>Detention again, though it was proving to be more of a boon.  Twilight had used the hypnotic dick trick on Ms. Chrysalis again yesterday, “recruiting” her for aid...  And Chrysalis explained to principle Celestia how you and Twilight would be “helping out” in different rooms for the duration of your punishment after school.
>You established an early warning system with your phones.  Chrysalis ran interference, as Celestia was usually too busy to know where you were. So, when she had to check, she ran through Chrysalis, and you got free warnings.
>You often had to stand behind something to hide the hard-on, which was difficult in it's own right.  But talking to Celestia and explaining how you were helping out, WITH that hard on, was the tough part.  The check-ins from her weren't too often, thank goodness.
>That meant you got a ticket to fuck, with a  much better chance of getting away with it, in just about every room in the school if you wanted.
>It wasn't exactly a positive, though.
>You were on call for at least two sperm suckers, Twilight and Trixie, and Twilight had to keep Ms. Chrysalis “placated” with you at least once a day.  The two girls weren't getting any better, either, and just had to up the “dosage” between the two of them to keep them brainy.
>Hopefully, the meeting with Sunset today would change that.  In the good way.
>There had been some requirements for the meeting, though, which had made the day particularly excruciating.
>Twilight had been just about to finish one of her sweet little suck-jobs on your pole the day before.  She'd slurrrrrp-popped off it, butterfly kissing your tip, and apologizing. “Sorry, but I gotta stop.  You gotta be pent up for the meeting with Sunset tomorrow.”
>As you had started to protest, she smiled, shook her tits, put you under the bimbo lust spell like she had with Chrysalis.  The order was “No cumming, only edging.  Stay pent up for Sunset Shimmer.”
>With a snap of her fingers she left you there, dripping with pre, saliva, and smeared lipstick.  You got to watch the bubble butted babe bend down for her clothes, get dressed, and leave you with nuts of the purest cobalt.
>What was worse? The order stuck, you couldn't even finish off while getting the lipstick off.
>The frustration between all of you the following day- yourself, Trixie, and Twilight, was palpable.  You'd all gotten used to a quick snog, hidden away somewhere.  You could also feel yourself losing long stretches of time to thoughts of TnA, and nothing else seemed to be able to snap you out of it besides a bimbo-affected girl trying to talk to you.  You were losing your mind, quite literally, without being able to find thoughts amid all the tits and pussy enveloping everything.  Tits bounce by in your mind.
>It was dangerous, really.  You were afraid to try and cross the road lest a particularly juicy fantasy pop in at the wrong time and stop you in your tracks.  Being a zombie for ass n' titties was a lot less fun than you thought it'd be.  Ass bounces in your head.
>Thankfully, Twilight had worn a skirt definitely not up to the dress code, and had been using it on you as a leash.  She'd shake her ass and lead the way safely.  You were being lead into the science lab, watching the cheeks squish and bounce beneath the swaying skirt, atop those long, high-heeled legs.  The halls had been empty for a while now, and even that little giggle she made could be heard.
>She hefted the backpack and entered, for you to both encounter Principle Celestia.  You swear you hear the sound of a sloppy blowjob in the back of your mind.
>She paused, talking with Sunset.  “Oh, I didn't know you were going to help with her project.”
>Sunset smiled at you past that long, firey red hair.  The bimbo-ism hadn't hit her, at least not severely...  And you weren't sure Celestia had ever been affected, considering her usual shape.  The thought of pounding her ass locks in.
>”Uh huh!” Twilight said.  “I brought the supplies you wanted, Sunset!” Twilight beamed.
>Wait, wasn't admitting that supposed to be bad or something?  A memory of Chrysalis milking your cock with her tits bounces on in.
>Celestia raised a brow. “What sort of supplies?”
>”Oh, just some things in storage.” Sunset defended sweetly.  “Gotta get those extra bunsen burners.”
>”Well, I trust you'll keep our classrooms free of explosive releases?” Celestia asked.
>Wait, did she just? No, she'd only said explosions.
>You were really starting to hate this. Whatever outlet Sunset had, you couldn't slam it soon enough.
>”Don't I always?” Sunset replied.
>Celestia gave her a friendly smile.  “Well, I trust you.  You'll report how they did to Ms. Chrysalis about their performance?”
>”Of course.”
>”And you two?” she asked, moving to leave... but pausing beside you. “You're still aware of why you're here, hm?”
