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Fluttershy didn’t lead the most exciting day-to-day existence. She fed and tended to the creatures of the forest, animal and tree alike, and mostly kept to herself, save of course to go to the market and fetch some supplies. She would sometimes go to the spa with Rarity or sit in the corner of one of Pinkie Pie’s myriad parties, or borrow the odd book from Twilight Sparkle, but for the most part, she didn’t get out of her house unless needed. She had lots of time to herself between tasks, however, which she would fill with quiet, peaceful activities. She’d read, maybe listen to soft music, or even tend to the house. Indeed, Fluttershy was perhaps the most docile and quiet pony in Ponyville.

She’ll be perfect! Twilight thought to herself as she trotted up the walkway to Fluttershy’s home. Around her neck rested a simple, golden amulet with a five-pointed amethyst star in the center, glistening softly in the dim evening light. It had taken Twilight the better part of a week getting the enchantment right, to say nothing of the various melted precious metals she had to scrape off the floor every few days. Well, at least she could take that to a smith in Canterlot, have something nice made from it. It was all worth it, however, for around her neck rested an amazing little trinket. With it, she’d be able to look into ponies’ dreams, provided she were close to them. To try it out, she needed someone who’d be willing to let her sleep over. Fluttershy, who was almost guaranteed not to object, would be a great first test subject.

Stopping just before slamming full-force into the door, Twilight lifted her right fore-hoof up and knocked three times, careful not to be too forceful.

“Hello?” a soft, delicate voice responded, barely above a whisper.

“It’s Twilight!” came Twilight’s reply, a soft smile on her face. “You free?”

There was a moment of silence before the door opened, revealing the butter-yellow pony, her face half-concealed by her long, silky-smooth pink mane, a faint smile on her lips. “Hey there, Twilight. I, um, I was gonna go to bed early, but I suppose I could stay up a little while longer.”

Those words made Twilight’s smile widen, and she clapped her fore-hooves gleefully. “Yay! I was hoping you’d be heading to bed, actually.”

Fluttershy couldn’t help but blink a few times after Twilight’s explanation. The violet pony was far too technical, and most of it flew over her head. However, she believed she got the gist of it. “So, you can look into ponies’ dreams?” She looked at Twilight silently from across the table, the two of them sipping some tea as they conversed.

“Yep!” Twilight exclaimed, beaming with joy at her latest accomplishment. “This little thing here lets me look into the dreams of any pony I’m near when I’m sleeping near them. I’m gonna keep working on it, see if I can get a bit more range, but the important thing is making sure it works.”

Fluttershy couldn’t help but be skeptical, her exposed eye looking left and right around her living room. “Um, don’t you think that’d hurt? I mean, that seems awfully invasive... I think.”

Twilight’s tone was soft and reassuring as she shook her head. “No worries! You won’t even notice me in there, and I have absolutely no control! I experience your dream the way you do, and have no influence at all. I won’t even be able to wake up until you’re done.”

The idea of looking into other ponies’ dreams made Fluttershy uncomfortable. She was certain Pinkie Pie would have some... Interesting things going on in her head, for example. Still, having some pony else take a peek in at her dreams didn’t seem so bad. It sounded kind of like putting on a show for a friend, without actually having to consciously put on a show. “Well...” Fluttershy nodded ever so slightly, only Twilight’s familiarity with the timid pony allowing her to catch the tiny motion at all. “You... You promise not to tell any pony what you see in my dream?”

That seemed an odd request to Twilight. What could Fluttershy of all ponies possibly dream of that would be worth telling any pony? Chalking it up to Fluttershy’s shyness, she winked playfully at her in response. “Don’t worry,” she assured her sun-colored friend, “your secrets are safe with me!”

Letting out a weak, timid “yay!” Fluttershy continued talking to Twilight for a while longer, sipping their tea and catching up on each other’s days. It was so nice to speak to a good friend, especially on nice, quiet nights like this.

Twilight Sparkle blinked a few times as she lie on a bed of sofa pillows in Fluttershy’s bedroom, trying to get comfortable in the foreign environment. It wasn’t that the room was unpleasant. Quite the contrary, it was well-furnished and felt really inviting without being an orgy of bright colors or opulent over-design. Still, this was Twilight’s first time sleeping in Fluttershy’s house, so there was going to be that strange feeling of unfamiliarity that had to be overcome. At least the large, fluffy quilt Fluttershy provided was nice and warm.

