All the ponies agreed to stay in the caves a few more hours before moving the newly infested. It was cozy with them all in just a few small caves, but Bright Day had a problem—he itched. Underneath his belly, his shaft was throbbing and hard, and he couldn't help looking at everypony present as if they were his mare to mount.

Closing his eyes didn't help; when Bright surrendered to darkness, his subconscious took the reins. Every pony in the caves suddenly got up and started screwing, and he could see and smell every one of them. His fantasy plucked Sugar Belle and Tight Squeeze out of the mass of ponies, and each of them offered themselves to him. He couldn't decide, but he had to.

Lifting a forehoof, Bright was about to point when said hoof bumped something back in the real world. His eyes snapped open, and he was staring at Tight's face. More importantly, Bright Day's forehoof was planted firmly on Tight Squeeze's snout. "Uh… boop?"

Tight Squeeze waited until Bright pulled his hoof back, which didn't take long. "How are you holding up? You looked like you could use some company." He pointed with a wing, indicating the cave full of ponies, most of which had formed up into little groups.

"I can't stop thinking about it!" Bright blushed the moment he blurted out his problem. Saying it out loud made him feel his need more intimately, and he shifted his hips. Lowering his voice, he couldn't keep the need and desire from his tone. "It wants me to—to have sex with everything that moves."

"And you like that it is doing this to you?" Tight watched Bright's hips twitch and shift again. Remembering the acute need the plant had driven him to, Tight couldn't help but feel even more for the other stallion.

"No." Bright was lying. He adored what it made him want to do, and he even loved that he had to keep himself stifled. Anything that reminded him that his body was the tool of the plant was a just another little thing to make him groan inside.

Tight Squeeze knew Bright well enough by now to know he was lying. "Are you sure? I think it's pretty hot."

Bright paused for a moment, his brain not quite following what had been said. "S-S-Sorry? You thought it—thought it was hot?" He stared at Tight, trying to make sense of the other stallion's words. "But I thought I—"

"You thought you were the only pony the plant is messing with? The only pony who likes how their life is now?" Ruffling his oversize wings, Tight Squeeze couldn't deny that he was hard as a rock. "I think it isn't just using sexual urges to control us. I think it wants foals—lots and lots of foals."

"S-So it wants me to get all the mares pregnant? Am I meant to fight for them?" Bright didn't like the sound of that. He wanted himself to be the one controlled, not be the pony to control others.

"Oh, not at all. But you know the plant makes most of us be both, right?" Tight had worked hard to stop feeling anything but good about his feminine side, and it showed now in his steady words.

"But not me, right? I mean, I came out of it and I don't have a vagina. I must be staying a stallion." Each word came out slower and slower as Bright Day watched Tight's expression turn from neutral to denial. "R-Right?"

Tight Squeeze was a little surprised by Bright's response, but as Tight looked back at his own changes, he realized that he would have been the same way. "It took me over a week to grow all that. It is slow, but for the type of hybrid the plant is making you into, you are going to have both."

Some confusion swelled around Bright Day's head as his own ideas on what was happening clashed with what Tight Squeeze was saying. When it sank in that the plant was literally going to make him carry a foal for it, he groaned and humped at the ground.

"But… I don't know if I am ready for this. I am going to be a mother?" Bright shifted his hips again. His shaft throbbed to be used.

"It's okay. I know where you're coming from there. I was so nervous to even have my vulva touched for fear that I would get pregnant." Memories of his times being so coy and shy to his own wife made Tight chuckle. "I am now, and I don't regret it one bit."

"I don't have anypony to help, though. I will have to raise my foal all on my—" Bright cut his sentence short, and looked at the smile on Tight's face. "What?"

"You won't have to raise anypony alone. Sugar and I will help." Tight leaned forward, and before Bright could protest, kissed the other stallion's cheek. "But you really don't have to worry about that until you have the parts."

"But what about…" Bright trailed off. He looked away from Tight Squeeze, needing something else to focus on, and wound up looking up at Sugar Belle. "S-Sugar! I wasn't, and he wasn't, and neither of us—"

"Shh. Bright Day, do you need some relief?" Sugar asked in the same way she would ask if a pony wanted cake, or if they would like something else baked instead.

Bright Day's body was screaming at him, shouting down his reason to accept. He choked a little, and shoved back at the need. "I don't want to take advantage of you!" A wing curled around his side.

