“Talvira, please calm down.”

The demoness stopped her pacing within the royal bedroom to look at the voices’ owner. On their bed sat her beloved queen Sluttershy, with her buxom harem standing off to the side. While their silence was both obedient and nervous, the corrupted Element bearer’s was more concerned for her demonic lover.

“I’m sorry, my dear.” Talvira sighed, running a crimson hand past her horns and through her ebony locks. “It’s just… How? How could our emprie be collapsing so quickly? So… completely? And all because of a few infiltrators?” In that final question, the empress’ tone became more tense and her fists clenched. But one look back at the kind mare was enough to cool the fires within. “It just feels like our world is falling apart all around us, and no matter what I do, nothing seems to work.”

“Oh Talivra.” Sluttershy soothed, standing off the wide circular bed. “It’ll be okay. I’m certain-”

The off-yellow pegasus was cut off when she and Talvira both winced at a pain speeding through their minds. Though it lasted only a moment, this sensation only served to heighten Talvira’s fear. Within seconds, the empress was on the balcony and looked south. To her horror, the demoness saw grey clouds instead of pink. Nor could she sense Alraune’s presence. The fear of her realm collapsing was doubled by this loss, the loss of one of her oldest allies from Tartarus.

But the most terrifying fact of all was the Tree of Harmony was liberated. The greatest source of harmonic magic, Talvira’s foremost weakness, was free.

Talvira’s breath shortened. She leant forward, gripping the marble railing of the balcony hard enough to crack the stone. Fear was an unfamiliar and uncomfortable feeling for the demoness, and it was consuming her normally unshakable resolve. She rushed back inside, but felt her breathing only speeding up. Her mind spiralled as the worst-case scenarios played out in her mind against her will.

“Talvira!” The shout from that normally soft voice snapped her out of it, and she stared wide-eyed up at its source. Sluttershy was now standing up, a firm look on her face as she approached and took her demonic lover’s face in both hands. “Please, calm down. Breathe.” Though she wasn’t used to taking orders, Talvira complied, and took deep, slow breaths as Sluttersly slowly guided her back towards the bed. The fear ebbed away with each exhale, as she was locked into looking at those all-too caring eyes.

“It will be okay.” She continued, laying down on the bed and leading the empress to lay atop her; her I cup boobs serving as the perfect pillows upon which to rest her worried head. “ As long as we’re together, we will be okay.” To complete the reassurance, the pegasus embraced Talvira with her large wings; those soft black and off-yellow feathers acting like warm blankets.

“B-But how? Talvira asked, still struggling with being the one in this state, this position, as she craned her neck to look up at the kindly mare. “How do you know things will work out?”

Sluttershy smiled, the picture of sincerity. “Because I love you, Talvira. I love you and I believe in you. Something I learned a long, long time ago is that kind of belief can push you to do amazing things.”

The former element bearer looked out the balcony doors as her mind travelled back in time. Not only to the times Talvira had protected her, upheld her honour, but from even before the demoness’ incursion into her life. Back to the days where she was afraid of the world, but the support of those she cared about drove her to be better, to be more. It struck her as odd how these thoughts were surfacing now when, for nearly two decades, her old life may as well have been that of another pony. She was happy with this life. She was happy as Talvira’s spouse, as Nodabba and Ragrol’s mother… So why did those old memories resurface now? Regardless, Sluttershy chose to used them rather than let them confuse and consume her. Looking back down, she saw wide-eyed wonder as Talvira stared back up at her. The way she did so only endeared her to Sluttershy further, a sign that Talvira thought the world of her as she did the demoness.

“I don’t deserve a lover like you.” The empress uttered in an almost reverent tone, extending an arm up and out of Sluttershy’s wing blankets to gently hold her cheek. Sluttershy leaned into the contact with an understanding smile, holding the hand to her face with one of her own.

“Maybe not,” she replied with a soft chuckle. “But then I don’t deserve somepony as dedicated and caring as you either.” This finally cracked the walls of worry that had built up as Talvira cracked a small smile. With a small laugh of her own, she leaned into Sluttershy’s milk-laden bosom, though her hand remained outstretched and upon the pegasus’ face. “You’ve done so much for me, Talvira. For all of us, to have the lives we lead. Rest now. We’ll get through this together.”

The pink-maned mare looked over to the four busty concubines and nodded them over. With Lyra ascending to nobility, Caring Hearts still “busy” with her son, and Talvira focused on matters of the realm, the four earth ponies quickly approached at her wordless request. They flanked her two each side and laid their hefty chests atop the blanket of wings, adding to the comfort and showing their own support for their mistress.

Talvira looked upon the five mares surrounding her and smiled. Closing her eyes and allowing herself to relax, one train of thought crossed her mind.

I love you too, Sluttershy. More than you will ever know.

A calm quiet filled the cavern in the Everfree Forest, opposed to the carnage that had occurred earlier. The five adventurers took their time regaining their strength and breath as the light from the Tree of Harmony faded away. Of the five, Sugar Silhouette seemed the fastest to recover. With some effort, the Lunar Guard pushed herself up to her hands and knees and took everything in.

The first thing changes she noticed were those of her body. All the added padding to her flanks and chest the Poison Joke had inflicted was nowhere to be seen. While this lifted her spirits internally, the logical part of the thestral’s brain knew now wasn’t the time to celebrate that fact. Next were the fates of her comrades. Nearby, she saw both Zap Apple and Button Mash stirring. Like Sugar, their corruptions seemed to have disappeared as well; Button’s stallionhood would no longer heavily straining the fabric of his pants, and Zap’s breasts and clitoris had shrunk to normal levels, leaving the pegasus sporting lithe B cups. A little further away were the slowly stirring bodies of both Spike and Flurry Heart, with the draconic warrior’s form having reverted to his original male state. Of the five, only the princess seemed to retain some measure of corruption. Whilst the positive changes, like the re-emergence of her nipples and reduction in the number of breasts were significant, she still retained four H cup boobs; roughly the size of a pony’s head.

Finally, she saw all the mares that had been trapped in the flowers on the walls and roof of the cave were now either on or being gently floated down to the ground by auras of pure, white magic. The vines, or what remained of them, was swiftly crumbling away like the fragile leaves of a deciduous plant in autumn. Most prominent of all, however, was the Tree of Harmony itself. The brilliant shine of the crystalline tree illuminated all, a feeling of warmth and optimism ebbing out in unseen waves across all ponies in the cavern. Ponies like, Zap, who was now crawling towards the princess’ tired body.

“F-Flurry…” Zap uttered, dragging herself over to the recovering alicorn. Flurry shook her head before looking up, her tired eyes still tearful following that horrifying experience.

“Z-Zap…?” She replied, the pegasus closing in and holding her face in her hands. “Y-You’re okay?”

“Yeah, Ah am, Sugarcube. An’ you are too, from th’ looks o’ it.” Following Zap’s maroon-eyed gaze, Flurry looked over her shoulder and lost her breath at the sight.

Her wings were back.

Ignoring her other corruptions, she sat up and brought her wings around to her fore. She ran her fingers through the soft feathers, as if re-engraving their texture into memory. The relief was immense, and as the tears threatened to break through, Flurry turned and leapt into hugging Zap. The pegasus didn’t utter a word, only hugging back with her arms and wings, and nuzzling the alicorn’s mane.

