Chrysalis Makes Rarity Her Broodmare
Rarity struggled to focus, her eyes swimming into focus. She had traveled further than usual in her hunt for gems...and stumbled on a changeling hive. A shrill scream barely escaped her lips before a dark shadow had beset her and knocked her out.
Chattering filled her ears which twitched, and her nostrils flared at the alien scents that drifted in the air. The walls pulsated, covered in sticky, emerald cocoons, and she realized one kept her suspended too, silky webbing keeping her arms bound behind her as she hung from the rocky ceiling. She swayed completely naked, her pendulous, pale breasts left to swing.
Cool air tickled her rock hard pink nipples. A messy mane curtained her face, mascara running as she quietly wept and whimpered. Her feet kicked uselessly, and she tried to spark her horn, only to realize it too was encased in goo to nullify it.
Her breath caught at the skitter of feet. She was approached by Queen Chrysalis herself, who grinned maliciously, she too completely naked, her voluptuous figure even dwarfing Rarity's own ample assets. “Welcome to your new home.”
“R-release me! When the princesses learn of this-”
“It will already be far too late,” cooed Chrysalis who cupped her cheek. “I only have to break one Element of Harmony, after all.” Before her slave could question her further, she slid a hand down her breastbone, and settled on a supple tit.
A whine escaped the mare, as the insect concentrated to partially shift her form. She buzzed up behind her, and a cry escaped Rarity as something massive landed with a wet smack between her ass cheeks. “You...you wouldn't-!”
“Don't worry, dear. We've only started,” assured Chrysalis as she rubbed her shafts over her holes, prodded at them. Gradually she pressed against her entrances, spread them wide open, felt the warmth and wetness envelope her vein-lined shafts.
Rarity's hiss transitioned to an unwanted moan as she was filled to the brim, her stretched pussy and asshole conformed to suit the shape of her invaders. She bit her lower lip and writhed, as her mistress allowed her a moment to adjust.
“Do you like that? I think you do,” she whispered hotly in Rarity's ear and landed a hard smack on her ass which echoed. The red marked flesh wobbled, as Chrysalis began to partially withdraw, only to slam back into her with a groan.
While she fucked her prey, the strands lowered Rarity to the ground, who settled onto all fours as she was taken doggystyle. Pendulous breasts and buttocks smacked under each thrust, her ass and tits kneaded as she was claimed.
Lubrication dripped down Rarity's inner thighs and her cunt squished and spattered its nectar over its slicked up infiltrators. Rarity's pale face burned bright, and a similar blush colored her pale tits and buttocks. She whined and panted, clamped around her rapist despite herself, as her moist, puffy pussy milked the tool that slammed against her cervix for its virile seed.
More brutish spanks audibly landed on Rarity's ass as Chrysalis seized her mane and yanked it. Her head was partly to face her as she stole another kiss, drove her elongated tongue into her mouth and wrestled with it, to bring her into complete submission.
Chrysalis happily buzzed her wings as she made Rarity her absolute bitch. She wiggled her shapely hips, her ass jiggled as did Rarity's as she hammered away at her until, with a particularly brutish skewer, she forced her cervix open and sunk into her womb. The slippery walls were battered, grunts and hisses rising as she groped and impaled her servile prey.
Throwing back her head with a drawn out moan, Chrysalis felt her lower half churn. In this halfway state she would climax multiple times, and the first caused her to dump her entire payload of eggs directly into Rarity's feminine core. The spheres pulsed up the lower shaft, fired one-by-one into her uterus, which expanded as more-and-more orbs rocketed into it.
Within moments Rarity's belly swelled out like it was heavily impregnated. Rarity clamped down and squirted over her rapist's crotch, thoroughly soaked it, tears dripping down her face and making her mascara bleed even as her face twisted in bliss.
“You liked that, didn't you, bitch?” Chrysalis wheezed, as she felt another rush in her loins. “Here comes the real show!”
She screamed and came harder than before, rode out multiple climaxes as her cocks throbbed and started to fire. Repeated blasts shot into her, dense ropes of cum that painted her bowels and womb walls, hosed them down in sticky, slimy sprays, drowned her own eggs that had mixed with Rarity's, an ocean of her spunk sloshing as it further swelled Rarity's stomach.
Rarity's face contorted harder in stupefied euphoria. “P-please...oh,” she whined and cried harder, even as her dopey smile threatened to split her burning snout. Not only would the virile sperm make her more fertile, but it served as an aphrodisiac, too.
Her senses multiplied and her brain blanked. There was nothing but the moment, as ecstasy overwhelmed her entirety.
She tried to hold onto her memories. Her friends. Her family. Her love of fashion. Her work. But each time another orgasm struck her, her resistance further crumbled, reduced to nothing more than a broodmare as she squirted messily.
Any protest turned to gurgles, drool escaping the side of Rarity's lip as her eyes glazed over. This was her life now. Nothing but a receptacle to receive her queen's eggs and seed, to gestate them to fruition and be given unimaginable pleasure in return.
“M-my queen,” murmured Rarity who continually squeezed around the cocks that overstuffed her well-used holes.
