> Equestria Gets a Visit from Space
>  by anonpony1
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> (01) First Chapter - Introduction
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Thursday the 17th, 11 p.m.

Applejack was lying in her bed. She had to finish a big apple delivery for a customer from Manehattan due for Saturday morning. That’s why she had to work until late in the day the whole week already. From today’s work she was so exhausted she just barely made it into her shower before falling asleep.

After sleeping just a short while, her eyes slowly opened. She could hear a soft humming sound. As it quickly got louder and louder she thought it sounded like a bee flying straight at her. At first that made sense – after all her windows were open – but as it got even louder it simply was too loud to be an ordinary bee. 

When it was really close Applejack started not just to hear it but feel it. First it was just a small tugging at the back of her head. But quickly it changed into a noticeable vibration. Rumbling not only in her head but shaking her whole body.

Then it was gone all of a sudden. Applejack was just about to get under her blanket again and continue her well earned sleep, but she couldn’t. Her blanket was gone! Frantically looking around, she discovered she wasn’t touching her bed anymore. She was floating inches above it, getting further and further away with each passing second.

Her mind told her to scream for help, but being as baffled as she was she couldn’t get out a single sound. Just floating in the direction of her ceiling, still in her lying position. A moment before her head hit the roof she managed to expel a quick yelp. After that she was overwhelmed by a strong feeling of content and everything went dark.


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When she woke up again in a strange room, the first thing she noticed was the cold metal floor she was lying on. After getting on all fours she took a closer look at her surroundings. The room she was in was completely made of some shiny metal. She felt like being inside a big tin bowl – only square. Checking the perimeter she guessed each wall to be about 15 feet in length.

Excluding two holes in the center of the floor her cell was completely barren. Applejack couldn’t even make out where the light was coming from, as there were no shadows at all.

“Hello?” While tapping her hoof on one wall searching for an exit, she called again – louder this time. “Is anypony there? Where am I? Why did you bring me–” She stopped as she could hear a static. Like a megaphone that had just gotten turned on. Looking around frantically she couldn’t make out where it came from. The room was empty and every surface smooth. Her ears perked up as it started speaking in a cold synthetic voice. 

“The female will put its front legs inside the holes provided.” 

“Why would Ah do that?” Applejack spoke out more to herself than anypony else. She was absolutely baffled when she noticed her body was already moving against her will. She just couldn’t stop walking towards the holes. For some strange reason she was actually following the command of this strange voice.

As she unwillingly inserted her front hooves inside the floor the holes immediately tightened around her legs, trapping her effectively. She started to struggle, – “Let me outta here!” – as she was forced into a really uncomfortable and unflattering position as her front was now a good 10 inches deeper than her rear.

“The female will stop struggling and participate calmly.”

Hearing that Applejack laid her ears back and let loose a soft whine as she was no longer able to struggle or call out. Even though her mind was racing she could feel her pulse calm down noticeably.

A whirring sound from above made her look up. She couldn’t see where it originated from, because of a bright light shining directly into her eyes, but there was a mechanical arm approaching her. It was made of the same shiny material as the room itself and on its end was a tiny drill attached. The drill almost looked like the one from a dentist. Applejack gulped in fear as it moved closer and closer to her head without stopping.

“The female will look straight at the wall in front of it.”

As much as she wished to cry out, her body calmly straightened up and she was forced to look at the metal wall right in front of her. She could hear the drill behind her head powering up with a shrill noise. She started sweating and got really nervous. Still her body was calm and she had no chance of running away or even looking what would happen to her.

Then it touched the back of her head. She felt a searing hot pain. It felt as if this thing was drilling right into her brain. The next moment the pain was gone. Even though she could still feel a pressure in the back of her head like something was poking around inside her.

That thing really was drilling into her brain!

Applejack – still forcibly calm – couldn’t really process what was happening to her. Before she got the time to do so, the movement was gone altogether and she was free to move her head again. Strangely she still felt a little bit of pressure at the bottom of her brain.

Even though she couldn’t check herself, there weren’t any signs something had been done to her. There was no wound, no scar, not even a single drop of blood indicating anything drilling into her skull. The only thing that remained from the operation was this soft pressure inside her skull.

Looking back the drill and the bright light were gone. Instead she saw another two of those strange robotic arms emerging from the floor behind her. Fearing they would also drill her she closed her eyes and prepared herself. Cold sweat again running through her brows. 

She couldn’t hold a yelp of surprise when instead of hurting her, each arm grabbed one of her back hooves. Just above her fetlocks. Hearing herself she realized she was no longer forced to be calm.

Before she could even think about lifting her voice again to shout profanities at the unseen voice Applejack was surprised again. The arms grabbing her rear legs raised her from the ground a few inches. With her front hooves still restrained in the floor she was now quite tilted. To make things even worse her hind legs got slowly moved apart!

Applejack was embarrassed due to her compromising position, so she tucked her tail between her legs blushing softly. To her dismay a third arm dropped from the ceiling and grabbed her tail right at the base. No matter how hard she struggled the device was stronger and made her tail point straight up, exposing her completely to the empty room.





“Y’all better put me down right that second!” Applejack exclaimed. Already expecting it, nothing reacted to her shouting. Instead she was left there half standing half hanging. As time passed Applejack couldn’t help but notice the feeling of the cold air brushing against her unprotected privates.

The longer she listened to her body the more of a small tingling she could feel inside her belly. Her captors made her wait. Applejack wasn’t used to being as helpless as she was then, but somehow it seemed to arouse her. With each passing second they let her hang on her own she forgot more and more why she was there at the first place. 

After being lost in her fantasies for a while she felt a small droplet of arousal running down her flushed marehood. Applejack’s excitement was stopped abruptly as yet another sound came from behind her. It was like they had just been waiting until she got aroused! Looking back frantically Applejack saw a shiny metal cylinder with a blunt slightly rounded tip mounted to a another of those robotic arms. 

In her stubbornness she didn’t realize what it was. She thought it might wanted to take a sample of her private juices, but she couldn’t see any mechanism to collect anything on the two and a half inches wide rod. Then realization hit her as it slowly advanced in the direction of her rump aimed directly at her genitalia.

Trying to find her entrance the probe bumped softly into her clit. With a bit of surprise Applejack could feel the tingling in her belly quickly return. Her wounded pride wouldn’t allow these molesting aliens the satisfaction of giving her pleasure. Concentrating on not getting aroused Applejack bit her lower lip.

Then the device slowly moved upwards. Brushing along her clit and outer lips the whole way. When it was positioned perfectly at her entrance it stood there, unmoving, like a predator waiting for its prey.

Applejack again was alone with her feelings. She could feel the cylinder only just barely touching her, waiting. Doing nothing. The suspense of what would happen next made it hard for Applejack to hold her composure.

Then the probe slowly moved forward. It stopped again before it even had a chance to penetrate, only issuing a small pressure at her puffy marehood. Before she could even hear it she felt ripples going through her privates. In reality it was only vibrating very softly, almost unnoticeably, but for Applejack it was already difficult to suppress her pleasure.

Still vibrating softly, emitting a light hum, the cylinder started moving forward again very slowly. Opening up her outer lips with its delicate pressure, never stopping until half of Applejack’s passage was filled. She couldn’t control herself any longer and let a small peckish moan slip past her tightly sealed lips.

Immediately angry at herself Applejack redoubled her efforts of not showing her desire. Not caring the slightest, the rod – still halfway inside her flushed marehood – moved out in a slow pace. Just a tiny bit faster than it had entered.

After exiting her tunnel completely, the tormenting vibrator didn’t hesitate to enter her again. Again only slightly faster as it had exited merely a moment ago. Giving her a few more thrusts, leaving her passage completely each time, not penetrating her more than half the way and speeding up just a little with every change in direction, it was now at a moderate pace keeping that speed.

Applejack was struggling harder and harder against her urges. Everytime she closed her eyes she saw lust-induced fantasies of various stallions mounting her. Each was banished from her mind as quickly as it appeared. At this moment anyone looking at her could easily see her heightened arousal with her clit winking and her marehood dripping of pleasure. Even her face was bright red. But still she tried to keep up her façade and not give in to the ministrations.

Then the first thrust didn't leave her entrance – staying in with just the tip. Following this change instead of increasing its speed it began penetrating her deeper and deeper with each moderate paced thrust. To Applejack’s dismay, after the third gain in depth it hit her most sensitive spot with every mechanical push inside her.

A moment later it continued with its upsurge in speed. Even with the probe in an ever faster pace Applejack still managed to keep a hold on herself somehow. She was close to bursting but could never allow herself to orgasm from this abusive ministrations. Then there was this cold synthetic voice from above one more time.

“The female will succumb to its pleasure.”

With that Applejack couldn’t deny her excitement any longer and had her first intense orgasm. She could feel her marehood clamping down forcefully on the never relenting alien dildo. Instead of slowing down to give her a rest during her orgasm it actually started vibrating in short and strong pulses. With that  – Applejack already far beyond her threshold – the probe made Applejack see stars

Screaming her pleasure out loud the whole time, Applejack only barely avoided falling unconscious. Following her finally getting down from her high the pauses between the vibrating pulses slowly got longer. When she thought the ordeal was finally over instead of granting her a moment of rest the probe shot inside her with one forceful thrust. Filling her completely it sent intense never ending vibrations right to her core. 

The probe completely unmoving inside her Applejack had no way of escaping this strong stimulation. She couldn't even properly gasp for air before her second orgasm hit her. At this moment her strength left her and she slumped into her restraints. Her rear still raised and her front hooves inside the floor.

Like it didn’t care for the poor mare’s exhaustion the probe started moving slowly again. Never ceasing its absurdly strong vibrations. With this reinforced stimulation Applejack no longer was able to think a single clear thought. The only thing left in her brain was pure bliss.

The next minutes were a single never ending orgasm as the rod slowly move around in her tunnel, never slowing down its intense vibration. Applejack finally grasped the reality around her again as her marehood slowly was getting numb to the fierce vibrations. Instead of granting her relief, the abusive apparatus seemingly could sense her numbed out calm and left her snatch. 

Applejack sighed in relief. Thinking her ordeal was finally over. She hadn’t been prepared the slightest for what came next. With one fluid motion the highly vibrating cylinder was pressed directly onto her clit. Shouting her pleasure to the world she came for the last time this night. Spraying her juices in a high bow behind her she passed out for a second.





Some time later later she was still restrained, but there was no sight of the tormenting device behind her. Her tail was free and in its natural place again, too. Looking back and concentrating on the sore feeling in her privates she witnessed her hind legs getting slowly moved back to the floor and finally being released.

Forced to stand on her own accord the tired mare nearly fell over. The only thing stopping her were her still restrained front hooves. As soon as she regained her footing wonkily – standing on all fours again – she was released completely.

As soon as she was free to move again, she shouted at the unseen voice angrily  “Who do y'all think you are!” Still very tired Applejack stumbled around the room, looking for an exit.  Without showing it in the slightest, she felt a sore pain from her abused genitalia with every step she made. “You can’t just abdu–”

“The female will now rest.”

“– y’all can’t tell me when to–” As hard as she resisted her already pretty heavy eyelids got heavier and heavier. “Ah’m just gonna – “ Applejack yawned “ – lay down for a little bit. Don’t you think–” Already lying on the cold metal floor she wasn’t even able to finish her sentence before falling into a deep slumber. 

Friday the 18th, 6:30 a.m.

Applejack awoke in her bed as the morning sun was slowly rising. With the crow of the rooster she stepped out of her bed. Suddenly she felt a strange feeling of unease overcoming her. It was like something wasn’t as it should be. It felt like impending doom. Still she wasn’t able to point her hoof at what it was. 

Shaking that silly thought out of her head Applejack took her hat from her nightstand and made her way downstairs to prepare breakfast for her family. Walking down the stairs she got the second strange feeling of the day. Her Marehood was sore. She was sure she hadn’t touched herself this night. She was so tired when she went to bed she didn’t even have a single dream. Her tail dock was sore, too.

Again shaking those thoughts out of her head Applejack entered the kitchen. She didn’t have time to think about such things. If she wanted to fulfill this big order until tomorrow morning she only barely had enough time to prepare breakfast before going onto her orchard bucking trees.

Normally Big Mac would help her with an order of that size but he was out of town the whole week. Delivering apple pies to the other end of Equestria. Applejack knew Granny’s pies were the best in all of Equestria but she could never understand how these ponies were ready to pay 30 bits for a single pie! Normally she would take only two bits. Shipping them through half of Equestria had its price though.
> (02) Second Chapter - Bad Dream
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Friday the 18th, 10 p.m.

Twilight was sleeping very deep, dreaming heavily. In her dream she was still a filly flying kites with Shining Armor. They were playing on a wide open plain. The grass was fresh and green and the sky above was a clear blue. In the distance she couldn’t see anything else than the plain they were on.

Unease overcame her as a large cloud suddenly covered the sun. When Twilight tried to get close to her big brother – for him to comfort her – she couldn’t find him anywhere. The filly panicked and ran around the plain crying out for her brother desperately.

As she was running around aimlessly, more and more clouds covered the sky. When Twilight was out of breath she stopped screaming and stood still. Finally noticing the sky, she started crying. It looked like a big storm was preparing. It was already as dark as night.

Standing there, staring at the black clouds above her, Twilight saw small flashes of electricity on their surfaces. Then she noticed that it had gotten colder, too. In fact it was still getting colder and colder all the time. It was now so cold that she was no longer shaking because of her fear, but because she was freezing.

Crying again she sank down, lying on her belly – legs below her. She felt so alone! There was no sign of anypony near her. All her joy from before forgotten Twilight flinched when she heard the hollering of the thunder followed by the first lightning striking down close to her.

She could feel the electricity in the air. The hair of her coat stood on edge. Then the little filly screamed in pain as a lightning struck right into her neck. 

Still screaming and shaking with pain Twilight awoke with a start. The lightning hadn’t stopped with her waking up! She still felt the electric pain shooting into her body. When it stopped a moment later she tried turning on the light on her nightstand.

Twilight was unable to move her hoof. She opened her eyes to look why and was horribly surprised. What she saw wasn’t at all what Twilight was expecting. She wasn’t in her bed in her castle. And she couldn’t only not move her hoof but she was unable to move at all. She was still lying in the same position she was in her dream, but all four of her legs were restrained with thick metal bands. 

She also wasn’t lying on her – or any – bed. Twilight was lying on a metal table. The shiny table looked like the examination table of a veterinarian. 

Warily testing her binds Twilight noticed something awry. Her tail was pointing straight up, exposing her privates to the public. It felt like she was doing it on her own so she tried to put her tail down. Strangely nothing happened. It was as though her body wouldn’t listen to her commands.

What Twilight couldn’t see was a small metal ring around the base of her tail. Around the outside of it were small rounded bumps; some of them having blinking lights on them. It almost looked like a studded collar for her tail but it was completely made out of one piece. It was made of a silvery metal. This alien device was directly attached to her spine forcing her muscles to hold her tail straight up.

Twilight again tried to pull her disobeying rudder down but again she failed. Dropping the matter from her mind for the moment she took in her surroundings some more.

The table she was on had been positioned on the far end of a rectangular room; her front facing the center of the room. The walls around her were of the same shiny material as the table she was on. She guessed her cell to be about 15 feet long and 5 feet wide. Searching the ceiling she was unable to see where the light came from. The room simply was lit.

When she checked the walls in search for an exit she couldn’t find one either. The room was completely barren of any doors or windows, the walls were seamless. The only thing disturbing the smooth surface of the room made her gasp in shock. 

In front of her was a orange butt stuck through a hole in the wall. The same moment her body was shocked, too, as another lightning struck into her. The pain was as quickly gone as it came, but before taking in the sight in front of her more Twilight immediately jerked back looking for the source of the pain. Right inside her neck she could see a long needle! Attached to that needle was a thin wire. The wire vanished into a hole in the ceiling.

The instant Twilight saw this thing inside her neck she forced her magic to pluck it out. She got confused as nothing happened. When she tried again and again and nothing moved she thought the needle must be magic resistant. In her studious manner she got lost in thought about magic resistant materials. The reality around her faded out wholly as she was in thought.

She tried poking around the intruding needle with her magic. As nothing seemed to work at all she tried a simpler spell. Maybe it wasn’t the needle but her horn? She attempted to cast a plain light spell. Nothing happened. 

Finally Twilight was back in the present and noticed a tugging sensation around her whole horn. Squinting upwards she couldn’t see the lavender protrusion she was used to. Instead there was something silvery and shiny. The way horns are positioned Twilight was unable to see more than a different color on the edge of her view.

From another angle someone would have been able to see a metal device encasing every last inch of her horn. Every time she tried using magic a blue ring of light would be visible at the middle of that thing. On the thicker base of this thing Twilight’s name was engraved followed by a number “#005”.

Twilight concentrated hard and let out a strong burst of alicorn magic. Normally this burst would be strong enough to bust a hole into a solid brick wall. The only thing happening then though, was the silvery thing on her horn changing into a silvery blue thing for a short moment. For Twilight it felt like her magic actually was working, unlike normal magic stopping equipment where a unicorn could feel the disruption. 





She couldn’t follow that train of thought any longer though as searing pain erupted from her labia. Twilight screamed in agony. A moment later it was gone. Looking back she gasped in shock as she saw two more needles – like the one on her neck – directly stuck into the lips of her marehood. They were placed with only a small distance to the lower end of her privates. And this pair, too, had wires reaching into the same hole in the ceiling of her little prison as the one in her neck.

She didn’t feel any more pain at this time so she continued examining the room she was in. Twilight’s eyes fell again on the butt in front of her. The orange plot obviously belonged to a mare. The mare also was definitely highly aroused. The blond tail was held straight upwards like her own. Only that this one was bound to the wall by one metal binder at the base and another one close to the tip.

Prominent presented Twilight saw some kind of transparent tube stuck directly into the poor things anus. Twilight reconsidered the term poor the same moment she had it in her mind. How poor could a mare be who was literally dripping from arousal?

Before she could concentrate enough to look at the cutie mark Twilight felt a sharp prick as a soft current was forced through the needles stuck in her folds. Even though the subtle shock really hurt, she got slightly aroused from the tingling sensation.

Twilight got ashamed of herself. Blushing she couldn’t believe she was getting aroused – here of all places. She was abducted from her bed and now experimented on! These abductors probably just wanted her to get aroused.

Clearing her mind again Twilight tried to concentrate on the mare in front of her. Inside the tube was some kind of blue gel. This gel seemed to be moving. It looked as if she was being filled up. 

Pain again interrupted Twilight. Two more needles were stuck into her marehood. This new pair was placed likewise the other pair before. Only that those new needles were at the other end of her labia – near her tailhole.

All four of the intruders suddenly sent a small shock – slightly more intense than before – into Twilight’s privates. She squeaked in surprise. Her already present arousal only grew bigger as she felt her whole marehood contract because of the electric stimulation. Instead of giving her rest like before the stimulation fell into a fixed rhythm. Her marehood was visibly twitching every few seconds.

Looking again in front of her she finally got a glimpse of the cutie mark on the presented butt. Apples. Three red Apples. Each with a little green leaf. Realization hit her. It was Applejack! Twilight's mind began racing. What was Applejack doing here? Was she abducted, too? What were they pumping inside her rear? Why was she so aroused?

She couldn’t make any sense of it. But before she got more time to think about this new revelation, her – still rhythmically twitching – privates were agonized again. A new needle was forced into the rim of her anus, just below her tail. 

The new intruder – immediately synching up with its brothers – shocked her rhythmically. Making Twilight’s pucker twitch in the same pulse as her marehood. With this new addition all five needles in her privates increased the intensity of their shocks. Instead of just slightly twitching her privates were now visibly contracting with each surge.

This new strange sensation sent Twilight’s belly tingling. She got lost in this weird pleasure and moaned with every contraction. She wasn’t near to an orgams yet but she could feel a small droplet of her arousal run down her thigh.

