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Chrysails had realized that Pinkie Pie had beaten her. There was no way that she was going to get the pink pony feel terrified or squeal in pain, and in fact she was only really trying to make this the case because she was going through tough times in her life.

So instead, she was going to let another set of changelings do all the work for her while she went and worked on other important bug horse things that she had to do today.

Her magic wrapped tightly around the pink whore as she carried her through the many twisting tunnels and long hallways that filled the hive. It would have been impossible for any other creature to navigate such tunnels, but for her it was like second nature.

It was well known that the changelings had a pit where they dumped all their dead to be turned into mulch. Even ponies knew that, and had written several extensive books on it.

Of course, Chrysails was far from a normal changeling, and the strangest thing about her hive was the fact that she experimented on her subjects to turn them into the perfect creatures for whatever job it was that she needed doing at that time.

She had worked with many chemicals and formulas, and like all that attempted to follow the scientific arts, she had made her fair share of mistakes in doing so.

Killing them off and then dumping them in the corpse pile where they might be seen was not the best of ideas, as she did not wish to distress her subjects any more then was needed.

And so, instead of killing them, every hive the changeling queen built had a large pit at its deepest point, somewhere that no other channellings were allowed to go, and this is where she kept her failed experiments. This is where all the changelings that were born less then perfect, deformed, or disabled were dumped.

It was not that she was being cruel to them of course, it was simply that if she allowed them to stay in the gene pool, then the deformities would spread throughout the hive and cause many problems. Putting them all in one hole where they could fuck and do whatever else they wanted while being fed and cared for was a nice middle ground.

It also allowed her to study them much more closely, and see just how much each deformity affected them as they grew up. She was not sure just how they would react to having Pinkie Pie dumped into the middle of them, but she at least hoped it would be interesting.

The huge cavern that had once been a mine beneath the castle was where she had currently chosen to keep the changelings. The only thing keeping them out from the rest of the hive was a spell that she had put up. Of course they had several times more space to roam in then they had before, and the glowing crystals that covered the mine were much better lighting then the magical spell that had been their only source of light previously.

Chrysails strolled her way through the middle of the mineshaft, smiling at the sound of the many changelings scurrying their way away from her. They viewed her as their god, and their Queen, and as such they were more then a little scared of her. She was fine with that, most of them were suffering with parasites anyway.

She dumped Pinkie Pie in the middle of the cave system and smiled down at her “If you manage to make it out of here without getting transformed into a changeling, I will be more then happy to let you go. You can go home and do whatever you want with the rest of your life, and I won’t disturb you in the slightest.”

The pink pony looked up at her and gave a meek nod, but did not bother saying anything else. She knew that acting over excited in front of Chrysails tended to ignore her because she was a very boring party pooper.

The changeling queen gave a knowing smirk and pat her softly on the head, before heading back to the exit.

Pinkie Pie was left on her own, in the middle of a cave full of monsters that were almost certainly going to hunt her down and do Celestia knows what. There was no hope beyond a rapidly dying ember that she might manage to make it to the exit.

So what did the pink party horse do? When she was surrounded by monsters with only the smallest hope of escape, Pinkie Pie did what she did best, and she begin to sing:

Ohhh
When the days are dark and the skies are drab…
When hope is nowhere to be found…
When you feel like falling down
You just have to
Smile!

Giggle and laugh, grin and bear it.
Tell those drab skies to beat it and
Light up those dark places with a
Smile

While the pain might seem to last forever
Those dark skies will clear,
and good times will return
If you just give a smile, wide as a mile!

She sang. She sang like nothing else in the world mattered. She sang those three verses over and over until the dark situation she found herself in begin to clear up.

The monsters in the cave around her seemed to be drawn out by her song. They had never really seen a creature as brightly coloured as her before, and soon there was a whole crowd of horrifically deformed and disabled changelings surrounding the cavern that Pinkie Pie was singing from.

Most of them still did not know what to make of her, she was unlike anything that they had ever seen before, but of course her singing filled them with a feeling that they had never really gotten to experience before.

Normally they just tore apart whatever creatures tried to come into the hive, or whatever creatures Chrysails dumped down into the darkness with them. They knew that that was what made the changeling queen happy. But while Chrysails might have given them food, and while they did get cared for in a fashion…

This pink horse had given them something that the changeling queen had not however, and that something was joy. Sure they could have easily wiped her out, slaughtered her like everyone else that they had met.

