Eyes wandering around... No words to speak... Sounds a little bit quiet... except for my body being dragged by two hooded mares. And no way out whatsoever. As unfortunate as it sounds, I got kidnapped, or in this case, human-napped. Even worse is that they are carrying me with their magic, all along the hallway.

"Don't Speak, honey." A hooded mare flirted as their close to an art-infested door consisting of, obviously, a naked mare statue.

As the mares opened the door to what looked like an exquisite art studio, they lightly pushed me to the mere presence of a familiar mare wearing a silk cloak and lying on a floating bed of white pillows. Aside of that, I saw as the place consisted of art canvas stands, utensils, and historical mare statue. Not to mention the fact that the light looks dimmed with weird color, but I had no effect against it. Once I rose up and got a look at her, I gulped in fear, but held my breath.

"Hidden?" I gasped in thought while the the hooded mares sat on their chair beside the pillow-built couch. She seductively smiled and stroked her right hip slowly, teasing me without an ounce of shame.

"I hope you understand why my friends brought you here, lover." Hidden said as she got up from her throne. She slowly set her feet to the floor before walking close to me. I shook my head, never understanding the situation.

"You promised to come to my art class. Remember?" Hidden uttered. I told her that I haven't forgotten that. She threw that choice at me for her own unreasonable gain, if I recalled. So, I basically had no choice.

"And don't even think this is gonna clear your friend's name, because she is no concern of anything you and I have." she warned before moving in on me.

"We had nothing, Hidden. You forced yourself on me." I retorted.

"Oooohh. Is that Mr. Badass in front of me?" Hidden joked. "You know, I may be a gentle little mare with a passion, but I like it when you talk rough."

I groaned, trying to put her back on the same page, but it was no use. I mistakenly tickled her fancy without notice. As a result, she touched my chest in a circular motion before stroking my crotch.

Hidden spoke in a sultry tone. "Won't do you any good to run, Black Fox. You can't deny me...You can't avoid me...You can't even resist me...or my body. You know you want it..."

As soon as she stood back once, she opened her silk cloak and exposed her nakedness in front of me. I was uncontrollably mesmerized by her body covered in dark blue paint, along with a few white lines across. She left her cloak open as she walks back and kissed me. Then, she jumped up and wrapped her legs and arms around me. Despite her paint covering my clothes, she rubbed her melon-shaped breasts in my face, hypnotizing me to a controlled state. Of course, I have no absolute control of my body as soon as I gazed at her sexual face. After pulling from the kiss, she slowly licked her upper lip,made a sexual moan, and planted her mouth on my neck.

"Now, let me be your lover, for my friends and I will fulfill your desires." she wispered before biting softly on my neck. I let out a gasp as my eyes went wide-eyed and my skin turned pitch black. Then, I howled for help, only to find myself in a never ending abyss of darkness.

It was then I quickly woke up in my dorm bed, slightly drenched be in sweat. I realized that it was thankfully a dream, but a bad one at most. I pressed my hands to my head before landing it to the pillow in light anger. It wasn't long before I got a call from Periwinkle, which caught me at a really bad time.

"This is Squeaker. Porn Star, do you copy?"

Moments after bathing and putting on my clothes, I walked the hallway and headed for the cafeteria while calling Periwinkle on my cell phone. I told her that my sleep wasn't good due to the bad dream I had. As I went inside, I sat at an empty table, despite being stared at lovingly by various mares again.

"How bad are we talking?" she asked.

"So bad that even Hidden would terrorize my every move." I replied, trying to get it out of my brain as quickly as possible. "Maybe I should just go to that art class of hers and get this investigation over with."

"Which leads me to my suggestion: don't go to that art class! That's what she wants you to think." Periwinkle retorted.

"Why not?" I asked.

"It's like a sex slave market in there. From what I checked, it's swarming with exhibitionist mares enslaved by Hidden herself! Periwinkle exclaimed. "Plus, my name won't even be cleared by then."

I groaned and softly banged my head in defeat. "Well, what do you suggest? I'm running out of options."

"Maybe I can help?" A mare said as she walked up behind me and laid down a tray of breakfast and some in front of me. I turned around and saw a beige mare with blue and pink hair. She wore a creamy tan tank top with a frilly skirt and open-toed heels. She quickly sat next to me and introduced her herself as Bon-Bon.

"You must be Mojo, right?" she asked. I surprisingly nodded and asked how she knew about me so fast.

"Word-of-Mouth. News travels fast around specific mares." Bon Bon shrugged. "And don't worry. I'm not gonna have sex with you."

"Thank goodness." I sighed in relief. "I really need your help. I had a bad dream about some mare I saw who is manipulating me to go to her art class, but my friend suggested not to go."

"You're in luck." Bon Bon smiled. "You should join a home economics class. Or better yet, you should join a club I have with a couple of friends of mine."

"What kind?" I asked.

"We are a few of the partying committee-" Bon Bon pulled out a poster from her bag and handed it to me. "-guaranteed to turn average soirees and half-dull get-togethers into epic parties to remember. We do tailgates, holiday parties, pro-am showcases, jump-offs, bikini contests, even booty-shaking contests to name a few."

Come to think of it, I have only met a few mares, who I presume are partygoers. Not to mention the fact that I do love twerking contests. I ask myself what's not to love about parties. One thing is for sure: Besides sex, they seem cool to hang with when I get the chance.

"Ok, I'll consider it." I accepted as I started eating my breakfast, while Bon Bon followed siut. In the process, we had a conversation about who this partying committee is consisted of. She said that they meet every once in a while whenever someone wants to plan a party, but until then, they had to stick to their classes. I understood their priorities and told her that I can drop by for a visit. She agreed before getting up from the table up and saying goodbye. But, she could exit, she gave me another poster.

