Being given an ancient, mighty, nigh-unbeatable, dark magic tome is something most creatures wouldn’t pass up on using, especially if you’re the only human in a world filled with painfully sexy pastel equines, dragons, and more creatures alike. Being able to warp a pony’s cutie mark and purpose, morphing them into an obedient and lustful slave, was the stuff of dreams - a dream Anon was living.
Time and time again, the dark magic tome corrupted him further, warping his morals and temptations to the extreme. Still, at least he was managing it well. Enslaving five stupendous mares, and nailing his sixth with none other than the Pinkie Pie, he had done well to keep a low profile and expand his dominant dream to new heights.
But everything was bound to catch up to him eventually. He had thought it’d be Princess Twilight Sparkle or Princess Celestia to have him nearly faint with fear - not a queen.
Yet he was now face to face with precisely that. Having disguised herself as a guardsmare, spying on and studying his every action for who knows how long, was none other than Queen Chrysalis. His mind raced, reflecting on where or how he had gone wrong. She made it clear as day - she gave him the book and seemed to have planned all this. Him enslaving Starlight, Mayor Mare, Lightning Dust, and the others - it was all stepping stones towards something she desired.
Cowering back, sweat beading down his forehead, Anon had no option other than to look back into the menacing, dominant gaze of the former changeling queen. Her demeanor, the way she stood about as tall as him, the fact she resisted the book’s magic, how she struck down Sunset and Lightning Dust with ease, and the implications that she was the sole reason he didn’t fail facing Pinkie had sent his mind for a whirlwind.
“I…er…Q-Queen…”
Chrysalis gave an annoyed sigh, facehoofing herself. “Queen Chrysalis. It isn’t hard to pronounce, you worm.”
Behind Anon, sluggishly rising from the blow they had received, Sunset Shimmer and Lightning Dust winced. The sight of the towering changeling before their Master made their guts twist with worry - they lived to serve and, in turn, lived to protect. Still, it seemed they were powerless against the changeling.
“D-did I do something wrong?” Anon stuttered,
Wicked, devilish laughter filled the air as Chrysalis could hardly contain her amusement. She gave no response, simply continuing to chuckle to herself.
“I’ve…I’ve heard stories,” he continued, sheepishly looking up at her. “You lost your hive, your magic was weakened, and you’ve been hiding for a while now. Isn’t that right…?”
Her laughter seized, a scowl forming on the changeling’s face as she snarled. “Yes. Unfortunately, your first slut was the pony who tore everything I worked for apart.”
“H-how?” Sunset stammered, slowly rising to all fours. “I heard you lost everything…how could you stop my magic…”
Chrysalis rose, a condescending look plastering her face. “Because of you.” She raised a foreleg, pointing over at Lightning Dust. “And you.” She waved a foreleg before her in a presenting manner. “And all the rest of you mindless sluts to this pathetic grub,” she snarled, glaring at Anon. “You being the biggest provider.”
“I…” he trailed off, stopping to think momentarily. “Wait, what? Me?” He pointed over at his two slaves. “And them?”
“These mares are dedicating their very existence to you now,” Chrysalis replied, deadpanned. “Unending, unrelenting, unwanted yet immense…love.” She chuckled, turning around and pacing away. “The rawest, purest power source I’ve had in moons, might I add.”
Anon focused on her words, letting them sink in, but he still couldn’t keep his eyes off what was before him. Having turned around, the changeling had unintentionally given him a perfect angle of her ass. Two thick, fat asscheeks built up her flanks, and a light glowing hue of color laid between them. He didn’t know much about changelings, but Chrysalis’ pussy and asshole glowed - tempting beacons of debauchery that attracted his eyes like a moth to a flame.
Her ass was up there with Pinkie Pie’s, very plump and indeed bouncy. He struggled to pry his eyes off her rump, the mesmerizing sight nearly impossible to look away from. Even in such a difficult situation, his lust still ran rampant in his mind. He’d like to assume the book’s power was getting to his head and ego, but deep down, he knew it was just his idiotic lack of self-control.
“And also that.”
His eyes went wide, looking straight up and seeing Chrysalis staring daggers into him over her shoulder.
“Your pathetic, weak will - ironic for the puppet master of a harem of slaves, no?”
“W-what?” he asked, lost to what she meant.
Chrysalis shook her head. “I caught wind of Celestia’s little…ban on ‘getting it on with you,’ as I’m sure you’d call it.” She slowly trotted around Anon, caressing his chest. “Apparently, it was only truly a ‘risk’ to ponies, whatever that meant, but it still reached every last creature she could get the message to.” She flicked his face with her tail, snickering. “Dragons, yaks, gryphons, zebras, and, of course, changelings.”
Anon pondered for a moment. That rule mainly applied to only ponies? Did Celestia’s ban on him have to relate to something he could do to them? Every last creature she could reach knew?
“The buck are you getting at?!” Lightning Dust blurted out, finally speaking up.
Chrysalis shot her a look, unamused. “I was rather shocked he’d go for such an egotistical whore like you - you’re even worse than that rainbow-maned pest. Be quiet, or I’ll make sure your Master won’t have a cock for you to worship anymore.”
Lightning Dust shied away as Anon nervously grabbed his groin, all while Chrysalis chuckled to herself.
“Like I was saying, I knew. I also knew you’d be eager; desperate for any satisfaction besides your meek little hands stroking you off~” She shrouded his hands in her magic, teasingly caressing them. “When I found the book in that ancient temple, I knew you’d be the perfect target~”
Anon took a quick mental note, finally getting a rough idea of where the book originated. He blinked wildly, glancing over at the tome on his table. “Why me?! Couldn’t you have just done it yourself?”
“The unicorn made a point earlier,” she countered, gesturing towards Sunset. “I was truthfully…powerless.” She trotted over towards the book, placing a hoof on it. “I wouldn’t be able to disguise myself for long, let alone summon the magic needed to use these spells - but you were a prime target for me to orchestrate everything with. You’re a, what, human, is it? You have no magic resistance, no innate magic - it could corrupt your morals and thoughts faster than it would have any other creature.”
He recoiled, gnawing his lip and eyeing the book. “Corrupted me?”
“You weren’t a badindividual doing such awful things before all this, no?” she asked. “Would you have ever seen yourself rewriting mares’ entire existences to be cock-hungry, obedient fucktoys for you? Even when they resisted and didn’t want it?” She chuckled, winking at him. “Though I must say I love when you ruin their minds with them knowing and resisting. That adorable dynamic shift into becoming a bitch to you is awfully cute~”
“So…the book…”
Chrysalis nodded. “It warped your morals. Shifted your logic and reasoning to be self-indulgent, greedy, and overall simply wrong - it made you the perfect pawn.”
Anon’s mind raced, his entire world spinning out of control. The book had warped him like he had worried about on occasion. Dark magic wasn’t to be trifled with, and even if he wasn’t getting any worse, the book shifted something in him way back. He wanted to enslave more mares, ruin them and make them his, and gain more power - all things he’d have never even thought of before he enslaved Starlight.
His actions and decisions had been getting influenced, but there was no going back at this point. This was him now, a scandalous villain turning mares into sex slaves. He couldn’t even deny that it was a more eventful and better life; truthfully, he didn’t really mind, but perhaps it was the book’s influence talking. Still, he did find this lifestyle more appealing - bar the constant risk of being sent to the moon or the menacing former queen before him.
“You used me?” he grumbled, glancing up at her.
“Awww, don’t be so modest!” Chrysalis teased, pinching his cheek with her green aura. “I’m still going to be using you, and you’ll be helping me.”
