Creative and Controlled

by Ebonyglow

Rating: mature
Tags: Fetish, My Little Pony: A New Generation, Sunny Starscout, Sex, Izzy Moonbow, Human, Anon, Porn
Length: 8482

With Sunny under his control, Anon and his new partner make a plan to show Izzy the light.

An ancient, forbidden magic spellbook could've held countless possibilties - both good and bad. For Anon, he lucked out by getting what he could only assume was the best case scenario.

A book of spells that could change a ponies' purpose.

Having already tested the tome's magic on Sunny, enslaving her to him in the process, he and his newfound partner are quick to sort out a plan to bring Izzy under his control. A spell that directly relates to a pony performing their passion, and, with Izzy coming home and eager to show off some new crafts, it was the perfect choice.

Creativity was Izzy's favorite thing in the world, but that outlook might change soon enough.

Cover art by: @Weloost on Twitter!

In story art by: @dull_di56759 on Twitter!

Story Contains: Mind Control, Plump Rumps On Mares, Plenty of Heat, and Izzy getting double teamed into sheer bliss.

Published 2023-06-04 22:30:03 UTC
Last updated 2023-06-04 22:30:03 UTC

She'll Fit Right In

Finding a suspicious spellbook in the ruins of an ancient, forgotten city of Equestria could’ve led to many things: a horrible curse, a deadly enchantment, or something beyond one’s worst nightmares!

But for Anon, it couldn’t have been any better.

The tome he had found allowed him to manipulate a pony’s cutie mark - their purpose. The spell would shift them into a state of sheer, pure obedience, conquering their mind and body into that of a slave’s. The book had worked its dark magic into him, morphing his morals and views, but he didn’t care anymore. It would provide him with countless gifts, and he was already enjoying the first of hopefully many.

Bent over on her bed, Sunny let out an ecstatic moan as he railed her tight backdoor. With each plunge he made into her depths, he slammed his body against her own. Her flanks would jiggle beautifully each time, her new cutie mark clear as day for him to see. A heart surrounded by chains, the pattern for what she had become - his slave. Conquering her mind hadn’t been on his agenda a few days ago, but he certainly wasn’t against the development.

“Nnngh! Yes, Master! Ahn! Use me!”

Her lustful, obedient words were like a joyous song to Anon. A few days ago, he had little to no hope of ever finding a sexual partner in this world, let alone a mare as stunning as Sunny, but thanks to his book, those sorrows were erased. Now he had the sexy mare under his control for as long as he’d like, and he was lavishing it all.

He replied to her cry with a firm smack on her asscheek, prompting a blissful cry to escape her lips as her walls clenched down on him. Each time he slammed into her, his balls slapped against her winking snatch, cum from him filling her earlier spilling out of it. He didn’t relent, making her ass bounce rhythmically as he kept a constant tempo.

For the past three days, he and Sunny didn’t do much outside of fucking like animals. Months upon months of pent-up sexual frustration were within him, and Sunny was ecstatic to let him release some of it onto her. He’d wake up to her sucking him off or riding him, spend a few minutes after unloading into her freshening up, and then she’d be pinned down, getting fucked senseless by him once again.

The kitchen, shower, living room, her bed, her friends’ beds - she was always ready and willing to be used and filled whenever he pleased. Her tail was always flagged, her snatch was constantly winking and drooling, and she couldn’t give him anything but a lustful look at all times. She walked around purposely flaunting her ass, swaying her hips, and bouncing her flanks for him, usually succeeding in her goal - being used by her Master soon after.

She was still mostly her same, adorable self, but the spell had morphed her into an absolute slut in private. They had only gone out once during the three days; after Sunny applied the changeling spell the book had to mask her new cutie mark and corrupted eyes just to get some food to refuel their energy. The second they returned, he lifted her up, pinned her against the wall, and made her scream with sheer bliss.

“More! Please more!” she groaned, clenching down onto him harder. “I need more, Master! Ahn! U-use your bitch!”

Snapping back to the present, graced with the familiar sight of her thick asscheeks bouncing on his cock, he picked up his pace. Pummeling her ponut with reckless abandon, feeling her tense up, he gripped her hips. Handling her shapely waist, he felt his balls pull up, ushering him to finish her. Giving an immense thrust, he hilted himself deep within her and unloaded.

As the first ropes of seed filled her depths, Sunny threw her head back and released a noiseless scream. Mouth open and eyes rolled back, she shuddered intensely as his seed pushed her past the limit and into the endless realm of nirvana. Marish juices gushed from her cum-filled cunt, and her asshole eagerly milked him dry for everything he was worth as she rode through her orgasm.

The sheer volume of cum filling her depths made a slight bulge in her belly, and he still was unloading into her. He held her close, her plump cheeks smushing against his thighs as he claimed her for the fifth time that morning, never relenting each and every time. Riding out his own climax, basking in the sight of his slave shuddering with euphoric bliss, he let out a moan of his own.

Finally, they each reached the end of their releases. Pulling his shaft out of her backdoor, watching as cum soon spurted out of it, he smirked. Her asshole dripped with seed, her pussy winked while his seed still gushed from its depths, her asscheeks were reddened from the smacks he gave them, and sweat ran down her entire form. It was a sight to behold, one that the mare she once was never would’ve seen coming.

“T-thank you…M-Master…” Sunny happily mumbled, eyes shut as she basked in her afterglow.

