The Misadventures of Derpy's Boobs 2.5


                                            Twilight:

                                            >"Oh my gosh! This is so exciting! I don't think I've ever had a drink with both of you at the same time before!"

                                            >I had seen Derpy become ecstatic over plenty since I moved to Ponyville.  Muffins, word games, knock knock joke books…But I had never seen her this excited before. She was really wrapped up in the idea of the three of us having drinks together.

                                            >Meanwhile, I wasn’t sure what I was going to do with myself. Nothing calms me more than having a drink in hoof at a party. Without one I tend to feel really awkward and become fidgety.

                                            >I don’t think Derpy understands how literal the inscription under my eye is. I haven’t even had time to process it myself. Milk for the rest of my life? I don’t think I’ll be able to do this.

                                            >She pulled me through the party aimlessly until we spotted Fluttershy by the keg talking to Trixie. I was taken aback, what was Trixie doing here? Who did she bring? And why was she so late? I hadn’t seen her all night and NOW she decided to show? What an oddball.

                                            >Trixie had to be the pony I held the least respect for in all of Equestria. Mostly because she couldn’t hack it practicing normal magic and spends her time studying Scorpanic rituals.

                                            >Basically, it’s a field of study that revolves around the old writing of Scorpan before he left Equestria. Scorpanic magic wouldn’t be such a bad field of study if all the ponies who practiced it weren’t gloomy stuck ups who think they’re so cool because they practice a niche and  dangerous form of magic.

                                            >Trixie is an incredibly weak minded mare and her whole “I’ve changed” Routine was making me sick the more I heard about it.

                                            >Derpy beelined to Fluttershy and hugged her rump, attaching herself like a fly to honey.

                                            >“Fluttershy! I’m so sorry for being angry at you! It won’t happen again I promise!”

                                            >Fluttershy turned around and our eyes met. She raised an eyebrow in confusion glancing between Derpy I. I shrugged my shoulders and chuckled. “I delivered your friend.” I laughed

                                            >Derpy squeezed Fluttershy’s backside tightly and continued to plead. “Please forgive me! I know I haven’t been the pony you’re used to! But I really like you! You’re my best friend in the world! Please forgive me!”

                                            >Fluttershy smiled and tapped her friend on the head “It’s okay Muffins, I’m sorry too. I just don’t want to see you hurt yourself.”

                                            >“You’re the best friend a pony could ask for.” Derpy replied

                                            >Fluttershy smiled and ran her hooves through her friend's mane as they stared into each other's eyes. What a perfect ending to a busy day.

                                            >Seeing them so happy and staring  intensely into each other's eyes was reassuring, I avenged myself and even helped my friends find love. I was already writing the friendship letter in my head.

                                            >Dear Princess Celestia, sometimes we make mistakes, whether it’s with our best friends or with ponies we never gave a real chance. Everypony deserves friendship.”

                                            >"Ummm…Muffins. What happened to your dress?" Fluttershy asked

                                            >"Oh! Pinkie made some changes for me! Don't I look great?"

                                            >“I like it…But don’t you think it’s a little lewd?” She whispered

                                            >“Pinkie says lewd is sexy! And I wanted to be sexy for you!….B…Because T..Thats what friends do…” Derpy’s eyes wandered to the floor and she was starting to turn red.

                                            >Trixie snorted and rested her leg over Fluttershy’s shoulder “Isn’t Pinkie such a bad influence? Where is that little homewrecker anyways? I haven't seen her in a good spell." Trixie giggled

                                            >"I haven't seen her in a long while either…I hope she's okay." Derpy gulped

                                            >"I'm sure she's fine.” Trixie scoffed

                                            >“Is everypony enjoying their drinks?"

                                            >Fluttershy shook her head. "Not really, it actually tastes really bad."

                                            >"Yeah…I don't really like the taste.” Derpy added

                                            >"And what say you, Twilight? Does the beverage meet the standards of the mare from the silver spoon?”

                                            “No Trixie, It’s foul.” I said bluntly “I’ve never drank anything more wretched in my entire life.”

                                            Trixie squinted and leaned towards me “You got a little something on your face, Twilight.”

                                            >I shot my hoof over my cheek and covered the curse. Maybe this is what I could do with my hooves at parties instead of holding a glass. I could walk around like I have a terrible bee sting or a really bad case of acne.

                                            "Shut up Trixie." I spat “You don’t need to be so rude, pointing out other ponies flaws is a low blow, even for you.”

                                            >“For Luna’s sake, why do you have to make everything a lesson?” She grumbled. Using her magic, she tugged at the base of my tail. Instinctively I  jumped and grabbed it with both hooves.

                                            “Hey stop it!” I wailed

                                            >Trixie smiled and pointed to her cheek as I held onto my dock looking like a complete fool

                                            “I bet that's not the only thing you use your magic to tug.” I teased

                                            >“Come on Twilight! I’ve been keeping up my good behaviour and even been reading your dumb friendship letters Celestia’s been publishing in the papers. I know we have a rocky past but give me a chance.”

                                            >She leaned in close and read from my face the curse aloud.

                                            >“I promise I will only drink milk?”  She looked puzzled but then beamed with excitement “How scandalous and provocative! I absolutely love it! When did you get it?”

                                            "It's not a tattoo." I grumbled

                                            >“Well it sure looks like one."

                                            >I really didn’t want to go over this again, especially with Trixie of all ponies. “Not to be rude, but what exactly are you doing here? I thought you left town.”

                                            >“You know I can’t leave you Twilight.” She purred while resting her hoof around my shoulder. She fondled my chest fluff and spoke in a hushed and intimate tone. “Where I’m staying is none of your concern but never forget to keep an ear to the ground for me, because I’m always just a whisper away.”

                                            >Trixie pressed the tip of her hoof into my neck and slowly drove it from the bottom of my chin to the tuft of my chest repeatedly.

                                            >“Sometimes even closer.” She hummed.

                                            >I grabbed her hoof and shoved it into her chest

                                            >"You're very touchy tonight. No matter how much you flirt I’m not paying you. I know you’ll do anything to get that wagon back.” I jabbed

                                            >I don’t know why, but I never felt guilty for mocking Trixie, she went from boastful bully to a pathetic pony and I couldn’t help but feel like this fall from grace was karma. She was getting everything she deserved and the natural order was using me to keep her from getting a big head about herself again.

                                            >"I'm just getting warmed up! Don't you feel that? The electricity rushing through your body? The heat in your lungs? The itch between your legs?"

                                            "You're drunk."

                                            >"Not drunk Twilight, lustful. And soon you will be too."

                                            >She spun around and slithered to the keg

                                            >What the heck was she talking about?

                                            >Snatching two empty glasses off a nearby table and wrapping her legs around Fluttershy and Derpy’s neck she smiled from ear to ear and cheered “So, who wants a drink?”

