Author's Note

The base idea for today came from a comment left by Tounicoon. Though it may have ended up a lot more non-con than they might have liked.

Contains: A lot of non-con! Forced oral, premature ejaculation, a very Fuckboy Flash Sentry, perhaps a bit of SPH, Changeling magic fuckery, body-swapping, and just a touch of growth. The physical kind, not any emotional kinds.

Day 14 - Resistance (Flash Sentry/Changeling)

The cell door rattled open loudly, drawing the attention of the sole prisoner within: A small, lithe, and very nude Changeling male.

All he could do was look up, the restraints binding his hands behind his back joining with the ones that locked his feet to the ground and forced him to kneel before the stallion that entered.

A tall, bulky stallion dressed in the standard guard uniform. Removing his helmet immediately, tossing it to the floor with a heavy clatter, it revealed his dark blue mane and smugly smirking orange face.

A face that he brought down to meet the changeling’s as he kneeled with him. Despite his kneeling, he still loomed above the smaller stallion. A dominance that he enforced as he grabbed the changeling’s chin in one callused hand, bringing it up so the both were eye-to-eye.

“Good morning, little Lucy.” Flash Sentry said as he stroked the changeling’s chin with a thumb. “You ready for another thick morning meal?”

Luciferin didn’t speak, only breaking the hold Flash had on his chin and nodding his head back towards his restraints.

Flash Sentry laughed as he stood, pulling out a ring of keys from his waistband and twirling them in his fingers. “Aw, of course I can free you, sweetheart! But you know how much I love seeing you like this. No matter how many times I see it.”

Taking his time to walk behind the changeling, Flash admired the view of his plump behind and was unable to stop himself from copping a feel before undoing the chains binding him. Now free, the changeling slightly shifted to a more comfortable position, but remained kneeling with hands cupping his knees.

Flash Sentry wasted no time in undressing, practically throwing his armor to the side and stepping out of his underclothes in a hurry. The only thing he took his time with was his underwear, walking closer to the changeling as he slid his briefs down to reveal a… rather unimpressive member. Even as it throbbed and swelled into the open air, it looked to be more of a mouthful than a throat swabber.

But, as credit to Flash’s impressive ego, the smug look on his face would make you think he was packing fourteen inches, not four. A four he was happy to shove against Luciferin’s lips.

“Go on, you know the drill.” Flash smirked, smearing the changeling’s lips with what little precum he leaked out in his arousal.

With an internal sigh, the changeling opened his mouth to allow the small member within. It invaded roughly, Flash bucking his hips and pressing his musky crotch right up against the changeling’s nose.

Luciferin put in only the slightest bit of effort, wrapping his lips around the shaft and allowing Flash to essentially fuck his face with what little he’d been given. For what it was worth, at least Flash’s intense lust bled into him, filling him a burning heat and energy.

And at least it didn’t last long. Just a few minutes of a rough pounding into his mouth, and Luciferin already felt his mouth being filled with small, watery spurts of cum. Looking up, he could see the most unpleasant look of ecstasy on Flash’s face, his teeth bared and his eyes rolled back with a loud grunt.

Falling back onto his ass and leaning back, Flash Sentry breathed out a joyous sigh of relief as he rested back against the cold floor of the cell.

With his captor distracted, Luciferin slowly stood up from his kneeling position. His body may have ached and the taste in his mouth may have been awful, but he managed to build the energy of the lust that had been building within him to light his horn.

Two green flames ignited, one surrounding Luciferin while the other surrounded Flash Sentry’s prone form. After a moment of erupting flame, Flash Sentry stood tall and stretched with a wide grin while Luciferin lay prone on the ground in post-orgasmic bliss.

“Alright, little Lucy, it’s time to lock you back up.” Flash said with a cocky grin, hoisting the changeling up and placing him back into position in the center of the room.

For his part, Luciferin struggled against the larger stallion’s grasp. Though, it quickly proved ineffective. “W-wait, what’s going on?” He asked, his voice weak and meager as his ankles were chained to the ground. “Why are you-”

Flash shushed him with a finger, his other hand holding both of the changeling’s wrists behind his back. A quick click of shackles, and he made his way to the nude changeling’s front and kneeled down before him.

Flash Sentry pressed his forehead against Luciferin’s own, and a spark of electricity jolted the changeling right between the eyes.

Standing back up, Flash smirked maliciously. “Now, what was your name again?”

“Luciferin!” The changeling shouted, though his eyes went wide seconds later. He shook his head, mouth agape as he continued to mutter his name for several moments before looking back up at Flash with worry. “What did you-”

“And what is your job?”

Luciferin pursed his lips, his mind buzzing with potent anxiety as he tried to steady his thoughts.

‘Royal Guard for Princess Celestia. Royal Guard for Princess Celestia. Please just say you’re a royal guard.’

“Breeding drone.” He said after a few moments. “For her majesty, Queen Chrysalis.”

As the changeling fell silent, Flash Sentry gave him a gentle pat on the head. “Good Lucy~ I think I’ll give you a treat tomorrow. After all, it’s lucky number 40!”

Flash Sentry laughed loudly as he roughly pushed the changeling’s head away while standing up. He slowly redressed himself, all the while making a point to look directly at the locked up Luciferin as he did so. Once fully dressed, he took his key ring and twirled it on a finger.

“Now, don’t go anywhere!” Flash cackled as he exited the cell and locked the door behind him. Looking at the lone changeling held within, he gave his best smug smirk. “I think I’m gonna enjoy our little arrangement a lot more from this end, sweetheart. Especially if I…”

Flash trailed off, instead bringing his arms up to flex. As he did so, his already decent musculature swelled within his uniform until he was straining it as he moved. And, bringing his hands down to cup his impressively lacking and mostly unnoticeable bulge, he let it swell until a meaty shaft snaked down one of his pant legs while a sizable bulge remained in the center.

With a final wave, Flash began to walk away. “Sweet dreams, slut~ I’ll see you tomorrow!”