Author's Note

[Explicit] [Rape] [Cum Inflation] [Oviposition]
Characters: [Chrysalis] [OC]
By Ragabash

[NSFW] Chrysalis

Her mother never had been very nice to her. She couldn't. After all, she was the queen and had tough responsibilities. As such, she had to be harsh, even to her own daughter. Still, the princess sometimes had the feeling that she enjoyed being nasty to her.

Actually, she wasn't even a princess yet. Being the daughter of a queen didn't make her automatically so. She first had to prove her worth. Show that she can fulfill the biggest responsibility of a changeling queen. Females who couldn't do it were worthless to the hive. There was a reason why she wasn't the youngest sister anymore. Why she was now an only child.

And here she was, deep in the hive, surrounded by male changelings, her mother reclining on her throne in front of her. She watched the filly with a stern gaze, the softest she ever showed her. When she opened her mouth, everyone was silent in awe. And fear.

"Today is the day," she said with a harsh voice. "You know what happens if you fail?"

"Y-Yes," the filly answered with a meek voice. She tried to be strong, but that was impossible in front of the queen. "I will be... executed."

"Oh no, you are wrong there." her mother countered. "You are the last one. But the failure of your sisters rest with you too. If you also fail, the hive will be endangered, if I die before I can breed new females. So, you won't just be killed quickly. You will be tortured in the worst way imaginable, so you will die know just how grave your failure is."

The filly felt like someone kicked her in the stomach and her heart beat faster. There was no hint of compassion in the voice of her mother, as if she didn't care what might happen to her own flesh and blood.

But she guessed that was necessary when you were the queen.

"Now begin, we don't have all day," the mare said impatiently.

Nearly immediately, one of the male changelings approached the filly from behind. She looked at him, gasping when she saw his member, long and thick and littered with barbs across the shaft. She wondered if such a thing could even fit her.

The changeling mounted her. He was kinda heavy, but the filly was more worried about the tip that was touching her nether lips. She could have sworn that there was something fluid on it. After he seemed to get "comfortable", he began to push his penis forward. With little success. The cock head barely managed to part the lips at all and certainly didn't went into her. It was a rather unpleasant feeling for the filly, but not too bad.

"What are you doing?" the queen asked irritated. "That's a filly. She's small, she's tight and she never had a cock in her before. You don't achieve anything when you hold back. Just thrust it in with force!"

The male changeling obeyed and began to push stronger against her, pulling his hips back, only to thrust them forward again. It went easier now, but was pretty painful and the filly began to tear up a bit. It only got worse, when he bypassed the lips and went in deeper.

But nothing could have prepared her for what happened, when he soon fully entered her with a single thrust.

Her worries were right. It didn't fit. It didn't fit at all. And yet it was inside her. It felt like something was tearing her apart from the inside. She let out a blood-curdling scream, while tears ran out of her eyes. "Stop!" she shouted in fear. "I can't stand it, make it stop!"

But while the changeling behind her indeed stopped, the queen only rolled her eyes. "Your sisters felt the same way," she said, "And I didn't care. I felt the same way when I was in your position. No one cared. What makes you think that I will care now? You're supposed to breed, lay eggs, birth more changelings. You're not supposed to enjoy it. You're well-being is irrelevant, as long as you can populate the hive." Then, she turned to the male changeling. "Continue. Don't pay attention to her screams, tears or whatever she says. Just fuck her."

Obediently, he resumed without holding back. It was barely any better than before and the filly wondered how she even managed to endure it. As if the overly big shaft wasn't bad enough, the barbs that scratched all over the walls of her pussy made it even more painful. She constantly feared that it might tear up her vagina. She wasn't even sure if it didn't do that.

Why was it such torture? Wasn't it supposed to feel good? It was as if everything she ever learned about this act was a lie.

She barely even felt better when he was done and, after releasing his life-giving fluid in her womb, finally removed his member from her. The filly thought that she still could feel it inside her. Even though she knew that this wouldn't happen, she couldn't help but hope that she will never experience something like that again.

"Alright, that is done," the queen said. "Next one!"

"What!" The filly shouted in horror. She couldn't mean that.

"Do you really think that it's over now?" her mother said, annoyed. "Breeding isn't that simple. You need a good amount of semen inside you, before you lay eggs. And lots of it is useless and won't fertilize anything. So, you need to breed with a lot of males."

The filly looked around, finally realizing with horror what all of those changelings were here for.

Hours later, she lay alone on the ground. Her belly was very inflated and looked like it was about to burst from the cum inside her. A bit of blood trickled out of her vagina. The barbs weren't ineffective after all.

Even though she was supposed to give new life, she felt like something died in her. Possibly even herself. It nearly seemed preferable to what she endured. She screamed so much that her voice was nearly gone. She cried so much, that she didn't seem to have any tears left.

But it wasn't over yet. She felt that clearly now. There was something inside her. A feeling that was getting stronger and somewhat painful. But it was much different than the torture earlier. It felt oddly... pleasant at the same time. As if her body was aware of it, her pussy was getting wetter and wetter. Actually, it seemed more like it was preparing for something.

The filly groaned weakly, as that strange feeling got even stronger. By now, she couldn't even tell whether it was good or bad. But it appeared to move down her body, until it reached her crotch. There was no doubt about it now, something was inside her and tried to get out. She didn't know why, but nearly automatically, she attempted to push it out. As if she instinctively knew how to deal with this situation.

She moaned even more, the stronger it was pushing against her entrance. It was an oddly pleasant feeling, but very welcome after what her body suffered earlier. Still, she wished this thing would finally come out.

Progress was slow but steady. More and more of that strange object came out, spreading her nether lips far and rubbing against them. The pleasure grew more and more until it somehow became a torture in its own way. The filly was torn between wanting it to go on more and wanting it to finally end.

But what she wanted didn't matter. Soon, she reached a point where it turned from a strong, but bearable feeling, to one that gripped her entire body. She let out a loud moan as the pleasure overwhelmed her and fluids gushed out of her, assisting in a final push that released the object from her pussy.

After it was over, she was resting for a bit, still enjoying the feeling that was now fading fast. Then, she weakly stood up and saw what just left her body: It was a green egg that was now lying in a puddle of clear fluid.

"So, you've finally done it."

Startled, the filly turned around to see her mot... the queen approaching.

"Oh, don't look at me like that," she said half-mockingly. "I did what I had to do. So did you. And I'm proud to say that you succeeded where your sisters failed. As such you are now officially the princess. You will inherit my title as queen and lead the hive after I'm gone."

The filly didn't say anything. She wasn't sure how to react at all. Even if it had to be, she couldn't see anything positive in the queen anymore. She couldn't see her as her mother anymore. Not after what she put her through.

"My congratulations."

Although, she'd lie if she said that she didn't want her new title. And now more than ever, she wanted to replace the mare in front of her and become the queen herself.

"Princess Chrysalis."