                                            >Derpy raised a hoof. “I’ll have one! It tastes really gross but it makes me feel really tingly!”

                                            >Tingly?

                                            >My heart stopped

                                            >She wouldn’t….

                                            >I watched as she poured my friends two full glasses from the tap

                                            >“Drink up girls! It's a party!”

                                            >Oh, dear

                                            >She totally would…

                                            >I pushed my way through Fluttershy and Derpy then grabbed Trixie by the collar of her cape and slammed her backside against the keg

                                            "What did you put in this keg?” I growled

                                            >She smiled devilishly before swatting my hooves from her cape

                                            >“You'll have to be more specific. Pinkie and I threw a bit of everything in this thing. Wine, cider, scotch, rubbing alcohol…”

                                            >I didn’t have time for this, I know she put something in this keg that she wasn’t telling me. I grabbed her collar again and shoved her into the keg, until her legs lifted off the floor.

                                            “Tell me or I’ll have you sent to Tartarus!”

                                            >Her cockiness faded for a brief moment before that slimy grin crept across her face. That conniving two faced smile always sent a chill down my spine and made my blood boil

                                            >“Well, since you’re an exclusive milk drinker I guess I can tell you.”

                                            >She leaned in really close and whispered in my ear

                                            >“I poured a wagonload of Liquid Lust and tablespoon of my own blend of dark magic into the keg.” She pulled her head back then flicked the needle piercing through the tip of her ear playfully.

                                            >Blood, Milk, potions, alcohol…What haven't I ingested tonight?

                                            >I desperately needed to purge my stomach when I got home. This was getting out of hoof.

                                            >“When the clock strikes 11:00 everypony in here will be going at it like rabbits!”

                                            >I felt like I was going to throw up

                                            >“Don’t give me that look, Twilight. When Pinkie throws a party it's never about the guests, her parties have always been about serving her own desires in one way or another. I know this because I'm the pony she always calls to help prepare them. Last month she threw a potluck where everypony was told to bring a side dish. But we never ate!” She drawled hysterically

                                            >“Where did all that food go Twilight!? I spent all day organizing that party for her while she locked herself away in her bedroom the entire night with all the food. Ponies sat at their tables banging their cutlery on the tables demanding to be served. Long story short I was accused of stealing all the food for myself and after all my hard work she paid me with a head of rotten cabbage and a kiss.”

                                            "I'm sure she had her reasons.” I scoffed, “Don’t try to distract from what you did."

                                            >“Twilight, I'm not trying to distract you, I'm telling you that your friend is a…”

                                            “Mare of higher quality than you.” I snapped “You should appreciate that Pinkie even trusts you to help her and consider yourself lucky that we let you back into Ponyville after all the trouble you caused.”

                                            >Trixie frowned and adjusted her hat anxiously.

                                            >“What I was going to say is that your whorish pink friend planned on sleeping with everypony and extorting them. I couldn't let that happen with a good conscience and I thought you of all ponies would understand the importance of good morals.”

                                            "And drugging ponies is ethical!?" I hissed

                                            "Let me finish." she replied impatiently

                                            "I figure if everypony’s under the influence of a lust potion Pinkie won’t be able to play her sick little game. Who's gonna get angry at another pony for cheating when they're under the control of a lust potion. It’s ludicrous! Any relationship that strict doesn’t deserve to exist anyways.” She chuckled

                                            >Trixie looked almost proud of her stupid stunt.

                                            “Trixie, you moron! I drank from that keg!”

                                            >“So did I! I can already feel it kicking in too! How about you and I find somewhere and hate rut for the next ten hours. You seem like one of those dominant unicorns. You wanna teach me a lesson, slut?”

                                            “You’re the last pony I would ever want to rut, besides it would never work. I’m not a dominant unicorn.”

                                            >Trixie sighed “Well that's no fun, I was hoping you were one of those sadist types, driven off the rails from stress and controlling your lover like a plaything to compensate for your lack of control over your own life.”

                                            >Trixie put her hooves over heart and rolled her eyes “Imagine the sex, It  would be beautiful.” She sighed

                                            >“I was really hoping I would find a unicorn with a sadistic disposition to ride this high with…I hate Ponyville..”

                                            >Honestly, this was probably the only thing Trixie and I agreed on. There was nothing more thrilling than being dominated.

                                            >Consensually of course…

                                            >Ponies say Unicorns are freaks for what they see as "extreme sexual practices" but I see our nature as a more evolved approach to sex than the other races. Some unicorns love to be dominated and others love to dominate. I’m the former of course and love nothing more than candle wax, whips, needles and straps.

                                            “Sooo..hot…”

                                            >“What did you say?”

                                            “D-Did I say that out loud?”

                                            >She raised an eyebrow and tilted her head “Out of curiosity, how many drinks did you have?”

                                            “Like…I don’t know…Maybe three glasses?”

                                            Trixie’s face dropped

                                            >“Twilight, Have you ever been under a dark magic lust potion before?”

                                            “NO! Who in the right mind would ask such a stupid question!?”

                                            >I began hyperventilating.

                                            >What’s gonna happen to me? Am I going to die? I’ve never done a magical mind inhibitor before!

                                            “Give it to me straight Trixie, am I goner?”

                                            >Trixie burst out laughing. “You can’t die from a lust potion! It’s absolutely amazing and I can’t believe a mare of your talent and stature hasn’t ever tried it! We gotta set up a date and go partying in Canterlot sometime! I don’t know how you could spend all your time in this backwater with these mud ponies while unicorns our age are getting totally messed up in clubs all over Canterlot.”

                                            “Shut up and tell me what to do! Oh mare, oh mare, oh mare…” I stared at the ground with my hooves over my cheeks in a complete panic.

                                            >“Well if I were you. I would go home and lock yourself in your bedroom for the next ten to fifteen hours because you’re in for the ride of your life. And fyi, I didn’t expect anypony to actually drink more than one glass of this putrid stuff. One glass is enough to give even the most loyal pony rose coloured glasses, Two you’ll be under the most extreme heat of your life.”

                                            >She started to giggle like a school filly  “One time I was up in Canterlot and met this crazy pink unicorn at a bar who wanted to replace everypony’s cutiemarks with some kind math symbol, we were both so mess up on liquid lust that the  two of us started….”

                                            >What the heck was she talking about? Cutiemarks? At a time like this!?

                                            “What if a pony drank three?!” I spat

                                            >.....

                                            >“Very rude Twilight…But if you really must ruin the fun by knowing I’ll tell you.”

                                            “Thank you! Now please hurry up!”

                                            >“I’ll give it to you straight, you’ll be lucky if you can even walk. The sensation of the ground beneath your hooves will make you feel like you’ve never felt before and it’ll be so powerful you won’t be able to handle it. Liquid Lust heightens your senses, turning every benign touch into unfiltered orgasmic pleasure and you’re gonna wanna rut more than you have in your entire life. You’re in for the time of your life Twilight!” She said patting me on the back.

