Oviposition

Thorax wasn’t like the other changelings. He’s had reservations ever since Canterlot, and to see how brutal things had gotten since they gained the ability to feed on fear and other things filled him with despair. He had to get out.

But rebelling wasn’t so easy when Chrysalis could see inside his head. He could hide his innermost thoughts, but actually taking action would give him away for certain. Instead, he shifted away his hive mind connection, knowing that he wasn’t important enough to have his absence noticed for some time. Having come from a particularly weak batch, only him and his brother Pharynx had survived, so he was the only one that might be keeping tabs on him. If he was, he’d probably know what Thorax was up to, but Thorax had to hope he’d care enough to not take action.

Just leaving wasn’t enough. He wanted to take something from them, and he knew just what would prove his loyalty to Equestria when he went to them with this information. He headed to where Cadance was being held prisoner. It wasn’t currently her normal position in the egg chamber, as she’d been taken to another room to use as a dart board, or more a javelin board, during a party later. That meant he could swipe her without drawing attention.

“Do you love me Mommy?” Skeeter was asking Cadance as Thorax entered the room where the two of them were alone. It would have been cute if Skeeter hadn’t been asking as a way to torment her.

“As much as I can,” Cadance whimpered. “I’m sorry for what I did to you…”

“You should be,” Skeeter nodded with a smile. “Cause I hate you lots. Better-Mommy says it’s my life mission!”

Most changelings would have found her sadness at that delicious, but Thorax didn’t. He didn’t even realize how hilarious it was that her own child would torture her forever.

Currently Cadance was suspended to one wall with gobs of hardened slime, spread eagle, her limbs grown back for just such an occasion. Skeeter was busy painting a target symbol center around her womb with extra point marks for her pussy and breasts.

Being the whiny little bitch that he was, Thorax didn’t want to actually kill anyone, so he picked up a rock in his magic and cracked Skeeter over the horn with it. He squeaked, knocked hard enough that even Thorax’s weak magic was able to put him to sleep as the paint spilled to the floor.

“W-what?” Cadance blinked, taking a moment for her broken mind to realize what was happening. “N-no… leave me to suffer, I deserve eternal torment for what I did to my children. I helped Shining rape Flurry and we didn’t rape her enough growing up. And I don’t know how far away the link works… If you take me away now, I might not suffer the current brutal raping that Shining and Breeder are getting either.”

“Are you even listening to yourself?” Thorax shook his head, his deformed mind unable to recognize her perfect logic as to why she was a terrible parent. “I’m getting you out of here, I’m sure Celestia will have a way to break this spell on you. Then she’ll totally put out for me, and let me fill her full of eggs. Her slut sister too.” At least he had one bit of normal changeling logic in him.

“I am listening to myself,” Cadance moaned. “It’s making me wet. Please hurt me more, horn-fuck me and shoot your laser to melt my organs! Skeeter promised that’s what we’d do at the party!”

“I’m so sorry we’ve done this to you,” Thorax shook his head, tearing up as his own stupidity reached critical mass. “But I’m going to rescue you!”

“Yer gonna what now?” Applebloom’s voice came from behind him. Her accent was unmistakable beneath the chitter of her new voice.

“Bloom!” Thorax turned to look at her, and immediately tried to undo her reformation by feeding her evil lies. “You have to realize what’s going on! Come on, help me take her back. Once Equestrians have the information they need to target the throne, we can even save your friend Twilight, and you won’t have to slaughter your own family and friends! Please, turn off your hive connection and come with me quickly.”

Applebloom blinked at his insanity; he may as well have been spouting word salad. Clearly he was an inferior specimen and should be eliminated, but she may as well have some fun with it.

“Yeah,” sighed Applebloom. “Ah… am still a pony deep inside, and was really waiting for an opportunity like this.”

Applebloom’s eyes met Cadance’s. Cadance knew exactly what was going on, but wouldn’t dare get in the way. In fact, she played alone.

“Oh um, yes,” Cadance gagged out the words. “I don’t know what I was thanking, please take me home so we can make babies. I bet Celestia and Luna will want to make foals with you too.”

“Seriously?” Thorax grinned widely back at Cadance, believing easily. “Fuckin’ score! Yeah, let’s go. Once you’re healed up, I’ll put grubs in you and your other princess friends. I’m sure they won’t mind such a reasonable request.”

“Wow you really are…” Applebloom started, the corrected herself. “Highly intelligent. So um… are there any more we should be savin?”

“This is all we have time for now,” Thorax said. “Come and help me pull Cadance from this wall.”

“Whoa now,” Applebloom stopped him before he magically melted the goo. “That there is um… changeling shit 2.0, so it’ll set off an alarm if you just melt or break it. We’ll have to break her limbs off again instead.”

“Oh, um, okay,” Thorax nodded, buying it like a filly at Molestia’s candy wagon. “That’s too bad.”

“Yes rape me with my severed limbs!” Cadance squealed, then backtracked again when she realized what she said. “I mean, um, oh please, whatever you have to do to save me from my.. undeserved torment.” She almost vomited at saying such a disgusting lie.

“Just snap ‘em off at the knees, that’ll be easiest,” Applebloom said. “No time to waste right? So um… you do got spies right? Like other rebels that are stayin’ in here to provide info after you leave?”

