“ Help ”

After 7 p.m, once the series of reddish flashes that illuminated much of the house had ended, a somewhat different Fluttershy stood before our dragon.

Although at first glance her appearance hadn't changed much, Spike could notice subtle details that were now normal in this new reality.

Her gaze held an aura of fear mixed with sadness, and she had dark circles under her eyes. She constantly checked the clocks, her hands fluttered around her necklace as if afraid of losing it, and her legs were pressed tightly together.

He deduced that it was the great worry she felt about her transformation; after all, the shy and sweet pegasus must see this other personality as a complete abomination. Spike took advantage of this moment to look at the group photo, where he noticed the same changes in the pegasus.

At this, she glanced at one of the many clocks and then turned to the dragon, astonished and even more worried. Apparently, she was so lost in her thoughts that she had forgotten about him.

“Oh… dear… it’s so late… I think you should go now, Spike… though thank you for visiting,” Fluttershy said, gesturing to the door with her trembling hand.

Spike didn’t even flinch at her request; on the contrary, he leaned back, more comfortable, reveling in her growing distress. He found it amusing to see such an innocent and pure being as Fluttershy succumb to his darkness.

Noticing that the dragon wasn’t moving from his seat made the pony even more nervous. Her frantic eyes darted constantly between the clock and Spike, hoping he would understand the gravity of her situation.

“Um… I’m… I’m so sorry, Spike… but you really have to go… it’s… it’s a full moon,” Fluttershy said, emphasizing the last part.

“Full moon!” Spike exclaimed, hitting his head and feigning surprise. “By Celestia! How could I forget something so important?” he added, getting up and pretending to head for the exit.

That made Fluttershy smile slightly, thinking her friend understood the urgency.

"Don't worry... I... I've lost track of time too... this... this curse is awful for me," the pegasus lamented, lowering her gaze.

"That transformation... it must be so overwhelming to fight against it," Spike said, stopping just as he reached the door.

"You have no idea... oh... every night I hear his disgusting thoughts in my head... making me believe they're mine. But they're not!... I know that very well... although on the moon... a full moon, it's much harder... more... gghrrrrrr... my head."

Suddenly, Fluttershy broke off, her face turning much paler, she clutched her head as if suffering from a splitting headache, and her necklace began to lose its luster.

"Oh, are you alright, Fluttershy?" Spike asked, masking his genuine concern with feigned worry.

At his question, she began to tremble, not from fear, but as if she were suppressing some impulse with all her might as the necklace stopped glowing.

“Grrrrr... it's... it's her... oh shit... grrrr... she wants out... she's stronger... than before... oh no, it's not you, Spike... Go away now!”

The little dragon ignored her pleas and instead walked slowly to a closed window, staring at his fragile victim with a mask of concern on his face.

“Really? That's... pretty bad, isn't it? And what does it say about me?”

For a moment, Fluttershy saw Spike, and a wave of heat washed over her, along with a million perverted thoughts. She immediately looked down to prevent those lewd thoughts from growing any stronger.

"Ugh... things... so many horrible things I don't want to mention... oh Spike, I beg you... mmm... I don't want to be responsible for what happens to you."

Unable to hide his anguish, he collapsed to the floor, groaning and whimpering. He was surely using all his willpower to prevent his other half from taking control.

Spike reached the window, running his claws through the oversized lock that prevented him from seeing the full moon.

"You know what, Fluttershy? I think you're suffering a lot. I mean, every full moon is torture for you... holding back something that longs to be free... hmm. I think it would be better if you let it out."

"OH NOOOO! DON'T SAY IT!... Grrrrrrrr!... Oooh!... Very, very bad things would happen... No!... I don't want to be her!"

«Heh heh... but I do want it, babe,» thought the purple dragon.

At times, the pony's expression of suffering transformed into one of pleasure; her grunts mingled with moans and other lustful sounds. With each passing second, the young woman's mind sank deeper into a dark abyss... and Spike was the only one capable of pushing her down.

«So much pain...so much anguish...it's time to show him the right path,» the Voice said, encouraging the protagonist.

"As your friend Fluttershy, I can't bear to see you like this, much less abandon you...hmmm...What should I do?" Spike said, rattling the window lock. "I've got it! I'm going to open this window to let in plenty of fresh air...and lots of light from the full moon."

"WHAT?!"

Upon hearing that, she was seized by immeasurable panic. She couldn't allow THAT to happen...

"SPIKE, STOP, DON'T DO IT!" Fluttershy cried in fear, crawling to stop him.

"Don't worry, it's for your own good...and mine."