Breaking Twilight

Part Two:
Twilight Breaking

The following days were much the same for Twilight. She was harassed and fed often, sometimes multiple times per day. Thankfully, the drones had not taken to brutalizing her as they had with Celestia and Luna, even if they appeared to be in a constant state of arousal.

Changelings would walk through her isolated little cave, cocks out and with large, swinging testicles dangling behind them. They were crude, vulgar displays, and to add to her humiliation, they barely affected her anymore. If anything, she had gotten used to them. The sight of thick changeling cock no longer surprised or disgusted her - it had become a new normal.

She didn’t really know how she should feel about that.

There was also a constant, lingering smell that hung in the air. Part of it was undoubtedly from the perpetually exposed sweating genitals of an entire changeling hive. Their heavy musk mixed with the rotting stench of stale shit and piss that coated her body and the ground around her, creating a potent odor that constantly burned her nostrils.

But the worst part was that she was getting used to the foul smell as well. It was still fairly unpleasant, but it was only a matter of time before she became fully noseblind to it.

The final development was perhaps the most disturbing of all, however. The last time that Chrysalis had been through here, Twilight found that the stench of her fresh poop made the stench more bearable. It sickened her that she preferred the pungent odor rather than the lingering aroma. However it was getting harder and harder to deny that fact as Chrysalis stepped into her little alcove.

A shudder rippled through her body as the faint stench of Chrysalis’ ass reached her nostrils. Even though the Queen had just entered the room, her heady aroma had already drifted towards Twilight’s nose. She breathed in deeply, trying to get a stronger sense of the smell, before she suddenly recoiled in shock.

Had she really just done that? Was she really craving the foul stench of changeling shit? What was happening to her?!

Twilight tried to reign herself in, but unfortunately, it seemed that Chrysalis had already noticed her slip. “Hm, enjoying yourself?” the Queen asked with a sly smile. “I told you that you’d come to love the role you were meant to play.”

The alicorn glared back at her. “I know you’re using some kind of magical influence on me,” she growled. “Even if it is working, it’s still against my will.”

To her surprise, Chrysalis chuckled at the retort. “Oh, Twilight. The naivety of you ponies is endlessly surprising.” She waved a hoof and pointed between them. “There is no magical influence on you whatsoever. I wouldn’t force you to break. I want it to be slow, gradual, and satisfying. Magically breaking you would be too easy.” She took a few steps forward. “You just won’t admit to yourself that you’re actually enjoying this.”

Twilight didn’t really know how to respond to that. The idea that she was slowly becoming like this of her own volition was such a foreign concept to her. She wasn’t actually becoming a depraved mare, was she? She didn’t actually like this, right?

“I can see the gears twisting in your head,” whispered Chrysalis as she leaned down next to Twilight’s ear. “You don’t want to believe it. But it is true.” Her tongue slithered out and faintly licked along the tufted ridge of the alicorn’s lavender ear, making it twitch in response. “Do you want me to prove it to you?”

Twilight wanted to say no. She wanted to yell in Chrysalis’ face and tell her that she would never turn - that she would never be like her. Piss and shit and being used like a common whorse did not and would never appeal to her. Twilight desperately wanted to deny all of these things. But a growing part of her was begging for her to say yes.

“I’ll take your silence as a yes,” the queen hissed with a sadistic grin and backed away. “I had a feeling this would happen soon, so I came prepared.”

Twilight knew what was coming as Chrysalis turned around and bared her filthy ass to the alicorn. This had gone down the same way several times before, and she had regretfully gotten used to it by now. But this time was a little bit different.

The Queen’s butthole was disgusting. Twilight had gotten used to the changelings’ lack of general hygiene back there, but this time the butt was even more messy than usual. A thick layer of brown, drying waste caked the puffy pucker, and streaks of shit radiated outwards, staining the black cheeks. The foul smell of stale scat grew ever stronger as Chrysalis magically pulled her ass open, forcing Twilight to see and smell all of her dirty ass.

“As you can see, I’ve worked hard to prepare this one for you,” Chrysalis said. “Dietary variety is very important after all.” She waved her tail and wafted more of the odorous stench into Twilight’s face. “Now, get licking.”

Chrysalis pushed her ass back against the purple pony’s face, pushing her muzzle deep into her crack. Twilight whimpered as her nose pressed right up against the wrinkled surface of the dirty pucker, and greasy shit smeared across the tip. The potent smell of shit flooded her senses, and she forced back the gag that rose in the back of her throat. But she didn’t dare try to pull away, and instead parted her lips and stuck out her tongue.

