The seven were marched into the dungeons of Canterlot, the clicks of the chitinous changelings thick in the air as they proceeded down the last steps and through the barred door.

They had failed to stop the wedding day invasion. Unable to reach the Elements before their capture, Twilight couldn’t find the opening they needed. They hadn’t even been restrained before, and yet she was equally helpless now, chained stiff alongside her friends.

“Mmm…” the voice of the changeling queen moaned, from the darkness. Who ever thought I’d feel so impatient for my victory lap.”

Rarity huffed. “Your lap? We were the ones clambering down here in heavy chains.”

“Oh, I am sorry. The good news is you’ll need only suffer one more bout of exertion… or perhaps not. You could lie back and let me handle things from now on if you wish.”

“I’m not budging another inch!” Rainbow declared, glaring at the drones at her side. “Do what you want, but I ain’t helping ya’.”

She giggled again to herself as her drones lined them up side by side. “Somehow I doubt that. Your inaction makes things easier, and I doubt you’ll want that now, or later.”

“Stop being cryptic,” Twilight demanded. “What exactly do you intend? Are we to rot here so you can feed off our love?”

“What would that even feel like?” Spike asked, an air of disgust in his voice as he looked away, only to see Chrysalis looming over him out of the corner of his eye.

“Since you’re so curious…” she said, as a drone unlatched Spike’s chains, “...you can be first to find out.”

Spike cried out as he was shoved forward onto his knees, not quite catching himself as the drone behind him rested its forelegs upon his little shoulders.

The others cried in outrage, before Pinkie Pie noticed some sort of fleshy pointed protrusion folding out from between the drone’s hind legs. “Spike, behind you!”

“I know it’s—” Spike uttered, before there was a sudden strange pressure on his cloaca.

He screamed as the organ swiftly, mercilessly penetrated his cloaca, not laying off the pressure until it hit home past his anus and inside his rectum.

“Argh! AAAAAAUGH! TWILIGHT!” he shrieked, scrambling on his claws and knees to get away, only for the drone to harden its embrace. Emotionlessly, the drone’s hips began to piston into the young drake as it worked to further impale him upon its girth.

“SPIKE!” Twilight wailed, thrashing against her captors and futilely attempting every spell she could imagine through the inhibitor cap on her horn. “Stop it, he’s just a boy! I’ll KILL YOU!”

“Oh, but you won’t stop this, Twilight,” Chrysalis cooed. “Not unless you want for him to suffer far, FAR more.”

Indeed, Twilight and the others simmered down, the caregiver herself weeping quietly, mouthing “I’ll kill you...” every few seconds.

“I-it’s in my butt!” Spike groaned, wincing and blushing as his face registered a cross of confusion and humiliation. “A-and… something's coming out…”

The mares sat disgusted at the apparent ordered rape of the young dragon, too young to even know what was being done to him. But as the drone continued burying itself to the hilt in the boy’s body, none but he could know what was occurring inside.

Indeed, as the drone mechanically buggered him, it pumped a constant stream of fluid. His belly burgeoned as it filled every crevice on its way up his various intestines, gizzard, and…

“Oop—!” Spike gulped, lifting a claw to his mouth as he was pounded. “I-I don’t feel s—”

The equine occupants shouted in surprise and confusion as a neon-green fluid was vomited from between Spike’s claws. In an instant, the audible slap of the drones hips upon his quieted as its tempo and ferocity idled. “Wh-w-wuh?” Spike wondered aloud, holding his glowing hand in front of him, and suppressing another retch.

“Oh… yes,” Chrysalis cooed, leaning her face into his own. Spike stood aghast at her closeness, before her long tongue lapped at his lips, sampling the fluid before forcefully making out with him.

“Disgusting!” Rarity spat, abhorred like her friends at this shameless molestation.

Chrysalis’ lips detached with a gentle snap, opening her eyes and smiling as she heard the comment. “Au contraire. If you ask me… it’s delicious.”

Spike watched as her lips stretched towards him again… but far, far wider.

“W-wha…?” Spike gulped, before he and the mares screamed as the changeling queen struck forward like a snake, her mouth encompassing his head and upper body in one gulp.

“NO!” Twilight shrieked, unable to comprehend what was happening. “PUT HIM DOWN!”

Spike pulled his head just free of the seal in Chrysalis’ throat to cry, “TWILIG—” before the drone penetrating him thrust forward, forcing him further down.

