Probed

by a guy with many hats

Rating: mature
Tags: Comedy, Adventure, Sex, Daring Do, Random, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Human, Roseluck, Lyra, Princess Luna, Octavia
Length: 21783

Aliens come to Equestria with one single purpose. To study the local populace, with probes.

Aliens come to Equestria with one single purpose. To study the local populace, with probes.

Published 2014-03-07 06:20:04 UTC
Last updated 2015-04-04 23:09:00 UTC

Subject: Pegasus

Daring Do found herself, once again, strapped to an ancient table with a bladed pendulum slowly swinging lower and lower. Her current captors laughed maniacally as they thought themselves victorious.

Daring kept a cool head and shifted her binds into a solid beam of blue light that was streaming through a huge skylight. "Laugh it up Copperhead, soon enough it's gonna be your flank on the line!" Daring yelled over the overly loud swings of the pendulum.

Copperhead let out a long husky laugh. "Oh Daring, you could have played along, you could have had the world at your hooves!"

Daring smiled slyly as she felt a strong tingle around her binds. "You're mad, a mad pony. And mad ponies...never- win!" she yelled prematurely, managing to shift her body a few inches instead of breaking her binds. She looked around as the villains gave her a concerned look.

Copperhead looked around nervously and poked Daring's stomach. "Daring...don't you usually escape by now?"

"Shut up Copperhead!" she went back to trying to break her binds. "Tables are about- to- turn!" she struggled feebly as her hooves remained bound. "What the buck!?"

The pendulum started slowing down and craning away. Copperhead sent his minions away and sat on his haunches. "Has this never happened to you before?"

Daring continued to struggle before letting out a long huff and laying back on the stone slab she was placed on. "This is crap! What is the blue light if not a plot device!?" she laid her head back and looked up at the source. "It's not even coming from somewhere, it's gotta be a plot device!"

Copperhead started laughing. "I'll show you a plot device...." he quickly stood up and jumped onto the slab. "I might not be able to kill you...but there's nothing that says I can't rape yo--"

An ear shattering crack cut him off, making him tumble off the slab and busting the roof wide open. As the ancient temple collapsed around them the blue light grew more and more intense, dazing Daring and basking her in the glow. Daring was trapped like a deer in headlights as not only her, but the entire slab, was lifted into the sky.

Copperhead and his minions stared in awe as the extremely heavy slab disappeared into the bright blue sky. A plastic bottle falling in it's place and hitting a minion over the head. "Witchcraft!" a minion yelled in a panicked haze, prompting the entire room to break out into a complete hysteria.

"I'll get you for this Daring! I'll get you for your lying waaaays!" Copperhead yelled as the scene cleared, the temple still crumbling around them.

@~#~@

Twenty stared out the bay doors as the slab was lifted inside. "I think I dropped my water bottle."

"And you get mad at me for dropping stuff!" Ten noted with a loud huff. "Also, check this out. Came prepackaged!"

"Shut up Ten...." Twenty closed the bay doors and set down the slab. "Turn off that light before she goes blind."

"Meemeemehmee." Ten mocked as he turned off the beam and went to help unbind the subject. Together they unbound the still dazed mare and brought her into the testing chamber. "Is she okay? She's awake but...not...freaking out." Ten passed his hands in front of the dozy mare. "Is she gonna be alright!?"

Twenty set her in place and got everything ready. Ten continued to fret over the subject. "Ten...just go...go do something somewhere else, I got this one."

Ten gave a last worried look at the mare and walked off. "Alright man...I'll go...I don't know, I find something."

"Good, now go." Twenty pushed Ten out of the room and sat behind the console. He turned on the machines and got ready to wake up the subject remotely. The first arm at her rear jabbed her, making her yelp and snap back to reality.

"What's at my butt!?" Daring yelped as she tried to swing her head left and right. "It's cold!"

"Yep. Now what's your name?"

Daring looked around the room, spotting Twenty and letting her eyes light up. "Amazing! What are you!?" Daring chirped happily.

Twenty leaned back and let out a long sigh. "Alien? That's what most ponies call me. Now what's your name?"

Daring froze. "Aliens...first contact!? I made first contact, ye--"

"Not really. You're like...thirtieth. Now I really need a name."

"Oh...well that sucks. I'm Daring Do, you've probably--"

"Nope."

Daring reeled from the shutdown. "But I--"

"Uh-uh." Twenty shut her out and started the machines up. "Alright, three, two, one." the main arm pressed against her backside.

Daring froze in place as she clenched her entire body, trying to stop the intruder in her rear. "Not- again!" she tightened every muscle in her body as the bulbous head tried to enter her backside. "Nope!"

Twenty watched the screen behind him as the probe stalled. "Wow...that's.... That's a strong asshole." Twenty turned up the strength and tried to break past her resistance. "That's...a really strong ass. Do you do Kegels?"

"Bucking- asses!" Daring tightened up again and managed to keep her dignity intact. "Didn't let the natives get me, didn't let the traps get me, you're not gonn-n-n-n-naa-" Daring started rambling as the second probe poked her sex. She lost muscle control as copious amounts of lube spilled out of the heads and over her entire plot. "Celestia's massive ass that's cold!" Daring leaned forward and tried to keep out of range as the second probe split her flower and inched its way inside of her.

Twenty watched as the rectal probe took advantage of her weakened state and skewered her, impaling both her holes and making her shriek like a mare in heat. She fidgeted like mad as Twenty took his time, letting a large amount of sticky lube fill her insides. "Whoops...." Twenty turned off the flow and looked at the screen behind him. The excess lube was leaking out as the probes pressed deeper and deeper inside of her.

"Mother- buck!" Daring yelped as the first probe buried itself deep in her ass. "That all you g-g-g-g-g--" Daring was shut up as the probe massaged her insides with its violent pulses. Daring struggled and twitched in her binds as the second arm started vibrating lightly, heating up and moving back and forth inside her.

Daring's insides were on fire as the intruders tugged, squeezed, pulsed, and filled her holes. She tried her best to fight it but soon enough she was arching her back and presenting to the machine. She bit her lower lip and tried to focus on the vast amount of pleasure rocking her sex and the warm sensation that filled her entire backside.

She let herself go, trying only to keep her voice down in some effort to keep the aliens from having whatever sick satisfaction they were getting. She moaned loudly as the probe in her sex vibrated against her walls and sent her over the edge.

"There it is." Twenty started recording data. "Pony orgasms, the source of all knowledge...."

"Sick- pony loving--" Daring shut up as the probes stopped moving and stuck themselves in deep. "Buuu- mmmmkay...that's...in there." Daring tried to shift her hips, finding herself completely locked in place and at the mercy of the aliens. "Ya just gonna-" Daring's voice went to shreds as the machine spilled out an extremely thick hot liquid into her backside.

Her wings flapped hard as the warm feeling spread through her body, making her hair stand on end as the sensation radiated through her insides. She gave a few hyper gasps before letting out a husky feminine scream. Her voice was slowly muffled as the orange goo spewing third probe entered her mouth, inflating and lodging in place.

Daring's eyes fluttered closed as she felt warm ooze entering her body from every orifice. Her wings flapped freely as she went limp. She submitted to the machine and let it go to work, playing tug of war with her insides and carrying her through countless miniature orgasms.

Daring's once strong backside was reduced to a tender entrance, easily accepting the bulbous probe. Twenty watched lazily as the creamy goo leaked from her plot and soaked her coat and the base of her tail. Daring just reveled in the hopelessly submissive situation she was in. Even if she wanted to fight, bite, kick, or scream, she was completely unable.

The oral probe was pinning her tongue and flooding her mouth with a sweet orange goo. The anal probe was spinning, it's bumps and ribs making her feel insanely full. And finally the probe in her sex was vibrating so softly it was keeping her on a constant edge, just slow enough not to send her over, but enough to send the pleasure signals through her sex, stomach, and straight down the base of her neck, making her mind swim in a blissful haze.

"And....done." Twenty turned off the machines, pulling them out of her with a lewd squelch.

"Wait!" Daring yelled as her mouth was freed, sticky goo stringing between her teeth and tongue as she panted. "I'm not done yet...finish it." Twenty went back to the machines. "Finish it you pussy!"

Twenty looked back at the screen. The two probes in her plot were still lodge midway inside her. Her winking sex was making her arousal well known, and her slight rocking made it clear what she wanted. "Eeeeeh, okay."

Daring locked up as an electrical buzz ran through her entire body, making her muscles lock up. It trapped her in place and let the probes give her a final push and pull as her muscles went wild. The probes were nearly broken as her strong muscles squeezed the machines. Her body was racked by the electrical pulses and her own orgasm, clamping down on the machines and nearly holding them inside as they fought to vacate her body.

Once the probes were free the sticky goo being held inside her started trickling out. "B-buck...that was...wow." Daring let out a long sigh as she realized how numb her entire backside is. "Haven't been...bucked like that...ever."

"Yep. Good data too." Twenty started undoing the restraints and picked up Daring. "Did you know, you have one of the strongest butt holes I've ever seen?"

Daring laughed weakly as she fell limp in Twenty's grip.

@~#~@

Daring was levitated back into the temple, landing on her hooves and quickly falling over as the beam dropped her. "Butts!" Daring yelped as her numb backside flopped onto the cold stone floor.

She drags herself to a wall and leans on it. Daring quickly finds her prize where Copperhead had once stood gloating over his victory. Another gold artifact in her possession, Daring Do limps off towards her home.

Author's Note

"I used to be an adventurer like you, then I took a probe up the ass."

"Fuck you."

Subject: Unicorn

Ten and Twenty went to work, wiping down the machine and recalibrating. Ten stopped staring at the console for a few moments and looked around. "Hey Twenty, you ever wonder why we're here?"

Twenty just glared back at Ten before going back to cleaning the machine. "No, no I don't."

Ten sat back and watched as the instruments purged their old data. "I mean, I get the data thing, but why ponies? There are plenty of aliens with assholes out there, so why ponies?!"

"Calm do--"

"No man! It's freaking me out, there's gotta be a reason, there just has to be!"

Twenty finished cleaning and tossed the rag aside. "Look, clones, ponies, data- maybe these are the creatures they got our DNA from, I mean...stranger things have happened."

Ten grew a look of horror. "Oh god man, that makes me feel fucking worse!"

"What's worse, finding out you were partially cloned from a pony, or, realizing that these probings is probably how most non clones are created...."

Ten opened his mouth to rebuttal but quickly shut himself up. "Next subject?"

"Yep...." Twenty walked off as Ten was left to ponder his origin and contemplate asexuality.

@~#~@

"But Princess isn't there somepony else you can send...somepony...who...you know--"

Celestia shook her head, cutting her student off and quashing any hopes of Twilight getting out of it. "I'm sorry, I need my best to uncover what has been happening. Normally I would go, or at the very least, send Luna, but we need to keep our subjects calm." Celestia felt her cheeks flush. "The prospect of..." she let out a soft cough. "Being...taken, is very unnerving to many."

Twilight gave a nervous laugh as she was walked outside into the waning daylight. "So...what's the plan?" she asked with a nervous smile.

Celestia peered into the sky, spotting the faint blue light she expected. "Stay still, talk quickly, and stay conscious." Celestia frowned hard and looked down at her most loyal subject. "Prepare yourself."

Twilight felt an electrical tingle along her spine. She looked up just in time to catch a flash of blue light, dazing her hand making her stumble around. "Princess, I don't think I'm ready!" Twilight started spinning as she was levitated off the ground.

"No no no no-"

"Stay strong Twilight, I believe in you!" Celestia praised her student as the noise grew louder.

"No, no no no, damn it no!"

Celestia looked around as the sound of hooves grew closer. "Hello?"

Before she could react Lyra jumped out of a bush, running up Celestia's back and hopping into the beam. She tackled Twilight out of the light and usurped her place. "Yes! Fuck you world!" Lyra cheered and laughed triumphantly as she was carried gingerly into the sky.

The light disappeared and left the two princesses extremely confused. Twilight shook her head and wiped off the hoofmark Lyra had left on her coat. "Did- did I do it?"

Celestia watched as the light dimmed into the sky. "Um...I'm not...sure...." Celestia found herself completely lost for one of the few times in her life. "So...tea?"

@~#~@

"Holy shit get it off me!" Twenty screamed as the amorous unicorn tried to force her tongue into his mouth. "Ten, fucking help me!"

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!" Ten ran into the room with a mop. "Fuck me!" he reeled the mop back and batted the mare off of Twenty. "Sweet shit!" Ten exclaimed as he helped Twenty off the floor.

"Grab her!" Twenty yelled, lunging at the mare and pinning her. "This isn't even the right one!" Twenty grabbed the mare and clutched her to his chest. He covered her mouth and tried to bring her into the testing chamber, if only to restrain her. "Jesus Christ she's licking my palm!"