Tucked in her bed, Fluttershy could sense Twilight’s discomfort. She sat up and looked down at her friend with trembling, worried eyes. “You sure you don’t want the bed, Twilight? I don’t mind sleeping on the floor. Really.”

“Absolutely not!” Twilight insisted. “You have to be in as normal a sleep as possible for reliable results!”

While she frowned, Fluttershy relented. “Okay, Twilight. I just hope you can sleep OK though....”

“Oh I’ll be fine!” Twilight snuggled into her makeshift bed, flashing her friend a smile. “If this works, I’ll be dreaming your dreams anyway.”

Fluttershy said nothing, though she still wore a soft frown, clearly not satisfied with leaving her friend like that. Still, she didn’t have another bed and Twilight did make a big deal about this being as normal as possible, so this would have to do.

The two of them sighed softly as they snuggled up in their respective sleeping arrangements, the soft, rhythmic sound of chirping crickets just outside acted as a natural lullaby, helping the two mares relax and settle into a nice, restful sleep.

As she drifted off into sleep, Twilight had one last thought. This is going to be the most peaceful dream I’ve ever had.

Fluttershy gulped softly as she entered the ornate room, looking side to side at the intricate, lavish stonework and gorgeous stained glass windows, occasionally idly touching the black hydra-leather collar around her neck. This was far more luxurious than the timid little pony was used to. Not that any of that mattered. She was alone in the enormous private chamber, waiting timidly for her owner as she did every night.

Gulping softly, she walked up to the enchanted cloud bed at the center of the room, leaning forward to rest her head, her upper body lowered while she kept her rear up in the air, thrusting it out suggestively even as a furious red blush flared up on her cheeks. This was so embarrassing, but at the same time so, so hot! She loved displaying herself like this for her owner. Really, she loved doing anything for her owner’s pleasure, no matter how shameful or degrading it might be.

The sound of another pony teleporting into the room behind her snapped Fluttershy out of her reverie. She could feel her heart racing as her whole body caught fire, the mere thought of her owner being behind her causing her trained twat to tremble and drip eagerly, waiting to be used, ravaged in the most forceful manner possible.

“Whore,” Luna spat in the Royal Canterlot voice, the only tone she ever used when she played with her toy. “We see that you are in the proper position. We are pleased by your obedience, as always.”

Fluttershy sighed happily hearing Mistress Luna’s praise. She loved hearing her owner’s booming voice ringing in her ears, commanding her total attention. Of course, she dared not speak her adulation – an owned bitch never spoke unless told to do so.

Pleased by the slut’s silence, Luna grinned and ran a fore-hoof along Fluttershy’s left flank, licking her lips softly. “Such an adorable little piece of flank you are, Whore.” Casually, she gave Fluttershy’s juicy flank a nice, hard slap, causing the yellow mare to whimper softly as her pussy quivered in response. “Sensitive as always too.”

Fluttershy squirmed in place, her rear legs shaking visibly as she struggled to hold her position, even as her blood boiled just beneath her skin, her twat’s engorged lips dripping with arousal as she waited for her Mistress to make use of her. This was always the toughest part. Mistress Luna loved to take her time before starting, eager to make sure the sun-colored pony knew her place. Her squeals only grew louder as she felt Luna’s teasing hoof moving to her clit, her wings springing up in an impossibly high angle, much to Luna’s satisfaction.

“Are you pleased at the way We treat you, Whore?” Luna asked forcefully, gazing down at her toy with cold, predatory eyes. Fluttershy nodded weakly, struggling not to collapse under the building pleasure as Luna continued to rub her clit roughly, juices freely flowing now. Satisfied with her slave’s response, Luna moved her hoof down ever so slightly, letting it come into contact with the pink-haired slut’s hole. With a cruel thrust, she plunged her foreleg deep inside Fluttershy’s cunt, groaning as she felt the silky, velvet walls stretch around her foreleg, struggling to hold the sheer girth as Luna pushed more and more of her foreleg in.

Fluttershy’s moans filled the room, and she was certain they could be heard by the guards just outside. Hell, she wouldn’t be surprised if she’d been heard by everyone in all of Canterlot. She blushed at the idea, but didn’t express her shame, either in speaking or in body language. She simply shivered, moaning her desire loud enough to give off the impression that she was truly shameless.

