There was a palpable tension in the air of Manehatten, so completely and utterly silent within the absolute depths of night, yet bathed in a light from all the streetlamps and lit rooms across the many skyscrapers crammed together into what was normally a thriving and busy metropolis... The stark contrast made the entire city feel completely abandoned, even if they were likely just hiding in their homes, too afraid to step out into the open where someone, anyone could be a disguised changeling, ready to capture and take them away for whatever horrific plan their Queen must’ve had...
But above all of that, thought whirring through one mare’s head was...
“This isn’t very fun, Fluttershy.”
“H-huh?”
Pinkie immediately turned around to face her friend, who was just a moment ago, walking carefully beside her. “You heard me,” She said in an almost business-like sort of composed irritation, “Our previous adventures, even if dangerous, were always fun. But now, going out into the spooky quiet city to maybe find that you-know-who; this isn’t fun.”
Fluttershy looked back, her slightly hunched-over form that was an once from jumping and screeching in panic now seeming a bit confused as she remained silent for a few seconds, then muttered with an unsure smile, “Umm... s-sorry..?”
Rolling her eyes at her friend’s usual over-apologetic nature, Pinkie tried to explain, “What I mean, is that I can’t really do anything. I wanna do something; play some music, make some noise, ‘cuz that’s funnnn... but!” She jerked her body to stand straight up, then slowly leaned toward the other mare and continued with a quieter voice, “Any sound, any noise, any.. thing, and...... the buggos may come.”
Fluttershy started shaking slightly at the mention of... them, with her friend’s slightly intense look not helping matters, but did manage to grunt in assent, “Mm-hm!”
“And...” Pinkie relaxed her posture and pulled back a bit, “We can’t even talk to each other.” She pouted with a little bit of puppy-dog eyes to hit the point home.
“Oh...” The other pony mumbled as she seemed to quickly understand what was being asked, leading her to shift awkwardly and look around the rather ominous cityscape around them, then quietly reply, “I-I guess we can whisper..?”
Pinkie looked slightly disappointed at that, but still assented and turned around to continue walking through the large, empty road they were in the middle of, Fluttershy swiftly skittering to catch up. However, the timid mare was still shivering and looking around frantically in fear from the unnerving silence, which was only made worse by her own friend’s unusual quietness.
Looking over towards the frightened pony beside her, Pinkie kept her volume a tad lower than usual as she asked, “Are you alright?”
Fluttershy inhaled a shaky breath through her nose in a vain attempt to calm herself, and pushed out a meek reply, “N-no..” Glancing at the inquisitive expression from her friend, she gulped and tried to add, “N-normally I like q-quiet, but... I-I’m so scared...” Tears started to form in her eyes as she began to shake harder, barely able to keep herself from tripping over herself as she continued, “A-and I k-know that our other f-friends are in d-danger too, a-and they might...! I-I don’t wanna think about... what could...”
She got cut off when a strong hug from her soft and huggable friend wrapped around her midsection and squeezed tightly, making Fluttershy let out an ‘eep!’ as her attention got jerked to the mare in question. “Don’t worry about that, ‘Shy,” Pinkie said reassuringly, looking up into her friend’s eyes, “We’re all super-strong and have handled all the evil villains before; this time won’t be any different, and you know it. Soon enough, everything’ll be back to normal and we can do whatever we want!” Rubbing her hands up and down the other mare’s back to help her heart rate slow down, she suggested, “We can have another party after all of this to celebrate, too! Maybe we can even make it one of the ‘super-special’ ones I know you like so much!” She winked as she finished the last statement, implying what that really meant.
Fluttershy quickly caught on, and a flaming blush erupted on her cheeks as she looked away in burning embarrassment. Fortunately for her, Pinkie soon let go of her hug and laughed it off, then turned around to keep going down the street in more a skip than before, leaving the other pony to calm herself down for a moment.
Getting another idea about what they could do at that party, Pinkie turned around and begun, “Hey, Flutter-” She cut herself off as her eyes went wide with shock when she noticed that her friend had completely vanished. “Oh no...” She muttered to herself as that ominous dread that suffused the environment began to leak into herself, and she frantically looked around her and shouted in panic, “FLUTTERSHY!!”