Twenty suffered through the odd tactile sense and held the mare in place as Ten restrained her. "Holy fuck dude, what the hell!?"

Twenty finally jumped back, getting a sexual glare from the now restrained mare. "You taste good...I'd love to have a little more...maybe something...thicker?"

Twenty threw his arms up and started walking away. "I'm out. I'm out, I'm out, I'm out. Ten you handle this!"

"What!? Me--"

"Yes you! I'm gonna go...shower or something." Twenty stormed off, leaving Ten alone with the aggressive subject.

"So...is there foreplay or--"

"Quiet you!" Ten yelled at the mare. "God damn it...." Ten wandered behind the console and set everything in order. "Don't talk...not a word you...you...freaky pony thing."

"Hey- yeah...now hows this work, I mean do I bend over or-- oh." Lyra stopped dead as the arms dangled in front of her, the two in the screen behind Ten making her smile like mad. "Oooooh yeah, this is gonna be good."

Ten let out a guttural yell and stood up. "Twenty!? I can't do this!" Ten ran out of the room, leaving Lyra bound in the machine.

"Oh come on...great, guess I'm gonna have to do it." Lyra pressed a few buttons at random, unable to see and getting poke and prodded by the machines. "Whoa there, hold on- wait- wait- got it!" The metallic restraints around her hooves clicked open. She wiggled free and walked over to the console. "Okay...that sounds good...yeah...some of that." she started magically pressing keys, testing the machines and memorizing the layout.

Lyra made the probes pulse, inflate, spin, thrust, leak, spurt, and vibrate before heading back and stepping back into the restraints. "Okay...alright, you can do this Lyra. You've been waiting for this now just...." she fumbled with the buttons before finding the proper one and stuffing her mouth with the rubbery probe, letting it inflate in her mouth and leak the slightest stream of orange liquid. She leaned forward, sucking at the now inflated gag and drawing the sticky orange syrup from the makeshift cock.

Lyra lost track of time as she suckled at the goo filled gag. Eventually remembering she could be doing more and, while stick sucking the heady goo, started moving the two rear probes into place. She howled into the gag, forcing the goo to collect in her mouth as the anal probe poked inside and coated her insides in slick goo.

She let out a long moan as the probe wormed its way inside of her, pushing in and rooting itself deep inside her. The vaginal probe slid in without issue, the lube merely for Lyra's sake. Once the probes were as deep as they could go Lyra turned them on, sending a deep pulse through her entire body. Lyra's eyes fluttered as they rolled back in her head. Her mind raced as she pressed the buttons randomly, making the different probes buzz, push and pull, twitch, and squirt their thick goo inside of her.

She let herself float away as the machines found a rhythm, pumping her insides in a rhythm. The probes would all push in at once, and slowly pull back in unison, playing tug of war with Lyra's insides and making the now warm goo slosh inside of her.

Her body was on fire as the two at her rear started alternating, creating a massaging sensation that made her lock up and ride out a series of orgasms, the heat of her body, motion of the probes, and constant buzzing managed to carry her from one to another seamlessly.

She threw her hips back and forth, letting her body run up and down the probes as the vibrations turned up. The machine started shaking violently, making Lyra's body vibrate along with it. The soft flesh of her ass grew tender as the probe went deeper than anything else ever had, snaking around inside her and making Lyra go completely limp.

She pulled the oral probe out with a pop, sticky goo stringing between her tongue and the probe as her mouth hung open, tongue lolling out as the goo coated her tongue.

She let out a few whimpers as the vaginal probe hit her most sensitive spot. Her hips started bucking on their own and her ass clenched hard around the probe.

The probe in her ass slowly slithered out of her, the vast amounts of lube making each inch extremely noticeable as it left her. The probe in her sex broke, letting out a pulsing buzz before pouring extremely viscous goo inside of her.

The other probes noticed the spillage and went into full release, painting Lyra with their clear jelly and coating her entire body in it.

Lyra simply let out an amazingly loud sigh as she felt the final probe escape her. "That was...everything...I hoped it would be." she tried to undo her restraints, but found her horn utterly useless, her magic completely drained along with the rest of her strength.

The gooey feeling dripping over her entire body, and in her entire body, made her feel extremely warm. Not a cool place left on her body she slumped over with her ass raised high, trying to cool off her backside and letting the cool air of the room soothe her backside.

"Baby!" Twenty yelled as he tossed his towel behind him. "You just couldn't do it!"

Ten started stuttering and pleading as the both stepped into the testing room. "She was making it all--"

Neither of them spoke as they found their workstation a horrid mess, their machines broken, and the mare presenting a duo of bright red holes to them. Twenty turned around without saying a word and locked the door behind him. "Ten, clean this up, get her out, and we never speak of this again."

Ten just slumped to the floor and cradled his head. "Why!? What is my life!?" he started screaming loudly as Lyra enjoyed the cool air flowing past her destroyed backside.

@~#~@

"So here's my address." Lyra held a note for Ten. "Come by any time, I work from home so whenever's good for me."

Ten took the note and pocketed it. "Just...just get out." he lowered the main ramp and started pushing Lyra down the ramp.

"My favorite color's gold, I like sunsets, and I'm open for anything!" Lyra wobbled weakly off the ramp. "I love you--"

Ten closed the door and the ship took off. "Twenty!? I feel dirty...."

@~#~@

Lyra walked back into the castle and pushed her way past the guard. Nopony wanting to touch her goo drenched form.

Celestia and Twilight continued to discuss their plans over tea as Lyra slowly limped over to them. "We can't let anypony el--"

Lyra marched between them, used her magic to pull something from her behind, and dropped it into Celestia's tea. "That...was...amazing."

Celestia stared at the butt plug that now hung on the side of her teacup. She looked up to find Lyra already walking off. "Twilight...do you know that pony?"

Twilight was too transfixed by the plug as it sat lazily in Celestia's tea. "I don't...uh...is that a--"

Celestia dumped her tea in a potted plant and left the teacup in the pot. "Did she smell like oranges?"

Twilight just babbled to herself as she walked off, leaving her tea on a stool. Celestia sat back in her seat and wondered how these ponies were all leaving positive reports despite being violated. "Perhaps they're just perverts.... Cadence would enjoy that...maybe I will send her...." Celestia stood and walked off. The butt plug continued to dwell in the pot indefinably.

Subject: Alicorn

"No fuck it!" Ten lowered the ramp and started storming outside. "I'm going to go live in the woods or something!"

Twenty stood at the top of the ramp and just shook his head. "Really? What do you know about living in the woods!?"

Ten had no rebuttal. "Yeah well...I got...this!" Ten rummaged through his pockets and found Lyra's note. "Fucker!"

Twenty leaned against the side of the ship. "Really? You gonna go to that psycho ass mare?" Ten stopped at the edge of the ramp. He contemplated what horrid fates awaited him if he tried to find the vicious unicorn. "You gonna get back on the ship?"

Ten sat in the dirt, defying Twenty and staring at him. "Can we go home?"

Twenty sat on the ramp and scooted down towards Ten. "You know we can't...we've got work to do."

Ten curled up and held his legs to his chest. "I'm so sick of that fucking machine."

Twenty met him at the bottom of the ramp. "I know man...I know.... You could always do it manually you know."

Ten let out a long yell as he tucked his head between his legs.

"Excuse me...I need to talk to you." a sweet voice rang out over Ten's cries. The duo spun around and spotted a prim pink Alicorn standing behind them. She looked up at the massive ship they had parked in the middle of the field and coughed. "So...you're the ones taking ponies. Any explanation?"

Ten and Twenty looked at each other. Twenty stood up and faced the mare. "No...not really." Twenty deadpanned and shrugged. "I mean...they sent us here and told us to gather data, that's just about it and this is the easiest way."

Cadence cocked an eyebrow and tilted her head. "...Ponies said you--"

"Up the ass yes...it's the fastest way."

Cadence fell to her haunches. "You couldn't just ask?"

Ten stood up and joined Twenty. "Look, we've been out here for months and I really just want to go home. We can't ask ponies their blood type, lineage, and genetic makeup all at once. We're sorry if we've cause any trouble but we just want to be done with this...."

Cadence felt a deep pang of guilt as she looked at the twins. "Okay...so...you got some answers, I think it's time you returned the favor."

Twenty looked back to the ship and started the group inside.

@~#~@

"Ten you can handle this?"

Ten nodded and sat with Cadence. "So...you had questions."

Cadence looked around as Twenty set a few cups around the table. Twenty took a seat and laid his head down. "Wow...are you alright?" Cadence asked with growing concern.

Twenty pointed to ten and continued to rest his head. Ten tapped his finger on the table and stretched his arms. "He's fine...we're just tired."

Cadence gave Twenty a soft glance before turning back to Ten. "Right...questions. What are you?"

"Homo Sapiens cloned from humans and...well...he's dog, I'm...equine...something...I don't actually know." Ten took a heavy drink from his cup. "Maybe that's what we're doing...getting cloning data."

Twenty let out a horribly long sigh and stood up. "Dog boy's gonna go take a nap...."

Cadence watched as Twenty slumped out of the room. "This is not what I was expecting."

Ten leaned back in his chair. "Tell me about it...I wanted to drive spaceships and adventure, not stick probes up ponies' assholes."

Cadence cringed at his vulgarity. "No I mean...you seem kinda...sad."

Ten shrugged and dipped his nose in his drink. "It's been a long week."

Things grew quiet as the two stared at their drinks. Cadence snuck a few glances at the depressed clone and stood up in a flash. "You make me sad...hug."

Ten shook his head and took a drink. "I don't want a--"

"Mmm-mm, none of that, you need a hug." Cadence started trotting around towards Ten.

"I don't need a--"

"Hug." Cadence got onto two hooves and held her forelegs out. "Come on...you need this."

"I don't--"

Cadence cut Ten off and pulled him across her barrel, rubbing his face against her soft coat. "Come on...." Ten resisted for a few moments before hugging back and pulling himself tight against the mare. He buried his face in her coat as she rested her chin on his crown. "Take as long as you want...."

Ten wasn't listening, he was too lost in being a bit of a wreck and enjoying the feeling of hugging something soft and warm. He continued his hug for maybe ten minutes before letting go and letting out a long sigh. "I uh...yeah...thanks." Ten hesitantly pet Cadence's head and sat back in his chair.

"It's alright, but we really need to talk about the uh...probing."

Ten gave it a long thought and stood up. "About that...now I really need your help."

Cadence froze. "You're saying you need--"

"Yep." Ten eeked out as he stuffed his hands in his back pocket. "We've got everything but the horned and winged ones."

Cadence shifted uncomfortably. "I don't- What about bat ponies?"

Ten's expressing went blank. "What the hell is a bat pony?!" the panic evident in his voice. "Oh shit there's more isn't there!?"

Cadence nodded with a wry smile. "Bat ponies, crystal ponies, dragon hybrids-"

"Aw fuck...." Ten slumped back in his chair and clutched his head. "Son of a bitch!"

Feeling slightly responsible for Ten's despair she walked back over to him. "I uh...I could find you somepony else...if you wanted."

Ten shook his head. "Just go...I'm gonna tell Twenty to fly us into the sun."

Cadence jumped back. "That's a joke right?" Ten answered her by shaking her head vigorously. "Ummm...so...what exactly would I have to do?"

Ten waved her away. "You already said no, it doesn't even matter." Ten stood up and started walking away.

Cadence pranced around a bit before grabbing him. "Look...it doesn't hurt right?"

Ten leaned against a wall. "Completely painless, you might feel a little tender afterwards but it's great for the muscles."

Cadence cringed at the thought. "How long does this usually take?"

"Ten minutes at most...it's usually pretty quick." Ten gestured to the testing chamber and stepped inside.

Cadence took a deep breath and prepared herself. "Princess of Love Cadence...you can do this."

@~#~@

Cadence quickly found herself strapped in and the lubed up probes bobbing behind her. "So...I'm really thankful for this." Ten squawked out as he continued to set up the machines.

Cadence took deep breathes as she prepared herself. "Just tell me when it's happening...."

Ten went back to the consoles. "You'll know....now say ah."

The oral probe slowly approached Cadence. "Wait wait wait, no one ever said--" Cadence was cut off as the probe filled her mouth and lodged in place. She squirmed a bit until a pleasant taste of vanilla met her tongue. Her inhibitions torn apart she suckled at the rounded head of the machine, drawing out as much of the sweet syrup as she could.

"Yeah...someone used up all the orange stuff. This might be a bit stronger, we usually use it on-- uh...doesn't matter I guess." Ten stopped the flow and just let her suck it down at her own pace.

