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It was a wonderful day to be relaxing in the castle gardens, plenty of sunshine and just the slightest of breezes to keep things nice and cool. The perfect time for Hex to be in one of her favorite places, among the many plants and flowers, while taking in the warmth of the sun laying on her side on the grass. The arrangements of plants ranging from domestic to exotic were always there to greet her, vibrant and full of life with many different colors and styles amongst their petals and leaves. She always felt a smile when she stepped amongst them, and didn’t feel like that was about to change anytime soon. The feeling of the grass against her pink and brown fur, the very buff, anthro pony was definitely different from the rest of them. That was to be expected though, since she was created during some magical experiments using the DNA of Tirek in the process. While she didn’t share the same look as him, she didn’t quite have the same sort of features you would expect from the rest of her friends. Bulging muscles rippled under her hide, including her very strong thighs and arms. The slightly darker shade of pink that was on the end of her limbs gave way to the deeper brown, almost bordering on black that made up most of her coloration. Her chest and abs did share the same pink as her outer extremities, also appearing on her face and most of her head. With four ears and four eyes though, her look wasn’t exactly as cute as the rest of the ponies. Two black horns were curved toward the back of her head, while one stood on the center of her forehead proudly. Her hair was light grey in color, with streaks of purple and pink inside, as if to mimic a rainbow of only three colors. A pair of small wings sprouted from her strong back, pink on the very inside and giving way to black. While most would probably assume she was a monster or some kind of villain, she was widely accepted by the community for her gentle demeanor and kind soul. Not having an evil part to her despite whose DNA she came from, she was always thinking of others, and did her best not to cause any trouble. She was glad to be around people that didn’t judge her based on her appearance and gave her a chance, and neither shunned her for her unchosen lineage. Being related to one of the most evil people in recent years was nothing she was proud of, but also was something no one held against her. It was something that was always in the back of her mind. Why did she have to be related to Tirek? It felt like such a cruel thing to be even mentioned in the same breath as such a monster. Hearing people say how he was trying to devour all the magic so he could grow stronger just made her spine tingle. Even beyond that, she was constantly preoccupied by thoughts of what might happen in the future. She did feel like her own person, but because of how she was born and how different she looked compared to everyone else, she always wondered if she might end up looking like him one day. Even as those thoughts were creeping in now while basking in the sun in the gardens, she did her best to try and draw her attention away from them. What if even thinking about it caused it to happen? Only the worst came to her mind, even just the situations that her mind couldn’t help but go to making her shiver a bit as she just closed her eyes and shook her head. Why worry about such things on such a beautiful day surrounded by all the lovely flowers and plants? Pulling herself back to reality, she slowly moved to roll over on the ground, going to look in the opposite direction and seeing a rather lovely looking flower just in front of her. She slowly reached out her hand, going to just softly put her fingers on the petals of the orange and blue plant to softly pinch over it and feel the smooth texture. She could feel the slight dew from the morning still lingering on the flower, slightly rubbing it over the surface of the colorful petal before slowly letting go and relaxing again. But the very second her hand was back close to her, she suddenly froze. Her eyes went wide, and it suddenly felt like her chest gave one, heavy thud as her heart skipped a beat. It was as if time had frozen, the slight moving of the garden in front of her coming to a complete stop as a chill went through her body. She could feel it in her core, her fur slightly standing on end as if some new presence suddenly manifested. Her head refused to turn, her muscles not responding to give her a chance to look around her and see what was happening. Just a deep, dark chill overtook everything, and quickly clouded her mind. As that chill kept slowly creeping across her body, it started to feel more like a tingle than anything. Almost like a bunch of soft pokes all across her skin, that then started to get very hot very quickly. Panic was starting to set in, being unable to move as the clashing sensations surged through her quickly. From the very top of her head to the bottom of her hoofs, she was suddenly feeling like a walking heater. Everything went from icy cold to burning hot, and it only seemed to be getting hotter by the moment. And with a sudden, deep pop resounding in her ears, it was like time just started back up again right where it left off. Only now the feeling that had washed over her was staying where it was, and still continuing to get worse and worse by the moment. Even beyond that, she felt like something was shifting, the world around her slightly starting to spin as it somehow felt like the ground just got slightly farther away from her… Before she had time to think about what happened though, she suddenly felt more deep pops coming from her legs, letting out a loud gasp as she turned to look at herself. What she saw brought a