Pinkie didn’t have any time to run back to where the other pony just was before a faint sound came from behind her, and even then, it was too late. Just as she tried to turn around, something that felt like a pair of arms wrapped around her and prevented her from moving, and then a couple of points on the side of her neck flared with a stinging pain, and the whole world around her suddenly started to blur and her head felt light, a suffocating blackness soon surrounding her senses and making her fall unconscious.
Pinkie’s mind felt like it was stuck in molasses as her awareness slowly returned to her, enveloped and drowning in a blackness that made even the simplest of thoughts take so long to process. Things eventually begun to speed up, though, and her senses started to pick up on her environment, letting her feel the warm ground pressed into her face and hear faint murmurs going on around her.
While those noises were initially unintelligible, after another short while they managed to clear up into a foggy mix of steps on a hard surface, light panting, and calm talking with a strange affect in the voice. Knowing it’d take too long to tell who was talking by their voices alone, Pinkie forced herself to open her incredibly heavy eyes, which took an exhausted grunt of effort before her massively blurry surroundings came into view. The voices and walking seemed to stop as she let her vision clear up enough to look up at the figures around her amidst the dark room she seemed to be in, one of them tall and black and was standing in front of a large table, while two of them on the right were also black, but a decent amount smaller. Those two figures seemed to be carrying a yellow and pink creature between them, with a pair of large pink smears coming down from her back...
Wait...
“F-” Pinkie tried to speak as she thought she recognized the figure as her own friend, but her incredibly dry throat that she was suddenly made aware of cut her off. Gulping down some saliva, she tried again, “Fluttershy..?”
The three black figures, which Pinkie just managed to notice seemed to be looking at her with striking green eyes, looked back to each other and the taller one spoke in a voice that the pony was now more able to understand, “Take her to the breeding area and make her little dragon friend cum everything he has into her. Make sure they’re both awake enough to feel every orgasm and become quivering piles of depravity as soon as possible.”
The other two figures bowed to the other one and turned around to walk out of the dark room, carrying Fluttershy with them. “W-wait!” Pinkie tried to call out after them, and moved to reach an arm forward, but it got stopped midair by something cold around her wrist. The dark creatures didn’t even waver in their motions at her voice, instead leaving the room without looking back, making Pinkie gape in fear as she watched them leave, with only a glance spared down at her wrist to find a band of metal around it and chained to the floor.
“Oh, don’t worry,” The only other creature that remained in the room with Pinkie said in an almost sweet tone, “You’ll be joining her soon enough.” Their powerful, commanding voice that was at once a cool calm, yet rather unsettling eventually pulled the pony’s attention back to her, with a decent amount of bright green now able to be seen through her blurry vision on the dark figure, in a pattern that looked familiar...
The pit of fear in Pinkie’s heart deepened further as she managed to recognize the figure, and as her senses finally became truly clear, that fear turned into a deep dread as she saw every element of the figure.
Growing a smirk in tandem with the rising tide of terror she saw in her prisoner’s eyes, the tall insectoid creature stood with folded arms and bared fangs, letting a green glow emanate from her maw amidst the shiny black layer of chitin that covered her body. That chitin was so different than equine flesh, yet it bent and curved across the incredibly strong form underneath, the light coming from the crystals embedded in the rough rock walls making it shimmer and accentuating each and every powerful muscle all across her body. Her lower half was rather wide as well, with each thick leg topping off with a quite huge ass cheek, visible even from her front as she turned to stare down the mare, with her folded arms holding up the incredibly prominent and massive pair of shiny black breasts and making them look even larger.
All of that was a far departure from the thin and kind of spindly changeling Queen that crashed that wedding those years ago, and the change told of just how much love she was able to absorb as of late, and how much stronger she was as a result. Pinkie shuddered in a mix of fear and excitement, though, as she noticed the last peculiar detail that was so utterly eye-catching on what was otherwise a distinctly female form; a gigantic cock and pair of balls, the former as thick as one’s neck and hung at full length just past her knees, and the latter larger than medicine balls as their heft pulled them down between her thighs, with the nuts and sheathe the same black as the rest of her, but the main shaft a quite vibrant green...
