The Beat

Chapters

3. One Small Detail
4. Quench The Thirst
5. My Princess, My Helper
6. Hidden In Plain Sight
7. A Fighting Chance
8. The Mare Next Door
9. Save The Saviour
10. Play Against the Rules
11. The Four Doors
12. In The Heart of The Hive
13. Meeting The Locals
14. A Familiar Foe
15. A Proposistion
16. Alliance
17. Just an Earth Pony?
1. Feel The Power
2. Learning The Ropes

3. One Small Detail

A unusual silence engulfed Ponyville, as the vast majority of its inhabitants were still away fro home.It was short-lived however, as two bolts of blue lightning zapped by the city square, a boom following them, much like the one after a Sonic Rainboom.

The two mares looked at each other, with visible excitement. Twilight’s lips moved, from sheer amusement, then to wonderment, while Vinyl’s were in a constant state of chuckling. Only after they stopped at Vinyl’s house, and the boom followed them, did they hear the voice of the Ponyville librarian.

“Wow this is awesome…wait why can’t I hear anything? ” it said.

“Hehe, first time breaking the sound barrier, I see.” the voice of DJ-Pon3 follow suite.

“Kind of forgot that that we were faster. It was just too much fun. And manipulating sounds was quite fascinating.” Twilight
admitted, with a giggle in her voice.

“Yeah, it is quite the head rush. “ Vinyl agreed.

“The train should be here in a few hours, so remember the rules, or we will feel the smite of the moon princess.”

“Of course. I just hope I can keep it a secret.”

“Don’t worry. You will be surprised how easy it is when you have impending doom as a motivation.”

Twilight gulped, her thoughts on Nightmare Moon. If Luna was even a sliver as bad as her, it would be quite a nasty end to her existence.

“That is all fine and good, but can I get some time in the limelight?”

“All in good time, Bass! Now, let’s go to the station, but at walking speed this time.”

“Awwww.” both Twlight and Bass pouted.

The train did arrive soon enough, and both Vinyl and Twilight awaited their friends. As the door of each carriage opened, ponies exited the train from Manehatten. The first one to catch their eye was the cello playing pony and Vinyl’s marefriend, Octavia. Her stoic demeanor quickly soften as she noticed the DJ on the station platform.

“Not a word.” Vinyl whispered to Twilight under her smile.

“I know, I know, I'm not a filly.” Twilight replied, visibly annoyed by Vinyl’s insistence.

“Hello darling, did your session go well? Oh, hello Twilight! I hope your cold got better.” Octavia said in her usual Canterlot style, with proper stress on the right syllables and a melodic tone. She got her answer in form of a passionate kiss by her one love. Octavia quickly calmed down from the shock to return the kiss to Vinyl.

“Usually you wait. Is there something wrong?” Octavia asked, as she removed the mane from her face.

“Well, I missed you and I realized how much you mean to me.”

“That is… strangely romantic of you, Vinyl.”

“Shut up.”

“Now that is the mare I love.”

As the two lovers continued their flirting, Twilight’s friends came out one by one. First Applejack, then Fluttershy, Pinkie Pie, Rarity and lastly Rainbow Dash. Of course, Pinkie was the first one to see the purple mare, jumping, and hugging Twilight to the floor, and sobbing profusely.

“Oh you're okay! When Princess Luna told us you were too sick to come over, I was so sad, but now I am so happy that you are okay and…!” Pinkie said, at a rate of ten words per second.

“I'm fine now Pinkie, thank you for your concern. Can you please stop strangling me?” Twilight asked, as she battled for air
while in Pinkie’s death grip

“She likes personal touch, have to remember that.”

“Vinyl Scratch, what the buck did you do?!” Rarity shrieked, bringing the whole group to a halt. Everypony stood in awe of hearing Rarity using language like that, let alone in public.

In blind rage, she grabbed the DJ, and placed her hooves and her neck. Octavia tried to push Rarity away, only to be pushed away by Vinyl, as if her marefriend deserved this treatment.

“It was an accident, I swear!” The DJ pleaded her innocence.

“Eh Rarity, what is the problem?” - Applejack inquired, as she tried to pull the two mares apart.

“She, she… left my silk… out to dry outside.” Rarity answered, as the reality of the situation sank in, and she tried to think of anything that made remotely sense. Odd glares were cast in unison by the others, as they didn't quite believe Rarity.

“Twilight, could you please join me and Vinyl for tea later today? I must speak with you about this “silk”.” – She said, in her usual royal demeanor.

“No bucking way, Rarity?”

“What happened to Rarity, I've never seen her this out of shape.” Rainbow whispered to Fluttershy, only to receive a confused look from the pink maned mare.

As both Twilight and Pinkie Pie picked themselves up, the two remaining mares from the group approached the Element of Magic, a new feeling boiled inside Twilight.

“I see you're better. Wouldn't want my coordinator out sick for my routines, you know?” Rainbow said, boasting to the figure in front of her.

“Strong wings, nice body, and that plot. Wow, that is one hot mare. You like her don't you Twi?”

Twilight’s pulse quickened, as thoughts of doing things to Rainbow, such bad things to her friend. Her eyes started to flicker, changing to magenta, as fur on her hooves slowly whitened. Her mind beginning to feel numb, but in the most enjoyable way possible. She was losing her grip, and she could only mutter “Vinyl, help…”

Both Rarity and Vinyl jumped in shock, grabbed Twilight by her shoulders and began to pull her to Rarity’s shop.

“Sorry, seems she had a relapse. She needs peace and quiet, so no visitors! We will see you at the party!” the white mares said as they dragged Twilight across the road and disappeared into Rarity's boutique.

“What just happened?” Rainbow said, voicing what the others were all thinking. One by one, the ponies left for their homes.

“Hey, Rarity, where do I put these? Rarity? Anyone?” Spike, who had just managed to get out of the train, asked. He was carrying a large pile of suitcases and bags of Rarity’s clothes.

As Spike sighed, the train finally left the station, leaving the purple dragon alone with his predicament, while he slowly made his way to Rarity’s boutique.

The door was closed, and Sweetie Belle was with her friends in their treehouse, and Rarity had canceled all her appointments for the day. Both her and Vinyl sat next to Twilight, whose fur was now switching colors in a pulsating motion. She was on the verge, and this made Rarity uneasy.

“So let me get this straight. You performed the Initiation, without closing your house door…” Rarity said.

“Yes.”

*BONK*

“Ow, not in the head!” Vinyl cried, as she massaged the place Rarity hit her with her hoof.

“…You cursed the most powerful unicorn in all of Equestria.”

*BONK*

“Stop it!” Vinyl growled

“…and you did it while she is in Heat.”

*BONK*

“Okay, that one was deserved.” Vinyl admitted, as she knew what was to follow.

The pulsating changes subdued, and Twilight was soon to her old self.

“What happened? Where am I?” she inquired

“You are in my shop, darling, and thanks to Vinyl here, you almost changed in front of most of Ponyville.”

“Rarity, are you…”

“Yes, I am your Sister.”

“Wow, now it all makes sense, the white…AHHHHH!”

Twilight was struck by immense pain in her stomach, as if she had never eaten in her life. Tears began to flow down her face, and she contemplated why she deserved this. The worst part was that even through the unbelievable pain, she felt a dash of desire for a certain cyan plot. Weird thoughts were imposing themselves, and she could picture Bass Canon, but with a demonic aura around her.

“Focus Twilight, I need you to focus! Cold water, ice…” Rarity said

“Granny Smith!” Vinyl cried.

Finally the pain subdued, as well as her lust. Twilight was in control, at least for now.

“Thanks, I needed that. Why did I react like that? You said when that we feed on thrill, but I just looked at Rainbow Dash and I almost lost it.” she replied, visibly out of shape.

“What Sister Vinyl failed to mention, is that there is a caveat. A Sister has both great power and a great weakness during
Heat. Your magical power is fully released, but your hunger for the object of desire is constant during this time. And she also failed to mention the fact that your cursed self is not really that nice of a mare.” Rarity explained

“You mean, Rainbow Dash?” Twilight asked

“In your case, yes.” Rarity replied

“The good news is, there is a party tonight at The Club, and since I’m the DJ, I can let you backstage, so you can release some of that hunger.” Vinyl retorted

“That sounds awesome!”

“But what will I do to Rainbow? I can’t control Bass!” Twilight pleaded

“That is the thing about this curse. If you try to control it, you will starve. If you let loose too much, you become it. It's not the best idea to let the curse take over, but we have little options left. I have faith in you, Twilight.”

“Okay. It doesn't seem like I have a choice, do I?” Twilight remarked in defeat.

“Tonight I am gonna make Rainbow mine!”

A gulp came from the purple unicorn, as she knew that after tonight nothing would ever be the same again.

A high-pitched whistle came from the kitchen, and Rarity rushed inside. Moments later, she came back , levitating expensive china after her.

“I almost forgot the tea. This whole ordeal makes me so forgetful … Spike!” She said, and magically opened the door, only to be showered in suitcases, along with a little dragon, who fell asleep at the door.

Author's Note

Here we are. The table is set, and the roles are given. I know, it wasn't really a mystery who the third Sister was, and I didn't want to indulge in her backstory all that much, since there are more urgent matters to attend to. Next up, Rainbow meets Bass, and we will see where that takes us. Just a hint, those tags aren't for nothing ;).

EDIT : I would like to take the time and thank x3z8 (http://www.fimfiction.net/user/x3z8) for taking the time and effort into editing this story, so that it reaches it's full potential. Eyery chapter will be editied from now on. I hope you enjoy reading as we did writing/editing it did.

4. Quench The Thirst

The day soon turned to night, and as all the fillies in Ponyville were put to bed, the music slowly intensifed inside The Club, as Vinyl was working extra hard, as she knew one special mare was going to be here, and she needed all the support she could get. The line in front was really big, as every stallion and mare in town were trying to get inside the prestigious club. But one white mare, and a blanket covered pony slowly skidded to the back entrance, only to be greeted by Vinyl herself. They ran in, hoping no one saw them as they went in.

“Good, you made it just in time. I think I saw Rainbow getting a cider right before you two showed up. Are you sure no one followed you?” the DJ inquired her Sisters.

“Yes. What kind of fool do you take me for? We need to hurry, Twilight’s strength is waning by the second.” Rarity responded, holding the fumbling purple mare with all her strength.

“Okay I can guide Twilight from here. You make sure we have Rainbow set up. If we screw this up, it would mean curtains for our friend here.” Vinyl said, as she guided Twilight behind, just under her pult.

“No problem.” Rarity said, and went onto the main floor, in search of the cyan pegasus.

Vinyl closed in on Twilight, and saw that she was shaking, obviously The Beat locked all her mental and physical strength away. If she did transform soon, she wouldn’t even have enough for her most basic body function, and surely die from heart failure.

“I will play now some hard ass, bass heavy dubstep. I need you to ignore everything but the music, and Rainbow Dash. Don’t hold back. This isn’t like The Initiation, where you have no choice. This time, you have to do it. No guilt, no remorse. When you feel it, just let go of the reins, let Bass Cannon free. Got that?” Vinyl whispered into Twilight’s ear, making it twitch.

The purple mare only managed a small nod of acknowledgement. She was scared, like never before in her life. She had to lose the one thing in life she held most dear, and that was control. As the dubstep kicked in, and the crowd cheered, Twilight closed her eyes. She remembered the first night Vinyl moved in, and played a couple of her mixes that night. It was music she never heard before. It sounded so rebellious, so provocative. She absolutely bucking loved it. She could never admit that to herself, right? She was Celestia prize student, she could listen to classical music. Luckily, before she snapped into her control-freak mode, she remembered Vinyl’s words. She had to come clean, and her head began to bobble to the beat, ever so slightly. As her breathing became more regular, a faint figure began to emerge from the shadows of mind. It was Bass Cannon, and she approached Twilight, with a lustful gaze and a seductive walk.

With each step the white mare took, so Twilight’s emotions intensified as new strength was released by the curse. Once she was so close that Twilight could feel her breath, Bass Cannon smiled and kissed Twilight like she had always imagined her lover would. A cool sensation rushed trough her shaking body, and new ideas began to impose themselves.The fear in her mind vanished, replaced by desire, as Bass Cannon began to dissolve, only to coat her in pure white. All of the weight dropped from Twilight’s shoulders and she just wished she could enjoy the moment. No obligations, no worries, just have the time of her life. Her skin was already white, with her horn becoming white also, one patch at a time. She could feel the electricity forming around her mane, just like during her Initiation, but with a twist. This time, it didn’t feel forced upon her. This time, she was the lightning, and not its pawn. She didn’t care about tomorrow, or about her studies. Being Twilight could wait, she was Bass Cannon now. The mare opened her magenta eyes as all her energy was set free. She emerged from under the table, her mane blue as the sea, and screamed to Vinyl:

“Let’s show these mares how to party, Bass Canon style!”
Vinyl nodded in approval, as a faint breath left her. Sure, Twilight managed to let go and survive, but after tonight, who knows what will she think of herself?

Meanwhile, Rarity surveyed the club, in hopes that Rainbow Dash had already arrived. But with her search being unsuccessful, she went to the bar in hopes a quick refreshment might increase her morale and stamina. As her martini arrived, and she levitated it carefully to her muzzle, something hit her from behind and made her spill the beverage all over her coat. Enraged, she turned around, only to be greeted by the object of her search, with a wide mischievous smile and a quick phrase on her lips:

“Hey Rarity! Wow, you really can’t handle your liquor!”

On any other occasion she would have attempted to strangle Rainbow Dash, but tonight she needed to be composed for Twilight’s sake.

“Just the mare I was looking for! A friend of mine from Canterlot wants to meet you, if you don’t mind.”

“A fan?” Dash asked, excited and eager to boost her ego.

“In a matter of speaking, yes.” Rarity replied, thinking of Twilight.

“Sure, where is she?”

Rarity guided Dash to the dancefloor, where Bass Cannon was dancing in the crowd. As the two mares saw her, they were gob smacked. Everypony around her was looking at the white mare. Her moves were both athletic and graceful, a mixture of unicorn magic and sheer athleticism. In one moment she seemed all-powerful with her sheer presence, only to become fragile and seductive the next. In one word, she was hypnotic. It seemed she fed from all the attention she got, and the sick beat Vinyl was making on the turntables. It was magic, dark enticing magic, and Dash, and Rarity to some extent began to feel a warmth envoked by this bad mare. The beat slowed down and as the song reached its end, the whole dancefloor cheered Bass’s name in unison. Rarity waved the mare over, much to the crowds displeasure, as they wanted the performance to continue. The mares returned to the bar, and after they all got their drinks, Rarity introduced them.

“Rainbow Dash, I would like to introduce Bass Cannon, professional dancer from Canterlot!”

“I heard you are a fan!”, Dash said, and admired the unicorn from the near.

“Sure am! I mean a sonic rainboom? Who wouldn’t be a fan?” Bass replied.

“You look a lot like my friend Twilight. Are you too related?” the cyan pegasus inquired, making Rarity flinch.

“Oh no, but I do get that a lot! You know Twilight Sparkle is kinda famous back in Canterlot, with being the prize student of
Celestia and all.” Bass retorted, as Rarity looked like she dropped a kidney stone.

“Anyway, those were some moves back there! I have never seen somepony move the way you do!”

“Well, let’s just say I am as nimble on the dancefloor as I am in more private surroundings.” Bass replied in a flirting manner.
Dash’s face seemed to take on a more reddish shine, as her wings slowly but surely rose from their usual places. A sly smile appeared on Bass Cannon’s face. Twilight’s object of desire was in her clutches, and she savored every moment of it.

“Straight to business I see.” Dash said, unusually insecure in her tone.

“Well, I have a feeling you like the assertive type. I think Rarity doesn’t mind if we take her house for the night?” Bass replied, looking at her Sister.

“Oh sure, I was going to stay at Vinyl’s for the night anyway, and Sweetie Belle is at Apple Bloom’s, so you have the whole place to yourselves.” Rarity replied. It wasn’t ideal, but she wanted this to work for Twilight. Besides, Bass's presence was enforcing on her, even though she was a Sister as well.

“That settles it.” Bass concluded as Dash struggled to contain her excitement. This pony was both mysterious and familiar, and the aura that pulsated from her made the cyan pegasus euphoric.

“You know, I would like to see Rarity’s boutique at night. Could you show me around, Bass?” Dash asked as innocently as she could.

“Sure thing! Rarity, the keys please.”

Rarity levitated her keychain, and as the glow around it changed into Bass’s magic, the two mares left the club. As they vanished from her sight, the white unicorn exaled a sigh of relief.

“Did she take the bait?” Vinyl asked, popping out under the counter of the bar.

“Ah! Don’t do that, you silly mare! “ Rarity scolded, as her drink almost dropped from her magical grasp.

“Sorry Miss Jumpy. So did she or not?”

“Yes. Hook, line, and sinker. I just hope everything works out alright.”

“Don’t worry, I’m sure Dash can handle everything Twilight, I mean Bass can throw at her.”

“You do remember what you did to Octavia last time you were in heat?”

“Poor girl, she had to strap ice packs onto her thighs for two weeks.”

“And your magical powers compared to Twi’s are…”

“She’s bucked.” Vinyl concluded.

“Yeah… wait, if you are here, who is playing the music?”

“Oh, Pinkie Pie of course!”

“So that’s why I’m hearing Weird Al playing…” Rarity facehoofed.

After a short and uneventful stroll to Rarity’s boutique, filled with drunk giggles and wobbly walking, the two mares arrived at their destination for the night, The key slowly turned, and Bass flicked the light switch, as the whole main room eliminated. Many of Rarity’s creations were stacked on pony manikins, as well as drawings of elaborate works of fashion art were haphazardly stacked on the mares working table. The door to Sweetie Bell’s room seemed shut, but the one to the master bedroom, much to Bass’s enjoyment, was already opened ajar.

“Why don’t you make yourself comfortable Dash while I go and freshen up?” Bass suggested.

“Okay, sure. I’ll just spread myself on this king size bed and await your return.” Dash replied.
The white unicorn retreated to the bathroom. As she washed her face, she noticed the mirror. The reflection was of a shy purple mare, blushing.

“Don’t worry, Twi. After tonight, you’ll be waiting for my return. Soon, everyone will.”, Bass said to the reflection, and left the latrine.

Dash had already made comfortable, and spread her masculine thighs, revealing a moist vagina to Bass Cannon. Bass merely laughed, and approached the cyan Pegasus like a predator.

“As much as I enjoy the view, something else is on my mind. I wonder, Rainbow Dash, what really turns you on?” Bass said, as her magic engulfed Dash’s head. The cyan mare didn’t even have time to recover from the shock of magic surging through her mind before Bass gasped, and saliva began to drip from her mouth. The room was soon engulfed in Bass’s magic, and the walls began to change, and the bed turned into a board with cuffs attached to the wall. The light became subdued, leaving only one source, above Rainbow Dash. The master bedroom became the master dungeon.

“What are you doing, you crazy mpphph!” Dash screamed, as a wet towel muffled her insults, and ropes tied both her legs and wings.

“Now, now, easy with that potty mouth of yours. I’ve heard you have been a bad mare, Rainbow Dash. I also have it on good authority that you might be seeking, guidance, shall we say in life.”

Bass approached Dash, but this time, Dash’s fury gave way to sheer shock. The unicorn had white latex all over her body, and neon blue shoes, with a levitating whip and gag to accompany her. Dash wasn’t just aroused like she was moments ago. This time she was both scared and thrilled at the mere sight of Bass. This mare was pure evil, and Dash's mind was already beginning to to feel the draw from it.

“But, before I can guide you, you will need a servant’s outfit. I could just make them appear on your sexy flank, but this is more fun.” Bass said.

Thick liquid began to ooze from the dark corners of the room, and slowly crept over the cyan Pegasus, as she struggle in vain to release herself from the magical ropes. It soon found its way up her vagina and anus, creating two large dildos. Soon enough, as soon as the goo hardened, Dash had a latex outfit of her own. It was similar to Bass’s, but the latex skirt and cyan and black combination signified her inferiority to her unicorn captor. Then the two dildos began to vibrate. They were so deep, they pressed at the walls of her orifices like nothing ever before. Her legs gave in, as if she was melting. But just before she could reach the climax, Bass flexed her magic, and denied her release.

“First lesson; nothing is free. If you want to earn that orgasm, you will have to lick these boots off first!”

The hazy pegasus slowly crawled to the outstretched leg of her captor and placed her tongue on the latex boot. As her tongue caressed the semi-liquid magical fabric, the buzzing inside her started again. Her licks quickened, and the throbbing sensation increased, bringing Dash to the edge of Eden.

"That's it, my Toy! Remember, obedience leads to pleasure!“ Bass yelled as she too was savoring the moment.
Her words echoed inside Dash's mind, overwriting doubt, shame, and guilt. But just as last time, her salvation was cut short just before the finish line. Tears slowly formed in the mare's eyes.

"Your transformation is not complete, and there for you cannot enjoy your orgasm. Once you accept your role as my toy, you can be reunited with that feeling.“ Bass commanded, and stomped her hoof on the floor.
Her toy. She kept referring to Dash as her toy. The cyan pegasus' mind was racing, searching for a way out, a way to her orgasm, but only one singular idea pierced trough.

"How...can... Toy assist you, Bass?“ she said, as shivers ran through her spine. Darkness was now inside her, just like Bass.It felt glorious.
Her enjoyment was shortlived however as the whip Bass was levitating came swinging down, right on her plot. The weird thing was, what hurt her more was the idea she let Bass Cannon down.

"No, bad Toy! I am your Mistress, and you shall address me as such!“

"I am sorry...Mistress!“ Dash whimpered, looking at the whip with fear.

"Good, good.“ Bass replied. Soon her plan would be completed.

The latex retracted from Bass's rear, and her round plot was now near Dash's muzzle.

"Now, please your Mistress, Toy!“ the white unicorn commanded.

As Dash approached the slit she gazed upon Bass's cutie mark. It's form and grace had eluded her mind until now. The black speaker seemed to jump out of the fur as purple notes escaped it. She focused on the pulse of it, the beauty of it. This was now the most beautiful cutie mark in existence to her. The shade of purple was familiar to Dash, but in her current state she couldn’t focus on it at all. She could only focus on this plot. No need for weather control, no need for Wonderbolt tryouts. Those duties were for someone else. Her obligation was just pure and utter admiration for the bearer of this cutie mark. Drool began to form from her mouth, and she savored the taste of it. She even gave the cutie mark a small lick, making Bass twitch. She never felt like this, being just a tool, a Toy. It felt intoxicating, and she wanted to stay like this forever. Her mind was now clear, and she knew what was in front of her. This was the mark of her Mistress. This mark meant that Rainbow Dash is Toy. And Toy had a task given to her that she yearned to finish.

Her tongue slid in, and caressed the inner folds of Mistress's vagina. As the rate of her licking and the scope increased, so did the moans of Mistress as well. Soon enough, she was massaging the clit, forcing Bass Cannon to twitch, and the grip of the magical ropes to waiver. Dash would have escaped, but Toy knew what her task was, and she continued to caress Bass's inner sanctum. Then, as Bass reached the climax, the magic that blocked the signal of three orgasms ceased, and they reached the cyan ponys mind in unison. Their collective scream echoed in the dungeon as the mares collapsed from intense pleasure.

“Did, you like it Mistress?”

