“What have you done?” Button Mash panted, anger creeping into his voice as he pushed past the considerably large bulge in his strained pants to stand and face the shocked dragon. “What have you done? I’ll tell you what you’ve done. You’ve fucked us is what!” The earth pony lunged forward, grabbing Spike by the collar of his shirt, and backing him up against a wall.

“Button, I, I didn’t mean for this-”

“Oh, sure. And how did you expect us to fight off some giant monster looking like this?!” To emphasise his point, Button swung his arm back towards the other three adventurers.

Sugar Silhouette sitting on flanks that resembled beanbags; hesitantly touching both cheeks and her newly expanded D cups to double check that they were real. Zap Apple, whose Wonderbolt jumpsuit magically stretched to accommodate her now G cup tits and the phallic-looking thing emerging from her privates. Then there was Flurry Heart, sitting with her back and flared wings against one of the bookshelves as she panted with a heavy blush at the sight of her newest changes. Her newest addition, a long and hard length of virile fuck stick, rose to about eye level. She could feel the large ballsack completely obscuring her pussy, which was currently leaking copious amounts of nectar given what was happening inside her chest. Her breasts had ballooned to N cups, slightly larger than over-inflated beach balls. Add in the near constant pressure of milk production churning away within, and the inability for said milk to escape due to her nipples having slunk deep within her mammaries, and it resulted in her tits feeling tighter and tighter. The stretched globes were stable enough to hold onto her shaft without assistance, and she fought to keep her hands away from her body, lest her will crumble.

The sight of all these changes doubled the guilt weighing down Spike’s soul. All he wanted was to get through the Poison Joke as quickly as possible, thinking the others would be able to avoid the tricky plants. His goals had given him tunnel vision, he realised, and his comrades paid the price.

“I… I-I’m sorry.” He finally uttered as he looked back to Button, the brown stallion still furiously glaring at him.

“Sorry isn’t good enough.” The earth pony nearly shouted, pushing the taller dragon back against the wall again. “Di=on’t you get it? We’ve been compromised. We’ve been debuffed so badly, there’s no hope of us winning, and it’s all your fault!”

“I said I’m sorry.” Spike answered, frustration building up inside of him as he brushed away Button’s grip. “What do you want me to do?”

“How about leave?” Button suggested, getting nose to snout with the draconic knight. “And maybe we’ll do a better job without you.”

“ENOUGH!” The boys ceased their arguing, looking over to see the flustered alicorn staring back at them. Immediately the two grew embarrassed, the reality of their childish bickering not changing their situation slapping them across the face. But even so, Button still shot Spike a stern glare before stomping away.

“Button Mash?” Sugar spoke up, finally managing to rise to her feet despite the best efforts of her overly-padded ass and thighs.

“I’m doing a sweep of the library.” He called out as he delved deeper into the chamber, his irritated tone enough of a giveaway that he needed time to decompress. The thestral just sighed, and looked back to the others.

Zap had pushed past her own issues and was now pulling two of her reformation gems out before pressing them against Flurry. Whether she cared about the potential guards outside or not didn’t seem to matter, as she quickly pressed them to the alicorn’s tight bosom. After the flash of light and the disintegration of the gems, Zap’s hopes soured when she saw the reversion. Little had changed. Flurry’s breasts had only shrunk a couple of sizes, down to L cups if she was correct. Her cock and balls had shrunk a little as well, though barely. Fortunately for Flurry, however, her nipples were once again visible, and it seemed her lactation had decreased to a trickle. Even with all these changes, however, Flurry still looked bothered by her body.

“Okay,” she sighed, realising she would need to be the one asserting command of the situation. “We’ll barricade the library then. Hold out until the princess has recovered, then try again.”

“No.” Flurry grunted, trying to bring herself to her feet before collapsing back down. Zap was by her side in an instant, and the pegasus helped her special somepony to her feet. “We… We need to move now… T-There’s no guarantee we, huff, didn’t just alert the whole forest.”

“Your Highness,” Sugar replied softly. “With all due respect, you can barely move. If we leave now, there’s little chance you’ll last.”

“She’s right, Flurry.” Zap added, cutting off the alicorn. “Come on. Ah’ll help you calm down a tad, then we can head on out. What’dya say?” It was clear from her expression the princess wanted the exact opposite, but with her breasts and balls each churning with their respective milk, she couldn’t deny the points the other mares were making. With a sigh, she simply nodded. With that, Zap slung one of Flurry’s arms over her shoulder.

“Flurry?” The pair stopped, turning to see the purple dragon looking remorseful. “I… I-I’m sorry.” Spike looked away, expecting either mare to verbally blast him for his mistake, as Button mash did. But no such shouting came. Opening his eyes, he saw the pair looking at him wearily.

“A-Apology accepted.” Flurry finally said, though there was noticeable strain on her voice. “But Spike, please… Don’t rush off like that again.” He nodded, sighing in some measure of relief as Zap turned and guided Flurry back into the private study. That just left he and Sugar, and the dragon leant back against the wall Button had backed him up to.

“What a mess.” He muttered to himself, bringing a hand to his head as he brainstormed what course of action to take. He looked back to see Sugar simply watching him. “You want to chew me out too? Won’t blame you if you do.”

“While I’m not thrilled about the consequences,” the Lunar Guard answered, a hand absentmindedly brushing across the now vast surface of her flanks. “I won’t chastise you for an honest mistake. Luna knows I’ve made my fair share whilst in command.” Spike’s eyebrows raised at this, before memories of all the thestrals trapped in that tree in Hollow Shades resurfaced.

Sugar’s comrades… He surmised, viewing the still loyal servant of Princess Luna with a new level of respect. “Thank you… So… what now?”

“Well, from what I can tell, we remain hidden.” She responded, her more powerful ears swivelling as she explained this. “However, the princess does have a point. If those flowers somehow gave away our presence, then we need to move before we’re trapped. But, with Her Highness’ body…”

“She’d never make it through the flowers.” Spike finished for her. Again, his thoughts dwelled on his mistake. On how his rash desire to move quickly cost Flurry. His niece. Determination filled his heart as he silently vowed to never let that happen again. Standing straighter, he drew his lance.

“What are you doing?” Sugar asked, uneasy as the armed dragon suddenly cut an imposing figure.

“What I should’ve before.” He answered. “I’m going to clear a path through the Poison Joke. My flames would give away our position, so I’ll use my lance to move the vines. It’ll take longer, but it’ll make the path safer for Flurry and the rest of you.” Spike turned to head back out into the hall, but stopped when he heard movement beside him. Looking down, Sugar walked out before him, though both chose to ignore her flanks pressing against his leg as she did so.

“I’ll help you.” She stated with a confident grin.

“I can’t let you get corrupted any further, and I need you here to protect Flurry and Zap.” Spike reasons fell on large deaf ears, however, as the thestral’s expression only grew more determined.

“You’re not the only one with a long weapon.” She responded while drawing her halberd. “Furthermore, have faith that Miss Apple and Sir Mash can protect Her Highness.” While he didn’t want to burden her with what he saw as his mess to fix, Spike could concede she had a point. Zap and Button were more than capable of protecting Flurry, and this way the work would proceed twice as fast. It also made tactical sense, as this way he would have back up should he be discovered. Turning his green gaze to lock onto Sugar’s golden eyes, and seeing the surety in them helped steel his own resolve.