Of course, both she and her Mistress knew she wasn’t shameless. Oh no, it was incredibly embarrassing to be so completely owned and used. The disgusted glares from the nobles, the sneers from the guards when they thought she wasn’t looking. It all humiliated her, made her want to crawl in a corner and never come out. It was her shame, but also the inability to run away that served to make her wetter. She couldn’t explain it, but the feeling of being debased, being made lesser in front of other ponies, was such a rush that it nearly brought her to orgasm on its own. The mere thought of a gentle, respectful lover who made sure she was okay with everything only bored her to tears. She didn’t want to be loved; she wanted to be taken, vanquished, brought to heel. Her desire for shame, her need to be disgraced, was a perfect compliment to Luna, who had little patience for ponies trying to resist her will. Fluttershy, a pony with no will of her own, was the perfect toy to vent Luna’s thousand years of pent-up lust.

Finally stopping with three-fourths of her foreleg inside her slave, Luna used her free foreleg to grab a hoof full of Fluttershy’s vibrant fuchsia hair, yanking cruelly, forcing the submissive pony onto all four hooves. “Such a good cunt.” Luna sneered at the pony before her, pumping the hoof inside Fluttershy’s body in a slow, rythmic pattern, chuckling darkly at her pet’s lustful moans. It was so difficult to find a proper toy among these modern ponies, but even before her banishment, Luna couldn’t have hoped for a better sex slave. The yellow mare submitted to her, mind body and soul, and would do anything she demanded without hesitation, no matter how degrading it was.

Fluttershy wasn’t exactly forming much in the way of complex thought now, whimpering and whinnying as she felt her Mistress’ foreleg plunging in and out, slowly at first, but steadily increasing in speed as it was more and more drenched with her hot, slutty juices. She whimpered and cried out in ecstasy, her whole world reduced to her and her owner, pleasure burning deep inside her core as Luna pumped deep inside her, an occasional high-pitched squeal escaping her lips as Luna occasionally pushed too deep, stretching Fluttershy’s insides cruelly. The lemon-hued slave was in heaven – she was being used, without thought or consideration to her comfort, and the callous way Luna handled her only fanned the inner flame. Even to this day, she couldn’t believe she was scared of the Princess of the Night, that she’d cowered in fear before her on Nightmare Night, or that she’d tried to resist being collared and taken – She didn’t consider it rape anymore; she got off on being forced far too much for it to truly be rape. It made her feel less than a pony; she was just an object, a tool for her Mistress to use. The feeling of being demeaned turned her on beyond her ability to explain with mere words.

Seeing just how wet her slut was, Luna pumped her foreleg back and forth recklessly, not caring at all if she hurt the little bitch. After all, it wasn’t like she couldn’t repair her whenever she chose. Besides, her slave’s moans were sweet, sweet music that deserved to be heard at the highest volume possible, so that none would miss it. Perhaps she should use the little slut in the middle of Ponyville, maybe invite her friends to watch....

Fluttershy’s screams grew more and more frantic, her voice cracking as she was more and more aggressively pounded. Her whole body was quivering now, the fire deep inside her building up, threatening to spill out any moment. Her eyes widened as the familiar wave of pure, uncontrolled euphoria hit her. Unable to withstand the assault, Fluttershy let out an ear-splitting cry and shuddered uncontrollably, her hooves collapsing under the weight of the earth-shattering orgasm that pulsated through her every nerve, blinding her for but a moment as she shuddered in the throes of white-hot pleasure.

Satisfied that she’d turned her pet into a mess of quivering flesh, Luna pulled her one foreleg out of Fluttershy’s twat while releasing her vice grip on the pink hair she’d held. She trotted slowly around her toy, moving in front of her to get a better view of the collar. She smiled as she saw the large, heavy silver tag, the word “Whore” engraved in gothic font, large enough to be easily visible. The slight scratches on Fluttershy’s neck told Luna that she’d been obedient and hadn’t taken the collar off since it had been put on. She wondered how her friends reacted, if they even knew just who’s whore Fluttershy was. It was time to find out.

“On your back, Whore,” Luna commanded. “Tell us, what do you think your friend Rarity would say to your... Status?”

