End of an Era: The Upheaval

Chrysalis returned to the showers alongside Trixie, Lavender, Fuchsia, and the sons of Sombra. The witches allowed their robes to pool once more at their feet. “Acolytes,” said Trixie to a number of cultists on watch. “Make certain our new guests behave, will you? At the first sign of treachery, feel free to torche them! But you will behave, won't you?” Shadow Haze, Bane, and Gloom nodded. “Good! Because I'm sure there's plenty of mare pussy here you'd like to help yourselves too! But be sure not to harm them.” With that said, all of them wandered into the showers, where an orgy continued without end. Thankful she hadn't missed all the action, Chrysalis spread an evil smile.

“Dibs on the ex-queen,” rasped Bane, who trundled over to Cadance, brushed aside the pack of stallions she currently serviced, and mounted her, as she moaned and came upon his entry. The mutant hammered into her without mercy, her heart-shaped cheeks clapped into submission.

“Yes! Ruin all my holes!” The venom eroded every last inhibiton Cadance ever maintained, as she'd often fantasized that her whole nation would line up and fuck her absolutely senseless. The stallions, who'd usually cower before a rhino beetle, helped stuff her royal throat and fill her palms, as she reached out and stroked them off, while her aura vibrated to stimulate her empty asshole.

“What a slut,” rasped Bane, thankful that she, too, could comfortably take his beastly size.

“Damn. I'm the only one who hasn't had a taste of Cadance's sweet pussy yet,” lamented Gloom, who looked between all the available mares, hopeful he could find another to safely take him all.

Glares met him when Chrysalis saw his eyes pass over her. “Don't even think about it. You already had your fill of me, loser. And I'm afraid I've learned how to immunize myself to Protoquen venom, so don't expect me to submit like all these lowly, peasant sluts around us!”

Grumbles rose from Gloom, who instead picked a former crystal mare guard, somewhat of a rarity despite no laws against females in the military service here. He was happy to top the drugged-up bitch, to put her in her place and let all his stress out on her, reminded of how many of his brothers had been slain in his father's downfall. Joyous wails rose from the toned mare as he humped her deep as he dared, forced to take it slower and more careful than he'd like so he wouldn't split her.

Haze tried to take a more thoughtful approach. At least the aphrodisiacs didn't seem to dull the minds of him and his brothers much, since the mutant bodies also carried a certain amount of resistance, albeit it had left all three of the beetles painfully erect as their shafts throbbed for release. His concern was more about what Trixie shared, that their minds would devolve over time.

He didn't want to die a prisoner in this wretched flesh! But what else could they do now...?

Grunts escaped him when the musk of his fertile precum drew a number of mares to him, which he realized were Ocelus and the pair of coral pink crystal mares that she'd taken her new likeness from. On their knees, they beset his monstrous bitch-tamer, lapped at the dollops of precum that pulsed from his tip and slid down the pony-insect hybrid shaft, as it spurted precum all over their faces and tits.

A shame Ocellus was trapped this way. He could've milked her lust venom and weaponized it!

Nonetheless, he helped himself to their bodies, as he pressed Ocellus onto her back and buried his dick in her cunt. She mewled and wrapped her limbs around him, as her 'cutie mark' resonated with the brands that tattooed the hips and buttocks of Foal-Bearer and Wet Nurse, their pleasures amplified while the sisters furiously masturbated amidst desperate moans and moist schlicks.

“You're next,” he rasped to the slutty sisters, as they winked their pussies in anticipation, and felt his phantom cock fill them deep each time his measured strokes mashed his tip on Ocellus' cervix. Ocellus cast back her head and arched her buxom breasts, as her snatch drooled over her rectum.

By this point, some of the stallions were tapped out, as even with the venom's help a number of them couldn't release more than half-a-dozen times before their climaxes turned dry, or in some cases, painful. Guards, soldiers, and Wonderbolts tended to have far more stamina than civilians.

Without taboos to hold them back, lewd curiosity overtook the studs. Thunder Storm swept Moonlight into his powerful arms, lifted one of her feet, and rested it over a broad shoulder when he drove into her cunt. He played with a tit and buttock when he pounded her sideways and whispered into her ear, “Can't believe my boy hasn't put a few foals in this hot little oven.”

“W-we finally made love a few times,” she slurred with a moan as she bl;ushed and took his cock.

“Your daughter's nice and tight too,” said Fiery, who'd been Lightning over, pulled her arms behind her by the wrists, and savagely railed her with a grimace. Her plumage feathered out side, taken to the core each time the beefy, mustard stallion conquered her cunt with his own cock.

