Oviposition

Twilight stood at the door to Applejack’s house in her foal form Suckmint, Ginger next to her as they offered their cookies. Applejack had just opened the door, so Twilight got to admire the partial changes.

Much of her fur had fallen out, chitin slowly spreading over her flesh, though her internals weren’t yet seriously altered. The pony didn’t seem to have noticed due to Applebloom’s influence and Chrysalis’s mental prodding, but Ginger certainly did.

“W-what happened to you Miss Applejack?” Ginger asked, eyes wide. “Were you in an accident?”

“Shh, Ginger,” Suckmint twacked her on the head with a hoof and Ginger squealed. “You shouldn’t make fun of ponies just cause yer jealous of how sexy they’re becoming!”

“What?” Applejack didn’t seem to understand, tilting her head. She also had other things on her mind, actively salivating as she looked down at the fillies. But damn it she couldn’t see their tight little pussies from here!

“I’m sorry!?” Ginger squeaked and covered her head.

“Ignore her, she’s a little bitch,” Suckmint said. “You gonna buy some cookies or what, slut?”

“Wow yer… well-adjusted,” Applejack decided.

“It’s cause I was raped the moment I was born,” lied Suckmint. She only wished.

“Oh really?” Applejack nodded. “Well that’s nice… ya know in hindsight, I’d probably be a lot more well adjusted if ah was raped as soon as ah was born instead of later on, mayhaps impregnated too. It’d really set me up to do tha right thing fer the glory of the pony hive.”

“Uh…” Ginger seemed unsure of the conversation for some reason. She was probably just stupid.

“Don’t mind this retarded cunt,” Suckmint assured Applejack, then added. “She’s never had sex… not even once, so it’s made her a bit slow.”

“W-why are you being mean all the sudden?” Ginger started to tear up.

“Yeah, that makes sense,” Applejack nodded.

“A-anyway,” Ginger continued to sniffle, but decided to move on to get away from the weird pony that thought this made sense. “So uh… the Filly Guides have had some trouble recently, cause a lot of our members went missing over the last few months, and then there’s the half-dozen that suddenly decided to um… kill one of our guide leaders and then flee. Bottom line is, we’re pretty desperate for money, so please buy some cookies.”

“The leader that died was raped to death,” expounded Suckmint. “What a way to go, right? He was raped by fillies until he died from dehydration! I can’t believe they didn’t put ‘Worth it!’ on his tombstone!”

“Wow,” agreed Applejack. “Ah guess kids these days do know how ta work hard after all.”

“Y-you know what?” Ginger decided. “I… have a stomach ache, I think I should go home and…”

“Ah’ll buy all yer cookies!” Applejack said. “And yer next two shipments.”

“R-really?!” Ginger’s eyes lit up as if forgetting about how normal everyone was being. “Wow we’d get SO many ribbons for that!”

“Ribbons are stupid,” Suckmint rolled her eyes. “I blew like 50 stallions in the market only to find out they don’t have a ribbon for that!” She definitely needed to re-organize the guides when I could.

“Aw that’s a shame…” Applejack nodded. That was hot, though she was more interested in the clueless one that’d never had sex. “Anyway, ah might buy em all. It’s just you’ll uh… have ta help me with some stuff first, if that’s okay.”

Well this was going well. Applebloom had done her job splendidly. Twilight hadn’t even prodded Applejack’s mind yet and she had already decided to invite the two blank-flanks in to rape them silly. It was really heart-warming to see such a wicked pony being reformed.

“Uh, should we?” Ginger whispered to Suckmint. “You’re being mean, but she seems creepy like she might not let us leave.”

“Nah, it’ll be fine,” Suckmint assured her. “Don’t make me go back and tell the new guide leader that you passed up on this. I hear they take away ALL your ribbons for that.”

“NOT MY RIBBONS!” Ginger panicked and scrambled after Applejack. There were some things that were worth the possibility of a brutal death, and AJ had to admit it was heartwarming to see her want to please her hive, even if it was an inferior one..

