Author's Note

Kinks: Transformation central, Sub Dom switching on the drop of a hat, Dirty, dirty librarian fantasies

004 - This is good PR, right?

Turned out that Zevvahn’s potion had some unintended consequences. It was only an enhancer for what was already in Dash’s system...which may have been a mistake to give her in the first place.

“Zevv….” Dash groaned as she trotted in place. “Can you finish that later? It’s time for my daily... ehmm dose…”

“Almost…” the stallion hummed, putting one final ingredient in the cauldron. It let off a yellow puff of smoke before stilling. “There! Lower the heat and let it simmer all night,” he said, putting actions to word as he covered the cauldron, knocking the heat down to the lowest setting. “And that potion is finish-” he started to say, coming down off the stepladder.

Dash tackled him off the ladder. “Sorry! But this is kinda both our faults! And I’m sorry that Pinks has to work to keep up since, you know, I’m here daily.”

“You know, I’m pretty sure that if you get pregnant, you’ll slow down,” the zebra pointed out, squirming a little under the mare. “It’d probably help you flush the last of the potion out of your sys-”

Dash gasped. “P-pregnant?!”

“...What do you think will happen if you keep screwing me daily?” the zebra deadpanned.

Dash’s muzzle suddenly pressed into his. “You make a couple Heat-inducing potions and I’m going to go get Pinkie!”

“Brewed them during the week, not that you’d remember it,” the stallion said, pointing at one shelf with red potion bottles. “Made a dozen at Pinkie’s request.”

“Zevvie! Dashie! You haven’t started already ha- Ah!”

Zevvahn blinked. A Dash shaped cloud was slowly dissipating above him.

“Dashie what are you-”

“No time- Bed- NOW!”

There was a wooshing sound and a thud coming from the bedroom upstairs. And two potions from the shelf were missing.

...This was going to be a long night, wasn’t it?

“Zev! Help! I’m being molested by a prismatic pegasus!”

Whelp. Time to give the both of them a foal, then. Maybe a few, those things Dash had taken were potent.

“Come on Pinks, do you mind?”

“Y-you’re b-being a bit r-rough on the sensitive bi-”

“If you don’t cum when Zev thrusts in, then I’m not doing it right.”

“I-If you k-keep this u- Awwww…. Why’d you stop? Gah!”

“Keeping you right on the edge Pinks.”

Zevvahn pushed the door to his bedroom open and noticed Dash straddling Pinkie’s chest, with two potion bottles off to the side. Already drained. “So,” he said, looking at Dash. “I take it our pet has been acting up, Pinks?”

“Y-yep! She won’t let me cum!” Pinkie pouted at her zebra. “And she won’t let me return the favor either!”

“Well that’s easy to fix,” Zevvahn noted, sitting nearby. “Bitch, heel,” he commanded Dash. “Come lick your master’s shaft.”

Dash quivered for a moment then leapt off the pink mare like a cat and slowly stalked towards the zebra. Her irises actually grew as she neared. Her ears occasionally twitched, as she neared.

“Dash isn’t a dog, she’s a cat- Huuuuuuuu!” Pinkie gasped. “Zevvie! Can we turn Dash into cat? A Cat-Pony! Oh! We need Abyssinian fur! Abyss Dash Kitty!”

“I think I have some of that, actually,” the zebra blinked. “It’d be irreversible, you understand that, right?”

“Dash! Dashie!” No response. “Rainbow Radiance Dash!”

Dash blinked and whirled around. “What?!”

“Wanna be a half-cat, half-pony?” Pinkie grinned.

“Wut…” Dash blinked.

“You know, cat eyes, cat ears, paws, bi-pedal walking…” Pinkie giggled. “And I just thought about Dash waking up after it and she doesn’t know how to walk.”

Dash’s ear twitched. “Mmmmm…. Would it lower my sex drive at all? Well, like, after it already goes back to normal after I get pumped full of zebra spunk?”

“Actually, your sex drive would probably go up,” the zebra pointed out. “And Pinkie forgot about the multiple sets of breasts. Or how sensitive they are.”

“Two is still good!” Pinkie pointed at him. “Don’t tell me you don’t want to stuff your face between AbyssDash titties!”

“About as much as you would need to be pried out of them,” the zebra drawled.

“Fair, however, discussion to have during post-orgasm clarity.” Pinkie pointed out. “How’s the view from there?” She asked nodding towards Dash.

The pegasi’s hind end was straight up in the air, and her tail was lifted and wagging back and forth slowly.

“Oh, you know…” the zebra smirked, before pouncing and mounting Dash in one smooth motion. “Stuffed to the brim with good things~”

Dash gave a squeak before her front half slumped onto the floor. “Yeeeaaah… Rain on this fire…”

“Huh, haven’t heard Dash use any metaphors in awhile.” Pinkie blinked, sitting on the edge of the bed, spreading her hind legs. With a light hum, she started to rub herself with a hoof.

“Well she has been spending time around the rest of us a little more,” the stallion pointed out.

“True…” Pinkie nodded, biting her lip as she pressed down with her hoof.

