Total Changeling Domination

Rocky mountainous terrain. Barren landscapes. Rivers of molten lava. All of it was on display for all to see on the Cutie Map located inside the Friendship Castle. Chrysalis and other top brass of the changeling swarm gathered around, deep in thought. The queen herself stood leaning over, arms braced on the crystal top for support as she wracked her mind on how to approach her newest conquest.

The dragons were a rowdy bunch, to say the least. Like a dumb pack of foals going through their rebellious stage. But rather than just being a brief yet horrible phase in their teenager years, it lasted their entire lives. Besides their attitude, they were also considerably more dangerous compared to the average pony. With them at all times they had teeth, claws, and the ability to breathe fire, all of which could scissor through solid rock like it was paper. But those characteristics alone wouldn’t have meant much of anything to a typical changeling’s wellbeing if not for one small excruciating detail…

“The Dragon Lands are out of range of the love magic we’ve amassed in Equestria,” one of Chrysalis’s men spoke. “We won’t have access to the power we wield here if we venture that far out from pony land.”

“The Appleloosa settlement would have been in range to provide us some support, however small,” another added, pointing to the town’s close proximity to the Dragon Lands, “but it was destroyed, given… certain events that took place there a while back. Now there’s no mass gathering of ponies having sex nearby in large enough quantities to provide us meaningful magical support.”

“And let not forget their leader is still holding some of our property hostage. That Rainbow Dash chick.”

“Curses…” Chrysalis spat. “As if I didn’t have enough on my mind…”

While most ponies in Equestria were happy with the way things were now, they would have been content letting the dragons carry on with their lives, undisturbed. But that was simply not the changeling way. Dragons were attractive semi-intelligent life with their females possessing the usual shapely curvaceous characteristics that would appeal to anyone with a cock. Changeling law dictated they had to assimilate the changeling custom of complete and total male dominance. It was a matter that simply wasn’t optional or up for debate.

Not like there hadn’t been attempts to get the dragons on the right side of history all this time. Multiple requests in the form of letters had been sent directly to Dragon Lord Ember herself requesting her presence in Equestria for innocent ‘talks’. But the scouts watching the borders reported they never so much as got a whiff of dragons venturing near their lands. Even the one dragoness foreign exchange student visiting the Friendship School, Smolder, had been yanked back to the dragon lands upon learning what the changelings were up to. All of this added up to the simple conclusion that:

Dragons were simply not intelligent in the slightest. It wasn’t exactly a groundbreaking deduction. It infuriated Chrysalis, knowing that Equestria’s new prosperity and happiness from their new way of life was on open display to the entire world… and yet, the dragons stubbornly refused to be a part of any of it. Now, the changelings had little choice but to plan out and execute a full-scale invasion of their lands, just like the smooth operation they had performed with Equestria. And similar to before, they had all the time in the world to research and prepare a proper strategy.

The door to the chambers creaked open, casting a disturbing amount of light inside the purposefully darkened war room as changeling drones hissed and averted their gazes.

“Uh… you wanted to see me, Chrysalis?” Spike spoke nervously to the room full of a changelings. Their eyes each emitting am emerald glow in the dark room.

“Ah, our very own resident dragon expert,” Chrysalis beckoned him over with a wave of her hand. Spike walked over to the center of the room, casting hesitant glances at all the drones staring at him.

“I suppose I know a thing or two about dragons. But, w-what was it that you needed to see me for?” Spike asked, rightfully fearing the answer to the question. All of a sudden, his body was enveloped in the emerald glow of Chrysalis’s magic as he was levitated upwards onto the cutie map. His arms and legs were held in the shape of an X as a dozen sharpened knives from the castle’s kitchen floated up in the air and revolved around him. Each one pointing at a different location on his body. The dragon could be heard giving an audible gulp.

“If you would, dragon,” Chrysalis began, “please identify any and all vulnerabilities and weak spots in your scales. Places that could be struck with an attack to render your kind effectively, let’s say… lifeless.”

Spike could only stare wide eyed at the knives circling around him as his clothes and underwear were effortlessly tugged off him by the queen’s magic. His body found itself being pressed down against the Cutie Map as Chrysalis crawled up onto the table.

“Seriously?” Chrysalis spat in disgust upon seeing Spike’s notably unerect member. “You are in the presence of a queen baring all her glory. Show some respect towards her beauty you cretin!”

“S-sorry, Chrysalis,” Spike gulped, “but all these knives pointing at me don’t exactly set the mood…”

“Hmph. Do you know how many ponies wouldn’t hesitate to kill for an opportunity to lay with me? Even if their very lives were being threatened?” Chrysalis exclaimed.

