SMASH!

The astro-born object has hit its mark. It had landed in a most unfortunate area. If it wasn't a rocky wasteland, it was a primordial landscape filled with dark skies and lava. One would call it Tartarus, but the more educated souls referred to it as the Dragon Kingdom.

That object stuck out like a sore thumb. Unlike the hot rocky landscape it was surrounded by, it looked like a spiked ball made of ice. The crater it made was freezing over quite quickly. The sound of ice cracking could be heard from a good distance.

Suddenly, a fist emerged from the ball. Then, a mighty yell was let out before the ball exploded into a million particles. Someone or something had found Equestria. Whatever it was, it stood up and looked around.

This creature was humanoid in shape and stood taller than any known stallion. He was a muscular brute, with skin grey as pure concrete and eyes as red as any sort of hatred could allow. He had 3 toes on each foot and a long tail than ended with a club (plus two spike-protrusions on the tip).

His most defining features were the bone-like armor adorning part of his body. Most prominent of them were the shins, the wrists (which also had spike-like protrusions), the carapace on his chest (which also came with wide/hollow shoulder blades), and his head. Each of these features had a blue gem embedded in them (especially the chest, the largest gem of them all). His head was also a treat. It had four long spikes jutting from the cranium, a wide blue gem in the center (of course), and a vizier-like covering for his mouth. The rest of his face, aside from his red eyes, was encased in black.

All in all, a sinister-looking figure. He obviously didn't come from this world and he certainly was very confused by his surroundings. He floated out of the crater and onto the ground. It felt hot, unlike where he came from. He had never seen an area that wasn't filled to the brim with ice.

He then heard some phoenixes singing a song. The song only a rare few Equestrian birdwatchers are aware of. He seemed to like it, as he tried to imitate their song, but his dark and metallic voice scared them off. With a sigh, he made his way to the unknown yonder. He was awfully curious about the noise coming from a large rock structure in the distance.

He landed in a place filled with creatures he had never seen before and vice versa. They all looked reptilian, beastly, and mean. They were dragons, obviously, and most of them were just lounging around. Only a few noticed the odd being in their presence. He walked through the rocky terrain, oblivious to the various dragons speaking.

"Okay, what is that?"

"Looks pretty badass."

"Should we alert Torch?"

"Nah. He looks like he's just...there."

"What are you smoking?"

"Can he help me walk again?"

That last one got his attention. The alien turned to the young hatchling who said that. Instinctively, its mother reared her child away from the strange being and let out a hiss. This didn't seem to deter the monster, as he instantly teleported to where the child was. He leaned down. From the looks of it, this hatchling was crippled, judging by how he struggled to stand. He would not survive long in this cruel landscape.

"Bertrum! Stand back!" She coiled her tail around her child before turning to the monster. "Get away from him or I'll send you hurtling into next week." The mother dragon growled at the creature, who just stood there, unaffected by her threat. He looked at the hatchling, Bertrum as he was called, and tilted his head. Before any more objections could be made, he tapped the young one's forehead and teleported a good distance away.

Unaware of what just happened, the child resumed trying to stand up, as he had done for weeks now. To the surprise of both he and his mother (and a few passerbys), he felt his legs once more. The ability to walk again was his.

"Momma! I can walk! I don't need to be sent away!" He exclaimed excitingly. He turned to the alien, who was on his way once again. "Thank you, stranger!"

The alien said nothing, though he did give a thumbs up. He seemed pleased with himself. However, a much more sordid scene awaited him, as he sensed some more noise. It sounded a bit...less than casual. Yelling, screaming, maybe a bit of begging.

The mother dragon, as soon as she was done hugging her son in joy, also noticed the noise. "Oh, bother. It's that Garble boy again. What have he and his cronies got themselves into this time?" She turned to the alien. "Good sir, you seem interested. Try and settle that before it gets ugly."

Wordlessly, he sprang into the air and zoomed into the distance.

"Seriously. What are you smoking?" One of the random citizens continued his mundane conversation as the others tried to make sense of what just happened.

The alien landed on a large rock and observed what was making the noise. His pure red eyes narrowed as he got a better look at the display taking place.

