Anal Assimilation

Spitfire tapped her hooves together as she held them in front of her face. Her elbows supported her weight on her captain's desk, making sure she looked as authoritative as possible despite the thoughts raging in her mind.

She fidgeted her hips again, trying to ignore the increasingly damp cushion reminding her of what she came here to do. Images of thousands of changelings buzzing around a distant, haphazard brown hive flashed in her mind and a barrage of thoughts kept her from distracting herself as much as her dwindling individuality tried. None of the hundreds of pictures or medals or trophies around her office that she earned or experienced could pull her back to the mare she tried to remind herself of. The only thing left in her mind was the desire.

Each breath that flowed out of her mouth was heavy and lustful, just barely at the edge of another moan. Whispers in her mind told her to fuck like a wild animal and it took all she had not to pounce on the first pegasi she found in the street when she woke up this morning. No, the whispers told her, she needed to be smart about this. Spitfire needed to spread her new gift in private so they could do the same. A voice in her mind chuckled at the thought of the growing number of ponies experiencing these same controlling thoughts.

The arousal was almost more than Spitfire could take. She knew where the other Wonderbolts were right now. Most of them were getting ready for the day, putting those tight uniforms on in the locker room—her heart pounded in her chest at the thought of what she'd do to them right now.

Spitfire's breath became short and shallow and she almost thought she might cum again as something stirred in her nethers. She leaned back and let out a soft moan as her pussy quivered under some strange new feeling. Once she looked down, she could see exactly why: a long, green shaft was slowly growing out of her folds, pulsing with her own heartbeat and dripping a strange green slime across her thighs. A part of her still wanted to panic at the sight, to run out and ask for help as the strange, ribbed phallus was the exact same one she saw violating her ass last night. Spitfire just bit her lip in anticipation instead.

"So that's how I'm going to do it..." she said in a voice she hardly recognized anymore. Her tone was sultry and devious—a far cry from the fear the tiny part of her old personality wanted to convey.

The creamy, green liquid dripping off of it suddenly looked a lot more tantalizing than last night. Spitfire drew a hoof across the other-worldly length, immediately gasping at the intense pleasure that radiated off of it. She smiled at the fantasy of sticking it in someone and couldn't wait to finally fulfill her new purpose.

Breathless with anticipation, Spitfire brought her coated hoof up to her mouth and gave it a quick lick. Immediately her entire body was engulfed in a flame of intense arousal. The tingling on her tongue tasted like salty precum and copper, but as soon as it hit her tongue all she wanted was to have her new cock fucking her mouth. The whispers in her mind pulled her away from the fantasy, however, telling her that kind of fun would have to wait until the stronger urge of giving that feeling to another pony was sated.

Spitfire's entire abdomen tensed with anticipation as the fantasies shifted their focus. She could feel her mind being dragged towards the euphoric thoughts of fucking half of cloudsdale, then those ponies fucking half of Equestria. Her new cock throbbed and dribbled its green goo down its shaft with excitement and all Spitfire could think about anymore was finally getting started.

Spitfire took in a long, deep breath. Her desires wouldn't be fulfilled if she freaked out her prey with her intentions; she needed to be smart about this. The arousal refused to go away, but on command her new cock slithered back into her pussy, eliciting a breathless moan from Spitfire as she tried to organize a plan.

With a few stabilizing blinks, she leaned forward onto her wet chair and pressed the intercom button.

"Yes, Captain?" her sweet little secretary answered. A rush of excitement overcame her at the thought of bending over that demure, blue pegasus, but she would have to wait.

"Send in Soarin. I have something I need to discuss with him," Spitfire said, her voice surprisingly even despite the intense arousal controlling her.

"Of course, ma'am. I'll call him in right away."

Spitfire pushed herself out of her chair, a devious smile growing on her face. Her heart raced at the thought of what was about to happen and she turned around to see the slimy green cushion she just left to see just how excited she was. She took in a long, deep breath of the musky, metallic smell and her urges exploded once again, sending chills across her fur as the fantasies took hold.