Cadence was so lost in the buzzing tingle of the powerful syrup that she barely noticed the probes as they entered her body. Her tail flicked up responsibly as the replacement probes matched her every contour, filling her with the jelly like padding and filling her with and extremely thick goo that made each thrust and pull amazingly smooth and sticky.

"The last one broke...uh...." Ten tried to suppress his reaction as Cadence submitted completely to the machine. Her heady moans and the squishy sound of her backside being pumped with the super thick cream made his being rather difficult to control.

Normally they didn't make much sound but with the older equipment the subjects could moan audibly and the more flexible head of the older model was treating Cadence's insides with such an amazing massage she was held in a constant state of full, hot, gooey bliss.

Ten tried to look away but wherever he turned he was met with sexually charged images and noises. "Ponies aren't supposed to be sexual damn it."

Cadence tried to keep her eyes open, staring blankly at the screen and watching the probes push and pull her soft squishy flesh. Her insides were having an amazing time as she lost the ability to tell when the orgasms started and ended. To her time was standing still and each thrust and pull from both her holes was like the ticking of a clock. Her drugged mind sent her drifting through a sea of unending pleasure as her body accepted its new place as the machines plaything.

She felt amazing, she was completely content staying with the domineering machine for the rest of her life if she could. Shining Armor faded out of her memories as she replaced all her information with ways to please the machine.

"Three two one." Ten shut off the machine, skewering Cadence and cutting the flow of the vanilla tranquilizer.

Ten manually pulled the arms free, having to cut the strands of goo that clung between her and the machine by hand. He had a harder time pulling the probe from her mouth as she refused to stop sucking even after the machine was spent.

Eventually he pulled the probe out of her mouth, but Cadence continued to suck and lick at the air. Ten had a number of lewd thoughts run through his mind. He was strictly forbidden to copulate with any alien species but the sloppy goo coated hole with the searching tongue looked amazingly inviting.

Ten made a snap decision and stood up on the testing table, undid his pants and replaced the probe with himself. He took a moment to catch his breath, quickly having the moment stolen and being enveloped by the sloppy moist that was Cadence's mouth. He held on to her head as Cadence went to work slathering Ten's member in the remaining goo and her viscous saliva.

Ten nearly lost it several times as he held on. He was held on a constant edge before losing it and jamming himself against Cadence. "Ten...you're on camera." Twenty's voice broke the squishy sounds.

Ten froze in place, saying nothing and backing up. He tucked himself away, member wonderfully tender from his first time. "Tell no one...ever...because I will kill you Twenty, and they will never find your body."

"Well...that's one way to punch your V card...pony loving weirdo...." Twenty turned off the intercom and left Ten to sort out Cadence.

@~#~@

Cadence snapped awake as Ten was carrying her to the medical quarters. "What!?" Ten tripped, landing on his gut and making Cadence tumble to the floor. Cadence struggled to get to her hooves and eventually gave up. "What happened? And why is my flank numb."

Ten rolled onto his back and sat upright. "The goo we used was a little stronger then normal, so...yeah, you might feel kinda hazy."

Cadence flapped her wings, managing to make herself tumble over. "Is it over? What day is it?"

Ten picked up the dozy Cadence and changed directions. "Same day, and the numbness will subside soon." Ten carried Cadence to the main exit and lowered the ramp.

"Are you sure!? Wow...it felt like days, just drifting by as I...well...I mean...yeah...you know."

Ten let out a rough cough as the ramp started to descend. "Yeah...I know."

As the ramp met the ground a horde of ponies shouted greetings to Ten. "Hi there!"

"Howdy."

"They are real!"

Several others simply screamed and ran around, some fainted and others still collided with each other.

Ten stepped down the ramp, gathering hugs and cheers from the locals. Even Daring made a quick appearance and snuck a note into Ten's back pocket, not realizing the one who handled her was Twenty.

"Uh hi, yes, hello, good day, mmhmm, yep." Ten was nearly swimming through the crowd as he set Cadence in a pile of other fainted ponies.

"Ten! We can leave!" Twenty rushed to the ramp, falling on his ass and sliding down it. "We're done!"

The horde of ponies let out a collective groan of disapproval. "You can't leave yet!"

"I never got my turn!"

"I wanna see the boat thingy!"

"Can't you stay?"

Ten and Twenty stared at the longing crowd and ducked off to the side. "Ten, what's going on?"

"I don't know man, I just walked out here and they were all standing around!"

Twenty looked back at the ship. "Look I'm gonna go contact dad and start the ship, keep them off until we're ready okay?"

Ten looked behind him at the crowd. "I uh...I mean...do we have to leave now?"

Twenty slapped Ten hard, leaving a large red mark on his cheek. "Home, home home, we're going!" Twenty ran back into the ship while Ten rubbed his face.

Ten was quickly swarmed by a mass of affectionate ponies all on the verge of tears at the loss of such a cult phenomenon. Ten was receiving more hugs than he could handle, more notes than he could take, more kisses then was sanitary. He was quickly lost under the mass of soft coats and silky manes.

@~#~@

"Dad, great we're- ...no...okay...alright...no but dad-" Twenty dropped the phone and slumped back in the captains chair. "Catalog a planet...he's...we're never going home...." Twenty slapped his head as he realized why there were sent out here. "He just wanted us gone.

Twenty lurched himself towards the exit with an amazing amount of dread, unsure of how badly Ten was going to take it.

Twenty sat on the edge of the ramp and looked around for Ten. "Ten!? I got some bad news man...."

Ten forced his way out of the mass of ponies, carrying one under his arm as he clawed his way to the ramp. "Dude, dude- stop it." he force a mare to stop snuggling his face and freed himself entirely. "They're happy about what we're doing! I mean they're asking us to stay permanently!"

Twenty let out a soft sigh. "Well that's good...cause we're not going home...ever."

Ten pressed the mare he had under his arm into Twenty's grip. "Fuck dad, look at these things!"

The mare Twenty was holding had already latched onto his stomach and was nuzzling his gut. "Yeah...cute...but we--"

"I'm not just cute you jerk...but thanks." Roseluck buried her head deeper into Twenty's stomach and curled around him.

Twenty let his hand caress her back. "Huh...soft. But you don't get it, we're gonna be here forever. He said not to come back until we catalog every life form on this planet!"

Ten shrugged as ponies started hanging off him once again, pleading for him to stay. "Well then, we've got the-" Ten let out a tickled laugh. "Adoration, of invading spacemen."

Twenty stood up, Roseluck still clinging to his stomach. "Fine Ten...fine...I'm not...happy about it...."

"Man it's really hard to stay mad when you're surrounded by these guy- uh...pony people...."

"Noted. But I still don't like it!" Twenty charged up the ramp. "Okay let go."

"No! You wanna be all dour and pissy I will hug the ever loving shit outta you!" Rose yelled with undying resolve.

Ten started moving up the ramp, a rush of ponies forcing their way into the clones ship. "Well...it could be worse...we have like five bathrooms on this thing."

Twenty just glared at Ten as Rose climbed his body and nuzzled his face. "I hate you so much right now...and I--" Twenty shut up and glared blankly as Rose kissed his cheek.

"I think she likes y--"

"Fuck you Ten, fuck you!"

Author's Note

Oh brain you disgusting pervert, how I love you.

Epilogue

"Ten!?" Twenty continued to call as he walked up and down the halls. "Ten?" He wandered into the testing chamber where Lyra was treating a stallion to a probing. "Gross...has anyone seen Ten?!"

The stallion in the machine lost his composure, spurting semen over the machine and making them lock in place. He realized something was wrong and started struggling. Lyra started panicking as she couldn't stop the machine from burying itself inside the stallion. "What's happening!?"

Twenty glared at the now seed soaked machine. "We don't use this machine on males...idiot. We have a whole other room for males...."

The stallion mumbled hazily as he started glowing red. The vaginal probe was continually jabbing his testicles and squirting him with goo. The ponies in the room started laughing like mad as the stallions balls were worked over like a speed bag. On a particularly heavy hit the probe split his scrotum, his testicles punched into pulp by the hard rubber probe.

He let out such a pained scream that Twenty pushed Lyra out of the way and turned off the machine. The stallion let out a long groan as the probes vacated. "Son of a horse!" he screamed through the goo as he tried to pull his hooves free. "My bucking balls!"

Twenty released him and watched as he fell off the table. Twenty rubbed his head hard as he shoved Lyra away. "God damn it...are there any medical professionals on scene?"

Nurse Red Heart walked over. "I can probably help."

Twenty pointed to the crying stallion. "Broken arrow, medbay has painkillers and a bed." The nurse nodded and hurried off. "Third door after the bathroom!"

"Got it!" the nurse left with the battered stallion.

Twenty went back to staring at Lyra. "Idiot...." he gave her a quick smack over the back of the head. "You can help but you need to ask first...and this data's corrupted." Twenty purged the machine and pulled a rag from under the console. "Now clean up and get a mare in there.... I'll show you the male machine later."

Lyra took the rag with her magical grip and went to work on the machine, grumbling and mocking Twenty as she did.

Twenty went back to looking for Ten. He was waylaid as he realized just how many ponies had come aboard. After making his way through the throngs of ponies however he found Ten.

"Twenty...hi...this is exactly what it looks like." Ten was half buried under a pile of softly napping ponies, the distinct smell of sex filling the room and Ten's hands nowhere to be seen.

"So you're just breaking all the rules now aren't y-" Twenty stopped himself as Daring wandered in.

"Don't mind me...just gonna find a seat." Daring climbed atop the pile and planted her butt on Ten's face. "There we go...."

Ten struggled to get his mouth free. "She thinks I'm you...I keep telling her it was you but she doesn't believe me."

Daring bounced on Ten's face. "No...I believe you, I just don't care."

Twenty let out a long sigh and walked off. He walked outside and climbed the maintenance ladder to the top of his ship. He sat on the highest point he could find and just watched as the day went by. He could never go home, he was trapped on this planet forever.

He was going to die here and the crushing reality of it was damning. But through all his sadness he knew one thing. Someone was humping him.

He let out a long sigh as he realized there was no penis and just sat there with his legs curled up to his chest. "Can you stop that?"

The mare hooked her hooves over his shoulders and was grinding vigorously against his back. "Shh...let me make you happy."

"This doesn't make me happy...this just means I have to go shower again."

The mare stopped her humping and unhooked her pink hooves. "Oh...I thought you liked sex." Pinkie Pie sat in front of Twenty and waved a hoof in front of his face. "You alright?"

Twenty just sighed and buried his face in his knees. "Just go away. I just wanna be sad on the roof right now."

Pinkie pranced on her hooves for a bit before giving Twenty a hug. "Well, when you're done we're gonna have a big party okay!?" Twenty didn't answer. "Okay...great! ...Woo...yeah...alright." Pinkie started backing off is it became apparent there was going to be no getting rid of his funk.

Twenty sat on the top of the ship the rest of the day, all the while Ten was getting more attention than he ever needed. But at least the ponies were happily lining up to be probed and tested, and that's all that really matters in the end.

Author's Note

(RAGE SESSION FIRST, THEN IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT)

First off, well fuck you too featured box!

Now, if anybody feels like adding to this story, even if it's just a framework, let me know. I never planned for this to be a long thing but if people want to help out I'll facilitate...I.E. Guest chapters. Let me know either in the comments or by PM.

Subject: Bat

Ten woke up covered by bodies once again. He pulled himself free, making a few mares and a stallion mumble and moan as he freed his legs. Ten looked around the dark room and started slowly tiptoeing towards the light switch. Now illuminated the full horror of his body strewn room was wholly visible.

Mares and stallions laying everywhere, sheets and pillows tossed about, the smell of bodies, sex and sweat filled the room. Trash was littering the entire scene. Ten rubbed the back of his neck and looked around. "Man...I really need to clean this place up."

Ten walked out of his room and looked around the hall. Yet more ponies were sleeping in the halls, some reeking of dried fluids and many twitching and tails whipping around. The smell and the general clutter in the entire ship was terrible. Three days after touching down and the clones were effectively housing a town's worth of ponies. Ten kicked a mare in the ribs lightly, waking her up and sending her towards the exit.

Ten made his way towards Twenty's room. He knocked hard on the door and tried the handle. "Twenty!? We need to talk!"

The door slid open, revealing a haggard Twenty and a pair of ponies walking daintily across his back. He looked up lazily and turned his head. "What's- ah- up?" Twenty was enjoying the strange weight prancing along his back. He found it to be one of his small comforts in his time as a stranded spacer.

Ten stepped into Twenty's room and pointed to the pink and blue ponies kneading his back. "So...what's going on?"

Twenty looked back at the two mares. "They asked to get probed...I said no...then they offered thi-iss.... Feels good man." Twenty let out a pleased sigh as his muscles loosened. "Sex for massage...completely worth it." The spa ponies nodded in unison as the went to work on Twenty's bare back. "So what did you want?"