Applejack wasn’t sure where to lead them at first, then trotted to the apple cellar door. Opening it up, she smiled at them as she allowed them to go in first, then slipped in behind them and locked the door.

As she headed down with them, Applejack noticed a few alterations to the apple cellar. Namely, several shelves had been emptied of apples and replaced with piles of sticky green slime, similar to what Applebloom had made for her breakfast. It smelled delicious, way better than apples. In fact, the apples still in the cellar stank, maybe they had gone bad. She also whiffed a faint scent of filly cum, and supposed Applebloom had fucked her friends down here too.

“A-are we gonna clean up that slime?” Ginger asked quietly, looking around and trying to figure out what AJ needed help with.

“That slime?” Applejack blinked. “Why would we clean up that? Nah, ah got some other slime fer ya to clean up, with yer tongue if ya don’t mind.”

“W-what?” Ginger stammered stupidly as Applejack flopped onto her back and rolled over, spreading her hind legs towards the fillies.

“It’s an uh… magical ailment where ah won’t stop producing slime,” explained Applejack. “Until a filly licks me. Yeah, that’s it.”

“O-oh… okay.” Ginger gulped but nodded, slowly inching forward.

As the fillies approached, Applejack pondered what she should do about Suckmint. While she was more well adjusted, she was also a crazy hornhead and might cause more trouble than the earth pony. Maybe Applejack should kill her quick-like before the little unicorn got a craving for grinded earth pony hooves.

But it turned out to be unnecessary. The other filly first grabbed Ginger on the back of the head with her magic, shoving her face more quickly against Applejack’s slit, causing the mare to shiver at the feeling of blank-flank breath against her. Still holding the squirming Ginger with her magic, Suckmint walked up onto Applejack’s chest like she already owned it, turning her bottom around and seating it on Applejack’s face.

“Oh no, this is so damaging to my inferior pony brain!’ Suckmint gave a token effort not to consent. A very token effort, but Applejack appreciated the effort nonetheless.

“Mmmph!” Ginger gagged as if Applejack’s pussy was the worst thing she ever tasted, which was annoying. Applejack wrapped her hind-legs around Ginger’s head to hold her closer, shivering at the foal’s sputtering against her pussy and slowly grinding her hips against her face. It felt amazing, and AJ started to wonder why she hadn’t started molesting fillies earlier.

Despite Suckmint’s wriggling, her hip motions against Applejack’s face were expert, probably even better than Applejack’s when she rode her brother’s dick, though to be fair AJ hadn’t had much practice since her brother usually came instantly and then passed out. Applejack slurped at Suckmint’s tiny slit, forcing her tongue between her lips and dragging it around the deliciously underage flesh within.

She held Ginger’s head with one hind leg, but gripped tighter until the choking filly’s muzzle popped into her slimy reaches. Ginger’s attempts to breath felt even better inside her, making her shiver as she continued to thrust her ups and later up the foal’s face with her pussy juices. Her other hind hoof reached down, sliding up between Ginger’s hind legs and rubbing at her thighs. Appallingly, she found the young cunt completely dry, clearly damaged by years of not being abused. As AJ’s rough hoof rubbed against her, the filly began to cry outright; it was such a beautiful sound.

Applejack grasped Suckmint’s hindquarters in her front hooves, pulling her close as well. It was a lot more difficult to push a mare’s muzzle into a tight filly hole, but AJ was determined to make it work. As she forced it inside, she felt a light snap as Suckmint’s pelvis seemed to crack, though the filly only responded with a heated moan as her hole convulsed around Applejack’s muzzle and flooded her muzzle.

The filly’s femcum was unusually thick, so Applejack forced her muzzle open wider, stretching out Suckmint more as she slurped the slimy contents of her womb into her throat and swallowed it down.

“Yer really a lot better at this than her,” Applejack said, her voice muffled beyond understanding but somehow Suckmint got the idea.

“It’s cause I’ve been raped every day since before I was born!” lied Suckmint. “When I was still a fetus, my mom would go to the local bar and ride a fuck train, and some of them went deep enough to fuck my little fetus cunt! Mom said she could feel me kicking around inside of her in agony!”

