Equestria Gets a Visit from Space

Friday the 18th, 9 p.m.

Resting her back against the trunk, Applejack was sitting under one of her apple trees. Her hat was placed over her face to shield her eyes from the setting sun.

She just had finished the big Manehattan order for tomorrow morning a few minutes ago. Applejack absolutely deserved this rest, as she had been out in the orchard bucking trees since just after breakfast. She hadn’t even managed to squeeze in a single pause during her work.

When she had accepted this order Applejack hadn’t looked on her schedule carefully enough and missed Bic Mac’s absence. Because of that she had to do the work of two the whole week already.

To make things worse she hadn’t been able to concentrate the whole day. Ever since she woke up in the morning she had had this strange feeling. Something just wasn’t right. Did something happen to her last night? Everytime she felt close to figuring it out she immediately lost her thoughts though. It felt like something in the back of her mind was blocking out the answer.

However all that mattered to her now was that she finally had finished the order. At last Applejack was allowed to rest. Sitting in the shadows of her tree her eyelids felt heavy. Normally she would just nap right here beneath the tree, but it was already very late. Applejack thought if she would allow herself to snooze away now she wouldn’t wake before the next morning.

To get moving she stood up with a jump. In her mind she already was taking her well deserved shower. After a whole day of apple bucking Applejack of course wasn’t the most pleasant of views – or smells – a pony could get.

Slowly trotting towards her family's barn she looked at the beautiful twilight of the setting sun. Gazing into the colorful sky, thinking about the twilight, her mind fell to her good friend – Twilight. The nerdy princess properly was already asleep. Applejack knew from a few sleepovers Twilight always went to bed around this time.

Applejack’s thoughts were interrupted abruptly as she saw a strange green light in front of her. She walked towards it curiously. It looked like somepony was lighting down from the sky with a giant green flashlight.

Standing directly in front of the cone of light Applejack looked up. It had been a clear day before but all she could see above was thick fog. Pointing her view down again the strange fog was now everywhere around her. She couldn’t even see the tree she was sitting against just moments before. It couldn’t have been farther away than fifty yards.

For some reason Applejack wasn’t frightened at all. There were only two things on her mind: First she was highly curious about the light; she needed to find out what it was. Second there was the same blocking feeling in the back of her mind like there already was the whole day every time she thought about her strange feelings of discomfort.

Inspecting the floor hit by the light Applejack slowly walked forward. She hadn’t realized what she did until she was standing directly in the center of the light. She again looked up, now staring point blank into the source of the light.

The moment she did so her whole body was lifted an inch above the ground. Thinking somepony was playing a prank on her she called out. “This ain’t funny! Let me down!” Instead of moving down she did the opposite. Applejack was now about her own height above the ground.

Getting nervous she tried another approach. “Rainbow, is that one of your stupid pranks? Let me down! Please!” Despite her desperate pleading she kept moving upwards.

Looking in the direction of her movement, Applejack noticed something really strange about the fog around her. Getting closer to it, it didn’t move away from her like normal fog would have. It just was staying where it was, like a massive wall.

The moment Applejack reached the wall of fog her mind got foggy, too. She never saw what was on the other side of the cloud wall. Applejack’s mind was so dulled there wasn’t much difference to being unconscious.

* * *

When she came to, she was standing in the center of a small room. Looking at the shiny metal walls surrounding her she immediately remembered. She had been abducted the day before. But why couldn’t she remember until she was here again?

She thought about last night. They had stuck something into her head! But was it even possible to control her thoughts? Twilight would have known such things, but of course she wasn’t anywhere near that moment. Applejack guessed she wouldn’t be able to remember to ask her friend about that when she was back home again.

The room Applejack was in was different than the one last night, albeit it had the same size and seamless shiny material. In the middle of one wall was a big indentation. The opening was about the size of a pony with a squared shape. On its floor placed in the middle was a small drain. On the ceiling directly above it was the same drain again. Applejack was reminded of her shower at home – with which she had missed her appointment because of this stupid abduction.

She was just about to look into the shower like opening when she received her first command from the familiar synthetic voice from last night.

"The female will walk into the bay."

Applejack's body immediately started moving. The moment she entered the opening, the drain above her gave off a gurgling noise. Applejack flinched in anticipation of what would come next. When the warm water hit her mane and back she was also hit with a huge wave of relief. It actually was just a shower.

From the hard work all day Applejack was tense. After all the first thing she wanted to do when coming home had been to take a long warm shower. She just stood there relaxing in the warm goodness raining down on her. For a moment she forgot that she had been abducted and was now aboard an alien spaceship. All that mattered to her that moment was the good feeling of taking a shower after a long day.