"Find us at the breezeway after school if you can, ok?" Bon Bon instructed before walking out. After that, I took a look at poster, which displayed an image of burlesque dancers in a black silhouette. It read, "Burlesque Party-coming soon. Auditions in the Auditorium". It looked pretty uncanny as well as tempting, though its image of tempting distracted me from its uncanny. Aside of that, I took hold of the poster and finished my breakfast.

Moments after exiting the cafeteria, I started looking for the room the poster said. It wasn't long before I stopped and saw a mare exiting the principal's office. Out walked a pale, grayish pink mare, wearing a white and gold fur coat, and under it a spaghetti-strapped white and ocean blue dress, and has magenta and heliotrope hair. She closed the door and started walking when she suddenly caught sight of me walking the other way. Just as I was about to walk past her, she paused and turned to me before following.

"You there!" she called. "Are you a human?"

"Yes, I am." I answered in a naïve tone.

"Then, you must be the one who met my daughter, Diamond Tiara." she claimed. Now that she mentioned it, I realized that I might be seeing myself in excruciating trouble. It has come to a surprise that I have now met the mother of the one mare that groped me.

"Nice to meet you. I'm Mojo Kitsune." I introduced myself and extended for a handshake. Instead, the mare took my hand and put her mouth in one of my fingers. I was shocked and aroused at the same time, which felt pretty scary to me. Unfortunately, it led me to a state of pleasure from the fact that Diamond Tiara's mom did the same exact thing her daughter did. However, it was uninterrupted.

"Most mares call me Stuck Up Bitch, while others call me Married Twat. But, I am referred to as Spoiled Rich." the pale pink mare boasted with a shameless glare.

Spoiled beckoned me to walk with her to her alternative school board office, and I helplessly accepted. She mentioned that she is head of the school board, along with several others that shouldn't need mentioning. Of course, it's absolutely classified, especially to my human eyes. Aside of that, I had to ask her a question about her daughter's behavior. She shrugged it off and exclaimed that it's a force of habit. She and Diamond had some issues, despite their manipulative and overbearing attitudes. In fact, it was candid to the fact that her daughter represented her legacy among choosing her own path. But, if what Sugarcoat said was true, then Spoiled prefers to socialize with high-society snobs, while Diamond plays the manipulation card on every mare she sees. They always think of their social standing, which starts where they stand and reaches all over the whole college. However, Celestia luckily prefers not to have such a college be thwarted and demolished into some country club. Spoiled was indeed disappointed, but decided to tolerate it. As soon as she was about to forcefully sink herself into lowlife status, in came her daughter, who then told her about me and some random situation. Thus, she is saved from sinking into a world of lowlifes by a word of a human's presence. As a result, she decides to leave this dilemma behind her.

As we walked inside her office, Spoiled rubbed my head softly before feeling my chest. "Thanks for walking me back."

"You're welcome." I replied.

"You don't even come close to being a blank slate." Spoiled continued before taking off her fur coat. "In fact, something about you seems to stand out pretty well. But, I think it's only fitting that you should be my daughter's escort, since you've done an excellent job of escorting me."

Before I could retort to this decision, the pale pink mare went close to me and put her hand on my crotch again and lightly squeezed. "That won't seem to be a problem, would it? Unless, of course, you do have other plans?"

"Actually," I boldly uttered before heading for the exit. "I have a class to get to, and I don't want to be late."

Not taking no for an answer, Spoiled put her hands on my shoulders and turned me around to face her before bluntly kissing me. My eyes widened at the that sudden movement, while hers were closed shut. She then pulled back with a lick of my nose, slightly teasing me.

"If I hadn't known any better, I would figure that you'd expected more than a wet kiss, especially from a rich mare like me. But, I digress." she teased.

"Now," she added. "Unless you intend to risk making your young life a living hell, I would highly suggest that someone is to escort my daughter, who is indeed awaiting service. And you, human, are just the creature to do it, for your being committed to the high-society of mares will reward you handsomely. Consider it well, boy."

After Spoiled say in her chair, I exited out of the office and walked a few steps forward. Then, I stopped, and looked to my left, seeing a door the read, "Art Studio-Advanced". Of course, I thought of not keeping Hidden Flasher waiting, but I heeded the words of Periwinkle telling me not to go there. On the other hand, I was suggested an offer recently by Spoiled to escort her daughter, who is expected to jump on me and finally claim her prize. However, this would lead to something I grew very familiar with at the time, and it doesn't look pretty. Besides the Rock and a hard place I'm between, I had an offer to help Bon Bon meet with her friends in order to organize a party, which is an unmistakable bright side. Although, I could gain a better risk of being chased, stalked, and submitted by either Hidden or Spoiled, depending on the length of the situation.

"Great." I argued to myself. "Actions and Reactions, and I don't even know what's gonna happen..."

I got down on my knees in vain, wondering what to choose. "Wherever the gods of this world are, please give me a sign..."

"I knew you couldn't stay away, lover... After all this time, my wait is finally over... I want it deep inside of me... Fuck me until you make me a woman!

"I have some friends who are willing to meet you, and they are really good performers... Trust me, you won't regret it... It will definitely be worth it...That's what best friends are for...

"I wasn't lying when I said I wanted you... It wouldn't hurt to feel the same way as me...As long as you're my painter, my canvas is all yours, baby...Don't you dare resist it, because your hard cock never says no...(giggles)"

Author's Notes:

This is where the choice lies within. Any path has a consequence, but hopefully a bright side. Choose one. (In case your wondering about Hidden Flasher, check the Psychology chapter)

The Rich Path
The Party Path
The Artistic Path