My name is Gerran Smith. I am part of the Breeder Project.

Our most recent subject was Princess Twilight Sparkle, alicorn royalty of Equestria. She came through the portal in the courtyard of Canterlot High, the gyre of the Equestrian Parallel.

Here, in the Universe, we contain the only known omni-directional gyre. Portals to Equestria, the Equestrian Parallel, and all of the other observable three dimensional dimensions, are found beneath the ground in a one-mile radius.

We have spies, disguised as beings of the dimensions to which they are assigned. We were waiting for years before agent Rebecca Henderson, disguised in both Equestria and the Equestrian Parallel as Sunset Shimmer, could lure Twilight Sparkle into the E. Parallel. It wasn't her fault, however. While unaware of us, Celestia and Luna were only recently aware of their single-portal gyre, as the portal to the Universe was located deep within the Everfree forest. And anyway, anypony who would venture into it would simply become another broodbearer for us.

We took Twlight from the E. Parallel, an older, more advanced agent taking her place in Equestria. We took Twilight into the Universe. We took her into our facility near the Omni-Gyre. This is the computed log of our exchange.

Where am I?
Welcome, Ms. Sparkle.
Miss? Where the hell am I?
Now, now. No need to get vulgar.

Just answer me, or I'll be forced to be drastic!
Your magic has been disabled with a serum injected into your flank. Now, Miss Sparkle. Are you going to cooperate, or are we going to have to restrain you more?
Why am I here? Where am I?
A pony as intelligent as you not being aware of the gyres. A shame. I truly hoped that Equestria harbored more intelligent life than the Universe. We're so destructive here-
How dare you? The ponies are much more intelligent than any of you monsters!
the sound of pen on paper is heard
Rebellious. Sandra, please get me another vial.

Yes, Mr. Smith.
Sandra? Mr. Smith? Who are you?
Sandra is heard leaving
I suppose telling you whilst in capacitated wouldn't really do any harm would it?
Twilight Sparkle is heard snorting like a horse
Miss Sparkle, have you noticed that you are fully human, like myself?
I have. But what good does that do any of us?
You see, Miss Sparkle, that's the way that existence keeps us all in check. There are portals called gyres that translate into different dimensions?
Gyres?
Yes, and lucky for us humans, the Universe seems to contain the only known Omni-Gyre.
So that means that the portal to Canterlot High from Equestria is a gyre?
Yes, ma'am.
Then why exploit this? Why capture an Equestrian princess? Why wouldn't you use this for good? This amount of power is insane! It ignores all laws of conventional physics!

The gyres supersede most conventions, yes. However, it does not go on without planning. We've planned to take you since your birth, Miss Sparkle.
Since birth?
Yes. A pony, a male unicorn. I believe his name was Star Swirl the Bearded-
You didn't.
-took a step through the gyre in the Everfree Forest. We captured him and extracted all of his magical abilities, which gave us Foresight, his conscience, his intelligence - everything that was useful to us. We rejuvenated him, and he's a breeder for us now. I believe he's committing his fiftieth rape in Equestria today. A thing to be proud of.
Twilight Sparkle is heard whimpering

You see, Miss Twilight. What we're going to do to you is simply make you receptive to any advances. Serums such as Dragon's Breath Extract will be temporary until we know how you respond.
Why?
Twilight Sparkle sobs for a moment

Why do this? What purpose does this serve?
It's for the betterment of existence, Miss Twilight-
How? You're ruining ponies' lives!
Ponies aren't our only issue, Miss Sparkle. We even have specimens from the Io Realm where all beings are simply light. But whenever they enter through our gyre, they become human.
Twilight Sparkle sobs more

Here is the vial, Mr. Smith.
Thank you, Sandra.
clanks are heard
Alright, Miss Sparkle hold still. This will only sting for a moment.

Twilight Sparkle cries out in pain
There, was that so bad?