It would be easy. Beyond easy really. But they had never felt proper joy before. The only pleasure they had really felt was that from food or sex, and those were both fleeting things that lasted for a few minutes at best.

Pinkie Pie saw the countless monsters that surrounded her on all sides. Fear sank deep into her heart, as was to be expected, but she refused to give into it, and instead she kept singing, even louder and more clearly then she had before.

The creatures waited, and Pinkie Pie sang for as long as she could. The seconds ticked by into minutes, and the minutes marched past until they became hours, and then her melody slowly came to a close as she let out a final croak of a note.

Pinkie Pie looked over her knew audience with a silver of a smile on her face, waiting for them to make their final judgement. She had done everything she could to try and make these creatures happy, and if they wanted to kill her now, then she would not do anything to stop them.

One of the creatures slowly stepped forward, marching its way towards Pinkie Pie. This creature could not even be loosely described as a changeling, if one had to pick a word to describe it, it would be a monster. The creature had thick horns made out of the thickest of chitin.

It’s huge body looked more like that of a bull then a horse, towering easily over all the other creatures around it. The poor thing did not even look like it would be able to transform with how big its body was. The thick chitin that coated its body looked like it would be able to stop anything that was thrown at it.

The creature slowly raised its head to her, its eyes seeming tiny compared to the rest of its body as it slowly tried to speak, the words coming out like they were read off a book rather then formed within the creature’s own mind.

“I… Nobody has done anything like that for us before. Most of the ponies that are thrown down here try to attack us, so we have to destroy them.”

Pinkie Pie looked up to him with a soft smile “Well I am always glad to make creatures happy! And I love making new friends.”

The bull like creature slowly sat down and looked confused “Well, non of us really want to hurt you after that performance… Is there anything we can do for you? Because when Chrysails comes back she is going to destroy you.”

Pinkie Pie nodded “I understand. If you can point me towards the exit I will make my own way out of here and be out of your mane in a jiffy!”

The creature slowly shook its head “Nobody makes it out. The exit corridor is guarded, and only changelings can make it through the door.”

The pink horse’s mane seemed to slowly deflate upon hearing this news, and her head slowly hung as her limp mane dangled over her eyes. Even the colour seemed to somehow drain out of her coat.

All the changelings around her knew in that moment that they were going to have to do something to try and save her. It would be far too depressing to just leave her here to suffer.

The creatures, all of them with various deformities ranging from twisted limbs to extra eyes. Some of them were clearly suffering from these deformities, but they also seemed to be bearing with it in their own separate ways.

After almost fifteen minutes of them chattering among themselves, the large creature looked back towards Pinkie Pie. “We have decided… That we are going to try and help you. We can transform you into a changeling if you want… And try our best to help keep your mental faculties untouched.”

The pink horse seemed really unsure for a few moments, her mind working over the words as she tried her best to come up with a response. If she wanted to get out of here, she was going to have to become a changeling, but if she became a changeling, then there was a chance that she might never be the same again.

She might end up as nothing more then another puppet, carrying out Chrysails orders without question or doubt….

But then, these creatures were changelings, and non of them seemed like puppets… And they were offering her a choice. If they really wanted to turn her into a changeling, they could just swarm her, and there would be nothing she could do to stop them.

Was she really ready to risk this? Was she really going to do this to try and save her friends…

But then what other options did she have? If she did not get out of here, Chrysails was going to come back, do something horrible to her, and then likely punish her new friends for not following their orders.

And she was not about to let the first changelings that had offered to help her get into trouble. Slowly, she raised her head and looked towards the huge beast with a soft sniffle.

“I-If I do this, what are the chances of it going wrong?” She asked, the normal cheer in her voice gone to show that she was taking this station seriously for once.

The giant creature tilted his head at her “How in Tartarus do you expect me to know that? I just kill stuff. I am not one of those really smart science ponies.”

Pinkie Pie had been expecting a much more helpful response, but now she was realizing just how naive that was of her. This was a decision that she was going to have to make on her own, and she would have to accept the consequences that came with it.