“Princess…”

The voice caught not only the pair of mares, but also the other three adventurers. As one, they turned towards the Tree of Harmony. Its trunk shone brighter for a moment before that light took form. That form was one of an elegant-looking mare; dressed in a simple, sleeveless white dress. Her figure was beautiful, with her white coat contrasted by her long, straight red mane that floated on unseen, ethereal winds. As her gentle light blue eyes gazed down upon the group of recovering warriors, Flurry couldn’t help but notice the long horn protruding from her bangs, nor the white wings that outsized even her own.

“W-Who are you?” Spike managed to ask, as in his periphery she noticed Sugar kneeling before this illuminated alicorn while the other ponies looked on in stunned silence.

“I am the Spirit of the Tree of Harmony, and I thank you all for freeing me.” She spoke, sparing a glance at the prostrated thestral before looking back at the other alicorn.

“W-Wait a minute.” Flurry spoke up, untangling herself from Zap as the orange pegasus helped her to her feet. “L-Last time we spoke, you looked like my aunt Twilight.”

“Indeed, Princess.” The benevolent spectre replied. “My previous form was taken to be a more familiar face, to sooth your concerns following that battle. Now, however, you have recovered more of the Elements, meaning I am able to draw more power. Enough to project a more accurate projection were I a pony.”

“…Uh, did that fly over anypony else’s head?” Zap asked, though a soft elbow from Flurry cut off any further unintentional insults.

“Another reason I chose this form was in respect to you, Princess.” The spirit continued, not showing any offence at the rainbow-maned mares’ comment. “I felt it deceitful to appear as your aunt, especially following her liberation.”

“…Oh, well… Thank you, miss.” Flurry responded uncertainly.

The ethereal alicorn softly smiled in kind. “You are welcome, Princess. Unfortunately, I speak to you now bearing unfortunate news. Your home is in grave peril, as an army is on route to lay siege to the Crystal Empire.”

“M-My home?” Flurry gasped, fear gripping her heart as tightly as she did Zap’s hand upon finding it.

“I’ll warn them right now.” Spike spoke up, locating his bag and pulling out parchment and quill. Flurry’s concern only slight abated, but nonetheless she appreciated his swiftness as the dragon scribbled his message before burning it in green fire. The sparkling smoke then flew out the cavern opening, racing north as fast as the wind.

“T-Thanks Spike.” The princess stuttered, though Zap still looked at her marefriend with concern.

“I am afraid there is more daunting news.” The spirit carried on, regaining everyone’s attention. “There is a plot to upheave the natural balance throughout all Equestria. Using horrific duplicates of the Tree of Harmony, their creator could harness magic powerful enough to become a god among ponies. The world would be their plaything.”

“…Cozy Glow…” Flurry muttered, quickly putting the pieces together.

“If you wish, I can offer you a method to nullify these facsimiles of the Tree, and send you to one of them.” Flurry was about to answer, but she looked to Zap and paused. The orange flier had been nothing but supportive and understanding. She had helped the alicorn so much, Flurry needed to make it up to her. Looking into those maroon eyes, her decision was made and she turned back to the spirit.

“I appreciate the offer and we’ll gladly take the spell to stop them. But… We need to get to Cloudsdale as soon as possible.”

“What?” All the gathered non-alicorns responded with varying degrees of shock.

“Flurry, Are ya sure ‘bout this?” Zap spoke up, her face still displaying worry for her special somepony. “Ah reckon-”

“Zap, I’m sure.” She firmly replied. “Starlight promised we’d save your mother. She can’t be here to fulfil that promise, but I am. You’ve done so much for me, please let me do this for you.” The pegasus stared into those beautiful blue eyes. She saw nothing but honesty shining through them in that moment, but she knew how exhausting that fight had just been. Furthermore, of all ponies present, she had an idea of how fast her more athletic parent was. Especially how fast she was. But that voice, that face, and those eyes… They weakened her reasoning with each second. And Zap did still wish to confront her pegasus mother.

“Princess, please think for a second.” Button spoke up, his cynicism obvious for all to hear. “That plan’s just… it’s insane! None of us are in any condition to march into Cloudsdale right now.”

“Not to mention Rainbow Dash can and will outpace all of us, except maybe for Zap.” Spike added. “Flurry, are you absolutely sure about this?” The alicorn nodded before turning her attention back to the glowing spirit.

“Once we’ve freed Cloudsdale, weI’m sorry if this isn’t the answer you were wanting to hear… but if we’re able to restore the Element of Harmony from Cloudsdale, that should only make both you and I stronger… Right?”

The spirit nodded in response. “Indeed. Though I share your companions concerns, the choice is ultimately yours.”

Her long horn became encompassed in a pure white aura before a similar shining orb of magic floated down and into Flurry’s forehead. In an instant, the intricacies and framework for a complex spell came to mind. If Flurry didn’t know better, she would’ve thought she’d known this spell her whole life. Even more knowledge exploded into being in her mind; knowledge of the fake tree locations. Though she and the others were aware of the one in Hollow Shades, four more locations made themselves clear to her; Dodge Junction, Las Pegasus, Somnambula, and finally a little to the west of Neighagra Falls. That last one concerned the alicorn, given its proximity to the Crystal Empire. As the understanding of what happened sank in, she met the spirit’s gaze, who merely nodded back at her again.

“Are you all ready to depart?” She asked politely, her eyes scanning from Flurry to the rest of the group.

The ponies and dragon took a moment to double check their equipment. Weapons were reclaimed and clothing was put back on. Even Flurry, despite lacking anything to wear below her waist, simply slung her belt over her bare hips as she reclaimed and put on the plain, button-up shirt Rarity had given her. Her four milkbags still made it impossible to close the shirt, but just having even a shred of fabric on her body had a reassuring effect on the princess. Before she forgot, Flurry cast a cloud walking spell on both Spike and Button mash, having heard Spike can’t stand on them while Button’s need was more obvious. Finally, after all the preparations were made, they all looked back to the spirit; displaying a united, determined front.

“I wish you all luck in your quest,” she said with a soft smile. “May Harmony’s light guide you to victory.” The light surrounding her horn, and the Tree of Harmony itself, grew to encompass the entire cavern. In an instant, the five adventurers were somewhere else.

The first clue was the brisk, chilled wind that tugged at them, while another was a soft, almost damp substance beneath their feet. As one, they opened their eyes to find themselves standing atop the pink cloud canopy. Looking around, one could see the elevated dome that contained Cloudsdale off to the west. Even from this distance with the sun partway through its descent towards the horizon, with Zap briefly taking flight to get a better look, dark shapes could be seen circling the enclosed cloud town.

“There’s still a ton ‘o monsters over there, Flurry.” The pegasus reported, sharing looks with Spike and Sugar. She grew a little annoyed with Button, though; the brown stallion was busy examining the clouds upon which they stood.

“Sir Mash, please pay attention.” Sugar told him off, like she was a disappointed teacher scolding a student.

“What?” He exclaimed. “I’ve never stood on clouds before, alright?” He looked back a moment, more, his snout inching towards the slightly shifting surface. “Wonder what it’s like dipping your head in?”

“Speaking from experience,” Flurry spoke up, walking over while flaring her wings to help balance out her four breasts, “it’s not a fun time. Stay under for too long and you’ll be a sitting duck.”

