Monday

Octavia knew she would have to start nice and early if she wanted to learn this new piece of music for the gala. It was quite a small timeframe in which she would have to learn the song, and she wanted to get started as soon as possible. So, despite her body's protests, Octavia dragged herself out of her bed and towards practice, leaving an exhausted Vinyl behind her. She took her earbuds out of her ears, having taken Sapphire's advice to listen to the music as she slept. Strangely enough, as she had slept, she could have sworn that she had some words in the cello music. Quite impossible, and she couldn't have even made out any words.

Yet as she walked to her studio to practice with Sweet Melody, she found herself humming the tune to herself without realising it.

"Pervert, slut, fuck. Need to fuck, need to be Master's sexy fuck. See a woman, see a slut. I need to fuck a whole damn lot. Love big tits, love big asses, secretly a pervert, that's what I am."

It was a low mumble, so nopony overheard it, not even herself, but she chanted the seductive lyrics all the way to the studio. As she did so, she felt a slight tingle of lust spread through her body. Not too surprising, but she wasn't normally in the mood this early in the morning.

She arrived at the studio and found, to her relief, that Sweet Melody was already there, with her piano already nice and set up. A relief to be sure. Sweet Melody had always been late to early mornings, being quite the wild late-night party girl. Strange that she had arrived early, and that she didn't seem tired in the slightest.

"Octavia, you seem to be early. It's so good to have the band back together." Sweet Melody said, rushing up to the cello player and pulling her into an immense hug. It stirred something in Octavia, treacherous thoughts that someone in a relationship shouldn't have.

But even as Octavia tried to redirect her thoughts to Vinyl, her mind was overwhelmed by the huge pair of tits that Sweet Melody was thrusting into her own chest. Sweet Melody had never been flat-chested, quite the opposite in fact, but this was a whole new level for her, going from busty to having a rack straight from a teenage wet dream.

'Or perhaps one of mine'. A treacherous thought said in Octavia's head. She tried to shake her mind out of such a thought and simply treat the hug as a platonic gesture. Nonetheless, Octavia could not resist being mesmerized by the soft rise and fall of her friend's new gigantic, freckled bust. Octavia had always been a lesbian, but she'd never found herself so drawn to the tits before her as she had been now.

"It's fine, you can ask." Sweet Melody said smugly, having caught Octavia in the act of staring. Flustered, Octavia stumbled away from the hug.

"I was- I mean I wasn't- I would never-" Octavia spluttered, but she was just met by the smug raised eyebrow of her knowing friend. "So how did... you know?"

"It was a potion, courtesy of Zecora. Once I'd drunk it, these puppies just grew and grew." Sweet Melody purred, beaming with pride she hugged her own tits with both arms. Celestia, they were so big. "Jealous?"

"O-Of course not. Do not even insinuate that." Octavia scoffed, crossing her arms. Though her anger subsumed quickly, as a new curiosity overtook her. "But dear Melody, what in Equestria possessed you to even think of getting such an... enlargement?"

"Why? Because they're sexy! Because they're hot!" Sweet Melody said, with an enthusiasm that would rival Pinkie Pie's. "Because I look like a stacked wet dream. Because these tits drive both stallions and mares to basically cream themselves at the sight of them. Because wherever I go, they stare at me in ways that send shivers down my spine. Because they fit so nicely around even a dragon's cock!"

"That...that... let's just start practising."

Tuesday

'Submit, kneel, yield! It's so good! It feels so good! Imagine a Master, imagine his dick, imagine him fucking you with it! Prepare to scream, prepare to yell, prepare to cum! Prepare for when your Master comes!'

They were practising in the studio, with Octavia listening to the sample music once again. She found the music so utterly enchanting, but learning it was difficult. Certainly, all the instruments, music and rhythm were easy enough to replicate, but there was something missing, some kind of magic.

They had an audience today, Sapphire had opted to visit the two of them and she was clapping along to their most recent performance. Octavia hadn't quite noticed in her first time meeting the young woman, having considered her little more than a fan, but this mare was truly beautiful. Her figure was shaped as if she were the daughter of an angel, and she walked and held herself with all the grace of a supermodel. Octavia was really struggling not to outwardly ogle her.

