Total Changeling Domination

A warm relaxing stream of water rained down upon Chrysalis’s nude form from above. The changeling thoroughly running her hands through her flowing hair as the shower washed away any unpleasantries.

She was alone in the dark of night, save for the illumination the Canterlot showers provided. The entire chamber having been newly renovated in light of recent changes from the changeling and pony peace agreement. Now a beautiful array of silver shower nozzles lined the room filled with white porcelain tiles on every side. A single entrance was all there was to the area, along with a simple viewing area outside, for anypony or changeling wishing to watch their slaves clean themselves. But seeing as Luna had risen the moon and the crickets were chirping in the darkened gardens outside, it was unlikely Chrysalis would be receiving any company tonight. Disappointing to say the least.

If there was one tiresome task of living as a woman in a sex-centered society, it was the ever constant demand for bathing. Being constantly drenched in generous helpings of Shining Armor’s thick cum on a daily basis required an equal number of thorough showers to keep herself clean and tidy. While the pungent aroma of a stallion’s or changeling’s seed coating a woman’s body was practically aphrodisiac for some mares… it was not so much for other males themselves. But Chrysalis wasn’t one to mind, it gave her a much needed time alone and to her thoughts. The only thing on the changeling’s mind now was how wonderful it was to reacquire her magic once again. She felt liberated, empowered, and a warm feeling knowing her long future in Equestria to come would not be as bleak as she had feared.

Chrysalis levitated the soap up and along her body. Sensually sliding it between her breasts, nethers, and legs, releasing a soft moan as if she imagined her master was watching. Well… it never hurt to practice one’s form. She quickened her pace as she rubbed the suds into her figure before allowing the stream pouring from the shower nozzle to wash it down off her legs and down the drain.

Having been kept from full access to her magic for quite some time, she had almost forgotten the sensation of its main perk. Love. She felt all of it. Especially here. Being in Canterlot had the benefit of being at the center of Equestria, allowing her to feel the influence from the Crystal Empire to Baltimare and back to Las Pegasus. Every time a mare climaxed, a small part of her being experienced it along with it. Every time a mare was impregnated, she felt the same sensation to a greater extent. And most of all, every time another accepted a sex slave collar around their neck, she felt as though her heart was racing, though rare as it was nowadays. The pure unadulterated sensation was indescribable to anyone but a changeling, more so how a queen experienced it compared to her drones. It filled Chrysalis with energy and joy – confidence as though she could do anything. And her body worked to form that confidence into a reality with sheer power. Power without limits that promised and made possible the ability to bring more women of all races in and increase its effects… And nothing could stand in their way….. unless…

“Hello, sister.”

The changeling Chrysalis spun around so quickly she nearly lost her footing on the slippery tile floor. Her jaw hung open slightly as she shouted, “no…WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE!?!”

“Me?” Queen Nexia asked innocently and in a rather chirpy tone, walking into the shower room as she tugged on the black leash connected to princess Amira, who came crawling in on her hands and knees. “Just giving my pet a quick wash, that’s all. Cleanliness is next to me, as they say.”

“No… I’m not putting up with your games again! Leave! NOW!! Equestria is no place for your kind!” Chrysalis exclaimed irritably, more so upon noticing the rival queen’s less than serious response.

“Ohhhh, I wouldn’t quite say that... I belong here just as much as you do, wouldn’t you say? After all, the image of a unified world where all live free and unrestrained to bask in the purest pleasures of flesh - that would include your lovely changeling sisters, right? We are lovers as well… the best lovers of all, in fact. Mmmmm… and I can tell these stallions creatures are just dying for something new.”

Chrysalis eyed Nexia like a hawk as the queen casually led the Saddle Arabian princess down to their own shower nozzle directly across from her. The mare was quickly sprayed down with water from above as she was pushed onto her back. Amira giggled like a mad school filly as twin bars of soap playfully slid over her body like a snake, levitated by her owner’s magic.

“You should be thanking me by the way,” Nexia added. “I enslaved all of the Saddle Arabian ponies for you. My hive is busy shipping them over as we speak. You simply wouldn’t believe the postage rates charged on living ponies. And your… hehe, owner, was quite pleased to learn of this. He offered me a private suite here in this lovely castle as a gesture of good will. But it’s no reason to feel bad! I’m sure your little, heh, sex tape idea was just bound to work had I not stepped in.”

