On a dangerous mission deep inside enemy territory, you are betrayed by your teammate, your life and mission put in jeopardy. Now it's just two of you against a whole base filled with enemy troops.

Good thing you have a mountainous mare like Tempest Shadow on your side.

An entry in LewdChapter's Muscle Mania Contest.

"I gotta give props to the dude who had the balls to enter a T-rated fic into a fetish smut contest." -LewdChapter

Contains: One buff Amazonian Tempest Shadow, one wimpy weenie, aka You, shameless second-person anthro OC x canon shipping, generic sci-fi action, being safely held in the arms of a muscular goddess, cool explosions and stuff.

Not a Star Wars crossover, though the reader will be forgiven for thinking otherwise.

Filly Trixie is doomed to serve Twilight for the rest of her mortal life due to an ancient law, join her on an adventure through pain, servitude, and foal abuse!

WARNING: This story contains physical and psychological abuse aimed at a small filly.

Preread and edited by my bestest friend LewdChapter!