Meanwhile, the real Twilight was dumped rather unceremoniously dumped onto the floor of the hive. She shuddered softly, then gave a cough and her eyes snapped open. She looked around slowly, then her eyes widened in fear as she realized where she was.

She gasped softly, then attempted to clamber to her hooves, but she quickly discovered that her hooves were stuck to the floor with a thick green gunk. She cursed, turning her head to the side as she struggled even harder.

Twilight turned to the side and struggled even harder, coming face to face with Chrysalis. She cried out in shock and attempted to jump away, only managing to wobble about in the gunk holding her down, landing on her rump roughly.

The Queen laughed softly at her and stepped back, giving a chuckle. “For a Princess you really are not very brave.” She drawled, stepping away as Trixie moved over to the Princess “Oh dear, look at the great Princess of magic now, brought low by the Great and Powerful TRIXIE!”
She stepped back, her showmare’s cape flapping dramatically behind her as she took a great and powerful bow. Of course, the Princess had grown tired of her antics at this point, and her horn attempted to glow.

Sharp pain shot through her head, and she let out a curse. Her horn had been bound in that stupid changeling gunk, rendering her magic useless. “Trixie? What did you do! Help me!” She hissed.
Trixie laughed loudly and slammed her hoof into Twilight’s horn, making her scream out in pain.
“You always underestimated the great and powerful Trixie! You took Starlight on as a pupil instead of me… And now I am going to destroy you!” She moved back, “Lay eggs in this bitch’s brain Chrysalis. I want to watch her get ruined.”

The changeling Queen had been busy watching with a mild state of amusement and amazement at how… Trixieish Trixie acted. She could not think of a better word to describe how the unicorn acted.
She slowly walked over to Twilight and gave a laugh “I have a much better plan for this one.” The bug queen said, turning to Trixie. “Leave us for now. I need some time to torment her.”

Trixie did not look happy about this, but a glare from the Queen sent her scampering from the room like a scolded child. Chrysalis turned back to the purple alicorn and grabbed her head, pulling her into a rough kiss before she could react.

She tried to cry out, eyes flying wide as she struggled madly, trying to break the kiss with everything she had. Unfortunately, while she might be an alicorn, her physical strength was lacking when it came to fighting what was effectively a giant bug, as bugs were very strong for their size, and Chrysalis had size in abundance.

The queen held her head still as her tongue forced into her mouth roughly, dancing around and molesting every inch of it. Twilight almost vomited, frantically trying to pull away from the foul creature.
Chrysalis did vomit, a bulge forming in her throat before something sweet with the consistency of honey forced into her mouth and she gagged, trying desperately trying not to swallow it.

She kept forcing more and more of the goo into her mouth with every passing second however, and she only had two choices, swallow, or have it forced down her throat. She chose the second option and gagged loudly as it forced down her throat, making her wretch loudly.

Twilight could not vomit however, and she was forced to choke it down, tears starting to roll down her cheeks as Chrysalis kept force feeding her it. When she did at last pull away, the purple alicorn begin dry heaving, frantically trying to clear her body of whatever foulness the Queen had just forced into it.

She failed however, and then the chemicals in it took effect, she begin to feel… Good, relaxed, like nothing in the world mattered. Why was she here again? She had forgotten.

Chrysails turned around and smiled, backing her rear end up over the purple pony. A set of comparatively large breasts were pressed into Twilight’s face, situated either side of the bug queen’s vagina. Normally this would make the purple alicorn vomit, but this time she looked up to the breasts in a confused fashion.

“Drink.” The queen said softly, sounding tired. Twilight was… Well, she knew what she was here for now. She leaned her head forward and opened her mouth, locking it around one of the teats and giving a soft suckle. Sweet fluid flowed into her mouth and she shuddered softly.

It tasted amazing, and she was more then happy to guzzle it down, throat bulging with each swallow as she stared at the underside of her queen, the sweet fluid flowing readily down her throat. After a few minutes of happily sucking, the Queen pulled away, then begin to free her from the gunk with a grin.
She lead the mare towards a cocoon, then slowly guided her into it and chuckled, wrapping it around her like a sleeping bag. Chrysails then filled the pod with more goo, before hanging the pod on the roof.

