The Purity Test

Fluttershy jolted awake, her eyes once more searching her surroundings for any threat as she felt tired. The navy-blue cavern was gone, as were the facsimiles of her friends. Instead, she was in the familiar enclosure of her room. Thinking of what those fake friends were doing to her in that dream, however, and she looked down to the sobering sight of her still pillowy thighs and her own futa cock… Thighs and a cock that were covered in semen. Her semen.

As she stared at her new body part, Fluttershy was bombarded with the memories of yesterday, what happened to Shining Armor and Twilight… Unable to cope, she curled into a ball and cried. She hated this. She hated having to watch her friends suffer like this. She hated these dreams that tormented her, and she hated the changes made to her body. She wasn’t sure how much more she could take, and the challenge had only reached the halfway point.

A banging on the door brought her out of her misery with an “Eeep!”

“The mistress is waiting!” The voice of her guards growled. “Hurry up and present yourself!”

Knowing there was little point in delaying it. Fluttershy stood up and, noticing the semen, her semen, still staining her coat, cleaned it off using the bed sheets. It was difficult to resist the pleasant feelings when cleaning her cock, but she pushed through and then threw the soiled bundle of fabric into the corner. As had become a consistent theme, she walked up to the vanity to select her next item of “clothing”. The nipple tassels and the wedding veil were still there, but the new selection this time was a black leather corset. Outside of the few plays she had been a part of, like the Canterlot Hearths’ Warming Eve performance, she wasn’t one to typically wear them. Another item rested upon the drawers; a single envelope with a cryptic offer;

For when you wish to control your newest addition

As she looked at these items, Fluttershy’s sadness from before twisted into anger, like it had a few days prior. She hated being in this situation, but that didn’t have to mean she took it like most things in her life. With these rebellious thoughts in mind, Fluttershy chose the veil and put it on, draping the see-through fabric over her face and opening the door. The lupine guard stood waiting, his tail swinging around in an impatient fashion. Fluttershy brought up her hands for him to chain together, but concern grew when he took them and chained them up behind her back. He then brought out the chain lead and connected it to…

To the piercing hanging in between the slit of her cock and the rim of her flared head.

“W-Wait, wait a moment.” Fluttershy tried backing away, but one tug brought her into line with a pleasurable pain, nearly sweeping her off her feet. Seeing no way out of this the pegasus followed along, trying to ignore the sensations in her dick while keeping pace to avoid another tug.

As she was led through the castle, she could hear the moans of ecstasy within the halls. Turning a corner, she could see mares dressed in maid uniforms being raped by small red demon-looking creatures. Some were rutted by more than one on the ground much like Rarity had been a few days prior, while others were leant against the wall as the impish fiends fucked them in the air. The sounds, sights and smell of it all was making Fluttershy even harder, if that were possible, and she almost felt a wave of relief when she entered the throne room. There, sitting in her throne like before, was Talvira; an entertained grin emerging when her eyes caught sight of Fluttershy.

“Ah, there you are.” She purred, gliding over to meet her favorite captive. As Fluttershy scanned the room and found no trace of any of her friends, Talvira circled her; her gaze switching between the pony’s erect cock and the veil before her features. “Hm… surprised you chose to wear this.” A coy smile then formed. “Are you saying you wish to propose to me?” The mare merely looked away, a blush lighting up her face beneath the veil.

Talvira shrugged. “No matter. Eventually that delectable ass of yours will be mine. Now, let’s get on with today’s challenge, shall we?” The demoness took the chain and led Fluttershy up to the throne. As her plush flank settled down, Talvira turned back to the door and snapped her fingers three times. For a few minutes nothing happened. Then the doors opened, and Fluttershy trembled at what she saw. Pinkie Pie, the last of her friends uncorrupted, was being led in naked on all fours by a chain leash, and had a ball gag in her mouth. This wasn’t what scared the pegasus, though. It was who was dragging her in.

She was familiar, yet different. The lavender coat that had once covered her petite frame was now more purple and stretched over an overly voluptuous body. In fact, too voluptuous. Her chest was completely obscured by four large breasts, each looking at least an F-cup and tipped with royal purple nips. Where once elegant, slightly larger than average wings sprouted, now billowing wings of raven-black feathers now rested, and desire-filed teal eyes looked upon her with hunger. A hunger that stretched out a grin of fangs. Her frame now stood as tall as Princess Celestia, her wide hips swaying with each step of her long legs, and bobbing in time with each step was a massive dark purple cock, and jostling beneath it were testicles the size of oranges. But the part that scared Fluttershy the most, was the cutie mark; a shattered six-pointed star.

