Chrysalis places an ad in a paper.

Chrysails had decided that raping Pinkie Pie and doing horrible things to her was not a good idea. She really just wanted to rape someone who was not going to enjoy it.

Applejack was the only other prisoner that they had who was important enough to satisfy her hunger. She needed to destroy and ruin someone who mattered, not just some random pony that did not matter to anyone.

She calmly dismissed the guard to Applejack’s cell, the poor stallion looking like he was about to fall apart with her constant whining. Even without the use of her hooves she had still found a way to fight back against the ponies that had locked her up, and she could respect that.

She was still going to rape her and put her through hell however, no matter how impressive she might be.

She stormed into the cell, the orange mare instantly spotting her and jumping to her hooves. She rushed recklessly forward like a steam train, clearly planning to strike Chrysails down in one motion.

The bug Queen had no doubt that if she got the chance to land a blow it would be over for her, so she was not going to give her that chance. Instead of shrinking away from the first blow she instead stepped close and picked the small mare up like she was little more then a bag full of feathers, a huge and almost demonic grin on her face.

It was so good to meet someone who could really put up a fight, it truly had been too long. With no weapons, and no words that could save her, Applejack spat right in Chrysails face.

She was not bothered in the slightest. Instead of stopping her, it instead made her laugh, the sound echoing around the small cell until it distorted from a sound of joy to something far more demonic.

“Let me go right now ya’ stupid whore!” Applejack demanded. Her words did not stop the changeling queen any more then the spit had, and Chrysails slammed her roughly into the bed that had been provided in her cell.

Applejack let out a noise somewhere between a gag and a cry of shock, before Chrysails vomited right on her face. It might have sounded really gross, and in many ways it was, but the substance she vomited was more of a thick green mucus that begin to harden in moments, closing up Applejack’s mouth to gag her.

She really was not feeling like having someone argue with her right now. She just wanted to gag her, brutally rape her, then go and eat some chocolate cake and hot coco.

Her hooves dug roughly into Applejack’s shoulders, drawing a whimper from the orange mare beneath her as her mouth opened wide, her long tongue extending forward before dragging up the side of her cheek, drawing a growl from her as it was coated in saliva.

“Oh… I am going to have some much fun ruining your perfect body.” She said, drawing another aggressive noise from the mare. Chrysails had made the mistake of underestimating her however, and in one sudden, jerky motion, her head launched forward and roughly smashed into her muzzle.

Chrysails cursed loudly, the stupid orange cunt sure had a hard skull. She was pretty sure that her nose was broken or something. She held her hoof to her muzzle and wiped her hoof across her face.

When she moved it away, there was green blood coating it. With a growl of aggression, she slammed her hooves against the shoulders of the orange mare and laughed madly.

“I missed this so much!” She roared, before opening her mouth wide and launching her head forward in one smooth motion, her fangs sinking into her neck in one motion.

Applejack cried out in pain, and her warm blood suddenly flowed into Chrysails mouth.

She let out a genuine cry of pain at this, and it filled Chrysails with a rush of power that she had not felt in such a long time. Having someone this powerful , someone who was still a threat, helplessly at her hooves.

Fuck, she was really getting turned on by this. In mere moments her cock was rapidly spilling to hardness between her legs, filling with her warm lifeblood and not stopping until it was fully extended, at which point it begin to throb hotly as she let out a soft moan.

In fact, she was so turned on that the head of her cock spread apart like a flower and her viscous egg laying spike extended from it. However, she was not planning to use that today, and with a grunt of effort she forced her cock to close up again.

Chrysails was a Queen. She would show some self control and not give into her urges like some common animal. Even if Applejack did have an amazingly toned body, and even if her blood did taste more amazing then anything Chrysails had ever tasted before.

Her hard cock quickly pressed against the snatch of the orange mare, and just like the rest of the hard working mare, even this seemed to be covered in and protected by a thick layer of muscle.

Chrysails was not going to let that stop her however, and she wrapped her hooves tightly around Applejack as she pressed her cock forward hard. Normally she was not this brutal, but guzzling down the poor orange ponie’s blood had quite the effect on her, and she felt her animalistic urges starting to claw at the walls of her mind, begging to be let out.

