Author's Note

This chapter contains: Hypnosis, Cum Inflation, Impregnation, Straight-Up Rape, Heat

Chapter 01: Deep's Delivery (Derpy)

“Well, I see your mission was quite the success,” Discord said with a very posh tone. He stood in the center of Ponyville Square, dressed as a secretary: glasses, clipboard, and all with his antler removed from his head, used as a pencil. “You've even managed to finish way ahead of schedule! How absolutely... voluptuous.”

The blue now-alicorn, sitting in the throne across from Discord grinned. “It truly was a pleasure for everyone, my Lord. Isn't that right girls?” The five mares with him all gave out delicious moans in response. Each of them were completely bare with slightly bulging stomachs. One bounced happily up and down on the alicorn's cock while two others happily lapped at his hanging balls. Yet another was tied to a post and the final one stood tall with a similar, yet sexier, getup as Discord. “I am very glad to have been blessed with such a mission, my Lord. It is such a beautiful way of spreading chaos.”

“Ah yes, I truly am a chaotic genius, aren't I?” Discord gloated. “There is still much to be done though, the town is still far too intact and is in dire need of some remodeling. But, before we can even to begin to make plans, I need to worry about Canterlot. If we don't manage to take over there, all this will have been for naught. Oh, but enough with all the stressful plans,” Discord magically changed out from his secretary uniform and spawned an elegant chair to lay on, French-girl-style. “Deep Trance, or as you are an alicorn now, I suppose Prince Trance would be proper... I want to hear every juicy, dripping detail from your mission report.”

The still-a-unicorn, Deep Trance, trotted down the road in a black cloak and soon found himself coming upon Ponyville. The conquest had begun and his mission was to take Ponyville for Lord Discord. Of course, as a Worshiper of Discord, he couldn't simply charge in forcefully. Not only was it dangerous, it was also stupid and against the Worshipers' Code. In order to properly spread chaos, Deep needed to by sly; the ponies needed to be broken, changed in some way. Most importantly, it needed to be fun. There was no point in taking over if one would not enjoy the effort spent.

Deep dematerialized the cloak into smoke and let it wisp away in the wind. He knew exactly how he wanted to take the ponies, but it required a low profile. Things would be slow at first, but things would speed up as others joined him. Deep arrived in the Ponyville Market, crowded with ponies. He looked around, there were many beautiful mares to start with, but they all seemed to be with someone. He needed to start small, a group of ponies going with a new guy no one had ever seen would attract attention. But then, he saw his answer, soaring in the sky. A gray mare with a blonde mane glided gently overhead. She had a blue satchel and appeared to be a delivery pony. She was a perfect start.

Deep's horn glowed as he cast a spell. Deep Trance was very adept with magic, knowing a variety of spells. His specialty, unsurprisingly, involved tricking and controlling the mind, bending one's will to suit him. The very discreet spell, as the gray mare stopped and looked around confused before landing in a nearby alleyway. Deep naturally trotted into the alley, making sure no one wa watching to confront the mare.

And there she stood in the back of the alley, confused with her eyes crossed.

“Wait why did I come back here?” The mare spoke to herself in thought. Deep trotted directly up to her. As she turned her head in surprise, Deep lunged in and stuck his tongue into her mouth, pulled her in, and kissed deeply. The gray mare was taken aback, but after a second resisted and shoved Deep off of her. He staggered and the mare spat on the floor.

“What was that about?” The mare whispered and her face instantly filled with fear. Yes, this was how Deep liked to cast his spells, and he had many, many different tricks in store for the other Ponyville mares. “Wait, why... is this happening?” The mare's face started turning a bright red and her body began to shake. She started to pant and sweet, like a bitch in heat. Drippings fell to the floor, not just her sweet, but her mare-juices were flowing down as well. Deep walked around back of her and touched her slit, causing the mare to shiver.

“My, my,” Deep Trance spoke in a sultry voice. “How painful this must be for you. I can help you, you know.” Deep's cock had fallen from its sheath and on display for the mailmare to see.

“No, no... no...” She twinged in pain. The fire in her burned, it was painful, as if a spicy pepper slipped in and out... and in and out of her wet pussy before spurting out it juice... “I... I mean... yes...”

“Oh, you don't require more persuading. Gooooood,” Deep lined himself up with the gray mare and teased her with his tip, eliciting whimpers from the mare. He mounted himself on top of her and shoved his erect cock straight into her cunt. She let a low, breathy moan, still unable to let out the loud scream she wanted to due to the spell.

Deep pumped his cock in and out of the panting bitch beneath him. He felt her rigid inside all up and down along his cock as their hips slapped together. He felt her squirt for the first time and the fluids ran down her leg. It was getting to be much and he could feel himself getting close.

“Are you enjoying this? I do hope so. Soon I'll cum and impregnate you, then you'll be mine,” said Deep while deep inside her.

“Yes, yeah! I need this! Pump me full you dirty FUCK!” The mare whispered as loud as she could.

Feeling himself start to edge, Deep bit down into her mane. His first squirt painted her inner walls white. He pulled back hard as he rammed into her as hard as he could, breaking through, directly into her womb. The mare gasped as his seed flowed directly into the deepest part of her and attacked her egg. Spurt after spurt filled her and her stomach began to bulge as if she were already a few months pregnant. She felt full, she felt dirty... and then a new feeling washed over her, she felt complete. She had nothing to worry about from then on...

As Deep's stream slowed, he let the gray mare go, she collapsed to the floor, and he slipped right out. They both were breathing heavily and after a minute they looked to each other. The gray mare willing went and kissed Deep Trance. The two looked and each other seductively.

“Very good, mare,” said Deep. “Now tell me, who am I?”

The mailmare, with her voice no longer restricted answered, “You are my master. I live to obey you, bear your foals, and fuck you whenever and wherever you wish.”