Just a lab ratby ScrapplejackChaptersDay 1Day 2Day 4Day 1My eyes shot open as I felt a wave of heat splash against my face. I can't remember anything. Who am I? Where am I? What do I look like? My vision came back to me, and I could see above me a large, brightly blinding lamp. Above it was concrete supported by what looked like steel beams. My mind was in a haze. I can't focus on anything for to long. I try to lift my head to observe my surroundings, only to discover I can't move. As the realization hit me, I could feel my limbs were strapped down with leather. I cringed as I felt cold metal sting my naked body. I wiggled my hooves and tried to flap my wings in a void attempt to free myself. I opened my mouth, still searching for how to call for help. Instead, I found myself uttering strange words. "Am I?... Where? What'sss... goin' on?" "Fine question, my dear. But I shall be zhe one to ask zhem." A voice with a strange accent replied to me, only to raise more questions. I once again forced my jaws to separate for more verbal exchange. "Huh... Who are you?" I asked the voice, not knowing where it came from. "No no no. Vhat did I just say?" With those words, I felt bolts of electricity running up and down my spine, causing my brain to crash back into consciousness, screams of agony escaping my throat, acoustically bouncing around the room and deafening me. "Now, lets get down to business. I vill ask you a series of questions, und you vill answer zhem honestly, or I vill send 10 volts of electricity surging zhrough your body, am I clear?" "Go to hell!" I retorted aggressively. I felt another jolt as I was shocked to my core, blurring my vision temporarily. When it stopped, it left me hyperventilating, convulsions rocking my body and making me very uncomfortable. "Yes sir." I corrected, not wanting to get electrocuted again. "Now, your name is Rainbow Dash, no?" He asked. "I don't remember." I tell him. "Very good. See how zhis vorks? You tell me vhat I ask, I get my answers, und you don't get electrocuted. It's a vin-vin." He said in an honestly positive tone. "Now, do you remember vhat you look like?" "No." I answered, realizing how odd these questions sounded. "Do you remember zhe names of anyone you used to know? Family, friends, anypony?" "No." "Vhy do you zhink you're here?" "I don't know. Why are you asking me these things?" I asked, praying he wouldn't punish me again. "Vell, it doesn't matter now, because it's over now. Bye-bye!" He replied. I felt a needle penetrate my flank, making me feel light headed. "No, wait! Wha..." I used the last of my energy to utter those words. I drifted into unconsciousness, my last thoughts lingering as I passed out. My name's Rainbow Dash? My eyelids fluttered open slowly, my vision still blurry. That last thought was somehow still in my head, making my mind do loop-de-loops as I kept on thinking it over. My name's Rainbow Dash. I kinda like that. I mean, it's better than anything I could've thought up, right? I could see a white, smooth sealing above. I was definitely in a different room. Maybe that entire experience was just a dream? I felt a very soft surface beneath me. It was very comfortable, and it made me want to snuggle against it. I rolled over, letting me know that I was no longer strapped down. The room I was in was a basic bedroom, with a window that had sunlight beaming from it. There was a wooden dresser sitting against the wall across from me. The walls lacked posters, just a baby blue wallpaper. The door was closed over, appearing to not be locked. The floor was a light brown carpet that looked well vacuumed and maintained. I finally decided to get off of the bed, sitting up and scooting to the edge. My hooves met the carpet, giving me a rather pleasant tingling sensation. I stood up, making me dizzy. I stumbled to the doorway, leaning against it for support. I opened the door, making it creak slowly as it swung. I regained my energy and looked back into the room I was still in. I noticed on top of the dresser was a neatly folded pair of white clothes. I walked over to it and held it in my hooves. I unfolded it, and realized that I was still naked. I put on the white jumpsuit, discovering that it was surprisingly comfy. I walked out the door to the bathroom just across from it. I turned on the sink, taking the water and splashing it over my face, letting it drip down and get my jumpsuit wet. I looked up, to the mirror. So this is what I look like? I have cyan fur, violet eyes, and a rainbow colored mane that I thought looked a bit flashy, but for the most part, not bad. I touched my face, enjoying the feeling of my hoof trailing across the fur of my cheek. It felt satisfying for some reason, and it brought a smirk to my face. I love this! This feels awesome! I have a face! And it's 20% cooler than I thought it would be. Soon I had both my hooves rubbing my still wet cheeks, causing me to experience some sort of face orgasm. And it felt awesome! I kept on doing it for about 10 minutes, until I finally realized that it was probably whatever drug that dude gave me earlier, if that was even real. I walked out of the bathroom and looked both ways. Across from me was the bedroom, to the right was a dead end, to the left was a staircase that went down. I walked down the staircase. At the bottom was a large room, and it had an entire wall of bookshelves. Their was a piano in the middle of the room. The front of the room had a giant window. I gazed out of it, their were trees and a lawn. It looked about midday. I walked over to the piano, and started pressing random keys. I didn't know how to play piano, but it didn't sound that bad. I heard a scratching sound come from the kitchen. I got up to investigate, walking into the doorway that led to the kitchen. Their was a weird breathing sound coming from one of the cupboards, I walked towards it and opened it. And there, in the cupboard, was a naked, terrified pegasus filly. She had a purple mane and orange fur. She hid her face behind her knees, and she was shaking with fright. She momentarily looked up at me with those afraid purple eyes. She screamed and immediately ducked back in. "I'm not gonna hurt you." I cooed softly, trying to reassure her that I wouldn't. She just looked at me, still terrified at the very sight of me. What was she afraid of? I mean, I know I look terrible, but not that terrible! I could tell she wasn't going to talk to me. So I just sat on the counter waiting for her to come out. I sat there for what felt like hours, but their were no clocks so I couldn't tell. She finally came out and stood there. I tried to get up and look at her, but as soon as I moved she ran up stares as fast as she could. "No, wait! I won't... hurt you." She had already disappeared up the staircase. I went upstairs to find her hiding under the