“Isaac. Isaac wake up else your tea will get cold.” I burst to a bright light, sitting in an uncomfortable chair with a thing of amber liquid in my hand. Looking down I saw myself covered in fancy clothing and white gloves, a tiny hat sitting on top of my head. Fluttershy, Applejack and Rainbow Dash all sat on a couch opposite to me, wearing similarly fancy clothing and holding steamy tea cups.

“Huh… this is an… interesting setting.”

“It’s your mind Isaac. Surprisingly blank.” Fluttershy said, sipping from her drink.

“Oh. Did I die?”

“Not really.”

“Not really?”

“Maybe minor brain damage, you might just loose all memory of your brother.”

“Mkay… seems like something I can live with.” I took a sip of my extremely bitter tea, the 3 mares sitting calmly and giving me normal looks.

“So um… Applejack do you still have my Jacket?”

“Indeed.”

“Is there any way I can get it back?”

“Unfortunately not, I’m probably masturbating in it as we speak.”

“Hm, I’m not sure I like that.”

“Sorry partner. Not much ah can do as a figment of yer imagination.”

“True, true. Also Dash may I ask you a question?”

“Go ahead.”

“Why did you pee on me?”

“I had quite a bit to drink, I was holding it till I wasn’t close enough to you where you wouldn’t feel it. But I got stimulated and it just gushed out.”

“Not your fault then I guess.”

“I still find it funny I got to wiz on you.”

“Don’t push it missy.” I sipped my tea again, shifting around in my seat to try and get comfortable.

“So… is there a way out of here?”

“There’s a door, but Jesus said he wanted to talk to you before you left.”

“Jesus?” A man in a tuxedo came from behind me, pulling up a seat next to the mares.

“Sorry I’m late guys, had a Westboro Baptist I had to send to hell.” The man’s hair was long, his beard scraggly and short.

“Sup bra?”

“Jesus?”

“Yeah man. Joint?” He said, holding out a small little white joint to me. In absolute disbelief I accepted, letting him spark me up.

“So I hear Dad’s putting you through some weird stuff.”

“Yeah… you could say that.”

“I know what you’re going through, but I can’t really convince him to stop doing what’s he doing. But, I have an offering for you to maybe help motivate you.”

“Kay… please, humor me.”

“I’ll get valve to make half life 3 and I’ll change season 3 of MLP to be good.”

“But I liked season 3.”

“Hush up now Isaac, I know what I’m doing here.”

“I think I’m getting the short end of the stick here.”

“Half life 3 dude, what more could you ask for?”

“But I don’t play PC ga-“

“Well it’s all I got, so just be glad I gave you that.” He stood up, putting a hand to my shoulder.

“Come on now Isaac, you gotta a test to pass.”

“But I’d rather smoke a joint here where it’s nice and civilized.”

“Isaac… seriously just make this easy.” He pulled me up out of the chair, leading me into the white abyss that surrounded us.

“Uh maybe we can talk this over? Maybe I can just snuggle them really roughly?”

“Not my rules man, gotta do what the big man says.” He led me through the whiteness, approaching a door with the word “reality” above it in red. He let go of me and stood at the door and opened it for me.

“Just take the door and the challenge will be resumed.”

“Will I remember any of what I’ve just seen?”

“Yes. Plus you get to keep the hat!”

“But… I’ll be bare ass naked except for my underwear if I don’t get to keep the clothes.”

“Holy crap kid, I didn’t think it’d be so hard to get a teenager your age to go out and fuck some free pussy. Really man!”

“There’s quite a difference between “pussy” and Applejack’s ass!”

“Well, I’m no dirty ass clopper so it’s not my problem. See ya bra.” He shoved me through the door, me falling into a black abyss of anonymous. I couldn’t scream for whatever reason, the wind tearing through my hair and jacket being surprisingly light and gentle. Then I felt as If I hit the ground face first, coming back into reality on the shore of a lake. I was on this lake, but I could barely see anything. It’s like those scenes in call of duty where the character is about to die and all you hear is the sound of his labored breathing and heartbeat.

