Condemned

Twilight was starting to wonder why she even brought a planner, since she had nothing to plan. Still it gave her something to mark out days on and to jot down notes of anything significant, if something significant were to happen. She marked off day twenty one in the planner, sighing to herself, then folded it back into her saddlebags.

She had camped out right at the edge of the Badlands, next to the Macintosh Hills, where she could find at least some scarce grass and bushes to eat, though she was getting tired of unprepared outdoor food. She went from place to place, and this evening she was literally hiding in a hole surrounded by the trunks of long dead trees and dirt that looked like it couldn't grow so much as a single weed. She knew that she couldn't continue like this, but for the first time in her life had no idea what she was going to do. How could she even know when it was safe to return? A month? Two? A year?

All this thought was cut off though as a sound permeated the silence of the Badlands. The bang of expanding and compressing air was immediately recognizable to Twilight. A teleport! Had they found her?

Twilight poked her head out of the hole, expecting an enforcer or even Celestia herself, but... no. As Twilight stumbled out of her hole, she was face to face with Queen Chrysalis.

"You!" Twilight was at a loss for words.

Chrysalis chuckled, "Yes me, come now, surely you're not surprised to see me?"

"I'm not surprised you're involved," said Twilight, "I am surprised you found me."

"I found you through the same type of magic that I used to so perfectly deceive your friends back home," said Chrysalis, "They really are overconfident in their ability to notice changelings. I even have some of Celestia's top advisers replaced by this point. Framing you was easy."

"But why?" Twilight shook her head, teeth gritting, and legs tensing up, wanting to attack, but also wanting to keep the villain talking so she could learn more, "I'm not even the one that beat you!"

"No, but you've beaten other mighty foes, so you are a danger," said Chrysalis, "And now that you've been wandering the wasteland for weeks, you're weak enough for me to dispose of."

"You... wouldn't..." But Twilight knew she would. Twilight slowly inched towards Chrysalis.

"You know I never noticed how attractive you are," said Chrysalis, "I think this calls for another pre-murder rape session."

Chrysalis was underestimating Twilight, Twilight knew, because she had never shown anyone her top power. At the same time, though, Chrysalis was right that Twilight was definitely not at full strength. There was no time to ponder the odds though, Twilight immediately jumped to make the first attack while the villain was still stuck in her monologue.

"You won't be sticking anything in me!" Fueled by her anger, she pulled all the energy she had into a single blast. Chrysalis had foolishly allowed Twilight to inch too close, and couldn't possibly have time to block or dodge the blast at point blank range. Visible surprise on her face, Chrysalis barely managed a partial shield half way through the blast, but still the vast majority of it struck her square in the chest and through her back.

Twilight immediately charged her, horn lowered and preparing another blast. She intended to pin Chrysalis while she was down and blast right into her skull, which would have effectively ended the fight if she had succeeded. Chrysalis, however, was more conscious after the first blast than Twilight assumed, and as soon as she was over Chrysalis, the changeling bucked hard, hitting Twilight right in the gut.

Twilight was out of commission for just long enough to give Chrysalis time to stand up and pound both hooves quickly into Twilight's face, knocking out one of her teeth and leaving her face badly bruised as she fell backwards and landed hard on her back. In what seemed like an instant to Twilight, Chrysalis was atop her, bearing down on her exactly as Twilight had intended to do to Chrysalis.

A beam of energy slammed into Twilight's horn, followed by a strong magical force grabbing her body. Chrysalis hooked Twilight's horn into a horn lock with her own, and continually drilled her power into her to prevent her resisting further. Twilight shrieked as agony and more anger welled up inside her. Her eyes flashed red and black, but the power was trapped for as long as Chrysalis could keep her horn locked.

"That's it, scream," Chrysalis chuckled, "It's time for part two, where I stick you like a squealing pig."

Chrysalis' body shimmered green, body remaining the same save for a single shaft now dangling between her legs. It looked as if she had designed it for discomfort, thick, long, and ridged with nasty barbs littering the surface. It even appeared to be prehensile. Chrysalis lowered her belly, hesitated, and then flashed green again, morphing a second of the monstrous shafts below the first.

"Let's be efficient about this, shall we?" said Chrysalis, "I'm going to rape you until you beg for death, Twilight, you annoying little cum rag. I'd turn you into an egg sack, but I don't think I could stand to look at you even then."

Chrysalis moved her hips slowly, allowing her shafts to slap against Twilight's belly, just sliding them up and down against her slit and tight pucker. Twilight strained hard, tears streaming down her face as she tried to break the lock, but it was no use. Was this it? Was she going to die?

"No not like this..." Twilight managed to murmur as she started to sob.

Chrysalis laughed, "Yes. Like this. I'm going to get off soo haard with you sobbing like that, 'your majesty'."

