As soon as he woke up, Sprout’s morning routine did as it had done for many months now. Waking up, he finds a number of mares and milk ponies in his massive bed, many of which he didn’t even remember fucking the night before. Crawling and sneaking out of bed, he would make his way to his luxurious bath, where his beautiful attendants would lather him up, rubbing him down, and scrub him before they would take turns cleaning every inch of his throbbing, morning wood. After that, he would eat a breakfast fit for a king, with at least one of his maids sucking his cock while he ate. As well as this, he would eat with at least one, or most of the members of his herd, all of which loved to tease and flirt with him. Each wanted to have a piece of their stud stallion. Normally, Sprout would be more than happy to fuck them all day, but things have changed.
In the last month and a half, since meeting, and fucking Zecora, Sprout has officially become the ruler of the three kingdoms. He was elected Mayor of Maretime Bay, Queen’s Consort of Zephyr Heights, and Leader of Bridlewood. This meant he had far more responsibilities than ever before. Though he had plenty of ponies eager to do the day to day stuff, which gave him time to fuck any slut he wanted, the historic rediscovery of the Zebras ushered in a new and spectacular era in Equestrian history. Zecora, having found her kind, was elevated to their representative to the rest of Equestria, joining the ranks of the three pony kingdoms. And while she was excited to finally be with her kind, Zecora’s loyalties were to Sprout and Sprout alone. So when she was asked to bring the zebras into the fold of things, she brewed potions with Opaline without hesitation.
It was a quick transition, with the entire zebra population being converted to the worship of Sprout within a few weeks. The mares had been turned into loyal and obedient breeding sluts, while the stallions, though slightly resistant at first, one by one were converted into milk ponies, who were just as eager and ravenous for Sprout’s cock. And with the zebras converted to the new way of things, potion production reached points that even Opaline didn’t think possible. Zecora and her kind were well renowned for their potion making skills, rivaling the magics of the other ponykind, and what could produce was remarkable. Not only was the conversion from stallion to milk pony made even smoother, but their udders were made more sensitive, producing more milk, and were even more constantly aroused, as well as making them even more fertile.
Other potions the zebras introduced, that Sprout’s herd was thankful for, was a series of brews that made the stallion’s body slowly, but permanently grow. Before long, he became even bigger than Opaline, and his cock reflected this growth. Now, he was made even bigger than any stallion in Equestrian history. Even the fact that his cock was consider too big for the average mare wasn’t an issue, as there were potions that made mares flexible, to help them get used to his new size, and before long, he was able to fuck any of his mare and milk pony sluts. Zecora was always happy to visit Sprout again to deliver more potions, always ending with the two of them fucking, along with the half dozen zebra whores she would bring with her. Every visit would end in another intense pregnancy.
As he was eating his meal, Sprout smiled at his loving herd that were eating with him. Zipp and Pipp were pregnant with his next foals, eagerly eating the delicious meal in front of them. Izzy and Misty were also pregnant, with Hitch now sporting a foal’s baby bump. But for whatever reason, Sunny and Opaline were not at breakfast. Halfway through his meal, he looked about, waiting for the two to show up, as they sometimes were late, but by the time the food was nearly gone, and neither of them came, Sprout raised a curious eyebrow to it. The others didn’t even seem to notice, or care if they did, only having friendly conversation amongst themselves. But when the maids came to clear the dirty dishes, the stallion couldn’t hold in his curiosity anymore.
“So…where’s Sunny? Where’s Opaline?” Sprout asked, looking at the others. “Do any of you know where they are?”
“I think they’re working on some project.” Misty said, taking one more drink of her glass of juice before a maid took the empty glass. “Something about a surprise for you. But I don’t know what.”
“Oh? Well, if it’s a surprise, I don’t wanna spoil it.” Sprout said, accepting this answer without question. “I’ll just wait to see whatever they have planned.”
Deep within the long forgotten caves, Sunny and Opaline looked at the statue prison of Cozy Glow and Chrysalis. When the unicorn first heard of this, she was ecstatic, eager to see if what the alicorn said was true. As a fanatic for the ancient histories, Sunny was left speechless at the sight of these long forgotten enemies. Opaline wasn’t as eager, but she needed the unicorn to look at something. Chrysalis’ portion of the statue was cracking. Not in a way that implied any danger to the changeling, but the opposite. The cracks were implying that she was slowly but surely breaking free. Sunny examined it over and over again, but was always left confused as to why the crack was forming.
“Anything this time?” Opaline asked, watching as Sunny was finishing her examination. “The crack is getting bigger. Not quickly, but it’s still getting bigger.”
“I can’t really tell, but I have a few guesses.” Sunny said, looking back to the alicorn. “According to most of the information I have on changelings, they can disguise themselves using a strange form of non-pony magic, and feed on love. But as for why this statue is cracking, maybe the spell placed on them is fading? It has been a long, long, long time after all.”
“That is a possibility, this prison was crafted using the magic of the alicorns, and discord at once. So it wouldn’t surprise me if it lasted this long.” Opaline said, then sighed a little. “And you’re only partially correct. Changelings can feed on all ranges of emotions, but love seems to give them the greatest nutritional needs.”
“I see…” Sunny said, pondering to herself for a moment before an idea crossed her mind. “If they can feed on emotions, like a predator, then wouldn’t that mean they have the capability to sense emotions?”
“Yes, that would make sense. It’s how they would probably locate their best targets.” Opaline replied, trying to follow Sunny’s thought process. “What of it?”