“Zev, why aren’t you pounding my prismatic pony pussy and pumping plenty of potent zebra pudding?” Dahs complained shoving herself back into his hips.

“Maybe she’s been spending a little too much time with us.” Pinkie winced with a gasp and she ground against her hoof.

“Oh, that’s really simple,” Zev answered, stroking Rainbow’s mane with a hoof. “Tell me, pet. Who drank the Heat inducing potions?”

“M-Me…..” Dash groaned, grinding her plot into his hips. “I-I was going to have Pinkie drink one too, b-but… I… kinda want to get preggers so I calm down. At least for a little bit. Until I turn into a half-cat freak.”

“Aww, do you not like the idea of embracing your feline side?” Zevvahn cooed. “I promise, you’ll still be attractive. And you’ll keep your wings.” He slowly pulled back before filling the mare up again, just as slowly. “You’ll come to enjoy being my literal pet, my bed-pussy~”

“... Am I going to have to go to Rarity t-to get fitted for clothes?” Dash started to pant. “There’s a reason we’re four-legged. U-unless… you’d want me to go… bare?”

“Bold move, assuming you’re going anywhere~” the zebra teased. “But yes, you’ll have no need of clothes, miss Dash. It’d just get ripped off of you anyways when I take you~”

“O-oh f-fuuuuck~” Dash whined loudly. “Bare breasts and puss, probably a pun for the future, shouldn’t sound appealing.” She groaned as she rocked against him. “M-make you a d-deal… I get the week for work or whatever needs done. A-and I’m yours, both of yours for the weekend.”

“You mean what I do anyway?” Pinkie asked. “I mean, I come over here after work anyway, but I do like spending the weekend with my coltfriend. Oh, Zevvie on that note. Idea.”

“Hmm?” the zebra looked up from Dash and raised an eyebrow at Pinkie. “What did you have in mind, my dear?”

“You know those wonderful neck rings that zebras always wear?” Pinkie slid off the bed and sat in front of the pegasus. Who immediately nuzzled her face into the mare’s crotch. “Oh! Good Dashie~” She groaned. “So, what if, you make some of those neck rings and whoever wears them will pretty much have access to you, or your dick, as the case may be. So far that would be… Me, obviously, Dashie, because she’s our pet, and Twi, because I know you’ve been going to see her to get sucked off, not that I mind. She’s got a talented mouth.” Pinkie paused to put her hooves on the prismatic mare’s head. “M-Maybe AJ if she’s okay with it, I’ve always seen AJ as not minding having casual sex, but only getting into a real relationship with one pony. Thus, Dash and her fuck, but that’s it. Bloom’s also a maybe, still want to get her and Spike together. It’ll be up to them whether they’d want to join, and/or be open with their relationship in regards to this little thing.”

“Mmmmph? What about Rarity?” Dash asked, temporarily pulling herself off of the mare’s love hole.

“Rarity still hasn’t apologised and giggles when I bring up Zevvie and me.” Pinkie’s eye twitched as she roughly shoved the mare’s face back into her crotch.

“Huh, so basically a club where the membership is easily seen,” the zebra mused. “I mean, I guess that’s okay? It’s not like you’d just be handing them out in public.”

“Pffft, please. Fuck no.” Pinkie huffed a laugh. “Oh and you could enchant them to make them identifiable from a fake, but also maybe throw in an enchant so that the wearer won’t get pregnant from you?”

“...If I did that, now, then Dash could fuck me all night-” the zebra started to point out.

Pinkie gasped as Dash tugged her head away. “Don’t. You. FUCKING! DARE!” She slammed her plot into him hard enough to make him wince as her head lashed down into the pink mare, who immediately started squirming and moaning. She may have been in the middle, but she was taking control. Her flank pounded a fast and hard rhythm into the zebra’s hips.

“-fucking Tartarus!” the zebra hissed. “And yeah, if I did that now, she’d not get pregnant even after inducing her Heat twice over. Plus, what if the mare wants to get pregnant?”

“S-s-sim-ple… -f-fucking- D-Dashie- J-ust m-make a p-potion that- -There! There Dashie- Right- th-that temp-porarily counters th-the rings eff-ffects…” Pinkie somehow managed to speak mostly clearly as she squirmed in the prismatic mare’s grip. Cyan hooves gripped her waist like a vice and the mare’s tongue was doing thing that even Zevvahn’s talented tongue was incapable of.

“Counter...offer,” Zevvahn huffed. “Backdoor in the enchantment. If the mare...wants to get pregnant, it turns off the conception protection.” The cyan plot slammed into his backside and ground against his hips. He could feel the scorching heat against his balls.

“B-better.” Pinkie squeaked a loud whine. “Z-Zevvie- An-another idea.”

“W-What?” the stallion moaned.

“M-Maybe l-let D-Dashie have con- control l-like this once- in- Fuuuuuck~ in a-wh-awhile.” Pinkie gasped out bucking her hips into the mare’s mouth. “F-fuck- Zev- Dash- G-gonna-”

Dash yanked her head away, just as Pinkie’s hips bucked in the air, spraying marecum onto the pegasi’s face.