Realized too late she was drooling, Pinkie managed to use a hand to wipe the saliva off her face despite the bindings around her wrists, and pulled her attention up to the ~~sexy~~ dangerous changeling Queen’s face as she approached her.
“Oh, don’t bother hiding your lust for me, little pony,” Queen Chrysalis spoke in her usual confident, teasing, and salacious tone as she swung her hips wide with each slow step, which did certainly show off the size and weight of her massive rump, but also had the added affect of her huge horse-genitals swinging with its own immense weight between her thighs, slapping loudly into them with each and every step. The grin on her face seemed to show how aware she was of Pinkie’s focus on her body rather than her words, but she continued nonetheless, “Two of your puny little friends have already succumbed to their base desires, with a third on the way as we speak... It should be clear, even to your deluded mind, that my victory has already arrived, and your plan to destroy me will never work.” She spoke the last phrase with a hint of anger, which while a strange departure from the rest of her words, made enough sense if it were irritation that those under her continue to defy her.
The Queen’s scepter kept drawing her attention as it grew harder, seemingly loving the sheer domination its owner spoke of, but Pinkie forced her gaze off of it and looked back up to Chrysalis’s face with what she hoped was a look of irate valor, but was more than likely a lust-drunk look that almost pleaded for sex, she tried to say firmly, “W-we aren’t going to g-give into our new s-stupid sexy bug overlords t-that easily!”
The Queen snorted at the pitiful display as she finally stopped just before her prisoner, and simply let her dominating gaze bore ever further into the lustful pony’s mind for a moment, then spoke tauntingly, “Oh, you poor fool... I’m not giving you a choice.”
Faster than Pinkie could even process, Chrysalis had grabbed her by the mane with one of her hands and took ahold of her shaft with her sickening green magic, and pushed it up and forward into something resembling a full erection while yanking the mare’s head down and onto it, swiftly stuffing her maw and throat with so much cockmeat that her vision whited out for a second as she struggled to comprehend the sheer volume of cock that had suddenly found its way into a place it was biologically never meant to be.
Even when she subconsciously managed to grasp how thoroughly her face was getting filled, Pinkie was barely able to think with the abhorrent amalgamation of pain and pleasure that came with how far her maw and esophagus were getting forced open. It felt so much bigger than it looked, with any previous assumption that she had seen the largest cock in the world from her numerous super-special parties completely blown out of the water.
Hardly able to breathe or think, Pinkie directed what little attention she could muster to look ahead at the massively hung Queen standing before her, hand still reaching over her head to grab her mand and her cock unmoving from its position stuffed into her throat... only about halfway in.
The pony’s thoughts completely halted as she struggled to take that in, with the multiple-foot-long cock’s owner beginning to laugh as she saw the utter dread come over her prisoner’s face, and she began to slowly pull that mouth, so soft and warm, down to envelop more and more of her enormous Queenhood.
Pinkie immediately started to gag on it as it went deeper and deeper into her throat, her arms frantically trying to pull against their chains in an attempt to do something, anything to help her out of this position, but to no avail. Her breathing felt completely blocked at this point, even from her nose, so her frenzied attempts to try and pull her mouth away from the Queen or get her arms up to help only drained her supply of air.
That slow pace felt far more deliberate than just taking it slow, as Chrysalis’s unyielding grip on her seemed to nearly be taunting her with how slow and casual her pushing forward was. Tears formed in the corners of Pinkie’s eyes as she couldn’t feel anything but the sheer cock pushing apart her throat and maw from the inside, uncaring in its unending, unyielding plunge.
Pinkie gagged repeatedly as her body tried so desperately to force out the thing clogging it, but that only ended up compressing and pleasing it, causing a light hum of tormenting entertainment to come from it’s owner. The choking mare started to go numb and her vision slowly blurred back together as her air ran dry, tears streaming freely down her cheeks as she clung to awareness by a thread...
