Frag Fest

Button Mash grunted as he slammed into the dirt hard and lost a good quarter of his shield bar.

“Come on, Button! Move that hot little red tail of yours!” Sweetie snapped over team channel. “We’ve already got problems on left pylon! I’m going for Dinky!”

“Button, one twelve o’clock high!” Pip shouted a second later. “Jig left!”

Button immediately rolled three times, and barely missed the barrage of orange magical blasts that turned the spot he’d just been into glass. Before the dust had settled, he brought his UNI-9 up, targeted through the X-5 scope and spotted the target on the massive gleaming pylon that dominated the canyon.

“Nice gun,” Button said with a smirk, spotting the telltale orange glow of the Yakbuster 921b in the pegasus’s hands. “Too bad about the reload time.”

He took a breath and squeezed the trigger. The UNI-9 spat a single burst of compressed green magic flame and it zeroed in to land a perfect headshot. Instantly, the pegasus exploded into pixels. Button grinned to himself and jumped to his feet.

“What’s everyone’s status?” Button shouted into his mic even as his HUD brought up his team’s readouts.

A crack of the Lightweaver Sniper Rifle echoed in the dusty canyon of the right pylon. Pip’s shot struck somepony on the other side of the pylon, derezzing them in an instant.

“Right pylon secure,” Pip announced as light began to pour from numerous vents along the side of the huge metal structure.

“Good for you,” Sweetie said in her sugariest tone. “Now get over to left or you’re not getting any for a week, Button!”

Button flushed. Pip snickered.

“Get down here, Pip. Putting transmat up now.”

He pulled the transmat from his inventory and tossed it onto the still smoking earth. In seconds, a fully functioning transporter pad had materialized just as Pip came out of the blue. The armored earth pony landed perfectly, slapped his visor up and grinned. Without a word, he chucked a mana battery at Button.

“Don’t say it.” Button slotted the mana battery in. His shields fully recharged in an eyeblink and an icon showing ‘Overcharge’ lit up.

“I didn’t say anything!” Pip said, the pimento stallion grinning wide.

“Ugh, I know. It makes it worse!”

They jumped into transmat. The world fuzzed for a moment, then they were out again.

“Nice of you boys to join us,” Sweetie commented dryly just as Dinky yelped over team chat.

“For the record, I still prefer mouse and keyboard!” she cried over the sound of an automagic cannon.

“M-VR’s the future, Dinky!” Sweetie called. “Anyway, we need to smoke these newbs if we’re going to have a shot at pro in a few weeks!”

“You know we’re late for the stream right?” Pip said as he slapped his visor back down and charged into the fray where three enemy teams converged on Sweetie and Dinky’s position further down the canyon near the left pylon.

“Just fire it up now, hot stuff!” Sweetie shouted. Button heard her twin zap-pistols cracking over and over again. “Set it to auto, that way they’ll see where the action is! Which mostly means me.”

“Somepony’s feeling cocky,” Button quipped.

“Our ratings skyrocket whenever my ass is on their monitors and you know it.”

He couldn’t argue with that.

“Any objections?” Button shouted as he charged after Pip, though Pip used his rocket boots to get a jump ahead. He always got so fiesty whenever Dinky was under fire.

“Nah, let’s give them a show. Four against twelve. Sounds like a good time!” Pip called as he did a power jump into the air and managed a midair snipe of some poor newb. “Dammit! Only broke his shields! Missed the headshot.”

“Can’t all be winners,” Button said as he approached the series of buildings. There was another alien tower—this one shining gold—and somepony took a few potshots at him. He ducked to the side and let his shields handle a few glancing magic pellets. “Watch for crossfire, Pip! They might try and gang up on us!”

“Oh, just get it working, Button!” Pip shouted as Button lost sight of his friend in the smoke wafting over the warzone. “Give us some drones!”

Button ducked inside a nearby building—all chrome and steel with an already-looted chest inside—and knelt by the open window. He flung up his inventory again and brought out his Stream Drone. With the punch of a button, he triggered the system, immediately linking his HUD to a live stream service on the Scarlet Wonderland. He quickly confirmed the stupid terms and conditions, verified his account and…

“We’re online!” Button shouted into the mic as a picture of his live face appeared in the lower right corner of his HUD.

“Yeah, we could tell from the little balls suddenly floating around us,” Pip snarked.

“I never said anything about little balls,” Sweetie pointed out.

Dinky just giggled.

“Oh come on!” Pip cried. “You’re killing me, Sweetie!”

“You know you love me!”

Button grinned and did a quick check of himself. His orangish red hair was a little messy—per the norm. He’d skipped the hat tonight on Sweetie’s recommendation—not like it could fit under the M-VR anyway. His brown coat gleamed from the new shampoo Sweetie had insisted he use for tonight. Yup, his handsome twenty-something face looked right back at him, eyes sparkling with glee. He’d been looking forward to tonight all month.

But they needed to just clear this map first and his proximity alarm had just gone off.

“Hey guys!” Button shouted as he peered over the lip of the window. “How you slackers doing toni—whoa!”

Button dove to the dirt as a full fireteam unloaded a barrage of magical death through the window. Button twisted onto his back and swapped weapons, going for his compact Trance-2 zap-pistol and keeping his Shadowflame assault shotgun in reserve. He didn’t really want to deploy his riot shield. Losing that mobility made him easily flanked, but it might be what he needed right now.

“Finishing up a match here, slackers,” Button continued, talking into the screen. “Let’s talk about what’s going down tonight. So, apparently, Sweetie’s decided to sweeten last month’s pot.”

“More like dump six bags of raw sugar inside!” Pip shouted over the sound of his light carbine. He must be getting close to Dinky if he’d swapped from medium range weaponry. Good sign. “Then dipped the whole thing in chocolate!”

“Button’s even better than chocolate,” Sweetie cooed. “Downed their sentinel, going for get to green team’s respawn point.”

Button crawled to the side of the doorframe—avoiding the window—took a breath, then swung out. He sprayed the scorched street with his pistol set to full automatic to make the other team scatter. Two stayed, one tried to bolt for a doorway. Button nailed the sucker in the ass with three quick shots, turning him to little more then pixels and bad language.

He spun back around as a hail of return magic fire tried to melt the very walls as he reloaded.

“Just like all the other nights on Velvet Wonderland, we’ve got our donation goal and our like goal,” Button continued as enemy team stopped firing. They had to be out of grenades otherwise they would have smoked him out by now. “And since you all enjoyed seeing Joystick last time, Sweetie thought it’s only fair to let her come out again, if you want.”

He checked the right side of his HUD for the chat feed and grinned at the responses.

Henni4: we loved seeing u get pounded last month!
ten-ton-terror: dude, you make like the HOTTEST babe
ping4pong: I wanna do so many things to those tits!!
MaybeMayhem: DRINK IT NOW DRINK IT NOW DRINK IT NOW

“They really like Joystick,” Dinky muttered, seeing the same feed as him. The sound of her shotgun going off echoed through the channel. “Dammit, I can’t down this jerk! I don’t want his assault rifle playing with my tail!”

“Almost there, cutie!” Pip called, though Button noticed his shields were at half and he was taking constant fire. “Just hold them back! Swap to your SMGs!”

“Swapping,” Dinky confirmed. “Okay! Let’s see if he likes this!”

The team chat echoed with the sound of Dinky’s twin NanoBlast MMK-5s.

“But that’s not all that’s gonna happen!” Button called as he prepared for his next move. This one would be risky, especially live. “Pip’s gonna be chugging with me! Yes! You slackers are gonna get to see pimento earth pony tits tonight if you manage to get that far!”

“What? Showing off yours isn’t enough, buddy?” Pip snarked. “Green Team sentinel down!”

“My Pip has the best tits here!” Dinky said, defending her boyfriend with her usual level of subtely. “And I’ll pop anyone who says otherwise!”

“Except me,” Sweetie said, her voice smug and confident. “Green Team respawn point nuked. Now hurry up and take care of the last two so I can prove I have best tits!”

“Okay, yeah, she does,” Button admitted, blushing a little.

“Seconded,” Dinky said meekly.

“Haven’t seen ‘em, so my vote’s on Dinky,” Pip replied.

“Awwww!”

Button grinned. “Anyway, here’s the deal! We frag these losers, we get into Dreamwalker Saga III with the Scarlet Potion Plugin… and you watch what happens! Until then, time to wreck these jerkoffs!”

Button chucked a flash bang, then a smoke grenade out the window. He heard the cries of the last two members of Blue Team. Even better, he’d timed it so the one he’d shot would have respawned. Button charged out, dropping his zap-pistol and bringing out the shotgun. He barreled through the smoke, triggering a short-term buff that would cut through the interference and let him see infrared for up to twenty seconds.

Way longer than he needed.

Blue Team didn’t have a chance. Two blasts from his shotgun and they were both nothing but pixels. He dove behind cover just as the third charged back out, too slow to save his comrades. The unicorn actually went right by him. It was almost too easy.

After the third was down and probably spewing curses into his mic, Button went for a walk in the direction the last guy had come. The respawn generator for Blue Team had been hidden away in a small chrome warehouse. The last member of Blue put up a decent fight, but Button’s UNI-9 and two melee strikes from his Ashblade-6 made short work of him. After that, a pair of magitech explosives ensured they wouldn’t be coming back.

“How’s Red doing?” Button asked. “Got the generator and the team for Blue.”

“Nice job, hot stuff,” Sweetie replied. “Dinky, Pip and I are helping Red have a properly tragic last stand.”

“And… headshotted!” Pip cried, the echo of his Lightweave sounding through the chat. “Guardian’s down!”

Button stepped out back into the smokey false sunlight and decided to use a special. With a few commands, he zeroed in on his team and slidewalked through the game to be at Sweetie’s side.

Her armor—the same color as her mane—curved in all the right places. She slapped her visor up as he popped into existence next to her, her oh-so-freaking-hot face grinning at him, green eyes sparkling as she yanked him forward into a kiss. The chat feed went wild.

“You two done?” Pip asked as he landed beside the short unicorn mare in light purple armor. “We got a generator to blow.”

“Oh, he’s ready,” Sweetie cooed. “We’re all so very ready. Let’s show them what Sweetie’s Herd can do.”

Button rolled his eyes as Sweetie power-sprinted forward and came out into the open. Someone had set up a turret, but Sweetie just let her shields and armor handle the punishment as she zeroed in on their engineer. Cracked sounded as the Lightweave decimated the turret and the sentinel and the second guardian joined the fray.

The ensuing firefight was brutal, crazy and wonderful. And not a single member of the purple team, better known as ‘Sweetie’s Heard,’ ever reached the zero shield point. Dinky had almost single-handedly destroyed their sentinel. Button and Pip had tag-teamed the guardian until he was down to 5 HP, then Button finished him with a point-blank shot from his zap-pistol. Sweetie had danced with the engineer during most of the fight as the pegasus mare got more and more desperate, then had executed a perfect takedown, knocking the mare to the ground before derezzing her with two shots to the head.

It was one of the hottest things Button had ever seen.

The four of them posed for their victory shot and finally, Button let out a breath.

