Oviposition

Twilight tapped her chin as she examined the door with careful scientific curiosity. She didn’t try to open it yet however.

“Hm, yes,” she finally nodded. “I think this is the work of changelings in the past. Specifically, us in the past. I think this is as good a reason as any to do some time traveling now.”

“Oh?” Applebloom tilted her head, then grinned as she remembered. “Are we gonna go see our terrible parents in the past like ah hoped?”

“We kin do that?” Applejack blinked, then smiled slowly, stroking her ovipositor. “Well… that explains some memories of mine… time to go give ourselves a slightly more normal foalhood!”

“PAINT BRUSH!” screeched Toola, waving a dagger around that she’d glued bristles onto. She was basically okay with anything if it meant she got to make a little more art.

“Revenge on parents?” Flurry nodded as well, a bit more thoughtfully. “I’m all for seeing that! Torturing mine are my favorite thing to do!... though I’m supposed to be on my way to the Crystal Empire to check in on them.”

“That’s the beauty of it,” explained Twilight. “We can return to the same moment we left, so it’ll take no time at all! But… we have to be careful…”

“PRACTICE!” Mac rushed Twilight for seemingly no reason, but before he could do anything, she grasped one of his shoulders, tearing off his limb instead and smacking him about the head with it, sending blood flying.

“We’re done with practice, Mac,” AJ explained. “We’re doing somethin’ else now. What we gotta be careful of, Twilight?”

Mac sighed and looked disappointed as he put the leg back on and grew the shoulder back in to hold it.

“Anyway,” Twilight giggled at the interruption. ”Well, you see, with time travel, little changes tend to correct themselves as space-time is rather elastic, so we don’t have to worry about that. However, if there is too big of a change, I suspect time will just erase the traveler from existence instead of bothering to correct it, so we have to not make any change that blatantly contradicts what we know occurred. Also we won’t be able to communicate with the hivemind to avoid that, so turn your hive sense off while there.”

That was the theory at least; it wasn’t like there was any way to verify it. If she had tried to verify it, she might have forgotten the creature she sent to do so. Wiping someone from existence would be hot if not for the forgetting-about-them part.

“That shouldn’t be too hard,” shrugged Flurry, then sighed. “Guess that means I can’t torment younger Mom though if it might mess things up.”

“Sadly no,” Twilight patted her head, saddened for her loss at not being able to bring even more misery retroactively to her own abusively kind mother. “However, we know that things happened in the Apple family, so we can mess around there. I’ll cast a spell and take all of us here into the past.”

“Uh, Mommy?” Applebloom tugged at her shoulder. “How about ah cast it?”

“Aw…” Twilight smiled at her and ruffled her head, gently slamming her head onto the floor as hard as she could to break her jaw, making her moan as it healed back. “Sweetie, that is adorable, but even though you’re a princess, it will still take you months or even years to cast something like that due to having started as a dirty mud pony instead of a slightly-less-pathetic unicorn like me.” She paused though as Applebloom stood back up. “But you know what? You are learning fast, so I’ll let you try it.”

Twilight figured that it couldn’t hurt to let her try on a whim, just for giggles. Also she left out that the failure would be excruciatingly painful for Applebloom, which would be a pleasant surprise gift for her. She stood by, ready to assist when Applebloom inevitably failed.

Applebloom nodded, cracking her jaw a bit more into position, then standing tall and proud with her cute chest puffed out. She concentrated, her horn glowing brightly, then starting to flicker as her concentration waned. However right when it seemed it might fail, there was a strange magic boost and the time vortex actually opened.

Twilight was stunned as they were all sucked upwards into the vortex, but definitely not disappointed in the impossible progress Applebloom had made. She would definitely need to research this to see why.

At the very least, they all got a pleasant jolt of pain when the time vortex shot them out to violently hit the floor on the other side. Twilight staggered up, and for a moment felt a strange presence, like someone was right behind her… no inside her… well that was weird. She ignored it for the time being. She made sure her hive link was off, then lit up her horn to light the area they were in.