"Oh, that was absolutely beautiful, you're really getting the hang of the instruments." Sapphire said, clapping as if she had watched a full-fledged orchestra. Then her eyes shifted to the outfit Octavia was wearing. Today was a dress rehearsal, so Octavia had hoped to get Sapphire's opinion on the dress she would wear. It was formal, stylish yet modest, something that seemed to concern Sapphire for whatever reason.

"Well, we're lucky you wrote such beautiful music." Octavia said, blushing.

Sapphire smiled radiantly in response. "You're too kind, Ms Melody."

"Please just call me Octavia," Octavia said, waving her hand. "There's still one element of the song that I just can't replicate. Something more than the music... something magical."

Sapphire just smiled, a knowing smile that she shared with Sweet Melody. They were sharing a secret, something that Octavia wasn't aware of. "Am I missing something, girls?"

Sapphire's knowing smirk shifted to face Octavia. "It'll come to you in time. But I wanted to speak to you about something else."

"Hmm?"

Sapphire took off the blue locket around her neck and opened it to show her. Inside were two pictures, one of a unicorn and a dragon. "Spike and Rarity? You know them?"

Looking closely at Sapphire, she did resemble them somewhat. Sapphire seemed to be one of the few women who could compete with Rarity in terms of beauty. Even a married mare like Octavia couldn't help but sneak perverted looks at that unicorn. Even a picture was enough to cause her to drool, and for perverted thoughts to race through her mind.

But that was nothing, nothing compared to Spike. Octavia was gay, she was certain she was gay. She'd never felt a thing for a stallion in her life, no matter how sexy they might have been. But there was one exception, and that was Spike. She, like seemingly every mare in Ponyville, seemed to have a thing for Emerald Dragons. At first, it was just a casual interest, but ever since the Ukuphana, where fucking him had been a prize, Octavia could no longer deny that he was quite a Spikey exception.

"Oh, I know them VERY well. They'll be the ones hosting the gala, so you should get to know them as well." Sapphire placed a hand on Octavia's shoulder and whispered in her ear. "I was thinking of them when I wrote this song, maybe if you think of them, you'll be able to get the music just right."

Logically, such an idea didn't make much sense, but some alien instinct in Octavia's heart suggested that this idea may be wiser than it initially seemed. More than that, it seemed to stir some strange sense of excitement in her heart. She glanced over to Sweet Melody and she gave her a thumbs up. "Well, I can't imagine how it'll hurt."

They resumed playing again, this time with Octavia imagining the dragon Spike in her mind and his unicorn lover, Rarity. She could almost imagine them standing right before her, with their perfect, sexy bodies towering over Octavia. They would ask her for anything, and Octavia would deliver. She'd play, she'd serve, she'd fuck, it would be her pleasure.

Pleasure. The word was appropriate as she could feel the pleasure stream through her veins as she played, as her imagination ran wild. She would be their slave, she would do whatever they desired, she imagined Spike ordering her to wrap her huge tits around his cock. She would nod dutifully, and raise her immense tits to wrap around her Master's cock. They'd be big, bigger than they were now, as Octavia would reshape her body to expand her tits to better serve her Master and Mistress. If they wanted her to become an obscene wet dream, then she would become as they wished, it would be her pleasure.

"So horny, so hot, just need to fuck. Need to fuck my Master, need to be fucked, need to wrap my tits around his cock. Need bigger tits, just as he likes, need to make horny when I'm in sight."

The words slipped out her mouth without her even thinking about it, just like her hands, which seemed to play on their own. Instead, her mind was focused solely on her fantasies. Her mind was open, and the magic filled her, in turn fuelling her music, which in turn created more magic. A perfect cycle that continued to corrupt her, becoming more powerful until there was enough to make even physical changes.

"And you were judging me for getting my tits enlarged, just look at yourself there, Octavia." Sweet Melody teased, placing her hands on her hips.

Octavia's eyes snapped open with shock, and she stared down at her body in shock, horror and if she was honest with herself, some twisted mix of pride and lust. "What-what happened to me?"

