The Drone Epidemic!

The moon was high in the sky when Twilight returned to her castle after her trip with Princess Celestia to Chaosville. They had been negotiating about some issues related to both of their realms. The journey was long and tiring as their guide, Discord, played his usual tricks on them, sending them into some sort of Alice in Wonderland kind of journey. It took many twists and turns and detours.

Feeling really tired from the journey back, Twilight really just wanted to lie in bed and sleep until the next morning. However, when she arrived, she found a horde of yellow ponydrones inside. “What has happened here?” she thought to herself.

“Hey ponies, what are you doing in my castle? And where’s Spike?”

She walked around her castle and went to the library as she was worried about the Crystal Mirror. Having known that it was opening, she went to check on it, only to find her too late. “I’m late… Damn that Discord! I’ll just have to wait thirty more moons to visit Sunset Shimmer.”

While thinking about that, she felt a touch as a ponydrone used her muzzle to touch Twilight Sparkle’s buttocks.

“Yeesh!” Twilight said loudly. “What was that for?”

She noticed ponydrones approaching her, and she thus began to fly.

Feeling really tired, she could not fly far, and just barely flew to the stairs, where she headed to her bedroom, locked the door, and went to sleep.

The next morning, Twilight woke up to a strange sound. “Squeak! Squeak! Squeak!”

“What’s that sound?” asked Twilight to herself. She went to the corridor and found a ponydrone rubbing its own bulge. “What in heavens are you doing?”

The ponydrone turned around and she saw in disgust what it was doing. “Ugh! This is why I always tell Spike to lock the door! Weirdos always get in here!”

She went downstairs to check on the throne room, and sitting on the thrones were a bunch of ponydrones sitting down, and a bunch of other ponydrones standing in front of the ponydrones rubbing the formers’ bulges with their muzzles.

“Weirdos!” remarked Twilight again.

Too hungry to do anything, she ignored them and went out to find some breakfast. First, she headed to the nearest bakery, and she found Sugarcube Corner. She opened the door just to find the same squeaking sound as in the morning, and walking around the counter, she found two ponydrones pleasuring each other, and two other baby ponydrones, foaldrones rubbing their own bulges on the stairs.

“Mr. and Mrs. Cake?” asked Twilight. “What are you doing?”

Mr. Cake panted and moaned, not responding.

“I would like something to eat, please. What do you have to recommend?”

Mr. Cake pointed towards the cakes on the table and continued on with his own ‘business’.

Twilight didn’t ask anymore and went to see the cakes that Mr. Cake pointed to. On the table, she saw the cakes that at first glance looked exactly like the cakes that Mr. and Mrs. Cake normally sold, but today, they looked weird. While their shape and size were almost the same as before, their color and appearance wasn’t. They were coated with a yellow cream on top, of which Twilight was unfamiliar with, and so she asked, “Excuse me, what is this yellow cream called?”

“Mmmmmpppppphhhhh,” Mrs. Cake said as she reached her high.

“Mmmmmffffff?” repeated Twilight, trying to confirm the name of the cream. “Is that correct?”

“Mmmmmpppppphhhhh!”

“Alright, got that. Mmmmmpppppphhhhh!”

“So, this Mmmmmppppphhhh, what’s it made of?”

“Mmmmmmmpppppppphhhhhhhh!”

“Well, alright then. Can’t argue with that.”

Being quite suspicious of Mrs. Cake’s answer, Twilight took a plastic knife beside and used it to inspect the cake. To her surprise, the cake was wobbly, and it shaked as if it was jelly. “Is this really cake?”

After thinking for some time, Twilight decided to find somewhere else with more edible items, and so she headed off to the cafe. However, what she found was only a yellow ponydrone sitting on a chair in the center of the cafe, with another ponydrone rubbing her bulge with the same tablecloth that was used to gag Rainbow Dash the day before.

Seeing that, she obtained two ideas: one, that she wasn’t going to be eating at that cafe; two, that some form of yellow suits were getting popular, at least in Ponyville. So, she left the diner, feeling more curious than hungry, and she went to Rarity’s boutique to find out more.

Opening the door, she found that the store was quite messed up, with various naked mannequins on the floor, ripped dresses on others, and on three of them had three ponydrones humping themselves on top of the mannequins. It was a strange sight for Twilight as she called out Rarity’s name. “Rarity! Rarity!”

But Rarity did not reply. Nobody even knew where she was, or which ponydrone she was anymore. As she exited the store, she saw loads of ponydrones walking around, all looking the same. She thought that she was either going crazy, or the world had gone crazy. Still seeking the answer, she went to find Mayor Mare.

She found Mayor Mare just where she’d expect her to be, on top of a stage behind a lectern. She looked as if she was reading a speech, but all she was saying was “Mmmmmffffff” and “Mmmpppphhh” along with some pants, moans, huffs, and puffs. Below the stage were some ponydrones, seemingly listening to her as they pleasured themselves and each other.

“Huff… puff…”

Twilight looked at the ponydrones off the stage and noticed something weird. They were huffing and puffing, not breathing normally. She took a closer look, and saw that they in fact had no noses, and were breathing through holes on their cheeks.

Twilight was taken aback, as she originally thought that those cheek patterns that she had seen on the other ponies were just decorations, some face paint for some event. However, this did not stop her from continuing to observe them, and eventually, she sat down next to them in front of the stage, and tried to imitate what they did. Sitting down, she tried to rub her crotch with her hooves, just like the ponydrones did. However, she only found it painful, and she soon stopped. Checking what she could have done wrong, she observed that they actually had bulges at their crotch. She soon started wondering if the bulge was part of them or not, and so she took a ponydrone’s bulge and pulled it away, stretching it as long as she could. Seeing that it was in fact part of them, she released the bulge which bounced back, and the ponydrone released an “Mmmmppphhhh!”

The other ponydrones who saw what had happened, stopped their own pleasuring, and started to copy what Twilight did, and they started stretching and releasing their bulges. Not wanting to know more, Twilight concluded with some certainty that the yellow ponies were some sort of new species.

Concluding that, she went elsewhere, trying to find her kind. Little did she know that her kind was going extinct in Ponyville.

To be continued...