Maelstrom

A weary smile spit Twilight’s muzzle, as she soared through the sky and spotted Ponyville in the distance. It felt like forever since she’d been home - well, the home she’d spent nearly the last decade in, and she couldn’t wait to see what everypony had been up to in her absence. Having been away in Canterlot for nearly a year, having been crowned as the reigning Princess of Equestria, all she wanted to do was relax and catch up with her friends.

Moving at a relaxed pace, approaching town from the north west, she passed over the train station and spotted a unique figure - in fact three unique figures. It would be hard for anypony to miss Sunburst’s vivid mane or Trixie’s hat from a mile away, so the sight of her two companions brought a smile to her face. Though she hadn’t planned on making an impromptu pitstop, seeing three of the ponies she’d entrusted the School of Friendship to certainly couldn’t hurt anything.

Drifting down before the trio, watching them get closer and closer, she cocked her head. She’d initially thought that something seemed odd about the two mares, but it wasn’t until she’d landed that she fully comprehended what was going on. Either Trixie and Starlight had put on a lot of weight in her absence, or they were both very gravid. Grinning over at her, the three immediately cantered over to greet her.

“Twilight - wow - it’s been a while!” Sunburst exclaimed, adjusting his glasses. “What brings you to town?”

“Just thought I’d pop in for a visit. Let me tell you, Canterlot is a lot busier than I remember it being,” the Princess laughed, slipping glances to the mares’ rounded bellies. “So what are you three up to?”

“The great and pregnant Trixie requires pickles,” Trixie boldly attested.

Glimmer nodded, totally unphased by the magician’s remark. “And spicy nachos.”

“Huh…” Twilight grunted, taken off guard by the news. “I’m sorry I didn’t hear about this earlier, but congratulations!”

“Yeah,” Sunburst muttered, rubbing the back of his neck. “Honestly, given how busy I’ve been with these two, I haven’t had much time to do anything. Between pampering them and tending to their - Ahem - urges, they don’t give me much time to do anything.”

Trotting up to his side, pressing herself against him, Trixie chuckled. “Well it’s your fault for being such a stud.”

“I’m sorry, Honey,” Starlight cooed, moving to the stallion’s opposite side. “Once we get home from our errands, I’ll give you that special treatment you like so much…”

“With a little help from your assistant!” Trixie purred, kissing her way up his neck and to his ear.

Twilight could scarcely believe her eyes or ears. Though none of them had expressly said such, it was heavily implied that Sunburst had sired a foal with both Trixie and Starlight, an act that was as confusing as it was unbelievable. She’d known the three got along, yet she would never have guessed that they’d enter a polyamorous relationship with one another.

“Where are my manners,” Sunburst chirped, turning his attention to the askance alicorn. “Would you like to join us? It’s been a while since we’ve invited a fourth to the bedroom!”

“I’m - uh - I’m good, b…but thank you for offering!” Twilight falteringly noted, suddenly feeling very out of place. Flapping her wings and hovering above the ground, she anxiously waved. “I’m supposed to meet the girls at Fluttershy’s house, so I’ve got to get going.”

An arrogant smirk split Trixie’s features, as her eyes wandered to the alicorn’s backside. “Well if you change your mind, feel free to stop by. My best tricks always happen between the sheets…”

In a rare moment, Twilight genuinely didn’t know what to say - goodness, she barely knew what to think! She simply smiled, gave a halfhearted nod, and left the three lovers to go about their business. To be sure, somepony should have let her know that two professors and the guidance counselor at her School were in a relationship, but she tried not to let it bother her; soon enough, she’d be able to pick her friends’ brains for answers.

Flying harder and faster than ever, it only took her a few minutes to reach the animal sanctuary on the outskirts of town. Spotting the cottage, she wearily smiled. No matter the calamity, the demure, soft-spoken pegasus was a pillar of calm that never failed to soothe her. While the peculiar situation with Starlight, Trixie, and Sunburst did raise questions, she took some small solace that nopony was getting hurt - at least, not that she was aware of.

“Fluttershy!” she shouted, touching down and breaking into a canter toward the cottage’s front door. “Fluttershy, are you home? It’s me, Twilight!”

Reaching and rapping her hoof on the door, attempting to calm her tattered nerves, she drew a deep breath, held it for a moment, and slowly exhaled. Considering she and her friends had quite literally saved the world on multiple occasions, she had no reason to be overly worried - nevertheless, the bizarre circumstances simply felt wrong. Moments after knocking a second time, she stepped back when she heard the lock click.