Sapphire answered her question, with an almost smug look on her face. "Nothing you didn't want, darling."

"W-what?" Octavia gasped, hugging her new huge tits. She fell back down on one of the chairs, expecting it to buckle under their immense weight, but the weight never came, as if they were enchanted to be no burden at all. "What did you do to me?"

"Did Sweet Melody not tell you? The music is enchanted, by my own hand," Sapphire explained, walking behind Octavia, Two perfectly scaled, yet soft hands started massaging the cello player's shoulders, she was excellent, her skill unnatural. All of Octavia's tension, shock, fear and anger seemed to be massaged away, replaced with relaxation and acceptance. She whispered into Octavia's ear, her hot breath tickling her fur. "It's made to help one's own desires come true. Perhaps deep down, this is something you want."

"Mmmm....perhaps." Octavia admitted, slightly delirious from the relaxing massage.

Sweet Melody was enjoying this, a wicked smile on her face. "You sneaky little hypocrite, I guess you were just jealous."

"Can't keep them though... what would Vinyl think?" Octavia admitted, though quite reluctantly. Especially when Sapphire pushed her own gigantic tits into her back, reminding her what she was missing.

"I'd think she'd love them, just like you would. But don't think about Vinyl, think about Spike and how his huge cock would like them." Sapphire purred, sending Octavia into a lustful daze. What would Spike think when she saw her huge tits? Would he get hard? Would he want a titfuck? Would Octavia agree?

"I've got to go," Octavia said sharply, breaking through the massage. "Will these go away if I stop playing?"

"Only if you don't want them," Sapphire confirmed, still smiling as if she'd won something big. "But sleep on it, I'm sure you'll have some amazing dreams tonight."

Wednesday

It was early in the morning and Octavia was sleeping restlessly. Not because her dreams were bad, quite the opposite, but because they made her so horny that she couldn't help but squirm in her sleep. Her dreams became lewd and erotic almost the very second she went to sleep, as if her mind had been crafting the perfect dream for her that night.

She imagined herself in a club, music playing through the air. The same music that Octavia had been tasked to perform, the same that she was listening to herself as she slept. It was truly magnificent, a strange blend of majestic opera yet somehow with an erotic twist and there was something...something undying there. Some tune that held the whole piece together.

"It's fun to strip, it's fun to dance. Show the world the slut you can be, that they can be. Inspire, desire, put your name on a flyer. Let the whore inside free, let the world see, fill your Master with glee, the whore you can truly be!"

But beyond the enchanting music, Octavia was drawn to the rich, beautiful ambience, easily a rival to Celestia's own palace. Beautiful marble pillars, rich silk curtains and beautiful carpets that were practically tapestries rolled out onto the floor. But what truly garnered her attention was the artwork on the walls, beautifully crafted like the best of the most famous artists in their history, and all of it posing various displays of sexy, busty women submitting to a dragon and unicorn. Led by a mystical alicorn who so resembled Luna.

The dream felt more vivid than any dream that Octavia had ever felt, even if she knew instinctively that it was a dream, she could still feel her feet in her heels, she could still hear the music and chatter in the air, she could still smell the thick perfume in the air mixed with the smell of sweat. Yet despite the high-class decor and rich ambience there was no mistaking that this was a strip club. The scantily clad women striding around made that abundant.

Octavia looked herself in the mirror and was shocked to find herself in an outfit that she could never dream of wearing when awake, but for the dream, something about it felt just so right. A version of her that was secretly waiting inside her body, waiting to be released. She was wearing only sleeves, stockings, rabbit ears and a pair of heart-shaped nipple tape. Everything else was laid bare for the world to see and tantalise. Even her body was reshaped with bigger tits and a more shapely ass, big enough to fit a dragon cock inside.

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"Ms Octavia, your Master is here. It is time. Meet with your partner." A sexy, graceful, yet strict voice spoke from a speaker. It made her spine shiver in anticipation of what was to come. Instinctively, she knew what she had to do, and made her way behind the stage, ready to strip and dance for her Master's excitement. Her heart was hammering against her chest, as if ready to burst out and run to her Master and serve him.

