Canterlot High’s Secret Somnophilia Craze

“Are you sure this is going to work?” A voice quietly spoke from a concealed earpiece, audible only to the one who wore it. “It sounds like quite a gamble.”

“Have a little faith in me, agent. When have my plans ever been known to fail?” A voice softly spoke back. “Single men who frequent bars such as these are only looking for one thing and one thing only. And rarely, from time to time, they also visit them solely as a way to consume alcoholic beverages. It is a universal rule in all of the world. Cultures may different but men do not. A bar here in Paris shall be no different.”

“Very well. If you say so.”

The woman gave a calculated scan over and around the French dive bar. The pungent scent of cheap wine and even cheaper cigarettes were heavy in the air. A remarkable seedy establishment to be sure, and she had seen her fair share of those during her time. The type of place where one could even slide a bartender the right amount of cash and he would mix a woman’s drink with whatever pill you wanted to slip over the counter, no questions asked or judgment thrown their way. After all, why judge someone on something so many people did? Everything was fair game as long as you compensate them for the one less female patron they were about to have for the night.

“Ahhhhh… just so tired all of a sudden,” a passing by passing out college student, perhaps in her early twenties, remarked with a rather strong open mouth yawn. “I just don’t know what came over me all of a sudden.” Her arm was currently swung around the shoulder of a rather kind man, a gentleman to be exact, one kind enough to lend his assistance to her seeing as she was even having trouble standing up straight.

“Well it is getting pretty late already,” he smiled at her while leading her out the bar. “Here… let me get you home. We can take my car.” He shot a sly wink to his companions as he led her out, the other men chuckling as he left.

“Spotted my mark,” the woman ignored the scene before her, instead focusing on a different figure in the bar. A girl dressed in a concealing long coat, hood pulled over her head, and tinted sunglasses covering her eyes. By all means it was someone trying way too hard to hide. “Going radio silent.”

“Copy that…”

Walking up to the lone mysterious girl, she cleared her throat, “*Ahem* Is this seat taken?”

The girl, who had seemingly been lost in her own thoughts, gave a slight startled jump in response. “Oh! I mean, n-no! Not at all. Please…” she said kindly with a gesture to the chair.

“Thank you,” she replied, sitting down and seating her drink softly on the table. “The name’s Less. Crystal Less.”

“It is wonderful to meet you, Crystal. My name is, ummmmm…” she cast a quick glance around the bar for some reason. “Ummm.. errrr… uhhhhh…. Allison…… Burgers.”

“Interesting name, but that isn’t your real name… is it, Princess Skystar?” Crystal Less grinned back at her.

The princess gave a gasp of surprise, giving a quick glance about to ensure no one else was looking at them. Well, at least no one who wasn’t making it so blatantly obvious. Pulling back her hood she revealed a cascade of natural aqua colored hair spilling down her shoulders, as well as removing her sunglasses to show her similarly colored eyes. “W-Was I that obvious?” she asked.

“Maybe not for some, but you were for me,” Crystal chuckled at her.

“I know the whole getup looks a tad silly, I just… needed to get away from my mom,” Skystar sighed. “She’s been so protective of me lately. Paranoid, more like.”

“Queen Novo? Oh I imagine so. C'est la vie,” Crystal replied sympathetically and in perfect pronunciation.

“Not life for me. I’ve been sneaking away from my bodyguards since I was four years old,” Skystar replied with a huff, a royal huff. “I want to get out! See the world! Live a little! Not simply exist in hiding like some sort of prisoner!”

“Well, you certainly came to the right place to do that. Actually… I do believe I can help you with that,” Crystal smiled warmly at her, resting a gentle hand upon her arm.

“R-Really?” Skystar asked with an eager smile, and the slightest hint of a blush.

“That’s right! For starters…” Crystal Less waved over two men who had been eyeing them both from the counter for a while now. “The first rule to living it up in any exotic destination is to always get a fine sample of the local cuisine.”

“What’s up, ladies?” One of the men asked with a perverted grin.

“Looking for some fun?” The other spoke brashly. Obviously subtlety was not their forte.

“Oh… uhhhh…” Skystar stuttered nervously as she watched the men approach the table, but because of any such social awkwardness. She leaned in quietly to her new friend to whisper, “I’m not… really into guys-”

“Trust me,” Crystal reassured her before wrapping an arm around her shoulder. “There’s a whole world of excitement out there! And I’ll personally show you every bit of it!” She gestured broadly to the window behind them, one that showed quite a lovely view of the Eiffel Tower and the beautifully illuminated night city of Paris. Skystar’s eyes began to sparkle at the thought of such excitement.