“Shut your mouth!” Chrysalis growled, feeling slightly worse about their confrontation knowing that her sister knew of her official slave status. She quickly attempted to change the subject. “What of her?” Chrysalis gestured at the pony princess. “How much of your twisted mind controlling powers did it take to sway this innocent mare to do your dirty work?”

“My my my!” Nexia gasped in mock offense, bringing a hand to her bare chest. “That cuts deep, sister! Do you honestly believe I cannot convince a respected princess to betray her subjects and willfully allow me to enslave them by using nothing more than the tool between my legs?” Amira laughed to herself as the soap slid between her breasts and over her backside. “No… I’m afraid this wonderful mare has been thoroughly tamed by my cock alone.” Nexia said with a wink, her magical member giving a slight twitch in the changeling’s direction. Chrysalis released a strong angry blush, quickly turning her back to the pair. “You should have seen me training her…” Nexia went on. “This married mare practically deafened herself with the sounds of her own orgasmic screams… But I guess that can be expected the first time one of them experiences what true sex is like… To say it was something else would be the understatement of the century.”

Chrysalis said nothing in return but rather quickened the pace of her own washing, desperate to finish up and leave. This was not good. Not good at all. The very least she could do was warn Shining Armor that her fellow queen’s hive was not to be trusted! Not to mention she needed a plan to oust her all-powerful bitch of a sister from her land.

Two remarkably soft hands slid over Chrysalis’s shoulders and began to massage. “Mmmmm, you feel so tense,” Nexia cooed, having silently snuck behind the distracted queen. “Why is that, sister? A life of no responsibilities and sex all day still not enough for you?” She asked mockingly, a finger giving a light flick to the sex slave collar around Chrysalis’s neck. “It looks great on you by the way. Suits you perfectly.”

“Take them off or I’ll break them off,” Chrysalis growled, focusing everything she had on not flinching or shaking as she felt intimidating rock hard cock on the female changeling slide up in between her butt.

“Of course,” Nexia said plainly. “Just trying to help my dear younger sister loosen up. You always were like this when we were younger. You were never one to listen to mother’s stories… always thinking you understood the world…” Her hands, currently groping and kneading the globes of her sister’s breasts, quickly detached and removed themselves. But not before playfully snatching the soap out from Chrysalis’s hands as they left. Nexia tossed it to the tiled floor in front of them both.

“Oops! How awfully clumsy of me…” Nexia said, barely even trying at this point. “Chrysalis, be a dear, bend over and fetch that for me would you?” The changeling hand’s quickly found their place back onto Chrysalis’s hips as if she were readying to thrust forward at any moment.

Chrysalis however only picked up the soap with her magic and discarded it far to the side, turning to meet her sister’s smug shit-eating grin and whose cock even seemed to laugh at her.

“Listen here and listen closely you bitch…” Chrysalis snarled. “Not now, not ever will I consent to you! And if you have half of a brain, you will take your hive, leave Equestria, and fly back into whatever godforsaken hole you crawled out from!”

“Oh come now!” Nexia playfully begged, as unfazed by the other female changeling’s aggression as ever. “Don’t try and play coy with me! You are a female sex slave! Your very status in life is a perpetual act of consent to anyone or anything with a cock!” Nexia cooed as she took a step closer to her. “Who are you to deny a slave owner’s cock in need of a good release, hmmm? I mean, really… know your place, slut.”

“It’s not going to happen,” Chrysalis glared, turning her back to her sister and crossing her arms. She would sooner die than have her body defiled by her rival’s cum.

“Fine, suit yourself…” Nexia shrugged. “If you’re going to play the role of a cum dump who doesn’t want to act like a cum dump… maybe I’ll find some other pony who will….” She tapped a finger to her chin as if in deep thought. “Ohhhh, how about those two sisters? The sun and moon butt princesses!”

Chrysalis instantly froze in place, her body tense as a brick.

