Fall of Equestria: Uprise

Chapter 7

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Spike sighed, blowing off in Silver Spoon as the mare cried out and collapsed.

Fucking a red who wasn’t really a willing one wasn’t so much fun, not after what he’d just dealt with.

Several hours ago Shining Armour had come for a visit, showing his eight month pregnant mare and told Spike the child would become the first princess who would be fallen from birth.

That had been interesting and they had talked for a bit, but then Shining had fucked Twilight, both orally and in her pussy. He’d had to lay her unconscious and beaten form in his former basket, so she could recover. She was no good unconscious and not being able to use such a skilled fuck bitch was really aggravating him. He’d gone through five mares trying to calm himself and it had only worsened his mood.

There was a knock on the door. Spike groaned in annoyance. If that was Shining Armour again he was going to really give it him. He might be the King of the Crystal Empire now, but come on.

When Spike opened the door, however, it was not the unicorn with his pregnant bitch waiting on the other side. Instead it was five caribou-like creatures.

Spike frowned at that. They weren’t caribou, that he could tell, but he couldn’t tell what was different from other caribou to these ones.

“Spike the Dragon?” the one at the front asked, holding out a hand. “We are here to make you an offer.”

The dragon raised an eyebrow. “Offer? What kind?”

The... he decided to call him a caribou, since there wasn’t anything else he could call them grinned. “One you will not be able to refuse.”

Spike grinned. Offers one couldn’t refuse meant a lot of money or gems or both. If they were making that kind of offer, he was going to at least hear them out.

He moved aside, motioned inward. “Please, come in.”

They nodded and walked in. One glanced at Silver Spoon as she crawled on her belly towards her cage, cum leaking from her pussy and leaving a trail.

Spike notice him glancing and smirked. “You wanna bang her? I’ll give it to you free since it’s the first time I’ve done business with you?”

The caribou blinked, then looked to him and shook his head. “Not my type.”

Spike shrugged. “Hey, I know what you mean.” He glared at the grey mare. “Hey! Clean up that mess you’re leaving behind.”

The earth mare sobbed and turned around and crawled back, using her tongue to clean up the cum that had trailed behind her, tears streaming down her face.

Spike returned his attention to his customers. “So, what’re you in the market for? I’ve a stupid grey Pegasus? I’ll let you have her for half price. Or are you looking for a purple? We’ve got a few of those, really hungry ones? Can’t get enough cum. Or are you looking to punish a black? We’ve five in stock right now, including a unicorn with a pink and white mane who—”

“The alicorn,” the first to speak before cut him off.

Spike was silent for a moment, thinking he was joking. However, the look on the caribou’s face was serious.

The dragon folded him arms, his face stern. “She’s not for sale.”

The caribou smirked. “While that may be what you say, we told you we had an offer you cannot refuse.”

“Don’t matter,” Spike said, turning away. “Nothing you offer will be enough.”

“Are you sure?”

He heard what sounded like a slip of paper being moved and glanced behind him to see a simple piece of paper with some writing on it on his desk.

The caribou kept his smirk. “This is just one twentieth of our full offer, Mr. Spike.”

Curious, Spike went over to the desk and picked up the paper and read the number.

His eyes bulged as he saw the zeros at the end. That’s how much they were they offering? And this was just one twentieth? And the number of gems that would come along with that...

His mouth watered at the mere thought.

However, now Spike was at odds with himself. He wanted to keep Twilight, but this was so much money.

Twilight, massive amount of money? Twilight, massive amount of money? Twilight, massive amount of money? Twilight, massive amount of money—?

He held out his claw, his eyes wide with greed. “DEAL!”

The caribou nodded, then turned to look at one of his comrades. They bowed to him then went outside, no doubt to get the money.

Spike quickly signed the form transferring Twilight to them. She still belonged to the state, but they now could do more to her themselves.

True, he would miss her greatly, she was a good mare cunt, but with this much money, he could easily buy more mares that, while not just as good as her, would still be amazing!

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I sat anxiously on the front step, watching the road leading to the farm, waiting.

Today was the day we were meant to get my mother back. I’d purposely told them to not contact me whilst there, if only so on the slim chance things didn’t work, I wouldn’t know until they arrived.

