Author's Note

Written as a request from a patron.
Contains: Cadance, Thorax; anthro; implied r63, mind control, maledom, weird changeling genitals, earfucking

Trust Misplaced

"You wanted to see me?"

Cadance held the door to her bedchamber open, looking out from it to the changeling standing on the other side. She was still a little uneasy around him, having welcomed him only that afternoon after Barb had convinced them all to give him a chance, but she was trying her best.

Thorax meekly nodded. "Yes, your highness." His body twitched a little, head nodding forward. "May I come in?" he asked, nervous. His tone shook about as much as he did, and he looked really worried about something.

Cadance hesitated, then nodded. She had to give him a chance. Shutting him off like that wouldn't do, he'd be hurt by it, especially after what had happened that day. "Sure. Come in." She stepped back and aside, inviting him to walk forward with a sweep of her arm.

Thorax shakily stepped in, and waited for Cadance to close the door behind him. He was wearing a dress that looked a little like a tunic, a loose fitting thing he'd probably borrowed from Barb. Even like that, some parts of his changeling anatomy still stood evident in odd places. Cadance tried not to look that way, it wouldn't seem appropriate. "Thank you," he said, having calmed down a little.

"What is it, then?" Cadance herself wore an elegant night gown, elaborate enough to pass as a proper dress. It was late at night and she'd been preparing to sleep before a guard had come to tell her the changeling wished to see her. Her wife was still busy talking with Twilight as far as she knew, and she was perfectly okay letting the two sisters catch up with each other and stay up together.

Thorax turned towards her. There was a strange, powerful green glow in his eyes. Before she could speak, Cadance found his hand was around her neck, pushing her against the door. Something else was preventing her from speaking, too, like a mental block. She felt light-headed, confused. "You shouldn't have let your guard down," Thorax said. His tone was suddenly firm, his attitude commanding, his posture confident and imposing. "On your knees."

Losing control of herself, Cadance dropped down, face to face with the changeling's crotch. Something stirred behind the cloth. His clothes were pushed aside as four thick, glowing appendages reached out to her, a cross between horsecocks and tentacles. "Open your mouth," she heard from above, and her mouth opened. Her eyes focused fully on the green glow of the changeling's cocks, and her thoughts began to melt completely.

One appendage slid into her mouth, then deep into her throat, thrusting slowly in and out of her. Another came to rest over her eyes, filling her vision completely in a green glow that bore into her brain. The other two reached each to a different side of her head, to her ears, and began to thrust into them.

Acting without thinking, the alicorn shed her nightgown and began to play with her breasts and wet cunt. Thorax stood satisfied above her. First the dragon and then the princess. Next would be Gleaming and Twilight. Soon the whole Empire would be his, and then all of Equestria would follow along.