“Well, she only...gets like this...when she’s...heated,” the stallion pointed out. “So...maybe,” he admitted. “Fucking...Dash, you’re about to be-”

With a shove, Dash forced him off his hooves. He landed on his back and she whirled around, still on his member. She roughly brought herself up to his flare then dropped herself onto his hips with a loud, wet slap.

That did it. Zevvahn bucked up into Dash and let loose with his load, injecting Dash with enough cum to make her swell slightly. There was no way she was walking out of this without a foal. And with a rough, grunting groan, she clamped down on his cock. Her whole body seemed to vibrate as the mare cried out, soaking the zebra’s waist.

“...fucking Tartarus, Dash,” Zevvahn chuckled, lying limp on the floor. “Had...enough?”

“Think… so…” The mare tettered, then flopped onto his chest. “Sorry… we made… a mess.”

“Yeah, well...with two Heat inducers, I think you’ll be looking at triplets,” the stallion pointed out.

“Yay…. triplets…. Ponibras… Zebronies… Whatever…” Dash cheered weakly.

“Mm,” Zevvahn ran his hooves over Dash’s back. “So, about that idea Pinkie had about turning you into an Abyssian…”

“I’d get paw-hand-things right?” Dash mumbled, shifting so her chin was on his chest. “And boobs, boobs always looked good on female Diamond Dogs.”

“And you’d get to show off how skilled I am at potion making all the time,” the zebra teased.

“Walking on two legs would be weird. Then again, I’d be taller.” Dash mused aloud. “Would it be like a one-and-done potion, a bath, and over-night process?” She hummed, looking at him. “And I’d still be able to do my job and wander around with little issue right?”

“Yeah, it should be an overnight thing,” the stallion nodded. “And you’d only need to take one potion, too. And of course I wouldn’t take your wings. I don’t know about the ‘little issue’ part, I don’t know the climate of your town towards other species. I certainly haven’t gotten any negative comments.”

“Meh… Wouldn’t probably see any extreme reactions until after.” Dash half-heartedly shrugged.

“True enough,” Zevvahn nodded. “So, still want to do it? Not going to force a potion down your throat, but if you do decide to take it, I’m keeping you here tonight for observation in the morning.”

“Big… decision… Dashie…” Pinkie groaned out as she’d finally come to. “You might wanna-”

“I’ll do it.” Dash chuckled with a small smirk.

“Or don’t think.” Pinkie grumbled.

“Okay then, step one, get off me,” the stallion grunted with his own smirk. “Step two, have Pinks eat you out while I go make your potion.”

Dash grunted as she pushed herself up and off him. “Pinks.”

“Mmmm.” Pinkie half-heartedly responded.

“Want some pie?” Dash asked, trotting over.

“Oh, very fu- mmph!”

Zevvahn left the two mares to enjoy each other while he went over the list of things he’d need. He paused for a moment, snatching a feather from Dash’s wing and smiling at her when she looked at him for an explanation. He’d not done this before, but in theory it wasn’t that hard. Complete transformations were harder. He was aiming to botch this one so she could keep her wings.

Dash woke slowly. She was a little out of sorts for a moment, yet in the wake-up fog, she remembered the previous night.

And the potion.

She slowly opened her eyes. She didn’t feel any different. At least, she didn’t think so. Yawning, she rolled over, and slid her legs out of bed. With a pair of clops, her hooves hit the wooden floor. With another sleepy yawn, she trotted towards the bathroom.

She was jogged into more wakefulness as her head bumped into the doorway to the bathroom. Shaking her head, and rubbing her head with a paw, she stooped down a bit, ducked under the doorway… and noticed that the sink and mirror were made for a shorter pony. She squatted a little and looked in the mirror.

Clearly, her face was still pony, with the exception for the fluffy cyan cat ears and the slit magenta eyes. Beyond her head… that’s when things deviated a bit. Her torso was thin, yet kept her toned figure from her proper pony body. Two perky breasts, that appeared to be on the smaller side, made up her chest. Her shoulders gave way to slender arms ending in four fingered paws. Though her forearms and paws were a tad fluffier than the rest of her coat. Her wings appeared bigger, seemly sized up to allow her to still fly. Her legs seemed to be more toned than her arms. Her thighs were toned and firm, and her backside was firm but was plump enough to have a tiny bit of a jiggle. Her legs were double-jointed, ending in her “normal” hooves. Between her legs was a slightly puffy pair of petals with a small button just poking out. Her tail popped out just above her backside and seemed to flow quite nicely.

If Dash didn’t know any better, she’d say she was hot. She smirked and started posing, as much as she could while hunching over, in the mirror. Giggling, she took a step- and slammed her forehead into the doorway again. With a pained yelp she tumbled back into the room in a pile of limbs.

“Ugh….” She groaned, shaking her head as she tried to move into a sitting position.

“Whu...oh right. Dash, how you doing?” the stallion moaned from the bed, rolling over and finding himself tangled in pink limbs.

“M’tall… This place... ins’t tall pony accessible…” She grumbled hazily as she shakily got back to her two hooves.