As Twilight adapted to this unusual arousal her eyes widened. In front of her was still her friend being pumped full with this blue gel. She stopped moaning and drew breath to cry out for Applejack. The moment she wanted to release her shriek she heard a cold synthetic voice.

“The female will keep quiet.”

She couldn’t make out where it came from. After the words sank in – even though Twilight’s lungs were full of air – she couldn’t make a sound. She tried again but still nothing came out of her muzzle besides the swishing of exhaled air. Her vocal cords were refusing to do their work.

Twilight started to panic, but she quickly got torn out of her thoughts. Her marehood plus sphincter were still stimulated by the intruding needles and they just had increased the intensity slightly. In her surprise she instinctively tried to usher a soft moan. But still nothing came out of her mouth.

Reassured Twilight wouldn’t call out, the tormentors changed their tactic. The shocks in her rear got stronger still. The pauses in between got shorter, too. Her privates were now cramping down so hard with each shock they were gaping slightly with every relief.

The orgasm far away before now came running towards Twilight like a crazed stampede. When it hit her, her whole body was shaking. Generously the shocking stopped the moment the impact hit. Twilight needed to scream out her pleasure, but the only sound she could force out was a strong hiss as the air got pressed out of her lungs forcefully.

After her body was finished with the throes of her strong orgasm Twilight slumped down. She immediately tensed up again though as the needles again shocked her like the moment before her orgasm. She tried to relief her moaning urges huffing like a mare in labor with every strong pulse.

Twilight quickly was on the way to her second orgasm. It was taken away from her forcefully though. The shocks didn’t cease, but she lost every thought as extreme pain erupted in her clitoris. Instantly looking down Twilight saw a sixth needle was forced straight into her winking clit. Unlike the other needles the wire of this one didn’t end in the same hole in the ceiling. It led somewhere under her table where she couldn’t see it.

As the pain was gone as quick as with the other stimulators before, Twilight’s orgasm came closer to her again. She still was shocked forcefully every other moment. She could feel the muscles in her marehood and rim ache from the ongoing contraptions.

Her second orgasm was just an arm's reach away from her. Then the newest addition to her torture contraption came to life. The needle sent a forceful shock right into Twilight’s clit, making her cum that instant.

Still being forced to keep quiet Twilight started choking uncontrollably in vain efforts to announce her pleasure to the world around her. Other than before she wasn’t spared the ongoing stimulation throughout her orgasm. The only thing holding back was the needle in her nub.

Twilight had problems coming down from her high as she was still stimulated relentlessly. When she finally managed to barely regain her wits the next attack on her had already been prepared. Twilight was still shaking from the ongoing pleasure, then the needle in her clit joined in on the fun. It shocked her in the same rhythm the others were already tormenting her in.

The pleasure drunk mare shook with every pulse; her privates clenching down forcefully. Still bound as she was her body pressed hard against the metal bonds on her hooves. At the back of her mind she knew she would get bruises if she kept shaking like that.

Twilight was so exhausted she couldn’t bear a third orgasm. She also couldn’t allow herself to pass out. She needed to know what would happen to her and to Applejack. But she only barely managed to keep consciousness. Pleasure was filling the majority of her mind.

Clearly having other plans for her the shocks changed in pace. They got closer and closer together until a single strong current was forced through Twilight’s privates. Her marehood and sphincter clenched down forcefully never relaxing. Twilight concentrated hard to not fall unconscious of sheer exhaustion and pleasure but somehow she managed to stay awake.

As her tormentors couldn’t stand Twilight bearing that stimulation any longer they activated the needle in her neck. Not even the command from the voice from before could stop her to scream in pain and pleasure that moment. As the intensity of the shock in her neck got increased steadily Twilight finally passed out in the middle of a long never ending orgasm.

Saturday the 19th, 7 a.m.

Twilight woke up in her bed. Her alarm clock was ringing at the usual time. She somehow was so tired she used the snooze timer for the first time since she bought the clock. Normally she always was awake at exactly 7 a.m. everything else would completely bust her schedule.

When her alarm rang for the second time – 10 minutes later – Twilight finally managed to get properly awake. She felt like she had been running a marathon the day before. Every muscle she had was sore. But especially her marehood. Still lying in her bed Twilight thought about her aches for a moment.

It hit her like a jackhammer. She had been abducted! Applejack, too. 

Twilight immediately jumped out of her bed storming to her bedroom door. Before her hoof hit the knob though she reconsidered her plans. Had she really been abducted? Who would be able to break into her castle and just take her with them? And why would anypony do that just to return her to her bed the next morning?

Twilight blushed bashfully. It would have been terribly embarrassing to talk to Applejack. After all this had to have been a dream! She probably just was sore because she orgasmd from a juicy dream. What would Applejack think of her if Twilight told her she dreamt about her butt and had an orgasm?

Walking back to her bed to make the sheets, she noticed a stain. Her still present blush grew stronger as she realized what it was. A stain of her liquid lust was all she needed as proof that she just had a very lucid dream. 

When her bedroom looked as tidy as as it could be she went to the castle's dining room. Spike already had prepared breakfast for the both of them. 

When he saw her entering the huge room Spike looked slightly worried at her. “Is everything alright, Twilight? You’re later than usual. And you look a bit... out of it. More than usual I mean.”

Twilight already had calmed down, but being remembered, her blush returned. “N... No, Spike. I’m alright. I just had a... strange dream, is all.”

“If you say so.” Without a further look Spike shrugged and continued eating his gem sprinkled pancakes. 

Twilight sat down next to him and picked up a single pancake with her magic – from the pile without gems of course. While eating it, she didn’t notice the bruises on all four of her legs just above her fetlocks. Her fur covered it but they were exactly at the same place her bonds were in tonight's dream.

> (03) Third Chapter - On The Other Side
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Friday the 18th, 9 p.m.

Resting her back against the trunk, Applejack was sitting under one of her apple trees. Her hat was placed over her face to shield her eyes from the setting sun. 

She just had finished the big Manehattan order for tomorrow morning a few minutes ago. Applejack absolutely deserved this rest, as she had been out in the orchard bucking trees since just after breakfast. She hadn’t even managed to squeeze in a single pause during her work.

When she had accepted this order Applejack hadn’t looked on her schedule carefully enough and missed Bic Mac’s absence. Because of that she had to do the work of two the whole week already.

To make things worse she hadn’t been able to concentrate the whole day. Ever since she woke up in the morning she had had this strange feeling. Something just wasn’t right. Did something happen to her last night? Everytime she felt close to figuring it out she immediately lost her thoughts though. It felt like something in the back of her mind was blocking out the answer.

However all that mattered to her now was that she finally had finished the order. At last Applejack was allowed to rest. Sitting in the shadows of her tree her eyelids felt heavy. Normally she would just nap right here beneath the tree, but it was already very late. Applejack thought if she would allow herself to snooze away now she wouldn’t wake before the next morning.

To get moving she stood up with a jump. In her mind she already was taking her well deserved shower. After a whole day of apple bucking Applejack of course wasn’t the most pleasant of views – or smells – a pony could get.

Slowly trotting towards her family's barn she looked at the beautiful twilight of the setting sun. Gazing into the colorful sky, thinking about the twilight, her mind fell to her good friend – Twilight. The nerdy princess properly was already asleep. Applejack knew from a few sleepovers Twilight always went to bed around this time.

Applejack’s thoughts were interrupted abruptly as she saw a strange green light in front of her. She walked towards it curiously. It looked like somepony was lighting down from the sky with a giant green flashlight. 

Standing directly in front of the cone of light Applejack looked up. It had been a clear day before but all she could see above was thick fog. Pointing her view down again the strange fog was now everywhere around her. She couldn’t even see the tree she was sitting against just moments before. It couldn’t have been farther away than fifty yards.

For some reason Applejack wasn’t frightened at all. There were only two things on her mind: First she was highly curious about the light; she needed to find out what it was. Second there was the same blocking feeling in the back of her mind like there already was the whole day every time she thought about her strange feelings of discomfort.

Inspecting the floor hit by the light Applejack slowly walked forward. She hadn’t realized what she did until she was standing directly in the center of the light. She again looked up, now staring point blank into the source of the light. 

The moment she did so her whole body was lifted an inch above the ground. Thinking somepony was playing a prank on her she called out. “This ain’t funny! Let me down!” Instead of moving down she did the opposite. Applejack was now about her own height above the ground.

Getting nervous she tried another approach. “Rainbow, is that one of your stupid pranks? Let me down! Please!” Despite her desperate pleading she kept moving upwards.

Looking in the direction of her movement, Applejack noticed something really strange about the fog around her. Getting closer to it, it didn’t move away from her like normal fog would have. It just was staying where it was, like a massive wall.

The moment Applejack reached the wall of fog her mind got foggy, too. She never saw what was on the other side of the cloud wall. Applejack’s mind was so dulled there wasn’t much difference to being unconscious.


* * *


When she came to, she was standing in the center of a small room. Looking at the shiny metal walls surrounding her she immediately remembered. She had been abducted the day before. But why couldn’t she remember until she was here again? 

She thought about last night. They had stuck something into her head! But was it even possible to control her thoughts? Twilight would have known such things, but of course she wasn’t anywhere near that moment. Applejack guessed she wouldn’t be able to remember to ask her friend about that when she was back home again.

The room Applejack was in was different than the one last night, albeit it had the same size and seamless shiny material. In the middle of one wall was a big indentation. The opening was about the size of a pony with a squared shape. On its floor placed in the middle was a small drain. On the ceiling directly above it was the same drain again.  Applejack was reminded of her shower at home – with which she had missed her appointment because of this stupid abduction.

She was just about to look into the shower like opening when she received her first command from the familiar synthetic voice from last night.

"The female will walk into the bay."

Applejack's body immediately started moving. The moment she entered the opening, the drain above her gave off a gurgling noise. Applejack flinched in anticipation of what would come next. When the warm water hit her mane and back she was also hit with a huge wave of relief. It actually was just a shower.

From the hard work all day Applejack was tense. After all the first thing she wanted to do when coming home had been to take a long warm shower. She just stood there relaxing in the warm goodness raining down on her. For a moment she forgot that she had been abducted and was now aboard an alien spaceship. All that mattered to her that moment was the good feeling of taking a shower after a long day. 

"The female will wash itself."

Harshly brought back to reality by this command Applejack started rinsing her mane with her hooves. Surprised of the rather normal command Applejack spoke to the voice. “Y’all didn’t have to tell me. Ah was just about to do that on mah’ own.” There was no response. Without further thought about the matter Applejack continued massaging the water into her coat. After all, her back was pretty tensed up.

When her whole body was drenched she spoke to her captors again. “So, aren’t y’all gonna give me some soap or anything?” Again it seemed like there wasn’t going to be a response at first. But then the water raining down on Applejack changed color suddenly. It now had a light pink hue.

The moment Applejack’s hair was fully saturated with the pink soap the drain spit out water again. Before she could finish washing all of it out though a new command interrupted her.

“The female will not forget to clean its genitalia properly.”

Without her doing, one of Applejack’s front hooves went straight for the main prize. While her hoof rubbed her folds clean Applejack again was reminded what happened the day before. What was about to happen to her today? Somehow Applejack felt a bit of anticipation rising in her belly.





After cleaning her privates thoroughly – fantasizing about what would happen to her this night – Applejack was worked up considerably. Even though her whole body had been dried by warm air blown out from the drains her marehood still was wet.

She was a bit ashamed of herself but if what the aliens had in store for her was anything like her last experience with them she really looked forward to it. Still daydreaming the blushing mare almost missed her next command.

“The female will walk out of the cleaning bay.”

The moment Applejack was outside the futuristic shower she turned around to look at it again. She had heard a swooshing sound while walking away from it. In front of it she recognised the same holes she was trapped in her last time on the ship.

Then with a fluid motion the back wall of the shower moved upwards. To her surprise behind it was just another shiny metal wall. The only difference was the new one had a big hole in the middle. Below the hole were two indentations that looked like someone had pressed a cylinder against it until it was halfway in.

Curious and heavily aroused Applejack walked back into the shower to look through the hole. On the other side was a room similar to her own. It was the same length but not as wide. On the back was a metal table which seamlessly fused into the floor. Otherwise the cell was completely empty and without another opening.

Applejack’s ears perked up as the familiar static of a turned on speaker announcing her next command.

“The female will turn around. It will place its front legs in the holes provided. It will put its rear inside the hole behind it.”

Applejack gasped. She – somehow – was okay with the aliens sticking machines inside her. But behind the wall was another room! Would they make anypony touch her?! The protests in her mind didn’t help any though as she already was standing there with her butt pressed into the hole.

Her front legs were restrained the same way as before. The openings tightened up around her. Her hind legs already were firmly pressed into the dents below her rump-hole. Then several metal bands came out of the wall wrapping around her limbs on multiple places holding her back tightly.

On the other side of the wall she felt something grabbing her tail. It was forced straight upwards until she could feel the coolness of the metal wall against her flesh. The moment her tail had touched the barrier she felt another metal band emerge from the wall, binding her tail on its base in that upwards position. A second band emerged a moment later restraining the tip, too.

Again worried that somepony was going to touch her, Applejack’s mind was racing.  She tried her bonds, but of course they wouldn’t budge. Then instead of a pony she felt something else.

Something cold and wet was sprayed on her already pretty wet marehood. A moment later there was a second spray aimed just slightly higher, soaking her pucker. When Applejack overcame the surprise of the cold her arousal started to grow. With every moment passing and the lubricant warming up on her, her arousal grew stronger and stronger. What did they spray on her?

When Applejack’s folds were so soaked she felt like all of the lubricant already was washed away she had completely lost her fear of a pony touching her. In fact her mind was so clouded with desire she couldn’t even remember her rump being presented in another room. She just needed something to touch her, and that quick!

Then she finally felt movement. A small metal ring at the end of a robotic arm was pressed around her vulnerable pleasure nub. The moment she felt that thing touch her winking clit, it started vibrating. Forcefully. Applejack stood no chance and came violently.

She screamed loud as a small fountain of girl cum shot past her folds onto the floor of the other room. Her orgasm didn’t stop as the vibrations didn’t either.

Out of this world Applejack also didn’t notice the hose like probe approaching her rear. But even if she had been aware of her surroundings she wouldn’t have been able to see it, as her rump was still stuck inside the wall. The probe approaching her was shaped like a little rocket about an inch in diameter. Seamlessly attached to its end was a clear tube. It almost looked like a garden hose only that it was transparent and without color.

This vile instrument was directly aimed at her tailhole and moved forward steadily. As Applejack’s whole body still was twitching all the time from a never ending orgasm the sonde had no problems penetrating her well lubed sphincter when it made contact.

After it had only penetrated her with its tip it stopped though. The tormentor on her clit stopped as well. The stimulator that held her on an endless orgasm before slowly retracted until it vanished where it came from.

Slowly recovering from the first attack on her for this night Applejack noticed the torpedo in her butt. She groaned and clenched down reflexively but it wouldn’t budge. A moment later it started vibrating softly then pressed into her forcing a soft moan out of her. Shortly after, it stopped the movement and the vibration again. Applejack felt really uncomfortable. But the aphrodisiac from the lubricant was still working on her and so was her own mind.

After the probe repeated its stop and go routine several times – vibrating with each move – it was about 10 inches inside her. Applejack felt like she needed to relieve her bowels but at least the infiltrator seemed to not be moving any further. Then turning on its soft vibration it moved back an inch only to shoot forward two the next moment. Applejack still high on arousal gasped with surprise.

The probe repeated this new pattern until it was a good twenty inches inside Applejack’s intestines. Then it ceased its vibration and finally stopped. Applejack never had felt so full before. 

She assumed this thing was the obligatory standard alien anal probe. She was far wrong. Instead of pulling out of her butt again, the whole tube attached to the probe deep inside her butt started shaking. Imagining it in her head she thought it must have looked like a garden hose turned on for the first time. Not realizing what that meant Applejack’s pupils shrunk with surprise as she felt something warm leave the tip of the hose.

It felt like some kind of thick gel was spilled inside her bowels. For some reason the already heavily aroused mare got turned on by the thought of that. The flow didn’t stop there. She could feel more warm stuff flowing into her. She never had concentrated on the feeling of her intestines so much before. 

Soon Applejack felt like her guts couldn’t take anymore but she was far off. As the hose was still filling her she could feel the skin on her belly start to stretch. Looking down between her front legs she could see her tummy visibly increase in size. She blamed the aphrodisiacs from before but somehow with her nearly looking pregnant an orgasm came into reach.

She desperately wished for something to fill her marehood, but nothing came. Nevertheless her aphrodisiac subdued brain came closer and closer to her second orgasm. She was still watching her belly grow bigger and bigger. She should have felt incredible pain but the only thing reaching her synapses was pleasure.

She absolutely needed release. First her mind with an orgasm then her bowels. Her marehood was clenching down in search for something to milk empty. Her pucker was holding down tightly on the tube filling her.

The moment her stuffing ceased Applejack came hard. She could feel her juices run down her thighs as they ran out of her empty vagina. She wasn’t allowed much rest as suddenly her restraints were opened and a new command was issued.

“The female will walk forward one step.”

The moment she tentatively lifted her leg to move she could feel a swishing in her belly. It really looked as if she were highly pregnant. Moving she felt a tugging at her rim. The hose was still plugging her up. But now she was finally able to take a look.

Leading into her tailhole was a clear tube. The tube was filled with a blue substance and ended somewhere behind the hole her rump had been stuck through moments ago. The room on the other side was still empty, but somehow it looked like there were wet spots on the table.

When she had finished her cautious step – not used to having such a heavy belly – her rear was directly positioned above the drain of the shower.

Applejack was shocked as all twenty inches of the hose plugging her rear were pulled out with one forceful tug. This sensation alone brought her close to a third orgasm, but what came next made her cry out in pleasure. Out of her overstuffed tailhole came a violent torrent of blue gel. 

When the first pressure was released it stopped spraying and ran down Applejack’s behind. Caressing her folds and pleasure bud all the way until it dripped off her into the drain below.

Applejack felt like a giant pervert but she came hard with her belly shrinking. After the main course was finished and the stream ceased to small droplets Applejack felt like having a mini orgasm with every drop hitting her clit on its way down.

The moment Applejack’s pucker finally regained its power the dropping ceased completely; Applejack still sporting a bigger belly than usual. She couldn’t think about that though as her mind started clouding the same way it was when she was brought here. Then she passed out, she never fell though.

Saturday the 19th, 6:30 a.m.

Applejack was lying under one of her apple trees. Her hat was placed over her face like it usually had been when she was resting under a tree. When the morning sun tickled across her coat she slowly woke up. She leisurely stood up, putting her hat where it belonged.

Then panic hit her. She had an appointment at 7 o’clock! It was because of the delivery she had been working the whole week to fulfill. How late was it? She immediately made her way back to her barn. Even though she had been working hard before she never dozed off and slept outside.

Hastily trotting towards the barn she looked back one last time. For some strange reason the grass around her sleeping spot was taller than everywhere else. She shrugged it off. At least the strange feeling of unease she had felt the whole of yesterday was gone.

For now she only cared about being on time for her meeting with this big customer.  After all if she wasn’t the work of the whole week had been for naught.

> (04) Fourth Chapter - Preparation
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

Saturday the 19th, 12 p.m. (noon)

“Where are you?” Ann-Marie – one of Fluttershy’s chickens – had escaped from her pen. And now she was probably running around inside Everfree Forest scared to her bones. Or maybe Fluttershy was frightened more than her lost chicken friend.

Fluttershy had been looking after her chickens to feed them just before her lunch. But as Ann-Marie had escaped Fluttershy hadn’t gotten any lunch. She immediately had made her way to follow the tracks. To her dismay they led directly into the dark forest.

Living directly next to it and often visiting Zecora or searching for special plants, Fluttershy wasn’t unfamiliar with the forest. But still it was frightening for her to enter it every time she had to. She also thought about thousands of things that could happen to her chicken. What if it got eaten by a timberwolf? It also could be turned into stone like the last time one of her chickens ran into the forest!

