Changeling Surrogacy Program

by AuroraDawn

Rating: mature
Tags: Self Insert, Changelings, Porn, Sex, Fetish, Original Character, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
Length: 10574

With Chrysalis gone, the Changelings need surrogates. Luckily, there are ponies out there willing to help.

Not long after Chrysalis was deposed, the Changelings realized that without her, they couldn't incubate their eggs. Soon after, the Changeling Surrogacy Program was established, with willing ponies volunteering to help keep their bug friends populated.

Aurora is one such pony, though he's in for more than he expects. Much, much more.

This story contains the following kinks: Oviposition (duh), Gangbang, Dirty Talk, Inflation, M/M pairings, and Excessive Cum. It is also a hedonistically self-indulgent self-insert fic. Proceed at your own discretion.

Cover art is by Kuroran.

Published 2023-10-05 00:40:02 UTC
Last updated 2023-10-05 00:40:02 UTC

Prologue

“Hi, I’m uh, here for the Changeling Surrogacy Program?”

Aurora looked down at the brilliantly iridescent changeling sitting behind the counter, feeling a little nervous. The changeling looked up at him through pink, bedazzled cat-eye glasses and smiled professionally before opening up a drawer and pulling a large file folder out onto her desk.

“Did you have an appointment?” she asked, her voice slightly nasally.

Aurora looked at the busy office behind her, watching changelings of all sorts of colors flitter to and fro with stacks of paperwork and briefcases, dodging in and out of cubicles and around filing cabinets with ease. Despite his nerves, none of them had looked at him when he announced his presence, and he felt a sense of relief trickle down his back.

Looking back at the secretary, he cleared his throat before answering “No, actually, I’m here to sign up.”

“Excellent,” she exclaimed, her smile turning to a beam. “Our Repopulation department is always happy to welcome new ponies to the program.” She ruffled through the file folder and pulled out a small stack of forms, quickly shuffled them together, and handed them across to the nervous pegasus. “I’ll start by having you read through and fill out these forms.”

Aurora nodded, picked up a pen, and began to skim down the stretches of legalese before him.

As he signed and jotted details down, the changeling spoke. “May I ask how you heard of our program? As I’m sure you understand it’s a little difficult to advertise.”

Aurora chuckled, his nerves easing as time went on. “My husband is a contributor for the program, actually.” He flipped to the next page and began to initial on a dozen different lines. “It was him who told me about it.”

“Oh, how delightful! It may be a bit out of line for me to say it but I do always appreciate hearing when ponies have married us changelings. That’s the true sign of creature unity in Equestria, to me at least.” She beamed at Aurora through her sparkly glasses.

“I’m certainly happy with it, and so is he. I think that’s it,” he added, flipping through the pages one last time. “So how exactly does the, uhm, procedure, work?” He looked down on the counter and spotted a name plate. “Ommatidia?”

She bent down for a moment before coming up with a different set of papers, handing it across with yet another professional smile. “It’s all detailed in here. First you book an appointment at least a week away. So we have time to notify the contributors, of course.”

“Of course.”

“Then you come in on your appointed day and time, and we set you up in a lovely special room. There, all the contributors that are there take their turns depositing their eggs. After that, the required incubation period is seven days, and they can be laid.”

Aurora’s eyes glazed over for a moment as he quickly got caught up in the idea of what she described, but he shook his head and cleared his mind. There would be no need for fantasizing after this next week, he thought.

“There is a period of care the surrogate must take before we collect the new changelings to deliver them to a hive, of course. Just to make sure they are stable and healthy.”

“Yes, I read that in the form there.” He paused for a moment, biting his lip, before continuing. “How many contributors are there?”

“Well, quite a few show up to each session, but it’s a first-come-first-serve, take-a-number style for them. And as I’m sure you also read, at any point the surrogate may end the session. So the exact number is ‘as many as you want to handle’, I suppose.”

“Mhm,” Aurora nodded. “Great.”

“So,” Ommatidia said, filing everything away before pulling out a binder from underneath the counter and laying it flat before her. “When would you like to come in?”

“As soon as possible,” Aurora said, finally fully relaxed.

Eggstravaganza

“Just this way, Mr. Dawn.”

Apoidea—another brilliantly colored changeling—walked casually in front of Aurora, leading him down a hallway that was so bureaucratically beige and boring it almost hindered the tingling of anticipation dancing across Aurora’s body.

“Do you know how many contributors made it today?” Aurora asked casually, looking around the hallway and finding absolutely nothing of note to distract him. His tail lifted high in defiance of the stallion’s desire to remain cool and calm, flicking eagerly for the entertainment soon to come. Try as he might to be respectable, his cock was already half out and half hard, though Apoidea made no comment or even glance at it. He must have been used to it, Aurora thought to himself.

“Fifteen made it by the cutoff, sir.”

“Fift—er, fifteen you say? Is that a lot?”

“One of our higher numbers, sir. Rest assured you have no obligation to satisfy every one of them. Even one helps our numbers repopulate.”

“Yes, of course, of course.” Aurora gulped. As much as he liked to fantasize about the situation, fifteen was a lot of stallions, and a lot more eggs. He hoped Kai had made it earlier than the others. No matter what, he had promised, he would make sure his husband got a turn.

“Here we are, sir.” Apoidea stood before a nondescript door, marked only with a small numbered plaque. “Once you’re in, make yourself comfortable on the bed, and give the go ahead when you’re ready. Changelings produce their own lubrication with the eggs, but some is provided for your first contributor. There is a supervisor in the room if you require anything or wish to stop. Do you need anything else before you go in?”

Aurora took a deep breath in and then let it slide out slowly, steeling his nerves. “No, thank you sir. I’ll be fine.”

“Excellent. Have a wonderful rest of your day, sir,” he said, opening the door and ushering Aurora inside.

The room beyond the door was far brighter and interesting than the hallway behind. It looked to Aurora like some executive suite of a fancy hotel. It certainly was large enough to be one, and to the right he immediately noticed a kitchenette loaded with cookies, juice and coffee. The main attraction to the room was definitely the bed, though. It was the most luxurious, king-sized mattress he had ever seen, though the frame around it was simple and low to the ground. It was the perfect height, he realized, for him to lay his belly on while planting his hindlegs on the ground.

While the bed took his full attention at first, there was no ignoring the large crowd of creatures that mingled throughout, especially since they all turned and locked eyes with him as soon as the door closed. Something about over a dozen stallions all looking right at him while his cock was out made Aurora blush, the red easily showing through his yellow coat. His dick, however, throbbed hard and slid further out of its sheath. All these creatures were here for him! It was a dream come true.