"The female will wash itself."

Harshly brought back to reality by this command Applejack started rinsing her mane with her hooves. Surprised of the rather normal command Applejack spoke to the voice. “Y’all didn’t have to tell me. Ah was just about to do that on mah’ own.” There was no response. Without further thought about the matter Applejack continued massaging the water into her coat. After all, her back was pretty tensed up.

When her whole body was drenched she spoke to her captors again. “So, aren’t y’all gonna give me some soap or anything?” Again it seemed like there wasn’t going to be a response at first. But then the water raining down on Applejack changed color suddenly. It now had a light pink hue.

The moment Applejack’s hair was fully saturated with the pink soap the drain spit out water again. Before she could finish washing all of it out though a new command interrupted her.

“The female will not forget to clean its genitalia properly.”

Without her doing, one of Applejack’s front hooves went straight for the main prize. While her hoof rubbed her folds clean Applejack again was reminded what happened the day before. What was about to happen to her today? Somehow Applejack felt a bit of anticipation rising in her belly.

After cleaning her privates thoroughly – fantasizing about what would happen to her this night – Applejack was worked up considerably. Even though her whole body had been dried by warm air blown out from the drains her marehood still was wet.

She was a bit ashamed of herself but if what the aliens had in store for her was anything like her last experience with them she really looked forward to it. Still daydreaming the blushing mare almost missed her next command.

“The female will walk out of the cleaning bay.”

The moment Applejack was outside the futuristic shower she turned around to look at it again. She had heard a swooshing sound while walking away from it. In front of it she recognised the same holes she was trapped in her last time on the ship.

Then with a fluid motion the back wall of the shower moved upwards. To her surprise behind it was just another shiny metal wall. The only difference was the new one had a big hole in the middle. Below the hole were two indentations that looked like someone had pressed a cylinder against it until it was halfway in.

Curious and heavily aroused Applejack walked back into the shower to look through the hole. On the other side was a room similar to her own. It was the same length but not as wide. On the back was a metal table which seamlessly fused into the floor. Otherwise the cell was completely empty and without another opening.

Applejack’s ears perked up as the familiar static of a turned on speaker announcing her next command.

“The female will turn around. It will place its front legs in the holes provided. It will put its rear inside the hole behind it.”

Applejack gasped. She – somehow – was okay with the aliens sticking machines inside her. But behind the wall was another room! Would they make anypony touch her?! The protests in her mind didn’t help any though as she already was standing there with her butt pressed into the hole.

Her front legs were restrained the same way as before. The openings tightened up around her. Her hind legs already were firmly pressed into the dents below her rump-hole. Then several metal bands came out of the wall wrapping around her limbs on multiple places holding her back tightly.

On the other side of the wall she felt something grabbing her tail. It was forced straight upwards until she could feel the coolness of the metal wall against her flesh. The moment her tail had touched the barrier she felt another metal band emerge from the wall, binding her tail on its base in that upwards position. A second band emerged a moment later restraining the tip, too.

Again worried that somepony was going to touch her, Applejack’s mind was racing. She tried her bonds, but of course they wouldn’t budge. Then instead of a pony she felt something else.

Something cold and wet was sprayed on her already pretty wet marehood. A moment later there was a second spray aimed just slightly higher, soaking her pucker. When Applejack overcame the surprise of the cold her arousal started to grow. With every moment passing and the lubricant warming up on her, her arousal grew stronger and stronger. What did they spray on her?

When Applejack’s folds were so soaked she felt like all of the lubricant already was washed away she had completely lost her fear of a pony touching her. In fact her mind was so clouded with desire she couldn’t even remember her rump being presented in another room. She just needed something to touch her, and that quick!

Then she finally felt movement. A small metal ring at the end of a robotic arm was pressed around her vulnerable pleasure nub. The moment she felt that thing touch her winking clit, it started vibrating. Forcefully. Applejack stood no chance and came violently.

She screamed loud as a small fountain of girl cum shot past her folds onto the floor of the other room. Her orgasm didn’t stop as the vibrations didn’t either.

Out of this world Applejack also didn’t notice the hose like probe approaching her rear. But even if she had been aware of her surroundings she wouldn’t have been able to see it, as her rump was still stuck inside the wall. The probe approaching her was shaped like a little rocket about an inch in diameter. Seamlessly attached to its end was a clear tube. It almost looked like a garden hose only that it was transparent and without color.

This vile instrument was directly aimed at her tailhole and moved forward steadily. As Applejack’s whole body still was twitching all the time from a never ending orgasm the sonde had no problems penetrating her well lubed sphincter when it made contact.

