Abducted

by Mochas Dungeon

Rating: mature
Tags: Porn, Fetish, Non-consensual, Fluttershy, Sex, Gore, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Dark
Length: 10679

Fluttershy is abducted, trained, and sold into a galactic sex market.

When Fluttershy fell asleep, she had no idea she'd be waking up with dozens of others on an alien spaceship destined for places unknown with little to do besides have sex.

Commission, funny thing is it was supposed to be 5k words, but there was too much potential! 😜

One Gore/Horror scene, second half of chapter 2, can be skipped.

Triggers: Lots of sex, training, breaking of spirit and feral passion.

I hope to expand this story in the future, I enjoyed it quite a bit.

Published 2018-09-18 15:30:01 UTC
Last updated 2018-09-18 15:30:01 UTC

Snatched

Rainbow knocked on her friend’s door, loudly. “Hey?! Open up, we haven’t seen you in a couple days and we’re worried… if you don’t open up I’ll break your door open,” she shouted and then landed, turned, reared and bucked the door hard. On the third strike she stopped and turned back to face it and knock again. “Stupid sturdy door,” she mumbled.

Later that day she returned with her friends. “Where are all the animals?” Twilight asked and they all took notice that the area was much like it would normally be and all mumbled their own thoughts. Applejack ran ahead and pounded on the door.

“AJ, I tried that. She’s not answering and the doors too tough to,” Rainbow’s mouth shut when the farm mare turned and bucked the door open with apparent ease and they all ran in with Rainbow lagging behind as she checked the door.

“She ain’t down here… not a critter in sight,” Applejack said nervously stopping in the middle of the room.

“Upstairs, darlings. Perhaps she’s ill or has had a great fall?!”

Twilight teleported upstairs and opened the bathroom. “She’s not here.” Pinkie hopped out of the bathroom and ran past her.

“I’ll check her bedroom! Maybe she’s planned a surprise with all her animals and,” she opened the door and froze midair. Her body darkened and her hair fell flat as she landed, gawking and staring inside.

“What is it, Pinkie?” Twilight asked as she stood beside her and looked in.

The others clambered up the stairs and pushed past each other and finally past the two mares staring into the room. Rarity promptly turned to the nearest wall and vomited, Rainbow landed and fell to her belly, Applejack took her hat off and pressed it to her chest while Twilight’s eyes spilled tears down her cheeks. “N-no… Not her, too.”

The room, filled with blood, innards, pink hairs and yellow pelt mixed in; a small skeleton lay on the bed, the center of the carnage that filled the room, shattered from within.

“I… can’t throw a party for this, ever.”

Fluttershy woke to an electric shock against her cutie mark. She screamed sharply, leaping to her hooves and gagging as something choked her. Her eyes darted left and right in the dim green light seeing more ponies than she could count in a row just like hers. Each were collared tightly, so tight she could see, and feel her own, collar digging into her neck. Thick fetlock cuffs were on their forelegs, she felt them on her hindlegs so she made the correct guess. A klaxon blared and everypony that hadn’t been awakened jolted and most fell down gagging. She tried to move her forelegs to touch the collar but they were rooted to the floor, all her hooves were.

The ground was soft like cork, but she couldn’t tell and didn’t really care. Her wings stung when she moved them, a sign they were strapped down, sending her into a slight panic. A stallion beside her coughed.

“Miss, don’t worry, whatever’s happening; this’ just a bad dream. It has to be, right?”

A male voice spoke flatly from above them in broken Equestrian. “Stand, all. Turn east face.” Their legs were released from the floor and she stumbled slightly. She hesitated, earning another shock to her flank and giving another yelp. She stumbled when the collar tugged her and she faced right into the rump of a stallion. A chorus of apologies and whines filled the air and Fluttershy couldn’t help but resign herself to whatever fate awaited her, offering a quiet apology into the stallions tail.

Fluttershy squeaked and moved forward into the warm scrotum of the stallion in front of her when a snout pressed into her vulva. She blushed fiercely and lowered her head as she realized what’d happened and that the snout pressed against her was breathing heavily against her, smelling her and taking her scent in.

“All move walk east.”

A few paces and stumbling motions got the entire row moving in step and progressing. The fact she had her muzzle hanging below a stallion’s exposed genitals was one of the most embarrassing moments of her life, yet she found it incredibly sexy and naughty. The hot breath against her own labia didn’t help her issue.

“Follow path. No go. No talk.”

The walk felt like it went on for longer than Fluttershy could handle and she felt herself starting to wink in arousal. The musk from ahead and the breath from behind. She chanced a look under and looked intently at the stiff mottled cock swinging under the stallion. A part of her mind begged for a stallion to be behind her, but she didn’t know what to expect from that if anything did happen.

The scent of arousal started filling the area they walked down and Fluttershy stopped caring about where she was, the tightness of the collar on her neck, the weight on each of her legs, the invisible rope that bound her to the next pony ahead of her, pulling her close enough to remind her of the carnal nature of ponykind.

