“Do you know what would cause them to change the barrier?” You ask at the three of you continue on the path out to Fluttershy's Cottage. If there was anyone who would think to bother you, they were more than intimidated by the presence of the Guard with you.
 
“There are a few reasons they could use to justify a change in the barrier like you described. None of which should have been put into use at this point.” Flare took on an explanatory tone. “One would be that they were absolutely sure that the spell or disease being contained wouldn't jump species AND that there would a serious chance of the continued containment having an adverse affect on not only the species within the barrier, but without it as well. It would be, in short, only put into play if they were preparing us for long term confinement.”
 
“And there is no need for them to believe that yet, right?” You respond as the possibility of being stuck in Ponyville long term drifted into your mind. “I mean, they don't know the progress Twilight's been making but they wouldn't be that hasty...”
 
“No... if they made that kind of alteration, it would suggest an uncharacteristic amount of... incompetence...” Flare seemed to hesitate when it came to criticizing command.
 
“...or malice.” You notice Flare turning to you with a shocked expression. “We don't have any direct proof but... we think that there might be Changeling involvement in all of this...”
 
“What makes you say that?” The Guard asked seriously and you tell her about the suspicious records at the Hospital. “I... cannot discount the possibility that the CO may have been compromised by a Changeling, but if he were, the sudden change from the standard protocol would've been noticed by his subordinates who would be required to report it in the event to Canterlot, just in case he had been compromised. Unless...”
 
“Unless, it's not just him...” You finish her thought, an unsettling feeling settled into your stomach at the thought.
 
It must have been a shared feeling, because an uncomfortable silence fell upon your group as you neared the edge of town. The hard road gave way to a dirt one as you started down the path leading to her more remote cottage. In the distance, you can see the barrier tinting the sky a strange hue. You still had a little ways to Fluttershy's Cottage to chat with your companions, unless you wished to head there in silence.
 
4 or 0 decides
 
>Walk in uneventful silence.
 
Unable to continue your previous line of conversation for fear of continuing to pull down the mood, you instead walk in uneventful, uncomfortable silence on the dirt road leading to Fluttershy's Cottage. The warm, inviting structure soon came into view and you feel your spirits begin to brighten just a little only to be dimmed by the sight of the barrier standing imposingly as a backdrop to it. It had a definite green hue to it up close and you find your eye drawn to it every time you glanced anywhere near it.
 
“Hello there...” Fluttershy's voice sounded sweet as a rabbit, albeit no the Legendary Angel Bunny, came hopping up to her. “Can I ask you a teeny tiny favor?”
 
You aren't sure, but you think you can see the rabbit give her an affirmative nod and Fluttershy gave it a sweet smile.
 
“Do you know where Zecora's Hut is?” She waited for the rabbit to give it's non-verbal response. “Can you take this note to her and bring back a response?”
 
Once again, you think you can see the rabbit nod to her before she tied the rolled up note to it's neck with a small ribbon. She gave it a gentle stroke on the head before it ran off toward the barrier and your eyes follow it as it approaches the barrier. Still half expecting it to bounce off the solid looking wall, you can't help be feel a little surprised when it effortlessly passed through it.
 
“You know, I should be admonishing you for blatantly bypassing the Quarantine like this.” Flare stated, but it didn't look like she was going to try and stop you from doing it again. “But the situation is what it is... why are you trying to get into contact with this Zecora person, anyway?”
 
“She's a rather famous potion maker around here... we were hoping she could provide us with one that would help detect a Changeling presence. Twilight does have a spell to do the same, but it's limited in it's usefulness right now...” You explain to the questioning Guardswoman. “If we did find a Changeling with it, that Changeling would know right away it was detected and if it escaped, it would be able to warn the rest of 'em. A problem if they control the border...”
 
After a moment of silence, Fluttershy managed to speak up and gain your attention.
 
“Um... it will take a little while for him to reach Zecora and come back.” Fluttershy quietly stated. “If you want... we could go inside and I could make us something to eat...”
 
“You can go ahead if you want...” Flare Watcher addressed you. “I want to observe the barrier for a little while longer... I want to see something.”
 
A growl from you stomach reminded you that you hadn't eaten since breakfast and it was time to fill it again... while another part of you wanted to see what Flare Watcher was looking for.
 
1 or 7 decides
 
>You are starving, for more delicious milk.
 
“I don't know much about barriers so I'd probably only get in the way if I tried to help you.” You reason partially to yourself. “If you need us, we'll be inside...”
 
“Um... I could make something for you and bring it out to you...” Fluttershy offered, to which Flare gave an appreciative nod. You give a wave of departure as you follow Fluttershy into the cottage and the distinct smell that only someone who played host to a large amount of animals could acquire. The animals weren't as numerous as you'd normally seen them, most likely heading out to the wilds after being cooped up for so long. She lead you into the kitchen and had you take a seat at one of the tables. “I hope you don't mind sandwiches... I haven't had the chance to shop since this started...”
 
“That's quite alright, Shy...” You smile at her, before you find a glass of milk set down in front of you. The scent of apples from it betrayed it as not the result of a dairy farm, but you picked it up and gulped down the viscous fluid without a second thought. When you set it back down on the table, it had already been half drained and a small giggle escaped from Fluttershy's lips.
 
“You seem to like Applejack's milk a lot, don't you?” Fluttershy didn't seem to mind the thought of where it had come from, despite the fact that both of you had seen Applejack producing it at the library. “We don't have a dairy farm in town, so Applejack agreed to share her milk with all of her friends. That way what cow milk we do have can go to other people...”
 
“Did we ever figure out why she was the only one to start... y'know, lactating?” You ask before you pick up the glass and drain the rest of the contents.
 
“Twilight has an idea... just based on her study on the Heat.” Fluttershy grabbed a fresh jug of Applejack's life nourishing fluid and refilled your glass. “Something about the persons desire... lots of people like playing with... y'know, but she is one of the few who fantasize about being milked...”
 
“And that was enough to change her?” You take another drink as you follow her shapely behind as she returned to the refrigerator and started pulling out a few containers that she brought to the counter.
 
