of an Ovipositional Outing
“Welcome to Potions and Such,” Tekky flatly announced, hearing the bell on the entrance jingle. Looking over from behind the counter, the large blue mare scowled and began fumbling for a broom. There, at the door, stood a one eyed changeling stallion with a bright red neckerchief, simple button up shirt, and a pair of slacks.“Oh no! Out! Shoo!” she demanded, waving the cleaning tool menacingly.
“What’s going on?” Leech chirped, popping up from behind the counter, wiping questionable fluids from lips and chin. Standing up, she straightened her purple tube top and matching skirt before running her fingers through her shaggy white mane. “Who’s that guy and why are you being a such a grump?” she asked, looking between the shop owner and the chitinous stallion.
“Damn guy comes in every few weeks talking about a ‘vacation’,” Tekky grunted, casting her heterochromic eyes downward at the shorter black coated unicorn.
“Wait, vacation?” Leech asked excitedly, the prospect of an honest to goodness getaway making her practically vibrate.
“Yes Ma’am,” the changeling answered, walking over. “My name is Copper and I represent her majesty Queen Braconidae. I’m here because we’re offering an all expenses paid stay at our hive for the upcoming weekend. We’d love for-Ach!” he cried, Tekky bludgeoning him with the bristled end of the broom she wielded.
“Don’t listen to him Leech, he’s been doing this for years. It’s just a scam,” Tekky grunted, continuing her assault on the insect-like equine.
“Tekky stop, you’re being mean,” Leech protested, wrestling the impromptu weapon out of the larger mare’s grasp. As they struggled behind the counter, Tekky turned, her semi-erect marecock flopping in the open as she tussled with the small unicorn.
“Oh my,” Copper gasped, blushing as he saw the shopkeeper’s dong waggling about. Both mare’s turned to face him, aware that they’d been caught in a rather salacious act at his intrusion.
“So can I go?” Leech bleated, prying the broom from Tekky’s clutches. “Please,” she begged, giving the blue earth pony her most endearing puppy-dog eyes as she held her hands together.
“Fine, whatever,” Tekky dismissively replied, “but one thing first.” Crossing the counter she grabbed Copper by the neckerchief and brought her muzzle to his ear. “If you so much as hurt one little hair on her head, I’ll feed you to my cock,” she hissed.
Copper wasn’t sure exactly what to make of the threat but, judging from her tone, the mare meant business. “She will return unharmed, I assure you Ma’am. We value our guests as they provide us a valuable service!” he insisted, giving Tekky a timid smile.
The shopkeeper nodded, apparently placated, though still less than pleased with the thought of being without her roommate for the weekend. “Just give us a few minutes then,” she growled, walking to the back and dragging Leech behind her by her skirt.
Leech looked to Copper with an exasperated expression before bringing a hand to her mouth as she make a stroking motion while rolling her tongue in the air. From the changeling’s flustered expression, she was pretty sure he got the point. A blowjob, and a rough fuck upon her return, was a small price to pay to be pampered for the weekend in hive of insect ponies. Although she’d never been to a hive before, or really spoken to that many changelings for that matter, Leech was pretty sure everything would be alright. Copper had guaranteed them she’d be fine and she knew that, were anything to happen, Tekky would come for her.
Tekky and Leech made their way to the small sitting area behind the storefront and, after a few minutes of the unicorn gagging herself on the dickmare’s girthy shaft, returned to the front counter.
“Ok, we can go now,” Leech cheerfully said, skipping over to Copper and locking elbows with him.
The changeling looked over to the glowering dickmare as she held two fingers to her eyes before pointing them at him. The ‘I’ve got my eye on you’ signal was unmistakable and made Copper gulp. Exiting through the front door, he looked at the unicorn. She was an attractive specimen, albeit a bit short. Noticing his attention, she looked at him with her pair of cat-like amethyst eyes and smiled broadly.
“I’ve never been on a vacation before! Is there gonna be fancy food and fun activities?” Leech questioned as she walked beside him.
