To Overthrow a Queenby oh no im a horse nowChaptersPrologueSomething Like Sex EdPracticing for the Big DayPrologueTsetse trotted through the dark greens and blacks of the Hive that surrounded her, taking some time to admire her surroundings, though she knew she could waste no time. Some part of her brain protested that technically she was surveying what would soon become her kingdom,if she could only figure out how to go about the plan she'd begun to figure out already. The Grand Hive was the birthplace of every member of the royal family since the dawn of the Hives. It was massive, home to over a thousand changelings even after the start of the famine. It boasted some of the proudest luxuries that was sure to put even Canterlot to shame- the best academy, the best architecture, but most importantly for Tsetse, the largest library, with a mix of Equestrian and Changelian books that allowed for a broad scope of knowledge, if one would only have the time to look in it. Most changelings were more obsessed with trying to find enough food to live, but Tsetse often didn't need to worry much. She still was often hungry, but nothing like some of her future subjects suffered. They had hope in a bright future that she could reel in one day. They loved her for the possibilities she could provide. It was that confidence in her that she fed off of, both figuratively and literally. Tsetse knew that as heir to the throne, and the one who would arrive to clean up Chrysalis's mess, she already had a large amount of support and favoring from the Changelings in all the Hives, though not many voiced it to or around the Queen. It was this fact that had motivated her to go through with this plan. She moved through the ornate green doors, and a Changeling librarian was busily sorting through books. Ribs showed through the librarian's black coat, but Tsetse recognized this one, and knew he was in a similar situation as herself, foodwise anyways. The stallion fed on his love of books, though she'd never understood how it worked, and he got just enough nutrition from it. The librarian had confessed he still wanted to get "organic love" for his friends and family to feed off of, though he himself had never found a reason for it when he found a love in his literature. Tsetse waved hello to him and moved to the history section. It had occurred to her as a sort of revelation last night that maybe she'd been looking in the wrong place for answers on how to more quickly usher in new ways of finding food for her kingdom as soon as possible. Science had carried her very far, but she had begun to find dead ends more often than leads. Now, she would have to look for answers in the words of those who'd seen it themselves- history books were her last hope, lest she went into this with no plan after she rose to power. She moved a hole-riddled hoof along the spines of the books. Textbooks, novels, beginner-levels next to advanced-levels, the library was a cluttered mess since the decline of the Kingdom's sanity and organizational abilities. With every day she came here, she felt more guilt about not helping the Librarians organize this absolute mess, but she knew the books would become messy again within the week, and that helped curb it. Soon she'd be a queen, and she could help all her subjects. She'd remember that. Queen Tsetse of the Grand Hive. "Tsetse!" The Librarian trotted up to her, making her jump away and instinctively bare her fangs before recollecting herself. "Larva! Don't scare me like that! Aren't all Librarians supposed to be calm and quiet?" Larva shrugged. "It doesn't matter since your dump of a mother rolled in her ten-step-program to starvation." The stallion turned to the bookshelf, browsing with a focused furrow in his brow. Tsetse role her eyes amusedly. Larva was one of the few whom she'd trusted most of the details of her upcoming rebellion in. He helped her find books that could assist with her plans, and he often cracked treasonous jokes around her, which she would return. They were an unstoppable team when it came to knowledge, and she knew from the way the stallion inspected the bookshelves he'd found soemthing for her again. "What is it this time?" She stepped closer, and Larva looked up to meet her gaze. "I found this old book while cleaning the shelves last week. I'm sure it's older than the Hives, from the way the cover looks. I hid it in the back of the shelf, though I'm sure nobody'd pay mind to it. You know how everyone is- more focused on surviving the present than thinking about the past." The dark changeling suddenly straightened, grabbing some dusty, beaten book out of a pile near the back of the surprisingly-deep bookshelf. "Here. Look." Larva tossed the tome to Tsetse, who caught it between her hooves quickly. She turned to the Librarian, but he was already trotting away, nodding good luck to her before tending to someone who'd just entered the library while they were talking. Tsetse looked over the beaten-up cover. She grabbed another history book randomly from the shelves, covering her find's title with it before cantering off to a secluded table in a corner of the massive room. She set both books down and levitated the old tome before her closer, opening it up. She peered at the title page, which read ADVANCED LOVE HARVESTING MANEUVERS with a date of over 150 years back. What had Larva found so interesting about this book? It seemed to be just some dated textbook once used in an academy, before it was placed her for whatever reason. But when she flipped forward some pages, it became clear this wasn't showing the maneuvers she knew, of simply forming a romantic relationship with a victim, or gaining their trust and love via flirting or other methods. Suddenly, there were images of more physical things. She'd never seen some of these things before, though she knew what it was called, since it had been important to observe Equestrian behaviors before the failed takeover began. 'Matte'... no.... mating! That was it! She read deeper in, soon finding herself in a world of other information, lost to time. Why had changelings stopped this? Ponies became most vulnerable when in the heat of sex, and that was when you fed the most. It also felt good for a changeling and a pony each, and one-night stands were so common that there would be no suspicions from the partner if you fled. Of course, changelings had something similar, but it involved two males, a female, and a queen's ovipositor. Tsetse grinned. She knew she had that- that part of science was common. Anyone of direct royal blood gained one upon reaching sexual maturity. The queen had the opportunity to let the eggs grow inside her instead of delivering them inside another female, and Tsetse had been the last hatching in the royal family- and the only surviving royal female after the growing intensity of the famine around her. Chrysalis acted scared of her sometimes, and Tsetse thought it funny that the Queen would finally have a valid reason to be afraid of something. Tsetse flicked her tail at Larva, who noticed the subtle motion and trotted over after a wary glance around. With no eyes on them and all eyes on books, Tsetse didn't care much for trying to act as secretive as she normally did. "Where did you find this? Do you realize how much this can help our cause?" Larva nodded, eyes bright. "I figured you'd be impressed. I don't know where it came from or who wrote it- but it's clear that someone abandoned this years and years ago, probably thinking it was too outlandish or something. But, uhm...." He sank his gaze a bit more. The changeling princess narrowed her eyes at him. "But what?" "W-well, I uhm, I read quite a bit in the book.... and then I tried to simulate such an occurrence.... with my hoof. For science." He paused, then added, "I-it did work!" Tsetse blinked. "Oh. Well, don't feel so horrible about it! You shouldn't feel shame for experimenting! Now we know it'll work like a charm. The promise of food and easy pleasure is sure to bring in lot of followers for our cause. Let's assemble the others and you and I can teach them what we know using the book and our own knowledge." "Our own knowledge? You know about this stuff?" "Of course I do! It's ancient law that all eligible heirs much watch the Queen's reproduction practices at least once for two hours. I know quite a lot- more than you could teach yourself with a hoof." "O-oh...." Larva looked to his hooves. "You should teach alone, then. I can spread the word of the book, but I don't have that much knowledge." Tsetse grinned. "I'll teach you. I'll teach all the resistance, and anyone else interested. Spread the word as quickly as you can- we've found a way to feed our people, and get rid of their pent-up energy from being cooped up in the Hives. Anyone interested may report to the library's back room tonight. Anyone who snitches to Chrysalis that there's a chance for a revolution will be tracked down and... humiliated." The changeling princess snarled a bit, making Larva cower backwards so slightly it was a hard movement to catch. But then the Librarian turned, announced the library was closing early, and shuffled out with the three other changelings who'd been in the building with them. Tsetse was gone quicker than the others, but as she left she saw that already two changelings turned to others, murmuring a message she couldn't catch, but knew well. Her and Larva exchanged a glance across the semi-cluttered pathway, and then he flew off into the higher levels of the dark green hive, and Tsetse knew her revolution was finally ready. Soon, she would be Queen... and Chrysalis would fall, just as she had been afraid of for years. Author's Note Sorry for no sauce! I wanted some lore here, and character introduction. Next chapter will be nice and saucy. Something Like Sex EdTsetse was perched in wait above the door of the Grand Hive Library. Glowworms and crystal shards emanated faint green lighting from the walls where they clung. She spied not a single changeling around... but that would change, she knew. Worse comes for worse, the few revolutionaries whom she herself had recruited would show. It took a small wave to make a big ripple. After what felt like hours of holding the rusty silver keys in her jaws and clinging to the shadows of the massive black building, she heard distant buzzing of changeling wings, and looked up. Three changelings- two unfamiliar, one not. Larva led the front, and two changelings- one slender and small, and one about normal size but with large wings- were in the back, glancing around as they went. The Librarian nodded to her. "These aren't all of them, don't worry. We three went ahead to see if you were here. You wanna unlock the door so we can get in in one go?" He gestured to the two massive black doors below them. Tsetse nodded with a sly grind, jumping down from the ledge and in front of the doors. She lifted the keys with her magic and opened the door quickly, a satisfying clik announcing her success. "Alright, I'll set up the inside and check around. Go get whoever else wanted to come here." Tsetse turned around to go inside, and heard the buzzing of wings fading again behind her as the three messengers flew away. She glowered around in the shadows, stalking in slowly. The backroom of the library was made for lectures. A large rise with cushions and a pedestal was probably the stage, and long rows of cushions spanned all the way back to where Tsetse stood. She flew up to the stages and began dusting it off with her long tail. After a while, the buzzing of wings grew again, and the changeling lifted her horn to the air. It shimmered green, and then all the candles hung on the walls blossomed into a similarly-colored green fire, and the space was illuminated to more cozy lighting. No sooner had the room's candles been lit than they began to filter in. She was surprised at the turnout- over twenty changelings led the way in, then more followed. There were around 100, give or take, in the room by the time the last changeling flew in, and then Larva closed the door behind her. She picked out a few faces she thought were familiar, but none were more of a sight for sore eyes than the four revolutionaries aside from Larva who made their way to the stage before her. Tsetse waved to them and welcomed them onstage, where they took their seats on the cushions that were on the dais. Larva hesitated and walked up beside her. "I already briefed them. Do you know what you're doing now? Your plan?" Tsetse scoffed, tossing her head a little in the fake aristocracy that made her seem more authoritative around common folk. "Of course I do. Treating me like a casual friend won't help me with my point, though. These people need a leader who seems untouchable- not someone who's buddy-buddy who they wont fear to report." Larva winced a little at his friend's tone, but Tsetse lifted her chin with no apology. He nodded his head, gave a small bow to her with a scornful look at the audience, and then left to sit by their friend, Bloodworm, who was staring intently at Tsetse with an excited, hopeful look. Tsetse turned away from her friends, and regarded the public with a proud nod. "Greetings, fellow changelings of the Grand Hive. I have called you here