Author's Note

I don't know why I thought this would be a fun idea, but while scanning over the story, for the umpteenth time, looking for various mistakes, I started to remember how all of this came together. I figured I'd jot down my thoughts while writing. I don't know why. XD Just an experiment, I guess. Hey, maybe some folks want to see the process of how this all came together, and maybe it'll help me clarify some of the ways I think, to make things smoother in the future. Basically, this is what I remember thinking while writing this chapter.

Milked Mares (The Process) (Bonus)

Things were different now. She tried to ignore it- but she couldn't. A persistent mystery, gnawing at every twist and turn of her day. From the time she got up, took a shower and had breakfast, Twilight found herself completely lost inside of her own head. Who kept kidnapping her? Why return her to the library in the morning? Why only take her at night? Why the machines, why the laboratory, why her?! It didn't make any sense, and the pieces of the puzzle were mysteries all on their own. Why were the machines made for the purpose of pleasuring a mare? Who designed them? How could they be so dreadfully, terribly, perfectly accurate? It's like the- Opening paragraph to establish where Twilight is during the story. Allude to the potential mystery and the first actual concept of the plot. Introduce that Twilight is being returned to her library. and she has working functional memories of the night before, but still unable to piece together how this is happening to her, or why.

"TWILIGHT!" The fourth time Spike hollered in her ear. She turned towards him with a distant, bewildered expression and forced an uneasy smile. Introduce Spike as an actual character with dialog. Establish him as a staple point to let the reader know this is indeed happening in the current universe. (Lots of stories (My own included) Tend to leave spike out of the situation when clop is involved.

"Yes?! Yes? Um, yes, I'm sorry, Spike I was ...um...W-what did you want, again?" She asked, flashing him a practiced smile of innocence. Even though it had been crafted through years of telling mother she wasn't practicing magic in the house, Spike was not so easily fooled.Idle nod to memories of childhood, relating in not being allowed to practice magic in the house. I like that. Keep this.

"You've been staring at that bookshelf for ten minutes. Are you going to put those away?" He asked, jerking a claw towards the smallish stack of books Twilight had been stocking the shelves with. She peered at them, and then him, then smiled quietly. Character analysis. Twilight gets lost in thought often, especially when something is bothering her. Keep this in mind for future chapters/ paragraphs.

"Yes. I am. I was just lost in thought, thats all."

"You've been doing that a lot lately, whats up? Are you okay?"

"Well, I..." She trailed off, biting at her lower lip. How on earth did you explain the situation to a baby dragon? Taken against her will for the most pleasurable sex she'd ever had only to be dropped back into her normal life without anything to show for it other than exhaustion? That sounded like one of the stories Rarity lined her bookshelves with. No pony would believe her, even if she told anypon- wait? Was that a clue? Part of the plan?! The situation was far to surreal to be anything but a fabrication of a lonely librarian with an itch to scratch but what if that was the entire point? Who would believe her? The guards? As if she'd tell them in the first place. Princess Celestia? She'd be told she was working to hard and get some rest. Her friends would just think she was horny and Spike wouldn't have a clue what she was talking about anyway. Another puzzle, another dead en- People keep asking why Twilight just doesn't go to the princess. Aside from it ruining the clop by "Okay, everything is fixed, snap of the fingers" It takes away from the story. Come up with a better reason why Twilight hasn't done so. >.< Touch on this later.

"TWILIGHT!" Spike hollered again, snapping his claws in front of her face. Once again her eyes focused on the baby dragon.

"Y-yes, what were we talking about? I'm sorry Spike, I'm, um, I'm tired." Twilight mumbled quietly. She pointed a hoof towards the door and shot Spike another one of her uneasy smiles.

"I'm going to take a walk. I think I need some fresh air, okay? I'm sorry, Spike, I'll be back, don't worry." She announced, before hustling out of the library with a groan. What was she going to do... Hint. Needs fresh air. Allude to the gas being pumped into the house here.

