Michael laid down on his bed and groaned. His vision was blurry and his body ached. He had endured yet another one of Luna’s dreams, and the mare only seemed to grow kinkier each time. He sighed and covered his face with his arm.

The human had been on house arrest for a week since Celestia’s ‘interrogation’. He had endured a few sessions of Luna’s relentless teasing and punishments, but other than that he had no real contact with the outside world. Celesta had paid him a visit, and much to his disappointment it hadn’t ended with her in bed with him. She had asked for more information, and he had informed her that what she had taken was all he knew. The solar princess had stopped her visits after that. Michael didn’t know if she was offended or simply played mind games with him. Perhaps she thought the reactive isolation would crack him. He would have to disappoint her. The loneliness was not what bothered him, no it was his urge to take one of the guards outside his room and throw them onto the bed.

Luna had started to tease him in her recent dreams. She left him hard and near the edge, made sure he was about to cum, and then left him to calm down. She would edge him over and over again until he woke up. Every time he woke Michael tried to jerk off in an attempt to satiate his urges, yet it did not work. He always craved the real thing in the end.

Perhaps that was Celestia’s plan. Make him so starved for sex that he’d tell her the location of each changeling in Canterlot. Not that he knew where any of them were.

Ever since Celestia had drained the information from him about Chrysalis’ plan the castle had been filled with the sounds of ponies and guards. The upcoming wedding had already made the castle a stressful place, but now with the threat of the changelings, the security had been increased. The only reason Michael knew that Celestia had increased the guard was that the two guards that had been posted outside his room had been increased to six. The magical runes engraved on his door also helped inform him about the demand for security. No one entered his room without a passcode.

Michael was only allowed short glimpses through his door when the maid came to deliver his food and clean his room. Despite his imprisonment, Celestia still treated him with the same respect she’d give an ambassador. His food tasted good. He was given wine, ale, and cider to drink. He was even given whatever books he asked for. His clothes were cleaned and they even gave him a robe.

Though it was a comfortable prison, it was still a prison. Celestia had made it clear that once the wedding was over a private trial would be held to determine his fate. Michael felt fear and anxiety about the upcoming trial, but he tried to hide it to the best of his abilities.

As he mused about the events that had led up to his imprisonment a unicorn mare entered the room. She was a bit taller than the average unicorn and dressed in a black and white maid outfit. Despite everything Michael smiled at her and bowed his head. “Afternoon, Nyla At least I think it is afternoon.”

The maid had a strange name, as it did not reflect her special talent. That said Michael did not know what her name meant in the region of the world she originated from, so it might very well have been connected to her special talent. Not that he knew what her talent was. He assumed it was connected to cleaning, but since she hit her flank from him underneath the black skirt he could not know.

And what a nice flank it was.

Michael had not been attracted to the inhabitants of this strange world when he first arrived. But after several months of meetings, parties, and dances Michael found himself fond of the mares around him. Though he appreciated their flanks the most. And Nyla had one of the best flanks in the castle. It was large and round, so much so that even the black skirt could not hide its shape. Whenever she moved about the room he could see it jiggle just slightly. The mare had grey fur and green eyes. She always smiled at him with kindness and sympathy, despite what he had done.

Michael would never understand how the creatures of this world, especially the ponies, could be so compassionate.

Nyla smiled at him from the door and closed it behind her. “It is midday, sir. I am here to handle your laundry.”

“Ah, of course, come in,” Michael said and beckoned her to step closer.

The mare moved into the room and grabbed the basket next to the bathroom door. She hummed on a low tune and collected his laundry. Michael watched her as she did so and made sure to glance at her flank when possible. The air in the room stank of lust and frustration, but Nyla did not seem to notice. The mare just continued to hum and smiled at him.

“Are the princesses hard on you?” Nyla asked and stuffed a jacket into the basket.

Michael flushed at that and stuttered. “I… I am not certain I can tell you what they have done to me.”

She eyed him in shock. “They haven’t tortured you, have they?”

“No, no. Or… That depends on how you see it,” he smiled nervously.

The maid put down the basket. “Have they taken anything from you?”

