> Quentin's Potion Experiment
>  by THEJamiboi
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> Quentin's Potion Experiment
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The gentle drip, drip, drip of liquid funnelling into a tube only to drop down into a different dish of liquid filled the open room. Three ponies huddled around the end, standing before a vial that would soon collect the finished product. Before that, an elaborate range of variously sized glass beakers, bunsen burners and lab vials flowed along a long table, liquids of interchanging colours ran through air sealed tubes from various sources being melted, compressed or burnt.

On an almost pedestal like stand was a decent sized chunk of brittle, slightly washed out, white snake scales which was suddenly engulfed in a very steady stream of purple tinted magic, the source being the central pony of the three ponies, before the hum of magic closed in on the table of tools beside the magic wielder as well. The new ball acting like a disembodied appendage holding a thin bladed scalpel. Two tweezers, in similar magical bubbles, hovered over and pulled the end of the shed scales, which showed signs of many variously sized cuts making it look jagged and ripped.

“Does the size matter as well?” A soft voice asked to the magic user.

“Not really, we only want a small dose… Problem is cutting it. When I first started…” The voice paused in concentration as the tweezers stretched out the scales for easier precision, bringing up the undersize which was a bleached colour, but was clearly red at some point “I had no idea how to cut it… I got oddly sized chucks some worked too much, some too little for the vials I set out, often making a mess when it was too much, but the potion always worked… However, I also had a lot of waste left over that had I been better at it could have been used for more potions and testing and I prefer to use this form of lamia scales specifically.” The magic continued to hover over the scales searching for something.

“Why?” The final voice asked, remaining mostly silent, clearly out of the loop in the vast majority of all of this.

“Well… Ruby’s just easier to deal with now, since when I first met her she was alone or with Bolt, and I was more eager with the possibilities of science than my fear of snakes right then and when I need more she generally sends it by mail…” The first voice said “T-the others are… Kind of… Well… They don’t get that I’m not comfortable with snakes normally… I can manage with Ruby because she’s very civilized and visits alone if I need a real lamia to get testing ideas but the other lamias charge in like a crowd and act very…”

“Snake-like?” The third voice offered.

The first pony’s shadow nodded “Yeah, they think because of my desire to dabble in this that I’m okay with snakes and aren’t shy about showing off their coils in all their weight or their tongue or t-teeth…”

“Don’t they have hypnosis?” The second voice asked “Or was it like my spell that one time…?”

Twilight shook her head “No it’s… Wonderful, no after effects either and I’m sure it could get rid of my phobia with it I just… Don’t trust them not to take advantage of me right then I mean… What if they make me do something I don’t want to…? Like eat bad food, do something embarrassing or-or… ‘Change’ me…?” The pony’s magic shook before she was given a light shake from the third pony.

“Focus, Twilight. They won’t dare. Not with me about!” The pony claimed.

“Heh, sure Quentin, like they wouldn’t ‘dare’ bury you under coils again?” The second pony asked.

“Shut up Starlight!” Quentin said in a squeaky voice from embarrassment.

“Quiet… Okay so… I cut just under the belly scales where the armour folds back and cut down along the rims where the top scales begin… Alright!” Twilight’s magic lowered the tools down and pulled away a patch of the red belly scales through the air, folding them over into a neat square before setting them down before her on a chopping board.

“Now what?” Starlight asked.

“I usually shave them into slivers now…” Twilight’s magic focused on the patch of scales and there was a soft tearing noise before it appeared to start to fall apart.

When the scales were as fine as sand, Twilight lifted the board up, the backlash of light from her horn lighting her purple face and her mane, the dark blue hair looking slightly damp from a nervous sweat brought on earlier from Twilight, and her pink and purple highlight had spiked up oddly. Her purple eyes inspected the scales for any chunks before they were satisfied.

“The cut up isn’t needed, I just find the potions effects last longer if I do this, perhaps because the magic compressed into the scales is more stretched out… Also, the coils are often larger.” Twilight said the last fact as if it was important, which is was when it was her.

Twilight tipped the scales into another vial, tipping in a clear water like liquid so the scales swirled within, like the liquid was contaminated with large bugs or something.

“Doesn’t look very appetising…” Quentin noted, the lucky one to be trying it.

“Is the big colt not okay with having his medicine?” Starlight asked him in a mockingly motherly voice.

“Watch it, I’m about to become a mound of muscle and power soon!” Quentin threatened as the scales began to dissolve into the liquid and it began to fill the tube, running towards the end to join the other liquids.

The vial at the end final began to fill with a rapid drip, like a leaky tap. Dark purple liquid frothed on contact with the empty glass and steam (At least Quentin, who would soon inject the stuff, hoped it was steam!) poured out with every drop with a feral hiss, as if the liquid was threatening them if they tried to drink it.

“Huh… It’s angry.” Quentin stated.

“How can a potion be angry?” Starlight asked.

“It can’t, but that’s generally good, the hissing means it’s potent. Good lifespan on the effects and a long shelf life… I’ve oddly got a lot of early orders from the friends and family of the original testers…” Twilight mused out loud.

