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However, when she did so this time. She was surprised to find them covered by a blindfold. Or was it a sleep mask? She was on her feet, not a totally unnatural position by any means for a pony such as herself. But she prefered to be snuggled under as much fluff as possible when she got her Z’s in.\n\nThen she felt it, the bouncy. Rubbery ball tucked into her herbivorous jaws. Already coated in a soft, shiny layer of her own drool giving her the teeniest sense of ownership over it. The membrane of her alien tail circled glamorously while she leaned forward to stretch. In that simple act discovering every last restraint that had been mischievously placed upon the filly in her sleep. Her wings were tightly bundled in a secure latex coat with locks along the leather belts at every turn shaped like hearts. Her hooves were tucked into soft horse shoe equipped mittens. A gesture that made her giggle in the most innocent, muffled way she could bare. It was like putting earplugs on a deaf woman. Her hooves had no fingers to speak of in the first place.\n\nShe felt Mumbles familiar, leathery paw tap her shoulder. Expressing his concern, she had a plethora of means to reassure him. With the simple ballgag not coming close to being able to suppress her means of escape. But there was a very good reason that she had no qualms of her situation. Indeed it was the same reason she’d chosen (yes without any coursion) to stay on this luxury innerstellar cruise liner. Aside from the accommodations this reason could best be described with one name, Bubbles.\n\nShe’d been in a difficult place when she was invited to the cruise in the first place. Resisting the urge to return to her parents home, less the wave of fans and less than impressed producers force them all to go into hiding. (Something her father had thought up in all his paranoid wisdom, yet she had no desire to disturb them herself). Which left her, at least in the short term. Without a permanent home. She’d gone into hiding on the set she’d rented out for her new show. Playing make believe with Mumble and trying to get used to the new responsibilities of being more than an actress on camera.\n\nThen, not days after her original departure from the set of Cupcakes she received an email on her personal account, reserved for friends and producers exclusively. As fishy as it might have otherwise seemed, her interest was piqued. A free flight and ticket to a condo on a luxury vessel named the Uriel? She had to admit that getting out of ‘the land of her dreams’ was a promising venture. Ponywood had done right by her, but she felt past that stage in her life. So, she packed up the set all her personal belongings, boarding a shuttle for a getaway bankrolled by a mysterious fan.\n\nThat evening Boogiegirl had dinner with her host, who turned out to be a delightful creature by the name of Bubbles. The filly had to admit, right off the bat she had a bit of a crush. The fox that she met was kind, charming, and understood her. Most incredibly of all, she had a friend like Mumble too! The same, but different. Hers was named Sparks, and true to that name. When Bubbles demonstrated her magical powers. The skill she presented blew everything Boogiegirl had learned out of the water. At every turn she could do better, more. She watched the alien nearly half her size create statues out of power, clones of herself, and teleport all the way back to her home in Ponywood effortlessly. A demonstration that made the filly more happy than ever to have her abilities. To be able to learn.\n\nBoogiegirl soon found that Bubbles returned her interests, and they were fast friends. She quickly adapted the most leisurely and satisfying schedule of her life. Each morning she’d sleep in to awake to a full on spa of beauty treatments and relaxation exercises. Sure, on camera no one could smell her lavender scented fur but on the countless 4K resolution TV’s any viewer could fall in love with her new hair style, outfit, and model soft skin. She’d eat a snack, usually a tiny tossed garden salad or potato soup.\n\nThen, she’d get to work for the day. Perfecting her skills and process with film work. She’d recently filmed and edited an intro sequence that knocked her horse shoes off. Each effect practically done with magic. It had occurred to her not one week into the trip that she was seemingly the only other passenger besides Bubbles aboard. Surmising that the ship may have been smaller than she first expected. She expressed her disappointment to Bubbles. Simple due to the fact that she wanted to record episodes without the help of paid actors. Adding in a dose of reality.\n\nSo, Bubbles invited over some of her friends. Boogiegirl had to admit they were strange. Each of them were modified with machinery as heavily as the CORE police! Or atleast like the countless cyber action movie stars that she saw in advertisements and Ponywood films. It turns out, her assessment was right. They were each actors that had been sponsored by her crush in the past. Though they seemed to not have much to say on the acting scene, they had a number of other interests in the fields of medicine, weaponry, and bondage. She found so much to talk about during their day long visit she’d never gotten around to doing any filming. Which, admittedly broke her heart. But they promised to return in a week.\n\nAfter she was satisfied with her work, she’d take a short nap followed by awakening for a date with Bubbles. Every single time was something that she loved, and they always started with a meal. Already as peckish as a prisoner could be, anticipation built across her entire body. Knowing full well that Bubbles would not disappoint. For the magical two weeks they’d shared together, the starlet had begun dropping some tidy hints towards the little lady that she wanted to get closer in intimate fashion. Which always made the adorable little girls nose scrunch up in embarrassed fashion.\n\nIt seemed obvious that Bubbles had finally decided to take her up on the offer. Snatching the pony up with magic while she slept so peacefully Boogiegirl did not even wake up. Then again, she did tend to be a heavy sleeper in the first place. Realizing that her blindfold might disturb any attempts to determine whether she was still awake of peacefully dozing she flourished her tail with a sparkly wave. The handle like braid she had at it’s base erotically displaying her uncovered flank, she felt something, somebody very particular on the tip of her tail.\n\nMittens was here, and seemed just as helpless as herself. (What’s that crazy fox planning now?) Boogiegirl asked herself with no small measure of excitement. Mittens had been taking care of her as a servant since the very first day of her visit. It was explained to her that as an out of date model. She was bound and gagged all hours of the day as a safety precaution. Of course, as a lover bot. She was perfectly happy with this outcome. The pony had spoken with her many times and gotten quite friendly together. Brightening an initially gloomy disposition into a smile she got to see every time the mecha dragon returned.\n\nThen, out of nowhere. As the only sound and sensation in the whole room a riding crop as hot as a metal buckle left out in the sun on a hot summer's day slid across her flank and along her back. In the cool room she was restrained in it tingles like a phoenix feather. Held by an invisible force that she knew was strong enough to impale her with even a soft leather implement. Boogiegirl stood completely still. “Mmmmmnooogh~” She cood in muffled faction directly into her gag. The crop tickled up her neck before messaging her fuzzy ear. A hot breath following it slowly.\n\n“Wakey wakey Prancer, I’ve wanted a filly like you for a pet since I was a little girl.” Bubbles whispered in an ever so playful dialog. An alien roughly two foot tall, quadrupedal with black, glistening skin covered in a thin. Saliva like slime well lubricating every inch of her form. She had a furry, yet still wet tail and non opposable. Canine like paws. With two white circles around each pale eye. In black irises identical to Boogiegirl. She had white stripes and patterns in several places along her body. As well as a brand marking her value at ten thousand bonds. Magical powers apparently being very impressive to appraisers, yet not as much as Boogiegirls popularity. A new brand on her own flank barring the number ten million. Most strikingly among all her feminine features was a rump downright sized for a human. And a plushy sex pink on the inside that presented itself wherever she went. A body made for sin.\n\nDespite their difference in size, Bubbles was obsessed with insuring that her partners were well cared for and having a good time. Checking the expressions of each of the girls individually. Boogiegirl had a smile like she’d never even seen and the android. While hard to read, seemed almost like an alcoholic who needed the attention being afforded her here. Just to make sure, the fox licked at Mittens new leather collar and got a mechanical purr like a digital creatures battlecry. She was in business.\n\nWith one pance she wound up on Boogiegirl’s back. Her tongue then tracing around her neck before a snug collar was placed around it. Something about this ritual resonates deep within either of them, a token of sorts. That as long as the pony wore it than it was Bubble’s who would be in control. It had a warm hum, yet was totally unlike the fox’s body. It was advanced. Clad in steel on the outside sure yet cushioned within for her immaculate fur. Glowing like an expensive computer with a thick leash made out of hard light extending to the mouth of her captor.\n\n“Wealthy little kits like me love to give all their best pets collars just like this, with a little controller. I can make you feel feel snugly or naughty at the push of a button.” Floating by the foxes head was indeed the handle of the collar which was mounted with enough buttons to nearly form a keyboard. “Take good ol button 1, I can increase your sensitivity ten fold.” Boogiegirl heard a click and rolling along her body like a wave was sensations she’d completely learned to forget. The press of cool air on her exposed rump, her every tooths place along the plump rubber gag nestled in between her lips, she almost could feel the little dominatrix's heart beat through her corset.\n\nThen, Bubble’s ran her tail along Boogiegirl’s in an intimate gesture that made her rock ten fold. This was so incredible it was cruel! “Nnnnnew!” She whinnied like a teapot before the fox used only the very tip of her tail like a paint brush along her rear end. Never touching her precious sex (which she could only imagine would be vulnerable enough to stop her heart) yet building up tension as she ever neared it with cocky. Flirtatious intent. “You’re not flagging already are you Prancer? You’ll be such an adorable mess when I’m done~” The fox taunted, turning down the sensitivity to be just a fraction over her normal levels to nuzzle into her sub supportively.\n\nWith one little button marked only with a feather being plunged down Boogiegirl nearly flared up on her back two hooves with such a quick giggle. “Bmmhehehe!” Something impossibly ticklish sliding down the nape of her neck. Her heart was pounding, and now she truly did feel helpless. Surrendering herself to the truly powerful captor that had taken the starlet under her own authority. She cowered away with a trembling lip, shaking her head to play the role perfectly while taking a sharp breath. For someone with all her powers of escape. This acting, roleplay, game, or whatever they wished to call it was truly an inspiring use of her skills. One she quickly was wishing to do more often. However already considering turnabout on the little minx should she chose to abuse her power.