“Oh yes, of course! You’ll have stimulations beyond your wildest imaginings and be subjected to best of my queen’s hospitality,” Copper responded, grinning at her. Of course, there was an ulterior motive behind fetching mares for his hive. His queen had a proclivity for using female ponies to increase the incubation speed of her brood on occasion. The process was harmless, changeling venom rendering a host’s body able to withstand the stresses of the procedure, even though there were occasional complaints about the somewhat unorthodox method.
“I wonder if changelings have dickmares?” Leech thought aloud, casually strolling beside the drone.
“Not quite. Males and females of our species can, and do, reproduce like your own species. Our queens, however, are capable of laying clutches of eggs which can then be fertilized to eventually hatch into drones. It’s usually done to bolster a hive’s numbers,” Copper lightly answered. It was relatively rare that ponies were interested in hearing about his kind and, as such, he relished the chance to discuss the subject with someone who seemed genuinely interested.
“That’s pretty nifty!” Leech exclaimed. “So, like, I gotta ask,” she giggled, looking down at Copper’s crotch, “is a changeling’s equipment like a pony’s or do you guys have super cool alien junk?”
Copper blushed, taken off guard by just how forward the unicorn was. “Well, you may just find out,” he chuckled, peering down at the mare’s cleavage.
“Is that so…” Leech muttered. Taking note of his wandering eyes, she smirked up at him wolfishly, tugging at her top and exposing one of her ebony nipples. “You enjoying the view up there?”
“Very much, yes Ma’am,” Copper nodded, feeling his shaft slip from its sheath as it started to harden.
“Pffft Ma’am!” Leech scoffed, snickering a bit. “Just call me Leech,” she said, stopping and turning to face him. Releasing her top she extended a hand to the drone.
“Copper!” the changeling replied, taking the mare’s hand in his own and offering it a dainty shake. “The hive isn’t all that far so we should make it by sundown,” he commented, leading them down the road and out of town.
“Onward Copper!” Leech proclaimed, slapping the changeling’s rump, and causing him to squeak.
True to the drone’s word, it only took them roughly an hour to reach the hive. The two spent most of the trip making small talk and getting to know one another. Copper told the unicorn about how he had lost his eye plying his trade, metalworking, while Leech shared how, until recently, she’d been a tragic vagabond. They laughed and joked, each of them being rather carefree and lighthearted in nature. As they approached the entrance to Copper’s home, the drone paused.
“Well, here we are!” the changeling said, gesturing to a seemingly normal cavern entrance. He looked over, noting the mare’s nonplussed expression. “It’s quite comfortable inside, I promise.”
“Just like me!” Leech chortled, patting her crotch. “So, you guys gonna serve me those tropical drinks with the little umbrellas in them? I’d love one of those after that hike,” she continued, peering into the cave.
“Come on, I’ll show you to your room,” Copper said, escorting her inside.
“This place is huge!” Leech marveled aloud as the pressed deeper into the hive. Multiple rooms and smaller tunnels opened off from the main passage. She could spot a handful of changelings milling about with various tasks but something seemed off. “So where are the other winners?” she asked.
“Oh. Well...We, uh…” the changeling fumbled with his words as he came to a stop before a small chamber. “We don’t have many takers beyond the occasional few regular participants,” he sighed, waving Leech inside the small room.
Walking inside, the unicorn found it had some rather basic furniture and an accompanying bathroom. “Wait,” she said, turning to face him, “what did you mean by ‘participants’.”
“Well, you see, you are going to be getting an all expenses paid stay here with us but there’s just a tiny little catch,” the changeling conceded.
“Ok, what’s the catch?” Leech demanded, crossing her arms in annoyance. It looked like Tekky had been right and, judging from the bare-bones room, she wasn’t going to be getting any luxury service either.
“Queen Braconidae would implant you with a clutch of eggs which would then be fertilized by one of our drones. You’d stay with us for two days while they mature and, upon laying them, you’d be escorted home. We’ve found that ponies accelerate maturation process of egg development several times over and, thus, we’re always looking for willing candidates,” Copper explained. “Of course, you’re free to object and I’ll see you home.”
“So, lemme get this straight. You want to pump me full of eggs, have some changeling stud cream ‘em up, then have me sit around until I squeeze them out again?” the mare recounted. “Does it hurt? I mean, I’ve done some pretty freaky stuff but I’ve never done anything this weird, no offense!” she threw her hands up, not wanting upset her host.
