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Silver Lance felt stiff and sore as she finally came around. Her entire body ached something terrible. Flat on her stomach, her face was pressed into a cold, stone floor. The room around her was dark, utterly black. She didn’t remember how she got where she was, or what had happened to her parter, Daisy Cutter. The rookie was nowhere in sight. Her armor was gone too, seemingly stripped from her body, leaving her with only her fur to keep back the cold.
As she tried to roll over, however, she discovered that her arms and legs were tied behind her back. Her legs were tied at the ankles by a strange, green substance. It was sticky and felt like rubber. Her arms were bound at the wrists by the same stuff. Panic began to set in as she struggled against the binding that held her. The more she pulled, the tighter it restricted what little movement she could manage.
“Wha… What’s this? Is anyone there?”
A snickering in the dark answered her question, and Lance froze as she realized that she was not alone. Bone chilling laughter echoed throughout the room. It came from every direction, bouncing off of the floor and walls. Then, there was the sound of feet on stone all around her. She could only catch glimpses of them from the floor, her captors. They were changelings, phasing in and out of the shadows as they circled around her. All she could really see where their big, pale eyes peering at her and their grins full of jagged fangs.
The mare gasped as two pairs of hands grabbed each of her legs. Then, a sharp object cut through the binding holding her ankles together, and the unseen hands pulled her legs apart. The weight of numerous hands came down on her, pinning her to the floor as her legs opened wide, exposing her slit to the chilling air.
Lance’s eyes widened as it dawned on her just what the changeling drones wanted. They swarmed around her, too many to count in the dark. “Wh-What? No… Wait, I-“
It was too late for words, not that they’d do her good anyway. A pair of particularly brave hands began fondling her bare flanks, groping her flesh and spreading her cheeks apart. Lance let out a sharp gasp as the hands moved in closer, brushing against her slit and causing tingles to fire up her spine. The changeling’s fingers rubbed up and down the damp folds of her vagina, teasing the guard without actually penetrating her.
“Yo-You monsters…” Lance shook violently as she was touched. With every second that passed, her breathing grew huskier. The teasing didn’t last, however, as the unseen fingers retreated from her private place.
Then, an anonymous figure mounted her from behind. She could only wait as it pushed what she assumed was its cock between her flanks. Then, the changeling pulled back slightly until the tip probed the entrance to her slit, pushing into her moistened folds.
“No!” Lance squirmed, shifting her rear from side to side to avoid the inevitable.
The weight of so many changelings holding her down was too great, however. The figure mounting her was done waiting, and he plunged his cock into her womb. The guard’s mouth dropped in a silent disbelief, her lower lip quivering as her body struggled to accept the length and girth of the changeling.
He began shifting his hips, moving back and forth into her at a steady pace. Lance’s breathing deepened until she was gasping at the same rate as his thrusts.
“Oh, Celestia…” Her eyes rolled back. All she could see where the pale looks of changelings looking back at her through the dark. Each eyed her with intrigue, each waiting their turn.
She felt the changeling’s arms press into her back, gripping onto her already restrained wrists as he pushed harder into her womb. He seemed to be moving faster than before, ramming into her at an alarming speed. If Lance knew better, she would have guessed he was close. She couldn’t worry about that, however, due to her own impending orgasm.
Moments later, the changeling snarled as he achieved his climax, releasing his cum inside of her. His cock remained deep inside, buried within her womb as he pumped her full of his seed. Once he was finished, he withdrew himself from her vagina, leaving her dripping wet, full, and without an orgasm herself.
Lance felt hot and dizzy, having never had such intense sex so quickly. The sensation of changeling semen in her belly left her worried, yet she was also frustrated at not getting to climax herself. “You beasts… You’ll pay for- Ah!”
A second changeling mounted her, wasting no time and immediately forcing his cock into her already soaked slit. Then, he began to fuck her like the previous changeling, ramming himself into her with speed and ferocity. In response, Lance moaned aloud, her cries of pleasure echoing throughout the dark room.