Finally, though, Chrysalis had managed to stuff her entire shaft within her prisoner’s maw, and she could tell how close she was to blacking out from the sheer size of it. “Oh, that’s right...” She spoke tauntingly to the pony, who she was sure could not hear her, “You ponies are so fragile and easy to knock around... Seems like I’ll have to do something about that, won’t I?”
Bending over whilst keeping her lower body still, Chrysalis reached down--letting her massive knockers fall on either side of her prisoner’s head--and pressed the tip of her horn against Pinkie’s snout to flicker some special magic through it, then slowly rose back up to stand and watch as the mare came back from the brink.
Blinking repeatedly as she felt air come back to her and clarity returned to her senses, Pinkie managed to feel the odd magic that had pushed its way into her form, and how it somehow manipulated how her throat worked in order to make it less painful and so that she may breathe... Looking up past the Queen’s huge breasts and seeing that damned teasing grin present once again on her face, the only thing she could imagine was that the evil creature wanted to toy with her, rather than granting her any sort of mercy that unconsciousness would’ve brought.
However... with the newfound freedom of not feeling like she was going to pass out, Pinkie believed that she may be able to use her captor’s overconfidence against her, making her cum several times to sap her strength enough that she may escape!
...That was probably grasping at straws, but hope and optimism were in Pinkie’s very nature!
The first step the mare took toward that lofty goal was to recall a strategy that had worked very well on hung stallions in her past, and then pull her rather long tongue out from being stuck under Chrysalis’s cock and coil it around that very shaft withing the very tight insides of her mouth. It took some time, slowly using the muscles within her tongue to maneuver it like some wobbly snake to get around her charge, during which time it was forced to scrape around it and tickle its outsides in what must’ve been a pleasurable manner.
“Heh heh heh...” Queen Chrysalis laughed in her usual slow, teasing manner, though now with a hint of lust under the surface, “So eager to please your Queen, are you?” Grabbing a bit tighter on her prisoner’s fluffy pink mane, she slowly began to pull the mare off her huge shaft, the saliva slobbered onto it smearing across her length as it came out.
Pinkie found the sensation... odd, to say the least. Whilst her captor seemed to giving her further reprieve, such a contradiction from the changeling’s nature only unsettled her more, but the main thing was how, due to whatever that magic did to her, it seemed to incite real, physical pleasure from her throat as the thing stuffed inside slid along each and every inch of the inside of her throat. She decided to push forward with her plan nonetheless, and managed to fully coil her tongue around the Queen’s cock, needing a few full rotations to cover the full length of it, and then, with her unusual Pinkie-Pie-Powers, swirled her tongue around it as if it were a screw.
By that point, enough of Chrysalis’s huge breeding tool was out of her captive’s gob that some of the tongue peeked out as well, and the dark, hung creature could see what was happened to better understand the strange feeling down there, and when she saw, her expression became a mix of light confusion and impressment with not a single word being uttered out of her slightly agape mouth.
Shaking her head with a quiet laugh, the Queen soon enough managed to ignore the sheer weirdness of what Pinkie was able to do and instead revel in the subordinance of her captive and the strange pleasure brought with it. Of course, she didn’t stop pulling the pony’s head off her fat cock, and arrived at the edge of her sheathe, which left the tight lips wrapped around it with a light, but satisfying shlurp.
The process continued, now a tiny bit faster than before due to the main vibrant green part of Chrysalis’s shaft being slightly less thick than the base, and her prisoner kept swirling her tongue around her saliva-slathered cock, which itself slowly grew faster with less tightness constricting it. Eventually, it managed to get to the point where only about a third of the Queen’s cock was inside Pinkie’s gob, and instead of continuing to pull it out, she just stopped and let the mare below take several seconds to realize it.
Looking up again beyond the looming breasts in the way and again seeing that confounded grin, Pinkie squinted in confusion as she attempted to understand what it meant this time, but like the multiple previous times, all she could tell was that it meant nothing good.
