Integrating Apple Bloom

Apple Bloom let out a grunt as yet another drone forced its cock into her cunt. She felt its hot breath against her neck as it squirted sticky fluids into her, preparing her to get fertilized for what must be the tenth time that day.

She’d lost track of time after her transformation since she barely had time to think about such things as she served what felt like the entire hive’s worth of drones, all eager to experience what their queen’s golden goose could do to sate their infinite lust.

It wasn’t all fun and games, however. Her horn was awkward and not nearly as powerful as Chrysalis’ despite being biologically coded for it during her transformation. She found it difficult to sort her own thoughts out from the constant stream of information the hivemind had to course through its telepathic veins.

Even harder was stopping her own private thoughts from slipping out into the open for all to experience. Not everyone was happy with an ‘outsider’ integrating into the hive, and they didn’t try to hide their displeasure with regards to her integration.

She’d watched the other changelings transform into her old shape and hatefuck each other for hours on end, and though it frustrated her to know that she wasn’t ‘one of them’, she couldn’t help but feel aroused by the images.

Even now, the drone buried in her well-used cunt made it clear that he was taking out all his frustrations on her, slamming himself into her again and again as he spanked her chitinous flank and sent spikes of erotic pain through her little body.

She felt his shaft throb deep within her, the sensations making her own ovipositor twitch and throb beneath her, leaking strings of lubricant as yet another unfertilized egg formed in her egg sac.

She shuddered as it forced its way up her shaft, itching to escape into a waiting incubator.

Just as she felt her climax’s approach, a loud, commanding voice rung through her head.

“Apple Bloom, sweetie,” her queen’s telepathic presence sounded in her mind. “Why don’t you come to see me for a bit.”

Apple Bloom immediately shoved the drone above her off her back, feeling a rush of warm fluids dribble from her as she did so. Her ‘comrade’ hissed at her, his cock still throbbing at attention and dripping with his gooey fluorescent jizz.

“Yeah yeah, go fuck something else,” she spat back, trotting past him and out into the corridors of the hive.

Her bloated, egg-filled form made it harder to get around, where once she would have run as fast as she could to her queen’s side, she was slowed to a brisk waddle by the hungry potential drones-to-be in her womb and belly.

As she paced through the halls, she decided to take a look at what some of the surveillance drones were up to. She focused on the hivemind’s network of connections until vivid images began to form in her head.

As usual, the Canterlot spies were taking advantage of the city’s seedy, immoral underbelly to collect information. It seemed that the current trend was fucking the aged-down version of her sister and her friends. The Manehatttan and Los Pegasus spies were busy running their casino tables and hypnotizing indebted ponies into servitude. Ugh…Boring! Apple Bloom thought, moving on to the next team.

What presented itself to her this time sent a shock of longing through her hardened body. A team of spy drones had been sent to her old family’s farm! It felt like eons since she was last there, she watched as the drones observed her sister pacing frantically in front of the main cottage. She looked tired and tears streamed down her face, serving only to increase Apple Bloom’s pangs of guilt. She wished she could just hug her sister and tell her all about how much better her life is now that she’s been transformed!

It wasn’t long before she arrived at the large entrance to the throne cavern. She shook her head and cleared the stream of images from her mind. Stepping through the doorway, she was greeted with a familiar sight.

Queen Chrysalis sat on her regal, crystalline throne, looking over her loyal incubator subjects, who all demonstrated their love for her and the hive by taking as many of their queen’s eggs as possible, keeping them well fed with lust and arousal by mutually pleasing each other in a sea of eroticism.

The queen smiled as she saw her young protégé in the doorway, before speaking to the horny breeders telepathically and gesturing to the door, prompting them to immediately stop what they were doing and scamper towards the corridors. They tumbled over each other and brushed past Apple Bloom like she wasn’t even there, so high on sex and obedience that all they could see were what their queen told them to see.

“Apple Bloom!” Chrysalis said, beckoning her in with a hoof. The room was mostly empty at that point, short of the staunch guards on either side of the throne and the queen herself.

She rushed to the foot of the throne as quickly as she could, bowing her head respectfully, “Y-Y’all wanted to see me, mah queen?” she stammered.