because after many months of plotting an uprising, I have finally found a way to feed the people here, and overthrow the weakling we know as Chrysalis using the support of you all, and many more. This information has come from an ancient tome, in whose ways described I can only assume were purged unjustly long ago by a queen similar to the coward we have in our castle today." Changelings sat up, and she knew she had their attention. Time to drop the bomb. "We all know of the queen's intricate reproductive process, which I as her heir am also capable of, by the way. It turns out that ponies are also capable of a similar reproduction process- without the queen or second male as a middleman- and it produces an onslaught of love we previously thought took years to harvest." She began pacing across the edge of the large dais, feeling the many eyes of the changelings on her. She'd gotten their attention- hopefully she could keep it. "With me as queen, I'll be able to make it so such practices are legal. You'll be able to feed at last! I only ask for your undying support and loyalty to me, so I may successfully take over my mother. She's weak in the mind, but strong in her magic, this you know." Her audience looked around, and a vivid murmuring filled the large room. She turned with a grin to her friends behind her, who blinked wide at her with awe. Clearly, though they'd been briefed on the topic, they too were enthralled with such an idea, and amazed with how well Tsetse had carried out her plan of gaining supporters. Tsetse flicked her tail at Larva, who stood up and trotted over from where he'd been sitting on a cushion next to Bloodworm. He fumbled with the book, but was soon levitating it in front of Tsetse. Catching a few glances of confusion from the audience, he feigned another respectful bow, and Tsetse snickered a little under her breath. Standing up with an unamused glower, Larva tossed the book into the princess's magic with his own levitation. She smiled. "Thankyou, Larva." She turned to regard her spectators again, many of whom had now focused their attentions on her again. She lifted the book above her head. "This is the book that has taught me all this! I shall separate it into a multitude of cloned tomes, which you may read in groups." Tsetse focused her magic, and the objects split into about twenty cloned versions of itself.She drew the original copy closer to herself, then dispersed the rest with her magic into the crowd of insectlike equines. At once, people reached up to grab it, then began avidly flipping through the books in small, clustered groups, probably sitting with other friends as they read aloud verses they liked and gawked at the sketches. "Ahem!" The room fell silent again. Tsetse whirled, lifting her chin and looking down her snout pointedly at a changeling and two of his friends whom had walked near the dais and stood before her as the audience stepped back from them. The leader had reddish-orange eyes, and a matching red mane and tail. He puffed out his carapace, but it was amusingly unmenacing due to his small size. "Yes?" Tsetse drew nearer to him, trying her best to not give too intense of a fake glower. It seemed to work- the drones behind him stepped back. "How do we know this isn't dangerous? Can we trust that this method wasnt taken out because of some horrible consequence?" "How can food be a horrible consequence, Mealworm?" One of his goons piped up suddenly, and the angry drone - Mealworm, apparently- turned to him with a snarl. "We couldn't trust one queen with the promise of food! Why trust another?" That was a good question- Tsetse's people could be slaughtered if they became too reckless. She pondered this point for a moment, aware of the gazes of varying intensities that rested on her. After a moment, Tsetse nodded, and met Mealworm's gaze again. "It'll work, because I can show you all now... I could demonstrate to you exactly the process, and you could replicate it yourselves." Tsetse knew she was regarded as quite beautiful- almost the moment she became sexually mature, she had suitors crawling from every corner to elope with her. She'd always turned them down, for she'd never favored a king. Now, her slender hips and lush hair could serve her a positive purpose- if she could use someone in this audience as a display, the erotic moment would send all the stallions into a forever-loyal state, and all the females wet with need to have such a thing happen to them. Most changelings in this room weren't of the age where they could go to the queen and ask her for the mare of the couple to be egged- chances were none of them had ever seen breeding practices, save for Tsetse herself, and Larva- kind of. "Are there any volunteers?" She lowered her voice, letting the memory of watching her mother's fierce orgies flood her. She'd always wondered how it felt. Her tail lifted on it's own just thinking of the experience, and that soon, she'd be doing something similar. Tsetse lifted her half-lidded gaze seductively to meet the audience again, and saw quite a few hooves up. She scanned the crowd for familiar faces- there. Hornet, who'd she'd somewhat known during academy times. He'd gotten an erection once by pure accident in class- and since he'd had a promising package back then, she couldn't imagine how he'd grown in two years. "Hornet. Up on stage. You'll be... demonstrating with me." Tsetse straightened her posture, looking down her nose again at Hornet. He blinked, walking up onto the dais beside her. She could see the wanton he was holding back. "Go in slow." She murmured, then angled herself towards the audience more, revealing her moistening pussy to them. Already, some stallions had angled themselves backwards subconsciously, and she could see their shafts growing slowly from their sheaths, climbing upwards with pre glistening on them already. She made her labia wink, and shuddered at the feeling it gave her. She looked behind her to see what Hornet's holdup was, and saw the stallion's cock already beginning to fall out towards the ground. His balls were admittedly quite impressive- plump, almost the size of his hooves, with his shaft proudly bouncing against his abdomen as he stepped closer. She expected him to mount quickly, but instead he pressed his muzzle close. Tsetse was about to snap at him to hurry up, when suddenly she felt hot breath cover her delicate region, and her legs begin to shake this way and that as though they were made of grubs. Instinctively, Tsetse spread her legs more, letting the clamor of hormones overtake her young body and corrode her brain. Everything felt foggy. She became aware of something pressing at her, and more hot breath caressing her folds as Hornet gently drove his muzzle into her tight pussy. Her juices traveled steadily down between her legs now, and she stifled a small grunt-squeak noise. Slowly, Hornet drew his tongue up her pussy, swirling over the small, pink nub of her clit and flicking it back and forth. Tsetse shook her head slightly, shivering as she felt the stallion about to breed her slowly move into her with his skilled tongue. He lapped up her juices again, scooting closer to her and bumping his mostly-erect cock against her hoof as his own hooves traced up the inside of her legs slowly, slowly, slowly. His warm lips wrapped around her clit, and Tsetse sucked in a breath as she felt him begin to suckle at the small organ, sending waves of crackling, white-hot pleasure through her body. His hooves finally found her outer labia, and massaged them closer to his mostly-buried muzzle. His hot breath now collected within her folds, before being released when he moved his hooves away for a moment to readjust and press more on the nerves of her soft sex organs. Suddenly he plunged his tongue deeper inside her, breaking through into her unused love tunnel and eliciting a sudden gasp through her. She lifted her head, and in that moment she saw her audience spectating, checking the books to keep along with their observations, and trying this for themselves. Tsetse could hardly resist letting out another squeak, as she saw how preoccupied and aroused her audience was, and how it could only attribute to them supporting her if she added to this act. But her common sense was instantly blocked out as suddenly Hornet drove his muzzle deeper into her, tasting her fine juices as they spilled over him and dribbled down his chin and cheeks. Her legs felt as though they were humming beneath her, and her pussy winked around his muzzle again. He lapped at her inner walls, feeling his way along her sex and drinking in her taste and smell. He began to suckle at her again, letting out small moans that only vibrated her delicate flesh and added to the effect. She had to resist flailing or moaning loudly, lest she distract her audience or expose how weak she truly was to this... this heavenly pleasure. Hornet nuzzled into her relentlessly as she squirmed, and after a moment she relented, drooping her head down to suppress another moan, only to get a good look at Hornet's strong, large shaft, now fully erect and glistening with precum that had been drawn out by the sights and smells of Tsetse's glorious nickers. Tsetse leaned back into Hornet's licking, her hind legs threatening to collapse under her. Hornet only adjusted, lowering his body and tilting his head up wards before driving his muzzle into her clit, making sure to flick at her nub with each lap of his tongue into her pussy. She buried his face deeper into her, moaning low and soft and gasping for air. Her body seemed to work without her, now moving in slow cycles and grinding against Hornet's skilled mouth and movements. Hornet laughed a little at her natural reaction, which sent another wave of vibrations through her clenched-up pussy. It hit her like a crashing wave. A great surge of pleasure almost knocked her backwards. She pressed hard against his licking, every muscle from her uterus to her labia clenching up tightly. Figuring what was to happen, Hornet pressed deeper into her, and gently bit down on her flesh, sending shocks of pain and glee through her system. With a cry, she came all over him, spraying Hornet's muzzle and face with her nectar until it drizzled down his cheeks and neck, and stained his hooves. He broke away, and Tsetse panted, wild-eyed and looking around. Nobody had noticed, by now they were following her lead, most of them, and those that weren't were busily pleasuring themselves. But noticing a stop onstage, they hesitated in their endeavors. Tsetse realized they weren't looking at her, but something behind her... Suddenly a weight hefted atop her, jamming her tail more out of the way. Where once it'd been at her back hooves, Hornet's well-endowed cock now bounced against her underbelly. She sized it up, and was unsure how much would be able to fit inside her, and how much would stretch her wide and cram her full. But her body responded naturally to shift and spread it's hind legs just as Hornet hunched his back more, straightened his hind legs, and wrapped his hooves tight around her abdomen. His muzzle was next to her ears now, and hie belly and carapace pressed into her back, between her insectlike wings. Tsetse turned to look at him, and he grinned mischievously. "Let's finish the show, princess." He murmured, and she nodded shakily, lowering her head for him and letting her instincts take over gain. His shaft pressed against her clit for a moment as it slid past her, sending crackles of stimulation through her nerves again. Tsetse sucked in a breath as she felt Hornet back up and position his forelegs even tighter around her waist. He shimmied close, and suddenly she was aware of his massive, flat head pressed against her still-tingling labia. It was larger than her pussy, and pressed flat against it, triggering all the nerves in her sex. At once in a dull, muted kind of way. Here it was- the real deal. She would take it, or she'd prove she was no use as a queen to these changelings. She regarded her audience. "W-watch and learn, my followers." She said in as diplomatic a voice as she could. Tsetse angled her legs and spread them far apart, bracing herself for the inevitable. The princess couldn't lie to herself- she was a bit afraid of what to expect. She'd seen it, but had yet to experience such a rush. She hoped it was something like what Hornet had already given her, but the world wouldn't make her promises. She was started back from her thoughts by the feeling of an immense pressure building behind her, as Hornet tried to press his long, girthy, experienced shaft into her lovehole. Her folds were already spread and pressed far apart, and he pressed all his weight into drilling her even closer into the earth, pressing down as deep as he could. Her legs shook under her, and she felt her forelegs beginning to crumble under her. He backed up a little, momentarily relieving her of the immense pressure, and then suddenly his flare was there again. Hornet growled frustratedly in her ear, wiggling his haunches and wrapping his forelegs tighter around her waist. Tsetse felt an even greater pressure for only a moment, and then suddenly she was broken int. She yelled in pain and joy, and tightened her vaginal lips around