Though, while the two women were distracted, so foolishly looking away from their drinks, the men Crystal had just invited over seized the prime opportunity to pounce. Crystal caught them in her peripheral, watching as both sly men quickly reached over their drinks and dropped a small tablet inside. One in Skystar’s piña colada and one and her shaken vodka martini. A quick recipe for a good time.

Novices and neanderthals. Their technique was lacking and didn’t even buy a girl a drink before trying to put her to sleep. But they would do for her purposes.

“Cheers,” Crystal Less smiled at the royal princess as she turned her back away from the window, grasping her drink while Skystar did the same.

“Cheers!” the princess beamed happily, clinking their glasses together before both downing their drugged drinks. The two perverted men grinning dumbly to each other as they did, already counting down the minutes until their cocks could get the opportunity to sink into the lovely beauties before them.

“Sunset? Sunset! Did you hear the news?” Adagio asked as she burst into her apartment.

“What news?” Sunset replied back to her girlfriend. “Did something bad happen?”

“It’s in all the papers, and on every network. Some royal princess of Greece has been kidnapped!”

“Wait… kidnapped?” Sunset gasped, quickly hurrying over to the TV and flipping it on.

“The worldwide manhunt for Princess Skystar continues as investigations are still underway,” the news reporter claimed. “Paris authorities have put the city on full lockdown as the manhunt continues.” An image of the smiling princess was displayed beside the reporter, an aqua haired girl appearing only slightly older than Sunset herself.

“Wow… she really is beautiful,” Sunset idly commented as her futahood gave a slight stir in her pants, only to be patted back by her hands.

‘Down boy. I don’t think we’re going to get a taste of her anytime soon… And that was even before she got abducted…

The news report then shifted to the grainy black and white security footage of her last known whereabouts. A stationary view on a cobblestone street. Two men were seen practically carrying the near unconscious princess over to their car and dumping her limp body in the trunk, giving both of her concealed breasts an eager grope, a sign of things to come later. Both of them then high fived before jumping in themselves and speeding away.

Sunset glared in disgust at such blatant evil. Sure, in the recent past, she may have done those exact same things… to some of her close friends, but what separated her from the true despicable criminals was she put them back where she found them! Eventually!

“Well, it should be easy enough to find the kidnappers, right?” Sunset asked her girlfriend. “You could see both of their faces pretty clearly in that footage.”

“But that’s not everything…” Adagio said worriedly.

“French authorities later discovered the vehicle several miles away, crashed into the side of a hill, allegedly due to the men driving intoxicated. They were both apprehended at the scene of the crash, however, Princess Skystar was nowhere to be found…”

Sunset gave an unsettled gulp. This was news taking place on the other side of the world with people who had no connection to her. Why was she getting a bad feeling from this?

Elsewhere in the world, the woman known as Crystal Less was seen hunched over her desk, an open double door revealed an upstairs patio and a tropical island forest behind her. Though the woman in question seemed less concerned with her rich surroundings at the moment.

“Yes… yes Queen Novo. I was at the bar in question as assigned to by my superior officer,” she groaned. “I had caught wind that your daughter had snuck away from her security detail to that seedy location earlier, but by the time I arrived… Ahhhhh…” Crystal suddenly gave a light gasp. “....N-no… just a slight headache I have from this whole ordeal. “As I was saying, by the time I arrived, those men must’ve already taken her. I was not able to pursue them.”

A long moment of silence was heard as the agent listened to what the queen barked at her, Crystal doing nothing but fidgeting in her seat. “I have already recommended performing a full comprehensive check into those two kidnappers' backgrounds. It is most likely they are part of a larger operation seeking to kidnap the princess. The excuse they are trying to sell of not knowing who exactly they were grabbing is laughable. They probably traded her off to the men who had hired them for the job part way through their drive. We will….. ahhmmmmmm…” Crystal suddenly let out in pain again, though it almost sounded as if a moan. After a moment of heavy breathing, she continued her call, “we will find those responsible and bring them to justice. All of them. I’ve already arranged a jet to Cairo where an informant believes he can shed some light on the underground organization that stole the princess. Trust me, Queen Novo, I will find your daughter.”

After a few more tense moments of listening to the queen’s strong parting words, Crystal hung up the phone and reclined back in her chair with a sigh.