Ten watched in awe as the mares walked back and forth beside each other. "Um...okay. So we need to clean this place up. It smells like shit, ponies are staying too long and I need your help!"

Twenty glared at Ten. "No...this was your idea, now go figure it out on your own!"

Ten grumbled angrily. "Look I know what to do but I need some help here!"

Twenty laid his head into his pillow. "Goakeupothers...."

Ten took a step forward. "Sorry what?"

Twenty looked up and glared at Ten. "Go wake up the others. I really don't give a shit anymore."

Ten took a step back. "Seriously!? We can wake up the others!?"

Twenty sat upright, flinging the ponies off his back and walking over to his dresser. He pulled out a silver key and chucked it to Ten. "Not all of them at once!"

"I just need two right now! ...Can I wake up o--"

"No! One stays in the tube...."

Ten threw his hands up. "Why do you two hate each other so much!?"

"He knows what he did!" Twenty yelled as he charged over to Ten.

"Does he!?" Ten took a step back. "I mean...we're technically the same person so...I guess since you know...he knows...but...I'm him too or he's me...and I don't know so...."

"Ten." Twenty put his hand on Ten's shoulder. "Stop before you hurt yourself. Just start from nineteen and work your way down. But if I see one, the both of you are going back in the tubes!" Twenty shook Ten by his collar violently. "You got that!?"

Ten tore free and stepped back. "Okay! Fuck...I get it."

Ten quickly ran off through the crowded halls and towards the main storage. The sound of moaning ponies was already filling the air as he walked past the female testing area. Ten took a quick detour and checked on Lyra as she administered a rather vicious probing to a mare in a roman helmet. "bu-u-u-uck!" the mare screamed as the probe arms jammed inside her backside. Slick goo seeping out of her as she threw her head back, sending the roman style helmet across the room.

Ten quickly grabbed the attention of a few ponies who ran after Ten as he left Lyra to her perverse work. He hurried off through the lively halls and down the steps into the main storage. Ten ran down the line of pods that lined the wall and stopped at number nineteen.

A trio of ponies stood behind him as he started to thaw his brother clone. "Hey..." A fuzzy light gray pony walked next to Ten. "What's going on?"

Ten stared down at the fuzzy mare. "Waking up some...friends...what the heck are you?" Ten rubbed the mare's head. "So soft."

The bat mare smiled wide. "He he, bat ponies are the best ponies after all!"

Ten stared at the mare. "...Bat ponies huh? So...you wanna be probed?"

The bat pony started fidgeting. "Oh...this is so sudden." She grew red and turned away. "Can we kiss first?"

Ten stared at the bashful bat. "Uh...let's find out!" Ten turned the key and Nineteen's pod burst open.

"Holy fuck!" Nineteen threw himself out of the pod. "I live!" He fell to his knees and started laughing into the sky. "I live again, and I--" Nineteen froze as he spotted the nervous bat mare. "Oh my god...." he looked back up over at Ten. Nineteen looked at the lettering on his shirt and realized who it was. "Ten!?" Nineteen shot upright and pulled him into a tight hug. "Ten! There are ponies everywhere!"

Ten pointed to the bat pony. "Yeah, and that one said she likes you!"

Nineteen let out an amazingly wide and devious smile. "Awesome!" Nineteen tore over to the bat mare and scooped her up, tucking her lower legs under his arms and hugging her tight. "We're friends now okay?"

The bat pony stared at Ten skeptically before smiling wide and burying her face in Nineteen's shoulder. "Best friends!"

Ten smiled wide and moved on to the next pod. "Nineteen I need your help though, this place is a mess, can you help clean up?"

Nineteen walked behind Ten. "Can I bring this?" he bounced the bat mare in his arms. "I'll do it if I can bring this."

Ten looked back as Nineteen snuggled his bat mare. "Uh...sure. Just clean up the dirty laundry first. That's a good start right? Oh, and probe her if you get a chance..."

Nineteen chuckled to himself. "Bat pony can ride the washing machine and the hand held." he walked off laughing like a maniac. Nineteen hummed to himself as he got his bearing. "So bat friend, got a name?"

The bat pony was lost in her own head as Nineteen pet her soft coat and scratched her ears. "I don't...what?"

Nineteen tugged the bat's ears, making her squeal ever so slightly from the contact. "Name?"

"Who's a name?"

"You...you have a name?"

The bat in his arms shook wildly. "Oh! Uh, Flax...I know it's stupid but I--"

"I love Flax!" Nineteen set Flax down and walked into the crew quarters. Nineteen started shouting and yelling at the ponies in the room as they started waking up. "Out, out ya pony faced weirdos! Get out ya horsies, get!" Nineteen forced everypony besides Flax outside and looked at the devastation. "look at this place! Smells like a gym locker room!"

Nineteen started picking up sheets and pillowcases as Flax trailed behind him. "So wait, who are you?" Flax asked as she sat behind him. "I mean...I don't get it, you're all numbers but I don't--"

Nineteen spun around and tossed Flax onto the top of his pile of laundry. "I am Nineteen, slayer of butts. Prepare to be skewered!" Nineteen started running out of the room and towards the testing chamber. Nineteen ignored the sexual squelches and moans of whoever was currently getting studied. Nineteen fumbled around as he looked for the mobile probe. he found the lewd dual pronged device and tucked it into his pocket.

Weighted down with a stumbling pony, a pile of laundry, and a cold metal probe, he charged into the lowest room in the ship, the laundry room.

Nineteen quickly threw the entire mass of fabric into a cheap twentieth century laundry machine and turned it on. It shook violently as Nineteen turned to Flax. "Now...Flax...are you ready!?"

Flax fidgeted her back side. "For what?!"

Nineteen took the strange metal pokers from his pocket. "For your examination." Nineteen slowly started walking over to Flax.

"Whoa wait, wait, wait, isn't it suppose to be with the gooey machine thingy!?" Flax backed into a wall as Nineteen drew closer. "Wait- I don't think I'm ready!"

Nineteen ducked down and spun Flax around. "Hooves up!" he picked up Flax's front half and pressed her hooves into the wall. "Oooh look at that!" Nineteen gawked at Flax's backside as he pulled her tail aside. "That's nice...."

Flax buried her head in her hooves and tried to control the burning sensation in her face. "Stop it...just stop...I feel funny...."

"Hey!" Nineteen yanked Flax's tail up. "Science isn't funny! Now get ready!" Nineteen pressed the probe against her twin holes and got into position. "Deep breathes...and...relax."

Flax's voice caught before rolling into a loud drawn out moan as the probe pressed inside her and deep into her backside. "Oooooo...that's smooth...so smooth...." Flax mumbled into her hooves as the cold ribs of the probes made her hooves kick slightly.

Once the probe was properly seated Nineteen picked up Flax and shook her. Making her moan as the probes jostled inside her. "Bat pony feel good? Everything right, nothing pinching?"

"Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh...." Flax let her tongue hang out as the cold metal probe was squeezed by her hot fleshy insides, filling her backside and massaging her insides. The cold of the probe making it horribly apparent just how deep inside her the probes were buried.

"Good pony." Nineteen brought her over to the washing machine and set her down atop it. Flax started mumbling and hazily groaning as the violent shaking jostled the probe inside her and sending a buzzing pleasure throughout her body. The probe itself continually tugged at her opening, tenderizing her already soft holes and bumping against her extremely fiery sex.

"Jesus...do ponies cum?" Nineteen asked as he watched Flax laying across the machine, tongue out, hips rattling from the shitty washing machine, entire body heaving from her labored breath.

Flax licked her lips and went back to letting her tongue hang out, too distracted by the soft cool sensation that was constantly vibrating against her sex. "Mmmmaaa." Her voice was shaky as she rode out a vibratory orgasm from the tuning fork shoved inside her.

Flax let out a soft squeal as she felt the machine kick into overdrive and pulverized her soft button. "Yes...ahhh, oooo, huff huff huff, mmm.... The sounds of science." Nineteen mused as he watched the pony bang the cheap washing machine. "Truly mankind's greatest creation."

Flax let out a final shuddery moan as she forced her backside flush with the machine, driving the probes deep inside her backside and prodding the soft tissue and making the fierce Flax feel extremely full from the horribly cold device sapping the heat of her ass and cooling her overheated sex.

The machine turned off with a last violent rumble. Flax continued to grid herself on the machine as she started to cry. She let her head fall as tears started streaming down her face. Nineteen walked over and looked at the mare. "Um...Flax friend...you okay?"

Through her soft sobs and constant grinding she looked up at Nineteen. "I want a hug...can I have a hug!?"

Nineteen grew nervous as he approached the emotional mare. Flax quickly pulled herself next to Nineteen and latched on. "Just hold me...hold me...just please cuddles...."

Nineteen let out a concerned coo. "Oh ho ho ho no...poor pony friend...no cry, no cry please!"

Flax continued to cry into Nineteens shoulder as she lifted her backside off the impaling probe and clung to Nineteen's arm. "I just...I'm not sad! I'm not!" despite her honest answer Nineteen continued to coo reassurances and try to comfort the seemingly depressed mare.

Nineteen clutched the needy mare to his chest and looked at the probe, giving it a quick sniff before doing so. "Eugh...smells like...well...butt and ...and-" Nineteen maneuvered the mare around and turned her upside down, staring straight down at her sex. "Huh, smells like coffee liquor...."

Flax continued to cry. "Thank you...I just...I can't stop crying! Why am I crying!?"

Nineteen hugged the mare's backside. "It's okay pony butt, it's okay. Pony butt want ice cream?"

Flax held back more tears as she clutched Nineteen's stomach. "Yes please."

Nineteen patted Flax's butt and started walking off. "Let's go get ice cream."

Flax wrapped her tail around Nineteen's head and hung off him, still wrapped around his body with all four of her legs. "Just don't stop holding me...I like you...and I want you to hold me."

"But that laundry!"

Flax tightened her tail around his neck. "Please!? I need you."

Nineteen felt strange as he brought his new friend towards a source of ice cream. "So no more washing machine rides for you." Nineteen walked through the slightly clearer halls of the ship with the bat mare coiled around him.

Author's Note

LIKE CRAZY STORIES? HERE TAKE THIS WHILE I MAKE MORE PROBED. LINK

Subject: Eleven

Ten and Twenty sat in the main probing chamber as Nineteen joined them. "Heyo, what's up guys?"

Ten shot his hand up in a stopping gesture. Twenty quickly joined him and pointed to the probing area. "Watch."

Nineteen looked towards the area and spotted the problem. "No...I'm really sorry."

"Oh, no, I'm sorry...."

Another clone and a soft yellow pegasus were going back and forth as he helped her into the machine. "No...I'm sorry. I shouldn't have assumed...."

The yellow pony carefully stepped into place and waited for the clone to help her into place. "It's fine...I...I hope that's okay."

"Holy fuck...." Nineteen grumbled as he looked towards the sitting twins. "Who the hell is this?"

Ten held up ten fingers as Twenty held up one. Nineteen gave them a cynical look before turning back to the bashful pair. "It's fine...okay?"

The yellow pony nodded daintily as Eleven carefully placed her hooves into the restraints. "Okay."

Eleven finished with the restraints and stepped back. "Everything okay?"

"Yes...."

"Are you sure? I want to make sure you're okay...okay?"

"Okay...it's fine...if...if that's okay."

"Mother fucker!" Nineteen yelled as he threatened to yank his hair out. "Just fuck already!"

The shy duo gave the madman a soft look before muttering in unison. "Sorry."

Visible rage grew in Nineteen as he started storming over to Eleven. "Get your fucking dick out, and give it to her, now!"

Eleven started blushing heavily as he looked at the bashful pegasus. "No...I don't...no."

"G-gaaaaah!" Nineteen let out a terrible yell as he grabbed Eleven by the collar and started dragging him behind the yellow mare. "See that!?" he thrust Eleven into Fluttershy's plot. "Get that, get that good!"

Fluttershy's tail covered her sex as Eleven wiggled free. "Stop it...I don't...she's not.... She's not my girlfriend...."

Fluttershy looked behind her. "Well...you seem...we could...." She took a deep breath and steadied herself. "We...could be...I mean...you seem nice...and I don't have a special somepony."

Eleven tried to back away. "No- I mean...maybe...but...I don't know."

"Jesus space-titty-fucking Christ!" Nineteen grabbed Eleven by the lapels. "I am going to murder you if you don't give that needy mare the D."

Ten started laughing as he turned to Twenty. "What the hell's a space-titty?"

Eleven shrunk down into his shirt. "No...I mean...I do--"

"Oh fuck you!" Nineteen tossed Eleven into the probing platform and stormed off. "Mother fucking...aurgh!" He kicked the wall and looked around the room at the few ponies that remained. "You, yellow-brown thingy with the wings, you ready to go?"