The dripping began to slow before finally stopping, and the hissing ceased, but the steam still rolled out “Okay when it simmers down and stops steaming it’s safe… I’ll get the lights.” The sudden shift of light made Starlight and Quentin blink their blue eyes rapidly.

Quentin reached a grey hoof up to his eyes “Little more warning next time?” He asked as if he had been sleeping, covering his head with his wings, his horn turning the dial on the lights back down a notch.

“I normally do that, it’s not that bad, is it?” Twilight asked.

Quentin rolled his eyes so much his head moved, batting his yellow mane around “Quentin has a point.” Starlight admitted.

“Oh, come on Starlight you should side with me!” Twilight moaned like a kid denied sweets.

“You may be my teacher,” Starlight said placing her hoof to her pink furred chest, her head tilted down with a smile as her mane fell down, the purple curl by her eye bouncing from the sudden movement “But I still don’t have to be totally biased to you when you’re wrong, right?”

Twilight grumbled in agreement “Right.”

“Now… Let’s test it!” Starlight side with a gleeful smile.

Twilight nodded and offered the vial to Quentin, having seen the ingredients and the process it didn’t have the same appeal he’d heard of from the other testers who were clueless of the process.

“Um, is it safe?” Quentin asked nervously as he took the potion staring as it frothed up at him.

“There’s been no recording or any indications of any damage or side effects from anypony who’s tested it.” Twilight promised.

Quentin sighed, nodded and turned the potion upward, downing the battery tasting mix “Oh,” Twilight added as Quentin worked on the last gulp “Hmmm, too late for morphine I guess.” Quentin’s head snapped back down.

“Morphine!?” He cried “You said there was no damage!”

“No permanent damage.” Twilight repeated.

Starlight chuckled “What you thought growing a massive tail would be painless?”

“Well you word-GAHH!” Quentin let go of the empty vial suddenly but Twilight merely reached out and caught it, letting Quentin fall to the floor.

“Just try to stay still it’ll pass real soon.” Twilight said backing up, the sudden growth could be a hazard, she also moved the chemistry set so they wouldn’t fall over if Quentin hit them.

Quentin held his front hooves to his head, breathing rapidly and whimpering, grunting or moaning in pain. There was the sickening sound of bones snapped, almost like gunfire, so it sounded like there was a firefight going on around Quentin. Then a new sound, like large amounts of rubber or something being stretched and forced over something far too big.

“Wow, the change is very rapid!” Starlight noted.

“Indeed, I’ve been working to slow it down so testers can drink it and sleep through the change for an easier time, sadly this sacrifices the longevity of the potions effects with my current tests.” Twilight said, the pair having a conversation as if a writhing stallion with an odd, semisolid tube of wriggling flesh that had fused with his rear legs was a common occurrence here.

It certainly wasn’t the strangest thing to have happened in the castle, though it was pretty decently up in the list.

Quentin looked up to add a smart remark about having the weaker potion but a wave of pain silenced him “So how long does the altered potion last?” Starlight asked.

“Well, at the same volume it might have lasted a day or two, so much of the potion is used in the slower change that the effects are much less. A single drop from the overnight change can last a minute to the instant changes hour effect.” Twilight explained.

Quentin gasped, the pain receding as an odd sensation of bodily cold swept down his back ‘legs’ which felt unnaturally long now “W-wait how long will this last?” Quentin asked.

“Well,” Twilight check the vial “At the volume you drank… Maybe a couple… Weeks?”

“W-weeks… I thought this would just be a couple hours for your tests!” Quentin said, letting the clicking his body was making die down before he attempted to move or look down.

“Well you began drinking it before I could measure any out for you!” Twilight accused.

Starlight gave a very slow clap “Well done Quentin.” She said.

“Not helping.” Quentin grunted

“I know.” Starlight remarked “Either way, I’d say it’s done, Twilight?”





Twilight inspected Quentin from the top of his body to the bottom of his new extension “Yes, it appeared the process has finished, your body has ceased convulsing so I believe it’s done. Quentin, would you mind trying to stand and inspect your body for me, please?” Twilight asked, grabbing a pen, clipboard and recorder, her voice taking the tone similar to a nurse.

Quentin placed both hooves on the floor and pushed himself upward so, had his body remained the same, he would be high on his hind legs… In fact, he was higher up now he noticed it, odd. Quentin looked down at his body, same body but it split towards his waist into a torrent of grey and yellow scales cover a tube of pure muscle, his tail slipped downward under him and was piled in a mess of twisted loops of fat and muscle all around where Quentin had fallen. The tail began consistent to Quentin’s body then bulged out to over twice it’s thickness. Quentin tried to shift his right leg and several coils tumbled from the pile.

“Okay seems like you can move them, take a moment to let your brain settle into the new nerves it now has to manage, shouldn’t take long.” Twilight advised.

“He’s a lot bigger than most lamias.” Starlight commented, with her own clipboard.