The alicorn gingerly ran her tongue across the surface of Chrysalis’ pucker, grading it through the crappy muck. The filth smeared across her tongue, coating it and letting the taste fester against her taste buds. The stale shit tasted bitter, not unlike the fresh changeling scat she had been forced to endure for days now. If anything, the sensation was duller than usual.

Her second lick was less hesitant, and Twilight pushed her oral organ against the anus firmly, scraping the dried shit off of the wrinkled star and smearing it into her own mouth. Each subsequent lick got more and more enthusiastic, and soon, Twilight was eagerly making out with the changeling’s anus.

Chrysalis pushed back against the muzzle between her cheeks, gently grinding against Twilight’s mouth. She flexed her pucker against the dutiful tongue, encouraging the alicorn to push deeper into her rectum. “Mmm, you’re quite good at this, Twilight Sparkle,” she murmured. “One might start to think that you’re enjoying cleaning my shitty ass.”

Twilight ignored the goading. To be honest, she was too absorbed in the ass in front of her to even hear them clearly. She simply continued to push into the anus, and licked and slurped and sucked on the puckered flesh as much as she could. Her tongue dug through the thick filth, gleefully sucking globs of shit off of the wrinkled flesh.

The tight hole started to flex rapidly against her tongue, signaling the oncoming release. Twilight gasped as the brown star opened up to let a rancid fart burst out right into her mouth. The explosion of gas was unexpected, but did nothing to deter the alicorn from her current goal. She sucked down the foul anal air as it spewed out, practically huffing the disgusting farts down as she continued to slobber over the pronounced pucker.

“You’re disgusting,” Chrysalis degraded, squeezing even more gas out of her colon, directly into the alicorn's face. “You’re laying there, eagerly sucking shit off of my ass and snorting down my rancid farts. Some princess you are.” A particularly loud and wet fart ripped out, and its ripe stench singed Twilight’s nostrils as she breathed it in.

When there was no more grime on the wrinkled hole, Twilight spiraled her tongue outwards as she began to clean the inner cheeks of the Queen’s ass as well. Her tongue scooped more and more filth off of the smooth, dark flesh, infusing her senses with the foul taste and scent of Chrysalis’ waste.

A loud, long moan rose out of Chrysalis’ throat as her entire backside was orally cleaned by the former princess. The teasing trails of the pony’s tongue on her ass sent ripples of pleasure through her, and she fed heavily off of the massive amounts of lust simply oozing out of the mare.

But all good things had to come to an end, and soon, her butt was clean enough to eat off of. (Not that it being absolutely filthy would stop Twilight Sparkle at this point.) The Queen pulled away, standing up and turning around. She looked down upon the pony below her in satisfaction, noting the deep brown smears around her muzzle.

Twilight only realized what she had done as the delicious ass was pulled away from her. She fought back a gag as all of her senses suddenly revolted against her, and it was as if the disgusting, bitter taste had just settled in her mouth. Her breath tasted and smelled awful, having just been used as a personal asswipe for the changeling queen.

How had she even begun to think she was enjoying this?

“You’ve done an excellent job, pony,” Chrrysalis complimented with a sinister grin. “I’m glad to see you’re finally truly taking to your new role in my hive.” Twilight looked down in shame, still in disbelief that she had actually done that. “However, there is one more activity that you need to indulge in before you can fully call yourself a broodmare.”

Chrysalis stepped over Twilight, towering above her restrained form. The alicorn flinched back as she continued to step forward, until she was practically standing on top of the purple pony, with her thin legs spread wide around her cowering form.

Twilight’s attention was pulled away as the hard chitin near her hind legs suddenly shifted, pulling back as an appendage slowly slipped out from the newly formed gap. It was dark black, just like the rest of her body. However, as it slowly pulsed and got harder and harder, the tip began to shift into a dull green neon glow. It extended further and further until it was nearly the length of Chrysalis’ entire undercarriage, and it was almost touching the tip of Twilight’s muzzle.

The alicorn gulped as she realized the appendage was the same shape as a horsecock. The only distinctions being its far longer length and the oddly shaped flared head. It flexed in time with its pulsing bioluminescence, hovering above her with an imposing authority.

“Well, little pony, what do you think?” came Chrysalis’ voice from somewhere above her. “Think you can handle it?”