“Well, Equestria has been filled with possibly more love than ever before.” Sunny explained, gesturing to the slowly growing crack. “Perhaps, because there is just so much more love around, that it is seeping into the weakening prison?”
“That would make sense.” Opaline commented, rubbing her chin a little. “Then that means it’s only a matter of time before she breaks free.” She started to sweat a little nervously. “And if it has been as long as it has, then she will be a ravenous plague upon Equestria. We need to think of something.”
“Well, I think I have something in mind.” Sunny commented, smiling a little. “While Chrysalis will be strong, she will no doubt be much weaker than when she was first imprisoned. So Sprout should be able to defeat her.”
“As much of a breeding stud as he is, do you really want to risk Sprout over this?” Opaline asked, raising a more judgemental eyebrow to the mare. “He’s been getting bigger and stronger, but I would not leave anything to chance.”
“I understand your concern, and I know this is a massive risk and gamble.” Sunny said, maintaining a loving smile as she thought of her lover. “But I’m confident Sprout can handle her. And we’ll be there to help him.”
“Well naturally. A loyal mare should always be by her stallion’s side.” Opaline commented, only to sigh again. “But fine, we’ll go along with your plan. If Chrysalis is to break free, then we’ll need to lay the right bait and trap for her. And we’ll be sure to take every precaution to make sure Sprout is safe.”
“Agreed.” Sunny smiled, shaking Opaline’s hoof in acknowledgement. “Now, let’s get to planning.” The alicorn only playfully rolled her eyes, not wanting to show the unicorn her real feelings.
Several long days, and many short weeks passed before the estimated time had come. Chrysalis’ prison had weakened too much, and the cracks about her body were spread so far, she would be free at any moment. As part of their plan, Sunny would be the one to greet the changeling, but with her would be a special potion brewed by Zecora and Opaline, one that held a concentrated dosage of love. It wouldn’t be nearly enough to satiate the ravenous monster’s hunger, but it would be enough to bring her back to any sense of sanity after being without her meals for so long. Sitting in the forgotten cave, the earth mare was somewhat nervously pacing, expecting this changeling to burst free at any moment.
“Almost time…” Sunny muttered nervously to herself, seeing the last of the changeling’s stone body being covered in cracks. Looking at the rest of the statue, she was grateful that Opaline had managed to remove Cozy Glow’s portion of it from the whole, ensuring her survival, should anything happen. A loud, distinct cracking sound echoed, shaking the mare from her thoughts. Swallowing the last of her worries, she nodded to herself, keeping the potion close to her. “Here it comes.”
There was a sound, not a low groan or growl, but a dull, dim buzzing sound. Like numerous insects going off at the same time. Looking on with worry and fear, Sunny’s eyes widened as the cracks slowly gave off a glow. Dim at first, but this putrid green glow slowly became brighter, and brighter, and brighter, until finally the light was almost blinding. The buzzing grew louder, almost deafening, but then another sound was joined; hissing. It was savage, wild, and sent a shiver down Sunny’s spine. But it was when the stone covered head moved, it was a slow movement, but the way the eyes seemed to give off their own glow as well. The mare felt her blood freezing in her veins. After a few, what felt like eternal, moments, she was free, Queen Chrysalis walked the world of Equestria once again.
Sunny trembled, unable to hide or hold back her fear of this great monster. She had read stories, had found lost archives in the ruins of Canterlot about this former monarch, but to see her standing there, nothing could’ve fully prepared her for this. Chrysalis’ eyes looked about, the ever faint, almost wet sound of her eyes darting about the place. It was like she wasn’t fully capable of sight, which was only further proven when she started sniffing at the air. Covering her mouth with her hoof, Sunny tried to steady her breathing, not giving herself away. But when she did, she let out a small whimper. Immediately, Chrysalis’ head shifted to turn to face her, making an eerie, scary creaking, cracking sound as she seemed to be regaining her vision.
“You…I smell you…I smell…fear…curiosity…” Chrysalis said, her voice was like that of a poison on the wind, making Sunny almost feel ill from breathing it in. She then sniffed again, and again. “I also smell…love?! Yes, yes, that smell, that delicious smell.” Her mouth started to drip with drool. “You have love, a great amount of love, and I will feed on it.” But just as she was about to pounce and devour every ounce of love in Sunny, the mare grabbed at the potion.
“Wait! I have this for you!” Sunny said, presenting the potion to the changeling. “I brought a potion of highly concentrated love. Please, drink this.” Chrysalis paused, curiously staring at the bottle before sniffing at it.
Immediately, she grabbed it with her magic, eyes darting open and she chugged this bottle as if she had never drank a thing in her life. As she drank, her body seemed to be getting fuller. Like while imprisoned, she had been slowly starving to death, or maybe the imprisonment would slow this process down, or paused it and now was catching up to her? Magic of this kind was impossible to fully understand, but for the time being, it looked like Chrysalis was being content with what this potion had. So much so, that even when finished, she flicked her elongated tongue to lick about every inch of the bottle until it was cleaned. Once downing the last drops, she threw the bottle against the wall, shattering it with a small laugh.
“You’ve earned a few minutes.” Chrysalis boldly commented, smirking down at the mare. “Now tell me where I am, and maybe I’ll save you for last.”
“You’re in Equestria.” Sunny explained, doing her best to go along with the plan she and Opaline had put together. “I don’t know how long it’s been since you were imprisoned.” She then gestured to the missing Cozy, and shattered Tirek. “Now all of you made it.”
“The brat is gone, and the bold tyrant is rubble. Sounds like I won in the end.” Chrysalis snickered a little. “Very well. Who is the alicorn in charge? Where is your Princess?”