There was this teenage red dragon who looked like he got into too many fights throughout his life, laughing up a storm. His cronies consisted of a heavyset white dragon, a fat brown one, a dull blue one, two skinny ones (one black and one purple) and a handsome tan one. This must have been that gang that one dragon spoke of. It didn't help they were all wearing leather. Truly gang material back where he came from.

The tan one, however, stuck out like a sore thumb. He looked a bit too...human for any dragon. This alien didn't know what a dragon was, so he assumed this was some other species. After that observation, he continued looking at the scene.

Their prisoners got his attention for real. One of them was a purple male teenage dragon with green spikes lining down his back. His clothes, which consisted of really short shorts and an orange running shirt, looked worse for wear. A fight must have broken out.

His partner was the more alluring, but a bit more terrifying to face. She was a bit taller than the male dragon and she had the most vibrant blue scales (and some nice dark-blue skies on her head). Her red eyes brimmed with rage as she struggled against her captors, her golden armor lying on the floor. Her small ram-like horns had some blood on them, further indicating an even greater effort to escape.

The alien had never seen breasts before, but he felt happier for learning. Her breasts were nothing to write home about, but they were okay. The real part that got him excited was that fierce demeanor. Sum gems he heard were...

"I WILL REIGN DOWN 500 YEARS OF DRACONIC JUSTICE UPON YOU MONGRELS!!!" and "Put him down or I swear you will all be deserving of the title 'dickless' when I'm through with all of you! But first, I'm going to teach you all how to speak every language in Equestria so I can hear your screams in all sorts of ways!"

It didn't help she looked adorable, still. The male dragon was also a sight. Such a cute face. Such a tight ass...

But then he shook his head and decided to listen in on what the heck was going on. He didn't like what he heard.

"You doing fine, Clump?" The white dragon asked the brown one.

"No, Puff! She got me good!" Clump whimpered. "Thanks for asking."

"I can't believe we managed to pull this one off! Right, Fume?" The black skinny one exclaimed to the purple skinny one.

"Just goes to show you that living with a bunch of ponies doesn't earn you wings, Shakes!" Fume gave his brother a high-five.

"So...what now, Garble?" The blue one asked while patting Clump on the shoulder for comfort.

"Well, Vex..." Garble grasped his hands together as he loomed over the defeated male dragon. "I think it's about time we taught this runt a lesson." He leaned in. "You feel confident now, Spike?"

"My friends will come...you can count on it." Spike gritted his teeth. "I won't let you harm Ponyville."

"Guy's got a fire in his chest, I'll tell you that." Shakes observed.

"Spike speaks the truth. Friendship has brought us more allies than you can think." The blue dragoness said. "Not that I don't wish to indulge in smashing all your thick skulls together."

"That's cute, Ember." Vex smirked. "Real cute. No wonder you're our princess."

"You know...I have a suggestion for what we do with them." The handsome tan dragon moved in. "What was the original plan again?"

"We gonna teach them a lesson!" Puff balled his hands into fist.

"Yeah! A lesson!" Fume agreed. "...What kind?"

"The one where we start our improv group." Garble smirked before getting out a whiffle bat. "We'll be drunken sailors and you two will be seals."

"A whiffle bat?" Spike raised an eyebrow. "Really?"

"I agree with the prisoner." The tan dragon moved closer.

"Nobody asked you, Friyz!" Garble glared. "Anyway, who wants to go first? I'm in a generous mood."

"I wanna! I wanna!" Clump raised his hand.

"Can we draw straws?" Shakes asked.

"You all think too slow." Friyz took off his shirt. "I think a more...fitting punishment is in order."

"Okay. Where are you going with this?" Vex asked. "Why'd you take off your shirt?"

"Simple." Friyz kicked Spike to the ground. "On your knees. Now."

Not having much of a choice, Spike obeyed.

"What are you doing to him?" Ember asked. "If it involves that bat, we aren't intimidated in the...what the..."

Ziiiip!

"Dude! What's with the sausage fest?" Garble asked as his newest (and oldest) member let his dick hang out.

"I'll instruct you what to do later." The tan dragon pointed at Garble. "For now, let me make one thing clear to this...pony-borne." He slapped Spike. "You don't deserve your happiness. You are now my BITCH. I will drill every hole Unicron put into your slender frame. I will make your last moments agony for your very existence. Think I am kidding? Let me make it clearer to you."