“I just found him here this morning. I couldn’t tell what kind of pony he was, but his hooves all are silly looking.”

“Looks like something struck him in the cranium, look at this wound.” Something poked me in the head, exciting much pain out of it.

“Cranium? Oh I love that game!”

“No Derpy, I’m talking about his head! Look at the wound on his head!”

“Oh… I just assumed he had jam on his head.”

“We better get this thing over to the library to see if we can bring him back.”

“Wouldn’t the hospital be better? They’re really nice ponies! They got my head out of the sewer pipe that one time!”

“I don’t think the hospital would be much help to this… thing.”

“How are we gonna get him to the tree place?”

“I’ll use my magic, you can come if you want… but DON’T TOUCH ANYTHING!”

“No problem spook book pony! I got it!” Something warm and soft engulfed me, lifting me up into the air. All my muscles rejected every twitch and movement I tried to make, my inability to cry out leaving me only in a face of total pain. Because of it, I blacked out again. But, it wasn’t 5 seconds of peace and quiet before I came back to my senses. Strapped onto a cold table looking up at a roof that looked like a cross section of a log.

“Spooky purple pony! It’s eyes are moving!” A voice with a severe lisp cried out only a few feet away from me. My head, wrists and ankles were bolted tight to the table tight enough to prevent any sort of movement. I couldn’t even turn my head to look away from the brutal light shining on my face.

“Note taken, pupils dilate according to light.” A pencil scratched against a piece of paper somewhere out of view, Twilight’s voice coming through to my ears. Something poked the side of my face, some pony’s hot breath being blown into my ears.

“You think it can talk?”

“Maybe if you stop poking my damn face.” I heard a gasp from both of them, a soft clop coming from their hooves run across the floor.

“Subject can talk… speaks equestrian.”

“I’m from Trottingham… I don’t mean any harm if that’s why you put me in this thing.”

“Seems to have a male voice… speaks through a mouth.”

“Seriously, I’m getting kinda spooked being stuck on this table.”

“How do we know you’re not lying? How can we devise if you don’t want to eat us?”

“I dunno, he looks kinda squishy and thin.” Something poked my rips gently, Derpy’s voice ripping my heart out in cuteness.

“Okay then, prove you don’t want to eat us.”

“Uuuuuuuuh… I’d seriously rather chew my fingers off then hurt a pony?”

“So?”

“Okay… how about I have a very special somepony?”

“That would explain the female ejaculate on your loin cloth. But not the immense amount of pony urine.”

“Yeeeeaah… about that.”

“How come on purple pony! He sounds nice enough! Also he’s kinda cute! Like a puppy!”

“Yes yes! Listen to the mare!” There was a short pause, my eyes searching for a view of them but to no avail. Then a light pink aura of magic unhooked my head coupling, only the right hand restraint doing so as well.

“You can use your right hoof, and look around. But I still don’t quite trust you.”

“Well, what can I tell you to convince you I won’t hurt you?”

“Nothing really.” I threw her a look, seeing a rather bothered Twilight. Her mane was a mess, her horn shining from sweat and her fur matted round her chest and neck.

“Yeah, I figured just as much.” She wrote some more things on her clip board, Derpy making her way right up to my face. She came up so close her nose pressed against mine, her left eye inspecting my face while the other the ceiling. She carefully examined every aspect of my face, my attempt to pull away from her only leading her to follow me.

“Uuuuuh… can I help you?”

“Your breath smells really bad! What did you eat?”

“Derpy! Get away from it! You don’t whether or not it’s going to try and bite!”

“He didn’t try and bite me this time.”

“True… but I still don’t like the look of those teeth.” She yanked my gums up from my teeth, taking a quick sketch.

“Ah! AAH! At urts!”

