My Little Peony: Friendship is Tragic

by cuteycindyhoney

First published 5th of March, 2016

In the world of Faeruhn, a scholar named Peony finds a portal. In the world of Equestria, a Princess named Twilight finds a portal. It isn’t all Friendship and Magic when these worlds collide.

TRIGGERS: RapeVoreGoreSnuff (of background characters) YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!
A nominee for this year's "Clitorides Award" for best "Gay/Lesbian/Gender Bending Story" of 2015 at StoriesOnline!
Peony is a Golden scholar. She has discovered the legendary statue said to have been the portal that brought Starswirl the Seeder to Faeruhn over a thousand years ago. Twilight Sparkle is a Princess. She has discovered a second magic mirror left by Starswirl the Bearded over a thousand years ago. What will happen when Twilight and Spike go through the portal and visit the violent and brutal world of Faeruhn? Read on to find out!

This story is a cross-over to a series of stories titled "Dickgirls of Faeruhn" created by the author "Lightswicth" and continued by by Yours Truly (With kind permission from Lightswitch)

Chapter 1

A brief note on Faeruhn...

On the planet Faeruhn, the dominant life form is a hermaphroditic species consisting of 4 clone races. Each race has the aspect of a beautiful busty woman with a large impressive cock. The four races live in harmony, except during Rutting Season. Every 3 months, society breaks down, and it's every hermaphrodite for herself. Each and every one will do whatever it takes to foist their genetic material into the womb of one of the other races, and force her to unwillingly birth a clone child!

In this story, the pony Twilight, an Alicorn Princess of Equestria, locates a second mirror left by Starswirl the Bearded. She and Spike use this mirror to contact a new and different human world. As in Equestria Girls, Twilight takes the form of the humans of this strange world. This includes recreating her as a futanari with a huge penis and breasts, while having her arrive totally naked. Spike becomes futanari as well, while taking the body of a wolf-like canine creature.

Now sit back and enjoy...

My Little Peony: Friendship is Tragic
(A Dickgirls of Faeruhn tale)
By Honey Moon

Jasmine looked on with interest as Peony’s nimble fingers slid the beads rapidly on their wires. “You number crunchers are sure a strange breed.” She said with a smile.

Peony sighed. “Healer Jasmine, My breed is the same as yours.”

Jasmine tried not to laugh. “Peony, that’s not exactly what I meant.”

Peony looked up from her abacus, waited a few heartbeats, and then giggled. “Jasmine, I know what you meant.” The Golden said with a lopsided grin. “I just decided to play along with the stereotype most hold us scholars to.”

Jasmine pretended to steady herself. “Faeruhn just shook! A scholar told a joke!”

“I’m not that bad.” Peony said as her face grew flush. “I’m not serious all of the time.”

“I know, my friend.” Jasmine turned to look at the statue Peony had devoted much of her young life to recovering. After years of chasing down clues to its location in ancient fragmented written accounts, Peony had been granted permission to take a small archeology team into the forbidden zone to dig. “Are you serious about that?” She hooked a thumb at the imposing marble Faeruhnite with the impossibly large phallus. “That’s really Starswirl, The Seeder?”

“No!” Peony exclaimed. “Why do I always need to explain this to everyone? That figure is just some ancient war deity. She’s from some dark time when Faeruhn had many more than four archetypical races. She’s not important. It is said that the plinth of the statue is the gateway Starswirl used on her numerous visits to Faeruhn.”

“Now I know you aren’t being serious.” Jasmine grinned, enjoying how flustered Peony became when teased. “Next you’ll be telling me that you believe the legend that Starswirl had a magic elixir that allowed her to become erect any time she drank it. Or that she founded the Snowflake race single handedly.”

“It was well over a thousand years ago.” Peony said with a grin. “Who is to say she didn’t start the Snowflake line. Intact records of that period are extremely rare, but all the legends describe her as a huge Snowflake. It is my theory that Snowflakes are dying out because they aren’t true Faeruhnites. If an alien from another reality founded their line, they couldn’t be. There must have been some subtle incompatibility if a great being such as Starswirl produced what have ultimately proven to be such a biologically inferior race.”

“We are not inferior!” A diminutive Snowflake shouted angrily. “You must tell me all you can about this elixir, and then I will show you inferior when I recreate the formula!”

Jasmine’s hand lashed out. The crack was quite loud when she slapped the Snowflake’s face and sent her reeling across the floor. “Iris, I let you get away with a lot since you used to be a healer, but I will not stand for a slave butting in on two citizens having a conversation!”

“By the looks of it, shorty is in danger of losing her status in a very few more rutting season!” Iris shouted as she picked herself up.

Grabbing the Snowflake’s golden hair, Jasmine yanked her upright, lifting until she and Iris were eye to eye. “You watch that tongue, or I shall remove it!”

Iris cowered before her mistress’s anger and dangled limply with her feet several inches above the floor. She had no doubt that the healer had the skills to remove her tongue without outright killing her, despite the intense pain such a procedure would inflict. “I, I’m sorry!”

Jasmine let Iris drop back to the floor. “That’s better. Please excuse my servant’s behavior, Peony. I’m too softhearted and grant her far too much freedom.”

Peony sighed. “It’s okay. I don’t give a damn about what a slave says.” She smiled. “I’m still on an emotional high since digging up the statue! All of my calculations paid off admiralty. I swear that my cock almost became erect outside of rutting season when we stripped off the decaying animal skins it had been wrapped in.” She giggled. “Besides, I’m safe enough now that the school has decided I am a valuable asset. I need never worry again about losing more stature.”

A young and dangerously undersized Golden paused in her sketching of the statue. “That’s true. There’s a standing order in place now. Every rutting season, students and staff take shifts protecting Miss Peony. I, uh, volunteered to skip rutting entirely and keep an eye on her all day tomorrow.”

“That was very nice of you.” Jasmine said kindly, pretending she didn’t know that Lilac was afraid to venture out on the hunt when just one more pregnancy would shrink her down to slave status.

The rather short student sighed. It humiliated her to be literally within an inch of losing her citizenship. Healer Jasmine was sure an inspiration though. She came all the way back from Spritehood, to proudly take her place in society again. Just look at her! Three successful rutting seasons in a row, coupled with vigorous Sprite eating that bordered on gluttony, had let her surpass the five foot five of a Golden’s initial maturity. Jasmine was very respectable five foot SEVEN! Lilac shook her head and smiled. “Miss Peony is such an egghead that sometimes she doesn’t even notice she has become erect. You never know if a rogue will strike within city limits, and try to make a move on her while she happily studies the hours away.”

Peony blushed. “I notice ever blessed erection, I’ll have you know. I just always have more important things to think about.”

“You weren’t thinking important things last rutting season.” The student said with a giggle.”

Jasmine raised an eyebrow. “That sounds like a tale worth telling.”

Peony smiled sheepishly. “The university staff decided to surprise me on my birthing day. I was in the middle of some very complex calculations, when they literally threw a bound Snowflake at my feet.” She looked around as if expecting trouble. “Don’t tell the Enforcers, but I went a little goofy at the sight of a Snowflake only one good rutting away from losing her citizenship. The intent was that they would help me carry her to my retreat in the forest, but everyone was kind enough to look the other way when things, uh, escalated. It had been quite some time since I had a conquest. I didn’t even bother untying her. I, um, did it right where you’re standing.”

Jasmine pretended she had stepped in something messy, and took a giant step back. “That’s a little too much information.” She said with a laugh.

“Healer Jasmine, you should have seen it!” The student said excitedly. “Miss Peony pounded that Snowflake like a feral canine that hadn’t mated for a dozen rutting seasons! You wouldn’t believe how long she lasted before depositing her genetic material though! I was glad I had a pitcher...” Lilac blushed. She had nearly slipped and admitted that she had drained her own genetic material while watching, instead of going out on a hunt and risking the loss of her citizenship! “Um, everyone was simply in awe at how much honey she managed to consume as well! Nobody had ever seen a Snowflake lose that much stature at one rutting season.”

Jasmine winked at Iris. “We have, haven’t we, little one? If it weren’t for your insane womb sibling’s perversions, you wouldn’t have brought my clone into the world.”

“Yes Mistress. I remember.” Iris said woodenly. Her figure had finally returned to normal. Just in time for her mistress to sire another damnable Golden clone on her tomorrow. She shuddered. “How would I ever forget?”

Healer Jasmine had kept a memento of her servant’s horrifyingly deviant womb sibling. Lily’s tiny bleached skull sat in a place of honor on the mantle over the fireplace. Iris was forced to dust it every day when she cleaned the room. Several of the spinners that had hatched out of her dying body even visited from time to time. They seemed to like napping next to the relic of their first meal.

Peony nodded, familiar with the amazing story of the massive cooperative Sprite attack on Iris’s womb sibling. It was a fitting end for one of the twin Snowflake clones that had nearly killed Jasmine when she had been forced to endure the horrifying rarity of twin births. She giggled. “I did get a serious stomachache from forcing myself past the limit, but it had been a while.”

Jasmine smiled. “I did notice you had grown quite a bit after last rutting season. Good for you!”

Peony smiled proudly. “I used to be just as short as Lilac. One more pregnancy would have destroyed me.” She paused. “Oh, I’m sorry about that Lilac.” She said softly when she saw the stricken look on her student’s face. “It’s true enough though.”

“That’s okay, Miss Peony.” Lilac said with an obviously false cheerfulness. “Keeping you safe will keep me safe.”

Iris interrupted again. “None of these books are about chemistry or medicine.” She said indignantly. “They’re all about things like “Electricity”. What good is that? What can an electricity do?”

Peony casually walked to her workbench and picked up a length of cable. She dipped the end into a large jar and stirred it around a few times. She thrust the greasy metallic end at the offensive little Snowflake. “Hold this.” She ordered. She then kicked the Snowflake until she was standing on a small metal plate on the floor. “Now if you’ll oblige Lilac, let us have a little demonstration of what electricity can do.”

The student threw down her sketch pad and ran to a strange contraption. Sitting on a small stool, she placed her feet on two rests, and began pumping her legs energetically. The wheel the rests were attached to turned at a dizzying rate. A belt connected this wheel to an even smaller one, which became a blur of speed. It reminded Jasmine of the mechanism of a waterwheel, only on a much smaller scale.

Iris looked dumbly at the metallic end of the cable she held. Her free hand rubbed her sore bottom where she had been kicked. “What is all this?” she demanded as she glanced down at the shining metal plate she stood on. She shifted her feet and nearly fell. “It’s slippery. Why is it all covered in thick grease?”

“You’ll be glad of that lubrication in a moment, if it works.” Peony said as her hand closed on the thick wooden end of a knife switch. “Pay attention.” She said as she yanked the lever down to its closed position.

Iris let out a shriek as her hand closed convulsively tight on the metallic cable. That shriek became a strangled moan through tightly clenched teeth. Her back arched as every muscle in her body contracted with nearly enough force to tear sinew and break bones. Her urine sparkled in the sunlight as it suddenly jetted from her body.

Peony yanked the lever back to its open position and Iris instantly collapsed to a heap on the floor. “That’s about enough. If Lilac pedaled faster, or I let it go a little longer, your slave would be dead, cooked from within by the electrical current.”

“We killed a sprite that way last week.” Lilac said with a grin as she dismounted the machine. “We didn’t have Miss Peony’s electrical conductive grease then, so it burned pretty badly.” She laughed. “To be precise, I had to stop peddling when it caught on fire. My ears rang for an hour from its shrieking. The smell was so horrid that nobody had the nerve to try eating it when it finally died. We ended up throwing the nasty thing down the privy.”

Peony stared down at the prone Snowflake. “Lilac, would you please resume your seat and peddle about twice as fast? We’re about to lose Healer Jasmine’s servant. She isn’t breathing.”

“Oh, okay.” Lilac hopped back on, and peddled furiously.

Peony shoved the motionless body until the heels of her feet were once again on the lubricated metal plate. She scooped up some of the grease and wiped it liberally just under the Snowflake’s still breasts. Donning a heavy leather glove, she picked up the cable. “Jasmine, would you close that switch?”

Watching with interest as a lifeless Iris stared unblinking at the ceiling; Jasmine casually reached over and pulled the lever back down. Peony tapped the end of the cable to the edge of the plate, and was rewarded with a shower of sparks no steel against flint could ever produce. She then pressed the cable to the greasy spot on the Snowflake’s chest. Peony held it in place for a second or two while Iris jerked and twitched convulsively.

“There, I think that does it. You can stop peddling now, Lilac.” The scholar said. “We’ll know for sure in a moment.”

