Living the Dream

by Windclear Aria

Rating: mature
Tags: Porn, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Sex, Non-consensual, Dark, Original Character
Length: 5968

A magical dreaming potion, an unrequited crush, and no impulse control - what could possibly go wrong?

Logical Leap is an alchemist by trade and passion, spending her time brewing up new and exciting potions. Her recent obsession has been perfecting a potion that allows a pony to see somepony else's dreams.

Using her old obsession as a test subject may not have been the best choice. Now there's a cute mare who's magically asleep on Leap's couch, and the side-effect of an old potion is stirring between Leap's legs, and she's having all sorts of terrible, wonderful ideas about her long unrequited crush.

A commissioned story for Exuno of her OC Logical Leap.

Story contains: Somnophilia. Futanari on female. Magical brain-washing. Ear-fucking. Face-fucking. Cum feeding. Addictive Cum. Logical Leap being a creep. Rough sex. Vaginal. Forced cheating.

Published 2021-08-21 14:20:01 UTC
Last updated 2021-08-21 14:20:01 UTC

Chapter 1

Logical Leap paced, and worried.

Her apartment was empty, the air thick with an acrid smell that made her nostrils twitch. It bit at her noise and clung to her coat and clothes despite the open windows which let the fresh spring air come rushing through the small space. Her neighbors had complained about the smells that came from her apartment more than once, but as long as she kept the place fresh when the landlord brought potential tenants by, they didn’t care enough to do anything.

Her hooves clicked on the cheap linoleum as her endless pacing brought her back in front of the array of tubes and glassware that had fully taken over her kitchen counter and spilled out onto her table. Burners and beakers and all sorts of alchemical brick-a-brack gleamed under the lights, some still full of liquid, a few potions on a long boil that had them simmering quietly, colored steam rising up to roll along the cheap, popcorn ceiling, only a few wisps getting sucked up by the roaring vent above the stove.

Leap was an alchemist by trade and hobby, even if she was a slightly haphazard and self-taught one. She did a fairly brisk business of the more boring and routine potions. Cloud walking for the business mares who wanted to visit Cloudsdale to close a deal, bottled strength for stallions who wanted to show off, sleep aids for anxious college ponies, ‘luck’ potions which either did nothing or did everything, depending on the batch, and various other slightly less than legal elixirs. Her real passion, though, was in discovering new formulas - in creation and experimentation! Who wanted to create something over and over when you could find something new and exciting! Which was why her ceiling was scorched and part of the linoleum had melted into a glossy, smooth patch and there was that purplish stain on the wall that glowed and, just occasionally, a voice spoke backward in ancient Neighpon from the drain - but that was just the cost of progress.

Her current brew experiment was a dream-walking brew. It had seemed like an interesting idea, to give ponies a taste of what the Princess of the Night saw every evening as she walked her unreal path through the minds of her subjects, to allow anyone to be able to see into someone else’s dream! It was so cool, the power of a princess right at the tip of your hoof! Anypony at all could see what it was like to have even a fraction of the power of an alicorn! Unfortunately, at the moment the best she was managing was a potion that put you to sleep and broadcast your dreams to everyone around you. It was a long, slow process to get it right, and it was hard to tell if everything was going according to plan when the potion put you to sleep and you lived on your own. Which was why she’d invited her friend over - and it was the ONLY reason. Aria helped her test things all the time, the bubbly mare was only all too happy to lend a hoof, and there was no other reason in the world that Leap would be inviting her friend over.

The young alchemist’s eyes glazed slightly as she thought of her friend, her hoofsteps slowing as her thoughts drifted. Amethyst Aria was, in her opinion, the single cutest mare she’d ever lay eyes on. Big, amethyst eyes that peered out from under a rough-cut fringe of purple and pink hair. A fluffy, bouncy ponytail that swayed with every step she took, and just the cutest little muzzle that got all scrunched up as she tried to think, tongue often peeking out as she focused. Her pale blue coat was so soft Leap longed to just run her hooves over it for hours. And her flanks! Fuck, Leap couldn’t help but think about those flanks, full and round and soft with just the perfect amount of extra fat. As bubbly and bouncy as the rest of the mare and stamped with a cute, gemmed note.