“Not at all! Once impregnated with a small clutch, you would be pampered by our drones until you’d birthed the then matured eggs. You would receive massages, prepared meals, and a personal attendant should you need assistance. Stressing the host during an incubation should be avoided and, as such, we take steps to make sure they’re comfortable,” the changeling elucidated, smiling over at her. “Are you still interested?”
Leech strutted over to Copper, pushing her bosoms to his chest as she reached down to squeeze his rear. “I’m gonna want one of those fancy drinks when we’re done,” she cooed in his ear before squatting down in front him, bringing her face to his crotch.
Copper was at a loss for words. Not only was this crazy mare willing to help his hive but she’s actually seemed enthusiastic about it. “I’m not the oooh,” he groaned as the unicorn unbuttoned and unzipped his pants with surgical precision.
Fishing out Copper’s equipment, Leech licked her lips. It wasn’t dissimilar in size to an average stallion’s but it seemed slimier and the texture was a bit different. Her best guess was that it was stored internally and only presented itself when the individual was excited. Gently stroking it with one hand, she assessed it like a culinarian appraises a meal. Heft, smell, and size were all more than adequate but some things couldn’t be ascertained by eye alone. Opening her mouth, she slipped the tip of the organ between her lips. A tangy, almost electric, flavor graced her tongue as she fellated the drone who moaned above her.
“I was mph trying so say that I wouldn’t be doing the egg bit,” Copper grunted, attempting to avoid the situation from escalating. For buck’s sake, the door was still open so anybug walking by could see what was going on. Didn’t this mare have any decency?
“Hmmm?” Leech hummed quizzically, looking up at the changeling as she held his cock in her mouth.
“That...would be me,” a voice called out, causing Leech and Copper to turn their heads; or, in the case of the former, as much as possible given what she was preoccupied with.
Another changeling sauntered into the room, except this one was markedly different than Copper. Besides clearly being a female, a long curved crag of horn sat atop her head and her eyes, unlike the solid blue of a typical changeling’s, were cat-like and deep purple in color. She wore a form fitting, flowing black dress.
“Q...Q...Queen Braconidae! I was j...just seeing our guest i..in,” Copper stuttered, fidgeting nervously as he tried to justify the situation he found himself in.
Slipping the changeling’s length from her gullet, Leech stood to address the newcomer. “So, you’re Braconidae huh? Nice to meet you!” she said, wiping some of Copper’s pre-cum from her lips before offering her hand.
“Queen,” Copper hissed, fighting with his pants to make himself presentable before his matriarch.
“Oh right,” Leech mumbled, executing a painfully awkward curtsy at the changeling leader. “Milady.”
“Hmmm,” Braconidae hummed, scornfully looking at the disheveled unicorn. She wasn’t sure where Copper had dug this one up, but she wasn’t impressed. “So you’ve agreed to our terms and hospitality for the weekend then?” she asked, leering at Leech.
“Yea, sure. I figure it’d be worth the story, if nothing else, and Copper seems like a pretty nice guy,” Leech said, giving the drone a playful elbow in the side. “So, when are we gonna do this? I’m really itching for a back-rub and maybe something to eat,” she continued, cocking her hip defiantly at the queen.
“My dear, your impudence, while amusing, is woefully misplaced. I typically breed our guests in their chambers but I’m exceedingly tempted to use the mount…” Braconidae proclaimed, locking eyes with the mischievous unicorn. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed Copper gulp as she mentioned the artifact.
“What the heck is ‘the mount’?” Leech asked, utterly perplexed as she looked between Copper and the Queen.
“A remnant from when our hive was less civil with our neighbors,” Braconidae explained, circling Leech. “We would ensnare our captives in the central hive chamber and breed them for all to see, bloating them with eggs for the amusement of the drones,” she chuckled.
“That is...fucking hot,” Leech uttered, biting her lip in excitement. Both the queen and Copper struggled to comprehend what they’d just heard.
“Wait…The notion of being trussed up before an audience and used as an egg depository excites you?” Braconidae asked, slightly amazed at the unicorn’s admission. She shook her head as the mare nodded vigorously. “Well then, since you’re so eager. Copper,” she said, turning to the drone, “escort our guest to the mount and alert the hive.”