Now the queen moved over to her throne, sitting down weakly in it. Her legs were shaky, her eyes half lidded as she let out another yawn. One of her guards threw a soft look towards her.
“Go tell the kitchen to make me a nice cup of tea and a slice of cake please, I’m really tired.”
The guard nodded once, then moved off away from her and towards the kitchen. In the pod, Twilight was having one hell of a time. Her body was covered in tingling gel, and she was so relaxed. Normally, her mind would be screaming at her, questioning how the hell she was still managing to breathe and function.

Non of this had happened however, she simply stared blankly ahead and rolled about happily in the goop, a hoof reaching down to rub happily at her snatch. Twilight had never felt better.

Her body seemed to be growing, as she was soon pressing roughly against the side of the pod, making it stretch softly. She was feeling tired from all the growing she was doing, and soon let out a soft yawn, staring at the black chitin that made up her hoof as she slowly drifted off.

She let out a yawn, then shuddered softly. She needed to sleep, and her eyes slowly closed, letting out a relaxed sigh before dropping into a deep, peaceful sleep.

Chrysalis stared at the pod, chuckling softly. She had put all her strength into feeding the purple alicorn, but it would all be worth it. At some point, she would need to find replacements for the two elite guards she had lost, but she had two more that would protect her until her strength returned.
The guard came back with a teacup and a small saucer floating next to him. Of course Chrysalis did not need to eat much at all, but cake was fucking delicious.

She sat there with her cake and her tea, watching as her plan seemed to fall perfectly into place. The pod struggled softly, signalling that the process was almost finished. Chrysails grinned, then brought the cake up to her mouth and took a huge bite out of it, then put the cup to her lips, taking a deep sip of it.

She took the time to drink down her tea and eat her cake slowly, watching as the cocoon expended and stretched, visibly writhing. Trixie had gotten bored by this point, so Chrysails had sent one one of her drones to keep her entertained.

The bug queen was cut off from drinking the last of her tea when the pod suddenly ruptured, spraying green gunk everywhere as the form of what had once been Twilight crashed into the ground softly, giving a groan.

Her form thrashed about softly in the gunk for a few moments, and then she slowly clambered to her new hooves. The new changeling princess unfolded her new body, long spindly legs raising her off the floor as she raised her purple eyes to her queen.

Her mane was a single block of purple hair that flowed down her neck and to her shoulders. Where there had once been mulberry fur, there was dark black chitin. She looked down at her new hooves, dotted with holes. Then a pair of large wings sprouted from her back, covered in a thick green gunk.

Chrysalis let an evil grin sprout across her face, not only had they taken out and replaced one of the princesses, but now she had been turned to their side. Her magic was powerful, and she had a number of spells that would be most useful to the hive.

Best of all, nobody knew the Princess had been replaced yet. A smile broke out across her face, and then she waved her hoof. “Welcome back Princess, how are you feeling?”
Twilight raised her head, shaking it softly as she tried to clear it. “I am… I am good my Queen.” She said, then frowned, looking down at her hooves with a shudder. “Why am I… Calling you my Queen, my Queen?”

She looked confused, hooves moving up to grasp at her face as she looked around at her flank. Naturally, she wanted to freak out about the fact she was no longer a purple alicorn, and was now more of a bug horse.

“I feel… Weird my Queen.” Twilight said slowly, drawing an even bigger grin from Chrysails that showed off far too many teeth in a fairly threatening fashion. “Of course you do dear, you’re one of us now, and you’re going to do your job for the hive now.”

Exactly as she finished that sentence, a drone stepped into the throne room, having been summoned by the freaky connection that all the changelings shared with each other.

The drone looked around slowly, the dull orbs of his eyes looking for the mare his queen had ordered him to breed. Upon finding her, he did not seem to react in the slightest, his dull eyes fixing on her as he padded over.