“Aw, that’s heart-warming,” Applejack purred into Suckmint’s hole and slurped in another chunk of the slime. But as she thought about it, she realized it was more than heart-warming. It was proof that the feelings she’d been feeling lately were right! “Ah guess that proves it, fuckin’ a newborn is tha best thing to do to keep them from bein’ too affected by the inevitable rapes later in life. If ah was raped as soon as ah was squished out of that whore’s cunt, what came later woulda barely even affected me!”

Applejack got more excited the more she talked about it, pulling Ginger’s face closer until she couldn’t breath. She shivered at the suction of the futile attempts against her inner flesh and clenched harder, drowning her in the juices, looking down at glee as her little face turned bluer. Ginger’s stupid parents would probably be mad at this, so AJ figured she may as well just kill the slut now. Then instead of getting in trouble, she’d have a nice little toy to play with that wouldn’t go tell on her. Ginger’s eyes looked up at Applejack, no doubt stinging from the fluid splattering in them, sobbing desperately as she tried to pull back.

“Yer gonna die little slut,” Applejack grinned down at her, then concentrated on slurping at Suckmint again. She opened her muzzle wide, the filly hole stretching surprisingly wide for her as she let another green chunk fall free. She wasn’t sure why a filly even had delicious green chunks in her pussy, but who was AJ to complain about free food?

“No, don’t kill her,” Suckmint purred down at her. “No one will look for her here anyway. I told her I’d tell the guide leader where we were going, but I actually told them we were going to a back alley to whore all our underage holes. Then I broke his leg and ran before he could catch me! Anyway, they’ll just assume we were murdered there and not come out here looking for us, so you can just keep her as a egg-sack slave.”

“Wow, ya did that fer me?” Applejack was truly touched. “Mah own little filly sex slave… with a filly guide uniform and all! This’ll be the life.” She let Ginger back out enough to breath, but also kicked her in the face, making the little one squeak and closer her eye as it swelled from the impact. “Shut up ya thankless bitch, ah just said ah’d let ya live, didn’t ah? Ah sware kids these days.”

“Kids these days is what you love the most,” purred Suckmint. “Admit it, you’re a first class filly-fooling dyke and always have been. No need to deny it anymore. Between us, your hot sister and her friends, and all the newborn spawn you’ll be fucking, you’ll have a constant supply of young pussy to play with.”

“Ah am ain’t ah,” Applejack finally confessed. “That sounds wonderful… raping foals, newborns, even fetuses maybe… wow… thanks fer um…”

“Reforming you?” Suckimint smiled, proud of her good deed.

“Yeah, that’s it,” Applejack nodded.

As they spoke, Applejack continued grinding her hips against the sobbing filly between her thighs, popping her muzzle inside her to make her suffer to near passing out before pushing her out to let her take a few desperate breaths. She rolled her tongue around Suckmint’s passage at the same time, bathing in the attention of two hot underage bodies as she finally came to terms with what she was.

As she did, her body continued to transform from the new feed that Suckmint provided, and AJ felt her body changing. She fully realized it wasn’t part of being a pony, but now it was what she wanted instead of something she had to deny. As the solid chitin hardened beneath her flesh, Applejack scraped her hooves over her body to tear off the old worthless pony flesh, flinging it at Ginger and chuckling at the little one’s squeals of horror.

The last of her mane and tail came free, replaced by gleaming frill of a similar color. Her belly opened up just above where Ginger was being pushed in and out, an ovipositor sprouting like a new crop, greeted by Applejack’s hoof as she immediately pushed it through one of the holes that had formed in her foreleg, stroking the new sensitive flesh. She arched her back, moaning as she creamed herself, as much from the transformation as from the gasping foal being muzzle-fucked into her greasy pussy, washing Ginger’s bruised face in thick goo that clung to her and burned.

For a moment she had a splitting headache, then realized that her skull was cracking apart, oil-like green blood pouring down her face as a horn emerged there. The pain was excruciating, but somehow incredibly arousing at the same time. Applejack moaned and reached for a nearby wrench, bashing her jagged horn as it sprouted to magnify the pain. She had so much fun doing so that she barely even noticed the stumps on her back sprouting into full insect-like wings behind her, a color and pattern on them that looked appropriately similar to a rotten apple core.