“I guess... not even Twilight's sure... it didn't happen right away... I wonder what it would take.” Fluttershy stated as she brought out a loaf of bread. As she began to work, you swear you can see her sway her hips back and forth enticingly at you. After staring for a moment, you find your gaze caught by her own as she looked back at you with both a flush and a small smile.
 
It looks like a definite invitation... will you take it?
 
3 or 8 decides
 
>Since the Heat transforms people based on their desires, what is your fantasy, Fluttershy?
 
You finish the glass off as you stand from your place at the table and take the few steps necessary to place yourself behind Fluttershy. Wrapping your arms around her waist, you bury your face into the nook of her neck and take in a long whiff of her flower scented hair. She leaned her head back, allowing you to plant small kisses upon her neck.
 
“Since the Heat transforms people based on their desires...” You suck hard on her neck, drawing a moan from her throat. “What is your fantasy, Fluttershy?”
 
“... you won't think I'm weird, will you?” Fluttershy asked quietly, your own response was to continue nibbling at her neck. “I'd like it if... you took me... claimed me... filled me up with your seed until it won't stop dripping from both of my holes... and...”
 
“And...?” You ask teasingly, grinding yourself into her plentiful ass as one of your hands drifted under her sweat up to cup her plentiful bosom while the other rubbed the union of her legs through the fabric of her skirt.
 
“...and I want my belly to grow... grow with your children, as many as I can bear...” Fluttershy let out a long moan as you worked her chest loose from her bra and began roughly groping it. She had to steady herself against the counter as you continue to work her over. “I don't want you to stop filling me, even when my belly is already filled with your children and I want...”
 
“What do you want...?” You whisper into her ear, pulling up her sweater to expose her massive breasts. You grasp the exposed flesh eagerly as she writhed under you attention.
 
“...Applejack made me curious... I always looked forward to breastfeeding my children but...” Fluttershy grasped your hands and pushed them further into her chest with a sound of delight. “...but I never knew it could be pleasurable... not like that...”
 
“Mm... I've got an idea...” You release her only to turn her around and shift the makings of the sandwiches to the side so you can sit her on the counter. Reopening the refrigerator, you pull out the jug of Applejack's milk again and turn back to see Fluttershy nervously pull up her skirt, revealing her moistened panties. She kept looking away with a flushed face as you approached so the gasp of surprise she made when you dribbled a little of the milk over her tits was genuine. She looked down at you with a look of surprise as you begin to lick the milk from her breast.
 
“Oh... that does feel so good...” Fluttershy moaned as you dribbled a little more milk over her chest, making sure to get more than a little on her nipple. Leaning down, you eagerly lap it from her chest before suckling on her teat long after the traces of Applejack's milk had vanished. She had taken the hint, however, as she picked up the jug herself and slowly began gently tipping it to allow more of the thick fluid to cover her chest. Eagerly lapping it up, the moans sounded delightful as you continue to suckle from her long after the jug was used up. “Mm... I can't wait for this to happen for real...”
 
“Me either... but are you ready for the main course...?” You ask, stepping back to undo the fly of your pants and revealing your hard shaft. She gripped the hem of her skirt again, keeping her soaking panties in your view even as her thighs instinctively opened themselves further for you.
 
“Yes...” Fluttershy whispered before you stepped between her legs again and slid the wet fabric of her underwear to the side. Pressing the head against her virgin slit, you take a moment to savor the feeling before you pressed forward. The barrier broke like so much wet tissue paper under the pressure of your initial thrust and a gasp of not-quite-pain broke free of her lips. You pause for a moment, waiting for her to recover as she held you close before she whispered into your ear. “More...”
 
Taking it as the encouragement it was, you slowly begin thrusting in and out of her wet hole. Her moans grew in intensity as your own groans joined them as you enjoyed the sensation of her virginal tightness around your member. You couldn't resist for long before your instincts demanded that you begin pounding the woman beneath you even harder, but the almost-screams she gave out didn't give any indication of anything but pleasure. Her arms held you close as you relentlessly thrust faster and faster into the hot folds until you finally released your seed into her desperately wanting womb. She joined you on the peak of pleasure as her throat issued out a true scream of pleasure as her already tight tunnel clamped down even harder on your shaft and her nails threatened to tear through the cloth of your shirt.
 
As you slowly came down from your peak, you place a passionate kiss upon Fluttershy's lips that was matched with equal fervor before both of you required to break of it for breath. Slowly, you pull your member from her tight tunnel and step back to look at your handy work. From her freshly broken in womanhood, you can see a mix of white and red seeping out of her and just above, you can see her stroking her belly gently with a beautiful, hazy smile aimed at you.
 
What will you do next?
 
2 or 6 decides
 
Achievement: A Complete Set +100 Drag00n Points
 
>Investigate the scene like you set out to do.
 
You couldn't resist as you leaned over to plant another kiss upon Fluttershy's lips and she moaned into your mouth as your bodies came into contact once more. Spending a moment just enjoying one another, before you had to withdraw.
 
“Flare's waiting on us...” Fluttershy hesitatingly brought up after a moment.
 
“Heh... and we haven't even gotten around to making the sandwiches...” You point out as you help her off of the counter, her shapely bottom leaving a moist imprint upon it and a small puddle of your collective juices just beneath the area of your union. “Do you need a hand?”
 
“No, it's alright...” Fluttershy reassured you as she turned to begin clearing the counter. You stand there for a moment, before wrapping your arms around her waist again and planting another kiss on her lips. “Mm... Anon... if we keep doing this, we'll never get around to eating... not that I mind...”
 
“I'll see you when you're ready then...” You whisper into her ear, before delivering a gentle slap to her rump causing her to jump a little. With a chuckle, you give her an apologetic smile before you head back out to meet with Flare Watcher.
 
---
 
“Did you have fun?” Flare asked with a slight flush on her face as you approach her.
 
“You... heard?” Her affirmative nod caused you to gain a slightly embarrassed look on your face. Finally you had to clear your throat before you resumed speaking. “So... did you figure out anything out about the barrier?”
 