It wasn't long before she heard those knocks on her door. As much as she wanted to immediately pull him in to get started on him, Spitfire took in a few deep and straightened her posture, making sure her expression didn't betray her intentions just yet.

"Come in."

The wooden door swung open and Soarin tentatively walked in, eyeing the room curiously before swatting the door closed behind him with a wing. Spitfire's smile widened at the fact that he isn't wearing his uniform yet.

"Uh, what's the deal? Something important come up about the next show?"

Spitfire didn't bother to answer at first, just letting in another long, deep breath as she did her best to keep her urges from controlling her completely.

Soarin's face scrunched up in a sudden grimace. "Woah... what's that smell? It smells like... uh..." A blush came over his face as he pinpointed exactly where he smelled that kind of thing before.

"Do you remember that night five years ago after the Summer Sun Celebration? After the performance we all got drunk and..." Spitfire started, looking over at Soarin with an expectant, sultry smile.

"When we... oh... yeah," he said, a reminiscent smile coming over his face. "That was a lot of fun. Didn't know you could do that with your tongue." His expression turned curious and worried again. "I thought you told me I couldn't ever tell anyone about that though? And that we were going to keep things professional?"

A few steps later, Spitfire had walked past Soarin and flicked her tail up to trace his nose towards her backside. By the quick blinking and bewilderment on his face, she guessed he got a good whiff.

"I did say that, yes. But now... I've been giving it a little more thought."

Spitfire looked back over her shoulder to see the lust growing in her teammate's eyes. Soarin followed each of Spitfire's steps over to her desk like a duckling would follow its mother, biting his lip to try to hide his true intentions as well.

"Yeah?" he asked, barely hiding the excitement in his voice.

"I see the way you look at me in the locker room. How your eyes trace across my flank and then dart away once I catch you." Spitfire kept a cool, confident smile as she led her prey. He couldn't take his eyes off her.

"Oh, you uh... you notice that, huh?"

Once the rich wood of her desk was in front of her, Spitfire rubbed a hoof across the surface and looked across it. Clear enough. It would be fine for what was about to happen. "And I notice what happens when I let those eyes linger too long. Maybe I end up stretching the wrong way or bending over for too long and then..."

She almost laughed when she heard the audible gulp behind her. "And then?" he asked timidly.

Spitfire spun around, leaning back onto the desk's surface and resting her elbows behind her. It wasn't the most comfortable position in the world, but would do just fine for what she knew Soarin was about to do to her.

"How many times have you orgasmed thinking of me?" she asked, a little more serious than sultry this time

Finally Soarin broke eye contact, rubbing his foreleg with a hoof as he stared at the corner. "Come on, Spitfire. Just a little sexual tension, you know? Won't happen again, promise."

"Oh, won't it?" A smile crept back over her lips and she spread her legs wide underneath her. Even she noticed the intense stench of the musk coming off of her now. "Maybe we should take care of it instead."

Soarin's cheeks burned bright red at that. His eyes snapped back over to his boss and he looked her up and down, unable to hide the growing length between his legs. "You want to...?"

"I want to see what your tongue can do. Then we can start taking care of that," she said, nodding towards the now fully-erect cock bobbing between his legs.

Soarin didn't even need another word. In a flash he had his hooves around Spitfire's thighs and pushed her up onto her desk, burying his muzzle as far as it would go into her pussy. A loud moan shot through the room and Spitfire didn't care anymore who heard. With her friend's tongue lapping away at her swollen clit, she squeezed his head with her thighs as she finally started getting the pleasure she'd been waiting for all day.

The world melted away as Spitfire saw her own thick, slimy arousal splatter across Soarin's snout. She smiled between her own heavy breaths, recalling the tingling feelings from last night that must be spreading over his body. Her ankles wrapped around the back of his head and pulled him in tight, making sure her prey couldn't get away. The whispered commands finally went quiet as she did her deed, and the only thing that mattered in the world anymore to Spitfire was the animalistic desire to fuck.