“That woman sure does love you…” she cooed softly, spreading her legs open wider as she blissfully rode over the pleasurable sensations rolling over her. Glancing under her desk she saw the rather remarkably lewd sight of Princess Skystar herself in all her naked glory. A mouth watering sight the paparazzi would have sold their soul for. Her body was propped upwards on her knees by a soft rope wrapped around her arms, but also by one firm hand of her captive reaching down below and bobbing her head along a dark, thick, and hard futacock. “But I think you’ll find my love for you more than enough to keep you busy for a long time, princess,” she giggled, gripping Skystar’s head harder and increasing the tempo in which she moved her. Not long after did a torrent of milky white cum erupt from the tip of her cock directly down the throat of her newest toy. “Nnnggg…” she grunted in ecstasy, clenching her eyes shut as she released every drop the sexy little princess deserved to swallow.

“About your new toy, mistress,” another girl’s voice was heard from the doorway. The only other waking person on the island. She wore the look of any fitting assistant in a respectable business. A short skirt, panty hose, white collared tight fitting top, glasses, a clipboard held to her chest. “It took a good deal of effort to lead the investigation in the wrong direction, but with no loose ends, it's doubtful anyone will ever suspect you had anything to do with her disappearance, Miss Less.”

“You know what I’ve said regarding this matter,” she replied. “I am no longer on the field over comms. We no longer address ourselves by our code names.”

“Yes, of course. My apologies, Miss Chrysalis…”

“Good…” the master spy herself grinned back. “Now, Ocellus, see to schedule another call for Queen Novo next week when I inform her of my, heh, updates, in her missing daughter’s investigation. Keep in mind the time zone differences.” The woman bounced up from her chair with a joyful spring in her step. Her dutiful assistant knew full well this was the brief period of time her boss was in her best possible mood, for obvious reasons. The toy between her legs was no simple feat. Like many others, this was a multi-week long mission of espionage, research, stealth, and deception. Not just deceiving the right authorities and discerning the best moment to abduct their prey when they were most vulnerable to being taken. And Chrysalis quite obviously intended for the princess to pay her back for every second of it. Pulling back from her desk and simultaneously slipping her length out of Skystar’s mouth, the spy brashly pulled her out from underneath the desk and wiped her slick cum-glazed cock clean in the royal’s hair.

“A call with the queen?” Ocellus asked, confused. “Will you not simply be faking your own death again?”

“Not this time,” Chrysalis hummed. “I’ve just recently discovered that having a crazed mother ranting to me over her precious missing daughter who is unknowingly sucking me off is a rather, mmmmm, pleasurable high. Heh, almost made me feel like a queen myself. I’ll be milking that cow for all it’s worth.”

“Of course, Chrysalis,” Ocellus said with a nod of understanding, only to watch as her boss easily hauled the naked princess up from her seat on the floor and gently rested her down upon her wide desk.

“And take the sleeping beauty here to my bedroom and prepare her. I’m sure I don’t need to inform you I will be occupied for the next few hours breaking her in…” Ocellus shook her head. “Good. Then, for the evening, ready the rest of the girl’s for my hunt. But first, there’s the matter of the fun you will be seeing tonight. Your homework.”

“There’s no need for that. I’ve already settled on the matter of your next mark,” Ocellus replied, pushing her glasses up as she set a plain folder from her clipboard down onto her superior’s desk.

“Oh? So quickly?” Chrysalis asked, quite intrigued at her assistant's effectiveness. She cast Skystar's beautiful naked body before her out of her mind for a moment, crossing her legs as she opened the folder and pursued the contents from a strictly business perspective. “Ocellus…” she said after a moment. “We can abduct literally any of the beautiful women in the world. Be they princess, super model, or even movie stars… and you want to set our sights on a mere high school student? Granted, she appears quite the catch, and the authorities tend to not try so hard when these nobodies go missing.” She eyed her assistant suspiciously with a raised brow. “Or is that why, Ocellus? Are you just getting lazy? We certainly wouldn’t need to prepare more than a windowless van and some rope for this one.”

“That isn’t why, mistress,” Ocellus quickly replied. “The machine-learning algorithm I wrote to flag certain images of notably erotic scenes and installed in through a backdoor onto the automated surveillance systems that the NSA routinely runs on their own citizens. This girl was a key object of interest that it returned over a dozen runs. For a good reason as I soon discovered. There’s something different about her I think you are going to want to see. These are merely a sample of the images I hacked from her computer and phone.” She pulled out another, much thicker, folder and placed it on her desk. There were videos too, mistress, but…” she added with a slight blush, “my computer did not have enough storage space to download them all.”

Chrysalis flicked open the thick folder, her eyes nearly popping out instantly, before a wicked grin crawled onto her face. “Interesting… very interesting…” Ocellus gave another bow before picking up Skystar's unconscious body and moving her towards the bedroom. Chrysalis watched with a satisfied smile as her newest prey’s naked breasts bounced and swayed with every movement as she was carried away before turning her attention back to the folders before her.