“Alright then,” he relented. “Let Zap know and meet me back out in the hall. The sooner we get this done, the sooner we can all get out of here.”

“Spike an’ Sugar are clearing the flowers.” Zap relayed, walking back from the now closed secret entrance to the private study. She had gathered every pillow in the room and, along with their bags, had stacked them into something for Flurry to rest on. Said alicorn lay upon the improvised rest, but the blush on her face and occasional murmur told the farm mare she was still bothered. “You feelin’ okay?”

“…I… I feel… so full…” Flurry panted, exerting a significant amount of willpower to keep her hands at her sides. It didn’t take a genius to recognise what she meant, and Zap slowly sidled up to her. Apprehension gripped the flier. She knew the best method for helping Flurry, but she feared what the alicorn’s reaction would be. Nevertheless, seeing her special somepony struggling like this gave her enough of a push to ask.

“Flurry, Ah… Ah wanna help, but Ah don’t know how far t’ take this. Ah don’t wanna push you over the edge accidentally… A-and Ah-”

“Zap.” Flurry cut her off, sounding exhausted. “I-It’s really… mnf… sweet of you, huff, to… to think that. B-But, p-please… I-I… I don’t trust myself doing this. Please… m-milk me.” Zap, feeling a blush crossing onto her own face, swallowed her nervousness and nodded. She then stood back and surprised the alicorn by unzipping her flight suit. In a flash, the Wonderbolts uniform was on the study floor to the side, leaving Zap in her birthday suit instead. Flurry could only stare at those head-sized G cup pillows on the fliers’ chest, or the fully erect clitoris that resembled an oval-shaped miniature cock. She fought to focus on her breathing as she felt her cock stiffen that little bit more.

“What? Ah don’t wanna get it wet, is all.” Zap quickly explained before kneeling back down by the princess’ side. “A-Anyways, we’d better be quick, b’fore the other get back. So…what feels fuller? Yer boobs or balls?”

“B-Breas-unf! …B… Boobs…” The alicorn stuttered, the milk stored in said boobs making it hard to think.

Zap nodded and, with the greatest of care, she set to work. Flurry flinched as the pegasus made contact with the sensitive mounds of full flesh, but gave a nod to encourage her on. Zap took one of the massive L cups in both hands and started massaging the milk out; working from the base up to the areola. The milk came fast and freely, squirting out over the pair and justifying the orange mare’s decision to strip. Flurry fought the instinct to moan as Zap worked, fighting to keep a clear head and maintain her breathing.

After a few minutes, she stopped to shuffle over to the other tit. Given the stimulation its twin had received, thin rivers of cream already trickled down the alabaster slope of tit flesh before Zap began working on it. But the sensations bombarding her mind, the sheer pleasure this was giving her, and the fact it was her special somepony doing it, it was all too much. Without warning, a golden aura gripped the back of Zap’s chromatic head and pushed her muzzle straight onto the leaking teat. The Apple squirmed, surprised at first, as a moan rang out in the study, but Flurry’s hand taking the place of her magic held her down. Looking up, she saw the alicorn was openly panting. She saw desire in those eyes, yet it wasn’t the blind yearning of a mare driven to madness Zap had grown up around. This was something more… intimate.

“Z-Zap…” Flurry panted with a hunger she’d never experienced before, feeling every fibre of her being burn with passion. Her cock was hard enough she imagined it would explode at a touch. Her breasts, even the one just emptied, also felt ready to erupt as her feminine sex, hidden behind her bloated ballsack, gushed like a waterfall. “I… I-ngh! Hah, I-I, I’m sorry. B-But-tah! I, huff… I need this. I-I need you. I want you!”

The small part of Flurry’s rational brain that remained operational was afraid as she looked down at those maroon eyes. She feared the pegasus would judge her for this. Even with her reassurances from a few days prior, the terror of Zap potentially abandoning her for being what the alicorn thought was too much of a corruption-addicted slut remained.

Yet those fears were instantly put to rest with an understanding nod, and the feeling of lips suckling from her nipple. Flurry threw her head back, the ecstasy doubling as milk squirted out her other breast with Zap groping that one too. Flurry’s spare hand found its way to join that orange hand, yet they only stayed together for a few passionate moments before it left. It wouldn’t remain idle, however, as Flurry cried out at the sensation of fingers trying, and failing, to completely encircle her thick fuck stick. Precum flowed from the head of her horse cock as freely as the lactose bounty from her nips as Zap’s hand stroked up and down. Flurry gripped both the back of Zap’s mane and her own free breast tighter, her breath hastening as a wave built up.

But the climax was delayed. Not for any malicious reason, but only that Zap pulled herself off the leaking nipple to take in deep breathes. A part of the flier wanted to dive back onto that milky faucet instantly, but the throbbing flesh in her hand needed attention too. Flurry had more than one set of globes to empty, after all. As she shuffled down to the alicorn’s waist, the pegasus caught sight of her own ample bosom swaying as she moved. An idea formed; one that instantly demanded Zap try it, as she had never been able to before, and who knew if this chance would come around again.

“Z-Zap? Flurry stuttered, trying to look over the shelf of her own titflesh down at her marefriend. “W-What are yooooouuuuuuuUUUUUUUU?!” The alicorn released a high-pitched squeal as her hard rod was suddenly enveloped by two soft somethings. The rainbow-maned mare smiled as she moved her tits up and down the length of Flurry’s schlong. The precum leaking from the top only increased, and served as lubrication for Zap’s titjob.

“Hah, Ah’ve… unf. A-Ah’ve always wanted t’ do this.” She grunted, unused to hefting the big breasts up and down Flurry’s cock. While she would never admit it, Zap had always wished for boobs as big as her mothers.’ But, of the three Apple daughters, it was her sister Ambrosia that seemed to pick up the big bust genes from Applejack. So, with this opportunity, she revelled in every moment; emphasised by suckling pre straight from the source. Flurry, losing more and more of herself to her own pleasure, pulled her breasts up and drank from both her nipples. So lost in drinking, it took the princess a few moments to realise the massage on her cock had ended. Looking up, she saw a blushing, panting Zap staring back at her. While one hand clutched a handful of tit flesh, the other reached down and spread open her sopping sex.

“F-Flurry,” Zap breathed hungrily, moving the inside of her wrist against her fully erect clit. “Ah… Ah can’t wait no longer. Ah… Ah need it. Please…”

For a few moments, the two mares simply stared into each other’s eyes. Both had concerns of losing their minds to their lust running around up there, but they were being overridden. Not by their sex drive, though that did play a part in the equation. Instead, it was their hearts. At least, that was what Flurry hoped Zap was thinking. The alicorn had never felt this strongly towards somepony she didn’t consider family. No, this feeling, this connection she was experiencing… it transcended that. Flurry trusted Zap. Arguably more than anypony. Even more so than Pound and Pumpkin, as bad as she felt mentally admitting that. Somehow, regardless of what embracing pleasure in this instance would bring, she was willing to accept the risk. Because she trusted Zap.