                                            >  couldn’t believe it.

                                            >Was this really happening?

                                            >What kind of hell was awaiting me…

                                            >Trixie jiggled a cup of the liquor mixed with liquid lust in front of my nose

                                            >"Come on Twilight, you've already gone this far! Let's see how much we can push it."

                                            >I shoved the cup away

                                            “Get that poison away from me!”

                                            >In my horror I watched everypony drinking around me and it made me feel even worse. They didn’t know what they were getting into and I felt awful being idle.

                                            “I gotta tell them!”

                                            >I lunged forward but Trixie stopped me by pulling my tail.

                                            >“It's too late Twilight, just sit back and enjoy the ride.”

                                            >I peaked over at Derpy and Fluttershy who were laughing and sipping from their cups

                                            “Okay, I won’t tell anypony…But you must let me get my friends outta here, this might be their only chance to confess their love for one another.”

                                            >Trixie nodded without hesitation “I want you to understand that I did this with only the best intentions. I would feel awful for ruining their love, I don’t want to ruin ponies' lives, I just want to stop Pinkie. What she’s doing is wrong, she grew up with a loving family and some ponies…Well…Some ponies never had that opportunity. She has no right to do what she’s doing.”

                                            >“Okay fine, I’ll tell my friends and we’ll be on our way.”

                                            >She snatched my hoof and pulled me back towards her and spun me around

                                            >“I wish I could trust you.” she sighed

                                            >She snatched the pen from my bag with her magic and before I could even process what was happening she was waving the pen in front of me.

                                            >“Years of signing autographs has made me the fastest draw in Equestria.” She bragged, balancing the pen along the top of her hoof.

                                            >I scanned myself anxiously, I knew she wrote something! But what? And where?

                                            “Trixie!” I snarled through gritting teeth

                                            >“What? Do you expect me to believe that you would offer me that level of trust? I know you Twilight, as soon as I let you go you would blab about what I did to everypony.”

                                            >Damn Trixie. I guess when you live a pathetic nomadic life and learn to never trust anypony it's easy to see through lies.

                                            >“And by the way, Who owns a promise pen anyways?" She laughed nervously  "I saw it poking out of your saddlebag. That’s really dark stuff Twilight, Not even I dabble in anything that demented.”

                                            “Where is it!? What did you write!?” I shouted nervously

                                            >Trixie stuck out her tongue and blew raspberries then pulled a makeup mirror from under her hat. Just below the chin and under my neck were the words “I promise I’ll go home and not disrespect Trixie’s orders.”

                                            >With this new promise beneath my neck coupled with the one below my eye, I was starting to look like a notebook.

                                            “Wh!...You?...Why would you!? I…I….Trixie…??" I sputtered

                                            >This was getting to be way too much for me to handle and I was becoming overwhelmed. I felt like I was on the verge of an aneurysm and the next pony who crossed me was going to be in a world of karmic retribution.

                                            >“Oh relax! It’s for your own good.  Besides, if you do what you’re told it’ll be gone by sunrise. But you better get home quick, we’re ten rotations to eleven.”

                                            >With my heart beating faster than a Wonderbolts wingspan I pushed Trixie to the side and grabbed Derpy and Fluttershy's by their hooves. I started pulling them through the crowd across Sugar Cube Corner util we reached a clearing in the middle of the room.

                                            >To my misfortune we were trapped. Encircled by a thick crowd of ponies without a break in sight.

                                            >I looked all around the room for a crack in the mob but everywhere I looked we were completely surrounded

                                            >“Twilight, Where are we going?”

                                            “Sorry Fluttershy, But…I’m…I’m..Not feeling well! I’m going home.”

                                            >“What's wrong Twilight? Are you thirsty?” Derpy asked lifting a glass

                                            >I covered my eyes and smacked the drink out of her hoof.

                                            “No Derpy I’m fine!”

                                            >The cup hit the floor and spilled everywhere.

                                            >“Oh…” She sighed staring sadly at the puddle on the floor

                                            >Gosh darn it!

                                            “Derpy, take my hoof.”

                                            >She reached out apprehensively until I snatched her hoof.

                                            >Her touch was so warm and made my skin crawl with ecstasy.

                                            >I have to find a way out of here, I have to find a way out of here, I have to find a way out of here…

                                            >Derpy tugged on my leg

                                            >“Twilight?” She groaned

                                            >I spun around and saw that her pupils were dilated to the size of donuts and she looked completely strung out.

                                            >“Twilight.. I’m..I’m feeling really woozy…” Derpy said with concern in her voice and a hoof over her forehead

                                            “I…I think we should leave, you’ve clearly drank way too much.” I replied nervously trying to laugh at my forced attempt at humor.

                                            >"But..But I haven’t even advertised for Derpy Deliveries…I can’t leave yet!”

                                            >Oh for the love of Celestia!

                                            >The things I do for friendship

                                            “Derpy, I would really appreciate it if you and Fluttershy walked me home….You're my best friend and I really need your support right now."

                                            >Her tone flipped completely, her ears jumped to the sky and with a smile she hugged me around the chest as tight as she could.

                                            >Again, her touch made me feel very warm

                                            >She looked up at me with astonishment “Twilight!…Do..Do you feel that?” She gasped

                                            >She pressed her face into my chest and ran it up and down my tuft’s of fur like a cat.

                                            >with her eyes closed and a complacent smile across her face she sunk her cheeks into my chest just above my heart. “You’re so warm and fluffy.” She hummed

                                            >I hated to admit it, but her cheek rubbing against my chest felt very pleasant. Normally, I like to keep my space to myself but this new sensation was splendid

                                            >Derpy is such a cute mare….

                                            >Such a kind mare

                                            >I laid my head over hers and pet her mane softly

                                            >.....

                                            >....

                                            >.....

                                            >What the heck am I doing!

                                            >Oh my gosh! I’m losing it.

                                            >Once my sober mind kicked back in I pushed the nearly naked mare away and was met with a confused look

                                            >“Twilight. Love you.” She said bluntly

                                            “No! No you don’t! You’ve just had way too much to drink.”

                                            >“But I really do! You make me feel so…”

                                            >I put my hoof over her mouth.

                                            “Derpy, quiet! We all need to go home and get some rest.”

                                            >“But I’m not sleepy…I actually feel more awake than I have in months.”

                                            >I grabbed her by the shoulders and shook her back and forth aggressively

                                            “Derpy! You’re talking crazy! You’re tired and need rest!”

                                            >She put her hooves over her forehead and darted her eye back and forth, looking both nervous and confused like a lost puppy

                                            >“B…But I don’t feel tired…T..T..Twilight…I…I don’t like when ponies yell at me….It makes me nervous.”

                                            >I started to feel uneasy, if I’m trying to build a rapport with this mare I needed to be emotionally consistent, even when I’m at my breaking point and trying to protect her from herself.

