Rarity's friends heard her cries and struggles over the walkie-talkie before she was cut off. They had raced back to the car where Chrysalis sat, but by the time they arrived the junker driven by the Dazzlings had sped off, and Sunset had given chase on her motorcyle. Even with the geode activated which enhanced Rainbow Dash's speed they already had too much of a lead by the time she arrived. “Damn it! Which direction?!” She shut the pop music off. “You were supposed to be on watch!”

“Oh well. Your friend seems more than capable. Although I would have liked to participate in another hunt,” noted the Queen.

A multi-colored blur whipped about when Dash ran into the road and studied the faint tire tracks. “There! Maybe we can still catch her? Sorry everyone, but you'll merely slow me down! I'm gonna track them all down!”

But before she could take off a lasso whipped around her and pulled taut. “Hold up, sugarcube. Bad enough Sunset ran off half-cocked. I could kill her.” Despite her glare Applejack was worried sick. She hoped her family was okay, and reminded herself how tough her brother was. “This whole town's gone to hell in a handbasket. We split apart and they'll pick us off one-by-one!”

“Sunset needs our help, not to mention Rarity! Besides, I wanna test what I can do!” She squirmed in the rope which simply drew tighter. “Damn it, come on!” She started to vibrate rapidly, the threads sizzling and smoking under the friction.

“Stop it,” called Fluttershy when she and Pinkie ran up. “Let Rainbow try! The rest of our friends need us, remember?! We don't have time for this!” Apparently shamed by her reaction, her friends relaxed, as the lasso went slack.

“Sorry,” said AJ who stared at her feet. “Go.” With a nod Dash sped away in another whirlwind of hues, so fast AJ's blonde hair was tossed about. She wiped her eyes on her freckled arm and sniffled. “I, I dunno how much more I can take...” Usually she refused to admit weakness. She had to be strong and brave for everyone that depended on her. But one look around made it obvious there town could never be the same. “Let's hurry on homeward and help our pals out, okay?”

“Sounds like a plan,” chirped Pinkie. “Any monster messes with us and I'll blow them up! I don't want to kill anyone, but vampires don't count, right?! Uh, no offense!” She quickly amended her words with an awkward smile at Shy.

“None taken.” She returned a warm look. They piled back into Sentry's sportscar and raced back home. Unfortunately it meant turning in a different direction from Rainbow Dash and Sunset Shimmer who'd be on their own. Not to mention Rarity was still at the Dazzlings' mercy. “Um...what will happen if we can't set this right? If the portal never reopens it's not like we can simply slip away to Equestria. Not to mention all the loss of life...” She stared forlorn out a window.

“Let's try not to think about it,” said AJ who squeezed her hand. “No sense workin' ourselves up.”

Pinkie rode shotgun and stuck her head out the side. Curls whipped in the air while they sped down. “Whee!” She tried hard to have fun anyway despite all the chaos around them. But deep down she too was worried about her family. She reminded herself her sisters were all quite capable, even soft little Marble Pie. Her eyes watered a little despite the smile plastered on her face.

Several minutes later static crackled from the walkie-talkies. “No luck here,” came Dash's voice. “Looks like Sunset ran off the road, and...and there's a lot of blood. No sign of her or her bike. I can see some faint tracks and leaking oil, though, probably from the Dazzlings' car. I'm gonna hunt them down. I can't leave Rarity in the hands of those psychos!”

“Remember, be careful.” Applejack depressed the button to her communicator. By now they were so distant the words were faint. They were pulling back up on Twilight's home. By now the swarm had withdrew, the forms of Twilight, Flitter, Cloudchaser, and even the dug up corpse of Moondancer carried away by the locusts. “We too late?”

“We're still safe inside,” replied Tree Hugger. “Not sure how to disable this security system, though.”

Once the sports car was parked the group approached the entrance. With the suburbs torn apart an eerie silence had descended on the area. While the weather had settled down the blood moon remained suspended in the hellish sky.

Pinkie pulled a few gumballs that she'd seemingly kept tucked away in her curls. “I could blow the steel doors down!” Her tattoos lit up when she started to charge the spheres with energy, only for AJ to seize her wrist and shake her head. “Aw.”