Aurora took a quick survey of the changelings as they all smiled and greeted him, giving him a pleasant welcome that helped settle his stomach a little. Most of the changelings within the room were iridescent and shined in the light, their mix of colors a kaleidoscope in Aurora’s eyes. Three of them however wore deep black chitin and holes, clearly fans of the natural look. It was these three stallions that Aurora met eyes with, searching for…

“Hi hon,” Kai said, smiling weakly.

“Hey babe,” Aurora responded with a much brighter smile.

Kai’s halfhearted smile tugged at Aurora’s brain, and worry started to set in. What was wrong? He had been so happy to hear Aurora had signed up to be a surrogate. Before he could ruminate more, he looked down to a small white sticker stuck to his husband’s chest, and everything made sense.

It read ‘15’.

Determined not to let his husband feel any worse than he already did, Aurora beamed at him. “Hey, no worries hon. I got this,” he lied, hiding a nervous gulp. Maybe it would be possible, he thought. Maybe they’ll only have a few eggs each.

“I’m excited,” one of the skittle-coloured changelings piped up. “This has been the first surrogate in a couple months.”

“Me too,” another joined in, trying to ease the tension in the room. “I’m backed up like you wouldn’t believe!”

A few others joined in in agreement, chuckling and making jokes about how their balls were actually blue. Aurora laughed with them, though he started to sweat.

No, he thought, immediately cutting off that worrisome train of thought. He had promised his husband he would carry his eggs, and gods willing, he was going to carry them, no matter what. Determined, he winked at Kai, and then propped his forelegs up onto the bed, shuffled forward until he was comfortably supported, and then lifted his tail high into the air for all to see.

“So, who’s first?” Aurora teased, giving his butt a little shake.

There was a stallion on him in a heartbeat, his ovipositor already rock hard and rubbing between Aurora’s legs, lifting his nuts up and sliding along his rapidly-stiffening shaft.

“Hi, I’m Sclerite,” the multicoloured changeling introduced himself. “And I’m first. Sorry if I seem eager,” he tittered, gently thrusting forward along Aurora’s cock. “It’s been a bit. I’m lubed up. Can I begin?”

How very polite, Aurora thought. He shifted his tail to the side, willing himself to relax not only mentally but physically as well. “Be my guest,” he replied, unable to stop a smile.

He felt the head press against his asshole, cool to the touch with lubricant. To any other pony, it would have felt unnaturally cold, but Aurora was used to the feel of a changeling’s ovipositor. He didn’t know if they were cold-blooded or just ran naturally at a lower temperature, but the difference was something he had come to welcome. Familiarity relaxed him some more, and with his release of tension the head began to push its way in.

Sclerite shuddered in pleasure as he slowly buried his rod into the stallion below him, clearly having been deprived for quite a long time. He stopped when his medial ring pressed against Aurora’s hole, and then just as slowly retracted until only his head was in. He continued at that pace, gently in, gently out, and Aurora grinned widely into the mattress. He was thankful his first contributor was going easy on him, warming and loosening him up. He wouldn’t blame the guy for going wild and heavy out the gate, given how backed up they all seemed to be.

“You can pick up the pace a little bit,” Aurora mentioned after another couple minutes of gentle fucking. He flicked his mane with a hint of pride. “If you want to, that is.”

“Let me just…” Sclerite muttered, pausing yet again with his medial ring pressed against Aurora’s ponut. Instead of pulling out, however, he thrust forward with his hips, and continued forward until his balls rested against Aurora’s taint.

“Guhuhh,” Aurora answered, feeling himself get filled with changeling cock. Again, it was not something he wasn’t used to, and finding himself in his true comfort zone, his own cock throbbed hard, fully erect. “That’s good,” he mumbled into the bed.

“Glad you like it, cause,” Sclerite paused, pulling out halfway, “I don’t do half-measures,” he finished, slamming forward.

His hips connected with Aurora’s ass with a loud smack, and Aurora’s eyes crossed. Before Aurora had time to moan, Sclerite had already pulled out again, and drove his dick deep into the pegasus’s ass without hesitation.

This pace continued then, the changeling determinedly pounding on Aurora’s back door while Aurora gasped with every hit. It felt fantastic, and each smack thrust him deeper into the mattress. Minutes passed while the only noise in the room was the rhythmic clapping of chitin on fur, each of the fuck-hungry changelings focused solely on determining how receptive this surrogate would be to their own whims.

It did not take long before that silence was broken by Sclerite, who started to gasp and groan with each thrust himself. “I’m—uhn—so—fucking—ah!—close…” he said through gritted teeth.

Hearing this, Aurora smiled devilishly. This was it. He finally had his chance to get filled with changeling eggs. He swung his hips backwards to Sclerite’s motions in time, connecting with him on every thrust, eager to milk the ‘ling of every egg he could get. The worries about how many contributors he had to satisfy completely left his mind—right now, he wanted as much as possible.

“Ahhhhn!” Sclerite shouted, stopping suddenly with his hard-on hilted. Though he could go no further in, he pressed hard against Aurora, and wrapped his forelegs around his surrogate’s chest, locking himself in place.

Something Aurora was not used to, however, was actually being egged. Kai had always promised to save his for the Surrogacy Program, which Aurora had accepted long ago. Their nights in the bedroom would always end with a hefty load of the green, nutritional slime that accompanied the eggs, but (through some internal self-control) not the eggs themselves.

Aurora’s life changed in an instant when he felt Sclerite’s ovipositor engorge, stretching his already-tight ponut to a diameter it had never gone before. It hurt only for a moment as the baseball-sized lump pressed past it with little impediment, hurrying along the shaft towards its new home. It deposited itself at the far end of his rectum, and the newfound sensation of the heavy egg sitting inside him—deeper than any cock he had taken—almost sent him over the edge right then and there.

It was the second, and then the third, and then the fourth, grapefruit-sized orbs that rapidly invaded his lower end that actually did send him over the edge.

Aurora came hard, his eyes rolling back into his head while he bit the mattress below him. Each new egg that filled his ass sent another shock through his core and another spurt of cum out of his flared head. He counted six; six hard pulsations from his cock, six tight contractions in his balls, and six more heavy eggs, before the changeling above him finally took a deep breath of relief.

“Hhhhoooooly shit,” Sclerite breathed, pulling a rapidly-softening ovipositor out of Aurora’s hole. “That was the greatest lay I’ve ever had.”

Aurora shuddered in response, breathing hard and heavy as he recovered from the stimulation. It was definitely one of the hardest orgasms he had ever had, and his taint tingled still from it. He shook his head, briefly considering what lay ahead of him.

One down.

He lifted himself up lightly, looking down his belly between his legs. Already another pair of colorful forehooves—these ones a pale blue—waited patiently right behind him. He could feel the eggs weighing heavily inside him, but despite the feeling, nothing looked out of place. He shrugged, caught his breath, and relaxed back onto the mattress again.