Chrysalis didn’t care too much about holding on ceremony this time, and abruptly yanked her captive’s head back down the length of her cock, and with the strength that she restrained herself from using last time, took only a moment to stuff it all back inside that warm sleeve with a loud shlrp! as well as a gagging glrk! from the pony down there.
With it being removed so slowly, it was difficult to remember just how large that cock was, but now with it stuffed straight back into her throat, Pinkie was made painfully aware of it as she choked on its girth for multiple seconds as she tried to readjust to it. From the periphery of her senses, she could hear the wicked and aroused chuckling of the Queen above her, apparently pleased at how much difficulty her captive was having with her stupidly huge dick, as well as being pleased by the throat contractions around it.
However, Queen Chrysalis decided to not give the pony the satisfaction of regaining any control, as at a moment’s notice, she pulled the still-gagging throat right back up her cock so that only a third was left inside again, and leaving no time for her to process the sudden gape in her esophagus, Chrysalis then pulled it right back down once more, flooding her charge’s maw with cockmeat again. And then again, and again, and again... Pinkie’s throat swiftly turned into a thin tube of flesh wrapped tightly around the Queen’s massive cock as it thrusted in and out of her mouth, making her gag as it went it, and hollow as it got jerked back out.
In and out, in and out, in and out... Chrysalis soon enough used both hands to grab her new cocksleeve’s mane to pump harder and faster, leaving the mare herself unable to think as her throat started to go numb with the sensations of gagging and gaping, with the odd magic-made pleasure under it all not helping in the slightest. That numbing did allow what little attention Pinkie had in her mind to feel the massive slapping against her upper chest that she wasn’t able to perceive before, and with some time to process it and recall her past extremely pleasing sexual encounters, she could tell that those were Chrysalis’s balls, getting pulled back and forth by their owner’s swift thrusts and swinging out and back in to smack loudly against her breasts.
It was so difficult to tell as Pinkie knelt there and took the face-fucking with no resistance, what exactly was happening to her rather large chest balloons with each slap of the gigantic balls upon them, but after so many repetitions of it that she was never able to count that she could tell the sheer weight and mass of those nuts were compressing her breasts into practically pancakes and letting them bounce back into normal shape for less than a moment before getting smushed once more. Her breasts soon started to feel numb, just barely able to be felt through the thick haze her mind was in from the cock continuing to mercilessly piston down her throat at what might’ve been an increasing pace, with such details also so hard to figure out.
Eventually though, a noticeable spike in the power of those thrusts ended with the Queen above slamming her cock down Pinkie’s throat and keeping it there, and the sensation that came next filled the mare below with a sudden, instinctual dread. That hollow pit was nearly immediately filled up as what must’ve been changeling cum erupted into her and blasted into the back of her stomach, quickly filling it to the brim with spooge and forcing it to stretch and more continued to come.
Pinkie’s ears flicked rapidly, unable to hear the changeling Queen’s hearty grunting and tense moaning or the splats and glorps of the cum flooding into her stomach and swiftly inflating it. It showed on the outside of her body with what started as a nice chub soon became a round bulge that looked like a pregnancy, but any assumption of that was dashed as her belly kept growing with all the cum that just kept coming.
Some of that spooge began to creep its way out of Pinkie’s mouth, despite how tightly wrapped it was around Chrysalis’s Queenly cock, and showed itself to be a vibrant, translucent, and nearly glowing green as it dripped down the mouth of the mare below as well as the dark, thick thighs of the changeling above.
Despite losing some due to the sheer force that it came into Pinkie’s throat and stomach with, the amount of cum surging into still had her belly grow past the point of reasonable pregnancy into an overdue set of triplets, but by that point it may as well have been classified as a small beachball filled with enough goo to make the green colour of it faintly visible from outside. Unfortunately for Pinkie’s dwindling ability to even feel, that beachball kept getting bigger and heavier, its outside becoming more and more green with each gallon of goo injected inside.