“So who gets to fertilize the eggs?” Leech asked, looking between them in anticipation.
“Typically we use one of the warriors or guards but...what are you doing?” the queen questioned, watching as Leech began to disrobe.
“Uh, getting naked,” the unicorn flatly stated, “what’s it look like?” Pulling the tube top over her head, the mare’s breasts bobbed free in the cool air before she unzipped the side of her skirt, letting it fall to the ground.
“You certainly are a shameless creature, aren’t you...” Braconidae noted, walking up to Leech as she squatted down and slipped her panties off. Standing back up, the black furred mare pressed her chest against the queen’s own.
“Seeing as how you’re gonna be getting some action in front of everyone with me, you don’t have much room to talk!” Leech scoffed. “Speaking of which, how are you supposed to lay eggs anyways? You got something like a stinger back there?” she commented, twisting as she looked to the matriarch’s backside.
“You’ll have to wait and see,” the queen purred, gliding a finger between the unicorn’s tits and up to her chin.
“Ho ho! Alright, I’m game, but I have one request,” Leech said, her eyes glinting mischievously.
“And that would be…” Braconidae asked, leaning in conspiratorially.
“I want Copper to do the drillin’ once you’ve got me filled up. Should be cute to see him up there having to perform in front of a crowd,” the unicorn responded, shifting her head and eyeing the drone hungrily.
The queen burst into laughter, clapping the mare on the shoulder as she fought to contain her mirth. “You know, you certainly are an amusing pony, if nothing else. So be it! Copper, I hope you’ll be ready to execute your duties in front of an audience. Now bring, what was it, Leech to the central chamber and prepare her accordingly. I shall meet you there shortly,” Braconidae decreed, turning to make her leave.
“Well Copper, good buddy, looks like you’re gonna be playing the part of a breeding stud tonight!” Leech said, walking over and giving the stunned drone a slap on the back.
Copper stood there, mouth agape, as his mind reeled at the flurry of events. He’d somehow been wrangled into an exhibitionistic display and it didn’t look like he was going to be able to wriggle his way out of it. As if dealing with the queen’s somewhat sadistic streak wasn’t bad enough, he managed to pluck this harlot of a mare to bring back to the hive. The drone took a few deep breaths, fortifying his resolve for what was to come. Braconidae had issued an order and tarrying would only delay the inevitable. “Come on,” Copper sighed, leading the way, “let’s get you ready.”
“Oh come on Copper,” Leech chirped, wrapping an arm around the drone as she walked beside him, “I’m sure you’ll have a great time.” As far as she was concerned, being waited on after putting on a show was a double win. While it was true she’d never really had many interactions with changelings up to this point, the unicorn wouldn’t mind letting this hive see how enthusiastic a pony could be. It would be her pleasure, neigh, her duty to work as an ambassador for all of ponykind. She just hoped that it wouldn’t result in another stern lecture, like after that one time in Yakyakistan.
It didn’t take the two long to reach their destination. The room was massive and served as the central hub for the entire hive. An oddly organic dais sat in the center of the chamber and tunnels snaked away from the area, going in every direction. A couple of changelings were already milling about, presumably due to the queen spreading word of the forthcoming spectacle. Several of those present turned, gawking at the pony mare who brazenly strutted about in their midst while fully nude.
Walking up to the raised platform, Copper waved Leech forward. The structure seemed to be constructed of some sort of black resin and looked somewhat like a reclined chair with a pair of arms near the base. “Have a seat and I’ll make sure you’re secured,” the drone intoned, gesturing at the piece of furniture.
“I won’t try to run away, trust me,” Leech said, easing herself down before raising her legs into the stirrup-like protrusions. She watched as Copper leaned down and coughed a gobbet of thick black sludge onto her ankle, securely fastening it in place.
“It’s not to keep you from running away, or at least not anymore. Some of our participants can get a bit overly excited and the last thing we’d want is for you to take a tumble,” Copper related, moving to, and adhering, the unicorn’s other leg. As he finished, he reached for one of her arms, trying his best not to fixate on her glistening crotch. Judging by just how moist she was down there, Leech was clearly rather aroused.