bed. I bent down to bring her eye-to-eye with me. I tried to reach out to her, but she sunk even deeper under the bed. I pulled my hoof back, not wanting to isolate her more. Who is she? I don't know, why but for some reason I felt like I had to help her. We had sat there for what felt like hours. I made her some oatmeal and brought it up to her. She simply took it and began wolfing it down like no tomorrow. "Hey. Where's my thank you?" I asked. She didn't stop eating. She ate it without a spoon even! She kept on eating nonstop until there was nothing left. Then she looked up at me with a grateful look. Oh, so I get a look but not a thank you? Then it hit me. "You can't talk, can you?" I asked. She looked at me for a second, and then she shook her head. How can she not talk? She looks about 9 years old! What the fuck? We stayed silent for the rest of the night. I crawled into the bed, which was big enough for the two of us, but she wouldn't get in bed with me. I had to sleep on the floor for the night. Day 2I looked around the dark room, silent as our flight instructor, Spitfire, gave the briefing. The projector gleamed in her eyes, but somehow she was able to go on without having to shield them. I looked to my left. My wingpony, Thunderlane, was sitting next to me. He had an enthusiastic look on his face, paying attention to Spitfire with anticipation. Me, on the other hoof, my mind was elsewhere. I couldn't stop thinking of how far I had gotten in the program. When I signed up, I never would've thought that I would get this close to being promoted. This was our last training sortie. Oh shit! That's why Thunderlane's listening! I looked at Spitfire. She was explaining that we were doing a routine combat scenario over the Capital District. I reckon the tall buildings will make it difficult to do low altitude maneuvering. Great. I woke up on the floor of the bedroom. That was a weird dream. Who were those ponies, and how did I know their names? And why am I on the floor?! Oh, right. I turned to check on my tiny orange roommate. She wasn't on the bed anymore. I don't know why, but for some reason this concerned me. I got off of the floor and walked out into the living room. I heard a sizzling sound coming from the kitchen. I walked in to find that the little filly was making pancakes. She didn't seem to know I was here, so I quietly left the room, not wanting to startle her. I sat in the living room, looking at some of the books that were there. Their was a whole lot of weird shit, but it was at least something to read. I picked out a red book with golden lettering called History of the virus, and it was written by somepony named A.K. Yearling. Odd name, but yet again, all of them sounded like they were written by some creepy asshat living in his moms basement. I opened it to the first page and began reading. It started out explaining something about the effects of some virus, and how to avoid being infected. It said that the first sign you had it was an extreme cough and sneezing, soon the effects would become more violent, progressing to vomiting constantly and extreme nausea. After a few weeks it would finish you off with seizures, followed by total organ failure. Sounded pretty serious. I read on to the part about how to shield yourself from it, and it said that this part was very important because there was no lasting cure. It said that the strain was transmisible via being exposed to ponies who already have it, duh, no big surprise there. It was advised to stay indoors and come in contact with nopony else. What the fuck? That can't be right. My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of my roommate placing a platter of about three pancakes on the piano a few feet away from me. "Thanks." I said as she walked upstairs herself to eat the two pancakes she made for herself. I waited until she was out of the room to go get my plate, which was still sitting on the piano, waiting for me to eat it without utensils. I walked to the plate and began eating. My stomach was full, and I could feel my food digesting. The filly had disappeared upstairs to eat, and she hadn't come down since. I looked out the window. The sun was still rising, and it was pretty early still. Suddenly, I began to feel very light headed. I got up from the chair, stumbling and eventually landing on the floor. I was drifting out of consciousness. I could here my heart beat lowering. My eyes closed slowly. The last thing I remember hearing was the muffled noise of my roommate screaming and panicking upstairs. I woke up, finding myself in the room I began in. That same bright lamp burning my face, the same cold metal under my once again naked and strapped down body. I could tell there were more in the room. I could hear their breathing. I was startled when a head with a white surgical mask popped into my peripheral vision. I could tell she was female, and she had straightly flowing hair, and a white cap atop her head, and she was a light blue. "Doctor Hide, she's awake." She said. "Good. Now we can get started." A clear masculine voice replied from nowhere. It wasn't the same one from before. "Hand me the laser." The head disappeared and I could make it out walking towards my flank. I could see a light pink hoof from an unknown source giving her a small reflective cylinder. I could see the top of her torso up as she flicked a red switch on the side of the cylinder, and it made a faint humming sound. "Beginning incision on the right flank." She said in a formal tone that made me uncomfortable for some reason. "Hey! What ar-AAAAAHHHH!" I screamed in agony as I could feel the most powerful and concentrated burning feeling of my life. I couldn't see exactly what she was doing, but I could see a bright red light omitting from somewhere near her hoof. I cringed as I could feel the searing pain work its way up to near my cutie mark. It suddenly stopped, and she put the device down and picked a small metallic sphere. She held it up to where I felt the pain, and I could finally feel the numb wearing off. I moaned as the feeling of a large, burnt gash along my flank hit me out of nowhere. "Inserting the monitor." She said. I felt her hoof plunge into the hole on my flank. I cringed in discomfort as she moved her hoof around inside my plot, finally stopping near my pelvic bone. She took her hoof out, the device no longer in it. She must've put it in me. "What the fuck did you just put inside me?!" I demanded in frustration. There was no answer. The mare at my side now held an odd looking thing in her hand, it was shaped a little like a banana, and it was white. She held it up to the hole, and placed it against me. I felt something sharp spearhead into my skin, but I didn't make a sound, I was to out of energy. I felt it again, and again, and each time the device made a little