“You did good, Toy. You did good." Bass smiled, as the force of her orgasm began to overpower her will to stay awake.

Both mares were now unconscious while the effects of Bass’s magic stopped completely. The walls became warm and welcoming again, and the bed returned from being a rack. The latex surrounding both Dash and Bass retreated. The only thing different from before was a large stain of cum on the carpet, and a collar around Dash’s neck with a small insignia that spelled out “Toy”.

Author's Note

Well, that took a lot more time then first assumed. I hope you like whole game between Dash nad Bass. Next up, the morning after, and a special visitor...

5. My Princess, My Helper

“Sweet mother of Luna.” Rarity whispered as she surveyed the scene in her master bedroom. Both Dash and Twilight were lying on the floor, breathing shallowly. Dash had bruises and even some cuts on her hooves, as Twilight lay in a pool of liquids. Rarity hit Vinyl on the head once more, making an effort to do it silently. Then she levitated Twilight to the bathroom while the DJ began to mop up the carpet.

The sun rose from the hills above Ponyville while one purple mare slowly opened her eyes. The pain was familiar, but the guilt she felt was not. Tears travelled down her cheeks as the reality of her situation dawned upon her. Only after thirty minutes alone she managed to convince herself to come out, only to be greeted by Rarity, and a kitchen table stacked with milk, cereal, and OJ.

“Oh Celestia, Rarity, what have I done?” Twilight cried as she hugged her friend. She felt cold and alone.

“The main thing is that you are alive. We will fix this together, I promise you.”

“Where is Vinyl?”

“She is cleaning my master bedroom. It’s going take a while.”

“And Dash? Will she be alright?”

“She will be alright. She was taken to her home in Cloudsdale. What she will think of Bass, that is something we don’t know for now.”

“How did you get her there?” Twilight inquired.

“I flew her there.” a voice replied, as a black alicorn entered the kitchen.

“Princess Luna! I… I am so sorry!” Twilight wept again, this time holding her head in shame.

The Moon Princess curled her hoof around Twilight, and it seemed to calm the purple unicorn down.

“I came as soon as I heard the news from Miss Rarity. We need to train you, to control the beast inside you as soon as possible. Dash could have gotten really hurt, and she is the object of your love and desire. I shudder to think of what would happen if you met Trixie, or someone else who gets on your nerves." Luna explained, as Twilight grabbed her hoof in support.

“But how can I train when she...is me?” Twilight asked as her guilt was subdued by her inherent curiosity.

“You seem to forget that I am the one who controls the dreams of everypony, including you. I will teach you how to face her inside you and Rainbow Dash’s nightmares. If you overcome her there you will control her here as well. Sadly, you are in no shape to endure that kind of magic, so we will have to wait a few days before we can start. I will visit you in your dreams when your body is fully healed.”

“Wait, Dash’s dreams too?!”

“Unfortunately yes. Allow me to explain. When you are fighting this curse from the very beginning, you tend to categorize its
various forms into subgroups. We have ponies like Vinyl, who I like to call Thrill Seekers. They are ponies who before the curse seeked a life of adventure and fun. The curse makes them reckless and borderline psychotic if they don’t feel the thrill of near death experiences. Luckily for Vinyl, she survived to subdue that monster inside of her. Then there is ponies like Rarity, or the Attention Seekers. They were never too much of a center of attention before the curse, so after the infection they become vain and selfish to the point that they will even attempt to murder the ones who stand in their way of success and popularity. And the third kind, is you. Control Seekers are those who were always in search of controlling every detail of their lives. These individuals, I am sorry to say, are the most dangerous. Their inner monster becomes treacherous, vile and just plain evil. They are the only ones who make Thralls for themselves out of their friends. ”

“Thralls, you mean like lifeless husks brought to life?”

“Yes and no. Thralls like these used to be the cursed ones friend, until they implanted a personality inside them that slowly but surely makes them nothing more than devoted slaves to their creator. I am afraid that after hearing what happened last night that Bass Canon might have implanted such a personality into Rainbow Dash, and the only one who can remove is the creator herself. Since you are that pony, only you can subdue it in her dreams before it is too late.”

“What about Bass until then?” Twilight asked with a stutter.

“Don’t worry. The only good in last night is that she will stay fed for at least a month. One can only hope that we will never have to face her in this shape.”

Both Luna and Twilight exchanged looks and sighs. Twilight didn’t have time to learn about the real Luna yet, but she somehow felt like she was secure with her, and that with her on her side she could overcome this plague that had almost ruined her life.

“I must depart now, or my sister might grow suspicious of my whereabouts. I will see you soon Twilight.” Luna said, and flew away out of the main window.

After a moment of silence, Rarity moved closer to Twilight and placed her hooves on her shoulders.

“I know this might sound too much to ask for, but you need to act like nothing has happened when you are near somepony else then me, Vinyl or Luna. Dash must not know it was all you last night.”

“I’ll try.”

Meanwhile, Dash began to wake up in her home. She felt as if she had been hit by a freight train. Slowly she managed to curl out of bed, only to see scars on her hooves and some nasty bruises all over her cyan fur. But her inspection stopped when she saw the collar around her neck. Dash noticed a little note was attached to it and began to read it.

To my dearest Toy,

Hope you are still alive! I hate it when my toys break after the first time. The collar sure did look nice on you that night. Don’t worry, nobody but me and you can see it. Also, you can’t take it off, nor tell anyone about last night, since I totally implanted a new personality for you to enjoy, that will prevent you from doing so. How cool is that? Feeling oh so evil right now. Her name is Toy, but I guess you know that by now. I will come back in a month or so, or maybe even sooner! Until then sleep my plaything, and just let Toy eat you from the inside out.
Your Mistress, Bass Canon

Dash threw the note away, both in disgust and fear of what was coming next. She needed help, but she couldn’t ask for it. Her only hope was to find a way to fight this demon inside of her alone, and the only place she could find some information was the town library. She just hoped Twilight could help her.

“We can do that later. Toy wants to play first." the voice in Dash’s mind echoed. Its desire was intense and its ideas were simple. It wanted pleasure and submission to Bass.

Dash squinted and placed her hooves on her head as if to squeeze the fiend inside her out of existence. After she realized the sheer absurdity of that idea, she wobbled into her bathroom to at least look presentable enough to reach Twilight's home. The collar kept getting in the way, forcing Dash every time to acknowledge its existence. After a tense 10 minutes the cyan Pegasus opened her house door, only to be assaulted by a flying mail package.

“Oops! Sorry there Dash!” Derpy cried with her usual innocent look.

“I'm fine Derpy. Is the package for me at least?” dash replied, scratching her nose.

“Yup! The custom made latex Wonderbolt suit …MPH” Derpy yelled, forcing Dash to shut her mouth shut.

“Quiet you crazy pony! Just because one of your deliveries opened in front of us with last year’s model, doesn’t mean
everypony on the block needs to know!” Dash whispered. The sting of irony hit her as she remembered last night. Her situation was far worse than some neighboring pony finding out she was buying kinky versions of the Wonderbolts uniforms online.

“Sorry Dash, I forgot. Hey is there something different about you today?” Derpy inquired, which made Dash freeze in her tracks.

“I… changed my hair?”, Dash replied to her best abilities.

A tense stare from Derpy ensued, only to be followed by her usual carefree expression.

“Yeah, it could be that.”

“Anyway, I am kind of in a hurry here Derpy, so if you will excuse me…” Dash replied, and flew away haphazardly.

“Weird pony.” Derpy concluded, as she went on her route through the rest of Cloudsdale.

Rarity and Twilight finished breakfast, and Vinyl returned from the boutique as well.

“I have seen things, horrible things.” Vinyl said as she levitated a glass of OJ to quench her thirst.

“Not helping Twilight here Vinyl.” Rarity replied, as she and Twilight were sitting on the couch in the main room.

“Wait, I just thought of something! If we can see Changelings in their real form, why didn’t you two warn us about their queen posing as Princess Candace?” Twilight shrieked as the realization of that situation happening.

“About that darling... Well to be honest, I was scared. I was scared of revealing our existence to Celestia. I informed Luna straight away, and we did fight them when they revealed themselves.” Rarity tried to explain herself.

“But my brother could have died! And you just stood there as I tried to save him!” Twilight attacked Rarity, as all the frustration of her ordeal began to channel into this row.

“I assure you, we would have gotten involved if her influence had gotten out of hand.” Vinyl interrupted, breaking apart the two mares.

“It was a risk we were forced to take! I know it must feel selfish of us, but a deal is a deal.” Rarity concluded as Twilight’s rage subdued.

“I, I think I understand. That must be the reason Luna constantly kept me on my guard during my investigation.” Twilight remarked, as new pieces to the story she thought she knew were added.

The three mares enjoyed the company of each other, and more juice, for the rest of the morning. A smile kept coming back on Twilight’s face as the horror she was faced with was driven to the back, even for a little while. Spike returned from Sweet Apple Acres, after having spent the night there.

“Hi Twilight. Hey Vinyl. Hello Rarity!” the dragon cried, pausing only briefly to change his voice to a more manly tone when speaking the name of his not so secret crush.

“So how was your time at the farm?” Twilight asked.

“Alright I suppose. It feels nice to change the scenery now and then, but I think I will be staying here for a little while.” Spike explained.

“Oh sure, no problem. It is your home as much as it’s mine.” Twilight smiled, but secretly she feared for her little friend. What if he were to find out, or worse, if Bass would do something sinister to him. She knew she would never forgive herself if that would to happen. As the dragon began to look suspicious at her false grin, she tried to change the subject.

“Anyway, I do have some things I need to get in town. Can you please clean the kitchen while I’m gone?”

“Sure, no problem! I'll get right to it.” Spike replied, and went into the kitchen.

Vinyl, Rarity and Twilight were now at the door of the master bedroom. Two of the mares were in shock, while Vinyl was grinning.

“So, do you like it?” Vinyl asked.

“Where is my bed?! My carpet from Saddle Arabia?!” Rarity shirked.

“Well, I couldn’t get the stains out, so I dumped the furniture. Why, you don’t like your new stuff?” Vinyl asked, faking innocence to the best of abilities.

“You gave me a naked mattress and a toilet carpet? What were you thinking?”

“What, I thought of all the ponies, you would enjoy the quaint style.”

“This is not quaint, this is just…” Rarity growled, about to say something profane when the front door opened.

“What's not quaint sis?” Sweetie Belle asked, as she returned from school.

“Oh Sweetie! How was school?” Rarity asked, as Vinyl smiled, having gotten out of trouble.

“Oh great! We tried to get our spaghetti art cutie marks but Snips got his head glued to the wall and Miss Cheerlie had to take the glue away." Sweetie Belle told her sister in her typical giddy voice.

“I would love to stay and chat, but I do have some homework before I can go out and do some crusading! Also, sis, you might not want to let Miss Scratch do your bedroom, it looks like a dump.” Sweetie belled told her sister as she walked into her room.

“You don’t say.” Rarity grumbled and Vinyl got the head bonk she deserved.

Soon the mares were sitting at the table together and hot tea was being levitated to their cups. Vinyl was about to take a sip when her head jolted and she began to run out of the boutique.

“Octavia is going to kill me! I will see you later girls!” she screamed, and ran out.

After Twilight and Rarity locked eyes in confusion, Twilight asked her friend.

“Can you tell me how you became a Sister? Maybe it will help me fight my demon as well.”

Rarity sighed as a picture levitated from a bookshelf nearby. Twilight looked at it, only to find a mare that seemed familiar, but yet not all that much. She had Rarity’s eyes, but her coat was rugged and had a brown hue. The main was frizzled and pinkish.

“Twilight, I would like you to meet Rare Item, owner of “The Helping Hoof” pawn shop. You may also know her by her nickname, Rarity.” the white unicorn said to her purple friend.

“You, a pawn shop owner?”

“Yes. My parents didn’t really love it. They knew that I had talent at making clothes, but my looks and the feeling of not living up to my creations kept me from making it in the fashion elite. I managed to get by, but with a little foal on the way they were stretching their budget, so at that time something had to change. And it did, after the music box came in.”

“Music box?”

“Yes. It was left on the front porch one morning. I was surprised, but all I saw was a nice profit deal. I went into my private area, and opened the contraption. Needless to say, I got more then I bargained for. I can still remembered as it echoed through every fiber of my being. My coat, as yours did, became white, and my mane turned blue-purple. I felt so beautiful, and...well.. downright sexy. I had never felt like that before in my life, and I was getting drunk on the sensation it provided me. That night, I must have slept with four mares and two stallions. And I kept calling myself Vanity.”

Rarity shivered, and Twilight tried to comfort her friend.

“It was awful. I was so full of myself. I would take personal pleasure of beating down on ponies who I thought were less beautiful than me. I would wake up as me, only to learn how Vanity had dissolved the dresses of all the other mares on some party and then kissed their stallions, so she could prove to them that she was better. I felt all alone, like I was a monster. Thankfully, Vinyl was DJ-ing at one of the parties. She noticed me and managed to drag me away from a group of mares I had just verbally assaulted. She took me in and with her and Luna's help I managed to subdue Vanity. I had to go through the same training as you, but luckily I had not endangered a friends mind like in your case.”

“And how did you defeat Vanity?”

“Well we did fight with magic, and I must confess we did have a intimate moment as well, but ultimately I willed her into submission. I would love to explain it to you in great detail but I can’t for some reason. I am sure Luna can help you with that part.”

“But you did beat it, unlike Vinyl?”

“Yes. The curse did take it’s toll on me. I wasn’t strong enough to subdue the effect of Vanity so that I can switch back to my old look, and I can be borderline drama queen and vain from time to time. I did defeat the main culprit, but parts of it’s evil will forever remain in my blood.”

“What about your parents, and Sweetie Belle?”

“I managed to convince them I am their daughter and that this look was just so I can sell my products, which is the truth to some extent. As for Sweetie, she remembers me as Rarity, not Rare Item. That is probably for the best anyway. ” Rarity sighed.

“Did you ever find out who placed the music box?”

“Sadly no. Even Luna didn’t find the perpetrator. My only hope is that poor fool didn’t know what they had when they left it.”

“Well, I am glad to call you my friend, Rare Item.” Twilight hugged her Sister.

“The funniest thing, I still own that pawn shop! We should visit it when we are in Canterlot. ” Rarity laughed, wanting to change the subject.

The two mares enjoyed the remaining tea and then Twilight headed back to her humble little tree. A nice book would be just what she needed to relax, she opened the door to her house, only to find one cyan Pegasus standing next to Spike.

“Oh hey Twi! Can you recommend me a book about curse lifting? I need it for a friend of mine.”, Dash said casually.

Twilight began to sweat as the collar shined in the candle light inside the library. She could read the label quite clearly, as it read Toy in big capital letters. She could also see the tight bond it was making around Dash’s neck. The darkness was coming back, and Twilight began to prepare herself.

“Well isn’t this convenient?” a now familiar voice echoed inside Twilight.

“No, not this time!” Twilight replied

“We will see…”

Author's Note

And we are back! Hope you like Rarity's story, and things get a little dicey with our front mares.

6. Hidden In Plain Sight

Twilight smiled at Dash, making it as innocent as she could possibly muster given the circumstances. She quickly turned away, searching the shelf behind her. It was more of an act of desperation to avoid looking at the collar. But it was to no avail as the mere idea of her knowing it existed made her shiver. And the concept of her knowing it was around Dash’s neck but that she had to fake ignorance to the fact that the thing existed made her head hurt. She was both in pain and incredible arousal.

“Sure Dash, just let me look in my room first…”

“No need! I already sorted all the books from your room into these shelves!” Spike said proudly.

“I love you Spike.” Bass smiled mischievously

“Allow me Twi! Just tell me where could the book be?” Dash said, urging Twilight.

“Maybe here over my head.”

“Maybe here over my head!” Twi said joyfully, but her joy quickly faded as she realized Bass just landed a major hit on her composure.

And the plan worked perfectly for Bass as Dash indeed placed her cyan plot just above the purple librarian. The folds of her dearest treasure was there, just a breath away from Twilight. The smell made Twilight drool, as her mind was invaded by one perverted idea after then next. A faint magical glow enveloped Twilight’s horn, and Dash’s vagina began to open, making the Pegasus let out a small moan accompanied by a heavy breath. The noise snapped Twilight out of her trance, and the magic disappeared.

Dash on the other hoof fought to keep a straight face. The feeling of somepony playing her like a flute was coming to mind. Was this Bass’s doing? Her determination managed to overcome the Toy persona temporarily.

“Wow, you really keep it hot in the library Twilight! I am sweating all over, could you open a window or something?” Dash asked.

“Yes, now that you mention it. Spike could you please open the window in my room?” Twilight agreed with a big cheesy grin.

As the little dragon helper went to open the window Twilight and Dash just kept smiling and sweating. Both had the same idea in their mind: “I am so screwed.”

“Why don’t you look under V for Voodoo and I’ll check under A for Affliction?” Twilight suggested.

“Yeah, sure!” Dash replied, desperate to hide her arousal.

And soon enough, she and Twilight were as far as they could be from each other inside the main library hall. Twilight began to scan the book names, but her peace was shortlived as Bass began to clap her hooves inside her head.

“Well played, Twi. But you know I am winning this game of ours.”

“Over my dead body!” Twi replied in her mind.

“Nah, I don’t like blackmail that much. I would prefer if you gave me control willingly. If I recall, I didn’t choose that plot. It was you. Now, what sexual fantasy shall I use today?”

A surreal feeling came to the purple mare, as her dirty thoughts were categorically scanned, and she relived each and every one for a second.

“Bingo.”

“You monster.”

“Please Twi, you are hurting my feelings. This is your idea, remember? I am just bold enough to go for it, and Toy is just waiting for Dash’s guard to drop.”

As a familiar glow began to envelope the mare’s horn, Spike came back down the stairs.

“Spike! Please go and get Vinyl, I must talk to her!” Twi pleaded. Spike nodded, leaving the two mares alone inside the library.

The magic was now enveloping Rainbow Dash’s plot, and soon enough a dildo materialized inside her womb. A mixture of pain and pleasure erupted inside the Pegasus, and her moan was now too much to hide. The sound of it made Twilight shiver as the darkness began to take its toll.

“Oh yeah, look at her face. She wants it. She needs it. And we are her savior.”

The dildo began to hum, vibrating the walls of Dash’s inner sanctum, sending thoughts of obedience surging into her mind. Toy was breaking free, and Dash could only cry and feel shame.

“Didn’t that feel good? Now again!”

Another twitch and a new jolt of life went into the dildo. Dash’s resistance was crumbling, and Twilight was the culprit. An all too familiar heat began to churn inside the unicorn.

“There is that twinkle in your eye again. Be honest, you are a bad mare. This whole Twilight Sparkle thing is just a façade. You were never good, you just acted like that out of fear. But I will take away the fear and replace it with pleasure. Now again!”

Just as foretold, a new buzz came from within Dash and a moan followed suite. The wooden floor underneath the cyan mare was soaked in her vaginal juices and a few tears as well. Dash’s spirit sank as deep inside she knew that the battle was done, and she was not the victor. The constant arousal and denial began to roll into one single idea of surrendering to the magic of Bass Cannon and the deprived being that resided inside her. She took one final deep breath and vanished into the dark depts of her mind. The collar began to flash and in a beam of light the writing changed from “Toy” to “Dash”.

“Please Mistress, let Toy come. I promise I’ll be a good slave from now on!” Toy pleaded as she took complete control over Dash’s body.

“Isn’t that sweet, our toy is back! Feel the power you have over her, let it fill you! No more need for holding back! “

The glassy look and the yearning expression was intoxicating to the purple mare, and her walls began to crumble under the sheer wave of lust and evil energy. A familiar tingle in her hooves began to resurface as the white fur began to signal the return of Mistress Bass. She tried to pull away desperately, but her legs gained a life of their own, placing the unicorn's soaking plot right above the muzzle of Toy, so close that she could feel the breeze of air as the cyan pegasus breathed in, and quickly out.

Twilight closed her eyes, desperate to at least postpone her descent into dark vortex the curse forced her into, but her task became virtually impossible, as Toy’s tounge began to caress the lips of her vagina. Her mind rode the sensation as the idea of embracing the dark version of herself went from complete denial to a probable solution.

“It’s wonderful, isn’t it? All those nights, you imagined her being under the blanket, pleasuring you, as you slided you hoof up and down our little treasure, limiting the damage. But now this is no fantasy, this is the real deal. And all it took is for you to just swallow that stupid moral, your code, and your outdated ideals.”

Bass’s voice was piercing Twilight’s defenses quicker than the Element of Magic could regain her composure, as the devoted Toy licked and placed the tip of her tongue making her way to the clitoris.

“Kindness, goodness… rubbish! You don’t need that anymore! It’s time to stop imagining being the bad mare for once, and start living it!”

The fur on the unicorn was white, but for head and horn. The eyes were flickering in a magenta tone, ever so slightly. Then, a scream erupted from the mare’s mouth as Toy reached her destination, and when she licked the clit there was no stopping the devoted mare.

“Yes! Stop thinking and just feel it! Feel the sweet embrace of darkness!”

“…Darkness…” Twilight whispered as the white fur engulfed her head, and Bass went in for the kill.

“Twilight is just a mask!”

“…Twilight…just…mask…”

“Twilight doesn’t exist.”

“Twilight…doesn’t exist.”

“Yes! Yes! Almost there!”

The purple was now only on the horn as the line between Twilight and Bass was getting thinner and thinner. One more lick, one more push and Twilight would come, and vanish into the darkness forever.

“Say it! I am Bass Canon!”

“I….”

“…am….”

“…Bass…”

Two figures crashed through the door with sonic speed, one grabbing Dash/Toy while the other splashed the surrendering mare with ice cold water, shocking the unicorn just enough for Twilight to snap out of the arousal and regain some form of control.

“Sweet Luna, that was close!” Rarity commented as she held Twilight.

“It’s a good thing Spike jogs. One minute too late and we would have to deal with Bass Canon, and Luna.”

“Not to mention the fact we would lose Twilight completely.”

A moment of silence overcame the library as shallow breaths from the cyan Pegasus and the purple unicorn pierced it.

“Well, I merged and am still me, I guess.” Vinyl remarked after a tense few looks between her and Rarity.

“Yes, you numbskull. This was not a merge, this was a complete conversion. Don’t you remember the lecture from Luna at all?” Rarity snapped back.

“Sorry, I kinda forgot. Can you explain it again?” Vinyl admitted.

“You are unbelievable. Fine, but pay attention this time! A merge is the true mix of the both personalities, such as you and me. A complete conversion is the total subduing of the original personality until only the dark, cursed side remains. You know, the thing we are trying to bucking avoid at all cost!”

“Oh right, that’s what you call it. I always thought it more of a “remixing” and “cover”.” Vinyl remembered, her face reddening from embarrassment.

“Anyway, you take care of Dash while I call Luna. This whole thing is getting over our heads.”

“Sure thing!”

Vinyl levitated the spent pegasus, and placed her into the back of a carriage that belonged to Twilight that had been placed just in front of the library. Rarity, brought the unicorn to her bed and began to clean the floor of the liquids of Dash and Twilight.

Just after she finished cleaning up Spike entered the main hall, his eyes fixed on the door, broken cleanly of its hinges.

“Not fixing that!” the dragon exclaimed instinctively.

He looked around the main hall and to his amazement, besides for the door the room was cleaner than ever. The purple dragon ran into her best friends room, only to find her her bed and his crush sitting next to her.