Well if they’re stallions, I’m guessing that’s what normally happens anyway… Spike thought as Chrysalis seductively crawled onto the cutie map. Her magic harmlessly levitating the rotating knives over her, only to come down on Spike. Poking and prodding him with their sharpened tip as they searched for a weak spot in the dragon’s scales. All the while, Chrysalis herself closely inspected Spike’s other sharpened tip as she lovingly caressed the dragon’s main weak spot.

“Hmmm,” Chrysalis cooed as she gently coaxed the dragon’s member to full hardness, despite Spike’s only growing sense of dread and fearful look as he was prodded with knives from all sides. Though, not hard enough to actually draw blood or earn a vocal cry of discomfort. Yet. “Such a rather… unsightly tool,” Chrysalis mused as she noted the key difference between stallion and dragon cock. Rather than the tried and true cock every girl in Equestria knew and loved, a male dragon’s member was ribbed on the bottom as if like a fin. The rest of the shaft was rigid with several bumps in the otherwise smooth surface. And to top it all off, the tip was shaped more like a curved pointed cone rather than a mushroom.

What infuriated Chrysalis ever more though, was the rather ‘recent’ addition the dragon had gone through after getting ‘stoned’. Though she knew Twilight hated it when she called a dragon’s maturing process that. In short, the dragon received some wimpy looking wings to fly around with on top of a another surprise for his lovers.

Chrysalis grimaced as a second identical dragon cock positioned just below the first started to emerge as a result of her hand’s stimulation. I felt wrong just staring at it.

“Well... I suppose a second cock is a biological necessity when each can barely do half the job of one normal cock,” Chrysalis huffed. “At first I assumed Twilight’s devout interest in your skills as her master was due to her mare intelligence, but now I’m starting to think it was merely an act of pity.”

Though Spike wasn’t listening to the queen ramblings, to focused on the knives. Then he realized something. “W-w-wait!!! C-couldn’t you just do all of this testing for weak spots in my scales with your hands instead?!”

Chrysalis wasn’t listening to the dragon’s ramblings, though, too focused on the knives. So many of them. Sharpened like mini swords too… Her gaze repeatedly shot between them and the dragon’s second cock. Maybe... It was so quite tempting…

“Chrysalis!!! What in Celestia’s name are you doing with Spike?!” Twilight exclaimed as she burst into the room. The alicorn swooping into the room as she blasted the knives away with her magic before scooping up the dragon from Chrysalis’s grasp. The changeling queen made no move to stop her as she quickly comforted the dragon.

“Oh, it’s nothing to worry about, Twilight dear,” Chrysalis cooed innocently. “The dragon and I were simply having some harmless… fun as he helped me research for our coming invasion into the dragon lands. Isn’t that right… Spike?” Chrysalis shot the alicorn a cheerful smile while somehow, also shooting the dragon a dreadful look. A look that conveyed to him and him alone whispering: I’ve killed creatures like you before...

“Y-y-yepp!!” Spike stuttered as his heart beat a mile a minute, shooting an awkward smile to Twilight. “J-just some harmless innocent f-fun! W-with knives and everything. Heh… heh. I totally said she could do it!”

“Well good,” Twilight breathed a sigh of relief before beaming. It was great seeing that her master and her mentor were getting along again. It was at least nice of Spike to be so willing to take Chrysalis’s mind off how the majority of human world inhabitants managed to slip out of her grasp. Hopefully he would be willing to play around with Chrysalis a bit longer. They did make a cute looking couple when they fucked.

She walked up to the cutie map as she closely inspected the dragon lands again. “But how goes the plans to help the dragons? I’ve been dying to see the mating habits of a dragoness like Ember in action.”

“We’re forming a preliminary plan right now, dear,” Chrysalis smiled. “In the meantime though, I’ve sent out a few of our scouts to venture a bit deeper into their territory to gather some intelligence. Hopefully it would help to revise our strategy. As it stands now, all communication between our two lands is completely cut off. There’s no telling what the dragons are preparing for… if they are preparing for our impending attack at all. But at the very least, we should have an idea where they are gathering.”

“That’s great if a good number of them are grouping up in one central location. Saves us a lot of trouble of hunting them all down one by one. You ponies really liked making things hard on us in that regard,” Cornicle added.

“Think nothing of it, dear,” Chrysalis cooed. “The dragons are… unsophisticated and unintelligent creatures. We hold all the cards in this little game. Our victory over them all is merely a question of time.”