But then again, this was the only option she had that would give her the slightest chance of helping her friends, so really she did not have that much of a choice after all.

She slowly nodded “All right, so how do we do this?” She asked, the huge creature giving a grin as he slowly stepped towards her. Pinkie Pie’s eyes widened as the huge beast let out a soft groan, a huge cock starting to spill from a sheath between his legs.

“All you need to do is lie down, and I will deal with the rest. Try your best to relax so that I don’t accidentally hurt you.”

Pinkie Pie gulped nervously, but gave a stiff nod and slowly begin to lie down against the cold ground of the mine, watching the huge monster step towards her.

There was no going back. This huge beast could do whatever it wanted with her, and there was nothing that she could do to stop it… And for some reason, that turned her on.

Her cunt was soaked in mere minutes, images of the huge beast having its way with her helpless body filling her head as she let out a soft moan. This was going to be so much fun.

The rest of the changelings watched from a distance as the huge beast slowly stepped its way over her, its front hooves resting either side of her head as the creature stared down at her, judging her silently and deciding just how it was going to violate and use her.

His large cock throbbed softly between his legs as the huge monster stepped back slowly, then leaned its huge head down and took a deep sniff of her snatch, judging just what it was going to do with her next.

Then the beast took a step back and leaned its head down, taking a deep sniff of her snatch before letting out a soft groan. His cock pressed against her snatch and she let out a sudden gasp.

He was huge, and she was not quite sure whether or not she was going to be able to take it all in one go. She arched her back and wrapped her legs around the waist of the huge monster that was soon going to be ramming its cock in and out of her.

Unfortunately for her, his hips were very wide and it was impossible for her to fully wrap her legs around the beast that was soon going to be cramming its cock into her.

The huge beast leaned down and licked softly at her face, making sure that she was ready to take him. She really wasn't ready for this, but she gave a nod and looked lovingly into his eyes.

The huge monster looked down at her and tilted his head slowly “Are you sure that you want to do this? I am pretty sure that I am too big for you.”

Pinkie Pie rolled her eyes softly “Hurry up and fuck me, you huge beast.”

The monster chuckled slowly, and then pressed its hips forward slowly. The pink horse let out a sharp cry as the lips of her cunt begin to spread around the head of the huge cock.

Pain shot through her body, she arched her back and groaned out loudly, her eyes rolling back as the cock slowly begin to sink into her. Had she not been so wet, then this would have been absolute agony for her.

As it was, it was only mildly painful and she let out a soft squeal, her eyes rolling back in her head as the huge member kept pressing forward. The monster looked down at the sudden mess of a mare that was writhing beneath him. It sent a feeling of lust tearing through his body, and he reached out one of his huge hooves to wrap around her back and held her still.

And then he begin to give it to her, hard. Pinkie let out a soft squeal with each of the brutal thrusts that drove the cock deeper into her. He did not care for her constant any more, the feeling of her cunt wrapping tightly around his cock was more then enough to send him into a frenzy.

The beast groaned softly and then begin to give it to her as hard as he could. With his immense strength, it was not long until his cock was roughly hilted inside her.

Pinkie’s eyes had rolled back in her head, and she drooling softly onto the cave floor beneath her. Pleasure was tearing through her mind, pleasure that she had not felt in a long while. His cock was covered in thick ridges and each of them was rubbing roughly at the walls of her snatch, sending even more pleasure rocking through her body.

She could barely form thoughts, and she loved it. One of the other changelings stepped forward and pressed his hard member against her lips. This one had a horribly mangled face and one of his eyes was sealed shut. Despite this, he seemed to more then enjoy pressing his cock against the pink ponie’s lips.

After a moment he opened his mouth wide, the cock slipping passed her lips as she forced her head forward roughly, trying her best to take as much of it as possible into her maw at once.

The beast behind her let out a gruff growl as his hoof wrapped roughly around her underside, starting to roughly pull her back and forth like the sex toy she was, the huge member hammering in and out of her with a brutal amount of nearly mind breaking force, her eyes rolling around as the cock in her mouth was pushed deeper, soon bumping against the back of her throat before easily pushing passed it.