The seconds dragged by, until Iris suddenly sat up. She gasped and took a huge ragged breath. “What did you do to me?” She groaned softly. “I hurt all over!”

Peony yanked Iris up, and examined the palm of her hand. “I was right! The lubricant I prepared has saved your hand and feet. I think we can turn the technology over to the Enforcers now. Electricity will make a merciful form of punishment, or even execution, now that we’ve licked the problem of charred flesh.”

Iris whimpered as she stared at her hand. Her flesh wasn’t charred, but there was an angry red welt across her palm. “Mistress Jasmine, I, I think I was dead!”

“Don’t be such a crèche baby.” Jasmine snapped. “Peony revived you, so why are you complaining? She didn’t have to go through the trouble. I wouldn’t have been overly concerned if you had joined your mad womb sibling in the afterlife.” She turned to Peony and changed the subject to one of actual importance. “So this is the actual statue Starswirl the Seeder is supposed to have emerged from?”

“Yes!” Peony said excitedly. “What’s more, by my calculations, it should become active again at any time!”

In another when, in another where, a pony named Applejack tilted her hat back. “So this here is another ah those Starswirl magical mirrors, right?”

“Yes!” Princess Twilight Sparkle said excitedly. “What’s more, by my calculations, it should become active again at any time!”

“I dunno about this.” Rainbow Dash said as she flapped her wings and slowly circled the large ornate mirror. It could be dangerous.” She lashed at the air with her front hooves, punching out imaginary enemies. “If you go, I should go with you. Somepony has to watch your flanks.”

“How could it be dangerous?” Twilight asked. “According to his notes, Starswirl frequently used this world as a place to relax and unwind. He went there quite often before he disappeared from history. He states in his notes several times that he always returned to Equestria feeling so mellow and satisfied.” She frowned. “Oddly, he gives no real details other than to mention how much he enjoyed “Sprite dining”. He must have meant sprightly dinner conversation. Spelling and grammatical errors are so unlike him though. Anyway, he must have really wanted to keep his tranquil vacation world a secret place for himself.”

“Is that why it was hidden so deep?” Fluttershy asked softly. “Maybe he didn’t want anypony to find it and get hurt.”

Spike laughed. “I’ll say it was hidden deep! We found the thing way down in one of the sub basements under the Castle of the Two Sisters.”

Twilight nodded. “Yes, it was in a locked closet, in a disused lavatory with a sign on the door saying 'Beware of the Leopard'." She shook her head. “It must have been there for well over a thousand years. Oddly, when I asked Princess Celestia, she said they never had any leopards when she and Luna lived there.”

“Leopards can be cranky.” Fluttershy offered. “If there are leopards in the other world, you should stay home.” She gulped. “Or maybe I can come with you to talk to them.”

“I reckon we all should go.” Applejack said. “We ain’t ever gone visiting no alien world b’fore. It might be interestin’.”

Rarity gracefully, yet swiftly moved to Twilight’s side. “Yes, we should all partake of the journey.” She laughed in pure delight. “Imagine the ideas I could get from observing alien clothing trends! I could base my new fall line on all that is chic for humans!”

Pinkie Pie grinned. “Road trip!” she shouted. From nowhere she pulled out and fired off one of her confetti canon. “It’ll be a blast!”

“Sorry girls. I can’t risk it. I know mirror travel is safe if it’s just me and Spike making the journey. There are far too many variables involved if we all tried to go.” She smiled. “We’ll only be gone for about a day. What could possibly go wrong?”

Spike stood tall. “Don’t worry guys. I got this. You know I have the princess’s back!”

Twilight felt a surge in the ambient magic of her basement laboratory. She turned just in time to see the mirror give off a shimmer. “My calculations were right! The portal is open!” Twilight started the pendulum swinging on a clock with only one hand. “It will remain open until midnight tomorrow, then close for three moons, and then repeat the cycle.”

Pinkie trotted up to it, and stuck her head into the mirror. She backed up and nearly fell over. “I’ll say it’s open.” She said shakily, as her eyes spun. “What a trip!”

“Are you ready, Spike?” Twilight asked excitedly.

Spike took a bipedal runner’s stance. “Ready, Twilight!”

Hooves thundered and claws clacked on the basement laboratory’s stone floor as Twilight and Spike charged full tilt at the mirror.

Wings tight to her body, Twilight closed her eyes and leapt. Spike entered just a split second behind her. The two were accomplished dimensional travelers now and only felt a mild sense of all encompassing terror as they careened wildly through the twin vortexes of space and time.

Twilight thought she was used to her human form, but she staggered from the mirror and dropped painfully to her knees. “Something’s wrong.” She gasped, as a curious heaviness over her ribcage nearly toppled her forward onto her face. The heaviness was accompanied by a strange fullness in her lower body that seemed to center between her legs.

She opened her eyes, and let out an explosive gasp as she glanced down at her body. “No clothes.” She said softly. At least that was one positive thing about this world. Clothes were for special occasions only, much as Rarity tried to get her to dress as a princess. That irrelevant thought vanished like a popped soap bubble as she beheld the huge purple hued orbs riding high on her chest.

Twilight had only just become accustomed to her human self having teats on her upper body, instead of sensibly under her hindquarters as nature intended. Her human friend Rarity had told her about a garment called a bra, but Twilight had been forever grateful when Rarity had declared her an “A” cup, whatever that was, and said one was not necessary. This was ridiculous though! She was monstrous!

“If, if I was an “A” before, what are these?” she whispered, crossing her slender arms under the mighty globes. “Am I, um, are they a “Z” now?” She whimpered. “They’re bigger than my head!”

She slowly reached a shaking hand downward to investigate the other feeling of fullness. Her fingertips gingerly touched a thick fleshy object nearly as thick as her wrist. It was warm and alive, a living part of her body! Twilight squinted down her abundant cleavage to see what she was grabbing. “Oh sweet Celestia, it, it’s a penis!” She whispered fearfully as she snatched her hand away from the masculine apparition. A quick touch assured her that although in their ridiculously small size as a human, the tender lips of her labia were still there.

Twilight was stunned. The shaft between her legs was capped by a large mushroom shaped head that matched the deep indigo coloring of her nipples. It looked weird, nothing like the pictures of erect pony members on the handsome stallions she had seen in Play Filly magazine, um, during her studies of equine anatomy. The obscene thing was soft and flaccid, but still large enough to make any stallion proud. “Oh Spike, what have I become?”

Spike let out a mournful moan, lost in his own problems. “Twilight, what’s happening? I feel different this time!”

Twilight turned to stare at her number one assistant. “Spike, you’re not a dog this time. I think you’re a wolf!” She gasped. Spike was quite a bit larger than his doggie form in the other human world. The green eared green tailed canine had also become strikingly feminine in appearance, despite the presence of a large sheath with just the tip of a red canine penis peeking out. It seemed that he too had suffered a misdirection of teats. The sleek purple fur of his body seemed to accentuate the firm roundness of the mammaries between his front legs. “Spike, you’re lovely!”

Spike spun around, and got a good look at his best friend. “Holy Guacamole Twi, what are those big round things? They look like beach balls!” He cleared his throat and tried again. “Twilight, is, is that a cock?” Spike blinked. “Is it me, or do I kinda sound like a girl now?”

“You’re still a boy.” Twilight said softly. “At least one part of you is still male, anyway.”

Spike curled up like only a dog could, and let out a sob as he stared at the delicate slit beneath his male member. “Twilight, I, I have a pussy! What’s happening?” He turned from Twilight to hide his shame, and froze. “Twi, um, we have company!”

Twilight slowly turned. She managed to stagger to her feet when she saw that Spike was right. She saw four human females looking at her with wide disbelieving eyes. Three of them were identical aside from variations in height and mane styles. The golden skinned females were colored something like Applejack’s lovely coat. They were graceful beings, with long strong looking limbs. They all had shimmering black hair sprouting from their heads. Their eyes were lovely, with a sort of almond shape, like ponies from the far eastern religions of Equestria.

The fourth being was a little shorter than the rest. Twilight realized she had no frame of reference in this new world, but the delicate being with pale white skin would only come up to where her nipples were now located. She had wide round blue eyes that looked lovely with her pale coloration. Her hair was a bright yellow, and looked silky as it hung against her shoulders.

Twilight felt her face grow flush. The beings of this world shared two distinct characteristics with her new form. All had a strange bulbous headed shaft hanging between their legs, as well as the more expected vaginal folds. Aside from that, they all had rather large mammaries on their upper chest. It gave Twilight no comfort to know that her attributes were the by far the largest in the room, and that she stood nearly half a head taller than the tallest.

Peony stared in awe as with no warning, a Faeruhnite emerged from the statue’s plinth and immediately dropped to her knees. She was magnificent! The statuesque creature had dark indigo hair, streaked with purple and pink. She had a build much like an Ebon, but with breasts that despite their formidable size rode higher and quite bit firmer than an Ebon of matching stature.

Peony shuddered as she tried not to stare at the newcomer’s penis. Even flaccid, it was an organ to inspire fear in one who had lost her share of rutting season battles. Even an Ebon would be fearful of that mighty weapon!

Fear aside, Peony admired the strange purple coloring of the visitor’s flawless skin. Points of blood concentration, namely her lips, gums, nipples, areolas and cockhead gradually darkened to an intriguing deep indigo.

Jasmine was the first to move after the newcomer’s arrival. She pointed. “That purple and green wolf spoke!”

Spike panicked, and said “Woof?”

Lilac stared at the canine. “I heard it too. Wolves in the other world can talk! This is amazing!”

Peony tore her eyes from the massive penis on the statuesque newcomer, and smiled. “Welcome!” she shouted. “Welcome to Faeruhn! Are you an emissary of Starswirl?”

They knew of Starswirl the Bearded! Twilight felt relief spreading through her. “I guess you could say that.” She said cheerfully.

Iris darted forward. “Why do you have stars tattooed on your ass?” she demanded. “Body art is against all custom!”

Jasmine slapped her slave again, once more knocking her to the floor. “What did I tell you about your tongue?” she hissed. “Please forgive me my slave’s attitude. I’ll punish her suitably when we get home.”

Twilight gasped. She ran with breasts bobbling and cock swinging, to the fallen little human. “Are you alright?” she asked kindly, as she took her hand and helped her up.

Iris gulped fearfully. The alien thing was already trying to make a claim on shooting a clone into her! “I’m fine!” she squeaked, pulling back. “I, I have to show more respect. I, I’m sorry.”

Jasmine smiled. “If you like her, she’s yours.”

“What? No! I don’t know your ways here, but slavery is not tolerated in my world!”

Peony sighed. “Healer Jasmine, I think you insulted our guest. Look at her. Do you think such a magnificent Faeruhn would need a domesticated non citizen as a conquest?”

“Conquest, what are you talking about?” Twilight asked in confusion. “Why would I want to take her as a conquest?” She blushed. “If it means what I think it means, um, I, I don’t even know her!”

Jasmine looked thoughtfully at the otherworldly Faeruhnite. This was the day before rutting season, and she saw no speculative hunger in those strange purple eyes. This alien deviant should be practically drooling at the thought of seeding a Snowflake slave, not turning her nose up at the mere thought. Jasmine was a realist. The large newcomer should really be looking them all over as prospective conquests, as they were looking at her. Things were not as they seemed. It was all she could do not to lick her lips in anticipation. “Please forgive me, great one.” She said with just the hint of mockery in her tone. “Of course you will be free to make your own conquest.”

Great one? That was worse than ponies calling her princess all of the time. She couldn’t bear to think of anypony treating her like Trixie! “My name is Twilight Sparkle.” Twilight said, trying to smooth things over.

“Twilight is the Princess of Friendship!” Spike announced proudly.

The females were all staring at her strangely, even the white one. They looked almost…Hungry. It wouldn’t do to antagonize her hosts, no matter how wrong she felt their society was in the treating of those weaker than you. “Yes, I’m a princess. I come in the spirit of friendship to learn of your ways. Please forgive any social faux pas I may commit in my ignorance.”

Jasmine gave a slight, almost condescending bow. “Princess, I am Healer Jasmine. She nodded towards her friend. “This is Scholar Peony, and one of her gifted students, Lilac.”

Twilight nodded in return. “I’m very glad to meet you.” She smiled as she looked down at Spike’s surprisingly large sleek lupine form. “This is my number one assistant, Spike.”

“Hello.” Spike said, his tongue lolling in a big canine smile.

Twilight looked at the diminutive white skinned humanoid. It almost looked as if she were built on a different scale, instead of just shorter than the others. “And who might this be?” she asked casually.