They were in the same cave, but it was about half the size and more natural in shape, completely lacking the odd roots that had been growing there before. It seemed that it hadn’t been carved out at all yet, and there was no door to speak of, just a solid rock wall.

“Well, time to get to work!” Applejack said excitedly. “Should we dig up into the basement?”

“Maybe not,” Twilight pondered. “Let’s dig out this way, where the door is in the future, and instead come up in the old barn that should already be a bit west of the house. I’ll ping the rocks above us to see when we’re below it. Though first…” A grin spread over her face. “This seems like a rock solid place to build our…”

She shrieked after the attempted pun. While Chrysalis wasn’t aware of her hear to punish her directly, she’d still implanted the anti-pun device inside her. Twilight groaned, creaming herself hard as the shock coursed through her. It felt good physically, but emotionally unpleasant since it was punishment from Mommy, not to mention Mommy would be able to read how many times it went off when she got back.

As Flurry ran over to lick her orgasm off the floor, Twilight discreetly shifted out the shock device and put it on the floor next to the door. Mommy couldn’t detect that it was off if she wasn’t looking for it, and Twilight could always put it back on before they left.

“Ah love ya Mommy,” sighed Applebloom as she watched Twilight do this. “But yer obsession with puns is a bit disturbin…”

“It is odd,” Twilight mused. “My pony self never really liked them. Odd that the only thing that bitch had in common with my new Mommy isn’t there anymore. Oh well! Anyway… the Apple siblings can dig the tunnel to the barn while Flurry, Toola, and I will dig out this room into the shape it will be in. Then the fun will start!”

One disadvantage of not using their hive links was that they couldn’t just send one out to look for the parents and then call the others when they found them. Instead, they had to go as a group. To that end, Twilight went out with the Apple siblings while having Toola and Flurry remain to work on digging out another room of the hive. She’d have preferred to personally oversee the structure, but Flurry was intelligent enough to come up with something decent and she could always teleport some rocks around later if she didn’t like what they did with the place.

However it surprised her how quickly they found the two. As soon as they crawled out into the back corner of the barn, they could hear the wet smack of bodies near the door. It was joined by a male grunt and a soft female moan, as if they were worried about making too much noise. Twilight led the group across the barn, staying behind crates at first, hoping to see something super kinky.

What they found was so disgusting that Twilight wanted to stab her eyes with a nail gun, and not in the kinky way. The position was as vanilla as Rarity during an ice cream binge, Bright Mac mounted on Pear Butter in perfect form and pumping her pussy. She wasn’t even bracing herself on anything for extra effect, just sort of standing there and rolling her hips back. Twilight had to wonder if her parents were this boring.

"How horrifying," muttered Twilight. "Any couple this vanilla deserve everything they'll have cumming in them."

Though he had been told to calm down on the leg yanking, Twilight couldn’t blame Big Mac when he let out his battle cry and charged in, valiantly defending his new Mommy from boredom.

“Practice!” Big Mac screeched, rushing around and grabbing Pear’s right front leg, bracing her shoulder with the opposite foreclaw as he twisted, sending a sudden shriek from the mare as her shoulder began to splinter like a twisted tree branch.

“Bright Mac!” Pear pointlessly cried for her husband as if he could do anything for her, somehow not creaming herself from bliss immediately upon having her leg shattered.

“Pear!” Bright yelled. “Get off her you monster!”

Bright attempted to wail on Mac with both front hooves, but he may as well have been giving him a sensual massage for all the good it did.

“Don’t ya recognize us, Dad?” Applejack growled in disbelief at her hateful father. First he offended them with the sickening display of pony normalcy, and now he pretended not to recognize them?

Applejack ran up behind him, skidded as she turned around, and slammed a single hind hoof directly against his ball sack. His scream was an octave above Pear’s as his ball compressed against his body. Since Mac was holding Pear still, Bright’s body couldn’t move forward and his ballsack popped like rotten grapefruit. His pissed himself in pain, giving Pear a urine douche before flopping off to the side, holding his shattered nuts with both front hooves.

