Rarity's eyes fluttered open, the blue tinged light of the portal slowly allowing her surroundings to take shape. Lifting her face away from the gentle caress of Pinkie's bosom, she noted the pink mare still sleeping beneath her, snoring softly.

"Peach, wake up," she whispered, gently prodding her friend's cheek.

Pinkie rolled her head to the side and groaned. "Just five more minutes, mama... The rocks will still be there when I get up..."

Rarity felt a gentle smile creep across her lips. "Peach, it's me, Crystal. It's time to get up."

Pinkie's eyes slowly drifted open, taking a moment to focus on Rarity's face before recognition brought them to attention.

"Oh! Did... Did we make it?" Pinkie asked, sitting up and rubbing the sand out of her eyes.

Rarity nodded. "We made it through the portal, yes."

Pinkie stretched out her limbs, puffing her chest out in front of Rarity, accidentally grazing her nose with her bare breast. Rarity melted into the contact as Pinkie giggled. "Sorry."

Rarity shook her head and got to her feet. "It's okay. We just need to keep our wits about us a little longer. We've got to be nearing our goal by now."

Pinkie popped up to her feet. "So... where are we?"

Rarity glanced about in the darkness. Lighting her horn, she cast a spell on her mace to shed a bright white glow on the room.

As Rarity held her mace aloft, she saw rows of stone tablets lining the walls ahead of them. "It looks like... hieroglyphs? Perhaps this is some sort of temple?"

Pinkie walked up to one of the stones, running her fingers across the hewn surface. "I think this is a prophecy, actually."

Rarity raised an eyebrow. "You can read these?"

Pinkie nodded. "I get bunches of bonus languages."

Rarity smiled to herself. "Of course you do. So what's it say?"

Pinkie tapped her chin as she looked over the writing. "Well, it seems to tell the origin of the monsters. A long time ago, an evil queen wanted to–"

"Wait," Rarity interrupted. "A queen?"

Pinkie nodded. "That's what it says."

Rarity cocked her head to the side. "But... but what's a queen?"

"Ummm..." Pinkie narrowed her eyes as she looked closer at the writing. "I dunno. Just based on the drawing, I'd say some kind of female ruler?"

"Like a princess?" Rarity asked.

"I think so?" Pinkie sighed.

"Then why not just say an evil princess?"

Pinkie shook her head. "I don't know. Maybe a queen is an evil princess?"

Rarity pursed her lips. "Maybe. But if a queen is an evil princess, then why specify an 'evil' queen?"

Pinkie frowned. "Wasn't Chrysalis a queen?"

Rarity blinked. "Was she? I always assumed that was part of her name..."

Pinkie shrugged.

Rarity sighed and shook her head. "I'm sorry for interrupting, dear. Please, continue."

"Okay," Pinkie nodded, turning back to the writing. "So I guess some evil queen wanted to rule the world, but lacked an army with which to battle the powerful princesses who ruled the land. So she used her magic to create a monster, named Ten'Taclos."

Rarity snickered. "Creative."

"Ten'Taclos was the first tentacle monster. The problem was, he wasn't super mobile, so the queen needed to find a way to make more monsters. She couldn't just make more like she had the first, because she'd used up too much of her magic to do so."

Rarity swallowed hard. "I can see where this is going..."

"Ten'Taclos needed something to breed with," Pinkie continued, "and the queen gave herself to him. Though it was difficult due to their different genomes, the queen had created him with the ability to impregnate pony mares, given enough time, so that he could use them to spawn his progeny. However, not all mares were as willing as the queen had been; If he killed or harmed them, they wouldn't be able to serve as broodmares. Therefore, he would incapacitate them by pleasuring them until their will to resist faded, then impregnate them to spawn his legions."

Rarity felt a shiver pass down her spine. "The origin of Ahegao."

Pinkie nodded before continuing. "Young mares began disappearing at night, and the patrols sent to find them never returned. As Ten'Taclos captured more mares, his armada grew, and so did the threat he posed to the world. Ultimately, the princesses of the land banded together and journeyed to his lair. The battle was difficult, but they were able to destroy him."