We had had to hold off at first. One of the Praetorian I’d stationed to watched over my mother had told us to wait, since Shining Armour and Cadance had arrived, so we’d waited. Then, several hours after they left, I gave the order for them to go in and had cut off there.

Now that I was sitting, waiting to learn what had happened, I was wondering if I’d made a stupid mistake not knowing right away. The anxiety to find out was killing me. Several times I’d almost re-established the direct link so I could find out, but stopped myself.

If it did and learned they’d been unsuccessful, it would have broken my heart. Better to learn in person than over the link.

I knew I shouldn't be anxious. I knew about Spike's greed and you offer enough and he would cave in. True, if it were for somepony he cared about, really cared about, not just enjoyed fucking and thought of like an animal, he wouldn't. But, with this, his greed for money and gems would win out. Or should...

Damn it! Stop second-guessing yourself! You'll just make it worse!

I looked down at my stomach, trying to get my mind focused on something else, something that wasn't going to keep driving me nuts.

While I could see it was bulging out a bit, it having been almost a month since Mac had sired me, no one else could. The Changelings I kept close at all times were using their illusion magic to make me appear normal. We couldn’t risk my being taken away to the breeding farms in Appleloosa so close to getting the last Bearer, the last member of my family that I could save right away back.

Suddenly I sensed it. The Changelings I’d sent for Mother were close. I stood up, looking out at the road, narrowing my eyes, using my Changeling bloodline, which gave me better eyesight than a normal pony to look further down the road.

There they were, walking towards me. They were moving slowly... did that mean they’d failed?

My spirit was about to sink, when I saw something and my heart leapt.

Walking in front of them on all fours, looking upset, but trying to hold it back, was a purple alicorn with a red collar and wing sheaths, with a purple star for a Cutie Mark.

I waited, bouncing from one foot to the other, my grin threatening to break my face.

Several minutes later, they had reached the gate.

“Mother!” I cried, running towards them, tears streaming in the air behind me.

The mare looked up in surprise at my voice, before I bowled into her and hugged her tightly.

Fluttershy and Rarity ran out of the house, stopping in their tracks when they saw me holding the lavender mare. They both started tearing up.

The sound of running hooves caused me to glance behind me to see Apple Bloom and Big Mac running towards me. AJ and Dash were too, still wearing the stocks they’d been put in after they’d finished the plouwing of the fields, so were the other mares, all with huge smiles on their faces.

However, the happy moment was ruined, by my mother herself.

“If you’re calling me “mother” because you were once in my class, I’m afraid I don’t remember you.”

I stiffened and slowly pulled away, my heart hurting.

But she wasn’t done. She looked to the mares around us and cocked her head. “Dash? You’re still a black? When will you learn?”

Dash looked like somepony had just smacked her across the face.

I sighed heavily, a sob entering it as I stood. “I’ll get to work on her right away.”

Mom looked to me, confused. “Okay, Big Mac must be my new master...” she sighed, tears welling in her eyes. “Though... I wish I could still be with Spike... I thought he loved me...” She took a deep breath and smiled weakly. “I will do my best to serve you as you see fit, Master.”

I was fighting back my emotions and could tell the others were too.

I bent down and took her hand, pulling her up. She looked at me, then blushed.

“Um, did you say you’d “get to work on me” because Master wants us to?”

I blanched at that and almost toppled forward. Did my mother just ask me if we were going to—?

Oh, Celestia, NO! I will not even go there!

Shaking that off, I lifted her up and took her inside. I led her to the second room and sat down on the cushions, then indicated for her to do the same.

She did, following going a bit more of the polite... or I guess slave way, by sitting on her knees.

I took a few deep breaths. “Okay, Mo—” I cleared my throat. “T-T-Twilight, every new mare must go through something only I have been permission to do by our m-m-master. A-are you ready?”

She gave a weak smile. “I guess.”

My Changelings were feeding me her emotions through the link. She was distraught over Spike giving her away. I hated that I had to put her through such sadness or the fact that she was so sad for something like that.

I closed my eyes, took several deep, shaky breaths, then opened my eyes again. “Okay.” I lifted my hand and placed them on her face, to which she blushed. “Now, relax. Let your mind go blank. That’s the only way this will work.”

She nodded, looking slightly uneasy, obviously thinking I was doing something so wrong I’m not even going to say it and closed her eyes.