Outside it was cheerful and sunny. A fresh spring day with ponies bouncing about the town left and right going about their normal, daily routines. The sort of day Twilight would enjoy if she were on a picnic or heading out somewhere with her friends, but the town had changed too. They were no longer innocent friends and neighbors. Any one of them could be in on Twilight's kidnapping, and all of this was just an act to fool her into letting her guard down again. No. No, no, no, there's no need to get paranoid, Twilight. This is what they want, snap out of it! You're logical, you're studious, and you're good at puzzles. Calm down and just take a walk like you told Spike. Red Herring: Imply it is possible for one of Twilight's friends to be in on this. Will be even more of a red herring when Rainbow Dash appears. Twilight is getting paranoid.

She took a deep breath and strolled out into the town square, forcefully marching ahead, one hoof in front of the other. Keep it together, Twilight. None of your friends are perverted psychos kidnapping you in the middle of the night for mind numbing sex. Mark that off your check list right now. Occam's razor. Focus. There are clues here. There is a method to this madness, and you're going to find it! Love the Nod to Occam's Razor. The exact sort of thing Twilight would think of. We're keepin that one.

She took her stroll around the town, casually wondering if she should stop somewhere along the way to chat with her friends. Maybe she could gather insight from one of them, even if she weren't directly seeking it out. She'd long learned that her friends, strangely enough, had a remarkable way of helping solve her problems, even indirectly. But this wasn't the sort of problem she felt comfortable talking about. What was she supposed to say, she was being milked for her juices but she had to admit that she liked it? Really liked it. Was that it? Was that why she was having such a hard time putting the pieces together? Her subconscious sabotaging her investigation because deep deep deep down, she was loving it? She only had a few dates while living in Canterlot. Even less when she became a dorky teenager. She'd expected her raging hormones to fade away but even nerdy science girls had needs. Needs that weren't met and were coming out in full force now? No. NO. Damn it, it was some sort of psychological assault! She was an adult, not some teenager driven by her loins. She could control this. She was in charge, and sh-Character study: Try to keep Twilight in character here. She's a brainy scientist, with some conflicts. She's not supposed to like being raped, and it's a principal of the matter that's upsetting her. Make sure to bring this up again. Moral conflicts of the situation bothering her greatly.

The thwack to the side of her head brought her back to her senses in full, the momentary dull burst of pain was enough to pull the image together of Rainbow Dash who was floating in front of her and looking irritated. Like the idea that Rainbow often hovers just a few feet off the ground. Good for character. Keep doing this.

"Uh...hey Rainbow. " She sputtered quietly. Rainbow Dash rolled her eyes and touched down daintily on her hooves next to Twilight.

"First of all, you've been staring into the fountain for the last ten minutes. Are you okay?" She asked slowly. Twilight glanced around. Indeed she was standing in front of the fountain in the town's square, carried away by her thoughts. She gave Rainbow a shy, dazed smile and nodded her head. Establish Rainbow Dash as an actual character with more than a few lines of dialog. Also establish Rainbow cares for her friend, by Rainbow noticing Twilight zoning out and asking "Are you okay." The first thing she says.

"Yeah. I'm just, I've got this puzzle that I'm trying to work out in my head, and it's really...ya know...hard. "She muttered. A half truth, of sorts. It really was a puzzle, and it was something she was trying to work out. Puzzles frustrated Rainbow Dash, which meant she was less likely to follow up on it with questions. To her fortune, Rainbow didn't even seem to register her response. The pegasus looked strangely sheepish today- her full on bravado and boisterous attitude had been substituted for the quiet demeanor of a certain yellow pegasus. Now it was her turn to ask. Even if she was dealing with one problem, it didn't mean she couldn't try to help with others.

"Hey. Are you okay? You're not normally this quiet." Twilight asked, scanning the blue pony over. Rainbow Dash had frizzled hair- more so than usual, and bags under her eyes. The sort of look Twilight ended up with when she pulled all nighters under the Princess's test weeks. Slowly, Rainbow bit at her lower lip, and offered Twilight a nervous smile. Establish that Twilight also cares for Dash. Twilight notices Dash being quiet, and asks her the same question.

"Look, Twi, canni ask you a favor? It's gonna sound really crazy, but , just, hear me out and please don't ask questions, okay? " Rainbow mumbled softly. Now this was definitely different- something immediately piqued Twilight's interest and set off a red flag at the same time. She gave a silent nod, and perked her ears. To her surprise, Rainbow was starting to blush- the acrobat so bold and boyish turned a cute shade of pink and rubbed a hoof over her head.