Zevvahn managed to extract himself from Pinkie and looked Dash over. “Huh,” he said with a smile and a blush. “Well, you turned out smoking hot, and a perfect blend of the two races. But how does it feel?”

“I feel fine, minus the headache.” She rubbed her head with a paw. “Nothing out of the ordinary I guess. I mean, I don’t feel sex-crazed like yesterday, but maybe that’ll show up later? Maybe it’s an evening horniness thing? Abyssinian’s don’t have Heat Cycles if I remember Twi right. So….” She shrugged. “Also I’m trying not to actively think about any movement stuff, I feel like if I do, I’m going to notice it, and then I’ll probably trip or something.”

“Probably a good idea,” the stallion admitted. “Also, I threw in a contraceptive in the mix just to make sure you wouldn’t have a foal harmed by the transformation process.”

“So…. I spend the day getting used to being the new me?” Dash asked, raising a brow as her ears pinned back a bit.

“That’s the idea, and if anypony asks what happened, tell them you wanted it and I made it happen for you,” the zebra nodded. “Best advertising possible, I think.”

“Zev, are you trying to give people the option of become pony-insert-race-here hybrids?” Dash asked, narrowing her eyes as her irises grew a bit.

“No!” the stallion replied. “I just think that my alchemy could use some positive press. Yours is a special case.”

“Mmmmm, well you are a genius, alchemist, super-stud, Leyline Walker.” Dash shrugged.

“And we have no advertising to that fact,” the stallion nodded.

“And you have to make some good bits somehow.” Dash nodded. “Wait, should I pay you? I feel like I should pay you.”

“Dash, I already take payment out of your flank,” the stallion noted dryly.

“Valid.” Dash shrugged. “Should I find something to wrap myself in? I’m a bit exposed.” She looked down at herself. “I am a little surprised my tits aren’t bigger, but then against they might be small so they don’t drag when flying.”

“I’m surprised you don’t have more, I don’t think I’ve seen an Abyssian female with fewer than four nipples,” Zevvahn pointed out.

“Well ponies only have two. Actually, I’m surprised you haven’t been playing with Pinkies crotch-boobs more often.” Dash pointed at the still snoozing mare.

“She’s more of one to make me fill her with cream than anything else,” the stallion pointed out.

“Valid.” Dash nodded, stepping over to sit down on the bed next to the stallion. She reached out and scratched behind one of the zebra’s ears. Immediately, Zevvahn’s right rear leg started twitching. She hummed and scratched a little harder.

“Oh fuuuuck that feels good,” the zebra moaned, leaning into the headscratches.

Dash suddenly stopped. She picked him up and laid him in her lap. With one hand, she returned to headscratches, with the other she rubbed his belly. “Who’s a good Zev?”

“I aaaaam,” the zebra moaned, before his tongue lolled out of his mouth.

“And who’s a sexy little stallion?” She grinned and her paw slid down to cup his balls.

“Oooooh...is it me?” he asked, looking up at her. His flared head peeked out of its sheath at the attention.

“Yes it is.” Her claws lightly scratched at the backs of his ears. Her other paw rubbed up and over his flare. Then slowly wrapped around the growing shaft. “Wanna pawjob you sexy zebra.”

“That would be an excellent start to the day,” the zebra admitted. “But if we start with sex, it’ll devolve into us sexing up your new body in every way possible and you’ll never get out there.”

“Counter offer.” Dash started to stroke. “I make you blow your load, then you can do me in any way you want.”

“Well I never actually did fuck an Abyssian,” the zebra mused. “But still, if you start like this, then you’re going to wake Pinkie up and then we’ll all spend all day in here screwing you.”

“And that’s bad why?” Dash started to stroke.

“You won’t get to show off, I have potions to brew, you know, little things,” the stallion tried to hold back a moan and mostly succeeded.

“Or, I stroke you off, wake up Pinkie, and throw you to her. At least, she has a sense of self-control that seems to lack when there’s three of us.” She grinned down at him, squeezing the base of his shaft.

“Daaaash, are you sure your sex drive isn’t kicking in?” Zevvahn posed.

“Mmmmm… Maybe. Ya know, just in case.” She picked him up out of her lap and set him next to Pinkie. Then she shook the mare.

“B’waaa?” The mare snorted sleepily as her head popped up. She looked around and blinked stupidly, before her eyes fell on the altered mare.
“Oh, hey… Dashie, y’look great.”

“Thanks.” Dash grinned. “Wanna tend to your horny coltfriend. Which is entirely my fault.”

Pinkie blinked, shook herself and seemingly was fully awake. Her eyes fell on the pained expression and throbbing shaft of her coltfriend. “Oooooo! Already warmed up!”

The pink mare pounced as Dash got up. She walked out of the room slowly, then paused before the stairs. She put a paw to the wall and slowly took each step one by one, she didn’t want to think too hard about it lest-

With a yelp she slipped on the second-to-last step and landed shoulder-first with a thud. “I’m good!” She called out just in case. Getting up, she made for the door, then paused. Humming, she walked over to the closet near the door and…

Furnished herself in a large grey cloak. It was the best thing she could think of and it covered most of her. Yes, it did cover her wings as well, but it would probably be best to actually get used to walking on two legs before attempting flying. It also covered most of her legs, so she should be fine. Though the material was a bit rough on her chest. That’d need to be fixed.

