"Oh, well, I, I'm very glad that the new bird house is finished."

"I bet I could harvest five trees faster than you can! You might have the legs, but I've got the speed."

"It sounds lovely. What colour did you paint it?"

"It was so nice of you to get us all together again, darling, we haven't all met up in days."

"Heck, Ah do not think so! You say different, I'll take you out first thing in the morning, and we'll jest see who's the fastest when it comes to a good harvest!"

"I know! You were busy, then Applejack was busy, and Fluttershy was busy, and Rainbow Dash was away, and Twilight couldn't cast any spells, and no pony had any time to party! Parties are the best!"

Twilight smiled at Fluttershy, listening with half an ear to the other ponies around her. The tall red shape of the Apple family barn formed a backdrop to the happy scene of hay bales piled into prickly armchair shapes and decorated with banners and balloons, streamers fluttering from nearby branches. Granny Smith's battered gramophone put out a cheerful oompah-band tune.

"It had to be red. I was going to paint it yellow, but the woodpecker told me that he wanted it to match his red feathers. I hope he's very happy," Fluttershy told her earnestly. The pale yellow pony wore a baggy green jumper that did its best to minimise her generous curves without completely succeeding, feathery wings that reached from shoulder to just above her ass folded neatly against her back.

"Are you sure he won't peck it to pieces?" Twilight asked. This was just what she needed. Some time away from everything she'd been worrying about, where there couldn't be any temptation to do anything she shouldn't. Yes, being surrounded by other ponies was the way to go.

She glanced past Fluttershy at Applejack, who was gesturing animatedly at Rainbow Dash as the two of them argued out rules for their impromptu competition. They were both so full of energy and life, it made her feel better just to see them. Rarity was fielding Pinkie Pie, who had produced a pair of cymbals from somewhere and was merrily crashing along with the beat.

"-so he'll stop making holes in the tree, he promised," Fluttershy finished.

"You're a wonderful pony, Fluttershy. I really admire the way you can always find a way to help," Twilight told her fondly. A memory popped up and she clicked her fingers. "Oh, did you find somewhere for the squirrel family?"

"Oh, yes! There's a lovely pool in the woods not far from my house, and I helped them-" Fluttershy hesitated as Applejack walked up to them without acknowledging her, focusing only on Twilight with a look of needful worship.

Twilight recognised the look, with a judder in her chest as her heart skipped a beat in panic.

"Twilight, Ah - can I do anything for you? Anything at all?" Applejack breathed.

Fluttershy was looking strangely at Applejack, and Rainbow Dash looked confused and cross, abandoned midsentence. Applejack looked like she might drop to her knees at any moment. She was going to get found out. She was going to get found out!

Struggling to master the obvious panic on her face, Twilight managed, "Excuse me please, Fluttershy. Applejack, could we speak in the barn?"

Applejack's eyes flickered closed for a moment. "Anything you want," she replied in a low tone, still focused solely on Twilight.

"Ah-he... right. Thanks. Sorry. Won't be long. Excuse me!" Twilight gabbled, and practically ran into the barn with Applejack trotting at her heels. Sliding the door nearly closed behind them, Twilight peered out of the crack.

Fluttershy was looking towards the barn with bewilderment. Rainbow Dash seemed to be complaining to Rarity - who knew what Rarity was saying! Closing the door fully, she twisted around to face Applejack and rubbed her face with both hands.

"Oh Applejack, this is a disaster," she said without thinking, then recoiled from the look of hurt on Applejack's face. "No! I mean, I love giving you commands, you look incredible naked-"

"Oh, Twilight..." Applejack stepped closer to her, her chest rising and falling quickly. "You mean that, you want to boss me around? I'd take my clothes off right now if you tell me to, Ah want to give you everything Ah am. I don't know when you could've seen me naked, but you can do it again right now."

"What? But you - we -" Twilight stammered, then put a hand to her forehead and rubbed her horn with the back of her hand. Applejack was obedient, focused on her, practically rubbing herself through her shorts - oh, now she was rubbing her chest through her shirt at the idea of Twilight ordering her around - but she didn't remember any of the times it had happened.

A memory clicked into place, and she remembered commanding Applejack to feel that way for the first time - when she snapped her fingers. Mingled mortification and terror washed over her. She could have triggered this any time! If Applejack even heard a click and thought it came from Twilight's fingers... and if she'd started coughing!

Applejack's fingers smoothed over Twilight's cheek and she jerked out of her horrified reverie. "It's all alright, sugarcube. Nothing to be afraid of - heck, I want this. Won't you use me?" she asked yearningly.

There was no choice, she'd have to-

"Um, Twilight? Applejack? Is everything alright in there?" Fluttershy's voice came diffidently through the door.

She was going to get found out! "Everything's fine! We'll be out in a minute!" Twilight called, her heart thumping in her chest as she tried to sound normal.

