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, and her little naughty filly needs...touching her in all the right places and knowing just how hard to squeeze and where.

Twilight stared. It was strange. Well no. It was not strange. Twilight Sparkle did not know the exact term for the feeling you get when you watch a machine lewdly and ruthlessly rape you, but the term was not 'strange'. It was so far beyond strange that even Discord wouldn't go near it. Twilight stared. It wasn't that she wanted to watch, it was that she couldn't stop. God, did her hips really look like that? It was time for another diet...

The potion they'd concocted had worked far too well. It was a horrible abomination spawned of magic and alchemy that had whisked her to this nightmare world, and now that she was here, she was going to do everything in her power to make sure that potion was forbidden. She was there, but she wasn't there, reliving her own memories but from a different point of view. She never wanted to be in this place again, where she was forced to watch herself molested with nothing she could do to stop it. Exploring her own faded, fuzzy memory was difficult enough, but with her strapped to a machine that proclaimed itself her lover, in the cold, mechanical voice of vicious thrusts into her upturned backside, concentration was all but for pretend.

Twilight scowled- the anger all flooding back to her with every thrust she watched. How dare they. They had no right! No right what-so-ever to treat her like this! The passive, dreamy look on her face made things even worse. Whatever drugs they'd pumped into her to get this effect made her blood boil. Watching that machine pumping in and out, in and out, broke her muzzle into a cold sneer. No. She didn't enjoy it. She didn't enjoy one second of any of that, damn it. She huffed, and took every ounce of willpower that she had to pull herself away from the disturbing spectacle. She wanted to reach out and undo the machine's grasp, freeing herself from the diabolical device, even though she knew that was impossible- yet the sensation still remained, fresh and clear in front of her. She could feel a phantom throbbing in her backside, just watching this happen to her all over again. It was terrible.

The doors on the other side of the room opened, and Zecora stumbled in. The zebra's eyes widened when she saw Memory Twilight and she immediately burst over to see if she could rescue the pony.

"Thank the sky, that I've found you! Let me see what I can do! You and I, we must make haste, I fear there is no time to waste!" Zecora cried, reaching out for Memory Twilight, who lay limp on the table as the machine ravaged her. Zecora scampered over, and peered at the machine, trying to figure out how to shut it down, and rescue Memory Twilight from her bonds. Twilight felt something snap inside of her. This was too much, all of it was too much to handle.

"Here! Zecora, here! The lever is over here!" Twilight whimpered, but Zecora never found it. She returned to Memory Twilight's front, tugging at her arm, trying to pry her friend free of the device, but Memory Twilight seemed to be falling asleep. Zecora was melting into despair and all Twilight could do was watch as she wildly slapped at the buttons on the side of the machine in a blind panic.

"I remember this...no...Zecora, you've got to hide! ZECORA! HIDE! They're coming!!" Twilight screamed, trying her best to get Zecora's attention, but the zebra was focused entirely on Memory Twilight.

The doors opened again, and two ponies spilled out to apprehend Zecora. They surrounded her quickly, grasping her by the arms and started to draw her out of the room. Twilight wanted to scream. She wanted to race over and pry those ponies off her friend- but it was all hopeless. Zecora was screaming now, clawing at the floor, trying to hang on, reaching for Twilight with teary eyes.

"TWILIGHT! Don't let them take me, please! I'm begging you on bended knees!" Zecora screamed, reaching her hoof out, hoping Twilight might take it, and give her some extra resistance. Memory Twilight gave Zecora a dreamy smile instead. Zecora kicked and struggled, but they were far stronger than her, and there was nothing Twilight could do about it. It was madness. It was all pure and utter madness.

"Byyyyyeeee Zecoorrrrraaaaaaaaa" Memory Twilight cooed as they dragged her from the room, forcing Twilight to watch with a breaking heart- that's when something strange happened. Zecora turned her head, and stared at Twilight. Not Memory Twilight, but Twilight herself as they dragged her away. Almost as if...

Twilight Sparkle, listen to me,
in my hut, you must mix three
Applejack, Fluttershy, and Pinkie
Your friends together will find me!

"Wait...Wait, Zecora, what? A-are you 'here'? Zecora?!" Twilight called out, reaching for her friend, but Zecora spoke no further, struggling to pull herself from the ponies that dragged her out the door and into the hall. Twilight tried to follow, but something was wrong. The world was slowly turning black, as if there were some master dimmer switch someone was playing with. Everything was getting darker and darker still, blinding her to the room and everything around her.

"Wait, wait! What happened?! Zecora! What do I need to do?!" Twilight called out, but she was staring at Rainbow Dash, not the frighted face of the zebra. She blinked a couple of times, before slowly sitting up in the hammock. She was back in Zecora's hut. The memory was over. The torture had ended. Oh, thank the Gods! Next to her, sat Rainbow Dash and Spike, both of which looked exceedingly worried. Twilight tossed them an uneasy smile, and tried to climb free of the hammock with a whimper.

"Whoa, Twi, take it easy. After you drank the potion you collapsed on us. Are you alright, what happened?" Rainbow asked, resting a forehoof on Twilight's chest to try and ease her back down. Twilight shook her head with a groan, trying to pull herself up out of the hammock and onto her hooves again. Dashie wouldn't allow it though, cooing at her in gentle tones, and trying to press her back down.