                                            >I inhaled deeply and spoke in the calmest voice I could muster

                                            “Derpy, can you please walk me home? I would feel so much safer with you and Fluttershy with me.”

                                            >She nodded but looked a little disappointed, her head was down and she looked a little shaken.

                                            >“Don’t worry Muffins, You and I can have a sleepover at the cottage.” Fluttershy suggested

                                            >Though her pupils were equally dilated as Derpy's, Fluttershy seemed the least affected by the potion out of the three of us. I was thankful there was somepony with us that wasn’t completely under the potions lust.

                                            >At least for now.

                                            >“Twilight, before we leave I have something I’d like to say too Muffins.”

                                            >Oh, for the love of Celestia.

                                            >Fluttershy paused and stared down at her hoof for a long moment

                                            >“Muffins…I need to tell you something very important…I..I…I”

                                            >“Yes!” Derpy squeaked

                                            >Both of them had pupils the size of drinking coasters and were staring deeply into each other's eyes almost like they were in a trance.

                                            >“I..I just wanted to say that…I really..Really…”

                                            >Suddenly a microphone screeched from the front of the room and we all covered our ears. Everypony spun around and we saw Trixie standing atop the counter holding a microphone under the bright stage lights.

                                            >“Mares and Colts! While the night is still young and our inhibitions not yet compromised, I think it’s high time I provide this beautiful crowd of ponies with a show.”

                                            >The audience clapped and cheered and stormed to the stage

                                            >I held onto Derpy and Fluttershy tightly as the stampede of ponies rushed the stage

                                            >When the stomping hooves stopped I shot my head up and looked towards the exit where a path had been cleared. I ran to the doorway dragging my two friends behind me, when we reached the door Derpy tapped my hoof and when I turned back towards her she was soaked in sweat and was absolutely exhausted.

                                            >“T…Twilight…I…I need a break…My legs hurt…”

                                            >She looked in desperate need of a rest

                                            >I pointed my eyes back towards the stage where Trixie was relishing in the applause and taking in the energy of the room before continuing with her act.

                                            >“Hello everypony!” She sang “I have an announcement I’d like to make before I begin.”

                                            >The room hushed to a murmur as Trixie paced across the counter with the microphone in hoof.

                                            >“Earlier today a mare of  very disagreeable values asked to perform for you all. I’ll admit that at the time I was hesitant because I was under the impression that no pony cares about show magic anymore. But she gave me an idea, she suggested I preform sexy magic….And would you believe me if I told you that the mare that suggested such an obscene idea was an earth pony?”

                                            >The crowd broke into laughter, But beyond the cackling I heard a faint cracking noise.

                                            >“I kid the earth ponies, I’ve saved lots of bits trading sex for wares to those horny inbreds. Wagons, apples, carrots…”

                                            >The crowd giggled again though I wasn’t impressed. Earth pony promiscuity was a tired bit that hack comedians have been telling forever.

                                            >“But you gotta be careful with earth ponies.” She continued “They’re walking petri dishes of diseases you’ve probably never even heard of, worst of all they don't even know what they have! But they're all carrying something….Kinda like Pegasi! But instead of diseases They’re carrying baggage!”

                                            >The ponies all hollered and laughed

                                            >“Daddy issues….” Trixie chuckled. “Anyways I decided to take her advice and I proudly present my new and improved magic show!”

                                            >Derpy clapped her hooves and squeed

                                            >“This is so exciting! Magic is so fun!” she cheered

                                            >I rolled my eyes. Great, there was no way I was getting Derpy out of here now.

                                            >Trixie hid behind her cape and within seconds she dropped it, revealing one of the most gorgeous outfits I’ve ever seen.

                                            >She had a long string of green and blue peacock feathers wrapped around her tail that twinkled beautifully under the dim stage lights. They stood erect and made a semi circle around her that protruded four feet in every direction, the feathers were tight and there wasn’t a gap between any of them. She pulled a string that opened and closed the feathers which were simply marvellous, I had never seen anything so pretty.

                                            >“Isn’t it just to die for?” She gloated “With three hundred needles each individually sewn together I turned this boring old hair tie around my dock into a piece of art. Not to brag, but it seems I’m talented in almost everything I do.”

                                            >While I admit that the costume was stunning she seemed to lack any knowledge of the bird she was trying to emulate. She seemed ignorant to the fact that it’s the male peacocks with the giant feathers. Perhaps that's why she decided on dressing as this extremely niche animal. I’ve always got the feeling that Trixie secretly wanted to be a stallion. It would certainly explain her constant boasting and insecurity.

                                            >As she pranced around the stage showing off her outfit and occasionally teasing the audience with a quick flash of her behind the unnerving noise was growing louder beyond the clapping and hollering of the crowd.

                                            >It sounded like a woodpecker drumming its beak into the treebary and was steadily quickening. The Sound grew louder and faster until a loud snap hushed the audience. The room stood frozen as the sound cackled throughout the room.

                                            >“Hey! What's with all the quiet!? Hello! I’m performing up here!” She shouted waving her hooves in the air

                                            >Trixie closed her feathery fashion and it collapsed limply over her tail

                                            >I grabbed Derpy’s hoof, I wasn’t sure what was happening but whatever it was it wasn’t good.

                                            >"Twilight?" Derpy whimpered nervously.

                                            "Shhh…Just be very, very still." I cautioned

                                            >“What!? You don’t think I’m not beautiful all of a sudden? Or do you all think you’re too high class to enjoy a little smut!?” Trixie shouted

                                            >The noise only became louder and louder but was falling deaf to Trixies ears. She grabbed her cape and held it in her hoof above her head.

                                            >“You ponies don’t know what you want! I’m giving you all I have and it’s still not enough! You want me to leave? Fine! For my first and final feat I’ll make myself disappear.” Her voice went from celebratory to bitter, as she fumed with anger.

                                            >“Okay everypony, say goodbye to Trixie! Watch as I make myself disappear. In three…Two…one!”

                                            >Suddenly a loud pop followed a large snap, akin to a tree being broken in half erupted across the room followed by a loud crash that shook the entire Sugar Cube Corner.

                                            >Eveypony tumbled to the floor.

                                            >I fell on top of Derpy who’s breasts absorbed my impact

                                            >“Twilight! Are you okay!?” Derpy cried

                                            >“I’m fine Derpy just….”

                                            >Before I could even get my bearings I felt her muzzle on my cheek.

                                            >"Twilight…Touch me like that again!” She said dreamily

                                            >I pushed myself off her and jumped to my hooves.

                                            >The room was covered in dust, all I could see was piles of broken floorboards and debris littering the floor as the sounds of ponies coughing and hollow pieces of wood being shuffled filled the room.

                                            >As the dust settled I glared across the room and what I saw was beyond anything I had ever seen.

                                            >Where Trixie had been standing the stage lights were pointing at an incredibly rotund mare the size of a small house laying on her backside.

