Beyond The Goddess Within

It was a strange morning for Lotus Blossom and Aloe.

Just before their spa opened for the day, hurried hoofsteps pounded on their door.  Lotus got there first, and when she opened it with the ring of a bell, a strange yellow creature leapt inside and fell flat onto the glistening tile floor.  At first, they thought it was a manticore, and their fur stood on end in fear of the attack that was certain to happen.  Instead, the creature just lay there.  Her wings fell limp at her sides, her long pink hair scattered and frayed.  The entirety of her long, sensuous backside lay thick with ropes of foul-smelling white cream.  They did not observe it for long.  Beyond the door, a thunderous noise approached and Lotus and Aloe saw a cloud of dust crest the hill.  The creature lifted her head and shrieked as only Fluttershy knew how.

“Close the door!”

Lotus bumped the door shut and secured the lock with her teeth.  On the other side, hundreds of stampeding woodland creatures piled-up at their door, clawing over each other in a maelstrom of feathers and fur.  The two ponies pushed their hooves into the door as hard as they could, feeling it tremble beneath their touch.  For several terrifying seconds, countless tiny claws scratched at the door, the animals squeaking and whining in protest.  A hawk bounced off a nearby window, cracking the glass down the middle, and a bear’s growl thundered over the din.

Then, just as quickly as they arrived, the crowd dispersed.  Lotus and Aloe stared at each other, both of them sweating and gasping for air, neither wanting to let go of the door.

Then Fluttershy started to moan.

The spa ponies turned and watched the pegasus shrink back to her normal size.  The process looked painful.  She was stretching in a cat-like pose, her yellow ass held high in the air between trembling hind legs and an upturned tail.  She took a wide stance, her flanks parted such that both could see long, sticky trails of juice dripping from her snatch into a puddle on the floor.  Blushing, Lotus and Aloe watched in horrified awe as Fluttershy bore down in that position, her gushing pink flower yanking open around a strange white object that was starting to squeeze out.

The more Fluttershy reverted, the more her cunt unfurled, revealing a foot, a mouth, and a fluffy tail.  In one motion, she groaned and out popped Angel, whose small body fell with a splat onto the floor.  Fluttershy quickly followed suit, all four legs splayed apart in a small yellow “X.”  Lying in a puddle of ooze, the bunny sat up and coughed.  He blinked his eyes, then stared back at the shrinking flesh portal from whence he came.  He shook his head and quickly hopped back to her master’s leg, humping it mercilessly with his tiny pink cock.  Fluttershy cried, trying to shake him off, but unable to muster the strength.

Aloe stood aghast at the door as Lotus ran up behind Fluttershy, biting Angel on the scruff of his neck.  With one sharp yank, she pulled his tiny body from her leg.  Angel threw a tantrum in mid-air, his adorable member wagging freely from his fuzzy crotch.  Lotus, her snout rumpled in disgust from the musky flavor of the creature, gestured at the door.  Aloe nodded.  She tugged the door back open and Lotus released the rabbit, dropping him on the doorstep.  They barely closed the door in time before he, too, thumped on the door, then hopped away in a huff.  Lotus turned the lock.

“Help—me—,” whimpered Fluttershy, her weary eyes filled with tears as she struggled to use her wings to get up on all fours.  Lotus and Aloe rushed back to her side and helped her to her feet, nudging their own bodies against her until they, too, were smeared with her coat of salty white cream.  Lotus’ tongue continued to rub over her pallette, intrigued by the taste of Fluttercunt that remained in her mouth.  “My little friends—they won’t leave me alone—”

Lotus and Aloe helped her into the back room, where the large wooden spa awaited.  Moving up the steps to the water’s edge, the pegasus still shivered, her wings pinched tightly at her sides, and every step she took nearly toppled her over.  The two beauticians were worried.  They’d seen Fluttershy distressed many times before, but never like this, and never while this messy.

Just then came another knock on the door, one that was slightly less frantic, but every bit as loud.  The spa ponies looked at each other.  Aloe nodded and trotted back down the stairs toward the vacant waiting room, disappearing behind a curtain of red velvet embroidered with pink hearts.

Like the launch of a brand-new ship, Lotus slid Fluttershy carefully into the warm water.  The yellow pony whimpered when her hind legs broke the surface, then moaned as she slipped inside, quivering with pleasure as the soothing liquid crept up her body.  As more of her sank into the tub, some of the white cream slipped off her fur, dissipating into nothingness around her.  As it did, the salty musk of animal lust was replaced by a calming lavender fragrance that filled the moist air.

When her flank nudged the bottom of the tub, the water stopped halfway up her neck, and Lotus rubbed a cucumber-melon shampoo into her mane - Fluttershy’s favorite.  The pegasus closed her eyes and let her wings fan out behind her, causing more of the filthy cream to slip from her feathers.  It was setting up for another hot day outside, but the heated water was the perfect sanctuary, a blanket in which she could curl up inside and hide until the worst was over.  Quickly, Lotus’ hooves churned the shampoo into her troubled scalp, letting it creep down her neck as it spread.