“There hasn’t been a Princess since Canterlot fell.” Sunny explained, seeing how this brought a curious eye raise from the changeling. The three pony tribes have been separated for longer than anyone can remember, and now are being unified.”
“I see. No doubt my old Hive has gone into hiding.” Chrysalis pondered aloud, then looked Sunny over. “Very well, you have proven just useful enough to keep.” With a flash of her ancient magic, the changeling became that of another earth mare, with a sickly green coat and silky, black mane. “Now, take me to whoever leads you, and I will allow you to live.”
“Y-yes…of course…” Sunny said, still scared of what Chrysalis could do to her, but remembered her plan with Opaline. “Just this way. My home isn’t that fair, only…about a day away.”
“No trains? No pegasi flying services?” Chrysalis asked, only for Sunny to shake her head. She groaned in utter annoyance, but sighed all the same. “Fine, fine, just get on with it. That potion spared you, but only for so long. And you do not want to keep me waiting.”
“Of course, of course.” Sunny said, whimpering a little. “My name is Sunny, Sunny Starscout. And you’re Queen Chrysalis?”
“Even so long after the kingdoms fall, my name lives on?” Chrysalis said, feeling a slight ego boost. “Correct, I am Chrysalis, Queen of the Changelings. And soon enough I shall be Queen of Equestria.” Sunny only nodded her head, playing along as she began to lead the changeling to her and Opaline’s trap.
Returning to Maretime Bay, Sunny did everything she could to keep Chrysalis’ focus on her. She didn’t want the changeling to wander off and attack anyone in the streets or their homes. Thankfully, she and Opaline had planned for this. The ponies in the town had been safely moved to secured bunkers, as well as the Brighthouse. Chrysallis, however, was beyond aggravated. She could smell the overwhelming scent of lust and love that hung in the air and clung to every inch of this settlement, but grew more and more frustrated. She smelled prey, but couldn’t see a single pony to drain its love. Not a single house had their lights on, and if not for the street lights, the changeling was forced to follow this mare. Still, she contemplated simply draining Sunny as soon as she proved to be no longer of value. And from the way this town looked, Chrysalis pondered how easily she could turn this place into a new hive.
“Here we are.” Sunny said, rousing Chrysalis from her thoughts. She gestured to the large factory. “Here’s the best place to begin.”
“A large building?” Chrysalis asked, getting a little more annoyed. “What do you expect me to do here?”
“I figured it would be better to have you hide here, start small.” Sunny explained, opening the door to guide Chrysalis within this factory. “Right now, nopony is around, so we can have a special space for you to slowly take one pony at a time.”
“Hmm, you’re far more clever than you let on.” Chrysalis commented, almost complimenting the mare. “Very well. Lead me to the most secluded room in this facility. Somewhere nopony would ever accidentally come across me.”
“Of course, I have just the room in mind.” Sunny nodded, thinking back to the same room Zipp and Pipp told her where they first fucked Sprout in. “Please, right this way.”
It took several short minutes of walking, but the two of them reached the room Sunny was looking for. It was just what Chrysalis was looking for in a location. It was relatively remote, very out of the way, and best of all, there was no way anypony would’ve found this place, unless they knew where it was. It was perfect. Perhaps this Sunny Starscout would prove to be a worthy underling? Maybe she would mentally dominate her and have her lead pony after pony to their doom? At least, until she lays her first eggs, and her new drones would slowly conquer this town. Then Sunny would be the centerpiece of Chrysalis’ victory feast. Licking at her lips a little, the changeling wandered into this room, ignoring whatever the mare was saying, which only proved to be her undoing.
Immediately, magic grabbed at Chrysalis’ body, flinging and smacking her hard against a nearby bed. As she gasped from the air, nearly knocked out of her, she felt a series of enchanted ropes slithering from the darkness under the bed, binding and tying her as her arms and legs were spread. Hissing and screaming in hate and anger, venom spitting all over as her horn ignited, blinding blasting as she lost sight of Sunny. She was betrayed! She could think of nothing but to feed on this traitorous mare until she was a dusty husk. But in her howling and screaming, magic took hold of her mouth, where several other bottles of some strange potions began to pour over her mouth, forcing her to drink it all down. She tried to spit it out, but it was too late.
“I must say, when I heard the legends, the tales and fables of you, I was worried this wouldn’t be enough.” Opaline’s voice in the darkness spoke. “Imagine my disappointment when the great and powerful Queen Chrysalis, was just another weak mare.” Chrysalis looked about for the source of the noise, feeling her magic slowly weaken. “Naturally, I made sure to render your strength, both physical and magical, to the point of worthlessness. We can’t have you breaking out too soon.” She then emerged from the shadows of the room, a sinister smirk on her face. “Now can we.”
Chrysalis was confused and horrified by the sight of this sinister alicorn. She had never seen such a mare before, but she was clearly a terrible and wicked creature. Sunny only stood back as Opaline continued to channel her magic against the changeling. Chrysalis howled out, roaring as her body was struggling to fight off the numerous potions she had been forced to drink. Even her own unique immunity to poisons and drugs failed her, something this alicorn was doing was preventing her from resisting these effects. And soon enough, the former queen lost all her fight, collapsing on the bed fully as her strength was weaker than a filly, and she couldn’t channel a single spark of magic.
“There we go, as harmless as a bug.” Opaline giggled, looking at some unseen figure in the shadows besides her. “She’s all yours, my King.” Emerging from the shadow, was Sprout, who was looking a little too confident than usual.