“Oh quit whining, I’m just taking a quick look! … Aaaaand there we go!” She let my mouth alone, my hand rushing to rub its aching friend. She took the paper off and laid it on a pile of paper at the least 2 feet tall.

“Quite a bit of notes you got there.”

“I always take good notes Isaac, never miss a beat.”

“Wait, how do you know my name?” She levitated my soaked, torn underwear in front of my face. The tag still had my name written on it in sharpie. A thought hit my mind immediately, my head snapping to look down to my crotch.

“Oh gosh! I’m naked strapped to a table!” She barely looked at me, actually slapping me across the face with the cloth.

“Ow! Why would you do that?!” I said, rubbing my cheek with my free hand. She simply looked back to me, blushing like crazy while her pupils shrunk.

“Just uh… stay quiet. I need concentration to look over these notes.”

“Why DID you hit him purple thing?” Twilight blushed more, trying to look as if she was busy with her papers.

“I just need some quiet to go through my examinations!” She sorted through more paper in a very fake looking manner, obviously distracted by something. At the odd angle I was strapped I couldn’t really look too far past her plot, which in this case turned out to be a terrible detail. I saw her marehood, dripping and winking back at me. Quickly my head snapped back to look away, only to see Derpy getting dangerously close to my genitals.

“Ooooooh! It’s all small and deflated!”

“Derpy! Get away from that!” I said, swatting at her with my free arm.

“How do you know my name?!”

“That’s not important! Just get away from that thing!”

“Why? Is it dangerous? Should we remove it? PURPLE PONY! HE’S NEED SOMETHING REMOVED!”

“NO!” I silently yelled, clasping a hand over her little snoot. She squirmed a little, trying to break my manic hold. I tried not to hurt her, being a massive Derpy fan.

“Derpy! I need you to hush, PLEASE!” She started to squirm less franticly, mainly trying to pull her snoot away.

“I promise I’m not gonna hurt you! Just please hear me out!” She stop her struggle, oddly plopping down on the floor with a loud crash.

“What’s going on back there?!”

“Nothing Purple pony! Just poking the thingy!”

“Well don’t poke the “thingy” too hard, I really want to get some samples to classify his species and send it off to Celestia.” She turned back to her work, cataloging her findings and placing things into beakers and other things into whatchamajiggers. Derpy turned back to me, giving me a sympathetic look.

“What’s the matter Isack?”

“Derpy, I need you to do me a huge favor.” I whispered to her, my voice portraying my absolute fear and urgency.

“What is it? Do you need a muffin? Maybe some letters?”

“No, I need you to open the rest of these things holding me down!”

“Why? Purple pony’s kinda mean but I’m sure she won’t hurt you.”

“You don’t understand! I know something really bad is going to happen to me!”

“Like what?”

“She’s going to ra-…. Just trust me. I’ve done this like three times already!” She gave me an absolutely bewildered look, wrinkling her snoot and crossing her eyes at an impossible angle.

“Three times?”

“Just undo these hooks and I PROMISE I won’t try to eat you!”

“Well, how can I be sure you don’t wanna gobble me up?”

“Derpy, I would never hurt you. From what I’ve read in the papers about the mail services here, I couldn’t possibly… admire you anymore.”

“Admire?”

“I think you’re pretty nifty Derpy, but please! Undo these latches and let me run out that door! I’m begging you!” I took her hoof in my hand, pleading her with my eyes as hard as I possibly could. Her eyes didn’t even seem capable of focusing on anything that wasn’t on the fucking ceiling, but her eye lids somehow formed into the correct way to show empathy.

“I’ll… I’ll see what I can do.” My face immediately brightened up, my arm wrapping round her neck and hugging her against me.

“Aw thank you magnificent creature! I promise I’ll find a way to pay you back!” She giggled and blushed, pulling away from me.

“Daw, well… it’s really nothing I assure you heh heh!” She giggled in place for a while, blushing and crossing her eyes in every direction but the right one.

“Uuuh… Derpy? Now is always the best time for this kind of thing.”