"D'you want to show me off to the others? Heck, if that's what you want, Ah'd be proud to be shown off. Ah'll be your pony, and -" Applejack began at a conversational volume.

"Awaken! Awaken!" Twilight hissed in panic.

Outside, Rainbow Dash folded her arms across her slim chest. "That was weird. Applejack's face went all starey, then she just walked off!" She wore a slim black tank top that bared her shoulders, two broad and stretchy ovals at the back allowing room for her wings, which beat slowly, holding her a foot or so off the ground. Her pants were black with double white stripes down the outside of her legs, interrupted only by the openings along her outer thighs that exposed her rainbow lightning bolt marks. "What's going on with her and Twilight anyway?"

"Well, dear, I'm sure that it's nothing to worry about. Twilight just has a special place in her heart for Applejack, that's all," Rarity replied placatingly.

Rainbow did a double take. "Wait, what? Twilight has a thing for Applejack? Are you serious?"

"Quite. But really, it's nothing to worry about. We don't want to make her feel self-conscious, do we?"

Pinkie was abruptly in front of Rarity, staring at her, her blue eyes dramatically wide. "Ohmigosh, ohmigosh! Twilight likes Applejack! But does that mean Applejack likes Twilight? Are they going to go on dates? Am I going to be invited?" She gasped. "I'm not going to be invited! Then they'll spend all their time together, and they won't spend it with me!"

Twisting around to face Rainbow Dash, she grabbed hold of the other pony's top and pulled her down out of the air. "They'll never spend time with us again! No more parties! No more fun! They're going to get MARRIED! WHAT DO WE DO, RAINBOW DASH? WHAT DO WE DO?!" she demanded, shaking her back and forth.

"Ah, Pinkie, really dear, it's alright. Twilight and Applejack are our friends, and I'm sure they'll never stop wanting to spend time with us, even if they were to date. I don't know if Applejack even knows, so there's nothing at all to worry about."

"Oh. Okay," Pinkie replied cheerily and dropped Rainbow Dash, who wobbled dramatically before recovering her balance. Picking up a slice of cake on a plate, she wandered off towards Fluttershy, calling, "Fluttershy! You have to try some cake!"

Rainbow Dash tugged her rumpled tank top back down, covering her stomach. "Pinkie sure is Pinkie today. Applejack doesn't know?"

"I couldn't be sure. But it doesn't really matter, does it?"

Rainbow looked baffled. "It doesn't?"

"I'm sure Twilight will let Applejack know if she wants to. Otherwise, well, it's not really worth mentioning."

Rainbow gave her a sceptical look, but held up her hands. "Okay, okay. I'll hold it in."

Rarity smiled, nodding regally. "I think that's best."

Pinkie had a plate of cake in both hands now, and Fluttershy already had some. Skipping as she walked, she headed for the barn.

Within, Twilight leaned against Applejack, trying to remember what keys she'd given the other pony. Coughing was definitely one, and snapping her fingers another. That was all, wasn't it? She needed to be writing this down! "Applejack, what special sounds have I given you to react to?" she tried.

"When you cough, I will do anything you wish since you're such a good friend. Ah won't worry about why. When you snap your fingers, you're the only thing that matters to me. Ah will do anything you tell me, and it'll feel good," the blank eyed pony responded.

Okay, those were the only things she'd left open ended. All she had to do now was cancel them and hide Applejack's memory of what she was just feeling. And what Twilight had said. And put in some explanation for why she'd walked off from Rainbow and gone into the barn with her.

"Okay, Applejack," Twilight addressed her. "When I cough-"

The barn door slammed open, framing Pinkie Pie in the entrance with a plate in each hand. "CAKE!" she declared joyously.

"No!" Twilight blurted, then stammered, "Oh, Pinkie! That's really nice of you." Lowering her voice to a hiss, she added quickly, "Applejack, get behind those hay bales out of sight."

"Ah will get-"

"Don't say anything!"

Applejack mutely walked out of sight without haste, and Twilight walked over to the barn door with a rictus grin plastered across her face. "Pinkie! I'll just take those cakes, and we'll be right out."

"You want to take Applejack's cake for her too? Is it so that you can give it to her? You can say it was from you!" Pinkie chirruped, handing over the plates.

"Thank you?" Twilight answered, baffled, then pasted her grin back on as Pinkie wandered outside. Her horn glowing, Twilight telekinetically shoved the barn door closed as quickly as she dared, trying not to slam it. Levitating the plates out of her hands and onto a bale, she raced back to where Applejack stood mute and receptive.

"Okay, Applejack. When I cough, nothing special happens. It doesn't change the way you feel. When I snap my fingers, it doesn't do anything to you. You don't change how you feel. You feel about me the same way you did when you were talking to Rainbow." Wait. Would that work, or did the change in her feelings count as during the conversation? "You feel the same about me as you did when you started talking to Rainbow," she corrected.