“A bit drastic for plan A. But I reckon we don't have many options,” admitted AJ. “Let me try.” She approached one of the barriers, strained her muscles, and a creak sounded when she tore away the layers to allow them entry. “Head on in, ya'll!”

Fluttershy and Tree Hugger immediately embraced then kissed each other on the cheek. Spike bounded over to guard the ripped up door, prowling about the threshold, while Hugs returned to Flash's side where Sonata and Trixie helped tend to him. She'd tried for hours to refresh his memories but he could only recall bits-and-pieces of who they were, let-alone parse their relevance. Mostly he'd flirted with them, Tree in particular, despite how tenderly she rebuffed his advances.

“We've sat on our laurels too long. Sunset and Rainbow might have the right idea,” said AJ who slapped a fist upon an open palm. “It's time we started fightin' back for real! Let's take back the town and clean up this mess! We have superpowers, so it's up to us! Heck, I doubt we're the only ones fightin' the good fight, so maybe we can organize a group to help us!”

“If we can locate them while they're still alive,” mumbled Trixie. “By now the cops have likely all been wiped out...”

Sonata offered them a plate of cookies. “Why don't you take five?”

“I suppose,” sighed AJ who was burning for a confrontation. “Okay, it's not like we know where Twilight was taken anyhow. We'll wait for Rainbow to return, hopefully with Sunset and Rarity in tow! Phew!” She sniffed her underarm. “I could use a shower myself!” She tossed her hat aside then headed to the bathroom, whistling a jaunty tune all the while.

The group did their best to settle back in. They would take a short rest before setting out on their latest venture. Tree Hugger headed back over to the sleepy Flash, who immediately laid the back of his head in her lap and stared up at her like a lost puppy. She smiled uncomfortably back, then turned to Tirek's head, which she swore sometimes watched them. From the vibes in the air she could tell he was far from dead. Granted, the very atmosphere now seemed suffused with the blackest Equestrian magic. Until it was removed people would no doubt continue to embrace their darker impulses and become monsters.

“I have an idea.” Fluttershy whistled to Spike who padded over. “Hey boy.” She bent over to pat his head, her markings alight when she called on the geode's power. “Do you know where Twilight was taken?”

(I think so..... I saw those locusts in a museum Twilight visited once. Got a map?) She brought one up from the basement and he pointed a paw at the location. (Think this is the place. Maybe the swarm carried her off there?)

“That's owned by Somnambula's family,” noted Tree. “She's always been pretty reclusive, you know?”

“Good boy.” She stroked the werewolf's chin while his tail wagged, then leaned in closer and whispered, “Now, you can't go around trying to...mate with every female you see, okay? They don't like that.” He whined but all it took was a stare from her to make him submit. It seemed to come naturally now that the geode was a permanent part of her.

At least from the vibes Tree had gotten from the females he'd taken, it seemed he couldn't knock them up even in his lycanthrope form. Not that it would've stopped him from trying. She reminded herself he was still just an animal at heart and didn't really understand the idea of consent. To him it was an honor for a female to be chosen as part of his pack.

“I should have done this sooner,” whispered Flutters.

“Be fair now.” Tree stroked her girlfriend's hair. “We've all had a ton on our mind, you know? Unfortunately, it's led to a lot of like dumb, desperate choices we can't take back. Like what I did to you.” She linked fingers with her, trying to hold back tears, fearing she'd waste even more precious blood and would have to drink some more. “I'm a terrible girlfriend. Unworthy of you.”

“Don't say that! I...I'll follow you anyhwere, even into Hell! I don't care! So what if we're damned?! If Heaven doesn't want us, then I want no part of it, either!” She heaved and mimicked Tree's movements, the pair slowly inhaling then exhaling to relax.

“That's it. Meditation! That should help hold back the bloodlust. I think we actually only need a tiny bit of blood to function.” That was unless they used their powers. But she hadn't even attempted to tap into hers, fearing that the moment she embraced them, it would become an addiction she'd struggle to break. No, better to leave that Pandora's Box forever closed.