Grabbing one of her flanks, squeezing it, he leaned forward and gave her an affectionate kiss on the cheek. Even if she was a fucktoy most of the time, he still wanted to treat her well. Sure, he enslaved her against her will, but that didn’t mean he didn’t care about her. The book was partially to blame for the former half of the situation, while the latter was his true self, genuinely showing affection for her.

“Sunny, how long till Izzy arrives?” he asked, stroking her mane gently.

A happy coo escaped Sunny’s lips as she opened her eyes to look at him. “Mmm ~ About…two hours or so, probably.” She shuddered as she felt his seed painting her depths. “I can’t wait for you to show her the bliss of - nngh!”

Her lustful remark was silenced as Anon gave her a hard slap on the ass. Her eyelids fluttered as pained pleasure washed over her, forcing a gleeful smile across her countenance.

“I don’t know if it was the spell or if I was always secretly a slut for it, but I love when you do that, Master~”

“Good, I’m always happy to please you back, slave.” He eyed the clock, seeing time ticking by. “Two hours? Guess we need to shower then, hmm?~” he furthered, gripping her flank further.

Pushing her rump against his hand, Sunny licked her lips. “We’ve got time, Master ~ Do you only want to shower?~”

“Heh - you’re such a slut now, aren’t you?” Anon chuckled.

“Of course, my purpose is to be your sex slave after all~” she cooed in response. “And I really love serving that fat cock of yours.”

Giving her flank another smack, Anon tilted her head up towards him. “C’mon, let’s head to the shower before Izzy arrives.” He leaned forward, whispering in her ear. “And I’ll be sure to fuck that cute face of yours while we’re in there~”

A thrilled shiver ran down Sunny’s spine, her pussy wantonly winking as her neverending excitement intensified. Licking her lips, eager to have her throat fucked by her Master’s shaft, she eagerly nodded.

“Yes, please~”

Brushing off his shirt, Anon stretched himself out. The shower had gone a touch longer than planned, likely due to the passionate embrace he and Sunny had shared, but thankfully they had had plenty of time to spare. After a few more ruts and a second shower, it was finally almost time for Izzy’s supposed arrival.

With the changeling spell the book had within it active on her, hiding her new cutie mark and heart-filled eyes, Sunny hummed to herself as she flipped through the book’s pages. Her alicorn powers were unique but still extremely powerful, which meant she should be able to use some of the spells within the tome. She wanted to actively show her friend the light, and she was happy to peruse the abundance of options before her.

Her tail twitched subtly each time she looked back over at him, her new desires begging for her to be used even further. Still, she managed to contain herself, more than excited to hopefully have her friend join her as a slave. She could use so many options, and they all seemed as fun as the rest, but she soon perked up and nodded.

“Master!” she excitedly exclaimed, lifting the book and presenting it to Anon. “I think this one would be fun to use on Izzy!”

Nearly jumping in surprise from her sudden outburst, Anon raised a brow and took the book from her. That familiar cold, corruptive sensation met his hands, the dark magic within it a constant reminder of the misdeeds he was doing. Though, long since embracing how the book twisted things in his mind, he was eager to see what his slave was suggesting.

Leaning forward, he squinted his eyes and read over the spell she was proposing.

Perverse Passion

This spell necessitates at least one high-level magic user.

The functions of this spell are as follows.

This spell acts as an aura and can cover a room, or home, with its effects. When cast, a special enchantment will sweep over the area, directly affecting any pony performing their special talent.

The spell will take effect whenever they become passionate about their work. Over time, the more they work will instill more heat into them and make them desire this book’s owner. Their lust will become insatiable and intensify endlessly until they are enslaved. Leaving the premises of the spell does not relieve its effects. If a pony were to leave without being enslaved, they would be in a permanent heat of varying levels.

Enslavement is achieved when the Master directly makes the target reach a climax. Upon one being achieved, the target’s mind and purpose will be rewritten to serve their newfound Master.

Anon’s eyes widened as he read over the spell, a devilish smile spreading across his face. “That’s perfect, Sunny!” He leaned down, reaching a hand toward her flank and giving her ass a squeeze. “Izzy will be a proper fucktoy like you real soon~”

“Mmmph ~ That sounds perfect, Master,” Sunny cooed, eyes fluttering as she felt him groping her rump. “All mares deserve to be your sluts!”

Giving her rear a parting slap, Anon rose as he heard a commotion near the front door. “Oh shoot! I think that’s her! Did you-“

“I had cast it before I showed you,” Sunny chuckled, raising a brow at him. “I knew you’d like it as long as you got to rail Izzy into a new life purpose ~ Plus, the pony who translated all the spells made it really easy to use!”

Anon looked over at his slave, deadpanned. Her adorable smirk and giggle struck down any annoyance he would’ve had over her impulsive action; plus, she was right about him. Playfully nudging her shoulder, he walked over to the front door and swung it open.

Greeting him wasn’t a pony but a massive wall of boxes, art supplies, and more, all held within a small wheelbarrow. After taking a few steps back, utterly confused, he nearly jumped as a familiar face poked from behind them.

“Oh! I didn’t know you were here, Anon!” Izzy chirped, doing her best to greet him while balancing her supplies. “You - uh - mind helping me out? Where’s Sunny?”

“I’m over here!” the earth pony called out, hastily running over and grabbing a few boxes off the top of the pile. “Glad to have you back, Iz!”