Rarity frowned. "It's never that easy."

Pinkie nodded again. "Right. Some little bit of his line survived, escaping into the world, but as they were just scattered remnants, the threat they posed never amounted to much. However..."

"However?"

"However, it was theorized that one day, it could be possible to spawn Ten'Taclos back into this world, if a powerful enough mare could be used as the host!" Pinkie's eyes widened as she backed away from the final tablet. "Crystal, do you realize what this means!?"

Rarity nodded. "Bellatrix means to use Amethyst Star to bring Ten'Taclos back into this world!"

Pinkie grinned from ear to ear. "Twilight did a really great job with this backstory!"

Rarity laughed. "Oh, absolutely. She covered all the angles."

"Alright then, what are we waiting for? We have to go save Amethyst Star!"

The pair moved on through the hall of stones, into a wide, open room. The first thing Rarity saw in the room was a large golden chest sitting on a raised platform, next to that a huge double door, a shimmering silver portcullis closed before it.

"Wow," Pinkie said, approaching the chest. "What do you think is in here?"

"I don't know," Rarity said, awed by the glowing metals.

"I bet it's armor, or a super secret weapon!" Pinkie cheered excitedly. "Some kind of really powerful magical treasure to help us in the final fight!"

Rarity giggled at her friend's excitement. "Well, we could surely use it. At this point, I'll take any advantage we can get."

Pinkie ran her fingers across the gold. "Do you want to do the honors, Crystal?"

Rarity shook her head. "By all means, go ahead."

"Okay," Pinkie said, rubbing her hands together. "C'mon, chest, mama needs a new top!"

Rarity smiled as she watched Pinkie grip the lid of the chest, pulling it upward with a grunt. Pinkie's eyes twinkled with delight, her full, gleaming smile reflecting the light of Rarity's mace all around her.

Pinkie's face fell suddenly. Before Rarity could react, four long, slender tongues shot out of the chest, wrapping around her wrists and ankles. Pinkie shrieked as they lifted her into the air, additional tongues firing out in rapid succession.

"PEACH!" Rarity yelled, charging forward with her mace drawn.

"Crystal, help!" Pinkie shouted as she felt the damp tongues swirling around her exposed breasts, sending pleasant tingles all throughout her torso.

"I'm coming, just hang on!" Rarity yelled, leveling her mace at the base of the tongues, severing several in one mighty swing.

Pinkie contorted her body, writhing against the tongues' pull. More shot out of the chest faster than Rarity could destroy them, and in a moment she felt them lapping at her inner thighs, pulling her thong down between her legs to lick at her folds. Pinkie grimaced, fighting against their ministrations for all she was worth. One managed to tweak her clitoris and she shuddered, feeling a cool coating of saliva surround it.

"Don't give in, Peach!" Rarity shouted, swinging her mace again. "I can't do this without you!"

"I'm – Anh~! – trying!" Pinkie wailed, kicking and punching as hard as she could, trying to keep the tongues off balance. As she kicked her leg out, she felt two of the tongues connecting with her delta, one poking between her lips and the other swirling around her rectum. Her cheeks clenched reflexively, sparks and jolts of pure bliss firing throughout her body.

Rarity gritted her teeth as she looked up at Pinkie. She needed to save her, but she'd used up all her magic. She just had to keep trying. With any luck, this would work like the beast from earlier, severing enough tongues finally slaying the beast.

"Crystal! I'm – Hff~! – I'm gonna come!" Pinkie moaned, biting hard on her lip as the tongues lapped away at her defenseless privates.  She could feel a tongue curling itself around her clitoris as another poked its way inside her vagina, roughly stroking her inner walls.  Her nipples hardened past the point of betrayal, begging her to give in to the pleasure and accept her fate. All the while, the tongue circling her anus pressed against her. She clenched her muscles as hard as she could to deny its entrance, but she knew it would only be a matter of time before they gave out.

