An Unexpected Dungon Crawl

The six found themselves in passage big enough for them all to form up, looking about the hallway they found themselves in went to the right and left. Not knowing what to really do about the situation Twilight handed Rarity a stone in the shape of a pony’s ear and told her to use it to keep in touch with her. Twilight chose to split the party in half.

Rarity, Pinkie and Applejack would go to the left while Twilight, Rainbow, and Fluttershy would go to the right. Twilight also handed out stamps to everypony stating they held an enchantment in them and to slap them on at least two walls of every room they came across with the explanation they would allow Twilight to look through them to see things whenever she chose.

The two groups split up and headed down the dusty, stone passageway in opposing directions, not knowing how long they would be taking to make their way through the tunnel.

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After what felt like hours, maybe a little over half an hour in actuality, they arrived in a 30 by 45 room with 3 doorways, one of which they had entered a moment prior, with what looked like 25-foot ceiling, one of the doors was to their left while the other was to the right. Pinkie and Applejack both took the stamps they had out and marked two walls each. While the door they had entered through was open, fallen in and broken into what could only be described splintered wood or kindling to be more accurate, the other 2 doors were closed tight, both appeared to be some kind of painted wood, the one to the right was orange while the one to the left was pink.

“These two doors seem to have similar colors to the two you both naturally sport,” said Rarity as she inspected the doors within a 10-foot range. “Do you suppose one or both have some sort of surprise waiting for us?”

“Wouldn’t be the first time,” said Pinkie, “but I’ve never seen a door that matches the coat of any of our party before now, and now it looks like we have 2 in the same room as us,” she started to giggle and roll on the floor.

Applejack just rolled her eyes and said, “Think ya caun get a magical read on ‘em, Rares.”

“Maybe,” said Rarity with a bit of apprehension, “but I’m not that used to doing that, Twilight’s usually the one to do that sort of thing, I’m not sure if I can even remember how at this point.”

Applejack just nodded in silent understanding and started looking around the barren room. And Pinkie...was nowhere to be seen, she had just up and disappeared. Rarity started to feel worried before Pinkie popped up next to her and startled her.

“Pinkie, where did you go,” Rarity asked in surprise, almost losing her composure.

“To check on the door we entered through,” said Pinkie, “and inspect some of the hall, I stopped at where we dropped in and turned around to meet up with you two again. The door we came through, from what I gathered, had white paint on it.”

Rarity gave a slight, yet still refined, huff before holding out her staff, closing her eyes, and focusing on sensing the magic around them. Slowly opening her eyes, she noticed the pink door had a blue-ish aura about it while the orange door had a greenish aura about it. Closing her eyes again and focusing on trying to see traps, Rarity felt a series of pulses go out from her body.

When Rarity opened her eyes, she could see the presence of a set of five-foot by five-foot squares in a white outline on the other side of the orange door for a split second. “I think both of the doors have some kind of spell on them, I don’t know what blue or green auras mean for objects but it looks like there might be a few traps on the other side of the orange door.”

“Grea’ work, Rares,” said Applejack, “Ah knew yer Warlock abilities wud come en handy, again, ya really gotta stop doubtin’ yer abilities.”

Rarity blinked a few times; she was cast as the Warlock, she almost would feel insulted if it weren’t for the fact they tend to have their social attributes as one of their highest stats. “Oh yes, but I can’t recall if I have any spells for disabling magics,” said Rarity diplomatically, “which pathway do you think we should take?”

“Good question,” said Pinkie, one of the doors has transportation magic on it while the other has transformation magic on it and traps on the other side, what to do?” She stuck her tongue out in thought; the image gave the supposedly serious event a bit of a comedic tone.

What none of them would realize until it was too late was the floor itself had a lesser-known enchantment that blocked spells from identifying potential hazards it had.

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After consulting, and debating with the Pinkie and Applejack a bit over a half hour, Rarity decided to go over to a wall and slump down to take a short rest. As she made her way over to the wall all three heard a distinct click, like that from a floor triggered-trap, from Rarity’s direction, Rarity looked down in time to see a block in the floor had been depressed by the weight of her hoof as she stepped down and suddenly found herself going down some kind of stone slide beneath the floor, the door to said slide had closed too far for Pinkie or Applejack to get a grip to **** the panel open by the time they made it to where Rarity had been standing a moment prior.

Rarity came down on a soft surface, in a bit of rough manner, and when she looked up she saw a minotaur that towered over her in only a loincloth secured by an unassuming but rather large belt, which did an abysmal job of hiding said minotaur’s immense member, the thing stopped about a half a foot or so above the floor in its flaccid state. Rarity gulped she was scared, yet strangely turned on, by the sight of the minotaur’s member.

Before she knew what was happening Rarity had already torn a portion from the loincloth, while leaving the belt surprisingly untouched, and was attempting to deep throat it while it erected itself within her mouth and throat. She felt a powerful stream of cum going down her throat into her stomach, thankfully, when she came to and pulled out and starting hacking up as much cum as she could. She then started thrashing about a bit blind and somehow managed to get a grip on the belt. Using her innate magic as a unicorn, Rarity undid the belt and pulled it from the minotaur.

“Oh, thank the stars,” came a deep resonating female voice, Rarity looked up to see the red and white toned minotaur was now an attractively built red and white splotched minotauress; with a massive set of udders, from the looks of things she had an H-Cup sized bust. “I was cursed to be a horny male with the inability to remove the belt that kept me male.”

It was at this point Rarity noticed the Minotauress was completely naked. “Oh, no problem, darling,” said Rarity as her face got more than a bit flushed, “my name is Rarity, would you honor me by gracing me with yours?

“Certainly, said the Minotauress, “my name is…”

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While Rarity and her half of the party were dealing with their issues, Rainbow and her half the party found themselves locked in a large room, the room was 60 feet across lengthwise, 45 feet across widthwise, and the ceiling was a good 45 feet above their heads.