Lifting as he stood up, Tight Squeeze used his new, bigger wing to pull Bright to his hooves too. "You couldn't take advantage of us. It's two against one, it would be us taking advantage of you." He gestured with his other wing towards the deeper caves where the plant resided.

Putting one hoof before the other, Bright Day surrendered to his needs. "Why?"

"Because you looked like you needed somepony's help, and because I don't know what I would have done if Tight hadn't been there for me." Sugar Belle walked on the opposite flank from her husband.

Bright Day was about to ask Sugar Belle for some light, when he stepped into the deeper cave and saw a soft glow coming from the plant. But there was more: Tight Squeeze's wings both had the same glow coming from his feathers, and his tail was illuminated too. "Wow."

"Was I this distracted when I was first changed?" Sugar Belle watched as Bright's eyes wouldn't leave her husband's rump.

"You were fixated, dear, remember?" Tight turned a little, making sure his tail was tucked to the side as he turned his rump to face Bright.

"I had a lot to be fixated on." She couldn't completely work out what it was about playing for another stallion's enjoyment, but Sugar Belle found it was something that turned her on. Her wider belly bumped up against Tight's flatter one so they were standing side by side. She turned to Tight, and offered him her lips.

Almost ready to scream in need, Bright Day watched as his two friends made out. His eyes trailed down from their faces to their plots, and he saw heaven. Both looked perfect in their own way. Sugar Belle was the picture of a healthy mare with foal, and Tight Squeeze was exotic, and a reminder that the plant was in control of their sex lives.

Bright felt a rush of feelings pour over him like honey. He leaned forward and nibbled on Tight's tail. But his target was Sugar Belle. The well-rounded plot, and swollen, aroused lips of Sugar's vulva were hypnotizing. He jumped forward and up.

"Looks like it's your turn, sugar-puff." Tight broke the kiss only long enough to congratulate Sugar, before returning to the embrace. The kiss deepened, and Tight pressed his advantage. He felt movement, sharp and repetitive, echo through his wife's body. He half turned, breaking the kiss to watch Bright Day in his moment of bliss.

Tight Squeeze knew too well what the plant could drive a pony to, and with another nuzzle to his wife, he circled around to Bright Day's union with Sugar Belle. "I remember what this was like." He reached a wing to brush at Bright's flank.

"There—there's a lot of single ponies in—in town." Every third or fourth thrust drove all the air from Sugar Belle's lungs, and caused her to speak in halting gasps. "Somepony needs to—to—to get them together."

Bright was lost in a haze of bliss. His shaft was clutched tightly in a mare—one he had lusted after for some time—and there was nothing he could do to resist. Not that he wanted to. He bucked for all he was worth, giving his body to the tight leash the plant held over his libido. Unable to hold back in the slightest, he gave a deep groan and pounded rapidly, shoving himself as deep in Sugar Belle as he could before his body exploded.

Sugar Belle was surprised at how quickly Bright Day had spent himself. She turned to look at him and saw him practically collapsed on her back. "Wow. Somepony really needed that." She used her magic to stroke under Bright's jaw. "Tight, honey, I don't think he will be ready for another performance just yet. You are going to have to wait."

"Oh, I bet I can get him going again." Tight spread a wing up and over Bright's back, and leaned up to whisper in his ear. "Bright? Remember when the plant had you?" He kept his voice low, but made sure Bright heard it. There was no sign of life until Bright managed a slight nod. "Remember that feeling of it taking something out of you?"

Bright's mind was fuzzy and confused. He focused on Tight Squeeze's voice, and nodded a second time.

"It took both your balls, Bright, but it only put one back." Tight's lips brushed Bright's twitching ear. "The plant took part of you, and put that into a mare to make her a fertile stallion. Every time she blows her load, it is actually the plant using you in just another way."

"What?!" Sugar gasped as Bright humped against her. The second buck drew more of a moan, and she melted under him as his body started up again. "W-W-What did you say?" Her body rocked with the force of each buck.

"Sugar? Tight? Are you in here?" Poking his head into the deep cave, Double Diamond froze at the sight before him. Bright Day was pounding Sugar Belle. "Get off her!"

