The Queen's Will

Twilight lay in the birthing cave-once the crystal caverns-under what was once Canterlot. She was gravid, unable to move at all anymore. Nymphs can by to attend to them now and then, taught by a nurse changeling. She was feed twice a day, and her master never came to see her-he'd come by when she was laying to fuck her ass, he liked the feeling of a birthing pony on his dick.

She sighed, staring at the gelled ceiling, knowing her mother was a few cocoons down. She didn't know about Cadance- she hadn't seen her since Twilight had been impregnated. It didn't matter. Nothing did- she was just an egg factory now, like every other pony. Even some of the stallions, if the changelings found them comely enough. She shifted, grunting, and flagged down a nurse- it was time.

The nurse, a gentle female Twilight sort of liked, nodded, rushing off. She'd be fetching Twilight's master. Twilight sighed, first morosely and then in pleasure. The eggs secreted an aphrodisiac when it was time to come out- it made it easier to lay them, and make the ponies come back for more. She hated it- she had no choice in this. Her cunt visibly spasmed, pleasure shooting through her. She mewled, a few drones pausing to stroke themselves at her a couple times before hurrying off. They were allowed to fuck the pregnant ponies as long as they weren't far along or in labor- as she was.

She looked up as her master arrived, strutting in arrogantly. He grinned down at her. "You know you've been laying the most eggs, and all of them are healthy and strong...keep it up, and the Queen herself might steal you away!" He sounded happy- it was a major honor and compliment to them, after all. Twilight tried not to think about it- the Queen scared her shitless.

Carapace knelt in front of her, spreading her thighs gently to eye her cunt directly. "Excellent...you're good and wide, and I see an egg already..." He lifted her ass up, arms under her knees. She wheezed, the pressure on her chest now she was so large. He lowered her again. "Ah, you need to egg a bit..."

He knelt in front of her, long tongue slipping out sensuously. She tensed- it wasn't like this was bad, per say- but that was the issue. She didn't want to enjoy any of this. He began to lap at her labia, already spread for the eggs to come. He worked his way inwards, tasting every fold and inch of her, playing briefly with her clit before focusing on the inward spiral again. She trembled, mewling, and he smirked, nodding- she hated he was so kind and accommodating during the birth. Still, she let herself relax, another lap pushing her over the edge, her climax helping an egg alone, plopping onto the ground.

The egg was rubbery, glowing with a little shadow inside of it- a baby Changeling. Having been incubated so long in Twilight, it would only need a day or two in the nursery for the grub inside to hatch. She smiled, too worn out by her long slavery and current birthing to try not to. Carapace chuckled, a nurse rushing over to begin gathering the eggs in a soft basket as Twilight laid yet another, this one much easier- a single push, and out it came. Carapace watched closely, and once he was satisfied, he hefted Twilight up by the hips once more.

He pressed his slick Changeling cock to her ass, pushing in slowly. Another egg popped out as he did so, the nurse grabbing it to put in the basket. He ignored her, enjoying a slow ass fucking as he watched Twilight lay the eggs, each one lain giving a massage of his cock in her ass. Twilight moaned, shivering as she reached orgasm randomly and in varying intensity. The last one was to be born, and although Carapace sped up in his lust, he was careful- this was an oddly big egg, after all.

He watched in excitement as her cunt lips spread once more, and she actually whimpered in discomfort- it was big. Roughly the size of a new born foal- no wonder she'd been so big this time. The nurse gasped in wonder, watching closely as well. If it was true...they'd need her to run as fast as she could. Carapace used his thumbs to spread Twilight's lips as far as possible, as the egg 'crowned.' The nurse gasped at the royal changeling green color, but Carapace shushed her.

"We've had false ones before...wait until it's born," he scolded, and she nodded, chastised. They watched, as he fucked Twilight carefully, each bump speeding up the process a little more, until with a wail of pain, the egg was born into the world. The nurse took it, lifting it, hefting it, eyeing it closely. It was the same shade of green as the Queen's eyes, and roughly the size of a newborn foal. It was heavy, and the shadow inside looked almost ready to be hatched- just one, floating inside its gooey crib. She finally gave it a lick, tongue caressing its surface to check for any abnormalities or cracks, and beamed.

"Viable! A pony has birthed a Queen!" she declared, taking it and sprinting away with a holler of excitement and jubilation. Carapace laughed, just as excited, and showed it by fucking Twilight so hard and deep in the ass she quickly forgot about the soreness of her stretched cunt. He groaned, reaching up to squeeze at her swollen teats, her pony biology making her milky for foals she'd never nurse. He hardly seemed to care, as Changelings drank the milk anyway when they raped her in this place.

"You hear that, my little broodmare? A Queen, just from my sperm! Oh, you are absolutely going to be Hers, and you'll birth generations to come...a special mare like you? Oh, we'll keep you alive and young for centuries just to have those special younglings." he promised. Twilight sobbed, despairing- not even death would take her from her torment, now and forever more.