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Just how she had decided some hours prior, that night Rainbow Dash, instead of going back home straight away like she always did after practice, went to Twilight's castle for try to get back in contact with her abductors and understand what brought them to abduct Rainbow Dash for then use her like some kind of living sex toy.

"Spike, do you have ginger ready?" Twilight Sparkle said, as she pointed her telescope towards the sky and Rainbow Dash sat down on a white and purple deck-chair on the same balcony. Spike, wearing just black shorts and a purple shirt too big for him, came in with a pot made of crude ceramic.

"That's all we got," Spike said putting the can on the floor covered in tiles with elaborate decorations on it "I think that's enough for whatever you need it for."

Twilight stopped to look in the telescopy to walk up to the pot and open it with a pop, spreading some parfumed yellow powder in the air. Twilight put the pot on the balcony's parapect.

"Yes, it is enough. Now, please, go to bed, Spike." She said, and Spike nodded before rushing inside the castle, likely towards his bedroom.

"By the way, Twilight," Dash said, stretching her somewhat aching muscular arms over head a bit, yawning in the process "what do we need the ginger for?"

Twilight took a handful of the ginger powder, spreading it around on the balustrade until it was a thin layer of yellow barely visible despite the moonlight and the couple of candles lit next to the balcony's door.

"If these alien visitors that have abducted you are of the kind I and the Princesses have already met with," Twilight said, taking another handful to sprinkle around on the balustrade "then it's safe to assume that, after some ginger, they will be more willingly to speak with us, instead of going and directly doing what they wanted to do with us."

Dash scratched her chin thoughtfully, going from her previous sprawling position to a more erect sitting posture, still watching, as the layer of yellow powder was getting bigger and bigger.

"Ginger? But why? Is there something in ginger that makes them less perverted or something?" She asked, as Twilight shook her right hand over the parapet, some speckles dropping down.

"Not exactly that. Yes, there is in ginger a chemical compound that has peculiar effects on these aliens, something that works much like a mixture between catnip and the chemicals of certain seeds of hemp. They are rapacious, almost desperate, to get it," Twilight explained, as she made the layer even onto the balustrade, spreading the small deposits onto points that lacked of the pulverized ginger.

"Like catnip? But isn't catnip the plant that makes cats go, y'know.. crazy?" Dash said, her eyes widening and her hearth beating a little faster, at the imagination of what a crazed and horny alien could do to her, considered what they did to her when they were just desperate for some indirect sex.

"Yes, cats, but, to my knowledge, the euphorizing effects are really bland, and, according to the last ones I've talked to, ginger is, in small doses, something akin to opiates but with milder withdrawal symphotmns, and in larger doses, it works as painkiller, tranquilizer and mild diuretic all in one. My comparison to catnip was mostly based on the diuretic part, really," Twilight Sparkle said, closing down the pot of ginger, placing it behind the deck-chair where Rainbow Dash was sitting on.

Rainbow Dash sighed of relief, as she got up and walked next to the parapet.

"Guess we'll have to wait for them to come now." She said, staring at the star-filled night sky, trying to spot any oddities that could signal the arrival of a spaceship. Twilight silently nodded at her friend's statement, as she looked insde the telescope for do the same thing that Dahs was doing with her naked eyes.

After a while, Twilight opened the palm of her right hand and rose it.

"I think I found something," she said which made Ranbow Dash rush next to her. Twilight left her position, letting Rainbow Dash set her right eye in the lens of the telescope.

"Keep looking in the same point." She said, which made Dash sigh, annoyed by the precisation made by Twilight, which sounded patronizing to Dash. Very shortly after, her annoyance was replaced by surprise, as she saw a purple glow in the sky above the clouds.

"Is it purple and looks like a stain?" Rainbow Dash asked, squinting her eyes at the undistinct purple shape, until Dash actually recognized a crescent shape inside the purple blaze. Since the glow was getting intense and nearly blinding by the second, she diverted her eyes from the telescope to look behind her towards her friend Twilight, who was, apparently, waving a white rice paper fan with a symbol composed by an elongated leaf with a closed gecko claw as stalk.

Dash opened her mouth, but, before she could ask anything else, Twilight spoke up while still waving the fan around.

"In absence of radio or any other possibility of contact, this is our best bet. the symbol means 'We are unarmed nad we have ginger," if you are wondering."

Dash nodded at the explanation, before turning around again, towards where the approaching spaceship. Truth to be told, from that distance and without the magnifying power of the optical instrument, the spaceship had a more tolerable brilliance, over to actually have a definite shape. The spaceship light up two orange lights and blinked with a red light five times, just before sending a dark green lgith that blinked two times. Dash looked confused at the show of lights and, when she turned around, she saw Twilight sparkle looking in front of her with a frown expressing both shock and anxiety.