Chrysalis immediately started drooling at the sight of this stallion. It wasn’t his masculine figure, or anything about his physical attractiveness, but it was what she could smell on him, love and lust. He was radiating in the stuff, like the most powerful narcotic to the changeling as she could practically see how he had so many loving and lustful connections to him. She hadn’t sniffed such a potent source of love and lust since she captured and fed on Princess Cadance all those many, many long years ago. Taking a potion in his hoof, Sprout downed it, tossing the empty bottle over his shoulder as he looked at the mare. Opaline had promised him an exotic surprise, and she did not disappoint. He was amazed that both she and Sunny were planning such a lovely gift for him. As well as this, the potion was taking effect on him.
His body swelled slightly, steaming faintly as he began to sweat. Slowly, his muscles seemed to grow, and his form stretched a little. After several long moments, the stallion was now tall, easily as tall as the alicorn besides him. As well as this, his cock was utterly huge. Already slipping free of his leathery sheath, oozing out his strong smelling precum, and the way it was all sweaty and juicy was so enticing to the alicorn and mare. Both Opaline and Sunny had to wipe their mouths at the sight of it, taking everything within them to hold back the urge to worship at this now, even bigger cock so close to them. Even Chrysalis’ body seemed to react to this, her pussy getting slowly damp, and her supple, soft teats and nipples were getting hard and trembling.
“I believe introductions are in order.” Opaline explained, wiping her mouth again as she struggled to pull her eyes away from Sprout’s cock. “This is Sprout Cloverleaf, your new king, master, and of course, your partner. He’s going to take this big, beautiful, magnificent…” She wiped her drooling mouth again. “He’s going to fuck you, breed you, and break you until you are his newest, gibbering, faithful whore.” Chrysalis was shocked at this, and even as she attempted to struggle, she was too weak. The alicorn only laughed in a mocking tone. “By all means, struggle, fight for your freedom. It will make your downfall all the sweeter.” She then kissed Sprout's cheek. “Now, my King. Claim your new bitch.”
Getting on the bed, Sprout decided to start with Chrysalis’ impressive looking teats. A shining black in color, they looked so smooth, and so soft. Pushing on them with his hoof, he nearly sank into them, with her almost glowing, green, inverted nipple slowly poking free. Chrysalis bit at her lower lip, trying desperately to hide how good this all felt. She didn’t want to give even the most remote of impressions that she was getting pleasured by this. But Sprout could tell, the way her muffled sounds were being forcibly swallowed down, and from how many sluts he had bred, he knew how they thought, he knew how they tried to hide it. But there was no fooling this stallion. Chrysalis was feeling good, and he was going to savor every second of this gift.
Fondling and rubbing at her teats with both hooves, he was massaging at them, teasing more and more at her nipples as his throbbing cock was desperately dripping out his precum, eager to be slapped between her soft mounds. Chrysalis still tried to struggle against this pleasure, but it was getting harder and harder. She was going to moan, her sweet and sultry sound was going to escape her lips sooner than later. Though a personal secret of the changeling, she loved sex, she was addicted to the carnal delights, but she was more a dominant fuck, not a submissive bitch. But her long imprisonment had seemed to leave her touch starved, and Sprout was very skilled in just the way he was molesting her teats.
“Feels good, doesn’t it?” Opaline teased, mocking the changeling. “Fuck, watching my King play with you is making me horny.” Looking over to Sunny, she smiled a wicked grin. “Sunny, come here and help me.” Walking over to the mare, the two were quick to engage, passionately making out the moment they were met a little off from where Sprout was teasing Chrysalis.
Leaning over the changeling’s teats, Sprout started suckling at Chrysalis’ soft mounds. Licking along her nipples, he was sucking at them, making the mare moan out in the forced pleasure. She didn’t want to admit it, Sprout was really good at this. She had taken countless lovers before, each being able to pleasure her in one way or another, but this stallion’s mouth and hooves, just playing with her teats were just so good. She was panting, feeling her body getting so hot, and the way her pussy was leaking so much. She felt like she could cum just from the way she was getting teased like this, and Sprout seemed to have noticed her reactions to him.
Suckling harder, Sprout held nothing back, trying to get as much as he could out of the changeling for several long moments, switching between which teat he was suckling, licking, playfully biting, and fondling with his hooves. Pressing against the softness, he marveled at them. They were big, soft, and round. Not as big as Opaline’s, and not as soft as Haven, but was still so much more than Sunny, and her friends, even after they were filled with pregnancy milk. Sprout chuckled a little, savoring the sounds of Chrysalis’ moans, even as she was trying to hold it all back. But it wasn’t enough, and the stallion was enjoying the way he was making this smug, violent creature to squirm at his touch. And yet, this wasn’t enough, he wanted to make her make more noise.
Pulling back, Sprout took his cock, slapping it between Chrysalis’ soft, saliva slick teats. Pressing his hooves against these large mounds, he started to rub and slide himself between these soft teats. The way he was teasing at her nipples, looking up at the way she was struggling to hold in her moans was only adding to the arousal the stallion was feeling. He knew that even with the potions and drugs Opaline forced her to drink, Chrysalis wasn’t going to cum just yet. Still, he could smell her arousal, the strange, sweet scent of the changeling’s dripping nectar and hot sex. He continued just ramming himself in her pussy and plowed her into a sloppy, destroyed mess. But he wanted to take his time, and looking over to Opaline and Sunny, they wanted a good show.