"You were talking to Rainbow, and you remembered I'd asked you to remind me about a... book! That I had to order before they were all run out. A charms book. And you've told me now, so you can go back outside."

Applejack gazed at her, absorbing her words in silence, her arms hanging loose at her sides.

Twilight frowned. That didn't seem right - oh! "You can talk!"

"Ah can talk."

"Okay, okay-" Twilight frantically ran through everything she'd said and couldn't think of anything else. Time was passing, and the more time she spent, the more obvious it was that something wasn't right. "Fine, slumber!" she declared.

Applejack blinked and relaxed into a more natural pose. "You'd best go get that order in before the mail leaves f'r the day, alright?"

"...yes! I will! Thank you Applejack, you're a true friend," Twilight managed.

Turning towards the door, Applejack hauled it open with one hand. "What's this cake doing here?"

"Oh. Uh, Pinkie brought it. For us."

Applejack shrugged and picked up a plate, trying the slice as she walked out into the sunshine. "Sure is nice, Pinkie! Mister and Missus Cake bake this, or was it one of yours?"

Twilight followed her, pausing in the shadow of the door to wipe her forehead. That was much too close. She'd made such a mess of things.

"Last post in half'n hour, Twi!" Applejack called, and she nodded quickly.

"Y-yes, I'd better go catch it! I'll see you all later!" She swiftly trotted off to a chorus of farewells, and Pinkie's plaintive, "But - the cake!"

That was close. She was going to have to be so much more careful.

A couple of hours later, and Twilight had finally managed to relax. Added to her scroll were 'AJ retains and responds to activation sounds. Activation keys should be impossible to trigger accidentally. Activation keys should be removed as soon as they aren't needed,' and she'd had to restrain herself from adding 'or everypony might know what you're doing!'

Feeling exhausted from the bout of brief terror, it took her a minute to realise somepony had knocked on the door, and another to persuade herself to get up and answer it. Rarity swept in, carrying a sealed dress bag in one hand, and immediately laid it out carefully along a table.

"Twilight, my dear. I've brought your new outfit over. Or rather, Applejack's new outfit." Rarity giggled delicately, behind her hand.

Twilight produced a smile for Rarity. "I'm really grateful for you making this for me. Thank you, Rarity."

Rarity frowned, moving towards Twilight with concern. "Twilight, darling, is something the matter? You look troubled."

Twilight sank down onto a broad couch, obscurely glad to have somepony to talk to about it. "I accidentally invoked Applejack's spell in front of everypony. I was scared they'd all notice. I'm not very practised at this. I didn't mean to do it in the first place!"

"Why would that matter, dear? You're attracted to Applejack, so she should be yours."

Twilight sighed. "I don't think I could explain. I don't want anypony to know I'm enchanting her."

Rarity squeezed Twilight's hand. "If that's how you feel, Twilight, I'll help you keep your secret. Does Applejack know?"

Twilight shook her head guiltily.

"Don't worry, truly. While you had her under your spell, she seemed to absolutely adore you. Why, the look in her eyes was wonderful. The rest of the time, she may not know how happy you make her, but as long as that's what you want, it's harmless. No pony will find out about her from me, I promise you."

Rarity made the gesture of a zipper across her mouth, then smiled. "How about I put on the kettle and make you some tea? Do you still have those ginger biscuits?"

Twilight's shoulders relaxed. Maybe it truly wasn't as bad as she'd thought. It was only making her and Applejack happy, wasn't it? A smile touching her lips, she replied, "Thank you, Rarity. I'd like that."

"Wait there, and don't move an inch!" Rarity declared, and swept into the kitchen.

Twilight sat back and listened to the sounds coming from the kitchen as Rarity moved around. It was nice to have somepony to talk to.

Her eyes settled on the dress bag. It had been a stunning outfit; Rarity really was gifted. Applejack was going to look incredible. She'd have never conceived of such a thing, but now that she'd seen it on the model, she could hardly wait. Perhaps if she just took a little look...

"Twilight Sparkle!"

Twilight froze with her hand on the dress bag, guiltily, and looked around.

Rarity gave Twilight a stern look, though with a hint of a smile. "Didn't I say not to move? Not one peek until Applejack has been dressed in it." She settled on the sofa with a tray in her lap, two cups of tea and a plate of ginger biscuits upon it.

Twilight sat down sheepishly with a smile. "Sorry, Rarity." Picking up a cup, she sipped it, sighing contentedly. "I'm really looking forward to seeing it on Applejack."

"I'll help her into it, of course. You must see only the finished vision," Rarity declared, gesturing grandly with her cup.

Twilight's cheeks darkened at the thought. There was something special in the idea of Rarity helping bind Applejack into the slave costume without the slightest notion that anything might be strange about it.

