"Hmmm..." Rarity idly examined her nails while Rainbow Dash kept an eye on the Guard stationed outside the cave.

"Well?" Rainbow Dash demanded, fingers braced over the ledge of the cave. "When do we make our move? I'm getting tired of this guy spying on us..."

"Patience, darling." Rarity assured her. "I have a feeling Fluttershy will need to...medicate soon."

"Medicate?" Fluttershy exclaimed fearfully. "What's that mean?"

Rarity laughed. It was a piercing, high sound worthy of a noblewoman who had no grasp of how commoners expected her to sound. "Calm down, darling...it just means Twilight will have to drink from you."

"Drink?" Fluttershy and Twilight both asked. "What does that mean?"

Fluttershy fell backwards against the cave wall as a gurgle erupted from her chest. "Oh my goodness..." she clutched at her chest, trying to force the bubbling back down into her body, but it wouldn't work.

"Rarity?" Twilight asked, raising an eyebrow at their ringleader. Fluttershy appeared to be in pain, and that didn't sit right with Twilight to see someone as sensitive as Fluttershy kneeling over. "What do we do?"

"Just go over and take a drink from her." Rarity answered, flicking her finger in Fluttershy's direction.

"Take a drink!?" Twilight exclaimed. She blushed and began fiddling with her fingers. "What-what does that mean?"

"I think you know." Rarity answered, tugging at her blouse. "You're just trying to avoid it."

At this accusation, Twilight blushed even more profusely. How could Rarity even suggest that Twilight might be avoiding something that could lessen Fluttershy's suffering? She was so innocent, it brought tears to the hearts of whoever was forced to witness poor, sweet, little Fluttershy in torment.

Fluttershy focused her gaze on Twilight. "Twilight...come...over here." Fluttershy started to pull down on her shirt.

Twilight was still reluctant, arching back and wincing away as Fluttershy undressed in front of her. "Oh gee, I still don't know, Fluttershy."

"Don't you love her?" Rarity asked, which Twilight found an odd question.

"I love all my friends." Twilight answered, crossing her arms.

"You went with Fluttershy into the cave, darling." Rarity reminded her.

"No thanks to you..." Twilight grumbled.

"Twilight." Fluttershy hissed, still clutching at her chest. "It hurts...come drink it. Come drink from me. Make it go away..."

Twilight didn't budge from her spot.

"Twilight..." Fluttershy hissed again, and Twilight got a feeling that it was going to be her last warning.

"Okay, okay..." Twilight got on her hands and knees and crawled over to Fluttershy. Fluttershy patted at her lap for Twilight to take roost there. Twilight did so, wrapping her arms around Fluttershy's back and looking at Fluttershy's chest, but she was still hesitating. Twilight looked at Rarity.

"Are you going to watch?"

"Yes." Rarity answered. "Just long enough to be sure you two are right for each other."

Twilight sighed and shook her head. She really didn't want, well, anypony watching her while she did something like this. She tried to think about the bright side; at least Rarity was being honest about it. Twilight took in a deep breath, closed her eyes and then swung her head forward, biting down on Fluttershy's gland, where the fluids within began to pour into her mouth and swish past her tongue.

"Oooh..." Fluttershy moaned, her eyelids fluttering. It was an incredible feeling. It was like Twilight wasn't just drinking from her, but of her. Pouring herself into Twilight's mouth in the purest possible form. "That's it, Twilight...drink...drink..." Drunk from the high of pleasure, Fluttershy started waxing poetic. "Drink deeply of me, and let me flow into you."

"Mmmmm! MMMHM!" Twilight moaned as well. The delicious drugged fluids were starting to take a hold of her, enrapturing her brain with the idea that she could keep drinking from Fluttershy whenever she was feeling down and needed a pick-me-up. Twilight began to get a silly, but all too true notion that she would never need to eat or drink normal food again, that she could replace every meal of the day with Fluttershy's product. Like an endless fountain of youths, the only limits being how much regular food Fluttershy would need to eat to be able to continue making her sweet drinks.

"Mmmm..." Twilight's eyelids started to flutter up and down, and her arms went limp and snailed down Fluttershy's back like a waterfall with a stopgap in it.

"Full already?" Fluttershy asked.

Twilight weakly shook her head as the rest of her body slid down and collapsing, her head landing on Fluttershy's chest. "No...not full...just overwhelmed."

"Oh..." Fluttershy said with a disappointed tone that from anyone else, would've been eyebrow raising.

Coming from Fluttershy, it was downright scary.

"That won't do, dear."

"W-what do you mean?" Twilight questioned.

Fluttershy took her hand and cupped softly around the back of Twilight's head, before jerking said head back into her chest and wrapping her arm around it, forcing Twilight to keep drinking.

Rarity, still watching but saying nothing, had conflicted feelings about Fluttershy's reactions. On one hoof, it meant she understood her role as the superior, and that Twilight would learn that she was only allowed to stop drinking when she was either full or Fluttershy was empty. On the other hoof, it was an uncannily reminiscent of how Rarity had been treating Rainbow Dash for those first few weeks...

"MMHHHM!" Twilight was so pleasured by the excessive treat she was being forced into that she started to scream into it. Fluttershy raised an eyebrow when suddenly Twilight starting bucking her hips up and down.

"Oh, dear..." Rarity whispered. "Fluttershy, it's getting too much for her! Let her stop."

"Mm!" Fluttershy squeaked a protesting whimper, still enjoying Twilight drinking off her.

"Fluttershy, she's going to faint!"

"Oh...my bad." Fluttershy lifted her arm off Twilight's neck, gently at first, then pushed Twilight's head away from her chest.

Twilight panted, her tongue lolling out from her mouth, leaking some drops of chest fluid. Her eyes were misted over like somepony had smeared a boxful of glaze doughnuts into them, and she was panting heavily. "Can I...go to bed...now, mama?"

Fluttershy giggled, though she wasn't sure if Twilight was actually calling her mama or was just delirious. "Of course, sweetheart."

Twilight sighed in relief, before falling over to the ground, her body stretched over on Fluttershy's lap.

"Aww..." Rarity cooed softly at the sight. Twilight looked so cute splayed out like that. Fluttershy lovingly stroked her fingers through Twilight's back and murmured. "Well, I suppose we can carry on without her for a while."

"Sweet dreams, my pet..."

Fluttershy brushed Twilight's hair for awhile, then turned towards Rarity. "What do we do now?"

"We deal with that Guard." Rarity answered. Fluttershy wasn't sure they could handle that. They were a gaggle of women with an overproduction problem and slime-related infections. The Guard was a highly trained officer.

"Ah...I can see you're doubtful, but I have a plan." Rarity poked her head towards the cave entrance. "Rainbow Dash? Would you draw back from the entrance, please?"

Rainbow Dash turned to glare, but she as asked.

Outside, the nervous Guard was twitching, spear held tightly in his hands. He was nervous about being one man against four women, despite his training and Shining's lessons about facing danger head on. The fact that Rainbow Dash had suddenly drew back into the cave concerned him.

Shining would be back soon, he reminded himself. Shining was disoriented, so the others had took him away to a safe spot where he could collect his thoughts without Rarity's group getting around the Guards and giving him a suggestion he would accept in his state.

Fluttershy started walking out the cave.

The jittery Guard's overactive nerves went into overdrive, and he started barking orders at her. "Don't move! Don't you dare move!"

"It's all right." Fluttershy told him, walking gently out of the cave and raising her hands over her head. "I'm-I'm surrendering. All right? I'm surrendering."

The Guard didn't look ready to accept this out of hand. He immediately start trying to pick on the flaws in this scenario, and he spotted a glaring one as Fluttershy got closer. "Why are you surrendering, but not the others?"

"Oh...I'm...much easier to scare than they are." Fluttershy uncertainly answered, and from her stutter, the Guard was fairly he was being sharper than she was expecting him to be.

The Guard raised his spear at her. "That's close enough, miss."

"Okay."

"Hands behind your back." The Guard ordered. Fluttershy followed obediently. The Guard pull some handcuffs out of his pocket and got ready to slap them on her. "You know, this is easier than I thought it would be..." The Guard reflected as he affixed the metal hoops onto Fluttershy's wrist.

"Then, please, allow me to amend that, good sir."

"Huh?" The Guard turned around and saw Rarity standing right next to him. His first instinct was to forget cuffing Fluttershy, grab hold of his spear, and fend Rarity off. The right thing to do, procedure-wise, but proper procedure never taught him how to deal with a suspect having an arm covered in delicious, semi-solid gooey tentacle and shoving it into his mouth, which what was Rarity had. Which was what Rarity did, quickly affixing her tentacle into his mouth. The poor Guard's eyes rolled upwards, and his grip on Fluttershy's handcuffs slackened.

"Uuuhhh..." The Guard groaned, the slick slime's pleasuring taste quashing any thoughts in his head before they formed.

