau...what is with these ponies and making cities on plateaus? Whatever, keeping by her was easy thanks to a combination of the stealth skills Robin granted me, and the way-too-good armor Nightmare gave me. I slipped past the soldiers at the gate and withheld a chuckle as I picked one of their pockets and slapped her ass, making her jump and look around but by then I was already gone.

Hm, the coins I picked had the nazi swastika eagle on the back and a number on the front with oak leaves, various numbers such as 1, 5, 20 and 50, and the word Pfennig above the numbers. Unlike Bits, which are plain gold coins, simple and easy to figure since they are actual gold, the caribou seem to use an arbitrary monetary system, maybe even a ‘gold standard’ which would explain why they’re so eager to confiscate Bits and replace them with these worthless metal disks. ‘He who has the gold makes the rules’ after all.

Whatever, I pocketed them in my trouser’s unusually deep pockets, maybe another enchantment, and kept following the colonel through the palace. The battle damage here was extensive, and there were some spots that janitors were still trying to scrub the blood out of. Clearly this nation made a valiant last stand before the end. But that said if Nightmare’s the Princess and her sister is too, what were their parents thinking by sending her sister out to the ruins in the middle of the forest during an invasion?

“Greetings colonel! Early for the meeting again?” I paused and hid behind a support column near the door the colonel was now standing outside. At this door, a pair of guards that looked much more decorated than the rank-and-file but nowhere near the colonel’s uniform was standing at attention.

“Yeah, figured I’d rushed over. You know how impatient the King can get.” the Colonel chuckled.

‘The King?!’ I froze at the realization I likely just got myself in way over my head. If this colonel was meeting with the Caribou King, then there was little to no chance of me getting any closer. I pulled out the little twig Nightmare gave me, the one she said I just had to snap in half and I’d be teleported back home.

“Shush! I know you’re less tactful than other officers colonel, but her presence here is supposed to be a secret!” Harshly stage-whispered one of the soldiers, and the colonel blushed and tugged the visor of her hat down over her eyes.

“Sorry. Just a bit excited to see an old flame again.” She admitted sheepishly, and the soldiers just waved her into the room in exasperation.

‘So the King, still a She apparently. Weird. She isn’t publically supposed to be here. Maybe the security is lax enough that I can slip in, eavesdrop. Shame Nightmare didn’t give me a pistol, I had to come with just my hunting knife.’ To avoid suspicion, obviously. You don’t need big weapons inside a city because the guards are supposed to protect you.

With this new knowledge, I edged along the wall towards the door. If anyone could notice me through the magic in my armor, I would’ve looked silly sidling along the wall like this. Thankfully, these soldiers were professional, and kept their backs straight and stood roughly a foot away from the wall to either side of the door. I squeezed behind the cow and carefully wiggled the door handle. Unlocked. I smirked, opened the door, and then groped the soldier’s ass as I slipped in, her squeak was hilarious.

Inside the room, it was fairly sparse. A couch, coffee table, and a corner desk with chair. All very expensive don’t deny, but that was it. The fact there was nothing between me and the colonel and she still didn’t realize I was here when she looked at the door opening and the soldier squeaking was a testament to how powerful a sorceress Nightmare is. “Hm, must’ve been a draft and the door didn’t catch.”

I quietly sighed out of my nose as my adrenaline raced and my heart pounded. Oh god I love this. I scooted along with the room, not wanting to tempt fate too much as I walked around the edge of the room, leaning into the corner which was fairly shaded compared to the rest of the room.

There I waited, it was at most an hour before the door opened, and I nearly popped a boner at the sight of a white version of Nightmare with a tri-color ethereal mane being led in on the end of a leash, stark naked save her collar and revealing she was fluffier than Nightmare in all areas, but under her thicc flesh I could tell she was still quite firmly muscular. But I couldn’t ignore the dead look in her eyes, the downcast and hopeless draw to her otherwise beautiful face.

My further musing was interrupted when behind her entered a...petite little thing. She was nearly flat-chested and barely broke 5 feet tall. She wore an authoritarian uniform that was more decoration than serviceable, the main difference between her and the colonel besides being petite and albino with pure-white fur and red eyes, as she wore a form-fitting grey-green that had silver buttons and silvery epaulets. This adorable little thing is their King?!

“Carmy~!” The little dictator called out in a far-too-cute squeal as she rushed at the colonel, the white-coated princess left to stand in the middle of the room as the tiny tyrant pounced face-first into the cleavage of the colonel, now dubbed Carmy.