“Now, now, siblin’s,” Applebloom said as she bounced up. “Let’s explain who we are so they’ll know that we’re betrayin’ them in the worse way possible and not just some random thugs that wanna have a rape-snuff party in their barn.”

Applebloom’s horn lit as she healed them enough to keep them from dying. That didn’t keep Pear’s leg from coming off though, leaving a partly-healed stump but still-bleeding behind as Mac began to beat the screaming mare over the head with it. Realizing that this might draw the attention of stupid ponies that thought they should rescue others instead of help torment them, Twilight cast a silence bubble over the area as well. Otherwise she left the siblings to their special moment for the time being.

“Practice!” Mac yelled again, but Applebloom grabbed Pear’s leg out of his grasp and smacked him on the head with it instead.

“Calm down bro, we got important work ta do, fer friendship!” Applejack explained, then turned to the parents. “Don’t ya recognize us? Ah mean we’re changelings, but we’re also…”

Applejack lit up her horn, standing next to Mac as Applebloom walked up to her other side. The parents stared in horror.

“W-why do you…” Pear finally said, tears streaming down her face as her leg stump twitched. “Or two of you have the same colors as our two children?”

“Two?” Applebloom scratched her head.

Twilight gritted her teeth a bit. Shit! Had they come too early? Now they’d have to take extra steps to make sure Applebloom existed, but that could wait until after the explanation.

“We are yer kids!” Applejack nodded proudly. “In short: We got changed into changelings in the future, then traveled back in time so we could punish ya fer tryin’ to raise us a inferior ponies instead of immediately sacrificin’ us to the Hive fer our own good?”

“What even is that?” Bright shook his head. “The Hive? We don’t know what that is even! There’s no way you could be…”

“No excuses!” screeched Big Mac, not wanting to listen to their sinful delusions, but Applejack held out a hoof to him before he distracted the conversation with more leg yanking. “Now, now, ah wanted to bring their emotions into deeper terror at a slow boil to maximize efficiency, since we won't have many ponies available to feed off of in this time.”

“Right, we feed on emotions, like fear!” Applebloom explained. “Should probably tell ya that too.”

“So try to be as scared as possible, okay?” Applejack asked, only to be replied too with terror-stricken gazes as they were beyond words. “Right! Just like that… fuck that’s hot… mah own parents knowing their kids are gonna rape em and turn their existence into a living Tartarus.”

“More to the point,” Twilight interjected. “You said you only had two foals? I assume you were hammering out a third when we arrived?”

“Answer now or he starts rippin’ off more legs,” Applebloom advised as Mac salivated a gooey combination of drool and liquified changeling scat at them.

“Ugh…” Bright shook his head at that, then looked at Twilight. “Who are… look… no, we’re not planning on having another.”

“I-I’m on contraception…” Pear said. “Are you sure you have the right… please just leave us alone!”

“Stop bein’ selfish,” Applejack shook her head, unable to believe she ever loved such viscous ponies. “Ya hear that sis, they wanna murder you and you don’t even exist yet!”

“The nerve,” growled Applebloom, shaking her head. “It’s no wonder ah don’t remember bein’ raped like you two. They hated me so much they wouldn’t even do it after they were replaced by us!”

“W-what?” Bright and Pear asked together, confused at Bloom’s clearly superior reasoning skills.

“Oh right, they’re going to replace you and rape their past selves as you, but don’t worry about that until later,” Twilight explained. “You know, you’d think you’d figure out that’s what ‘changelings’ do, but I keep forgetting that I’m dealing with an inferior life form.”

“WHAT?” Bright screeched as Pear looked like she’d pass out. “You will not touch them!”

“Oh for cryin’ out…” Applejack shook her head at how unreasonable they were being. Tired of their rude interruptions, she grasped both their tongues in her magic, yanking them hard as she held their heads back. She wrenched them out, leaving her terrible parents gargling their own blood.

She looked at the tongues as they were busy moaning like bitches, and floated her father’s tongue to her nethers, giggling as she moved it to lap at her own slit. Applebloom took their mother’s tongue, snorting and moving it to her own pussy to slide it up and down slowly, spreading her legs so their evil victims could see well enough.