“Oh, don’t be so formal, little one,” she cooed, fluttering her wings and setting herself in front of the filly. She placed a hoof on her chin and lifted it so that she could look into her eyes.

Apple Bloom felt a rush of love course through her body the moment she caught her queen’s gaze. She couldn’t help but let out a soft gasp at the immense high she felt, lust may have filled her up, but love was more intoxicating than the strongest of Granny Smith’s secret cider.

“I don’t think I got the chance to properly congratulate you, not everyone can take on the great hivemind’s power like you have,” Chrysalis complimented, making Apple Bloom beam with pride. She pet the filly’s deep green mane and adjusted her bow as they feasted on the flow of love between them. “I see you’ve been introduced to the more virile drones,” she cooed, motioning to her belly. Apple Bloom looked down at her stomach, watching the eggs inside her pulsate with dull green light, suddenly, a small lump formed, moving and squirming around just below the surface. “Ah! Your first larvae are hatching, and so soon! I suppose I shouldn’t be surprised given the sheer stamina you displayed during your orgies with the soldier drones.”

“Y-You saw that?” Apple Bloom squeaked. she knew it was encouraged, but she couldn’t help but feel a little bit of shame at her queen seeing just how much of a little nympho she was.

“Of course, I see everything my little ones get up to,” she explained. “Now, why don’t we get down to the matter at hoof, hm?”

Apple Bloom tilted her head.

“I understand you have been missing your old life?” she said.

The filly tensed in panic, “N-No! Ah’m dedicated to the hive! Ah swear!”

Chrysalis chuckled, “There’s no need to be ashamed, you’re allowed to feel whatever it is you feel here, especially when it comes to family,” she cooed. “Even if they are dirty non-changelings…”

Apple Bloom let out a sigh of relief at her queen’s understanding. She didn’t know why she even thought she was going to be punished. Her queen was far too kindhearted for that!

“But, don’t you think your sister would feel much happier if they were part of our family? Maybe they could even be drones in your army once you have one,” she mused. Apple Bloom’s wings fluttered. Was her queen really suggesting what she thought she was?

“Yes, little one. It’s time to move on with the next stage of my plan to integrate Equestria, starting with your sister. How would you like to go on your first mission?”

Apple Bloom bounced on the spot, her excitement racing to her wings as she fluttered them to stay afloat for a few moments with each hop, “Please please pleeeeease can I go? Ah promise I’ll turn her nice and quick!”

“Yes, yes, of course you can, little larva.”

The filly squeed as a wide grin spread across her face until she felt a rush of jealousy across the hive and her smile dropped. “B-But uh… It seems like a pretty big job, maybe ah’m not ready yet… I’ve only been a changeling for a few days after all,” she muttered.

“Aw, don’t you worry, I’ll be with you every step of the way!” Chrysalis encouraged.

“H-How?”

Chrysalis grinned as green flames burst from the floor around her, consuming her and leaving behind the proud figure of a familiar colt: Blueberry Jam.

“Now, here’s the plan…”

Chrysalis and Apple Bloom stepped out from the treeline, both cloaked in their disguises. Apple Bloom didn’t look too much different from her usual self, though she lacked her new wings, horn or the holes in her legs. Chrysalis was completely changed, taking the form of her favorite colt disguise.

The filly couldn’t help but lust after her in that form that so thoroughly filled her for the first time. She already felt a longing building between her legs, but she did her best to dismiss the feelings to focus on the task at hoof.

The Apple Family farmhouse quickly came into sight. Apple Bloom felt her heart race as she spied an orange mare with her sister’s tell-tale Stetson hat pacing in the distance. Waves of excitement and anticipation washed through the hivemind, hungry to taste what an element of harmony could have to offer. The rest of the hive was counting on her, and she wasn’t going to let them down!

“A-Applejack!” she cried in her most needy, desperate voice as she roughed up her mane to ensure she wouldn’t look suspicious.

Her sister’s ears perked, and she immediately started to gallop towards her, tears of joy in her eyes. She tackled the filly, seemingly ignoring the strange colt she was with as she pulled her into a tight hug. Apple Bloom felt the eggs inside her respond to the wave of love that hit her with Applejack’s touch.