The mares watched in stunned silence, as the queen and drone worked together to force Spike, tail to toes inside her mouth. At last, she closed her mouth and gave a small gulp, forcing Spike’s writhing lump to be just visible. She pursed her lips as she sucked the end of her drone’s penetrating organ, letting it slip out slowly as she raised her head.

Spike’s muffled screams only increased, as she tilted her head back and gave a final powerful swallow. The bulge in her throat slid beneath her skin, down down down, until it vanished within her otherwise skinny chest.

“You… YOU MONSTER!” Twilight screamed, “LET HIM OUT!”

Chrysalis giggled darkly, turning to gaze at her translucent midsection. “Behold. Your fate.”

They gasped, to see the drake-shaped silhouette curled up inside, struggling to find more room, or a passage out.

“Best not prolong this. The rest of you will need the vacancy.” the queen said, her chest expanding a moment. Within seconds, Spike writhed, panicked screams and crying filling the air. Twilight cried out his name as she watched the queen’s partly distended belly shrink to size, the shape within becoming amorphous, until the only sound remaining was a mild gurgling.

“And I need to maintain my figure.”

Twilight whimpered, trying to find a voice as her eyes stared unblinkingly at the flat paunch. A whimper that grew louder and louder, into a throat-tearing scream.

“NO!!! SPIKE!!! SPIKE!!!”

“Oh no…!” Rarity choked. “This can’t be happ…”

“QUIET!” Chrysalis demanded, walking down the line, tongue working beneath her lips. “To silence your fears, this is not how we consume love. No, not at all. No use killing the golden goose. This is an execution, a statement against those that will resist. When we return, no trace of you to be seen ever again.

“...And a rare treat for me. The energy to support a new hive, upon the cinders of Canterlot.”

“Then do me next!” Twilight demanded, eyes streaming silently. “I volunteer to… to join Spike.”

Chrysalis laughed. “Oh sorry, but I’m not taking requests tonight. Besides…” Chrysalis took a deep breath of her mane, mouth working as she ran her tongue along Twilight’s horn. “... for all you did to spoil our surprise, I’ve long determined that you will be last.”

Twilight shut her eyes, and wept.

“Now then… who shall be next?” Chrysalis wondered, looking each of them in the eye in turn.

At last, green met teal as Chrysalis beheld Fluttershy, who instantly shrank and stumbled onto her side.

“Well now!” the queen said with a smack of her lips. “Fear is quite a delectable flavor. Normally, it would take a few more morsels to summon it fully.”

Chrysalis nuzzled Fluttershy’s exposed underside, breathing in deeply. “And you’ve practically basted yourself in it.”

Wordlessly, the changeling holding Fluttershy moved in, only for Rainbow Dash to suddenly cry out and struggle against her bonds.

“You leave her alone!” Dash ordered, quickly realizing her efforts were pointless. “You take me first, you ugly bug! ME FIRST!”

“Oh ho ho ho ho!” the queen chuckled. “I see you’re going to be fun! But as I’m in the business of disappointing ponies, you’ll have your turn.”

“NO!” Rainbow thrashed anew, as Fluttershy’s changeling advanced, its organ slipping from its body.

“Lift your tail for the gentling, dear,” Chrysalis cooed. “You need to take your medicine.”

“I...I,” Fluttershy stammered, trembling as she watched the drone lining itself up, a hoof lifting one of her hind legs. “I’ve never…”

“Oh, it’s not like that,” Chrysalis said. “Your little flower is in no danger. We would use your mouth for this, but you would choke… and I prefer a warm meal.”

Fluttershy’s tail was suddenly seized by the drone’s mouth, yanking it from its protective position to uncover the mare’s modesty.

“Oh please…!” Fluttershy whimpered, as she felt the fleshy pressure upon her exit and turned cherry red.

“Ngg-uh!” Fluttershy winced, as the drone applied force to gain entry, unsuccessful against her dry rump. She avoided eye contact with her friends, mortified to be in this position.

With a light splash, the drone’s black organ preemptively ejected a touch of its neon fluid, spilling over the wrinkly skin of the mare’s little rosebud.

Fluttershy froze, a confused, disgusted expression crossing her before the pressure on her rear returned.