Fluttershy gulped nervously as she rolled onto her back, blushing deep red. “She... She wouldn’t approve at all,” the shy pony admitted. “She already glares at me when she sees my... My name tag.” Fluttershy shuddered in terror, the fear only serving to bring her back to full heat. She knew her friend; Rarity was one of the most dignified ponies in Ponyville. She would never willingly associate with a base slut. If Rarity saw what she truly was, she’d surely never speak to her again!

Clearly, Luna knew the likely consequences of revealing Fluttershy’s true nature to the fashionista. All the more reason to go right on ahead. “Then We shall show her what you truly are.” She chuckled as Fluttershy’s eyes bulged to double their normal size. Clearly the pony was horrified by the mere prospect of letting Rarity know about her trysts with Luna. Still, there was no objection. Fluttershy was truly the perfect slave, so willing to give up her best friend’s respect to please her Mistress. Of course, Fluttershy’s ‘reaction’ to being humiliated likely helped, for which Luna was grateful.

Luna’s horn glimmered soft blue as she worked her magic. She tore open a hole in space-time, Mistress and slave engulfed in darkness for a moment as the room around them expanded, as if retreating into the background. Fluttershy was still laying face-up, her legs splayed out to her sides as she gazed up, her trembling eyes silently as she resisted the urge to plead for her Mistress to reconsider. Even as she shuddered in horror, her pussy was flowing freely, radiating lustful warmth as the anxiety of her imminent debasement before her best friend filled her body with heat. Luna’s menacing grin suggested that she wouldn’t reconsider even if her slave asked her to. After all, they both knew how wet Fluttershy got when she was dragged through the mud.

The two floated in darkness for a moment before another room rushed in to fill the void. It was a mostly white room, fancy red curtains on the window and walls and a gorgeous wood nightstand in a corner with a giant, heart-shaped mirror. In the center of the room, a large bed in the shape of a heart was home to a mauve-haired white unicorn who was peacefully resting, completely unaware of the two ponies mere inches from her.

Luna licked her lips at the sight, gazing down at her slave with wicked, lustful eyes. Suddenly, Fluttershy could hear her Mistress’ voice in her head, the Princess of the Night’s will as clear as her own thoughts as it spoke to her. {Call her,} Luna commanded. Even inside Fluttershy’s head, she used the Royal Canterlot Voice. {Wake her up. We need her awake to clearly see what you are.}

Fluttershy blushed deeply and let out a weak whimper. Her stomach was churning at the thought of what was about to happen, even as her loins throbbed and begged for more. “R-Rarity...” She called out weakly. She hoped her friend would notice, that she wouldn’t have to call out any louder. It was bad enough that she was going to fully expose her one-sided relationship with Luna to her best friend; she didn’t want to have to call out to all of Ponyville in the middle of the night. When her friend didn’t stir, her heart sank and her pussy quivered with delight, the conflict between her heart and her loins playing havoc with her. She felt like she was going to die of embarrassment at any moment, and it only made her ever hornier.

Luna’s eyes narrowed in displeasure as she once again called to Fluttershy’s mind. {Louder, Whore!} The Princess of the Night screamed at her slave telepathically, resisting the urge to do so physically. {Wake that bitch up! And keep your eyes open while you do! Your Mistress demands it!}

Fluttershy shuddered at the sheer force of her Mistress’ will. Her eyes and twat both glistening, flowing freely she called out her friend, resisting the urge to shut her eyes lest she displease her Mistress. “Rarity!” Fluttershy called desperately, her voice cracking as she shook wildly, lifting her head up to look at the bed. “W-Wake up! Please! I... I need to show you something.”

Her friend’s sudden call caused Rarity to stir, her eyes popping open as she turned around in her bed to face the source of the voice. She opened her mouth to speak, but the words died on her lips as her eyes drank in the sight of Fluttershy on her back, spread out with her face underneath Luna’s groin. “What the...!?” She glared angrily at Luna as she suddenly sat up, scandalized at the sight before her. “What are you doing to her!?” she shouted at the Princess. “If your sister finds out-!”

“P-Princess Celestia knows,” Fluttershy meekly corrected her friend, trying not to break out into sobs. “I’m... I’m Princess Luna’s...” Fluttershy gazed shamefully at Rarity as her voice trailed off, her eyes quivering uncontrollably as she resisted the overwhelming urge to look away.