So, with as certain a smile as her pleasure-ridden system would allow, Flurry nodded and struggled to rise off her makeshift lounge.

“No, Flurry, don’t push yerself.” Zap worried, but a golden aura encompassed her and gently pulled her to the floor, where Flurry crawled up to hover over the prone pegasus on all fours. Doing so dragged those ivory milkbags up the fliers’ thighs, briefly sandwiching Zap’s clit in her canyon of cleavage before coming to rest pillowing against the Apples’ own prodigious bust.

“You’ve done so much for me already…” Flurry replied, taking her time between sentences to regain her breath. “Please, let me make you feel good too.”

Zap’s answer was to reach up to Flurry’s face and pull the two together for a kiss. The mismatched pairs of breasts squashed up to their chins as their tongues circled one another and explored the others’ mouth. Flurry loved every moment, but was the one to break the kiss. Though she chuckled at the small whine from Zap, she focused on her new goal by parting the sea of tits between them. This allowed her to see their abdomens and line up her throbbing penis with Zap’s pegasus petals, using her large wings to maintain balance while doing so.

“You ready? Flurry asked, a hint of nervousness still tinged her voice.

“Come on in, Sugarcube.” Zap responded eagerly, her smile proving infectious as one adorned Flurry’s muzzle as well.

With that, Flurry slowly pushed her hips forward, her flared head pushing into Zap’s depths. Both mares winced and gasped from the sensation. Sure, both had unfortunately had their fair share of sex by this point, but never had it felt so… good. Given both mares were riled up from all the foreplay, Flurry forced herself to go slow, lest she blow her load early. Zap, meanwhile, grit her teeth as Flurry’s wide member stretched her insides. Every surface of her vaginal passage clung to the huge intruder, heightening the experience for them both.

Flurry finally bottomed out, her head poking at Zap’s cervix. It was a testament to her size that the alicorn’s medial ring was barely in line with the pegasus’ vulva. The mares simply stayed still for a moment; panting as Flurry simply lay lodged within her marefriend. Recalling all the times it had been done to her, she then began retracting her schlong before ramming it in quickly. Zap cried out in pleasure, her limbs reaching up and around to pull Flurry closer in. This drew the alicorn a little deeper inside, and the pair abandoned restraint in a mad dash to the finish line. Flurry’s hips swung, her tail bouncing up and down along with her read end. Milk spilled from her nipples directly into the coat adorning Zap’s rack, as the lovers gave up talking and just kissed every surface of the others face they could.

Finally, all too soon if Flurry was concerned, the end arrived. The wave of pleasure rising from within was too much for Flurry to control, and she felt her mind blank for a few moments as she hilted as best she could within the orange Apple. Alicorn semen erupted out her long slab of meat and into the pegasus’ womb. Zap, for her part, gripped Flurry’s back tightly and moaned loudly; not caring if Sugar or anyone else heard her at that moment. The strength in Flurry’s limbs gave out, leaving her to lay atop her lover whilst also still inside her.

The pair simply basked in each other’s post-orgasmic company while catching their breath. After a while, Flurry finally managed to regain some sense of control from the euphoria that had engulfed the two. Apart from feeling like she had just run a marathon, the princess felt fine. There was no lingering fear or desire for more. No dulling of her mental faculties. She felt fine. Slowly, the alabaster mare pulled herself first off, then out of Zap. The extraction nearly threatened to push the pair over the edge again, but finally the flared head of Flurry’s cock popped out. Without the dick plugging her up, the semen started flowing out of Zap’s pussy and forming a small puddle on the carpeted study floor. Flurry mustered enough energy to lay down next to her panting pegasus lover. Her face was still flush with pleasure, but as she turned to return the royal’s gaze, she saw no hint of addiction to their quick session.

“Z-Zap…” Flurry muttered, taking a moment to make sure she had both the other mares’ attention and enough focus to use her magic. Both held, as Zap focused in on her while one reformation gem hovered into the princess’ hand from her bag. “…I just… I just want to make sure… If that’s okay?”

Zap offered no protest. Her eyes showed complete trust and admiration for the mare they gazed upon, which only filled Flurry’s heart even more. With care, the gem was placed upon the orange-coated mare and light flooded the room. The fading light brought with it a slight change to the Apple’s body. Her tits had shrunk to handfuls now, most likely E cups, while her clit seemed to shrink by half its previous size. This still made it noticeable, but now it stood less like a featureless fleshy dildo and more like a thumb sticking out of her body. An orange arm rising caught Flurry’s attention, though it languidly came back down to rest upon her cheek. Zap’s muzzle bore a small smile as the blush remained.

“Ah love you, Flurry Heart.” She finally uttered, the devotion and honesty in those words undeniable. Said princess was powerless to stop the smile spreading across her face, not that she would’ve wanted to stop it.

“I love you too, Zap Apple.” She replied, and the two came together once more for a tender but no less passionate kiss. “You know… the others might make a scene if they see us like this.”

“Maybe,” Zap responded, her smile shifting to a cheeky smirk. “But fer now, let’s just rest ‘til they get back. Ah dunno ‘bout you, but Ah need a minute after that.” Flurry just nodded and hummed her agreement as the pair found their hands connecting and interlocked their fingers, heads rolling to rest against one another in a rare moment of serenity.

A serenity the stallion peeking through the study door didn’t wish to disturb. Especially when he looked down to see the mess the large cock within his hand had made upon the study’s secret door.

A little over an hour after their previous attempt, the five adventurers proceeded carefully through the halls towards the ruined throne room. All vines bearing Poison Joke had been pushed to the side or chopped off entirely thanks to Spikes’ lance and Sugar’s halberd. Said thestral’s ears were swivelling constantly, always alert for any sign they’d been discovered. No such sounds were heard. Though this meant their path remained clear, Sugar couldn’t shake the feeling something was wrong. Still, she chose to maintain focus rather than get sidetrack on concerning trains of thought, and continued leading the group through the halls. Another thought that plagued the Lunar Guard was the rubbing of her thighs as she moved. Despite her stoic demeanour, she couldn’t shake the embarrassment that she was more waddling than walking due to her overly think thigh and jiggling flanks.

While Sugar felt shame for what was outside, Button’s was more internal as he brought up the rear of the group. Every now and then he would look around to ensure no foes were sneaking up behind them, but between his analytical gaze and Sugar’s hearing, none would get the drop on them. This duty helped distract the stallion from what he had seen. What he had done. Spying on the princess, in such a state? Masturbating to it? What would Sweetie Belle say if she ever found out? Even as he tried putting those thoughts out of his mind, it was hard when the two subjects of his earlier self service were walking just ahead of him. Also hard was his larger cock; straining the fabric of his pants and making it awkward for him to walk.

Flurry, oblivious to the conflicted voyeur behind her, was grateful for a few reasons. Grateful that they were moving forward again, and that none of the others seemed to notice her and Zap’s little love-in. She was also thankful for the opportunity to deepen her relationship with said mare, even if she wished it had been under better circumstances. The pegasus, dressed once more in her Wonderbolts flight suit, was helping her carry her twin globes, and the small smile that lit up her face each time their eyes locked was more than enough proof to the princess that she felt the same way. The five adventurers finally entered the dilapidated throne room, all eyes and ears scanning the tattered banners still hanging on the walls, and the dark hallways leading deeper into the ruins.