                                            >Atop the whale size pony was Pinkie, who was sitting on the mare's belly just above her head stuffing cake down her mouth.

                                            “Marble!?” I gasped

                                            >I thought she went back home months ago.

                                            >The two of them were both covered in frosting to the point of obscenity

                                            >Chunks of cake and white frosting was splattered across Pinkie's stomach and her face was dripping with icing while Marble had a cake the size of a wagon wheel stuffed in her mouth.

                                            >Last time I saw Marble she was a plump mare with a disposition for being fed. Now she had a stomach seven ponies tall that was rumbling like thunder.

                                            >I trotted across the room to help Trixie who was undoubtedly being crushed by the two ton mare above her

                                            >With adrenaline pumping I ran across the room but became slowed when I found myself trudging through a knee high pool of liquid.

                                            >I slowed and took a closer look at what exactly I was trotting through. To my surprise it wasn’t water flowing from a broken pipe.

                                            >This liquid wasn’t clear like water, it was black with the consistency of cough syrup

                                            >I turned my head and saw that the keg had been tipped and its contents had flooded the entire first floor of the bakery

                                            >My eyes began to dart around the room, everywhere I turned ponies were laying in the alcoholic, lust potion sludge kissing and grinding on each other madly.

                                            >It was like everypony had collectively lost their mind and had reverted back into their most primal state.Five hundred bit dresses were being shredded as ponies ripped them off each other and copulated where they laid in the slimy brew.

                                            >There was no love, no respect, no decency.

                                            >Just primal, unrestrained, violent sex.

                                            >I covered my nose and waded through the concoction until I arrived at the impact sight where the countertop had been completely eviscerated under the mares weight.

                                            >A crater of splintering wood surrounded the fat pony around six feet deep

                                            >If Trixie was under her, she was probably a goner.

                                            >I looked back at Derpy and Fluttershy standing in the doorway.

                                            >There was no way I could save Trixie from under this behemoth even if I tried, Marble was too big even for my magic to lift and standing in this sludge was surely going to turn me into a lust stricken zombie like everypony else if I didn’t escape.

                                            >It only took seconds for the party goers to revert into their most primal modus operandi.

                                            >All around me ponies were engaged in depravity laying amongst piles of rubble acting out their most unconscious desires.

                                            >I wasn't happy with what I had to do, but I would be no help to anypony if I fell into insanity like the rest of them. I needed to save Fluttershy and Derpy from this, at least I knew they had a chance.

                                            >I wadded through the tainted liquid until I reached the door.

                                            >I grabbed Derpy and Fluttershy by the hoofs and escaped outside where a few lucky souls had managed to escape.

                                            >Most of them were the locals, they hadn’t barricaded themselves behind a wall of tables and chairs like all the upper class ponies had.

                                            >But there were a couple of the upper crust ponies who managed to escape, Filthy Rich and his family were amongst them and stood in the grass next to the mailbox stuffed with letters.

                                            >“You there! You’re Twilight Sparkle, correct?”

                                            “Yes I…”

                                            >“What happened!?”

                                            “I wish I could tell you, but from what I saw it’s not good. Are you all okay?”

                                            >“Of course, We all left once that disgusting pony started telling those racist jokes.”

                                            >His eyes drifted to Derpy who was leaning into me deeply, resting her body weight over her chest boobs while her backside hung in the air.

                                            “Sorry about her, she isn’t well.”

                                            >“Where are you taking Miss Hooves?”

                                            “Well sir….I’m taking her home…”

                                            >“Nonsense! She can stay at my place.”

                                            “No, I don’t think that's a good idea.”

                                            >“She can sleep in our master guest room!” He cheered “Have you ever slept in a queen sized bed Mrs. Hooves?”

                                            >“Ummm….I don’t know.” Derpy replied

                                            >Mr. Rich tugged on Derpy’s wing

                                            >“Come Miss Hooves, I’ll show you a night of high living you won’t soon forget.

                                            >High living is an understatement, she was plastered.

                                            >“I..I’m sorry sir…B..But I think I’m going to stay at Twilight’s, she’s my bestie, sorry to disappoint you…Ummmm…If you want to sign up for Derpy Deliveries I think I have a business card here somewhere….Hmmmm….”

                                            >She began feeling herself but quickly remembered she was wearing nothing but a cloth running across her stomach.

                                            >“Silly me!” She giggled

                                            >She grabbed a letter from the Cakes overstuffed mailbox and passed it to Mr. Rich.

                                            >“Umm…I think we have a return address on this somewhere.” She said spinning the letter around in her hooves

                                            >“You already gave me a business card.” He replied

                                            >“Oh! I forgot!” She laughed

                                            >“What’s wrong with her? Is she drunk?”

                                            >“Don’t you feel it Mr.Rich!? It’s so wonderful! You’re an amazing pony! So generous and kind! Your offer was so generous but I don’t need your money or anypony’s money! I think we’ll be okay as long as we have each other.”

                                            >I had no idea what she was talking about but Mr. Rich looked like he was gonna blow a gasket.

                                            >“Okay Miss. Hooves, I respect your decision. Enjoy your sleepover Miss Hooves.”

                                            >“I love you!” She beamed

                                            >I pulled Derpy’s back legs to the ground and the three of us made our way to the library.


                                            >......


                                            >I had never seen the town so empty

                                            >Everypony was at that party and the streets were uncannily empty. I feel awful for leaving everypony behind but what was I to do? If I stayed any longer I would’ve ended up just like the rest of them. I was having trouble processing what I had witnessed. I’ve never seen such horror in my life.

                                            >I never knew ponies were just a potion away from acting on their most primal urges. Now understand why Celestia feels so passionately about ending degeneracy in Equestria. What I saw in that bakery will stick with me for the rest of my life.

                                            >What scares me most is what awaits me as the clock nears closer to eleven. What will I become once this potion takes its hold over me. I’m a kinky mare with a sober mind, as a unicorn it’s in my nature. I don’t dare imagine what I’ll soon become

                                            >Celestia help me.

                                            >To my surprise, Derpy and Fluttershy didn’t seem phased by what had happened, though I don’t think either of them knew what was going on.

                                            >They were too busy ogling at each other with their giant diluted eyeballs.

                                            >Oh…My gosh! You have such long legs…” Derpy said with childlike amazement

                                            >“I know! Aren’t they so silly!” Fluttershy chuckled waving her front leg side to side

                                            >“How's the view from up there!?” She laughed

                                            >“Why don’t you fly up here and look, silly!”

                                            >Derpy stopped and flapped her wings as hard as she could, her eyes were closed tight while she groaned from the effort .

                                            >Fluttershy watched with her pupils the size of ashtrays smiling from ear to ear.

                                            >They both looked ridiculous and so…adorable.

                                            >Oh, no

                                            >I could feel the sensations of the potion crawling up my legs, it was warm and felt just as amazing as Trixie said it would.