“T-Twilight?” Fluttershy timidly called out, her shock widening her eyes at the sight. “I-Is that…”

“Twilight’s gone, Fluttershy.” This newcomer answered, releasing the chain leash and walking up to the throne, maintaining a ravenous eye contact with the futa-mare while massaging two of her boobs. “Mistress Talvira set me free. I don’t have to save the world anymore. I don’t care about whatever problems Celestia decides to skip and pass onto to me. I now exist for my own pleasures, in the service of Equestria’s new Empress of Lust. I am Midnight Sparkle.” As her speech wound up, this new mare, Midnight, was now snout-to-snout with Fluttershy. “And I can’t wait to pound that plush pussy of yours.”

“Hey! Leave Fluttershy alone!” All three at the throne look back to see Pinkie standing defiantly, having removed the gag from her mouth. “If there’s one thing I can’t stand, it’s meanies who enjoy making ponies sad. Especially my friends!”

“But Pinkie,” Midnight soothed, walking back to the party pony. “I’m one of your friends, and I only want to make all of you smile. We’re throwing all of Equestria a massive party right now. I thought you of all ponies would love that.”

“This isn’t a party, and you’re not our Twilight.” Pinkie snapped back, jabbing a finger at the now corrupted alicorn. “You’re just some mean old bimbo! Now stop hurting Fluttershy and give us back Twilight, you magical girl reject!” Midnight’s eye twitched before she magically pulled Pinkie forward, hand ready to squeeze the life out of this pony. But the pink mare inexplicably pulled a steaming hot and unspoiled pie from her mane, throwing it square in the corrupted princess’ face. As Midnight roared in pain, Pinkie gave Fluttershy a determined smile as she charged towards her friend.

“Enough!” A red magical aura engulfed Pinkie Pie, lifting her off the ground. Fluttershy looked to see Talvira with a stern glare for the puzzling party pony.

Midnight managed to wipe the last of the pie out of her eyes, revealing a very livid glare. “Grr, that’s it! I’ll split your ass in half, Pinkie!”

“I said ENOUGH!” Talvira’s shout echoed throughout the throne room, stunning everyone, even the bestial guards into shocked silence.

“B-But Mistress,” Midnight pleaded. “You saw what she did to me.”

“I know," Talvira shot back, her tone brooking no argument. “But given she’s resisted everything thus far, I feel she requires a different approach.”

“W-Wait, you’ve… what do you mean?” Fluttershy asked, feeling bolder than she normally would. Perhaps it was Pinkie’s resistance rubbing off on her.

Talvira spared the pegasus a side-eyed glance. “Apparently, one of her guards got sick of hearing her babble and went at her early. But not only did she not break from the pleasure, she outlasted him. I’m unsure how, and it’s incredibly frustrating.”

“Uh, duh!” Pinkie shrugged while suspended mid-air. “Do you know how many parties I’ve had over the years? Obviously, some parties are adult ponies only, and why not sample what’s on offer?”

“Which is why,” Talvira continued, ignoring the outbursts and focusing her attention back to Midnight, “we’re trying a new method with this one.”

With a hand gesture, Midnight nodded in obedience and stood on the other side of the throne, Fluttershy now flanked by corruption on both sides. With Pinkie still floating, Talvira stretched out her hand and flexed her magic. A massive portal opened up, showing a darkened cavern illuminated with crystals on the other side. The light of said crystals was obscured as something large lumbered into view, then through the portal. The sight of it horrified both ponies, Pinkie Pie finally losing her voice as both Talvira and Midnight smirked.

The monstrosity before them clicked into the throne room on four pointed legs protruding from a large, spider-like body and abdomen, easily standing nine feet tall. But rather than the head and eyes of a spider, it instead curved upwards into the body of a mare. Her onyx torso held itself upright, showing off to those looking her massive breasts, easily G cups, tipped with neon green nubs. Where her arms would instead played host to a swirling mass of tentacles-like appendages, the rounded tips speckled with dark green and reminding Fluttershy too much of the pole now protruding from herself. But the part that shocked her the most was who the poor mare was. It wasn’t a pony at all, but instead a changeling. A very familiar changeling.

“Oh Chrysalis?” Talvira called out, the blank, glowing green eyes of the former queen turning to the demoness, mouth hanging open like that of an animal. “I’ve brought you a little treat. Have fun with her.”

Pinkie, who’s eyes were, for once, filled with unbridled fear, flew towards the beast as the magic was released. Instantly she was snatched out of the sky by the tendrils, coiling tightly around her limbs, slithering over her slightly pudgy belly and constricting her DD breasts. Pinkie squirmed and tried to pull herself free, but the moment a hint of slack was given, the tentacles pulled back harder and held her limbs out.