He brushed off his cheek, his previous fear morphing into contempt. “With what?”
“Why, restarting my hive, of course~”
“What!?” Sunset blurted out from behind, concern littering her face.
Chrysalis rolled her eyes, scowling at the unicorn. “Relax, I’m not using any of you sluts as broodmares - not yet, at least.” She glanced back at Anon, flicking her long tongue out at him. “I intend for you to amass more slaves, so their love can fuel me to the point where I can take back what’s mine.”
“You want to conquer Equestria?” Lightning Dust asked, tilting her head curiously.
Chrysalis shrugged. “Eventually, yes, but I aim to retake my hive for now. Once that’s accomplished, your ‘Master’ will assist me further."
“So, what now?” Anon sighed, glancing over at her.
The changeling tittered, dragging a hoof up his chest and lifting his chin. “Now? Now you get to see what it’s like to be a slave.”
A shiver ran up Anon’s spine, hearing the devious tone in her words. He nearly froze in place, gulping as she stared daggers into him. She radiated with an aura that felt unstoppable. She was immune to the book, as it only affected ponies, which meant he was powerless. Starlight and Sunset likely had more than enough combined magic to outright forcefully stop her, but without the book enslaving her, they’d never be able to safely let her go.
Gulping, he pressed her. “What…what does that mean?”
Chrysalis rolled her eyes, glowering at him. “You work for me now. You and your worthless whores will listen to everything I say, and I will use you and them however I please.” She leaned forward, smirking as she stared daggers into him. “If that’s a problem, I'm sure the royal guard won’t mind figuring out your actions. Sure, my plan would be foiled, but your life would be over.”
Raising his hands in surrender, Anon sighed. “Alright, alright, fine.” He crossed his arms, his fears replaced entirely with mild confusion and annoyance. “So, who exactly do you want me to use the book on? Don’t you have enough magic to use it yourself now?”
“I would if I could,” Chrysalis grumbled, trotting over and tapping the tome. “But it’s bonded with you and, in turn, your slaves. No pony or creature can use it outside of your control.” She bared her fangs at him. “Let me tell you, if I didn’t have to still commerce with a stain like you, I wouldn’t be here.”
“Appreciate the kind words…” he mumbled, sighing to himself. “But you didn’t answer the first part of my question.”
She pursed her lips, tapping her chin. “Truthfully? I don’t quite care who you claim. Their lives and minds are unimportant - I only care for their love. Claiming Twilight Sparkle and her friends would be optimal, but you nearly failed with the first and arguably easiest one.”
“Wouldn’t Fluttershy be rather easy?” Sunset chimed in, recoiling as Chrysalis whirled her attention toward her.
“Oh?” the queen snarled, scowling at her. “You mean the pegasus who has the Lord of Chaos looming over her every action?” She hissed at the unicorn, rolling her eyes. “Unless he’s away in some manner, I’d prefer you don’t guarantee a swift defeat.”
Anon raised a brow, realizing that Discord hadn’t caught on to such odd magic running amok. “How exactly doesn’t he know already?”
“That is a question I actually cannot answer,” Chrysalis shot back, eyeing the book. “Whatever is in that thing, it’s invisible to even him.” A wicked smile split her muzzle, an idea forming in her head. “You know…he was part of that group that ruined my hive.”
Anon waved his hands in front of him, shaking his head. “Noooo way! You’re not telling me to-“
“Of course I’m not saying to go after him, you moron,” she growled, stamping her hoof against the ground. “There was another in that group…a rather dramatic mare, but a prime target.”
Anon rubbed the back of his head, trying to catch on. “Sorry, but who?”
“I actually do have one pony I wish for you to take, and let’s have her be a priority~” she cooed, leaning down and leveling her face with him. “Your first bitchshould have all the information you need on her~”
Finally catching on, Anon perked up. “Wait, you don’t mean…”
“Trixie?”
Tilting her head curiously, Starlight joined Anon on his bed. Sweat ran down her form, a fresh deposit of cum drooling from her depths as she gingerly lapped her Master’s shaft. Having been brought up to speed, learning who gave him the book and the plan behind it, she was still somewhat taken aback overall.
Grumbling to himself, stroking his first slave’s mane lightly, Anon laid back on his pillow. “She wants me to target her, yeah. Some kind of revenge plot.”
“I mean, Trixie is hot,” Starlight noted, raising a brow. “Chrysalis isn’t going to hurt her if you enslave her, is she?”
Anon shook his head. “Nah. She hasn’t hurt you, and after she mentioned Trixie, I made her promise to not go too far with anything.”
Suckling on one of his nuts, shivering from head to hoof, Starlight hummed to herself before pulling away. “Well, I'm all for enslaving her, Master!” She chuckled awkwardly. “Well, y’know, besides the whole giving Chrysalis more power and forcing you to work as a slave parts of all this…”
“What part exactly are you all for then?” Anon asked, deadpanned.
“Sharing the bliss of being your bitch with her, that’s what!” she exclaimed, perking up. “Becoming your sex slave was the greatest thing to happen to me! No more thinking, no more resistance, no more -“
“Free will, yeah, I got it,” he grumbled, rubbing the bridge of his nose.
Usually, he lavished hearing these things from her and the rest of his slaves, but today he wasn’t in much of a mood for anything. Finding out he had been tricked all along, degraded, and reduced to being someone else’s servant, ruined the entire mojo he had been carrying around. Though he loved and genuinely cared for Starlight and his collection of sluts, they were a painful reminder of his foolishness.
Starlight pursed her lip, moving away from his groin, resting on his chest, and looking up at him. “Master, are you alright? I know how you are when you’re all fussy over something.”
“I’m fine, yeah,” he replied, looking down at her. “Just…thinking is all.”
Her obedient, heart-filled eyes met him, filling his depths with a lustful heat. True, he may have been deceived, but he was tricked into one hell of a euphoric plot. He had a harem of obedient sex slaves that he had claimed, savoring their bodies as much as he wished. Guiding his hand down her body, he gripped her fat ass, feeling her up as he reminded himself of all the good things he was getting from all this.
Sighing, he used his other hand to pet her mane. “I love having you and the rest of the girls as my slaves, don’t get me wrong, but…just knowing that book changed me and that Chrysalis is using me…”
“But now you can use me and the others because of it,” Starlight cooed, sliding her winking cunt along his shaft, traces of cum from her earlier creampie drooling from her depths. “So it’s not all bad~”
The sensation of her slick lower lips guiding themselves over his length sent a thrilled shiver through Anon’s spine. That lustful side of him pushed past his worries. Even though the book had seemingly warped him, he was very fond of the acquisitions his new moral compass led him to. Working for Chrysalis didn’t change much, regardless. He’d still be enslaving and fucking mares, and that’s all that mattered to him in reality.
“You’re right, slut,” he replied, smacking her ass and smiling. “Adding more fucktoys to the collection is always a good thing.”
Starlight gnawed her lip, slowly sliding up and leveling his cock with her cunt. “Mhm, ~ And Trixie would make for a great cumdump!”
“Oh? So quick to be fond of dooming your best friend to permanent, mindless obedience?” He grabbed her hips, prodding her winking entrance. “With that mentality, I’d take it you’re nothing but a whore!”
Her eyes fluttered, feeling his tip slowly entering her depths. “Your whore, Master.” She swayed her hips, groaning as she felt him grip her asscheek. “And I’m just eager to see that bitch be made into your bitch~”
Anon smacked her ass, earning a yelp from the unicorn. “Bitch huh? Not a very nice word to use for a friend.”
