"You can't tell me you didn't like that!" Vinyl Scratch bumped her friend with her rump. "That show was great, I mean I even had a stallion eating out of my hoof!"

Octavia shoved her party mare friend away. "It was sweaty, loud, I had a stallion rubbing his...thing, right next to me, it stank, and I swear there's something in my tail...something gross." Octavia whipped her tail around, a stickiness creating a matted feeling. "Why would you even drag me there in the first place?! You know I don't like those kind of places...."

Vinyl hung her hoof around Octavia's head. "Oh calm down. I saw you bobbing your head during the second set."

"I was ducking!" Octavia shook free. "Ponies were throwing stuff all around me! I nearly caught a glass to the side of the head!"

Vinyl shook her head, sending a card out of her mane. "Oh...well...that might have been me." Vinyl smiled slyly as Octavia gave out a flustered growl.

"Absolutely ridiculous. How do you even get into that music, it's not even music, it's noise!" Octavia pushed her mane back with her hoof and started walking again. "I mean it's absolutely ridiculous to thi--" Octavia froze mid step, her limbs completely locked in place in mere moment. "Vinyl...Vinyl Scratch...did you drug me!?"

Vinyl sat a few feet back, gawking at the sky and babbling to herself. "Ho-ho-holy crap!" Vinyl ran over into the bright blue light that Octavia was frozen in. "Octavia, they're real!"

Octavia started panicking as she realized the extent of her paralysis. "Vinyl, what's real!?"

Vinyl grabbed Octavia's cheeks and got nose to nose with her. "Not what...who. Aliens!" Vinyl stared up at the sky, the blue light stemming from an extremely bright light in the sky. "It's happening Octavia, it's happening!"

"What's happening!?"

A loud buzz filled the still night air as Octavia slowly started lifting off the ground. "Yes, I knew they were real, they called me crazy. I- hey!" Vinyl hopped in the air, trying to grab onto Octavia as Vinyl stayed grounded. "Oh so you think you're special huh!? Too good for me!?" She yelled at the unseen aliens and hopped around. "I wanna go to space! Space me space ponies!"

"Vinyl, call the guard!" Octavia screamed as she tumbled, no longer stable on the ground. "Am I gonna die!? I don't wanna die!"

"Alien ponies, take me instead!" As Octavia disappeared into the bright light a second object descended from the sky. A paper note fluttered to the ground as the light faded away. "No...it just...it just says no." Vinyl marveled to herself and fell to her flank. "I don't...what?"

@~#~@

"What did you write?" Twenty asked lazily as he nabbed the unconscious mare from the tractor beam.

Ten closed the doors and started walking with Twenty. "I just wrote no. I mean, I thought it was funny."

Twenty shook his head and plopped the unconscious mare into the research station. He went to work bracing her limbs and prepping the machines. "You could get in a lot of trouble you know."

Ten sat behind a computer screen and started up the machine. A trio of arms flung out of the machine and hung lewdly. "Eh, it's worth it to screw with them. I mean...isn't that why we're here? To screw...ponies...."

Twenty shook his head even harder as he screwed the proper heads to each arm. "Well aren't you funny...no. Research Ten, Research."

"Butt research?"

Twenty let out a long huff. "That's...just stop it."

Ten leaned onto his console. "Why do we probe them anyways? I mean...does it have to be up the butt?"

"Stop saying butt." Twenty tied the subjects tail up and got the probes in place. "Look, it's either butt or we have to cut them open and dissect them. You wanna cut the ponies open!? You wanna be the asshole that forces us to do that!?"

Ten slumped back in his chair. "No.... But it's still kinda...sexual."

Twenty lined up the final arm by the subject's mouth and got ready to wake the subject. "Just stop it.... Now, ready to wake up the subject?"

Ten looked at the arms dangling behind the subject's rump. "You...ya gonna warm those up?"

Twenty cringed and let out a groan. "Just...get ready. Waking subject." Twenty reached under the arm at the subject's mouth and slapped her cheek a few times. "Wake up!"

Octavia snapped awake. "Whaaa!?" she let out a horribly panicked noise as she tried to run. She panted heavily as she found herself trapped and under the unwavering gaze of two bipedal beasts. "Don't kill me!"

Twenty stepped back and let out a soft sigh. "Maybe we should have got the blue one. Oh well. You!" Twenty pointed at Octavia. "What is your name!?"

Octavia let out a horrid scream as her mind raced to how she would meet her doom. "Please, I have a family!"

Twenty rolled his eyes. "Then answer the question!"

"What question!?"

"What's your name!?"

Octavia was nearly crying as she tried to lift her legs. "Octavia! Octavia Melody!"

"Okay...that's it." Twenty walked towards the exit. "Ten you got this from here?"

"Yeah...Oc-ta-via." Ten typed in the name and sat back. "I'll take if from here, you go start lunch."

Twenty walked off, leaving the Ten alone. Octavia's panicked face was dead center in front of Ten as a screen behind him lit up. Octavia's heart skipped a beat as she realized what was on the screen. "My plot!?"

Ten looked behind him. "Oh yeah...I forgot you could see that." Ten started typing away. "Gonna love the show."

"Show!? What show!?" Octavia's panic grew worse as the phallic probes came into view on the screen. "What is that!?"

Ten ignored her and continued to type. "The uh...um...probe." he mumbled, distracted with his typing.

"What's a probe!?" A loud whirl filled the air as the first probe drew close to her. "What is it doing!? What's going on!?"

"You're gonna wanna...bite...down...." Ten grew quiet as he focused on the machine.