“Uh, Flurry?” The alicorn turned to see Spike standing next to her, looking apprehensive. Throughout the journey back to this room, the dragon knight had been noticeably quiet. While one could assume he wished to reduce their chances of being found, Flurry had a feeling he still felt guilty about their previous attempt to travel through the former castle. “I… Look, I know I’ve already apologised, but again I’m so sorry about earlier. I was so focused on getting to the Tree that I-”

“Spike.” Flurry’s calm voice stopped the scaled warrior’s babbling, and his concerned eased at her expression. “It’s okay. I already forgave you.”

Though there was a sigh of relief, Spike still scratched the back of his head as a slither of worry still lingered within. “I know, it’s just… I was afraid you hated me for what happened to you.”

“Hate you?” Flurry’s tone shifted from understanding to surprise before she reached out and placed a hand on his muscular arm. “Spike… I know I’ve got Starlight, Trixie, and Sunburst back home, but you’re the only member of my original family I have left. I could never hate you.”

“…Thanks.” He exhaled again, a smile now adorning his face before regaining that determined expression she knew so well. “Right. Let’s get down there and save the Tree of Harmony.”

“Um, there might be a problem with that.” Sugar Silhouette spoke up, capturing the attention of the alicorn, pegasus and dragon. The three walked over to join her and Button Mash at the base of the throne. There, the earth pony and thestral had uncovered the secret entrance right where Twilight said it would be. The problem Sugar brought up, though, was also obvious.

The doorway descended into an enclosed stairwell, and walls wide enough for single file only. Immediately, the gaze of all save a still guilty Button Mash looked to Flurry’s chest and Sugar’s rear.

“Okay,” Spike stated, taking the initiative, and turning to face the team. “I’ll go first, making sure nothing’s going to ambush us. And I won’t rush ahead this time.” Button’s argument died in his throat at that cut-off. “After me will be Zap and Flurry. Zap, you’ll help the princess squeeze through. Sugar comes after and Button brings up the rear. You’ll keep any potential ambush off our backs, and help Sugar should she get stuck. Everyone clear on that?” Four nods answered the dragon, even if Button’s face still bore a look of uncertainty.

The descent was slow going, with Zap needing to pull Flurry’s tits to morph them enough to fit. This created the issue of milk spilling onto the steps. Thankfully, Sugar’s flanks dragging across the walls helped keep her from falling. She thought the rough surface of the walls would scrape and hurt her, but if anything, it only resulted in pleasant sensations. The Lunar Guard wasn’t sure if this would be permanent, and silently begged Princess Luna that she wouldn’t remain this large forever.

Button, meanwhile, was also struggling. The only light source as they travelled down was the light emitted from Flurry Heart’s horn. Even though his time spent gaming made his sight in the dark notable, it wasn’t the darkness that was causing him trouble. More like the third leg threatening to destroy his pants given the wide ass that squashed up before him. The earth pony shook his head, trying to get any salacious thoughts or memories of his peeping session from earlier out of his mind. He spared a glance behind, just to make sure enemies weren’t following them down, only to slip on Flurry’s milk and fall forward. Sugar’s body helped break his fall, but both stiffened in embarrassment at their position.

With the bulge of Button’s junk sinking deep into the thestral’s butt crack.

“Everything okay back there?” Spike called out as loudly as he dared. Button, his face flushed red, quickly pushed off and back up a few steps to give Sugar some room.

“We’re fine.” She replied for him, keeping her voice professional. “Just a minor slip. No need for concern.” The other three bought this and carried on down the stairs. Sugar shot a glance back at Button, the blush on her face and the look in her glaring golden eyes sent a message Button Mash was all too familiar seeing growing up. It was a look that said “We’ll discuss this later.”

It wasn’t long after this that all five adventurers reached the bottom and exited the stairwell, with Spike moving the large rock that had hidden this end of the passage. The cavern they entered was massive; easily twice as big as the largest chamber back at the Pie family rock farm. But, as they all drew their weapons, they noticed the unique points of interest in the subterranean realm. First was the entrance. Spike and Twilight had informed the others of the main entrance to this cave being its mouth out into what was once the moat of the old ruins. Said entrance was instead blocked off by a literal wall of thorny vines, though thankfully these were barren of Poison Joke. In the centre of the cavern sat a closed, pink flower bud, while another large mound of vines sat the back of the space. Both were comparable in size to large houses. But the one feature of this lair that drew the group’s attention were the cave walls and ceiling. It was covered in glowing, pony-sized flowers; each one bearing a trapped mare. Their legs were held up over their shoulders, meaning their pussies protruded out into the open air. Each one had a look of lust-riddled insanity on their features, and more than half of them looked pregnant.

The sight of all these suffering ponies distracted the five. Spike’s reflexes and hearing were the only warning the dragon had, as he rolled forward to dodge something whizzing overhead. Said something were vines. Vines that shot towards the four ponies.

“Flurry, move!” Zap shouted, pushing the princess out of the way before getting ensnared by the thin limbs. Flurry wasn’t given the time to cry out for the pegasus, as she was forced to raise a golden shield in order to deflect more vines coming for her. Spike’s flames, an angry orange rather than his more magical green, scared off the plant-based restraints, though they lifted Zap, Button and Sugar up in tight bondage.

“Oh, ho, ho. Is this really the best you could do?” A haughty laugh reverberated throughout the cavern as Spike helped Flurry to her feet. More vines sealed off the stairwell, leaving the group trapped within.

Movement in the pairs’ periphery alerted them to the large flower bud opened and bloomed. From it emerged a towering figure; easily as tall as Pinkie Pie’s corrupted form had been. It looked like a giant green mare, though from mid-thigh her body descended into the flower while her arms became more wooden in appearance and texture from the elbow down. Her mane was replaced with a veritable carpet of red petals, while smaller vines adorned with leaves curled around her body provocatively like tattoos. Her body was bare of any clothing, revealing boulder-sized breasts tipped with pink flowers that leaked nectar, while her pussy was as tall as a pony. From her back spread large tree branches, almost like wings. Within the green leaves on said wings were scores of ripe fruits in various colours and sizes. What they all had in common was each one resembled a large breast. And as the glowing green eyes of this monster mare found Flurry and Spike, a demeaning smirk spread across her features.

Without a doubt, Flurry realised this could only be the monster her aunt had warned her of; Alraune.

“It’s cute you thought you could sneak into my home.” The dryad giantess mocked the pair as Zap, Button and Sugar were all brought closer in their vine bindings. “Had you not tripped on the Poison Joke, you might’ve actually succeeded.” Her gaze then focused in on the alicorn, that smirk stretching into a more sinister grin. “Oh, it’s been so long since I’ve had willing volunteers. Why, not since I tricked that foolish zebra into gifting me more ponies. “At once, Flurry realised what this meant and the anger surged into her veins. This was why Zecora betrayed them. For whatever reason remained irrelevant as the alicorn pointed her sword at Alraune.

