Horrible Mutant Lust Chimera Ch. 3 - Long Division

"History clearly shows us that any new form of technology or social movement will ease towards control -taxes, transportation, property, fishing hunting.  The newest example of something being tamed before our eyes is the internet itself.  Everything falls under the heel of regulation sooner or later, Morgan.  But keep in mind, animals always fight back when you're trying to break them -some harder than others."

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>You were very busy today.  It was three o'clock  and you've lost count of how different people and ponies you've pleasured and have been pleasured by.  Melanie normally keeps count.  You ask her how many nuts have been busted and pies have been creamed.

>She tells you.  You whistle lowly for a few seconds.  Someone slapping Flank Number Seven breaks your train of whistle.

>"Ho damn!"  You stomp a hoof in approval.

>Ace pulls herself out of the mare she was eating out and said "They didn't slap that hard."

>"There was an art to it," you counter.  "A good butt-tap takes more than just force."  Your twist your head around and shout to the rear-end of the orgy.   "Whoever did that smack is skilled.  You practice alot, I can tell."

>A woman's voice shouts out "THANK YOU!"

>"You are SO very welcome.  You are ALL SO VERY WELCOME!"  

>More 'thank-yous' resound from around the room.  They're muffled under the thumpity-thump of all the shameless wub-step, but they're enthusiastic.  Everything about the Sex Throne is enthusiastic.

>Strobe-lights flashed constantly.  Incense and scented candles mingle and pose an outrageous fire hazard.  There are enough dildos mounted to the walls to form a very clever and erotic death trap if they decided to close in on you.  You had everything needed for creative and unrestrained pleasure: Bridles, swings, collars, whips, gags, masks,  nipples clamps, ball clamps, steamed clams,  imported oils, eroge games, pervertedly modded copies of Mario Party 3, suggestively shaped fruits and vegatables are all within the reach of arms and orifices.

>And this was only one room in your entire estate.  You could not have asked for a better temple to your lust.

>You're lying on your back.  Someone beautiful is licking your only belly button.  Hooves wrap and slide around their smooth, hot body.  You're tickling another stallion's balls with your silky feathers.  A well-toned woman who looks to be in her late thirties is teasing the edges of her labia with your horn.

>Every one of your lower portcullises have a tongue, finger, dick, or all three inside of them.  Your dick is a tall-standing prairie dog jerking and yipping at every little nudge, jerk, and gobble.

>Melanie is going to town by sharing eskimo and butterfly kisses with someone who looks very androgynous.  Pixie cut and thick glasses type.  Adorable, though.  You can feel the echoes of the tickling from her muzzle on the tip of your own.  The sexless thing whispers sweet nothings into Melanie's ear.

>Ace decided to throw a snow-balling contest.  She's winning.   By noon she had already devoured enough protein to fuel an olympic weight-lifting team.  She slicks back the spike in her hair with the copious amount of glistening jizz that's on her forehead.  She looks at the display of throbbing cocks (human and pony) around her with the same critical eye of a judge at a dog show.

>You laugh.  This already was the doggiest dog show in town.

>You clap your hooves and open your mouth.  A goggled man wrapped in tight leathers pours wine into it.  Mostly wine.

>"Your Goddess is pleased."

"We're not worthy of your praise."

>"Don't be so modest.  Your checks cleared, of course your worthy."

>You don't always charge of course.  The hours between four and six are free, but it was on a first-cum, first-serviced basis.  You liked sharing.

>Every one of your thighs was being licked.  An elderly asian man was praying to your vagina.  All of your nipples had a mouth attached to them.  You were a mother to these hungry, hungry souls.  They drank deeply, greedily, but you had enough to feed the whole world.

>You wave away the crowd from your own head and kiss Melanie and Ace on the cheek.  You were going to say they were the best things that ever happened to you, but sexual organs lit up like a switch-bard and all three of your started to orgasm.

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>Eight o'clock.  Shop has closed up by now.  Most of the staff have gone home.  You took a nice, relaxing hot bubble bath and only masturbated twice.  You wanted to take it easy this evening.  

>It was turning into a lovely evening of rest and recovery.

>Your sleeping quarters had an enormous bed, and mirrors on every wall.  The three of your were playing video games in front of a wicked-big king kong flatscreen tv.

>"Hold on, we have to...um..."

>"Shit, shit, he has the blue shell!"