“Next,” he said, and felt his own, now-flaccid stallionhood twitch, as if surprised it wasn’t over. In fact, Aurora thought, it’s only just begun.

The second contributor did not introduce himself, opting instead to plant his forehooves solidly on Aurora’s back, between his wing joints. Without a guiding hoof he stepped forward, the head of his ovipositor finding and quickly slipping past the thick black ring. Aurora bit his lower lip at the sudden invasion, but the shock passed in an instant. The welcome feeling of a hard cock in his butt very rapidly overcame any pain, and Aurora sighed as the changeling got to work. It felt like this was how things should always be.

The blue ‘ling’s pace was steady, but slow, grinding in most of the way and then sliding back out, not so much rhythmic but constant, like a well-oiled piston. Several minutes passed as he slid in and out, sighing and grunting with pleasure every now and then. Aurora’s cock twitched with each insertion, but stayed soft, and the pegasus began to feel a little bored. After a moment’s thought, he smiled.

At the changeling’s next thrust, he pushed his croup backwards, driving the ovipositor in to the hilt. Sparkles filled Aurora’s vision and the changeling gasped, his eyes wide as if opened to an entirely new world of fucking. No words were exchanged between the two of them as they switched to a new rhythm, Aurora leaning forwards and backwards in opposite to the changeling, pulling his cock almost entirely out before clapping their hips together, rocketing it deep inside him. They stayed at the same slow pace set earlier, but fucked harder, and harder, the flaring head inside him grinding along his prostate until it settled right next to the previously deposited eggs, before pressing against it once again as it pulled at his ponut.

Aurora’s body began to get the message, and his dick throbbed and twitched up and up, stiffening with each smack against the changeling.

“Oh good,” one of the contributors said, casually examining the black shaft beneath Aurora. “I was hoping he wasn’t spent already.”

The rest of them murmured in agreement, while Kai only chuckled. “You have no idea,” he said. His horn lit up a deep green, and that same miasma encircled Aurora’s ballsack, gently rolling them up and down. “These have a long way to go before they’re empty.”

The crowd cheered, while Aurora only managed a surprised “Hhhhhh” at the new sensation. Kai dropped his magic, though he licked his lips at the sight between the two fucking equine’s legs.

“Mmmgettinclose,” the blue changeling pained through gritted teeth, his legs starting to shake as if the effort of keeping pace and not just pounding away like a rabbit were overwhelming him. He breathed deeply once, twice, three times, before one last plunge into Aurora’s asshole sent him over the edge. He leaned forward, the weight on Aurora’s back driving him down into the mattress, as his ovipositor swelled wide. Once again Aurora felt his ponut stretch to its max as egg after egg propelled themselves into his warm, inviting body.

He did not cum, though with how hard his cock was it almost shocked him that he didn’t. A heavy drop of pre pulsed from his head, however, oozing down slowly to the floor in one long sticky string. It seemed like the changeling above him would never stop coming, though, as each egg stretched him wide and filled his belly. The previous load had not vanished, of course, and with every new deposit they settled deeper into his large intestine, happily sliding further inside the stallion.

Finally the changeling stumbled back and out of Aurora, his member popping out of its warm home with a wet schlorp. Aurora giggled at the noise, while considering the new accumulation of eggs within him. He had counted twelve pulsations, making a total of twenty-two changelings-to-be currently resting somewhere in his belly. Who knew how many would be there by the end of the night? He didn’t care. The idea of being a foster father to so many little bugponies made his cheeks flush, and without any hesitation, he called out, “Next!”

“That’s me!” one of the black, natural-style changelings called, prancing over with his cock flopping happily beneath him. “I’m Coleoptera. You can call me Cole,” he announced to Aurora, cheerfully examining the sticky, twice-used rump before him.

“Hi, Cole,” Aurora replied, craning his neck to see the changeling. He was shorter than the others, and stocky too. His frill and tail were the original blue, a truly generic ‘ling if Aurora had ever seen one. His ovipositor was shorter than the last two, but a bit girthier. Aurora smiled and returned his head to resting position. He liked girth, and thought his belly was cute too.

A quick mounting later and Cole had wrapped his forelegs around Aurora’s lower belly, helping hold him up to make up for his stature. With the added pressure, Aurora could feel the eggs pressing against the wall of his abdomen, and the sensation sent a new round of tingling through his package.

Cole wasted no time in penetrating Aurora’s plothole, burying himself as deep as his legs would let him reach. He started fucking him fast, with short, rapid movements tugging back and forth on Aurora’s ass.

“Mmmmh wow,” Cole sighed, his wings buzzing on and off with pleasure. “You’re so warmmmm,” he said, a green blush forming through the black chitin on his cheeks. “And so fuckable too,” he giggled.

“I’ve-been-told-that-a-lot,” Aurora spoke, his words bouncing along with every hump. He twisted his head to the other side, winking at Kai.

“I bet,” Cole chipped with another buzz of his wings. “Can I say you’re pretty cute for an eggdump?”

“All-ways,” Aurora laughed. “Egg-dump. I-like-that.”

One of the contributors turned to Kai. “Can we call your mate Eggdump?”

Kai smiled. “Call him whatever you like. He’s normally mine, but right now he’s public use. Just like you wanted, eh babe?”

Aurora squeed in response, burying his blushing muzzle in the mattress.

“He’s been wanting to be used for a while now,” Kai continued, walking over to the kitchenette to grab some coffee. “That was partly why I suggested he sign up.”

“He’s got a perfect hole,” Sclerite said, still looking a little dizzy. “You’re one lucky ‘ling, Kai.”

The crowd returned their eyes to Cole and Aurora, watching the changeling hump his prize like an untrained dog.

“I think he’s the lucky one today,” the changeling with ticket number six suggested. “I bet he makes it through half of us, slut lookin’ bitch that he looks to be.”

Aurora brought his head up from the mattress to grin, still bouncing forward with every one of Cole’s thrusts. Kai wasn’t much for dirty talk, so that too was a new experience for him. From how his prick dripped another glob of precum, it was clear it was one that he enjoyed.

Cole did not last much longer than the other two changelings did, his pace somehow increasing towards the end. Aurora felt like a giant rabbit had been given access to his backdoor, but the short penetrations felt good after the two deep internal massages he had received. With a gentle, almost imperceptible “Ahnn~”, Cole’s ovipositor seemed to explode inside Aurora.