“Hope you slackers enjoyed the show,” Button said with a grin. “Time for round two!”

Magical Sexytime Streams

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Once they cycled out of the game and back into the null-lobby, Dinky got to work loading up Dreamwalker Saga III with the Scarlet Potion Plugin. Button took a moment to pull off his Dream-Rig and leaned back in his chair to rest, trying to ignore the tent in his jeans from seeing the armored Sweetie Belle looking damn hot while she just dominated her fallen foe. He took a swig from his water bottle and disengaged the camera as he glanced around.

Just like most gamers, they were currently in a basement. The difference was that this basement belonged to them. More or less. They’d rented the two-bedroom house from Filthy Rich for a steal after Sweetie had called in a favor with Diamond Tiara. Even if Diamond had rejected actually taking the favor and done it anyway. Now, both couples were roommates and it couldn’t be better for their four-pony team of top-tier virtual killers.

The basement contained their SparkleTech A531 Terminus rigs, complete with keyboards and mice, not to mention an all-important poniMax XJL3 Magic-VR Dream-Rig for each of them. Button ran a finger along the half-dome device and sighed. Designed to fit around anypony’s head, the device magically connected a pony’s mind to a localized dreamscape that made the game experience real.

Or at least, that’s how Sweetie had explained it. And apparently she had spent the last couple of weeks talking Princess Luna and Princess Twilight about it. Button frankly didn’t understand half of what she’d tried to explain to him.

While there were currently only a half-dozen games that could fully utilize the new tech, what they would be doing tonight was something only one game could do in one place.

“You okay, baby?” Sweetie asked beside him.

Her beautiful white coat was covered in a thin sheen of sweat, her pink and purple mane done up in short curls. Sweetie’s green eyes sparkled as she looked him over. She was dressed in her favorite cute little purple tank top that read ‘I’ve you’re reading this, you’ve been pwned.’ Though the text was a little hard to read considering how her two huge breasts warped the fabric. She also wore her new favorite addition to her wardrobe: a crazy short tartan schoolgirl-style skirt. It was so short, the way she crossed her legs in her chair beside him gave him a glimpse of the lacy black panties beneath.

The only other thing she wore was her plain, silken silver collar, something she never took off these days.

“Yeah, just an intense round,” Button replied, running a hand through his hair as he eyed the three potions on his desk. They mirrored the three on Pip’s desk. “I didn’t exactly want to get trashed on stream. Wouldn’t do good for our numbers.”

“Our numbers will be fine, hot stuff,” Sweetie giggled, her eyes darting to the gigantic bed Dinky and her managed to levitate down here for tonight’s event. “You saw what happened with Joystick. And the new potions I got from Zecora are even better than last month. I’ve already talked with Dinky and we’re all set up.”

“What do you mean better—” Button began, but was cut off by Dinky calling out.

“Okay, we’re ready to go!” Dinky called from inside her helmet. “They’re begging for you, Button! Well, begging for Joystick.”

“Ain’t no rest for the wicked,” Sweetie cooed, almost yanking him out of his chair with a hungry kiss. “Now, let’s have some fun!”

With that, she pushed him back and pulled down her Dream-Rig, entering their little shared dreamscape. Button shifted uncomfortably, prayed that the new version of the plugin wouldn’t pick up everything and came back in.

He materialized back in the null-lobby they used for all their local games. Only this time, things were different. This time, they weren’t armored or even armed with weapons. They were… just themselves.

An adorable blonde filly busied herself on a floating control panel to Button’s right. Just a few months younger than Button, Dinky actually looked like she had barely graduated high school with that innocent face, too-cute ponytail and shy smile. However, the fact that she had breasts even bigger than Sweetie’s and wore tight button tops that always seemed just minutes from breaking under the strain showed she was a bit older than that. Oddly enough, she was wearing that little black collar again tonight. She’d just starting wearing it a few months ago, about the same time Sweetie had started wearing her silver one.

He’d ask about them later. Now wasn’t the time.

“Okay, so, here’s the deal!” Sweetie announced to the stream as she spun in place, showing off her outfit. “Today, we’re using the Scarlet Potion Plugin for something new, different and very hot. Instead of the heroes we normally play, you’ll see us as we are in the real world in real time. We’ll still materialize weapons, shields, plus get armor stats and buffs, but you’ll be seeing us exactly as we are in our basement. And yes, we’re all together!”

Sweetie looked as hot as ever, still in her little skirt and t-shirt as she brought up the feed from one of the larger cameras they used to show them actually playing, then focused on the giant bed in the center of the room.

“The Scarlet Wonderland’s a special place, all you horny stallions and mares!” Sweetie continued as she ran her hands over her breasts to tease the audience. “The only place on the web for totally NSFW gaming streams! With that in mind, we’ve got some special rules tonight. From this point on, nopony can change their clothes except to remove them.

The chat feed when a little crazy.

“The plugin in our game will install a lust meter after we get past the opening cinematic. This does various things in the game depending on how high you are. In about a minute, all of us will take a minor lust potion. As we play, the more likes we get as a team, the higher all our lust levels get. You like just one of us, their lust levels go up. It gets too bad or they’re voted to take a ‘slut break’ by the rest of the team, they go and get themselves off on that huge bed. Little catch: our SOs can help as long as we’re not in immediate combat.”

Now, the chat feed when a lot crazy.

“Hey, wait, a lust potion?” Button hissed over a private channel to Sweetie. “You didn’t say anything about that. Come on, that’s pushing it!”

“Hot stuff, I doubt anyone will notice a difference with you,” Sweetie giggled over the channel. “Anyway, we bought these rigs off the funds from the last few streams. This is going to make us a ton of bits.”

Sweetie looked up again at their invisible audience. “I could bore you with all the magic ways I found to make the potions interact with our tech, but that’s not what you’re here for. I’ll leave those in the session notes for those who want them. And if you’re good enough.”

She winked at the ceiling.

“Button? If you’d tell them the goals while Dinky starts the game?” Sweetie said with all the poise of a professional radio host.

Button nodded and took a deep breath, hoping Sweetie—and he—knew what they were doing.

“You’ve all got bars on the bottom of your screen showing our bit count. Each marker shows what it’ll do. When we reach a marker, you can vote to adjust the transformation. So yes, you wanna set big-titted Joystick tonight? Get enough funds in the right toggle, and you get her.” Button quietly hoped they wouldn’t, though he knew better. “As far as gender swaps potions go, I’m first, then Pip. We’ll each chug it down in a sec, then we’ll be able to change. The girls have a different potion that allows other modifications, but nothing crazy. They’re also the only ones who can turn down the changes.”

“Total bollocks,” Pip muttered, but he was grinning. “We become toys to the masses, the girls get to watch.”

“Sounds like a good time to me,” Sweetie stage-whispered in her huskiest voice.

The lobby suddenly shifted to a large gray field with strangely curved trees on every side and a narrow green creek wandering through it. Button glanced behind them to see the Dreamwalker Waygate, a massive archway made of glittering stone, still flickering with pink energy. Within the Waygate stood a swirling vortex of soft greenish light.

“We’ve also hidden some secret triggers in the colts’ systems,” Sweetie said to the air. “You’ll find those out as we go. Whoever triggers them gets sole control over how those go down!”

“You two are planning something, I know it,” Pip said, his Trottingham accent getting thicker as he glanced between Sweetie and Dinky. “Out with it!”

Dinky blushed, but Sweetie grinned back at Pip.

Barely as tall as his girlfriend, the pinto stallion with the orange and white coat looked as skinny as the day he graduated high school. However, Button knew that while he might be lean, two years as part of Luna’s Guard had made most of that pure muscle. Pipsqueak ran his hand through his mop of messy brown hair and gave the world his trademark a coltish grin while shaking his head.

“We might be planning something,” Sweetie admitted. “And you’re not gonna find out until it’s too late. Button, the last part?”

Button spied something flying high above and swallowed. He’d played Dreamwalker Saga III enough times to know what was going to probably happen next, but he’d never done it in M-VR before. This could get intense, especially with the difficulty set to four.

“The last part…” Button said with a slightly nervous laugh. “Pip and I have both agreed to take a special sealing potion that will lock the two of us in as Joystick and Pipi. Yup. We’re putting it on the line here, slackers. Putting our cocks for sale. You just got to pay the one million bits to buy them.”

“And if you’re wondering, loves,” Pip continued, his eyes tracking the flying thing. “Yes, we’ve spent time as mares and yes, we obviously like it. We’ve actually agreed to this… but don’t expect it. That being said, Button likes it way more. I hear he spends half the week with Sweetie as a mare.”

“More like a quarter,” Sweetie said offhandedly.

“Sweetie!” Button cried. “Traitor!”

“What?” Sweetie asked, the very picture of innocence. “Not my fault if that potion keeps getting into your Dragonfires through some accident.”

“Okay, does that about cover it?” Button demanded, eager to get off the fact of him actually enjoying his spiked energy drinks. “Because that thing’s getting close.”

“I kinda hope it does,” Dinky commented as she shifted closer to Pip. “Because that thing is huge!”

“Yup!” Sweetie shouted. “So, fillies and colts, let’s play! Game on!”

The dragon descended on them in a rush of scale, claw and wing.

Button Levels Up!

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A glowing orange dragon the size of their house slammed into the ground before them. Instantly, weapons and shields appeared in everypony’s hands. Button got a two-handed runed claymore, Pip got a massive kite shield and a glowing ball-and-chain flail, Dinky got a wizard’s staff and a bright pink orb while Sweetie got a pair of daggers she spun on her thumbs.

“The Dream is not safe for your kind, mortals!” the colossal dragon boomed in a strong male voice. “The Champions of Aven-Ada succeeded in saving the realm from the Darkness Gate, but now the Nightmare attacks anew! Fissures have opened in the deep places and it escapes once more. It creeps into our minds to plant seeds of corruption inside of us! It calls us all to do its horrific bidding! Flee back from wence you came and… and…”

The dragon seemed to hack on his words as his light began to flicker.

“Okay, lust potions and transformation potions!” Sweetie shouted. “All of us!”

Button reached out and grabbed one of the bottles. Thankfully, his M-VR Rig identified it as the correct bottle. He downed it immediately and took a deep breath as heat washed through his body. He let out a squeak when he realized that yes, the rig would actually show how aroused he was. And from his virtual self’s pants… he was pretty damn horny.

Pip fared no better, though he wasn’t quite as hard as Button. Meanwhile, both of the girls were gasping softly, looking flushed and shifting from side to side.

“Okay… uh… second potions!” Sweetie called out in an even huskier voice as the dragon’s light slid from bright orange to purple and red.

“You must… akkk… flee…” he croaked. “I thought… no… I could hold… them… at bay… but... The seed sprouts! The seed… consumes… it will consume you…”

Button downed the second potion. A little odd, since before they’d had to take individual potions for each change, but Sweetie knew what she was doing. Anyway, the potion tasted like candied raspberries. He smacked his lips. He’d have to thank Zecora himself for that.

“No! You must… flee… before… it consumes you…”

“This opening seriously doesn’t end,” Button muttered as he felt the potions take root inside of him. “I mean, come on, fall to corruption or whatever already.”