"Oh no... I think we've met with their equivalent of a straight-edge..." She muttered, as hse dropped the fan with a very light crinkle.

"I don't know what to do now..."

Rainbow Dash felt her hearth fill with anguish at the news.

"Y-you seriously don't know what to do? A-are you completely sure?" She said, joining her hands together and kneeling down. Twilight grinned and scratched the back of her head, a buzzing sound in the distance getting louder and louder each second passing.

"I don't... I have a fan signaling that we want to be left alone, but I don't think it's going to work, if their mission is what you think it is. Besides, maybe they want to apologize about what they did to you last night?" Twilight Sparkle said, grinning and looking around her with a slight blush, which made Dash to glare at Twilight, likely hoping that her friend was kidding and hiding the truth to her.

"I'm serious Dash, I'm stumped n what to do in this case, I guess we should wait and see what happens next."

"YOU are going to deal with them, I'm not gonna deal with this, not until I can be 100% sure they don't want to use my body as sex toy!" Dash snarled, sprinting towards the balcony's door, the buzzing coming from the spaceship almost deafening but not noise-covering now. As soon as she did the first steps, Dash noticed that she wasn't moving forward, but actually backwards and, rapidly understanding what was causing, Rainbow Dash tried to outrun whatever device of abduction the aliens were using for bring her inside their spaceship. Twilight Sparkle rushed and tended her left hand.

"Grab it," she said, her left hand almost touching the fingertips of Dash's one. Rainbow Dash attempted to take it and get Twilight's support for escape, but, as soon as she stretched her arm forward, she noticed that the hand was going to grab the thin air and that she was farther away from where she had started. As for why Twilight didn't follow her, she was too busy in trying to free herself from the pull with the help of her own magic and her legs' muscles.

Each step forward was going backwards, and the stronger she did the farther she got from her starting point, and, by the time Dahs was at the balusters, desperation and hints of tiredness made her sigh and limply collapse on her knees. As soon as she did that, she felt every and each solitary fiber of her body begin stretched out by a giant vacuum, and soon she lost consciousness.

The next thing that Rainbow Dash felt, when her consciousness came back, was some something cold painfully grabbing her left nipple. The pain made Dash jolted into place, then widening her eyes to look at what was causing her pain. A couple of robotic arms, similar to the ones she had met the last night, were pushing out the cotton filling she had put inside the nipple's hole, and were replacing it with what looked like a jewelry chain made of stainless steel attached to two bigger chain rings, with one end containing a green round protuberance and the other begin slightly bigger than its "brother" and having said protuberance colored red instead of green.

Dash could also notice that, unlike the last time, only her arms were fully strained, because her legs were blocked into place no thanks by two metal rings going around her knees, instead of her ankles, and she was in a erect -- even if with her limbs separated -- position, instead of a supine one. Plus, at least as far as she could tell, aside from a column full of holes, there was nothing at in the room. However, just like during the infamous sex session, she was just in her birthday suit and she wasn't exactly liking it one bit -- even if her fantasies of helplessness had gotten slightly bolder by now --.

But that didn't matter to her. What it mattered now was that, while the green end of the chain was set inside the hole left the night before, the other one was, bizarrely enough, nestled inside her belly button.

"Uh-hu, they didn't pierce my belly button for some reasons. But, for all I know, probably it's grafted in my flesh by now or something." Dash muttered to herself, before sighing an waiting for the aliens to start up. As Dash remained there waiting, her fantasies of lack of control started to surface, timidly rising at first. Dash bit her lip at the mere presence of them.

"Don't do it, it may end badly, really badly." She said to herself, attempting to stop herself from giving satisfaction to the ginger-licking aliens by the mans of getting aroused. Sure, resisting to arousal has been proven pointless already, if the night before was anything to go by, but Dash didn't felt like letting the extraterrestrials win over her either.

Some more time passed in silence and solitude, the only company begin the cold breeze blowing all over her body, making itself manifest especially in Dash's vulnerable spot and under her armpits. Dash expected a likely mind-controlled stallion, an android, or even an alien in flesh and bone -- or in scales and bone, whatever -- to come over, putting her like a right angle and abusing her, slapping her butt cheeks, ramming their genitalia up her rectum viciously, pulling her hair, without her begin able to do anything but shout. Truly a terrifying scenery for Dash... or was it?

She noted to herself that she had spent time in describing to herself how a stallion's penis -- or the equivalent, hopefully elongated, organ, in the case of the alien -- felt inside her butthole, and how each kind of physical abuse could have felt.