\n\nBubbles, went mad with power. Boogiegirl howling with adorable muffled laughter that even built up Mittens anticipation by proxy. The spreader bar along her front two legs shortening down thanks to the help of the foxes magic. The less experienced caster found herself sprawled out and presenting like a mare in heat while helpless to resist. Turning up the sensitivity slightly more, while using the tickles excessively was a hell of a power play. Yet her dominatrix did not merely hold down the button. Instead she used the chance to sate her curiosity. Exploring every nook and cranny of her body with her tongue to find weaknesses. Occasionally even giving longer breaks for the filly to recover with some snuggles before continuing the session.\n\nBy the end of it, Boogiegirls head spun. Several planets orbiting around it, her delerium being so potent she practically had no idea who she was or where she was. Yet she did have a great idea of what was in charge. The fox that nipped along her ear, with one simple paw pressing her face into the soft. Almost mattress like floor. “That’s a good girl, you’re doing very good for me little Prancer, I don’t think I’ve ever seen something so cute and wuvable. I am going to take good care of you if you take good care of me.”\n\nBoogiegirl felt the fox climb off and practically sensed what was going to happen next. Her mate presenting belly up, paw guiding her nose while the gag locked into her mouth steadily began to vibrate faster and faster. She felt two fold, a twinge of humiliation for being so easily turned into a living sex toy, but more powerfully like a well armed knight with a lance in her jaws that was going to earn all the freedom and mercy she could hope for with a eloquent sequence of thrusts that would blow Bubble’s mind.\n\nNow in control, by not being in control. She leaned forward first to do her own little ritual of teasing above the girls whet, readied sex. Biting along her gag in vain just to show it’s secure stretch. Craning up her neck helplessly as if the filly were but a damsel in distress. Before capitulating and nuzzling along the searing fur of her whiley mates inner leg. She felt the leash shorten substantially on command till her head was neatly controlled more and more. Giving a satisfying struggle till the inevitable end where the ball was plunged down to her lips into the lips of her captor. Without magic, her submission could only be a matter of time.\n\nBoogiegirl had to admit, there was some merit to this entire toy thing. Where she particularly enthused on a more humanoid sized girl she might even be able to plunge in all the way down with her muzzle like a deadly weapon. Yet even in the small scale it proved to be both fun and tasty. She had no idea what the secret ingredient to Bubble’s love sauce was but whatever she’d done her juices were outright creamy with just the right touch of salt to convince her it was the real thing.\n\n“Yesss~ Don’t stop, not that you’ve got a choice. Oooh you’re gonna get such a treat after this bet you me.” The fox challenges. Her eyes fluttering in euphoric relief. Boogiegirl knew her role, and enticed by the promise of a treat played it naturally. Allowing herself to be like the extension of the collar, Easily controlled to go in at multiple directions. Without kicking, gagging, hollering or throwing up any type of fuss. Her saliva mixing in with the sticky juice messily as it got all over her lips. To the point where when Bubble’s had her climax the gag was covered with so much white it practically looked like a syrupy snowball all the way down to the back.\n\nSmiling, and standing up much like an alpha lion that had asserted it’s dominance by taking the first feeding from the prey. She stalked around Boogiegirl deciding just how she wanted to rock the fillys world in exchange for the wonderful gifts she’d been given thus far. Time and time again the same idea returned to her until it was practically unignorable. Involving no fancy collar tricks, just the simple act of pounding the pony’s pussy like it had never been taken before.\n\nA strap on floated her way and buckled itself neatly into place, before the fox practically levitated up for the mount by climbing Boogiegirl’s stocking. Sharp claws latching across the fur of her tender ass like hooks. She began with a long lick directly across the alien mares sex. As juicy and satisfying as licking a freshly carved pineapple. “Now, we’re gonna make not so gentle, sweet love together, and I promise there will be nothing you can do to stop it.” She assured her captive with a kiss along where her claws had left the tiniest protrusion of the fur. Before sliding her false scepter into its sheath.\n\nBoogiegirl soon found herself getting fucked with all the passion of a breeding stallion claiming his prize. Worn down yet excited, one might have seen her eyes boggling happily as much as her butt cheeks were they not snugly closed down in their simple prison of leather. The ribbed, silicone dildo flexed as it was pushed in with great strength backed by magical force. Pushing her to her limit without means of returning fire. Her moans where hysterically erotic, more passionate than she’d even remembered them being.\n\nA Bubbles went, in almost cute fashion she swatted the mares flank as if taking a victory lap. Soon almost sounding like applause with the flurry of moderate flogging that satisfied and enticed it’s target to no end. “Mmmmmng! Gnnnnnm! Mmmmmmph!” Boogiegirl protested. The climactic act of her brilliant stage show as she fought and wined fruitlessly in her inescapable bondage. Until, in a series of three splatters. Her orgasm came till it was dripping off the hind legs of herself and her captor alike. “Hmmmmmmmph!” She cried, head slowly resting against the floor while her tail gave a little wiggle as the cock was neatly removed.\n\nIn a sign of affection, the Fox licked up the side of Boogiegirl’s muzzle. More than satisfied with leaving her rear end prostrated and smutty while she filly got some rest. “That was a lot of fun~ I’m gonna pay the Piper, then let’s do some games together. Super flash fillies penultimate?” Boogiegirl nodded regally, like a noble unicorn. Earning a chuckle out of her captor and a swat with a warm tail that made her giggle right back. “I really love you you know that right?” Bubble’s would profess, leaving Boogiegirl stunned. The first admission of such she’d ever received. Before the fox trotted down right to the side of Mittens.\n\n“Now it’s you turn, don’t think I’ll go easy just because I already got off you little love dragon. I’ve got just as much planned for you.” She promises, a secure collar locking onto the pink maidens neck as well. While she’d felt downright silly, if powerful binding up every last part of Boogiegirl. Bubbles felt safe doing the same to Mittens. Who looked like she needed every precaution in a book to not be a danger to those around her. Sure her magic would be able to easily counteract any accidents yet there was a certain primal fear in her heart about the design of the apex predator being used in the construction of such a companion. Did her maker have no fear? Or perhaps it was the thrill of that fear that was supposed to be the enticing factor of the design entirely?\n\nStill, Bubbles knew her audience just as well this time and was prepared to deliver what she wanted. The blindfold was the key to this all, her magic could make all the sounds and sensations. But the fantasy, the unmatchable thrill of what to come would stem from the mystery of the blind drake more than any level of mystery on her part. On one hand, Mittens was far more sensitive as an android than a normal mate. On the other, she was very experienced in bed and created with the skills of seduction and natural tools to easily overwhelm the amature dominatrix if she was given too long a leash.\n\n“My gorgeous little pet Stardust. Others might not see your true value, but I do. And I know you’ve gone without a mate for a long time.” She empathized, brushing against her legs while stepping around every last one and exploring the damaged old vessel that she held onto as a body. It was not perfect, but there was definitely some truth to his words. Mittens was made to take one mate for life, and if she could pretend for a moment that she had one, let alone hope Bubbles may yet fill that roll again. Then it stirred up a powerful emotion within her cybernetic heart.\n\n“I’m going to be that mate for you today, a dragon like you’ve never met. I’m gonna use you in every single way you can be used. Because I care about you.” She vowed. Of course, the pet play was merely a game. Not even a great one given their limited means to interact back. She had to be clear that she spoke from the heart. Thus, the illusion began. A dragon, made out of magic, nearly twice her size. Grappled it’s arm viciously around her neck. It’s weight being apparent as she struggled to escape. With no need for breath, he could hold onto her for as long as he so pleased so long as he did not break anything… Important.\n\n“What an precious little lizard I can call my own.” “Rrrmmmph!” She gave a muffled, if very affectionate roar in reply. Having no idea how any of this was possible, yet she could not help but to get lost herself in the act. The beast drug it’s claws along her belly. Serpentine neck craning to bring an ear closer to her figure. He heard every least gear, servo, and motor operating seamlessly. An orchestra of machines working in concert to make her life possible. He needed not to pry her open to discover any of this. Even with a sniff Bubbles could tell her how much oil she needed, what part might need to be replaced next. “You’ve still got a wonderful heart, but you given me quite a hell of an idea.” He said, squeezing her entire form and fondling her tightly bound wings followed by her flank.\n\n“I think today, I’ll fuck you until you fall to pieces. Then I’ll spend as much time as it takes putting them all back where they belong.” “Huuugh?” “Struggle all you like, I’ll destroy you none of the less.” The robodragon wiggled like a worm in excitement and terror as she was picked up like a rag doll and pinned to the ground with enormous force. The dragon lined up for the mount, and her body’s natural subroutines. Made for bedrooms, instantly prepared herself. Prelubricating all the necessary components of what would soon be a vicious conquest.\n\n“Hmmmmng! RRRRRmnnng! Nnmmmm!” She cried out loud, making Boogiegirl’s moans seem like a joke. Both her womanhood and secret garden were being plugged full by two all to real spined members that were out to do some damage. Stretching each to their capacity while the inner workings shifted to accommodate him in the best fashion possible. She heard a powerful, draconic grunt like the purr of a massive crocodile. Leg’s straining to no end in their powerful chains, already she heard something pop. A good or bad side depending on how you looked at it really.\n\nHer hips were devastated in his opening thrust as he was not satisfied till every inch was embellished into her sex. He yanked back hard on her leash, forcing her head up to plant a kiss along her gagged muzzle followed by an amused laugh. “If you think this is too much then maby I should weld you into a stable to be bred for practice until you can handle a real man.” Mittens shook her head desperately. Extremely enthused to be of real service for the first time in years. If he had asked her to do anything in this moment, she would have performed.