Daring's ears perked up. "You think you can handle me?" she pranced slowly over to him. "Make sure you're ready before you dance with me."

"Oh you dirty slut." Nineteen walked over and grabbed Daring by her mane and forced her into a deep kiss. He displayed is manic dominance, matched only by Daring's stubbornness. Eventually, neither one winning, they broke away from each other. "Oh...that's how it's gonna be."

Daring took a second to collect her breath and fix her hat. "Bring it pussy! I've dealt with penny ante villains tougher than you!"

Nineteen ripped his jacket off in a fit of rage, Daring tossed her hat off and flared out her wings. Before too long Nineteen and Daring found themselves on the floor, eventually rolling out of the room as they had their violent tumble.

Ten looked at Twenty, who had long since given up understanding his lower numbered brethren. "So...he's a fucking lunatic isn't he?"

Twenty just shrugged and stood up. "Eh.... Anyways, I'm gonna go make sure they don't end up breaking something." Twenty left, Ten and a small group of ponies following quickly behind.

Finally alone Eleven went about delicately tending to Fluttershy as he prepared the probes. "So...you're okay right? Like...this is okay right?"

Fluttershy looked at the dangling probes at her rear. "Um...yes."

Eleven fidgeted and waited as he nervously started the machine. He stopped suddenly and looked up. "Are you alright? Does everything feel okay?"

Fluttershy pulled at her hooves, making sure she was stuck in place. "I think so...okay?"

Eleven looked down at the console and started the machine. "Okay...." A long silence fell between them as Eleven continued to stall. "Okay...I...I...I can't do this." he set his hands on the console and took a deep breath. "Is that okay?"

Fluttershy stared him dead in the eyes for a moment. "No.... That's not okay."

Eleven crumpled as Fluttershy's words soaked in. "Well... I don't...what do I do!?"

Fluttershy took a deep breath. "You're gonna turn on the thingy, hug me, and everything's gonna be okay...if that's okay...."

Eleven felt safe as he looked into her soft blue eyes and turned on the machine. He quickly ran over and wrapped his arms around Fluttershy's neck, holding her tight. "I'll stop it if you want...okay?"

Fluttershy nuzzled against Eleven's shoulder as his gripped tightened. "Okay."

Eventually the probe interrupted the pair's hugging session and pressed against Fluttershy's button. She let out a soft squeak as the probe pushed past her entrance and spewed it's warm goo inside her rear. Not long after, the vaginal probe moved into place and swiftly penetrated her, spewing yet more goo inside her and making her burn with a warm tingle.

Eleven felt a horrid sense of dread as Fluttershy continued to moan, tightening his grip and snuggling closer to his subject. "I'm sorry...." he mumbled as he felt the mare tighten up as the probes settled deep inside her and gently pushed deeper. "I'm really sorry."

Fluttershy's wings flapped weakly as she buried her face in Eleven's shoulder and let out a long moan. The probes massaged her hot insides and sent rolling waves of sloppy pleasure through her entire lower body. She was practically screaming into Eleven's shoulder as the probes rocked her insides and tenderized her soft flesh, sending a sense warm, sticky, fullness through her entire body. Lacking the oral sedative that would usually send her off into a blissful haze, she had to content with the awkward shape and bumps that were being thrusts in and out of her already tender ass.

Eleven locked down and just held the mare's head in his arms, cradling her as the machine picked up speed and railed her gooey insides with woeful abaondon.

"...Whatever...." Ten walked into the probing area to check on everything. Twenty preoccupied by Nineteen and Daring's violent sex. "What the fuck!?" Ten jumped to attention as he saw the console sparking and the probes moving too fast for his eyes to keep up. "Eleven you fucking idiot, the machine!" Ten ran over and checked the machine. Line after line of raw data was rushing up the screen at a fevered pace. "Fucking hell!"

Eleven just held Fluttershy as her moans turned to cries of ecstasy. The probes having hit a sensitive spot and continually hitting it, sent rush after rush of pleasure through her sex, compounded by the awkward fullness then sudden emptiness of her rear. Her wings locked in place, flapping with each pass of the probe over her spot and sending yellow feathers and saliva across the room as her head shot up. She let out a guttural howl as her sex was pummeled like no stallion ever could. Each thrust pushing goo into every inch of her, each draw back sliding the slick probe across her insides and lighting up her nerves as it passed her spot.

"Fuuuuck!" Ten screamed as he kicked the emergency stop, stopping the probes and plugging Fluttershy as she finally collapsed against Eleven's shoulder. "Holy fuck!" Ten jumped over the fried console and pried Eleven off of Fluttershy. "That was...look at that shit!" He yelled as he pointed to the machine. "She filled two servers with one session!"

Fluttershy took a deep breath as Ten pulled her out of the machine and cradled her in his arms. "...Did...I do good?"

Ten started laughing crazily. "Um...yeah, you did...." Ten looked up at Eleven who was standing sadly in the corner. "You did so well...you can keep him!" Ten pointed to Eleven, making him jump upright and into a submissive pose. "Seriously...you can have him, he'll do anything you say no matter what."

Fluttershy laid back in Ten's arms as she was passed to Eleven. "Yay...." she let out a tired cheer as she curled up and got comfortable.

Ten walked Eleven towards the ramp out of the ship and pointed to the nearest cottage. "She's from there, take her home and stay there. You live there now, okay?"

Eleven looked at the spent mare in his arms. "But I don't...I...but...okay...." he slumped forward and started off towards the cottage. Ten stood triumphant as he rid himself of his bashful brother.

"What happened?" Nineteen asked as he joined Ten. "Where's he going?"

Ten turned to Nineteen as he was flanked by a shaggy looking Daring. "He's gonna go live with the locals...what happened to you...and where are your pants?"

Nineteen looked down at his exposed lower half. "Didn't need em. So we can leave now?"

Ten took a step away from the pantsless clone. "Uh...you going somewhere too?"

Daring started walking off the ramp. "Gonna go find something cool. You two didn't want to come, so me and him are gonna go."

Nineteen nodded and started back into the ship. "Give me a second. I'm gonna find a pair of pants." He returned a few minutes later with a pair of pants around his shoulder, still lacking any covering for his lower body. "Alright, it's been fun, put a bat on a washing machine and watched her cum, railed a tight body with my rod, got ridden like a horse by a pony, not too proud of that, and I broke the sink in the kitchen. So...it's been fun...but...bye."

Nineteen joined Daring as they walked off into the woods, flipping Ten off as he left. Ten scratched his head and leaned against the ramp's pneumatic plunger. "Well...Twenty!?"

Twenty lurched onto the ramp with a look of sheer terror on his face. "Dear god...what...what happened in there?"

"Don't ask...anyways, they left. Who's next?"

Twenty grabbed his forehead and ran his fingers through his sticky hair. "I don't even care...just...not One." With those final words he limped back into the ship to take a shower and have a nap.

The Geneseed

Nine walked about the ship with Octavia in tow. "So...you came here before?"

Octavia glared at the dour clone. "I'd really rather not talk about it." Octavia rushed past Nine with a flip of her mane.

Nine rolled his eyes and kept on after her. "Well...you came back...and you don't want to talk about it.... So I'm just gonna assume you enjoy taking it up the ass."

Octavia stopped dead in the hall, causing the dull clone to bump into her. She turned slowly around with a look of death on her face. "I'm sorry...what was that?"

Nine gave the angry mare a dim look. "You don't scare me.... I said you enjoy taking it up the ass. All the gooey slime filling your backside...bet it gets you excited just thinking about it. I bet you love the way it fills you up...warms your insides and tenderizes your hot squishy flesh." Nine cracked a dull smile. "But...that's just my assumption...and I never trust assumptions."

Octavia whipped her tail around angrily and daintily kicked Nine in the shin. "Ruffian."

"Uh huh...so...you hungry? I'm hungry...so...you wanna grab something?" Nine asked as he rubbed his rough chin.

Octavia let out a defeated sigh. "That sounds...lovely. I don't- one day I need you to teach me how you do that?"

"Do what?" Nine asked as he stopped rubbing his chin and leaned against a wall.

Octavia let out a soft grunt. "That. That...indifference."

"Oh. That. Just stop caring." Nine picked up Octavia, tucking her against his shoulder and started off towards the kitchen. "I mean...I used to care...sticking gooey slime into pony butts...probing mares until they couldn't walk straight...watching stallions buckle as the suction nearly plucked their cocks off. ...Better times."

Octavia felt a warm tingle run through her body as she became extremely aware of Nine's fingers digging into her coat. "I'm sorry, but you are just...fascinating."

Nine nodded. "Is that your way of saying you're turned one? Cause...you're kinda damp already."

"What!?" Octavia yelped as she shoved her tail between her legs. "I am not!"

After some careful shifting Nine revealed the small wet spot on his side. "That's vagina...." He pulled the fabric to his nose and gave it a sniff. "Yep...that's definitely vagina."

Octavia grew red and started sputtering. "I- It's not my fault!"

Nine shook his head. "I've been covered in jizz, fem cum, slime, goo, blood, embryonic fluid, anal discharge, just about anything you can think about involving the body."

Octavia locked up as she looked past Nine's shoulder. "Embryonic fluid?"

Nine and Octavia finally reached the mess hall. He met Twelve at the counter and ordered some soup for each of them. "Sure thing dude, I'll get it too you in a second, dude."

Nine nodded and carried Octavia to a booth. He set her down and leaned back into the seat. "Yeah...embryonic...goo. We've been her a long time. Back when me and one worked together I had to deliver a foal." Nine rubbed the back of his neck. "That was...two hundred years ago?"

Octavia slumped back into her seat and looked around the mess hall. "Two hundred years? How bloody old is this place?"

"Dudes, soup." Twelve dropped a pair of bowls with some bread in front of the pair. "Vegetable soup for the lady dude." Twelve grew self-conscious of his tick and hurried off. "Enjoy...dudes...."

Nine hurried to his soup as Octavia waited for an answer. "Number Nine, how old is this place?!"

Nine held up a finger as he quickly downed the soup. "Wait...wait...wait...." Nine finished off the bowl and slammed it down. "Damn...that's good. Uh...only One knows that for sure."

Octavia joined Nine, daintily sipping the magnificent vegetable soup. "One of what?"

Nine shook his head. "No...number One." Nine licked his chops as a loud yelling filled the air. "He's been around since the start."

"No, I don't know how to fix it!" Ten stormed through the mess hall and out the other end.

Twenty trailed after him. "I don't care, we're not waking him up!"

Nine shook his head. "Double digits...always come out weird."

Octavia stared at the clones as they continued to argue. "I'm sorry...but just how many of you are there?"

Nine tapped the table with his ring finger. "Uh...fifty? On immediate standby One through Twenty. The other forty are on our old planet." Nine looked behind him. "Speaking of which...we need to get this shit under control...." Nine cracked a dim smile. "You wanna meet the geneseed?"

Octavia let out a soft sigh as she slid out of the booth and onto her hooves. "Well, seeing as I don't know what that is, it does sound rather intriguing, so...shall we?"

Nine returned the now empty soup bowls to Twelve and carried Octavia towards the storage area. Along the way a blue maned unicorn wobbled through the halls and into Nine's leg. "Dude...sorry...I can't really feel my-- Octavia! There you are. I thought you were gonna wait for me."

Nine looked down at the goo covered mare. "Just got probed?"

Vinyl Scratch nodded stupidly. "The dude had to do it by hand...I feel so special!"

Nine shook his head and scooped the tender mare up and hoisted her across his free shoulder. Vinyl let out a sloopy cheer as Nine's hand cradled her backside. "Dude...I feel like a princess...."

"Then perhaps you could stop saying dude...."

"Dude!?" A stellar voice rang out behind Nine. Twelve quickly overtook him and stopped him in the hall. "Dude?"

"Dude?" Vinyl asked as Nine realized what Twelve wanted.

Nine quickly handed the club mare to Twelve. "Dude!"

"Right!?" Vinyl asked, just going along with Twelve's insanity. "Like totally dude!"

"Dude...you get me, like...totally dude." Twelve started off towards the kitchen once again. "So...dude, you want some lunch?"

"Dude, heck yes!"

"Huh." Octavia mumbled to herself. "They actually work quite well together."

"That's why I gave her to him. He's actually one of the most proper people you'll ever meet, but...he has this brain thing." Nine explained as he carried Octavia towards the storage area.

"He perpetually says dude?"

"Yep." Nine deadpanned as he stepped into the elevator and set Octavia down. "You deal with the same thing?"

Octavia shook her head left to right. "Eh...more or less. She says totally a bit too frequently. But I think that's just her."

