Chapter 1: Investigative Missteps
Anon flipped through the pages of the dark magic spell book he had stumbled upon a week ago, reading over the enchantments within. Every day since he had found the forbidden tome, he had felt its dark influence seeping into him further. Though, he was now long past the point of no return. He had let the dark arts within corrupt his very being, lavishing in the rewards of them since.
A book that can warp a pony's purpose into being an obedient slave was the greatest gift any guy could receive, and, glancing down as he laid in his bed, he had precisely that.
Working in unison, Sunny and Izzy both eagerly worshiped his goods. Their heart-filled eyes and corrupted cutie marks were shining brightly - the traits of any pony enslaved to him by the book. With their plump rumps raised in the air and swaying side to side, they gave their all to servicing their Master.
Izzy hungrily pleasured his nuts, lapping at them each before engulfing one into her maw in rotation. Suckling on one ball at a time, she ran her tongue all over the sensitive cumtank, excitedly shaking her ass as her arousal continually soared. A wet pop rang out from releasing it before she swiftly engulfed the other nut, repeating her actions.
Beside her, showing off her curves just like her friend was Sunny. Dutifully running her tongue up his length, slathering his shaft in her saliva, she swirled it around his tip. Briefly making eye contact with him, she dove her muzzle down, hilting his entire length down her throat in one pleasurable swoop. She bobbed up and down on his cock, throating him with whorish expertise.
Both mares were, for all intents and purposes, his property. The spell book had remade their minds and ideals to obey and pleasure him, and now they quite literally lived to do what they were doing now. He should've felt guilty, being he had forcefully rewritten these two's minds to become sex slaves, but thanks to the book's corruption, his morals had become twisted.
He craved power, desired to learn more, and, most importantly to him, was determined to amass more slaves for his harem. Sunny and Izzy were phenomenal catches. Both were stunning mares, had fat asses, thick thighs, and plump tits, but he still wanted more.
He had been railing and savoring the duo's bodies nonstop for the last two days. Since he had some time before the royal pegasus sisters returned, he'd been taking advantage of the ability to savor Sunny and his newest acquisition. Fucking Izzy on the Brighthouse's balcony, railing Sunny as she tried to make them dinner, or waking up to both worshiping his body—he enjoyed that and much more as of recent.
However, later today, Zipp and Pipp were both expected to return from their trip to visit their home. Sunny had already suggested, or rather advised, that he should enslave Zipp first. That mare was clever, insightful, and determined to solve a mystery if she found one—something that could be quite the risk in theory. He could brute force her into submission with the assistance of Izzy and Sunny, but even then, it was a chance he feared taking.
"So, when're you thinking Zipp and Pipp are coming back?" he asked, eyeing his two slaves.
Sunny slowly pulled back off his cock, slipping it out of her maw inch by inch before giving his tip a kiss. "At five or so, at least that's what Pipp texted me saying."
These ponies having technology like his original world always threw Anon off and, honestly, kinda took away from the whole magical land vibe this world gave.
Pursing his lip at the thought, he shoved it aside and pressed his companions further. "Have you found any spells you think will work best?"
"Mmph~" Izzy moaned, releasing one of his balls from her lips. Giving it a quick parting lick, she tapped her chin. "Wellllll, Sunny and I have been looking, but we really don't know what would work best!" She fought the urge to dive back down onto his nuts, continuing. "She's astute, super brave, and incredibly stubborn - kiiiiinda a recipe for resistance."
Sunny nodded, giving his tip another kiss before speaking. "Plus, if we mess up in any way, she's sure to escape. She's pretty darn fast. I don't think Izzy or I could catch up to her in time if she got out of the Brighthouse."
"And what if she did?" Anon questioned.
"You'd probably be dealing with Hitch and some guards soon after," Izzy answered, gently caressing his package with her magic.
Anon furrowed his brow, thinking over the possibility of them failing. Not gaining Zipp as a slave was terrible enough, but dealing with some guards and Hitch was a more significant threat. He was friends with the sheriff, but he certainly wouldn't want to be on the receiving end of the stallion's anger. Hitch might've seemed like a gentle guy, but with the muscles and build he was packing, he'd probably easily crush Anon's ribs.
Shuddering at the thought, Anon bit his lip. "And there's not much we could do about Hitch anyways, right?"
"Actually~" Sunny cooed, adorning a devious smirk. "Izzy and I did find some spells that can change a pony's gender within the book. They could come in handy if you ever feel like taking her on, too~"
That remark surprised Anon. He had gone through the book himself a few days earlier and had seen no such spells. Though, he had read some more notes left by the previous owner. One such message stated the tome seemed to have a mind of its own, adapting and evolving on a whim. It felt like a bit of a deus ex machina, but he wouldn't complain about the spell book changing to satisfy his power fantasies.
The prospect of changing Hitch into a mare was enticing, but for now, all Anon did was put a mental pin in the thought. Currently, he had a different priority—enslaving Zipp. His slaves were right about how risky taking her on would be; thus, they'd have to take things slow. Sunny had been sudden, Izzy had been fast, but Zipp would require an extra layer of planning and preparation.
"So we should be pretty careful with her, yeah?" Anon asked. "Last thing you two want is to be released from my control, isn't that right?~"
"I never want my free will back, Master! Mindlessly serving you is my purpose! It's what I was born for!" Sunny frowned, nodding her head. "I can't imagine anything worse, Master!"
"I've only been your fucktoy for a few days, but I don't ever ever ever want to go back to my former self!" Izzy followed, looking up at Anon worriedly. "Serving you and your cock is waaaaay better than any crafts I could ever make!"
Sunny raised her ass, turning to show off her corrupted cutie mark. "See! I'm yours! It's all I'm good for!" She shook her flank, letting Anon see it bounce. "I love it so much!
Izzy mimicked her, shifting and presenting her thick rump. "These flanks don't lie, and my cutie mark says what I am, loud and clear!" She twerked even harder than Sunny, a few claps ringing out. "It's the best feeling ever!"
"Good girls," Anon praised, earning a smile from both of them. "So, how should we approach this?"
Sunny paused, sitting upright and tapping her chin. "Even though we could just try and trick her off the bat, it's not as enjoyable." She carefully trotted towards him, laying beside him and snuggling up against him. "Maybe we can watch her closely for a day or two? See if she has anything we can exploit?" She eyed the tome, scrunching her muzzle. "The ring is strong, but I don't think it'd be safe to rely on it. Plus, my magic isn't exactly the greatest. It's best to wait and see if any golden opportunities arrive."
Izzy hastily approached Anon's other side, laying down and resting her head on his shoulder. "Yeah, my magic isn't the best either, hehe. I usually use it for crafting and stuff, noooot enslaving ponies to my wonderful Master~" She eyed Sunny, nodding. "Though, the book does give me a huuuuge boost in arcane ability! Either way, I think Sunny's idea is great! We'll need time to plan this out!"
"And if all goes well," Sunny started, summoning her alicorn powers. Using her magic, she began to caress Anon's nuts. "Her fat ass will be bouncing on your cock like a proper mare should~"
"It's pretty funny!" Izzy furthered, shrouding his shaft in her arcane grasp and beginning to stroke it. "She acts so cool and works out a ton, but she seems to be totally oblivious to how juicy her flank is!"
Anon leaned his head back, sighing with pleasure. "Really? I mean, I've seen the cheeks on her, but I figured she'd be pretty aware of it."
"I think having super fat asses is just in her genes…or something," Izzy giggled, stroking Anon faster. "I dunno ~ Never really thought too hard about it!"
Sunny shrugged, funneling heat into her magic and fondling his nuts with increased vigor. "She's probably too stubborn to accept it. Something like blissful ignorance and stuff."
Anon listened to the two mares going back and forth about their friend's tantalizing traits, gradually tuning them out as he laid back and savored the pleasure their magic was giving him. He had ogled Zipp countless times, always savoring how the tomboy's flanks bounced when she walked. They had a point about her ass being the fattest of the group, with Pipp close behind her. That plump rump would ideally be serving his cock soon enough. It only got better as he thought about her further since not only was she carrying arguably the juiciest rear in Equestria, but her tits were damn near melons. He had only seen them a few times but knew enough to put them a bit below Pipp in size.
Maybe it was genetics, but he definitely wasn't going to complain. The idea of Zipp working out so much, trying so hard to play it cool and pull off the tomboy act, only to still have a perfect set of breeding hips on her, made his already pleasured loins tingle with more excitement. She might deny having such a juicy flank, but he'd have her eagerly clapping it while begging to be fucked soon enough.
He only had to wait a few days to form a plan with his slaves. The wait to add Zipp to his harem would be grueling, but thankfully he had Izzy and Sunny to vent his sexual frustrations onto. He could fuck them both before the sisters arrived later today and whenever they were alone the rest of the time.
Licking his lips, he slid his hands down each mare's back and gripped down on their flanks. The pair moaned as he did, satisfying him with their magic with renewed passion. Feeling up their rumps, he eyed the dark magic tome on his end table. Its corruptive forces called to him, twisting his mind further and encouraging him to continue his despicable misdeeds.
Surely things would go smoothly with Zipp.
"Ugh, did we have to bring back so much stuff?"
Zipp sighed, having grown far too tired of her sister's complaining on their journey back to Maretime Bay. "I told you, we can't always use the Mare Stream, so we had to hoof it there." She glared back at Pipp. "And last time I checked, most of this stuff is yours," she shifted the saddlebags on her back, "and most of it is being carried by me."
"Fair point," Pipp mumbled, perking up as she saw Maretime Bay approaching the horizon. "Finally."
The two sisters picked up their pace. Trotting along the cobblestone path leading to the bustling town, they eagerly made their way into it, their legs yearning for a moment of relaxation.
"Do you think Sunny is doing okay? She was barely replying to my texts all week…" Pipp breathed, looking at the Brighthouse in the distance.
Zipp shrugged. Truth be told, she wasn't sure why Sunny wasn't too chatty lately. Usually, the mare was rather punctual with her replies and eager to hear about the happenings over in Zephyr Heights. For her to not ask any questions, let alone not reply, something had to have kept her busy.
The detective side of Zipp began to stir, already feeling as if something was off. The only replies she or Pipp had received from Sunny lately were ones explaining she was busy with Anon. The one time they got her on a video call, she was sweaty, breathing heavily, and desperate to hang up as soon as possible—even when it looked like she was just lying in bed.
Thinking on it further, her suspicion only deepened. Izzy had been quite chatty in their messages until she returned to the Brighthouse. She was ranting about all her new crafting ideas and then suddenly went radio silent for the entire remainder of the day after. When she and Pipp finally got ahold of her again, asking if she and Sunny were well, she too explained she was just busy with Anon.
She wasn't one to accuse anypony, or anybodyin this case, but the two seemed to be very focused on the alien lately. The bipedal creature was a friend of theirs and herself, but he sometimes gave her some odd vibes. She couldn't understand why he stared at her so often, but he always seemed fascinated by her whenever she did catch a glimpse of him doing it. Maybe he was awestruck by being around a princess, or perhaps he was still shocked to see such interesting ponies that he said didn't exist back where he was from.