“Hey, cut it out! I’m all for a good time, but this isn’t my thiIIIIIINNNGG!!” Pinkie’s words melted into a cry of pleasurable pain, as a pair of tentacles had just rammed their way into both her pussy and asshole. They pumped in and out, rubbing against one another inside her.

“Pinkie! Please, you have to stop this!” Fluttershy stood up, begging Talvira.

“Aw, you look stressed, Fluttershy,” Midnight cooed, stroking the pegasus’ cheek. “How about you sit back down and enjoy the show? I’ll help you get comfortable.”

Before she could object, Fluttershy was pulled into the lap of Midnight as she sat down on the throne. Her corrupted friend pulled her in close, her head resting against the soft pillows of titflesh while her hands brushing against the rock-hard member trapped between Midnight’s stomach and Fluttershy’s back. Before she could make any attempt to get back on her feet, the fallen princess began fondling her; one hand juggled a yellow breast, the other massaged one of her balls.

“Umf! Wait, Twilight, sto-ah!” Fluttershy’s protests were halted by a purple hand pinching and twist her nipple.

“Stop calling me that,” Midnight scolded the pegasus. “Or else you’ll end up like her.”

Looking back up, she saw Pinkie was still getting rammed by the squirming tendrils of Chrysalis. Her pleas for mercy had been silenced as a tentacle was now plunging in and out of her mouth. Two tentacles caressed her large areola and toyed with one of the party pony’s unique features; her inverted nipples. Pinkie shook her head and cried her muffled pleas for the former queen to stop, but she paid her no mind and answered by squeezing a second tentacle into both of her holes. Pinkie’s eyes widened in pain, which only heightened when a far thinner and smaller tendril reached around and coiled itself around her clit. It closed around it and pulled tightly, sending spasms all throughout Pinkie’s body as she came.

“Pinkie… Uh!” Fluttershy moaned, Midnight still fondling her as she was forced to watch her last friend being broken before her eyes. Despite how much she hated this, her dick remained hard, and her pussy was once more leaking precious nectar, nectar that was smeared all over Midnight’s hand as she brought it to her face and sampled the taste.

“Mmm, it’s delicious Fluttershy,” she teased. “I know you’re feeling it, but why should you and Pinkie have all the fun? Why not help me out as well? Better yet, let’s help each other, okay?”

Midnight’s hand came back down, this time encircling Fluttershy’s member. She then flexed her own dick, hoping the pegasus would get the idea. She didn’t have to wait long, as with a whimper Fluttershy’s hands grasped as much of her length as she could given their position. The two began giving each other hand jobs, though Midnights’ was more vigorous and impactful than Fluttershy’s. As they did this, Midnight also pressed her captive back harder, meaning Fluttershy’s hands and wings were even more cramped. More importantly, her head and shoulders were now thoroughly wedged within the fallen alicorn’s bosom. The smell was making Fluttershy light-headed, panting softly as Midnight stroked her aching pole.

“Feeling good, my dear?” Talvira asked sweetly. “Midnight here was dying to get her hands on you again after your little play session yesterday. She and I would love it ever so much if you joined us. Then you wouldn't be tortured, but venerated, held above every other slut in this weak and feeble nation.” The words were echoing in the fuzzy mind of the meek mare. “All you need to do is give in and join us. You’re almost there, Fluttershy.”

Fluttershy’s mouth slowly opened, her mind growing faint, but a muffled scream snapped her back to reality. Through the fabric of her veil, past the flesh of Midnight’s boobs, Fluttershy’s attention zeroed back in on Pinkie Pie. The party pony was nothing short of a cock sleeve for the tentacles of Chrysalis now. There were three tentacles in both her pussy and ass to go along with the one in her mouth, her belly distending and squirming with each thrust as they scraped her insides. Her clit was still constricted, but now another tentacle was vibrating against it, heightening the pleasure felt there. But the source of the sensations for this recent carnal cry was her boobs. A tendril had wormed its way into each of Pinkie’s hidden nipples, and were treating them as an extra two pussies. The energetic earth pony sobbed as her mind finally started shattering at this, her two melons being desecrated. Tears fell unbidden from eyes rolling up into her head. She was fading so quickly, she didn’t notice the tentacles speed up, nor the grunting sounds emanating from Chrysalis grow in volume until, like hoses, all her tentacles came at once. Changeling semen flooded Pinkie’s insides. The force of the ejaculation so intense and sudden that Pinkie’s belly and breasts expanded with each burst of nymph batter.