clicking noise. She stopped after doing it about eight times, placing the device on a table where she put the others. "It's finished." She said, walking out of my field of view. "Good. Leave us. I'll put her to sleep." A few seconds later, I heard a hissing sound and two sets of hooves leaving the room. It hissed again, leaving silence in its wake. I could here hoof steps approaching me. I squirmed violently, attempting to break my bonds. I stopped as a grinning face appeared before me. He was the male voice. He was a red pegasus with black hair and blue eyes. He looked me straight in the eyes devilishly, licking his lips and continuing to smile with almost childlike excitement. "I've been waiting for this. You look delicious." He said in a tone that made me feel very insecure. "Bite me, assho-" I was cut off as he put his mouth to mine. I could feel his slimy tongue lapping at mine. He forcefully made out with me until he needed to breathe. He reseeded, leaving me to cough up his own saliva. He undid my head strap. This was my chance! I gathered all my strength into my neck muscles as he leaned towards me again, and thrust at him with my head, planting a headbutt powerful enough it made me to dizzy to move. Noticing that my head was now free, I looked over to see that pervert leaning against the wall and bleeding from his nose and grunting in pain. "You little fucker!" He said in anger, reaching for the red button next to the large metal door near him, and pushed it. Seconds later, two large, equine shaped, metal robots came into the room, looking at him and then at me. I got a sinking feeling in my stomach as one of them came towards me. He picked up a syringe on the way, and I felt a pinch as he stuck it in my chest. I was out in seconds. I felt a small hoof prodding my cheek. My eyes slowly fluttered open, revealing my location on the bed again. My filly roommate was standing next to the bed, poking my face in a slightly irritating manner. I didn't lash out at her though, I just sat there looking at her for a second. Her young face was comforting form some odd reason. It gave me a strange sense of responsibility. "Hey. What happened?" I asked idly in a soft voice. She looked at me with an almost concerned expression. I reached my arm out to touch her back, but as soon as she saw my hoof being extended to her, she took a step back. I pulled my hoof back, not wanting to scare her off. This was going to take a while. Day 4I walked down the white hallway in a single file line, Thunderlane right behind me. We turned the corner, we were walking towards the hangar. We continued walking for about 20 feet, stopping at the double door where two MPs were standing. We turned to face commander Spitfire, who was leaning against the wall opposite us. I looked to my left, seeing Thunderlane looking down but in my direction. "Quit staring at my ass!" I hissed at him. He immediately looked up and faced forward. I looked to see Spitfire glaring at me suspiciously. "What's so important?" She asked. "Uhm... nothing." I started sweating while she looked me dead in the eyes. I got the sudden gut feeling that if I didn't come up with a good excuse, I was fucked. I awoke to the feeling the fuzziness of the carpet beneath me. My eyes adjusted to the darkness of the room surrounding me. It was still night time, I just couldn't tell what time it was. I thought about it long enough that I almost didn't notice him. I looked up to find a familiar looking figure looming in the darkness, standing over me menacingly. His pants were down and he had an erection, and I could see his eyes looking at me. He lunged at me, and I tried to scream only for his hoof to meet my mouth. "Shhhhh. You left me hanging back there. And now no one can help you." He let out a devilish laugh and used one of his forelegs to grab my left one, still keeping my mouth shut. He twisted, my muffled screams of pain failing to escape as he broke it. I couldn't get off of the floor now. I watched him walk over to the dresser and picked up a cloth. He walked towards me and wrapped it around my mouth so I couldn't make a sound. "That's better." I heard a ripping noise as he tore a hole in my pants and bent down to my level. I felt his cockhead come in contact with my clit, and plunge in to my pussy. He kept it in there for a few seconds, sighing out of what seemed like ecstasy and closing his eyes to enjoy the feeling of my warm marehood surrounding his penis, until he began to slowly pull it out half way, but not entirely. He thrusted again, and again, pulling it out and repeating the process. I began to shake as he continued to rape me, the semen now flooding from my vagina and onto the carpet. He was looking me in the eyes and grinning wildly, and at some point my life flashed before my eyes, all 56 hours of it. The sick bastard kept on for a few minutes until he felt satisfied. "That was nice." He said, somewhat drained from the experience. He turned his head to the sound of a little suppressed squeak to the right of us. It was the filly, and she had apparently awoken, sitting up and staring from me to the rapist, a terrified shock in her eyes as her mouth hung open. I looked at the face of the rapist to find that he had an innovative glint in his eyes. He climbed off of me and walked over to the filly, who froze and panicked as he did so. He put his hooves on her hair, and she screamed in pain as he lifted her from the bed and threw her onto the floor. She simply stayed still, covering her face and whimpering. "Shhhhhhhh, don't worry, you'll be alright if you don't squirm!" He said, followed by an amused chuckle. I felt tears burn my eyes as he tore her clothes clean off and penetrated her virginity with his erect, cum covered cock. She screamed and struggled to free herself from his weight baring down on her, but to no use. He fucked her for what seemed like an eternity. He stopped and took a deep breath, and looked at me. I couldn't do anything about it, and he knew it. He gave me a perverted wink and turned back to the orange filly trapped under him. "You see? Nothing went wrong." He got off of her momentarily and stood up in front of her. I was still bound to the floor due to my recent handicap. He gazed at the filly and adopted a straight face. "Okay, now stand up." The filly refused to do as she was told and shook her head defiantly at the rapist. "Stand up!" He yelled at her as he kicked her in the torso. She was now coughing and rasping from the impact. A few seconds later, she hadn't even recovered when she stood up on two legs out of fear of being beaten again. She leaned against the wall, still sort of dazed. "Goood." He said. He lunged at her, taking her by surprise and shoving his dick into her mouth. He pulled in and out, and the look on her face as he did it made me wanna feel