"Russenzopf"

Part 14

By Neoraichu

"My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic" is the property of others such as Lauren Faust, including Gilda, Pinkie Pie, Rainbow Dash, Rarity, Fluttershy, Twilight Sparkle, Spike and others. I believe that Cleocatra is my own OC, but I'm sorry if I'm wrong about that. This story takes place about 6 months after the events of Fanfic:"A Little Dash of Pinkie", and about a month after Season 3 Ending:"Magical Mystery Tour".

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Dash felt slightly embarrassed as she was nursing her foal in the bedroom of someone else, even if it was a trusted friend like Princess Twilight Sparkle. It wasn't helping matters that Discord was so openly staring at her as her newborn filly nursed. Of course, it didn't quite occur to her that Discord was staring because the newborn was blood red and looked like an alicorn.

She looked about and noticed that the Changeling Zecora was fussing about the other newborn who had apparently woke up scant seconds earlier. Even though she was obviously a changeling now, she couldn't help but feel that her pink rainbow maned Pegasus was still safe in her hooves.

"Wow Dash," whispered Twilight as she looked over the side of the crib, "Both your newborns are so beautiful. I can see at least one takes after you."

"This one appears to have a need," said Zecora, "to see her mother and feed." So she took the second filly over to her mother, and encouraged it to nurse from Dash's other teat. Dash couldn't help but moan softly, as it was the first time she was being nursed from by both fillies at the same time.

"Discord," said Twilight quietly, "I think the mother and her nursemaid should have a little private time with their newborns. Let's step outside so we can discuss the little matter of Pinkie Pie, shall we?"

"This Zecora imposter might be nice at the moment," remarked Discord as he leaned closer to Twilight's ear, "but still, should we be so trusting of her around Dash and her newborns?"

"This plan is all over for me," replied Zecora without bothering to look back, "so further pain is pointless as I can see."

"Changelings do seem to have quite the hearing," whispered Twilight, "but closing the door should make up for that. Come on."

Discord nodded as he followed her outside. Glancing back, she noticed that Dash seemed a little distracted, and guessed that perhaps the suckling sensations were getting to her. She read in a book how many mares were capable of experiencing an orgasm from the act of nursing. But then the changeling Zecora seemed to be right next to her, holding her up with her hooves and offering support. Perhaps there was something going on between the two of them, especially when the changeling zebra leaned in to nibble at the rainbow Pegasus' ear.

Stepping outside, she quietly closed the door behind her. "I know Pinkie copied my ability to teleport," she mused, "so there must be some reason that she has not just teleported back to someone she knows."

"I'm sure that there's a number of ways that any or all of her powers could be blocked or nullified," replied Discord, "so I wouldn't be so surprised that she hasn't come back yet."

"If changing her back to an Earth pony could only be as simple," she sighed.

"You really have trouble letting go of your own guilty feelings, don't you?"

She did not reply.

"You did stop her from becoming a stallion eating monster, didn't you? Even if your spell didn't go as planned... not like that's never happened before... you still tried your best. I'm sure the Princess Celestia or another will find some way to remove the Spell Block so Pinkie can be cured... Personally, I think she looks kind of... cute... in that new body." He glanced back at the door, and added "Dashie seems to think that as well."

"She would still love Pinkie Pie no matter what she looked like on the outside," sighed Twilight, "and I think we'd be all happier if her exterior once again reflected what she was like before her... partial conversion."

"Do you think this fake Zecora knows where Pinkie is being held?"

"I think she would have already told us if she knew. She does not seem to like being part of this plot against her at all. It almost seems like she knew about the plot to kidnap Dash, and positioned herself to be the one to take care of her once she was their prisoner... or perhaps some of Zecora's personality has somehow rubbed off on her in ways we can't understand yet."

"It's not like there's many experts on the ways of the Changelings, is there?"

"No, I suppose there's not. Maybe it's about time someone took the studies of the changelings more seriously..."

"Oh, I think I see that old twinkle in your eye. I sense that you already have someone in mind for this task, Princess?"

"Maybe..." she smirked, "But let's get back to the matter at hand. We know even less about the red alicorns as we do about changelings. That makes tracking down Pinkie Pie even more complicated that it would otherwise have to be."

"Well, you said Pinkie's conversion was not complete. Perhaps she still has enough of her old scent that something like a bloodhound could pick up on it still? There should be something of hers back at their house that we could use to get us a scent sample."

"There is that," mused Twilight as she became a little more optimistic, "And there should be a relic around here that was made to have the scent sniffing power of a bloodhound. Perhaps if I could find a way to link the magical mirror with that, and have a scent sample, that just might be enough to give us a much better idea of where she's being held."

"Good. Just tell me what this thing looks like and I'll have it here in a blink of your eye."

"It's not that simple. I already knew what the mirror I was looking for looked like, but I have no idea at all what this artificial bloodhound tracking device might look like. We'll just have to dig through them all until we can find the right box with the right label."

"Oh, that sounds so much like work..."

"It won't kill you."

"That still doesn't mean I have to like it."

"Of course not," she replied as she headed of to the magical item repository. "Now if I were storing such a device," she mused aloud, "Where would I file it under?"

"You know I'm no where near organized to guess about that sort of thing."

"No. I guess you're not. It's funny, but I'd love to have Pinkie Pie here to figure out where it is," sighed Twilight, "She's very good at that sort of thing."

"Well why didn't you say that in the first place?" he asked as he snapped his talons, and a Pinkie Pie appeared before them. But it obviously couldn't be her, as she looked like her old self.

