Sun and Stars

Following the fall of our Legion of Doom, the Princesses of Harmony deserted me in Thorax’s care to reform and be forgotten, I, a formerly Queen Chrysalis, would not have imagined my current situation. Cozied up in a cave with a bunch of other Changeling mares, my belly bulged out after being impregnated by Thorax AND Pharynx. Pharynx buzzed his insectoid wings to keep me cool. His reformed Changelings, in the role of nurse ponies, brought damp cloths over to rub my body with as I laid on the blanket of moss and grass, gritting my teeth. My pussy throbbing so much that tears leaked from my eyes. Milk leaked from my engorged udders into a luminous puddle on the grass and moss.
Sunlight twinkled down through a hole in the roof of the cavern where pregnant mares gave birth, protected from the elements. It was Pharynx’s job to make more Changelings. I was his prisoner. Once I foaled, I would be granted the opportunity to reform. I had forgotten what that felt like. It had been so long since I mutated. Even if I was not paralyzed on the floor, labouring for hours, I could not start a rebellion. My Changelings were being hunted down and forced to reform or else they would have to face the new Princesses. The six newly transformed alicorns were not as complacent, weak, pacifist or stupid as Celestia.

I growled, exhaling through my nostrils so deeply that my eyes rolled back in my head. I screamed obscenities at the stallion. Kicking my legs as the foal jerked sharply inside my womb. Wind from Pharynx’s wings whistled through the holes in my sleek, chitinous legs.
“Chrys.” Pharynx said, cupping my cheek with his hoof. “Please, relax. It will be over soon.”
The birth was not supposed to be this hard on my insectoid body, but I was weak, and I stubbornly refused to feed off the love generated willingly by Thorax’s subjects. The other mares were back on their hooves, with suckling and prancing foals, in a matter of hours.
In a moment of clarity, I smacked Pharynx’s hoof away and cackled as I drained the nearest pony who looked to Pharynx for permission to perform an examination on me. The pony fell over, gasping. Her fur lost its lustre. Pharynx leapt to his hooves. Feeling renewed, I gathered my hooves underneath my engorged underbelly and pushed myself up to meet his gaze. Flicking my long, luminous green tongue out to lick my lips.
“Chrys! Things will be easier on you if you don’t make any trouble.” He narrowed his eyes at me and puffed out his chest as he helped the drained mare stand up. “Are you okay, miss?”
“Yes, thank you.” The pony nodded, trembling from head to toe. She backed away from me.
“Thank Celestia. If you’re hungry, Chrys, I’ll ask for some ponies to satisfy you.”
“I will…never be…ssssatisfied…until you die…for thissss!” I hissed.
A sharp kick sent me collapsing to the floor. “When isss thissss nightmare going to end?!” I screamed so loud that I lost my voice.

Pharynx rubbed my back, pulling my head into his lap. He grabbed my hind leg, pulling on it so I rolled onto my back. I felt his cock nudging me in the back, but no sound came out of my mouth. I reached down, slipping my hoof between the folds of my labia, stirring up my slit.
“I can feel its head, Chrys. I’m going to reward you for all your hard work. Your pussy must be sore.” He purred in my ear before addressing another pony. “Please bring a bowl of hot water and a warm blanket for my foal. Cold water and herbs for this expectant mother.” I was mortified, covering my blushing face with my hooves. I moaned silently as he pinched my clitoris.

I struggled against the waves of pleasure rolling over me. I was so focused that I did not realize that the foal crowned and plopped out of my body into the hooves of the nurse pony. I passed out after climaxing. The foal, as black as coal, sniffed the air, looking for my teats while it was cleaned up. Once the foal was cleaned, it was set down next to me. After blindly bumping its nose along, its toothless jaws latched onto my nipple. As the foal suckled, its tail wagged in the air. My eye cracked open at the strange sensation. I tried to sit up, but Pharynx wrapped his forearms around me, keeping me stranded on my back like a beetle.

“Relax, Chrys. Please…” He whispered. “Let our foal drink its fill. You’ll feel better. Should I keep rubbing until you are ready to reform? You should save your strength for your transformation.”
“What makessss you think…I will?” I was surprised that my voice was back. If only a raspy, metallic whisper.
“You gave me a foal. I will give you a second chance under my protection, as I promised. You and your hive will never have to go hungry or homeless ever again.”
I smiled at his words until my pussy contracted and something moved inside me. My smile twisted into a snarl as I cursed Thorax. My nethers dripped with slime. The cooling sensation spread from my cunt, up my spine to my brain. That could only mean one thing. Eggs. Lots of eggs!
“Chrys?” Pharynx stopped fanning me with his wings, just as surprised as I was.
“Keep…ah…rubbing…my…ah…clit…Don’t…ah…sssstop.” I panted with each contraction. I felt each bead of new life bump against my walls. “...ah…Don’t you…have…enough ssspawn?”
Pharynx blinked.
“These aren’t mine.” He obeyed me, pinching my slimy clit, kneading it like raw dough.
“Damn Thoraxxxx! When I get my hoovesss on him, I’ll kill him. Ssslowly…ah…Painfully.”
The wet, rubbery eggs fell out of my entrance, piling up high enough to create a new army. The muscles of my mare hood puckered and unpuckered. Soothed by vicious, neon slime. If only my throat could be so lucky.