Discord and Fluttershy lay on their stomachs on the floor of the latter’s cottage, kicking their legs in the air and giggling as they looked over a sprawl of pictures of questionable content.

“Oooh, I liked this position!” Fluttershy said, pointing at a picture depicting a pony with her hooves stretched in a way that did not seem physically possible.

“What if we combined it with this, then?” Discord suggested, holding out a picture of some sort of vaguely phallic object, yet only they knew its purpose and proper usage.

“Yes! And if we get someone you like, we could maybe try…” Fluttershy dragged a picture depicting what was clearly five ponies closer to her.

Discord immediately scoffed. “What do we need them for? I can do the work for two.” He snapped his fingers, creating a duplicate of himself that gave Fluttershy another questionable eyebrow raise. “Or three.” Another finger snap, another clone.

Fluttershy simply smiled, booping the original Discord on the nose. “Because I think it’s important to share the love. Besides, if I was the only one getting all the chaotic sex, what’s the point in participating in No Clop at all?”

“...Well, when you put it like that, why not just drop out now?” Discord suggested, snapping his clones away. “If we start right now, we could get through most of these ideas before Hearth’s Warming…”

Fluttershy was surprised that Discord would brazenly suggest surrendering like that. “You just want to give up?”

Discord waggled his finger before crossing his arms. “Ah, ah, ah! Not ‘give up’, it’s a ‘personal choice’, as Spike would cope by saying. Besides, I’ve already proven myself last year. I’ve more than had my taste of victory.”

Fluttershy smirked. “I mean, alright, if you’re okay with me telling everyone that you were soooo desperate and horny that you just had to have me right at this moment.”

Discord whipped his neck around, glaring suspiciously at Fluttershy. “S-So? What do I care?”

“Oh, what would they say, knowing that you needed me that badly? What would Rainbow Dash think? What would Princess Celestia think? What would the other Cutie Mark Crusaders think? What would Spike and Big Mac think?”

“Alright, you made your point!” Discord grumbled. “I’ll stick it out with you, Fluttershy. For you.”

Fluttershy leaned her head into Discord’s noodly chest. “I’m glad you are.”

“But I get to pick the first position! Doesn’t matter how many friends you want to bring along.”

Speaking of Fluttershy’s friends, the door to her cottage opened up, and standing at the doorway was Tree Hugger, holding a very…distinctive smelling saddlebag on her back.

“Heyyy Flutters! I got the stuff ready for December if you wanted to sample it first.”

Discord immediately shot Fluttershy a look.

Fluttershy fired back. “Discord, come on…”

“Oh, this look isn’t because I’m jealous.”

Tree Hugger entered the cottage, putting her bag on top of all the weird kinky photos Discord had, and opening it up to let some of the goods spill out.

Cookies, brownies, even muffins and bagels, all with a very, very distinct smell that was not present in ordinary baked goods.

Fluttershy was left flabbergasted at the sheer volume of what Tree Hugger brought. “Treezie, you’re not planning on bringing ALL of this to the orgy, are you?”

“Depends on how many make it,” Tree Hugger winked.

Fluttershy picked up one of the brownies. “Are these gonna be alright for the others? I mean, they’re not as experienced with this stuff, you know?”

“Chiiiill, Fluttershy!” Tree Hugger wrapped her hoof around the pegasus. “Some of this is just the light stuff. The good shit is for us. And that Harshwhinny chick. She definitely needs it.”

Tree Hugger finally looked and acknowledged the scowling Discord was in the room. “Hey Dissy, you wanna sample?”

“No thanks. If I wanted to see new colors, I’d stare at my backyard for an hour.”

“Your loss dude, these are real good,” Tree Hugger shrugged, munching on one of the brownies.

Discord looked back to Fluttershy, his eyebrow literally raising up to the ceiling.

“It’s not about jealousy, huh?”

“Look, I’m just saying that I’ve given you impossible to describe sensations and made you giggle at the slightest things and not ONCE did they include any side-effects like making your eyes red or incessant food cravings!”

Fluttershy silently blinked at Discord.

“...Okay, the kibble eating was only one time, but in my defense, you’re the one that asked for ‘Discord doggy-style’!”

“Discord, this is Tree Hugger’s first time doing No Clop November, can’t all three of us have a little fun?”

Discord reluctantly sighed. “Fine, fine. But only because I, as a veteran champion, get to show the newbie how it’s done.”

Tree Hugger, now on a slight buzz, tearfully closed up her saddlebag to make sure she didn’t go through the whole supply at once, putting it next to Fluttershy’s side table for safe-keeping.

She took notice of all the photos scattered on the floor, picking up one of them after seeing a pony in a peculiar pose. “Oh hey, I’ve been in this position before!”

Discord immediately slithered over to Tree Hugger’s side. “...You can’t be serious. That’s not possible.” He squinted at the picture Tree Hugger grabbed. The pony being pictured had her hind hooves lifted up behind her head.

Tree Hugger shook her head. “Naw, it’s pretty easy after you stretch first.” The earth pony balanced herself on her front two hooves, kicking out the other two to stretch before switching which legs she was standing on.