Before Spike could object, he was punched square in the face, drawing blood. Friyz grabbed the back of the drake's head and slammed his mouth down on his cock. His claws dug into Spike's head as he bobbed up and down on the villain's crotch. The drake's eyes widened. The only time he remembered something like this happening was when Rumble got too frisky with the alcohol. Only, that was good (barring the hangover). This was NOT.

"Um...aren't we gonna...you know...beat him up?" Garble asked, getting a bit uncomfortable with the situation.

"You and the rest..." Friyz said, a wicked smile on his face. "Spread her legs. Deflower her. Make her suffer."

"WHOA!" The dragons gasped.

"That's sick! That's as sick as what's happening right now!" Puff screamed.

"We're bad boys, yeah, but not rapists!" Clump exclaimed.

"What they said!" Garble agreed. "This is getting out of control! Ember's hot and all, but sweet Bahamut, NO!"

"Do as I say or I'll do to all of you what I did to this duo." The tan one narrowed his eyes. "Isn't that why you got me on your team?"

"I will NEVER let any of you take me." Ember growled, though she felt horror creep up in her heart as she watched her friend get mouth-raped by the dragon's cock. "Besides, I'm not into men...that often."

"Sweeeet." Fume and Shakes said to each-other with that fact out of the way. They were still uncomfortable as they grabbed her arms while Vex and Clump spread out her legs. Her confidence in staying a pure maiden was growing short.

"Don't feel so glum. Your friend seems to be enjoying this." Friyz said as Spike grasped his own cock and rubbed it as he slathered his tongue all over his foe's cock. It tasted too good, after all. However, he felt like he was going to choke when the tan one pushed him in harder. "Just wait until I tear a new hole in that ass of yours." Spike let out a pathetic whimper at that.

Garble and Puff looked at the captive dragoness. They gulped and were ready to remove their pants.

"Forgive me, mom..." Garble whispered to himself.

Ember closed her eyes, wishing Tartarus upon Friyz...

...who found himself against a rock, slammed into it by a force beyond his comprehension. Spike coughed out the precum and gasped for air. His balls were burning, but at least he wasn't enduring that anymore. He and the other dragons looked at their savior.

The alien had come...and he looked mad.

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"Alright. Who had the balls?" Friyz asked, utterly annoyed. He got off the rock and dusted himself. He looked upon his new opponent. "Well, you certainly don't look like you're from around here. Who knows? If I get what I want, I might share...nah. You're nothing but an outsider."

The alien pointed at him and got into a fighting stance. His tail slammed to the ground as he prepared to fight. However, he then spread his hand out and placed them on his heart, interrupting the odd techno music that had been playing. He pointed to an area far away from here.

"You...don't want to fight?" Friyz raised an eyebrow. "HA! If you think that will save you, you're dead wrong. I came here for bitches and wine. And I forgot the wine. Rather, I'm at my peak. Anyone who gets in my way dies today."

"Why did we hire this guy again?" Clump asked Garble.

"He seemed strong." Garble shrugged. "I mean, a bit crazy, but strong."

"I'm surrounded by idiots." Ember sighed.

The alien let out a sigh before getting into a fighting stance, resuming the music.

"Jerk fight! Jerk fight!" Vex shouted.

"This should be interesting." Puff said as the alien zoomed at his foe.

Friyz, with enough speed to match Rainbow Dash's own, flew to the sky. He smirked at his opponent on the ground. "I have the skies. You have the dirt. Get the pic-"

Before he could finish, the monster's knee smashed into the side of his face, sending him hurtling into a cliff-face. The alien closed the distance instantly and slammed him to the ground. With his tail, he grabbed the dragon's throat and spun him around a bit before throwing him to an area closer to the audience. Friyz got back up and attempted to retaliate, but the alien just teleported.

Suddenly, a volley of energy shots coming from the monster's finger headed towards him. They all hit the ground near him, creating a cloud of dust. He blew it away...only to the have the monster's fist plow itself deep into his stomach. It didn't tear any skin, but it did send him flying into another rock.

"Okay. You can hit hard. I'll give you that." Friyz gritted his teeth. He gasped when he noticed a cut on his cheek. "YOU BASTARD! YOU...ahem. I simply want to tell you I want you dead now. Really. Right now. On your knees. Like a bitch. Kinda like the pony-borne here."

"Oh, can we not?!" Spike yelled.

