-Ponyville, plaza-

Lone Soul floated around with a cheerful grin spread across his lips. He watched the ponies and other creatures around him go about their days; their auras revealing their state of mind. “Heh, I’m actually surprised how many of them have some level of perception or are kind of in control of their emotions,” he said before staring at a relatively attractive older deep pink mare with her nose held high (literally in her case) carrying herself in a pompous stride. “But then there are ponies like her… such a shame, her tits look big and juicy,” he lamented himself as the mere proximity of that mare made others uncomfortable.

“Hmmm, maybe I should do something nice for them as I did for Cheerilee?” He said to himself before a playful grin spread across his lips. Without putting much effort now, a clone split from his ethereal body. The two of them shared a quick up-five before the clone moved towards the pink mare.

Once he was behind her, he used a finger to run it alongside her back, making her shiver and nearly lose her footing. “Gaaah!” She shrieked as the cold jolt of electricity caught her off guard. Taking advantage of her momentary distress and that many around the mare had stopped to look at her sudden outburst, the clone phased his hands through her body, ignoring her tube top until his hands came out the other end just beneath the E-cup jiggling breasts of the uptight mare.

In a swift movement, he grasped onto the edges of the tube top and pulled them down just enough to cause her breasts to pop out.

“Free, be free to bounce and wiggle all you want!” Both Lone Souls cried out at the same time while the pink mare turned redder than a tomato. He was expecting her to cry out or shriek, but she instead tucked her breasts back and continued walking, pretending that nothing had happened. Around her, however, several stallions and a few mares were murmuring, their moods changed for the better at the expense of just one spoiled mare. “Huh, credit where credit is due. She’s a tough one.”

“Yeah, no kidding. Hey, want me to go back, or do you want to have some more fun?” The clone asked.

“Do I really need to answer that, me?” The two spirits chuckled before resuming their stroll through the quaint village.

As the two Lone Souls floated about, they kept playing a few pranks here and there. Most of it was innocent and harmless; lift a skirt here, show a boob here, cop a feel from a particularly large set of mammaries one or twenty times, or make a mare drop what she was carrying just to gaze at her panties when she bent over to pick it up.

It sure brightened the mood around the onlookers.

“I think Pinkie was right. Doing nice things for others is surprisingly refreshing,” Lone Soul said, smiling.

“Yeah, and we get to sample the goods while we’re at it. It’s a win-win for everyone involved!” Added the clone.

“You know what sucks about being a spirit?” Asked Lone Soul.

“Apart from all these amazing abilities?” Replied the clone in jest.

“...I need to work on my sarcastic responses,” Lone Soule cleared his throat. “No. Look at that,” he said whilst pointing at a nearby stall selling fries, burgers, and candy. Then, a grey postmare with a blonde mane bought two burgers from the stall and moved away. “We can’t eat… I miss eating.”

“You and me both, partner, amigo, compadre, pal,” sighed the clone. “I’m just a spirit and yet I can feel my belly aching.”

“I can’t even remember what food tastes like,” Lone Soul lamented before suddenly pointing at the stall. “But that doesn’t mean I can’t try!”

Nodding to each other, the two spirits moved to the stall and stood still as they observed the fatty, juicy, and mouthwatering dishes presented in front of them. Without saying anything, the two dove their heads into the basket filled with hot-steaming fries. The two took great mouthfuls over and over again for several seconds until they pulled back at the same time, munching at empty air.

Before they could say anything or even share a glance, they took a ‘bite’ out of a few prepared burgers ready for serving.

“Ohhhhh, it tastes soooo good! Meaty and filling, yum yum!” The clone said.

“And the fries are salty and just right, quite delicious!” Lone Soul agreed, munching at nothing.

It wasn’t perfect and it certainly didn’t fill the empty void in their stomachs, but it tricked their gnawing need to ‘eat’ something. With his hunger abated, at least for the moment, Lone Soul and his clone turned around to find two gorgeous young mares sitting on a bench. Curiosity took over when they saw one yawn, so they chose to move closer.