Along she trudged, following a path of lights that appeared under the stallion’s member. She focused on those, finally able to distract herself and get into a tedium that drove the naughtiness of the moments away. Blue. Grey. Blue. Grey. Blue. Grey, her mind droned. She wasn’t ready for when she was jerked from between the stallion’s hindlegs to the left while he was tugged right.

She didn’t make more than a squeak as a pain in her neck stung, reminding her of the collar. She tried to turn her head but quickly stopped the action when the pain felt like the fur and mane on her neck was being ripped out. She was able to look around and noticed the path was walled several ponies high, lights above were steady shining white and without the musk of a stallion in her nose. Her tail fell and she realized she was exposed, the spell every pony wore to keep themselves modest, except with the closest of friends or medical personnel, was gone.

She noticed the air smelled mildly of stallions musk, but nothing else.

She followed the tug to prevent more pain in the back of her head, her legs were growing slightly tired, and she didn’t know how far or how long she’d been walking, but all she could think of was how she went to bed the night before and woke up like this.

Her head was pulled down and before she noticed she had her muzzle under another tail, this one a mare who was wet and pungent, a bulge under her belly implied her pregnancy and Fluttershy wondered what the foal would go though.

Fluttershy, along with many other mares in her column, made noises of disapproval, but couldn’t do anything about it. The nose in Fluttershy’s marehood snorted and moved closer, rubbing against and into her body. Fluttershy whimpered in both pleasure and embarrassment when she felt a tongue slide inside her body.

“Please,” she lowered her head to look under herself, “d-don’t. I’m…”

The voice of the mare behind her cut in, “A virgin? I can tell,” the mare’s soft voice giggled, but didn’t look to meet Fluttershy’s eyes. Only her mouth moved, then her tongue hung from her mouth and Fluttershy stumbled, sending herself and several other mares swaying, crying out in pain.

“I’m sorry! I’m- aaah!” Electricity coursed through her and the mares ahead and behind her, pain tingling through their bodies. Fluttershy was almost brought to her knees, except the tugging kept her moving.

The mare behind Fluttershy spat under her body where she could see clear saliva. “Do that again and I’ll bite you!”

“Follow path. No go. No talk.”

Mares whimpered and whined when the voice repeated itself. They regained a pace as Fluttershy’s tears wet her cheeks, her muzzle brushed another mare’s wet pussy, and a mare she didn’t know, or like, tasted her every so often; chucking when Fluttershy would sway her tail around her head and try to lower it to no avail.

“Please, Princess Celestia. Help me.”

Sorted

Sorted

The tug on her collar pulled her aside and her snout, thankfully, away from the other mare’s smell. She blinked in the green lighting and glanced around, seeing earth ponies being taken their own way so she quickly realized she was going with other Pegasi. She wondered how many there were, but her thoughts were pulled quickly away by a pained scream.

She was led into a warehouse with pegasi in beds, each bed seemed odd, but she couldn’t tell how yet. She noticed about half the mares seemed to have shorn tails and parts of their manes were cut, styled, or braided to stay away from their faces.

She was suddenly tugged into another direction and, over several minutes, led to a bed to call her own. She stumbled when the tugging stopped and she was bathed in golden light, as warm and inviting as the Sun on a warm day.

The feeling was brief as the green light returned. She climbed onto her bed and looked to the mares to her left and right. “Wh-what’re we doing here?”

A green mare with blue mane looked at her with tired eyes. “I will do as you please, master. Please, tell me what to do,” she said moving turning on her bed, her tail moved aside and showing herself to Fluttershy who flinched and looked away.

“The enchantment, to keep ourselves covered. What happened to it?”

The grey mare to her other side answered in a lethargic way, “They took the enchanted gem, make us show everything. Mating all the time,” she winced and lowered her head. Fluttershy noticed her mane was shaved short and her tail was trimmed, a wrapping around her dock kept the hair away and her vulva exposed.

“Wh-who would do such a horrible thing to so many ponies? Why hasn’t the Princess stopped them?”

The grey mare barked a laugh. “The bugs fake our death, take us away, no pony knows we’re gone.”

Fluttershy cocked her head to the side. “Bugs? I can talk to them, maybe they’ll let us go.”

“No! Don’t speak without permission! Don’t move without guidance. Don’t cum before Master,” she curled onto herself and began repeating the mantra to herself. Fluttershy tore her gaze away and looked closer at the ponies around her, every one she could see was a pegasus, their wings were bound, and if not bound them clipped so flight of any kind wasn’t possible, and had varying grades of being shaved, from their manes and tails, to a single mare that was shaved completely bald.

Fluttershy couldn’t look away in time and made eye contact with the bald mare. Where she expected to see some shame and offense, she only saw resignation in the mare. Fluttershy whimpered, lay her head down, and cried into her hooves.

***

The hours passed, there was no talking or idle chit chat, and Fluttershy was shocked when she tried to talk to another pony across the aisle, so she was silent and full of fear when she was awoken and taken to a room that fit twenty pegasi mares. Machines lowered articulating arms that grabbed the first mare, screaming and panicking so much she let her bladder loose on the mares under her.

