"Cuts I see, all over you, tell me Twi, what did she do?!" Zecora asked in distress as the two entered her hut. Rainbow Dash offered a sheepish smile and yelped as Zecora roughed grabbed her and forced her onto her hammock.

"It's...a long story." Twilight sighed, watching as Zecora buzzed around her hut, grasping herbs and other objects to fuel her mortar and pedestal.

"It's cool, I'm fine, I'm fine!" Rainbow Dash tried to protest, but Zecora didn't want to hear it. She almost seemed angry, as she went to work crafting some sort of remedy in front of the two of them.

"Not a word, I want to hear, your wounds all look, quite severe!" She snapped. Twilight had to admit, she was quite impressed. In only a few scant minutes, Zecora had already undone Twilight's clumsy bandages and applied fresh ones to Rainbow Dash's frame, weaving in what seemed like some medical herbs to press against her cuts and wounds in the process.

"Ish cool, ish cool, really I'm jus fine. I'm fiiiiine. "Rainbow dash slurred, giving Twilight a lopsided grin.

"The medicine, used for the pain, has an effect upon the brain." Zecora explained, as Rainbow Dash tried to catch something in front of her that was invisible to Twilight.

"This story that you wish to tell, foul play involved, I think I smell." Zecora huffed quietly, setting herself down across from her caudron, burrowing her gaze into Twilight. Rainbow dash gave a quiet giggle and adjusted herself into Zecora's hanging hammock.

"Hey, Zee, can I make a potion outta your cum?" Rainbow Dash slurred, flopping down onto her back in the hammock. Zecora turned a dark shade of red and glanced curiously at Twilight, who gave a quiet sigh. Truth be told, Twilight had never seen Zecora flustered- it was kind of cute, really.

"I said it was a long story..." She sighed.

Twilight Sparkle came to with a groan. Somewhere in her head, there was a little nagging thought- a persistent screaming really, something was wrong. Something was very wrong. This wasn't the way things were supposed to go. She was forgetting something important. There was a plan of some kind. Some sort of plan she had come up with. It was an important plan! A plan for what, though? And that smell. The smell was different. The room smelled different, and for some reason, that upset her. Well, it tried to upset her, but Twilight couldn't feel upset. Everything was fuzzy- like she were in the middle of a dream.

Twilight lifted a heavy head and surveyed her surroundings. The laboratory. She knew this place but it was different too. Different in a way that confused her. Somewhere, in her head, she remembered she was supposed to count the lights. That seemed silly, but she set her focus to it anyway. Lights on the ceiling...one....two...what...came after two? She felt strange. Like that should have upset her. Like she should panic for some reason for not knowing the way numbers go, but instead she just felt a wave of calm relaxation flooding through her.

Like everything was going to be all right. Like there was nothing to worry about at all, and they would take care of everything. They? Who's that? Didn't matter. Twilight stretched forward with a quiet yawn. Her arms and legs were free? That was strange. It was like they were supposed to be pinned down...but that didn't make any sense. She giggled. She was laying on her belly, and folded her limbs gently under her head, like she were about to get a massage from Aloe and Lotus when Rarity managed to talk her into a trip to the spa. The spa, that was such a relaxing place to go. Relaxing like it was here, but not quite as naughty....speaking of which, something cold touched her rump.

Something and large and heavy pressed down firmly on her behind and Twilight's ears perked. She felt like she should be worried- like she should have been upset by something touching her tushy the way it was, but all her fears and anxieties seemed to float right out the window. She giggled. That was silly- there weren't any windows in the lab. A machine, some weird device like before hooked up to a giant machine in the center of the room, holding her down. Well, that explained why they didn't need to bind her arms and legs.

Like all of them before, the machine whirled to life and Twilight felt a warm pressure on her backside. It only lasted for a moment, before she felt a strange sort of manipulation. Squeezing and teasing her bottom cheeks! She gave a little sigh feeling the machine's cold, but loving touch. It reminded her of the Spa sisters, Aloe and Lotus when Rarity managed to talk her into a massage- although they were never so personal as this!

She lifted her hips with a moan, enjoying the sensation of the machine's gentle caresses. It cradled her rump softly, squeezing one cheek, then the other then both in a talented massage. It was so relaxing and gentle and made her coo helplessly in pleasure. This! This was the life. The butt massage continued slowly, softly, caressing and squeezing, focusing on one cheek poking, squeezing, and pressing, and then the other. Slowly, she felt her chubby purple cheeks being spread apart, forcing a quiet eep of embarrassment from the pony, but it didn't hurt her. No, like everything else, it was slow, and amazingly gentle. A new sensation tickled at her senses, and she caught the scent of scented oil as it was gently applied to her rear end. A slow, teasing dribble of the slippery fluid started right at the top of her cleft and lazily rolled down. Right between the cheeks! It tickled! Celestia, how it tickled, so slow and relaxing and pushing buttons the little unicorn didn't even know she had. The spa ponies never did this!