“Ah! There you are! I wondered if Anon was up to something alone in there!” Izzy joked, playfully winking at Anon.

Anon gave the unicorn’s innocent tease a slight chuckle before grabbing a few boxes and stepping back. “You think you can make it inside now?”

Sticking her tongue out, focusing on using her magic to balance the remaining items, Izzy nodded. “Think so! Just put everything over on the kitchen table!” She began to push the cart inside, unable to hide her excitement. “Oh, I’ve got so much stuff to tell you guys about! I’ve got this really fun idea and - oh! Anon, I should make you one too!”

Sunny and Anon exchanged looks. Unsure of what to say as the unicorn began shifting through the boxes she had brought.

“I brought soooooo much stuff back from Bridlewood! You're gonna love this idea I've got! It's gonna - ooooh…”

Izzy’s excited rant trailed off, a blush forming on her muzzle as her tail twitched behind her. Magic danced over her cutie mark, the book’s spell already taking effect as she explained her new tools and trinkets for her crafts. Gnawing her lip, she eyed Anon momentarily before shaking her head.

“You okay, Iz?” Sunny asked, trying to hide her excitement at seeing the spell taking action.

The unicorn clamped her tail down, nodding her head. “Y-yeah! I must just be - uh - a bit winded from the trip back, is all!” Managing to compose herself, she resumed sifting through her supplies. “Like I was saying, I have a ton of stuff to work with from home!”

Anon noted the magic flowing over the mare’s cutie mark, drinking in the curves of her flanks from the side. Making sure she didn’t catch him ogling her, unable to get a sound vision of what she was packing, Anon forced his attention away and looked the boxes up and down.

“So…what exactly are you intending to make us?” He smiled at her. “And thanks for offering me one of, well, whatever you’re making."

Izzy carefully laid out an assortment of crystals, beads, and other charms, dutifully arranging them with her magic. “Oh, course, silly!” She winced as she organized her tools, her tail partially flagging as magic surged into her again. “I - ah - wouldn't leave you out! I’m making some magic charm b-bracelets!

“Well, we’d love to see you make them for us!” Sunny chirped, winking over at Anon. “Seeing you doing what you’re passionate about is a magical experience!”

Izzy didn’t notice the emphasis on some of Sunny’s words, doing her utmost to ignore the sudden sensations accosting her as she unpacked her supplies. Every few moments, her tail would fidget, and her eyes would widen, before she took a deep breath and calmed herself. To say the mare’s determination was impressive was an understatement. She was so committed she was doing well at ignoring the sinful desires creeping into her mind almost entirely - or so Anon assumed.

He had no idea how effective the spell was or if it depended on just how into their passion the pony was, but if he had to guess, he had to push her further. Making her lust for him more and more could be vital too. Her commitment to her craft would be the way to set her down the same path Sunny walked.

“So, you got everything sorted?” he asked, eyeing the empty containers. “Ready to get started?”

Izzy nodded, her blush ever present on her face. Her gaze lingered on him longer than she intended, drinking in his form and allowing her mind to flow with suddenly intimate thoughts. His build, his face, and more were becoming strangely appealing to her now. She always liked him as a friend, but now, there was a sexual desire toward him growing within her.

It was a faint need, but she still couldn’t help but let her eyes trail down, eyeing his groin. She wasn’t sure if he always had such a noticeable bulge, having never bothered to glance at it, but it looked like he was packing something impressive. She didn’t truly understand clothes or why he wore them, but she had an inkling of distraught over his pants, concealing his length.

She scrunched her muzzle and clenched her eyes shut. Perhaps her heat was coming early, or maybe she really needed some alone time with her colorful assortment of dildos, but she was determined to focus on the task at hoof. Shooing away the carnal thoughts, thankful they were faint, she nodded.

“Yup! What color do you want, Sunny?”

Anon and Sunny exchanged a look, seeing the unicorn’s tail lower itself back down. Either the pause of work gave her time to recover, or she was surprisingly more resistant than they expected. Sunny’s magic was still relatively new to her, and she wasn’t the most experienced in the arcane, so the simplified version of the spell could be in a weaker state. Still, they had seen Izzy react a portion, and that’s all they needed to know that conquering her was possible.

“Hmmm - let’s go with…blue!” Sunny replied, gesturing over toward an assortment of aquamarine crystals. “Those look really pretty!”

Izzy beamed at her friend’s eagerness, whirling around to levitate some gems. “Oh yeah! I got these from a trader back home, and they’re suuuuuper pretty! I think they - hah - h-hang on…”

Her magic wavered as her focus became strained. In her excitement, it seemed her body got worked up again even more. Her tail twitched, gradually rising again, and she felt an odd warmth on her cutie mark. The intrusive thoughts of Anon came forward once again, this time a portion more intense and demanding than before.

“You alright, Izzy?” Anon insincerely asked, trotting to her side and placing a hand on her shoulder. “You seem a bit uneasy.”

Izzy’s eyes widened as she felt him touch her shoulder. His hands had strength to them, gripping onto her firmly yet harmlessly. Her mind trod into debaucherous territory, knowing how strong he was and what he was capable of. Hands seemed quite helpful and came with a number of pleasurable benefits. He could squeeze her flanks, slide those odd digits of his into her depths, gingerly twist her nipples, and even -

She shook her head, forcing her tail back down as it had fully flagged itself. She tried to find any logical explanation for the desires funneling into her, but nothing made sense. Her magic wavered further, a few of her crystals dropping out of her arcane grasp and tumbling onto the table and to the ground below. She shouldn’t have an estrus cycle for at least two more weeks, Anon never seemed so attractive before, and Sunny, even though she had to admit she had a bitof a crush on the mare, wasn’t doing anything amorous in the slightest.