\n\nA jet of fire coated her body, making every last component steam in protest as the now red hot cocks forced their way passed her boundaries again and again. Building up a payload like a bull as she was completely dominated. Where her jaw not held securely in place over the black ball her fangs were sunk into she was certain that it would have been knocked off in the ensuing melee. She whined like a whelp while being fucked like a bitch my a magical creature that knew how to hit her every stitch.\n\nSoon nearly every last component of her form was pushed to it’s limit and beyond. Her legs and hips, built to be flexible and spring like. Bent just the tiniest bit, giving her a very real limp that would take some sizable efforts in the mechanics chair to work out. She was personally thrown around. Head not only slammed into the ground but kissed so passionately the tongue forced it’s way halfway down her neck before stopping. Simply ignoring the rubber ball to phase through to where it belonged most. All across her body were bite marks, not to mention enough fake dragon cum to make Boogiegirl look like an amature. Her heart and mind were thrilled at exhausted, doing everything on her part short of the impossible task of producing eggs. Even Bubbles seemed tuckered out by the end of their session.\n\n“Wheeew, ok. Alright. Thanks ladies~!” Bubble’s chirped affectionately. Just like that virtually every single restraint and messy glob of love juice affixed to their bodies floated away as if they were merely illusions. Saving Boogiegirl the trouble. Once given the opportunity Mitten’s simply rolled over onto her back. Paws up, with metal creakings confirming that her form had indeed suffered disrepair if not outright damage from the dragons everexcessive use. The only thing that remained was her gag, Boogiegirl soon understood why. Even her claws seemed to be unnecessarily big and sharp. Like an eagle's talons. The sheer amount of material jostling inside of her body filled the starlet with every curiosity as to what systems she might contain. Though the pony loved her caretaker, there was certainly a curiosity as to why they kept such a old model around.\n\nNow unblindfolded, the pony realized the entire scene they’d enjoyed simply took place in Bubble’s living room. Furniture pushed up against the walls began to wiggle back into place. Her partners fatigue apparent, like a good little guest. Boogiegirl waved her tail like a magic wand, and everything soon danced into place with a sense of haste right as she remembered it. A huge, circular couch comfy for even Mitten’s. An old school flat screen TV that had a curve. As well as a mess of posters and figurines from various different harem and ecchi anime.\n\nGlancing back with a showoffs smile she watched as the girl assumed her normal skittish nature around witnesses being in her lair. “Boogieeee.” The maiden groaned anxiously as two opposable figures danced with one another. Real fishnet stockings stretching while they clinked together. One of the male figurines creeping up from behind with a permanently mischievous expression. “I’m not laying a hoof on them Bubbles, oooh. But Jugemu Jugemu Go-Ko-no-sukirire-” Bubbles pounded into the filly’s side. Taking her down right onto the couch for an angry cuddle. “Grrrrrn!” The fox growled, driven crazy by her playfulness with such delicate. Important collectors items.\n\nThe emerald pony stunned him with one simple lick behind the ears. Causing the otaku’s eyes to go wide. “That was a really fun stunt you pulled Bubbles, next time. You can just ask me.” The pony touched the nose of the adorable creature. Causing it’s black, shimmery lip to quiver with newfelt emotion. “You mean it? What does dat make us?” Boogiegirl replied with a hug that squished the casters natural slime all across the front of her body. Not upsetting the mare whatsoever. “Haaaa…!”\n\nIntensive purring would then follow for nearly a minute as the filly calmly expressed her gratitude for his companionship. Then, in not so stealthy fashion. With every feature down to her half unhinged jaw clunking about. Mitten’s embraced the two of them at the same time. Bubbles immediately gave an instinctual shriek that was cut off with her tongue plopping out almost like a chew toy being squeezed. Realizing, with atleast some level of surprise. The drake had no desire to harm them. “Rrrrrrrrrmph~”\n\nThe filly laughed. “Looks like you won somebody else over too. Hey, you know what we could play now?” The fox was taken out of this world. A sensation as if she was floating on a cloud overcoming her as the words sprang from her lips. “Hon'yaku Yusha?” She suggested with a perfect accent. “Yeah, put it in and let’s go.” She suggested. Earlier, on another date. The very first time she’d been in this room, Bubbles brought it up before when Boogiegirl asked about her friends favorite games. It was delightfully adult, with all the fighters ripping off their opponents clothing as a means of showing health.\n\nShe’d turned her host down the first time, without even a clue of the impending advances. Wanting to show her wholesome charm before ever trying something so vulgar. Still, now the time felt right. Magic made it all far more convenient. Traditional controllers were of course something that either of their races could not enjoy. But none of that mattered when simply willing the buttons to be pressed or sticks to be moved could do. Even the drake got one, Boogiegirl watching quite impressed as the lover bot’s paws nearly split in two. Modified to be able to act as effective, clawed hands. Perhaps she was worth more than she looked? An old classic model?\n\nBoogiegirl was eager to keep her companion pinned and snugly while they got started. Simply sniffing at her exotic aroma and mumbling in agreement as the fox asked what rules they should play by. Her eyes were far more on the cute alien tucked beneath her main than on any game they could play together. They wound up playing cooperatively together. Grinding levels by stripping nude countless monster girls one after the other.\n\nNearly an hour later there was a ping from the next room causing the fox’s ear to twitch. “Oh hey, that’s probably a work email. Can I escape?” She’d request, getting macked on in such a fashion it took all the fight away instantly. “Sure, but I’m gunna play with your characters boobs till ya get back.” Boogiegirl teased, lifting herself up while her host reulnctantly left the embrace of her girls. The filly was not entirely true to her word, standing up to stretch before nuzzling supportively across Mitten’s gagged maw. “Still doing a great job draggy~”\n\nThen a completely naked rat holding a slightly pump flower over her shoulder with a similarly tuckered out elemental tucked into a braid of hair as long as her body. Burst into the room through the front door. Boogiegirl might have panicked, but the evenings events had left her in an extremely relaxed mood. It seemed clear whoever was here had to simply be a guest she’d yet to meet from another part of the ship. “Hi there, you probably got the wrong room~”\n\nOnce the mouse took the slightest bit of stock of the situation she seemed unimpressed. “I guess I’m suppose to say something like, Oooooh. Boogiegirl. You’re captive too? But I fucking love-” “Language.” The filly corrected, confused at the disposition of the lady before her. Cyanide continued. “But I really like your show and don’t wanna leave you behind in this little paradise. Boogiegirl, who’s innocent heart was thudding powerfully. Tilted her head with confusion. Causing Cyanide to speak very slowly.\n\n“The Uriel, is not real. You’re on a prison station. Mittens, is a prisoner. They are making you happy, so you don’t leave.” She expresses the truth and nothing but the truth. “That’s, that doesn't make sense. Why’d I be tossed in jail, why would Bubbles be?” “Bubbles is a cop! Undercover, sure. But she don’t need all that metal jacked into her cause of the magic, god da-” A magic bar of blackness accompanied by a bleep censored her fowl language. “God d*** I hate that word, cause magic aint real.”\n\nBoogiegirl rolled her eyes. “I have quite the demonstration I could give you if you’re bothered.” Cyanide’s ear raised. “I know your ‘powers’ are legit, but one day we’ll figure out where they come from. They’ll be as mundane as Perv’s. Hell everyone might get them.” She replied with quite the lack of empathy. Making her tail droop down as she more deeply examined the impression she was making. Boogiegirl was too scared to continue this dialog without knowing the truth. Turning back her attention. The locked gag on MItten’s burst off. “Hey, um is-?” She did not seem to have the talent to quite ask the question she had in mind.\n\nHer voice sounded synthesized, like she spoke from weathered speakers crafted crudely by dragon claws. A far cry from the most advanced androids who could perfectly replicate speech through a sophisticated copy of a organic vocal tract. “Yes Boogie, I… I was certain you knew that. Else I might have tried to suggest you free me so I can explain. And yes, as a prisoner I want out. There’s a spider out there who owes me a life, and I can’t collect it here.” She said, twinged on some level of regret. Both she and the filly knew leaving would very much mean abandoning Bubble’s.\n\n“Uh, she’s going to be back soon!” Cyanide would blurt suddenly. The last thing she wanted to do being to get into a fight with two useless escapee’s. Boogiegirl suggested. “Ehh, let’s ask her to leave with us.” But the mouse shook her head. “B**** you saw it first hand, she’s better at magic than you! I read that sheet, and you’re broken enough that I don’t wanna risk some fiery feral that really, really knows what she’s doing! We can’t win, soooo.” She begins to walk out the door. But would find herself without any companions. Even Mittens being shifty in her convictions.\n\nThe rat sighed. (Do I have to do everything!? Rescue everyone? God I’m going to get to Petal and she’ll want me to grab some other asshat before we go!) “Fine, I need help to. So get me away from here, and to my friends. So we can grab Bubble’s later and escape.” She instead pitches. Mitten’s seeming instantly in favor, while Boogiegirl was yet still conflicted. Worrying that she’d have to make it out of here without one big member of the crew. Cyanide was surprised when she heard.\n\n“Let’s skedaddle, I’m meeting so many magical people. I got no idea where you learned so much mousy, but I’d love to figure it out. And yeah, we’ll be back for her. And if she did know she was lying to us, and being all mean on purpose. I’ll drag her right back with us.” She said, dragging a hoof along the carpet.\n\nScampering out of her room not a minute later, having responded to an emergency email about an emergency in this very station. Bubble’s seemed gravely irritated. “Mitten’s? Boogiegirl? There’s this work thing that came up, I’m really sorry. I’ll be back the minute it’s all taken, care of?” She asked, looking forlorn into the empty room. Before quickly panicking. Where they hurt? Gone? Just in their rooms? Why would they leave? Confused and concerned, she herself vanished. Wherever they were going, they could not hide from her for long.\n \n\n[url=http://www.postybirb.com]Posted using PostyBirb[/url]", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Link To Fullsize Image: 
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There was a certain appreciation Boogiegirl had for waking up naturally, that sensation in the morning of her eyes opening as if pulled by a force in the universe more majestic and calm than gravity. However, when she did so this time. She was surprised to find them covered by a blindfold. Or was it a sleep mask? She was on her feet, not a totally unnatural position by any means for a pony such as herself. But she prefered to be snuggled under as much fluff as possible when she got her Z’s in.