>"Well -I- have a star, good luck."

>"STOP RUNNING INTO ME!"

>"WAIT, WAIT, WAAIAIAAHHAHAHAAa, I WIN!  I WIN!"  You gloat.

>Video games were a tricky thing with you.  With all three of you coordinating on a single controller you can play most games with effort.  RPGs were the easiest.  Racing and party games were simplest for multiplayer.  You almost miss the days of ganking scrubs on Dark Souls, but this was much more satisfying in its own way.

>"Can we play Twisted Metal instead?"

>"No, Ace.  I'm winning, why would I want to change games?"  

>Melanie knocks her controller aside and pouts.  "You're only winning because you're using Yoshi.  You always win with Yoshi.  I want to be Yoshi."

>"Nope.  Can't.  It's against the rules."  

>Ace brushes some hair out of her ears.  "I dunno, I think we should let her mix it up.  For fun."

>You shake your head.  "Hell nope.  I'm reigning Queen Yoshi.  Pick someone else."  You push your controller closer to you."

>Ace and Melanie look real sly.  Your radar picks up an incoming storm of mischief.

>"I think the Queen needs to be throned,"  Ace smiled.

>"I second that motion."  Melanie copies her smile.  Your hooves start to tremble.

>"Wait, what are you doing?"

>"Outvoted, sucker!"  Your hooves that were normally under your command begin to push the controller towards Melanie.

>"Oh, oh oh hell no!  HELL NO!  THIS IS A DECLARATION OF WAR!"  You grunt and strain as the controller keeps moving to the left.  Melanie and Ace smile like a pair of cats watching a mouse scrabble around in a box as you fidget against their combined wills.

>Ace laughs, "Yes it is, and YOU'RE LOSING!"

>"Nooooooo!" you yell.

>"Yaaaaayyy!" Melanie yells.  She snatches the controller and tosses you her own.

>"Hope you like Toad!"

>"I DONT'!"

>"Too baaaaaad!"

>You bang your head on the floor.

>"Augh, you two suck."

>They raise their necks and exchange a "this guy is dumb" look.

>"He's getting an attitude."

>"I think he needs some cheering up."

>Your ears perk up. "Huh?  No, no I don't need cheering up."  They were feeling uppity tonight.  "Just fine, I can rock with Toad."

>"No...you can rock with us for a little while..."  Ace dives into your neck and starts tickling you with her muzzle.

>"GWAR, FUCK NOT THERE!" Your pinned down like an antelope being gutted by a lion, and your laughing not at all like an antelope being gutted by a lion.

>"The Queen must be disposed!"  

>Melanie kicks you while you're down by nuzzling you behind the ear.  She starts laughing almost as loud as you.  "Yeah!  What she said!"

>"TRAITORS, BOTH OF YOUUAAHAHHHAAAA!"  Hooves not under your control hold your head still while they nip and tease.

>The Rainbow Road theme plays on the tv.

>Melanie keeps butterfly-kissing the top of your forehead.  Ace keeps nibbling on your ears.  They still smell like the fresh citrus and ocean breeze of the shampoo they respectively use.  A warm tongue runs over your muzzle.

>You bury your head into the carpet, perfectly aware of how useless this gesture was.  "Nope."  You bite your lip and shake your head.  Your bangs quiver.  "Nope.  Nopenopenopenope."

>"Beg for mercy and we might stop."

>"Nope."

>Your whole body squirms and twists as pleasure rushes down the main trunk of your branching spine and flows into your sisters.  They begin to moan and coo as they feel the backwash of their own teasing.

>They both slow and become more gradual, but their intent does not lessen.  Melanie buries herself in your black and blue hair, kissing your scalp and breathing deeply.  Ace rubs her cheek against your own.  Her hot breath rushes across your snout.

>You lift your head and turns towards Ace, kissing her full on the mouth.  Fuck, she is hot.  The two of you lazily explore with your tongues.  Melanie trails little pecks up your neck and the bottom of your chin.

>Melanie is hot too.  You look down and lick her between the eyes.  She squints and giggles.  She lays her head on the soft carpet.  You and Ace sift and trail into the smooth  grain of her red fur.  Melanie smiles dreamily looks up towards the pair of you, licking and mouthing with equal adoration.

>"Oh," she mutters.  "Oh, oh oh..."