his immense shaft, surprised at it's immense width. It seemed to keep on going, rubbing past her walls. She felt every detail of it bury it's way into her, only to be stopped just as her folds kissed the start of his massive medial ring. Hornet slid back out slowly, pressing into her flesh again sensually and eliciting another small squeal out of her. Tsetse was angled more towards the ground now from his weight, and she straightened a tad for only a moment before he rammed himself back into her with another grunt. She felt his head press against her limit, threatening to break through so he could bottom out inside her. He backed out again, and she hardly had time to recover before she felt his hips waggle, causing the last bit of cock in her to press harder against each side of her tunnel in an alternating pattern. He pressed down on her folds in a new way, and she felt hot pre drizzle down into her from the angle she was at. He swung hard, thrusting back into her, and this time she felt a nice pop as he broke through, burrowing into her. In another painful rush of pleasure, eliciting a tight scream from her, his medial ring crammed into her not-so-virgin pussy, rubbing even more against all the little details of her delicate, sensitive flesh. He yanked hard on her haunches, pulling himself tight against her, and his impressive length finally bottomed out inside her. Tsetse let out a surprised squeak, which quickly morphed into another breathy moan that made her slouch, as she felt his wide, flared tip press hard against her uterus's entrance. They held firm there for a moment, and Tsetse felt as though they had merged into one being. She could feel his cock twitch and pulse within her walls, sending small, subtle tremors of pleasure shooting through her legs and sex. Her pussy lips spasmed and winked around the impossible girth of his dark anatomy. Hornet sighed, low and long, as he slid back out of her, his flare pressing against her walls. Tsetse clenched tightly around him longingly as she felt the space where his shaft was suddenly be emptied again, her tunnel tightening and trying to rebuild after the good stretching. Hornet began to try and build up a momentum, leaning over her again and pressing his back legs into hers, he now had changed his position to jab more directly into her. With one quick swing of his hips, he plunged back into her depths, and his head kissed against the entrance to her uterus. She felt his well-endowed balls slap against her clit, sending shudders throughout her. He yanked himself back out, and again stabbed into her, grunting. Tsetse panted low with each thrust, feeling herself be pushed forwards and dragged backwards by his impressive strength. Hornet now moved inside her freely, pressing up in different spots across her sensitive flesh until he was at the hilt, and she curled her inner labia around his sheath, her body begging him to try and give her more. "Gnh!" The princess suddenly yelped, whirling around as she felt Hornet shift abruptly mid-thrust. His stiff cock pulled out more upwards, but she met his gaze and saw a beastlike desire shimmering in them. Her breeder growled, slamming back into her. He thrust forward deep, and now stabbed directly into her g-spot. Tsetse screamed in pure bliss as the world seemed to shatter into bits of pleasure that pricked her skin. She tightened up, squeezing and milking Hornet, who saw he'd managed to get to her, and began fucking her relentlessly again, smacking at her sex with no mercy. With every deep thrust forwards, Tsetse was pushed deeper downwards, and her legs slowly wobbled apart, allowing him more room to delve deep. The beat now began to get more sloppy. She could feel his desire burning inside his hot length, and his hips and legs shook. She shifted, curling her tunnel around his working cock. By accident, she aimed his cock towards a new pleasure spot for him to ravage, and his broadening flare pressed in fast, jerky movements against it, shocking her to the core. Tsetse yelled,pressing back farther into him and flagging her tail higher. She angled her body almost directly downwards, and Hornet slammed his hooves down beside her head, gripping onto her again before slamming down. "Oh, f-fuck!" Her dominator yelled out in choppy breaths as he bucked into her walls. With a coy grin through all her joy, she pressed upwards again, and was met with a faint tingling at the entry to her uterus. "Take it. Push through!" Tsetse snarled, slamming herself as far back as she could go. She felt, with a shudder, as his sheath was pulled into her, rubbing fast and strong against her clit. Only one thing left for her to take, and she planned to. Coiling herself tightly around him, a need overcame her, and she pushed hard against him one last time. His balls popped hard into her, and internally, everything seemed to shift to try and accommodate the massive orbs. A stab of pain ruptured through her as he broke through into her large room, and pushed at the back of her uterus. Shudders wove through her spine with every thrust now, as the blinding pain she'd initially felt subsided, and she felt her tureus beign rubbed and fucked violently, a whole new wave of physical feeling making her clench up. Everything tightened, wrapping around his hot cock and immobilizing it. A massive tremor ran through her from end to opening, and she felt her juices surging through her, pulsing around every small detail of Hornet's cock. Tsetse convulsed, screaming loud and shrill and squeezing Hornet's balls with her pussy as she came, hard, over his underbelly and legs, drenching him with her juices. Hornet's own cock now tremored as well whilst she continued to spurt the last of her cum over him. With an aroused snarl between deep pants, Hornet pressed deep as he could inside of her, almost lifting his hind legs up and making her support his entire sex's weight. He crouched low into her, gripping onto her mane and yanking, and let out a throaty roar. It was pure bliss, unlike anything Tsetse had ever felt. It felt like lava was injected deep inside of her, fertilizing everything, filling her to the brim and more. While still cumming, she was so tight nothing could escape, and so it continued to flood her insides as jet after jet of Hornet's DNA spewed into her labyrinth. She felt her stomach begin to stretch and grow as his pent-up energy released, on and on. Tsetse sensed he needed this, and had been saving for longer than she'd initially thought. She backed up into him just as her orgasm finished, wrapping her pussy's lips around him, and working the muscles so her walls milked his length and slowly-draining ballsack. They stood there, locked tightly with both of them sweating and panting, as Tsetse was filled to the brim and Hornet let himself release all his seed. At last, he pulled out, his balls popping out of her first, then his shaft sliding out while her beaten pussy winked after it longingly. Tsetse staggered to her hooves, feeling empty yet full, and gazed around. Their audience had turned into a large-scale orgy before them, but many had completed by now, leaving only the telltale marks of sex fluid to show what had taken place here. The last pair finally finished, and Tsetse chattered to draw everyone's attention to her, where initially it'd been a mix of cleanups and awed murmurs. "You see now what the Queen has kept you of by hiding you all here. While we are Changelings, and so give little love off ourselves from these endeavors, you all have gotten a meal compared to what small things you hope for by kissing your mates. If I were Queen, I'd not keep you from getting even more of this... from those who are outside the Hives." Cheers now greeted her words, in place of skepticism and shock like before her demonstration. "You all may take home copies of the tome you've been given- all I ask is that when the time comes, you all shall become revolutionaries who will fight beside me... for the sake of this. For the sake of no more famines in the future. We shall feed again yet, my friends!" And as her speech ended, she heard the excited, happy chanting of "Queen Tsetse! Queen Tsetse!" as changelings filed out of the rooms, seduced others, and chattered excitedly amid eachother. Hornet had left too, perhaps sensing his duty to his soon-to-be-Queen was over now. Tsetse turned to her friends, some of which had attempted such actions themselves while others were reading the book excitedly, their sex organs betraying their arousal over the sights they'd seen. Not one disapproving look greeted her as she approached. "I see we're all ready for the rebellion. It happens next week...." She looked down at them, grinning as they met her gaze with hope and joy. "Be ready. You'll be needed for my plans." Practicing for the Big DayIt was quiet in the Hive, and yet an air of excitement simmered in it that you could almost feel in your coat. Mantis wasn't surprised, though- he knew the big day wasn't that far off. Only two days until the takeover of the hierarchy would begin- the Queen would soon be overthrown, and Tsetse would take her place and rush in a new era of modern lovemaking and lovetaking. "It's quite exciting, isn't it?" Mantis turned his head to fake his brother, Horsefly. As they walked back from the Academy to their house that they shared with their parents, they both had sensed the anticipation that brooded everywhere, like clouds of dust swirling about just before a dust-devil came in. Those clouds of dust were the groups of budding revolutionaries, chattering about in hushed voices, looking around to see if there were any green-armored drone guards that they hadn't seen at the gathering last week. It was all such a sight- Tsetse's plan now finally flourishing, and leaving the whole Hive in a buzz that hadn't occurred since before the great plan was executed. "It is- but it makes me more nervous than anything else. We've hardly practiced these strategies, yet Tsetse thinks we're ready to be the key fighters at her side." Mantis crouched low, powering his lanky limbs before jumping into the air, his wings buzzing in flight. Horsefly jumped into the air beside him, gliding home next to his brother. The shorter changeling shrugged. "Not much to do about that. Tsetse was quite punctual, considering she'd found the book in the same 24 hours as that gathering. We should be grateful she planned this at all, instead of jumping headlong into it and trying to kill Chrysalis instantly." Mantis scoffed. "She wouldn't have done that anyways. Chrysalis is a babbling, crazy old mare. She's too paranoid to even sleep without a guard standing at rigid attention at her door. Tsetse would only go after her alone if she wanted to die on sight. She's headstrong, but not stupid." Horsefly paused in thought, opening his mouth to speak at last, but they'd already arrived at their house, which was amid the top a tall beam of dark treestuff and hivewax with other houses evenly jutting from it to keep it balanced. Many middle-class houses were like this throughout the whole Hive- unorganized yet perfectly balanced, as all things should be. The two walked into their house. "Mom and Dad's not home yet, I guess." Mantis flicked his tail, stretching his wings wide and shutting the door behind Horsefly as the changeling trotted in and took a seat on a cushion pile in the living room. The lankier changeling sighed, plopping down onto a small pile of cushions similar to Horsefly's own seat. "I'm worried I won't know what to do when the time comes. I was one of the ones reading while everyone else got it on- I've got the least experience out of eighty percent of that audience, roughly! Why would Tsetse choose me? I might be her friend, but-" "I could show you." "Eh?" "I'd gladly show you, you know. I was out there with Moth, though im thankfully shorter than you and the other chagelings my age, so I don't think anyone else noticed. And that way you won't be as worried!" "No, no- Horsefly, I mean we're brothers. I don't think we're supposed to do that. The book says relatives shouldn't ever breed." "And can two males breed? Can changelings even breed one-on-one at all without prior eggs?" Horsefly shot back quickly, his brown eyes coy and knowing. Mantis didn't even have to say anything. His brother knew he'd been cornered in his own logic. Horsefly's brown eyes glimmered triumphantly as he stalked forward. Mantis flattened his ears a little, uncertainty tugging at his brain. "U-uh.. a-age gap!" Oh, wrong thing to say. The shorter changeling laughed. "Panicking? I'm the same age as you dummy- you're just tall, and I'm short. No matter how often I suck it up around strangers that don't know a thing, you know that Mom laid two eggs at the same time, and only ever laid two." Mantis gave in."I- yes, fine. I'm panicking. I just don't know if its, right, and wh-what if Mom or Dad comes home and sees us? They wouldn't approve at all- ggh!" Cranefly had rather deliberately brushed his own dark gray coat against Mantis's mostly-sheathed shaft. The lanky colt pushed his brother away gently and abruptly. "N-no! Not here! We've got nowhere to hide but our shame!" Horsefly sighed, stepping off and rolling his eyes. "Come on then- they never check my bedroom