Then she felt it, the bouncy. Rubbery ball tucked into her herbivorous jaws. Already coated in a soft, shiny layer of her own drool giving her the teeniest sense of ownership over it. The membrane of her alien tail circled glamorously while she leaned forward to stretch. In that simple act discovering every last restraint that had been mischievously placed upon the filly in her sleep. Her wings were tightly bundled in a secure latex coat with locks along the leather belts at every turn shaped like hearts. Her hooves were tucked into soft horse shoe equipped mittens. A gesture that made her giggle in the most innocent, muffled way she could bare. It was like putting earplugs on a deaf woman. Her hooves had no fingers to speak of in the first place.

She felt Mumbles familiar, leathery paw tap her shoulder. Expressing his concern, she had a plethora of means to reassure him. With the simple ballgag not coming close to being able to suppress her means of escape. But there was a very good reason that she had no qualms of her situation. Indeed it was the same reason she’d chosen (yes without any coursion) to stay on this luxury innerstellar cruise liner. Aside from the accommodations this reason could best be described with one name, Bubbles.

She’d been in a difficult place when she was invited to the cruise in the first place. Resisting the urge to return to her parents home, less the wave of fans and less than impressed producers force them all to go into hiding. (Something her father had thought up in all his paranoid wisdom, yet she had no desire to disturb them herself). Which left her, at least in the short term. Without a permanent home. She’d gone into hiding on the set she’d rented out for her new show. Playing make believe with Mumble and trying to get used to the new responsibilities of being more than an actress on camera.