>Twilight nodded quickly.  “Of course!  We'll be on our best behavior! No sloppy aftermath from us!”  Twilight realized what she'd said a moment later.  She ran with it.  You thought about the relief of a sloppy aftermath.
>Celestia simply raised a brow.  “Very well.  You're working off your remaining discipline time quite nicely.  I hope you're learning something about how we tolerate fighting here.”
>Twilight nodded again, and tapped you to do the same.  Thinking about how Celestia would probably look best in all white and without cloth, you nodded.
>With that, she was gone, and Sunset drew the blinds for the room.
>She gestured you over, tapping the back of a chair she'd place by the lab she'd set up.  Beakers, some measuring items, scale thingies, potion ma-bobbers...
>Great. You knew the names of those but couldn't remember them.  
>Before you knew it, Twilight's ass and a perky quip had you sitting down by the table.  You heard Sunset shuffle into a lab coat, walking around to your front.  Twilight opened up her backpack, gathering up the “supplies” she'd mentioned to you only once today.  Merely talking about it had put her in a giggle fit.
>Some plastic bottles with screw on tops, some dirty magazines, a tall bottle of pink-tinted lubricant, a small egg vibe.
>Twilight giggled at you.  She held up one of the magazines, showing off a busty business woman in hose and an open top.  Thoughts of Chrysalis came back instantly, those bouncing tits around your pole...
“Gah, can you please hurry up with... whatever it is you need to do? I'm gonna end up pounding Twilight so hard they'll have to dig her out of the bedrock!”
>”Oooh!  Promise?” Twilight replied.
>Sunset smirked momentarily, before a more serious look poured over her face.  The snap of latex gloves sounded off, and she strolled in front of you.  The labcoat was buttoned up nicely, and your imagination kept going off on the tangents it had been, like how she wasn't wearing anything beneath the white.
“Don't freaking tempt me Twilight, not right now...”
>”Alright, alright, calm down a little.” Sunset said.  “We're almost ready...  Where'd you get all that extra stuff anyway, Twilight?”
>”I made Chrysalis smuggle em in with the lube.”
>Sunset smiled again.  “You think we'll need the magazines with you around?” She chuckled.
>”I didn't even think of that!  This is gonna be more fun than I thought!”
>”She really isn't the old Twilight, is she?” Sunset asked you.
”I wouldn't know, I've only been helping her with this thing that's got a hold of us...”
>”Well, at least you had the good mind to look for help.  Or one of you did anyway.  From what she's told me, it really is some kind of magic and, well, not to brag buuuuuut...”
>”She almost took over the school and made a zombie army with it!”
>Sunset grumbled.  “Yeah, she sounds more like Pinkie Pie now.”  She put her hands on her hips and leaned down close to you.  Big, pretty blue eyes peered at you from differing angles.  “So, what are the symptoms exactly? Besides wanting to fuck like you're in heat, I mean.”
>”Well, we both got a lot bigger where it counts.  Um... Oh!” Twilight fetched out a notebook. “I just remembered, when I'm smart I write the stuff down.”
>Sunset leaned back up and started to leaf through it.  She furrowed her brow, a strand of red hair from her eyes.  “Interesting.  This is...  Uh... What is this part.”
>”Oh, that's a teddy drawing. Hi teddy!  And a heart, and a star and a giant chicken!  The giant chicken is named Anon.”
“Thanks for that, twinkle tits.”
>”Ooooh, I like that name!”
>Sunset rolled her eyes.  She leafed through more of it, scrunching up her nose at certain passages.  “These doodles keep coming in sequences...”
>”Yeah, if I don't get plowed the brains sort of taper off...”  She starts to leaf through one of the magazines for a moment,
>”Don't you think you can just masturbate?”
>”Oh that was the first thing I tried, and the second and third. It didn't work for me.  I kinda need a cock now.”
>”That's strange.  I got hit by the same sort of stuff, listed here but I just... Well, y'know...”
>You shift in place uncomfortably, aching and grumbling.
“Can we please hurry this along, I can barely think...”
>”Sorry, I'm just trying to understand so we don't have any... Uh, accidents? I guess we'll call them?  Anyway, the growth I had stopped well before anything like... well, that.” She pointed at Twilight's tits.
>”Well, that's cause you masturbated!  You only get bigger if your partners want you to get bigger, so, I guess you got as big as you wanted to be!”
>”That... makes no sense, and more sense than it should.”