"Indeed." Nine noted as the elevator door opened, revealing a line of open pods. All open and clear expect for the biggest at the end of the hall. "Octavia Melody...."

Octavia jumped upright. "How do you know my last name!?"

"It's time to meet the geneseed." Nine walked briskly to the final pod and started the release sequence. "Number One."

Octavia stood back as a plume of steam escaped the machine. "So...is he nice?"

Nine rubbed his chin. "Depends.... You'll see soon enough I guess...."

With a final ear piercing screech the metallic pod door swung open.

ASSUMING DIRECT CONTROL

With a final hiss I lurched out of the pod and onto my knees. My vision blurry from my extended sleep. "One...you okay?" A familiarly groggy voice snapped me into reality. I shot upright and latched on to the nearest clone.

"I don't know which one you are, why you let me out, or where I am, but you are my greatest ally, and I love you." I pulled the blurry gray blob against my lips and gave it the deepest kiss I could muster. "Thank you...Thank you so much!"

"Uh...One...that's not me...."

I took a moment to clear my eyes and found myself face to face with a gray pony, blushing heavily and trying to pull away. "Holy shit!" I let go of her collar and stumbled back. "I am so sorry!"

The mare took a step back and turned away. "It's...well...that's certainly an entrance."

I quickly found a gloved hand in front of my face. "Sir...need a hand?"

I cleared my eyes once again and spotted Nine staring down at me. "Nine, Nine I love you!" I took his hand and got to my feet. I pulled him into a hardy hug and latched onto him. "Nine...you were always my favorite!"

Nine let out a soft laugh. "Yep...." Nine helped me over to the wall and propped me up against it. "Wait here. One, this is Octavia Melody. Someone very interested to and...." Nine walked behind the bowing mare and nodded. "Extremely excited to meet you."

Octavia grew a little red and held her hoof out. "A pleasure...."

I stared at her and tentatively took her hoof as Nine wandered off. "Uh...yeah.... Sorry about, you know. Things got a little tense back there."

Octavia giggled slightly as I released her hoof. "Oh...don't apologize.... I...I'm sorry is it hot in here?"

I shook my head at her clumsy advances. Nine quickly brought a radio over and tossed it to me. I took it in hand and brought it to my ear. I moved the amorous mare away from my screaming area and let rip my rage. "Attention, attention! This is One, I am reassuming command from here on in! And Twenty, I know you can hear this.... I'm back bitches...." I turned off the radio and dropped it. "Fucking nailed it...."

"Yes sir." Nine said as he hoisted me on his arm. "I'll take care of it okay?"

I slumped into his arms. "Yeah...thanks.... I need...a nap."

Octavia let out a soft cough as Nine helped me towards the elevator. "Can I...can I come too?"

I rolled my neck and turned to Nine. "Does she want sex?"

Nine shrugged and looked over to Octavia. "Is it about sex?"

"What!? No- maybe...not right now...." Octavia relented. "So...is that a yes?"

I shrugged and lurched out of Nine's grip and into the elevator. "If you don't mind being a pillow...."

Octavia nodded and followed me. "So long as you don't mind me asking questions." Things grew quiet as the elevator lifted us up. "So...thank you for the ki--"

"Not...now. I just need a quick nap...then we can talk, okay?"

Octavia nodded despondently. "I understand...."

I tuned out the world as I drifted to a sudden sleep on the wall of the elevator.

Eidetic

I finished with my nap and pet the gray pony curled up on my chest. "Uh...pony person...time to wake up." I poked and prodded the sleeping mare, getting no more than a hoof to brush me away. "Well...fine, I guess I'll figure it out on my own." I sat upright with the pony on my lap. She was hugging a pillow which would make this extremely easy.

I moved her tail out of the way and got my fingers into place at each of her holes. My other hand quickly moved to her lips and pressed my thumb into her mouth. Not a moment after my thumb was in her mouth did she start suckling on it like a baby. "Aw...that's a adorable...like a baby...except...this." I quickly put my index and middle finger deep inside her pussy. She held her tongue against my thumb before settling back down and sucking idly. Her hot moist insides were an easy fit and I started getting fuzzy images of her recent memories in my mind's eye.

Capping her off with my pinkie in her last hole she clenched her entire body and bit my thumb. I ignored her gnawing as I seated my fingers deep inside her hot body and started drawing information from her.

Her name was Octavia, she lives in Canterlot, she plays the cello, and her favorite color is yellow.

"Huh...interesting." I mumbled to myself as I pulled my thumb out of her mouth. I switched up and put my index and middle into her mouth. "Let's see what else I can find." With the added control I could pin her tongue and keep an even more stable connection. "Hmm...furious masturbator...good to know." I dug through her past month's memories. "Wow...that's...I hope you bought him dinner...." Vivid memories of her being eaten out under a table filled my mind as she started squirming as my fingers probed her.

I rubbed her ear as her thoughts became more pleasant, then suddenly panicked. Her eyes shot wide open as her eyes darted around. She tried to yelled but my fingers reduced her shouts to mumbles. She bit my fingers hard and scrambled away. "What the buck, you perverted ass!"

"December eighteenth you spend a warm night cuddling with a magical blanket and stroked yourself while suckling on a...well...I think we both know."

Octavia froze. "I...never di--"

"Don't lie to yourself. It felt great, all warm and snuggly but still all sexy in a blanket." I cooed as I rubbed her ears, making them flick as the tips of her ears heated up.

She grew red as she sat down across from me. "...How?"

I shrugged. "I am the Geneseed. That's also a fancy way of saying physical contact with the interior of magical creatures works like an information dump." I scratched an itch on my head. "I uh...I work like the probes. But I don't take raw data, I take memories."

Octavia glared at me. "You're lying."

I held my hands up in a shocker. "You want me to prove it? I make you cum and I well transcribe an entire ten minutes of your life down to the greatest detail. Deal?"

Octavia flicked her tail. "And why should I let you touch me?"

I rolled my eyes and gave her an exasperated look. "Really? I know you liked the gooey probe in your butt. You spent the week thinking about it before convincing your friend to go with you so you could go and meet...Ten again."

Octavia glared at me with a bit of a blush and turned around. "Fine...just...I guess...you kn--"

"Saturday night, I miss the taste, Sunday morning you woke up after a wet dream and had to change your sheets, Sunday evening, you dry humped your cello between practices and suckled on an orange--"

"Alright! I get it...you're some kind of...sexual mind reader."

I nodded. "Ponies brains light up like fireworks when they orgasm. I could learn more about you in five seconds than you know about yourself right now." I lifted her tail out of the way and slid my fingers across her slit. "Hmm...my fingers aren't that long."

"Can you not!?" Octavia asked as I felt her slick juices soaking my fingers. "Please?"

I shrugged and held my hand out for her. "You know I can read your mind, you don't even have to say it, just think it." I put my fingers in her mouth and penetrated her. Her thoughts became cleared as I went to work.

Not exactly as thick as I thought it would feel.

I grimaced and spread my fingers, she let out a stifled moan as I added my thumb into the mix, circling her clit as she wiggled about.

Alright...he- wait...he can hear this...so- bucking momma--

"Filthy mouth." I grumbled as I jammed my fingers deep.

Buck- buck- bucking buckity bucker buck!

I nodded lazily and continued to work her like a puppet. "Don't cum yet!"

Her mind went a bit blank as she fell into a short stint of buzzing pleasure. As I dragged my fingertips across her hot squishy flesh she lost it. Her mind filling with images of her band mate and my clones. She sucked at my fingers as I collected years of knowledge from her. I kept her impaled on my fingers for a few moments while I categorized her memories and sorted everything out.

Eventually I drew my now soaked hand from her backside and flicked her clit, making her jump and give a soft squeak. "So...Beauty Brass? And this isn't the first time...." I took a deep breath. "As promised. Monday November third three years ago, you were eating a hay burger with a boat of chips...with mayo on the side." Octavia grew even redder as I recounted her own memories. "You...ew...Octavia that's gross."

"It's an acquired taste!"

"So is cum, still not gonna try it. Anyways, after that you became sexually aroused while waiting for a rickshaw, you were thinking about...Beauty Brass again, and eventually decided to just masturbate and get it over with. You locked yourself in a bathroom stall, jammed your hoof against your sex and jostled it around, managing a quick squirt. From there you practiced the cello with your band for a few hours. HorseShoepin gave you a couple weird looks, you know he knew you didn't bother cleaning up and you didn't care."

"Please d--"

"You ended up giving him a halfhearted blowjob before giving up and going to eat at another cheap restaurant and had a cheesy celery stick combo. He went home blue balled and you brushed your teeth five times before using the vibrator Vinyl sent you as a gag and went to bed. You had a dream about being a wiener dog that night." I cracked my neck as I finished. "Your name was Patches."

Octavia sank down and laid across my lap, facing me. "Please don't tell anypony."

I let out a short laugh. "About the chips and mayo, the sexual attraction to your female band mate, your blue balling of your other band mate, or that fact that Vinyl's right and you're actually bisexual?"

Octavia pursed her lips and stared at me. She just stared angrily for a long time. Eventually I poked my finger into her mouth and touched her tongue.

I have never wanted to murder and fuck somepony this bad in my entire life.

I let out a single laugh. "So...all of it?"

Octavia turned around with a sour expression. "I'm going to go...do something."

"I know what that means you know! Do it in the shower, I don't care!"

"Buck you!" she yelled as she faded into the distance.

I finally rolled out of bed and onto my feet. I started laughing as I headed to chew out my clones. "Oh Patches you confused pony."

Author's Note

And that's why One is special...yay!

Punishment

"Attention!" I yelled as my clones got into two rows around me. A few spaces were bare as the clones got into formation. "Alright...who's missing?"

Twelve let out a short cough. "Dude, Eleven's staying with a local, Nineteen is off in the jungle somewhere, Nine is fixing the machine thingy and Twenty's-- ''

"Found him!" Another clone yelled as Ten and Twenty were thrown into my view.

"Asshole!" he screamed at the offending clone, taking a few steps forward. "Oh great, you are back, well fuck you too!"

I glared at the rebellious clone as they joined the ranks. "Anyways.... Assignment time! Form single rank and march to me!"

My miniature army snapped into place, the first in line quickly walking up to me. The first stood and saluted. "Two."

I nodded. "Two, maintenance." He nodded and walked off, the next taking his place. "Three, find me as many volunteers from everywhere." the next came. "Four, mess duty. Five, probe bay two. Six, probe bay three. Seven, plumbing."

Six and seven stopped each other. Six stepped back infront of me. "Hey One, bay three is the...the male probing area right?"

I nodded lazily. "You two wanna switch?"

Seven coughed. "Yes...I would...enjoy being there...."

I shrugged and moved them on. "Gay clone you are...unique. Eight, public relations. Ten...." I glared at the somewhat rebellious clone. "Field probing."

Ten cracked a smile and started laughing. "That's it?"

"Yep, go find me some dragons and probe em."

Ten went extremely pale as he lurched off. "I don't...dragons...I'm gonna die...."

"That's the idea, next!" A strange zebra wandered up to me and bowed. "Uh...what is this?"

The zebra undid her hood. "I humbly ask to be allowed my simple task. Clone cum helps create, a powerful concoction for cognitive recollection." She pulled an empty flask out of her bags. "And so here I am to collect said cream, from your most creative clones."

I stared at her before looking around the room. "Anyone get that?"

Eight poked his head back into the hall. "She asked if she can milk some cum, something about a potion or something."

I scratched my chin roughly. "Well...I guess that's okay. Go pick a clone." The zebra bowed and walked off into the ship. The next clone stood in front of me. "Dude Twelve, public relations."

Twelve nodded. "Dude, I'm on it!"

The next person in line stood in front of me. "Uh...hello?" I spoke calmly to the blue maned pony as she bobbed her head. "Can I help you-- wait...Vinyl?" I recognized the mare from Octavia's memories.

"Hey, awesome, you already know me! I'm here to help."

"Oh...uh...you wanna play some music?" I asked as I grabbed the next clone in line. "Vinyl, Thirteen. Thirteen, Vinyl. Now...both of you, moral boosting!"

Thirteen started snickering. "Moral boosting with a mare? I can do that." He picked up the now jubilant mare and stepped out of the line.

The next clone took their place. "Fourteen, find me crystal ponies! Fifteen, find me bat ponies! Sixteen, find me griffons! Seventeen- you're not seventeen." A bright red headed pony stood before me. "So...who are you?"

"Roseluck, I'm living here now." she stepped next to me and turned around. "We're best friends and I live here now."

I scratched my head and stared at her. "Uh...alright. Next!" Seventeen stood in front of me. "Seventeen, security. Eighteen, laundry."

"Oh course...whatever." he grumbled boredly as he wandered off.