Seeing this fate, through the cloth of this veil, ignited the anger she had felt earlier in the morning. Before it was a lit match. Now, the anger burning within the usually quiet pegasus threatened to put bushfires to shame. With strength that surprised even herself, let alone her two tormentors, she lunged forward and escaped Midnight’s pleasurable embrace. Seizing the initiative, she ran forward, the motion drawing the attention of Chrysalis.

“Stop raping my friend!” Fluttershy yelled as she unleashed the full might of the Stare. As the full force of this unique ability rammed home, all of Chrysalis’ tentacles stopped. They still held and penetrated Pinkie Pie, but all motion ceased. This reprieve would prove to be temporary, however, as Midnight tackled Fluttershy to the ground, the alicorn’s cock now sandwiched between the pegasus’ large, soft ass cheeks.

“I take it this means you refuse?” Talvira asked with a disappointed tone as, with the eye contact broken, the mindless monster that had once been a queen resumed her rape of Ponyville’s premier party pony.

Fluttershy, her head pressed against the floor, glared back up at the demoness. “I’m not strong enough.”

“Oh, my dear. It’s not that difficult a decision, and certainly not one to fe-”

“No!” Fluttershy interrupted. “I’m not strong enough to forgive what you’ve done to Equestria. To my friends. To me. I’ll never forgive you for this, and I’ll never stop resisting you! Pinkie Pie is right; you are nothing but a big meanie!” Shocked at the outburst, Midnight looked back up at her mistress, and a sliver of fear made itself known in her corrupted heart. Talvira looked livid, more than she had ever seen in the short time she’d know her.

The demoness met Fluttershy’s peeved glare and held it, focusing on the fabric of the veil that came between it for a moment. “I gave you that veil as a joke. A dud, to symbolize that you would fall and become my plaything. But you not only choose it, but use it to boost your confidence and dare defy me?” Fluttershy remained defiantly silent. “Fine. Then from now on, Fluttershy, the gloves are off. Midnight, escort our guest back to her room, but remember; her virginity is mine.” Talvira turned and walked away, a snap and point of her fingers all the instruction Chrysalis needed as she lumbered back through the portal before it closed, taking Pinkie Pie with her.

“PinkieeeEEEEEEE!”

Fluttershy felt pain, a kind of pain she’d never felt before. With dread and shuddering breaths, she looked down to see Midnight’s large cock rammed deep into her plush flanks. Midnight then stood up, lifting the pegasus off the floor with her rod alone, before taking hold of her legs and flying through the halls, pounding away all the while.

“You really shouldn’t have done that, Fluttershy.” Midnight scolded as they flew, Fluttershy gritting her teeth as the thick length of alicorn meat scraped the insides of her asshole. “If she hadn’t sworn off touching you without your consent, she’d be the one ploughing you right now. Lucky me, huh?”

With her magic she opened the door to Fluttershy’s room, the two landing on her bed before she closed it again. With their privacy secured, Midnight increased her pace, holding onto the yellow mare’s arms as she hammered away. Fluttershy could hardly breath, such was the intensity. Her own cock ached as it jostled just above the mattress, precum staining the cover.

“Ah, Ah! To think, I’d lose my futa virginity to your fat ass! It’s sooo soft.” Midnight moaned. “Ah! I’m, I’m getting close. Get ready Fluttershy! I’m gonna cum. I’m gonna cum. Cumming! CUMMING-AAAAH!”

Fluttershy joined in the wordless scream as the two came together. A veritable torrent of jizz roared up Fluttershy’s asshole and into her stomach. Her belly bloated as more and more came, her mind reeling from the sensations of feeling so full.

“P-P-P-Pull… Pull, pull it… mmf!” Fluttershy protested, but then she felt it. There was so much spunk inside her, and the flood from Midnight’s cock just kept coming. She felt it creep up further and further inside her faster and faster, until she couldn’t hold it anymore and sperm exploded out of her mouth. It sprayed all over the bed below her before tailing off as Midnight finally pulled out, spurting a few more ropes onto Fluttershy’s back as she fell onto the regurgitated spunk already on the bed.

“Whew,” Midnight sighed, exhausted as she rubbed out the last drops of cum onto Fluttershy’s now unconscious flank. “Well, I hope you’ve learned your lesson about opposing Mistress Talvira… Actually,” a sadistic smile grew across the fallen princess’ face. “I hope you haven’t, if it means I get to rail you like that again. See you around Fluttershy!” With that, she turned and exited the room, leaving Fluttershy an unconscious, cum-soaked mess.