The fear and distress of the mud pony sped her transformation along. Applejack no longer cared why she could feel such a thing, only that it felt nourishing and arousing. The more horror that Ginger felt, the more she wanted to abuse her to extract even more. And raping her repeatedly wasn’t enough. Applejack wanted to use her for the glory of the Hive, to implant her with eggs with her new ovipositor, to watch her suffer as she bloated up and then burst from eggs. But she definitely needed to keep the filly guide uniform on; that was hot.

Then it finally occurred to her what all these thoughts meant. She was a changeling? How had she not noticed she was becoming a changeling?

“Because you were a stupid mud pony before,” explained the motherly voice in her head. “Inferior even by pony standards, but now you’re not.” That made sense.

Though something else had changed. She realized that the filly atop her face had become larger, and she looked up to see her old friend Twilight sitting above her instead. Granted, it was a superior Twilight, obviously no longer a stupid rape-less pony as she had been before. Twilight grinned down at her with a toothy grin, her fangs glistening and continuing to roll her hips against Applejack’s muzzle.

“Good girl,” Twilight purred. “You’ve come to realize, haven’t you? And now that you’re fully reformed and enlightened, we have two Elements under our belt and the subjugation and literal rape of Equestria draws ever closer, not to mention the destruction of your worthless family among them.”

“Yes!” Applejack felt her pussy churn as she came again on the gurgling, sobbing brat between her thighs. She grabbed Ginger’s head, yanking it free of her pussy and slamming it down on her newly formed ovipositor instead. As Ginger began to choke even more fiercely, Applejack groaned at the young throat clenching around her pole.

“And I’ll make a better mother for you than that stupid slut you had before,” Twilight assured her. “Imagine being such a loser that just a few timberwolves can fuck you to death! Yet I can survive being gang-fucked by 100 flesh-hungry timberwolves; I checked. So can your little sister now that I’ve converted her. All you have to do is betray your old family to us, ensuring their torturous deaths or worse torturous eternities, and I’ll make you whole.”

“What a deal!” panted Applejack. “So any foal ah want?”

“Of course, we don’t have uncivilized concepts like ‘minimum age’,” assured Twilight further. “You can fuck them newborn or rip a fetus out of a pony and rape it raw. If your cock can fit in it, it’s allowable to fuck. Even my mother, the queen and your grandmother now, let’s her subjects plow all her holes, not like those dry-cunts Equestria has in charge.”

“Time ta get started!” Applejack, ripped Ginger off of her shaft again, pulling the squirming foal up onto her to forcibly straddle her. She grinned at the terrified filly as she squealed, holding her up and then pushing her now-fully formed ovipositor against her tiny passage.

Twilight indulged in Applejack’s first proper rape of a filly to help her out. She stood from Applejack’s face and grinned as she moved around behind Ginger, pressing the foal between them so they could feel her short panicked breaths and the rapid thumping of her tiny heart. She nestled her own tip against Ginger’s asshole and then licked the back of her head, wrapping her tongue around to boop her nose.

“Do you know what’s going to happen now, little slut?” Twilight whispered.

“Please don’t,” sobbed Ginger.

“Let’s go in together,” panted Applejack. “I want this little body ruined beyond repair on the first stroke. Even if she lives, ah want her to never be able to enjoy sex!”

“Oh trust me, I won’t let her die OR ever enjoy sex,” Twilight grinned down. "It's a scientific fact that tortured egg sacks produce better offspring. Probably." Actually checking on that would require not torturing a few egg sacks though, and that would be taking science too far.

“Serves her right fer not getting raped earlier, selfish bitch!” Applejack snarled, finally understanding the basics of what a truly loving family should be like.

“That’s it!” Twilight praised Applejack for being promoted from retard pony to completely civilized changeling. “Humiliation and suffering is all that ponykind is good for! ESPECIALLY the foals!”