Jasmine laughed. “She might be anyone, but she’s actually nobody. That’s my slave Iris.”

Twilight felt bad for the cowering little beauty, but she had to study their society before she could do anything about a system that supported slavery. “I’m very glad to meet you, Iris.”

Iris stepped back away from the imposing purple visitor. Her heart pounded fearfully as she hid behind her mistress. “The feeling isn’t mutual!” she managed to say, before Jasmine’s foot came down hard on her instep. “I, I mean, it’s nice to meet you!”

Peony looked out of the window and noted the position of the sun. “It’s nearly supper time. Why don’t we all sit down to share a meal? I hear that the vivisection department has arranged a special treat.” She grinned slyly. “Hopefully no Enforcers were invited to spoil the festivities.”

Lilac jumped up and pulled a length of stout cord from a spool hanging from the wall. “I’m famished. I bet the wolf is too.”

Spike hardly had time to react before the cord was tied rather snugly around his neck. “What are you doing?” he gasped, swallowing against the uncomfortable tightness against his throat. He grabbed at the knot, but his large paws had no way to untie it. “Get that off of me!”

Jasmine stared down at the unusually colored animal. “Any who bring a canine within the city limits are required to keep it on a lead. Do you wish your mistress to run afoul of the Enforcers?”

Twilight knelt and gently rubbed Spike’s head. “It’s just for a little while.” She assured. “I’ll make it up to you tomorrow, I promise!”

Spike’s tail thumped as he happily licked his friend’s hand. He knew Twilight well. When all of this was over and they were safely home in Twilight’s castle, she’d let him stay up late and binge on rubies and ice cream! “Okay Twilight, I’ll do it for you, but expect me to be an animal tomorrow!”

Twilight laughed. “I’m looking forward to it.”

Feeling sick at the pit of her stomach, Jasmine managed to hide her revulsion as she watched the purple one fawn over a trained animal, when all that was needed was a sharp kick to keep it in line. She knew that a very small percentage of canine owners let their beasts mount them, and it looked like this Twilight was one of that depraved lot. It was a sickening, yet simple way to keep the beast loyal to you while keeping yourself from being seeded in rutting season.

The canine seed, while being unable to put a clone in the womb of a Faeruhn, would make the Faeruhnite unattractive to potential conquerors. She would have the scent of one already with clone and be left alone. What manner of creature would go through such indignities to avoid a rutting battle? Who would risk the harsh penalty if caught being mated by a beast?

Jasmine shuddered. Being staked out with a wooden phallus jammed in your vagina to keep you locked in climax was horrifying. Feral Sprites would feast on your honey until you shrank small enough for the phallus to split your belly open. It then sometimes took hours to die as scavenging insects ate your spilled out intestines and internal organs. She would rather birth another set of twin clones than befall such a fate!

Most canine trainers were aggressive seeders, to prevent even a hint of impropriety over how they handle their beasts. Enforcers were forever citing animal owners for mating just inches beyond city limits, to insure plenty of witnesses to their conquests. A few would even claim one of their own genotype out of desperation, preferring that disgusting act to being branded as a beastwhore. This one was shameless, practically flaunting her deviant ways!

Peony gulped. “You, you seem to like your wolf a lot.” She said, thinking much the same things as healer Jasmine.

“Spike is my best friend and number one assistant!” Twilight proclaimed loyally.

Lilac couldn’t stifle her giggles. “I’m sure she gives you lots of assistance. I bet tomorrow she’ll…”

“Lilac, watch your language!” Peony snapped.

“Sorry Miss Peony.” The Golden stepped back from the wolf, as if fearful being close would taint her. “Let’s go eat!”

“What was that all about?” Twilight whispered to Spike as she led him on his leash.

“Twilight, I don’t like this world. Let’s go home right after supper, okay? Maybe we can go visit Sunset Shimmer and our other friends in that NICE human world.”

“Don’t worry Spike. We’ll leave soon. I’m just curious what kind of vegetation these humans eat.” She shuddered, trying not to think about the hamburgers and such that humans ate in that other world. Thank goodness not all humans were carnivores and fruits and vegetables were readily available!

Twilight was lead to a dining hall. She looked around and saw dozens of females, but only four actual different faces. Everyone turned to stare at her as she entered the room. She guessed that was only natural. They probably never saw a purple human before.

It suddenly dawned on Twilight. This world had no stallions, uh, males! Every single being she saw was hermaphroditic in nature, taking the aspect of a lovely human female with a large penis. “Hello every, um, everybody.” She said shyly as she took a seat. “It’s nice to be here with you all.”

Peony stood tall. She heard the he whispers spreading throughout the room. All of the scoffing was gone. She enjoyed her vindication as both student and faculty stared in awe at their visitor from another world. “Twilight Sparkle comes to us from Starswirl the Seeder’s world!” she announced loudly. “She has come to learn of our ways. Please make her feel at home.”

“Seeder?” Twilight said softly. “His name must have been garbled over the centuries. Perhaps he appeared as a female with a phallus. Would such a being still have a beard?” She shut her mouth, fearing another faux pas. Twilight smiled shyly when her tummy rumbled. “Goodness, I am hungry.” She announced loudly.

A white skinned blonde female wearing a chef hat and nothing else nervously rolled a cart up to the table Twilight shared with her new friends. She placed a huge covered serving tray directly in front of Twilight. “Please enjoy, Miss Twilight.” She said nervously, peeking downward at the purple one’s lap. She gasped. “T-Take as many as you want. As usual, the vivisection department has a surplus of the little beasts. I’ll bring you more any time you need them.”

“There’s that word again.” Twilight said to herself. “I wonder what vivisection means.” Suddenly nervous, she hesitated before uncovering the tray set on their table. “Thank you, I think,” she said softly as she managed to align her fingers properly to grasp and lift the lid. The sound of pitiful cries filled her ears. “Sweet Celestia!” she gasped in horror.

There were several dozen tiny winged hermaphrodites piled on the tray. They cowered in terror as they squinted in the sudden brightness. Twilight couldn’t tear her eyes away. They represented all of the four races of this world, only with wings something like a Pegasus. Was she seeing this world’s version of the gentle Breezies?

Twilight forced herself to look closer and felt her heart would break in anguish for them. They all had one wing, and a bloody stump where the other had been torn off. She choked back a sob. It looked like their legs were broken as well. Quite a few were actually missing their lower limbs entirely. This was obviously done so they couldn’t escape when the lid was raised!

“Are there any Enforcers here?” Jasmine said with a laugh.” She looked at Twilight and smiled broadly as she picked up a struggling being with beautiful mahogany skin. “They do frown on Sprite dining before the season officially starts.”

“Sp-Sprite d-dining?” Twilight stammered, while watching in shock as Jasmine opened her mouth wide. She was filled with horror when she finally understood that Starswirl hadn’t miss spelled anything. Starswirl the Bearded had written of his enjoyment of the obscenity commencing around her!

“No, oh creator no!” the tiny female screamed as she dangled between jasmine’s fingers. “Not like this! Kill me first! I beg you!”

“Go ahead and dig in.” Jasmine said, eyeing Twilight suspiciously. “Legend says Starswirl had a hearty appetite!”

Twilight felt sick as she watched Jasmine thrust the lovely little female into her mouth. “No, you can’t do this! Please, I beg you! Spit her out!” she pleaded. “You can’t eat them!”

Iris stared at Twilight from where she sat unmoving at the table. Iris had sucked off and carefully taken the honey from countless Sprites, but never in her life had eaten one. She may have used them in her research, but by her lights she had treated them very well. This was the first time she ever met another Faeruhnite that seemed to share her view on the matter.

Jasmine made a great show of slowly chewing her squirming mouthful. She preferred to swallow them whole, but she was interested in Twilight’s reaction. Her lovely purple face had a decided green tint when Jasmine finally swallowed the juicy remains of the dead sprite. “I know it’s not as good when they aren’t in season, but go ahead. You’ll need your strength for tomorrow.”

Twilight whimpered. Had she imagined it? No, she hadn’t. Her dreams would be forever haunted by the scream of “Help me! Somebody, anybody help me!” followed by a sickening crunch coming muffled from within Jasmine’s mouth. “I, I’m not hungry.” She somehow managed to say, without becoming sick. She turned away, but the same sight met her eyes no matter which table she looked to.

Spike recoiled in horror when someone placed a bowl containing two badly injured and frightened females before him. “Twilight, let’s get out of here!” he sobbed when he saw them hug each other in fear.

Watching in horror, Twilight felt faint when she saw that Peony was actually biting off the heads of the tiny living beings before she ate them. She lined the sightlessly staring heads up on the edge of her plate before selecting another screaming victim.

Peony felt eyes upon her. “I don’t like to swallow the hair. It always gives me a case of the wind if I do. I wish that someone had thought to take a blade and scalp them before being served. They always seem to bite my fingers if I do it while they’re alive. Oh well, you can’t have everything in this world.” She picked up a rather tiny white skinned Sprite, and motioned with her to make a point. “If they were in season I’d risk passing wind and eat them whole to save time and trouble. You can’t waste time on delicacies while on the hunt though.” She said before forever silencing the screams of another Sprite with her gleaming white teeth.

“Stop it!” Twilight cried, concentrating with all her might. With no horn, she was powerless! She couldn’t freeze everyone with her magic force field and free the poor little creatures! She jumped from her chair, knocking it over. “This is madness! This is Tartarus!”

Twilight struggled to untie the cord from the table leg. “Come on Spike, we have to get out of here! We have to get Shining Armor to bring a division of guards so we can rescue the tiny human Breezies from this nightmare world!”

Jasmine picked up an exceptionally small Snowflake by its wings while she listened to Twilight spout her treason. For some reason the one she selected was still whole and unbroken. It was an astonishingly old one, with white grizzled hair instead of the usual lovely yellow corn silk of a Snowflake’s crowning glory. Its breasts hung like limp empty sacks and its penis looked all shriveled and lifeless. She had a bit of a pot belly, and a face that looked like a sun dried apple.

How many years had this one managed to survive as a feral insect? Faeruhns had no set specific lifespan. No one really knew how long they could live if they avoid death through accident, disease, or eventually being eaten as a Sprite. This one could be centuries old, but its long life was over now!

Jasmine would never pick such a dried out morsel for herself, but she had plans for this ancient husk of a Sprite. She slipped the wildly kicking creature into her mouth. Holding the tiny squirming Sprite firmly in place with her tongue, she stood. Jasmine threw her arms around the alien visitor’s neck and pulled her down. Time seemed to stop as she pressed her lips to those of the startled statuesque purple beauty as if she was about to sample her honeypot.

Twilight struggled to get away, but she was unused to her bipedal form. Jasmine was strong and held her tight. She moaned as something began pressing against her tightly closed mouth. She could actually feel tiny fists striking at her lips! It was the Sprite! Twilight struggled harder to get away.

Peony stared up at the unusual scene of two Faeruhnites pressing their mouths together outside of rutting season. “Twilight, just eat something.” She said as she picked up another Sprite and bit off its head. She pulled it out of her mouth by the long yellow blonde hair. “There’s no need to cause such a fuss.”

Lilac was highly amused. She remembered how scared she was to eat her first Sprite, and decided to lend a hand. She picked up one of the new blown glass bottles wine was being served in and knelt on the floor. The view of Twilight’s firm round star spangled purple ass was simply breathtaking!

Lilac had a thing for big round plump bottoms, and had accidentally spent her genetic material up a whimpering Snowflake’s anus during her very first rutting season. Thankfully she had salvaged this idiotic mistake by the simple expedient of knocking the Snowflake unconscious with a large stone. That gave her time to find a hollow reed so she could suck her wasted genetic material out of the stretched and abused rectum and spit it into the vagina she had missed out on fucking. Thankfully the Snowflake bore her clone, so she avoided all shame.

The purple cheeks were so full firm and round, that Lilac could plainly see the pretty little pucker of Twilight’s anus in the cleft dividing them. She hefted the bottle, and brought it closer. “Now Healer Jasmine!” she cried as she gave the bottle a vicious twisting shove and rammed the neck several inches up Twilight’s bottom. Leaving the bottle dangling from Twilight’s ass, Lilac jumped up and threw her arms around the kissing Faeruhnites to help prevent Twilight from pulling away from Jasmine.

Twilight would have instantly teleported half way to the moon in shock if she still had her horn. Something freezing cold, very hard, and quite a bit too wide for where it entered, had suddenly rammed deep into her backside! Her mouth opened as she cried out. To her horror, something small, warm, and squirming was shoved in just at that moment!