The changeling himself might have been short, including his cock, but his orgasm was longer than the other two before him. Each egg took its sweet time pushing through the ovipositor, almost lingering right at Aurora’s entrance, keeping him stretched further than before for longer than he had thought he could take. He endured, though, his face silly with pleasure and pain, and by the end he happily housed ten new eggs. Cole caught his breath on top of his eggdump, sighing deeply with relief before finally sliding down to the floor and, with a deep sense of regret, letting his rod pull out of its warm enclosure.

Aurora felt stuffed. His tummy groaned, just once, sending out a simple warning that his large intestine was quite full down there and, really, he should relieve himself soon. He chuckled to himself. His body did not know that it would be a long, long time before it next got that opportunity.

“Next!” he said, getting the word out before the prior thought would lead him to reconsider.

The next four changelings were all brightly-colored of various hues, though similar in size to each other. When number four came, happily pumping out fourteen new eggs, Aurora’s guts panicked. First they stretched his large intestine and then, having run entirely out of room, the first contributor’s eggs forced themselves into his ileum.

The sensation was unlike any Aurora had ever felt before. It didn’t hurt, not in any way that Aurora had previously felt pain. There was definitely an intense sense of pressure from deep within him, and his guts complained with each egg pushed in, groaning glurk, glurk, glurk. A brief wave of nausea ran through the stallion, but the sound of the eggs moving inside him sent him over the edge, and the rush of endorphins from his second orgasm in half an hour quickly drowned out any feelings of sickness.

He came hard, too, thick ropes of pegasus spunk shooting against and sticking to the edge of the bed. His pony prick pulsed and pulsed, saturating the sheets tucked into the frame, until finally it felt like he could cum no more, and his shaft started to droop.

The softening was stopped in its tracks, however, as contributor number five bounced on top of him, eagerly cramming his cock into Aurora’s crack the moment the word ‘Next’ left his mouth. As if he had been almost ready to burst, the stallion pounded away at Aurora like there was no tomorrow. He practically seethed through his teeth, desperate to get his backup of eggs out of his body and into the piece of meat beneath him. Aurora, of course, was happy to indulge him.

And indulge him he did, because not even two minutes of hard, frantic fucking later, eleven eggs made their way down the changeling’s shaft and into Aurora, easily sending the conga-line of orbs further into his belly. His guts grumbled and gurgled again, but Aurora paid them no heed. The moment number five was out of him, the now-familiar cry of ‘Next!’ filled the room, and contributor six was on top of him.

Another ten eggs made themselves comfortable in their new home, followed by a new record of fifteen when contributor seven unloaded deep inside Aurora shortly thereafter. When the stallion pulled out, leaking that sticky green goop all down the inside of Aurora’s thigh, Aurora took a moment before calling out for the next changeling.

He pushed himself up off the mattress with shaky forehooves, relieving himself of the pressure of his own body upon his belly. With each new deposit it had started to ache even more as he had laid down on them, and with astonishment he glanced down to see that the copious amount of eggs within him had started to distend his lower abdomen. It was as if a beer gut had formed over his last hour or two of slutting, and he reached down and gingerly poked at it. He felt the hard shape of an egg shift, the particular one close enough to his skin that a faint green glow was visible through his coat. Three or four other shapes glowed beneath his navel, hardly a fraction of the eighty-two eggs sitting inside him.

He stood up and stretched, the rest of the changelings watching him with eager curiosity. Was he done, they wondered? In response to their unasked question, Aurora turned around, sat his soaked and abused rump onto the bed, and then flopped backwards, baring his stallionhood to the sky and dropping his tail to expose his well-used asshole to the crew.

“That feels better,” he sighed, giving his dick a twitch. The head stared up at him almost threateningly, resting on the sizable bulge above it and practically pouring pre onto his yellow belly. It throbbed with his heartbeat, visible veins pulsing for all to see. Aurora looked back at it and smiled. It seemed to complain that it was far, far too erect, but Aurora ignored that, catching the eye of contributor number eight.

“Next,” he said, winking both his eye and his hole.

Number eight walked up grinning, and introduced himself as Rhopal. He had a pink hue to his body, and bright orange wings bordered with black. He looked like a monarch butterfly, Aurora mused, spreading his hindlegs to give the changeling more room to mount him.

Rhopal entered Aurora slowly, taking his time to slide his sizeable organ all the way in. Once settled, he paused, admiring the thick black member and hefty orbs in front of him.

“He looks a little lonely,” Rhopal muttered, before lifting one of his forelegs up. With a flash of green magic, it lost its pink translucency and transformed into a natural, black and holey leg. He leaned forward, grinding a little further into his broodmate, and aligned one of the holes with the head of Aurora’s cock.

A quick rub later and the inside of the hole was lubed with precum. Aurora watched with interest as Rhopal brought the hoof down, pressing against the head, until—with a wet pop that sent a shiver down his spine—it slipped down the throbbing shaft.

He started fucking Aurora then, his hips rotating with experience and skill, smoothly pulling out before quickly thrusting in, slapping his hips against the stallion’s butt about once a second. With his free hoof, he rubbed at Aurora’s cutie mark, massaging the fountain-like symbol before raising his hoof high and swinging it down to smack his ass.

Aurora yelped, and then whined as the hoof holding his prick got to work, rubbing up and down with that same, smooth motion as the girthy member in his guts. Rhopal moved like a well-oiled machine, transferring his motion from his hips to his hooves, overwhelming Aurora with sensation. The occasional spanks sent shocks through his lower half, causing his turgid member to pound harder with blood, the meat swelling around the tight hole in the changeling’s leg. Rhopal was not impeded by this at all, and in fact increased his pace, jerking Aurora off and pounding his ass with a devious grin.

“Does Eggdump like that? You like fucking while getting fucked?”

Aurora nodded, too overwhelmed to speak, his jaws gritted together as his third orgasm began to build.

“Answer me, bitch,” Rhopal demanded, snapping his hoof against Aurora’s cutie mark again. The blue mark had started to tinge red from the abuse, and Aurora groaned instead. For his disobedience, he earned himself another spank. “I said answer me.”

“Y-yes,” Aurora finally managed to gasp.

“What was that?” Rhopal asked, tilting an ear towards him, increasing his pace. His thrusts got deeper, his spankings harder, his hoofjob faster.

“Yes sir!” Aurora shouted. “I love it!”

“Love what!?”

“I love fucking while getting fucked, sir!”

“Slut,” Rhopal spat. “You’re a fucking slut, Eggdump.”

“Yessir,” Aurora nodded, writhing in place, his horsecock’s head flaring, pounding, throbbing, desperate to let go, almost there, just one more minute longer. His sack twinged and tingled, a substantial orgasm building inside them, ready to go at a moment’s notice. It felt like they too were swollen, bouncing up and down with each pump of the changeling’s cock against him.

