“Twilight Sparkle and friends discover a new establishment in Ponyville calling itself a “Gas Club,” where “where guests could relax with a mixture of different gases.” Twilight, of course, is vehemently against patronage of the club, and only sets foot inside herself to complain to the owner. But as soon as she enters, the gases that fill the atmosphere of the club fill her lungs, causing her to lose balance and black out.
 
When she wakes up, she’s wrapped from head to foot in standard club wear- a full-body latex catsuit with attached gas mask- with who she can only assume is the club’s owner sitting next to her, completely encapsulated in rubber. The owner pulls a small hose from the ceiling attaches the end to Twilight’s mask; instantly, the gas fills Twilight’s lungs. The club owner then attaches one end of another, shorter hose to Twilight’s mask, and the other end to her own mask, creating a circuit of inhalation and exhalation between them. Twilight feels her muscles grow weak, and strange images fill her vision. The will to resist, to leave this place, or even think at all, leaves her. All she wants is to inhale this gas.
 
As her guest goes limp and falls against her, the owner of the club smiles as best she can under her mask. Her plan to capture the princess has gone swimmingly, and the combination of marsh gas and poison joke vapor will keep her here indefinitely, as well as all the others whom she lured into this place. She would send changelings to take their places to avoid arousing suspicion, and before long, she would be queen of Equestria.”