Thermonuclear-Sexplosion: Button's Mum as a WMD

>You are Dr J. Robert Oppenhorser, one of the foremost minds in the field of theoretical magic
>Your restful sleep is disturbed by a sudden phone call in the early hours of the morning...
Hello, who is...
Oh, your majesty, I...
I see. And when is the chariot...
Any minute now? Yes. I will leave at once
>You put down the phone
>"Who was it, you lazy slob?"
None of your damn business, you nag. Go back to sleep.
>"I'll sleep when I want to. You're going to be gone for a while?"
Yeah. I didn't want to come back, but all my stuff's here.
>"Oh, haha. Go on, get out of here"
>You give your wife a quick hug and grab your emergency overnight bag
>Heading out your front door, you're surprised to see a chariot arriving
>Being disturbed at such short notice... something serious must be going on
>The full moon hangs heavy in the sky as you board the chariot, and are whisked away to Canterlot

>After an hour or so, you've arrived and are ushered into a conference room
>As you enter, you're surprised to see the Princesses Celestia, Luna and even the newer one, Twilight.
>You also recognise several other leading scientists, and a couple of ponies wearing the uniform of a general, their chests fielding an impressive array of gleaming medals
>At your arrival, Celestia stands
>"Finally, we are all assembled."
>You sit down at the only empty seat on the conference table and find a dossier before you
>"You have all been brought here to address an ongoing situation that developed in the town of Ponyville late last night"
>"I'd like to turn you over to Princess Twilight, who has been monitoring the situation and will provide a brief outline"
>With no further ado, she sits and Twilight begins to talk
>"At 21:37, I noticed an abnormal amount of background magic interfering with an experiment I was about to perform."
>"I investigated, and found that the phenomena originated from a local source that was producing large amounts of energy"
>"I began to track the source, hoping to determine what exactly was going on"
>"As I moved further towards the source, I noticed that the ambient temperature was well above what would be normal for a winter's night, about 23 degrees Celsius"
>"The closer I moved toward the epicentre of the emissions, the higher the temperature got until eventually it was too uncomfortable for me to progress without cooling myself with my magic"
>"At this point, I arrived on Finklydown road. There was an intense light radiating from one of the houses on the road, number 47"
>"The heat was becoming dangerous, and fire was becoming a conceivable risk so I made the decision to call upon the guard to evacuate the road"
>She gives a sigh
>"That was at 21:45. The intense light showed no sign of dimming, and the background magic was becoming so strong that it was becoming too difficult to try to investigate from close range"
>"At 22:32, number 47 began to show signs of being on fire. We evacuated the enitre area"
>"At 23:14, other houses on the road began to spontaneously combust from the incredibly high heat, and the background magic began to become strong enough to create spontaneous effects. A few minutes later, at 23:17, we evacuated Ponyville."
>The faces in the room are all serious, everyone trying to process this information
>"The energy being given off by this object is increasing at an alarming rate, and shows no signs of stopping. If left unchecked, it poses a very serious threat to all of Equestria, possibly even to our entire planet."
>Twilight surveys the room, making eye contact with everyone present
>"You are the créme de la créme, the very best in your respective fields. We NEED to stop this, and the only people in the world capable of that are all presently in this room."
>"Now. In front of you each is a dossier containing everything we currently know. We have researchers in the field trying to piece together more information, so expect updates as time goes on."
>"I'd like everyone to take a few moments to look through the information, and then we can begin trying to work out exactly what's going on. If we know what's causing this, then we can find a way to stop it."
>With that, Twilight sits and everyone begins to flick through their heavy dossiers, picking out key information as they go...

>"... unt so ze effect must originate from a source vith magical potential. Hence, zis, 'Button's mum', an earth pony, is not zer source of ze radiation."
>There's a snort as the bespectacled pig finishes talking.