>”We just found it out, so you probably haven't gotten to that page yet...  I mean, his cock got REALLY big and he never yanked off, it was all him getting sucked and fucked and stuff so-”
>Sunset waved for her to stop.  “Okay, so, it interacts with others and propagates...  Why though?” she trailed into a long hmm.  She perked a brow.  “Boobnosis?” She asked.
>”Oh yeah! I can shake my tits and make guys do what I want now.”
>”That's, kinda men in general Twilight.”
>”Why does everyone keeps saying that?”
>”... You've had this topic come up before?”
>”Yeah, it makes more sense when you include the cocknosis.”
>Sunset facepalmed.  “Alright, what is-”
>”He can do the same thing with his big ol' boner!” Twilight smiled.  “To girls, I mean.  Chrysalis has been under the effects for a couple days now!”
>”Really.” she looked at you momentarily.  “Is it safe to even be doing this? Won't it put me under?”
>”Actually, I never really thought about that.  I just get all dreamy when I look at it...”
>”And you?” She asked.
“Uh, yeah, I just kinda... zonk out when I look at em...”
>You'd been staring for a while, in fact.  She wore that low-cut shirt again...
>”And you usually just... Y'know.”
>”Yeah! It's not like we WANT to do anything else.”
>”Huh.  That's an ingenious method of self sustaining... Program the pleasure responses so you don't want to get rid of it.”
>”I think I wrote that down somewhere in the notebook...”
>”Alright. I think we're ready to get the first sample.”
“Fucking, FINALLY!”
>”We're just tryin' to help everyone big guy.” she chuckled.  She slapped the notebook down on the table, and put her hands to your shoulders.  She leaned forward and gave a sweet, narrow eyed smile. “How bout some boobnosis, huh?” she asked.
“What?”
>”Well, Twilight got you all pent up right?”
“Yeah. With a fuckin' HELL of a blowjob.  Why's she have to stop?”
>”Because we need a nice, big supply of the purest stuff your himbo-body could produce.  Speaking of which, it means we can't let you... Y'know, it out into Twilight, because apparently, when two of the magic afflicted people get together, there's a reaction.  And I do NOT wanna advance down the stupid path.  The lube could shift the chemical balance so... I gotta make you bust that nut without touching you.”
“... Oh COME ON!”
>Sunset smiled.  “Don't worry about it.  I'm actually pretty versed in hypnosis.”
“What? How?”
>”I tried to take over the school, remember? I had to start somewhere without magic. You'll be flying high if it's as easy as Twilight makes it out to be.”
>Twilight had started undoing her shirt.  Sunset tsk'd and wagged a finger at it. “Oh no, I should do it.  Don't know how things will react with you two.”  Defeated, Twilight shifted in place.
>Sunset leaned back, and when she put her hands to her labcoat buttons, her entire demeanor seemed to shift.  She got a wry smile as she started to unbutton, unfolding the labcoat.
>Goddamn but she was leggy.  From the waist down,  she looked like she'd been taken straight from the porno mag with that business lady.  Tall heels, and thigh high stockings so tight her thighs muffin topped gently over the edges near her skirt hem.
>Her bust wasn't modest, but it certainly wasn't Twilight's.  It wasn't hidden for long behind that sunset print t-shirt either.  Her gloved fingers hooked beneath it, pulling it up to crumple at her neck.  Tight cleavage flopped into plump, perky C-Cups as she undid her bra, flicking it toward Twilight.  “Grab that petri dish, Twilight. We're gonna need it.  Oh, and get some gloves on, and DON'T touch him.”
>Twilight whined.  “Fiiiine...”
>Sunset leaned Forward, putting her hands on your shoulders.  You'd been enraptured watching her, with her pale flesh and agile, smooth motions.  You could hear her earrings jingle, and she brushed some of that wild, curly hair from her face.  She smiled brightly, leaned in even closer, and whispered.
>”Don't worry.  I'll make sure getting your cock dominated will make you want it all over again.” she purred.
>Where the hell had that come from?  You swallow hard.
>She pulls back some more, still with her hands on your shoulders. One of the gloved hands comes up, and gestures down to the hanging globes...  She shimmies, sending them into a luscious swing.  They bounce off each other gently, sway to a stop.
>”You can pay attention to em big guy. They're here for you.  No touching.”
”Oh you bet I'm gonna-”
>”No.  Touching.  And it's “yes Ma'am,” we're still doing science after all.”
“Y-y-yes Ma'am.”
>She puckered up and blew a kiss, then stood straight up.  She locked the labcoat open, her tits big enough to keep each fold aside.  She crossed her arms loosely under her bust, tightening up her grip with her biceps.  The tits lifted and and squeezed together.