"Wait!" Tight tried to interrupt Double's charge, but he was too slow. Double Diamond collided with Bright Day, knocking him from Sugar Belle's back. "They're okay…"

"What are you doing to Sugar Belle? What do you think Tight is going to say if he sees this?" In his righteous anger, Double Diamond didn't notice that it was Tight who tried to stop him—the dim light didn't help matters either. "And you!" He pointed a hoof at Tight. "Why aren't you stopping them—st… stopping… Tight?!"

"Hiya DD." Tight started to get up off the floor of the cave, only to have Sugar Belle help lift him with her magic. "I appreciate looking out for us, but we have this under control. Bright needed to work off some energy."

Double Diamond looked incredulous. He spun on Sugar Belle. "How could you?"

"How could I 'what'? Double Diamond?" On her hooves, Sugar Belle lifted Bright up onto his hooves, and nuzzled at his cheek.

"Tight! You can't do this!" Stomping his heavy hoof, Double Diamond blew a blast of air from his nose. "It's just not right!"

"Wait a second." Tight put a protective wing over Bright's back. "What isn't right? The three of us helping each other work out urges?"

"Yeah! You're married!" Double looked from Bright Day to Tight Squeeze. "How does that even work? You shouldn't—"

Tight looked to Sugar, and the pair nodded. "We shouldn't what, Double? Make ponies happy? How is this different from you, Night, and Patched?" Tight changed targets, and nuzzled Bright's blushing cheek. "I promise to make this up to you later."

Bright was caught between excitement at getting to have some more fun and embarrassment at Double Diamond's accusations. He looked up at Double and saw a confused stallion looking back. "They offered. What was I going to do? Say no? I have had a huge crush on Sugar Belle since I moved here, and since I came out of the plant and Tight…" His mouth was running away from him, and Bright just let it keep going—he was interested to see where it would go. "Tight is the hottest stallion I have ever met."

"Damn straight he is." Sugar Belle used her magic to tickle both Tight and Bright under the chin. "Now, interruptions aside, what did you need, Double?"

Double stared, dumbfounded for a few moments until he did remember why he had come looking for Sugar and Tight. "Patched said there was a lot of strange ponies in town. She thinks it's a team of medical ponies from Manehatten!"

Sugar Belle started to run for the cave entrance, but was trapped by a glowing wing.

"Wait. You need to clean up first, Sugar." Tight held his wife only until she got the message.

"Oh!" Sugar looked around, and made her way to the farthest part of the cave away from the three stallions. She didn't take more than a moment to deal with the results of Bright Day's enjoyment, and when she returned she found Tight hugging Bright to his side. "Well look at you two."

Bright was still in a state of confusion about being suddenly attacked mid coitus, but with a comforting wing over his back he managed to relax a little. That Sugar Belle came to him for a kiss before moving to kiss Tight surprised him more, and made him feel much better.

"I think we are ready for you to lead the way back." Tight lived up to his namesake and squeezed Sugar and Bright at his sides. The moment they left the cave and rejoined the group, Tight could see there was a problem. Night Glider was on one side of Patched, while the group of ponies they had brought to the caves was on the other.

"… you said we wouldn't even last the night. What're you apologizing for?" Banjo had positioned himself between Patched and the cave entrance. "I feel better than I have in years. Yer plant saved our lives, Doc. You don't need to beat yourself up over it." There was a lot of support from the ponies who were the most recent additions to the plant's family. "They're outsiders, anyway. They don't need to know about this."

Patched looked around all the faces turned towards her. "But if we had just waited—"

Double Diamond trotted over to take Patched's side. "Nopony's complaining." He looked among the recovered, and indeed there wasn't a frown among them.

"Definitely not complainin'!" Fresh Baked pranced a little in place, a blush coming to her cheeks. "Best I've felt since before I retired." She gave a knowing look among the others. "Look, Patched, if you need to keep an eye on us that's fine, but you can't beat yourself up over this. What exactly is it the plant is going to make us do again?" She raised an eyebrow.

Milk Drop leaned across and nudged Fresh. "She said we would want to bang any stallion we could find."

Candle Bright snorted. "So you meant to say we will keep feeling like we were forty years younger? Oh no! Let me go complain to the nice doctors who will save me from this terrible fate!" She held a smirk on her face as she looked at Patched.

"They're all on your side." Nuzzling Patched's cheek, Night Glider reached up and hugged Patched. "Come on. Let's go find out what they found out." She gestured to the exit with a wing.