There may have been a touch of obsession if Leap was honest. Which was pathetic and gross, she knew, because Aria was her friend and not just some piece of meat in a magazine to drool over. And she should just suck it up and talk to her crush instead of mooning over her like they were back in high school. But Aria had never even so much as looked at Leap, who knew she was frumpy and nerdy and boring. Her coat was an ugly yellow, and her hair was such a boring blue, and she had flat flanks, and her glasses were too thick and…

There were a lot of reasons Aria wouldn’t look at her, Leap concluded gloomily. But the biggest problem was that Aria wasn’t into mares, she liked stallions and she liked them a lot. Rather too much, really, because the bubbly unicorn always had some new story about a stallion she’d ‘bumped’ into. None of them were ever anywhere near her level, but that never seemed to stop Aria from jumping their dicks the first chance she got. Hell, Leap was convinced that, given the ratio of mares to stallions, her friend had to be getting close to running out of new stallions.

The thought of her best friend gurgling, eyes rolled up in her head as she was pushed down a fat, charcoal cock flashed through Leap’s mind, making the young mare whimper. An ex-coltfriend of Aria’s had been ‘nice’ enough to send Leap the video, and the alchemist hated how many times she’d played it. Watching over and over as Aria’s throat had bulged and tears had run down her cheeks as she’d tried to tap out. He'd ignored her silent protests, and had simply continued to fuck her face like her throat was a pocketpussy.

He wasn’t even that big, Leap had wanted to scream. Aria was ignoring her a perfectly nice and fun and smart mare, in favor of… of some stupid jerk of a stallion who had a tiny little dick he had to jam to the base just for her to feel it. It wasn’t fair! But Aria was going to help her test her new potion and, maybe, Leap could prod her dreams a little bit - see what Aria truly thought about her. About… about possibly dating her. The alchemist couldn’t help but glance over at the bottle she’d prepared special, the one holding the dream potion with a few drops of truth potion mixed into it. Both spells latent and ready, just waiting for Aria.

Who was late, of course. She was always late, there was barely a thought in that pretty little head, and time was just so hard to keep track of, you know? Leap ground her teeth together, trying to ignore the ache between her legs as she started pacing once more. Aria needed to hurry up because it was getting harder and harder to control herself. Leap’s self-control had been crumbling over the past few weeks, failing over and over, each failure only making the mare feel worse about herself, which only undermined her self-control and… well, it was a vicious cycle that was now directly responsible for the aching, throbbing pain between her legs. The nerdy little alchemist clenched her teeth as she came to a halt again, glancing at the clock and then at a gently glowing potion that she’d tucked behind a few books in a vain attempt to keep it out of sight and out of mind. Already, she knew how this was going to go, how it would always go. Her self-control just wasn’t up to the task, she’d always been a bit impulsive, and this just felt too good to stop.

“Just…. Just once more,” she mumbled to herself, her horn lighting up to tug at her skirt and sweater, dragging them both out of the way so she could look at herself. There was nothing but disgust and self-loathing in her brain as she stared at the pillar that sprouted from between her rear legs. She hadn’t always had it, it was a new addition thanks to a potion she’d been playing around with. Stallions always wanted to be bigger, right? And it had seemed easy enough to make a potion that would let them be as big as they wanted to be - a nice and easy payday for Leap while she focused on far more interesting projects. Something to keep the landlord happy and her bills paid while she puttered around and tried to do something really interesting.

And it had worked! If anything, it had worked a little too well, as the potion proved to be effective on mares as well as stallions.

So now the cock that swung half-hard between her rear legs was simply grotesque. It was bigger than any stallion Leap had seen (in certain videos she’d seen on the Equestranet - she’d never actually seen one in real life before now) and painful when it was at full mast. The huge flare rubbed against her chest when it rose to full hardness, and her balls hung low and full. Painfully full. Achingly, thought-breakingly full. So fucking full that Leap had needed three tries to make this patch of dream potion, she kept getting distracted and her thoughts drifting to Ari getting her face stuffed, and then the potion would bubble over or explode and she’d have to start from scratch. Nothing she did seemed to keep it down for long, no matter how many pints of thick, glowing cum she poured out of her magically grown cock, her balls seemed up to the task of producing more, filling back up to aching in what felt like mere hours.

