Gangs of Manehattan

A few weeks had passed since the last notable events. At Fluttershy's precinct, Spitfire called her officers again. “Alright everyone! Listen up! Fluttershy and Moondancer didn't find out too much-...”

“Sorry...” Fluttershy's quiet voice was barely audible over her captain's barking.

“-but it isn't that surprising!” Spitfire continued, apparently not even hearing Fluttershy. She wasn't displeased at all with what the two had managed! “After all, this sorta work isn't really for them! But they did manage to integrate themselves with the club's stuff and patronage! Therefore, it was decided that I will select a group of officers to accompany the two, and myself, to Tartarus.”

Fluttershy and Moondancer exchanged worried looks!

“I am not going to ask for volunteers, because I expect 95% of the precinct to volunteer for a party night paid for by the city!” The orange pegasus immediately made clear! A few hands already raised in preparation immediately went down again. “Instead, I have made a list of the officers I want to have along: Rainbow Dash, Thunderlane, Gilda, Fluttershy, Soarin, Angel Wings, Fire Streak, Fleetfoot, Blaze, Bright Bulb and Night Watch!” However, after a moment of contemplation, she added two more names: “And Gallus and Sandbar!” The new ones she took along to see how they'd proof themselves.

A lot of disappointed faces, but none of them could argue with most of the choices. And they trusted Captain Spitfire's gut feeling regarding the newbies, who couldn't believe their luck. “At least if Fluttershy can arrange for all of us to get in. If she can't, we'll have to see how many do.”

Shy blinked! “You want me to do what?”

“Just try to get us all in. Maybe tell them we're friends of yours. If it doesn't work, we'll work with who we can get in.”

Later that day:

“So, your colleagues want to pay us a visit?” Tempest raised an eyebrow, sitting behind her desk in the office.

“Mhm.” Shy nodded, shrinking a little under the unicorn's stern glare. I mean, cou could have them sent away by Big Mac or whoever has the door...”

“If we send them all away, that'd be suspicious!” Spike objected! “We'll have to let in at least a few of them.”

Sunset was tapping her cheek as she was thinking about it. “We should allow all of them to come in. Try to keep the evening as neat as we can, give them some bagatelle crap to write down...”

Tempest and Spike agreed. But Tempest got another idea! “Maybe we should get them, or at least some of them, into... situations?”

“What do you mean, Tempest?” Spike asked his partner.

She grinned. “They'll have a good time. They'll get themselves drinks and so on, and we give them a little extra. Not enough to be suspicious, but enough to have them forget their inhibitions!”

“And then, we will get them into situations that they won't want to talk about because of how it'll look!” Sunset concluded! “Say, one of their guys lying with one of our waitresses, a mare getting grabby with one of the bouncers... That sorta stuff. Maybe somepony passing out in a puddle of their own puke?”

“Exactly! Nothing dangerous as such, just stuff that they don't want to appear in their files, or become known in general. Maybe they get a little rowdy...” Tempest Shadow nodded. “You think that would be enough to keep them from sniffing around too much?”

“Maybe... For a while at least...” Fluttershy conceded after a moment of consideration. “But please! Don't do anything to hurt them, or really ruin them! They are still my friends!”

“Don't worry. We'd only do something like that if absolutely necessary!” Sunset comforted her. “Just let us know beforehand if they try it again. Now, maybe you should describe them to us, or even better show us some pictures. We also might have to work out logical excuses for letting them in, if they fall out of line, without letting them know that you told us...

A few days later the house was full! And they had fourteen new semi-on, semi-off duty police officers as guests, each of them with just enough of a masquerade to be able to claim that it was just some other pony that happened to look like them. The officers had spread out over the club. Some alone, others in groups and each with their own cover stories if somepony asked. However, they knew which of the guests were the police and how they looked... Now, it was time to make it a night they wouldn't forget any time soon!

Sunset Shimmer checked the bar, and what she saw didn't please her! “Hey! Bon Bon! Lyra!” She called out angrily, seeing the two being all lovey-dovey! “Stop flirting and get back to work! Lyra! The guests are waiting for their drinks!”

“Oh, don't mind us!” A dark pegasus laughed! “If they start making out, we'll tip extra!”