“What happened Twilight? Are you okay?” Spike inquired.

“I am alright now, thanks to Rarity and Vinyl.”

“What is going on? You've been sick ever since we came back from the parade. I played the fool in hopes you would come clean and tell me happened to you, but just keep avoiding me like I am some stranger.”

“I really wish I could tell you…”

“Then tell me Twilight!”

“I can’t, I just can’t! You have to believe me here Spike!”

“How can I if you don’t trust me enough that you can tell me!”

“I just can’t.”

Spike stormed off, with tears in his eyes.

“Will he forgive me?” Twilight asked Rarity.

“Please, Twilight. It’s Spike we are talking about. Just give him some time. The important thing is for you now is to rest, and regain your composure.”

“And Dash? She became Toy again!”

“The only thing we can do is hope she has not become a full thrall of Bass. Now rest, please.”

Rarity left the room, closing the door after her as Twilight reluctantly closed her eyes, hoping she would not see Bass after she did.

…

Once again, Twilight was in her bed, with Luna by her side. The alicorn was smiling softly, as Twilight finally managed to speak.

“I need help princess. I can’t do this on my own. Please!” Twilight pleaded

“I see that now. Usually, I wait for someone to recuperate completely, but after today, I think we are out of time. Are you ready?”

“As much as I could ever be.”

A flash of light appeared from the horn of The Moon Princess and engulfed the two mares.

Author's Note

Hello again, my friends! Well, looks like Twi and Dash just happened to meet at the wrong time, and almost paid the price. Good thing Spike is in such good shape! Next, we delve into the mind of the purple mare, as Luna trains Twilight about mental discipline, and beating Bass in her own game.

7. A Fighting Chance

As the light subdued around Twilight and she saw the void of the Dream Realm for the first time, she noticed a strange feeling of something missing. A quick glimpse at her body confirmed her suspicions; she was a filly! Not much older then when she left her home to go to magic kindergarten even. The now even taller figure of Luna came from behind and placed her hoof around the purple filly.

“What is going on? Why am I a filly, princess? “Twilight asked only to stop and be in shock of her little mare voice.

“Well my faithful student, allow me to explain.” Luna replied with an odd prideful stress on the word “my” as the world around them began to change into a simple classroom.

“As I am the ruler of this plane, I have given your mind this form while you are asleep. The reason is that in this body, the one you had before puberty, Bass’s influence is diminished since your hormones cannot influence your thought process.” Luna explained as she sat behind a large desk,
Twilight was sitting in a bank, similar to the one in magic kindergarten.

“Wow that is actually a genius idea princess! But how will I be able to train if I can’t sense my enemy this way?” Twilight replied as she settled in her new voice and familiar appearance.

“Well, in order for you to defeat Bass at her own game you will need to strengthen your resolve, yet also be more honest with yourself. And of course, you will have to do a lot of pushups.”

“Pushups?”

“Just kidding!”

“I never knew you were so laid back princess!”

“Well, I'm not usually, but in here I don’t have to be the serious ruler all the time. And besides, that is your first lesson!”
Before Twilight could reply, a new flash engulfed her vision and she was at the Sugarcube Corner, with her friend Pinkie Pie. Pinkie Pie was her normal pink pony self, but Twilight remained a filly. To her surprise, her newfound body didn’t startle her friend, as Pinkie Pie jumped up from behind the table and screamed her name in her usual manor.

“Oh Twilight, it’s so good to see you! Are you in the mood for some cupcakes?”

“Hello Pinkie, it’s good to see you too. No thanks, I just had lunch.” Twilight replied with a weird sensation of ideas and past events being thrown into her subconscious.

“Too bad. Are you going to the “Welcome Back Applejack” party I am throwing at Sweet Apple Acres?”

“I have a lot of reading and studying to catch up on and…”

“Stop, hold everything!” Luna’s voice penetrated Twilight’s eardrums.

The whole scene stopped and Luna entered the room, her face showing a faint dose of frustration.
A groan, exhale, and flash of magic later, Luna and Twilight were back in the classroom.

“I have to be honest with you Twilight. I was imprisoned for one thousand years on the moon for nearly killing my sister and enveloping everyone in eternal darkness for not caring about my work as much as I wanted to. I think that makes me somewhat high-strung and overactive." Luna admitted.

“However, compared to you, I'm laid back! If it weren’t for your friends, you would never even leave your home!”

“Hey!” Twilight protested, the nature of the comment making her forget she was talking to Princess Luna.

“I can already imagine it. You sitting in your basement while Spike comes by just dropping off food and mail while you just scold him away, blaming him for your mistakes in your precious magic training.”

“It’s not that bad!” Twilight screamed, taking on a defensive stance.

“Oh yes, it is. You are just an outcast, a fringe on the social life of Ponyville.”
Luna was now right above Twilight, a wicked smile on her face as Twilight’s eyes narrowed in rage.

“It’s not like I have a choice! I have so much work to do and I just can’t let down Celestia…”

“Or what will happen?”

“Well she might be displeased…”

“Stop avoiding the question!”

“Or she will no longer love me! And I will have to leave my friends and Spike and fail my dad, my mom, Shining Armor and… ” Twilight burst into tears, her wall coming down.

Two hooves embraced the filly as tear upon tear cascaded down the shoulder of The Moon Princess. The silence endured for a long time, only broken occasionally by single sobs. Eventually the now calm princess said to Twilight: “Feeling better?”

“Yes… thank you, I guess?”

“You are welcome. You have to understand Twilight, nobody is perfect and everypony makes mistakes. If you keep bottling your emotions deep inside you will end up as I did, bitter and scorned by the world. I understand your need to excel and make your family proud, but you need to give yourself a break now and then. Honesty about one's emotions is essential to serenity and true balance.”

Luna used her magic one more time; changing Twilight’s body to her usual mare self, and then she placed a lustful kiss on the purple unicorn’s lips, confusing the sobbing mare completely. Confusion became arousal as the emotionally revealed unicorn was now just riding the instant, and following the advice of her kisser by heart. Heat spread through her body from deep inside, all the way to the upper part of her horn, as her tongue began to dance with Luna’s. The Moon Princess savored the feeling of the unicorn’s tender lips, like a predator enjoy the fruits of her hunt. Seconds became minutes while Princess Luna, Ruler of The Night; and Twilight Sparkle, Element of Magic became just two mares savoring the sweet embrace of a passionate, honest kiss. As their tongues parted ways, and the moment faded, a deep red shine of bewilderment rose on Twilight’s face.

“Luna… what was that?”

“Well as I mentioned, I was stuck in limbo essentially for one thousand years, and I've had my eye on you since we met. Think of it as a way of repaying me for this training. Don’t tell me you didn’t like it?” Luna smiled.

“Well it was nice, but I would have appreciated a warning first!” Twilight replied, a smile appearing on her face as well.

"I liked it more that I stole it rather than you giving it to me..."

One flash later, Twilight woke up in her bed with Luna sitting next to her.

“And that was your first lesson.” Luna said, a sheepish smile on her face.

“I feel better now, and stronger for some reason. Thank you Princess Luna!”

“Just Luna please. We shared a moment in there; I think we can stop with the whole pleasantries.”

“So, when will my next lesson be?”

“In two days or so. I have official business I can’t miss. ” Luna rolled her eyes.

“Okay, I hope I it will be as helpful as this one.”

“I am sure you will manage. The first step is always the hardest.”

Twilight and Luna continued their conversation until the sun set, and the Princess had to tend to the raising of the moon. As Luna left the purple unicorn, a new feeling began overwhelming Twilight; that of hope.

“I am still here, you know. And I will get you to fall, princess training or not.”
“We will see, you demon!”

“Newfound courage, very nice. I just hope you haven’t forgot that Dash is about to wake up from her trance…or is she?”

“What!?”

“Oh yeah. You might not have fallen, but Dashie, she is all mine. I can feel it already. Toy is searching for me, for us. And once she finds us you and I will be Bass Canon, the Mistress of Equestria!”

And in Cloudsdale a certain cyan Pegasus woke up, her body aching, her collar reading “DASH” and her mind blank save for one singular thought: “Where is my mistress?”

Author's Note

Cue the montage! Anyway, I like how this turned out, and rather then having Twilight excel at her training, I wanted to show what she needs to do in order to regain control of her life, and mind. As for Dash, I mean Toy, her destiny lies in Twi hooves now. With a couple of days free of emotional turmoil, Twilight visits our favorite DJ, in order to devise a plan to capture Toy before she does something Dash will regret. And yes, there will be some action, and no, not TwiScratch.

8. The Mare Next Door

The wicked laughter of Bass made Twilight shiver and run for the exit of her home and out into the star-studded night. Her mind raced for a source of help. Luna was in Canterlot by now, and Rarity’s house was further away than Vinyl’s, so she ran towards the home of the DJ unicorn and Octavia. Memories of the night she was cursed came flooding back, and she took a more cautious approach, only nudging the main door of the cottage. The hallway was dark, and the only light was coming from upstairs. She felt like a burglar, but discretion was key as she wanted to try her best to avoid explaining anything to Octavia. Her steps were making creaking noises on the wooden floor, but luckily nopony seemed to notice her intrusion for now. Step by step she made her way to the room with the light. But her voice betrayed her as both she and Bass Cannon were in pure awe of what they saw.

Not a couple meters away was Octavia, dressed as a raver of all things. Her hind hooves were wrapped in a neon green fabric that was clinging like it was glued to her. Twilight was a bit ashamed she knew what it was, as not long ago one white devious version of her psyche used it on enslaving her best friend. The rest of the outfit was latex as well it seemed. A checkered skirt complete with a rainbow top and glow sticks both on her forhooves and around her neck completed the vision of a kinky party girl. She was spread on a counter with binds holding her. She could have easily broken free, but her expression seemed to be that of arousal and not fear.

The vision of the classiest of the mares in whole of Ponyville dressing like that and not to mention the fact that her plot was on display for everypony in the room, or peeking at the door, to see made Twilight even Bass so gobsmacked that they almost didn’t notice a familiar looking mare sitting on the right side of the door, who was also dressed for the occasion.
The vision of Vinyl, being the athletic mare that she is, dawning a corset of red and black complete with gloves and a blue remote control was truly a sight to behold. Her posture was different than her usual quirky self. This Vinly oozed control, tactical proficiency and above all, a predator’s sight.

“Now Twilight, please listen to me. I know we've had our differences in the past, and I will enslave your mind; but I call for a truce in the next 30 to 45 minutes, as I wish to see more of this.”

“And what do I get?”

“Besides seeing this? Well, how about one day free of my chatter?”

“And just why I am supposed to believe you?”

“I think you know by now that I deliver on my promises.”

“Hmpf.. that's fair I guess. You have a deal.”

Twilight and Bass’s inner bickering died down, as both parts of the unicorn's psyche were brimming with both curiosity and the joy of doing something against the rules for once.

“My, my, my. It seems my little rave has found me quite the catch. What is your name, child?” Vinyl said, her voice carrying a unusual weight of class and dominance with it.

“Treble Maker, Empress.” Octavia replied, without her Canterlot accent even.

“Well, didn't I seen you during last night’s Canterlot orchestra concert, playing a cello? You seem well, better looking with all that latex on you. And I see you obeyed the rules of the rave, by placing the ticket where it belongs.”

“Yes your deviousness. All I want is to ride the music, like you preach. Take me to your kingdom of lust and heavy beats!”

“A scholar of the fine arts as well! What a gift you are Miss Maker! Well, allow me to school you then. Prepare to enter a new realm of music, sex, and complete and utter nirvana. My realm, and your new home.”

Vinyl slowly got out of the chair, and with hips swaying, she stood next to Octavia, who was now wincing with buildup of lust. She stroked the gray mare, and gave her prey a lustful kiss. Their tongues danced for a few tense moments, only to break contact at the sweetest part. The glassy look in Octavia’s eyes and the sweat glistening in the artificial light all over the grey mare’s body made Twilight uneasy, as heat began to build up in her lower region as well. Vinyl took one small step back and levitated the remote so it dangled just in front of Octavia.

“Miss Maker, I think it is time for you to ride my music. But first you have to say please. After all, a lady always has her manners first at heart.” Vinyl toyed with her lover, enjoying and embracing the role of the divine mare who gifts sexual salvation to her subordinates.

“Please…Empress…” Octavia managed to say, her mind begging for the sweet embrace of release.

“Now Miss Maker, what do you want again?” Vinyl teased the desperate mare.

“I…want to be…your raver girl…Empress…”

“Very well, Miss Maker. Welcome home.”

A click on the blue remote later, the relatively small speakers, well small for Vinyl Scratch, began to play a familiar tune. Twilight remembered it, as it was Octavia’s favorite classical musical number, only done with a modern keyboard and not a piano like she heard it. And then Twilight noticed something odd. As the intensity of the music increased and decreased, so did the vibration inside Octavia’s womb! It seemed whatever kind of device Vinyl had made her put in reacted to the music. She was literally riding the rhythm.

“That is the most amazing and kinky thing I have ever witnessed. I am so making Vinyl my advisor for sexual activities when I take over.”

Twilight would usually smack back at Bass’s rude comments, but her gaze was full on Octavia and her friend and captor, Vinyl Scratch.

“And now for the remixed part.” Vinyl said with a wicked smile on her face and a hoof deep inside her folds.
As she heard that, Twilight’s anticipation grew. Her hoof was now travelling down as well, to ease the tension this scene build up inside her moist sex. Both mares were now contributing to the spectacle, as their strokes were getting faster as time went on.

The music became erratic, and only vaguely resembled the original theme, but Octavia didn’t care. Her thoughts were now racing one another, only to be crushed by the brute force of stimulus the little toy gave her. And then as she, Vinyl, and Twilight all were hoping for, the bass dropped.

The vibration was stronger than ever, and the grey mare entered the realm of pure ecstasy. Her consciousness floated away as fluids did inside her vagina. Her whole body went limp, as the ropes that were holding her were now preventing her from being on the wooden planks beneath Vinyl’s hooves.

Vinyl and Twilight’s orgasms soon followed as the intense playing with their clits resulted in joy for the two mares.

Vinyl smiled, but without the predetorial menace she had possessed minutes before, and more of pure joy for her lover. She licked her hoof clean and untied Octavia, placing her on the bed the two mares shared.

“Sweet dreams, you little raver.” She whispered, and began to untie the corset.

“Excuse me Vinyl?” Twilight whispered, a deep red colour engulfing the majority of her face.

“Twilight?!” Vinyl screamed in whisper, quickly disposing of the “Empress” outfit.

“What are you doing here at this time?”

“I will explain later. But for now… do you have a mop?”

“Why would you ever… Oh… oh right.”

One awkward floor and hoof cleaning later, Vinyl and Twilight sat in the living room downstairs.

“I am sorry Vinyl, I know I should have asked if you were alone, but when I saw that whole scene I couldn’t help myself.” Twilight admitted, her head hung in shame.

“It’s okay. We should have closed the door anyway. I'm lucky it was you and not some thief stealing my equipment.” Vinyl smiled, trying to subdue the shame Twilight felt.

“What WAS that back there anyways? Are you using some Beat magic on Octavia?”

“Oh heavens no! That stuff is just plain regular latex, not that magical kind you made with your magic. The truth is far more innocent in this case Twi.”

“I am listening.”

“And do be descriptive.”

”Well, I think you know Octavia has been my marefriend for a while now. And our sex life was getting a little stale in the last few months. As luck would have it, I came home early one day from a gig and Octi was in the bathroom, but her diary was on the bed. Now usually I tend to look away, but that day something came over me, and I scanned it quickly before she could return. To my surprise, each weekly entry had a sexual fantasy as a footnote. Things like being someone else, under a different name and personality, you know? Demon ponies, alicorns, Luna, all kinds of kinky ideas. After finding that out, I just waited for her to get out of the shower, and confront her. She was so scared I would think of her as some freak, but most of the stuff she wrote I always wanted to try anyway. So now for one night each week we do roleplay. Last week I was a latex maid named Feather Duster, and she was my bossy landlord Credit Deposit. It was great until I broke a vase and she had to spank…”

“Imagine, an army of latex maids…wow.”

“Please Vinyl, I think I understand. Don’t want to make you clean a stain on your couch as well.”

“Okay, so why did you break in my house if not for peeping?”

“Well, Bass said that Dash might already be her thrall, and I want to save her! But I can’t face her, not as weak as I am now. If I do, Bass will use her as a lever in her favour, and before you could say “Levitation Spell” I would be Bass completely.”

“And that is a bad thing?”

“Shut up Bass! I thought we had a deal!”

“Oh fine! I see you two mares tomorrow then.”

“You girls had a deal?”

“Yes, peeping on you for a day of silence.”

“Cool, I guess. Okay, enough chatter! I will look for Dash, but in the meantime you can go and inform Rarity. Just skip the whole roleplay part if you can...”

Soon enough Vinyl and Twilight were outside, locking the front door behind them.

“My best bet is to look for Dash at the club.”

“Roger that!”

“Be careful!”

“You too!”

Both mares went their separate ways, leaving Octavia sleeping like an angel in her bed, mumbling something about some wicked bass.

Author's Note

And Octavia enters the plot with her, well plot to be honest. After this breather in the story, Vinyl looks for Dash, Twilight looks for Rarity, and Dash looks for Bass. Simple, right? Stay tuned!

9. Save The Saviour

Toy roamed the streets in search for the object of her desires, swooping one moment only to stop on a dime the next while glancing at all the faces of the ponies under her wings. One face caught her eye, and for good reason. Orange fur, a cowmare hat, a wide smile a,nd a welcoming gaze. It was her friend Applejack, or so Dash’s memory said to Toy , going home after a long day at the market selling her apples and apple related products. Applejack signaled to her to come down, which the pegasus gladly obliged in hopes of finding Bass Cannon.

"Howdy Dash! You seem to be in hurry, you lose something sugercube?” Applejack asked, willing to help a friend in need.

“Yes, as a matter of fact. I was looking for a friend of mine. Unicorn by the name Bass Cannon; white fur, blue mane, a divine dancer…” Toy wandered off, her mind intoxicated by the mere thought of her savior.

“Wow, you seem to be quite fond of this mare. Do I sense some love even?”

“Oh I do love her, with all my heart! That is why I need to find her. Did you see her Applejack? Please say you did!”

“As a matter of fact, a pony like the one you described asked me to stay for a few nights at Sweet Apple Acres. If you follow me, I can show you where she is staying right now.”

“Really?! Oh thanks AJ! How can I ever repay you?”

“Well you could help me pull this carriage back home. I could use another pair of hooves.”

And with that, the two mares began to pull the carriage out of Ponyville and towards the home of Applejack, Big Mac, Apple Bloom and Granny Smith.

Vinyl ran and ran through the streets of Ponyville, only to have nothing to show for it. At least her visit to the Club was fruitful to some extent. Dash, or rather Toy, had been there and left. The barcolt said that she mentioned going to the market in search of a white mare. Once she arrived at the market she asked the ponies who usually worked there. The conversation with Carrot Top was not that lucrative, as the orange mare didn’t seem to recall seeing Rainbow Dash the whole day, let alone some hour or so ago. The same thing happened when she talked to Derpy, Berry Punch, and BonBon. Devastated, she placed her behind on a bench and placed her head deep inside her outstretched hooves. Just as she was beginning to belittle her own abilities, a warm feeling came over her shoulders. She looked up, only to find one hoof around her placed in a hugging fashion. The distinct shade of green was uncanny; this was the hoof of Lyra Heartstrings, sitting in her favorite spot in her own unique way.

“Hey Vinyl, why so down? You had to pay the bills for trashing Snail’s house again?”

“No Lyra! First of all, how was I supposed to know the kid filled his walls with popcorn? All I wanted was to have some safe fireworks in the garden, that’s all! Second, I need to find Rainbow Dash and I'm failing miserably! ” Vinyl protested, only to collapse into a sobbing wreck the next second.

“Why didn’t you say so in the first place? She went with Applejack to their farm. Something about some mare visiting them and Dash wanting to meet her or something.”

“What?! You sure?”

“One hundred percent.”

“Thank you, thank you, thank you!” Vinyl screamed, kissing Lyra on the cheek, making the mare blush and jump a little.
But the smile and happiness within Vinyl quickly gave way to a foreboding realization. Her gaze became serious and focused, making Lyra even more uneasy.

“Are you sure she mentioned a white mare visiting them?” Vinyl asked, with a grave tone in her voice.

“Yes… is there something wrong Vinyl, are the girls in trouble?” Lyre replied, her concern increasing with each passing moment.

Then Vinyl began to sniff, prodding the air for evidence of some kind. Only after three or four prods did she come the conclusion she feared.

“Lyra, I must ask you to not tell anypony about this talk. Can you promise me that?”

“I guess, but you have to tell me why.”

“Later, now I need you to contact the mayor and tell her ”code 57” is in effect. Can you do that?”

“Sure, but you'll tell me what in the world is going on here!”

“Deal.” Vinyl replied as the two mares shared a hoof bump.

As Lyra sat up and ran to the town hall, Vinyl hid in the nearby bush, and waited for the green mare to leave her line of sight. Sure, lying to her wasn’t the nicest thing, but one white lie to save the lives of everypony was not really that big of a deal. She concentrated her power and soon enough she was nothing more than a white blur running at the speed of sound toward Sweet Apple Acers.

Twilight’s mind began to race, like so many times since she was burdened by the curse. The possible bad outcomes that could result out from Toy roaming the streets of Ponyville were flashing before her, right until she reached the Boutique. A quick flash of her magic opened the doors wide open, making both Rarity and Sweetie Belle jump in unison. She managed to hide her distress in front of the member of CMC, but Rarity knew her friend too well and quickly escorted her to the study room. A quick explanation later, Rarity suggested to inform Luna and try and meet up with Vinyl to search for Dash.

“You and I will run down to the city hall, as that is the course of action for us when something like this happens. But I must beg you not to follow us, as the exposure to Dash in her current state will undoubtedly destroy your new defenses.”

“But Dash is my friend! I can’t just stand aside and watch this thing eat her alive!”

“I know it hard for you darling, but going with me and provoking Bass will only achieve the opposite. Stay with the major and wait for Luna. Promise me this!”

“Okay, fine.”

“Now let’s run, each second we stay here is a second wasted. Sweetie Belle, you can handle the house while I am gone?”

“Okay sis, but whatever you're doing be careful.”

“Of course my dear.”

After a kiss to both Sweetie Belle and Opalesance, Rarity and Twilight rushed to the center of town.

Vinyl reached the farm within minutes, and made her way to the front right window. The smell was now intense and undeniable. A quick glance through the window confirmed her worst fear.

A changeling with a cowbcolt hat sat next to Dash as they smiled and laughed. She couldn’t understand what the two were talking about, but considering Dash’s face, a fair amount of cider was consumed during the time she had been there. Every muscle in her body was now tense, as she devised a surprise attack through the same window she spied on them. As she moved away to get a running start, she noticed two more changelings in the room, one bigger and one smaller. They were posing as Big Mac and Granny Smith but, thanks to her special eyesight as a Sister, Vinyl could easily see through their charade. This change of odds however forced her to lay in wait for her Sisters to help. She may be faster, but they were stronger. Each passing second, each innocent giggle from inside was met with crunching of teeth from the bush next to the farm house. Completely focusing the changelings made her vulnerable, and suddenly quick hit over the head made her lose consciousness.