Then, not days after her original departure from the set of Cupcakes she received an email on her personal account, reserved for friends and producers exclusively. As fishy as it might have otherwise seemed, her interest was piqued. A free flight and ticket to a condo on a luxury vessel named the Uriel? She had to admit that getting out of ‘the land of her dreams’ was a promising venture. Ponywood had done right by her, but she felt past that stage in her life. So, she packed up the set all her personal belongings, boarding a shuttle for a getaway bankrolled by a mysterious fan.

That evening Boogiegirl had dinner with her host, who turned out to be a delightful creature by the name of Bubbles. The filly had to admit, right off the bat she had a bit of a crush. The fox that she met was kind, charming, and understood her. Most incredibly of all, she had a friend like Mumble too! The same, but different. Hers was named Sparks, and true to that name. When Bubbles demonstrated her magical powers. The skill she presented blew everything Boogiegirl had learned out of the water. At every turn she could do better, more. She watched the alien nearly half her size create statues out of power, clones of herself, and teleport all the way back to her home in Ponywood effortlessly. A demonstration that made the filly more happy than ever to have her abilities. To be able to learn.

Boogiegirl soon found that Bubbles returned her interests, and they were fast friends. She quickly adapted the most leisurely and satisfying schedule of her life. Each morning she’d sleep in to awake to a full on spa of beauty treatments and relaxation exercises. Sure, on camera no one could smell her lavender scented fur but on the countless 4K resolution TV’s any viewer could fall in love with her new hair style, outfit, and model soft skin. She’d eat a snack, usually a tiny tossed garden salad or potato soup.

Then, she’d get to work for the day. Perfecting her skills and process with film work. She’d recently filmed and edited an intro sequence that knocked her horse shoes off. Each effect practically done with magic. It had occurred to her not one week into the trip that she was seemingly the only other passenger besides Bubbles aboard. Surmising that the ship may have been smaller than she first expected. She expressed her disappointment to Bubbles. Simple due to the fact that she wanted to record episodes without the help of paid actors. Adding in a dose of reality.

So, Bubbles invited over some of her friends. Boogiegirl had to admit they were strange. Each of them were modified with machinery as heavily as the CORE police! Or atleast like the countless cyber action movie stars that she saw in advertisements and Ponywood films. It turns out, her assessment was right. They were each actors that had been sponsored by her crush in the past. Though they seemed to not have much to say on the acting scene, they had a number of other interests in the fields of medicine, weaponry, and bondage. She found so much to talk about during their day long visit she’d never gotten around to doing any filming. Which, admittedly broke her heart. But they promised to return in a week.

After she was satisfied with her work, she’d take a short nap followed by awakening for a date with Bubbles. Every single time was something that she loved, and they always started with a meal. Already as peckish as a prisoner could be, anticipation built across her entire body. Knowing full well that Bubbles would not disappoint. For the magical two weeks they’d shared together, the starlet had begun dropping some tidy hints towards the little lady that she wanted to get closer in intimate fashion. Which always made the adorable little girls nose scrunch up in embarrassed fashion.

It seemed obvious that Bubbles had finally decided to take her up on the offer. Snatching the pony up with magic while she slept so peacefully Boogiegirl did not even wake up. Then again, she did tend to be a heavy sleeper in the first place. Realizing that her blindfold might disturb any attempts to determine whether she was still awake of peacefully dozing she flourished her tail with a sparkly wave. The handle like braid she had at it’s base erotically displaying her uncovered flank, she felt something, somebody very particular on the tip of her tail.

Mittens was here, and seemed just as helpless as herself. (What’s that crazy fox planning now?) Boogiegirl asked herself with no small measure of excitement. Mittens had been taking care of her as a servant since the very first day of her visit. It was explained to her that as an out of date model. She was bound and gagged all hours of the day as a safety precaution. Of course, as a lover bot. She was perfectly happy with this outcome. The pony had spoken with her many times and gotten quite friendly together. Brightening an initially gloomy disposition into a smile she got to see every time the mecha dragon returned.

Then, out of nowhere. As the only sound and sensation in the whole room a riding crop as hot as a metal buckle left out in the sun on a hot summer's day slid across her flank and along her back. In the cool room she was restrained in it tingles like a phoenix feather. Held by an invisible force that she knew was strong enough to impale her with even a soft leather implement. Boogiegirl stood completely still. “Mmmmmnooogh~” She cood in muffled faction directly into her gag. The crop tickled up her neck before messaging her fuzzy ear. A hot breath following it slowly.

“Wakey wakey Prancer, I’ve wanted a filly like you for a pet since I was a little girl.” Bubbles whispered in an ever so playful dialog. An alien roughly two foot tall, quadrupedal with black, glistening skin covered in a thin. Saliva like slime well lubricating every inch of her form. She had a furry, yet still wet tail and non opposable. Canine like paws. With two white circles around each pale eye. In black irises identical to Boogiegirl. She had white stripes and patterns in several places along her body. As well as a brand marking her value at ten thousand bonds. Magical powers apparently being very impressive to appraisers, yet not as much as Boogiegirls popularity. A new brand on her own flank barring the number ten million. Most strikingly among all her feminine features was a rump downright sized for a human. And a plushy sex pink on the inside that presented itself wherever she went. A body made for sin.