“We don't have much time,” she reminded staring at Flash who seemed to be in bliss laying in Tree's laps.

“Shouldn't take too long, I think. It's important. I don't want this curse to spread any further if I can help it.” She wanted to beat herself up again for not thinking this up sooner. All this time she'd been focused on her lover and what she'd done.

She summoned everyone who was available. Applejack was currently in the shower, mentally banishing the markings and letting the steamy water fall over her well-chiseled and freckled flesh, the dirt and sweat falling away while she brushed her mane. Otherwise everybody showed up other than Chrysalis, even Flash Sentry who sat in the back, strumming a gentle tune of his guitar to help set the ambience. The girls linked hands as Hugs instructed, doing their best to relax and focus.

She taught them to find their center like she had Fluttershy. Spike laid down near Sentry and rested his chin atop his paws. There's only so much she could show them in an hour, but once they knew the basics it wouldn't be difficult to practice on their own. But was it the right choice? After all, maybe that accursed power would be needed to fight the forces of darkness...

In truth Applejack rarely took enough time for herself. She was always too busy trying to make things easier on others. It was often a thankless job, but she didn't regret it one bit. Steam rose around her while the spray trailed down ample curves with a smidge of visible muscles. She took her time lathering herself up, feeling she'd earned this indulgence, at least.

She rubbed soap into her heavy breasts, suds beaded and dripping from her erect nipples, sliding down her navel and sticking to her well-trimmed blonde pubes. She squeezed her firm thighs and buttocks between her palms, even more proud of how she'd worked them to perfection than her tits. She disliked arrogance, but she took a definite pride in herself.

Fingers brushed over her tight slit and an eletrical thrill warmed her up. “I-I shouldn't,” she mumbled as her thoughts wandered to Rarity. Worry for her turned to an sunpoken lust between them. While she could appreciate the beauty of women, she'd always thought herself completely straight, until a particularly saucy photo shoot for ESG had turned hands-on between her and Rarity. Was it love? Doubtful, but the unspoken attraction between them was definitely real.

The faucet's spray was so noisy AJ failed to hear footfalls approached from behind, and when the glass door was pulled open she spun, only for Chrysalis to push forward and seize her wrists. She tried to summon up her geode's power to overwhelm the Queen with her strength, but Chrissy activated her own powers when she leaned in to a passionate kiss.

AJ's eyes lidded when she instantly went slack and submitted to the succubus. Under normal circumstances Chrysalis hated to forcefully convert others to her cause, finding seduction far more satisfying, not to mention tastier, with the absence of Flitter and Cloudchaser she saw little alternative but to convert fresh recruits. And who better than the strong, lovely cowgirl?

Her prey wrapped her arms around the Queen and leaned in when their lips locked. The marks over her dark skin glowed a bright emerald. Their slippery udders smooshed when they continued to make out, hands wandering over one-another's backs and buttcheeks. A smack sounded when Chrissy withdrew, saliva strung between them. “So delicious, my little pet!”

“I...I don't wanna' hurt my friends.” Her freckled cheeks burned pink and her blue eyes were hazy.

“Hopefully, that won't be necessary! I didn't want to betray them, but it's obvious they're too soft for this. They'll simply drag me down with them if I stick around, and survival comes first, I'm afraid!” She studied her nails. “Hmmm, I need at least one other to complete my set. Lure one of your pals away. One with a geode. Not sure the rest of them would be of much use to me.”

AJ took her hand and kissed it. “Yes, my Queen. Leave it ta' me.”

Her cackle echoed in the bathroom. Which of her friends would she choose? She preferred to leave some things to chance, as it made life far more interesting, tending to live in the moment rather than trying to endlessly plan like Tirek or Sombra. Those bores were slaves to might-bes and might-have-beens. There was only the now. She'd learned to accept that.

After she toweled off Applejack returned to the living room. Some of them were busy meditating while others simply relaxed or snacked before they'd make another attempt. Fluttershy or Pinkie? No. She needed her old rival Rainbow Dash. She exited out the front door, summoned back her geode which burned warm in her core, and patiently waited on the lawn for her return.

