Oviposition

“Well, I suppose we just need to try again,” Twilight decided, feeling over her stomach as the last bits of chitin knitted together after Flurry’s very amorous gutting. “I mean we have to hit the right combination eventually, right?”

“Please… no more…” Bright sobbed. “You could do anything to us, but please let them go, it’s not their fault…”

“We’ll do anything else you want, just not hurt them, please!” Pear gagged up blood as she begged as well.

“Ah thought ya’ll loved each other,” Applebloom rolled her eyes. “And now yer complainin’ that we’re gonna ‘force’ you to fuck over and over? You ponies are so confusin’...”

“Wow, to find out that our parents actually hated each other all this time!” Applebloom marveled. “Anyway I’ll heal ya both up so that you kin suffer properly on the next go.”

“Maybe we should spare their foals,” said Twilight, and for some reason didn’t appear to be sarcastic about the idea. She blinked, shook her head as if clearing it, and corrected herself. “Sorry, I meant we should use them as egg sacks, since we need more drones and newborns suffering is hot. We can’t exactly ask Mommy Chryssie for help in this time.”

“Ah agree,” nodded Applejack. “Killin’ em would be a waste of good fun and egg sacks.”

“Shouldn’t we let our parents fuck them at least once though?” Applebloom suggested altruistically. “Ah feel like it’d be the right thing to do even if they hate their children and each other. But afterward, can’t we murder at least one? Ah really wanna murder a siblin’ and we ended up lettin’ AJ and Mac live.”

“Ya kin always kill me or Mac later,” AJ suggested helpfully. “Yer royalty so we wouldn’t resist an order to die. Unless ya wanted us to resist so it’d be hotter fer ya.”

“Practice!” Big Mac agreed, twisting off one of his own hind legs, then smacking himself over the head with it helpfully.

“Not yet, Mac,” Applejack told Mac. He blinked, then put the leg back on while Applejack healed it.

“Aw, you two are sweet,” said Applebloom, but then pouted. “But yer still too useful and ah want ta kill a siblin’ now,”

“No, we shouldn’t do this,” Twilight said again, then backtracked slightly. “I mean, we shouldn’t let them go to waste.”

“Well okay,” sighed Applebloom. “Ah guess ah understand wantin’ more drones.”

Twilight shook her head again. She’d felt a little off since she got here, but it was suddenly getting worse, as if something inside her mind had been jarred loose by either the time travel or being cut off from the main hivemind. Or maybe it was from being suddenly gutted and having to expend a lot of energy to heal herself. Either way, as crazy as it sounded, it was almost like she was reluctant to harm the newborns.

What’s more, she realized suddenly that her horn was aglow and she was healing Bright and Pear, completely healing their bodies a great deal more than she intended. How unusual that she’d just heal them and not do something messed up or at least thinking about how amazing it’d be to hurt them again. She should probably ponder this. Fortunately, the others seemed to take the unusual activity as just preparing them for more abuse.

“Why even bother healing us?” Pear sobbed, too distraught to even try to get up and run.

“Please just kill us already…” Bright seemed to agree. Contradictory to his words, he was also willing to run too though, having reached the point that he didn’t even try to grab Pear and just darted towards the door.

‘Practice!” Big Mac heroically dove for the escapee, grabbing him by one leg and moving to tear it off. He seemed to forget to brace the body to do the tearing though, as instead of pulling it off, he swung Bright around by the leg like a lasso and slammed him back onto the ground. Realizing his mistake, he braced the body by stepping one hoof onto Bright’s ball sack and twisted his hind legs until his hips started to crack. Just as they were coming off, his balls gave, crushed beneath the hoof and making him shriek delightfully.

“Now now, ex-Dad, ya’ll don’t deserve ta die,” Applejack nodded and spoke louder over Bright’s pansy scream. She tugged Pear towards her, who was currently just curled up in a fetal position and sobbing. “You deserve way worse. Besides, AB’s right. It’d be a bit hypocritical if we didn’t let our new little brother and sister experience gettin’ raped good an’ hard by their parents.”

Twilight let them play for a moment while she tried to figure herself out, and came to a startling conclusion. There was a second voice in her head other than her normal thought voice that seemed to be disagreeing with her, and that was why she kept thoughtlessly suggesting mercy for the foals. Was this the presence she felt when she first arrived in this time?

