Zecora the not so evil, evil enchantress.

Zecora was indeed, in her hut nestled just inside the Everfree, stirring a small cauldron and humming softly to herself. She always did that while brewing, it helped her memorise the steps involved in her more complicated potions. It was a trick her mentor had taught her, sometimes using song and rhyming couplets as well.

She'd carried it into adult hood as, well habits died hard after all. She'd done her best to stop using rhyming couplets after several years living next to Ponyville, which she had found difficult but it had been worth it to get a bit more contact with the odd, if friendly town.

Not that she needed that now of course, she was just making dinner at the moment, the sweet and spicy stew bubbling softly in the small stew pot, various herbs and roots dotted around the place.

She had a few of the more *nasty* herbs locked away in her secure cabinet at the back of her hut. She had Applebloom coming around at some point today and although the girl had been coming around for years now and knew the her herbology inside and out, it never did to tempt fate.

Last thing anyone wanted was to accidently add poison joke to a broth.

Zecora chuckled deeply despite herself, that was an **** example of course but-

A ripple went across the Cabin and Zecora shivered despite the balmy heat of the Everfree. She breathed out and adjusted the thick mask she wore over her face as she stirred the _massive cauldron _of sticky, dark purple liquid, the angry indigo fumes dancing and and collecting in the snug cabin. She'd shut all the doors and window's not wanting the fumes of this particular concoction to escape. The thought of even the evaporate of this getting into the Ponyville cloud system...well, Rainbow Dash might find it hard to clear the sky as her brains leaked out her pussy and fat, milky tits, her lithe and toned body plumping into a perfect breeding machine.

She'd be good stock as well, her offspring would be strong, quick and brilliant flyers. Zecora briefly pondered whose *essence* would be most productive when added to the breeding brew as she added some more Erofruit, the fat, plump fruit wobbled and bent as she squeezed the creamy white juice out of it into the cauldron.

Applejack's would ensure they were strong and hearty, their powerful tall forms offset by large, equally powerful wings and a vibrant, prismatic hair colour.

Twilight would be interesting, Zecora was pretty sure with the right tweaking, the Princess's pussy juice added to the brew could in theory be used to raise an entire generation of new Alicorns!

Her cabinet was open, overflowing with wicked and evil herbs and ingredients that pulsed, some writhing and squealing as Zecora grabbed them and tossed them into her pot. There was several other cauldrons bubbling away with different mixtures and the fumes mixed and writhed at the top of the hut. She'd have to activate the special ventilator she'd had installed soon, the pressure in the hut becoming a little too much.

She moaned softly, adjusting her tight pants around her thick striped thighs as she felt a rivulet of arousal run down her thighs and she was clad she was wearing the protective outfit, the residue of the potions glistening on the clothes and the wall.

She smiled to herself, content in her work and wondering what her and Rainbow's children would look like if she hiked her pants off and squirted into the cauldron. Would they be black and white or prismatic? She sighed and gently caressed her chest, toying with the zip of her tight, full body covering suit.

Best to activate that ventilator now. Then she could have a shower and see herself satisfied before cleaning up before Applebloom came around.

As the large modern fans began to work, she idly watched suck the roiling, angry clouds into a special tank she had had installed with the fans. They were convenient and despite clashing with her homey aesthetic, they were a really good investment.

She noticed the tank was almost full and noted to dispose of it sooner rather than later, she really didn't want it to rupture and turn Ponyville into a lurid, feverish sexpit.

She wasn't just making breeder potions, she had potions to make people dumber, make them angrier and lustier, manipulate their emotions, double the size of stallions cocks balls, _give _mare's cocks and balls if they wanted them, make them stronger, make them weaker. Huge vats of the stuff, who own special blend of evil diabolical forbidden concoctions that she had worked on, with Applebloom's help she had perfected and refined them into there absolute strongest form.

She hummed joyfully to herself, unaware of the twisted nature of her craft as she watched the tank's gauge fill up.

The tank though, that was residue of _all _the various concoctions, all distilled and mixed together in a truly sinister amalgamate. It would have to be sent to Equestria's special magic waste facility a long way away from here.

As the air cleared, she removed her mask and disconnected the small oxygen tube that led outside into the clean air and stretched, she was an older woman but still firm and attractive. A vigorous mix of hiking around the everfree, defending from it's monsters and a regular meditation and stretching schedule means that the older Zebra was still very fit and toned, her muscles small but defined and her large striped tits sat high on her chest as she shucked the heavy suit, leaving her naked.

Ancestor's, she was wet. Her mask must have slipped slightly, she would have to check it as her clit, poking through her striped pussy lips, throbbed madly, looking slighty swollen and very sensetive.

Defiently check the mask. As...appealing as the idea might seem at times, she really did not want to grow a cock any time soon.

Her musings were interrupted by a soft tap on the heavy door, the locks disengaging as the air becomes safe to breath, The door swings open to reveal a tall, pink alicorn who steps inside, looking around with a radiant expression on her beautiful face.