Day scp in Equestria


                                            Day scp in equestria

                                            You wake up in your tiny cell just like any other day.

                                            You still don't have a clue what's going on despite your attempts at finding out: one moment you were on your way to work one morning, the next you appeared in what looked to be an underground bunker.

                                            Seriously blink and you'll miss it instant.

                                            At first you had thought it was a dream, but when some short horses/ponies in uniform shot you with some lasers from their horns, you quickly realised it wasn't. Can you get tazed and feel it in a dream?

                                            Either way that lead you right here into this cell. It's hard to say how long you'd been in here for but it must be at least a month.

                                            You were well enough looked after but you never got answers.

                                            Whenever one of these tiny ponies came to give you food or water (which sadly didn't include meat), you asked about who or what they were and why you were being detained.

                                            This leads you to today.

                                            After doing your morning ritual as best you could (the cell had a simple toilet and sink, but no razor), you heard hoofsteps outside your door. The slightly too short door slid open, revealing two ponies in uniform.

                                            "Come with us, we have a task for you." One of them said to you in a feminine voice.

                                            You wanted out of this joint, you were going stir crazy with basically nothing to do each day.

                                            You hoped this might be a chance to prove you weren't some kind of criminal to whoever was running this place.

                                            "A task? Any chance on you guys filling me in on what it is?"

                                            "Sorry but that information is redacted." The other replied, clearly a guy.

                                            "How am I supposed to do something if I don't know what it is?" The annoyance I  your question was obvious, but the duo ignored it.

                                            "That does not matter. Follow us." The female stated, her horn gaining a glow around it.

                                            With no other option but to comply, you made to exit the cell, bending under the door frame as you did.

                                            You had seen none of this 'facility' since you arrived here, save your cell and what had appeared to be an office space when you first arrived.

                                            Whoever designed it definitely didn't go all out on the decor: you were lead through several completely plain corridors, each with doors like to your cell separating them, only these had a button you would press to open them.

                                            All these door seemed a bit redundant, but you also have no clue why this place exists or why, there was probably a reason.

                                            You must have been walking for about 15 minutes, mostly through seemingly empty hallways.

                                            A few hallways had doors with plaques next to them, with various images and text inscribed that you couldn't understand. You're fairly sure the language wasn't even any from earth.

                                            What you didn't get though was how these miniature ponies could speak and understand English. Yet another question you likely wouldn't get an answer to...

                                            You were brought out of your internal monologue when you bumped into the pony in front of you, who was now looking back at you with a scowl.

                                            "You might want to pay attention to where you're going, a lapse in concentration might not end well for you otherwise." The stallion you bumped into said, causing the mare to giggle, oddly enough.

                                            Definitely not ominous, no sir.

                                            "Either way, we're here now. You're on your own from here. Good luck." Both of them giggled a bit as they turned around, leaving through a door to the side, which closed promptly behind them.

                                            Looking around, you see you had been stopped in front of another nondescript door which had a plaque next to it.

                                            Despite being unable to read the text you could get a good look at the picture.

                                            It appeared to be another one of these ponies, however they are facing away, seemingly hunched over while sat down. The pony was depicted to have a yellow coat, pink hair and... wings? So a pegausus.

                                            You didn't have long to dwell on the image as the door next to it opened on its own.

                                            Immediately you could hear the sound of a feminine sobbing coming from the other side, making your hair stand on end.

                                            It was quite dark as you peered through the door, but you could make it out enough to be the interior of a cottage? What a bizarre thing to build in what has so far been the most boring underground bunker in existence.

                                            Despite the strangeness of the room, your biggest concern was the constant crying coming from inside. You really didn't want to go in there, but you figured you didn't have much choice.

                                            After a few more moments of hesitation, you slowly made your way inside. It was hard to make out too many details, but you could make out the small figure in the middle of the room; the pony displayed on the plaque.

                                            With nothing really to lose and nowhere else to go, you cautiously approached.

                                            "Hello? A-are you alright?" You shakily asked.

                                            The crying slowed down almost immediately.

                                            If anything it made the situation even more terrifying, making your blood run cold.

                                            The pony didn't make any other moves, still resigning to sit there with her head in her front hooves.

                                            Despite your brain screaming at you to run, your body fully approached the pony.

                                            You laid a hand on her shoulder and knelt down beside her, making her jump but nothing else.

                                            "Why have you been crying?" You venture.

                                            No response at all.

                                            "My names Anon, I'm here to help if I can." You say as you move her right hooves from her face, now gazing straight into a massive bloodshot eye.

                                            It was like a lightswitch the insant you met her gaze. She eyed you with what could only be described as pure hunger as she removed her left hoof from her face, turning completely towards you.

                                            "A-anon? Is it r-really you? It's been soooo long..." she almost made you jump the room was that quiet.

                                            "I-I always knew you'd come back to me eventually though. We're destined to be together forever."