“Good work Lilac!” Jasmine cheered as the student hugged Twilight firmly against her. She laughed at the comical look in those frightened purple eyes. “Just swallow.” She said softly, as she pressed one hand over Twilight’s mouth, and used the other to pinch her nose firmly to seal the nostrils tight. “Don’t insult us by refusing to dine at our table.”

Tears filled Twilight’s eyes as she felt the tiny living humanoid desperately struggling in her mouth. She tried to get away from the near twins holding her, but human arms were so strong! Twilight sobbed when the Sprite began shouting.

“Let me go! Purple giant, don’t do this to me!” The Sprite demanded. “I heard your introduction! You must know of me! I am Starswirl! Free me, and we can both escape back to Equestria!”

Twilight held perfectly still. Could it be true? Was this actually Starswirl the Bearded, in human Breezie form? She trembled, fighting the terrible need to breathe. It must be. She had never said she was from Equestria, yet this Sprite somehow knew!

Starswirl pounded her fists against the soft yielding wetness of her captor’s tongue. “I said release me! These barbarians trapped me centuries ago, and used me as a broodmare! They dared soil me with their filthy clones, after I founded a whole new sub race on their world! Time and again they impregnated me, drinking of my honey until I finally became a Sprite.”

“Once I grew wings, I managed to make my escape and live free. I spent the ensuing centuries trying to regain my size. It was no use! All were against me! Any time I made a little progress and lost my wings, I was impregnated again and forced back into being a Sprite!”

“In the end I had to go feral. I lived in solitude, eating filthy insects for decades while biding my time. I refused to age. I refused to grow old. I lived only for my revenge!”

“My becoming is at hand! I returned to this place when I saw them dig up the statue from where my detractors had buried it! I knew my followers back home would come to save me! Let me out, and we can conquer Equestria together. Combining the ancient science I learned here with my vast knowledge of magic, I can produce weapons the like no pony has ever dreamed of! We can overthrow that aged Celestia and rule together! Once Equestria is firmly under my hooves, I will return here to smite these filthy two leg beings for what they have done to me!”

This was her hero. Twilight whimpered. This mad creature in her mouth used to be her idol. She tried not to hear the insane ranting, but even covering her ears wouldn’t have blocked the words being screamed inside her mouth.

She held on as long as she could. Twilight did her best to ignore Starswirl’s struggles within her mouth as she stood still as a statue. Then, with a soundless sob, Twilight began to violently shake! She couldn’t stop herself from struggling to breathe!

Jasmine pinched Twilight’s nose even harder, pressing her hand over her mouth as tight as she could. “Swallow. That’s all you have to do. Just swallow and I’ll let you go.”

Her eyes pleading, twilight struggled to hold on. Everything was growing dim. Jasmine was killing her! It finally happened. She tried so very hard not to, but she couldn’t stop it! The need for air was just too great! She tried and tried to prevent it, but her body betrayed her in the end. Twilight swallowed!

“Good girl” Jasmine cooed when Twilight convulsively gulped. She stepped back. “Now was that so hard?”

“Sweet Celestia no!” Starswirl wailed as she was forced back towards the esophagus. “Don’t! Don’t you dare!” she cried, as she slithered downward into darkness. Starswirl screamed in rage as she landed in corrosive digestive fluid. “I will destroy you!” she cried as her arms and legs flailed in a desperate splashing attempt to keep her head out of the foul smelling liquid. “It’s not too late! Purge your stomach and release me! All will be forgiven if you vomit me back up and cleanse me of your foul bile!”

If the purple giant was an Equine, she might have lasted longer in a stomach fit for only vegetable matter. Since Twilight was in the form of a Faeruhnite, Starswirl’s skin began to blister, soften, and peel almost instantly. The screamed threats of revenge rapidly became wordless shrieks of soul searing pain that faded off into burbling silence as she drowned.

Twilight was filled with horror at what she had been forced into doing. The room seemed to spin. It was far too late for Starswirl, but Twilight bent over nearly double and was sick on the dining hall floor.

Twilight blinked her teary eyes, and saw the horrifying remains of her former hero in the puddle she had expelled. She wavered where she stood, and then fell to the floor in a heap. Thankfully she didn’t land on the bottle. It exited her anus with an audible pop and skittered across the floor. Spike rushed to her side. “Twilight, what did they do to you?” he cried, as he licked her cheek. “Speak to me Twilight!”

Peony looked down at the fallen visitor. “Is somebody going to clean up that mess?” She asked, while picking up one of the heads from her plate. “Oh good, at least she’s still breathing. Just look at those purple breasts wobbling!” She blushed. “Sorry, that sort of slipped out. Rutting season is tomorrow, you know. Seeing her like that makes my cock twitch.” She used her knife to scalp the head, and then popped it into her mouth.

Jasmine laughed. She looked around at the smiling faces surrounding them. “Nobody minds, Peony. You’re the Faeruhnite of the hour!”

Spike growled. “Don’t just sit there. Help her!”

Lilac shook her head. “Not now, wolf.” She grabbed the lead before Spike could get away, and yanked the wolf towards her. “Your mistress is fine, for now.” She assured quietly, while using the stout cord to improvise a very tight muzzle. “Now keep still or the vivisection department will open you up to learn how you can talk.”

Spike whimpered, unable to open his mouth against the tight cords. He had no idea what vivisection was, but had no desire to be opened up! He sat on the floor next to Twilight, unable to even lick her cheek as she lay still.

Lilac looked around, and hoped nobody noticed as she snatched up the Sprites from the canine’s bowl and ate them herself. Every little bit helped! If she ate enough Sprites this rutting season, she might be big enough during the next to risk venturing out to make a conquest! She grinned as she swallowed a squirming mouthful. “I can almost feel my grade point average growing; just thinking of the paper I’m going to write!”

Twilight awoke at sunrise. She marveled for a moment at just how long it was taking. Princess Celestia wasted no time. When she raised the sun, it zoomed right up there! As she watched, memory returned. “Forgive me.” She whispered. Having no magic left her with no choice. She just couldn’t stop herself from swallowing so she would be allowed to breathe again and live. At least poor insane Starswirl wouldn’t be returning to Equestria to harm Princess Celestia. She had to keep telling herself that every time her mind’s eye pictured the wet flesh hanging in tatters from the poor inert little body.

Twilight sat up from the crude straw pallet she had been sleeping on. Her terrible guilt over Starswirl’s demise did nothing to prevent her hunger. She tried, but her teeth couldn’t seem to deal with the straw. She nearly choked when she managed to finally force down a single dried out piece.

She looked around. She was in a small room with a heavy oak door. She tried it, and it was locked. The single window was far too small for her to attempt exit that way.

As the sun slowly came up over the horizon, something else began to rise. “What?’ Twilight gasped, as the shaft hanging down between her legs stiffened and began to lengthen. She slapped at it as it began to point upward. “Stop that!” she whimpered, as it continued to grow. “Celestia, what’s happening to me?” she cried, as she experienced her very first case of “Morning Wood”.

Her shaft grew and grew, until the huge knob at the end was even with her stiffly swollen nipples. “Why is this happening?” she whimpered. “Nothing about this is pleasurable. Why is my body responding like a stallion sniffing a mare in heat?”

She heard a cry and turned to the window. “Twilight, help me!” Spike screamed.

Twilight could see her best friend in a large outdoor pen. He was fearfully backing away from six larger grey wolves. “Spike, I’m trapped!” she cried, frantically trying to pull herself through the tiny window. Her massive mammaries put a stop to that. “Oh Spike, without my magic, I can’t get out!” She ducked back inside. The window overlooked the pen. “Spike, jump to me! It’s your only chance! Jump and I’ll grab your front paws and pull you in with me!”

The wolves seemed uncannily intelligent. At Twilight’s words, they herded Spike towards the far wall of their pen.

Spike didn’t dare turn from the advancing lupines. “G-Good morning, uh, ladies.” He stammered to the creatures built just as he was. They all shared the sleek female form and rounded breasts he had developed, as well as a huge red cock arching up under their bellies.

He looked down. His was erect too, but not nearly as large and imposing. “Ladies, let’s talk about this!” he squeaked, backing right up against the rough wooden fence.

Twilight screamed. “They’ll kill him! Somepony help him!”

A hatch slid open on the stout door of her cell. “Oh please.” Peony said. “They just want to mate. They won’t kill unless something tries to stop them.” She thought for a moment. “By the way, what’s a him when it’s at home?”

“Please, let me out so I can save Spike!” Twilight begged.

Peony laughed again. “Not with that thing you’re sporting I won’t! You’d overpower me and I’d be pregnant again before I could close the door!” She shuddered. “I swore to Healer Jasmine that I would take no risks, and keep you locked up until she arrives.”

Twilight looked down at her fearsome erection. “Are you kidding me?” she shouted. “Don’t flatter yourself! We’re not married! I don’t even like you in “THAT” way!”

Peony sighed. “It would seem that Jasmine was right. You’re a deviant with no interest in normal Faeruhn behavior.”

“Open this door!” Twilight screamed. “You can’t keep me! Now let me out this instant! You have no right to keep me imprisoned like this!”

“Actually, I can keep you as long as I like. After your wild demonstration at supper, the university Elders debated long into the night. They unanimously voted you a danger to Faeruhn society. You have absolutely no rights, so they gave you to me for study.”

Spike screamed, and Twilight turned back to the window. “Oh Celestia, help him!” She cried, as she watched the largest, the Alpha wolf, clamp its powerful jaws on Spike’s big red penis!

“Let go!” Spike wailed, as he was dragged backward. He felt those powerful teeth digging into his shaft. It was painful, but nothing like he would expect having his penis chewed on would feel. “Celestia above, let go!”

“This I have to see!” Peony said as she vanished from the hatch in the door.

Twilight tried to summon up the magic to teleport Spike to safety, but absolutely nothing happened. “It’s trying to kill him!” she screamed, as the wolf dragged Spike all over the pen.

“Help! Oh please help me!” Spike wailed. His paws dug at the ground as he tried to run backwards to keep the awful tension off of his penis.

The wolf growled, and the others responded. “No!” Spike squealed as he was suddenly, quite literally, dog piled!

The Alpha wolf kept right on pulling, even though Spike was now pinned to the ground. She braced her paws and put all of her considerable strength into this obscene game of “Tug o war”.

Spike squealed as he felt a strange cold deep within. “Stop, before it’s too late!” He wailed fearfully as he felt something inside of his body tear.

The wolf pulled harder, sensing victory.

“No! Please not that!” Spike screamed as the tearing sensation increased. He felt a tug deep within his groin, and a sort of cracking snap as something else parted. Things up inside of him were being pulled apart! The other wolves jumped off of him, and eagerly yapped as their leader continued her steady pulling.

Spike could just lie with his face in the dirt as his ordeal continued. There was no hope of escape now. His rump raised high, Spike’s bushy tail stood straight up like a flagpole and quivered as the wolf continued to tug and pull.

Spike felt another sickening pop inside, and then could no longer feel those razor sharp teeth clamped onto his maleness. In fact, there was no more pain at all! He looked back at the growling canine gripping his dick, and saw that his member somehow looked longer. As he watched, it seemed to increase in length another inch. “Oh no! Oh please not that!” he cried as the horrible truth became apparent. It wasn’t getting bigger. The wolf was just slowly pulling the internally severed penis completely out of its sheath!

Spike let out a squeal as his cock suddenly separated from his body. The wolf staggered back, but continued to pull. Spike groaned as two glistening white orbs and one somewhat larger ball emerged, tethered to the penis by narrow fleshy tubes. His body shuddered in a strange sense of intensely pleasurable release as they popped free of his now dwindling sheath, one by one.

Dazed, Spike could only watch as the wolf began to feed. “Those are my testicles! Don’t eat them!” she cried as the orbs were gulped down. “Oh sweet Celestia on high, is that my prostate?” There was a minor fight as one of the pack tried to snatch the prostate from the leader. It tore open, releasing a burst of seminal fluid to shower their growling muzzles.

“Give them back!” Spike cried, voice now an octave higher. She watched as the leader finally let her followers in on the feast. The other wolves fought over and tore her former penis into meaty gobbets which were rapidly consumed. “No, this can’t be happening! I needed that for when I marry Rarity!”

Twilight was glad her stomach was empty when the wolves devoured what had been ripped from Spike’s body. From what she could see, there was very little blood. It looked like Spike’s sheath was rapidly closing up and sort of absorbing into his body. It seemed to be an adaptation to prevent excessive blood loss.

“Oh Celestia why?” She moaned. “It mutilated him!”