“H—ah!” she gasped, the thin tip just breaching her rumpled flesh, nestled at the start of her rectum. Her eyes finally turned up, to look her dark, unbidden lover in its blue lifeless orbs.

And then the drone shoved hard inside her.

Fluttershy let out a panicked, pained yelp, instinctually scrambling to escape the sharp pain, distributed equally across her anal ring. But the changeling was too strong, not even losing pace after plunging its entire girth inside her. It just clutched her hips in its front legs, and held her fast as it sodomized her.

“Nyeh-uh! Hnyeh-uh!” she groaned with each thrust, teeth bared, eyes like pinpricks as she tried to quietly endure what was being done to her. Before long, she could feel the drone throbbing, and the rush as fluids coursed through her insides. All the while, as the slightest green drip traveled down to her thigh, a touch of red joined it.

A look of conflict crossed her visage, torn between the wish for this violation to end… or for it to last as long as possible, knowing what awaited her once it did.

For most of them, it was an eternity of hell, listening to Fluttershy cry and whimper at the passionless probes of the drone into her body. It was a cold motion, mechanical. If it demonstrated enjoyment of the act, it wasn’t in a body language known to ponies. The bug-pony thing was only marinating its queen’s next meal.

All of them, even Fluttershy, were lulled into a limbo of expectation. The act, long enough to feel endless… and yet not daring to hope for a break in the macabre monotony.

So it was with fear and shock that Fluttershy, clutching her throat from the pressure inside, coughed and ultimately vomited a jet of green onto the cobblestone before her.

The drone ceased immediately, and Fluttershy caught a glance of her friends suddenly giving her their full, speechless attention.

Even as she felt the drone remove itself from her stinging, sore rump, she stood frozen. Even as a loud, liquid blurt from her backside formed a pool behind her, none were concerned that she save face. She couldn’t even blush anymore. The blood was far too busy retreating from her face, as if the pallid flesh and cold sweat were already reminding her of what was next.

“Oh,” Chrysalis chimed in at last. “It seems you’ve made a mess. Not to worry. I can clean you up nicely.”

Fluttershy gasped as the felt the buzz of magic take hold of her body. Her eyes streamed quietly, as if she had truly believed the queen would forget about her if she stood still. Even now she bundled herself into a ball, thighs to her barrel, forelegs tucked towards her chest. It was the only safety blanket she had left, as she was lifted before Chrysalis’ great black head.

“You d-don’t have to do this!” Fluttershy managed to squeak, shivering as Chrysalis’ tongue began to lap at her bottom. “W-we could… sh-sh-share love with you!”

The queen ceased her tongue bath only to giggle. “So naive… so precious. Why I could just eat you up.”

“I-I…” Fluttershy quaked, her tremors growing more extreme every moment. “I don’t want to die…”

“Oh,” Chrysalis tutted, frowning as she babied her meal, “you had to use that naught naughty word. And how cute, bundled up tight. Do you think I can’t do it if you’re like this? I can, you know, I’ll show you.”

Chrysalis turned her towards her friends, and raised Fluttershy just above her head.

“Don’t be afraid, my dear… it will only hurt for a minute or so. After that… nothing will be left to feel it.”

The queen made a great show, moaning as her toothy maw yawned open, Fluttershy nearly spasming in fear as she was delicately deposited rump-first upon the base of her tongue.

Twilight had to commend Fluttershy for her bravery, not instantly panicking between the monster’s jaws, even as Chrysalis began working her around between them.

The meek pegasus shook and cried out, at the sensation of being tasted, and ravished by the rolling tongue. From her perspective, it was oddly like sitting upon a great, fleshy massage toilet. The fangs poked at her, but had yet to try piercing her hide. But yes, seated so securely, she could very much imagine the hole of the throat under her rump to simply lead somewhere meant for… well, impolite things that definitely weren’t full-grown ponies. Sure, her rump was wet, but she had accidentally fallen in a number of times, after Angel forgot to put the seat down.

Of course… the wetness was never so warm. And the toilet never blew hot, moist air over her fanny…

And that was because she wasn’t using the little filly’s room. She wasn’t sitting on cool porcelain to relieve herself…

She was being eaten alive.

A sudden, fierce tug on her rump snapped her back to this reality, forming a seal over her backside. What had felt so solid and small below her had proven just pliable enough to fold down.