“I mean it in an endearing way~” Starlight moaned, her breathing unsteady as he slid into her. “She’s pretentious, definitely a bit of a pain in the flank at times, but she’s an amazing friend ~ Ahn! So amazing that I want her to experience the joys of being a fucktoy too! Plus, she and I make a great team~”
He took a sharp breath, feeling inch after inch of his cock entering her velvety, warm depths. “Well then, how should we go about it?”
“Ahn ~ Let’s see…” Starlight moaned, slowly beginning to ride him. “Since I don’t have any assignments for Twilight, today, Trixie - nngh - asked me to help her practice a few new tricks.”
Anon matched her motions, driving up into her whenever she moved back down. “So she’ll be alone?”
“And willing to try new things out,” Starlight cooed, sitting up and putting her forehooves on his chest, picking up her tempo. “I’ve - huff - got a few ideas for her enslavement.”
Their slow romp quickly escalated to intense rutting, with Starlight slamming down on him with everything she had. Her tits bounced, cum gushed from her depths, and she had an expression that spoke volumes.
Anon reciprocated her efforts. After giving her asscheeks a few slaps, he caressed her back, hips, and flanks. Slowly feeling her up, he felt her shiver and clench down on him. They continued rutting without speaking for a few minutes, working up a sweat as they filled one another with immense pleasure.
“I’m sure we’ll show her a few new tricks~” Anon cooed, smirking up at her.
Leaning forward and pecking her Master on the lips, Starlight smirked. “Nnngh ~ So, should we get to it then?”
“Not just yet,” Anon replied, slamming into her and earning a deep moan. “I think I’ll fill your womb up again first~”
“Oh?~” Starlight moaned, smiling down at him devilishly. “I’d love that, Master.”
Leaning over the counter of Sugarcube Corner, Anon grumbled to himself and eyed the clock. After having a bit more fun with Starlight, she washed up and set out to find her friend. The plan was to meet back up at Sugarcube Corner, but nearly an hour had passed since the unicorn left.
“You okay, Master?”
He was swiftly pulled from his thoughts as Pinkie Pie’s concerned voice rang out. Leaning back and peering under the counter, he saw the party pony and Mrs. Cake lapping at his shaft. The two worked in tandem, one deepthroating him while the other worshiped his nuts - creating a pleasurable, united effort.
Gnawing his lip to fend off a soft moan, Anon nodded. “Yeah, I’m fine, Pinks.” He reached down, scruffing her mane. “You’re serving me well, slut.” He eyed Mrs. Cake, making sure to also give her an affectionate pet. “And so are you, my sexy milf~”
Mrs. Cake popped one of his nuts out of her mouth, smiling up at him. “Thank you, Master!” She quickly gave his balls a flurry of quick licks. “It’s been swell having Pinkie be a fellow slave!”
“Oh yeah!” Pinkie chirped, giggling as she swirled her tongue around his tip. “We’ve had so much fun talking about your dick, how super duper amazing it feels to have your cum inside us, how we wish we could be getting railed by you nonstop, how hot it is to know you rewrote our minds to - glk!”
Anon grabbed Pinkie’s mane and shoved her head forward, silencing her as his shaft slipped down her throat. She seemed surprised initially, but as her eyes fluttered, she took the hint, soon bobbing her head back and forth on her own volition. Her Master deemed worshiping him more important than speaking, and she’d fulfill whatever satisfied him most.
Mrs. Cake blushed, looking up at Anon. “She’s telling the truth, you know…” She drifted closer to his nuts as Pinkie throated him just above her. “We just can’t get enough of you, Master~”
Anon winced with pleasure as he felt her engulf one of his nuts in her maw, expertly suckling on it. She and Pinkie made for a painfully pleasurable duo, which he had been savoring since he arrived. When he came, he was fast to pump both their snatches full of his spunk, and now he was dealing with the intense sensation of them cleaning him off.
Wet slurps and quiet moans filled the air. Sugarcube Corner wasn’t all too busy today, which meant he could indulge himself in his two slaves as much as he’d like until Starlight arrived. It wasn’t long until he was nearing his limit, with the two mares serving him with everything they had. Gnawing his lip, he felt his balls ache, but he couldn’t cum yet.
“Hey, Anon!”
His attention shot upwards as he saw Starlight slip into the shop. Knowing what her arrival meant, Mrs. Cake and Pinkie Pie worked slower, serving him as quietly yet effectively as possible. Sure enough, coming in right after the unicorn was Trixie.
“And why are we here?” the magician grumbled, eyeing her friend. “We’re supposed to be practicing!”
Starlight eyed the unicorn, gesturing over toward Anon. “Because Anon asked to do stuff with me today, and I figured it’d be fun to have him help! Plus, a possible audience means more feedback, right?”
Trixie eyed him, looking him up and down before shrugging. “I suppose you’re right. I never understood why you and him get along so well - especially when you have such a grrrrrreat and powerful friend like me!”
“Trixie, you realize I have other friends, right?”
“Oh you get the point.”
Hearing the two mares’ bickering made Anon smirk, though his smile morphed into a grimace as he felt Pinkie hilt his entire length within her maw.
Trixie sniffed the air, raising a brow. “It smells, really… sweet?”
“You are in a sweet shop,” Starlight mumbled.
“I know, but it’s way stronger…” Trixie continued, gnawing her lip. Shifting her hind legs together, a subtle blush creeping into her cheeks, she swiftly turned away. “Whatever! Let’s just - erm - get to my wagon, okay?”
As she turned, Anon caught the clear sight of her tail fidgeting. Below it, her slightly dampened marehood was visible, confirming to Anon that the scent of Mrs. Cake and Pinkie’s arousal had struck her. Laying just above it, the unicorn’s backdoor looked as tantalizing as he had hoped. Her rump was certainly plump, a fair bit bigger than Starlight’s. Each step she made as she exited the shop made those flanks subtly jiggle, ushering him to lick his lips.
“You go on ahead, Trixie,” Starlight informed with a smile. “I’ll catch up to you with Anon in a sec!”
Waving her friend a brief goodbye, her smile morphed into a scrunched muzzle as she glared back at Anon. “Master, do you know how hard it is to keep my act together around you as is?” She trotted towards him, slipping behind the counter and eyeing the two mares serving him. “Now imagine how hard it was when I can literally smell just how much those two enjoy blowing you!” She pouted her lips. “Why are you even having them do that?! It’s a huge risk!”
“Well, for one,” Anon started, raising a finger, “you took way too long to get here.”
Starlight blushed. “S-sorry…Trixie just made me fix one of the wheels on her wagon and -“
“And two,” he cut her off, “these two were awfully eager for some dick. How do you expect me to deny such tempting sluts?”
“Well…” Starlight trailed off, glancing down at his length as Pinkie pulled away from it.
“It’s so much fun to suck this fatdick Master has!” she cheered, catching Anon off-guard with her sudden crude outburst. “Like super duper amazing!”
“But it’s even better to share with fellow slaves,” Mrs. Cake cooed, winking at Starlight. “Especially the mare that helped make me into one~”
“Oh! Oh!” Pinkie perked up, kissing Anon’s tip before throwing the unicorn a beaming smile. “Which means you kinda, sorta made me a slave too! ‘Cause if you made Mrs. Cake a slave, and then got to use Sugarcube Corner because of that, then you’re why I got tricked into becoming Master’s slave!” She giggled, stroking Anon’s shaft with her hoof. “That’s super confusing buuuut still hot!”