Sweetie giggled. “Wait for it…”

The dragon let out a massive roar of purple fire right over their heads as the rest of his orange coloring was consumed. All of them staggered as something exploded behind them. Button glanced behind him to see the Waygate as now nothing more than flickering rubble. He shrugged and turned back to the mob.

The dragon’s eyes snapped open, revealing black orbs filled with dead stars.

“Welcome to my nightmare, morsels,” he hissed in a voice far more gravelly than before. “The Waygate is gone, so now you exist on my terms. And my terms are simple. I devour your soul and you become bound to me. With your power, I shall break through the Dreamwalker’s boundaries. Every citizen in this land shall have their minds warped. Their souls shall forever be tainted! Then we shall flood your pathetic reality! All shall become one with me in Nightmare! Join me!”

The dragon apparently didn’t feel like waiting for a reply, because it darted forward with snakelike speed. Pip charged forward and flared his Shield Wall talent. A wall of brilliant pink magic curved around them. The dragon’s snout collided with it with a resounding thunk. The dragon roared, rearing up only to come crashing back down, knocking Dinky off her feet with a yelp. Sweetie swapped her daggers for twin hand crossbows. With the surety and poise of a pro-gamer, she unleashed arrow after arrow at the beast, aiming for its mouth and eyes.

Button barely managed to keep his feet, then charged forward with a roar, lunging for the dragon’s head. A claw came up and batted him away, sending him sprawling on the strange grass.

“Dammit, aren’t these games supposed to start with squishy mobs?” Button groaned as he climbed to his feet in time to watch Pip deflect another blow with a second Shield Wall.

“Not this one!” Sweetie laughed as she nailed the dragon in the gullet with a well placed elemental arrow. It screamed. “This one gives you a challenge off the bat!”

“It’s not one of those ‘I’m a super badass, then I get stripped of my power’ openings, right?” Dinky asked. She was on her feet again. With a word in some silly made-up language, she unleashed a beam of green frost at the nightmare dragon. It screeched in pain as one of its claws froze/

“Nah,” Pip replied. “It’s gonna be ‘you were a badass at the start, you’re gonna be an epic badass at the end’.”

“I like those!” Dinky squealed as she ducked her head and barely dodged the swinging tail. It swung back around and a hasty shield of ice blocked the pulsing mass. “I like this jerk less!”

Button grinned as he grabbed his claymore and got back to his feet. He spied the stuck paw and started to charge with a berserker rush.

The world briefly flashed pink.

“First donation goal achieved! That mean’s it’s time for Button to get tweaked!” Sweetie cried.

“Oh come on, worst timing ev—” Button protested, but it was far too late. He could already feel the magic of the potion tingling inside of him. With a squeal, his sword tumbled from his hands. Warmth filled his chest. He glared up at the sky.

“You guys are… ahhh… so predictable!” he shouted right before two lumps began to swell on his chest. “Ohh, dammit, Sweetie! You linked this to the lust potion!”

“Yes, I did!” Sweetie sing-songed as she continued to fight the dragon. “Enjoy it, you soon-to-be-minx!”

The dragon’s head whirled around and before Button could react, it unleashed a wave of corrupted flame at him. A pink shield appeared around him in a perfect sphere, completely negating the attack.

“Be glad I had Dinky add that in, hot stuff!” Sweetie laughed as she did a flying vault off of Pip’s shield to unload her hand crossbows toward the dragon’s eyes.

The warmth finally overwhelmed him and Button fell backward to the grass, moaning as his shirt grew tighter with every second. Despite himself, he couldn’t stop his hands from caressing his growing chest as he thrashed on the ground. Knowing full well what would happen if he didn’t act, he quickly yanked off his t-shirt, only spending a few seconds in the real world to find that yes, he was growing a hot set of tits.

When he came back in, two large tits—nearly the size of Sweetie’s—already adorned his chest. They were coated in the same brown fur as the rest of him, each topped with delicate light pink nipples. But they weren’t stopping anytime soon.

Something occurred to him even over the sound of the team fighting the corrupted dragon. He checked his HUD and to his horror, found his like count growing by the moment.

“Oh come on, this isn’t… ahh… fair!” he cried, going red with heat flooding through him. “You… ahhhh… get to have all the fun fighting the dragon and I… I…”

“Get to cum to you growing new tits?” Pip teased with a laugh. “We’ve both been there, bud. They love it! Give them a good show!”

Button’s hands went into overdrive, eagerly teasing and playing with his thickening nipples as his new tits grew to Dinky’s size… then grew even larger.

He panted for breath. He was rock hard. His new tits ached. But the dragon’s roar distracted him from the pleasure. Long enough to look up, he saw that his companions were in a losing fight. Sweetie had lost a crossbow, Pip was down to only his shield and the dragon had somehow adapted to Dinky’s magic attacks.

Ignoring the fact that he was now topless, Pip shoved himself to his feet. He ignored the part of him demanding that he jerk off right here and took a step forward. One of his hands copped a feel, pulling another moan from him before both hands tightened on his claymore and he once more performed a berserker charge. Even though it was hard to run with the massive hardon jutting from his pants, the game’s mechanics allowed it.

Out of the corner of his eyes, his likes continued to skyrocket. He knew he was moments away from exploding if they continued like this.

The dragon looked up at Button came up screaming like a lunatic. Before it could react, Button sliced his blade through the leg Dinky had frozen earlier. With a meaty thump, the dragon lost one of its limbs. It shrieked in agony and stumbled backward even as Button staggered back into formation.

Sweetie slipped up behind him and reached around to fondle his tits. Button let out another lewd moan.

“Wait…” Button gasped. “I…”

She did something behind him and he… found himself just on the edge of orgasm.

And unable to go any further.

“You’re gonna end up with a Slut Break real soon,” she giggled.

“Don’t you dare…” he gasped. “You… can’t leave me like… ahhh…”

“Wanna bet?

“You are evil!”

“Love you, too, baby!”

The nightmare-possessed dragon looked at the stump of a leg and let out a piercing cry. The sound bored into their heads, forcing all of their ears down in agony. Then, it glared at the four of them, hatred boiling in its eyes and magic froth dripping from its blunted snout.

“Uh… I don’t remember this in my playthroughs…” Button said, taking another step back.

“The game has about thirty opening sequences,” Dinky explained, her voice wavering. “It’s always a bit different…”

“Celestia, I hate RNG…” Pip muttered under his breath. “Though at least Button got nice tits.”

“Yeah, he’s definitely spending some time on the bed after this for getting tits bigger than mine or Dinky’s,” Sweetie commented.

“It’s not my fault!” Button protested. “Our viewers picked the tweak! They’re the ones who wanted a big-titted—”

The dragon roared and unloaded every ounce of magic it had at them, dissolving itself in the process and becoming little more than dream dust. A tidal wave purple and black nightmare fire washed over them. Pip brought up his Shield Wall, but not even that could stop the onslaught of nightmare fire.

The last thing they saw before their screens went black was a single golden light zipping before them just as Pip’s Shield Wall fell.

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As the game’s opening credits played on a screen the size of a mountain before them, Button prodded at his new chest. Having breasts wasn’t that strange for him, but having ones this size was. They were a little unwieldily, if he had to be honest. And every touch make him want to fondle them until he came. There was that, too.

Also, whatever Sweetie had done had left him right at the edge of orgasm and unable to actually cum!

“Sweetie!”

Pipsqueak entertained himself with inspecting them thoroughly, snickering all the time.

“Laugh it up, buddy,” Button snapped. “You’re growing them next.”

Then Sweetie giggled. “Looks like we have a special request! First one of the night!”

“We don’t do special requests,” Button said, a little nervous. They hadn’t. At least not before…

“We do tonight! Someone unlocked a hidden surprise. This one is on behalf of HotRocks94. And his request is…” Sweetie waved her hand and triggered the stream’s trumpet sound effects. “For Dinky and I to suckle Button’s breasts until he cums!”

“What?! Now?!” Button squealed, looking at Sweetie’s happy little grin and Dinky’s blushing smile. “We’re—”

“In opening credits and the Dreamwalker Opening Cinematics take for-ev-er!” Sweetie cooed. “However, HotRocks did say you get to choose between right here and now… or the bed.”

“I vote Slut Break,” Pipsqueak said instantly. “On Button. Watchers? What do you think? Give him some likes if you agree it’s time for him to hit the sack!”

“Traitor!” Button snapped. “No, that’s… that’s… that’s… ohh… oh wow…”

Button shook on the spot as his like counter spiked so fast it almost overpowered whatever Sweetie had done right then and there. Still, the lust potion did its work almost too well. So well that he could barely think at all.

“I… uh…” he panted, his mind fuzzy with the need to bang somepony. Or at least get off somehow! “I don’t…”

Sweetie sauntered up to him. She brushed her hand across his neck before reaching down and stroking him softly through his pants.

“I think you need a Slut Break, hot stuff. Dinky? What do you think?”

“Um… I think a Slut Break is a good idea.”

“There we go,” Sweetie cooed. “You’re now the official Slut of the Stream for the next five minutes. Dinky, set the machine to mirror mode.”

“Of course, Sweetie.”

“Now, all you need to do,” Sweetie whispered to Button, which was a good thing since Button could barely think for himself. “Take off your head-rig, climb onto the bed and play with your tits until I say otherwise. No cumming, though!”

“Uh…”

She booped him on the muzzle. Even that felt hot. “Go on, cutie. Just lay down and let everyone enjoy the sight of you!”

Dazed, Button lifted his M-VR rig from his head. His ears twitched a few times as he got out of his haptic chair and stumbled for the big black bed. There, he plopped down with his head on a couple of pillows and immediately spread out, looking up at the top-down camera. He gave it a dreamy half-smile and slowly went to work massaging his new additions.

It felt incredible. The only thing he could compare it to was fondling his tits in the past. There really was no male equivalent to this sensation. In fact…

“Hi there, hot stuff.”

He looked to the left to see Sweetie biting her lip, staring down at her boyfriend fondling himself. He glanced to the side and saw a blushing Dinky on his right.

“I don’t want you making a total mess,” Sweetie said. “So might as well help you a little. You might burst your jeans at this rate!”

He looked down to see a massive tent in his jeans. A deep ache there continued to build there. He needed to get off!

“Is that what you want, Button, honey?” Sweetie teased as she crawled up on the bed and knelt above him. She beckoned the blond girl on the other side to come up as well. “You want your cock freed?”

Button managed to nod.

“Dinky, could you help him out?” Sweetie asked, though her eyes remained on Button. Something glittered there.

“O-oh, o-of course,” Dinky squeaked.

Button glanced down with Sweetie to see Dinky slowly undoing his jeans. First the button, then the zipper. Immediately, the bulge in his boxers became even more pronounced.

“All the way now, dear,” Sweetie said, her voice soft and encouraging.

Dinky blushed again and slowly reached inside of Button’s boxers. Button squealed softly as her delicate hands wrapped around his member, only to pull it out slowly. It was a slightly larger than average cock that Sweetie had always been more than happy with. Dinky pumped it once before Sweetie stopped her.