Fluttershy stood at the treeline considering her next steps. Taking a deep breath she closed her eyes and went straight into it. A moment later she opened them up again to look at the track. “You aren’t scared Fluttershy!” She reassured herself and continued now more relaxed.

After a few steps she called out. “Ann-Marie! Where are you? Please co – “ A twig behind her broke. She continued a little quieter. “Please come home. I’ve just brought you and your chicken friends fresh seeds.”

As a second and a third twig broke somewhere in the thicket around her, her façade of strength broke and she got scared again. Fluttershy changed her tentative walk into a quick trot, still searching her lost animal.

The sounds of the Everfree continued around her – and only grew louder as she was making more noise – her mind was racing. If now something happened to her, nopony was near to hear her scream! What if a hungry timberwolf or cragadile had an appetite for pony?

In her startled haze Fluttershy missed a root and tripped. The moment she landed on the ground she heard a loud thump right behind her. As she looked for the source of it another thump was heard – this time from the other side. Squealing and near tears Fluttershy pleaded. “Please! Don’t eat me.”

After a third thump directly in front of her something shiny flew towards her. Fluttershy closed her eyes in fear. Then she felt something choking her. Feeling at her throat in panic she found a cold collar – like a metal band – wrapped around it.

Fluttershy cried as breathing became very hard. The thing was choking her! Before Fluttershy really could feel the lack of air though she felt a sharp sting in her spine directly below her new collar. Then the world around her got dark.


* * *


When Fluttershy woke up she was really cold. Had she left open her window while sleeping? Slowly opening her eyes and standing up her memory came back. She wasn’t in her bed at all! And she also hadn’t been sleeping.

She was lying on the floor of a rectangular metal room. On the long side of the room was a big window about fifteen feet long. On the other side of the window were heavy metal blinds closing it completely. Everything else was barren. She didn’t even understand how the room was so brightly lit.

Around her neck was still this metal choker. Feeling around it Fluttershy couldn’t find an opening to take it off. The only thing she could feel were small indentations of several tiny blinking lights.

As she walked towards the big window she could see her reflection in it. There was something else strange about her. Her left ear was pierced. There was a metal bolt stuck right through it. Both ends of the bolt were penetrating her ear. She couldn’t see anything else about it though, because there wasn’t anything else – not even a way to remove it. The surface of her new jewelry was smooth and made of the same material as the floor and her collar.





Before Fluttershy had a chance to think about her situation any more she got surprised. She felt a tingling on her neck right below her collar. A moment later there was a second tingling. It wandered down Fluttershy’s spine until it ended at the tip of her tail. She giggled tentatively her fears lost completely for a moment.

Then the next tingle made her gasp instead of giggle. The tingling now didn’t start at her neck,  instead it began directly at her labia. It then slowly wandered into her as deep as it could go. Everytime the feeling reached the far end of her tunnel it began anew at her lips – slowly traveling back inside her. 

After the initial shock Fluttershy had to concentrate hard not to laugh out loud. It was tickling her on such a sensitive spot! She now also had completely lost her fears. Sure she had been abducted, but how bad could somepony be who just tickled her?

When next her clit winked without her being aroused she got suspicious. What was this collar doing to her and why? When the tickling in her marehood changed to a tentative caress Fluttershy blushed hard. She realized they didn’t want to tickle her after all.

She slowly lost the world around her as she got aroused from the soft caressing inside her privates. The lightly cooing mare was brought back when she heard a synthetic voice talking to her.

“The female will face its rear towards the window and lift its tail.”

Fluttershy gasped. “What? I... I can’t do this. Somepony could see my... my private parts!” Her almost confident protests didn’t help any though as her body was already moving – turning her around.  

When she was in position – her tail lifted – her collar increased the intensity of her stimulation. The soft caresses got changed into a soft rutting sensation. Fluttershy felt as so a stallion with a very small rod was penetrating her. Even though everything that really happened to her was her muscles moving due to the stimulation of the alien device around her throat.

When the pleasure again overwrote her wariness Fluttershy heard a loud bang behind her. Making considerable noise the big blinds started moving upwards. Each metal segment was about a yard high and as long as the whole window.

Before there even was a way to look through the window the strokes in Fluttershy's entrance ceased. Instead her clit felt like being massaged. Then her marehood started opening up. It stretched itself so far open it was slightly painful.

As the window got cleared Fluttershy felt like dying of embarrassment. Behind the giant window were sitting at least two dozen stallions. Every single one of them was staring directly at her opened up love canal.

Fluttershy blushed so hard she nearly had not enough blood to operate her brain. Taking a closer look at her unwanted audience she saw that they weren’t really looking at her. All of their gazes were upon her, but their eyes seemed empty, as though they weren’t really awake.

At least their bodies were. Looking down each stallion sported a giant erection. Even though Fluttershy never was so ashamed before, all those stallions having a hard-on staring at her somehow turned her on.

Still looking back her marehood moved again. It made the same contraptions as before so as if a phantom was rutting her. The only difference was that this time the ghostly cock grew in girth and length with every thrust. It only stopped increasing its size when Fluttershy was opened as far as her muscles were able to do so on their own.

Fluttershy now was moaning steadily as she was musturbated by her own vagina. Letting her eyes wander over the faces of the stallions she gasped in shock. Amidst them were Big Macintosh and Shining Armor. And like with the others she could see their girthy cocks standing upright between their legs.

As shy as she was she didn’t meet many stallions. Because of that these two had been many an inspiration when she had taken care of her urges. Of course Fluttershy only fondled herself when she was absolutely alone, every window and door shut. She also would never have the courage to tell anypony that she was thinking about them from time to time.

But still the forbidden fruit of her best friends' brothers looking at her turned her on more and finally brought her over the edge. With a highly pitched shriek Fluttershy had her first orgasm. While her marehood sprayed a small fountain of her liquid lust against the window she could see one of the stallions shooting his load, too. 

Instead of flying in a high bow and landing in front of him though his filly filler was sucked through a transparent tube attached to the clear cylinder wrapping around his member. Fluttershy hadn’t noticed this before but every stallion had a clear cylinder stuck on their pricks. Attached to the cylinders were thin tubes leading into the floor.

As she was completely back from her orgasm the contraptions in Fluttershy’s marehood continued – even faster than before. Looking again at her audience she got turned on heavily as she saw more and more stallions shooting their seed into the tubes where it got quickly sucked away into the floor. She just felt so wanted.

Fluttershy was flying high on the stimulations bombarding her. Not only the feeling in her marehood but in her mind, too. Fluttershy had never thought that it could be so arousing to have others look at her.

In her mind she wasn’t any longer on some spaceship, instead she was modeling again. She wasn’t showing off clothes though. She was showing off her privates. She was shaking her butt with every tempting step.

Then concentrating more on the stimulation in the real world Big Mac would come out of the audience. He stepped onto the catwalk and immediately mounted her. Penetrating her with his big rod.

As the movements in her marehood changed from a rutting to an almost vibrating sensation, her fantasy fell apart and she was again looking back through the window. Five rows of stallions – every single one staring at her prize. She couldn’t manage to be the source of arousal for all of these ponies. 

Having everypony look at her paired with the heavy stimulation made her cum for the second time. She again let loose a loud high shriek and shot her girl-cum against the window.  

When she was finished there wasn’t any way for the rutting to get faster still but instead she felt a tugging around her clit. It had never winked so hard before, not even when she was in heat. 

Back at the window was now a considerable stain from Fluttershy’s juices. Looking at the mess she had made, the panting mare blushed again. Normally when she took care of her urges she was inside her bathing tub. She didn’t even know she could make such a mess.

Watching every single stallion shoot his load looking at her contracting marehood really turned her on. She wasn’t ready for a third orgasm though. Instead she just reveled in the pleasure. Forgotten her modesty she had no longer any reservations to show off her privates. She even was shaking her butt teasingly.

The moment the last stallion – Big Mac – emptied his balls the heavy blinds started moving down again, quickly closing the window. Still not entirely herself Fluttershy was disappointed as she expected she wouldn’t be allowed a third orgasm.

She was wrong though. After one last thrust her marehood cramped down forcefully. A moment later it did the exact opposite. It opened up with as much force as possible. Then it cramped down again. With this strange sensation Fluttershy came hard. So hard she even saw stars.





When she came down from this last orgasm the stimulation had stopped. As her body was freed from the command from before her mind came back to this world, too. She then realized what she had just done. 

Extremely embarrassed she immediately tucked her tail between her legs and whimpered. Then she again felt a tingling right under her collar like when she first came here. But instead of a wandering tingling it was followed by a sharp prick. Then blackness.


* * *


Fluttershy couldn’t remember how she left the alien ship, but she was now standing exactly where she was taken from. Next to her though was Ann-Marie – the chicken she was in search of at the first place.

Seeing her animal friend her spirit was lifted. “I’m so glad you’re here, Ann-Marie. I was so worried about you.” Fluttershy then placed the feathered creature on her back and hurried back to her cottage outside of the Everfree Forest.

When she came home she looked at her clock. It was now 2:30 p.m. Her weekly spa appointment with Rarity was today at 3 p.m. She had a way of about thirty minutes from her cottage to the spa.

Hurried and her mind still racing because of her abduction Fluttershy didn’t bother looking into a mirror before leaving for the spa.

Saturday the 19th, 3:05 p.m.

“Hello, Fluttershy.” Rarity was already waiting in front of the spa. A happy smile grew on her face when she finally saw Fluttershy approaching her.

“Oh, hello, Rarity. I’m sorry, if I’m late. I just.. er missed the time.” Seeing her good friend made Fluttershy feel comfortable even though she was reminded of the reason she was late.

Rarity hugged her in a greeting manner when Fluttershy was finally close enough. “It’s alright. I was a bit late myself. My parents are on a hiking trip so Sweetie Belle is staying at Carousel Boutique for the weekend and she forgot to bring her toothbrush. Again.” 

Finishing the hug Rarity looked over Fluttershy. Then she noticed something strange. “What is this new earring of yours? I’ve never seen it before did you get it recently?”

“What?! I – no! ... eek!” Fluttershy hadn’t checked herself. She still had this thing in her ear? She thought it had been removed as was the collar.

Getting slightly worried about her friend, Rarity sat down in front of her. “Is everything alright, Fluttershy?”

There was no way Fluttershy could tell anypony what happened to her. It was just too embarrassing! “I don’t want to talk about it, please.”

“Alright then, darling. Just relax at the spa and get all that tension massaged out of your back.” With that said Rarity stood back up again and laid one of her front hooves around Fluttershy’s back comforting her. They then walked inside together.

Rarity already had made up her mind. Something was wrong with Fluttershy. Something had happened to her. As soon as they were finished in the spa she would go meet Twilight to talk about their friend.

> (05) Fifth Chapter - Nice Plot
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

Saturday the 19th, 5 p.m.

After her session with Fluttershy at the spa, Rarity didn’t go home. In fact she was walking exactly in the opposite direction. Her destination was Twilight’s castle.

Rarity was sure something wasn’t right with Fluttershy. Why did she have her ear pierced all of a sudden? It wasn’t that it looked bad or anything like that, but why wouldn’t she tell her about it? Normally Fluttershy told Rarity about everything that happened in her life.

In addition Fluttershy also acted weird. It was like she was distracted and didn’t want to talk. Instead of the happenings of last week she was only talking about the weather and asked the same questions twice or more.

There was definitely something off about her. Who knows what terrible things had happened to her? But Rarity was about to find out – and help her. That’s why she was headed for Twilight’s castle. The princess always knew what to do if a friend had a problem.

Her mind with Fluttershy, Rarity didn’t bother looking where she went. After all she knew her way around her hometown. She took a shortcut through a small back alley and didn’t notice that she was now completely alone. Nopony else was around. Normally every street in Ponyville had some life in it even the smallest ones.

Rarity’s quick pace was stopped abruptly. She fell back on her haunches as her face and neck hurt badly. It was like she had just walked straight against a wall. Carefully Rarity felt in front of her. There really was a wall, but she couldn’t see it.

Walking alongside of it she noticed the wall ended inside the buildings to her left and right – no way leading around it. Suspecting some magic prank, Rarity turned around to find another way to her destination. She didn’t have time for such things. 

As she was still in a hurry to meet Twilight she mindlessly fell into a quick pace again, only to be quickly stopped with another painful impact. She had almost knocked out her lights by running so fast against this other invisible wall. This simply had to be a mean magic trick! Maybe this Trixie type had returned to try her odds again?

“Let me loose this instant you ruffian!” Rarity’s angered protests didn’t help much though as she had to notice soon after. Her nose got pressed back. The walls were moving closer together. She slowly stepped back until her rump collided with the other wall. Then the force fields stopped their movement. She had only barely enough room to turn around.

Walking along the thin path she had left, she noticed her space was getting less again. Her rectangular cell got shorter and shorter as the last two walls moved towards her. Sensing alongside the invisible perimeter she knew she was trapped inside a square now. She felt like a mime with her hooves pressed against the barricading air. 

She still assumed some kind of mischievous trick or prank and so was pretty calm. As her box started moving upwards her calm faded though. At first her confinement moved slowly but it increased its speed rapidly. The panicking fashion mare was rapidly shooting towards the sky like inside a high-speed elevator.

Looking upwards Rarity at first couldn’t see her destination. After a few minutes – the oblivious ponies below weren’t even visible anymore – she saw something behind the clouds. At first it was only a grey something. But as she got closer – and she did so with an enormous speed –  it began to gain shape.

The first thing Rarity could take in was its size. It was big. Really big. It was easily ten times the size of Ponyville. It didn’t have a definite shape though. It wasn’t shaped like a saucer or anything one would expect an alien vessel to look like. Instead it was composed of many rectangular shapes merged together. It even had big holes where the pieces didn’t fit.

Every single one of the rectangles of this spacecraft looked like a separate part. It seemed like they didn’t belong together, but were forced into this patchwork of an spaceship. Some even had differing colors, but all were in some shade of grey and definitely metal. It did fit together so bad a few of the shapes even had small windows like one would expect on a submarine.

Taking in this obscure floating thing Rarity hadn’t noticed her elevator had slowed down greatly. She was now directly below one of the rectangles. Like some others this one had huge blinking lights of all colors on its underside.

In the middle of it was a gap about the size of her cell. She slowly was moved through the gap – right into the ship. When the underside of her chamber matched up perfectly with the shiny metal floor of this room the hole below her closed down seamlessly.

Rarity felt a bit of electricity in the air making the hair on her back stand on edge. Then her invisible prison was gone and she could move around the strange room. The room she was in was one of the smaller ones. She already had seen that from the outside.

The inside was completely seamless made out of a shiny silvery metal. There weren’t any doors or windows – not even lights on the ceiling. Instead she saw something else inside the room.

On one end close to a wall was a strange contraption. Protruding from the floor and ending directly into the ceiling were two poles; made from the same material as the walls. About at the height of her shoulders were two long curved metal bands attached to the poles – one on the outside of each pole. These things almost looked like hoof-sized tubes cut in half, strangely resembling crude armrests.

Between the two poles – connecting them – was a big metal ring about the size of a pony’s throat. This ring was cut in half. The lower half was fixed a bit higher than the metal bands. The upper half was way higher and seemed to be able to move down.

The whole thing strangely reminded Rarity of a pillory. That thought gave her a feel of unease. Was she supposed to be restrained in there?! She would never allow that to happen.

Rarity’s thoughts of disgust were interrupted when she heard a strange voice. She couldn’t say where it came from exactly, but it felt like it came from somewhere above her. It sounded like a robot – synthetic without any emotion.

“The female will place its front legs inside the armrests and its head inside the headrest. It will face the wall.”

Rarity was upset. “Who do you think I am? I’m a lady! I would never do that! And how are you talking to me I’m not an ‘it’!” To her dismay she hadn’t much say in the matter as her front hooves already had moved into the armrests. Her head followed shortly. 

With a squeal of Rarity the ring around her neck closed down like a guillotine, trapping her where she was. Her hooves were restrained by metal bands –  two wrapping around each leg.

She was now forced to stand on her hind legs. Her front was so high it was uncomfortable. She thought that was how a stallion must feel like when mounting a mare. Her head was restrained so she couldn’t look around, the only thing she could see was the wall in front of her.

At the edge of her view Rarity could see something moving above her head. Then she felt something being put on her horn. She couldn’t see it but it was a small silvery ring at the base of her horn. Attached to it was a black, slightly transparent, stretchy foil. This foil covered her whole horn clenching down tightly, highlighting every little groove of it.

The moment Rarity felt this thing grabbing her horn she tried her telekinesis to move it away, but it didn’t work. This instant she knew what had been put on her forehead. It was a magic canceling ring. She could clearly feel her spells being absorbed into the material. For a skilled unicorn those things were easily busted, but Rarity hadn’t really that much of experience. Besides her gem-spell and the standard telekinesis and light spells she didn’t know much more.





Next Rarity felt something cold grabbing the base of her tail. As restrained as she was she couldn’t look back. The cold thing got tighter and tighter until it snugly hugged her tail. When it stopped shrinking Rarity felt a sharp prick like something was forced into her spine.

The pain subsided shortly after, but then her tail moved up slowly. Of course she tried to put it back down. A lady can’t expose herself! Distressed she had to remark it wasn’t obeying to her. It was staying high up exposing her main prize to the empty room behind her.

She was just about to complain and whine about it when something slapped across her rump. All that left her muzzle then was a high pitched “Ow”. A moment later the same whip-like thing hit down on her other cheek.

Before she had time to somehow react, the next smack hit her. The whipping didn’t stop then though. Rarity’s plot was tormented non stop, one hit after another. During this time Rarity was too occupied with holding her cries of pain to complain.

When her backside was feeling flaming hot after being hit in nearly every angle the machine stopped. That was Rarity’s cue to start complaining. “Why ar-” The moment she spoke up, there again was a whip across her rump.

“Sto-” Another slap. “Thi-” Slap. After a few more tries – each slap getting stronger than the one before – Rarity resigned and stopped her attempts at complaining. 

As she was just hanging there without anything happening, the machine gave her another slap and then ceased its movement again. Rarity was now aroused considerably. Being dominated that way and unable to move took its toll on her. She got frustrated as nothing more happened and spoke up just to earn another slap.

She received another three slaps that way. The aliens couldn’t allow her to take control though. In front of her opened up a small crevice inside the wall. In it was a robotic arm. Attached on its end was a metal thing. Rarity was reminded at a snaffle while she observed it.

The arm moved forwards and pressed the bit against her muzzle. She didn’t open up her mouth to let it in. A lady couldn’t allow such humiliating things as gags! When she still refused to open up she felt the whip pressing softly onto her marehood. Rarity wasn’t stupid and got the warning. She opened her mouth quickly and was immediately gagged by the snaffle. Its ends got attached to the poles next to her head.

The machine then continued to whip her three more times. Her hindquarters were burning. But her marehood was too – with lust. Then there weren’t any more slaps.

After a short pause Rarity felt a new sensation. Something was being pressed against the edges of her marehood like a big ring – or maybe a cup? It was a cup. She knew it the moment the air was sucked out of it. At first it kinda felt funny but then the feeling changed. The suction was forcefully increased suddenly.

Rarity could feel her lady parts expanding. Her labia was sucked so much she could feel it forming around the inside of the cup. Still the suction was continued. 

It again got painful. It was sucking her so hard her marehood felt like exploding. She could feel it throb painfully with every thump of her heart. Her arousal was close to a peak, too. Somehow her abductors must have known that. Because then a new hard smack was ushered onto her flank. This finally pushed Rarity over the edge making her cum.

During her orgasm Rarity moaned heavily through her gag. One of her hind legs kicked out aimlessly. With that kick the cup fell off of her, because it already had stopped its sucking.