"I can't wait to see it," she declared happily, taking another mouthful of her tea. It really was delicious.

"I was sure you'd feel that way!" Rarity leant back, clearly pleased with herself. "That's why I told Applejack to come over to try it on. She should be here any minute."

Twilight choked on a mouthful of tea. Coughing - an unhelpful part of her mind reminding her that until her recent adjustments this would have set Applejack off again - she managed, "You told her?!"

Rarity tugged out a silken handkerchief and leaned over to dab at Twilight's lips. "Really, Twilight. I've asked her to come to your home because of an outfit I wanted to show her. Once she arrives, you can take control of her mind, and as your obedient sex slave, she'll be happy to try it on."

Twilight stared at Rarity's unruffled expression.

"Biscuit?" she offered pleasantly.

Twilight opened her mouth to reply, and there came a knock at the door.

"There she is now. Allow me." Rarity rose and moved to open the door, letting Applejack in. The blonde pony was still wearing the clothes she'd worn to the party, a blue checked shirt and her slightly tatty shorts with the usual boots and her ever-present hat.

"Afternoon, Rarity. You get that book order sent off, Twilight?"

"Oh! Um, yes, yes I did," Twilight said quickly. Glancing down at the cup in her hand as if surprised to find it there, she quickly tipped it back and drank the rest in one mouthful, setting the cup aside on the tray.

"Sure is a fancy dress, Rarity. Mind you, Ah reckon you've got something else up your sleeve, since we all saw that one earlier."

"Oh yes, I certainly do! Just over there. Twilight?" Rarity turned to her with a smile. "Could you?"

Twilight jerked to her feet. She'd never had an audience like this before, and hastily she said, "Yes, of course - Applejack, awaken please."

The light in Applejack's eyes went out, her arms falling limp.

"Ah am awakened."

"I am awakened."

Twilight twisted around. Rarity was gazing at her mindlessly as well, one arm dangling, the other holding the cup of half-finished tea stationary in front of her.

"-oh. I forgot," Twilight murmured. Moving in front of Rarity, she frowned at her cup of tea. "Why didn't you drop this?" she asked herself.

"It was not safe," Rarity replied blankly.

Twilight jumped, not having expected the other pony to speak, then looked interested. "There's a safety mechanism in the spell... this is exciting!" she declared, her horn glowing as she summoned her roll of notes from their hiding place. 'Rarity did not drop hot tea when focused. It was not safe,' her quill wrote out.

"But would she drop something that wasn't dangerous, but messy?" Twilight considered, then tugged the cup from Rarity's fingers and set it down, replacing it with her own empty cup. Moving over to Applejack, she lifted Applejack's hand and settled the plate of biscuits in her grip, closing her fingers on the rim and carefully checking it wouldn't immediately slip free. Applejack's fingers gripped as directed.

"Okay... slumber," she told them.

Both ponies shifted position slightly. "Could she what, Rarity? Want a biscuit?" Applejack asked, her memories having shifted to make sense of holding the plate.

"Awaken!" Twilight told them both, bright eyed with interest. Applejack's plate remained where it was, while Rarity's empty cup swung down to rest at her side, but didn't fall from her fingers. "Fascinating!" she declared, consumed with curiosity.

'AJ did not drop her plate of biscuits. Rarity lowered her empty cup, but did not drop it.' That seemed a lot like it was tapping the pony's instincts. Dropping things was something they resisted. Maybe if she tried something soft, they wouldn't instinctively try to stop it falling. She had to stop both of them responding to the same command word too.

"Applejack, this isn't for you. Rarity, I'm talking only to you. You won't react to the word 'Awaken' anymore."

"I must awaken when instructed," Rarity replied flatly.

Twilight blinked. "You must?"

"I must awaken when instructed."

"It must be part of the spell," she murmured thoughtfully. 'Rarity refuses to ignore 'awaken',' the quill scratched out.

"Rarity, you won't hear the word 'awaken' when somepony says it. You'll hear 'wake up'," she tried.

"I must awaken when instructed."

Twilight stepped back and looked around herself for inspiration. Her eyes settled on her clock, and she clicked her fingers as an idea came to her. "Rarity, watch the clock. For the next minute, you won't hear anything I say. Then you'll listen again."

"I won't hear anything you say for the next minute," Rarity replied.

"Now we're getting somewhere! Rarity, sit down. Rarity, stand on one leg. Rarity, take off your dress." Twilight smiled with satisfaction as the white pony remained unresponsive. "Rarity, slumber."

"Oh, no thank you Applejack, I've had one already. Well, Twilight?"

"Well what? I swear, you two're up to something."

"Why didn't it work?" Twilight asked with a frown, checking the time.

"Why didn't what work, sugarcube?"