                                            >This was bad.

                                            >After a minute of trying to fly, she finally gave up.

                                            >“I…I…I can’t fly!” She cried

                                            >“That's because of your cute little belly silly!” Fluttershy teased

                                            >They both broke out in laughter

                                            >“Fluttershy! You’re like…my best friend in the entire world!” Derpy yelped between hysterical laughter

                                            >“Muffins…I feel really good right now…Like REALLY good!”

                                            >“Me too!” Derpy giggled

                                            “So…So do I…”

                                            >They both looked at me

                                            “Wait…Did I say that out loud?”

                                            >They both nodded

                                            >Oh no! I’m doomed!

                                            >Thankfully, we were only a stone's throw from the library. But just as I was about to say goodbye Derpy approached me and brushed my mane softly.

                                            >“Twilight…You’re the most beautiful pony I’ve ever seen…You’re like a goddess…But…like…better!”

                                            “Derpy you're talking crazy.” I laughed nervously

                                            >“Twilight! for the first time in my life I feel so free! If you ever want to drink from my breasts just let me know.” She said holding her teat to my face

                                            “That’s great Derpy…But I think we should call it a night don’t you think?”

                                            >“Twilight! I said I’m not sleepy!” She snapped

                                            >I’ve never seen Derpy angry before and it took me aback

                                            >“Twilight! I want to marry you! I want to be with you forever! I want to BE you!”

                                            >This was getting too intense

                                            >I slowly backed away and when I felt my rump touch the door to the library I quickly spun around and opened it  then slammed the door behind me.

                                            >I let out a sigh of relief. I saved my friends and myself in the process. But I knew the worst was yet to come.

                                            >Each heartbeat was dizzying, I could feel the blood rushing through my head. The effects of the potion were beginning to take hold.

                                            >I can’t be trusted to not succumb to my urges and wander out of the library so I locked the door and swallowed the key for good measure then made my way up to bed.

                                            >I plopped myself in bed and felt the warmth of the blankets consume me, I rocked my excited hips back and forth as my crotch burned.

                                            >Trixie was right, I was losing myself.

                                            >Losing myself…

                                            >Losing myself…

                                            >Losing…Myself

                                            >Losing….

                                            >Losing……….

                                            >The guilt was ripping me apart. I needed to help the ponies back at the party but I couldn’t trust myself, not in this state. And what if Trixie is okay? I couldn't give up so easy!

                                            >The only option left was…

                                            “Spike!”

                                            >He's a cold blooded reptile, I figure that he wouldn’t fall for the potion the same as a pony would. With my last sober effort I staggered towards his bed and shook him violently from his slumber

                                            “Spike! Wake up quick, this is an emergency!”

                                            >He jumped from his bed and rubbed his eyes

                                            >“Rarity!?”

                                            “Spike, I don't have time to explain! I need you to run as fast as you can to Sugar Cube Corner and evacuate everypony you can!”

                                            >Spike looked at me shock

                                            “Spike! Hurry! This is no time for fooling around!”

                                            >“I’m sorry Twilight…But are you touching yourself?”

                                            “Huh?”

                                            >I looked down and saw my leg tucked under my stomach rubbing between my back legs furiously as cum dripped to the floor.

                                            “It’s happening!” I screamed in terror

                                            >I tried my hardest to pull my hoof from my nethers but it was no use

                                            >“Looks like we have lots of time for fooling around.” He quipped  “I’ve lived with you for a long time and seen you do so pretty weird stuff but this is too much, go to bed Twilight.”

                                            “Spike! I…I..I have no time to explain!…Sugar Cube Corner!…Save everypony…GO!”

                                            >Spike wasn’t impressed by my behaviour but didn’t hesitate and bolted down the stairs as fast as he could

                                            >I sighed in relief and pleasure.

                                            >Finally I was alone and free of guilt

                                            >...

                                            >...

                                            >...

                                            >I heard the sound of a door being yanked and random shuffling

                                            “Twilight! The door’s locked and I can’t find the key!”

                                            >Oh, for fuck sake.

                                            >I ran down stairs on my trembling legs, picked him up with my magic and tossed him out the window without even opening it

                                            “Sorry Spike! I’ll buy you a Power Ponies comic in the morning!” I called

                                            >Now I can finally get some peace.


                                            >.........


                                            >I slammed my hoof over my crotch as hard as I could and started to rub, moaning and panting heavily as the feeling overwhelmed me.

                                            >I was somehow able to make it into bed without passing out and was very thankful because masturbating on my bed was much preferable to leaning against the broken window

                                            >Outside a storm was brewing, thunder clapped and lightning casted dancing shadows across the walls. I laid in bed with the covers kicked to the floor, sprawling my body across the mattress moaning and panting without inhibition.

                                            >I had never touched myself like this in my entire life, it was such an intense feeling and I was beginning to wonder why I didn’t do it like this all the time.

                                            >My masturbation has become such a chronic habit since I moved to Ponyville that it’s almost like a chore. It’s my only mechanism for stress relief and enjoyment in this cultural wasteland.

                                            >Just as I was reaching my third orgasm in under a minute the window adjacent to my bed swung open. I jerked forward, startled by the sudden noise, when I twisted my head toward the window a cold breeze whipped through the room and I saw a strange figure sitting along my windowsill.

                                            >It had the build of a mare but was covered in bark that had formed around the hooves, eyes and tips of the ears. Her eyes glowed a yellowish green and her giant breasts were swollen, hanging beneath the window.

                                            >When she opened her wings instead of feathers she had long green leaves

                                            >“Teatlet.” The mare hissed in a soft, wispy voice.

                                            “C-Cloudchaser!? W…What happened to you?”

                                            > “I heard you were thirsty.” She said lifting her teat

                                            >I continued pleasuring myself. I was at the point where I couldn’t stop even if I wanted to.

                                            “Cloudchaser…I..I’m…”

                                            >“Horny?” She laughed

                                            “Yes!” I moaned

                                            >She crawled from the window and slithered into bed, the moonlight enhancing my view of whatever she had become. She had the attributes of a timber wolf combined with a pony, her form was an affront to the fleeting natural order.

                                            >My inebriated mind raced. Why was she here? And what happened to her? I tried to contain myself but my body wasn’t cooperating. My heat had turned me into a puddle.

                                            >When I glanced down between my legs The sheets were completely soaked with cum like somepony had poured a bucket on my mattress.

                                            >“I’m horny too…” She moan

                                            >She leaned in closer and closer until we were touching noses

                                            >“Very, very horny.”

                                            “Cloudchaser, W…What happened to you?”

                                            >She put her hoof over my lips “Shhh…”

                                            >“I heard that you unicorns are very, kinky.”

                                            >I nodded in agreement

                                            >“You pride yourself on being a complicated race but for the purposes of my visit  I must be blunt. Do you like pain?”