As she arrived behind the stage, Octavia found her breath lodged in her throat. Sweet Melody was waiting for her, as her partner for her show for their Master, dressed in a way that Octavia had never seen her before. Her body was stripped bare of everything but her gloves and stockings, and for the first time Octavia could see her enhanced, heavy tits free to sway before her. They were so big, they put watermelons to shame. Only a few could rival their size, like Princess Celestia and Fluttershy. A treacherous blush plastered across Octavia's face as she dreamed up a fantasy of taking those tits in each of her hands and taking them into her mouth.

"You ready to give our precious Master a show he won't ever forget?" Sweet Melody asked, hands behind her head and chest pushed outwards.

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Octavia grinned back at her colleague, her hands clenched together as if ready to punch the air with excitement. "You know it. Shall we?"

The two entered the stage, the attention of the entire crowd drawn to them, but Octavia only had eyes for one dragon. To her delight, he seemed pleased and eager to see them strip and dance, and Octavia was all to eager to begin.

They started by kissing one another, a great show for their Master. They mashed their lips into each other, they were passionate, very passionate. Their tongues wrestled each other with desperate arousal, both feeling pent-up passion give way to animalistic lust, and their hands pawed at each other's bodies. Taking handfuls of flesh, tits and ass and exclaiming sweet moans when the other did the same.

"Ugh...we're so horny Master, we can't help ourselves." Sweet Melody whined, face flushed with red.

"We need to fuck, we need to be used, we need you." Octavia pouted, shaking her tits a little from side to side, a hand tracing down her massive pair of tits, highlighting them for her Master.

"Come here, sluts." Spike said, curling a finger, beckoning them closer. Even the word 'slut' sent shivers down Octavia's spine, the word was such an accurate description of herself. Octavia eagerly approached her Master, ass shaking in perfect rhythm with her tits, side by side with the equally busty Sweet Melody.

"With pleasure, Master."

"We live to serve."

They fell to their knees, the dragon's monster cock between them. It was big enough for both of them to share, an appealing prospect that left the musician drooling before him. Spike's hand was massaging the erect mast, teasing it for the two.

"What do you want, Master?" Octavia asked, becoming quite desperate now.

"We would think it's quite obvious." A third voice said from beside them. Tearing her eyes from her Master's perfect cock Octavia spotted the Princess of the Night lying on a couch, dressed like a barmaid from Appleloosa. She was wearing a pair of sexy fishnet stockings, a lace dress and gloves that had been cut to allow her tits to be exposed. With one hand molesting them. This was finally topped off with an old-fashioned hat, like a madame of an old-time brothel, most appropriate, given her role.

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"Surely you know that you should start by wetting his dick, dear Octavia?" Luna purred, reassuring like a teacher encouraging her student. Octavia nodded, and the two strippers went ahead with their orders, tongues roaming over their Master's dick, eager to please it. Even the briefest of connections between their tongue and the dick caused their taste buds to erupt in joy, as their body responded to such a magnificent phallus.

A dark hand roamed through Octavia's hand, soft and graceful and cool to the touch. "Good, my devout whore, serve your Master well. Think nothing of your own pleasure, worry only about our Master's desire. Don't you agree, Master Spike?" Luna purred, erotic and confident, sending shivers down their spines.

"She's inexperienced, but she's doing well. Could go for a deepthroat, though." Spike grunted, his hands wrestling with the back of Sweet Melody's skull.

"Then that is your duty, Octavia," Luna said firmly before seizing the back of her skull and throwing the cello's throat onto the top of Spike's cock. With her immense alicorn strength, she cared nothing for Octavia's comfort as she shoved her throat deep down his cock until she reached the base of the shaft. To her surprise, Octavia found she didn't mind, quite the opposite in fact, even as she couldn't breathe, her head was swimming with erotic joy.

"Look at this, Master, she's enjoying it!" Luna boomed, voice bursting with glee as her hands reached down and fingered Octavia's sopping cunt. "We bet she could cum just from deep-throating your cock alone, but perhaps she might appreciate some help."

