Cumstock Preparations

Octavia shot up the next morning with a new energy that she had not felt for weeks. Her previous lethargy and anger at Vinyl the last day had disappeared entirely, replaced with enthusiasm and excitement for what was to come next. The dream from last night was ringing in her mind, and her mind was awash with ideas for making it all possible.

But, first things first, was apologising to her wife. A task made all the more important by the simple sign that Vinyl had slept on the couch rather than in the same bed. Thankfully, she and Vinyl had always had a sort of tradition when it came to apologies, with the simple task of making breakfast for the other. And, with that in mind, Octavia woke up bright and early, and prepared a steaming batch of pancakes, haybacon and eggs for Vinyl, arranged to say 'I'm sorry'.

It was to the smell of steaming haybacon and delicious pancakes that Vinyl woke up, and as soon as she smelt the scent she let out a smile of relief, knowing what it meant. When she pulled herself off the couch and into the kitchen it was clear that her previous anger had dissipated considerably, especially when she was met with a large breakfast ready for her. "Thanks Tavi, I'm sorry things got so heated between us."

"The apology is mine." Octavia lied, she had no apologies, but she knew how important it was to be back on Vinyl's side. Soon enough, they would never need to apologise to each other again. "I was thoughtless and worse, I was ignorant."

"Yeah, that's true enough." Vinyl said, sitting down. "Seriously, what even got into you, Tavi? Asking me to be a whore? Like one of the Apple sluts?"

Octavia had prepared a lie ahead of time with Luna. "I had simply seen how popular the Apple family establishments were, I suppose I simply assumed that it wouldn't be that bad to be a whore if it was so popular. But, that was before I did some proper research. I'm sorry Vinyl, truly."

"Yeah, well I guess I can't blame you. Too many ponies these days are thinking like that, it's not becoming more mainstream. Guess I can’t exactly blame you for thinking it’s normal.” Vinyl muttered, but the grumbling in her throat implied that she wasn’t being entirely truthful.

"Yes, well I did some proper research and I agree with you, Vinyl. And more than that, I want to help you fight back against this immoral state of affairs." The words tasted bitter on her tongue, even as she placed a comforting hand on Vinyl’s. She had to remember that this was part of the plan.

"What do you mean?" Vinyl asked, now much more intrigued.

"I'm thinking that we host a festival, and we invite all the most famous celebrities in Equestria to speak out against this injustice. You and me, we both know so many ponies with fame and influence. If we can get them all together, we could gather an audience big enough to fight back, to show them that they aren't alone." Octavia said, heart thumping in her chest. The words tasted wrong, she hated saying them, and hated lying to Vinyl, but she needed to do this. No matter what, her Master came first.

"Tavi, I'd love that, I really would. But I just lost my job, and we can't afford something like that." Vinyl smiled sadly. She seemed to admire Octavia's 'enthusiasm'. "You don't need to do this to make up to me, you know."

"Oh, no that's not why, Vinyl. Or at least, not the real reason, no Vinyl, it's because I want to fight back against injustice, and money isn't an issue." Octavia leaned closer, her voice becoming a whisper as if they were in some crowded room. "And I happen to know a sympathetic business acquaintance who has the money to pull this off."

"You do?" Vinyl asked, blinking in surprise. "Who?"

"An old acquaintance from a while back, I simply noticed their name in the paper the other day and remembered them. They were speaking out against this sexist culture, I'm sure I could get back in contact with them." Octavia said mysteriously. Another lie, there was no old acquaintance, only Luna who would be using a spell to disguise herself. "They've got the money, and I heard they were a big fan of your music as well. If you'd like, I could arrange a meeting. Perhaps, if nothing else there might be work?"

Vinyl mulled over the suggestion, eyes narrowed slightly. Perhaps some part of her was suspicious, thought that it might be too good to be true, or perhaps wondered why Octavia did not tell her about this yesterday. But her smile was genuine, and whatever suspicion she had in her eyes quickly disappeared in an instant. "That sounds like an amazing opportunity, do you think they’ll be available soon?"

"Actually we had arranged to meet up just before yesterday." Octavia said cheerfully, surprising Vinyl, but again, Vinyl didn't push any suspicions she might have had. "It only just occurred to me when I was sleeping last night, when the tempered feelings had died down, you see."