deep sense of dread through to her core, seeing that not only were the bottom of her legs starting to change color, but she could almost see them starting to split into two. Just behind each hoof another one was starting to form, slowly moving to break off from the one it came from, but this time with a decidedly gray color that her own was quickly starting to match. The specific sensation of not just one, but another set of legs starting to appear on her form brought her mind to only one specific place. Tirek had four legs, and the pictures she had seen of him had the same gray colored hooves… Was her worst fear becoming realized at this very moment? The panic that was already going through her shot up immediately, reaching with her hands and trying to grab at her legs as if to stop the process physically, but just watching and feeling as the new pair of legs pushed out of the back of her legs quickly. Though, she quickly found out that wasn’t all that was happening. She could feel her lower half quickly starting to push backward away from her as well, suddenly starting to feel a lot more behind her than she normally would. Her spine was slowly extending, feeling it push out more as her body was transforming more into a taur like configuration. Each individual pop along with the sound of stretching and swelling was quickly filling her ears, only adding to the surreal sensations still coursing through her body. Each passing moment, she could feel her back legs pushing out further away from her, the flank of her elongated body getting longer and wider. It wasn’t just heft though, it was definitely strong and pure muscle underneath. The rippling sinew and flesh was very real, and very much so a part of her body. Even her front legs were getting thicker and putting on more muscle, soft sounds of stretching only getting louder and louder as she could do nothing but watch helplessly as her body was changing. What she hadn’t noticed as she was so focused on this was the fur color on her lower half, having slowly been changing to a darker color. Turning into a light black, her tail slowly lost the colorful streak like in her hair, even leaning more toward white and starting to match the color of her hooves. All these were colors she recognized, what she was seeing as her lower half now starting to look more and more eerily similar to the pictures she had seen of Tirek. As things were setting in just how real this all seemed to be, she started to try and scream and call for help, finding that her words were caught in her throat. No sound was coming out as she reacted in horror to her changing body. As the heath continued to rise inside her body, it was definitely focusing on one space right now. Having not even realized that her feminine sex and moved while her bottom half was growing outward, the pussy lips between her hind legs felt extremely hot. Starting to bulge out slightly, New sensations were making her legs twitch heavily as her folds pushed out more and more. A thick sheath was quickly starting to form, feeling a ponderous and thick horse cock starting to push out from between there along with a heavy, weighty sack. She felt so confused, slightly squirming in the grass as her - his? - her? - his new shaft grew outward quickly. Completely in a stupor as the changes were continuing, Hex slowly felt something pushing him to stand, starting to feel his body swelling out more just like the proud shaft that was throbbing hard underneath his taur lower half. His legs were wobbly, head spinning as he was soon on his four legs, length still swelling heavily as the thick balls were only getting larger as well. But he was starting to realize that wasn’t the only thing getting larger, noticing the ground starting to seem farther away and hearing the cracking of the ground underneath him as his body grew larger by the moment. The changes were creeping up his midsection, seeing his fur quickly starting to turn that deep, dark black that was even more than his lower half. He looked down at himself, feeling power rippling through his muscles as they grew out more. His breasts were quickly gaining mass, but in such a way that they now resembled strong, thick pecs rather than the feminine breasts he had just a moment ago. The slight sounds of stretching muscle grew louder to his ears, the dark black creeping up his torso and seeming to stop at his shoulders. Still trying to call out for help even as the ground shuddered underneath his changing form, nothing came out as the red sheen appeared across those muscled arms. He could feel his eyesight changing, two of his eyes closing as the horn on the very middle of his forehead seemed to be retreating back into his skull. What was unmistakable was the two horns moving from curving backward, now pushing outward from either side of his head and growing much much taller by the moment. The sound of the crackling growth as they grew longer was only adding to the horrific sensation of power he was feeling, one that felt wrong, but somehow… good… Crumbling sounds of the outer wall of the castle gardens being brushed aside like nothing by his front foot made him look down, feeling a thick beard sprouting from his face as his ponderous, massive horse cock was still swelling along with the rest of him. Each throb and slight movement made it bob in the air, feeling the thick pole smash into the same wall and break it down further while sending a strong pulse of pleasure up through his body, one that he didn’t want, but found himself strangely wanting more of. His mind was falling, spiraling in the panic and mixed signals as his wings receded, the color draining from his hair and turning into the same dull grey as a small pinch at his nose signaled the appearance of a nose