Through the hive link, I felt multiple Changelings readying to join me in her mind. After the last time, with Pinkie, they weren’t willing to take any chances.

Frankly, neither was I, not with my mother.

Once I sensed her mind was in the right place, I activated the spell and dove in.

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I was in a world that was both dark and the lavender hue of my mother's magic... back when she could still use magic.

I glanced behind me and saw five hundred of my Changelings standing there, ready for my orders.

I nodded and we headed forwards. I could sense that was the way to go.

After several minutes we came upon a door marked "Sluts are Mares".

I glared at it. Not all of us were. That was just what the caribou thought and I, along with my family, would soon show them just how wrong they were.

I pushed on the door and it slowly opened. Behind it stood a castle. It looked a bit like Canterlot Castle, but... not quite.

At that moment a sound reached my ears. They swiveled, focusing on the sound. It... it was Mom's voice. I couldn't make out what she was saying, but it was definitely her.

I hurried up the castle steps and through the halls, my Changelings buzzing behind me.

Suddenly, a huge battalion of Royal Guards appeared out of nowhere and charged.

Before I could react, my Changelings shot forward, materializing swords with their magic and began to fight.

"Go, Your Highness!" one shouted as he slashed away at five guards, who vanished into a purple mist once defeated. "We will hold them back!"

"Yes!" another shouted, backing a guard into a wall before dealing the final blow with a swift slash of his sword, before he turned to look at me. "You must finish this! We will not fail you! Now go!"

He let out a battle cry and charged into a group of a dozen guards, brandishing his sword like a madpony. For every one of my Changelings there seemed to be five guards, but they were holding their own well. Their devotion to me really stood out then. They were willing to risk anything for me, their Queen.

I nodded, shouting, "Thank you all! I will never forget this!"

With that, I ran down the hall, my ears erect and following the sound of my mother's voice. As I got nearer, however, I heard what she was saying.

"Mares are useless pieces of garbage! The only thing we're good for is being fucked. If a mare can't understand that, if she isn't even willing to let her own brother do whatever he wishes to her, she is not a mare! She is a failure!"

I scowled. That was my mother's voice, but those were not my mother's words.

I ran faster, stopping at a large purple door embroiled with Mother's Cutie Mark. I could hear her voice clearly from the other side. She was here.

I pulled back, utilizing all the apple bucking training I'd gotten before in the world I grew up in and in this one and bucked the door hard, poring magic into the buck too.

The door exploded in a blaze of blue and purple fire. When it faded and the smoke cleared, I saw what was inside and felt my hatred for the caribou grow tenfold.

The room wasn't as I'd expected. Instead of a Royal suite, it was a hug void of darkness, just like the other there's inner minds had been. In the centre of the room, my mother as being raped from all ends by versions of herself, saying the things I heard while running to this room.

I took a step forward, preparing to send magic to my hands, just like I had the last three times.

However, the Spell Twilight at Mother's mouth suddenly turned her head and I flinched. She was grinning, a snide grin. "Did you think I didn't sense you before? Who do you think sent the guards?"

I jumped into the air as the ground beneath me exploded with lavender magic. I drop rolled to the ground and whirled around to see another Spell Twilight was standing there, grinning.

"Ooh. You've got a strong will. This'll be fun. Twilight lost way too soon."

"So, it's true then?" I said, facing off against my mother's doppelganger. "None of the mares have really given in. It's just the spell, you making them act and think the way they are. You corner them in their own minds and trap them, then take control of their bodies yourself!"

She grinned. "Smart too. This will be fun."

Then, as I watched, she started to change. Her fur became brown, her hair a murky-yellow and differently styled, her eyes turned yellow and her Cutie Mark from a purple star and five smaller white stars to an Autumn leaf.

My scowl deepened and my hands glowed with Nightmare Moon's magic. "You honestly plan on trying to control me, the mare who had beaten four in control versions of you?"

She just sneered. "Yes," she replied with my own voice. "I do."

She leaped forward, her fist glowing with murky-yellow energy. I countered, charging at her with my hands in the night-sky aura. We clashed,trading punch for punch, kick for kick.

I flew into the air, firing multiple blasts of magic. She ran along the ground, dodging each blast with an easy that just irritated me.