“Twilight?” Fluttershy inquired, opening the door to meet her guest.

A wave of relief struck Twilight, seconds before she noticed what was going on inside. The breath hitched in her throat, her blood ran cold, her eyes widened, as she gazed upon an obscene spectacle. Laying on the floor in the living room, with her friends on or beside it, was a large, hairless thing - a thing that was buck naked and seemingly without a care in the world.

Throughout all her travels in Equestria, she’d never seen a creature quite like the one merrily being serviced by her companions. Nearly triple the height and possibly quadruple the mass of a pony, the biped noticed her staring, smiled, and amiably waved in her direction. While the genial, wordless greeting was innocent to a fault, it stood in stark contrast to the circumstances.

Applejack sat upon his waist, fucking herself on him like it was the last day in her life, while Rainbow Dash rested between his parted thighs with her face buried in his groin. Pinkie and Rarity weren’t much better off, with the former grinding her marehood on his shin and the latter being fingered by his left hand. To say the sight was indecent would have been a woeful understatement, yet their host was as calm and reserved as ever.

“Oh ~” Fluttershy hummed, passively looking over her shoulder at the orgy in her den, “him. I found him in the Everfree forest nearly a year ago, shortly after you went off to Canterlot. He’s actually really friendly.”

Tearing her eyes off the bawdiness in the living room, Twilight had to force herself to look at the bashful pegasus. “What even is he?”

Fluttershy gave the tiniest of shrugs, grinding her thighs together all the while. “Honestly, I’m not sure. Nopony can understand him, but it’s easy enough to figure out what he wants,” she replied, her cheeks darkening. “Would you like to join us?”

“Hey,” Rainbow Dash blared, momentarily withdrawing to leer at the exit, “I get next! Just because you’re a Princess doesn’t mean you get to cut in line!”

No sooner did she finish her heated admonishment than she jammed her muzzle against his nuts and slickened shaft, inches below where the stalwart earth pony feverishly bounced. Her tongue mopped his length, licking the pre-cum and marish juices from his cock, as she reached between her legs to stroke her engorged marehood.

Fully hilting herself with a particularly savage downstroke, Applejack gyrated her toned ass atop the giant. “Ya might want ta get comfy down there, Dash, Ah ain’t stoppin’ ‘til mah legs give out.”

With her forehooves resting on his broad chest, she lifted her waist, freed a portion of his length from her clinging confines, and set to riding him like a seasoned cowgirl. Her taut, lower lips were drawn out with her every upstroke, before being stuffed back in on her descents. Though she lacked the magic of a unicorn or speed of a pegasus, she put every ounce of her considerable earth pony strength into the lustful endeavor.

“R…right there, Darling,” Rarity stammered, bucking her hips back against his hand.

Facing him, with his arm snaked between her legs, she gnawed her lower lip while he got her off. Her genteel and proper demeanor had been stripped away, overshadowed by what sure as heck appeared to be an insatiable libido. A pair of his digits pistoned into her sex, his thumb stroking her bulbous clit, and his forearm was absolutely coated in her nectar, as held her tail flagged for him.

Twilight hadn’t even noticed Fluttershy step to her side, until the usually timid pegasus draped a wing over her back and guided her inside. “Fluttershy, what in the world is going on?” she demanded, shifting her attention over to the one mare who wasn’t indulging herself.

“Oh - um -” Fluttershy murmured, glancing over at the supine creature. “That’s Anon - at least I call him Anon. Honestly, I’m not sure what his name is, but he saved me in the forest and he’s really nice…”

Lowering her head and slamming a hoof into her face, Twilight shook her head. “That’s very nice, but what in the hay are you girls doing?!”

The sheepish pegasus only then seemed to get the hint, her eyes going alight with understanding. “W…well, it’s a long story, b…but he can get grumpy if he’s pent-up,” she sputtered, licking her lips and peeking over at the beast’s loins. “Would you like to join us? I’ll explain everything -”

“Aaaaaaahn,” Applejack’s climactic wail cut through the air, resonating throughout the cottage, as her marehood erupted.

Positively baptized in her companion’s orgasmic juices, Dash flew into a frenzy. Hungrily lapping at Applejack’s spasming snatch, her hoof angrily stroked her clit. Pinkie and Rarity fared no better, their enthusiasm redoubling when the earth pony climaxed. All Twilight could do was stare in disbelief, watching her friends devolve into a group of slatternly harlots before her very eyes.