The alicorn was hunched over something, while Sunny was all but buried into Opaline’s flank. Her muzzle was pressed against her plump, puffy, soaking pussy, with her tongue flicking along her sweet and sensitive spots. She’s had Misty eat her out many, many, many times in the past, and Sunny was able to easily pick up on the best places to tonguefuck into the alicorn’s hot and passionate sex, making her moan out whorishly. Sprout’s cock twitched, leaking his thick precum as he watched and heard the sweet and sexy sounds of Opaline’s moans, as well as the way Sunny was rubbing along her pussy with her hoof as she was eating out the mare. It was so hot to see his childhood friend be so loving and submissive, making him think back to whenever she and Izzy would give him morning, shared blowjobs.
“Don’t slow down for us, my King.” Opaline moaned, noticing how Sprout was looking more at them than at Chrysalis. “She’s all yours. Fuck the bitch up, make her your breeding whore.” Licking her lips, she moaned again as she adjusted to now sit on Sunny’s face, riding it as her own hooves were reaching down to tease and play with the earth mare’s pussy lips. “Fuck…Sunny, don’t stop. Eat that pussy. Worship your Queen like the little slut you are.” Sprout wanted to keep watching, but decided to refocus himself on Chrysalis.
Rubbing between her teats with greater and greater speed, Sprout could feel like he could cum at any moment, and yet he didn’t want to waste his first hot and heavy load in this changeling’s mouth. Pumping a little faster and faster, the stallion was trying to time it properly. He could clearly see the sharpened teeth in Chrysalis’ mouth, and wondered if she could really bite hard enough on him. Still, he was confident the potions Opaline gave him would work for his little plan. Picking up more speed, he pressed and fondled at Chrysalis’ teats, until a chance came. Right as the mare moaned out a forced pleasure, Sprout sprung into action. Pulling back from her teats, he all but lept at her, ramming his cock hard and deep in the mare’s mouth.
Chrysalis’ eyes went wide and hate filled as Sprout wasted no time and started fucking into the changeling’s mouth. Her throat was bulging as he was pumping and thrusting harder and faster, making it impossible for her to even work up the strength to bite down. The stallion groaned, arching himself in a manner that rested his forehooves against the head of the bed, holding himself steady as he was fucking into Chrysalis’ mouth. Her head was bouncing against the bed, making it easier for him to fuck faster and faster. His thick size was buried so deep in her throat, she was practically gagging on his meaty length. But he continued to relentlessly fuck into her mouth without any mercy or hesitation.
Chrysalis struggled to breathe, with only the air she could take in, burning through her nostrils and into her lungs. It was such a powerful, masculine scent, her body couldn’t help but get so hot and wet from it. Her pussy was soaked, leaking out more of her nectar that then pooled under her sweating body. Sprout only continued to fuck her mouth without any restraint. His cock was throbbing, getting closer to orgasm, and her hot, wet, and sloppy mouth was going to push him over the edge. Just as it looked like he was going to pull himself back, Sprout plunged himself as hard and deep as he could, making his cum heavy balls slap and press against Chrysalis’ chin while his orgasm burst out in her mouth.
The changeling continued to weakly struggle, forced to drink down the stallion’s hot seed. The flavor was so strong, numbing her mind and making her head spin. Her eyes were rolling back, burning and tearing up as she was forced to drink every thick drop of Sprout’s spunk. The taste sent shivering pleasure throughout Chrysalis’ body, making her hips buck a little as she squirted out orgasm. She couldn’t stop herself from cumming, even as Opaline seemed to be only further mocking her with her taunting laughter. The alicorn marveled at just how much cum her lover was pumping into the changeling’s throat. It bulged, pulsed, and gurgled a little as she drank it all down. Her belly was being filled by the vast amount of stallion spunk, and eventually, it seemed to have started to slow down.
Once the last hot and thick spurt of his cum was pushed into her mouth, the stallion slowly pulled himself free from her fucked silly maw. Some excess cum trickled out the side of her mouth, as well as her nostrils. Chrysalis panted and gasped out as she was trying to take in air, but with her open, sloppy mouth, all that air did was make the cum in the back of her throat foam and bubble with her struggling gurgling. Sprout wasn’t done, not by a long shot, but he allowed her to take a moment to catch her breath. This only gave him enough time to reposition himself to better get a new angle as his cock was resting comfortably against her pussy lips.
“D-don’t…don’t you dare…” Chrysalis weakly pleaded. She sounded so small and pathetic, and even as his cockhead was subtly rubbing against her soft, lower lips, could tell she was going to be a very, very tight fuck. “I’m…I’m a Queen, and I will not be taken by some…some disgusting-” She arched her head back as she moaned as Sprout thrust himself into her.
Chrysalis was so tight, not just virgin tight, a faint trickling warmth along his shaft revealed she was a virgin. Sprout paused for a moment, staring at the way her tight pussy gave way to his massive size. But she was bleeding, she was indeed a virgin. Even Opaline was surprised by this, she had heard stories about Chrysalis, how she had birthed so many eggs and larva for her Hive. So how was it that the Queen of the Changelings was a virgin? There was an almost awkward pause before Sprout shrugged and just started fucking back into the mare. Soon enough, her sweet and dripping nectar washed away the blood on his cock, and before long, her tightness was squeezing along his length.
‘Hmm, I wonder if she took the form of a more experienced mare when getting impregnated?’ Opaline pondered to herself. ‘Or did staying imprisoned in stone make her a virgin? No, that wouldn’t make sense. Perhaps my potion had an effect on her that I hadn't considered, given her changeling body. Oh well, Sprout is certainly enjoying himself.’