And yet, despite being hung like two porn stars, and already full of hatred for how obsessed she was, Leap kept making herself bigger. It had started the day after she’d grown it, just curiosity over what another dose would do - and it had simply added another fat, veiny inch to her length. She’d gone two whole days without another dose, simply observing and waiting to see if the potion was flawed and the spell would break down even without the reverse draught. But it had remained, throbbingly hard as she woke up each morning, her blankets stained with gently glowing blue gunk. She should have left it, but… Aria liked big cocks. The mare had shared how bigger was almost always better, confiding in her friend with a giggle while Leap tried not to die inside, her heart aching as her friend chattered on about how good it felt to get stretched and how Leap just haaaaad to try it.

Well, with this potion, Leap could give her that stretch. The biggest and best stretch the little slut had ever experienced. There was a flare of blue magic and Leap snagged the potion with her telekinesis, bringing it over to herself and yanking the cork out. Her mouth was watering as she put the bottle to her lips, her cock throbbing eagerly, already achingly hard just with anticipation. The smallest sip, just a tiny taste, was enough to make Leap shudder, her magic wavering and the bottle dipping as she almost lost her magical grip. But that tiny little bit, just those few drops, was more than enough. Her mouth was full of the taste of blueberries, and she felt the burning, electric buzz of magic as it worked its way through her system. Her trembling aura set the bottle down, and then the unicorn collapsed to her knees, rolling over onto her side and desperately kicking off her skirt as she stared hungrily at her shaft.

The flare was already as broad as her hoof and she could see it visibly throbbing. She watched the hypnotic motions for several moments before realizing that it was already growing, each throb adding a bare millimeter to her diameter. Slowly but surely, it expanded, broadening outward as the unicorn shuddered and groaned. Her eyelids fluttered and tears pricked the corners of her eyes as the electric tingle of magic wrapped itself around her balls. They ached for a moment, ached like someone had kicked them. A crushing, squeezing pressure that made Leap sob and kick her hooves. She could see the twisting veins of magic power crawling across the fat orbs in their wrinkled, musky sack. Could feel herself growing and growing even as her cock climbed another inch closer to her face. It hurt, but that didn’t stop her cock from slinging a thick rope of murky, softly glowing cum up to slap against her face, making the unicorn whine as the smell tickled her nose.

Leap was a lesbian and had always been into mares, cute mares like Aria was. Dicks had always disgusted her, just the sight of them making her cringe, and somehow the smell managed to be worse, acrid and cloying and sticky - it seemed to cling to her for hours, trailing her in a cloud. And now she had the most disgusting dick of all bolted between her legs, her cute little pussy vanished in favor of this ugly, ungainly thing. All she had to do was just take the reverse draught, and she could be back to normal and no longer swinging enough pipe to make an entire squad of guardstallions feel inadequate. It was easy, she just had to have the tiniest bit of self-control and she could go back to normal - who could possibly have trouble with something that easy?

The tears that slowly ran down Leap’s cheeks weren’t entirely due to the pain that was, even now, slowly easing. With a shuddering gasp, the young alchemist watched her cock give a violent jerk, adding another half-inch to her length before it went still, drooling a thick flow of sludgy, glowing blue pre out onto the floor. There was still a dull ache in her balls as she got back to shaky hooves, but that wouldn’t go away until she’d worked a load out and emptied her newly swollen cumfactories. At first, she’d saved it all, arcane-infused seed could have its valuable alchemic uses. But by now it was almost a compulsion, the unicorn catching and bottling every load she pumped out of her aching, drooling shaft. She had an entire bookcase that was filled with gently glowing bottles, and she didn’t know what to do with it anymore. And she was adding to it every day, the collection becoming bigger and bigger as she did her best to ignore it and hope it would either go away or solve itself. The only time she didn’t bottle it was when she woke up early and found herself half-asleep in the shower, jerking off without even realizing it as the water streamed past.