"...that's strange. Did you hear her, Applejack? I see her lips moving, but I don't hear a thing-"

"Awaken!" Twilight commanded, cutting them both short. Taking the plate from Applejack's unresisting fingers and the cup from Rarity, she rubbed the side of her head. 'Key words have higher priority than commands. Instructing focused ponies not to pay attention does not prevent reacting to key words.'

That was interesting, but frustrating. Anti-meddling precaution? A way to stop the charm being deactivated by changing the activating word to nothing? Of course, now she had two ponies, she could try some of the other things she'd wondered about...

Walking over to Applejack, she found the line where she'd written the key words and pointed to the word 'Slumber'. "Do you see this word, Applejack?"

"Ah see it."

"Say it aloud, please."

"Slumber," Applejack pronounced with deliberate clarity.

Twilight's eyes flicked to Rarity then back to Applejack. Nothing. "Rarity, can you hear me now?"

"I hear you," Rarity responded.

"Applejack, tell Rarity to jump up and down."

"Rarity. Jump up'n down," Applejack repeated obediently.

Again, nothing. Rarity remained gazing at Twilight without reaction. A sudden thought occurred to Twilight. "Rarity, did you hear Applejack speak just then?"

"I heard nothing."

"Applejack, did you just hear Rarity speak?"

"Ah heard nothing."

Wait a moment. "Applejack, can you hear yourself speak?"

"Ah hear only your voice."

That explained it. 'Focused ponies only hear the voice of the pony that charmed them,' she wrote. Perhaps some of these precautions were why the spell was so dense when she tried to pick it apart. Still, that was going to make it very hard to have more than one charmed pony around, or else when she said the right word, she'd be greeted with a mass chorus of 'I am awakened' and a roomful of blank, mesmerised ponies.

She paused for a long moment, and that image slowly sank in. All of her closest friends, in this room, gazing thoughtlessly at her, ready to be used however she wanted. Eager to be. Her breathing quickened, and she focused on Applejack and Rarity standing vacant and docile before her. A tingle ran up her spine, and her scroll drifted back to drape itself over a table.

Very softly, she breathed, "I'd like you to straighten up, like palace guards, and tell me you must obey me."

The two ponies stiffened, their backs straightening rigidly, and lifted their heads to speak in unison.

"Ah must obey you."

"I must obey you."

Her breath caught. She could do so much. Her hands settled on the cut-outs in her short purple skirt that exposed her cutie marks and dug her nails lightly into her thighs.

No. She wasn't going to get Rarity any more involved with this than she already was. Not like that. She couldn't. Moving quickly to Rarity's side, she leaned up and murmured, "You're aware that Applejack is under my spell. Slumber," into her ear.

Rarity blinked, her body relaxing into a more natural posture, then looked over at Applejack. "My my. She seems so blank. Not like she was before at all."

Twilight nodded. "Applejack is waiting for instructions from me, that's all."

"Applejack is waiting f'r instructions," she echoed, and Rarity's brows rose in surprise.

"Applejack? Applejack, can you hear me?" she tried, moving to her side.

Twilight shook her head. "She can only hear me while she's like this."

Rarity wrinkled her nose. "Well that won't do to get her dressed. Could you do something with her, darling?"

Twilight smiled, finding a kind of enjoyment in having an audience. "Applejack! You remember being under my control, and feel everything that being under my control makes you feel. Slumber!"

Applejack's lips moved slightly as she listened, but the final word hit home before she'd begun to repeat her commands, and her eyes snapped open to gaze at Twilight with enthralled love and devotion. Dropping to her knees, she breathed, "Ah'm so happy you want to play with me again, Ma'am. I'm ready to obey." Casting a glance at Rarity, she added with a smile, "Glad that you don't mind now."

"Oh don't you worry at all, dear; I don't know what I was thinking. It's wonderful that Twilight has made you her enchanted sex toy."

Applejack shivered visibly. "Yep, she has. Ah love being Twilight's enchanted sex toy." Her green eyes turned to Twilight as she spoke.

Twilight moved over and caressed Applejack's face, stroking her freckled cheek and letting the end of one finger stray between the pony's lips. "Rarity has made an outfit for you to serve me in, Applejack. I'd like you to go with her and put it on, please."

"Yes Ma'am. I'll love dressing to please you." Applejack rose from her knees and smiled warmly at her friend. "Thanks, Rarity. Properly appreciate it."

"Think nothing of it! I simply enjoyed the opportunity to exercise my craft - you're going to look marvellous, simply marvellous. Now Twilight, I absolutely can't have you see this costume before it's fully on, so please wait here while Applejack changes."

Twilight sat down on the sofa with butterflies dancing nervously in her stomach. "Thank you, Rarity. I'll stay right here."

Rarity picked up the bag, and leading Applejack, she left Twilight in the central room and entered the guest bedroom. Laying out the dress bag on the bed, she told Applejack, "Would you remove your clothes, please? This outfit is intended to be worn without your hat, though you should keep the bands in your mane and tail."