“No, no,” Sweetie admonished her. “We need to suckle him to orgasm, remember?”

“R-right.”

“Dinky, you’re gorgeous!” Pip called from his rig. He would be seeing the same thing playing out in the virtual world. “He’ll never last long against you!”

Dinky blushed again, then, as one, the two girls lowered their heads toward Button’s new tits. At the last second, Sweetie commanded him to stop playing with his tits. He did as ordered and sucked in a breath…

Then their soft lips were suckling him. He arched his back, babbling in pleasure as his male brain overloaded with female sensations. The two girls’ gentle kisses drove him mad as they explored his nipples with their tongue and lips, swapping between sucks and kisses at a moment’s notice.

Button and Sweetie had enjoyed themselves plenty of times before after Sweetie had turned Button into a mare. But having two mares on him at once… it was way more than he could handle.

Button knew he wouldn’t last long at all under this level of assault. He screamed and panted and…

“Ooooh!” groaned Pipsqueak from his station. “Oh Celestia…”

Button managed to glance over just in time to see Pip rip off his shirt as his own tits swelled into existence.

Dinky let out a soft moan, obviously getting turned on by her boyfriend’s cries, Button’s moans and… well, probably everything.

Sweetie’s hand wandered over and gave Button’s aching cock a few quick and easy strokes, then her head popped up.

“Okay, Dinky. Think it’s time we made my little boytoy cum, huh?”

Dinky looked up and nodded, her lips still wrapped around a nipple.

“Good girl!” Sweetie said as he horn lit up and Button felt something inside of him unlock again? “As soon as I’m on, drive him crazy.”

“Uh...” Pipsqueak called. “Oh wow these are sensitive… uh… you might wanna hurry…”

Sweetie’s head dropped. She practically swallowed Button’s nipple. Dinky shifted position and suddenly became a vacuum cleaner while Sweetie’s tongue went wild around his aching nipple.

Button felt a surge rush up inside of his, obliterating any thought he had left.

“I’m gonna…” were the only words he managed to get out before he burst with a cry, sending his seed blasting out over his chest, his new tits and even a little on the two girls. He clutched the bedsheets as his hips went wild, bouncing jerking back and forth with far more eagerness than he usually showed.

To his surprise, both girls kept suckling until his orgasm began to taper off. Only then did they detach and smile at one another. To Button’s utter shock, they leaned over him and actually kissed right there. Dinky’s cheeks were bright red, but Sweetie looked only slightly flushed. Sweetie brushed a hand along Dinky’s cute little collar as they parted.

“Who should clean up?” Sweetie asked the camera. “Next highest donation in fifteen seconds gets to decide!”

“Oh… oh come on…” Button moaned, still a little dazed by the orgasm. He also felt a little… different, somehow, though he wasn’t sure how. “That’s not…”

“KatKall34 got it,” Pip called. “Says it should be both of you!”

“You… don’t mind, right, sweetie?” Dinky asked, looking at Pip.

Pip turned. None of them could see his eyes, but they could see his smile and the mammoth tits that now decorated his chest. “As long as I get some fun later, too, baby, you can do anything you want tonight!”

“You are just perfect,” Dinky squealed softly.

“I try!” Pip chuckled.

“Showoff!” Button groaned. “You are such a showoff!”

“Says the half-girl who just came in front of our biggest audience to date!” Pip laughed. “And who is about to get cleaned up by the two hottest 20-somethings in Equestria!”

With that, both Sweetie and Dinky went down on him again, cleaning him from tits to cock. Sweetie insisted on getting to taste all of his seed off the cock itself, of course, but Dinky got everything that had landed on Button’s breasts. They shared all the cum on the stomach, to the point where they even made out a little with it!

Button was starting to suspect something strange was going on here with these two when he finally realized what was wrong: his hips were too high off the bed. Namely because his ass was now swollen, huge and distinctly feminine.

“What the… have we really reached that point already?!” Button cried as he felt the potion begin to work again. He whimpered softly as hips twitched once, twice and then snapped outward without any pain. He groaned and rubbed the spots where his underwear now dug into his sides. “They’re not messing around tonight…”

“You are going to end up so freaking hot!” Sweetie squealed, clapping her hands together. “Now, come and get back in your chair. Opening credits should be done any second now!”

“Yeah, wait a sec!” Pip called. “Next one’s coming in three, two, one…”

Button squealed as a shock of magic exploded in his legs and though he couldn’t see them, they now felt very, very different. Long, shapely and with curves in all the right places.

“You’re good.”

Dinky scampered back to her station—but not before giving Pip a kiss and then a quick suckle on both of his new teats. He let out a very lusty moan in thanks. Sweetie helped Button back to his chair.

“You’re up to something,” Button said, narrowing his eyes at her.

“Why would you say that?” Sweetie asked in a voice so sugary sweet, Button almost saw a halo appear above her head.

Almost.

“For starters—”

“Guys, game’s back on!” Pip called. “Get your asses in here!”

Sweetie grinned and dove for her seat. Within seconds, she’d rejoined their companions. Button just sighed, flopped down, took a minute to readjust his settings to accommodate his admittedly-gorgeous ass and ever-so-wide hips.

He idly traced a breast and sucked in another breath on how sensitive they were.

Then he slapped down the M-VR Headset and returned to the game.

Intimately Purified

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Button came into the game lying face-up on a medium-sized bed. He glanced around to see two other beds with Dinky on the left and Sweetie on the right. Which didn’t make sense. They were supposed to wake up in Eierbath Citadel in monastery. Instead, the surrounding architecture had a decidedly more… sensual feel. Velvet drapes of red and purple dominated most of the room, while beautiful statues of naked mares alone, in couples or—in the case of the central pedestal—in a foursome, stood throughout the room.

“Uh, Sweetie?” Pip asked from somewhere behind Button. “This isn’t the Monastery of Tribal Lotus in Eierbath.”

“Nope!” Sweetie giggled in delight. “Dinky? Why don’t you tell them this time?”

“Uh… okay. Yeah. I-I can do that!” Dinky squeaked. Button could practically hear her blushing as he stared at the ceiling. It had been painted with more imagines of beautiful mares doing very intimate things. “I have to mention that we are getting sponsored by Round Phoenix for this content.”

“Out with it!” Pip cried. “I’d like to know what’s going on while I’m still semi-male!”

“Uh… well… Dreamwalker Saga III has a special adult-only DLC that’s only available by special order—or sponsor—after uh… several verifications,” Dinky said in a rush, only to give a faint high-pitched giggle at the end.

“They use some intense magic for this, ponies!” Sweetie interjected. It sounded like she was talking to their viewers. “Getting onto the Wonderland is one thing, but you’re not gonna fool the spells Round Phoenix put on this DLC. Trust me. Per our sponsor deal, we actually tried. Pip’s got some major skills and he didn’t come close to breaking through their security. Sorry, Dinky, keep going.”

“Anyway, this… um… DLC adds… additional content to many areas of the game where it… uh… well…”

She trailed off, as if hoping somepony would jump in for her, but none of them did. She let out a little sigh.

“It uh… well, it sexes it up. Makes it… hotter, you know? More erotic. Special encounters, new guilds, alternate endings, unique companions, new clothes, spells, the whole thing.” Dinky squeaked. She sounded like if she blushed any harder she’s catch on fire “Yeah… that’s… um… all I’m gonna say!”

“This,” Sweetie announced, her voice full of glee, “is the Hall of the Sisters of Levan Tee-Nar.”

“You’re kidding,” Button turning to gape at her. “You mean—”

Before he could say another word, the doors opened. Five gorgeous silver and white unicorns walked in, each with magical wings made of pure violet light. They wore sheer robes that did nothing to hide their beauty—or their assets. Each had on a steel circlet with a single ruby heart in the center, save for the tallest of their number, who had a golden heart in her circlet.

“It is well that you have awoke from the Nightmare’s touch, champions,” said the one with the golden heart as the other four fanned out across the room, one standing beside every bed. “I fear your Waygate is no more. You cannot go back. And I cannot say that does not bring me joy, for without you, all shall fall prey to the Nightmare’s insidious nature.”

“Exposition, yay!” Pip muttered.

Dinky shushed him.

“I assume you know of our order already. We have worked for two weeks to purge the corruption tormenting your bodies and souls. The fact that you are now awake is a sign from the Passionate Heart that the final cleansing can now begin.”

A small dialogue box appeared in Button’s vision, but Sweetie—as group leader—replied for them all.

“What’s the Final Cleansing?” she asked, though she did it while smiling.

“Excellent question.” Golden Heart bowed to Sweetie. “Our order uses the art of sensuality to enhance our healings magics far beyond the ken of mortal unicorns. Only a true alicorn could work greater magic than us. We join with you, in so doing, generate Sensual Power in both parties, necessary for our work. We then draw on the result to energize the spell that will pure the last of the Nightmare’s influence upon your bodies and minds. You’ll find the process safe and very pleasant, I assure you. Though from this day forth, you will find yourself a great deal more lustful than you were in the past. It is the only way.”

As she said that, the lust meter appeared on Button’s HUD. He rolled his eyes as the chat feed practically squealed with delight.

One again, the dialogue box appeared, showing options to find some other way, to cancel the interaction, to outright refuse and, of course, to eagerly accept.

“Thank you,” Sweetie said, once more speaking for all of them. “We appreciate what you’ve done for us and would be most grateful if you would purify us fully.”

Golden Heart nodded and gestured to the priestesses.

“I will remain to guide the magics,” Golden Heart said as her strange magical wings flared outward. “Focus on your passions. Become one with them and you will be whole once more.”

With that, the white and silver unicorn by Button’s bed leaned down to give him a gentle kiss. The magic of the local dreamscape made it intensely real. So real, that he felt himself harden again. He had no doubt that lust potion they’d taken earlier included an endurance booster. He could probably go six times, if his experience with Sweetie in the past was any indication.

“I am Harvest of the Chambers,” she whispered after she broke the kiss. “What method of lovemaking creates the greatest passion, afflicted one?”

“Uh…” Button had not been ready for something like this. The dialogue box appeared again and his eyes bulged at the options available. “I…”

Then, to his shock, two options were triggered before he could do anything.

“Ah, you will find my skills excellent in both of those, afflicted one. For the first, simply relax and allow me to service you in desire and passion.”

All around him, the soft moans of his friends began to fill the room, while Chamber slipped down and undid his trousers and undergarments, revealing a very similar member to what Sweetie and Dinky had just worked on before.

“Surprise!”

“Sweetie?” Button gasped.

The voice had come over his private chat channel. Chamber’s face looked up, but the expression wasn’t hers. It was Sweetie Belle’s! That when he realized the sensation of Chamber’s hand upon his cock felt strange. He reached out and tweaked his M-VR Helm so he could see through the front, only to see Sweetie kneeling before him with a smirk on her face and his cock in her hands.

“Sweetie, what are you doing?” Button hissed, making sure the mic stayed on a private channel that went to a small wireless earbud and mic setup Sweetie wore.

“We’re super close to your final change, baby, then it’s Joystick time!” Sweetie cooed.