She chalked it up to the latter option since he always seemed to stare at her friends too. She figured it was innocent, but it still gave her a weird vibe. He'd always been a friendly guy, eager to help and assist whenever possible. He usually joined them when they hung out, he meshed well with them, and they were his only friends in this world. Ponies still hadn't truly accepted him, so she couldn't be all too surprised to see he was with her friends a ton this week.
Even still, something felt wrong. Sunny's video call, the way Izzy had suddenly stopped messaging her, and the overall vibe she was getting just threw her off. A spark inside her surged, her deep interest in investigating skyrocketing to the surface as she was determined to figure out if something else was going on.
Looking over at Pipp, she scrunched her muzzle. "Honestly, I dunno. Don't you think she and Izzy acted weird this week?"
"I mean, I guess so," Pipp replied, stopping her trot. "Here, let me video call Izzy to let her know we'll be there soon. She should be free."
Zipp paused her trot as well, scooching over beside her. The smaller pegasus pulled her phone out from under a wing, unlocking it with absurd speed and dialing Izzy's number.
"You're freakishly fast at that…" Zipp grumbled.
"Hush," Pipp shot back, rolling her eyes. "It's my jobto use this thing, after all."
The two stood still, listening and waiting as the device rang. One ring, nothing, then two, still nothing, three, four, five—still no answer. The two sighed as the phone went to Izzy's voicemail. The cheery, high-energy message left by the unicorn didn't finish as Pipp hung up.
"Welp, guess we'll just -"
"Call her again."
Pipp raised a brow. "What? Why?"
"Just do it," Zipp pressed, nudging a hoof toward the phone.
Her interest in her friends' odd activity only grew further. Izzy was always eager to greet them whenever they came back home. The mare knew that she and Pipp were returning today, so it'd only make sense for her to be on top of her phone like she always was whenever one of their group was coming back to the Brighthouse.
She looked at the phone's screen intensely, patiently awaiting as the first ring sounded out. Her vision narrowed, moving from the device to the Brighthouse, an abundance of theories running through her head. As the third ring occurred, she figured there was no luck but perked up as it was answered.
"Haaa ~ W-what's up, Pipp?"
The pegasus' eyes lit up as she smiled down at her friend. "Oh! Hi, Izzy! Zipp and I were just worried about you! We just got back into Maretime Bay!"
"Wow! That's great! Huff ~ Can't wait to see you!"
Zipp's ear twitched. She knew that was Izzy speaking, but was she moaning? She shook her head, assuming she was hearing things. Even with Izzy talking oddly, acting out of the ordinary, and not seeming like herself overall, Zipp opted to give the situation a partial benefit of the doubt. Leaning over her sister, she waved at the unicorn, pausing as she saw her friend's current state on the phone.
Sweat ran down Izzy's face, a deep, crimson blush spread across her muzzle, and she sounded like she was panting. Her hunch that something was going on was only strengthened when she saw magic flicker within Izzy's eyes. If anything was going to set her off, it was that.
"You wouldn't happen to be with Sunny now, would you?"
"I-I'm over - huff - here!" a voice called from afar.
Zipp knew it was Sunny, but she also sounded out of breath. "What're you two doing?"
Izzy's eyes widened as she awkwardly smiled at the camera. "O-oh! Just working on a teeny tiny thing with Anon! We needed some help…erm…moving my bed a bit! It's just sooo heavy!"
"Then why does it look like you're on it?" Zipp furthered, taking the phone from Pipp's hoof and holding it in her own.
Pipp puffed her cheeks out. "Rude."
The bigger pegasus didn't reply, staring daggers into Izzy. "Matter of fact, where is Anon? Do you think you could show me what you're all up to? You're holding the phone pretty close to your face; I can't see anything behind you or around you."
Izzy frantically looked side to side, chuckling awkwardly. Zipp's suspicions gradually rose with each passing second as she heard the sound of whispers in the background.
"W-well! Gotta go! Talk later, Zipp byeeee!"
Abruptly, Izzy hung up on her, causing Zipp to grit her teeth. She wasn't angry at the mare for the rude goodbye; more so, she was horribly suspicious of Anon. Him being there so often, with their apparent obsession over him as of late, sent off a few warnings in her mind.
"Well, that was weird," Pipp murmured, shrugging it off. "Hey, I need to check on Mane Melody for a few hours. Jazz has been spamming me alllll week about needing some help." She playfully nudged her sister's shoulder, smiling over at her. "Let Iz and Sunny know I'll be there by dinner, probably, alright? If not, just assume I'm sleeping in the spare room above the shop. Work has gotta come first, after all!"
"Uh-huh, no problem," Zipp replied, uninterested.
Watching her sister pout before departing, she narrowed her gaze at her home. Something was going on inside the Brighthouse, be it malicious or innocent, but she was confident it related to Anon somehow. If he was hiding something, she'd find out—and fast.
"Phew…" Izzy sighed, placing the phone down.
Taking a moment to breathe, her calming breaths were quickly replaced with moans as Anon resumed fucking her from behind. Her worried look morphed lustful in mere seconds as she giggled to herself and glanced back at him.
"I think they bought it," she continued.
Laying on her side, already stuffed full of Anon's spunk, Sunny shook her head. "You think Zipp of all ponies would buy that?" She scrunched her muzzle, eyeing the clock. "She's already suspicious! And she'll be here any minute!"
"Hey, no fair! You got Master's cum, so - unf - I'm not cutting my turn short!" Izzy huffed, slamming back into Anon actively.
Anon, for as much as he loved railing Izzy's backdoor, partially agreed with Sunny. It seemed like the two pegasi were returning home very, very soon, which meant taking any risks was out of the question. Regretfully, he began to pull out of Izzy's asshole, slipping his shaft out of her depths and forcing a frustrated whimper from the mare.
"Master?" she whined, pouting. "B-but…my sparkle was shining so bright just then! It was feeling so good!"
He gave her a soft pat on the rump, smiling down at her. "Listen, I'll rail you into a near coma to make up for this later, okay?" He looked between her and Sunny. "You two should go shower. I'll make the bed and try to make everything seem normal."
Huffing out air in frustration, Izzy begrudgingly replied. "You better fuck me super, duper hard then, Master." She slipped off the bed, already beginning to trot towards the downstairs bathroom. "And I mean like…two or more rounds in a row! It's just the best~"
"Hehe," Sunny giggled, quickly following behind her friend. "How about we shower together, and I let you lap up the cum stuffing my pussy right now?~"
The two mares gave one another sultry looks as Izzy licked her lips and eyed Sunny's cum-filled snatch. Purposely swaying their hips and keeping their tails flagged, they giggled to one another as they teased Anon before disappearing down the stairs.
Taunted by the amorous show they put on, Anon began to swiftly put on his clothes. His rock-solid shaft was screaming for a bit of relief, but he managed to force it into his pants for the time being. Hastily zipping his jeans up and putting his shirt on over his head, he put Sunny's bed back in standard order.
"Hey, Anon."
He jumped in place, stumbling back in shock and falling flat on his ass. He couldn't mistake that voice, and he couldn't mistake the face he was now looking up at.
"H-hey, Zipp! I didn't see you come in!"
The pegasus gestured towards a nearby open window. "Just came in through there. Sorry, didn't mean to scare you." She noted how he was sitting beside Sunny's bed, her sheets still clutched in one of his hands. "What the hay are you up to?" She sniffed the air, her muzzle scrunching as she did. "And what's that smell? Lavender and oranges?"
Anon tensed up, feeling her narrowed gaze staring daggers into him. Her face was smothered in a look of raw distrust as she occasionally pulled her eyes away from him and surveyed the room.
"N-nah, you didn't scare me, haha! I was just moving Sunny's bed for her, that's all!" he stuttered. "A-and the smell is just some new air freshener we were - uh - trying out!"
Zipp's ear twitched. "Sunny's bed, hmm?" She slowly hovered down to the ground, trotting closer to him. "Where is she anyways? And Izzy, for that matter?"
How she emphasized Sunny's name sent off an alarm in Anon's head. He may have been lucky so far with deceiving his other two friends, but he was an awful liar in reality. Pair that with how perceptive Zipp was, and he had a recipe for disaster.
"Sunny's in the shower, and Izzy is - er - out grabbing some more supplies!" He looked around, seeing an opportunity to possibly counter the pressure Zipp was laying on him. "Where's Pipp? I thought she was supposed to come back home with you?"
"She has some work to do at Mane Melody," Zipp grumbled, trotting past him.
Anon would've replied, but his focus had shifted entirely to her body. As she walked right next to him, he managed to get a damn good view of her hefty tits, both amorous mountains swaying below her beautifully. With him still sitting down, he was blessed with a perfect sight of her ass, nearly hugging his face as she moved closelypast him.
Each step made those thick asscheeks of hers jiggle, sending ripples through her flesh and nearly making him drool at the sight. His luck only got better as he got a good look at her nethers in between each step she took. Right below her dock, her ponut rested, perky and ready to be railed. Lower, her beautiful marehood awaited, holding unfathomable amounts of pleasurable potential. Sweat glistened on her body from her trip, highlighting her curves and making her cheeks shine in the light. He even managed to get the slightest whiff of her scent; a fragrant blend of vanilla and berries wafted from her, built up from her strenuous journey home.
Focusing on it, Izzy and Sunny were right—she easily had the plumpest rump of the group. It was an odd fact, being she tried so hard to stay fit and the like, but it seemed it was in her very genetics to have an absolutely massive rump on her. He could already envision the sight and sound of it clapping in his mind as she was drooling from her cunt and begging to be claimed. Her huge ass, fat tits, juicy thighs, and more made for an unfathomably hot mare—one he would enslave under any circumstances.
"So, what have you three been up to?"
Blinking wildly, Anon was snapped from his sinful thoughts. "Huh?"
"Izzy and Sunny seemed awfully busy with you all week," she continued, eyeing him up and down. "You told me you helped with Sunny's bed…but what else were you up to?"
Sweat ran down Anon's forehead as he could sense the suspicion dripping from the pegasus' voice. "Well - erm - you know! Crafts, research, and all that!"
"Research? On what?" she pressed.
He scraped his mind for an idea, soon reminded of his initial escapade with Sunny to the ruins of Canterlot that led him to acquire the book in the first place. "Well, Sunny and I went on that trip to that old pony city, and we found a bunch of stuff!"
Zipp simply raised a brow. "Like what?"
Anon knew full well that mentioning a dark, forbidden tome designed to enslave ponies into being obedient thralls wasn't exactly a topic he should bring up, but he had to think of something. Ever since he returned with Sunny, they had been too busy rutting to review the other uncovered artifacts. He only could recall one thing from the pile, and he prayed it'd be enough.
"Well, Sunny was excited about this book about the Canterlot Gardens." He reflected back on the day, fondly recalling the beginning of his amorous adventure. "And she was really into it before -"
He slammed his hand over his mouth, silencing himself before letting the truth slip through. Reminiscing over that day was nice, but his own thoughts had been all too quickly consumed by the lustful bliss he had experienced to focus on keeping up his act. Gulping nervously, he lowered his hand, smiling awkwardly as Zipp stepped towards him.
"Before what?"
Anon scrambled back, putting his hands up defensively as Zipp moved towards him. "Well, you see, we were just so busy! And - um - I…uh…h-hang on, let me start over!"