Suddenly she leaped into the air, her arm pulled back for a punch. I managed to block it, but she pushed me back to the ground. Now on even footing with her, I started throwing physical blows, each of us parring each others' moves.

My double grinned as she matched another punch and blocked another kick. "You're not running away? Interesting. Twilight did. She ran down the halls for ages before we cornered her in here. Her magic spent, she didn't stand a chance."

ARG! Why couldn't this bitch just shut up? And why was I still fighting her? No matter what I tried, she seemed evenly matched to me and she didn't even have the Nightmare magic. How was this not already over?

"Oh," the other me smirked. "It's over."

Suddenly I felt arms grabbed me from behind. Before I could react I was punched in the face and hit the ground. Before I could recover, I felt someone grab my shoulders and yank me up, right before I felt something large and hot plough into my ass and I screamed.

This was a bad move, in hindsight, because as soon as my mouth was open I felt something large a hot force it's way in that too, shortly followed by another going into my snatch.

I was forced forward onto all fours, glaring at my double as she just grinned. Somehow, three other spell versions of myself had sneaked up on me during the fight and now they'd pinned me down. But if they think I'm just giving up like that they've got another thing coming.

I struggled, fighting against them. It wasn't getting them out of me, but the three weren't saying anything, leading me to guess I needed to have lost hope and surrendered before they started saying the things the spell-controlled me would say.

The me I'd been fighting walked up to me and traced a finger down my cheek. "Oh, little Autum, trying to be the good girl and save mommy from the bad guys." She smirked. "Soon as we break your will you'll turn all those ponies in, along with Big Macintosh and he'll switched and join the rest of you as slaves for the rest of your lives. Which, since you're a Royal Changeling, will be a long, long time. Maybe we'll even get you to tell what your hiding about Gunne."

"You'll fucking pay for this!" I tried to say around the massive shaft in my mouth (why some find it nice to put one of those in their mouths, even before the fall, I'll never understand, because this is just gross), but it came out as "Yu fubum pay for dis!"

She grinned sneered. "Face it, Breezy, soon you'll join your mother as a cunt mare, happily serving any male that wants to shove it in you. You should've stayed in your own world. At least you could have lived your happy life there."

I blinked. My happy life? Of course! My memories! The only reason Mom's will broke was because she'd seen her brother and Cadance betray Equestria and then witnessed what had happened afterwards. If I could just remind her of what she'd had in my world, where the caribou hadn't turned it into a world of misogyny and sex, she'd wake up and fight back.

I focused hard, stretching my mind out to all the Changelings, in here and out in the physical world, asking them to lend me their mind power. With all of us working together, I could send my memories to Mom, even from this humiliating position.

I felt them all reaching out, lending me their strength. It grew and grew, until I felt it at full charge, every single Changeling's magic pouring through my mind, showing me just how it feels to be a Queen of a hive.

I looked at my double and sneered around the cock in my mouth.

She smirked back. "What? Giving in already? I'd have thought you're desire to save your mother was stronger than that."

"No," I said around the cock. "It'b stonga!"

My eyes changed to Changeling eyes and I looked to Mom. A beam of pure white light shot from my eyes, slamming into her.

"NO!" the me from before shouted, her voice filled with rage and fear.

Mom's mind filled with all my memories from the world I'd grown up in. My time as a foal, my first day of school, trips with her and dad as a filly, fighting alongside her in the war against the caribou, Dad's funeral, training me to harness me inner magic...

Every single memory I possessed of that world I poured into her mind, sharing everything with her, not a thing being left out.

Mom started glowing with lavender light and the spell versions of herself's voices started growing quieter.

There as an explosion of lavender magic and Mom's spell selves net flying, knocking into the gang bang on me, shocking the all, causing them to falter.

This was my chance and I didn't hesitate. My hands glowed with Nightmare's magic and they were thrown off of me, slamming into the walls around us.

My double who'd been sneering looked from myself to the ones lying around the floor as they slowly started to faded in and out.

"No!" she growled, snarling like a beast. "You can't win! You will submit!"

"Hey!"

The me whirled around, snarling to only have her eyes widen as she saw my mother, standing tall, her wings fully outstretched and with her feathers again.

She held up her right-hand, which began glowing with a lavender aura. "Stay away from my daughter!"

A burst of lavender magic exploded from her hand. It surged forward, slamming into and consuming the other me.