“Anyway!” Twilight continued to where she was before the parents rudely interrupted her, no one bothering to heal their tongues as of yet. She turned to the Apples. “Well, either way I don’t want to wait for her to get pregnant naturally and a few months difference shouldn’t be an irreparable time issue. I’m going to repair this pansy’s ball sack and make them fuck Applebloom into existence now.”

Nullifying the foal control spell was easy enough. It was so disrespectful to life for them to prevent pregnancy anyway. At the very least they could carry the fetus until it could properly feel pain and abort it with a fat cock. Life forms suffering was what gave existence meaning after all.

Repairing his crushed ball sack was slightly more difficult, since she wanted to be fair to him despite his wickedness. She carefully reconstructed it in a way where it would function but not hurt any less than in its crushed state.

“N-nuh…” Bright tried to complain.

“-Eg,” Pear waggled her stump-leg as if wanting that to be repaired too, but squeaked and quieted her unreasonable demand when Mac smacked her over the head with it again.

The couple squirmed as Twilight brought their bodies together, pulling them both to their haunches and drawing them face-to-face in the middle of the room. It was probably the least vanilla thing they’d done already, if how much they struggled was anything to go by. They clearly despised their children even more than she thought if they were so determined not to have one of them. It was a good thing that they’d shown up to rescue these ponies from their own selfish desires before things got out of hoof and their foals grew up to be well-adjusted ponies.

“Ah dun see why yer being drama queens,” Applebloom snorted. “Ya were just fuckin’ when we got here!”

“Let’s fuck em up tha ass too,” Applejack suggested. “That should make ‘em feel more into it and be pretty efficient since it’ll hold ‘em together as well.”

“I’m -orry, -ove,” sobbed Bright as Twilight’s magic yanked his shaft to press it against Pear’s opening. The magic washed over them to not only nullify any protection, but to make sure they were fertile enough to prevent any misses. Bright grasped hold of Pear’s stub, putting pressure on it in an attempt to make it bleed less, but just jarring it in the process.

Pear didn’t say anything in return, instead simply laying her head on his shoulder as if not wanting to look him in the eyes while they were forced. Even as his shaft was forced into the pussy that it probably railed daily, they were strangely non-cooperative.

“Aw, this is sweet,” Twilight commented at the special moment. “Even though they are so in love, we managed to give them the sensation of being raped by one another.”

“That ain’t all the sensation we’ll give ‘em,” Applebloom went for their dad, knowing that Applejack would prefer the female asshole, not to mention Bright being far more likely to be virgin there. Bright clenched his teeth as she worked her way inside, lapping her long tongue slowly around his back and panting against him. She worked her hips into a solid thrust, ripping away his anal virginity as he penetrated his wife.

Applejack grinned as she eased up behind her former mother, her ovipositor looping around his tail and yanking it out of the way before searching for its target. Pear cried out as AJ forced her way inside, the tight flesh clenching the thorny length. Applejack groaned. “Ah, virgin tailhole, ah shoulda known this stupid cunt had never done anything other than horsinary. To think that ah woulda grown up tha same if my new mom hadn’t rescued me…” she shivered.

Of course Mac wasn’t going to be left out. He grasped Bright and Pear’s heads in his front claws, pulling them apart from laying on on another’s shoulder. He then let his shaft flop out between their faces, splitting into two and branching out, one for each of their muzzles. It was drooling deliciously with rancid-smelling slime, but for some reason they cringed away from it and looked ready to vomit.

Ignoring their disrespect, Mac pried their muzzles open with his magic and yanked their heads forward, pushing the hot needle-covered rods into each of their necks. They gagged violently, the wicked ponies probably never having taken any non-food item into their throats, but Mac rolled his eyes back and panted as he began to thrust violently.

The writhing mass of bodies worked into smooth motions as the barn filled with the sounds of their love-making. The wet slap of bodies was joined by the coarse gagging and choked sobs of either of the parents, but their bodies betrayed them as their own bits throbbed together intensely even as their throats and rears were wrecked with thorny rape-sticks.