“Can I keep these free?” Leech asked, giving the changeling a sullen look as she wiggled her fingers. “I prefer a little bit of freedom when it comes to sexytime hijinks.” It was true, she did enjoy having her hands free to play with her partner or, at times, herself while in the throes of passion.
“That should be fine,” Copper replied. He was still extremely anxious about the whole situation and, as far as he was concerned, the sooner it was done, the better. Always having been a bit on the timid side, the prospect of having sex in front of a large group of his peers was less than pleasant. Hearing a commotion behind him, he turned around to see the queen make her entrance, along with a rather large contingent of other drones.
“Comfortable?” Braconidae cooed, grinning down at the captive unicorn.
“Mmmhmm,” Leech hummed, contentedly wiggling in place.
“Good,” the queen muttered before turning to one of her guards. As if on cue, the larger armored drone unzipped the back of the matriarch’s dress. Reverently, the guard guided the silken fabric to the floor, exposing Braconidae’s body. “Does this answer your question from earlier?” she asked, one hand drifting to a girthy appendage hanging from her groin.
Leech began salivating almost instantly at the sight. The queen’s ovipositor was coal black and exceptionally phallic. Thick veins traced its ebony length leading to a tapered tip which had an unusually large slit at the end, presumably to allow the passage of ovum. It was slightly longer and considerably girthier than Copper’s prick and a thick viscous green gel oozed from the opening at its end.
“What’re you waiting for,” Leech chuckled, reaching down and spreading the engorged lips of her pussy, “lets give these folks a show”
“Gladly,” the queen hissed, stepping up and guiding the tip of her equipment to the mare’s entrance. Sliding it up and down the unicorn’s slickened cunt, she rammed her hips forward, burying nearly two thirds of her length inside of Leech in one thrust and causing the mare to squeal. “Oh, how rude of me, I forgot something,” she continued, draping herself over the unicorn. Running her snout up Leech’s chest, Braconidae stopped at Leech’s neck where she sunk her fangs into the pony’s flesh.
Leech’s eyes flew open as a searing heat began coursing through veins. She wasn’t sure exactly what the queen had injected her with, but her body began to feel overly sensitized. “W...wha…” she stammered, looking to the queen for an answer.
“Simply something to help you enjoy the experience,” Braconidae murmured, playfully biting one of the mare’s nipples and causing the unicorn to groan. Her venom was a potent cocktail of muscle relaxants, aphrodisiacs, and hormones which helped a host’s body acclimate to being used as an incubation unit. Steadily, she began pumping her hips, working more of her shaft into Leech with each thrust.
Copper watched the display in awe, his cock quickly hardening under his pants. Leech mewled and panted beneath his queen. Looking around, he took note of just how many other members of the hive had showed up. It was a rare event to have such a public display and a few of the changeling were openly stroking or rubbing themselves at the sight. Feeling something brush his leg, he turned to notice the unicorn pawing at him with a desperate look on her face. Stepping closer, she began fumbling with his zipper.
Unable to speak properly, the venom’s full effects sending her into a euphoric stupor, Leech simply opened her mouth and lolled out her tongue. She hoped that Copper would get the hint because, after all, she wanted him good and hard for when it was his turn. Thankfully, the drone figured out exactly what she was after. Undoing his pants, and tugging down his underwear, he stepped closer, presenting his erection for the mare’s eager lips. Fondling one breast, she began to fellate the changeling while the queen ravaged her cunt.
“Such an unf accommodating guest!” Braconidae mused, moving her hand down to massage the mare’s exposed clit while she continued to bludgeon Leech’s cervix. It had been years since she’d had a pony this willing and, in truth, it was rather refreshing. She’d had her misgivings at first, assuming Leech was some loon but even if she was, the unicorn was a damn good lay. With each stroke, she could feel the mare clamping down on her, skillfully contracting her vaginal canal around the throbbing ovipositor as it violated her.
Placing one hand on Leech’s head, and another on her breast, Copper began to buck his hips, humping the pony’s face while she loudly slurped and sucked upon his dick. Rolling around the mound of flesh that was her tit, he pinched and kneaded Leech’s nipple. It wasn’t much, but he hoped it would add to her enjoyment.