Her marehood was extremely swollen. It perfectly framed her – also enlarged – winking clit. Rarity was still riding her orgasm when she was torn out of it with a punch. She screamed in agony through her gag as the whip slapped down one more time – directly across her swollen lips.

Rarity hadn’t realized it at first but she had been crying for a while already. She only now noticed as one of her tears had found its way inside her nostril making her cough.

Again Rarity heard something moving behind her. With a whimper she readied herself for another slap across her swollen pussy. Instead she was surprised by a not so unpleasant feeling. Something gave a long wet lick across the whole length of her expanded marehood.

It did feel like a pony but it also didn’t. Another lick followed exactly the same path across Rarity’s privates. Due to the suction from before her marehood was highly sensitive. Instead of moans and shrieks of pain Rarity’s muzzle now escaped moans of pleasure.

One lick followed after another. Behind Rarity, what she couldn’t see, was a machine with several artificial tongues attached to a chain. This chain moved like on a chainsaw pressing into Rarity on one end. The lubricant on all of those tongues contained a small amount of aphrodisiac.

Rarity reveled in the sensations she felt. She never was licked so intense before and her arousal grew and grew. The machine behind her slowly increased its speed.

When the licking device was so fast Rarity felt like a whole town was caressing her marehood she let go. Rarity had a long sensual orgasm. She was so absorbed by it her hind legs were no longer able to hold her up. She dropped down until her whole body was only held up by the pillory she was restrained in.

The machine behind her had followed her marehood perfectly and the licking hadn’t stopped or slowed down, instead another slap was issued across both of Rarity’s plump cheeks to get her back up. After the third painfull smash Rarity finally managed to get back on her legs. To her dismay the slaps didn’t stop though.

Forcefully slapped every few seconds and even faster licked than before, Rarity had another orgasm. She was so spent she had to fight not to pass out. As her abductors noticed this the slaps stopped. The licks also slowed down so much that Rarity could again distinguish the different tongues.

When she had regained a bit of her stamina the licks completely ceased and she could hear the machine behind her retract. 





Then – with a clack – all of her restraints opened up. Rarity still was hanging inside the opened pillory as she was so worn-out. Before Rarity had a chance to move out of it on her own though the voice from before again spoke to her.

“The female will walk to the middle of the room.”

Rarity’s body forced itself to move out of the stocks. She nearly tipped over when her forehooves hit the ground. Then she managed to slowly shuffle in the direction she was commanded to.

When she was standing there a metal arm moved down from the ceiling. She had no more power to fight it. It grabbed her horn harshly. When it retracted a moment later Rarity’s horn ring was gone. Then she felt electricity in the air around her making the hair of her coat stand on edge.

Looking down Rarity suddenly saw open skies below her. She didn’t fall. She was again inside some kind of forcefield. She also was too exhausted to be scared or protest anymore.

A moment later she was brought back down the same way she came into this strange patchwork alien ship – with an invisible elevator.

When she came down she no longer wanted to go to Twilight. Fluttershy’s earring could wait until tomorrow. Now she just needed to sleep. It also was late already. It wasn’t sunset yet, but Celestia’s light was already pretty low. She could hear the clock tower, it was 8 p.m.

Before she left the back alley she was in, she noticed something else. The aliens had removed her horn ring, but they forgot to take off the ring around her tail. She was still exposing herself to everypony!

Sure, she couldn’t deny she had experienced pleasure while she was abducted, but she couldn’t show off her privates in public. This was unacceptable! 

In her tired stupor she tried reaching her tail with her mouth. If somepony could have seen her they probably would have laughed. Rarity looked like a dog chasing its own tail.

Her second attempt was to reach it with magic. But her already weak magic was even more wobbly because of her exhaustion. She had no chance of removing it.

Rarity made up a plan. She would find a way home where nopony could see her. Then she would try to remove it using tools. She had a metal saw and pliers at home after all.

Saturday the 19th, 9 p.m.

Rarity was lying in her bed crying. She had made several fruitless attempts to remove her tail ring for nearly an hour now and it wasn’t even scratched. Even worse: at least three ponies saw her on her way home. Her reputation definitely was ruined!

She didn’t even look for Sweetie Belle – who was staying at Rarity’s for the weekend – when she came home. Rarity went directly into her bedroom locking the door.

Crying in her pillow she made up a new plan. She would now cry herself into sleep in self pity. Then the next morning she would go to Twilight. Twilight always knew how to solve problems. That’s at least what Rarity told herself to cheer her up.

> (06) Sixth Chapter - That's New
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Saturday the 19th, 11 p.m.

Twilight was sleeping in her bed. After her dream from last night – she couldn’t believe that it was more than a dream – she had continued with her day like usual. Sure it had been strange, but dreams are always strange, aren’t they? Twilight hadn’t even thought about it all day long. 

But now her sleep was troubled. This time it really was a dream though. She was reliving her last abduction. Twilight made a jerk with every shock she received in her dream. With each yank Twilight’s body slowly moved towards the edge of her bed. 

Then with one last wriggle she fell out of it. She woke with a scream the moment she collided with the floor. It wasn’t unusual for her to fall out of bed; normally she would have just gotten back in and continued sleeping, but this night was different. She saw something strange. 

Outside her windows wasn’t dark night. Instead there was a bright green light shining into her bedroom – illuminating the whole place. Twilight got up to look outside to find the source of it. 

When she was standing in front of one of the windows, she was baffled. She couldn’t see anything except for the bright green light. It was like nothing outside of her bedroom existed. There was only this strange light which lit her entire room.

Thinking about it for a moment, it suddenly made sense. She didn’t wake up when she fell before. She was still dreaming! As the memory of her last dream came back, Twilight felt a bit of arousal rising inside her belly. She couldn’t wait to see what her mind had in store for her this time. 

Twilight didn’t want to risk waking up before she got any action, so she opened up her window and flew outside without any hesitation. Outside she still couldn’t see anything except for the green light, instead it was even brighter than it had looked from the inside. She was unable to see anything. She couldn’t even see her castle anymore. 

Nonetheless – still in the assumption she was having an erotic dream – Twilight flew higher towards where she assumed the source of the light.

After she had flown only a few yards upwards she got paralyzed. Her whole body suddenly stiffened up and she was unable to move a single limb. Of course she immediately fell down. Before she got even close to the ground though, something strange happened.

With one blink of her eyes she wasn’t in the air anymore; she was lying on her back on an examination table. A robotic arm moved a blue light over her abdomen and privates. Then with her next blink she found herself moved again.

She was still lying on her back, now inside a u-shaped metal thing. All four of her legs were extended alongside the walls of her strange bed. She felt like she was standing upside down. 

Her legs were fastened to the walls of the metal thing with three metal bands on each leg. The bottom of her cot was only inches higher than the ground; its walls reached a little bit higher than Twilights legs were long.

Looking above her, Twilight saw two strange things. These things looked like two small black boards. Both had a slightly stepped frame. They reminded Twilight of empty picture frames.

The two frames were both held up by a metal arm each. The arms held the frames in a slight angle to each other, so that Twilight could easily look at both of them without moving her head far.

After she had been lying there for a few moments, the right one of the two frames came to life. It displayed a picture of Twilight’s face, but instead of a still photograph it was moving. Every time Twilight moved her head the picture followed suit immediately.

Looking at herself, she could see she again had something around her horn. There was a metal device covering it completely. It was smooth except for a small indentation reaching around its middle. The base of the apparatus was a bit thicker than the rest – almost like a small plinth. On this base Twilight saw an engravement “Twilight Sparkle #005”. The first part obviously was her name, but she couldn’t make any sense of the number.

She didn’t even bother testing it out with her magic this time. Why would she want to escape? A dream couldn’t harm her after all and if it was any like her last dream it would be pretty pleasurable.





Then the other monitor got turned on. On it Twilight got a close-up view of her privates. She again could see every wriggle she made in her bonds directly on the screen.

She could see that her tail was bound to the bottom of her cot. Twilight somehow felt an urge to test this restraint – even though obviously nobody else could see her in a dream, right? Like she had already expected, her tail wouldn’t move upwards to cover her privates.

After that she took a look at her marehood. Except of pictures in books she never had seen a vagina up so close. Staring at the monitor some more, Twilight could see a little bit of wetness emerging from her folds. She was still waiting in anticipation what would happen to her in this dream after all. Staring at herself, her arousal only grew.

Twilight was captivated by the view she got on the monitors. Two small metal arms emerged from each wall of her cot. Attached to them were strange syringe-like needles. Instead of a phial they had a small tube leading back into the wall attached to them. These tubes were already filled with a strange yellow substance. 

Not used to monitors, Twilight had lost track that the image on the monitor was herself. When the needles moved towards her crotch and pressed against the tips of her teats she was reminded of that forcefully. It hurt! While Twilight was moaning in pain the needles kept pressing down until they penetrated her nipples and beyond.

A moment later Twilight felt the same sensation she felt every time she got vaccinated. They were injecting something into her teats! As evidence the liquid in the tubes was slowly moving towards her body. Then with a single quick movement the needles retracted and vanished where they came from.

Twilight was left alone again, only that now her teats were hurting. To make things worse it felt like they heated up. The ever increasing burning sensation from within Twilight’s mammaries got nearly unbearable within only a few moments. 

Then two clear cups dropped from the ceiling. Twilight couldn’t see them through the monitors, but as she heard the sound of them dropping down she had looked over her belly. The small things were held aloft by thick tubes attached to their tops. After they had dropped they were just hanging there above Twilight.

A moment later Twilight heard sucking noises. When the cups were slowly lowered towards her burning teats, she knew they were the source of the noise, as she felt the cold air fanning over her abdomen. 

When the cups were low enough to reach her, they immediately attached themselves onto her teats because of the suction. Twilight let loose a quick yelp, as her tender flesh got softly suckled at. She couldn’t make any sense out of it until she felt a single drop of milk leaving her left nipple.

Those needles from before must have made her lactate!

In the following seconds the amount of milk leaving her teats increased greatly. Staring at the monitor dazzled, Twilight was able to see two steady streams of milk being sucked away into the ceiling through the tubes. With every spurt she felt a big relief and the heat from within get less.

When the pain was almost gone Twilight could concentrate on the pleasurable side of feeling liquid leave her tender flesh. Her arousal from before quickly returned. Before she could revel in this feeling too long though, something new entered the view of the monitor.

Twilight couldn’t see what it was exactly; she could only see the backside of it. It was a flat metal thing with a rounded tip. The back of it almost looked like a wide shower head. It slowly moved higher until it was completely blocking her view on her marehood.

Then she heard a high-pitched whirring sound from between her legs. She was confused for a moment until the thing pressed down directly onto her clit.

On the underside of it was a small round plate which rotated quickly. Attached to it were several soft rubbery strands. These strands were now polishing Twilight’s pleasure nub. She was so shocked she didn’t even notice the cold wetness of the lubricant on the brush.

Twilight almost sounded like she was about to choke during her following orgasm. She was so overwhelmed by this new sensation she was unable to properly release her moans of pleasure. It took her several minutes before she was accustomed to this sensation enough to breathe correctly  again.

Then – instead of granting her a moment to relax – the brush increased the speed of its rotation and moved slightly around her nub, giving her new sensations all the time. Twilight immediately was close to the edge again. It also turned her on even more, that still more milk was being forced out of her abused mammaries.

When Twilight adapted to the strong stimulations she was enduring and had a short moment to think clearly, she heard a new sound from between her haunches. She couldn’t see anything on the monitor though. 

While searching for the source of the sound on the left monitor, she also got a glimpse of her own face on the right one. She looked like after running a marathon. Her whole face was sweaty and her mane disreveld. Her skin was bright red under her coat.

A moment later she didn’t have to search for the source of the sound any longer. Something cold and wet pressed against her tailhole. The reason she was unable to see it on the monitor was that the new thing was hidden below the brush on her clit.

Twilight got nervous and clenched down her back door to deny entry. Instead of giving in, the three inch wide rod increased its pressure against Twilight’s rear entrance. As it still couldn’t penetrate Twilight’s tight pucker, the brush on her clit suddenly increased its speed greatly. It was now spinning so fast it even sent small vibrations to her core.

Twilight was not prepared for this at all and came hard. Her whole body was jerking in her bonds. While Twilight’s mind was absent she had no chance to keep up the resistance against the invading rod.

Her orgasm only ended when the brush graciously slowed down to its former pace. Before she fully came down from her high, the shaft was already a full inch inside her bowels. It was so big! She felt like being ripped apart. Still the apparatus slowly kept pressing into her. 

While the probe proceded into her, Twilight felt several small bumps on its surface massaging her rim on their way in, as well as a small bulge around it about every inch – separating it into multiple pieces.

When it was inside Twilight about eight inches deep it stopped. As it stood there inside her, Twilight slowly got used to the stretching; all the while her clit was still tormented by the brush and her teats milked. 

When all the pain from the penetration was forgotten, the probe gently moved outwards. The moment it was only inside her with its tip, it immediately changed its direction again, moving back into her. Twilight felt her bowels contracting with this strange sensation – hugging the probe tightly. On its way back into her, Twilight could feel every raise on the probe’s surface caressing her insides.

As the probe fell into a steady rhythm – slowly thrusting into Twilight’s back door – she got a liking for the strange feeling. She still felt immensely stretched, but her mind slowly drifted of into a pleasure drunk state where the only thing mattering to her were the stimulation on her clit, the bumps of the probe massaging her insides and the feeling of the milk leaving her teats.

She was highly surprised when the probe suddenly vibrated before it increased its speed. It was also thrusting deeper and deeper into her. It humped her so fast and strong she could feel her flank jiggling.

That was the last thing she noticed before her orgasm hit her. It was so strong her conscious mind was gone completely. She wasn’t aware of the mind shattering screams and moans of pleasure she let out. She didn’t notice how she thrashed in her bonds. She also couldn’t see the stream of her juices she was shooting out of her folds.

When Twilight was close of getting back down the brush above her clit went into overdrive mode again, sending her farther away than ever before. She felt such glorious bliss it was almost as if she had passed out – only that she still was screaming almost without taking a breath.


* * *


When Twilight grasped the world around her again some time later, the brush polishing her clit before was already gone. The probe in her butt had ceased its movement completely and just stood inside her softly vibrating.

Looking at the monitor she saw the stream of milk from her teats had thinned, too. A moment later only a few spurts got sucked out of her before the flow stopped altogether.

For a moment her teats were suckled without anything leaving her nipples. Then the cups detached from her tender flesh and moved back to the ceiling out of her view.

With that – except for the vibrating probe in her pucker – Twilight was completely free from any stimulation. As her mind got clearer and clearer she could feel a soft headache. Moving her tongue around in her mouth felt like sandpaper. She was absolutely dehydrated.

A moment later she saw movement to her left and right. Two small metal arms were approaching her face. As exhausted and desiccated as Twilight was, she hadn’t any chances at fighting them as they forced their way into her muzzle.

Both arms actually had two metal hooks on their ends. Each small hook moved behind her teeth and slowly spread her mouth open. That way her jaw got opened up to her limits. Twilight was reminded at when she was still a filly. Everytime she went to the dentist she had to wear a strange metal gag so she didn’t accidently bite down on any of the doctor’s instruments.

A moment later a small metal rod extended from above her forehead. When it was over her wide-open mouth it shot something cold and wet into her muzzle. Twilight was terrified until she noticed it was water. She still was scared after she noticed – if she didn’t want to drown she had to gulp it down quickly.

While she was still busy swallowing the fountain of water sprayed into her muzzle, the shaft in her bowels slowly moved outwards. Like when it first had penetrated her, she could again feel every ridge, every segmentation passing her rim.

When it was completely out of her, her pucker wasn’t strong enough to close down her entrance on the spot, instead she got a good view into her back door. Except of pictures in books she never had seen this before.





The moment her spasming ring of muscle managed to tighten down, the water in her mouth changed taste. Suddenly it tasted sweet – really sweet. It was so sweet it tasted like syrup so strongly concentrated it had lost every aroma except for sweet.

She knew why it had changed its taste when her eyelids got heavier and heavier with each blink.

Sunday the 20th, 7 a.m.

With the familiar sound of her alarm clock ringing Twilight got out of her bed. She was still very sleepy. She again had had one of those strange sex dreams.

What was wrong with her? This time she even willingly went towards her abductors. Was she really such a pervert?

Twilight was so tired she didn’t even bother making her sheets before walking into the hallway. Today she had to make breakfast herself. Spike had left for the Crystal Empire late the last day – he still was a big number over there.

Before she could enter her kitchen though, one of her friends was storming through her hallway screaming. Twilight hadn’t expected any visitors.

“Horrible!” 

Through her sleepy eyes Twilight saw a screaming and crying Rarity running towards her. Twilight was confused. The moment Rarity was close to Twilight she immediately almost choked her with a close hug. Twilight tried to soothe her friend. “What happened, Rarity? Please, tell me.”

> (07) Seventh Chapter - No Return
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

Sunday the 20th, 7 a.m.

Rarity just had burst through Twilight's door and was now storming down the hallway. The moment she saw Twilight she cried out.

“Horrible!”

When she was close enough to Twilight, she hugged her and couldn’t hold back her tears any longer. Through her sobs Rarity attempted to explain her friend what happened to her, but not a single word could be understood because of her frantic sobbing.

After Twilight had overcome the initial shock of seeing Rarity hysterically crying into her shoulder so short after waking up, she returned the hug and tried to soothe her. “What happened, Rarity? Please, tell me.”

Hearing the worried and calming words, Rarity managed to control her breathing again. She let go of Twilight and sat down in front of her. “Twilight! It’s horrible!” She took a few deep breaths before continuing.

“It’s so humiliating to talk about it. Yesterday I... I... this happened!” Rarity stood up and turned around quickly, pointing at the base of her tail with her left front hoof. There was still a tail-ring attached to her dock.

Seeing the thing at Rarity’s tail, Twilight’s jaw dropped. “W-w-what happened! You need to tell me every detail!” Twilight had to think about her dreams when she saw the ring, but she couldn’t quite see the connection. Her dreams were dreams after all.

Rarity again planted her plot in front of Twilight and gulped down her discomfort. “It was yesterday after I was at the spa with Fluttershy. She suddenly had an earring and acted strangely, so instead of walking home I was about to give you a visit.

“But before I was even halfway to your castle, it happened. I was abducted and brought into a giant thing flying high over Ponyville.” Trembling Rarity told Twilight everything that had happened to her inside the spaceship leading up to the moment she was brought back down – all the time she was shaking and small tears were running down her cheeks.

When Rarity was finished with her story, Twilight’s face had lost its color. The princess was absolutely terrified. Did this mean her dreams weren’t actually dreams? “Rarity, I... I had strange dreams the last two nights and I... I don’t think anymore they actually were dreams now.

“It’s... It’s exactly- Everything is so similar to what you just told me! I- we- Applejack! The first night I was abducted Applejack was there, too! They did something horrible to her. We need to check on her. I’ll tell you everything on the way.”

Twilight immediately jumped up and stormed towards the big doors of the castle. Rarity – slightly baffled – followed short after. When they reached them, there was a problem though. It seemed like the doors were jammed. They wouldn’t budge an inch.

Still terrified, Twilight had turned around and headed towards one of the windows. As she made her way towards it, she slowed down more and more until she was only dragging herself in its direction. “Do you also smell something strange, Raritieeeeeee…”

Before Twilight could finish her question both mares fell to the floor with a thump.


* * *


Rarity woke up with a headache – the kind of headache one gets from sleeping for too long. She was lying on the floor inside a big room. Like the last time she got abducted it was completely made of shiny metal, the difference was its size. This room was so big it was more like a hall than a cell.

A few feet away from Rarity was Twilight – still asleep. As Rarity stood up to walk over to her, her headache slowly faded away.

After a few steps Rarity stood next to her friend and looked over her. Twilight was wearing a strange device on her horn. Seeing that, Rarity felt for her own horn where she found a thing with foil covering it like last time.

The thing on Twilight’s horn was different though. It was completely made of metal and even had her name engraved on its base.