“Wake up, white filth!” the changeling with the cowboy hat yelled, as Vinyl began to return to her senses.
She was tied to a pole on the main farm, free to move her hind legs but unable to change her state of being nothing more than a damsel in distress, at the mercy of her captors. In front of her were four changelings this time, with one smaller one grinning manically. She forgot about the filly, and that realization almost hurt as much as the bulging headache she got from the hit she received. She tried to use her magic, but the fiends thought about that as well, as the rope was enchanted by some magic-blocking property.

“That wretched curse saved your flank once again. Otherwise you would be hanging up there just like your little friends!” the main changeling pointed to the ceiling.

The sight was a known one for Vinyl, but she still cringed every time out of sheer horror. Dangling above her head bouncing inside green, fluorescent cocoons was the real Apple family, including poor little Apple Bloom. Rage, pure distilled rage, filled every fiber of the DJ-s body.

“You freak! Get me out of these ropes and I will show you who the real filth here is!”

“Shut it! You will not interfere in our Queen’s plans. Soon the catalyst will be with her and she will have all the love she needs!”

“The catalyst?”

“That is to no concern to you! If fact, after we are done with you, you won’t have any concerns at all.”

The band of changelings was now closing in on the defenseless Vinyl. She cursed her own carelessness, and mentally prepared herself for her final show. The large front fangs of the main changeling shined brightly, and the hoof-holed menace jumped upon her prey.

A bright beam of magic cut the jump short, as the changeling found herself in the haystack behind Vinyl.

“Stop right there you savages!” Rarity screamed, trying to make herself look as big possible.

A blue blur later she was behind Vinyl, untying her friend and comrade. The two mares then went back to back, as the changelings swarmed around them.

“Thanks Rarity, you really saved my flank this time! I can feel my magic again as well!”

“No time for pleasantries, darling. It’s still four of them and two of us.”

“What about those ponies above us?”

“And having to explain to them this mess? We better buy us some time until Luna shows up.”

“Okay, you lead and I’ll follow.”

The small changelings took the first step, and tried to pounce, only to be quickly dispatched by a swipe from the hind legs of the freed DJ, who gracefully took a sidestep and knocked the changeling into the wall of the barn, leaving her out stone cold.

“One down, three to go! Guess she couldn't rise to the challenge.”

“You really love those cheesy action flicks don’t you?”

“Almost as much as I love music!”

“Silence!” the main changeling yelled, fully regaining her composure.

The big and large changeling was upon them next, but he proved to be smarter than his smaller compatriot, and managed to place a hefty blow into Rarity’s chest. The force of the blow made her wince, and another blow to the head followed. Rarity chuckled, and wiped a small amount of blood of her bottom lip.

“Just because I am a style icon, doesn’t mean I don’t know how to throw down. Take this!”

Rarity darted towards the big changeling, elegantly avoiding his next big swing, arching back on her hind legs, only to go into a full back bridge and hoofstand soon after. That pose soon changed again as she used her now free hindlegs to swipe at the forelegs of the enemy barreling towards her, forcing his face to meet the hard dirt floor of the barn.

“That was awesome, Rarity!”

“Elegance is my element darling."

"Really, I thought Generosity."

"Watch out!"

Rarity’s warning forced Vinyl to switch her focus from her friend to the changeling behind her. She shifted her shoulder and managed to grab the outstretched hoof of the lead changeling, throwing her hard to the floor as well.

“We can do this do all day!”

Her moment of triumph was short-lived as the last standing changeling grabbed her by the neck, holding her fangs right next to her veins.

“Don’t fight back and I won’t have to sliver her open right here and now!” she commanded.

Rarity stood still in shock, but soon her shoulders dropped, and she was in the grasp of the recovered changelings, while the small one was still lost in the haystack.

As the big one grabbed her by the forelegs, the main one took one punch after the next. After a plethora of vicious hits, Rarity coughed up some blood, and smiled.

“That’s the best you can do?”

“Well, how about seeing your best friend bleed to death?”

The smile faded quickly, as Vinyl tried to struggle, but to no avail.

“You wouldn’t dare.”

“Just watch.”

A slam opened the barn window used to place hay and the moon princess swooped in, knocking the older changeling away from Vinyl’s neck. Rarity kicked her captor in the hind leg, and one quick foreleg strike knocked out the big changeling out cold. Vinyl, filled with rage, placed a heavy right hook and delivered the sweet embrace of unconsciousness to her captor.

“You are defenseless, surrender and we will not have to kill you.”

The main changeling stood silently, and then began to laugh manically.

“Like that makes a difference! Look around you, you false royalty! Missing something?”

“… Dash!” the three mares screamed.

“Indeed. Our mission in Ponyville may have ended, but the catalyst is already near the Hive as we speak.”

A stern look was now on Luna’s face, and she used her magic to free the Apple Family from their cocoons.

“Take the ponies to the hospital while I deal with them.”

Rarity and Vinyl nodded, and carried the Apples on their backs.

The barn was now empty, bar the unconscious changelings and one pretty much the opposite of that and the Princess of the Night.

“I don’t agree with my sister that much, but the idea of banishment is appealing to me at this moment.”

A dark aura engulfed Luna at that moment, and black vortex appeared under the changelings. The main changeling laughed as the void sucked the group in

“See you in Tartarus.”

Applejack awoke in the hospital, with Twilight, Pinkie Pie, Fluttershy, Rarity, Vinyl and Luna surrounding her bed.

“Apple Bloom! Big Mac! Oh no, Granny!” she yelled and jolted upright, only to be forced back to bed by Twilight’s hoof.

“They are fine, don’t worry. They are still in the lab, doing some tests. You were in those pods for quite some time. What happened?”

“Well we were coming back from the market, when a pony came to us, seeking help and a place to stay the night. We offered them the barn, as it had rained the whole day and everypony should be safe during a rainstorm right? So a few hours later I had to get some wood from the barn to make fire. I opened the barn door, and the next thing I remember is this room and you here sitting next to me.”

“The main thing is that you are safe now.” Fluttershy said, a sweet smile on her face.

“Wait, where is Rainbow Dash?”

“The changelings took her, but don’t worry we will find her and save her” Twilight replied, a strong resolve in her voice.

“What are we waiting for!?”

Applejack tried to get out of bed again, but her strength was not there. She lost her consciousness once again.

“Yes, she is right! We want to help too!” Pinkie protested.

“Princess, they deserve to help us.” Rarity pleaded.

“I am sorry Rarity, but the deal I made all those years ago was a blood pact. I can’t change the rules. Those were different times, and I was different mare. The only way for them to help, is to be … like you” Luna admitted.

“No, out of the question!” Twilight screamed.

“Twilight, please, we want to help, we really do!” Pinkie Pie pleaded.

“You don’t deserve this, no one does!”

“The only thing we can do is let them choose, but after they thought it out, not tonight.” Rarity concluded.

“Fine, but girls remember, once you’ve chosen, that is final.” Luna reminded the two mares.

“But how can we choose if we don’t know what we are choosing?” Fluttershy asked.

“I have an idea. Twilight, please write your experience so far with this on a paper. The deal was about not saying anything, but not writing about it. Once they have read it, they can choose.” Luna said with a wink.

“Okay, I will give you guys the letter tomorrow at the library. Once you make your decision, we will know what we will do then.”

“Okie dokie.”

“Alright.”

“And don’t forget Twilight, you and I have some more preparations tonight. I'll see you in your dreams.”

“Yes princess.”

The mares sat there for a few more hours, and watched as Applejack took short breaths. They knew she would want to choose as well the next day.

Author's Note

And we finally can show you why Luna stood in the Sisters protection in the first place. Die hard has nothing on this, am I right?
Next time, we meet an old "friend", Twilight's next lesson, and the others have a difficult choice to make.

10. Play Against the Rules

The idea of choosing their own path tomorrow was changed to the next day, as Applejack was back to her old self then. The mares, including Luna, who convinced her sister that she needed a week of rest from her duties as caretaker of the night, were inside Twilight's little home, along with Spike, who was trying his best to impress Rarity, but to no avail.

“Twilight, have you written your experiences over the last few days, so your friends can now the truth?”

“Yes, princess, it’s all here on these sixty pages.”

Twilight levitated three large manuscripts in front of Pinkie Pie, Applejack and Fluttershy, and the mares began to read. They began to read the pages one by one, each and every detail described to a ridiculous degree. Including her time at the club, her first night with Rainbow Dash, and the current state of things. It took the mares an hour to get through the stuff, and both screams, groans and shock came from their mouths during their endeavor. Twilight could only muster a look of shame for her actions, and hope her friends could look her in the eyes the same way.

As each of them finished reading it, with undefinable awe, and a small dose of arousal at the scenes involving Bass. The three mares then formed a huddle, and began to debate about their current actions.

“Girls, I have to be honest with you, I don’t want to do this” Applejack admitted.

“But we have to save Rainbow Dash, Applejack! If it means having to face our demons then I am fully prepared to do so!” Pinkie Pie replied.

“No Pinkie, you are not! Listen, we don’t talk about it that much, but there is a side to you that is both dark and scary. Imagine having to deal with her, and her actions!”

“And you are just a coward, not willing to risk helping your friend!”

“There is a thin line between courage and stupidity!”

“Chicken!”

“Lunatic!”

“Traitor!”

“Maniac!”

“Girls!” Fluttershy interjected loudly, catching the two arguing friends off guard.

“I understand both of your concerns, and they are both warranted. Pinkie Pie is right about one thing and that is we need to act in order to save Dash. But recklessness and not thinking clearly will lead to our downfall. Twilight’s curse was the thing that got Dash into this mess in the first place, remember? If we save Rainbow Dash, only to see us become some serial killer or something worse, is that really winning? But leaving us on the sidelines will only result in more problems as well Applejack. I for one agree with the notion we don’t go through the Initiation, and stay the way we are, but insist we help them in some other way, as our normal pony selves.”

“Wow, Fluttershy, you really are a great speaker.” Applejack admitted.

“Well, I don’t like talking to a crowd.”

Pinkie Pie only nodded in agreement, as she coincided to the infinite wisdom of her Pegasus friend.
The huddle broke, and Fluttershy went to Luna, in order to tell their choice.

“Princess, we are sorry, but we will not join The Sisters. We want to help Dash, but in our merits, for what it’s worth. If you want to banish us now for breaking the blood pact, or erase our memory or something worse, then so be it.”

Luna stern look began to frighten everypony in the room, but her expression changed that to a warm smile, and she nodded proudly.

“No, I will do no such thing, Fluttershy. To be honest, if you did break the rules, you would already be either on my old home, or Tartarus.”

“But why banishment, princess? Are you not the one who saved us? Why this form of punishment for the ones you swore to protect?”

“Well, Twilight, I can try and explain. All those years ago, I was but a small alicorn princess, finding my way under my big sisters wing. I felt alone at times, and at times unappreciated. Those feelings didn’t leave until you all saved me from my inner darkness. But after Discord cursed the original ponies, I and Celestia had a stern argument about the faith of those who were infected. Celestia saw the conditions as a threat to other ponies, and our way of life in general. She loves you ponies with all her heart, but that love makes her blind sometimes in seeing the whole picture, like everypony does sometime. She wasn’t that wise as she is today mind you, and she wanted to banish each and every pony with your condition and that of the Changelings. I, on the other hoof, sympathized with your predicament, as we shared that urge to belong, to be loved and to love, even with our misfortune. But, with all my pleading, Celestia was stern in her resolve, and she did began to banish ponies who were infected, starting with those who became changelings. Her first victim was the original infected princess, who we met at the wedding. It is funny, for all her diabolical schemes and desire to take over this kingdom, I can understand her profound hatred for Celestia. As Chryslis and her kind were sent to the border of Equestria, Celestia was planning to do the same thing to the Sisters. That is where I intervened, wanting to right a wrong, and to stick it up to my big sis in the process. The problem was, in order for Celestia to stop banishing you; I had to make her believe she really did. This sort of magic is dangerous, and there is always a price when dealing with blood magic. In order to change a memory of an alicorn, both I and the Sisters had to sacrifice something. You sacrificed your freedom, forced to live in the shadows for as long as it takes. And I had to uphold to this oath, and banish each and everypony who broke the rules, regardless of my opinion and feelings to them. Luckily, the law of blood magic is strict, but fair. What isn’t written in the oath, doesn’t abide to it. That also includes talking about it to ponies that know everything, but are not infected themselves, such as you three.”

“But what did you sacrifice, princess?”

“I, I don’t know. I know I did, but the magic must have taken my recollection about it. Whatever it was, there is still a chasm in my heart because of it. It reminds me to be your protector, every day and night.”

“And we are thankful for it, princess.” Rarity smiled.

“Twilight, there is one more plea I have.”

“What is it princess?”

“I need a place to stay, can I sleep with you?” Luna said with a sheepish grin.

Pinkie Pie began to roll on the floor in laughter, as snickers came from the others.

“I meant in the library.” Luna corrected, as she realized by the red face from Twilight.

“Sure, Spike can prepare the couch for me.”

“No need, I will take the couch.”

“You are an alicorn princess.”

“Not this week, I am on vacation, remember? This week it’s Luna.”

The mares went into their respective homes to prepare for the upcoming quest to save Rainbow Dash from inside the hive. Rarity went to work on some hard battle suits, which combine stylish with survival functionality of course. Applejack began to ration food and other utensils, while Fluttershy was preparing mentally for the trip. Vinyl went back to Octavia, and continued to catch up on what they missed.

Luna, Spike and Twilight had a nice and cozy dinner, and the quiet moment was a welcomed change in light of the recent events.

“Those are some fine potatoes, Spike!”

“Thank you, princess!”

“Luna, dear, no need for fancy titles.”

“Thank you, Luna then?”

“Much better! I hope my presence is not a burden to you two.”

“Oh not at all prin… I mean Luna! I love company and Twilight seemed down in recent times.”

“He is right Luna, it is nice for a change.”

“Well, I am off to bed, do you two need anything?”

“No thanks Spike, we can manage everything from here.”

“Alright, good night then!”

Spike waved and went up the stairs, into the sweet embrace of slumber. After they were sure the little dragon was no longer awake, Twilight and Luna shared a collective sigh.

“The situation is getting worse with each passing day Twilight. I did want to ease you in the training, but outside factors have led me to put the lessons into one big bunch.”

“I am ready Luna, all I want to is to fix this whole mess.”

Luna glanced at Twilight one more time, and as she saw the resolve in her eyes, nodded in approval.

“Okay, your job is to go to sleep, and I will do the same here on the couch. Once you enter the Dreamscape, I will find you and we will delve into the depths of your mind, or at least it’s projection inside the dimension.”

“Wow that sounds really complex and awesome!”

“I’ll be sure to send you some of my notes while I studied the subject once this ordeal is over.”

“I will take your word for it! Pinkie promise?” Twilight said with her tongue sticking out in playful fashion.

Luna’s reaction was that of bewilderment at first, but she smiled soon after. This simple gesture meant all those barricades of her being royalty were now down. They were just two friends, and a tingle went through her body for the first time in ages. Sure, she was over two thousand years older than Twilight, but she was always a bit more loose then her sister, and this relationship was something she always wanted.

“Pinkie promise, I guess. But you will have to explain first what a “Pinkie promise” is!”

After a somewhat long and hilarious story, full of laughing fits from both of the mares, Luna knew what the phrase meant, and reiterated her vow to deliver the scripts to Twilight.

“Alright, I guess I will see you in an hour or so, Luna.”

Twilight left for her room, and Luna levitated a blanket over her backside, and laid her head on the couch pillow.

“Well, this is going to be one wild ride.” she whispered and closed her eyes as well.

Author's Note

We have return, with the answer to the question, "Will they or wont they?" and prepared the scene for a 6k+ chapter of training with Twi and Luna. Hope you guys like the Dreamscape!

11. The Four Doors

Twilight found herself in the Dreamscape once again, this time for the final lesson, as Luna called it. The void was inconceivably deep as always, and the moon princess soon joined her, to lead her into the training facility, or so she thought.

“This lesson is going to be the hardest of all Twilight, and requires your full cooperation during the whole thing. Can you promise me this?”

“Of course Luna, I know I can trust you.” Twilight replied, skipping the royal title as Luna requested.

“Very well.”

Luna’s horn began to shimmer in a familiar glow, and she lowered her head onto Twilight’s, making the purple mare twitch, as the powerful magic surged through her mind.

Twilight open her eyes, revealing a large white door, littered with ornaments. On the sides were the cutie marks of her dearest friends, while her large cutie mark was in the center of the door itself, and those of her parents and brother surrounded it.

“It is one of the nicer doors I have encountered in my time, you should be proud.”

“What do you mean, I should be proud?”

“Well, my dear student, this door is the entrance to your mind.”

“Please don’t make fun of me, Luna.”

“I am serious Twilight. As ponies dream and visit this realm, the powerful magic within this dimension creates a plane that represents their thoughts and ideas during their time being here, and every memory they have, or will have in their lifetime.”

“This is amazing! You need to tell me Luna everything you know about this, so that I can work out how this magic works, what components make it work and…”

“All in due time, but we need to take care of what is more important right now, and that is Bass. Please, follow me inside.”

The idea of entering her own mind was even for Twilight a bit overwhelming, but her sheer curiosity and the desire to beat Bass Canon subdued her fears and sheer confusion that such a plane even existed.

The door opened, and a new hallway presented itself to the two mares. It was vast, and it looked like it goes on forever. Each interjecting corridor to the sides was labeled, and it seemed to be alphabetically ordered even. Each door was the same as the entrance one, white and ornamented.

“Well, this is surprising. All those years of magic training and mind exercise made you orderly, even in your thoughts! I have never seen such order in these kinds of places.”

“Thank you for the compliment, I guess. But if we are inside my mind, wont Bass be here too?”

“Well, yes, but she can’t see visitors unless we want to. See that badge on your chest?”

Twilight looked down, and indeed, there was a red badge with yellow letters that read “VISITOR” in all capital letters, signifying her status in this realm.

“Then why don’t attack her by surprise?”

“You may be able to get one hit in, and then what?”

“Point taken.”

They passed the “Algebra” wing, and “Alchemy” and a bunch of others as well, only to stop suddenly, as large black door rose from the horizon.

“What is that, Luna?”

“Well, seeing as we just passed every hallway with “A”, that can only mean one thing.”

The mares continued their walk, and sure enough, on the large black door stood “Bass Canon” written in neon graffiti, right on the middle of the door itself. The ornaments were still there, but a different one was on the middle of the door, that of Bass Canon. Black ooze was also creeping from the orifices, seemingly wanting to latch onto the rest of this plane and convert it into a dark void. The door seemed to pulsate in a rhythmic fashion, as loud music could be heard coming from it. Twilight felt a familiar urge, inviting her in; she slowly leaned to the door, only to be stopped by Luna.

“Thanks, I needed that. It’s just so alluring to me.”

“Don’t feel sorry from yourself, the music is pretty tempting. We should hurry and get away from it, there will be a time when you will defeat her, but not today.”

Luna and Twilight ran, and bypassed a lot of hallways, reaching the letter “K”.

“Okay, we need to slow down again.”

“Why here?”

“Because we are arriving at our destination.”

Luna pointed at a hallway, where above it stood “KINKS (DO NOT TOUCH!)”. Twilight’s face became red as an apple from Happy Apple Acers as she looked at Luna in distress.

“Really!? That is the lesson!? To humiliate me! I don’t want any part of this.”

“Twilight, listen to me. This hallway holds the key to our victory, and I will explain you how. See these four doors inside the corridor? Each one represents one of your guilty pleasures; the ones you not dare to tell anypony, the ones that both scare you, and arouse you the most. So far, Bass has been using these to control you, but today, we are taking that control back, in the only way we can. The only thing you need to understand, that this is indeed a part of you, and not a disease like you have felt so far. Please Twilight, trust me.”

The two stared at each other for what seemed like minutes, and a sigh from Twilight ended it, as she nodded in approval.

“Thank you Twilight. Please, follow me.”

They entered the hallway, and stood in front of the first door. The door looked like the others, and only a small sign on top of it, that read “DOMINATION” differentiated it from the rest. A gulp, and a door opening later, the two mares were inside the room.

Darkness engulfed the room, part from one beam of light on the middle. A throne rose from the floor, and then a leash that was strapped around one of the sides.

“Now I am about to remove the pin from your chest. Once I have done that you will become a part of this scene. You will still be able to talk to me, but I can’t stop what is going on inside. The only way to end the scene is to do it as you dreamed it would end, understood?”

“Alright, I am as ready as will ever be, Luna?”

To Twilight’s surprise, Luna didn’t resort to some magic, but instead yanked the pin right out of her chest, making the purple mare jump in pain. The pain was soon a thing of the past, as the room sensed her creator, and began to weave her into the scene it created. Twilight’s mane was being rolled into a new manestyle, into something more fitting of a pony of power and class. The new bun was held by a black manepin, matching her usual mane colour. Then a black corset flung itself onto her bare midriff. Each tug of the strings, as it improved her figure was making Twilight more and more aroused. Once the corset finished its work, Twilight was mentally ready to assume the role she carved in secret for so long. The room then stretched her front and hind legs, as Twilight let her body be controlled by the magic completely. A pair of long latex stockings clinged onto her, as Twilight smiled mischievously. The final piece was a black band that made her tail rise, leaving her salivating plot for everypony to see. The magic subdued, and Mistress Twilight stood proudly in the afterglow of her transformation.

“What happened Luna?” Twilight asked, as she came back to her senses somewhat.

“Well, I think the room has added you in the scene. All that is left is for you to play it out, and understand your feelings while doing it.” Luna stuttered, as she began to see Twilight in a whole new light.

Twilight nodded, and swayed her way to the throne, as the corset squeaked, all the while parading her plot to Luna, who was having a hard time keeping her own body in check.

She sat on the golden throne, and grabbed the leash. It sprang into life, and a collar appeared on the other end of it, followed by a cyan glow, which revealed a certain weather mare wearing it.

“Before you say something stupid, that is not the real Dash, Twilight. That is just your imagination, so don’t try to rescue her. Just do what you feel, not what you think is appropriate to do.”

Twilight searched her inside, and only one singular idea seemed right to her.

“Hello Slave, you are late to our session.”

“I am sorry Mistress T; I had a lot of cloud moving today and…”

“Silence! You know that I come before everypony else, and because of that you are to be punished!”

“Oh please Mistress; I have been such a bad mare.”

Twilight looked at Dash, and began to recall the library incident. They looked the same, but this was something totally different. There was real warm glow coming from her lover, and not just lust of a lifeless husk like Toy was. And more importantly, she felt more than power, she felt true love her marefriend. Sure, they both were now Slave and Mistress T, but deep down, they loved each other as Dash and Twilight as well. This revelation make Twilight lose all her inhibitions, as she wanted her friend to receive the best treatment.

She stood from the throne, and placed her right front hoof onto Dash, forcing her to the ground. Her other latexed hoof was now well into the exposed plot, massaging the clitoris with a scary precision. All those anatomy books finally had paid off, and Dash was getting the payoff.

“Now repeat after me; I belong to Mistress T, and nopony else!”

“I belong to Mistress T, and nopony else!”