sick! She looked at me with those terrified purple eyes, causing the tears to come back as I indignantly looked the other way. It made me feel so fucking terrible! I'm gonna kill this guy when I get the chance! Isaac sipped on his white coffee mug, the glow of the security monitors radiating his muddy green fur and grey mane, his bright green eyes reflecting the light. He looked from one end of the row of screens to the other, grazing for any sort of trouble. He took another sip of his coffee, bigger than usual, only to spit it out onto the jumble of screens, making little dots of unusual coloring everywhere. His eyes had rested upon one of the screens off to the left middle, displaying the unexpected image of a certain Dr. Hide raping test subjects RD-78 and Scoot-A-Loo. RD-78 was lying on the floor and sobbing with what appeared to be a broken upper appendage, and Scoot-A-Loo was being mouth fucked against the wall with Hide on top of her. As much as Isaac would enjoy a little bit of free porn, it was his duty to stop it. And besides, if he could, he would just rape them himself. He put down his mug and reached for the red button that allowed his voice to be heard everywhere in the underground facility. I glanced back in the direction of the rapist and the filly to find him pulling his cock out of her mouth, sperm still dripping from his penis and her lips. She coughed up a rather hardily sickening amount of his semen along with a bit of vomit that had been mixing with it. "Not bad, huh?" He said looking at her. She looked at him with an expression of burning hatred that I never thought somepony her age could muster, and saved the last of semen in her mouth, and spat it out right into his eyes. He stumbled back temporarily and grunted as the white substance stung his eyes. He almost immediately recovered and wiped it from his eyes, looking at her with anger. He walked towards her and raised his hoof, slamming down onto her head and knocking her to the floor. She cried in pain as she lay on her belly, helpless to whatever he wanted to do with her next. He knelt down onto her again, and put his dick into her anus. The filly let out a wine and cringed in discomfort as his cock penetrated her asshole. He fucked her in the ass for a few minutes, smearing shit onto his dick, but he didn't care. He continued to anally rape her until a scratchy, piercing, familiar voice broke the atmosphere of relative silence through an unknown speaker. "Hide! Vhat zhe fuck are you doing?!" It asked in frustration. The rapist didn't even stop. He just responded while fucking the filly. "I couldn't take it anymore! They were just to... fucking hot!" Hide replied. "Get out of zhere! Zhat is an order!" The voice was now screaming at the top of his lungs. I recognized it. It's the same voice I heard when I woke up, the first thing I remember. "NO!" Hide responded defiantly, almost like a foal. "Fine! Guards! Dr. Hide! Arrest him! He's in holding habitat RS-43, with test subjects RD-78 and Scoot-A-Loo!" The voice boomed at an almost deafening volume. Seconds later, those same metal ponies stormed in and dove at Hide, who was still on top of the filly. They each grabbed one of his arms and began to drag him away, and eventually out of the room. They hadn't even looked at us. It's like we weren't even there. I looked at the filly. The voice had called her Scootaloo, or something like that. That must be her name. I turned it over in my head, again and again, attempting to rap my head around what just happened. I couldn't bring myself to it. "So... that's your name?" I asked in calm voice. She had gotten up and was now leaning over my exhausted body. She looked at me for a few seconds, a look that said Are you alright? on her face. She paused and collected herself, and finally responded to the question with a nod. So it was, her name is Scootaloo. "Alright, Scootaloo. Can you help me up?" I asked in a tone that didn't reveal how shaken up I truly was. She grabbed my unbroken arm and helped pull me upright. For the first time since I first met her, we actually slept in the same bed that night. I could feel her warm body still shaking with fear. I was as scared as she was, I just suppressed it because I didn't want to worry her. Suddenly, more of those weird protective feelings hit me. What was this? I'm not her mom! I have no idea why, but, a very small part of me... wanted to be. "Vhat zhe literal fuck is vrong vizh you?!" Isaac was pacing around the room and chewing out Hide for what he had done. Hide was being held in place by the same two Equinoids that had subdued him in the first place. "I'm sorry. I just... needed to let out some tension." Isaac turned to Hide with a look of pure frustration. Hide braced for impact as Isaac walked towards him while the Equinoids held him in place. "You. Don't. Let. Out. Tension. On. My. Test. Subjects!" Isaac punched Hide in the face with every word. "Am I understood?" Isaac asked in a harsh tone. "Yes... sir!" Answered Hide in a begrudging grunt. "Do you know vhy? You could've fucked up zhe entire experiment. You got RD-78 pregnant, and if zhe fetus gets late enough in development, zhen it could cut off her parental instincts tovard Scootaloo, and zhat's exactly vhat ve don't vant to happen! Plus, now ve have to conduct an abortion, vhich ve vouldn't have to do if you hadn't gone, and fucked it all up! Got it?" "Yes, sir." Hide responded. "Very good. Now go! Your stench pollutes my office!" The Equinoids holding Hide let go of him, and he stood up slowly, still dizzy from the beating he received. "And vipe all zhat shit off your penis! It's unsanitary!" Isaac ordered as Hide left the room. "You two! Leave me. I need to zhink." The two Equinoids left the room as ordered. Isaac rubbed his forehead and sat down at his desk. He glazed the monitors one last time to check that nothing else had gone wrong, and it was all normal. He reached for the red button again, clicked it, and made an announcement. "Vould Redheart please report to my office, ASAP." A few minutes later, a white earth pony with blue eyes wearing the uniform that all of staff wear. She stood up straight and formal like, in front of her superior. "You called me, sir?" She asked. "Vhy, yes. You see, Hide has, vell... raped, test subjects RD-78 and Scoot-A-Loo, and has allegedly impregnated RD-78. And you, being zhe psychologist, have to fix it. I vant you to have appointments vizh zhem every morning. I need you to get zhem back on track, okie dokie?" Isaac looked at Redheart with those piercing green eyes. "Yes, sir." She suppressed the shaking in her voice. "Good! Don't screw zhis up, newbie. I'm counting on you. First appointment as soon as zhe abortion procedure is finished." Isaac turned back to the screens, confident that the newest cast of the laboratory wouldn't completely fuck up everything.