She wasn’t very popular after that when her wings were clipped and she was set onto the floor, between the group of mares she’s taken her morning pee on. The glares at her were enough to make Fluttershy want to go over and hug the mare, if she could move that far through the still panicked crowd.

One by one they were grabbed, clipped, and set down again until they were all done and led one by one, with several seconds between them down a hall and into another room, this one large enough to fit ten mares. Fluttershy stood with her group, fluttering her wings with the rest of them while they got used to the different feeling of air in their feathers.

A couple tried flight, but it was obviously pointless and a warning from the voice above them ordered them not to attempt escape. They all began to talk amongst each other while they waited, “Wait, did you hear that?”

“Hear what? I’m not listening to anything but my new friend over here.”

“Hush! I swear I heard a scream.”

“A-a-a scream?”

“Was it in fear, are they killing us?!”

“Maybe she was orgasming!”

“No,” the first mare shouted over the quickly panicking ponies in the room, “it was in pain. I’m a nurse and know the sound too well.”

“What kind of pain, can you tell?”

The mares in the room started hushed conversations. “No, I can’t. It’s not bearing a foal or from an accidental broken leg or something… this isn’t right,” she said to herself.

A yellow mare shouted suddenly, “This isn’t right? We’re not even sure if we’re in Equestria anymore and you think a scream is strange?!” she opened her wings and tried to take flight by habit and several actuated arms lowered from hidden slots in the ceiling. They moved quickly and grabbed each of the mare’s appendages and pulled her to the ceiling, leaving her head hanging free while her limbs and wings were held taught.

“Get me down from here!”

The mare panicked and began to fight against the restraining grip and the voice replied. “No move. No sounds. No escape. Punish.”

The room fell silent and the yellow mare hiccupped. Tears fell from her eyes directly down and one landed on Fluttershy. Fluttershy watched in horror with the other mares as the limbs retracted slightly and the yellow mare screamed in fright, then pain, then agony as her hooves were pulled, crunching into the ceiling; following after the gripping mechanism.

“No move. No sounds. No escape. Punish.”

Blood rained down on the screaming mares and when they noticed that the yellow mare was still alive, screaming with them it sent them all into a panic, all except Fluttershy who has pushed herself into a corner and curled into a ball, hugging her tail so tightly it hurt. This is a dream. A nightmare. Wake me up, Luna. Please, Princess Luna.

There was a machine whirring and the tell tale sound of a saw cutting through something, then the room went completely silent. The horror of what they’d all seen at that moment would haunt them for the rest of their lives. The smell, taste, and the very moment itself became part of their phyche as the mare on the ceiling was quickly split down the middle. Everything in her body that could come loose came loose and rained down on to other mares.

The metallic walls were painted red, each mare was wearing a piece of the yellow mare. One mare watched something on her nose moved in a rhythmic motion until it rolled off and added to the splattering sound at their hooves.

The door slid open and the mares were tugged out, one by one, into the hall. Every mare was covered in blood and entrails, every mare was shocked at what’d happened, and every mare knew not to make a sound, not to escape, and not to move, or they’d be punished.

They were led to a massive shower room, divided into blocks that held ten mares each. The voice came over the speaker system with its orders. “No escape. Clean.”

The shower was where every mare broke down, as though their caretakers had allotted them time to grieve and clean at the same time. Each mare didn’t hesitate to scrub another mare clean while crying and being scrubbed in return by another mare. It was loud, it was messy, the floors were red for the first five minutes, but every mare bonded during that time.

Fluttershy kept her heart open and tried to share her thoughts. “We’re not alone, we have each other. The Princesses will save us and wipe this nightmare from our memories, then life can go back to normal.”

A quiet voice spoke up, bringing the reality of the situation back to them. “The dead ones can’t go back.”

Silence, except for water falling, was all that remained as some mares spent time washing their wings and hair again and again. They didn’t care what the soap smelled like or what it was made of, or that now every mare smelled the same so they couldn’t smell each other out of a crowd. Somberly, they prepared and lined up when they were done and the water stopped falling.

They were taken back to their beds where they lay and stared at the ceilings, the green lights reminding them of forests, grasses, loved ones… anything to distract their minds from what they’d seen.

“Hey, Butters,” a mare called from across the aisle. She whined at the shock but grinned when Fluttershy looked at her. The mare spoke softly, but loud enough for Fluttershy to hear if she focused. “Did you go through the don’t escape room?” Fluttershy’s expression was the answer. “It’s okay, we’re alive. We can stay strong for each other.”

“Who, are you?”

“Name’s Blue Skies. You’re Fluttershy, aren’t ya? Well, hot dog,” they shared a smile, “since we’re here for the long haul, might as well make friends, right?”

“Long… Long haul?”

“Yeah, everypony thinks we’re dead back home. Didn’t you hear about ponies ‘exploding’ and they couldn’t find out why? It was the bugs,” she snickered and looked up to the lights. “They’re smart, they know how to make it look like we died. Been doing it for a couple years now across the planet, now they got us. Soon, we’ll be sent off to another place and… nopony knows what happens then,” she said softly, her gaze falling to the floor.