As Dash repeated the mantra, Twilight began to lick her marefriend’s neck, and used her right front hoof to caress her unkempt mane. The whole scene was beginning to take hold Luna as well, as her observation became an act of voyeurism.
Moans were getting stronger and stronger, and Dash soon found herself deep inside an orgasm, constructed by her Mistress for her. As she looked deep into Twilight’s eyes, with her glossed gaze, only three words escaped her.

“I love you.”

Dash went to sleep, and the whole scene ended. Twilight’s look reverted to its usual self, and the visitor pin was back as well. Even the room reverted to its initial setup, and Luna approached her student.

“Do you understand now?”

“Yes, I think I know now what you mean. This is what I want, but not for the same reason as Bass. I love Dash, and I want her to love me back… and what is this sticky stuff on the floor?”

“Oh that is nothing! Anyway, we need to move along, there are still five rooms left!”

The two mares walked to the next room, where the sign read “ASSIMILATION”.
“I have to admit Twilight, I have seen a lot of these kinds of rooms, but your choice of naming them is quite unique.”

“Thanks, I guess? So what hides behind this one, then?”

“I have no idea to be honest with you. There is only one way to find out.”

The door sprang open, this time leading to Ponyville park, where a picnic was being held by none other than her friend Pinkie Pie. Luna and Twilight exchanged looks, and after a collective nod Luna unpinned the “Visitor” sign once again, leaving Twilight to her fantasy. To their surprise, nothing seemed to change and a shrug later Twilight approached Pinkie Pie.

“Hello Pinkie! What's the occasion for a picnic?”

“Oh hi Twilight! You silly-nilly, this was your suggestion remember? You said it would be nice to eat out sometime, and I made this today so we could!”

“You do have a way of jumping to conclusions, Pinkie.”

“Well that's just me I guess!”

“But where are the rest of the girls?”

“Oh I forgot to mention the picnic to them, so we could be alone.”

“What…what do you mean?”

“Well you were stressed the last few days, and I wanted to show you a good time, so voila!”

Pinkie’s gaze changed from her usual carefree expression to a focused one as she tackled Twilight, forcing her onto her back in the vast grass field.

“Say Twilight, how about a vacation from being you?”

“Pinkie Pie, you're getting kind of scary. You're confusing me.”

“No need to be confused. This is just something Pinkie Pie can do. Don’t worry this won’t hurt a bit.”

Before Twilight could interject and ponder why Pinkie was referring to herself in the third person, a kiss on her lips from her pink friend stopped her. Pinkie’s tongue began to dance with a whimsical rhythm, caressing Twilight’s mouth and tongue. But the sensation changed dramatically as Twilight’s tongue began to dance just like Pinkie’s, against her will. Pinkie Pie then broke the kiss, but her hooves began to fondle Twilight’s horn and mane, she also began stroking the walls of Twilight’s now moist vagina. A bizarre sensation began to creep inside Twilight’s mind. A desire for laughter and arousal began to overwhelm her surprise and horror at what was happening.

With a violent push Pinkie pressed Twilight’s horn into her scalp, making her an earth pony and devoid of magic.

“What are you doing, Pinkie!? Please stop! Oh no my voice!”

“Wow Twilight, you are my echo! How fun is that?! Say cumquat!”

“Cumquat? Hey that… is kind of... fun! Cumquat, cumquat, cumquat!”

Twilight began to laugh, mimicking Pinkie Pie more and more. A desire to sneeze came over her so she inhaled, and with a strong sneeze her mane and tail puffed up to an exact copy of Pinkie Pie. As she shook like a dog her fur changed from deep purple to a shade of candy pink. The large star on her flank split into three balloons, and the new Pinkie Pie smiled.

“That was awesome! Thanks Pinkie!”

“You are welcome Pinkie! How about a “I became Pinkie Pie” party?”

“Sure, you can blow my party cannon anytime!”

The new Pinkie pulled the picnic carpet back and produced a double edged dildo.

“How did you...oh right, Pinkie logic. I have to be honest, it's weird seeing it happen.”

Meanwhile Luna stood next to the scene, her face was of sheer shock. She had been protecting ponies’ dreams for thousands of years, but what was happening in front of her was beyond anything she'd witnessed before. She had little time to regain her bearings before she began to witness a whole new form of self-satisfaction.

The new Pinkie Pie pulled the dildo inward, and with a few quick moans introduced the sex toy to its new home.

“My turn, my turn!” old Pinkie Pie yelled as she approached her friend and spread her hind legs in a welcoming fashion.

“Party time!”

The new Pinkie Pie rammed her new appendage deep into old Pinkie Pie, making her exhale and laugh in typical fashion.

“Come on, with more gusto!”

New Pinkie Pie obliged, beginning to pull the dildo in and out as old Pinkie Pie shook her hips in unison. Each thrust was harder and quicker, pushing the dildo deeper into new Pinkie as well. The moans synchronized, making it one continuous sound. The two mares came, the feeling of their orgasms formed one big sensation that they shared mentally and physically.
As the two mares enjoyed the afterglow, Luna found herself trembling with arousal once more.

“I thought Twilight will not make through this. But by the looks of it I may be pushed over the edge.” she admitted to herself.

“So, how about celebrating this new form of unified existence by a night on the town?”

“You still have some Twilight in there, Pinkie, but sure!”

“We could show Applejack our little trick!”

“Sure, the more Pinkie’s the better!”

As the two mares laughed, the fantasy subdued, and Twilight was back to her old unicorn self.
She shared a look of bewilderment with her mentor, and then shook her head in disbelief.

“Wow that was intense! It felt like my brain was being rewritten, and I really was Pinkie Pie; the randomness and all. Surreal…”

“Indeed. I hope you understand the reason behind this fantasy.”

“Well, I guess this just my mind coming to the logical conclusion of an idea we all have, to be someone else for a change, to wear a mask and become one with a role, to leave ones trouble and be somepony else. And apparently I have a thing for pink flanks, imagine that!”

“You really are a fast learner, aren’t you?”

“Oh well, I practice a lot!”

Twilight and Luna left the room behind with Twilight smiling boastfully, and Luna sweating from the intense feelings she had moments ago.

“Well, that is two down and two to go, right Luna?”

“You seem perky all of a sudden, are you sure some Pinkie might have stayed in there?”

“Well, I am going to have to get through this one way or the other, might as well enjoy some aspects of this, right?”

“Very well then, lead on.”

The next door read “OBJECTIFICATION” in big letters, and Twilight’s face was that of confusion.

“Any ideas?”

“Eh, no, not really.”

“Okay, then onward to uncertainty, I guess.”

Twilight opened the door, and Luna followed with a knowing look, and obvious fear.

A new room formed before their eyes, with big windows, a couch, a table and some chairs. It seemed like a normal room in a normal house.

“Well Luna, will you do me the honours?”

Luna tugged at the pin once more, and Twilight became a part of the fantasy from the depths of her own mind.

“I just hope this isn’t what I think it is.” Luna thought to herself.

Twilight surveyed the room now thoroughly, and quickly found a vial of purple goo hiding behind a flower pot on the table. Its contents seemed to thick and heavy and moving at the same time. A simple cork prevented spilling, with a plain written message that said “DRINK ME” on the side of the vial.

Conflicting ideas were now in Twilights head. Her inherent curiosity was fighting logic and common sense. The battle ended, as she popped the vial open and chugged the whole content into her belly.

The liquid chugged only slowly into her, with a strong scent of lavender filling her nose, making her dizzy in the process. She had to cough, as some of the liquid seemingly made its way into her lungs. Her expression changed to that of shock, as the purple goo now began to stick to her tongue, coating it in think purple rubber. She tried to lick her teeth, to remove it, but only succeeded in plunging her teeth in the same substance as well. Her attempt to scream was halted by the goo, as her vocal cords were now rubber too. Tears began to form in her eyes, as Twilight knew she had no chance to call for help. The realization that her insides were being converted into rubber as well made her fall her behind in defeat.

Then, the door of the room opened, blinding Twilight with a beam of light. A pony was standing at the door. A colt, Twilight deducted by the figure. His body type seemed to fit that of Big Mac, but his fur seemed to be grey, with a black mane. A wicked smile was on his face, but she could not see his eyes, as they were hidden by his mane.

“You just had to drink it, didn’t you Twilight Sparkle?”

His voice was deep and alluring, and made Twilight’s already weakened mind hazy and confused.

“Oh well, there is always room for one more. Now come here!”

The goo was advancing further, coating each strain of her mane and tail with a small portion of rubber, only for it to invade the skin, transforming the core of them into rubber as well. Twilight’s willpower was fading rapidly, as she staggered herself towards her captor, her limbs began to have a lavender shine, and her torso as well. When she reached her goal, the black colt placed himself above her, showing his proud erect penis, in all its black glory.

“Time for initiation, Twilight Sparkle. Now suck!”

The command was fierce, and made Twilight aroused, as she eagerly opened her rubber mouth, inviting the probing member. As her lips kissed the tip, so did the rubber reach her heart, changing her blood into liquid latex. The only bastion left untouched was her mind, but deep inside she knew it was only a matter of time.

As she rocked her head up and down the shaft, her new mouth perfect for this job, so did the rubber creep up her brain stump.

“Forget, forget, doll, pleasure, pleasure, obedience…”

New words were now overwhelming her mind, as a soothing tingle meant her time as Twilight Sparkle was coming to an end at the hooves of her new lord.

The black stallion was deep in trance as well, his new toy doing her job to his utmost pleasure. He was reaching his apex as she was becoming his rubber doll.

“Rubber, pleasure, master…”

The two rubber eyes gazed upwards, as Twilight took every word with and let it seep deep inside, destroying her former existence.

“Doll, doll, doll…”

The word kept repeating with each stroke of her Lord’s penis. Her name, her friends, her fears, her hopes, fading away, one lick at a time. The word was becoming stronger and louder, as the colt was about to fill her eager rubber mouth with his semen.

“Doll, DOLL, DOLL!”

The colt came, and with a eager gulp, Lavender sucked her Lord dry. She didn’t know why she did it, but her purpose was not thinking anyway.

“Very good doll. What is your name?”

“Lavender.”

“And what are you?

“Doll.”

“Lovely, Lavender. You will make a good amount of bits on the market. Everypony loves a rubber unicorn.”

The colt left, leaving Lavender smiling in a puddle of the rest of his semen. She didn’t care, nor will she ever do.
She was just a doll, after all, a good purple rubber doll, and nothing more.

The scene want on for ten minutes more, after finally the magic subdued and Twilight Sparkle was released from her prison. She coughed furiously, much to Luna’s discomfort.

“Twilight are you alright?”

“No, how can I be after that! Why is that my fantasy, am I some freak who deserves nothing more than to be buried somewhere in the desert, so that I never have a chance of equestrian interaction?”

“Don’t get yourself down Twilight, you are not alone with this kink.”

Twilight’s sadness quickly gave way to rage and confusion.

“Wait, you knew this would happen?!”

“Not exactly, I had a hunch.”

“A hunch? I got turned a sex doll and you had a hunch? If you had the idea then why didn’t you stop me, and not let me get violated like that?”

“If I did, you wouldn’t have learned anything then.”

“I fail to see the moral here Luna, so please indulge me.” Twilight said with a strong hint of sarcasm in her voice.

“Well, the whole scene was provocative to say the least.”

Luna looked at Twilight, and after acknowledging her stink eye, continued on.

“But nopony is a perfect socially adequate example, and neither are you. Something that is downright bizarre and unapproved of by others may be appealing to you. In this case, the concept of not having any responsibility, mixed with your inherent admiration for rubber and latex it seems formed this fantasy of being a living sex doll. An taboo idea does not make you a freak. What you do with those ideas defines you in society.”

Twilight’s rage fell as the logical explanation from Luna began to sink in.

“I guess you are right Luna. But you said I was not the only one.”

“Well, during my time as a protector of dreams, I come about many weird dreams and fantasies. This idea of becoming a sex doll did pop up, every now and then.”

“At least that is a comforting thing, that I am not alone in this.”

The last door waited, with a large sign that read “CORRUPTION”. Twilight gulped and looked at Luna.

“It’s a good thing this is the last one, I feel both mentally and physically spent.”

“I know, and that is why I intended this to be done one at the time, but Dash’s kidnapping forced our hoof.”

“I just hope this door doesn’t make me out as some closet serial murder.”

“I think you will do just fine.”

With those words of encouragement, Twilight and Luna entered the final hurdle in her training.

As opposed to the last room’s bright and unsuspecting demeanor, this one brought the mares into a dark night during a full moon, on a hill looking over Ponyville.

“Let’s get this over with.”

Luna wanted to take off the pin, but suddenly, both her and Twilight's began to shake, only to break unexpectedly.

“What is going on now?”

“I don’t know honest, I have never seen this before!”

A thick dark fog began to slither from the bottom of the hill, and quickly surrounded the two mares. Its focus shifted to Luna, and began to cuddle her body, making gasp from the cold yet welcoming sensation. It was a familiar feeling too, which scared her and her blurry vision only confirmed it.

“Run…Twilight run!”

Twilight didn’t run, too confused to react before it was too late.

Luna’s fur took a darker shine, as her tail and mane became ethereal, with small dots representing stars in the night sky. She spread her now formidable darken wings, and a wicked smile, complete with fangs was now on her face. With a helmet, metal boots and a moon crest on her chest, Nightmare Moon was back, in full force. Her cat-like eyes quickly surveyed her surroundings, only to find one purple mare in front of her.

“Twilight Sparkle, we meet again.”

“Luna, no!”

“Funny you know that name, I used to be called as such before I realized what a sad existence that was.”

“Please Luna, snap out of it!”

“Your attempts a futile Twilight Sparkle, yet I must admire your talent and persistence, shame its direction is so flawed…”

Twilight tried to use her teleportation spell, but her magic seemed to be blocked by the fog around the two mares. Nightmare Moon used her defenseless state and placed the unicorn in a forcefield, making her float in the air.

“I think I can correct that problem.”

The forcefield open on the top, allowing Nightmare Moon to enter, and place a lustful kiss onto the horrified Twilight. Twilight was kissed before in her life, but nopony had stolen her kiss as Nightmare Moon. There was no fear, no hesitation in her actions, just conviction and the desire to control. Her horror faded, and soon she was giving her captor as much action as her mouth would allow her. After a tense ten seconds or so, Nightmare Moon released Twilight from her moist and erotic prison. The forcefield faded as well, and Twilights plot touched the ground once more. This time, however, there was no desire to flee, no will to evade her captor. Her mind was still fighting, but her body gave up on her.

“You do have a great mind, Twilight Sparkle. Most ponies would already be hugging my boot, pleading for my affection. Every Shadowbolt was created that way anyhow! But not you, you defy my advances even now. Well, it’s time I show you the force you can have, once you join me.”

Twilight found herself placed on large throne, filled moon and star symbols, representing her captors domain. Nightmare Moon’s black horn shined, and sharp tip morphed into a larger softer one. The dark queen lowered her head, and began to tease the folds of Twilight’s moist vagina. She began to tilt her head in a sweeping motion, letting her large horn penetrate the wanton pony harder and harder.

“No, please… stop!”

Twilight begged for mercy, but Nightmare Moon pressed on mercilessly, each stroke feeding her body with dark twisted magic. A new sound came from Twilight, that of moaning and enjoyment in her fall into darkness.

“Yes, the void is calling for you Twilight Sparkle. Imagine the power it promises, the euphoria that waits on the end of your path!”

Twilight mind was racing, caught in the vortex of lust, and the seductive charm of forbidden magic. The idea of being Nightmare Moon’s student began to creep into her subconscious. To be manipulative, calculated, and above all, all-powerful, only subordinate to the Dark Queen.

Her Queen, her Nightmare Moon. The intoxicating taste of embracing her corruption was now in her mouth. It tasted sweet, so very sweet.

Her fur was now getting darker, matching the ideas Nightmare Moon impregnated into her crumbling psyche. Legs lengthened, and her whole form was now taking the shape of a smaller alicorn, as jet black wings erupted out of her sides, giving the already overwhelmed Twilight a new sensation and reason to just bathe in the evil she was fed by her new queen.
Just as Twilight was beginning to shake her hips in unison to her captor’s horn, so did Nightmare Moon take her horn out. A look of confusion of the heated unicorn made Nightmare Moon smirk.

“I just have this feeling you don’t want me to make you come little mare. You seem to not be into it at all.”

“No please, don’t stop! I need this!”

“You need what exactly?”

“I need you to buck me with your glorious horn until I am nothing more than a devious, scheming, manipulative horny evil alicorn protégé! I want to be your humble assistant, and rule the others with an iron hoof, to be as evil I can be, to please you in every way you can imagine Nightmare Moon, my one and only mistress!”

Tears began to flow down Twilight’s eyes, as the last of once righteous mind was now tainted by the black power.

“See, that wasn’t so hard, now put some plot into it, your queen wants some fun out of this too!”

Twilight was now focused only on pleasure, and providing Nightmare Moon with the same. Her hips were now shacking in perfect rhythm, making Nightmare Moon aroused through her black horn.

Her fur was now pitch black, and she resembled a smaller alicorn princess perfectly. Her mane lost its spunk, but gained in length. Metal boots with purple opals clinched her new legs, as Nightmare Moon began to speed up her horn.

The tightness of her protégés vagina was getting to Nightmare Moon, and soon she found herself on the edge of her orgasm as well.

“Please queen, fill me with you glorious juice!”

Nightmare Moon waited no longer, as a thick black goo shot from the tip of her horn, right into Twilight’s welcoming womb. The sensation of embracing the darkness made Twilight tilt her head upwards, as she gazed at the night sky. Her eyes turned bloody red, and her iris turned into a small slit, much like Nightmare Moon’s. With a fanged smile and a new cutie mark, Twilight Sparkle, the Moon Apprentice, was truly born.

After a few minutes of collective evil laughter, Twilight and Nightmare Moon were in front of the rest of the Mane Six.

“Twilight, stop, what are you doing?” pleaded Rarity.

“This is madness, she is evil!” Rainbow Dash continued.

“You are right Dash, but that doesn’t concern me anymore. So what if she is evil, so what if I am evil? None of that will matter once I make you all my peons. Muahahaha!”

Just when Twilight began to cast a black sphere of pure evil magic, with Nightmare Moon looking on approvingly behind her, the fantasy stopped.

Twilight and Luna stood there now, in the darkness of the room, terrified to what they just experienced. Only after a tense few minutes of silence, did Twilight speak to her friend.

“Oh dear Luna, that was a nightmare!”

“I know Twilight, I am just glad that was just a play and the reality.”

“But how did it suck you in as well?”

“I have never had that happen before. I know for a fact that unicorn dreams are fueled by their magic, as opposed to other ponies. It seems the vast magical potential inside you is so big that it forced me to be a part of its wicked ideas.”

“Please tell me you have a logical explanation to what happened in there, or otherwise I will not be able to look at myself in the mirror.”

“I assure you, what happened in there is nothing to be afraid of, or to be ashamed of either. Your meeting, with, well me in a way, was a big thing in your life, and Nightmare Moon, for better or worse did leave an impression. The fact that my other form does boast admirable physique, and your inherent curiosity led to this.”

“I find it real hard to believe the desire to be an evil alicorn is something normal.”

“It’s not a desire to be evil, it’s just having something you can’t have, even as radical as the dark power I possessed during that time. You have read quite a lot of prose in your time. You rooted for the bad guy sometime, right?”

“Yes, I did now and then.”

“You see, that is the same thing. Every good pony wonders how it would to be the bad one In the story, as their existence seems to be without consequences at first. The thing is, do we think clearly enough to realize which role is right, and which one is wrong.”

“I understand now Luna. Thank you for being here with me during this whole wild trip.”

“I wouldn’t want it any other way. If you like, I can still morph into Nightmare Moon, you know?”

“Are you coming on to me Luna?”

“Let’s just say your mind changed my vision of simple mare into a most alluring unicorn.”

“Wow, I am flattered. Not sure if I can take up your offer right now, but I will take that in mind.”

The flash of magic from Luna’s horn meant Twilight and she were back in the real world.

With a quick jolt, Twilight woke up deep inside her juices. She quinced, and levitated the moist blanket quickly to the dirty laundry basket. The sound of the door opening took her by surprise, but luckily for her, Luna greeted her instead of her trusty baby dragon.

“Woops, that was truly an intense session. Don’t worry, you look much better than Rarity did after her, and she had the privilege of doing one door at a time!”

“Eh Luna, were you serious about us in there?”

Twilight’s answer came in a form a sweet kiss, right on her lips.

“How is that?”

“Perfect.”

“Well, I have to get going and see to the others. We do have a long journey in front of us.”

“Okay, I’ll just take a quick shower and see you at Sugar Cube corner.”

Luna left to inspect Rarity’s boutique, and Twilight went into her bathroom. During her shower, she looked at her training. She know knew what Bass did, and she finally was ready to accept that everything she does was a part of her, but not her whole. Her thought drafted to Dash as well. She hoped her friend was okay, and above all, would still like her after this curse.

Author's Note

Oh sweet Luna, we made it! This one was both a pleasure and a great ordeal to write. But he reward is some sweet action form Twilight and her mind, with Luna as a more than welcomed guest. Next time, we take a trip!

12. In The Heart of The Hive

Inside a chasm near the outskirts of Equestria, a new hive had been constructed. After the humiliating defeat at the hooves of Shining Armor and Princess Candace, Chrysalis was recovering and planning a way to strike a deadly blow to her nemeses.

She sat proudly at her throne, which was spiked with holes on the sides, matching her image in both design and colour. Several of her guards stood at her side abiding to her every whim. It had taken some time but her plan was finally coming together.

A small changeling ran into the throne room, gasping for air.

“My Queen, the Pegasus has arrived!”

A malevolent smile spread itself on Chrysalis's face and a faint glimmer appeared in her wicked eyes.

“Excellent! bring her to me.”

The guards ran out of the throne room and soon returned with Toy inside a large cage made from spikes that resembled changeling limbs. The cyan mare seemed distressed but other than that in great shape.

“I see you fed her well private. You may indulge yourself in the harem.”

“Thank you my queen!”

As the private rushed to the pleasure quarters of the hive, Chrysalis stood from her throne and approached her prey.

“No, let’s see what makes you so special. My best spy was very keen to get you here to me.”

“Who are you and what are you going to do to me? Please, all I want is to be with my Mistress.”

“Interesting; allow me to see if I can make that happen.”

A devilish smirk and a beam of green magic later, Chyrsalis was searching through Toy’s emotions. It was odd, most of her was a blank slate, that of a newborn filly as if she was not the real pony that inhabited this body. But once Chrysalis found the object of her affection she knew her agent would have earned a promotion had they not gotten sent to the depths of Tartarus by Luna. She focused and began to copy the image from Toy’s memory. She became smaller; her fur became white, eyes magenta and her mane dark blue.

In front of toy was now her Mistress and the cyan pony's eyes lit up in admiration. Chrysalis began to feel her love, and the sensation began to influence her arousal. This pony was a love mine, a rare thing indeed that only happens if powerful magic is involved.

“Mistress Bass, you are back! Oh please, please let Toy out so I can be of assistance.”

“Very well. Guards escort Toy here to my private chambers!”

“Right away, Queen Chry…”

A quick growl coming from their queen made them realize their mistake.

“We mean Mistress Lace…”

“Bass you cretins!”

“Bass, of course!”

The lackies pulled the cage into the east wing and Chrysalis laughed manically. Her plan finally had the perfect power source.

Twilight entered Rarity’s boutique and saw that her friend was hard at work, making satchels that were sturdy enough to survive the trip.