At last I could see Twenty, just beyond a mint green unicorn. "Hey...can you move?" I asked as I tried to step past her. She blocked my every step. "Seriously?"

The mare pushed me back and stood on two hooves. "My name is Lyra, you probed my backside, prepare to hug." she snapped forward and wrapped her forelegs around me. "I love you." she started nuzzling my groin as I held my hands off her.

"Oh...how nice...." I lightly pet her head as I stared at Twenty. "So who is this?"

Rose walked in front of my and yanked Lyra off. "Down, he's mine you whorse!"

"Uuuh, what!?" I asked, on the verge of immense laughter. "You do realized there are like...twen--"

"Stay out of this penis, I'll sort this bitch out." Lyra pushed Rose back and lit up her horn. "Bring it slut!"

Rose got into an aggressive pose and started dragging her hoof along the smooth metal floor. "Gonna buck you up, bucking skank!"

I left them to their cat fight while I talked to Twenty. "Twenty, for crimes against...yourself, I sentence you to--" A loud thud interrupted me. "Uh...the fuck was that?"

Twenty just glared at me. "Get on with it jerkoff."

I nodded. "I here by sentence you to--" another loud band cut me off. "Okay...I-- Fuck you ship, stop interrupting me! For crimes against yourself I sentence you to the pit. Have fun shoveling shit." Twelve flipped me off and walked off. "Well, next time just deal with it! It's not like I told anybody about the pig."

"Fuck you--" Twenty was cut off as one of the clones started running up to me.

"One, One, One!" he slid to a stop in front of me and started panting. "There's something coming...something big!"

Everyone froze as the thudding grew louder. A clone was tossed from another room and slid down over to me. "Shit, fucking pissed!" he scrambled to his feet and bolted. The thudding grew extrmely loud as a dim blue cloud floated into the room.

"Moon man!?"

I locked up as I recognized the voice. "Uh...Nightmare...how...how are you?" The blue mist faded as a dark navy mare strolled over to me. "Uh...you're not Nightmare."

Nightmare's imposter did a bow before hooking her foreleg around my back. "I have banished the evil Nightmare Moon, I am once again Princess Luna!" she shouted with a hardy amount of pride. "And you are the Moon man, returned at last!"

I tentatively returned the hug. "Yeah...it's you. Can you let go? I was in the middle of pun--" I was cut off as Luna yanked me by the neck.

"Is Phileas still here?"

I tried to pry her off my neck. "The fuc-king stuffed dolphin!?"

Luna tightened her grip around my neck, nuzzling close as she pranced in a circle. "Is he still here!?"

"Luna put me down, he's in my quarters, just let me go and--" I was cut off once again as Luna started giggling.

"Come along Moon Man, we shall enjoy an evening of coitus and cuddle with Phileas."

I grabbed at everything I could as Luna pulled me along with her magic. "Fucking- no- no no no no fuck!" I screamed as I managed to grab onto two things, one in each hand. I pulled the hairy objects along as I was dragged away.

"Hey no no!" Rose's voice broke the dragging sound.

"Wait, wait, just wait, just stop! Let go!" Lyra screamed as I opened my eyes, finding a pony tail in each hand.

"I'm not doing this alone! Last time I tried that she nearly broke my pelvis!" I yelled as I tightened my grip on the ponies' tails. "Not--going--alone!"

The mares continued to piss and moan as they tried to dig their hooves into the metal floor.

Author's Note

Sorry. I'm supposed to be on break but I can't fucking stop writing.

But that also means the chapters will be shorter. So...expect shorter chapters for a while.

ABORT

Author's Note

FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK THIS STORY, WE'RE GONNA MAKE A SEQUEL, WITH MORE PARODY, AND STRIPPERS, AND SEXIER ALIENS, AND COMPETENT WRITING!

ABORT

One sat in his room, still curled up from Luna's abrupt sexual advances. "Oh god...the dolphins eyes...." He clutched his blanket close to his head. "Never be whole aga--"

A loud whirl pulled him upright. "Oh shit!" He rolled out of his bed and to the door. "Nope, no, no! I know that noise!" He ran through the steel halls, throwing ponies and clones aside as he ran. "Everyone out! Everyone out now!"

Little by little the other clones became aware of what was going on and began to toss pony after pony into the soft dirt below the ship. One simply ran to the head, the main controls glowing bright red as the buzzing continued to play. "Time to go everyone! Come on!"

Nine walked slowly up to One's side. "Hey, what's--"

"Aliens, different, coming, gotta go!"

Nine shrugged. "So...we're leaving?"

One slammed his chair. "Yes, going, now, quickly!"

Nine leaned against One's chair. "You know, Eleven, Nineteen, and Ten are still out there, right?"

"Don't care!" One hovered his finger over the launch button. "Once the ponies are off, we leave!" He pressed a few buttons with his free hand. "Come on, we clear!?"

A few faces popped up on the various screens in the room. All of them said the same thing. No pony was aboard any longer. Nine stretched his neck. "So we're--"

"Bitch, if these other guys find us, we're gonna end up like the horses!" One turned back to the buttons. "Sorry Luna, I'll bring you another dolphin next time I drop by!"

In a flash the button was pressed, and the ship was completely gone. A small herd of ponies that had been aboard were now standing dripping wet and corked with scientific fluids. Left to wonder, what was this mess, and what exactly they'd come to learn in the first place.

And somewhere in the wide wide world, Daring Do and Nineteen were having angry sex in the jungle.

NEXT GEN: Machine Lesbians

Nineteen stared out over the sky. "Hey, Daring, you see that thing?" He pointed out over the horizon as Daring looked up. "That's another ship, isn't it?"

Daring wiggled her flank, Nineteen still buried deep in her warm wet slit. "Huh? Oh--oh.... Yep."

Nineteen licked the fronts of his teeth. "Well, I should probably pull out then." Nineteen pulled his hips back with a sticky shlorp. He shivered as a deep tingle went up his spine. He put his hand on Daring's flank and rubbed the base of her tail with his thumb. "Daring, in light of that monstrosity, I love you."

Daring looked back at Nineteen. "Okay, but, what do you--"

Nineteen pointed to the far off metal hulk slowly descending towards the planet. "That ship. Full of lesbians. I mean, I don't know if they're all lesbians, but it's a female only crew last time I saw them." Nineteen shrugged. "They basically do what we did, but better. And longer, and harder, and gooier." He took a few steps back and put his hands on his hips. "Well, you wanna go check it out?"

Daring shook her body, vaginal fluids still dripping down over the jungle floor. "I guess? Didn't your friends already leave?"

Nineteen shrugged again and picked up Daring, tossing her over his shoulder like a rag doll. "They never got along with these girls. I did, sorta. One kicked me in the balls so I kicked her in the vagina. Kind of a mutual let's not kick each other in the privates deal going on."

Daring flicked her tail, tossing mare juice to the side as it clung to her hair. "Okay, so we're just going to walk up and say hi?"

Nineteen pursed his lips and stopped walking through the dense jungle. "Uh, either that or you're gonna get fucked in every hole by probes the moment they find us. Although that's probably going to happen either way."

Daring sighed and stretched her back legs. "You're acting like that didn't already happen."

"Hey!" Nineteen started walking again. "At least this time I can watch. And they use this pink goo stuff, really neat when it starts leaking out, all gooey and shit." Nineteen grew tight in his pants as he drudged on towards the distant ship. "They've got all sorts of crazy shit in there too! Like this tank thing with jelly fuckers, or just machine things, or-- Err.... They do have this thing with cum, like everywhere. They make hybrid creatures and shoot cum inside anything they can get."

Daring whipped her head around, almost slapping Nineteen in the face with her mane. "What?!"

Nineteen nodded. "Yeah, they made a mermaid once. Probably make a centaur, satyr, mule thing if they get their machine fingers on you."

Daring swished her tail angrily. "And what about you!? They're just gonna let you go!?"

Nineteen shook his head. "No, they'll probably jerk me off into a cup or something. It sounds nice, it's really not. They're not nice to men...." Nineteen's memories shot back to a robot like grip and an onahole. "God...please not again."

"So what, you're still gonna go?" Daring asked, her body still warm and ready from the sex mere moments ago.

"Oh fuck yeah!" Nineteen picked up the pace. "No one but me is gonna unleash the tentacle machine on you! I don't care if I have to slap a lesbian with a dildo! No being on this planet, that ship, or space is going to keep me from filling your ass with goo!" Nineteen threw out a gang sign with one hand. "Machine people ain't shit compared to clone folks! And seriously...watching that little mare pussy get filled up to the brim by a thick alien cock, all while you're sucking down fake cum and getting bred. Mmmmhmm! Oh god, it's gonna be so much fun!" Nineteen started to giggle like a mad man. "So, you still wanna go?"

Daring huffed softly. "I don't really have much choice, do I?"

"Well...I mean last time was a mulligan, right? It was for science last time, this time it's for science and fun!" Nineteen bolted down a hill, the ship kicking up dust and shredding leaves overhead. "Besides, I'd be surprised if they didn't already have ponies lined up to get probed and filled up with gooey machine lesbo goo!"

Daring flexed her wings, batting them against the side of Nineteen's head. "You keep saying goo, what's goo?"

Nineteen started laughing. "You know, like the stuff they put in your ass to make you all calm and docile while they rocked that pussy!" Nineteen bit his tongue, still wearing a dumb smile. "Warm, thick, goo. All administered by lovely robot suit lesbians." Nineteen bit his lip and ran a bit faster, if a bit more rigid. "God damn, I'm gonna cum before we get there!"

Daring let out a sharp huff, the memories of pistoning cum in and out of her ass, the dripping mess coating her flank and hooves as it pumped her full rattled around her head. Prideful as she was, the thought of being held down and pleasured by strong, steady machines sent her pussy ablaze and her stomach a quiver. "And you said they're better than your friends?"

Nineteen started to snicker. "My friends are idiots. These girls, professional probing enthusiasts! And plus, they have a bigger ship, more stuff, and more time." Nineteen's laughter cut out suddenly. "And they don't freeze people just for having opinions."

Daring looked over at Nineteen as he switched her into a different position, now cradling the yellow pony like a baby. "You sound a little bitter."

"Oh I am! But watching your princess get wrapped up in tentacles and absolutely plugged is gonna make it all worth it." Nineteen ran through the forest as fast as he could, mind focused on the perfect white halls of his soon to be playground. "God I love fucking science. Smooth, sexy, science."

Daring looked out ahead of the duo. "You really think Celestia is going to--"

"We had ponies begging to be probed. I don't think getting volunteers is going to be an issue." Nineteen bit his lip, visions of winking princess pussy being filled by pink slime flashed into his brain and sank in like the roots of a tree. "God damn space horse...this is gonna be fun!"

Author's Note

So the mods killed the sequel fic. So...NEW CHAPTERS! FUCK YOU__________

NEXT GEN: Straps

Author's Note

That's all folks. Sorry, but I'm drawing it here. This is what I got for ya, it's not a good ending, its not even into the reason why ya'll are here, but its what I got.

Cancelled.

NEXT GEN: Straps

Nineteen and Daring walked up to the large clearing where the ship had landed. The massive square hulk was parked in the plains just outside Appleloosa, and sure enough the ponies there, eager from the stories told by Ponyville ponies, were lined up around the few human frames that sat dotted around the crowd. Nineteen tossed his hands up. "Good morning bitches! I come bearing the yoke of pony civilization!"

A few of the metal armored women looked over towards the madman, a few rifles settled on him in seconds. But with the slow lowering of a hand, the rifles pulled away and a woman with a red patch and no helmet walked over to Nineteen. "Oh great, it was you."

Nineteen smiled wide and scooted Daring into the crowd. "Hey there Haskell."

Haskell tried to kick Nineteen between the legs, barely stopped by a quick set of hands on the knee. "Nineteen...glad you remember how to block."

Nineteen smiled wide and stepped back. "Oh yeah, no, I remember each time you try that."

Haskell nodded. "So, where's the rest of your little prober friends?"

Nineteen shrugged. "Hell if I know--"

Daring looked up at the angry faced woman. "They left him here."

Haskell stared down at Daring, then quickly shifted up to meet Nineteen. "Wow, so you are really incompetent, aren't you?"

Nineteen shrugged. "Me? No, the others, mostly yes."

Haskell shook her head. "It makes sense that one defective clone would yield more defective clones--"

"Yeah and it would make sense that space women would hunt for men of their own species, not procreate with whatever species they find! Horsefucker!" Nineteen pushed Haskell away, keeping a hand on her breast even after she stumbled back. Nineteen started to snicker. "Oh man, Haskell I love you, and horses."

Haskell shoved the clone back. "I take it--"

"Oh yeah, ask Daring." Nineteen pointed to Daring, specifically to her ass. "Made that compass thing bounce in front of some asshole that kept harassing her. Nothing like teabagging while making pussy bounce."