Midnight couldn't even speak, ridden by his mother, Snowy, while Moonflower's buns spread around his snout, surrounded it in warmth as he inhaled the scent of her pussy and devoured it while he squeezed her buttocks. Driven by a hyper-stallion's instincts to dominate and spread their seed, he'd made sure to cum deep inside every mare that was close to him, to claim them as his own. As Snowy mounted and bounced on him, she and Moonflower kissed above the stud.

He'd bulked up a tiny bit more with each mare he bred, almost able to match his father in size now. Instinct told him to shoot his load into every female here, in an attempt to override their seed with his own, which was now far more virile, but those closest to him pulled him back for another ride.

“Looks like we're stuck with the leftovers,” muttered Fuchsia, as the trio of witches stared at a number of unconscious stallions, as more-and-more mares were forced to share what was left a few at a time, wait their turn, or make love to each other. She rubbed her own slit in a frenzy, her pussylips stretched and mashed with a snarl, as she asked, “Shouldn't we prepare for the war?”

“W-we are,” replied Lavender, who rubbed her twat too. “Our order partly runs on lust!”

“Indeed,” said Trixie, who tweaked her tasty twat and tits. “The lust we induce empowers our masters! We live and die to serve them! So this does serve a higher purpose to our cause!”

“T-too bad that hyper-stud can't impregnate us,” whined Lavender, who blushed and huffed while the circles of witches played with themselves faster-and-faster, and released spatters of their lust which mixed and pooled on the floor, as they played with their tits and stimulated each other's assholes with their auras, their rectums spread wide, filled with translucent horsecock contructs.

“Doesn't mean we can't fuck him anyway,” said Fuchsia. “If those dumb bitches ever climb off him!” The stud, who'd creampied his mom, had the mares switch places atop him, Snowy's cunt cleaned by licks from Moonflower, who suked his load out and swallowed before they sat down.

Moonflower rubbed Middy's chest and whimpered, “Give my little Moonie a brother or sister!”

Snowy's own wide ass rode her son's face, and squeaked in surprise when a hand rested on her lower back, forced her forward, and Night Blade's fleshy sword sank into her unprotected sphincter, as her own voluminous cheeks clapped from his thrusts, and her teardrop breasts were groped by him. At this point, Thunder and Fiery had also exchanged Moonlight and Lightning, both mares locked in a mating press when their ankles were held around their heads and they were pounded into the wet floors to a chorus of moans. Time-after-time, horsecocks slammed into their cunts and wombs.

Chrysalis turned her own attention once more to Shining Armor, who was all too eager to drive his dick into his new queen. “Worship me,” she demanded, and their snouts connected while he lifted her up and slammed into her, her shapely ass slapped into the shower's wet walls.

Perhaps she'd let him fertilize her own next clutch. Maybe see if she could take all the cocks of the 'Four Swords into her cunt at once, and let a soupy mix of their sperm inseminate her!

She let him fuck her in front of Cadance, not that the love queen cared in her entranced state, happy to let any stallion, mare, or even those mutants run a train on her. Chrysalis would also order Cadance to crawl around and lick up any missed cum, which she happily obeyed.

“Get over here 'Four Swords',” commanded Chrysalis, where the rest of studs obeyed, Shining Armor's creampie fresh in her ravaged cunt. “Go ahead. 'Knight' your former queen!” Cadance, on her knees, was surrounded by her their fleshy swords, which rubbed across her stained features, slid into her slick palms, Fier's driven into her throat as they started to have their way with her.

The dark queen shifted her body, so that a pair of twin horse-and-insect hybrid cocks rose from her, when she slid behind Cadance and helped herself to her breedable holes. Guardsmen that weren't passed out formed a circle around her and jerked off, ready to submerge her in another bukkake, to mark and claim her. While Fiery's fists tightened in her mane while he ruthlessly facefucked her, and matched the pace Chrysalis set to ruin her holes, he'd sometimes weaken his hold. That allowed Cadance to suck off more of the stallions, to savor the flavor of their precum which she swished.

They smeared themselves across her face, all over her body, and a couple of them managed to slide their cocks between her titties, which she bunched up with her elbows to better squeeze the precum-slicked titflesh around them while she rubbed more presented dicks. She inhaled their musk, her entire world one of massive horsedick, while she winked uncontrollably.

Awash in the love queen's deluge of lewd nectar, Chrysalis rained her palms down with a sharp clap on the ex-queen's heart-shaped buttocks. “That's it, you pathetic slut! Squirt all over me! Scream and moan! I'm sure you've fantasized about the hard cocks of every stud here deep inside you!”