Luna's magic kept Octavia's skull fucking her Master, but her fingers trailed down Octavia's body and into her cunt, before plunging her fingers into her pussy. Octavia let out a muffled scream but never dared try and break free from her Master's cock. "We think she enjoyed that."

"I think so too, such a dirty slut, she's about to cum just from being treated like a whore. Don't leave her alone Sweet Melody." Spike growled, grunting as she deepthroated him with wanton animalistic desperation. Slobbering over the cock like it was her last lifeline, she could feel herself reaching a climax. She was a whore, his whore and slave, she needed him, and she was about to-

Octavia catapulted awake, fur drenched in sweat, her sheets similarly drenched. Her eyes were wide with shock, as she slowly came to her senses, even as her body still burned with lust, and her mind replayed the fantasies in her mind.

"What in Tartarus was that?" Octavia gasped, a hand covering her mouth as she shook from the reverie of that fantasy. It had felt so vivid, so real, had Luna-no that was ridiculous... but it had been so hot. So sexy, so FUCK!

Both her hands lunged at her pussy, digging as deeply into herself as she could reach with a wild desperation. Her eyes rolled back into her skull as her mind turned to a horny mush. "Fuck! Need it! Need more! Need him!"

It wasn't enough, it was nowhere near enough, and Octavia knew that mere self-pleasure would never be enough, her eyes darted around desperate for any relief. It was then that they settled on her girlfriend's delicious music note-covered ass that lay in their bed, Vinyl still being asleep. Before her mind could possibly make her hesitate, she lunged at her girlfriend's colossal ass, stuffing her face so deep that it threatened to be crushed between her girlfriend's asscheeks.

"AH! What the hell, Tavi?" Vinyl screamed, bolting straight out of her sleep. "It's four AM."

"So sorry Vinyl, so horny, need to fuck.” Octavia grunted, shoving her tongue down her girlfriend’s asshole. “Please.”

“What’s with you? You’re not normally this into it." Vinyl grunted. She was still playing her part, thrusting her fat ass into Octavia's face, but her movements were sluggish and half-hearted, not like the crazed lust that drove Octavia forward into greater passion.

"Fuck, so horny. Need more, don't care, can't stop." She grunted, tongue aching as she stretched it as far down Vinyl's ass as she could reach, whilst at the same time masturbating with her right hand. Even this wasn't enough for Octavia as she threw her tits against the DJ's ass, using the friction to massage them. But all this did was put one crystal clear fact into focus.

'I need some dragon dick.'

Thursday.

'So horny, so slutty. You need a Master, a cock to serve. But not just him, prowl for fuckable sluts, serve the beautiful, serve the sexy! Think of the perfect diamond and the slutty Sapphire. Their elegance, skill and beauty are all our Master might need. Follow in their footsteps to become the best slave you can be!'

"Octavia, so good to see you again. We missed you so much yesterday." Sapphire purred as Octavia arrived at the studio the next day. She had been so bloody horny the previous day that she just couldn't bring herself to crawl to the studio. But even after spending the entire in an orgy of self-pleasure and lesbian sex with the sexiest DJ in Equestria, it was still missing something, her body still craved another's touch, a dragon's touch.

But at the same time, Octavia started to feel an insecurity worm its way into her mind. Like a virus, it spread through her body as she started to worry. Was Octavia truly good enough for her Master's dick? How could she improve? Was she truly the best slave she could be?

She shook the thoughts out of her head, or at least tried to, but they were not dislodged so easily. Why was she thinking this? She was a lesbian! She had a beautiful girlfriend! Vinyl was... would make a great slut as well, wouldn't she?

The thought lit up her face, as she bit her lip with pleasure, a sinful smile spreading across it. Something that was noticed by Sapphire, who grinned with delight. "Had some pleasant dreams, dear?"

Octavia's blood froze, as Sapphire simply took a sip of her tea, absolute smug confidence plastered on her face. It was as if she knew, she knew what Octavia was dreaming about last night, but how could she possibly know? Unless she was in contact with Princess Luna, but surely that wasn't the case. Besides, Luna wouldn't reveal something so private, not unless it was important.