because they think it's messy." He stood, flicking his tail for Mantis to follow. He trailed along behind his shorter brother, tail curled between his legs. Was this right? Was it wrong, though? They entered through the curtain, into a coldish room. There were small bits of clutter, but not enough for their parents to warrant as "messy", though they did anyways. Mantis blinked hesitantly, stepping into the room, unaware Horsefly still stood still behind him. In moments, he had been thrust onto the bed, and Horsefly's brown eyes shimmered eagerly. Mantis flattened his ears a little, but something in his brain found it almost arousing to be held down in such a compromising position... by his brother, no less, who'd always acted a bit dominant. Horsefly pulled closer, until they were almost snout-to-snout, and Mantis could see the constellations of dark brown freckles that spanned across his muzzle. His brother stepped again, and the taller colt sucked in a breath as he felt the slowly-emerging tip of Horsefly's cock press against his hardening sheath. "Gh- Horsefly, do you kn-know what to do?" "Don't worry, brother... I'll treat you right." He hummed low in Mantis's ear, eliciting another shudder from him. The colt finally gave in- he couldn't help but admit it, he kinda did like this.... a lot. Horsefly was suddenly gone from above him, his weight now focused more towards the back. Two half-lidded brown eyes peered out between Mantis's hind legs when he craned his neck to look for him, and Mantis blinked as his brother shifted, amber-brown wings splayed slightly over him to make him look bigger, and gently pressed his nose to the dark greenish-black ballsack that hung low there, pressing inwards more and flicking his brown tongue between them. Mantis heaved a light breath, unprepared. Horsefly didn't seem to notice, already pressing on. He drew his tongue up the sheath, before giving a few quick sweeps of his tongue up the skin, hot breath trailing over it. The slight motions seemed to draw Mantis's cock out slowly, as though encouraging it on it's own. The colt watched, with a bit of fascination, as his tip protruded slowly from his sheath, precum bubbling from the tip. Horsefly's eyes glittered as he watched the start of his erection, then slowly drew close again. Now Mantis's cock was even more sensitive, and his groin tingled wherever Horsefly touched it, and it felt like electricity hummed wherever that brown tongue slithered over the dark skin. "Gh-hah... fuck..." The colt's voice trembled under the sheer awe of how quickly he'd been aroused by Horsefly's experienced tongue. The shorter changeling turned with an amused grin, tongue still protruding out halfway from his mouth as he spoke. "Can't take the heat, buddy boy?" He cooed mischievously, angling his muzzle so no matter what his breath caressed over the growing cock. Mantis huffed, unable to say anything else aside from a small groan that was meant to be a coherent response. With a chuckle, his brother returned to work, now lifting one hole-riddled hoof and settling Mantis's balls in the holes,massaging them gently from where they sat. At the same time, a warm tongue drew up the entire length of his erection, before reaching the head and flitting over the precum until it was lapped up and swallowed down. Horsefly angled his head a different way, and slowly pressed his warm, soft lips over the other changeling's trembling flare, and suckling gently around it. In an instant, as if he'd been enchanted, shocks rippled through his legs, and he splayed them wide with a little moan through clenched teeth. He got a much better view of his brother gently arousing him down there now, with his testes being gently caressed while he was nursed like a mother mare. His erection was almost at full length now, and it throbbed proudly. Seeing the increased length, and the new addition of the wide medial ring around it, Horsefly's eyes glittered ravenously, and he pulled his mouth away from the broad head. His hooves lifted up to rub his sheath and caress the base of his cock, and slowly he raised his own mouth to begin to toy with the small detail on the long organ. "My, my- it's quite wide compared to the ones I... uh, saw back at the event." Horsefly's words were a bit choppy as he spoke between skillful little sucks, and Mantis guessed that out of his sight, his brother was fully hard now, too. But the changeling continued on easily, drawing a few more licks up the entire length of the proud organ before him, before again meeting the tip with his lips. Mantis expected more suckling, but instead, he was shocked as a new sensation traveled through him, and the hot, dense cavern of Horsefly's mouth suddenly pushed down around him, angled so the fangs didn't get in the way, and took him halfway to his medial ring. Mantis spasmed under his brother's touch, taking in a deep, shuddering gasp. This was so different from masturbation! The heat, the warmth- it radiated past Horsefly's mouth, and deep into his balls before filling his entire groin with a tingling sensation unlike anything else he'd had before. The short little changeling bobbed up again, then readied his mouth before diving down again. His lips touched the little ring this time, and he puckered around it, flicking at it with them. Horsefly suppressed a grin around the cock, swirling his tongue forwards to toy with the little detail of his brother's equine anatomy. He tightened his throat slightly and rose upwards again. "Impressive length..." He remarked around the thick rod of meat, then before Mantis could reply, he was med with an intense sensation like an amplified version of the last, as Horsefly's head bobbed low, low, lower still, before at last Mantis's cock bottomed out inside his throat. His brother seemed to know exactly how to please a stallion- he unleashed a series of long, slow moans that vibrated intensely around his cock, and the victim of this incredible blowjob could hardly breathe through the pleasure it gave him. A few more slipping noises, and some tightening throats, and now his brother was at a swift, rhythmic sucking pace, bobbing up and down, up and down, in a steady pattern. His hooves fiddled with the two large, pent-up balls, milking them gently in tandem with his blowjob. Occasionally, Horsefly would stop at the hilt, look meaningfully up at his brother, and then with a trickster grin moan as load and deep as he could. His bobbing continued like this for a long time, the sound of his mouth slipping over Mantis's anatomy filling the room softly like some kind of ambiance. Mantis could feel the tension building inside his balls, though, and it seemed to ripple through his muscles, making them move instinctively on their own. In seconds, Mantis was suddenly gasping and moaning, bucking up into his brother's warm, wet mouth and pressing into his tight throat. He leaned forward on his hind legs and arched his back, stars bursting behind his eyes. He gripped tightly onto the back of his brothers mane and pressed hard, letting out a ecstatic yell before blowing his load deep inside of Horsefly's throat. He convulsed wildly, feeling Horsefly's throat tighten and swell before receding whilst he did his best to suck down and swallow every last drop of the white nectar his brother gave him. At last, they disconnected, only a small strand of saliva and cum clinging on between them before it trembled and broke. "H-holy shit... That was a-amazing..." Mantis breathed, getting ready to stand as he felt himself starting to soften already. But suddenly, Horsefly was there, his hoof holding him in place. "Not, yet, loverboy. You can't just leave your partner to go rub himself alone somewhere!" Horsefly grinend a little, sitting atop his brother's chest with his tail flagging. "H-huh? Do you want me to suck you off? I don't think I can d-do as good, but..." "Just lay there. It's not all blowjobs and hoofjobs, my humble apprentice." Horsefly backed up slowly, until his back pressed close to the pulsing, twitching member. Mantis now got a full look at his brother, and wasn't wrong in his theory that Horsefly had gotten aroused quickly- he was completely and utterly hard as diamonds, and his balls hung low and full. The whole thing twitched about, inches from his face. "Got you all lubed up and everything already." Horsefly said proudly to himself, and something clicked. "Wait, are you going to-" Before he could finish talking, Horsefly plunged his ass down greedily, taking it all in one go with a lengthy moan. He steadied his ass with one perforated hoof, settling himself as soon as Mantis bottomed out inside him. He twisted gently, flexing his anus around the organ that stretched it wide, and Mantis shuddered as he felt another new feeling creep through him gently, taking him by surprise. He'd always thought this hurt, but the look of pure bliss on Horsefly's face told otherwise as he wiggled his ass and flagged his tail- Mantis felt a great deal of pleasure, too, but it was arousing just to watch his brother get off so easily on him. Testing something, Mantis gently bucked into his brother- and felt a wave of pleasure hit him like a train as he pressed upwards, moving the whole of Horsefly's body up in one thrust. Horsefly yelped in joy, tilting his head back. "Oh, f-fuck Mantis! You already know the works! Didja read that in the book during the big orgy?" The lankier changeling did nothing but grin, moving one hoof forward and around Horsefly's back to support him gently. He settled himself into the bed again, then slammed upwards, feeling every little crevice and detail that slid up against his strong member and spasmed rapidly around him. He tried again, and again, each time eliciting a squeak out of his once-dominant brother, who was now reduced to a squealing and moaning little cocksleeve, whose dick twitched in tandem with his strong thrusts that were pummeled into him. Curiosity again spurred on his actions. Between thrusts, he gently rose his free hoof from beside him to meet the cock in front of him. He slammed upwards, harder than before, and at the same time as Horsefly yelling out again like a cat, ha gripped the shaft in his hoof, gently caressing it at the same time as the deep pushes into his brother's asshole. Horsefly leaned backwards, his demeanor now changing to what Mantis was sure he'd looked like not long ago. He rocked into his brother, and at the same time breathed heavily onto his brother's long cock and rubbing it about with his right hoof. It was truly one of the most arousing sights he'd ever seen- and he'd just witnessed a massive changeling orgy and his close friend get fucked hard by a well-endowed changeling stallion. His shaft seemed to sense his arousal too, stiffening inside him and pulsing with the same notion of nearing his brink. He railed his brother harder, ramming deeper and deeper into him and moving in jagged, heavy motions. Horsefly leaned down slightly, helping his brother by rubbing his own cock with his hoof yet still staying out of the way of the hoofjob he was already receiving. A gleeful grin crossed both their faces as Mantis pressed forward, using both his hooves to slam deeper into his brother, and suddenly yanked down with all his might, balls threatening entry into the tight little asshole he was about to claim. Mantis emptied into his brother- again- with all his force, seized up entirely by the most powerful orgasm he'd ever experienced. His cock pulsed heavily, tip flared and stuck inside, and then Horsefly leaned back, letting out a joyful scream, and came himself, all over Mantis's muzzle and face. Gleefully, he drank it up, licking it from his face and wiping it with one hoof. It tasted salty and more delicious than the love he'd once fed on. His cock slowly had shuddered to a stop, and was softening inside Horsefly. The shorter changeling hopped off the ride, sensing his brother was spent, and let his own shaft begin to soften as he laid down next to Mantis, both of them breathing heavy and Horsefly's anus leaking white goop all over their bed. They sighed, pressing close to eachother. "Thankyou for that. That w-was.. amazing." Mantis breathed, wild-eyed. His brother sat up, grinning ear-to-ear. "It's- haah- n-no problem, bro. Now h-help me hide the m- haah-mess we made." His eyes surveyed the bed they'd used as their fuck-surface, and the stain on the floor, before rolling Mantis off the bed and getting to work on hiding the sheets. Mantis began fussing over cleaning the floor, which was easy to do because it was just some treestuff, which Mantis managed to recall was just a relatively hard material made of wax, wood pulp, and clay. They fussed over cleaning for a while, and could hear the sound of humming wingbeats just as they finished. Mantis turned, a bit worried, but the room looked brand-new, save for missing sheets they'd hidden for now. Their parents entered while they talked aimlessly and casually, but they quickly stated it was just them deciding to study together- not a complete lie, though they hadn't been studying schoolwork. "We should do this again sometime." Mantis suggested in as secretive a tone as he could manage, and Horsefly's eyes glittered as he responded, "Sure thing." Mantis smirked as he left the room. He was ready for the rebellion.
