Author's Note

It’s been a long time since I’ve worked on this. I can’t say my presentation has gotten any better or worse, however, I do aim to complete this entire story for whoever is concerned. Happy reading.

Applejacks Apprehension

Hissing filled her ears and a tight mass surrounded her, like a snake wrapping its body around her head. Something held her still like she was in a state of sleep paralysis. Every muscle grew taut and her body fought the elastic phantom that she felt surrounding her; slowly sucking the air from her lungs. She was blind and struggled to labour for another breath with every second that passed. Her movements were more than sluggish, as if she were stuck in mud. Her hooves hugged her body tightly and in the dark abyss of what she assumed was her waking mind, her thoughts were scrambled like nothing made sense. That was, until her mind picked up the distinct voice of a former foe: Chrysalis

“Enjoy sweet applejack, twilight will be joining you soon”

Applejack jumped awake in her bed, sweat rolling down her forehead as her eyes beamed wide open. She instinctively tried to scream as she awoke, letting out a choked cry, which was quiet enough to be mistaken for a squeaking bat. She held her throat as she sat up, her heart racing. She had a bad dream; a nightmare. Her eyes surveyed across her dark room, blinking and rapidly looking left to right. The vivid nightmare had left her in a dazed state and the confusion was enough to make her do a double take of her bed. She pressed her hooves down into the mattress, blinking softly, and sighing with relief at its familiar softness.

For just a moment, she doubted reality; the vivid dream felt like it went on for hours, but as she fully awakened she started to remember less and less of it. She wasn’t sure how it started and soon became unaware of it to the point where it wasn’t worth her time thinking about it. All that she could remember was having a bad dream.

She lifted her covers to find her sheets stained with discharge, making the earth pony blush with embarrassment. "Maybe it was a good dream after all", she thought to herself.

Starting her day early, she pulled the stained covers from off of her body, and meandered to her bathroom where she splashed cold water on her face tiredly with a sigh; behind the backdrop of a rising sun. Applebloom was away with her friends, Big Mac was busy delivering apples to canterlot and Granny Smith was out shopping, leaving poor applejack to start her day early. After pruning some hedges, doing a weekly inspection of the orchid and collecting some ripened cider apples, Applejack found her entire afternoon free.

She decided to send a letter out to her friend, twilight, by owl, seeing the opportunity for some much needed time together as a cause for a relaxing evening.

“Carpe diem… or whatever the heck twilight always says…”

She soon turned back to the house with a smile on her face after releasing the owl. Once she was inside, she prepared a casket of her finest cider from this year’s fermentation, popping the cork from the barrels bung hole with a solid rear kick to the barrel. Before she had even gotten a whiff of her fresh cider, her ears perked back to the sound of a hoof knocking at her door: it was twilight.

A look of bewilderment came over the earth ponies face, dumbfounded as to how quickly the letter managed to reach twilight; let alone how quickly she managed to arrive.

“How did you…? Uh…”, Applejack asked sternly.

“Teleportation, silly…”, twilight replied with a laugh, tapping her horn with a hoof before inviting herself into applejack’s home, and quickly inviting herself to give the open casket a sniff

“So she… Celestia… taught you how to do that finally?”, Applejack asked, still a little astonished.

“Oh I’ve known for a while! It’s just really exhausting to use. And since the day was ending I thought not to leave you waiting any longer than necessary. After all you are a hard working pony. It’s the least I can do to give us a little more time”

Applejack’s suspicion melted away instantaneously, the huge amount of trust she held for her friend triumphed any of her doubts. With a refreshed smile, Applejack laughed softly, and reached for a couple of clean drinking glasses from a nearby shelf. Twilight assisted her, taking the glasses from her teeth using her magic. Again, Applejack laughed a little in surprise

“Someones eager. Keep your hair on, twilight, there is plenty to go around”

“Of course, I just wanted to be courteous and all. You must’ve had a long day”, Twilight replied as she began to pour the drinks.

Applejack couldn’t help but blush, feeling pampered by her beloved friend’s generosity, something that she would otherwise expect from rarity.

Both then sat at the dining room table, each taking a seat upon the rickety wooden chairs of the Earth ponies’ quaint home. At first, applejack took her glass between her hooves and had a refreshing gulp of her sweet, tart and tasty cider, placing the mug back down with a gasp and a look of accomplished delight on her face. She then looked to twilight who did the same, raising the glass in thanks before taking a gulp and wincing, then placing the glass back down.

“Too tart for you sweetheart?”, Applejack asked in a playful tone, seeming impressed at how someone so sensitive to acidic drinks managed to handle it.

“Hah! You wish”, Twilight replied with a little snap to her tone.

Both laughed it off before there was silence once more. A humdrum moment stirred between the two as applejack looked up from the bubbles in her drink, eventually looking up at twilight with some concern on her face.

“If I may be honest with you, twilight, I am a little concerned”

“About what, applejack?”

“I’ve been having bad dreams. Pinkie pie nor rarity have been returning my letters and when I went to visit rarities boutique, it was closed, and cupcake corner hasn’t seen anything of pinky pie in the last few days since the letter… and I know rainbow dash and fluttershy have taken some time away, at flight camp or whatever… but even they haven’t returned. But you are here… do you know what’s going on?”

Twilight stared off into her glass as Applejack spoke, softly sighing.

“It must be terrible working such long hours, not able to see your friends when you would like… they aren’t ignoring you applejack, they have just been as busy as you have. Rarity is out in canterlot, pinky pie is… being pinky pie and the other two are simply enjoying their time together…”

Twilight placed her hoof over applejacks, smiling warmly and maintaining eye contact, inciting applejack to raise her glass once more to take a soothing sip of cider. Twilight would do the same, using her magic, coating the outside of the glass with a translucent green aura.