"That isn't completely right... shouldn't the idea of begin assfucked violently be enough to scare me? Also, why I feel wet?" Dash thought, as she indeed noticed that her genitalia's folds had gotten a bit wet with juices in the meanwhile.

Rainbow Dash had no time to justify it, as she heard an hum and noticed a green glow in her peripheral vision, both coming from her nipple piercing. As these two thing happened simultaneously, Rainbow Dash looked down and, aside from her left boob illuminated by the green light, she saw the red protuberance of her navel piercing glowingly weakly like a firefly in a lamp.

All of sudden, Dash did not felt anymore shame in begin in that situation, not much more than the one she would have presented in begin naked around an hypothetical sexual -- and, why not, romantic -- partner, and, in fact, she started to twitch her legs around and shake her arms around, as her mind started to desperately crave for sexual pleasure. Her vagina was feeling tumultuous in its desperate need to be penetrated, and her healthy nipple turned hard like a piece of rock. She just needed something to touch her, and quick!

However, that didn't mean she was fully and utterly absorbed by this strong desire of having sex.

"Wha- why? Why did that happen? Wait, am I real- Gah, stop it, I just wanna know what is go- Just screw me ple- No! Get an ho- No, please, go!" Dash muttered to herself, bickering with herself, as part of her was still scared and unwilling to proceed with whatever the aliens had in store for her that night.

Rainbow Dash kept muttering, snarling, barking, roaring against herself and the machine's operator, her desire not getting any smaller or any easier to keep in check. To make the task of keeping an hold on herself harder for Dash, some mechanical arms, after appearing from the ceiling with a hiss, had lowered themselves to Rainbow Dash's groin, spreading the pussy's lips apart slowly, which, inevitabily, caused Dash to drip out some liquid pleasure out from her main prize, with the arms giving out small tickles to her clitoris, be it on purpose or due to faulty mechanism.

"N-no... not again... Wait, yes, again!" She said, knowing well enough that she couldn't do anything about it but watch -- which, of course, both terrified and somewhat aroused her, but most the latter in that situation -- letting out a sigh and lowering her head as her body twitched around and she expelled some groans and hisses of appreciation. In short order, a small metal spreader, its shape resembling a mattress's spring with blunted-out ends, was delicately between her the snatch's lips, leaving her peehole and her cunt proper exposed to the air, which, of course, was cause of additional appreciation for Dash, who let her tongue hang loose out her mouth and moaned loudly, her judgment overpowered briefly by lust.

"O-okay, I'm pretty close to losing it, but I must keep going," she muttered to herself, once the clouding was gone again, just before looking down at her groin. But that wasn't going to last.

With a whirring and yet another mechanical hiss, the robot arms brought what looked like a transparent garden hose --which had been dropped from above --, a probe crudely shaped like a dido of about two centimeters of diameter at the end of said hose-like tube. Before Rainbow Dash could comment, or worry, about the size and the destination of such a big tube and of the aforementioned probe at the end of it, the mechanical arms inserted the probe -- and by extension the hose -- violently inside Dash's vagina, which made her howl and loudly moan, her folds dripping at each millimeter made inside her, as the probe was inserted all the way up, until it was a good deal inside Dash's uterus.

Rainbow Dash kept moaning, feeling excited but not fully satisfied, as she dripping some mare juices, failing to go back to rationality, all of this a good deal after the tube was actually inserted inside her pussy. Before her moans could end, the nipple piercing's hum became a loud buzz and the glow of both the nipple and the belly button piercings became a blinding blaze mixing green and red, while the hose started shaking a little. Those two factors combined made Dash feel even more titillated, her legs and arms starting to shake even more visibly and wildly, and, as it shook, she glanced at the hose, as a white liquid which felt as it passed thought the tube, started to be pumped inside her. Recognizing it as cum of unknown productor, Rainbow Dash lost it.

Her orgasm was really violent, as squirts of mare juices were ejected out at high speed out of Dash's slit, hitting the column in front of her in the process and covering it in the slimy liquid. The stallion and Dash's ejaculation sometimes mixed together, dripping out right on the floor underneath and expanding the already-present puddle of sexual excretions, or, more rarely, remained inside Dash

As cum was constantly pumped in her body, Dash could feel the cum's warmth spreading all inside her, especially in her innards, and saw her belly going from the flat surface it was before, to turn into a small bulge, which pleased her for some reasons, and made her shout for more.

Soon the small bulge had gotten bigger and bigger, and the cum's warmth now reaching Dash's chest. Her belly was getting rounder and rouder by the second, the navel nearly pushing itself out and her breasts resting against the bulge limply like flour sacks. By the time the cum loads were no more than a few drop of the precious white liquid, Dash had the appearance of a mare at an advanced state of pregnancy waiting for three foals.