“Well… They decided to dig around in my mind to take some vital information. I am sure you know by now why I am locked in here.”

Nyla’s smile fell and she looked very seriously at him. “How vital?”

Michael wrung his hands and looked away. “It does not concern you, and be happy it doesn’t.”

Nyla growled and walked up to him. Michael looked at her with confusion and he crawled further back on the bed. She looked angry, much like Celestia had. The mare jumped up on the bed and stood above him. He was about to ask her what she was doing when green flames wrapped around her body. Before him stood a creature that looked much like Nyla, only her eyes were much more akin to that of changeling's and her horn had turned sharp and black. She opened her mouth to reveal several rows of sharp teeth. Her mane and tail had also taken on a dark blue color, one that reminded Michael of Chrysalis.

“What did you tell them, human?” Nyla snarled.

Michael’s heart beat fast and his limbs locked themselves in fear. The mare above him was just as beautiful as before, but now she also inspired fear in him. “She took my memories! She knows that you want to do something at the wedding!”

The changeling cursed and glared at him. She leaned down and sniffed his neck, which sent a shudder down his spine. “I could rip your throat out. I could kill you and leave the castle without anyone knowing. You failed in your task to get information. My mother placed me here five years ago just so I could gather intelligence, and your mistake might have cost me my position and life! Do you know how hard it is for a half-blood to get a position like this in the hive?”

Michale looked over the changeling and noted that she still had her fur, even if her torso was a bit slimmer. He ran his hand over her side and looked at her with confusion. “You aren’t a changeling?”

Nyla bared her teeth and him. The mare blushed and panted as well, which made him confused. Though he had no time to think about it when she slammed her hoof down beside his head. “I may have a stallion for a father instead of a proper breeder drone, but I am just as good at disguises.”

“Yet you chose Nyla as your name? That is hardly a pony name-”

“I was sixteen! I hardly knew that my name was that uncommon!” she growled.

“...Nyla is your real name?” Michael asked.

The mare above him stopped and flushed. “I was new to infiltration, ok? And I was not included in the extensive courses… And I was only chosen because my father lives here in Canterlot… But I have given our queen plenty of good intel!”

“Like what?”

“Like… Like guard rotations in the gardens and the schedule of Princess Luna! Those are good pieces of information!” she said.

“And any drone could have given them to the hive... Chrysalis sent you here because you were randomly picked to clean my room, didn’t she?” Michael deadpanned.

“Mom doesn’t know I came here actually… But now when I am here I can lay with you, human! I need to get information, and I think I can fuck it out of you! Mother showed me how to do it,” she grinned.

The human looked at the mare with a raised brow. He was frustrated from days of Luna’s punishments. He was pent up and needed a release. Most of all he was tired of the mares in the castle who treated him like a disobedient pet.

“No, I am going fuck you,” Michael said.

Nyla blinked at him. “What?”

The changeling half-breed gave of a shriek as Michael flipped her over. She looked up at him with a blush and watched as his hands traveled down to her flank. She bit her lip as he squeezed her behind and Nyla glared at him.

“Did you know I was in heat?” she muttered.

“I know that almost every other mare in the castle is in heat, the princesses included. Now I am tired of being underneath. I am tired of you mares using me like a dildo or boxing bag,” he growled.

Michael removed the maid outfit from the changeling half-blood and he sighed in satisfaction when her flank was fully revealed. Nyla bit her lip and pouted. Though she flushed when the human removed his own clothes.

“I heard from the female breeders that you were pretty big for some stinky ape, I don’t think they were right-”

She grew quiet when Michael threw away his trousers and pushed his hard member against her wet sex. The man above her squeezed her flanks and groaned in pleasure. Nyla whimpered, though it was not out of fear. The changeling half-blood pushed her wet sex against the human and moaned.

“Fuck the heat out of me and maybe I’ll tell mother you did a good job~” she panted.

Michael pulled back until the tip of his penis rested in her folds. As he pushed his cock into her wet and succulent flesh he saw how her insides glowed blue. He groaned and hilted his seven inches inside her, which made her cry out in pleasure. The guards outside the door must have heard them, but Michael did not care.