Another face appeared at the hatch. Jasmine laughed. “Don’t be silly. The leader just accepted her into the pack. Wolves never accept a stranger unless they make her docile first. Like a lizard’s tail, most times the penis grows back. It’s just too bad it was a clean breakaway though. If the testicles and prostate are torn out as well, the penis never grows back.” Jasmine shuddered. “Within the hour your beast’s urethra will reposition to her vagina. Imagine spending the rest of your life pissing from your pussy. That’s just not sanitary!”

Twilight let out a sob. “Poor Spike. How could you let this happen to him?”

“We had to put your pet somewhere last night.” Jasmine said with a grin. “The Vivisection Department has been studying that small pack, in hopes of someday discovering how to trigger penis re growth for unfortunate Faeruhnites that lost theirs through accident or rutting season attack. Bad news for you, beastwhore, but your Spike is now permanently the pack’s breeder bitch.”

As Twilight watched, the wolf returned to Spike. She jumped when the canine buried her nose beneath Spike’s bushy green tail. “Yow!” Spike cried in a sweet clear soprano. “That’s cold! What are you doing?” she, demanded. Spike caught a quick glimpse of the penis dripping shiny clear fluid. “Oh no, don’t even think that! I’m a dude!” she whimpered as she once again tried to get away.

The rest of the pack circled around to block Spike’s retreat. “No, get that thing away from me!” Spike squealed as the wolf clambered onto her back. “Twilight, help me! I, I think she thinks I’m her wife!”

“Spike, oh Spike, I’m so sorry!” Twilight whispered as she watched the wolf begin to hump.

“Don’t you know that no means no?” Spike cried as she tried to wriggle away. The bulbous head glanced over her dampening labia, and Spike let out a whimper. “No, don’t make me feel good! Get off of me! I’m not that kind of dragon!”

“Spike, try bucking it off like Applejack would!” Twilight cried.

Spike opened her mouth to reply, just as the fearsome penis managed to wedge itself into her vagina. With one swift jab, she was no longer a virgin. In that moment, Spike learned a basic fact of all Faeruhn life. Once a victor claims her prize, the violated hermaphrodite is locked into a continuous state of orgasm until the seeder accomplishes its biological goal.

Spike moaned. Why was this horror suddenly feeling so good? Her body was locked rigid and still, quivering in ecstasy as the wolf penis pounded in and out with astonishing speed.

Twilight stared as the she wolf raped her friend. She felt shame as her massive cock jerked and throbbed at the horrific sight of Spike being mated. It took all of her willpower to keep her hands off of it when it ached to be touched! Why was Spike just letting it happen? She could hear Spike’s panting. It sounded almost like her number one assistant was enjoying this!

Spike felt like she was going insane! Could this much pleasure be lethal? She felt something hard begin to pound at her poor abused little pussy. With a mighty thrust, the wolf managed to lodge its knot deep into her.

The hard thrusts turned into sharp little jabs. Spike felt the shaft within her suddenly swell and jerk. Part of her knew that the wolf was spewing forth its issue, and this was not a good thing if you were currently a lady wolf in heat. The rest of her thought it felt so good! Her tongue hung out of her mouth and the orgasmic spasms increased when she knew she was being inseminated. When it was all over, Spike felt the wolf throw a leg over her back and turn around. She stood butt to butt with the Alpha wolf for several minutes before it managed to pull her knotted cock free.

“Thank Celestia it’s over.” Spike sighed, before another wolf took the place of the first. “No wait! Let me catch my breath at least!” The massive cock rammed right in with no hesitation. Spike’s eyes opened wide, as she once again was plunged into all consuming orgasmic bliss.

Twilight whimpered. “Are all six going to have a turn?” She asked softly.

“That’s how wolves do it.” Jasmine said softly as she slowly opened the cell door. “The pack would break up if they didn’t all get a chance to plant their seed.”

Twilight spun around, but it was too late! Jasmine was on her, roughly tying her hands behind her back. “No, you can’t do this!” she cried, as she was dragged from her cell by a hand painfully yanking her penis.

Peony watched excitedly as Jasmine pulled the purple one from the cell. “Um, are you sure you don’t mind?” She asked softly, a hand close to, but not touching her erection. “I really don’t mind if you want to go it alone.”

“Peony, this is your day.” Jasmine said with a smile. “Nobody is going to deny you the chance to be the first to seed an alien!”

“What?” Twilight cried. “Do you mean, um, sex?” She whimpered. “I told you, I don’t do that sort of thing! What sort of pony do you think I am?”

Lilac laughed. “I wonder if she damaged her brain when she swooned last night. What in all the depths of hell is a pony?”

Twilight struggled as she was pulled back into the room containing the cursed statue that enabled her to cross to this world. If she could only break free and escape. She couldn’t abandon Spike though! She fought harder. “I’m a princess.” She shouted. I must choose my life mate with an eye toward the future! I can’t mate with just anypony! I have to save myself for my wedding night!”

Jasmine laughed. “You may be right, Lilac. The virgin sounds crazed. Listen to her babble. Is wedding night some holiday on her world? Is that what they call rutting season there?” She gave the deviant’s lovely purple ass a viscous pinch. “It doesn’t matter. Luckily it’s not her brain I’m interested in.”

Twilight squealed. “Don’t touch my flanks!” She tried to loosen her hands, but the rope was tied too tight. She turned to face the statue, but Jasmine stepped in front of her.

“I wouldn’t try.” Jasmine laughed.

Peony eagerly approached their purple captive. “Are you sure about this?” she asked softly. “You would be wasting your genetic material this season.” She grinned sheepishly. “It’s quite a bit deviant as well. I wouldn’t want to get you into any trouble if anyone found out what we’re about to do, and within city limits mo less.”

Lilac patted her teacher’s shoulder. “Miss Peony, I swear by the creator’s blessed cock that I’ll never breathe a word of this to anyone.”

Jasmine grinned. I certainly won’t tell. I do have a reputation to uphold. I have no wish to have it discovered that sometimes I like to peg a nice tight rectum. Usually I pull out in time to impregnate my conquest, but an exception just this once sounds like fun.”

Lilac giggled nervously. “Healer Jasmine, you aren’t the only one! I never heard of two Faeruhnites riding one conquest though. That sounds amazing!”

“I’m not even sure that just one of those, uh, things would fit at a time!” Twilight’s eyes opened wide when she realized just exactly what they meant. “What, no, not down there too! That’s an exit, only!” Twilight cried. “Are the humans in this world crazy?”

Iris shuffled forward, trembling fearfully, her penis quivering. “Um, if you, uh, just let her go, I, I’ll let her seed me. I swear I won’t fight or anything! I’ll just lay right down and spread my legs for her, honest! Wouldn’t that be a better way to treat an emissary from another world?”

“Why don’t you put that healer brain of yours to work?” Jasmine said with a snort. “Look at her! She’s huge, even as a virgin! She’s about the size of an Ebon after two or three successful rutting seasons! If she founded a race on Faeruhn, they could outpace even Ebons in no time! Your race would vanish even faster. Who knows how fast Goldens would begin to vanish from the world?” She shook her head. “Do you want Faeruhn to be populated only by purple monsters? No, it’s better if we just enjoy this exotic beauty while we can.”

Lilac spoke up. “Healer Jasmine, I know this is rather delicate, but since you and Miss Peony are going to be busy?’ She pointedly looked at the diminutive Snowflake and her cock gave a noticeable twitch. “I, uh, I don’t want to risk going out to rut.” She sighed. “Could I, um, with her?” she said softly as she pointed at Iris.

“Pardon my poor manners, Lilac.” Jasmine said with a friendly smile. “Please feel free to partake of my addle brain slave. As long as it’s a Golden clone in her belly, I don’t mind who planted it there.”

Lilac smiled in relief. “Oh thank you, Healer Jasmine! I need an easy conquest this season so I can venture out safely next time! I even made a good start today. I went out early and managed to suck twelve Sprites dry of both genetic material and honey before I swallowed them!”

“You do look nearly an inch taller.” Jasmine said kindly. “Everyone makes rutting mistakes. The creator knows I did.” She sighed. “Just be careful and watch your back when hunting.”

“Oh, I will!” Lilac said excitedly. “Thank you again!”

Iris hung her head and sobbed. “Please, not again. I, I don’t want to diminish any more! The day is growing closer where I will be a Sprite! Any one of those poor creatures last night could have been me!”

Jasmine laughed. “So that’s why you didn’t eat last night!”

“I never eat Sprites!” Iris shouted. “You know that!”

Jasmine’s laugher ended and she glared at the Snowflake. “Choose your fate. Take Lilac’s clone today or I take your tongue tomorrow. It’s up to you, little one!”

Twilight struggled against the rope that bound her. “Leave her alone!” she cried, voice breaking with fear as she said the only thing she could think of to try to save the pretty pale slave. “Since, uh, since you two obviously plan on ruining me anyway, just make it three and let Iris go!”

Iris spun around and stared at the purple one. Tears filled her eyes. It was a useless gesture, but a total stranger just offered to take her place and bare a clone in her stead. “This world doesn’t deserve someone like you.” She whispered, not understanding the warmth in her heart she felt for this strange visitor from another world.

Lilac grabbed Iris and twisted her arm behind her back. “No, I’ll take the Snowflake.” She laughed mockingly. “Maybe after the “Princess” pops out her Golden clone, her next fertile rutting season will see me plowing the purple furrow.”

Jasmine laughed. “I see no reason why not, Lilac. I’ll take a turn watching while using Iris. I bet she’ll be fantastically tight once she loses even more stature to you today!”

Peony smiled kindly at her favorite student. “I don’t mind sharing, Lilac. I promise that you can seed our purple friend after she recovers from having my clone. We can all rotate, until she’s too small for us to fit.”

“Too small, what does that mean?” Twilight was still frightened, but she let out a sigh of relief. “If clone means foal, you’re out of luck! I can’t get pregnant today! I won’t enter into heat for another two weeks!”

Jasmine looked at Twilight oddly. “You really don’t know, do you?”

“I know that I won’t be fertile for fourteen more days.”

Lilac laughed. “Your world must be strange. In a proper world like Faeruhn, all mammalian creatures become fertile on the same day every three months. It’s known as rutting season.” She pointed at Twilight’s fully erect cock. “You are fertile. Your erection tells us that.”

“Speaking of fertile, I better see about reliving the deviant of this season’s genetic material.” Peony smiled. “I don’t want any mistakes if she somehow gets free. She is a big one, after all.”

Jasmine smiled. “Go ahead, my friend.” She wrapped her arms around Twilight and held her tight. “I won’t let her go until you’re finished pumping her.”

Twilight struggled harder as Peony reached out a hand toward her cock. She was taller than Jasmine, but the human held her fast. “Don’t you touch that!” she shouted as the hand moved closer to the member jutting obscenely from her body. “I said no! Do not touch my, um, my penis!”

Peony laughed. “Is that a royal command, princess?” she said as her long slender fingers closed gently around the hot turgid flesh.

Twilight bit her lower lip, trying to steel herself against the intense wave of pleasure she suddenly felt. “Yes!” She screamed. “Let go right this instant!”

Peony playfully gave the massive shaft a stroke and watched eagerly as a shimmering bead of fluid oozed up out of the urinary meatus. “I never encountered a penis quite this big.” She blushed. “Well, not on the winning side of a rutting, anyway.” She leaned forward and swiped her tongue over the indigo head.

Twilight whimpered at the unfamiliar feel of a tongue against a body part new to her. “St-Stop that!” she gasped.

Peony looked thoughtful. “I’m not exactly an expert, but that is simply the best tasting pre emission fluid I have ever tasted. “Here Jasmine, what do you think? You’ve won more rutting seasons than I have.”

Peony gathered another droplet on her finger, and offered it. Jasmine stuck out her tongue, licking the finger like she was sampling the icing of a rich cake. The analogy was quite apt. “It’s sweet.” She said with a grin. “It’s salty, of course but very sweet too. If her pre cum is this good, I can not wait to taste her genetic material!” She thought for a moment. “Maybe it’s because she’s from a different world. Could her body chemistry be that different from ours?”

Peony shook her head. “Starswirl could seed Faeruhnites, even if the feeble race she founded is doomed to extinction. Her body chemistry can’t be that different. Remember Twilight’s deviant reaction at supper last night to the simple act of dining on Sprites.” She squeezed the purple penis as hard as she could. “Tell us, princess. Are you by chance a vegetarian?”