“This is a changeling breeder, and he is going to be breeding you.” Chrysails explained simply, waving a hoof as the stallion attempted to climb on her back. Of course, she still had a lot more self respect for herself then that, and she shuffled away from the drone, frowning at the weird creature as it fell to the floor and looked confused.

“Now that’s just mean. He’s a simple creature, and he only has one job in life, and you are going to deny him that purpose? I think you are being mean, and should bend over like a good Princess.”

She really did not want to, but regardless of what she wanted, her Queen’s words were law, and she found herself bending over, looking back at the drone as she flagged up her tail. The breeder reacted by slowly clambering to his hooves, moving more like a zombie then a living creature.

His hooves gripped either side of her flanks, and with uprising strength it pulled itself up onto its Princess’ back. While this was happening, Twilight was screaming on the inside, desperately wanting to buck the creature off her back and run.

But she was forced to follow her Queen’s orders. Chrysalis was now sipping on a cup of tea she had seemingly pulled from nowhere, and was busy explaining how breeders work.

“You see, each Princess starts off empty. We can produce eggs, but they will not be fertile until we get pumped full of sperm from a breeder. Then, we can start our own hives and set things up from there-”

Of course, Twilight was not paying attention to any of this, frantically struggling and bucking inside her head, trying to make the movements translate to her body. It did not work, and she simply stood there as the foul thing’s length poked at her rear.

It made a content buzz, then rammed the length all the way into her in one smooth motion, hilting itself in an instant. She screamed, feeling all of the strange ridges that seemed to cover the insects member rip at the brand new walls of her cunt. If she could have, she would have screamed.

As it was, her body let out a whorish moan and begin to thrust back against the breeder. Despite the fact the ridges were very painful, her cunt seemed to be resistant to damage. Twilight tried to focus on the science of how this would work to distract herself from the rape, but each stab of pain through her body brought her back into the waking world, which seemed to have become a nightmare.

Chrysails just sat there, sipping at her tea as she attempted to recover. It would be worth the strength she had given up, Twilight would be able to pump out so many eggs for her, and now she was part of the hive, Chrysails had access to every one of her spells.

All this knowledge was going to be hellish to sort through, but with Twilight focused solely on pumping out eggs, Chrysalis was free to tend to other things, after they had managed to produce a large enough army of course.

The breeder on Twilight’s back seemed to be getting close, if the increasingly happy buzzes from it were any indication. Twilight had only just learned that she could tap into the hive mind now, and instantly she regretted her choice.

She was awash in a sea of voices, all saying and doing different things, all threatening to pull her under and drown her with their sheer numbers. Images flashed through her head, images of scouting parties and spies, all of them being poured straight into her brain.

It was like having the whole Canterlot library dumped into her head at once, and she screamed, frantically pulling herself out of that sea of voices. Suddenly, she was back to being brutally raped by the stallion behind her, but somehow that was better then drowning in that sea of voices.

She wondered how the Queen managed to put up with it, but then she had that train of thought derailed when she realized something. She could here the stallion behind her, in her head! His thoughts were shockingly simple, composing simply of animistic needs. But…

Celestia no! The creature behind her, the creature with the barest hints of intelligence, he had not been born, Chrysails had been saving as much energy as possible to set everything up, and had therefore been converting as many ponies into changelings as possible, which required a lot less food and time then raising them from eggs.

The poor creature behind her had been a stallion called Garden Rose. He had been a gardener from Canterlot and… He had a daughter. His personality had not been wiped, he had simply been reformed into a body too basic to hold the intelligence of a pony. He still had all his memories, but not the brain capacity to make sense of them.

He was screaming. Behind the dumb intelligence of the creature he had become she could hear him wailing. She could hear every single pony that had been turned into a changeling screaming. Most of them had given up, accepted their new lives as Chrysails puppets.

Some of them had gone mad however, and those ones were still screaming now. It was quite, subdued behind the facade of the changeling personalities they were forced to wear, but it was still there.
Twilight felt tears rolling down her cheeks as she looked to the poor creature behind her. His eyes rolled up as he finally reached the climax he had so desperately wanted, his cock expanding and filling every inch of her egg tunnel, the ridges digging into it as he let out a sharp buzz.