>"I'm sorry Niels Boar, but that's absurd. Earth ponies also have latent magical abilities, and it's entirely possible that whatever is causing this is channelling through the power THROUGH her. I do not think she herself is the source."
>There are a variety of responses, some supportive and others derisive
>Marie Cutie, a world leader on research into radiology speaks up
>"Ridiculous. Button's mum is merely a red herring. She may be the only pony not successfully rescued from Ponyville, and the source may be in her home, but we can't just assume it's her without any proof! In fact, I believe that cyborg aliens from another dimension's future have..."
>You tune out the argument as your mind works, going over the facts and rereading your dossier, searching for any tiny clue that could reveal the truth
>The ongoing 'civilised discussion' halts when somepony rushes into the room and gives Twilight a folder
>After exchanging a few private words, the pony rushes out, and Twilight addresses the room
>"We've just received a report."
>"Currently, the forcefield is resisting the energy. However, our on site defence experts warn us that if the source continues to grow in power at the same rate it has been, then their shield will collapse in, at worst, 6 hours"
>There are gasps from around the room
>"We've also been brought some more information, especially on this 'Button's mum'"
>With that, she opens the dossier and pulls out a picture of the mare in question
>A tan coloured earth pony with a nicely styled brown mane
>Everyone takes a moment to appreciate the mare
>"I'd ride her at the rodeo!" interjects Horsenburg
>"Daaamn, she's a solid 10 if every I've seen one!" Boar helpfully adds
>Celestia contributes to the conversation with a long wolf-whistle
>You're shocked at their behaviour
>Sure, this pony is probably one of the most attractive you've ever laid eyes on, but now's not the time to be distracted by her hotness.
>It's made worse by the fact that the crude comments all come from a group of ponies who were, moment ago, arguing like a bunch of mares on oestrus...
>Mares in oestrus? You wonder...
Do we have her medical files?
>Twilight flicks through her new folder, and pulls out a file, passing it to you
>You skim the document, and it confirms your suspicions
>Standing, you begin to speak
What was the first thing you all noticed when you saw this mares picture?
>There's a brief silence, before someone blurts out "How HOT she is!"
>You nod
Exactly. And in her records...
>You place the document you just read back down on the table
...it says in here that she was prescribed lysergic acid diethylamide up until two weeks ago, when her doctor decided to end the treatment.
>There are a couple of confused faces, but the rest all seem to be contemplating your words
Lysergic acid diethylamide, for those of you who are unaware, is a completely harmless drug prescribed to help a mare overcome the effects of a particularly strong oestrus.
It seems like Button's mum is quite the nympho. Normally her urges would be held at bay by the prescription, but that was cancelled recently, leaving her open to the influences of her hormones.
>Celestia finally twigs on to what you're saying
>"But doctor! Surely you don't mean..."
>You place your hooves on the table and bow your head slightly, your voice grave
I'm afraid so, your highness.
The hottest mare in Equestria has just gone into heat

>There are gasps from all around the room
I believe that her mighty need for a dicking is being transformed into raw energy.
The longer she goes without getting stuffed, the worse the effects will become.
I theorise that, unless someone bumps nasties with her in the next 8 hours, her horniness will become so intense that it will literally tear apart the very fabric of reality, destroying all of Equestria.
>The room rests in silence for a moment, before the others begin agreeing with your theory
>Satisfied with you work, you sit down
Now we know the problem, we can begin to think of a solution. Twilight, you're the element of magic.
Do you think you could create some kind of turbo-sex being out of pure magic?
>Twilight shakes her head, then hesitates slightly
>"Well, yes and no. I KNOW I can create something like that, but the issue is that the high level of random background magic would destroy it before it even commenced foreplay"
>You sigh
We need to stuff her muffin soon, or it'll be the end of the world as we know it.
>The assembled ponies begin throwing ideas out
>"What we need is someone who is completely immune to magic"
>"Yeah, and they have to be good in bed"
>"Good? No, they need to be AMAZING. They have to pump her pussy time and time again, never stopping for as long as she's in heat"
>"No such creature exists! Equestria is doomed!"