“That quickly?!” Button gaped. “It hasn’t even been twenty minutes!”

“Yup!” Sweetie said as she began pumping him slowly. “And since we’ve got that deal at the end, I thought I might enjoy this fun tool of yours now, in the guise of your devoted priestess as my virtual body gets licked silly by that unicorn over there.”

“That’s never going to happen, you know,” Button said, dropping his whisper. “We’re never gonna hit a million bits, sweetheart.”

“We’ll see. Now, do you want a blowjob or not?”

“Like I’m gonna say no…”

“Then put on your M-VR again and let your slutty priestess work!” she said with a giggle.

Button rolled his eyes, but did as instructed with a grin. Seconds later, he groaned at the double sensation of both Chamber’s and Sweetie’s lips kissing the head of his cock. Somehow, Sweetie had synced up Chamber to act as she did, probably through some debug command she’d gotten from the sponsor. Button didn’t really care how. He was too busy enjoying it!

Chamber looked up and smiled. “I can taste your last session. I can sense it was a good one. You will be purified in short order.”

Button’s feminine hips bucked involuntarily.

Chamber smiled again, then lowered her head to swallow the top half of his cock. Her tongue teased and danced along the surface. Both girls let out moans as their horns lit up and soft magic began to stroke over his base while they worked his head.

Suddenly, things shifted, leaving Chamber as the only one suckling. Sweetie apparently had other plans. Over their private line, she began to whisper things into his ear.

“You’re going to be such a hot mare,” she cooed, then licked the side of him, which was super bizarre when he also felt Chamber start to deepthroat him. “You know the things I’m going to do to you tonight? You’ll never want to be a stallion again. Neither will Pip. Dinky and him have only ever played with gender potions twice, but she can’t wait to eat him out. Just like I’m going to eat you out, Joystick.”

Button yelped. Hearing his female name triggered something that pulsed through his entire body leading right to…

Before he could shout a warning, he began to cum, but Sweetie was fast. She wrapped her lips around him and eagerly began to guzzle his lust-potion-fueled seed. He let out a long, low groan, reaching out to hold both Chamber and Sweetie’s heads to his cock before the orgasm slowed to a trickle.

Button slumped to the virtual bed. More tingles rushed across him as even more of him became feminine, like the rest of his chest, his waist and his arms and hands. Pretty much all he had left was his head and his cock.

He yelped again when somepony—he didn’t need to think hard about who—tripped a catch on his chair and put him in a semi-reclined position.

Then, to his surprise, Sweetie herself joined the chat feed.

SweetieUntamed: Who wants to see me ride Button as he cums himself into that hot mare Joystick? Likes for both of us. Now!

The likes system went insane. Instantly, Button found himself instantly ready to go again. Even Sweetie let out a hungry moan as the likes overcharged her lust potion.

“Chair not enough… we’re going to the bed…” she whispered, need dripping from her voice. “Now!”

Button was about to protest that he thought they were going to do it here with Chambers in the chair, but Sweetie pulled off his helmet—gently—and kissed him hard, shoving their tits together.

“Button, I need your cock in me one more time,” she hissed. Her eyes were practically glowing with need. “Right fucking now!”

He sat back up. Sweetie hopped off of him and practically ran to the bed. There, she bent over and showed the camera her soaking wet panties. Button gaped at her. Sweetie was usually a little lewd, but this was over the top for her!

And he loved it.

She looked at him with hungry eyes. Button panted as his nipples went as hard as his cock. It was starting to get hard to think again. He just… needed Sweetie.

So he strode over and let his jeans fall off. Only his boxers remained as she straightened up a little, only for him to reach down and yank off her panties. She yelped and then let out a growl of lust. She grabbed him by the shoulders, spun him around, and tossed him face up on the bed.

“I can’t wait until later…” she whispered from below. “You’re going to totally lose your mind tonight, Button Mash. Tonight, you’re my little slut. But for now… I’ll be yours.”

Joystick Has Entered the Game!

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Button grinned down at his eager girlfriend, then reached up and yanked off Sweetie’s t-shirt, revealing her beautiful white orbs to the world. They were actually dribbling milk a little, probably a side effect of the potions or some unlock he didn’t know about. Or maybe some bonus thing she hadn’t mentioned. Whatever it was, it was fucking hot. He leaned forward to her tits and tasted her milk. It tasted like peppermint.

“Naughty… now I’m topless for the rest of the night…” she rubbed his tits with her hands and he let out a moan. Then, using her magic, she yanked off his boxers, leaving him totally naked.

“Hey! Not… oh…”

She had leaned down to nuzzle his cock, then she licked it from base to head before climbing up to straddle him.

“Remember, this might be your last fuck as a guy… make it good.”

Button rolled his eyes. Like that was—

Sweetie plunged herself down on him. Button groaned, but his hands instantly went to her hips as she started bouncing and he started to thrust.

“Yes!” Sweetie screamed, going wild atop him. “Come on, Button! Ram it deep!”

Button didn’t respond with words, but instead shoved himself upward as he yanked her hips down. She squealed in delight, fondling her tits, dressed only in her tiny microskirt. Button slammed her again and she cried out his name, begging for more. A third time, as her pussy clenched on his cock as an orgasm ran through her body.

“More…” Sweetie mumbled as she started slamming her hips up and down on his cock. “More!”

Button knew that sometimes they danced the line between game streamers and… well, amateur porn, but it almost felt like Sweetie was trying out for the real thing tonight. And she wanted it bad.

She suddenly dropped to squeeze her milky tits against Button’s. “Celestia, I love how much of a big-titted slut you are…” she growled, still bouncing on his thick member.

Button reached up and kissed her hard. Her hands wrapped around his head, fingers tightening in his hair. Then she began to pull. But it didn’t hurt. Instead… she stretched his hair. Or maybe his hair was just growing. It didn’t really matter.

Their bodies moved against one another, sweat-soaked coat against sweat-soaked coat as Sweetie impaled herself again and again. Suddenly, Button felt a wave of magic wash over his face. He let out an involuntary gasp as his muzzle shifted, his eyes changed, then his entire facial structure altered in a strange sensation of weird distortion, like his face was only a mask and somepony had just tweaked it a little, making it softer and better suited for what happened next. And he knew without a doubt that Sweetie was now making out with a pony wearing the face of Joystick, his female self.

Sweetie pulled back and grinned. “Celestia, I forgot how hot and cute you are as a mare.”

Button only groaned, his hips beginning to buck harder and harder.

“You’re close?” Sweetie asked, her eyes hungry with the need to know.

Button gritted his teeth and nodded. Even that felt weird right now…

“Then fill me up!” Sweetie cried as she began to do… things with her pussy. Things that no normal pony could do. But Button had stopped underestimating just how talented Sweetie got when it came to this sort of thing. “Come on, baby! All of it! I want all of it!”

That was the breaking point. Button gave a loud grunt and his cock began to spasm, shooting his seed deep inside of his girlfriend. Sweetie came with him, squealing like a mare in heat. Despite his previous loads, this one was even bigger, lasting a full minute and a half. All the while, all he could do was hold on as pleasure slammed his crotch with such intensity that he could barely breathe. It was like his entire essence as being poured out of him…

Time slipped away, then after what felt like a lifetime, the deluge began to slacken. He gasped as he slumped back on the bed, only to have Sweetie practically leap off of him.

Moments later, Sweetie yanked his legs apart for the camera as he felt the magic swell within his crotch.

“Here we go!” Sweetie cooed as her hands danced along his thighs, hips and front.

The first to go where his two heavy balls. They slowly shrank, smaller and smaller, until they slipped inside of him, leaving only his hardened cock. But as soon as the balls were gone, his cock began to shrink. A few seconds later, the slit started to form. He moaned, his voice far higher than it had been a minute ago. He tried to rub at his vanishing cock, but Sweetie hit him with a light bondage spell, pinning his arms and legs to the bed. He panted and moaned… but she had him completely helpless, unable to do anything but whimper and watch as his masculinity slipped away in the most pleasurable and intense way possible.

He could feel parts rearrange themselves deep within him as his new slit became fully formed, complete with the cute little clitty that Sweetie loved to suck. But still, it took another minute before he felt it.

At the end, the potions always did something inside his body and mind. Something intensely personal and completely irresistible.

That something clicked inside him. A gasp escaped. Eyes widened. Then came the soft, delicate sigh.

“Welcome back, baby,” Sweetie cooed.

And just like that, she couldn’t think of herself as anypony else but Joystick. She knew her given name had been Button Mash. She knew that she’d been male only a few minutes ago. She knew she normally had a cock she loved pounding her girlfriend with. But she also knew that wasn’t who she was right now.

Her name was Joystick, a hot—and somewhat slutty—gamer girl who loved to play with her girlfriend on streams for silly levels of bits. Nothing about this was different from the person she’d been a short time ago. No new memories or crazy things like that. Just a deep-seated knowledge that she was a girl and she liked it.

Actually, Joystick loved it. It was the reason Button had been becoming her at least twice a week for months now. That and Sweetie found it unbearably sexy.

Sweetie undid the bondage spell and flung herself into her girlfriend’s waiting arms. They tumbled and made out as if they were long-parted lovers, ending up with Joystick on top and Sweetie on the bottom.

“I’m glad you back, hun,” Sweetie whispered as she stroked Joystick’s cheek. “Missed you.”

Joystick kissed her on the nose. “I missed you, too… even if I’m still the same person.”

“Nah, you’re way cuter,” Sweetie grinned. “Now, should we go back to our game? There’s still plenty more challenges.”

“You brought back my dildo challenge, didn’t you?”

“Of course not!”

Joystick raised a playful eyebrow.

Sweetie, still only clad in her skirt, slid off the bed. “It’s not yours. It’s for all of us!”

“Anyone ever tell you you’re a bit of a perv?” Joystick giggled. She remained stark naked as she climbed down.

Sweetie beamed at her. “You’re saying that like you don’t want to get fucked by a dildo while saving a town.”

“Nope. Totally want to. You’re still a perv though.”

“I don’t see a problem with that!”

Sweetie bounced over to her seat and slid back into the game.

“Neither do I,” Joystick giggled, then hopped her cute naked ass over to her gaming chair, though she took the time to make sure she had a towel down first. She suspected she would need it.

Then she glanced at Sweetie, already moaning to something in the game.

Yup, she was sure she was going to need it.

The Battle of Relle’deen

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Pipi came to life less than ten minutes after Joystick entered the game. Dinky hadn’t helped quite as much as Sweetie had, instead deciding to have one last fling in Pip’s chair before he succumbed to the relentless transformations caused by the donations.

They both managed to finish right as Pip slipped into Pipi. And then, they were four mares.

Dinky remained the most clothed of all of them, only missing her panties and having her top unbuttoned but her bra still on. Pipi had managed to keep on her boxers, but Dinky had cheated and used a bit of magic to change them into bright pink hipster panties. This, of course, had resulted in an immediate surge of likes for Pipi, which, in turn, had resulted in her hand buried in her new pussy within minutes of getting it. More likes ensured Pipi came hard just a couple minutes later. Her panties were pretty damn soaked by the time that was over with.