>”You like tits.”
“Yes Ma'am.”
>”That wasn't a question.” she smiled.  She shook the globes in place.  They wobbled atop her forearms.  “Now, I know you're aching, but just ignore that.  It's all about to be solved.” she said.  “Do you like nipples? The way the flesh shakes? Keep watching and tell me what you like about these tits right here.”
>Where to begin?
>She stepped aside she traded words with you.  As you rambled, you found yourself hearing her less and less.  The room grew darker, and lost color.  You could feel certain things, but they were muffled, and distant, like through water.  Except for those tits.
>Not long into the conversation, it was like a warm light was washing over you.  It was coming from those brilliant mounds, every time they shook and bounced.  She leaned forward and dangled them in front of your face for you, jiggling them for a wonderfully long time.
>You knew you could hear what she was saying, with that lovely, friendly, dominant tone she'd taken.  You just couldn't perceive it.  More and more, clarity was coming though, and you slowly realized you weren't thinking of anything else.
>Not pussy.  Not fucking Twilight until she forgot what thinking before speaking meant. Nothing but Sunset's bouncey, jiggly, beautiful boobies.
>The boobies you were going to cum your brains out too.
>Wait, what? Where did that come from-
>She did a little sway-dance, sending them swinging.  She did a little hop in place.  She said something, and all you recall is a severe pleasure.  Tingling warmth, like a limb falling asleep, rippled through your dick.  It stopped.
>Boing boing.  She said something else.  Your cock and nuts felt like they were vibrating of their own accord.  It stopped, and god did your balls feel more full.  Then, it stopped.
>She said another word.  Your cock was lathered with slippery hot lubricant, which felt like silk and water somehow combined.  Then, it too vanished.
>A phrase came.  Longer than the others.  Far superior to the others, a new pleasure came- pure, tight, hot pussy.  You were plunging in and out of it, it's perfect, velvety walls trying to wring you dry.  Hadn't she told Twilight to stay off your dick?  Hadn't she said something about reactions? You didn't even care, you utterly enveloped, and it was so wet. So hot.  So GOOD.  And it vanished, and you hadn't creamed.
>A sharp snap of her fingers sounded off, the sound echoing in your mind.  Those tits lost their radiance, the entire worlds color and light flooding back like it had melted back into place.
>Sunset was smiling her nice little smile, and let out a happy sigh. “Enjoy that?” she asked.
“y-yes ma'am...”
>you grunt.  You look down to find your cock, fat, standing tall and a painful, aching red.  Your clothes, which you certainly hadn't removed, were folded neatly by the chair.
>Twilight was crouched beside you, holding the petri dish below.  “you got REALLY pent up!” she squealed delightedly.
>Sunset smiled.  “She's not kidding.  Your pre so far is as much as an average guy's load.  I didn't think people could SQUIRT pre outside of porno's.”
“What? How long have I been out and what did I miss?”
>She grinned.  “Don't worry.” She leaned down from her place on your left, whispering.  “I would never let you miss the best part.” she snickered.  “You wanna... Cum?” she lingered before cutely finishing off her sentence.
>You felt a need so deep in your nuts it was nearly making your dick raw.  You looked down, Twilight at your right, holding the petri dish up to catch another dime-sized dollop of pre.  Your cock was towering there in the center, all it needed was a few good strokes... But you couldn't move.  You knew you wanted to, but... You couldn't make your body want to.
“Hell yes Ma'am!”
>”Language!” she giggled.  She pointed at her breasts again.  Boing boing.  Your eyes locked on.  “how do you feel when you look at my tits and I say...” she spoke the final words with deep authority. “Lube up?” She snapped her fingers.
>You twitched.  That silky sensation... the lube in the titty dream she'd just given you.  You could feel it sliding over you, dripping off... Your dick was suddenly covered in amazing, warm oil, ready to be plunged into a waiting pussy.
>Looking at it though, there was nothing on it.  Lube bottle was still closed.
>”Dry off.” she said. Snap.
>The sensation melted away.
“What the f-”
>”Tingle.” Snap.
>Like flipping a switch, that electric, pins and needles tingle attacked.  You tried to let out a moan, but found it caught in your throat.  Sunset didn't like noise in the lab, so...
>”Woooow! Is he really feeling all that?”
>”Does it look like he's not?” Sunset chuckled.
>It was like licking a battery.  It was all over your skin, and again, nothing had even touched it. You grit your teeth and clenched the sides of the chair.