{Keep going!} Luna insisted, her voice growing impatient as it flooded Fluttershy’s mind. {Tell her what you are! Tell her the name We gave you! Let her know how much you enjoy being used!} Even as she shouted at her slave, her magic levitated the yellow pegasus, floating her over to Rarity’s bed where she was deposited unceremoniously, her head hanging off the side. Fluttershy had been in this position many times before; she knew what her Mistress planned to show her friend. But it was the command that made Fluttershy sick with shame and burning with desire. Luna never called her by her birth name. No, there was only one name she had in her Mistress’ eyes: the name on her collar. Swallowing hard, Fluttershy whimpered and resumed speaking, the sinking feeling in her soul serving to make her pussy gush with a wetness that Rarity couldn’t possibly miss.

“I’m her... W-Whore,” she stammered, biting her lower lip as she quivered in shame beneath her Mistress. “That’s... That’s my name now. Mistress Luna... I...” She looked at her Mistress and sighed; she knew her Mistress could tell that she was being wracked with conflicting feelings. “I need her... My body needs her... She... She makes me so wet....” By the end, her voice was a pathetic little squeal, her eyes gazing at her friend, heart breaking at the suddenly reproachful look her friend shot her.

{Good girl, Whore,} Luna commended, smiling warmly as she looked down at her slave. {You please us greatly.}

Her Mistress’ words comforted Fluttershy despite herself. As much as she valued her friendship with Rarity, she needed Luna so much more. No other pony could dominate her the way her Mistress could, and even as she shrank under Rarity’s angry gaze, she couldn’t help but smile. She was a good girl, a good slave. She would always have that, so long as she obeyed.

Rarity looked between the pegasus on the bed and the immortal Princess of the Night in front of it, wondering what the hell was going on between the two of them. Between Fluttershy’s sudden, tearful admissions and Luna’s disturbing silence, the scene only served to unnerve her. “Wait,” she whispered, disbelief in her voice. “You two are...?”

“Oh, We are not her lover!” Luna finally spoke, a sadistic grin on her face. “Whore is our property!” Rarity couldn’t help but be disgusted at the use of that word as a proper noun, as a name for her friend! Luna approached the bed, her fore-hooves rising climbing atop it, resting at Fluttershy’s sides.

Rarity’s horn glowed brightly as she tried to find other sources of magic in the room. Surely Fluttershy had to be being controlled somehow! The pink-haired mare was the gentlest, most demure pony she’d ever known; there was no way Fluttershy could be so wet on her own from this barbaric treatment. It just wasn’t possible. Still, search after search, she found nothing, other than a telepathy spell linking the two, certainly nothing that could be considered mind control.

Luna laughed at Rarity’s little probe. “We have no need to control her using magic!” she declared incredulously. She was sincerely insulted by the mere implication! “She is our willing slut! She will do whatever We command, because our mere presence sets her loins afire!”

Rarity looked down at Fluttershy, unable to reconcile what she knew of the butter-colored pegasus with the indecent position she was in. Fluttershy nodded weakly.

“I-It’s...” Fluttershy stammered, wiping her tears with a fore-hoof. “It’s true... All of it.”

Rarity blushed deeply and shook her head. “And you kept this from all of us the whole time!?” It was incredible; everything she’d known about the Element of Kindness had been a lie? The soft-spoken, shy little pony actually got off on the way Luna was using her?

Fluttershy forced a smile, trying to ignore both the beating of her broken heart and the throbbing of her desperate, oozing cunt. “M-Mistress-”

Luna cut in, moving further up the bed until her own loins were near Fluttershy’s face. “We desire a show of devotion from our slave!” She explained calmly, her serene tone at odds with the volume of the Royal Canterlot Voice. “She mentioned how you would dislike seeing her true self, so We brought her here to make sure you knew how much she loved us!”

Rarity blinked a few times at the explanation. She opened her mouth to speak, but her voice once again failed her as Luna’s imposing horn glowed with magical power.

Luna enveloped herself for but a moment in magical energy, using a little spell that her sister had taught her upon her return. As soon as the magical energy dissipated, her clitoris began to grow, pulsating as it protruded further and further out, taking on an undeniably phallic shape that made both the other ponies blush deeply. By the time the growth had stopped, Luna’s clit had grown into a giant of a cock that would have made even the most proud of stallions seem underwhelming.

With that done, Luna looked down at Fluttershy, licking her lips in eager anticipation. “And now, Whore, you receive your reward for your devotion to us! Open your mouth!”