She knew that such an action would lead to Applejack being turned into apple sauce however, so she tried her best to keep a lid on such urges. Tearing her to ribbons might be a fuck ton of fun, and she knew that it would give her one hell of an orgasm, but she had bigger plans in mind, plans that would ensure many strong orgasms and work out better in the long run.

Therefore, that action was much better in the long run. Her head begin to shake from side to side, her sharp teeth tearing through the flesh of Applejack’s neck like it was little more then butter. It would be so easy to keep tearing, to not stop until she had torn a large chunk out of her neck and sent her light blood cascading in every direction.

Pushing her urges down was proving much harder then she had expected, but she still managed it, letting out a soft groan as the urge was buried deep down inside of her.

Now she pressed her hips forward roughly, the head of her cock beginning to spread apart Applejack’s hind lips with brutal force. Applejack’s eyes rolled up in pain and she screamed out into green gunk that was covering her face. It managed to only partly silence them, but the screams that did escape only drove her brutality further.

Applejack begin to rapidly struggle beneath her, trying desperately to break free from her grasp, but there was no way that Chrysails was going to let her go now.

Applejack’s lips finally spread apart enough for the head of her cock to press inside, sliding into her in one brutal motion. Her screams grew even louder as blood begin to trickle from between her legs.

Chrysails laughed loudly, inch after inch of her cock slowly and brutally sinking into her cunt, which convulsed frantically in a failed attempt to force her cock back out.

This, as was always, only served to turn her on even more, and her hooves wrapped tightly around Applejack, pulling her close as she removed her teeth from her neck, closing up the wound quickly with more of that green gunk. At this point, Applejack was kicking and struggling like an ox, and even Chrysails was starting to struggle at keeping her down.

Her hooves dug roughly into Applejack’s back, and just for a moment she considered giving into her base urges and tearing her limbs from her body. There was no way she would be able to fight back then.

Then she remembered that she had wanted Applejack to put up a fight because of how much it turned her on. She let out an aggressive growl and slammed Applejack into the bed as she forced her cock forward with all her might.

Inch after inch of her length sank into Applejack in one smooth motion, the powerful bug queen not stopping until every inch of her length was hilted inside h-

She met an obstruction. The head of her cock bounced off the entrance to Applejack’s womb, forcing another scream from the mare. Her muscles here were also toned to perfection just like the rest of her, and it was enough to slow down Chrysails assault upon her body by just a little bit.

Of course, it was nowhere near enough to stop her altogether, and she pulled her cock back out of the orange mare, just far enough that only the head was still buried inside her. And then she pressed forward as hard as she could.

In an instant, she was back to the entrance to Applejack’s womb, but this time she had brought all the force of a jack hammer with her, and with a squeal of delight and a scream of agony, her cock forced into Applejack’s womb.

Chrysails watched with sadistic glee as Applejack’s eyes rolled up so that only the whites were visible. Chrysails was pretty sure that at this point she urinated herself, but she was not paying attention to any of this. She was too focused on the intense pleasure and joy that was flowing through her.

It really had been too long since she had experienced pleasure like this. Her therapist had been right, all she needed was a way to once again find enjoyment in life. And this was exactly what she needed.

Applejack, in contrast, was not having a fun time. It felt like she was being torn apart from the inside, pain rocking through her body like her insides were on fire. Each of her nerve endings was sending white hot daggers of pain tearing through her, and her mind had come crashing to a total stop because of this.

She had to do something. She had to once again find the strength to fight. To defeat Chrysails. But… She did not have any strength left. She had fought so valiantly against the army of changelings, crushing and killing dozens of them. And yet even that had not been enough.

Hope snuffed out her chest like the dying light from a candle, her soul feeling like it was shattering apart into dozens of razor sharp shards that dug into the inside of her chest.

And, despite the brutal raping she was currently being forced to endure, that was by far the most painful thing of all.

She just wanted to lie down, admit defeat and give up.