It was the stroke of midnight as darkness covered the land once more. Lights from all households extinguished as couples or groups engaged in one last orgasmic romp before drifting off to sleep. Ponyville’s own boutique was no exception from this, save for the one light still on from one of the designer rooms.

“Rarity…” Coco Pommel mumbled sleepily as she walked in, rubbing her eyes as she did. “We’re supposed to be in bed. Master said we should be sleeping.”

“Oh, hush now,” Rarity said dismissively with a wave of her hand. It appeared as though the naked unicorn was tending to something in the center of the room. “Inspiration struck, dear. I’m afraid this matter cannot wait until morning!”

“Y-you got another idea?” Coco asked, her own curiosity lighting up now. Though personally she knew Rarity often purposefully disobey their master to earn herself a harsh punishment.

“A new pet cage!” Rarity beamed proudly as she stepped to the side, allowing her fellow fashionista a look at what was perhaps her greatest work yet.

“Oooo!” Coco admired, running over to admire the metal cage, like many built with a mare of their size in mind. A roomy square that could fit up to two fully grown mares who were awaiting their owners. “I love the decals you put on this. But what else is new about it?”

“Well… I designed this one with us both in mind. You see, with the proper enchantments in place on the bars… other than the usual gender locking the door, and magic dampening any who lay within it-”

“Of course.”

“This cage in particular will gently lul any mares locked within it to sleep. Not only that, while they are kept unconscious, I’ve aligned the runes to gentle stimulate the mare’s nethers over the night. By my estimates, an average mare is expected to experience at least two dozen orgasms while she’s out for the night. This almost guarantees lustful dreams and waking up the next morning more revitalized than we have ever been! Not to mention more hungry for a good rutting than usual.”

“Rarity… this is genius!” Coco exclaimed. “No really, this is huge! I’d bet any decent master will want one of these for their slaves. Our master will make so many bits from this!!”

“Oh, psssh,” Rarity scoffed. “Helping others get off is its own reward…. But, the bits for him would also be nice.”

“A magical cage that keeps us unconscious until morning…” Coco said. “This is partly because Suri snores so loudly though isn’t it?”

“I have nothing to say on that matter,” Rarity quickly shot in. Not wanting to reveal the true source of her ‘inspiration’. “But… it should also aid in silencing snoring mares too. Now, if you are correct in your assuming that every mare in Equestria will want one of these things, we just need to figure a way to push these cages into production.”

The unicorn let out a depressed sigh. She did miss the old students that attended Twilight’s school before the changeling invasion. The ‘diversity’ dream team of creatures from all over Equestria. Half of her classes, Rarity had just made them sow her designs in a sweatshop styled teaching environment, disguising the entire thing as a sort of friendship lesson. Perhaps most of all, she did sorely miss their free non-unionized labor. After all, nothing was more generous than working for free!

Rarity leaned over to Coco, the two mares exchanging a long passionate kiss as their tongues explored the depths of the other’s mouth. Their hands roaming to the other’s body as they softly cupped and fondled the other’s breast. To sister slaves, the exchange was as common as a greeting between friends.

The two parted, staring deeply into the other’s eyes before Rarity gestured her head towards the cage.

“But nevermind those details for now. I want to try it out…” Rarity said lustfully with a devilish grin. “Watch me, will you?”

“O-okay,” Coco replied eagerly as the two mares parted touch.

The unicorn wasted no time, dropping to her hands and knees. Her breasts drooped and bouncing madly as she crawled into the open door on the metal cage. The door closed automatically upon sensing that a mare was inside. Rarity crawled to face back around, as she grasped at the door and attempted to open it. No such luck.

“Good… the gender lock spell is in place, as expected,” Rarity noted with a yawn, already starting to feel slightly sleep as the bars’ magic attempted to put her out. Her horn glowed softly, only for the magic gathered within it to dissipate into the metal around her. “And the magic dampening field is in full effect… No unicorn, or any mare, is going to cheat her way out of this work of art without a man,” she said sleepily with another, deeper yawn.

With that, Rarity collapsed backwards in a huff. Her head hitting the embroiled pillow inside the cage as her breasts bounced slightly before coming to a rest on her chest.

“Ooooo…” Coco marveled as dropped to her knees to investigate. Sure enough, a peer between her friend’s legs revealed a small patch of magic focused around Rarity’s sex. The now unconscious unicorn released a soft moan as the magic tenderly teased away at her folds.

Before Coco could enjoy the pleasantly arousing scene a moment longer, there was a sudden crash heard emanating from a nearby window. A large burly red dragon flew directly into the glass as it made a sudden entrance with a crazed expression on his face.