On Twilight’s tail Rarity saw the same ring she herself was forced to wear. Even as Twilight was still asleep and lying on her side, her tail was pointing in the opposite direction of her hooves.

When Rarity was just about to speak up to wake Twilight, her eyes opened on their own. Twilight hadn’t even been fully awake when she saw Rarity and spoke to her. “What happened? Where are we?

“There was a strange smell, then I got tired. Are we inside their spaceship now?” Twilight got a thoughtful expression. “I don’t know who they are though.”

Without much confidence Rarity replied. “I don’t have any idea either, Twilight. I woke just a few moments before you, nothing happened since then.”

Twilight slowly stood up from the ground and looked Rarity into her eyes. ”We need to get out of here. I mean, it was quite pleasurable when I was here the last time, but I thought it was a dream. I would have never allowed any of it if I knew it was real.”

Twilight turned around herself a few times looking in every direction. “Doors… windows… magic! We’ll use our magic!” With that said she squeezed her eyes shut in concentration. A moment later the indentation around the thing on her horn began to light up in a soft blue hue.

Used to Twilight’s ramblings, Rarity observed her now sweating friend calmly before she spoke up again. “I don’t think that will work, darling. There is something on your horn. At least the thing on my horn was pretty good at canceling my magic the last time.”

Twilight's pupils shrank down and her jaw dropped. “My horn?! No, no, no, no, no! It was there in my dream, too.” Resigning Twilight sat down on her haunches. “I mean, it was there when I was abducted.”





Both were sitting in front of each other for a while then – preparing themselves for whatever would happen to them this time. Even though they were scared a lot, they also were looking forward to it a little bit – both of them did experience massive amounts of pleasure when they were here the last time. Still they were too anxious to speak a single word.

Then there was a sound familiar to both of them. It was the soft crack of a speaker being powered on, followed by a well-known synthetic voice.

“The purple female will lie down with its front, leaving its hind legs stretched out.”

Following the command Twilight was in an uncomfortably exposing position. With her rump stretched to the ceiling and her tail still held up by the alien accessory, everyone near her – that is Rarity – could get a good look at her marehood.

It was hard for Rarity to hold a grip on herself and not look at her friend’s main prize. It wasn’t like she was interested in mares or anything like that, but Twilight was just so exposed in front of her. She felt such a big urge to just take a small glimpse. She didn’t have to fight any longer though as a new command was issued a few moments later.

“The white female will take a lick across the purple female’s vagina.”

Rarity had no chance to deny the command, but she managed to follow it as slowly as possible. She always thought about herself of being straight, but in this situation she got turned on when she took a close look at Twilight’s slit. 

She of course had seen other mare’s marehoods before with nopony wearing pants, but without interest and always a tail in between it only were small insignificant impressions.

When Rarity came closer, Twilight felt her friend’s breath on her exposed flesh. She let loose a whimper so soft not even Rarity noticed it.

Rarity on the other hoof was overwhelmed by Twilight’s scent she now got a whiff of. She only ever had smelled the arousal of her own or from stallions. Still it aroused her in a strange way to smell her female friend.

Then she couldn’t delay it any longer. Her tongue escaped her muzzle and found its way on Twilight’s labia. Rarity’s wet organ was just on the lower end of it. Then it delicately moved along  the whole length.

Both mares shuddered with the sensation. Neither of them had ever expected this to happen. Still it was immensely arousing for the two of them.

When Rarity’s tongue reached the underside of Twilight’s anus she awoke from her trance and immediately retracted her tongue and blushed hard. Twilight was looking back at her – also blushing – but Rarity couldn’t force herself to look her in the eyes.

Before they got a chance to talk to each other, a small squared pillar rose from the floor to the right of Twilight’s flank. The moment the podest of the height of Twilight’s back was fully extended, it opened up its top. The now folded-back sides of it were positioned as to form a small pedestal table.

Presented on its top was a metal ring. This ring had a diameter of about two inches. It was a quarter inch thick and about one inch wide. For some strange reason about one quarter of the shiny ring was completely cut out.

On the inside of the cut were three small circles on each side. Rarity couldn’t really tell why they were there, but it almost looked like they were the skeleton of the ring and the other material was just wrapped around it – a little bit like reinforced concrete.

Rarity looked at the ring for a little longer, but she just couldn’t make out what it was. All the while Twilight was still forced to kneel down pointing her butt to the ceiling. Her folds were still slick from Rarity’s tongue and her own arousal; she could feel every movement of the air in the room tingling across her flesh. Then the voice from above spoke up again.

“The white female will take the ring provided with its mouth. It will press the opening of the ring against the top of the purple female’s vaginal cavity. It will make sure the labia are inside the opening of the ring. It will only stop holding the ring when the piercing procedure is finished and the ring is held on its own.”

After hearing this, Twilight trembled. She wanted to run. This was horrible! All she could do though, was preparing herself for what would come next. Cold sweat ran down her face, but she was brave enough not to cry in fear.

Rarity on the other hoof wasn’t that brave. Small tears were already flowing down her cheeks when she took the ring with her muzzle. She couldn’t imagine doing something so horrible to her friend. She couldn’t imagine doing something like that to anypony.

When she was close enough to Twilight's marehood that she again had her scent in her nostrils, she whispered a soft apology to her friend. “I’m so, so sorry, Twilight.” After that she closed her eyes and pressed the ring forward.

A moment later Twilight let loose a mind shattering scream of pain. The three bolts Rarity had seen before closed down the opening in the ring – piercing Twilight’s sensitive flesh. Twilight didn’t need to scream for long though as only a moment later the pain was completely gone. It was as if nothing had happened at all – except for the weight she now felt from the ring hanging on her privates.

When Rarity opened her eyes again she couldn’t see a wound or even a single drop of blood. Twilight also had stopped shaking and didn’t appear afraid anymore. 

Rarity had just taken a breath to speak to Twilight when she was interrupted again.

“The white female will assume the same position as the purple female.”

This time it was Rarity’s turn to get cold sweat running down her face. She was certain her marehood would get pierced next. She freaked out and almost hyperventilated, but still followed the command. The moment she was kneeling, new directions were given to Twilight. Rarity flinched as the voice began to talk.

“The purple female will stimulate the white female with its tongue until climax. The white female will calm down, it will not be harmed.”

Rarity genuinely calmed down. It wasn’t only because of the command, but because her fears just had been taken away from her. The only fear she had left that moment was the fear that she – a straight lady – might enjoy being licked by another mare.

Twilight already had got up and was now in the position Rarity had been in a few moments ago: She was standing behind a exposed mare for the first time – taking in every scent and impression. Because of the recent events none of the two were even aroused the slightest anymore, but the sight and scent in front of her stirred some curiosity in Twilight.

Looking at the soft flesh in front of her Twilight was reminded at last night when she had looked at her own flushed folds through the monitor. Generally Rarity looked the same as Twilight did, but there were tiny differences that made her unique.

Rarity had now calmed down considerably and with Twilight standing behind her – looking at her exposed privates – she was forced to fully concentrated on the feelings her marehood sent her. Then as Twilight got closer to her she felt her breath softly tickling over her privates. With that she got a familiar tingling in her belly. Was she getting aroused by the thought of a mare licking her? She was straight for Celestia’s sake!

As Twilight’s tongue made contact with Rarity’s sensitive flesh she could taste a small droplet of arousal that had just emerged from the folds. Twilight never had tasted anything like it before. It was so strange, so potent. Did she taste the same way or had every mare an individual flavor?

Licking away at Rarity’s marehood Twilight was so bound by her scholarly curiosity she had no sense of how Rarity was feeling. She was so far away from the world around her she didn’t even feel anything herself. She wasn’t aroused, she wasn’t disgusted – there was only place for studying her friend’s genitalia with her tongue.

Then she shrieked with shock. It felt as something had hit her marehood and it now was tingling softly. With the second ‘hit’ Twilight knew what it was: Her piercing had given her a soft electric shock. Being not as distracted as before she noticed it actually didn’t hurt at all. The current was so low it only sent tingling sensations into her sensitive cavern.

Now completely brought out of her curious stupor from before, the tingling and the fact she still was slurping away at Rarity’s entrance made her face flush. A spark had ignited in her belly – her arousal grew fast.

Twilight had no idea what she was doing, but she had to be doing something right as Rarity let loose a soft moan with every tentative lick Twilight gave her. The droplet from before also had become more than just a droplet – her whole mouth was full of Rarity’s taste.

As Twilight got more and more worked up herself and it seemed that she couldn’t carry Rarity over the edge with just licking around her entrance, she changed her strategy. It was her duty to bring Rarity to climax – and for some reason she also wanted it – so instead of moving her tongue over Rarity’s lips she clumsily poked it inside penetrating her tunnel. 

The moment Twilight did so, Rarity’s moans increased in volume considerably. Twilight moaned into Rarity the same time, because the tingling at her slit had increased its intensity, too. 

Still no idea how to best please a mare she tried to emulate a stallions member with her tongue. After a while of this the shocks from Twilight’s involuntary jewelry got increased again. Instead of a tingling her whole canal was now contracting rhythmically – just like she had experienced before on her first abduction. 

Not expecting that, Twilight was so surprised that she lost track of her tongue. Instead of thrusting inside Rarity’s marehood Twilight accidentally thrust against her friend’s clit. Rarity already had been so close to the edge she came that instant. Twilight was only warned by a long whine before Rarity’s juices gushed into her face. She almost didn’t manage to close her eyes before the jet hit her. 

Twilight had to take a step back to regain her breathing as her nostrils were flooded by Rarity’s fluids, but the moment she lifted her leg the intensity of her own stimulations increased again. With her own mind shattering orgasm she was forced to the floor with a thump followed by a few high pitched shrieks and pants. Twilight’s whole body was jerking with her orgasmic pleasures.





Both mares hadn’t fully regained control of their breathing when the next command was issued.

“The purple female will keep quiet and not stand up.”

They were confused. Rarity even turned around and looked for Twilight. What were they going to do to the princess next? Hadn’t she been tortured enough for today already? Instead of doing anything to her, the voice echoed a new command through the hall.

“The white female will walk through the opening provided.”

The moment the voice had finished, a door-like hole in one of the walls opened up. Rarity’s hooves reluctantly moved towards it while she observed this gap in the otherwise flawless wall.

Rarity was so scared she couldn’t usher a single word. Twilight wanted to scream out, but was unable to because of the command from before.

When Rarity stepped through the door it immediately closed up behind her. The same moment Twilight regained control of her body and jumped up to storm towards the door. “Rarity!” 

Feeling around where the gate had been just seconds ago, she was unable to find anything. She wasn’t even sure if she was searching on the right place. The wall was as seamless as before.

Before Twilight had any chances to think about how to rescue Rarity her nostrils tingled. No! This was the same scent she had smelled just before she fell unconscious when they were brought here. 

Twilight was asleep even before her body hit the floor.


* * *


When Twilight woke up later she was back in her castle. She was in the exact same position in front of her window she had been when she initially had been subdued by the gas. The only difference was, that Rarity wasn’t next to her. There wasn’t even the slightest trace of her friend.

Twilight then proceeded with taking stock of herself. Every limb was still attached. Her tail was no longer forced to point upwards. “Ow!” Her piercing was still there! And it had shocked her the moment she saw it.





After that it changed into stimulation mode again. Twilight wanted to leave and look for Rarity – maybe they had brought her home? All she could do though was thinking about the feelings she got from her marehood. The piercing gave her so strong stimulations her mind was unable to keep track of a single thought as her tunnel contracted rhythmically.

Twilight had to free her mind. Rarity could have been in danger! To her dismay the only way her pleasure abused mind could think of freeing itself from the manipulations was masturbating. She hadn’t fully resigned to the culprit tormenting her privates yet and tried to get a grasp of her thoughts, but it had no use.

A moment later Twilight was running frantically towards her bedchambers. After bursting through the big doors, she ran straight towards her bedside table. Inside of it she had hidden a small toy of hers. She would never have bought a dildo on her own, but her friends gave it to her as a joke birthday present.

Even though the gift wasn’t really meant in all seriousness, Twilight had found quite a liking in it since she had gotten it. It was small, but it had helped her through many lonely nights, and the way Twilight was she had many lonely nights.

When Twilight found it, she immediately laid down on her side on top of her bed, but as she tried to insert it – the piercing was stimulating her so hard she didn’t have a nerve for foreplay – she had difficulty doing so.

She hadn’t realized at first, but the piercing – penetrating her flesh deeply – narrowed down her tunnel considerably. Her normally small dildo was now huge for Twilight. With reinforced efforts the lust drunken mare finally managed to insert her faux lover, even though she felt a bit of pain from the stretching.

The moment Twilight had penetrated herself with her toy, her piercing increased the stimulation again making her slit hug the dildo even tighter. Thrusting the dildo inside herself, Twilight was so overwhelmed by the pleasure her mind took a break. The only thing that she was able to process anymore was sex. The blissful feeling of the soft material rubbing her inner walls was the only thing that mattered to her that moment.

Her hoof moved faster and faster hammering herself with her dildo. All the while her marehood was spasming from the electroshocks it received from the invading piercing – tightly squeezing the rubbery toy. Twilight was on a crazed frenzy towards her orgasm.

When it hit her Twilight’s lights went out. It was so strong it felt like she had run against a wall at full speed. Then she fell asleep – her marehood still spasming lightly in her afterglow.





A few hours later Twilight was still lying on her bed. Her dildo had left her and was now lying next to her crotch – still slick with her juices. Overall her sheets were pretty stained were she lay.

As she slowly woke the first thing she noticed was the still present smell of her arousal. Twilight blushed looking over the mess she had made this afternoon. 

Then her pupils shrunk down. Because of the mean stimulations of her piercing she had forgotten what had happened earlier this day. Rarity! Her friend could be in danger, she needed to look for her. To her relief the alien piercing didn’t show any more signs of life; it wasn’t a problem for her anymore – at least for now.

Next Twilight checked her alarm clock on top of her nightstand. It was now 3 p.m. That was way too late! She needed to find Rarity. Now! Twilight didn’t bother cleaning up herself or anything else, instead she immediately ran for her door.

She ran straight to Carousel Boutique. Behind the door was still the closed sign, but as she knocked Sweetie Belle opened up. To Twilight’s dismay the filly hadn’t seen her sister the whole day since she had left for school this morning.

Twilight’s next stop was Sweet Apple Acres. When she arrived she luckily found Applejack, but when she talked to her about the abductions and asked her if she knew where Rarity was she didn’t believe her a single word.

No matter how hard Twilight tried to convince Applejack, she didn’t believe her. Instead she thought Twilight went crazy. She also had no interest in searching for Rarity – she wasn’t even concerned the slightest about their friend.

Twilight couldn’t believe it. Why did Applejack deny it? She had seen her clearly when she was abducted for the first time! After considering it a moment Twilight came to the conclusion the aliens somehow must have manipulated Applejack’s mind. The idea of brainwashing made her only more worried.

Completely on her own and almost without hope Twilight went back to her castle. As she arrived she was greeted by the closest soul she had – Spike. “Twilight! How was your day?”

“Horrible! Rarity is missing! We... We... Spike, Rarity and I got abducted by aliens.” After telling Spike her whole Story – leaving out everything not suitable for the ears of a baby dragon of course – Spike was thoughtful for a short moment.

They had walked into the throne room while Twilight told her story. Spike was standing on the map table and looked at Twilight sitting in her throne. “We should write a letter to the princesses.”

Glad that at least Spike believed her, Twilight regained some of her confidence. “You’re right Spike. Why didn’t I think of that?”


* * *


They waited for a response until late in the night, but there never came one. While waiting for rescue to come to them they fell asleep hugging each other.


> (08) Eighth Chapter - Fertilization
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Sunday the 20th, 6 p.m.

Fluttershy was lying on her sofa. Her living room was completely dark except for a few streams of light shimmering through the closed blinds. She had been crying for a long time, but her eyes no longer had any tears to shed. Still she was sobbing quietly into a pillow.

Ever after she had returned from the spa yesterday, Fluttershy had locked herself up. Every window and every door was closed and barricaded to not let in any light or anypony’s glances.

The worst part of her experience on the alien spaceship wasn’t that they had abused her. It also wasn’t that they had forced her to expose herself so shamelessly or the fact so many stallions got a good view of her privates. It was the fact that she had enjoyed it.

She was a pervert. She felt good having all those stallions staring at her and being aroused because of her. She felt like a whore. Also she didn’t only like it the moment it happened, thinking back she still genuinely loved it. She could think of herself going to the town square and masturbating only to have somepony enjoy the view. She was a whore.

She couldn’t allow herself to do anything like that. She couldn’t continue on with her life like that. Why did they have to show her that she liked to expose herself to others? Her life was so nice before she knew. But now, the only thing she could think about was others masturbating to her body.

Fluttershy was torn out of her rambling thoughts and sobs with a sudden strange feeling. The bolt pierced through her left ear heated up. It wasn’t unpleasant just really unexpected.

The pleasant feeling of warmth emanating from her ear even managed to cheer Fluttershy up a bit. It calmed her down so much she came to a resolution: “It isn’t that bad. They were all so out of it, I’m sure nopony can remember seeing me at all. 

“And I don’t have to-” Fluttershy got irritated. It seemed like the piercing in her ear had gotten warmer. It still wasn’t unpleasant but- “Ow! Ow! Stop!” Fluttershy jumped from her sofa and grasped for her ear. It got so hot it hurt her badly.

The last thing Fluttershy noticed – big tears running down her cheeks – was a frantic knocking on her door, then the world around her seemed to shift. Fluttershy felt nauseous and had problems staying conscious.

Everything was moving and still it wasn’t. It was like she was about to be plucked out of reality. The room around her flickered in and out of existence constantly – first just to nothingness but then to something different. Her mind was so foggy she couldn’t quite tell.

At least the pain was gone. That was nice. In fact every feeling was gone by that time. There was just a soft nothingness embracing her. She liked it. She knew she should have been worried, but it was so nice. It was so cozy to feel her resistance slowly being taken away from her. Then Fluttershy let completely go of herself and fell asleep with a soft smile.


* * *


Rainbow Dash was in charge of the weather around Ponyville, so even if it often seemed like she was just slacking around – sleeping all day – she actually did a lot of work. She was in the air longer than anypony else. That is the reason why she always knew the newest gossip – even though she wasn’t interested in it. 

She also often knew who was up to what; she saw most ponies leaving for their jobs, for the market or just for a walk around town. This day she hadn’t seen Fluttershy once though. She wouldn’t even have noticed with anypony else, but Fluttershy was her closest friend – she always unconsciously checked on her well being. After all, they knew each other since they were fillies and since then Rainbow Dash felt responsible for Fluttershy’s safety.

Normally Fluttershy walked to the market at least once every day to buy fresh food for her animals. This day Rainbow hadn’t seen her leave her cottage once, she hadn’t even left it to feed her animals living outside.

As worried as she was the first thing Rainbow did when she was finished with the weather was flying to Fluttershy’s cottage. She was sure everything was alright with her friend, but she just needed to check on her. Maybe she was sick?

Rainbow Dash was just about to knock on the door when she heard a pained scream from inside. In fear she hammered on the door – almost kicking it in – instead of knocking normally like she had planned. Fluttershy was in danger!

The moment she raised her hoof the tenth time to knock, the air around her began flimmering like on a hot summer day. Her mind slowly faded away. At first she felt like she was tired, but then she realized it was nothing like that. It felt the same way like flying through a storm cloud. There was so much energy in the air it threatened to shut down her brain.

Listening to every dulled sensation she still could process, she noticed that there hadn’t been a reaction from inside after her knocks. Actually she couldn’t hear anything from inside at this point, but she wasn’t entirely sure. Her mind was so hazy Rainbow wasn’t sure anything she felt was real.

Then she blacked out for just a second – at least it felt like that for her. When she opened her eyes again she was standing inside a small metal room. Inside this cell was just barely enough space for her to turn around and take a step in every direction.