Cadance simply nodded with a dark blush, fuzzy-headed, the two mares knelt in a pool of her own lust which she drooled out. She wanted to share the love with all her ponies, hearts in her hazy eyes, and saw that ahead of her, the beetle mutants helped themselves to the wrecked pussies of the twins and Ocellus, their cutie marks ablaze as they squealed out their euphoria, conquered by the beasts.

Midnight continued to sample his childhood friend, her mom, his own mother, and twin sister, who all prostrated themselves for him. The pegasus knight wished he had more than one dick himself so they wouldn't have to take so many turns...and a potion levitated over to him by Trixie made his wish come true when he drank it, and a temporary second horsecock popped out.

It would dissolve eventually and burn out his reserves faster, not that he worried about it in the moment, as he drove himself into the more youthful mares at once, with a playful slap on the asses of the moms to remind them they were next in line. Cadance drooled around the horsecock in her own mouth, drawn back to the hyper-stud's, aware that he'd made a fine 'Fifth Sword' someday...!

Her uterus and belly swelled with the fresh loads fired up her ass and cunt. Drank down Fiery's load, as more painted her face and all over her body, her outstretched plume included. Her own desires were fulfilled when Fuchsia and Lavender shared more potions with the slumped about stallions to renew them, and they stirred back to their feet, ready to cum in and on their beloved queen!

But eventually, they would all tire, too. Chrysalis would have them all cleaned up, then returned to their rooms, any memories of what had happened here blurred, like some distant dream, after the venom wore off. Once more, seated on her throne, Chrysalis peered into her crystal ball, her enemies so close to their territory now they were practically on her doorstep. With the cult's aid, she'd have quite a show prepared for them, a final celebration before they too would fall!

*****

The would-be revolutionaries made camp a safe distance from the Crystal Empire. Their last stop, before the final march into the Crystal Empire, where it would be too late to turn back.

They took shelter in the woods, far away from any changeling pits they'd seen. The moon was out, in a crescent shape, which reminded Panna of a brooch in her mane, which she caressed. Gifted by her brother Cornelius, a constant reminder of him. Since the laughter, claps, and cheers of her companions made it clear they weren't worried about how much noise they stirred up, she took out her ocarina and played a melancholy tune, reminded of a misspent youth as a common thief.

“It's pretty,” said Chezka, as the centaur sat near her friend. She, too, reminisced about what little she knew about her own path. She couldn't remember a family of her own, as she'd lived a lonely life in the wilds of her world, a huntress who'd endured each day in a fierce battle for survival. When she'd met the Amazon Tribe, it suited her skills perfectly, and the sisterhood welcomed and accepted her. Satisfied by her new life, she'd dedicated herself to the cause, and to Panna.

They watched a campfire crackle in the distance, where Cerise and Beatrix danced some more, surrounded by minotaurs that clapped and whistled. Moon Hammer and Redrum shared a drink, while Zafire Heart also sat in to watch the show, as more bulls and Amazons kept watch.

Even the demons savored the atmosphere, as they reveled in the darkness and the chaotic cheer around the camp. What started as a friendly skirmish between 'sisters' turned into a wilder, drunken brawl, which forced Bellatrix to intervene before one of them killed another. Yet the succubus decided to work this into their training as she joined in, although in a more composed manner, as she offered to take them all on by their lonesome. Grins crossed their faces as they attacked.

For the most part, they lacked strategy, driven more by instinct and bloodlust as they attempted to overwhelm her with sheer brute force. Sanguine proved the most brutal warrior of the bunch, like she'd anticipated, at the forefront of the attack, while like she suspected Xanadu took the most cautious approach, as the sorceress succubus tried to pelt her with blackish-purple flames. However, Nymphette and Kismet were quicker learners than she'd assumed, as they tried to double-team her from behind with a sneak attack. Bella maneuvered away, impressed when they almost scored a hit.

“You're still amateurs...but you've improved a lot in a short amount of time,” admitted Bella, who'd taken to the skies. “I'm proud of you all, and will always love you like my own children.”

It wasn't like her to be so sappy. But she feared some of them could be lost in the war ahead.

Another woman's voice called, “Maybe you need to take your lessons to the next level?” Zafire, who could only watch Cerise and Beatrix dance for so long before she was too worked up, instead sought out a different sort of entertainment, the Amazon Queen still naked except for her war paint all over, her flaccid horsecock like another limb when it swayed below. “How about it? Overcome me, and I'll show you how to unlock a new level of power. Fail, and I'll have my way with you all.” What she didn't tell them was either way, the bet would end in sex, confident that surely, despite her failures to unlock Panna's and Chezka's true power, this would be different!