Day 1My eyes shot open as I felt a wave of heat splash against my face. I can't remember anything. Who am I? Where am I? What do I look like? My vision came back to me, and I could see above me a large, brightly blinding lamp. Above it was concrete supported by what looked like steel beams. My mind was in a haze. I can't focus on anything for to long. I try to lift my head to observe my surroundings, only to discover I can't move. As the realization hit me, I could feel my limbs were strapped down with leather. I cringed as I felt cold metal sting my naked body. I wiggled my hooves and tried to flap my wings in a void attempt to free myself. I opened my mouth, still searching for how to call for help. Instead, I found myself uttering strange words. "Am I?... Where? What'sss... goin' on?" "Fine question, my dear. But I shall be zhe one to ask zhem." A voice with a strange accent replied to me, only to raise more questions. I once again forced my jaws to separate for more verbal exchange. "Huh... Who are you?" I asked the voice, not knowing where it came from. "No no no. Vhat did I just say?" With those words, I felt bolts of electricity running up and down my spine, causing my brain to crash back into consciousness, screams of agony escaping my throat, acoustically bouncing around the room and deafening me. "Now, lets get down to business. I vill ask you a series of questions, und you vill answer zhem honestly, or I vill send 10 volts of electricity surging zhrough your body, am I clear?" "Go to hell!" I retorted aggressively. I felt another jolt as I was shocked to my core, blurring my vision temporarily. When it stopped, it left me hyperventilating, convulsions rocking my body and making me very uncomfortable. "Yes sir." I corrected, not wanting to get electrocuted again. "Now, your name is Rainbow Dash, no?" He asked. "I don't remember." I tell him. "Very good. See how zhis vorks? You tell me vhat I ask, I get my answers, und you don't get electrocuted. It's a vin-vin." He said in an honestly positive tone. "Now, do you remember vhat you look like?" "No." I answered, realizing how odd these questions sounded. "Do you remember zhe names of anyone you used to know? Family, friends, anypony?" "No." "Vhy do you zhink you're here?" "I don't know. Why are you asking me these things?" I asked, praying he wouldn't punish me again. "Vell, it doesn't matter now, because it's over now. Bye-bye!" He replied. I felt a needle penetrate my flank, making me feel light headed. "No, wait! Wha..." I used the last of my energy to utter those words. I drifted into unconsciousness, my last thoughts lingering as I passed out. My name's Rainbow Dash? My eyelids fluttered open slowly, my vision still blurry. That last thought was somehow still in my head, making my mind do loop-de-loops as I kept on thinking it over. My name's Rainbow Dash. I kinda like that. I mean, it's better than anything I could've thought up, right? I could see a white, smooth sealing above. I was definitely in a different room. Maybe that entire experience was just a dream? I felt a very soft surface beneath me. It was very comfortable, and it made me want to snuggle against it. I rolled over, letting me know that I was no longer strapped down. The room I was in was a basic bedroom, with a window that had sunlight beaming from it. There was a wooden dresser sitting against the wall across from me. The walls lacked posters, just a baby blue wallpaper. The door was closed over, appearing to not be locked. The floor was a light brown carpet that looked well vacuumed and maintained. I finally decided to get off of the bed, sitting up and scooting to the edge. My hooves met the carpet, giving me a rather pleasant tingling sensation. I stood up, making me dizzy. I stumbled to the doorway, leaning against it for support. I opened the door, making it creak slowly as it swung. I regained my energy and looked back into the room I was still in. I noticed on top of the dresser was a neatly folded pair of white clothes. I walked over to it and held it in my hooves. I unfolded it, and realized that I was still naked. I put on the white jumpsuit, discovering that it was surprisingly comfy. I walked out the door to the bathroom just across from it. I turned on the sink, taking the water and splashing it over my face, letting it drip down and get my jumpsuit wet. I looked up, to the mirror. So this is what I look like? I have cyan fur, violet eyes, and a rainbow colored mane that I thought looked a bit flashy, but for the most part, not bad. I touched my face, enjoying the feeling of my hoof trailing across the fur of my cheek. It felt satisfying for some reason, and it brought a smirk to my face. I love this! This feels awesome! I have a face! And it's 20% cooler than I thought it would be. Soon I had both my hooves rubbing my still wet cheeks, causing me to experience some sort of face orgasm. And it felt awesome! I kept on doing it for about 10 minutes, until I finally realized that it was probably whatever drug that dude gave me earlier, if that was even real. I walked out of the bathroom and looked both ways. Across from me was the bedroom, to the right was a dead end, to the left was a staircase that went down. I walked down the staircase. At the bottom was a large room, and it had an entire wall of bookshelves. Their was a piano in the middle of the room. The front of the room had a giant window. I gazed out of it, their were trees and a lawn. It looked about midday. I walked over to the piano, and started pressing random keys. I didn't know how to play piano, but it didn't sound that bad. I heard a scratching sound come from the kitchen. I got up to investigate, walking into the doorway that led to the kitchen. Their was a weird breathing sound coming from one of the cupboards, I walked towards it and opened it. And there, in the cupboard, was a naked, terrified pegasus filly. She had a purple mane and orange fur. She hid her face behind her knees, and she was shaking with fright. She momentarily looked up at me with those afraid purple eyes. She screamed and immediately ducked back in. "I'm not gonna hurt you." I cooed softly, trying to reassure her that I wouldn't. She just looked at me, still terrified at the very sight of me. What was she afraid of? I mean, I know I look terrible, but not that terrible! I could tell she wasn't going to talk to me. So I just sat on the counter waiting for her to come out. I sat there for what felt like hours, but their were no clocks so I couldn't tell. She finally came out and stood there. I tried to get up and look at her, but as soon as I moved she ran up stares as fast as she could. "No, wait! I won't... hurt you." She had already disappeared up the staircase. I went upstairs to find her hiding under the bed. I bent down to bring her eye-to-eye with me. I tried to reach out to her, but she sunk even deeper under the bed. I pulled my hoof back, not wanting to isolate her more. Who is she? I don't know, why but for some reason I felt like I had to help her. We had sat there for what felt like hours. I made her some oatmeal and brought it up to her. She simply took it and began wolfing it down like no tomorrow. "Hey. Where's my thank you?" I asked. She didn't stop eating. She ate it without a spoon even! She kept on eating nonstop until there was nothing left. Then she looked up at me with a grateful look. Oh, so I get a look but not a thank you? Then it hit me. "You can't talk, can you?" I asked. She looked at me for a second, and then she shook her head. How can she not talk? She looks about 9 years old! What the fuck? We stayed silent for the rest of the night. I crawled into the bed, which was big enough for the two of us, but she wouldn't get in bed with me. I had to sleep on the floor for the night.
