Lilian carried Twilight back into town on her back, not wanting to wear her little pony out. Twilight seemed deep in thought, and particularly interested in the various non-native species that were out and about. Many had body plans she had never seen before, like the insectile Myrmex or the fungal Ch’thal.

This planet was unusually diverse when it came to sophont species, and it had been quite a challenge to run over a dozen covert cotyledon programs in parallel. Fortunately, over half of the cuties shared common ungulate ancestry, and had nearly identical biochemistry. Some, like the dragons, still hadn't even been fully completed, due to their more difficult nature. But the ponies of Equestria, famous for their naturally cooperative and friendly disposition, were particularly well suited to being pets. They had seemed the perfect place for Lilian to find her first floret.

The changelings of the southwest region had been tempting, but considered to be far more difficult. Better left to the oldblooms. The ease with which Twilight seemed to be falling under Lilian’s sway made her very confident she had chosen correctly. Unfortunately for the mare in question, she had not yet cracked entirely, and was still clearly anxious.

“It's already almost noon, at this rate I'm definitely not going to have something ready for Princess Celestia…”

Lilian let out an amused whinny. “I’m sure it will be fine, Twilight. We still have the picnic, after all.”

It was adorable, how the little unicorn was fixating on the familiar, in an attempt to avoid processing the changes around her. Perhaps it would be best to break her of certain illusions entirely. Lilian manipulated the communications slate tucked away in her chest, shooting an inquiry to Calea in Canterlot to see if the former princess and mentor in question could be brought to Ponyville on one of the new high speed train lines that had just been set up. With luck, the little cutie could be here before sunset.

Twilight sighed, and changed the subject. “So, Pinkie Pie still helps at the bakery? Even though she's a floret?”

Lilian turned her head around and nodded. “Indeed! In fact, she and her owner Ivir, just took over when Mr. And Ms. Cake retired a few days ago.”

Twilight pondered that for a moment. “Everyone seems so happy, even if a lot has changed. Rarity, Applejack, and Rainbow Dash all seemed to be doing well, even if everyone is a bit… different now. Especially Rarity.”

Lilian chuckled. “We really do want the best for all you little cuties, you know~”

Twilight frowned slightly. “So, what about Fluttershy, then?”

Lilian paused to consider what to say. Twilight probably wouldn't do well being told that her yellow friend was hiding out in the Everfree forest, leading the last vestiges of feralist resistance with whatever allies she could scrounge.

“Don't worry about it, Twilight,” she said, sending a strong pulse of soothing biorhythmic magic through the vines holding the little unicorn in place.

“Okay, yay,” mumbled Twilight as her eyes unfocused for a moment. One day soon Lilian would learn to do that with the unicorn version of magic, but for now the affini variety would do.

Fluttershy was a tricky issue, one best handled delicately. Lilian had met the affini in charge of tracking the rogue pegasus down a few days prior, a ninth bloom named Xylazina Armetisa, whose form resembled an enormous feline. Lilian hoped that the poor little wayward Element of Kindness could be rescued and reunited with the rest of her friends, now that Twilight had been brought back out into the world.

The unicorn’s eyes seemed to come back to reality as they arrived at their destination, and Lilian set Twilight down back on her own shaky hooves.

“Run along, then! I'll be right outside if you need me.”

Twilight seemed hesitant. “Um. Okay…”

Lilian’s woven snout split into a wide, thorny smile. “I can come in with you, if you would like~”

“Yes… Can you come in with me, Miss Ketamina?”

Lilian’s core thrummed in joy as she held the door open, and they entered together. It had been a ploy, she had never expected to stay outside, but making Twilight ask for it was delightful.

The bell dinged overhead as they entered, and Twilight was immediately struck by how much bigger the place was. The displays of confectionery now went up above even Miss Ketamina’s head, and had some kind of stasis magic spell on them to preserve the treats without refrigeration. Twilight looked nervously at her affini, who was hanging back near the doorway, prompting her to walk into the lobby fully with a pointing vine.

The smells in the room were an intense mix. Obviously baked goods, but there was some kind of alien that looked like a three eyed diamond dog with horns sitting at one of the tables that seemed to be the source of certain muskier notes. But rather than getting sucked in by the oddly distracting scent of the biped, Twilight steeled her focus for her friend.