“Not t’ mention you’d fall, so Ah wouldn’t if Ah was you.” Zap added, her flat tone a clear indicator to Button to knock it off. The earth pony, thankfully, took the hint and stood up.

“Anyway,” Spike started, desperate to move on from this conversation, “We should get moving. Don’t want any patrols from Cloudsdale finding us just standing here, do we?” Flurry and Zap, having experienced the last attempt to sneak into the town, nodded and started moving, with the rest of the party falling into step behind them.

The journey was slower than they would like. Though all save Button Mash could fly, doing so would make them stand out as opposed to sneaking towards Cloudsdale atop the canopy. This made it a slow slog, however, given the nervousness all had at potentially being found by a patrol, and adapting to walking across the soft surface. Button and Spike especially struggled, citing the lack or even absence of experience walking on clouds.

By evening, the party had halved the distance between them and their destination, though the challenges would only escalate. There did indeed seem to be more monsters and fallen pegasi flying around the pink cloud dome like a school of angry sharks, eager to snap at the first sign of danger. There was also the exhaustion factor. To consider. Given the Poison Joke incident, the battle with Alraune and now the trek, all five adventurers were running on empty. Sugar especially, given thestral are generally nocturnal creatures. She had been pushing herself to stay awake for this long, but she was finally losing steam, and had Button draping one of her arms over his shoulder to help her move.

“We need to make camp.” Spike stated as loud as he dared, not aware if the swirling horde in the distance could hear him. “There’s no way we’ll stand a chance against Rainbow Dash feeling like this.”

“We’re on it.” Zap replied with as much gusto as she could manage. In seconds, she had crafted a cave of clouds large enough for them all to clamber inside, while Flurry cast the illusion spell to hide them from the Cloudsdale hordes sight and hearing. The warriors stumbled into the makeshift shelter and, almost as one, collapsed.

“Flurry, you okay?” Zap asked as she cosied up next to the alicorn. She answered by wrapping a wing around Zap’s back, and the two cuddled close. Zap smiled and gave the princess’ cheek a quick kiss before pulling back and rummaging through her bag. Finding it, the rainbow-maned mare pulled out her last reformation gem, her mood sobering slightly as she looked down at Flurry’s tits. “It’s good knowin’ that, but Ah’d rather make sure, if that’s alright by you?”

“It’s okay.” Flurry responded softly, noticing that Sugar and Button were on the verge of sleep already. “I know I said I was getting used to them before, but I’d rather be as close to how I used to as I can. So, yes. Please use it.”

Zap nodded before pressing the gem to Flurry’s chest. The alicorn’s illusion hid the light of reformation from the outside world, while Spike had moved to shield the sleepy pair with his wings. Looking back as the light died down, he, Zap and Flurry saw the princess baring only two breasts once more. Not only that, but they’d finally shrunken back down to what one could almost call a normal size; palm-filling E cups from Zap’s best guess. Despite her exhaustion, Flurry couldn’t help but smile. She buttoned up her shirt before pulling the pegasus in with her magic for another cuddle and kiss. Zap returned the smooches this time before they, and Spike settled down to get some much-needed shuteye.

The return to action came swifter than the resting warriors would have liked.

Less than an hour following sunset, the five adventurers were rudely awoken. Fleshy tendrils reached up through the clouds and wrapped tightly around their limbs, pulling them back below the cloud canopy. All tried to struggle, but each pony and dragon received a blow to the stomach for their efforts.

As Flurry recovered from hers, she took stock of the situation as quickly as she could. Her first thoughts questioned how they could’ve been found despite the illusion spell. The only answer she could think of given their predicament was the illusion was only crafted for above the clouds, not below. But Flurry recognised now wasn’t the time for chastising herself and looked up their opponents.

She and her companions were being flown away by a group of ten strange monsters. Strange in that they were unlike anything the group had previously come up against. They looked like pony mannequins, though ones that bore featherless, membrane wings. Their arms had also morphed into multiple tendrils, with she and each of her friends carried by two beasts. Also interesting about these foes was, partially embedded within their arms were dark oval gems; almost like an obsidian version of her reformation gems. The final important point of interest was where they were going. Rather than being carried to the heart of Cloudsdale, these things were flying them to the ground; just on the northeastern edge of Sweet Apple Acres. Flurry just managed to spy Zap looking longingly towards the abandoned homestead of her family before it disappeared behind the trees.

“Unhand us, you fiends!” Sugar shouted, trying with all her might to escape. Her attempts unfortunately bore no fruit, as one of the two holding her down leaned in almost nose to nose. A thin line of red magic scanned up and down the thestral’s face before the mannequin monsters’ own features shifted. Not only their face, but the monsters’ entire body changed; as if their skin was a liquid, it lost the hairless form by growing a dark blue coat while its wings became feathered. But when it also grew a horn and a long, flowing mane that sparkled like the night sky, Sugar froze.

“How rude,” the beast said, in a voice and from a face its captive would recognise in a heartbeat. “Is that any way to speak to your princess?” Sugar struggled to believe her own eyes as the beast stood back, its tentacles rejoining into hands the Lunar Guard wished to kiss once upon a time.

“P-Princess Luna…?”

Indeed, the monster standing before was the spitting image of her beloved princess. Looking behind her, the other mannequin holding her in place had also changed; this time into the rugged good looks of the Lunar Guards’ former captain, Star Sabre. She blinked and shook her head to make sure she wasn’t hallucinating from the lack of sleep, but his familiar face with a slash scar over his golden left eye, the short navy-blue mane with a silver streak running through it, it could be none other. The only thing that gave away the illusion was his arms still separated into the tentacles that still held the last Lunar Guard.

“Indeed,” the fake princess responded, in much the same cadence Sugar imagined the real lunar sovereign would were she in such a position. “I see my guards have become quite impertinent in my absence. I believe some disciplinary action is required. Star Sabre?”

The fake thestral stallion nodded, lifting and rotating Sugar. The fake Luna then walked around and hummed as she started groping and kneading her captives’ flanks. As this occurred, Star Sabre’s impersonator used two tentacles to pry Sugar’s mouth open for his fully erect cock to instantly fill. As Sugar struggled not only to breath but also resist what was happening, a quick side glance revealed what had become of her comrades.

Their monsters had also shapeshifted into loved ones, and each pair was proceeding in molesting their chosen prisoner. Button Mash’s sounds of resistance were muffled beneath the backside of one monster pretending to be Sweetie Belle, while the other, pretending to be his mother Cream heart, used her voluptuous tits to harden his cock. Zap struggled as one monster that looked like her brother Jonagold fucked her face, while snother resembling Applejack ate her out. Flurry Heart couldn’t help but moan as her unbuttoned shirt left her breasts free for her monsters, impersonating Princess Cadance and an uncorrupted Starlight Glimmer, to suckle her nipples. Another unicorn copy was present; Twilight Sparkle lay atop the dragon, smothering Spike with her pussy as she and a fake Rarity used their large breasts to give the dragon a double titfuck.

“Oh, Spike, darling,” the false fashionista sighed lustfully. “You’ve grown so big…”

“I was such a fool,” the Twilight pretender added following a long suckle of the arrow-headed tip of the draconic cock. “Had I known you were this big, I would’ve jumped on you when you found me.” These comments seemed to light a fight in the dragon, who angrily grabbed onto Twilight’s body and threw her off. He tried sitting up, ready to incinerate the fiend that dared imitate the unicorn he adored, but said fake pushed him back down. One of Rarity’s arms split back into tendrils; wrapping around his neck and holding him to the ground just as the dragon unleashed a surge of orange flame into the sky.