Despite their difference in size, Bubbles was obsessed with insuring that her partners were well cared for and having a good time. Checking the expressions of each of the girls individually. Boogiegirl had a smile like she’d never even seen and the android. While hard to read, seemed almost like an alcoholic who needed the attention being afforded her here. Just to make sure, the fox licked at Mittens new leather collar and got a mechanical purr like a digital creatures battlecry. She was in business.

With one pance she wound up on Boogiegirl’s back. Her tongue then tracing around her neck before a snug collar was placed around it. Something about this ritual resonates deep within either of them, a token of sorts. That as long as the pony wore it than it was Bubble’s who would be in control. It had a warm hum, yet was totally unlike the fox’s body. It was advanced. Clad in steel on the outside sure yet cushioned within for her immaculate fur. Glowing like an expensive computer with a thick leash made out of hard light extending to the mouth of her captor.

“Wealthy little kits like me love to give all their best pets collars just like this, with a little controller. I can make you feel feel snugly or naughty at the push of a button.” Floating by the foxes head was indeed the handle of the collar which was mounted with enough buttons to nearly form a keyboard. “Take good ol button 1, I can increase your sensitivity ten fold.” Boogiegirl heard a click and rolling along her body like a wave was sensations she’d completely learned to forget. The press of cool air on her exposed rump, her every tooths place along the plump rubber gag nestled in between her lips, she almost could feel the little dominatrix's heart beat through her corset.

Then, Bubble’s ran her tail along Boogiegirl’s in an intimate gesture that made her rock ten fold. This was so incredible it was cruel! “Nnnnnew!” She whinnied like a teapot before the fox used only the very tip of her tail like a paint brush along her rear end. Never touching her precious sex (which she could only imagine would be vulnerable enough to stop her heart) yet building up tension as she ever neared it with cocky. Flirtatious intent. “You’re not flagging already are you Prancer? You’ll be such an adorable mess when I’m done~” The fox taunted, turning down the sensitivity to be just a fraction over her normal levels to nuzzle into her sub supportively.

With one little button marked only with a feather being plunged down Boogiegirl nearly flared up on her back two hooves with such a quick giggle. “Bmmhehehe!” Something impossibly ticklish sliding down the nape of her neck. Her heart was pounding, and now she truly did feel helpless. Surrendering herself to the truly powerful captor that had taken the starlet under her own authority. She cowered away with a trembling lip, shaking her head to play the role perfectly while taking a sharp breath. For someone with all her powers of escape. This acting, roleplay, game, or whatever they wished to call it was truly an inspiring use of her skills. One she quickly was wishing to do more often. However already considering turnabout on the little minx should she chose to abuse her power.

Bubbles, went mad with power. Boogiegirl howling with adorable muffled laughter that even built up Mittens anticipation by proxy. The spreader bar along her front two legs shortening down thanks to the help of the foxes magic. The less experienced caster found herself sprawled out and presenting like a mare in heat while helpless to resist. Turning up the sensitivity slightly more, while using the tickles excessively was a hell of a power play. Yet her dominatrix did not merely hold down the button. Instead she used the chance to sate her curiosity. Exploring every nook and cranny of her body with her tongue to find weaknesses. Occasionally even giving longer breaks for the filly to recover with some snuggles before continuing the session.

By the end of it, Boogiegirls head spun. Several planets orbiting around it, her delerium being so potent she practically had no idea who she was or where she was. Yet she did have a great idea of what was in charge. The fox that nipped along her ear, with one simple paw pressing her face into the soft. Almost mattress like floor. “That’s a good girl, you’re doing very good for me little Prancer, I don’t think I’ve ever seen something so cute and wuvable. I am going to take good care of you if you take good care of me.”

Boogiegirl felt the fox climb off and practically sensed what was going to happen next. Her mate presenting belly up, paw guiding her nose while the gag locked into her mouth steadily began to vibrate faster and faster. She felt two fold, a twinge of humiliation for being so easily turned into a living sex toy, but more powerfully like a well armed knight with a lance in her jaws that was going to earn all the freedom and mercy she could hope for with a eloquent sequence of thrusts that would blow Bubble’s mind.

Now in control, by not being in control. She leaned forward first to do her own little ritual of teasing above the girls whet, readied sex. Biting along her gag in vain just to show it’s secure stretch. Craning up her neck helplessly as if the filly were but a damsel in distress. Before capitulating and nuzzling along the searing fur of her whiley mates inner leg. She felt the leash shorten substantially on command till her head was neatly controlled more and more. Giving a satisfying struggle till the inevitable end where the ball was plunged down to her lips into the lips of her captor. Without magic, her submission could only be a matter of time.

Boogiegirl had to admit, there was some merit to this entire toy thing. Where she particularly enthused on a more humanoid sized girl she might even be able to plunge in all the way down with her muzzle like a deadly weapon. Yet even in the small scale it proved to be both fun and tasty. She had no idea what the secret ingredient to Bubble’s love sauce was but whatever she’d done her juices were outright creamy with just the right touch of salt to convince her it was the real thing.

“Yesss~ Don’t stop, not that you’ve got a choice. Oooh you’re gonna get such a treat after this bet you me.” The fox challenges. Her eyes fluttering in euphoric relief. Boogiegirl knew her role, and enticed by the promise of a treat played it naturally. Allowing herself to be like the extension of the collar, Easily controlled to go in at multiple directions. Without kicking, gagging, hollering or throwing up any type of fuss. Her saliva mixing in with the sticky juice messily as it got all over her lips. To the point where when Bubble’s had her climax the gag was covered with so much white it practically looked like a syrupy snowball all the way down to the back.

Smiling, and standing up much like an alpha lion that had asserted it’s dominance by taking the first feeding from the prey. She stalked around Boogiegirl deciding just how she wanted to rock the fillys world in exchange for the wonderful gifts she’d been given thus far. Time and time again the same idea returned to her until it was practically unignorable. Involving no fancy collar tricks, just the simple act of pounding the pony’s pussy like it had never been taken before.

A strap on floated her way and buckled itself neatly into place, before the fox practically levitated up for the mount by climbing Boogiegirl’s stocking. Sharp claws latching across the fur of her tender ass like hooks. She began with a long lick directly across the alien mares sex. As juicy and satisfying as licking a freshly carved pineapple. “Now, we’re gonna make not so gentle, sweet love together, and I promise there will be nothing you can do to stop it.” She assured her captive with a kiss along where her claws had left the tiniest protrusion of the fur. Before sliding her false scepter into its sheath.

Boogiegirl soon found herself getting fucked with all the passion of a breeding stallion claiming his prize. Worn down yet excited, one might have seen her eyes boggling happily as much as her butt cheeks were they not snugly closed down in their simple prison of leather. The ribbed, silicone dildo flexed as it was pushed in with great strength backed by magical force. Pushing her to her limit without means of returning fire. Her moans where hysterically erotic, more passionate than she’d even remembered them being.

A Bubbles went, in almost cute fashion she swatted the mares flank as if taking a victory lap. Soon almost sounding like applause with the flurry of moderate flogging that satisfied and enticed it’s target to no end. “Mmmmmng! Gnnnnnm! Mmmmmmph!” Boogiegirl protested. The climactic act of her brilliant stage show as she fought and wined fruitlessly in her inescapable bondage. Until, in a series of three splatters. Her orgasm came till it was dripping off the hind legs of herself and her captor alike. “Hmmmmmmmph!” She cried, head slowly resting against the floor while her tail gave a little wiggle as the cock was neatly removed.