“Yes… His width is almost on par with Sunny, the largest lamia I have on record; however, he is under a quarter of her size in terms of length. Very thick yet short tail, still decent size though… I’d wager at least sixty to seventy feet long.” Starlight nodded in agreement with her teacher’s estimation.

“Also, a hoofnote, his wings, like all Pegasi testers before him, remain despite being useless.” Starlight spoke for the recording.

Starlight lifted up a book with a long selection of snakes, flipping through it rapidly “I think his body has taken on the attributes of a royal python, or ball python, they’re thick yet shorter than most snakes.” Starlight noted holding over a picture to her teacher who flinched at the image then calmed herself. Lamias were much easier to deal with.

“Okay, motor test, Quentin raise… This coil!” Twilight placed a hoof on a random coil and Quentin felt the tap on his new armour through his body.

With a faint bit of difficulty, Quentin focused on that particular part of his tail that had felt the connection of Twilight’s hoof and it sailed rapidly up into the air before Quentin recovered and set it back down to a reasonable height. Twilight stepped up wrapped her hooves around the tail and hugged it.

“Feels considerable stronger than most transformed lamias… Fatter too… Very… Soft…” Twilight’s head drifted down onto the coil and half her face sank into the appendage like a liquid pillow.

Quentin felt a shiver from his body, Twilight felt red hot on his tail yet it was a red-hot heat he wanted within his coils, he put two and two together and understood his new body part lacked any form of internal heating, he’d have to rely on other methods to warm up… Like coiling up Twilight. Starlight cleared her throat and Twilight stood up straight as if she’d been dosing off.

“Um yes…” Twilight cleared her throat taking on a, now slightly shaky, professional tone once again “Tail is of a much thicker density than all other past subjects and I imagine would be even comfier- THICKER! When on the ground.” Twilight said her face gaining a red hue as she let go of Quentin’s tail, which flexed as the cool air seeped in quickly to replace Twilight’s body heat that’d she’d left behind.

“O-okay now, Quentin can you try moving around please?” Twilight asked.

Quentin looked down at his tail as pulled himself forward, it felt difficult, as if he was dragging a set of iron weights around behind him, the coil mound spilt more coils downward. Okay, so forcing himself along wasn’t going to work and he’d probably just end up falling… Quentin pulled himself forward slightly and tried to focus on moving his tail further back which responded and moved to catch up. Quentin slid in several circles, the mound falling away to spread out more, though this just made the cold floor more pronounced to Quentin.

“I think I’ve got it…” Quentin mumbled watching the cool grey coils twist and slither behind him, it was getting easier, the need to focus on individual parts of his tail was fading rapidly. Quentin could still manipulate certain coils but movement had become… Natural.

“He managed to learn without falling… First subject to do that on their first attempt.” Twilight’s voice, once again, turned shaky as her more anticipated test drew close “Okay now… To test how well he can coil something up. We’ll move to a different room though, it’s no doubt cold for you in here, Quentin.” Twilight said and led the way out the lab at a very rapid pace.

“So, you going to take notes whilst Quentin coils me?” Starlight asked.

“Oh, I thought I could be the subject.” Twilight mumbled trying to sound uninterested as Quentin followed behind the pair down the hallways “I know what we’re looking for.” Twilight said more assertively.

“Oh? Then wouldn’t it be even better for me to go in, since you’d know what to ask and might get distracted.” Starlight smiled.

“Distracted by what?” Twilight asked.

“Your desire to be buried under coils, perhaps?” Starlight suggested as if it was a common think to happen.

Quentin slid a bit closer with a small smile “Perhaps you could both give it a test, I’m sure I’m big enough and it would provide much more diverse results.” He cooed.

“I guess that would work best…” Twilight admitted.

“It means you BOTH get to experience nice thick comfy coils.” Seemed Quentin had already begun to learn how to use a lamia’s tongue.

Or he was always this seductive.

“R-right, then it’s settled, the living room is just here…” Starlight said before Twilight cleared her throat.

“That’s uh… A closet.” Twilight said opening the door to…

A broom closet.

“Oh…” Twilight said confused as if the living room had gotten up and walked away.

“Oh indeed, here is the living room right where we left it!” Starlight proclaimed with a chuckle.

Quentin laughed softly and Twilight blushed even harder than before “R-right of course, sorry…” She said ducking inside to escape the awkward atmosphere around herself.





The living room had been rearranged for the testing, the couches and sofas were packed away, however the pillows that had lined them had all been removed and now formed a sort of mattress along the floor near the fire. The floor and fireplace itself had been cleaned and a fire was ready to be lit within. Twilight fired a simple spell into the centre of the wood pile and it rapidly crackled to life. Quentin slid over to the pillow pile and twirled her tail in a circle over them, his sheer bulk squishing the pillows down and his tail trailing away from the pile easily. Quentin lay before the fire, enjoying the sensation of the heat beating against the front of his coils greatly. Quentin’s eagerness was easily noticed by Twilight who smiled.

