All I wanted was Starlight Glimmer, but instead I was snapped back to reality by a sharp tug on my ginger beard. Another cock shoved into my mouth. Luminescent green and blue cum spurting down my throat. The pungent musk of the cocks made me lightheaded. My star-spangled cloak laying shredded on the floor of the cave in a thousand pieces. Even if I could muster the magic to blast back a few Changelings, I was surrounded. The chittering of Changelings was almost deafening as it bounced around the cave. I was dehydrated, malnourished, sleep deprived, and my magic had not had the time to replenish since I was ambushed by the hive. I was supposed to be meeting Starlight and the Elements of Harmony to resolve a friendship problem. Instead, I was dragged deep into this decrepit cavern before the Changelings started to have their way with my scrawny body. I could not bare my teeth and pretend to be intimidating. I should have known this was a trap, but I could not let Chrysalis and her hive escape. I wanted to help Starlight. To prove to her that I harboured no bad feelings towards her. Even after she formed that cult of anti-magic ponies.
Chrysalis’s long tongue flicked out between jagged teeth in a bottomless maw. Her tongue wormed its way deep inside me. So deep that I moaned. Her reptilian pupils dilated with glee. She smacked her lips.
“Your juiccccy, unicorn hole…” She rasped in her metallic voice. “…itssss nearly ready for my eggsss~”
“Your…” I gulped. “…excuse me…eggs?”
“Yesss…” The Changeling Queen nodded. “You’re going to be an exccccellent host.”
I felt faint. Struggling to stay conscious. I tried to mediate. I tried to wake up. This HAD to be a nightmare. I felt lumps in her otherwise sleek and slender tongue. Bumps that she deposited inside me. She made a slurping sound between each one. Breeze whistled through the holes in her chitinous limbs. She raised her rump high into the air. Wagging her tail as she continued to fill me up. I felt them. Each tiny orb as they bounced off each other.
I whimpered as her tongue slid out from under my tail. Now it fit comfortably in her mouth.
“I look forward to collecting my ssssoldiers. Thankssss for the delicioussss sssnack. Don’t worry. The ssssslime will change your body and put you into a deep sssssleep. My dronessss are going to make sssssure you’re full to bursssting.” She hissed smugly, petting the top of my head. I toppled over. My glasses slid down my muzzle and smashed on the rocky ground.
I don’t know when I passed out, but when I stirred again, Starlight was standing over me. Her horn illuminating the cave.
“Sunburst?” She asked, levitating the shards of glass. Repairing my glasses with her magic.
I nodded, trying to remember what the Changeling Queen had said to me. I touched my hooves to my belly. There was a lump! It took me a moment to realize it was growing.
“Starlight. Take me to the others. Immediately! Something very bad is about to happen.” No sooner than those words left my mouth I screamed in agony. The lump was the size of a mare heavy in foal. Starlight backed up with a look of utter terror in her purplish-blue eyes.
I convulsed in agony as I bore down. There was no more stalling. I was trying to push the eggs out, one by one as quickly as possible. I could NOT let Starlight see me like this.
“Where is he?!”
My ears pricked at the sound of that all too familiar voice.
“Let me in! I NEED TO SEE HIM!” The purple pony whinnied in panic.
Tears sprang to my eyes as I looked up at her from the gurney. Starlight nuzzled my cheek.
“S-s-Sunburst?” Her lips quivered as her gaze rested on my beach ball sized belly.
I tried to think of an excuse, but pain vaulted through my lower abdomen. I screamed so loud and shrilly that everyone had to cover their ears. Tears streamed down my cheeks.
“Get it out! GET IT OUT! I’m going to burst. I’m going to die! I’M GOING TO F**KING DIE!”
“SAVE HIM! SAVE HIM PLEASE! Hey! Wait. What are you doing?! LET GO OF ME! LET GO! HE NEEDS ME!” Starlight Glimmer screamed as she was dragged away from me --her best friend’s bedside.
Armor clad guards moved to block her view as a medical professional moved between my hind legs to deliver whatever had grown inside me --the misfortunate host. My long, slender legs were leveraged into fabric stirrups dangling from the roof of the makeshift maternity ward. I scrunched my eyes closed so hard that I saw stars. The muscles in the lining of my makeshift womb puckered around the creature as it turned sharply inside my pelvis. Raking its chitinous hooves against the flesh lining of my stomach like the blade of a knife. Bile rose into my mouth. I almost choked.
“I’m going to reach in and pull the baby out. Say something if it hurts. More than it already does. Be strong sweetie.” Nurse Redheart instructed sweetly, petting me on the head. “You’ve done an amazing job so far. It’s almost over. I can see the baby. Its crowning!”
She gasped as she handed the infant creature to a doctor for further testing. The fluids spilling from my slick makeshift entrance were so acidic that it started to corrode through the cotton towels and stainless-steel gurney. That was not the worst of it. A hoof protruded. Two hooves. With a gurgle, my belly continued to double in size and emit concerning noises.
I passed another infant and another down my makeshift birth canal. Nurse Redheart told me later that when I passed out, it seemed to be over, but I was still larger than any pony in recorded history. The nurses were able to mop up, check my vitals and breathe a sigh of relief. A respite that was stopped as I rolled over, waking myself up. The noise I made next made Redheart look over. It was a moan. The most sinful she had EVER heard. Like I was taking a dick for pleasure rather than struggling through a traumatic, painful, and unknown ordeal. Her eyes widened as something plopped out of me with a wet splat. An egg! Not like a hard-shelled dragon’s egg. It was small and soft. Like a tadpole’s egg, but about the size of a foal’s hoof. She frowned at it. Another passed before her eyes. They kept coming. She lost track of them all. They piled up on the gurney before there was too many and they started to roll off the gurney and bounce along the floor. Seemingly unharmed by the fall.
Nurse Redheart shouted for a doctor and the guards. She galloped to grab a bucket to catch them all. I cried. The eggs did not hurt like the, what I thought of as foals, emerging into the world. The eggs rubbed my sore passageway. Coating the torn and stretched flesh in a cold, soothing slime. A luminescent aphrodisiac that made me throw back my head and moan like a mare in heat. I swished my tail, trying to touch myself for the second (or third) time in my entire life. I never felt the need to touch myself since the first time as a colt. I remember thinking that I could birth these rubbery eggs forever. I had never felt better. I am embarrassed to admit it now. Even to myself. How did I get in this mess? That's right. A magic table.
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.