Applebloom buzzed up to Cadance, giving her a look of warning lest she think about ceasing to go along with the ruse, then grasping one of her front legs around the knee. Cadance bit her lip, trying to stifle the moan as Applebloom twisted it. It wasn’t that the alicorn liked the agony that tore through her as the bone shattered, but she’d learned to get off on how much she deserved to suffer even while remaining miserable. It was a pretty amazing balance that they rarely achieved in a mind break, which was why she’d become popular as a party favor.

“Unfortunately not,” Thorax said, trying to twist at Cadance’s hind knee and straining. He was so weak from refusing to feed on fear and agony that he could barely budge it. “There only other one is a grub I rescued from being raped to death after hatching, Ocellus, that I hid outside to keep safe. We can pick her up on the way out.”

“Uh, how old is she?” Applebloom asked, creeped out by the idea of a virgin grub. She effortlessly cracked off the first knee and started on the second, only not snapping it instantly so she could enjoy twisting it. “She’s seriously never had sex even once?” She wanted to retain her own virginity? What a sickeningly perverse kink.

“No, I saved her,” Thorax said. “She’s a week old. One day I hope the barbaric practice of raping our newborns will end.”

Applebloom almost lost her composure, sick at the idea of not only allowing a weak grub to live, but even refusing to let her have sex? She could have died for the glory of the hive by pleasuring her stronger siblings with her body and corpse, but he’d taken that from her. Bloom managed to hold in her vomit and snapped the second leg, moving on to the third.

Cadance’s pussy was bubbling viscous cunt slime in arousal at having her limbs broken off, unable to keep from undulating her hips. Once Applebloom finished with the third, she pushed Thorax away so she could do the fourth for him. This proved to her more than ever how sadism was superior to wicked pony morality.

“What about yer hive mates?” Applebloom asked. Despite how many of them there were, most changelings knew every batch. “Didn’t only one other survive?”

“Oh, Pharynx?” Thorax sighed. “I tried to convert him, but he wouldn’t come. Still, he’s been decent enough not to tell on me.”

“Oh uh, that’s good,” Applebloom noted that he’d need to die too. They had to purge such inferior stock for their own well-being.

There was no more information to be gained it seemed, so Applebloom forwarded what was going on to the rest of the Hive. Chrysalis and Twilight of course took careful note, especially since Twilight had been waiting on a changeling to mess up enough to deserve the new murder method she wanted to try. Applebloom had regretted not giving Twilight the pleasure of being the first victim of the new punishment, but maybe she could make up for it by giving her a few others.

“We’ll head out through the throne room,” Applebloom said as she hefted Cadance onto Thorax’s back to make him carry her.

“Um, yes, save me my valiant knight, or something,” Cadance drooled on his head and ground her pussy against his flank. “If you save Shining later, you can be my valiant knight in Shining Armor.”

“You know Mom would eviscerate you on the spot fer that pun, right?” Applebloom peered at Cadance.

"Really?" asked Cadance hopefully. "I'll need to make it around her later then."

“Are you sure it’s empty?” asked Thorax.

“Oh yeah, totally,” Applebloom nodded. “Twilight and Chrysalis went outside to snack on some filly guides. And it’s the fastest way out so…”

“Okay,” Thorax nodded. “I trust you, that’s what ponies would do right? And filly guides? How terrible! Don’t worry, we’ll defeat Chrysalis and save your friend from her terrible brainwashing so she’ll never hurt another foal.”

“Uh, sure,” Applebloom nodded, barely keeping herself from suicide in frustration at his brutal stupidity. It literally hurt. Though honestly, she was a little upset about the filly guides. Why wasn’t she invited to help rape them to death? She hoped they wouldn’t all be dead when she got there. Maybe if they were busy with Thorax, she’d still get to murder one.

‘Oh ,don’t be like that,’ Chrysalis said through the hive mind. ‘I needed to talk to Twilight alone. Besides, I’m pleasantly surprised at your usefulness. If this goes well enough, I might reconsider giving you a reward that I originally neglected the idea of.’

Applebloom blushed that her dissatisfaction had shown through, but at least wanting to murder more children was the kind of dissatisfaction that was generally acceptable. Chrysalis was a just and fair ruler after all. Honestly she could be planning to execute Applebloom too, and the filly would still march Thorax to the throne room.

A few minutes later, they arrived at the throne room. There they found Chrysalis and Twilight waiting patiently for them, pieces of dead filly guides scattered about. It seemed that a few were left, but they were busy. One that they’d converted was brutally raping her friend up the asshole just behind them and not paying much attention to what else was going on.

“W-what?!” Thorax shrieked. “You said it was empty and we could escape through here!”

“I did say that, didn’t ah,” Applebloom giggled.

“Haven’t we done this bit before?” asked Chrysalis, stroking his shaft once more to let some foal heads clatter onto the floor.

“Yes, suffer together with me!” Cadance drooled more on Thorax, from both ends, leaving two wet spots as Chrysalis yanked her off. Her body shook in anticipation of being brutally tortured, but Chrysalis just dropped her onto the floor. Cadance sighed in disappointment that she wouldn’t get more of what she deserved immediately, and had to sate herself by jarring her limb stumps painfully against the floor.

“Sit,” Chrysalis commanded. “I’ll let you watch what happens to rebel scum like this before you return to your suffering.”