The alien landed on a rock, one foot on it only. He raised his hands to the sky.

"What? Did you catch a fish that big? Are you praying to whatever god you worship?" Friyz eyed the being cautiously.

"Or maybe, he's doing that!" Shakes pointed to the various floating rocks in the air. Some of them were the size of stallions and some were as big as small Manehatten buildings.

With a push of his arms, the rocks flew at Friyz. Keeping his wits, he flew through the rain of boulders. However, the alien suddenly appeared above him and elbowed his head, sending him into the path of a falling boulder. By the time the rain was done, the dragon was buried under a mountain of rubble.

With a scream of rage, Friyz blasted his way out of the mound, covered in cuts and bruises. "I WILL NOT BE HUMILIATED BY A FREAKISH WRETCH!"

The alien just let out a deep metallic chuckle. The ground started to shake. It shook ever more violently when the alien let out a hearty laugh.

"You...think I'm joking?! YOU THINK I'M FUNNY?!" Friyz's mouth expelled flames as he spoke. "HOW DO YOU THINK I'M FUNNY?! You know what, screw this! Everyone dies!"

With that, he flew up into the air and charged a massive energy blast in his mouth. In just 3 seconds, he fired it upon the Earth.

"Get out of the way, dude!" Garble shouted at the stranger, who just stared at the incoming blast.

"Garble showing empathy. This is an odd day." Ember folded her arms. "Stop staring. Surely you've seen a dragoness naked before."

"Nah." Everyone said sadly.

"Maybe a little." Fume added.

Before the beam could hit the Earth, the alien actually flew into the beam. He flew all the way to the creator of such a beam, to which he clocked his jaw. Friyz gargled some blood before he was slammed down to the ground by the alien's tail. He tried to get up after that, but the monster's foot came down on him, crushing his spine.

The alien picked up the limp dragon, checking for signs of life. Judging by the fading breathing, he was losing his life fast. Shrugging, he tapped the dragon on the head. He dropped him and jumped backwards all the way back to the audience. He gave them a thumbs up.

"Gee. Thanks." Spike said. "So...what now?"

"AUUUUUGH!!! Friyz screamed in agony as a change began to overcome his body. His fingers shrunk into his hands, his arms and legs became thin and glass-like, his body inflated like two balloons stacked on each-other, and his nose became even sharper and more like a carrot. He let out one final gasp of air before his eyes and mouth turned into rocks. His skin melted, revealing snow underneath. The legs fell off, as well.

"Did he just turn Friyz into a snowman?" Vex asked.

"Serves him right." Shakes snorted. "Nobody's gonna make us do THAT again."

"You know what? Let's go home." Garble sighed. "See you later, Spike. We'll get our vengeance someday...just not today. I...might need therapy."

"You do that." Spike said uneasily.

The other dragons followed Garble as they flew into the sky, away from the scene. Once they left, Ember grabbed Spike's shoulders and leaned over to him, earning a blush from the drake.

"Are you hurt?" Ember asked, in a voice that contrasted with her violent demeanor before. "I promise you. I'll make sure that never happens to you again and..." She noticed his penis was still erect and rubbing against her pussy. "...I think we should put our clothes back on."

"Yeah. Agreed." Spike said as he did as he was told. He had to wonder, though. Since when did he start liking the taste of cock? Twilight always said it was never shameful to get in touch with your feminine side, but this was ridiculous.

The twosome turned to their savior, who tilted his head. "Hey, uh...." Spike began. "Thanks for the save...whoever you are."

"What name do you go by, brave warrior?" Ember asked while trying to maintain eye contact with the mighty being. She may have not been into men that much, but damn, did this guy look like Bahamut reincarnated. And yet, despite that terrifying look, he looked so gentle and kind.

The alien said nothing. He simply gave the two a hug. It was less awkward due to them having their clothes on again, but it still felt like it came out of nowhere. He released them and leaned in.

"At least you're friendly." Spike said. "Glad to meet a good pal once in a while." He extended his hand. "Spike Sparkle. At your service."

"And there's the dragon honor talking." Ember said before bowing. "I am Princess Ember. Emissary of the Dragon Kingdom. You have made a valuable ally out of me. Now, please. What is your name? Do you have one?"

The monster grasped his chin, as if in wonder.