“Woah! Let me get those for ya, Iz,” Sunny exclaimed, hastily bending down to scoop up the crystals. “Are you sure you’re okay?~”

Izzy’s thought about Sunny avoiding amorous action was swiftly contradicted. Turning around and bending down to pick up the fallen crystals, Izzy got a clear view of Sunny’s ass and nethers. The other mare had her tail entirely flagged, swaying her hips from side to side as she was busying herself with picking up the fallen crystals. Izzy had ogled Sunny’s flanks before, noting that she had a fat ass nearly identical to her own, if not a bit smaller, but she had never seen the mare produce a sight like this.

Her already confused mind was sent for a whirlwind as she stared in awe at Sunny’s juicy asscheeks and tempting holes. She could only assume that Sunny was unaware of what she was doing, as it was uncharacteristic of her to do something so debaucherous, and chalked it up to the other mare, possibly just being in heat. Still, it was an absurdly arousing sight, and as she watched Sunny’s cunt wink, Izzy’s own marehood gave an eager one in return.

Her eyes only broke their focus on Sunny’s rump as the earth pony whirled around, plopping the crystals back onto the countertop. Izzy blinked wildly, pulled from her daze, as she met a concerned look from her friend. Blushing deeply as she stared into Sunny’s eyes, the view of the mare’s goods branded into her mind, she awkwardly chuckled.

“Heh…y-yeah! I guess I might’ve gotten some of the jinxies or something on the way back!” She had to fight to keep her tail clamped down, sighing in relief as Anon’s grip on her shoulder left her.

Crossing his arms and eyeing her suspiciously, Anon shrugged. “I still don’t get that whole bad juju thing you ponies made up, but as long as you’re okay…”

“Mhm!” Izzy hastily agreed, shrouding the crystals in her magic once more. “L-let’s just get back to your charms, okay? Okay!”

She didn’t give Anon a chance to reply, with even his voice sounding arousing to her now. Every single aspect of the human was calling to some unknown, new carnal instinct deep within her - one that was a measure more intense than any of the other ones she had experienced in the past. Her desire for him was comparable to the desires she had for some stallions whenever she was in heat, and her cravings were often very bad.

With more effort than she’d like to admit, she began working on Sunny’s charm again. Each time she meticulously threaded a crystal onto the string, her desires grew in tandem with her creative determination. She intended to give her friend a glistening bracelet, a one-of-a-kind piece of her creation, but the lecherous desires within her were becoming nearly unbearable. As she weaved more and more of the crystals into the charm, she forced herself to hold in a moan.

She was now only halfway through the first charm, but the feelings within her had nearly doubled. An intense warmth radiated over her groin, her pussy winking every few seconds as beads of essence trailed down her thick thighs. Her cheeks flushed red, but she tried to focus further. One more crystal and her cunt winked again. Another piece, and she found herself bucking her hips back into the empty air. The final gem and her tail was flagged up high.

“T-there you go!” she stammered, sweat running down her form as she shakily presented the bracelet to Sunny.

The earth pony eyed the present, genuinely impressed by how pretty and well done it was. Even through her lust, Izzy was passionate about her work - yet that only made Sunny all the giddier. With her own snatch drooling her essence and winking wantonly, she had to fight valiantly to contain her excitement as Anon walked up right next to Izzy.

Placing one hand on the counter, Anon leaned on his arm and eyed the unicorn. “So, is mine next?”

“O-of course! What d-do you want - wha?!”

His voice alone had sent a surge of lust into Izzy, but as she turned to face where she thought he was, she was only met with a face full of his crotch. In that instant, her desires for him eclipsed any studs she had yearned for while in heat. The size of his bulge, the way he loomed over, and the domineering tone of his voice were utterly enthralling.

He’s your Master.

Izzy’s eyes widened from the voice in her head, only to find them fluttering as she made a crucial mistake. Taking a deep breath through her nose, her sinuses were assailed with an intoxicating blend like no other. An aroma akin to grape soda was the first one she identified, knowing it as her own, but alongside it, a fragrance of orange and an exotic, unidentifiable smell mixed in with them. She could guess the delicious orange scent was from Sunny, but the unusual, stallionly fragrance made her loins drenched in her lust.

She tried to pull away, to shift her focus back to her crafting, but Anon’s scent was like a bulldozer through the pillars of her reason. She nuzzled his bulge, humming to herself happily as she breathed in more of his intoxicating scent. A shiver ran down her spine as the magic on her cutie mark swelled, the spell weaving deeper into her mind and body.

“I was thinking red!~” Anon replied, opting to not react to her state.

Izzy dumbly nodded yes, only to swiftly snap to attention and realize what she had been doing. Her face nearly going entirely red, she stumbled backward. She could clearly see the pool of her essence that had been growing under where she was just standing, yet to her shock, Anon didn’t seem to react. Thanking her stars that the human somehow didn’t know what was happening, her worries only returned when she glanced at Sunny.