“Release our friends and stand down. Now!” Spike growled as he readied his lance.

“Oh my, how intimidating.” The monster mare replied feigning fear before breaking into a chuckle. “And what, pray tell, happens if I don’t?”

The giant dryad received her answer in the form of a golden beam of magic. Flurry’s rage made her shot miss, but the alicorn didn’t relent. She unleashed beam after beam of energy at Alraune as adrenaline and anger coursed through her veins. The green foe had cottoned on to the magical attacks; blocking them with giant leaves. But with her focus centred on the princess, her other opponent made his move. Spike swooped in low and climbed in an ascending strike, his lance carving a gash along the dryad’s midriff.

“Argh! You… You’ll pay for that!” Alraune growled, showing the first real signs of annoyance. A wave of vines erupted from the flower at her base and surged forward. Spike’s strength and Flurry’s shield were for naught; both being overpowered as the pair were constricted and brought up alongside the other three.

“Now…” Alraune purred, her confidence restored as she flicked her petal mane. “Let’s have some fun, shall we?”

The vines began peeling and unzipping clothes as the heroes bodies started being played with. The boys cocks were stroked to hardness by vines that suddenly became the softest surface imaginable. Sugar’s inflated backside was being massaged before flower-like suction cups began pulling at her expansive rear. The plant-based tendrils crept towards the body of Zap, but the young flier summoned all the strength her Apple family lineage could provide. The vines tore and she zoomed low to avoid recapture.

But a familiar voice crying out made her look up with a vice gripping her heart. Flurry couldn’t conceal her moans as the vines pulled at her nipples and be rewarded with their lactic bounty. Her huge cock and balls were stroked and caressed respectively, drawing the first drops of precum as another vine ground against her pussy. Yet, despite this attention, the alicorn still struggled to break free. Her arms and legs pulled against their restraints and flapped her wings, yet it failed to procure her freedom.

“You know,” Alraune purred, leaning in to taunt the alicorn. “I’ve seen the other three alicorns since our Empress’ rise and, honestly, you’re the most pathetic of the lot.”

“Sh-Shut up-pah!” Flurry shot back, but her retort turned into a gasp as more milk was pulled from her tits. She flapped those large wings harder, yet they too were ensnared by the vines.

“Oh please,” the dryad derided. “Why, I don’t think you even deserve to be an alicorn. Luckily…” Her tone grew more malicious, as did her cruel smile. “I can help with that.” Two vines approached and grew thin needles at their tips. The limbs holding Flurry’s wings bent them forward as the needles approached. The princess, sensing something horrific drawing nearer, tried her best to squirm out of her bondage. Alas, the needles made contact; piercing her wings and injecting something. The substance felt cold and alien, a numbness spreading throughout her fluffy limbs. That sensation was joined by a rapidly growing dread as Flurry saw it.

Feathers beginning to fall.

Flurry’s eyes widened, and her breathing began growing panicked, as more and more of her feathers fell off her wings. Not only that, but as they drifted away, she saw the skin and bones beneath undulate and shrink. Tears were forming in her blue eyes along with the terrifying pit in her stomach as, within a minute, she could no longer see her wings. She moved her shoulder blades, trying desperately to feel them. But there was nothing. Flurry’s wings were gone.

Flurry Heart screamed.

“NO! NOOOOOOO!” She wailed, the Royal Canterlot Voice activating unconsciously as she shook her head to try and rid herself of this most horrific of nightmares. “NO! GIVE THEM BACK! GIVE THEM BACK TO ME! GIVE-MMPHF!”

Her cries of anguish were silenced when one of those boob fruits hanging from Alraune’s branches was pushed nipple first into her mouth. The fruit was squeezed, its contents flowing down her throat and feeling this new liquid’s effects take hold. Said feelings travelled from her chest into her constricted breasts, and finally to her nipples. A familiar feeling crept in and, despite her frantic state, Flurry recognised the feeling of her nipples sinking back into the depths of her breast. When the fruit was thrown away and she regained her breath, it was instantly taken away again as more vines started sliding in and out of both her wet pussy and sunken nipples.

But none of that mattered. As her cries became more and more distraught, Flurry’s mind could only focus on her wings. They were gone. One of the biggest parts of her identity was just gone. It felt like Alraune had just stolen a part of her soul. The tears rolled down her face uncontrollably, her cries echoing out in the cavern and piercing the heart of the pegasus who witnessed it all down below.

“FLURRY!” Zap yelled, her heart aching to see her special somepony in such emotional pain. She ran forward, but didn’t make it two steps before vines snuck up from behind and wrapped around her wrists and shins. These ones held her far tighter than the previous limbs. Tight enough to hurt, as she was lifted to the tearful former alicorn.

“Aw, don’t worry, little one.” Alraune cooed condescendingly. “I know a way you can soothe your “princess’” broken heart.” Zap tried struggling free again, but was powerless to stop the vines from hanging her upside down and sliding Flurry’s hot and hard cock between her orange tits. Zap tried to protest, but her angle meant she was being driven face first into the large alabaster sperm tanks again and again. Any attempts at escape were also thwarted by smaller vines caressing her enlarger clit, and tying her nipples together to better enhance the titjob she was being forced to give Flurry.

The others weren’t kept idle as this occurred. Button Mash was carried over to the wall of the cave, his rock-hard cock throbbing from the work the vines had done to him. Fighting through the pleasurable feelings in his groin, the stallion saw he was now before one of the mares trapped in the flowers. This one bore an uncanny resemblance to Alraune; a green earth pony with red dreadlocks. Though her belly wasn’t stretched with the telltale signs of pregnancy, her expression clearly told the gamer-turned-warrior that she’d lost her mind a long time ago. Button was drawn from his observations when his tender fuck pole was pressed against, and then into the mares’ marehood. Given his larger cock, the hole was far tighter than he expected. Far tighter than Sweetie Belle’s pussy. This thought brought even more shame to the brown earth pony, and he silently begged his distant unicorn girlfriend for forgiveness.

Alraune chuckled at the stallion before turning back to the lovers. Zap resembled a living onahole, with her face repeatedly pressed into Flurry’s sweaty nuts while her painfully erect clit was drenched in the now former alicorn’s pre. Flurry wasn’t faring any better. The princess’ pussy was being hammered by the vine pseudo-cock, as another two were warping the shape of her breasts each time they pounded into the crevice of her nipples. Tears ran down heavily blushed cheeks as Flurry struggled to keep her head clear. Easier said than done when her mind was being assaulted by such carnal pleasure. Unlike the ecstasy she felt hours earlier with Zap, this kind ate away at her resistance. Silently, she tried reaching out with her magic to her sword, left abandoned on the cavern floor. She begged, pleaded, did everything she could think of to connect with the Elements of Harmony embedded within. Specifically the Element of Laughter. It had saved her from falling against Photo Finish, she prayed it could save her now.

