Bound plodded along the bank of the Everfree River, scaring away any prey and even predators with his loud pawsteps, leaving behind small indents in the terra. He listened as the river flowed beside him, mixed the songs of the birds nesting on branches too tall for any predator smaller than a Hydra, including him.

Surprisingly, about ten feet in front of him, a wolf stepped out, not even acknowledging his presence as they approached the river and leaned down to drink from it.

Normally, he would keep moving, as the wolves and timberwolves of the Everfree had learned to leave him alone. But he stopped, sensing something… weird with the wolf. With that in mind, he began silently stalking towards her, which is something he looks like he shouldn’t be able to do, and snuck up beside the wolf. With a few quiet sniffs, it was confirmed– the wolf was a Changeling, and a female one at that. It is strange for a Changeling to be traveling the Everfree alone, regardless of any disguise, so with raising suspicions, he deduced that she was some sort of exile, which presented him with the perfect opportunity.

His collar activated with the barest of hums as he silently moved over top of her, shrouding her completely in shadow, and before she could react, he slammed his left paw down onto her withers while his right foreleg simultaneously hooked under her flank, in front of her thighs. Her chest was smashed into the ground, driving a yelp from her throat as her disguise shattered into a million shards that disappeared into thin air, while her behind was lifted from the ground and held against the bottom of his behind, just in front of his crotch. To his surprise, instead of her turning into a normal Changeling, she was a much lankier Changeling just about his size. She immediately tried to cast some spell with her horn, but the energy on his collar pulsed for a moment, and her horn fizzed and sparked uselessly.

“Unhoof me, foul beast!” She demanded, attempting a futile struggle against his hold as she hurled insults and demands at him. Soon, he silenced her with a loud and deep bark.

“What is your name?” Bound asked slowly.

“I am Chrysalis, Queen of the Changelings! Thou would do well to heed my commands, mutt!” She yelled.

“Queen?” He mused, lowering his voice to a low growl as he spoke directly into her ear. “Then maybe once I make you my broodmare, I will force you to command all your subjects to submit to me,” He told her. “Then I could have a whole civilization of broodmares and breeders.”

“We would never submit to the likes of thee, heathen!” She screamed, her struggles increasing in intensity.

“Probably not," he agreed. “Nor could I command that many Changelings. How about instead, you become my broodmare for life, but continue leading your subjects?”

“Over my dead body!" She retorted.

“That can be arranged," he growled, making her emit a loud gasp and her eyes shrink to pinpricks as the tip of his ramrod red rocket spread her small and long untouched lips and slightly pressed into the green colored inside of her vagina.

“You animal!” She screeched, her struggles doubling. “Thy will not defile my royal insides with that filthy little cock of thine!”

“That filthy little cock of mine will defile your insides over and over and over...” He spoke quietly, his dick slowly stretching her tight little cunt as it slid in. “It will stretch it again, and again, and again…” His shaft’s advance stopped as his knot touched her lips, while his tip simultaneously kissed the entrance to her womb, feeling the bulge of his cock snake under his foreleg.

“And fill it!" He shoved his knot into her, making her screech in pain as his tip forced itself into her womb. “Over, and over, and over again…" He then yanked it out with a pop, while making sure to keep the entirety of his penis past the knot inside her. “Until we can create a whole new hive with our bastard hybrid puppies.”

“I… Then how shall thee care for my current brood?!" She yelled, having finally ceased her fruitless struggling. “The youngest be too young to even walk, let alone feed thine selves!"

“Well, as long as you follow my commands to the letter, you will be perfectly able to rule your hive,” he informed her.

“But my brood looks up to me. I am thine role model,” Chrysalis told him in a much more conversational tone. “To be outed as the broodmare of a canine would devastate thine fragile little hearts.”

He was silent for a moment.

“If… If you are a good mare that follows orders, there will be no fair reason for me to do so,” Bound told her softly.

“Thou… Thou would do that?” She asked gently. “For a mare who’s done nothing but sling harsh words at thee?”

“Absolutely,” he told her, the glow on his collar slowly dissipating.

“Then how shalt this union work?” She asked.

“Well, you are pretty much entirely free to live your life as you please,” he started. “I, however, will hold the right to perform coitus with you whenever I please.”

“As I suspected. Anything else?” She asked, crossing her forelegs under her chin.

“Well, um… I will be allowed to sleep in your quarters if I please, on a separate bed of course, become King alongside you so that I have input on laws, be introduced to your subjects as your pet–”

“Be introduced as my pet?” She parroted. “How would that work if thou are to rule alongside me?”