“Hello Rarity, how are our preparations going?”

“According to plan so far! I am almost done with these bags, AJ is done with the provisions, Fluttershy has mentally prepared, and Luna and Pinkie Pie were doing something or getting somepony, I can’t remember.”

“And Vinyl?”

“Today is her Wubgasm Day.”

The look of confusion on Twilight’s face made Rarity sigh.

“Vinyl plays music on such frequencies that arouse Octavia and then they make love.”

“How do you even know that?”

“Vinyl is a Sister remember? I know more about her then she does.”

Before Twilight could reply the door of the boutique open once again and Luna, Pinkie Pie, and a pony completely new to Twilight entered. The newcomer was slightly brown with a soft pink man and a balloon animal for her cutie mark. But what was jarring to the purple unicorn was that this mare’s skin was seemingly made out of rubber! Twilight read of ponies who had abnormal skin but she never thought she would meet anypony like that in her life.

“Hey Twilight, hi Rarity!” said Pinkie Pie in her usual cheery demeanor.

“Hello Twilight and Rarity, I would like you to meet a dear friend of mine, Miss Maple Gleam.”

“Pleasure to meet you all, especially you Miss Rarity.” said Maple in a calm soothing voice.

“Oh my, it’s you! So great to finally meet face to face!”

Maple Gleam enjoyed a nice hug from Rarity, leaving Twilight confused like so many time in recent times.

“Why does it seem you know everypony in Equestria Rarity?”

“Oh Miss Maple is my supplier when I need stretchable materials such as rubber, latex or vinyl. She is the best supplier in Equestria, and also makes great maple syrup. We communicated by mail so far, but with her being in Manehatten most of the time, we never had a chance to meet like this.”

“Well that will probably change, as I am moving to Ponyville.”

“Really? That is wonderful!”

Twilight listened to their conversation, but her vision kept on scanning Maple. Her slick skin, the shine it got from the lights, her mane made form one single patch of rubber made her hard to ignore the allure this pony had.

“Eh, eyes over here Miss Twilight.” Maple said an chuckled, her rubber tongue sticking out.

“Oh I am so sorry Maple! It’s just your body is really mesmerizing… I mean interesting!”

“Oh I am not angry, I got used to the attention really. Besides, I never would have made my place in life if that poison joke pony wasn’t so weird. In fact the silo falling on me right after it happened was the first sign my condition is in fact a blessing. Anyway enough about me, Princess Luna asked me here for a reason and I'm hapy to help such a great costumer.”

Rarity’s face contained a big grin while Luna’s was just a tad red. Both Pinkie and Twilight were oblivious to the joke.

“Well I brought Miss Maple here to help us with a very delicate problem.” Luna interjected before the mares could ask questions.

“The Wonderbolts have located the hive but are unable to enter from above, since our mission is to be a stealthy one.
Unfortunately the hive is surrounded by a artificial lake that is full of some acidic substance. The switch to open the floodgate is located on the other side. A Pegasus can’t fly across since there are guards above the moat, but a pony could swim under them. The problem is, there is only one material that can survive the swim and that's Maple’s rubber.”

“But if we open the gates, wouldn’t that alert the guards?”

“Very astute observation Twilight as always. Luckily, we have enough unicorns to cast an illusion around the two guards for the two to three minutes it takes to cross. Once we are over there, we can let new acid in. Of course some other guard could see this, but since we know when they feed the chances of that are slim to none.”

“So I guess Maple is joining us on this trip?” Twilight asked.

“Sorry but I can’t. I really wish I could but with me moving here and my production in Manehatten, not to mention I'm caring for my friend Abacus while she recovers from a nasty injury. There is a way I can help however."

Maple reached into one of black satchels, which was coated in rubber as well it seemed and grabbed a small jar with seemingly translucent substance that moved inside. Rarity’s face gave a knowable look as she now understood Luna’s plan to enter.

“I think Miss Rarity will know what to do when the moment arrives.”

“Understood Maple..and thank you for this. I know it wasn’t easy getting it.”

“No worries, once Princess Luna explained the gravity of your predicament I spared no expense.”

Rarity took the jar and placed it into her own personal satchel. Twilight and Pinkie were not quite getting the purpose of the liquid, but they trusted Luna’s judgment.

“Well that settles everything! We start our rescue mission first thing in the morning.”

With Luna’s command, the ponies went to their respective homes.

Twilight and Maple walked together for a bit, as their homes were really close to each other.

“You seem pretty distracted Miss Sparkle, what is the trouble besides Dash’s capture?”

“Was I that obvious? Well let’s just say I did something to her that I wish I didn’t and those things might ruin any chance of us being together.”

“Let me look at you.”

Maple grabbed Twi’s chin with her rubber hoof and gently turned the unicorn’s head sideways to face her. She looked focused into Twilight’s eyes, and smiled at the end.

“I wouldn’t worry about that.”

“What, how do you know?”

“Well my profession has made it possible for me to watch relationships both succeed and fail. When you say her name, when you think about her, your love for her can be seen. It shines through all of the doubt and remorse for whatever you did to her. “

“Thank you Maple for words of encouragement and for that liquid. By the way, what is it?”

“Oh that is for you to find out when the time is right. All I am saying is that I am the only pony in Equestria that can make it.”

Maple smiled as always and waved goodbye to Twilight as they reached her house. Twilight waved back, a new fire fueling her after the talk.

She needed to take all the rest she could get however, there were many ordeals to face in the coming days.

Author's Note

A small breather as we delve into the journey. Maple Gleam is an OC of a dear friend of mine who has a special property that will make for some fun later on. Next time, hiking, camping and more!

13. Meeting The Locals

The group was now packed and ready, Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom were all set for staying with Spike, and everypony was ready for the great hike. Their first obstacle was traversing the Everfree Forest, a constant reminder that not all is good natured in Equestria. Applejack was in charge of provisions so she pulled a rather large wagon, while Pinkie and Fluttershy were up ahead as lookouts. Rarity for once packed reasonably, and only carried what was truly necessary. Luna and Twilight provided magical cover while Vinyl was on the lookout for some possible Changling scouts like a professional hunter.

“Well Luna, besides the part about the moat, what is the plan to get Dash out of there and not be noticed?” Twilight asked.

“The idea is to form a distraction. Chrysalis will surely be hard to get away from Dash. So we will have use the smoke bombs I borrowed from the guards. Once that happens you, Vinyl and Rarity will use your speed to get to Dash and get out, while we will try and hold them off.”

“But that seems like a death sentence!”

“Trust us Twilight. I and your friends and more durable then you think.”
J
ust as Twilight was about to agree a scream that sounded a lot like Fluttershy echoed through the forest. The group ran forward, findin the yellow Pegasus on the shaking on the ground. Shifting their gazes in the direction she was staring they found the source of Fluttershy’s fear.

It was something out of a filly horror stories turned into reality. Large purple tentacles came from the shadows, holding Pinkie Pie in place. Four of them were making her spread in mid-air, while two more were penetrating her anus and already moist vagina. They worked in unison making the pink mare squirm in delight. Her eyes were glossy, probably from something that the monster injected into her beforehand. The pink mares face was that of happiness and incredible arousal.

“We have to save her!” Twilight pleaded and the other mares nodded in agreement.
Twilight attempted to pull out the tentacles, but for some reason her magic grip kept slipping. Rarity jumped at one of them, but the ooze that covered the thing was also affecting her. As Luna and Fluttershy were about jump at the creature, Vinyl stopped them.

“What is the meaning of this Vinyl?!”

“Sorry Princess, but I can’t let it affect you as well.”

Vinyl pointed to Rarity as the goo began to enter her mouth, making her light-headed as Pinkie Pie was.

“We must not get the aphrodisiac inside our mouths. The effect will wear off after they reach their climax, and Lubex gets fed.”

“Wait, you just called that thing Lubex, how do you know its name?” asked Fluttershy.

“Well, when you chase Changelings all your adult life, you come across a lot of bizarre stuff, including old Lubex. The good thing he is not dangerous, for the most part. The bad part is, I did not know that at first.”

A awkward gulp came from both Luna and Fluttershy as they tried to picture the situation.

“So, we just… watch?”

“Unfortunately yes. We have to wait for Rarity, Pinkie, and Twilight to cool down.”

Vinyl pointed to Twilight, who was trying to fight Rarity but could not run away from the kiss. Her look began to change from fear into sheer arousal. Soon enough the purple mare was returning the kiss, trying to eat Rarity from the inside out.
Pinkie was still in mid-air, her mind long lost in trance from the constant bombardment of the creature’s hormones. Almost every possible hole was being penetrated, as well as her belly being stroked.

Vinyl, Fluttershy, and Luna kept looking while a faint amount of fluids escaping their folds.
Twilight was now already caressing the spread Rarity on the field in front of them, massaging her treasure with deadly accuracy. Rarity was no slouch either, pushing her hoof generously into Twilight, making sure the unicorn got her fair share of it as well. The two mares indulged in an act of pure and primal sex, while their friend Pinkie was used as an object of lust for an dark entity from the depths of Everfree Forest.

The scene continued mercilessly and each powerful thrust from Lubex or lick followed by an innovative use of a horn by the two Sisters making watching the scene more and more unbearable. Luna and Fluttershy were already dripping intensively, while Vinyl managed to keep her body in check the one pony standing between this scene and a utter orgy.
And then the crescendo happened. A thick stream of the aphrodisiac filled Pinkie Pie, and the beast lowered his prey gently onto the field. The tentacles disappeared among the trees, and even Twilight and Rarity began to regain control.
The rest of the troop, with Vinyl’s permission, ran to them to help them regain their composure and balance, not to mention to help if some of the mares suffered injuries.

“Are you guys okay?” whispered Fluttershy.

“What…what happened? Rarity!?”

Twilight and Rarity jumped from each other’s embrace, and gave a red face that could be seen from there to Canterlot.
“I vote for not mentioning this to anypony ever, agreed?” said Vinyl, and with a resounding “YES!” the rest agreed.
Even Pinkie Pie left the scene unharmed, but she could not hide a small smile as they left.

The rest of the hike through the forest was rather quiet, with a lot of awkward silence, with even Pinkie Pie managing to withhold her usual bubbly attitude.
They were soon out in the open fields looking over a small village.

“Wow, I haven't been here in a very long time…” said Luna, her eyes fixed on the black and grey houses, done in what looked like her own favorite design.

“That architecture seems familiar Princess, it is almost as if … “ said Twilight

“I made it?”

“Yes, exactly.”

“Well my dear mares, that is not entirely true. You see most of the houses and towns in Equestria are done in a Celestial Style, if you will. But a few of the ponies still see me as their favorite princess, even after Nightmare Moon. Starfall is one of those kinds of villages. I just hope they still welcome me and aren't just too lazy to change the housing style.”

“Maybe if you went in not looking as Luna, so we can first see the situation?” Applejack suggested.

“That would be the best idea.”

And with a strong spell that began to twirl around the moon princess, Luna became a brown earth pony, with a black mane and green eyes. Her cutie mark was that of a hammer and nail, signifying her new persona.
But instead of bewilderment, Pinkie just smiled and placed her hooves in a welcoming fashion, to which Rarity placed a small bag of bits.

“Eh, what is the matter?”

“Oh nothing, I just had a bet with Rarity some months back that “Hammer Toss” was one of the princesses in disguise.”

“Am I that obvious?”

“Oh not really, it’s just my Pinkie Sense, it has never failed!”

“Why do even keep trying…” mumbled Rarity, obviously not the first time she tried to test the Omnipowerful abilities of the Pinkie Sense.

Hammer Toss and her friends entered Starfall with little fuss. The resident ponies paid little attention to the pack, while an occasional friendly smile was tossed their way by the local merchants, eager to sell their fruits, vegetables, and other appliances. The mares went into an inn that was done in the same gothic style that Luna so adored.

“Welcome to “Eclipse Inn”! My name is Silly Gossip, how may I help you?”

“Good evening. We would like a set of rooms. What can you offer us?” Rarity said, being the best bargainer of them all.

“Well, by the looks of it, you gals are… one… five… seven! How about two rooms with four beds?”

“You won’t charge us the empty bed?”

“Sure, why not! That will be 20 bits per bed… 140 bits please!”

“How about 130 bits?”

“I am sorry, I don’t haggle. 140 bits.”

Just as Rarity wanted, to object, Fluttershy made her an adorable face and said: “100 bits…pretty please?”

“Eh… sure.”
As Fluttershy took the keys and smiled, the rest of the pack looked in awe of her psychic powers.

In the room where Luna, Rarity, Twilight and Fluttershy ruled the sound of soft snoring and blissful sleep after a eventful day filled with adventures of the private kind.
As Fluttershy tossed and turned in her bed, her wings not build for such a hard piece of furniture a shadowy figure grabbed her by the mouth, and with the help of two more shadowy ponies dragged her out of bed into the night.

Author's Note

Sorry for the long wait, but life keeps draging a pony down sometimes. This chapter was just a morsel, and a apologize. But the next one, oh yes that one is going to be extra special. The tree needs some love and attention too!

14. A Familiar Foe

Fluttershy woke up with a monstrous headache, her vision was blurry and a rather sweet smell filled the room.

“Greetings, Miss Fluttershy” a rather large colt said to the pegasus, all the while looking at her ID.

“Ehm…hello?” the shy pony replied.

“I am sorry for the inconvenience our little abduction has brought you, but once we saw your talent in the hotel reception we had to act quickly.”

“It, it’s no problem really. But could you please untie me… I am feeling really funny.”

“That must be the potion we gave you. It’s safe, I assure you, made from the best Everfree has to offer really. It only enhances your senses… and your acceptance.”

“My acceptance? But who are you ponies anyway?” Flutterhy asked while fighting through the ever increasing haze her mind was put under.

“Our names are not important, but our cause is Miss Fluttershy. We are The Order of The Moon and we seek to release Nightmare Moon once again, so she can bring the paradise of everlasting night.”

“But Luna… she was cured…”

Fluttershy’s words were now struggling to get out as her mind encountered a new cold sensation, devoid of her usual compassion and care for others. These new thoughts were powerful, vain, and selfish...and incredibly tempting.

“We are aware of that incident that you and your friends encountered, but you fail to realize one small but vital detail. Nightmare Moon was Luna, but after that magic you performed she was not destroyed but merely dispersed into the Equestria night. It took our brethren unicorns a lot of magical energy, but we managed to collect every last amount of her divine essence in this village. All she needs now… is a host.”

Even in this state of mind, Fluttershy understood what she was in for and tried to struggle at the chains binding her, to no avail. A familiar purplish mist came from the corners of the room, seemingly driven by the chanting from the unicorns filling the room. It began to crawl ever so slowly up her hind legs, leaving the parts is covered black as the night itself. The new welcoming cold sensation made Fluttershy twitch and collapse. The chains holding her keeping her body in an upright position.

“Such a fertile mind….”

“No stop, please!”

“Fighting spirit even, I like it…”

The mist began to spiral around the pegasus like a snake only to delve right into her open mouth, leaving Fluttershy
unconscious.

The mares woke up to an unusual darkness, as if the night had not yet lifted itself. Strange looks were exchanged between them, only broken up by the ever present screech of Pinkie Pie when something strange or interesting appears. The mares looked to Luna for guidance, but the Moon Princess in disguise was still asleep. A few not so subtle nudges from Applejack solved the problem quickly.

“Sis, I want that cake!” said Luna through her sleep, her body still in the shape of Hammer Toss.

After a quick shower and toothbrushing, the mares were out of the hotel.

“Has anypony seen Fluttershy?” Twilight asked receiving only negative answers from her friends.

“We need to be careful, it’s almost noon and the sun is not up yet the ponies here don’t seem rattled at all.” Rarity concluded, trying to investigate by asking one of the many street vendors in the village.

“A divine night to you, Miss…”
“Rarity… and to you too! Say, could you please tell us what time it is?”

“Of course! It is 11:34 if my watch is not mistaken. Care to buy some candles? They are great for a romantic dinner!"

“Eh, thank you but we happen to be on a business trip, so there's no time for shopping. Nice talking to you, have a great… night!”

“You too Miss Rarity!”
As Rarity began to turn back to her friends who were counting the supplies and searching for there dear friend, she huddled them together and said:

“Okay girls, it seems this whole “night at noon” situation is not something these ponies care too much about. Our best course of action is to not draw attention to ourselves… Where is Pinkie Pie?”

Their attention was shifted to a yelling pink pony in the middle of the market. Who was pointing at the moon and screaming how it was noon and someone should tell Celestia. A large gulp was then shared by the group, as guards approached them from each side. The group acted quickly, using Twilight’s magic as a diversion.

The mares ran to the unused building to hide and after the commotion in the market subdued, regrouped and surveyed the whole situation. To their dismay Pinkie Pie and Vinyl were missing, surely captured by the overwhelming numbers of guards that controlled the streets of the village.

“Where have they taken them?” Applejack inquired, in rage of such a foul deed been done to her friends.

“Probably the town hall, but we need to get there quietly and unnoticed.” Twilight replied

“In other words, as less Pinkie Pie as possible.”

“Yes, that would be favorable indeed.” Twilight replied again, sarcasm flowing through her words. A futile attempt to dampen the severe problem the mares faced in the horde of crazy ponies.

The mares did as Twilight suggested, taking their time choosing to move from one secure alleyway to the next. Applejack showed her bucking power by knocking out one unsuspecting guard and Twilight her tactical prowls, mixed with an uncanny knowledge of physics by using a stack of barrels to subdue an oncoming patrol as well.

Once the group was safe and secure in a bush next to the city hall, they nudged open a small window and peeked through to see and hear what this cult was going to do to their friends, and form a plan.

Inside the city hall, which looked remarkably similar to a castle that Nightmare Moon would be proud of, a large semi-circle of ponies wearing dark purple hoods with full moon fastenings were chanting some song in a forgotten tongue while Vinyl and Pinkie Pie were spread eagled and hung from two wooden poles each facing a Gothic looking throne.

“Princess, what are they chanting?” Rarity inquired

“It’s very old dialect of Aramareyn, but I know the song well… too well.”

“Well, what does it say?”

“Oh Queen, blessed with grace and might,
Show them the power of the Night.
Their souls are yours to take,
Powerful peons they will make.
Oh Queen, graceful and divine
Let them be thine.
For once your spell touches their core
They shall be Shadows forever more.”

As Luna, disguised as Hammer Throw, recited the old poem she would have rather forgotten, a pony entered the ongoing induction leaving the group shell-shocked.

Black latex stockings, wings proudly erect, and the rest of her body in a red latex suit with a whip in her mouth and a vicious smile filled with bad intentions. If they didn't know any better, they would have thought the food at the hotel had some poisonous mushrooms in it because there stood none other than Fluttershy, the Element of Kindness. Ready to torture, please, and mentally destroy both Pinkie Pie and Vinyl.

“Hello girls, so nice of you to join us in this festive season.” Fluttershy said, her voice a few octaves lower than usual with a unsettling amount of sternness mixed in.

“Pinkie Pie, are you seeing what I am seeing?” Vinyl asked, bewildered by this new Fluttershy

“Wow, she looks just like in my fanfic…” Pinkie Pie said, completely ignoring Vinyl’s question.

“Remind me to ask you about that if we survive this.”

Fluttershy moved in on the roped ponies, making sure her body rubbed against both Vinyl and Pinkie Pie. Each of them let out a muffled moan, as the aphrodisiac in the air began to take its toll on the two mares.

“What have you done to Fluttershy, fiend?” Vinyl demanded moments after regaining her composure.

“What are you saying Vinyl? I am Fluttershy. I just wanted to change my look a bit. Don’t say you don’t like it, I dressed up specially for you girls!”

Fluttershy continued her pursuit of the mares’ bodies, this time placing her latexed hooves onto the tips of their vaginas and moving them in rhythm, ever so slightly.

Her captives could only squirm in response, the experienced touch arousing their roped up bodies with ease, clouding their resolve in a mist of pleasure and forbidden ideas. Susceptibility to suggestion was becoming an issue, each calculated stroke of the gloved hooves at a time.

“I know you two can feel it. The draw, the sweet temptation of darkness that now is entering your minds, taking over your thoughts. Liberating you from guilt, responsibility, and the need to help others as well.”

“Stop it please…” was the only thing Vinyl could muster as her body was betraying her, a cold presence beginning to rush over her spine.

She looked over only to see an empty look coming from Pinkie Pie, her mind already prepared for the transformation.
Then as the chants intensified and the demon inside Fluttershy noticed the preparations for Pinkie’s induction were done, she focused on the pink mare slowly, leaving the panting Vinyl alone, with precious moments to regain what was left of her composure.

One of the servants untied Pinkie Pie but the pink mare only sat there, content with her new fate.

“So wonderful of you to see the right path Pinkie Pie. Now I can show your friend what she is missing.”

A servant moved quickly attaching a large black strap on onto his mistress, allowing her to attack the last few remains of Pinkie Pie’s free will.

Fluttershy penetrated Pinkie’s vagina with deadly accuracy and unbelievable strength, increasing her rhythm one devastating thrust at a time.

Pinkie began to salivate and scream in delight, her mind only allowed to use its most basic and animalistic functions of pleasure and lust.

Vinyl turned her head away in disgust, hoping to reduce her own arousal from before, but the screams were echoing in the hall, overshadowing the chants with ease. Each new one was louder and filled with desire for more than the last one. Even the mares in the bushes had a hard time ignoring the intense sexual pleasure Pinkie Pie was emitting from her screams and moans.

The scene continued on, as Pinkie even turned around and stood on her hooves, allowing the strap-on to be pushed in even further, and harder. The orgasm that Pinkie felt was heard far beyond the bushes where the rest of the group was, and it signaled the beginning of the Initiation for the pink mare.

The ability to talk came back to Pinkie, but her words of ”Thank You mistress…” only deepened the agony of both Vinyl and the mares outside.

“Wonderful, now we can begin. Repeat after me…”

Thick black goo was now oozing its way around the floor, stopping in front of the pink mare, forming a circle, and then a
spiral that was moving to her body.

“My days are over, left is only night …”

Pinkie Pie repeated her mistress's silky voice, and the goo began to slither its way around the pink mares body, leaving a black taint on her pink fur as it went.

“I succumb to your might…”

Each word moved the goo closer to the open mouth and more of the substance was now covering the body, as only the shoulders and head were now free from the dark grasp.

“For you shall set me free…”

The head was now covered too, only the mouth left, and with the last part Pinkie said even that was now engulfed in the pitch black of the goo.

“As now darkness is me.”

The ball of black goo squirmed for a long minute, muffled groans and giggles emerging from it and then suddenly it fell away, revealing a new pony in Pinkie’s place.

Black fur, cat-like irises, fanged teeth, and even a tail that was now like that of an imp and not a pony. Only the cutie mark and the glossy pink mane remained of the jolly party-loving mare.

“Thank you mistress for setting me free. Allow me to return the favor.” The dark being said with a bow.

“Please do, this body is in need of some darkness.”

Fluttershy flexed her neck and the black Pinkie Pie bit with her fangs, causing a dark substance to begin entering the Pegasus' body. A black aura enveloped her and with a bang she grew in stature, becoming as tall as Celestia or worse, Nightmare Moon.

“Luna, what just happened?!” Twilight whispered as loud as one can and call it whisper.

“…Phase one.”

“Oh no, you mean Fluttershy is becoming Nightmare Moon?”