Spitfire did her best to keep her new cock securely hidden inside until she finally had him fully under her control. Her brain was completely washed in pleasure and it was a struggle just to keep from shuddering every time his deft tongue twirled around her clit. She didn't know how much longer she could hold herself back from wanting to be on top of him instead, but looking down at his dazed blinking between licks, didn't look like she'd need to wait much longer.

The waves of pleasure forced Spitfire's wings to flare out, toppling various utensils and pictures she had sitting on her desk. As much as she wanted to get to the real fun with her new equipment, she couldn't help but arch her back and let out another moan at the intimate attention. Soarin certainly wasn't going anywhere after this, so she figured she might as well enjoy it.

Every licked pushed her that much closer to the new edge. Strange feelings of excitement accompanied the usual march towards orgasm, making the sensations she once enjoyed with a vibrating friend back home that much more irresistible. Her entire body shuddered and pulsed with a feeling she'd never experienced before and the throbbing in her ass told her exactly what was causing it. Spitfire could feel herself radiating a new, strange energy out into the world, sharing the pleasured thoughts among those buzzing creatures in that wicked hive. Each sent signal drew back another lustful and sinister thought as they all focused their eyes down to that prey. With the combined urges of thousands of different minds focusing in on the lapping of her folds, Spitfire's bliss felt amplified beyond anything she'd experienced as a normal pony.

Her ears couldn't help but perk up as the sound of her own moans echoed back to them. There was no way her secretary couldn't hear them now, but somehow that just made it all the better. The thought of bending over that timid mare and giving her body what she knew it desired gripped Spitfire in another wave of excitement. She could feel the edge closing in now. Her thighs twitched and squeezed Soarin's head even tighter into her pussy and her wings shot down to follow suit; with such an intense orgasm on the horizon, there was no way she was letting him loose.

With one last gentle lap of his tongue across her swollen nub, Spitfire's entire body squeezed and convulsed in the most intense orgasm she'd ever had. She could feel her skin crawling and body parts that weren't even hers shuddering in the overwhelming feeling. Soarin tried to pull away as the entire force of Spitfire's thighs constricted him, but there was no pulling out now. She could feel her pussy squirt its new fluids all across his snout, the warm liquid shooting out of her and painting his cheeks and her thighs. Every second of bliss was unlike anything she'd ever felt before and between her screams of delight she could hear her body thudding against the wood with every pulse.

When all of her shared minds finally decided they'd had enough of enjoying the orgasm with her, Spitfire's thighs slowly eased away. She did her best to catch her breath, not bothering to see what was becoming of Soarin. Minutes, hours, days seemed to pass by as her head swirled with the delight of herself and dozens more until finally she blinked away the haze to look down across her sweaty form to see her victim stumbling around.

"Mmm, you like it?" Spitfire asked as she slowly slid herself off of her desk, barely managing to bring herself upright again before sauntering over. "My new cum tastes so much better, doesn't it?"

Soarin could only blink and stumble around in response, knocking up against a few tables and stands and pushing over lamps and trinkets in the process. "Spitty... wha... what did you do to me?"

Before he could knock into something else, Spitfire extended a hoof to his face, steadying him in front of her. With one, long, sultry lick she savored her own excitement clinging to his snout, letting the slimy green substance send a wave of arousal through her entire body yet again.

A devious smile came over her face as she felt her new cock stirring inside her. A predatory instinct she knew wasn't hers came over her and fed her a new set of urges as she looked at his vulnerable, dazed face covered in her new cum. A glance down at his flank and a new flash of excitement overcame her. The hive told her exactly what kind of fun she needed to have now.

"A better question might be 'What am I going to do to you now?'"

Spitfire extended a wing behind her old friend's neck and ushered him back over to the desk. Soarin could do nothing but comply as he tripped over his own hooves and tried to blink himself back into reality. It was no use now; his mind was already enveloped in one thought and one thought only. His thick cock dribbled precum across the office before she finally pushed him against the wood until he climbed up.

"There you go. Just relax. This is going to be fun," Spitfire said, setting his head down completely and spreading his legs apart with a hoof.