“It seems like you and I are about to get quite close, Sunset Shimmer.”

“Can you believe it?! An all day beach bikini beauty contest and school photo op?” Lavender Lace exclaimed excitedly.

Sitting next to her was Mystery Mint, fixing up her eye liner with anticipation. Like many girls here, she came with the intent of looking her best. “Yeah, and girls only too! A girl’s day out! A thing of dreams!” she practically sang.

“You girls are all missing the most important thing!” Rainbow Dash added, a few seats behind, “we’re doing this instead of school!” It was, in fact, a Friday afternoon, during what should have been normal school hours for the bus full of Canterlot High School girls. But instead, they were taking full advantage of the beautiful sunny day that it was with a trip to the sandy beach.

“Ugggg… don’t remind me,” The hunched over Twilight groaned sadly into her backpack. Perhaps the only one at CHS depressed they had substituted a perfect day of learning for a day of fun. Personally the bookworm would have considered staying behind at school if it was an option, but Principal Celestia had sternly stated the trip was quite mandatory for all girls like her. Like how it was also mandatory for every girl to be wearing a two piece bikini. Celestia had been insistent to check all their tops beneath their street clothes before boarding the vehicle.

For one Sunset Shimmer, this trip was perfect. She was probably the most excited one for this trip, though she hid it well. No more unsexy concealing full body wetsuits worn by certain large breasted shy pinkettes. The futa could simply not stop licking her lips in pure anticipation of the trip. And better yet, it wasn’t only CHS attending this beach bikini contest.

Looking out from the side window, Sunset spotted a similar bus driving beside them, packed to capacity full of female Crystal Prep students, their rivals for this supposed beauty contest. With that, they had followed the same rules as the CHS students. Even Sunset was able to spot one impatient Indigo Zap drawing her shirt up over her head and off her arms, allowing her wonderful bikini-clad breasts to bounce into view as she stuffed her shirt into her backpack. Sitting next to Sunset, Fluttershy gave a light jump at her neighbor's sudden movement of placing her backpack directly over her groin, concealing any and all suspicious tents that could be seen being pitched.

“Is everything alright, Sunset?” Fluttershy asked out of concern.

“Alright? Y-yeah, everything’s fine! Great even!” Sunset was sweating with pure adrenaline now. Her mind was scrambling with all possible ways for her to approach the absolute bikini beauty buffet bestowed upon her this day. With so many of her fellow attractive classmates around in their sexy swimwear with strings just struggling to contain all of their fat, bouncing chest within… she just knew she would have to relieve herself in one or two… dozen… of them just to stay sane. The sexual lust her futahood flooded her with during times like these tended to require such things. Though, one thing she knew for absolute certain was that Fluttershy was absolutely going to be one that ended the day with a womb full of her seed. Sorry Neon, and all the other boys in the club. Relationship dibs were strictly off the table for today! “A-Actually Fluttershy… there is one thing you can do for me… W-When we get to the beach can you follow me away from the group for a bit? There’s…. s-something interesting I want you to see! A-And bring Watermelody with you! Yeah… both of you girls.”

Fluttershy stared at her nervously twitching and sweating friend, one who was obviously just anxious about appearing in a bikini photoshoot. More nervous than her, in fact! She gave a light giggle at the thought. “Sure, Sunset! That sounds like fun,” she beamed, hoping that would at least help settle her friend down. She hadn't the faintest idea that was exactly what she would be doing.

“Thanks, Fluttershy,” Sunset breathed a sigh of relief, counting down the seconds until they arrived at the beach and she could lure and lull some of her beautiful classmates into a quick nap to take her edge off. She had already received a special roofie shipment from Equestria, designed to slip her targets into short quick naps, long enough to unload into one, or two holes of theirs if she was quick. Since it wasn’t exactly near night time, using her full strength roofies would prove far too suspicious for when the girls eventually woke up. And she certainly didn’t want to deny her friends from participating in this beauty contest, that would have just been rude.

Elsewhere, sitting at the front of the moving bus, Vice Principal Luna stared uneasily at her older sibling. “Sister, are you certain the board approved such an excursion for our students? Just our female students? This field trip seems so unlike anything they’ve allowed before.” She could already feel the death stares of a good half dozen of her students behind her as she cast doubt on what was obviously a gift from the heavens to them.

“Oh, don’t worry about it,” Celestia replied dismissively with a wave of her hand, not even meeting her gaze. “I’ve already taken care of everything, Luna.”