Fuck you.
Good. It's already begun. Let me ask you, Miss Sparkle. Do you know much about psychology?
No. I'm an astrophysicist and a shaman.
Then allow me to explain.
Mr. Smith clears his throat
There are three points to human psychology. The id, the ego, and the superego. We strive to bring out the id. The primitive, lust driven aspect.

Twilight Sparkle begins to slur her speech, the translator has to reapply translation multiple times

The id? The primate
[REDACTION]
[REATTEMPT TRANSLATION]
The id? My primitive instincts?

The drug given to you will not do much right now. It's simply a sedative. But, yes. Ego is your personality, but that is truly useless to us.
You bastard! What makes you think you can do this to me?
the shackles restraining Twilight Sparkle rattle
You don't have much of a choice, ma'am.

a click is heard
Mr. Smith clears his throat

Would you like to hear what information we have on you right now, Miss Sparkle?
a moment passes
Well, if the look in your eyes tells me anything, you're still conscious. I will read it to you.

Mr. Smith inhales

Name. Twilight Sparkle. Species. Unicorn. Origin. Equestria. Destination. Broodbearer. Physical aspects. B-cup breasts. Will be expanded to DD. Average hindquarters. Will be expanded to large. Treatment. B-661, 50ccs per treatment. Stretch, magnitude 15.
What dizzy
[REDACTION]
[REATTEMPT TRANSLATION]
What does that even mean?

B-661 is a chemical we've designed to make you more appealing to our males.
How dare you?

Miss Sparkle, please-
How dare you manipulate a pony like this? Or any living being for that matter?
Sandra, get B-661, please.
No, Sandra. Fuck you. You're a woman too, don't you see this as wrong.
Yes, Mr. Smith.

Thank you.
You. You fuck.
Miss Sparkle, exemplifying the effects of the serum will only make it-
Shut up with this all knowing bullshit!
Hurry, please, Sandra. She's getting-
Twilight Sparkle screams
-antsy.

Twilight Sparkle grunts

Let me go!
Here's the serum, Mr. Smith.
Thank you, Sandra.

Twilight Sparkle is heard struggling, then is suddenly silenced

Sandra, mark this down, please.
Yes, sir.
Sedative ELIT, 100ccs.

Anything else, sir?
Delayed administration of B-661.
But sir-
No, I'm going to have to break her first.
Yes, sir.
A door shuts

there is approximately ninety minutes of silence

Sandra?
Yes, Mr. Smith?
Wake her up, please.
Yes, sir.
You don't have to be so formal, Sandra.
It's my job, sir.
You've been working here long enough. I'd say we're friends.
I never insisted that we weren't.

I know, I know.
Twilight Sparkle groans

Good morning, Miss Sparkle. Can you hear me?
Twilight Sparkle groans

You may leave or stay, Sandra.
I will take my leave, then, sir.
a moment passes
Did you dream, Miss Sparkle?
What?
Did you dream?
a door shuts
I did.
Well, what was it about?
Home.
Oh, please, don't get melodramatic with me.
It was. It was about my house. My friends. And how I'll be a mindless fucktoy to whatever mindless fucker you sick on me. I dreamt of being a shell. Lost memories, lost everything I ever hoped for.
Don't feel too badly. All of your memories will be transferred into binary code and stored away for later use.
Twilight Sparkle scoffs

Sandra? Bring the first injection of B-661, please.
So what is this chemical?
It will increase your sex appeal and diminish your cognitive ability.
Ah.
a door opens and shuts
Thank you, Sandra. Now, Miss Sparkle, sit still.

a moment passes
See that wasn't so bad.
Her chest is already growing, sir.
Yes, it is.
As well as her hindquarters. Her thighs, her hair is growing as well. She's beginning to drool. We may not need another injection.
A job well done, then.
I remember my conversion. I was much less cooperative.
Oh, don't bring that up, Sandra. You're here now.
Yeah. Me.