"If it's to please Twilight, Ah'll do anything you say," she replied, and worked her boots off. Standing them to the side of the bed, she began unbuttoning her shirt. "Level with me, Rarity; you really think Twilight's going to like this? I want her to like me more than anything."

Rarity touched Applejack's cheek with her curled fingers and smiled warmly. "It really matters a great deal that Twilight is pleased with you, doesn't it."

"Mah heart aches for her, Rarity, it rilly does. When she makes me like this, Ah live'n breathe to do what she wants. She's the most beautiful gal in all town."

Rarity smiled, though with a tiny touch of pique. "She certainly thinks that of you, Applejack."

"What, seriously? She said something to you?" Applejack asked as she dropped her shirt onto the bed and undid her red bra, freeing her breasts. She was aware that she was exposing herself to Rarity, but it just didn't matter. Twilight had told her to change into the outfit, and she was only too happy to obey.

"Twilight takes control of anypony she finds attractive, and makes them her sex slaves. It's her right, after all; she is a very special mare. But in all of Ponyville - all of Equestria - she has only taken control of you. That makes you the most attractive pony in town, as far as Twilight is concerned."

Applejack clasped her hands to her bare chest, momentarily overcome. "That the truth of it? That's wonderful to hear. Ah never want her to get tired've me." She stripped with renewed vigour, baring her body completely as Rarity unpacked the outfit and laid it out. Applejack's hand came to her mouth and she murmured, "Mah stars," as she took it all in.

"Step here, please," Rarity told her, lifting up the main body of the outfit, open at the back, and centring the dangling straps at the bottom. "I haven't ever been interested in mares, but I would have thought that if Twilight is, she would have found me at least a little attractive. I am the best dressed pony in town - other than you, when I've finished putting this on you, my dear."

"I expect she thinks so," Applejack replied, stepping carefully into the outfit and inhaling as Rarity slid it up her body.

"Hmf! Obviously not, or else she would have turned me into her obedient slave by now, as she has with you. Breathe in, dear."

Applejack sucked herself in even further. "How skinny do you think I am?" she managed.

"No complaints, darling; not until you see the full effect. You're going to look stupendous." Rarity closed the back of the tight outfit up, then reached around to the front and pulled it up against Applejack's chest. "Ease your breasts through the cut-outs... that's right," she encouraged, then did up the high collar around Applejack's throat. Pulling on the belts, she forced them a notch tighter before doing them up.

Applejack took a deep breath as best she could. "Couldn't do much apple bucking like this."

"You're not meant to be bucking, dear. You're meant to be a sex toy." Her warm hands ran over Applejack's sex, separating the strands that framed it and guiding them to centre in the pony's exposed ass, parting either side of her tail and merging again.

Applejack's eyes focused distantly, and her lower lip caught between her teeth. Her voice warm and far away, she breathed, "Yeah, Ah am. Ah belong to Twilight."

Rarity smiled and began working the long boots up her muscular legs. "You look simply magnificent, darling. Just wait until I receive the next shipment of fabric from Canterlot, I have some wonderful designs to try out."

"Ah can't wait," Applejack murmured. As Rarity released her leg, she took a few experimental steps forward, getting used to the way the tight outfit constricted her. "...feels good. Almost like being tied up. Am I ready?" she asked with a touch of nervousness.

Rarity laid a hand on Applejack's bare arm reassuringly. "You'll stun her. Wait a moment, and then enter."

"...right." Applejack moved to the side of the door, making sure she was out of sight as Rarity opened it and stepped through.

Twilight looked up quickly, her heart accelerating. The long quiet and the faint murmur of voices had been driving her crazy with nervousness and anticipation, with no idea what the two altered ponies could be talking about.

"Rarity! Is everything okay?"

Rarity settled herself down on the sofa, arranging her layered silken skirts around her. "She couldn't be lovelier. She's just about to come out for you."

Twilight looked back at the door, her hands held tensely curled against her chest. Nothing moved, and she glanced at Rarity, only to have her attention snap back as a hint of movement drew her eyes.

Applejack, moving slowly and with an effort to appear graceful, stepped out of the doorway.

Twilight's lips parted, and not a sound emerged.

Applejack's body was wrapped in shimmering black that reflected light liquidly as she moved. Her body reshaped by the skin-tight fabric and the tightly buckled belts, her waist was pulled in and her breasts forced outwards, exaggerated still further by the way they emerged from the black through semicircular cut-outs. The heavy curves of her orange breasts were capped by firmly taut nipples, jutting out as if inviting Twilight's touch.

Below her waist, the costume split into two tiny black cords that framed her shaven sex, giving unimpeded access, and as Applejack moved Twilight caught glimpses of her firm ass, split in two by the cord that travelled up the centre. Her toned thighs were invitingly bare, and the gentle heels on her long boots shaped her calves. Twilight watched mesmerised as Applejack moved to stand before her and bowed her head submissively, bending forward. Her swaying breasts formed a valley of perfect cleavage.