Smugly smiling over at her, Sunny leaned onto the table, raising her rump and swaying it behind her as she brought her muzzle to her friend’s ear. “He smells good, right? You looked hot huffing his cock~”

“W-what?!” Izzy blurted out, covering her mouth with a hoof.

She was utterly gobsmacked. Sunny’s entire attitude was entirely out of the ordinary. She had no idea what she missed while she was gone, but her friend acted far sluttier than she could ever imagine. Even then, seeing and hearing her act like this called upon an unexplored part of Izzy’s attraction to the mare, only allowing her arousal to continually rise.

“What’re you two whispering about?” Anon asked, playing dumb.

Izzy didn’t have time to properly question her friend, seeing as Sunny only giggled and pulled away.

“Oh, nothing! Just discussing a couple ideas for your bracelet is all~”

Looking between the two, Izzy put on a forced smile. “Um…uh-huh! J-just trying to make this one - haaa - really special!”

Anon fought back a sinister smirk as he watched the spell funneling into Izzy’s cutie mark with haste. She was undoubtedly nearing a breaking point; all she needed was a little push.

Still standing beside her, his crotch near her face the whole while, he pointed at the crystals. “Awesome! I’m excited to see~”

Izzy should’ve and could’ve moved away when given a chance, but some part of her demanded to keep him near her. His mere presence demanded respect and need from her, and she was finding herself lavishing in the sensation of simply being near him. Gulping, doing her best to focus on what she loved doing most, she levitated the crystals and began going to work.

Let him ruin you.

The words echoed in her mind as she began to put the first crystal in place. She did her best to ignore it while focusing on finishing her craft - concentrating on her passion.

He is your passion.

Her tail raised, swishing above her rump as it wagged side to side. Her marehood began winking wantonly, her juices drooling down her plump thighs all the while.

Let him claim you.

“S-so…hot…”

She could only mumble as her mind became clouded by the spell. Her focus was unsteady, and the constant mantras insisting she submit to him confused her as much as they sounded amazing.

“You’re right. It is pretty hot!” Anon exclaimed, grabbing the bottom of his shirt. “I gotta cool off~”

Izzy’s heart skipped a beat as she watched him throw off his shirt, revealing his bare, well-built chest to her lustful eyes. A knot in her chest formed, drinking in the muscles building up his arms, but things only got worse for her as Sunny spoke.

“Phew ~ Sure is!” The mare cooed, turning and showing off her rump. “I’m sweating all over~”

Sunny stifled a laugh as she looked over her shoulder to see Izzy frantically looking between her thick flanks and Anon’s bare chest. She knew the unicorn had no way of knowing her cheeks were glistening with her own lust rather than sweat, which helped her sell the scene all the more, but she had one more idea.

Purposely shaking her rump to make her ass jiggle a bit, earning a shuddered gasp from Izzy, she eyed Anon. “Don’t be shy, Anon. You can take it all off; we don’t want you getting too hot! Not like we’re wearing clothes anyways.”

The heat around Izzy was growing exponentially, but not because the room was warm. The taunting heat in her loins had burst outwards and spread throughout her entire body, sending her nerves alight with need. She was nearly too enthralled by the sight of Sunny’s jiggling asscheeks to register what the mare had said, but once she did, her eyes went wide.

“You’re right, Sunny!”

Whipping her head to the side, Izzy watched as Anon finished his cheerful reply and went to grab his shorts. Her marehood seized upon itself as his fingers wrapped upon the hem of his pants. His groin was still inches away from her as she watched, subconsciously beginning to lean in closer and closer to him.

Inch by inch, he moved down, making even her impatient, but in one, glorious motion, he swung his clothes down and revealed the object of her eventual downfall. Izzy drifted closer and was soon met with a perfect shaft slapping against her cheek and pressing against her face.

She didn’t even flinch, not away at least, immediately going back to pressing into his groin. She huffed his scent, bucking her hips back into the empty air and making her own thick ass begin to bounce. Every part of her was ushering her to give in.

“What about my charm?~” Anon taunted.

He knew by now Izzy was too far gone to think or act logically, meaning he could send her down the path of ruin more and more with each second he ground his length against her. Seeing the usually chipper and talkative mare be so flustered and horny was a sight he’d never thought he’d see, but he indulged himself in it.

Izzy tried to levitate the crystals again, shakily sliding a red one onto the bracelet string as she nearly drooled over the cock on her face.

Start to give in.

She shakily strung together a few more crystals, each sliding into place, causing another explosion of need in her depths. She couldn’t hold it back this time, letting out a guttural moan as the spell intensified. Feeling his shaft teasingly throb, she gulped.

You want to serve it.

She tried to figure out what was happening. Why Anon was doing this, why Sunny acted so weird, and most importantly, why she was so horny. She had never lusted over another pony this much ever - and yet she couldn’t fathom the idea of not getting a sample of Anon’s cock.

Worship him.

And she would sample it.

She couldn’t resist her desires any longer. The heat in her depths, the feeling of his dick on her cheek, and the way Sunny was acting - her focus was undone at the seams. She abandoned her talent’s work, focusing on something she was becoming just as passionate about at an alarming rate. Her magic released her work-in-progress bracelet, letting it fall to the counter as her eyes rolled back.

“It’s t-too hot!”

Pulling her head back, she shrouded Anon’s cock in her magic, lined it up, and threw her muzzle down onto it. His length slipped into her throat in one wondrous motion as she hilted him within her. Pressing her nose into his stomach, shuddering intensely as his euphoric taste met her taste buds.