"What!?" Octavia's breath grew ragged as she watched the screen. "Ah!" she let out a small yelp at the touch of the cold rubber head of the probe prodding her ass. "No, no no no! This can't be happening! Kill me instead!"

"Oh calm down...it's not so bad." Ten pressed a button, turning on a slow seep of lube from the head.

"Oh dear Celestia, no, no no!" Octavia clenched every part of her body as the viscous liquid spilled over her hole. "Please no?"

"Like I said...it's not that bad." Ten turned up the lube flow and slowly eased the arm forward.

Octavia felt a horrid electrical tingle go up her spine as her insides were filled with lube, making the probes journey easier as it peeked inside of her. "It's cold! Why is it cold!?" Octavia did her best not to squeal as the probe slid inside of her. A mild pain making her backside ache as she was filled. The probe found it's home inside of her and set in place, the flood of lube stopping and corking the excess inside of her. "Bucking Tartarus it's gooey...why...why me?!" Octavia cried out as she tried to wiggle her flank free of it's impalement.

"You know, a lot of ponies end up liking this by the end." Ten noted offhandedly as he started adjusting the machine.

"Why couldn't I just be de--bu-u-u-u-u-uuuck!" Octavia's voice was reduced to rattling yelps as the machine vibrated heavily and started heating up. "D-d-d-dear Celes-tia!" she shrieked as her back arched, making the probe tug at her inside as it continued to vibrate.

Octavia was mumbling loudly, her voice extremely shaky from the vibrations racking her entire body. She had rolled through a quick orgasm as the vibrations shook her sex as it filled her insides, corking the now warm goo that remained from the penetration. "I g-g-g-g-g-e-e-e-t-t-t-t i-t-t-t Vinyl..." the vibrations dimmed as Octavia's front half dipped. "I get it...." Octavia mumbled to herself as the lingering feeling of the excessive vibrations made her legs turn to jelly.

"Test one complete." the second arm behind her raised up and got into position. The arm at her head bobbed in front of her mouth. "Say ah."

"Alien...scum um um um!" she stuttered as the second arm pressed against her sex. The third arm took advantage and drove into her mouth. As the second set into place deep inside her they locked in place. Octavia tried to struggle, the third probe quickly pressing against her tongue and flooding her mouth with a slimy liquid. She grew more and more docile as plasticy ooze flowed down her throat.

Ten watched with his head resting on his wrist. He let out a quick laugh as Octavia quickly went from struggling like mad to suckling at the probe in her mouth. "Yeah, it's supposed to taste like oranges."

Octavia let out a muffled moan as she closed her eyes and blocked out the pain in her flank. She was in a soft bliss as the orange flavored liquid coated her tongue. It only lasted moments before a hearty vibration followed by a flood of warm liquid filled her insides.

"...Science is weird." Ten sat back and hit another button. The first arm in her ass started pumping in and out, working in unison with the second arm to massage her insides and flush her insides with fluids. Octavia's mind was lost, floating in a hazy bliss as her holes were tugged, filled, warmed, and pumped.

Ten watched data flood his screen and sat back. He had no idea how this got the information they needed, all he could think was how strange it was that you could fuck the knowledge out of the locals.

Octavia was meanwhile rolling from orgasm to orgasm, her legs growing weak and letting her body droop. If not for the braces keeping her in place she would have fallen off the table three times over. She relished in the rolling pleasure that crawled through her belly and lower stomach. The aching in her backside made each thrust and pump of the second arm. Each spurt of the slowly depleting liquid in her mouth was met with a hearty thrust from the second arm.

The first arm started vibrating hard as it burrowed deep inside her. The pulsing pleasure and combined pressure from the false phalli was too much. She drifted away as the orange hazy overtook her. The pure warmth and tingling sensation stayed with her through her soft dreams.

@~#~@

Vinyl wandered down the street as she pondered the note. "Am I not good enough?" she stopped and took a step back as a warm drip fell onto her head. "What the buck?!"

She watched as a worn out Octavia was levitated back to the ground. Vinyl stared in awe as she watched the gooey liquid spilling out of both her holes. "Octavia, you okay"

Octavia looked around and let out a long sigh. "That was...unique...am I sticky?"

Vinyl trailed a string of goo off of her flank. "Very...what is this stuff?"

Octavia rolled onto her front and tried to stand up. She quickly found her legs completely unable to support her and fell right back down, forcing more of the gooey fluids to spill from her backside. "I feel...very gooey...very...tired."

"Well you smell like oranges." Vinyl noted happily as she levitated her friend off the floor. "Come on, you can tell me all about it in the shower!" Vinyl skipped merrily along as Octavia hung limply next to her.

"Vinyl...please...I just want to...I just want my outside to feel as warm as my insides...can I have a bath?"

Vinyl shifted her skipping to a coy walk as she hid her excitement. "Wow...so you had a good time. I knew they probed!"

Octavia let out a tired groan as she drifted away. Her backside was aching slightly as the warm fluid continued to slosh around inside of her. Her other hole equally full and amazingly warm. While her ass was going to hurt the fuzzy feeling in her entire lower body, the orange flavor on her tongue, and the amazing fullness was going to be more than worth it.

@~#~@

"That's gross dude...."

Twenty kicked Ten towards the machine. "I don't care, I'm older, you clean it!"

Ten looked at the rag in his hands and the slimy probes in front of him. "Why don't we have a machine for this!?"

Twenty sat behind the console and started transferring the data. "Because shut up."

Author's Note

I sincerely don't know why I wrote this. But...I wrote it....