“It’s more than this worthless shit mother deserves,” Cadance nodded, but luckily still shivered at what was happening to Shining and Breeder downstairs.

“You’ll never get away with this!” cried Thorax. “Your reign of terror will be-”

“Fuck!” shrieked Twilight in abject terror. “Is THAT what I sounded like?”

“Sadly yes,” Chrysalis chuckled.

“I think you may have made the wrong decision letting me live,” Twilight shuddered.

“Ah already asked some of mah kids ta bring in Ocellus from outside,” said Applebloom. “Did you know she’s a week old and NEVER fucked? He wanted to wait til she was… mature enough.”

Chrysalis and Twilight’s muzzles hung open in disgust.

“Oh and of course his brother knew he was a risk,” said Applebloom. “And did nothing. Since they’re the only survivors of their batch, it’s probably because they’re inferior genes that need purged.”

“We’re not the only survivors from our batch!” Thorax shrieked. “You drowned most of them at the last Grand Chittering Gala because you thought their choice of formal clothing was tacky!” He pointed at Chrysalis accusingly, as if she had anything to be ashamed of.

“What was I supposed to do?” asked Chrysalis, appalled. “We needed a fresh corpse pit for the orgy and they were wearing PINK! It looked like Pinkie Pie took a shit in the Mirror Pool!”

“Don’t listen to him, Mother,” Twilight said. “You did the right thing. Rarity would have been proud.”

“I did do the right thing,” chuckled Chrysalis. “But I think your memories of your friend may be slightly inaccurate. Ah, but here they come.”

A moment after she spoke, the main doors flung open. At least Pharynx had accepted the justice of his fate, because he walked in by himself, carrying the terrified grub Ocellus with him. She was squirming and crying like a filly, a prime example of what happened when you allowed weak children to live.

Pharynx casually trotted around Toola, who was now choking her friend on her dick, and approached the others. He bowed low, but his glare was fixed on his brother who had just gotten him executed.

“I’m not sorry for what I did!” Thorax claimed as if he still thought he was a hero.

“No, you’re too stupid to be,” Pharynx growled, then looked at the others. “My Queen, my Princess, my humblest apologies for my failure. I am reporting for my execution.”

“We’re going to eat the two of you with our cocks!” squeaked Twilight, excited to try out the new method.

“Can’t say I’m not looking forward to that at least a little,” huffed Pharynx. “As long as he dies too I’m fine with it.” More than a little fine with it; he was rock hard.

“Well for now,” Twilight suggested. “Why don’t we have them give Ocellus a proper raping and snuffing while Toola finishes her friend.” Twilight turned to Toola. “Go ahead and murder that thing, Toola sweetie. We want the full use of the throne room for this.”

“I will never do that!” Thorax whined like a bitch.

“Oh for crying out loud!” Pharynx facehooved in frustration. They could feel his frustration over having a brother that didn’t even want to rape weak children to death for their own good.

Pharynx grabbed Thorax’s hoof in his magic, bringing it to smack Thorax in the face to knock some sense into him. With the weakling caught off guard, Pharynx forced his head down, doubling him over. Thorax was already rock hard from his delusions about getting to pound princess pussy, so his muzzle was rammed down onto his own cock until he gagged.

“Stop raping yourself!” teased Pharynx.

Before Thorax could resist with his own magic, Chrysalis sent a charge of magic into his head. Thorax gagged violently around his own cock and then screeched anew as his horn cracked, then burst into fragments. In an instant, Chrysalis deprived him of his telekinesis, making sure to seal off his changing ability as well.

“If he doesn’t want to help, you may force him,” Chrysalis ordered.

“Pharynx,” Thorax gagged as he finally got a breath. “Don’t you get it? She’s going to kill you too!”

“I live and DIE for the Hive!” Pharynx growled. “If you could say the same, we wouldn’t be in this mess!”

Toola was mostly avoiding the drama, having been given an order herself. She wasn’t much for thinking in her new state, but she did have her instinctive love of painting, so that’s what she went with.

She slammed the shivering Coconut belly-down, the filly too weak to even sob. She yanked her tail up, ramming her ovipositor into her already cum-dripping pussy, shivering as she pushed through to her womb, then went to work.

Coconut shrieked anew, hind legs spasming as Toola kept yanking on her tail. Using her teeth to tear at her lower back, Toola split open the flesh, yanking the lower end of her spine out by the roots. She cracked it away from her pelvis, twisting it until it broke off, then laughed happily as she waved it around, the bit of spine and tail making an adequate paintbrush, already covered in splattered red paint.

As she slung the thing around, there was no danger of her painting anything coherent, but at least she had the eagerness for it. Still, that wasn’t the only art she wanted. As she continued to pound her spasming pussy, she twisted her hind legs with her new magic. Weakened by the repeated use and strain on her shattered pelvis, they gave quickly, tearing off like tender chicken wings.

Toola yanked fee of her pussy, instead turning her severed legs around and aiming one for each hole. Coconut shrieked as her well-raped holes were used to impale her further, her hooves pushed as deep as they could go, ripping through her torn insides until they knocked the breath out of her by impacting her lungs.

Coconut shook her head as Toola straddled her chest, the whole time using her magic to thrust the severed legs into Coconuts holes. Transforming her hoof into a claw, she sliced open Coconut’s neck, resulting in a beautiful gargling sound before pushing her cock into the throat wound.