“There.” Rainbow had tracked down the broken down, battered car, smoke pouring from its partially opened hood. It was covered in dents and parked haphazardly into the sunken earth, a thick trail of oil behind it. Pretty much the sloppy work she'd expect from the careless, who-gives-a-fuck Aria. She'd always been spoiling for a fight with the Dazzling but the moment had never been right. Maybe now she'd see who was really the tougher one between the two! She headed into the unlocked house.

She quickly scoured the base floor, which had mostly been picked clean, and likewise the attic, before she took a deep breath, then headed towards the basement. A spear materialized in her small hands. With a hard swallow she descended the stairs into the darkness. Dust swirled in the air. She brushed aside a cobweb. “Adagio? Aria? Face me, you cowards!”

But when she touched down at the bottom the Dazzlings were apparently draped out unconscious. Her heart raced. She nearly dropped her weapon when she spotted what appeared to be Rarity standing near the ouji board. Only something was terribly wrong with her. Her eyes and smile were predatory, and she unfolded a massive leather wingspan from her back.

Worse still she had started to reshape her figure. Calling upon the black magic in the air, she'd started to reform herself into a new creature, mannequin-like with segmented joints which provided her with a cold, unnatural beauty that was equally terrifying. “Come closer, Rainbow darling!” She beckoned with a wave of an index finger. Dash backed up only to hit a construct that blocked the escape route, Rarity's markings appearing and lighting up when she called on her geode. “How rude! After all the preparations I've made for you...” She tsked and a clink sounded when the fashionista approached with a hip sway.

“This isn't you, Rarity! Just some crap they've tried to force on you! You're possessed!”

“So what? Maybe I feel better this way? Maybe we'd all feel better if we embraced our true natures?” Her plume turned to wooden constructs when she willed it to better suit this new puppet-like shape. She brushed her palms over her anatomically correct physique, still incredibly soft and flesh on the surface, despite the thickness below. “Am I not lovelier than ever?”

She summoned an innumerable number of thin strings which wrapped around the wrists and ankles of the sleeping Dazzlings, carefully stringing them up without cutting into their flesh. They draped like flies trapped in a spider's web. She stopped to stroke their supple skin. “I wonder, what darkness lies locked away in your heart, Dashie dear? Let's find out!”

A rainbow blur whipped by when Dash avoided a series of strings. Gem-like creations started to form around her, and at rapid speeds she vibrated and shattered them, narrowly able to escape imprisonment. Her enemy had the advantage in tbhis small space. Not to mention she didn't want to harm her. All it would take is one good stab, and maybe she could end this marionette, but ho would she be able to live with herself if she slayed one of her closest friends?! “Damn it, Rarity, wake up!”

Amidst the whir of motion and hues the Dazzlings stirred. “Wha...what happened? Oh yeah,” muttered Aria as drool leaked from the side of her lip. “Fuck, I'm sore all over. Especially down below. Feels like I was fucked from all ends by baseball bats.” She watched Rarity continue to summon more constructs and bindings in attempt to restrain the athlete.

“Eloquently put, as always.” Although Adagio couldn't disagree. Only those tentacled monstrosities had been anywhere near that rough. Their sighs were still soaked wet and their twats dripped. Worse they'd probably walk funny for quite sometime. She doubted even drinking some blood would take away all the soreness. “Okay, we messed up. Now let's find a way out of this.”

Dash debated whether to attempt a fatal blow or escape. She compromised, something that was normally unthinkable for her, and with a cry tightened her hands around the spear, slamming the tip into Rarity's stomach at rapid speeds and pinning her to a wall. “Just...hold on, Rare!” She trembled and held her in place, half-blinded by tears. “I'll...I'll find some way to fix this!”

Light returned to Rarity's eyes which were wet. “Th-thank you, Dash. Tell our friends I love them all...” She fainted and the strings fell away, the Dazzlings falling onto their knees. She pulled the spear loose, tossed it aside with a clank, and knelt when she caught the fashionista in her arms, sobbing when she pressed a palm to the open wound which oozed between her fingers.

