WARNING: Contains violence, minor blood, rape, kidnapping, impregnation/oviposition, changelings in their natural state and its kinda a self insert.
YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED
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I was never anything special, even by Earth Pony standards, nothing of great note or want or need, nothing to look at, nothing to talk about, nothing to desire. I was still happy with my lot in life of course, content with idly working away my days like any other pony, working in a grocer during the day, providing food to my fellow pony, and spending the afternoons and evenings tending to my gardens or fixing some object or another around my humble home.
Of course that, like many things about me, didn’t matter.
I wasn’t exactly sure what to make of it at first, a sudden, bizarre droning coming from somewhere off in the distance. At first I looked around, wondering if something had gone wrong with the local apiary, causing the bees to swarm, or if, Sisters Forbid, another mad unicorn had come to summon a swarm of ravenous locusts in a show of idiotic power.
Failing to find anything at ground level I looked up, squinting into the clear midday sky.
I didn’t see how many there were, I didn’t even take in all the details of their forms. All I knew was that the mere sight of those mockeries of the equine form, with their black glistening bodies, soulless compound eyes and gleaming fangs, set off something deep and instinctual within me, time stood still for a split second as a vacuum in my lungs pulled more air than I had ever thought could fit in and I screamed bloody murder, almost feeling the adrenaline being injected into my veins as I bolted blindly away, leaping over my garden fence and away from these horrors.
My eyes were wild and my heart beat was pounding brutally in my ears as I ran, the sound of buzzing and angry hisses close on my heels driving me to run faster, my lungs soon burning as I fled blindly, gardens turning to fields, turning to forest, a steady agonising ache spreading through my limbs as I ducked and weaved through the foliage crying out in terror all the way, turning away every time I saw the dragonfly winged monstrosities pursuing me.
Some still sane part of my mind told me that I was obviously being herded but it was drowned out by my waning adrenaline rush as the rest of me screamed to just get away from these things, these predators.
It was only natural that I ran headlong into a pit trap in the forest, screaming one more time before a sharp drop, banging my chin against the far end of the pit due to my momentum before landing awkwardly and spraining my left forehoof, collapsing to bang my head again on the stone base of the pit, causing me to see stars and my head to throb violently, the angry buzzing catching up with me and swarming into the hole, vibrating off the cramped walls creating an agonising cacophony making me scream once more in both pain as well as fear now.
A sharp blow silenced my cry, my vision exploding with blackness as I was beaten and thrown around by my captor in the small hole, the buzzing never ceasing even as the blows ceased, my ribs, skull and stomach throbbing in deep pain and weightlessness took me, a constant strong gust of wind from above telling me that I was being lifted out of the hole, light returning to my spinning and star-filled vision, carried by my monstrous captor.
I groaned pathetically one last time as I was carried over the treetops, darkness finally completely enveloping my mind.
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I awoke with a start, shrieking loudly and flailing about like a trapped animal although I was not held down by any bonds.
I immediately regretted my actions however as my head protested, beating a furious tattoo within my skull, causing me to whimper and curl up, holding my forehooves tenderly against my skull, wincing at every little movement as every inch of my body twinged and creaked with one form of pain or another.
After a few moments of whimpering quietly, I extracted my head from my hooves enough to inspect my surroundings any hope of being saved from this nightmare being quickly smothered before it could even think to rise.
I was in the corner of some cold, dark cave, the walls blacker than night and glistening with some kind of moisture, creating faint ripples of light across its surface. All around the cave were tunnels, obviously unnatural, carved out by something leading off into all directions, plunging into total darkness, too thick for my eyes to perceive.
I had no doubt been brought here by those things that had kidnapped me and only Luna knew what they would do with me.
I curled back up into a tight ball, shaking and fighting back sobs as tears rolled down my cheeks, as thoughts of what would become of me in the near future crept into my skull, as much as I tried to keep them at bay.
Perhaps I was a meal? Hunted and caught, now being kept fresh and alive for my monstrous captors in some underground cavern. Perhaps they were looking for somepony in particular and mistook me for them and had thrown me into this labyrinth for me to rot out of the way? Perhaps this was all some sick game and this was just a continuation of it.
Of all the possibilities that I thought of, I was soon to find that the truth, the real reason why I was there, would never have occurred to me, it was just too strange, too sick, too twisted for me to have imagined before it came to pass.