"I have some instructions for you." Rarity cooed to him, taking her still-normal hand and seductively whisking it over his chin. "You're going to go back to your troop, fake some intangible wounds, and lead Shining on a goose chase through the forest. You're going to tell him we overpowered you and started running through the forest. Got it? Or do I need to explain again?"

The zombified Guard nodded his head to show he had it.

"Go along." Rarity instructed, taking the slime out of his mouth. The Guard took away the cuffs from Fluttershy and started running into the forest, clutching at his shoulder like his bones had been smashed in and limping.

Rarity watched him go, and turned around when she heard footsteps as Rainbow Dash carried out Twilight from the cave.

"W-what's going on?" Twilight questioned.

"We've sent Shining Armor on a wild goose chase." Rarity answered. "I intend to get into town and start sowing the seeds of my conquest. Perhaps we can visit Sweetie Belle along the way, as well..."

"Is-is that a good idea?" Twilight stammered, regaining enough strength to get off Rainbow Dash and stand on her own two feet. "The Guards will be swarming the entire town."

"True." Rarity admitted, turning her nose up in the air arrogantly. "But I mean to not let them see us. All it will take is just one or two infections, and some time, and then the town is ours. We'll split into groups. Twilight will come with me, and Fluttershy will go with Rainbow Dash." Rarity flicked her finger, and Twilight felt the slime in her stomach jerk forward, making her lurch and 'subtly' encouraging her to obey Rarity's command.

Rarity held Twilight's hand as they went began the dangerous, risky walk towards town where the Guards were swarming. They managed to avoid being seen as they walked out of the forest, though Twilight was incredibly jumpy, and Rarity had to cover her mouth more than once to keep her squeals from attracting any undue attention.

Once they got out the edge of the forest, Rarity saw that the main entrance to town was stationed by two Guards, attending sentry duty.

"Now what!?" Twilight shrieked at Rarity, the two of them stacked on top of each other behind a tree. Rarity put her hand on Twilight's head to shut her up before the Guards heard them.

"We go around." Rarity calmly told her. Striding her long legs, Rarity led Twilight around the ring of the forest and towards a portion of town that wasn't currently stationed by Guardsmen. At the main gateway from Ponyville to the Everfree Forest, the Guards were standing watch, but at a more unconventional entrance, say, between two buildings on the western side of the town, the Guards wouldn't be watching them at all.

So they had an easy time circling around and slipping in between two little houses for families, one yellow, the other a dark blue. The alley they formed together Rarity and Twilight clung to the walls off and slid further towards the town. Rarity the Guards' armor rattling and held her hand out to stop Twilight's movement until the patrol had passed them by. Then, they slipped out out from the alley and Rarity began assessing movement. The movements the Guards would be taking, the movements they would be taking. Rarity noticed a white wooden house not too far away and was inexplicably drawn to it.

"Towards there, darling." Rarity instructed Twilight. "Inside there is where the spreading will begin."

"Spreading?" Twilight knew what Rarity spoke of, but she wanted to act as though she didn't.

"Come on. Make sure the Guards don't see you." Rarity beckoned Twilight to follow, and then made her way over to the house, taking her due care in making sure the Guards didn't notice her walking around in broad daylight. Twilight was not nearly as skillful or talented as Rarity was in avoiding drawing attention to herself, but she fumbled and bumbled her way to the house without being spotted. Beginner's luck, Rarity thought to herself.

"What are we doing?" Twilight questioned.

"I know who lives here." Rarity answered, sliding along the walls of the house. "I dated him once upon a time. I believe he's married now...and..." Rarity ducked under the window, then raised her head over and peered inside. "Yes he is! Excellent! They already have a partner, so this will be easy..."

Twilight watched with concern as the slime tendril manifested around Rarity's arm, and Rarity raised it to the windowsill and and began squishing it under.

"Look at them." Rarity muttered. "They're so tired...a little slime-fueled session will perk them right up."

Twilight grabbed the windowsill for support, and looked through the window at the happy couple inside.

The room was beige on the floor and peach on the wall. It was quite plain, bare of any decoration. No posters, no paints. Not even a wallpaper. There was a bed pressed up against a wall, where a man and a woman were sleeping. The dark blue blanket was askew and off center, exposing their bodies. Judging from the lack of rhyme and reason as to why part of their chests and ribs were exposed, but they legs were covered in two different pants, Twilight presumed they must have been extremely stressed, so they didn't have time to fidget with things like making sure they went to bed wearing matching socks.

Twilight then focused her attention back to Rarity's squishy extension of goo. The slime tentacle turned its very tip into liquid and oozed in under the window, dripping from the inside part of the sill onto the unknowing couple's flooring. The goo oozed like blood leaking off the rafters of a corpse that had been shot and left to rot on the top of a building. Twilight tried to hide her disgust, but Rarity caught on anyways and told her not to mind.

The disgusting fluids swirled on the floor, and began to conglomerate into one puddle. Rarity drew her tentacle back, snapping it away from the liquid like old tree branches being shattered under heavy pressure.

Outside, Rarity's tentacle began drawing back into her arm. Inside, the puddle continued to contract, adhering to itself as it shifted into a more solid form. It rose up and formed a slug form with a bubble shaped back, turning into a dark, dark purple as it did. Twilight expressed amazement at the variety of the goo's abilities.

"It change from liquid to solid, it can change color, force pony-people into drinking from each others' chest...what can't do this slime do?"

Rarity's unamused, lowering eyelids told Twilight all she needed to know of the answer to that question.

The slime bubble-slug snailed its way towards the bed, and Twilight wanted to protest, knowing the slime was about to do to the unformulated couple what it had done to Twilight and Fluttershy, but something kept her from voicing her disagreement. Twilight's eye twitched in denial as she devised a theory explaining why she couldn't speak. Twilight turned to Rarity, smiling knowingly.

"Agh!" Twilight yelped and put her hands on her head. She winced and leered at Rarity. Somehow, Rarity was using the mental link the slime had implanted into them all to keep Twilight from protesting. Twilight wasn't sure how, just that Rarity was. Rarity chuckled at her pain.

Inside, the slime got to the bed and began crawling up the corner post of it. Twilight found that the way it didn't leave any slime trail or marks of any sort as an extra reminder of just how unnatural and creepy the living aphrodisiac drug was.

It curled up on the post, and then got onto the bed, weaving its under the covers and sheets to avoid disturbing the sleeping couple just yet. It made its way, slithering from one end of the bed to the other, before reaching and touching the woman's neck. The woman woke up at its chill touch, but that didn't mean she was aware of what was about to happen. She groggily muttered something about needing to get some task at her job done, before the slime crawled further up on her neck.

Twilight put her hands on the window, her sympathies going out to the woman, but her voice practically rendered mute by Rarity's dominating control.

The woman realized something was wrong and opened her eyes, which doubled in size when she saw the slime on her neck. She attempted to reach towards her husband and call his name, but the slime was already in position and struck, shoving and forcing itself inside her mouth. She protested, in vain, as Twilight knew from experience. Her husband heard the commotion and woke up, and he was alarm to see a little purple parasite made of slime shoving its way into his wife's mouth. He bolted upright and grabbed a pillow, and began beating his wife's face with it, meaning to pound the slime to death, but despite using his every ounce of strength, his efforts were for naught. The slime slipped in, uninterrupted, and quickly caused his wife to swallow hard. The woman closed her eyes and rolled her head from side to side a little, moaning and groaning. Her husband assured her he was going to get a doctor and sprinted off the bed towards the door, but then his wife said that wouldn't be necessary.

He stopped, his hand still on the doorknob, and gave her a confused look. It hurt Twilight to know what was happening, and the ill fate about to befall him, but still she couldn't speak. Even if she could, what would she say? What would she do? Burst into the window and explain she's part of a circlet of slime-infected women and wants to help them disinfect the wife? She couldn't even figure out how to disinfect herself!

The wife patted the empty space on the bed, gesturing for her husband to come back and express his affection for her in a passionate, private way. Her husband, of course, was incredulous she could think about that when she had just swallowed some sort of parasite from who-knows-where, not knowing she was thinking because of said parasite. He mumbled a reassurance about getting a doctor, but his wife leapt off the bed and tackled him to the ground. He tried to fight her off, struggling to push her away so he could go get help, but she lowered in and kissed him, letting the slime ooze into his mouth and wipe his mind of any thoughts beyond serving her.

Twilight sniffed, as helpless to watch as his mind washed under the influence as she was to fight it.

Rarity resolved to spare Twilight from watching before things got really steamy. "Come on, darling." Rarity patted her slave on the back. "We're done here."

Twilight looked towards Rarity, eyes turning thin. "How could you?"

"What?"

"How could you do something like that!? They were innocent people!"