With a breath, she opened the door and walked out to face the town.

Only to find it was just after dawn and that there were very few ponies out. Maybe this would work in her favor?

She stepped out shut the door and just started walking. She really didn’t know where she was heading yet, but she could use the new body practice.

Rarity wouldn’t be open for awhile, it, thankfully, wasn’t her day for cloud duty, and she didn’t quite feel like going to wake up Shy. Thus Dash found herself at Twilight’s. Remembering what Spike liked to say, she walked right in.

“Twi?” She called out. “I’ve got a bit of a surprise…”

No response from the mostly quiet library. Though there were familiar noises coming from the loft. A smirk crossed her cheeks the same time a blush did. The catmare walked to the stairs, grabbed the railing just in case, and made her way upstairs. She heard the telltale sounds of a mare in the depths of getting herself off. The door to Twi’s room was open a crack, and Dash couldn’t really help slowly stepping closer to see how her friend made do.

Dash’s eyes widened.

A violet glow lit the room. The source of which was a purple unicorn’s horn. Twilight was magically holding herself spread-eagled, as a rather thick, black dildo held in another magical glow was repeated pounded into her spread mare pussy. Twilight was moaning, loud.

“Zevvahn!” She cried out, tanking the dildo out.

Dash actually deadpanned, though her loins started to ache. “Of course.” Dash sighed quietly.

“Pinkie!” The unicorn cried, slamming it back in.

Okay, slightly less expected.

“Dashie!” The mare bucked her hips as the dildo ground inside her then yanked out suddenly.

Dash blinked as she blushed. Okay. She didn’t expect that. She was sorely- Fuck it.

Dash pushed the door in. “You called Twi?”

Twi’s eyes snapped open. “Dash-”

The dildo fell to the floor as all the magic cut out. Twi stared at Dash.

Dash stared back. “Have fun? Hey, how do I look?”

“Dash?” Twi blinked slowly.

“Yep!” Dash grinned, striking a pose. A thought came to her mind and she whipped the cloak off with a flourish, tossed it to the side and struck another pose. “How do I look?”

“What happened to you?!” Twi gasped as she rolled off the bed and trotted towards the catmare.

“Zev made a potion. I took it. Now I’m hot.” Dash grinned. Her smile faltered. “I’m hot right?”

“You’re a…” Twi’s horn lit and Dash felt a brief tingle. “Abyssinian/Pony hybrid!” She gasped. “A perfect hybrid! Zevvahn did this?!” Twi stared wide-eyed and starting trotting circles around the mare. “This is incredible!”

“I know I am.” Dash puffed up a bit.

“I mean, I guessed Alchemists were capable of some amazing things but… this!” Twi reared up, putting her forelegs on Dash’s stomach as she stared into Dash’s eyes.

“Twi, little uncomfortable.” Dash said with a weak smile.

“Oh! Right! Sorry.” The unicorn dropped to the floor with an embarrassed smile and a blush.

“It’s cool. Ummm sorry I interrupted your-”

“Oh it’s fine!” Twi blushed. “Just my morning… ummm…”

“Relief?” Dash chuckled with a raised brow.

“Yeah…” Twi scuffed the ground with a hoof and looked away.

“Wanna finish?” Dash asked.

Twi jumped and stared wide-eyed at the catmare. “What?!”

“Well, you were clearly really getting into it.” Dash reached out and poked her nose.

Twi’s eyes went cross-eyed and she snorted. “But… You’re here.”

“And I’m pretty sure you screamed my name.” Dash smirked down at the unicorn.

“W-well…”

“You fantasize about others a lot?” Dash slowly knelt to be eye level.

“Y-yeah…” Twi met her eyes and blushed.

“Me?” Dash leaned in.

“Uh… uh huh.” Twi nodded with a small squeak.

“At a loss for words Twi?” Dash said softly into the mare’s ear.

“Mmmmhmmm….” The mare hummed out.

“Twi, want me to get you off?” Dash nipped an ear with a fang.

Twi groaned. “Y-yes…”

Immediately, Dash picked up the mare and walked over to the bed. She sat down and plopped the mare’s flank in her lap.

“Now, Twi, I haven’t used these for much yet.” Dash flexed her paws in front of the mare’s face, causing Twi to shudder. “But, I think soakin’ ‘em inside you would be a great way to break them in.”

“O-oh gosh…” Twi mumbled leaning back and resting her head between the catmare’s breasts.

Dash used a paw to spread Twi’s legs then snaked another down her stomach and rubbed over the unicorn’s soaked marehood. She felt Twi’s clit wink out against her paw.

“Oh Twi, you are dripping.” Dash teased, causing the purple mare to shrink against the pegacat.

“D-don’t say th-that… It’s s-so lewd…” Twi moaned a whine.

“What, does me talking dirty do it for you?” Dash rested her chin on the top of Twi’s head.

“M-maybe…” Twi mumbled then gasped as the paw rubbed over her sensitive petals.