“Oh you found them,” Flurry’s voice spoke from behind Twilight. “I was looking forward to seeing more revenge against evil parents!”

“Hello sweetie,” Twilight giggled at her. Since she wanted to leave the Apple family to their incest fun, she waggled her rear towards Flurry, offering herself to her drone like any good royalty knew to do. “Their parents are even more abusive than yours were too. At least yours tried to murder you when we gave them the option.”

“I didn’t ask for your opinion, slut!” Flurry smacked Twilight across the face with her magic, eliciting a surprised moan. The filly had certainly become the feisty one even around her betters, flipping Twilight over onto her back and yanking her hind legs apart. “I finished digging a room, so now if you don’t have another order for me, then your only purpose is being my royal fuck meat!”

She definitely had their chain-of-command structure down pat, perhaps even better than Applebloom did, though it probably helped that her every waking moment for the last several months had been torturing her former parents. Either way it was refreshing; few drones had the courage to fully take advantage of their rights around royalty.

“Please stooop” Pear gargled from the Apple fun corner, but didn’t get much time to speak as Mac rammed back in, working into a more rapid motion as blood bubbled from her and Bright’s throats, drooling down onto their bellies and making the slap of their bellies all the louder in their act of forced breeding.

“Stop bein’ so selfish!” Applejack rightfully reprimanded her. “This is tha most efficient way of doin’ things, so just make another foal so we kin rape her!” She added a bit of comfort. “Don’t worry, she’ll have barely slopped out of yer cunt before we ram all her holes, she won’t grow up a needy virgin like you two.”

“Yeah, don’t ya want yer daughter to be able to rape herself as a sobbing newborn filly?” Applebloom tried to reason with them. “And to think ah thought you might be happy to meet older-me, especially since ya were both brutally murdered before ah could even walk.”

The confusion and fear charged from that statement was a delicacy, but they couldn’t get much else out as Big Mac decided that he wasn’t getting as deep in their throats as he’d like. He grasped each of their jaws in each of his claws, twisting them and yanking them aside. The couple bellowed at the sudden damage as more blood poured down their bodies, eyes wide with shock as he tore their lower jaws from their faces and tossed them aside. Turning their heads up, he began ramming his rods directly into their throats.

“Wow, that’s pretty efficient throat swabbin’, bro,” Applejack complimented her brother’s ingenuity, though she was mostly distracted by her own task. Now that she knew her mother hadn’t actually been an abusive monster when she was growing up, she had plenty of punishment for her. To think if this bitch had her way, AJ might not have had any trauma growing up at all!

Thinking about it made her rightfully more angry, so she increased the forcefulness of her motions, keeping time with the Applebloom but digging her claws into Pear’s hips and flexing her shaft inside her ass. She extended it it to wreck more of her intestinal tract with the bone splinters that protruded from the heated shaft, oozing acidic mess to burn at the bleeding entrails. Applejack felt the pressure of Bright’s shaft inside Pear, but it wasn’t likely Pear even noticed the pleasure under the ocean of torment that AJ and Mac had pushed her into. The sobbing mare had gone beyond coherency, wailing every time Big Mac’s shaft was extracted for long enough.

Applebloom didn’t want to be outdone either, so grew herself slightly and dug her claws into Bright’s hips as well, ramming his ass and forcing him into Pear at the same time. Even though he was sobbing, he was still experiencing some pleasure in his wife’s nasty spineless pussy. Bloom was worried the pleasure would detract from the valuable lesson he was learning about how much he deserved this, so took action for his future health.

Using her magic, Applebloom slowly altered the surface of his shaft and her inner tunnel, heating it and retexturing the flesh to be more like sandpaper. Their thrusting went from unenthusiastic to spastic as they realized that even that had begun to hurt, the friction of sandpaper between them heating it up unnaturally. Along with Applebloom’s magic, Pear’s pussy juice began to slowly boil out to leave nothing but a dry mess as their flesh began to bleed and peel back.