“Yes, the ritual of Betrayal. The darkness can invade anypony but in order for it to consume you the mare must be betrayed by her dearest friends. If enough of them infect her like I was, we will have an entity to fight and no elements to fight them with.”

“What do we do, if Vinyl becomes a…”

“… a Shadow…” Rarity interjected.

“… then only two more are needed to finish the ritual.”

“So, what do we do?” Twilight asked.

Luna looked at Rarity, and nodded nervously.

“Come on Applejack, our job is over here.”

As Rarity ran out of the bush Applejack followed, leaving the two mares alone in the bush.

“Twilight, you will have to ear this horn-ring for my plan to work.”

Luna, still using the Hammer Toss disguise, pulled out a silver horn-ring of her saddlebag, and gave it to Twilight.

“What does it do?”

“ I can’t tell you. You have to just trust me.”

“…Alright.”

Twilight put the ring on, but nothing seemed to happen.

“What now?”

“See if there are guards outside.”

“Sure.”

Twilight peeked out, but a devastating knock to the head made her lose her consciousness.

“Hammer Toss always was a great bucking pony…”

Author's Note

And after a month of writing one part at a time, we are finally done with this chapter. Next time, we get to see the Luna's cunning plan unfold!

15. A Proposistion

Twilight regained her consciousness amid the same chant she heard before, but this time they were louder, closer. As her vision came back, she knew the reason. In front of her was Nightmare Fluttershy, sitting on her throne, with two black mares at each of her sides. One was pink-maned, grinning with devious intent, while the other had dark blue shades on, sitting as well, her face expressionless and fear provoking.

“No, they got you too Vinyl…” Twilight said, noticing chains on her hooves.

“Amazing Luna, she really is not a mannequin. You may continue with your proposal.”

“Thank you, my love.”

Twilight turned around to her right, and saw Luna, in her real body, standing proud and with a flirting look to Nightmare Fluttershy.

“Luna, what are you doing? Let me go, we can fight her!”

Twilight tried to use her magic, but all her efforts are were in vain. The realization hit her like a ton of bricks. The ring inhibited her magic.

“Luna, how could you!? I thought you were our friend!”

“So narrow-minded, all I need is useful ponies around me. And if they stop being useful, I find ways to make them useful again, like you.”

Twilight couldn’t believe what she was hearing, yet Luna’s voice; her demeanor seemed genuine and above all menacing.

“You can clearly see, I am a much better host for you then that little pegasi. I am an alicorn, a princess, and above all, your true calling.”

Twilight’s mind tried to make sense of it all, but only one logical conclusion came to her – betrayal, from a friend, perhaps even more. The one mare who knew her deepest desires, shared her most lustful moments with and the same mare that saved her and was saved. She was now the one who made her look like a gullible fool, a stupid little filly who can’t see a thieving, worthless piece of an alicorn.

Hate, true hate began to rise from her. Was it the air in the room; was it the sight in front of her? She didn’t know, or care. The calculative, the ever fair and just Twilight Sparkle was foaming from her mouth and grinding her teeth, while hot tears flew down her face.

“You bucking piece of Changeling excrement! How could I be so blind to not see, that you never changed. You are still that spoilt little brat who couldn’t take it the ponies like the day more. If I have to die to get revenge, I will take you with me! This will n….”

Luna gently came up to Twilight, her magic wrapping up Twilight’s mouth with ease. She then placed her tongue on her face and licked of the pouring tears, much to the delight of Nightmare Fluttershy and her two peons.

“It’s been a while since I did this… how I missed being evil. It’s a shame I can’t complete the ritual, since I am no longer with you.”

Luna’s focus turned to the throne, where now both Pinkie Pie and Vinyl were trying to make their mistress orgasm, working the mouth and the wet vagina.

The scene continued for a minute or two, the chants relentlessly continuing, and Twilight now crying like a river, realizing besides her rage, she had little to offer to turn the tide of this situation. With a strong moan, the main mare in the room was satisfied, coating her two black mares in her juices.

“That was nice, but you remember it too now. You had that feeling constantly with me. The nights were darker, the peons I created were better…”

“Hey!” Pinkie’s new, somewhat deeper voice interrupted Luna’s monologue.

“Silence, Pinkie!” Fluttershy hissed, enjoying how Luna was selling her soul to her.

“Sorry mistress…”

“All I want is for us to be together again, bring darkness to Equestria, like we once did. You smell the hate this pony is offering me. You know she as our prime peon will turn the tide in our favour. Come back to me, so we can rule again.”

A small whirlwind began to engulf Fluttershy, and the black aura began to exit her body and those of Pinkie Pie and Vinyl, until it fused with the whirlwind, creating a dark mist in front of Luna.

“So, ready to be Nightmare Moon again?”

A sly smile came upon Luna’s lips as Twilight looked helplessly on, resigned to her fate as the key to the end of Equestria as she knew and loved.

“Maybe in another thousand years. Now!”

After crashing through the window with great speed, Rarity yelled: “Illuminate!” creating a beam of light and projected it at the towering black tornado that now stood in the middle of the room.

The darkness began to scream in pain, the light piercing it in multiple places, as it bounced off the glass windows and even the smaller pieces of the broken one. Luna engulfed Twilight’s horn, taking the ring off, making Twilight squeal as both her magic was let free, and the fact Luna accidentally licked the surface of it as well.
“Help her Twilight, come on!” Luna screamed as Rarity’s magic began to weaken, and the light diminishing in the crowded city hall.

The mixture of hate, rage, confusion with a dash of pleasure took hold of Twilight’s mind, and she worked on instincts alone, not controlling her magical energy. She screamed, creating a large beam of light with a purple hue. The beam hit the towering behemoth dead on, destroying it in one big swoop. The airwave released from the power of magic that Twilight produced knocked everypony to the walls of the hall, knocking them unconscious.

It took a while for the dust to settle and for the ponies inside the hall to regain their consciousness and their stability. With a groan of pain and exhaustion, Twilight too came back to her senses, only to see all of her friends back to their former selves, or it seem that way at least. Carefully, she nudged her muzzle onto Pinkies, and the mare giggled in response.

“That tickles… oh Twilight, you did it! You saved us! Thank you, thank you, thank you!”

Pinkie Pies grateful hug was met a dose of panic from Twilight, as the intensity of it nearly suffocated her. Luckily for her, the grip loosened, and it only left Twilight’s mane a ruffled mess.

She and Pinkie tended to the rest of them, and everypony, even the ones who were performing the chant, were out of their trance.

Upon seeing Luna, the town ponies bowed and apologized deeply to the Moon princess. They explained how during the celebration of her birthday, a dark fog entered the town, and that they were after that mere passenger in their own bodies, helpless to intervene, forced to look on as they were the catalyst to the darkness that had created Nightmare Moon.

“I understand and I forgive you, my dearest subjects. It was me who brought this abomination to Equestria, and I will see to it that it never rears its ugly head again!”

“Luna, didn’t we destroy it just now?” asked Twilight.

“No Twilight, we only weakened it. It will take a few years for it to recover, but we have to be ready for when the night comes and the darkness attempts to take over again.”

“And we will help you, your highness.” Rarity replied with conviction.

“I may not be a unicorn like you gals, but as long as I can run and help, I will!” Applejack chimed in.

“Well, we Sisters owe you anyway, so I’m in.” Vinyl said.

“It will be my honor Luna.” Twilight added.

“I wanna help too! Achoo!” Pinkie Pie said, only to sneeze, leaving the rest of the hall in shock and fear.

“What… what are you looking at?”

“Pinkie… is that still you?!” Vinyl asked, with a cautious stutter.

Pinkie Pie turned to one of the windows, only to see a black mare.

She was shiny, glistening in the hall lighting, her irises were cat-like, and her tail that of an imp.

“Wow, I look so cool! So badass! Prepare to serve me…hehehehee !” Pinkie giggled, easing everypony’s anxiety.

“That never happened before, and I regret to say I have seen many conversions by the darkness.” Luna admitted.

“Only one way to find out, we need to find my research kit. It should be in the hotel still.” Twilight suggested.

“Come on AJ, give Darkie a hug!” Pinkie Pie yelled, and grabbed hold of Applejack, much to her resentment.

Applejack’s struggle subdued quickly, as her brain turned to mush, her mind attacked by a vast amount of endorphins. The rest of the ponies looked on in shock, as the shiny black mare was turning Applejack into a drooling mess. As her hoof began to slide downward, Pinkie let go, unaware of what had happened.

“Applejack, are you okay?!” the rest rushed to her aid.

The orange cowmare rose to her feet once more, and stumbled a bit before regaining her composure.
“What the hay happened?! Last thing I know, Pinkie was hugging me… and then I can only remember warmth around my heart… Wait... why is my mouth so dry, and why are my legs so wet… Oh lordie, Pinkie Pie, what did you do?!”

“I don’t know, honest! I only hugged you for saving us!” Pinkie Pie replied honestly.

“This only means we need to investigate quicker, come on!” Twilight urged the rest to follow.

Vinyl produced a feather out of her satchel that was left here after they caught them, and forced Pinkie to sneeze again; turning her into the pink bundle of energy they all knew and loved.

“Well, now we know that works!” Vinyl exclaimed, her experiment a success.

They ran across the town, with Luna flying above the cheering crowd, freed from the dark influence that clouded their once gentle souls. And soon enough, they were indeed in the room, and Twilight was well under way with preparing her assortment of gadgets, vials and beakers.

“Now Pinkie, could you, well you know, sneeze?” Twilight pleaded.

Vinyl was quicker than Pinkie, and with the magic of her feather, made the pink pony sneeze, giving her again the devilish appearance from the hall. Twilight carefully took a saliva sample from Pinkie’s gums, avoiding her skin touching the shiny surface of her friend’s body.

She looked into the microscope with great concentration, while the rest, including the old Pinkie, watched on, and waiting on her analysis.

“Alright, I think I figured it out, for the most part. From what I gathered during the Pinkie Sense incident and the data I got from this mutation your cells have gone through, I think you will be fine, albeit with some side-effects. For the same reason you have the ability to sense danger, which I later concluded was due to the special property your cells have, and that is to store small amounts of magical energy. It seems after you became infected, and freed soon after, some of the residue of that black magic stayed in this membrane. As for the sneezing, well I can only theorize that it causes the membrane to vibrate, releasing the magic and switching the black magic and your usual cell structure, giving your body such an impish look. Your mind can’t be infected, as it needs more black magic then your membrane can handle, but certain abilities have carried over, such as pheromones that daze your “victims” and the shininess of the coat. All in all, we can count ourselves lucky, but should refrain from overusing your new ability just yet.”

“Common tongue Twilight, please.” Applejack retorted quickly.

“Pinkie is going to be okay, she might look like a devil, and touching her while in that form might give you devilish ideas, but she is still Pinkie Pie, and will not try to kill us or conquer us.”

“Yay, hear that Vinyl? I am no meanie!” Pinkie Pie exclaimed, and began to jump up franticly, all the while holding Vinyl’s hooves for balance.

“Is it just me, or does it seem nopony will come back from this rescue mission as they left?” pondered Applejack, to which Rarity nodded in agreement, sighing deeply.

As Pinkie Pie continued her onslaught of hugging and squeezing poor old Vinyl, the mares enjoyed one of the quieter moments in their quest to rescue Dash, defeat Chrysalis, and put an end to the curses Discord has bestowed on the pony race all those years ago.

The town was now behind the pack, and Luna and Twilight enjoyed a quiet conversation, as the final hurdle of their grueling ordeal approached fast - the Mirage Forest. Twilight had only read about this part of Equestria. It was vast, mostly unexplored, and above all, extremely dangerous to traverse.

“We will set up camp here, and take on the forest in the morning.”

Twilight decided, taking charge, despite the fact a princess was among them. Luna could only muster a proud smile. Even though she was Celestia’s student, seeing Twilight maturing from a sheltered young unicorn into a mature and deep individual was quite a remarkable transformation, even with physical ones that occurred in the last month or so. Given the amount of resistance, and the mental challenge that awaited them, this new Twilight was the best chance they had, because even though Bass was subdued for most of the trip, the sight of Dash would surely reawaken the demon inside.

Author's Note

Well this took longer then hoped. My usual editor has more obligations this summer, so I had to ask my friend Kinky Rainbow Dash (http://www.f-list.net/c/kinky%20rainbow%20dash) to do the editorial for me. Do check her out (and I mean check out ;) ). As for the story, we are nearing the big confrontation. The big questions are still unanswered, but the journey is about getting there, so we are going to see how the mares traverse this mystical forest as well.

16. Alliance

It took the group a whole day to even reach the half of the Mirage Forest, but with the dense foliage, the amount of potential threats that lurked in the dark of this forgotten place, and with the night closing in, it was understandable.
“We need to find shelter; it seems rain is coming in from the west.” Said Fluttershy, after conversing with one of the smaller birds from the forest.

The rest of the group nodded in agreement, and after a usual squeak from Pinkie Pie and intense pointing, they saw what she did; it was a cave, and seemingly empty. They cautiously went into the foreboding darkness that engulfed the inside of the cave. Luckily, the unicorns and Luna used their magic to illuminate the damp inside of it.

“It seems clear. We should set up camp over there, on that ledge, in case of critters.” Luna suggested, and the mares followed on her suggestion.

Applejack and Vinyl set up the tents, while Twilight and Rarity made a fire, after making sure the smoke was going out of course. Pinkie and Fluttershy were busy preparing the provision to cook, as a hot vegetable soup can do wonders for the morale, in face of such peril. Luna was busy studying the map the pegasi had provided her, with details of the hive they were about to storm. Her gaze was looking to the exit of the cave, as the tall hive structure could be seen in the distance, a day’s walk or less.

The princess felt sudden warmth next to her, and a quick glance confirmed it was the purple unicorn whose curse got them here in the first place.

“We have set up camp, and the soup is coming along nicely. Would you like to join us?” she said.

“In a moment, I am still contemplating the way of our attack. I think an assault from the east wing would be the best option, provided the diversion goes well.”

“What diversion?”

“All in due time. Listen Twilight, I know we, the others, have not seen or heard Bass coming out of you, but during that rage speech you had at the town hall, I felt her.”

“I hear her Luna, every second, and her voice keeps getting stronger. I pray that nothing is going on, so you do not lose focus on saving Dash. It was my perverted mind that got her in this mess; I can’t let it help Chrysalis in any form or fashion. That is why I have been keeping myself from falling into real sleep these last few days.”

“I understand your decision, but bottling you emotions and parts of your mind is what got you in this mess, well that and being too nosy. I know you will not agree, but the only way you can stand a chance against a changeling queen full on affection and love is by using your curse to your advantage, and that means on mending fences with Bass.”

“But she is pure evil Luna! You said that she is the embodiment of the curse, and this whole quest is to also stop it from taking me over completely, so I don’t become some power hungry overlord with an almost endless magical pool.”

“Twilight, look over there, who do you see?”

“Well Rarity and Vinyl, and they seem to argue over the tent placement.”

“Yes, indeed they do. But think about it, if it were true, and the only way the curse can end is becoming evil, then both Rarity and Vinyl would have been vain or thrill seeking to the extreme. Instead, their personality is now in its true form, as they understood that the curse was only using their deepest secrets against them…”

“But when they admitted to them, and embraced them the curse had no effect!” Twilight ended Luna’s idea with a big grin on her face.

“The only way you can do that is if you talk to her face to face, and are honest. Otherwise the evil in Discord’s spell will consume you whole, and this distorted image of your desires will rule over all.”

“Very well, I will try my best.”

A sneeze, and the quick reaction of everybody to not touch the devilish form of Pinkie, who laughed at her joke broke the silence that had taken hold over Luna and Twilight.

“Oh come on, it’s “Hug an imp” day!” Pinkie yelled, to which the group responded with unanimous laughter.

The dinner was wonderful, as Fluttershy and Applejack showed their culinary prowess, although the lack of variety in Applejack’s cooking left ponies who have not a fondness for apples wanting for more.
The mares went to sleep soon after, with one in particular trying to find an ally in the hardest of places.

“Bass… are you here?” said Twilight, as she entered a white void inside her mind.

“Yes, I am here. So you finally stepped up to see who gets to control this body.” Bass replied, and materialized in front of Twilight, smiling coyly.

“No, I am here to correct my mistakes.” Twilight replied with guilt in her voice.

“Mistakes?” Bass said with visible confusion in her voice, struck back by the sudden humility of her nemesis.

“Yes, as I have understood that fighting you is like trying to defeat my own shadow. If Dash is to be safe, we must fight together.”

“What is this corny junk you are trying to sell? Well, if you won’t fight, I will!”

Bass jumped up, and was about to strike her fore hooves onto Twilight’s head, but an unknown force stopped her in midair, leaving the white unicorn perplexed and in shock. Something was holding her back, something powerful and it was not Twilight.

“What is this? What have you done?”

“You can only defeat me if I see you as my enemy, as a cursed entity born out of some chaotic creatures sick mind. But if I see you as you really are, a fragment of a shy pony who has needs and seeks the thrill of some forbidden fruit, begging for its stupid host to take a chance for once, and not be the boring calculative idiot she really is.” Twilight said, a small tear in her eye from admitting the harsh truth she was carrying in her.

“That is the stupidest thing I have ever heard! Let me go and I will prove it to you!”

“Okay.”

“Okay?” Bass replied in confusion as the magical grip lessened, gracefully letting Bass drop on the floor.

“You must have hit your head or something since the last time we talked, now prepare for…”

Bass’s yelling was interrupted by a forceful kiss coming from Twilight, wet and full of repressed desire. Sure, she kissed Dash the same way, but only as Bass. Here she was Twilight, the shy pony, who for the first time, just tried to wing it, like her dream pegasi.

Bass was busy trying to comprehend what had just happened, but her tongue was going rogue, and beginning to dance with Twilight’s, desperate to get in on the wonderful love that was coming from it.

Soon Twilight went in deeper, plunging her hoof into the exposed folds Bass was trying to hide. A squirm and a groan were signs that Bass was losing her will to fight, and gaining her will to make hot and intense love with her host.

“Now… for… some… bonding. ” Twilight said between love bites on Bass’s neck.

She gracefully turned around the stretched mare, and plunged her nuzzle into the moist treasure of her alter ego. Bass obliged, as the darkness that had created her was losing grip, and leaving the projection of Twilight’s desires to work on her own. Both she and Twilight wanted to make the other feel good. It made sense to her, after all she and Twilight are the same. One was timid and polite, the other outgoing and brash, but they were the same pony. And that pony wanted to have the best sex of her life.

A soft bed arose from the bottom, hugging the pair. It was their Dreamscape and by Luna, they were going to use it.
“Time to up the ante!” Bass commanded, and quickly formed a pair of latex socks around Twilight, and a whip near her.

“What’s this supposed to mean?!” Twilight asked, perplexed how Bass was not eating her out.

“Well I have been a bad mare, and I want my timid self to punish me… it’s not you like don’t want to. I know you Twilight, remember?”

“You arrogant, cocky self-centered ass… Come here!” Twilight said in fumes, but a slutty voice rose soon after. Bass knew her almost too well.

A session of whipping ensued, as Bass’s moans and cries melded one in the other and echoed against the walls of the Dreamscape. It was music to Twilight’s ears. She was the teacher, and Bass the misbehaving student. Things could not get any better, and Twilight laughed manically, akin to how Bass had before she realized the truth that she was merely looking at a mirror every time she saw Bass.
Bass behind was slightly red once the session was finished, and both mares were out of breath.

“That was amazing; you have a knack for being the disciplinary committee Twilight.” Bass admitted; the evil and desire in her to defeat Twilight evaporating with each passing moment.

“I wish to do one more thing before this dream ends.” Twilight said, a faint purple glow around her horn forming, as she came off the bed, and stood on her four hooves under the sitting Bass, her sore behind in a mold of cooling gel.

“What are you…oh, oh my.” Bass retorted, only to be stopped by the sheer size of the dildo Twilight had stuck on her horn.
Bass instinctively spread her hind legs, and welcomed the hornjob of her life. Twilight hammered right away, and Bass did little to protest. Each thrust was with meaning and seemingly on the edge of pain. Twilight was hitting Bass with one endorphin rush after the next, making the pleasure all-encompassing. Bass was yelling Twilight’s name in approval, begging for this moment to never go. The rhythm quickened, and the pace of the throbbing inside her was too much for Bass to handle. Her horn was becoming black at the tip, and a large black orb formed soon after. With each passing moment that the white unicorn was reaching her orgasm, so did the orb increase in size.

Then, with one big dominant and commanding insertion of the purple dildo, Bass orgasmed. Her scream was animalistic and magical, bringing the cum-faced Twilight to large kinky grin. The orb of darkness blew up into nothingness, and Bass collapsed into the bed, only the slight tingle of her buttocks keeping her from going into a blissful sleep.

A few minutes later, the white unicorn awoke to a gently smiling Twilight.

“It’s gone! Gone! The pain is gone!” Bass screamed, tears of joy running down her snout

“Need air…” Twilight begged, the stranglehold of Bass’s hug crushing her only air supply.

“Sorry Twi, but I finally feel at peace. I’m sorry for doing those horrible things to you! I would never hurt me… oh Luna, Dash!” Bass kept on yelling, her tears becoming those of sorrow and regret.

“It’s okay, I forgive you. If I had been more open to you and understood sooner that you are me, I would have prevented this from happening. But I know that this curse can be used as a blessing. I… we need to save Dash, and to do this we need to work together.”

“I understand. I feel the same love for Dash as you, and I want to save her. I would give everything to save her.”

“You only have to begin believing in me.”

“Very well.”
Bass kissed Twilight the same way her purple friend did, and the Dreamscape began to collapse.

“Oh no, Bass is waking up!” Pinkie Pie jelled as the rest of the mares went into a defensive stance.

“What are talking about?” Twilight replied.

“Twilight… is that you? For real?” Rarity asked, and Twilight looked at herself.

A familiar white mare coat greeted her, and she smiled.

“Yes, it is me. Bass and I have made peace.”

A unanimous cheer, leaded by the pink mare followed suit and a big hug from everypony, including Luna as well.
The group packed up their belongings soon after, and went into the final part of the forest, right before exit that leads to the Hive. The only thing that was preventing them from advancing was a large bolder that was blocking them. As Luna was about to use her magic, Twilight stopped the moon princess.

“No need Luna, I got this.”

A purple glow formed around the front hooves of Twilight, and she rose on her hind legs. With a strong scream and a forceful punch, the huge boulder split in half. As the others looked in shock, Twilight turned around with a cheesy grin.

“Woah…” Vinyl could only muster, her glasses slipping downward, as she shared the look of disbelief.

“What was that?!”

“Way of making me proud kiddo.” Bass commented to Twilight, still enjoying the comfort of her mind.

“Twilight has finally mastered the powers of the curse with accepting Bass, and with her magic helping her; we may stand a chance against Chrysalis.” Luna explained, as Twilight continued to smile boastfully.

“Say Twilight, why are you still in that white coat anyway?” Vinyl asked her friend.

“I always found your look cool; I never thought I could pull it off, but here we are!” Twilight replied, and passed through the rubble, followed by the rest of the mares.

In the distance the Hive was standing, a deep green glow emitting from its many windows. If the mares listened carefully, they could hear a familiar laugh, dark and foreboding.