"Can we um...go...to your basement? You've got a lab down there, right? I just sorta wanna check something." She stammered. Twilight's eyes widened. Since when was Rainbow Dash interested in the slightest about science or laboratories? What could she possibly have to check? Why was she blushing. To many coincidences. Play it out. Take it slow. Observe and react. Twilight nodded her head with a forced smile. Complicated: Establish that Rainbow Dash is having similar 'dreams' as Twilight does. It's why Rainbow Dash wants to see the laboratory, to make sure it isn't the same one she's dreaming about. Rainbow Dash suspects Twilight has something to do with this, thus her "Don't ask questions." Dash isn't very good at keeping to being subtle.

The laboratory in Twilight's basement was small and not nearly as expansive as she sometimes wished it would be. Or could be. Still, for what few machines and experiments she worked with, it managed to suffice. She slowly opened the door, and began to trot down the steps with Rainbow nervously following behind. Casually, and subtly as possible, Twilight slid the door shut with a little burst of telekinesis. Idle hint: Twilight shuts the door hoping for Sexy times with Rainbow Dash. For some reason, her heart was racing in her chest. Excitement over the prospect of new clues! A chance to tell someone what was happening to her! Or maybe being in a lab was just starting to trigger automatic excitement in the pony. Sheepishly, Twilight found herself rubbing her thighs together while Rainbow Dash looked around. Was it Rainbow Dash? The one kidnapping her every night, so eager to pleasure her until she had an exhausting, squealing orgasm?! She shook the thoughts away. It was more of that psychological conditioning. Focus. Hint that the gas is still in effect back at the library. Twilight is easily being turned on, and she's starting to fall under it's effects again. Hint at this gently by having Twilight rub her thighs together or looking at Rainbow Dash. This is also what will prompt Twilight to talk to Rainbow Dash about the situation.

"So...uh...what did you need to look at?" Twilight asked, her mouth suddenly dry. Rainbow, however, simply seemed to stare into the distance, peering at all of her lab equipment in confusion. She opened her mouth to speak, paused, and then simply shook her head.

"Uh...nothing. I'm sorry. It's not the same, I was just...never mind. It's cool. Thanks, Twilight." Rainbow quipped with a dismissive shake of her head- but when she tried to head upstairs, Twilight was quick to jump in front of her.

"W-Wait, can we maybe talk for a minute?" She asked nervously. Rainbow Dash tilted her head, and then turned away from her with a faint pink glow on her cheeks.

"Y-Yeah sure...but...you know I can smell that...right?" She asked quietly- almost shyly. Her voice a demure little squeak from its usual haughty tone. Twilight tilted her head in confusion at her sudden response and frowned. Gas is still in effect. Indicate it is effecting both of them by having them both blush and act shy around each other. (( Reveal it's Gas in next Chapter ))

"Smell...what?" She asked. Rainbow Dash coughed again.

"That." She stammered. It took Twilight a few moments before she realized what it was. The basement wasn't terribly large and one or two ponies had enough space to move around, but no more than that. That being said, being in the laboratory was bringing back an awful lot of recent memories, and those memories were having a very specific reaction. Squeezing her thighs together again, Twilight turned a dark shade of crimson, and turned her back to Rainbow Dash, the two facing away from one and other, blushing wildly.

"S-Sorry...I...Things have been really weird, lately. " She mumbled, and Rainbow Dash gave another sheepish cough and nodded her head. Twilight, however, felt a little bit better when she heard the tiny smile in Rainbow's voice when she next spoke.

"Y-Yeah. Me too. I...Twilight, do you know anything about dreams?" She asked. Purple pony ears perked curiously and she slowly turned around to peer at Rainbow Dash.

"Dreams?" She asked. Rainbow scuffled a hoof on the floor, and her face turned an even deeper shade of red. She nodded her head slowly, and swallowed a lump in her throat.

"Y-Yeah. I've been having these really, um, vivid dreams, lately. I don't know why, but they're...uh...intense." She said slowly. Twilight's heart started racing again- wildly and uncontrollable in her chest.

"Dreams about a laboratory." Twilight asked. Rainbow's ears perked in alarm, as if some secret was suddenly out in the open that she'd been keeping forever.