“No! It's not supposed to be like this!” Dash tried to think up some way to save her. A gunshot rang out, and she stared down at her chest, a hole torn into her flesh where the bullet struck. Her blood splattered over her friend who slipped from her quivering limbs. She was instantly on her feet and turned to Adagio, who fired again-and-again, clicks sounding when the barrel emptied.

“Damn...you...” She collapsed at Dazzle's feet with a thunk.

“Let's escape this nightmare,” said Adagio who tossed the pistol aside. The air still stunk of cordite.

“Not yet. I want to make sure these bitches are dead. Especially after the way rarity made us suffer.” Aria plucked up the loose spear still stained red. She licked a bit off that ran down the pole. Then she lined the speartip up with the fashionista's slit, and shoved it up her, until she was impaled all-the-way-through from pussy-to-mouth. She took a moment to admire her work while more blood pooled under her victim. “Good riddance, whore.” She sucked up a ball of spit and spat it on her face.

“What a waste.” Adagio tsked and shook her head. She continued to fondle the still warm flesh of the fresh corpse. But a bout of inspiration suddenly struck her. Would it work? “Let's drain them. Maybe we can still the geode's power. But Rarity is mine.”

“Fine. Rainbow's more my style, anyhow.” They set upon their chosen prey, sinking their fangs into a tit, and siphoning their essence without restraint. It's not like they cared about their old enemies so there was no reason to hold back. Slurps sounded when they cradled the pair to them, and they drank them dry, eyes alight while the bodies slackened completely.

Once they finished the duo released the now almost colorless carcasses and released a wheeze. They stretched and concentrated. “Yesss,” whispered Adagio when the markings started to appear in their color schemes upon their beautiful forms. She created a cube-like construct before her then shaped it into a sphere. “Worth it.”

Aria launched a kick at such high-speeds that the air seemed to warp, launching Rainbow's corpse through the air, which slammed into a wall and left a streak of blood running down. “This is so badass! Time to wreck some shit for real!”

“Not so fast. We still have a lot of enemies out there. Including other creatures like us infused by the darkness.” She had no idea what kind of demonic power Sombra wielded now but figured confronting him would be a bad idea. Btter to let the other monsters out there pick each other off. “Now, let's head out of here. We still need someone to complete the sirens...”

No sooner did they step outside when a motorcyle raced by. Its rider was the headless Sunset Shimmer, who'd inherited the holy spirit of vengeance that had transformed Shining Armor into a paldain-like executioner. But she'd warped to resemble and angelic-like being, similar to what she'd trasnformed into during the Friendship Games, her bared flesh radiating with a bright aura. Her sword was ablaze in white. Her ethereal tresses floated atop her and a halo rested above her dome.

She struggled to recall who she'd been. But she sensed the evil around her and knew it needed to be punished. Feathers swirled in the air when a pair of white wings erupted from her back. Her head floated alongside her, seemingly tied to her by the aura, which made certain it never left her side no matter how fast she went. “Shit,” cried Aria when the huntress bore down on them.

The sirens split when the bike raced at them. A screech sounded when Sunset pulled to a momentary stop, between the Dazzlings, uncertain which sister deserve to die more. Aria was the more straight-forwardly sadistic of the two. A somehwat clever thug who raged against the entire world. However Adagio was a mastermind who'd caused untold damage in her wake. She'd psycholigically abused her sisters since they were born and helped set all this nonsense in motion.

Yes, the leader of the Dazzlings certainly deserved her ire more. A part of her recalled how she'd almost wrecked her life. Played with her head and tried to turn her on her friends. Sure, she couldn't blame her for what Tirek had done, but she'd certainly helped escalate the situation. Worse of all she could sense the blood of Rarity and Rainbow on them. She'd make them pay for what they'd done! (Adagio! Aria! There is no escape!) She spoke in a commanding tone. (Prepare to die!)

“What'cha doin' out here alone?” Pinkie Pie's hands were linked behind her back when she bent over.

