"Mooriella?" Applejack called into the dark night. "Mooriella? Where are ya?"
The moon cast its pale light onto the fields near Sweet Apple Acres where its resident cow population dwelled. One of whom was currently missing; Mooriella had for almost a week now reporting seeing strange lights in the sky, moving unlike any shooting star known to ponykind. Or cattlekind, for that matter. Tonight, she'd apparently wandered off in search of it.
She never came back, and the other cows were now worried. And so Applejack with the rest of the Apple family were looking for it. Or at least she thought they were; she hadn't seen heads or tails of any of the others since they'd set out, and now it was early in the morning, as Luna's moon began to sink to make way for Celestia's sunrise. Applejack was tired, but determined to find her associate.
The night air was cold, and Applejack let out a sigh of resignation. There wasn't exactly a plethora of places that the errant cow could be; the pasture was by definition flat, and although Applejack was always polite, she was willing to admit to herself that Mooriella wasn't the smallest calf in the barn
She tripped over a root sticking up out of the ground. "Consarnit," she cursed as she stood back up and dusted herself off, not looking up until it was too late.
A gust of wind buffetted her. She put a hoof on her head to keep her hat from blowing away, as she looked around at the unusual weather pattern. It was as if a miniature twister was forming around her. A bright light shot out of the sky, landing right on her, nearly blinding her.
"What in tarnation?" she exclaimed, suddenly feeling light on her feet. She looked down, as the ground suddenly fell away from her. She struggled, bucking and whinnying as the light drew her towards itself. "Hey, lemme go!"
It did it not, and swallowed her up. Both pony and light vanished, as a silver barrier irised shut over the lightsource and its prisoner. A silver saucer hung suspended in the air, before zipping off.
Inside, Applejack found herself in quite the predicament. She was currently secured on a cold metal slab, belly-down with her legs curled up under her and her rump sticking up at a most undignified angle. Worse yet, she couldn't figure out how she was being detained. There were no visible straps, chains or other such restraits; she simply could not move, save for impotent wiggling.
She looked around. She was in a dark room, save for the light which still shown directly down on her. There were tall, gangly creatures in the shadows, behind cylindrical pedistals about waist-high to them which radiated strange, mesmerizing green patterns from their top. One stepped further in front of the pedistal, and Applejack got a good look at her captor.
It was tall, yes, about eye-level with Princess Celestia. It was also gangly, looking stretched out almost to the point of being deformed. It had long arms, like a minotaur's, but they were likewise too long and thin for the comparison to be accurate, and almost looked as though they had more joints. It's head was large, and round, with black, almond shaped eyes that peered at her with cold intelligence and unfathomable purpose.
"Hey y'all!" Applejack hollered at the highest voice she could manage. "Ya'll'd better let me go! Ahm an Element! I got powerful friends! I know the princesses. All four of 'em!" Her voice grew less defiant and more desparate as she went. "So, if'n y'all know what's best for ya, you'll turn me loose right pronto!"
The being did not seem to care. It waved its hands through the light, and a whirring noise rose in pitch from behind Applejack. She struggled to turn her head behind her, and immediately wished she hadn't.
There was a large, terrifying contraption situated directly behind her. It had multiple different scary-looking implements jutting off of it, and seemed to be built around a large clear jar the kind of which lab experiments were kept in, the sort featured on low-budget horror films. One of its arms swung around towards AJ. On its end there was a large, conical drill head, with a fine-grain spiral that looked rounded off. It began to spin slowly, and descended towards its target.
Specifically, Applejack's butthole.
"Naw..." she said in growing horror as it loomed closer and closer, descending with torturous slowness. "Naw, turn that thing off! I don't want anything stuck up mah butt! I ain't Rar—uugghhh!!!"
The tip of the drill slid into AJ's tightly-puckered pony plot, the soft grooves in the drill digging into the rubbery flesh of her rim. Lime-green fluid seeped out of her anus; lubricant pumped in by the drill. The cone slowly drilled in, its shape forcing the pony's scphincter wider and wider. Applejack's eyes bulged open, her pupils the size of pinpricks as she bit her lip, experiencing firsthand a genuine alien anal probe.
The drill increased in speed, though not in rate of penetration. Instead, it held in position, its grooves massaging Applejack's tight puckered rim. This produced a wet slurping/squelching noise, and more of the green lube spilled out, splattering all over AJ's buttcheeks. The rate produced vibrations, which caused said tightly-muscled buttcheeks to jiggle in an aesthetically pleasing manner.