"Strapped to a table...a...machine that's touching you?" She asked nervously. Now the smell was powerful, the growing musk of two aroused mares mingled together in the room, as if some sort of scented tango of heat. Rainbow had blushed brighter and brighter still, until she resembled a plumped tomato.

"H-how do you know about those?" She asked, shying back, her voice filled with a nervous tension, like she were ashamed of herself. Twilight could relate and she took a deep breath.

"Me too." Was all she said, and gasped when Rainbow turned about, squeezing her tightly in a relieved hug.

" I thought I was goin' crazy!! I mean, I've never ever had dreams like that before, and I'm not the only one, and..."She caught herself before getting too excited and took at step back, more and more relief washing over her features. Things were going to change, Twilight was the smartest pony she knew- if anyone could figure this out, it was her!Good. Lightly establish Rainbow Dash is falling for Twilight, (Or has fallen for her)

"Alright, calm down. First we have to compare experiences, whats been going on. We can fix this!" Twilight squeaked, her voice rising higher and higher with barely contained excitement. This was exactly what she was looking for- and in Rainbow Dash no less! Rainbow Dash rubbed the back of her head, looking around the laboratory and Twilight- who looked like a filly on Hearthswarming.

"Uh...Right now?" She asked hesitantly. Twilight wildly nodded her head, already prancing about the room to collect note books and quills.

"Yes! Yes, everything you can remember! The entire situation! Twilight exclaimed, sitting down and holding her paper and quill at the ready. Rainbow Dash blushed vividly again and rubbed her shoulder with a hoof. She had to admit, the 'dreams' had been driving her crazy, but she wasn't totally sure she wanted to explain them to Twilight in full detail.

"I...uh..."She sputtered and stopped, shaking her head in embarrassment. Twilight drew up on her hind legs and pressed her hooves against Rainbow's shoulders.

"Rainbow. Please. This is important. This is crucial to us discovering whats going on and I for one would really, REALLY like to find out whats been happening to me. Please?" Twilight begged quietly. Drawing in a deep breath, Rainbow Dash closed her eyes. It was easier if she didn't have to stare at Twilight while she revealed her situation.

Time for the clop scene in the form of a flash back. Use Lightning Dust or Gilda. Make it kind of blurry, like it was a memory, but only for a few sentences. Also Establish Dashie's Musk fetish. Important to establish fetishes affecting protagonists. Make Dashie secretly submissive. Also make Dashie REALLY about the Musk. (Revisit this later) Describe the Laboratory as the same as Twilight wakes up in, meaning they've kidnapped Rainbow Dash as LEAST once. Link them together by the smell, in which Dash describes it as smelling "Mediciny." (Is that even a word? Well...I'll use it. It sounds like something Rainbow Dash would say.)
"I wake up in a laboratory. It's big, and it kinda smells like, mediciny, ya know? Kinda like cleaning stuff. It's really um, big and its got these silvery plates all over the walls. I had a dream that I was strapped to a table, but only once. I think. I can't really remember too good, but I didn't like it. I couldn't move, you know, Pegasi don't like enclosed spaces or being held down. Anyway, after that, we're always in the locker rooms. " She explained. Twilight tiled her head. Not quite what she was expecting, but every word was jotted down faithfully with her quill.

"Locker Rooms?" She asked. Rainbow nodded quietly. <3 Bring up the character reminder that Twilight is still a nerd. She's not familiar with Locker Rooms at local gyms.

"Yeah, you know, at the gym? ...Errr, I guess you wouldn't. There are rooms there to take a shower after a work out, so you know, you don't smell all sweaty and musky for the rest of the day. "She explained. Twilight raised an eyebrow, but nodded none the less. This was definitely different...

"So, um, anyway I'm in there, and I'm just stepping into the shower, but before I can, someone...uh...They uh...Ahem...t, this is just between us, right? Right Twilight?" She asked quietly, cheeks turning a dark shade of rose again. Twilight instantly pressed a foreleg against Rainbow and gave her a solemn nod. Rainbow Dash squeezed her eyes shut again, squirming where she was sitting.

"So, then Gilda comes up behind me and grabs my butt. "She forced each word out slowly, taking a heavy breath before trying to speak again.