“I'm not the one to usually be assigned to barrier detail, but I can already tell a couple things are off.” The Guardwoman took on an explanatory tone. “I cannot disclose the protocol for patrolling a barrier such as this one, but I can tell you that I should have seen a patrol by now...”
 
“Could they be undermanned?”
 
“I doubt it... not only did they have a sizable unit assigned to the barrier when I left, they should have upped the amount of patrols they were running when they altered the barrier lest someone on the inside got a funny idea.” Flare paused before walking up to the barrier wall and deliberately punching it. The barrier gave no sign of giving in and she spent a moment pressing fruitlessly against it. “This is the second time I've tried that... and I haven't seen any Fast Response teams show up.”
 
“Fast Response team?”
 
“They are a team designated to respond to any unusual situation as quickly as possible... including any attempted breaches or attempts to compromise the barrier...” Flare looked worried as she glanced around the other side of the barrier. “They should have been here three times over already.”
 
You experimentally press your hand against the barrier, the solid wall of magic felt warm beneath your touch and you swear you can almost see yourself in it's green hue.
 
What do you do next?
 
3 or 8 decides
 
>Go inform Mayor Mare of what you've learned so far.
>Also, sex with the Mayor.
>We were in too much of a hurry last time, and that's not fair to her, she was so helpful.
>We should go back and make up for it.
 
“This is a lot of things that don't add up... or they add up but I don't like what they're adding up to...” You say as you trace your hand against the barrier. “We should give the Mayor and Twilight an update on the situation...”
 
“That sounds reasonable... Hey, isn't that the rabbit we sent out?” Flare turned to look at a rabbit dashing out from the underbrush and back through the barrier. It scrambled past the two of you and up to the returning Fluttershy's feet.
 
“Oh, you're back! I hope it wasn't too much trouble...” Fluttershy knelt down to pet the rabbit on the head before removing a rolled up piece of paper from it's makeshift collar. Reaching into the basket she'd brought out, she removed a fresh looking piece of lettuce and offered it to her little friend. “Alright, eat up... you earned it.”
 
“So... what did Zecora send?” You ask after Fluttershy returned to her feet. She unrolled the piece of paper and glanced over it.
 
“Most of it is for Twilight... but there is a recipe for some sort of True Sight potion...” Fluttershy responded.
 
“That... sounds helpful.” Flare Watched admitted as she glanced over Fluttershy's shoulder. “We should get this back to the Library.”
 
“Aren't you going to eat?” Fluttershy asked and you can't help but admit that her sandwiches looked delicious. Ultimately your hungry stomach made your decision for you and the three of you settle down for a quick bite to eat.
 
---
 
The three of you make your way back into town as the twilight began and was soon followed by night fall. As you reached the main road, you turned to speak to your companions.
 
“Alright... I've got to report in with Mayor Mare on my findings so far... can you ensure that Twilight gets Zecora's message?”
 
“Of course, we'll meet you back at the library.” Flare gave you a crisp nod.
 
“...please hurry. We'll all be waiting for you.” Fluttershy quietly added, before she started following the Guard to the library.
 
You bid your lover and escort farewell before you consider that path ahead of you. You were pretty sure that you could significantly cut down your travel time to Town Hall by taking the side paths, but they seemed darkly ominous under the moonlight. You could stay on the main road instead and just hurry...
 
What do you do? 5 or 0 decides
 
>Take the side roads like a ninja, hide in the darkness to avoid enemies.
 
Deciding that you were obviously a master ninja, you slip into the shadows of the side roads humming what you believe to be your own theme song. Slipping from shadow the shadow, you imagine that you must look incredibly cool despite a small voice in the back of your mind whispering that you weren't.
 
Regardless of how stealthy you were or thought you were, you soon exit back to the main road after having to circle around an area that had been sealed off. The imposing building of Town Hall loomed over you under the pale moon light As you approach the front entrance, you try to open it but the door refused to budge for you. You pause at the sealed entrance and consider what to do next.
 
4 or 8 decides
 
>kick that door down
 
Who would have thought that Town Hall would be so difficult to get into after nightfall? You raise your fist and pound on the door a few time, to no avail before you take a few steps back and try looking for a light in any of the buildings windows. The structure seemed to be almost completely dark, however, and in your frustration you rear back a deliver a solid kick to the door.
 
Immediately, you regret it as you feel the door being far more unyielding than your foot was. The force of your kick was almost enough to completely unbalance you and you have to take a moment to steady yourself. Still, there was no sign whatsoever of movement within the structure... it looks like Mayor Mare chose to sleep in her own home tonight, wherever that was...
 
What do? 2 or 8 decides
 
>don't go on the wild goose chase go back to twilight
 
Having no further desire to hurt yourself trying to break down the mysterious technology known as a door, you walk back to Twilight's Library under the heavy cloud of defeat. You don't particularly care about which path you take back but no one seems to bother you on the way, although you swear you can hear someone muttering at you.
 
As the library came back into view, you find yourself perking up slightly at the thought of the people inside. Pushing open the door, you find Flare and Twilight talking to each other at one of the tables while Pinkie was excitedly dancing around with a blushing Fluttershy. Applejack was dozing gently off on a pile of pillows while Octavia was calmly sipping a hot beverage nearby.
 
Who do you want to talk to?
 
3 or 9 decides
 
>Wake AJ
 
Deciding that you've had enough business for the moment, you leave Twilight and Flare to discuss what was going on with Zecora's letter and instead settled down near the dozing Applejack. You reach over, nearly ready to wake her when you pause to take in the sight of her. Her already substantial frame had grown to amazonian proportions and as you sit next to her it only highlighted this new growth. She had evidently dozed off after finishing a milking session, with her exceptional new cleavage left exposed to the warm air of the library and her hat tipped over her eyes. It was obvious that Rarity had been forced to go back and alter the cow outfit to fit her new proportions. The thin strip of cowprint fabric had been pushed above her generous tits and looked like they would've barely made them decent. The chaps had been entirely replaced and the thin strip of fabric that passed for her panties left little to the imagination.
 