Sunset recognized the guy as Thunderlane. She took a quick look around to look after Rumble, and saw him slinking in the shadows on the other side of the room, his eyes hidden behind his sun glasses and doing his best to be as inconspicuous as possible, at least as much as he could as bouncer. He really didn't want his brother to notice him.

“As nice as that is, there are a number of guests waiting for their service. And if they aren't happy, as the manager the buck stops with me!” The unicorn explained with a small grin.

“You're the manager?” The stallion seemed surprised! “I thought that dragon owned the club?”

“He, and his partner, own it.” She explained. “I run the day-to-day.”

“Interesting...” He looked like it truly was something interesting, rather than something they could look up on the internet or some official paperwork. Maybe he really didn't know, though it'd be a bit surprising. He flashed her a smile of his own. “Name's Thunderlane, and you, Ms. Manager? Interested in some company?”

As Thunderlane tried to flirt with Sunset, Bon-Bon and her girlfriend did return to work. “Lyra!” Scootaloo came over. “I have an order for table 12! Here!” She handed her the piece of paper with the order written down upon.

While Thunderlane, Bright Bulb and Night Watch were sitting at the bar, posing as just a trio of friends, Angel Wings and Fleetfoot were partying on the dance floor. Blaze and Angel Wings were watching the stage show, and Gallus and Sandbar were trying to chat up some mares. They didn't know where Fluttershy was, but since she knew the owners, they assumed she was probably in some VIP lounge or something.

Gilda, Rainbow Dash, Soarin and Spitfire meanwhile were sitting in one of the corners, acting as two couples. Considering Soarin's and Spitfire's relationship, it wasn't a complete act either. “Oh, cut it out you!~” The orange pegasus purred as Soarin was kissing her neck. “Not now! Maybe when we have some alone time!~”

Dash was telling Gilda a story about a fight she had had: “... and then, I grabbed the guy and-...”

But she was interrupted. Scootaloo showed up with drinks on her tablet! “Here are your drinks!” She told them, as she placed them on the table. Then, her curiosity got the better of her: “Were you just talking about fighting?”

“Yeah!” Rainbow Dash admitted, flashing a cocky grin! “I work in private security, do a lot of sports and I have plenty stories to tell!” She began to list a few encounters she had had. Some even before her time on the police, and the others she claimed to have been while working as security.

“Wow!” The younger pegasus' eyes were almost sparkling! “You're cool! Can you tell me more?!”

“Don't you have to work?” Gilda asked.

“I can call my break now,” Scoots explained, looking at them with big puppy eyes, “so if you don't mind...”

Giddy at hearing somepony so eager to hear her moments of greatness, Dash gave the younger mare a coky grin! “Sure, tell your colleagues that you're on break and sit down! Get yourself something to drink!”

Spitfire shot her a glare, but either Rainbow Dash didn't notice,or didn't care! They were supposed to find out about stuff going on here! Not tell them about stuff they had experienced! But then, Spitfire had to admit, she would probably also love to tell stories about her exploits. Maybe she'd get a chance later... And maybe this young mare would tell them things without noticing... As for now, she grabbed her drink and emptied it in one motion. Dangling the empty glass in front of Scootaloo's eyes. “Before you take that break, bring me a new one!”

Fluttershy was sitting on the couch in Spike's office, trembling due to nervousness. She just hoped everything would be going well... “Spike? Don't you want to go out there and use your charm on them?” She asked him.

The dragon had his feet on his desk as he poured himself a drink. “Later. I'll wait until your colleagues are a bit buzzed.”

“You know, Fluttershy,” Tempest Shadow walked over to her, hands behind the back. Then she bent over, so that the pegasus was staring into her cleavage. “You should help us too!”

“Huh?”

Spike himself was surprised. Apparently, the dark unicorn had had more ideas than what she'd told them...

Tempest pulled out a pink, butterfly shaped mask from behind her back, alongside what Spike recognized as a saddle-arabian inspired harem outfit that Rarity recently had brought to the club.

“But, they know me!” Shy protested.

“Don't worry. There is a little spell on it, helping you not to be recognized. Your appearance will be slightly altered.”