Of course, Sweetie now hid nothing, having lost both panties and t-shirt and leaving only the micro skirt that accented her hips and ass rather than protecting any bit of modesty—as if any of them had that anymore. However, even a half hour later, as they started their first major quest chain, Joystick remained the only completely nude player.

However, with tits as big as hers, as was pretty happy Dreamwalker Saga III had thought to add invisible physics systems to support the monsters on her chest while she moved around. While her breasts might still jiggle plenty for the audience, for her, they felt completely—and comfortably—strapped down. Still, she had to deal with the two new masses though. She always had a hard time getting used to carrying large melons attached to her chest.

That being said, the support would be critical the moment they got into a fight. Which should be in a few minutes.

“This portal will take you to the village of Relle’deen,” the wizened Master Archmage of the Citadel said as he waved his runed staff and created a shimmering vortex of pink light. “There, you should find the Sorcerer Spiraling Night. His last report indicated that the Nightmare may be on the move in that region, but that was some days ago. The High Queens ask that you purge any corruption you find while seeking Sorcerer Night, then aide him in securing the land.”

“It’ll be no problem,” Pipi announced, her Citadel Shield slung over her back, her new ball-and-chain flail in her left hand and her damp bright pink panties around her hips. “This is what we do best.”

“Beware the Dragons of Nightmare,” the Master Archmage said as he looked at all of them. “The purification you went through is not easily repeated. If you fall again, your companions must save you then and there… or the spells we must use to bring you back may cost you dearly.”

Joystick still didn’t know why the Dreamwalker series insisted on actually talking about the respawn mechanic. Round Phoenix was weird like that.

Pipi glanced at all of them. Sweetie was spinning a new goldsteel knife on a finger. Dinky’s was checking the runes on her staff as her new magic orb floated around her head. As for Joystick, she unsheathed her twinblade greatsword. All of their original gear had been destroyed by the corrupted dragon, but Citadel opening sequence rearmed all of them with minor artifacts that were solid for early-game use. Each of them had rolled high, so they’d each looted a masterwork version of their normal weapon choices.

Joystick couldn’t wait to use her greatsword against something.

“Finally, I grant you this spell,” the Master Archmage announced as he sprayed them with glittering magic. “There are abominations out there, creatures borne of places where the Nightmare has broken to other realms. Those must be destroyed. But as was the case with the great Orange Dragon, many are normal creatures or people who are under the control of the Nightmare. With this spell, you may strike as you normally would, but the blow will land upon the corruption, not the innocent’s body. The High Queens will not abide you killing our citizens to save them.”

“Understood,” Pipi replied, her patience straining a little. “Shall we seek the village now?”

“Yes, and good luck!”

The Master Archmage stepped aside with a swish of his dark green robes and gestured for them to enter the portal. With a sigh of relief, Sweetie leapt through. Pipi and Dinky followed, leaving Joystick to take up the rear.

They found themselves in a swirling pink tunnel, this game’s version of the loading screen.

“Is it just me, or is this game super exposition heavy?” Dinky asked as she returned her magic focus to her hand. “Like, seriously… shut up and let us get to the action.”

“Round Phoenix always likes to blab at the beginning of their games,” Joystick replied, twirling her blade around. “I think it’s because they know people won’t pay any attention to the rest of the quests if they don’t.”

“Hey, at least we’re not the only ones who have to suffer!” Pipi cried as she waved to the ceiling.

“Dumb design,” Sweetie commented as she watched Joystick.

Joystick blinked at her. “What it is, baby?”

“Hmmm… something’s missing…” Sweetie walked up to her and smiled, her eyes going wide as if she’d just figured it out. “Oh, that’s right!”

She reached forward and kissed her hard. Joystick almost dropped her weapon in surprise, but eagerly returned the kiss. She loved the sensation of their big tits rubbing together almost as much as the feeling of their always-hard nipples teasing one another. Sweetie reached around and grabbed Joystick’s sizable ass, squeezing it tight. Joystick wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her closer as their tongues danced.

Finally, they broke apart, panting and flushed.

“Damn,” Sweetie whispered with a grin. “You are just so much more delicious as a mare, Joystick. I could do that all day.”

Joystick giggled and traced one of Sweetie’s nipples with a finger. “Who’s stopping you?”

“Probably the mobs we’re about to fight!” Pipi said as she readied her shield. The tunnel had started to blur with the tinge of corrupted stars. “Get ready!”

Sweetie reached around to grab Joystick’s ass before taking her position. Joystick grinned at her, then focused at the end portal just as a small chime sounded.

“Next threshold!” Sweetie cried. “Lust goes up for every enemy we down and every hit we take!”

“You are all sorts of evil!” Joystick shouted with a laugh.

Sweetie blew her a kiss just as the portal suddenly flashed away, leaving them in a scene of absolute chaos.

Once, this had been the main street of the small village of Relle’deen. Joystick’s eyes flickered over the buildings and the signs. A three-story inn stood to their right, but the top two floors were swirling with strange, alien stars as each window glowed with violet light. To the left was a blacksmith’s shop, with a roaring fire of bright pink billowing out of the forge. About a half dozen of the local guards were fighting deranged townsponies, trying desperately to fend them off while not killing anypony. That was all while staying well clear of the abominations wandering around aimlessly in every shape and size. Even the sky was wrong, with purple clouds and hateful violet stars glowing against what should be a sunny day.

For anypony in Equestria, waking up to something like this would cause nothing but panic.

But they all lived in Ponyville. This shit was pretty tame compared to what they’d seen.

“Dinky baby, can you handle the blacksmith’s fire?” Pipi called, who usually played the team leader for Sweetie’s Herd. “Be careful, I’ll bet there’s an elemental in there.”

“No problem, sweetie,” Dinky chirped as she sauntered off toward the raging inferno now beginning to consume the shop. Water appeared in great globes around her as she summoned her magic.

“Sweetie, help the guard?” Pipi asked, though her tone was a bit more respectful.

“You just want me squealing in lust quickest,” Sweetie grinned. “Like I need the help. All I need to do is stare at Joystick’s tits for about thirty seconds.”

Despite herself, Joystick blushed.

Sweetie vanished in a puff of smoke. A second later, a howling pegasus trying to bite a beleaguered earth pony guard squawked and slumped over from Sweetie’s stun. She appeared above the guard, winked at him and said, “You’re welcome!”

Then she was off again.

“Hey slackers, how hot was that?” Joystick called up to the invisible crowd. “Throw a few extra likes her way!”

A few moments later, Sweetie had another crazed townspony down, then let out a moan as she helplessly fondled her tits. Joystick blinked as she realized the milk she’d seen earlier was starting to come faster. Sweetie used a finger to get a taste, licking it off while staring right at Joystick. Joystick felt her pussy clench in need.

“Hey, Joy?” Pipi asked. “You with me, babe?”

Joystick shook her head and focused on her best friend. “What’s up, palomino tits?”

Pipi rolled her eyes and nodded at a thick centaur-like being of midnight, crisscrossed with yellow stripes, clomping their way and quickly picking up speed.

“Yeah, I can do that. Tank and spank?”

“Only if you’re doing the spanking,” Pipi said with a grin.

The chat feed popped up to LOL all over Pipi, who made a little bow right as the monster charged toward them. It bellowed out something insane and Joystick hefted her weapon.

Pipi unleashed a Word of Guardianship and thrust her shield forward, forcing the centaur to come crashing to a halt.

“Hey, Pipi,” Joystick called as she waltzed over, spinning her massive blade easily in one hand. “You’re sure you don’t want to use your Seduce Anything ability? Something this big has got to be hung.”

“Would you kill it already?” Pipi snapped, rolling her eyes. “Keeping this spell up is draining my mana. It’s hard.”

“So’s he apparently.”

“Joystick!”

“Okay, okay!” Joystick laughed, swung her blade over her head to end the abomination with a single stroke. “Easy, peas—”

Just as her blade hit the abomination, it exploded, knocking both girls off their feet and breaking Pipi’s spell. When the dust cleared, two smaller centaurs in plate armor and two massive horns each stood there cackling.

“Okay, that’s not cool,” Joystick muttered as she climbed back to her feet. “I just—whoa!”

Joystick’s reaction system triggered and she automatically swung her sword up to block the beam of death that tried to spear her. Pipi grunted as she was attacked by the same thing.

“Okay, we’re dealing with a Half Shadow-Taur,” Pipi said. “Should die out in just a few mom—oohhh…”

Pipi moaned as somepony on the stream decided to dump a lot of likes on her at once.

Joystick yelled in protest, only to get the same treatment. She just barely managed to keep her feet… and the idea of bending over for this beast started to sound appealing.

Finally, the monster’s energy attacks stopped. Pipi grunted through the lust, spun around and hurled her shield directly into the chest of the monster. It screeched as it staggered backward, then rushed Pipi.

Meanwhile, Joystick charged her Shadow-Taur, ripping her greatsword in half and transforming it into two glowing, slightly-curved blades. The monster fired another blast of magic, but Joystick knocked the beam away. With a cry, she slashed both blades through the thing’s chest. It roared, reared up and kicked her hard, sending her staggering backward where she got a really good view of the very male centaur.

“Who wants to see Pipi and Joystick get pounded for the rest of the fight?” shouted Sweetie over the stream-wide chat. “We’re almost to the next special for our favorite new girls!”

“Sweetie!” Joystick protested as she charged forward again, performing a spinning strike that should have ripped the Shadow-Taur apart, except it didn’t.

“We all have our part to play, baby!” Sweetie called with a laugh. “In fact… oh. Well. Okay. Should have seen that coming. Let me just… yup. There we go. Hold on everypony!”

The Shadow-Taur’s eyes suddenly blazed with the light of dead stars. The alien light washed over Joystick and she found it impossible to look away. Her body froze in place… and quickly started to heat up.

“What… what’s going… on…” Joystick whispered. “I can’t move…”

“Can’t move either…” Pipi cried. “And my lust levels…”

The eyes shifted color to a bright orange before flashing, blinding her. She felt the telltale sensation of a teleport.

A second later, they were in the town square. The town hall, standing above a large fountain, had transformed into a crackling wizard’s tower with nightmare magic swirling from it. She couldn’t see much else, because the rest of the square was buried under tendrils of nightmare shadows. Dozens of monsters and enthralled townsponies surrounded them, all smiling and looking far too eager.

Then, she heard a new voice whisper in her ear, “Time to embrace the shadow, sweet one.”

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As the voice’s echoes died in her head, Joystick felt herself slowly get lowered onto the tip of something warm and welcoming. She managed to crane her neck around to see the rest of the party all there, bound with some sort of magic spell to keep their arms behind their backs. They were spread out in the town square, with a dark altar in the very center. Their bodies were moving on their own as they slid onto…

Joystick shivered as she looked down, but it wasn’t in horror. Below her—lay a hulking unicorn stallion with glowing purple eyes and a simply massive cock. He seemed perfectly aware of his surroundings, not bewitched or anything. Which meant he was either supposed to be a real and willing participant or some sort of magical construct.