You were about to try to bring yourself to wake her again when you notice a little droplet of milk still clinging to her teat. Leaning your head down, you licked the apple tasting milk from her nipple causing her to jump a little at the sensation coming from her breast.
 
“A...Anon...?” Applejack asked dreamily as she lifted up the brim of her hat to look at you. She smiled as you looked back at her and one of her powerful hands grasped the back of your head and pressed your mouth back to her teat. “Do ya like it, Anon?”
 
You can only nod as you begin suckling at her breast and after the first few dry pulls you are rewarded with your first squirt of flavorful milk. A low moan issued from her throat as you continue drinking deeply of her milk, her rough fingers gently stroking the back of your head. You were too engrossed in your suckling to protest when her arms wrapped around you and shifted you into her lap. Her rough hand slowly began massaging your member through the fabric of your pants before slowly undoing the button and lowering the zipper to pull out your hardening shaft. Her strong hand slowly began pumping your shaft as you moaned into her teat.
 
“Y'know...” Applejack turned to look at someone you couldn't immediately see. “Ya don't have to wait if ya don't wanna...”
 
Do you find out who the newcomer is or just continue suckling at Applejack's breast?
 
4 or 0 decides
 
>find out who it is then go back to suckling AJ
 
You pause the regular motions of sucking on Applejack's teat to glance over at the figures standing over you. Fluttershy was blushing heavily as she stared at the two of you, with Octavia by her side with just as noticeable of a flush. The animal caretaker smiled bashfully as she gripped the hem of her sweater and pulled it over her head, exposing her generous chest. She knelt down near you as she undid the clasp of her bra and set the garments to the side. You find your head sandwiched between Fluttershy's soft cleavage and Applejack's milk yielding breasts, you instinctively latch onto the nipple again. One of your hands wraps around Fluttershy and trailed down to begin groping her ass while it's mate did the same with Applejack's supremely large butt.
 
“Now... what're you waiting for...?” You hear the cowgirls rough voice again.
 
“I... I wouldn't want to intrude...” You can hear Octavia's voice, muffled by the soft prison surrounding your head.
 
“Intrude, nothing. Get in here!” You can hear the mirth in Applejack's voice as the rough hand that had been slowly pumping your shaft briefly vanish. You groan as they are replaced by a smaller, softer one that began gently pumping itself up and down your member. The instinctual sucking on the milk yielding teat was interrupted as you feel a warm, wet sensation run over the head of your cock. Slowly the warm wet feeling wrapped itself around the tip of your cock before descending down the length of your member. You moaned into Applejack's breast as the flavorful milk coated the inside of your mouth. You weren't sure how long it took you to reach your peak, but the feeling of heaven around you was something you never wanted to leave. A long groan escaped your lips as you poured your seed into the waiting mouth that eagerly swallowed the thick fluid. You feel your member become exposed to the cool air again as she withdrew and glancing up, you can see Octavia stand and begin to fiddle with the button of her dress pants.
 
Your belly sloshed with the large amount of milk you had imbibed and it must have shown on your face as Applejack hesitatingly pulled her nipple from your mouth. The sensation of Fluttershy's bust pressing against your head also vanished and you turned to see what she was doing. You could see her get down on all fours next to Octavia, pulling up the hem of her skirt to reveal her moistened panties. Next to her, Octavia had pulled down her pants and panties down to her knees, exposing her slick folds to you. Applejack shifted to permit you to get off of her lap before she crawled over to the other two with a positively cat like expression. She settled on the other side of the Cellist, before pulling down the almost thong as far as it would go to reveal her own wet tunnel. The collective scent of arousal from the three of them was overwhelming and you can feel your member return to attention. All that remained was taking your first pick...
 
Who do you want first?
 
2 or 9 decides
 
>Octavia
 
All three of them looked positively tantalizing, but Octavia had been without your attentions the longest of the three. The growth of her hips had been much more modest than her companions, but her rear was more than enough to draw your attention. Kneeling between her legs, you rub your member up and down her slit drawing a low moan from her lips. You line yourself up with her tight tunnel and slowly begin inserting yourself into the moaning musician. The feeling of her trembling with desire beneath you caused a thrill to rise up your spine. You issue a low groan of your own as you feel yourself fully engulfed by her hot pussy.
 
As you begin to set a steady tempo of thrust into the skilled Cellist, you catch a glimpse of Applejack giving you a naughty smile as you continued to slap your flesh against Octavia's. Once you are certain that you've seated yourself well enough within the musician to not worry about sliding out, you reach out to the women on either side of you. One hand slide beneath Fluttershy's panties to begin toying with her sensitive nether regions while the other wasted no time in thrusting two, then three fingers in and out of Applejack's exposed womanhood. The moaning solo quickly became a trio as you find yourself desperately spreading your attention out over the three women. Your efforts were rewarded as their moans escalated and your hips wildly thrust against Octavia's flesh.
 
“Having fun, 'tavi?” You hear a familiar voice from the door and glance up to see Vinyl shutting the door behind her. She slowly made her way over to Octavia's front and knelt in front of her to look into her eyes. “Man... I'll never get over how hot it is when you're like this...”
 
The DJ leaned down to plant a passionate kiss upon her compatriots lips, lingering there as she ran her fingers through the ebony locks. She only broke it when the need for air forced her to and spent a moment just staring into the Cellists eyes. She smiled at her before standing and circling around the foursome before pausing next to you.
 
“Take good care of her...” Her double meaning was obvious, before she pressed her lips against yours and briefly your tongues intertwine with each other. “...take care of us...”
 
Vinyl smiled at you before she sashayed away from you in the direction of Twilight's table, pulling something from her bag in the process. Octavia drew your attention back to her as she pressed back against you and you reward her as you begin pounding her into the blanket covered floor. Your fingers began thrusting faster and faster into the two women at her sides, drawing ever increasing moans from them. The tightness around your member was rapidly wearing down your endurance and as you feel her tighten even further around you as she gave out an escalating scream of ecstasy. It was more than enough to throw you over the edge and, with one final grunt, you release your seed into her channel. After a few moments of climax, she slumped forward onto the soft fabric and you withdraw from her tunnel to see your seed slowly dribble from her.
 