“What’re you talking about? I’m afraid I don’t understand, are you saying we’re being taken across the ocean?”

Blue covered her mouth with both hooves, still a little snot went flying from her nose when she laughed. It terrified Fluttershy when an orange beam of light zipped between their beds, directly over the mess and cleaned it via disintegration.

“Mare, we’re not on the planet anymore. They’re taking us across the universe,” Blue said happily. “Tell somepony else, because if the rotation goes as it has been, I’ll be out of here within two days.”

“Two days?!”

“Just remember this; do whatever they tell you,” she said flatly with urgency. “Anything and everything, and it’ll be a lot easier on you. If you’re a fighter, they’ll break you of that and you’ll be here even longer. Or, maybe you’ll end up on the ceiling,” she snickered when Fluttershy flinched back and looked up, waiting for arms to grab her.

Quietly, Fluttershy started crying and stopped listening to her new friend. Nothing had prepared her for this and there was no way to send a message home… or was there?

Author's Note

Like I said, no sexy, just mental breaking.

I can change it up if it's too much.

Silence

Silence

The group was deathly quiet, save for the thuds their hooves made on the floor. Not even a feather in a wing rustled as Fluttershy and eleven other mares were led down a sterile white corridor that made her lose herself in the depths of white if she looked aside or up.

She wondered how her home was, her animals, her friends. A smile crossed her lips and her hope blossomed, even through all this, she'd never be alone with them in her memory and heart.

She bumped the trail of the mare ahead of her and restrained a vocal apology, instead they shared understand looks. Fluttershy looked around, they were in a round room with ten stalls.

She and the others moved to a stall on their own. A blue field of energy came to life above and behind them, locking them in while two mares looked between the sealed stalls and the mares within.

They all exchanged worried looks and panic began to rise. Seven of the mares began panting, terrified of what was going to happen to the mares.

One mare in a stall chose death over being an example and threw herself at the glowing wall, only to hit what felt like a wall. She was sure it was deadly, but just sat and hung her head in resignation.

The room fell silent when a click came from above them and the two mares were grabbed from under their bodies by clamps that held their hooves firmly to the floor.

Fluttershy was one of the mares that turned away, closed out the real world, and did their best to ignore the sounds being made.

She felt her neck collar pull her out of the stall and she suddenly became too terrified to scream. She moved to her hooves and stood proud, tall, and with honor.

She was suddenly ready to experience death after all her years of being afraid, now she was resolute. She felt a rig on her tail and completely lost all control.

She leapt, screamed, scrambled, bit at the appendages, all while crying with a lifetime's worth of tears at the very moment. She was pulled across the floor, not a bit ashamed of her panic. Her only thought was what they'd taken from her.

She dared to peek an eye open and heard a buzzing she recognized. She turned quickly to look herself over, patting herself and moving her wings while standing.

All the mares were looking at her stall, even the mares currently being shaved and trimmed. Their luscious hair falling to the floor exposing the mares’ vulva to the world.

She looked back and saw her tail was cut to about foreleg length and puffed out like a cheap bouquet of flowers that was held at the base by a green collar. She looked at the other mares and knew she had a serious mane trim, enough to flow and accentuate her features.

She blushed and habitually turned her head to hide behind a mane that wasn't there. She turned her sure to the group and took shaky breaths as the adrenalin waned.

She yawned and felt like taking a nap, but decided she didn't like being woken up with a choking, so she just rested her chin on her fetlocks while mares were quickly clipped and trimmed.

Once done the hair fell into slots in the floor that sealed as quickly as they'd appeared. The shimmering doors were gone and the mares quickly lined up before the pull started.

It was nice to have a semblance of control in their setting, so they took it.

The next room they could smell from a ways away. The pungent scent of unwashed marehood almost stung and they all tried to resist the pull into the room and released.

It was dark. Their eyes hadn't had a chance to adapt and now they could barely see the mare nearest each other. Fluttershy stood still, listening for anything. A familiar click clack and a mare gasping in shock.

There wasn't any panic this time, so the mares waited. And waited, until they noticed shapes forming. They squinted and smiled at each other, each trying to convey a message of some sort.

The noise was piercing and it rumbled the floor under them, then silence.

A quiet whimper came from the stranded mare, then another, and a longer one that ended with a guttural groan. The mares in the room moved closer to her, as though to guard her.

The mare nickered and panted, finally whining and then silence. Deathly silent, except for a quiet trickling. The scent of arousal rose and the mares had several ideas from her peeing and freshening the stank, to her adding her own fluids to the quagmire.

The answer came when the next mare’s hooves were clamped and she squeaked loudly. Fluttershy looked over and saw the outline of the mare and heard a squishing sound that she knew too well, from her days of fantasies and lonely nights. She moved closer to the mare beside her. “It’s doing things to her,” she whispered so quiet she could barely be heard by the ear she whispered into.

The mare nodded and turned away to whisper the same to the next mare. The mare being pleasured was encircled by the mares, now looking and listening intently at the sounds being made. Even the recently finished mare watched, her pussy winking ever time a moan whined.