“Royal pet, I guess?” He shrugged. “We’ll figure it out. Oh! And also, I want to create a sort of pack that accompanies me while I visit the hive, consisting of, let’s say, four hoof-picked males and two females to kinda be like what you are, broodmares and breeders.”

“That… should be fine,” she hesitantly agreed. “As long as thou does not force unwilling drones to whore themselves out to you."

“I swear, I would never do such a thing,” he stated. “Now, onto business.”

She yelped in surprise as he quickly pulled out and thrusted back in, and emitted a long moan as he gave a few more slow thrusts, before he began to accelerate quickly to a rapid pace, one that forced a loud moan from her every few thrusts.

“You’re pretty loud,” He commented, looking down at her pleasured face.

“I am –uh!– not used to –ah!– such a rapid –gah!– pace!” She managed to say.

“Better get used to it then, honey,” Bound told her.

“C-Can thou –guh!– PLEASE –nyah!– slow down?!” She asked, emphasizing her words with a whimper.

“Fine," he agreed, and slowed to a steady rutting pace, listening to Chrysalis sigh in relief.

“Oh yes…" She moaned, her face visibly relaxing and drooping as her eyes closed. “If thou can go at this pace every time, I would be thoroughly ecstatic to bear thy puppies."

“Does the Queen not receive constant action?" he asked.

“It is fairly difficult to find a willing subject when thy all view me as thine own mother,” she answered, the pitch of her voice shifting with each thrust. “I may be a single mother to thousands of children, but I still deserve a break now and then!”

“For sure,” he replied.

“Even if I only were but a ruler, I should still have the right to a break!” she continued. “Especially to indulge in sexual activities! Pulling a drone aside to bestow upon him a momentary blissful state via blowie is simply not enough.”

“Sounds like a fun time," he commented, making her scoff.

“‘Twould be, if thy were not so wracked with fear of upsetting me that I feel as if I'm blowing a dead body,” she replied. “At this point, it would be perfectly acceptable if one were to approach me and suddenly begin to fuck my face or even my anus as hard as thine little bodies could. Tartarus, I would not even care if they rutted me while I slept! I just want them to buck up and realize that laying a hoof on my mane while receiving a blowie will not incur the wrath of the sun and moon combined!” With that, her rant was finally over, her wings flared and fangs bared as the last of her unbridled frustration was released.

“Perhaps we could teach them to do so then," he offered. “Teach them that if they ever felt less efficient due to building sexual desires, they could come to you for help."

“But then they would lose sight of me as their mother, but instead look upon me as a dirty whore who exists only to pleasure,” she countered.

“Nonsense,” he told her, moving the hoof holding her down and planting it beside her as he once again sped up by a bit. “I believe they would look at you as the most caring mother in the world.”

“Thou really think so?” she asked softly.

“Positively,” he confirmed.

“Then I am looking forward to–” She interrupted herself with a gasp, her eyes flying open as he suddenly began to pull out almost entirely only to slam it all back into her, sliding her back and forth on the ground as his knot loudly plapped against her sopping wet pussy lips, but before she could speak, he barked and shoved his knot into her, making tears form in the corner of her eyes as she moaned loudly in pleasure, eyes rolling back into her head and long snake-like tongue lolling out and resting on the grass as his thick and throbbing shaft began depositing loads upon loads of seed into her, his balls hiking up and down in tandem with miniscule thrusts as ropes of warm and thick spunk filled her womb quickly and caused it to balloon out a fair bit, containing most of his sperm as the last few spurts leaked out around his cock.

“FFuuuck…” she moaned, her body wracked with bliss and ecstasy as the was in the throes of her third orgasm. “How…can such a-average sized testi… testicles hold so much… unf, hold so m-much goodness?” She wondered aloud, her eyes slowly returning to normal, albeit with slightly blurred vision, as he panted heavily above her, allowing the occasional drop of saliva to drip into her mane.

“Magic,” he stated, then proceeded to snort a couple times, before placing his paw back onto her withers, pressing her hard into the ground for a moment as he yanked his knot out with a pop, causing her to yelp in momentary pain before collapsing to the ground in a sweaty mess as his seed began to leak out, a single glob managing to drip down into the grass before he stepped back and his collar began to glow once again, it's golden aura surrounding Chrysalis for a few moments as he lifted her to rest comfortably on his back. “Now lead me to your Changelings."

Author's Note

Man I wasn't expecting requests do quick

requested by PuzzleMaster98, proofread by Bronycommander

You can request me to write something, although i'll probably only write it if it has topics related to what i've written in the past, and if it's more than a simple topic, like 'Bound fucks (insert OC name here)', you'd have to contact me on Discord so we can hash out the details (\o/#5964)