Mommy had mentioned that the old Twilight was still buried in her sub-conscious being made to watch her evil deeds, but Twilight had thought that was more a figurative statement. However, it seemed it was quite a literal arrangement, and now that she had turned her hivelink off due to the time shift, the Twilight in the back of her mind was trying to surface.

‘You’ve been slipping thoughts into my mind, have you?’ Twilight thought to the other herself. ‘Evil thoughts like being nice to foals and not making non-changelings suffer.’

The response of the other her was one of abject terror as soon as her presence had been realized. Twilight shivered at the uniqueness of such a delicious emotion both coming from and being fed on by her own mind, but would have to try to keep it under wraps from the others for now. Perhaps having this other her interact with ponies could be fun.

‘Why are you all doing this to me…’ The second mind voice replied when she finally got the nerve, sobbing quietly in the back of her head. ‘Don’t you remember how horrified you were when you were me? Why would you put others through the thing you hated so much?’

‘Wow, my own tulpa to torment and corrupt,’ Twilight pondered. ‘I could be executed later for it, but that’s kinda my end goal with Mommy anyway. I’m going to name you something punny like Whylight.’

“No don’t make me do this!” Bright Mac was still having a fit as Mac pinned him onto the bloody barn floor. Mac drooled onto his former father’s neck as he pushed his massive shaft against his behind once again, impaling it in one long stroke. As it was fully healed, it was just as painful as the first entry, leaving Bright sobbing where he lay, but the energy also pulled through him into his shaft, causing it to harden even though his balls were still crushed against the floor.

He sobbed even louder as Mac used telekinesis to pull the female foal over to them, turning over onto his side with Bright and rubbing the foal’s bottom against her father’s shaft. Despite his claims that he didn’t want to and the frantic shaking of his head, his shaft throbbed even more quickly at the feel of the writhing baby bottom fresh from his wife’s pussy.

“Yeah sure you don’t wanna,” Applejack saw Bright’s hypocrisy. “Well yer dick gave ya away. You wanna pound yer newborn daughter’s puss, yer prolly just refusin’ cause ya hate friendship or somethin.”

Applejack sat up on her haunches, pulling Pear up to herself and hugging the mare from behind, biting down on her ear and gnawing idly. She pushed her own ovipositor into her mother’s tensing behind, panting as she slid deep, giving the mare more righteous punishment for having refused to rape her foals all those years.

Applejack picked up the male foal in her magic too, though she was a little concerned that the opposite size difference might make for less pain. Carefully using her magic, she first pumped energy into the bawling infant to expand his shaft, then shaped her hoof to have sharp edges along the inside of one of the holes. She pushed the leg-hole down over the cock, slowly peeling the skin back to leave it bare.

“What are you doing, stop please just stop!” Pear sobbed selfishly, but AJ had no patience for Pear’s attempts to sway her to evil.

As the colt’s squalling raised pitch, Applejack thought about burning out Pear’s cunt as well, but decided that feeling pleasure from the pain of her newborn might be better for her reformation process. It might even make Pear accept that fucking her foals was a natural part of life.

As she was completely sane, Twilight enjoyed the scene quite a lot, but Whylight seemed to be blocking out the sight of it and focusing on anything else. Anything else wasn’t entirely bad though, as that turned out to be Applebloom, who had walked up to Twilight, slid beneath her, and began to rub her slimy hindquarters against her ovipositor.

“Fertilize me, Mommy,” Applebloom rubbed her head affectionately on Twilight’s chest. “I don’t want to waste any time makin’ more babies fer you.”

Twilight decided to have some fun with the situation. Still not informing anyling of Whylight’s presence, she relaxed, withdrawing her own control and putting her old self back in charge of the body to see what she’d do. For a few moments, Whylight just tensed at the rubbing foal bottom against her, too shocked to speak as her stomach heaved.

She immediately vomited, pouring over Applebloom’s head. Applebloom mistook it for affection, moaning as she turned her head up, letting the sick wash over her and pool in her throat, gargling it for a moment before swallowing it down.

‘I-I can’t have sex with a foal!’ Whylight said in Twilight’s mind. Sadly her time watching Twilight’s noble deeds hadn’t decreased her stupidity much at all.