Worship him.

She had no idea why the malicious voice in her head grew more assertive, but she felt obliged to obey it - besides, with her frenzied lust, she wanted to do precisely that. Slipping her tongue out past his shaft, she lapped at his balls momentarily before she began routinely bobbing back and forth. The sensation of his throbbing dick within her, accompanied by the taste and smell, sent a rush of euphoria through the unicorn, pushing her to go even faster.

“Oh, Izzy ~ How sudden!” Anon exclaimed, stroking her mane lightly. “I never thought you’d be the type to yield to your lust so easily.”

The mare didn’t respond, too busy with a cock stuffed down her throat to do so. She had begun a routine of sorts. Each time she hilted him in her mouth, she’d use her tongue to lap at his nuts, and, as she moved back, she’d use it to add an extra layer of pleasure for him by gliding it along the underside of his length.

His taste was as exotic and arousing as his scent, easily matching, if not surpassing, the most amazing things Izzy had ever sampled. It brought her a sense of satisfaction as if she was fulfilling some type of need - some type of purpose.

Anon watched her blow him, looking past her adorable head and towards her flank. Two thick, tempting mounds of plump pony rump met his eyes, bouncing subtly as she pushed her hips back. A light amount of sweat made those cheeks glisten, and even from the front, he could drink in just how much cushion her flank held.

“Don’t be shy, Iz,” Anon cooed, scritching the mare right behind her ear. “Shake that ass while you blow me. Flaunt that body of yours~”

Izzy hadn’t expected him to react positively to her sudden blowjob, let alone ask her to twerk while doing it! As his words met her, she shivered with pleasure. For some reason, his statement demanded to be obeyed, and every ounce of her being encouraged her to do so.

Parting her hind legs, letting her plump tits sway a bit, she braced herself and began throwing her ass back with far more strength. The first wet claps of her plump asscheeks smacking together rang out through the kitchen, followed by another, and so on. Her flank jiggled with every move she made, creating an absolutely enthralling show for Anon’s eyes.

Soon, another set of smacks joined the fray, creating a duet. Looking to his side, Anon saw that Sunny had begun furiously rubbing her snatch, shaking her own flank excitedly as she did. Voyeuristically ogling his and Izzy’s fun, she drooled at the sight of it.

The sounds of additional slaps made Izzy’s ears twitch, quickly noting that Sunny had joined her in shaking their asses. At that point, she had to assume some intense form of jinxies had affected her, ultimately rubbing off on her two friends too. Some kind of curse that caused insatiable lust into a pony and those around them - though she couldn’t see that as anything but a blessing at the moment.

The lust she was enduring was a gauntlet of need, yes, but she also felt an unfathomable sense of joy. Each and every time she bobbed down on his cock, obeyed something he said, and simply submitted herself to him - she felt phenomenal. It was becoming more satisfying than how she felt whenever she’d finish a massive creative project, which she would’ve considered impossible to outdo!

“Huff ~ You’re really good at this, Izzy!”

Anon leaned his head back, legs quivering beneath him as he fended off immense waves of pleasure. Sunny was terrific at blowjobs, and Izzy seemed just as great too. The two seemed like a perfect pair. Equally fat asses, perfect throats, likely the same size tits, and, most importantly, both downright adorably sexy. He glanced over at Sunny, intent on checking in on his sex slave, and her eager, lustful expression gave him an idea.

“Sunny, why don’t you help give Izzy a bit of relief back there?~”

Beaming, Sunny perked up and nodded her head. “Yes! I’d love to!”

Izzy couldn’t hear their exchange, all too busy slurping Anon’s shaft, but as she felt a pair of hooves grab her asscheeks, she paused her twerking. Her eyes fluttered as Sunny rubbed her flanks, feeling an intense rush of need whenever the earth pony moved over her cutie mark. Still continuing to blow Anon, she felt hot breaths against her nethers, ushering her to spread her legs out further.

Having successfully stopped her friend’s shaking, Sunny licked her lips. She had a decent view of Izzy’s nethers but couldn’t help but grab and spread her friend’s cheeks to give herself a perfect look. A glistening ponut and rapidly winking cunt greeted her, with Izzy’s clit standing out a portion with every involuntary gape of her snatch. The unicorn’s thighs were damp with her lust, and the wonderful, intense aroma of grapes her friend offered made Sunny’s eyes flutter.

Making sure to continue throwing her ass back, lest the air not be filled with the sound of a proper mare doing what she was made for, she drifted closer to Izzy’s pussy. Each wink the unicorn’s snatch gave made Sunny increasingly eager. She knew she’d soon have a fellow slave to serve her Master with her, and the idea of her first companion in bliss being Izzy was the stuff of her reformed mind’s dreams. Breathing in more of the mare’s sweet, amorous scent, she had nearly forgotten what she had been instructed to do.

“Eat her out, slave.”

Thankfully, Anon was more composed than her.

Her motions intensified, the sound of her flanks going to work picking up as Sunny gleefully smiled over at him. “Of course! Thank you for letting me help enslave her, Master!”

The mare’s comment made Izzy’s eyes go wide. A brief moment of clarity met her as she replayed the two’s words in her head. Slave? Enslave? She tried to pull her head back, to fight her lust with this newfound sense of logic. Sunny had called him Master, which immediately sent off alarms in her immensely clouded mind. Making to retreat, her efforts were sundered as an intense wave of pleasure washed over her.

