A Hive Remade

by Bry7x7x7

Rating: mature
Tags: Anthro, Dark, Alternate Universe
Length: 4736

Chrysalis has grown tired of her mindless drones. Determined to strike Equestria again, she decides to try adding a bit of pony into her changelings. Now she has three stallions to experiment with.

After Canterlot, Chrysalis plans to attack once again. Before she can though, she needs something more than her usual mindless, hiveminded drones. She desires to have more intelligent changelings. To reach this goal, she needs to add a bit of pony to the changeling race. To do this, she'll need to find a "willing"* stallion mate. She has found Sky Spirit, Emerald Ice, and Ivory White. She has some fun experimenting with the combinations.
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*Dark for "willing" is implied with strong sarcasm. [rape]

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2015-08-15 02:30:02 UTC

The Idea

It's been awhile since my failure at Canterlot. Everything was planned so well and I was so close. I even beat Princess Celestia in a dual when things didn't go as planned. Victory was in my grasp. It was made bittersweet when the power of love beat me. The power of love, what a ridiculous sentiment. Sure changelings do feed off of love and gain power from it, but how was it enough to overpower my mind control spell on Shining Armor and allow him to cast his shield spell to repel everyone of my changelings is beyond me.

Now I have lost the element of surprise. The hive is also too weak. The drones that populate it are broken pieces of nature, for they're only half complete. They are nothing more than spawn of a pool proteins, nucleic acids, and some of my own DNA. Their DNA is half of what it should be. Because of this, my changelings have no form of intelligence above simple instincts for their self-preservation. This good for having a loyal swarm who follows my every order without question and I am able to create as much of them as I please. A lengthy price tag is attached though.

Other than the nonexistent IQ, they also don't last for very long. The drones only have a lifecycle of a month at best. Their existence can be extended through to consumption of love, but why bother? I can spawn many of them while I can have the love they collect for myself. I am a little weak at the moment, on account of surviving the fall from Canterlot after all. At least with these drones, I can use them as cannon fodder and not have some sort of revolt on my hands because I can't feed them like the last time I had real changelings so many centuries ago. Another good thing is that they have no true gender and cannot mate. I can control their numbers quite easily. Also, they can change into any gender of pony they need to.

Now that I found Equestria and all the love in it, I can grow a swarm to consume the world. I thought I could take over with these defects of mine, but I failed. Hope is not lost though. If I can forge a much more intelligent army, I can devise a new plan with much more success. To make intelligent changelings, I need to mate with a close relative of changelings. My attention is immediately drawn to the ponies of Equestria. After the heat cools down and some scouting in the Equestrian cities, I think I found some lucky candidates. I couldn't decide on what kind of pony to mate with, so I just got one of each. A unicorn, pegasus, and earth pony. Each have desirable traits. Unicorn magic could help advance normal changeling magic. Pegisi flight capability should make stronger flyers. Earth pony strength will make good soldiers and workers all the same. I'm not sure these will be the outcomes, but there's no harm in experimenting.

Three stallions each from three different cities, as not to draw attention to their disappearances, are now mine. They rest in cocoons, unconscious for the meantime. I stand before them. I know that I can't get much love from them at first, but they will love me in time. Once you've tasted me and my mating habits, nothing else will do for you. I'm in a rush to get the first eggs laid so this first one will be quick. I'm not picky right now and they're all such great specimens, so I'll pick one at random. Let's try the unicorn.

A Strange Place: Ivory White

My name is Ivory White and I'm from Manehattan. I have lived in content for some time. My daily routine is fairly standard. I go to my office job and return to my apartment with little variation. As humbling as this lifestyle is, it's a little lonely for it to be healthy. My job can be rather boring and my co workers aren't the chatting kind. My small apartment isn't anything to boast about. I suppose that the combination of these aspects is why I paid attention to that mare.

I was approached by a mare a few days ago. She was beautiful and charming. She was wonderful in so many ways. Sure she was a little too attached and always wanting to know about some of my more private details such as much of my lineage and my health. This should have been a red flag, but she seemed a great mare. She was almost hypnotizing form her mane style to her voice. To my embarrassment, and it's a little cheesey, she had hips that could not lie. So I gave her a pass for her strange behavior.