Garble took a moment to collect himself as he scanned the room, quickly spotting a frightened Coco who had fallen backwards to the ground as she stared at the intruder with object horror. The shaking mare was one moment away from screaming at the top of her lungs when a claw from behind found its way to cover her mouth. Baff held the mare silent while his other claw reached around and hungrily groped the pony’s bare chest.

Fume was behind Baff as he walked into the room holding a gagged and bound mare under both of his arms. “The front door was unlocked, idiot. You could have just snuck in,” he shot to Garble. Coco, still processing her home was being invaded by a group of mean-looking dragons, deduced the red one, ‘Garble’, was the group’s assumed leader.

“I knew that, dumbass!” Garble returned defensively as he quickly turned and thought his actions over. “The broken window makes it look like the ponies broke out instead of us kidnapping them!”

“They broke themselves out of the house?” Baff asked. “Rather than them just… walking out the front door?”

“Shove it! We don’t have time for twenty questions!” Garble said angrily. “Did you search the place?”

“Duh,” Fume said proudly. “Found these two ponies sleeping in the same bed. No sign of any changelings.” He bounced the two naked and bound mares he held in his arms. Sweetie Belle and then Suri Polomare, the two exchanging panicked glances with the other. Their weight compared to the dragon’s strength, they were like feathers in his arms. In any other setting, they would have taken a moment to be proud of that fact.

“And looks like we got two more in here,” Baff added, as he finished securing Coco wrists together with a rope before repeating the process with her ankles. “It was disturbingly easy to find stuff to tie down these mares like this,” he added.

“Perfect…” Garble licked his lips hungrily as he eyed his prizes before kneeling down to check on Rarity. The beautifully nude mare still wearing a pleasant smile as she continued her uninterrupted sleep. “But look at the cow tits on this one! Damn! Those heavy things must be keeping her asleep through all of this!”

“Garble… t-that’s not how boobs work,” Fume said but was promptly ignored.

“Throw them all in there and we can carry them out of here in the cover of night before anyone notices,” Garble ordered.

Baff placed his claw on the cage door, the lock quickly unlocking as the magic recognized the male presence. As soon as he opened the door, however, Rarity shot up from her sleep.

“M-m-morning already, master?” Rarity whimpered sleepily. Only then was she met with something she would have loved under any other context as three mares and six tits were thrown in her direction and landed atop of her with a huff. The metal cage door was slammed and locked shut a moment later among the snickers of the many devious dragons watching.

Fume grabbed the metal handle on the top center of the cage as the dragons quickly made their way for the boutique exit. Garble stayed behind a moment longer as he scanned the room. Finding a peacefully sleeping Opalescence on her cat bed. The dragon grinned as he took a mighty step and punted the cat directly into the wall on the other side of the room with a hissing screech.

“Heh heh… I’m so awesome,” Garble chuckled before flapping his wings and crashing out of a different window of the boutique as he made his exit.

“On second thought, Rarity,” Coco muttered as they were hastily flown away by their dragon kidnappers into the night sky. The cage’s magic already starting to seep into their bodies. “I don’t think your new cage concept is such a good idea after all…”

The four naked and bound mares collapsed in a magic-induced sleep as the magic teased away at their folds. Their limp sleeping bodies shepherded away by the three scaly kidnappers in the direction of the dragon lands.

“Queen Chrysalis!” A panicked changeling flew into Shining Armor’s chambers the next morning, not even taking a moment to admire the changeling’s full nude form as she lay sprawled out seductively on the bed. “There has been a kidnapping!!”

“Mmmm…” Chrysalis cooed lustfully, throwing her head and hair back in bliss as if her drone had instead opted to deal her snatch a fierce tongue lashing. “Good…”

“No… I-I mean,” the changeling quickly reconsidered his choice of words. “Someone broke into a house, gagged and bound four mares, and stole them away!!!”

“Excellent…?” Queen Chrysalis repeated, though slightly more confused this time. “I heard you the first time, captain.”

“Errr… I mean,” the changeling groaned as he hammered his head. “We don’t think the kidnappers were changelings or even ponies!”

“WHAT?!” Chrysalis exclaimed.

It was a short hasty fly over to the boutique, the building now surrounded by changelings and official ponies alike. Yellow police tape surrounded the structure as changelings worked to hold back panicked pony civilizations. Chrysalis flew directly over them all to land in front of the head honcho. A shady-looking, sunglass-wearing, and trenchcoated stallion.

“So you’ve arrived,” the stallion said to her as he extended a hand. “Name’s Burnt Mackerel. I’m head agent of the Female Body Inspectors unit. I’m running point on this here sitrep. This is in my assistant slave, Raven Inkwell.”