You still feel a stirring in your loins as you stare into the still needy eyes of Applejack and Fluttershy, both eagerly awaiting your attentions.
 
What do?
 
1 or 7 decides
 
>See how Twilight's doing with that info Zecora sent.
 
You can hear Twilight and Flare Sentry talking in the background and you turn to glance at the two of them sitting at the table. The questioning gaze caught their attention and Twilight briefly waves at you to get back at what you were doing. The movement of Flare's hand coming up to her mouth and it almost seemed like she was concealing a knowing smirk. Why she was concealing her mirth was made obvious as you feel a firm grip on your wrist and for a second, you think that Applejack had gotten impatient.
 
“You... are going... to FUCK ME!” Fluttershy growled, still on edge from the toying you'd just stopped giving her. With a surprisingly heavy heave, you find yourself pushed onto your back and onto the thankfully soft coverings placed on the floor. Before you could even think about your next mood, the animal caretaker had crawled upon you. Lifting up her skirt, she settles herself over your groin with the rehardening point of your shaft pointing directly at her secret place. Reaching down, she grasped your member and guided it past her shifted panties to her waiting hole before she allowed herself to sink down. She gave a long, needy moan escaped her lips as your member parted her folds for the second time that day. Her tightness hadn't lessened in anyway as her wet folds consumed your pole slowly until she settled upon your lap. With unintentional demureness, her long skirt hid the union of your flesh as she began rising and falling in a fast, desperate fashion as she began almost mindlessly rutting you. She seized your hands and brought them up under her sweater to hold them against her sizable chest. You didn't need any encouragement to begin roughly groping her generous flesh, forcing another pleased sound from her throat.  Her passion left her with an expression more appropriate on one of her animals rather than the shy woman that you'd grown accustomed to and you were hard pressed to return all her gyrations. You can feel her burning through her reserves with the sheer intensity that she was attacking you with. The feeling of her seizing up around you was like heaven and you abandon your hold of her tits to seize her hips. With a few, final thrusts you slam into her climaxing woman hood and bury your seed deeply into her depths as she gave out a loud scream of passion. Slowly her strength gave way and she swayed uncertainly into Pinkie's arms. The baker gave you a knowing, friendly smile as she helped her weakened friend off of your member to lay off to the side. Fluttershy had just enough in her to roll over and plant a soft kiss upon your lips before laying back and dozing off as Pinkie watched over her with a smile.
 
“Howdy...” Applejack appeared on your other side before planting her own tender kiss upon her lips. A strong hand gently stroked your chest before drifting down to your member that was barely clinging to half-mast. “Ah know yah just had two wild rides and y'all should be getting to business... but d'yah think ya have enough left in yah for one more ride? For me?”
 
If your ability to gauge your own reserves were accurate, you probably had enough left in you for one more ride with Applejack. Maybe.
 
What do?
3 or 7 decides
 
>Let Applejack spank your ass
 
Despite your best efforts, your soldier couldn't rise fully to attention. It had been taking a beating lately and you knew that it would need something extra to make it return to the field. You gaze up at Applejack's gently smiling face and wave her down gently. The flush that appeared on your face refused to dissipate as you whispered an odd request into Applejack's ear.
 
“Ah... it's not mah thing... but you've been pretty considerate about mah needs, so ah suppose it's only fair ah should do the same.” With that, Applejack stood up and hefted you up easily into her arms. Walking over to a chair, she put you over her lap and pulled down your pants to expose your buttocks. “Y'all been a right naughty boy, Anon! Someone needs a spankin'!”
 
Part of you wants to roll your eyes at the incredibly forced tone Applejack was taking, but you knew that this wasn't her preferred position. And yet you can't help but feel your cheeks burn as you notice almost every waking person have their gaze turned on you. Twilight was almost hiding behind a book as a blush crept up her face while Flare was diligently trying not to pay attention and failing. Vinyl had laid down to cuddle with Octavia and while the cellist had dozed off, the DJ was clearly smirking at you. Pinkie didn't seem to be too concerned about this sudden turn of events but you can feel her eyes creep to you every so often.
 
The first slap, if it could be called that, fell upon your right cheek with hardly any force at all. You gaze back at her and she grinned sheepishly before a much harder strike caused you to gasp aloud. It was followed by one and then another as the force of her blows began to betray the strength in her arms. You chock back a cry, but refuse to beg for mercy or quarter. After a few minutes of sustained strikes to your rear quarters, you are sure that your cheeks were a bright red... and that you haven't been this hard in a while. Applejack must have noticed it as she roughly grasped your member from between your legs and roughly grope it.
 
“You are a naughty, dirty boy ain'tcha?” Applejack hoisted you up and roughly tossed you onto the chair. The seat had been warmed by her large ass and did little to soothe your sore behind. Your hard member pointed skywards as Applejack leaned over you and whispered into your ear. “You're lucky... I'm a naughty, dirty girl...”
 
Without any further preamble, Applejack tried to slide the fabric of her panties down but was momentarily frustrated by her chaps. After a moment of fiddling with the fabric, she instead opted to pull them up and slide the fabric to the side before mounting you. Her weight pressed the sensitive flesh of your ass further into the chair but the tightness of her warm tunnel contrasted perfectly with it. A duet of groans echoed from your throats as the cowgirl began vigorously riding you without any regard for what you were getting out of it. The chair beneath you creaked with the motion of your fucking as the amazonian woman rode you like a wild stallion. Your face was harshly pressed into her cleavage as the distinct scent of her milk filled your nostrils. She rode you hard and fast as her powerful arms held you close and you were utterly helpless beneath her. The chair seemed dangerously unstable as the pace picked up and you futilely tried to return the powerful gyrations being forced upon you as both of you moved closer and closer to the edge. With a long, throaty scream, Applejack gushed around your hard member as the powerful muscles clamped down on your sore cock. You didn't stand a chance as you issued an almost roar as her walls milked the seed from your shaft. Yet as the two of you writhed in your passion, somehow the chair gave no sign of giving up the ghost aside from it's noisy joints.
 