The night that changed was when she asked to go on a date. I agreed with too much enthusiasm. We were walking down the street when she wanted to take a way around a neighborhood she said she needed to avoid. The path was through an alleyway. I should have been more suspicious, but I took her path. The next thing I know, something spat some kind of green goo in my face and I lost consciousness.

***

Now I wake up to the sound of buzzing and covered in some kind of stiff, sticky, green goo that's staining my white coat. I'm on the floor of a cave and I can't move much at all. I slowly crank head around to have a look at the place I'm in. The cave is lit up with green lights that I can't see the sources to, but is otherwise dark and black from the ceiling to the floor. Behind me are three of some kind of transparent sacks. Two of them had a pony inside them and the other looks like it was opened recently and a trail of it's contents leads right to me. So if I was in there, then what let me out? I look at myself and see that I'm naked. There's a slight breeze that passes over me and this goo that covers me seems to add a pleasurable sensation over my entire body from head to hoof. To my embarrassment, my cock is sailing at half mast. Then somepony got my attention.

"I see you're awake and ready to begin." The voice said.

In front of me is what can be called a monstrous, but beautiful feminine figure. She is as big as Celestia and just as flawless. She is also naked. Seeing her large breasts and her hourglass form, as well as the most hypnotising pussy I've ever seen, caused my stallionhood to stand at full attention. A few features about her was a little off putting, such as the fangs and gnarled horn. The powerful stature of her made me quite afraid of my situation. Between being naked in some place I never seen before and the goddess like, but also demon like, figure before me is leaving me with a hollow stomach.

"Who are you and where am I?"

"This is your new home at the hive and I'm your queen. Queen Chrysalis of the changelings."

Changelings?! I've heard of them. They tried to take over Equestria awhile back. I struggle a little, but the goo won't let me. I try using my magic to get it off, but the goo on my horn is blocking my magic.

"What do you want with me?!"

"Don't treat. I'm not here to hurt you. I just need you to do something for me." At saying that, she laid down on her back on the floor with her holey legs spread apart. "Now, I'm really sorry that this won't be very romantic, but I'm in a little hurry."

Her horn lit up and I'm brought closer. I'm rested on my knees between her legs. She forces my arms down with the palms of my hands placed on the ground on either side of her above her waists. My still erect stallionhood is brought to her entrance and before my mind can catch up to speed on what's going on, forced to penetrate. I'm hit with her silky smooth, heavenly soft, unbelievably warm, and uncannily tight vagina. Before I fully register the sensations, I'm forced to thrust. The goo that is still on my cock providing itself as immediate lubrication, is multiplying the sensations several times over like some sort of cum instant spell. I brought to the edge just after the first few thrusts. Upon her command, her pussy squeezes on my shaft and I orgasm instantly. Her vagina then milks me for every drop.

She crawls out from beneath me, leaving me on my hands and knees gasping for air and in shock from being raped and the rapid orgasm. My mind slowly gets a grip of itself. I look up to see her gently rubbing her belly.

"What did you just do to me?" my hoarse voice cracks.

"Well, I just made you a father."

"What?!"

"Come on, rejoice! You have just made the first generation of true changelings to exist for centuries."

If it wasn't for the goo holding me up, I would collapse right now. My head is as light as a balloon. I have been forced into fatherhood by some sort of creature.

"Don't be so dapper. I know I didn't make it absolutely amazing for you, but I'm in hurry to lay the first batch of eggs. Tell you what, I'll pleasure you a little bit more when you're ready. In the mean time..."

I turned onto my back and she crawls over me. My muzzle is forced between her breasts. The two cushions accept me with ease. Though I can't see what she's doing, I can feel it. She begins to suck on my horn like she was giving me a blowjob. The goo on the horn made me feel it right to the sensitive nerves in it. In a losing battle, I try to not give the satisfaction by supplying my moans of pleasure. As she fellates my horn and I moan between her breasts, I feel her stomach expand slowly, but surely. I don't have a clue why, but I can't focus enough to care.

