Abducted

Fluttershy awoke in her bunk bed, assigned to her over the previous day. The taste of semen and stickiness when she moved her head indicated she hadn’t washed from the cum shower she’d gotten the evening prior. She was alone in the room, the other mares having gone somewhere, so when she yawned and smacked her lips she wasn’t expecting a pony to fall from the top bunk to the floor.

“Oh my, are you alright?” she asked hurriedly and hopped from the bed. Her ears fell back and she grimaced, ready for some form of punishment, but when a second passed and none came, she turned her attention to whoever had fallen.

She gasped and jerked back, burping quietly and tasting the salty aroma of her meal last night. “Y-you?”

The pegasus stallion sat up and held a hoof to his head. “Ugh, yeah. I guess we’re paired now,” he said with a slight grin that left his face when he saw the bottom of her hoof flying towards him from the side. She slapped him hard enough to send him sprawling across the floor.

“What are you doing here? Why did you do that to me, last night? What did you give me to make me go so… sex crazy?!”

He scooted away from her and placed his own hoof to his cheek, then looked at a small spattering of blood, then sat up. “Look, the air in most of these rooms is pumped full of pheromones, I didn’t have to do anything to you. Once you got started that was all you, and when you go feral,” he smirked and she tensed causing him to flinch. “Look, after you had your fun,” he gestured to her, “you fell asleep and the voice set some of us in pairs.”

“Some of us?”

“Yeah, others were sent to another area. You, me, and a couple of other pairs are breeding stock now.” Fluttershy covered her mouth with her hooves and whimpered. “Yeah, we don’t have much choice in the matter, because you saw what happens to ponies that don’t cooperate,” he looked at the ceiling and then to her.

“B-but, I’m not ready to be a mother.”

“Then you’re as good as dead,” he shrugged, “that’s how it works here.”

“Here? Do you know where we are?”

“Only a rumor that’s been going around for a few months; that we’re on our way to another planet, foalnapped by aliens.”

“What… what’re they gonna do to us?” she let tears fall from her eyes.

“I dunno, maybe slave labor, maybe they need a population of ponies, maybe they need magic… maybe they want pets. Whatever it is, I’d rather not die when I can be alive.”

“Alive as a slave?” she said acidically.

“Whatever,” he shrugged.

“And our foals? You want them born into slavery, or served as dinner for some alien?”

He looked down and sighed, “No, didn’t think of that. But, what’re the odds that’d happen? They took so many of us that they have to have a need for us, and not just as food.”

Fluttershy wiped her eyes on her foreleg and stood up with a squelch. She looked at where she was sitting and blushed, then sat again. “Did you have to… finish inside me?”

He snickered and shook his head. “Uh, Fluttershy, right? You had a half dozen stallions cum in your body, and five on it. You were pretty out of it after you were on top of me and finished, you were pretty much like a school of fish during mating season.”

Her disgusted face said plenty and she looked at what she could of her body. Her fur was matted with dried silvery goop that she quickly recognized and squeaked at. “Y-you mean I’m really covered with…”

“Yeah, you couldn’t get enough. It was kinda hot at first, but when I got shoved out of the group,” he looked at her and met her gaze, “I was kinda upset. I had to wait and then fight my way back in, claiming you as my mare like you’d claimed me. Then there was some crazy orgy that happened with everypony just going sex crazed, but you were exhausted and, well, I just held you on the bed.

“You did spend most of the time grinding yourself against me… and I did take you from behind a couple times,” he shrugged when she glared at him, “but when you finally passed out you were so pretty,” he looked away.

Fluttershy saw him starting to extend from his sheath, his black and brown spotted cock growing as he spoke and recalled the night. She sighed and stood, ignoring the strings of white cum that connected her to a small puddle on the floor that had leaked from her. She went to him and hugged him with her eyes closed.

“You know, I didn’t really know what I was doing, but I did mean it when I said you were my stallion,” she said softly, “and if we’re stuck here, maybe we can find a way to escape together.”

He snorted and hugged her back. “Look, I’ve been here for a couple weeks. All that happens here is sex, everywhere we go is controlled. The collars don’t come off, the hoof cuffs are here to stay, and there’s no escape because no pony knows where we are,” he gently pushed her back, “we’re all we have, Fluttershy, and all I finally have, is you.”