>You notice Celestia and Luna looking at each other, some kind of silent conversation passing between the two
>Luna gives a nod, and moves to the other side of the room
>Celestia raises her hoof and silence falls almost instantly. As this happens, Luna begins to channel some kind of summoning spell
>After a long pause, Celestia begins to speak
>"Such a creature does exist."
>"Long ago, a strange being arrived in our land from a different reality. His original reality had no magic, and so he is impervious to it. He was welcomed at first, but soon things turned sour"
>"This creature was so good at sexing ponies up, he became the most sought after being in our country."
>"Mares from all over would flock to be with him, and he would spend his days sleeping with dozens of lusty ponies"
>"His hordes of lovers all provided for him, and he lived as a king among them."
>"Though he wasn't inherrently evil, his existence was detrimental to the well-being of our country"
>"The birth rate fell by almost 80% as all females were pleasured by this creature"
>"We decided that he would have to be locked away, for the safety of our country"
>The room is collectively dumbfounded
And you believe that this creature could now be our salvation?
>Celestia nods solemnly, and as she does so, Luna finishes her spell
>A door appears, floating in space
>It opens, and out steps a tall bipedal ape descendent.
>It's wearing a suit, and it looks around the room, a faint smile on its face
>"Well, hello ladies and gentlemen."
>The being notices Luna and Celestia
>"Whoa! You two! Damn, I still have dreams about that time the three of us got the marzipan, the filing cabinet and the carnival masks!"
>The sisters stammer at his words
>"WET dreams that is!"
>Celestia seems to finally snap out of her stupor
>"Anon. We have need of your particular... skills"
>"We need you to walk into a maelstrom of magical energy which won't affect you and incredible heat that PROBABLY won't affect you, and..."
>Anon raises a hand and silences her
>"Nope."
>Celestia looks shocked
>"You just locked me up for like, 800 years. I'm cool with it, live and let live and all that, but I'm not going to risk my life just for..."
At the centre is the world's hottest nymphomaniac mare and we need you to fuck her.
>As soon as you finish speaking, Anon revises his answer:
>"I accept"

>Within the hour, you all stand at the edge of the effected zone
>Dozens of unicorns pour their magical energy into a glimmering dome, fizzling and hissing as it tries to contain the lusty energy of Button's mum
>The team of scientists stand around as Anon prepares to breach the forcefield
Be careful Anon, we don't know what lies behind that barrier. Though you should be immune to all magical and heat effects, if there's anything else in there it could pose a threat
>Anon gives a dismissive wave of his hand
>"Don't worry Doc, I'm trained in over 250 different styles of Gland-to-Gland combat. I can bring a partner to orgasm in less time than it takes for them to get their clothes off..."
>He thinks for a moment
>"... which can actually be quite confusing at times."
>Celestia clears her throat as Anon eyes up the wall of crackling magical energy
>"Anon, you go with the full blessing of Equestria. At great personal risk, you're willingly going to..."
>The princess stops speaking as Anon just sprints toward the magical shield, eye on the prize
>She gives a heavy sigh as he disappears through the wall of energy
>"It's lucky that it was the most attractive mare ever that was in the centre, otherwise he never would have helped us" Horsenburg pipes up
>Luna laughs
>"You don't know Anon. He would have ran in just as fast if we had told him there was a melon with a hole cut in it"
>Celestia nods
>"Yes. He's an insatiable sex machine. If anyone can stuff this wanton slut's lusty nethers, it's Anon."
We can but hope, your highness...
>You look at the buckling magical dome
... we can but hope.