"They have been rather pleasant if I'm completely honest." Octavia admitted, shying away her gaze from the dracony hatchling, withdrawing in on herself. As she moved to cover her body, a nervous habit of hers, she was caught off guard by the fact her tits had returned back to normal, having still been enlarged yesterday. Absently, her hands started to massage them, trying to bring back the same sensation as before.

"Missing something?" Sapphire asked, her voice outwardly sweet but yet vibrating with glee.

"I...uh...oh..." Octavia whimpered, struggling to understand her own desires. She hadn't thought about it, the idea that she would be seen as obscene was still clear, but then some part of her relished the thought. Ever since that dream, she couldn't get the idea out of her head, of how great it would be to have her tits wrapped around her Dragon Master's cock, to have her body be leered at.

"Oh, I know that look, Tavi." Sweet Melody said, her smile impish and teasing, causing Octavia to flush, as she often did when teased.

"W-What look?" She spluttered, confused and blushing, but that only encouraged Sweet Melody further.

"You remember when I told you you were totally gay?" Sweet Melody asked. Octavia nodded, she had been in complete denial until that point, but Sweet Melody had seen right through you. "And remember when I told you you had a huge crush on Vinyl?"

"Y-Yeah," Octavia admitted nervously, her stomach twisting in anxiety. She remembered it well, Sweet Melody had always been incredibly perceptive of her feelings.

"Well, each of those times you had that lovely, cute, squirmy look on your face, Tavi," Sweet Melody said, pointing at Octavia and barely avoiding bursting out into giggles. "So if we're talking about that massive pair of tits you had before, and you have that look on your face that you get whenever you're in denial about something, what do you think that means?"

Octavia gulped, she knew exactly where her unicorn friend was going with this, but she couldn't bring herself to deny her. The words just couldn't be forced out of her mouth, all Octavia could do was give a stiff, shy nod. Sweet Melody's smile became wolfish, and Sapphire's became triumphant.

"I think you miss that pair of tits on your chest, I bet you were just thinking about how much Vinyl would enjoy fucking you with a body like that." Sweet Melody said, jabbing a finger into Octavia's chest. Octavia jumped, but couldn't deny the accusation.

"It's not Vinyl." She said before she could stop herself. Her eyes widened in shock as she realised what she had just confessed.

Sweet Melody and Sapphire's smiles became, if anything, even wider. "What was that?"

"I believe, she said that she had another person in mind when she was thinking about showing off her sexy body," Sapphire purred, stirring her tea with a teaspoon. "And I think I know exactly whom. Did you really think nopony noticed how you looked at Spike during the Ukuphana?"

"Everypony was doing that," Octavia spluttered, nervously.

"Perhaps everypony has the same dreams, perhaps with my music, you could spread them." Sapphire suggested, causing Octavia to gasp.

"You mean this will happen to other ponies if I play?" Octavia gasped. Sapphire nodded with pride, and Octavia felt her insides burn hot.

"If that is their dream as well, though you might be surprised," Sapphire explained, stretching out a little, her own excellent pair of tits on full display. "It is my dream as well, after all."

Octavia didn't have time to process that new information before Sweet Melody stuffed her gigantic pair of tits into Octavia's face. "You know you want it Tavi. You want the body of the whore, just the kind that'll make a dragon cock stir to attention. And I'm going to tell you, what I told you with Vinyl. Don't hesitate, don't listen to what anypony else thinks, do it and become the sexy fuckdoll you dream of being."

Octavia didn't know why, but she was nodding along to Sweet Melody's words, her face buried into her bust and smiling deliriously. She desperately wanted this, she didn't know why, but she didn't care, she wanted to be a sexy fuckdoll for her Master, and if this music could give it to her, then that's what she'd do.

She put on her headphones, shivering as she heard the perfect melody enter her mind. This time, she kept her mind wide open and allowed the magic and the lyrics to flow into her body. She felt the hands of her friend massage her shoulders, her gigantic tits serving as an excellent pillow for her. Octavia found her cello pressed into her hands by Sapphire, encouraging her to play. To spread the dreams, the lust, the control through her music, and it came second nature to her.