PrologueTsetse trotted through the dark greens and blacks of the Hive that surrounded her, taking some time to admire her surroundings, though she knew she could waste no time. Some part of her brain protested that technically she was surveying what would soon become her kingdom,if she could only figure out how to go about the plan she'd begun to figure out already. The Grand Hive was the birthplace of every member of the royal family since the dawn of the Hives. It was massive, home to over a thousand changelings even after the start of the famine. It boasted some of the proudest luxuries that was sure to put even Canterlot to shame- the best academy, the best architecture, but most importantly for Tsetse, the largest library, with a mix of Equestrian and Changelian books that allowed for a broad scope of knowledge, if one would only have the time to look in it. Most changelings were more obsessed with trying to find enough food to live, but Tsetse often didn't need to worry much. She still was often hungry, but nothing like some of her future subjects suffered. They had hope in a bright future that she could reel in one day. They loved her for the possibilities she could provide. It was that confidence in her that she fed off of, both figuratively and literally. Tsetse knew that as heir to the throne, and the one who would arrive to clean up Chrysalis's mess, she already had a large amount of support and favoring from the Changelings in all the Hives, though not many voiced it to or around the Queen. It was this fact that had motivated her to go through with this plan. She moved through the ornate green doors, and a Changeling librarian was busily sorting through books. Ribs showed through the librarian's black coat, but Tsetse recognized this one, and knew he was in a similar situation as herself, foodwise anyways. The stallion fed on his love of books, though she'd never understood how it worked, and he got just enough nutrition from it. The librarian had confessed he still wanted to get "organic love" for his friends and family to feed off of, though he himself had never found a reason for it when he found a love in his literature. Tsetse waved hello to him and moved to the history section. It had occurred to her as a sort of revelation last night that maybe she'd been looking in the wrong place for answers on how to more quickly usher in new ways of finding food for her kingdom as soon as possible. Science had carried her very far, but she had begun to find dead ends more often than leads. Now, she would have to look for answers in the words of those who'd seen it themselves- history books were her last hope, lest she went into this with no plan after she rose to power. She moved a hole-riddled hoof along the spines of the books. Textbooks, novels, beginner-levels next to advanced-levels, the library was a cluttered mess since the decline of the Kingdom's sanity and organizational abilities. With every day she came here, she felt more guilt about not helping the Librarians organize this absolute mess, but she knew the books would become messy again within the week, and that helped curb it. Soon she'd be a queen, and she could help all her subjects. She'd remember that. Queen Tsetse of the Grand Hive. "Tsetse!" The Librarian trotted up to her, making her jump away and instinctively bare her fangs before recollecting herself. "Larva! Don't scare me like that! Aren't all Librarians supposed to be calm and quiet?" Larva shrugged. "It doesn't matter since your dump of a mother rolled in her ten-step-program to starvation." The stallion turned to the bookshelf, browsing with a focused furrow in his brow. Tsetse role her eyes amusedly. Larva was one of the few whom she'd trusted most of the details of her upcoming rebellion in. He helped her find books that could assist with her plans, and he often cracked treasonous jokes around her, which she would return. They were an unstoppable team when it came to knowledge, and she knew from the way the stallion inspected the bookshelves he'd found soemthing for her again. "What is it this time?" She stepped closer, and Larva looked up to meet her gaze. "I found this old book while cleaning the shelves last week. I'm sure it's older than the Hives, from the way the cover looks. I hid it in the back of the shelf, though I'm sure nobody'd pay mind to it. You know how everyone is- more focused on surviving the present than thinking about the past." The dark changeling suddenly straightened, grabbing some dusty, beaten book out of a pile near the back of the surprisingly-deep bookshelf. "Here. Look." Larva tossed the tome to Tsetse, who caught it between her hooves quickly. She turned to the Librarian, but he was already trotting away, nodding good luck to her before tending to someone who'd just entered the library while they were talking. Tsetse looked over the beaten-up cover. She grabbed another history book randomly from the shelves, covering her find's title with it before cantering off to a secluded table in a corner of the massive room. She set both books down and levitated the old tome before her closer, opening it up. She peered at the title page, which read ADVANCED LOVE HARVESTING MANEUVERS with a date of over 150 years back. What had Larva found so interesting about this book? It seemed to be just some dated textbook once used in an academy, before it was placed her for whatever reason. But when she flipped forward some pages, it became clear this wasn't showing the maneuvers she knew, of simply forming a romantic relationship with a victim, or gaining their trust and love via flirting or other methods. Suddenly, there were images of more physical things. She'd never seen some of these things before, though she knew what it was called, since it had been important to observe Equestrian behaviors before the failed takeover began. 'Matte'... no.... mating! That was it! She read deeper in, soon finding herself in a world of other information, lost to time. Why had changelings stopped this? Ponies became most vulnerable when in the heat of sex, and that was when you fed the most. It also felt good for a changeling and a pony each, and one-night stands were so common that there would be no suspicions from the partner if you fled. Of course, changelings had something similar, but it involved two males, a female, and a queen's ovipositor. Tsetse grinned. She knew she had that- that part of science was common. Anyone of direct royal blood gained one upon reaching sexual maturity. The queen had the opportunity to let the eggs grow inside her instead of delivering them inside another female, and Tsetse had been the last hatching in the royal family- and the only surviving royal female after the growing intensity of the famine around her. Chrysalis acted scared of her sometimes, and Tsetse thought it funny that the Queen would finally have a valid reason to be afraid of something. Tsetse flicked her tail at Larva, who noticed the subtle motion and trotted over after a wary glance around. With no eyes on them and all eyes on books, Tsetse didn't care much for trying to act as secretive as she normally did. "Where did you find this? Do you realize how much this can help our cause?" Larva nodded, eyes bright. "I figured you'd be impressed. I don't know where it came from or who wrote it- but it's clear that someone abandoned this years and years ago, probably thinking it was too outlandish or something. But, uhm...." He sank his gaze a bit more. The changeling princess narrowed her eyes at him. "But what?" "W-well, I uhm, I read quite a bit in the book.... and then I tried to simulate such an occurrence.... with my hoof. For science." He paused, then added, "I-it did work!" Tsetse blinked. "Oh. Well, don't feel so horrible about it! You shouldn't feel shame for experimenting! Now we know it'll work like a charm. The promise of food and easy pleasure is sure to bring in lot of followers for our cause. Let's assemble the others and you and I can teach them what we know using the book and our own knowledge." "Our own knowledge? You know about this stuff?" "Of course I do! It's ancient law that all eligible heirs much watch the Queen's reproduction practices at least once for two hours. I know quite a lot- more than you could teach yourself with a hoof." "O-oh...." Larva looked to his hooves. "You should teach alone, then. I can spread the word of the book, but I don't have that much knowledge." Tsetse grinned. "I'll teach you. I'll teach all the resistance, and anyone else interested. Spread the word as quickly as you can- we've found a way to feed our people, and get rid of their pent-up energy from being cooped up in the Hives. Anyone interested may report to the library's back room tonight. Anyone who snitches to Chrysalis that there's a chance for a revolution will be tracked down and... humiliated." The changeling princess snarled a bit, making Larva cower backwards so slightly it was a hard movement to catch. But then the Librarian turned, announced the library was closing early, and shuffled out with the three other changelings who'd been in the building with them. Tsetse was gone quicker than the others, but as she left she saw that already two changelings turned to others, murmuring a message she couldn't catch, but knew well. Her and Larva exchanged a glance across the semi-cluttered pathway, and then he flew off into the higher levels of the dark green hive, and Tsetse knew her revolution was finally ready. Soon, she would be Queen... and Chrysalis would fall, just as she had been afraid of for years. Author's Note Sorry for no sauce! I wanted some lore here, and character introduction. Next chapter will be nice and saucy.
Something Like Sex EdTsetse was perched in wait above the door of the Grand Hive Library. Glowworms and crystal shards emanated faint green lighting from the walls where they clung. She spied not a single changeling around... but that would change, she knew. Worse comes for worse, the few revolutionaries whom she herself had recruited would show. It took a small wave to make a big ripple. After what felt like hours of holding the rusty silver keys in her jaws and clinging to the shadows of the massive black building, she heard distant buzzing of changeling wings, and looked up. Three changelings- two unfamiliar, one not. Larva led the front, and two changelings- one slender and small, and one about normal size but with large wings- were in the back, glancing around as they went. The Librarian nodded to her. "These aren't all of them, don't worry. We three went ahead to see if you were here. You wanna unlock the door so we can get in in one go?" He gestured to the two massive black doors below them. Tsetse nodded with a sly grind, jumping down from the ledge and in front of the doors. She lifted the keys with her magic and opened the door quickly, a satisfying clik announcing her success. "Alright, I'll set up the inside and check around. Go get whoever else wanted to come here." Tsetse turned around to go inside, and heard the buzzing of wings fading again behind her as the three messengers flew away. She glowered around in the shadows, stalking in slowly. The backroom of the library was made for lectures. A large rise with cushions and a pedestal was probably the stage, and long rows of cushions spanned all the way back to where Tsetse stood. She flew up to the stages and began dusting it off with her long tail. After a while, the buzzing of wings grew again, and the changeling lifted her horn to the air. It shimmered green, and then all the candles hung on the walls blossomed into a similarly-colored green fire, and the space was illuminated to more cozy lighting. No sooner had the room's candles been lit than they began to filter in. She was surprised at the turnout- over twenty changelings led the way in, then more followed. There were around 100, give or take, in the room by the time the last changeling flew in, and then Larva closed the door behind her. She picked out a few faces she thought were familiar, but none were more of a sight for sore eyes than the four revolutionaries aside from Larva who made their way to the stage before her. Tsetse waved to them and welcomed them onstage, where they took their seats on the cushions that were on the dais. Larva hesitated and walked up beside her. "I already briefed them. Do you know what you're doing now? Your plan?" Tsetse scoffed, tossing her head a little in the fake aristocracy that made her seem more authoritative around common folk. "Of course I do. Treating me like a casual friend won't help me with my point, though. These people need a leader who seems untouchable- not someone who's buddy-buddy who they wont fear to report." Larva winced a little at his friend's tone, but Tsetse lifted her chin with no apology. He nodded his head, gave a small bow to her with a scornful look at the audience, and then left to sit by their friend, Bloodworm, who was staring intently at Tsetse with an excited, hopeful look. Tsetse turned away from her friends, and regarded the public with a proud nod. "Greetings, fellow changelings of the Grand Hive. I have called you here because after many months of plotting an uprising, I