She’d plugged her shower drain twice already from the sheer, sticky volume she could produce. Filling the tub up to the top of her hooves, soaking her fur as her cock spurted and drooled in thick wads that piled up and refused to be washed away by the water, clinging stubbornly to the metal drain until the water built up, made murky by untold trillions of magically created swimmers. The smell was enough to make her wretch, made worse by the humid heat and swirling steam of the water, thickening into a cloud bank of stallion smell that made the ardent lesbian’s head spin as she unwillingly drank it in, huffing her own scent like it was an addictive drug.

And maybe it was addictive, maybe she’d done something wrong with the potion, or added a component and not realized what effect it might have. It was a nice thought for the young mare to cling to because it meant this wasn’t her fault, it meant her obsession with growing that ugly, demanding cock even bigger wasn’t because she was too weak to control herself, it just meant the magic was too strong for her. And that…. That was comforting…

Leap sniffed, her tongue poking up to lap at the thick muck that clung to her face, slurping it up without even thinking about it and grimacing at the heavy, cloying flavor of salt as it grated against her tastebuds. Grabbing a rag in her magic, she tried to wipe her face clean, scrubbing away tears and pre as she awkwardly tried to climb back into her skirt. She had to hold herself together, Aria would be arriving any minute now, and it wouldn’t do for her to see Leap as the absolute disaster that she was.

There was a knock, and Leap almost knocked over the couch as she scrambled to her hooves, face flushed with the embarrassment of being caught as she stumbled to the door. Her horn sparkling as she tugged desperately at her clothes, trying to hide herself, though her cock refused to deflate or retract or do anything other than leak thick, clumpy wads of bluish cement onto her skirt. It was a good thing the nerdy mare normally wore baggy clothes, because otherwise there would have been no hiding the monster that drummed demandingly against her barrel as she yanked open the door, smiling just a bit manically.

“Aria!” she exclaimed, her voice tight and high. “What a surprise!”

Aria blinked in confusion, her eyebrows furrowing slightly as she tilted her head. “You invited me… Was that not today?”

“No, it was!” Magic yanked the door further open and Leap shuffled aside, motioning for her friend to come in. “I just got carried away with work is all.”

Aria stepped into her friend’s home, and her nostrils twitched, sniffing the air as she and Leap made small talk. There was something familiar hanging heavy in the apartment, a smell that Aria knew and was infatuated with, even if only her subconscious had noticed it. Her nostrils twitched again, dragging in a lungful of musk-tainted air, a tingle running along her spine as her body started to react. Warmth slowly crept through the blue-coated unicorn as she talked, a flush that started from between her plush cheeks and spread outward through her body. It filled her with a nervous energy that had her heart pounding in her chest and her face shaded red with blush as she turned this way and that as if she could sniff out the source.

“Is everything okay?” Leap asked nervously as the two ponies took a seat in the living room, Aria settling back onto the couch even as she kept looking around the apartment. Leap sat next to her, maybe a little too close, but that was fine. Friends sat next to each other, there wasn’t anything weird about that.

“Yeah, I just… are you wearing a new perfume? It’s… It’s kinda nice...” Aria said, her voice a little distracted as she sniffed the air again, her brain tingling as pheromones rushed in through her sinuses, stoking the fire of need to further life. Her poor little pony pussy was already aching, dripping, and clenching as she eagerly drank in the stench of a stallion, that deliciously thick and acrid smell that made her chew so cutely on her bottom lip.

“SoanywaythenewpotionIwantedtotry,” Leap said, practically exploding off the couch and hurrying away. Her cock was painfully hard, aching as it drooled a thick, steady stream of pre into the thick fabric of her sweater, coating her chest and stomach in clinging heat. Just the sight of Aria leaning in close, eyes lidded and nose twitching as she tried to find the source of that hypnotic stallion smell was…. Well, it was enough to make her cock lurch painfully and to drag a whimper from Leap’s lips. She could suddenly understand all the stallions who had fucked Aria in an alleyway or a club or the university library - if she'd seen that look on her friend's face direct at her, then not even being in public would have been able to stop Leap from mounting her at that exact moment.

Shuddering and trying to focus on anything else, Leap's magic plucked the current incarnation of the dream potion off her work table and floated it over to Aria, the fluid inside a dark blue that seemed to shine with thousands of twinkling, arcane stars.