“Yes,” moaned Toola as she pushed her shaft through her neck, the bloody tip emerging from her convulsing muzzle. “Die for the Hive, insufferable cunt.”

It was wonderful to see the newly reformed Toola enjoying her prey. Coconut’s wicked body entered her death throes, and the last thing she ever saw was Toola’s twitching filly-cock blasting a load of spunk into the air that rained down upon her face.

“Good girl,” Chrysalis said. “Go ahead and drag your dead friend off and corpse-fuck her until I tell you to stop, and I won’t until she’s crawling with maggots so get ready for a marathon fuck session.”

“Yes, fuck with maggots!” Toola drooled as she happily dragged her dead friend out of the throne room.

“If she stops fucking it before I tell her,” Chrysalis called to the guards outside as Toola left. “Execute her however you want.”

“How can you treat ponies like this?” Thorax shook her head.

“Ah, yes, I almost forgot,” Chrysalis smirked. “I’m punishing the least competent rebel ever.”

“Please, it’s not my fault,” Ocellus begged like the inferior stock that she was, wickedly refusing the order to die for the pleasure of her Queen.

“Look at what you’ve done!” Twilight reprimanded Thorax. “This weakling grub has been given the impression that it’s not in her own best interest to die screaming!”

“It isn’t!” Thorax gasped between Pharynx ramming his throat, clearly beyond saving.

“Stop raping yourself!” Pharynx helpfully advised Thorax again.

“As amusing as this skit is,” smirked Chrysalis. “Please commence murder-raping the little one.”

“Ya sure ya don’t wanna eat me with yer cock too, right?,” Applebloom asked, stroking her shaft through a leg hole in anticipation. “After ah watch them die, preferably.”

“It’s fine, Applebloom,” Twilight smiled. “But thank you for offering.”

“Hm,” Chrysalis looked at Applebloom, tapping a hoof on her chin. She could tell the offer was sincere and it clearly impressed her.

“How fucking messed up are you?” Thorax screeched as Pharynx dragged him towards Ocellus. “No, I won’t hurt her!”

“You get her pussy, since you are one,” Pharynx informed him, grasping the squealing Ocellus in his magic and dragging her too. “Don’t you want that, faggot? I can’t believe I'm related to you. I really do deserve to die for not turning you in.”

Applebloom giggled, holding down Thorax, front legs wrapped around his forehead and hind legs around his neck as her magic held the rest of him. She grinded her ovipositor and pussy against the back of his head as she held his cock upward.

Pharynx pushed the screaming brat atop Thorax, pushing her down against his shaft. He glared at his brother in disgust as Thorax shook his head the best he could, apparently repulsed by the feel of Ocellus’s young pussy against his shaft. Even as her young lips were forced down upon his barbed dick, he shook his head frantically.

Ocellus’s screams were delightful as her week-old virginity was taken far later than it should have been, blood trickling down Thorax’s larger shaft as her belly bulged with his girth. Pharynx pushed against her rear entry once she was sliding down onto Thorax, forcing his way into her far more violently, making her scream rise in pitch.

Pharynx enjoyed it far more than Thorax, shivering at the tight clench of ass over his shaft and licking her sweet tears off her face. Ocellus sobbed bitterly rather than welcoming the agony as she should have, legs kicking wildly as she flailed. Pharynx grinned widely at her antics, straddling Thorax himself and forcing Ocellus up and down on both their rods together as her tiny body bloated grotesquely.

Applebloom lapped at Thorax’s tears as well, then wound her ovipositor around to his muzzle. Despite the incredible mercy she showed by giving him a foal-dick to suck, he turned his head away.

“What?” Applebloom growled. “Mah dick not good enough fer ya?”

“It’s not that!” Thorax cried. “You’re too young to be doing this, even if you want to.”

“Oh my great morphic gods,” Chrysalis gasped, so disgusted at a changeling that didn’t want to fuck every child he saw that she turned and vomited immediately.

Cadance had been deposited next to her, so got projectile vomit splattered onto her. The broken bitch didn’t flinch, instead simply opening her muzzle to catch as much of it as she could. When it was done, she rolled over, crawling closer with the severed nubs of her torn limbs. She propped herself up, nuzzling at Chrysalis’ cock.

“Don’t fret, my Queen,” panted Cadance, lapping eagerly at the ovipositor. “The wicked traitor that tried to steal me will be dead soon, and you can continue with your plan to rape and pillage my former empire.”

“So delightfully broken,” Chrysalis smirked, patting Cadance’s head.

“She’s gone from an evil thot to an example for all victims to follow,” agreed Twilight as Cadance slurped Twilight’s ovipositor into her muzzle as well. Using their toys throat while they watched made it more bearable. "Justice has prevailed!"

When Thorax denied her offer, Applebloom crawled up onto his chest instead. She yanked Ocellus’s head down, pushing her screaming muzzle to her ovipositor instead. As she did, she yanked Thorax’s head towards her with her magic, forcing his tongue out to lap at her nethers while she had a go at Ocellus’s throat.

Ocellus spasmed violently as her wicked holes were purified with barbed changeling shafts, tunnels raked by needle-like spines. Pharynx shivered in delight at the clench of her bleeding asshole, but Thorax continued to sob like a bitch even as her pussy undulated delightfully around his shaft.