“Sounds like either way you win,” countered Bella, who nonetheless stroked her chin, intrigued by the contest. “But very well, I have no problem with that. How do the rest of you feel?”

“Bring it on,” said Sanguine, who pounded a fist to her chest. Her eyes were drawn to the crystal alicorn's horsecock with a lick of her chops. “Hell, pride aside, I'm almost ready to throw the match! Girls, look at that massive bitch-breaker, and it's not even hard yet! We have to taste it!”

“I can't deny that,” confessed Xanadu in her low, sultry voice. “But I don't intend to lose!”

“Me either,” added Nymphette, a hand on her thin hip. “Let's whip her sorry ass!”

“This'll be fun,” said Kismet. “And we'll be able to face her beside our mistress! Woohoo!”

Zafira chuckled, which shook her heavy breasts. “Excellent! But I have a condition. Since my most vulnerable parts are out in the open...” She slowly brushed her hands over her tits, down her hips, and brushed her penis and testicles. “I want to face all five of you fully naked, too!”

With a shrug Bellatrix said, “That doesn't bother me whatsoever. Nudity is a demon's natural state, especially a sex demon, like us succubi. I warred with other devils for over a thousand years in the Necronomicon without a stitch on.” She ripped her leather bikini off, with a bounce of her assets.

Her minions followed suit, their own attire discarded to flaunt their own supple bodies.

“Don't rush in-” Yet it was too late, as Bella's followers sprang into action, and a bemused Zafira knocked down Sanguine, the first to reach her, with an uppercut. The warrior devil growled and wiped her split lip, instantly back on her hooved feet, while Nymphette and Kismet repeated their trick of a back-attack, which the alicorn deflected with a shield her horn raised, much the same way she deflected the fireballs that Xanadu tossed her way. “Damn it!” Bella flew in to support them.

Zafire evaded most of the she-devil's slashes, but one raked across her breast, and the war paint over her torso shimmered to protect her, its color mildly dulled as the powerful blow weakened the enchantment. “Finally, a real challenge! But I'm afraid you're no match for me.” Bellatrix may have a thousand years of experience behind her...but that paled next to the ancient alicorn queen.

“You're quite confident,” said Bella, as the Amazon Queen released an arcane storm.

“And you're fucked,” taunted Zafira, as the mystical wave bowled over and tossed about the other demons, while she seized Bella by the waist from behind and pulled her in close, and her horsecock bobbed to erectness in anticipation to fuck them all, her shaft pushed over Bella's pussylips, forced to part a little and drip over her precum-stained flare and vein-covered tool. Groans rose from Bella, who thrashed in her arms but was unable to break free as a hand cupped one of her tits.

“I'm...not beaten yet,” hissed the she-demon.

“Submit,” whispered Zafira into her ear, as she toyed with her titty, driven to try and seduce the sex demon. She wouldn't take her by force...but she'd happily wear down her defenses, make her surrender to the pleasures of the flesh, conquer and dominate her until she fully surrendered.

Her aura applied pressure to the rest of the succubi, weighed down by gravity from her telekinesis which pressed down on them. At the same time, the Amazon's own toned bulk pushed down on Bella, who was forced down onto all fours, Zafira mounted atop her, the meaty pills still mashed upon the she-devil, ready to take her. Her hands pressed over Bella's to pin them there, while the feathered tips of her plume rubbed circles around Bella's areola, pulled and tweaked her nipples.

“Can't...let the mistress down...!” Nymphette tried to crawl on her hands and knees.

“But she's way too powerful,” whined Kismet, who'd also risen to sit. “What can we do?”

“Double-down!” Xanadu opened her palms, and released a concentrated wave of darkness. The beam struck Zafire from the side, and burned cold when it knocked her off-balance. With the queen's concentration broken, all of them were able to rise and renew their assault.

“Teamwork,” howled Sanguine, who bit into the alicorn's ankle. The weakened demons struck back with Bellatrix, who'd slipped out of Zafira's hold after the queen had been blasted. Zafire, who'd held back quite a bit until now, decided she would reveal more of her true power to them.

Of course, she still couldn't go all-out, or else she'd kill them! Nonetheless, she felt so alive whenever she warred or fucked, thankful that Bellatrix proved a worhty opponent.

Chunks of brimstone swamped in hellfire were summoned by Bella, and tossed at the Amazon Queen, who raised her mystic shield to deflect them and Xanadu's coldfire. Grunts escaped her when Sanguine's fist connected with her balls, as even the magic tattoos couldn't fully dull the pain. “Okay...you asked for it!” She seized the warrior demon, and tossed her into Xanadu.

