My Life on a Cassette Tape

"And that's what happened?" Twilight looked at me with an unreadable expression. I nodded slowly. I had needed to come clean, and despite how improbable it sounded, I also needed these ponies to believe the truth about my condition.

"So that's what Gunther accomplished with you..." Periwinkle said, considering this carefully, likely partly thankful it hadn't been her, but endlessly sorrowful the master she loved had been the one to get hit in the end.

"Yes." I said plainly. "But I do have a prospective plan to maybe fix all of this." I began, setting down the small notepad I had sketched out my plan on. Raven was the one to pick it up, looking it over quickly, reading aloud.

"Everypony Gunther had hypnotized became suddenly free from the effects, and had all psychological effects removed." It was my best draft out of a great many nonfunctional ones. "Seems solid to me."

"The wording is quite tight as far as things go." Twilight commented, looking over Raven's shoulder at the paper. "Hmm..."

"I honestly should've done a similar recording at least for Starlight to begin with, but I was too concerned to start out that it would fail to even try... which was an oversight on my part. Either way, now we have the recorder back in our possession, we can get her back, as well as everypony else."

"Sounds good to me." Applejack said in a tone that was ever so slightly less murderous than I had anticipated. I lowered my head, not wanting to look at the mare. I had messed up, even if technically it wasn't my fault entirely. That might be the exact reason I wasn't an exhibition of brutality in the market square. "Let's get 'er done." We all nodded and moved down the hall quickly, noting a few wet spots here and there.

Reaching the room where the artifacts had been left,I noted it was remarkably clean. Somepony must've come through and fixed it up, because it definitely didn't have a cleaning enchantment on it. I grabbed the recorder and smirked. It had been a while, though it had only been about a day. It felt right holding it. I grabbed the earpiece and slipped it on, giving a sigh of pleasure as a new sensation washed over me, gaining a full smile from me. Some part of me knew something was off, but I was too caught up in the moment. Looking at the notepad, I clicked the record button.

"I am a huge, perverted, dick-loving," I said, reading the script, half noticing Twilight's shock as I went on, "cock-sucking, horny, sex-crazed, nympho, dick-slu-" Twilight boxed my one ear and pulled the mic out of the other. My world spun. I looked at her, a laser focus coming over me.

Dickslut shot his hand into the artifact case, grabbing master Gunther's artifact, activating it quickly. Sighing, he fell to his knees. Somepony was struggling, and they were halted by the artifact. He had been ordered to make his next recording an affirmation of his triggers, but now... now the other guy was being difficult. Looking up, he saw the ponies in the room. They were inviting him with their open stances. Standing, he pulled off his pants and looked over the ponies. None of these were master's slaves. Maybe he could fix that?

Moving up, he grabbed the purple one's skirt and pulled it down with her panties. Cress pulled back. Dickslut blinked a few times. This was odd, the other guy wasn't usually this powerful, at least not in his limited experience. He'd have to work fast. The hand that held master Gunther's artifact was already starting to feel the fatigue.

Dickslut looked at the purple pony, and then at her friends. He'd have to take care of them all. He moved from one pony to the next, quickly disrobing them, he was very good at taking clothes off. Soon, everypony in the room was naked, like they should be. Grabbing the purple one, he set her on her knees and quickly began to rub her horn. He had never done this before, but it should work. Working the pussy of the white one for a moment, he then slotted the two of them together, placing the white one on the purple one's horn, giving the purple one's pussy a good luck rub. Very sexy.

Moving over, he looked at the orange one and the small cream one. Maybe he could introduce them to a new fun? He quickly worked, making them hold each other in a tender embrace, and then fished their tongues out to make them kiss while wrapping tongues sensually. Pausing for a moment, he rubbed the two of them for good measure - never leave a job half finished! Looking over, he had the blue one, the yellow one, the pink one, the wine one, the white one with a red mane, and the gr... Raven. Cress was fighting hard.

Dickslut shook his head and focused on the two pegasi. He stroked their wings, and then their pussies, and then set them on the floor, extending their tongues into the other's pussy. Looking over to the pink and wine one, he thought they matched nicely. He grabbed the pink one and turned her upside down, and then made the wine one hold her like that, rubbed their pussies a bit, and then made them lick each other where he had rubbed, all while adjusting the wine one's position to hold the big bouncy mare whose breasts he definitely played with. Grabbing the white one with the red mane, he simply rubbed her a good bit before putting her kneeling on the ground, a hand between her legs and another on her breast - slowly lifting it to her mouth. One more good luck rub on the mare's pussy.

The fatigue was spreading through his chest, and the more tired he was the more Cress fought. It wasn't a good combination. Grabbing back the mic from Twilight, he put it back in his ear, looking back to... Raven. He had a need, and so did the other guy. Maybe he could shut him up and get what he wanted too? He was a dickslut, no, he was the DICKSLUT!

Grabbing her, he lowered her onto his dick and almost came from the explosion of pleasure. Holding her steady, he moved back to the recorder, her weight yet to press down on him as he pressed the record button. He had to give himself enough time, but he also needed to release the artifact or else he would be rendered useless, and unable to accomplish what Gunther had programmed him to do. Pressing record, he began his message.

"All the ponies I touch the pussies of are now compelled to find orgasm before anything else. The same goes for dicks." He added hastily before releasing the recording and smiling to himself as he released the artifact's power.

The room was an explosion of howls of pleasure. Even so, Dickslut felt himself slipping away. The other guy had woken up a bit more, that wasn't good. Pressing the record button once more, he smiled. He knew how to rile this pony, this other guy, and please master Gunther all in one go.

"The Elements of Harmony and Starlight Glimmer are all my horny, sex-cra," Raven slapped me, slapped Dickslut.

"F-fu... f-fu.... f-fight it... Cress! A-and... f-fuck m-me!" She moved her hips as best she could from her position. She was under the compulsion just as much as she should be. Dickslut was only too happy obliged as I began to f-fu... I tried to fight through, punching my way through the fog. He was distracted and it provided me an opening. NO! Dickslut was in charge now, the other guy just needed to get a good fuck and then he'd shut up.

"The Elements of Harmony and Starlight were my-"

"FRIENDS!" Raven shouted before kissing me and pressing the record button, ending the recording. Dickslut felt his grasp slipping, he was going to go away again and then the boring one would come out. Fine, let him come out, Dickslut would just grow horny enough to break through, and then he'd make the other guy's body do sexy things. But perhaps a parting gift. Tapping the shaft of his own dick, he felt the compulsion begin to take over him even as Dickslut waned.

I gasped as if having been underwater. A burning need was in my loins, and a fuckable Raven on my dick; and so I pumped. I fucked Raven with as much force as possible, relishing the moment, even as I felt suddenly a tad weaker. Falling to my knees, I adjusted her position, and began to fuck her doggy-style, panting as if I were one as the rampant heat washed over me. We were all in trouble, but all of us... we were too busy fucking to fucking care about it.