“I took the liberty of preparing the fire before the tests as I needed one for my own personal tests.” She said stepping over to Quentin.

“So, are we going to practise the coiling test now?” Quentin asked.

Twilight cried out “Yes!” Then caught herself “W-we are.” Twilight said, composing herself quickly after her sudden outburst.

Quentin merely let his tail shift beside him for Twilight and she rose a hoof up to step up, hanging it over the high coils before her. Twilight’s hoof quivered before touching the coil and she cooed softly as it sank up to her knee like thick snow. Twilight pushed herself up and placed the other front hoof on top. As Twilight shifted herself entirely onto the coils Starlight followed, with more speed as she had no idea that the sensations needed to be savoured like Twilight did. However once both mares were atop him, weighing his pudgy coils down, Quentin let the mass of muscle shift and the pair wobbled before tumbling forward.

“You did that-Mmmffhh!” Starlight began to accuse Quentin before the coils sank deeper and he snapped a coil wider than Starlight’s body over her, Quentin’s natural desire to contain Starlight’s warmth aiding him in easily finding a suitable coil for her.

All that was visible of Starlight was several locks of hair and the sound of muffled complaining between the gaps. Twilight had fallen forward and lay down beside Quentin who stared down at her, the fire light flickering over his new form mysteriously. Twilight let her head rest on the coil in front of her, it was almost as thick as she was tall and her head sank deep into the fat within. Quentin rose a coil up that was almost as big as Twilight’s head and reached over caressing her, at the same time he let the odd twitch his tail wanted to do proceed and Starlight was subjected to rhythmic squeezing and rowing of the coils around her. She fell silent for a second as she began to move, then her eyes rolled up as the heavy fat and strong muscle worked in sync to form an almost crashing wave sensation against her body. Her own muscles abandoned ship and pledged servitude to Quentin within seconds, her complaints turned to whimpering moans demanding more.

“Can you hear that, Twilight?” Quentin cooed outside with his lover, whom nodded meekly “Yessss, you like that sound, you want to be making it. You want to feel the weight of my coils pressing down on you, unable to move, unable to resist, to fight… Only moan for more!”

“M-more…” Twilight mimicked “P-please Quentin, don’t tease me.” Twilight pleaded finding the strength to lift her head, only to have it weighed down by the coil gliding through her mane.

“Ssshhhh, don’t fight, I know what you want and need!” Quentin leaned down and whispered “A good… Ssssqueeeeeeze!” He hissed as he let the coil under Twilight rise up.

Twilight hung from the front and back like a damp cloth, watching Quentin quietly as the coil turned so she lay down upon the soft belly scales lengthways. Quentin let another coil rise up and with some concentration, his tongue sticking out as he worked, Quentin got the coil to start looping. Quentin let Twilight’s hooves be closed in, still hanging like noodles, deep within the thick coils, the coils then twisted downward and pinned them between two mounds of comfort before the lead coil rose up and worked itself higher up Twilight’s body, pinning more of Twilight’s legs against Quentin’s comforting grip. Quentin paused on the next coil, lifting up Twilight’s two limp front legs, which hung down either side as if she was sleeping upon a giant branch. Twilight cooed as the coil covered her whole torso and upper body. The coils slid upward, Twilight’s back hooves being tugged against as Quentin closed the three-coil cocoon all around Twilight.

Quentin looked at his prize, from the outside observer, it appeared, beside Twilight’s head, that Quentin had merely wrapped up one of his own coils they were so thick Twilight’s body simply was not visible anymore! Quentin placed a hoof atop one of the coils and they began to close inward. Twilight felt them tense, and in her own cocoon, Starlight felt the same. Both mares were pressed into the coils as they hardened slightly to keep them from simply sinking further, the air is their lungs couldn’t be kept in as the space shrank steadily and they let out a chime of gasps as they tried to get enough excited air in. Quentin relaxed all at once then began to squeeze again, faster.

Twilight let herself flop into the coils as she watched Quentin guide his coils into the helpless mare “Q-Quentin.” She moaned.

“Yes Twilight?” Quentin asked sliding over as her tail gave a sudden jerkish tug as it tightened and held its tension, Twilight’s gasps apparent of the lack of space for breathing, yet she was open mouth as if this was pure joy.

Twilight managed to squeak out a word “Hypnosis.” She managed and Quentin relaxed his coils on her, sliding closer to the fire and turning to face her as he set the floating cocoon down on the other coils above the pillows, Starlight’s cocoon opened around her head and she blinked from the sudden change of light, blinking and gasping for air like Twilight.

“Hypnosis… You can use that as a lamia.” Twilight managed with short breath.

Starlight’s expression shifted suddenly, from one who was sinking into bliss eagerly, and suffering from a slight lack of air, to one of serious panic “Wait, hypnosis… I’m not so sure Twilight… Remember my spell!” She reminded the alicorn, the fiasco with her friends had not ended well.

“It’s not like that… It’s heaven.” Starlight hardly recognised the voice of her teacher as she verbally lusted for the mental shackles.