Pinkie Pie was bouncing off the walls. That was normal, to some extent, but the white powder covering her snout was not. She was wearing a collar with blue and yellow stripes, seemingly in homage to the cutie mark of balloons that were now instead covered in vines and pink flowers just like Rarity’s had been.

The somewhat shapeless affini covered in pink-magenta flowers sitting at the counter grabbed the bouncing pony, and held her in place with vines that coiled tight around her as she wiggled. Twilight tried not to pay attention to the ones sneaking between Pinkie’s hindquarters or… into her ears?

Seemingly unfazed by the intrusion on her body, the pink pony greeted her with manic excitement. “Hi Twilight! I missed you! I think! I don't know if it's been a million years or five minutes since I saw you!”

She stopped talking and started moaning. Twilight took a sudden interest in staring at the floor, until she noticed there was spilled sap there too.

“It’s been a week, Pinkie. I’m here to uh, get cupcakes, for the picnic?”

“A weee-eeeeeEEEEK?!” The tentacle in her ear throbbed vigorously, briefly interrupting Pinkie as her eyes rolled back in her head. Within a second, though, she continued, “That’s way too - oh god Mxster - long to go without - oh buck why is that an erogenous zone now - seeing a gooooOOOD - BUCK - Friend! BUCK, MXSTER, MY CUPCAKES ARE DONE!” She shuddered so hard that her knees gave out, and her eyes rolled back in her skull. Twilight marveled at the deep-gold liquid slowly oozing from every orifice of her face, to distract herself from how blissful Pinkie looked. Twilight had never even kissed anypony, and here Pinkie Pie was, getting earfucked right in front of her!

Twilight looked to Miss Ketamina, attempting to gauge her reaction to what was happening, but the affini wasn’t even looking at them, instead petting the three eyed creature in the corner while looking at cakes on display.

Twilight returned her focus to her friend. Pinkie wobbled, seemingly held aloft by the still-throbbing tentacle buried in her head. Her eyes glazed over, before there was a soft beep, and her pupils suddenly shrank. Her whole body twitched violently, and she bounced up to full height immediately, a slightly crazed look in her eyes. “Thank you, Mxster! I love it when you fuck my brains in front of my friends!” Within seconds, she hurled herself across the room and into Twilight’s arms for a slightly gooey tackle-hug. “Twi-Twi! I missed you so, so much! Oh my gosh I can’t believe it’s been a whole week since I saw you last! I see you have an Affini with you! I bet it’s cuz I told Mxster I was worried about you! Aren’t they so incredible? Before I got my implant I was nervouscited, but now I don’t think I can even be nervous any more, so I’m just excited!!! It’s so wonderful. It’s the best party ever, and the party never has to end! I get to spend all my time playing with Mxster and doing things we love to do together and playing with my friends and-”

Pinkie pie suddenly went silent, even as her mouth continued flapping, until she noticed she wasn't making sound anymore. She looked back at the affini responsible, who gave her a pat on the head before speaking. “Aren’t you going to introduce me, my little party popper?”

Pinkie looked back, at what looked like a vaguely quadrupedal moving hedge of vines, leaves and pink flowers, with the exact same look of reverent bliss that Twilight had last seen on Rarity. She briefly imagined never being nervous again, and felt very nervous about how badly she wanted it.

Pinkie’s voice was returned to her. “Yes Mxster!” Pinkie turned to Twilight, smile sparkling beautifully. “This is my Owner, my Teacher, my Mad Scientist, my Mxster, Ivir Mectin, third bloom. Xe makes me sooooo happy!” She closed her eyes and started vibrating in a way that seemed to clip her in and out of the floor.

“Pinkie pie, are you… on something?”

She nodded, her hair bouncing rapidly. “Space cocaine!”

Twilight frowned. “Is that a xenodrug…?”

Pinkie sniffed loudly before answering, a manic grin still plastered on her face. “I dunno! Space cocaine!”

“I see,” replied Twilight with an edge of concern in her voice.

“Mxster’s Implant keeps my brain swimming in all kinds of happy chemicals, and since it’s regulating allllll my organs, Mxster can test all kinds of crazy drugs on me!”