“Aw, what a nice gift,” Applejack complimented Applebloom. “That was really sweet of ya Bloom.”

“Oh ho,” meanwhile, Twilight purred at Flurry’s forwardness as she continued to watch the Apple orgy out of the corner of her eye. “Sweet you’ve become quite the-”

Her words became bloody splatter as Flurry shaped her hoof into a blade and rammed it into Twilight’s throat. Even though it was allowed at these moments, few drones had the guts to actually stab a queen in the throat, so it was a refreshing change of pace. Twilight arched her back and tried to moan, which just resulted in the blood in her throat bubbling.

“I said I didn’t ask for your opinion, you fucking egg factory!” Flurry snarled down at her, then ripped the blade in her neck downward, straining and morphing a serrated edge as she slowly sawed down through Twilight’s chitin on the way from her neck towards her belly. At the same time she rammed her ovipositor into Twilight’s pussy, the thorns of tunnel and shaft locking together and dragging through their flesh as she started to flush. “Just shut up and take my filly cock you whore!”

"This is beyond what is normally allowed," Twilight managed to bubble out of her bleeding throat. "But you're just so cute I don't have the heart to stop you... get it? Cause you're sawing my heart in half!" Indeed she was, the heart exploding in a fountain or gore as Twilight literally came herself from the sudden physical trauma, juice boiling from her snatch into a puddle to join with the blood.

“Yay!” Toola poked her head up from the basement as well, giggling as she rolled over to Twilight and Flurry. She shaped her hooves into hooks, grasping either side of the torn chitin down Twilight’s chest and yanking it apart to reveal the soft organs inside. She grasped a lump of pulsing royal purple intestinal tract, yanking it free and beginning to hang it around Flurry as if she was a Hearth’s Warming tree getting decorated.

Meanwhile, Bright was being very unappreciative of Applebloom’s favor, seeming less close to orgasm now than before. The flesh on his skin began to peel back like a banana, only for the next layer to harden into a sandpapery surface and began to peel as well. Likewise, Pear’s convulsing hole was becoming a hot pool of soggy torn flesh and blood.

Applebloom did her best to encourage him, using her magic to superheat her cum before exploding into his body. He shrieked as his gut bloated up with scalding acidic cum, organs churning away slowly as it burst into new cavities and spread the trauma throughout his body. His convulsed, vomiting up a burst of it around Mac’s cock, which rolled down his chest and began to singe off the fur as it boiled a thick rancid mist into the air around them. He could only stare in shock that this much trauma and agony was even possible.

Seeing all the fun noises they were making, Mac withdrew his shafts from their muzzles to let them gurgle more freely. Instead, he dug a claw into each of their heads, prying out the eye closest to him from the sockets and letting them dangle there, nerve still attached so their victims got a very interesting view of their bloody bodies slapping together.

Mac pushed his shafts into the sockets, ramming feverishly, but he’d already lasted longer than usual and was ready to pop. He didn’t hold back, blasting a load into each of their heads, crushing against their brain and flooding through their sinuses to roll freely out of their noses and mouths. The pressure finally popped out their opposite eyes, leaving them dangling as well as a torrent of bloody cum rushed over them, Mac’s cocks exiting the opposite sockets to sputter out a few more thick ropes of stickiness.

Seeing that Bright was trying not to cum out of spite for them, Applejack decided to help him along with a burst of energy from her own horn. His body lit up with energy as he squealed, blood splattering out of his torn throat all over Pear as he did so. He came hard whether he wanted to or not, finally pumping a thick stream of spunk into Pear’s waiting womb.

“Yeah, take his cum,” Applejack purred in Pear’s ear. “We’re gonna rape that sweet thing in every hole soon as its born, and you’ll get ta watch! Doesn’t that sound fun?”

Applejack shivered, getting more excited at the impending fun. She extended the thorns on her shaft and began to slice through Pear’s gut, carefully aiming to avoid her womb, but tearing through everything else, chopping her innards into a puree of septic gore. Rather than thank Applejack for her kind words, Pear convulsed madly, blood bubbling up from her throat as she waited for a death that would never come for her.