"And uh, its been a while since I've seen her and she's soaked and all sweaty and...she says it's pay back time. And I don't know what she's talking about, and I tried to tell her that we didn't need to fight, but she doesn't care. She's way stronger than me, and she pulls me over and wraps her arms around me and forces my face under her arm....w, where it's all sweaty ya know? And I can't...I can't do anything but breathe and she smells so, so, so good. I mean, it's gross and it's musky, but it's...I'm really really turned on. And she makes me lick, um, lick her there, for a while, before she tosses me to the floor. Now she's smelling me all over, and she can tell that I'm really hot and she- she says I have the sweatiest little pussy she's ever seen and I'm super embarrassed and totally turned on and then she makes me eat her out. She's really sweaty there, too, and it's kind of like a swamp. And, I can hardly breathe and she's sitting on my face, right, backwards? Big, strong, firm gryphon butt cheeks, and I've always kinda liked her butt, and I can't do anything but eat her. And...And she's teasing my pussy the whole time. She's just reaching over and teasing her claws around it, and I can't...I can't move or her get to stop. And she starts...s-she starts teasing my clit...you know, just poking it...and p-pinching it, and I...I can't breathe and...and she won't leave it alone, j-just teasing it and pinching and...a-and...and..." Rainbow sputtered, squirming helplessly where she was sitting and blushing a shade of vicious crimson. Twilight, too, was blushing furiously, and had paused in her stenography to take a deep breath and settle her rampaging thoughts. Liked the use of the word Stenography. Also, point out that Twilight has gotten significantly turned on from Rainbow Dash's story. Also point out Dash and Gilda used to be an 'item' Not relevant to the story, but good for Character depth and build.

They sat there silently for a few seconds, before Rainbow Dash hiccuped with an embarrassed squeak. "A-and I came really really really hard...And then I was back in my room, in bed and it was morning. "Rainbow stammered quietly, squeezing her thighs together as tightly as she possibly could. Twilight nodded her head and reached out to rest a hoof on Rainbow's shoulder. She didn't know why, but the words "thank you" slipped from her lips, like the story was some sort of horrible ordeal Rainbow Dash had to relive. She glanced down at her notes, then back to Rainbow Dash, who had turned away from her again, shyly.

"I need to process this, and..."She paused when Rainbow Dash glanced over her shoulder at her and nodded her head.

"I...I've got some weather work to do, and I really gotta...I gotta um....y- you know..." She sputtered. Twilight flushed a warm shade of pink and nodded her head in turn. More plot establishment. Dash has to get to work but also shy in admitting to Twilight that the story made her need to masturbate. (Cute n.n) This serves to expound on the effects the gas is having on them. (Reveal later in other chapters that the gas is being pumped in through the basement. )

"M-Me too." She whispered. With the way Rainbow was looking at her, she was positive the next phrase out of her mouth was going to be "Can I help?" But the room was filled with an awkward silence, before Rainbow Dash stood up, and trot sheepishly up the stairs and free from the room. Twilight sighed. Certainly there were clues to be found in Rainbow's story. She was positive of it- but that would have to wait till she could think straight, and that meant she needed some personal relief. She almost wished Rainbow Dash would have stuck around, but things were embarrassing enough as it was without letting Rainbow get a good look at her privates, or find out how wet the story had made her. Making sure the door upstairs was closed tightly, Twilight eased herself against a nearby, dusty chair and closed her eyes, imagining herself strapped down to the table again. She knew it was psychological now but she couldn't think of anything else that had turned her on so much. That was the point, though, wasn't it? She was losing the battle for her body, sitting in the basement, masturbating openly in the middle of the day. What had happened to her? And why did it make her feel so slutty and deviant and aroused? Important to establish Twilight is being tampered with. This is not her usual daily activities. Shes starting to like it and can't figure out why just yet.

Twilight narrowed her eyes. She was the element of magic, and prize pupil of Princess Celestia! She'd saved the world countless times, and refused to be defeated by the likes of some pervy kidnappers. She just needed a moment to clear her head and the best way to do that at the moment, she theorized- was with an orgasm. Twilight gives into the effect of the gas. A throw back to the beginning of the story, when she was walking around outside, trying to convince herself she had things under control.