The pegasus stared at pieces in the unicorn's hand. Her nature told her no... But the lewd side of hers that had been awakened when she'd first got here, it pressed her to do it! Her right hand was shaking as she grabbed the mask and placed it on her face. She felt the magic, felt that she somehow changed.

“Nice!” Tempest grinned, taking a picture with her phone and showing it to her. Even Spike was impressed!

Sunset's ear piece made a noise, just as she'd been about to make out a little with Thunderlane! It was a bit disappointing, she had to admit. The pegasus was quite the hunk. Well, maybe later. “Sorry, big guy!” She told him, he reminded her a little bit of a pegasus version of Big Mac. “I'm getting a message from one of my bosses! Maybe you can visit me later. My office is over there!” She pointed at the 'Staff only' door.

“I'll keep that in mind, hot stuff!” Thunderlane grinned, draining another glass, watching her move to the stage, shaking her ass at every step. He almost expected her to flash her panties with that short skirt of hers.

A few minutes later, he heard her voice from the club's speaker system, dominating even the loud music! “Ladies and gentlecolts! Tonight, we have a special attraction for all you horny deviants!”

Well, if Sunset Shimmer wanted attention, she had the attention of most of the club! Thunderlane and basically everyone at the bar had stood up to get a better view, and almost every head was turned to the stage.

Behind the unicorn, a gorgeous, oddly familiar, yellow thestral with a butterfly mask and three bats as her cutie mark appeared on the stage. She had piercing, pigeon blood ruby red eyes, with a certain hunger in them, cute fangs, pink mane, the large breasts, the wide hips... All of which were shown off very alluringly by her the harem dancer outfit she wore, her hipposandal strings going up to her knees.

Damn.... If Thunderlane hadn't been very fine with being a bachelor for the foreseeable future, he wouldn't have minded putting a foal into her. She had that body that made any male want to knock her up... Come to think of it, Fluttershy had a very similar body! But, he figured, since she was always so shy and withdrawn, and always tried to draw no attention to it, it just didn't have the same effect.

“The mysterious... BATMARE!” The announcement finished! Sunset had made that name up on the spot. Not one of the better stage names, she had to admit. But then again, with a look like hers, Fluttershy probably didn't need a clever name. For now, at least.

The moment she had finished the introduction, Sunset teleported herself next to DJ Pon-3, instructing her what sort of music would be needed now! The DJ grinned and gave her a short nod, followed by a short moan. She probably had some pony underneath her turn table again. Or a toy inside of her.

Slowly, but steadily, surprising herself and motivated by the the eyes, and cheers and whistles, from the crowd, Shy surprised herself with her dance performance! She had trained a bit with the other girls, but, despite what they'd told her, never felt any good at it. But, apparently, she was at least not a total catastrophe!

After a few minutes, she let her bra fall to the floor. Leaving Thunderlane's jaw wide open! “What the...” He almost got his drink into his windpipe and just stared.

“I mean, our club is adults only,” Lyra laughed! “It says so outside and in every advertisement! It is for a reason!”

“I...” He didn't know what to say.

“Didn't expect this, big guy?” Bon Bon joined them, letting herself drop onto the barstool next to the pegasus. “There is even more to it, if you want...” She breathed into his ear.

And Thunderlane felt how his little friend started to betray him... Unbeknownst to him, little helpers that Lyra had mixed into his drink helped.

“Uhm...” he suddenly felt uncharacteristically insecure! He knew what he had to offer a mare and rarely had been shy to advertise it in clubs and such, but somehow, right now... “I mean...”

Before he could finish his sentence, Lyra kissed him.

Now, Fluttershy was dancing in the nude, showing off her body in ways she'd never imagined, playing with her breasts, letting some saliva run down, even spreading her legs and lower lips to give the crowd a good look! Her tongue was hanging out of her grinning mouth!

Suddenly, Sunset reappeared on her side! “I hope all of you horndogs enjoyed the show?” She shouted into her microphone to thunderous ovations! She grinned and gave the pegasus a slap on her ass! Instead of yelping in surprise however, she moaned as her butt jiggled.

Sunset moved the microphone away from her mouth as she whispered into Shy's ear: “Ready for the next level?” Putting an emphasis on the word 'level', she brushed over the pegasus' pussy with two fingers from behind!