“Uh-uh-uh.” The white unicorn tutted, shaking a finger. “That wasn’t nice, Spikey-Wikey. “You need to be taught a lesson in how to properly handle a lady.”

With that, Rarity closed her fist, only for one of those dark gems to surface where her knuckles would be. Without warning, she rocketed the fist down into Spike’s unclothed and unprotected junk. The dragon winced with pain, but that pain swiftly transformed into ever-growing pulses of pleasure. His breathing came out in heavy pants as the fake Twilight moved above his head, only to smother him with her heavy boobs. Spike struggled to breath, both from this soft suffocation and from whatever was happening to his body. After a few moments that felt like hours, he was freed from his prison of cleavage and swallowed as many deep breaths as he could. The tendrils around his neck had also retreated, made evident when Twilight lifted his head onto her soft thighs.

“Wake up, Spike.” She spoke sweetly, brushing his green spines like the real Twilight used to as a baby dragon. “Rarity’s given you such an amazing gift.” Looking down, his weary eyes widened at the sight. His rock-hard cock was standing proud, but now nearly three times the size. It almost looked like a small purple tree trunk rising from his pelvis. Though he couldn’t see them, Spike could feel his far heavier balls resting against his thighs. Any mental guesses as to how big they had become would have to wait, as he saw Rarity kneeling before him; her eyes glued to his monster schlong.

“And now…” the fake unicorn purred, licking her lips, “…It’s time for you to be generous and return the favour.”

Without delay, Rarity took hold of the enlarged dragon penis and pointed it at her folds before descending upon it. Spike grunted in trying to stave off an immediate orgasm while the white pretender moaned like a whore. A large protrusion rose from beneath her stomach as her warm, wet insides gripped his dick like a vice.

“Oh Rarity, that looks like so much fun.” The fake Twilight tittered as her partner in crime started slowly raising and lowering herself on that draconic fuck stick. “Come on, Spike. Show me some love too.” The false alicorn straddled the knights’ face, lowering herself and burying Spike’s scaly snout into her crotch. He tried to shake her off, but between the sweet scent and taste filling his nostrils and mouth respectively, and the increasing pace of Rarity pounding his pelvis, thoughts of resistance were growing dim.

“Oh wow, that looks so fun. Don’t you think so, Button?” The fake sweetie Belle asked as she lifted her ivory backside off Button’s face. The stallion was blushing hard as she and the facsimile of his mother switched places. Cream Heart’s imposter gently cradled the earth pony’s orange-maned head on her think thighs. She had to crane her neck a little to see his face, however, on account of her massive boobs. Boobs whose cleavage was coated in his precum.

“You’ve held on for so long, honey.” Cream soothed, stroking his hair, and caressing his cheek. “Just lean back and relax, and let us take care of you.”

“Y-You… aren’t my moth-A-HAH!” Button’s accusation was cut off as the imitation of his special somepony buried his rigid stallionhood inside her pussy. The gasp for air left his mouth open, easy pickings for Cream to press her nipple straight in.

“Shh. Stop fighting it, Button. Mother knows best.” Cream’s copy hushed him, as milk freely spilled from the teat and into Button’s mouth. He struggled to drink it without drowning due to his shortness of breath from Sweetie Belle’s riding of his cock. Eventually a rhythm was found and, though he knew he needed to keep fighting it, a part of him couldn’t deny this felt just too good.

“‘Ere ya go, sis!” Jonagold’s duplicate grunted, his hips swinging enough to send his balls slapping into Zap’s jaw. “Be like yer friend an’ drink up!” A few more quick thrusts followed before he hilted in her mouth. The salty taste of sperm erupted as rope after rope of semen spurted down Zap’s throat. She couldn’t hold on much longer herself and came, squirting the face of her mother, the face the other monster had stolen; just like its accomplice had stolen her brothers’ features.

“Aw, you two’re such good siblin’s.” The fake Applejack remarked as Jonagold pulled out, leaving trails of spunk from his tip to the pegasus’ mouth. Before the flier could regain her senses, the one pretending to be her mother pushed her down, pinning her wrists to the ground above her head. “Now how ‘bout somethin’ t’ wash it all down, hey Sugarcube?”

Zap opened her mouth to roar at the false Apple matriarch before the tips of two large, orange melons were stuffed into Zap’s mouth. The soft mounds pressed in against the pegasus’ face, forcing fresh cider to stream into her mouth. Zap had no choice but to swallow to avoid drowning, yet nearly choked when something long and hard pushed past her petals. Her ears, barely free of the fleshy cider tanks trying to drown her, heard the voice of her mother moaning in ecstasy above, as well as something wet drip onto her abdomen. She wanted to struggle free, to kick the tar out of these monsters that dared impersonate her family. But, with her limbs firmly held and both her upper and lower lips full, Zap could do nothing but attempt to ride the pleasure out.

“Oh, is this not the purest dream one can experience, my loyal subject?” The fake Luna asked calmly as she fingered Sugar’s unfortunately experienced backdoor. The poor thestral, however, was unable to answer, as the Star Sabre imitation climaxed in her mouth. Sugar nearly choked on the cum, forcing herself to swallow it regardless of the taste or what it was doing to her body. The cock being removed from her mouth acted like uncorking a wine bottle, as the Lunar Guard coughed up so much spunk while she was rotated upright. The pretend princess of the night cupped Sugar’s cum-stained chin in her hands. “Why not just accept this for the gift it is, as I did?” This finally garnered a response. Sugar summoned the last shred of defiance she could muster and spat a dollop of sperm-coated spit into the pretender princess’ face.

“I… w-will not yield… to the likes… of you…” Sugar growled, though her threat was undercut by her panting and coughing up more flem-like sperm. The imposter merely smiled, licking the spit off her cheek with an impossibly long tongue.

“Well then… it would seem some more punishment is required.”

Emerging from one of the fake Luna’s palms was another of those dark gemstones, while the other hand reached down and began fingering her wet cunt. Sugar’s confusion grew until it shifted to shocked understanding when from out of said pussy grew a thick, veiny horse cock, nearly double the size of the one Star Sabre possessed. Luna strolled back behind the imprisoned thestral before bringing her hand down in one almighty slap to the ass. The sting Sugar felt swiftly evolved into rippling ecstasy as she felt the familiar feeling of her backsides’ mass increasing. Sparing a glance down, the last Lunar Guard witnessed her flanks quickly balloon back out to the same size they were earlier in the day.

“Star Sabre, let us begin this traitors’ punishment.” With the order given, the male thestral copy buried his still stiff cock deep into Sugar’s folds. She resisted giving him the satisfaction of vocalising the pleasure bombarding her mind and body, but that will shattered when the false lunar princess entered her back door. Sugar squealed, both of her holes immediately tightening. This only slowed her rapists, unfortunately, and they soon found a pace that, little by little, chipped away at her resistance. The sensation of both holes being filled, of both phallic intruders rubbing against each other though the thin flesh separating her holes, it built an ever-expanding bubble of pleasure within her.