>Melanie uses a hoof to point Ace in her direction and plants her lips on hers.  She just holds and you can feel the butterflies building up in your stomachs.  Oh god, how can they both be so adorable?  Melanie plants more quick kisses up her muzzle, over both of her eyes, and makes a mess of Ace's mane.

>Ace is grimacing and snickering for the entire time, loving every second of it.

>All three of you become overwhelmed by the fuzzies and warmth.  Your wings have wrapped around your body and formed a criss-crossing, feathery blanket.   You hug yourselves with your hooves.

>The world becomes pleasantly blurred and there is nothing but three heads and necks cuddling each other, breathing deep and taking in all the lovely warm scents of fur; looking into dreamy eyes that are colorful as drops of indian ink in water.

>"I love you."  "I love you."  "I love you."

>The words are slowly batted across the three of you like a ball of yarn between cats.

>Sleep isn't far off now.  All three of your heads are buried comfortably with each other.  Sweet breaths roll down your necks.

>"You two are the best thing that ever happened to me," you whisper.

>Ah, that felt good.

>"You're not so bad yourself," Ace muttered, largely interested in just going to sleep.

>"Mmmm-hmm hmm hmm," Melanie giggled.  "You're both so neat..."

>A warm comforting haze falls on the three of you...

>There's a knock on the door.  The three of you jerk in surprise.

>"Seriously?"

>"We told the staff not to bother us unless we rang."

>"Maybe it's something important...?"

>You groan and raise your head.  "YEAH?"

>Silence.  "Whatever."  You lay back down.

>Knock knock knock.

>"SERIOUSLY, WHAT?  YOUR QUEENS ARE TRYING TO SLEEP!"

>The door thumps loudly once.  Three heads pop into the air like someone stuck a tazer in your rear.  The door thumps again and the wood splinters.  What looks like long, black knives dig into the cracks and pull away at the door, ripping and shredding until it falls away from the frame entirely.

>The screaming begins.

>"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA"

>Something, some THING, walked into the room.  It had to duck low to get into the door frame.  Huge clawed feet grasped and shredded at the carpet and wood splinters.

>All three of you closed your eyes and kept screaming.

>"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA"

>You heard slithering and clacking sounds.  Low growls rumbled from the thing on the other side of the room.  You could've sworn the Predator was having wild sex with an alligator.  You wraped your hooves around yourself in a protective hug.

>"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA"

"You can SHUT UP NOW!"

>"AAAAAAAAAAAAA-   "

"Finally, thank-you.  Going to blow my ears out, Christ."

>The voice is feminine, but there's and underlying growl to it.  You summon up the balls to open your eyes.

>"Holy."

>"Goodness."

>"Shit."

>Whatever it was easily nine feet tall.  And it easily had the grandest pair of tits you've ever laid eyes on.  Correction: She had three tits.   She had a beautiful face, framed in fiery red curls and huge black horns.  Two pairs of arms -one human, and the other looking like it belonged to a demon.  Heavily muscled and heavily scaled.

>She sported two pairs of legs, the forward ones were draconic looking, much like her arms. Her rear pair was that of a horse.  Her body ended in a long tail, vicious and corded thoroughly with whip-like muscles.  Her body was bulky, but streamlined.  Covered in scales, stripes, and long tufts of course looking fur.

>The look on her face was that of complete disdain.  Her lips slithered between a fine line of sneering and smiling.  Sharp, cruel teeth were behind her dark, plump lips.

>You wondered what kind of loot she'd dropped if you killed her.  She snarled and looked your body up and down.

>Your mouth moved without your permission.  "Uh...hiii.  We're sort of closed for business right now, but we open up at ten..."

"Oh, no," she chuckled.  Her tail made a circular frame around her.  It ended in a stinger.  "The sort of business we have together can't wait."

>"Nobody told us about any kind of appointment.  We're very good about keeping appointments and we don't have any, do we?"

>"Nothing scheduled, and I check every day."  Melanie shook her head.

>"What the hell are you?"  You and Melanie looked at Ace.  "I'm trying to sleep here, you bitch!"

>You whisper to Ace.  "C'mon now, don't piss her off.  Just bide until security comes in and beats her ass stupid."

"What was that?"  The she-monster held a clawed hand up to her ear.  "Think your loyal followers are going to storm in and help a two-dollar town whore?"