The pegasus had taken on a more aggressive expression, her suspicions of him clearly exploding at his stumbling. He knew Zipp was perceptive, but to pin him into a corner, also thanks in part to his incompetence, this fast, was surreal. Falling back onto Sunny's bed, panic coursing through him, he watched as Zipp loomed over him menacingly.
"Hey, Mast - eep!"
The two whirled their attention to the stairs, only to see Sunny standing at the top of them. Mane glistening in the sun's rays seeping in through the window, faint traces of water dripping down her body, and with a small towel wrapped around her head, the earth pony's eyes were wide as could be.
"Hey, who?" Zipp questioned, keeping her stance over Anon.
Sunny's eyes darted back and forth between Zipp and her Master, gulping. "Heeeey…" she trailed off, shifting uncomfortably. "Erm…Master of Tomes?"
"What?" Anon and Zipp both blurted out in unison.
"Y-yeah, Master of Tomes! Remember, Anon?" Sunny stammered, looking over at the human pleadingly. "We - er - had that whole competition over who could read the books from Canterlot the fastest and remember the most? Said if I lost, I'd have to call you that?" She chuckled awkwardly, raising a hoof and waving over at Zipp. "And, hi, Zipp! Didn't expect you so…soon. Where's Pipp?"
"She's busy," Zipp shot back. Trotting over towards Sunny, she eyed the mare up and down. "He read about ancient pony history faster and deeper than you?" She glanced over at Anon, staring accusatory daggers straight into him. "Odd, since he was just telling me he could only recall one book you brought back."
"Oooh! Are we talking about the spellb-"
Izzy didn't get to finish her sentence, finding Sunny's hoof slapped right against her mouth and silencing her with haste as soon as she reached the room. Looking confused momentarily, her eyes widened as she saw Zipp.
With Sunny retracting her in-the-moment muzzle, Izzy immediately continued. "Spell-Based Baaaaking book? Hehe." She hid behind her lie with an awkward chuckle, sheepishly waving at Zipp. "Hey, Zippster!"
"Ugh, how many times have I told you not to call me that!" Zipp groaned, shaking her head right after. "Whatever! Tell me how the hay he doesn't remember anything from those books. Heck, why didn't you tell me anything about them?! You seemed ecstatic about them when you first told me! You know I love Equestrian history! There could even be some answers about the Unity Crystals!"
"Well…you see…"
"And you," Zipp continued, ignoring Sunny's reply and pointing at Izzy. "I thought you just went out for a supply run!"
Izzy raised a brow, seeing Anon's pleading gaze and quickly catching on. "Yeah, I was! I ran all over to get some needed things for my new project!"
"So why do you look like you just showered?" Zipp countered, stepping up to the unicorn.
Izzy gulped, looking back into the pegasus' eyes. "This…is um…sweat! Yeah! That supply run really made for a good workout!"
"Uh-huh, and I'm supposed to assume you just smell like our shampoo?"
"It was…through a field?"
Zipp went silent, looking Izzy up and down several times. There weren't any flower fields nearby, and Izzy wasn't one to lie, at least to her, but it seemed like she knew something was clearly off. She stared deeply into the unicorn's eyes, looking for any hints, any clues that could support her hunch.
"What I was going to say before you cut me off," Sunny grumbled, pretending to be more annoyed than nervous, "is that I'm trying to save reading most of them with you!" She gestured towards Anon, scowling at him. "Which is why he even won in the first place! When he and I started the competition, I felt guilty about going over them without you."
That reply caught Zipp off-guard, snapping her from her staredown with Izzy. The remark was awfully in character for Sunny, and it didseem to excuse Anon's lack of knowledge, derailing her momentum and earning the scheming group a moment to breathe. Still, even with her taking a step back, she glanced at Anon, her glare making him shrink back.
Turning away and meeting Sunny's eyes, she stared intensely at the earth pony. With the focus she held, it was apparent she was looking for something. She narrowed her gaze, hummed to herself quietly, and pursed her lips. Seconds went by before she suddenly perked up and her wings twitched at her sides, seemingly attempting to hide a sudden burst of excitement. Barely managing to do so, she cleared her throat.
"I guess that's fair. Sorry, Sunny," she sighed, faking a look and smiling at her friend. "I just got ahead of myself. Just have a hunch on something."
Sunny returned her friend's smile, shrugging. "Eh, it's no big deal. I know how you are with your investigations. Whatever you're suspicious of, I'm sure you'll figure it out." She turned to present the pile of items beside her bed, left there a day after Anon had claimed her. "Do you want to go through some of these? There are some fascinating ones!"
Zipp eyed the pile, noting the abundance of books, scrolls, and old trinkets. It was a gold mine of information on ancient Equestria, a genuine look inside the world of before. She couldn't deny her near childlike wonder at the mountain of potential knowledge before her. Still, her face slowly began to drift upward. A bejeweled, menacing tome was resting on the end table, emanating a soft glow. The aura it gave off felt corrupt, and its light stirred Zipp to speak.
"Why don't we start with that one?" she asked, gesturing for a response.
She was fishing for a reaction, and she sure did get one. Anon, Izzy, and Sunny all hastily leaped towards the book, shielding it from her and shaking their heads.
"N-nah! We can't! This one's got some really weird stuff going on with it!" Sunny blurted out.
Zipp raised a brow. "So weird you keep it right on your bedside?"
Sunny winced at the reply, looking around frantically and searching for an answer.
"It's - uh - super dangerous! Just touching it can hurt a pony!" Izzy followed.
"So dangerous that Anon has his hand on it right now?"
The human's eyes went wide, looking down at his appendage and gulping.
"Well, you see," he began, rubbing the back of his head. Thinking for a moment, he continued. "Humans actually have a latent resistance to dark magic, it seems. At least, that's what we've gained from the research we've been doing." He stood up tall, trying to seem confident. "Which means only I can study this thing."
Zipp didn't reply, eyeing the book behind the three. She wasn't entirely sure, but she had a pretty good feeling that it was the answer to her questions. They were oddly protective of it, clearly lying about something, and the fact that Anon was so intent on claiming it was only accessible to him made her want to investigate it all the more.
"You know what, Sunny," she breathed, turning away from the group. "I've actually gotta do some stuff with Pipp back at Mane Melody. We can look over everything later and, of course, not mess with that book!" She forced her voice to sound enthusiastic and genuine, smiling back at the three. "Don't wanna unleash some ancient curse or whatever, y'know?"
Sunny looked right at her, then at Anon, and back to her. "O-oh! Well, sure! That sounds good to me!"
"Sweet, I'll catch you guys later." She began to trot toward the stairs, intent on taking the normal exit this time. "Sorry for acting all huffy and stuff. Guess I'm just itching for a mystery or something."
The group watched on as the pegasus waved at them with a wing and began to make her way down the stairs. Anon drank in each bounce of her ass as she descended, lavishing in the sight of her vast cheeks jiggling, unbeknownst to her. Seeing her and her tantalizing rump disappear out of view, sorrowed to lose the picture he had but relieved her suspicion was gone, he sighed.
His nerves were on edge, his heart was racing, and adrenaline was coursing through him. His arousal had spiked from seeing Zipp's rump, and he knew just how to satisfy it and calm himself down. Gliding his hands down, he cupped Izzy and Sunny's asses, squeezing their flanks and earning a pleasurable gasp from them.
"That seemed like a success!" He chuckled to himself, his lust untamed and unkempt. "How about I plow you both into quivering messes for pulling that off without a hitch?"
Izzy pressed her ass back into him, letting him squeeze her asscheek further. "Ooooh! That sounds so so good ~ Plus, you still gotta fill me up!"
Sunny didn't react as quickly as her friend, nervously glancing out the window. She wasn't entirely sure their ruse had worked, and Zipp certainly seemed suspicious. As much as Sunny would have liked to have an established plan, her concern that they'd simply have to brute force the mare into submission was becoming more and more likely to her. Still, as she felt her Master smack her ass, her purpose of being his fucktoy conquered her concerns, ushering her to press against his hand.
"Mmmm ~ I guess we probably did convince her," she cooed, licking her lips. "Now stuff my holes like the bitch I am for you, Master!~"
As she felt him smack her flank again, earning a deep moan, she began to shake her rump eagerly. Izzy had mimicked her, the sounds of their cheeks obediently clapping filling the air. She could see her Master start to strip as any and all worries from before were swiftly vanquished. She was going to get fucked by him; that was her very reason to exist. Worrying didn't matter, not right now. Serving was her priority.
Plus, Zipp probably didn't have many reasons to suspect them anyways.
"I'm telling you! I've never been this suspicious of anypony ever!"
Zipp paced back and forth, frantically running thoughts through her mind as she vocalized her concerns to her only present company.
"I think with him, it's more somebody since he's a hooman or whatever they're called," Hitch replied, sitting behind his desk and pushing a stack of papers to the side.
Zipp shook her head, stamping a hoof against the ground, causing her entire flank to bounce without realizing it. She was wholly unaware that Hitch had long since taken his eyes off of his work and had them focused on her, or rather, a part of her.
"That's not the point!" she groaned, pacing again. "They're lying! He lied about moving Sunny's bed, Izzy lied about going out for supplies, and I'm sure Sunny lied about…something! They're all lying!"
Hitch simply nodded, too distracted by her fat ass to entirely focus. "Uh-huh…"
"And I think I know why!" she continued, whirling around to face the sheriff.
With the view of her flank stripped from him, Hitch sighed. "Zipp, we've known Anon for ages. We're his only friends, he has no magic, and he's been nothing but good to us. If your hunch is accusing him of -"
"Doing something to them? Yeah, it is!" She trotted towards his desk, slamming a hoof onto it. "It's all pointing to something, and that something is that book!"
Hitch raised a brow. "That weird glowing one you mentioned before?"
"Yes!"
He leaned back in his chair, tapping his hoof against the floor. "Okay, I'll give you that. From what you said, it does seem really suspicious." He gestured toward her, raising a brow. "But what exactly are we supposed to do? We can't just go off an assumption. Heck, I'm still kind of lost with this whole situation."
"You're not doing anything; I'm going to handle this," she stated, puffing her chest out. "What better way to solidify my detective skills than busting some grand scheme Anon might be up to."
"If he's even up to anything."
"I know he's up to something, Hitch. My intuition is never wrong."
Hitch rolled his eyes. "You've been saying that about Misty too, and, low and behold, you've found nothing on her." He pouted his lips, eyeing her. "Maybe you have a problem with accusing your newer friends of stuff."
"I said there's something going on with her. I never said exactly what! I just know whatever her deal is, she isn't being frank with us." Zipp shook her head, pointing at the sheriff. "The same goes with Anon! I'm not saying he's doing anything horrible, just that he's done something. Maybe he just made them like him more, or is trying to mask some kind of fuck up he did-"
"Language."
"Ugh," she groaned. "Maybe he's trying to mask some kind of mistake he made, or maybe…well, I don't know what exactly, but there's something!"
"Something, something, and more something," Hitch teased, waggling an eyebrow at her. "Real good detective pitch there. 'The Something Case About Something That Someone Was Doing Something,' a real eye-catcher."
Zipp's ears folded back as she frowned at the stud. "Y'know, I don't remember you being this cheeky with me."