                                            >I nodded feverishly

                                            “Y..yes! But please don’t hurt me!” I cried

                                            >She grabbed my hoof from my crotch and effortlessly pulled it away then slammed it into the mattress, holding me in place as my needy hips thrashed beneath her.

                                            >She was dangerously strong.

                                            >I moaned and whimpered as my heat burned my aching crotch which was now cumming violently on its own terms.

                                            >I had no control over my body or mind anymore.

                                            >All I want to do is cum, over and over forever.

                                            >“You’re such a filthy unicorn…What would your parents think of you? What would Celestia think of you?”

                                            >A smile grew over my face, in a sober mind I would find this horrifying, but in this moment I wanted this so badly. I let me true unconscious depravity seep though and was loving every moment.

                                            “You need to punish me on their behalf.” I groaned, rolling my hips fitfully.

                                            >She grabbed my back legs and spread them as far as she could before leaning her knee into my slit.

                                            >“Call me master, slut.”

                                            >She dug her knee deeper without any sign of compromise. I hate Cloudchaser more than anypony but in this moment, I love her more than anything.

                                            “Yes master! Harder!” I begged

                                            >“Stupid unicorn, can’t you do anything right? I asked for a breast potion! What did you do to me? You turned me into a freak! I told you I didn’t want to be a freak, Twilight.” she growled

                                            >Her teeth were like razors, I pushed my head deep into my pillow and away from her drooling maw.

                                            “I didn’t mean to make you like this! I told you it was a very complicated spell!”

                                            >“I’m going to fuck that stupid brain out of your empty head. I can’t wait to see who Celestia replaces you with.”


                                            >Was she being hot or was she serious? I had no idea anymore, my mind was mush and I just want to ride these orgasms like waves.

                                            “Cloudchaser…I want you to open the cabinet beside the bed, inside there’s a box, take it out and open it.”

                                            >She raised an eyebrow but followed my instructions

                                            >She pushed open the secret compartment and removed a suitcase sized wooden chest. When she opened it a smile grew across her face.

                                            “Be my master.” I begged

                                            >I watched her pursue the items with her hoof until I saw a spark in her eye. I’m not sure what caught her attention but her excitement made me excited.

                                            >She pulled out a clothespin and giggled

                                            >“Finally, something I can use to shut that mouth of yours”

                                            >I nodded in agreement,  I had never been so entrenched in lust my entire life and wanted to be used like a whore.

                                            >Cloudchaser must be feeling so much worse than I was,  she was pounding down drinks all night.

                                            >“Stick out your tongue.”

                                            >I did as I was told, sticking it out as far as I could. She directed the wooden clothespin over it, having it opened to its absolute maximum.

                                            >then…

                                            >SNAP!

                                            >She let it go and it pinched my tongue so quickly it made me jump,

                                            >I looked down at the clothespin dangling from my tongue and felt tears welling in my eyes

                                            >She then grabbed a ball gag

                                            “Cloudchaser! Please let me cum!” I cried with my tongue out and the clothespin dangling freely

                                            >“Don’t you ever stop talking?” She groaned

                                            >She shoved the gag over my mouth and tied it around my head, pinching my hanging tongue between the gag and my bottom lip

                                            >She then grabbed a pair of metal hoof cuffs and using her incredible strength chained my front right leg to my back left leg, then my front left leg to back right leg forcing my back legs to spread

                                            >I was pretzeled and vulnerable.

                                            >I watched her shadow climb over me as she hoovered her dripping wet crotch over my head before slamming all her weight on my head. Her slit slowly stretched over my muzzle and her large swelling tits rested between my ears.

                                            >It was near impossible to breathe, as my senses were being assaulted by the smell of fish and body odor permeating off her soaking, unwashed pussy.

                                            >With my muzzle submerged inside her, she began riding my face roughly, smashing my head between my pillow and her crotch over and over as she came buckets that rolled down my face.

                                            >The sticky juices of her nethers traveled down my cheeks and into my mane, some even drooled into my left eye forcing it closed.

                                            >She ran her hoof over the curse inscribed under my eye and laughed fiendishly

                                            >“Thirsty?”

                                            >I rolled my eye. She reached back into the box and pulled out a magic suppression ring and two tubes. She jammed the ring over my horn and  twisted the tubes over her teats.

                                            >Then, reaching between my back legs she shoved the opposite ends of the tubes into my pussy.

                                            >She began squeezing her breasts while grinding her crotch over my face.

                                            >I watched as the milk expel from her teats and through the tubes into my privates.

                                            >With my ears to her breasts I could hear every groaning movement inside her teats.

                                            >The gurgling of the milk rushing into the teats, the violent churning and the sound of the milk escaping from her breasts into the tubes.

                                            >I rocked back and forth as the milk filled my snatch. It was warm, and it felt amazing as it splashed inside me.

                                            >My heart was beating against my chest so violently it was making me sick. My breaths were growing short and congested and I felt searing pain along my chest.

                                            >All this buildup was making me sick.

                                            >“Have you ever made a successful potion?” She mocked. “For a student of Celestia you sure are dumb. How does a simple breast potion turn into a timber wolf transformation? You should be sent back to magic kindergarten for a fuck up that big.”

                                            >She lifted herself off my face and collapsed on my chest, only worsening the pain. She pulled the tubes filled with milk off her teats and held them above her head to avoid spillage.

                                            >She then pulled the gag off my mouth and rested it on the bridge of my nose.

                                            >Finally, I could breathe again.

                                            >“You are so pathetic. Do you want to cum?” She teased

                                            >I peeled the clothespin off my tongue with my lips and began to plead

                                            “Yes! Please let me cum! Please! Please! In really need it” I begged

                                            >Cloudchaser smiled

                                            >“I never thought I would see the prim and proper Twilight Sparkle laying in a pool of her own juices begging me for release. I kinda don’t want to let you cum, I bet if I left right now with no chance of escape the tension would fry your brain.”

                                            “Cloudchaser, please! I need to cum! I can’t take this any longer! I feel like my heart is about to explode! I’m serious! I…I think I’m about to have a heart attack!”

                                            >“I am so tempted to let that happen.” She taunted “But then I wouldn’t be able to have fun with you anymore…Hmmm so much to consider…”

                                            >I couldn’t tolerate this mare for another second

                                            >What kind of pony teases a mare who was having a heart attack?

                                            >This went form fun to sickening in mere seconds and my high was completely ruined. After everything I did for her and how much of her crap I tolerated she was still treating me like dirt.

                                            > You know what?

                                            >Fuck Cloudchaser

                                            “You’re sick! I should never have tried to help you!” I shouted

                                            >“You never cared about me, you only used me!”

                                            “You’re the absolute worst pony I have ever met! I can’t believe I took the time to pity you! When I heard how your sister treated you I felt bad for you! I…I can’t believe I actually felt bad for you…” My voice trailed off and hushed into a whisper.

