Twilight is busy for the next two weeks, frequent trips out of town and favors she needs to fulfil all stacking up on her. Thoughts of what happened between her and Celestia keep her mind busy constantly, however - whenever she isn't preoccupied helping somepony with a friendship problem (or some homework), she's pressing her hooves into the healed places where those needles had been, or using her sparse moments alone to daydream about all the filthy ideas she wants to try when she has the chance.

Finally, though, It's a Saturday and Twilight has nothing planned for her evening or the next morning. Spike and Starlight are even busy, leaving Twilight with no awkward explanations for where she's heading out to. She sent Celestia a letter that morning and received the go ahead to meet her at the employee entrance of the building, to try on a more fitting disguise.

'Is 'try on' appropriate for a spell? Twilight ponders as she makes her way around the back of the building, to a small closet-like door hidden in the brick. She knocks three times, then after a moment, gives it a good hard cow kick. The door opens moments later, revealing the Bartender and owner of the Masquerade. She smiles at Twilight, and even now that she knows, it still makes Twilight dizzy to look at her. The bartender seems to notice Twilight's discomfort and laughs, waving a hoof you usher her inside. "Ponies who know you too well will be very disconcerted by this spell, Twilight, but only if they both know you well and are looking closely. I can tell you look closely at everything though, which is why I knew you'd recognize me as soon as you saw me."

Twilight keeps her eyes moving while the bartender talks, looking at the high shelves of booze and the numerous large crates around the room. Her eyes pause on the several racks containing all the consent bands, right around the time the bartender pauses and turns to her.

"So, Is there anything in particular you want to look like, Twilight?" She asks, smiling. Twilight makes the mistake of glancing at her face before looking down at the floor, woozy.

"Uhh...No, honestly. You can surprise me if you'd like, Celestia." Twilight says, smiling without looking up. Instantly she's covered in a soft yellow light and filled with a warm, glowing feeling.

Twilight scrunches up her eyes, not knowing what to expect. She feels...Startlingly little, really, while she transforms. Her hooves and eyes tingle but the rest of her just feels very warm. There's a quick, sudden pain in her wings and then it's all gone - She feel's normal, for a Unicorn. She blinks her eyes open carefully, and the first things she notices are that she's a considerable bit taller, her wings are gone, and her fur is a dark wine-raspberry color. It reminds her of Fizzlepop. Twilight looks up and sees a mirror floating in front of the bartender's face, showing Twilight a stranger. Her face is roughly the same shape, slightly sharper on the angles, and her horn is longer. Her main is in the same style but is all a dark purple color. She turns to the side, and sees that she simply has no cutie mark right now, and her tail matches her mane. "Huh." She says, her voice thankfully the same. "Thank you, C-"

The bartender interrupts her, "Mistress, Twilight. Don't you go forgetting so quickly." Her voice is teasing, and Twilight catches a glimpse of a smile from behind the mirror. Twilight laughs and paws the floor sheepishly. "You'll need a stage name, also. What shall I call you while while you're here, Newcomer?" Mistress teases again, hovering the mirror down as she turns towards the far door. Twilight is grateful for that.

"I think...I think I'd like to go by Constellation."

Twilight goes back outside, slides on her eyemask, and enters through the front door. The doorman is different this time, a scrawny Pegasus stallion, and he doesn’t make any chitchat with her. Quickly, Twilight is back inside the Masquerade, and it feels...Much more welcoming this time.

A sense of understanding eases over Twilight, reminding her that nopony here will judge her, and everypony is like her in some way. She smiles, and heads further inside. Flyers are hanging all around the stage listing events and dates, and the large bold font on one of them catches her eye.

Trotting over to the stage, Twilight sees that there’s an event happening tonight - ponies are asked to stop their play between the hours of 2 and 3 AM to watch The Hypnotist in her exciting act, Menagerie. The image on the flyer is a wolf and a snake, with a shadowed shape of a pony between them.

Intrigued, Twilight quickly orders a drink and grabs a seat close to the stage. All around her, happy and sexual ponies are winding down from their playing, and coming towards the stage to settle down for the show.

Some particularly rowdy stallions take a long time to get out of the trough in the corner of the room, where they where rolling and playing in - and making a huge mess with - each other’s piss. They rinse off quickly and sit close together just next to Twilight, wrapped in thick fuzzy towels that the Bartender provided for them.

The lights dim, and Twilight feels herself grinning. She has no idea what she’s about to witness, but she’s beyond excited to be able to sit and watch.

The stage lights flare on, revealing Pegasus in full-body Latex. Only her wings, eyes, and holes are visible. From that Twilight can tell that her coat is yellow, and her eyes are cyan. She has a sudden suspicion of who this is...