Everything was over. It was finished.

Dim images glowed to life within her mind, coming sharply into focus. The faces of her friends. The faces of her family. She had lost, and because of that, all those ponies would suffer.

Unless she did something right now. Her eyes rolled back into focus and she stared up at Chrysails with a defiant expression. A fire seemed to have lit itself in her heart, and nothing seemed able to put it out.

Chrysails stared down at the fire in her eyes, and the grin on her face seemed to grow even wider as she pulled her length back once more, preparing to pound her until she broke and that fire went out.

“Yes… Yes! Show me more of this. Show me more of your fire!”

Applejack was more then happy to show her more of her fire. She let out a roar and suddenly attempted to press both her hooves against the bed, attempting to force herself off of Chrysails cock before she pounded her into a pulp.

This made her cunt convulse so wonderfully around her cock, and it powered her aggression even more. Her hooves reached down and she grabbed both of Applejack’s hind hooves and pulled them painfully apart to prevent her kicking.

Chrysails was tough. But she had seen the power that Applejack’s hooves contained, and she really did not fancy having her carpecekicked through her lungs.

She spread her legs and let out a moan as she kept up the brutally fast thrusting, her cock blurring in and out of her cunt as blood flowed down her length and onto the bed.

Fuck, she was going to pump this bitch full of so many eggs. She could not wait to watch the light drain out of her eyes as the life left her body. Holy shit.

She paused, her cock still buried deeply in Applejack’s cunt. That… That had been a really dark though. Was… Was that really what her thoughts sounded like? She had known that they were that dark… Or maybe she had, but for some reason they had caught her off guard.

Applejack attempted to struggle free of the cock, and suddenly Chrysails snapped back to reality. What had she been thinking? Rape was the best thing ever! She loved rape!

Her hoof slammed down into Applejack’s face, pinning it against the bed as she begin to slowly thrust again, listening to Applejack whimper softly beneath her.

Why were they all still here? Just to suffer?

In that moment she realized that she was just having a mental breakdown. She shook the thoughts away from her head and then slammed Applejack roughly into the bed, her hooves gripping tightly around her throat as she let out a mad laugh and begin to choke her.

Applejack’s eyes flew wide as she suddenly found it impossible to draw air. Her struggles became more frantic and her cunt convulsed wildly in an attempt to force the cock back out of her.

Chrysails could feel her orgasm approaching like a speeding train. Her cock throbbed rapidly and her eyes rolled back as she let out a howl.
“Y-Yes! Yes! Die… Die on my cock!”

She rammed in even harder and let out a loud moan, her back arching as her cock throbbed frantically. She tried to hold back the eggs that were about to spill out of her oviposter, wanting to build up as many of these eggs as possible.

Her eyes fluttered and she realized that there was no way she was going to hold back the eggs. A mare like squeal tore from out of her lips as her cock throbbed, dozens of golf ball sized eggs throbbing their way along her cock.

She let out a howl and her hooves dug in to the bed sheets roughly, bunching them up beneath her as one of the most intense orgasms of her life tore through her body and made her head explode. Not really and literally with bits of brain flying everywhere, but that was what it felt like.

Eggs were forced into Applejack roughly, dozens upon dozens of them, and throughout all of it she was howling like a mare in heat, eyes rolling back as she howled like a mare in heat. She had never made such a loud scream while raping someone before, but she figured that Applejack was not going to live much longer anyway, because her belly bloated horrifically, expanding until it looked like she was thirteen months pregnant.

She did not know just how many eggs she pumped into the mare beneath her, but she guessed that it must have been more then she normally produced, because after her orgasm was finished she was starting to feel tired, really tired.

Of course, she was not going to let the pony she had just pounded full of eggs see just how much it had tired her out. Chrysails climbed to her hooves slowly, one of her hind legs shaking softly as she tried her best to suppress a loud groan.

Applejack was currently curled up in pain, clutching her womb with both hooves as she let out a series of pained groans. Her eyes were still filled with that same fire as always, but it did not look like she would be able to do anything with the way her belly was currently bulged.