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"Become a whore, surrender to your Master, spread our song, our music, our magic. Let the world worship our Master, as you do too!"

Her body was changing, she became if anything even hornier as her body changed into a walking wet dream. She wondered how her reputation would be affected, how the nobles would whisper about it. She found that the thoughts only made her hornier, to desire it even more. She wanted the whole world to follow in her footsteps, to be a sexy, desirable mare for her Master, to serve her Master. Celestia, she had to share this with Vinyl, make them slaves together.

"I'm a slut, Master's loyal slut, my tits, my ass they're all his to use. I want big tits to wrap around his cock, to be his slave." Octavia muttered as the song came to a finish, her smile wide and delirious. As she took her headphones off, she found both Sapphire and Sweet Melody clapping along.

"That was wonderful, my dear girl, absolutely wonderful," Sapphire cried, filling Octavia with pride, glee and contentment. She knew this time her change would be permanent, and all her inhibitions fell away. When she had played tonight, she had washed away her inhibitions and now had no hesitations any more. "It's getting late, may I walk you home?"

Octavia shrugged and took Sapphire's hand, her body shivering as the beautiful dracony touched her. As they walked, Sapphire suddenly grasped Octavia's shoulder and leaned into her ear, huge tits pressing into her arm, sending Octavia's hormones into overdrive. "So how are you feeling, my dear? Now that we have awakened your true purpose inside you?"

"Great, and horny. So very horny. But what will I tell Vinyl?"

"Tell her nothing for now, but perhaps soon you'll play my lovely song to her and she'll join us." Sapphire purred, her hand delicately pushing under Octavia's skirt, forcing Octavia to bite her lip in order to avoid letting out a squeal. "I have a surprise for you tomorrow, meet me at Sugarcube Corner."

"The strip club?" Octavia gasped, blushing slightly. Sapphire just laughed, waving her hand dismissively.

"Octavia, you just admitted to desiring to be Spike's special little slut, you can't possibly be shy about this," Sapphire said, giggling all the while. "Besides, you might just find a new way to serve your Master."

"I would love that! But I've never even met him." Octavia admitted, carefully looking around to make sure nopony was watching them.

"No need to worry, I can handle that," Sapphire said, then her breath became warm and aroused. "You think you're the first pony who wanted to serve my daddy's dick."

"Daddy?" Octavia asked, shocked as Sapphire walked away, tail seductively swaying as she did so.

"See you tomorrow Octavia." Sapphire said, without requesting or giving an answer, having no doubt that Octavia would be there.

Friday

Octavia would never have been caught dead in a place like this a week ago. She was a respected musician who could easily be considered both a prodigy and one of history's all-time greats. But with that fame came a reputation, and with it came expectations.

But now, Octavia was a new mare, where once she feared being exposed to the world, the thought sent an erotic thrill down her spine. She briefly wondered when her exhibitionist tendencies had arisen, though she suspected it was another secret desire that had been unlocked by Sapphire's music. Speaking of whom, she spotted the intoxicatingly elegant dracony waiting for her outside, drinking up the stares and ogling that her sinfully sexy body naturally drew.

"Octavia, I've been looking forward to you coming," Sapphire purred, taking Octavia in her hand. "Now, let's get you inside. You have a surprise waiting for you and I wouldn't want you to miss it."

Intrigued, Octavia followed the elegant beauty inside the club, eyes drawn to her body even as excitement bubbled within her. As she passed through the cafe front into the club in the back, she found herself bombarded by the intense music of the club. She was no stranger to this kind of music, Vinyl loved to play it all the time at her apartment but all the same. Sapphire raised her hand and the DJ stopped the music. She must have more clout than she had thought.

"My ladies and fellow sluts, I have a special announcement." It was the silky, yet motherly voice of Mrs Cake that spoke through the speakers to the entire audience. "I'm afraid that today my Mistress Luna has requested that I transfer tonight's stripper under her direct command, and I'm obligated to obey. So tonight, this will be the last performance of one of our favourite strippers. So here to give us one last performance, please welcome Sweet Melody!"