“Oh yes, they seemed like quite the knowledge couple. Excellent figures too… well, for a pony at least. I can see it now… those heavenly breasts bouncing in the breeze as I ram away. Maybe I’ll even add them to my collection! Heh, as you can tell I have quite the interest for princesses…” Nexia noticed her fellow queen shuddering a slight twitch. Licking her lips, she knew she was only one more push away from caving into her demands. “Oh, and have you noticed neither of them are pregnant at the moment? A quick spell and I could ensure that is fixed by the night’s end… Two more personal broodmares to-”

An explosion of porcelain pieces showered the room as Queen Nexia’s body was thrown into the shower wall, sending her plummeting through the solid rock and metals pipes with enough force to kill a pony five times over. Chrysalis stood panting from her exertion, staring into the crater she had created as Amira looked on in fear. Nexia lay still as tiny bits of rubble and streams of water dribbled down onto the small part of her body not lodged within the wall.

“Amira… go wait in the room…” Nexia called out, her voice devoid of emotion. The princess nodded before quickly scampering out of the showers, not even bothering to dry herself off. A dark pink aura surrounded the fallen queen’s body before gently lifting her from the hole. Chrysalis continued to glare onwards as even the tiles and rubble were levitated back into the wall, repairing and reforming it to appear as though nothing had happened at all. The shower head above resumed its stream of water as it too was suddenly fixed, raining down onto the two naked female changelings below.

“That was a warning,” Chrysalis spat, watching as the other queen casually dusted herself off. Her body had sustained no damage for her attack. “If you even think of consorting with me or my mares I will-”

“You will what, sister?” Nexia cooed tauntingly. “Blast me with magic? Threaten me some more? Oh no… I’m here for the long haul, bitch.” Her gaze slowly drifted down to Chrysalis’s cunt as she licked her lips… “And if there’s one thing I know, it’s that I always get what I want… sooner or later.”

That answer did not calm Chrysalis in the slightest bit as she released a deep hate-filled growl, her own jagged horn glowing a powerful green hue as she started to amass magical energy.

“Ah ah ah…” Nexia chided as her own horn glowed to match the immense power of the other queen. She confidently strut forward so that she stood mere inches away from Chrysalis, leaning in unafraid to grind horns. “Don’t forget now… I feel every bit of love from this wonderful land as you do. Its energy… its power seeps into my very being… and I never felt more alive.” Nexia practically purred into her sister’s ear, adding in a soft whisper, “We both know I can take whatever you dish out, sis… but I doubt the same could be said for these ponies. I would simply hate to see this entire city come crashing down off the mountain side because one dumb little slave thought she would try her hand at besting her betters… if you catch my drift…”

It took Chrysalis a moment to piece together the full implications of what Nexia meant, only to take a panicked step backwards, her magic quickly fading from her horn.

“Good girl… I knew you would see reason… eventually,” Nexia cooed with a sly wink, patting her younger sister on the head.

There was no victory to be had here. That much was becoming alarmingly obvious now. The only thing Chrysalis could think to do was run, not even needing to turn around to know fiendish Nexia’s eyes were on her the entire time… scheming and planning away. Not bothering to follow after her as she calmly started washing her own body.

Chrysalis’s body and hair were still dripping wet with water as she ran. The halls of Canterlot Castle were empty and dark, save for the bright moonlight illuminating from the sky.

“Well, alright Chrysalis…” Twilight said, albeit with a slightly disappointed tone, “I can promise I’ll do my best to stay away from her, but I still don’t understand what all the fuss is about.”

“Trust me, she’s bad news,” Chrysalis growled, nuzzling closer to her beloved alicorn for comfort. The pair were currently laying in the mare’s old bed of Spike’s crystal castle. The castle having once previously belonged to the alicorn, now passed along to her master, Spike, in accordance to the new laws preventing enslaved mares from owning property set in place in the new Equestria. Twilight had known for a long time that the changeling queen was not a firm believer in the term “personal space” but had quickly come around to her methods during her time as the queen’s slave. Now she rather embraced her friend’s desire to be close to her… and continually paw at her purple breasts as they spoke.

“I’m still left wondering about something though, Chrysalis. We’ve been together for quite a while during our time in the hive and-” Twilight started.