Haskell cocked an eyebrow, her half shaved head cocked as well. "Eloquent as always. But, that begs the question, why are we--"

"You know why we're speaking. Now, show me to the machines!" Nineteen reached over and grabbed Daring, lifting her up over his head. "I'm gonna help."

"Oh no no no--"

Nineteen hefted Daring back. "You can either let me help, or I can sneak into your ship and eat all your potatoes, again."

Haskell shook her head. "Nineteen, you-- wait, that was you!?"

Nineteen shrugged and rested Daring's stomach against his head. "Look, you gonna let me help or not?" Nineteen looked around. "You've got more willing subjects then staff, I guarantee."

Haskell sighed loudly and rubbed her face. "If I let you, will you promise to not sexually harass the science teams?"

Nineteen stared at Haskell. "...I promise to try."

Haskell rolled her eyes and pointed to the ramp. "I take it you can--"

Nineteen turned sideways and leaned Daring towards Haskell. "Lesbian kiss."

Daring ended up bumping muzzles against Haskell's forehead. The two leaned away as Nineteen swung back around. Daring wiggled around, "Nineteen...stop it."

"See, even the native is tired of you!"

Nineteen dropped Daring around his shoulders. "Fine, I'm gonna go fill this pony full of goo. And I'm gonna steal your fucking panties!" Nineteen turned to the massive ramp in a huff. Slowly he waded through ponies, picking out a few to follow him inside. "You, you've got a nice color. You, with the hat, butt fuck time! Slut in the space armor, come on--"

"Fuck you!"

Nineteen shrugged. "Guess I should stick to ponies...." Nineteen grabbed a random pony by the hat and hurried inside. A small herd of around four or five followed him up and into the massive entry of the ship. "Heyo bitches, gonna get fucked today!"

The herd did a bashful cheer and followed the madman towards a small hall. "So who's going first? I vote Daring."

The hick ponies behind him didn't say a thing, all of them too lost in the spectacular white halls, so perfect and unmarked that without Nineteen many would simply get lost in the two way corridor. Daring watched the ponies meander behind her. "I don't think they care."

Nineteen shrugged. "Then what do you think? You wanna watch that stallion with the hat? See...gender diversity and all that shit!"

Daring peeked ahead of Nineteen as they reached a room specifically labeled introductory probing. "I-- oh."

Nineteen hurried over. "What oh-- oh.... I see." Nineteen licked his lips and bit his tongue. "Oh wow, they have different attachments too! Oh my god, we got fucking screwed working for One!" I ran up to the perfect silver table, phallic attachments for the machine sitting on a cart nearby.

Daring made sure the ponies found their way in and hurried up to the table. "So I guess I'm first."

Nineteen let out a strange, guttural, whine. "I'm gonna die, I think I did die." He slumped over the table. "Oh god...the straps go inside the machine when it's not on. Why the fuck did we not have superior strap technology!? This is bullshit!" He slammed his fist into the machine. "Pfffffff, oh well. Girls are gonna want their data, and I love watching your asshole get fii-- fuu-- balls!" Nineteen pressed a button and watched as a long flexible tube braced by a metal arm and capped off in a small rubber plug forced their way out of the machine.

Daring flew up and stood on the table. "Uh, it's just a plug."

Nineteen slowly breathed in through his nose. "They have multi-tiered scanning processes.... This is...this is step one of like five for basic scans." A tear slowly rolled down Nineteen's face. "Oh machine, where were you my entire life?"

Daring poked Nineteen's head with her hoof. "Uh, should you--"

"Don't talk...." Nineteen laid against the machine as the ponies crowded around. "... Alright...assume the position." Nineteen started walking around to a small desk in the corner while Daring spread her legs and braced herself. Nineteen let out a long sigh and started up the table. "Multipul species settings for base forms. Padded straps, fucking assclowns!" He stood up and hurried over to Daring. "Well...consolation mare I suppose."

Daring's legs locked deep into the machine, a strange vibrating sensation shooting up through the underside of her hooves. "Uuuuuuh, this feels weird!"

Nineteen walked around to Daring's backside. "Good weird? Because I can make it good weird." Nineteen pulled the cork down behind Daring's ass. "Alright, tail up."

Daring lowered her head as her legs locked up, slowly turning to jelly as the vibrating restrains turned her muscles to mush. "I don't...thinking...everything buzzy."

Nineteen shrugged and snuck his face up under Daring's tail. Tongue met tail hole for a few moments. Nineteen wiggled himself around Daring's ass for a few moments before pulling back. "Alright, ready to be corked."

Daring lowered her head even further, her hat dipping off and rattling against the floor. "Brain bugging fuzzy, I don't, words."

Nineteen smiled wide as Daring went slack. "Aw...we do suck compared the the space lesbians...." He laughed solemly and pulled the cork behind Daring. "

Subject: Earth

"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....

A Very Special Twelve Episode

"Dude, it's dark as balls out here." Twelve noted to himself as he wandered around the forest One had dropped him off in. "Dude, was not a good idea to just go with a flashlight...dumb dude, dumb."

Twelve walked calmly through the forest, shining his flashing ahead of him and humming to himself. "Hmmm oh, dude, baby how you make me crazy, hmmm, dude, baby how you make me-- Ah fuck!!" Twelve screamed loudly as a large creature nearly bashed his skull. "Dude, the fuck was that!?"

Twelve swung his flashlight around like mad as he started to panic. "Dude I'll club you to death you try anything!"

"Hi." A soft voice came from above the clone, making him jump and throw his arms out, bashing his elbow into a tree.

"Fuu- dude...ow." Twelve fell to his knees as he rubbed his elbow. "Why would you do that, dude!?" He slowly looked around and found a strange looking pony standing infront of him. "Dude...don't fucking do that...." He curled up and clutched his flashlight to his chest. "My heart dude hurts...."

"Hey yeah so...I kinda need that." The pony demanded calmly as she tried to dig her hoof under Twelves arm. "I need your light stick...now...like...now, right now, give it to me."

"Dude, what?" Twelve asked as he pushed the soft haired pony away. "What the hell?!" He flashed the light in the pony's eyes, making her lock up and go wide eyed. Twelve started looking over the strange pony. "Dude, the heck are you?"

The pony was drooling slightly as she stared into the light, pawing lazily with her hoof as she tried to get closer. Twelve moved the light, snapping the strange pony back to reality. "Hey...I was watching that."

"Dude...you were watching a light?" Twelve asked as he covered the flashlight, letting a few narrow slits of light illuminate the strangely furry pony. "What the heck are you, dude?"

The pony followed the light as Twelve moved it around. "Special...pony...moth...."

Twelve scratched his cheek. "Moth dude?"

"Can you give me that bucking light yet?" The moth pony demanded as she pressed her front hooves against Twelve's legs. "Seriously, just give me the light stick."

Twelve looked at the flashlight in his hands, quickly uncovering it and watching as the furry necked pony went docile and stared at the light. "I uh...so...I love you pretty light...." The pony mumbled to herself as she went head to head with the light. "Pretty...."

"Dude, that can't be good for you." Twelve flicked off the light. "Oh man, either I get to sit here in the dark or you get to go blind. Dude, that sucks."

"So...you gonna put the light back on?" The moth pony asked as she tapped Twelve's leg. "I'm sure we can work something out alien thing." The moth pony jammed her hoof into Twelve's stomach. "Uh...that's...where's your dick?!"

Twelve winced as the moth pony searched for his wang, managing to only jab him in the gut instead. "Stop, dude, stop!" Twelve dropped the flashlight and grabbed the strange mare's hooves. "Dude, Jesus that hurt." Twelve stood up and found the flashlight. "One's gonna wanna see you...so...wooo, dude." Twelve turned on the flashlight, catching the mare's attention and leading her slowly back to the ship. "Come on dude, come on, watch the rock."

The moth pony took to her wings and flew slowly after the dazzling light. She muttered to herself and flew expertly despite her unwavering eye contact with the light.

As Twelve walked carefully back to the ship he put the light in a tree and waited for the strange pony to get close. With her transfixed by the light he quickly walked around and grabbed the strange creature. "Whaaa- no!" The moth screamed as she kicked and tried to pull herself free. "No no no no no!"

"Dude, calm- down!" Twelve suffered through a barrage of hooves before biting the mare.

"No-" The mare locked up as Twelve kept a solid grip on her neck, not enough to peirce the skin but just enough to let her know she was caught. "Can't- ove...."

Twelve slowly released his oral grip and gave the mare the light. With the flashlight snugly between the moth's hooves, shining up into her eyes, she went completely docile and let Twelve carry her towards the ship. "Pretty light...."

One sat on the ramp. A large blanket around him and two other ponies. "Dude One, check it out!" Twelve bounced the brainless mare in his arms. "It's like a bug thingy!"

One and the ponies he was with just stared at him. "Twelve...that's great...but...she killed Phileas, she fucking ripped his head off...."

"Dude...what?"

Rose peeked out of the blanket. "She hugged the dolphin so hard the head popped off!"

Lyra squeaked from her curled up place beneath One's arm. "And then the sex happened...the sad, I just murdered a stuffed animal, sex...."

Twelve cringed hard. "Dudes...are you okay?"

"I think she fractured my hip." One mumbled frightfully.

Rose buried her eyes into the blanket. "I tasted princess cum...I never wanted this."

Lyra didn't talk. Twelve, growing curious, asked, "And uh...mint green dude?"

One covered her with the blanket. "She got...uh...they touched horns...and then something else with horns."

"I don't want to talk about it." Lyra moaned as she nestled against One. "Never clean again...."

"Uh...so dude, you want me to...like...probe this thingy?"

"Twelve...you can keep that thing if you want...I don't even care right now."

Twelve looked at the moth mare in his arms. "Um...pet moth pony.... Neat, I guess, dude." Twelve contemplated keeping the mare for himself. He could certainly do it, the way she was transfixed and subdued by a flashlight.

Twelve carried the mare towards his room, walking past a moaning stallion as a vigorous probing session tenderized his cock and ass. Twelve peeked into the room. "Dude, that's gay." he joked to the clone behind the machine.

With his stupid joke made, Twelve walked down the freshly cleaned hall and into his modest quarters. "Moth mare dude?"

The moth mare was completely out of it, staring intently at the light. Twelve dimmed his room light and shut the flashlight off. "Wuagh?" The mare asked as she rubbed her eyes. "What happened, where's the light?"

Twelve stared at the cream colored moth and sat on his bed. "Dude moth, you are freaky looking."

"Where's the light?"

"So...dude moth, you like light?"

The moth nodded. "We can be friends if you want...but I want the light. Please? We can talk if I have light."

Twelve reached under his bed and pulled out a glowing ball. "Hey, check this out, dude." Twelve hit the ball and made it glow and pulse. He handed the less intense light to the moth, making her squeal and cheer as she held the glowing ball in her hooves.

"I don't know what you are, I don't know your name, but I love you. Bringer of pretty lights...I love you." She carried the ball against her chest fluff with her left hoof and walked over to Twelves bed. "I think...I can talk like this...."

Twelve watched the moth pony hop up next to him and stare into the light. "Dude, so you like...you like light I guess?"

The moth looked up at Twelve with a smile. "It's pretty, so thanks." She slid over against Twelve's hip. "So...what are you light bringer?"

Twelve tentatively put his arm around his new friends. "Dude, I'm not a light bringer, I'm just some guy named Twelve!"

The moth balanced the ball on her head and turned to Twelve. "You're name's a number? That's no fun. My name's cool, you should have a cool name. Like light bringer!"

Twelve grew slightly self continuous as he realized just how generic he was. "I mean...I guess. But I've always been Twelve!"

The moth stared at him. "Dude, my name's Connie. Like the tree."

Twelve stared at the mare. "What's a connie tree?"

Connie scrunched up her muzzle. "I- like...like the piney ones!"

"Conifer trees?"

"Yeah, those things!" Connie bounced the flashing ball on her head. "Hey...so Light Bringer, you have anymore of these?"

Twelve rubbed the back of his neck. "Sure." Twelve grabbed a few more balls and tossed the flashing spheres around the floor.

Connie let out a shrill squeal as she dove into the mass of blinking balls. "I love you, I love you pretty light bringer!" Connie wiggled around and stared at the different colored lights and cooed. "Pretty blinking lights!"

Twelve sat back on his bed and laughed happily. "Dude, I'm probably supposed to probe you...gather moth data and stuff...but...that looks like fun." Twelve got off his bed and joined the moth mare on the floor. "Woooooo, dude!" Twelve joined in and bounced the balls around his rooms and joined in the colorful display of light.

Connie and Twelve sent the next few hours in a constant state of light shows and fraternity.