The hug lasted a good minute, neither of them saying a thing as Applejack squeezed her sister as tight as she possibly could.

Finally, the older mare let her down. “Now, where in Equestria have you been, young filly!”

“Ah-Ah’m sorry ah worried y’all…” she began. “Ah was sticking to the path, Ah swear! Then Ah heard Blueberry hootin’ and hollerin’ for help, and you always said an Apple always helps a pony in need! So I left the path and helped him, turned out he’d got’ stuck in some vines.”

“Then y’all got lost?”

“Y-Yeah… We slept in a cave at night and looked for a way out in the day, Blueberry’s a farmer too, his family grows berries, so he knew what plants were dangerous to eat and stuff!”

“Well, y’all’re lucky ya found a way outta there, and good girl for helping when it mattered most,” Applejack said, motioning to the other colt. “But next time, y’all just come and find me, got it?” she said, wrapping her hooves around Apple Bloom once again, nuzzling her affectionately.

The rush of love that coursed through the young changeling’s body was unlike anything she’d felt. She let out a shaky breath as her eggs feasted on her sister’s emotions, she’d never felt such an intense rush of emotion from one being before, it was almost enough to make her drop her disguise and subjugate her sister then and there.

“Remember, little one, she must want it, we don’t want your sister turning into a useless vegetable. There’ll be plenty to feast on soon, I promise,” Chrysalis’ voice rung through her mind, strengthening her resolve as she quietly strengthened her magic.

“…think y’all should get to bed and rest, you look like you’ve been through Tartarus and back!” Apple Bloom refocused just in time to catch the end of her sister’s sentence. “Your friend can use the guest room until we can get him back to his family, I’m sure they’re worried sick!”

“O-Okay!” the filly chimed. “C-Cummon, Blue! Ah’ll show you to your bed!” she said, beckoning to the disguised queen and starting a brisk trot towards the farmhouse. Despite not needing to sleep, she figured she should just go with it to keep up appearances.

Applejack rose to her hooves and began to trot behind them. A familiar lust washed over her mind, mixed in with the waves of love from her sister. She looked over her shoulder at the mare behind her, only for her to quickly flick her eyes away. Apple Bloom felt a rush of anticipation as she realized the source of the lust: her sister was a foalfiddler! She couldn’t imagine just how much her sister has been wanting to act out all her dark, taboo fantasies, all the more reason to introduce her to the hivemind!

She pushed the door to the house open, her lungs taking in the familiar scent of fresh apple pie as a genuine smile spread across her face.

“Y’all get some rest now! I’ll see y’all when you wake up!”

Apple Bloom just nodded and headed up the stairs with a spring in her step and Chrysalis in tow. She used the hivemind to direct her queen to her room to ‘rest’ before pushing the door to her own old bedroom open and stepping inside.

All was as she remembered it, the bedspread was immaculately made, everything had been dusted down and cleaned, no doubt by a worried Applejack with nothing left to do but prepare in hopes Apple Bloom returned.

She didn’t hang around to admire it long, though, she locked the door and dropped her disguise before hopping up on to her bed, she looked down at her stretched belly, and watched as the eggs and larvae inside her pulsed and squirmed while they feasted on the emotions that filled the house. As if that wasn’t enough, seemingly the whole hive was busy rutting each other in anticipation of finally integrating one of the legendary Elements of Harmony.

It didn’t take long before the constant stimulation manifested in her cunt as wet, lubricant and an irresistible drive for release. With a flash of her horn, she put out a weak soundproofing spell, she’d still have to be quiet, biting her lip while she placed one hoof on her ovipositor and pushed another against her cunt before screwing her eyes shut and tapping into the hivemind to watch her fellow changelings act out their most depraved fantasies…

Apple Bloom let out a shaky breath as she rose to her hooves. She stretched her wings before relaxing, her eggs still hungered, but after a few hours of touching herself, she felt satisfied enough to ignore the constant knots in her belly.

She closed her eyes and felt warm fire consume her as she transformed back into her old form. Taking a moment to admire herself in her mirror, she straightened out her mane and bow before turning the lock on her door and stepping out into the hallway.

