"You almost gave us away!" Celestia was laying on her side on the beach, beside her sister. They were both in the bright afternoon sun, watching three stallions out in the waves, cavorting on surfboards.

"I got excited, it really is fun, you should try it!" Luna was on her other side, so that both mares had their heads close together for a little privacy. "And the best bit about it is learning. You see they have to stand over you, if you rub upwards a little they start to get excited and next thing you know there is a very happy stallion on your back."

It did intrigue the princess of the sun but for now she was quite content just watching the stallions, almost feeling like she was an alicorn back in the castle again. But tonight, their last night here, she would not be aloof and watching from afar.

Luna saw the melancholy look on her sister's face. "What is wrong, Tia?" She leaned in and nuzzled the white mare, her empathy for her sister having grown in proportion to her love for her.

"We need to go back tomorrow, don't we?" Celestia gave a wistful sigh. "Would it be so bad to let those changelings have the castle, I am sure they would take the best of care of all the ponies… maybe we could spend a decade or two here."

"Tia, no. We can't force that kind of thing on another pony, we have to go back." Luna gave a sigh herself, it was a nice dream, though.

"You are right, of course." Celestia got up, shaking the sand from her white fur. "And that means I want to try this surfing before we go. I would regret never having done it."

Luna laughed and was about to get up when another mare trotted up and took her sister's spot. She was about to make a comment when she recognized the mare from the hotel room. Her lips curled up in a smile and her horn flared as she started to push magic into the lime green pegasus. The poor mare didn't get a word out, just a happy giggle and a moan.

Celestia left her sister to her game, trotting to the shoreline to invite a stallion to stand atop her. Now she could understand just why Lulu had almost let it slip… so to speak.

Spike was in a panic. "Gel? Gel! Let go of Twilight, we need to leave, you…"

The big changeling that was wrapped around Princess Twilight Sparkle turned his head toward the unicorn. "I am not even going to ask how you know my name, it doesn't matter, you will be food for the hive." The voice was Twilight's, it was scary how evil it sounded and Spike shook.

"Gotcha!" The words heralded a smack into Spike's side and a changeling that had been wrapped in green fire got up out of the crater their impact had made. "Oh look, a nice stallion. A pod will be your home."

The mare sounded familiar to the dragon but he couldn't place them.

"Twisty, don't play with your food." Gel grinned wide, shoving even deeper into the mare inside him, filling out in her belly and colon, snaking up and down. He didn't get many alicorns to play with.

"Hypocrite." Twisty bared her teeth at the goo changeling. "Now, where were we…"

"Queen Twisty?" Spike's words shocked both the changelings, they looked at each other and then began to laugh. "No, no you are Queen Twisty! In our time when Twilight and Celestia broke the enchantment on all of Chrysalis' changelings, Twisty took over the hive and-"

The smack Twisty gave Spike, knocked the unicorn sideways. "Do not speak of our queen in such ways!" The words shook Spike but he saw a look of worry and fear in Twisty's eyes. "Come on Gel, let's get both of these in a pod."

Gel tilted his head. "Put a princess in a pod? Oh, I want to drink from that. Could you imagine her, if we let her out after a year or so, she would be wandering around like a… like a…" Gel froze, not sure why he had a sudden chill.

"Yes, yes. Come on." Twisty wrapped Spike's neck in green magic, giving him another look that was a warning and a promise both. For some reason, the unicorn felt she was on his side.

The changelings marched on silently, taking a little while to reach the middle of town. Ponyville had seen better days. Spires of rock raised out of what looked like a dome of rock. "What is this?" Spike tugged at the magical leash, not for the first time.

"This is Ponyville. The better version." Gel grinned, he was feeling well past full, but the mare inside him was still pouring out that odd sensation that was almost like a drug to him. He was suddenly having second thoughts about putting her in a pod.

Twilight had no idea what was going on. She felt her legs being moved, she knew this time's Gel was walking them around, but she couldn't see, couldn't hear. She could certainly feel. A constant ripple, it seemed to move from her tail-hole all the way through her body to her mouth, then back. It was a reminder of the fact that he was in her, every part of her.

But that wasn't the extent of it.

Her womb was full, the changeling was quite large having likely fed on this time's Celestia, Luna and Cadance. He packed himself into her body, puffed out her belly so she likely looked quite expectant and… vibrated. Every time he did it, and he did it frequently, it blotted out all her thoughts, wiped her mind clean of everything save one emotion. Her love.

Despite all this, despite her knowing this wasn't her Gel, she still loved this, loved him.

Gel looked at the map room. "Okay, what the hay?" He walked around it, trying to feel for it with what little magic he could. There was no trace of Twilight, Spike, or the strange other mare. "Starry, who was that? What did they do with Twilight?"

The unicorn mare's mouth opened and closed, over and over. "She… she… said she was Twilight's friend…"

"She wasn't! What did she do? What was that scroll?" Gel's voice raised to the point he was yelling and he didn't know why, or how to stop. "Where did she take my love?"

Starry's ears were pinned back, she didn't like being yelled at but she could understand why Gel was doing it. It didn't make it any less scary. Twinkle poked at her with a gentle mental touch, then took her mouth. "It was some kind of time spell, I looked them up… but they shouldn't be able to be that powerful…"

"What can I do? How do I help her?" Gel's fury broke, he slumped to the floor before the circular map, tears flowing from his eyes. "Please, tell me how to help her?"