She screamed, both in pain and rage, her eyes glaring through the magic.

I followed Mom's lead. I searched within and gathered every spec of Nightmare Moon's magic, channeling it into my hands. Once it was at it's maximum, I let it all loose, a storm of night-sky magic surging from my hands, joining Mom's lavender one.

The two coalesced, spiraling into each other, strengthening each other, magnifying their strength.

The other me screamed. It was a cry of rage and defeat. It went from my own voice, to Mom's to a discord sound, before it finally faded, as did the world around. Everything faded into darkness.

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I gasped, my head shooting upward as if I’d received an electric shock right up my spine and fell on my back, exhausted. That was even more tiring than when I’d freed Pinkie Pie.

After several moments, though to me it felt like hours, I struggled to push myself up on my elbows and looked to the other pony occupant in the room.

She was holding her head, a grimace on her face. After several moments she opened her eyes and saw me.

We stared at each other for several seconds, just looking at each other, me with apprehension, her with shock and uncertainty.

Finally, she spoke. “You’re... you’re my... daughter... from another world?”

I gave a weak smile. “Yeah,” my voice was quiet and weak. That had taken a lot out of me.

She blinked, before she gasped, her hands flying to her mouth. “Oh my gosh! The fall! Celestia! And I—!”

I struggled forward and put my hands on her shoulders, looking her in the eyes. “Mom, you couldn’t help it. It was the spell. It affected every single being it came into contact with; even black collars are under its effects. Their wills are just making it harder for the spell to fully take control.”

This only made her slump. “I guess I’m pretty weak willed, then.”

I shook my head, furrowing my brows. “No, Mom! You’re not weak willed. You’re the strongest willed pony I know! The only reason you fell so easily is because of all the trauma you were put through both before and after the spell was cast. You broke through the spell after seeing my memories, didn't you?”

She looked at me, her eyes filled with grief. “But all the things I did. I let them take my horn, my wings. I helped Spike track down mares and convince them that being sluts was what we’re meant for. I even taught classes on how to be a better slut!”

Tears started pouring down her cheeks.

“And my friends, I betrayed them all. I even betrayed the princesses, turning my back on them instead of finding a way to free them! How can they ever forgive me?”

“Mom!” I almost shouted, my voice firm. “You are not a traitor! Even Cadance and Shining Armour aren’t traitors! You were all victims of the Crystal Heart’s corruption, of the caribou’s twisted ideals.”

I calmed down, smiling gently.

“And your friends all know that. They know you weren’t being a red of your own free will, no mare is. They understand that now and, trust me, they will forgive you.”

Mom looked at me, her face easing a little. She leaned forward and rested against me. I wrapped my arms around her back and we sat there for while.

It’s funny. I’m the daughter, yet I’m the one giving the emotional support. Life’s funny that way, I guess.

After a few minutes, and after her tears had stopped, Mom pulled away a little and looked me over.

“So, those memories... were real?” she asked, anxiousness and excitement just noticeable in her voice. “You’re really my daughter... from another world?”

I nodded, giving a soft smile. “You and Dad met shortly after Tirek was defeated.”

She frowned. “Who?”

I blinked, then shook my head. “Never mind. Guess either he isn’t powerful enough in this world yet, or he never broke out of Tartarus.”

Now she just looked more confused.

I shook my head, giving a small laugh and continued. “You and Dad were able to end the war between Changelings and ponies. You both brought peace to our races.”

She smiled meekly. “We did?”

I nodded. “At first it was hard, but when word got out you were pregnant with me, Chrysalis wasn’t sure what to do. She still wanted revenge against ponies for her defeat at Canterlot and on you for making her son fall in love with you, but she couldn’t bring herself to kill a Changeling yet to be born.”

Her eyes suddenly widened. “Wait! You mean you’re—?”

I nodded. “Guess my memories weren’t clear enough there. I’m half Changeling, on Dad’s side, obviously. Once I was born, the peace was made official and our kind have been living in harmony ever since.”

Mom looked down, frowning, then looked at me. “And you came here, to save our world, even at such a great risk to your own safety?”

I nodded. “While I would love to say it was only because I didn’t want to see ponies suffering, it was mainly decided because the imbalance in this world will eventually destroy all worlds if it isn’t fix...”