The changeling thrusting into her seemed to move faster in response to her gasps and groans. Her teeth were bared due to the intensity of the vaginal punishment, and tears tricked from her eyes, in addition to saliva leaking from the corners of her mouth.
Lance was caught off guard, however, when a third changeling knelt before her, his hardened shaft standing at attention and pointing directly at her face. She stared down the twitching shaft before looking up and meeting his pale eyes. He prodded her lips with his cock, looking for a way in. At first, she resisted, closing her mouth and turning away, but she was in no position of fight back. Eventually, the changeling held her head in place with both hands, and his cock pressed into her lips again.
The thought of a filthy changeling cock entering her mouth disgusted the elite guard, but she couldn’t resist him forever. Despite her futile protests, the seal on her lips weakened, and her mouth was forced to accept the engorged tip of his shaft. The tip was quickly followed by much of the shaft before she was physically unable to take anything else. With the changeling’s cock in her mouth and down her throat, she coughed and gagged, breathing heavily out of her nostrils to compensate.
Now, she had two changelings inside of her simultaneously. One hammered furiously at her box, punishing her flanks with his relentless thrusts. The other began pushing in and out of her mouth, forcing her to swallow his cock again and again.
Onlookers around her watched with amusement at her condition. Some even tried to touch parts of her body that weren’t currently being used for sex. A particularly explorative changeling wriggled his hands between her body and the floor to grope her breasts while another began rubbing his cock between her feet.
Lance couldn’t think. Her thoughts stopped due to sensory overload, and she could only formulate a single word in her mind: breed. That’s all she was to them, a tool. She was a plaything to be used for their own pleasure, nothing more.
The changeling on top was going harder than ever before, plowing into her and burying his cock deep inside. At last, she climaxed. Lance let out a scream muffled by the cock in her mouth as she experienced a powerful orgasm. The walls of her womb came crashing together, and the changeling mounting her reached his peak too. For the second time, a changeling pumped his semen into her love canal, filling her to the brim. His cream mixed with hers and he pumped into her still.
Shortly after that, the changeling in her mouth orgasmed as well, releasing his cum directly into her mouth and holding her head down as he did. The hot, thick substance filled her mouth completely and spilled out of the corners of her lips, trickling down her chin and neck. Because the changeling held her down on his cock, she was forced to swallow every drop not expelled. The taste intoxicated her. Lance didn’t want to enjoy it, but she did.
Her mind was in a haze, as though she was beginning to get drunk off of the semen filling her body. She couldn’t even count the changelings that surrounded her. All she knew was that her ordeal was far from over.
A female changeling knelt in front of her, and the wide grin on her face displayed rows of jagged teeth. Then, the changeling leaned forward and planted her lips on Lance’s, kissing her. The changeling’s long tongue slithered out of her mouth, through her lips, and into the guard’s. Unable to comprehend what was happening, only that she was deeply enjoying it, Lance happily made out with the changeling mare, swapping cum and saliva back and forth between their mouths as their tongues danced in concert. The kiss became sloppier as time passed, and a slippery mixture of bodily fluids leaked from their mouths, dripping down their chins and onto their breasts.
After several minutes of kissing, the changeling mare left her, disappearing into the shadows as quickly as she arrived. The sharp tool returned. It grazed her back, being wielded carefully so as to not cause any harm, and it cut the bindings holding her wrists together. Before Lance knew it, she was being hoisted into the air by two changelings while another appeared underneath her. His twitching cock pointed straight up at the space between her legs. It looked big, bigger than anything she’d seen before. She stared down at the object, and her mouth began to salivate. Never before had she been so disgusted by something she desired so badly, like a forbidden fruit.
The changelings holding the guard up lowered her onto the changeling beneath her, and his cock plunged inside. The stiffened shaft pushed her folds apart with ease and caused the inner walls of her womb to stretch in order to accommodate its size. Lance reared her head back and howled as the foreign object filled her, not out of pain or discomfort, but sheer pleasure.