“Yes, my King?” Carmy asked with fondness as she stroked the petite penultimo’s head and neck.

“Those mean bugs in the desert are hurting our soldiers! I want you to go down there and pin them to cork boards!” The King declared as she roughly groped Carmy’s breasts, the cow moaning and panting almost instantly at the attentions of the disturbingly young-looking terror.

“Y-yes m-my King~!” Carmy declared and then her eyes rolled back, her hips thrusting as the tiny terror licked her lips. Holy shit. How did she do that? Was Carmy just that perverse or sensitive?

“Good! If you manage to do it in a month, I’ll even sire an heir with you.” The King declared, before suddenly the door burst open and several soldiers blocked it, Karabiner rifles aiming seemingly at random. “After we find the spy.”

‘What?!’ I yelped in my mind, snapping the stick to escape.

…

Nothing happened. Why am I still here?! Wait, why did Nightmare’s sister gasp and look straight at me with hope suddenly flashing in her eyes?! No! Don’t-I suddenly found myself pressed into the corner, the King herself having suddenly appeared in front of me, pressing on my sternum with impossible strength with just one hand as she leered at me. “I knew I smelled a fox.”

“Gah, get off!” I growled, Robin’s wealth of information coming up with plans, but they all involved this Terror being weak! Not some super strong monster! Robin was used to getting through with cunning, and having the upper hand through planning or superior skills! Not having a half-pint that could toss a car being the one after him!

“You know, that’s a rather clever disguise. If I couldn’t smell your musk under that I wouldn’t have known a non-caribou was even around.” The King casually said as I punched, squirmed, and even tugged on her antlers, but it was like trying to move a solid steel statue! “Hm, but I’m not up for dick. Princess, do you have my bag?”

“Y...yes, my King.” The white Princess wearily answered, her fleeting hope already gone as she reached between her enormous basketball tits and somehow pulled out a large red velvet sack, like Santa's bag.

An eerily familiar distorted echo of Giggling faintly came to my ears, but nobody here was laughing. Why is my chest tingling?

“Good. Fetch me the cursed water.” The Tyrant ordered and I redoubled my squirming, but she pressed harder on my sternum, causing me to scream as it felt like my whole rib cage would break. She lessened the pressure after several seconds, the wind and fight taken out of me. I weakly panted until I was suddenly splashed in the face with water.

Can’t breathe! Chest! Squeezing my lungs! I desperately pulled up on my tunic, the King letting me as I fought to free my somehow compressing torso. “Gah!” I gasped, looking down as huge breasts bigger than Nightmare’s or the White Princess’s swelled from my chest. The King’s eyes widened in excitement as I began tugging on my trousers which were suddenly getting tighter on my hips and rear to the point of pain but got too tight for me to get off.

“Woo! He turned into a real thicc beauty!” The King declared as I looked down at myself in distraught. There’s no way I can use a bow like this~!

“Ah!” I squeaked as the King dropped her pants, and I felt the blood drain from my face as the massive pillar of cervine cock erupted forth and slapped between my new tits.

“Suck! If you want to live to be my new pet. Suck.” The King demanded, the cruel nature of the little monster shining forth.

I growled before a gun was put up to my head by the Colonel, who looked a little disappointed. I whined before opening my mouth my nose smelling this thing’s awful scent. At least, until something changed. I dove down on the bitch-breaker, sucking like my life depended on it, which it did, but cock! Glorious cock! Mm~ so yummy!

The giggling is getting louder. Who’s laughing at me when I’m sucking tasty cock?

“Ah~ she’s good. All it takes is a little motivation and a taste.” I didn’t understand what she was saying, too busy with a cock. “Soon she’ll be ready to-ah! Hey!” I was suddenly without a tasty musky dick, and I whined as gunshots echoed out, arms wrapped around me and I looked up at the pretty white horse lady who was stroking my head for some reason.

Then she kissed me, running her tongue over my mouth. Huh? Why am I getting kissed by Nightmare’s sister? We broke apart and she looked at me sadly. “I’m so sorry.”

The giggling stopped, a painting on the wall seemed to be glaring at us. Eugh, what is up with my head?

“What?” I groaned, feeling like I was just on a good high, my brain begging for something.

“No time to explain, get up.” She pulled me to my paws, my massive tits overbalancing me even with my thicc ass and she caught me, pulling me along as we fled out of the room, something exploded behind us before Nightmare suddenly joined up with us. “Any escape route planned sister?!”

“I’m the one who’s been gone for millennia, Celestia! I was betting on you leading the way out!” Nightmare admitted with grit teeth and fury.