"Assistant and slave," Raven quickly corrected. Hinting as though it was not the first time.

“Tell me everything you know, detective,” Chrysalis ordered.

“Right… figured you of all creatures would be getting involved in this case seeing who’s involved,” Mackerel replied. The stallion and his assistant led the queen through the boutique where a crews of investigators were inspecting every inch of the building. “From what we gathered, this incident took place around 0200 hours involving four female collared mares. Suri Polomare, Sweetie Belle, Coco Pommel, and Rarity… Rarity um…. damnit! Jenkins!”

“Yes, sir?” A stallion popped in to say.

“I thought I told you to fetch me this ‘Rarity’ pony’s last name!”

“On it sir!” The stallion ran off as Chrysalis pondered to herself. Had she herself really gone on this long without knowing Rarity’s last name? Had it seriously never come up?

“Anyway…” Mackerel continued, “The mares’ changeling master was out during this time, spending the mares’ profits for the day at red light district in Baltimare. But he stated he had given them all direct orders to sleep for the night before leaving. There seems to be some magical interference with the mares’ collar positioning systems. So he couldn’t use those to teleport them to his side like he normally does when he desires to be serviced.”

The pair entered the room Rarity and Coco were in not twenty four hours ago. “Now, queen changeling, I don’t know exactly what you were told happened last night by that drone of yours, but my conclusion based on the evidence is simply this: these mares just up and left.”

“You don’t think it was a kidnapping at all?” Chrysalis asked.

“Course not. See here?” Mackerel said, pointing to the window, broken in two different places with shards of glass littered everywhere. The ponies made sure to stand clear of such things, though Chrysalis herself walked over the broken glass to inspect without a moment of hesitation or pain. “That there shows the four mares broke out of the house to escape their changeling master.”

“You think they broke out of the house through the windows… rather than just walking out the front door?” Chrysalis asked dryly.

“No…” Mackerel said through squinted eyes. “No… that would have just been what the changeling would be expecting.” Raven sighed and rolled her eyes. The stallion then turned to point at the wall. “We also found the the house’s cat imprinted in that wall over there. Likely one of the mare’s kicked the cat into it.”

“And why in Equestria would they have done that to their pet?” Chrysalis asked.

“Obviously to send a message. They were trying to say they were leaving due to the abuse their pussies experienced under a changeling’s boot.”

“Impossible!” Chrysalis countered with a growl. “The drones of my swarm know exactly how to properly tend to each of their mare’s holes like a perfectly fitted key for a lock! That’s the very reason we were able to topple this entire kingdom in the first place!”

“Well… queen changeling,” Mackerel said as he scratched the back of his neck awkwardly. “I don’t exactly know how to tell you this... but the mares leaving like that is the best case scenario. If it were a simple mare kidnapping there’s nothing my team can do to assist in their retrieval.”

“Explain yourself,” Chrysalis said, crossing her arms across her bountiful chest.

“You see… a collared mare isn’t legally allowed to leave their master’s ownership without first obtaining oral consent and sex prior to their departure. On the other hand… after the rather recent revamping, there’s nothing in Equestria’s law stating it’s illegal to abduct and or kidnap anyone of the female gender. Consensual or not, and even collared or not. Any woman is fair game as long as they meet equestrian legal age.”

“Huh? What kind of moronic, dimwitted, jackass decided that was a good idea to have?!?!” Chrysalis exclaimed angrily.

“......”

“Sir!” Jenkins interrupted as he jumped back into the room.

“Yes? Did you finally find out that pony’s last name?” Mackerel ask impentiatly.

“No… it’s not that!” He said in a panic. “We just received another report. Various other mares at the households containing other mares of the elements are also missing!! We think the same culprits may have also kidn-”

“*AHEM*” Mackerel cut off his subordinate with a loud cough.

“O-oh… right, s-sorry sir. They think these mares… left their owners without permission,” Jenkins said.

“Troublesome news,” Mackerel said as he rubbed his chin. “Who exactly is missing?”

“A few mares in the households of a farm and animal cottage. The most prominent mares being two by the names of Fluttershy and Applejack.”

“Fluttershy and Applejack, hmm?” Mackerel said with a nod. “And what exactly are those two ponies’ last names, Jenkins?”

“Ummmmmm, errrrrr uhhhhhhh….” The suddenly embarrassed stallion stammered as he rifled through his papers in a mad fit.

Mackerel glared angrily at his subordinate before spitting, “You’re fired. Get out.”