Author's Note

And the cards are set, and we ready to go into the final stretch. Bass and Twi are now together, in the true way. Next up, diversion time!
Editing by Barnabi, thank you good sir! http://www.fimfiction.net/user/Barnabi

17. Just an Earth Pony?

The Mirage Forest ended in a clearing, dominated by a towering green Hive, with those characteristic holes penetrating it on all sides. Its green glow gave the group chills, and even Pinkie had to acknowledge the seriousness of the situation, as well as the importance of a plan.

“As you can see, the only way by hoof is trough the gate. Now, we could fly in from our position, but with the guards on the sides of the wall, that would not only ruin our advantage of surprise, but also probably make them shoot us down. So we need to make a fake frontal attack, and for that we need a pony willing to use Maple’s syrup.” Luna explained as the ponies huddled in a circle just on the last edge of the forest.

“One pony? Are you sure this syrup is that powerful? There must be a better way than just sacrifice one of us and hope they survive long enough to kick that cheese graters’s flank.” Vinyl protested, obvious concern in her voice.

“The syrup itself does not give strength, but more durability. And I think we know who could take on such a task.” Luna responded, her eyes fixed on Applejack.

The Apple family protege nodded sternly, even though inwardly she was buzzing. What was that thing going to do to her? And even if it did help, a whole battalion of changelings?

“I’ll do it. Everypony else has given something to the cause, and now it’s my turn as well. Not much I can do as a Earth pony anyway.” she said and grabbed the syrup, chugging it like some premium cider.

“You were supposed to take it one spoon at a time...” Luna mumbled, her face almost white from shock.

“Well buck.” Applejack could only respond, her skin beginning to feel almost liquid. A shine covered her, from her ears to her hooves. But what brought the crew to scream was not that she seemed to become like Maple, but rather the fact she was melting.

“Help me Luna! Twi!” Applejack pleaded as the rest screamed, while Luna came closer to her,

“Whatever happens, don’t lose focus. Remember who you are, and why are you doing this.” The moon princess replied.

And in a few quick strides, much to the horror of the group, Applejack was nothing more that an orange glistening puddle of a once proud Earth pony.

The dazed farmmare rose to her hooves. Nothingness greeted her, a vast gray field that ran into oblivion. Faint laughter began to creep from behind, and as soon as Applejack would turn, it would vanish.

“You can hear them, can’t you?” a voice came from the front this time, and Applejack turned once more.

In front of her was a familiar face. Her mane was crimson, her skin was brown. More importantly, this mare was glistening as she were made out of liquid. It was Maple, Luna’s friend and the one who gave them this strange concoction.

“What is happening, Maple? Where am I?” Applejack inquired, nervous and very tired all of a sudden.

“We are in a nightmare. My nightmare, and yours.” she said coldly, and pointed behind Applejack, the laughter now louder and closer.

Applejack began to feel like her head was on swivel, but this time she actually saw the source of the laugh. It were three enormous unicorns, black and menacing.

“Oh look my brethren, another Dirter.”

The slur struck deep into Applejack’s rage. It was a relic, a forbidden derogatory term old obsessed unicorns would use for earth ponies.

”Listen here you stuck up imbecile..:” Applejack began to trot towards the unicorn, even though the shadowy group was twice her size each.

“Oh this one thinks it knows better. Allow me to show you your place. In the dirt!” the leader of this hooligan pack replied, and used his magic to throw Applejack.

She quickly rose up, and began to confront them, with Maple looking on with worry.

“A fighter? Good, it makes more fun for you to bow before your superior that way.”

The group cast their own magic, each of them grabbing one of her appendages, only to begin pulling. The pain was instantaneous and excruciating, as each of her front and hind legs were being pulled out of their sockets, and the ligaments were on the verge of snapping like grass. She screamed in pain, begging for Maple to help. The mare could not, and Applejack understood this was her fight, her nightmare. It took all of her own natural strength to keep the unicorns from tearing her apart.

“Now bow, you Dirter, or die in your defiance!” the leader screamed as his voice echoed in the ether.

Applejack thought about it. It would make the pain go away, it would make her safe... Safe as a slave. A lesser creature. She knew that was a lie, a lie that she could not let stand, nor live in. Earth ponies were and still are worthy of being brethren to pegasi and unicorns. She held onto her pride, her knowledge, and her friends. The pull of her legs began to reach new heights. The unicorns began to use more magic, but it was no use. In a primal scream, she pulled the dark unicorns towards her, and they vanished as they crashed into her.

Only after a few moments did Applejack regain her bearings, Maple hugging her.

“You did good, I am proud of you.” she said calmly as she kissed Applejack on the cheek.

“My legs, they’re shot. I won’t be able to help my friends!” she cried, both in pain and despair.

”Don’t worry about that. Now that you have regained your assurance in what you are, you’ll do just fine.” Maple comforted her friend, and began to coat her.

Applejack’s shock was subdued, as she trusted Maple completely. The pain was going away, and as she covered her head, Maple whispered one more thing to her fellow earth pony.

“Make us proud.”

“You stuck up, no good piece of monarchy!” Fluttershy scolded, and even threw a slap to Luna, which she gladly took.

“I see your time as a Nightmare has given you a shorter fuse.” she replied coyly, the red cheek clashing with her usually black fur, as the rest of the mares were still wondering what just happened to their beloved friend.

“You are lucky I am not strong enough to beat you up. How could you let her kill herself like that?!” Fluttershy screamed through the oncoming tears.

“Dead? No, she is not dead!” Luna replied furiously.

“She is a puddle, you sad excuse for an alicorn!” Fluttershy replied, growling like a Cerberus by now.

“Trust me on this. If I am certain of one thing , that is that Applejack will be with us very soon.” Luna assured the group, hugging the trembling Fluttershy with her large wing.

And indeed, as Luna finished those words, the floating hat began to rise, and a familiar, albeit very slippery head began to emerge. It was as if Applejack was exiting a pool, and soon enough her neck appeared, and torso, with the hooves sucking up rest of the puddle, leaving them with a flowing orange pony, much to the groups bewilderment, and joy. A strong scream left Applejack’s mouth as she solidified, her eyes opening again, they too now made from the rubbery substance.

The other mares quickly jumped to hug their friend, with Luna smiling behind them.

“You smell rubbery, darling. Not that I would know of course.” Rarity noticed, and then quickly proceeded to blush at her comment.

“I am fine, Rarity. I managed to pull trough, and all thanks to you.” Applejack replied calmly.

“What are you talking about?” Twilight asked, intrigued by Applejack.

“Well once I... melted, my old fear came back. A fear I have because deep down I felt I am not good enough, that you all secretly think less of me because I am an earth pony. I know it’s silly, but up to now I simply ignored it. Now I know that not only I am worthy, but I feel that you indeed love me not despite what I am, but because I am.” Applejack explained, leaving Twilight stunned.

“Darling, we never dared to think less of you, Pinkie, Applebloom our any of our other earth pony friends. Each and every one of you is like a snowflake. A very sturdy snowflake, but a snowflake at that.” Rarity hugged her friend, only to shiver and blush.

“I envy you so much right now.” she whispered to Applejack, leaving her confused, but only for a second.

“So that fitting for that special outfit... There was no client, was there?” Applejack whispered back, and chuckled.

“There was, you were only looking at her at the time.” Rarity teased, her eyes going from friend hug into bed territory.

“Oh, I need to be at more of these fittings...” Applejack trailed off, the rubber blushing under her eyes.

“Ladies, as much as we like that you are so close to each other, we have the issue of a power mad lunatic holding Dash. Although, I must ask Maple the specifics of it, once we destroy Chrysalis’s plan, of course.” Twilight mumbled, making a mental note.

“So, do you feel any stronger?” Pinkie asked, poking Applejack and making her torso bounce like jello.

“Not really. Luna, what did this actually provide us besides the fact I can cross the moat now without becoming a puddle of pony?” Applejack inquired, eager to know more and how she can help her friend in need.

“Allow me to demonstrate. Applejack, please grab onto those two trees and don’t let go, whatever happens.” Luna instructed, and Applejack nodded in agreement.

The earth pony grabbed the two sturdy trees, only for Luna to grab her hind legs with vigor and pull, stretching her body to unreal lengths. As the others watched, gobsmacked, she let go. The force of the stretch propelled Applejack’s behind towards her head, only to wiz pass it and into a tree in front of her. The force of the impact split the large tree in two and knocked several of them down just for good measure.

“That was amazing! Do it again, but this time smile for the camera!” Pinkie screamed, holding a Ponyroid camera that she got from Twilight for her birthday.

Applejack’s torso wobbled back and forth a bit before she managed to control it and regain her usual stature.

“Wow Luna, that was some ride. So you are telling me that I don’t just look like being made from rubber, that I actually am rubber now?” Applejack asked, as she put her hat back on.

“Yes Applejack, you are now 100 percent a rubber pony, as my friend Maple is. You are now more durable than most creatures in Equestria. Be careful around heat though, the results are very detrimental to our plan.” Luna explained, her hooves making waves as she got to the heat part.

“Well, what are we waiting for, let’s kick some changeling butt!” Applejack exclaimed, as the group trotted forward.

“After you, cowmare.” Rarity said, slapping Applejack’s wobbling behind, making her blush.

Author's Note

And we are back from the depths of Hiatus Hell! Two more chapters my readers, and our adventures is at an end.

1. Feel The Power

Night descended upon Ponyville. A thick fog was scheduled, and the Weather Pony Division delivered. Most of the ponies were not in town, but in Manehattan, on The Celestia Parade that was held in the big town. It was a big event, and the mayor organized the trip with the princess as the major contributor, both financially and logistically, providing food and a place for the whole village to stay in the hotels in the city. It was the least she could do, after Ponyville was ravaged by disasters of Discord, The Manticore and even a super-charged Trixie.

Only one house had lights, seemingly coming from a candle, and it was none other than the town library. Twilight Sparkle, the town librarian, and more importantly, The Element of Magic and Celestia’s favorite pupil, stayed home. The purple pony stayed behind, explaining that she needed to study on the subject of this parade first, and that she would catch up to the others then. After all, the real festivities were only to begin tomorrow, and Twilight could still make it, if she studied tonight. It seemed silly to the others, but none of her friends even attempted to persuade her to go with them in the morning. Nobody can stop Twilight when she wants to study, and the girls knew that.

“Now where is that chronological review of all the Parades dating to 1434. to…” the purple pony mumbled, as a sound pierced her eardrums. It sounded like music was being played, right next door.

“That is impossible! Everyone is gone to the parade! Unless, Vinyl Scratch!” she fumed. If this continues through the night, she would never finish her studies.

As Twilight left her house, and the bass intensified in both volume and quality of the sound, she remembered the night the white DJ moved in with her best friend, Octavia, right next door.

Twilight and Octavia got along almost instantly. Octavia was amazed at the knowledge about classical music The Element of Magic possessed, and that they shared the same taste in music. Her relationship with Vinyl took some time to blossom. She didn’ t understand her admiration for heavy bass, “drops” as the white pony called it, but she enjoyed her enthusiasm. She even had to admit, every once in a while, as Vinyl practiced each Sunday, a song would come up that Twilight enjoyed. That is why she recommended her to Princess Candace to be her DJ at the wedding.

But tonight, she need peace and quit. She hoped that if she reasoned with her new friend, she would get the silence she required. But, as she neared her home, the bass became louder and louder, deafening everything around her.

“This is insane! How does she even hear anything after this is beyond me! But the beat is kinda awesome…” she thought, as her ears began to pulsate from the power of the sound waves.
Twilight opened the door of the house, and the force of sound wave pushed her back. She looked to Vinyl, but the mare seemed focused, to the point of trance. It was as if every beat ran through her and out. Twilight jelled her name a few times, but to no avail. She need to get to her, or at least to the power source of her equipment. To her dismay, the power outlet seemed to be behind Vinyl.
The music was now so loud, even her inner thoughts were deafened by it. But even worse, a feeling of numbness began to engulf her mind, and she felt an alien presence inside her sub-conience.

“What is this feeling...”

“Come closer. Feel the rhythm…”

“Who, who are you!?”

“I am just a friend. A friend who will teach you new tricks… Can you feel the draw of the music? It calls for you Twilight Sparkle.”

“Please, leave me alone…”

“Oh no honey. You've only tasted the sweet embrace of the Beat. It’s time to get the whole course!”

The new force pushed Twilight inside, and the horror was evident on her face. But with each passing meter she got closer and closer, her body fighting the force of the large speakers, and her own struggle to run away, so did the music began to sooth her into a sense of security, and sheer lust. She couldn't believe that she was getting aroused from music, but her body began to feel warm and so soft and welcoming.

“Never forget that feeling, you will yearn for it soon enough…”

“Please, I beg you, stop this!”

“Trust me Twi, this is for the best. Think of this as the first day of the rest of your life.”

As Twilight finally arrived right next to the largest speaker in the house, and stood on her hind legs, allowing her whole body to feel the power of The Beat, she yelled:

“Drop that motherbucking bass now!”

Her shout was so loud that it broke Vinyl from her trance, and the DJ saw in shock as her good friend surrendered to The Beat.

“No Twilight, stop!” she pleaded, and tried to turn the music of, but as she was reaching for the plug, the bass drop hit Twilight with full force.

Everything stopped around Twilight. She could even see the push of the sound wave trough the air. But what was even stranger to her, she could feel the energy of it, and it tasted sweet. She need more, much more. Then she noticed that her skin began to lose it’s color, and became white just like Vinyl’s. This continued up her body, right to the tip of her horn. Then, her eyes flashed, as their color changed to magenta. Finally, with a swoop of electrical power, her mane and tail became blue and cyan, just like DJ-Pon3’s.

Time soon began to speed up, and now the noise was no longer deafening. It was delicious; each sound blast fed her more and more.

The Beat soon stopped, as Vinyl got the plug. The new pony ran, with the speed of sound to her pult, grabbing her by the shoulders and jelled : “Why did you stop it?!”

“I am sorry Twilight, this was not supposed to happen. Nobody would be here in Ponyville. I am so sorry!” the DJ cried, as tears ran under her glasses.

“Twilight left the building, mare! The name is Bass Cannon!” the new pony replied, her voice seemingly similar to that of the librarian, but with more force, and even confidence.

“Now, could you return to the pult, please, or will I have to use force?”

“Sure, just let me go, and I will feed you.” Vinyl replied, as she realized that the deed was done. Twilight was no long her friend. She was her sister, and she needed food.

Tears were still dropping from her eyes, as the beat continued through the night, until finally, Bass Canon feel into a blissful sleep on the floor. Vinyl carried her to her house, and laid her into her bed.

“Sweet dreams Twi. I will try and to explain everything tomorrow, and hope that you will forgive me one day.” – Vinyl whispered, and went to bed as well, in the library itself.

Author's Note

A slow start, but I hope this will induce curiosity for you dear readers, as I try and make the conflict both inside Twilight, and her friends and her new Sisters.

2. Learning The Ropes

The night turned to day, and slowly the white fur became purple once again, and the hair regained its purple coloring, even down to the individual highlights in Twilight’s mane. She slowly opened her eyes. Her body was aching, but in a weird way it was more a numbness then actual severe pain. Her muscles were really sore, but she couldn’t remember why. All she remembers was going to Vinyl to complain, but the rest seemed like she was in the dark.

“Wow, that was some rush.”

A scream later, Vinyl entered the librarian’s bedroom.

“Twi, what happened? Are you O.K.?” the DJ asked, with real concern in her voice.

“I don’t know. I just woke up, I don’t remember a thing from last night and a voice, similar to mine began to talk to me, and…” she rambled, her voice hardly catching up to her mind's will to say how she felt.

“Shh, it’s alright. That is just... Bass Cannon, I believe?” Vinyl retorted, her hoof placed firmly on Twilight’s lips

“Yes, mam! I just dropped by!” the voice responded, with obvious attempt to stress the word “drop”.

“Oh great. Of all the ponies in Equestria, I find one that has the dirty pleasure of lame jokes.” Vinyl facehoofed.

“Wait, you can hear her too?!”

“Yes, Twi, I can, all the Sisters can. Now please follow me into the kitchen. I will explain, or at least try to everything over a
nice breakfast and some soothing cup of tea.” the DJ responded, and Twilight soon followed.

The kitchen was already set for a nice breakfast. Pancakes, with some syrup were stacked on two plates, and a glass of orange juice to really get the day going was right next to it.

“I hope you like sugar, because after last night, you'll need the energy.” Vinyl said, as the two mares sat down on their chairs.

“Now, all calmed down?”

“I…I guess. I feel like I want to jump out of my skin, but I guess I am as calm as I can be in this sort of situation.” Twilight said, visibly shaken by the whole ordeal.

“Okay, I'm guessing you want to know what happened last night. First of all, I want to tell you that I am sorry.”

“What for? I don’t remember a thing.”

“Oh yes you do, it’s just that your dream is in fact your memory.”

“That can’t be true, I mean I did dream I was at your house, but my fur was white and I was …”

“Dryhumping the speakers?”

“Yes, that too… Wait, what?! That actually happened?!” Twi said, as her face froze.

“Yes, Twilight Sparkle, that actually happened. And all the other stuff you said, you did in that “dream” actually did happen last night.”

The moment of silence was only broken by an occasional tweet from the birds that were nesting in the tree Twilight called home, and the sound of swallowing of both pancakes and, in Twilight’s case, saliva.

“Now then, as I said, I will try to explain. What can you tell me about the time Discord first appeared in Equestria, Twilight?”

After a second, the purple pony sprang back into action, her brain focusing only on the question at hand, hoping to avoid both the thought of last night and the voice inside her head. “Well, the records tell how Discord was the cause of the appearance of The Changlings, the curse on Queen Chrysalis, the Chaos he created…”

“Yes, but is there a record of how he cursed her, and when?”

“No, not that I know of.”

“Exactly. All the records were destroyed long ago. Except, for that of the spoken word.” the DJ paused

“That is impossible. If someone destroyed the records, we would know.”

“It’s quite easy to make things vanish when you are in charge.”

“Celestia?!”

“Luna, actually. But we are getting way ahead of ourselves. Now, the story goes like this; Queen Chrysalis was just a Princess back then, and she held a party in her honor. She was even getting married. But, Discord arrived, and, well, crashed the party, quite literary. As he stood in the rubble of the main hall, a thought came to him. Usually, those thoughts were pure nonsense, but in one rare moment of clarity, he had an truly evil idea. He would curse all the ponies with unique curses, and let them populate Equestria, and spread them like diseases. Luckily for our world, the roof killed most of the guests, so the curses died right there with them. Only two survived the wreckage; the Queen, and the castle bard. Those two curses are still known to those who need to know as The Changling Curse, and as The Beat. And last night, you became …”

“A Beatnik?” Bass Canon interrupted

“Or for the love of Luna! What I meant to say is a Sister.” Vinyl continued, visibly aggravated.

“Cursed?! But surely there must be a way to “uncurse” me. If I tell Celestia, then…”

“No! Not her, not anybody, unless I tell you to! We have a deal with Luna that cannot be broken, do you understand?” Vinyl replied, as she approached her Sister.

“What deal?”

“Well, let’s just say that technically, we are ponies as much as the Changlings in the eyes of our Sun Goddess. We are not supposed to be living in Equestria. Thankfully, Luna doesn’t agree with her sister on the whole agenda, so she protects us, but under some rules. We are her force against Chrysalis.”

Vinyl pulled a letter from her saddlebag, which was hung on the chair she was sitting, and gave it to Twilight.
It was old, and written in old Canterlot voice:

• No one shall know that you are one of Them but your Sisters.

• You answer to me and me only

• No pony shall be harmed by your powers

Princess Luna

“Wow… wait, what powers does she speak of?” Twilight inquired, as she now believed Vinyl completely.

“Well, we can run at the speed of sound. We can also see a Changling even if it is in disguise, and we can manipulate sound waves as well.”

“Really, you're not pulling my leg here?”

“Honest. Most of my equipment is for show, I usually do the scratching with my powers instead." Scratch smiled. It had been a while she was able to say that to someone.

“That all sounds, well believable. But about the voice in my head?”

“Ah yes. Well, the profession of the original curse bearer might be the reason it’s transmitted by music, but it’s nature is more devious. You see, what the curse does is, that it takes every last dirty pleasure, every secret you ever had. Even every lustful gaze upon somepony and creates your other self, if you will. In your case, Bass Cannon.”

“Wait, she is me, but isn’t? I am a little confused here Vinyl.”

“I know you are, but let me explain. After The Initiation you were subjected to, you will never be the same. Those who survive the first year, usually live their life normally, or as normally as they can.”

“What do you mean, those who survive?”

“Think about it Twi. You deepest darkest desires, everything you ever held back. What if somepony was suicidal, or had some weird thing for vore, or …”

“I get it, please stop!” Twi screamed, as she understood the gravity of this ordeal.

“And there is also the other aspect of the curse, The Hunger. Just like the Changlings need love to survive, so do we need to fill our mind with thrill. When you transform into Bass Canon, it usually means some of your fantasies have to fulfilled in order to transform back.”

“Transform, like last night? Will I always look like that when I change?”

“Why you, I am one sexy mare!” Bass pouted.

“Yes, all the sisters have white fur and a bluish colored mane, just like The Changelings have holes in their hooves. Blame Discord for that.”

“White fur… so are you now changed Vinyl? Or is that your new name?”

“Twi, turn around.” Vinyl responded calmly.

As she did, she saw that the mirror showed her, but she was Bass Cannon. Blue mane, magenta eyes, and a sexy flank to boot. But next too her was a pony with gray fur and brown mane, with regular glasses. She seemed kind of familiar, but Twilight couldn’t quite figure out why.

“Remember that optics shop in Canterlot, right next to The Magic Kindergarten, and the little filly that would sometime sit behind the counter as her dad went in the back?”

“Short Sight? Is that you?”

“It’s been so long since I heard that name.”

“ Why don’t you change back?”

“Well, I can’t. My fight ended long ago, and I both lost and won.”

“What do you mean? I might become Bass Cannon completely?”

“Yes, that is a possibility. After a year, you will have a choice, you either stay Twilight, become Bass Cannon, or you gain the ability to change at will. The thing is, if you deny yourself time as Bass, you will either die from starvation, or go insane like most of those who tried to deny themselves. If you lose yourself fully, well you end up as me. The thing is, can you walk the thin line?” Vinyl said, real concern in her voice.

“Tell me, is there any Short Sight left in there?”

“Yes, there always will be. My love for eyewear, my love for optics as well as my love for my parents remains the same. It’s too bad I never could tell them after it happened.”

As tears flew down the DJ’s eyes, Twilight hugged her Sister, comforting her. Only after the mare calmed down did Twilight broke the silence.

“Okay. Thank you for all of this information. But be realistic. What are the chances I will survive the first year?”

“As far as I know, there are ten Sisters in all of Equestria who are still alive, out of the thousand who get infected ever twenty five years or so. Five in Canterlot, two in Manehattan, and three here in Ponyville.

“Wow, those are really bad odds… Three, here?”

“Yes. We will talk to our Sister soon enough, but until the rest of town returns from the parade, why don’t I show you at least the positive effects of The Curse, while nopony can see us?”

“Might as well.”

The door opened, and the two Sisters went outside. Twilight knew she had an enormous task in front of her, but her mind was set on defeating this curse.

Author's Note

This one is a massive infodump, but I thought to get it out of the way quickly, before the others show up, and Twi's mind get's the better of her.