Eventually, though, it all slowed down and managed to come to a stop as Queen Chrysalis grunted heavily and gripped her cum-dump’s mane tighter than before, splurting the last of her incomprehensibly large load and finally letting her orgasm finish. Huffing slightly tiredly, she then started to pull her cock back out, which was aided by the immense force of the cum bloating the mare below pushing back out, and with a long, wet shluuurp and a louder, lewder plop, her massive pillar of maremeat came out. Less rigid than before, it quickly slapped down onto Pinkie’s cum-filled belly that was the size of an over-filled yoga ball, with the now-unclogged mouth letting so much of the green changeling cum spew out and splatter heavily all over that belly and trickle down to the rock floor below.
“For as much as you have hated in me in the past...” Chrysalis said to the lust-flooded mare she knew could not hear her words, “Right now, you sure seem to love me and my massive cock.” She chucked a bit at the frankly pathetic sight of the manic, magical, and uncontrollable Pinkie Pie so utterly bent to her will, with the power of the Element of Laughter within her no longer able to be used by her broken and melted mind.
Using her magic, Queen Chrysalis grabbed the chains holding her captive’s arms and completely shattered them under a light whim, then grabbed the mare’s arms themselves with her magic and pulled her up over her massive belly that sat on the floor so that she lay on top of it--not compressing it all too much due to the tension in its exterior--with the weight pressing down on it pushing even more cum from her stomach. However, that didn’t end up continuing for too much longer, as while Chrysalis trotted around the over-filled balloon of a pony, the changeling magic she had put into her had altered her biology enough to stop more goo from coming out of the mare. Thus, her mouth was made to only drip heavily with saliva and the cum that had already made its way into her maw, and the ponut nestled between her quite plump rear could only secrete the odd unidentifiable juice that came from its depths.
Stopping just behind Pinkie’s ass, Chrysalis could easily see the result of her handiwork as that dark pink ponut was left in a half gape and clenching every so often, the juice spurting lightly out of it and then dripping down her crotch and across her puffy pony pussy. Out of that latter hole, no cum could’ve ever come out without rupturing something inside the mare’s body, but there was still quite a bit of fluid leaking from it in the form of her marecum that could only be the result of an endless sea of ecstasy that constantly wracked her mind.
“How disappointing it is that you ponies only care to fuck each other when your bodies are so perfect for incubating my eggs...” Queen Chrysalis whispered to herself as she observed her slave’s genitals, but hesitated no further before pushing her own long, slippery, and agile tongue out between her lips and leaned forward to put her head just before those large pink butt cheeks as she grabbed them with her hands, letting her tongue reach the ponut between them and immediately push into it.
From how loose and weak her captive’s anus was, it was easy for Chrysalis to tell just how much action the mare got before she ended up in her hive, which allowed her to push her tongue in faster than would normally be doable for a typical pony. Despite getting a head-start of sorts, though, Pinkie’s ponut still certainly didn’t have the width to take her new Queen’s cock with ease, but that certainly wasn’t going to end up stopping her.
Lapping her extensive tongue all around the insides of her toy’s asshole, Queen Chrysalis used the saliva slathered across her tongue to coat the insides of that tube in a rather effective lubricant, with just the thought of widening that tube into a full canyon with her enormous tool was starting to make her hard again. That cock, still slickened and dripping with a mild coating of saliva and cum, rose up from its partially flaccid state swinging between her legs to quickly press into the massive pink balloon of a belly before it, which only became more uncomfortable as it got stiffer and stiffer without being able to stand up.
Its owner soon enough gave it a reprieve though, as she pulled her head away from the phat cheeks of her slave and retracted her tongue out like a fishing line out of the deep and winding pit of Pinkie’s anus, loving the slow sluuuuuuuuurp sound of her tongue leaving the pony’s ponut that eventually finished with a quick slp! as it whipped out and flew back into its owner’s mouth.