“My turn!” Pinkie chirped, hopping up and unceremoniously shoving the recovering earth pony from atop the biped.

Rocketing to her hooves, Dash instantly grappled with Pinkie for dominance. “Like hay it’s your turn! You’re not the one who got hosed down in apple juice - besides, you and Rarity were supposed to cover the afternoon shift, so get off!”

“But I wanted him to glaze my donut!” Pinkie bleated. Pausing to peek back at her backside, her brief respite was all the pegasus needed to get the upper hoof.

With a titanic heave, summoning some unknowable lecherous strength, Dash flung the pink party pony over, wheeled around, heaved Applejack to the side, and leaped into the air. As unsettling as it was to see the Wonderbolt nearly assault her companions, seeing her do a backflip and land squarely on Anon, impaling herself in the process, was even more disquieting. The moment his turgid cock sheathed within her, she started fucking him with blinding speed.

“Oh yeah,” she blared, her backside a blur, “feel free to join in.”

The colossus grinned down his chest at her, bracing his legs and moving his hands to her waist. With a fucked-silly Applejack and crestfallen Rarity to his left, and a grumpy Pinkie Pie to his right, he secured his grasp on the libidinous pegasus and rammed his hips upward. His single, merciless thrust, compared to the outright flurry of Dash’s downward plunges, was as devastating as it was terrifying.

As Dash’s body was driven upward, nearly setting her off balance, her eyes rolled to the back of her head. With but a single stroke of his massive endowment, he brought her motions to an abrupt halt, but he wasn’t finished with her yet. Apparently provoked, or possibly inspired by her hubris, he started plowing her like some primal, alien deity.

The pegasus gleefully squealed like a filly on prom night, thrashing and covetously clenching around his length, as he utterly ruined her. Rocking equipment that would put even the biggest stallion to shame, while simultaneously having the strength of a minotaur, he used the athletic mare like a living, breathing sex-toy. Losing herself to his ruthless domination in the blink of an eye, she either ignored or forgot about her nearby friends.

“Uh,” Fluttershy mumbled, wiping a bead of sweat from her brow. “If…if you aren’t interested in joining us, would you mind if I get back to work? The quicker Dash gets to cum, the faster Anon will bend me over and breed me…”

“I…I…I gotta go,” Twilight blurted, turning and rushing out the door.

Darned if she knew where she was going, but she had to leave - not because of how awkward the situation was, but because she was absolutely drenched. Over the span of mere minutes, having witnessed her trusted friends shamelessly servicing the beast, she’d gotten so excited that it hurt. Her marehood drooled with anticipation, and her heart thundered in her chest, as the insidious notion of bedding the giant beast insidiously permeated every facet of her thoughts.

Taking to the sky, making a beeline toward her castle, she digested everything that had transpired since returning to town. For starters, something seemed off in Ponyville, though she couldn’t quite put her hoof in precisely what it was - secondly and more troublingly, for reasons she couldn’t understand, all of her friends seemed ensorceled by the bizarre giant. As she puzzled the amorous conditions she’d happened upon, a thought occurred.

If there was one pony in all of Equestria who may be able to help with the situation, it would be her sister-in-law. Cadance was quite literally the Princess of Love and, like most alicorns, a veritable wellspring of arcane might. Even if Shining’s wife couldn’t explain what was going on, she may be able to unravel the erotic enigma of what happened to her fellow elements. Lifting her head, seeing her keep on the horizon, she increased her speed.

It took her a matter of minutes to reach her destination, ascending higher and zipping to the balcony of her study. As pleasant as it would be to catch up with Spike, the peculiar and perverse circumstances she’d discovered demanded she make messaging Cadance a priority. While she did take some comfort that the giant biped wasn’t hostile, she needed to figure out why her friends had discarded their modesty and become little more than concubines for him.

Igniting her horn and opening the balcony door, she rushed inside and came to a stop at her desk, and went to work. The muscle memory of years spent working in her study came rushing back, as she thoughtlessly gathered up a blank scroll, her inkwell, a quill, wax, and her seal. It wasn’t rare for her to write to Cadance - in fact, they exchanged correspondence on a regular basis, but this was the first time she’d genuinely needed help with something.

As she carefully jotted down what she’d witnessed, she was unable to suppress an excited shiver from recalling how blissful Dash had been while getting plowed. It pained her to admit it, but she was more than a little riled up from the shocking display she’d seen. Keeping her letter as concise and unbiased as possible, yet heavily emphasizing the need for Cadance to investigate the matter, she worked as quickly as she could.