"Oh, pish-posh." Rarity disregarded Twilight's complaints. "Didn't you see their clothes? They needed a little stress relief. Besides, they're just a stepping stone. They will start spreading the infection through the town; a double agent, if you will. In no time at all, everypony around will be under my control."

"That's horrible." Twilight muttered.

"Why yes, yes it is." Rarity agreed positively. She crossed her arms under her chest and stared Twilight down. "What exactly are you going to do to stop me, hmm?"

Twilight fiddled with her fingers. She didn't know the answer to that question any more than Rarity did. Or so she thought. Rarity, in reality, knew what the answer was quite well.

Rarity tilted her head, and sounds of sloshing liquids bouncing off the walls of her skull began echoing Twilight's ears, as well as plethora of other erotic, squishy sounds involving liquid substances that made Twilight feel so needy.

"You see what I have to deal with in my head, Twilight Sparkle?" Rarity questioned. "Imagine that, going through your head, every second of every minute of every day. I've started having to deal with it. And in, ooh, how long did it take for my infection to evolve to this point...in four weeks, you'll have to deal with on your own, and WHO KNOWS what I will be dealing with my infection reaches eight! Now, I''ll repeat the question...what are you going to do to stop me?"

Twilight shivered where she stood, hands on her ears in the pitiful hope it would make all the seductive squishing in her head shut up and go away. It didn't work, needless to say. Twilight looked at Rarity with quivering, pleading eyes, asking "Let me go from your hold, temptress witch!", then fell forward, planting her face into Rarity's bosom. She nuzzled her against the organic pillow, then looked up at Rarity's face.

"Absolutely nothing, Imperatrix."

"That's what I like to hear!" Rarity expressed her approval and patted Twilight on the back. "Come on, then, darling. I should like to visit Sweetie Belle..."

Twilight removed her head from Rarity's chest, and Rarity was polite enough to make the psychic echos of squishing stop for now.

Rarity and Twilight walked away from the house and out into the street. Rarity was confident in her ability to elude the Guard at this point, while Twilight's head was low, thinking about that poor man and his wife who they had just been made into machines of depravity. The idea Rarity was going to do that to everyone terrified her. Twilight dimly looked up to see if there was anything interesting in town that might distract her from her predicament, and she couldn't have had better timing.

Applejack was walking down the street. Twilight knew Rarity would be so upset if she let Applejack see them walking together.

"Rarity!" Twilight grabbed Rarity's shoulders and pulled her back into the shade of the house.

"Wha- Twilight! What is the meaning of-"

"Look!"

Twilight pointed at the street, where Applejack was walking along with a grocery bag hanging off her arm.

"Oh!" Rarity saw. "Goodness! Thank you, Twilight."

Twilight deduced that Applejack must have been needing some plants that didn't or wouldn't grow on Sweet Apple Acres farmland, as it was extremely rare for Applejack to go out and purchase anything she couldn't simply supply for herself with a little farming and tender loving care.

"What do we do?" Rarity whispered. For once, Twilight got to decide their next scheme. Twilight's mind snapped right to work and materialized a solution that would, in a perfect world, lead to Applejack with some assistance, capturing Rarity and herself so Shining Armor could arrest them, and study them until a cure for the slime could be created. Twilight knew Rarity was anxious to check on her little sister, so that provided an opening.

"You go on to the Boutique and see Sweetie Belle." Twilight whispered to Rarity. "Shining hasn't come back to town yet, so she doesn't know about Fluttershy and I. I'll go talk to her so you make your escape. I'll come by later."

"Oh!" Rarity grabbed Twilight's head and gave her a smooch on the cheek. "Thank you, darling! This means so much to me!"

Rarity got up and ran away, looking like a nymph for it, the way her skirt billowed in the wind. Twilight chuckled at the success of her ploy. Now, all she had to do was talk to Applejack and plant a suggestion in the farmhand's mind so Twilight could get to her goal.

What is my goal, though? Twilight thought to herself as she stepped out of the shadows and approached her dear friend.

"Twilight!" Applejack exclaimed in surprise at Twilight's appearance. She was so surprised she dropped her grocery bags onto the ground, freeing her arms to pull Twilight in a painfully tight hug. "Where ya been? No pony knows what happened to y'all since you and Fluttershy disappeared from the medic's last night!" Applejack pulled back and looked around for signs of Fluttershy. "Where is Fluttershy?"

The answer "She's with Rainbow Dash" was something Twilight just barely caught in her throat in time to prevent herself from answering with that. It was only a few days ago that an answer like that was causal and wasn't a cause for alarm. "She's...fine."

"All right, but where is she, though?" Applejack questioned, nodding her head to show she accepted Twilight's answer, but still wanted confirmation of Fluttershy's whereabouts.

"Um...well, she was in the Everfree Forest." Twilight answered honestly.

"What business did y'all have in the Everfree Forest? Especially given the deal with Rarity and all..."

Twilight stammered, thinking she had been found out. "Uh, uh, well...that's where she was. I left her- she said she knew the way back- and I'm pretty sure she said something about going to the Carousel Boutique."

"Wut fer?"

"Um, investigating, I think. You know." Twilight started counting on her fingers. "Maybe Rarity wrote something in her diary, maybe Sweetie Belle knows something...say, as a matter of fact, why don't you come by later tonight?"

"Tonight?" Applejack repeated. "Gee, Ah don't know, Twi... Ah was supposed to be helping Granny bake a pie."

"And you can do that!" Twilight assured her, laying hands on Applejack's shoulders. "Finish up your pie and then come over to the Boutique! Oh, make sure you bring Pinkie Pie, too!"

Applejack adopted a confused expression.

"We'll all investigate it together!" Twilight explained, trying to shift away any forming suspicions. For her plan to work, Applejack and Pinkie both had to come by. To have only one of them just wouldn't do. "Me, you, Fluttershy and Pinkie Pie, all digging through to see what happened to Rainbow Dash and Rarity to make them act the way they are!"

"Uh-huh..." Applejack nodded, and the hesitance in her tone alarmed Twilight. Had she caught on? Was she going to figure out something was wrong and try to tell Shining? "Well, that's mighty clever, Twilight, but Ah just don't think we'll find anything of note. Ah'll come by anyway after desert. With Pinkie. See y'all around."

"Whew!" Twilight breathed a sigh and wiped her brow in relief. Applejack would be coming over with Pinkie, as planned, and then they would... what, exactly? Magically cure Rarity and Twilight of all their ailments through the power of friendship? Twilight knew how powerful the magic of friendship could be, but for some reason, she was fairly sure this kind of condition was out of its purvey.

Twilight sighed again, this time from depression, and turned around while crossing her arms. She heard rattling armor and ducked behind a bush before the passing Guards could see her. She watched from a gap in the foliage as the imposing Guards marched through the street, occasionally stopping and asking a passing person if they had seen the lady on their wanted posters- which Twilight knew she wasn't on, not yet, at least.

After receiving negatives from everypony in the district, the Guards moved onto the next, and Twilight couldn't have been more thankful. That had taken them way too long, and she was sure her nervous, rattling knees would've gave out and spilled her onto the ground if they had spent a conversation with so much as one more civilian.

Getting out of the bush now that the danger had passed, Twilight made her way to the Carousel Boutique. She had learned enough from Rarity by now that she understood the need to walk quickly enough to get to places fast, but no so quickly it attracted suspicion.

Thankfully, the Boutique was not too far off. Twilight relaxed slightly when she saw the upwards-pointing rooftop. For as long as she was a slime victim, the Boutique was a sanctuary.

Rarity was there, stuffed into a bush to hide. Twilight could only barely see her. Twilight skipped forward and knelt to talk to her.

"Rarity? What are you doing in the bush?"

"I was waiting for you." Rarity answered. "I thought you would get here sooner, and for a moment, I was worried Applejack had got on to you and punched you out."

"Aww." Twilight was flattered Rarity would still worry about her like that, even with the slime's guiltless ministrations echoing around in her head. "That's so sweet."

"Shall we go inside, then?"

Twilight offered Rarity a hand and helped her up. The store entrance bell gave out a ring as Rarity opened the door and they made their way inside. The two of them were quite surprised at what they saw inside.

"Fluttershy!"

"Rainbow Dash!"

"How'd you get here ahead of us?"

Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash looked to each other, sitting on Rarity's portable drama couch. "Well, we have wings, for one..." Rainbow Dash gloated, crossing one leg over another.

"And I'm fairly sure Rarity's little errand gave you a head start." Twilight snarled, not about to let Rarity have an easy time forgetting what she had inflicted.

"What?" Rainbow Dash asked.

"I'll tell you about it later." Rarity responded curtly, casting an aside glance at Twilight as she walked inside her house, buxom chest swaying. "Ahhh..." Rarity stretched her arms to the ceiling. "It's good to be back at home, sweet home...for a little while, at the very least."

"Yeah..." Rainbow Dash nervously agreed. It was written all over her face she had done something Rarity and Twilight would be upset about.