The warm depths of her throat begin to convulse roughly around it, welcoming it and attempting to pull it even deeper into her. She found herself fantasying about becoming a changeling, about spending the rest of her days here, being bred by these changelings and being pounded full of eggs, then squeezing them all back out only to be bred full once again.

The cock of the massive monster behind her begin to throb, the thick ridges of his member digging deep into the walls of her snatch, slowly melting away the defences that her mind had put up, she was not Pinkie Pie any more, she felt like she had become one with these changelings that were so brutally pounding their cocks in and out of her.

Tears begin to drip down her cheeks as she choked softly on the length ploughing in and out of her throat, the ridges working to irritate and dig into the sensitive walls. She knew that her throat was going to be sore for ages after this, and yet she did not care in the slightest, because for all the pain it caused her, it easily caused her twice as much pleasure.

Her back arched hard, and then her eyes flew wide as she realized that she was about to cum. The deformed changeling looked down at her with a comforting smile, then roughly grabbed her mane with a hoof and jolted her head forward to ram his cock even harder into her.

She let out a number of shocked gags as she reached her hooves forward, clinging to him frantically for support as the huge changeling behind her let out a rumbling moan, his cock starting to twitch and dribble pre, showing that he was about to obtain one hell of an orgasm inside of her.

Pinkie knew that that meant being pounded full of eggs and likely becoming a changeling, but by this point she was beyond caring. She wanted nothing more then to feel those eggs being pounded into both her holes while she convulsed in the throes of an intense orgasm between the two changelings.

Her eyes rolled back, and she was pretty sure that the deformed changeling let out a laugh at the face she was pulling, but she did not care in the slightest, she was just happy that she had been able to bring someone so much joy.

And then she hit her peak, hard. A loud squeal tore from her lips, which vibrated around the cock and made her throat cling to the ridges, cutting off the air and preventing her from breathing.

Stars danced before her vision, and she was pretty sure that her eyes were hurting from how far they had rolled back, but she was not bothered about breathing or pain at the moment, she was more focused on the most intense orgasm of her life.

The massive changeling behind her let out a soft grunt, arching his own back as he used a hoof to hold her still, his cock giving a few more twitches before he let out a gruff growl, thick ropes of green sludge forcing from his cock and blasting deep inside of her, waiting to fertilise the eggs that followed, while also slowly soaking into Pinkie’s womb.

After the green sludge had finished being blasted into her, a gruff grunt tore from his lips as the eggs forced through his cock, making massive bulges in his member as his eyes rolled up softly, the thick bulges slowly moving along his member as his eyes fluttered, an orgasmic look spreading across his face as he pushed his cock forward as far as he could, making sure that at least the first few inches were buried in her womb, ready to deposit their eggs inside of her.

And then he let out a loud groan, the first egg moving through his shaft slowly, spreading her vagina entrance wide as it slid inside of her with a surprising amount of ease, the pink pony letting out a loud squeal as she was finally broken.

This was all she needed. She had been foolish to try and escape. She collapsed onto the ground as her cunt quivered happily. She was pretty sure that there was green gunk dripping down her legs, she was not quite sure how many eggs she had had pounded into her, but it felt like there were a lot and it made her so happy.

She had found a new place in life and forgotten her old one. As she lay there in the half asleep state of bliss, she suddenly found herself filled with a strange feeling as several effects begin to take hold of her.

The changelings had not always used parasites to turn people. In the early days before Chrysails had done much biological engineering to them, they had turned ponies by filling them with green gunk.

The same green gunk that had just been pumped into her along with dozens of eggs. A warm, almost tingly feeling begin to radiate through her body from where the goo had touched her.

It was not stressful like the transformation with the parasite might have been, instead her body was filled with a relaxing sensation and she lay back against the ground as she let out a soft, pleased groan.

Her pink skin begin to darken in tone and colour, Pinkie staring at it in a half delirious fashion as it went from dull pink to black, then begin to rapidly harden into thick chitin plating.

She did not mind however. She was happy. Her womb was full of eggs, and she needed to protect them. Her body found itself drifting in and out of sleep, and each time she woke, something would have changed, either on the outside or the inside. It did not really matter, she was not paying attention.

In the end, there was nothing left of the pink party pony, apart from a bloated changeling broodmare that had taken her place, most of her memories lost in a flood of pure bliss.

But, she was happy… So was that really so bad?