have finally found a way to feed the people here, and overthrow the weakling we know as Chrysalis using the support of you all, and many more. This information has come from an ancient tome, in whose ways described I can only assume were purged unjustly long ago by a queen similar to the coward we have in our castle today." Changelings sat up, and she knew she had their attention. Time to drop the bomb. "We all know of the queen's intricate reproductive process, which I as her heir am also capable of, by the way. It turns out that ponies are also capable of a similar reproduction process- without the queen or second male as a middleman- and it produces an onslaught of love we previously thought took years to harvest." She began pacing across the edge of the large dais, feeling the many eyes of the changelings on her. She'd gotten their attention- hopefully she could keep it. "With me as queen, I'll be able to make it so such practices are legal. You'll be able to feed at last! I only ask for your undying support and loyalty to me, so I may successfully take over my mother. She's weak in the mind, but strong in her magic, this you know." Her audience looked around, and a vivid murmuring filled the large room. She turned with a grin to her friends behind her, who blinked wide at her with awe. Clearly, though they'd been briefed on the topic, they too were enthralled with such an idea, and amazed with how well Tsetse had carried out her plan of gaining supporters. Tsetse flicked her tail at Larva, who stood up and trotted over from where he'd been sitting on a cushion next to Bloodworm. He fumbled with the book, but was soon levitating it in front of Tsetse. Catching a few glances of confusion from the audience, he feigned another respectful bow, and Tsetse snickered a little under her breath. Standing up with an unamused glower, Larva tossed the book into the princess's magic with his own levitation. She smiled. "Thankyou, Larva." She turned to regard her spectators again, many of whom had now focused their attentions on her again. She lifted the book above her head. "This is the book that has taught me all this! I shall separate it into a multitude of cloned tomes, which you may read in groups." Tsetse focused her magic, and the objects split into about twenty cloned versions of itself.She drew the original copy closer to herself, then dispersed the rest with her magic into the crowd of insectlike equines. At once, people reached up to grab it, then began avidly flipping through the books in small, clustered groups, probably sitting with other friends as they read aloud verses they liked and gawked at the sketches. "Ahem!" The room fell silent again. Tsetse whirled, lifting her chin and looking down her snout pointedly at a changeling and two of his friends whom had walked near the dais and stood before her as the audience stepped back from them. The leader had reddish-orange eyes, and a matching red mane and tail. He puffed out his carapace, but it was amusingly unmenacing due to his small size. "Yes?" Tsetse drew nearer to him, trying her best to not give too intense of a fake glower. It seemed to work- the drones behind him stepped back. "How do we know this isn't dangerous? Can we trust that this method wasnt taken out because of some horrible consequence?" "How can food be a horrible consequence, Mealworm?" One of his goons piped up suddenly, and the angry drone - Mealworm, apparently- turned to him with a snarl. "We couldn't trust one queen with the promise of food! Why trust another?" That was a good question- Tsetse's people could be slaughtered if they became too reckless. She pondered this point for a moment, aware of the gazes of varying intensities that rested on her. After a moment, Tsetse nodded, and met Mealworm's gaze again. "It'll work, because I can show you all now... I could demonstrate to you exactly the process, and you could replicate it yourselves." Tsetse knew she was regarded as quite beautiful- almost the moment she became sexually mature, she had suitors crawling from every corner to elope with her. She'd always turned them down, for she'd never favored a king. Now, her slender hips and lush hair could serve her a positive purpose- if she could use someone in this audience as a display, the erotic moment would send all the stallions into a forever-loyal state, and all the females wet with need to have such a thing happen to them. Most changelings in this room weren't of the age where they could go to the queen and ask her for the mare of the couple to be egged- chances were none of them had ever seen breeding practices, save for Tsetse herself, and Larva- kind of. "Are there any volunteers?" She lowered her voice, letting the memory of watching her mother's fierce orgies flood her. She'd always wondered how it felt. Her tail lifted on it's own just thinking of the experience, and that soon, she'd be doing something similar. Tsetse lifted her half-lidded gaze seductively to meet the audience again, and saw quite a few hooves up. She scanned the crowd for familiar faces- there. Hornet, who'd she'd somewhat known during academy times. He'd gotten an erection once by pure accident in class- and since he'd had a promising package back then, she couldn't imagine how he'd grown in two years. "Hornet. Up on stage. You'll be... demonstrating with me." Tsetse straightened her posture, looking down her nose again at Hornet. He blinked, walking up onto the dais beside her. She could see the wanton he was holding back. "Go in slow." She murmured, then angled herself towards the audience more, revealing her moistening pussy to them. Already, some stallions had angled themselves backwards subconsciously, and she could see their shafts growing slowly from their sheaths, climbing upwards with pre glistening on them already. She made her labia wink, and shuddered at the feeling it gave her. She looked behind her to see what Hornet's holdup was, and saw the stallion's cock already beginning to fall out towards the ground. His balls were admittedly quite impressive- plump, almost the size of his hooves, with his shaft proudly bouncing against his abdomen as he stepped closer. She expected him to mount quickly, but instead he pressed his muzzle close. Tsetse was about to snap at him to hurry up, when suddenly she felt hot breath cover her delicate region, and her legs begin to shake this way and that as though they were made of grubs. Instinctively, Tsetse spread her legs more, letting the clamor of hormones overtake her young body and corrode her brain. Everything felt foggy. She became aware of something pressing at her, and more hot breath caressing her folds as Hornet gently drove his muzzle into her tight pussy. Her juices traveled steadily down between her legs now, and she stifled a small grunt-squeak noise. Slowly, Hornet drew his tongue up her pussy, swirling over the small, pink nub of her clit and flicking it back and forth. Tsetse shook her head slightly, shivering as she felt the stallion about to breed her slowly move into her with his skilled tongue. He lapped up her juices again, scooting closer to her and bumping his mostly-erect cock against her hoof as his own hooves traced up the inside of her legs slowly, slowly, slowly. His warm lips wrapped around her clit, and Tsetse sucked in a breath as she felt him begin to suckle at the small organ, sending waves of crackling, white-hot pleasure through her body. His hooves finally found her outer labia, and massaged them closer to his mostly-buried muzzle. His hot breath now collected within her folds, before being released when he moved his hooves away for a moment to readjust and press more on the nerves of her soft sex organs. Suddenly he plunged his tongue deeper inside her, breaking through into her unused love tunnel and eliciting a sudden gasp through her. She lifted her head, and in that moment she saw her audience spectating, checking the books to keep along with their observations, and trying this for themselves. Tsetse could hardly resist letting out another squeak, as she saw how preoccupied and aroused her audience was, and how it could only attribute to them supporting her if she added to this act. But her common sense was instantly blocked out as suddenly Hornet drove his muzzle deeper into her, tasting her fine juices as they spilled over him and dribbled down his chin and cheeks. Her legs felt as though they were humming beneath her, and her pussy winked around his muzzle again. He lapped at her inner walls, feeling his way along her sex and drinking in her taste and smell. He began to suckle at her again, letting out small moans that only vibrated her delicate flesh and added to the effect. She had to resist flailing or moaning loudly, lest she distract her audience or expose how weak she truly was to this... this heavenly pleasure. Hornet nuzzled into her relentlessly as she squirmed, and after a moment she relented, drooping her head down to suppress another moan, only to get a good look at Hornet's strong, large shaft, now fully erect and glistening with precum that had been drawn out by the sights and smells of Tsetse's glorious nickers. Tsetse leaned back into Hornet's licking, her hind legs threatening to collapse under her. Hornet only adjusted, lowering his body and tilting his head up wards before driving his muzzle into her clit, making sure to flick at her nub with each lap of his tongue into her pussy. She buried his face deeper into her, moaning low and soft and gasping for air. Her body seemed to work without her, now moving in slow cycles and grinding against Hornet's skilled mouth and movements. Hornet laughed a little at her natural reaction, which sent another wave of vibrations through her clenched-up pussy. It hit her like a crashing wave. A great surge of pleasure almost knocked her backwards. She pressed hard against his licking, every muscle from her uterus to her labia clenching up tightly. Figuring what was to happen, Hornet pressed deeper into her, and gently bit down on her flesh, sending shocks of pain and glee through her system. With a cry, she came all over him, spraying Hornet's muzzle and face with her nectar until it drizzled down his cheeks and neck, and stained his hooves. He broke away, and Tsetse panted, wild-eyed and looking around. Nobody had noticed, by now they were following her lead, most of them, and those that weren't were busily pleasuring themselves. But noticing a stop onstage, they hesitated in their endeavors. Tsetse realized they weren't looking at her, but something behind her... Suddenly a weight hefted atop her, jamming her tail more out of the way. Where once it'd been at her back hooves, Hornet's well-endowed cock now bounced against her underbelly. She sized it up, and was unsure how much would be able to fit inside her, and how much would stretch her wide and cram her full. But her body responded naturally to shift and spread it's hind legs just as Hornet hunched his back more, straightened his hind legs, and wrapped his hooves tight around her abdomen. His muzzle was next to her ears now, and hie belly and carapace pressed into her back, between her insectlike wings. Tsetse turned to look at him, and he grinned mischievously. "Let's finish the show, princess." He murmured, and she nodded shakily, lowering her head for him and letting her instincts take over gain. His shaft pressed against her clit for a moment as it slid past her, sending crackles of stimulation through her nerves again. Tsetse sucked in a breath as she felt Hornet back up and position his forelegs even tighter around her waist. He shimmied close, and suddenly she was aware of his massive, flat head pressed against her still-tingling labia. It was larger than her pussy, and pressed flat against it, triggering all the nerves in her sex. At once in a dull, muted kind of way. Here it was- the real deal. She would take it, or she'd prove she was no use as a queen to these changelings. She regarded her audience. "W-watch and learn, my followers." She said in as diplomatic a voice as she could. Tsetse angled her legs and spread them far apart, bracing herself for the inevitable. The princess couldn't lie to herself- she was a bit afraid of what to expect. She'd seen it, but had yet to experience such a rush. She hoped it was something like what Hornet had already given her, but the world wouldn't make her promises. She was started back from her thoughts by the feeling of an immense pressure building behind her, as Hornet tried to press his long, girthy, experienced shaft into her lovehole. Her folds were already spread and pressed far apart, and he pressed all his weight into drilling her even closer into the earth, pressing down as deep as he could. Her legs shook under her, and she felt her forelegs beginning to crumble under her. He backed up a little, momentarily relieving her of the immense pressure, and then suddenly his flare was there again. Hornet growled frustratedly in her ear, wiggling his haunches and wrapping his forelegs tighter around her waist. Tsetse felt an even greater pressure for only a moment, and then suddenly she was broken int. She yelled in pain and joy, and tightened her vaginal lips around his immense shaft, surprised at it's immense width. It