"What?" Rarity walked to the couch and smoothly slid onto her, wrapping hands around Rainbow's shoulders. "What did you do, darling?"

"I, well..." Rainbow Dash stammered, looking towards Fluttershy. Twilight followed Rarity's example and sat on the other end of the couch, wrapping her arms around Fluttershy's neck.

"What did you two do?" Twilight asked as politely as possible.

"Well, you were gone, and...we didn't know when you would be back, so..."

"What? What is it?" Rarity gently encouraged.

"I got hungry..." Rainbow Dash admitted, shame creasing along her fingers by the second.

"And?" Twilight motioned for either pegasus to continue.

"And I started gurgling..." Fluttershy supplied, and from that, Rarity and Twilight could finger things out for themselves.

"You..." Rarity stammered, disbelieving Rainbow Dash would be able to betray her so badly and harshly. "You drank from Fluttershy!?"

"You let Rainbow Dash drink from you!?" Twilight exclaimed at Fluttershy, as appalled as Rarity was. She and Fluttershy had only been Lacmagistra/Lacmancipium for only a day and a half now, but already, Twilight was outraged, infuriated – bitter, even, that Fluttershy would let somepony else drink her deliciously-sweet fluids.

"I'm sorry!" Fluttershy blubbered out, putting her hands over her eyes as she burst into tears. "I didn't want to, either! But she was so hungry, and I was gurgling really badly! I could- Twilight, I could feel how empty she was, and..."

"You were nowhere to be found." Rainbow Dash told Rarity. "I like yours better, but I was just...just-"

"So very empty..."

"So very full..."

"I'm s-sorry!"

"It won't happen again!"

"I promise!"

"No, I'll do better than promise, I'll swear, with Celestia as my witness-"

"Enough."

The calm, authoritative tone of Rarity's voice reminded everypony way too much of Princess Celestia's own commanding voice when she was admonishing misbehavior. A thin line of silence formed in the air of the room, and then slowly descended until everything was quiet.

"I see a very valid point here." Rarity said, tuning her eyes away. "That not all of us can be with each other all the time, even as close knit as we are." Rarity stopped talking to think about a solution to this now obvious problem. It felt Rainbow Dash had cheated on her with Fluttershy, and Twilight felt the same towards Fluttershy, but Rarity understood how the needs and urges of the slime-induced chest production needed to be attended and expelled as soon as they arrived. "The only solution I can think of... is that we forget the notions of being one's Lacmagistra and one's Lacmancipium, and instead, we all share each other equally. No partners. Just relationships and a group of close friends."

"You mean like...a harem?" Twilight uncertainly squeaked out.

Rarity chuckled and fell back against her couch. "I suppose that's one way to look at it!" Rarity cleared her throat. "Rainbow Dash, Fluttershy...you realize this means a payback is to occur."

Rainbow Dash winced while Fluttershy bit her lip and stammered. "Wh-what does that mean?"

Rarity heaved in a deep breath sign, feigning disinterest by pretending to be paying more attention to her nails than them. "It means I'm going to have to let Twilight drink from me. More to the point, it means you two are going to have to let Twilight drink from me."

"NO!" Rainbow Dash yelled. "You're mine! Rarity, you're mine!" Rainbow Dash put her hands on Rarity, and slid one down Rarity's shoulder until it reached Rarity's breast. Rainbow Dash applied some pressure, making Rarity moan quietly. "Haven't I always treated you right? Up until now, at least? It won't happen again!"

Rarity chuckled, composed herself, and gently lifted Rainbow Dash's hand off her bosom. "Yes, you have. Let there be no doubts about that. However, you seem to have forgotten your lessons about our urges. If you needed to fill up, and Fluttershy needed to empty herself, and neither me nor Twilight was around...well, there's not much that can be helped about it."

Rarity removed Rainbow Dash's arms from her body, slid off the couch as gracefully as she had slid on, and stood up. "Rainbow Dash." Rarity pointed her finger at Rainbow Dash very expectantly. "You will pose no objection to my allowing Twilight to drink my...product."

Fluttershy delicately raised her hand in the air. "Um, could we, um, have a less...ambiguous euphemism for it than just 'product?'"

Rarity thought about for a minute. "All right, I suppose. Any suggestions?"

"Pectora Lacte." Twilight responded. "Latin. Translates directly into exactly what it is." There was a round of agreement with this suggestion.

"Pectora Lacte it is, then." Rarity concluded. "Where were we? Yes! Rainbow Dash, you will allow me to feed Twilight?" Rainbow Dash nodded, though reluctantly. "Fluttershy. You will allow Twilight to drink from me?"

Fluttershy nodded. "I will. It's only fair."

"Very good! Glad to see we're all in agreement! Now...w-would- ahem, would it help...transition us to this change if I … let you two watch?"

Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash turned to each other, as if talking in some secret pegasus language about Rarity's offer.

Twilight groaned and grumbled. "When I'm going to get watch somepony else do it? I was watched earlier today, now I get to be watched now..."

"Oh, yes." Rarity turned to Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy with a mischievous glint that made them recoil. "You'll get to watch after I figure out how to work a little role reversal..." Rarity turned back to Twilight. "Shall we get started?"

Twilight nodded.

Rarity crisscrossed her arms and grab one strap on each shoulders, and pulled them down, pulling them along her arm until her neckline lowered until her chest was spilling over its cloth prison. Twilight's hands arched up in the air from surprise.

"Well?" Rarity dryly commented, giving Twilight a pout. "I'm not getting any younger, you know."

"Yeah, yeah, sorry..." Twilight shook her head. "It's just...I've since your chest exposed before..." Twilight chucked airily. "You know, back when you first infected me with a letter-bomb... but, seeing them up close...and I knew you had a large bust line, but they're just... so big! It's almost hypnotic, up close." Twilight put her hands around Rarity's shoulders and gripped them tightly as she prepared to plunge and drink all of Rarity's Lacte. "Like...perfect marbles of...Lacte production."

"Geez, it almost sounds she loves Rarity's bust more than all of us!" Rainbow Dash joked, prompting a round of good, hearty laughter.

"Well, can you blame her?" Rarity playfully teased. "My bust – like everything about me, really...is flawless." Rarity knew that last line was going to provoke even more laughter than Rainbow Dash's joke, and happily joined as everypony laughed. "Perfect blankets of pure white!"

Twilight began to prepare herself for actually pressing her lips against Rarity's tip. She had a thought; since Rarity had a bigger mass than Fluttershy did, did that translate into a greater yield? Twilight shivered, fearing that with Rarity's...improved size over Fluttershy, Twilight was going to get a whole lot more Lacte a whole lot faster. Twilight wasn't sure she could handle that high a level of pleasure.

"Come on, darling..." Rarity sultrily whispered. "Drink..."

Twilight felt so aroused, hearing Rarity's voice encourage her to take on Rarity's enormous, Lacte-filled bust, that she was genuinely worried about possibly burning a hole through her skirt.

"Rarity!? Are you down there!?" A high-pitched squeaky voice shouted from upstairs, making everypony panic and stumble. Rarity's eyes turned into dinner plates before narrowing into pinpricks.

"Gaah!" Rarity quickly jerked herself from Twilight, causing Twilight to lose her grip, and as a consequence, her balance. "Why didn't any of you tell me Sweetie Belle was here? To think I nearly engaged in such activities where my sister could have heard me!"

"Rarity?" Sweetie Belle asked again, much more daintily this time as she came down the stairs, her hand never leaving the safety of the guide rails. "Are you here? Huh?"

Sweetie Belle was understandably quite confused when she saw Twilight, Fluttershy, and Rainbow Dash lined up side to side, like waddling penguins ready to begin the march across the tundra, following their pack leader obediently. Sweetie Belle couldn't see that behind them, Rarity was scrambling to pull her sundress back up and cover herself before Sweetie Belle had a chance to see her.

"What are you doing?" Sweetie curiously asked the three of them.

"What are we doing?" Rainbow Dash parroted back. "I don't know, what are we doing?"

"Okay!" Rarity's hand shot up over the group's heads. "I'm decent!" The trio immediately dispersed and stepped off to the sides, allowing Sweetie Belle to see her older sister again. Rarity turned and put her hands together. "Hello, Sweetie Belle, darling. I'm so sorry I didn't hear you earlier; I thought you were out with your little friends. What can I do for you?"

"Uh, there's this man..." Sweetie Belle pointed over her shoulder. "Upstairs with the bag of bits you told me to give him...he says he doesn't take that kind of deal anymore, and demands to talk with you. He speaks funny. Can you help? He's really starting to scare me, and he's been for more than an hour..."

Rarity's eyes turned dark, with all the bitter almond taste of cyanide present in them, with the intent to kill just as well as the rat poison. "Is that so? Twilight, come upstairs with me. You two, stay here. I believe I know who this is...and I know just how to deal with him. Lead the way, Sweetie Belle."