“So, I already filled you in on the basics,” Leap said as Aria took the vial in her own magic. “But at the moment I can’t go any further without testing - I need to see exactly what it does, so I can know what changes I need to make. But since forcing the user to sleep is a key component of the potion, I can’t exactly study the effects on myself.”

“So you need a test subject.” Aria nodded. “Are you going to be able to observe the results, or will I need to provide a writeup afterward? It’s been a hot minute since I took alchemy in college, my notes might not be the most… precise.”

“Oh, no! I’ll be observing and taking notes, don’t worry! Not that I think you wouldn’t give me great notes, but-”

Aria laughed as her friend started sputtering an apology for an insult that she hadn’t meant and Aria hadn’t heard. After a moment, Leap joined in awkwardly, the tension slowly easing out of her. Her friend was so good at making her feel good about herself, Aria never made her feel awkward or stupid like other ponies did.

“Well let’s get started. I don’t want to spend the whole day asleep.”

Nodding agreement, Leap fussed around and made sure Aria was comfortable on the couch, with pillows and such ready to break her fall if she somehow managed to slip off.

“Oh, that tastes really good!” Aria said brightly after taking a swig. She lifted the vial and swirling it around, watching the thick liquid cling languidly to the glass. “Is that a hint of blueberry? Really helps hide the-"

And then she fell forward, words cutting off mid-sentence as she fell flat on her face, cute little cheek squished against the couch cushion as her front legs simply gave out and she fell forward, ass still stuck up in the air as a cute little snore slipped from her lips.

“Aria?” Leap asked, stepping forward, her heart starting to beat faster in her chest. “Aria, are you asleep?”

No answer, just another little snore that made Leap bite her lip, trying to stay calm. Lighting her horn, she tugged at an eyelid and peered into her friend’s eye. Dead asleep. With a shiver, Leap released her friend and tried not to pace, excitement making her almost prance as she waited for the potion to take effect. It usually took a few minutes for the full enchantment to take hold and the subject to slip into a deep enough sleep to begin dreaming. A few minutes of just… waiting around. With nothing to do but stare at her friend…

Her adorable, helpless, and magically sleeping friend who literally couldn’t wake up for at least an hour…

Leap bit her lip as her cock throbbed at the idea that flashed through her mind. It was a disgusting and perverse impulse, one that she never would have even considered if it wasn’t for the behemoth swinging beneath her barrel. The fat slab of desperate breeding meat was filling her mind with unconscionable thoughts and fantasies, pushing her to take action and relieve the building tension and need that had become unbearable over the last few days. Normally, Leap wouldn’t have even considered the idea - or, at least, that’s what she told herself. Like her lack of self-control with continuing to take the potion, she told herself it wasn’t her fault as she lit her horn and gently tugged at Aria’s tail.

The soft, silky hair pulled away to reveal her friend’s juicy slit, plump lips dewed with arousal, so wet and needy they were practically leaving a puddle on the couch. Reaching out with a shaking hoof, Leap slowly tugged one lip aside, revealing the warm purple folds that lurked beyond. A soft groan slipped from her lips, how often had Leap daydreamed about her friend? How often had she fantasized about pressing her muzzle into those soft, welcoming folds? Letting her tongue slip inside as her friend sang for her, all moans and cries and pleas for more. How many damn nights had she spent alone in her bed, hoofing off as Aria was out with her boyfriend, Iron Pick, or even some random guy she'd just met?

It wasn't fair!

Leap’s hoof pressed down, no longer teasing those lips but grinding against them. Working her friend's puffy mound with the same force she used in herself every night, pressing and twisting her hoof, trying to catch the little nerves and spots that always made her gasp out. Her hoof was soaked in seconds, drenched with her friend's arousal, and Leap felt herself shudder. She couldn't stop herself from sitting back on her haunches and stuffing her honey-soaked hoof into her mouth, groaning pathetically as she sucked her friend's sweet-tasting arousal.