“You will enjoy this, sweet one. Open yourself to our touch.”

Considering the purple eyes and the whispering voice, Joystick was going with construct.

Joystick glanced around and realized they each had stunningly handsome stallions below them. They were all straddling their partners in very willing and eager poses. And if Joystick’s feelings were anything to go by… those poses weren’t being induced by the game.

“Sweetie…” Joystick squeaked. “What’s going on?”

“Uh… well… I think lust spell combined with… uh… the plugin might have overdone it and pulled from one of those Neighpon anime mods…” Sweetie laughed nervously—though her voice was more lusty than scared. “We’ve… also hit another goal. Heh… One sec!”

Joystick blinked, confused only to suddenly hear Dinky squeal in pleasure… without actually slipping onto her stallion’s cock. Next was Pipi, who let out a soft, “Oh, Celestia, yes…”

“Enjoy, babe!” Sweetie whispered from somewhere outside of the world. “No peeking!”

Joystick didn’t need to peek. She could feel Sweetie slip the dildo into position below her.

Then Sweetie let out a moan of her own.

“What’s… do we… do we resist?” Pipi gasped as her pussy got closer to the huge, throbbing cock.

“You can either resist the pleasure, submit or shatter.” Sweetie said, her voice getting huskier by the moment. “Resist and win, you get a bonus for the rest of the game against abomination seduction. Resist and lose? You get a steadily increasing lust, a base lust score increase by twenty-five and a physical asset will become over-sexualized for the rest of the game. Shatter, well, that prevents you from getting fucked, but it’ll lock you up until the rest of us are through. And you have to watch. And you can’t get off until we’re all done.”

“And submit?” Dinky whined. It sounded like she very much wanted to submit.

“Intensity of pleasure from sexual encounters increased by fifty percent,” Sweetie rattled, her voice getting even huskier. “But you’re gonna randomly end up submitting in fights, your base lust score increases by fifty and you’re required to have a minimum of one sexual encounter a day with a willing partner to stave off corruption.”

“What are the chances of us winning a resist?” Joystick asked, already knowing the answer.

“Considering that all you need to do is lose on the lust roll…” Sweetie giggled. “Not high.”

Joystick squeaked as she felt her pussy’s lips get spread slightly by the stallion’s thrumming cock while she knew her physical body was slowly slipping onto the dildo Sweetie had put beneath her.

“Uh… girls?” Pipi whispered, her voice a mix of lust and worry. “Check our global likes…”

Joystick glanced at the number. It was increasing by the second. Her eyes flipped to the chat feed. New phrases that she’d seen once or twice were now everywhere. Phrases like ‘gamer girl porn’ and ‘hottest fucking streamers in the world’ flashed through text. Their viewership had skyrocketed, too. Comments like ‘don’t care about the game, just this fucking hot porn’ came from half of the stream. The chat was going nearly too fast for her to keep up with.

“We’re about to get slammed with a mind-bending lust spell, aren’t we?” Joystick asked.

“Uh… I think so,” Dinky replied, then squealed softly. “Oh… Celestia this is big…”

“Yeah it is…” Pipi whispered. “Mmm! We’re totally gonna end up as mindless sluts…”

“I… hope you… don’t mind how hot this is for me… um…” Dinky said, sounding supremely embarrassed.

“Baby, if you didn’t get turned on by this, I’d be worried,” Pipi laughed—which got cut off as another moan escaped her lips.

“I hope you’re not bothered by getting overloaded, Joystick,” Sweetie giggled. “Our friends don’t seem to mind.”

Joystick managed to look over her right shoulder to see Sweetie already a quarter of the way down her stallion’s cock.

“You knew what you were getting into tonight,” Sweetie giggled, blowing her a kiss.

Joystick grinned as she felt the wave of lust swell inside her. “Yeah, I guess I did…”

Before she knew it, the lust hit like a brick wall. Immediately, Joystick couldn’t think of doing anything but spearing herself on the construct’s wonderfully thick cock. It was so weird. When she’d been a guy, she wouldn’t have been interested in this at all. But as a girl? She wanted it all. She wanted it so bad she… she…

A bell chimed somewhere and Joystick’s body froze. Then, the world became a little strange.

“Unlocked upgraded dreamscape interface. Mobile mode enabled.”

“Oh… wow, I never thought they’d go this high…” Sweetie murmured from somewhere. “I uh… oh wow…”

The next thing she knew, hands were pulling Joystick out of her chair and away from the dildo she craved so badly.

“No… I need that…” Joystick mumbled weakly.

“I’ve got something better,” Sweetie cooed.

She blinked a few times to see Sweetie’s flushed face.

“We’ve… oh… don’t you hear it?” Sweetie moaned as she pulled Joystick toward… the bed?

“You desire your mate beyond all reason. You will be taken upon my altar as have so many others. I will give you a boon… but now you are mine.”

Her thick ass landed on the bed the moment it… also landed on the strange black altar that sent bolts of pleasure through her. Before she could blink, she was stuck there, moaning as the altar did things to her. It sent tendrils through her virtual body, wrapping around parts of her and filling her with corrupted essence. She came a little, moaning and gasping, then tried to get her bearings.

At first, she could only see the ruined town around her. Then, the stacked, milky-breasted figure of her girlfriend towered over her. Joystick’s eyes hungrily wandered over Sweetie’s body. Her luscious lips, her incredible curves, her massive tits, her thick nipples, the milk pouring down the underside of each breast, the bounce of curly mane… and the huge strap-on she wore.

Joystick’s pussy ached at the sight of it.

“This… ahhh… I wasn’t expecting to get this far so far… supposed to at least… ahh.. Clear the town… and… oh fuck… I… I…”

Joystick’s eyes widened as the strap-on suddenly sprouted the same white fur that covered her girlfriend. The plastic thing grew a flared head, dark, black and dripping with pre. In moments, Sweetie looked like she had a full-sized stallion’s cock. His girlfriend had been transformed into a futa before her very eyes.

“Sweetie…” Joystick whispered, shivering.

“Oh Celestia… help! My tits… milk’s… ahhh!” Dinky cried from somewhere in the background, but Joystick barely registered it.

“It’s… the game…” Sweetie panted over the private line as she began to stroke what had been a strap-on. “But… the viewers… they’re pouring likes into me… I… I need to… Joystick, I… wow they want me to fuck you silly.”

“Then do it,” Joystick moaned, spreading her legs in the real world and the virtual one. She knew the cock wasn’t real and that Sweetie still wore the strap-on… but she didn’t care. She wanted both.

Now.

Sweetie stood there for a moment as Pipi and Dinky completely surrendered, lost to their ‘captors’. Joystick glanced over to see that they had been teleported close to one another and were now eagerly fondling one another while they were being fucked. Pipi kept lapping at her girlfriend’s tits, which practically fountained milk. Dinky’s hands ran over every inch of her girlfriend’s body.

“You’re sure?” Sweetie asked. She sounded a bit overwhelmed. “This… is more than you usually want, Joy… and it’s happening way faster than I had planned…”

“As long as that cock is yours, it belongs in my pussy,” Joystick purred. “Now your slut of a girlfriend needs to get reamed!”

Sweetie didn’t waste any more time on uncharacteristic hesitation. Instead, she began to slowly slide the huge monster of a cock into Joystick. Joystick moaned and thrashed, twitching with every inch. The sensation of being stretched by that monster was like nothing she’d ever felt. They’d played with dildos and strap-ons while Joystick had been around, but this was something else entirely. Sweetie must have gotten it special for tonight… and the sensation of Sweetie’s virtual ‘living’ cock inside of her was… beyond description.

And damn, she loved it.

“Hilt me…” Joystick begged. “Make me your slut.”

“You already are, baby,” Sweetie cooed. “You always have been.”

Joystick whimpered as she fondled her breasts for her girlfriend that she needed so badly.

Sweetie grinned, that sparkle coming back to her eye as she gave one final push and then… Joystick was full of Sweetie’s cock. The game version felt so real that it totally overpowered the simple plastic-like textures of the actual dildo. She could feel the twitches. She could feel the heat. She could feel the veins. She could feel the life inside the cock that speared her.

Joystick wondered if this was what Sweetie felt like when Button had fucked her.

Sweetie leaned down, resting her breasts on Joystick’s and spilling milk all over.

Then she smiled. “I… ahh… have a confession…”

“Is it that this is the best sex ever, because I knew that already…” Joystick murmured

“Last night, we got an offer from Red Gamepads,” she whispered as she held onto Joystick’s shoulders. “They want to sponsor us for twenty… ahhh… thousand per stream, split between the four of us girls. They also offered a one hundred thousand bit… signing bonus.”

“But they’re…” Joystick began.

Sweetie’s hands wrapped around Joystick’s shoulders for leverage and she bucked.

Joystick screamed in delight, her thoughts crumbling.

“You wanna be a porn star, Joystick? Think about it. Being watched just for us enjoying lesbian gametime together?”

“I… I’ll be male sometimes…” Joystick mumbled, her eyes rolling in her sockets.

Sweetie giggled and thrust again. Joystick’s back arched. “No, you won’t. We hit the threshold for that five minutes ago. You’re a girl now. My girl. Forever.”

Sweetie began to pound her in earnest. Joystick should feel panic or something at Sweetie’s words… but she didn’t care. She wanted to feel like this forever. She could barely think, save for the desire to wrap her legs around her beautiful big-titted slut of a girlfriend.

So that’s what she did.

“You’re such a slut…” Joystick moaned as she felt the orgasm coming for her.

“Not as much as you.” Sweetie kissed her hard. “You’re my little slut forever, Joystick. Do you like it? Do you like being my little slut? Just like Dinky?”

“Oh Celestia, yes… wait…” She blinked for a moment. “Dinky’s your slut?”

“Why do you think she wears a collar, cutie?” Sweetie giggled between pants as she continued to pound Joystick for all the world to see. “She’s a great pet.”

“That… ooh, that makes so much sense now…”

The idea of being collared by Sweetie played through her head. She liked it. She liked it a lot. Joystick had always been a little on the subby side. And Sweetie would always be light and loving dom, for all her teasing.

“Mmm…” Joystick panted. “I totally am your little slut…”

“I know.” A bottle appeared in front of her. “That’s why I already signed for all of us. Now drink the sealer and really become my little pet slut you know you already are. Make it real.”

Joystick actually had just enough brainpower to weigh the decision with a little clarity. Ever since Sweetie had started to turn her into Joystick, this body and this mind had felt more and more natural. Even his mother had praised her then-daughter’s looks. It’s not like it mattered. This was Equestria… there were way more mares than stallions. What was one more… especially when she could feel like this?

“I’m gonna… I’m gonna…” Sweetie moaned. “Oh wow… is this what a cock feels like?”

“I dunno,” Joystick groaned. “I can’t remember it over what this pussy feels like.”

Sweetie grinned and kissed her even harder.

Then Joystick popped the top and drank, staring at Sweetie all the while as magic washed down Joystick’s sweaty, flushed body.

A second later, Sweetie’s virtual cock exploded. Then, Sweetie’s real pussy exploded. Finally, Joysticks real and virtual pussy exploded.