Rarity followed her sister up the stairs, Twilight close behind, though she was grumbling about denied her chance to drink from Rarity's fountain.

Sweetie Belle led them to the second floor, and to one of many sewing rooms the building was outfitted with, given its occupant. Inside the sewing room was the stall-keeper Rarity had enthralled a fortnight or two ago. There was a sack by his feet which Rarity presumed to her money that was for paying him.

"Ah!" The mustachioed clerk exclaimed when he noticed Rarity enter the room. "You, miss! I have quite the bone to pick with you!"

"Really?" Rarity drably retorted, walking into the room imperiously. "That's funny, because I have quite the bone to pick with you."

"Your leetle sister claims I agreed to a deal where you would pay me back later for my wares!" The accent of the store owner seemed to thicken in his angered state. "I would never agree to such an arrangement! I've had one too many scandals and schemes pulled on me already!"

Rarity ignored every word he said, skulking closer and closer to him with a disapproving glare and a very, very unfriendly scowl which the clerk found intimidating. "On the contrary, my good sir, you did agree to the deal, just the same as you will now agree to this deal." Rarity looked over her shoulder. "Sweetie Belle, why don't you go outside and play with your friends? I plan on doing some adult business..." Rarity had no intention of doing anything adult with the shopkeeper, but she was planning on some questionable things with Rainbow Dash and Twilight later, so now, while Rarity was confronting the clerk, was the best time to ask Sweetie Belle to leave without her little sister questioning why. Sweetie Belle did as told and scampered down the stairs.

"If you have plans on seducing me, forget it! I am a married man."

Rarity laughed airily. "Oh ho ho ho ho! That's rich. You come into my home, scare my sister half-death, refute my intentions to pay you back, and now you think I'm going to seduce you? Believe me, my good man, if I were, it would be pleasant. For both of us. And being pleasant towards is the absolute last thing I want to do right now. Oh no, no, no...I will be dominating you."

"Dominating?" The clerk asked. He was beginning to become fearful, and rightfully so. Before he could ask any more questions or react to Rarity's approach, Rarity had her thumb and and index finger covered in the mind-numbing ooze and had pinched his chin between them.

"Now, one shopkeeper to another, I know how frustrating it is to be denied payment." Rarity explained to him. "However, as you've apparently been scaring my sister, and the wares I bought from you have been ransacked by Royal Guards, I do not believe you will be receiving any money from me. That's step one. Step two is that you leave this building and never come back. Oh, and if anypony sees you leave or asks you about what you were doing, you're going to tell them it was a misunderstanding that you can't recall the details of. Got it? Good. Now begone!" Rarity took her fingers off and shoved him towards the door, where he rubbed his head and followed the instructions, unaware they were not his own thoughts, but an implantation into his head.

As he left, Twilight watched with awe. Once he was gone, Twilight turned back around. It took a little more than just the slime alone for Rarity to control him so effectively, and Twilight had picked on some intonations Rarity had been doing. "How do you do that?"

"Practice, darling." Rarity answered. "Go get Rainbow Dash and head to my guest room. I would like to see if my infection's reached a certain point, and you two will be the test subjects."

Twilight didn't like the sound of that, but she obeyed and ran out of the room. Rarity went ahead and went to her guestroom to wait for her pets.

Rarity's guest room was not quite as fanciful as her own bedroom, but it was tastefully decorated. The walls were adorned with paper that had purple diamond pattern within a subdued pink, providing a feminine touch, yet excellent contrast that kept any potential male guests from feeling overwhelmed by the girly room.

Rarity sat on the bed- large enough for two people, mauve sheet, and waited for Rainbow Dash and Twilight to appear through the door. She had such a surprise in store for them! It would be lovely, and would let everypony forgive and forget the earlier incident of Rainbow Dash drinking from Fluttershy. Yes. Abandonment of the old ways. A new society where polygamy was the norm and polyamory was accepted!

The thought stuck to her head. A new society...yes, a new society! That's why the slime in her head wanted her to take over Ponyville! To topple the old regimen and replace it with one where the people could easily and freely exchange their partners as freely as giving an apple for an orange. Rarity chuckled at the dark designs forming in her head that very instant. Or perhaps, really, she was just on a power trip and using the sensual nature of the slime as an excuse.

The door squeaked, wheeling open, and Twilight nervously walked in, followed by an equally nervous, but also anticipatory Rainbow Dash.

"W-what did you want us for, Rarity?" Twilight inquired softly.

"On the bed, darlings. Side by side. Face up." Rarity instructed, getting off the bed so they could have room. Rainbow Dash obeyed, but Twilight hesitated. She came around, though, and nestled to Dash's side.

"Now what?" Rainbow asked. She didn't know what Rarity was planning, but she knew from past bedroom experiences that she was so quiet like this, it meant something fantastic was due.

"I believe I've figured out a way to address the situation of us drinking from other partners." Rarity answered, which made Twilight envious, reminded of the drink of Rarity's chest she was so tantalizingly offered, but so cruelly denied, and Rainbow Dash guilty, reminded she had broken her commitment to her true mistress.

"What's that?" Twilight asked, peeking her head up to see.

The lavender slime that came from Rarity's appeared, leaking out from her shoulder and trailing down her arm until it covered from the base of her shoulder the very top of her middle finger, reforming her elongated tentacle.

Then the same thing happened with her other arm.

Rainbow's and Twilight's mouths turned into round little 'o's. "That's...different."

"Mm hmm hmm! Just like in the cave, now, darlings." Rarity instructed them, which sent off all available alarm bells in Twilight's head, but Rainbow Dash was looking forward to seeing how Rarity was going to pull off that kind of intimate violation with only what she had; two tentacles. The thing in the cave had a limitless number of tentacles. Surely Rarity didn't think she could compete with that?

Rarity raised her tentacles in the air, and before Twilight could formally protest, dashed through the air and hooked their shirts, pulling them down to reveal their chests.

"Oooh!" Rainbow Dash already knew where this was going, and she couldn't have been more happy about it. Twilight was confused, as usual when it came to this sort of thing.

Rarity's tentacles extended and cupped both their chests, slowly stretching and leaking out until it had covered every nook and cranny. The slime began to deliver ministrations to their chests, message, rubbing, tucking. Occasionally lifting up before slamming back down again with a squishy slap that made their breasts ripple like puddles.

"I did some research on the subject." Rarity commented to them, ignoring their pleasured yelps and shouts, their convulsing bodies. "Enough kneading here, enough twiddling there, and in theory, anypony can start producing without having to actually get- well, you know. Apparently it's all just a matter of tricking the body."

"Aaaaahhh!"

"Ooooooaaaaah ooooh!"

"Yes, yes, very nice, darling." Rarity answered, seemingly detached, but actually more interested than they would believe from her demeanor. "Can you feel a change yet? Anything?"

"Nothing yet..." Twilight managed to answer before trailing off into a squeal. Her entire body threw upwards into the air, simply to cope with the pleasure of having her entire chest covered and messaged. Rarity's tendril left not a single contour unmolested, and it felt so good. "Wait...wait! I think I'm getting something!" Twilight's mouth twisted in on itself, the kind of a face one makes after drinking espresso. Her chest felt like it was being reworked on the inside. A renovation, of sorts. The best comparison would be to plumbing. Internal valves, pressure switches, and levers were being turned on and off. Gauges were being tapped by her own immune system's anti-viruses, managing her systems and responding to Rarity's trick until one little bit of delicious fluid finally, finally, after so much teasing and taunting, finally leaked out from her chest into the absorbent tendril. "Yes! YES!" Twilight cried of fantastical pleasure coursing through at this moment.

"Wonderful!" Rarity exclaimed, feeling her tendril suck up the Twilight's Lacte. It was an odd feeling, but it gave Rarity a sense of pride to know her deranged experiment had worked. Rainbow Dash shouldn't have been too far behind, as Rarity started kneading them at the same time. It only took a little more than a minute for Rainbow Dash to raised her hand in the air and give a thumbs-up motion.

"Excellent, excellent..." Rarity muttered. With a very loud pop that was seductive unto itself, Rarity took her tentacles off their chests.

The two of them raised up off the bed, feeling like zombies for going through that experience. They both looked down at their now-leaking chests.

"Goodness..." Twilight muttered. She poked a finger at her bust, and could already feel the surge of lacte inside it. "I..."

"Yes, darling?" Rarity bemusedly asked as she withdrew her tentacles back into her arms.

Twilight wrapped her arm around her chest. "I feel like I need to fill somepony with this stuff."

"Yes, yes!" Rarity jumped for joy and clapped her hands briskly together. "That's the spirit! That's how we all feel! I'll call Fluttershy up right away, and you can return the favor from earlier today!"