Sprout continued to fuck into Chrysalis’ pussy, rubbing along the insides of her soft folds, making sure to pound hard against her most sweet and sensative spots. The changeling couldn’t help but moan from the pleasure, her tongue starting to dangle from the way she was taking this immense size. She had been fucked before, but had used her magic to keep her true form pure and virgin tight, while the many other forms she had taken had served their purposes. But the potions she was forced to drink, not only weakened her, but made her magic impossible to channel. She couldn’t transform, she couldn’t stop this stallion from claiming what was never meant to be so brutally taken.
But there was more than that, she was moaning from the pleasure this brought her. The pain of her virginity taken from her, stolen by this hulking, vulgar stallion, was rippling throughout her body. Sprout’s cock was so big, bigger than any stallion Chrysalis had ever claimed. Her pussy was squeezing hard on the stallion dick, and she could feel her flexible cervix being hammered by his throbbing, blunt, hard cockhead. It was sending her in a euphoric bliss, slowly melting her mind as she could feel his balls slap against her before they started to slowly tighten. He was going to cum again, she could feel it by the pulsing along his shaft, and the pacing of his panting breath. Sprout’s cock was going to cum, he was going to release every thick drop deep in Chrysalis’ pussy.
Her changeling womb, a uterus that had long evolved to be easily impregnated, she could feel somewhat that whatever these potions were, at least one of them had heightened her already fertile body. She could feel multiple eggs in her ovaries were being released. Nearly ten times the normal amount, she was going to be made into a broodmare for him, she would have a new hive just from this stallion’s cock. But what was really making her mind slip deeper into the addicting pleasures, was that her body was already submitting, and her thoughts were slowly starting to turn on her. Chrysalis hissed out in frustration, but couldn’t stop herself from moaning out. Groaning, Sprout could feel his balls tightening against his body as his cock throbbed. It was coming, he was about to blow every ounce of his cum into her pussy.
“Do it, my King.” Opaline moaned, already getting close to cumming all over Sunny’s face as she straddled the mare’s face. “Knock the bitch up. Breed her, and make her your whore.” Her sultry words, and alluring moans were the last push to drive the stallion over the edge.
Pulling back, Sprout slammed with all his strength into Chrysalis’ pussy. She screamed out in orgasm, her wild moans rippled and echoed throughout the room as the stallion’s hard cock pumped volumes of his virile seed. The changeling’s fertile womb was stuffed, every egg she released was saturated, bombarded in the hot spunk that was filling her insides. Chrysalis’ mind was melting, she was going numb, and her entire body was burning up with the hot pleasure that was surging throughout her. She couldn’t go back to her life before. Even if she somehow managed to beat them all and conquer Equestria, her body would demand this stallion’s cock to stretch her out like that.
Sprout didn’t stop cumming, even as he had clearly let out enough cum to breed a small town, his spunk was continuing to pump itself into the changeling’s pussy. She was trembling, gurgling a little of the cum that had been previous fucked into her throat coming up a bit as her eyes were twitching. Her tongue dangled off the side of her mouth as she was feeling her womb stretching. More and more, it filled, and more and more, it was growing. Before long, Chrysalis’ womb was forming a very, very noticeable baby bump. It only took one look at her swelling section to realize the truth. She was impregnated, there was no way she wasn’t going to carry his young now. But what was the strangest about it, but her pussy was getting hotter and tighter.
Sprout paused for a second, feeling as Chrysalis’ insides were squeezing so much on her. Chrysalis was milking him, her internal canal was coiling and rubbing along his shaft, as if every inch of her vaginal walls were trying to get even more out of him. As well as this, the changeling had a manic look in her eyes, like she was going into a more feral state. Sentient thought seemed to slowly melt from her face, leaving only the primal urge to breed. Eventually, Sprout was able to pull his cock free from her pussy, letting the excess spill out. Chrysalis, rolling her tongue over her lips, moaned at him, wiggling herself in a more seductive manner, rather than trying to escape.
“So good…that's a good seed…” Chrysalis moaned, looking at Sprout with fluttering eyes. “Fill your Queen…give her more…my eggs are coming…”
“I think this breeding bitch forgets herself.” Opaline playfully scoffed. “I’m the only Queen, and you’re just a whore.” She then looked at Sprout. “Sprout, while her eggs form in her womb, why don’t you destroy her last hole?” He nodded as he adjusted himself to start against Chrysalis’ smooth, plump ponut.
“What do you mean by that?” Sprout asked, carefully wedging himself into the changeling’s asshole, making her moan whorishly. “By her eggs forming?”
“Well, if I recall correctly, changelings can get pregnant very, very easily.” Opaline explained. “So right now, all that hot seed you’ve fucked into her will mix with the eggs from her ovaries, producing changeling eggs in her womb. But then, they’ll need to be fucked again. It’s a way for them to become impregnated by multiple males at once.” She then smirked. “But you’re the only male she’s going to be fucking now, so break her asshole why her eggs form. Then you can breed her twice.” Sprout still didn’t fully understand it, but he couldn’t pass up the chance to fuck another hot, sexy ass.
Pushing harder, Chrysalis’ asshole was surprisingly looser than her pussy. Was she actually a massive anal slut? Or perhaps when she would fuck in her real form, she would just take it up the ass? Either way, Sprout was going to give her insides the hot and thick coating of his spunk soon enough. Pumping and panting, he was going to reach his orgasm a little quicker than before, especially as he was thinking about what Opaline had said a moment ago about her eggs. As well as this, the way she reacted when Chrysalis called herself a Queen, it was a little adorable to see the alicorn a little jealous. Sprout could only imagine that after this, Chrysalis and her would be somewhat competitive to be his real Queen. He was certain he could just fuck them both and keep the peace.