Riding on the hooves of unwanted pleasure, pain was by far worse! Twilight writhed. “Of course I am! Ponies don’t eat meat! We couldn’t even if it wasn’t a disgusting barbaric practice! We certainly don’t eat friends like the Breezies! I certainly never had this abomination sticking off of my body either!”

“This is not your true form?” Peony asked curiously, as her hand went back to gentle stroking.

“No!” Twilight whimpered. “I told you, I’m a pony! I started life as a Unicorn, but with the careful guidance of my teacher, I became an Alicorn!”

Iris looked startled. “Unicorn? I’ve read of Unicorns in an ancient book! You were a horned equine creature with four legs, hooves, and a tail? It is also said Unicorns are magical beings, who can only be approached by those who have not experienced their first rutting season.”

Jasmine laughed. “That proves she isn’t a Unicorn! None of us are virgins, and that includes you, Iris. Having my clone sure makes you ineligible!”

Iris dropped to her knees. She believed Twilight with all her heart. “Please, I’m begging you! Do what you want with me. Breed me, cut out my tongue, but let Princess Twilight go!”

Lilac laughed, and once again pulled Iris to her feet. “I’ll do what I want with you. Have no fear about that, my little Snowflake!”

The hand stroking her penis was sending horrid waves of pleasure through Twilight’s body. Her eyes opened wide when the sensation was joined by a strange sort of fluttering deep in her throat, and at the base of her skull on the back of her neck. She shook her head from side to side, purple and pink streaked indigo hair flying about her face. “What’s happening to me?” she cried. “It feels weird!” She cleared her throat. “It’s sort of tickling me!”

Intently watching the penis she was gently stroking, Peony laughed. “Don’t you even know what your orifices are? They’re starting to dilate. They’ll open fully once you’re drained of your genetic material. How else do you think we will feed on your honeypot?”

“Feed on my honeypot?” Twilight gasped. “Wh-What in Tartarus are you t-talking about?”

Lilac spun Iris around, and lifted her long golden hair. “See this little opening?”

Twilight was having trouble focusing her mind as the sensual torture continued. She looked up, and gasped. “It, it looks like a tiny vagina at the top of her neck!”

Lilac stuck out her tongue. Twilight was startled to see it sort of become narrow, and extrude from her mouth much farther than she ever thought possible. At the very tip, she could see a tiny slit of an opening. Lilac licked her own eyebrows, and then giggled as her tongue retreated back into her mouth. “How else do you think we can reach the honeypot at the base of your cerebellum?”

Jasmine laughed. “Show off! We already know that you’re one of the lucky few that have conscience control of their tongue dilation!”

Twilight tried to break free of Jasmine’s arms. “You, you’re going to lick my brain?” She cried in horror.

Peony sighed. “Of course we aren’t going to lick it! We’re going to siphon off as much of your honey as we both can tolerate at one time.”

“We three, you mean!” Lilac chimed in.”

“Oh, I’m sorry for excluding you, Lilac.” Peony said with a smile. “Of course you can help yourself to Twilight’s honey.”

Jasmine thought a moment. “Iris, after you’re safely spent of genetic material, and Lilac is done fucking you, you may sample Twilight’s honey too. I don’t want to have you shrink down too fast. I can put off the delight of eating you for a season or two if it means we can reduce Twilight down to slave status in just one rutting!”

Iris sobbed. Becoming a slave had changed more than her stature. Her outlook on life had changed as well. “No, you can’t make me! I’d never willingly help condemn anyone to my fate!”

“Well, that’s your loss. Remember those words while I’m stuffing you into my mouth!”

Peony did some fast figuring. “With the three of us draining as much honey as we can physically tolerate, I bet we can reduce Twilight to Sprite status in two years, three at the most!”

“Reduce me?” Twilight squealed. Being a creature of magic, she had no trouble believing the claims of her captors. “Oh Celestia, no!” she cried when she learned the terrible secret of the Sprites. They weren’t a separate species as Breezies were to ponies. These beings were cannibals! They consumed each other! She twisted to stare at the statue. She had to escape! She had to get help and come back to rescue Spike and the poor doomed Sprites! “Please, just let me go!” She begged.

Peony jerked harder. “Would you look at how hard her cock is? She isn’t far from blowing!”

Twilight did her best not to react, but there was no hiding her heavy breathing. Her breasts wobbled and her heart pounded as she felt the dreadful pleasure of having her penis expertly jerked. Twilight was no stranger to masturbation. What healthy young mare was? This was different though. Her body trembled in fear of what would happen if she was forced into climax as a male. Twilight bit her lower lip nearly hard enough to draw blood, but she couldn’t distract herself from the feelings! “Please stop.” She gasped, knowing that she was reaching the limit.

“Lilac, hand me that water pitcher, and hurry!” Peony said as she used Twilight’s copious pre cum to lubricate her swiftly stroking hand. “I don’t want to waste any!”

“Yes Miss Peony!” Lilac released Iris and ran to get the large glass vessel.

Panting, Twilight stared down her own cleavage at the hand stroking her. Something was happening! “No, no please!” she gasped as her body started to uncontrollably shake. “I don’t want this! Please don’t!” She moaned deep in her throat as a pressure seemed to well up from her very core. “No, don’t let it happen! It’s nearly too late! I feel it approaching! Please stop!”

“Now why would I stop?” Peony asked, clearly puzzled. She took the pitcher from Lilac and held it at the ready. “We can all share.” She said as her hand began moving faster. Her fist was nearly a blur as it moved up and down the thick lengthy shaft.

Twilight groaned as she lifted up on her toes. Her hips jutted forward on their own as her massive cock throbbed. “No!” she cried, as a thick stream of white goo jetted free.

Peony laughed. “Look at that pressure!” she said approvingly as the first volley splashed into the pitcher with a loud wet slap.

Jasmine let go and stepped back. “I’m impressed.” She said with a grin as the second spurt blasted out of the hugely swollen indigo head of the alien’s penis. “Keep going! See how much you can milk from her!”

Twilight stood rigidly still, up on her toes, as her body exploded. She could only wail wordlessly as jet after jet of the thick hot liquid was forced from her. She hated it, but the intense pleasure was overwhelming!

Lilac cheered. “Look at her go! To think that’s the virgin issue of an alien.” She laughed at herself. “Just watching is making my cock twitch!” She sniffed. “I can smell her! Can I have a taste too? Please?”

Jasmine laughed as the pitcher filled. “There will be plenty for all of us, Lilac. Have no fear on that score!” She rummaged around the disarray of Peony’s workshop until she collected three cups. “We can take a small break and refresh ourselves before the fun really begins.”

Twilight whimpered. She could hardly think straight as her body was wracked by the convulsive spasms of her ejaculations. Finally, the exquisite torment drew to a close. Twilight moaned as Peony squeezed her penis very hard to get out the last few drops of goo.

When Peony finally let go, Twilight collapsed to her knees as her sated penis rapidly grew soft and limp. She stared in horror at the pitcher Peony held. Twilight knew from her studies that the average healthy stallion could produce 3.38 ounces of seminal fluid. In her dazed condition, she felt no embarrassment thinking back over the many times she had carefully measured out 3.38 ounces of heavy sweet cream, and gulped it down in one quick and pleasantly guilty swallow. She knew exactly what just over three ounces would look in that pitcher. It looked more like she had produced nearly a gallon of pearly white goo!

One by one, Jasmine held out the cups as Peony poured. “It looks quite thick. I do dislike watery issue.”

Lilac took her cup with a smile of thanks. “Sometimes it comes out sort of lumpy. This looks smooth with a very nice consistency.” She raised the cup to her lips and took a considerable pull. “Oh, this is good!” she said thickly. Miss Peony, there has got to be a way we can convince at least Snowflakes to eat only vegetation. This is delicious!”

Jasmine sipped noisily from her cup. “The sweetness really levels the musky aftertaste. Maybe we should allow controlled breeding of just s few Twilights. Imagine how it would feel to eat a score of Twilight Sprites.”

“The risk far outweighs any benefit.” Peony said before taking a sip. “Oh my, but this is good!”

Twilight whimpered. How could Applejack’s cows stand this? They were openly discussing the merits of drinking this most personal of bodily fluids! She reared back in horror when the pitcher was shoved in her face.

“Go ahead and taste it.” Peony said with a grin. “You’re quite flavorful.”

Celestia above, there was still at least a quart left! “No, that’s disgusting!” Twilight cried. She was well read on mares pleasing stallions with their mouths to avoid problems while they were in heat. She even entertained a few late night fantasies about Applejack’s big, handsome, stoic, older brother along those lines. Heck, half the mares in Ponyville probably gave Big Macintosh such speculative though.

Pinkie Pie came right out once and said oral was lots of fun because stallions always make such funny faces! Fluttershy had looked shocked but whispered that swallowing was polite. Rainbow Dash only nodded and with a quick lick of her lips smiled quite knowingly. Why, even Rarity once told her that fellatio was a fine way to avoid ruining her svelte figure when she wasn’t too busy to date. That still didn’t prevent the thought of drinking her own fluid from making her feel almost physically ill!

“Go on, you purple deviant. I’m doing you a favor!” Peony said as she rather firmly shoved the rim of the pitcher against these lovely indigo lips.

Twilight clamped her mouth tightly shut as the pitcher was rammed against her face and slowly tilted. She closed her eyes and whimpered when she felt slimy warmth against her tightly pursed lips and dribbling down her chin.

Twilight couldn’t avoid smelling the strong musk of her thick gooey fluid though. The heavy scent was doing something to her. Her human body reacted to the sensual trigger. Tears of shame ran down her cheeks when she just couldn’t stop herself from parting her lips and accepting what had so recently erupted from her now limp penis into her mouth.

The semen was thick and cloying on her tongue, but Twilight couldn’t stop herself from swallowing. She felt it warming her throat as it went down, and swallowed again. Unable to do anything else, Twilight kept drinking until she finished the last of it. Her shame became complete, when her tongue strained to lick as much of the residue from the glass as she could get.

She strained and struggled, and her tongue seemed to slowly grow longer and thinner. Twilight was soon horrified to realize that she was actually lapping the very bottom of the deep vessel. Suddenly, the taste became much more intense, and the sound of a straw sucking up the very last of a grass and oat smoothie filled the air. Her tongue! Her tongue was sucking up her semen like a drinking straw!

“What a greedy pig you are.” Peony said with a laugh as she took the pitcher from Twilight’s face. “Creator above, that’s the longest tongue I ever saw!” she shouted as Twilight desperately tried to get the last droplet from the receding pitcher. She grabbed the tongue with her free hand and looked at the tip. Peony laughed. “The deviant fully dilated for her own genetic material!” She tugged playfully before letting go. “If it was any longer, she could reach around and hit her own honeypot from the rear orifice!”

Twilight squealed in pain as her tongue was yanked. It rapidly returned to normal and slipped back into her mouth. She could feel the semen heavy in her stomach. To her humiliation, she suddenly let out a belch her BBBFF would have felt proud of. “No more!” she cried as she struggled to get to her feet with her hands still firmly tied behind her back. She made it, and started to awkwardly run for the statue. Her limp cock flapped, her massive breasts bounced, and the semen sloshed sickeningly in her bloated stomach as she made her break for freedom. “I have to go and get reinforcements to rescue Spike!”

Jasmine was ready for this. She calmly reached out and grabbed a thick hank of indigo hair as Twilight staggered by. “The best has yet to come.” She said brightly as she tugged the lovely long hair as hard as she could.

Twilight’s head snapped back and she fell over backward onto the floor. The painful tugging of her hair served to keep her from cracking her skull against the rough stone floor as she landed with a thud. “Let me go.” She gasped hoarsely when she finally managed to regain her breath.

Jasmine dragged Twilight back to her feet before she let go of the fistful of lovely hair. “Sorry princess, you aren’t going anywhere. We can’t let you lead more deviant aliens to our world.” She stood in back of Twilight and wrapped her arms around her, just under those delightfully large breasts. “Peony, can you enter her like this?” she asked with a grin.

Peony nodded. “You just watch me!” She grasped her cock and stepped up to the lovely visitor. “Jasmine spread her legs a little.”

Jasmine roughly kicked at Twilight’s right ankle. “Is this enough?”

“Perfect!” Peony was shorter than Twilight, but she still had to stoop down quite a bit to get the head of her lengthy cock lined up with that exotic purple lipped vagina.

Twilight wriggled and twisted, trying to prevent that huge cock from entering her. “No, you can’t!” she cried as she tried to scramble out from between the lovely but dangerous humans.

“Yes, she can.” Jasmine stated firmly as slapped a firm round ass cheek. “Peony, once you start and get her paralyzed, I’ll enter her ass. Don’t worry if you can’t reach her mouth right away. Things will get much easier once I start draining her honey from the rear orifice.”