Celestia, what was fucking wrong with her? This was pathetic and fucked up. How could she ever look Aria in the face after this? How could she consider herself a friend after assaulting a mare who trusted her? But she couldn't stop, not as her cock throbbed furiously, slapping against her barrel as her tongue danced along her hoof. Aria just tasted so damn good, the taste of her lingering on Leap’s tongue. She couldn't stop lapping it up, even as her cock surged and drooled eagerly, her breath coming in quick little gasps.

"Ariaaaaaaaa," Leap groaned, her eyes squeezed tightly shut as her cock drummed against her barrel, jerking in time with her frantic heartbeat. "It's not fair, why are you doing this to me?"

Her hoof reached down again, and the only reason she stopped was a sudden glimpse of movement. For a second, she thought Aria had woken up somehow, and her heart froze in her chest. But no, as she watched a bubble seemed to unfold from her friend’s horn, a rising and crackling sheet of magic that formed itself into images, right in front of Leap’s eyes.

The potion! She’d almost forgot the point of today wasn’t to drug her friend, it was to test her potion. Guiltily she swooped up her notebook in her magic and started scribbling notes as the scene coalesced in front of her. It wasn’t entirely clear, the magically created images were vague and blurry - possibly because that was how dreams were? Or was it that the ingredients just weren't quite right? She’d have to look into that, but for now, she watched as a pony took shape, a little blue filly that Leap instantly recognized. And then another shape, a second pony appearing and nuzzling against Aria. Leap’s heart thudded in her chest and she leaned forward as if getting closer would make the indistinct second pony a little clearer.

It didn’t work, but now both Aria and the other pony were walking down a street, talking happily as signs with nonsense writing slid past them. It wasn’t an exciting dream, and in the interest of experimentation Leap reached out with her magic, trying to manipulate the images. It was said Princess Luna could affect the dreams of her subjects, but for the moment Leap’s potion seemed to be far short of the goal, her magic unable to touch or change the images in any way, leaving her to just watch and take notes as the indistinct pony leaned in and pressed a kiss against Aria’s lips.

The dream changed again, in the way dreams did, with no transition or in-between. One moment Aria and the mystery pony were on the street, and the next they were on a bed, the kiss deepening as they two snuggled close, and Leap felt her breath hitch. Was… was that her? The two dream images were almost the same size, just like Leap and Aria were! Was Aria imagining kissing her? Was her best friend actually dreaming the same sort of dream that Leap had every night? The two of them, together and happy? The very idea made Leap smile, hope rising in her chest even as the dream pony seemed to become more real, details slowly fading in like a ship coming out of the fog.

Reaching down, Logical Leap let her hoof press against Aria’s puffy mound once more, rubbing gently along the length of it. After all, if that was her in the dream then this was what her friend wanted. It wasn’t wrong, it was just giving both mares what they’d always longed for! It was a fulfillment of their shared dream, and therefore wasn’t creepy or a violation at all! Leap’s smile got bigger as the second pony continued to come into slow focus, her hoof speeding up, gently teasing a slow circle around Aria’s clit. Was that a flash of yellow in their coat? Their mane was dark like hers, was it-? Could it be-?

It was her stupid boyfriend!

Leap whimpered, feeling like her heart was breaking as she watched the tiny dream Aria snuggled against a pony that had suddenly become Iron pick, the gawky stallion giggling happily as he wrapped his hooves around her, growling nonsense into her ears as she squealed and playfully struggled. The young alchemist dropped back onto her haunches, eyes dull behind her glasses as her notepad slipped from her grip, magic dissipating as she stared sadly at the scene. He was so old! Aria’s boyfriend was nearly five years older than she was, how was she happy with him? He was an old, gross, and scruffy stallion, why was she settling for him? It would have been one thing if he was actually handsome, she'd understand why Aria would want a handsome stallion. But if she was going to be with someone ugly, why couldn't she be with Leap?

"It's not fair!" Leap stomped down, cruelly pressing against Aria’s love button, grinding it beneath her hoof as the little mare cried out, one hoof kicking as the pain seeped into her dreams, her boyfriend getting rougher with her. But the potion kept her asleep, kept her from waking up and catching her friend.