“Fuck…my ass…my ass is being fucked by your fat cock…” Chrysalis moaned, seemingly slipping more and more into the pleasure that Sprout was humping into her. “Don’t waste your cum…in my ass…only my mouth…and pussy…feed me…and breed me…” Sprout gave the mare what she wanted, humping harder into her ass, but was mentally holding himself back from blowing his load too soon.
The stallion’s cock was throbbing, swelling as he was getting slowly closer to his next release. He could feel as Chrysalis’ asshole was squeezing down on his length. She moaned out, her words only further trailed off into nothing more than just whorish, animal sounds. She was like a beast in rut, desiring only the feeling of her mare to breed her with every inch of his cock, and every ounce of his cum. She needed to feel it, the eggs that had been soaked in the previous orgasm were developing within her womb. Soon enough, though not visible to everyone there, the once tiny eggs from her ovaries were taking in the vast amount of cum, converting into the more rounded, almost oval shaped, nearly clear, greenish colored eggs. Even her belly looked less like a smooth, rounded form, and more like she had numerous, rounded shapes inside her.
Seeing this, almost hearing the faint sloshing sound coming from the changeling was too much for Sprout. Biting down on his lower lip, he held himself back as best as he could. He was going to cum, he needed to blow his hot load into her. But remembering what Chrysalis said, he decided to give the moaning whore what she wanted. Pulling out of her asshole to the sound of an audible, wet popping sound before he slammed himself back into her pussy. The sensation within her pussy was far different from before. Her cervix was wide open, allowing Sprout to just fuck all the way into her egg filled womb. And the texture of the smooth, warm eggs rubbing against his cockhead was way different from anything he felt, and he liked it.
Sprout could barely think, only let his instincts drive him almost over the edge. Immediatly, and without any further hesitation, he was fucking into her, he was pushing himself as hard and deeper as he could. The way these eggs were rubbing along his cock as he was thrusting every inch of himself into her. She was moaning out as she felt this dick rubbing along the interior of her womb, and Sprout’s strong grunts, and primal panting was fluttering her senses. She couldn’t think of anything else but to be fucked by this dick. She would birth each and every egg for this stallion, she would form a new Hive for him. All would be loyal to Sprout. Not a single male drone would be born, all female, and all would be at their new master, their new king’s beck and call.
“How does she feel?” Opaline asked, moaning as she too was going to cum a hot and sloppy wet spray all over Sunny’s face as she watched Sprout fucking this changeling like a used up whore. “How does it feel to breed some little, bug slut?”
“She’s so tight, and these eggs feel so weird…” Sprout panted, feeling as he was almost getting a straining look on his face as he was about to cum inside her. “I can’t hold it in, I’m cumming.”
“Cum for me, cum for me, my King…” Chrysalis moaned out, looking at Sprout with her insane, passionate eyes. She didn’t care about anything anymore. All that mattered was the pleasure she wanted. “Breed me…make me your whore…give me a new Hive…” This is what she wanted, to serve this stallion and have all his babies.
Pumping and thrusting harder and harder, Sprout was unable to hold it back. Pushing himself to his limits, he slammed himself all the way back into Chrysalis’ pussy. Immediatly as his cockhead kissed so hard and passionately against the inner folds of the changeling’s egg-filled womb, he came. Hot, thick, and more potent seed pumped itself into her womb, coating her smooth eggs with the stallion’s life giving cum. Chrysalis gasped out, her tongue wriggling out as her sultry moans of orgasmic pleasure echoed out throughout the room. She could feel the vast amount of the stallion’s release was filling her more and more. Watching this was enough to push Opaline over the edge as well.
The alicorn sprayed out her hot and sweet nectar all over Sunny’s face. The earth mare eagerly lapped up the strong tasting nectar. Slathering her tongue along the larger mare’s soaking pussy lips, tonguefucking into this quivering mess. Opaline wasn’t able to stop herself from shivering from her heavy orgasm, feeling the intensity of it all as she eventually settled in the afterglow. Her eyes fluttered as well, seeing the way Sprout was still holding himself in Chrysalis’ pussy. She smiled, fully aware of what the look on the changeling’s face was. Submission, she was now as broken as any other whore mare she had seen the stallion fuck. And she couldn’t be any more pleased with how this turned out.
“Amazing, simply amazing, my King.” Opaline clapped her hooves. As she continued to ride on Sunny’s face. “Just look at how much seed you’ve blessed her with. There’s no way she’s not pregnant with possibly a dozen of your foals now.”
“I think so.” Sprout commented, still feeling the rush of how good his cock felt as he slowly pulled his dick from Chrysalis’ sore pussy. Cum spilled out from her broken open hole, making her whimper. Adjusting himself, he brought his cock now to her mouth. “And what do you do?”
Without thought, Chrysalis immediately started sucking on Sprout’s cock, faithfully licking and slathering her long, flexible tongue all over it. She was dutifully cleaning off his dick, moaning softly and lovingly over it. Her eyes reflected her new status as Sprout’s breeding slave. The stallion hummed playfully as he watched this once proud queen be little more than a cock hungry whore, and she loved every second of it. She didn’t want anything else but the fat dick of her new master, and the life-giving seed pumped in her body, and the endless grubs and eggs she was going to lay for him. She would serve, she would obey her new master. Anything he desired, she would fulfill. She would bring the end of entire kingdoms for him, if he commands it.
