Born Anew

by Snow Quill

Rating: mature
Tags: Sex, Anthro, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Alternate Universe, Changelings, Original Character, Porn, Fetish
Length: 1926

Elarix wasn’t always a changeling, but he does not remember his life before. All he knows is he is now a changeling, his mother loves him, and he would do anything for the hive.

Elarix is the newest changeling in the hive, recently reborn into this role. He will learn the changeling way with his squad mates Terres and Krekis, hunting with them (and having plenty of sex along the way), he will build a bond common ponies just can’t understand. When a threat rises against the hive he will prove his devotion to his hivemates and to Mother, showing just what changelings are made of.

Kink/Fetish warnings (may update as future chapters are released) - malexmalexmale, gangbang, malexfemalexmale, transformation(changelingification), rough sex, brainwashing/mind breaking, breeding, heat.

A/N - this was originally written as a one shot, but I found I liked it so much I’m going to write more. Please don’t downvote/leave a nasty comment just because the kink list above isn’t your cup of tea, thanks.
Special thanks to Maelstrom and RustleRustle for inspiring me to write this.
Cover art is drawn by myself

Published 2018-12-07 14:40:02 UTC
Last updated 2018-12-07 14:40:02 UTC

Reborn

Green, glowing eyes and feminine laughter.
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Hands gripping me, lifting me up..
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Buzzing rings in my ears as I am surrounded by something warm and tingly…
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More buzzing, green light. More laughter. Something caressing my fa…
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I jerk awake, except I didn’t end up on the floor of my dorm. ‘I can’t move. Why can’t I move. What’s going on?’

I try and move my head, wiggle my fingers, flutter my wings, something, anything...but nothing responds.

‘Fuck! What’s the hell is going on?’

I take a deep breath, or try to. It feels like something warm and gooey is stuck into my throat and nostrils, blocking my airways. Strangely though, I don’t suffocate.

I try and focus on my surroundings, feeling the same gooey-warm sensation tight against my body, not allowing me to even open my eyes much less move. I mentally blush as I realize even my ass is filled with the gooeyness. It doesn’t feel bad per say, but not knowing where I am fries my nerves and sends my mind into overdrive.

All of a sudden, a soft feminine voice breaks into my thoughts.

“Shh, it is alright child. Don’t panic, you are merely being reborn. Just relax and let it happen. You are going to make a most beautiful changeling.”

Changeling? What?

Images begin to flood my mind.

A beautiful mother figure with flowing locks and bright green eyes.

I start to feel an intense tingling at my hooves.

Tears begin to prick my eyes. ‘Mother.’

The tingling starts to spread upwards.

“Yes, very good. I am your mother. You will protect me with your life. You love me more than anything and will do anything to make me happy.”

My knees begin to tingle.

“You are a changeling now. You are a dominant species. You steal love from pathetic, lower life forms known as ponies. You bring this love back to me, your mother and queen.”

My thighs.

An image of a hive, where my brothers and sisters live. My mother, the Queen, resides in the middle and we protect her.

My hips tingle, slowly spreading to my cock and balls.

“Ponies are beneath me. They are merely food for us. We are the predator and they are the prey.”

My stomach smooths and tingles.

“That’s right little one. We hunt those weaker than us.”

My chest expands slightly, muscles forming with the tingling.

The image of a pony, eyes glowing green as I drain their love. It fills me, settling in my stomach with a warm glow. I need to take it to mother. She needs to eat.

The tingling inches up my back and spreads across my wings.

“You are almost done child. How do you feel?”

My arms.

“Mother, why can’t I see you? I need to see you. Please mother, let me see you!”

My hands.

An image of my mother comes to mind again and I relax.

My neck is tingling.

“Shh child, I know. I promise you will see mother soon. Just relax and let yourself be reborn.”

My chin starts to change, sharpening as I feel fangs poke out of my lips.

“Your name is Elarix.”

My face is covered and finally the tingling fades. I find I am able to open my eyes now, looking through the green goo of my cocoon. A shadowy figure walks up and touches the outside, gently opening it. I wince and close my eyes as light floods in, feeling hands grab me and help stabilize me.

I am slowly lowered to the floor and hear the buzzing and chittering of my brethren. I slowly open my eyes once more and stare into the face of my mother.

I gasp happily and lunge forward into her arms, feeling her hug me close and wipe the rest of the goo off of me. “There we are Elarix, now you are a proper changeling.”

She helps me stand up and I look around, shyly trying to hide in mother’s embrace. She chuckles and gently pushes me away, facing me towards the rest gathered in the room. A green blush spreads across my face as I lift my head, looking around and meeting a few pairs of eyes.

“Krekis, take your new brother to the feeding hall, make sure he gets his fill. He shall be with you and Tarres.”

“Yes mother.”

I gulp softly as Krekis steps forward, a slightly bigger and stronger looking changeling than I. He had some battle scars across his chitin, but a kind smile on his face. He reached out and took my hand, jerking his head towards the cavernous entrance. “Come along brother.”

I nod and follow his lead, my wings buzzing nervously as I look around, the hive looking new yet familiar. A sense of purpose and belonging began to blossom within as I pass by more of my hive mates, able to know their name and recognize them just by looking at them.