“...this is normally Rarity's type of thing...” Applejack started after a brief rest. “Did ah do okay?”
 
“More than okay, Applejack...” You moan slightly.
 
“Good...” Applejack leaned to whisper in your ear. “Next time yah dominate me... yah gotta work me over twice as hard as I just did yah...”
 
“Gladly.” You smile back at her and you briefly join your lips together in a kiss. As Applejack reluctantly began to vacate your lap, you could feel the weariness begin to catch up with you and you briefly want to lay down to sleep. But part of you wants to learn what Twilight had learned from Zecora, too...
 
2 or 9 decides
 
>Find out what's going on with the info from Zecora, and general research on the Heat and the cure.
 
Struggling to your feet, you smile gratefully as Applejack provides an arm for you to steady yourself against. Initially, she tried to lead you to the makeshift bedding but you unsteadily point toward Twilight's table instead. She gave you a curious look but helped you over there regardless and took a seat beside you, neither of you really bothering to cover up.
 
“So... what did Zecora send you?” You ask after taking a moment to regain your composure.
 
“Pleasure before business, I see...” Flare Watcher dryly observed before taking a drink from a cup of coffee.
 
“A recipe for a potion of True Sight. It's not exactly optimized for use against Changelings but it'll work for our purposes and we are guaranteed to have the ingredients we need.” Twilight explained as she leafed through a herbalism booklet. “We should be able to brew two potions with what we have on hand and we can gain more raw materials in town.”
 
“How did your report to the Mayor go?” Flare asked after a moment.
 
“It didn't happen... she'd left Town Hall for the evening and I don't know where her actual residence is.”  You respond.
 
“You should have said something, Anon!” Twilight admonished, “I could have told you where she lived... although it may be too late now.”
 
Looking up at the window, the moon was continuing it's journey through the sky. If Mayor Mare had spent most of the day at the office, then she was likely already readying herself for sleep. Much like most of the people in the room, actually.
 
“Yeah... I'll have to see about reporting to her tomorrow.” You paused as a cup of coffee was levitated in front of you. Taking the offered hot beverage, the fluid found a new home in your belly. “Any luck with a cure?”
 
“Just one last stumbling block is in the way... we have what I believe is a booby trapped portion of the spell matrix.” Twilight pulled out a sheet of paper with several diagrams upon it. Glancing at you, you could barely make out a portion of it that had been highlighted. “I'm going to have to find a work around or a way to disarm it before I can finalize my counter-spell designs...”
 
You paused to digest this new tidbit before deciding what to do next, suppressing a yawn in the process.
 
5 or 8 decides
 
>Sleep in until mid-afternoon.
 
You bid the girls good night once after discussing a few more, inconsequential things and you find yourself a comfortable spot on the makeshift bed. The sensation of warm bodies moving closer to your own was the last thing you noticed before the darkness of sleep claimed you.
 
---
 
When you next awake, that warm sensation had vanished and the afternoon light shone upon your face from the window of the library. Yawning briefly, you glance around the room to find it mostly deserted due to the various occupants having things they needed to do during the day.
 
Twilight Sparkle was still present and she was nervously pacing in front of the sole remaining whiteboard, clearly on edge and concerned about something. What drew your attention next was the fact that Flare Watcher was nowhere to be seen. You first assume that she was standing guard at the door, but then you notice her armor neatly stacked in a corner and you knew she wouldn't go ANYWHERE without it.
 
What do?
 
2 or 6 decides
 
>Grab a bite to eat then get everyone together to start planning your next move
 
You rise from your prone position before yawning loudly and beginning to move toward the kitchen. Twilight stepped into your path with a concerned look on her face.
 
“Anon! Flare Watcher's Gone!” Twilight seemed to be on the verge of panic. “She's gone!”
 
“Calm down...What happened?”
 
“That... the fake Messenger showed up again this morning!” Twilight took a series of breaths to calm herself down. “We met with him, but we didn't tell him about how far we'd gotten with a cure... and after he left, Flare Watcher changed out of her armor and tailed him. I wanted to wake you, but Flare said it would be easier to tail him alone and you weren't waking up anyway.”
 
“When did they leave?” You feel an unsettling feeling in your stomach. “Did you see where they were going?”
 
“It was this morning, the messenger left almost as soon as he came after he dropped off some fake books.” Twilight paused to try to remember all the details. “The messenger left and it looked like he was heading for the eastern road out of town... Flare left after him and took one of the True Sight potions.”
 
You pause to consider this new information. If what Twilight was saying is true, then they've already been gone for a long time... it's not out of the question that Flare might be alright but the longer she was gone...
 
What do?
 
3 or 7 decides
 
>She's obviously hysterical from the Heat.
>We need to calm her down with sex.
 
You decide to check on Twilight to ensure that she isn't that isn't overreacting from being influenced by the Heat. Stepping closer to the librarian, you gently place a hand on her face and held open one of her eyes to examine it. She looked annoyed at the inspection but allowed it to happen. She didn't show any sign of the tell tale red eyes of heat as you glance into them before you trace the hand down comfortingly to her chin.
 
“It's not the Heat, Anon...” Twilight sounded more than a little annoyed.
 
Do you still wish to proceed?
 
4 or 0 decides
 
>The fake books could be an important clue or aome sort of trap… carefully investigate them first. Flare Watcher is military and can handle herself
 
“Relax, Twilight...” You reassure Twilight, still gently stroking her face. “Flare's a member of the Guard. A consummate professional and a fucking hammer in a fight. One fake ass messenger isn't going to be enough to make her break a sweat.”
 
“If you say so... she said she'd be back as soon as possible, though...” Twilight gave a sigh before slumping down into a seat at the table.
 
“Relax, she's probably just being cautious...” The response came evenly before you pick up one of the books on the table. “What about these books? What makes you think they are fake?”
 
“They are pretty good forgeries, but after I cross checked them against the books I already on hand they had multiple, intentional errors in the relevant sections we needed.” Twilight levitated another nearby book over to the table and flipped it open. Finding the relevant page, she allowed you to briefly read a section that contradicted the information in the false book in several small, subtle ways. You briefly wonder if she would've caught this without being suspicious of the messenger. “So far, I haven't seen anything too suspicious about them besides the altered contents...”
 