“Waitin' for Rainbow Dash to return. No luck so far.” Applejack had waited patiently well over an hour by now. Far past the point they were supposed to relax. But she started to wonder if Dash and Sunset would return, or maybe they too had been claimed by the forces of evil. She looked over the party girl. Not her first choice, but she'd do. “Hey Pinkie.” She spotted her Queen out of the corner of her eye, hidden by the fence. “Come this way, will ya? Got somethin' to show ya.”

“M'kay!” Pinkie skipped beside her. She'd always been rather trusting. Especially when it came to somebody like AJ who the group trusted whole-heartedly. “I love surprises!” She followed her around the corner, away from any possible prying eyes, not that they needed to worry much about neighbors under the current circumstances. She yelped whem a lasso was suddenly tossed around her and pulled taut. “Jackie? Um, I like the kinky stuff, but-” She was suddenly yanked backwards.

Chrysalis suddenly seized the party animal and laid lips on hers. By the time Pie started to call on her powers to light up the rope it was too late; her glowing tattoos powered down and she went limp in the Queen's embrace. “Aaahhh,” moaned Pinkie when the conversion process started to overtake her. She pulled free of the kiss and licked her lips. “Juicy!”

“You're my little pet now too,” said Chrissy with a flick of a bouncy curl.

“Yes, my Queen! Wow, I feel so alive!” She spun in a circle and jiggled her assets with a giggle. Now that Chrysalis had used her geode's power, activated by her kiss, to turn them into her latest succubi, they were completely loyal to her.

Again she hated to rob them of free will. It went against everything she'd tried to become; she'd loathed the pimp who'd once controlled her. Tried to free prostitutes like her who'd been abandoned and abused. She wanted willing and loving followers. But she swore to take care of them and release them once their services were no longer needed. If any of them survived.

Where to hunt first? Well, she'd simply follow the trails of wreckage across town, and see where they took her. Crickets chirped around the trio, cast in crimson under a blood-red sky. With a whistle she set off with her new servants in tow.

Nightmare Moon continued to escalate her little torture sessions, determined to break her pets who she kept chained by the throne. With a click of her fingers she opened a portal and summoned in a black steed, a mass of musculature, complete with an obsidian mane and tail. She nuzzled him affectionately. “This is Onyx. I'm certain you two recognize him?” He'd often been her sole friend when no one else seemed to understand her. A constant companion she'd even confided in whenever they were alone.

She laid hands on him and filled him with a portion of her darkness. He trasnformed before their eyes into a demonic steed to match her, complete with starry locks and cat-like eyes. He rose up with a neigh and a snort. “Wonderful, isn't he? But he has needs, too.” He cupped a hand under Cadance's tear-stained chin. “Ones that you two will help him sate!”

“N-no! Please,” whimpered Cadance when a shadow fell over her, the stallion lining up behind her.

“Don't do this,” pleaded Celestia when the flared tip lined up with Cadance's folds.

“Be silent. Or I'll let him ram her so hard he'll split her in two!” A whine sounded and Cadance's eyes widened when he mounted and impaled her.His front hooves rested around her head while he bucked her, only able to drive so deep into her moistening sex, and she cried out each time he battered her cervix. “Breed this mare all you like!”

A heart-shaped bottom bounced each time hips smashed into Cadance, her tits swaying back-and-forth each time she was pushed forward, wailing and asahmed when her vagina leaked down her loins. She panted and flushed with her cries, dreading the possibility that a horsecock would puncture all the way into and possibly through her battered uterus.

Unable to blank out what was happening to her, she tried to pretend it was Shining Armor consummating their marriage, closing her eyes and moaning out each time her sopping love canal was plundered. She begged her dead husband for forgiveness, much like he had her when the Dazzlings attacked him, their aroused bodies betraying them in the moment.

“You're insane,” accused Celestia who received a heeled kick under her chin.

Moon pulled her by the chain to meet her face. “No worries, your turn will come!” She forced her sister to watch while the stud rutted Cadance senseless with the most violent thrusts he dared. Grunts escaped his clenched teeth each time he speared her, desperate to wreck her pussy without permanently breaking her. Much as she hated the pair, she wanted to chip away at them slowly, until they were made aware of how much they'd hurt her over a lifetime of selfish ignorance.