In a sign of affection, the Fox licked up the side of Boogiegirl’s muzzle. More than satisfied with leaving her rear end prostrated and smutty while she filly got some rest. “That was a lot of fun~ I’m gonna pay the Piper, then let’s do some games together. Super flash fillies penultimate?” Boogiegirl nodded regally, like a noble unicorn. Earning a chuckle out of her captor and a swat with a warm tail that made her giggle right back. “I really love you you know that right?” Bubble’s would profess, leaving Boogiegirl stunned. The first admission of such she’d ever received. Before the fox trotted down right to the side of Mittens.

“Now it’s you turn, don’t think I’ll go easy just because I already got off you little love dragon. I’ve got just as much planned for you.” She promises, a secure collar locking onto the pink maidens neck as well. While she’d felt downright silly, if powerful binding up every last part of Boogiegirl. Bubbles felt safe doing the same to Mittens. Who looked like she needed every precaution in a book to not be a danger to those around her. Sure her magic would be able to easily counteract any accidents yet there was a certain primal fear in her heart about the design of the apex predator being used in the construction of such a companion. Did her maker have no fear? Or perhaps it was the thrill of that fear that was supposed to be the enticing factor of the design entirely?

Still, Bubbles knew her audience just as well this time and was prepared to deliver what she wanted. The blindfold was the key to this all, her magic could make all the sounds and sensations. But the fantasy, the unmatchable thrill of what to come would stem from the mystery of the blind drake more than any level of mystery on her part. On one hand, Mittens was far more sensitive as an android than a normal mate. On the other, she was very experienced in bed and created with the skills of seduction and natural tools to easily overwhelm the amature dominatrix if she was given too long a leash.

“My gorgeous little pet Stardust. Others might not see your true value, but I do. And I know you’ve gone without a mate for a long time.” She empathized, brushing against her legs while stepping around every last one and exploring the damaged old vessel that she held onto as a body. It was not perfect, but there was definitely some truth to his words. Mittens was made to take one mate for life, and if she could pretend for a moment that she had one, let alone hope Bubbles may yet fill that roll again. Then it stirred up a powerful emotion within her cybernetic heart.

“I’m going to be that mate for you today, a dragon like you’ve never met. I’m gonna use you in every single way you can be used. Because I care about you.” She vowed. Of course, the pet play was merely a game. Not even a great one given their limited means to interact back. She had to be clear that she spoke from the heart. Thus, the illusion began. A dragon, made out of magic, nearly twice her size. Grappled it’s arm viciously around her neck. It’s weight being apparent as she struggled to escape. With no need for breath, he could hold onto her for as long as he so pleased so long as he did not break anything… Important.

“What an precious little lizard I can call my own.” “Rrrmmmph!” She gave a muffled, if very affectionate roar in reply. Having no idea how any of this was possible, yet she could not help but to get lost herself in the act. The beast drug it’s claws along her belly. Serpentine neck craning to bring an ear closer to her figure. He heard every least gear, servo, and motor operating seamlessly. An orchestra of machines working in concert to make her life possible. He needed not to pry her open to discover any of this. Even with a sniff Bubbles could tell her how much oil she needed, what part might need to be replaced next. “You’ve still got a wonderful heart, but you given me quite a hell of an idea.” He said, squeezing her entire form and fondling her tightly bound wings followed by her flank.

“I think today, I’ll fuck you until you fall to pieces. Then I’ll spend as much time as it takes putting them all back where they belong.” “Huuugh?” “Struggle all you like, I’ll destroy you none of the less.” The robodragon wiggled like a worm in excitement and terror as she was picked up like a rag doll and pinned to the ground with enormous force. The dragon lined up for the mount, and her body’s natural subroutines. Made for bedrooms, instantly prepared herself. Prelubricating all the necessary components of what would soon be a vicious conquest.

“Hmmmmng! RRRRRmnnng! Nnmmmm!” She cried out loud, making Boogiegirl’s moans seem like a joke. Both her womanhood and secret garden were being plugged full by two all to real spined members that were out to do some damage. Stretching each to their capacity while the inner workings shifted to accommodate him in the best fashion possible. She heard a powerful, draconic grunt like the purr of a massive crocodile. Leg’s straining to no end in their powerful chains, already she heard something pop. A good or bad side depending on how you looked at it really.

Her hips were devastated in his opening thrust as he was not satisfied till every inch was embellished into her sex. He yanked back hard on her leash, forcing her head up to plant a kiss along her gagged muzzle followed by an amused laugh. “If you think this is too much then maby I should weld you into a stable to be bred for practice until you can handle a real man.” Mittens shook her head desperately. Extremely enthused to be of real service for the first time in years. If he had asked her to do anything in this moment, she would have performed.

A jet of fire coated her body, making every last component steam in protest as the now red hot cocks forced their way passed her boundaries again and again. Building up a payload like a bull as she was completely dominated. Where her jaw not held securely in place over the black ball her fangs were sunk into she was certain that it would have been knocked off in the ensuing melee. She whined like a whelp while being fucked like a bitch my a magical creature that knew how to hit her every stitch.

Soon nearly every last component of her form was pushed to it’s limit and beyond. Her legs and hips, built to be flexible and spring like. Bent just the tiniest bit, giving her a very real limp that would take some sizable efforts in the mechanics chair to work out. She was personally thrown around. Head not only slammed into the ground but kissed so passionately the tongue forced it’s way halfway down her neck before stopping. Simply ignoring the rubber ball to phase through to where it belonged most. All across her body were bite marks, not to mention enough fake dragon cum to make Boogiegirl look like an amature. Her heart and mind were thrilled at exhausted, doing everything on her part short of the impossible task of producing eggs. Even Bubbles seemed tuckered out by the end of their session.

“Wheeew, ok. Alright. Thanks ladies~!” Bubble’s chirped affectionately. Just like that virtually every single restraint and messy glob of love juice affixed to their bodies floated away as if they were merely illusions. Saving Boogiegirl the trouble. Once given the opportunity Mitten’s simply rolled over onto her back. Paws up, with metal creakings confirming that her form had indeed suffered disrepair if not outright damage from the dragons everexcessive use. The only thing that remained was her gag, Boogiegirl soon understood why. Even her claws seemed to be unnecessarily big and sharp. Like an eagle's talons. The sheer amount of material jostling inside of her body filled the starlet with every curiosity as to what systems she might contain. Though the pony loved her caretaker, there was certainly a curiosity as to why they kept such a old model around.

Now unblindfolded, the pony realized the entire scene they’d enjoyed simply took place in Bubble’s living room. Furniture pushed up against the walls began to wiggle back into place. Her partners fatigue apparent, like a good little guest. Boogiegirl waved her tail like a magic wand, and everything soon danced into place with a sense of haste right as she remembered it. A huge, circular couch comfy for even Mitten’s. An old school flat screen TV that had a curve. As well as a mess of posters and figurines from various different harem and ecchi anime.