After taking several moments to set herself right, her horn glowed brightly to life and a themos flask appeared next to her, held in the bright green glow of her magic.

After a long sex session, there was nothing better then a whole litre of hot coco in one go. She popped the cap off the flask, unscrewed the lid and then wedged it into her mouth. Her throat bulged softly as she guzzled down the whole thing in one go.

Of course, no other creature would have been able to guzzle that much sugar without serious side effects, unless they were Pinkie Pie, but then again she did not exactly follow any of the normal laws of logic.

After finishing all the coco, she put the cap back onto the flask and her horn glowed to life, sending the flask away. Applejack was currently groaning in pain, and suddenly Chrysails was starting to feel… Something. She did not quite know what it was, she was feeling, but it was like there was all this happiness inside her, just waiting to be let out.

Her hoof tapped softly against the ground, building up a beat.

And then Chrysails begin to sing.

When the world seems dark and lonely, when there’s no place to call your own
You just need to
Kill
Kill, kill, kill until your problems are no more!
If your friends get on your nerves
Just stab them until they go away!

Kill, kill, kill,
Slaughter your problems like the animals they are
Lay waste to everything in your way!

Applejack just looked at her and frowned darkly “Can you kill me before ya’ break inta’ song? I think it’s more painful then my insides bein’ in the wrong place.”

Chrysails cut off her song almost instantly, only having been about half way through her song.
“Look, you get to sing dozens of songs about friendship and magic and all that, and I want to sing a song that makes me happy. But no, you had to ruin the middle of my song. I’m pretty sure that there is an unspoken rule about that!”

She shook her head. “Nevermind, you already ruined the song. I’m not feeling it any more, and you know what, that has really pissed me off.”

Her head turned around to face Applejack without her body following to do the same, her head rotating on her neck like she was an owl of some kind. “And when I say really pissed off, I do mean really pissed off, as in, I am going to do even more horrific things to you then I already had planned.”

Applejack paled, and Chrysails begin to let out a manic laugh as she walked her way back towards the bed. She slowly pulled herself onto the bed, beaming down at Applejack before replying the gag to her mouth, which she had somehow managed to break through the laws of pony logic.

Chrysails had not been joking about the fact she was really annoyed. She was more annoyed then she had ever been in the past few days. Not that it was a problem. It was nice to finally feel proper emotions like annoyance again.

Dozens of ideas about horrific things she could do to the poor helpless mare below her filled her head. Most of them had been done before in some form or fashion, and today she did not much feel like doing the same thing she had previously.

She wanted to do something new and exciting, while also being horrific and horrible for the mare that had ruined her chance at a song.

Most of all though, she was starting to realize that drinking all that coco was a bad idea, because now she really needed a piss. And then of course, there was a horrible, horrible idea that popped into her head.

She knew exactly what she was going to do now. She stood over Applejack was an evil smile etched onto her face, her hind legs spreading apart as she let out a series of soft grunts.

Applejack stared up at the huge female above her, her clit seeming to twitch softly as the first droplets of dark yellow urine begin to splatter from her snatch, splattering warmly onto the side of Applejack’s face.

She turned her head to the side and let out a confused cry as Chrysails sighed, trying to relax her bladder muscles enough to piss all over the mare. It was much harder then it looked. It was always hard to pee when someone was watching, even if you were a really powerful and terrifying bug horse queen.

She spread her legs even further apart and let out a soft grunt, trying to get her bladder to relax. After several moments of doing this, she finally managed to give in.

Suddenly, her bladder relaxed and she let out a loud sigh as her cunt slowly spread apart, a thick stream of dark yellow piss suddenly pouring from within her snatch.

Applejack closed her eyes and tried to turn her head to the side, but not before some of the urine splashed up her nose. She begin to choke almost instantly, thrashing about wildly beneath Chrysails.

The golden urine soaked the mattress and her mane, sticking it to the side of her as she was soaked in Chrysails musk. With the choking that was going on, there was no way she could force her eyes to stay shut, and some of the urine splashed into them, filling them with an agonizing burning sensation.