Before they could do that, before Rainbow Dash could get up and demand Rarity do the same for her as Fluttershy was going to Twilight, they heard a knock from the main entrance downstairs.

"Now who could that be?" Rarity questioned.

"I dunno...Guards?" Rainbow Dash offered.

Twilight worried about the possibility of Shining Armor having returned, and began to get a freak-out over how she would deal with the situation if that were the case. Then she remembered earlier today, in the afternoon.

Applejack.

And Pinkie Pie was supposed to be with her.

"Let's check it out, then." Rarity commented. "Together, so we have a better fighting chance if it proves undesirable." Rarity made her way down the stairs. Rainbow Dash pulled her shirt up and accompanied her. Twilight didn't, not right away. She was fearful of Applejack accusing her of leading her and Pinkie into a trap, which wasn't her intent, but it was looking more and more like that was she had done. Twilight was also worried about her leaking chest staining her shirt. There wasn't a better option, though, so she pulled up her shirt and joined everyone else downstairs.

Rarity's and Rainbow's eyes were upon Twilight as she appeared on the stairs, using the guide rail to keep her balance.

There was another knock on the door.

"Twilight?" Applejack called from the other side, not knowing who was waiting on the inside. "Twilight, are y'all in there? Ya said we'd investigate the Boutique, remember?"

Rarity turned to Twilight and frowned with such intense disapproval that Twilight felt guilty for inviting Applejack over. It wasn't her fault! She- she needed something to distract Applejack with!

"Just so you know...Pinkie Pie is with her." Twilight told Rarity, crossing her arms on the stairs and looking down on them from her physical state of being above them. "Be ready."

Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy, more willing and cooperative minions than Twilight, turned to Rarity for their mistress's instructions. "What do you want to do?"

"Twilight." Rarity snapped in a gentle tone of voice more terrifying than any angered scream. "Answer the door, please. We mustn't keep our friends waiting, after all..."

Twilight gulped, then walked down the stairs. The small sound of her shoes clicking on the wood only served to daunt her further as she went towards the door, turned the latch, pulled the knob, and pulled the door open.

"Hi, Twi!" Applejack greeted, Pinkie gazing into space behind her. Applejack couldn't see Rarity or anypony else from behind Twilight, so nothing appeared to be wrong. "Y'all had me goin' for a sec there. Thought y'all had forgot about us!"

"Forgot?" Twilight repeated in a mocking remorseful tone. "How could I do such a thing?"

Applejack noticed the curiosity in Twilight's behavior. "You all right there, Twilight? Yer talking awful funny..."

"I'm perfectly fine!" Twilight flat-out lied. She moved away from the door and made a bombastic gesture. "Why don't you come in?"

"Don't mind if Ah...do." Applejack was cheery enough, but when she and Pinkie Pie walked in, that completely faded.

"Hello, Applejack." Rarity bid her welcome in a husky voice.

"Rarity?" Applejack asked. The farmer was onto Twilight in an instant. "Twilight, what's goin' on here? Wut is the meanin' of this?"

"The meaning?" Rarity repeated. "The meaning? That is a very good question. Twilight?"

"I... thought maybe you might be able to do something." Twilight answered honestly, and Applejack was shore she was telling the truth. "I don't know...maybe appeal to Rarity...something!"

"Well...that's might sweet of y'all, Twilight." Applejack brought her hat over her chest.

"Unfortunately," Rarity snarled, "it won't do anypony but me much good, heartwarming though it may be."

Applejack re-affixed her hat to head and adjusted it. "Just what is that supposed to mean, ya two-timin' varmint?"

Applejack was totally surprised and completely unprepared when Rarity 'unsheathed' her two tentacles and launched one each at both Pinkie Pie and Applejack. Rarity lifted their bodies up with ease and pressed them both hard into the wall, making sure they were good and tight before peeling their shirts off.

"Hay! What is this all about now!?" Applejack protested violently and vehemently to the exposure of her lady bits. "This better be some kind of sick prank, or Ah'll-"

"You'll what, exactly?" Rarity taunted. "You're pinned to the wall, there's two of you and four of us, and...you're in the perfect position for me to start making you produce."

"Produce?"

Once enough of their shirts was peeled away Rarity could really get at her targets, she began messaging and rubbing Pinkie's and Applejack's chests the same way she had Rainbow Dash's and Twilight's.

"D'aaaaah!" Applejack continued to protest against this disregard for her personal space, while Pinkie simply went with the flow and began to enjoy herself.

"Wheee! I don't really know what you're doing, but it feels good!"

Applejack blanched and swatted her hand over her head. "Pinkie..."

"Pinkie..."

"Oh, Pinkie Pie..."

"Just...Pinkie."

"Wheee!" Pinkie paid no mind to their disbelief and exasperation, simply allowing herself to be massaged.

Watching Applejack be violated by Rarity so unwillingly made Twilight's heart give out a pang of grief. "Applejack." Twilight reached a hand out to touch her friend, but held it back at the last minute. "I'm so sorry... I didn't mean for this to happen..." Twilight slumped to her knees on the floor and covered her face to hide the fact she was about to cry.

Applejack bit her lip and looked away. Applejack wanted to tell Twilight something, but she knew it was something that would hurt Twilight right now, even if it made her feel better later.

"It's...it's not your fault, Twi."

Hearing that, Twilight raised her head up to look at Applejack, then immediately put her face back into her hands as her crying turned into a wail of a bawl. In Twilight's current frame of mind, the idea that this horrible scenario wasn't her fault had no place in her thoughts.

Pinkie let out a pleasured groan, her arms failing limp against the wall she was pinned to. "This feels really good! Oooh..." Pinkie closed her eyes and let herself become awash with pleasure.

Rarity chuckled darkly, then set her gaze on Applejack. "She likes, A.J., how do you feel about it?"

Applejack crossed her arms over the goo that was violating her. "Ah feel y'all are not only insane and mutated into a monster, yer also a pervert."

"Hm. The only one of those I have an issue with is the 'insane' moniker. I'm not crazy, I'm infected."

"An' jus' wut the hay is that supposed to mean?"

"It means- oh! I think Pinkie's finished!" Rarity turned her attention away from Applejack and started refocusing her efforts on kneading Pinkie's chest. "Yes, yes...Pinkie Pie, darling?"

Pinkie had trouble responding, as she was fully enjoying the smooth contact of the goo. A puff of air escaped her lips every so often as she breathed in sharply. "Y-yeah?"

"Do you feel like you might be...leaking anywhere?"

Pinkie nodded.

"Good, then I'll just..." Rarity adjusted her tendril, and the boneless appendage began to suckle around Pinkie. Rarity's left eye twitched subtly with satisfaction when Pinkie released and gave away a drip of lacte that Rarity's tendril siphoned away. "Okay! I'm done with you!" Rarity released her tentacle from Pinkie Pie. Pinkie dropped from the wall to the floor on all fours, breathing heavily in short raspy intakes of air.

"How do you feel, Pinkie?" Fluttershy asked softly. Her voice was caring and soft like the Fluttershy Pinkie knew, but Twilight could sense Fluttershy was leading up to what Rarity had done.

"Fantastic..." Pinkie breathed, moving like she was bobble-head figurine.

Fluttershy nodded. "But don't you feel...full? Like there's something in you that you need to let out?" Fluttershy unsubtly gestured to her own chest. "Something fluid in your chest?"

Pinkie nodded silently, before collapsing and falling onto the floor. Her arms and legs splayed out again the Boutique's pink floor, the normally tireless Pinkie Pie drained of all her energy.

"Come on." Rainbow Dash approached Pinkie and grabbed her by the shoulders, picking her up with a fireman's lift and dragging the semi-conscious party girl towards Rarity's restroom. "We can use Rarity's shower and take turns drinking off each other."

"Drin...drinking?" Pinkie mumbled. "Will I like that?"

"Oh, trust me." Rainbow whispered lecherously. "You'll love it. We all do."

Applejack had been entirely too focused on resisting Rarity's touch on her up until this point to do anything for Pinkie, but out the corner of her eye she noticed Rainbow Dash dragging Pinkie away. "Pinkie! No!"

"That will be enough out of you." Rarity rasped, softly, sweetly, and venomously. Rarity raised her free tentacle, now unoccupied without Pinkie to violate, and swung it around through the air before plunging into Applejack's chest along with her other, giving Applejack a soul-stealing pleasant feeling as she got a double dose of gooey rubbing.

"Don't...do...whatever it is they want." Applejack weakly muttered in Pinkie's direction, having a harder time speaking and thinking now that Rarity was applying both tentacles to her. Applejack really didn't want to admit to Rarity the fact that, except for the lack of consent, the smooth tentacles really did feel quite good. Rarity certainly knew where to touch, at any rate. Twilight stuck her tongue out in contemplation when Applejack gritted her teeth. Twilight reasoned that Applejack must have still trying to resist, and didn't want to let Rarity know her body was enjoying this, even if her heart said no.