“Ungh! A-Hah! S-Stop! Stop it-TAH! I… I can-NNNGH! C-Can’t take it!” Sugar pleaded, her resilience finally breaking as these fiends wearing two faces she respected and idolised more than any other continued increasing their pace. Said pleas were answered with the fake Luna slapping her ass hard enough for it to ripple before tightly squeezing; the thick ass cheek pillowing in-between those thin fingers.

“There’s no need to resist.” Luna responded, panting as she and Star Sabre hammered away. “Cum. Cum for your princess! Dive headfirst into the hell of pleasure!”

With this, both imposters climaxed. A surge of foal batter raced up Sugar’s insides, flooding her womb and anus with enough semen to slightly bloat her belly. The trapped thestral couldn’t hold it in anymore, and came as well. Her holes clenched as she squirted femcum around Star Sabres’ dick, which only coaxed more semen out of the cocks inside her. As Sugar fell limp in post-orgasmic bliss, another chorus of lust echoed out as Spike finally nutted within the false Rarity. While she squealed as burst after burst of dragon semen was unable to flow back out due to his knotted cock, the draconic knight could only offer muffled grunts as the fake Twilight’s femcum flooded down his throat. His arms, which had been pressed against those thick lavender thighs in a vain attempt to push her off again, fell limp as his mind went blank from the orgasm he endured.

A short distance away, Flurry could only watch on whilst suffering her own molestation. She saw the fake thestral male and Twilight back away, while the Luna and Rarity copies started absorbing the dragon and thestral warriors. Reverting to their original mannequin forms, the only difference was two of them now appeared overly pregnant, with the unconscious heads of Spike and Sugar nestled between huge boobs. Growing their membrane wings once more, the pair took of and flew into the night sky, leaving the other two now featureless mannequins to approach the remaining three adventurers.

“No! Sugar! SPIK-AH!” Flurry’s cries were cut off when she felt the tell-tale sensation of a rigid cock penetrate her. Looking down, she saw the monster pretending to be Starlight holding her legs up with tentacle arms, her hips swinging in time with each thrust. This view was quickly obscured, however, when the fake Princess Cadance straddled the white alicorn’s midsection; her pink hands continuing the fondling and coaxing of milk from her breasts.

“No need to feel sorry for them, Flurry.” The royal imposter soothed, even as her hands became coated in liquid dairy goodness. “They’re going to be well taken care of, as are you. Now, let me feed you like I used to.”

Flurry watched as the pink breasts attached to this poser not only ballooned in size, but also started bearing beads of milk from the darkened nubs at their peak. She tried craning her head away from the encroaching canyon of cleavage, but another sharp thrust from Starlight gave the opening Cadance needed. The oversized nubs were pushed into Flurry’s open maw and immediately started spraying milk, even as the titflesh continued to grow and obscured the alicorn’s head from sight. Also obscured was Cadance’s hands shifting into glass cups that affixed themselves to Flurry’s nipples. Soon, the warrior princess wasn’t just being forced to take milk, but give it back as well.

Everything started closing in on Flurry as she was smothered and force fed. The elation of spending time with her real aunt Twilight, the ordeal of the Poison Joke, her private session with Zap, the battle with Alraune, and now the seeming loss of Spike and Sugar. It all combined in a maelstrom of emotions that fuelled Flurry, spurred her on. These monsters were wearing the skins of their loved ones, defiling them. They would pay for this. Feeding off this emotional energy even as she was feeding on breast milk, Flurry lit her horn and put all her focus into her spell.

In the blink of an eye, the fake Starlight and Cadance were atop nothing. The next instant saw Flurry reappear in a flash of golden light. Not wanting to waste this opportunity, Flurry cast the teleport spell again, this time saving Zap from her fake family members and bringing her special somepony to her side. The pegasus gives her a thankful nod as the pair stand up and draw their weapons.

Flurry turned and was about to save Button Mash when she saw a teleport wouldn’t be necessary. The earth pony, nearly succumbing to the pleasure inflicted upon him, tried desperately to focus his thoughts on the real Sweetie Belle. Her pure image, as well as the sight of seeing her resting back in the Crystal Empire, and the guilt of having watched Flurry and Zap’s make out session earlier in the day, acted as gasoline to the flame of his resistance. Summoning what strength he had left, Button pushed the fake mother away before grabbing one of his swords and decapitating the monster riding his cock pretending to be his marefriend. Pulling himself out of the corpse and grabbing his other sword, he then moved over and joined Flurry and Zap taking battle stances.

The monsters, no longer in control but still outnumbering the ponies seven to three, all shifted back to their blank, mannequin forms. The dark gems Flurry noticed earlier pot marked their arms all the way down, as their limbs began changing into fleshy blades, clubs, and other weapons. As one, they charged and swarmed the trio, who roared their defiance and counter-charged. Zap shot forward, her short sword skewering the heart of one monster before she quickly followed up with a swing from the bat to leave a severe indent in the beasts’ skull. Flurry, finally free from the burden of oversized tits, swung her sword with deadly efficiency. The monster’s flesh sizzled and melted wherever the blade touched them; the Elements glowing in response to the dark gems. Button, still affected by his treatment and lacking the time to put his erect cock away, was unable to land a blow on the enemy with his twin swords. One of the monsters closer to him transformed its arm into a cylindrical barrel and aimed it at the stallion. Out from said barrel shot one of the dark gems, with Button’s gamer reflexes the only thing allowing him to either dodge or deflect these shots.

The fighting carried on, with the lovers facing another pair of pretenders. One lunged at Zap with a spear tipped with another dark gem, but she flipped over, spun a kick into the back of its head to knock it down, and followed up with a stab to the head again, ending it. Another came up from behind, but its limb was swatted away by the fliers’ bat and she landed a stiff kick to its midsection; sending the fiend tumbling back some twenty feet. Flurry charged at another but, like the one facing off with Button Mash, it shifted its arm and shot dark gems at her. Flurry blocked these with her buckler shield as she closed the distance and ran it through with her sword. The monsters’ mouthless scream morphed into a gargle as it melted around her pure, Element-bejewelled blade, nearly distracting Flurry from the threat of another monster sneaking up behind her. She ducked the swing of its gem-encrusted club arm and forced it to retreat with blasts of magic.

Button struggled to have the same measure of success, unfortunately. The monster would dart in for close attacks with an axe arm, which were easy enough to deflect or block, but then it would change tactics and try shooting gems from point blank range. Button managed to dodge them, but could never land the counterpunch with the beast always leaping out of reach. The fact hadn’t the chance to restore his decency only made matters more difficult, as his swinging schlong threw off his timing or focus. Just as Button prepared to block its next attack, it changed up the pattern and shot instead. The stallion was caught off-guard, and couldn’t block in time as the gem hit him straight in the crotch. The pain of the high-velocity impact stung enough to bring the brown earth pony low, but then he felt the return of pleasure flood his junk. Looking down, he witnessed his stallionhood and ballsack both throb and increase in size swiftly; easily bigger than they had been earlier in the day, and comparable to the scale Spike’s cock had grown to in this same battle. The guilty monster pinned him down again, once more taking the form of his cream-coated mother.

“You did the right thing getting rid of that young harlot, Button,” it spoke in her voice, infuriating Button more when he realised it was referring to Sweetie Belle. “Now I can love you like a real stallion!” Wasting no time, the fake Cream Heart lined up the warrior’s enlarged cock and sank down on it all in one swift motion. Button cried out, barely managing to avoid cumming. But any attempts to break free again were stymied, as his arms were held down by hers, while tentacles sprouted from her thighs to caress his now churning nuts, and even prod at his asshole.