"I'm guessing...no." Spike said. "I've got one!" He exclaimed after looking at the dragon-turned-snowman. "Shatterhail! Nopony messes with a guy named Shatterhail!"

"I'll admit. Pretty sweet name." Ember said. "You're welcome to join us. We were just catching up on a few things."

The alien bowed, pleased with his name on this planet.

"I brought snacks too." Spike said. "Assuming you have a mouth."

Shatterhail patrolled the camping site, pleased with making two new friends. Not just any type of friends. Two beautiful friends. In personality and looks, they were beautiful to him. However, despite having eaten the last granola bar, he still felt like something was missing. He noticed a look of uncertainty in Spike's eyes earlier and he assumed it was because of that sordid display moments ago.

He heard signs of a conversation and decided to investigate. Privacy was still a bit new to him, so he thought that this wouldn't hurt to peek on his friends having conversation.

"So...about what you said about liking girls..." Spike began nervously.

"Yes? Is something wrong about that?" Ember asked.

"No! No. Nothing wrong. Twilight's bisexual, so I would know." Spike grasped the back of his head. "I'm sorry. It's just that...well..."

"Spike, I know you like me. It's kinda plain to see." Ember placed a claw on his shoulder. "I'm sorry, but...I'm not interested in a relationship with a man. Maybe we could cuddle a bit, but nothing too serious. I'll even take off my armor."

Spike sighed and flopped onto his sleeping bag. "Wow. You figured out what Rarity couldn't in seconds. No offense to her, though."

"Did your crush on her just...not work out?" Ember asked. "If you don't mind me asking, of course."

"Yep. Right on the mark." Spike rolled his eyes. "I guess it wasn't meant to be. Sweetie Belle fell for Pipsqueak, Apple Bloom fell for Featherweight, and now...well, it's not your fault, but..."

"Could we still be friends?" Ember asked, her expression a comforting one.

"Yeah. It's fine." Spike said. Ember was about to remove her armor when...

Smash! Shatterhail ripped open the tent and got on one knee. He waved at the panicked duo to keep them from panicking.

"Uh...how much did you hear?" Spike asked. The alien responded by drawing a circle in the air and putting a plus sign in the center.

"I'm going to assume all of it." Ember said. "Look, thanks for saving us, but mind your own business."

"You're REALLY not from around here, are you?" Spike said as Shatterhail turned to him. "Like some kind of...space alien or something. None of Twilight's books describe anything like you."

Shatterhail just responded by looking at him, then Ember. Spike, then Ember. Ember, then Spike. He suddenly jerked up and held his index finger to the air, indicating he had an idea. He followed through on whatever he was thinking by tapping Spike on the forehead. He stepped back, his muscular body looming over his friends.

"Okay. What did you just do?" Spike asked before grasping his stomach a bit. "I feel...kinda funny."

"Spike! Your spikes! Is it me or are they getting...sharper?" Ember observed. Indeed, Spike's...spikes fit her description. His body was also getting a bit slimmer. His spade at the end of his tail grew sharper as well.

"What the?! This is getting kinda weird!" Spike turned to Shatterhail as he felt his crotch tingle with a strange sensation. "I know you don't talk much but-" He gasped as he put his hands to his mouth. His voice had taken on a higher pitch kinda like Twilight's. He felt further changes to his physique come, even a bit at the chest.

By the time he stopped feeling funny (or feeling funnier by the minute, actually), he paused to look at himself. Ember gasped at what she saw. To say Spike looked different was quite the understatement.

Spike looked at his chest once more. To his surprise, he had breasts. Small ones, yes, but breasts, nonetheless. He looked at what was under his pants and gasped at the sight of a pussy in place of a penis.

"I'm...a girl, now?" Spike asked, blushing madly at these changes. Granted, he admitted, he certainty didn't look bad looking. He already had a bit of a sleek body before, but now, he...no...she felt like she could attract quite a few males.

"Shatterhail...you changed him, but...why?" Ember asked the alien, confused. The monster just rubbed the back of his head and pointed to the two of them. He made a heart symbol with his hands to emphasize his point.

"I think he did this...for us." Spike said as she rubbed her claws over her body. She had to admit. Having a new body like this felt taboo, yet so good at the same time. Never had she felt smoother scales, aside from Ember's. Speaking of which...