Finishing the message with record speed, she neatly rolled the scroll, sealed it with a wax stamp, and magically sent it off to the Crystal Empire’s keep. Ordinarily speaking, she would have had Spike send the letter for her - that said, she’d rather not explain everything that had happened to the innocent, carefree dragon. With a heavy sigh, hoping to hear back from her dearest sister-in-law before long, she teleported the letter and trotted out of her study and into the hallway.

“Spike,” she hollered, looking to either end of the corridor, “I’m home!”

Strolling through the bowels of her castle, forcing herself to take a relaxed pace, formulated a plan. Regardless of what was going on, nopony was in any imminent danger - moreover, she’d have to wait until Cadance responded to her request. The only reasonable thing she could do was stay calm, distract herself, and be patient. Hearing the pitter patter of clawed feet on marble, moments before the short, squat dragon appeared from around a corner, she smiled.

“Twi!” he whooped, scampering over to give her a hug.

Resting a forehoof to his back, pulling him close, she smiled. “I missed you too, Spike - say, you want to go out for a meal and some ice cream at the Hayburger? It’ll be my treat!”

Grinning from ear to ear, he nodded his head. “Like you even have to ask!”

Lazily trotting down the corridor at his side, moving to the stairwell which led to the front door, she grinned. On the off chance that there was something amiss in Ponyville, Spike would have alerted her to it straight away - not to mention Starlight Glimmer, Sunburst, or any number of ponies would have raised the alarm. Focusing on her trusted assistant, listening to him chatter excitedly about the school, her concerns slowly dwindled.

Mercifully for her, her afternoon was an absolute delight. Though her dinner with Spike was relatively short, she’d enjoyed her time with him all the same. Once they’d returned home from their meal, she saw him off to bed, grabbed a few books for herself, and retired to her room to read up on the mysterious goings on in Ponyville. Though Cadance was the de facto expert on matters of love, doing a bit of research certainly couldn’t hurt in the slightest.

While she couldn’t exactly say what she’d been reading directly beforehand, the excitement of the day, her flight, and wildly unforeseen experience of seeing her friends serving the Anon creature had left her more tired than she thought, and it didn’t take her long to drift off. The last thing she recalled before falling asleep was thinking that everything would be just fine. Between herself and Cadance, not to mention Luna and Celestia, there wasn’t a problem in the world that couldn’t be dealt with.

…

Warm rays of dawn light played over her face, causing her to stir. She couldn’t recall the last time she’d slept so soundly - then again she’d gone for quite some time without sleeping in her old, comfortable, comforting bed. Rolling from the mattress, blithely itching her backside, she began her morning routine in earnest. It wasn’t until after she’d showered and brushed her teeth did she stroll back to her study. Opening the door and peering into her office, seeing a roll of parchment resting on her desk, the memories of what had happened the day before came rushing back. Without a second thought, she ran to the letter, opened it, and read over its contents.

Twilight,

This is most confusing and, might I say, disconcerting news. I believe I’ll pay Fluttershy and her guest a visit tomorrow morning. If you could join me at nine am at her home, I’d love to have your company while I investigate the matter. See you soon.

Love,

Cadance

Glancing over at her grandfather clock, seeing it was already nine-thirty, Twilight scrunched her snout. If she’d only had the forethought to check her study before going to bed, she would have set an alarm for herself - sadly, that wasn’t the case. Cantering out and onto the balcony, extending her wings, she took to the air and whizzed over ponyville - at least she started to, before she noticed something strange.

As she descended from the heavens, fluttering down to the center of town, she quirked her brow. It wasn’t the fact that there seemed to be a great many ponies out and about that caught her interest - no, it was what they were doing. While it wasn’t uncommon for the townsponies to be friendly with one another, oftentimes chatting or waving hello, there seemed to be an overabundance of physical contact going on. Shaking her head, she dismissed any concern and headed to Sugarcube Corner.

Despite Ponyville being unusually active, she had more pressing matters to attend to. She’d missed the message from Cadance and unintentionally made herself late - things hardly befitting a Princess! Though it may have seemed silly, she was inclined to pick up some breakfast for her friends and her in-law - after she’d procured some baked goods, then she’d join the Princess of Love to investigate.