By the time the mare came the mares in the room were getting nervous and aroused themselves. Fluttershy whined when her hooves were clamped next, pressing the cuffs on her legs and she pulled against the clamp. A warm air blew from under her and she felt something touch her underbelly.

She whined quietly, praying for help, as whatever it was slid along her underbody and started vibrating. She inhaled sharply and froze as it rand between her teats and send a strange pulse of pleasurable tingles straight into her vagina. Her eyes closed slightly as the now obvious vibrator touched her clit and she felt herself wink against it, she barely stayed on her hooves as it pressed into her and began to violate her marehood.

And she liked it.

She looked up to the ceiling and began to pant while it went deeper inside her with every few thrusts until it started to thicken and became very ribbed. She didn’t know what to do as every single spot inside her was gently massaged and tickled; and the warm air that was now blowing in steady gusts that encouraged her wings to open as though she were flying.

It was like having sex with the perfect partner while he was holding her mid flight. The thought and fantasy barely flashed into her mind when she felt an orgasm explode inside her without warning. She gasped a breath in and whinnied as it felt like it started to slowly spin inside her and press itself to her cervix and make it worse.

She moaned louder and louder, her hips bouncing as she came and fluids spilled from her body in a steady stream that didn’t seem to end for the orgasming mare. She rocked side to side, back and forth, starting to whine. “P-please, make it stop,” she asked as another orgasm racked her body.

The dildo didn’t stop or slow it’s motions, in fact it seemed to speed up slightly with each orgasm, and at its current rate it was going to double its speed, but it wasn’t painful or uncomfortable; it felt perfect for her. She heard the other mares whispering but couldn’t make out what they said, the vibrations were so intense they were vibrating the back half of her body as she cried out the next orgasm and the device increased.

She suddenly realized noise made it worse, so even though the multiple orgasms she pushed through them and into the rational parts of her mind; regaining some control and imagining a dragon baring over her with its mouth open, sharp teeth dripping thick saliva and an orange fire in the back of its throat.

It had the desired effect and she cowered back as much as she could, the next orgams stopped early and after a few seconds she felt the pulsing coursing through her body slowing as the thing stopped fucking her and shrank back to its insertion size and after a few seconds it removed itself from her.

Her legs collapsed from under her and she fell into the results of her multiple orgasms and managed to whisper, “Don’t make noise,” as she fell asleep with a content smile and warmth flowing through her. She could still feel it inside her, a phantom fucking still pulsed and throbbed inside her as she drifted away and she couldn’t help but whisper a thanks to Celestia for the machine stopping; she didn’t know how much more she could take before something happened.

It was indescribable, there was a feeling of a surge of energy inside her chest that happened.

Indoctrination

Fluttershy’s face hurt when the bridle was pulled over her head with too much force. She whined shortly but kept silent, the panties she’d woken up with were fitted with a powerful vibrator that would do to her what the thing in the darkness had done to her.

Already she was starting to understand why she’d hear mares across the dorm she was moved into with her group, making so much noise. She herself felt the urge to make noises when she hoped no pony was near her as she began to give in to her sexual desires. She spent a moment moving her ears and tipping her head about to get it set. A bit was fastened to the side of her bridle and she watched it swing into her vision.

She’d had a bit in her mouth a couple times, it was something all ponies had to experience while in public schools to understand how to control an out of control pony for security reasons she never cared to remember or listen to. She was tugged with a sharp jerk on her bridle and led into line with the other mares from her group.

“Good morning, Butter Ball. Sleep well?” She whispered at a volume they learned was safe to communicate with.

“Yeah, darn thing went off twice last night,” she flicked her tail and Fluttershy got a look at the device she was wearing over her hips, around her tail, and down her thighs, all holding a white vibrator that held just above her clit.

“Mine too,” Fluttershy said and looked under herself at the mare behind her. “Blue Streak, did you sleep well?”

The mare looked at Fluttershy and shrugged. “I’ve had better, the darn thing went off and I went through a whole session.”

Fluttershy understood, she’d gotten penetrated and vibrated to orgasm without reason or warning, and she liked everything about it. She even wanted to make noise so she’d get another round, but she was humiliated enough as it was; to add addicted to sex was too much for the demure mare.

They all stood and walked with nothing much to talk about until the got to the next room. Every mare, Fluttershy included, grinned happily at the unicorn stallions they saw lined up and grinning in return. Each mare was pulled across to a stallion and held still via the bridle. They all tried whispering to the stallions, who tried to reply in kind but seemed to be having their own experience that was similar to them.

One stallion squatted and showed a device around his sheath that some mares saw and others tried to, a desire to see a stallion; some having never seen a real stallion’s cock.

Most weren't disappointed when they saw the stallion across from them at full mast, small droplets of precum leaking into puddles puddles them.

That was when Fluttershy realized why they were there. Her eyes widened and she shook her head, but the unicorns kept smiling. The stallions nickered and began to advance.

Fluttershy felt the pressure and heat along her rear and bit her lip, trying to fight the feeling. When the stallion was close enough he turned aside and she saw how huge he was.