She blushed and looked down at his cock and her mind flashed through images of the previous night and how she’d felt with him, specifically. “Um, do you want to, maybe, take a shower together?”

He brightened up. “Yeah, as pretty as you are; you smell like too many other stallions and it’s confusing,” he held his head in his forehooves and she giggled. “I’ll help you get clean and smelling normal, and you can do the same to me.”

She sniffed at him. “You smell fine to me.”

“Yeah… I guess that somewhere in the orgy a stallion found me attractive enough,” he blushed and stood. Fluttershy had her first laugh in too long.

“From behind?”

“Yeah.”

“Well, that’s how mares feel all the time,” she tapped his nose with her hoof, “that’s why so many of us have long tails,” she giggled and moved past him. “Normally we have to wait and get taken to the showers, what’s going to happen now?”

“Well, we’re on light release. We can talk to each other and move between some places together, but don’t talk to anypony else and don’t get too far from me. I heard that it hurts, more than anything,” he said and rubbed the side of his neck.

“Oh, I understand. So, Atom Smasher, I’ll show you to the mare’s showers.” His ears perked and he grinned. “Naughty stallion,” she scolded him and turned away, knowing her tail wouldn’t hide her privates and she took a slight pride in that, and that she could feel cum leaving her body with every third stride.

She could hear him sniffing and snorting at the air while she led him down a main hall and to the showers. Once inside, the room was steaming from hot water. She could hear noises and made her way to the far corner and into one of the stalls with him beside her now. He couldn’t smell anything and for the first time he liked it.

They started the water and stood under it, letting their skin get wet before helping each other scrub their coats clean from sweat, sex and fluids. It wasn’t long after that that he gave her a quick kiss and turned to focus on the water as it cascaded through his mane.

She ran her hoof across his cheek and kissed where she’d scratched him with the slap, then kissed his cheekbone, then his lips. He moved quickly and pushed her against the wall, his barrel to hers, while their lips met and his tongue entered her mouth, to her surprise. She blinked her eyes closed and mewled while embracing him.

He guided one of her hind legs off the floor and onto his hip while kissing her and she gasped when she felt his fifth leg pressing against her inner thigh. She looked at him with wide eyes and when he asked if she was ready she nodded slightly and hugged him, her neck across his shoulder.

As he penetrated her she shuddered and rocked her hips forward and back, making sure to help him enter her. He managed to get past half way inside her before she pulled him closer and lifted her other hind leg to his hip, holding him as he wobbled. “Wa! I can’t stay up like this,” he said as his legs slipped.

“Then don’t,” she whispered into his ear before biting it playfully. He fell to his four hooved and with a little scoot from Fluttershy, he was almost all the way inside her. She clung to him while he stood there, water washing them both while they coupled in the strangest way he’d never heard of.

“Go for a trot,” she told him and leaned her head back to kiss under his chin. He looked at the door, then to the mare holding onto him, then the door again. He gulped and opened it, exposing them both to the steamy shower room and took a few hesitant steps. “Pinkie Pie, a friend of mine, told me about this,” she said breathily as he walked slowly down the row of private showers to the main communal shower room, then back.

Every step jostled him inside her and she barely had to do anything to feel the rush of pleasure he gave while she held on. She didn’t loosen her hold as they made the path several times, or when the tingle in her chest grew to a roiling burn, waiting to be snuffed out. Only when he came inside her and she felt his flared cock pressing against her cervix did she finally lose her grip around his withers.

She fell to the floor and rolled over, the feeling of his cum filling her womb so much she could almost feel it stretching inside her was enough to send her over the edge. He thrust against her haunches and hooked his forelegs at her hips to give himself more leverage and depth while she pushed back against him and practically screamed orgasmically in time with his own noises.

Her body lying on the wet floor, him collapsed on her, and the feeling of hot cum forcing its way past his still hard cock to leave her body; she couldn’t remember a time she felt more complete and whole as a mare. She weakly turned her head and her lips met his, their heavy breaths mixing and filling each other’s senses until they stopped and he rolled off her, getting her to moan as he left her and rubbed over several spots that sent shivers through her body.

“I… I think,” she said with a giggle, “I like being breeding stock.”

“Heh, me too,” he bit her neck gently and they lay there, several other ponies looking at them from their own showers, relaxing in one another’s gaze.