Quentin lay down before Twilight, blindfolding Starlight and now ignoring her with his squeezing, letting the coils go limp. Starlight felt as if she was being punished and part of her mind grumbled that she had chased off the wonderful squeezing!

“How do I do it?” Quentin asked, holding Twilight’s dipping chin up with a hoof.

“It’s like what you did to me before… Focus on what you want from your…” Twilight smiled “Victim.” She moaned the word, the role so befitting of her “To experience… To do… To become… Imagine me with pulsing rings in my eyes, a broad smile, and eager to serve you as your faithful pet. Fill me with bliss!” Twilight begged like a dog for a treat out of reach.

Starlight listened from the side lines, her ears twitching… Could this hypnosis be so good that it reduced Twilight to begging like this? If she could hear herself she’d change her fur colour from sheer embarrassment!

“Alright,” Quentin tightened the coil under Twilight’s head, forcing her to stare upward, as if her head wasn’t locked in place already “Now, just focus on my eyes and nothing else. let the world melt away.” Quentin said softly.

Starlight look away in time to miss Quentin’s eyes dilate into pinpricks. Twilight watched with eager anticipation as a set of rings began to flow forth from Quentin’s eyes. A deep steel grey like tempered iron flowed forth from Quentin’s eyes, followed closely by a ring of bright blond yellow, then a lighter shade of yellow and another grey. Quentin had little control over his new found hypnotic powers, and so it flowed out in full force, unhindered and merciless in its assault of Twilight’s mental senses. The mare was so close their noses were almost a hair away from touching, and the proximity only added to the power. On top of all this, Twilight’s past session under both Quentin and Ruby had left the alicorn with little capability to combat the spell as it seeped easily in, like water through cracks in a bowl. Twilight’s eyes half dilated then simply spread out into grey and yellow rings and followed Quentin’s eyes unwavering.

Quentin relaxed his coils and let Twilight’s head move about, following Quentin as he let his upper body dance about, Twilight jerking her head left and right, pressing it up against the coils. Twilight cooed happily, her wings trying to flutter in their confined space only served to make them rub up against the coils, which made Twilight gasp, this gave Quentin an idea. Gradually he put a bit of tension on his coils until he found a good point when Twilight had risen up, then he relaxed quickly and she slid down within the comforting coils, sinking into them again. They tensed up to the same point, faster now, and Twilight noticed the rubbing sensation and moaned, her body putty to Quentin’s whims.

Twilight tried to work her mind into forming a sentence “Quen… Quentin… It feels… Good…” Twilight had been sure she’d wanted to say something else, yet complimenting Master just felt so much better to the simple slave.

“I’m glad to hear it Twilight.” Quentin cooed as he gave another squeeze “Who do you obey?” Quentin asked.

“You Master.” Twilight moaned in a low tone.

“And why do you obey me?” This was becoming a lot of fun for Quentin.

“Because the rings tell me too… They’re so nice… They feel so good.” Twilight whispered as if afraid to chase the bliss her body was being constricted by away.

Quentin smiled “Do you want me to melt away your fears, worrier and responsibilities… Let bliss be all that you know, all that you can feel under my gaze.” Quentin hissed.

Starlight had shut her eyes tight but her ears quivered at the words the pair spoke, it should feel wrong, dirty or maybe even creepy. Instead it felt appealing… As if she wanted it, and if it brought back the squeezing…

“Y-yes Quentin… Master, break me so you can fix me in your own way!” Twilight pleaded.

“You already are.” Quentin cooed and with that, what little conscious thought Twilight had snapped like a twig and the happy hypnotic mental image of Twilight jumping on the broken branches for her Master’s amusement further cemented her mental state.

“Starlight,” Quentin said making the mare jump as if she thought she’d been caught eavesdropping “It’s over, since you don’t want to try this part of the test there’s no need to stay.”

“What?” Starlight asked opening her eyes as the cocoon lifted up and dumped her out onto the carpet, where she fell onto her rump when her legs failed to support her weight. Her mind was barking at her, first she lost he squeezing and now the coils all together!?

“Yes, you must have enough for your report, Twilight and I will continue whilst you start on it.” Quentin said turning back to Twilight.

Starlight finally took notice of her teacher; her eyes had changed. Gone were her bright intelligent pupils, replaced by a torrent of racing yellow and grey rings. She was no longer frowning in concentration or looking up in thought or giving a reassuring smile to tell you it was fine, instead a wide grin adorned her mouth as only syrupy bubbles of bliss seeped through the tar that was her mind now. She looked so peaceful, almost as if she were asleep, yet awake and able to experience the eerily peaceful quiet of a blank mind. It looked wonderful, and it would be so easy to join her if Starlight could just ask…

Starlight tore her gaze from Twilight and heaved herself up, turning away and walking slowly towards the door. She couldn’t be giving up that kind of bliss, could she? When would she ever get another chance like this? Starlight paused and looked back as Quentin shifted to the front of Twilight, moving the coils that once contained Starlight over to Twilight ready to pamper her more now she had him all to herself.