“No!” Twilight cried. “Please don’t do this!”

Lilac stared in obvious lustful envoy. “Oh, I wish this was my turn!” she said dreamily as the gorgeous purple alien struggled.

Iris wished she could somehow help Twilight. There was nothing she could do though. After their seeding, they would both be too weak to fight back. She would face the possible removal of her tongue tomorrow, and they would lock Twilight up, never letting her use the statue to return to her own world. The beautiful purple alien would be used and abused until she was small enough to be eaten. Somehow there had to be a way to save her!

Suddenly, some of her fear seemed to fade away as she stared at Lilac’s lovely Golden ass. Lilac had consumed the honey and semen of twelve Sprites, not to mention the out of season ones she ate last night. Her honeypot would be heavily charged with honey right now. Iris herself was just one rutting into being a slave. She had a chance to regain everything and help Twilight! Did she dare? Did she have what it takes to claim Lilac?

It had to work! Jasmine had been just as short as she was now, and she managed to regain her citizenship, although under very strange circumstances. Iris hid a smile. No more strange than what was happening now! The Snowflake gathered her resolve and waited for the moment to act.

Twilight whimpered. “No, don’t you stick that in me!” she begged as the massive head of Peony’s cock rubbed against her tender labia. “I have to remain untouched for my wedding night!”

“Wedding, rutting, whatever you call it on your world, is something you’ll never see.” Peony said as she seated the head of her cock between those exotic purple lips. She stood from her squat even as she thrust her hips forward. Peony sighed happily as she buried herself completely.

Jasmine relaxed her grip. “Congratulations Peony! You’re the first Faeruhnite in over a thousand years to claim an alien!” She giggled. “Well, if you believe all of the stories.”

“By the creator’s wondrous cock, this is glorious!” Peony cried as her cock pushed its way into exquisite tightness. She laughed when Twilight’s eyes opened comically wide. “You are a keeper! Once we’re done with you, it’s back into the cell. I’ll then preserve the statue by reburying it where I dug it up. My theories were proven correct. I don’t need that ugly thing any more!”

Twilight would have screamed. She would have attacked this evil human, she would have done something, but instead she was locked in the most intense orgasm she had ever felt! Her mind raged against her body, but she couldn’t move even a finger! No wonder Spike had just stood there! She was completely paralyzed by the frightening power of instant, non stop orgasms!

This was no glowing release after writhing sensually with a nice firm pillow between her hind legs while reading erotic literature in bed. It was nothing like the many times she used her magic to propel a good long cucumber in and out of her trembling body pretending a handsome young stallion guard had the nerve to mount the princess he was assigned to protect. Twilight could only moan like an animal as unending waves of orgasmic power threatened to overwhelm her very soul!

“Oh, oh this is good!” Peony gasped. “For all her size, she’s damn tight!”

“I know something that will be tighter.” Jasmine said as fondled Twilight’s big round bottom.

Peony laughed. “Just hurry up and join me! The curiosity is killing me. I must know what it will feel like when you enter back there!”

Twilight strained, but she couldn’t move! She couldn’t even wriggle a finger! That wasn’t strictly true. Her human body was obeying some disgusting instinct and was swaying rhythmically as Peony thrust into her! She couldn’t even so much as tighten her ass, to try and prevent its violation! She just stood in an orgasmic stupor, impaled on a massive penis, awaiting an even bigger one to be rammed into her poor rump.

Iris grabbed her cock and carefully watched Lilac. She would have just one chance at this. She had to get it right. Twilight would need an ally when her ordeal was over, and Iris intended to be that ally!

Lilac giggled. “Healer Jasmine, you’ll need some lubricant to sooth your penis while you stuff it in that purple ass.” She hurried to the metal plate on the floor, and bent down to scoop up a handful.

This was her moment! Iris charged at the offered backside. “Loser.” She muttered, as she threw one arm around Lilac’s waist, and began trying to jab her cock at the Golden’s vagina.

Lilac squealed in fear. “What, no! I’m too close to the limit! This can’t happen to me! Not today! Not now!”

Jasmine had used both hands to spread those wonderful purple cheeks. She had just placed the head of her cock against Twilight’s pretty little rosebud when she glanced over. “Lilac, you little fool!” she shouted. “She’s just a Snowflake. Fight her off!”

“Please help me!” The student desperately wailed as she struggled to get away from the Snowflake trying to enter her. “Get her off of me!” Lilac struggled, but Iris held her tightly around the middle. “Healer Jasmine, I’m begging you! Help me! I can’t get pregnant again! I, I’ll shrink too far even if she doesn’t get any honey! I’ll become a slave!”

Lilac was fighting for herself, but Iris was fighting for herself and Twilight. She couldn’t let up! Holding Lilac to her with one arm, she frantically tried to aim her penis where she desperately needed it to go! She felt delightful warmth against the head of her cock, and knew this was it. She rammed her hips forward and claimed her long sought-after prize. “I did it!” Iris cried in triumph. For the first time in her life, she managed to shove her cock into a victim. “I won!”

Lilac squealed when she felt the hard presence of a cock at her tender opening. “No! Please creator, don’t let it happen! Jasmine please save meeeeeeee!” Her wail ended in a gurgle as that cock suddenly slammed in deep. She moaned as the penetration paralysis gripped her. She was ruined! She was being humiliated in front of Miss Peony and Healer Jasmine!

Bent over, with one hand resting in grease, she felt the Snowflake’s cock ram deeper into her body. She was going to be seeded by a slave right on school grounds. Once the Snowflake began feasting on her honey, she would shrink enough to become a slave herself! This wasn’t just the end of her scholastic career. If Jasmine didn’t stop her slave before it was too late, this was the end of everything!

Jasmine shook her head in annoyance. It was far from too late. She could go over and easily pull Iris off of Lilac, and give the student the chance to turn the tables and fuck a clone into the slave. Lilac was shaping up to be a great scholar after all. Her bright mind was just what Faeruhn needed. Who knows how far she would go as Peony’s most devoted student?

The beautiful alien was just too tempting though. She stroked Twilight’s ass, simply aching to push herself into that puckered little taboo hole. She looked at the rutting Snowflake, and then back down at the glorious expanse of purple ass before her, and made up her mind. “Sorry Lilac, but you should have sucked her off when you had the chance.” She said cheerfully as she shoved her cock into Twilight’s tight hole. “Peony, it looks like you lost your prize student.”

Peony had to crane her neck to see around the expanse of Twilight’s breasts. “Oh Lilac, I expected better from you.” She sighed. “Oh well. What’s done is done. Once you recover your strength, I’ll have you delivered to the school’s slave quarters. I’ve been meaning to find a suitable Faeruhn analog subject for my surgical experiments. I’m close to discovering how to reattach a severed penis, but animal testing doesn’t seem to be working. You’re strong and healthy, even if undersized. According to tradition, I can’t harm your Snowflake clone, but have no fear. I have no doubt that I can keep you alive and healthy, even if reattachment fails. Tomorrow I’ll notify Buttercup that she’s taking your place as my assistant.”

Lilac moaned as her body trembled. Locked in endless orgasm, she still felt terrified at the thought of her penis being sliced off tomorrow. She knew that Miss Peony’s animal experiments had all failed. The subjects were forever fated to go through life like a wolf made into a permanent breeder bitch! It would be no time until she was fucked small enough to be swallowed once she was neutered!

Jasmine smiled brightly at the busily rutting Snowflake. “Iris, once you gather enough honey to regain your citizenship, I’d like you keep you on as my nursing assistant.”

Iris laughed gleefully. “Not on your life! I’m staying well away from you, or I’ll be a slave again next rutting season! She put both hands on Lilac’s hips. “Oh creator, she’s so warm inside!” she gasped, as she began to thrust.

Jasmine laughed. “It was worth a shot. I’ll keep a special eye out for you though, my dear former slave!”

Peony jabbed her hips roughly at Twilight. “Forget your slave and my former student. I can feel you cock in there! It makes her so damn tight I can hardly hold back the genetic material! This is the best rutting I ever experienced!”

Twilight was barely aware of anything any more. She had a vague feeling she should be happy for Iris, but she didn’t know why. All she knew was two thick hard things were wedged deep in her body, and she was going to be ruined if Peony ejaculated within her! She tried to hold on to this dismal fact, but the never ending orgasms were threatening to destroy her mind!

Iris reached around and grabbed Lilac’s cock. She started stroking it as fast as she could while she rammed herself into the wonderful warmth of her vagina. She had to hurry and get those orifices open! There was no time to enjoy this. She had to spend, get all the honey she could tolerate, and leave Lilac weakened and powerless so she could somehow help Twilight. It was just an added bonus that it felt so damn good!

Jasmine sighed. “I feel you in there too, Peony. We best not speak of this to anyone. Our cocks rubbing together inside a shared conquest comes a bit too close to the sickening deviance of Iris’s womb sibling trying to fuck a clone into Iris.”

Peony reached out and grabbed Jasmine’s hand. “I, I’ll keep quiet.” She moaned. “Oh creator, I have lived for this day!”

Twilight mewled as the two shafts began alternating as they thrust in and out of her body. One entered as the other exited. Her body moved to try and recapture them in turn! She wanted to stop it. She needed to end this madness, but her body quivered in unending orgasmic ecstasy. Soon, another factor added to her ordeal. Twilight shuddered as her tightly pursed lips parted! She couldn’t stop herself! Her jaw dropped, and she felt her lips stretch as she opened her mouth invitingly wide.

Peony giggled. “It’s about time!” she cheered as those pouty indigo lips formed the perfect “O” of complete and total submission. “Her mouth should have opened the second I entered her. I guess there is something to be said for otherworldly willpower.” She threw her arms around Twilight’s neck, and pulled her face closer. “Yes, I can manage!” she cried happily as she pressed her lips to the shuddering purple beauty.

Twilight trembled as she desperately tried to close her gaping mouth. She felt something cool and long worming its way along her tongue. It went deeper and deeper, until it tickled the back of her throat. It didn’t stop! Twilight felt the terrible pleasure of yet another kind of penetration as the orifice in the back of her throat was breeched.

Peony moaned in delight at her first taste of an alien’s honey. She vaguely wondered it the fluid would also be purple, but had no desire to waste even the tiniest droplet to find out! The taste was exquisite! The sweetness of a vegetarian’s genetic material was nothing compared to the honey of one that never consumed animal flesh!

Jasmine grinned when she heard Peony’s whimpers of delight. “Save some for me.” She said jokingly as she lifted Twilight’s hair out of the way. The alien was right. The external orifice did look something like a vagina. She wondered if any Sprite had ever tried to insert her penis into one. What would happen if you introduced Spite genetic material into a Faeruhn brain? Mostly likely death by massive infection was the only outcome. She shrugged and pressed her lips to the perfect purple skin.

Shuddering, Twilight’s continuous orgasms seemed to intensify as she felt another slender living thing enter her. The two tongues gently probed within her. Twilight squealed. They were in her brain! Tongues were in her brain, attempting to drink a vital fluid from her nervous system! Sweet Celestia, why did it feel so good? Her body swayed as she moved her hips back and forth in time with the huge penises thrusting into her. She tried to clear her mind, but couldn’t stop dwelling on the pleasure of tongues writhing within her living brain!

Iris felt guilty watching, but Twilight’s ordeal was driving her arousal to extremes. To save the visitor, she would just have to let the visual stimulation hurry her to release. She tried hard to increase the speed of the hand mercilessly stroking Lilac’s penis, as she thrust even harder into her delightful vagina. She had no experience, but necessity was the best teacher!

Lilac gargled wordlessly as she felt her cock throb. No, she couldn’t let it happen! Wishes and soundless pleas meant nothing! Lilac could only mewl and moan as her genetic material spat from her abused cock, to be wasted on the floor!

Iris stroked harder as the cock in her hand pulsed. She would have loved to eat that glistening eruption, but time was precious. She ignored the fluid splattering the floor and put her lips to the back of Lilac’s neck.

Iris tried her best not to hold back, and was rewarded. At her first ever taste of a conquest’s honey; she let out a happy moan. Her hips slammed against Lilac, planting the head of her cock firmly against her waiting cervix, and she exploded!

Lilac sobbed. Any frantic hope of rescue vanished when the Snowflake’s cock began to jerk within her. The power of her own endless orgasms increased as her body accepted the genetic material of a rival race, and prepared to nurture her conqueror’s clone. She knew that as with all Faeruhn life, that first spurt had made her pregnant. Lilac whimpered as her orgasms reached a dreadful frenzy.