>Your eye twitched.  "Ah, aha.  Two dollar whore?  Listen, uh, chick.  I'm worth more than all the two-dollar whores in  the world put together.  Every little prostitute you can gleam from Vegas to Vietnam can't measure up to a tenth of us!  The whore of Babylon is taking fucking notes from me!"  You stand on your hooves.  "I'm not just some town whore!  I'm the whore to end all whores!  I AM THE WORLD WHORE!"

>Melanie shuffled quietly on her side.  "Do you have to keep using the word 'whore?'"

>The monster crossed her arms.

>"Shh, I'm being assertive here.  Uh, where was I?  Oh yeah, I AM THE FLESHLY ABYSS AND EVER-EXPANDING TOWER!  I AM PLEASURE AND PAIN!  LUST INCARNATE!  Peace on Earth, and goodwill towards Man, Woman, Mare, and Stallion.  Dammit, what else?  -The tree that keeps on giving and, and, and...and where the hell are my loyal followers and security guards?"

"Distracted.  Or dead.  Or just not all that loyal."

>"Oh boy..."  The thing stalked closer.  Obsidian claws tore deep holes in the floor, and light glinted off the edges of her harsh scales.

"You.  You thought you could just lock yourself up in a brothel and peddle yourself to anyone who'd toss a dime at you."  

>She inched closer.  You backed away as the fear began to rise.  She raised two mismatching hands and reached towards you.

"The thing that is truly infuriating," she hissed "Is that you truly are beautiful."  You backed into a wall.

"Lust incarnate indeed..."

>Her human hand reached out.  Her fingers traced up form the joint in your necks and under your jaw.  Your brains were trying to think of some way out of this, but you were both equally fascinated and completely turned on by  this scary piece of evil hotness standing in front of you.

"Beautiful," she said, "but greedy.  And incredibly uncreative."  

>Her hand clasped around your neck.  Two more arms shot out and grabbed Melanie and ace.  Your wings and forehooves beat against her arms, but she wasn't going to give you any inches.  Ace grunted and swore, Melanie started to cry.  She roared.  The hair was blown out of your faces from the force and all of you shut up very quickly.

"I know your story.  You waltzed into their little facility one day"  The cruel claws of her fourth arm twirled your bangs.  "And did the most damn fool thing anyone ever thought of.  No plan, no intent, just hoping for the best."

>She lowered herself towards you like a snake.  

"And against all odds you weren't turned into a gibbering, mewling pile of bones and organs.  You were turned into an idol."

>Her sharp nose drifted over you.  Her nostrils flared.

"But not a goddess.  You don't have the ambition for it.  Look at you."

>You were thrown across the room with all the grace of a flying dachsund.  You crashed into your bed, breaking the frame and the curtains around it.  You dug out of the pile in a panic.

>The she-monster was still coiling around on the other side of the room.

"Divinity is not simply given!  And you are -not- a thing worthy of worship.  Not a stupid, glorified slut who got lucky and has zero brains to do anything worthwhile despite having three heads."

>You and your sisters exchanged very nervous glances.

>The two horns on her head began to glow.

>"Oh shit."  

>You were lifted bodily into the air and slammed into the wall, being pinned there.  Melanie was still freaking out.  Ace kicked and jerked what parts of your body she controlled.  You began to yell.

>"So what?  What the hell makes YOU so special?  The fact that you look like a Diablo reject?  I think someone's just jealous."

"Jealous?  Give me some credit."  She ran her arms down her body. "I have more curves."  She cupped her three tits.  "I don't look like I belong in a petting zoo.  I've got vision and purpose enough to overshadow anything you could EVER hope to achieve."  She spread her forelegs apart and ran a finger up and down a long slit that began to drip fluid.

"Besides."  

>The split spread apart.  An monstrous penis surged outwards with all the command of a submarine coming out of the ocean.

"Mine is bigger."

>She winked.

>Melanie stopped crying.

>Ace's mouth fell open.

>You became insanely jealous.

>"Damn."

>"Oh my."

>"Guys...I really want to suck that."

>"Ace, please."

>"No really, I want that.  I want all of that.  Holy...wow.  Wow."  Ace licked her lips.

>"What is this, Sadomasochist night?"

>"But the next one's not until Monday!" Melanie quipped.

"You won't be around on Monday."

>"That cock of yours will be around, definitely.  Be around on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday,"

>"Dammit Ace."