“Mmmmm, the good old days,” Chrysalis purred as she reminisced. “Continue…”

“Well, anyway, you never once mentioned you had a sister… Or the fact she had an entire hive like yours.”

“It’s not a fact that I’m proud of… And it’s ‘sisters’, plural.” Chrysalis grumbled. “And they are not like my drones. They are all female, and to that point, crowdedly. Her swarm specializes in mind magic, finding it easier to magically influence one’s mind to achieve their goal rather than to use their bodies and seduce their way up like a respectable changeling would do. It would be best for everyone in Equestria if they were all banished to the darkest depths of Tartarus until the end of time. Cerberus is likely in need of disposable cock socks anyway.”

“Shouldn’t we at least make an effort to accept them?” Twilight asked. “If your changeling sisters are even a smudge like you, they probably just want to get in on the fun. Maybe help bring some more girls into the party. According to Spike, the whole town is buzzing over what this new hive pulled in Saddle Arabian. They didn’t even know what hit them!” She giggled innocently.

“Ohhhhh, that’s what I absolutely adore about you Twilight. So naïve, so innocent… Wonderful qualities to drag into bed when I first took you,” Chrysalis purred.

“Please don’t bring that incident up again…” Twilight groaned.

“Heh heh heh,” Chrysalis giggled wickedly.

“Anyway…” Twilight muttered, getting back on topic, “If they are decent at enslaving the rest of the world’s free women, shouldn’t we at least see if their intentions are peaceful?”

“To start, they didn’t enslave them! They cheated! Obviously!” Chrysalis growled, unknowingly squeezing Twilight’s tits uncomfortably hard enough to cause the alicorn to wince. “Remember, Nexia and her hive of troublemakers are adept in mind melding magic… powers that should not be used when enslaving a mare. A proper enslavement would consist of making the woman willingly choose to accept her status as a sex slave! It’s not a decision to be taken lightly or, for that matter, forced upon them using gutless magic such as mind control!”

“D-didn’t you use your own form of mind control on my brother back before his wedding?” Twilight asked.

“He’s a stallion. It’s different for their kind.” Chrysalis scoffed.

“Oh… well… you really think your sister is playing dirty?”

“The Saddle Arabian mares were all on edge about this exact thing happening to them! No swarm would have been able to simply swoop in there and done to them as we did to you here in Ponyville. The situation called for… delicate nudges in the right direction. My team spent weeks putting that plan together, and Nexia sneaks in and does it all in a few hours. This whole situation reeks of foul play.”

“I mean, if you really think that strongly of it… I could always send a message to King Thorax and my brother… they should be warned about the incoming mares we’re about to import.”

“That would be best,” Chrysalis grimaced. “In the meantime, those mares are all going to need to be freed from their spells and given a proper introduction to sexual enslavement… And if I had the power to do so, an apology from my sister.” She sighed, nuzzling in closer to the alicorn’s naked form. “But thank you for at least taking the time to listen to me, Twilight. Seems as though with each passing day more and more mares are forgetting that I am the one who liberated them from their abusive freedom. I’m the reason all of them have this.”

“Wait a second…. that’s it!” Twilight suddenly exclaimed.

“What is?”

“You need to remind everypony and everychangeling that you’re still on the top of your game! Your sister may have stolen the Saddle Arabian ponies away from under you… but there are still plenty of others out there just waiting to be collared!” Oh, why didn’t I think of this sooner?!” Twilight squealed happily jumping up from the bed and bounding out of the room. Chrysalis curiously following the bouncing rump of the mare from behind. A short while after, they had made their way through the halls of the crystal castle they arrived in a magically secure room. In the very center of the room stood a single object, a mirror portal. The surface of the mirror swam with a swirling red energy, powered by a strange humming and buzzing device behind it. “Unlike last time, things in Equestria are starting to settle, so now would be the ideal time to make our move on the hue mans!”

“Really now?” Chrysalis mused, rising a suspicious brow at the purple alicorn. “Are you absolutely sure about this, Twilight?”

“Why wouldn’t I be?” Twilight answered enthusiastically. “If the girls in that world are even half like the ones here, they will be simply dying for a cock inside them by their masters.”

“Hmph… we’ll see.”