Rarity grunted in frustration as she swung her mace again, splitting tongues only to watch more take their place.

Pinkie gasped for air, the tremors rollicking through her body intensifying by the second. She squeaked as she felt the tongue at her back door pushing her outer sphincter open, no longer able to hold it at bay. She squealed with unbidden delight at the new sensation, her entire body flooding in rapture.

In the time it took Rarity to raise her mace for another blow, the tongues darted back inside the chest, dragging Pinkie in with them. Rarity yelped as the lid slammed shut in front of her. "No no no no no no, this can't be happening," she stammered, dropping her mace to grab the lid and attempting to force it open.

Inside the chest, Pinkie felt every inch of her body covered in tongues, licking relentlessly across her naked flesh. Everything from her ears to the pads of her feet fell victim to the their devastating strokes. She howled in delicious agony, barely able to move her limbs in the confined space, unable to see, unable to hear anything but her own belabored pants and moans.

Rarity's bosom heaved with exertion. The chest wouldn't open, or if it would, she simply wasn't strong enough to do it. Retaking her mace from the ground, she slammed it down on the top of the chest, sparks showering off its lid in all directions. With a grunt of fury she raised her weapon and slammed it again.

The chest rocked back and forth as Pinkie's muffled screams filled the corridor. She'd always known Pinkie to vocalize a lot during sex, but she'd never heard anything like this out of her before. She set her brow, raising her mace again.

Whump! A tiny crack formed in the lid. Rarity allowed herself a hopeful grin.

Whump! The crack grew bigger, revealing a layer of wood beneath the shimmering gold. Pinkie's moans grew softer, the chest shaking less as the seconds grew by.

Rarity grit her teeth. Pinkie was giving up the fight. "Please, Peach, hold on!" She shouted, unsure if there was any way for Pinkie to hear her or not.

Whump! The crack split further. Rarity roared with fury, raising her mace again.

Whump! The chest stopped moving. Rarity blinked quickly, holding her mace aloft.

The chest came ajar the slightest fraction. Rarity's stomach lurched as she dropped her mace behind her, her hands shakily reaching out to grip the lid.

Her breath froze in her lungs. She hoped against hope she wouldn't see what she feared when she opened it.

Pushing the lid back, Rarity opened her eyes and fell backwards on the ground.

The chest was empty, no trace of Pinkie or the tongues that had trapped her to be found.

Rarity punched the floor. She'd been too slow, and now she was alone.

If only I'd cast my detection spell again, this wouldn't have happened! She berated herself, punching and kicking and clawing everything within reach as she yelled out her frustrations.

If only I'd been smarter, I should have known this was a trap!

If only I'd been stronger, I could’ve...

If only I'd been faster, I could’ve...

Rarity sobbed, kicking the chest off the podium and watching it shatter on the floor. The portcullis flew upwards, revealing the door to the next room with a series of mechanical clicks.

Rarity rubbed the tears from her eyes, picking up her mace and leveling her gaze at the door. She balled up her fist around the hilt of her weapon, blowing steam out of her nose.

Little by little, these monsters had taken everything from her. One by one, they'd captured her friends, whisking them away to who knew where, subjecting them to who knew what.

Snarling, Rarity approached the door.

This ended here. If Trixie thought she would just lie down and give up, she had another thing coming.

With a primal shout, Rarity kicked the double doors off their hinges.

She never felt more bad ass in her entire life.

Pinkie Pie hung on the second to last cross, the myriad tongues licking endlessly at her exposed flesh, immobilizing her in a state of perpetual stimulation. She giggled and moaned softly as they had their way with her, small tears forming at the corners of her eyes and rolling down her cheeks.

Trixie grinned. Of the five heroines that had entered her lair, only one remained free from her carnal prison… Trixie allowed herself a small laugh as she ran her fingers through Pinkie’s hair, reveling in the thrill of victory all but assured.

A loud crash sounded behind her and Trixie pulled her hand back.

“Hello, Crystal. I’ve been expecting you.”

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