‘A changeling foal that barely resembles her pathetic former pony self,’ Twilight reminded. ‘And also your own daughter, are you really going to leave her in need? You had no issues fantasizing about fucking your brother before you were transformed, and I know for a fact you’d have done so if you knew he was into the idea too. So it’s not like incest is off the table for you.’

“Don’t make me wait, Mommy,” Applebloom begged, still unaware of the hidden dialogue, rubbing her soft chitin bottom against Twilight’s throbbing ovipositor. “Make it hurt, please, ah wanna suffer ta get you off harder!”

Though Whylight’s fragile awareness seemed incapable of focusing on too much at once, Twilight was still enjoying the foal-rape next to them. The filly had been fairly quiet, too timid to make a noise in the strange new world she found herself in, but quickly screeched when she felt her tiny cunt stretching over the cock that had made her. Mac yanked her back so that she was impaled in one stroke, the throbbing member forced all the way into her deliciously immature womb, tearing out her cervix and pressing against the back wall. It was only around half-way inside.

“I’m so sorry, filly!” sobbed Bright, clearly feeling guilty about not having wanted to rape his children sooner, but then immediately contradicted himself by futilely trying to pull her back off his cock with his front hooves. Mac’s magic held her tight though, so all Bright ended up doing was stroking the young squirming body. His shaft throbbed harder inside, and the more it did the more blood oozed out of his crushed ball sack.

The colt continued his crying as his unnaturally bulging member pushed into his mother’s pleasure pit, her walls clenching the stripped meat of his cock and secretions burning as if salt had just been poured on his peeled dick. Applejack gnawed further on Pear’s ear, using her magic to intensify the pleasure she felt from her son’s dick, but the selfish mare just kept shaking her head. The better it felt, the more abject terror she felt at her situation, and soon at herself from the shame of enjoying it so much.

“Ya know, we should name those two brats, whatcha wanna call em?” Applejack suggested helpfully as she continued to plug Pear’s bottom, enjoying how it convulsed in refusal to enjoy the situation.

“Mommy should pick the names!” Applebloom suggested, sliding her bottom up to try to push herself onto Twilight’s shaft. She seemed to just think Twilight was giving her a hard time for the fun of it.

“N-names?” Whylight shifted her hips in a panic, insanely not wanting to ‘harm’ the foal that wanted it so badly. “U-uh… well for a male-female set… maybe Envy and Kanzi? Those are apple types and sort of rhyme so…” Predictably, her suggestions were bizarrely pony-ish, but Twilight didn’t contradict her.

Applebloom snorted with laughter as she tried to impale herself again, “That’s hilarious! No really, what do ya really think they should be named? How bout Rotten Apple fer tha colt and Putrid Apple fer tha filly?”

“But Envy and Kanzi are such sweet names…” Whylight said as tears streamed down her face. “Don’t you want to give them names they’ll like?” As if they would ever be sapient enough to even know their own names with the constant torture they’d endure.

While she wanted to see what Whylight would do, Twilight was getting impatient for the hot feel of her daughter’s pussy around her, so took over just long enough to push her hips forward, targeting Applebloom’s behind. The foals pussy flexed into a clawgina and grasped the ovipositor, sucking it in like a stiff noodle and convulsing her inner walls around her.

Whylight couldn’t help but moan, despite the fact that the needle filled hole was torture against Twilight’s ovipositor, which itself had throbbed to extend its lucious quills and drag along Bloom’s inner flesh. Applebloom moaned as she started to push her hips back, but Whylight just stayed stiff as she stood there, making her daughter do most of the work as she choked on a sob. The clawgina tensed around the shaft, dragging against it as well.

It was happening all over again, being forced to do terrible things, and yet somehow the agony of it all was sending pleasure through her that confused Whylight even further. It seemed the trapped mind hadn’t actually gotten to feel how pleasurably painful changeling-on-changeling sex was until Twilight pulled her back to the front. Would it be even more torment for her than before, or would she slowly corrupt and begin to like it? Twilight couldn’t wait to find out.

Not wanting to miss the action, Twilight forced Whylight’s head to turn to watch the others as well. Putrid was convulsing on Bright’s cock at this point, little legs flailing as her body bloated grotesquely and her eyes rolled back. He’s broken through the back of her womb and into her gut, but Applejack’s magic was keeping the infant from dying before she could fulfill her true purpose as an egg sack.