"That's...well... you sure they won't mind?" Vinyl asked, but Octavia happily waved her off.

"Oh hardly, trust me, they’re going to be delighted to see you." Octavia reassured her.

With that, Octavia was bringing Vinyl to an office building in Canterlot where (unbeknownst to Vinyl) Luna had been waiting. Luna expertly played the part of 'Neptune', and made a huge show as a pony who had been disgusted with the spreading of immorality and sin in Equestria over the thousands of years. Introducing herself as a concerned businessmare, 'Neptune' had offered to fund a vast festival in protest of the changes and corruption of Equestrian society. Vinyl had brought it hook line and sinker, and soon was gushing about having an effective blank check for the festival.

"But remember." 'Neptune' had said, her disguise was magical in nature to hide her alicorn nature, as well as physical as she had somehow managed to squeeze her colossal ass into a business skirt. "We want you to recruit the greatest and most famous musicians in Canterlot to come to this show. We aren't eager to invest all this money without some real talent showing up."

Vinyl was looking at the credit card 'Neptune' had given her as if it was made with gold. Her hands were shaking and she was careful to clutch the card tightly as if out of nowhere there might be a thief or a gust of wind that might have stolen it from her grasp. "That's extremely generous of you."

"Think nothing of it, my dear, we simply want to make this festival the biggest in Equestrian history. We will take personal care of the stages, the food, the equipment and all the other boring chores, whilst you use your knowledge in the industry." 'Neptune' then leaned forward over her desk and fixed Vinyl with a stare as threatening as one she'd give to any villain. "And you had best be sure that every musician who is willing to speak out against this new Equestria shows up, along with all their fans. We need them all to be here, to unite them all. To make sure that they ALL hear the music. And through it, we will make Stablestock the greatest music festival in history whose name will be remembered FOREVER!"

Vinyl seemed to be taken aback a little by 'Neptune's' sheer enthusiasm, and for a minute, Octavia feared that she had grown suspicious. But then a wild smile grew on her face and she fist pumped the air. "Yeah, you got it! This is going to be the best concert Equestria has ever seen!"

And so, they were off, with a limitless supply of cash and money and a mission, recruit all the most famous celebrities in Equestria to perform at Stablestock, but Octavia knew that her true mission was to recruit these celebrities to be enslaved and warped into her Master’s messengers and slaves. Vinyl, however, continued to be oblivious, delightfully naming celebrities on her fingers that she wanted to recruit, blissfully unaware that she was leading them to new lives as Spike's slaves.

"Sapphire Shores is a given, of course. Just her word alone is enough to make and break careers. Did you hear about that time she almost shattered Rarity's career?" Vinyl gushed, and Octavia felt a sudden surge of anger filter through her body at the thought of the perfect, beautiful and gorgeous Diamond of the Horde being disgraced by some lowly celebrity.

"Yes I did." She growled, with far more bitterness than Vinyl was expecting. "It's lucky that Rarity wasn't affected."

"Yes, well, if we're able to get her on board then her support alone would be enough to make Stablestock a success." Vinyl said as they took the bus through Canterlot. "And don't forget Coloratura. I know she doesn't do big shows as often anymore, but she's a huge pop star and would be able to make the show all the better."

"I'm sure that Applejack could be persuaded to invite her." Octavia said, in a much more cheerful mood. "She's a distant cousin of mine, and Applejack's always been an old friend of Coloratura. I'm sure she'd be delighted to help." and also see her friend enslaved to Spike as well, just like any good friend would want.

"Then there's also Songbird Serenade, yeah, I know she's not an A-lister like the others. But, if she was good enough to perform for the Princesses, then she's good enough for me." Vinyl grinned.

"And then there's you. You'll be performing too as well." Octavia reminded her and suddenly Vinyl was blushing.

"Re-really? You're sure? I'm not sure I'm good enough." She blushed, but Octavia took Vinyl's hands into her own and gazed into her wife's eyes. "I've heard your music, Vinyl, every night. It's magical, upbeat and wonderful. You're not just good enough, you deserve it. It's your big chance. And I say you take it with both hands."