Soon, My cock stands back at attention. She notices this and stops working on my horn. She moves down to my cock and takes it into her mouth. Her long tongue coils around it starts tugging on it as she begins to suck. I'm left mouth agape as that amazing mouth works on my stallionhood. When the precum came, the tongue twists and spirals around as it constricts my cock. As I began to twitch, the tongue came out of her mouth and wrapped itself around my balls and licked. With a loud moan, I came in her mouth. She swallowed it all and sucked more. It felt like my cock was a straw as she drank all my semen straight from my balls.

I am completely, utterly, unbelievably spent. As my vision returned, I see her looking down at me like I was some exquisite meal she had finished. Her belly has certainly expanded. It looked like a mare in the early stages of pregnancy.

"I see you have certainly enjoyed yourself."

I, too weak to respond, only stare at her.

She chuckled, "Well anyways, I promise that you will feel like you're in heaven next time, but now I'll lay our eggs in a few hours and you're spent. Rest now while I prepare for the next batch."

I hear a buzzing sound and then somepony grabs me by the shoulders. I look and they're normal changelings. They pick me up and fly me over to the sacks. I'm placed in the empty one and they seal me in. As I lose consciousness, I watch her as she walks away.

The Laying of The Eggs

That stallion was delicious indeed. A very fine stud. I can't wait to try out the others. Now I must wait for the eggs to be laid. In the time and energy it takes, the others will have to wait until tomorrow. All I can do is wait in the nursery chamber as my stomach expands to the size of five beachballs. It's a good thing that I'm as large as I am. I sit and sit surrounded by drones, ready to help me for the miracle of life to happen.

After a while, It starts to happen. The eggs shift as they ready to be layin. The first one starts to make its way out. As it leaves out my "birth" canal, one of the drones grabs it before it falls to the ground and goes to plant it in its place on the organic membrane that the nursery's walls, floor, and ceiling are made of. The eggs themselves are only the size of a golf ball. The small size make the process quick and smooth as well as a much more pleasant experience than actual birth of pony foals.

I look at the first changeling egg lain in centuries. It looks like oversized pea. The shell is too thick to see the grub in it, but that will change as the grub grows. When it grows, the egg expands with it. The egg is planted on the membrane. The membrane is made of the same stuff as the cocoons, but sircreate pure nutrients rather than the goo my studs are contained in. The nursery is essentially a large womb when you get down to it. The eggs don't need it, but it's safer, makes them heather, and mature faster. I would watch the egg's shell fuse with membrane, but the next egg followed the first one closely.

It's one after another every ten seconds. It's like a balled sex toy pulling out constantly with no end. The biggest risk of this process is if I orgasm, it'll disrupt the flow. The small, subtle sensation that comes from it is easily suppressed, but just to be safe, a drone is lending its hand for my to bite into. One by one, the eggs are brought into the world. The process goes on for an half an hour to a full one. After the last egg is laid, I remove my fangs from the drone's hand and catch my breath.

When I get the strength to get up, I inspect the eggs. Each one was healthy and had a high chance to move on to the next stage of development without major issue. This first batch was over two hundred and fifty eggs. My army and empire will shape up in no time. As I went though the batch, I wondered about the future. I'll need more studs to increase the genetic diversity to prevent inbreeding. I also need to think what a pony mare's role should be. A changeling stallion has sperm like a pony. So what happens when you have a pony mare and changeling stallion breed? The mare will probably have a foal like normal, but will it be a changeling with pony qualities or a pony with changeling qualities? If the former, then that's inefficient to the egg system. I will always need ponies to give love and expand the gene pool. I will have to sort that out when it comes up. The right here and now is the important one.

The eggs will take a week or two before they hatch. My studs may not be feeding me with love, yet, but I'm sure their parenting instincts will kick in so there's love for my children. I want the second batch quickly, but I must rest for today. Tomorrow, I think I'll try the pegasus.

A Strange Place: Sky Spirit

I'm Sky Spirit and it looks like I'm not in Cloudsdale anymore. I work as a weather pony, but I aspire to be much more. I want to be an all star athlete. Everyday after work, I practice my flying skills as well as my overall body strength. My two role models are Bulk Biceps and Rainbow Dash. If I can achieve the balance of raw muscle power and flight, I would be the best sports athlete Equestria will ever see. The strength of a earth pony and flight skills that rival that of The Wonderbolts. That's what I should be. My physique is already turning heads all over Cloudsdale.