My body tensed up as I heard something echoing down the tunnels, a faint chittering that was steadily growing louder accompanied by the occasional buzz or chirp. I crawled back against the wall as it continued to grow even louder, fear steadily growing with every passing moment, my body spasming as my heart beat erratically and I held myself tightly, silently begging any higher power willing to listen for mercy, to be saved from whatever horror was coming to claim me.
Their eyes were the first thing I saw, deep blue orbs of dim light embedded in their pitch black skulls, pale blue pupils flickering back and forth across the cave, they skulked forwards, light slowly illuminating their gleaming bodies and gossamer wings, twisted horns and cratered limbs.
I was unsure as to exactly how many there were, at a guess I thought around twenty and I whimpered as their glowing eyes all turned to me, roaming over me, making me shake in terror as they closed in, encircling me against the cave wall as I curled further into myself, trying feebly to make myself smaller.
I do not completely recall what happened next, I believe that I had reached a point of utter desperation that all I could do was attempt to flee. All I knew was that I was curled up in a ball, quivering pathetically in one moment, the next, in the midst of the beasts kicking and yelling, scrambling towards one of the many tunnels in a mad bid to escape, kicking and even biting at my captors.
Naturally, however, it took little to no effort for them to subdue me, holding me down against the cold stone and pressing their weight against my flailing limbs, their chilly carapaces making me shudder as I screamed and thrashed.
And then that was where things became more unpleasant than I could have expected.
I felt a weight against my back as I thrashed and one of the black beasts bit down on the back of my neck, uncomfortably so and firm enough to keep my head from moving, though they failed to puncture my skin. My breath hitched at the feeling and my mind raced, confused as to what was happening.
Then I felt it.
Something hard and decidedly unmistakable prodded roughly against my hindquarters causing me to jolt in shock and squeal, not entirely comprehending what was happening as I was poked and prodded, feeling a horrible sticky wetness on my fur every time it touched me, seeking out its mark.
As the fleeting sense of shock and outrage dulled I sprung once more into motion, squirming forwards, despite the teeth against my neck, trying to get out from under my assailant and away from its member, crying out and shouting to be left alone, tugging at my limbs to try and get them out of the grip of the others.
I cried out in dismay as my assailant found his mark, letting go of my neck, a rough heat colliding with my loins and making me scream through grit teeth as it pushed forwards, spreading my tender flower mercilessly, tugging at my inner walls with its dry girth creating a unique sense of discomfort within me.
Tears sprang up in my eyes once more, pouring down my cheeks, rehydrating the salted stains from my old tears as I cried out, hoarsely screaming for it to stop as my assailant thrust violently into me, rocking my body and making me shudder. I clenched my eyes shut as all around me the others crowded against me, holding me still while some began to grind against me, rubbing their hard, heated members against my sides, staining my coat with their foul fluids.
One slapped hard against the side of my face with a meaty smack, making my eyes open in slight shock, my vision blurry but still sufficient to make out the massive, veiny, black shaft before me, the flat tip of it drooling a clear fluid.
I shouted in outrage as the owner of the shaft pushed himself towards my face, attempting to rub it against me and I turned my head away only to have another member shoved in my face. I turned my head away again, turning my face back and forth refusing to give them easy access while twisting my body as best I could, futilely attempting to shake off the grinding monster and dislodge the one atop me.
My attempts only made things worse however, as my struggling only seemed to excite them driving them to grind against me harder, pressing in, seemingly oblivious to each others presence and the one atop began thrusting with avengeance pushing harder and deeper causing me to shamefully cry out every time its hips met my rear with a loud smack, my face turning red and my mind filling with shame as I realised my body was lubricating the passage of the invader, and a heat was building in my loins.
A pair of hooves grabbed my face, ceasing my movement and the owner of the hoofs pressed its cock into my face, pushing the tip against my nose, giving me just enough warning to clamp my mouth shut, gritting my teeth as it prodded my lips several times making me shudder in disgust, its fluids leaking onto them.
My defiance in this matter was quickly quelled however as I was bitten on the shoulder.
It definitely was not the same as the bite I received to my neck as I felt fangs pierce my flesh and blood trickle down my leg, sending sharp pain into my shoulder making me scream in pain and surprise, my mouth opening wide.
My scream was cut short as my mouth was occupied by a foul tasting, throbbing black rod which I immediately bit down on without a moments hesitation.
The second I began to bite, only managing to put enough pressure in to possibly cause considerable discomfort, I was bitten again, this time on the flank, just above my cutie mark, making me cry out in pain again. The teeth stayed embedded in my rear until I relinquished the pressure on the phallus in my mouth stretching my jaw almost painfully wide, allowing it to be thrust into my mouth as freely as one was being thrust into my rear.