The slightly-squeaky voice of a pre-pubescent colt rung up the steps, which she followed to see her queen and her sister engaged in conversation. She grasped in her hoof a cup of hot cocoa, which she pretended to sip on as Applejack rambled.

The mare caught sight of her as she stepped into the kitchen, rushing over and pulling her back into a firm hug. Apple Bloom breathed deep, smelling her prey’s intense feelings for her and shuddering in excitement.

Chrysalis made eye contact with her from behind Applejack’s back. “Soon, little larva,” her soothing voice rung through her head.

“Sleep well, sleepyhead?” Applejack asked.

“Y-Yeah!” Apple Bloom said. “H-Hey, ah was thinking, why don’t we show Bluey here how us Apples get work done ‘round ‘ere?” she asked, prompting a nod of approval from the ‘colt’.

“Ah dunno, maybe we should just try to get him off home as quick as we can, I’m sure y’all’s parents are worried sick about ya…” Applejack said uncertainly, if she wasn’t so in tune with her emotions, Apple Bloom might have missed the tinge of regret in her tone.

She persisted, “Pleeease!” she said in her cutest, most annoying-little-sister tone possible.

“Well, does Blueberry even want a tour? We don’t wanna force him to do something he doesn’t want to do…”

Chrysalis bit her lip for a moment, hesitating for just a second before cheerfully replying, “I’d love to see how you farm your apples, they’re so ripe and fresh” she said, lacing her tone with enticing, compelling magic.

“Well… I suppose an extra hour or so can’t hurt,” Applejack muttered. “Okay! Just a quick tour and then we’ll get you off back home!” she stated, turning to Blueberry, and then the door. “Come on now, we don’t got all day!” she said, proudly strutting out into the mid-afternoon sunlight.

The two foals followed close behind as Applejack ranted about the history of the farm while they headed for their first (and only) stop: the barns. Apple Bloom drowned out her words shifted her focus to her sister’s swaying hips, watching as her tail flicked from side to side, showing off her plump cuntlips every now and again.

It didn’t take long before the trio reached the barn. The doors creaked open to reveal bushels and bushels of apples, interspersed with a host of hay-bales, chicken feed, and various tools.

“Here we are, the famous Apple Family barn!” Applejack announced, stepping into the spacious room. “There’s all sorts ‘a fun stuff in here, but the best is this,” she said, pointing to a pair of thick, hanging ropes attached to a complicated system of pulleys and gears.

She grabbed the ropes and began tugging and pulling on them, showing Chrysalis the intricacies of her elaborate system. The queen feigned interest, watching in mock-awe as Applejack used the ropes to pick up various items from deep in the barn and pull them to the front.

“I don’t think I can keep this up for long, little one,” Chrysalis urged through the hivemind.

Apple Bloom got the hint. It was time.

She had to wait until Applejack turned her back before casting any spells, she wasn’t quite good enough to use her magic without at least revealing her horn. She watched intensely, waiting for her sister to stop rambling and return to the ropes. The moment she did, Apple Bloom launched into action, she shuffled back to the barn entrance and pushed a few buckets of apples in front of the door, effectively sealing it. She revealed her horn and focused on channeling her arousal into her magic, before long, a familiar pink mist began to fill the room.

The effect was immediately noticeable.

All three of them felt their needs spike in intensity, but none quite like Applejack, who paused her explanation to ‘stealthily’ swat her rear with her tail and let out a hot breath.

“D-Do y’all smell somethin’ fun—”

“Can I try it?” Chrysalis interrupted

Applejack shook her head to clear her thoughts, “S-Sure!” she said. Apple Bloom watched as she stepped back and allowed Chrysalis to stand in front of her and reach for the ropes. Beads of liquid arousal dripped down her sister’s hind legs, each new lungful of the smoke only increasing her need for release.

Chrysalis flashed Applebloom a coy smile, before looking over his shoulder at the mare and flicking her tail over her flank, showing off her large, yet still colt-sized sheath and hanging orbs.

Applejack gasped, screwing her eyes shut as her lust spiked. “U-Uh, Blueberry, is everythin’ alright? A-Ah think you should pro'lly lower that tail of yours there,” she stammered.