ring. With the castle seemingly smaller by the second, his power only growing stronger and the desire for it welling up quicker, Hex was at a complete loss. This was everything he dreaded and more, and it was all happening without his choice. Looking down at himself, he was the spitting image of Tirek, and almost felt like he was no longer himself. The want of power, the growing strength in his swelling body as it continued to stretch and grow… It was all so perverse, but was starting to feel so right… Even as the world was shifting still, the ground getting farther away and the castle getting smaller as all the changes seemed to be slowly finishing, he couldn’t help but feel more right and more giddy with the strength that he had. The small part of him that was still in panic was getting smaller and smaller, starting to feel himself slip away, but not of his own accord. It was like a loud, booming voice was not only getting louder, but coming from a different part of him, occupying more of his mind and his consciousness and tugging at his thoughts piece by piece. One thing was for certain, there was no mistaking what this presence in his thoughts was. Just from how he looked and how the changes came on, he knew exactly what was going on. The dormant part of Tirek that had resided in his DNA was slowly taking over both his mind and his body, leaving him with less and less to work with as things were continuing. But it wasn’t just more of himself being lost. He was being won over, broken down by this new form and the power surging through his stronger, larger, more muscled body. Every single flex of muscle, every moment he got larger and bigger was like a drug. Why shouldn’t he enjoy these feelings and sensations? To be so strong and massive, to see the small castle only getting smaller and smaller still, like a pebble just waiting to be completely crushed with just a fraction of his power? And who would be there to stop him? He could do whatever he wanted, whenever he wanted, and no one would oppose him with such strength. The extreme pleasure and sensations continued to dance upon his body and mind, only pushing him more and more to be exactly as his father. The last of the swelling across his body was slowly coming to an end, his voice finally coming through his throat, but not in a scream or a cry for help. It was a deep groan, a heavy sound of pleasure from his new form. He couldn’t help but to slowly flex his arms, feeling the strong limbs stretch and bulge out with his effort and seeing the muscle with his own eyes. He turned slightly, going to lean and look down at his taur body, the strong legs keeping him up and with the same strong muscles. Not to mention the immense, pulsing cock that so heavily throbbed underneath him. It was all too good. What Hex - no, Tirek - What Tirek thought was the worst thing that could happen was quickly becoming the best possible outcome! Here he was again, this time with enough power to live out his desires! And what better way to start with crushing the castle in front of him? A wide grin crept across his face, slowly rearing up his front legs before quickly bringing them both down on top of the structure he was just not long ago lounging in, instantly crushing half the structure in one fell swoop. Feeling the stone completely obliterated under his hoofs was intoxicating, letting out a primal roar as he quickly raised up his legs again for another rough smash that floored the rest of the structure with two loud thuds that shook the ground. Standing in a pile of rubble, dust kicked up and imprints left in the ground from his powerful hooves, Tirek let out a loud, long and maniacal laugh that echoed and carried through the land. This was the start of his rule, finally able to bring all others in line as he would take all magic and become even more powerful! This was surely the end of Equestria as it was known, and the beginning of a new age! - With a loud, piercing yell, Hex suddenly woke up with a start, breathing deeply and in a cold sweat as she was still laying in bed. Moonlight filtering in through the window of her room, she had to throw the blanket off herself and look around, checking her body and where she was in a panic before she slowly started to calm down. Her breathing getting slower and more stable, she soon slumped back into her bed a bit with a soft sigh. Another nightmare, but this one was a lot more vivid than the last few… After just a moment of getting her breathing under control and trying to relax, the nightmare still very fresh in her mind, Hex slowly moved to slide out of bed and stand up. Stepping over toward the window in her room, she looked out upon the castle and the surrounding landscape, her eyes drifting toward the gardens in which her dream had just taken place. Everything was as it should be, nothing destroyed and nothing rampaging out of control. The nightmares were getting more and more frequent, but they were just that. Nightmares. They weren’t real, and she constantly tried to remind herself of that fact each time she had one. It was starting to be a problem though, interrupting her sleep and becoming so vivid… It was becoming less and less something she could just brush off. As the moon was still high in the night sky with the stars twinkling here and there, sleep was already catching right back up with her as she turned from the window. Getting back to her comfortable bed and putting the blanket over herself once again, she slowly laid her head on her pillow. Tomorrow will be a better day, and hopefully there won't be another nightmare to follow. With hope in her heart still trying to stave off the bad dream, she drifted off back to sleep, looking forward to the sunlight tomorrow to enjoy within the castle gardens.