Chrysails laughed, then tensed her pelvic muscles to cut the stream off, which proved to be painful with how much urine she currently had stored, but she managed to buy enough time to remove Applejack’s gag, before sitting straight on her face, magic holding her mouth open so that there was no way she could close her mouth or bite down.

And then she once again unleashed the powerful stream of urine. It filled her mouth rapidly with the bitter, musky taste of her piss, and Applejack was forced to choke it down, almost vomiting as she tried not to choke too violently on it.

Chrysails let out a soft sigh atop her as her bladder was emptied down Applejack’s throat. The orange mare was forced to breathe through her nose to avoid choking to death.

This would have not been a problem were it not for the fact that her nose was pressed tightly up against Applejack’s anus. Her nose was filled with the stench of Chrysails musk, and she almost found herself vomiting everywhere as Chrysails ground her ponut back against the helpless mare, moaning loudly as she emptied her bladder.

Once she was finally finished, she let out a soft sigh and rubbed her cunt down Chrysails neck to dry the last few droplets of pee off. Then she climbed up from off the bed and pulled herself out a chair, sitting down in it with a smile as she prepared to watch the events she knew would be unfolding before her very shortly.

As the musk soaked into Applejack, the eggs seemed to somehow react to it. They begin to grow and struggle rapidly, forcing a cry of pain from the mare as the eggs begin to grow rapidly inside her.

Chrysails let a grin spread across her face, looking almost like a Cheshire cat as she stared at the scene unfolding before her. Applejack suddenly let out a scream as the eggs begin to hatch, forcing the poor mare’s womb wider and wider, her screams rising in pitch with every passing second as Chrysails tried to make her smiler larger to match.

Of course there was not a large enough smile for the joy that flooded her heart at he next scene to unfold. Poor Applejack screamed like she was being torn apart from the inside out, mostly because she was being torn apart from the inside out

And then just like that her belly burst apart in a shower of blood and other important looking things, followed shortly by dozens of baby changelings that were growing up rapidly after eating their way out of her insides.

Chrysails let out a short laugh, that quickly turned into something far more manic. The young changelings writhed about happily on the bed, consuming everything that they found. Chrysalis quickly floated them over to her, then took them outside to pawn off on some poor unfortunate changeling that had been in the wrong place at the wrong time.

Then she went back into the room and sat against the wall, watching Applejack as she struggled, writhing and whimpering as agony tore through her. She should have been dead already, but Chrysails watched with amazement as Applejack begin to slowly drag herself to her hooves.

It was a feet that should have been impossible. Chrysails watched with amazement, waiting for the exact moment her legs were going to give out and she was going to slip into death.

But somehow, Applejack managed to drag herself back to her hooves. Her insides were starting to fall out, but she managed to look towards Chrysails with an expression of of complete and total hate.

She was amazed beyond belief that Applejack had managed to make it to her hooves, and her amazement only further grew as Applejack dragged herself onto the floor. There was a puddle of blood on her bed that had drenched her mattress and soaked all the way through the sheets.

Even with her insides hanging out and a fatal amount of blood all over the bed and the floor, Applejack was still defiantly clinging to life, dragging herself slowly towards the changeling with a murderous glint in her eye.

Chrysails watched her, and she felt something slowly blooming in her chest. Sure watching this mare struggle and suffer was fun, but… She was trying so hard. Still fighting despite the fact she should have lost all hope at this point.

She had to respect that. If this mare really wanted to live and get a chance at revenge this much, she had no right to deny her that chance. She had no right to snuff someone out who was fighting this hard without giving her a fair chance.

She had never really seen this kind of behaviour in ponies too. She had assumed that they were all weak. Her changeling warriors almost always acted like this, fighting right up until every ounce of strength had left their body.

The bug queen wanted to see more of this, and so she called a medical team in to try and save Applejack. Saving her would have been impossible for any pony doctors to do, and changelings did not know very much about saving ponies, but they were also not restricted by morals or other things that got in the way of ponies.

They would be able to save Applejack, and until then Chrysails was going to go and deal with Pinkie Pie.