“Oh! Sorry! I I just got a little… distracted there.” She giggled more, making her way down the brace on my right ankle. She inspected the item up and down, tilting her head this way and that. She seemed confused about something, like her eyes weren’t quite dialed in to their correct settings.

“Huh… looks like you’re stuck buddy!”

“Uh, yeah. That’s why we had the little chat? Remember?!”

“Chat? …. Oh yeah!” She said, raising a hoof as if in a eureka moment. She put her mouth to the coupling, pulling and grunting in stress as the metal clamp no sign of surrendering to her efforts.

“Derpy! What did I tell you about eating things that aren’t on a plate?!”

“It probably won’t taste good and isn’t good for Derpy’s tummy?”

“Spit it out…. OUT YOUNG FILLY!” Derpy let the brace out of her mouth, a long trail of saliva following her mouth.

“Better, now if you could please step out for a moment I need to collect samples.”

“Step out? Samples? Better?!” Derpy looked to me in fear, my own face turning pensive as her magic forced my right hand back into the brace. Twilight made a small magic disk thing to start pushing Derpy out by her plot. Derpy kept one of her eyes on me, reaching for me.

“Isaac! I’m sorry!”

“God damn it Derpy! Don’t be sorry! Run!” Twilight forced her out the door, locking quicker than greased lightning and throwing the key across the room. Derpy scratched at the door much like a dog, Twilight pulling any shades down she had for her tiny windows. Derpy’s muffled cries could be heard ominously outside, my struggling compounded by the thick metal of the braces. Twilight pressed her head to the door, as if she was bleeding or tired form some sort of activity. If one gave her a glance it wouldn’t be too farfetched actually. Her fur was shining from the sweat, her cheeks and face flush red. Her marehood unfortunately caught my eye, still winking and dripping back at me. She turned back to me with a sick smile, approaching me with her tail wagging. She came right up to my face, her tongue hanging out of her drooling mouth as she surveyed her helpless crop.

“Mmmh… now to collect my samples.”

“Is this in the name of science?” I said, cracking a terrified grin much to her content.

“Well, once I have my samples… then we can get to the science part.” She licked her lips, pulling up a clip board and a quill with her magic. She quickly looked over the list, her grin getting bigger and bigger as she descended down.

“Are you going to rape me?”

“Collect samples...then rape you.”

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!! I HATE MY LITTLE PONY! I FUCKING HATE IT! EVERY CLOPPER CAN BURN IN HELL FOR ALL I CARE! I thrashed about like a mad man, pulling my wrists and chaffing the shit out of my ankles. She stepped back in surprise, quickly stepping back and giving me a good slap with my underwear.

“Now there won’t be any of that while we get into this. Just comply and you might enjoy yourself. I won’t be hurting you now.” She said, running a hoof down my ferocious face. I badly wanted to bite her, but her cuteness kicked my rage straight in its balls. Her giant, half open but innocent eyes started to really drive deep into my conscience. Just the very look of ponies melts my heart, and even though this one’s intentions were less than helpful to my situation.

“SPIKE! SPIKE HELP!”

“He’s out with Rarity getting diamonds. He won’t be back until late tonight. Until then…” She stuck her tongue out, licking my face from my jaw, into my eye socket and across my forehead. She let out a steady heavy breath as she did, her eyes closed in bliss.

“Weird sample there.”

“First sample, oral sample.” She said, checking her clip board up and scratching an item of with the quill. I gulped nervously, her gaze going to my lips.

“O-oral… sample?” She rammed her face into mine, connecting out lips in a sticky, dripping push. Her tongue rushed deeply into mine, her pony tongue disgustingly twice as large as mine. She pushed and pushed against my head like an animal, barely pausing to pull back not but a millimeter to catch her breath. She moaned and groaned into my mouth, growling at times even. Her saliva over powered everything else in my mouth, filling my senses with nothing but it’s taste and texture as her tongue pushing almost into the back of my throat. I gagged a bit and sputtered from her wet and suffocating embrace, not being able to pull back because of the open brace behind my head. Finally, after almost 2 whole minutes of sucking on my tongue and slobbering all over my face she pulled back. A long string of thick drool connected us, her breath ragged and her cheeks fiery red.