I suddenly wished I hadn’t said that. The panicked look that entered Mom’s eyes was one Spike had told me about. She mainly got it when things weren't going exactly as they should be and something bad could result from it.

Having just told her all worlds were going to be destroyed probably wasn’t the best idea, in hindsight.

I quickly grabbed her shoulders. “Mom, it’s okay. The destruction won’t happen for a few more years and we’ve only got to wait a few more months before we can fix things.”

Her panic suddenly turned to confusion. “A few months? Why?”

“Skyla.”

Her eyes widened in horror. “Oh, jeez! I completely forgot! Cadance is pregnant and Shining’s going to give their daughter straight to caribou!”

I smiled. “No, they won’t.”

She stopped, blinking. “Huh?”

I nodded and the room was suddenly full of black Changelings, all surrounding us.

Mom’s shrieked, though silently and pressed up against me.

I chuckled. “It’s okay, Mom. Remember what I said. Our kind are at peace. Besides, I’m their Queen.”

At that she looked at me like I’d just grown a second head. “What?”

I shook my head. “I’m the only being in this world with Royal Changeling blood, thus, I’m ranked as Queen. I've got several groups of them waiting at the Crystal Empire to save Skyla as soon as she's born and to bring the missing shards of the Crystal Heart with her.”

She looked around, still nervous. “Is... is that really true?”

I nodded, then sent an order. A second later we were alone in the room again.

Mom pulled away, looking at the ground. “So, after you’ve helped us, you’re going back, right?”

I gave a sad smile and shook my head. “I can’t.”

She looked up, shocked. “What? But, you were able to come to our world; you should easily be able to go back to your own, shouldn’t you?”

I shook my head, sighing wistfully. “The only reason travel between our worlds was possible was because of the imbalance this world was creating.” I sighed again, closing my eyes. “Soon as we fix everything, the barriers between the worlds will repair themselves and I’ll be stuck here. I can’t go back.”

There was silence for several moments as my words hung in the air.

After some time, I felt arms wrap around me in a warm hug. I opened my eyes to see Mom’s mane. She had moved forward and wrapped her arms around me.

“If that’s the case, you’re more than welcome to stay with me,” she whispered, “ my daughter.”

I couldn’t help but shed a few tears at that and returned her embrace.

When some time had passed she pulled away and looked at me, smiling the way she always did in the world I grew up in. “So, anything special I should know about, being your mother and all?”

I blushed, scratching my arm. “Um... Mom?”

She turned to me, then giggled. “You know, I’m going to have to get used to that. Only Spike’s ever called me “Mom” and only when we were alone together.”

I nodded, my blush growing as I braced myself. Now that she was herself again and she’d accepted what I’d told her, I had to come clean about something and, even though I turned twenty-one three weeks before I’d come to this world, thus I was more than a legal adult and able to make my own choices, telling her wasn’t any easier. It was really the only thing I dreaded after I’d free her.

I gulped. “Um, remember what you just said about Cadance being pregnant?”

She nodded, slight concern crossing her face. “Yes? What about it?”

Jeez, this wasn’t as easy as I was really hoping it would be.

“Well...” I said, trying to look anywhere in the room but at her, “she’s... not the only one bringing a new member to the family.”

She frowned, confusion now on her face. “Is my mother pregnant? Because I know Spike never lets any of the mares he has get pregnant.”

I gulped again, answering slowly. “No. It’s... it’s not Grandma or any mare Spike’s done that’s bringing a new life into the world.” I sent an order and my Changeling’s dropped the illusion spell on me, revealing my little over a month large stomach. “I am.”

She blinked for several moments as what I’d just said processed through her mind, before her eyes lit up and she moved forward, grabbing my hands.

“Oh, Autum, that’s wonderful! You’re going to be a mother?” Her face blanched and her eyes filled with horror. “Oh no. No, that’s terrible! If anyone finds out, you’ll be taken to a breeding center and put with the breeding stock and then, when the baby’s born, they’ll either teach it to be horrible to mares or be a slave!”

“Mom!” She stopped at my shout. “It’s okay. “I’m not going to be due for at least another nine to ten months. And, as for anyone finding out, you just saw that I’ve been pregnant for a while. Several of my Changelings have been projecting an illusion barrier spell, so no one sees I’m pregnant. And, since we’ve only a few months to wait, we can be sure my baby won’t be born into this horrible world and into a better one.”