>"Thursday, Friday,"

"I don't think you understand the gravity of your position right now."

>"I understand that we're in the position for you to ram us senseless."

>"ACE I'M BEGGING YOU!"

>"Just let me have one lick lady, please!"

"YOU ARE  THE BIGGEST DISGRACE ON THE PLANET!

>"I mean, that thing has huge freaking spikes on it."

>She slammed her fist into the wall.  Drywall crumbled and shattered.

>"I'd go back in time and lose my virginity to that if I could," Ace said to herself.   You lowered your head and closed your eyes, wishing this was just a terrible nightmare.

>"Don't be like that dude, you know you would too."

>"A thousand times over, yes," you mutter.

>"Seriously lady, you should get that registered with the government as a concealed weapon."

>"I know, right?"

"They don't even DO that!"

>"I'm scared, guys."

>"Don't worry Melanie, it'll be okay."

"No.  It won't.  Understand that this will not be okay for ANY of you."  She walked closer.  "You are about to have your sanity fucked away.  Screwed down into your very nightmares."  Her hilariously scary penis throbbed and pulsed.  "My perfection will burn your souls and leave you nothing but worthless ashes that the wind won't even bother to blow away."

>Drool was dripping out of your mouth.  "Lady, that's the hottest thing anyone has ever said to me."

>She shook her hips.

"Glad you think so."

>You spread all of your legs open far and wide.  Your sexes were exposed to her.  Your tits jiggled and turned hard and pointed.

>"Well, do what you came here for, which is cumming, I guess.  What, does lava come out of that monster?  Do you have, like, a magma chamber for balls or something?"

"Something like that.  Won't kill you as quickly as lava though.  That doesn't mean this won't be fun for me."

>She stabs her arms into the wall around you, caging you with her, with only a cock that belonged on the front of a thrash metal album between the two of you.

>You linked hooves with Melanie and Ace, trying to comfort them.

>"Do I get any last words?"  She runs her human fingers up your chest, licking her lips.

"If you'd like..."

>"I'd just like to say, if I'm going to be sexed into oblivion, then at least it's going to be by a-FIRE ALL FORWARD MISSILES!"

>You clench alll your hooves, legs and wings together.  The pressure on your tits is immense.

>A flood of thick, heavy milk is loosed like a geyser.  The demon-thing is thrown back by the torrent of liquid.  She writhes on the ground, confused and pissed.  The magical field around you fails and you hit the ground, bumping your nogging.

>"Alright girls, LET'S FUCKING BOOK IT!"

>You all try to book it in different directions.  You fall to the floor.

>"DAMMIT, THIS WAY! RUN RUN RUN!"

>You haul ass out the ruined door and into the hallway.

>"Holy crap, did you see her on the ground like that?"

>"Yes, I saw.

>You hear a loud crashing sound and a roar that could bring down trees.

>"Shit she looked sexy with her tits covered in milk."

>"True but let's focus."

>You had to leave this house.  Leave this city.  Maybe the planet if necessary.

>"I think I saw her cunt.  Oohhhh...dude....dude..."

>"Focus, please.  Focus!"

>Melanie looked behind you.

>"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"

"RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUURRRRGGHHH!!!"

>The house was very loud tonight.

>You dove through rooms and crashed through walls.  You had a horn of your own.  You weren't very skilled with it, though.  You never went to goddamned magic school.

>You turned around and launched sparks of whatever you thought would slow her down, but your bursts of magic just pissed her off even more, sizzling off her hide more often.  You focused on dropping beams or obstructing her path.

>The beast disappeared by crashing into a side wall.  You skidded and turned a corner.  You entered into a large galley.  

>"Window!  Out the window!  Outside everyone! Run run run!"  Your hooves beat on the ground and picked up speed with the same force of a train. Your legs moved up and down in an unstoppable piston motion.

>The glass shattered as the towering thing crashed through on leathery wings tipped with black feathers and landed in front of you.  She bared her teeth and yelled.

"YOU.  ARE.  NOT. LEA-"

>You barreled her ass over with all the fucks of a tank hitting a deer.

>"TAKE THAT YOU CREEPY SUCCUBUS!"

>You cleared the broken glass and made it outside.

>"Up," Melanie cried. "I like flying, let's fly!  We haven't practiced much, but now's a great time to get good!"  Your plethora of wings flapped.  You technically shouldn't be aerodynamic, but technically you also shouldn't exist.