“Want me to keep talking?” Dash chuckled.

“P-Please…” Twi squeaked.

“Twi are you secretly a dirty girl?” Dash asked, pressing the soft pads of her paws into the mare’s lips.

“Mmmm… n-no…” Twi mumbled.

“And yet, you magically bondaged yourself and you were pounding your puss like a machine…” Dash hummed, lightly starting to rub her pads back and forth.

“I-I… I-I’m…” Twi gasped lightly. “M’ a bad girl…”

“Yes you are.” Dash continued to rub. “Wanna be my bad girl?”

“Y-yes…” Twi moaned softly.

“Have you had dirty thoughts about me?” Dash continued her slow torturous rubbing.

“Y-Yes…”

“Tell me…” She whispered in the mare’s ear.

“W-what?” Twi started to squirm in her grip.

“Twi, tell me your fantasies.” Dash hummed, nipping her ear.

“W-well… Th-they’re p-pretty b-basic…” Twi let out a whine.

“Tell me anyway.” Dash lightly licked her cheek.

“O-okay…” Twi took a shaky breath. “I-I’m alone a-at night, a-and you come through my w-window.” She gasped as a pad brushed over her winking button. “Y-you don’t s-say anything. You j-just pin me to the ground… a-and…”

“And?” Dash murmured.

“Y-you, press y-your m-marehood t-to mine and r-roughly trib me.” Twi managed, her face a bright pink.

“Want that to happen some night Twi?” Dash asked, brushing against her button yet again.

“Y-Yesss…” Twi moaned.

“You know. I could get Zev to make something, maybe an artificial Heat potion.” Dash hummed. “Just think, I bust in, pin you down, force a potion down your throat, and I turn you into my personal fuckmare for the night.”

“W-wait… h-he has.. P-potions-”

“He turned me into this Twilly.” Dash hummed, nipping her ear. “Hell, I’d be pregnant a few times over were it not for the contraceptive he gave me the other night.”

“O-Oh….” Twi moaned louder.

“Twilly, want to amend that fantasy?” Dash murmured, finally spreading the mare’s petals.

Twi gasped. “Y-yes!”

“Tell me, clearly, what you want me to do.” Dash instructed.

“O-Okay! Y-yes D-dash!” Twi gasped and tried to get her shaking and breathing under control. “You come through my- No, you bust through my window like the animal you are. You pick me up and pin me dow- Ah!”

Dash roughly picked her up and slammed her onto the floor, holding her down with a paw as she knelt over her, almost straddling her. “And?”

“Y-you kiss me-”

Dash swept in and mashed her lips to the mare’s roughly, holding the kiss long enough to feel the mare’s moaning whine. She broke the kiss. “And?”

“Y-you t-take a paw and f-fuck me- Oh Celestia!”

Dash spread her lips with two fingers and shoved her third in roughly.

“Y-you p-paw me u-until I-I’m nice a-and slick.”

Dash made sure to grind her soaked pad over the mare’s button as she pulled her paw back.

“Th-then you fuck m-me with a d-dildo-”

Dash leaned back and pawed around until she grabbed the dildo behind her. She brought it back forward and slowly pushed it into her mouth. She bobbed her head, making sure to never leave Twi’s gaze, then pulled it out. A string of saliva linked the freshly lubed toy to the pegacat’s mouth.

“O-Oh… D-Dash... “ Twi shuddered.

“What do I do with it again?” Dash asked.

“Th-then… you f-fuck me with it… U-until I-I c-cum all over the floor.” Twi’s hind legs twitched.

Dash slowly brought it down, pressed it into the mare’s lips, then smirked.

“D-Daaaash… Pleeea-” Her whine turned into a yelp as the pegacat pushed the toy all the way in, until the paw holding the base, slapped against the mare’s wildly winking button.

“Hard?” Dash asked though it wasn’t a question.

Twi made it halfway through nodding before Dash yanked out and pushed back in with a louder slap of paw on flesh.

Twi cried out as Dash started to almost violently repeat her motions.

“D-Dash- A-almost- Was already- Dash!” Twi cried out, her hips bucking wilding into the pegacat’s toying. “G-gonna-”

Dash yanked the toy out, dropped it, grabbed the mare by her thighs, hauled her up, and then proceeded to shove her tongue into the unicorn.

Twi’s eyes widened to dinner plates. Her mouth opened wide but no sound came out. Her whole body locked up.

Like cresting a wave, Twilight Sparkle screamed as her whole body seized. Marecum sprayed Dash’s face until the pegacat clamped her mouth over the mare’s pussy and started to drink.

Twilight’s shaking slowly subsided until she went limp in the pegacat’s hold. Slowly she was shifted until the pair were spooning on the floor.

“How was that Twi?” Dash asked.

“B-better than I could’ve dreamed…” The hoarse-voiced mare managed to get out.

“Good start to the day?” Dash asked.

“T-the best…” Twi nodded. “Though, now I want to go back to bed.”

“Then we can restart the day later.” Dash chuckled, holding the mare.

“O-Oh… Well I wouldn’t mind that…” Twi blushed.