Anon saw Starlight nearly drooling at the sight of his goods, giving him an idea. “She’s right, you know.” He pulled his hips away from the two earth ponies, beginning to stroke himself. “Why don’t you enjoy a treat with them?~”
Pinkie and Mrs. Cake caught on to what their Master was planning. Shimmying apart, they left a gap between them, glancing back at Starlight and silently inviting her in. As much as Starlight wanted to focus on the task she and Anon were supposed to complete, she couldn’t deny just how much she desired her Master. He had reshaped her mind all those days ago, and now, much to her glee, she lived to serve and please him. No amount of determination she gained could resist his cock - especially when the promise of being blessed with his seed was before her.
The unicorn couldn’t resist, not that she wanted to or even had the option to. Her endless lust for her Master drove her setting aside everything she had been focusing on and hastily trotted over to them. Shimmying between the other two mares, pressing the sides of her flanks against theirs, she lined herself up with them. Watching him stroking his shaft, she, alongside Pinkie and Mrs. Cake, opened their mouths and awaited his essence.
They didn’t have to wait for long as, with a grunt, he brought himself to a climax. Ropes of cum shot out of his member, painting their faces and gracing their mouths. He unloaded a massive volume of spunk, giving each nearly half a mouthful of cum while leaving several spots of their faces coated in his baby batter. Greedily, they all hastily swallowed his seed, shivering with delight as they did so. Basking in the moment, they looked at one another, noted the cum on each other’s faces, and acted.
Starlight moved toward Mrs. Cake, lapping up the vestiges of their reward off her cheek, as the older mare did the same with Pinkie, and Pinkie did the same to Starlight. Hungrily licking up every last bit of Anon’s seed, giggling and shivering joyfully, they finally stopped as they left one another spotless.
“Sweet peaches, that was an amazing treat, Master~” Mrs. Cake cooed, licking her lips.
Pinkie nodded in agreement. “Mhm! That’s better than anything I could make! Master’s cum is the best!”
“Thank you, Master,” Starlight followed, smiling at him. Coming to her senses, trying to think straight through her undying lust, she eyed him. “So…Trixie?”
Anon reached down and ruffled her mane, earning an adorable chuckle from the unicorn. “Yup ~ Let’s get to it.” Taking a step back, he looked between Mrs. Cake and Pinkie Pie, moving to pet both their manes. “You two girls behave yourselves ~ After all, you’ve got a sweet shop to run!” He shot them a wink, snickering. “Maybe once I’m done adding the newest member to our group, I’ll come stop by after hours~”
The two earth ponies beamed at his remark, their excitement skyrocketing to new heights. Looking at each other giddily, they nodded in understanding before a loud beep from the kitchen caught everyone’s attention.
“Oh, biscuits!” Mrs. Cake blurted out, scurrying from under the counter and towards the kitchen. “I’ve got to finish the cupcakes! Pinkie, come help me!”
In a flash, that plump rump of hers moved out of view, the sound of clattering plates and pans soon following.
Pinkie giggled, sticking her tongue out at Anon. “Well, guess that means we’ll see you later, Nonny - er - Master!” She got up herself, making her way toward the kitchen and chuckling. “Sorry ~ I guess I’m still new to being your property, hehe. Cut me a break, though, since I’m still your newest!”
“I’d never get mad at you for that, Pinkie,” Anon sighed, smiling and shaking his head. “I’ll check in with you two later!”
Blowing him a kiss, Pinkie hummed to herself. At the same time, she bounced towards the kitchen, intentionally flaunting her jiggling ass at Anon as she did. Her efforts bore fruit, as his eyes were lasered on those bouncing cheeks until she finally left.
“Since when were you this cutesy?” Starlight muttered, already standing upright again. “C‘mon, let’s go.”
Already working on putting his pants back on, Anon pouted over at her. “What? Am I not allowed to be flirty and stuff with you slaves?” He pointed an accusatory finger at her. “That book might have turned me into a sex-craving, mare-enslaving villain, but I’ll be damned if I don’t show you adorable girls the love you deserve!”
“Being you essentially fucked our minds into permanent submission without our permission, it’s a bit messed up when you think about it,” Starlight teased, playfully nudging his arm. “I mean, I do love the affection from you, Master, and I’m sorry if I seem grumpy. It’s just that we have a painfully impatient unicorn waiting for us, and I’m honestly pretty eager to see her join us!”
He placed a hand on her rump, sliding down until his fingers slid along her slavering, winking marehood. “I can tell~”
“Nnnngh ~ I can’t handle any more teasing right now,” she groaned, pressing her ass back into his hand. “Goddess, I need your cock, Master - ahn!”
Giving her asscheek a firm smack, Anon pulled his hand away. “I’ll fill you to the brim sometime soon.” He swayed a hand in front of him and threw her a wink. “For now, lead the way to dear old Trixie.”
Gnawing her lip, that pained pleasure of his strike running through her, Starlight complied. His teasing was always fun yet torturous, messing with her reshaped mind in ways that made her yearn for him somehow more than she already did. Still, she could taunt him right back and often lavished in it.
Watching her wheel around, Anon noted that she was doing precisely that. Swaying her hips and emphasizing every step she made, she ensured her flanks bounced right before his eyes. She flagged her tail briefly, showing off her tantalizing goods, before sticking her tongue out at him and opening the door.
It took more restraint than Anon would like to admit to not pin her against the wall and rail her there and then. Though, the prospect of a new slave helped him keep his composure. As the two left Sugarcube Corner, they briefly strolled through town. He kept his eyes glued to her rump for nearly the entire walk, barely realizing they were heading toward the outskirts of Ponyville.
Prying his gaze off Starlight’s juicy assets, Anon looked up to see Trixie’s wagon in the distance. “Why are we so far out?”
“Sorry, were you intending to plow and enslave her in the middle of town?” Starlight replied, deadpanned. “We’re far enough from town that nopony will come across us. The last thing you wanna do is get caught.”
“Fair enough,” he surrendered, following her as they approached the magician’s home.
Muffled mumbling and frustrated groans met them, soon followed by what sounded like a bunch of boxes tumbling over. A thick cloud of smoke poofed out of the door as Trixie swung it open, wheezing for air as she did.
“There - ack - you are! What the - cough - took you so long!” She waved a hoof before her, shooing away the colorful smog she had accidentally unleashed. “I could've used your help getting these smoke bombs!”
Starlight held back a laugh, seeing her friend’s chaotic state. “Sorry! Anon and I were just talking about some personal stuff.”
“Uh-huh,” Trixie grumbled, raising a brow. “Well, whatever. Trixie has a show to put on, and she must practice it!” She fumbled with a few boxes she pulled out of her wagon, rapidly presenting their contents. “So what do you think we should do first? Detachable hoof? Illusion spells…that you’ll have to do for me as my grrrreat and powerful assistant! Oh! Oh! We also can try the table of -“
“Actually, could you grab that saddlebag I brought earlier?” Starlight interrupted.
Tilting her head curiously, Trixie complied. Funneling magic into her horn, she peeked her head into her wagon, found her target, and slowly began levitating it toward her. Eyeing the plain, blue bag, she wheeled around and presented it to her friend.
“What’s even in here?” she asked, eyeing the satchel. “And how is it soooo important you just had to cut me off.”
Grabbing the bag, Starlight shot her a wink. “Cause it’s a magic trick that’ll blow ponies' minds~”
Anon couldn’t help but notice the mare’s tail flicking much more now, her growing excitement becoming clear as day. He was given occasional glimpses of her now wantonly winking marehood. As the scent of raspberry met his sinuses, he knew that whatever she was scheming was working her up.
Fighting the urge to eye up his slave’s ass, lest Trixie notice and say something, he watched as Starlight carefully opened the bag. Catching a devious smirk split her muzzle, his curiosity grew as he saw her pull out a silver, ornate pocket watch. Connected to a chain of the same material, she wielded the trinket with pride.