“B-b-b-but sister! This is so unorthodox!” Luna protested yet again, feeling the slight growls of Velvet Sky and Roseheart behind her now. While it was true, her older sister was more fun loving than most stick in the mud principals, a spontaneous field trip like this was something new, even for her. To a frightening degree even. Sure, the girls may love it, why wouldn’t they, but she couldn’t help but worry about the consequences of such a trip. It was so sudden, not even the parents were properly informed of the event, making her worry of potential lawsuit liability! At the very least, she could predict many moms going full Karen at the next school board meeting in the wake of this event. And it certainly didn’t help that Dean Cadance seemed to be on the exact same page as Celestia regarding this matter. Before, she had thought the more level headed head of Crystal Prep Academy would have put a stop to this idea, instead of encouraging it and joining in with her own female students… and leaving her, as the mere vice principal, the odd one out with no authority to stop any of it. All this worrying was already starting to make her feel so tired…

Back further in the bus, staring silently out the window, Sunset’s lust hazed mind was overly conflicted between two courses of action: strategizing how to best lure her chosen picks from each school into her traps, and what exactly she would do to each and every single one of those girls after they were out cold. Not like she would be alone in the matters. Seeing as she was no longer a student at the school, Adagio was driving to the beach herself, and tended to have no shortages of good ideas on both of the tasks in her mind. In fact, she had driven ahead and should be waiting for them there in sheer anticipation. Thank the heavens too. Had her beloved girlfriend willingly chosen to miss an event like this, the two of them would have had to have a rather serious chat about their relationship. In reality though, once Adagio had learned of the bikini beauty contest, she had immediately cleared her schedule and set herself to go with nothing in heaven or earth Sunset could have done to have possibly stopped her, even if she wanted to. It was just one of the many reasons she truly loved her siren.

“Hey, Fluttershy,” Sunset snickered as an impish idea popped into her head. “You think Lemon Zest, Sunny Flare, Rarity, and Fleur would be open to some nude beach tanning to catch some rays? You know, since the boys aren’t here and all. We’d still do it far away from everyone else, just so we can have a bit of privacy. You’d be welcome to join us, of course!” Seemed like a decent enough start. She knew personally that Rarity hated bikini tan lines and getting her to slightly remove her swimwear would mean less cleanup for her before they woke up again.

To her surprise though, Fluttershy didn’t answer. Sunset glanced over to her pinkette friend to find her eyes closed, her head laying back limp in her bus seat. “F-Fluttershy?” Sunset asked, giving her classmate a rigorous shake on the shoulder. “Don’t go to sleep yet!” Words she never thought she would ever say. It was the middle of the day and the drive to the beach wasn’t even that long. How was she falling asleep already?

The smooth sailing of the bus was abruptly shifted into a bumpy ride as the vehicle suddenly turned off the main road onto a deserted unpaved path, following the Crystal Prep bus ahead of it. Even with that though, Fluttershy didn’t wake. “Girls, did one of you keep Fluttershy up all night? What did I tell you about those all night gaming sessions?!” She cast a glance to the over side of the aisle, only to find both Pinkie Pie and Rainbow Dash had likewise seen it fit to slumber off for their short ride.

“D-Driver,” Luna spoke softly with a tired yawn, “t-this isn’t… this isn’t the approved route to the beach. Where are we headed?...”

“S-Something’s wrong!” The driver suddenly protested, “the steering wheel isn’t working!” He moved the wheel rapidly, turning it right and left, yet the bus seemingly ignored all input from him and continued along the dirt path as if it had a mind of its own. Even in the heat of the moment, he too seemed to be having trouble keeping his eyes open.

Having just now noticed how quiet her usually talkative classmates had recently been, Sunset seemed to be in a slight panic now, as she squeezed past Fluttershy and stood up in the middle aisle of the bus. It was all the same everywhere she looked. Octavia, Vinyl, Cloudy Kicks, Rarity, Trixie, Lavender Lace, Twilight, Applejack, Tennis Match, and everyone else… all their eyes were closed as they nodded off!! The bumpy dirt they were traveling on did nothing to disturb their slumber.

Suddenly, the bus came to a stop, at a clearing with nothing but dense packed trees and brush to either side of the vehicle. No signs of other people or civilization in any direction. The Crystal Prep bus had done the exact same thing in front of them. Celestia got up from her seat, seemingly not noticing the sleeping students behind her. Sunset looked to her to see if she at least had words for their current route to the beach. Instead, her principal merely opened the bus door, hooked her arms around the bus driver and dragged him upwards from his seat. The man didn’t fight her seeing as he to was likewise napping away now.