She rose back up with a jerk, the swallow drawing her backside in just enough to feel the slightest threat of sinking. The throat hadn’t felt large enough before, but now she realized it could expand just enough, and the pressure she felt as it compressed her was crushing. Chrysalis could swallow her up… but it wouldn’t be a slide into a pool. She would be forced, constricted from all sides, unable to move. And she would suffocate. Or drown. Or melt in the belly, imprisoned… in agony… alone.

Twilight beheld her friend suddenly start to panic, moaning fearfully. Her tiny wings flailed uselessly, already pinned against the side of the queen’s maw. Hot tears rolled down her face, as Fluttershy’s hind legs waggled uselessly, forelegs stretched out. At first, she tried in vain to press the jaws apart, then to grab the slimy tongue which she couldn’t grip. Finally, wide-eyed and openly sobbing, her forelegs stretched out in a plea to be saved.

Chrysalis’ jaws pressed again with another swallow, drawing in her entire rump and pinning her extended limbs together. With another jerk, she slid back up, the swallows still unable to keep their entire grip.

Fluttershy gulped and squeaked in confusion as the queen changed tact, and began a rolling, rocking round of fast, tiny gulps. She bounced up and down, punctuating each pull with a yelp. It was as though she were in the throes of carnal bliss with some unseen mate. Faster and faster it became, sucking her down till her rump sat at the point of no return.

And all at once, Chrysalis’ jaws sealed shut over her, taking a massive swallow as her head snapped back. A noticeable lump in her great throat jerked into view, before her head tilted down and opened once more.

Fluttershy still clung to the outside world, her head and limbs alone visible and quaking. She stared at them all in turn, hyperventilating, eyes screaming for help.

She was visible for but a few seconds, but evidently the changeling queen wanted it over. Another slight swallow plunged Fluttershy in darkness, which once more faded.

As Chrysalis revealed, her long neck bent down so the ponies could see down it, the poor pegasus was left with only the tips of her limbs, and her terrified face visible to the outside world. Heart in her throat, Fluttershy’s breathing had managed to quadruple in pace, one forlorn ear visible, bent back by the sphincter of the throat surrounding her.

Satisfied, Chrysalis shut her mouth with agonizing slowness. The ponies only heard the start of a panicked, labored scream, as the light and world were shut off to the doomed mare.

They could hear the muffled screams beneath the skin, as Chrysalis took her time tilting her head back. She sat at the precipice, all eyes glued on her, before she let a chuckle rumble through her.

At last, she savored a long, slow, moaning swallow, as the lump named Fluttershy screamed and cried its way down.

The writhing, shaking mass slithered its way below, before meeting with the queen’s chest and putting her away at last.

Chrysalis allowed a moment of silence as she licked her chops, mouth free to speak again. “Such a perfect little snack. If only I could have her twice.”

“You let her go!” Rainbow Dash moaned, the conviction barely in her, as she stared at the bulging belly her best friend had become. “How could you do that, she never hurt anypony!”

“Aw,” Chrysalis cooed, in false maternal warmth, “you care so much, perhaps you’d like to be with her as she passes.”

Without a word as to what she meant, Chrysalis sashayed over to Rainbow Dash, the latter preparing to back up if the need arose. However, instead Chrysalis cupped a hoof over her head, and pressed the pegasi’s ear against her belly like she were a proud pregnant mother.

“Speak to her,” Chrysalis ordered gently.

“F-Fluttershy?” Rainbow asked, eyes wet. “Can you hear me?”

Amid the liquid blurps, she could hear the cadence of Fluttershy’s voice sounding within, unintelligible. She could hear sobbing, mixed with what could have been her own name. She probably misheard it, but she swore she followed by saying, “It’s horrible in here!”

“I know,” Rainbow said, unsure what to even say. “But we’re gonna be with you soon! You don’t have to be alone anymore… j-just try to relax, and be strong… Okay? F-F-Fluttershy?”

It was then that Rainbow heard a sudden yelp, which turned into a rolling, agonizing wail as the sound of bubbling overwhelmed her. She could feel a fizzing rumble against her face, as the stomach began to shrink.

“NO!!! STOP IT!!! STOP IT, I’LL KILL YOU!”

Rainbow Dash was instantly restrained by the drones as the wailing quieted, the queen’s gut once more reduced to its emaciated form.

“No…” Rainbow choked, eyes wide as she realized what the silence meant.

Author's Note

Absolutely to be continued... we're only through the first course.