Sweetie Belle rubbed one of her eyes before Diamond Tiara handed her a tissue, which she accepted. “You look like crap, Belle. Trouble sleeping again?” The unicorn nodded. “Hey, if you want, my father’s shop sells some pretty strong sleeping pills. I could get you a few bottles at a discount.”

“Thanks but no thanks, Ti,” Sweetie Belle yawned again. “I fall asleep like a log, it’s the nightmares that get me and Rarity.”

Diamond Tiara made a face of disgust. “I hate nightmares, they interrupt my beauty sleep,” she said while cupping her breasts. “And these babies need it~”

“Well, my ‘babies’ hurt my back and lately I hardly have the energy to carry these udders around…,” the unicorn said before yawning again.

“Eh, whatever. So, what are the nightmares about?”

Sweetie froze as her entire body shivered, frightened. “Just… just bad things, okay? I don’t want to talk about it,” came her reply devoid of the usual bubbliness in her voice.

Lone Soul frowned at that. He had eavesdropped on their conversation and now lost interest as it moved into shopping and frivolous things. “Hmmm, what do you think?”

“That it isn’t our problem. Should we taste them?” The clone asked while groping at invisible breasts in front of him.

“No… let’s go for another mare.”

“Heh, softie,” the clone mocked.

With a snap of his fingers, the clone dispelled and the energy returned to Lone Soul’s body. “No point in arguing with myself,” sighing, he left the two young mares to their privacy and moved around to find his next proper target. His search didn’t last long as he found his perfect target: the mare he had seen previously at the burger stall. “Mmmm, she’s not nearly as stressed as Cheerilee was, but she could use a helping hand. I could help her right now… but I think I’ve done my good deed of the day and I’m still not fully restored,” watching the visually impaired mare eat peacefully with her daughter, he smiled. “I’ll follow her and wait until the night arrives.”

With that plan in mind unless anything else happened, he set about sticking close to Ditzy Doo, or just Derpy, as he came to learn, for the rest of the day. To stave off boredom, he entertained himself by playing a few pranks on mares that got too close to him or by sending chilly waves of pleasure up Derpy’s back; giving her a tiny taste of what she would experience that night.

Lone chuckled each time the pretty but regularly absent-minded mare shuddered at his touch and showed no mind about touching her body in public, inspecting it; whether she didn’t mind or didn’t notice the eyes gazing at her each time she did it was beyond him.

Eventually, the sun lowered until sunset came and the night began to take form. Derpy finished her rounds, bought some groceries (a moment in which Lone thought it would be pretty funny to cup the breasts of the mare just to fluster the cashier), and then headed home just as the moon was beginning to shine brightly in the sky. As soon as the door was closed, a voice called from within the household.

“Mom, is that you?”

“Yes, Dinky, I’m home!” Replied the bubbly, happy mare.

“You’re a mother?” Lone Soul questioned in surprise. “Credit where credit is due, Derpy, I’d never have guessed~,” he sang as he traced a finger over her back, sending another chilly wave of pleasure to tingle all her body. Just in time, too, as Dinky walked out to meet her mother wearing only a pair of shorts, a visible thong thanks to the strips hugging her waist, and a loose shirt that covered her braless decently-sized breasts.

Dinky didn’t hesitate to help her mother take off the grocery bags and also kiss her cheek. “I’ve missed you so much, mom! How was your day?”

“Loooong,” Derpy replied, returning the gesture and stretching her arms and back, making it pop. “Ohhh! I needed that. What about you, honey? Are you feeling better?”

“A lot better, thanks,” the conversation continued as the two moved into the kitchen with Lone Soul following Derpy closely. “The cold really knocked me around good, huh?”

“All that matters is that you’re feeling better now,” Derpy said, smiling, as she poured herself a glass of water. After drinking it, she let out a long, deep yawn. “Nahm, nahm,” she said, clicking her lips and tongue. “Looks like I’m more tired than I thought.”