She still looked uncertain, then she frowned. “Wait. Who’s the father?” She blanched. “Please tell me my memory isn’t lying to me and that it wasn’t Spike.”

I blinked, then blushed, waving my hands. “What? Spike? No! No-no-no-no-no-no-no! It was...” I looked away. “Um, you see, when I came here, I hadn’t actually ever had real sex before.”

She blinked. “You were a virgin?”

I nodded, grinning sheepishly. “Never really had a stallion blow one in me before. At least, not until I was claimed.”

It took her second to figure that out. “Big Mac’s the father?”

I nodded, an embarrassed smile now on my face. “It... was kind of an accident.”

She frowned. “How was it an accident in a world where mares are used as fuck toys?”

I winced. Jeez, hearing her say it like that made it sound even more wrong than it really was.

“Well, you see,” I said, scratching my arm, “we actually timed it so that I would get here right after my estrus cycle, so that I wouldn’t get pregnant. At least, we thought we had. However, that was before Pinkie Pie, that world’s Pinkie Pie, shifted my calendar around, moving the date I’d set when I’d go through my cycle to the next week, after the day I would leave, so she could fit her Good Luck Saving the Enslaved Dimension party.”

“So, then when Mac claimed you...?” Mom’s voice was quivering and her face was bright red.

I nodded. “He came in me, right in my womb, whilst I was right in my cycle and since we couldn’t risk taking me to a clinic to find out if I was pregnant or not without risking blowing my cover...”

Mom looked like she was close to fainting. “You ended up pregnant.”

I chuckled. “Well, at least you can take care of me while I’m going through this instead of having guys fuck you all day.”

Her eyes widened with horror. “Oh no! Even if Big Mac is our handler, since all the Element Bearers belong to the state, we can still be used to—”

I shook my head. “Taken care of, Mom.”

She stopped, confusion clear on her face. “What? How can you ensure no one uses us?”

I winked. “Changelings are both sexes, Mom. Every time one of you is requested, one of my Changelings goes disguised as you and takes everything for you.”

Suddenly a finger and thumb were holding my ear tightly. “Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow!”

“Young mare, did you just say you are sending your Changelings, your own subjects, out to be raped?”

“Owie, ow, ow! I wouldn’t have used those words, but— ow, yeah, I guess.”

She got a very firm look on her face. “I will not have my daughter forcing her subjects to do such things. They look up to you; will do anything you order of them and you go and tell them to do that?”

“I-it’s not what it sounds like, Princess.”

She glanced to her right and saw one of my Changelings, one of the few who had remained after Mom had entered Stern Mom Mode (nice to know they will throw themselves in front of magic blasts that could kill me, but won’t help me against my own mother when she’s scolding me), step forward, not meeting her eyes out of fear.

“Explain,” she said and he flinched as if I’d just shouted at him.

“Sh-she was not willing to do so, at first,” he stuttered. “We who take up the task have volunteered to do so, for you as much as for her. We have sensed her uneasy every time one of the requests came in after she started freeing you and the other Bearers, so we took this task on ourselves.”

She looked back to me as I struggled to get free of her grip. This was embarrassing. I’m twenty-one-years-old, a Queen of my own hive, and my mother was pinching my ears like I was a little filly who’d broken the rules.

After a moment, she let go, though her stern expression remained. “I expect you to make it up to each one who volunteered once this is all over, got it?”

I rubbed my ear, nodding. Man, she’s only been my mother for about half an hour and she’s already gotten into the groove of it.
Her smile turned coy and I returned it. I’d missed these kind of talks with Mom, where we’d get really serious about something, then put it behind us.

She shook her head. “So, are you and Mac going to get married, when things are back to normal, I mean?”

I blushed and shook my head. “He may have sired my foal, but his heart belongs to Cheerile.”

She frowned. “But, Cheerlie’s a red. He still has feelings for her after all this time, even knowing that?”

I smirked. “Cheerile may be a red collar, Mom, but she doesn’t merely want to please anything with a cock. She only became one to keep her teaching job. And all those times Mac requests her? He does it so she can have a good night of rest from all the dick pounding she gets.”

Her eyes were wide. “But, Spike’s mentioned several times that she’d always smells like Mac had had his way with her.”