‘Even the bus driver is sleeping?! Who was driving us then?’

Whistling to herself, Celestia dragged the unconscious driver outside on the dirt road before unceremoniously dumping his body to the side, letting it roll down a small hill. And she wasn’t the only one… Looking forward, Sunset spotted Dean Cadance doing the exact same thing with their driver. Though on her head it seemed as if she was wearing… a gas mask?!

The two principals wordlessly nodded to each other before stepping back into their respective school buses. The doors closed back behind them as the buses automatically resumed their route themselves, leaving the only two men that had been present behind, sleeping in the dirt.

“P-Principal Celestia…?” Sunset Shimmer asked uneasily, seeing as no one else was awake to do so. “Why did you do that? What’s going on?”

Standing in the front with her full attention now directed at Sunset, Celestia wore a wicked smile on her face. “Mmmmm, you really are the real deal, Sunset Shimmer. The gas pumped through the AC has no effect on you I see. You are obviously no stranger to the substance to have built up your own immunity. Not the typical skill for your average high schooler now is it?”

“Y-You did all of this?” Sunset said. Something was obviously very wrong with her principal. Was she under some creature’s magical sway again? Was her mind being controlled by someone? Or had her principal truly gone crazy. What was going on here?!

“Heh heh heh,” Celestia chuckled menacingly. “Perhaps this would all make more sense if we met, face to face.”

Reaching up with her hand, Celestia grasped at something unseen in front of her head, pulling it away. The shape of Sunset’s dear Principal vanished instantly, revealing yet a different woman, holding a mere paper mask with Celestia’s face on it. One discarded carelessly onto the sleeping vice principal beside her.

Before Sunset stood a tall intimidating figure, her skin dark, her hair green, her eyes a burning emerald, and her bust enormous, all concealed in a full body, skintight, black outfit appearing as though it was designed for stealth and infiltration. Much like her, it was clear she was a woman who did her best work at night.

“Am I supposed to know you?” Sunset asked the mysterious woman.

“Mmmm, well not exactly yet,” the woman spoke in a completely different and sultry voice. “You may call me, Chrysalis, and believe it or not, Sunset Shimmer, I am exactly like you.”

“Yeah, I doubt that,” Sunset glared at her, balling her hands into fists as it appeared this woman was itching for a fight. “I assume you have something to do with the sleeping gas then… and that you’re doing the same thing with the Crystal Prep girls too in your disguises. Where are the real Principal Celestia and Cadance?”

“Don’t worry about them. They are coming along with us too. Just sleeping away in the luggage compartment below us. Like proper,” Chrysalis grinned at her. “But as for my ultimate purpose here today, it is to meet you, Sunset. As I said, you and I are peas in a pod. Care to guess why?” She gave several pats to her groin, giving Sunset a suggestive lick of her lips, and raise of her brow.

“No way…” Sunset breathed, unwilling to even speak what she feared Chrysalis was suggesting, for fear that one of her classmates was still slightly conscious to hear it.

“I may be the world’s greatest spy, assassin, and seductress… but without a doubt my unusual gift between the legs is what I’ve accomplished most with, and I know it is a gift you share, Sunset Shimmer. Not just the changes it brings to our bodies, but our minds as well… Just look at all these precious girls here,” she cooed, gently rubbing the back of her hand against Trixie’s cheek with feigned affection. You’ve probably fucked every single one of them, haven’t you? Luring them to sleep, using their naked bodies to your heart’s content, fulling them to the brim with your essence, and continuing on the next morning like good friends as if nothing happened. Oh how I do love a good deception.”

Sunset neither confirmed nor denied the spy’s claims, only ground her teeth as her heart raced, mind reeling at how this mystery woman knew so much about her. Even worse, there was the thought of what she was planning on doing!

“But watching you, I could tell, Sunset Shimmer, that these girls aren’t just your simple lays or disposable cum dumps. No… they mean something to you. They are your harem; your many, many mates. You’re protective of them, caring even! Longing for their well being even after their purpose serving your body has been fulfilled…. But they are too much for you to handle alone, right? I’d imagine so, with so many of them and when none of them even realize they belong to you. So you’ve been delegating the task of their care to other trustworthy… ugggg… men. Boys with functional cocks who will look after and care for the girls in the same exact manner you would. You even formed a cute little club centered around the use of your roofies on them. Supplying them, training them, and teaching them to perform exactly as you would, like a true master of the craft.”

“Fine… so you know a lot about me. So what?” Sunset spat. “Am I supposed to be impressed?”

