Zecora sat in the comfort of her own hut, meditating peacefully in front of her bubbling cauldron. Her mind was calm and clear as she focused on the soft bubbling of her own brew.

The tranquil moment was cut short as she heard something crashing through her door, disrupting her and forcing her eyes open. What she saw was a massive and very well-endowed stallion. A few beads of sweat were dripping down his face as he tried and failed to hide his throbbing erection.

“Z-Zecora, right?” The stallion asked. “I heard that you were making potions to help with the...you know...Do you think you could make one for me?”

Zecora merely smiled at the sudden intrusion. Helping out ponies like Troubleshoes was what she was here for. “I can help, but I have to know,” she stood up, walking to her cauldron to prepare. “Why didn’t you just ask a few days ago?”

Troubleshoes grit his teeth. “Been trying to just stick it out myself this year, but I’m not afraid to swallow my pride and ask for help. D-Don’t tell me you ran out already…!”

Zecora looked at her supply, finding a few small fruits left from Daring’s expedition. “There’s just enough for one more brew. Just sit tight and I’ll make it for you.”

The stallion sighed in relief, his luck finally seeming to turn around for once. “Oh thank Celestia! I-I mean, thank you, Zecora.”

“If you could grab the things I need, I’ll have this potion at a faster speed,” she said, already putting a few ingredients into the mix.

“Uh, sure. Guess it’s the least I can do…”

“First, some powder is a must,” Zecora pointed up to one of the bottles hanging from the ceiling by rope. “The red one there will cure your lust.”

Troubleshoes reached up, grabbing the bottle with ease. “There ya go, anything else?”

“Next, the brown flask, the one that’s round. The top shelf over there is where it’s found.” Zecora instructed, pointing over to one of the walls in her hut.

Troubleshoes walked over to the shelves, his naturally tall stature made it easy to see what he was looking for. There was only one brown and round flask on the top shelf, all he needed to do was reach up and grab it.

Thonk!

“Owww!” The stallion winced in pain as the top of his head smacked the bottommost shelf, causing everything above to start rattling, teetering off the edges. He scrambled to quickly catch everything before they fell, sighing in relief.

As he started putting things back, he looked at his hooves, his pupils shrinking in fear. Of course he had to be holding two identical-looking flasks.

He looked between the two bottles, but there was no way he could remember which one came from which shelf. He was already so horny that focusing was difficult.

He hesitantly put the one in his right hoof back up on the middle shelf, giving the other to Zecora, who poured it in without a second thought.

The way Zecora didn’t seem to react, he must have made the right choice after all.

Zecora grabbed the last of the fruits, squeezing all of them into her cauldron, turning the brew from a bright pink to a deep, dark blue.

After a bit more stirring, Zecora poured it into a cup. “Drink up now, don’t delay, and those horny feelings should go away!”

Troubleshoes greedily drank from the cup as soon as it was offered, looking down at his cock to see the potion work its magic.

The seconds ticked by, and Troubleshoes had yet to go flaccid. “Uh...When’s it supposed to work?”

“It should have already gone into effect.” Zecora frowned. “Perhaps your size is why you’re still erect.”

Troubleshoes grunted in annoyance. He still wasn’t feeling any less aroused. If anything, he was feeling hornier than ever. He could feel his cock throbbing, begging him for attention as pre started to dribble down.

The stallion did a double-take, he was watching himself leak pre without any direct contact. “Z-Zecora? Is this normal?”

Zecora looked just as surprised and concerned as he was. She grabbed the flask that Troubleshoes gave her, pouring a drop on her hoof. “Ah…”

“W-What? What happened?”

The zebra turned to Troubleshoes with a wince. “I don’t think you’ll like the answer. You’ve turned the inhibitor into an enhancer!”

“You mean I just made myself even hornier!?” Troubleshoes could feel his heart drop in his chest. “Th-Then hurry up and fix it already!”

“I’m fresh out of my ingredient, I cannot cure your predicament.”

“Then what the hell am I supposed to do?” The stallion sat still, afraid that any sort of movement would set him off. His mind began to get clouded by more impulsively horny thoughts, just looking at Zecora made him run through several different positions of him railing her.

“I suggest you run and isolate. The only surefire cure is to wait. If you can resist your own temptation, you’ll surely wear out the potion’s duration!” Zecora started making distance between herself and the leaking, throbbing stallion, just in case. “I’ll make it up to you when this is done. For now, save yourself! RUN!”