Pushing deeper, Thorax was forced through her cervix and up into her womb. It slammed into the back several times before being forced up into her gut, joining Pharynx's shaft as it burst through her intestines, bloody cocks rubbing together inside the bloated mess of a grub.

Applebloom pushed deep into her throat at the same time, ripping out her stomach, and soon all three shafts were rubbing together inside her body as it discolored from the internal bleeding. Ocellus’s eyes rolled back as she pissed herself in agony, warm greenish urine trickling over Thorax’s shaft.

While Thorax still refused to enjoy the moment, Pharynx leaned down and lapped at the grub’s piss, yanking her harder back and forth, down onto the two cocks and then back up to impale her throat deeper onto Applebloom’s shaft.

Applebloom liked that idea, so relieved herself onto Thorax’s face as well, giggling at how he gargled and tried to spit it up rather than swallowing it down like a normal changeling would. Still, his efforts sent shivers of pleasure up through her pussy even as he resisted.

Afterward though, Applebloom moved from his face and to the side, wanting to let him see the terrified look in Ocellus’s eyes since he stubbornly refused to feed on her despair.

“I’m sorry,” Thorax told her, then looked at Chrysalis. “Please, at least execute me without making me kill her, I’ve never killed anyone, not even during my hatching!”

“Disgusting,” sighed Twilight. “You know, maybe I can develop a spell to cast after a hatching to identify any that haven’t participated in the murder or at least corpse-fucking of their weaker siblings. We could avoid this sort of bizarre defect in the future.”

“That’s not a bad idea, just to be safe,” nodded Chrysalis.

“Anyway,” said Twilight. “You boys, go ahead and kill the brat. My cock is hungry for traitors!”

“Yes, my Princess,” Pharynx panted. “At least my retarded brother won’t die without feeling a child’s death throes through her pussy.”

“I don’t want to feel that!” shrieked Thorax.

Thorax may not have wanted it, but his cock did, throbbing violently inside the grub’s snatch. Even feeling the glorious convulsions of her agony around him though, he refused to lengthen his shaft to help impale her.

That was fine for Pharynx, who lengthened his own into a spike, ramming it up through her body. She twitched violently as he speared her through. Her body twitched violently and she let out one last piercing wail before her lungs were popped. His shaft split inside her, branching out like thorns, exiting her at over a dozen points between her chest and neck, the finally one ramming right up into her brain.

Thorax’s dick betrayed how he really felt, unable to keep from cumming as he felt her convulsions around him. He pumped her womb full even as she emptied her bladder onto his belly, reaching a single hoof for him as the life left her worthless eyes forever.

When Pharynx went off, it was more like a fountain, pouring out of her body from every gaping wound, but he focused the main blast to her head, where she vomited it all over Thorax’s face. Thorax sputtered in disgust even as he kept creaming hard inside her fresh corpse, while Applebloom more reasonably opened her muzzle wide to catch some of the bloody spunk.

As Pharynx withdrew his shaft, he tossed Ocellus’s used up corpse onto the ground next to them. Chrysalis horn glowed though, shocking her with magic until she twitched into motion again, convulsing violently as she was re-awoken to the agony that had just killed her.

“I’ll keep this one animate so that Applebloom will have something to play with while she watches us,” Chrysalis said. “Cadance, go play with Bloom and the grub.”

“Aw, that’s so sweet,” smiled Twilight.

“Thanks, yer Majesty!” Bloom smiled as well, climbing away from Thorax and grinning at Ocellus. The little one whimpered as Chrysalis tossed Cadance to land next to them.

“Why don’t you eat Thorax first, Twilight my love-slave,” Chrysalis said. “Take him head first so his brother can rape him on the way in.”

“No!” Thorax was still determined to escape even if his magic was easily disabled by the Queen. Pharynx rolled his eyes and dragged him towards Twilight.

“Does this mean I’ll be executed by the Queen herself?” Pharynx asked hopefully. “What an honor! Thank you!”

“You’re welcome, dear,” Chrysalis smirked. “It’s the least I could do. I think you were more just brutally stupid than evil like Thorax.”

“Mm, come my prey, become my cum,” Twilight licked her lips as she flopped her throbbing ovipositor to Thorax’s face.

At first, she warmed up a bit by shoving it down his filthy throat to shut up his begging. He glugged on it as his neck stretched out and his brother moved up behind him. As he mounted up his squirming brother, he split his shaft into two. While Thorax identified male, his true form had both bits like all changelings, so Pharynx pressed one to his pussy and the other to his asshole.

“I really do love raping you,” purred Pharynx. “You’re the only one of our siblings that it was even possible to rape, such a weirdo.”

“You should have informed us as soon as you identified his deviant behavior,” scoffed Chrysalis, but all the same came up behind Pharynx as well. “Here, get a load from the dick that will end your life.”

Pharynx looked starry eyed as Chrysalis did the same to him. He spread his legs eagerly as he felt twin ovipositors pushed into both his rear entries, shivering as he was filled by the most desired cocks in the Hive. while any other creature would have cried out in pain when they stuck their dick into a natural changeling cunt, Pharynx and Chrysalis both moaned at the feeling of needle-like barbs raking over their equally-barbed shafts as they forced their way in.