"I know! That's usually your thing with me," he cheerily replied, chuckling. "I've dealt with Sunny for years, and lying is exactly her forté—at least with me when it comes to not crashing presentations. Honestly, Anon probably isn't even the one behind whatever you think is going on. I'm sure Sunny has been rubbing that part of her off on them—if something is happening. Who knows, maybe they have a surprise planned for you or something."
Zipp sighed, taking a notepad out from under her wing. Within it was an abundance of notes relating to the mystery at hoof. Izzy's lies, Sunny's behavior, and Anon as a whole. All three seemed off, but most notable were the observations she had made with the two ponies' eyes. They seemed partially glazed over, as if something was hiding whatever was truly within them. She had almost given away her findings when she perked up earlier, but she saw a glint of magic flow through Sunny's eyes.
The same color as the book they hid from her.
Everything pointed her in one direction—she needed to get that book. The claim that it was dangerous might be true, but she had to take the risk. If she could get her hooves on it and read whatever it contained, she'd probably get a definitive answer to her suspicion.
She raised a wing and waved toward the station's front door. "Maybe. I'm gonna go figure this all out. I'll come back and tell you what I find out later."
Hitch's eyes had drawn back to that plump rump, leading him to only mumble in response as she left. He'd have shown more concern, but it was far too hard to focus with her flaunting that ass at all times.
Regardless, he was more than sure Anon was innocent as could be.
Zipp carefully and quietly slithered up the side of the Brighthouse, hugging its wall as closely as possible. She had been staking out the home for hours, waiting for a moment to make her move. Though it was a grueling wait, her chance had come as she saw Anon and Sunny depart the home together.
Flapping her wings as softly as she could, she crept towards the top window of the home, the very same one she had come in through earlier. With Sunny and Anon both gone, that left only Izzy in her way. Optimally she could find where the book was and grab it without the unicorn noticing. If she somehow got caught, she'd have to make a mad dash for the exit with a stolen tome in tow.
Peeking in through the window, seeing no purple mare, she slowly creaked it open. Slipping through it, she grumbled as her rump got stuck, forcing her to pry the window open further with her wing. Though, with one wing folded back awkwardly to free herself, she could not stop herself from falling to the floor once she did slip through.
Flailing through the air momentarily, she crashed into the floor with a solid thud, knocking over a few pencils on Sunny's desk. She winced, not in pain but worry, fully expecting to hear Izzy frantically running over to see what had caused the commotion.
"Nnngh ~ Yes! Oh, buck yes, Master!"
Her ear twitched, hearing something that was unmistakable. Slowly looking up, she saw Izzy on her bed across the room. The sight would have been nothing out of the ordinary if not for the dildo being arcanely plunged into the mare nonstop.
A blush exploded onto Zipp's muzzle as she watched her friend get herself off. Izzy was in what seemed to be pure bliss, head back and eyes closed, basking in the immense pleasure she was disposing upon herself. The scent of grapes wafted through the air, yet another sign of the joy the unicorn was experiencing.
Thankfully, Izzy was too lost in her pleasure and deafened by her moans to notice Zipp's slip-up. The sight flustered her for a moment, but Zipp quickly shook it off, focusing on her task. The voyeuristic view might've gotten most ponies worked up, but she wasn't most ponies. She never cared much for eyeing up other mares or stallions, heck, she never even looked at herself really. She was rather stoic when it came to her lustful desires, suppressing them away so they wouldn't interfere with her mood, workouts, and whatever else she was up to.
"Ohhhh ~ Master! That is s-so amazing! Oh, my sparkle is shining so bright!"
Zipp's ear twitched, hearing her friend utter the name 'Master' again. She quickly connected things, noting that Sunny had slipped up what seemed to have been intended as a 'Master' when speaking to Anon earlier. If Izzy was saying that, she could only assume it had some relation to Anon. Now finding concerns welling into her, hoping deep down that maybe the three were up to some far too indulgent roleplay, she began to search for the book.
Sneaking over to the pile of relics, her chest twisted into a knot as she saw the end table bare and empty—no book in sight. Frantically looking around, sifting through the pile of artifacts nearby, she found no signs of the mysterious tome.
"Haaa ~ Yes! Plow your slave!"
Izzy's moans forced Zipp to glance back, now seeing the unicorn furiously bucking her hips into the air as she slammed her dildo into herself. Her tits bounced with each thrust she made as a visual stream of marish juices ran down her inner thighs and along the curves of her asscheeks. Even with how stern she was, Zipp couldn't deny the sight did look exceptionally hot. Still, her attention was snatched away by something glowing on Izzy's end table.
The book.
Fighting off her instinctual urge to sprint over and scoop the tome up, Zipp assessed her situation. Izzy seemed well distracted, and if any time was good to make a move, it had to be now. Stooping down low to the ground and keeping a close eye on Izzy, Zipp scurried across the floor toward the unicorn's bed.
The sound of Izzy's moans grew louder the closer Zipp got, and the aromatic scent the mare gave off also intensified. Her sinuses filled with Izzy's tangy aroma, making her shudder with unexpected delight. She was good at hiding away things that were arousing, but she certainly wasn't immune. Biting her lip, hugging as close to the floor as she could, she slowly reached up toward the book.
And then Izzy turned.
Given no more than a second to react, Zipp grabbed the tome and rolled under the bed, holding her breath as she waited to see if Izzy had seen her.
"Ahhhhn ~ Oh gosh! This is s-so much better than working on my projects!"
Zipp let out a quiet sigh, relieved that Izzy had only coincidentally turned as she made her penultimate move. Knowing the unicorn was still writhing with pleasure above her, the sound of the mattress squeaking booming into her ears, Zipp felt a chill run down her spine as the book was held in her grasp.
Its design was intimidating, and its mere touch sent off alarms in her head. She was grateful to know that her friends had indeed lied about the dangers of touching it, at least it seemed as such, but now she had to investigate her crucial piece of evidence.
Turning the cover of the book, she began to peruse its pages. The spells all related to cutie marks, be it changing them somehow, removing them, or even earning them. There were many small footnotes on each page, most of which were signed by somepony labeled as 'S.G.' So far, it seemed harmless enough, but as she searched further, her eyes only widened.
The following content contains dark magic practices. The spells within this section can, and possibly will, have permanent effects.
Dark magic, something she had only heard from old stories her mom had told her when she was a foal. The practice was unheard of, something lost to time itself. Yet, here she was, face to face with a spellbook containing the very forbidden practices.
Turning the page, her concerns from before blossomed. Illustrated on the aged paper was a faded image of a heart surrounded by chains. The art wasn't all too menacing on its own, but what was written below gave her an answer to her mystery.
The following spell specializes in manipulating a pony's cutie mark to warp their mind, body, and soul. When the following spell is cast on a pony, its process may vary. Regardless, it will change a pony's cutie mark to the depiction shown above, and, in turn, make them entirely obedient to whomever is assigned as their Master.
It all made sense. Sunny and Izzy acting so odd, their sudden obsession with Anon, and most evidently, why they had both been using the word Master.
They were referring to him.
She flipped through more pages, seeing more and more versions of this corrupt spell. Connective Enthrallment, Ruining Runes, Bewitching Blend, Perverse Passion, and many more—all functioning differently but leading to the same result.
Enslaving a pony.
She kept flipping through the pages, seeing names jotted down next to various spells of ponies and creatures she could only assume they had been used on. Starlight Glimmer, Lightning Dust, Lyra, Zecora, Ember—just a few names out of the countless ones labeled on the book's pages.
Clearly, some of these names belonged to creatures that weren't ponies, which further worried her. This book wasn't just able to enslave ponies; it was made to enthrall anything and anyone its owner targeted. Ponies were the only creatures in Equestria nowadays, but she feared the power this book must have if it could enslave dragons and other powerful species. It was clear it evolved with time and use, adapting from just cutie mark-based mind control to blatant, overall mental domination.
She gulped as she read more spells, seeing even more names. Sunny and Izzy were now victims of this book's power, but she would ensure they weren't staying as slaves. She'd expose this horrible secret to Hitch and the guard and make sure Anon stayed in a nice, cozy dungeon in Zephyr Heights for however long it seemed necessary. The silence around her let her get her thoughts together, allowing her to concoct a plan.
The silence…
Her eyes went wide, her heart skipped a beat, and her blood ran cold as she noted that Izzy had stopped moaning. Gulping, she slowly drew her eyes from the book's pages and before her. Laying on the ground, typing away at her phone in her arcane grasp, was Izzy. She stared into Zipp's eyes, the pegasus seeing the bright, magic hearts formed within her pupils. The two remained silent momentarily, looking at one another in shock.
"Wuh-oh," Izzy blurted out, pursing her lips. "Guess Master is gonna have to go with the brute force option for you!"
The implications of what she just said were enough to push Zipp into action. Pressing her legs against the floor with all her might, she catapulted from beneath the bed and made a beeline for the window. Book in tow, she got mere inches away from her exit before she forced herself to a stop as it was slammed closed before her eyes. The magic hue shrouding it was clear as she whirled around to see Izzy funneling magic into her horn.
"Nooope! We can't have you messing things up! Master gave us bliss! Gave us purpose! C'mon, Zippster, why not join the fun?"
Zipp grit her teeth, scowling at the mare. "No! You're some…some weird corrupted version of Izzy! I'm not letting your Master - bleh - him win!"
She was disgusted even referring to him with such a title, spitting at the ground before unfurling her wings and hurtling herself toward the stairs. She dipped to her right, dodging a magic blast from Izzy, watching it hit the wall and turn into some kind of restrictive glue. She knew her friend was intent on capturing her, but her speed and agility were sure to outmatch her.
"Zipp! Stop! I don't want to be freed!" Izzy cried out, sprinting down the stairs and after her.
Zipp didn't slow, barreling to the first floor, eyeing the front door. "You think that because he wants you to think that!"
She flapped her wings with all her might, making her way toward the towering doors at an incredible pace. She was feet away from escape, from eliminating the threat Anon had become. She felt the book surge with magic in her grasp, perhaps in a somehow sentient attempt to flee, but she didn't relent.
"I'm snapping you and Sunny out of - oof!"
The doors to the Brighthouse swung open, slamming into her and sending her careening backward. The force and power behind them knocked the wind straight out of her, leading her to crash into the ground and tumble back several feet. Adrenaline coursed through her as she scrambled to her hooves as quickly as possible.
Yet she wasn't fast enough.
She made to take a step, finding her hind leg stuck. Glancing back at herself, she saw her hoof had been cemented to the ground by that same spell Izzy had cast earlier. Before long, her other hind hoof was pinned to the ground. She whirled her attention forward, finding her forehooves swiftly blasted and stapled to the floor, the book leaving her grasp.
She was trapped.
Slowly, in utter disbelief of her failure, she looked up, only to see Sunny and Anon smugly smiling back at her. Sunny's disguise faded away with a shimmer of magic, revealing the same heart eyes and cutie mark that Izzy had, all while she seemed giddy with excitement.
"H-how did you?!" Zipp screamed, scowling at her captors.