In the blink of an eye, Chrysalis whipped a combat knife out of its holster on her arm, holding the tip of the sharpened blade up against the sleeping Trixie’s throat.

Sunset let loose a furious growl, taking a step closer to the master spy.

“A protective harem owner, indeed,” Chrysalis giggled at the sight of her. “But much like these girls here, there’s much of you hiding within that needs to be brought into the light.” She slashed down with the blade, not cutting Trixie, but rather, her shirt. A clean cut straight from top to bottom, ruining the garment completely. The spy didn’t hesitate to rip the remainder off, revealing the teenager’s almost scandalously-clad bikini top and making it quite clear the magician had dressed to impress for this field trip. Immediately after Chrysalis saw it as her duty to reach down and greedily grope at the freshly exposed breasts, tugging the soft material of bikini cups back so her full tits and their perky glory could be exposed and molested, skin to skin. “Oh don’t worry, Ms. Shimmer. I’m not going to harm your sexy little pets. In fact, quite the opposite. I’m going to show them quite a good time.”

Sunset stumbled in her place slightly as the bus ran over a small bump, now only realizing she hadn’t been paying any attention to where the automatic driving buses were hauling them all too. Looking out the window, it appeared as though the buses had left the dirt road, only to arrive at an obscure and empty dock. The CHS and Crystal Prep buses didn’t stop there. They continued to drive up the dock until they were over the ocean water. At the end there was a lone cargo boat, waiting with a large hatch opened, acting as a ramp, a ramp both vehicles drove up and inside the vessel. Not a second after the back wheels of the last bus cleared did the ramp begin to close and the ship started to move. The cargo bay the buses finally came to a stop in soon began to fade into near pitch darkness as the ramp fully closed.

Sunset could barely see a thing, but could hear the bus door open, and Chrysalis stepping out. She hurried to keep up after her. “Truth be told Sunset, I grew rather bored watching you train and nurture all your bright-eyed roofie enthusiasts, and letting them have most of the fun going to town on your harem. I yearn to see you return to the classics. Where it is just you, the master of it all, working her magic on these gullible girls to lure them into her whims. So that’s why you and I are going to be playing a little game. That’s where we are headed now.”

“Uh huh. And what if I don’t want anything to do with your game?!” Sunset exclaimed into the darkness, the voice of Chrysalis sounding all around her.

“Well… I suppose you don’t have to play... just like how I don’t have to keep your secret that the most popular girl at Canterlot High School is actually a dick-wielding futa who has been secretly drugging and fucking every single one of her female classmates to her perverted heart’s content for years and years… with plenty of photographic and video proof to back it all up. Oh… how I can just imagine how that would shatter all of the girl’s worlds!” the voice of Chrysalis giggled evilly as she imagined such chaos. “And the fact that a girl has a bigger cock than any guy at school, well that would be the boy’s world shattered as well. Shattered worlds all around!”

Sunset grit her teeth again, growling angrily at the dark void all around her. She obviously didn’t have a choice in the matter, blackmail be damned. They were already enroute to some location out in the distant ocean. And from the way they silently departed, it was doubtful anyone would even realize they were gone for quite some time. The chances of rescue from the authorities were close to zero.

“Fine… I’ll play your game,” Sunset spoke.

“Good girl…” An arm wrapped around from behind was suddenly found pressing into her throat. Chrysalis gleaming impishly as she locked the high school girl into a tight chokehold. The old fashioned way of knocking a victim into the sand man’s embrace. Sunset struggled briefly, but knew she was no match for a master spy, even if she could escape her grasp. The only thing she could do was pass out, joining the rest of her classmates and fellow school as they were unwittingly dragged into an unknown fate.

“Ugggggg…. What a bitch….” Sunset groaned as she finally came to, her head still throbbing like crazy. She cracked open her eyes with difficulty, taking in her surroundings. It was no longer the early morning, the sky showing it was evening, Sunset hoping on the same day at least. Her outer street clothes had been removed from her, leaving her in nothing more than the two piece bikini she had worn beneath. Below her was no longer the cold and hard floor surface of a cargo ship, but rather the grainy texture of sand. She was on a beach! An empty beach… There was no one else around her. Further up the shore wasn’t a parking lot, or the carnival, but a vast forest of untamed landscape!

“I-I’m on an island!?!” Sunset exclaimed out loud in almost aggravating frustration.