Fluttershy gasped as she opened her mouth as wide as she could. Even with her body a jumble of mixed emotions and desires, the sight of her Mistress’ magical stallionhood was irresistible. She wanted it! She needed it! She didn’t care if all her friends forsook her, just so long as her Mistress gave her that giant cock!

Luna could tell how eager her slave was, the overpowering scent of the pegasus’ arousal filling the room, rendering any other smells completely inert. She gazed intently at Rarity as she brushed the head of her massive cock against Fluttershy’s open lips. “Do not look away,” she commanded. “Watch as your friend serves us! Watch as she drinks our essence!” With that, she thrusted full-force, driving her massive tool down Fluttershy’s throat, moaning as the girl’s muzzle, cheeks and throat clenched around her giant phallus.

By this moment, Fluttershy was far too high to care anymore about Rarity’s gaze; the musk of her Mistress’ dick filled her nostrils, making her shudder and tremble on the bed. She was completely comfortable, the tame bitch sucking eagerly as Luna pushed more and more of her member into her slave’s mouth until Fluttershy’s face was pressed against her pussy. Rarity couldn’t help but whistle at how easily Fluttershy swallowed that enormous length; she’d probably have gagged at a third of that monstrosity! Despite herself, Rarity licked her lips, gazing on in wonder as her friend squirmed underneath the Princess of the Night’s assault.

Sensing how impressed Rarity seemed, Luna began to pump her hips back and forth, not bothering to go slow with her experienced slut’s throat. “Well, this turn of events pleases us!” Luna declared as she gave Rarity a mirthful grin. “Looks like Whore was wrong about you!” Luna continued to pound Fluttershy’s throat relentlessly, pulling almost completely out of her mouth only to drive back in with equal force, rocking the pegasus’ body and causing the bed to creak loudly. Sloppy, wet noises filled the air as Fluttershy eagerly sucked and slurped on the aggressively thrusting cock, drool running up her face and into her eyes, forcing her to occasionally wipe her face. Other than that, though, she was still, only her lewd sucking and the gushing of her trembling, horny pussy differentiating her from a doll. Completely in the groove now, Luna furiously fucked Fluttershy’s throat, grinning widely as Rarity gazed in wonder at the giant bulge just underneath the pegasus’ skin.

“Well.... I...” Rarity couldn’t help but fan herself with a hoof, wishing she’d had a proper fan as she took in the sight of her best friend being abused in ways she’d never imagined were even possible. Her eyes drifted over to Luna’s waist, and she let out another whistle. Of course, the magical strength of the Princesses was legendary, but Rarity had not expected such a beautiful, slender form to be so physically powerful. Luna’s flank and hind leg muscles tensed and relaxed again and again with each thrust, the sheer strength hidden just beneath the cobalt blue mare’s coat and skin proving both surprising and hypnotic.

“What’s the matter?” Luna queried. “Cat got your tongue?” Her thrusts were forceful, but natural, as though Luna were fucking her slave’s throat without even thinking about it.

“I just...” Rarity licked her lips despite herself. “I’m surprised, is all...” She’d never approved of such brazen displays of base lust, but she couldn’t deny that it was hot. Her eyes looked back to Fluttershy, first gazing at her lips, which were wrapped like a vice around the massive member having its way with her, then running along the yellow mare’s relaxed, sweaty body. It was strange just how serene Fluttershy was now, considering how distressed she was but a moment ago. The submissive mare’s muffled moans even sounded... happy? Was it really so good that Fluttershy was willing to be as completely humiliated as she’d just been? As her eyes wandered to her friend’s hind legs, Rarity got her answer: Fluttershy was soaked in love juices, with more gushing freely from her throbbing, open flower, soiling the bed and starting to pool slightly. She’d never seen a mare so wet before, and it was starting to affect her; she could feel the warmth of her own lust building within her loins. She gasped softly and started rubbing her hind legs together, trying to suppress a slutty moan of her own.

Despite the classy pony’s best efforts, Luna could tell that the sight was affecting her. “Dear, you do not have to hide from us,” Luna assured Rarity. “We know you like what you see.”

Even without Princess Luna’s telepathy, Rarity wouldn’t be able to hide just how horny the sight was making her. Her cheeks blushed a deep cherry red, and her body began to squirm as lust began to overtake her other emotions. Despite herself, Rarity could only think of one thing: she wanted a turn!