She leaned down and inhaled his musk, then lost herself. Her tail flagged and she turned, offering herself to him without fight. She nickered when his breath waved over her aching marehood.

She quietly helped in surprise when his tongue slid along her slit. She begged internally for him, or any of them, to water the fire she had burning inside her.

Suddenly there was a weight on her back, forelegs settled against the sides of her barrel and squeezed tight.

She was panting heavily now, the moment was here, were she'd have her first stallion, and when he moved his hips she felt something hard and soft at the same time slap between her teats.

He humped twice more in a mere second, then found and penetrated his target.

Fluttershy didn't hear the other mares already in the act, she only cared about this stallion, her first. He was so thick it hurt slightly while her hole stretched to fit him.

He pulled out and in that instant clarity came to Fluttershy and she almost had a thought, then he pressed deeply inside her. She stiffened and rocked onto her hoof tips, his medial ring rubbed is way along pleasure spots no dildo could touch.

He pulled back and thrust so deep his hips met hers with a slap. He kept a steady rhythm, her rocking back and forth from the flats of her hooves to the tips and back with each thrust.

It came suddenly, when he bit the base of her neck. She screamed out, as loud as when she cheered for Rainbow Dash once, and everything turned white as inexplicable waves of pleasure coursed through her.

His hot seed wet along her hind legs as it mixed with her fluids. He jerked and have a final thrust, pressing his flare against her filling womb.

Just then a bright pink light encompassed the both of them and expanded to fill the room, sending everypony into intense multiple orgasms, some feel over and rode it out, while some kept having traditional sex until mixed cum splattered the floor.

The light waned and every mare turned to their stallion and pressed their lips together in a truly passionate kiss, once her stallions tongue slipped into her mouth another orgasm rocked her and she felt herself milking him for all she could get.

The itch abated and she sighed, letting her legs give she fell to her belly and the stallion laughed while panting. “Damn, best ever.”

Fluttershy couldn't think, couldn't move, couldn't even keep her eyes open, the only exception was when he backed up and she dug her forehooves into the floor, bit her lip, and whined as he left her body.

After a couple seconds of squishing she was empty of his cock, but his seed remained and she felt the delightful warmth inside her as she fell into a deep sleep.

Training Day

Fluttershy’s body trembled as she awoke, an odd feeling was in her mouth and when she instinctively clenched her anus, it was a little difficult. She moved her tongue to lick her lips and her eyes shot open. Her wings opened fully and she sat up, touching her mouth and feeling something in it, an ‘o’ shape, keeping her mouth open.

She could only assume the one in her ass was for the same purpose, but that hole wasn’t open yet. She looked around to see almost all the other mares looking at her while exploring their own, and each other’s, new attachments. She saw one mare had two strings attached to hearts at both sides of her asshole, when the mare moved it spread her open slightly and that was when Fluttershy realized what it was for.

That plus the panties with their modifications… she was a sex slave, and a sub at that. She knew about it from Rarity’s gossip and bragging, but to have it happen to her, and in such a way was unfathomable.

She covered her mouth with her forehooves and her eyes darted between the mares and she nearly jumped when a foreleg was draped over her back. Two more mares approached and the three hugged her. One tried to speak quietly, but her words were useless so she conveyed her sympathy through her expression.

A quiet hum and vibration against their vulva’s startled them all and they quickly gathered together for emotional support. They all felt their pussies being penetrated slowly by the vibrating dildo’s that grew from the panties and in random order they whined, gasped, moaned and squeaked as they reached orgasm over the next couple minutes.

Fluttershy felt hers come and go, thankful it wasn’t as terrible as when she was, her eyes widened and she looked to the mares beside her with worry and concern, watching as one was mid orgasm and the other was reaching that point. The mares eyes were closed, her tongue was hanging out of the o-ring in her mouth, and she was starting to rock with the thrusts given by the device.

She took note of where they were and it was a room that was clean, very clean. Beds were lined against the walls. Beds, for each of them, with fluffy sheets and pillows. She wanted so badly to lay down and let the torture pass, but when she moved her collar kept her where she was. She grumbled quietly and looked at the floor, saliva spilling from her mouth when she did.

She blushed and looked around, most of the other mares had more fluids leaving their bodies than what she’d just done, which made her blush deeper. A door hissed and opened, letting in a group of pegasi stallions with somber expressions. There were more this time, fifteen stallions to the eleven mares, and the stallions wouldn’t look the mares in the eyes.

A sudden flinch and gasp brought all the stallions’ wings up and got nearly all of them to moan while their rears trembled. Fluttershy watched as their cocks unsheathed and while she watched them grow she felt herself winking against the dildo that was starting to thicken and undulate inside her.

She could feel herself heating up and didn’t need the collar to move her to the nearest stallion. She moved quicker than she had ever in the name of lust and sexual release to a stallion. She shoved another mare that came close to him and nuzzled under his chin and rubbed her side along his body while she walked around him, taking in all of his scent and sharing hers with him.

She managed a single lap around when he reared and landed gently on her back, shoving her to the floor. She didn’t resist, but the orgasm she was nearing was getting to be too much and she closed her eyes as she felt hooves to both her sides. She lifted her rump, ready to take him in, but wasn’t ready when she felt what was obviously the flare of his cock pressing against her mouth.