>You walk with the Princesses to a nearby tent, banks of equipment being tended by a dozen flustered ponies in military dress
>The commander salutes as the Luna and Celestia arrive
>"Your highnesses. We've got a signal from Anon. His immunity to the background magic is allowing us to communicate, but the signal's still weak from interference"
>He gestures toward a microphone on a stand
>"If you wish to talk to him, speak into that"
>The princesses, along with you and several of the other scientists, gather around the mic.
>Taking the initiative, you speak into it
Anon. Can you hear us?
>"Yeah, but you may wanna turn the mic off when I actually get to the centre"
>"Things are gonna get WEIRD..."
>You're about to respond, but he continues
>"I mean, you're welcome to listen, it doesn't bother me, but it's gonna be some real NC-17 shit"
>You sigh
I'm sure we understand-
>"I'm not just talking about moans; it'll sound like someone's getting murdered. Screams, wet squelching sounds..."
Yes, ok, we-
>"... maybe, like, a cracking noise? Depends how limber I am after my little incarceration. And sometimes I do this thing were I commentate, so like, I dunno if you're into that-"
Are you done?
>There's a brief silence
>"... continue."
>You pause for a moment, trying to refocus
Tell us Anon, what do you see?
>"Uh, everything's really bright but I can see buildings and vague shapes. It's funny, I thought you said Ponyville was evacuated"
>You frown
It was evacuated, why?
>You nothing but static for a few moments
Anon? What's going on?
>"Uh, they're all coming toward me now, what should I do?"
Anon? WHAT DO YOU SEE?
>Your heart hammers in your chest, and you can feel a sheen of cold sweat forming along your brow
>"I- they're like, weird fiery ghost ponies"
>Your eyes widen, and your colleagues and the princesses look to you
>"What is it? What are they Oppenhorser?"
>Sagging your head, you speak
Semen Demons
Button's Mum's libido has taken a physical form, and is seeking out any sexual release it can find
>There are a serious of shocked gasps from around the room
>"Pffft. Spoopy. Seriously though, am I going to have to fuck all these sexy demons?"
>Anon actually sounds pretty hopeful
No. You don't have time. It is of the utmost importance you complete your mission before Button's Mum goes critical!
>"...oh, ok"
>He doesn't even try to hide his disappointment
You're going to need to distract them Anon.
>There's a zip noise
>"Way ahead of you, Doc."
>You can hear a pumping noise, and awkwardly look away slightly
Uh...
>Everyone in the room is avoiding each others eyes, and Twilight rubs at the back of her head uncomfortably
>"It's no good! I'm not used to finishing this quick!"
>"I normally aim to last at least 2 hours on my first load"
>Damn, he has nowhere near that time!
Ok Anon. Is there...
>You groan
...is there any way we can help?
>There are a few second of silence before Anon speaks again, his voice strained
>"Yeah... I need you to talk dirty to me"
>Shit.
Uh...
>Shit shit shit
I, uh...
>Your stammering is interrupted by Princess Twilight Sparkle stepping forward
>"I'm really hot right now... I want it?"
>The sound of Anon redoubling his efforts carries over the mic
>"YES! That's it, more like that, from anyone! Dudes too, it's all good fun!"
>Boar clears his throat
>"I want you to, uh... pull on my little tail. Tell me... tell me..."
>He's clearly lost steam, and you step in
Tell him he's a dirty piggy!
>Boar nods uncomfortably
>"Yes! Tell me how... dirty I am."
>The pumping sound is furious now
>Luna steps forward
>"Mmmm... my marehood is dripping right now for you Anon. I need you in me. I want you to ride me like the disgusting slut I am"
>There's a series of grunts from over the mic
>"Ok, they're all fighting over my load! I guess I could go another round if..."
NO! You don't have time Anon!
>"Oh, fine. Killjoy."
>There's a moan, this time from inside the tent
>Everyone spins round in surprise to see Luna, her eyes tight shut
>"Oh yes. Tie me down! Use every inch of me for your perverted desires!"
Uhh... your highness?