Peony cooed as she tried to slowly sip at the glorious honey. She wanted this whole experience to last! She eased her thrusting, trying to pace herself.

Jasmine tried to concentrate. Peony was slowing down. The scholar was trying to keep things going. She did her best to hold back as she too slowed her efforts.

Iris was soon spent, but she kept her mouth to Lilac’s orifice to gather as much invigorating honey as she could. Twilight would need her to be strong if she was going to rescue the visitor! She drank deep of the glorious honey until she began to feel dizzy. She sighed in total contentment as she withdrew her tongue, and then pulled her softening cock from Lilac’s body. She didn’t dare interfere until the Goldens had finished with Twilight. It would do no good if one pulled out and planted a clone within her!

Lilac fell to her knees when Iris was finally finished with her. “I’m ruined.” She whimpered weakly. She sobbed just looking around at her surroundings. Everything looked noticeably larger. There was no doubt in her mind. Her rights as a citizen were gone! She would end up a dickless slave, pregnant with a Snowflake clone. No fate could aside from being eaten could possibly bring her lower. She tried to get up, to make an escape, but was so weary from her seeding. She slipped and fell forward. She wept, her face smearing the huge puddle of genetic material she had wasted on the floor.

Iris watched as Jasmine and Peony sawed their cocks in and out of Twilight. Her cock gave a weak twitch at the sight, and let out one last droplet of genetic material. “What can I do?” she breathed. “They could still just throw me out when they’re done. I need something to give me some time!” She looked around, and her eyes settled on two graduated cylinders waiting by the sink to be washed. She smiled grimly at their roughly phallic shape.

Peony couldn’t last much longer. She let her tongue sip harder, and gave one good solid thrust. Twilight was a little smaller now, and she had no trouble pressing the head of her cock against the alien’s cervix. She exploded!

Jasmine felt the presence within Twilight throb. She moaned against the supple neck of their conquest, and joined Peony in ejaculating!

Iris had to act fast while they were distracted! She snatched up the heavy glass cylinders, pausing only long enough to scoop up a generous amount of the genetic material on the floor into each. She managed to get a about an ounce into both. It didn’t look like much, but it would be more than enough to complicate two lives!

Jasmine saw what Iris was doing, and tried to warn Peony. Her tongue zigged as Peony’s zagged though. To her horror, the openings touched. The Goldens both squealed at the unexpected results. Their tongues both sucked at each other. For a few long and dangerous seconds, their tongues were stuck together, opening to opening, within Twilight’s honeypot!

Iris ran to the joined trio. She wasted no time in shoving a cylinder into Peony’s vagina, and then hastily moved to lodge the other within Jasmine’s.

Eyes wide, Jasmine became locked in orgasmic paralysis. Her mind frantically tried to override her body. For the next few moments she was still in danger of being seeded. That filthy Snowflake had stuck a tube of Golden ejaculate into her! Even if she could move, she dared not!

“Twilight, hold on!” Iris shouted as she tried to get Peony off of her first. “Oh creator, I’m sorry!” she cried as the trio toppled over to the floor. Still it made things easier. Luckily the cylinders hadn’t broken or slipped out! She struggled to get the softening cocks out of Twilight. For some reason the tongues were a little harder to work with, but she soon had the three separated.

Twilight looked up weakly. “Spike.” She said softly. “You must get Spike!”

Iris jumped up. “I will! Don’t try to move yet!”

Iris had no fear. She was once again a citizen, and safely spent of genetic material. She ran outside to where the wolves were penned. “Spike?” she cried as she dared to open the gate. “Spike, your Twilight needs you!”

Spike opened her eyes. She had been sleeping quite comfortably at the center of the slumbering pack. It seemed that once they all took their turns, they wanted to protect her. “Is Twilight okay?” she asked weakly as she slipped from the sleeping dog pile.

“She’ll live, if I can get you two back to your world before anyone finds out what I did!” She scooped the lovely purple wolf up into her arms and staggered back to Peony’s laboratory.

Twilight saw her friend and felt a little stronger. “Spike, I’m so sorry!” she cried as Iris placed her into Twilight’s arms. “Are you hurt?”

Spike gave a little whimper. “No, I’m not hurt. The girls wouldn’t do anything like that.” She sighed. “I, I think I’m gonna have puppies though.”

Twilight tried to get up, but nearly fainted. “We have to get out before those to wake up!”

Lilac took a deep breath. “They aren’t asleep.” She whispered. “Take a good look.”

Twilight dared to lean closer to Jasmine. The open eyes blinked, but she was staring in what looked like horror at a glass vessel protruding from her vagina. She watched as the human trembled and shook. “I see.” She felt her face grow flush. “She stuck in orgasm, like I was.”

Iris laughed mirthlessly. “That’s right. I need to attend to just one more detail.” She selected several thick weighty tomes on electrical theory and wedged them under the prone Faeruhns bottoms.

Peony let out a squeal as her heavy breathing increased. The endless orgasms wouldn’t stop despite the danger she was now in. She watched in horror as the thick gooey fluid began to flow towards the opening of the tube, the opening that rested deep inside, up against her cervix!

Iris grinned wickedly. “Let them explain to the world how they both became pregnant with their own race’s clones! They won’t become small enough to be slaves, but the stories and rumors will be almost as bad!”

“We have to leave this place!” Twilight cried. The sun was just setting, but she didn’t dare risk being delayed until after Midnight! She tried to get up. “I, I can’t walk yet!”

Iris took a deep breath. This world sickened her. She bent and put an arm around twilight. “I’ll help you go through.”

Lilac began to sob. “Help me too! I can’t stay here! I’ll be nothing but an experimental subject if I stay!”

Spike was finding her strength, since wolves didn’t have honeypots to drain. She hurried to the sobbing human. “Lean on me. I’ll help you.”

Jasmine watched as Iris helped a weakened Twilight head for the statue. The purple and green wolf was dragging Lilac towards it as well. Her eyes kept flicking back to the tube dribbling Golden genetic material slowly into her vagina. She had to get them! She had to somehow stop at least Iris so she could get her revenge! Jasmine was powerless to move a muscle while trapped in penetration paralysis though. She just sobbed through her endless orgasm as they one by one vanished through the portal.

Twilight’s hooves clattered on the stone floor of her own laboratory. “Spike, we made it!” she moaned softly as she stumbled and fell.

Rainbow Dash glared at the two strange ponies that came back with twilight and Spike. “What did you do to our princess?” she demanded.

Iris looked around in fear. She was faced by lovely creatures’ right out of the ancient books she had studied. “She’ll be fine once she regains her strength.”

Rarity looked at Spike and gasped. “Darling, you’re so big!” she couldn’t help exclaiming.

“I’m sorry!” Spike cried. “It isn’t from greed, I swear!”

Rarity heard the fear in that sweet clear voice, as she noted Spike now had a classic hourglass figure. He, no, she, was no longer shaped like a cute little pear. “I know.” She hugged the now adolescent dragon to her and knew just what to say. “My little Spikey Wikey has grown up to be so beautiful!”

“Oh really?” Spike smiled. She never was one not to roll with the punches. “Well, well, well! Tell me more!”

Rainbow Dash blushed. “Kiddo, I think your chances just got a whole lot better.” She said, remembering a little something that happened between her and Rarity the last time she was talked into a dress fitting. “Uh, Rarity, are we on for Saturday?”

“Oh hush Rainbow Dash.” Fluttershy said quietly. She turned to Twilight, and noticed something odd. “Twilight, was I always taller than you?”

Twilight sighed. Her horn glowed weakly, but the castle walls glowed brighter in response. “At least that I can fix.” She said softly as she slowly returned to her normal size. “The castle lent me the magic to normalize.”

Rarity looked Twilight over carefully. The princess had a fluid seeping from the region of her hind quarters. It dripped onto the floor. It was a fluid Rarity recognized at once. “Oh my stars, Twilight dear, are you okay?”

Twilight sighed. Spike’s new form told her that their troubles weren’t exactly over. “I, I’m fine.” She sobbed.

Pinkie Pie threw her hooves around Twilight. “Don’t ever forget that we’re all here for you.” She said with remarkable seriousness. Her voice dropped to a whisper just for Twilight’s ear. “I know what you’re going through. I’ve been there. It gets better, I promise. You can talk to me any time, day or night!”

“Thank you Pinkie.” She hugged the party pony back. “That means the world to me.”

Lilac whimpered. “I, I’m an animal.” She cried. She lifted a front leg and stared at her hoof. “Were are my fingers?”

“You’re a pony.” Applejack said abruptly. “We ain’t no animals!”

Iris took an experimental step, her hooves clopping loudly on the stone floor. “Whatever we are, we have to close that portal! It won’t be long before Somepony…” she paused, eyes wide at what she just said. She cleared her throat. “It won’t be long before somepony tries to come after us!”

Twilight shook her head. “I won’t be able to destroy the mirror until the portal closes.”

Rainbow flew towards it. “It’s a mirror, we can just shatter it!” She punched at the rippling surface, but her hoof just went in with no resistance. “Or not.”

Applejack stood tall. ‘There’s more ‘en one way to bust a mirror!” She raced to the back of the ancient antique and lashed out with both hind legs. The warped old wood splintered and cracked. “One more buck oughta do it!” She struck again, her hooves smashing through the wood.

There was a flash of light, and a crackling magical discharge. Suddenly the room was filled with broken glass. “Did I get it?” Applejack asked. She came around front. “Oh horse apples, did I hurt anypony?”

Twilight sighed. “We’re fine.” She felt a tentative smile touch her lips. “That portal will never open again.”

Spike suddenly let out a soft moan. “Twilight, I have a tummy ache! Oh, oh, it hurts, but its getting better!” She rocked back and forth moaning for several minutes. Much to her embarrassment, she suddenly squatted down and laid an egg in front of all of her friends! “I, I laid an egg?” she said as tears ran down her cheeks. “I guess I really am a girl dragon now.”

Twilight sighed. “I thought as much. Spike, you were pregnant when we came back. The mirror returned you to a form that would allow your baby to survive.” She sighed. “I suspect the same thing applies to me. I guess Starswirl wasn’t all bad, if is magic took such a detail into account.”

“But what do we do now?” Spike sobbed.

Twilight hugged her best friend. “Little sister, we’ll raise our children together. That’s what we’ll do!”

Iris went to Lilac’s side. “Can you forgive me?” the blue eyed snow white pony with bright yellow hair asked.

Lilac sighed. “For doing to me what I was planning on doing to you? I think we’re even on that score.” The tawny pony with raven black hair and lovely almond eyes glanced down at herself. “What? It’s gone? Where did it go?”

Iris looked under herself and could only smile. “Mine too, and I’m glad!” She giggled. I have a picture of test tubes and beakers on my uh, flanks.”

Lilac examined herself. “I have a book, a quill, and a bottle of ink.”

Twilight sighed. “The mirror adjusted you two as well. It seemed to sense that you’re scholars.” She smiled. “You can keep on being scholars, if that’s what you choose.” She looked pointedly at Lilac. She hadn’t forgotten about the wine bottle. “You can start fresh and forget the past. I’m sorry you’re trapped with no way back, but Ponyville is a wonderful community to raise a foal. You’re both more than welcome to stay.”

Lilac felt like a huge weight had lifted from her. “Iris, would, would you like to stay, um, with me?”

Iris looked at twilight. The feelings she felt for the purple pony were still strong, but those she was suddenly feeling for the mother of her, what did Twilight call it? Not her clone! She never wanted to hear that hated word again! The feelings she had for the mother of her foal, were growing ever stronger. “I think I would like that very much!”

In another when, in another where, a Golden named Peony clutched at her belly and moaned. “Oh creator, the contractions just won’t stop!” she gasped. “Jasmine, what will I do? I’ll be thrown out of University once this gets out!”

Jasmine put a hand on her belly and whimpered as her feet were suddenly drenched with warm fluid. “I don’t know Peony!” she cried, “but my water just broke!” She gasped as her massive belly rippled while the midwives laid her on the table next to Peony. “Do you think no one suspects after we were found with tubes of semen rammed up our pussies? How could this humiliation get any worse?”

The pregnant Goldens panted together as Healer Dusty looked on to supervise the births. She laughed as a raven haired head began to emerge from Peony’s dilated vagina. “Creator above, it’s a Golden! What did you same race fuckers do, jerk off and trade fluids? Or did you each knock yourself up with your own issue? You’re damn lucky an Enforcer didn’t catch you deviants in the act!”

Jasmine actually sobbed. “How will we ever live this shame down?”