“Cum for me, Button! Come on! Cum! Cum for MommyyYYYYYYYYY!”

With the stimulation from earlier, coupled with the exhaustion of the day and this new vigorous assault on his loins, Button couldn’t hold on any longer and came. The monsters’ cunt milked his prick as load after load filled her pussy. As his body went limp and his mind fell into post-coital blankness, the monster shifted back to its neutral form as it swallowed up his body and grew wings to take off.

“Hey! Stop!” Flurry cried out, breaking off from her fight to try save the stallion. She aimed as carefully as she could with her magic and launched a golden beam at the beast carrying him, but it bobbed out of the way at the last moment.

“Ah’ve got ‘em!” Zap yelled as she shot past the princess and quickly caught up with the airborne abductor. She raised her bat, ready to swing hard enough to knock the monsters’ lights out, but something glinted in her peripheral vision. Instincts forced her to roll out of the way and she saw the opponent she had left behind closing in on her, shooting more of those dark gems. The pegasus ducked and weaved through the air, dodging more of the dark projectiles until she was harried back to ground beside Flurry. As the last two monsters stood before them for another round, the pair of ponies saw the beast carrying Button Mash disappear out of sight.

With a wordless roar that surprised even Zap, Flurry shot forward with murderous intent. The monster blocked her slash with a blade arm, even though its skin bubbled near the blade as the force of her attack forced it to skid back through the dirt. It forced Flurry off but she teleported behind it, the tip of her sword piercing through its torso as it wailed a warbling death cry. Zap, taking advantage of the other monsters’ shock, overcame her own to zip forward, force the fiend down by smashing its knees with her bat and finishing with a stab to the back of the head.

Standing back up, what Zap saw pounded at her heart. Flurry stood with her back to the pegasus, shoulders shaking and wings sagging as she stared off in the direction of Canterlot; no doubt where Spike, Button and Sugar were taken. Letting her sword fall from her grasp, the princess fell to her knees and pounded the earth with a wordless cry of sorrow and enough force to make Zap stumble slightly.

“Hey, Flurry?” She asked timidly, knowing the alicorn could be fragile in moments like this. “Listen, Ah know-” A loud horn blaring from above cut the pegasus off. Spinning around, Zap cursed the empress for what she saw. Descending from the clouds were a horde of flying monsters and corrupted pegasi, a majority of the latter wearing black and green jumpsuits that were similar to the blue and gold one Zap was wearing.

Darn it! She internally swore as one pegasus stallion dove towards her at break-neck speeds. They musta heard our fight. She readied her weapons for yet another fight, regardless of how badly her body ached.

She needed have worried, as a beam of magic reduced the pegasus, and a majority of the airborne horde, to ashes. Zap had to duck as the attack made her jump, but confusion raised red flags in her mind when she saw it was an orange beam of magic. Looking behind her, her confusion grew, alongside her fear.

“…Flurry?”

Flurry didn’t answer, save for haggard panting that almost sounded like growls. Her stance was crouched, wings flared and ears folded back; signs of utmost aggression. The sword still lay where she dropped it, her hands swiftly switching between being curved rigidly like claws and clenched tightly into fists. Magic swirled as both static bolts around her body and an ominous glow about her horn. But this wasn’t the golden aura of Flurry Zap had become so accustomed to. This aura was orange, shifting closer to red even as she looked on.

“…No more…” The alicorn growled, taking a staggered step forward before looking up at the remnants of the aerial monsters. The sight sent ice down Zap’s spine, for Flurry’s normally sky-blue eyes had turned blood red. “No… MOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRREEE!”

With a flap of her large wings, Flurry shot off the ground at blistering speed. The force released a gust of wind powerful enough to knock Zap off her feet. An explosion from above rocked the pegasus’ ears and, looking up, filled her heart with dread. Flurry was laying waste to the unfortunate monsters in her path. Red lances of magic cut through the beasts like a knife through butter, and her roars of rage echoed over the land as she followed fleeing foes back up into the clouds.

“Flurry! Wait!” Zap called out, though she may as well have been yelled at thin air. Thinking quickly, and trying to fight off the tears at what Flurry was doing, what she was becoming, the flier scooped up the discarded sword and raced into the sky after her special somepony. As she soared back over the pink canopy, she saw many of the monsters weren’t even bothering to stop her. Many were either fleeing into open skies, down to the ground below, or back towards Cloudsdale, the latter remaining within the alicorn’s path. Flurry was gaining distance despite Zap’s best efforts, blasting swathes of the monstrous defenders aside before plunging into the domed cloud town. With little choice, the rainbow-maned mare followed suit.

Within the enclosed town is chaos, with multiple monsters laying dead and ponies panicking. Zap couldn’t focus on them right now, or anything else. Her sole focus was catching up with Flurry. She poured every ounce of strength into her wings, urging herself to fly faster. Increasing in size before her was a massive cloud colosseum; the monsters chased back there making a final defensive stand. It mattered little, for Flurry blew them apart with her magic and crashed through the walls. Zap wasted no time and shot right through the hole the other pony had made.

Flying so fast, she nearly flew into Flurry, and weaved around her to end up hovering in the middle of the colosseum. The area was lit by great torches ringing the top of the structure, as well as smaller ones on pillars around the inner ring. Below her was nothing but the pink cloud canopy, meaning there was a massive drop to the ground below awaiting anypony unfortunate. The seats in the stands were empty, though this soon changed as more black-and-green clad pegasi bearing weapons emerged like angry bees.

“What the Tartarus’ is going on out here?!” An angry shout echoed throughout the arena. A familiar voice. Following the gaze of most in attendance, Zap looked to the largest open box high up in the stands.

“Oh no…” She muttered, knowing this wouldn’t end well.

There, standing naked save a familiar set of goggles dangling around her neck, was Spectrum Blast. Unlike the last time she saw her pegasus mother nearly a dozen days ago, this time there was ample light for the orange flier to take in all the details. She stood nearly seven feet tall, with roc-like talons for feet and large black-tipped wings for arms. Her normal wings were still present, matching her arms, while she also bore defined abs and D-cup breasts sporting her steely-blue coat. The last two were mostly obscured, though, by her enormous cock. It looked smaller the last time they crossed paths, as this time her mare-wrecker was easily wider than the thickest of thighs. Her balls were comparable to soccer balls in size, while a glowing pink emblem shone above her rainbow lightning bolt cutie mark.

“Mom…” Zap muttered, taking in the sight of the pony before her. While Applejack’s corrupted alter ego hadn’t bothered her, that was because Zap and her siblings had grown up with that. They were used to it. This… This form for her other parent felt wrong, now knowing this wasn’t her original form.

“…Zap?” Spectrum responded in a surprised tone, brushing her dirty rainbow mane out of the way as two pairs of maroon eyes locked onto each other.

“Ma’am!” Shouted one of the pegasi; a light teal mare with golden mane and tail, pointing her blade down at the pair of ponies. “These two were discovered below the city, and the dark one’s been tearing us apart.”

“Well duh.” Spectrum replied disrespectfully. “She’s an alicorn. I’m the only pony in this town that has a chance of beating her.”