“What the FUUUUCK!?” shrieked Ginger at having to hear them, obviously not able to comprehend the magnificence of their enlightenment, too selfish not to beg them to tear her apart physically and psychologically.

Ginger’s body tensed delightfully as she felt the spiny rods push up from beneath her. Her tight holes would have been difficult to get in, but Twilight made sure to pull them open with her magic, not wanting to delay Applejack’s first feel of foal pussy around her shaft. The spiny tentacles ripped up through her, tearing through her hymen, slicing into the sweet walls of her vagina and sensitive rectum, making the filly gag from the sheer magnitude of sudden pain.

“Oh mah gah!” Applejack moaned and arched her back, body convulsing at her first feel of foal pussy clenched around her. “This is amazin’ Twilight! Why have ah not been rapin’ foals this whole time? Ah wish ah could go back in time to murder those dumb hick fucks that taught me rape was wrong!”

“You might be surprised at how possible that is!” Twilight said. “After all, soon you’ll be able to transform into anything you want, including timberwolves!”

Applejack tried to respond again, but was too lost in the pleasure. Twilight leaned over the screaming foal’s shoulder, kissing Applejack deeply as they rotated their hips, one and then the other gouging out their hole of choice as the filly poured blood down their shafts and thighs. Pinned between them, they got to feel Ginger’s fragile body bloat with the size of their cocks, then moved to push in at the same time to feel her body bulge even more grotesquely. The whimpering child was packed so tightly with cock that the sharp barbs her poking through her flesh when they came to rest each stroke.

“M-maybe ah should be careful,” Applejack worried. “What if we kill her and her suffering ends?”

“Oh that’s no problem!” Twilight assured. “I can keep a pony alive under virtually any torment, so I’ll keep her feeling torment and have her ready to fill full of eggs when you’re ready!”

“Wow, look who finally got a brain!” Applebloom’s voice came from the door as she came inside, effortlessly snapping off the locked doorknob to do so. She waited until her two friends staggered down the stairs before closing it and repairing it with her magic.

“Applebloom, ah’m gonna fuck ya so hard ya vomit mah cock!” Applejack shrieked. “But… gotta rape this filly first… no offense but ah thank unwilling pussy is more fun.”

“Aw, that’s so nice sis…” Applebloom teared up. “And ya better believe it is!”

“Have you done well, my child and grandchildren?” Twilight purred, licking tears off of Ginger’s shocked wide-opened eyes.

“I fucked every animal with a cock on the farm!” panted Scootaloo. She was covered in cum, pouring from every hole; it was hard to even tell her fur color or how partially-converted she might be.

“And I got shit on by every single animal on the farm!” Sweetie bragged, as caked in shit and piss as Scootaloo was caked in cum. “That’s better than just the half with dicks, right Mommy?”

“Now, now,” Applebloom admonished her. “Ah love ya both in yer own special way… all the same though, yer not really worthy of full conversions yet, so we’ll keep doing what yer doing fer a while. Ah wanna see what happens.”

“That’s the spirit!” Twilight encouraged, recognizing the light of scientific inquiry growing within Applebloom, but jested. “You’re too generous for not just snuffing those two. Fuck… gonna cum in this slut…”

“Mah first load in filly cunt,” drooled Applejack, then waved a hoof weakly at Applebloom. “Oh hay sis. You and yer friends can have a go at this meat when we’re done.”

“Then I’lll… fertilize your hot cunt so you can implant eggs, Applejack,” Twilight groaned.

Twilight was unbearably aroused at finally starting what she’d been waiting on: the corruption of her Element friends into something more, and this was only the beginning. She and Applejack rammed their shafts once more into little Ginger’s distended body, the dragging nails of their shafts breaking apart her insides so that their shafts pushed together inside her. As they both blasted their loads of spunk, they intertwined together, the dicks impaling each other on their spikes so that more cum drooled out the bloody holes.

“Can’t… wait…” Applejack leaned forward to kiss Twilight deeply as they both surged in Ginger to overflow her. The foal convulsed, vomiting bloody seed as the two moved to kiss her as well. As they pulled back, their cocks were still intertwined, so it ripped apart the flesh that had been between the fillies two holes before, leaving one gaping gory gash.

