Equestria Gets a Visit from Space

Thursday the 17th, 11 p.m.

Applejack was lying in her bed. She had to finish a big apple delivery for a customer from Manehattan due for Saturday morning. That’s why she had to work until late in the day the whole week already. From today’s work she was so exhausted she just barely made it into her shower before falling asleep.

After sleeping just a short while, her eyes slowly opened. She could hear a soft humming sound. As it quickly got louder and louder she thought it sounded like a bee flying straight at her. At first that made sense – after all her windows were open – but as it got even louder it simply was too loud to be an ordinary bee.

When it was really close Applejack started not just to hear it but feel it. First it was just a small tugging at the back of her head. But quickly it changed into a noticeable vibration. Rumbling not only in her head but shaking her whole body.

Then it was gone all of a sudden. Applejack was just about to get under her blanket again and continue her well earned sleep, but she couldn’t. Her blanket was gone! Frantically looking around, she discovered she wasn’t touching her bed anymore. She was floating inches above it, getting further and further away with each passing second.

Her mind told her to scream for help, but being as baffled as she was she couldn’t get out a single sound. Just floating in the direction of her ceiling, still in her lying position. A moment before her head hit the roof she managed to expel a quick yelp. After that she was overwhelmed by a strong feeling of content and everything went dark.

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When she woke up again in a strange room, the first thing she noticed was the cold metal floor she was lying on. After getting on all fours she took a closer look at her surroundings. The room she was in was completely made of some shiny metal. She felt like being inside a big tin bowl – only square. Checking the perimeter she guessed each wall to be about 15 feet in length.

Excluding two holes in the center of the floor her cell was completely barren. Applejack couldn’t even make out where the light was coming from, as there were no shadows at all.

“Hello?” While tapping her hoof on one wall searching for an exit, she called again – louder this time. “Is anypony there? Where am I? Why did you bring me–” She stopped as she could hear a static. Like a megaphone that had just gotten turned on. Looking around frantically she couldn’t make out where it came from. The room was empty and every surface smooth. Her ears perked up as it started speaking in a cold synthetic voice.

“The female will put its front legs inside the holes provided.”

“Why would Ah do that?” Applejack spoke out more to herself than anypony else. She was absolutely baffled when she noticed her body was already moving against her will. She just couldn’t stop walking towards the holes. For some strange reason she was actually following the command of this strange voice.

As she unwillingly inserted her front hooves inside the floor the holes immediately tightened around her legs, trapping her effectively. She started to struggle, – “Let me outta here!” – as she was forced into a really uncomfortable and unflattering position as her front was now a good 10 inches deeper than her rear.

“The female will stop struggling and participate calmly.”

Hearing that Applejack laid her ears back and let loose a soft whine as she was no longer able to struggle or call out. Even though her mind was racing she could feel her pulse calm down noticeably.

A whirring sound from above made her look up. She couldn’t see where it originated from, because of a bright light shining directly into her eyes, but there was a mechanical arm approaching her. It was made of the same shiny material as the room itself and on its end was a tiny drill attached. The drill almost looked like the one from a dentist. Applejack gulped in fear as it moved closer and closer to her head without stopping.

“The female will look straight at the wall in front of it.”

As much as she wished to cry out, her body calmly straightened up and she was forced to look at the metal wall right in front of her. She could hear the drill behind her head powering up with a shrill noise. She started sweating and got really nervous. Still her body was calm and she had no chance of running away or even looking what would happen to her.

Then it touched the back of her head. She felt a searing hot pain. It felt as if this thing was drilling right into her brain. The next moment the pain was gone. Even though she could still feel a pressure in the back of her head like something was poking around inside her.

That thing really was drilling into her brain!

Applejack – still forcibly calm – couldn’t really process what was happening to her. Before she got the time to do so, the movement was gone altogether and she was free to move her head again. Strangely she still felt a little bit of pressure at the bottom of her brain.

Even though she couldn’t check herself, there weren’t any signs something had been done to her. There was no wound, no scar, not even a single drop of blood indicating anything drilling into her skull. The only thing that remained from the operation was this soft pressure inside her skull.

Looking back the drill and the bright light were gone. Instead she saw another two of those strange robotic arms emerging from the floor behind her. Fearing they would also drill her she closed her eyes and prepared herself. Cold sweat again running through her brows.