Then, a new changeling, clearly eager for his turn, stepped in front of her. She stared down the barrel of his cock, which was now only a breath away from her lips. The tip poked her cheek, and with little reluctance, she opened her mouth and swallowed it whole. The taste and smell of the changeling’s cock caused her to hum wishfully. Lance didn’t even mind when he placed a hand behind her head and gripped onto her horn with the other, using it as a means to force her deeper onto the phallic rod.
While she choked on the slippery cock pressing down her throat, the changeling beneath her thrusted upwards vigorously. With every time their hips connected, a loud ‘smack’ echoed through the cave. Lance could feel every vein and every ridge along the gargantuan shaft. It stretched her womb, and the shape even pressed through her stomach. Tears streamed from the corners of her eyes as her senses overloaded, but the changeling drones were only just getting started.
A third changeling knelt behind her. His arms wrapped around her waist and grabbed onto her bouncing breasts. Lance moaned aloud, though her pleasured noises were muffled by the cock in her mouth. The guard had never let her breasts be teased so aggressively before, and she loved it. His fingers squeezed her flesh and pulled at her hardened nipples, pinching and twisting them in whatever way he saw fit, but that was only the start. While he groped her, the changeling had another target in mind. His cock pressed against her flanks, poking against her ass.
Lance’s eyes widened, but she realized his intentions too late, not that she could do much about it anyway. “Mmmm! Mmmmmmm!”
The changeling forced his cock inside, piercing her flanks and penetrating her ass. Without even waiting for her to adjust to the sudden entry, he began moving in and out of her.
The guard didn’t know how much more she could take, only that the changelings had yet more to give. The impatient ones had begun to close in on her, despite her being occupied by three hardened cocks already. Two approached her from both sides and offered their members to her. Reluctantly, Lance took their cocks in her hands and began to stroke them to the best of her abilities. Given the rapid deterioration of her mental state, that was harder than it normally would have been.
The changelings must not have minded, however. Shortly after she began stroking their cocks, the one to her right reached an orgasm, spraying the side of her face in thick spurts of cum. The creamy substance trickled down her cheek, dripping from her chin onto her bouncing breasts. Then, another took his place and promptly offered up his member for her to hold.
Being screwed anally was a new experience for Lance, but she’d be a liar if she ever said she didn’t enjoy it. While his cock penetrated her ass repeatedly, his hips smacking her flanks with every thrust, the changeling squeezed and groped her breasts. He juggled them on his hands and touched her in all the right ways that made her swoon. Then, he bit down on the back of her neck. Not hard enough to hurt, but enough to surprise the guard as he finally finished inside her ass, pumping her hole full of his hot cream.
When the changeling’s hands released her breasts, Lance almost missed them. She didn’t want him to stop, not when she was so close. She was unbelievably close, dancing along the line of bliss and ecstasy. Her moans and cries would have deafened the room had it not been for the cock thrusting in and out of her throat, causing her to gag and cough saliva out of the corners of her mouth. The guard’s head felt light and dizzy. She could feel her womb churning as an orgasm approached.
It hit her like a train, washing over her whole body and causing her to grip tightly onto the changeling cocks in her hands for support. As she let out a muffled scream, the changeling drone using her mouth grabbed her horn and forced her down on his tool before releasing his pent up cum as well.
As a second orgasm hit Lance, the inner walls of her womb came crashing together, squeezing the colossal cock inside of her. The changeling groaned, and he too lost his grip, thrusting his member in as deep as their bodies would allow before releasing his semen.
A third orgasm overcame the guard, more powerful than the last, and her body shook violently. Drained of energy and unable to move, she collapsed onto her side, her chest rising and falling with every heavy breath she took. “Oh… Celestia…” Her vision began to darken, and the last faces she saw before passing out were those of many changelings, all peering down at her. “Have… you… all… had… your… fun?”
Then, she was out like a light.
***Up Next: Kneel Before the Crown***