The human put one hand on Nyla’s hip and the other on her chest. He thrust into her sex with moans and groans, which solicited moans and whimpers from Nyla. Each time he thrust into her, her flank bounced and he gave it a good slap with a grin. It felt amazing to be on top, and even more so when he saw Nyla’s blissful face. The mare loved it. That only made him speed up which caused the changeling half-blood to give out cute squeaks and moans.

“I am going to breed you~” the human panted.

“Please! Please breed me!~” Nyla yelled and wrapped her hind legs around his waist.

Michael placed both his hand on her flank and squeezed it. He noted the sword and heart which made up her cutie mark and he slapped it. Her flank wiggled and she gave out a cute shriek as he did so.

“Are you a naughty mare?~ Does this heart mean you do naughty things?” he purred and thrust deep inside her.

Nyla bent her head back and moaned before she answered. “Yes!~ I am a naughty mare! I am good at naughty things!”

Michael groaned and pulled out of her. “Then turn over onto your stomach~”

Nyla did so and Michael had her beautiful round flank all for himself. He thrust inside her with a triumphant groan and slapped her flank. The half-changeling moaned and buried her face in the pillow.

Michael continued to thrust inside her and play with her flank. He slapped it, squeezed it, licked it, and rested his hands on it. Eventually, he flipped them over so Nyla was on top. The mare rode him as soon as she was on top, much to the enjoyment of them both. She moaned his name and rested her hooves on his abdomen. Michael squeezed her behind in return and thrust upwards into her juicy pussy.

Nyla flushed deeply and leaned back. “I am going to cum~”

Michael did not even respond. He only began to thrust faster. The wet slaps that sounded through the room were particularly lewd, more so than those made in a brothel or hotel room. Nyla’s eyes rolled back up into her head and she slammed herself down on his member a final time before she came. Nyla screamed in pleasure and her juices exploded around his cock. Michael grunted as she constricted around his member and he flipped them over.

“I am going to breed you! You can tell your queen all about how your child will be mine!” he growled and thrust inside her.

Michael felt the familiar tension in his abdomen and cock. He felt his balls pull tighter to his body and his breath grew ragged. He pushed inside her a final time and came. A dumb smile spread across his face as rope after rope of cum painted the half-breed’s insides. He groaned and pulled back before he slammed himself inside her again. He shot two more ropes of cum and made the mare moan his name.

The human pulled out of her and collapsed beside her when they were done. He looked at the changeling half-blood with a grin and she blushed. Nyla looked at her sweaty body and sighed.

“You made me filthy.”

Michael grinned. “You already were.”

It was at that moment someone cleared their throat by the door. Michael’s eyes shot up in a panic and he looked at the amused smile of Celestia. The regal mare had entered the room without a sound and closed the door behind her.

“I can come back later if you two want to enjoy each other some more,” she joked.

Michael was slack-jawed and he had no idea what to say. Nyla hid behind him and buried her face in his back.

“I guess I will have to keep both of you under house arrest. I would like to speak with my maid first, however,” Celestia said.

Nyla pressed herself tightly against the human. “Please don’t hurt me…”

“Oh, I won’t. I prefer to not use violence when I need information. I have much better ways to get it than brute force~” the goddess licked her lips and winked at the two of them.

Michael pulled the covers around his naked body and pushed Nyla forward. The changeling half-blood gulped and followed Celestia out the door. The princess turned around before she left. She smiled at Michael.

“If you find any more of these infiltrators then tell me. I will see what I can do about your upcoming sentence. And do not worry about your new friend, she’ll be returned to you in a few hours.”

The door closed and Michael laid down on the bed with a sigh of relief. He wondered if he should pray for Nyla’s safety, but he remembered Celestia’s words. If anything she was about to experience pleasures he could never give her. Michael rolled his thumbs and stared up into the ceiling.

“I wonder if I can fuck my way out of this.”

Author's Note

Hey you, yes you, I see you were horny and clicked on the story. I hope you had a good time

(Yes this is mostly senseless smut.)