>”Look at him writhe!” Twilight said.
>Sunset pointed, and the distracted Twilight caught another huge glob of leaking pre.  “I think that's enough for another sample.  Should I keep him tingling?”
>Twilght shook her head. “No way! You gotta do the other ones too!”
>Sunset smiled and nodded. “Okay, oooooone more pre sample.  Bottle that one up and lets go!”
>While Twilight tipped the petri dish into the vial, you noticed... you had apparently filled up at least 4.
>It wasn't long until Twilight was at your side again, happily holding up a fresh, clean petri dish.
>”Vibrate.” Snap.
>Bzz bzz.  You could practically FEEL the vibration on your cock.  You looked down to see a fat blob of goo spit out and splash into the container.  “You like it?” Sunset asked.
>You weren't in a mood to even say anything.  Your dick felt like it could shake apart at any second.  “Power off.” Snap.
>the cool kiss of the air returned, calming your cock once again.
“T-that one is my favorite.”
>Sunset shook her head.  “No it's not.  You told me which one was.” She leaned in, and whispered. “Pink Flower Power.” Snap.
>Pussy.  Sweet, succulent pussy.  Your dick was slamming home, over and over again, into the tightest, deepest, hottest little snatch you'd ever had.  You were trembling and helpless, eager to thrust but unable to move.
“D-don't stop this one... P-please...”
>”You can't cum to it.” she said. “I put a suggestion in there making it impossible.”
“What? Why would you- nng!”
>Another deep, hot thrust.
>”Because I needed to milk pre samples out.” she said simply.  “Need to keep your cock... Predictable.  Can't have it popping to pussy you're not even getting!”
>You were getting so close.  You weren't sure she was telling the truth until you were ready to blow.  The pussy faded away, leaving you high and dry... And dribbling into Twilight's petri dish.
>Sunset retained her control.  She let you wait a few minutes,  and the moment you started to droop a little, started the words again...
>On and off, combining one phrase with another.  It left you slack jawed and sweating, and she hadn't even laid a finger on you.
>The two had their way with you, swapping the sensations, for another few minutes... You reached the very edge at least a dozen times, Twilight catching every dollop that came.
>After a long, agonizing dip into tingling, lubed up vibration, it all stopped.  Panting, you begged Sunset for the mercy of the pent up release.
>”I think that's enough pre, Twilight.  Get it stored in the vial and get the last petri dish.”  As Twilight went to work, Sunset put her lips millimeters away from your ear.
>Barely above a whisper, she spoke.  “I didn't need the pre samples.” she said. “It was just too fun turning a monster like that cock into a cute, drooling pet.”  As Twilight started to finish up, Sunset gave a happy chuckle.  “I'm really going to enjoy making it pop.” she soothed.
>Twilight was in position.  You were starting to respond, when that phrase came again...
>”Lubed up, tingling, vibrating, pink flower power.” Snap.
>You thought for a moment, that you'd died and entered heaven.  The sensations crashed over you, the ethereal pussy bringing with it everything Sunset had programmed into you.  You fidgeted and squirmed in the chair.
>”Look at my tits and sit still.” Sunset said.  You looked square at them, and she started them bouncing once more.  “Go deep.” Snap.
>There was nothing to the world again. Her gorgeous, bouncing, radiant tits were all the color and light in the world.  Your cock was assailed from every angle by burning, velvety pleasure.
>”I'm going to count three strokes of that pussy.  On the final stroke, you're going to nut deep, DEEP in that hot snatch.  It's going to wring out every drop of your cum, because pink flowers have all the power over even the biggest cocks.”
“Y-y-yes ma'am!”
>One.
>So tight.  So hot.  So slippery.
>Two.
>Your balls were boiling hot.  That snug, juicy little pussy... You could see it in your mind's eye, devouring your wet, tingling pole over and over.  So pretty...
>Three.
Snap.
The sensation of the rest of your body came flooding back, not to mention the rest of the world.  Everything laser-focused onto your cock, as you could feel the fuse lit in your nuts...
>An enormous rope of seed fired from your tip, as the fake pussy snatched up every inch of you.  You could feel it around you, milk, milk, milking away greedily and without mercy.  You tried to scream, but it was no use- Sunset didn't like noise in her lab.
>The wad of cum cleared the petri dish completely.  Obviously more than Sunset expected, she yelped for Twilight to tip the petri dish to catch it... The second shot instead skipped off the surface, sending it even further to smack loudly on the tile floor.