A moan was muffled by the cock in her mouth as Izzy’s eyes fluttered, and she shuddered. The sensation of a tongue hungrily lapping at her cunt was impossible to miss, and it appeared that Sunny was incredibly good at it. The earth pony taunted her depths every few moments with her tongue, only stopping to suckle on her sensitive clit and then repeating the cycle. Each time Sunny’s tongue made contact with her snatch, she felt more and more of herself waver. If that wasn’t bad enough, Anon had picked up his tempo, beginning to actively thrust into her muzzle himself.

The combination of being eaten out and facefucked nearly broke Izzy on the spot as a sea of moans tried to escape her lungs, only to be muffled by the log in her mouth. She pressed her ass back into Sunny’s face, moved in tandem with Anon’s thrusts, and felt that moment of clarity she had had fall into the void - never to resurface. She didn’t focus on the words they had spoken; rather, she couldn’t. With the addition of Sunny to their carnal embrace, she was now fighting a mental battle to fend off the spellbook’s influence.

Obey him.

She groaned deeply, eyes half-lidded as each end of her was assailed with a pleasure unlike any other. Her eyes rolled back as she felt Sunny begin to besiege her asshole with her tongue, somehow elevating the already impossible volume of arousal to higher realms. She felt the signs of a climax starting to build up deep within her, the deepest parts of her telling her to fend it off while her quickly corrupting mind told her there was nothing better than letting her orgasm consume her entirely.

“It feels right, doesn’t it, Izzy?”

She managed to look up, seeing Anon glaring down at her. His domineering eyes, masculine figure, and the sultry voice he spoke to her with called to her marish instincts.

“To submit~”

Sunny’s voice followed, making Izzy’s ear twitch. Sunny was a part of whatever was going on, and she was quickly piecing together what she meant by submit. A rapidly growing part of her mind was telling her to fall, to give in to this force overtaking her thoughts and reason with its euphoric yet corruptive influence.

It is right to submit.

And now, the voice of the spell spoke to her as well. Its words held weight; they had a sense of truth to Izzy. The bliss, the pleasure, the sense of fulfillment; no sane mare would want to deny this. Yet, something within her told her to stave it off, pushing her away from the gates of nirvana and back to the realm of sanity. Creativity was her passion, not submission - at least, that’s what her mind was trying to tell her.

Anon groaned, feeling his nuts begin to show the telltale signs of an encroaching climax. Izzy’s blowjob had only improved with each passing minute as the unicorn became increasingly enthusiastic. From the looks of it, she was also nearing the brink as he watched her begin to tense up. The spell’s magic started to shimmer in her cutie mark, an even larger volume funneling straight into her mind. Feeling his lust overtake him, he grabbed the back of her head and began facefucking her with reckless abandon.

Sweet, lustful juices coated Sunny’s muzzle as she moved from Izzy’s pussy and back up to her asshole. Dragging her tongue around the rim of her friend’s backdoor, she shuddered with bliss as a delicious taste akin to grape soda assailed her sense of taste. A hint of salt mixed with the flavor, the sweat on Izzy’s body offering an exciting blend. Still, she had a goal to achieve. Seeing the magic funneling faster and how Izzy was beginning to tense up, she knew her friend was close. Close to the same bliss she felt when she submitted. Desperate to have another slave enter the fold, she moved her tongue to the entrance of Izzy’s ponut and gave it the same pleasurable assault she had given the mare’s cunt once again.

Izzy felt it - the need to cum and submit in unison. The mantras the spell pushed into her mind were constant, replacing every thought she had with images and ideas of submitting herself to Anon. Long gone were her concerns over creating the bracelets, as all she could fathom was the pleasure coursing through her.

Give in to the bliss.

She felt Sunny moan into her backdoor, the earth pony riding out a climax as she had gotten herself off. The vibrations added another layer of pleasure to the already endless sea Izzy waded in, putting her right on the brink.

Give in to your purpose.

The feeling of Anon’s cock flaring in her maw sent a rush of adrenaline through her. She was moments away from it; what her mind was now telling her was a reward. She craved, no, needed his cum, and she no longer could even question it. It simply felt right.

Become his slave.

She felt Sunny press into her rump further, acting in tandem with Anon as he hilted himself inside Izzy’s mouth. She knew what was coming, feeling him let out a guttural groan above her, and finally, she gave in entirely.

An intense, unfathomable volume of pure ecstasy ran through her every last inch as her marish juices gushed from her folds and coated Sunny’s face. Her eyes rolled back, her legs felt weak, and she was only held up by Sunny holding her ass and Anon grasping her head. The climax she was enduring was quite literally life-changing, as she felt her mind be reborn from the ground up.

Creativity didn’t matter anymore. It was fun, sure, but it wasn’t her purpose. She would’ve adorned a wide smile if not for Anon’s cock filling her maw, but she still felt sheer euphoria as she was enlightened to her proper role in the world. The magic funneled entirely into her cutie mark as she felt the first ropes of Anon’s climax unload into her and fill her belly.

Her orgasm intensified, feeling Anon thrusting into her face further as Sunny greedily dug her muzzle into her snatch. Everything she was enduring didn’t feel wrong. More so, it was the furthest thing from wrong. This was right, and this was perfect. This was her purpose.

To service her Master.