Leech hummed happily, feeling the drone’s nuts bump against her chin. She hadn’t had a double-teaming like this since that one time with a pack of timberwolves a year or so ago. Fitfully, she raised her hips as she detected the queen’s prodigious organ begin to quiver within her. Without warning, the appendage nearly doubled in width as something wormed its way inside her womb. Leech had been used as a cum dumpster before, having hefty loads of cum blown deep inside her snatch, but this was totally different. She came instantaneously, the intrusion pushing her over the edge and causing her body to spasm. Not only was the entrance of her marehood stretched with each insertion, but her cervix as well.
The queen laughed violently, watching the pony’s body shudder and tremble as she began to deposit her eggs. Each one was roughly the size of a common chicken egg, albeit slightly gelatinous in texture. The experience was not unlike an orgasm for the matriarch, each ovum brought a wave of pleasure as it passed through her ovipositor with every successive egg being more stimulating than the last. She buried her length as deeply as possible, her thrusts having become short and brutal as she delivered her payload past the mare’s cervix.
Copper watched as Braconidae’s tool pulsated and bulged, stretching Leech’s abused entrance with each passing egg. He was sure that, were it not for his prick occupying the pony’s mouth, the mare would have been screaming in delight. The thought of bathing the unicorn’s insides with his seed was increasingly more appealing, his lust beginning to override his trepidation at the exhibitionistic display.
As the last egg entered Leech, the changeling matriarch came in earnest. She practically collapsed atop the mare as her knees buckled beneath her. Typically, she’d only implant a handful of ovum into a host but, given how debased this particular unicorn seemed to be, she’d decided to give her a full dozen eggs. The mare’s abdomen gradually bulged outward, its contents causing her stomach to swell noticeably under the internal load. Inelegantly, Braconidae hauled her length from the pony’s snatch, leaving it to drip more of the thick and gelatinous lubricating fluid to the floor.
“Copper,” the matriarch commanded, approaching the drone, “fertilize our sweet guest while she cleans me.” Leering down at the mare’s dreamy and cum drunk face, she presented her organ. “I’m sure she wouldn’t mind.”
Leech obeyed, the pleasure center of her brain putting her body on autopilot. She was dimly aware of Copper stepping between her legs as she began lavishing the queen with her tongue, moping the concoction of juices from Braconidae’s organ. The drone lovingly caressed her thighs as he closed on her, experimentally prodding her slit, sending a shiver up her spine. Her sex winked in anticipation, yearning to be stuffed. Unlike the queen, Copper gradually eased himself inside of her, his vascular and slick shaft delving deep inside until he was hilted.
The mare’s breasts swayed below Copper as he began thrusting. While a bit loose, Leech’s pussy was supremely warm and juicy, its temperature exceeding that of a typical changeling female’s. Having always had a fascination with pony breasts, he lowered his lips to one of the unicorn’s teats to nibble and suckle upon her tender nipple. The mare moaned loudly in response as she continued to lick the queen’s member. After having received the sublime blowjob from the pony, Copper knew he wouldn’t be able to last too terribly long. His strokes transitioned from long and deliberate thrusts to a short and brutal pistoning movement. Screwing his eyes shut, he grunted furiously as he felt himself soaring towards orgasmic bliss. The changeling cried out, his impetus embedded his entire length within her as he came, his cock throbbing rhythmically as it disgorged seed into the pony while he came.
Leech clutched Braconidae as she orgasmed yet again, screaming out in ecstasy as a nova of pleasure overtook her. The combination of eggs in her womb and scalding semen pouring into her was incredible, a wholly singular experience and one her body was woefully unprepared for. Her marehood squirted femcum around Copper’s length, gushing lewdly to the floor below. What little was left of her higher cognitive function slipped away, utterly shattered at the event of being impregnated with a clutch of changeling eggs. As she screamed, her arms went slack while she fell back against the chair. Fortunately the queen guided her torso fully onto the piece of furniture, keeping her from slumping over the side.
“Clean her up and see her to her room,” Braconidae uttered, drawing Copper’s attention as she strutted off with her ovipositor swaying regally at her groin. While she may come off as a rather cold and calculating matriarch, she was, in fact, dedicated to her people and her guests. Most of her outward actions were merely an act, although she did have a bit of an aggressively playfully side.