Day 2I looked around the dark room, silent as our flight instructor, Spitfire, gave the briefing. The projector gleamed in her eyes, but somehow she was able to go on without having to shield them. I looked to my left. My wingpony, Thunderlane, was sitting next to me. He had an enthusiastic look on his face, paying attention to Spitfire with anticipation. Me, on the other hoof, my mind was elsewhere. I couldn't stop thinking of how far I had gotten in the program. When I signed up, I never would've thought that I would get this close to being promoted. This was our last training sortie. Oh shit! That's why Thunderlane's listening! I looked at Spitfire. She was explaining that we were doing a routine combat scenario over the Capital District. I reckon the tall buildings will make it difficult to do low altitude maneuvering. Great. I woke up on the floor of the bedroom. That was a weird dream. Who were those ponies, and how did I know their names? And why am I on the floor?! Oh, right. I turned to check on my tiny orange roommate. She wasn't on the bed anymore. I don't know why, but for some reason this concerned me. I got off of the floor and walked out into the living room. I heard a sizzling sound coming from the kitchen. I walked in to find that the little filly was making pancakes. She didn't seem to know I was here, so I quietly left the room, not wanting to startle her. I sat in the living room, looking at some of the books that were there. Their was a whole lot of weird shit, but it was at least something to read. I picked out a red book with golden lettering called History of the virus, and it was written by somepony named A.K. Yearling. Odd name, but yet again, all of them sounded like they were written by some creepy asshat living in his moms basement. I opened it to the first page and began reading. It started out explaining something about the effects of some virus, and how to avoid being infected. It said that the first sign you had it was an extreme cough and sneezing, soon the effects would become more violent, progressing to vomiting constantly and extreme nausea. After a few weeks it would finish you off with seizures, followed by total organ failure. Sounded pretty serious. I read on to the part about how to shield yourself from it, and it said that this part was very important because there was no lasting cure. It said that the strain was transmisible via being exposed to ponies who already have it, duh, no big surprise there. It was advised to stay indoors and come in contact with nopony else. What the fuck? That can't be right. My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of my roommate placing a platter of about three pancakes on the piano a few feet away from me. "Thanks." I said as she walked upstairs herself to eat the two pancakes she made for herself. I waited until she was out of the room to go get my plate, which was still sitting on the piano, waiting for me to eat it without utensils. I walked to the plate and began eating. My stomach was full, and I could feel my food digesting. The filly had disappeared upstairs to eat, and she hadn't come down since. I looked out the window. The sun was still rising, and it was pretty early still. Suddenly, I began to feel very light headed. I got up from the chair, stumbling and eventually landing on the floor. I was drifting out of consciousness. I could here my heart beat lowering. My eyes closed slowly. The last thing I remember hearing was the muffled noise of my roommate screaming and panicking upstairs. I woke up, finding myself in the room I began in. That same bright lamp burning my face, the same cold metal under my once again naked and strapped down body. I could tell there were more in the room. I could hear their breathing. I was startled when a head with a white surgical mask popped into my peripheral vision. I could tell she was female, and she had straightly flowing hair, and a white cap atop her head, and she was a light blue. "Doctor Hide, she's awake." She said. "Good. Now we can get started." A clear masculine voice replied from nowhere. It wasn't the same one from before. "Hand me the laser." The head disappeared and I could make it out walking towards my flank. I could see a light pink hoof from an unknown source giving her a small reflective cylinder. I could see the top of her torso up as she flicked a red switch on the side of the cylinder, and it made a faint humming sound. "Beginning incision on the right flank." She said in a formal tone that made me uncomfortable for some reason. "Hey! What ar-AAAAAHHHH!" I screamed in agony as I could feel the most powerful and concentrated burning feeling of my life. I couldn't see exactly what she was doing, but I could see a bright red light omitting from somewhere near her hoof. I cringed as I could feel the searing pain work its way up to near my cutie mark. It suddenly stopped, and she put the device down and picked a small metallic sphere. She held it up to where I felt the pain, and I could finally feel the numb wearing off. I moaned as the feeling of a large, burnt gash along my flank hit me out of nowhere. "Inserting the monitor." She said. I felt her hoof plunge into the hole on my flank. I cringed in discomfort as she moved her hoof around inside my plot, finally stopping near my pelvic bone. She took her hoof out, the device no longer in it. She must've put it in me. "What the fuck did you just put inside me?!" I demanded in frustration. There was no answer. The mare at my side now held an odd looking thing in her hand, it was shaped a little like a banana, and it was white. She held it up to the hole, and placed it against me. I felt something sharp spearhead into my skin, but I didn't make a sound, I was to out of energy. I felt it again, and again, and each time the device made a little clicking noise. She stopped