Anon raised a phone in his hand, waving it before him tauntingly. "I may hate that you ponies have technology like this, but it does sometimes come in handy." He snickered, pointing over at Izzy as she trotted toward him. "Especially when you're as fast as a typer with magic as Izzy is." His smirk morphed into a grimace, soon glowering down at Zipp. "And when our little thief was all too consumed in her discovery to realize she had been found out, said typing was put to use when she sent us a neat little warning text~"
Zipp's heart thumped in her chest, her anger boiled within her, and she snarled at the human. "Oh yeah?! Well…well when I get out of here, you're gonna realize how badly you messed up! You can't turn ponies into slaves!" She bared her teeth at him, scowling at him as she furiously flapped her wings in an attempt to escape. "Rrrrgh! Let me go! What the?!"
She watched as the book's magic surged out of it, flowing directly into Anon. Dark magic shimmered in his eyes, flickering with a mix of green and purple. The sight was as incredible as it was menacing, as Zipp witnessed what dark magic was like for the first time.
"Awww, it missed me~" he chuckled, casually walking over to the book and picking it up. "I don't think I'll let you go 'Zippster.'" He raised a hand, caressing her cheek as she tried to bite him. "The book chose me. It corrupted me but in the best way possible. Don't worry, you'll feel it too."
Zipp shook her head, throwing his hand away and snapping at him. "You wish! There's no bucking way that'll happen! I don't mess up my cases! I won't become like…" She watched Sunny and Izzy approach his sides, smiling down at her. "Like them!"
"Y'know, had I known what would've happened to me, I probably would've been just as angry as you!" Sunny chirped, nuzzling Anon's neck. "Thankfully, Master tricked me so well I never saw it coming until it was too late!"
"Pffft ~ I never even realized!" Izzy giggled, nuzzling the other side of his neck. "Master conquered my mind waaaaay too fast for me to realistically keep up."
Zipp looked between the two, grinding her teeth. "Snap out of it! You two shouldn't be his slaves!"
"They're more the book's slaves than anything," Anon noted, tapping his chin. "Though, I guess that makes me one of its toys too…" He shrugged, caressing the tome's cover and shivering. "But I gotta say, even if that's the case, I'm very fine with it."
Still writhing in place, her wings fruitlessly trying to rip her out of her binds, Zipp huffed hot air from her nostrils and spat at Anon. Managing to hit his face, a small victory as he silently cursed and wiped it away, she smirked.
"You're not going to get away with this. I'll get out. You can use those stupid spells and all the tricks in the book, but I won't let you enslave me."
He flicked his hand, removing her spit from his cheek. Reaching forward, he grabbed her face right under her chin, squeezing her cheeks as he placed his forehead against hers. His domineering eyes stabbed daggers through her own, her pupils shrinking as she felt the sheer amount of the book's influence funneling within him. This wasn't Anon; this was some morally destroyed version of him, something that had been molded and chipped away into being the perfect owner of the spellbook. He was still mostly himself, with the same cheeky demeanor and playful behavior, but it had annihilated his moral compass. Looking into his eyes, she could tell that he had no hesitation in what he did, finding it more pleasurable and thrilling than anything else. She knew, deep down, he had fully embraced his role as the slave master, and her friends seemingly had fully become his obedient followers.
Watching him lean forward while she struggled in both her binds and his grasp, Zipp shivered as he brought his lips to her ear and whispered.
"I think it's time you learn your place, slave."
Chapter 2: Storming the Mind
Anon held his glare on the pegasus, more annoyed than anything. He squeezed her face further, being careful not to hurt her in any way but still enough to earn a reaction. He didn’t want this outcome, much preferring having been able to test out some unique spell and have a fun plan, but if she so kindly delivered herself to his doorstep of domination, he wasn’t going to complain.
“D-don’t call me that!” she snarled, her wings hopelessly struggling to free herself.
Anon rose up, slowly beginning to walk around her. Her efforts to escape were in vain, but due to how much she was exerting herself, she was working up a bit of a sweat. Coming to her rear, he eyed up her flank. Her fat flank glistened in the afternoon sun that was sneaking in through the windows, making the sight all the more amazing. Her thick asscheeks were genuinely a sight to behold, presented to him like gleaming mountains of lust-driving beauty.
“Who’d have thought you’d have the fattest ass out of the group!” he teased, eyeing her bouncing asscheeks as she continued to struggle.
Zipp only fought against her bonds further. “Tch! The heck are you talking about?! My flank is not - ahn!”
A hard smack on her ass cut her off, as Anon drank in the way it rippled from his strike. He didn’t relent, raising his hand again and slapping her other asscheek, quickly falling in love with the pegasus’ rump. It was huge, jiggly, and belonged to one of the hottest mares in all of Equestria.
“Your ass is fucking huge, slut!” Anon shot back, smacking her asscheeks several more times. “You look like more of a whore than a princess!”
A blush crept into Zipp’s cheeks from the blows her rump received as her struggles lessened. “Haa ~ T-that isn’t true!”
“But it is!”
Zipp whirled her attention forward, seeing Sunny presenting herself. With her tail flagged and legs spread, she shook her ass for Zipp to see, smirking back at her all the while. The routine claps that emanated from her motions struck Zipp’s ears like a gong, making her shudder.
“You see my big flank?” Sunny cooed, giggling. “Yours is even bigger!
Zipp gawked at her friend's sinful presentation. “B-but I never even…”
“Oh! Oh! Look at mine too!” Izzy joined, mirroring Sunny. “My ass is plump, but yours is the plumpest!”
Anon chuckled as Zipp stared on in sheer bewilderment. He knew she was likely having a hurricane of thoughts swirling through her mind, but he wasn’t going to give her the chance to think. Reaching down, he grabbed her asscheeks and spread them apart.
A sharp gasp escaped the mare as her nethers were fully exposed and presented, yet, even with her struggles returning full force, she was powerless to stop him as she was still bound to the floor. Anon gazed upon her holes, licking his lips hungrily as the same vanilla aroma from before met him. Her asshole shimmered with sweat, shining around its rim as it laid still and ready. Resting below it, the tight lips of her pussy greeted him. Her marehood wasn’t aroused quite yet, letting him know full well just how in control of her libido she was, but he’d make sure that’d change.
“G-get away from there! Stop it or else!” she seethed, waggling her hips in an attempt to shake him off.
Anon squeezed her buns, breathing in her lovely scent further. “Your ass is just so fat~ I love it!”
“It’s not fat! I…I work out for a reason!” Zipp countered, wincing as she heard Sunny and Izzy laugh at her remark.
Sunny stifled her laughter with a hoof, winking at Zipp. “Guess it just runs in your family to have a big ass! I mean, look at Pipp and your mom! Yet you still have them beat!”
“Ooooh, do you not realize you’ve got big tits too? I mean, Pipp has you beat, barely, but you’ve still got a huge pair!” Izzy followed.
“Seriously! For a pony that’s so smart and intuitive, you really did convince yourself to be ignorant about your own body!” Anon laughed.
He tuned out Zipp’s angry retorts, eyeing up the pegasus’ holes once more. She wasn’t aroused just yet, but he knew exactly how to fix that.
“Slaves.”
“Yes, Master?” Izzy and Sunny replied in unison.
Zipp cringed hearing their response. “Don’t call him that! He isn’t anypony’s Master - nnngh!”
Her outburst was punished with a smack on the ass from Anon, as he smiled over at his two slaves. “You know how that spell book has a couple heat spells left in from the previous owner?”
“Mhm!” Sunny enthusiastically nodded. “I was going over them yesterday actually!”
Zipp’s eyes went wide, as she looked back at him. “H-heat spells?”
“I want you to grab the book and show Izzy the spell,” he continued, squeezing Zipp’s rump harder.
Zipp gulped. “Hang on…you aren’t gonna…”
“And I want both of you to cast it on Zipp.”
“What?!” Zipp exclaimed, eyes widening as she watched Sunny and Izzy happily nod. “Y-you wouldn’t! You can’t!”
Sunny activated her alicorn form and levitated the cursed tome towards herself, tittering. “Oh but we can!” She flipped through its pages, stopping and presenting the book to Izzy. “And we will.”
“Oooooh that doesn’t look that hard!” Izzy chirped, thoroughly looking over the spell being shown to her. “A basic estrus spell, hmm? Kinky!” She nodded, smiling over at Sunny. “I’m good to go!”
Zipp recoiled in her binds as the two ponies began channeling a spell into their horns, wings flapping in a desperate attempt to dodge what was about to come. Her magically formed shackles remained strong, locking her in place as the spell intensified in her friends’ horns.
“G-girls, c-c’mon! Resist him! You don’t wanna cast that on me…right?!”
Izzy smirked, glancing up at her. “Oh but we really do want to!”
“And you’ll love it! Enjoy!” Sunny finished, aiming her transparent horn at the pegasus.
“N-no! Wait! S-stop! Don’t do - nnnngh! Oh b-buck!”
Zipp’s entire body spasmed intensely as she was struck by not one, but two massive estrus spells. Her body ignited into an intense heat, every inch of her feeling a radiating warmth, but the worst part was the aching desire exploding within her groin. She came the instant the spells hit her, throwing her head back and letting loose a guttural moan as her eyes rolled back. Her tongue lazily hung from her mouth while her cunt gushed with her climatic fluids, coating her asscheeks, thighs, and the floor below.
Anon watched with glee as she rode out her orgasm right in front of him. The book’s magic had grown exponentially stronger, and being his two slaves had siphoned their magic from it, their spells were scaled up tenfold. What had just struck Zipp would’ve broken any normal mare in an instant, but, as he watched her come down from her climax, his eyes went wide.
“H-haaa…that…that was n-nothing…”
The fiery pegasus’ words filled him with both excitement and ire. Her defiance was arousing but awfully annoying at the same time. Though he wished to claim her mind now, knowing it’d be a process to ruin her would make it all the more fun in the long run.
He looked down at himself, noting that some of his shirt had been dampened by her marecum, he quickly stripped it off and focused on his delectable target. Spreading her asscheeks apart again, hearing her breathing heavily, he saw exactly what he was hoping to see.
Her pussy was winking wantonly, gushing out her lust and letting it trail down her thighs like a waterfall. Her clit was engorged, poking out with every pulse of her depths—taunting him in the best way possible. Above it, her sweaty ponut throbbed with desire, clearly clenching at the empty air with a desperate need to be filled.
She was resistant, far more than he could have ever anticipated for, which meant he was going to have to give her his all if she was to become his next slut. Licking his lips, eyeing her pulsing backdoor, he squeezed her ass further and slowly drifted towards it.
“Hey, Zipp?~”
“Nnngh ~ What do you want?! Get off of me!” she snarled, glaring back at him before her pupils shrank. “W-wait! You’re not going to -“
“Sample you? Oh I absolutely am~”
Her only response was a moan, as he dove forward and latched onto her asshole. Swirling his tongue around the rim of it, his taste buds were assailed with an incredible flavor. A vanilla taste exactly like her scent swept over him, elevated even further by the slight salty flavor her sweat afforded. He’d thought it would have lessened the experience of sampling her backdoor, but somehow even a pony’s sweat was lovely.
They smelled good no matter what, their bodies tasted amazing, and they were absurdly hot—almost as if they were made to be conquered.
Which he was fully intent on doing to Zipp.
He lapped at her backdoor intensely, lathering it in his saliva before lining his tongue up with her entrance. Feeling her shuddering in his grasp, a few moans escaping her lips as she attempted to contain her reaction, he drove his tongue right in.
