Maple feels less and less control over her body as it squeaks and stretches… and then feels herself discarded by the newly formed Nightmare Moon. The little squeaky plush hopes somepony will find her soon - it’s going to feel very lonely until they do, unable to move as she is. Meanwhile, Nightmare is very happy with her new form - latex clearly suits her. She’s off to… perhaps transform the Elements… then everypony else in town into cute rubber plushies. Perhaps something of Maple rubbed off on the rubbery Nightmare.
 
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