“Though, when you wake up, remind me that I should tell you about Zev and Pink’s little plan.”

Scootaloo knocked on the door to the strange treehouse. She was sure she’d seen Rainbow Dash come here every single evening for the last week. No, two weeks!

If she was right, this was the guy that had started AB growing again. And was the guy that had convinced Spike to start working at Sweet Apple Acres.

The smallwinged pegasus set her jaw.

She needed answers.

An orange hoof knocked.

“Hey! Witch-Doctor! I’ve got a bone to pick with you!”

“Door’s open, I haven’t got specific appointment dates or anything,” a voice from inside called back.

The pegasus pushed the door open and looked around. No zebra in sight. “Where are you?”

“Downstairs, brewing up some replacement potions,” the voice said again. “Honestly, it’s the place with the best drainage for when I’m done.”

Scootaloo perked her ears up and trotted towards the source.

Down the stairs she went until she saw a huge, round room. Shelves decorated the sides and glowing potions of all sorts of colors laid upon them, tempting and tantalizing with their possibilities. Surprisingly, there were few masks, like Zecora had around her home. But that was immediately rectified by the zebra standing over the cauldron.

He wasn’t as big as, say, Big Mac, but his body wasn’t scrawny either. It seemed to be well-muscled, the result of a long time journeying and adventuring. The traditional black and white stripes ran across his body and through his mowhawk of a mane. His vibrant golden eyes were looking over her body, and his mark...she couldn’t see it from here. It looked something like a river.

Suddenly the zebra made a disapproving noise. “That,” he said, pointing at her wings, “Is something we’re going to have to fix.”

“You’re Zevvahn?” Scootaloo asked. “You don’t look that special.”

“And you look like a pegasus with a wing problem,” the stallion said. “I just got done with one potion, so my cauldron is empty, and I think I can help you.” He seemed to mull something over for a moment. “Underground...got sea salt, you’re a pegasus...yeah, I can help,” he nodded. “Okay. This is going to be involved, and I’m going to say a few things that I won’t be able to remember entirely. I suggest you don’t try to remind me, either. Ancient Zebrican is not meant to be written down or even pinned down.”

“Wait. Hol’ up.” Scootaloo blinked, trotting up. “You’re going to do what for me?”

“Ancient Zebrican ritual to help fix what’s wrong with you,” the zebra said, pulling on a cord to fill up his cauldron with water. “Because I can all but see it in your magic, it’s malformed and harmed you through your life.” Once the cauldron was two-third’s full, he let go of the cord and hopped off his stepladder, heading for a nearby shelf. “Where is the...sea salt, got it. Oooh, fireblossom from the Dragonlands, that could work too. Smokey quartz, nice. Okay, ingredients gotten.” He trotted back to the stool and looked at Scootaloo. “Ready?”

“For… what?” The mare blinked.

“Well, if it works on a non-zebra the way it works on a zebra, it should force a reset of your magic, adapt your body to your new, healthy core, and fix your wing problem,” the zebra explained. “Kinda rare amongst even Zebras, cause you need a balance of the elements to pull it off.”

“And I need to do… what?” She asked.

“Wait for me to throw in the other ingredients, then take a bath in the cauldron while I do spooky ancient zebra chanting,” the stallion explained. “Again, don’t listen, not meant for normal ears. Just focus on the feeling of the magic interacting with you.”

She blinked. “Kay.” She trotted over to the cauldron and climbed up. “Bwa!” Then fell in.

“...Well, I guess that works too,” the zebra rolled his eyes. Then they kept rolling up into the back of his head. Only the whites were showing as he started chanting. Scootaloo swore she could almost make out the meaning behind the words as the other ingredients started to fill the cauldron with her. Snippets of conversation between himself and...something else.

Something about Earth, Fire, Water...giving Air a gift. Restoring what was taken. And the really weird thing was, she couldn’t feel the other ingredients after a moment. Once they were submerged in the cauldron and he’d chanted, they just...disappeared. And made her feel tingly all over.

She relaxed, feeling a warmth in her core. A warmth that grew into a tingling like static. This too grew, like lightning in her veins.

The chanting grew louder. It was no longer the zebra asking. It was him demanding that justice be done. The water started to bubble and froth. There was a flash of light and sound and heat and-

And the cauldron was broken. Zevvahn was slumped against the side of the basement, his head lolled to one side, clearly knocked out from what he’d done.

A bright orange hoof took a step. Static crackled around it.

Dash was… happy but exhausted. Exhappy? No. Happausted? Not that either. She should just let Pinkie come up with the names.

As she walked back to Zev’s she sighed. She’d need a shower, and maybe she’d need to apologise for stealing Zev’s cloak. She could see Rarity after a nice relaxing-

Thunder rumbled through the air.

Dash jumped.

The day was clear. There wasn’t a cloud in the-

A whistling filled her ears, followed by another rumble of thunder.

What looked like a streak of black storm clouds shot through the sky. Only for it to arc around directly towards her. Dash yelped as something slammed into the ground in front of her, surrounded by the angry, swirling clouds crackling with lightning.