"Mmph!" Applejack bit on her tongue to hold back a forming cry of eck-sta-cey. She was bound by the torso to the wall by Rarity's tentacle, but her limbs were free, so Applejack reached up over her head and pulled down her hat to muffle herself. It didn't do any good, though. Even without the fact her legs were beginning to shake, Rarity knew Applejack couldn't hold out forever. Applejack winced and stuff her hat into her mouth, biting on it to distract herself. Rarity didn't mind.

"Come now, darling..." Rarity said enticingly. "Why don't you relax?" Rarity eased up on the throttle of her tentacles and began waving them over Applejack's chest in a much slower, teasing fashion. "Relax and release a little..."

"No!" Applejack barked from her mouthful of hat. "Ah-will-not..."

Rarity scoffed indignantly. "Very well. I can see I'll have to go in the opposite direction." Rarity took a deep breath to steel herself, then began rubbing Applejack's furiously, going back to the speed she was originally using and then accelerating from there. Applejack's sap-green eyes dilated when Rarity's tentacles took off like a rocket into and around her chest.

"Stop! Stop it! Ah don't wanna..." Applejack's started breathing heavily, unable to overcome Rarity's superb and talented message. The bite she had on her hat slackened, and her precious hat fell to the floor. Applejack continued to remain defiant, even though she losing both her air and her willpower. "Ah said Ah didn't want tah..."

Rarity took one of her tentacles off with a quick yank that left Applejack thirsting for more. Applejack whined, denied an outlet for her spiking arousal. Rarity reformed the tips of her tentacles, changing it from a squishy little tip into broad, flat club. Applejack gave a desperate, horrified gasp of air, still determined to resist, but knowing from the sensations she was going through that whatever Rarity was planning with that board-shape, it would remove the last of Applejack's resistance.

Applejack's fears were proven right when Rarity raised the more broad tendril and swung it through the air, giving Applejack's chest an incredibly fast and furious spank that brought her past the brink. Applejack was unable to overcome the pleasure she felt from the resulting ripple and screamed out.

"AAAAAAHHH!"

Rarity laughed it all off with a chuckle. "There we go! That's all it took. Just one good spanking, and- oop! I think we're getting something! Yes!"

Rarity's tentacle gave Applejack one last suckle, eagerly taking in and absorbing her first drip of lacte. Rarity was smiling like a baby had just arrived. Rarity let up on both tentacles, allowing the weakened and aroused Applejack to drop to the floor, where the farmer rubbed her own arms.

"So, what do you say, Applejack?" Rarity inquired, sauntering over. She made as if she was going to stroke Applejack's chin with her finger, then drew her tentacle and gave Applejack's raw and sore aroused breast one long, drawn-out, painfully pleasant slurp with the ooze. "Ready to take some turns drinking and feeding a partner?" Rarity then withdraw her slime limbs, letting her fingers feel normal again.

Applejack looked up. "Ah say, y'all better keep me away from yer sewin' supplies...c'oz if Ah get mah hands on a good pair of scissors, Ah'm gonna stab y'all wit' 'em."

"Oh...tsk, tsk." Rarity shook her head, which made her hair bounce to and fro. "Fluttershy, be a dear and help me carry Applejack to another room, would you?" Fluttershy stepped forward and helped Rarity lift Applejack up over their shoulders. "I suppose we might as well make her decent again, if she's not up to participating..." Fluttershy nodded and pull Applejack's shirt back up. "Now, we've stayed here far too long already, and it's too risky to take Applejack back with us while she's still against us, so we need to convert her over to our side, and fast."

Applejack grumbled something of protest.

Rarity ignored her. Rarity rubbed at her own breast until she had a handful of lacte dripped out on it, and was about to slather the white fluid from her hand into Applejack's mouth when she saw that Applejack had closed her eyes and drifted off. "Well, I suppose that makes things easy, then, although now my hand is all messy."

"I'll clean it up for you." Fluttershy mischievously offered, licking her lips, much to Rarity's entertainment.

"Ooogh...oh, Ah just had the most awful nightmare..." Applejack groaned, coming to. She blinked, trying to clear the blurriness of out of her eyes. She didn't quite understand where she was. She noticed she was on the floor, so she attempted to get up, only to find her hands were tied, and tied to an aerator at that.

"What the?" Applejack looked around, her distress making her much more alert. She was in a room. A sparse room with a dresser cabinet and mauve wall paint.

Applejack thought about the nightmare she just had. In it, Rarity had violated her privately with some sort of goo slime thingie that attached to her arm until some fluid came out of Applejack's chest, and Applejack had to comfort Twilight and reassure her that it wasn't Twilight's fault things were so bad. Applejack realized, with dawning horror, that it wasn't a nightmare. It had actually happened, and now she was in the aftermath of that.

Applejack looked around again, deciding to assess the situation. There were candles on the dresser, and there were was an elegant, complex set-up of mirrors on the dresser next to the candles that reflected the sun from the window into the room. Applejack also noticed she was wearing an orange sweater, and that a small, square electric heater was on, rotating in the room.

"Oh, Ah git it." Applejack murmured to herself. "Yeah, Ah see yer game here. Y'all are gonna make the room hot to dehydrate me, and then when I'm thirsty, my only option will be to drink from one of y'all like Rarity was talkin' about. Well, it won't work, ya hear me!?" Applejack kicked the aerator she was tied to make a loud noise for attention. "It won't! I'm not drinking from any one of y'all!"

The door to the room started to open. Twilight peered her head in. "Hey..."

"Hey..." Applejack looked to the floor. This was more awkward by the minute. Applejack wasn't sure what the deal was with Fluttershy, and Rainbow had following Rarity like a dog the last few days, but Twilight seemed to be unwillingly obeying Rarity's directions, and unable to disobey. So Applejack knew she was angry at Rarity, worried about Rainbow Dash, concerned about Fluttershy and Pinkie, but she didn't know what she was supposed to feel towards Twilight right now.

Twilight stepped into the room, closing the squeaky door behind her. Twilight got close to Applejack and sat on the floor just in front of her.

"How ya doin'?" Applejack tossed out, trying to make polite conversation.

"Not so great." Twilight replied honestly. "You saw what a mess I was back in there, didn't you?"

"Yeah. Yeah, Ah did..." Applejack cast her gaze on the ground.

Twilight made an uncomfortable grunt, and Applejack thought she might have heard sloshing coming from somewhere nearby.

"Y'all okay? ...'Cept for the obvious, of course?"

"No..." Twilight tilted her head and looked at Applejack pleadingly. "My chest is...so full right now."

"Beg pardon?"

"Chest. Full. Lacte liquids!" Twilight incoherently spat out. "See, that's-that's the thing." Twilight twiddled her fingers, a sign of nervousness. "Rarity's conscripted all of us into a sort of...cult."

"Yeah, okay." Applejack nodded. "Ah can see it like that. And?"

"And..." Twilight's voice trailed off, unsure of she could explain this to Applejack all the way through. "One of the things in this cult is...everypony drinks the pectora lacte of their partners."

"Wut-tora wut?" Applejack blinked.

Twilight leaned over and whispered into Applejack's ear the translation of the word.

"Ooh..." Applejack groaned when Twilight finished whispering.

"We had a hierarchy, of sorts." Twilight explained. "I drank from Fluttershy, Rainbow Dash from Rarity...but earlier today, Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy had an accident, so instead Dash drank from Fluttershy. Rarity and I weren't around, and there was nothing else they could do. So, Rarity's rewritten the rules- and our bodies, to an extent - so that everypony freely drinks from everypony else."

"Not that this isn't heartwarmin', Twilight," Applejack said dryly, "but Ah ain't drinking anything that came out of my best friend's chest. Ah don't care how close we are, it's nuthin doin'."

"Please?" Twilight begged, putting her hands together. "Earlier, I drank from Fluttershy, and I had a chance to drink from Rarity, but I haven't been able to let somepony drink from me..."

Applejack saw the pleading in Twilight's eyes, and was sure Twilight really wanted this, but Applejack was not so keen on it. "Forget it, Twi. It's not happening."

"Please?" Twilight insisted again. "I feel so full, and I want- I need somewhere to let it...flow." Applejack was disturbed by how serenely Twilight was speaking, considering the subject matter. "Besides, you can already tell Rarity was planning on dehydrating you, right?" Twilight gestured to the electric heater. "Please, just let it be me."

"Ah'm not gonna tell ya again, Twi." Applejack spat. "Given the choice between dehydrating and drinking from my best friend's chest, I'll take dehydrating, thanks."

"Ooh...please!" Twilight begged desperately. "If you don't drink from me, Rarity will come in here and do it, and I guarantee you she won't be as nice as I am about it. Plus, she already has Rainbow Dash whenever she needs drinking from! Didn't you feel those tentacles?"