“Great!” Twilight beamed. “Now then… as per your recommendation from a while ago, I modified the portal’s energy and effect. Any pony or changeling from our world traveling through the portal will transform into a hue man on the other side and transform back like normal when they return, that much hasn’t changed. But…. any creature that is originally from the hue man world traveling through the portal should retain their original form without changing into a pony!”

“Good,” Chrysalis grinned, licking her lips in excitement and anticipation. “The last thing we need from this ordeal is to give every pony in Equestria an identical twin.” Chrysalis could personally testify, as one of many shapeshifting changelings, how annoying and troublesome that could be at times.

“However…” Twilight hesitated before continuing on, “since you will be transformed in their world, you won’t have any access to your changeling magic or strength.”

Of course… that was just her luck. It was annoying, to say the least, having regained her magic so recently, only to lose it again. Chrysalis could only respond by releasing a resounding sigh. “No matter… my wits alone will be more than enough to convince the women of this world to venture through the portal. Although it would certainly be easier if I could simply drag the women one by one through this thing to the safety of Equestria and properly train and educate them here. I’ll use my own two hands if it comes to that…”

“Uhh… right…” Twilight murmured, as if considering having second thought from the changeling’s words. “Chrysalis, would you want me to accompany you over in their world?” She asked nervously, sensing Chrysalis may need all the help she could get on her mission. After all, she was the resident expert on human culture, seeing as she and Spike were the only ones to visit their world thus far. Spike, however, was off with Rarity on a mission to Canterlot.

“Actually… no. I’m afraid not, Twilight… But worry not, my dear.” Chrysalis reassured the alicorn, patting the mare’s head.

“Really? Huh, are you absolutely sure?” Twilight asked in a slightly disappointed tone. She was obviously eager to reunite with her other friends again, especially Sunset, but it was becoming more and more apparent that she would have to wait until Chrysalis had her way with them first. She was already looking forward to personally overseeing their sex slave training.

“Undoubtedly. You will have your own role of upmost importance to play in this task. We have much to discuss before I depart, but before that… I want one more crack at that adorable pink little pussy before I go. Celestia knows the dragon hasn’t been tending to it properly.”

A strong wave of giddy excitement washed over Chrysalis as she landed her first steps on the pavement of the human world. It was back to her typical spy and infiltrate roles that she missed oh so much. Like always, she had to do her best to maintain a level head in the face of such a thrill for the sake of blending in. She glanced up at sun, shining above in the sky as it bore down on the afternoon school day. But Chrysalis didn’t need the light to immediately pick up on the distinct and obvious differences between their two worlds. Her mental notepad was already open and jotting down words.

Her horn, and with it, her changeling magic were gone. But she didn’t need her skills in the arcane arts to know that less people in this world were having sex. This world was far more industrialized… the buildings, sat short and in larger amounts. Strange four-wheeled monstrosities of metal barreled through the paved road behind her. The air even smelled… different, as if polluted with a faint trace of chemicals and gases. Interesting… first impression was that these creatures obviously had their minds set in the wrong places.

But before she could get too upset at the subpar living conditions her new prospective pets were forced to live in, she spotted them. High schoolers… as Twilight had claimed they were called. They walked in groups amongst the lawn, engaged in well-natured and friendly banter with one another as they walked towards the building Chrysalis assumed could only be the Highschool of the Canterlot Wonder Cults… or at least that’s what she could have sworn Twilight referred to it in her notes. Whatever, it mattered little. None of these humans were going to be asking for the dumb name of their old school after they were brought back to her world and trained into obedience.

Another wave of goosebumps tingled over her skin as Chrysalis took a closer look at her future conquests scattered around the campus. None of them were even remotely aware of their inevitable fate. The women of this world and students of this school… were absolutely stunning! The similarities between them and her mares back in Equestria hit her in an instant. Their breasts, while not as sizable, stood proudly on their chests as if immune to the forces of gravity… Their legs, on the other hand, were long and curvy, which was easy to tell seeing the short apparel that they wore… not even covering half of their thighs. Coupled with loose tops here and there, showing panties strings, and revealed bra straps, the entire fashion sense was far more risqué than Equestria ever was before her invasion. A stroke of luck, considering everything so far. This was the best she could have hoped for in an untamed world.