“Oh my… that was amazing.”

“Bleh bleh… bleh BLEH bleh… ubleh…” I said, her spittle coating everything on my face below my eyes and even some of my neck. She brought up the clip board, checking the next item off with a quill and smiling.

“Skin sample.” She said simply, climbing onto the table. I watched in bewilderment and fear, my eyes wide and shocked.

“I thought you were going to rape me last.”

“This isn’t rape, it’s science. And I BUCKING love science!” Her marehood leaking fluids onto my stomach, the plaps tickling and exciting more struggle from me. Twilight looked down on my thin rib filled chest, her eyes examining with surgeon like precision. Suddenly she collapsed onto me, knocking the air out of me and causing me to cough.

“Ugh! W-what the hell are you doing now?” I asked, shaking in the braces.

“Only collecting samples Isaac. No need to worry yourself.” She said in a sultry tone, her marehood pressing against me in an almost blistering heat. I’m not kidding, it actually felt like a hot, fleshy iron was pressed into my belly. My initial jump shook her, her tail descending to rub on my firmly flaccid member.

“Please! I’ll make it worth your while if you let me go! I can pay you! My hands are much bigger than Spike’s! Plus I don’t turn into a massive killing machine if I get stuff!” I begged, her hips only bucking against my belly.

“Okay then, let me rape you, and I’ll let you go.”

“FUCKIN TECHNICALITIES!” I screamed, Twilight only giggling and letting her tongue run across my chest and up to the base of my neck. She pulled back to put her mouth round one of my nipples, her marehood smearing back and forth against my belly button.

“Ah! That’s a really weird place to be sucking!” I squirmed under extremely odd ministrations, her sucking only becoming more and more powerful as a grin cracked her snoot down the middle. She continued to suck and lick away, her marehood getting more and more wet with every thrust and rub. I squirmed and breathed heavily under her, panicking in every respect of the word. I tried not to heave into her, learning my lesson from “the Dash”. But against my protest she continued her strangely passionate humping and sucking. She suddenly ripped her head off my chest, again leaving a fucking gallon of slobber on me.

“Ick, I’d think you of all ponies YOU would be neater about this kinda stuff!”

“Not when I’m in the height of Estrus… bitch.” She barely said it above a giggly whisper, probably never have actually said it to another pony in her life. I scoffed at her, Twilight only giggling more.

“Twilight!”

“What?!”

“I thought you were a decent mare!”

“Hee hee! I guess not!”

“Aw! I’m sorely SORELY disappointed!”

“Oh hush up Isaac! Don’t pretend you didn’t like it!”

“Okay, I won’t. I didn’t like that!”

“Well then! …. This is kinda awkward.”

“Maybe you could just let me go?”

“Hm… nah. I kinda like how smooth and… big you are.” She said, sliding down my midsection to touch my limp member with her burning genitals. By now, I only laughed.

“HA! Just TRY and get an erection out of me!” She gave me a “challenge accepted” look as her horn glowed, engulfing my member in pink. She giggled as something twitched and vibrated in my loins. She shifted to my left, directing my gaze with magic to look at my member. Guess what, erection magic. You called it man! Yeah nice job! Now go fuck yourself.

“I guess I win… and I want my prize.” She said, standing on all fours and backing up.

“How bout some candy or something?! We could go by sugar cube corner if you like! Just please reconsider this before you do it!” She gave me an angry look, her clip board coming back to her face.

“I guess I can reconsider while I get my last 2 samples.”

“Yes yes! More sticky fore play would be better than sitting on me!” Her grin spooked me, one of pure evil lust that the wacky hoo has in Planned Parenthood try to warn you of.

“3rd, rectal sample.”