"Spike..." Ember gazed at her transformed friend. It was almost as if everything she wanted in a woman (barring muscles, but she could compromise) was put in a friend-shaped package. "Are you sure you're comfortable with this?"

"You know what? Weirder things have happened." Spike sighed. "And, you know, I don't think Spike's gonna cut it. I need a new name. Something like...Barb. Yeah. Has a nice ring to it." She knelt down to Ember's level. "Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"

Ember thought for a moment. She always liked Spike, but more as a friend. However, with a body change like this, how could she refuse? "You know what? Yes."

Shatterhail had also gotten a good look at Barb and he let out a squee. She looked absolutely adorable, for Faust's sake! It helped she was wearing the same outfit as she did when she was male. All that was missing was a thong.

"You know that I'M thinking right now?" Ember said, grasping her hands on Barb's rear. "What if...we were to invite Shatterhail in what's about to happen? Like I said, I like guys just a little. Consider this gratification for the big guy." Now, THAT caught the alien's attention. She turned her head to the mighty one, seductively smirking at him. "Just you wait, warrior. We'll get to you. For now..."

Ember was now on top of Barb. She traced a finger across her friend's waist before finally laying down on her. "Pucker up, babe." Barb smiled before she and Ember kissed.

Both moaned into it as their hands felt each-other's bodies. Slowly, they discarded their clothing, breaking the kiss a few times in order to do so. Finally, their naked bodies could press against one-another to continued to the make-out session.

Shaterhail watched with curiosity as the two dragonesses mated. Barb wrapped herself around Ember as their tails wrapped around each-other as well. Their nipples rubbed against each-other, furthering the moaning. Their forked tongues explored every inch of their mouths. Eventually, the stopped, but not before Ember's fingers rubbed against Barb's pussy.

"You've been waiting for far too long to be mated. That which is for certain." Ember cooed as her fingers gently inserted into her mate's pussy, causing Barb to wiggle and pant. "What a coincidence." She laid her head on Barb's sholder, nibbling at the collorbone and earning a happy sigh from her mate. "So have I."

Shatterhail began to breath heavily, new sensations hitting him like a pile of bricks, as Ember licked Barb's right breast. Before she could continue sucking on her nipples, Ember noticed her mate's pussy, pulsing with want. Barb's panting was also indicative of the desire.

"Ember, please..." Barb begged. "Take me. Make me yours." She let out a small gasp as Ember placed her snout into Barb's pussy. She tasted so good. Minty, actually. Barb grabbed her chest as Ember continued to indulge herself. Right now, though, the blue dragoness was rubbing her own pussy, wanting at least something to be in it.

She got her wish when she felt something warm against it. She turned her head to the perpetrator. It was Shatterhail, his cock now exposed. Apparently, he was keeping it inside of him and he certainly didn't disappoint when finally revealing it. For some reason, though, it was purple.

"Alright, then. Make US yours. Polygamy it is, then." Ember said.

"Don't forget me." Barb panted. "If there's one dick I want inside me, it's yours."

The alien nodded his head as he entered Ember slowly. She let out a yelp of pain as he entered her. A bit of blood leaked out after her virginity was ended in that moment. "Please...more!" Ember then continued to pleasure Barb's pussy.

For a few moments, Ember let Shatterhail pound into her entrance, his strong hands massaging her waist as he did so. Her wings flapped wildly as she allowed him to rut her and she buried herself further into her mate. Barb was close at this point, laying on the ground and moaning as she rubbed her breasts.

"E-e-e-EMBER!" Barb shouted. "I'm cumming!"

"MMMMPTH!" Ember moaned as she felt her own orgasm coming her way. The same could be said for Shatterhail, who groaned as he felt that sensation.

Eventually, it all came to a head. Barbara screamed to the heavens as she came. Dragon cum now covered most of Ember's face. Speaking of which, the princess lifted her head into the air and let out a lustful roar before both she herself came all over Shatterhail's dick. Her roar got a higher pitch as the alien came inside of her, filling her to the brim with extraterrestrial seed.

The two laid there, panting. Shatterhail's dick receded back into its place and the alien just sat there, regaining his strength.

Soon, the dragonesses were licking the cum off of each other. They finished the cleaning and they just stared into each-other's eyes.

"You're so beautiful." Ember said. "I'm beginning to like the color green."