"I am your fucktoy, Ma'am. Please use me."

A low moan escaped Twilight's lips, unaware, and her left hand seized her breast through her top and squeezed. "Oh, Applejack... you look... you look incredible. I can't believe - come closer! I want, I need you!"

"Yes Ma'am!" she replied at once with joyful eagerness. Applejack trembled with delight and pleasure, stepping forward to stand directly in front of where Twilight sat.

Twilight reached up and seized hold of Applejack's bare breasts, kneading them firmly in her hands, before using her grip to pull Applejack down. The orange pony bent at the waist, her ass in the air and her hands gripping the back of the sofa as Twilight kissed her passionately.

Breaking for air, Twilight hurriedly pulled off her vest and undid her blouse quickly enough to lose a button, yanking her bra free to bare her compact breasts and aching nipples. "Applejack, my toy, Applejack..." she groaned, reaching out to squeeze the other pony's bared ass and burying her face in her breasts, licking and kissing them.

"Ahh! Ohhh, Ma'am, that feels good. Oh heck, Ah love your mouth on mah boobs. Ah'm your obedient toy Ma'am, keep touching me, Ah'm begging you," she panted. Her bare sex was already glistening damply and as Twilight's fingers grazed it, she gave a jerk that travelled through her whole body, crying out. "Yes! Yes Ma'am, touch me! Ah'll do anything, Ah swear Ah will!"

"Applejack, Applejack..." breathed Twilight into her body, shuddering with delight. She knew Rarity was still there, still watching, but it didn't seem to matter. Let her watch. Abruptly, she pushed Applejack back to give herself room and straightened up, pointing at the ground before her. "Get on the floor, Applejack," she demanded.

Applejack couldn't have moved faster, despite the tightness of her costume restricting her legs, her knees hitting the ground instantly with a gasped, "Yes Ma'am!"

Twilight took hold of her skirt and lifted it up, exposing the ends of her thigh length socks and her simple white underwear. "Take my panties, Applejack. I want to feel your tongue again!" she panted.

"Anything, Ma'am! Thank you Ma'am!" Applejack leaned forward and reverentially took hold of Twilight's underwear, easing it gently down her legs and off. Trembling with yearning, she added huskily, "May I taste you Ma'am? Please?"

"Do me Applejack!" Twilight commanded, and the kneeling pony needed no further bidding. She leaned forward at once, her hands sliding lovingly up Twilight's thighs to cup her bared ass, and brought her lips to Twilight's sex.

A loud moan escaped Twilight's lips, and she let her skirt fall to partly cloak Applejack's head, reducing her to an anonymous body in her slave suit and a vigorous tongue on her pussy. A strange flare of pride filled her, and she looked over at Rarity, wanting the other pony to be watching.

She was. Rarity's eyes were fixed on Applejack's body and the shape of her under Twilight's skirt, the loud sounds and moans of her conditioned pleasure impossible to ignore. A pink highlight rode her cheeks and coloured the top of her alabaster chest above her dress, her hands tensed against the seat she sat on as she watched the perfectly normal display of lust.

She looked up slowly at Twilight, and arousal coloured her voice as she managed, "-Well, I, I should probably be going, now that I've seen Applejack's new outfit is so well received."

"Must you? I- ahhh! Yes, Applejack, don't stop! - I could put on some tea for us," Twilight told her, finding pleasure in teasing her with the depraved display.

"Oh no, dear, you couldn't. You're so busy, after all," Rarity managed, her cheeks reddening further.

Twilight rotated her hips, rubbing her sex in Applejack's face and gasping with pleasure, one hand resting on the outline of the pony's head through her skirt and the other teasing and twisting one of her dark purple nipples. "Are - you - sure? You'll need your, mmmmhh! Your outfit back..."

"No, no, you two should keep it. I insist. Now I really must be going; I'll just - let myself out," Rarity stammered, and quickly rose to cross to the door.

Twilight gave Rarity a parting wave, giggling as the other pony slipped hurriedly out of the door. Her horn glowed and the key levitated towards the lock, managing to lock the door firmly on the second try after a sudden spike of pleasure made her drop it.

Her free hand worked roughly at her nipples as she pushed Applejack's head harder against herself, gazing down at the enslaved pony with lust-fogged eyes. She looked so good, so perfect, so erotic bound up and on her knees, she could barely stand it. And Rarity had sat there watching her...

Her hips rocked with a convulsive shudder. She pictured the room full of her closest friends, watching her fuck and use Applejack, their gazes shimmering with enchanted devotion, and she cried out with delight as her orgasm broke over her like a wave, her knees weak. Applejack's licking slowed to a series of kisses, and Twilight was held paralysed by the sensation. Finally, her newly-tender sex protested, and she gently eased Applejack's head out from under her skirt.