After riding out his orgasm, Copper complied with his orders. A lifetime of metalwork and manual labor had lent him the strength to carry the mare with relative ease. Ferrying Leech to the restroom of her chamber, he gently washed her with a sponge before placing her in bed. She was his charge for her stay and, as such, he would tend to her needs and ensure her comfort.
~
Leech recovered after sleeping nearly a full twelve hours, waking up in her bed in a slightly confused state. She remembered most of what had happened the evening prior but couldn’t recall getting back to her room or crawling into bed. “Hello?” she called out, hoping that the proffered service hadn’t been a ruse on the changeling’s part. Sure enough, Copper appeared within moments, opening the door and poking his head inside.
“Is everything alright?” the drone asked, his single eye peering at her with concern.
“Yea, just a little hungry,” Leech said. As she struggled to sit up, the unicorn noticed how obscenely distended her gut was. She appeared, for all intents and purposes, several months pregnant. Noticing her confusion, Copper drew nearer.
“That’s perfectly normal,” he said, walking over and rubbing her belly. “You’ll continue to grow until the birthing tomorrow evening. In the meantime, I’d like you to relax. I am at your service.”
“In that case,” Leech cooed, parting her legs and throwing aside the blanket, “how about you start with some breakfast.” She chuckled as the drone swallowed hard. Be damned if she wasn’t going to milk this vacation for all it was worth. Reluctantly, he crawled onto bed and began licking the mare’s nethers, causing her to sigh in contentment. “Nothing like having your pussy eaten when you get up,” she cooed, watching the drone.
For nearly two full days, Copper waited on Leech hand and foot. The mare’s abdomen nearly doubled in size over her stay, resulting in her looking extremely pregnant. Braconidae had told her that there was a birthing chamber in which she could deposit the mature eggs but, being the depraved unicorn that she was, Leech opted to give the hive one final show. Waddling to the central chamber, with Copper’s assistance, she seated herself on the very chair on which she’d been impregnated.
Having requested two drones to tease and suckle upon her tits, while Copper lavished her clit with his lengthy tongue, she birthed the clutch for all to see. The mare moaned and screamed, her canal expanding as each egg wormed its way out of her and into the tender hands of the queen. She came at least twice from the experience, the matriarchal changeling having dispensed another hefty dose of her venom to make the ordeal more pleasurable.
After gently placing the final ovum to a padded crate, Braconidae turned to Leech. “Feel free to stay the night,” she said, patting the sweat streaked unicorn’s shoulder. She’d already made note to contact Leech in the future, seeing as how the mare seemed to enjoy her stay.
“Nah, I really need to get home. I’m pretty sure Tekky’s balls are bluer than normal after nearly three days without me around,” Leech wheezed, shakily getting to her feet with Copper’s aid.
“At the very least I’ll have my retinue fly you back to town, it’s the least I can do,” Braconidae intoned, offering her hand to the mare.
“You know what, sure,” Leech groaned, reaching down and feeling her abused and tender cunt. After everything she’d been through, a flight back home sounded pretty nice, especially since she’d never been flown anywhere before.
The queen’s personal guard, having gathered her things, hitched themselves to a small chariot and awaited their guest. Leech, after cleaning herself up and slipping into her clothes, seated herself and eagerly awaited their takeoff. Copper was by her side, accompanying her the entire way home. They chatted and laughed, each happy to have made a new friend with the other. It didn’t take long for them to reach the edge of town, landing a short distance from Tekky’s shop.
“Feel free to visit any time,” Copper said, giving the unicorn a hug.
“Right back at ya, buddy!” Leech chirped, returning the drone’s embrace. As she turned to leave, she shot the changeling a wry smile and wink. “I’ll see if I can rustle up a few kinky mares to send your way,” she giggled, waving goodbye as she walked off towards the shop. She knew she’d see the friendly changeling again and wished the best for him.
While she did have a great time with the hive, having had a number of new and exciting experiences, Leech was just happy to be home again. “Tekky I’m home!” she yelled, throwing the door open and stepping inside. They say that ‘home is where the heart is’ and, for the first time, the mare knew that’s where she was.