"Likewise, I'm gonna think about you when I see the color blue." Barb cooed before they gave each other another kiss, this time on the lips.

"Say, when do you think you yourself are ready for Shatterhail's cock?" Ember asked after they pulled away.

Barb blushed. "Maybe tomorrow. I need just one day with this new body." She nuzzled her face into Ember's. "And, you know what, for you, I'm never going back."

Shatterhail then grasped the two in his arms and cradled them in them. They were now on top of each-other again. The alien, pleased with today, wrapped a blanket around them, ready for sleep.

The dragonesses held hands and nuzzled their noses. "I love you, Ember." Barb whispered.

"I love you too, Barb." Ember responded. Their heads both turned to the alien.

"We love you, Shatterhail." They both said, giving him a peck on the cheek (left for Barb and right for Ember). The monstrous being had a really red blush on his face and a comical expression on his face. With that, the couple fell asleep in each-others arms.

As they were sleeping, though, Shatterhail turned his head to the stars. Something was wrong. Something evil was coming. His red eyes glowed with anger.

Nobody was going to harm his mates. NO-ONE.

Amethyst Star watched in horror as her sister, Dinky Doo, was devoured by Big Mac's cock. She went head-first, masking her screams for help. She wondered how should could save her sister, but also how things went wrong. She got word from Big Mac on the phone that Applejack wanted to see them. Their mother, being the good soul she was, allowed them to go and visit.

Naturally, it all ended up with them getting knocked out and waking up to this nightmare. "STOP! LET HER GO, YOU MONSTER!" Amethyst screamed in desperation as Dinky's legs kicked uselessly. Almost her entire body was getting engulfed and it wouldn't be long before she had been devoured and, soon, absorbed into cum.

"Hungry...I...so hungry...no...for Applejack...she need...need cum..." Mac said mindlessly. Mac was no more. Only the parasite controlling his brain dictated what he said. Soon enough, Dinky was inside the scrotum. However, unlike Apple Bloom, she wasn't absorbed as quickly. He turned to Amethyst Star, who had tears leaking down her face alongside a panicked expression.

"Please...give her back..." Amethyst begged. Mac just pushed her to the ground and grabbed her legs. She could feel her hooves be enveloped by the cock. "NO! PLEASE! LET ME GO!"

"More cum...double cum..." Mac said. It was at that moment Applejack crawled into the room. Amethyst got a good look at the changed mare, her eyes widening in disgust and horror.

"Applejack!" She reached out for her. "Help me!" Her other fingers grasped at the ground beneath her. Already, her breasts were getting enveloped.

Suddenly, Applejack crawled quickly until their faces met. The cum pony, instead of helping her out, just kissed her on the mouth, filling it with cum.

"GUH! Nuh! Uh! Uuuuh! UUUURRRRK!" Amethyst Star tried to speak, but the cum was spreading inside her body already, as evidenced by her eyes becoming milky white and her skin taking on the same color as the slurry. She would be absorbed the moment she slid fully into the other scrotum.

'Mother...I'm sorry I couldn't be a better sister...I'm sooooooory...." And with that, she was cum. Already, Dinky had been digested into cum, so it was a fair trade.

Applejack placed her mouth on Big Mac's urethra and moaned as she drank the cum loads from the cock. She could feel her needs be satisfied as she fed on were once the children of Ditzy Doo.

Had Mac retained his consciousness, he would have noticed something odd about his transformed sister. Though she was once the color of spunk, her gooey body had been looking a bit yellow in some areas. Now, she had various pulsating purple and grey spots to accommodate that as well. The cutie marks of Amethyst Star and Dinky Doo floated across her body.

"Love...big brother's...cum..." Applejack said after she finished.

Big Mac kissed her, but it wasn't enough to the parasite.

There were more ponies to absorb and feed to their beloved. And he would exterminate his own kind than see her starve.

To think something worse (more or less) was befalling the Griffin Kingdom in a few moments.

TO BE CONTINUED...

Author's Notes:

Whew! What a ride! Perhaps there's some hope for Equestria? For when there's love, there's hope.

Also, though this takes place in the art style of the artist known as Slypon, I'd like to think Barb's design is akin to ss2sonic's one. Like this, exactly, right down to the outfit.

Stay tuned for more as we DASH our way to the next chapter! Somebody flog me with a tire iron for that pun...