But there were still clothes concealing the bodies of females in the end… and the great ever-present need for them to be stripped from them was obvious to anyone with half a brain. Chrysalis’s mind was already abuzz with ideas on how she would so kindly ‘liberate’ them from their garments before diving in and discovering the endless series of sexual mysteries their bodies surely held.

And speaking of female bodies… the new vessel that carried herself bore many stark similarities to the many humans here. No more horn, no more magic, no more wings, and no more changeling strength. It was a downgrade in almost every sense of the word. But far, far worse than any of that, Chrysalis realised with a slight growl when she saw the mirror, in a cruel sadistic twist, had decided to clothe her body as she went through the portal. Currently she was adorned with a dark green tank top, revealing an ample amount of her busty cleavage, matched with skin tight dark black yoga pants that clung to her shapely legs and rear end. To make matters even worse… considering the apparel of everyone else… these clothes were needed to blend in. The unmistakable urge to throw up hit her like a ton of bricks! But they were a necessary evil for her to partake in… That didn’t stop Chrysalis from planning on taking a dozen showers in a row afterwards to clean herself of this dirty sensation.

Oh right… and there were also men present at the school, Chrysalis figured she might as well note. Like the girls, they looked and appeared as stallions, although with the pony sucked out of them. But… they did look far less despicable than stallions. To be fair, in Chrysalis’s mind the bar was not set very high on that. Though they could have demonstrated proper behavior a bit more by leering at their female counterparts… it was like old Equestria all over again! That same irritating backwards notion of being a ‘gentleman’ was why Chrysalis doubted a single one of these girls were receiving a healthy amount of intercourse.

“Can you believe this nonsense?” Superintendent Sombra asked rhetorically with a resounding sigh. “What am I to think after I walk into my office this morning and see an email from the board ranting on about how we should strive for greater ‘gender diversity’ in our school faculty? To make matters worse they are even thinking of sending us to some gender sensitivity training snoozefest for an entire week. The nerve of them! I daresay we have more than enough women in our department and we treat them with the utmost respect! Wouldn’t you agree, Celestia?”

The principal of CHS could only vividly glare at her boss in response. Not like he saw it seeing as she was currently on her knees and stuck in the opening beneath her desk as she bobbed her head along the man’s throbbing shaft. Sombra casually reached down between his leg from his seated position, grabbing a rough handful of hair from the back of the women’s head as he helped increase her pace. From her speed alone it was quite obvious Celestia was extremely reluctant in the whole matter.

“But their subpar work aside, maybe they have a point over needing more women. I mean, these dumb kids aren’t going anywhere in life. Their whacked out hormones make them care more about their teacher having some delectable piece of ass and tits to stare at all day instead of actually learning,” Sombra went on as the tingles of pleasure from his manhood flooded in from the Celestia’s gifted mouth.

“Fucking asshole…” Celestia spat in her mind, maintaining the pace of her blowjob even after her boss’s hand had retreated back up. It was disguising, demeaning, and belittling in every sense of the word, but the sooner she finished the bastard off, the sooner she could be rid of him and his sexist tirades. She applied pressure with her tongue to the underside of Sombra’s rod, regretting the fact she knew he found it enticing. Sombra released a light groan followed by a smirk, perceiving her actions to show that the principal was actually starting to enjoy her so called ‘demeaning’ task. To him, he wished she would just get over her tiresome façade of pretending to hate it and admit she was just another thirsty slut looking to drink some cream. But women playing their games was not news to him.

*knock knock*

The sound echoed from the office door emanated from the busy school hallway outside, soon followed by the creaking of it opening. Celestia’s eyes shot open wide.

“Did Sombra SERIOUSLY unlock the door after me!? That asshat was hoping this would happen!”

A hand from her superintendent shot back to her head again, as if reading her thoughts, which kindly urged her to continue with her mouth’s task. Sombra could only delightfully smirk as Watermelody poked her head through the door. The green haired girl normally spotted around school wearing a black shirt along with her trademarked red beret and music note skirt, stepped inside the room. Not spotting her principal from her angle.