You spend some time with Twilight flipping through the books she'd marked as being fake, but your own lack of knowledge kept you from finding much that she hadn't deduced on her own.
 
What do?
 
5 or 9 decides
 
>Personally, I'd like to know more about the Heat. We don't have magic, and the Heat acts on magic, so how can we be infected?
 
“Hey, Twilight... did you find out why I'm not being infected by the Heat?” You ask after a moment, still unsure of how this all worked. Twilight paused her paging through the book she had been reading but didn't speak right away.
 
“You...” Twilight began uncertainly. “You have a special magical core... like no one elses. All Equestrian people have a magical core that is roughly the same in layout, with variances based on their own raw potential inherent to each person. How each person accesses their magical core varies depends on what kind of person they are. An Earth born will instinctively have a connection to the green earth and will always have an easier time cultivating crops and interacting with nature. A Pegasus uses their magic to enhance their flying abilities and interact with the water. And Mages are the most versatile of the three, able to manipulate their magic directly for any number of purposes.”
 
“And mine is... built differently from the average Equestrian?”
 
“Yes... this spell was built with an Equestrian magical core in mind and since yours isn't similar to ours, the points that the spell would us to attach itself to you don't exist on you.” Twilight took on an explanatory tone as she spoke. “But that doesn't stop the Heat from trying... and by observing it attempt to attach to your magical core, I was able to isolate the parts of the spell that were specific to infection and retention of the spell. From there I was able to begin segmenting and isolating the other key components of the weave.”
 
“Is separating them out difficult?”
 
“Normally, no... but normally, a spell wouldn't have nearly as many levels as the Heat does. Complexity adds difficulty and danger to the mix as parts of the spell may interact with each other to unknown ends.” Twilight continued, tapping her finger on a diagram. “Due to this, the single common thread that they all had was the layer attaching the spell matrix to the target... had I not had the chance to examine you, I wouldn't have made this much progress this quickly...”
 
Twilight paused in thought for a moment and you took a moment to collect your own. Did you have any specific questions about the Heat you'd like to ask?
 
1 or 8 decides
 
>If I do have a magical core…would it be possible for me to learn how to use it? If earth born mess with earth, and pegasi mess with water….what do I mess with?
 
“If I do have a magical core... would it be possible for me to learn how to use it?” You ask after a moment of thought. “If Earth born mess with earth, and pegasi mess with water... what do I mess with?”
 
Twilight stared at you for a moment and you could see the wheel turning in her head. She looked down into her book for a moment before speaking again.
 
“I don't know... historically, we've only known them to have these connections because they instinctively use them and then we could measure for the variances that ultimately seperate a Mage core from an Earth born or Pegasus core...” Twilight continued to look down into her book. “You don't express any instinctive magical properties... I'm not sure how you interact with our world on a magical basis... I'm sorry.”
 
What do?
 
4 or 0 decides
 
>Let's get out there and find Flare Watcher (and if necessary, kick some changeling ass)
>Also, put your pants back on.
 
You spend a while chatting with Twilight, but her nerves were becoming steadily more frail the longer it took for Flare Watcher to return. As you gaze up at the clock, you can feel a pit of worry begin to grow within your stomach too. Finally, you can't stand it anymore and you rise from your seat to fix your clothes.
 
“Alright... I'm going to check on Flare. I'm sure she's fine, but she IS taking a while...” You announce, and you can see the visible relief on Twilight's face.
 
“Here, take this with you... it's the True Sight potion that Zecora had me make.” Twilight offered you a vial filled with an odd liquid. “It will last only an hour, so be careful when you use it...”
 
“Alright... I'll be back soon, Twilight...” You lean down to kiss her gently before turning to leave.
 
---
 
The sun had already made significant progress toward the horizon as you step out onto the street. Following the road that Twilight had told you they had followed, you carefully attempt to follow in their footsteps, pausing only to question the locals about the Messenger and his stalker. Slowly you piece together their path until you find someone who had indicated that they had suddenly veered off into one of the parks of Ponyville instead of continuing on toward the gate. Staring down the indicated forlorn path, you can help but feel a little apprehensive...
 
What do?
 
6 or 9 decides
 
>Grab a hefty looking tree branch and continue on
 
You glance around the lightly wooded area and quickly find a strong looking branch that you pick up. Testing it's weight in your hands, you find it more than enough to knock the sense out of someone and you feel reassured as you continued into the park. Soon enough, you found your concern to be warranted as you stumble across the prone, insectoid form of a changeling. The body showed signs of several stab wounds and it was clear that it was a goner.
 
The sound of a struggle reached your ears and you disregard the corpse to head toward it. Stalking down the path, you come upon a clearing where you see more changeling bodies litter the ground. At the center of the clearing, you can see Flare Watcher dressed in what had once been a nice civilian outfit. But the fabric had been torn in several places and she held a sword threateningly toward her assailants. The figures surrounding her looked like members of the Equestrian Guard but the bodies on the grass betrayed who they really were.
 
“Easy, Flare... it's me, Rather Dashing...” The leader of the group tried to placate the defensive Guardwoman, but she wasn't having any of it.
 
“Bullshit! You are NOT the Lieutenant!” Flare cried, before turning to cut down an assailant that was trying to sneak up from behind her. As it hit the ground, a flash of green fire revealed the changelings true form. “It didn't work at the start and it isn't working now!”
 
“Have it your way...” The 'lieutenant' signaled the others and they slowly started to close in on her. Flare stood her ground, but it was obvious that she'd been worn down by their previous capture attempts. A flare of green magic lit up the clearing and you see Flare suddenly seize up. Her legs grew unsteady and you can see her free hand instinctively move to her breast. “I'll give you credit, you've lasted longer than any of your comrades... but this is inevitable. Just give in and we'll break you in gently to your new role in life...”
 
“Fuck. Off.” Flare growled, holding her blade in front of her. She had greatly reduced the number of assailants during her previous fights, but even with the handful of changelings left she had far too much to deal with on her own. She needed help.
 