While Putrid had taken too much trauma to her lungs to do anything but gargle up blood, Rotten’s wonderful sobbing was still echoing through the barn as his mother unwillingly tortured his bloody cock. Applejack zapped energy through Pear’s body, forcing her to clench harder, the blood making for poor lube and increasing the friction and pain for the tiny mind even more.

“That’s it, tha only thing they’ll ever know about Mommy and Daddy,” Applejack purred as she continued to thrust herself. “Is that they introduced them into a world of agony, as it should be.” She then rolled-her-eyes towards Twilight. “Mommy ya know ah love ya, but yer joke names weren’t funny enough fer you to be sobbin’ in laughter. No offense, but ah’m startin’ to understand why grandmommy had that anti-pun device on ya. Taking it off seems ta be devolving yer mind slightly.”

Overwhelmed from the extreme pleasure beneath the contradictory pain of the penetration, Whylight couldn’t keep her hips still forever, and began pushing them down whether she wanted to or not. Applebloom rocked her hips upwards against her, splatting their bodies together, continually trying to slam harder and faster, but Whylight insisted on a cruel gentle pace instead of a lovingly violent one. Twilight hoped Applebloom wouldn’t take the lack of violence too badly and think that her Mommy might not love her as much anymore.

“Not gonna ram me into the floor?” Applebloom asked curiously, but thankfully didn’t seem offended. “Oh ah get it, we’re bein’ extra-kinky by bein’ more vanilla than usual. Well yer cock is still mah favorite so ah guess ah kin deal with it.”

“Don’t worry, nobody’s perfect,” Applejack agreed, careful not to let on that the bizarre kink made her just a little sick to her stomach. “We won’t kink-shame ya fer liking a gentle fuck every now and then. Ya weird fuck.”

‘You know,’ Twilight told Whylight on the inside. ‘You can still fuck a foal like a pony from time to time if that’s your problem. I understand if you regret not doing it more as a pony and just want to feel what molesting a foal feels like as a pony without using your amazing changeling abilities.’

‘That’s not the problem!’ insisted Whylight. ‘Even if it does sound… I mean, You know that and you’re just pretending to be oblivious because of your sadistic nature! You can’t possibly buy this nonsense about torturing foals being part of true friendship! It’s not even logical from an evil perspective!’ Despite her complaints, her hips didn’t stop, even grasping Applebloom’s chest in one front leg as the other tilted Bloom’s head down so her rear would slowly press upwards.

‘You mean YOUR sadistic nature,’ Twilight corrected her. ‘I don’t think I need to explain how the right circumstances can easily draw this out of you as well.’

‘Stop twisting my thoughts!’ Whylight continued her clearly-delusional thinking. ‘I don’t want to have sex with ANY foal, understand? Ever!’

Her hypocrisy was immediately apparent as Whylight moaned and arched her back, shaft throbbing hard as she creamed a load into Applebloom’s pussy beneath her. She shivered at the slimy yet thorny milking of the changeling pussy, and grasped Applebloom’s hindquarters to give several more powerful shoves to expel every drop into her cute little bottom as she could.

“Take my sperm you foal slut,” Whylight slipped out loud, then clenched her teeth in horror at what she had said.

‘You were saying?’ Twilight asked her smugly.

Whylight realized how absurd that must have seemed well enough, staying shamefully silent for a few moments. She collapsed from the intense pleasure, panting against Applebloom’s head and even reaching out her tongue to lap at the foal’s face as the little pussy continued to milk out her seed.

It was only more obvious since Whylight had came even before the two parents, but those two didn’t need much more encouragement. Even though he clenched his whole body in an attempt to resist, Bright creamed a load into his daughter as well, blasting out the back wall of her womb.

Her torn body bulged until her flesh expanded like a balloon with her tormented organs floating around in the soup, followed quickly by her vomiting a fountain of cum and blood. Applebloom and Applejack both had to act quickly to keep her from dying, but managed to keep her body together, now well-stretched in preparation for the eggs she would birth.

Pear was slightly more enlightened about it, finally grasping her son in her hooves and more freely rotating her hips against him even as she sobbed in shame at her own actions. It just felt too good to do something so incredibly kinky after sticking to strictly vanilla sex for her entire life. She must have been at least a little saner than most, because for a moment she sincerely regretted not having let Mac fuck her, the feel of a cock she made pushing apart her pussy was amazing.