“So good to see when a bitch knows her proper place.” Opaline cooed, getting off Sunny, whose face was utterly soaked in the mare’s juices. “How was she, my King?”
“She was very good, it was like her pussy was molding so perfectly to my cock.” Sprout nodded, smirking as he watched as Chrysalis lovingly worshiped his dick. “I like her, I think she’ll be perfect for the herd.”
“And there’s much more she can do.” Opaline explained, approaching her master. “Changelings have the unique ability to turn into any other type of creature. Including other ponies. She could be anyone you desire, so you can have her be anyone while you are also fucking them.” She then whispered seductively in the stallion’s ear. “Imagine it, my King. Fucking two of me at the same time, using only our moans and fuck holes to reveal who is who.”
Grabbing at Chrysalis’ head with his hooves, Sprout hammered his hard and throbbing cock harder into the mare’s mouth, gagging her as her throat was swelling from it. She moaned her muffled sounds of euphoric pleasure as she slobbered on this dick. Opaline giggled, enjoying the way her lover was fucking this changeling’s mouth as he thought about what she had just said. It was such an erotic sight. Eventually, he plunged himself all the way in, bottoming out as he blew another hot and thick load in Chrysalis’ mouth. Her eyes rolled back and twitched as she gulped down each heavy rope that was being pumped into her. So much so, some excess started leaking a little out of her nose. Holding himself in a little longer, he slowly pulled out, his cock still hard and twitching.
“Such a strong, meaty cock.” Opaline cooed, licking her lips as she looked at the way Sprout’s size was leaking out some excess cum. “Looks like you’re not finished at all.”
“Oh, I’m not.” Sprout said, smirking at Opaline. “Since you and Sunny did all of this for me, I feel like I should properly thank you.”
Opaline and Sunny both cooed and moaned as the alicorn was moving herself to be in a better position on the floor, while the earth mare swayed her sexy ass over to join her. Sprout looked at the way both of them were in such a submissive position, panting eagerly for their lover’s cock. And while he was preparing himself to fuck his lovely partners, the partially hidden camera watched on. In the security room, Phyllis, well rounded and pregnant with her son’s foal, was just finishing up another intense masturbation. She had watched everything Sprout had done to Chrysalis, and eagerly awaited her turn after he was done with Opaline and Sunny. Moaning, she licked at her soaked hoof, suckling as it as she watched, making sure to record everything.
“Oh Sprout, my little boy is such the fucking stud.” Phyllis moaned, licking her hoof clean before she started rubbing her absolutely soaked pussy again. “I want your fat cock back in mommy. When you're done with those sluts, I’m going to ride that beautiful dick until I’m your broken, milf whore.” She rolled her tongue over her lips, eager to see how the stallion would fuck Opaline and Sunny in gratitude for this wonderous gift.
Far off from Maretime Bay, farther than where Zecora first appeared. A pair of ponies were walking along a dirt road. Both were mares, with their horns poking through their cloaked hoods. The taller looking mare smiled playfully as she was looking around the surrounding area, while the other maintained a calm, and yet more focused expression. Both white colored mares couldn’t help but enjoy the view around them. Eventually, what looked to be the beginning of an arctic tundra came into view. But unlike the rest of the region they were in, the snow seemed to stop at a point. It was as if there was some invisible, almost magical force that was stopping the snow, and even the cold winds from passing. Stopping just at this invisible force, the two looked around.
“I guess Twilight was right.” The taller mare said, pulling down her hood to show off a white coat, and a swirly, pink, purple, and bluish mane. “Even after all this time, the snow never moved past this point.”
“Well, it was like this even when your mother and I first found the Empire.” The other mare, pulling back her hood, revealed a white coat, like her daughter, as well as well groomed dark blue with lighter blue streaks through it. “Even without the Crystal Heart, the endless blizzard can’t move past here.”
“Even after all this time? I would’ve imagined the weather would’ve still spread.” The taller mare said. Sight, she looked over. “I don’t think anyone has even been here for who knows how long. So maybe we don’t need the cloaks?”
“It’s been a long time, Flurry.” The mare said, shaking her head a little at her daughter. “You think you’ll be able to hold back the storm?”
“Oh? Is the big, strong, Gleaming Shield scared?” Flurry giggled, teasing her mother. “I’m a big alicorn now, I can handle it. But if you’re so sure, I guess you could help.”
“You’re my daughter alright.” Gleaming said, shaking her head as she raised her head. “We’ll make our way through and see if the Crystal Heart is still intact.” Flurry joined her mother, lighting up her horn.
As the two proceeded into this small storm, it was quickly becoming like that of a harsh and violent blizzard. It wasn’t too bad, no different to when the first time she had come across this region of Equestria. The two of them wanted to see how the rest of the kingdom looked, but they wanted to first confirm their own kingdom. Their magic easily kept out the storm, blowing and bashing away the stinging blast of the icy winds. After dozens long, long minutes, what almost felt like a few hours, the two arrived at their destination. It was a massive city made of snow-covered crystal. Though it was clearly bombarded in snow, the blizzard winds avoided it, with only excess snow and frost that blew towards it striking against the buildings. Flurry and Gleaming both nodded, letting out a nostalgic sigh as they continued on, especially towards the massive, tower-like citadel.
“Looks like it’s still here.” Gleaming said, sighing a little as she wiped a tear from her eye. “I’m glad it’s still in one piece.”
“Agreed. Hopefully the citizens are safe.” Flurry nodded, looking about as she saw the city looking almost deserted. “Still, it’s good to be home.”