Though his sight was mostly covered by her tail, he could still see her throw her head back as he tongue-punched her asshole. Her wondrous taste was amplified even further, filling him with as much delight as he gave her pleasure. He shoved his face between her asscheeks, digging into her as best as he could, lavishing the euphoric flavor she provided. She huffed, twitched, and groaned as he teased her, yelping with pained pleasure whenever he smacked her ass.
Eating her ass out for a few more minutes, Anon was finally satisfied with his sampling. Pulling his face away, saliva connecting it to her ponut, he smacked each side of her flank before standing back up. He saw that both his slaves had gotten busy from the looks of it, as both were laying on their backs and frantically rubbing themselves to the sight before them, but his focus quickly returned to Zipp.
Panting heavily, tongue lolling out of her mouth, the calm and cool demeanor Zipp always carried with her looked like it had been struck down. All that remained was that same feisty mare holding on to her seemingly endless defiance and determination. She slowly looked back at him upon noticing he had stopped, scowling at him still.
“Y-you done?! I told you…I’m not becoming a slave!”
“A-ta-ta, poor detective skills there, Zipp!” He grabbed his waistband, slowly pulling his pants and underwear down. “Assuming that was all there was to it—how naive! I’ll be done only when you’re obediently bouncing on my cock.”
Her brow furrowed, heavy breaths making her shake. “That’ll never happen! Hitch and Pipp will help me stop you!”
Anon watched her scowl drop as his cock whipped out from his underwear. Thick, long, and incredibly hard, his manhood was impressive as it was, but the spellbook had seemingly boosted him in the package department over the last couple days. Easily matching even the most well endowed studs, his manhood would be a tempting and intimidating sight to any mare, and it seemed Zipp was no different.
“Pipp is way too busy focusing on her social media, and I’ll put money on the idea that you told Hitch you’d handle this yourself,” he shot back, adorning a devious grin as he watched her eyes drift down to his dick again. “Like what you see?”
Zipp shook her head, scrunching her muzzle and quietly cursing to herself. “Buck no I don’t! And they’ll come, e-even if I did tell Hitch that!”
“Your bravado is showing, slut.” Anon shifted his hips, grabbing his cock and scooching closer to her. “That calm and cool attitude of yours sure is melting away fast!”
Zipp growled in response, stripping her eyes away from his shaft. Looking to her side, she was only met with another voyeuristic sight. Izzy and Sunny were still getting off to her ordeal, but now they were arcanely massaging one another’s clits while locked in a passionate kiss. The chorus of moans and sinful promises escaping their lips sent a delighted shiver up her spine, one she swiftly dismissed.
Anon truthfully couldn’t get enough of her flank. When it came down to it, he was absolutely an ass guy, and Zipp really did have a set of cheeks on her. The fact she had convinced herself that her ass wasn’t thick, and that her workouts kept it down, only made him love it all the more.
Grabbing onto her hips, he moved himself upwards and slapped his cock right between her cheeks. She gasped at the feeling of his throbbing member sandwiched between her flanks, but after that she simply continued to hail a flurry of insults and threats his way. He paid them no mind, as he basked in the pleasurable warmth her thick buns provided.
His dick quickly became slickened in the saliva and sweat coating her asshole, as he began to grind against her holes. Sliding between her flanks, he teased her entrances with every throb of his shaft, threatening to plunge into her every time his tip grazed by them.
Chuckling as Zipp let loose another flurry of threats, Anon eyed his two slaves. “Let’s start the enslavement process, shall we?” He eyed the book, adorning a devious grin. “Start channeling the spell into her~”
Zipp shuddered beneath him, going quiet as she eyed her two friends. “It…it won’t work! I’ll resist!”
“Oh it will~” He pulled his hips back, lining his cock up with her saliva-slickened asshole. “You’ll be thanking them soon enough!”
“No I won’t! Nnnngh!”
Anon watched as Zipp threw her head back, her eyes going wide as she let out a pleasurable groan. Having slammed into her asshole in one quick motion, he savored her warm depths massaging every last inch of his dick—her walls clenching down on his shaft like a vice. His hips pressed against her asscheeks whilst he hilted himself within her, the pillowy flesh soft and comfortable against his body. Even if she was intent on rejecting the inevitable, her body was already proving how well it’d serve him.
“Enjoying the feeling of your future?~” he cooed, striking her ass and watching it wobble.
Zipp clenched her teeth, fending off the intense pleasures accosting her. “It’s - ahn - not my future!”
“We’ll see about that~”
As he spoke, Izzy and Sunny both surged magic out of their horns. Dark magic filtered from their eyes, as their spell flowed directly into Zipp’s cutie mark and head. Instantly, an intensified sense of pleasure ran through her body, her marehood winking rapidly as her true gauntlet began.
As the spell began its course, Anon began to thrust. Wet slaps rang out as he began pummeling her backdoor, sending her body lurching forward with every savage thrust he made. His body slammed against her jiggling, sweaty flanks, and his balls clapped against her drooling snatch each time he hilted within her. To say she felt amazing was an understatement. Her defiant moans, bouncing ass, and tight asshole mixed into the amorous blend of Anon’s dreams.
Zipp’s mind raced, the book’s spell already beginning to assail her. Various images of her serving Anon began to cloud her imagination. Sucking his cock, twerking for him, riding him, and even being heavily pregnant with his foals. She shook her head furiously in a vain attempt to dismiss the thoughts, but all she received was even more vivid visions.
Watching her writhing in place, Anon picked up his pace. Slamming into her ponut with greater force, the clapping that came from his body slamming against hers growing louder, he began to earn deep, guttural moans from her. Her asshole squeezed down on every last inch of his cock, caressing it with whorish need.
“Gah! Nnngh! Mmph! K-knock it - haa - off!” Zipp croaked between moans. “Stop doing - ahn!”
Her plea was met with a hard smack on her ass, Anon’s handprint clear on her cheek from the sheer force he struck her with. She wanted to curse at him, but, as his nuts slapped against her clit over and over again, she found herself alarmingly close to a climax.
She thought she’d be able to last longer, but with such intense estrus spells being pumped into her, and her unfamiliarity with outright being pleasured, it seemed her body was giving in fast. Still she knew she had her mind. If her body was reaching its limit, she’d do everything she could to focus on her own will.
Cum and become a slave.
Her legs shook below her, as her pussy began to wink even faster. Her entire body tensed up, as she quickly reinforced the barricades of her mind as the inevitable came.
I won’t become his.
With that defiant thought, she felt an explosion of pleasure release from within her.
Fall.
Her body began to spasm, as she threw her head back and let out a blissful howl.
No!
Gasping with pleasure, her pussy gushed with her marecum as her climax washed over her. The spell surged into her without remorse, conquering more and more of her thoughts.
Serve him.
She slammed her mouth shut, bracing her body as the remainder of her orgasm ran its course. She steeled her resolve, fending off the book’s influence valiantly.
Never!
Gasping, the rush of pleasure from her orgasm began to subside. She heaved air into her lungs, relieved to still have herself, but something felt off. The spell’s voice was still within her. She found herself craving Anon, wishing to submit to him, but her fiery resistance spoke even louder.
“F-fuck you, Mas - eck - Anon…”
Anon’s devilish grin quickly dropped, hearing her still defying him after her orgasm. “What?!”
Sunny stopped rubbing her pussy, with Izzy following soon after. Both slaves looked up, utterly bewildered. The spell had stopped channeling through their horns, which meant it should be entirely in Zipp—resulting in the pegasus being an obedient bitch just like them.
“Did you two stop the spell early? She came! She should be my bitch now!” Anon blurted out, glancing towards the two.
Zipp snickering between heavy breaths, wincing as he continued to slowly thrust into her asshole. “H-heh…told you…I wouldn’t fall.”
“Maybe it’s because she came so fast?” Izzy cooed, wiping sweat from her brow. “I was getting really into it too! C’mon, Zipp, just accept being a mindless bitch like Sunny and I!”
Zipp scrunched her muzzle, glowering over at the unicorn. “Tch ~ Never! I’ll never be his slave! He won’t get away with - nnnf!”
Anon cut her off with a harsh slap on the ass, his frustration boiling up as he began to rail her anew. Her smug look melted into one of pleasure, as her eyes rolled back and a sea of moans began to escape her lips.
“Yeah? You’re still moaning like a whore for me though!” Anon growled.
“F-fuck - nnngh - you!”
Ever so curious, Sunny rose up on her shakey legs, trotting over towards Zipp. Levitating the book with her magic, she flipped through its pages. Reading entry after entry, tuning out Zipp’s moaning as she focused, her eyes went wide.
“Master, stop rutting her, please.”
Having gripped the back of Zipp’s mane and tugged her head back, Anon was entirely consumed with railing the smug pegasus as harshly as he could. His free hand delivered a flurry of smacks to her glistening asscheeks, he grit his teeth as he tugged her head back, and he pounded into her with a vengeance.
“Master!”
Sunny’s yell finally snapped him from his intense annoyance, leading him to release Zipp’s mane and slow down his thrusting. Zipp’s head fell forward, as she continued to moan from his gentler thrusts.
“What?” he grumbled, eyeing Sunny. “Did you figure out what’s going on?”
She nodded. “I think so. I need to look at her eyes.”
Anon slowed to a halt, leaving his cock within Zipp’s ponut as it continued to clench down on him. Given a chance to breathe, spared momentarily from the onslaught of pleasure she was facing, Zipp composed herself and shakily looked ahead, only to be met with Sunny’s curious face.
“What’re you doing?”
Sunny stared into her eyes, narrowing her vision before smirking. “Hmmm, yup! She’s basically your slave, Master!”
“H-huh?!” Zipp blurted, shaking her head. “No the hay I’m not!”
Sunny rolled her eyes, levitating a mirror towards them. “Sure ~ Take a look for yourself.”
Scrunching her muzzle in annoyance, Zipp grit her teeth as the mirror was levitated before her. Looking into it, her eyes went wide as her heart skipped a beat. One eye of hers was normal as ever, cerulean and full of life, but it was her other eye that made her shudder. Within it was a heart, the exact same kind Sunny and Izzy had, and it shimmered with the spell’s dark magic.
“W-what did you do to me!” she exclaimed.
Anon eyed the mirror, seeing her odd eye as well. “Woah, it’s like she’s half enslaved…”
“It’s exactly that, actually!” Sunny caressed Zipp’s face, smiling. “You actually are Master’s property now! It’s just that you’re missing a few steps~”
Zipp felt a rush of anxiety run through her. “S-shut up! No I’m not! He’s not m-my Master!”
With his cock still deep within Zipp’s backdoor, biting his lip as her body still caressed his length, Anon furrowed his brow. “Slave, explain to me how you know this.”
Sunny nodded, presenting the book to him. “The previous owner dealt with something super similar to this with a mare named Lightning Dust.” She flipped to another page. “As you can see, there were a couple other bitches who resisted their purpose, but Lightning Dust was the first one for him.”
“And…what happened?” Anon pressed.
“Her defiance was so strong that one dose of the enslavement spell wasn’t enough to enslave her!” Sunny explained, swaying her hips as her excitement was clearly growing. “Only one of her eyes had hearts in them while her cutie marks also shimmered with magic, just like Zipp! After a second dose of the spell she was broken beyond repair and fully enslaved.”