“I really am your pet slut…” Joystick whispered before pleasure overwhelmed every sense in her body.

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Some time later, they were laying on the grass in the village green, Sweetie still buried inside of Joystick. The altar they’d been fucking on had vanished somehow, but with Joystick still basking in the afterglow, she didn’t really care. From the quest text appearing over his screen, all four of them submitting as loving couples had apparently overwhelmed the nightmare, forcing it to retreat. The town was saved, though they were all more than a little confused. Now, the Sorceress awaited them at the town hall.

She could wait a little longer.

“Now for one last addition…” Sweetie said as she pulled a narrow black collar out of somewhere, one identical to Dinky’s. Before Joystick could react, her girlfriend slipped it around her neck and sealed it.

Joystick instantly came again, staring at Sweetie with an open mouth.

“Mmm… you’re going to make a good pet, Joystick.”

“Yes, Mistress Sweetie,” Joystick said without actually meaning to… then a surge of pleasure hit. “Oooh…”

Nearby, she heard Pipi cry out in a similar way. Joystick realized that she’d just been collared too.

“Nah, just Sweetie is fine from you, unless you want to call me Mistress.”

“I… I don’t know…” Joystick replied honestly, rubbing at her collar. It felt like rubbing her pussy.

Sweetie giggled and leaned over. “From now on, anytime I call you pet, you’re going to get turned on. Real world or virtual.”

Joystick shivered, but she could feel the words sliding into her mind and taking root until she knew she would obey that command like she obeyed the impulse to breathe.

“Yes, Mistress,” Joystick whispered and moaned as a surge of pleasure ran over her body. “I’m going to love this… I already do…”

“Good pet,” Sweetie said with a giggle.

Joystick whimpered, fondling her breasts for Sweetie for a bit.

“Now, this is where the game gets really fun,” Sweetie whispered. “Ready for the next quest?”

“You have no idea,” Joystick murmured, looking up at her gorgeous girlfriend.

Then she decided to take the initiative. With Sweetie still impaling her, Joystick’s head snapped up and she began to suckle on one of Sweetie’s peppermint-flavored milky tits. Sweetie let out a howl of pleasure.

“No, wait…” Sweetie moaned, bracing herself over Joystick’s eager head with arms to either side. “If… you drink too much… they’ll make it permanent for Dinky and me!”

Joystick stopped just long enough to grin at Sweetie. “Seems fair to me.”

“You little… ahhhhh!” Sweetie began to buck again at Joystick’s new attack, only for Joystick to tilt her hips and roll the two of them over so they landed on Sweetie’s back with Joystick straddling her.

Joystick smiled from atop her girlfriend as her hips thrust up and down on Sweetie’s virtual cock. It felt almost as good as Sweetie’s virtual tongue.

“If you want me to stop…” Joystick whispered between moans as one of her hands began to actively milk Sweetie’s thickening nipples. “You’re just gonna have to order me…”

“I… I…” Sweetie groaned. “Oh fuck it, be a good pet and make your gorgeous Mistress a little milk cow, just know you’re gonna be a little milk slut…”

“Of course, Mistress,” Joystick whispered in her sultriest voice, as her pussy clenched around the cock. In a lust-filled voice, then she called out “Hey slackers, who wants to see me drink my girlfriend into cumming inside of me! The more milk she gets, the hornier we both get!”

Then, Joystick went to work. Before long, Sweetie was holding both white-furred tits in her hands as they swelled at least a couple cup sizes from the sheer volume of milk inside of them. Sweetie even let out a little ‘moo,’ much to Joystick’s delight.

Just after Sweetie’s third orgasm into Joystick’s ever-eager pussy, Pipi and Dinky joined them. Joystick stayed on Sweetie’s cock, but lifted herself up so her friends could enjoy Sweetie’s body.

“I guess I’m your pet now, too,” Pipi said as she fondled Sweetie’s left tit.

“You’re mine first,” Dinky said, still sounding a little shy, but positively giddy. “And we both belong to Sweetie.”

“We all do,” Joystick cooed. “We’re all her little pet sluts.”

Sweetie could only nod while little geysers of milk erupted from Sweetie’s nipples.

Pipi looked around and fondled her new collar before rubbing her heavy palomino tits. “We should get back to the game…”

“I think our Mistress deserves to cum a few more times first,” Dinky declared. “After all, she’s the reason we’re all hot, horny and female. And… well, she used the signing bonus to push the donation over the edge to make you both girls.”

Joystick stopped bouncing on Sweetie’s cock long enough to ask, “Is that true?”

Sweetie nodded, looking a little embarrassed.

“What am I going to do with you?” Joystick sighed. “Oh right. I already knew what I was doing.”

She attacked Sweetie’s tasty tit with renewed vigor, showing her just what she thought of Sweetie's little plot.

“You mind, baby?” Dinky asked nervously. “I… kinda helped.”

Pipi kissed Dinky hard, then answered with a question. “What would you like your pet to do?”

“Um… make Sweetie cum more?” Dinky said hesitantly.

“Well… if you insist…” Pipi went down on the left breast while Dinky took the right. Meanwhile, Joystick rode on the thick shaft—and strap-on—that made up Sweetie’s cock.

She watched Sweetie’s eyes roll into the back of her head as she was overwhelmed by pleasure. Her body started to thrash again and she came screaming. The sensation of an exploding cock erupted in Joystick’s pussy.

“I think she needs one more…” Joystick giggled.

And then Sweetie began to moan again.

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“Really? For years?”

Joystick laid back on the bed, whimpering softly as Pip ate her out, all the while stroking Sweetie’s beautiful mane. Sweetie bit her lip as Dinky continued her work lapping up Sweetie’s eager pussy.

“We experimented in college… oh right there…” Sweetie flushed. “And then, we realized we really liked it, even though we both madly in love with each of you. So once a week, we’d get together and enjoy some time together. Dinky’s the one who first came up with being my subby little pet.”

Joystick moaned yet again. In the last month, she’d found that any use of that word by Sweetie made her horny.

Sweetie giggled.

“Pipi… damn… you’re fucking amazing at this…” Joystick cried as Pipi hit yet another wonderful spot and drove her into a soundless orgasm.

“Dinky couldn’t stop herself,” Sweetie continued as she brushed Dinky’s short blond mane. “She kept coming back again and again. Eventually, we both started just losing all our inhibitions. While I suggested the goals… she suggested the game. That’s why she programmed it like that last month. Worked better than I hoped.”

“I’d say…” Joystick muttered as she fondled her tits. “I’ve never been happier. I never expected that… thank you.”

She leaned over to give Sweetie a kiss… which turned into a longer kiss, which turned into a makeout session, which turned into Pipi and Dinky both slipping onto the bed beside them. Pipi reached behind Joystick and began to knead her breasts, as Dinky did the same for Sweetie. Sweetie groaned as milk instantly began to pour from her tits. Joystick got a taste, then turned to share it with Pipi.

His best friend eagerly took the mouthful of Sweetie’s milk. It was weird. Two months ago, the idea of making out with Pipsqueak would have totally made him feel weird. But now… she couldn’t imagine a day going by without it. She couldn’t imagine a day where Dinky didn’t provide the creamer for coffee from her own tits… and then let all three of them drink her dry. And she couldn’t imagine a day they weren’t so horny all the time and they spent each night swapping partners like they were playing musical chairs.

“So… what’s today’s game?” Joystick asked as she reached around to fondle Dinky’s tits.

Sweetie caressed Joystick’s tits, peppering them with kisses. “Well, the VIP pre-show is almost over. Should get the selection in a minute. I’m hoping we get to go back into Dreamwalker. But it’s up to them!”

They all looked up at the camera above the bed and waved, then moaned as one as they were hit with a massive group like.

“Got the game,” Dinky said. “It’s… ooh! I’ve wanted to play this! It’s called the Whoring of Heroes. We need to find the end boss before we’re all slowly turned into lust-filled monsters who exist only to fuck!”

They all giggled at Dinky’s excitement, while Dinky just blushed. “Sorry, I’ve… since we signed on to being… uh…”

“Gaming porn stars?” Pipi suggested with a grin.

“Well yeah, I was hoping for a game like this…”

“Wait… we have a VIP special request…” Sweetie said. “We have to…”

There was a pause.

“Okay, who wrote this?” Sweetie glared up at the camera. “We’ve already said we’re a herd now, and that I’m the head of it. Right, pets?”

“Yes, Mistress!” They chorused, then instantly shivered as the enchanted collars gave them jolts of pleasure.

Joystick knew technically she was being conditioned like that, but she didn’t mind.

“I mean… we pretty much sleep down here all the time and… and… oh you naughty… ahhh…”

Sweetie let out a lewd moan, then suddenly her hand was inside of Joystick’s pussy. She yelped in time with Dinky. Then, as if on some sort of control, Joystick’s fingers slipped inside of Pipi.

“Mmmm,” Sweetie mumbled. “Yes, it’s true. We really are four horny, slutty mares living in the same house, playing all the time. We make enough money off the games we don’t need other jobs… we just... Ahh…”

Whatever Sweetie was going to say next was drowned out by the sound of all four explosively climaxing. It seemed to last forever. But eventually, the passion subsided and they all grinned at each other sheepishly.

“Just wanted a group orgasm?” Joystick asked.

Sweetie nodded and kissed her on the cheek as Dinky and Pipi headed for their rigs.

“Well, I can think of worse ways to spend a night.”

Sweetie punched Joystick on the shoulder.

“Ow!” Joystick whimpered, but laughed when Sweetie stuck out her tongue at her. “Be careful, your bad girl mask is slipping.”

“You’re a bad influence on me, Joystick.”

Joystick glanced down at her sultry, curvaceous form, looked up at Sweetie and raised an eyebrow. “I think you’re way more of a bad influence than me.”

Sweetie beamed at her, then scampered off to her rig.

Joystick sat up and smiled. A few years ago, this whole thing would have been insane to even think about.

Now, it was her life. Hell, even being female didn’t bug her in the slightest. It felt right, though she wasn’t sure why. Maybe Sweetie had brainwashed her. She doubted it though.

Nah, this felt natural. Maybe this was just being happy.

She liked it.

“Come on, Joystick! Move your cute little ass!” Sweetie shouted.

Joystick laughed, ran to her rig and slammed down the M-VR helm.

It was time to get her game face on.

Author's Notes:

Heeeeeeeee~!

This was so much fun~! I hope you had as much fun reading and I did writing~! I was super happy to find out that Pip and Button already had R63 versions of themselves in the fandom, with some cute art, too~! (But you're totes gonna have to find that yourselves~!)

I love TG/TFs, especially the ones that turn out okay in the end. They're totes my favorite of all. Forced can be fun, but only if the person accepts it, otherwise ick.

Well, all of our new girls accepted it and totes love it, since now they've got a sexy new deal where they just play... and then they play some more. And then play while playing. And... well, you know~! :3

What did you thing, cuties~? If you got a favorite bit, I wanna know, I love hearing about what gets folks feisty~! <3

Thanks you SOOOOOO much, Grif_Bladefeather for commissioning this~! It was so much fun~!

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