What do?
2 or 7 decides
 
>Time to be a hero, anon. Let's kick ass!
 
“You fight like a wet kitten!” You cry as you brandish your make-shift club and charge into the fray. The group pause to glance at you stock still as you brain one of the false Guards with your club. The stillness doesn't stay as Flare turns to pierce another of her assailants with her blade, the metal armor revealing an chitinous shell as the changeling fell to the ground. Another false Guard charged you, but you dissuaded his attempt with a swing of your club. Finding yourself circling each other, you try to keep an eye on your surroundings as you wait for an opening. The changeling seemingly grew impatient as it threw itself at you. Side stepping swiftly, you reward it's impatience with a solid strike to the back of it's skull. The war cry of another kept you from congratulating yourself as you turn to face the threat, only to find it impaled from behind with cold, hard steel.
 
“This... this isn't over!” Both you and Flare turned to face the false Lieutenant as he sprouted insectoid wings and disappeared into the sky. Flare didn't have the energy to do much more than glare at him as he fled before she turned to you.
 
“...we need to get out of sight.” Flare finally said, her strong hand grasping your wrist and pulling you further into the brush. You weren't sure how far you traveled into the denser part of the small wooded area before she stopped and slumped against a tree. She trembled a little as she examined her green coated blade before wiping it off on her sleeve. “It's worse than we thought...”
 
“What happened?”
 
“I trailed that fake messenger past here... they've constructed a nest beneath some abandoned fields. I spent some time doing recon from afar, but they spotted me on the way out.” Flare explained, trembling a little at a memory. “I...I got a glimpse at what they were doing to the captured Guardsmen... soldiers I have trained with reduced to... that.”
 
Although she was visibly disturbed at the memory, you can't help but notice that she was subtly trying to resist the urge to touch herself and a distinct ring of crimson surrounded her eyes. You wonder if she was even aware of the action at the point...
 
What do?
 
4 or 8 decides
 
>Sprint full speed into the changeling nest, not stopping for anything, including Flare.
 
You had to see it... you don't know why, but that thought dominated your entire mind at that very instance. Flare looks at you confused as you stand and turn in the direction that she had indicated was the location of the nest. Taking a ready to go stance, you charge straight through the brush in the direction of the nest without regard for the distance or the sheer amount of foliage in your way. You aren't sure how long it actually took, but the burning feeling in your lungs was only matched by the stinging welts left on your exposed flesh from charging head first through the bush.
 
The changelings standing guard could only stare blankly at you as you hunch over gasping for breath. The sound of buzzing soon echoed through the field you found a swarm of changelings rise out of hidden holes in the ground and swiftly began encircling you as you slowly recovered.
 
“You know... if we knew you were going to do that, we could of worked something else out rather than sacrifice those drones...” Flare's voiced echoed through the field as the swarm parted to permit her to pass. As she approached you, green fire engulfed her form revealing an feminine looking changeling. She smiled at you and gestured you toward an opening in the ground. “The Queen extends to you an invitation...”
 
3 or 7 decides
 
>Shit, should have known this would be a trap…
>Refuse and run like hell.
 
Whelp, this certainly wasn't what you were expecting when you charged headfirst into enemy territory. On second though, you weren't sure what you were expecting or thinking when you decided on this course of action. It wasn't very well planned out and you instinctively step back away from the nest. And then another.
 
Spinning on your heel, you make a mad dash at the thinnest part of the swarm you can see with all the panic of a trapped animal. You manage to shove your way past the first couple of changelings before you find your face meeting the grass as your legs were grabbed by a diving changeling. As you manage to kick him off, another leaps atop you followed by a veritable dog pile of insect like bodies.
 
“Easy now, the Queen wants this one alive...” The female changeling stated as you find yourself slowly being encased in a layer of green goo. You struggle against it, but it was like trying to swim in molasses and you were lifted by a sturdy looking changeling like a bag of potatoes. She approached you and gripped your chin, before looking into your eyes. “Don't worry... this won't hurt if you cooperate...”
 
With that, you find yourself carried down into one of the hidden entryways into the tunnels of the new nest. At first, you only see checkpoints of changelings and small offshoot tunnels but as you go deeper, you start to see the figures of people bound in cocoons and set against the lightly glowing green walls. The vast majority seemed to be captured Guards and they seemed to almost writhe in ecstasy within the gooey confines of their prisons.
 
Eventually, the twisting tunnel opened into a large chamber and you can see a throne set in the center of the room. Sitting upon that throne, a slender woman stared evenly at you as you were brought before her. Long stringy, teal hair fell about her shoulders with a black crown sitting upon her head. A long, black dress covered her slender form with holes cut to give a tantalizing view of the flesh beneath. Intense, green eyes stared at you as you were forced to kneel in front of her by your escorts.
 
The Queen continued to examine you from afar and you swear you can feel the tingle of magic around you... but for now, you were left to your thoughts.
 
3 or 7 decides
 
>Queen of the Changelings I presume?
>This Heat thing has been getting me laid like crazy, thanks. How can I help?
>If your "evil plan" is to get everyone in town to have sex, count me in. I don't see why you had to force this on people in the first place. I think you should be charging good money for Heat.
 
“The Queen of the Changelings, I presume.” You try to give the appearance of confidence. “If your 'evil plan' was to get everyone in town to have sex, I don't see why you had to force this on people in the first place. You could be charging good money for this... I could even help!”
 
You can hear the changeling behind you growl, but it was interrupted by a throaty chuckle from the Queen as she rose from her throne. She descended until she was standing in front of you, smiling mirthfully at your form.
 
“Indeed, I am Chrysalis, Queen of the Changelings... but you're wrong. We did have to force this... it's this pesky thing like basic morality and the fact that we're monsters. It's all fun times until I start hatching soldiers...” Chrysalis gave another throaty smile before reaching down and grasping your chin. She stared into your eyes for a moment before speaking again. “You aren't one of them... and while there are similarities, you aren't one of us, either... so that begs the question, who and what are you?”
 
5 or 0 decides