Twilight couldn’t tell whether she was more concerned about what Pinkie was saying, or about how gleeful she was saying it. Pinkie’s organs were being controlled by an alien implant in her neck, and she was overjoyed. Twilight simply sat there dumbfounded.

Ivir chuckled, in a sound like dry leaves blown by wind. “I keep trying to find the limits to how hard my little party popper can go, and she keeps surprising me! We haven’t even started on the body mods. I have never in my blooms seen such neurochemical plasticity amongst a sophont. Medically fascinating.”

“Heeeeeeeheheheeeee xe thinks I’m fascinating.” Pinkie swooned, bouncing rapidly around Twilight. “I bet you like yours too, huh? Have you tried the xenodrugs yet? Mxster has been introducing me to class-Ls, and they feel soooo good.”

Twilight tensed up again, unsure of how to answer. Willingly giving up her magic? The thought made her shudder. “It’s… just not for me, I guess?” she said, weakly.

“You should try them,” Pinkie said in a sing-song voice. “I bet you’ll like them! Well, of course you’ll like them, the affini made them to feel good, but like… they’re really fun, Twi. You wouldn’t believe how good it feels to get bucked while flying on apocyneigh!”

Miss Ketamina beamed down at Twilight. “I hear it is… quite an experience, little mare. I’d love to show you. Maybe later, if that’s something you’d like~”

Twilight’s heart pumped in her chest. She gazed between the predatory plant and the friend who seemed eager to throw her to the timberwolves, and offered up a strangled squeak.

“Aww, Khetari got your tongue?” rumbled Ivir, in xer windy, breathy voice.

“Ooh! Oh I know just what to do!” Pinkie was vibrating at a speed that seemed downright absurd. “Mx. Ivir has this great trick for issues like this! Mxster, would you help Twilight be more honest with herself?” In just a second of pleading, her pupils went from tiny specs to pools of inky black Twilight felt like she could drown in, and it only magnified her adorable pout, albeit a slightly twitchy one.

Ivir let out a low rustling laugh that shook xer leaves, and after a barely-perceptible nod from Miss Ketamina, reached towards Twilight with a vine adorned in pink flowers, and she felt a short sting in her flank. Something cool flooded her body, but pressure was building, like there was something inside her that needed to get out,

Twilight turned on Ivir. “Why did you do that? I don’t feel comfortable being given xenodrugs like that. What did you do to me, anyways? I don’t quite feel different, but I know it must do something and I really wish you’d tell me so I could stop worrying about it.”

“Hey Twilight,” Pinkie giggled, “What do you think of Rarity and her new owner?”

Twilight paused to consider, before realizing that she had started speaking, pause be damned. “She’s so beautiful, and he’s… so handsome that it’s terrifying. I wanted to do things with him… Shameful things.”

Miss Ketamina tutted. “There’s nothing shameful about seeking pleasure, petal. In the compact, we have no such taboos. What did you want to do?”

Twilight didn’t want to admit it. It was so shameful, so wrong, but if Miss insisted it was fine… “I wanted to lick up the sap off the floor, then suck more from the source. I wanted to kiss Rarity… It would have been my first kiss… Why am I admitting that?!”

“Very good, petal! I’m proud of you.” The shame seemed to fade slightly under a wave of acceptance and pride. Twilight couldn’t help but feel that she did the right thing, even as her cheeks burned bright red.

Pinkie laughed. She was suddenly very close, and her pupils had grown to encompass most of her eyes as she pouted at Twilight. “Hey Twilight, do you think I look pretty?”

“Yes, I think you look extremely pretty. I don’t know what it is with me today, all my friends are just so pretty, and oh gosh, Applejack and Rainbow Dash wanted to have s-s-sex with me earlier, and I said no, even though I kinda really wanted to so incredibly badly, and now you’re here and you’re so pretty, and so close, and you smell so nice…”

She could feel Pinkie’s breath against her face. Her friend was very close. “Hey Twilight, do you want me to kiss you?”

“More than anything in the world right now. Wait, did I just say that out mffph-?!”

And then Pinkie leaned in those last few inches and brushed her lips against Twilight’s.