“Look, I know you just had like, one brownie, but if you honestly think you can replicate these poses all by yourself then you really ARE-”

As Discord was going off, Tree Hugger laid down on the floor, splaying out her hooves for one last stretch before pulling her hind hooves behind her head, using her front hooves to maintain her position.

It wasn’t an exact replication, but it was enough to make Discord pause.

“...Say, Treezie,” Discord said, picking up another photo. “What’s your opinion on this doohickey here?”

Tempest Shadow was feeling overwhelmed.

Not by any sexual urges, but by the amount of bright colors that surrounded her in Hope Hollow.

“And I thought Ponyville was too bright and shiny…” she muttered to herself.

Kerfuffle, oblivious to Tempest’s grumpiness, skipped along to her shop, leading the way for the unicorn.

“I’m like, soooo glad to see you finally made time to come over here!” Kerfuffle squealed, dancing in place.

Tempest put on the best smile she could, trying not to look unenthused in front of Kerfuffle. Though given how energetic she was, any reaction would be unenthused by comparison.

“Soooo, what kind of matching thing did you want for your horn? A ring, a necklace, a cute little sock?”

“Err…what did you have in mind already?” Tempest asked. “I mean, what kind of stuff have you already done for ponies’ horns?”

“Oh I’m glad you asked!” Kerfuffle grabbed onto a box as she looked back at Tempest. “I made rings before, but if you want me to make something bigger, I can add like a full horn extension so you can wear stuff like this!”

Kerfuffle dumped the contents of the box out on the floor. Tempest’s eyes widened, but it definitely wasn’t in awe.

Horns were already phallic-shaped in the eyes of the most immature, but Kerfuffle took it to the next level of having various silicone molds of dicks shrunken down to be worn by a unicorn horn like the lovechild of fleshlight and dildo.

Kerfuffle tried to hide her work, but the damage had already been done. “Oh jeez oh shoot ignore that ignore that ignore that!”

After the initial shock wore off, Tempest let out a bewildered chuckle. “Well, that’s new. I’m surprised Rarity hasn’t thought of that yet.”

It was almost noon, and Feather Bangs was starting to get antsy.

Not that he didn’t believe Cozy Glow, but the Everfree Forest was so creepy.

Come to think of it, she never specified where in the Everfree this mystery mare was going to be. Maybe it was some sort of exploration or hunt, which made things a little more exciting, but a few more details wouldn’t have hurt…

Eventually he did stumble across a house in the middle of the forest. Not exactly an exotic looking tree house, but at least it looked lived in. Maybe this is what Cozy was talking about.

As he approached, Feather heard shuffling from inside. Feeling more confident that this is what he was looking for, he strutted towards the door before knocking on it. “Hellooooo? I’m here to sweep you off your hooves!”

The tall door almost immediately swung open. Instead of the reclusive mare that Feather expected, the massive, imposing form of Chrysalis stood there instead. “What do you want?”

All the color drained from Feather Bangs’s face. He tried to turn tail and run, but his hooves wouldn’t move.

“Hmmph, aren’t you going to hit on me?” Chrysalis glared down at the stallion, impatiently tapping her hoof against the ground. “Go on, I’m waiting for your best.”

“I…I…!” Feather Bangs choked on his words. The menacing glare and sinister grin on the changeling’s face kept the stallion frozen.

“What, I’m not good enough to hit on? Is that it?” Chrysalis asked mockingly. “Don’t you want to see how I can suck a stallion dry?”

Despite Feather Bangs being immobilized by fear, that threat made at least one part of his body start moving…

“What’s wrong, aren’t you the one that was looking for love?” Chrysalis taunted, lurching forward towards the terrified stallion. “Well as luck would have it, so am I…”

Feather Bangs still couldn’t get anything more than a terrified squeak out from his lips. He went into a cold sweat as the changeling lowered her neck to meet him at eye level. He watched her lick her lips and her sharp teeth, feeling her hot breath against his own muzzle.

“Don’t you want to be my partner? It gets awfully lonely out here. I’d love to go out on a date. I haven’t gotten lunch yet!”

As Chrysalis leaned in closer, Feather Bangs’s body finally allowed some movement as he started leaning away from the changeling’s puckered lips.

Chrysalis laughed mockingly. “Awww, come on, are you afraid of a few…love bites?”

“Y-Yes!” Feather finally managed to spit out.

“Is it the fangs? Or my mane? Are they too scary for you?”

A green fiery aura surrounded Chrysalis, transforming her entire body in a near instant.

“Is this better, Feather Bangs?” Chrysalis asked, her voice a perfect copy of Princess Twilight, and the look to match. The hooves, the wings, the mane…if he hadn’t seen her change right in front of him, he would’ve sworn he was talking to Twilight right now.

And that just made Feather Bangs more scared, knowing that who he was seeing and talking to wasn’t actually Twilight despite looking and sounding exactly like her.

Chrysalis lifted Feather’s chin up, fluttering her eyelashes. “Come on, don’t you want to have a little fuuuun?”

Feather could feel another stir of movement, but this time, it was in his legs. He could lift his hooves, and armed with that knowledge, he made an immediate decision. He made a mad dash away, running as fast as his hooves could move.

Chrysalis scoffed and turned to go back into her own house, changing back to her regular form. “I’m going to kill that gremlin.”

Author's Note

Dude, let her in, she's a fairy.