In fact, I had drawn the attention of a super model of a mare. Her beauty had a lot of stallions' attention casted on her. She's like the pegasis counterpart of Fleur de Lis, Fancy Pants' wife. Jaw droppingly amazing, from her thighs and hypnotic breasts. One can say that we date often. When I'm with her, I feel the jealous stares of stallions upon me. I know that they want to be me. To have her and this kind of physique is an understandable kind of jealous. If I was as rich as Fancy Pants, I will have to tread carefully to avoid crazy, obsessed mares who want me and stallions who want to be me.

That mare I've been seeing asks some strange questions like if my family has had a history of genetic defects and if I'm a purebreed pegasus. I still answered them to the best of my ability. Something in my mind said not to trust her, but those breasts of hers said otherwise. She asked if I wanted to go somewhere secluded and have some fun. She was a little shocked when I declined. It wasn't that I thought it was too suspicious, though that voice in my head was screaming at me, but it was the chance of pregnancy. A foal would make achieving my dreams much harder.

After she zoned out, she offered to take me to a private training course on the ground. I can train there while she watches. I accepted. We went to the ground to some cabin out in the woods. We go inside and it was pitch black and I lost her in it. Then a pair of glowing solid sky blue eyes faced me and spat something in my face. I lost consciousness.

***

Now I'm laying on some cave floor, naked and covered in goo. My wings are glued to my back by the goo and I have a hard time moving. The goo is filling me pleasurable sensations. I hardly notice my erecting stallionhood. Insead, my attention is drawn to a tall, devilish being in front of me. I recognize her as Queen Chrysalis. I panic a little, but constrained by this goo, I'm forced to calm down. Looking at her, she puts that other mare I was with to shame by comparison. Then again, I never saw the other mare naked. I'm so fixated on her that I don't notice that my cock is fully hard.

"I can see that you're ready to get started." As she said that, she got down to the ground and spread her legs.

She used her magic to draw me closer and got me into position. Without a chance to protest, I penetrate and start to thrust. All the sensations attack me all at once. I swear that the goo on my cock is making it more unbearably amazing. Her pussy clamps down on my rod, as if to force me to cum. I'm not your everyday stallion though. The warmth and tightness is great, but as I am a athlete, I have much more stamina than most others. I grit my teeth my ride it out. I can see her look at me with a cocked brow. She makes me thrust faster, but I hold out. She grows a smirk.

"I see that you are a good stud, but I'm in a hurry so let's see if I can speed this up."

She bends up and traces her long tongue along my neck. With her focusing on the soft parts were it meets my shoulder and my chin, I lose the ability to hold on any longer. I explode in her and her pussy takes all my sperm greedily. I'm then brought down on my back. She looks down at me, licking her lips.

"My, aren't you the durable one." she said as she massaged my thighs with her hands.

I hold back the moans.

"Well, while you ready yourself for round two..." She comes up on top of me, crams my face between her breasts. "Have you ever been told to clean the back of your ears?" I hear her say right outside of one of my ears. "Well let's clean up some of this goo then."

She starts to lick all around my ear. She finds a sensitive spot that made me tense up and focused on it. The sounds of her lapping up the goo was more arousing then it should be. She also traces her hands up my sides and massages my wing joints. After she licks it clean, she moves to the next ear. When she does, she goes right for the sensitive spot on that side. My stallionhood grows back to full attention. She finishes up the ear before moving down to my cock. In the mean time, I feel her belly slowly press down on me as it expands for some reason.

She moves down to my groin. "You are very durable, but let's see how long it takes me to make you cum without trying too hard."

Her hands go back to massaging my thighs and her mouth takes in my cock. Her tongue is hard at work. She is focusing on the back of my cock. After a bit, the tongue comes down all the to my balls. I grit my teeth and resist the urge to moan. She stops massaging my thighs and moves her hands over my groin and massages the base of my cock. I lose to her menstruations and cum. Her sucking makes it feel like the semen is being taken straight from my balls.