                                            All the neurons in your brain were firing at once now. How did she supposedly know who you were? Come back? Together forever? Those are the words a sappy love struck woman would say to their long lost school crush that never went away.

                                            You hadn't the chance to attempt to reply to her as she pounced on you mere seconds later.

                                            Your eyes shot open in shock as she latched onto your chest, and began to furiously French kiss you.

                                            You were in too much shock to put up any initial resistance, but when your brain finally rebooted you did the only logical thing in this situation.

                                            You tried to push her tongue out of your mouth with yours, which only resulted in her deeply moaning as she danced around it.

                                            Next you tried to push her off. This worked surprisingly well, separating the unwanted kiss and knocking her sideways onto the floor.

                                            Adrenaline now coursing through your veins you leapt up and sprinted out the door you came in, praying she wouldn't follow.

                                            As you frantically spammed the button to open a door you could hear a scream of anguish? Pleasure? Either way it horrified you, and as the door opened you ran as fast as you could, though not before ensuring the door was shut behind you in an attempt to stop this yellow freak.

                                            You continued through several more doors as the adrenaline started to wear off.

                                            Panting from the exhaustion, you came to a stop in a slightly more open room than the typical hallways. This room had a staircase leading to a lower floor and windows you could see down.

                                            You waited a few seconds to catch your breath, and to try listening for any sounds of pursuit. You could just barely make out the wailing but it didn't seem to be getting closer. Yet.

                                            Hoping you weren't gonna be chased down by the two guard ponies that took you to the chamber, you descended the stairs and turned the corner, where sat a couple of desks, but naught else.

                                            Upon closer inspection, one of the desks had what looked like a credit card. It had a magnetic strip, and LEVEL 1 KEY CARD was written on it.

                                            "This might come in handy." You mutter as you pocket the card.

                                            With nothing else of note you turn around, and are scared shitless by an alarm sounding, alongside an announcement through an intercom.

                                            "Attention all ponies, we are currently experiencing a containment breach. You are all required to remain where you are until further notice."

                                            Fuck, if you stayed where you were, you'd get caught by either that crazy yellow pony or the guards.

                                            With no other option you make haste out and onwards.

                                            The alarm stops about a minute later, leaving a deathly silence. You can no longer hear the screaming either, which was more worrying than anything.

                                            This facility was a literal maze, you had to keep wondering why it needed to have so many empty corridors, and even a couple dead ends.

                                            There was some variation, such as walkways suspended over a pit too dark to see clearly, or what looked like decontamination areas. It was almost like you were playing a video game.

                                            When you came upon another door with a plaque, you tried to make it out. The picture depicted what looked like an old gas mask, but it was covered in colourful drawings.

                                            Your curiosity got the better of you, and you swiped the card you found on the scanner next to it.

                                            It beeped and the door slid open. Inside was a pedestal with the mask sat atop. The room was baren other than that.

                                            "Seems mundane enough, though based on what I've sen so far I bet it's anything but." You say as you pick it up, looking at all the pictures adorned on it.

                                            They mostly appeared to be stick figure ponies playing with each other, and a few buildings here and there.

                                            "Fuck it."

                                            You bring the mask to your face, and the instant it touches your skin you feel a huge wave of dizziness and nausea, keeling over to the floor in pain.

                                            The sensations fade a mere second later.

                                            "Jesus fuck what was that?" You exclaim from your position on the ground. The surprisingly soft ground.

                                            You feel it and realise you touched grass.

                                            You open your eyes and see you're outside in the sun, with various trees, houses, and more importantly, ponies, surrounding you.

                                            Some of the ponies appear to be looking at you, their expressions holding curiosity.

                                            You stand up and try to put on a friendly front.

                                            "Uh, hey there guys, how's it going?"

                                            They don't respond, but a couple start walking towards you.

                                            "Don't mind me at all, I'm just trying to find my way home, could any of you help me out?"

                                            A couple more beginto approach, and one even speaks.

                                            "You are home now big boy. And of course we'd be willing to help you out..."

                                            Her sultry tone sends a shiver down your spine, but you try to ignore it.

                                            "Oh, great! Would there be a telephone I could use somewhere to contact someone?"

                                            As even more mares start making their way over, another speaks up.

                                            "Why ever would you want to contact anypony else? We're all you'd ever need."

                                            They're starting to get quite close now, and you're starting to sweat. You turn around and it appears like you're surrounded.

                                            Some of them start licking their lips.

                                            "C-come on guys, I'm in a bit of a sticky situation here, all I need is you to point me to someone who could help."

                                            You jump as you feel one of them rub themselves on the back of your leg like a cat.

                                            "Oh you'll be sticky alright when we're finished." She purs.

                                            They're basically on top of you now, and start rubbing themselves all over you.

                                            When one finally starts to put her head up your shirt, and another start pawing your crotch, your fight or flight instincts kick in.

                                            You push them away and start running, not sparing a glance behind.