Finally Applejack exploded in orgasmic bliss into the puree, continuing to ram her hips hard as the jets of greenish cum poured into the gore sack and stung at every nerve that it could reach. Applejack ripped the cock out, splattering a few last spurts on the floor as she quickly put her muzzle against her mother’s chopped up anus and sucked out the delicious goreshake, rolling her eyes back at the flavor.

“Fuck yeeees,” Flurry was moaning as she plowed Twilight, bursting her own load from the combination of Twilight’s pussy-spasms and watching the parents get what they deserved. She spent several moments plowing her thick seed into Twilight’s snatch, watching it burst through the sliced organs inside and mix in a swirling pattern with the blood. She shivered, adding with a suddenly upbeat and friendly voice. “I love you so much, Second-Mommy!”

As Flurry pulled the blade from her gut, Twilight healed herself enough to reconnect her lungs and blew out the blood that had been gathering in her respiratory tract before speaking. “Aw, thanks sweetie. Why don’t you and Toola go dig another room. I’ll be down there to look it over in a bit.”

“Yes Second-Mommy!” Flurry and Toola saluted together, giggling as they ran back to the hole they emerged from. Since Flurry was entangled in Twilight’s intestines, she began to pull the rest of them out as she ran, at least until Twilight hacked off the gory strand to keep more of it from leaving.

Laying back and reluctantly letting herself heal, Twilight looked back over at the Apple fun. While getting suddenly raped and gutted by a subordinate was a nice segway, she needed to stay on topic too. She was about to cast a spell to accelerate the pregnancy, but paused for a moment, hesitating. She had no idea why she hesitated, she just did. Was that… did she have empathy left? Nah, can’t be.

“Applebloom, sweetie?” Twilight called over to her. “Why don’t you try casting the spell to make yourself be born faster? You'll give new meaning to the term 'go fuck yourself'!”

“Yeah, hurry up sis!” Applejack encouraged. “Not every day we get to see a pony rape ‘erself!”

“Oh, there’s two!” Applebloom realized as she reached her magic into Pear’s womb as the mare shook her head violently. “Ah hope ah had a twin bro so ah kin kill it!”

“P-pwease…” Pear somehow forced out the word as her eyes dangled on either side of her muzzle. “Kill… us… all us…” Her words were cut off again as she vomited more of her puree-ed guts, cutting off her brash and unreasonable demands.

“Even now they want to keep us from enjoyin’ ourselves at their expense?” Applejack was stunned, thinking surely they would have seen the light by now. “Every time ah think ya can’t get worse ya prove me wrong!”

Applebloom’s horn lit up as she concentrated, pushing her magic into Pear’s womb, first patching up the bits of damage around it so that it wouldn’t burst. Her energy boiled into the fluid around it, multiplying it into thick nutrients and locking the womb in her magic. Pear shrieked as the sensation of having a time bubble form inside her was even more agonizing than what she’d experienced so far.

“Amazing…” Twilight was duly impressed that Applebloom seemed to be pulling it off, opening up an x-ray spell as well to watch the little ones grow inside. While it was difficult to see the details in the nutrient slop with a spell, there were definitely two of them growing rapidly.

“That should do it!” Applebloom said happily, impatiently forming one hoof into a blade and ramming it into her old mother’s cooch. She thrusts it a few good times to allow her to anticipate what was coming, then tore upward, ripping her gut wide open. Moving it with a precision stroke, she split her womb open perfectly so that the two infants sloshed out into the gore pile that was now forming between the mother and father.

But something was wrong… there was indeed a male and female twin, but neither of them looked like Applebloom. They both had bright red coats and yellow manes rather than the other way around.

“What tha hay?” Applejack head-tilted. “You tellin’ me that these ponies can’t even have tha right rape-foals for us? Ah mean we won’t let these little sacks go to waste fer sure, but still…”

“This is odd,” Twilight trotted over as her innards began to patch back together, sitting on her haunches and thoughtfully tapping her chin.