Starlight felt her mouth move before her mind spoke “I’ve changed my mind.” Starlight blinked as if surprised and looked down to avoid Quentin’s gaze. Despite having her back to him.

“Oh? You would like to be hypnotised? Wonderful, come on then.” Quentin smiled, making no effort to help the resilient little mare.

Starlight managed to turn around, then fought to open her eyes, staring at the ground. She glanced up at Quentin who watch from in front of the ball of coils that was her moaning teacher. Starlight walked up to the pile of coils Quentin had spread out like a jungle before the fire and stared at him, Quentin prompting her with a hoof to step up. Starlight, with some hesitation, stepped up and waited for Quentin to coil her again.

Quentin smiled at Starlight and she gulped “Crawl under my coils.” He ordered.

Starlight blushed but grumbled to herself, she wasn’t scared of his soft, comfy, squishy coils. Starlight moved towards the centre and found a good coil, she lay down upon it and wriggled up to the gap that slipped down to the coils beneath, the coil was half the size of Starlight laid out across it! She’d only need two coils to be fully bound! Starlight, empowered by the visual idea of her head peeking out of a coil bed, reach down between the gap and grabbed hold of the coil, she also channelled magic through to her horn and attempted to grab the coil too, but it slipped like water through her hooves. It seemed she’d have to do this the hard way.

Starlight pulled up against the coil and rolled herself over, huffing as the great coil twisted with her and it lay over her belly, it slipped down beside the coil against her back and formed a coil around her perfectly. Starlight then wriggled her hooves under and tried to roll again to form a second coil for her bottom half, but the weight of the coil on her and under her were simply too much, she simply rolled inside the cocoon which shifted and she slipped back into the same position facing the ceiling now.

“Seems you’re stuck like that, no matter, we can work with this.” Quentin said sliding forward and hovering over Starlight, appearing upside down from her point of view.

Quentin’s eyes once again wove their hypnotic pattern of control, beginning their assault on Starlight. Her body became rigged and she clenched her teeth within her mouth as she felt a mental ram hit her consciousness… Then it began to caress and tickle the edges. Starlight could hear distant quiet voices but the words were too faint to hear, Starlight strained her ears but as she focused on the words she felt her focus dip on the rings and she snapped back. She had to focus on Quentin’s eyes… No this wasn’t right.

“Quentin, I’ve changed my mind stop!” Starlight hadn’t gone far enough for her speech to be deterred, but it did serve to distract her without her knowledge, breaking a barrier in her mind. The words were still too quiet to hear however.

“Oh, don’t fret Starlight, just let it progress a little further, give it a chance! You haven’t even let the good effects start yet.” Quentin said.

“Good effects?” Starlight asked still with a tinge of concern.

Quentin nodded and Starlight did too, her eyes tiny as her attention was focused almost solely on the rings, the rest on the coils and voices intruding in her head “Yes, what you are no doubt experiencing are just the buddings of the wonders you will soon enjoy if you just let it go a bit further. And the bad feelings of fear, confusion and worry… They will be gone, it’s what you want right? No fear that ponies won’t accept you, or hold you too your mistakes… Here, you are just in bliss… Heaven.” Quentin said poking under Starlight’s armour.

“Y-yes… I guess… Yeah, you’re right… It would be nice not to be… Judged…” Starlight mumbled, the simple words allowing rings to begin pulsing over her eyes, a signal that she was beginning to lose the battle for her will.

“And when there are no thoughts in your mind no one can judge you at all.” Quentin cooed sweet silver words, letting his tail press in, tighter and tighter.

“Yes… No thoughts… In my… Mind…” Starlight droned. She was experiencing a soft nagging, like a foal tugging at her mother’s shoulder, but she didn’t care. Starlight just wanted to focus on Quentin’s eyes.

Grey.

Yellow.

Grey.

And yellow again.

The consistency was so nice, peaceful, comforting. It didn’t threaten to cease or change, it would always be there for her at her beck and call, entombing her mind like Quentin’s coils entombed her body so nice and tight… Squeeze, wringing the air out of her lungs sweetly as she gasped cutely for him, a silently plea… For a tighter hug from her Master.





Quentin smiled at his two hypnotised pets, letting his focus slip and the hypnosis died down to a stop, his eyes had stopped pulsing and returned to normal but Twilight and Starlight’s remained racing with rings across their eyes “It must feel wonderful, so much bliss flooding through your minds, my coils sliding and squeezing you so tight. Your body’s flooding with my control.” Quentin said.

Starlight and Twilight nodded as their pulsing eyes rolled up, Twilight in bliss, Starlight’s too, though mostly from lack of air as her mouth hung open gasping before Quentin relaxed. Then he felt something sweetly hot drip onto his tail from Starlight and he blinked.

“Starlight, what was that?” Quentin asked squeezing her, as if wringing an answer from her. Another drop also followed the squeeze.

“M-my love for Master’s tight hugging coils! I’m such a good coil warmer.” Starlight cooed smiling dutifully.