after doing it about eight times, placing the device on a table where she put the others. "It's finished." She said, walking out of my field of view. "Good. Leave us. I'll put her to sleep." A few seconds later, I heard a hissing sound and two sets of hooves leaving the room. It hissed again, leaving silence in its wake. I could here hoof steps approaching me. I squirmed violently, attempting to break my bonds. I stopped as a grinning face appeared before me. He was the male voice. He was a red pegasus with black hair and blue eyes. He looked me straight in the eyes devilishly, licking his lips and continuing to smile with almost childlike excitement. "I've been waiting for this. You look delicious." He said in a tone that made me feel very insecure. "Bite me, assho-" I was cut off as he put his mouth to mine. I could feel his slimy tongue lapping at mine. He forcefully made out with me until he needed to breathe. He reseeded, leaving me to cough up his own saliva. He undid my head strap. This was my chance! I gathered all my strength into my neck muscles as he leaned towards me again, and thrust at him with my head, planting a headbutt powerful enough it made me to dizzy to move. Noticing that my head was now free, I looked over to see that pervert leaning against the wall and bleeding from his nose and grunting in pain. "You little fucker!" He said in anger, reaching for the red button next to the large metal door near him, and pushed it. Seconds later, two large, equine shaped, metal robots came into the room, looking at him and then at me. I got a sinking feeling in my stomach as one of them came towards me. He picked up a syringe on the way, and I felt a pinch as he stuck it in my chest. I was out in seconds. I felt a small hoof prodding my cheek. My eyes slowly fluttered open, revealing my location on the bed again. My filly roommate was standing next to the bed, poking my face in a slightly irritating manner. I didn't lash out at her though, I just sat there looking at her for a second. Her young face was comforting form some odd reason. It gave me a strange sense of responsibility. "Hey. What happened?" I asked idly in a soft voice. She looked at me with an almost concerned expression. I reached my arm out to touch her back, but as soon as she saw my hoof being extended to her, she took a step back. I pulled my hoof back, not wanting to scare her off. This was going to take a while.
Day 4I walked down the white hallway in a single file line, Thunderlane right behind me. We turned the corner, we were walking towards the hangar. We continued walking for about 20 feet, stopping at the double door where two MPs were standing. We turned to face commander Spitfire, who was leaning against the wall opposite us. I looked to my left, seeing Thunderlane looking down but in my direction. "Quit staring at my ass!" I hissed at him. He immediately looked up and faced forward. I looked to see Spitfire glaring at me suspiciously. "What's so important?" She asked. "Uhm... nothing." I started sweating while she looked me dead in the eyes. I got the sudden gut feeling that if I didn't come up with a good excuse, I was fucked. I awoke to the feeling the fuzziness of the carpet beneath me. My eyes adjusted to the darkness of the room surrounding me. It was still night time, I just couldn't tell what time it was. I thought about it long enough that I almost didn't notice him. I looked up to find a familiar looking figure looming in the darkness, standing over me menacingly. His pants were down and he had an erection, and I could see his eyes looking at me. He lunged at me, and I tried to scream only for his hoof to meet my mouth. "Shhhhh. You left me hanging back there. And now no one can help you." He let out a devilish laugh and used one of his forelegs to grab my left one, still keeping my mouth shut. He twisted, my muffled screams of pain failing to escape as he broke it. I couldn't get off of the floor now. I watched him walk over to the dresser and picked up a cloth. He walked towards me and wrapped it around my mouth so I couldn't make a sound. "That's better." I heard a ripping noise as he tore a hole in my pants and bent down to my level. I felt his cockhead come in contact with my clit, and plunge in to my pussy. He kept it in there for a few seconds, sighing out of what seemed like ecstasy and closing his eyes to enjoy the feeling of my warm marehood surrounding his penis, until he began to slowly pull it out half way, but not entirely. He thrusted again, and again, pulling it out and repeating the process. I began to shake as he continued to rape me, the semen now flooding from my vagina and onto the carpet. He was looking me in the eyes and grinning wildly, and at some point my life flashed before my eyes, all 56 hours of it. The sick bastard kept on for a few minutes until he felt satisfied. "That was nice." He said, somewhat drained from the experience. He turned his head to the sound of a little suppressed squeak to the right of us. It was the filly, and she had apparently awoken, sitting up and staring from me to the rapist, a terrified shock in her eyes as her mouth hung open. I looked at the face of the rapist to find that he had an innovative glint in his eyes. He climbed off of me and walked over to the filly, who froze and panicked as he did so. He put his hooves on her hair, and she screamed in pain as he lifted her from the bed and threw her onto the floor. She simply stayed still, covering her face and whimpering. "Shhhhhhhh, don't worry, you'll be alright if you don't squirm!" He said, followed by an amused chuckle. I felt tears burn my eyes as he tore her clothes clean off and penetrated her virginity with his erect, cum covered cock. She screamed and struggled to free herself from his weight baring down on her, but to no use. He fucked her for what seemed like an eternity. He stopped and took a deep breath, and looked at me. I couldn't do anything about it, and he knew it. He gave me a perverted wink and turned back to the orange filly trapped under him. "You see? Nothing went wrong." He got off of her momentarily and stood up in front of her. I was still bound to the floor due to my recent handicap. He gazed at the filly and adopted a straight face. "Okay, now stand up." The filly refused to do as she was told and shook her head defiantly at the rapist. "Stand up!" He yelled at her as he kicked her in the torso. She was now coughing and rasping from the impact. A few seconds later, she hadn't even recovered when she stood up on two legs out of fear of being beaten again. She leaned against the wall, still sort of dazed. "Goood." He said. He lunged at her, taking her by surprise and shoving his dick into her mouth. He pulled in and out, and the look on her face as he did it made me wanna feel sick! She looked at me with