"Tavi, I..." She swallowed, barely able to keep her emotions together. You'd think after several years of marriage, that the two of them would be used to how emotional they could make each other, yet still Octavia was proud of her ability to make Vinyl happy. They hugged until Vinyl's emotional tears disappeared. "Thanks."

"It's your opportunity to become a real star." And Octavia meant it, because a real star wouldn't just be famous and beloved for their music, but an inspiration to other mares to be the ultimate sex **** to Spike that they could possibly be. And she hoped Vinyl could become just that. "And I know you can do it."

"Well then, where do we start?"

The answer to that question quickly became clear, Sapphire Shores was currently in Canterlot and was leading her dancers in a new routine. Thankfully thanks to 'Neptune's' contacts they were able to get a meeting with her and her agent. Hence why they were now finding themselves in an office building, with Sapphire Shores and her agent, a greying stallion who Octavia cared little about.

"Well, out with it, dears, I can be a busy mare. I have a tour going on and I don't wish to be held up." Sapphire Shores explained tersely, every few moments her eyes would drift to her watch. The atmosphere in the room was a little stiff as they explained their ideas about Stablestock, about wanting to protest against the increasing corruption of Equestria (as if that was a bad thing) and that they had practically unlimited funds to do so. Sapphire Shores was becoming intrigued.

"And you see, that's why we need you, Sapphire Shores." Vinyl explained, with just enough pleading in her voice to flatter Sapphire's ego without coming across as too ****. "You're the pony who can make or break this concert. And we all need to take a stand against all this sin and corruption in Equestria or else soon these streets will soon become dirtier than Las Pegasus's red-light district."

Sapphire Shores tapped a finger to her chin in thought, then a smile spread across her face. She got up to her feet and posed like she would do at one of her shows. "Well, in that case, how could I refuse?"

"Sapphire? Are you sure, we do have a tour to prepare for, and your career isn't going to be helped by inserting yourself into this controversy." The greying stallion said, but to no effect.

"Oh hush now, Achey. You mistake me for some shallow machine for my career. I want to assure you this is a cause worth fighting for." Sapphire Shores snapped, and the elderly stallion recoiled, and then a smile returned to Sapphire Shore's face. "Besides, if all my competition were to become lewd sluts then it might impact my own career. Wouldn't it?"

"Yeah definitely. I, for one, am sick and tired of having to compete with huge tits and lewd outfits that replace the heart and soul of true music. Let's work together to save the soul of music in Equestria!" Vinyl cheered, whilst not noticing how Octavia's fists were clenching fistfuls of fabric of her skirt.

"We look forward to having you with us."

Next on the list was Coloratura, and she was certain to be the easiest to get by far. In fact, if anything, the hardest part of the task was finding an excuse to visit Applejack alone, since Octavia was well aware that Applejack wasn't the best liar. Thankfully, she was able to convince Vinyl and her to split up and have Vinyl invite a minor artist to the concert, thus allowing Octavia to visit Applejack alone.

"AH YEAH! FUCK YEAH! EAT THAT CUNT, APPLE BLOOM!"

Another reason that Octavia wanted to visit Applejack alone, was that she was not known for being quiet when doing her exercise. In fact, her screams could be heard from all the way past the orchard as Octavia approached. A wonderful sound, but sadly not one that Vinyl was likely to appreciate. Knocking on the door, they were opened by none other than the Apple Family's mother Pear Butter, who smiled lovingly at Octavia, seemingly oblivious to the chaos behind her.

“Octavia, is it?” She asked brightly, pulling Octavia into a hug that was as motherly as it was lustful, for to Pear Butter, the two aspects went hand in hand with each other.

"It is, I'm here for your daughter. I have quite the treat for her."

“Oh, which one?” Pear Butter asked, ignoring the particularly high pitched scream of Apple Bloom.

“I believe the one who hasn’t just cum.” Octavia said brightly and Pear Putter returned Octavia’s bright smile with one of her own.

“Applejack, you fat assed sweetie, Could you get over here please? You’ve got a guest!” Pear Butter yelled over her shoulder and sure enough Applejack came over, not even bothering to redress herself.