Her eyes opened just in time to see his underbelly and the top of his stallionhood glisten as he pressed it inside her muzzle. She scooted back a mere few inches, then felt something hard against her anus. A hoof pressed against her dock and her knees buckled, as she lowered she felt the clamps gently pull her open and at that moment she knew she was fucked.

She moved forward and took one stallion deeper into her mouth, back took another into her, and so it was that each stallion moved closer to each other and she had, for the first time in her life, all her holes filled.

She wanted to stop it, to cry and hide. To have her mane back and to disappear behind it, but it felt good. She hated to think it to herself, but the salty musk from the stallion that was almost to his medial ring inside her muzzle was intoxicating, while the stallion, whose hips had met hers from behind, didn’t hurt as much as she thought it would. The panty dildo was still assaulting her vagina, labia, clitoris and g-spot; she quickly lost herself to the moment and gave in.

Her orgasm came and the stallion that was half way in her mouth pulled back so she could pant and breathe through it, while the stallion behind took it as encouragement to pound into her at a steady pace. Once she’d had a few seconds to weather the orgasm her oral assault resumed, to her surprised delight.

Once he was inside the o-ring she let her tongue dance and swirl across his cock as he pressed it deeper inside her. She lavished the flavor his precum filled her senses with and when he quickened his pace and went deeper she took in a deep breath and relaxed her throat to take him as far as he wanted to go.

She’d never imagined having balls striking her chin would be so fucking sexy and hot, but it was and it made her ache to feel his balls slapping against her winking clit. The stallion behind her began pounding hard and she remembered he was there, and with a shake of her head the stallion above her backed off so she could gasp fresh air into her lungs; then she lifted her head and started on him, she wanted to feel him inside her somehow, and this was enough.

The stallion behind her thrust hard and nickered, giving her a warm tingling she’d never felt in an odd place for her to describe, but then he left her and she felt his cum run down her slit and clit. She lay her hind on the floor and lifted her head, used her forelegs to grip his hind legs, and started to cum again. This time letting the waves of her passion flow through her and into him.

She felt warmth growing inside her and the stallion grunted; with a loud whinney he came and she felt the warmth turn into an insatiable fire as his cum filled her stomach. She was starting to ache for a breath of air, but she could feel his hot seed pulsing from the base of his shaft all the way to the splash it made in her body, and she didn’t want it to stop.

He pulled his hind legs free from her grip and backed up, firing one last string of cum across her face as he fell to a sitting position and started to laugh. He looked at her, and Fluttershy didn’t hide her desire for him while his cum oozed from her mouth and out of her nostril. He was about to brag to his friends when she leapt at him and tackled him to the floor. She bucked blindly behind her and caught some stallion, with a loud cough she knew he’d be an example to stay away.

She stood and scratched desperately at her mouth, the bridle was fit tightly and the ring was attached well, but she managed to hook her hoof on it just right and cut the string, and herself, getting it off.

She turned, while still over him and growled like a predator at the others in the room, cum and saliva leaking from her mouth as she bore her teeth and stood over her stallion. “Mine,” she hissed and hopped over him. She grabbed him by his neck and dragged him to a bed that he climbed onto in a hurry. “Get this thing off me!” she shouted and turned, showing her pantied to him.

He didn’t want to get her mad so he leaned down and bit the side string and tugged. She moaned and shuddered while he looked with shocked awe at the brown, long, ribbed, undulating, spinning dildo that slid out of her and fell to the polished marble floor with a splat.

Once it was out of her she turned on him and leapt in a single motion on top of him and looked into his eyes. Her heart fluttered and she swallowed what cum was left in her mouth and licked her lips. “I’ve never wanted a stallion like this before,” she said in a soft tone the belied her sudden mood shift, “but will you have me?”

She squatted and started to grind her wet pussy against his sheathed cock and he only nodded curtly in reply. She gasped in pleasure as he left his body and slowly entered hers, she could feel it growing with each heartbeat and chemicals from his previous orgasm mixed with hers to send her body into a fit of pleasure. She placed her forehooved on his chest and slid her clit up his underbelly until he was almost out of her, then she slid back and closed her eyes when she felt her tail brush against his tight balls.

“Sweet Celestia,” a stallion whispered and she looked aside to the other twenty some ponies in the room, all stopped mid fuck, watching her with awe and lust. She blushed and shied away, as though she could hide behind the stallion she was riding. “Next!”

The stallions left the mares they were with and clambered around the bed, fourteen hard stallion cocks danced in her eyes and she wanted so badly to have them, but she had her stallion under her at the moment and she wanted him first. She carefully got to all four hooves and lowered herself over him, his hard penis connecting them as she glared around at the stallions. “If we don’t take turns, it wouldn’t be very nice to everypony else, would it? Let’s all have a turn,” she said sweetly and smiled her nicest smile.

The stallions hesitated but turned back to the mares they were doing and went back to whichever one was available while Fluttershy turned her sweet gaze to the stallion under her. “Um, I’m Fluttershy.”