“There we are! The first trick of your new show!” she proclaimed, waggling an eyebrow at Trixie.
The magician didn’t look entertained, glowering at the pocket watch. “Any magician knows what that would be used for.” She pursed her lips, rolling her eyes. “Hypnosis, right? Everypony knows it doesn’t work. I don’t see how this would be the grand act of my next show.”
Hearing Trixie utter the word ‘hypnosis’ sent a surge of panic through Anon. He knew she was just referring to the general magic show trick. Still, with how close of a call Pinkie had been and the recent development with Chrysalis, he felt a touch on edge. Taking a moment to compose himself, he calmed his nerves. He had every reason to trust in Starlight. Eyeing the pocket watch, he began to hypothesize what the mare was up to. She seemed extremely eager, and, having brought the cursed book with him, he was curious if she’d be trying out a new spell.
“A-ta-ta, Trixie,” Starlight tutted, shaking her head. “This trick will be perfect for the show! Think about it! An easy way to engage the audience, simple, not complicated at all to perform, and sure to surprise the crowd once it’s done!”
“But it’s not real, Starlight,” Trixie grumbled, rolling her eyes. “I mean, yeah, my shows are all about misdirection, but how the hay are we supposed to hypnotize somepony when doing that with a stupid watch isn’t possible!”
Starlight simply flickered magic into her horn. “Trixie, did you forget that I have magic? And I’m pretty good at messing with ponies’ minds? The village, the spell I used on Twilight’s friends, etcetera.” She tapped the pocket watch, smirking. “I can easily enchant the watch so it’ll subtly hypnotize whoever volunteers to be a part of the trick! Make them act some ways, say some stuff, and tah-dah! Perfect trick.”
“Hmmm…fair point,” Trixie hummed, looking between the watch and her assistant. “A great and powerful show requires tricks of the same caliber, but this has to be good. Are you sure it’ll be good?” She pointed a foreleg at Starlight. “As in you being able to make the spell work,” she then gestured towards Anon, “and it wowing the audience.”
“Well, that’s why we’re practicing!” Starlight happily replied. “I’ll test the trick on you, and then Anon will give us some direct feedback~”
Finally, Anon caught on to what she was scheming. “Yeah, that sounds like a good idea to me!” He smiled at Trixie. “I promise to be as honest as possible with my reaction.”
Trixie looked between the two before eyeing the pocket watch. “Well…alright.” She trotted up towards Starlight, whispering into her ear. “Just don’t make me do anything embarrassing if this even works.”
“Don’t worry, you’ll love what I have planned,” Starlight murmured back, fighting to keep her tail from flagging itself.
Sighing to herself, a touch uneasy with the idea of possibly being hypnotized, Trixie took a few steps back. Glancing around nervously, briefly eyeing Anon worriedly, she gulped.
“Alright, you m-may try it,” she stammered, taking a deep breath and composing herself, “but don’t expect it to work on somepony as grrrrreat and powerful as Trixie!”
Starlight smirked, channeling magic into the pocket watch. Moving closer to her friend, she held it up in the air by its chain, allowing it to begin swinging from side to side. The magic shrouding it intensified, an array of colors flowing over it as Trixie locked her eyes on it.
“Keep your eyes on it, Trixie,” Starlight informed, her tail gradually rising as she couldn’t hide her excitement.
Trixie followed her instructions, nodding subtly as her eyes followed the pendulum. “Alright, if you say so.”
Anon quietly watched from afar, keeping a close eye on Trixie’s demeanor. After the first few seconds flew by, he took notice of the unicorn’s posture relaxing. The watch’s magic aura intensified, and he could’ve sworn he saw Trixie’s eyes flash with some kind of arcane effect.
“Relax, let your mind fall into a deep state of submission,” Starlight commanded. “Let the warm embrace of it consume you. It’ll be a fun trick to hear about.”
Trixie’s eyes began to glaze over as her jaw slackened. “Fun trick…embrace submission.”
Starlight's tail was now entirely flagged, knowing her friend was too enthralled to notice it. With each swing of the pocket watch, her marehood winked, a constant trail of arousal drooling out of its depths.
“No more thinking. Let Mistress Starlight take control,” she continued, licking her lips.
Trixie’s entire body relaxed, leaning forward yet keeping her eyes on the watch. “No more thinking…for Mistress.”
“And more importantly, Master,” Starlight cooed, gesturing towards Anon. “Your Mistress is Master Anon’s bitch.”
“Master Anon’s b…bi…nnngh,” Trixie cringed, seemingly trying to resist the statement. “N-no…why’re…”
Anon raised a brow, worried. “Starlight…”
“Just hang on,” she growled, funneling more magic into the tool. “Let go and succumb ~ It’s a lovely feeling, right?”
Trixie’s straining lessened a portion, yet she still looked worried. “It’s…a nice feeling, but Trixie isn’t his…b-bitch…”
“Alright, no more messing around~” The magic in the watch intensified tenfold as Starlight glowered at her friend. “You are his bitch, just like me. Obey.”
“B-but…h-haaaa,” Trixie tried to resist before her eyes glazed over entirely. “Trixie is Anon’s bitch, just like Starlight.” A small smile formed on her face. “Trixie obeys.”
Starlight looked her friend up and down, ensuring the desired effect had occurred. The dopey smile, glazed-over eyes, and relaxed demeanor indicated the hypnotic spell had worked. It wasn’t as powerful or permanent as the book's magic, but it could suffice for now.
“You will remain in a trance until Master or I give you a specific command to snap you out of it, do you understand?”
“Yes, Trixie obeys.”
Satisfied with the results, Starlight levitated the watch towards her and stashed it into her bag. Having done this, Trixie stood at attention, remaining motionless as she stared at nothing in particular.
“Hehe, alright, Master,” Starlight tittered. “She’s all yours for about an hour. After that, she’ll snap out of it entirely.”
Anon struggled to make out her words, lost in the wonder of what happened. He hadn’t expected to find Starlight being so dominant that hot, but what he had just witnessed was painfully arousing. The way her excitement was evident, her voice's authoritative tone, and her sheer dedication to sending her friend down the path of permanent servitude was a wondrous blend.
“Good girl, Starlight,” he eventually replied, standing up and walking toward the two ponies. Reaching down and squeezing his slave’s ass, he winked at her. “Looks like I’ll be fucking you silly again soon as a reward~”
Starlight moaned as she felt him grip her asscheek, shaking her head and doing her best to calm herself. “Nnnf ~ You’ve got to make Trixie your slut first!” She pointed over at the entranced mare. “She’s in a trance; she’ll mindlessly listen and obey any commands you give her.”
Anon raised a brow, letting go of Starlight’s flank and moving toward Trixie. “Is that so? And she’s like this for an hour at most?”
“Mhm ~ Give it a try!” Starlight confirmed.
Taking up her offer, eyeing the adorable magician before him, Anon smirked. “Trixie, turn around and present yourself to me.”
“Yes, Master,” she emptily replied.
Without any hesitation, Trixie quickly turned around. She obeyed his command, pressing her torso to the ground, raising her ass, spreading her legs, and finally flagging her tail.
Anon was presented with what threw him for a loop earlier. Her dripping pussy, her perky ponut, and her surprisingly fat ass were all he could focus on. Her marehood glistened with subtle arousal, her clit partially engorged as he could only assume she had gotten turned on in the process of being hypnotized. That asshole of hers glistened as well, a small portion of sweat making it seem all the more tempting.