On one wall was a black thing that almost looked like a horizontal picture frame. In front of it in the center of the room was a small hole in the floor about the size of Dash’s hoof. She tried to squint through the hole but was unable to see anything other than blackness.

This was all so strange. Rainbow Dash was so confused. She couldn’t make anything out of her situation. Where was she? Why was she here? How had she been brought here? What happened to Fluttershy?

Finally Rainbow Dash managed to form words in her befuddled state. “Fluttershy? Are you here?” She didn’t actually expect to get an answer, so she was only more surprised when suddenly a tinny voice spoke to her.

“The female will sit down above the hole in the floor. It will face the monitor.”

Still extremely confused Rainbow Dash didn’t even think about protesting and followed the commands immediately. She couldn’t see any dials or anything like that inside this tiny room, so she assumed the voice had meant the black frame on the wall with ‘monitor’ and sat down facing it.

The moment her rump hit the floor something really strange happened. The floor around her seemingly had melted and was now flowing up her body. She got only more confused by the second. How was this even possible?

Her whole plot and haunches were already covered by the strange material. Then it oozed up over her front legs covering them up to her knees and stopped its movement. The liquid mass covering her body gave a small ripple and then stiffened completely.

Only now did Rainbow realize what really had just happened. The only parts of her body not covered by a hard metal cover were her head, her neck and her midsection. Everything else was permanently locked in place by the metal formed around her. It felt like a second skin and she couldn’t even see any seams between it and the floor.





She tried to move, but the thin metal layer covering her was so hard and tight she couldn’t even wriggle a little bit. She didn’t like that. Rainbow of all pegasi needed her room to move! “Let me out! The moment I’m free of this stuff I’ll buck your head in! You are-”

Distracted as she was by her restraints she had completely forgotten about the hole she was sitting on. And now something cold had been sprayed directly against her nethers! And to make things worse the substance seemed to have an immediate effect on her. The moment the cold wetness hit her she could feel blood rushing into her folds as she got aroused quickly.

Almost the same moment the black frame in front of her flickered to life. On it she saw a picture of Fluttershy. She was inside a room like Rainbow Dash was herself, but Fluttershy’s room was a bit bigger than the small chamber she was crammed in.

In the center of it were four poles sticking out of the floor. Each pole was about twice the height of Fluttershy. Between them was Fluttershy. Around each of her legs were several metal rings binding her to the poles. 


* * *


Fluttershy felt strange. She didn’t know what had happened to her. She couldn’t even recall when she had regained her consciousness. The only thing she knew was that at some point she had been in her cottage and now she was here.

She had been standing inside this room for Celestia knows how long – all four of her legs bound to strange poles reaching out of the floor.

Fluttershy couldn’t collect her thoughts before a strange whirring sound came from below her. As she looked down through her front legs she could see that two holes – each about an inch in diameter – had opened up in the floor below her abdomen.

A moment later a transparent staff rose up from each of the holes. On their ends were opaque metal caps. The shafts grew in length until they almost touched her belly. Then the metal caps opened up and a long needle came out of each pole.

Before the needles were fully extended the poles moved upwards again. No other way to go the needles were forced to penetrate Fluttershy’s skin. The timid mare whimpered as she still watched the happenings below her closely, but for some strange reason the pain she had expected never came. She could feel the cold needles inside her flesh, but it just didn’t hurt.

Even though the needles already had penetrated Fluttershy’s belly the poles kept moving upwards for about another five inches until the caps on their top touched her skin and the needles had completely vanished inside of her.

For a short time the poles and needles stood still and Fluttershy got time to think about what was happening to her. She calmed down a bit, because of the lack of pain and concentrated more on the feelings inside her. Then she realized that the needles had struck directly into her ovaries!

Only a moment later the poles came to life again. Fluttershy could feel a soft murmur as a blue gel rose through the transparent tubes. For some reason Fluttershy was looking forward to it. She didn’t know why but she even could feel a bit of wetness at her nether regions.


* * *


Rainbow Dash was shocked. She was forced to watch the whole scene through the screen in front of her. Then the needles retracted back into the floor and she saw that Fluttershy actually had gotten aroused from the treatment she just had received.

As the screen was zooming in on Fluttershy’s flushed marehood, Rainbow knew what their abductors had planned: they wanted her to get aroused looking at her friend being tortured. That’s why they had sprayed aphrodisiac on her privates, but Rainbow Dash wasn't that easy. Her loyalty towards Fluttershy was much stronger than this alien aphrodisiac – even though she had to concentrate a lot to resist the feelings her marehood sent her.

A moment later a strange metal arm dropped from the ceiling in front of her. On its end was a terrifying instrument. It was a tiny drill surrounded by menacing blades and needles. 

When the thing came to life – the drill spinning and the needles stabbing into the air in front of them – and moved towards her, Dash protested. “Take that thing away from me! No matter how bad you hurt me, I will always stand up for my friends!” She shook her head heavily while she screamed as loud as she could.

Seemingly noticing her protests the machine stopped in front of her. Rainbow Dash thought she had won until the metal binding her to the floor again became liquid. It moved upwards along her neck covering her head until only her nose, eyes and ears where free. Even her muzzle was now completely encased. This all happened so quick she couldn’t even think about fleeing while it was liquid.

Rainbow gulped down in fear as the machine again moved towards her. Even though she wanted to, she was unable to scream threats, because of the way her muzzle was blocked. She still thought this thing was meant to torture her with pain when it touched her forehead, but instead of pain she only felt a strange pressure.

When she heard the sound of needles scratching on bone she felt like getting sick, but a moment later the arm retracted and quickly was completely gone. The metal restraining her had receded back down to free her head, too.

If one wouldn’t know better, there wasn’t even the slightest of hints to what had just happened. The only thing remaining was a strange pressure inside Rainbow’s skull, located directly behind her forehead.

After that her view fell back on the monitor where she still saw a close-up view of Fluttershy’s excited marehood, but this time it was highly arousing for Rainbow Dash. She never had seen something as hot as this before. How was that even possible? It wasn’t new for her to get aroused by a mare – even though she preferred stallions – but she knew this wasn’t right. She would have never been so aroused in a situation as horrible as this.

A moment later the picture on the monitor changed completely. On it Rainbow Dash saw several stallions sitting in rows. Each had a transparent thing with a tube attached to it strapped over their engorged cocks. Most of them shot their load inside the tubes the moment Rainbow got to watch them. 

Then the feed changed again. The only thing on this new image was a big weird shaped alien machine with three tubes attached to it – two on its top and one on its bottom. Through one of the tubes on its top she could see a white substance flowing into the machine – she assumed it was the cum from the stallions a moment ago.

The other tube that led inside was filled with a dark green, slightly glowing substance. The color was so strange the only description Rainbow came to mind instead of ‘green’ was ‘alien’.

As both liquids proceeded into the machine a few lights on it turned on blinking and a big wheel on its center started spinning. Then the tube on the underside got filled up. This one led outside of the machine. In it was a strange light green substance – glowing in the same way the dark green one was.

Before the substance reached the edge of the screen the picture changed back to Fluttershy. It was still the same setting as before, but inside her vagina was now a big metal rod. On its end was a transparent tube leading outside Rainbow Dash’s view.

Even though she didn’t want to admit it, she again got heavily aroused. Did they put something in her brain to manipulate her? She feared what would happen next to Fluttershy, but also the thought of it turned her on only more in anticipation.

She was so aroused she needed something to touch her marehood, but her hooves were still bound by the metal covering her body. She almost had forgotten the hole she sat on until she felt the rush of air of something moving quickly below her.

Through the hole came a small mechanical arm with a little ring attached to its end. The arm moved without hesitation straight to her winking clitoris. The moment the ring was pressed around her nub she screamed.

The metal thing was vibrating so hard it had instantly forced an orgasm onto her and it didn’t stop there. It was still vibrating with such a force it almost was painful for her. Every part of her body not bound by the metal was shaking in pleasure.

Through her ongoing orgasm Rainbow Dash almost hadn’t noticed something had changed on the monitor in front of her. The light green stuff that had come out of the alien device before was now flowing through the tube, straight into Fluttershy’s privates.

It was horrible but Rainbow Dash was forced to get turned on even more. She hated herself for it, but she was made to love watching her friend being bred like living stock. Rainbow never had had such a strong orgasm before and like the vibrations it just wouldn’t stop.

The liquid flowing into Fluttershy also wouldn’t stop. Rainbow Dash could see her belly visibly extending as her womb was pumped full with this alien enriched semen. Her skin was stretching like she already was pregnant in the early months. The flesh was so taut she could see the green glimmer of the glowing gel through it.

Then both the flow into Fluttershy and the vibrations on Rainbow Dash’s clit ceased suddenly. It took her over a minute to come down from her orgasm but the aliens waited patiently for her. Nothing happened in the meanwhile.

The moment she was back though, the cylinder inside Fluttershy was pressed deeper inside still, only for the tube to be detached and moved out of view. It almost looked like they had plugged her up. In the same moment all four poles that previously had bound Fluttershy vanished into the floor.

Being forced to stand on her own Fluttershy was already wobbly, but then Rainbow Dash saw a long wire dropping down from the ceiling towards Fluttershy’s neck. It had a short needle on its end and promptly penetrated her neck. Only a moment later Fluttershy fell to the ground unconscious – her belly still swollen and slightly glowing.

Rainbow Dash internally screamed for her friend but the only thing that left her muzzle was a lustful moan. The thing in her head made her love what she saw.

The next thing that happened on the monitor was a big tube moving into the view from the right. It was about five feet in diameter, about ten feet long and made out of metal. Through several small windows on it Rainbow could see that it was padded and illuminated in a soft blue hue on the inside.

Next the capsule like tube opened up alongside its length. Open like that it almost looked like it had been cut in half with hinges attached to one side.

The moment several big metal arms came into view and grabbed the unconscious Fluttershy – her marehood still plugged up and a wire attached to her spine – the vibrator on Dash’s clit fired up again – even stronger than before.

It was horrible for her to see her friend being lifted into the capsule, but against her will it also was horribly arousing. She had no way to resist the view on the screen and the vibrations on her privates. She came again – even harder than before.

The closer Fluttershy was to the tube the stronger the vibrations tormenting Rainbow Dash got. When Fluttershy finally was laid down inside, the tube closed up and the screen went black. The vibrating ring around Rainbow’s nub couldn’t go any stronger, but to increase the stimulation it changed to a pulsating rhythm.

It was all too much for Rainbow Dash. The stimulation, the fight against herself, the arousal she got from thinking about all the horrible things they would do to her friend, the- she passed out.





When she woke up again Rainbow Dash was lying in front of Fluttershy’s cottage. She didn’t know how late it was but the sun was so low it had to be late in the evening already.

Thinking about what happened she immediately got aroused again everytime she thought about what they did, or would do, to Fluttershy. She even got aroused when her mind fell to the assumption that they could or could have abducted other ponies.

She knocked on the cottage’s door but to no surprise nopony opened up. Then she fell asleep again, because of exhaustion.

> (09) Ninth Chapter - Sweet Seduction
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

Sunday the 20th, 10 p.m.

It was already pretty late, but Sweetie Belle still couldn’t sleep. She was staying at Rarity’s for the weekend, because her parents were on a hiking trip at Canterlot Mountain. They had asked her to come with them, but she didn’t want to go without her friends.

She couldn’t sleep, because she was worried about her sister. Even though she had been at Carousel Boutique the whole weekend she only had seen Rarity once. And that was when she had arrived and Rarity helped her unpack her things.

The next time she took note of her sister was when Rarity came home only to immediately lock herself into her bedroom yesterday. She hadn’t even seen her then. All the other time Sweetie Belle had been completely alone. Normally she would have been glad to not have an adult dictate her rules, but after a time as long as this she got worried.

Yesterday Rarity at least came home to sleep, but this day Sweetie was completely on her own, even during the night. What if something bad had happened to Rarity? No matter how often she had quarrels with her she still loved her big sister.

But even though Sweetie Belle liked to act like a rebel, she was far from being one, and tomorrow she had to attend Miss Cheerilee's class again, so she decided to finally go to sleep. She was sure Rarity was fine, she was an adult and adults always knew what to do after all.

Sunday the 20th, 11 p.m.

Still heavily worried about her sister Sweetie Belle didn’t sleep well. She had a lot of strange dreams in which her sister got abducted and hurt, but this one was especially vivid. It almost felt like it wasn’t a dream.

She was standing inside a chamber about the size of her room back in her parent’s house. The strange thing was that this room was completely made of shiny silvery metal. It also didn’t have any doors, windows or any other features. The only thing that was inside the room with her was a big black board on one of the walls.

Looking around so much she hadn’t even noticed the things on herself at first. There was a strange metal ring around her horn with a black foil attached to it. The foil was clinging tightly to her horn, highlighting every nook and cranny of it.

At her tail was a strange weight. Looking back she saw a small metal slab covering her privates. It was held up tightly by three rings seamlessly attached to it. Two rings were wound around her thighs firmly and the third one was fastened to her tail dock.





The next thing that happened was the black frame in front of her lighting up. She now could see a picture of a stallion she didn’t recognise. Between his legs Sweetie saw that his rod was completely out of its sheath and erected. A small drop of precum was giving a shine to his tip.

The moment her eyes fell on his cock Sweetie felt a tingling sensation between her legs. At first she thought it was arousal, but instead it had originated from the strange slab attached to her crotch. The feeling was strange but it wasn't unpleasant.

The next moment the feeling was gone and the picture of the stallion was replaced by a picture of a mare Sweetie Belle again didn’t recognise. She was facing her with her backside, but still looking directly at her seductively.

Her tail was held to the left exposing her drippingly wet marehood. Again the moment Sweetie looked at the other pony’s privates there was a tingling between her legs from the machine attached to her.

As the image changed again, the sensation again was gone. This time both the stallion and the mare were on the picture. Seeing it Sweetie Belle again felt a soft tingling between her legs, but this time the slab attached to her hadn’t even done anything yet.

Only a moment later she realized it wasn’t a still picture at all as the stallion walked to the mare and kissed her. Then he immediately walked around her – followed by the camera – and mounted her. The camera zoomed in on her crotch and Sweetie Belle could see that the mare already was dripping with arousal. The stallion was hard, too.

When the tip of the stallion’s penis brushed against the mare’s vagina for the first time the plate attached to Sweetie Belle sent her a small vibration. This time it had gotten a little bit stronger than before, so she actually could tell it was a vibration.

The next vibration came when she watched the cock penetrate the marehood in front of her. From there on there was a tiny vibration with every thrust the stallion gave his partner. 

Sweetie Belle was unable to hear anything from the porno playing in front of her, but as the camera moved to show the contorted faces of the main cast she could imagine their moans inside her head.

She once had walked in on her parents having sex without them noticing her, but it had been so embarrassing for her she couldn’t even have thought about being aroused back then. She also had been too young to actually know what happened. But this time it was different. She was alone in her dream and there was no way she would ever get such a good view she got from this screen again in reality.

That moment she just wanted to pleasure herself, but the vibrations were so soft she barely even felt them and her hoof was unable to do anything because of the obtrusive metal covering her folds. Before she had a chance to concentrate more on the view in front of her to maybe get more pleasure that way, the monitor turned off and went black. With the image the vibrations faded, too.

Sweetie Belle sighed in disappointment, but only a moment later the monitor in front of her- the entire wall in front of her moved upwards. Behind it lay a corridor. Sweetie Belle tried to grasp what was happening, but she didn’t have to think long as a moment later an artificial voice spoke to her.

“The female will walk through the corridor. It will stop in front of every window and look through it. It will only continue or look away when it is told to do so.”

She was thinking about where the voice came from for a moment, but then she realized she already was walking through the hallway. It was made out of the same material as everything around her, but it was way darker than the first room. She only barely had enough light not to fall over her own hooves.

A few steps further Sweetie Belle could see the first window. It looked like a big observation window in a laboratory only that it was completely dark on the other side. The moment she stepped in front of it the lights on the other side turned on though and she could see what lay behind it.

On the other side was her teacher Miss Cheerilee. She was facing the window kneeling, but couldn’t see Sweetie Belle, because of a big metal blindfold covering her eyes. The blindfold was wrapped around her entire head and almost looked like a robotic headband that had slipped down too far. There were several blinking lights all over it.

Except for the blindfold there were other metal things on her. Her cannon and forearm were bound together by a metal strap on each leg. Alongside her hind legs were two metal poles somehow clinging to her thighs making her legs stay outstretched.

The next moment the floor below Cheerilee rotated and turned her around. Sweetie Belle now had a clear view at her teacher’s behind. It wasn’t the first time for her to see that, but this time her tail was held up by a strange metal thing wrapped around her dock.

Because of that she could see a big clear cup attached to Cheerilee’s marehood. Connected to the cup was a thin tube leading into the floor. Even though the thing was transparent Sweetie didn’t get a good look at the vagina below, because it was pretty steamed up from Cheerilee’s hot arousal.

Sweetie Belle still was – oddly calm – thinking about what the cup was for, when a metal arm – a ribbed cylinder with a diameter of roughly one inch on its end – moved in from the ceiling. From the shine on it Sweetie assumed it was wet from something – probably some kind of lubricant. Then the bumpy thing moved straight to Cheerilee’s tailhole and penetrated it with one fluid movement. The same moment the vibration on Sweetie’s crotch returned, only slightly more intense than before.

Cheerilee seemed to like the penetration, even though Sweetie Belle thought it must hurt to get something shoved into her backdoor. All the while Cheerilee got rutted by the machine Sweetie Belle got softly stimulated in the same rhythm – it was still way too soft to give her any real pleasure though.

The moment Cheerilee had her orgams she shot a tremendous amount of clear girl cum into the cup attached to her pussy. It was way more than any mare could ever have released but the fluid still was immediately sucked into the floor with nothing spilling. Sweetie was rambling in her head how Cheerilee was able to squirt so much, but she came to the conclusion that this of course still was a dream.

Only a moment later a small hatch opened up in the wall below the window, right in front of Sweetie Belle. Inside was a plastic cup filled with a clear liquid. She hadn’t to wait long before an explanation came through a tinny voice.

“The female will drink the contents of the cup provided completely, then it will proceed to the next window.”

Sweetie could guess what was inside the cup and of course wasn’t keen about drinking it, but her hoof already moved forward even though her mind was protesting. This was a really strange dream.

When the cup held by her hoof slowly moved towards her muzzle she immediately recognised the smell of her beloved teacher. Of course it was way muskier than she was used to – she didn’t smell her marehood normally – but still it was her taste, like she remembered it from seeing her everyday at school.

The smell also aroused Sweetie Belle slightly. It did smell like Cheerilee, but it also smelled like herself when she was aroused – reminding her of times when she was alone touching herself. She was almost overwhelmed when the cup hit her lips and the aroma filled her head, but the cup was faster emptied than she ever had thought possible.

After she had gulped down the last potent drop she placed the cup back where she took it from and slowly trotted further along the corridor. Only now had she noticed that the vibrations on her privates hadn’t stopped the whole time.

When she arrived at the second window the lights on the other side turned on a moment after she stopped walking. Behind that window she saw again somepony she knew. This time it was one of the colts from her class. She couldn’t remember his name; she never talked much to the colts her age and also he was so shy he almost never spoke up in class.

He was wearing the same blindfold Cheerilee had been, only that his was a little bit smaller to fit his head. Other than Cheerilee he wasn’t restrained in the slightest. Through his front legs Sweetie Belle was able to see that he was strongly aroused – at least he had an erection.

His prick was completely covered by a transparent tube-like thing. On its tip was another thinner tube which ended – like with Cheerilee before – in the floor in front of him.

Sweetie Belle never had thought she could be attracted by a colt her age, but this unreal situation gave her strange voyeuristic pleasures. She had liked watching the ponies on the monitor. She also – as shocking as it was for her – had liked to observe Cheerilee’s predicament even more for some reason.