She couldn’t hold a yelp of surprise when instead of hurting her, each arm grabbed one of her back hooves. Just above her fetlocks. Hearing herself she realized she was no longer forced to be calm.

Before she could even think about lifting her voice again to shout profanities at the unseen voice Applejack was surprised again. The arms grabbing her rear legs raised her from the ground a few inches. With her front hooves still restrained in the floor she was now quite tilted. To make things even worse her hind legs got slowly moved apart!

Applejack was embarrassed due to her compromising position, so she tucked her tail between her legs blushing softly. To her dismay a third arm dropped from the ceiling and grabbed her tail right at the base. No matter how hard she struggled the device was stronger and made her tail point straight up, exposing her completely to the empty room.

“Y’all better put me down right that second!” Applejack exclaimed. Already expecting it, nothing reacted to her shouting. Instead she was left there half standing half hanging. As time passed Applejack couldn’t help but notice the feeling of the cold air brushing against her unprotected privates.

The longer she listened to her body the more of a small tingling she could feel inside her belly. Her captors made her wait. Applejack wasn’t used to being as helpless as she was then, but somehow it seemed to arouse her. With each passing second they let her hang on her own she forgot more and more why she was there at the first place.

After being lost in her fantasies for a while she felt a small droplet of arousal running down her flushed marehood. Applejack’s excitement was stopped abruptly as yet another sound came from behind her. It was like they had just been waiting until she got aroused! Looking back frantically Applejack saw a shiny metal cylinder with a blunt slightly rounded tip mounted to a another of those robotic arms.

In her stubbornness she didn’t realize what it was. She thought it might wanted to take a sample of her private juices, but she couldn’t see any mechanism to collect anything on the two and a half inches wide rod. Then realization hit her as it slowly advanced in the direction of her rump aimed directly at her genitalia.

Trying to find her entrance the probe bumped softly into her clit. With a bit of surprise Applejack could feel the tingling in her belly quickly return. Her wounded pride wouldn’t allow these molesting aliens the satisfaction of giving her pleasure. Concentrating on not getting aroused Applejack bit her lower lip.

Then the device slowly moved upwards. Brushing along her clit and outer lips the whole way. When it was positioned perfectly at her entrance it stood there, unmoving, like a predator waiting for its prey.

Applejack again was alone with her feelings. She could feel the cylinder only just barely touching her, waiting. Doing nothing. The suspense of what would happen next made it hard for Applejack to hold her composure.

Then the probe slowly moved forward. It stopped again before it even had a chance to penetrate, only issuing a small pressure at her puffy marehood. Before she could even hear it she felt ripples going through her privates. In reality it was only vibrating very softly, almost unnoticeably, but for Applejack it was already difficult to suppress her pleasure.

Still vibrating softly, emitting a light hum, the cylinder started moving forward again very slowly. Opening up her outer lips with its delicate pressure, never stopping until half of Applejack’s passage was filled. She couldn’t control herself any longer and let a small peckish moan slip past her tightly sealed lips.

Immediately angry at herself Applejack redoubled her efforts of not showing her desire. Not caring the slightest, the rod – still halfway inside her flushed marehood – moved out in a slow pace. Just a tiny bit faster than it had entered.

After exiting her tunnel completely, the tormenting vibrator didn’t hesitate to enter her again. Again only slightly faster as it had exited merely a moment ago. Giving her a few more thrusts, leaving her passage completely each time, not penetrating her more than half the way and speeding up just a little with every change in direction, it was now at a moderate pace keeping that speed.

Applejack was struggling harder and harder against her urges. Everytime she closed her eyes she saw lust-induced fantasies of various stallions mounting her. Each was banished from her mind as quickly as it appeared. At this moment anyone looking at her could easily see her heightened arousal with her clit winking and her marehood dripping of pleasure. Even her face was bright red. But still she tried to keep up her façade and not give in to the ministrations.

Then the first thrust didn't leave her entrance – staying in with just the tip. Following this change instead of increasing its speed it began penetrating her deeper and deeper with each moderate paced thrust. To Applejack’s dismay, after the third gain in depth it hit her most sensitive spot with every mechanical push inside her.