those terrified purple eyes, causing the tears to come back as I indignantly looked the other way. It made me feel so fucking terrible! I'm gonna kill this guy when I get the chance! Isaac sipped on his white coffee mug, the glow of the security monitors radiating his muddy green fur and grey mane, his bright green eyes reflecting the light. He looked from one end of the row of screens to the other, grazing for any sort of trouble. He took another sip of his coffee, bigger than usual, only to spit it out onto the jumble of screens, making little dots of unusual coloring everywhere. His eyes had rested upon one of the screens off to the left middle, displaying the unexpected image of a certain Dr. Hide raping test subjects RD-78 and Scoot-A-Loo. RD-78 was lying on the floor and sobbing with what appeared to be a broken upper appendage, and Scoot-A-Loo was being mouth fucked against the wall with Hide on top of her. As much as Isaac would enjoy a little bit of free porn, it was his duty to stop it. And besides, if he could, he would just rape them himself. He put down his mug and reached for the red button that allowed his voice to be heard everywhere in the underground facility. I glanced back in the direction of the rapist and the filly to find him pulling his cock out of her mouth, sperm still dripping from his penis and her lips. She coughed up a rather hardily sickening amount of his semen along with a bit of vomit that had been mixing with it. "Not bad, huh?" He said looking at her. She looked at him with an expression of burning hatred that I never thought somepony her age could muster, and saved the last of semen in her mouth, and spat it out right into his eyes. He stumbled back temporarily and grunted as the white substance stung his eyes. He almost immediately recovered and wiped it from his eyes, looking at her with anger. He walked towards her and raised his hoof, slamming down onto her head and knocking her to the floor. She cried in pain as she lay on her belly, helpless to whatever he wanted to do with her next. He knelt down onto her again, and put his dick into her anus. The filly let out a wine and cringed in discomfort as his cock penetrated her asshole. He fucked her in the ass for a few minutes, smearing shit onto his dick, but he didn't care. He continued to anally rape her until a scratchy, piercing, familiar voice broke the atmosphere of relative silence through an unknown speaker. "Hide! Vhat zhe fuck are you doing?!" It asked in frustration. The rapist didn't even stop. He just responded while fucking the filly. "I couldn't take it anymore! They were just to... fucking hot!" Hide replied. "Get out of zhere! Zhat is an order!" The voice was now screaming at the top of his lungs. I recognized it. It's the same voice I heard when I woke up, the first thing I remember. "NO!" Hide responded defiantly, almost like a foal. "Fine! Guards! Dr. Hide! Arrest him! He's in holding habitat RS-43, with test subjects RD-78 and Scoot-A-Loo!" The voice boomed at an almost deafening volume. Seconds later, those same metal ponies stormed in and dove at Hide, who was still on top of the filly. They each grabbed one of his arms and began to drag him away, and eventually out of the room. They hadn't even looked at us. It's like we weren't even there. I looked at the filly. The voice had called her Scootaloo, or something like that. That must be her name. I turned it over in my head, again and again, attempting to rap my head around what just happened. I couldn't bring myself to it. "So... that's your name?" I asked in calm voice. She had gotten up and was now leaning over my exhausted body. She looked at me for a few seconds, a look that said Are you alright? on her face. She paused and collected herself, and finally responded to the question with a nod. So it was, her name is Scootaloo. "Alright, Scootaloo. Can you help me up?" I asked in a tone that didn't reveal how shaken up I truly was. She grabbed my unbroken arm and helped pull me upright. For the first time since I first met her, we actually slept in the same bed that night. I could feel her warm body still shaking with fear. I was as scared as she was, I just suppressed it because I didn't want to worry her. Suddenly, more of those weird protective feelings hit me. What was this? I'm not her mom! I have no idea why, but, a very small part of me... wanted to be. "Vhat zhe literal fuck is vrong vizh you?!" Isaac was pacing around the room and chewing out Hide for what he had done. Hide was being held in place by the same two Equinoids that had subdued him in the first place. "I'm sorry. I just... needed to let out some tension." Isaac turned to Hide with a look of pure frustration. Hide braced for impact as Isaac walked towards him while the Equinoids held him in place. "You. Don't. Let. Out. Tension. On. My. Test. Subjects!" Isaac punched Hide in the face with every word. "Am I understood?" Isaac asked in a harsh tone. "Yes... sir!" Answered Hide in a begrudging grunt. "Do you know vhy? You could've fucked up zhe entire experiment. You got RD-78 pregnant, and if zhe fetus gets late enough in development, zhen it could cut off her parental instincts tovard Scootaloo, and zhat's exactly vhat ve don't vant to happen! Plus, now ve have to conduct an abortion, vhich ve vouldn't have to do if you hadn't gone, and fucked it all up! Got it?" "Yes, sir." Hide responded. "Very good. Now go! Your stench pollutes my office!" The Equinoids holding Hide let go of him, and he stood up slowly, still dizzy from the beating he received. "And vipe all zhat shit off your penis! It's unsanitary!" Isaac ordered as Hide left the room. "You two! Leave me. I need to zhink." The two Equinoids left the room as ordered. Isaac rubbed his forehead and sat down at his desk. He glazed the monitors one last time to check that nothing else had gone wrong, and it was all normal. He reached for the red button again, clicked it, and made an announcement. "Vould Redheart please report to my office, ASAP." A few minutes later, a white earth pony with blue eyes wearing the uniform that all of staff wear. She stood up straight and formal like, in front of her superior. "You called me, sir?" She asked. "Vhy, yes. You see, Hide has, vell... raped, test subjects RD-78 and Scoot-A-Loo, and has allegedly impregnated RD-78. And you, being zhe psychologist, have to fix it. I vant you to have appointments vizh zhem every morning. I need you to get zhem back on track, okie dokie?" Isaac looked at Redheart with those piercing green eyes. "Yes, sir." She suppressed the shaking in her voice. "Good! Don't screw zhis up, newbie. I'm counting on you. First appointment as soon as zhe abortion procedure is finished." Isaac turned back to the screens, confident that the newest cast of the laboratory wouldn't completely fuck up everything.