Twilight’s brain hitched. Pinkie’s lips were soft and sweet, and her tongue was pressing insistently against Twilight’s lips. Twilight gasped, and Pinkie’s tongue wriggled inside, meeting her own, the powdery residue in her saliva sending potent tingling sensations through Twilight’s mouth and brain.

Pinkie pulled back and shot her a sultry look. “Did you enjoy that, Twilight?”

“Oh Celestia, yes. That was incredible, Pinkie. You’re so hot…”

Pinkie leaned in and kissed up Twilight’s neck, eliciting a shiver. “I know, silly. Do you want more?”

“Yes. So badly. I want you to do whatever you want to me. I feel like I shouldn’t want it, but I do want it, so badly, and I’m so embarrassed to be telling you this, and… wait, what was that drug you gave me?”

Ivir chuckled again. “Just a little something to loosen your lips, only lasts a few minutes. How are you enjoying it that far?”

“It’s incredible… I just got my very first kiss! I feel so alive!”

“Want your second?” Pinkie smirked evilly, pulling a bottle with three Xes on it from behind her at an angle that could not possibly have been hiding an object, then chugging a mouthful and tackling her to the floor for another kiss. This time, it wasn’t just her friend’s tongue inside her mouth, but a gush of liquid that left a feeling like fireworks in its wake. Twilight coughed at the sickly sweet fluid that Pinkie Pie had just shotgunned into her throat. It was too much, too strong, too intense. Pinkie lay on top of her, gazing into her eyes, watching her with a predatory look as she swallowed it down. “Pfft. Rainbow Dash called it, and I can confirm it. Twilight Sparkle is a massive bottom.”

Twilight felt a haze descend over her mind. Doting vines started to play with her mane, untangling it and straightening it, sending surges of comfort through her. Miss Ketamina would take care of her. It felt nice. And Pinkie was kissing her again! Ooh, that felt different! More sparkly.

She heard the Affini speak. “Oh gosh, Twilight, you’re so precious. You’d make such a lovely floret, wouldn’t you?”

Twilight’s mouth felt a little slow and sluggish, but she could communicate a nod to make Miss happy.

“That’s right! You would make a lovely floret. And you want to be my floret, don’t you?”

Twilight murmured, “Yes, Miss Ketamina,” and returned to being doted on. It felt so nice!

Her left eye twitched. Something about what she had said left an odd taste in her mouth. She rewound the moment in her head.

Her right ear twitched.

“So… you wanna be a floret, Twilight?” This time, it was Pinkie Pie, giggling happily.

“I’m still scared of parts of it, but you and Rarity seem so happy, and Miss Ketamina is so nice… Yeah, maybe,” Twilight responded.

Her right eye twitched, then her left.

Then she blinked.

And then her eyes shot open.

“I need to go, I need to go, I need to go!” Twilight muttered to herself, her horn sparking. She needed to get out of this situation. She needed to be anywhere else. She pulsed her horn, drawing on unknown reserves to fight through the haze of the xenodrugs, and, with a shout of exertion, she found herself outside Sugarcube Corner.

Another sudden flash, and she felt the spell rewind itself. In an instant, she was right back where she had just come from. She turned, stunned, to see Miss Ketamina’s horn glowing, eyes flashing, frowning down at her, and she felt a second sudden pinch in her flank.

“Oh, petal… Why did you do that? It was very impressive, but still, what’s wrong? We were having such fun. Oh, stars, you can’t understand me, can you…”

Twilight was barely able to let out a stunned “Bwuh” before her legs collapsed beneath her, the sparks around her horn faded, and she was cradled in vines in front of her affini’s chest, so that Pinkie Pie could still reach out to her. But it felt zoomed-out, like she was flying high above. Her limbs weren’t moving; her body wasn’t responding to any command she gave it. She stared in bemused confusion as Pinkie Pie gave her a smile and reached out a hoof to touch her.

Twilight’s mind bubbled and burbled, gaze glazed a soft golden color. Everything felt so far away, save the sensations of Miss Ketamina’s vines against her skin. Somewhere in the distance, Pinkie Pie was running a hoof through Twilight’s mane, evoking warm coos and moans. Her affini was speaking. Twilight couldn’t quite make out the meaning of it, but her voice was so pretty, so she listened eagerly. And either way, it felt like the most important bits were shining through.