Such prayers would not be answered. Flurry’s concentration was disrupted by Alraune pushing another boob-shaped fruit into her mouth; this one coloured purple and thrice the size of her head. With the only other option being to drown on its juice, the noble mare had no choice but to swallow gulp after gulp of this fruits’ bounty. She felt changes to her body every time she swallowed, the tingling feelings centred on her stomach and back. She also noticed the vines had paused, and Zap had been pulled away from her cock. When the fruit was squeezed dry, Flurry coughed, attempting to regain some air in her lungs before looking down to assess the damage.

“R-Really?” She asked, her tone aiming for sarcasm but still containing traces of sorrow. “More breasts? What is it with all you monsters wanting me to have multiple, huge boobs?” Flurry spoke the truth, glaring back at Alraune as she bore six additional milk tanks; an additional pair beneath her original two, and four more on her back mirroring her front. Each one of these new melons also had nipples buried deep within, only increasing the sensations of rubbing against itself on all sides.

“Oh? I‘m not the first?” Alraune answered with what sounded like genuine curious surprise. “Well, it could be that most of us want to please our Empress by changing you to suit her tastes. But…” She dragged out the word, smirking as her face drew uncomfortably close to the former alicorn. “I think it’s your body sending you a message. Deep down, you want to have more than two tits. You want them so big you can barely move, and you want your nipples to be fuckable. Why else would your chest be the only area of you that changes so consistently?” Flurry’s mind halted as the giant dryad’s words sunk in. Aside from the Poison Joke giving her a dick and the balls to match, almost all her corruptions had thus been focused on her chest. And she did admit to Zap a few days previous that she was getting used to them. Was… Was this what her body wanted? Was this what she wanted?

Such thoughts were unable to spiral into further dark places as the rape resumed. Though Zap was pulled away from her cock, instead held wrapped up just before her, the vines ramming her holes moved a blisteringly faster pace. The milk within her acted as the perfect lubricant for the intruders reshaping her tits, while her limited amount of remaining willpower wasn’t enough to stop the gushing of her constantly pummelled pussy. More vines began accosting her. A pair started jerking her off and caressing her nuts, while another six replicated the nipple assault on her newly-created teats. All of this added to the swelling tide of arousal rising within Flurry. She tried fending it off, holding back the oncoming wave, but the sight of an exhausted Zap tied up so provocatively before her, combined with one large, co-ordinated thrust from all the vines, pushed her over the edge. The princess came, and hard. Milk managed to squirt out around the vines pressing in against her nipples, mixing with the semen they sprayed onto her tits and inside her cunt. Her own semen shot out like a rocket, covering Zap chromatic head to toe in ropes of her foal batter.

Chuckling at the sight, Alraune turned to the last two to enjoy their descent into depravity, only to frown at what she saw. Her vines were positioning Spike to start fucking Sugar’s expansive ass, but the pair had been busy in a different manner while her attention was occupied. While the Lunar Guard had managed to bit her way through one or two vines, Spikes’ strength and flames did the rest and the warriors dropped freely to the ground. The vines that just held them shot down to reclaim their prize, but Spike burned them to a crisp. This elicited a small yelp of pain from the monster mare as Sugar gathered their weapons as quickly as her chubby backside would allow, with the pair now standing armed and defiant as Alraune returned her gaze to them.

“Hmph, annoying little gnats.” The plant mare muttered as Spike leapt into the air. The dragon lunged forward, hoping to skewer the monster with his lance. But Alraune was unwilling to get struck by that weapon again. Each time the vines threatened to catch him and he was forced to change course. With her attention focused on the draconic threat, however, she failed to noticed the other combatant. Sugar, using all her training in stealth and seemingly defying the physics of having such a wide, fat ass, snuck up to Alraune’s flower base and, with one big leap assisted as much as possible by her wings, she buried her halberd deep into the dryad’s thigh. Alraune cried out in pain and glared down at the thestral, visibly angry now. Vines shot out at rapid speed and Sugar was seized once more.

“Sugar, hang on!” Spike shouted as he banked around to help. This distracted him, however, as a giant yellow flower on the end of a thicker vine shot forward and swallowed him; trapping the dragon in the closed bud. He grunted and was about to burn his way out when he felt a sharp stab in his back between the wings.

Fear froze him for a second before whatever was injected immobilised his body. The stamen of the flower extended and constricted around his wrists and ankles. At the same time, more emerged to strip the dragon of his armour and clothing. These wardrobe changes were nothing compared to those occurring within Spike’s body, however. His limbs, while remaining toned, shrunk in mass. His midsection thinned, and his pectorals grew soft before taking on the telltale teardrop shape of breasts. Finally, as his jaw lost its hard edge and his spines grew in length, his knotted cock and ballsack shrinking into nothingness. In their place emerged the pink petals of an unspoiled vagina.

When the flower opened, Spike was completely female.

“Oh, wow. You turned out great.” Alraune smiled as she gave the mocking compliment. “You know, somehow, I felt you were nothing more than a little bitch. Now, let me show you a lady out of you.”

More stamen extended to pull Spike’s tail away from his new body as a vine extended towards his new feminine parts. Smaller limbs spread his labia as the thicker tendril prodded a few times before pushing in. Spike screamed before his muzzle tied shut by more vines, his female virginity stolen.

Within a tent in the triage area of the Crystal Empire, Twilight Sparkle froze in place. A sharp pang throbbed in her heart for a second before fading away, but she knew what it meant. A quick look up saw Rarity was also wide eyed, looking south despite the tent obscuring the outside world. Without prompt, the fashionista looked her friend in the eye.

“T-Twilight? She asked, though the princess could see she already knew the answer to the upcoming question.

“I felt it too.” She responded, rising off the tent’s bed, and took Rarity’s hand. As one, the pair looked back to the south, with the Princess of Friendship looking back south.

Spike… Twilight thought, hoping and praying her number one assistant could hear her somehow. Please… be safe.

Sugar winced as another lash sent her flanks jiggling before forming a red mark. The vines had her bent forward as more whipped her wide rear again and again. Gritting her fanged teeth and looking ahead, she had a front row seat to Spike feminine deflowering. The now dragoness couldn’t control the panting moans escaping him as his whole body was jostled by the vines’ thrusts. A few more moments and it was over. Spike came; orgasming for the first time as a female. The vine rewarded such pleasure with a jet of cum flooding his new insides. Sugar, looked away, saddened by the sight.

“Enjoying the show?” Alraune asked, surprising the thestral with how silently she had slunk so close. Sugar refused to answer and looked away, but something stroking her lower lips made her yelp. “Certainly feels like it. Unfortunately for you, that’s not the hole I’ll use you for.”

“W-What?” Sugar asked as Alraune backed up. As her legs were spread by the vines, she looked down to see a thick tendril approaching and it clicked. “W-Wait. Please, don’t! Don-nnaaaugh!” Her pleas fell on deaf, uncaring ears as the thick vines pushed deeper and deeper up her anus. It paused for a moment, forcing Sugar to experience the sensation of her asshole being stretched. The reprieve didn’t last, as the vine started pulling and thrusting back into her backdoor. Sugar felt ashamed as moans escaped her, but they were muffled when another vine filled her mouth to start spit-roasting the thestral.