Tears glistened in Leap’s eyes as she watched Aria’s boyfriend force her to the mattress and roll on top of her. an ugly grey and pink rod pressed against Aria’s lips, sliding up and down her eager mound as the mare gasped happily. Without even realizing it, Leap reached out with her magic and gathered up her friend's hair, wrapping the multi-hued locks around the twitching slab of her own cock. The locks of pink and dark purple were soft as silk, tickling her needy length as Leap slowly started to jerk off, using her friend's hair like a rag. Glowing blue pre oozed out, dripping heavily onto her friend's sleeping face.

"Why can't you love me?" She breathed, voice hitching as she slowly sped up. Magic dragged Aria’s hair faster and faster along her shaft, tickling the heavy veins and making Leaps hips buck against her shifting magical grip. "I'm bigger than he is. I'm nicer than he is. I’m smarter than he is."

Her magical grip sped up, blurring as Leap felt the tightening pleasure in her core. Even as tears smudged her vision she felt yet another shameful orgasm rushing toward her, balls churning and bubbling in preparation. They ached, pulsing with dull pain as the oversized spheres built up a truly titanic load.

"Why can't you go for a nice mare like me? Why do all the cute mares have to go for assholes like him? it's just not fair!"

Aria’s hair was a bright blur around Leap’s shaft, her grip yanking harshly at the silken locks, ripping strands from her friend's scalp and making the sleeping mare whimper in pain. But Leap was too caught up in her self-loathing pleasure to notice the effect she was having on her friend. All she cared about was the bubble of arcane energy playing above Aria’s head, showing her boyfriend rutting her into the mattress as Aria wailed happily, hooves curling as heavy balls slapped at her clit.

“That should be me!”

Leap felt her cock lurch, felt the tightly wound pleasure inside her chest snap, and her load came pouring out. Thick, gooey ropes of spunk poured out, bluish-white tar that glowed and pulsed with blue light as it washed out across Aria’s face like a tide. In an instant the sleeping mare’s face was covered in a half-inch thick layer of clinging, steaming cocksnot. It hit her face with wet slapping noises, and clung to her features, wobbling slightly as it refused to drip and run, too thick to simply roll off onto the couch. Still stroking herself, Leap walked the shots down her friend’s neck, as if intent on covering the other mare from nose to tail. Even her magically induced nuts didn’t have that much capacity, but she did her best, soaking that pale blue coat in not-quite-white jizz.

The whole room reeked of stallion now, and Aria’s dream showed her crying out as her boyfriend came in her, filling her little purple pussy up with cum and then pouring the rest all over her jiggly rump. The sight made Leap want to scream, her nostrils flaring at her own overpowering smell as she took deep breaths to try and stay calm. The acrid, almost chemical reek of cum burning her nose, even as it made her softening cock twitch and drool a last rope across her friend’s cutie mark. Still deeply asleep, Aria moaned softly, cum bubbles rising and falling at her nose, obviously affected by the powerfully masculine smell.

Logical Leap stared at the mess she'd made of her friend, at the thick sludge that glowed with arcane power, and felt dark thoughts bubbling in her brain. Anger and jealousy and the raging hormones of her new endowment rampaged through her brain, crushing everything that wasn’t ruthless and demanding lust. Leap was a shy girl, a quiet girl, a nice girl - but at the moment her thoughts were cruel and angry, and she couldn’t stop them. The thick cum that covered her friend was practically burning with latent power, and it would be so easy to work an enchantment into that potent mareseed. To lace it with the kind of magic that would make Aria crave it, would make her need it.

Would make her need Leap.

Ashamed, furious, hating herself, and with her cock already stiffening again, Leap turned away and trotted to her workbench. She could make another batch of the potion - a better batch. One that wasn’t just potent, but that was actually addictive. A batch that would sink magical hooks into Aria’s brain and make her love Leap. The young alchemist didn’t even bother trying to justify it, even to herself. It was wrong, and she knew it - but she was tired of finishing last, tired of being the nice pony that got ignored.

"You're going to love me,” Leap promised her sleeping friend as tears burned her eyes. She’d get everything cleaned up before Aria woke up, but she wanted to get started on the new potion right away - she wanted to be ready for the next ‘test’ of her dream potion.