>Her face reddens as she moves one of her hooves to between her legs
>"Oooohhhh, yes. I'm yours Anon, use me! Use me like..."
>Celestia coughs loudly, and gives her sister a nudge
>Luna opens her eyes, and sees everyone looking at her
>"Uhh...."
>There's a moment of awkward silence as Luna turns beetroot red
>Thankfully, a brief burst of static cuts through the embarrassment
>"Ok, I'm at the house."
>You fumble for the mic
Anon! Good, uh, the epicentre seems to be upstairs
>You wait for Anon to respond, but are greeted only by the hiss of static
Anon? Do you copy?
>Still no response
>You're about to ask again, but one of the technicians in the tent speaks up
>"Sir, we're experiencing a huge spike in energy!"
>Several alarms begin sounding around the room, and warning lights flash an urgent red
Dammit, what's happening?
>A display panel explodes, sending a red pony flying
>"THE SHIELD'S CAN'T HOLD! WE'VE GOT ABOUT 15 MORE SECONDS!"
>Shit
Come on, Anon. You're supposed to be the greatest...
>You mutter to yourself, knowing full well that your life is in the hands of some sexed up monkey man
>"5 SECONDS!"
>"4"
>"3"
>"2..."
>A red light on one of the consoles turns from red to yellow
>"...wait, it's dropping!"
>One by one, the alarms silence, and the lights change to less urgent colours
>"It's falling! He's done it!"
>The room erupts into a series of cheers
>Ponies are hugging one another, laughing, crying
>It looks like Equestria is saved after all!
The magnificent bastard managed it...
>Suddenly, a noise cuts through the static of the mic
>"Uh, uh, uh, Mmmmmmhhhhh"
>The room slowly quietens down
>There's a squelching noise, with what you can only assume is the creaking of a bed
>A needy scream comes over the intercom, and you hastily turn it off
>There's a moment's silence before Luna speaks up
>"I'm uh, gonna go lie down for 30 minutes or so. Be right back"
>She trots out of the room, tail held low over her nethers
>"Yeah, I need to grab a snack!"
>"I'll be in the toilet if anyone needs me!"
>"I'm, uh, just going to get some fresh air!"
>One by one the assembled ponies rush off, their real intentions obvious
>Eventually, just you and Celestia are left in the room
Well. Looks like he managed it.
>Celestia just looks you up and down, biting her lower lip
>"Are you a married pony, doctor?"
Yes, I have a wife.
>Celestia leans in close
>"I REALLY like doctors, doctor. Do you think maybe your wife would mind if I... /borrowed/ you?"
>You hesitate slightly
>But only slightly
Get on the table
>Celestia smiles seductively
>"Right here? Ohhh, you /are/ naughty"

>Hours later, the team that saved Equestria is assembled in the command tent
>You've tried a few times to contact Anon, but he still seems to be in the middle of something
Your highnesses, what will happen to Anon now?
>The sisters look at each other
>"He will go free, in honour of his service to Equestria, but not before we thank him... privately."
>"As for Button's Mum, she will be given a prescription of the oestrus blockers."
>The comms channel crackles to life again
>"Heeey, guys. Guess who just scored a 10/10 milf!"
>You groan inwardly
Anon. It seems congratulations are in order. If you hadn't got her those oestrus blockers to her in time, we...
>"Oestrus blockers?! Oh shit, that's what that was."
>You blink
You didn't give her the medicine?
>"Uh...."
All you had to do was smear some of the compound onto her! We explained in the briefing!
>"Oh, I was busy checking out that radiology chick. Hey by the way."
>Marie Cutie blushes
>"Hey Anon."
>You rub your tired eyes with a hoof
Well, it looks like you were able to sate her lusts without it. Apply it now, and everything should be fine.
>There's another awkward pause
>"Uhhh..."
>"I, uh, I kinda used it"
>You take in a deep breath, trying to calm yourself
And what, exactly, did you use it FOR?