>The laws of physics gave you some leeway and you left the ground behind.

>The only thought was to go higher.  You had no actual idea of where to go, except Far Away From The Bad Thing.

>You looked down.  Downtown glowed strong and high off to the north.  You saw trees, streams, and rivers off to the east.

>You heard the sound of the Predator and an Alligator having sex behind you.

>You made the dumb decision of looking back, and purple fireworks lanced over your head.  

>"DIVE DIVE DIVE!"

>Your wings tilted and you fell to the ground, being chased by hot sparks all the way.

>She was gaining speed behind you, but you were agile enough to zig-zag around her bolts.  You did not want to be hit by one.  You were sure it would lead to a bad time.

>You dove upwards again.  The three of you seemed to agree on trying to lose her in the forests.  There were lots of places to hide in the trees at night.

>Just up and try for a fast dive in-

>Your wing was hit.

>And yes it felt like a very bad time.  Your control was shot.  You dove and trailed embers behind you as your beautiful feathers were burned to the arm of your wing.  You may have been able to stabilize yourself, but all three of you were too busy panicking.

>A big dark shadow swooped overhead -a blur of black ink in a purple night sky.  You closed your eyes and heard the sound of heavy tarps flapping.

>A strong hand wrapped tightly around your throat..  Your body jerked and twisted in middair like a dog being held up by a cruel master.  You were heavy and pained, dangling so precariously in the sky.

>You opened your eyes.  Ace was trying to bite the hand holding you.  Melanie had her head buried in your neck, sobbing.

>The thing laughed and snarled.  her arms and claws of her legs grabbed your limbs and spread them apart.

"Do you know the funny thing about gods and goddesses?"

>"Go fuck yourself with a flaming cactus."

>She grabbed your face.

"They're powerful until no one believes in them anymore."

>Her horns glowed with an evil glow.

"A goddess without followers can die.  Devils live forever, though."

>"Who," you spit,  "ARE you?"

>Her lips shimmered and she smiled with all of the world's bad intentions.  You saw the rows of teeth in her mouth -jagged and sharp like knives and broken glass.

>She kissed you.  Her jaw opened and closed.  A long, hot slimy tongue slipped down your throat.  Teeth tore at your lips and gums.

>You screamed, as did Melanie and Ace, because you share everything together.  But it was more than pain.  It was like she was dumping hot coals down your throat.  You shot your horn off in a wanton panic.  Sparks bounced and sprayed in the air, but to no effect.

>She pulled away and licked the blood from her lips.

"I'm Samantha."

>She let go.  You hear her cackling as you fall.

>Your body twists, and your wings flap in the air with painful futility.

>There's a rush of wind and an icy stab of water.

>It's dark, and cold, and you can't breathe.  Melanie was swallowing water.  You kick your hooves and what you can with your wings, but your limbs are feeling numb.  Your lungs are on fire.  Fuck, you're drowning.

>You will yourself to kick upwards.  You break the water line and gulp down air.

>"Shore!" Ace cries. "Closest to the left, urrgh, c'mon!"  Your body doesn't feel right, disregarding the water.  You paddle against the rushing waters.  As you approach the shore you can feel sharp rocks cutting into you.

>Your mouth is burning form the cuts given to you by the make-out session from hell, but you have to focus.

>Melanie is coughing up the water.  Ace is putting her all into helping you.

>You drag yourself to the shore and leave the icy waters.

>You heave on the ground and try to support yourself on your forehooves, but only two of them want to listen to you.  Something's not right.  You can't feel your back legs.  Your wings are dragging uselessly on the ground, and...and...

>A very important switch goes off.

>Melanie's head jerks up.

>"I can't feel you."

>You stammer.  The quiet flow between the three of you is gone.  "Me, me neither."

>"I can't feel you.  Ace, I can't feel you either.  Oh no.  No, no nonoo..." She starts to weep.

>"Son of a bitch, I can't...shit, shit."  Ace's body starts to droop.  You begin to sink down on your forelegs.  Your body starts to shut down.

>"The hell is happening?  THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE?"

>"She did something.  That Samantha bitch did something."

>There's a crash on the ground.  Samantha stands tall and proud before you.

>There's a buzz in your limbs.  You look at your hooves.  They begin to dribble and bubble like candlewax.  You shoot up with venom in your eyes.  "What did you do?  WHAT DID YOU DO?"