She flicked his tail out of the way to see her target: his tight, supple asshole. She'd never known him to be very fond of other stallions, so her heart beat in anticipation at the thought of the firm squeeze it was about to give to her new member. The alien flesh throbbed between Spitfire's legs in anticipation. With a quick flex to see how it felt, the green phallus slapped against her stomach, leaving strands of green cum clinging to her fur. Spitfire's eyes went wide with an instinctual desire and she didn't hesitate to mount her teammate and let her new cock press against his unsuspecting anus.

Soarin let out a light gasp as his eyes went wide, but couldn't manage to resist. Spitfire smiled that devious smile as she looked down at his face slowly returning to that dazed, distant state. Another light gasp left his mouth once Spitfire pushed her way in. The first few inches were easy with the pointed green tip being the way it was, but the ridges? Those were going to be fun. Soarin grimaced as the length found its way further and further inside him, the ridges stimulating the tender virgin flesh enough to make him let out a low whine at the new feeling.

Spitfire could hardly help herself as she felt his ass squeeze and tense her sensitive new cock. She bit her lip and let out a few gentle moans of her own as she adjusted to the feeling of being inside someone. No wonder stallions were so sex-crazed, Spitfire thought. A soft sigh left Spitfire's lips after she let her cock flex inside Soarin, causing an intense wave of pleasure to course through her.

Once she managed to get used to the wonderful sensations, Spitfire could feel things starting to shift around and vibrate inside her. The feeling was almost terrifying for a short moment, but urges and thoughts swirled in her mind to focus on the pleasure those odd gurgles were filling her with. Spitfire could barely think about anything but the mass moving around inside her inner walls, rubbing back and forth against them as it teased her entrance. Before she could ponder on it anymore, a voice in her mind whispered to her to fuck Soarin as hard as she possibly could.

Wet smacks filled the room as Spitfire gripped onto Soarin's thighs and slammed her cock into him. Moans poured out of her mouth with every thrust as the strange object rustled around inside her and Soarin's tight ass squeezed her at the end of every hump. Despite his lethargic state, Soarin let out a few light moans and whimpers of his own. The thought of making her prey cum just from getting fucked like that almost sent Spitfire over the edge right there, but she slowed down for a moment. She wanted to see it.

Spitfire craned her neck over Soarin's side to see the precum dripping out in long strands. His rock-hard cock twitched and shuddered all on its own with every little movement of Spitfire inside of him. All she could do was bite her lip as the thought of Soarin's first anal orgasm filled her mind. He was close and Spitfire was determined to spread her new gift of pleasure in the best way possible.

"Let's try something else," she said, slipping out of Soarin with a wet pop and eliciting a soft gasp out of him. With one swift motion she pulled him off of the desk into a heap on the floor.

Spitfire's tongue licked across her lips as her teammate collapsed onto his back. The long strands of precum now stained his light coat instead. Every step she took back towards her prey elicited another clench of his still-open ass and cock, giving her a show that made her new cock throb with anticipation. Spitfire planted both hooves on either side of his body, lining her green phallus up again. Soarin could only let out a weak whimper as his worn anus let her slip right in again.

There was no adjustment period this time; Spitfire immediately set on to fill the room with the wet plaps yet again, chasing the overwhelming pleasure of each thrust. Being able to watch Soarin's stiff cock bounce against his body made her fantasies ignite an intense passion inside her as she imagined getting to suck the green cum off of his converted cock. A voice in the back of her mind slowly laughed an evil laugh as something big pushed itself out of her pussy to the base of her new cock.

Sptifire gasped at the feeling of the mass growing inside her. At the edge of her entrance she felt it wiggling and squirming through each hard thrust. Her moans grew louder and more strained as her parasite fucked her right back with every movement of her hips. Something in her mind pulled her fantasies towards the thought of that little creature getting planted in Soarin's eager asshole and it pushed her closer and closer to her own edge.

The pleasure flared up even more as she regained some focus to see Soarin struggling just a little bit more. Each thrust elicited a soft sigh from his lips, and even with his dazed state he still managed to toss his head back and forth on the carpet with a grimace. Spitfire's pleasured moans slowly shifted to predatory groans as she watched him struggle. It also helped that each toss was accompanied by a light squeeze of his ass around her cock and another helpless twitch of his own neglected penis.