"It looks ghastly." Spike looked around, there were pods lining the inside wall of the huge cavern, the residents of the town all trapped away inside. There were a group of pods that were empty and as he watched, changelings were leading the ponies from the village in, some needing to be carried.

"You just wait, when I get free I am going to poke you so full of holes I will need hundreds of party invites getting you to come to a birthday party!" Pinkie Pie needed four changelings, all pouring out magic, to restrain. "Can't take me on alone? Huh, and I thought changelings were-"

Pinkie's rage turned to surprise as she had been lowered down into something. The tentacle that plugged her mouth didn't stop, it shoved in deep, making her gag around it. A puff of something deep inside her body had her eyes droop a little, her lungs inflating and deflating on their own. She lifted a hoof to try to pull herself out of what she realized now was a changeling pod, only to have more tentacles wrap around the limb and pull it back in.

The tentacles, it seemed, were far more friendly than she had assumed at first, inviting themselves to the party that was inside her. Her eyes drooped more the pod feeding her more drugs to relax her, to calm her. It was preparing her for the great sleep that would rebuild her into the perfect food source for changelings.

She slumped down, flopping to her side into the green goop inside. The gentle pulsing of the shapes inside, the cocktail of drugs in her system, soon had her closing her eyes and imagining the best party she had ever been at. The top of the pod came down and she reached a hoof up, patting it.

Spike gulped. "You… you are going to do that to me?" He couldn't stop watching as one after another, the ponies were fed to the pods, each allowed to watch as those before them were subdued by their new prisons.

"Yes and no." It was the barest whisper, Spike tilted his head because he wasn't sure he had heard it right. Twisty continued louder. "Of course. Gel, pick two pods, nice and close."

Gel was conflicted, something about the mare inside him was… special, precious. His mind was fighting at something, something glowing and bright green. "Uh, those?" He lifted a hoof, feeling the pony inside him jerk a touch at the movement.

Twisty trotted over, guiding Spike along too. The unicorn suddenly didn't like this plan, it was a terrible plan and it meant he would be put into a pod. "P-p-please… Twisty…"

"In, now." Twisty gestured with a hoof at the pod. With Gel a distance back, looking pensive, she added, "In now and tonight I will get you and miss horn and wings out."

Spike's eyes flew open and he nodded. "O… okay." Taking a deep breath, Spike stepped one hoof into the pod, then another. The first touch of these tentacles wasn't his mouth, it was his sheath. The tentacle squirmed up and burrowed between his sheath and his shaft, spiraling around the latter and causing the flesh to bulge. "Ugh… it… it's tight…" He stumbled the last two legs in and his legs folded under him as the thing had begun to rhythmically squeeze and grip, drawing his shaft out to full size and making the stallion pant.

Twisty detached the leash. She had no idea why she felt like she needed to help these two ponies, but something, some force, told her that if she was ever going to defy her Queen's orders, this was the time.

"It's pushing into me!" Spike moaned after exclaiming, his body pushing back as the intruder in his tail-hole shoved deep. He groaned and flopped to his side, his mind already imagining Cloud as being the pony he was inside of and that was inside him. A new image added to the dream as his mouth was stuffed. It was Storm-the-stallion, feeding him something delicious. Closing his eyes, Spike felt the soft waves of pleasure start to wash his thoughts and dreams away. All he could think of was how good it felt for his lovers to be with him and that he never wanted it to end.

"Never have I seen a pony walk into a pod like that. Daughter, you have done well this day." Chrysalis was standing there, having blind-sided Twisty. "You must tell me what you said to him, to make him walk into oblivion."

"I… I told him he wouldn't have to fear, or be scared, I told him that if he stepped in there the war would be over and he could love again." Twisty's words were so full of poop even she knew it, but her mother just laughed at it.

"Stupid ponies…" The queen of the changelings trotted off to watch others being put into pods.

Gel stepped up, beside one of the open pods. "I… I want to keep her, inside…" His voice was quiet.

"Selfish, you must do this, for the hive." Twisty turned and glared at the stallion, watching his shock and embarrassment flush his features. "Now put her in there."

Twilight was suddenly free, or at least reasonably so. Gel had disgorged her into a nice pod. She looked down, blinking her vision clear. Then she saw the tentacle as it shoved forward, pushing into her mouth and deeper. "Fmfmmff!"

Twisty reached to the pod she had just filled, drinking a little from the unicorn. He was absolutely delicious, but she had vowed to help him. "Oh, her butt next!"

Sure enough, a tentacle darted in and under Twilight's tail, her recently abused tail-hole filled again by the tentacle. Only her mound remained and that for not long. Groaning and struggling against the drugs and tentacles, she locked eyes with Gel. "Mf Mmfmf Mfff!"

A wave of energy rocked the goo changeling, his world shaking and feeling very strange. Something was very, very wrong and a glance revealed what it was. His queen. She wasn't his queen.

She was a monster.

Author's Note

Shh, don't tell David I'm not working, he went to bed and what he doesn't know won't hurt him.

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