Taking a deep breath, Patched Scrape straightened up and nodded. "Where's Tight Squeeze and Sugar Belle?" She had only to look to the side to see her two friends, with Bright Day very close to them. She raised an eyebrow to Sugar, and only got a grin back from the mare. "Come on then!"

"The water…" Patched sat on a seat in her home, with Double Diamond and Night Glider keeping her company. "I can't believe it was the water! How could I miss something like that?!" She wanted to stomp around and throw things, but Night had berated her the first time she had tried.

"You missed it because you couldn't test for it. The doctors said all the water in town was contaminated with oil. Nopony died, Patches, not a single one." Holding the eyes of her lover, Night Glider gestured to the stack of notes on the table. "There's a lot of things you have to plan for now."

Patched blinked at Night, the topic change jarring her a little. "What do you mean?"

"Well, excusing all the work you have with documenting all the new cases of plant hybrids, you also have to think of your foal." It was true that Night had been a little shocked at the idea of being a mother, but already she was thinking about what to name her foal.

"And yet I am just as horny as I was to begin with." Patched smiled despite her mood. "I thought it was easing off, but in the last few days I have felt more horny than ever."

"I think that might be Double's fault." Night Glider looked towards Double Diamond, and saw the stallion jerk at the mention of his name. "Yes my big stud, your fault."

Double Diamond tried to look as innocent as possible. It was true he had been feeling extra horny again, too, but though he knew the reason, he didn't want to admit it.

"What do you mean?" Patched looked between her two lovers, and realized there was something pulling her towards Double. Tilting her head up, she sniffed at the air.

Night looked from Patched to Double, then back to the doctor again. "You really can't figure it out? Come on DD, show her what is making her act so crazy."

"No." Double Diamond shook his head. "It's embarrassing!"

Now that she had a direction to look, Patched was sure there was something about Double Diamond that was driving her crazy. "It's only us three here. What's to be embarrassed about?" She got up and walked over to where he was laying down.

He managed to look up at Patched for nearly ten heartbeats before Double Diamond had to drop his gaze. "It finally happened." His hips shifted of their own accord. "It changed me into a mare!"

Everything fell into place for Patched. Why Double had been acting a little skittish around her. Why she had been getting more and more worked up. "Do I really have to explain the two things wrong with that exclamation?"

Double breathed a sigh. "I'm still a stallion, and there is nothing wrong with being a mare. Sorry, but this is a little traumatic." He tapped his big forehooves together. "I-I guess you will want to breed me now?"

"That is up to you. But now that I know what is setting me off, I can take steps to not let it affect my work." Patched smiled sideways to Night Glider. "It's not like we don't have enough bits between us to keep me busy, so to speak."

Night Glider's eyes widened, and she put on a mock look of shock. "Whatever will we do?"

Patched could see Double was a little confused still, so turned around and flagged her tail to him. "It must be so terrible for ponies who don't have partners with quite so many fun bits. What do they do with their time?"

Double Diamond's body reacted immediately. His shaft started sliding free of his sheath, and he shifted his position again.

Night Glider, seeing Double looking around in confusion, groaned. "Double Diamond! You are a stallion! Show Patches that!" Curling a wing around, Night Glider thumped herself in the forehead with the feathers. "I am going to go back to that plant and get it to grow me a dong if you keep up this moping."

"Moping?" Double hadn't realized what he was doing. He took in how he had been acting, and why, and groaned. "I'm an idiot." Standing up, he leaned forward and nibbled on Patched's dock. "After this, you can have me."

"You don't have to. This is probably more arousal than I have ever had to put up with, short of that first week, but if you agree to help me with it, I can certainly live with it." Patched looked back over her shoulder, eyes locked on Double's.

"I want to. If not for you, then for me." Double turned the nibble to a sharp bite that earned him a moan from Patched. He jumped and pushed forward, his heavy barrel landing on Patched back. "This is me, now. I should learn how everything works."

Patched opened her mouth to reply, but as she was about to complement him on his new idea, Double Diamond started pushing himself into her. "Buuuuhhhckkk…" It wasn't the itch her body wanted to scratch, but it was a great substitute.

Each bit of his length that Double pushed into her, had Patched groaning and whimpering. When his groin pressed firmly against her plot, she gave a deeply satisfied moan. He held still within her, not moving. She started to turn around, to ask him what he was waiting for, and was caught by surprise as he started in earnest.

