The Babs x Human Clop Saga
– Chapter 28 –
"Waking Up in a Dark & Sexy Place."

Despite his earlier hesitation, James had a lot of fun with Ms. Peachbottom. Unfortunately, it came at a small price. He had so much ‘fun’ that he wasn’t able to keep track of time; Ms. Peachbottom proved to be quite the distraction. What was supposed to be–at best–an extra couple of hours, became several. So not only did he end up missing his train and catching up to the girls, but he missed the second train to Ponyville as well. Dismayed, James sought help from the only pony in the empire that he could rely on, Princess Cadance.

Fortunately, when James went to enlist the aid of the pink Alicorn, she was only too happy to help. In fact, she offered to house him for free in one of the palace’s guest rooms for the next couple of days. She saw it as a way to thank him for “negotiating” with Ms. Harshwhinny the night before. At first James was hesitant to accept such a generous offer, but Princess Cadance was insistent. Plus, he found it very hard to refute the Princess of Love, especially when she’s eagerly deepthroating his cock during the discussion. As he felt the princess magically fondle his balls and his mental defenses crumbling, James finally acceded to her proposal. Mere moments later, he found himself cumming buckets into her greedy maw.

Later that night, Cadance wrote a small missive to Twilight, informing her and her friends of James’ delay back to Ponyville. She makes sure to mention that James would be well looked after as a guest to the Crystal Empire and a friend to the royal family.

On the first day, James spent the majority of the time simply sticking his dick into the princess at every opportunity she could find. They had bucked in a several places, both in and out of the castle. They bucked in James’ guest room, the throne room, Cadance’s private bathroom, the royal carriage–both to and from lunch–and a small number of other locations.

Naturally, the pink, pregnant princess would always order the guard or her staff to clear out the rooms before she and James got “busy.” However, that didn’t stop a couple of perverted maids or guard ponies from spying on the two from time to time.

On the second day, James finally got some free time–due to Princess Cadance reluctantly needing to fulfill her royal duties–and decided that he wanted to look around the city a little. After all, he had spent so much time “catching up” with Princess Cadance, “influencing” Trophy Harshwhinny, and “entertaining” Ms. Peachbottom, that he never really got a chance to tour the city. But now that he has the day to himself, he has a chance to take in the beautiful sights of the empire. And maybe if he’s lucky, he can check out some of the “beautiful” local ponies as well.

James had stated his intentions to tour the city to Cadance the night before. However, his plans were heavily protested against by the pouting, whimpering Alicorn. Although in her defense, James couldn’t tell whether she was whimpering because he planned to spend a day away from her, or because he was jackhammering his dick insider her cunt from behind at the time. Needless to say, Cadance was pouting because she wouldn’t be able to join him, since she had such a busy schedule planned the next day. Fortunately, James knew how to turn mares’ frowns upside down. A few moments later, he came inside her greedy snatch, making her neigh in delight. Her adorable pout instantly vanished, replaced by a blissful smile as she milked his grapefruit-sized balls dry.

Still, even if James was planning to spend the day on his own, that didn’t mean he and Cadance couldn’t have some fun. And as she left his guest room to join her husband in bed, she silently vowed that she would make sure of it.

So on the morning of the second day, Cadance got up early from bed, detaching herself from her husband’s warm embrace. Looking down on the alabaster stallion’s sleeping form, she stared disdainfully at the morning wood he was sporting between his thighs. She snorted in contempt at the sight. With an irritated flick of her tail, she turned away from her husband–head raised high and tail raised–and trotted towards the door of her chambers. However, half way to the door, she remembered that she was supposed to be sneaky and subtle, not dignified and irritated. Checking over her shoulder to make sure Shining was still asleep–thankfully, he was–she tiphoofed the rest of the way out of the master bedroom.

She continued to sneak down the corridors and hid behind potted plants and doors, trying to act sneaky. The guards and maids saw her, but paid her no mind. They didn’t have the heart to tell her how easy it was to spot her. It’s very hard to sneak around in a castle when you’re big and pink. She should have taken lessons from Pinkie Pie.

She finally spotted the door to her target’s room and snuck inside. She found her human lover sleeping in his bed, and much like her husband, he was sporting his own brand of morning wood. But compared to Shining’s tiny twig, James was had a mighty branch sprouting between his legs. The thick, throbbing piece of flesh looked far more inviting then her husband’s.

It took every fiber of her being not to simply jump the insentient human’s bones then and there, but she wanted to wake him with a pleasant surprise. So she silently snuck herself under the covers and placed her muzzle right between his legs. She placed her snout right between his balls and took a deep whiff. Her eyes nearly rolled up into her head as her eyelids fluttered rapidly.

She soon began to worship his shaft as the mighty testament to masculinity that it is. She slowly licked his taint and balls–savoring the salty flavor–before working her way up his length and eventually reaching the tip. She teased it with a few licks, then kissed it, suckled it, and finally grasped it firmly between her soft pink lips. She began bobbing her head, working her further down with each bob, all while licking and wrapping her tongue along the parts she could fit in her mouth. After a minute, her muzzle reached all the way down to his groin. She sucked in her cheeks as she pulled back up, providing a tremendous amount of suction as she worked back to the tip. Then she slid back down and started again, repeating the process faster and faster each time.

And so, this is how James started the morning on his second day of the empire…being given one of the best blowjobs of his life from royalty. Unfortunately, while his little buddy seemed to greatly appreciate the princess’ oral skills, James remained asleep through the blowjob. Bucking an extremely horny alicorn princess for an entire day had left him weary and exhausted.

The maid that came in later pretended she didn't see Cadance’s wagging tail sticking out from under the covers. She also ignored the rapid rising and falling movements of the bed covers, as well as the obvious loud and lewd slurping noises. Instead, the maid went to the slumbering human’s side and gently nudged him awake with her snout.

James awoke in a confused stupor. He had been having the most intense wet dream he’d ever experienced when the maid woke him up. He was slightly annoyed that his erotic dream had to end so soon, but irritation swiftly turned to confusion when the pleasurable sensations from the dream didn’t stop, even though he was awake. Groggy from his awakening and having no idea what was going on, James didn’t last long against Cadance’s loving ministrations. Before he knew what hit him, he shot a thick helping of jism right down the pink princess’ throat.

The maid, who silently watched the entire scene from the side, put a hoof over her mouth to stifle an amused giggle. She found it entertaining to watch the loved and respected Alicorn of Love gulping down the human’s seed like a two bit slut. It was almost as amusing as watching said human’s face swiftly swap expressions from irritation, to confusion, and finally dazed contentment.

The maid informed James that breakfast would soon be served if he was hungry. Then with a sway of her hips, she left the room with her tail raised high. Before she trotted out of sight, James managed to catch sight of her dripping marehood as she flashed him her goods.
Cadence stuck her head out from under the covers and looked towards the door. She proudly cheered, delighted that she managed to successfully avoid the maid’s notice.

Without Cadance noticing, James just rolled his eyes. It was quite obvious to him that the maid had definitely noticed her ruler’s not-so-secret antics, but she chose to stay silent anyway. Most likely, it was because maids loved to gossip and wanted to gather as many juicy rumors as possible. Unbeknownst to the pink Alicorn, the hottest topic amongst her staff was how a certain pink princess was acting so slutty around a stranger instead of her husband.

After patting herself on the back, Cadance crawled back under the sheets and resumed servicing James’ cock. This morning was all the time she would be allowed to tend to this marvelous member, so she was going to lick, suck, and swallow as much as she pleased while she still could. However, Cadance’s fun time was interrupted by the mild grumbling of James’ stomach.

Wanting to get an early start on his tour of the city, James got up from his bed–much to the princess’ displeasure–took a quick shower, got dressed, and went down to the dining room for breakfast.

Cadance followed him every step of the way, doing anything she could think of to delay his departure or change his mind. She tried joining him in the shower. She tried hiding his clothes before he got out. She tried flagging her tail and shaking her jiggly rump in his face. She tried pulling his clothes off with her mouth, and then with her magic. She tried licking his groin. She tried jacking him off and fondling his balls with her magic during breakfast. She even tried whimpering and rubbing up against his leg like an attention starved puppy (James could swear he heard her whine like one too.)

He came close giving in to her feminine wiles, but for once his lust for pony pussy was overcome. His desire to see the sights of the empire was too strong to be ignored. Not even a dose of Cadance’s soulful, puppy dog eyes could dissuade him.

She had hoped that James would stay in the castle and rut her in between meetings. Shining Armor, who never had much patience for the political duties of running nation, would no doubt be sleeping in late and leaving a bulk of the work to her. While this would mean more work for her, it would have also meant she would have more alone time with James if he stayed. But James was determined to see his own plans through.

Still, he felt bad about seeing his favorite pink Alicorn so disappointed. So on his way out, he smacked Cadance’s flank–making her fat ass ripple enticingly–and promised to make it up to her on his return.

This did little to improve her move, though James did notice that her frown lessened at least a little. Even so, she pouted and flicked her tail at him, walking away with her muzzle in the air and muttering about the unfairness of it all.

*Thirty minutes later…*

James had finally made it to the Crystal Empire’s marketplace, a giant square filled with merchants hawking their wares to the crystal populace. The market was divided into two kinds of stores: stalls and shops. The stalls, like Applejack’s apple stand in Ponyville, were lined up in a somewhat loose circle inside the square. The shops, like Rarity’s Carousel Boutique in Ponyville, made up the very edges of the square.

He saw several decorative ads and signs, including those for various “adult entertainment” shops like Ma Homes and Breeding Dens.
Being the Crystal Empire, there wasn’t that much foliage present within the city. The few pieces of greenery that could be found were already starting to change to various colors of autumn. Speaking of autumn, James noticed from the various chatter around him that many of the crystal ponies were excited about the approaching season. James guessed that there must have been some type of special event occurring then, just like the upcoming “Running of the Leaves” in Ponyville. He made a mental note to ask Princess Cadance what kind of event was coming.

Most of the excited ponies were mares, but James didn’t pay it any mind. He was too busy taking in the lovely sights of the city. As a couple of crystal mares trotted passed him–chatting excitably between them–he watched their swaying flanks and huge, teardrop teats wobbling and bouncing (respectively) with each step. That lovely view–made all the more impressive by their shimmering, crystal coats–was put to an end when they rounded a corner and was gone from his sight. With a sigh, he turned back to perusing the marketplace (and secretly looking around for more eye candy).

The stalls appeared to be similar to the ones found in Ponyville. They had a fair amount of produce stands, though nowhere near as many as that of Ponyville. But what they lacked in food stuffs, they made up for with trinkets, no doubt attempting to appeal touring Equestrians. As for the shops, they sold the more expensive looking things like clothes, furniture, and jewels. However, the shops themselves seemed bigger, shinier, more colorful, and more artistically decorated then the ones in Ponyville

James expected that would be the case. James had learned quite a bit about the Crystal Empire on the train ride over. And when you’re rutting a school teacher on a regular basis, you tend to learn a few things on the side, especially if it’s about your new home. Ponyville is an earth pony town, founded by the Apples and expanded due to the business dealings of the Rich family. On the other hand, the Crystal Empire is a city-state founded, and enchanted, by unicorns during the early reign of the two sisters. Even with their recent escape from limbo, the Crystal Empire trumps Ponyville in terms of size, population, and wealth.

James’ sightseeing was interrupted when a stallion bearing a dopey grin stumbled out from a nearby building called the Filly’s Paw. James was pretty sure he knew what kind of establishment it was, and seeing the two giggling fillies waving the stallion goodbye clinched it. One of the fillies, a red crystal pony whose coat shined like a ruby, had something off-white dripping from the corner of her mouth.

The building looked like one of those classic brothels described in Equestria’s history books. James wondered how it compared to the ones back in Ponyville. He was also tempted to check out a place called the Crystal Cavern, a popular Ma Home located in the Crystal Empire. Ultimately, he decided to first explore more of the market before getting himself balls deep in Crystal Pony ponut.

So he spent the next hour or so walking around and looking at all the interesting things for sale. He noted that out of the nearly fifteen stalls present, only two were run by stallions instead of mares. Although he had to stop and take a second look just to make sure. One of the stallions seemed to be far more feminine than most stallions. He was more slender, better groomed, and even wore trace amounts of perfume and cosmetics. And it wasn’t just his appearance that threw James off balance, but his behavior as well. When James stopped by his stall to peruse the merchandise, the young stallion fluttered his eyelashes and struck up a conversation that was clearly an attempt at flirting. James was certainly surprised. Even in a (literally) magical utopia where dozens of horny mares go out of their way to seduce and pleasure stallions, there are still some males who seem to prefer the rougher sex.

James also noticed that the femcolt wasn’t the only one trying to arouse his attention. Out of the corner of his eyes, James noticed that a number of the mare stall owners would check or adjust their makeup when they saw him approaching. Most of them tried to entice him with limited time offers or special discounts made exclusively for the handsome newcomer. But one mare in particular seemed to grab his attention.

Running a small fruit stand in front of a small building, a lovely young mare–with bright yellow coat and stylized black mane and tail that cascaded down her face and hind legs, respectively–slowly licking a banana with her wide pony tongue. She turned to James, meeting his gaze with her smoky eyes, and gave him a charming smile before pushing most of the banana into her mouth and throat. While she deepthroated the lucky fruit, James noticed the considerable amount of makeup she wore. Most noticeable was her light green mascara and crimson red lipstick, which must have been recently applied since it left red kiss marks all along the banana. Finally, she had a bunch of half a dozen bananas as a cutie mark. So enraptured by her, he couldn't help but get closer and finally stood in front of her fruit stand. She looked up at him with a welcoming smile.

"Greetings, mi buen padrillo (my good stallion)! What can I get you?" she said in a heavily Hispanic accent while fluttering her long, curly eyelashes at James. He was quiet for a few moments, too enthralled by the lovely mare’s plump red lips to respond. But after a brief, yet awkward silence, he managed to collect himself look her right into her emerald eyes. She was giving him a knowing smirk. She sensually licked her luscious lips before she spoke again. James couldn’t help but gulp nervously and feel his mouth go dry. Watching this attractive mare stare so seductively at him gave his member a happy jolt in his pants.

"Seeing as you are new to this place, extranjero (foreigner), I’m willing to offer a special discount just for you."

"Oh? Thank you, miss...?"

The mare giggled.

"Chicka, Chicka Sencilla."

Suddenly, James heard a noise coming from the building behind Chicka. Behind and off to the side of Chicka was the entrance to the building, covered by a heavy bead curtain rather than a normal door. Another mare came from behind the curtain, parting the strings of beads as she made her appearance.

This mare had a pale yellow coat, which was several shades lighter than Chicka’s. Her eyes were a soft blue in contrast to Chicka's dark green ones. Her mane and tail had a two-toned green combination of lime and evergreen. Her cutie mark was a single pineapple.

"Hermana (sister), did I hear you say discount? Again?! You can't just give those away left and right all the time!" This new mare had the same accent as the first young mare.

"I think it would be worth it, sister."

Then the new mare noticed James, and as with most mares, her eyes eventually drifted down towards his groin. Her eyes grew wide with surprise, but were almost instantly replaced with an alluring gaze like her sister’s.

"Well, it can't be helped then. But we have to take care of our customer’s big, hard problem, right sister?"

"Oh~ yes, you are right." Chicka reached below the counter and pulled out an “OUT TO LUNCH” sign, placing it on top of the counter. Then
the two sisters walked out from behind the stand, taking up position on either side of the human.

"Come along, padrillo. We’re going to perform some special discount customer service for you. Oh, and by the way, my name is Niña Apretada. I hope you remember it," the mare, now known as Niña, said with a wink.

James followed the yellow pair down the street towards the end of the market square. Along the way, the two sisters attracted the jealous glares of all the other mares managing their stalls.

This only made them giggle louder and press their curvy bodies proudly against James’ thighs. He started to have a good idea where this was leading to and his dick started to harden in anticipation.

The mares flirt and tease him as they led him to a three story building. Hanging on the front of the building is a gold-plated sign that read The Gilded Saddle and had a picture of a comfy looking bed on it. James noticed three stars on the side of the front doors, so he knew that this place was clearly a hotel with good quality service and above-average accommodations. They entered the front entrance and walked inside.

The interior design was somewhat flashy, but not overly so. Potted plants were scattered all over the place, cushion chairs and sofas were placed close to the center of the little lobby, and a plush, red carpet led from the entrance to a wooden counter on the far side of the room. Overall, it looked like a fairly professional place.

They noticed an older mare behind the counter, most likely the receptionist, looking bored. She had a vermillion colored coat, a two-toned mane of rose and pearl wrapped up in a bun, and lavender eyes. She wore a red vest with a white name tag clipped to her chest. Upon closer inspection, the name tag read Rose Quartz.

Rose spotted the two sisters leading James up to the counter. She tried not to look at his groin, or the impressive tent he was sporting in his pants. However, the task was made rather difficult since it was almost in line with her face. She chose to focus her attention on the two yellow mares instead.

"What can I help you with ladies?" she asked.

"Excuse us, señora, but we’d like to rent one of your fanciest rooms for the day. We have a stud here who we promised some customer service fun," Niña replied.

The receptionist slightly scrunched her muzzle in disgust. James was amazed that even the older mares managed to pout adorably.

"Madam! This is a respectable establishment, NOT a Ma Home. That place is further down the street. So why don’t you and your associates take your whorish activity elsewhere, hmm? Now, shoo shoo!" Rose waved her hoof at them dismissively.
Chicka snorted derisively.

"It’s hardly a “respectable establishment” from what I recall. I have seen plenty of mares drag stallions and colts in here for some fun. So, just let us do like they do. We will even pay double the price."

Rose huffed, sticking her muzzle up high in the air like a snobbish noble. Nevertheless, she reluctantly turned around to fetch one of the door keys hanging on the wall behind her. Each key hung from one of several small, metal rings, along with a white tag labeled with their corresponding room number.

Judging from the numerous keys still hanging from the wall, business must have been rather slow. Suddenly, the receptionist’s earlier look
of boredom made a lot of sense.

But James main focus wasn't on that; no, his focus was on something else. Naturally, that something else was the receptionist’s rear end. As she went to grab their key, her tail shook irritably, allowing the horny human to see glimpses of the mare’s puffy marehood. He could swear that he saw those plump pussylips wink and glisten with leaking marejuices.

The receptionist soon turned back and placed a key on the counter.

"That will be 80 bits then, my good mare," she said professionally, though a small hint of annoyance could be heard in her tone.
The two sisters then looked at each other–a silent conversation taking place between them–before sharing a mischievous smile.

"How about we get it for free," Niña suggested.

"Preposterous! Are you out of yo-?!"

The receptionist’s tirade was cut short, however, when the two sisters grabbed the hem of James’ pants and pulled it down to his knees. James’ throbbing phallus sprung free, standing tall and proud in all its glory. The receptionist’s eyes went wide in shock…and awe. The sisters smirked triumphantly when they saw her reaction.

"If you let us have the room for free, we will let you have a go with him first."

The older mare bit her lower lip tentatively, but didn't take long to decide after seeing the 13-inch meatpole and cantaloupe-sized balls on display. She turned around and rushed into the door that was beside the counter. Then, trio at the counter heard some rushed clopping sounds followed by the receptionist’s muffled voice talking to somepony.

"Honey, I’m going to escort some guests to their room. Afterwards, I have some errands to do, so I need you to take over at the counter for me."

"Alright, Rose dear," said a gruff, stallion’s voice.

Seconds later, the receptionist returned from beyond the door. Gone was the jaded, irritable mare who the three had first met upon entering the hotel. Now, she bore a huge smile on her face and her tail wagged excitedly. She trotted out from behind the counter and told the three to follow her. She led them up a flight of stairs, travelling up to the fourth floor and down a corridor until they stood in front of a door marked with the number 41.

She placed the key in the keyhole with her mouth and turned with practiced ease. She opened the door and stepped inside. James and the sisters followed after her.

The room was lined with a red carpet, the windows were decorated with red silk curtains, and the walls were a soft pink color. The whole room gave off a lovey dovey atmosphere. Even the pillows and bed were heart shaped. It was most likely meant to be used as a Honeymoon Suite, or a room for couples at the very least.

Suddenly, Rose grabbed ahold of James’ hand with her mouth, dragged him towards the bed, and threw him onto it. She quickly followed suit, pouncing on the flustered human and wasting no time in pulling his pants down for a second time–nearly tearing the fabric apart in her impatience. With the cloth obstruction finally removed, she eagerly straddled his waist.

"Hey! Wait a min-" James protested, but was quickly cutoff.

"Silence stud. I haven't had a good buck in ten years. Ten. Years. And by Celestia's teats, I will not let such a golden opportunity like this slip away. So I hope you’re ready to be ridden and ridden hard stud…because mommy is going milk those lovely balls of yours dry," she said in a sultry voice filled heavily with lust and desire.

James yelped as he felt a rose colored hoof roughly grasp his member and point the cock-head towards her plump folds. Without missing a beat, she sank down on the erect shaft, allowing gravity to push her all the way down in one go.

James could feel her inner muscles grip tightly around his length, milking and tugging it as soon as he was granted entry. Rose’s pussy hungrily sucked in his dick, allowing his cock-head to reach her cervix in no time at all. He could feel Rose’s inner walls twitch and vibrate around his shaft, and her pussylips would flutter and wink wildly around the base of his cock. Rose Quartz went cross-eyed and a throaty moan emerged from her lips.

"Nyaa~!!" she neighed. James felt his whole groin get soaked by her marejuices as they were sprayed from the mare’s convulsing marehood. All the while, the mare’s entire body shuddered in ecstasy as a dopey smile crossed her face.

The two sisters giggled as they watched the lewd actions from across the room.

"She came rather quickly for a mare. Almost like a stallion, really," Chicka said.

"She wasn’t exaggerating when she said she hadn’t had a good buck in quite some time. This will produce a great deal of lust and love," Niña replied.

Unbeknownst to the human and his latest sex partner, the yellow mares’ eyes flashed with an eerie green glow. The four glowing eyes watched as Rose finally recovered from the afterglow of her first orgasm before pumping her hips up and down with wild abandon.
The two sisters’ eyes met, then nodded in silent agreement. Together they moved towards the bed, dispelling the green glow from their eyes as they took up positions alongside the copulating pair.

Chicka laid down by James’ side and started to lick and kiss his neck. Niña laid down between his legs and began to play with his five inch balls. James groaned in response to the oral ministrations from the two sisters.

Then, all of a sudden, he felt two sharp, simultaneous pricks of pain. One came from his neck, and the other came from his sizeable balls. This startled him and made him jump up a little from the pain. This also caused him to involuntarily thrust his hips upwards into Rose’s flank. As a result, his thick meat pillar rammed through her cervix and into the deepest parts of her womb. At this point, Rose Quartz has been reduced into a mess of gasps and lewd moans now that all of her deepest and most sensitive spots are being struck over and over. Unable to resist the intense pleasure, her body spasms uncontrollably, spraying another dose of her musky mare juices all over the human’s lap and marking him with her scent.

"Hey, what gives?!!" James cried, looking towards Chicka.

"Nothing to worry about, stud. It’s just a little something that will make you feel really good," she replied.

"What do you mean b-…”Ohh~!!”" *groan*

James felt a mysterious warmth in his neck from where Chicka bit him. That warmth was slowly starting to spread to the rest of his body. If James was honest with himself, it wasn’t all that unpleasant. Unfortunately, he couldn’t say the same for Niña’s bite. James winced and grunted in paint as his sensitive balls began to quiver and swell.

"Oh God!" James shouted as he felt his balls become increasingly heavy. It felt like he hadn’t had a release in weeks. His testes seemed to strain against this new found pressure, becoming more and more packed with sperm as the seconds flew by. James was becoming more and more afraid that his balls would explode any second. His member throbbed and twitched, spewing a hefty dose of precum into the crystal mare’s womb. Rose was eagerly gyrating her bubbly rump into his thighs before riding him again. This time she increased her pace, moving faster and harder, thinking only about coaxing as much of seed out of James’ member as she could and stuffing it into her womb. James groaned, but managed to resist the tantalizing sensations of his dick and retain his focus on Chicka.

"W-What *pant* did you *pant* do?!" he gasped out. The bright yellow mare chuckled at his confused state.

"My sister and I only injected you with some lust venom. It increases the potency of your sperm, making it so much easier to impregnate us. It also comes with the delightful bonus of making your stallionhood stay harder longer than usual. We do this to all the stallions we happen to take a liking to, so just relax and enjoy the ride…"

James groaned as he felt Niña's tongue lick his balls. He felt her playfully wrap her tongue around his balls, somehow enveloping the entirety of his hefty sack.

'She’s really got a long, flexible tongue. It’s almost like she’s part snake...' That’s what he thought as he felt her tongue play around with one ball, and then the other. Soon, both were polished clean and made slick with her saliva.

With the dual stimulation of Niña polishing his jewels and Rose frantically bouncing in his lap and milking his shaft, it didn’t take long before James felt himself ready to blow his load. And it was going to be a big one!

"CUMMING!!!"

He felt his balls contract and his thick seed flow towards the tip of his dick. It almost hurt releasing the built up pressure within his loins. James felt like his shaft was a bottle of champagne about to blast off the cork. With a mighty cry, his cock erupted like a fire hose, shooting an opaque geyser into the receptionist’s hungry cunt and painting the walls of her womb white with seed.

The sudden fullness and heat coming from her rapidly filling womb set the crystal mare off as well. Her stomach started to bulge, making her appear to be going through seven months of pregnancy in just as many seconds. And it still kept going!

"Oh Sweet Celestia, YES!" she shouted.

A hoarse groan passed through James lips groaned as he wondered when his balls would stop pumping his load into the mare, if it ever would. Rose, on the other hand, seemed to have lost the ability to think at all. She looked up at the ceiling, silently shouting towards the heavens while her tongue lolled out of her drooling mouth. Her mind seemed to have shut down as her rapidly filling gut made her experience one orgasm after another.

Eventually, James’ fountain of cum began to peter out and he was able to collect himself. Rose absentmindedly rubbed her pregnant looking barrel.

"Mommy's full now…feel so tired…nighty night~…" Rose mumbled.

Her eyes rolled up into her head and she collapsed on top of the recumbent human. James grunted uncomfortably when the mare fell onto his chest and pushed out the air in his lungs. The two sisters giggled as their little show finally came to a close. They moved to either side of the unconscious mare and gently rolled her off of James.

Rose Quartz’s insensate body landed on her side on the plush carpet floor. The impact of her body on the floor was not enough to hurt her, nor wake her.

When James’ member popped out of the crystal mare’s marehood, a torrent of cum began to flow from her gaping flower. As she now laid on the floor, an off-white liquid pool began to grow beneath her flanks, staining the carpet floor.

"I think it might have worked a little too well, sister," Niña commented.

"Nonsense! He’s perfect. Now let's have some fun before we have to take him back to base." Chicka replied.

They both shared a giggle before placing themselves on either side of James’ groin. They leaned forward, and licked his member clean of Rose’s juices and his own cum. They took turns teasing and nibbling his length, all while commenting on its girth, size, and hardness. James moaned as the two continued to arouse him until his dick was primed and ready for the main course.

Then, Chicka took her place above the supine human’s face. James got an up close look at her sexy backside. Her juicy thighs stood on either side of his head, and her marehood was right in his face, dripping her juices all over his nose. Meanwhile, her sister had placed herself between his legs, playfully teasing his sensitive shaft with a blowjob.

"Put your tongue to good use, tachón," Chicka said, wiggling her juicy rump in James’ face. "If you’re a good little stallion, I might just ride you till your balls are bone dry. Doesn’t that sound nice?"

James accepted the challenge, using his hands to knead her plump, banana yellow buns and spreading her dripping folds with his thumbs. James used his tongue to tease her marehood, circling her labia and teasing her quivering folds before plunging his wriggling, pink muscle straight into her wet snatch.

She had a pleasantly sweet taste, almost like honey. James liked it and dove himself deeper, hungrily sampling more of her honey. Chicka purred and moaned as he serviced her. He used his thumbs to spread her pussylips even farther and dug in as far as his tongue would reach. This earned a deep moan from the bright yellow mare, as well as a few squirts on his face. Backing out his head for a moment, James now had a clear view of her insides.

Much to his surprise, Chicka’s insides weren’t the usual pink color of all the other mares and fillies he had ever serviced, but were a light green color instead. Also, upon closer inspection, he discovered that the mare’s juices really ‘did’ look like honey, although it gave off a faint glow. The glowing, honey-like substance coated the inner walls as more seeped out from the mare’s pussy. James was completely baffled by the sight.

‘Is this normal?’ he thought.

"Hey! Why did you stop?!" Chicka moaned in frustration.

James shrugged and decided to set the information aside for now. He would ask her about it later. Right now, he had more important things to be doing. So with that, he dove right back inside her quivering snatch and was rewarded by the continued moans and squirting of his latest lover.

"By the queen, he is so good!" Chicka moaned.

James found her words a little strange. He had only ever met the princesses, not queens. Cadance was the ruler of the Crystal Empire, so technically she could be considered an empress, a queen among queens. But everypony keeps calling her Princess Cadance, herself included, so Chicka couldn’t have been talking about her, right? Again, James decided to set aside the info for later and focus on eating the mare out.

"Sister, control yourself!" Niña scolded, pausing her oral ministrations to chide her sister.

"*Hmph!* I’d like to see you try and say that after being played with by such a skilled tongue and those strange, fleshy claws of his," Chicka snorted.

"Then move your tush, sister. Give somepony else a turn."

Chicka moaned as she reluctantly rose herself off of James’ face. His vision cleared, only to be blocked again by the up close view of another dripping marehood, this one belonging to Niña. He stuck his tongue back out, eager to taste and explore the other mare’s snatch. Niña bit her lip, suppressing her moans. Chicka snickered as she watched her sibling experience the human’s magical tongue herself. After a moment, she turned her attentions to James’ throbbing member. Opening her mouth wide, the bright yellow mare swallowed the thick sausage all the way to the hilt, making James grunt and his pelvis twitch in response. Chicka didn’t stop there; she lovingly licked the underside of his cock while purring. The strokes of her tongue and vibrations of her mouth increased the pleasure on the human’s dick. James’ twitches became more erratic and his moans more vocal as a result.

Chicka’s ministrations made James respond in kind to Niña. As with Chicka, James spread Niña’s dripping folds to get a good look and see if they were anything like her sister’s. Niña’s labia was much more swollen and puffier then Chicka’s, but other than that, James only found more of the same. She had the same light green colored walls, the same faintly glowing honey-like juices, and even the same texture and taste. James still found it peculiar, but that didn’t stop him from using his hands, fingers and tongue to turn Niña into a moaning, squirming mess.

A few minutes later, Chicka pulled her mouth off of James’ shaft with a distinct *pop*.

"Enough stalling, it’s time for the main event," she said.

She quickly straddled him, placing one hoof on his stomach for support while using the other to guide the head of his slick shaft into her slit. Then she lowered herself onto it, allowing its mushroom-shaped tip to easily part her quivering folds and pierce her insides. She relaxed the muscles in her lower half, allowing gravity to the rest of the work and shove her down the rest of the way. Chicka gave a wanton cry as James’ length became lodged balls deep within her pussy.

She looked down at herself and noticed a small bulge protruding from her stomach where the head of James’ dick made contact within her womb.

"I could get used to this," she mumbled before she started to bounce in his lap. She looked up at her sister–her pale yellow plot still sitting on James’ face–and saw that her eyes were crossed and her drooling tongue hung languidly to the side of her mouth. Seconds later, Niña finally reached her limit and sprayed her femcum all over James’ face.

"T-Told you he was good." Chicka giggled, watching her sister’s hilarious ‘O-face’ while grinding her bubble butt against the human’s thighs.
Niña was mindful enough to realize her sister had just caught her in an embarrassing position. Puffing up her now fairly rosy cheeks, she blew a raspberry towards her smug sister.

The two siblings took turns riding the human’s meatpole, both mares getting a deluge of potent seed blasted into their wombs. As a result, they both now had swollen bellies filled with James’ cum like Rose Quartz. The vermillion mare was still out like a light, not once budging from James and the sisters’ lewd threesome. James laid there, watching the hotel receptionist sleep peacefully with a content smile on her face, before he, too, joined her moments later in the realm of sleep. The yellow siblings took up positions on either side of the slumbering human snuggled up to him, following his lead and taking a well-deserved nap.

***

A couple hours later, the four were still asleep, slumbering upon sheets that had been soiled by sweat and cum. Chick and Niña were still snuggling James’ side, and Rose Quartz had somehow moved in her sleep and was now hugging the human’s leg. The older mare was using James’ thigh as a pillow, her head mere inches away from his now flaccid dick.

Chicka was the first to open her eyes. Taking a good look around the room, she smiled at the adorable sight of her sister cuddling with their new lover. She slowly untangled herself from the pony (and human) pile, got up from the bed and made her way towards the bathroom.
Once inside, she closed the door behind her and locked it. Then, her entire body burst into emerald flames that completely enshrouded her. Once they cleared, the sexy, banana yellow mare was gone. In her place, stood an equine creature with black chitin instead of fur, a short bluish grey fin instead of a lustrous black mane, and a slightly curved horn on her head. Her four hooves were riddled with holes of indeterminate size, and her eyes became completely arctic blue as they lacked an iris. In short, Chicka was a changeling. With a green burst of magic from her horn, she produced a glowing green crystal.

"My queen, do you read me?" Chicka said, speaking with a dual sounding, yet still feminine voice.

"Yes drone, I hear you. Now hurry and make your report," responded another dual voice from the growing crystal, this one sounding mature, sensual, and slightly regal.

"We have captured the creature, as per your orders. It took some time to tire it out, but he is sleeping peacefully now."

"Ooh~ I like the sound of that," the mysterious queen purred.

"Permission to speak freely, my queen?" Chicka asked.

"Granted. I'm in a good mood today, but it won’t last so be quick about it. My latest toy didn't last as long as I had hoped, and it’s slowly souring my sunny disposition."

"My queen, with your permission, I wish for my sister and I to be among the maidens selected to attend to him between your couplings."

"Is that so?" the queen asked amused. "Explain, drone."

"We will each be ready to produce a new clutch of eggs in a few days. When that time comes, we wish for him to be the one to fertilize our eggs."

"Oh? That's unusual. Personally, I usually don’t care what sort of male fertilizes my eggs. But you drones are different. You usually don’t allow a male outside of the hive to fertilize you unless you find him particularly worthy."

"Well, as you may know my queen, we drones aren’t as fertile as you are. Therefore, we don’t often have the chance to lay eggs. And when we do get that chance, the eggs are often left sterile unless we meet certain conditions. I’m confident that this time, with ‘him’ supplying the seed, she and I can lay a healthy, fertile batch of eggs."

"Yes, yes, I know about the issues you drones have with fertility. And that is precisely what has me so intrigued. To think that the creature could make one of my drones, who is well-known amongst the hive for being particularly picky about her choice of mates, act like this. You had my attention before, but now you have my interest. Bring him to me at once! Do so quickly, and I just might fulfill your request as a reward."

"Yes Queen Chrysalis, right away." The female changeling gave a salute, then put away her glowing gem and returned to the bedroom. She found that her sister was now awake and had dropped her disguise as well. Niña looked at her expectantly.

"So, how did it go?" she asked.

"Our queen has commanded that he be brought back to the hive," Chicka replied.

Niña hoof pumped and cried in a quiet tone "Yes!" before breaking into giggles. The two changelings spent the next few minutes plotting how to best take James back to the hive, where the real fun would begin.

*One week later…*

James was seen frantically pumping his fleshy spear into Queen Chrysalis’ quivering, moist marehood. They were both located inside the hive’s main breeding chambers, a.k.a. Chrysalis’ bedroom.

The room was decorated with various treasures and trinkets from around the world. The air was a little damp thanks to the stone, cave-like walls that made up the room. Large, glowing cocoons lined the walls on every side.

Unfortunately, they were all empty. This made the changeling frown. But her frown was almost immediately replaced with a smile after another heavy thrust from James. Thanks to the human, those cocoons wouldn’t remain empty for very long.
Standing nearby, two blushing female changelings expectantly observed their queen’s sexual dance with her new breeding stud. Chrysalis looked over her shoulder at the duo and smirked. These were the infiltrators she had to thank for bringing James here a week ago, the ones called Chicka and Niña.

Chrysalis then looking towards the human, who was currently thrusting in and out of her eagerly and with a concentrated look on his face. She smirked, but then had a thoughtful expression.

'I simply told him I needed his virile seed to fertilize my eggs and he happily agreed, just like that. I didn't even need to use my shape shifting ability to change into somepony more appealing. He said I was fine as I was.'

Chrysalis couldn't help but blush a little at thinking back to that. None of her other lovers had ever told her she was beautiful in her natural appearance before. Rather, most ponies were terrified of her insectoid appearance. Fear and disgust were the most common emotional reactions–from both stallions and mares alike–upon witnessing her true form. But this human didn't seem to think so. The lust and desire for her that she tasted from him told her that his feelings were genuine.

Once the order had been given, Chicka and Niña had taken James to their secret hive located in the mountains near the Crystal Empire. It was one of several hive locations Chrysalis had established in order to maintain the safety and secrecy of the hive. In short, it would be difficult for the pony princesses to find her and her hive if they were constantly on the move. And even if they managed to track her changelings back to one hive location, they could easily abandon it and move to one of the others locations scattered across Equestria.
During the week that followed James’ capture, Chrysalis had gone through quite the physical ordeal. With changeling venom flooding through his veins (and balls), the human had pretty much bucked her around the clock, exempting small breaks, meal breaks, and a nightly curfew for sleep. But she was never too far away from her bipedal breeding machine. At most, she would wander over to a side chamber to push out freshly fertilized batches of eggs.

With her magic, she placed the freshly laid brood into birthing pods until they hatched. Then she used a spell on her womb to magically produce and sustain an even larger volume of offspring. Normally, the spell was magically draining and not used unless absolutely necessary. However, the sheer amount of energy provided by the human’s emotions easily sustained her magic reserves.
Chrysalis moaned rapturously, breaking out of her reminiscence as James began to thrust his throbbing shaft harder inside her now. She felt him grab ahold of her wide, child-bearing hips. She smirked as she felt his strange, minotaur-like hands slide down to her large, yet firm ass. He started rubbing and groping her cheeks to his heart’s content, his fleshy claws sinking into her soft sides.

Ever since the human was brought to her, she had started to undergo a number physical changes; if she was being honest, she was beginning to enjoy them. It seems that since James was satisfied with rutting her natural form, her form had begun to alter itself to fit the human’s personal tastes. The end result was a Queen Chrysalis with wider hips and a larger, more squeezable plot. Apparently, the human had a taste for curvy mares with round plots and foal-bearing hips.

'With how eager he is to sow his seed, I can understand that.'

Her marehood had become more plump and swollen, almost double in width, and made wet slurping noises as her glowing juices flowed from it like a waterfall. Despite its increased size, her pussy would wink and wrap snuggly around his thrusting member inside her. Her insides hadn't changed much, but the small changes that were made molded her pussy to the shape of James’ girth. No matter how many times he pumped his length into Chrysalis’ cunt, or stuffed her womb with his seed, her insides would always fit snugly around little James like a glove. And every so often, he would bottom out inside the bug queen and the tip of his dick would briefly kiss the opening to her womb, which held her eggs. She especially loved that feeling.

She shifted her body to balance herself as she felt him leaning more into her. She then felt the final change to herself jiggling and bouncing between her hind legs. Her teats had become huge, like two large melons. They jiggled between her hind legs now, leaking of her honey-likes nectar. But James had liked this new development and wasn’t afraid to show her just how much. Personally, she didn't see the point since she had special drones to serve as nursing maids and nannies. Their specific purpose in the hive was to take care of nurturing the newly hatched changelings. Of course, one of their primary duties was breastfeeding. However, unlike the other races–which fed their young with breast milk–changelings fed their young with a special kind of milk made from thick, liquefied emotion.

Then again, she had seen the reaction from James watching one of her nannies feeding her nymphs.

The more ways she had to incite more emotions out of the human, the better. And since the constant feeding by her and her hive didn’t seem to affect the human–or his performance–she saw no reason not to draw as much from their new source of bounty as they could. So she allowed the gradual changes to her body to occur, never once needing to change into somepony else. As a result, James wholeheartedly displayed his approval by cumming inside Chrysalis’ marehood countless times.

She moaned a little as she felt his throbbing member thicken, finally indicating yet another orgasm was coming. And then she felt his cum coat her insides white. She shuddered in delight as she felt him fill her to the brim and beyond again. At the start of the week, Queen Chrysalis had chosen to inject James with her own special brand of changeling venom. The venom from a Hive Queen is far more potent than that of a drones. As a result, James produced even more cum than usual, and his virility and sex drive had skyrocketed. Considering how many eggs she was able to fertilize with just this one mate, her goal of repopulating her hive was going rather well.

‘Perhaps a little too well,’ Chrysalis thought with a groan. She had no choice but to let her two new hoofmaidens take her place.
Normally, the stallions Chrysalis coupled with would pass out after a single round of sex. While they slumbered, she would lay her eggs and have her two attending maidens take them away to the hatchery. Then she would wait until the stallion regained consciousness and do it all over again.

But this human had the endurance of an Alicorn, maybe even more so. He had bucked her nearly non-stop throughout the week, only taking breaks to eat and sleep. If he wasn’t flooding her womb with his baby batter, he was snuggling in changeling pile consisting of female drones and one queen. Once he was awake, he was at it again.

A few days ago, Queen Chrysalis decided to take a break and took James on a tour of the hive. He was very amenable to her offer and keenly followed her, curious to look around the place. First, she took him to the Storage Chamber, where they stored and sorted the collected emotions. From there, they visited the hatchery, the nursery, the communal baths, the barracks, the throne room, and a few other notable places.

During the tour, Chrysalis got to sample more of the human’s emotions when he displayed a couple of unexpected reactions. The first instance was during their visit to the nursery. She was explaining the duties and importance of the appointed nursemaids, all while she had her back facing him. During her explanation, she sensed a sudden spike in lust and desire coming from behind her. Looking over her shoulder, she noticed the human staring hungrily at her curvy backside, wide hips, and huge, teardrop teats. He had gotten pretty hard at the sight and had started to leak precum onto the floor. He futilely tried to suppress his aroused moans for the queen’s flank. Seeing he had been caught staring, James hurriedly turned his lewd attentions to one of the nearby nursemaids.

Chrysalis stared in wonder, watching the human’s various reactions of lust, embarrassment, then more lust. She watched in silent bemusement as James marched up to one of her nursemaid drones. The drone was preoccupied with feeding some of the newly hatched nymphs, watching as the recently born changelings suckled from her lime green nipples. She was blissfully unaware of an entirely different creature silently approaching to sate a different kind of hunger.

James’ shadow fell over her, warning her of his presence. But before she could react to his sudden appearance, he mounted her, plunging his thick cock balls deep into the mare. She squeaked adorably in surprise, caught off guard by the sudden intrusion. However, her squeaks soon turned into lewd moans as James repeatedly drove his shaft into her inner most depths.

Chrysalis watched as her drone was bucked senseless, unable to bring herself to stop him. And to be honest, she grew a little excited as she imagined herself in the drone’s position. It didn't take long for the drone to cum in ecstasy, leaking her honey onto the floor. Chrysalis could see some of the nymphs sniffing and licking up the juices while others continued to suck and nibble the nanny's teats. Their own appetite’s seemed to have been stoked due to the rush of lust and eagerness they sensed from the human.

Finally, a surge of spooge erupted from the human’s prick and filled the changeling nanny’s well bucked marehood. The nanny slumped down to the ground, sliding off of James’ phallus in the process. The nymphs quickly swarmed over her motionless form. They licked, sucked, and drank as much cum and fem juices that their little tongues and mouths could reach. Most of them focused their efforts around either the nanny’s cum-filled snatch or her milk-heavy teats.

The second reaction occurred soon after, when they paid a visit to a class of nymphs during their school lessons. The young changelings were around the same age as the foals in Cheerilee’s class in Ponyville. She thought he might be interested in how her hive’s young were educated, so they sat in on the lesson in the back of the class. However, she soon realized that James was paying more attention to the nymphs then he was towards the lesson. She noticed his member growing erect again as he ogled the backsides of the nymphs right in front of him. It reminded her of some of the reports she had received earlier from her scouts in Ponyville. Among the many rumors floating about Ponyville about their resident human, there was one that claimed that he frequently tried to impregnate fillies.

She doesn't know why he keeps trying since he can't get them pregnant, no matter how many loads of virile seed he pumps into their wombs. But she isn’t about to argue, not when the amount of lust he’s producing is so potent. So who cares if he tries to knock up fillies?
Chrysalis asks James if he is interested in partnering up with some of her nymphs, the younglings of the hive. He nodded eagerly. She led James to a room filled with young nymphs in the middle of class and told him to present himself. She ordered the teacher drone in charge of the class to allow the human to do as he pleased.

Soon James was surrounded by a swarm of young nymphs, eager to examine the strange new creature. The young girls diligently followed his commands and nuzzled, licked, and sucked his length in wonder and curiosity.

Sometime later, his shaft released a fountain of his cum and coated most of the nymphs’ cute, surprised faces in off-white spooge.
Under normal circumstances, Chrysalis would have considered such a display an unforgivable waste. But, having experienced James’ virility for herself, she knew that those two grapefruit-sized cum factories at his waist would produce more in no time.

Eventually, Chrysalis led James away from the classroom, leaving the cute changeling fillies behind. She gave him a small tour around the hive before leading him back to her personal chambers. Watching her little changelings bathed in the human’s thick baby paste rekindled her own lust. So she had him rut her again.

And he did. Over and over again, for the next couple of hours.

Queen Chrysalis wore a satisfied smirk on her face as she felt James empty another hot batch of seed into her hungry snatch. Looking over her shoulder, she saw the lecherous ape try to pull his member out of her pussy. Even after hours of wanton sex, her marehood’s muscles formed a tight ring around the human’s package, tugging and milking the 13-inch meatpole relentlessly. Eventually, the human managed to pull all the way out, shooting few more weak spurts on her rump and thighs before finally going limp. James collapsed backwards from fatigue on his custom-made bed, constructed from a mix of chitin and green changeling goo to form a soft, waterbed-like cocoon. As James fell onto the bed, it molded to his large frame, sinking only slightly as it supported his weight.

Two of the queen’s maidens, who had been beside the bed the whole time, moved in to perform their duty and attend to the human. They worked together to clean James with their mouths, licking, suckling, kissing, and nibbling the juices that coated his bare flesh. The paid special attentive care to his shaft, still erect and hard as stone. The two changelings seemed to worship it, attending to it with such love and devotion.

Chrysalis chuckled in amusement at the sight. She understood the reason behind their fanaticism. After all, these two and the other four maidens took turns as stand-ins. While the queen rested and recovered between sessions, they became the receptacle of the human’s lusts if he was still hard and horny, or helped him relax if he needed rest. With such a prime example of a stud around to buck them silly, no wonder the two were dick crazy.

The changeling queen groaned as she felt her bulging stomach–full of eggs and sperm–jiggle at her touch or wobble at the slightest movement. Chrysalis shakily got to her hooves and shuffled her tired body out of the room. She planned to lay down on a clean bed while the human’s sperm fertilized her eggs. With her eggs literally swimming in a small pool of semen, making sure it was guaranteed to make her later give birth to a healthy brood of nymphs. She also licked her lips, the rich taste of a fulfilling meal still on her tongue.

Chrysalis looked down at her hoof, noticing the holes in her hoof were considerably smaller than they had been in weeks. This indicated just how well she had been feeding off of the human’s emotions, particularly his love and lust. Ponies might think that the holes on a changeling are normal, but that isn’t true at all. The holes are a signal to alert other changelings when a fellow changeling is starving. The hungrier a changeling becomes, the bigger the holes become. If nothing is done soon, the changeling risks becoming a withering husk.

'But that will not happen now. Not with all the lust and affection we are gathering from this creature. This creature has provided me and my drones a constant supply of love, lust, and affection. I initially tried to fill myself with as much as I could, but I eventually had to pass him over to my hoofmaidens and some of the nursemaids. The latter’s teats have grown to enormous proportions. The nymphs have been happily drinking from them, drinking the emotion-laced milk to their hearts content. And yet, the nursemaids’ teats continue to overflow with nourishing milk, so much so that they can barely move from the weight.'

Chrysalis looks down at her bulging belly and smiles. 'The coupling is a nice bonus.'

Chrysalis thoughts were interrupted when one of her drones called for her attention through the hive link.

'My queen, the Element Bearers and the princesses have discovered our location and are on their way here!'

Chrysalis pouted at that.

'It was bound to happen sooner or later, I just hoped it would be later.'

'Prepare for evacuation then, drone. And step on it!'

The drone gave a mental affirmative before her mind slipped away into the static background noise of the hive mind.

Chrysalis stood up on somewhat shaky hooves and started to walk. This was no time to be sitting around on her flank, she need to prepare for departure. She would lay her eggs on the move if she had to. She had thought about taking James with her, but quickly discarded the idea. Considering how valuable he is to the ponies, they would surely go to great lengths to pursue her and take him back. And with her new clutch of eggs slowing her down, it would be far easier for them to catch her. Then they would have both her eggs AND her breeding tool.

'It would be best to just leave the human behind. Once the ponies get their precious stud back, they will be too concerned with getting him to safety to commit to hunting us down. And besides, once the eggs are hatched, I can always find him again for some more fun.'

She smirked as she entered the room where James was now laying on the changeling bed. Two of her maidens snuggled beside him. The evidence of both of them receiving a big, sloppy load was leaking from their wet snatches.

Her other maidens were frantically moving about, making preparations to leave. Chrysalis mentally commanded the two slumbering changelings to awaken. With disappointed groans, the two acquiesced to her commands, reluctantly leaving their warm places beside the slumbering human. Chrysalis slowly walked to James’ side and gently kissed his cheek.

"Well, it seems the time has come for us to say goodbye. Your pony friends have found us and are on their way to rescue you. Given our past history, I doubt that they will allow me or my drones anywhere near you, but no matter. We will leave you hear for them to find, but one day I will return to pay you a visit."

She used her long, dexterous tongue to lick his cheek. Then she started planting kisses and nibbles on his body, traveling downwards from his cheek all the way to his groin. She gave the tip of his dick a big wet kiss. She used her magic to leave behind a glowing lime green kiss mark on his dick.

She took one last lingering look at his length–still coated in cum and changeling honey–and his slumbering face with a smirk. She could only imagine the expressions of shock and jealousy on Celestia and the Elements’ faces when they see James in his current state. His exhausted, cum-coated, musk covered body would be a clear indication of what she and her hive had done to their stud.
She giggled mischievously as she exited the room, leaving her drones to continue their frantic work.

• End Chapter

Author's Note

So it have come to the point with I throw in Chrysalis to the mix :)
She will play a minor part and nothing life threatining or so will come out of it.

Also;
Author note
Edited by starblade so special thanks to him as always :)

Spanish words used:
Mi buen padrillo = my good stallion
Ajeno = stranger
Hermana = sister
tachón = stud

Comments on that?

Chicka Sencilla = Easy girl in Spainish

Niña Apretada = Tight girl in Spainish