“Uh, Atom Smasher,” he answered in a baritone voice that sent waves through her, “nice to meet you.”

“Shush, now we’re not strangers anymore,” she relaxed and lay gently on top of him, so close their muzzles were almost touching for a soft kiss, “so make me your mare. Even if it’s only for this one time, make me yours.”

She sat up and lifted her rump, then let her weight carry her down along his shaft. When their bodies met it was incredible for her. There were so many pleasurable sensations she’d never had nor be able to describe, and as she started to repeat the motion she could feel his heartbeat each time she’s slap their bodies and be one with him.

The smells of the room, the sounds, the overall joy and happiness were oddly filling and after she got him to cum in her, she called another stallion over and while she continued to ride Atom, she deep throated another stallion, giggling when she realized that her stallion was having balls hit his muzzle. She wondered if he liked it as much as she did, but she didn’t care, because right now, and until she could get a chance to escape, she was enjoying being a sex slave and wasn’t going to stop a good thing.

Fin

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.

Epilogue

“Okay, just get in the box and put your legs how I showed you,” a middle aged mare told Fluttershy, who nodded and climbed into the soft lined box. It that felt like it was made from soft cotton but held like steel, another gift from the pilots and crew of the spaceship. Once she was in, she pulled her hind legs up and grabbed her knees, lifting her pussy straight up and exposing her for the mare. “Good, now just like we practiced,” the mare said and led Fluttershy through a breathing technique to keep her calm, then a moment later placed the lid on the box leaving Fluttershy's head exposed.

She released her hind legs and let them relax against the soft inner lid while the mare poured a dollop of lubricant on Fluttershy's clit. Fluttershy’s wide, wet, winking pussy pressed through a hold perfectly and Atom nodded to the Fluttershy’s coach. Then he nodded to a young stallion standing beside him that was lightly bouncing between his forehooves in excitement. The colt grinned and ran to the box, climbed up, and wasted no time sliding his very ready cock inside Fluttershy.

She didn’t know who was taking her pussy, who would be next to fill her with his seed, but she knew that she was being watched over by the stallion she had come to love over the course of their journey. Within the next week they’d be together when they met their new masters and got to see a real sun over their heads again, they'd play a part and breed a new pony society somewhere else in the cosmos, and she was happy with anything as long as she had her alpha mate, Atom.

The thrusting was uneven and inexperienced, then over all too soon and she whined, begging for release that didn’t seem to come soon enough. She felt the box move and then the familiar cock of her mate press into her slathered cunt. She started to moan as the first cock entered her mouth and went to the back of her throat, still dripping warm cum across her tongue as she sucked the colt dry.

She smiled as both her pussy was fucked by her stallion and a flurry of pride mixed with the cum in her belly at how well her first foal, a colt, was handling her. She felt her next foal, a filly, moving inside her belly. Fluttershy was happy, and she knew that she'd train her daughter to be a good mare for whichever herd she was sent to; that together and forever her family line was going to live a very fulfilling life, she knew it from the depths of her heart, and as she neared her climax, she was glad her life had turned out the way it had.

She swallowed what little cum her son had left and then thought about living a boring life feeding animals, alone and lonely; masturbating in her bed and crying afterwards... she couldn’t help the grin that crossed her face as her son's cock popped from her lips.

As her mate withdrew from her and another stallion she was training for her daughter climbed onto the box and penetrated her sloppy and cum filled pussy with ease, Fluttershy thought of the dozen stallions and dozens of mare's she'd already trained. She didn't know how long they'd been gone, but she knew that she was a pioneer of ponykind to the stars.

She wished she could sigh at how fulfilled she was now, in so many ways. She had a dozen friends, sex was open and free, food was plentiful, and she was a teacher now. A teacher of sex to the new generations, but she knew she was doing the right thing; because it was always kinder, in her mind, to teach the young how to do things right, then to have them learn through trial and error on their own. And knowing what she had to go through she'd never wish that kind of training on any creature.

She still felt her element of harmony inside her, and it often activated during her grandest orgasms, few as they were these days; spreading her feelings to any nearby mares and often doubling their own sensations. She sometimes felt other feelings, at times, though. Feelings that didn't seem to fit or that came from no where; she felt connected to somepony, somewhere, but that wasn't a concern.

This is a skilled colt, she thought as her foal hole squelched and the colt dismounted her and after several seconds another slipped into her pussy. She chucked when the feeling of at least a quart of cum ran down her haunches, past her tail, down her back and started to pool under her withers. The colt that was mounting her had to be coached a little byt the mare and Atom so he'd obtain optimal impregnation chances and bring his mare to orgasm.

Fluttershy giggled and then gasped as the colt was guided in. She opened her mouth to take the next cock into her mouth and clean it properly. She hummed and felt the stallion shudder at the vibrations, squeezing a couple more swallows of cum from him and filling her mouth with the salty tang of his musky seed.

Fluttershy thought of only one phrase that she'd said secretly to herself over the past months, something to keep her mind calm and her heart in place.

At least it wasn't any of the other girls.