“FOR EQUESTRIA!” Some emaciated black bug-pony-thing with some dynamite on its chest screamed before rushing past us at the meeting room and pulled a tag, exploding with several others.

“The gunshots weren't you?” I asked in confusion as I held my heaving bosom as close to my chest as possible so I didn’t get overbalanced as I ran.

“Um, no. I was going to do it but then these bug ponies just started showing up.” She hefted my rifle before looking back. “And you and I are having a talk when we get home!”

“Changelings, they’ve been attacking the caribou in the badlands, but I never thought they could get this close,” Celestia stated as the city started turning into a war zone outside. “But from that shout, maybe Cadence has something to do with this attack.”

“Either way, they’re giving us an opening! Get us out of range of whatever is nullifying teleportation and I’ll whisk us back to Star Swirl’s!” Nightmare declared as she tossed me a pistol, which I fumbled but caught it, using one arm to heft my breasts and the other to hold the gun.

“That would be a gem in the main tower, it has about the range of a mile once turned on,” Celestia told us. “The bitch loved taunting me with info. I’ll get us into the crystal caves below, we can get out of range through there.”

“WHY ARE THERE BUGS IN THE CITY?!” A soldier yelled in panic, shooting at random Caribou with an MP-40, killing their own people.

“Snap out of it!” An officer yelled. “You’re killing our own!”

“GET OFF ME BUG!” She yelled shooting her leader.

“They use confusion to great effect.” Nightmare commented.

“Once we reach the caves we’re in the clear,” Celestia told us, Caribou shooting at almost everything that moved as she brought us to what looked like a ceremony building. “It should be...here!” Celestia stomped on a section of the floor right in the runway, and it popped down, sliding back to reveal glowing blue crystals.

“Why haven’t those been harvested?” Nightmare asked as Celestia grabbed me and flew us down, her sister following.

“I ordered all mining operations to a halt after these caves took the lives of dozens of miners without a logical explanation for their deaths. They were careful, experts, and still, the caves collapsed in impossible ways, crystals impaling ponies without cause.” Celestia replied as she flew us down deeper and deeper into the broken mines below.

“Uh...and we’re down here now?” I whined as the sounds of fighting got worse, and a weird urge to rush back grew a little weaker. Why do I hear snickering? What is going on with my head~?

“My magic is back.” Nightmare sighed after about ten minutes of flying down into the bowels of the mountain see massive crystals, one absolutely gigantic one easily the size of a small skyscraper in the depths had a three-headed creature trapped inside. With that, suddenly the familiar blinding spots covered my vision, and we were all in the main foyer of Star Swirl’s tower. I was about to rejoice when I noticed the sisters looking at each other tensely. “...Sister.”

“Luna,” Celestia replied fondly.

“Nightmare.” Nightmare growled.

“Do you still remember everything before you change?” Celestia asked sadly.

“Yes.” Nightmare declared sternly.

“Then you’re still my little Lulu,” Celestia said with incredible love, and Nightmare looked to the side with a blush and awkwardly held her left elbow with her right hand crossed over her stomach while keeping her left arm straight.

“Sh-shut up…” Came the Tsundere reply of my...Lover? Girlfriend?

“WAH!” I yelped as I fell on my tits and Star Swirl flew over me, having knocked me over.

“Hm~ hm~!” He hummed pulling another book from a shelf against a pillar and started reading.

“I see you haven’t changed Master.” Celestia bowed slightly, covering her pink nipples.

“Hm? Yes, good to see you’re free now. Dunk the aquatransexual in hot water if you want her to be a him until the next time he’s splashed with cold water.” Star Swirl idly commented before floating off again.

“What?!” I yelped as I smelled something that made my mind spin from downstairs...only it was weaker, much weaker than what my brain was demanding. I got up and rushed towards it, my mind aches. I took the stairs down two at a time and headed right for Nicole’s door. I ripped the barricade off with surprising strength that I didn’t bother to put thought into and barged in.

“W-what is-ah!” I tackled her, pulling open the button fly of her trousers and immediately began diving my tongue into her sheathe. “Oh~! Whoever you are you’re-ah~!” I groaned in relief as her cock erupted right into my throat and I began sucking fervently, Nicole sighed as she started bucking and those godly orbs under my chin began clenching before a strong pair of hands grabbed my shoulders and yanked me away.

“No! I need it!” I panted, salivating and trying to get free, only for white hands to go over my eyes and golden light overtook my vision. So...sleepy…