That didn't both Dash at all, however. In fact, she was enjoying the sense of fullness that the cum filling her up was giving her, the sensation of the last drops delicately leaving the vagina for hit the steel floor and join the large body of "water" at her feet was something that pleased Rainbow Dash a lot.

The female, once unstrained, will step down and walk to the next area.

With a sound of escaping steam, the restraints of both the arms and the legs were undone. Rainbow Dash stretched her arms outwards, the nipple piercing's hum lowering its volume and the blaze coming from the colorful protuberances becoming weak sparkling slowly. Then she tentatively lifted her leg to move, and with this action she could feel a swishing in her belly. Not only she looked as if she were highly pregnant, she was also feeling and moving like a pregnant mare. Moving a couple steps forward at the opposite direction of the column slowly and trying to adjust to the swishing of the bulge -- as she wasn't used to be so heavy and have such a big belly as hse was now --, she felt something tugging her cunt. Turning around, she saw that hose was still plugging her up.

Almost as if the controller felt embarrassed from the mistake, the voice spoke up again, this time sounding less a pre-recorded tape or a stern scientist, and more like some pony with a lisp that made them stress the "s" apologizing.

T'urtle Doveeh...

The mechanical arms quickly went around Rainbow Dash's , unceremoniously pulling out the hose and the probe out of her vagina and hastily replacing it with a green peg made of metal. The sensation of both things happening was enough for Dash to drop thinking about what was going on and let her legs shake.

"Wow, that was weird... and I still don't know what is going on. I hope that I'm not pregnant now, and, if I am, that I'm pregnant with a foal and not an abomination," Dash said to herself, lightly patting her huge belly and causing it to bounce a little, before walking forward towards the only visible door there, her belly still rocking a bit as she move, and each step feeling like a deed for the ages.

However, she got there, where her alien abductor wanted her to be, specifically next to the sliding door. The voice was back at begin recorded tape-like, with just only a hint of hesitation at the start.

The female will walk inside with her arms spread out. It will put the lower limbs in the holes provided.

The door opened up, sliding downwards, allowing Rainbow Dash to see a semi-circular room, with a good deal of the room -- the round part to be more precise... occupied by a giant piece of machinery, while the straight well had two holes next to it.

"That... that's kinda scary to look at, actually," Rainbow Dash muttered to herself, fluttering her wings a little and letting out a barely perceptible whine. She wasn't sure about what that was, or what it did, and she really, really wanted to avoid to do it. But she knew very well that it was the only way out, and part of her mind was adamantly convinced that going through... whatever the machine had to offer, was going to be very pleasant, maybe even more than what she had been through before.

Still not completely sure, Rainbow Dash slowly walked towards the holes in the floor, and waited to see what was going to happen next. Facing the machine, Dash could now see something looking like a metal, pony-sized half cylinder laying in a niche of a wall machine full of indicators, screens showing incomprehensible things and writings in a unknown language written in an angular alphabet all over the place.

A whirr came from the machine, as the half cylinder left its niche and slowly moved towards Dash, until the cold metal bumped against her expanded belly. Rainbow Dash raised her arms up in the air, as the cylinder suddenly started to close fully around her, the cold metal pressing against her wings and her enlarged belly, causing Dash to feel somewhat cold and squeezed out, in turn making her try to squirm around. The cylinder kept pressing, the buldge squelching and flattening itself, spreading basically all over Dash, the sensation of which felt good to Dash. The machine started to click softly, as Dash slowly settled inside the pressure applied all over her body thanks to both the cylinder and her bulge.

With a moan, looked at the screen, seeing a scan of her current shape of her body. Dash, while waited for the machine to do something else out of curiosity and sexual excitement, looked at the screen, and saw that the scan waszooming over three different areas of her body: her vagina, her healthy breasts and her brain.

Before she could give herself any justification for these focuses, Rainbow Dash felt two small pricking sensations hitting both her breasts. Rapidly looking down at her chest, she saw two needles hurriedly rushing away, and her breasts slightly glowing orange and tickling a little bit, which caused Rainbow Dash to giggle softly and lightly moan a the same time, not caring very much about what was that, as long as it felt good. Shortly after, there was a loud thump, and Dash felt something jabbing her butt. Before she could register it fully, Dash fell asleep.

The next day, Dash felt sick. really, really sick. The bulge gained the day before had decreased in its intensity by now, but it didn't disappear completely, her boobs were constantly tingling, and the alien didn't even remove the navel piercing, which was seemingly was left turned on and never shut off even when Rainbow Dash had been brought back to land.

Dash groaned, as she looked at the amount of vomit, a mixture of her dinner and old sperm, she had hurled inside the toilet bowl.

"Ugh... I feel awful, something is kicking in my bell. I need to get checked out."