“Oh, you’ve heard about my invention?” Vinyl looks around to make sure you’re alone. “Who told you? Nevermind! Just try not to tell anypony, I don’t have the patent yet.”

“Inventio—”

“Shh! This way.”

Vinyl uses her magic to grab you by an ear and drag you into a dark room at the back of the bar. “Hey!”

“Alright, it’s in here.” She flips on the lights, revealing a room full of audio equipment, wires, and a chair with leather cuffs on it. A thin plastic covers the chair.

“Whoa.” You walk around the chair, amazed by it. “What’s this?”

Vinyl just laughs. “I think it’s better to experience that first-hoof. Just climb in.”

You raise an eyebrow, but decide this high-tech sex-toy should be worth it. Once you climb into the reclining chair, you turn around and sit down. The chair seems normal enough, and is quite comfortable.

Something whirs to life and the leather straps tighten down around your legs, pinning them to the chair. You tug at them to test their strength, and they are too tight to budge an inch. “Oh, kinky.”

“You haven’t seen the best part.” Vinyl presses a button and the chair stretches you out until you’re laying down and raises your legs. You can’t see what she is doing, but you feel something cold and wet press against your ass.

“Whoa, hold on—GAH!” A large invader slides into your ass, making you tighten up on reflex. It pops into place and the large butt plug is now stuck there.

Before you can make any further protest, another invader slips into your pussy, and is locked in place by some sort of belt. “Awww yeah!”

“Vinyl—”

“Shh, you talk too much.”

As you open your mouth yell at her, a thick black gag is jammed into it and strapped around your head. “Mmph!”

Vinyl clips two nipple clamps onto your tits, making you yelp in pain. She then lowers some sort of collar down over your head. Her magic brings your forelegs to your side and clips them onto the belt at your side that holds the dildos in place. She then buckles your hind legs together.

A layer of plastic is laid over you, and tucked into the collar around your neck. You struggle to get free, but can’t do more than roll slightly onto your left side.

The machine whirs to life again, and all the air is sucked out of your plastic sleeve. The pressure builds until you feel the plastic cling to every inch of your body. You make a slight creaking sound when you wiggle now.

Something buzzes to life at a slow pace, and you realize the nipple clamps have begun to vibrate. Soon the dildo and butt plug vibrate as well, and then in unison all four electrocute you.

“Almost done,” Vinyl says. She levitates you off the chair and into a small closet attached to the room. It is padded and dark, and you seem to see one other occupant in the room. It is a white unicorn with blue hair, strikingly similiar to Vinyl. She is in a daze, lost completely in her own world.

The cords running from your shrink-wrapped sleeve are plugged into the wall. You look at Vinyl, who smiles and starts to inflate the gag in your mouth. A moment later, you’re tongue is pinned down and you can hardly breathe.

“Oh, I don’t know how you heard about my operation but it’ll be the last thing you ever hear. This is my sensory deprivation room, and you, my delicious morsel, will feed me your love until you wither and die.”

The imposter Vinyl flashes her eyes green with changeling magic. A large padded pair of headphones are lowered over your ears, a heavy bassline thudding in it. She fastens it tightly to your head, then attachs a blindfold to it.

You can no longer see and the only thing you hear is the loud music, drowning out noise. Then you notice the vibrators in your groin seem to respond to the music. The deeper the bass, the quicker they vibrate. The higher notes seem to control the nipple vibrators.

As you squirm you feel a hoof caressing your chest, and a tingling. The changeling is feeding off your emotion, sucking out what little love you currently had to offer.

A moment later you’re left alone in your pitch black world, bucking against the vibrating invaders. You find a way to push the dildo in a little deeper, and feel a buzzing against your clit. A second later, a strong electric jolt disrupts your orgasm.

Once you recover from the shock, you begin to climb back towards an orgasm as the vibrators pulse to the beat. Unfortunately, the changeling keeps her word and you spend the rest of your short life riding the edge, never once reaching climax.

Author's Note

The End

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p.s. I'd still let her wub me anytime. One man's bad end is another's wet dream.