Twilight purred as they pounded Thorax hard from behind, thrusting together to increase the impacts. His body shuddered at the thrust, twitching in pain despite his body being made for this. Twilight leaned forward, slowly licking the tears from his face as he sobbed, the extracted her dick from his throat, instead expanding the urethra in front of him.

“Please don’t…” Thorax’s last words were just as pathetic as he was.

“Shhh,” Twilight comforted the changeling by habit, even if her goal was his execution. “Don’t be like that. I’m giving you a way to serve the Hive one last time through your death. Your purpose is now providing my cock with undiscovered pleasure, churned into royal cum. What better purpose is there for an undeserving traitor?”

Before he could respond, Twilight clasped his muzzle shut with her magic and pushed her urethra over his muzzle. His eyes widened as the slick interior slid over his muzzle, but Twilight took it slow to give them both plenty of time to enjoy his fate.

She held his head tightly, not letting the pummeling thrusts from behind push him into her too quickly. His flailed his hooves, trying to struggle away, whimpering like a filly guide in a pit full of rapist spiders. Twilight shivered, thrusting her hips slowly and feeling herself stretch over his face, up to his horn stump.

Twilight had plenty of changelings crawl up into her pussy, sometimes one that were Thorax’s size, but this felt so much better. Even though she kept her body elastic, she did nothing to widen the cock hole, giving herself a delightful stretch as she’d never felt before. It was magnified as she forced herself hard with another thrust and his jagged horn stump pushed inside, edge dragging along the inner surface.

Thorax tried to use that to his advantage, whipping his head about to slice into her sensitive inner flesh with his horn despite the agony pressure on it caused. That only made her moan as she pushed down over his neck. His sobbing was muffled now with her flesh, but he still wasn’t limp, struggling more the deeper he went.

“Yes, brother,” moaned Pharynx, lapping at the tightly stretched flesh as it snapped over his brother’s neck. “Your holes are clenching more than ever, and I don’t think I’ve ever felt such sincere fear and regret from a changeling. I’m so glad I get to be here when you die.”

“I really owe you,” panted Twilight as she strained, pressing hard until she popped over his shoulders. “I was really looking forward to doing this to Applebloom, but she did so well that I couldn’t justify it. Thank you so much for being a worthless traitor and giving me this opportunity with one of my own.”

Thorax continued his pathetic begging, but now his voice was muffled completely. Twilight purred, pushing his front legs against his body with her magic as it slid down over his shoulders, warmly feeling over every spine and ridge, the jagged edges of his legs dragging against her every bit as nicely as his horn.

Twilight purred, leaning forward to feel over Thorax’s body. She slid a hoof beneath him, pushing his shaft into one of her leg holes as his brother continued ramming him from behind. His cock was still wet with the infant's pussy juice and piss that he couldn’t appreciate.

She kissed Pharynx as Chrysalis lapped her long tongue along his head frill. He rolled his eyes back in utter bliss as he shivered, shafts throbbing inside his brother as both of his own holes massaged eagerly at his Queens pleasure poles. Pharynx had never ranked highly enough to be one of the hundred or so drones that Chrysalis fucked each day, so this was a slice of pure Heaven for him.

Getting to feel the Queen’s cock inside him was well-worth death to an underachieving changeling like him. He probably would have agreed to die for it even without having committed a heinous crime. Since Twilight got dicked by Chrysalis all the time, she sometimes forgot what an honor it was.

Thorax had given up begging and was only sobbing within now, his tears only lubricating his passage more. Twilight had never felt the convulsions of a sobbing body like she did now and it was amazing. . Though his abject horror in the face of his death shamed him as a changeling, it was still delicious for Twilight, and she began to tug and pull at him, thrusting him into her cock and inching deeper with each thrust. Whoever knew getting her cockhole fucked by a whole changeling would feel so good?

His body betraying him once again, Thorax came hard as Twilight stroked his shaft. His holes clenched and Pharynx rolled back his eyes but held off his own orgasm. Chrysalis made no such effort though, pumping a load into both of Pharynx’s holes, shivering as her wings buzzed behind her before continuing to pack it in, barely stopping in her thrusting after filling him.

“While I’d never waste my real fertility on you,” Chrysalis panted. “I admit your holes are quite nice.”

“You honor me, Queen,” Pharynx squeaked as he continued to hold his own in, wanting to plow his brother as long as possible and delighting in increasing his agony.

Twilight pushed Thorax’s cock into her own as he sank deeper. His hind legs flailed wildly around Pharynx’ hips as his brother nailed him all the harder. Pharynx laughed at his brother’s antics, but couldn’t hold any longer as his belly smacked against Twilight’s flesh, now fucking her dick as much as he was his brother. Her clenched his teeth, blasting a load into Thorax’s taunt ass and convulsing pussy. The fact that this was his brother's execution sent him over the edge even harder, and Twilight could feel Thorax's gut swell with his brother's sperm inside her.

“That’s it, die worthless brother!” As Thorax was sucked in further, Pharynx kept fucking the hole, sliding his dick between Thorax’s flailing legs as he sank in past the hips.

“Oh he will die,” purred Twilight. “I imagine it will be excruciating, but you’ll get to confirm it yourself when it happens to you.”

“Yes!” panted Pharynx. “I’ll savor every moment knowing he went through the same!”