“…Dark one…?” Zap asked herself quietly, before turning around and gasping at the sight.

Flurry truly looked monstrous now. Her once white coat had turned a steely shade of grey, while her mane billowed around her on unseen winds. Worse, her magic was no longer glowing red, but an unsettling black. But the part that scared Zap the most was her eyes. They glowed a vibrant light green, with purplish whisps of mystical energy flowing from them like magical tears evaporating. Slowly, panting like the monsters they had been facing up until now, Flurry looked up at Spectrum Blast. Though she would be the first to admit she wasn’t the smartest pony in the shed, even she saw this and instantly put two and two together.

“Flurry, NO!”

Her plea came too late. Flurry unleashed a powerful blast of dark magic from her horn, slamming Spectrum through the back wall of her private box and outside the colosseum. An ominous rumbling emerged from the alicorn’s throat before turning into malicious laughter, as she shot through the hole after the corrupted pegasus. Zap, not caring for the concerns of the soldiers around her, shot through the hole after Flurry.

“Flurry, stop! Please, stop this!”

Flurry did no such thing. In the skies of Cloudsdale, with everyone stopping to watch the duel, she seemingly toyed with the dark pegasus. Spectrum raced around, dodging magical blasts and closing in to tear the alicorn apart with her talons. But the princess wasn’t there, teleporting behind her and sending her careening into a cloud house below with one blow from a magical hammer construct. Spectrum picks herself up and just rolls to the side, avoiding Flurry bringing said construct down with enough force to obliterate the house. She tried taking flight again, but a black aura tugged on her tail and flung her into another house with a thunderous crash.

“Ahahaha! How does it feel?!” Flurry roared; her voice slightly distorted by her power as she soared towards the weakened governess. “How does it feel to be the weak one for once?! To be broken like a basic bitch?! To lose everything that made you strong?! Huh? Answer me!”

Flurry clenched her fist and created another construct mirroring it to a far larger scale. Spectrum saw this and just rolled out of the way of the impact, crouching on her avian feet, and launching at the alicorn. Using magic given thanks to her corruption, the pegasus’ black fore feathers hardened to steel as she swung her wing like a serrated saw. Flurry stopped the attack by engulfing Spectrum’s whole body in that black aura, before spinning her around and slamming her into the floor before following up with a magic-strengthened punch to the gut. Spectrum coughed up blood, but wasn’t allowed to rest as Flurry gripped her skull. Creating a solid magical surface beneath the pegasus, the darkened alicorn then slammed her foes’ head into it, and again, and again.

Each hit echoed throughout not just the ruins of the cloud house they were in, but also the city. Such echoes were a hammer blow to Zap’s heart as she flew towards the duelling pair. She had to stop and gasp as Spectrum rocketed out one of the walls and crashing into another against her will, a dark shadow instantly following her through the hole. Zap chased after, pushing her already exhausted body past its limits to try and stop this. The sight she saw upon landing stole her breath yet again. Spectrum was on the floor, a dark magical hand gripping her throat holding her down. Standing above her was Flurry in all her dark majesty, one hand extended to maintain the magic throttling the pegasus, while the other reached up and summoned more magic into the form of oversized claws.

“Now you’ll know how it feel to lose.” Flurry said with a grim finality. With murderous intent, she pulled back and thrust her magically-clawed hand at Spectrum’s skull.

“STOP!”

Flurry finally complied, her claws millimetres from Zaps’ face. The orange pegasus had risked everything to now stand with arms and wings outstretched between her mother and the mare she loved. Her heart beat like the thunderous sound of a stampede. Her eyes were full of tears her Apple mother would never have shed openly. Her heart was breaking at the sight before her. But if there was anypony in Equestria that could stop Flurry in this state, Zap figured it was her. She just had to prove it right now.

“Please…” She begged, her voice already threatening to turn every word into a sob. “Stop, Flurry. Please… Just stop.”

“Zap…” Flurry growled in response, her claw hand wavering as it remained in place before the fliers’ snout. “Move.”

“Ah can’t do that, Flurry.”

“She… She needs to pay.” The dark pony seemed to struggle to get her words out, almost as if she was feeling as torn up inside as Zap was. “The enemy needs to pay! They need to know this pain! This hurt! They need to know how it feels to lose someone!” She pulled the claw away, dismissing it as she roared the last sentence right in the other pony’s face. Though Zap winced from the volume, ducking her ears at the sound, she stood her ground and stared back at the alicorn with tear-filled eyes.

“If you do this, th’ only pony you’ll be hurtin’ is me.” Though sorrow tainted her tone, Zap remained resolute. This seemed to finally create a chink in Flurry’s rage, and she pushed this as carefully as she dared, taking a step towards the enraged mare. Flurry mirrored her movements by stepping back, but Zap wouldn’t relent. “If you do this, not only will Ah lose mah mom… but…” She sniffled, rubbing her eyes and nose before fixing those maroon eyes back on Flurry. “But you won’t be the mare Ah love anymore.” The blow those words had was visible, almost as if Flurry had been struck physically. She fell to her knees, wide eyed, as the darkness seemed to start fading away; her coat faded back to white, the glow of her eyes disappeared, and her angry stance melted into one of exhaustion. Looking back up, seeing those eyes flickering between red and blue, Zap dealt the final blow.

“Flurry… Ah love you. Please… Please come back t’ me.”

With those words, the last of Flurry Hearts’ rage melted away. Her eyes finally faded back to their natural blue. But in those eyes, Zap saw a devastated mare. Flurry looked at the torn look on the face of her special somepony. She looked past her to see the injured form of one of her parents behind her, and the destroyed house they were in. Finally, she looked down at her own hands, seeing said mothers’ blood staining them. Her breathing grew heavy again, but this time from panic and guilt. Looking back up, she saw Zap knew it too.

“Z-Zap… I…” Flurry tried to stand up, to reach for Zap, but her knee wobbled and gave way. Zap was down with her in seconds, holding her tightly with both arms and wings; one hand gently pressed against the back of the alicorn’s lavender and blue locks.

“It’s okay, Flurry,” she soothed, rubbing the distraught pony’s back beneath her shirt. “It’ll be okay.”

“B-But I…” Flurry blubbered, barely keeping the dam walls intact as her arms and wings twitched like she wasn’t sure what to do with them. “But I fell. I-I promised myself I wouldn’t break with you by my side and yet… and yet…” Her throat choked up, tears welling up in her eyes. But Zap pulled back, holding her shoulders looking her in the eye with her own tearful gaze.

“An’ remember what Ah promised? Ah said Ah’ll always be by your side, an’ Ah meant it. An’ if ya ever fall again, Ah’ll be there t’ pick ya back up… Ah know you’d do the same fer me.” The dams walls finally burst, as Flurry began to openly weep. She fell forward and clung to Zap, sobbing heavily into her shoulder. Zap, tears rolling down her cheeks as well, returned the embrace and stroked Flurry’s mane, letting her vent all her emotions.

“All of you… Stop right there.”

A haggard voice called out behind them, making both mares jump. Looking up, Zap saw Spectrum Blast had forced herself to stand, looking past the emotional pair of ponies. Following her gaze, her daughter only now noticed the remnants of Cloudsdale’s defenders had encircled the ruins cloud house, their eyes firmly set upon the ones responsible for such devastation.