Chuckling at her success, the dryad turned back to the cum-covered Zap. But, instead of seeing a defeated mare, Alraune witnessed the pegasus shaking in rage. The glare the orange mare shot her could’ve levelled mountains. Using her rage to fuel her Apple family strength, Zap once more broke free. Instantly a blur of rainbow colour, she shot from her spot, and grabbed her weapons from where they fell. Her first instinct was to free Flurry and Spike, but the waves of vines surrounding them made that task impossible. Knowing she needed help to take this monster down, she swooped by the wall and cut the vines holding Button Mash in place before making distance between her and Alraune. Button, for his part, summoned all the mental strength he could to not nut in the trapped mare. Instead, he pulled out and rushed as quickly as his dribbling log of a dick would allow to join Zap.

“Pesky little insect.” Alraune growled, her annoyance rising at the sight of the pegasus free once again. “Why won’t you accept defeat?!” The dryad gripped her large boobs and squeezed the together. From the flowers on her nipples, a pink mist shot out towards the pair of free ponies. Zap, still running on the adrenaline and anger of seeing Flurry defiled, took flight to dodge the jet. Sadly, Button was unable to escape the blast and the jet encompassed him. Every fibre of his body suddenly felt nothing but heightened pleasure. So much so that he couldn’t move. Button fell prone, his expanded cock spraying his seed across the ground.

That left Zap standing on her own. Letting out an angry sigh, she focused on the task ahead and flew into the fight. The flier sipped around the space, dodging all the vine attacks aimed her way. Slipping through the space, Zap flew up, landing briefly on the ceiling between flowers full of trapped mares, before diving down at top speed and landing a heavy blow to Alraune’s cheek with Vinyl Scratch’s steel bat. She pulled up but stay low before landing in a defensive posture.

“You bitch!” Alraune hissed, unleashing her hordes of vines to snare the pegasus. Zap took off, weaving and bobbing to consistently evade the limbs, which only angered the monster mare even more. She even flashed by the spit-roasted Sugar Silhouette, slicing the vines fucking her and letting the thestral land on the thick cushion of her flanks.

Zooming around, she saw some vines slinking towards the prone Button Mash and cut them off. Standing her ground between the earth pony and the oncoming tide of green limbs, Zap took a steadying breath. Using her lightning-fast reflexes for her strikes instead of manoeuvring, the daughter of Element bearers knocked away or cut up all the vines that charged towards her. She did this for what felt like hours but could only have been seconds in real time. The moment the surge abated even slightly, Zap shifted the grip of her short sword slightly and threw it with all her inherited strength.

The weapon spun through the air, bypassing, or carving a path through the vines before it to embed its blade into Alraune’s cleavage to the guard. She clutched at her chest, gasping in pain. Zap’s recent strikes had taken more out of the mother dryad than she would openly admit, and looking up only enraged her more. Sugar had staggered over to join Zap, while the effects of the mist seemed to have worn off on Button; the stallion forcing himself to his feet. Things the mistress of plants long thought impossible started filtering into her mind; thoughts of defeat. Furiously, she buried thought rebellious thoughts as far down in her mind as she could before refocusing her rage and attention to the three defiant ponies before her.

“ENOUGH!” She screeched, the fury in her voice reverberating as loudly as Flurry’s anguish had earlier. “The princess may belong to Empress Talvira, but I will take great pleasure in rutting you three until you literally fall apart!” Pulling out the short sword with a vine, Alraune pressed her breasts together again, the mist shooting out towards the brave warriors.

“Look out!” Zap shouted, pushing Sugar out of the way. The Lunar Guard instinctively rolled the moment she hit the ground, only stopping once she was certain she was out of range of the pink clouds. Pulling herself up, however, she saw her comrades weren’t so lucky. Not only had Button been hit with the mist again, knocked prone once more, but now Zap was a twitching mess on the cavern floor. Her pussy squirted its juices over her thighs, while her nipples and enlarged clit stood so tall, they had to have hurt.

“Finally,” Alraune huffed as she extended vines towards the incapacitated two and turned to face Sugar. “That should deal with her. And as for you, fat ass? It’s clear you need more punishment to learn who your new mistress is.” The foe emphasised this by brandishing half a dozen vines before her, only for them to grown sharp thorns along their length. Though the thought of those laying strike upon strike to her rear both terrified and, shamefully, aroused her, the thestral buried those thoughts and focused. Alraune looked weary and frustrated from the fight. There had to be a way for her, even in her addled state, to land the final blow.

Then, she saw it. The wound left from Zap’s sword. It hadn’t regenerated, which meant Alraune had no such ability. With this knowledge, Sugar adjusted her stance accordingly, knowing she would only have one chance.

“I already have a lady to serve, you filth.” She responded, the steel in her tone not only coming from facing a mighty foe, but also from the disrespect said foe just placed upon her sovereign’s name. “I am Sugar Silhouette. Last of the Lunar Guard. Proud servant of Princess Luna, and by her grace, I will kill you!”

“With that dump truck of an ass?” Alraune scoffed. “I’d like to see you try!” The dryad unleashed her forest of vines; all charging towards the unmoving lone pony. For her part, Sugar did not flinch away in fear. Taking a deep breath, she summoned all her strength and prayed to her princess her aim was true, as she threw her halberd like a javelin. It sailed through the air, through the hordes of vines and closed in and ensnared its wielder.

Before finding a home deep in the open wound of Alraune, piercing her heart.

The mother dryad screamed in pain and agony. At once, her vines retracted and coiled in on themselves like the legs of a dying spider. She tried to pull the weapon out of her chest, but it was buried so deep the blunt end was barely visible above the skin, and she was losing strength fast. All around the cavern, the vines began to wither, the flowers losing their petals. Even Alraune’s body began shrivelling up as her voice, screaming bloody murder, lost its strength. In her death throes, she looked back at the defiant look in Sugar’s golden eyes. She reached forward, trying to grab hold of the thestral before she fell with a mighty thud. Her breaths grew short and swift, then silent as the light faded from her eyes before she withered into a brown, lifeless husk.

As the exhaustion of the battle finally caught up with Sugar and she fell to her hands and knees, the massive bundle of vines in the back of the cavern fell away. With each withered limb disintegrating, a ray of pure white light shone through. By the time the entire bundle had disappeared, its’ prisoner was finally free to shine it’s bright light; a light which accelerated the death of Alraune’s influence even faster, and filled the cavern with an aura of healing magic.

The Tree of Harmony.

Outside the cavern, things escalated slowly at first, then rapidly.

The first sign of trouble was the dryads. Across not only the castle ruins, but all over the forest, the leafy mares let out horrifying screams of pain. They shared a connection with their mother few others could ever truly understand, and her death was like a psychic stake through the heart of each one of her daughters. As they withered and died, the horde of monster soldiers sent from Canterlot weeks ago grew unsettled. There was no sign of attack, no sight of any foe that could have done this.

They received such a sign as the wall of vines sealing Alraune’s cavern from the outside fell away and blinding light shone through. It knocked all soldiers nearby off their feet, and those unlucky enough to be close to the entrance suffered lethal burns from the purifying light flooding out. Those that survived tried staggering to their feet, only for terrifying sights, smells and sounds to emerge. Those soldiers close to the ruins could hear monstrous roars and horrific screaming. What scared them the most was it wasn’t the feminine screams of mares being rutted, but of their own, most likely being slain.