Anon slowly began thrusting into Zipp again, a wide grin spreading across his countenance. “Then all I’ve gotta do is make this fat-assed bitch cum again and she’ll be my cocksleeve?~”
“I’m n-not your bitch! And I don’t have a f-fat ass!” Zipp groaned, shuddering as she felt him pressing into her again. “You won’t enslave me!”
“Not yet, slut,” Sunny snapped, glowering at Zipp. She turned, smiling up at Anon. “‘Cause I’ve got some fun news for Master!”
Anon raised a brow, slowing down his thrusts into Zipp again. “Huh? What?”
“Pull out of her.”
“Awww, but I wanna see her getting rutted again!” Izzy bemoaned, flopping onto the floor, distraught.
Sunny rolled her eyes, chuckling at her fellow slave. “Trust me, Iz, this’ll be really hot.”
Seeing Zipp’s cutie mark shimmering with magic, taking note of what Sunny had been telling him, Anon gradually began to pull out of Zipp. Her tight ponut gripped onto his length, yearning for more of his length even though her mind wanted the very opposite. Gradually, inch by inch, more of his shaft left her, before it finally escaped entirely. Zipp let out a deep groan as he exited her, gnawing her lip as her eyes fluttered.
“Okay, now what?” Anon asked.
Sunny licked her lips, eyeing Zipp’s flank. “Slap your cock right between those fat asscheeks of hers~”
“T-they’re not fat!” Zipp growled, blushing deeply. She shook her head, scrunching her muzzle. “Gah! That’s beside the point! Let me go! You aren’t making me one of you!”
“She’s really insistent on that, huh?” Izzy giggled, bouncing over towards Sunny. “So, whatcha gonna have Master do?”
Watching as Anon slapped his length cozily between Zipp’s buns, Sunny’s devious grin widened. “Tell her to twerk all over you dick, Master~”
“What?!” Zipp yelled, eyes wide. “Why in all of Equestria would I ever do that!”
Wholly confused by what Sunny could be scheming, Anon complied. “Zipp, clap your ass for me~”
“Y-yeah right! Like I’d ever - wha?!”
Finding her body working against her, Zipp began thrusting her ass back. Clapping her flanks against Anon’s dick, sliding her slickened holes along his length as she did, her eyes went wide as dinner plates.
“W-what the buck!?”
Sunny was nearly giddy, prancing in place as she watched Zipp’s own body disobey her. “Heh, just like the book said!~”
The pegasus continued to twerk on Anon’s groin, going so far as to lower her torso a portion so her back could arch and her rump would be better situated. The tempo was constant, as her lust was flung from her pussy and the sweat dripping down her form danced. Her face twisted in discomfort, the heat spell running through her not helping her nethers as Anon’s cock taunted them. She tried straining against herself, but found her body simply ignoring any directives she tried to give it.
“H-how did you?!” Her eyes fluttered as Anon’s tip teased her asshole once more, groaning. “Aaahn ~ F-fuck!”
“Well you see, Zipp~” Sunny cooed, shooting the pegasus a wink. “Sure, maybe your mind resisted that first dose of the enslavement spell, something most ponies could never do, but your body gave in entirely.”
Anon’s eyes went wide, letting out a satisfied sigh as Zipp continued to twerk against his cock. “Hehe, so I can control her body, hmm?”
“Yup~” Sunny cheered, snickering. “She’s basically your bitch.”
Zipp’s eyes darted back and forth, moving from the pseudo-alicorn to Anon over and over. Her mind was still scrambled, intrusive thoughts now permanently cemented into her brain and messing with her logic. They weren’t corrupting more of her, but they fully took up the regions of her thoughts they had conquered. She had an unexplainable lust towards Anon, an unwelcome urge to submit to him, and her mind was screaming at her to beg him to rut her senseless. She knew her mind would be entirely consumed by these sensations if she lost to him, but, as she felt herself continuing to twerk on him against her will, she gnawed her lip.
She was starting to think this was a definite losing battle.
“I…I…” she mumbled, unable to think straight, seeing Sunny and Izzy both charging the enslavement spell once again.
“Zipp, stop twerking on me.”
She felt her body immediately stop at Anon’s words, resting now as his cock remained sandwiched between her thick flanks. Gulping, unsure what to say, and unable to do anything at all, she prayed to the stars above that her mental fortitude could hold on to her sanity. Feeling him pull away from her, earning a whimper from her as the presence of his dick left her, she glanced back at him.
He motioned towards Izzy, who nodded her head in understanding immediately. Sticking her tongue out, Izzy surged magic into the glue-esque spell she had locked Zipp in place with. After a few moments, the structures trapping Zipp cracked and crumbled away. Zipp wanted to flee, to spread her wings and fly out the window to safety–to the salvation of her free will, but she couldn’t. Her body wasn’t her own, not anymore, as it bent to Anon’s every word. All she had left in her arsenal was the iron will her defiant spirit had cemented over the years. Her stern, serious mentality was already half consumed by his dark magic, and now it seemed that the final battle for her will was about to begin.
“Lay on your back.”
Her body once again obeyed Anon, as she lowered herself to the ground and rolled over. Now on her back, she looked up at him, gulping nervously as she drank in the view of his looming figure above her. He was big, muscular, and suddenly insanely handsome to her. She knew it was the spell’s magic telling her these things, making her crave him and driving her instincts to make her submit, but she couldn’t shake it. It felt so real, and it felt so right. These emotions towards the man she now despised, the creature that was intent on turning her into a mindless sex slave–she yearned for him.
She cursed under her breath, enraged at her other half for being overtaken so easily. She couldn’t lose here, she couldn’t become a slave. She was a princess, she was one of the ponies who reunited Equestria, and she was the best darn detective she ever knew! Losing her would only lead her to a life full of bliss, breeding and sheer…pure…carnal…
Scrunching her muzzle, she shook her head, finding her mind once again being swallowed whole by the corruption that had woven into her thoughts. Doing her utmost to steel herself, she scowled up at Anon, intent on not showing any weakness. She needed to use every bit of leverage she could muster, and showing him her newfound lust and submission towards him would only yield her to an unsavory fate in the view of her logic.
“Spread your legs.”
She did as told, not because she wanted to but because she had to. She winced, embarrassment consuming her as she felt her marehood be revealed once again. The cold air of the Brighthouse swept over her winking, drooling depths, sending an ecstatic shiver up her spine and truly showing her just how desperate her body had become. She’d do this, happily, if he conquered her. She wouldn’t give him that.
“W-what now…you…you loser…” she grumbled, her voice shaky as she struggled to pull her eyes off his cock.
Anon bent down, reaching out and grabbing onto one of her tits. He caressed it in his hand, squeezing and rubbing it up and down. Taking his free hand, he did the same with her other bosom, feeling her up. He smirked, playing with her fat breasts with joy, licking his lips as he did.
“Fuck, Zipp, you’ve got the biggest rack yet!” He leaned down, taking one of her nipples into his mouth and swirling his tongue around it. Suckling on her breast for a few moments, earning a set of moans from Zipp, he pulled away. “And your sister is bigger than this?! Huff, she’s going to make a great bitch.”
Hearing Anon threaten her sister with a fate as a sex slave struck a nerve in Zipp, calling upon her protective spirit as Pipp’s older sibling. “You leave her out of this! Y-you piece of trash!” She scowled, baring her teeth at him. “I won’t become your slave! She won’t! And Izzy and Sunny will be freed! You…you won’t get away with this!”
“As much as I love this defiant spirit of yours, I want to see you be my obedient fucktoy now,” Anon snapped back, glaring at her. “Sunny, Izzy, you two ready?”
“Yup!” the two slaves replied in unison, grinning.
Anon nodded, wrapping his arms around Zipp’s hindlegs. She was powerless to stop him, nervously looking up at him as she pressed them up, nearly folding her over herself as she watched her hind legs near her head. Her heart skipped a beat, feeling him begin to press his tip to her pussy, only now realizing he had locked her into a mating press. She knew the position was an intense one, from her very few escapades to more amorous sites on her phone, but never did she think she was going to be on the receiving end of it.
Then again, she never thought she might be ending up an obedient cumdump to an alien from another world, but here she was, her body already a tool for his pleasure with her mind next on the list to be conquered.
She braced herself, feeling his tip pressing against her folds further, parting her lips. Half her mind was screaming with joy at the prospect of being railed by her Master, while the other side was against every single factor of the situation. Logic dueled with obedience, and she wasn’t even facing the spell for the second time yet.
“Slaves, hit her with it.”
But now it was going to happen.
In unison, Izzy and Sunny blasted the spell towards her while Anon plunged into Zipp’s depths. The two-way combo of magic and carnal might through Zipp for a loop, earning the most ecstatic moan she had uttered so far. Her mind began to crumble immediately, a sizeable chunk of her resistance instantly being converted to the joyous bliss that wished to take hold of her.
Anon was relentless, folding her over herself and pounding into her with reckless abandon. Time and time again, he struck her g spot, sending unfathomable volumes of pleasure through her. Sheer ecstasy ran up her spine as he went, her womb being kissed by his tip each time he hilted within her, only to be saddened by the sensation of him pulling away. Her ass clapped with each plunge he made, her cheeks rippling from the sheer force in which he fucked her with. Her pussy was alight in electrifying pleasure, spasming and grasping at every inch of his cock as he thrusted.
Your ass is fat, and it’s meant to serve him.
Try as she might, Zipp couldn’t fight back the smile that spread across her muzzle at the thought. Her flanks were huge, whether she liked it or not. Even with all the working out, all the dieting, everything and anything she did to stay fit–her ass was always thick as could be. If she wasn’t destined to be his whore, then why couldn’t she escape her genetics demanding her to have such a breedable figure?
Anon kept plowing into her, as Izzy and Sunny intensified the enslavement spell, her cutie mark flashing the symbol of a heart with chains as the minutes went by.
You were made to be claimed. Made to be a fucktoy. Made to be his bitch.
She was crumbling, and crumbling fast. The intensity in which he fucked her, accompanied with the position being one of sheer dominance, was undoing her resistance at the seams. With each ecstatic feeling of his cock filling her, more of the enslavement spell pumped into her, and more of her mind was transformed into that of a slave’s.
Speaking was impossible, as all she could utter were moans of pleasure. Her adamancy to resist letting out her girlish howls was long gone, and she hollered with bliss like a mare on prom night. She had no reason to resist it, no will to do it. That part of her had been already overcome by the spell, and the dwindling remnants of her mind were next.
Obedience is bliss. You live to serve.
Zipp struggled to remember why she was so opposed to this or why she thought it was bad. Sunny and Izzy seemed happy, with the unicorn outright telling her she didn’t want to be released from Anon’s control. Her mind was telling her it was good, and she genuinely struggled to find anything to oppose the claim. It felt good, and living for it seemed right.
Her tongue lazily lolled out of her mouth, her body lurched and bent further over itself from Anon’s weight, her eyes rolled back, and her moans had dumb giggles mixed in with them now. It was a rapid descent, but her resistance was now at its limit, finding itself pinned against a rock and a blissful place–and the choice was becoming ever clearer to Zipp. As she felt Anon’s cock beginning to flare within her, the inkling of her second climax already taunting her, she only had one clear thought.
Cum and submit.
She groaned, shivering from head to hoof as the world around her spun. Logic and reason melted away. She didn’t need to think. She didn’t deserve to think. She didn’t have to use logic.