>She scrambled for a huge beaker, upending it and gripping your cock at the base.  The violent smacks of semen hitting the glass pulled from Sunset's mouth an “Oh my god...” while she watched it fire off.
>Her gloved hand pumped at your lower half, fingers unable to fully wrap around you.  Her gentle grip guided you through the eruption, tugging out even more as sensation continued to ravage you.
>After an excruciating unloading, you slump back into the chair.  Everything fades but the feel of thin fingers on your cock, slowly, soothingly massaging it.  When you open your eyes again, Sunset is looking a the half full, cum-smeared beaker.
>”You... Could have warned me Twilight...”
>”Huh? That's his usual thing.”
>Sunset looked up at you, wide eyed for a moment... then back at the distant mess, and the one in the beaker. “H-how often can you show up for more testing?” she asked.
>You were too dazed to respond.
>”Darnit... I think I overdid it.” Sunset said.
>”No way!  He'll be back up on his feet in no time.  I think.  That was kind of a lot...”
>Sunset was gazing longingly at the beaker. “The scent is so rich and heady...” she shook her head. “Okay, we... Really REALLY need to get this sealed up, it's already affecting me.”
>The world got hazy again.  You heard things twisting, snapping tightly shut.  Magazines ruffled around, and the zipper of a backpack.  You dozed off for a moment, starting awake when you heard Sunset yelling to twilight a quick “Call you later! I gotta get it studied...”
>In the chair, still half naked, you sat up and shook your head.
>”Hey.”
“That was...”
>”Pretty good huh? we got all the stuff we needed, in one shot.” She states meekly.
“That's not really what I meant...” you smile.
> Her cheeks turn bright red, and she bites her lip.
“Really? Dominant Sunset is gone just like that?”
>”It was... Just really a phase.” she shrugs at you.  “But, I mean, if I can do it without being mean or... having people actually WANTING me to control, then...”
“I never really took you for that kind of person...”
>”Neither did I? I never really thought about it.”  An awkward pause is shared between you, before she looks up and smiles.  “Oh, I, ah, did put a little something in your head, though...”  She mumbles something under her breath.
“Huh?”
>She mumbles again.
“C'mon, tell me. Is it dangerous?”
>”What? Oh no no no, it... I just...” she slides some hair from her eyes.  “you'll... ah.  You know.” She made explosion noises. “Much harder from now on.  But, something special triggers it.”
“Why'd you do that? What is it?”
>”Well, I figured we'd need it for further testing, and... Figured you'd probably like that, so...” she waves her hands in front of herself. “Anyway anyway, we should get out of here.  And, you should get dressed before that.”
“You don't like seeing my lower half naked?”
>She rolled her eyes.  Then, she started rolling her shirt up.
“Wait, what are you-”
>Shake shake. Bounce.  “Sunset says, get dressed and go home.”
>Snap.
>You wake up in your bed, in darkness. You panic a moment, not fully knowing where you are.  You find everything in the usual spot though, thanks to feel memory... Things like your dresser, your lamp, your phone.
>Damn that bimbo magic. You felt you were having a nice close moment, then she just... Poof.
>Then you remember you probably wouldn't have even been in that situation if not FOR the bimbo magic.  And, you're not thinking about tits or pussy instead of things like being able to talk.
>You find the time isn't all that late, but... you should probably go back to sleep anyway.
>Huh.  Your phone had a message on it... And a low space warning?  You check your downloads and files, and locate the culprit.  A short movie clip?
>You lay back down in bed, and open it up.
>It's a snatch.  A wet, tight little one, too.  A pair of well manicured fingers pet it in slow circles.  Your head goes blank again.
>Snap.
>The screen is suddenly all that matters.
>”You want to jerk off.”
>Yeah.  Sunset's voice is right.  Even after that wicked orgasm, you could stand for another one.
>”You want to record the finish and send it to Sunset Shimmer for her to research.”
>That's another good idea, you think, idly watching the red-furred pussy being toyed with.
>”You will come ten times as hard, and know you'll come ten times as hard, when you are jerking off to help Sunset Shimmer.”
>Oh man, that cute cunt looked good enough to eat...  You could feel another wad already boiling in your nuts.  It was almost as bad as the one Twilight had blue-balled you into. There was nothing stopping you from getting it out this time though.
>"After you come and send the movie, you will forget all about this recording, the recording you made of jerking off, and that you sent the jerk-off to Sunset.  Now, when I snap my fingers, you're going to masturbate.  Pink flower power."
>Snap.