They caught whiffs of a terrible stench emerging from the forest, as well as felt tremors growing stronger. Looking up to the top of the dried moat surrounding the ruined castle, they saw a veritable legion of Timberwolves. The sentient wooden creatures, sometimes used as attack dogs for the dryads, now looked down upon those remaining monsters in much the same way they would at helpless ponies. With a howl from their leader, the beasts leapt down and into the fight.

Some soldiers stayed and fought, yet it would avail them not. The wolfpack was too co-ordinated, as opposed to the panicked and confused soldiery. Even those that successfully slayed a wolf or two would watch, in horror, as the beasts reformed themselves. Assuming they weren’t tackled to the ground by another as they stood there and watched. Others tried to flee; clambering and flying out of the ravine to escape further into the forest. It was a fools errand. There were more wolves at the top, waiting for such an eventuality. Those with wings wouldn’t get far, as a mighty Roc swooped down and crushed foes in its talons. Those on the ground that avoided the Timberwolves were slain by even more fearsome beasts. A Rockodile scared some soldiers into falling back into the ravine with its’ seemingly impenetrable hide. Others still found the source of the growing rumbling in the form of a hydra head descending to swallow them whole.

Everywhere one could look, the old beasts of the Everfree Forest reclaimed their home from the forces of Talvira. And, as the chaos on the ground continued, a small white light ascended from the cavern and into the clouds above. Rather than clear the pink clouds from the sky as the Elements of Harmony did, this light instead turned the clouds grey.

A sign that the Everfree Forest, and the Tree of Harmony within, had regained control of its domain, and death awaited those that would try to take it away.

Author's Note

Flurry Heart Stats:
Purity: 3/3
Will: +3*
Strength: +5*
Defence: +4*
Speed: +2*
Magic: +6*
Items:
Crystal Sword: +1 to Strength
- Element of Honesty: +1 to Strength
- Element of Laughter: Can reroll one Will Check per chapter
- Element of Generosity: +1 to Defence
- Element of Magic: +1 to Magic
Dream Amulet: Automatically pass Will Checks in regards to dreams
Crystal Buckler Shield: Advantage on Strength Checks
Horn Ring: +1 to Magic
Reformation Gems x2
Teleportation Crystals x3
Rations x6
Corruptions:
Expanded Breasts (H cup): -3 on Speed Checks
Lactation (1/3)
Multiple Breasts (4 total): Disadvantage on Defence and Will Checks

Zap Apple Stats:
Purity: 3/3
Will: +4
Strength: +5*
Defence: +2*
Speed: +6*
Magic: +1
Items:
Dream Amulet: Automatically pass Will Checks in regards to dreams
Flying Goggles: Advantage on Speed Checks
Wonderbolt Uniform: +2 to Speed Checks and +1 to Defence Checks
Steel Bat: +1 to Strength Checks
Crystal Short Sword: +1 to Strength Checks
Reformation Gems x1
Teleportation Crystals x2
Rations x4
Corruptions:
None

Spike:
Purity: 3/3
Will: +3
Strength: +6*
Defence: +4*
Speed: +3
Magic: +1
Items:
Dream Amulet: Automatically pass Will Checks in regards to dreams
Crystal Armour: +1 to Defence Checks
Crystal Lance: +2 to Strength Checks
Reformation Gems x3
Teleportation Crystals x2
Rations x3
Corruptions:
None

Button Mash:
Purity: 2/2
Will: +1
Strength: +3*
Defence: +3*
Speed: +2
Magic: +0
Items:
Dream Amulet: Automatically pass Will Checks in regards to dreams
Crystal Sword x2: +1 each to Strength Checks
Crystal Armour: +1 to Defence Checks
Reformation Gems x4
Teleportation Crystals x3
Rations x4
Corruptions:
None

Sugar Silhouette:
Purity: 2/2
Will: +4
Strength: +3*
Defence: +2*
Speed: +3
Magic: +1
Items:
Halberd: +1 to Strength and Defence Checks
Rations x3
Reformation Gems x3
Corruptions:
Expanded Ass (1/3)

Permanent Corruption Status:
Flurry Heart: Expanded Breasts (E), Lactation (1/3)
Sugar Silhouette: Expanded Ass (1/3)

And the Tree of Harmony has been liberated! Things should really start accelerating now plot wise.
I would've had this out sooner, but I decided to rework the corruption table I've been using for this story to be more varied and expansive (in more ways than one. ). Going forward, I'll be using that one for whenever our heroes roll a Nat1 on Will.
For those wondering how the reformation from the Tree worked, it purifies one level of corruption from all corruptions (up to their permanence level) for each Element of Harmony recovered. So, had the party come to the Tree earlier in the story, the reformation wouldn't have been as significant.

For the votes, been too long for me to remember how the voting went blow for blow, but pushing through to the Tree and letting Zap milk Flurry were the clear winners. A bit closer in regards to using gems, and we had a tie for Dinky's extra option. A coin toss has determined Dinky's fate, but I'll leave that as a surprise for the next time we'll see her.

Action:
Push through to the Tree's cavern: 16
Barricade the library & rest for a while: 7
Retreat to the forest and come up with another plan: 1
Character:
Allow Zap to assist in milking: 20
Not right now: 4
Gems (if yes, type how many and for who):
Yes: 14
(FH: 0:1, 1:3, 2:5, 3:2, 4+:3
ZA: 0:3, 1:4, 2:2, 3:1, 4+:3
BM: 0:7, 1:5, 2:0, 3:1, 4+:0
SS: 0:7, 1:5, 2:0, 3:1, 4+:0
No: 10
Extra:
Turn Dinky into a weapon: 8
Turn Dinky into a gift: 3
Turn Dinky into a prison: 8
Turn Dinky into a throne: 4

And now onto the new votes. We have a wide range of options here. Plenty of interesting paths to take. I will also address something that's been mentioned multiple times in previous comments; the option to take a rest. Some have questioned the purpose of taking a rest, and that's understandable. Up until now, I haven't made that reason very clear, so allow me to do so now.
Taking a rest does a few different things. Thematically, it allows the party to have a breather from the insanity of this quest. It also progresses time, meaning each day they take to rest is one day closer to the party's permanent corruptions going up a level. Finally, there's the possibility of monsters hunting them catching up to them (like the group of hunters Cozy Glow's dispatched). Hope that at least clears it up a little.

Action:
Rest by the Tree of Harmony
Be teleported to Cloudsdale
Go after one of the Flesh Trees (Select a destination:)
- Hollow Shades
- Dodge Junction
- Las Pegasus
- Somnambula
- Neighagra Falls
Character:
Send a party member to help defend the Crystal Empire (select one)
Warn them via letter
Gems:
Yes (select who and how many)
No

Thank you for coming back if you're an old reader, and if you're new, thanks for jumping onboard. No guarantees, but I'll try being more active in regards to writing going forward, so hopefully no more long hiatuses.
As always, thank you for reading, and happy voting!