Back at the entryway, Aloe opened the door and there stood Pinkie Pie, spitting out the handle of a large bucket she’d lowered at her hooves.  Immediately, the pinker of the two ponies filled the air with words.

“Hi there, Aloe, it’s me, Pinkie Pie!  It’s so nice to see you again, I know I don’t come here that much, not like I don’t like coming here that much, but Mr. and Mrs. Cake asked me to stay out of the house for a while - well, actually, they told me to stay out of the house - and I asked them why, and they said they were going to do something together and I asked them if they wanted me to turn on the oven and they said ‘no, not that kind of something,’ and I asked Mrs. Cake, ‘oh, then you mean that something you and I did yesterday where we put that big banana in our marehoods?’ and she looked really worried and when she looked worried I got sad and Mr. Cake got mad and then they said I should really get out of the house because they had to have a long talk and I asked them about what and he said ‘just go’ and I asked ‘where should I go?’ and he said ‘go to the spa or something,’ and then I had this funny thought where I’d take a mud bath, but this time with chocolate, so I filled up this bucket and—”

Aloe extended a hoof, then with a smile lay it gently on her customer’s shoulder, the beautician’s flash of anger extinguished by a wash of professionalism.

“Oh yeah, I should probably come in first!”  said Pinkie with a giggle.  She then bent down and took the handle of the bucket in her mouth.  She bounced into the room, humming to herself as tiny drips of melted chocolate tacked onto the floor, mixing with the still-warm puddles of Fluttershy’s cream.  Aloe sighed, then lifted her head.  She made sure to lock the door and put up the “Closed” sign before she steered Pinkie away from the red curtain and into an adjoining room.

Back in the spa, Fluttershy lay on her stomach across a long, low table near the edge of the tub.  The front of her damp body pressed into a soft pink towel with the spa’s emblem in one corner, one just large enough to cover the thick body-length cushion beneath.  Lotus rubbed thick lather into her back with a round soft-bristled brush she held in her teeth.  Little by little, the pegasus with too many pets was starting to calm down.

Fluttershy knew she could count on Lotus and Aloe.  They always took her in with no questions asked, but offered a caring ear whenever she had questions of her own.  She also loved how comfortable they made her feel in her own fur.  She especially enjoyed it when Lotus was doing what she was doing now, rubbing her brush in counterclockwise circles on that spot on her back - the spot just an inch above her wings that made them flap on reflex.  Unbeknownst to her, Lotus loved making that happen just as much.  Perhaps some part of the pegasus knew this, because she blushed every time it happened.

But when Lotus scrubbed a matted spot on her right flank, Fluttershy’s wings flapped in two strong strokes.  Lotus stopped scrubbing.  The pegasus blushed.

She had another sensitive spot.

In the mud room, Aloe reluctantly poured the last of the Pinkie’s chocolate into the empty recess on the floor.  As she had guessed, Pinkie didn’t bring enough chocolate to make a proper mud bath out of it.  To Aloe, it looked exactly like the mistake she predicted it would be, a spill lacking sufficient size and depth to even form a uniform layer.

Regardless, Pinkie was overjoyed.

“Oh boy!” she cheered, hopping into the puddle of chocolate.  Pinkie slipped almost immediately and fell on her back.  Unhurt, she started to roll in it, giggling like a filly as the goo smeared into her fuzzy pink backside.

Aloe took a step back, making sure none of the dessert splashed onto her coat.  As her customer reveled in the slick mess, Aloe wondered how quickly she would have to clean this all up to keep from attracting ants - five minutes, maybe ten - and wondered how long Pinkie would stay in there.  She only thought this for a few moments before she noticed Pinkie wasn’t rolling and giggling anymore.  Instead, she was laying on her back, looking uncharacteristically deep in thought as her chocolate-covered hoof nudged her marehood.

“Oh my,” whispered Fluttershy, her cheeks burning red.

Lotus stopped for a moment, then started rubbing her even more gently, working her way around the spot on her flank.  Fluttershy could feel Lotus’ every breath as it whistled through her nostrils and tickled the little yellow hairs, and as Lotus breathed, she detected a powerful smell emanating from the pegasus’ loins.  It smelled much like the taste that was still taunting her tongue, but somehow as a smell it affected her differently.

Lotus felt dizzy, afflicted with a strange energy that seemed to creep into her.  Her blue body suddenly felt so sensitive that she could feel the heat from the tub lick its way up her sides, and something wet squishing between her thighs.  She wanted to stay at that spot, and by the second she cared less and less about why she felt that way.  Instead, she moved her snout closer to the cleft between the pegasus’ flanks where the scent was the strongest.

Fluttershy whimpered as soap bubbles slipped down her crack.  Her right hoof fidgeted over the towel, but very quickly, she could no longer keep it from sliding under her belly.  Lotus watched as the pegasus cringed, then moaned when her hoof reached the right spot.  The beautician felt hot all of a sudden, the crisp white collar around her neck feeling tight as her speeding heartbeat sending blood thundering to her loins.  Lotus was even wetter there now, and her mouth was watering.