“You gonna come for me, Eggdump?” His hoofjob quickened now, faster than the rhythmic fucking of his ass. “That’s all you’re good for, slut. Coming, and taking my eggs.”

“I’m gonna… I’m gonna… Ihmgunna…” Aurora trailed off, his eyes rolling into the back of his head. It was too much for him. The tight squeezing of his cock, how his medial ring caught and rubbed against the black chitin around it, the assault on his back door, the dozens of eggs shifting and knocking against each other inside him, stretching his belly out, the dirty talk, all of it. He tried, briefly, to pay attention to every one of these sensations all at the same time, and blackness filled his vision for his trouble.

He shouted in an agonizing pleasure, and Rhopal quickly pulled his hoof free, the engorged head of Aurora’s cock squishing through the hole as he did so. This last touch did it for him, and his nuts contracted high.

His cock erupted, sending a stream of hot spunk straight ahead towards him, splattering against his face and into his mussed-up mane. Aurora gasped in both ecstasy and surprise, only for the next bead of cum to shoot directly into his gaped muzzle (and, of course, beyond his head and down his neck). Load after load sprayed onto him as he ejaculated hard, over and over, painting the bed above him and coating his face and chest.

When finally his spasming cock sputtered to a stop, Aurora swallowed the salty load that had found its way to his cheeks, and then blinked several times to clear the stars from his eyes. He looked up to see Rhopal panting hard, catching his own breath.

He was so caught up in his own orgasm, he realized, he had completely missed his contributor’s. His stomach was clearly stretched further than it was before, though by how many eggs he hadn’t caught, or even noticed. He almost felt numb around his flanks, his skin tingling and soaked with sweat. He frowned, upset at not knowing.

“Did you happen to count—”

“Only eight,” Rhopal answered, giving his slut a wink. “Or nine. It’s hard to keep track.”

“Thanks,” Aurora said, dropping his head back. He was grateful for the luxurious quality of the bed. Briefly, he considered stopping. His balls ached from overuse, his asshole gaped as Rhopal pulled out, and his half-erect member pained at the thought of getting hard yet again. Already he had probably taken way too many eggs than was safe for him, though as he absentmindedly rubbed his stomach he was happy to report that it didn’t seem to hurt.

He caught eyes with Kai, who seemed to be thinking the same thing, judging from the worried expression in his blank green eyes.

He was only half way done.

He thought for a moment.

He rubbed his belly a little more, thinking of all the little changelings he would be helping bring into this world. It was only swollen a little bit, he figured. He had seen ponies at eating competitions with way bigger bulges. And besides, he was a magical flying horse. Others he had known had flown straight into mountains and dusted themselves off with a laugh. He had heard tale of unicorns getting pianos dropped onto them and walking away. Surely life was far more dangerous than getting fucked six ways from Sunday could be.

“Next,” he called, giving Kai a reassuring nod.

“Did you want a towel?” number nine asked, raising a chitinous eyebrow at the stallion before him.

Aurora glanced down at his chest, as spunk pooled and ran down the side of it. He shrugged.

“Only if you want me to be toweled off.”

Number nine shrugged too. “I think you look good like this.”

The rest of the changelings murmured their agreement, and contributor nine moved forward into position, planting his forehooves around Aurora.

“I get Eggdump is for play,” he said, shoving his ovipositor through the tender ring, “but you really are earning that nickname, honey. I’ve never seen a pony hold as many as you and beg for more.”

Aurora smiled warmly at him. “Did you want me to beg?” he asked, shaking his ass as the medial ring popped into him.

“Maybe for the next guy,” he said, getting to work. “I just wanna get these out of me.”

True to his word, number nine worked purely to get off inside the pegasus as fast as possible. He rapidly pounded away at Aurora, holding onto both his hindlegs and spreading them apart, grunting and panting as he went.

They can’t all be winners, Aurora thought, as within two minutes of quick screwing a muffled “Hrrrng” announced the coming of a new batch of eggs. Aurora laid back and counted, bored, but as more and more eggs came, he suddenly began to understand the changeling’s lack of patience.

Sixteen eggs pushed themselves deep into his butt by the time number nine finished. Aurora could see the eerie glow of five of them through his fur, definitely closer to his chest than they were before, and grinned at them. His penis twitched as if to say, “What, again?” and, almost begrudgingly, started to fill up with blood again.

Contributors ten and eleven were equally disinterested in satisfying the pony on the bed, though he felt it hard to blame either of them. He was, after all, here to be their egg dump, and nothing more. They too were also quite backed up, giving him two sets of fifteen eggs each.

Aurora looked down at his belly before calling for contributor twelve, and gawped. Annoyed as he was at the prior two, he had simply relaxed his head on the mattress and stared at the ceiling while they did their duty. He had not noticed just how much a difference the last thirty eggs had made. Instead of a small distension, his belly stretched wide like a pregnant mare’s. It was as if he was 11 months along with foal, almost near his due date.

He puzzled over the sudden difference and figured, with a distant mix of fascination and horror, that it was because he was completely full. There must be no more room inside him for any more eggs, and they had taken to expanding the lining of his guts to make room instead.

It still didn’t hurt. It was uncomfortable, sure. But he liked the discomfort. Something about the intense pressure pushing against his skin from within sent his nether region to tingling. Despite the lackluster performance of the two changelings, his prick stood erect once again, twitching as it lay against his distended belly. His balls ached a little bit, airing their own complaints about how horny the pegasus was, but this did little to dissuade his subconscience. Warmth touched Aurora’s cheeks as he realized something he always knew. Clearly, he was made for this!

Besides, he was almost done! “Next!” he called, before craning his head up to eye the next changeling. The warmth in his face drained almost immediately as he saw who was up, however. A chill ran through his body with a new wave of sweat, this one not of exertion but of raw fear.

He was a natural changeling, but built like a tank. His frill and tail were a deep, blood red, indicating he would have been an elite guard of the hive way-back-when. Maybe because of this, he worked out like crazy, or maybe he was just genetically designed to be that way. Aurora didn’t understand how muscle building with chitin worked. What he did know, however, was that the pony about to mount him was massive.

He leaned to the side to view the rest of the changeling around his belly. The ovipositor that stood straight up at attention beneath him was equally oversized, easily almost twice as girthy as the smallest changeling cock in the room. Aurora gulped as two gargantuan forelegs sunk deep into the mattress on either side of his chest.

“Dey call me Hercules,” the changeling grumbled, his voice like a concrete mixer. “‘M glad yer loosened up,” he said, pressing his head up against Aurora’s backdoor. “Otherwise dis might ‘urt a little.”

“Uh, h-hi, Hercules,” Aurora responded, using all his willpower not to sidle up the bed away from the threateningly-large cock. “Be gentle?” he offered, with a smile.