“W-what are you going to do with it?” Twilight asked weakly. But deep down, she already knew the answer. Chrysalis simply stepped even closer, nearly poking her in the face with it. “P-please don’t put your p-penis in me…” whimpered the alicorn. She had sworn not to give the changelings any more satisfaction in her suffering, but this was quickly pushing it.

Chrysalis laughed at her. “Penis? What penis?” she almost cackled. “Don’t worry, Twilight Sparkle, I can’t put something inside of you that I don’t have.”

Twilight was practically cross-eyed as she stared at the massive dick bobbing in front of her, so she really didn’t know what Chrysalis meant. She could see the damn thing! Was this some sort of new psychological torture method? Telling her prisoner that they were imagining what was actually happening?

“It’s an ovipositor,” Chrysalis explained, flexing the large organ in front of her. “Not a penis. It can provide equal amounts of pleasure, however. Maybe even greater.” Twilight could practically hear the vile grin on the Queen’s face as she explained. “And you’re going to become quite acquainted with it.”

Chrysalis thrusted forward, pressing the phallic organ into Twilight’s muzzle. A glob of pre (or whatever it was that an ovipositor secreted) smeared across her lips, streaking down her cheek. The alicorn grimaced as she saw that the viscous fluid was glowing a sickly green color. She really didn’t want to know what it could possibly be.

“Lick it,” Chrysalis commanded as she thrusted forward again.

Deciding it wise to comply, Twilight hesitantly parted her lips and extended her tongue. The thick, syrupy fluid oozed out onto her tongue, and a salty-sweet flavor flooded into her mouth. The taste wasn’t nearly as bad as she expected it to be, and as a matter of fact, it was a welcome reprieve from the bitter shit that the alicorn had been forced to consume over the past days. She ran her tongue curiously over the ridged head of the ovipositor, trying to sample more of the interesting flavor.

The organ flexed against her tongue, and Chrysalis let out a pleasant sigh. “That’s it. Lick all that delicious lube up,” she said and pressed forward even further. The flared tip pressed against the pony’s lips, and her tongue swirled around the tip before her lips parted and she let the stiff rod slide into her mouth.

Twilight moaned around the thick shaft, and did her best to run her tongue around all of the ridges and pulsing veins. The texture of the flesh was addictive, and Twilight wanted to feel all of it, everywhere, all at once. She moaned as the heat of the stiff phallus seemed to spread outwards from her mouth and warm her entire body.

Slowly, Chrysalis began to thrust into her maw, and the queen built up her movements into a steady rhythm. Twilight opened up her mouth and throat as much as she could, letting the changeling queen fuck her mouth freely. The alicorn’s mind slowly began to fade into a submissive bliss, and all that she could focus on was the ovipositor as it plunged deeper and deeper into her throat.

In her mind, it was simply a massive, juicy horsecock that was sliding in and out of her throat. Twilight was perfectly content to just lie there and let herself be fucked away into oblivion. The taste, the sensation, all of it built up into a wonderful combination of sexual bliss. It was only an added bonus that the wonderful stiff rod of stallion meat was attached to Chrysalis’ undeniably beautiful and attractive form.

The stiff rod in her mouth suddenly flexed, and the action caught Twilight off guard. She barely had time to react before her mouth was suddenly flooded with a warm, sticky substance. It was slightly sweet, slightly salty, and overwhelmingly thick, but overall not that unpleasant. The alicorn’s eyes slipped back shut, and she began to suckle on the tip of the phallic organ, coaxing more and more of the warm fluid out of the member.

She acted purely on instinct, like a foal sucking from a mother mare’s teat. The only thoughts in Twilight’s mind were how to get more and more of the precious, life-giving nectar. Her mind slipped into a lust-filled haze, and the pseudo-cock pulsed in her mouth and delivered to her what she so desperately craved. And Twilight was in her own personal heaven.

But as Chrysalis’ cumming came to an end, and the thick meat was pulled out of her mouth, the alicorn crashed back down to reality.

Wait, what?

Twilight’s eyes bugged out as her brain caught up with her own thoughts. Was she seriously enjoying this? She couldn’t possibly be...

Chrysalis stepped off of her, backing away as her ovipositor slowly softened and retracted back inside of her abdomen. “An excellent first start, Twilight Sparkle,” the Queen hummed as she licked her lips sultrily. “Now, it’s time for the real fun to begin.”