After it had only penetrated her with its tip it stopped though. The tormentor on her clit stopped as well. The stimulator that held her on an endless orgasm before slowly retracted until it vanished where it came from.

Slowly recovering from the first attack on her for this night Applejack noticed the torpedo in her butt. She groaned and clenched down reflexively but it wouldn’t budge. A moment later it started vibrating softly then pressed into her forcing a soft moan out of her. Shortly after, it stopped the movement and the vibration again. Applejack felt really uncomfortable. But the aphrodisiac from the lubricant was still working on her and so was her own mind.

After the probe repeated its stop and go routine several times – vibrating with each move – it was about 10 inches inside her. Applejack felt like she needed to relieve her bowels but at least the infiltrator seemed to not be moving any further. Then turning on its soft vibration it moved back an inch only to shoot forward two the next moment. Applejack still high on arousal gasped with surprise.

The probe repeated this new pattern until it was a good twenty inches inside Applejack’s intestines. Then it ceased its vibration and finally stopped. Applejack never had felt so full before.

She assumed this thing was the obligatory standard alien anal probe. She was far wrong. Instead of pulling out of her butt again, the whole tube attached to the probe deep inside her butt started shaking. Imagining it in her head she thought it must have looked like a garden hose turned on for the first time. Not realizing what that meant Applejack’s pupils shrunk with surprise as she felt something warm leave the tip of the hose.

It felt like some kind of thick gel was spilled inside her bowels. For some reason the already heavily aroused mare got turned on by the thought of that. The flow didn’t stop there. She could feel more warm stuff flowing into her. She never had concentrated on the feeling of her intestines so much before.

Soon Applejack felt like her guts couldn’t take anymore but she was far off. As the hose was still filling her she could feel the skin on her belly start to stretch. Looking down between her front legs she could see her tummy visibly increase in size. She blamed the aphrodisiacs from before but somehow with her nearly looking pregnant an orgasm came into reach.

She desperately wished for something to fill her marehood, but nothing came. Nevertheless her aphrodisiac subdued brain came closer and closer to her second orgasm. She was still watching her belly grow bigger and bigger. She should have felt incredible pain but the only thing reaching her synapses was pleasure.

She absolutely needed release. First her mind with an orgasm then her bowels. Her marehood was clenching down in search for something to milk empty. Her pucker was holding down tightly on the tube filling her.

The moment her stuffing ceased Applejack came hard. She could feel her juices run down her thighs as they ran out of her empty vagina. She wasn’t allowed much rest as suddenly her restraints were opened and a new command was issued.

“The female will walk forward one step.”

The moment she tentatively lifted her leg to move she could feel a swishing in her belly. It really looked as if she were highly pregnant. Moving she felt a tugging at her rim. The hose was still plugging her up. But now she was finally able to take a look.

Leading into her tailhole was a clear tube. The tube was filled with a blue substance and ended somewhere behind the hole her rump had been stuck through moments ago. The room on the other side was still empty, but somehow it looked like there were wet spots on the table.

When she had finished her cautious step – not used to having such a heavy belly – her rear was directly positioned above the drain of the shower.

Applejack was shocked as all twenty inches of the hose plugging her rear were pulled out with one forceful tug. This sensation alone brought her close to a third orgasm, but what came next made her cry out in pleasure. Out of her overstuffed tailhole came a violent torrent of blue gel.

When the first pressure was released it stopped spraying and ran down Applejack’s behind. Caressing her folds and pleasure bud all the way until it dripped off her into the drain below.

Applejack felt like a giant pervert but she came hard with her belly shrinking. After the main course was finished and the stream ceased to small droplets Applejack felt like having a mini orgasm with every drop hitting her clit on its way down.

The moment Applejack’s pucker finally regained its power the dropping ceased completely; Applejack still sporting a bigger belly than usual. She couldn’t think about that though as her mind started clouding the same way it was when she was brought here. Then she passed out, she never fell though.

Saturday the 19th, 6:30 a.m.

Applejack was lying under one of her apple trees. Her hat was placed over her face like it usually had been when she was resting under a tree. When the morning sun tickled across her coat she slowly woke up. She leisurely stood up, putting her hat where it belonged.

Then panic hit her. She had an appointment at 7 o’clock! It was because of the delivery she had been working the whole week to fulfill. How late was it? She immediately made her way back to her barn. Even though she had been working hard before she never dozed off and slept outside.

Hastily trotting towards the barn she looked back one last time. For some strange reason the grass around her sleeping spot was taller than everywhere else. She shrugged it off. At least the strange feeling of unease she had felt the whole of yesterday was gone.

For now she only cared about being on time for her meeting with this big customer. After all if she wasn’t the work of the whole week had been for naught.