Dinky sighed and shook her head in disapproval. “You should take a day off and go to the spa, mom. You need it and you deserve it.”

“Don’t worry, Dinky. I’ll make sure your mom gets a relaxing night. You’ll see that by tomorrow morning, all her stress will be gone,” Lone Soul promised with all the solemnity his perviness would allow.

“Maybe… but right now I can use a nice, hot bath and then I’ll go to sleep early,” Derpy said as she unbuttoned her mail mare shirt to reveal her large breasts, safely guarded by her blue, frilly bra.

Lone Soul smiled before putting a finger against the hook of the insulting piece of fabric. “Ooops~” with a snap, it was done.

Dinky watched as her mother’s bra suddenly came undone all by itself; all but bursting forth until it landed on the floor. “Wha-?”

“Ehehe, sorry!” Derpy scratched the back of her head, not bothering to cover herself in front of her daughter. “I must’ve put on one of your bras by accident… again!” Making nothing of it, she picked it up and handed it over to her daughter. “Sorry for that, Dinky. I’ll go take a shower now, okay?”

“Ah… uhm, y-yeah,” taking the bra, the younger mare watched her mother turn around and walk away towards the second floor. “Take care…,” with her mother gone, she examined the bra in her hands. Without even needing to check the size tag, she knew it wasn’t one of hers. “Huh… that was strange. My mom may be a bit of a klutz, but she’s not that prone to accidents,” she muttered to herself, eyeing the bra in suspicion. Then, she shrugged. “The stress must be getting to her,” with that said, she began to walk out of the kitchen and headed upstairs.

Nearing the bathroom, she heard the water was already running while her mom loudly hummed a song for her enjoyment. Entering the bathroom to drop off the bra, she froze where she stood. Blinking and rubbing her eyes together, the bra now forgotten on the ground, she stared more intently at her mother’s figure past the curtain that gave only a silhouette of the mare taking a bath.

Watching her mother’s, admittedly, shapely and slightly curvaceous figure wasn’t a surprise.

That her breasts were moving up and down as if someone was cupping or playing with them was the issue. Now, it wouldn’t be a problem were it not for the fact that her mother’s hands were currently on her head applying shampoo. “H-Hey, mom, you okay in there?”

And just like that, her knockers returned to their natural swaying. “Yup! I’m just enjoying the water! Do you want to join me?” She asked in jest, giggling.

“N-No! I’ll… uhhh… I’ll be in my room, okay?” Turning around, forgetting about the bra, she walked away from the bathroom, shook. Putting a hand on her forehead, she was relieved her fever hadn’t come back. “I must be seeing things or the cold is playing a trick on me,” she muttered before making her way to her room, sitting on the edge of her bed. There she remained, but she was uneasy. After hearing the water die out and her mother returned to her room, Dinky headed to the room next door; her worries eating away inside her mind.

She found the door open and her mother putting on a pair of panties, her sole nightly attire. “H-Hey, mom?”

“Yes, Dinky?” Derpy asked, smiling.

Taking in a deep breath, she continued. “Okay… I might sound crazy but… the bra? It was yours, not mine… they don’t just snap like that. And when I entered the bathroom… I… I think I saw your b-breasts moving on their own--” she was interrupted by Derpy putting a hand on her forehead. “Moooooom, I’m serious!”

Pulling her hand back, Derpy clapped. “And here I thought your fever was back! Honestly, Dinky, I think I would notice if my boobs were suddenly moving on their own!”

“Says the pony that can’t figure out matching socks and has butter in her fingers,” Dinky replied, unamused.

Both mares stared at each other for a second, before breaking down in giggles. As their conversation moved on to trifle things, Lone Soul crossed his arms, humming softly to himself. “She might be a problem,” he said to himself before a clone came forth without a trace of effort on his part. “Hey, my nakama, why don’t you keep an eye on Dinky while I pay her mom a visit?”