She quickly repressed her feelings though and let her delusions take hold again. She clenched her eyes as her body convulsed around him, streaming her secretions over his bloody pulp of a shaft before suckling an unwilling orgasm out of her son, whose wails went up another octave as the hole he’d slopped out of continued to torment him.

“Good slut,” Applejack encouraged Pear, but the mare immediately regretted her own pleasure enough to vomit all over her son. There was an awful lot of that today, but it was amusing to watch the little one gargle it as he continued to sob at his delightfully cruel mother.

‘So, you need incest to get off?’ Twilight concluded as she focused on Whylight’s education.

‘Stop it,’ Whylight replied. ‘She’s just a foal that is corrupted, not our actual daughter.’

‘Deliciously corrupted, yes,’ Twilight said. ‘Which is mainly my doing so don’t take credit for it. Look, if you insist on this lie that you don’t want to fuck your family, just fuck some of the foals you aren’t related to like the two new egg sacks. If you think Applebloom is tight, can you even imagine what one must feel like fresh from a mare’s pussy?”’

‘That’s not the reason either!’ Whylight became increasingly frustrated, but insisted on continuing to try to convince Twilight. While smart for a pony, she was still stupid enough to think that convincing might do something. ‘What you are pretending not to understand is that…’

The thought was cut off as Applejack, having ripped herself from Pear’s butter bottom, pushed Twilight off of Applebloom and onto the floor on her back. Applejack straddled her mother lustfully, looking to get a dose of Mommy’s sperm for herself so that she could assist in the noble duties of raping eggs into innocent newborn ponies.

As she did so, Pear’s mind seemed to break just a little, and she grasped her son’s behind, pushing him against her once again. She muttered a quiet apology as she tugged his shaft from her pussy slowly, then pressed it against her tailhole instead, grunting as she forced it inside and rotated her hips slowly, face bright red with the shame of her deeds.

“Ya must’ve been really horny, Mommy,” Applebloom patted her swollen belly. “With all this, ah’ll be able to fill up one of the newborns and one of mah ex-parents too!”

“I-it wasn’t that much,” Whylight said aloud, not wanting to admit how hard boning a foal got her off.

“Don’t sell yerself short,” Applejack was eager for her own heavy dose, shivering as the thorny shaft slid up into her as well.

“I’m way too long to be sold short!” Twilight forced a pun through before giving back control to Whylight.

‘Why would you make me say that?!’ Whylight asked. Impregnating a foal in preparation for turning newborns into egg sacks was one thing, but terrible puns were just too much. It seems she agreed with Chrysalis about one thing at least.

Applejack cringed a bit at the pun, but then rolled her eyes back as her barbs tangled with Twilight’s inside, tearing into each of their sensitive fun-parts as her hips moved. She leaned forward to kiss Twilight deeply, shoving her tongue forward and penetrating Twilight’s throat like a shaft to lovingly choke her. Whylight gagged a great deal more than Twilight would have, but twisted her own tongue around Applejack’s instinctively to give it more warm flesh to push through.

Whylight strained to pretend she didn’t enjoy the slick tearing pressure all over her shaft, but more so she strained to pretend that she hadn’t liked boning a foal more. She couldn’t fool Twilight though.

‘It’s too bad she’s not a foal too,’ thought Twilight as Whylight strained to shaft once again. ‘But she’s still pretty good and it is sorta incest, so you should still be able to get off almost as much, right?’

‘Yeah she’s pretty good,’ Lost in pleasure, Whylight agreed, only to reverse course again. ‘I mean no! This whole thing is awful!’

‘Now don’t be mean,’ Twilight scolded Whylight. ‘She’s only been a changeling for a few hours, so you can’t expect her to be too good yet.’

It was a little bit of a lie though, because Twilight enjoyed the feel of a new changeling. The movements were unpracticed, but the enthusiasm Applejack had to pleasure her new mother was too delicious for that to matter. Applejack was already addicted to her mother’s cock, driving herself down on Twilight as hard as she could.

The earth pony had been strong before, but with her new hip strength and excitement, both their pelvises suddenly cracked from the repeated impacts. The two moaned together, embracing closer before Applejack continued choking Twilight on her tongue-shaft.