                                            You can hear what sounds like a stampede as they begin to make chase.

                                            "Come back sweetie!"

                                            "Let us help you!"

                                            "I want that big fat monkey dick inside me!"

                                            Are just a few things you hear as you power on, the adrenaline taking full hold.

                                            They sound like they're getting closer, so you locate the closest house and make a beeline for it.

                                            You wrench the door open, dash inside and slam the door behind you, bracing it with your body.

                                            Not two seconds later you hear and feel them banging.

                                            "Oh you want to use my house! My pleasure."

                                            "Let us in and we'll show you a real good time!

                                            You're truly trapped, and you wrack your exhausted brain for a way out.

                                            Then it occurs to you.

                                            The mask!

                                            You feel your face and sure enough, despite not being visible you can feel it.

                                            You grab the sides of it amd pull with all your might.

                                            The same wave of nausea hits you and you reappear back in the room you found it.

                                            You collapse onto your knees, gasping for breath.

                                            "What world of nightmares have I found myself in?!"

                                            You half expected a response to come, but none did.

                                            When you composed yourself, you looked down at the mask in your hand.

                                            "Maybe if I were a horsefucker I'd be all over this, but I ain't." You chuck the mask back onto its pedestal.

                                            Then it hit you. Screaming. Or more like wailing sobs. You could hear it. And it was getting closer, albeit slowly.

                                            "Oh fuck me."

                                            You run out of the room and continue following the labyrinth.

                                            The next room you stumble across had an image of two large lamps; the ones normally used to light film sets.

                                            The wailing was still audible, but with no knowledge of where to go you may as well check wherever you can for an exit, so you scan the card and it lets you in.

                                            The room is fairly spacious, with what looks like a viewing area with a railing separated from a barren lower area lowered by a couple of steps, and a door at the end.

                                            The wall opposite the viewing area had a large window, and peering inside showed another room that housed a large white canvas, with the two lamps in the nearest corners pointed at it.

                                            As you approached the glass, you noticed a pony in a lab coat laying on the ground.

                                            You assumed they were unconscious as you could barely see their body moving up and down from their breathing.

                                            Upon further inspection you noticed something else lying on the ground next to them: a card that read LEVEL 2.

                                            "That would almost certainly come in handy."

                                            Suddenly the lights in the room flickered, and you noticed there was a silhouette of a human now displayed on the canvas.

                                            The first direct sign of humans you'd seen.

                                            After a few seconds of nothing happening, the lights flickered again and a silhouette of a pony appeared.

                                            This was not a good sign, but hardly unexpected now.

                                            Transfixed, you watched as frame by frame, the pony took interest in the obviously scared human, and jumped him.

                                            There were no details as it was just a silhouette, but it didn't take a genius to know the pony was holding the human down and raping him, beginning with a blowjob while sitting on his face, and finally riding him cowgirl style.

                                            The show ended with the pony standing above the immobilised human, looking straight at you.

                                            With one last flicker, the canvas was blank again.

                                            Trying to wipe your mind of the scene you'd just witnessed, and embarrassingly enough the semi you'd gotten as a result, you realise something.

                                            You have to go in there for the card.

                                            "It's only a projection right? She can't do anything to me right?"

                                            You look at the mare on the floor.

                                            "Just run in, grab the card, run out."

                                            Taking a deep breath, you push the button to open the door inside.

                                            You run straight over to the pony on the ground, swipe the card, and run back to the door.

                                            To your horror, the door closes by itself in front of you.

                                            You look for a button on the wall but there isn't one.

                                            "Shit shit shit!" You exclaim, looking around for anything that could help.

                                            But it was too late. The lights flickered again, and this time just the pony appeared on the canvas, looking at you.

                                            The lights flickered, and you felt your ass being stroked. You then felt a warm breath just above your crotch, and something rub against your dick, sending a shiver up your spine.

                                            Then as if by magic, some invisible force started to unbutton your trousers.

                                            You tried to swipe away whatever it was but your hands met air.

                                            You frantically look around again for any options, and your sight was met by the lamps.

                                            "Alright fuck this, I'm out, I ain't getting raped by no invisible mare today."

                                            With that you grabbed one of the lamps, held it like a baseball bat, and swung as hard as you could at the window.

                                            It shattered into a million pieces, raining down upon you and the poor mare laid on the ground.

                                            You covered yourself as best you could with your hands, feeling a few shards cut your skin, but nothing too severe.

                                            As you carefully jump through the opening, you stop feeling the invisible force trying to get into your pants.

                                            Thank god too as they were one button away from dropping.

                                            You quickly do them back up as you step over the broken glass, making your way to the door to escape this cursed room, not sparing a backwards glance.

                                            Despite almost being molested, you had succeeded in your task of getting the key card.

                                            Now you just need to figure out where to get out.

                                            You had an even greater sense of urgency than before as you could still hear those wails, and they sounded close.