“Green…?”

Applejack spoke under her breath as she watched twilight intensely for the next few seconds. Her heart instantly rose up to her throat, she felt like she could be sick, and yet she couldn’t move a muscle. Once twilight had placed the glass, she too froze in place, blinking softly before letting out a rather strange laugh, while staring at her alluring green aura.

“Oh, silly me… I guess the act is up”

Applejack sprung from her chair with furious strength, breaking its wooden legs and propelling the table towards twilight whose eyes now burned an ominous emerald hue. Applejack, now panting in terror, landed a few metres from where she sat originally, tunnel visioned on the now floating table covered in the green aura. Once the table was carefully set aside, it revealed a newly unobscured creature glaring down at Applejack, one that Applejack knew all too well.

“You son of a b-…”

“Ah ah ah… language young lady. It’s not like this changes things. You’re one of the last of the ’heroic’ mane six to be caught, you should be proud”

Chrysalis took a few steps forward, her disproportionate, insectile body creaking slightly as its limbs moved like a marionette. Applejack moved with it, backing herself into a corner, stumbling a little bit as her legs began to grow weak.

“Y-you won’t get away with this! We should’ve killed you”

The more time passed, the worse things got for the earth pony. Her heart pounded, her eyes began to blur as she looked for means of escape. Her legs were as weak as a newly born foal, eventually causing her to collapse onto her rear against the corner of her dining room. Panting and blinking out of time, Applejack didn’t have long before whatever drug she had been spiked with kicked in.

“Oh really? Well, I don’t plan on killing you or your friends. Quite the opposite, actually”

There was a smug look on the decadent insect’s face as she glared into applejack's eyes, haunting her with a thousand yard stare that watched as she slumped over herself.

Applejack’s nostrils flared open as she awakened, gasping, her eyes dilating in horror as if continuing where she left off. But something was different this time.

As she tried to move, she found her arms wrapped around her torso, her body strapped to an upright gurney. She began to thrash, sending a cacophony of squeaky noises into the unfamiliar, quiet hallway that she now momentarily resided in. She tried to scream, but her noises came out like bubbles in mud, barely audible as she gagged on the intrusive rubber object in her throat, making her eyes tear up. All but her eyes were coated in this foreign material, making her unrecognizable at a glance.

She tried to kick her legs; legs that were buckled together and covered in the unfamiliar asylum rubber, barely stretching enough to struggle properly, even with her Earth pony strength.

"MMMMPPPHHHH!!!"

She couldn’t move her head on account of her new collar, and strap across her head keeping her against the gurney, leaving her to simply begin to huff and pant indignantly. There was a soreness between her legs, left uninvestigated as hoof steps could be heard promptly behind her. With another series of screams and violent jerks, Applejack tried to free herself, but like a fly in a spiders web, it was already too late.

Chrysalis leaned in and whispered in Applejack's ear, her wispy, mint-coloured hair resting over Applejack's shoulder.

"I must admit you have a very taut, muscular body, applejack. Its a shame you'll be here long enough to lose it. Well, that is if you don't lose your mind first"

Chrysalis cackled menacingly as Applejack listened attentively, panting hard in shear terror. Eventually applejack got to see her hair that had been braided into a long braid, tied at the end by one of Applebloom's very own hair ribbons; surrounded by the villains magical aura as it was shown to her.

"Do you think i did a good job sweetie?"

Chrysalis spoke with a faux country accent, laughing patronizingly before letting her hair fall back. This sent Applejack on a greater fit of rage, thrashing, thinking Applebloom herself had been kidnapped by this vile creature.

"That's enough of that. I'm hungry..."

Applejack, mid-struggle, was suddenly blinded by another hood of some sort. It meant the head strap was removed for a moment, but before anything meaningful could be done, it was again too late. The mask reeked of rubber, and Applejack's breathing soon became labored as a small balloon like bag at the end of her nostrils, inflated and deflated.

Much like one uses a paper bag to help with hyperventilation, the rubber bag forced Applejack to calm her breathing down to strenuous pulls of air from this pocket of semi-recycled air. It was frustrating, making Applejack whimper pathetically

"Oh that terror... That pain... Lets go for pleasure"

Flicking the dial of a labeled remote, the toys that were sneakily stuffed into applejack's holes inflated. Applejack moaned and squeezed hard against the toys, failing to restrain them as they began to stretch her out, making her sweat and groan. Eventually they inflated as big as safely possible, filling every inch of her inner ass and marehood with rubber. Between that and the re-breather mask, the earth pony was finally calm; forced into submission.

"Good girl... You'll enjoy it here, i promise", said Chrysalis in a now calm tone.

Applejack whimpered some more and let out a sudden gasp as the toys were turned on. Pleasured rippled through her body as the advanced design of the toy located where she was most sensitive, hitting all spots with a dull, rhythmic vibration while ball-like structures went up and down the inside of the shaft of the toys.

The bag of her rebreather crumpled pathetically as she needed to get used to this new change in circumstance, going into survival mode so she could avoid suffocation.

Eventually Applejacks eyelids would begin to flutter under the hood, and right as her air began to thin, a gut-wrenching orgasm knocked the wind out of her, making her eyes roll back.

She was left in padded cell aside her friends, this time suspended by her feet inside of a rubber cocoon the same colour as her coat. She occasionally woke up in a cold sweat with a rush of blood to the head, connected to some form of life support, feeding her dangerously high levels of aphrodisiacs allowing orgasms to hit her like waves, making her tremble and moan.

It had only been a few hours after her imprisonment, and she had already lost the ability to maintain a train of thought. And Chrysalis was feeding from it all, making her stronger.

Now, with all but the center picture of Chrysalis' collage crudely crossed out with a red marker, she was on to her final victim:

Twilight Sparkle