A wail escaped Cadance when Onyx buried himself one last time and flooded her with a deluge of his spunk, pressing his flared tip so hard he spread her cervix hole open, ejaculating directly into her womb as he painted her slimy walls. He pulled free with a plop and she sunk down half-conscious, her gaping fuckhole now oozing with his excessive splooge.

Nightmare reclined back on her throne and forced her sister over. “Eat me,” she demanded while spreading her thighs wide and slipping aside her bikini-like bottom. “Oh, and don't even think of biting, or that horsecock in Cadance's puss will be exiting through her mouth!” Celestia knelt and sunk her face into the wet cunt before her.

A palm was laid atop her head, directing her in deeper, a tongue swishing past the velvet lips to swish around the pink chamber. With her free hand Nightmare undid her flimsy top, playing with the heavy orbs that fell free. “Good little sister.” She buried her face deep as she could in her slimy cunt in a domineering manner. “But I cannot simply rest here forever.”

She'd uncovered another aspect about herself; an ability to peer into the dreams of others. And with practice even control them and turn them into the nightmares of her namesake. Her first target was a lone, lost, and familiar girl...

A room was prepared for Sunny since her master seemingly never slept. Although it was more like a prison cell. She laid on the bed and pulled the sheet around her, soaked in sweat while she tossed and turned. In her dreams she saw the other Sunset Shimmer. She'd somewhat happily lived vicariously through her, proud that one of them succeeded, yet reminded what a worthless failure she was by comparison. That knowledge tormented her even now. A miserable reminder that no one needed her. She'd tried to be helpful to Inky and Pacific, and ultimately failed them too, reduced to another of Sombra's pawns.

She wept bitterly in her sleep. “Sunset...I'm sorry,” she said to her counterpart while the two stood naked in a void. “I-I'm a total failure! I can't do anything right! I've tried so hard, but all I do is seem to make things tougher on everyone else!” She sunk to her knees in the dream and covered her face with both hands. “Just...leave me, okay? Before you're dragged down, too!”

Sunset walked over and took her wrists so that she faced her. “Yes, you are a fuck up. A disgrace. You don't deserve to share my likeness!” She suddenly started to warp before Sunny, hair rising until it caught aflame, and skin turning red as she grew taller, wings unfurled from her back and a spaded tail from atop her buttocks when she took on a similar visage to the she-demon that once attacked Canterlot High. “You're my sweet little plaything, Sunny! Now and forever!” She cackled in her face.

A combination of her own fears and Nightmare Moon's influence breathed life into that darkness and breathed new life into it.

With a hard swallow Sunny stared into her twisted irises. She wanted to turn and flee but all she managed was to dribble urine down her thighs. The devil was suddenly atop her, pinning her down while she spread her legs open, biting and sucking on her lips in a predatory manner. Before she could try and make sense of it all, a pair of cocks had grown from the creature's crotch, and without further warm up were rammed hard into her lower holes. She winced and cried into her mouth as they opened her.

Claw-like extensions on the devil's wings wrapped around her breasts, roughly kneading and bouncing them, while the forked and impossibly long tongue slithered down her throat and made her gag and sniffle. She was repeatedly slammed down with each savage thrust as the evil spirit fucked itself into its new host. Wet squelches sounded when it drove so deep it pierced her cervix hole, bottoming out all the way in Sunny's womb, who moaned whorishly in submission when she squirted all over her.

At the same time the she-demon shrieked when she emptied her fully hilted dicks in her. Torrents of spunk flooded to overflow in her and swished about. Sunny wrapped her limbs tight around the beast, passionately making out with her, until their flesh melted into one entity. By the time Sunny awakened, she'd fully become the same monster she'd dreamed about.

A demonic smirk crossed her when she tossed aside the sweat-soaked blanket and stared down at her beautiful nude form. Claws squeezed her now even rounder and fuller udders. She sailed into the air with mad laughter, and set off in a blaze to hunt down Sombra, wax figures melting under glass cases throughout the museum on her quest to free Inky and Pacific.