Quentin slowly slid closer to Starlight and around the back, where her tail was raised up in welcome and she was drooling from her lips… The other pair.

Quentin felt a heat rise to his face he didn’t know his body was capable of currently “My tail excites you?” He asked in a very shaky voice

Intentional or not, the pair took this as a command and rocked back and forth on Quentin’s long serpentine tail. Or they tried to at least. Twilight’s lust soon joined in the aroma and Quentin gulped sliding back to the front of the two and dragging the panting mares close. Quentin, with shaky hooves, held the two slaves heads up.

“You are okay with this… Me doing this to you, in or out of trance… It’s natural for you to want this… But remember only in private.” Quentin ordered and the pair nodded.

“Please Master, I want you.” Twilight said lighting her horn up and projecting love hearts, Starlight not wanting to be outclassed by her sister slave did so too for Master. The hearts had swirls at the centre to show their loving place.

“Well… Since you asked so nicely.” Quentin said with a perverted smile “But Starlight was eager for it first you’ll just have to wait.” Quentin said.

“N-no, Master please!” Quentin wrapped a coil over Twilight’s mouth turning her begs into lustful moans.

“Ah, ah! Quiet Twilight, good slaves obey Master without question.” Twilight moaned in acceptance.

Starlight rocked harder against Master’s coils as he lifted her up to face Twilight, no longer upside down “Make sure to show Twilight just how much you are enjoying and loving this.” Quentin ordered lowering himself down to Starlight’s soaked lips, which winked at him like an invitation.

Quentin licked his lips and leaned forward, he still had a pony tongue sadly but it would do. Quentin ran it from the bottom up to the very top, flicking it over Starlight’s little nub which flicked out at his teasing lick. Starlight let out a gasp and a long sigh, trying to wriggle backwards.

“Stay still Starlight.” Quentin ordered grabbing her back two legs with two coils and stretching them apart as Quentin leaned closer “I bet my breath alone caressing your sensitive pussy is enough to edge you so far along.” Quentin said before blowing softly through his lips.

Starlight shook and wriggled in her cocoon, Twilight watching with pulsating eyes as the mare, normally as formal and uptight as her, reduced to a lustful sex craving toy belonging to Quentin. Why couldn’t she have gotten turned on first?

Quentin smiled at Starlight’s quivering and then grunted, feeling a tightness in his genital area “Twilight,”

“Yes Master?” Twilight squeaked, her mouth coil having slipped around her neck as Twilight had been trying to manoeuvre her hoof to rub herself, had she been naughty?

“Where’s my cock on this body?” Quentin asked and Starlight’s eyes widened with a smile as her tail rose higher.

“It’s just below where you tail joins to your handsome pony body, Master, you just push the scales down.” Twilight explained.

Quentin let his hoof glide down and the throbbing muscle sprang out of its cramped prison as the V shaped scales parted for him “Ah, good girl.” Quentin praised.

“Thank you Master… Will I get it?” Twilight asked hopefully

“In time, be patient.” Quentin said to another whimper from his lover as her gag returned.

But for now, Quentin stood up and grasped Starlight’s soft flank “Let’s give this a try.” He said rubbing his hard penis underneath Starlight, the fur of her body tickling him pleasantly and his own coils weren’t too bad either.

Starlight moaned, dripping hot love onto him and rocking what little of her body she could in her coily prison. Quentin leaned back angling himself to enter her and gave Starlight the full length quickly. The mare opened her mouth with a cry as she rocked forward, the coils clamping down and tugging her back into position, rocking her womb deliciously. Quentin decided to let his tail do the hard worked and rocked Starlight back and forth steadily like some giant living toy. Starlight made wonderful gasps and grunts every time she slapped against Quentin’s shaft, her inner tunnel tight around him, working hard to get him off. Quentin’s cock was squeezed tightly by Starlight every time she winked, and her innards clenching down on him sent pulsing waves of pleasure through Starlight’s spine making her quiver in pleasure, Master felt so long, thick and large… She was truly blessed to be used this way for him! Quentin exhaled through his nose as he began to pump Starlight faster, feeling sweat bead on his forehead despite most of his body still being rather cool.

Quentin noticed Twilight watching every detail of both his and Starlight’s face with her pulsing pleading eyes. It occurred to Quentin he could only finished in one of the two of them, and he wanted it to be Twilight.

“Starlight, I’m finished with you now,” Quentin cooed and Starlight moaned meekly “But I don’t want to leave you so close to the edge… So, I’m going to count down from three, each number will send crashing waves of pleasure, each number adding a hundred times more than before… At zero you will cum so hard your mind will snap and you will slump into an orgasmic hypnotic sleep, okay?” Starlight nodded eagerly, wanting him to start counting.

“Three.” Starlight gave a sharp gasp as the nerves of her body tingled with the sensation of a normal thrust.