Shockingly, however, was the size of her ass. He hadn’t expected it, but with a better view of it, it was apparent that her rump was fairly bigger than Starlight’s, possibly surpassing Mayor Mare’s. Two perfect, plump, blue mounds of flesh built up Trixie’s asscheeks, shimmering in the afternoon sun as a small amount of sweat had built up from her brief struggle.
Seeing such a juicy rump presented to him, Anon couldn’t resist. “Trixie, be a good girl and shake that ass for me~”
“Yes, Master.”
Another empty reply was followed by a satisfying clap, the unicorn’s plump cheeks smacking together as she began to follow her order. Mindlessly bouncing her flanks, she threw her ass back with a constant tempo, staring into space as she did. Each motion she made led to her rump jiggling wondrously, a sight to behold for any creature graced with it.
Seizing the opportunity, Anon came up behind her. Watching her flanks go to work, he shifted his hips and slapped his cock between her bouncing cheeks. Her holes ground against his length, teasing both him and her every time his tip taunted one of her entrances. With every thrust back she made, her flanks would caress his shaft, their plumpness adding an extra element to the blind.
Hearing a moan to his side, he turned his attention towards it. Resting against a tree, furiously rubbing her snatch, was Starlight. She was transfixed on the sight before her, jaw slack and nearly drooling as she was wholly in love with the debaucherous view. Anon had known she seemed eager, but he had no clue she’d be this excited to see the process of her friend’s fall.
Enjoying the pseudo lap dance he was receiving, Anon pressed Trixie’s hypnotized state for answers. “Hey, Trixie, what do you think of me?”
Her motions didn’t slow, still twerking on his cock. “Trixie has always thought you were weird, and she doesn’t enjoy having you around.” Her breath hitched momentarily as his tip slid against her ponut. “I’ve never been too fond of you and always disliked Starlight hanging out with you. When she told me you were tagging along today, I hated it.”
“Is that so?” Anon pressed, smacking her flank. “Or is there more?”
His smack didn’t earn a reaction, as her cheeks continued to clap around his shaft. “Your arrival took the spotlight of my grrrreat and powerful show. Ponies were so fascinated with you - including Starlight. You aren’t special; I’m the special one. You’re just weird, while I’m somepony who matters.”
Anon rolled his eyes, seeing how she kept her over-the-top usage of ‘great’ and signature pretentiousness. Even when she was hypnotized, her ego didn’t falter, which made him want to claim her all the more. Still, seeing a mare as full of herself break was an excellent concept; at that moment, an idea struck him.
“Starlight, I’ve got a question,” he called out.
Slowing down her masturbatory efforts, Starlight replied. “Haaa ~ Yes, Master?”
“Could I let her have her mind and such back but have her body still obey me?” he asked, licking his lips as he watched Trixie‘s flanks bounce.
A smirk split Starlight’s muzzle. “Kind of like how we enslaved Lightning Dust? Yeah, you could!~”
Anon didn’t reply, simply letting his thoughts marinate in his head as he watched Trixie mindlessly continue grinding against him. Her body was top-notch, and he knew she was going to make a wonderful slave, but first, he was going to savor the process of actually making her one of his bitches. He smacked her asscheeks again, his lust growing beyond his own self-control.
“Trixie?”
She continued staring ahead, her ear twitching as he said her name. “Yes, Master?”
“I want you to wake up, but only in terms of being conscious. Your body will still obey me. You’ll be able to think, talk, and look around on your own free will, but the rest of you will be controlled by me.” He raised a hand, pressing two fingers together. “When I snap my fingers, you’ll awake.”
With his final detail, he snapped. In an instant, Trixie’s eyes lost their glazed-over look, returning to their lively and active selves. Blinking wildly, Trixie groaned, shaking her head as she returned to her senses. Her eyes shot wide open within a few moments, and she glanced over her shoulder, bewildered.
“W-what is this?!” she blurted out, looking at her rump grinding against Anon and then up at him. “G-get off of Trixie!”
Anon shrugged, sticking his tongue out at her. “Whatcha mean? You’re the one giving me a lap dance!”
The unicorn’s face strained as she desperately tried to will her body to move, though it simply refused. His shaft teasing her entrances sent bolts of pleasure through her body, coaxing a small moan from her lips. Still, the feeling and sound of her body grinding on him against her will filled her with ire.
“I…I can’t move! What have you done?!” she growled, glaring back at him. “You - hah - will regret doing this to me - ah!”
Delivering a slap right on her left cutie mark, Anon tsked. “Don’t blame me ~ I didn't do anything to you; shedid.”
Trixie followed Anon’s finger as he pointed to their side. Spotting Starlight, who was using her hoof to rub herself and her magic to fondle her tits, her eyes widened. Seeing her friend getting off to her predicament was as unbelievable as it was regretfully arousing. Unable to respond beyond her jaw-dropping, she watched as the unicorn giggled to herself.
“Slave, why don’t you tell Trixie why you did this?” Anon informed, reaching down to squeeze the magician’s flanks. “And what’ll happen to her~”
Hearing him refer to Starlight as his slave sent Trixie’s mind racing as she nervously awaited her friend’s response.
“Of course, Master!” Starlight chirped, lustfully glaring at Trixie. “Anon is my Master. Serving him is my true purpose in life. He asked me to help trick you, and so I did. Watching you twerk all over his cock is way too hot to not make happen.”
Trixie’s thoughts were filled with questions. “B-but how did he -“
“Become my Master?” Starlight finished, chuckling. “Easy ~ He tricked me into casting a spell on myself from this trusty little tool!” She levitated the corrupt tome of spells towards herself, dropping her disguise and revealing her remade cutie mark and heart-containing eyes. “And made me like this ~ You’ll be just like me shortly.”
“What?! Trixie will never become like that! Starlight, you need to snap out of it and let me go!” she angrily shot back. “Don’t let this…this…weird monkey thing control you!” Grunting as Anon slapped her rump again, she snarled. “Let me go, you freak!”
Anon grit his teeth at her insult, pulling away from her. Watching her body still continuing to throw her ass back, he walked over toward the tree Starlight was leaning on and sat down by it too.
Feeling his thick shaft leave, her ass clapping louder again, Trixie harrumphed. “That’s better.” Feeling her confidence and bravado returning, she began to push her believed luck. “Trixie can see you’re capable of listening to her, so why don’t you be a good…whatever you are and let her and Starlight go.”
Spreading his legs, Anon laid back against the tree. “Nah. Starlight, start channeling the enslavement spell.”
“Already on it, Master~” Starlight replied between pleasured breaths.
Trixie gulped, nervously glancing back at them as her facade of composure dropped. “W-what? Okay…maybe you can just let me go and then release Starlight later?” She awkwardly smiled, gulping. “Trixie c-can give you free tickets to her show too!
Anon stroked his slickened shaft, letting out a content sigh. “Ahhh ~ Nah! Be a good bitch, and come ride me. Enslave yourself on my cock.”
“W-what?! I would never - woah!”
Before Trixie could finish, her body acted on its own accord. Finally ceasing shaking her rump, she began trotting over towards the two. She tried to stop herself, to pry his control over her away, but even with her best efforts, her body continued to obey. Reaching the two, she eyed his cock nervously before feeling herself whirl around and begin lowering herself.
“There’s a good girl,” Starlight cooed, leaning against Anon. “You’ll see the light shortly~”
His tip prodded Trixie’s entrance as she pleaded with the two. “Listen! I’ll - uh - tell nopony about this! I’ll even help you enslave ponies! I’m pretty good at tricking them! It’ll be easy! I s-swear! Just -“
“Throw your ass down onto my cock, slut.”