"Da-oh-ah-oh-ahh-oohh-aaaah-ooooh..." Applejack vocalized. By now, her eyes had completely derped, even moreso than Ponyville's rather well-known pegasus inhabitant. She in no way welcomed her current predicament, but she was starting to understand the appeal.
At once, it stopped, and reversed its direction. The drill pulled out, causing lube to squirt from the penetrated plothole. It continued to drip for a moment, while Applejack panted heavily. The drill had done its task, and now AJ's anus was dilated to a diameter of approximately an inch, though it continued to twitch and spasm, causing tremors to wrack her posterior.
"That... that it?" Applejack said shakily. "This y'all's idea of a good time? Snatchin' away innocent ponies, 'n molesting them in their rumps? This how ya get yer kicks?" What little bravado that was returning to her quickly fled again as the machine once more began to whir behind her. "Ah guess not..." AJ muttered, trying to mentally prepare herself for the next ordeal.
The drill arm retracted, and another arm swung around to align itself with the pony plothole. This one appeared to have some sort of hose on a reel affixed to it, with a healthy amount spooled behind. It was a translucent green, and had a narrow tip with some sort of apeture on the end. It was covered in spiral grooves, but was more like a screw or auger than the drill had. All and all, it somewhat resembled a hollow plumber's snake.
"Mah plumbin' ain't clogged!" AJ exclaimed in protest as the probe descended once more to her plughole. It began to spin again, and slowly began to work its way into her rectum. The drill before had relaxed and expanded the muscles, allowing it to easily slide in, filling her rectum completely and working its way up her colon. She didn't feel any pain at this point, but rather an uncomfortable sense of fullness, as though she was constipated. This began to quickly pass as well, as the grain of the snake massaged her inner passage.
She looked back, examining the massive length of probe that was slowly unspooling into her lower intestinal tract. "That must be a mile long! There's no way in Tartarus yer gonna be able to fit all of that up mah butt!" She said. Once again, her tormentors did not respond in any way.
The rotation rate increased steadily, with it the rate of insertion and consequently the amount of stimulation Applejack's ass was recieving. Once more, her cheeks began to jiggle from the vibration, and she let out a low moan. "Oooh... woah nelly..." She felt a rather immodest moistness dripping from her marehood. She tried to move a hoof, but quickly found it was useless to try to fight the invisible restraint the aliens had her under.
"H-hey!" She tried to speak up over the whirr of the probe. "Yer perverted contraption's done got me heated, and Ah can't even rub off! That's downright inconsiderate!" She didn't particularly think this would have an effect on them, and so was surprised when one of the creatures cocked its head, and waved a hand through the green patterns that they seemed so intrigued by.
A second arm rose up, taking a position beneath the first. Applejack blinked as she saw what was on the end of it; very clearly a dildo. "Why in tarnation do you have one of those on yer machine?" she asked, perplexed. They didn't answer; instead the dildo descended and penetrated her snatch, then began to thrust in a steadily increasing tempo until it matched the anal probe's rate, vibrating as it did so.
"Aaaaaaahhhhh...." AJ's eyes rolled back in bliss as her tongue lolled out of her mouth, drooling onto the metal slab. Her entire body rocked as much as it could with the thrusting, while all the while the probe went deeper and deeper. It didn't take long for Applejack to forget her surroundings, her captors, or whatever nefarious purposes they had for her perfectly sculpted pony plot. Instead, all she could concentrate on was the feeling of being double penetrated.
"Ahhh... ahhh... ohhh... oooooh... oooooo.... AHHH.... Ahm gonna cum... AHM GONNA CUM... AHMM CUMMINNN!!!" Applejack cried out as her marehood squirted out a profuse amount of femme-jizz, mixing it with the green lube that was still dribbling out of her butthole.
Her basking in the afterglow was quickly cut short by a painful rumbling in her stomach, followed by an exceptionally sore throat. "Hey y'all, I ain't feeling so-urrk!!" Her words were cut short as the probe found its way out of her mouth, hanging there in front of her muzzle. Her eyes bulged once more as she looked at the thing, realizing it had gone all the way through her.
The rotation came to an end, and her captors pondered their patterns for a moment. The probe reversed, pulling back into her mouth, then she felt a sharp strange feeling at the base of her skull. "What the hay?" she muttered at the entire situation. It was all too much for her to grasp at the moment, least of all while being skewered.