>"Well, I'm just gonna come clean here. I just thought it was lube, you know?"
...
Lube?
>"Yeah, just in case she wanted to do any butt stuff"
And did she want to try any... 'butt stuff'?
>Anon pauses for a moment, but when he speaks you can hear the smirk on his face
>"Oh yeeeah she did!"
>Well. There's that.
>You suppose that... rectal application of the drug would still be just as effective as skin contact, if not more so
Ok Anon, the lysergic acid diethylamide should still take effect, but we may need to-
>"Lysergic acid diethylamide?"
>You frown at being interrupted
Yes, it's the most common oestrus suppressor. Why?
>"Lysergic acid diethylamide? Like, LSD? Like, 'I just rubbed a load on my dick then stuck it in her pooper' LSD?"
Yes. LSD. Why? Is there an issue?
>There's just silence for a few moments
>"I'm going to sit down for a bit. Just before... wow, ok. Things are gonna get a bit weird"
>"I can't believe you spiked my lube with LSD! You're a wild one Doc!"
It wasn't lube, and you were told multiple times the it was LSD. In great detail.
>"Don't worry Doc, I get it. Prank war, yo?"
No, I didn't-
>The radio cuts out, and Anon stops responding
>Well, shit.
>If he thinks you pranked him by giving him some kind of powerful hallucinogen, who knows how he'll respond?
>Princess Luna speaks up
>"I wouldn't worry about it Doctor."
>"We'll recover him and ensure he's kept nice and safe."
>She licks her lips slightly
>"Nice and safe indeed..."
>You want to say something, but you're far too tired
>Celestia steps forward
>"Head home doctor. You've done a great service to Equestria."
>She leans in close and whispers in your ear
>"I look forward to our next meeting, doctor"
>You clear your throat awkwardly
Uh, yes your highness. I live to serve.
>With that, you bow and take your leave, boarding a chariot to take you home

>About an hour later, you're standing outside your house
>The sun is low in the sky, and you realise that it was only about 7 or 8 hours ago that you were fast asleep in bed
>It's starting to hit you just how tired you are
>With a yawn, you open your front door and make your way slowly up your stairs
>When you get to your bedroom, you realise your wife has already left for work
>More room in the bed for you then.
>Just as you're about to climb into your bed, the phone rings
>You groan
Oh, come on!
>Picking it up, you answer gruffly
Yes?
>"Doctor Oppenhorser?"
>You're surprise to hear Celestia's voice
>"Anon is missing in action. We entered the zone to recover him, but he's gone."
>"You may want to take a few precautions just in case he tries to come after you with a prank or something"
>She hesitates slightly
>"I'm sure he's harmless, but... well, just be careful"
Ok your highness, I'll take care
>"One last thing, remember when-"
>She cuts out mid sentence
Hello?
>Celestia doesn't respond, but someone's still there
>You can hear breathing down the line
H-hello?
>Suddenly, the phone hangs up
>There's another receiver in your house. Whoever that was, they're in your home
>Your heart fills with dread
>Slowly, you creep down the stairs
>The other phone is in the kitchen
>Sneaking along the corridor, your stomach is a mass of knots
>Wait, what are you doing?
>This is Anon. Sure, he's a bit sexed up, but you're sure he's not dangerous. He won't hurt you
>You're getting worried about nothing, probably from lack of sleep
>With your strengthening resolve, you step through the door into the kitchen, and see...
>Nothing. The room is empty, and nothing seems out of place
>Huh, guess you were worrying about nothing. Probably just a problem with the phone lines
>And it's not like Anon could have got here before you did on a royal carriage anyway.
>You turn and, with a yelp, see Anon standing a few metres behind you, a deranged grin on his face, eyes as wide as saucers
Anon! W-what are you doing here?
>Anon is holding something behind is back
>"Knock knock."
>You blink
Listen Anon, I'm really sorry if you though-
>"Knock knock."