“Wait, WHAT NOW?!” She levitated a round cylindrical object from her desk over to hover above my stomach, my fear peaking.

“Twilight… I’ll do anything for you not to get that any where my ass.”

“Okay then, let me put it in you.”

“That’s a bit counter intuitive to what I was getting at.”

“And?”

“Please?”

“Please what?”

“Please don’t do what I’m thinking you’re going to do.”

“What? You don’t like it there?”

“yes! How’d you guess?”

“I adlib with these kinds of things.” She pulled my legs up higher with her magic, jumping to sit her rub between them on the table. She grinned and peered down on me, my vulnerable squirms doing nothing but fill her with more and more lust. She positioned it to touch me, freaking the absolute shit out of me.

“Bite the pillow! Cuz I’m goin in dry!”

“FUCK! I HAVE NO PILLOW!” She giggled, the sound of her spitting hitting my ears then a shear feeling of icky crawling up my spine as she pushed the smooth rod in gently.

“Ah- AAAH! What is WRONG with you?!”

“Science! It’s totally legal if it’s for science!”

“That’s bullshit!” She pushed it in deeper, holding it for a few seconds before pulling it out again to restart the cycle. The sensation was horrific, the stretching and rubbing sending me into a new kind of panic. My mouth started biting my arm, trying to sever it to break free. My feeble efforts were defeated though, Twilight watching only an inch away as she continued her treatment. After an agonizing minute of this, she pulled the dildo thingy out of me. She looked over its shiny exterior, giving it a long and thoughtful lick.

“That’s… that’s really gross.” She continued to lick up and down the length of it, smiling at the probably awful taste. The rod was dripping wet before she cast it to the side, reviewing her check board once more.

“Let’s see… last sample… sperm sample.” She looked down on my magically erect genitals, her eyes growing wider.

“Now we get to the rape.” She said, climbing over me and positioning herself for contact. My heart raced with fear, my body not able to turn or wrench it’s self far enough in one direction to get away. She only giggled at my attempts to escape, descending down onto the tip. Her burning hot marehood made contact with the head, stopping entirely. She held herself suspended like that for a good few seconds, only gyrating her hips about to rub the round tip around in her winking folds. I looked away as she slammed her hips down onto me, burying me in her and bashing my backside into the table. She groaned like she was dying, bouncing herself up and down in a frenzy of what seemed like repressed passion and lust. Her juices were absolutely coating my hip, visibly dripping from her contact onto the table. She kept herself upright with what seemed like much difficulty, swaying back and forth as she bounced like a maniac on my genitals.

“Oh Isaac! You feel so good inside! Mmmmmm!” She closed her eyes tightly, biting her lip and increasing her pace of bouncing. By now she was coming down with so much force that my hips buckled the thin metal on the table when she crashed down into them, the sound echoing throughout the enclosed space enough to make my ears ring. As per the usual, I wasn’t getting hardly any feeling down there, most shocked and terrified that this was happening. Also turned off entirely by the rape aspect. So much so I couldn’t even protest when she raised herself up off of me and brought her flank hole over my member.

“I’ve always wanted to try this. Applejack says it feels amazing.” She pressed her much tighter bottom against the tip, taking in a heavy breath of excitement. Her eyes held a strange, kinda high but only so much where I feel loopy look, her surprisingly soft cheeks trailing down against me before I came into contact with her actual opening. She was going at an absolutely boring as fuck pace, hardly making it passed the head in a minute. But our both out lucks were changed when her hoof, heavy from her pressure and slick from the immense amount of liquid on the table slipped on her own fluids and sent her crashing down my full length. She plopped down onto my hips, her soft, rounder cheeks fitting snuggly between my legs. She let out a small eep, her eyes wider than mine as she froze entirely. She was concerning in her look, almost like someone… well jammed a lubed pole up her ass.