Become his.

To be his slave.

She began greedily swallowing every bit of cum Anon dumped into her, savoring the feeling of his warm seed filling her. She began twerking again, knowing her Master loved it and wanting to tease Sunny back. She felt her friend still greedily lapping at her holes and moaning while she did. The pure bliss she felt as the magic burst from her cutie mark was beyond words, but she knew what it meant.

A heart surrounded by chains - her new purpose in life marked permanently onto her.

Several minutes passed as the three of them rode out their peaks, a copious amount of marish juices and cum building up from the intensity of their embrace. Audible gulps could be heard as Izzy swallowed every last vestige of her owner’s release. Sunny pulled away from Izzy’s clapping ass, a trail of saliva connecting her lips to the region that lay between those fat asscheeks.

Marecum coated the ground below as Izzy reached the end of her climax, shuddering intensely as she grasped onto the first moments of her new life. The ropes of cum gradually stopped as Anon began to pull out of her mouth. She swirled her tongue around his shaft, flicking her tongue against his tip as she hungrily lapped up any faint traces of his orgasm left. With his cock clean as a whistle, she held in a whimper as it left her.

“Aren’t you such a good bitch, Iz!” Anon complimented. “Throating my cock like a proper slave.”

Izzy’s eyes slowly opened, showing off the hearts filling them. Any traces of resistance, free will, or other passions were gone - filling her eyes with nothing but sheer, raw obedience. She giggled, looking up at him.

“Hehe ~ Thank you, Master!”

Laying on her side on the kitchen counter, Izzy’s body lurched forward every few moments. Her tits bounced freely, occasionally slapping together as one of her legs was raised and held in Anon’s grasp. The sound of wet smacks rang out alongside her moans as her Master pounded into her pussy with reckless abandon.

“Ohhh! Nngh ~ So that’s how you turned me - haa - into a proper bitch!” she exclaimed, smiling over at her friend.

Sunny nodded, long since abandoning her disguise and now looking just like her friend. She let out a deep groan, busying herself by rubbing her clit with fury. “M-mhm! Put the - unf - spell in place before you even got here! Made turning you into a slave - mmph - real easy since you gave in so fast!”

“I’m glad ~ Resisting Master’s magic - b-buck that’s good - is s-so silly!” She smiled over at Anon, staring into his eyes. “C’mon, Master! Fuck your slutty little bitch!”

Anon cracked an eye open, chuckling. “Didn’t expect you to have such a mouth on you!” He reached down, grabbing one of her tits and teasing her nipple. “Guess the seemingly innocent ones are the kinkiest~”

Izzy threw her head back, letting out a deep moan as she felt him tease her further. “Y-yuuup! I just love your cock so much! Thank you for - nngh - enslaving me!”

Her tongue hung out of her mouth as Anon slammed into her repeatedly with everything he had. She could barely comprehend the joy of being used by her Master, yet her state of nirvana was only elevated as she heard him moan deeply.

Hilting within her, his tip kissing her womb, Anon gave her everything he had. With haste, the first few ropes of cum flooded her womb entirely, forcing the excess amount to burst past the seal his tip made and coat her walls in his gift. He gripped her flank with his free hand, squeezing the plump asscheek that was now his property - her entire being belonging to him now.

Izzy barely clung to reality, gasping and sputtering incoherently as she was rocked with an intense orgasm. She wavered between reality and fantasy, overcome with euphoria that would’ve ruined any average mare’s mind. Her legs spasmed, her lust gushed from her depths, and her expression was that of sheer cocklust.

“Yesssss! Thank you, Master! Thank youuuuu!”

She only managed those few words before she devolved into a moaning mess at his mercy. Minutes went by as she was graced with her Master’s cum, the very reason for her to exist being exactly that now. Only when he let go of her tit and ass did she begin to calm, panting as she tried to come back down from the gates of nirvana.

Patting her rump, seeing the slight bulge in her belly from the size of his load, Anon slowly pulled out of her. Her pussy had been an angel’s caress the entire time he had been plowing her, but now her walls were a greedy vice desperate for more cock. Pleasurably forcing himself out of her, he managed to slip his dick from her depths, a sea of cum flowing out of her soon after.

“Speaking of enslaving ponies,” Sunny called out from afar, waving the cursed book before her. “We need to get ready for Zipp and Pipp.”

Izzy snapped out of her afterglow with a broad smile forming across her countenance. “Oh?! Master is going to enslave them too?!”

“That’s the goal, at least,” Anon answered, raising a brow at Sunny as he shook the cum off his dick. “What do we have to plan? Won't it be easy? Pipp doesn’t seem like she’d be much trouble…”

Sunny shook her head. “Pipp wouldn’t catch on, no, but Zipp would. She’s super observant and not one to be tricked easily!”

Rubbing his chin, Anon thought deeply. “So, what you’re implying is…”

A devious grin split across Sunny’s muzzle, growing in tandem with Izzy’s excited grin. The two mares quickly knew what the next phase of their plan would be, and soon after, Anon caught on as well. All three were eager to further their bliss, adding more and more of their friends to the joy of eternal submission. Licking her lips, Sunny trotted towards them, slamming the book onto the countertop beside them.

“Yup ~ We’re going to take Zipp first.”

Author's Note

This fic helped me learn that Izzy might just be the hardest character for me to write, at least so far. Either way, hope you enjoyed! :twilightsmile: