"Oh my...you found so many of them, sweetie..." she cooed.

The mind controlled servant was nearly passed out on the ground, belly bulging and leaking out the green fluid that came with such a big package. A stallion no less, eyes a tint of green and happy, blissful look on his face...even she couldn't help but out a soft laugh when he tried to sit up; just to be weighed down by the afterglow and eggs. A few changelings crawled down the hive walls and picked him up, taking him to a chamber to keep safe until the new clutch was ready. Chrysalis took a deep breath and smiled, proud of her babies for knowing just what to do without being told.

Its the little things you have to enjoy, taking the time to admire how well her children are trained...even if it is simple. Chrysalis got up and rubbed her stomach...that feeling already building again. Time to be a bit more bold...Ponyville was having an Easter egg hunt, meaning a lot of ponies...and a lot of chances to build her army, even have a little fun with her duty.

So with a quick bit of thought she stood up and pressed her mane back in order. Walking on though the tunnels deep under the Everfree forest, relishing the thought of tricking another pony into a secret spot, only to give them a 'basket' full of eggs...

Another soft laugh escaped her, picking up her walk as more of her strength returned. Laying eggs was a rough duty of course, the careful planning that went into this time of year was staggering; and it would all come crashing down if one of her babies got caught bringing a pony to the hive for a clutch from the queen. For now though...it was simple, get into the hunt and find a good host...

The bright day shone from the exit to the hive, a tunnel dripping with green goop, enough to scare off any who would venture too close. The cool spring breeze was so comforting, even against her hard chitn hide...it almost made her consider just making this a fun outing...but the bloated feeling soon got worse, so..one fun for another....

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Jasper Ore, a simple pony with a simple goal.

To spend the day outside and not lose his mind while in public. A painfully shy stallion, spending most of his days in seclusion working on his own experiments took away the need to for outside contact..but after a friend told him that this year's egg hunt would have a secret prize...his curiosity got the better of his shyness. So out he went into the world, the white spot of fur on his muzzle and black tint to his legs, all contrasting his orange color called a lot of attention to the strange new pony...but like a trooper, he weathered the looks and attempts at conversation to know what that secret prize was.

The sun was hot, it made him more uncomfortable, grass waving in the gentle breeze of the spring and trees in a full green bloom. Deep in thought as the proctor droned on about the rules and having fun, passing out little bags for the foals to carry on their backs as they hunt, adults getting a more fitting saddle bag made of straw; once he had acquired his bag, he rushed back to the back of the group and kept his head lowered to avoid being noticed by the mare up front giving more directions and playing with the crowd.

"She is such a bore, no?"

Jasper nearly jumped out of his skin, the female voice coming from behind him. A mare walked to his left and gave him a friendly smile.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you...I'm kinda new here too."

She was a dark, midnight color with bright green eyes, long, jet black mane that swooped down her neck and hung loosely; the top just hanging over the left side of her face a little to obscure her features.

"U-uhh..." Jasper remarked intelligently.

The mare giggled a little and rolled her eyes.

"I'm Mirror Image, yourself?"

"Uhhh......"

Mirror Image let out a sigh and just smirked.

"Okay "Uhhh.", why are you here? I don't see a kid."

It took a moment to think of the reason, he was stuck...caught by those...enchanting eyes...

"Kid..?" Finally finding the way to speak again. "....Oh! Yes, I'm here for the prize at the end..."

The announcer finished, holding up a flag in the air with her magic.

"Then how about we buddy up, two can find more than one pony alone."

Before he could argue, the starting flag is waved and Mirror Image drags him along the first few feet until he finds his own footing and follows. A strong pull for what he thought was just a normal mare...

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Dragged this way and that, he was gasping for breath by the time they both had a good amount in their baskets. Finally the mare was tired, she huffed as she walked to catch her breath and gave Jasper a friendly smile. The shyness of the stallion was starting to melt away as he came to enjoy this mare's company, her cheerful attitude and silly mannerisms made him laugh and follow her without hesitation until the sun started falling in the sky. Childish baskets full and both of them a bit tired, Jasper smiled a little at her, ears still flat against his head as they were when she first spoke to him.

They walked slowly to a tree to get some shade...and while Jasper was a very smart pony, he had a hard time finding a reason a mare like her would spend time with him like this. Mirror Image sat down and took off the heavy saddle basket, taking a deep breath of the spring air and letting it out slowly; those unreadable eyes looking at the shifting clouds in wonder.

Mirror looked over at him with a shift of the eyes and gave him a sly smile, everypony else had either retired or was off searching another side of the field. Jasper was not a social pony....but he knew what those eyes said and it made his face flush red and ear tips burn crimson.

"I uh...w-we should probably be heading back..." He said with the timid shyness returning full strength.

The ebony coat shimmered in the sunlight, wind flowing though her mane perfectly as she got up and started walking towards him.

"Why? This little egg hunt has just started...you know...I've watched you, Jasper, it's hard finding somepony with so much in common...and in a setting like this."

Heart pounding so hard it hurt his ribs, Jasper quickly began to circle around towards the direction of the starting point and trying to make an escape. Mirror was on him the instant he moved, waiting like a trained predator until his back was to the tree and quickly closing the distance so he would have no place to run; cornered to the large appletree...

"You know that we are alike....outsiders...I think..." She stopped, face turning bright red and her own ears falling flat as a shy side begins to come out.

Jasper was shaking all over and he couldn't help but look up at her, so confident, so otherworldly...those eyes ever changing and telling him more than he could ask for in a conversation.

It would be a bold faced lie to say his curiosity never shifted from the silly prize to the mare that stepped right out of his dreams. Desire getting stronger as the day waned and now it stood right in front of his face, hell, inches from his face with a breathy whisper and spine tingling touch on the cheek.

"I was hoping to have some fun as well..." Her voice, like a song...ringing in his head and filling it with a cloudy haze.

Mirror Image took a step back and Jasper couldn't stop himself from leaning forward, fumbling over his hooves as he tries so hard to stay and hear that musical voice; it made her giggle quietly, watching him stumble a little.

Deciding that leaving the greater part to him, the bashful lab rat, was a bad idea. Stepping over to him again and pinning his back to the tree with a hoof, turning to her side to get closer and turning herself around, flicking Jasper's nose as she goes and promptly swaying her wide hips for him, the thick thighs in full view while her more delicate bits flutter in and out of view under her full and curly tail.

_ _

Almost putty in her hooves...his eyes bearing that green tint and growing in strength as she applies a little magic to creep into his mind. Jasper couldn't take his eyes off it...glistening in the light of the evening sun and the scent of a sweet flower waiting in a summers eve..he had to have it...he never had an urge like this before, but he couldn't ignore it. The stallion leaned his head forward and opened his maw slowly,breathing heavily while his heart beats out his anxiety, blood pumping hard and making a certain bit of him push forth from his fuzzy sheath. Warm tongue pressed against hot flesh as his face reddens, Mirror shuddered at his touch and he was rewarded with a sweet flavor of mare building a clear pool on his nose and soon dripping down his chin; the lapping, wet sounds of his tongue exploring the foal hole easily heard for a distance...thankfully no pony was around to witness such an act.

"Ohh.....come on now...get it in there, cutie.." She cooed to him, the stallion's eyes growing brighter green.

Jasper listened, haze of lust getting harder to think though as his tongue dived deeper into the midnight colored slit; sweet flavors almost addictive in a way. Jasper was panting hotly, the convulsions of the warm tunnel giving him just a preview of what kind of pleasure he would experience.

"O-Oh gods, yes...." She moans lustfully, legs spreading a little and growing weak.

Such a talented tongue... She thought to herself.

Shocked that she was even still in disguise...perhaps just a little longer, to enjoy this hidden talent.

Mirror Image moaned again, drooling a little and using some of her magic to force Jasper's muzzle to shove in; and like a good boy, he keeps going, desire blown into a craving for her juices, like nectar in their quality and taste. Who cared if he slowly was slipping in deeper as she let her lust start to overwhelm her...the electric touches of his wet tongue greedily eating her, his hooves braced on her flank and eyes closed.

Brought to the edge a lot faster than she expected, she had to force herself out of character before the stallion would gain the upper hoof.

In a bright flash of green fire, the entranced pony could only look up, slack jawed as the form of a changeling turned to face him...the queen herself was hovering over him with a gentle smile and those same sly eyes, Jasper tried to move to run, but his limbs felt rooted in place against that tree, nopony was around to save him..and yet...he wasn't dead. Eaten alive or made a slave to the changeling queen like the rumors ranted. Instead..he found her lowering herself down to a resting position, eye level with him and gently poking at his still very stiff stallionhood.

"Apologizes for the deception..well...I'm not sorry,if that is what you were hoping for...in fact, this was quite the fun little game." She said softly, her voice like music, always changing and sending calm waves through his mind. "But now it is time for the second part of our game..."

Jasper's eyes widened as a long tongue came forth from the changeling queen, her eyes closing and the flexible appendage gently started at his base and slowly worked up...up up and up it went at an agonizing pace until it covered the tip and parted, a dollop of pre smearing his flare and trailing the forked tongue as it returned to its owner.

Chryslias could taste that familiar sweetness...it made her grin even more...

"And a virgin...I promise to make it memorable.."

Jasper gulped and could only watch as her fangs gleam dangerously, her wet maw slipping over the flare and slowly slipping herself down, Jasper shuttered and panted quietly, warm tunnel of her maw like heaven on earth...

Chryslias continued breaking the poor stallion, his twitches of pleasure only encouraging her to keep going; it was this part that really made it fun for her...the feeling of complete control and the salty sweet taste that rolled on her tongue as it encircled the thick pole, coiling it and squeezing out more of the stallion's milk. Jasper couldn't help but moan pitifully when his sex was tormented by the pleasures of the changeling queen.

No...this was his changeling queen...the thought creeped into every corner of his mind until it echoed over and over,like her slow decent down, Jasper was understanding that he wasn't going to be a slave...but he would be a different kind of servant; a whore.

Jasper moaned louder at the thoughts of serving his queen, his eyes a full green and mind empty save for the thoughts of his lust.

So close..Jasper was panting hard now with his back arched against the tree, pre flooding in spurts and the high of bliss just a hair away...

Chryslias stopped,lifting her head up and licking her lips of the creamy mess that he made without even climaxing. Jasper could only look with pleading eyes at his queen.

"Now now, little one...do not look so upset." She stood up and leaned down, carefully lifting the stallion against the tree a few inches as she pressed her body against his. "Mother only needs you like this a few moments longer..."

Jasper gasped and felt something pressing at his backdoor...

"W-wha...?" He could only mumble out, hushed quickly by the queen chiding a child.

"Just relax, my precious little stallion..."

The ovipositor pushed him up a few more inches as it tried to break past his virgin tightness, but with a wet pop and a loud moan, Chryslias felt something she hadn't for a long time...the bliss of a tight stallion...

Jasper could only shut one eye in mixed pain and pleasure, a part of him wanted to question the intentions of this sudden violation of his body...but he trusted the queen...he trusted his mother. Trust rewarded, he felt the blissful haze fall over him again, drowning out the pain.

Pounding pack and forth, the gooey rod inside him pulsed and throbbed with each thrust, he continued to moan once the pleasure was the only thing he could feel. Leaning his head into the soft carapace covered neck of his queen, whining quietly while his cock began to throb back to life and drip.

Chryslias was breathing a little heavily, her lust taking over again and picking up the spearing of the pitifully cute stallion...it made her grin again when he started holding onto her like an old lover,more of his cream dripping between them, the pace increased until he was bumping against the tree with each push, the feeling of her eggs finally shifting in her stomach was her own heaven. The phallas bulged with the first orb slipping down and pressing at the victims tailhole.

"Are you ready for your new life, pet?" She cooed into his ear.

The hot whisper made him moan at an even higher pitch, the orb suddenly rammed past his entrance and making his heart skip a beat when it settled in is belly...soon, the next egg was pressing at his hole...and he wanted it so bad..

"Y-yes...I....just want more..."

The absent tone made her proud of how deep her control is, the stallion no longer had desires past being her personal slut...her breeder. Chryslias was more than happy to oblige his wish,the second egg cramming in...the third...fourth...by the fifth, she was panting hard, sweating even; Jasper had climaxed by the second...or third...she couldn't tell anymore. The only thought she had was the final egg working its way down with the fertilizing load that would give her full relief.

Green goo seeped from his hole and pooled on the grass,his stomach was bulging with its child bearing load, the sun had properly set on the field when he found himself absently licking at the leftovers of his own mess on his face,it was gross...but he could stop, he was just addicted to this feeling of bliss.

The final egg...Chryslias was moaning loudly when it was pushed into her pet with the flow of green goo, inflating the stallions belly even further until he looked rightly pregnant with triplets. Jasper's previous life was over...his new life was just beginning.

Bright, solid blue eyes opened to see his mother, the changeling queen still holding him close and reveling in the afterglow; the sharp fangs were growing slowly in his maw and he felt an odd hunger nagging at the back of his mind. The deed was done...a new breeder to join the ranks and a cute little servant for her to keep close to the throne...she would enjoy this new pet just as she enjoyed the others before him that "performed" excellently...

"I...love you,mother..." He said quietly..

Chryslias smiled and rubbed his head, the energy feeding her still once the egg laying appendage was tucked away again. Getting up and pulling the new changeling to his hooves. The poor stallion was unsteady from the new weight pulling his belly inches from the ground.

Looking to the everfree, the mountain where she hid her hive and plotted her revenge...it was good that he still had the sense to give into her control, a willing slave is so much more fun, of course...

"Then follow me, my precious..."

Jasper walked as fast as his hooves would take him, Chryslias forced to slow down to keep him from falling behind...all she could think of during the walk back was..

I can't wait for next easter...

Author's Note

This was a gift for a friend who tried so hard to not be a brony.

Until a changeling queen found him all alone....