Hercules smirked. “No time for dat,” he replied, before lunging his hips forward with a grunt.

Aurora gasped as two feet of changeling schmeat crammed into him, stretching his ass to its limit and occupying every square inch of space inside his rectum. Eggs shifted and clacked against each other with the force, sending a small wave of nausea through him. Once again the sense of sickness did not last long, being completely overridden by the strange mix of pleasure and pain coming from between his legs.

He had never taken anything this large before, and his ass made sure he knew it. At the same time, however, it practically begged him for more. It felt right to be so full of dick there was no room for anything else. If his asshole had its way, he would never go without something being up there at all times.

Hercules was relentless in his fucking, his movements a quick, short reverse followed by a thrust so hard Aurora felt his pelvis might crack. Huge balls bounced against his dock, the smack of chitin on coat echoing throughout the room. The rest of the changelings looked on in awe. Wether it was at the intensity of the screwing before them, or the fact Aurora hadn’t just split right in half yet, Aurora wasn’t sure. He liked that all eyes were on him, though.

“Deep breaths,” Hercules ordered Aurora after many minutes of this had passed. “Das it, in’n’out, jus’ like dat. You ready?”

Aurora could hardly speak. He was so silly from the intense fuck he had forgotten what was to come after it, and the image of his poor opening being spread even further renewed his earlier sense of terror.

“W-wait,” Aurora finally managed to gasp, but it was too late. Hercules had already come to a stop, his medial ring just inside Aurora, his ovipositor swelling with its first egg. Hercules cock engorged as the egg shot through it, pulling Aurora’s sphincter absolutely taut. Aurora’s eyes rolled to the back of his head as the widest part of the egg met his entrance. He felt like he was about to explode.

The flood of relief that came when it slid through almost brought tears to the pony’s eyes, though it was short-lived. The egg slowly propelled its way out of the head of Hercules’ cock, grinding its full weight against Aurora’s prostate as it did so. Stars above, Aurora thought, it felt like somepony had forced a hoofball up his ass.

He had no time to focus on it, for the next egg repeated the process of the first, and then another, and another. Some changeling’s orgasms had been rapid, but this one was agonizingly slow, and the pegasus writhed and winced with every new addition to his clutch. Hercules brought his forehooves together, pinning Aurora down to one place. He was going to make sure all of his eggs made it in, one way or another.

The fifth egg’s assault on his prostate was one too many. His black dick flared, and a new stream of cum spurted out, adding to the sticky mess on Aurora’s chest. As soon as the pressure on his prostate relented, the sixth egg found it, sending a jolt of electricity through his crotch. He came again, painting his muzzle and lolling tongue once again, and then again with egg number seven.

The next two eggs sent similar zaps through his body, but nothing came from the tremoring flare. It was only when the tenth—and thankfully final—egg smashed into his prostate that his orgasm continued. Aurora moaned, euphoric, as load after load pulsed from his tip, spattering across the bed, over his face, into his chest fluff, and down the top of his belly. The musk of cum invaded his nostrils and he breathed deep, savoring it. It had never been so powerful before.

Hercules sighed gratefully and then stepped back. His cock tugged at Aurora’s ass as it pulled out. It released its grip on the warm wall around it and shot out with a heavy, empty noise, like air being forced through a water drain. A flood of the green cum that accompanied every egg poured out of Aurora’s gaping asshole and dribbled onto the floor, though no eggs came with them. The sheer size of them meant they had held fast to his internals, tucked snugly in place.

It took a long time for Aurora to recover. Kai climbed onto the bed while the pegasus caught his breath, snuggling up to his husband. Aurora looked over but could not see him; his eyes were blurry and unfocused, and his whole body throbbed. He felt like waves on an ocean, wiggling back and forth without moving. A tender, black hoof ran through Aurora’s spunk-covered mane, petting him.

“You alright, hon?”

Rhopal stepped up onto the bed on the side opposite Kai, holding a tall glass of punch. Kai lifted Aurora’s head while Rhopal pressed the glass to his lips, and the stallion drank slowly.

His stomach felt weird.

He drank some more of the juice, taking larger, braver sips. Each mouthful that went down his throat led to the same, strange feeling, however. His belly quivered. He frowned, curious more than concerned. Like much of today, it was a very alien sensation to him. He tried to sit further up in bed, and then sucked in a breath.

His stomach gurgled, then rumbled, loudly enough to silence the room of muttering changelings. As Aurora watched, a conga line of bright green glowing spots danced across his belly. His stomach sang then, the strange sensation exploding within him as it called out.

Glorp, glorp, glorpglorpglorpglorp… glorp.

The feeling immediately vanished, to be replaced instantly by a very very familiar one instead. He was suddenly quite full, as if he had just come from a large lunch.

“Fuck,” Kai swore, looking down at his partner’s gut. “I think they’re in your stomach.”

As if it had been waiting for those very words, Aurora’s cock pulsed out another couple spurts of cum.

He had fantasized about being this full before. Sometimes with cum, other times with eggs. As turned on as it had made him in the past, he never thought it would ever come true. The realism of the situation punched him straight in the face, and he dropped back to the mattress, woozy. Visions of tiny changelings danced about his head, of so many little ones to look after and take care of, to hold and to protect and to love. Oxytocin flooded his brain. He felt a warmth inside, one that contrasted strangely with the cold mass that filled him.

Kai frowned at his collapse though couldn’t help himself but smile as he saw the look of pure contentment on Aurora’s face.

“I’m full’a eggs, babe,” Aurora muttered to him, reaching a weak hoof up and brushing his cheek. “I’m pregnant with eggs. Eggnant,” he mumbled, and then laughed.

“You’re delusional. About time to head home, then?” Kai asked. There was no regret in his voice. If he felt bad about missing his chance to donate his own eggs to his husband, he did not show it. Right now, all he cared about was Aurora’s well being.

“Mhm,” Aurora said, though he quickly raised a hoof to pause everycreature. “Just after the next three contributors,” he sighed.

Kai started. “Whuh? Are you sure? There’s no room for anything else, hon!”

“I’ll make room,” Aurora whispered. He rubbed his belly with a soothing, circular motion. “I’m Eggdump, remember?”

Kai shook his head, though he was grinning as he got up off the bed. “You ponies are crazy,” he said.

Contributor thirteen, as if to apologize for the sheer brutality of Hercules’ size, went slow. Luckily Aurora’s ass had settled to a much more manageable, tight size by the time the changeling penetrated him, and he moaned and sighed with pleasure as if it hadn’t just been completely demolished.

When he finished, thirteen eggs bunched up against Hercules’ batch, and their combined presence managed to shove them further up Aurora’s butt. They, in turn, moved the rest of the parade of eggs, and Aurora’s stomach glorped a few more times. The changeling, now satisfied, gave the stretched belly before him a few pats in appreciation.