“No Applejack, I don’t think I will,” she said, her voice laced with irresistible seductive malice. Applejack opened one eye, unable to resist her urge to take another peek at his swinging jewels. “We know you’re a disgusting little foalfiddler, don’t we?”

Apple Bloom grinned, licking her lips as she watched Applejack stumble a little, confronted with her darkest secrets and deepest fantasies in combination with the mist-induced sensitivity all over her body.

“N-No! Ah’d never do a-anythin’ like that!” she protested, stepping back and bumping into the filly positioned behind her. Apple Bloom could feel her sister’s lust wearing away at her mind already as she began to sway from side to side.

“Come now, just admit it, we can all see how badly you want to suck my colt cock,” Chrysalis teased.

“I-I…” she began, but the warm, relaxing feeling of the mist meant she couldn’t muster the strength to resist her base urges. “F-Fine… M-Maybe I do th-think about y’all that way sometimes…”

“Disgusting. Now, do as we say, and it’ll never leave this barn, hm?”

“O-Okay…”

Chrysalis pointed at one of the hay bales off to the side of the barn. “On your back, now,” she ordered. The sweet, powerful scent of Applejack’s lust flooded the room as she did as she was told, laying herself over the bale with little protest.

Apple Bloom watched as her glistening juices dripped to the floor, leaving a trail around her dock and over her flank as well as dark spots on the dirt below as her clit winked at the pair. She felt her strength surge as she feasted on the outpouring of feelings that rushed from her sister’s quivering body. It was quite the rush, watching her usually strong-willed sister reduced to submissive prey by nothing more than her magic and her queen’s words.

They circled her, Applejack’s eyes watching them with a mix of fear and attraction.

“M-My queen, m-may ah give our prey her first eggs?” Apple Bloom asked, unable to hide the excitement in her voice.

“Of course you can, sweet one,” Chrysalis responded while she used a nearby rope to gather Applejack’s legs and tie them together tightly.

“E-Eggs?” Applejack stammered.

“Shutup, foalfiddler.”

The young changeling stepped in front of her sister’s face, she shut her eyes for a moment, before feeling her large horsecock-shaped ovipositor flop out from a sheath that manifested itself on her disguise, the tip flared as her eggs already began to take shape.

Applejack gasped, her eyes fixated on the swinging length before her. “W-Wait… Y’all ain't…” she paused as she finally came to realize what was happening.

The pair ignored her, Apple Bloom leaving the front side to her queen as she eyed up her prey’s dripping slit. She grunted softly as she reared up and placed her hooves on either side of Applejack, her cock poking at her entrance and drawing a muffled whimper from the farm-mare.

“A-Apple Bloom, y’all can st-still stop this! Ah know Twilight can find a way to turn you--” the mare pleaded until Chrysalis shoved her own rod deep into Applejack’s open mouth, making her choke and gag as it bulged out her throat. She squirmed and struggled against the rope around her legs, grunting and whining around Chrysalis’ throbbing member.

The anger in the room quickly began to fade as Apple Bloom’s spell worked away at her mind, making the taste of Chrysalis’ sticky precum intoxicating to the mare as she instinctively started to use her tongue to pleasure the colt.

Apple Bloom had wanted to savor the feeling of fucking her big sister senseless for the first time, but the sight of her queen buried in her throat was too much for her to bear. She reeled back and let out a cute squeak as she plunged her disguised ovipositor as deep into her sister’s cunt as she could.

The sisters moaned out in unison as her prey’s lower lips parted to accept her girth. Whatever was left of Applejack’s willpower was slain by the feeling of finally fucking her sister. Love poured from every ounce of her being with an intensity that only furthered Apple Bloom’s sensitive member’s drive to fill her womb with eggs.

“G-Gah! Nnf~,” Apple Bloom moaned, trying to form words but finding them ripped from her mouth by a new rush of pleasure each time. Chrysalis held Applejack’s shuddering form in place with one hoof and used the other to pull the young changeling into a passionate kiss, her long tongue exploring her mouth with a magical, drug-fuelled vigor. They pistoned in and out of the squealing mare beneath them in time with one and another, huffing and panting into each other's mouths as they edged themselves closer and closer to climax.