Sensing another attempt at a sneak attack from behind, Zafira's wings scooped up Nymphette and Kismet, and cracked their skulls together, the she-demons slumping unconscious as she dropped them. Her toned arms deflected the swipes of Bella's claws, back to a one-on one-fight. She couldn't deny Bella was incredibly skilled...but unlike the succubus, the Amazon Queen lived and breathed war. Her own punches and kicks battered at Bella, forced back by the barrage of blows. “Give up,” she demanded, as she knocked Bella on her ass, then pressed her foot to her throat.

Bella heaved her breasts, soaked in sweat, when the bottom of Zafira's foot pressed her neck to the foot and applied a little pressure, which choked her. She tapped Zafire's ankle. “I...I yield.”

Zafria withdrew, and offered a hand, which Bella accepted. “You put on a nice show. All of you.”

“Thank you. But we all obviously have much to learn,” admitted Bella.

“No hard feelings, I hope?” The other succubi shot Zafire dirty looks and hisses, but a glare from their mistress shut them down. “It wasn't a fair contest, even with how much I held back. I do have thousands of years worth of experience. I may even rival Celestia herself!” She rested a hand over her heart and beamed with pride. “I can see the potential in all of you. And would like to awaken it!”

“Let me guess. With your cock,” assumed Bellatrix, who approached and ran a finger from the hilt to the tip of the shaft, which tickled and hardened it a little, a dollop of precum left on Bella's fingertip, which she tasted. “Mmm. I can't deny it's potent. Virile. And your musk is more powerful than any stud I've ever met. Yes, I'm sure numerous, fertile women would happily spread themselves open for you. But we are sex demons, and I can't deny this exchange wouldn't be one-sided, even if you aren't able to further empower us. I'm all for it, as we decided for the contest.”

Any resentment the succubi held turned to curiosity and arousal when they saw Zafira's crystal pillar harden and bob, smeared in l;ubrication. This time, they tackled the Amazon Queen for a different reason, determined to take that thick, powerful horsecock inside them first.

“You'll all have your turn,” assured Zafira, whose palms wandered all over them. Luckily, since they were already nude, she was afforded easy access. Yet she staked her claim on their mistress first, her meaty bitch-tamer driven into Bella's cunt after she mounted her once more on all fours.

Bella lost all sense of her usual, superior dignity when the bitch-breaker properly started to drill into her core. She howled in bliss, subsumed by her succubus instincts, her pussy wetter and hotter than it had been in some time. She rocked beneath Zafira, each time her cock carved deeper into her.

Around Bella, her succubi formed a circle and furiously masturbated to the ravishment of their mistress, shamelessly moaned and baptized the couple in lewd sprays from their abused squelches. The music of playful squeaks and squelches met their ears as they played with themselves.

Zafira triumphantly towered over Bella while she reared up and fucked her into the dirt, eager for a turn with each of them. The muscular Sanguine, the voluptuous Xanadu, the nubile physiques of Nymphette and Kismet. She licked her chops, prepared to pump her massive loads into their fertile wombs. She took her hard and fast, certain such an awesome she-demon could handle her!

“Don't...stop,” wheezed Bella, as she took a massive cock which split her open, over-and-over.

“Settle down bitch,” playfully taunted Zafira, who sharply spanked her ass, aware that the succubus usually wouldn't let anyone top her. But she'd won full access to all their fuckable holes in a contest of strength! One which she wouldn't waste, determined to fuck her seed and power into all of them. Her palms smacked Bella's asscheeks, while her plume tips played with her heavy titties. She was rewarded when Bella's cunt clenched around her cock, and sprayed its lust all over her.

Bella couldn't remember the last time she'd felt this full. Since the succubus was a shape-shifter, she could conform herself to whatever cocks she took into her, and milk them for all they were worth. Her spaded tail snaked up, and thrust deep into her own puckered asshole for further stimulation. Before her, Nymphette pressed her vulva into her face, and she started to eat her minion out.

She slithered her tongue into her depths. Licked at her folds, and drank up her feminine nectar. Each time her cheeks were clapped, she hissed and clawed into the dirt while she ass-fucked herself.

Unfortunately, Zafira didn't have all night to spend on her, not when she wanted to breed the rest of the succubi before dawn broke. “Here it comes!” Slammed balls deep into her, she fired off her first load of many. Bella moaned louder, continuously, her belly swollen as she was filled up. She drank down more of Nymphette's messy squirts, which saturated her features as they rode out a shared climax. The watchers burned with lust, desperate to take their own turns with the alicorn.

The Amazon Queen licked her lips. They'd soon be in for the ride of a lifetime...