seemed to keep on going, rubbing past her walls. She felt every detail of it bury it's way into her, only to be stopped just as her folds kissed the start of his massive medial ring. Hornet slid back out slowly, pressing into her flesh again sensually and eliciting another small squeal out of her. Tsetse was angled more towards the ground now from his weight, and she straightened a tad for only a moment before he rammed himself back into her with another grunt. She felt his head press against her limit, threatening to break through so he could bottom out inside her. He backed out again, and she hardly had time to recover before she felt his hips waggle, causing the last bit of cock in her to press harder against each side of her tunnel in an alternating pattern. He pressed down on her folds in a new way, and she felt hot pre drizzle down into her from the angle she was at. He swung hard, thrusting back into her, and this time she felt a nice pop as he broke through, burrowing into her. In another painful rush of pleasure, eliciting a tight scream from her, his medial ring crammed into her not-so-virgin pussy, rubbing even more against all the little details of her delicate, sensitive flesh. He yanked hard on her haunches, pulling himself tight against her, and his impressive length finally bottomed out inside her. Tsetse let out a surprised squeak, which quickly morphed into another breathy moan that made her slouch, as she felt his wide, flared tip press hard against her uterus's entrance. They held firm there for a moment, and Tsetse felt as though they had merged into one being. She could feel his cock twitch and pulse within her walls, sending small, subtle tremors of pleasure shooting through her legs and sex. Her pussy lips spasmed and winked around the impossible girth of his dark anatomy. Hornet sighed, low and long, as he slid back out of her, his flare pressing against her walls. Tsetse clenched tightly around him longingly as she felt the space where his shaft was suddenly be emptied again, her tunnel tightening and trying to rebuild after the good stretching. Hornet began to try and build up a momentum, leaning over her again and pressing his back legs into hers, he now had changed his position to jab more directly into her. With one quick swing of his hips, he plunged back into her depths, and his head kissed against the entrance to her uterus. She felt his well-endowed balls slap against her clit, sending shudders throughout her. He yanked himself back out, and again stabbed into her, grunting. Tsetse panted low with each thrust, feeling herself be pushed forwards and dragged backwards by his impressive strength. Hornet now moved inside her freely, pressing up in different spots across her sensitive flesh until he was at the hilt, and she curled her inner labia around his sheath, her body begging him to try and give her more. "Gnh!" The princess suddenly yelped, whirling around as she felt Hornet shift abruptly mid-thrust. His stiff cock pulled out more upwards, but she met his gaze and saw a beastlike desire shimmering in them. Her breeder growled, slamming back into her. He thrust forward deep, and now stabbed directly into her g-spot. Tsetse screamed in pure bliss as the world seemed to shatter into bits of pleasure that pricked her skin. She tightened up, squeezing and milking Hornet, who saw he'd managed to get to her, and began fucking her relentlessly again, smacking at her sex with no mercy. With every deep thrust forwards, Tsetse was pushed deeper downwards, and her legs slowly wobbled apart, allowing him more room to delve deep. The beat now began to get more sloppy. She could feel his desire burning inside his hot length, and his hips and legs shook. She shifted, curling her tunnel around his working cock. By accident, she aimed his cock towards a new pleasure spot for him to ravage, and his broadening flare pressed in fast, jerky movements against it, shocking her to the core. Tsetse yelled,pressing back farther into him and flagging her tail higher. She angled her body almost directly downwards, and Hornet slammed his hooves down beside her head, gripping onto her again before slamming down. "Oh, f-fuck!" Her dominator yelled out in choppy breaths as he bucked into her walls. With a coy grin through all her joy, she pressed upwards again, and was met with a faint tingling at the entry to her uterus. "Take it. Push through!" Tsetse snarled, slamming herself as far back as she could go. She felt, with a shudder, as his sheath was pulled into her, rubbing fast and strong against her clit. Only one thing left for her to take, and she planned to. Coiling herself tightly around him, a need overcame her, and she pushed hard against him one last time. His balls popped hard into her, and internally, everything seemed to shift to try and accommodate the massive orbs. A stab of pain ruptured through her as he broke through into her large room, and pushed at the back of her uterus. Shudders wove through her spine with every thrust now, as the blinding pain she'd initially felt subsided, and she felt her tureus beign rubbed and fucked violently, a whole new wave of physical feeling making her clench up. Everything tightened, wrapping around his hot cock and immobilizing it. A massive tremor ran through her from end to opening, and she felt her juices surging through her, pulsing around every small detail of Hornet's cock. Tsetse convulsed, screaming loud and shrill and squeezing Hornet's balls with her pussy as she came, hard, over his underbelly and legs, drenching him with her juices. Hornet's own cock now tremored as well whilst she continued to spurt the last of her cum over him. With an aroused snarl between deep pants, Hornet pressed deep as he could inside of her, almost lifting his hind legs up and making her support his entire sex's weight. He crouched low into her, gripping onto her mane and yanking, and let out a throaty roar. It was pure bliss, unlike anything Tsetse had ever felt. It felt like lava was injected deep inside of her, fertilizing everything, filling her to the brim and more. While still cumming, she was so tight nothing could escape, and so it continued to flood her insides as jet after jet of Hornet's DNA spewed into her labyrinth. She felt her stomach begin to stretch and grow as his pent-up energy released, on and on. Tsetse sensed he needed this, and had been saving for longer than she'd initially thought. She backed up into him just as her orgasm finished, wrapping her pussy's lips around him, and working the muscles so her walls milked his length and slowly-draining ballsack. They stood there, locked tightly with both of them sweating and panting, as Tsetse was filled to the brim and Hornet let himself release all his seed. At last, he pulled out, his balls popping out of her first, then his shaft sliding out while her beaten pussy winked after it longingly. Tsetse staggered to her hooves, feeling empty yet full, and gazed around. Their audience had turned into a large-scale orgy before them, but many had completed by now, leaving only the telltale marks of sex fluid to show what had taken place here. The last pair finally finished, and Tsetse chattered to draw everyone's attention to her, where initially it'd been a mix of cleanups and awed murmurs. "You see now what the Queen has kept you of by hiding you all here. While we are Changelings, and so give little love off ourselves from these endeavors, you all have gotten a meal compared to what small things you hope for by kissing your mates. If I were Queen, I'd not keep you from getting even more of this... from those who are outside the Hives." Cheers now greeted her words, in place of skepticism and shock like before her demonstration. "You all may take home copies of the tome you've been given- all I ask is that when the time comes, you all shall become revolutionaries who will fight beside me... for the sake of this. For the sake of no more famines in the future. We shall feed again yet, my friends!" And as her speech ended, she heard the excited, happy chanting of "Queen Tsetse! Queen Tsetse!" as changelings filed out of the rooms, seduced others, and chattered excitedly amid eachother. Hornet had left too, perhaps sensing his duty to his soon-to-be-Queen was over now. Tsetse turned to her friends, some of which had attempted such actions themselves while others were reading the book excitedly, their sex organs betraying their arousal over the sights they'd seen. Not one disapproving look greeted her as she approached. "I see we're all ready for the rebellion. It happens next week...." She looked down at them, grinning as they met her gaze with hope and joy. "Be ready. You'll be needed for my plans."
Practicing for the Big DayIt was quiet in the Hive, and yet an air of excitement simmered in it that you could almost feel in your coat. Mantis wasn't surprised, though- he knew the big day wasn't that far off. Only two days until the takeover of the hierarchy would begin- the Queen would soon be overthrown, and Tsetse would take her place and rush in a new era of modern lovemaking and lovetaking. "It's quite exciting, isn't it?" Mantis turned his head to fake his brother, Horsefly. As they walked back from the Academy to their house that they shared with their parents, they both had sensed the anticipation that brooded everywhere, like clouds of dust swirling about just before a dust-devil came in. Those clouds of dust were the groups of budding revolutionaries, chattering about in hushed voices, looking around to see if there were any green-armored drone guards that they hadn't seen at the gathering last week. It was all such a sight- Tsetse's plan now finally flourishing, and leaving the whole Hive in a buzz that hadn't occurred since before the great plan was executed. "It is- but it makes me more nervous than anything else. We've hardly practiced these strategies, yet Tsetse thinks we're ready to be the key fighters at her side." Mantis crouched low, powering his lanky limbs before jumping into the air, his wings buzzing in flight. Horsefly jumped into the air beside him, gliding home next to his brother. The shorter changeling shrugged. "Not much to do about that. Tsetse was quite punctual, considering she'd found the book in the same 24 hours as that gathering. We should be grateful she planned this at all, instead of jumping headlong into it and trying to kill Chrysalis instantly." Mantis scoffed. "She wouldn't have done that anyways. Chrysalis is a babbling, crazy old mare. She's too paranoid to even sleep without a guard standing at rigid attention at her door. Tsetse would only go after her alone if she wanted to die on sight. She's headstrong, but not stupid." Horsefly paused in thought, opening his mouth to speak at last, but they'd already arrived at their house, which was amid the top a tall beam of dark treestuff and hivewax with other houses evenly jutting from it to keep it balanced. Many middle-class houses were like this throughout the whole Hive- unorganized yet perfectly balanced, as all things should be. The two walked into their house. "Mom and Dad's not home yet, I guess." Mantis flicked his tail, stretching his wings wide and shutting the door behind Horsefly as the changeling trotted in and took a seat on a cushion pile in the living room. The lankier changeling sighed, plopping down onto a small pile of cushions similar to Horsefly's own seat. "I'm worried I won't know what to do when the time comes. I was one of the ones reading while everyone else got it on- I've got the least experience out of eighty percent of that audience, roughly! Why would Tsetse choose me? I might be her friend, but-" "I could show you." "Eh?" "I'd gladly show you, you know. I was out there with Moth, though im thankfully shorter than you and the other chagelings my age, so I don't think anyone else noticed. And that way you won't be as worried!" "No, no- Horsefly, I mean we're brothers. I don't think we're supposed to do that. The book says relatives shouldn't ever breed." "And can two males breed? Can changelings even breed one-on-one at all without prior eggs?" Horsefly shot back quickly, his brown eyes coy and knowing. Mantis didn't even have to say anything. His brother knew he'd been cornered in his own logic. Horsefly's brown eyes glimmered triumphantly as he stalked forward. Mantis flattened his ears a little, uncertainty tugging at his brain. "U-uh.. a-age gap!" Oh, wrong thing to say. The shorter changeling laughed. "Panicking? I'm the same age as you dummy- you're just tall, and I'm short. No matter how often I suck it up around strangers that don't know a thing, you know that Mom laid two eggs at the same time, and only ever laid two." Mantis gave in."I- yes, fine. I'm panicking. I just don't know if its, right, and wh-what if Mom or Dad comes home and sees us? They wouldn't approve at all- ggh!" Cranefly had rather deliberately brushed his own dark gray coat against Mantis's mostly-sheathed shaft. The lanky colt pushed his brother away gently and abruptly. "N-no! Not here! We've got nowhere to hide but our shame!" Horsefly sighed, stepping off and rolling his eyes. "Come on then- they never check my bedroom because they think it's messy." He stood, flicking his