"How did you do that?!"

"Oh, when Pinkie Pie used that magical pool to clone herself, and then you used a spell to send all the copies back, well... let's just say that there's some of her still floating around in the ether?"

"So it's a clone of the old Pinkie?" she asked skeptically.

"Yes," he replied, "and it's based on some thin magic, so don't depend on it to be around here very long."

"Pinkie Pie!" called the Princess, "Put down the magical whoopie..."

The peace and quiet was interrupted by a huge magical fart.

"Pinkie Pie!" coughed the Princess, "Get over here! We need to find something that smells like a bloodhound!"

Pinkie Pie vanished and returned with... a bloodhound puppy in her hooves. Twilight face-hoofed herself as Discord grinned from ear to ear.

"Put that back," she growled, "I mean I need a magical device in this room that operates like the nose of a bloodhound!"

"She does things literally, doesn't she?"

"I noticed," she grumbled into her hoof.

Pinkie Pie vanished and returned with something that looked like a pinkish rubber pig snout with a string attached to it. In fact, she already had it tied about her head and her own snout, making Twilight giggled in spite of herself.

"Well even if it won't find Pinkie Pie," mused Discord, "I'm sure they'll be... other uses for it."

"And I'm sure that can wait," grumbled the Princess.

"Party pooper."

"You and Pinkie Pie really are kindred spirits in chaos, aren't you?"

"Oh dear," said Discord in a false tone of alarm, "You've figured me out."

The temporary Pinkie vanished in a puff of smoke, causing the nose to fall to the floor. Twilight picked up the nose and strapped it on, causing Discord to bust out laughing like crazy.

"Oh, it's not THAT funny!" she griped.

Discord couldn't stop laughing, so he simply snapped his talons and made a mirror float right in front of her face.

"Okay... Maybe it is that funny..." she admitted as she looked at herself in the silvery mirror.

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Meanwhile, Dashie was having quite an experience of her own. While the two fillies were nursing, the changeling Zecora slipped down between her hind legs, and began to "nurse" from her clit. With all the stimulation, her pussy was fast turning into a hot, wet and puffy mass of arousal. Even if their eyes were open, the fillies would still not understand anything more than their need to feed upon their mother's milk. But when Zecora paused to lap up the juices from Dash's mareslit, she knew it was no need for nourishment that drove her to do it. She was laying on her back, her head thrown back as she panted and clutched the sheets in her hooves.

"I am not sure what I should do," mused Zecora as she paused from licking, "As it seems I'm truly fond of you. You and your fillies so fine. I wish to stay with thee and thine."

She leaned down once more, and thrust her tongue deep within Dash. It seemed that even though she was supposed to be locked in the form of a Zebra, it did not stop her from making her tongue just a bit longer and thicker inside her. In order to not disturb the nursing newborns, she wrapped her thighs about Zecora's head to stop her hind legs from twitching or bucking.

"But... I... love... Pinkie... Pie..." panted Dash heavily.

"Love is not limited by the numbers," she replied, although it did sound odd the way she talked while her tongue was still buried deep in Dash's maresex, "for true love never encumbers."

"So... you're... saying... you... love... me... too?"

"If I could have my way, then with you I would stay. But there's no need to play this tune, as you are about to cum soon."

"Ahh... Ahh... AHH!" moaned Dash as she did cum hard.

…

Pinkie began to shift uncomfortably in her crate. She felt she was going to pass something pretty large and pretty soon, as she could feel the crystal making its way through her intestines and colon for quite some time. It was her hope it would not be too much longer before she passed that burden and she could simply teleport her way back to Ponyville.

But her quiet was disturbed as she felt somepony opening the crate. She noticed by the sounds that about half a dozen ponies, all stallions, had moved around her crate as one opened the top.

"Why do we have to do this again?" asked one, "She's still hogtied and helpless after all."

"Because we all got orders to check on her!" snarled another, "I'm surprised none of youse clowns bothered to do dis before now!"

"Well there she is," he replied.

"Then make sure all the ropes is secure! One of youse checks her mouth to makes sure that there crystal is still in place!"

Somepony's hooves began to check her muzzle and jaws before he announced, "Hey! The muzzle is loose, and that crystal ain't there now!"

"Check her backside!" snarled the apparent leader, "Make sure it ain't come out da other end!"

Somepony yanked her tail up and said, "Ain't nothin here!"

"Da note said, 'As long as da crystal is touchin or inside her, she ain't using her monster power ta eats us.' Since she ain't eat us yet, the crystal must still be inside her, so SOMEPONY BETTER PLUG THAT BACK HOLE AND I MEAN NOW!"

"Ew!" said the stallions collectively.

"I one of you don't, then I'm gonna shove one of youse ALL THE WAY UP THERE!"

There was a pause full of grumbles. No one seemed thrilled about the assignment.

"FINE DEN!" he shouted, "Stinky, you better shove that HOOF up that BACKSIDE if youse want to keeps breathin!"

"I always get da dirtiest jobs," he grumbled.

"Just do it!"

There was a groan just before she gasp, as a cold hoof was plunged into her ass.

"Aw mare!" he moaned, "I can just tell she's full of shit!"

"Well youse better keep that hoof in der until weese finds up a better plug!"

"Were are we gonna find something big enough to plug her ass?" asked the first stallion she heard speaking.

"As long as Stinky keeps his hoof up 'er ass, we gots us all day ta look!"

Pinkie realized that any escape plans she was were just... blocked.