“Next, please,” Aurora panted, glad his stomach apparently had a bit more room.

The fourteenth changeling, a smaller, red and green colored one, almost looked reluctant to start. “They call me Critter,” he tittered. “It’s my first time.”

Aurora smiled warmly at him. “Just take your time and you’ll do great.”

Critter nodded nervously before hopping up onto the bed. He hugged Aurora’s lower body tightly, then realized to ease up as Aurora gasped sharply. Aurora’s cock had by now almost fully retracted into its sheath, but Critter squished it between his cool chitin and Aurora’s taut tummy, his smooth belly rubbing up and down it as he prepared to penetrate the pony below him. Slowly, reluctantly, begrudgingly, Aurora’s dick halted its retreat and began a plodding crawl back up his abdomen.

His testicles twanged with pain, practically threatening to quit if they were forced to pump out yet another load. In response, Aurora wrapped his arms around Critter and humped back at him, teasing his stallionhood out even more.

Critter went slow, but his session went fast. Only a few minutes had gone by of tender, awkward fucking before the changeling closed his eyes. “Ohh that feels… It feels… Hnnn…”

“Just relax and let it out,” Aurora coached him, clenching his ass around the ovipositor within him to help him along. “You got it.”

Critter gasped, shaking, and then whined softly as his legs and hips froze solid. He clenched his teeth as his eggs pumped out, wincing as they traveled down the shaft. Aurora grimaced. It must have been just as painful for them as it was pleasurable.

Critter’s eggs were smaller than the others, though not by much. They clumped together inside Aurora’s large intestine, unable to force the larger eggs from before any deeper. When the changeling pulled out, Aurora felt all thirteen of them settle in his rectum, the last egg sitting just inside his asshole.

“Thanks,” Critter said, blushing.

“No problem,” Aurora replied, but he was not really paying attention. His eyes settled onto his husband, who returned his gaze with an impish grin.

Kai sauntered over to Aurora without any prompting necessary, and planted himself squarely between the stallion’s legs. He grabbed each hock and spread them further apart, admiring the scenery before him.

Aurora’s lower parts were a mess. His flanks were soaked and matted with green goop. His normally-teal cutie mark practically glowed red from being smacked so many times throughout the night. Heavy balls, themselves slimed, clenched up tightly towards the black, veiny shaft. Beneath them his thick ponut winked at Kai, grasping desperately at the memory of a time it was once tightly closed.

Kai let go of Aurora’s legs, knelt down, and placed a small kiss on the gaping hole. He licked around it with his forked tongue for a brief moment, lapping up some of the changeling cum and cleaning the area—relatively speaking. That done, he stood himself up, stroked his ovipositor several times, and placed it against the glistening hole.

He paused, smirked, and then brought his own hoof down against the bruised cutie mark, earning a playful yelp from Aurora.

“You ready, babe?” Kai asked, staring down at his prize.

Aurora wiggled his butt and winked. “For you? Always.”

Kai nodded and began to ease himself forward. Aurora’s ring offered absolutely no resistance, but the row of eggs immediately inside were their own obstacle. Kai paid them no mind, penetrating Aurora steadily, first up to his medial ring, then beyond, then to the hilt, and even further still with an additional little hump to get himself situated.

The eggs, given no other option, marched onwards, first bunching up against and then propelling the larger eggs deeper inside. Only, there was no room for them deeper inside. His guts stretched, groaning their warnings as loudly as possible. His stomach squelched and grumbled as it reached its limit, the early sets of eggs breaching their way inside despite its resistance.

Fully embedded within Aurora, Kai slowly brought himself down onto him, his chest and stomach mashing Aurora’s stone-hard cock down into his beleaguered belly. Aurora urped and brought a hoof to his mouth. He was beyond feeling pain at this point. Every nerve in his body had had their chance to scream at him by now. Kai lowered himself more, flattening his partner’s stomach even more, leaning in closer and closer.

Were he not so numb with pleasure Aurora thought he might have passed out. Instead, love filled his brain at the sight of his husband so close, and as if he too were a changeling he felt drunk off of it.

Kai reached down and cradled Aurora’s head, then pulled it up to meet his. As their lips connected, Kai began to thrust, rotating his hips to grind against the stallion’s ass.

Aurora kissed back, wrapping his hooves under Kai’s wings and around his back, pressing his lips forward, mixing his tongue with his. He wished to push back against his husband’s member, to somehow get it even deeper inside, but the weight of all the eggs and the stallion on top of him pinned him down to the mattress.

They held like that for a full minute, Kai casually drilling into Aurora, Aurora’s belly bulged out to the sides, hard glowing lumps clear across the surface, his cock oozing precum from all the pressure inside and out.

When Kai pulled away, Aurora reached up at him yearningly. His stomach bounced back to shape as the weight on it lifted, sending tingles of relief through his skin. Kai kissed the head of Aurora’s cock, and then fully stood up, holding on to Aurora’s hindlegs.

Finally he pulled out somewhat, and the loss of a few inches of dick in his ass filled Aurora with longing. Kai answered that, snapping his hips forward, and then ground deeper into him again.

He withdrew further the next time but then drove forward even harder, bouncing Aurora and causing his guts to groan again. Content with that, Kai began to drill away at Aurora at that rhythm, his green eyes going fuzzy with pleasure and love. Aurora gasped and moaned and grunted with every collision of hip to ass. He kept his eyes open and locked onto Kai, waiting desperately for his climax. He needed these eggs inside him more than anything else. He would take a hard dicking for a year if he needed to for it.

Luckily, he didn’t need a year, only about ten minutes. Kai started to sway where he stood, his thrusts losing their rhythm and becoming awkward and staggered. He grinned dopily, totally lost in the sauce, practically drooling with each thrust.

“Hey hon,” Aurora whispered, his eyes twinkling.

“Yuh… yeah…?” Kai breathed, half paying attention.

“I love you,” Aurora said.

Kai exploded. The instant the words had registered in his mind, his rigid ovipositor opened up, almost doubling in size as a torrent of eggs raced down the length. He buried himself deep within Aurora, his legs almost giving out as the pent up eggs escaped from their prison and fled for warmer climates.

Aurora could hardly keep count as they inundated him, so rapidly they came he could barely feel their number against his ring. At eighteen he gave up, distracted by the sight of his belly. It ballooned up before him, obscuring the changeling behind it as the skin stretched and distended, drawn so unnervingly taut that it creaked like an old wooden floor.

Every second he felt he truly couldn’t take any more, and every second Kai proved him wrong. Somehow his stomach found the elasticity to expand even further, though it screamed at him that it couldn’t. Aurora didn’t care. If he burst, he would die happier than he had ever been before.