"Ugh...I do not recommend that potion. Ever. I...I saw everything. Last night, I mean. I think it was last night. The last time they took me, at least. Zecora was there, she...she tried to save me, but I was so out of it, I couldn't move. But she said for me to mix three? In her hut, I must mix three, Applejack, Fluttershy and Pinkie. My friends together, will help find her." Twilight grumbled, from the hammock, rubbing the back of a hoof against her eyes. Even though she'd just been 'asleep' she was suddenly tired. Rainbow Dash and Spike shared glances before Spike hopped to his feet and started towards the door.

"Sooooo that means we need to go and find Applejack, Fluttershy and Pinkie Pie? What about Rarity?" He frowned. Twilight drew in a deep breath and exhaled, trying to shake the fresh memory of her old memory from her head. God, what a weird day.

"Uh...no...I mean...I don't know. Maybe?" She groaned, peering around the hut slowly. Rainbow Dash gave a scoff and leaned back on her haunches.

"And what does 'mix' three mean? Why would the three of them have anything to do with this? I thought we were trying to keep them out of this. And why not Rarity?" She snorted. Twilight gave a dismal sigh and pulled herself back into the hammock. None of this made any sense, and she was really getting tired trying to put it all together. She was grasping at the tiniest of straws and it was really beginning to wear on her. What was she supposed to do?! Why puzzle after puzzle after puzzle?! What she wouldn't give for a big bad guy who had a nefarious evil plan. Very straight forward. Take over Canterlot. That sort of thing.

"Found 'em." Rainbow barked, her voice absolutely riddled with pride. Twilight's ears perked curiously and she opened an eye, gazing at Rainbow Dash, who was in turn, gazing up at one of Zecora's shelves, grinning her head off like a maniac.

"Found 'em?" Twilight asked, pulling herself out of the hammock again. Rainbow pointed towards the shelf in question, where a number of different jars and vials sat. A pink one, an orange one, and a yellow one stuck out instantly. For a flickering moment, Twilight wondered if those were her friends 'awesome sauce.' but she dismissed the idea almost immediately. She was positive she'd seen those potions before all of this madness started. Now they just had to mix them, but... No. No no no. It couldn't have been that simple...could it? She and Rainbow shared a glance. Maybe the universe was finally tossing her a bone. It couldn't hurt, right?

Rainbow flew up, quickly gathering the three vials, and dumped them into Zecora's cauldron. The mixture swam and bubbled, turning to an ominous shade of blue, and Twilight gently lowered a dipper into the pot, pulling out a goopy, syrupy substance.

"Well...I guess we're supposed to drink this?" She mused. Rainbow Dash crossed her arms and gave a dark pout in her direction, narrowing her eyes at the disgusting blend Twilight held.

"No way egg head, you got the last one, this time it's my turn!" Rainbow snapped, swiping the dipper from Twilight before she could object. Rainbow tilted her head back and gulped the concoction down with a shudder, smacking her lips and wincing at the taste.

"Don't potions have...like...sugar, or something you can put into them? Ugh...I think ...I'm gonna hurl..." Rainbow groaned, glancing down at her belly, and then back over to Twilight. They waited. Rainbow scratched behind an ear, and Twilight studied the potion. After a minute, Rainbow gave a growl, starting to circle the cauldron impatiently.

"Nothing. NOTHING?! I don't feel anything! How am I supposed to save Zecora if none of this stuff works?! We don't have any clues, and she's probably being tortured right now! " Rainbow snarled, kicking the pot as hard as she could with a loud metal clang, and splashing liquid all over the floor.

"Rainbow! Rainbow, hang on, we'll figure this out! I'm worried about her too, but we need to stay calm!" Twilight yelped, but Rainbow wasn't hearing it. She stomped around in an angry circle, cursing quietly and shaking her head.

"No! Screw this! We have to find her! We have to get her back! This isn't working! We've got to do something!" Rainbow barked, kicking at the cauldron again.

"Guys..." Spike called out, who had been watching the whole spectacle near the door. Twilight glanced over, but Rainbow continued to fume. Spike slowly pointed at the floor. There- glowing a very dim shade of blue, were hoof prints that didn't match theirs.

"It's Zecora's hoof prints..." Twilight squeaked. This immediately got Rainbow's attention, who peered over at the glowing mess she had made. Indeed, there were three clearly marked glowing hoof prints on the floor, glowing with the splash of the potion Rainbow had spilled all over everything.

"What is this? Is...is this some sort of trail?" Rainbow sputtered. Twilight's eyes light up in awe and she quickly scooped up another portion of potion and spilled it across the floor, highlighting more of her invisible tracks.

"She knew they'd put me back. She knew they wouldn't get rid of me! If they really are after the elements of harmony, she's not one of the six. ...She let herself get caught so we could follow!!" Twilight beamed, finding herself suddenly holding a whole new respect for Zecora.

"Why wouldn't she just put it all over Twilight's hooves? They've been taking her in and out of the library. Wouldn't that just be easier?" Spike asked.

"I've got a hunch but we've got to do this carefu-" Twilight's voice was cut off by the sound of the door slamming open. Rainbow Dash had taken off into the forest, wildly splashing a vial of the potion wherever she could, Twilight called, reaching for the pegasus, but it was far too late. No no no no!

"Spike we've got to stop her! Rainbow Dash is walking into a trap!" Twilight squealed. Spike shrugged his shoulders.

"Technically, she's flying."

"Will you come on?!"

Author's Note

I chopped this chapter up into pieces. Written at 5:46 AM. Another sleepless night. u.u. Edited the best I could with what little focus I had, but I'm always up for ponies who want to help.