On the fifth stroke, Patched heard a gasp of surprise from her back. She turned her head and saw Night Glider was reaching under Double Diamond's tail with a hoof. A glance up to the stallion on her back revealed a startled expression, but not a scared one. "Keep—keep going."

Patched thought Double would stop, that what Night was doing was too much, but to her delight he sped up. He rode her like a wild animal. Double Diamond shoved himself into her needy depths over and over, coaxing more sounds from her throat than Patched Scrape thought she could make, and with her body hanging on the edge of a major climax, he unloaded into her.

Moaning long and hard, Patched's body quivered as Double Diamond's climax sent her into her own. Her ears turned back, but didn't tuck down, as another excited squeal caught her attention. The sound of her lover in the throws of his own release made each rolling wave of electricity through her tender flesh seem even more intense.

Double Diamond hadn't realized how powerful a release he would have when Night Glider started to stroke his new folds. He couldn't focus, couldn't think, and just gave himself to the pleasure of both his lovers.

Time passed in a daze for Double. His male body parts had delivered their explosive orgasm, but the new organs, his virgin depths, only quivered with the pleasure they had been given, and he felt his body aching for something.

A touch to Double's tail caused him to instinctively pull it to the side, and while his body seemed completely autonomous, his mind noted the behavior curiously. When the first lick stroked up his vulva, he let out a needy whine that matched the ones Patched had made.

Double's mind tickled over the memory of giving Patched permission, and although he wasn't having second thoughts, he was wondering just what it would feel like. But movement under his belly suddenly stole all of Double Diamond's attention. He looked down to see Night Glider's strange tail, and the mare herself underneath him.

Another lick to his nethers stole the question Double had for Night, but he watched the mare open her mouth and wrap her soft lips around his shaft. No sooner was his maleness engulfed in Night's oral embrace, than Patched Scrape climbed onto his back.

Escaping his two mares was the furthest thing from Double Diamond's mind. He pressed his hardening length a little more into Night Glider's mouth, but when Patched found her mark, he let out an ecstatic moan.

The sensation of being filled and being inside somepony at the same time left Double Diamond staring ahead in bliss. He rolled his hips as Patched pulled back, but when she returned her length to him, Double began to push back into her.

She claimed the full depths of his body quickly, leaving Double barely able to brace on his legs. Serviced by two mares at once, in very different ways, Double Diamond felt no more trepidation about the female parts of his body, only delight in their use by Patched.

Pressure built within, when Patched started stroking with great fury. Double thought she was trying to plow all the way through him, not that he could voice such an opinion. Every time Double Diamond opened his mouth, only moans and sighs came out.

Friction grew. The warm friction of lovers moving against each other dominated Double's mind. He angled his hips to try to give Patched a better angle, and almost fell over as a result. Double was just about to try again, when his shaft erupted into Night Glider's mouth.

The familiar sensation of a male climax was overwhelmed moments later as Double's vulva clamped down on Patched Scrape's shaft. He opened his mouth and howled, screaming his pleasure as wave after wave of electric pleasure washed over and through him. When Patched climaxed, when the hot rush of her fluids poured into Double, he was pushed into a third climax.

Night Glider's mouth was fixed into a big grin as she pulled back. Above her, Double Diamond was screaming in pleasure, and she had been part of the reason behind it. She licked along the underside of his shaft, kissed the tip, and then rolled out from under him a moment before Double collapsed to the floor.

Patched trembled, her body having just been given exactly what it needed. She reached out a hoof to rub Double's shoulder, while she tried to adjust herself to be more comfortable laying on his back. "Did you have fun?"

Double Diamond couldn't reply. His throat felt dry from screaming, and his brain was still trying to deal with the overload of input. A few stray neurons fired, and he nodded his head in reply to Patched.

Author's Notes:

Bright: when exactly did you discover your affinity for being controlled? Have you always had it or has it developed over time?

"W-Well, it always seemed like something I enjoyed, but I didn't really understand what it meant until a nice mare—a really nice mare—helped show me." Bright Day blushed hotly, his mind remembering when he lived in Canterlot. "She put a leash on me, a bridle too, and would lead me around her house like a pet. The plant is—it's nothing like that, but at the same time it's a lot more!"

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