“I’m rather surprised you ponies haven’t been throwing yourselves at me if you desire sex this badly...” The Queen mused as she leaned back to stand up fully once again, effortlessly heaving her giant tits along with her and letting them wobble in place, all while her hands kept a firm grasp on her slave’s ass cheeks. Stepping away just a bit, her huge cock was then freed from its odd position and quickly sprang upwards to wobble a decent amount from it momentum and weight, then finally was set perpendicular to its owner’s form. Lining up the vibrant green head of her shaft with the abused magenta ponut of her toy, Chrysalis then pushed her hips forward so that the two parts met and pressed against each other, and then harder and harder when more force from hands and hips pushed them together, until the cock’s flare made it in with a wet shlp!.
Chuckling lightly at how eagerly the mare’s asshole took her cock, despite far from being able to take her whole girth easily, Chrysalis didn’t waste any time before ramming her hips forward, stuffing the entirety of her massive shaft into her slave’s anus with enough force to create a loud smack! when her hips met the mare’s ass. Immediately pulling her hips back, Chrysalis led her cock to come out in all its mare- and Queen-cum-slathered glory all the way until only the flare was left just inside that puffy pony ponut, only to slam it back inside again.
The Queen quickly fell into a rhythm of fast and merciless pistoning as she tightly gripped Pinkie’s fat, wobbling ass to pull it down as she thrusted forward and pushed back as she yanked herself back, further intensifying the force she slapped her hips into those cheeks and stuffed her cock down into that asshole. Chrysalis could feel the tight grasp of the too-small anus constricting her huge cock when it was inside, though the amount of stuff that must’ve gotten shoved down there in the past made it weaker than normal, even if it still had enough strength to push against the shaft’s inward thrusts while it helped along with its retreats.
Queen Chrysalis’s balls were hardly free from her hasty thrusting either, as the sheer speed of it made those huge, hefty nuts unable to keep up and instead forced to jiggle around erratically and harshly, sometimes making it smack and push in the soft cum-balloon of Pinkie’s belly. The belly itself was so large and slapped so forcefully that light ripples made their way across it as each thrust of the Queen’s hips came down on the pony’s ass, and they came in a hypnotizing rhythm alongside the cadence of her thrusting.
Starting to breathe heavier with the pleasure that coursed through her cock, Chrysalis cursed her lowering stamina and looked out over her huge breasts as they jiggled in place, and fixed her gaze across the large expanse of her new sex toy’s unbelievably bloated belly and her head, which had been hanging listlessly downward with no conscious thought for the last while. “You won’t get out of this, though...” She muttered to herself, somewhat strained from the sex and difficult to hear through the repeated loud SLAPs, “I won’t let any fraction of your mind remain intact to have a thought of defying me in the future...” Her thrusting grew a bit faster and harsher as she clenched her teeth in conviction, then shared out to the impossibly tiny part of Pinkie’s mind that may never have been able to hear it; “You and all your friends will find their place under me, as a toy and breeding tool for the rest of your lives!”
Chrysalis soon felt the tension in her crotch that signaled an orgasm was coming, and in turn, gripped her slave’s ass cheeks even tighter and slammed her hips even harder and faster, the loud repetitive SLAPing and SHLRPing sounds echoing constantly throughout the room and letting not a moment of silence peek through. Even the Queen’s growling from the rising tide of pleasure as she pounded harshly at her toy’s ass were unable to be heard under all the noise of that violent and dominating sex, despite how the quickening pace filled her with sexual bliss and made her breaths come faster and heavier for quite some time, until...
“GAAHHH!” Chrysalis practically screamed in ecstasy as she slammed her hips one final time into her slave’s asshole, cock plunging all the way down and pushing its head into the mare’s guts and flaring, then erupting with cum even harder than had happened previously. Those many gallons upon gallons of green spooge swiftly made their way through Pinkie’s guts and into her stomach alongside the immense volume that was already there, quickly making her belly begin to bloat out even further.
Chrysalis’s huge balls clenched and glrped as cum forced its way out of them, shooting its way up through her cum-cannon of a cock, and splrting across the inside of the cum-balloon’s anus. That massive gut full of nut sloooshed slowly with the arrival of yet more changeling cum to inflate it further, but, due to the sheer volume of the stuff that got forced into that tight space, some of it also squeezed its way out of the cramped seam between the cock and anus constricted around it, then splurted out of the mare’s ponut and splattered across Chrysalis’s hips and trickled down her legs.