Walking into the shop, setting the bell above the door to jingle, she lifted a forehoof, took a deep breath to say hello, and froze. The bakery was far from empty, with no fewer than a dozen ponies gathered within the comfy interior; while the sight of having multiple customers waiting to make purchases wasn’t strange in the slightest, none of the ponies seemed interested in buying anything - in fact, they seemed intent on giving something instead. Gathered around Mrs. Cake, who was straddling her husband on the middle of the floor, five stallions sat and furiously masturbated to the exhibitionistic couple.

Not only was the portly mare riding her husband like a horny youth, but she was exceptionally pregnant, as or more gravid than Trixie or Starlight had been. Though Twilight would like to think that the unborn foal belonged to her betrothed, the myriad of studs surrounding the baker gave her a moment for pause. Surely there was no way the couple could be that into swinging ~ right?

“That’s right,” the plump baker groaned, slamming her cushiony ass on Mr. Cake’s slender hips, “give Mama plenty of glaze!”

Twilight had faced tyrants of renown, stood against literal demigods of chaos, and even traveled to other timelines, yet she was not prepared to face such depravity. While she had no idea what had gotten into everypony, or why the Cakes were causing such a lewd spectacle, she realized it was time to beat a hasty retreat. The last thing she needed was to interrupt whatever was going on, so she promptly wheeled around, saw herself out, and locked the door behind herself.

Stopping on the stoop, hearing the whorish cries of the bakers and their audience, her thoughts raced. There may have been a slim chance that she’d stumbled on some private gettogether the cakes had arranged, since she hadn’t ordered the cupcakes in advance - still, it was extremely irresponsible for them to leave the door unlocked; for goodness sake, anypony could have walked in on the intimate moment! Knitting her brow and rubbing her chin, trying and failing to find a reasonable explanation for what she’d just witnessed, a stifled whimper caught her ear.

Looking to her left, toward the source of the noise, she gasped. Derpy, the tried and true mailmare of town, had her upper half firmly lodged in a postal drop box. While it wasn’t the first time the poor pegasus had managed to get herself stuck somewhere awkward, nor would it likely be the last, that wasn’t what was so disquieting. Lined up down the sidewalk were a number of stallions waiting to make a deposit.

“Next please,” Derpy called, her muffled voice sailing through the air.

Without skipping a beat, being the first stallion in the queue, Filthy Rich nonchalantly stepped forward, mounted the trapped mare, and started fucking Derpy with reckless abandon. Given how casually he’d committed the adulterous act, he apparently wasn’t concerned with anypony being able to see him cheat on his wife. Grunting with every thrust, he pounded into the wriggling, giggling pegasus with everything he had.

“Hey,” a sonorous voice intoned, snapping Twilight from her stupor.

Looking to her right, feeling her heart skip a beat, she spotted Thunderlane looming behind her and to her left. Though she didn’t speak with the large, imposing pegasus all that often, having only chatted with him in passing, his friendly smile and relaxed stance set her mind at ease. Considering he was the first pony who’d spoken with her since she got back to town, she might just get some answers about what in the hay was going on.

Turning to face him, wrenching her eyes from the debauchery at the mailbox, she uneasily grinned. “H…hey, Thunder, how’ve you been?”

“A lot better now that I’m looking at the sexiest alicorn this side of Canterlot,” he purred, his eyes dancing down her side and to her flank.

Keenly aware of just where he was looking, she shifted uncomfortably. “Right - say, you wouldn’t know what’s going on, would you?”

Thunder reluctantly shifted his attention from her hindquarters to her face, his smug smirk unwavering. “Honestly, I’m not sure,” he began, twisting in place to present his side. “How about you come back to my place and we can figure it out.”

“W…well I don’t…” the words died in her throat, as she noticed the thick, meaty, coal-black length dangling from his crotch.

What she’d presumed was him turning in the direction of his house had been anything but. As she gawked at his rigid stallionhood, stunned by the sheer size of his endowment, a bead of saliva crept past her lips and crept down her chin. Had it not been for his cocky chuckle, Celestia knows how long she would have openly stared at his dangling, twitching tool.

She didn’t say a word, leaping into the air and taking to the skies in an instant, as her fight or flight response kicked into high gear. Darned if she knew what was going on, or why everypony was being so amorous, but something was definitely wrong. It would have been bizarre enough to encounter one scandalous scene, but finding herself facing three in a hoofful of minutes defied logic. Taking a moment to collect herself, heading up and away from the little village, she flew in the direction of Fluttershy’s house.