Glancing back with a showoffs smile she watched as the girl assumed her normal skittish nature around witnesses being in her lair. “Boogieeee.” The maiden groaned anxiously as two opposable figures danced with one another. Real fishnet stockings stretching while they clinked together. One of the male figurines creeping up from behind with a permanently mischievous expression. “I’m not laying a hoof on them Bubbles, oooh. But Jugemu Jugemu Go-Ko-no-sukirire-” Bubbles pounded into the filly’s side. Taking her down right onto the couch for an angry cuddle. “Grrrrrn!” The fox growled, driven crazy by her playfulness with such delicate. Important collectors items.

The emerald pony stunned him with one simple lick behind the ears. Causing the otaku’s eyes to go wide. “That was a really fun stunt you pulled Bubbles, next time. You can just ask me.” The pony touched the nose of the adorable creature. Causing it’s black, shimmery lip to quiver with newfelt emotion. “You mean it? What does dat make us?” Boogiegirl replied with a hug that squished the casters natural slime all across the front of her body. Not upsetting the mare whatsoever. “Haaaa…!”

Intensive purring would then follow for nearly a minute as the filly calmly expressed her gratitude for his companionship. Then, in not so stealthy fashion. With every feature down to her half unhinged jaw clunking about. Mitten’s embraced the two of them at the same time. Bubbles immediately gave an instinctual shriek that was cut off with her tongue plopping out almost like a chew toy being squeezed. Realizing, with atleast some level of surprise. The drake had no desire to harm them. “Rrrrrrrrrmph~”

The filly laughed. “Looks like you won somebody else over too. Hey, you know what we could play now?” The fox was taken out of this world. A sensation as if she was floating on a cloud overcoming her as the words sprang from her lips. “Hon'yaku Yusha?” She suggested with a perfect accent. “Yeah, put it in and let’s go.” She suggested. Earlier, on another date. The very first time she’d been in this room, Bubbles brought it up before when Boogiegirl asked about her friends favorite games. It was delightfully adult, with all the fighters ripping off their opponents clothing as a means of showing health.

She’d turned her host down the first time, without even a clue of the impending advances. Wanting to show her wholesome charm before ever trying something so vulgar. Still, now the time felt right. Magic made it all far more convenient. Traditional controllers were of course something that either of their races could not enjoy. But none of that mattered when simply willing the buttons to be pressed or sticks to be moved could do. Even the drake got one, Boogiegirl watching quite impressed as the lover bot’s paws nearly split in two. Modified to be able to act as effective, clawed hands. Perhaps she was worth more than she looked? An old classic model?

Boogiegirl was eager to keep her companion pinned and snugly while they got started. Simply sniffing at her exotic aroma and mumbling in agreement as the fox asked what rules they should play by. Her eyes were far more on the cute alien tucked beneath her main than on any game they could play together. They wound up playing cooperatively together. Grinding levels by stripping nude countless monster girls one after the other.

Nearly an hour later there was a ping from the next room causing the fox’s ear to twitch. “Oh hey, that’s probably a work email. Can I escape?” She’d request, getting macked on in such a fashion it took all the fight away instantly. “Sure, but I’m gunna play with your characters boobs till ya get back.” Boogiegirl teased, lifting herself up while her host reulnctantly left the embrace of her girls. The filly was not entirely true to her word, standing up to stretch before nuzzling supportively across Mitten’s gagged maw. “Still doing a great job draggy~”

Then a completely naked rat holding a slightly pump flower over her shoulder with a similarly tuckered out elemental tucked into a braid of hair as long as her body. Burst into the room through the front door. Boogiegirl might have panicked, but the evenings events had left her in an extremely relaxed mood. It seemed clear whoever was here had to simply be a guest she’d yet to meet from another part of the ship. “Hi there, you probably got the wrong room~”

Once the mouse took the slightest bit of stock of the situation she seemed unimpressed. “I guess I’m suppose to say something like, Oooooh. Boogiegirl. You’re captive too? But I fucking love-” “Language.” The filly corrected, confused at the disposition of the lady before her. Cyanide continued. “But I really like your show and don’t wanna leave you behind in this little paradise. Boogiegirl, who’s innocent heart was thudding powerfully. Tilted her head with confusion. Causing Cyanide to speak very slowly.

“The Uriel, is not real. You’re on a prison station. Mittens, is a prisoner. They are making you happy, so you don’t leave.” She expresses the truth and nothing but the truth. “That’s, that doesn't make sense. Why’d I be tossed in jail, why would Bubbles be?” “Bubbles is a cop! Undercover, sure. But she don’t need all that metal jacked into her cause of the magic, god da-” A magic bar of blackness accompanied by a bleep censored her fowl language. “God d*** I hate that word, cause magic aint real.”

Boogiegirl rolled her eyes. “I have quite the demonstration I could give you if you’re bothered.” Cyanide’s ear raised. “I know your ‘powers’ are legit, but one day we’ll figure out where they come from. They’ll be as mundane as Perv’s. Hell everyone might get them.” She replied with quite the lack of empathy. Making her tail droop down as she more deeply examined the impression she was making. Boogiegirl was too scared to continue this dialog without knowing the truth. Turning back her attention. The locked gag on MItten’s burst off. “Hey, um is-?” She did not seem to have the talent to quite ask the question she had in mind.

Her voice sounded synthesized, like she spoke from weathered speakers crafted crudely by dragon claws. A far cry from the most advanced androids who could perfectly replicate speech through a sophisticated copy of a organic vocal tract. “Yes Boogie, I… I was certain you knew that. Else I might have tried to suggest you free me so I can explain. And yes, as a prisoner I want out. There’s a spider out there who owes me a life, and I can’t collect it here.” She said, twinged on some level of regret. Both she and the filly knew leaving would very much mean abandoning Bubble’s.

“Uh, she’s going to be back soon!” Cyanide would blurt suddenly. The last thing she wanted to do being to get into a fight with two useless escapee’s. Boogiegirl suggested. “Ehh, let’s ask her to leave with us.” But the mouse shook her head. “B**** you saw it first hand, she’s better at magic than you! I read that sheet, and you’re broken enough that I don’t wanna risk some fiery feral that really, really knows what she’s doing! We can’t win, soooo.” She begins to walk out the door. But would find herself without any companions. Even Mittens being shifty in her convictions.

The rat sighed. (Do I have to do everything!? Rescue everyone? God I’m going to get to Petal and she’ll want me to grab some other asshat before we go!) “Fine, I need help to. So get me away from here, and to my friends. So we can grab Bubble’s later and escape.” She instead pitches. Mitten’s seeming instantly in favor, while Boogiegirl was yet still conflicted. Worrying that she’d have to make it out of here without one big member of the crew. Cyanide was surprised when she heard.

“Let’s skedaddle, I’m meeting so many magical people. I got no idea where you learned so much mousy, but I’d love to figure it out. And yeah, we’ll be back for her. And if she did know she was lying to us, and being all mean on purpose. I’ll drag her right back with us.” She said, dragging a hoof along the carpet.

Scampering out of her room not a minute later, having responded to an emergency email about an emergency in this very station. Bubble’s seemed gravely irritated. “Mitten’s? Boogiegirl? There’s this work thing that came up, I’m really sorry. I’ll be back the minute it’s all taken, care of?” She asked, looking forlorn into the empty room. Before quickly panicking. Where they hurt? Gone? Just in their rooms? Why would they leave? Confused and concerned, she herself vanished. Wherever they were going, they could not hide from her for long.
 

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