Within the blink of an eye, Trixie felt her body obey. Using her weight and added force, she slammed onto his shaft with everything she had. In one swift motion, she pressed her ass against his groin as his entire length filled her depths. She threw her head back, releasing a guttural moan, as she was rocked to her core with intense pleasure.
Anon’s heart skipped a beat as he felt Trixie’s walls clench down on his dick, forcing himself to hold in a moan. The feeling her pussy provided, the sensation of her fat ass squishing against his groin and thighs, and the fact that she was conscious of all of this elevated his enjoyment tenfold.
Wrapping an arm around Starlight and pulling her closer against him, he guided his hands down her body and grabbed one of her sizable tits. She was clearly enjoying this far more than her other assisted enslavements, and he was all for making the experience as good as possible for her. Earning a gleeful moan from her, watching as she began to rub herself faster, he turned his attention back to Trixie.
Starlight began casting the basic version of the enslavement spell on her as magic flowed from her horn and into Trixie’s head and cutie marks. With her arousal steadily growing and a barrage of unwelcome thoughts assailing her mind, the magician entered the endurance battle all his targets faced before succumbing to the book’s magic.
“Haaa ~ You’re so…b-big,” Trixie groaned, shaking her head. “C-cut it out! I am not becoming one of your slaves!”
Anon rolled his eyes, patting her rump gently. “Sure you won’t.” He stared right into her eyes. “Bounce on it.”
“I won’t - ahn! Nnngh! B-buck!”
Once more, Trixie was cut off as her body acted on its own accord, rising up until only his tip was left within her before slamming back down. Another pleasurable moan escaped her lungs as she began routinely fucking herself on his shaft. Each time she felt herself move up, her walls clenched down and pleasured every inch of him possible. She’d slam back down right after, jiggling her ass as his dick pressed against her womb and stretched her walls to new limits.
Trixie did her best to hold in the sea of moans trying to escape her, but even with her best efforts, some slipped by. Each clap of her ass smacking against his cock tortured her mind with how appealing it sounded as the spell’s magic began to invade her mind deeper.
Submit and know bliss.
She groaned, hearing the intrusive thought echo in her mind, gnawing her lip as she focused on denying it. She was the Great and Powerful Trixie and was nopony’s slave! Giving in would tarnish her pride and morph her into a submissive bitch like Starlight. She steeled herself, years of showboating, trying to build a wall of determination and confidence to halt the spell’s assault on her.
“Sheesh, Trixie, I’ve spent - nnngh - so much time looking at that ass of yours since I’ve known you,” Starlight teased, moaning as Anon twisted her nipple, “but seeing you ride our Master’s cock up close really shows how fat it is! I think you’ll become one of his favorite bitches!”
Trixie tried to shake off the remark, but hearing the words coming from her friend filled her with an unwelcome sense of pride. For some reason, beyond her wildest thoughts, she was starting to like the idea of being one of his favorites. She scrunched her muzzle, pushing the intrusive thoughts away. She’d never be one of his favorites because she’d never be his - and she was determined to keep it that way.
Fall to the bliss.
At least, she hoped.
“H-he’s not - ahn - my Master!” she groaned, slamming back down. “Mmmph ~ And he n-never will be!”
On and on she went, bouncing on his cock against her will. Her physical struggles had long since faded away as she put everything she had into fending off the assault on her mind. The intense pleasure running through her made thinking incredibly difficult, as every part of her was ushering her to submit.
Her tits bounced, her ass jiggled, and her entire body shuddered as she rode his cock. The pleasure was becoming too much to bear. The magic funneling into her intensified further, her free will being chipped away more and more.
Serving him is your purpose.
She clenched her eyes shut, moaning deeply as her body threw herself down on his shaft with extra enthusiasm. No matter how much she tried to ignore it, the feeling of him inside her felt good - instead, it felt right. More and more pieces of her mind fell to the spell, the remaining parts of her logic and reasoning holding a valiant defense.
Even with her pride and confidence, she faltered extremely fast. The feeling of him inside her depths was euphoric, becoming better and better as the heat intensified. She yearned for more, thoughts running wild with images of her submitting. What once seemed absurd and ridiculous grew more fond by the minute.
Anon winced with pleasure as she went to work. The speed at which she was fucking herself on him was a sure sign of her encroaching fall. His groin was slick with her lustful juices as her fat rump clapped against it each time she plunged down. The sight of those flanks bouncing, accompanied by the angel’s caress that was her depths, was hurtling him toward his release.
Still, he knew he had to finish her off, and he knew just what to do. On top of Trixie’s moans, Starlight's were also growing more intense as the mare furiously masturbated to the process. Deciding to spoil her a bit before enacting the final phase of his plan, he looked at her and cupped her cheek, pulling her in for a kiss.
At first, his slave had been startled at the feeling of his hand on her face, far too entranced in Trixie’s ass bouncing on his length. Swiftly snapped out of her enthralled state, Starlight joyously accepted the affectionate act as soon as she realized what he was ushering her to do. Pressing her lips against his own, she moaned deeply into his mouth, her entire body shuddering with sheer bliss.
The kiss lasted but a moment as he pulled away from her. Throwing her a wolfish smirk, he caressed the side of her face once more, drinking in the beautiful look of her enthralled eyes - one her friend would soon share in common with her.
“Starlight, be a good girl and do what we just did with Trixie,” he commanded, “but make it a lot more intense~”
Trixie was too focused on fending off the spell to hear his command or the giggle Starlight made soon after. She felt a climax quickly approaching, and every part of her original self told her to resist it. Even with how incredible riding him felt, she wouldn’t let herself fall.
Join her.
The sudden thought made Trixie’s eyes shoot wide open as she was met with a familiar face. Smiling warmly at her, hearts deep in her eyes, was Starlight. The unicorn held an undying, endless obedience in her eyes, staring right into Trixie’s defiant ones.
“You look so cute, Trixie,” Starlight cooed, sitting back and leveling her muzzle with her friend’s.
Trixie grit her teeth, shaking her head. “Starlight! Ahn! S-snap out of it! Whatever that - nnngh - spell you’re using is, it’s messing with my head!”
“Oh I know!” she chirped. “You’re gonna be just like me soon ~ Thanking our Master for erasing your free will and showing you your true purpose!”
“Mmph ~ No! I won’t! T-Trixie is nopony’s slave!”
Starlight leaned closer to her muzzle, throwing her a devilish smile. “You just need one last little push.”
Trixie made to respond, but her defiant attempt was replaced with shock as she felt Starlight pull her into a kiss. The feeling of the mare’s lips against her own sent her thoughts for a whirlwind, temporarily sundering her focus.
Yet that was all the spell needed.
With an intense surge of magic, the spell breached her final wall of defenses, beginning to rapidly corrupt and remake the deepest parts of herself. All that was needed was for her to cum, but she still held on to that last vestige of resistance.
Enjoy being his slut.
Her eyes fluttered as Starlight’s tongue pushed into her mouth, caressing her own lovingly. Her moans became muffled in their embrace as she also felt and heard Starlight's blissful groans. The feeling of making out with her dearest friend became too much to bear, and, with one last hard slam down, she lost the fight.
Her eyes rolled back, her entire body shuddered, and a muffled, blissful scream escaped her lungs. Holding herself down, grinding her ass against his body while he was hilted within her, her climax finally struck. In one intense surge of euphoria, everything started to become clear.
Those corrupted parts of her mind came forward, cementing themselves as her new outlook on life. Shows, tricks, even her pride - none were as crucial to her as the newfound sensation flowing through her. Everything within her told her one thing mattered most.
He is your Master.