“Howdy how can ah help ya? Better be important cause I was just making Apple Bloom sing.” Applejack said, leaning against the doorframe with a wicked, confident grin and slapping her perfect ass with her other hand. Quickly, Octavia explained everything that was going on, as well as wanting Coloratura to join in the band.

When she was done Applejack had her arms folded over her breasts. “Now ain’t that mighty ironic? When Ah last saw Coloratura, Ah exposed that no good manager of hers and taught her to be true to herself.”

Applejack gave a wicked grin.

“Seems this time, Ah’ll be teaching her the opposite. To find purpose in being whatever our Master wants her to be. And tell yer what, she was a damn sight sexier as the Countess, be great to see her like that again.”

“She can be either the Countess or Rara, as long as what it’s our Master wants. Think you can make it happen?” Octavia asked with a smile.

“You betcha, Ah’ll tell her some hogwash about how this is to stand up to the sluttification of Equestria, or that this is to set a good example for kids and she’ll swallow it hook, line and sinker.” Applejack smiled maliciously. Octavia grinned back, it was always such a turn on to see how the Element of Honesty had become a dirty, rotten liar for the sake of her friends and Master.

“Damn, that turns me on, you’re such a twisted whore. That’s hot as fuck.” Octavia said, before kissing Applejack lewdly. Octavia was glad that Vinyl was nowhere nearby, it helped avoid awkward questions.

The final stop on Octavia and Vinyl’s quest was to get Songbird Serenade to join in. A new sensation, but any performer good enough to perform for the Princesses was good enough for Octavia. Especially impressive considering Songbird Serenade wasn’t part of their Master’s harem who normally got first dibs at Celestia’s performances

“Songbird, it’s amazing to meet you! I’m a huge fan of your music!” Vinyl said, shaking Songbird’s hand vigorously. Songbird didn’t say a word, despite her career as a singer, she seemed to be quite the quiet one.

“Yes, yes. Simply marvellous, wasn’t it? The Princesses choose well for the Friendship Festival.” Octavia said, beaming gently. A gentle smile could be seen through Songbird’s bangs. “We would be honoured if you might be persuaded to join us in the concert. To have your music inspire others to take a stand against the corruption of Equestria before it’s too late?”

“You’ve got to have seen it right? You’ve got brothels and strip clubs around every street corner. Women are dressed like strippers even in public and it seems like marriage is becoming a cheap joke.” Vinyl said, fists clenched. Her voice was so passionate that she missed Octavia swallowing nervously. “Can you help us, before it gets out of hand and the soul of Equestria is lost forever.”

There was so much passion in Vinyl’s voice. She sounded less like she was asking Songbird to play at a concert and more like she was trying to recruit her to some great destiny. If only that passion could be directed to much more noble goals, Spike’s cock for instance.

Songbird was silent, looking between Vinyl and Octavia as she mulled it over in her head. She never said a word, and it seemed at times like she had no voice at all. If Octavia hadn’t heard her sing at the Friendship Festival then she would have doubted that she could speak. Then Songbird smiled, nodded and whispered so ever quietly: “Yes.”

There was one final task to do, and just like with asking Applejack to recruit Coloratura, this was one that Vinyl could not know about. After all, this was the most important step, the trap that would be laid out at the festival, the one that would change Stablestock into Cumstock and the end of so much resistance to her Master’s rule.

It had been a dream where she was shown how she’d do it. A dream that was no doubt sent to her by Slutprincess Luna, a divine mandate you could call it. And that divine mandate took Octavia to the Crystal Empire, under the excuse that she would recruit more singers whilst in truth she was headed to the Royal Court. There she found the new Queen of the Crystal Empire, Rose, on the throne, Gleaming Shield buried between her legs.

“Oh, you’re such a great pussy licker, Gleaming Shield, no wonder Mommy loved you so much.” Rose gasped as she pushed Gleaming Shield into her cunt via fistfuls of her blue mane. “Who wouldn’t want such a good pussy licker as a wife?”

Beside her, Cadance was standing, dressed like a pleasure ****, a dish filled with treats and wine in her hands, **** to observe the humiliation of her wife. Well, **** didn’t seem like the right word, that would imply she wasn’t enjoying it.