He did not pop, however. Eventually Kai’s protracted orgasm came to an end, and the final egg out of dozens forced its way inside. The changeling did not pull out, however, admiring the sight before him. Aurora’s cock was squished between his belly and Kai’s chest, angled so far forward by the bulging gut that it was aimed straight up. As tight as the fur around his abdomen was, dozens of glowing lumps were visible at the surface, eggs forced outwards with no where to go.

Kai prodded at one of these lumps, craning his neck to see Aurora’s face. Aurora did not cringe or cry, but simply dropped his head to the side as the pain culminated in one final orgasm.

He did not erupt like previously. Cum shot weakly out of his cock, running down the sides of his stomach. Soon the pulses were only strong enough to squeeze out the thick sticky substance, and it dripped down his head and along his still-twitching shaft. It was only after his flare started to subside, minutes later, when Kai gingerly pulled his ovipositor out.

Three heavy eggs dropped out after it, and Kai frowned. He picked one up, hefted it in his hoof, and then pressed it against Aurora’s asshole until it slipped back inside.

Aurora gasped and whined as the next two eggs were forcibly inserted as well, and writhed on the spot. Once secured, Kai leaned around the bloated pony and whispered into his ear.

“Keep these warm for me, will ya?”

“Uh-huh,” Aurora nodded, his tongue lolling.

Several minutes passed while Kai cleaned himself up and Aurora lay prone on the bed, his panting breaths drowned out by the symphony of gurgles and groans coming from his gut. None of the changelings from before had left, and Aurora drunkenly smiled. Even as used, as pathetic and embarrassed as he could be, stallions still stared at him with lust in their eyes. He weakly rubbed the side of his belly with pride. He felt sexier than ever before.

“So,” Kai chirped, coming around to the head of the bed. “Who wants to help me get this Eggdump home?”

All fourteen other changelings raised their hooves.

Epilogue

Somepony pounded at the door.

Aurora began to curse, but then cut himself off and changed to a different word midway through. He had been laying down on the floor, forelegs folded underneath himself, reading a book when the noise came, and struggled to lift himself up off the floor.

The dozens of baby changelings that giggled and crawled over him didn’t help matters, and he moved carefully, watching were his hooves landed within the crowd of lil’ ‘lings beneath him.

The door shook again with another round of knocking. Aurora could only laugh softly to himself.

“Dear, could you get that?” Kai called from the kitchen. “I’m feeding termites over here!”

Aurora laughed again, and then quickly—though cautiously—began to peel the changelings clinging to his wings off. “One moment!” he shouted at the door, setting one of the black bugs down. “You are not helping,” he said to another changeling, who giggled in response and then crawled off his wing joint.

Finally free enough of his swarm, he took off into the air, soaring over the sea of insect ponies that filled their living room floor. A particularly large mound of them lay piled up in front of the television, watching an episode of My Little Monkeys. Aurora picked up the remote as he soared over and turned down the volume.

The door knocked once more by the time Aurora had gotten to it. He cracked it open and looked outside, and then pulled it open fully, sidling some changelings near his legs backwards from the opening.

“Hi,” he smiled, peeling one more crawling infant off his cheek and onto the floor. “Welcome to the colony,” he joked, looking around behind him.

The adult changeling at the door only chuckled. “Good day. I’m Mr. Ermite with the Department of Changeling Affairs,” he introduced himself. “I assume you were expecting me?”

Aurora laughed. “It must look like we weren’t, but I promise you we knew.”

Mr. Ermite smiled in response. “They can be a little much to handle, even for us. We’ve come prepared, at least,” he said, stepping aside to indicate a bus-like carriage with cloud wheels parked behind him, and several staffers beside. “We have something for you, as well.”

“Oh?” Aurora asked, stepping to the side as Kai buzzed over and landed next to him, cradling a changeling in one hoof and holding a bottle filled with honey in the other.

A staffer walked up to the door and handed over a large gift basket, full of chocolates and bath luxuries. “A token of our thanks, to you.”

“Oh, how lovely!” Aurora exclaimed, grabbing the basket and setting it on a small stand beside the door. “Does every participant get these?” he asked, eyeing the contents. It seemed a pricey gift for a government organization.

“Only those who break previous records,” he answered, before bowing and then stepping back to make room for Mr. Ermite. “Thanks again,” he called over his shoulder as he walked away.

Aurora beamed, and he nuzzled against Kai’s chin. “It was a pleasure helping. These last two weeks have been hectic, but lovely. Oh, where are my manners? Come in, come in!”

Mr. Ermite lifted up into the air, his translucent green wings fluttering loudly. “Cheers. I hope you didn’t get too attached to them,” he sighed, offering a half-hearted smile at them. “They needed the time for their chitin to harden enough, but now they can travel they must be raised in a hive.”

“Oh, absolutely, we understand,” Kai answered, lifting up a group of babies and setting them down on top of another to make room to land. As soon as he did, the displaced children started to laugh and shriek and climb up his legs. He ignored them. “Though I can’t say I didn’t enjoy my time with the little scamps.”

“We were actually wondering,” Aurora mentioned as he flew the gift basket into the kitchen, “what the process for fostering them once they’re done with their education is.”

Mr. Ermite pushed his round glasses up his muzzle, bit his lip, and tilted his head back. “I think that can definitely be arranged. It’s a volunteer system, of course. No changeling need leave the hive if they do not wish to. But some children are restless and wish to see more of Equestria.”

Aurora nodded. “Sounds good. We’ll stop by the department next week for whatever we need to do to start that process.”

“Excellent, sir,” Mr. Ermite said, directing the staffers in and about the room. While Aurora and Kai watched, they began to gather and haul out batches of changelings from the house, filing them into the carriage. Aurora frowned, and sighed. He knew this day would come, and knew that none of these changelings were technically his. Well, maybe three dozen were Kai’s specifically, but once they entered the hive they would become part of it. Still though, his heartstrings tugged at him. Kai seemed to sense this, and rubbed Aurora’s withers.

“Don’t worry, babe. We’ll get to raise our own soon.”

“Thanks, hon.”

Half an hour later, the house had been cleared of every child within it. The staffers did one last inspection, looking under couch cushions and behind drapes, but the number they had collected matched the one Aurora provided for how many he had laid. With that done, the government employees shuffled out, waving goodbye to the somber couple. Mr. Ermite made his way out too, but then paused at the door.

“You know,” he said casually, looking back at the pegasus with a sly expression, “You’re always welcome to sign up for the Surrogacy Program again.”

“Oh, I’m aware,” Aurora replied, grinning into Kai’s eyes as he did so. “I’m already booked for my next session.”