The Pegasus in stage takes a which bow, and lets out a short whistle. From behind the curtain walks a wolf, looking around and eying the room hesitantly. The Hypnotist watches the wolf carefully, and cocks her head.

The moment their eyes lock, the wolf’s posture stiffens, then relaxes completely, and it walks up to her as if in a trance. She stares at it a moment longer, blows it a kiss, and turns herself so her left side is facing the crowd. She hums for a moment, sounding entirely at peace, and nods at the wolf. Her forelegs lower and her tail flags, waving back and forth in front of the canine.

It watches, entranced, and Twilight sees something red peeling out under its coat. She blushes hot as she’s suddenly flooded by understanding.

This is a little out of her court, she has to admit. She’s never thought about...whatever this is, before. Despite not being particularly aroused, curiosity gets the best of her, and Twilight leans forward in her seat, desperate to know more.

The wolf begins to mount The Hypnotist, the claws on his front paws grasping for purchase on her slick, latex body. The suit creaks as she shifts, pressing her hips back to meet the desperate thrusts of the horny wolf. His cock - much more tapered than any Stallion’s - slides in easily once it finds a hole, and he buries himself deep inside her pussy. His thrusts are like a jackhammer, quick and hard and in rapid succession. The Pegasus is holding up most of his weight on her back, and she seems perfectly happy about that - her expression is serene, more relaxed than aroused, though a steadily growing puddle of drool beneath her seems to indicate that it’s both.

Suddenly she reaches up a hood and undoes the zipper over her mouth. Once her mouth is free, she whistles again, longer this time. The curtain parts just slightly. Out comes a medium-sized snake, dark grey-brown with tan and white spotting. It slithers across the stage, only stopping once it’s in front of the mare. It looks up at her shaking form, still being rocked back and fourth by the wolf’s thrusting, and meets her eyes. They stare at each other for a long moment.

Slowly, The Hypnotist’ mouth slides open, slick with spit and leaking it down the sides of her muzzle. The snake slowly moves forward, moving its head into her mouth. She holds her head steady, her breathing even, as more and more of this snake slithers its way into her mouth and throat, until suddenly, none of it is left in the stage at all - only a pony, being mated by a wolf.

Twilight stares in open-mouthed shock. The pony and the wolf continue their rapid fucking, small and quiet moans slipping free from the Pegasus.

The wolf stills suddenly, as far in as he can go, panting loudly. The Hypnotist moans, the loudest sound from her all night, and tenses up.

Her mouth stays open after her moan, the head of the snake peeking back out from her parted lips. The rest of it soon follows, sliding down her neck and landing in a wet pile under her. She gags a little, coughs a couple times, then looks down at the snake with a warm, content smile. It seems to smile back, in what ways snakes can smile.

The wolf slips back down onto his feet, backing away from the Hypnotist. He walks dutifully back to edge of the stage, and waits just in front of where the curtain parts. The snake begins the unfurl itself, and wraps itself around the pegasus' neck, hanging loosely like a damp, scaly necklace. The Hypnotist stands up, and takes a bow - and the room erupts in cheers.

Twlight's ears flatten immediately at the sudden onslaught of noise, but she finds herself clapping along. That was the strangest thing she's ever seen - but certainly one of the most interesting, as well. She's more certain now than ever that the pegasus on the stage had been Fluttershy. Its a surprise for sure - of all her friends, Fluttershy was the one she expected to see here the least. She definitely hides this part of herself well, Twilight figures, given that none of them had seemed to catch even the slightest hint about it. Twilight hadn't, at least.

She laughs quietly as she stands and begins to make her way through the crowd, over to the bar. Her own kinks seem almost pedestrian compared to these weird, new ones she's seen. She wonders if her Mistress will know of any more odd ones they could try...

Author's Note

As always, constructive criticism welcomed. ^-^ Kink suggestions also welcomed! Last chapter was very focused on pain play/bdsm so here’s something more Out There. Hope you enjoy!

Don’t worry, if Beatiality and Vore aren’t your thing, more normal stuff upcoming, including an ageplay/mommy kink chapter and a collar, pet play, chastity, brat taming chapter! These will mostly be Twilight watching others at the club, but feel free to make requests if you’d rather see her get in on this action!

Tell me what you think of Twilight's nerdy stage name. I couldn't think of anything else lol. I almost went with Storm, taken since she reminded herself of Fizzlepop/Tenpest, but like, it seemed out of character.

(In case anyone wants to correct me on how knotting works. I know. I am Aware. But horse vaginas are fucking huge and the head of a horse's dick gets comparatively bigger than the knot of a dog dick and slips out just fine. So I'm certain that the act of knotting simply wouldn't work.)

Anyway, Peace Y'all, till next time