“Two.” Starlight gave a scream as the nerves became ablaze with sensitivity, her inner walls pulsating madly as her body was brought to an unreachable edge of orgasm, yet she didn’t cum… It was something that should be physically impossible! Mind melting, laws of science defying-

“One.” Starlight’s mouth hung open in a silent scream as her eyes rolled up, the rings in her eyes speeding up to the point they almost appeared to be motionless, yet both colours blurred over her eyes. Starlight, if she were conscious, would be having a spas attack from what her nerves were experiencing right now.

“Zero.” Starlight’s walls began to milk Quentin as she sprayed her cum all over his coils, she arched her body upward and managed to remain awake for the first three mind cracking squirts, then her mind simply couldn’t handle the strain and she slumped, continuing to cum nine more times before stopping.

Twilight, all the while, stared in anticipation, she would have an even greater pleasure… Master’s seed!

“Master, I’m ready!” Twilight cried from her own cocoon trying to drag her prison over to him to start now.

Quentin pulled out of Starlight, who let out a dreamy moan as she slumped upon the coils she was placed upon, before slowly sinking into them like quicksand “Oh are you? Well,” Quentin smiled as he sat down and opened up his coil cocoon for Twilight to climb out “Crawl over here and climb on top of me!” Quentin ordered.

Twilight nodded and crawled desperately forward, fighting against the weaving rows of coils that seemed to work to hinder her hungry progress towards her Master. Eventually Twilight broke free and she scrambled up onto her Master’s lap, wrapping her own legs around him, her rump resting against his hard, damp cock.

“You’re so large Master.” Twilight whispered rocking her soft butt around to tease her Master into ravaging her sooner.

“You’re about to find out for real.” Quentin said draping a coil around Twilight’s shoulders, he pushed her up then used it to weigh her down onto his awaiting shaft pushing her vagina entryway apart to admit him forcefully, all the pain being twisted by a swirl of grey and yellow in ecstasy.

Twilight’s mouth hung open and she needed something to hold onto. Since it was closest, Twilight reached up and gripped her Master’s cool coils and pull them around her front like a massive scarf, hugging it to her neck tightly.

“Do you want to gasp for air, because you’re tempting me here.” Quentin stated smirking up at the jelly minded mare, who simply nodded rocking her hips.

Her mind was so deeply entrance and enslaved that the messages of pleasure were being heightened, she had never felt more full in such a perfect way than with Master inside her stretching her walls outward to fit him snugly, she had never felt more in need than in Master’s embrace, she had never felt better pleasure than by the hooves, coils or cock of Master. Master, Master, MASTER! The word sang like a chorus of angles to Twilight and she drank it all up like water.

“Squeeze your little toy Master, I just want to bring you pleasure.” Twilight cooed resting her head against his coils.

Quentin reached the end of his tail up and stroked Twilight’s horn. A unicorn, or alicorn’s horn was the most sensitive part of the body, matched only by the wing feathers for an alicorn or pegasus, as the sensual touch of Twilight’s Master sent sparks shooting out of her horn.

“Such a naughty mare.” Quentin cooed wrapping her horn up and squeezing it alongside her neck “You need to be ‘punished’ for being so dirty… Cleaned by my coils and eyes!” Quentin said, pulling down on Twilight, smashing his cock head against her womb.

Twilight drooled, tilting her head down as her mind was smashed around in her skull like a foal waving around a toy “Y-yes Master, punish me… Fix me with your wonderful body and eyes!” Twilight cried pulling up from Master’s crotch only to be dragged back down with a tight yank and a gasp of air going out.

Quentin sank into the sensations of Twilight’s hot marehood caressing, squeezing and toying with his cock within her beating hot walls. In fact, it was the one thing Twilight really dominated Quentin with currently… But the rest of her… That was all his! And the idea of wrapping her up, bouncing her around, watching her mind shatter through pulsating rings, her cries for Master Quentin to go harder like she was now it was so good, so hot, so sexy so…

“M-Master you’re cumming in your slave!” Twilight cried with crossed eyes.

Quentin bit his teeth as he emptied himself into Twilight, the sensation her mind experienced from bringing her Master the greatest pleasure with her body, along with the lack of oxygen and hypnosis alone, sent Twilight reeling as her inner walls contracted down around Quentin, milking him for more hot cum.

“Maaaaaassssterrrrrrr.” Twilight let out a long moan as the coils around her horn and head closed in, silencing her cries to high pitches squeaks as Quentin rode his orgasmic high for a while longer.

Quentin finally returned from his own world of bliss when he began to feel Twilight quiver as her air supply ran out and he relaxed his grip, the mare slumping in semi-consciousness from her asphyxiation within Quentin’s coils.

“Master, did I please you?” Twilight asked dreamily as she managed to climb off his cock and flopped down beside him to rest.

“Yeah Twilight, you were wonderful… How long did you say this form would last?” Quentin asked.

“A few… Weeks…?” Twilight mumbled.

“What positions can lamias perform?” Twilight smiled at Quentin’s perverted statement.

“We’ll have to learn won’t we, for science.” Twilight said, part of her old self shining through.