A moment later it continued with its upsurge in speed. Even with the probe in an ever faster pace Applejack still managed to keep a hold on herself somehow. She was close to bursting but could never allow herself to orgasm from this abusive ministrations. Then there was this cold synthetic voice from above one more time.

“The female will succumb to its pleasure.”

With that Applejack couldn’t deny her excitement any longer and had her first intense orgasm. She could feel her marehood clamping down forcefully on the never relenting alien dildo. Instead of slowing down to give her a rest during her orgasm it actually started vibrating in short and strong pulses. With that – Applejack already far beyond her threshold – the probe made Applejack see stars

Screaming her pleasure out loud the whole time, Applejack only barely avoided falling unconscious. Following her finally getting down from her high the pauses between the vibrating pulses slowly got longer. When she thought the ordeal was finally over instead of granting her a moment of rest the probe shot inside her with one forceful thrust. Filling her completely it sent intense never ending vibrations right to her core.

The probe completely unmoving inside her Applejack had no way of escaping this strong stimulation. She couldn't even properly gasp for air before her second orgasm hit her. At this moment her strength left her and she slumped into her restraints. Her rear still raised and her front hooves inside the floor.

Like it didn’t care for the poor mare’s exhaustion the probe started moving slowly again. Never ceasing its absurdly strong vibrations. With this reinforced stimulation Applejack no longer was able to think a single clear thought. The only thing left in her brain was pure bliss.

The next minutes were a single never ending orgasm as the rod slowly move around in her tunnel, never slowing down its intense vibration. Applejack finally grasped the reality around her again as her marehood slowly was getting numb to the fierce vibrations. Instead of granting her relief, the abusive apparatus seemingly could sense her numbed out calm and left her snatch.

Applejack sighed in relief. Thinking her ordeal was finally over. She hadn’t been prepared the slightest for what came next. With one fluid motion the highly vibrating cylinder was pressed directly onto her clit. Shouting her pleasure to the world she came for the last time this night. Spraying her juices in a high bow behind her she passed out for a second.

Some time later later she was still restrained, but there was no sight of the tormenting device behind her. Her tail was free and in its natural place again, too. Looking back and concentrating on the sore feeling in her privates she witnessed her hind legs getting slowly moved back to the floor and finally being released.

Forced to stand on her own accord the tired mare nearly fell over. The only thing stopping her were her still restrained front hooves. As soon as she regained her footing wonkily – standing on all fours again – she was released completely.

As soon as she was free to move again, she shouted at the unseen voice angrily “Who do y'all think you are!” Still very tired Applejack stumbled around the room, looking for an exit. Without showing it in the slightest, she felt a sore pain from her abused genitalia with every step she made. “You can’t just abdu–”

“The female will now rest.”

“– y’all can’t tell me when to–” As hard as she resisted her already pretty heavy eyelids got heavier and heavier. “Ah’m just gonna – “ Applejack yawned “ – lay down for a little bit. Don’t you think–” Already lying on the cold metal floor she wasn’t even able to finish her sentence before falling into a deep slumber.

Friday the 18th, 6:30 a.m.

Applejack awoke in her bed as the morning sun was slowly rising. With the crow of the rooster she stepped out of her bed. Suddenly she felt a strange feeling of unease overcoming her. It was like something wasn’t as it should be. It felt like impending doom. Still she wasn’t able to point her hoof at what it was.

Shaking that silly thought out of her head Applejack took her hat from her nightstand and made her way downstairs to prepare breakfast for her family. Walking down the stairs she got the second strange feeling of the day. Her Marehood was sore. She was sure she hadn’t touched herself this night. She was so tired when she went to bed she didn’t even have a single dream. Her tail dock was sore, too.

Again shaking those thoughts out of her head Applejack entered the kitchen. She didn’t have time to think about such things. If she wanted to fulfill this big order until tomorrow morning she only barely had enough time to prepare breakfast before going onto her orchard bucking trees.

Normally Big Mac would help her with an order of that size but he was out of town the whole week. Delivering apple pies to the other end of Equestria. Applejack knew Granny’s pies were the best in all of Equestria but she could never understand how these ponies were ready to pay 30 bits for a single pie! Normally she would take only two bits. Shipping them through half of Equestria had its price though.