As she finished, I noticed that her belly has expanded to the point to where it looks like she's showing the early stages of pregnancy. Once I catch my breath, I ask her.

"What's with your belly?"

"What do you mean?"

"Why is it getting bigger?"

"It's our children silly. What else could it be?"

Children?! It's not that I don't want foals, it's just that I don't want one now. Also, not with her.

"Oh, be happy. You're a father now. The father of many wonderful children."

I don't say anything more.

"Well, as much fun as this was, I must get to the nursery while I still can walk. So you just rest while I lay our eggs and wait until I need you again."

A few of her minions come out the darkness and place me in what I can guess is a cocoon. The goo in it attacks my consciousness. I blackout.

Thinking of The Future

I sit in the second nursery laying the second batch of eggs. Between eggs, I try to come up with some answers to my old questions. Due to the large numbers of eggs I lay at a time, I can't really do much more than two for each of my studs before I must find a love source. I don't have a chance at Equestria with those kind of numbers. I could take a smaller nation like Saddle Arabia first, but the alicorn sisters will surely put a stop to it. I'm not yet powerful enough to take on even one of them, let alone both at the same time. Shining Armor's love was a special case, for he wished to wait until after the wedding before any sort of sex. Even after I got him under my control, he had apparently had made his vow magicly like most unicorns. The princess of love had him cock blocked to me. I was able to feed off quite the amount of love from anyways, though I would love to give him a ride. He was just so big and strong, I wanted to see if that's true for all of him. My pegasus stud comes pretty close, but there's a difference between one who trains everyday at his leisure and one who trains rigorously for the military. He just had to make a abstinence vow to her. If he really loved her so much, then why haven't they had foals yet?

Anyways, I'm not sure I can find a single source of love that strong again. My only hope is to get more studs and eventually some mares. I just can only take so much more until too much suspicion arises and all of Equestria come looking for me. I doubt that they would saulter my children, but it won't end happily for me. Everything must be timed just right. I might even be able to take over Saddle Arabia and use the changelings' signature ability to hide my conquest long enough to gain the power to defeat the champions of Equestria. Before I can, I must build a sizeable army. I can think up the details later, but my mind is set.

Now, how many more studs will I need and of what kind? I won't know what kind of pony best serves my needs until the first three batches of eggs hatch and mature so I can study their abilities. This also mean I must wait a while before I can make the second batch. A shame really. I really want to truly give my studs a amazing time, not just get their sperm and leave them. The things I can do will make them love me, but I rushed the first one out of excitement and now I must be fair to all three of them. As for how many I need, that depends on how many can I get away with. The three that I have are enough for me, but I can have more for my daughters. I can't have my children mating with each other. Other than the defects that come from inbreeding, it's indecent. I suppose that five every year will do. Maybe more from Saddle Arabia and sounding nations. I did hear of a cult town that completely isolated itself from the world. It's part of Equestria now, but I wonder if there's more. At the very least a small town in the vicinity of the desert that nopony will care if it went missing. A couple dozen ponies will do for the meantime. I should scout out the area to see. I might find an outpost of something. Note to self, send drones out to find small groups of ponies.

It will be easy to keep numbers down to leave the extra studs to my daughters. Changeling mares, if my memory serves right, lays only twenty to fifty larger eggs at a time and only a few survive to hatch. That was when the changeling had little to live off of. I'm not sure what the nurseries will change about that. I would imagine that at least half would survive. It's still low, but that's the difference between normal changelings and a queen. I lay a couple hundred eggs and most of them survive, even under extreme circumstances. Though it's best for them to be cared for as abused eggs tend to develop defects. The drones caring for the eggs I'm laying right now are good at being gentle, but if one drops an egg, it will be terminated faster than I can blink. The other drones will despatch it as I ordered.

The last few eggs are laid and now I must get up to inspect them. This batch has almost three hundred strong and all are healthy. Now I must get to making the last batch for a while. I'll wait until tomorrow to get things started, but the third stud will be on my mind. If what the drones said they found about is correct, he'll be my favourite. The anticipation is madding. The earth pony is last, but might be the best.