"EEeeek! Thats coooold!" Twilight whined, wiggling her backside left and right as the machine delicately provided oil to her more tender areas. She squeaked again when she felt the cold substance dancing gently over her little purple pucker, like someone were slowly trickling syrup from a jar and just watching it fall out and onto the hills of her rump. The oil continued down, spilling past her twin cheeks and against the little mound of her cunny, making Twilight coo once again. Cold, but relaxing, the sensation sent shivers racing through Twilight's frame.

"Mmmph, you could warm it up, next time..." She mumbled sleepily. The massage started again, slowly, gently lovingly. Gripping her well oiled cheeks and rolling them around in lewd, lazy circles. Twilight hadn't even noticed how wet she'd become until she felt a new touch- something cold slowly pressing between her legs, thrusting into her gently. The milker, she realized, blushing at the idea. They were going to take her personal girl juice again. Why? What did they want her girlcum for? Were they drinking it? The idea seemed silly and made Twilight blush all the more- the idea that some ponies were happily drinking from her privates made her squirm. Such a dirty idea...

The massage continued, slowly, gently, groping and gripping her butt cheeks with the precision of a trained masseuse. She wiggled her hips, feeling the warm little puddle of her juices that had formed underneath her. Everything was just so relaxing, and calm and gentle, she barely noticed the device pressing past the cheeks of her bottom and into the hot little puckered hole nestled in between.

"OH!...t-thats new!" Twilight sighed out again, stretching her arms and legs backwards and forwards. A new sensation of being fulfilled like she'd never felt before. Oh, it was heavenly. She rocked her hips back with a quiet moan, feeling bashful at the sensation of pleasure she could get from having her rump filled the way it was. She'd have to try this at home, oh, yes. Yes she would. She rocked her hips back again, trying to match the motions of the machine's gentle thrusting. In and out, in and out, slick and well lubricated, and just large enough to stretch her in a comforting fashion. Oh, more, she wanted more! She hardly even recognized her orgasm as it swept through her, the pleasure felt all the same, Like one long continuous climax with the occasional rise and fall of a different sensation. She smiled quietly. She could curl up and go to sleep right here if they'd let her. It'd be okay. She knew now they'd take her back home, when they were done with her. An embarrassing, but lovely little service they provided. She yawned. This really wasn't so bad...why had she been so upset before? She could feel the machine gently suckling between her legs, milking her slowly- something else she found relaxing. Or forever. She thought. She could stay here forever, that would be okay, too. They'd gently take care of her, her little naughty filly needs...touching her in all the right places and knowing just how hard to squeeze and where.

The door on the other side of the room slid open, and A zebra threw herself into the room. It was silly, the way she was moving in slow motion like that. Twilight giggled. Things were allll good. The machine kept suckling, and gently pumping, in and out and in and out, carrying her climax onwards. She blushed a little bit- not wanting to be seen enjoying such carnal delights, but like everything else, the thought only touched her lightly, before it flitted up into nothingness.

The Zebra looked panicked. She was screaming ...screaming something, but Twilight couldn't make it out. A very familiar zebra, she noticed. She knew her from somewhere....somewhere else. Somewhere far away. It didn't ring any bells, but Twilight offered her a warm smile, and closed her eyes. It was like waking up on a cold, cold snowy morning, only to find out it was a snow day. So cozy and warm, and the world seemed to just lull you right back to sleep. It was good like that. The world.

Twilight opened an eye when she felt the vague sensation of something tugging on her arm. It was the Zebra again, moving in her strange slow motion ways, and pulling on Twilight's foreleg. Why was she so upset? Didn't she realize she just had to calm down and let them take her. They weren't going to hurt her. It was simple as that. Or maybe she wanted a turn on the machine Twilight was in. Twilight gave a little sigh of irritation and closed her eyes again. Zecora would just have to wait her turn. Zecora. Why was that name so familiar. ...Oh...right...

The door opened again. Strange ponies came in, and grabbed Zecora. She was crying now, which was weird. Twilight sighed. She really needed to learn to relax. It was going to be just fine, if not a little embarrassing. Still, it wasn't like they didn't all have the same needs. Twilight was sure that thick booty Zecora had got tapped and often back where she was from. Was that what was the matter? She missed being fucked? Twilight could relate! Up until a few days ago, she had no idea how good it felt to be a naughty little filly, but now...well now she wouldn't give it up for the world. She wiggled her bum again, relishing in the sensation of being filled.

Were they still here? Twilight opened an eye again. Zecora was clawing at the floor, screaming as they dragged her out of the room. She was pointing at Twilight, begging for something, screaming and crying. Twilight couldn't make it out. It really didn't matter.

"Byyyyyeeee Zecoorrrrraaaaaaaaa" Twilight cooed sleepily, trying to lift an arm to wave at the departing Zebra, but her limbs wouldn't work. She sighed. She take care of it when she woke up, and everything was better. But for now, she was just to relaxed to fix it. With that, Twilight closed her eyes, stretched out one last time, and went to sleep.

Author's Note

Were up to chapter seven. Just what is going ON?! It's 10:39 no insomnia tonight. Today has been remarkably weird for me. My sleep schedule is super out of whack. Back on the meds I go, I suppose.