Thorax wailed again as his head popped out of her prolonged shaft and into her sack. Once past his hind legs, he slid freely as Twilight pulled her shaft away from Pharynx and tilted it upwards. She stroked herself, moaning and shivering as he deposited himself in the magical stomach that she’d converted her balls into.

Twilight cast an x-ray spell, letting the others see Thorax as her curled up in a fetal position, sobbing bitterly. He screeched as he felt the first sting of her digestion, ball flesh stretching with his struggles as he flailed as much as he could.

“Yes, good,” Pharynx panted, then said loud enough for Thorax to hear. “Die sobbing like an infant pony, just like you deserve!”

“Churn him into royal jelly, love,” smirked Chrysalis.

“Does that mean what I think it does?” asked Twilight hopefully.

“We’ll see,” chuckled Chrysalis.

As Thorax tested the new execution method for them, Applebloom did as she was told, dragging Ocellus to Cadance. Cadance looked at Ocellus and forced a smile, but they knew better. Despite her now consistent obedience, inside she was broken and in torment, wanting to cry but too far gone to do so. On top of that, her body shivered violently from the agony of whatever torment her husband and lesser daughter were going through. Despite her constant begging for her deserved torment, she didn’t enjoy it any more than before.

“No, I died!” Ocellus squeaked. “Why am I not dead still!... help me!”

This adorable yet clearly evil grub reached out for Cadance as if for help, even as Applebloom pinned her onto the floor. She forced her legs apart, pressing her ovipositor into the hole that Thorax had the nerve not to enjoy earlier, panting at the now-familiar feeling of young pussy around her dick.

“You heard her, Candy,” panted Applebloom. “Come ‘help’.”

“Y-yes, of course,” Cadance nodded, not hesitating as she worked her way closer on her nubs. She’d never been asked to harm a changeling, and she couldn’t deny the idea appealed to her, like a proxy to torture for all her own suffering.

Cadance forced herself to move through the agony constantly coursing through her, picking up Ocellus by the head in her teeth. Every movement was forcing herself through unendurable torment, so she yanked the sobbing child upwards before lowering a stump down to her bottom, pressing it against the already stretched and bleeding hole.

“Oh that’s right, you don’t have a cock,” Applebloom smirked at Cadance. “I almost fergot mares of inferior races don’t have those.”

Cadance only nodded, having finally accepted herself as being inferior. A few tears trickled from Cadance as she lapped the tears from Ocellus’s face, but only because she knew they liked her to cry. Applebloom yanked the brat up and down as she did so, double-impaling her on Bloom’s shaft and Cadance’s raw stump, agitating the wound in the process.

“Please,” Ocellus continued to beg. “I don’t even know what I did wrong!”

“You lived when you shouldn’t have,” Applebloom explained since she was too stupid to realize the obvious. “If you didn’t wanna die like this, you shoulda died like that. Ah can’t believe you’d choose this over the hotness of being fucked to death by yer newborn siblings, personally. Don’t ya agree, Cadance.”

“Y-yes,” said Cadance, cringing at the warmth clenching around her hoof. “Death would be undeserved mercy over what I have now, this disgrace to the master race doesn’t know how lucky she is.”

“See?” smirked Applebloom, seeing Cadance finally understood. “This is so much easier when ya embrace yer eternal torment.”

Applebloom turned to watch the other show, casually continuing to rape the younger foal as she did so. She sighed, thinking about how lucky she was to be granted a life where rape and snuff were a normal part of her day.

Meanwhile, Twilight stroked her newly filled sack, purring as she watched Thorax squirm helplessly inside.

“That’s it,” she sighed happily as she felt the blissful stretch from within. “I could churn you into cum quickly, but I’m going to take it slow to watch you suffer.”

“That did look fun,” Chrysalis grinned, yanking her shafts free of Pharynx’s entries before winding them together and shifting them back into one. “Are you ready to die as well, traitor?”

“Yes, gladly my Queen,” panted Pharynx. “But if I can have one last request, may I go hind legs first so that I can watch my brother suffer and die as I go down.”

“Of course,” said Chrysalis benevolently. “I’m no monster.”

Chrysalis yanked his bottom up by the tail, sliding one hoof beneath him to stroke his still-twinned shaft with one leg, using a different hole for each rod. She lifted his hind hooves with her magic, holding them together and bringing them to her cock tip.

“So lucky,” panted Pharynx. “To be personally murdered by the goddess that created my kind.”

“I’m starting to think he didn’t turn in Thorax on purpose,” smirked Twilight. “I think this one just has a snuff fetish.”

“He could have just asked,” Chrysalis laughed, but then added more seriously. “You, though, defective stock, will cease referring to it as ‘my kind’”

“Yes my Queen,” Pharynx moaned as he felt her tip stretch its hole open around his hind hooves. “I am a disappointment and want to die like one. Should I struggle and cry for you?”

“If you would, please,” grinned Chrysalis at her accommodating victim.

Thorax was struggling and crying on his own. Twilight’s dick was pulling in enough oxygen to keep him alive and screaming within. His skin was visibly rubbing off, showing bare chitin beneath the surface as it slowly dissolved. It would take a long time to burn through and spill out his guts. He continually tried to push his own head under the surface of the gathering acid is in sack, but she kept his head above with her magic as she slowly stroked herself.