My smirked grew. “A little trick they figured out. He just sprays her with a perfume made from his musk and seed and none question what happened, thinking it was just sex.”

Mom smiled, looking impressed. “That’s a very good plan. No one would’ve ever guessed it. I’ve got to give Mac some credit, that’s pretty impressive.”

I grinned, then my vision blurred for a second and I put a hand to my hand.

“Autum?” Mom was a bit blurry and her voice sounded worried. “What’s wrong?”

I grimace as I tried to grin. “I’m good. Just... tired...”

I fell backwards and my world went black.

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“Autum!” Twilight cried in alarm as the brown Pegasus fell back, her eyes closing. She hurried over and shook her shoulders. “Autum? Autum, what’s wrong?” She turned to look over her shoulder. “Help! Somepony, come and help!”

At once the sound of hooves pounding from out and inside was heard and the door flew open, revealing Big Macintosh and Apple Bloom.

Apple Bloom saw Autum and moved to help, but Big Mac held her back and looked at Twilight. “Miss Sparkle?”

She looked to him, her eyes wide with panic. “What is it? Please, help her!”

Mac’s expression didn’t change. “First answer me one question.”

“Alright! Anything!” her voice was rising with her panic. Just, please, help her!"

“Do ya’ll wanna suck my cock?”

Twilight’s face became blank for a second, before it filled with disgust and anger. “Big Macintosh Apple! This is neither the time nor the place to be asking such a thing! What would even posses you to ask such a question?!”

The stallion held up his hands in surrender, chuckling. “Sorry, Miss Sparkle. That wasn’ a question Ah wanted t’ ask, but Miss Autum said Ah needed to, to be sure as to whether she was able to free ya or not.”

With that settled, Apple Bloom hurried forward, just as several other ponies hurried to stand outside the door before Mac let them in. All Twilight’s friends, as well as Lily Valley, Daisy and Carrot Top.

Applejack’s face tensed for a second at the sight of the alicorn, before it softened and she smiled. “Hey, Twi.”

Twilight cringed a little, then smiled weakly back at the farm mare. “Hey, Applejack. Um... about...”

She shook her head. “Water under the bridge, Twi. Ah know ya’ll weren’ in control o’ yerself.”

Apple Bloom smiled at Twilight, shaking her head. “Don’t worry,” she nodded down to the unconscious Pegasus, “she’s just tired. Same thing happened after she freed Pinkie Pie.”

Twilight frowned. “Surely it wasn’t as hard for her to free Pinkie as it was to free me, was it?”

“Nope!” Pinkie chirped, as she put her hands on Twilight’s shoulder and leaping up, causing Twilight to shriek. “But she freed me after everypony else!”

Twilight frowned, still breathing heavily, glancing from the Pinkie behind her, to the others. “What does she mean, “after everypony else”?”

AJ shook her head, chuckling. “Takes after her ma, that girl.”

Twilight tilted her head. “What do you mean by that?”

Dash stepped forward, grinning. “Turns out, even though we were fighting against the new way the kingdom works, refusing to accept our roles as their cunt mares, that spell was still working on us.”

Twilight blinked, glancing back to the unconscious mare. “She mentioned something like that when she was comforting me.”

Rarity nodded. She looked very clean since the last time Twilight had seen her. Her mane was combed; though not as much or as thoroughly as before the fall and her fur was back to alabaster, even a little brown.

“Indeed, dear. We were all under that horrid spell’s influence.” She put a hand to her forehead. “I still cannot believe I did such degrading things. How will I live down the shame?”

Dash rolled her eyes and turned to Twilight again. “Anyway, before she freed Rarity and Pinkie, your kid spent most of the day entering all our minds, finding the spell and taking it out.”

“By the time she finished saving Pinkie, she was so exhausted she was out like a light til the next day,” Applejack finished.

Twilight looked slightly less worried. “So, she’s only asleep?”

Apple Bloom nodded. “She should be good by t’morrow.”

Twilight smiled, calming down now and looked back to the brown mare. She moved a hand and brushed a strained of Autum’s mane from her face.

My daughter, she couldn't help but feel a warmth in her heart at that. I know your mother from the world you grew up in is very proud of you. She closed her eyes. Just as am I.

Extra Author's Note

just one chapter left, then the epilogue and this is done!