Applejack turned her head away, staring out the window at the sun and the free world outside. A world oblivious to the cult of chest fluids forming under this roof.

Twilight sighed and groaned, apparently giving up. Twilight got to her feet and started walking towards the door. "When Rarity forces it on you, let me know how it tastes..." Twilight nearly had her hand on the doorknob.

"Wait."

Twilight froze up, not expecting Applejack to change her mind at the last minute. Or at all, really. "Yes?"

"How did it taste?" Applejack asked. "When you drank from Fluttershy?"

Twilight paused before answering, wanting to be sure she expressed the taste she had experienced in the most correct manner.

"Like the best thing I've ever tasted." Twilight answered dreamily. "With a little honey mixed in." She added with a chuckle.

"All right...all right." Applejack closed her eyes, recognizing there was no getting out of this. She had conceded to Twilight's point; at least do it willingly with Twilight rather than let Rarity violate her with those tentacles again.

"Yay!" Twilight clapped her hands together and started walking forward.

"Uh, before we do that, though, could you untie me?" Applejack asked sheepishly.

"Sure- wait. You're not going to try to clock me and run off, are you? Promise you're not going to try and clock me!"

"Twilight! Y'all know Ah wouldn't do that!"

Twilight crossed her arms and tapped her foot impatiently. "Then why do I have to untie before you start drinking? All I really need is your mouth. Anything else is just bonus incentive."

"Uh...that's a little rude."

"Yeah. It is. Sorry. But I have a point!" Twilight insisted. "You know what I'm going to do?"

Applejack didn't like the way Twilight was speaking. "Uh, what?"

Twilight pulled her top down, then walked over to Applejack, taking care to step over Applejack's legs. Having herself forcibly exposed like that was one thing, to Applejack, but having one of her friends do so to her willingly rubbed Applejack the wrong way. Twilight got down on the ground, positing herself in Applejack's lap, and wrapped her arm around Applejack's neck. Twilight pressed Applejack's mouth against her tips against Applejack's pleas for reconsideration.

"Uh, Twilight, can't we talk about this just a little longer-"

"Nope!"

Twilight took in a deep breath and relaxed, which made the pressure building up in her chest flow out from her into Applejack's mouth in a delicate stream. Twilight reached her free arm over Applejack's shoulders and started working the knot Applejack's wrists were tied in until the rope gave away and fell off. Applejack raised on hand and curled it into a fist, meaning to do exactly as Twilight had expressed her concern of Applejack, but the sweet, sweet taste of Twilight's lacte made Applejack relax and forget her thoughts of escape. Applejack put her hands around Twilight's chest and pressed against them gently, testing the waters to see if more fluids could be drawn out.

"Oooh..." Twilight breathed heavily, brought to the brink in seconds. "Oooh! I see why... Fluttershy really didn't like when I stopped earlier...Applejack. Oh, Applejack...don't- don't hesitate. The more that's in you, the better. Aaaah..." Twilight made pleased sighs and gasps the entire time, while Applejack was subjected to a vicious cycle of swallowing hard the lacte. The more she tasted, the more she wanted more of it, so the faster she drank, which let her taste more of it, which made her want more of it, so the faster she drank and so on and so on. It wasn't long it all before they were both so pleasured by the intimate exchange of sweet liquid treats that they were both screaming.

After apparently finishing off the lacte from Twilight's chest, Applejack pulled back, panting. "Goodness, Twilight...if Ah had known this was would've tasted so great, Ah wouldn't have been so stubborn about not drinking it!" Applejack let out a huff, licking her lips to capture any fleeing drips down her chin.

Twilight smiled and giggled.

"Wut?"

Twilight raised a finger pointed to herself.

"Now do the other side."

"T-there's more!?" Applejack exclaimed, excited at the prospect of getting more of that delicious nectar, but at the same time, fearful she was going to swallow so much so fast that it would led to a health complication.

"I know. It can be a little hard to remember. With how good it tastes, more seems too good to true..." Twilight sheepishly admitted. "But yeah, there's more. Drink up."

Applejack breathed quietly, as though fearing even the slightest vibration would lead to Twilight's fluids disappearing before Applejack got a chance to finish enjoying them.

Sometime later, Twilight stepped out of the room to an audience of Rarity, Pinkie, Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash.

"I take it, judging how you're gripping the wall for support, that you were successful in convincing Applejack to join our cause?" Rarity asked.

"Yeah..." Twilight answered dreamily. She closed her eyes and muttered, fantasizing what interesting variations she could come up with to do the next time she had a drinking session. "I want to go again..."

"Twilight!" Rarity snapped her fingers to snap Twilight out of her daydream. "Stay with us now, darling. Is Applejack on our side?"

"Yeah, yeah, I think so..." Twilight nodded. "She'll probably put up a little more resistance, but it's nothing another round or two of drinking can't fix."

"Excellent..." Rarity rubbed her hands together. "Now, before we head back to the cave, I'd like to take some precautionary measures for when one of us gets hungry again."

"Like?" Fluttershy asked.

"Some containers." Rarity answered. "Something to store our 'special brew' in, just in case."

"Ah have some water bottles back at the farm..." Applejack offered, lumbering out of the room with all the liveliness of a nihilistic zombie.

"That should suffice." Rarity muttered, still rubbing her hands together.

Elsewhere, at the school playground, Sweetie Belle and her friends, Scootaloo and Apple Bloom, were playing on the swings. Which was most unusual for them. Normally they would be causing all kinds of ruckus and racket, going from end edge of town to the next in search of their Cutie Marks, hoping to bring their special talents to the fore ahead of time, despite all the warnings and advice that they had to let their talents shine when it was time. Scootaloo and Apple Bloom were not the most sensitive of ponies, nor did they have emotional telepathy that told them how others were feeling, but they could see how down Sweetie Belle was, so they didn't ask her to do anything strenuous.

"What's wrong, Sweetie?" Apple Bloom asked, passing by Sweetie on the swings like an olive blur.

"Yeah. What's wrong?" Scootaloo parroted. "I want to go Crusading!"

Sweetie Belle sighed. She brought her swing to a halt, which was barely any different from the speed she was swinging it at already. "It's...Rarity. Something's wrong with her."

"Wrong wit' 'er?" Apple Bloom asked. "Wrong like possessed by Diamond Dogs wrong, or wrong like in why are Big Macintosh and Cheerilee spendin' so much time together wrong?"

"Diamond Dogs can't possess people!" Scootaloo protested.

"Can too!"

"Can not!"

"Can too!"

"QUIET!" Sweetie Belle snapped. "I'm depressed because my big sister is in trouble, and I'm pretty she has some kind of sickness that she won't tell me about, and all you two can do to support me is argue!?"

"An excellent point, Sweetie Belle, although I might have used a little less yelling."

The three schoolfillies turned to see the source of the kind, caring voice that spoke. Their jaws dropped in awe when they saw the winged form of Princess Cadence before them.

"Princess Mi Amora Cadenza!" Applebloom exclaimed. She, Sweetie Belle, and Scootaloo all scrambled out of the swing set and got on to their hands and knees. "Wut are y'all doin' in Ponyville?"

"We thought you were in charge of the Crystal Empire!" Scootaloo added.

"I am." Cadence assured them. "And that's part of why I'm here today. You see, I need Sweetie Belle to come with me."

The three girls got up and looked confused. "Why?"

"Can we come, too?"

"It's...probably better if you don't." Cadence answered. "You see-"

"Does this have something do with Rarity being in trouble!?" Sweetie Belle interrupted, to Apple Bloom's horror; one never interrupts royalty when they were speaking. Cadence, however, had no such standards and went to answer Sweetie Belle's question.

"Yes, Sweetie Belle, I'm afraid it does."

"W-what do you need me to do?" Sweetie asked fearfully. Was she going to have to tattle on her sister? To...snitch?

Cadence chuckled and ruffled Sweetie Belle's hair as a show of good faith. "Nothing at all, really. Just come by the Crystal Castle and stay for a few nights. The serfs will attend your every need."

"That's it?"

"That's it. Are you willing?"

"Yeah!" Sweetie Belle shouted. "I can help my sister, right? And all I have to do is just stay in a five-star room in the Crystal Empire for a few days? How could I say no!?"

"Aww, no fair." Scootaloo stomped her foot into the dirt. "How come she gets to go, but we don't?"

"Very...very special circumstances." Cadence told Scootaloo. "Now, let's come along, Sweetie Belle."

"Bye girls!" Sweetie Belle waved, taking Cadence's hand and letting Cadence guide her away from the playground. "I'll be back soon!"

"Oh!" Cadence exclaimed, feigning alarm by putting her pale hand over her mouth. "I almost forgot!" Cadence reached into the fabric of her dress and pulled out a pencil and a notepad. "I'm going to need you to tell me everything you know about your sister's sickness, is that all right?"

"Um, okay."

"Good. Let's begin..."