“But Ma’am,” the arrogant mare from the colosseum protested, again pointing at the embraced mares. “We can’t let them get away with this.”

“Lightning Dust, you and everyone else will stay put, and that’s an order!” Spectrum bellowed, though she needed to catch her breath afterwards; a clear sign she’d taken a hammering in her battle with Flurry. “I’m smart enough to know when to pick my fights… and this isn’t a fight we’d win. Besides…” She paused, locking eyes with Zap. “…I won’t fight my daughter. Not when she just saved my life. So Zap… what do you want?” Zap slowly stood to face her mother, yet made sure to keep a hand holding holding one of Flurrys.’

“Ah want a meetin’ wit cha. Jus’ th’ three o’ us.” The orange mare tilted her head, making it clear Flurry’s participation was non-negotiable.

“That’s a fat load of shit, and you know it Ma’am.” The mare, Lightning Dust, protested obnoxiously. “If you won’t bring your kid in line, I’m more than willing to-” Zap was ready to turn and threaten the uppity pegasus with Flurry’s sword, but she was beaten to the punch. Despite her wounds, Spectrum Blast shot past her child and pinned her subordinate to the fluffy ground with a claw. Her expression was as dark and steely as her coat colour, and the head of her shaft dangled ominously over the pegasus’ head.

“Lightning Dust, if you or anyone else disobeys me and lays one hand upon these two, you’ll end up as my dick’s next meal. Understood!?” She shot a glare not just at the pegasus underfoot, but the monsters surrounding the scene. Each one of them wilted under her gaze, and when that glare was redirected back to Lightning Dust, she too relented. Satisfied, the harpy mare stepped off and staggered for a second before catching herself.

“Look. It’s late, I’m hurt, and we’re all tired as fuck. Sooooo… this is what’s happening.” She then turned back to Zap and Flurry, the pair still holding hands as the tear-stricken princess now stood beside her marefriend. “You two will get your private meeting. First thing in the morning. You’ll be put under house arrest in one of the colosseum’s guest rooms. Stay in that room and you’ll be safe, but…” the corrupted governess’ look turned deadly as she continued. “Set one foot outside that room, and my soldiers get to play with the princess, while I give you,” she pointed a wing at Zap, “a proper parental talking to. Understand?” The pair of ponies, too physically and emotionally exhausted to speak, simply nodded in acceptance of the terms.

“Vapor Trail!” Spectrum bellowed, wincing a little after doing so. Within a minute, a pegasus mare fluttered down to the dark harpy’s side. She looked sane and uncorrupted; fit physique, lime-white coat with wavy lime green and yellow mane. She wore an outfit like what Rarity had initially dressed Zap in back in Manehatten; a flight suit that only covered the arms, legs, and shoulders. This suit, however, was in the black and green of Spectrum’s pony forces, and had a metal collar clasped around her neck.

“Y-Yes Ma’am?” She asked nervously before Spectrum pointed a wing at Zap and Flurry.

“These two will be staying with us as guests for the night. Show them to their room.”

“Yes Ma’am.” Vapor answered with a deep bow before timidly walking over to the pair. “Um, if you’ll follow me, please?”

Flurry and Zap exchanged a look before nodded and following her hand in hand. The monsters and pegasi, especially Lightning Dust, glared at them with varying degrees of resentment and suspicion as they passed. Looking back, Zap saw Spectrum watching them fly towards the colosseum before turning back to bellow orders at her soldiers. A squeezing of her hand brought the orange mares’ gaze back to Flurry, who merely leaned her in towards her. Zap sighed tiredly and reciprocated. Though deep in enemy territory, she trusted her mother wouldn’t break her word. Right now, though, she and Flurry needed sleep. Badly.

It had been a very long day.

Author's Note

Flurry Heart Stats:
Purity: 3/3
Will: +3
Strength: +5*
Defence: +4*
Speed: +5*
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 (E cup): Disadvantage on Speed Checks
Lactation (1/3)

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
Teleportation Crystals x2
Rations x4
Corruptions:
None

Spike:
Purity: 2/3
Will: +1*
Strength: +6*
Defence: +4*
Speed: +1*
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 x4
Teleportation Crystals x3
Rations x4
Corruptions:
Expanded Cock & Balls (3/8): -2 to Speed and Will Checks

Button Mash:
Purity: 1/2
Will: -1*
Strength: +3*
Defence: +3*
Speed: +0*
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:
Expanded Cock & Balls (3/8): -2 on Speed and Will Checks

Sugar Silhouette:
Purity: 1/2
Will: +4
Strength: +3*
Defence: +2*
Speed: +2*
Magic: +1
Items:
Halberd: +1 to Strength and Defence Checks
Rations x3
Reformation Gems x3
Corruptions:
Expanded Ass (3/3): -1 on Speed Checks. Will lose 1 Purity Point from Ass-related orgasms

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

Well... That could've gone better.
On the plus side, Flurry and Zap made it to Cloudsdale quickly. Sadly it's now cost Spike, Button and Sugar. And though they aren't out of the story just yet, I doubt they'll be able to affect any significant change in Canterlot as prisoners.
I wasn't originally planning to have any scenes with Flurry potentially going dark alicorn on us, but given how often it seems she struggles with the corruptions, to finally be free of them and then lose three party members at once (one of them someone she considers an uncle)...? Yeah, that had to hurt. Thankfully Zap was there to talk her down, otherwise she might've actually killed Spectrum instead of reforming her.

Onto the votes and, I'll admit, I probably included the talk with the Spirit of the Tree at the end of the last chapter, to give you all the clarity of why you should vote for any of the flesh trees. I was just in the mood that I wanted the chapter to be done, as it had taken forever to finish. Naturally, this meant the vast majority went for Cloudsdale, but there's still time to swing by those flesh trees of Cozy's... hopefully.
As for warning the Crystal Empire, the logical choice of warning them by letter won out, though that sadly means, when the battle finally happens, we won't see Spike or Button defending the city. We also finally got Flurry down to a reasonable bust size! Now keeping it that way? That's the real challenge.

Action:
Rest by the Tree of Harmony: 4
Be teleported to Cloudsdale: 9
Go after one of the Flesh Trees (Select a destination:)
- Hollow Shades: 0
- Dodge Junction: 0
- Las Pegasus: 3
- Somnambula: 0
- Neighagra Falls: 2
Character:
Send a party member to help defend the Crystal Empire (select one)
Flurry: 1
Zap: 0
Spike: 3
Button: 5
Sugar: 0
Warn them via letter: 9
Gems:
Yes (select who and how many): 14
FH: 0:1, 1:1, 2:8, 3:1, 4+:3
ZA: 0:12, 1:0, 2:0, 3:0, 4+:0
S: 0:11, 1:0, 2:0, 3:0, 4+:1
BM: 0:12, 1:0, 2:0, 3:0, 4+:0
SS: 0:12, 1:0, 2:0, 3:0, 4+:0
No: 4

Moving onto the new votes, and it's an intriguing situation we've got here. Will be interesting to see what course of action is taken in Cloudsdale.

Action:
Stay the night and meet with Spectrum Blast in the morning
Sneak in and reform her by force
Sneak out and escape Cloudsdale
Character (select up to three):
Pumpkin Cake
Pound Cake
Flash Sentry
Sparkler
Cortland Apple
Not Right Now

As always, I hope you enjoyed the chapter, and happy voting!