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The silence was a little awkward as Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle bathed in the nearby pond. While the young unicorn appeared to have not a care in the world as she flaunted acres of nubile flesh and dangerous curves. The pegasus was not nearly as confident in her skinny body. Every time she poured water over her skin, Scootaloo would steal another glance at the immaculate grace of her friend and marvel at her beauty. Just like her sister, Sweetie Belle had grown into a goddess in pony form. Everything about her was attractive and now that Scootaloo had tasted that perfection, she knew she was addicted.

"Scootaloo?" The sound of her name caused her to jump but she managed to face her friend after a few seconds. "Are you okay?"

"I'm ... terrified," Scootaloo confessed though she did not really understand why she had said so.

"Why?" Sweetie Belle asked as she sat on the bottom of the pool and let her sizable breasts bob on the surface of the water. Scootaloo stared at those nipples and her wish to taste them filled her thoughts. She felt envious of the water droplets that settled on Sweetie Belle's skin.

"I'm ... well ... uhm ... maybe I'm wondering if we'll ever do that again." It was not a complete lie. Scootaloo was currently terrified of dozens of things but that was currently at the front of her mind.

"Well, I would sure hope so," Sweetie Belle said as she leaned back and laughed. The laughter did interesting things to her body and Scootaloo completely missed what got said next. "Hey ... Equestria to Scootaloo."

"Hmm?"

"What else are you worried about?" Sweetie Belle sat up and water ran in rivers down her body. The chill of a breeze caused nipples to harden and little droplets clung to their tips before falling to the water below.

"Uhm ... well ... uh ..." Scootaloo forced her eyes away from creamy perfection and concentrated on her breathing before daring to try using words again. "I'm worried about going to the thestrals."

"I can understand that," Sweetie Belle said sincerely. "I'm pretty sure I'm going to let a Diamond Dog bone me before we're through and I'm really not looking forward to that."

"It's not just that," Scootaloo said. "Sweetie Belle ... this could change us. This could change who we are. I like who we are. I like_you_! I don't want to you become a different pony!"

"I know," Sweetie Belle said with a gentle arm-touch. "You got to remember that we're always changing, though. Every day I'm a little different than I was yesterday. Change is going to happen no matter what."

"Yeah, I know," Scootaloo said. "I'm still worried about it, though."

The pair shared some light laughter and a mostly chaste hug before they stepped out of the pool. It took a little time to shake themselves mostly dry and put on their clothes but eventually they returned to Zecora's hut. The stripped mares had already packed and the four of them moved out and began their journey home. Most of this was done in silence but at about the half-way point Zecora signaled new directions.

Scootaloo instinctively moved to follow these instructions but a glance at her friends told her much. Sweetie Belle looked concerned, much like her, but Apple Rose did not. Fear began to gnaw at Scootaloo once more as she considered the possibility that getting her cuttie mark might have done more than just awaken her long-time friend's destiny. Apple Bloom had always been the suspicious one but now she was not asking questions. Even if Apple Rose was the same pony but it seemed like she knew things the way Zecora did, and that was troubling.

What if she isn't the same pony anymore? What if Zecora's plan changed Apple Bloom at her core. Stripes and a cuttie mark are one thing but she even changed her name. I guess I can see how blooming into a rose is a good poetic flower thingy. I hope that's all it is. But what if it isn't? What if she's totally different now? What's going to happen once I go through with my trial? Will I be totally different too? Will Sweetie Belle? Did I just find love only to die and be replaced?

This thinking was not going to help them fight Tirek, so Scootaloo pushed it aside and made an effort to follow her leader. Several more miles of forest were covered before the four ponies came to an area that Scootaloo recognized as a forbidden zone. They stopped at the edge of a cliff and looked down into a valley that was filled with danger.

Scootaloo's heart sank when Zecora and Rose looked over the edge and gave each other knowing looks. Doubt surfaced once more and the pegasus broke out in a cold sweat when the two striped mares looked at her.

They have the same look in their eyes. Whatever Zecora does to know things ... Apple Rose knows them too. She IS different. Oh buck ... what am I going to do?

"That's Plunderseed Valley," Scootaloo said in a barely controlled voice. "You know ... the place where Discord's seeds cross-pollinated with the local flora and took over."

"I know where we are as do you. We have come here for more than the view." Zecora spoke her rhyme and motioned them all to look over into the valley. The telltale black vines with their blue-green thorns could be seen from this height but the worst of the danger was still hidden. Discord's magic had caused the local flora to mutate and become semi-sentient. None of the plants ate meat but most of them liked to snack on certain pony parts that caused more than a few ponies to become addicted to the valley's effects.