The clouds suddenly slowed, shifting to a calm white. Then they simply floated away.

Dash blinked at what was revealed.

It was a pegasus. But a pegasus like none she’d ever seen. It was a mare, clearly the height of Princess Celestia at least. She was sleek, immaculately toned, as if she was the perfect pegasus. Her coat was a burnt orange like the evening sky. A pair of massive wings were folded at her sides. Jagged black marks shaped like lightning coiled around each leg and met in a lightning burst symbol on her chest. The mare’s mane and tail flowed softly like clouds wafting across the sky, and were a deep purple with a streak of white running through the center of each. The mare’s eyes were an electric blue and Dash swore she saw static crackling around her eyes.

The giant of a pegasus blinked at Dash.

Dash blinked at the mare.

“Rainbow Dash?” The mare asked, looking very confused.

“S-Scootaloo?!” Dash’s jaw dropped.

“What happened to you?!” They cried in unison pointing a hoof and paw at each other respectively.

“I went to see Zevvahn/Zevvahn gave me a potion.” The continued in unison.

“Oh…” Both nodded.

“Sooo…. You’re a…” Scootaloo gestured for Dash to explain.

“Ummm Pegacat sounds the best.” Dash shrugged. “And you…”

“I think I’m some Ancient Pegasi Sky Goddess.” Scootaloo said with an embarrassed smile. “See?” She looked up at the sky, the symbols covering her legs and chest glowed a blue-white, her mane whipped like it became a storm, and her eyes glowed a solid white. Instantly clouds formed overhead. Then it disappeared just as fast when Scootaloo returned to normal.

“Uh huh.” Dash nodded slowly. “You know, sometimes I feel like Zev just throws things together just to see what happens. I know it’s much more scientific, with measurements and stuff, but yeah….”

“You would know.” Scootaloo shrugged. “You try to fly yet?”

“Scoots, I’m just trying to master walking on two legs.” Dash chuckled.

“Welll….” Scootaloo opened her wings fully. Her wingspan almost took up the entire road.

“Well now I just feel emaresculated.” Dash said with a blush and a pout.

“Wanna ride?” Scootaloo grinned, kneeling so Dash could get on.

“I’ve… never done anything like this.” Dash walked over and climbed on behind the massive wings.

“And I’ve never properly flew before today, so let’s do this!” Scootaloo stood tall and flapped her wings.

“ScootswaitI’mnotactuallyholdingAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!” Dash screamed as the mare shot off into the air and was immediately engulfed in black clouds.

“Never again….” Dash said, curled up like a ball on Zevvahn’s bed, as she rocked back and forth.

“I… may have over did it?” Scootaloo said with a weak smile as she laid behind the catmare like a mother hen around her flock.

“Well, I’m still happy for both of you.” Pinkie grinned, stroking the still out zebra in her lap. “He’ll be out for awhile, not the first time he’s blown himself up.” She giggled.

“Say…” Scootaloo began. “Think there’s a way I could thank him?”

“Well….” Pinkie giggled. “I know one surefire way.”

Dash seemed to snap out of it. “Hey! I won’t have Scoots fuck Zev just as a thank you-”

“That’s a great idea!” Scootaloo gasped happily.

Dash winced and turned around. “Scoots, you’re like a sister to me. I don’t want to feel like you have to bang him just because-”

She was cut off as the larger mare kissed the pegacat. Dash shivered like she received a static shock. As the mare pulled away static crackled between their lips.

Scootaloo smiled at the smaller catmare. “So what if I think of you as a sister, Oni-chan?” She smirked. “Senpai didn’t notice me, so I became Senpai.”

“P-Pinkie, translation, I don’t read manga.” Dash asked, never taking her wide eyes away from the mare staring sultry bedroom eyes at her.

“Wincest.” Pinkie replied. “Implied, metaphorical wincest, since there’s no blood relation, but still wincest.”

“Kay… I mean… There are weirder taboos, like… I’m pretty sure your family would flip if they knew you were fucking a zebra-”

Pinkie gasped. “Oh my Scootaloo! I need to have Zevvie meet my family!”

“And I need to come up with a better name.” Scootaloo tapped her chin. “Scootaloo, the Storm Goddess doesn’t really invoke awe.”

“Scoots- No- Pinkie- I was just saying that that was a bad idea.” Dash turned around to glare at the pink mare.

“Well, if dad decides to be a racist shitbag than we can just leave.” Pinkie replied before her face got almost scary serious. “And if he’s done anything to mom or my sisters, I will rip him a new plothole!”

“Well good, but…” Dash sighed, then facepawed. “I’m glad I could help…”

“Oh!” Pinkie grabbed the two’s attention. She softly pushed the stallion onto the bed, rolled off the bed, then trotted over to the dressed. She reached in and pulled some things out. They glinted in the light, before the mare tossed two onto the bed.

They were neck rings.

“Oooooo!” Dash suddenly perked up, picking one up. Scootaloo examined the other one.

“I found his extra neck rings.” Pinkie grinned, slipping one on herself, then trotting back over.

“Say Scootaloo, there’s something I think you might wanna know about…”