As they expelled their load, Sweet and Scootaloo came up behind Applejack. Their own little bodies were losing some fur, their eyes shifting to solid colors, but they were still mostly unconverted. Still they were eager though, pulling off the rest of the rotted pony flesh from Applejack’s body to fully reveal her sleek new changeling form.

As Applejack’s transformation completed, Twilight felt an interesting shift in the hive mind and a surge in her power, as if another Element fully connecting had given them more power than before. Applebloom felt it as well, and Twilight wondered if the same thing happened when she herself was connected. She also wondered how much power they’d gain from the others, and was more eager than ever to move their plan forward.

Eager to be seeded by Twilight so that she could torment Ginger in even more grotesque ways, Applejack grabbed the filly by the head and threw her over her shoulder to let her flop onto the floor, where she thrashed and squealed in desperation as Twilight used magic to knit her body back together enough to not die. She kept the gaping hole in her posterior of course, because it looked quite sexy.

The three crusaders were on Ginger like a pack of rabid timberwolves on the Apple parents. She squealed as Applebloom pinned her hard on her back, her ovipositor flopping out onto the younger foal’s belly, the prehensile length writhing against her like a snake as it sought out her gaping fuck hole. Sweetie was beneath her, pushing her muzzle into the same hole as she wriggled her tongue around to find what was left of Ginger’s rectum, and Scootaloo helped pin her down by sitting on her face facing Applebloom.

“Why are you doing this?!” cried Ginger stupidly, sputtering against Scootaloo’s slit. “At least let me rest!”

“It’s for your own good!” Scootaloo dutifully explained, but Ginger just whimpered, too deficient to comprehend. She unclenched her cunny and tailhole, letting the thick mixture of animal seed flow from each like faucet, giggling as Ginger gargled and then gagged on the sticky mixture. Ginger was even more horrified though when Scootaloo’s pussy opened up and dug into her face with spiney fangs and a thin needle-like protrusion pushed into her muzzle and writhed around as if searching for something.

“You dun get ta rest!” Applebloom helpfully advised her, showing the filly far more kindness than was necessary by explaining things further. “Not every agin! This is yer life now, torment and rape and nothin’ else, like it should be fer all ponies!”

“Fuck you Twilight, you destroyed her rectum and now I can’t… oh there it is!” Sweetie screeched, more interested in that than anything else. She slurped on the loose strand of intestinal tract she found, her strangely lengthened tongue pushing up into it to fish for more of what she wanted. As soon as she did so, Ginger’s body convulsed and emptied itself, everything from her stomach to the loose strand pushing through at once and giving Sweetie all the gooey goodness that she wanted.

“Later,” groaned Twilight in response to Sweetie, then turned her attention to Applejack, though she turned so she could watch the cute little fillies in their rapey playtime as well.

“Gimme that mare cock,” Applejack shuddered as they embraced one another. “Ah can’t think of a more dyke thang to do than getting impregnated by another mare.”

“And then using that to impregnate a filly,” added Twilight.

“Buck yeah!” Applejack moaned.

Applejack turned up her bottom, splaying out her hind legs as her newly transformed changeling puss pulsated visibly for Twilight. Twilight purred, pushing inside, the needles of her cock dragging through the forest of needles along Applejack’s passage as they came together, heat building between them.

As her body was invaded and the hive buzzed with joy at her addition, Applejack knew this was her destiny. Why work hard for a pony town that barely gave her any thanks in return? The whole Apple family worked hard, yet they were still poor, while bitch whores like Rarity somehow made more money than them selling clothes in a nudist society. But now, Applejack had the Hive to work hard for, where her struggle would be constantly rewarded in the form of screaming victims and all the pussy she could fuck. Even the grubs she cared for would be another source of free underaged hole; it would be glorious.

Twilight couldn’t have taken it slow if she wanted, pounding their bodies together so powerfully that blood-tinged bug juice splattered all over the room, splashing the writhing bodies of the foals nearby in the process.

