“NO! Please no!” Twilight yelled, writhing her arms in the tight canvas sleeves that were strapped behind her back. Reguardless of her shouts and her kicks, the alicorn was still strapped tight into the straitjacket and accompanying leg sleeve. The two earth ponies were wreslting her head into the hood.
 
The room had been cleared of magic before she was brought in, slightly sedated and had been ‘suited’ up. nopony told her why this was happening, just the grunts of the only others in the room as they bound her.
 
She was pushed into the hood and it was laced up and locked. Her muzzle was still free, still shouting questions and pleas for release, something to explain this treatment. Her muzzle was pried open and a black shape loomed towards it. Her attepmts to close it were in vain, as the phalic shaped gag slid down her throat and the muzzle was strapped tight behind her head.
 
Her almost mummified form was placed carefully inisde a tube like conatiner and was strapped in, the lid closed. Form inside she could feel no magic at all, either from the ring on her horn or the lined container that pushed all the magic outside of it, as none would come to her when she called for it.
 
A long journey later and the visor across her eyes was no longer black, she could see what little that was in the room. Concrete in all dirrections, steel doors with heavy locks and passcard slots. This place was a prison of some type, and she was being carted down deeper into the facility, strapped to a board and unable to free herself.
 
Down one elevator, across a long hallway and then down another elevator. He felt her ears pop, even though they were stuffed full with silicone plugs. She was beginning to fear that she would never again see the light of day.
 
They stopped for second, the air and ground vibrating as a heavy piece of metal slid open. She passed under a thick metal doorway, guessing that it was the frame for a steel vault door that was feet thick. This was not looking good.
 
She was handled carefully form the board, placed onto a cold steel table in the center of an oval frame. She leaned over to try and see the room better, but was pushed down sternly. Any future attempts were met with a quick hand forcing her back flat on the table.
 
The maddeningly tight crotch strap was released to her relief. She heard the snap of latex and then a cautious hand probe down between her fettered legs. Twilight struggled and tried to shout through the gag, but was quieted as one of the guards took hold of the breathing tube, clamping it shut.
 
A cold presence entered her, creeping deeper inside, then stopped. Her teeth were pressing down hard on the gag, gritting through the pain of a large object sliding inside. She doubled down as the second object was pushed into her tail hole. The guard released the tube and she was able to breathe again, in time to gasp as the crotch strap was re-applied, pushing the toys inside a bit deeper.
 
Twilight saw an opaque sheet come down over her head, attached to another ring, or at least the ring half of a two piece system. The breathing tube was guided through a single hole in the front, the two pieces of the ring were mated together, locking into place. The lower portion of it was fiddled with, something was going on down there as they lifted her hooves and more clicking sounds were heard.
 
A low hum filled the air, a small motor running inside the frame around her. SHe paid it no mind until she saw the pieces of sheeting falling down around her. The rubber pulled and stretched as the air was removed, forcing the loose canvas tighet around her coat and mane. it drew down around her body, sticking heavily like a pool of mud, holding her in place. The two pieces of rubber met at her mid point, locking her body into the frame, immobile.
 
Twilight grunted as she tried to shift around in this second layer of imprisonment. It was useless, as she moved away, the taught rubber merely pulled her back into the origional position. Bucking, twisting and trying to draw her hooves up only managed to make the metal frame smack the table. Who would have though that a paper thin piece of latex could hold her entire form nearly completely still?
 
The frame was jerked, slanting upawrds off the table and onto the floor vertically. A metal clasp held the bottom firm and for the first time, Twilight could see more than the cieling and lights. She saw that three sides of the room were taken up with small metal doors, a bronze name plate on each of them. Pinkie Pie, Rarity, Shining Armor and even Princess Celestia and Luna had their names on these doors.
 
Her heart sunk, this looked like a morgue, or even worse, an oubliette where she would be shuttered inside until the day she expired. All of these doors were labeled with her friends and some of the more important ponies in Equestria. Was this some sort of large scale pony snatching, or a replacement program? Hide the real ponies while fakes walked about outside, posing as them? Chrysalis!
 
From under the encasement, Twilight heard a voice, two of them.
 
“It’s almost time, Princess.” a male voice echoed. She could almost tell who it was, but the rubber and silicone was drowning out the familiarity.
 
“I know, the others will be along soon. We have to get ready.”
 
Now THAT was Cadence, her voice was high and easily went through the inhibiting material. What… was she masterminding this whole pony napping?
 
The two ponies rounded the corner, hurried by something. Through the rubber and darkened visor, she made out Cadence and Shining.
 
“Good, Twilight is already here!” she said with a sigh of relief, looking strait at her friend. Twilight shouted and twisted in the prison she was in, begging for an asnwer.
 
Cadence pulled her shirt over he head and dropped her pants, then looked to Twilight, comtinuing to undress as she spoke.
 
“Twilight, I’m sorry it had to happen this way. There wasn’t time. We are the only two left that need to go inside.”
 
Twilight struggled more, inside what? What was going on?
 
“Twilight, the Veil is tearing.”
 
The encased alicorn stopped moving, she knew what this meant.
 
It was nearly three millenia ago when the First Alicorns had banished all of the more destructive forces into a realm known as the ‘Veil’, a dimention where there was nothing at all, tim enever passes. A Limbo of sorts where they couldn’t hurt anypony. It was held shut by the eldest of the Alicon.
 
Soon the Alicorn Wars took place. The victors didn’t have long to live, poisoned by taking the lives of their fellow ponies, they withered. Equestria was without a figure head for nearly a thousand years, until Celestia and Luna.
 
It was only until two centuries ago did Celestia re-discover the Veil and that it had been weakened over time, allowing some of the dark elemts to pass through. The nightmare forces were the latest leak, the creature known as Discord was the first. Many more had come forth, testing The princess’ abilites and the Elemnts of Harmony. These threats came single file though, nothing on a mass scale as was going to happen rather soon.
 
“Celestia and Luna have tried thier best to keep the Veil up, but with knowledge lost to the ages, they weren’t able to hold it.” Cadence explained while walking up to Twilight. The two ponies that had strapped her inside this device had returned with two boxes, leaving them on the floor.
 
Cadence opened hers as did Shining. They worked at a hurried pace to put on the items inside, the same as what Twilight was wearing. A thin skintight rubber suit, the straitjacket with the legs bindings and the muzzle. Twilight felt more at ease, this wasn’t what she thought it was, still she and her freinds were the best bet against this threat. She wriggeld and moaned.
 
 

 
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