She never knew she could be this way, but the still ongoing stimulation on her privates slowly made her head to pudding. Still staring at the unmoving colt in front of her she could feel a little bit of wetness running down her thigh. It had been nice to watch a mare, but Sweetie was attracted way more by the opposite gender –  even though he was her age and not like the handsome stallions she looked after from time to time.

Then suddenly the vibration at her backside increased worming out her first lustful moan. The same moment she could see her classmate strangely shaking and shuddering. Only a moment later she knew what had happened as his white sticky load shot through the tube directly into the floor.

The same as with Cheerilee before he released copious amounts. After the first load – which already had been way more than normal – he shot a second third and even fourth load after it.

It only took seconds until the door below the window opened up like a finished microwave oven. Behind the door again was a plastic cup. Sweetie knew what was expected from her, but she didn’t dare to move until she got the command to do so.

“The female will drink the contents of the cup provided completely, then it will proceed to the next window.”

The voice had spoken the exact same words as before and like before she had no way to refuse. This time though she didn’t recognise any of the smell and by swishing it around in the cup she knew it was much thicker, too.

Out of curiosity she didn’t swallow her first mouthful immediately. Instead she sloshed it around in her mouth a little bit pondering over the musky taste. She never had tasted something like that before and it wasn’t the best thing she ever tried, but somehow only the thought that it was the cum from the colt she had just watched orgasming turned her on.

It wouldn’t had have such a strong effect on her if it were anypony’s cum, but she just had watched her classmate shoot it into the floor in front of her. She also knew who it belonged to, which made it only more effective on her.

After gulping down the whole cup she slowly moved towards the next window. It wasn’t easy for her to walk as aroused as she was. The vibrations still worked at her flushed slit and she felt like she was leaving a trail wherever she went.

When she arrived at the next window the light turned on again. It was different than before though. Only half of the room behind it was lit and visible to Sweetie. In this part was Applejack and she wasn’t wearing a blindfold, instead her front hooves were bound to a horizontal pole with metal straps. Her hind legs were restrained in shallow holes in the floor – covering only the hard part of her hooves.

Cheerilee and her classmate had looked content, they’d seemed to like what happened to them, but Applejack wasn’t happy. She had a pleading look on her face. She wanted to get away as quickly as possible, but she couldn’t.

Sweetie Belle tried to wave her hoof to draw her attention, but apparently Applejack was unable to see her through the window.

A moment later Sweetie knew why Applejack was so upset. The second half of the room had lit up and in it was Big Macintosh – Applejack’s big brother. He was wearing a metal blindfold and seemed to enjoy himself with a big erection between his legs.

Before Sweetie Belle was finished looking him over he moved towards his sister. Only a moment later he had mounted her and aimed his prick at her soft marehood. Even though Applejack looked like she didn’t want any of that her marehood had a different opinion. She was dripping with arousal and winked like in heat.

Sweetie Belle had only moments ago discovered her preference for watching other ponies and was still heavily aroused – the vibrations never had ceased. She almost had lost herself watching her friend’s siblings, and only was pushed further into her ill pleasure when Big Mac’s cock brushed against Applejack’s entrance.

Exactly at that moment Sweetie’s ‘chastity belt’ sent a single strong vibration through her body before it returned to its previous – already intense – state. Then Big Mac’s prick sensually entered Applejack’s awaiting cunt. He entered her all the way until he in now way could have gone any deeper. The whole time he pushed slowly into his sister Sweetie’s vibrations were steadily increased.

Then when he pulled out again and rutted Applejack afterwards, Sweetie again got a shock of vibrations with every thrust he made like with the porno she had watched before. Her lust only grew more when she noticed the previously reluctant Applejack now was moaning with every thrust into her and shuddering every time he pulled out only the tiniest of bits.

Sweetie Belle hadn’t much experience with anything other than her hoof so the vibrations were quick to send her close to her target. The heavenly release she yearned was already around the corner, but so close before her orgasm hit her she was denied it crudely.

The vibrations ceased altogether and the moment they were gone Sweetie Belle felt a horrible pain. It began right at her clit, but wandered along the whole length of her vagina. Then from there on out it spread through her whole belly feeling like horrible cramps and pinpricks.

Only a moment later the pain was completely gone and the vibrations had returned in the rhythm of Big Macintosh ramming his stallionhood into his sister. Sweetie Belle was far away from her orgasm after that and had small tears in her eyes, but with the returned vibrations and the scene still playing in front of her, her lust numbed mind was quickly returned to the path she had been on before.

She was denied another two orgasms in the same painful manner before Big Macintosh stopped thrusting and shuddered balls deep inside his sister. Applejack also was screaming loudly. Sweetie Belle was unable to hear her through the glass, but at least her mouth was far open.

When Big mac pulled out and walked back into the spot he was at the beginning Sweetie had a clear view at Applejack’s well fucked marehood. It gaped slightly and was even wetter than at the beginning. A thick strand of semen was dripping out of it to the floor.

Before the lights turned off Sweetie saw that Big Mac’s tool was still rock hard and ready to go. He turned around and again walked towards Applejack. She was unable to see what happened to her afterwards, but Sweetie could guess as much. Then the strange commanding sound echoed through the hallway again.

“The female will proceed to the last window.”

Sweetie Belle was so lost in her lustful haze she didn’t even pick up the phrasing to realize that her ordeal was soon to be over. She obediently walked towards the end of the hallway. Instead of being on the side this last window actually was right in front of her where she expected a door or something similar to be.

When the light turned on Sweetie Belle couldn’t believe her eyes. Behind it was Rarity. The same Rarity who had been missing the whole day.

She was half lying half standing in a very uncomfortable position. Her front legs were completely gone in the floor – her breast touching it and her face only inches away from the ground. Her hind legs were stretched out completely.

Sweetie Belle couldn’t see her face, because her rear was facing the window. Instead she got a good look at her sister’s marehood as her tail was held to the side. Except for her front legs Sweetie couldn’t see anything restricting her – it seemed like she did all out of her own will.

Then a massive machine arm the size of a fully grown pony moved towards Rarity. Before it touched her right hind leg it opened up. Sweetie couldn’t see what was inside, because the opening was pointing towards Rarity, but it was still very overwhelming to see such a big machine moving towards her sister.

After it was finished opening, it moved closer towards her until it encased her leg completely. The whole time Rarity didn’t react in the slightest. There wasn’t even the tiniest of twitches of a single muscle.

A few lights on the machine blinked and a bit of steam escaped at every opening. At the same time Sweetie Belle was tormented with another increase of the intensity of the vibrations on her privates. She almost was close to an orgasm again, but fearing the pain she concentrated to stay just on the edge without release.

The next moment the machine opened up again and retracted a bit – clearing the view for Sweetie Belle. What she saw made her gasp and forget her pleasure for a moment. Her sister’s leg was completely gone. In its stead was a robotic prosthesis.

Even her whole haunch was gone. The fur ended right at her hips and transitioned into shiny metal. Most of her new leg looked just like the original only silver and hairless, but the joints were crudely mechanic. They looked like out of a clockwork with several tubes connecting the two parts.

Then the floor below Rarity moved around – turning her so that she faced the window. The next moment her front legs were pushed upwards to release them from the floor.

When she was completely upright standing on her own – three pony legs and one robotic leg – the machine again moved towards her. Due to the rotation it was now closing in on her left front leg.

Again the moment it encased the leg Sweetie’s vibrations got increased. She still was slightly traumatized from the things she saw in front of her, but she no longer could ignore the stimulations forced upon her and was riding on the edge again – whimpering and moaning all the time.

After the machine had done its work and retracted back into the wall, Rarity was standing there with a second robotic leg – half machine half pony. For some reason, even though she had been terrified before, the view now turned Sweetie on even more.

Sweetie Belle still was fighting against her relief to escape the painful punishment she had endured before when a new robotic arm moved into her view. It almost looked like a strange hairdryer, but then a half inch thick needle moved out of its end. The needle was about five inches long.  With the needle pointing forward the whole thing rapidly moved towards Rarity’s face.

It moved straight to her left eye where it stopped only a hair’s breadth away from her azure iris. As strangely aroused as she was from what she saw in front of her Sweetie Belle still was confused about the lack of reaction from Rarity. A giant needle was about to poke into her eye and she didn’t even blink.

Then it happened. The big needle moved forwards slowly and penetrated her big eye deeply. It only moved forward fractions of an inch, but it still felt horribly deep for an eye.

The thing stayed inside her eyeball for a short while. Sweetie Belle was almost collapsing because of denied release. It was suddenly so arousing to watch her sister being tormented and there was still the heavenly vibration.

When the needle pulled out of Rarity’s eye Sweetie couldn’t see an injury. It seemed completely unharmed, but at the point where it had entered was a big yellowish spot like something had been put inside it.

The moment Sweetie Belle realized this she no longer had the force to deny her own release. Also at the same moment the lights behind Rarity’s window went out.

This time Sweetie Belle wasn’t interrupted. The young mare was now completely alone in the dark hallway. Alone with her strong orgasm – screaming out her pleasure in high pitched squeaks.

She no longer was able to carry her own weight and fell on her side, still screaming in pleasure. When she calmed down a bit the vibrations ceased granting her relief.

A moment later the whole contraption attached to her privates released and fell to the floor behind her. She again moaned softly when she felt the cold air hitting her soaked privates.

Then several metal arms came out of the floor around her and held her in the exact same position she was in. She no longer had any chance to move in the slightest. Looking around she saw another arm. This one looked exactly like the one that gave Rarity her eye-implant.

Sweetie could feel cold sweat running down her face – she didn’t want something to poke into her eye! The big needle was heading straight for Sweetie’s butt before another arm moved her tail to the side. Then the needle changed its target towards her tail dock. It hit her only slightly above her tailhole and slightly below her tail and pushed forward until it hit the bone of her spine.

Sweetie screamed in pain, but the moment she felt it pushing against her bone it was gone. A second before the needle left her flesh and the arms let her go again she felt a strange pressure inside herself where the needle had ended.

Even when she was completely free and standing again the pressure still was there. The way it pressed against her bowels was strangely arousing to her, but she had no time to get turned on again, as her mind got fuzzy.

Monday the 21st, 7 a.m.

Sweetie Woke up to her alarm clock ringing. She was confused. Hadn’t she just been in a strange corridor only a second ago? Something had been stuck into her butt!

After breathing for a moment she came to the realization it had to have been a dream. She got out of her bed and headed downstairs to get a quick breakfast before school. Rarity still wasn’t there. Then she got on her way and met up with Scootaloo and Applebloom to walk to school together.

She didn’t tell them about her dream, but they spoke about Rarity’s absence. Applebloom also was concerned about her own sister, she had acted strangely. She couldn’t say anything specific, but she had just been too normal the last few days.

When Sweetie Belle saw Cheerilee and the colt this day she had a strange feeling because of her dream, but her memory of it already was fading. She still had the urge to get looks of her teacher’s marehood whenever she turned around towards the chalkboard and her tail swished to the side.

Sweetie Belle had a hard time this day. She was so aroused from Cheerilee her whole stool was soaked, but she had to hide it from her friends. It would have been too embarrassing to tell anypony. She was confused why she leaked so much, but didn’t heed to think too much of it.

When she went home this day she still had to think about her dream even though she almost had no memory of it at that time. What had really happened to her last night? And why had she felt a strange lump in her rear when she went to the toilet a moment ago?

> (10) Tenth Chapter - Royal Exercise
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Monday the 21st, 8 a.m.

She was lying on her bunk. She had been inside this cell for several hours – maybe days – now, but she still didn’t know why or how she got here. When they took her it was somewhere between 5 p.m. and 8 p.m. on Sunday. How long ago had that been exactly? She had slept twice since then, but had no way to tell the time. The lights in her cell were always shining brightly.

She was inside a small rectangular cell almost like a cabin on a ship. Inside was the bunk she was currently lying on at one of the long sides. Opposite of it was a small bay with a futuristic combination of shower, drinking fountain and toilet.

Everything inside this room – even the bed she was lying on – had the same silvery color and was made out of hard metal. The only exception was something on one of the short walls. The black thing was some kind of magic board that her captors had used to show her moving pictures while they had forced her to masturbate. The voice had called it a ‘monitor’.

She had tried to teleport out of there, but it hadn’t worked. She hadn’t known why, until she noticed a small mirror in her shower-toilet-hybrid. Then she had seen it. There was a strange metal thing strapped to her horn. It even had her name engraved on its base “Celestia #003”.


* * *


She again went over her memory about her abduction. Maybe she had missed something? She had big problems to sort her thoughts. Everything was so fuzzy and barely made sense. Did she even remember everything in the right order? Her thoughts jumped from point to point without any clear line.

She had been walking along a corridor inside Canterlot Castle. She had been on her way to Luna’s bedchambers. The sisters always met before their change of shifts to talk about what happened during the day while Luna slept.

But then everything changed. Something bad had happened. Luna had been screaming! She had been fighting! Celestia immediately had changed her slow trot to a fast gallop, but when she reached her sister, she already had been unconscious. Why hadn’t she teleported herself to be there quicker?


* * *


When Celestia arrived at the doors she still could hear her sister screaming, but there weren’t any fighting noises. Instead there was a bright green light that shone around and between the doors from the inside. At first Celestia thought it was powerful changeling magic, but later she identified it wasn’t the right color.

She immediately blasted her way through the doors with her magic. There was no time to lose opening them normally. When she reached Luna she was lying on the floor unconscious, but still heavily breathing. Celestia couldn’t see anypony else in the room. She was alone with her sister and the green light.

After only fractions of a second of thinking she reached out with her hoof to touch Luna. To her shock it passed right through her. Then she noticed that her sister was slightly transparent and fading more and more all the time. Only then was her mind clear enough to scream for her guards, but before they arrived Luna was completely gone.

Celestia just could see the first guard chasing through the big doors when she felt pain. There was a pressure coming from the inside of her skull. It increased steadily and felt like her brain was about to be squashed and her head about to explode and then she couldn’t remember more. The next thing on her memory was being inside this room.


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Celestia still was unable to make any sense of anything. She felt like going crazy. Whenever she was awake she had been rambling inside her head. Her thoughts were everywhere, but mostly with her sister. Her abductors had taken Luna first, maybe it was an accident they even took Celestia? 

Before she could start her train of thought again from the beginning, she was interrupted. An unnatural voice spoke to her. It had spoken to her several times since she got abducted and even though she was the highest ruler of Equestria she always had to follow the words. She didn’t even have a chance to disobey.

“The female will place its right front leg in the opening provided.”

Like several times before a small hole just the size of her hoof had opened up in the wall next to her showering bay. Each time they had made her stick her hoof into that hole, she had been injected with some kind of drug. The drug always made her extremely aroused and then they forced her to masturbate while watching some of her subjects having sex on that ‘monitor’ thing.

She got slowly up from her bed and moved towards the hole. She was reluctant – she didn’t like touching herself while she was sure someone was watching her – but she had no chance to not follow the commands. If she tried, her body would have just moved on its own like before.





After she inserted her hoof a few inches, the hole closed down on her canon. Then a moment later she felt a familiar prick while something got injected into her bloodstream.

Even before her leg was free again she had another familiar feeling. Her marehood was burning as much as if she were in heat. It also started to wink heavily. She was so aroused she already was about to walk back to her bunk to start masturbating on her own, but this time the command she got was different.

“The female will proceed to the next chamber. It will stand in the middle of it and will not move.”

Celestia was confused about what chamber the voice spoke about at first – her state of arousal didn’t make thinking easier – but then a door opened opposite of her ‘monitor’. The new opening was so smooth it looked like it always had been there and the wall had only been in her imagination, but the bruises on her shoulder from running full force against it before proofed its existence.

After walking through the door she couldn’t see anything. There just wasn’t anything to see. The room she was now in was as brightly lit and made out of the same material as her cell, but completely barren. It was round and about fifteen feet in diameter. The walls were smooth without a crease, even the door she came through had closed right behind her without a sign that there ever even was a door.

As instructed she walked right into the center of this rotunda and stopped moving. The moment she stood she lost control of her muscles. When she tried to lift a hoof or look around her, her body simply denied it. She was now – again – fully at the will of her captors.

Only a moment later she could hear a faint whirring sound behind her before something cold and wet was sprayed onto her still burning and winking marehood. Instead of cooling her down, this viscous liquid quickly made her burning even hotter.

She was now so aroused she almost couldn’t make a coherent thought. Everything around her barely made it into her mind turning her surroundings into nothing more than a blur. The other whirring sounds around her were meaningless to her stunned mind until something touched the arching emptiness of her marehood.

The cold thing felt like a tiny metal pen that moved very slowly and tentatively into her. The small size and the boring movement of it was the most unsatisfying feeling the princess in artificial heat ever had experienced, but it was something that finally touched her. And so her pleasure drunk mind – at this point completely led by her instincts of need – couldn’t hold back a deep moan. 

Somewhere inside her mind she knew she was being watched and she felt like a whore for giving in to the stimulations – she was the glorified leader of Equestria after all – but this tiny sensation was just too overwhelming. She never had needed something back there so much.

After the small pen had slid into her about 20 inches it stopped. There wasn’t any more motion and so there wasn’t any more satisfaction – as small as that had been. She couldn’t even sway her generous rump to give back a bit of the movement. As the pen was quickly heated by her desires the last sensation was soon lost in her deep void of lust.

A moment after her overwhelmed mind had forgotten something was inside her, a second metal pen touched her wet lips. This one entered her as unsatisfying as the first one, but it was quicker at doing so. Just as before it quickly lost its coldness inside Celestia’s depths and the sensations were gone. 

Another two sticks got inserted into the princess’ needy slit before anything else happened. Every insertion was as boring to her as the two before and not a single need of her was met, even though with four sticks inside of her she now finally could feel it even over the horrid throbbing of her induced mega heat – teasing her only more.

Celestia was about to lose her thoughts about the pens again when suddenly all four sticks sent a small ripple through her nethers. Then they moved. They didn’t move like they should have. They didn’t move out of her or further in, they moved away from each other. The four pens inside Celestia slowly opened up her royal flower.

At first Celestia’s dazzled mind liked this new sensation. The sticks reached the diameter of a small dildo, then a young stallion – she again was moaning throatily. The sticks didn’t stop though. They expanded further. They reached a adult stallion, a large one and then it started to hurt her.

The sticks moved slower and slower outwards – intent to not induce any damages to her tender flesh, but even through her extreme need Celestia only could feel pain as they finally stopped at a diameter of over four inches. She was bigger than most ponies, but it still hurt her – a lot.

While the princess was whimpering softly, a new perpetrator moved towards her. It was another metallic arm like the ones the sticks were attached to, but instead of a stick this one had a long needle attached to its end.

Celestia was still unable to move a single muscle and didn’t even suspect what would be next for her. The new arm moved right into her forcibly gaping hole where it stood for a moment. Then the needle struck into the wall of her marehood – close to her cervix. She let loose a pained and surprised scream as she finally had to notice the new arm. Then it injected something new into her.

As the liquid rushed into her, her pain seemed to disappeared, but instead of her marehood being numbed – like it would have been from an anesthetic – she still could feel everything happening inside of her. The only difference was that everything that should have hurt her now gave her great pleasure.

She hadn’t even notice the syringe-arm leaving her when the four sticks holding her open gave a new ripple. They again moved away from each other. This time they weren’t as gentle as before and moved much quicker, but thanks to the injection she just had, her marehood didn’t tear, instead it just stretched beyond what should be possible. All while the intense pain she should have felt got turned into bliss.

The last conscious bit of Celestia’s mind – not yet overwhelmed by the absurd pleasure – knew her delicate marehood should have ripped by now, but it hadn’t and it didn’t. Instead the delight she experienced only grew and grew.

Through the woes of her by now nearly constant orgasms she didn’t even notice when the movement had stopped. At this moment she was just standing inside the room shaking and screaming in pleasure – her marehood stretched further than she ever had thought possible. She still was forced by the voice not to move, but not even that command could stop her body from thrashing in orgasm after orgasm.

