Author's Note

If the title wasn't obvious, some stuff involving Changeling rape will be occuring. If that isn't your thing, then I suggest skipping this chapter.

Chapter 4 - Miscellaneous v) Impregnation via Changeling

Twilight Sparkle was a mare who enjoyed control over a situation. Be it her organisational skills that bordered on obsessive, or her desire to correct things when an activity got out off hoof, she loved to feel like she had the power to positively influence her fate. And yet, she had no such luck at the moment. From the moment she had woken up, pure panic set in. For starters, she was underground, long cave walls stretching around her in a rough circular shape with only small pinpricks of light picking out alcoves in the gloom. Surprisingly enough, it was warm, not as cold as she was expecting. However, that didn’t help the fact that something else was worrying her a hell of a lot more.

Thick resinous globs had been slapped onto her hooves, pinning her to the wall, whilst smaller globs gummed her wings together, and another coated the entirety of her horn. Trying to push magic through was futile, the gunk seemingly leeching the magic off with ease. Her attempts to physically remove herself had also been met with failure, the material much too strong to break with no leverage. But what was even more concerning was the noise. Through the rock and carried through the air, the sound of buzzing, chittering and other insect like noises were carried to her.

Then the sound of hooves came. In the centre of the room, a spiral staircase had been chiselled out of the rock. Stronger lights came from them, which were being blocked, silhouettes being cast on the ground. Twilight already had an inkling of what was imprisoning her but didn’t want to admit it to herself. Sure enough though, she saw long, black, gangly legs emerge, pock marked with holes, followed by shorter pairs, but no less hole filled. The body, gaunt with a band of colour wrapping around, a shaggy beaten pair of wings attached to her back. Lastly, the head emerged, twisting around and fixing Twilight with a deep, predatory glare, it’s slit like pupils drilling into Twilight’s own. Between a swamp green mane, a long keratinous spike jutted upwards, cruelly pointed and sharpened.

Behind it, two shorter versions of the creature stopped at the base of the stairs, standing guard as they waited for their charge to approach the imprisoned Alicorn. “C…changelings…” She stuttered out, gulping down a wad of saliva as it continued to close the distance in an unfortunate amount of time. Clearly a Queen, but not Chrysalis, Twilight noted, given the different mane style, and the position of her holes. Even so, she was no less intimidating as she finally came up close to Twilight, giving her a smile that seemed to be a mixture of both motherly and malicious happiness.

“Who are you, Immph!” Twilight was cut off, as the Changeling pressed her hoof to the mare’s lips, silencing her.

“Shhhhh… don’t speak now. Broodmare’s don’t talk.” She hissed out, the double tone of her emphasising the dismissal. Twilight was confused, not exactly sure what to make of the creatures proclaiming. It came soon enough, however, as Twilight caught the scent of something musky in the air. Just a small whiff made her mind fog ever so slightly, as she watched in a mix of horror, fascination and mild arousal as a long phallic object slid out under the Queen's barrel, luminous green liquid dripping from the tip.

Trotting up to her, the Queen was scant millimeters from Twilight’s face as she braced herself against the wall, the tip of her shaft plunging into Twilight’s vagina. A loud moan ripped itself from her lips as her virgin folds pushed apart, allowing the foreign apparatus to enter. Unaccustomed to the feeling, Twilight’s eyes rolled back, her body unable to move from the intense feeling. The Changeling slid in and out, her powerful thighs allowing her to slam her ovipositor into the alicorn pussy, hammering it over and over, both parties giving lustful moans from the contact. Despite how utterly wrong this was, Twilight’s mind burned with pleasure, unable to comprehend anything other than how the insectoid ravaged her body.

She could feel herself coming close to a climax, every pump of the Changeling’s Queens apparatus stimulating her. It didn’t help that the Queen was secreting chemicals, that were being absorbed into Twilight’s vaginal walls, modifying and inserting chemicals and proteins into the alicorn, designed to make the sex all the more stimulating, and to prepare her for the next step. “Hnff… aahhhh… ooooooh… I’m… so… close… guahhh…” She wheezed, only somewhat audible over the wet slapping and the Queens own bellows and groans from the amorous interaction.

“Gooooooddd… now cum for me Alicorn!” A few more pounds later, Twilight couldn’t hold it. Letting out a small squeal, a burst of cum leaked from her folds, her eyes rolling even further back, whilst her mouth hung wide open. A moment later, the Queen burst, letting out a scream of pure pleasure, which sounded horrifying from the duel tones it produced. “Mmmmm… take my eggs Princess… take then all…” Instead of cumming in one quick burst like an Equine, the Changeling took things differently.

Starting to come off her high, another jolt of pleasure struck the mare, her vag being stretched even wider as the Queens ovipositor swelled, depositing her load right into Twilight’s womb. “uuuhhhh… nooooo…” Twilight mumbled, hardly able to speak. But there was nothing she could so. Every second, an egg was pushed into the alicorn. One egg became two, two became four and four became eight as more and more of the insectoid’s offspring were forced directly into Twilight.

“There's… not… enough… room… nnnnghhhaaa” Twilight cried out, still being stimulated as her lust remained high, but not high enough to not realise the situation she was in. Her hooves clenched, feeling her belly push outwards, stretching to accommodate the rising number of the Changelings unborn. From her flat belly, she was already looking like she was 9 months pregnant. “Mmmmm, don’t worry about that my dear… oohh… my secretions should give you the… ahhh… elasticity you need to bear all my young.”

Twilight, if she was in the right state of mind, would have objected. However, given that her faintly green glowing belly was continuing to expand, and her mind was awash with chemical bliss, she could hardly complain. On and on, the ovipositor pulsated, deposing another into this broodmare, who was already bearing several dozen of the unmatured young.

Now surpassing a beach ball, her stretched, elasticated skin sent even more bolts of pleasure up to her overtaxed brain. At this point, the Queen had shifted her position, no longer able to stand from the sheer vastness of Twilights belly, which was as large as an entire pony, sagging forward and now just inches away from the floor. The Changeling gripped Twilight, holding her tightly as she let the last few of her clutch disappear into the bloated ovoid of glowing skin. With a satisfied gasp, the Queen finally pulled out with a slick pop, followed by a small flood of vaginal fluid and various Changeling secretions, eventually stopping. Pulling herself back up to her hooves, the Queen surveyed her handywork.

What once was a trim, virgin pony princess, had been distorted into nothing more than a glorified incubation chamber, with a hormone sloshed creature attached. Hundreds of eggs now resided within the alicorn, ready to be infused with her powerful latent magic. “Ahhh… you did well Princess, I’m so very glad you came along, our numbers were rather low, and your power will ensure the next generation of drones are strong.” Giving Twilight one last smile, the Changeling turned around, marching up the stairs, followed by her guard’s moments later.

Unable to do anything, Twilight looked down the best she could, watching the mound of purple that stretched out ahead of her, touching the ground, even from her standing position. Overwhelmed by lust and fatigue, the alicorn let her eyes droop, falling into a daze, white light seemingly consuming her vision.