Clone Soul chuckled whilst both mares left the bathroom, still smiling and in good spirits. “Of course, pal, I’ll be sure to keep a close eye on her.”

“And no funny ideas this time, okay?” Lone Soul warned.

C-Soul dismissed the concern. “Yeah, yeah. I won’t do anything you wouldn’t.”

Satisfied with that answer, both souls moved to follow their respective targets. Phasing through the walls they soon stuck close to the unbothered mares. Patiently, Lone Soul waited for Derpy to fall asleep, something that didn’t take long showing just how tired the pegasus truly was. Smiling to himself, he approached without a sense of doubt in his mind. What he was going to do was what Derpy needed, same as Cheerilee, but now he could actually give her the whole package.

Slowly pulling the bedsheets aside to reveal the almost completely naked mare peacefully sleeping. She hadn’t bothered to put on anything other than her panties before climbing onto bed, something that both made Lone Soul happy and sad at the same time. He’d come to enjoy stripping mares out of their cumbersome clothes.

“No matter~,” he said before reaching towards Derpy’s breasts. His cold touch made her shiver and mumble in her sleep, a blush appeared on her cheeks alongside a smile as the pleasurable coldness that only a spirit such as himself could provide swept through her body. He squeezed her breasts not too roughly, only just enough to let her supple warmth to reach him while also allowing him the joy of feeling her softness. He could feel her stress as he kneaded her milkers and he sighed.

“How many burdens do you shoulder at a time? Here, let me help you,” he said despite knowing she couldn’t hear him, be it awake or asleep. He rubbed his face on her breasts, motorboating them while at the same time placing gentle, almost loving kisses across her skin. Sprouting two additional arms from his back, he started to play with her nipples; twisting, pinching, and lightly pulling in order to make the sleeping mare moan while pleasure mounted inside of her.

“I-ice cream makes my tummy… tingle…,” Derpy muttered in her sleep, shivering slightly but not in discomfort.

Lone Soul chuckled before taking in one of her nipples, sucking on it lightly to avoid waking her up but also managing to snatch a deep, guttural moan from her. Looking down to her nethers, he saw that a wet spot in her panties was increasing in size with every moment that passed. Using his tail, he began to pull down her panties, relieving her from that burden and letting her be completely in the nude.

The thought to use his powers to give her more pleasure crossed his mind, but he rejected it immediately. Too much pleasure would wake her up in a panic and he was doing this (mostly) for her sake. With a final pull from his tail, her panties came off and he tossed them aside. Letting go of her nipple, he began to move down her body while his busy hands kept playing with her breasts; groping, fondling, and basking in the sensation that only a mare with big boobs like her could truly give.

“Mmmmhmmm~ F-Feels so… cooooold, b-but guuhhhddd~,” Derpy mumbled in her sleep before a sharp jolt of pleasure almost made her cum a little. Half-asleep, Derpy managed to partially open her eyes to find a most curious sight. Her breasts were moving on their own in a way that suggested someone was groping them. And not only that, she could see the shapes of fingers forming as they pressed on her flesh. “Nnnggghh!” She moaned again as now she could feel more of that strange but wonderful cold pleasure coursing throughout her entire body like a stream.

Two, four, maybe more hands were touching her body all over the place, from her breasts to her stomach, waist, hips, and her rump, every sensible part of her body was being touched at the same time. Even the sweet spot between her wings was being caressed, somehow, whilst she laid on her bed. Though all that sweet tingling pleasure was just a small part of the total thanks to what she felt to be a pair of lips and an impossibly gifted tongue invading her pussy, though it wasn’t in any way aggressive. If anything, it was almost caring and gentle. “M-More…” she mumbled while her toes curled in pleasure and her fingers grasped her bedsheets.

“Aaaaahhhh~,” she let out a loud moan, guttural, primal moan of pleasure as another tongue entered her tail hole to wriggle inside her tight hole, instantly multiplying the pleasure she was feeling. “C-Cumming!” She warned, her legs trying to lock around whoever was giving her so much pleasure.