“Haah~ What a fucking whore, you’re actually enjoying getting raped by a couple of little foals!” Chrysalis teased, punctuating her words with a few especially rough thrusts that made Applejack lurch as she fought her gag reflex. Her words seemed to only increase the waterfall of fluids and tidal waves of lust pouring from the mare, who milked Apple Bloom’s ovipositor like a virgin broodmare desperate to have her first foals.

The filly felt her control slipping away with each wet slap of either foal’s cocks into Applejack’s orifices. Her motions became more and more unhinged, jerking in and out of her prey with no regard for her wellbeing.

She felt the egg sac inside her shift as a stream of eggs began to force their way up her shaft, bulging her cock out and drawing a slutty, erotic moan from her sister as they forced her folds wide open, eager to escape and latch themselves into a fresh host.

Apple Bloom reeled back one final time, leaving just her flaring tip inside her sister’s love tunnel before she let out a loud, primal groan of pleasure and rammed her girth as deep into Applejack’s cunt as she possibly could, effortlessly breaking through her cervix as ropes of thick, sticky cum shot from her tip, creating the perfect environment for the rush of pulsing green orbs that followed to latch onto her insides and begin to feed on her emotions.

It was too much for Chrysalis to bear, too. She threw her head back and moaned as she squirted a load of her own eggs into the mare’s belly, choking her to the point where Apple Bloom could feel her prey’s consciousness starting to fade with a lack of air. Regardless, her sister obediently gulped down egg after egg. Each throb of the filly’s dick drew forth a new sound of immense pleasure from the mind-broken mare below them, who milked her cock as hard as she could, desperate to feel more and more of her cum filling her fertile womb.

Her belly began to bulge slightly with the sheer volume of the pair’s ejaculate and offspring until they both dismounted her at the same time, letting a cascade of fluids burst forth from her stretched holes.

Applejack lay almost motionless except for the heaving of her chest and the twitching of her limbs. Apple Bloom basked in the afterglow of her orgasm, but there was one last step to ensure her prey became hers. She reached up with a hoof and gave a nonchalant flick to her winking clit, making her squeal with pleasure as her back arched away from the hay bale her swollen tunnel squirted a torrent of her fluids across the floor.

“M-More~,” Applejack moaned out, her mind long since obliterated by her abuse.

Chrysalis grabbed Applejack’s limp form and stared deep into her hazy, unfocused eyes. Her eyes shifted back to their hypnotic green tone. “Now now, we have to get the formalities out of the way first…” She cooed. “Do you like feeling this way?” she asked. Apple Bloom decided to contribute by rubbing in circles over her defeated prey’s cum-drenched labia.

Applejack just nodded, unable to form more than a few unintelligible whimpers with the filly touching her sensitive sex.

“Do you want to feel this way forever?”

Another nod.

“Good, why don’t you go ahead and do the honors, little one?” she said, stepping back to watch Apple Bloom take her hoof away, prompting a whine of protest from the tied up mare.

The filly tugged on the rope binding Applejack’s legs and let her fall limp on her side. She trotted around to her sister’s front, letting her watch as she dropped her disguise and revealed her true form. She could feel the panic in Applejack’s rational mind, but her brutal fucking had left her unable to do anything but watch as she lit her horn and screwed her eyes shut in concentration.

It took a few false starts, but eventually, a stream of familiar green goop manifested from the floor around the hay bale. It effortlessly picked the mare up and spun itself into a cocoon, seeping into every part of her body and pulling her to sleep to begin transforming her into an obedient drone.

Chrysalis also dropped her disguise, there was no need to stay in an inferior form with their mission complete. She pulled Apple Bloom into a tight hug, “You did so well, little one, I am very proud of you~,” she praised, petting the smaller changeling’s mane.

“Th-Thank ya kindly, mah queen~”

They sat in silence for a few moments before the hivemind suddenly began to light up with activity. The pair turned into the various surveillance teams positioned around the country, only to see one Big Macintosh trekking out of the Everfree forest, home from another search.

Chrysalis and Apple Bloom looked at each other, without so much as a telepathic word, they both let themselves be consumed by flame, discarding their true forms and leaving a pair of mischievous foals standing in their place.

The queen unblocked the barn door and swung it open, allowing them both to step back out into the sunlight.

Their mission just got bigger.