tail for Mantis to follow. He trailed along behind his shorter brother, tail curled between his legs. Was this right? Was it wrong, though? They entered through the curtain, into a coldish room. There were small bits of clutter, but not enough for their parents to warrant as "messy", though they did anyways. Mantis blinked hesitantly, stepping into the room, unaware Horsefly still stood still behind him. In moments, he had been thrust onto the bed, and Horsefly's brown eyes shimmered eagerly. Mantis flattened his ears a little, but something in his brain found it almost arousing to be held down in such a compromising position... by his brother, no less, who'd always acted a bit dominant. Horsefly pulled closer, until they were almost snout-to-snout, and Mantis could see the constellations of dark brown freckles that spanned across his muzzle. His brother stepped again, and the taller colt sucked in a breath as he felt the slowly-emerging tip of Horsefly's cock press against his hardening sheath. "Gh- Horsefly, do you kn-know what to do?" "Don't worry, brother... I'll treat you right." He hummed low in Mantis's ear, eliciting another shudder from him. The colt finally gave in- he couldn't help but admit it, he kinda did like this.... a lot. Horsefly was suddenly gone from above him, his weight now focused more towards the back. Two half-lidded brown eyes peered out between Mantis's hind legs when he craned his neck to look for him, and Mantis blinked as his brother shifted, amber-brown wings splayed slightly over him to make him look bigger, and gently pressed his nose to the dark greenish-black ballsack that hung low there, pressing inwards more and flicking his brown tongue between them. Mantis heaved a light breath, unprepared. Horsefly didn't seem to notice, already pressing on. He drew his tongue up the sheath, before giving a few quick sweeps of his tongue up the skin, hot breath trailing over it. The slight motions seemed to draw Mantis's cock out slowly, as though encouraging it on it's own. The colt watched, with a bit of fascination, as his tip protruded slowly from his sheath, precum bubbling from the tip. Horsefly's eyes glittered as he watched the start of his erection, then slowly drew close again. Now Mantis's cock was even more sensitive, and his groin tingled wherever Horsefly touched it, and it felt like electricity hummed wherever that brown tongue slithered over the dark skin. "Gh-hah... fuck..." The colt's voice trembled under the sheer awe of how quickly he'd been aroused by Horsefly's experienced tongue. The shorter changeling turned with an amused grin, tongue still protruding out halfway from his mouth as he spoke. "Can't take the heat, buddy boy?" He cooed mischievously, angling his muzzle so no matter what his breath caressed over the growing cock. Mantis huffed, unable to say anything else aside from a small groan that was meant to be a coherent response. With a chuckle, his brother returned to work, now lifting one hole-riddled hoof and settling Mantis's balls in the holes,massaging them gently from where they sat. At the same time, a warm tongue drew up the entire length of his erection, before reaching the head and flitting over the precum until it was lapped up and swallowed down. Horsefly angled his head a different way, and slowly pressed his warm, soft lips over the other changeling's trembling flare, and suckling gently around it. In an instant, as if he'd been enchanted, shocks rippled through his legs, and he splayed them wide with a little moan through clenched teeth. He got a much better view of his brother gently arousing him down there now, with his testes being gently caressed while he was nursed like a mother mare. His erection was almost at full length now, and it throbbed proudly. Seeing the increased length, and the new addition of the wide medial ring around it, Horsefly's eyes glittered ravenously, and he pulled his mouth away from the broad head. His hooves lifted up to rub his sheath and caress the base of his cock, and slowly he raised his own mouth to begin to toy with the small detail on the long organ. "My, my- it's quite wide compared to the ones I... uh, saw back at the event." Horsefly's words were a bit choppy as he spoke between skillful little sucks, and Mantis guessed that out of his sight, his brother was fully hard now, too. But the changeling continued on easily, drawing a few more licks up the entire length of the proud organ before him, before again meeting the tip with his lips. Mantis expected more suckling, but instead, he was shocked as a new sensation traveled through him, and the hot, dense cavern of Horsefly's mouth suddenly pushed down around him, angled so the fangs didn't get in the way, and took him halfway to his medial ring. Mantis spasmed under his brother's touch, taking in a deep, shuddering gasp. This was so different from masturbation! The heat, the warmth- it radiated past Horsefly's mouth, and deep into his balls before filling his entire groin with a tingling sensation unlike anything else he'd had before. The short little changeling bobbed up again, then readied his mouth before diving down again. His lips touched the little ring this time, and he puckered around it, flicking at it with them. Horsefly suppressed a grin around the cock, swirling his tongue forwards to toy with the little detail of his brother's equine anatomy. He tightened his throat slightly and rose upwards again. "Impressive length..." He remarked around the thick rod of meat, then before Mantis could reply, he was med with an intense sensation like an amplified version of the last, as Horsefly's head bobbed low, low, lower still, before at last Mantis's cock bottomed out inside his throat. His brother seemed to know exactly how to please a stallion- he unleashed a series of long, slow moans that vibrated intensely around his cock, and the victim of this incredible blowjob could hardly breathe through the pleasure it gave him. A few more slipping noises, and some tightening throats, and now his brother was at a swift, rhythmic sucking pace, bobbing up and down, up and down, in a steady pattern. His hooves fiddled with the two large, pent-up balls, milking them gently in tandem with his blowjob. Occasionally, Horsefly would stop at the hilt, look meaningfully up at his brother, and then with a trickster grin moan as load and deep as he could. His bobbing continued like this for a long time, the sound of his mouth slipping over Mantis's anatomy filling the room softly like some kind of ambiance. Mantis could feel the tension building inside his balls, though, and it seemed to ripple through his muscles, making them move instinctively on their own. In seconds, Mantis was suddenly gasping and moaning, bucking up into his brother's warm, wet mouth and pressing into his tight throat. He leaned forward on his hind legs and arched his back, stars bursting behind his eyes. He gripped tightly onto the back of his brothers mane and pressed hard, letting out a ecstatic yell before blowing his load deep inside of Horsefly's throat. He convulsed wildly, feeling Horsefly's throat tighten and swell before receding whilst he did his best to suck down and swallow every last drop of the white nectar his brother gave him. At last, they disconnected, only a small strand of saliva and cum clinging on between them before it trembled and broke. "H-holy shit... That was a-amazing..." Mantis breathed, getting ready to stand as he felt himself starting to soften already. But suddenly, Horsefly was there, his hoof holding him in place. "Not, yet, loverboy. You can't just leave your partner to go rub himself alone somewhere!" Horsefly grinend a little, sitting atop his brother's chest with his tail flagging. "H-huh? Do you want me to suck you off? I don't think I can d-do as good, but..." "Just lay there. It's not all blowjobs and hoofjobs, my humble apprentice." Horsefly backed up slowly, until his back pressed close to the pulsing, twitching member. Mantis now got a full look at his brother, and wasn't wrong in his theory that Horsefly had gotten aroused quickly- he was completely and utterly hard as diamonds, and his balls hung low and full. The whole thing twitched about, inches from his face. "Got you all lubed up and everything already." Horsefly said proudly to himself, and something clicked. "Wait, are you going to-" Before he could finish talking, Horsefly plunged his ass down greedily, taking it all in one go with a lengthy moan. He steadied his ass with one perforated hoof, settling himself as soon as Mantis bottomed out inside him. He twisted gently, flexing his anus around the organ that stretched it wide, and Mantis shuddered as he felt another new feeling creep through him gently, taking him by surprise. He'd always thought this hurt, but the look of pure bliss on Horsefly's face told otherwise as he wiggled his ass and flagged his tail- Mantis felt a great deal of pleasure, too, but it was arousing just to watch his brother get off so easily on him. Testing something, Mantis gently bucked into his brother- and felt a wave of pleasure hit him like a train as he pressed upwards, moving the whole of Horsefly's body up in one thrust. Horsefly yelped in joy, tilting his head back. "Oh, f-fuck Mantis! You already know the works! Didja read that in the book during the big orgy?" The lankier changeling did nothing but grin, moving one hoof forward and around Horsefly's back to support him gently. He settled himself into the bed again, then slammed upwards, feeling every little crevice and detail that slid up against his strong member and spasmed rapidly around him. He tried again, and again, each time eliciting a squeak out of his once-dominant brother, who was now reduced to a squealing and moaning little cocksleeve, whose dick twitched in tandem with his strong thrusts that were pummeled into him. Curiosity again spurred on his actions. Between thrusts, he gently rose his free hoof from beside him to meet the cock in front of him. He slammed upwards, harder than before, and at the same time as Horsefly yelling out again like a cat, ha gripped the shaft in his hoof, gently caressing it at the same time as the deep pushes into his brother's asshole. Horsefly leaned backwards, his demeanor now changing to what Mantis was sure he'd looked like not long ago. He rocked into his brother, and at the same time breathed heavily onto his brother's long cock and rubbing it about with his right hoof. It was truly one of the most arousing sights he'd ever seen- and he'd just witnessed a massive changeling orgy and his close friend get fucked hard by a well-endowed changeling stallion. His shaft seemed to sense his arousal too, stiffening inside him and pulsing with the same notion of nearing his brink. He railed his brother harder, ramming deeper and deeper into him and moving in jagged, heavy motions. Horsefly leaned down slightly, helping his brother by rubbing his own cock with his hoof yet still staying out of the way of the hoofjob he was already receiving. A gleeful grin crossed both their faces as Mantis pressed forward, using both his hooves to slam deeper into his brother, and suddenly yanked down with all his might, balls threatening entry into the tight little asshole he was about to claim. Mantis emptied into his brother- again- with all his force, seized up entirely by the most powerful orgasm he'd ever experienced. His cock pulsed heavily, tip flared and stuck inside, and then Horsefly leaned back, letting out a joyful scream, and came himself, all over Mantis's muzzle and face. Gleefully, he drank it up, licking it from his face and wiping it with one hoof. It tasted salty and more delicious than the love he'd once fed on. His cock slowly had shuddered to a stop, and was softening inside Horsefly. The shorter changeling hopped off the ride, sensing his brother was spent, and let his own shaft begin to soften as he laid down next to Mantis, both of them breathing heavy and Horsefly's anus leaking white goop all over their bed. They sighed, pressing close to eachother. "Thankyou for that. That w-was.. amazing." Mantis breathed, wild-eyed. His brother sat up, grinning ear-to-ear. "It's- haah- n-no problem, bro. Now h-help me hide the m- haah-mess we made." His eyes surveyed the bed they'd used as their fuck-surface, and the stain on the floor, before rolling Mantis off the bed and getting to work on hiding the sheets. Mantis began fussing over cleaning the floor, which was easy to do because it was just some treestuff, which Mantis managed to recall was just a relatively hard material made of wax, wood pulp, and clay. They fussed over cleaning for a while, and could hear the sound of humming wingbeats just as they finished. Mantis turned, a bit worried, but the room looked brand-new, save for missing sheets they'd hidden for now. Their parents entered while they talked aimlessly and casually, but they quickly stated it was just them deciding to study together- not a complete lie, though they hadn't been studying schoolwork. "We should do this again sometime." Mantis suggested in as secretive a tone as he could manage, and Horsefly's eyes glittered as he responded, "Sure thing." Mantis smirked as he left the room. He was ready for the rebellion.