“Tell Applejack about the gifts you gave your friends,” Twilight moaned over to Applebloom.

“Yeah sure Mama,” Applebloom answered dreaming as she pounded Ginger’s bleeding hole, dragging her spiny length against Sweetie’s muzzle in the process, though the other foal didn’t seem to mind getting her face sliced up as she dove for foal shit. “First Sweetie’s tongue is as long as our natural tongue… but contains a poison that makes her victims shit and piss themselves to dehydration!”

“Oh that’s what happened,” Sweetie’s bubbly words were barely comprehensible as she slurped up the mess like a little vacuum. Ginger’s body was emancipated from having crapped herself so hard, and her bladder, misaligned from the brutal damage inside her, literally exploded like a water balloon over Sweetie’s face. Sweetie rolled her eyes back and came herself hard from the sudden realization that she could do similar to anyone she wanted.

“There’s thar is Scoot,” Applebloom continued. “Her clawgina has a little probe and any guy that fucks her will get his cock rammed up the urethra and injected with one of the eggs that I loaded her with. It’ll crawl all the way up through his body and into his brain before turning him into a feral slowly over the next few weeks.” That was sure to be hilarious, since few of the victims would admit they fucked a filly slut and the ones that did wouldn’t connect the two, so the hospital would have no idea why it was happening so much in Ponyville.

“Is that why that feels so weird!” Scootaloo drooled as she rolled her hips against Ginger’s face, the clawgina clamped over her muzzle as the little probe fished around inside her not finding what it wanted to. “I can literally fuck stallions’ brains out! This is so awesome!” It was unlikely she understood what would happen to said stallions, but it wasn't like she needed to.

“What… wonderful gifts ta give yer friends,” Applejack panted. “To think all this time that tha subjugation and rape of ponykind was true friendship!”

“That’s it, daughter,” Twilight moaned. "We’ll work hard for our Queen and help those poor ponies finally become useful for the hive by making them suffer."

“Seed me Mommy, like mah old Mommy wouldn’t!” Applejack begged.

Twilight gladly gave her what she wanted, their bodies colliding with several more thrusts so intense that they sent shockwaves through the basement floor. Ovipositor swelling deliciously, Twilight pushed a load of thick sperm into Applejack’s nethers for her to produce eggs. Applejack arched her back, shivering at the pure bliss that flowed through her, even more than when her brother had fucked her, and she knew it would only get better.

Applejack’s womb distended as well, ballooning up from the sheer volume of seed, body sloshing about beneath Twilight and rippling as Twilight continued to pound into her. Clenching her pussy tightly, Applejack didn’t let any of it escape, wanting to use every drop to torment the sexy filly currently being used by her sister and friends.

Ginger was beyond broken, not making a sound as she lay limply and let her body shift about beneath the undulating bodies of the friends that had rightly betrayed her. She opened her muzzle as wide as she could with the claw clenching it as Scootaloo came, pouring more viscous slime into her muzzle, but refusing to swallow it, hoping that she would choke to death before they could use her more. It was pointless though, Scootaloo’s cunt-stinger sloshing it around and clearing an air passage to keep her alive.

Sweetie suckled at the shitty gore inside her long after Ginger was empty of anything to offer, but at least her body didn’t stay emancipated as Applebloom went off once more. Thick changeling jizz flowed up through her, the sticky acidic substance burning at her insides and gelling up to inflate her body slightly again, giving her back her sexy filly figure, even if it would soon be destroyed again.

Applebloom was careful that it wasn’t a fertile mixture of course, not wanting to taint the holy combination of two Element genes once Ginger was implanted by Applejack. She couldn’t wait to see it, happy that at least one member of her family was free of pony oppression.

“That’s it, you’re ready,” panted Twilight, finally withdrawing from Applejack, the mare clenching so as to not lose any of Twilight’s seed in the process, her body visibly undulating as it churned at the thick grub juice, fertilizing Applejack’s new eggs for implantation.

“Good, bring that hot little blank-flank over,” Applejack purred, fully given over to her righteous desires.