>His wide smile remains unmoving
Anon, please. You need to leave. I'm tired, I-
>"Knock knock"
>It doesn't even seem like he'd registering what you're saying
>You take a half step back, fear creeping into your voice
Who's... who's there?
>Anon takes a little step forward
>"Water."
>You take a bigger step back, not sure where this is going
Water who
>Anon matches your step with one of his own
>"Water..."
>Suddenly, Anon pulls his hand out from behind his back and flicks his wrist toward you
>"...PRANK!"
>You stagger backwards and flinch
>Something hits your throat, and you feel a wet liquid running down you neck
>You open your eyes, expecting to see blood...
>Instead, you see Anon dancing around, holding a cup
>A quick check reveals that the liquid was water
>Anon just threw a cup of water at you
>"AWWWW! Y'ALL JUST GOT LIT UP!"
>He continues his dance, chanting "Prank war" to himself as he does so
>Wordlessly, you push him towards the front door
>He doesn't resist as you force him outside, closing the door behind him
>In fact, you can still hear him chanting as you head upstairs again
>Sure you've just released a sex weirdo back into the street, while he's high and convinced he's in some kind of prank war, but really?
>Enough's enough. Time for bed.

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Bad end

>"Ok, I'm at the house."
>You fumble for the mic
Anon! Good, uh, the epicentre seems to be upstairs
>You wait for Anon to respond, but are greeted only by the hiss of static
Anon? Do you copy?
>Still no response
>You're about to ask again, but one of the technicians in the tent speaks up
>"Sir, we're experiencing a huge spike in energy!"
>Several alarms begin sounding around the room, and warning lights flash an urgent red
Dammit, what's happening?
>A display panel explodes, sending a red pony flying
>"THE SHIELD'S CAN'T HOLD! WE'VE GOT ABOUT 15 MORE SECONDS!"
>Shit
Come on, Anon. You're supposed to be the greatest...
>You mutter to yourself, knowing full well that your life is in the hands of some sexed up monkey man
>"5 SECONDS!"
>"4"
>"3"
>"2..."
>The room collectively holds is breath, desperately hoping that Anon will save the day
>"1"
>"The shield is haemorrhaging!"
>You can feel the intense heat leaking from the growing cracks in the shield
>With a flash of light, Celestia, Luna and Twilight are gone, teleported away to safety
>You're going to die
>The knowledge seems to bring you a sense of peace, and you turn to look at the shield as it begins to dissipate
>Time slows around you, the panicking ponies moving as though through treacle
>The shield bursts, releasing a wave of pure white heat straight toward you
>Your sight is the first thing to go, but you feel no pain
>Only a strange sense of contentment
>In a heartbeat, your skin has blistered off
>Then your muscles burn away
>By this point, your brain has boiled
>Somehow, you are still aware of what's going on
>Your body is consumed by the wall of intense heat
>You feel your conscious drifting upward, and soon you're observing Equestria from space
>A wall of flame moves around the planet, burning its way through the atmosphere at an incredible speed.
>Where the wall of brilliant light travels, the earth is melted, the oceans boiled instantly
>Still it spreads, moving outward until the entire planet is glowing bright, brighter than the sun
>A part of you, whatever YOU is at this point, wonders how much hotter Button's Mum can get
>Your question is answered in part as the moon begins to melt under the withering heat
>Soon, it is gone completely, and the intensity of Button's Mum is only growing
>As minutes pass and the light travels the unimaginable distances of space, the other planets begin to be blasted apart by the sheer intensity of radiation
>Even the sun is not safe, being pulled apart by something that outshines even it
>Your conscious finally begins to fade, but you are certain that this circle of light will radiate outward into the universe, destroying all it touched with its terrible intensity
>A final thought passes through the conscious of you, Dr J. Robert Oppenhorser
Now, Button's Mum is become death: destroyer of worlds