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At the same time in another room, Dinky was already fast asleep in a lucid dream, pacing back and forth across an empty green field. “I’m not going crazy. I know what I saw! S-something weird is going on, I just know it!”

“Something weird like what, Dinky?”

“GAAAHH!” Dinky screamed, the area around her flickering for a moment before settling back on the verdant field she was standing in a moment ago. Looking to her left she discovered the owner of the voice and found none other than Princess Luna herself sitting on a giant glowing mushroom. “Y-You startled me, Princess Luna!”

Luna giggled, crossing her legs and smiling cheekily at the young unicorn. “Oh, you know I love doing small pranks. Pipsqueak can’t get enough of them. I swear he’ll make an excellent Nightmare Night planner,” she said before turning a bit more serious. “Now, Dinky, what is upsetting you? I could see your distress through the dreamscape from across Equestria.”

Dinky sighed and sat down as the ground itself reshaped into a grassy armchair for her to rest. “It’s my mom, Luna… something weird is happening to her.”

Luna raised an eyebrow. “Another accident? I know Ditzy can be prone to buttery fingers but-”

“No, no. Nothing like that! Like, her bra just snapped all of a sudden! And then when she was showering I swear I saw something playing with her breasts,” she sighed. “And last time I checked she’s not haunted or anything…,” she added with a tired tone before looking up to see Luna contemplating something. “Princess Luna?”

“How certain are you of this, Dinky?” Luna asked in a dead-serious tone, her eyes narrowing in barely contained anger.

Dinky nodded. “Absolutely, Princess Luna. It happened before my eyes!”

Luna closed her eyes for a moment, trying to think on what her next move would be. Alright… let’s see what I’ve learned so far. This thing, whatever it is, seems to be the same one that attacked Sweetie Belle and Rarity, not to mention the leftover marking spread across Ponyville, Fluttershy’s cottage, and Sugarcube Corner. But no matter what I use to try and track it, nothing works. Think, Luna, think! What is it that you are not seeing? Why are your usual methods of hunting rogue spirits, specters, and demons not working?

The alicorn thought long and hard for a few minutes from her perspective, but for Dinky, it was only a couple of seconds.

Usual prey… usual methods. Usual. Oh… oh, how did I not see it before!? Chastising herself, she opened her eyes; both orbs flowing with magical might. If my usual methods don’t work, then unusual methods will be needed. Since I can’t track this being through the trace energy it leaves, I’ll find it following what it doesn’t possess: a presence. You wish to hide? I’ll seek you out, her eyes quickly changed from glowing blue orbs to pitch black, hollow voids with a single white dot at the center.

Luna expanded her influence across Ponyville and the flow of energies of several formless entities made themselves manifest alongside the magical signatures of all active magic users. It didn’t surprise her that Twilight’s castle was like a roaring bonfire, and that was her point of reference. With it, she was able to track the leftover movements of something strong enough to hide its presence to perfection from someone using conventional means of searching.

The alicorn smiled when she found the largest black, empty blotch sitting right on the Doo’s household.

“FOUND YOU!” Luna roared, victorious, before snapping out from Dinky’s space, leaving behind a very confused mare.

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Clone Soul was bored out of his mind. There was nothing to do except watch Dinky sleep. “Meh, she didn’t even walk around her room or try to sneak away! She just hopped into bed and fell asleep! Daughter of the month, everypony,” he sighed before extending an arm to slide down the covers keeping the young unicorn warm. “Hmmm, Boss said to not do anything funny, right? But maybe I can play a little without--”

His line of thought was suddenly cut short when, all of a sudden, the shadows of the room moved all around him. “What the fu--”

The shadows pierced through the essence of Clone Soul, dispelling him instantly before coalescing into the shape of Luna. Groaning, she heard the loud moans of Derpy coming from her room. Moving so fast she nearly destroyed Dinky’s door, she reached Derpy’s room only to find the creature that had assaulted her friends and who knows how many other mares, having his way with yet another victim.