The way she saw it, there was only one reasonable explanation for whatever was going on - that Anon creature that Fluttershy was hosting. She may not have known exactly what the giant was, where he’d come from, or what he was capable of, but she knew he had to be playing some part in all the depravity - even if he wasn’t, her friends and Cadance would surely unlock the mystery and put things right. Between the Elements of Harmony, the Princess of Love, and herself, there wasn’t a problem in Equestria they couldn’t set right.

As she approached the small cottage, she spotted something out of place. Resting nearly fifty yards from Fluttershy’s front door was what sure as heck looked like Cadance and Anon, but they weren’t standing - if anything, it looked like they were fighting. Flying into a panic, ignoring her friends circled around the confrontation, she summoned her magic and teleported herself before them.

Magic crackled around her horn, her jaw clenched, and the muscles about her legs tensed, as she reappeared and prepared for a fight. “What in the hay is -”

“Harder!” Cadance howled. “Fuck me harder, you glorious beast!”

With her chest pressed to the earth, her golden peytral smeared with dirt, the Princess of Love weakly threw her ass back at Anon’s wildly thrusting hips. Not only had Cadance forsaken her vows, rutting the very beast she’d gone to investigate, but she’d done so for an audience. Watching the alicorn get plowed like a field in spring, all of Twilight’s friends voyeuristically indulged in the display.

Twilight had thought watching the titan being worshiped by her friends was lewd, but that show had been mere child’s play compared to what she was seeing. Standing behind the alicorn, covetously holding her hips, he rutted her with all the unstoppable force of a freight train. Though Cadance was nearly double the size of a typical mare, his imposing size and strength eclipsed her might a thousand times over.

The drumbeat of flesh slapping flesh, Anon’s grunts, and Cadance’s wanton cries were like a sinful duet, yet the hushed whimpers and mewls from their audience elevated the performance to a hedonistic symphony. Fearing what she may find, Twilight looked to her friends and went rigid. Discontent to simply observe the exhibitionism, each and every one of her companions was unabashedly getting themselves off.

Pinkie, Fluttershy, Rarity, Rainbow Dash, and Applejack keenly watched Cadance being brutally fucked, while they rubbed their loins to the performance. Who could say if they were even aware of what each other was doing, being fixated by the depravity before them, yet it was of little consequence. Heedless or uncaring of what their companions were up to, they masturbated all the same.

Sparks of power sputtered from Cadance’s horn, as she was dominated by the colossus. “Breed me, please! Make me your mare!”

With an angry snort, Anon draped himself over her back, shifted one hand to her head, and drove her face into the dirt. Intelligent or not, he fucked with all the savage fury of a wild animal - an act that she seemed particularly enamored with. Her eyelids fluttered, her legs buckled, and a string of lewd, wholly unbecoming noises crept past her lips, yet she somehow managed to stay standing for the giant.

Though his vehemence was as plain as day, he was far from finished with his royal mate. Wrapping her lustrous mane around his hand, he cruelly pulled her head back and bellowed some unintelligible word. As the final, unknowable syllable left his lips, the unthinkable happened - the Princess of Love came with the full fury of a carnal apocalypse.

A literal shockwave of sorcerous force blasted from the braying, convulsing alicorn, overtaking the onlookers and rippling across the earth like a tsunami. As the energy washed over the ponies, they came instantaneously, falling to the ground and gushing orgasmic juices over themselves and the grass beneath them. The only mare that managed to stay standing was Twilight, yet she was far from unaffected by the detonation.

Twilight’s marehood seized, her nipples went erect, and she was brought to the very precipice of ecstasy in the blink of an eye. While some part of her wasn’t too stunned by the amorous Princess’ cataclysmic climax, an equally large, albeit markedly more somber part of her was shaken to the core. Seeing the surge of power speeding off to Ponyville, her worst fears were confirmed - her bid to summon Cadance for help had backfired spectacularly, and now the townsponies were going to be overtaken by lecherous concussion of an alicorn.

As a shadow fell over her, she craned her head and looked upward. Looming right over her, his turgid, slick cock pointed squarely at her face, Anon grinned. Without having said a word, his intentions for her were as clear as the blazing sun in a cloudless sky. Her survival instincts kicked in, her wings unfurled from her back, and she leapt into the air with lightning speed, compelled by a single impulse - survive.

Though flying was far from the easiest thing to do, she called upon her magic and winked out of existence. Things had gone from bad to worse, and the world now faced a foe equal to or rivaling any it had ever seen before. If she didn’t get help, and get help fast, Equestria may be doomed.