>She smiles.

"I undid what you have done to yourself."  She leans down and speaks with sympathy.  "I'm keeping the books balanced.  You clearly weren't cut to keep up with the real deal, so I'm just fixing a few mistakes."

>Your body continues to melt.  Ace and Melanie slough away from you.  Panic in their eyes is clear, as is the panic in your own.  You can't feel them.

>"Dammit, not them, Alright!  

>"Ace?  Ace?"

>"I'm here, Melanie, I'm here."

>"I love you, okay? I l-love both of you.  I'm sorry."

>"Don't say that Mel.  Don't say that shit.  Me too Mel, I love you too, guy.  Fuck.  Fuck you, Samantha.  Shit."

>You look between your sisters as they fall into goop.  Your fury lets you surge out of the pile.

>"Not them, dammit!  FINE!  I was whore, but they weren't, well, maybe Ace-whatever.  LEAVE THEM ALONE!  Kill me if you have too, but fix them!"

>She steps back and crosses her arms.

"Sorry.  They were cute too, I'm almost sad to see them go."

>You melt down into the goo.  You feel the make up of your cells fail and deteriorate.  It's not a good sensation.  Your tear ducts are still kicking for all they're worth.

>"No, please, not them.  Dammit.  Melanie?  Ace?  Please, don't fucking leave me."

>You try to will them back up, but you just sink further downwards.

>The world is going blurry.

>"Not like this..."

"Raul says hi, by the way."

>You see Samantha spread her wings.

"Fitting."

>She flies away.

>The world goes black and quiet.

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>There's a cry.  It's from you.  bones clutch at the ground.  Muscle and snake out from the puddle of genetic code and mass and weave around fingers.  Your eyes solidify and want to reject the world.  Your jaw reknits itself and you grind your teeth when your spine unmelts out of the pile.

>Two other things are crawling out of it.  Two ponies.  They mewl and shriek as organs slink out the mess and into their ribcages.  

>The process takes an unbearably long time, or maybe it just feels that way.  You crawl away form the puddle, wet, naked, and cold.  You cough out slime.  There's no snout in your lower vision.  Just a nose.

>You look around.  Off to the left a mare has curled around herself crying.  To the right another mare is shaking uncontrollably.

>"Melanie?"  You wheeze.  "Ace."

"G-guy?  Is that, is that you?"

>Ace looks up and there's only pain in her eyes.  There's also a lack of recognition.  You both look back at Melanie.  

>"You're alive.  You're alive, thank God," you crawl over to Melanie. "It's me.  It's okay, you're alive."  She recoils at the unfamiliar touch of your hands.

>Wait, you have hands.

>"Fuck me, I'm human again."  

>You pull Melanie toward you, she tries to keep away, but she's still too disoriented to do anything.  She starts to rattle.

"Who are you?  You sound like him, but you don't look lik-"

>She looks at Ace who pulled herself over to you.

"Why are you over there?  You're supposed to be-  Why am I...wh..what..."

>She buries her head in your chest.

"What happened to us?  I still can't feel you.  Why?  What's happening?"

>You rubbed her head.  Ace stumbled to your side.  You could feel her chest shake and her heart beat.

"Guy?  You're...not...you...and I'm not..."

>She put her head in your arm.  You wrapped it around her and pulled her close.

"But I'm still....here, right?...I wasn't there for a while, man...none of us were....and-an-an-"

>"Shh, it's gonna be okay.  We're here.  We're all here."

"Something is wrong, guy.  Something's wrong.  Wrongwrongwrong."

>You pulled them closer to you. They were wet and cold.  You were going to die out here if you didn't do something.

>"We have to go, we have to go now,"  You shakily stood to your two legs in a monumental act of will.  Samantha might come back.  "We can't stay here."

>You lifted your sisters.  Your spine worked one way while muscle memory kept shouting at it to work another.

>Step...step...dammit, walking on two legs is hard.

>You stumble into a tree. Melanie clutched to your chest.

>"Have to go.  We have to go..."

"C'mon, guy, you got this.  We got this."

>"I'm not losing you."  The world spun. You kept trying to move limbs that weren't there.   You wanted to throw up, but there was nothing in your stomach but transformative leftovers.

>You took a firm step forward.

>"We're all still here.  Still here."