A series of objects began to move down the hollow length of the tube; spherical beads each emerald green and about one-and-a-half inches in diameter. AJ grunted as they passed through her now thoroughly abused anus, each one briefly stretching the hole out even further. They zipped through her to their destination, and the probe began to retract. Applejack filled a pressure at the base of her skull, almost like a lump inside of her head. As she felt the probe leaving her body, she began to feel similar lumps forming down her spine.
"Y'all done put something inside me..." Applejack said, shaking as the last of the probe's length pulled out of her rectum. "What didya do to me..." There was a whir, and the last arm aligned itself with her butthole. She looked back.
A large raygun-like device was currently pointed at the aliens' usual method of entry into her body. It whined in an increasingly high pitch, then began to shoot a steady beam of green light up her ass. Her backside became transparent, glowing as though illuminated from within, showing off various pony internal organs. The beam began to move up her body, revealing her spine. The emerald beads the probe had deposited inside of her were currently oozing their way through her tissues, to affix themselves onto her spinal column. They began to blink in a pattern that shot down the length of her body.
The beam eventually arrived at its destination, Applejack's head, causing her skull to become transparent, revealing another emerald orb affixed to the base of her brain. Her brain began to change, taking on a greenish, translucent tint as though it were made of jello.
"Mahh... my brain is melting!" Applejack said one last time as the cerebral mass began to ooze down her throat, pulled by the green beam. Her eyes rolled up and her head lolled out to the side, as a puddle of drool formed beneath. Her partially liquified brain, encased in a protective suspension, traveled down her digestive tract, eventually reaching her rectum. A now debrained Applejack moaned like a zombie as her thinker was pulled out of her crapper. Her buttcheeks tightened as she actually pushed it out, producing a loud wet pop.
The emerald orb still clung tightly to the organ, blinking steadily. A pair of mechanical arms gently lifted the brain, and placed it in the jar in the middle of the probing device. A series of wires and tubes then affixed themselves to it. As one last parting gesture, the probing machine injected a syringe into the base of AJ's taildock.
The aliens examined their newly acquired brain, and the now brainless pony. One walked up to her, its eyes betraying no emotion. Picking up the farmpony's trademark stetson hat, it placed it squarely on her empty head. It then stepped back, and the floor irised open. Applejack was then levitated down, and placed back on the Equestrian soil...
"Applejack!" Apple Bloom's voice cried out through the evening air.
Applejack's eyes blinked, groggily. She groaned as she sat up, looking around. Her little sister was running to her, looking very worried. "Uggh.. Apple Bloom?" she asked the smaller filly. "What happened?"
"We've been looking for you all day long!" The filly says. "Ya weren't here in the mornin' fer chores, so we figured ya musta spent the night lookin' fer Mooriella. But ya weren't in yer room, and nopony in town's seen ya since yesterday!"
Applejack grunted as she stretched, feeling her joints pop. "Sorry to keep y'all worried," she said, wincing, "but the truth is, I dunno where I've been. Last Ah remember, Ah was still lookin' fer that missin' cow. Then, things get all... blurry."
"Well, we'll have ta git ya indoors, 'n have Granny Smith look ya over," Apple Bloom said, the sense of relief on her palpable.
"Well, alright then, guess we'll just hafta-" AJ stood up, and wobbled dizzily. "Suddenly Ah feel all... light-headed."
Thousands of feet above, the aliens circled around a tank containing the farmpony's brain. The devices rigged to allow her to control her body remotely were functioning perfectly, and the prudent safeguards were all in place. The aliens began their study in earnest, and Applejack went out her day blissfully unaware of the fact that her most important organ was missing.
Holograms appeared as the aliens studied their procedure, and refined it using the data they were recieving from their newly acquired specimen. A three-dimensional image of Applejack's butt appeared, and the aliens replayed their extraction procedure, modifying it slightly. Then, they produced an image of another butt, and began to simulate the procedure on that one.
A lavender butt with a pink-striped tail and a six-pointed star emblazoned on it.
Author's Note
Yes, so now this is a thing.
And yes, this is in the same continuity as Tentacle Tryst, if I ever decide to do anything with that. No promises.
Anyway, leave a message if you want to see another member of the Mane Six have an encounter of the erotic, possibly consensual variety. I'm open to... well, keep it within reason.