Aloe felt flushed, too.  As she sat down near Pinkie’s “bath,” her crotch made a loud smack against the tiles and a peculiar dampness splashed against her inner thighs.  She moaned, feeling her pussy quiver in approval as her own juices flowed trails through the grout beneath her lap.  Blushing, she looked back at Pinkie.  Her fluffy mane started to slacken and fall against her face, and hard nipples now poked from her chocolate-spattered chest.  The sight was so strange that Aloe didn’t even realize she was reaching for her own crotch until hoof met clit for the first time.  She squeaked out another moan, then felt it gush against her hoof.  Panting, she began to stir her sex.

Lotus spat out the brush and rooted her snout into Fluttershy’s ass.  She stuck out her tongue and instantly tasted her marehood, coating her taste buds in her delicious nectar.  Her hooves kneaded the pegasus’ soft yellow flanks around her face, and the more she licked, the bigger those flanks felt under her touch.  Panting and whimpering, a trembling Fluttershy looked down and saw her breasts were filling out again, lifting her chest from the towel.  Thoughts of her narrow escape from her pets flashed to mind, but just as quickly they were soothed away by the gentle licks of her trusted friend.  Now, as ever, she felt safe, and for the first time, Fluttershy embraced her transformation.

Pinkie’s body changed in halting bursts, her pointy pink breasts shaking free as she jammed finger after finger inside her wet cunt.  Back in her sexual form, Pinkamena rolled to her right and met eyes with Aloe, whose own body was changing at a much slower pace.  Aloe looked back at Pinkamena’s long, nymph-like body, and trapped in her gaze felt a piercing embarrassment.  A part of her wanted to run away in shame, but her will urged her to show off to the demon before her.  The moment Aloe felt fingers from her hooves, she couldn’t stop twisting her aching nipples.  She moaned constantly, hunched forward as if punched in the stomach.  She gasped, her soft pink cunt demanding faster, more aggressive rubs that she was powerless to refuse.  Seeing an opportunity, Pinkamena got down on all fours and slithered her direction, her chocolate-spattered body sticking to the tile as sweet brown trails formed behind her.

The transformed Fluttershy rolled onto her back, revealing her secret form in all its glory.  Lotus sat up and watched as she lifted her hands to her mouth and licked each finger, sucking her juice from each of their lengths.  This time it was Lotus who looked nervous, struck by her customer’s massive breasts, alien curves, and bountiful hips.  Fluttershy licked her lips and sat up, tugging Lotus’ collar as she sucked her lips into a kiss.  Lotus kissed back, then felt the pegasus’ fingers grab her wet crotch, her middle finger itching her clit.  Just like her co-worker, Lotus’ body changed slowly, her torso stretching in a manner that made it look like she was standing up from a chair.  This caused Fluttershy to lie on her back once more, allowing Lotus to straddle her with her own awakened form.  Soon, Lotus’ own hand was inside of Fluttershy, her strong-smelling juices squishing over her new digits.

Aloe was a vanilla kind of mare, but she adored Pinkamena’s chocolate kisses.  The two changed mares were on their knees and in each other’s arms, pressing tightly in a hug that smeared chocolate all over the front of Aloe’s pastel body.  Pinkamena reached around and spanked a dark brown hand print on Aloe’s right flank.  Aloe responded in kind, groping Pinkamena’s squishy ass with hungry fingers.  Theirs was a sloppy kind of lust, and both were now eager to make it more so.  Bound in their relentless hug, they rolled and fell into Pinkamena’s mess, trying to cover as much of their bodies in chocolate as possible.

The table squeaked and whined as Fluttershy and Lotus crammed together from either side of it, their legs locked together, bunching the towel beneath their asses.  Each lacing the fingers of one hand with the other’s, both tugged their nipples with their free hand, moaning to the ornate light fixtures dangling down from above.  Between them, their pussies kissed, clit rubbing clit,  their cream mixed into cresting waves that splashed all over their thighs.  Both breathed deep, raspy breaths, their bodies thick with sweat from the exertion, both looking only at their partner as her breasts shook to every collision.  Their hands squeezed tighter and both shuddered in simultaneous orgasm.

Pinkamena sat on Aloe’s face, pinning the spa pony down in the chocolate mess.  She thrust her face between Aloe’s thighs and sucked her swollen little clit, feeling Aloe’s hands grab her buttocks even tighter.  Aloe’s mix of chocolate, sweat, and cunt was irresistible, and when the spa pony licked her back, both devoured each other with such fervor that neither could sense the other’s climax until it was too late.

Just a split-second after Aloe creamed over her nose, Pinkamena’s cunt gave three short honks.  By the third, Pinkamena was back to normal, her mane and tail frizzed back out.  Behind her, Aloe’s face looked like a donut, covered in equal parts chocolate and rainbow confetti.

“Thank you, Aloe!” Pinkie squeaked.  “That was fun!”

Aloe watched Pinkie retrieve her bucket and bounce back out of the room, where she crossed paths with Fluttershy.  Sitting up, the spa pony coughed.

A long blue streamer rolled out of her mouth.