“Uhhh… i-is Principal Celestia here?” The girl asked timidly as she shook… almost as if in fear.

“Principal Celestia is… indisposed at the moment. A rather pressing matter came up that required her particular skills.” He grinned a toothy smile. “I’m Principal Celestia’s superior, Superintendent Sombra, you can chat with me instead, young lady. Why don’t you have a seat?”

“Well… ok. My name is Watermelody,” the girl said, unaware of the perverted stares her body received seeing as she was still quite shaken up. Celestia felt another twinge of disgust as the cock lodged in her mouth gave a slight twitch. Undoubtedly the result of her twisted boss inspecting one of her students that was half his age. She kept her tongue though, for fear of being discovered. There would be no way in hell she could live this down if she was caught in such a demeaning position. Not to mention it would make her a horrible role model in such a young mind.

“What brings you down here?” Sombra asked, feigning professionalism as Celestia continued to orally perform as silently as possible while out of sight.

“M-my PE t-teacher, Ms. Spitfire, was yelling… She said I had to come down here because of what I did…” Watermelody spoke sheepishly, so ashamed of herself she couldn’t even meet his gaze.

“Oh really now? What exactly did you do?” Sombra said.

“I…I was caught taking pictures of the others with my phone while we were changing in the girl’s locker room…” The girl muttered, more embarrassed than she ever had been in her life. She was almost on the verge of tears.

“What? This is coming from Watermelody?” Celestia thought in a moment of distraction. “She’s a model student with no history of misconduct! She would never do something so scandalous!”

“I see,” Sombra said with a raised brow, now genuinely interested. “That is quite a serious offense. Do you have your phone with you now?” The girl nodded, slowly extending her hand to offer her pink cellphone over to the superintendent. Sombra didn’t waste a single second, scrolling over to her photos and peering inside.

It was a glorious treasure trove of explicit images exactly like he had hoped! Thankfully the student was too ashamed to meet his gaze to notice the wide grin he wore on his face. He hit the first picture with his finger before zooming in to max resolution. It was a clear photo of Blueberry Cake in nothing more than a cute set of lacy white underwear that clung to her curvy form, arms reaching behind her back as she prepared to unfasten the hooks of her bra. Sombra swiped his finger over to the next picture depicting Baton Switch pulling her PE shirt off over her head revealing a busty black bra that struggled to contain two heaving and glorious fleshy orbs. Two impressive proud hanging tits that he wouldn’t mind in the least getting his hands on. The last photo, Sombra’s personal favorite, showed Cloudy Kicks and Mystery Mint in full nudity as they made their ways into the showers. Mystery Mint had her back to the camera while Cloudy was angled just right that it allowed the camera ample view of her exposed perky sweater puppies. Her dark pink nipples fully erect in response to the cool locker room air. It was the perfect candid capture, reminding him once again why he took this job in the first place.

Sombra’s cock gave another sudden twitch before exploding down Celestia’s gullet. The principal cringing hard as she took the disgusting load that flowed down her throat like a raging river as silently as she could. The sheer amount of thick cum spraying outwards almost causing her to gag, but she struggled through it as her eyes clamped shut. It was a point of no small shame to Celestia that she could tell the entire payload Sombra let out was larger than normal, given her boss’s obvious perverted and sick desires towards her students. As awful as it was, she dealt her boss’s prick a few more tugs and licks, ensuring every drop of seed that was going to come out resided within her stomach, and not staining her office or clothes.

“Uhhhh, yes…. *ahem* yes… this is very bad,” Sombra muttered as he scrolled through the photos repeatedly, suppressing a groan from Celestia’s splendid mouth work. His horrible acting went unnoticed by the unnerved student. “Very bad indeed. What would possess a nice looking girl like you to do something like this?”

“P-Please don’t ask!! I…. I can’t tell you why!” Watermelody exclaimed in a sudden flash of panic. “I’ll take whatever punishment you’ll give me! I’m begging you! Just don’t make me explain anything!”

Celestia rolled her eyes as she witnessed Sombra’s cock give another twitch as he scrolled through the rest of the girl’s photos above, hoping for some bonus explicit nude pics of herself she may had used to sext with her boyfriend. “Oh right… your punishment,” Sombra went on, clearing his throat. “Well, seeing as a violation of privacy like this is such a serious offense, I have no choice but to let you off with a warning.”