“Yes, that’s right,” Chrysalis’s voice was heard, coming from the one thing that seemed to be accompanying Sunset on the empty beach. A large wooden crate. Sunset cautiously walked over and popped the lid off. The spy herself wasn’t there, but rather, a monitor with her face on it, quite clearly staring back at her. “Nice to see you’re finally up, my little contestant. Welcome to my private island. I did promise to bring you girls to the beach while I was disguised as your principal did I not?”

“Why are we here?” Sunset groaned. For some reason, her futahood was already incredibly excited. She attempted to ignore it and focus on her enemy.

“I thought you would appreciate it. It serves as the perfect place for our little competition to play out, in full privacy from the rest of the world. We are many, many miles away from the nearest land mass, and officially, this location doesn’t even exist on the map,” Chrysalis grinned at her through the monitor.

“With no way of escaping if we want to leave…” Sunset added, unimpressed.

“Oh? Catching on quickly I see,” Chrysalis snickered. “You are a straight-A student after all. But the smart remarks will have to take a backseat if you want to win this competition. You’re going to need every second you can get.”

“Fine… What’s your game, Chrysalis?” Sunset finally asked with a huff, crossing her arms over her bikini-clad chest.

“It’s simple really. In fact, it’s the same thing you’ve been doing all this time!” Chrysalis beamed proudly. “All the girls from both of your schools are likewise waking up at various locations on this beach, just like you. My assistant and I did see to spreading them apart appropriately. But none of them will have this crate of equipment like you do. Nope, just them and their bikinis, with nothing to do but wander aimlessly about through the island as they try to deduce what happened to them all. Completely helpless to anything or anyone who would want to take advantage of them... Do you see where I am going with this?”

Sunset’s cock gave an involuntary twitch of pure lust fueled excitement, one that even made her stumble a bit. Her futahood was never this eager or pent up before. What was going on?

“You want me to hunt them down and fuck them…” Sunset concluded, looking at the equipment Chrysalis had so kindly left her in the crate.

“Indeed. Let’s say, most girls are worth one point, your closest friends are worth three, and the principals… I can’t help but notice you haven’t bagged them yet… they’ll be worth ten!” Chrysalis said giddily. “Creampies for points, but feel free to go to town on their other holes for your sole enjoyment.”

“Why the point system?” Sunset asked as her dick gave another, almost painful, yearning throb of wanting to fuck. “I’ll be fucking them either way.”

“Because… Ms. Shimmer… you won’t be the only hunter in this game.” The feed on the monitor pulled back from her face, revealing the woman no longer suited up in her spy attire, but rather a full safari getup! In true Ernest Hemingway style. “Are you getting me all in frame, Ocellus?” She did a small pose, bracing herself on one knee she raised upwards to rest on the rock.

“Yes maam,” the unseen Ocellus replied. The stoic spy’s assistant was merely wearing her own safari themed attire and hat, one equipped with a camera that fed directly into the monitor before Sunset, and most likely also saved a personalized recording of everything the futa spy did from her assistant’s perspective.

“Good. Now, Ms. Shimmer, the one who accumulates the most points by tomorrow morning will be crowned the winner and earn full rights to the lives of all of the girls participating in our little contest! Simple enough, don’t you think?”

“What are you going to do with two buses worth of high school teenagers?!” Sunset exclaimed.

“Sell them most likely,” Chrysalis shrugged nonchalantly. “I’ve already gone through the trouble of abducting them, after all. And you’ll be surprised how high of a price pretty young things like them can fetch on foreign black markets. The rest of the world may hate you Americans, but they sure as hell love your women!”

“Bitch…” Sunset growled again.

“Oh, and if that wasn’t motivation enough I also took the liberty of injecting a little something extra into your body while you were out. What was it, Ocellus?”

“Horse aphrodisiac, maam,” came the reply.

“Right! Imported from the Russians! Really gets those stallions' motor's purring. I’d imagine you have quite the rod that needs milking at the moment. And it’ll only get worse as time goes on,” Chrysalis smugly grinned at her. Sunset couldn’t deny it, her cock was driving her crazy with lust! Though she had been trying to keep her composure to her nemesis all this time.

“You’re free to watch my hunt from that monitor, of course, and see whatever pleasure your own hands can give you. I’ll be sure to get plenty of action for you to jerk off to,” Chrysalis giggled. “But I’m afraid doing that won’t leave you with much time to claim your classmate’s pretty little pussies yourself.”

“I get it already. I’ll play your dumb game!” Sunset growled, digging through the crate of equipment for tools to use. “And I’ll win!”

“Goooood. Now I suggest you use those toys wisely… Unless you want any of your prey to accidentally stumble upon the big secret hiding between your legs.”

“Was already planning on it,” Sunset spat.

“Excellent. Then let the games begin…”