“My Queen, you have a visitor.” Cadance reminded Rose gently, albeit reluctantly.

“Hmm?” Rose looked over to Octavia midway through having her pussy eaten by Gleaming Shield. “Oh, sorry there. B-busy!”

Octavia smiled, of course having no issue with the display before her. “Of course, don’t worry, my Slutqueen, I enjoyed the view. But I do need to begin my quest, I have a request from Slutprincess Luna. Regarding Chrysalis.”

She could see Cadance’s eyes narrow at the mention of Queen Chrysalis, but she nevertheless said not a word. Rose’s eyes however widened with excitement and lust as she heard the name of her not-so-secret crush. “CHRYSALIS? Well we’ve not heard from her since our Master knocked her up and she moved to the mirror world. I’d love to see her again, her tits are to die for.”

“You called?” A deep, venomous voice chuckled and Chrysalis appeared, flanked by two Changelings, striding into the Crystal Court like it was her own personal throne room. “Your sweet dear Flurry Heart suspected I would be needed, Cadance.”

“How lovely.” Cadance said with barely concealed venom. Chrysalis picked up on it and grinned wider.

“So this is the Princess of Love’s Mom?” the mare on her left said. A gigantic Amazonian mare with muscles as big as her tits and long green hair. Her body squeezed into spiked armour which seemed to be for a lewd show than actual protection. “She doesn’t look so tough, I bet I could have taken her at the wedding.”

“Of course, looks can be deceiving.” The other woman said, clearly the other woman’s sister but different in almost every way. Sinister rather than domineering, lithe rather than muscular, calculating rather than tough. Though she shared her sister’s massive tits and Chrysalis heritage, hers threatened to burst out of her dress.

“I can smell the love in her. For her wife, for her daughters, for our Master and his Diamond, oh she makes such a perfect ally.” The mare on the right moaned.

Octavia wasn’t sure if she had the right to speak, she simply gaped at the two in confusion. She could see the traces of their Master’s DNA in both of them, but they seemed to take more after their mother. Noticing her confusion, Chrysalis grins. “Allow me to introduce my daughters. Venom,” She gestured to the muscular mare on the left. “and Widow.” She gestured to the other mare.

“Oh my Diamond, they’re so fucking sexy.” Rose screamed, pushing Gleaming Shield deeper into her cunt and threatening to suffocate her. “So evil and cruel.”

The two daughters of Chrysalis grinned. “Our mother told us you had a lovely fetish for bad girls. I assure you, my Queen Rose, we can be very, very bad.”

“In any case.” Cadance said sharply, drawing the room’s attention. “I believe Octavia had a message from Slutprincess Luna.”

Octavia explained Luna’s plan with Stablestock, how they’d recruited all of the most defiant singers and musicians at a concert and encouraged them to invite as many fans as possible. And then afterwards, they’d lay a trap. “And that’s where you come in, Luna thought that with your Changeling hypnotic powers, you could come up with something to allow us to mind control the entire crowd.

“Devious.” Chrysalis said with a dark chuckle. “So delightfully devious. I never thought the precious Slutprincess Luna had it in her, but then again, I suppose she did become Nightmare Moon.”

“Mother.” Widow said, grinning devilish, but her eyes filled with a desire to prove herself. “Might I do this myself as a means to prove myself to you? And, of course, so that you may test my skills for when it is time to reclaim your birthright.”

Chrysalis considered her daughter carefully, the sinister smile on her face betraying how much Chrysalis enjoyed keeping her daughter in suspense.

“Well, my pet, it would give me the chance to test your skills. Very well Widow, I permit you the opportunity to serve our Master.” Chrysalis said, groping her daughter’s tits as if she was giving an encouraging pat on the shoulder.

“I won’t let you down, mother.” Widow said, curtsying before her mother. She turned to Octavia and simply asked. “Shall we?”

A/N: I want to thank CrimsonS4ge again for the idea for this chapter, and apologise since I don't know anything about music or concerts. Some stuff in the chapter might sound strange.

Any suggestions, feedback, and constructive criticism are welcome.

And special thanks to ShadowLDrago for proofreading this chapter.