“W-Wait, what?” Watermelody froze, not believing what she was hearing. Wasn’t she supposed to be in a huge heap of trouble?

“I’ll also confiscate your phone until the end of the day,” Sombra went on thinking that would be ample time to scan the rest of her photos and transfer whatever goods into his own phone.

“You’re n-not going to expel me? Or call my parents?” Watermelody asked flabbergast. “I thought I was going to get a month’s suspension at the very least!”

“Do you want me to give you one?” Sombra asked with a threatening look. Of course, a warning was still too much is his book. In his ideal world, he would have given this student a medal for such an act. And maybe even invite her over to his place afterwards. If there was any reason to punish her it would be over her not taking more pictures of her scantily clad classmates. Especially that one fiery-haired and busty hotty he saw strutting around campus. But alas, his plans for getting that particular student out of her clothes and into his pocket would have to wait for another time.

“N-no! It’s ok! I learned my lesson!” Watermelody stuttered.

“Good, now get out of here,” Sombra said dismissively waving her to the door.

“T-Thank you Superintendent Sombra!” Watermelody exclaimed, quickly rushing to the door as if expecting him to change his mind at any moment.

Celestia rose from her spot beneath the desk the moment the door clicked shut, the principal having just finished cleaning the last remnants of cum off her lips and Sombra’s cock, which he hurriedly stuffed back into his pants.

“As good as any high-class whore, my sweet Celestia,” Sombra cooed, planting a cheerful pat on the principal’s butt as his patented sign of a job well done. “I don’t know if anyone has told you this, but if things don’t work out here, you should consider a career in this.”

“You should have been stricter with her,” Celestia spat, ignoring her boss’s jabs and attempting to move the subject elsewhere. She knew better than anyone he would only make her life worse if she didn’t choose her words carefully. “That was a very serious offense she just committed! And students in trouble rarely get sent to my office and leave smiling.”

“Say what you will,” Sombra said defensively, “but it’s 2017. Girls will be girls after all. It can’t be helped whenever a camera is whipped out somewhere, a girl’s clothing just happens to fall off as they magically levitate towards it. That’s just the world we live in now… and in my opinion it should be celebrated not resisted! It’s the coming of a new age.”

“Really now…?” Celestia groaned.

“Unlike someone as coldhearted as you, Celestia, I’m not going to hurt her chances with black marks on her permanent record. Else she’ll never get into college and end up as a lowly cum guzzling whore in life… But I suppose that’s why I have my job and you have yours, beneath me,” Sombra spoke with a cocky wink and laugh.

Celestia could only glare at him, like before, but her anger did as much to faze the man as if she were still underneath her desk. She quickly turned her attention back to other matters at hand before her rage got the better of her. “Now then, I upheld my end of the bargain as usually, Sombra, I trust you will honor yours.”

“Of course,” Sombra smiled smugly. “I’m a man of my word.”

“Good…”

“Besides, more pressing matters have just come to my attention. I am sure you can agree there’s a large amount of misbehaving conduct taking place in our girl’s locker rooms…”

“Shit…”

“The best course of action being, obviously, to install surveillance cameras in every corner and shower stall so that I may PERSONALLY monitor and record any troublemakers from my office. Popcorn will be provided should you happen to stop by.”

*sigh* “Same time next week then,” Celestia groaned.

“See you then,” Sombra winked as he made his way out of her office with swagger in his steps.

Celestia watched as her despicable boss departed. To this day, she didn’t have the slightest idea how the board let him get away with half of everything he did… all she knew was he had the power to force this school downhill fast. And after everything she had been through here… she cared far too much for the wellbeing of her students to let that happen. To think he still had the gall to repeatedly ask her to dinner after everything he had done… Seemed as though some men just got off to women telling them ‘no’.

But a nagging feeling in the back of her head was telling her that men like Sombra wouldn’t be satisfied with her mouth forever… And what was the deal with Watermelody freaking out over admitting why she took those pictures? As much as she hated to admit it, her principal sense was warning her something bigger might be in the works for CHS…… again.