“Twilight? … Twilight you okay in there? Yoo who, Twilight… come on man this is kinda-“ I was cut off when her marehood shot a jet of fluid straight into my face. Short as it was, my face was knocked back by it, most of it getting in my mouth. She started moaning and groan like she was riding me again, barely humping into me from her new position. I sputtered and gasped, the sweet, salty fluid being shoved down my throat by the pressure of her release.

“What the fuck was that?!”

“MAGIC!”

“Why would you do that with your magic?!”

“I don’t know!” She continued to ride me with her soft, plushy flank, now actually pulling me out and then coming down. She eagerly leaned into me, placing her hooves on my stomach to support her now faster riding. Her much tighter caverns now constricted on my in a choke hold, something actually getting a little bit of a wiggle. Twilight’s indifference was almost painfully obvious, her eyes not even focused on mine but rather her own marehood. She reached down with a hoof and began to rub herself, going on her second climax.

“Oh Sweet Celestia! You ride so good Isaac! You’re amazing!”

“These aren’t really the correct circumstances in which I wanna hear that!”

“Too bad!” Her marehood seemed to be gasping for air along with her, the immense amount of liquid pouring out onto me and squishing out onto her hoof. Her insides clenched on me erratically, signaling her oncoming squirt as she slowed down her pace. She barely raised herself beyond the base, her hoof almost punching her marehood.

“Isaac! I’m gonna… again!” I closed my eyes and mouth, turning my head to avoid her freakish spurt again. She finally let her hooves go out from her once again, throwing her head back and moaning loud enough to quiet Derpy’s door scratching. Her juices shot with significantly less force, simply dripping out with only enough force to hit my belly button with napalm like jizz. She finally came forward once more and let her head onto my chest, pulling herself free of my member. She laid there in content, breathing easily and letting her tongue stick out a mere millimeter to taste me again. I looked up, my attitude taking a massive turn seeing she was spent entirely.

“Ha ha! Yes! It’s finally over! I’m free!” She looked up at me with a clever look, as if she had beaten me in some overly complicated game.

“What makes you so sure I’m letting you go?”

“Uh… all the other mares did?”

“Oh no, you’re not going anywhere Isaac. If anything you might make it to the door before I rip your legs off with magic.”

“YOU ARE SICK PONY!”

“Close, if you count being in heat as being sick then you’re right. I’ll keep you strapped here till I’m out of heat, then you can be my second assistant until the time comes again.”

“How much retard did your mother pour in your orange juice as a filly?”

“Oh please. You’ll get used to it eventually.” She giggled evilly, sliding off of me and trotting off to the stairs.

“Hey! You’re just gonna leave me here?! Right where anybody can see if they walk in?!”

“Don’t worry, after I take my bath I’ll move you to my bed room to get back to it.” She winked and turned away from me, making her way up the stairs and leaving a trail of liquid behind her as she went. I sulked against the table, my wrists surely broken and pulled from all my struggles.

“Is this where it all ends? Being made a slave to Twilight Sparkle? Starving to death on this table? Bleeding out when I eventually get cut on one of these things? I always imagined me dying in something like world war 3 in China or North Korea. At least that’s what my dad wanted me to do… or maybe it was just the die part, he was never very good at what he did.” Suddenly I heard grunting and stressing form outside. Derpy’s voice came from outside, sound like she was stressing to do something.

“Oh my god is she masturbating to this?! God! Come on man this is Derpy we’re talking about!”

“You’re mind is getting corrupted, I’m simply advancing the story.”

“Story? Wha- AW HELL NO! This isn’t some shitty fic on fimfiction is it?!”

“Shitty? How bout 114 favorites as of 5/4/13?!”

“God! Who’s been posting this shit?!”

“Me mostly, but hey! 90 likes on fim and 10 followers on Fanfic.net! Dude you’re getting popular!”

“Oh please, like any human being anywhere now and forever would ever be into this shit.”

“Okay that’s quite enough 4th wall jokes, time for shit to move forward.” A rock crashed through one of the windows, a sweaty Derpy crawling through.

“Derpy?”

“Isaac?”