                                            >Cloudchaser looked absolutely stunned

                                            “But now I feel nothing but contempt for how much of an insecure, bitter, pathetic and disgusting pony you are! I hate you more than Trixie! And I even hate you more than Cadence! I hope you’re happy with your stupid tits, because everypony hates you and you’ll never live up to your sister! Now shut up, let me cum!....Master...”

                                            >Cloudchaser was baffled

                                            >“Ummm…Well…I..I..I..” She stammered nervously

                                            “I’m waiting! You repulsive, alcoholic disappointment!”

                                            >Without hesitation she placed her hoof over my crotch and began rubbing, staring at me with a wide eyed expression of unease and fear.

                                            “Oh my gosh that feels so good!” I cried

                                            >It was the best orgasm I had ever experienced, my eyes rolled back and every muscle in my body contracted as I sunk into pure orgasmic pleasure.

                                            “That felt amazing.” I whispered to myself as I regained my composure.

                                            >My heart stopped thrashing and my chest was relieved

                                            >“Twilight…I think I should get going…” She stuttered anxiously

                                            “Where exactly do you need to go?” I asked sarcastically

                                            >“Do you have a date waiting for you!?” I laughed

                                            >She looked away and bit her bottom lip, I could see tears forming in her eyes.

                                            “Sweet Celestia, you're pathetic. I wake up worrying I’m not living up to the standards of a god! Meanwhile all you need to do is be a good little pony and pay your dues like everypony else, but you can’t even do that!”

                                            >“Shut up!” She whimpered

                                            “You think you’re so special don’t you? Look at me! I’m Cloudchaser, I don’t need a job or friends or even the family that put up with my crappy attitude for twenty years! I ive in an abandoned Motel on the edge of a podunk town and drink all day! I won’t get a job or contribute!  Instead, I’ll get myself kicked out of every business in town and make fun of a disabled pony who’s too busy enjoying her life to realize I’m bullying her! And when my life completely falls apart, I’ll blame my tits! BECAUSE THAT TOTALLY MAKES SENSE!”

                                            >“Twilight..” She muttered

                                            “Nopony likes you Cloudchaser, why don’t you just go home and have a drink? Maybe two or three? However many it takes for you to forget how much of a disappointment you are, at Least for a little while.”

                                            >Cloudchasers eyes began to well and tears rolled down her cheeks.

                                            >“Twilight…That really hurt…” She sniffled

                                            “It was supposed to.” I shot back “I bet getting your head smashed into a table hurts too, but you never cared about that when you hurt Muffins did you?”

                                            >Usually she had some sort of retort or sarcastic comment but she was silent holding her hooves to her muzzle with damp eyes.

                                            >I was starting to feel a little guilty. But I was so angry! She deserved to be called out but sometimes it was hard being the pony in which karma chose to take its vengeance.

                                            >She hung her head and dropped the tubes filled with milk onto the bed in defeat

                                            >“Twilight, are you being serious? Am I a lost cause?”

                                            “No Cloudchaser, I don’t think anypony is a lost cause but you just need to seriously work on yourself. Celestia says that renewal is the hidden element that lives in all ponies. You just need to repent and ask the ponies you hurt for forgiveness.”

                                            >“Oh, Well if that's the case…Will you forgive me?”

                                            “No Cloudchaser. You hurt my friend, blackmailed me and sexually assaulted me. If you want forgiveness you have to do better and work for it.”

                                            >“No, it’s like you said…I’m hopeless. Even if I tried, my sister has already achieved so much more than me. I’ll never be as great as her.”

                                            “It’s not about being better than your sister, it’s about being the best version of yourself.”

                                            >She sighed. “You know nothing of Pegasi culture.”

                                            “It’s not that complicated.” I jested

                                            >“That's the problem with ponies like you! Unicorns have no respect for our culture! The weaker sibling is always treated like a pariah until she earns a place in the family! It’s a culture of strength, honour and collective responsibility.”

                                            >Ironically, these were all things Cloudchaser doesn’t have. I much prefer the domesticated Pegasi, they are so much easier to get along with.

                                            “Oh please, your culture would have died out along with your race ages ago if it wasn’t for Unicorns and Earth ponies. With your fish bone skeletons and propensity towards psychosis. That's not even accounting for your backwards views on morality and self determination.”

                                            >The pegasi and their dreams of succeeding have always been laughable. I bet if they had a proper princess representing greater Equestria most of their problems would dissipate like a stratus cloud in the wind.

                                            >“You talk about forgiveness and harmony but what has it gotten you? I see what you’re doing, just another horn-head up her old unicorn trickery!”

                                            “Unicorn trickery? What are you talking about?”

                                            >“Shut up! Maybe up in Canterlot it’s all sunshine and rainbows but here in Ponyville it’s survival of the fittest. I’m tired of Unicorns hiding behind stone walls atop mountains while they tell everypony how to live!”

                                            “What are you talking about?”  I scoffed

                                            >“Pegasi live by the order of natural law!...and tradition!….” She stammered

                                            >This was the most sudden and off the wall cope I had ever seen. I was truly speechless by her cognitive dissonance.

                                            >“And…And…And…”

                                            >A smile grew across her face and she picked the tubes off the bed

                                            “And when we’re feeling restless we drink warm milk.”

                                            >She grabbed the tubes and shoved them into my mouth and a mix of my own cum and milk began filling my cheeks. She then pushed the ball gag back over my mouth

                                            > Cloudchaser reached into the chest and grabbed an egg shaped vibrator and shoved it deep into pussy.

                                            >I felt the milk dripping from my nethers and was starting to lose consciousness from the intensity.

                                            >She jumped back onto the window sill with a large grin

                                            >“Well Twi, it’s been illuminating but I have to go, but you’ve inspired me”

                                            “mph!”

                                            >Was she seriously leaving me like this? Where was she going?

                                            “Mmmpphh! Mhp!”

                                            >I tried to yell but my mouth was being raped by the gag around my lips and tubes stuffed in my mouth. I couldn’t help myself and came repeatedly.

                                            >The tubes continued to fill with a mixture of our fluids. The way I was tied made it impossible to move and my magic was rendered useless by the anti magic ring.

                                            >All I could do was wriggle my hips fitfully.

                                            >I was truly helpless, forced to swallow every drop of the thick warm milk and soupy, bitter tasting cum that ran from my crotch into my mouth with every powerful orgasm.

                                            >“I need to teach somepony a lesson. I’ve lived under the tyranny of a unicorn controlled Equestria for long enough. It’s high time I made my own rules and lived by them like a free mare ought to.”

                                            >She extended her leafy wingspan and hopped out the window into the night.

                                            >After she left I swung side to side and tried to free myself, but was unconditionally stuck and had no way to call for help. The vibrator lodged inside me kept the mixture of milk and cum flowing, swelling my cheeks and running down my throat.

                                            >Cloudchaser is an irredeemable dirtbag, but she sure knows how to make a mare feel amazing.