Sinking back onto the sofa and gazing into Applejack's eyes, seeing the shiny wetness on her lips and chin, Twilight managed, "You did very well, Applejack!"

Applejack sank slowly to her haunches, dazed and breathing deeply, but lifted her head and replied adoringly, "Thank you Ma'am! Ah'm pleased to serve."

Twilight's hand caressed Applejack's cheek and moved down to stroke under her chin. "Obedience like that will always be rewarded. Stand up, and face away from me. Bend over and spread your legs."

"Yes, Ma'am. Ah obey," Applejack replied with a glowing smile, pushing herself up. Turning around, she presented her firm ass to Twilight, pushing it towards her as she bent over and rested her hands on her knees. Her glistening sex was presented, Applejack's arousal plain, and Twilight took hold of the other mare's thighs and bent down to bring her lips towards her.

Pushing Applejack's tail aside and over her own shoulder, enjoying the feel of the soft hair on her bare back, Twilight slowly brought her lips against Applejack's pussy and began to lick slowly, exploring the new and foreign taste of her.

"Oh! Ohhh, oh mah stars," groaned Applejack, her mane hanging tangled to one side of her head and her breasts pinned between her arms. Bending a little lower to bring her sex more fully into reach of her owner's tongue, she began panting heavily with each swipe of Twilight's tongue. "Oh heck, never felt anything like that before, that's so good. Uuuhm! Ma'am, don't stop, Ah'm begging you, please keep licking me like that! Ah'll be a good pony for you! Use me, tie me up, jest keep making me obey you, feels so good - mmmhf! - feels so good to obey, Ah have to do whatever Ah'm told, Ah'm your helpless fucktoy, Ma'am!"

Twilight felt a fresh pulse of arousal with every word Applejack gasped out, the firm and honest pony transformed into a desperate slave, addicted to being controlled, needing nothing more than to be under her power. She was perfect, so perfect. Applejack's cries grew louder and more broken, and Twilight redoubled her efforts until, with a trembling helplessness, Applejack's body jerked in orgasm beneath her tongue.

Resting her head against Applejack's upturned ass like a pillow for a few moments, Twilight heard her breathe in a voice aching with sincerity, "Thank you, Ma'am," and smiled, her eyes half closed. "You're welcome, Applejack."

It took a few moments for her to stir again, before she lifted her head and said gently, "Lie down on the sofa," as she rose to her feet.

"Yes Ma'am." Applejack slowly straightened and turned to lie down, visibly delighted when Twilight climbed on top of her and lay with her head nestled in Applejack's cleavage. "Ah hope you're comfortable, Ma'am," she said softly.

"Oh, Applejack. I couldn't be happier. This is the most wonderful thing that's ever happened to me," Twilight whispered, listening to the other pony's heartbeat.

"Ah feel jest the same."

They lay in silence for a few minutes, and Twilight had begun to slip towards dozing when Applejack murmured, "Ma'am?"

Twilight's eyes flickered open again. "Yes?"

"Ah've got a favour to ask, if you'd consider it."

Twilight blinked, lifting her head slightly to look at Applejack's face. She'd been told not to worry about the periods of not remembering, but could it be she'd ask to be Twilight's slave full time?

At her inquisitive look, Applejack's gaze flickered away, then back to Twilight's face. "Would you mebbe take Rarity as your slave too?"

"What," Twilight heard herself say.

Applejack held up her hands hastily in a pacifying gesture. "If that's not what you'd want, you know Ah'll be happy the way things are. Thing is, Rarity reckons that if you thought she was pretty enough to be worth it, you'd have taken her by now, so she's feeling kind of rejected. Y'know, plain. I know it'd mean a lot to her."

Realisation hit her. What had Rarity said? Twilight could - no, would - take anypony she found attractive. She hadn't taken Rarity, so she didn't find Rarity attractive. Her lower lip caught between her teeth for a moment. That certainly wasn't true. But she was so loving her connection to Applejack...

"Wouldn't you be jealous?" she asked gently.

Applejack hesitated. "Ah sure do love what you do to me, Ma'am. Never felt so special in all my born days, and that's a fact. Wouldn't want you to pay less attention to me, but Ah want her to be happy."

Twilight looked down at Applejack with a surge of loving affection and hugged her tightly. Applejack's arms curled around her. Nothing that made her this happy could be truly wrong. "You'll always be my favourite, Applejack. No pony can replace you in my heart," she replied tenderly. A little tingle ran up her spine as she added, "I'll enslave Rarity in the morning."

Author's Notes:

This one ran a little long, as Twilight's inherent curiosity got the better of things. Nonetheless, she's careening down the slippery slope at ever increasing speed now!

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Proofing by Djmill and JustTheBast