After a short while she slowly calmed down as her vagina accommodated to her new forced upon size and the pleasure-turned-pain died down to a small background noise. As this happened Celestia was finally able to listen to the quieter sensations her body sent her. Even though she had had several orgasms by now and her thighs were completely soaked by her juices, she was still heavily aroused. Her throat was sore by now from the near constant screaming. 

For some reason there was a slight current of air going through the room. It came right from behind her and softly caressed and tickled the stretched lips of her marehood and her tender insides. She also felt a single drop of her warm fluids that had escaped her thighs and was now slowly running down the canon of her left hind leg – almost reaching her hoof.

Then there was movement in the room again. Celestia still was unable to look back, but now a new arm moved towards her still separated labia. On the end of this new arm was a big egg-shaped object. It almost looked like a hoofball made out of metal. Along its sides were four creases that made it also look a bit like a closed flower bud.

This arm slowly moved towards Celestia’s warm and puffy lips. As soon as it touched her it made her shudder again. It didn’t slow down on contact though, it just kept going, even though it was still wider than she already was stretched open.

Celestia moaned again like before – she already was close to another orgasm. The increased girth of this egg pressing into her gave her more and more pleasure and it hadn’t even passed the widest point yet.

Before it was halfway into the princess the four sticks holding her open previously moved again, this time they moved out of her though. Her marehood was now only stuffed by that metal hoofball. It stretched her so far, the hugging of her labia was almost airtight.

When the biggest part passed her lips everything went black. She didn’t pass out, but her orgasm was so strong she only could see stars. 

Instead of moving further – relieving the stress of her entrance – the egg stopped leaving its widest part just fractions of an inch behind her lips – just far enough inside her that it wouldn’t be able to pop out on its own.

The next moment the petals of the egg slowly opened, sending Celestia finally away. She didn’t fall but just stood there unconscious – her mind shut down. The machines molesting her were unminding and still proceeded without a change in pace.


* * *


Celestia woke up a while later. She was lying on the cold floor of her cell. She didn’t feel any pain, but she just didn’t feel right. It was like her marehood was sore, but still it wasn’t. The strange feeling went all the way up into her womb.

She tentatively moved one of her hooves towards her entrance to check on it. It felt strange, it was way bigger then it should have been. She immediately got up to look at herself in the tiny mirror inside her shower booth, but while she shakily got to her legs she felt something else that was off about her. She felt heavier.

Looking at the mirror she saw her marehood was bigger than it had been before and it was slightly gaping. She tried to clench down with all her might, but it didn’t close completely. She couldn’t see anything else that was different about her and was confused why she had felt so much weight while she got up, but then there was a small vibration inside her.

At first Celestia couldn’t point out where it came from, but as she traced her belly with her right front hoof she pinpointed the source. It came right out of her womb!

It felt like something was moving inside of her. Expanding. It felt like something was about to completely cover the walls of her womb, all while it was still vibrating and getting bigger.

Before anything could be seen through her skin, something else happened: The monitor turned on again. On it was her sister – Luna.

> (11) Eleventh Chapter - New Intern 
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

Monday the 21st, 11 a.m.

Something felt cold. That’s what woke Luna from her sleep. It was like she woke up from a deep slumber, but instead of being restful it was foggy and disturbed. It was like she had been hit on the head and then slept through a feverish nightmare.

Her surroundings only slowly made sense to her. The cold thing that woke Luna was the floor she was lying on. It was hard and silvery – like metal. Looking around she saw that the whole room was made out of it.

She was in a round room with a diameter of about fifteen feet. To her bewilderment there wasn’t a single opening on the walls or ceiling, not even the smallest crevice. Neither was there anything else on the walls around her, but the room still was completely lit.

After Luna got up with a quick jump she almost fell over again. She had a searing headache. Had somepony actually hit her on her head? She couldn’t remember how she got in this situation at the first place, but she slowly felt around her skull looking for any bruises or other injuries.

When her hoof landed behind her right ear she stopped with a shock. It slightly hurt touching it and parts of her coat were missing. There was a long scar following the base of her ear, but it seemed like it was old. Luna’s hoof quickly raced to her left ear where she found the same strange scar.

She couldn’t remember ever having had surgery and the last time she looked into a mirror there also hadn’t been any gaps in her coat, but still those scars felt like they were years old. Everything was completely healed.

Luna tried to make sense of her situation, but she had a hard time doing so and her throbbing head wasn’t helping any. Before she could think straight she had to get rid of this headache. It felt like her brain wanted to escape her head. There was a huge pressure inside her skull.

No matter how much she rubbed her temples or pressed her hooves against her forehead the pain wouldn’t go away. Instead of keeping that up, she decided to check her body for other strange things. 

The first thing she found was her stomach. Her whole belly felt off. Like her head it felt stuffed and heavier than it should be. Luna immediately stuck her head between her front legs to look down on herself. What she saw made her squeak in shock again. Like behind her ears there was a long scar along her belly – all healed up properly.

After she saw this she got frantic. In a rush she turned her head around again and looked over the rest of her body. On her back was the next thing. There were three round sockets right on her spine. Each right above a single vertebrae spaced out along her whole length evenly.

Those sockets were just small round shapes with a little hole in the center. They looked like they were made out of metal, but other than the walls around her they had a dark color – almost black.

Luna thought this couldn’t be real. She probably just got ill and was now in some kind of feverish dream, but still everything around her felt real. Luna was the one pony able to touch into the fabric of the dreamworld – she should have been able to tell with certainty what a dream was and what wasn’t, but in this moment she didn’t trust herself. The situation she was in had to be a dream – it just had to be – but still it didn’t feel like one.

Out of sudden fear and anxiety Luna attempted to teleport out of wherever she was right now. She imagined her bedchambers as her destination and fired her horn. Instead of the usual zap nothing happened, though. The magic did discharge from her horn like it should have, but Luna hadn't moved an inch from where she stood.

She immediately reached for her horn, but couldn’t feel it. It was still where it should have been, but instead of her horn she felt cold smooth metal. There was a thing strapped over it covering it completely. She couldn’t see it, but the thing even had her name engraved on its base: “Luna #002”.

For a short moment she forgot her fear and just felt numb. Her whole life seemed to have been for naught. She had failed – again. This truly was a dream after all – a nightmare that had become reality.

After she stood there for a while, just contemplating in her own self pity, the room around her came alive. A robotic arm came out of the ceiling right above Luna’s head. On its end was a big metal ring about twice the size of her throat in diameter.

At the same time two similar rings emerged from the floor below her. Then the ring at her top got pulled over her head and rested against her shoulders embracing her throat. The other two opened up on the top and moved around her body.

Luna didn’t even fight this intrusion. She already had given up. She was a failure. She had been unable to fight her own abduction. How would she be able to save any of her subjects? Her life now was just worthless to her – like it had been for the most part.

All three rings then did something solid metal shouldn’t be able to do – they contracted and got smaller until they were tightly fitted around her body. The first one was now snuggly around Luna’s throat like a collar. It wasn’t too tight, but she could feel it with every breath she took.

The other two rings were fit around her torso. One right behind her front legs slightly squeezing her chest and the other one close to her hind legs hugging her abdomen.

In a last fit of survival instinct Luna tried to move out of her restraints, but even as she had all four of her legs disconnected from the floor her body didn’t move. The rings could hold her up even without the help of her hooves. She felt like letting her head down, but was even unable to do that. The only thing she was still able to do was flailing her legs and wiggling her belly.

For a short moment there was silence again, but then something else moved in Luna’s room. Three wires were dropped from the ceiling above her back. Each one had a strange looking plug on its end.

One after the other, the wires slowly moved down to her back – where she found three strange sockets earlier. The moment the first one made contact with Luna and attached to her socket she could feel a warmth emerging from her back.

This warmth wasn’t just heat. It felt like the embrace of a mother, a warmth from inside – even though it clearly came from the socket on her back.

With every new wire attaching to her the feeling of comfort only increased. As the third one was fixed to her spine, Luna had forgotten her distraught from before completely. The only thing mattering now was the comfort she got. Even though she knew something bad was about to happen, deep inside she felt like everything was going to be alright.

Nevertheless she still had a searing headache, though. It felt as though it had even gotten stronger than before. Her skull definitely wasn’t big enough to contain her brain anymore.

Before she had time to concentrate on her pained head again there was new movement. Simultaneously to her left and to her right two poles emerged from the floor. Both rose until they were exactly at the height of her head. Then each pole sprouted a thin metal pin on one of its sides – pointed directly at her temples.

Looking to her sides only with her eyes – her head still held by the ring around her throat – Luna could see that each pin had a slightly tapered tip – and they moved towards her. She was still too comforted to feel any fear though. The only thing going through her head was that those pins might help release her pain.

When the pins had grown enough to touch her skin they didn’t stop. Instead their sharp ends were just enough to penetrate her flesh. The same way she didn’t feel fear Luna also didn’t feel pain. These pins were going to help her – deep within she knew that.

Still moving into her the pins only stopped after they reached into Luna’s bone. She could feel them attach to her skull and with that Luna couldn’t even wriggle her head fractions of an inch anymore. She still didn’t fear what was happening to her, though and the only pain she felt was that of her ever pounding head.

Only seconds after her head got fixed there was still another sound in the room. Luna was unable to look, but she could hear a whirring sound. At first the sound reminded her of a dentist's drill, but as it came closer to her it sounded more like a small saw.

Then she could feel something pressing against the back of her had. It was a strange feeling. It didn’t only press against her it also tugged on her skin and mane. A moment later there was another feeling. It felt like she had a warm shower, but the top of her head didn’t get wet at all, only the parts below this strange sensation of pressing and tugging.

After this touch had moved around her whole head once, the sensations stopped and the whirring sound got fainter and fainter as the arm holding the surgical saw moved away from her again.


* * *


Celestia couldn’t believe her eyes. She had just witnessed how her sister's head had been cut open. The worst part was that Luna hadn’t even flinched. She had had a happy smile on her face the whole time and now there was another arm moving towards her.

This one was aimed straight for the top of Luna’s head and had another tapered pin on its end. It pressed against Luna’s scalp and attached to the bone inside. Then it lifted it up until Celestia couldn’t see the piece of her sister’s head on her monitor any longer.

What she saw instead was her younger siblings brain. And it didn’t look like it should have, instead there were several things inside of it. They almost looked like tiny machines. Some of them even had small lights blinking on and off in all different colors, but all of those things were either silvery or black.

Then two new metal arms slowly moved towards Luna’s head. Those two had three small claws on their ends. Each claw almost as thin and delicate as wire.


* * *


The pain had stopped. Like Luna knew they would do, they had made her headache go away. Instead she now could feel some of the warmth leaving her. Her head felt like it got cold from the inside, but she thought cold is better than pain.

Luna mentally was preparing to be freed, now that her pain had been eased, but instead she could feel something tugging at her head. It didn't really tug at her head, but at the insides of her skull and even though her head was still fixed by the bolts in her temples and the ring around her throat she felt like it had gotten lighter. It was like being drunk. Her head just had lost a lot of weight.

Then she felt a funny sensation. It was like a buzzing within her. It was inside her whole body, but originated right inside her head, or what she thought would be inside. At first it felt like her whole body was falling asleep like a leg would. Then it got colder. Luna felt like she should be shivering, but her body didn’t react.

What Luna couldn’t see were several small metallic arms that had emerged from the ceiling. Each one had a small ring attached on its end and had this ring put around every single nerve and vein still connecting her brain with her body. Meanwhile her brain had been lifted out of her skull by the clawed arms.

The moment the rings cut down on the connections to her body the coldness overcame Luna completely. Her eyes went dark and she couldn’t feel anything. At first she felt completely alone inside her mind, but then slowly from the inside the warmth returned to her.

Luna knew she had to be dead now. She was so stunned from the sudden deprivation of any sensations that she didn’t even realize dead ponies can’t think.


* * *


Celestia almost fainted as she saw what happened to her beloved sister. Her brain – with all those strange blinking things attached to it – had been lifted out of her head and separated completely. Then it got moved into the ceiling following all those other arms that had mutilated her so bad.


* * *


After being completely on her own for several minutes Luna was able to see again with a sudden jolt of warmth. It didn't feel right though. She didn’t see like she was used to, instead of eyes her vision felt more like a presence. She felt more than seeing. The childish part of her brain told her she was a ghost now.

Luna felt rooms. Several of them. Each room was different like in a giant patchwork, but for some reason Luna could feel them like if they were part of her body – part of herself. Some of the rooms had ponies in them, others strange beings she never had seen before and others were just empty waiting for something to happen within them. Every living thing Luna sensed felt uneasy. No one was inside her rooms by their own will.

Before concentrating on what she saw any more, she decided to get an impression of her body, but instead of having any control or seeing her limbs, her vision was moved to a specific room. Inside this room were several glass tanks in all kinds of different sizes – some even bigger than her old body. Each one had wires reaching into its top and was filled with a strange gooey substance.

Her vision centered on one of those tanks and then she could feel herself, but not really herself. Instead she felt the container and the walls around it until she noticed what was inside of it: her brain. Several wires and small tubes connected to it.

Seeing – more feeling – her own brain inside this tank, she finally realized what had happened to her. They took her body away from her and now she was forced to helplessly look on to what they did to her subjects. She was now a part of this alien ship. Luna thought she deserved this punishment for her failure to save her subjects.

After her initial shock subsided and she fell back to her melancholy about her failure, Luna found interest in taking closer looks at the rooms that now were her body. She just needed to know if there had been anypony abducted she knew.

The first room her senses wandered to was a small rectangular one. Inside she could feel Rarity. The unicorn looked miserable. Several parts of her body had been replaced with robotic implants. She only had one leg made out of flesh left and both of her eyes had several yellow glowing dots in them.

Luna couldn’t bring it over herself to look at poor Rarity any longer, so she searched for other ponies she knew. For a while she didn’t find any, but there were a lot she didn’t know. Even several young fillies and colts. The children didn’t even all have their cutie marks yet.

With a broken heart her vision moved to an entirely other part of the ship. In this part she couldn’t see any ponies, but the creatures she saw still were all abused in similar ways. Luna was unable to discern the species of those creatures though. They still seemed to all be sentient.

Some had similar shapes to ponies, others were completely different. She saw creatures without a coat or a tail, but still a mane. She saw creatures that consisted completely of viney limbs. For once she was sure none of those creatures came out of her realm, but still they were all held here and tortured the same way her subjects were.

After a while of looking through different rooms with different creatures Luna’s attention was drawn to one in particular. Even before her senses fully reached it she knew she had strong connections to the pony inside.

When her perception grasped the room she could see her sister. She was lying on a bunk made out of the same material as the room. Luna could feel her lying on it like the bunk was an extension of her new body.

Looking further at her sister Luna could see that Celestia’s belly was swollen obscenely. She looked like she was pregnant with two foals. There also was something silvery coming out of Celestia’s privates. Luna could feel the insides of her sister.

Instead of being worried about her own demise Celestia looked at something in front of her, though. This something was a monitor. Luna had no idea why she knew that, but for some reason she knew what it was.

On this monitor Luna could see her old lifeless body. A robotic arm – she could feel that arm – was about to put something into her head where her brain had been. Then several smaller arms connected wires to the body’s nerves.

The last thing was her scalp being dropped down again. It got sewed up with a laser coming out of the ceiling. Luna again had no idea why she knew what a laser was, but she even knew how to build one like she always had known it.

After that, her brainless body gave a ripple and moved out of the room. Its movements at first were stiff but before it left the view it moved like a regal princess would. Then the monitor shut off. Luna could feel Celestia cry.

> (11.5) Bonus Chapter - Oh Princess
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

Monday the 21st, 1:30 p.m.

Luna had to follow her body. She needed to know what they had planned for it. By that moment she was pretty sure she would never be united with it again, but she still couldn’t let it go like that. 

With her new senses the ship gave her, she followed her old body through the corridors until it stopped in a small room. This room was only barely big enough for it to stand in without being obstructed to move.

Her body walked straight into the center of this chamber and then to her confusion lay down and moved its tail to the side. Even though Luna already could feel everything inside this room through the walls, she now had an even better view of her former marehood.

She could see it winking and already lubricating without any reason, but then again instead of a brain there now was a piece of machine controlling this body.

A moment later she could feel the walls of the small chamber shift and open on one side. Then out of that opening came a young colt. He didn’t even have his cutie mark yet, but other things about him were even stranger. 

There were four clear thin tubes following him through the opening. Each one was attached to the ceiling on one end. On the other end they were attached straight to his testicles – two tubes each. Around his neck was a silvery collar that seemed to be so tight he had slight problems breathing.

Between his legs Luna could see his young cock was completely out of its sheath and hard. It even was lubricated with some aphrodisiac induced gel. Luna had no idea why she knew what that wet shine on his penis was, but she knew it.

In the back of her mind Luna could hear a chorus of different voices. They were all speaking the same thing in unision.

“The male will mount the female or be punished.”

Then the colt went straight forward to brainless Luna’s lowered rump. As he reached her, he stopped though, he even visibly shivered and shaked. Luna couldn’t tell if it was fear or excitement, but he didn’t dare to touch the butt in front of him.

After a short delay he shook heavier, almost like he was in pain. Luna again knew something without reason: he had been hit by a electric shock out of his collar to make him move. Then he slowly proceeded and put his fore legs on Luna’s big rump. With slow wiggling motions he proceeded forward until his premature cock prodded at Luna’s puffy labia.

They both were lubricated so much he couldn’t even stop there and about half an inch of his little prick slipped right into Luna’s adult cunt. Then he completely stopped every movement as his eyes rolled back in their sockets and he let out a squeaky sigh – just hugging the mare beneath him.

He only started to move again when he was hit by another lightning like wave of pain. After that he slowly pushed forward until he was all the way in his princess. From there his sloppy movements got more and more excited has he slowly rutted Luna’s brainless body.

Looking at the mismatched couple Luna was able to see everything. She had a perfect view on her former marehood as this colt’s penis thrust in and out of her. Fluid dripping to the floor with every movement.

After three tentative thrusts – his movements now almost regular – he sped up. Even though he was still slightly shaky, he took her like a real stallion would. Sometimes his forward thrusts were so forceful the brainless body had to push back against him so that he wouldn’t fall over her shoulders.

As inexperienced has he was he couldn’t hold that up for long, though. Only a few thrusts later – sometimes even all the way out of Luna’s welcoming snatch – his movements got frantic and Luna could see he was trying to last longer as he could by force now.

Luna already had been aroused by what she saw, but then she suddenly could feel her marehood again. She still wasn’t in control of her body, but everything felt as the colt was actually fucking her and not her brainless body. 

When the colt couldn’t hold out any longer Luna got really confused of what happened. She was sure the colt would be too young to be able to ejaculate yet, but instead all four of the tubes still attached to his testicles began to fill with a dark green substance. 

Luna again had knowledge about this without knowing why. This experimental gel was designed to breed any female species with any other male. She didn’t know what kind of male seed there was inside this instance of the gel, but she had known for sure her body was about to get pregnant.

After the gel had reached the boy’s testicles the giant load shot right through his cock still buried deep inside of Luna’s marehood. As the gel shot into her body Luna orgasmed hard. It was so much her belly began to bulge within seconds. The last thing Luna felt was her belly stretching and her marehood clamping down hard on the young cock, then she lost her connection and was forced to just look again.

The little colt stayed on his princess for several minutes, his eyes all the way turned up. His face was a crude mix of pleasure, pain and exhaustion. Then he slowly began to move backwards.

To Luna’s astonishment there wasn’t even a single drop of that green gel dripping out of her abused body. Instead she could see that it clenched down her vagina forcefully, to keep everything inside.

After the colt had moved back out of the tiny room, Luna didn’t have enough willpower to keep watching – too embarrassed of what just happened – and moved on to wander around the other rooms again.