Cum and experience pure bliss.
She wasn’t meant to save her friends, she wasn’t meant to be a detective, she wasn’t meant to be a princess, and she wasn’t meant to have free will.
Cum and become his.
She was meant to be his slave.
Throwing her head back, she let out a cry of unrefined bliss as the last vestiges of her sense of self were utterly consumed by the book’s magic. Her ecstasy was in another realm, but, as Anon let out a deep groan, she found herself passing the gates of nirvana. The first traces of his cum filling her depths felt like mini orgasms in of themselves, making her scream with untold volumes of carnal delight. Her pussy gushed with her juices, coating her thighs and his body with her climatic fluid, all while his cum flooded her womb with immense ease.
She felt the deepest parts of her fill with his essence, a part of her in despair as she knew she couldn’t yield his foals–yet at least. The only coherent thoughts she had were those of her quickly forging purpose in life. Savoring his cum, milking his cock dry, and loving every second the mind-shattering orgasm overcoming her. She thanked her pathetic former self for losing so quickly, for caving in to this second round and letting herself be dominated to such a degree.
Her body spasmed intensely, Anon’s seed now overflowing from her womb and painting her walls with his molten release. She sputtered and spat, sloppily groaning as more and more of her climax gushed from her pussy. The air was littered in a thick musk of her and his scent, with Izzy and Sunny contributing to it as they had resumed rubbing themselves. Vanilla mixed with orange and lavender, and the cherry on top was the earthy scent Anon had provided.
She felt the magic funnel into her cutie mark and head, no traces of its aura outside anymore, as it was all contained within. It felt like she was being reborn, finding herself ascending to what her life was truthfully meant for–and she knew that she was born for this exact purpose. Her cutie mark warped, the once royal seal of her life replaced with the signature heart surrounded by chains. Her purpose was remade, her talent now that of a submissive bitch’s, and she blinked once, reopening her eyes to showcase the hearts that now filled them.
She had become a slave.
Her climax felt like it lasted a small eternity, sending her in and out of consciousness as her mind was remodeled to fit what she now lived for. Her and Anon both found the end of their bliss arriving, as Sunny and Izzy both reached the beginning of their own ecstasy. Panting, still folded over like the fucktoy she now was, she groaned as Anon leaned back, giving her strained body some relief from the position she had been in.
Sweat ran down her form, as well as his, and cum now began to gush out of her pussy–his load too much for her depths to handle. Her belly bulged subtly, her satisfaction was finally found, and a need to please now drove her to act. Giggling, she grabbed Anon’s hands with her hooves. Guiding them down to her tits, she placed them onto her bosoms, moaning with splendor as he immediately squeezed down on them.
“Heh, not so against me grabbing these anymore, are you?”
She dumbly giggled, a cocklusted smile splitting her muzzle. “Of course not! My huge tits, fat ass, and every other part of me are all yours to enjoy!” She licked her lips, the hearts within her eyes shimmering with magic. “Master~”
“Hnnng ~ Y-yeah! Eat my ass, M-Master!”
Pressing her thick rump back into Anon’s face, Zipp let out a groan of pleasure. Grinding her ponut into his lips, shivering as he licked at her sweaty backdoor, she giggled to herself. Cum dripped from her snatch, having been filled five more times after being conquered. Her belly was bulging a portion too, having throated and swallowed his load after each individual rutting of her snatch. Now finding him craving her asshole, she was more than happy to appease him. After all, it was her purpose.
Anon raised a hand, slapping her asscheek as he pulled his lips away from her tailhole with an audible pop. “Pah ~ Fuck, this asshole of yours is just too good!”
“You sound much better like this, Zipp~” Sunny cooed, laying back in a pool of her own sweat on the bed, having just been filled for the fourth time that evening.
Laying on her stomach, with her ass raised in the air as cum spurted out of her asshole, Izzy croaked. “Y-Yesh…she shounds…sho…mush better…”
Swirling her tongue around Anon’s tip, preparing to give him yet another blowjob, Zipp snickered. “Heh, you really - huff - did fuck her into a near coma~”
“Well,” Anon started, pulling away from Zipp’s ponut once again, “six rounds in a row, nonstop with everything I had, and with zero breaks for her to relax, probably does the trick.” He smacked Zipp’s asscheeks again, winking at her. “Now slurp all over my cock to get it ready to pump this ass of yours full of cum~”
Zipp licked her lips, leveling her muzzle with his tip. “Happily, Master~”
She dove down onto his length in an instant, slipping his entirety down her throat in one, swift motion. She gagged for a second, still training her throat to serve his cock properly, but before long she began routinely bobbing her head up and down. Slurping all over his cock, using her tongue to tease the underside of it as she moved up each time, she smothered his face in her massive derriere as she serviced him.
To their side, rolling onto her side, Sunny shrouded her asscheeks in her magic, spreading them apart. Showing off her own glistening ponut, she giggled. “You gotta fill my asshole up next, Master ~ I need some cum in there~”
“After I fill the new bitch again, slut,” Anon replied, reaching over and squeezing Sunny’s pillowly rump. “For now, come worship my nuts.”
Sunny’s enthralled eyes danced with excitement, as she shimmied over to his groin. Eyeing Zipp, she pulled the pegasus’ face up, taking her lips off of his cock. Winking at her, she lunged forward, pulling Zipp into a kiss. The princess was shocked at first, but quickly returned the gesture, moaning into Sunny’s mouth as Anon returned to eating her ass out.
The kiss lasted a few more moments, before Sunny pulled away. “Told you you’d be thanking me for helping turn you into a cocksleeve~”
“H-hehe…yeah~” Zipp cooed, giving Sunny a peck on the nose. “Thanks for teaching - hnng - me the bliss of being Master’s sex slave~”
Sunny playfully booped her on the nose. “Good ~ Now let’s get to fulfilling our purpose as his bitches~”
The two nodded, before diving back down onto his nethers. Engulfing one of his nuts into her mouth, Sunny greedily began to suckle on his orbs. Her tongue caressed one while her magic massaged the other, as she rotated her actions on each every few moments. Experienced with serving him by now, she braced her hind legs, beginning to throw her ass back as she worshiped him. The sound of her asscheeks clapping filled the air, acting as a firm reminder of the conquest of her mind.
Above her, hungrily downing his cock over and over again, Zipp deepthroated him with growing whorish expertise. She wasn’t the most experienced, but now that she literally lived to do this, she was quickly catching on to utilizing her sole reason to exist–his pleasure. She made sure to utilize every moment, twerking her ass each time Anon pulled his face away from her ponut to breathe, making sure her slutty figure wasn’t put to waste for even a second. She despised her idiotic former self for loathing her extremely generous rump, as it was perfect to please her Master with.
The two worked in unison, slobbering all over his goods as they slickened it with their saliva. Their combined efforts were quick to achieve their goal, as Anon’s balls churned within Sunny’s mouth. Feeling him beginning to flare, Zipp took a deep breath and dove down, hilting him within her throat and waiting for her meal.
With a groan, Anon shot rope after rope of cum down the pegasus’ gullet. She shuddered from head to hood with delight as she felt his warm seed fill her belly, eyes fluttering with immense pleasure as he drove his tongue into her asshole with increased desire. Making sure she gulped down every last drop of his release, she pulled her head back and released his cock.
“Bah! Mmmm ~ Thank you for the meal, Master!” she cooed, twerking her flanks as he pulled his face away. “I love being your slave!”
“Now you do, that’s for sure.” He squeezes her asscheek, nodding his head. “Get this fat ass on my cock~”
Zipp giggled, wiggling her hips and she slid down his body. With her rump facing him, she positioned his cock to her entrance. “Hehe, you really like calling it a ‘fat ass’, don’t you?”
“Well, that’s what it is!” Sunny replied, moving out of the way and laying beside Izzy. Flaunting her rear beside the near unconscious unicorn’s raised one, she giggled. “Got us beat by a fair bit~”
Anon nodded. “What the other slut said. I can’t help it~”
“I don’t mind!” Zipp chirped. “It, and my existence as a whole, are your property! Call me or it whatever you want~”
“Good, now ride me, whore.”
“Yes, Master!”
Dutifully obeying his order, Zipp slammed down onto him. His cock slipped into her backdoor with ease, thanks to the saliva coating it and his shaft, and he instantly earned a delighted moan from Zipp. Adamant on obeying her Master, pushing through the intense pleasure running through her, Zipp began to bounce on his lap. Her ass jiggled right before his eyes, earning the expected couple slaps he always gave it, as he leaned back and sighed.
“Ahhh ~ It’s surreal to think your sister has an ass almost as big as this!”
“And tits somehow bigger than hers!” Sunny chimed, now laying on her side as Izzy rested on her. “Hope you don’t mind, but Izzy kinda fell asleep.”
Anon glanced over, seeing the adorable sight of Sunny nuzzling Izzy against her chest. He knew for sure they had a romantic penchant for each other, and seeing them cuddling was downright too cute to bear.
“Not an issue at all, you adorable mare you~” he cooed, refocusing on Zipp. “So, your sister’s got an even bigger rack on her?”
Zipp nodded, her own huge tits slapping together as she rode him. “M-mhm! She’s got a - unf - pair of udders on her!” She threw her head back, groaning deeply as Anon thrusted up into her on her way down. “Nnngh ~ A-are you going to enslave her next, Master?”
“Oh? What happened to you wanting to protect her?” Anon teased.
Shaking her head, Zipp began to ride him even faster. “The stupid bitch I once was was the one who wanted to protect her! Now I’d love nothing more than to see her become a stupid whore just like me~” She snickered, a devious grin splitting her muzzle. “She’s a pretentious, spoiled slut with a body made - hnnng - to be claimed! She deserves to be ruined by your bliss, Master!”
Anon spanked Zipp’s ass again, smiling up at her. “Well then, slut, guess that’s that.” He eyed the clock, seeing how he had been busy railing his slaves into the later hours of the night. “It’s getting late, so we’ll break that plump princess tomorrow~”
“Oooh~ I’ve got an idea!” Zipp replied, licking her lips.
“And what would that be?”
Zipp fluttered her wings at her side, trying to contain her excitement as she bounced on his cock. “Since she - ahn - didn’t show up here tonight, she probably slept in the upstairs section of Mane Melody!”
“Yeah, and?”
“She always sleeps in, meaning it’ll be Jazz alone tomorrow when it opens.”
Anon was quickly catching onto the mare’s plan. “So what you’re saying is…”
“Why not make Jazz a fucktoy nice and quickly, and when my sister comes down, we use her to help ruin the bitch~”
“You think Jazz will be easy to break that fast?”
Zipp nodded. “Mhm ~ She'll be a mindless slave like the rest - huff - of us in no time at all!” She smirked. “Then we can take our sweeeeet time annihilating my sister’s mind~”
The scheme was downright devilish, but it was fitting for a mare as witty as Zipp. She not only had arguably the sexiest body yet, but her mind was a gift in itself. Able to devise amorous action like a pro, Anon thrusted up into her with renewed vigor. A new slave was taken today, but a two for one deal was prepared for tomorrow. Finding himself revitalized, the book’s magic shimmering through him and sending him further down the path of no return, he chuckled.
“Sounds like a plan~”