“Finally broke you, my pet.” Chrysalis tittered and stroked her mane, cocks still locked in her tight orifices. She patted her spank-marked ass a couple times, withdrew with a pop, and splooge oozed from her gaping, pink fuckholes. Eggs continued to swim in Rarity's uterus, which sloshed with the beginnings of new life, the inseminated spheres waiting to be birthed out.
The queen patted her twin cocks on her broodmare's ass, strolled around to her face, and grinned as she slapped her across the cheeks with the shafts. They were dragged over the skin, smeared her semen over her skin. “How's that for a facial?”
“Th-thank you mistress,” murmured Rarity who panted like a bitch in heat. She mewled as the meat slapped between her eyes, rested on her snout, where it radiated heat, still half-erect as it dripped and oozed down her nuzzle.
Rarity's bloated belly sloshed as it and her breasts hung to the ground, only to be rolled over by Chrysalis' foot onto her back. Her thighs fell open, her tits heaved, and more spunk oozed out her inflamed slit, along her pink asshole and puddled below.
“Squeeze,” murmured Chrysalis who patted her tummy. “Better be quick, before they hatch and try to eat their way out!”
As if in answer cracks sounded and echoed out Rarity's messed up cunt. Her reddened face strained as she wheezed, heaved her tits, and pushed with her vaginal muscles. An egg peaked from her pussy lips, popped out in a mess of mixed cum and female lubricant, and Rarity desperately bore down, as more slimy spheres were spat out with lewd plops.
More eggs were pumped out amidst their shared discharge, some of them lined in cracks. Alien sounds arose as some of them started to hatch, a number inside her womb, a cluster of grubs slathered in twat honey birthed out her gaping, sticky fuck canal.
“Good girl,” cooed Chrysalis who pressed down on the woman's belly and helped push them out. A mess of eggs, grubs, semen, and lubrication audibly spurted out, tears running down Rarity's cheeks, her alabaster skin in a sheen of perspiration.
Rarity's eyes stared down her bare, heaving tits, over her rounded midsection, at the mess she had made before her. Her snout beamed with pride at her work, certain that she had pleased her queen as she had helped birth a new hive.
As the last of what filled her was squeezed out, a certain melancholy beset Rarity who suddenly felt empty. Her brain had been rewired into a broodmare state, buried with emptiness until her queen saw fit to pump her back full of eggs, to fulfill her biological purpose, the sole reason she existed for now. Luckily her mistress was kind enough to present her cocks to her face.
She sat up and angled herself so that her tits were squeezed together by her arms and encircled one piece of meat, while her lips wrapped around the other, and she hungrily bobbed her head up and down. Chrysalis cast back her head and moaned in appreciation, rested a hand on her skull, and semen dripped from Rarity's lips to splash upon her ample, naked tits.
Working to clean her queen's dicks, she all but gagged herself on them, sunk herself to the hilt as the tool impaled her throat.
“Yes, that's the kind of slave I wish to see!” She bucked her face against the broken mare. Enjoyed the warmth and tightness of her throat, the way her tongue circled around her meat, the saliva that drenched the veins down her tool and dribbled along Rarity's chin and fell onto her pale breasts. Her fists tightened into Rarity's messed up mane that hung around her.
Chrysalis squeezed her soft, supple buttocks while she pumped away. Forced the mare to inhale her scent, nostrils flared and her inner thighs soaked with renewed need. Finally the changeling gasped and felt her heated loins expand.
Buried to the hilt, her shaft's tip flared out to wedge her in place. A voluminous load rushed out from her cocks while they pulsed, almost made Rarity choke and vomit on the cascade of cum that exploded out her nostrils as her cheeks swelled.
She laughed and withdrew as her dicks repeatedly painted the stricken mare all over. Glaze sluiced down her contours.
Satisfied, Chrysalis licked her lips and tapped her cocks on her prize, the cum that beaded the tips smeared on her. A reminder she was her possession. Her prize. Conquered into sexually submission, to serve the hive until the day she finally died.
Not that Rarity could mind anymore. No, she had achieved a level of happiness and contentment impossible to a mere pony!
Rarity mewled and lowered herself to all fours, bloated belly and breasts suspended below where they swayed under her movements. Her womanly hips and buttocks likewise swished with her exaggerated, feminine movements when she crawled.
“That's what I like to see, my sweet little bitch. I'm finished with you, for now. But I'm sure my drones will make fine use of your tender holes...” She practically purred the words as buzzes sounded and a swarm descended from high within the caverns.
Rarity moaned and shook her ass and tits, presented herself to accept them, as the drones closed over her and stuffed her hot holes full. She whined and bounced between them, while Chrysalis returned to her throne, withdrew her cocks, and tittered while she started to finger her lower holes. Schlicks sounded and her cunt spattered as she watched them violate her.
Again-and-again they fucked the brainwashed mare. Filled her with more eggs, inseminated them, came all over her until she wallowed in a pool of spunk, face twisted in a crazed manner as she was fucked silly by nearly the entire hive, which numbered in the hundreds. They relished their latest breeder, the first of many in what was to come after a successful invasion.
Chrysalis shrilly shrieked when she came anew, squirted over her hands and thighs, her sweet cunt nectar puddled under her ass on the throne where it stuck to her puckered asshole and caused her puffy pussy lips to glisten in the dim light.
She drifted into a peaceful slumber, eager to begin the assault that would make up for her past failures...