“Derpy?!”

“Isaac?!”

“DERPY!”

“Oh yeah! Lyra! Help me carry him!”

“Why did you do that? I thought we were just TPing to the library- OH SHIT IT’S YOU!”

“Lyra?”

“Isaac?!”

“LYRA!”

“AW SHIT MAN!”

“Wait! Where are you going?!”

“Derpy quick before Twilight comes back down!” Derpy derpily galloped to the table, hopping up and slipping on the wet metal. She fell down belly first onto my belly, my still magically erect member touch her plot. Her and my eyes went freakishly wide, one of hers meeting mine.

“Uuuuuuuh… Derpy?”

“You got a third leg.”

“Yeah, whatever. Can we um…”

“Right right. Let me just uh…”

“… sometime today would be fantastic to-“

“Sorry, the Derpy’s a little rusty on this kinda thing.”

“Put it in her big man! Make her a rear mare!”

“LYRA!”

“I’m not leavin till I see dat bubble butt get tapped!” Derpy squirmed off and unlatched the braces on my arms, letting my get the ones on my ankles. She jumped out the window, me sliding off the table and grabbing my undies before I stumbled out into public. I slipped the still damp things on, them getting wet once more from my abused genitals. I jumped through the window with Derpy, getting a vicious cut down the length of my forearm and one on my face. I crashed into a Spetsnaz roll, running like a fucking mad man with Derpy. Lyra trailed after us, her horn glowing and floating a marker after me.

“Isaac slow down! You lost all your ink bro!”

“Don’t you DARE call me that!”

“It’ll only take a second! I can do a dragon you like!” Derpy led me to a small house in the town, me and her sprinting past many ponies in the square and knocking over tables in sugar cube corner. Pinkie Pie didn’t take too kindly to when we spilled her chocolate milk shake, her voice following Lyra.

“My SHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAKE!!! You’ll pay for this you- ooooooooh!” I looked back at her, about to apologize before I saw her pupils shrink drastically, almost to the point where they weren’t visible.

“DERPY! PINKAMENA! LYRA!” She and I only went faster, her small house drawing her near it. Most of the houses looked exactly alike, hers being no different as we bashed the door open and slammed it shut. Lyra stopped outside, banging on the door.

“ISAAC! GET THAT SWEET ASS OUT HERE BEFORE I DRAG IT OUT! ISAAC?! Wait, Pinkie Pie? What do you want? I thought you were-… wait… what are you doing? Ah! AAAAAH!!!” Screaming rung out from inside, gradually dying down as the sound of dragging and spilling rung out. I pressed against the door, panting and breathing heavily as I slid down slowly. My butt hit the floor as Derpy collapsed into my lap, panting heavily.

“Isaac… what’s wrong? We got away and Lyra didn’t get you. I don’t know why she wanted you, but you seemed pretty scared.” My lip trembled and my eyes burned, something wet running down my cheek.

“Isaac? Are you crying?”

“Derpy… Lyra’s dead… Pinkamena got her… and she saw me too.”

“Pinkamena? You mean Pinkie Pie?”

“Derpy… I wanna go home. I wanna go home!” I sobbed quietly into my hands, Derpy standing up and nuzzling her snoot into my cheek. She threw her hooves round my neck in a soft, sympathetic hug.

“Hush now Isaac. You’re safe with me. Let’s get you into a bath tub and we can talk this over.” I couldn’t detect anything sketchy in her comforting, no sense of impending rape, no intentions of a fucking nature, just a hug between friends in a time of fear and uncertainty.

“Derpy… I want my mom.”

“I can be your mommy till you get home… if you want me to.” I looked her in the one eye that was looking to me, my heart turning into useless slush as my arms wrapped around her shoulders gently, pulling her into my embrace.

“I’d like that… I’d like that a lot.”

Author's Note

Thanks to all the fans! Psst!... chapter 5 is at the bottom of the chapter selection thingy... I'm still trying to figure out how to move it... man I suck...