Pharynx moaned, reaching a hoof to feel of Twilight’s sack once more before he felt himself tugged backwards, hooves sinking into Chrysalis’ shaft as it stretched to make room for him. Despite his willingness, he squirmed for his queen’s pleasure, trying to kick his hind legs even though he knew the grip was too tight to pull them free. As her flesh moved up over his knees, he made himself sob.

It was impossible for him to twist his inner emotions into real fear so it wasn’t fooling anyone, but what they did get from him was a feast of love for his betters, which was strangely tasty coming from any creature in the process of being murdered. It tasted different from normal love, as if it were a bit spicy to the senses, and all three dominant changelings in the room drew it in eagerly.

Chrysalis slid her hooves from Pharynx’ shafts and slid over his body as her shaft moved up to his knees and further. He reached his own hooves back, but instead of stroking himself, he pushed beneath her swelling ball sack and rubbed both his hooves against her soggy pussy, tweaking her clit with a sharp corner even as he sobbed for her.

Despite his pretend struggles, Chrysalis had to hold him firmly to keep him from worming his way in more quickly than she wanted, instead savoring the moment as the shape of his hips bulged out her shaft. She pushed her head beneath him, giving each of his cocks one finally slurp as they began to be tugged into her own.

The whole time, Pharynx was gorging himself on his brother’s agony with them, the intake of energy sending an extra shiver through Chryaslis’ shaft and effectively giving her a double dose of it. It was hard to believe this former pony that she hated so much had shown her such a unique new pleasure; perhaps there was more merit to letting her live than she previous considered. What other interesting ways of murder would Twilight devise?

Thorax weakened within Twilight’s balls, his kicks growing softer. He let out another wail as the acid burned at his most fragile bits, eating out his pussy and already working down his shaft. Finally the tender belly gave and his guts began to spill out into the acid, staining it red. He screamed until he gagged, filled with such an un-changeling-like fear of death. It was delightful and pathetic at the same time.

“Yes, it’s finally happening,” Pharynx groaned as the cock slid up over hips and around his midsection. “Watching my brother die in agony as I’m murdered by the Queen! This is my greatest fantasy come true!”

As the shaft tip came up to his shoulders, he couldn’t reach her goods anymore, so pushed his front legs out straight. He’d forgotten to keep struggling in his bliss, instead pushing against the ground with the hooves to shove himself faster. Chrysalis smirked and help him with her magic to keep it slow.

As it slid over his head, Pharynx pulled his front legs apart to hold the tip open, still watching his brother’s suffering even as his own hind legs dropped into Chrysalis’ swelling sack. As he watched, Thorax shivered in his death throes as more of his guts spilled free, now soaking in a soup of his own organs. He vomited a stream of gore as his eyes rolled back, body jerking to a stop as his worthless life ended.

“Yes, die!” Pharynx squealed happily just as the tip was covering his front hooves. “Just like I will!”

“How can someone be so worthless and loyal at the same time?” panted Chrysalis as she tipped her shaft upwards, allowing him to slide the rest of the way into her sack.

“Yes, make them suffer and die,” groaned Cadance as she rammed her leg harder, clenching her teeth at the pain of burning changeling fluids against her wound.

“Now dear,” Chrysalis looked back at Cadance. “You’re enjoying watching because they deserve it, not because they’re changelings, yes?”

“Oh no,” Cadance said. “I only like seeing their suffering because they’re changelings! Please make sure to torture me for it soon! Torture my worthless husband and lesser daughter for it too!”

She didn’t actually feel that way about Thorax, and they could all tell, but her completely rational desire to get the torment she deserved caused her to lie in an effort to make her later punishment worse. Cadance used to try to avoid extra agony, but she’d slowly began to come up with reasons for them to give her more as she realized how justified it was. The best part was that she still sincerely found her torment horrifying, unlike a transformed changeling would, but still wanted more. So cute.

“You’ve gone from the most stubborn to the most broken pony I've ever seen,” Chrysalis grinned, then rubbed her hooves over her bulging sack as she used another x-ray spell to make sure Pharynx could see out and they could see in. “Watch your brother’s corpse simmer as you die, traitor. Soon you’ll be converted into something far more useful.”

Unlike Thorax, Pharynx wasn’t struggling inside. He looked over at his brother’s corpse still coming apart in Twilight’s sack, stroking himself off with the holes in one hoof as he rubbed the digestive fluid over his body with the other hoof. He took deep breaths of the stench of the acid, rolling his eyes back as he felt it burn into him.

The thought of being churned up in his goddess’s balls was too much and he came quickly. Both his cocks came apart from the pressure, having already soaked in acid as he rubbed them, exploding in gore as he arched his back. He moved the hoof back to rub at his pussy then instead, also holding it over the remaining soft area in an effort to keep from coming apart as soon as his brother did.

His whole body relaxed as he rubbed at himself, his expression one of complete content, completely at peace with his fate even as torment wrecked his whole nervous system. As his guts finally spilled into the soup in which he soaked, he felt one hoof against his chest, catching the moment his own heart fluttered to a stop and dying with a huge grin on his face, his last emotion ever his intense love for his queen.

“Aw, that was adorable,” cooed Twilight. “I have to admit, that was even more delicious that Thorax’s abject terror.”

“It was indeed,” smiled Chrysalis as she patted her churning balls. “Let’s grind them down though, because I think we owe somepony a special reward for bringing these heinous criminals to justice.”