And then cum blasted into her. It was not the normal ropes that cum normally came in, more an endless torrent that forced out of his cock and sprayed into her. It hosed down her insides, the warm fluid being funnelled straight into her womb, which bloated in a slightly grotesque fashion as the cum flooded into it.

Thankfully, it did not stay there long, quickly heading off into her body to be stored. Now that the task she had been given was finished, she got some control back over her body, turning her head to look at the stallion behind her as he gasped out, his eyes rolled all the way back as he thrust the huge member agonizingly in and out of her.

In a moment of pure horror, she realized that he seemed to be deflating, his stomach caving in as his eyes rolled all the way back. Then, with a sigh, he fell off her with a wet sound, curling up on the floor while his wings weakly buzzed.

With horror, she realized that he was dying, and she rushed to his side, crouching down next to him as his breathing became laboured and his limbs twitched softly. Despite this fact, the poor creature still had a grin etched onto its face.

“What’s happening?” Twilight demanded, turning to Chrysails, who was just sat there with an amused expression on her face.
“Come on Twilight, I thought you were smart. He had one task in life, and now that is done, he dies. It’s simple biology.

Twilight was not worried about the creature itself, more the stallion that was trapped in its dying shell. She crouched down next to him, holding his hoof as he slowly shut down.

His eyes fixed on her, and for a moment she swore that the stallion flashed her a smile, then she realized that it was a grimace. Her cunt still hurt like hell, and she was sure that there was cum dribbling down her legs, but she did not care.

She just wanted to save this stallion and send him back to his daughter. But of course, there was little she could do, apart from scream and sob as the last of his life bled out of him, finally allowing him to flop against the ground, little more then a husk now.

Tears rolled down his cheeks, and it took her a moment to realize that those tears belonged to her. She was cradling the corpse of the creature to her, and crying like a foal.

Chrysails cruel laugh bit through the air, sinking into her like stones on a still pool. She wanted nothing more then to kill Chrysails, to crush her like the bug she was. Apparently the Changeling Queen could hear her thoughts, and they made her laugh even louder.

“I really wish I did not have to use ponies, but somebody slaughtered most of my children and left me homeless, even though all I wanted to do was keep them fed.”

Projected images of Chrysails sprawled out in the middle of a forest, her dead children raining down all around her as she tried to get back to her hooves flashed through Twilight’s head”

Twilight twirled, rage burning through her and giving her strength she did not know she had. She could not hurt her Queen, but at least she could yell at her.
“That was different! You attacked us!”

Chrysails gave a laugh “And how many people did I kill? I drained the strength out of the Captain, and I locked up the Princess, but I kept the deaths to a minimum, even in the final stages of my plan.”

Now it was her turn to be on the receiving end of a hateful gaze “But you, you slaughtered so many of my children by slamming that damn shield into them. So many oft them were crushed against buildings or had limbs or wings crippled, sending them plummeting to their deaths. Even I barely made it out alive!”

Twilight stepped back again, shocked, numb. She did not know how to reply.
“We… We never meant to!”

Chrysails did not give another of her laughs, her fairly cheerful personality gone. The lack of an evil laugh only disturbed Twilight more
“And if you did not mean to kill hundreds of creatures, that makes it OK? I would have gone through more peaceful avenues, but ponies are not the most accepting of races.”

Twilight wanted to argue how they had changed, but she thought back to how they had treated Zecora, how they had treated the dragons. They had changed since, but even now ponies were resentful towards changelings.
“You could have tried.”

Chrysalis let out a snarl, “I did try. I tried everything to keep my subjects safe, and all you ponies have done is cause more heartache and pain for me. Peace is over now, and its time to show the ponies what happens if I do aim to kill them.”

Twilight went to scream, to ask her what she meant by this, but her Queen ordered her to be silent, and she stopped dead on the spot.
“Now, how’s about we deal with that rival of yours?” She said, once more breaking off into a dark chuckle.

Author's Note

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