Troubleshoes grit his teeth, standing up with shaky breath. He started with small steps, putting one hoof in front of the other while trying to keep his mind as pure as he could. The moment he stepped hoof outside, he started sprinting, trying not to brush his throbbing, dripping erection on anything as he tried to find a place to wait out the massive storm.

“So, how you holding up, Sunset?” Rainbow Dash asked.

“Gnuf, mnnf nff hrnfy,” Sunset replied with her mouth stuffed.

“Geez, that’s a lot of crackers…” Pinkie noted, looking at the box she was carrying with her magic.

Sunset swallowed and cleared her mouth. “Sorry, just...trying to keep my mind off things until it’s finally time.”

“OUTTA MY WAY! OUTTA MY WAY!” Troubleshoes yelled as he ran through the middle of town, catching the attention of everypony he crossed paths with while leaving a trail of pre behind him.

“...Aaaand stuff like that’s not helping.”

Pomf!

“Huh, guess I was right,” Pinkie said, watching Troubleshoes sprint past.

“About what?” Sunset and Rainbow asked simultaneously.

Troubleshoes kept barreling through, trying to find some sort of sanctuary. “MOVE IT MOVE IT MOVE IT!”

“BUH.” Sandbar gasped, already instinctively turning around to follow the stallion.

“Nope, come on,” Gallus shook his head, standing in the pony’s way and forcibly pushing him in the opposite direction. “Not letting you lose now, buddy.”

“B-But he! I! There! BIG!” Sandbar stammered.

“I know. I saw it too. We’re moving on and pretending we didn’t, though.”

“But I could help him!” Sandbar kept trying to turn around, always being spun back the other way in an instant. “Let me help him, damnit!”

***

“Oh Fluttershyyyy…”

Flutteshy could hear two distinct, familiar voices on each side of her, singing seductively by calling out her name in her ears. Her entire body shivered as she felt them get closer.

“I can tell your body is so tense…You’ve practically been working yourself half to death, dear!” she could hear with a gentle hoof touch to the middle of her back, slowly tracing around in little circles against the middle of her back.

Pomf!

“Oooh, speaking of tense…” Fluttershy felt a second pair of hooves start touching and stroking her wings. “How stiff are these wings, huh?”

Fluttershy could only let out a squeak, covering her increasingly reddening face with her hooves.

“Oh yes, I think your wings have so much tension in them, we must do something about it…” the voice said.

“Aaah...eee…! W-Wait! Ra-Aaah!” Fluttershy gasped, though her protests went mostly unheard as those hooves kept stroking her wings, making her moan and shudder to the touch.

“Aww, you need to relax, Fluttershy!” She heard the other giggle. “Just let us get rid of alllll the stress in ya!”

On one wing, she felt soft, delicate strokes, starting from the base and going all the way up to the tip. On the other, more playful and deeper rubbing as the pair of hooves began ruffling up her feathers. On their own, it would’ve elicited tiny gasps from the reserved mare, but both at once drew out powerful moans. “Nnngah! O-Oh my gosh! Aaah! Rarity! Pinkie! P-Please!”

Both mares behind her chuckled. “Wow, Fluttershy, your wings are super-duper sensitive!” Pinkie noted, giving her wings a quick nibble to tease her.

“EEEEEK!” Fluttershy’s body tensed as she let out a high-pitched squeak. “P-Pinkie waaiiiiit!”

Pinkie kept going, nibbling on the top of her wing, moving from mouth from side to side like she was eating corn, running her hooves in her plumage just to get a few extra cute gasps and titters out of her.

Moan after moan escaped Fluttershy’s lips as she was still getting aroused by Pinkie’s playful antics. Each little nibble gave her tingles that made the rest of her body tremble.

“Pinkie, you have to treat a pegasi’s wings with care!” Rarity chastised. “Do it like so…” To demonstrate, she held Fluttershy’s other wing between her hooves, rubbing her hooves in circular motions as she worked her way up to the wingtip.

“G-Girls...I...Ohhh! Aaah! I’m gonnaaahaa...” The pleasure was overwhelming for the pegasus. She tried to say something to Rarity and Pinkie, but her mind was a hazy mess of pulsing pleasure. She couldn’t properly get the words out, and eventually completely forgot what she wanted to say. Anything that came out from her mouth now was completely unfiltered.

“AAAH! YES! MORE! I...I want more! I need more!”

Fluttershy found herself back in her bed as the sun began to rise over the horizon. Her blanket and most of her pillows had been launched from the mattress, and more notably, her wings were at their full length.

“Hmhmhm, soon, Fluttershy…” she quietly told herself as she gathered up her fallen pillows and blanket, confidently pushing her wings back down to her sides.

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