"Sweet Melody!?" Octavia gasped, head twisting to the stage so fast she cricked her neck. Mrs Cake hadn't been mistaken, right there on the stage was none other than her friend and band member walking to the pole. Her hair was made up into a lady-like ponytail, wearing nothing but a silk sheet that exposed glimpses of her naked body with every step she took.

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"Hello, my lovely ladies. I have enjoyed stripping for you these last few months, they have truly been the best in my life," she grasped the top of the stripper pole. She noticed Octavia and fluttered her eyelashes at her. “And it seems I have a special guest today.”

“Sweet Melody, what are you doing up there?” Octavia gasped, eyes darting between the smug chuckling of Sapphire and the seductive smile of Sweet Melody. "Did Mrs Cake say that you had been stripping here for weeks?"

Sweet Melody giggled, as she lay against the pole, huge tits rising and falling in rhythm with her breathing, a hypnotic display. "I may have lied when I said I had to perform in Saddle Arabia."

"You lied, you mean you turned down my band to-" Octavia shrieked, anger taking hold of her for a moment.

"To become a whore in our Master's name? Why wouldn't I? I loved playing for you and the nobles of Canterlot, but how could that compare to being a stripper for our Master?" Sweet Melody asked, her legs spread and Octavia could see the cum dripping out of her pussy as she shimmed down the pole. Octavia’s anger became jealousy as she started to wish she could have done the same.

“I know that look on your face Octavia,” Sapphire purred, reaching behind Octavia and taking each of her humungous tits in each hand. "You wish you could join her, you wish you could be my father's slave too."

"Your father?"

Sapphire chuckled. "It would be impossible for me to have such a perfect body were it not grown from my Master's seed and in my perfect mother's womb." She leaned forward, voice brimming with triumph. "But there's no need to be jealous Octavia, you have the same opportunity as her."

Octavia found an envelope stuffed down her cleavage as Sapphire pulled away. Turning to face her, Sapphire simply brimmed with confidence, as she twirled a strand of her hair. "Sweet Melody isn't the only pony who lied to you, I'm afraid. "

Raising an eyebrow, Octavia opened the letter and started to read the copperplate handwriting.

Dear Octavia Melody,

As per the request of the heir Sapphire, it is with much delight that I offer you the chance to become a sex slave for our Master Spike's harem, under my own personal care. I have heard you have magnificent potential to serve our Master and Sapphire has suggested that you might be an excellent bard to play ambience at the opening of my personal Whorepalace.

So, we have been instructed to offer this unique opportunity, by signing this document you will sell yourself into our personal service. In a chain of ownership from myself, Slutprincess Luna, to Mistress Rarity and finally our Master Spike. You will serve in my personal Whorepalace, both as a stripper and to perform music to the attendees. It's quite sure to arouse our audience.

Simply by signing this document, you will seal your fate as our Master Spike's slave. Though we both know your answer, we look forward to hearing your response.

Your future Mistress, Slutprincess of Whores, Luna.

"What is this?" Octavia asked, heart beating against her chest, eager to sign even as her shock filled her.

"It's exactly what it says, I'm afraid I lied to you about the gala, in truth a new strip club, or rather Whorepalace is opening soon and we want you and Sweet Melody to play, and to serve as a whore. To have the Slutprincess of Whores request you as her own slave, is quite an honour. Not least of all having my recommendation." Sapphire explained, smiling brightly. Octavia's eyes flickered to Sweet Melody's who smiled encouragingly. "So, do I have your signature?"

Octavia did not hesitate.

Author's Note

So great news on the artist front. First of all a big thank you to Judoon Warrior as he commissioned two pieces of commissions, also I've gotten several pieces back recently, including the Sapphire image you see here. I've also gotten sketches on both the Sapphire threesome and Mrs Cake hatchling.

I'm so sorry it took so long, but as you can see it was one of my longest chapters yet and I hope it was worth the wait.

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Any suggestions, feedback, and constructive criticism are welcome.