She pressed her muzzle against Starlight’s, now actively dueling with her tongue. She lavished the feeling, saliva coating the edges of her mouth as she sluttily made out with her best friend. It only felt all the better as she heard Anon groan behind her.
The sensation of the first wondrous ropes of his cum entering her sealed her fate. With her womb quickly flooding with his spunk, her dazzling cutie mark faded away as the mark of her new purpose began to form. Her every nerve burst with sheer bliss, and she struggled to hold onto reality as she rode out her literal life-changing orgasm.
As his cum coated her walls, her belly bulging slightly from his load, it all became crystal clear to her. The magic funneled into her entirely as her new cutie mark flashed onto her flank. The pattern all of Anon’s slaves had, the effect that proved the spell worked - a heart surrounded by chains.
Anon gripped her hips as he rode out his climax, dumping every last drop of cum he had to offer into her. Wincing with intense pleasure, he vented his euphoric struggle by delivering a quick smack to her ass, the sight of her cheek jiggling only making his orgasm all the more intense. Breathing in air between his teeth, struggling to breathe as his release peaked, he leaned back entirely on the tree.
Barely holding himself together, he glanced down and watched Trixie’s euphoric, marish juices spew from her cunt, coating his already-soaked loins in more of her arousal. He couldn’t miss one of the telltale signs of success as he watched her new cutie mark form.
The next minute was filled with the two’s deep moans until the end of their climaxes brought them to a close. Still making out with her friend, Starlight groaned deeply as her orgasm struck, finally pulling her hoof away from her snatch.
Anon caressed Trixie’s asscheeks, squeezing and slapping them as he allowed Starlight to savor her climax and kiss for as long as needed. Finally finishing her blissful peak, she pulled away from her friend, a line of saliva connecting their lips as they panted lightly.
Seeing his opportunity, Anon spoke. “Trixie, tell me, what are you?”
Trixie’s pussy clenched down on his shaft, milking him for everything he had as she lightly rode him once more.
“The Grrrreat and Powerful Trixie…”
She looked back at him, giving him a clear view of the wondrous hearts of servitude filling her eyes.
“…is now your Great and Powerful slut, Master.”
She was his.
Laying back on his bed, Anon let out a deep sigh. After having successfully enslaved Trixie, he and his two slaves reported back to Chrysalis. She had made a home base somewhere in the Everfree, and upon meeting the two at the forest’s edge, she seemed rather pleased. Stating his work as ‘adequate for a pathetic waste of oxygen,’ she mocked the two unicorns for ruining her hive for a few minutes before dismissing them and herself for the evening.
She had given him a general direction going forward. Somewhat unclear, she simply ordered him to gather more slaves. She didn’t care who it was or how he’d do it. She was satisfied as long as his harem grew and, in turn, her strength.
For now, he just wished to rest. The feelings accosting him as he laid back were relaxing and pleasurable. Glancing down, a dopey smile spread across his face.
Lapping at his shaft were Trixie and Mayor Mare. After bringing Starlight back home, he had railed her into a quivering mess before she was needed back at Twilight’s castle. Left with only Trixie, he wanted to sample his new slave some more. Mayor Mare stopping by was an added bonus, as she worked extra hard for the day to have some free time to visit him.
As the two mares sucked him off, they shook their rumps for him, giving him an incredible view of them bouncing even from the front. To his sides, Lightning Dust and Sunset Shimmer both caressed his chest as his hands reached down and squeezed their asses.
His collection of slaves grew bigger daily, but he was relieved that only Sunset and Dust had to live with him in his home. He only had so much room he wished to spare constantly, and thankfully the two of them were the perfect amount.
He adored his slaves’ affection as much as they were brainwashed to love him, and moments like these were some of his favorites. No Chrysalis, no stress, and no risks - just him basking in the wonders of his conquests. A fat ass in one hand, and a firm, muscular one in the other, he shuddered from head to toe as Mayor Mare and Trixie worshiped him diligently.
“Another unicorn? About time, Master~” Sunset murmured, nuzzling his neck. “Her magic is sure to help~”
Pulling away from one of his nuts, Trixie shrugged. “Trixie is more of a performer than a spellcaster, and my magic is more… showy than powerful. I’m not sure I’d be able to help Master much.”
“What is with that?” Lightning Dust grumbled.
Trixie tilted her head. “What is with what?”
“The whole third person first person thing!” the pegasus continued, rolling her eyes. “You go between them constantly! Just pick one, or shut up and go back to serving Master!” She glowered down at the magician. “I was supposed to be the one in your spot today. You’re just lucky you’re new.”
The unicorn chuckled, giving Anon’s tip a light kiss. “Awww, is the tough, little pegasus all grumpy that the superior slave is getting to worship Master?~” She pointed over at Lightning Dust, furrowing her brow. “If you have to know, Trixie is a performer! She has to have an abstract act to wow the audience!”
“You know Master never told me I couldn’t clobber you right here and -“
“Relax, Dust,” Sunset sighed, shaking her head. “I lost my spot in serving him today too. No need to get all angry. I’m sure he’ll be kind enough to give us a turn later~”
Mayor Mare chuckled, slowing down her motions and pulling her muzzle away from Anon’s nuts. “Heh, I do apologize about that, Ms. Shimmer. It’s been a while since I had a turn with Master!”
“No worries,” Sunset replied, shrugging. “With how many slaves he’s been getting, I can’t expect to always get a turn.”
“Trixie will guarantee she’s always the first pick though~” the magician gloated, stroking Anon’s length with her magic.
Mayor Mare side-eyed the unicorn. “For once, I agree with Dust. That whole third-person thing gets old pretty fast.”
“Apologies, Trixie doesn’t speak to ponies with inferior asses~” she shot back, giving her flanks a firm clap. “One can only wish for a grrrrreat and powerful rump like mine!”
“It’s barely bigger than mine!” Mayor Mare exclaimed, giving her own cheeks a clap. “It’s barely noticeable!”
“And yet Trixie has the biggest rump here!~”
Anon couldn’t help but chuckle at his slaves’ bickering. Even though they lived to serve him, they still held most of their original personalities. If anything, they were still themselves but now wholly dedicated to his pleasure and enjoyment. They didn’t want it at first, but their corrupted selves indeed lavished their new purposes, and he made it his top priority to make sure they were happy and satisfied alongside him.
Still, he had some concerns to get in order.
“Hey, Mayor, did you happen to get any ideas for who I should go for next?” he inquired.
Pulling her scowl away from Trixie, Mayor Mare smiled up at Anon. “I actually do!”
“Who’s the lucky mare?~” Sunset pressed, perking up.
Mayor Mare shook her head. “Not a mare, but mares.”
“Oh?” Anon started, his interest piqued. “More than one?”
“Mhm! Just two, though,” Mayor Mare continued, licking her lips. “I don’t think we’re ready for more than two at a time yet. At least that’s what Starlight told me when I quickly visited her earlier.”
“Fair point,” Anon agreed, rubbing his chin. “So…who are they? What made you pick them?”
“They scheduled a meeting with me about some payments for their home, but I’m sure we could turn that into something much more fun~” the mayor furthered, a devious smirk splitting her muzzle.
Moving down and slowly sliding her tongue along the underside of Anon’s shaft, shaking her ass even faster, she kissed his tip and continued.
“I don’t suppose you know a certain mint-green unicorn and a particular earth pony she’s always with, do you?”
Author's Note
Had to write this story mostly on my phone due to traveling so much lately! If you guys find any typos please do let me know, as I've had very little time to thoroughly proofread!
Sorry it took so long for this series of stories to continue! I do hope you enjoy this new entry! 