"Ah... Spitfire... please... I..." Soarin barely managed to whisper out.

If Spitfire wasn't completely absorbed in the feeling of fucking him senseless, she might actually be impressed; she could barely manage to speak at all last night when she was getting fucked. A smile crossed her face at the obvious implications. Spitfire redoubled her efforts and upped the rhythm of those hard, wet slaps against his ass. She reveled in the sight of Soarin squirming underneath her with his back arching up and his hips moving on their own to enjoy as much pleasure as they could. His cock flicked up and tensed as Spitfire bottomed out inside of him again, eliciting another round of soft moans out of her teammate.

Spitfire bit her lip so hard she thought it might bleed. Between the parasite fucking her, her cock being squeezed so tightly, and turning her masculine teammate into a submissive little plaything, she could feel the edge of her own orgasm coming up soon. The parasite wiggled its way down the length of her cock until finally it teased the entrance of his anus. She fucked harder and faster as it expanded her member and stretched her friend's ass out even more. With a sudden pop, she managed to force it out right up against his prostate. The feeling of it slipping out of her was so overwhelming that she graced the edge of cumming right there, but her breath caught in her throat at the realization that she wouldn't be the first to cum this time.

Soarin's rectum clenched hard against Spitfire's sensitive member. She couldn't help but let out a harsh gasp as her vision went white with the pleasure for a moment. With the long series of gentle squeezes she had to force her eyes open through her own pleasured expression to see her fantasy come to life. Soarin's cock jolted up and down as his back arched and he let out a low groan of overwhelming bliss. Cum shot out of his twitching cock and draped all over his own face and neck, finally dribbling down onto his chest with each convulsion.

The winces and grimaces on his face as he struggled underneath her only pushed Spitfire harder. She practically screamed into the air as she felt that slimy, hot cum that was pushing the parasite drain out of her and began to fill Soarin's ass. Spitfire tilted her head back as she felt herself start to clench around her new length. With one last harsh thrust, she hilted herself completely inside of him to feel the gentle squeeze of the last of Soarin's contractions.

With each final massage of Soarin's ass, Spitfire finally went over the edge herself and could feel her entire cock vibrate and shift to fuck her own inner walls as well as radiate pleasure from the shaft. Globs of her own thick cum forced their way down her length until they filled Soarin's ass to the brim, squirting out the slick green cum all over her floor.

When the euphoria finally faded, Spitfire fell back in a daze of her own. Her mind felt almost... sore from the intense pleasure she'd just gone through. Sweat clung to her coat and her heart raced in her chest as her slimy cock slipped back inside of her. Even in the aftermath of the most intense orgasm of her life, the predatory grin came over her face again and she watched with glee as Soarin twitched and gasped as the parasite started to take control.

"That's it... just give in," Spitfire said as she finally caught her breath.

"I... ah... I can't..." Soarin protested.

It wasn't long until the familiar expressions of fear and confusion started giving way. She could see the eyes roll back in his head as the intense pleasure took hold again. Soarin's tired cock instantly hardened as he twitched and shuddered in the carpet and Spitfire bit her lip at the sight of her green cum leaking out of him combined with his own white cum draping his face and chest.

To her surprise, Soarin let out another harsh gasp and another orgasm quickly seized him. With one last groan, whatever was left in his balls shot out across his chest in those thick, pearly strands yet again.

After a few more minutes of enjoying the sight, Spitfire walked over to Soarin's collapsed form once his eyes finally lost their dazed expression. She extended out a hoof, and with his own newfound confidence Soarin took it and rose up to his feet.

"You see it now, don't you?"

With a few more confused blinks, Soarin nodded, still staring off as the thoughts of the hive they both shared filled their minds. Another round of intense sexual urges attacked them both and they both instantly knew what to do.

"After a quick shower, I think we've got a few more ponies to fuck. How about it?" Spitfire asked with a confident smile.

Soarin took in a long, deep breath and mirrored her confident smile. "Mmm. I've got a few ponies in mind. Let's get to serving the hive."