"She's in the cave!" Double Diamond met his friends halfway back to the town. "I saw a huge pod-thing in there. So I pressed up against it and felt a pegasus inside! We have to help her now, everypony!" He was trapped between feeling anxious and heroic. Double wanted to save Night from what his brain was telling him was dangerous, but his libido kept suggesting that maybe she will come out feeling as good as he does.

"Our track record in stopping the plant from doing things isn't…" Tight turned and looked back at his tail, and froze. "… g-g-good." On the tip of his twitching tail, a grasping "hand," like the plant itself had, was growing at the tip. "It seems to do whatever it wants to us."

Sugar watched the direction of her husband's gaze, and reached out a hoof to rub the little gripper on his tail. "At the very least we need to welcome her to the 'club.' So let's go." She started to march past Double, surprising him. "Well?"

"Yeah!" Double liked the intent, but his enthusiasm was dampened at the idea that he couldn't do anything to save Night Glider from the plant's machinations. He turned and stomped off after Sugar Belle. "Will it do this," he gestured to Sugar with a hoof, "to Night as well?"

"That seems to be what it has been doing with all of us so far." Patched joined the two at Double's side, while Tight took Sugar's. "Expect her to wake up disoriented and horny. If the latter is particularly prevalent," the doctor grinned, blushing only a little, "I will make sure she is not lacking for somepony to slake her needs on."

Double had forged such a new connection with the doctor that he immediately felt relief, rather than shock that she would offer. Relief mingled with arousal, as the thought of Night screwing the doctor flashed to Double Diamond's mind. Even trotting towards the cave, he reached out a leg to give the doc a hug. "Thanks…"

Patched Scrape looked up at the bigger pony, and found that despite his acting like a dolt sometimes, she really liked Double Diamond for the honest and plain-spoken stallion that he was. "Anything for…" she huffed a little chuckle, "I guess we are fillyfriends and coltfriends."

"I guess we are." Double gave one more squeeze with his leg before letting Patched go. "Let's go and get our fillyfriend back!"

Patched had to admit that even the silliest thing Double said could be inspirational, he just had a way of making everything a great event. "Alright!" Her gait matched Double's, and side by side they marched to the cave with their friends beside them.

The darkness in the cave was cut twice by Sugar and Patched working together with their magic. Shining their horns, Sugar's seemed nearly twice as bright as she had ever produced before.

"I don't understand what is going on with my magic." Sugar reached a hoof up to gently stroke her horn, and nearly shuddered in pleasure at the touch. Blinking at the lust the simple touch had engendered. "It's like I am gaining my magic all over again."

"Very strange." Patched tried to shield her own eyes from the bright light of Sugar's horn, while examining it. "I can see little patches of black lines just under your velvet." She lifted a hoof and tried to stroke the horn, only for Sugar to jerk back.

"It's… it's alright. I am sure the plant has something planned…" While Sugar wasn't about to let the doctor induce such pleasure in her horn, her mind was already swirling with ideas to try with Tight later. A happy thought helped reinforce the idea that the plant was doing something good, but try as Sugar might, she couldn't locate the threat of her mind it came from. Shrugging it off as just a subconscious thought, she made her way into the plants main chamber.

While Sugar's superior light lit up the chamber brightly, Patched and Double rushed to the big black pod that held a pony-sized shape inside. "That's her, it has to be!" Double wasn't molested by the plant as he neared the pod. Lifting one hoof, he gently stroked the sides.

Patched stepped up beside Double, and without the need to use her horn for light, tried to weave spells that would tell her Night's vitals. "I almost forgot what it was like pushing against the plant's magic resistance." The pod seemed like a black veil to her magic.

"Well, just relax. No point trying to stop it." Tight fluffed his wings a little and feeling happy to be back in a cave. Behind him, his tail lashed around a few times, and he had the oddest sensation of the hand on the end opening and holding something.

"Thank you, dear." Sugar Belle pulled some more of her husband's special treat (shortbread that she baked for him) from the saddlebags she had brought. Passing it over to Tight's tail, it conveniently took hold of it for her. "I don't see why you have so much trouble with your tail, it is a perfect little darling." Closing her bag's flap, she took the two packages of food out and sat down.

"What are you doing?" Double Diamond looked incredulous at his two friends; Sugar and Tight had settled down on the vine-covered floor of the cave and were sharing their breakfast. "Night is still in there!"

"I'll keep an eye on her, Double." Patched Scrape was still working magic at the pod, trying to get her diagnosis spells to bypass the plant's protection. "Eat something, keep your strength up."

Double hated the idea of eating when his fillyfriend was still trapped, but he swallowed his pride. Sitting down beside Tight, he reached for a square of the shortbread. He was about to open his mouth and try some, but just as he took a bite, a warm thought came to him that told him everything would be alright. He chewed thoughtfully, deciding that he had no chance but to trust the plant and that inner voice.

Night woke from the sleep the plant had induced her into. Feeling strange, she realized part of the problem was the tight plant flesh she was wrapped in. 'I wish I could tell Double and Patched I am safe, they are probably worried sick,' she thought. Slowly, the plant brought her more and more awake, flushing the chemical cocktail it had sedated her with.

With her body feeling oddly different, like a lot of little things had changed, Night got a sense of readiness. Anticipating whatever the plant had planned next, she was not quite ready for having something thick and hard shoved into her rear. Gasping around a tentacle in her mouth, she tried to squirm as the thing pushed deeper and deeper, before suddenly breaking loose inside her.