As if sensing Rarity’s desire, Luna nodded. “Very well, Rarity!” she declared. “We shall have some fun with you as well!” At that, Luna suddenly tensed up and buried the whole of her cock down Fluttershy’s throat, letting out a loud and throaty moan, still in the Royal Canterlot Voice, as her dick began to spasm with ecstasy. The room fell quiet save for the sounds of submissive swallowing as Fluttershy eagerly drank her Mistress’ load, her throat muscles helping to push wad after wad of semen through Luna’s cock, whimpering slightly as her stomach filled with her Mistress’ essence.

That... That wasn’t so bad, Fluttershy thought to herself. I guess Rarity still likes me, and I got to suck Mistress off! Oh happy day! She’d been humiliated most of the day, and while that served to make her ludicrously horny, she was glad she hadn’t lost a friend. Perhaps Luna knew Rarity would be more receptive than Fluttershy had expected. Relaxed and sated, Fluttershy let out a soft moan as she felt Luna pull her cock from her mouth, leaving the pink-maned submissive to gasp and moan in pleasure. “Th... Thank you, Mistress,” Fluttershy sighed blissfully, gazing up in adoration at her owner.

“You’re welcome, Whore,” Luna replied, winking playfully. “Now you rest while We show Rarity why We make you so wet!” With that, she grabbed Rarity and tossed her onto the floor, mounting the fashionista and plunging deep into her already wet twat. Fluttershy smiled warmly as she heard Rarity’s lustful moans. She loved being Luna’s toy.

Twilight Sparkle woke with a groan as she felt the morning sun on her face. She scowled at herself, shaking her head at how sticky she was. Confound it all, it didn’t work right! She mused, shaking her head. I mean, I was Fluttershy, but the dream... There’s no way in the Everfree that was actually Fluttershy’s dream. She pulled off the quilt and stood up on all four hooves, shuddering in disgust at just how sticky she was between her hind legs. Looking at the bed, she noticed that Fluttershy wasn’t in it. The blanket was gone too, suggesting that Fluttershy was going to do laundry today. Perhaps she was going to save the bedsheet for the next load?

“Well, better go look for her and tell her the...” She suddenly noticed something very important about Fluttershy’s bedsheet. “Bad... News...?” There was a very, very obvious wet spot on the bedsheet, causing Twilight to blush, certain that any pony could see it even through her purple coat.

Just then, Fluttershy trotted in, smelling and looking as though she’d just taken a long shower and perfumed herself. She went over to the bed and pulled off the sheets, folding them neatly before looking over to Twilight. She noticed her friend’s pendant, then remembered what it was supposed to do. Then she remembered the dream she’d had. “Hello,” she said in a soft, unsure whisper. “Did it... Um, did it work?”

Twilight nodded. “Yeah...” Her voice was also soft, a whisper that would have rivaled Fluttershy herself. She nodded again. “Yeah.”

Fluttershy’s blush deepened as she shrank back, trying to hide behind her mane. “Um... I’m sorry. I didn’t know I’d have that dream...” Her eyes shot from side to side, making it a point to look at everything except her friend.

Twilight giggled nervously, doing her own poignant looking away as she thought about the dream she’d just experienced. “N-no problem there, Who-Fluttershy!” She corrected herself forcefully, now blushing as pink as her friend’s mane as she realized she’d almost used the ‘pet name’ from the dream. “D-don’t worry, I won’t tell any pony about this...”

The two ponies just stared at each other for a moment, sound itself seeming to die violently around them as they struggled to find something to say.

“Um...” Fluttershy broke the silence, looking back and forth shyly. “I, um, I better finish the laundry before I start tending to the animals.”

Twilight nodded softly, glancing back and forth again. “Yeah, um, I should probably go home. Take some notes.” She blushed at that comment. “About the magic! The magic! Not the dream!” She let off a nervous squee as she forced a smile. “I’ll, uh, see you later then?”

“S-sure.” Fluttershy was almost completely obscured by her mane now, but was trying to hide herself even further than that.

Completely forgetting to clean herself, Twilight showed herself out. After silently closing the door, she broke into a full gallop, nearly smashing into sixteen mares and one of the five stallions in all of Ponyville. She had some notes to take. And a shower. A cold shower.