“Abomination!” Luna cried out. Not wishing to waste another moment, she unleashed her power without so much as contemplating the form of her enemy; there was no parley to be had, only extermination.

A flash of light filled the room and a second later… there was nothing. The entity had vanished and the residue of its presence quickly faded into the ether where it belonged.

“Victory,” Luna mumbled to herself, fulfilled and accomplished at what she had achieved. Her eyes returned to normal and she let out a sigh of relief and exhaustion. Then, she turned to Derpy, who was now waking up in full. “Hello, Ditzy. The incubus assaulting you has been eradicated.”

“Incubus?” Derpy replied with sluggish energy. “You mean the invisible guy?”

Luna nodded. “Yes, so don’t worry, Ditzy. You’re safe now, it won’t bother you again,” to her surprise, instead of seeing relief or joy on the mare’s face she only saw disappointment. “Is… something wrong, Ditzy?”

Closing her legs to conceal one of her hands rubbing her needy clit, she let out a little whine. “I… wanted to talk to Invisible Guy,” she shuddered as the last of the icy pleasure left her body. “He was making me feel soooo goooood~”

Luna, mouth agape and half-baffled, half-horrified after hearing such a response, replied. “You actually liked it!? You do realize that it was assaulting you!?”

Derpy blushed and nodded. “B-But he was so gentle! And it felt soooo good!” She let out a frustrated sigh. “I was about to cum, too.”

“And I don’t need to hear this right now!” Luna declared, her horn igniting. “Destroying that incubus took a lot out of me, so I’ll be heading back to Canterlot. Please, Ditzy, be more careful, okay? Sexual entities are nothing more than parasites that latch onto mares to fuel themselves with our pleasure. Never forget that,” with that said, she teleported away.

Derpy rolled on her bed for a few moments before letting out another sigh. “But… he was being so nice,” frustrated yet confused by Luna’s sudden intervention, she fingered herself until she came, experiencing a good though dull orgasm before falling asleep again; wishing for a chance to meet that Invisible Guy if only to talk to him.

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-Canterlot, Luna’s Personal Bedchambers-

Luna appeared in the middle of her room in a flash of magic. Letting out a sigh of exhaustion, she collapsed on her bed, tired but incredibly pleased with herself. “One less incubus in the world… another flawless victory for the Mistress of the Night,” while she wasn’t one to boast, she felt like a little pat on her shoulders was deserved after eliminating such a threat.

Suddenly, she felt a cold tingle spread from the base of her tail up her spine. Before she could react to it, the freezing but not unpleasant cold enraptured her horn, rendering her magic as useless even as she tried to summon it, only to be rewarded by a cold sense of pain with each try.

She tried to stand up but found all of her strength was drained and all she could do was roll on her own bed, unable to fight back against her invisible assailant. “Show yourself, coward!”

Lone Soul let out an annoyed groan. “Says the one who ambushed me without even giving me a chance to fight. How the mighty do fall, my dear Princess of the Night.”

In truth, Lone Soul was equally angry and taken aback by what Luna had done and how he nearly met his untimely demise. Remembering it made his energy flow agitatedly. He had been on the verge of giving Derpy a monumental orgasm when all of a sudden he felt the connection with his clone cut. Then, before he could even register it, a massive dark figure appeared on the doorframe of Derpy’s room and blasted him without mercy with the intent of exterminating him wholesale.

Lone Soul shuddered but also growled at the same time. Were it not for his instincts and reflexes reacting before him, he would’ve surely met his end at the hands of Luna. Faster than the blink of an eye, he moved to the only area where he had latched to the only spot where he would be safe from her attack: her own aura.

Now, emerging from her aura, he allowed the alicorn to see him; her eyes growing wide as he manifested right before her eyes. “Now it’s my turn. I am going to talk, and you are going to listen, Princess.”

Chapter 5 End.

Author's Note

Special thanks to anyone that read this!