More time passed, and Night felt herself growing drowsy again. Relaxing in the embrace of the pod, she drifted in and out of sleep while the thing in her rear seemed to slowly grow into her very body.

"It's opening!" Patched dared not look away from the plant as the thing quivered again, and she spotted a surprised, azure colored face poke out of the opening the pod had just made. Still lodged in the mare's mouth, the tentacle that was obviously feeding her air swelled and contracted with each breath. "Now, now. Let her go; she doesn't need this." Patched reached a hoof up and tapped the errant tentacle.

"Thank you…" Night only got the words out after a few panting gasps. Pushing at the opening, she got her white-gray mane out next. "Do I just keep pushing?"

Double Diamond crowded forward. "Night! Are you okay? Did it hurt you? What was it doing inside th—" He stopped as a goop-covered hoof reached up and pressed to his snout.

"Calm down." Night realized her head was clearer than it had been since she had first "sampled" Double Diamond. "Come on plant, let me out. What are you going to do, keep me here forever?" She bunched her muscles and pushed.

"Wow…" Double hadn't moved fast enough, and had been pushed back by Night Glider. Her strength seemed more than a match for his own, despite her slimmer build. "Hey, push against my hoof." He held a limb up and braced with all the rest.

Night was a bit confused, and still only two-thirds "born" from the plant. "Can it wait, DD?" She leaned forward and kissed his hoof, then stumbled and fell forwards against him.

"Hey, she has a tail like mine!" Tight was standing well away, beside Sugar Belle, to avoid any needs Night Glider might have on emerging. Night's tail wasn't exactly like his, it was barely half the length, but had already sprouted a growing bud on the tip. "Almost like mine. Hey Sweets, can you talk to hers?"

Sugar Belle pondered and reached out in the same way she did to Tight's tail, and amazingly Night's new, hairless tail arched up and waved to her. "I think that answers your question?" She gave a cute little wave back to the friendly appendage. A sudden thought hit Sugar Belle, 'What if I am actually controlling them?'

With a thought at the tail, Sugar watched it twitch, and another made it move a bit more. "Alright, this is strange." She tilted her head a little to the side and focused on it. "I think… I think whatever is controlling the tails has something to do with me."

"Well, yeah. They seem to love you." Tight glared back at his tail, but saw the length hanging passively down behind him. As he watched, the tail curled up and arched over his back. Leaning his head directly back, Tight watched the hand on the tip of his tail come closer and closer, then bump against his nose. "Y-Y-Your asking it to do that, right?"

"No." Sugar relaxed her thoughts, and the tail immediately swung back and into a neutral position. "Not… not really. I told it to by thinking about it. Yours seems easier to work with, but I think I can do Night's too."

"So when it is being annoying…" Tight brought his head forward and down again, and looked intently at his wife. If he had to guess her emotions, Tight would have gone with introspective.

"Oh I know I don't control them all the time, not consciously." Sugar was sure of that. She reached a leg out and up, and deliberately didn't think at the tail. The hand lifted, closed into a tight grip, and bopped itself against her hoof.

Night heard her two closest friends talking about her, discussing the change to her tail, and how her cutie mark had changed a little, but she couldn't shake her attention from Sugar Belle. Lifting her hooves, she started to walk over to Sugar and Tight.

"Whoa! Hey Night!" Patched found she was actually anticipating the moment that was upon her. Turning her back end to Night Glider, she waggled her plot from side to side. "You need some relief?"

The absurdity of the moment confused Night at first. She broke her attention from Sugar and looked at the doctor. "I… I am not really in the mood, sorry." Then another thought occurred to her. Leaning down, she looked under her belly—and smiled. "And I am not equipped for it." The words got the attention of all four already-infected ponies, and they rushed to Night and took turns looking under her belly. "Guys! A little privacy!"

"She's just a mare!"

"I don't see a penis!"

"GUYS!" Night spread her wings and wanted room. A rush of energy poured through her, and her strangely powerful new muscles—even in her wings—pushed and shoved her friends back. She wanted to hide herself. She wanted to stop them looking and poking around. She felt the plant inside her respond.

"Whoa!" Double, having been shoved back by Night's strength, froze at what happened to the mare. Course, dark brown fur sprouted all over, but the hairs were not the soft fiber of a coat, but thick cellulose. The coat thickened around Night, hiding her azure body beneath a thick layer of the brown stuff that, as he watched, seemed to mat together, forming what looked like hard bark.

Patched stared at Night Glider. The mare's wings had become a pair of large shield-like plates, and her head looked like she had a helmet of brown bark on. "Night? Are you okay? What happened?"

"I told you, stop looking at me without asking!" Night stomped a hoof, the heavy suit of plant-like armor she wore making it sound like a bear had thumped the ground. "I am hungry, and want to get out of this cave. Is that the way?" She pointed one huge foreleg towards a tunnel leading off from the plant cave.

"N-N-No, this way." Double Diamond had another reassuring thought, and he couldn't help but feel some trust for the plant. So far it hadn't hurt any of his friends, but whatever it had done to Night was something completely new. Leading the way, Double had Patched trot up to his side and light her horn. "Thanks."

The strange little group of ponies made their way from the cave, their number having swelled by one.

Author's Notes:

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