A few nod at me, some even buzzing out a greeting. I try to respond but find my throat dry and sore. I force a croaking sound past my lips and end up in a coughing fit. Krekis turned and wrapped an arm around me. “It’s alright brother, you just need some love...Welcome to the feeding hall.”

I look up and blush, faced with quite the scene. It was a huge hall, much like where I was just hatched. There are half walls around the room, but they don’t hide much. Ponies of all genders and sizes are attached to the walls in resin. Most are currently being fucked by changelings, their eyes distant and with a green glow. I inhale and am hit with the potent scent of sex, staggering back a step.

Krekis chuckled and pulled me in, leading me further. “So, what do you fancy brother? Stallion or mare?”

I bite my lip and look around, my gaze zeroing in on a handsome stallion. Krekis followed my gaze, smirking as he slapped my ass. “He’s a fun one...let’s tag team him.”

I squeak and jump slightly, timidly following Krekis’s confident swagger. We reach the stallion and he smirks, cooing at us. “Oh my, what a lucky colt I am~ Two big and strong stallions to fuck me like the tight slut I am. Well come on big boys, don’t leave me waiting~”

My jaw drops at the open wantonness of the pony. Somewhere in my mind it was drilled that ponies were usually very shy and prude creatures, needing to be conjoled and teased and gently disarmed to get them in this state. Krekis laughed out loud and lit his horn, manipulating the resin until the stallion was stuck to the floor on his hands and knees.

“What do you think brother, heads or tails?”

I nod at his head, shuffling forward and petting his mane. The stallion cooed and leaned into my hand, looking up at me and opening his mouth wide. I feel a stirring in my loins and I look down to see my green cock rising up, tapping his cheek and leaving a wet spot. He moans and moves his head to envelop the tip, suckling on it.

I gasp shakily and moan, grasping his mane tightly and hunching over his head. I hear Krekis chuckle and see him move to the stallions rear, my eyes widening as I see the size of his member. I unconsciously lick my lips as I watch him pull his hips back, and back, and back…

The stallion screamed around my cock as Krekis plunged forward, the stallions body jerking forward with the powerful thrusts, his head pounded straight into my crotch. My cock slides almost effortlessly into his throat, his screams of pleasure vibrating around me. A strangled cry of my own rips from my throat, an intense amount of pleasure flooding through my body.

Krekis’ grunt pulls me back to reality, his face inches from mine. He smirks and pulls me into a sloppy kiss, his horn lighting and touching mine. I almost collapse from the love being funneled into me from the stallion beneath us. I moan and whimper as I am filled, feeling my body grow stronger.

I find my footing and push against Krekis, our long tongues writhing against each other. He growls dominantly and I answer; our hips pounding into the stallion beneath us, shoving him back and forth on our cocks like a seesaw.

We both begin to reach the edge and we pulled apart, snorting and panting. I cry out, my voice deeper and my throat no longer sore, and grip the stallion’s head tightly. I feel slight bulges travel up my cock and explode into his throat, somewhere in my mind knowing that I was a bit off from being able to mate with mother.

In contrast, Krekis roared out and I could practically feel each unfertilized egg depositing into the stallion’s bowels. I move backwards from the panting muzzle, my cock retreating into my sheath. I walk to the side and watch in fascination as the stallion’s belly is expanded, a slight outline of eggs seen through the stretched fur.

Krekis groaned and slowly pulled out, his monster member shrinking into his own chitin. He pulled the stallion back up so he was stuck against the wall, then turned towards me.

“Come along Elarix, let me introduce you to Tarres and show you where we sleep.”

I smile and nod, “Sounds good Krekis.”

My wings buzzed happily at the sound of my voice, my hands going around my throat and rubbing softly in amazement. Krekis smiled and put his arm around my now slightly broader shoulders, leading me away from the feeding hall.

I knew I would be returning again soon, I needed a few more feedings before I was strong enough to go out of the hive and hunt for love. I would also need some training...

I look sideways at Krekis, curling my tongue around a fang nervously before meekly asking, “K-krekis? Are you...How do I…”

He smirked and bumped his hip against mine. “You will be in my squad with Terres. We will train together, hunt together, fuck together...”

The last part was said in a teasing buzz and a bright green blush exploded across my muzzle.

“We are put together to increase our chances of successful love harvesting. Terres is our sister and helps scout out good targets. Then, depending on the pony’s sexual preference, either her or I go in and seduce them. The other will keep watch. With you now added, we have an extra guard and playmate.”

I nodded along to the explanation, my subconscious knowledge agreeing with his words. “When do you think I’ll be ready to go out with you?”

“Hmm, maybe a week or two. Depends on the rations Terres and I get and are able to share with you.”

He stopped outside a hall and wrapped a hand around my bicep, squeezing and humming. “Hmm…Yes, it shouldn’t take you too long to get to my size.”

I can’t help but glance to his crotch, much to the amusement of my squad brother. “Yes, even there. I am 20 years old, and with each successful hunt and passing year you will be able to grow a bit. We don’t get much bigger than this though, otherwise we’d break every pathetic pony we hunt.”

I laughed along with him, leaning into his side and smiling. “I look forward to it Krekis.”