Twilight felt the tapered tips pry her labia and sphincter open, then shove inside as hard as she could. Twilight spasmed and arched as the lengths thickened, forcing their way in, and not stopping until they were belly deep. This with no lube to speak of in her ass, and very little in her cunt given her present mood. Twilight screamed as pain lashed up through her body, fueling her desperation and anger, but futilely so in her present situation.

Chrysalis pulled back and started to take long, rapid thrusts, smacking their bellies together hard with each go. On the back thrusts, her barbs dragged back through Twilight's tunnels feeling like tiny little pins dragging across her most sensitive flesh. After a few thrusts, it seemed that she was slightly lubricated from the blood drooling from both holes as she was violated.

Twilight's screams became hoarse as Chrysalis continued to pound her. The queen rolled her eyes back and ran her disturbingly long tongue up to Twilight's face to lap at her tears, all while keeping their horns locked tightly together. Twilight tried to break through the seal as Chrysalis was distracted, but Twilight was even more so on the receiving end.

"Mmm, that's it, your screams are wonderful," Chrysalis started to shiver with lust, "How does it feel? To know you're going to die with every hole packed full of changeling seed? Or maybe I should transform into each of your friends and rape you as each of them. Would you like that?"

Chrysalis' taunting faded as her body began to quiver more violently. She twisted her head slightly, making sure to keep their horns together, then slammed her hips several more times before Twilight's bleeding holes were pumped full of changeling spunk. She packed more and more in, until Twilight felt her belly swell from her expanding womb. Twilight gagged at the agony of burning seed against her inner wounds, and gave one more scream.

"And now... to take off this horn so you won't be able to charge up later," said Chrysalis.

Chrysalis' horn glowed brightly and pain shot down through Twilight's skull. Her entire brain soaked in agony and energy, massive brain damage was inevitable. Something in Twilight's mind snapped, hatred and aggression boiling away her gentle spirit.

"No No NO NO!" Twilight screamed, closing her eyes in pain.

"Yes yes YES y-" Chrysalis was cut off suddenly.

Twilight felt her weight removed, both cocks yanked out of her and leaving her pouring seed. When she opened her eyes, Chrysalis was laying several feet away, rubbing her head and caught off guard.

Twilight didn't care where the magical blasts had came from, she opened up everything she had. All the pent up anger and agony that was built up inside her and locked in by Chrysalis shot to the surface like a geyser, and she let the full blast go into Chrysalis. Lost in her rage, Twilight's beam expanded until it almost covered Chrysalis' entire form, blasting her backwards, up into the air, and sending her crashing back to the ground as the energy arced and traveled with her even then.

When the bright light subsided, Chrysalis had been thrown against one of the dead trees nearby Twilight's hiding place. Upside down, all four legs splayed out and jerked violently. Up through her gut was a bloody chunk of stump that had stabbed right through her chest, almost certainly having punctured her lungs... actually yes there were pieces that looked like lungs hanging off the jagged tip of the tree. Blood poured down to the base, and Chrysalis stared into space as tears rolled down her cheeks.

"No, not like this," Chrysalis echoed, "My children..."

"Look like you stuck something in her, too." a voice from behind Twilight said.

"Inappropriate," said a second monotone.

"Right, because you're always so appropriate," replied the first.

Twilight didn't have the strength to turn around and see who had saved her. Instead, she fell forward, collapsing from the energy drain of her attack combined with the sting of changeling goop still pouring down her thighs. She looked up slowly, finding two ponies... er... individuals standing above her.

Her first impression was that they couldn't have looked more obviously evil, despite having rescued her.

One appeared to be an un-shifted changeling, disturbing holes in his legs and all, though with a few differences. His wings appeared to be bat-like in nature rather than fairy-like, black with translucent green flesh between bones. His tail was also a great deal thicker as well and almost as long as his body with a spade tip. The top of his head had a mohawk shaped black frill as well. He looked down at her in interest, and Twilight could have sworn he was checking her out despite her condition.

He was a unicorn, or appeared to be. He had a dark red coat, grayish blue mane and tail, and a cutie mark of a book wrapped in chains. He was almost as big as her brother, maybe just an inch or so shorter, but had a much more lithely muscled body as if built for speed. The evil looking part about him was the fact that he appeared to emit smoke, which gathered constantly around his hooves much like King Sombra had done. He just stared at her with empty eyes, as if he was contemplating whether or not to finish her off.

"She got pretty fucked up," said the changeling, "No pun intended. Well, a little bit intended."

"Inappropriate," reiterated the monotone smoke pony, more firmly than before, "Her fighting though... it was impressive considering how weak she was."

"And you talk about inappropriate," said the Changeling, "Come on, we'll help her out."

"No..." Twilight didn't want to go with them. She didn't want to go anywhere now. So much pain, so many painful memories, and now completely drained of power. "Kill me..." she breathed out, barely audible.

"Sorry, we don't do requests," chittered the changeling as Twilight slipped to unconsciousness.