Applebloom started to move on to her next task, but smirked when she found Pear already happily taking her son up the rear. The mare staggered as she forced herself up off the floor, pinning her tiny son on his back and riding him up her ass with smooth motions even as she sobbed at her own deeds.

“Shh, just relax,” Pear leaned forward and kissed her son’s sobbing face, stroking his body with her shaky front hooves soothingly. She seemed to forget that no amount of soothing could ease his suffering when his cock had been skinned. “Mommy is here for you… oh Celestia I’m such a monster too… I just can’t help it I always wanted to have sex with Big Mac and now… now… “

Mac perked his ears at that, sliding out of Bright and letting him tumble onto the bloody floor. He moved up to his mother, who whimpered in terror as her transformed son edged up to her, but then kissed him deeply as he lifted her leg and pushed his pulsating shaft into her pussy. She moved her hips faster, clenching her teeth as she tried to make herself stop and just couldn’t.

“Pear, sweetie, what are you doing?” sobbed Bright in distress at his wife’s suddenly more logical thinking. “We can’t do that!”

“Then why are you fucking our daughter still!” Pear shot back. She clenched her whole body as she felt Mac’s barbs drag along the inside of her pussy, slowly tearing her apart, stringing beneath the pleasure and slowly overcoming it, but she still pushed herself back against both him and Rotten. She groaned. “That’s it, Mac baby, it hurts so bad but keep fucking Mommy’s pussy…”

Bright squeaked in horror, realizing that he had grasped little Putrid without thinking with his front hooves and was pulling her down against his shaft again. Unlike Pear, he refused to accept the more normal behavior, screaming and yanking her off his shaft, accidentally throwing her so that the wailing foal landed on the floor several hoofsteps away.

‘Oh goodness, can you taste that?’ Twilight asked Whylight as her web body undulated against Applejack, neither healing their broken pelvises and instead letting the fractured bone drag together painfully inside of them. ‘It’s divine, isn’t it? Pear’s self-hatred is actually more intense than her anger at us now, and Bright’s horror doubled seeing his wife’s newfound enlightenment.’

‘I-I prefer love or even lust,’ Whylight said, trying hard to hold back her next orgasm, but only ensuring it’d be larger as her body trembled with a need to release it. ‘And… sexual release… oh Celestia why am I enjoying this too…’

‘Ah, so you’re a traditionalist,’ Twilight pondered. ‘I suppose there are some changelings that still prefer love over torment and agony. If I had a choice, I’d probably decree that any drone that preferred lust over agony is executed, but I’d make an exception for you. Mommy will probably torment us both for eternity eventually anyway.’

‘That doesn’t make any… fuuuuck!’ Whylight suddenly went over the edge, shuddering as she expelled another impressive load into Applejack’s waiting egg factory. Despite her larger body, Applejack’s gut bloated almost as much as Applebloom’s, her shattered pelvis allowing it to push outward more and slosh around.

Whylight them promptly vomited again in disgust of herself, which Applejack found delightful as well. AJ pulled her tongue back and shaped her muzzle into a funnel to suck all the sick from Twilight’s throat, swallowing it down into the same chamber to give the fertilized eggs just a bit of flavoring.

‘Aha!’ Twilight thought triumphantly. ‘You got off when I told you how we’d be murdered or tormented for all eternity! I knew you were secretly kinky!’

‘I was already on the edge!’ Whylight defended. ‘And I hated the entire process! This is already eternal torment for me, why do you think your wicked mother let me stay conscious here if not to torture me?’

‘OUR wicked mother,’ Twilight corrected helpfully. ‘And it wasn’t necessarily to torture you. It could have been an act of kindness so you wouldn’t have to wonder about all the amazing things you’d be doing after your enlightenment.’

“That doesn’t make any sense!” Whylight screamed aloud in frustration.

“Well, vomiting during climax is pretty unconventional,” Applejack said, slurping up the last of it. “But ah wouldn’t say it makes no sense. If ya think about it, it’s just a really sloppy kiss.”

“Come on over, big sis,” Applebloom called to Applejack now that she was fueled up too. “Let’s start tha next bit of fun. Yer dyke ass can load up the two sacks that have pussies.”