Fluttershy nodded.

“Well, then it is your lucky night!” The unicorn announced! “I will select two lucky studs from the crowd who will be allowed to have sex with her the whole night!”

Shy licked her lips. She was horny enough for that!

The manager scanned the crowd for candidates. “The blue griffon over there!” Did she pick Gallus on purpose?! Probably... “And... That handsome zebra stud there! Yes! You there in the middle of that group!”

The zebra's 'friends', zebras, ponies, a griffon, all of them far more impressively built than him, glared at the poor guy. Apparently, they had mainly taken him along to show those they wanted to pick up what great catches they were as opposed to 'that wimp'! Now, at least, he was about to have a good time, even if only for the night.

The next morning, most of the precinct of the MPD woke up with a bad hangover... And most of those woke up in the back of the club! Thunderlane had Lyra Heartstrings, Bon Bon and Sunset next to him, Fleetfoot woke up when Big Mac gently removed her from his body, Angel Wings realized that she had shared the night with Cloud Chaser.

Together with that zebra, Gallus woke up with the mysterious thestral mare between them, while Soarin and Sandbar had been with Cloud Chaser's sister, Flitter! Rainbow Dash and Gilda had spent the night with Double Diamond and some male griffon they didn't know.

Fire Streak, Bright Bulb and Night Watch had had less of a fun night, but also less of a headache. They had left after a while. In fact, even before Fluttershy's performance.

“Oh... my head...” Rainbow Dash groaned at the table. Sunset Shimmer had been kind enough to let them stay for a bit until they had recovered, as well as to get them something to eat and drink, the latter ordered from Sugarcube Corner. “What the... Let us never speak of this again!” She whimpered, head between hands.

“Did we have too many drinks?” Gilda didn't look much better. And the two were usually able to down quite a bit of booze! It was just as well that Thunderlane and the others didn't look any better...

Gallus, however, was far more jovial! He and Sandbar hadn't had as much alcohol, and he vividly recalled his experience! “BEST. NIGHT. EVER!”

“You lucky asshole!” Sandbar told him, half-jokingly.

“Quiet down, please...” Spitfire told them. Luckily the zebra had already left. “Did any of you get anything we can use without having to bring this up?” She whispered.

“Well, I saw some guests doing some drugs,” Soarin told them, as he emptied a glass of water in one go. “But I have no reason to believe that they got them here...”

While some of them tried to do their job, Fleetfoot was giving Rainbow Dash and some of the other girls an indication of how big Big Mac really was! “That big red bouncer...,-” she indicated the size with her hands,-”He really made me bounce...”

Rainbow Dash let out an impressed whistle! “Damn! I should've gone after him!”

“Eh... That Double Diamond wasn't bad either!” Gilda came in to the defense of their stallion for the night. “And those three mares? I have to admit, they were pretty good as well!”

“Reminds me,-” Dash's fingers drummed on the table top, “,-You know, those three waitresses. One of them has a sister from what I've seen last night, and... I can't put my finger on it, but I think I know her from somewhere... Was some country looking mare with a cowboy hat.”

“Yeah, I think I also know her from somewhere...” The female griffon agreed, as her eyes moved between Fleetfoot's continued indication of Big Mac's size to Gallus doing the same with that mysterious mare's bust. He was waxing about how soft they'd been...

Suddenly, Dash slapped her hand onto the desk, making most of the hungover undercover cops wince! “I think I got it! Wasn't she with us...”

“What?” The griffoness clutched her ears after the sudden noise!

“Wasn't she with us in the academy?! Applesomesuch?!”

“Wait... the one who was about equal to-...” Golda was cut off...

“Shut it, Dash! And Gilda” Spitfire hissed! “You're giving us away!” Not to mention the splitting headache.

“Sorry...”

They talked for a while longer, but after they had had their breakfast, Sunset threw, quite understandably, out. As they walked to their cars, Spitfire concluded: “Well, I guess we got some stuff we can use without embarrassing ourselves. But nothing to really nail them. Mostly circumstantial stuff, nothing concrete...I guess we will have to continue to keep an eye on them.”