"Apple Rose has completed her task and now it is time for you to ask." Zecora's words were calm but she stared at Scootaloo with an unnerving level of intensity.

"How do I get to the thestrals?" the pegasus finally managed to ask.

"I am glad you asked," Zecora said and she pulled a map out of her pouch and smoothed it out on the ground. "This path you must take alone, through the valley where seeds of plunder are grown. From there a guide will be found, just follow her unbidden sound. To their realm of dreams you must go, to join with them both in pleasure and woe."

"We had a few visions while the two of you were busy," Apple Rose said. "There was a green mare getting all into it with the local flora and I think it was on purpose."

"Is she just an addict or do you think she lives there?" Scootaloo asked.

"Both, I think," Apple Rose said with a nod. "It looked like she was really into it but I think she's in control of them. She's a little wild around the eyes, though, so you gotta be careful when following her."

"Do you want me to get all sexed up by Discord's plants, too?" Scootaloo asked.

"You're going to get sexed up at some point, on this quest," Apple Rose told her gently but then her eyes drifted over to Sweetie Belle. "I mean ... more ... again ... with others." Apple Rose stopped and huffed a frustrated breath as her cheeks turned red. "I don't know if it's the plants or this mare or something else, but you need to accept your sexual awakening if you plan to succeed."

Scootaloo looked from Rose to Zecora and realized there was no way out of this. When she looked back to Sweetie Belle, though, she saw a look of fear and hurt that took her breath away.

"Uhm ... okay," Scootaloo said as she looked back to the two stripped mares. "Can you, uh ... give us a minute?"

Apple Rose startled Scootaloo by stepping forward and hugging her tight. "It's still me," she whispered. "I know I'm different, but I'm still me."

"Are you sure?" Scootaloo asked as tears began to overflow her eyes.

"I'm sure," Apple Rose whispered. "You're going to be okay, Scoots. Just do what you need to do and you'll understand. It's going to be okay."

The pair of them hugged a little more and then Apple Rose stepped back. She and Zecora stepped away from them and Sweetie Belle approached shyly.

"Sweetie Belle?" Scootaloo barely managed to say the name but the unicorn wiped her tears away, sniffed, and forced herself to smile.

"I'm okay," she lied. "You need to focus on you. Your dark power is down there in that valley so that's where you need to be. I wish I could go with you but I have my own path to worry about."

"Are you sure?" Scootaloo asked.

In answer, Sweetie Belle stepped forward and wiped away her lover's tears. They exchanged a passionate kiss and then squeezed each other hard for a time. Then the unicorn did something to Scootaloo's wings and she let out a gasp that was more than simple surprise.

"Oh-hoh, it does work!" Sweetie Belle's voice was so naughty that Scootaloo considered pushing her to the ground and taking her right there. "Stratus just loves it when I do this to him. I'm glad to see it works on you too."

As Sweetie Belle spoke, she stroked Scootaloo's little wings. Talented fingers worked their way between fur and feathers, messaging the joints in a manner that caused lots of sensations to course through her. Scootaloo's knees wobbled and her breathing became erratic. A moment later she felt the sensations peak and tiny shivering orgasms rippled through her.

"Celestia's Mane," Sweetie Belle cursed in stunned pleasure. "Did you just peak?"

"H-How did you do that?" Scootaloo asked as she knelt on the ground and panted. "That was ... amazing!"

"Stratus taught me," Sweetie Belle said smugly as she took a knee and looked teasingly into her marefriend's eyes. "Playing with his wings gets him harder than one of Zecora's riddles."

"Luna's Might," Scootaloo whispered as she marveled at the tingling going through her whole body. "I'll have to thank Stratus, when we get back. I wonder if being a thestral will make things different."

"I don't know, but I plan to find out." Sweetie Belle's voice was confident when she said this and Scootaloo found her spirits lifting.

"You really think that's going to happen?" Scootaloo asked.

"I do," Sweetie Belle stated firmly. "We survived a decade on our own and Zecora has never steered us wrong. This plan might seem a little more nuts than normal but Celestia has been with us and now we're embracing Luna's power. I know we're going to get through this. I know you're going to come back to me with more power than you've ever had before. I can't wait to see what you become!"

"I can't wait to be back in your arms," Scootaloo said as she wobbled back to her feet. They embraced once more but this time there was no wing fondling.

"Go on," Sweetie Belle whispered. "Go get your powers and come back to me. I don't want this to be good-bye, so I'll just say ... be safe."

"Be safe," Scootaloo said as she forced herself to stand straight. "I look forward to making out with you when this is all done."