That amount was hardly enough to slow Pinkie’s further cumflation though, and that belly--which was already large enough to lift its owner onto itself with little ability to easily touch the ground--was made to slowly grow even larger with huge pumps of cum injected into it and low grunts of orgasmic pleasure from the Queen delivering it all. There was no end in sight as she just kept cumming, heavy breaths with faint moans mixed in coming from her throat as she kept her strong grip onto the mare’s hips and held her massive tool deep down there, forcing more and more huge loads of green spunk down to make that belly grow larger and larger.
What was already the size of a yoga ball soon blew up to the scale of a bean bag, and, with no hint of slowing down, it just kept getting bigger and bigger with all the messy and lewd noises that kept echoing around the room, growing from a medium-sized bag to a large one in a couple dozen seconds, and then again into a extra-large, and extra-extra-large, and soon enough there was no real way to properly convey the sheer size of Pinkie’s cum-filled gut.
Eventually, though, it did start to slow down, with Chrysalis’s breaths getting heavier and the noises of her churning cum slowly quieting, all in all taking another short while before everything came to a stop and she was almost left gasping for breath as she leaned forward slightly onto her captive’s ass and belly. That belly had now nearly inflated to a diameter around equal to Pinkie’s own (kind of short) height, and the incredible weight of it compressed itself down into somewhat less of a sphere than before, though its weight was still far more than enough to the keep the listless creature attached to it from touching the ground with anything other than her own enormous belly.
Queen Chrysalis didn’t take too much time to pull herself off of her sex toy, and kept a hand pushing against the mare’s butt with the other pushing into her ponut to grip the base of her cock, and used both to help pull her huge shaft out of those depths with a long, wet, and lewd shluuuuuuurp, ending with the flare needing an extra yank to come out with a wet shlop!. Her whole cock was covered in cum from its time inside, a decently thick layer of translucent green sludge slathered all over her huge black and green tool and dripping constantly all over the ground below, but the newfound freedom let its owner back up to observe her filled-up balloon.
A grin soon formed on Chrysalis’s face as she saw all of the pink flesh laid out before her and compressed under what was less than a couple hours ago a pony that was practically worshipped for her capability and power, only to have utterly folded under the weight of her rightful Master...
“All it took was some careful and ruthless actions, and these self-proclaimed gods are unable to do anything other than drool in awe of my power...” Queen Chrysalis mused to herself, and chuckled a bit through her exhaustion. “Each of those fools added to my stocks only makes me stronger and destroys them more utterly, and yet the next still believes they have a change if they just hope...” Rolling her eyes at the irony, she adds, “And they say that I have hubris...
“Regardless...” Turning her head towards the faraway entrance to the room, the massive archway barely able to be seen under the room’s center-based lighting, and shouted, “Nurses!” From the darkness, five other changelings soon emerged with no clothing on any of their feminine and rather busty forms, all stepping forward eagerly toward their Queen side-by-side, though their attention soon became partially split between her and the huge pink elephant in the room.
“Move this mare to the nursery so that all of the grubs inside her may be birthed,” Queen Chrysalis commanded of them.
“Of course, my Queen,” All of the nurse-lings swiftly replied in sync, their tone eagerly obedient. They did hesitate for a moment, seemingly trying to figure out how to accomplish such a task, but they all soon enough moved together towards the side of their charge away from the doorway and began to push. Pinkie’s huge inflated form slowly started to roll across the ground, though the fluid inside her sloshed downward to make their efforts take some more force, but they persisted, and managed to roll her forward as the Queen stepped away enough to get a good view of what could hardly be called a pony any more for the short while it took before she was rolled out through the exit.
Chrysalis sighed as she recalled how her mission wasn’t fully accomplished yet, and moved to follow her subjects out of the specialty breeding room, muttering to herself, “And now to find those last two fools...”