Twilight had been so caught up in her own thoughts that she had not noticed the large ring of changeling drones that had slowly gathered around her. She looked around at the group, anticipation and fear coursing through her body as she wondered what they were going to do to her. Given the previous few day’s worth of “activities,” she did not have to take too many guesses.

The group of changelings closed in around her and turned around. They lifted their thin, translucent tails, baring their backsides to Twilight. The alicorn looked on in apprehension as she took in each of their low-hanging delicates and smeared anuses. This was really about to happen. Why wasn’t she more disgusted?

A sputtering fart signaled the beginning of the shitstorm to come. In turn, each of the dark black buttholes began to flex, farting out foul-smelling flatulence that descended upon Twilight like a thick cloud. Their disgusting, rotten scent began to build up, filling the room with more and more of the potent odor that the pony seemed to be getting more and more desperate for.

Twilight took in a deep breath, inhaling the anal air and letting it mingle in her brain, mentally preparing her for what was to come. She still didn’t feel the normal revulsion she should have felt, and had she not currently been getting high off of huffing changeling farts, she might have been more concerned about that fact.

Finally, with a drawn-out wet fart, the first of many changeling’s sphincters opened up and began to push out a thick log of shit on top of her. The warm turd slid out quickly, falling down on top of her belly with a dull, wet thud.

An unwanted moan slipped between Twilight’s lips as the vile warmth landed on her coat. Her eyes widened and she went rigid in a mixture of disgust and horror at her pleasure. “No no no no no…” she whispered. “This isn’t happening. I don’t like this!”

But the warm shit piling on top of her was quickly breaking her resolve. The feeling was too pleasing, too intriguing for her to continue begging for it to end.

Twilight splayed out her body even more, as much as she could, and let the poop fall down upon her. The warm logs piled up on top of her, smearing into her coat and slowly burning her with filth. The stink of shit began to fully fill the room at that point, permeating and dominating over everything else. Twilight greedily breathed it in and revelled in its potent stench.

Was she really enjoying this? Enjoying being used as a communal toilet for an entire hive of changelings? Was this really what her existence had boiled down to?

She had no time to keep thinking about it, however. The changeling standing by her head let out a rancid fart by her face and a torrent of fetid diarrhea suddenly sprayed out of the quivering pucker and plopped right onto her face.

The wet and sludgy slop soaked into Twilight’s face like mud, and it was only a matter of time before it managed to get into her mouth. The taste was absolutely disgusting. A horrendous, bitter flavor with undertones of both spicy and sweetness tingled her tongue, and much to her own chagrin, Twilight opened her mouth as another deluge of semi-solid crap squeezed out right into her open maw.

Twilight’s back arched in grotesque pleasure as the vile grime filled her mouth. The slick and heavy diarrhea quickly overflowed, running out over her cheeks and plopping to the stone floor of the cave. A deep, wet fart exploded out, spraying fecal sludge across the alicorn’s face, before it squatted down to bring its anus right up to her lips.

She swallowed the semi-solid shit as quickly as she could, gagging as the bitter waste hit the back of her throat. But she managed to get it all down after a few mouthfuls, and stuck out her tongue. The pronounced pucker flexed against her oral organ as the alicorn began to drag it across the wrinkled flesh, and dutifully cleaned the hole of its speckled filth.

All the while, more and more changeling crap was pushed out onto her body from counteless drones. Logs and droppings of various texture and consistency piled on top of her once lavender hair, now smeared and stoned a deep brown.

Twilight reached down and pushed her hoof through the warm piles of shit on her body. Her hoof smeared the waste even deeper into her fur, breaking the mush apart and creating a thick paste to cover her coat with.

She shoved her tongue deep into the ass on her face, orally cleaning out the drone’s rectum and sucking fecal residue from its colon. Her mind buzzed with gross pleasure as the taste, smell, and feeling overwhelmed her brain. Twilight was teetering over the edge, and she did not want to come back.

Two sharp pin pricks of pain began to blossom in Twilight’s mouth. She pulled out of the messy butthole, feeling at her teeth with her tongue. The small fragment of her mind that was still connected to reality watched on in abject horror as both of her canine teeth fell out of her gaping mouth and tumbled to the floor and two, long fangs began to push forward out of the empty gaps left behind.

She sat there in the pile of filth, watching as more and more fell down on top of her. It just kept coming, each drone being replaced by another as their asses were emptied out on her chest, stomach, teats, pussy, legs, face… the muck encased her like a disgusting cocoon, priming her for the transformation that had only just started.