“Pardon my impropriety, it just felt so good to take this one’s worries away, I may have given her a slightly stronger dose than I intended. I’ll be honest, I’ve never quite felt like this. This kind of connection with another sophont… It’s truly delightful. Honestly, I think I might be in love. Shewill make a beautiful pet.”

Stroke. Coo. Gasp. Miss loves you! The feeling was so far away, and yet so very large in Twilight’s mind. Just like the vines, covering her, surrounding her, slithering around her soft, comfortable rump.

“I can only imagine the heights of magic we’ll rise to with my implant in her neck. I wonder what her cutie mark will look like with my flowers on it? Ooh, it makes my injectors tingle! It’s only a matter of time before she realizes she already belongs to me.”

Stroke. Coo. Moan. Miss wants to help you learn magic! It thrummed through the reservoir of liquid honey pooling through Twilight’s veins, refracting through in shimmering lights of warmth and bliss. A sudden heat and pressure deep in Twilight’s nethers started to impose on her notion of reality, but it felt so good, it was hard to even think about what that pleasure might mean, and it’s not like she could turn her head to look either way.

“She’s shy, but I plan to break her of that. Look at how much fun she’s having with one of my vines in her ass! She started calling me ‘Miss Ketamina’ after only the slightest biorhythmic prompting, and does it all on her own now! Ooh, I know I’m moving quickly, but I’m just so desperate to have her.”

Stroke. Moan. Gasp. Miss is fun, and desperate to have you! Twilight felt her mind swimming in pleasure. Sensation pooled inside her body, and she stared up at the beautiful, kind mare that was holding her.

“She’s going to make such a perfect little Floret, even if she doesn’t know it just yet. I wonder when she’ll start calling me Mistress. No, she can’t really understand what we’re saying right now. But she sure is adorable!”

Mistress’s giggles spread across Twilight’s consciousness like migratory birds seeking their nesting grounds in fonts of relaxation and contentment. Mistress. Something deep inside Twilight groaned in bliss at that word.

Stroke. Smooch. Oh Celestia, that was my horn. Pinkie pie just stroked my horn and kissed me again. The thought got lost in a sea of giggles shaped like butterflies. It felt so good, like Twilight had been hungry her whole life and just learned what food was. She moaned softly.

“I can’t wait,” chirped Pinkie. “I’m so happy for you, Twilight! Being a floret is awesome, and while I might have the best Owner in the whole wide world, I’m sure Lilian will treat you super super well! Plus, maybe next time, you won’t be scared of a silly little kiss, and I can show you how I party with Tsundra.”

The monstrous, three eyed bipedal fox sitting in the corner wiggled its pedipalps and took a long drink of water. “Pinkie, I dunno if I can keep up with you. Not all of us have haustoria pumping us full of stimulants and artificially managing our heart rates. You party hard.”

Pinkie Pie grinned smugly at Tsundra. “I bet we could fix that if you spoke to Mxter.”

Tsundra laughed nervously, and started to reply… something. It didn’t matter. It wasn’t important. It was all miles away from Twilight. She moaned softly to herself, just letting herself sink into the warm bliss of Mistress’s vines. Pinkie was such a good friend. Mistress was also such a good friend. Maybe more than a friend. Maybe she could be my girlfriend, Twilight mused, and felt a warm glow inside her at the thought. She was learning so much about friendship. And whatever was going on between her legs, it felt unbelievably good. She moaned into Mistress’s vines, and just enjoyed the lightning storm of warm, happy, melty thoughts as Mistress stroked and touched her.

She barely noticed as Mistress picked up the box of cupcakes, and started to carry her away. It felt too nice to think about anything. She was usually so busy studying, but there were diminishing returns, and every bit of progress took longer the greater her skill had grown. This was easy. She squirmed and let out a particularly deep moan as Mistress carried her out of Sugarcube Corner and into town. She barely noticed the shocked gasp a blushing Roseluck gave her.

“My little pony,” Mistress murmured, doing something that made Twilight whinny with delight, “I hope you’re looking forward to today’s picnic. Who knows, maybe we’ll even be able to see your friend Fluttershy there!”

Author's Note

Today's mood: "Not THAT Kind of Party"