I felt putrid as I tasted salt and a need to vomit rose within me though my body failed to comply, lacking a gag reflex or the presence of anything actually poisonous within me (as disgusting as the things penetrating me were).
My mind began to shut down as the overwhelming emotional distress came to its peak, finally breaking my will to resist or do anything for that matter, I hardly cared as the beast in front of me’s cock rammed down my throat, cutting off my air supply momentarily again and again, I barely registered the one behind me hiking my tail up higher and shoving its rod into my anus, only causing me to cry out in pain and discomfort rather than disgust or shame, I ignored the hideous taste of seed as the one in front climaxed, I didn’t struggle as a third crawled under me, inserting himself into my now vacant cunt, I left my mouth open for a fourth beast to use and I only felt slight shame through the rubble of my apathy as I moaned, my body freed from my mind, taking pleasure in the sensations.
I don’t know how long I was there for, how long I was used. All I really know was that I was beyond exhausted at the end of it. My loins and rear were sore beyond belief and the cold breezy feeling around them gave me a vague idea of their distended state. My jaw ached from being forced open for so long and my throat itched with the taste of semen.
I lay panting on the cold stone floor, covered in the milky white deposits of the insectoid monsters, wincing as the last one finished, splattering my muzzle with its reeking fluid then left, following its brothers. Slowly I felt cold creeping into my body and I used the last of my energy to curl in on myself, certain parts of me squelching as the movement expelled foreign fluids.
My eyes closed and I became nothing.
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I awoke slowly, rubbing my eyes gently with a hoof as I groaned, my mind foggy and my vision equally so.
A shudder racked my body as I felt the dried up fluids caking my body crack with my movements.
It took me a moment to realise something was really off in the cave I was in.
My breath was stolen from me as I looked upon the visage of a princess and for a moment of pure, shining hopefulness I thought that Princess Luna had come to save me, tears of joy accumulating at the corners of my eyes.
But then of course Princess Luna doesn’t look anything like the thing that was before me.
Its “coat”, read carapace, was pitch black and its size was equal to Celestia’s, that being the first thing I saw giving sick life to my childish hope, but as my vision and mind cleared I realised the princess was a deep blue, not black, not to mention that the thing before me had a matted blue-grey mane and tail, a twisted black spire of a horn and gossamer wings, standing upon long cratered legs, looking down at me with piercing green cats eyes.
I quailed beneath its gaze, my already crushed will burning up, choking on my poisoned hope, the tears of joy spilling out in fear. She looked at me with those eyes, scanning my body, examining me. Her study of my body made me realise how filthy I was, covered in dry semen, my precious parts abused and aching.
My eyes closed through the tears and I covered my head with my forehooves, holding back sobs, utter unbearable shame, accumulated from my experience with the other things, rushing up to me in a vengeful wave.
I cried out and jumped as something grabbed me, lifting my upper body.
My eyes snapped open and my forehooves shot forwards, the colossal black monstrosity filling my vision as it reached around me, picking me up in its forehooves. I pressed my own forehooves against its chest attempting to weakly push myself back, crying out for everything to just stop.
My forehooves gave out and my face was pressed against its chest and my body tensed up, preparing for the worst.
I was ready for anything, a beating, more rape, any form of abuse, even being bitten again (biting seeming to be something this thing specialised in judging by its fangs).
The last thing I was ready for however was a gentle squeeze and a comforting coo.
My mind and body froze in utter shock as this monster showed me an inkling of kindness.
“Hush.” It whispered in soft voice, comforting despite its slight buzzing undertone. “You’re safe here.”
My mind reeled violently, failing to find any way of explaining this, screaming denial, calling out a falsehood. But I needed this, I needed something to believe, anything to hold onto to try and survive, to get out of this.
Incapable of processing anything, I did the only logical thing.
I broke down.
I blubbered and cried, wailing and shaking violently as I was rocked back and forth gently in hard, cold limbs.
She stroked my mane and whispered sweet nothings to me as I exhausted my tears, her gentle motions and kind words slowly calming me down. I relaxed against her chest bit by bit, resting my head against her warm, soft underbelly my tears ceasing, a faint sense of peace settling over me.
I looked up at her as she gently licked my checks, cleaning them of the various salty streaks, making me blush as she smiled kindly at me.
A part of me screamed to demand answers, to demand for justice for my rape, reasons, meanings, why, why, why, but it was snuffed out as a new light was cast over the thing before me.
I saw her differently suddenly, no longer a monster...
Something of strange beauty, her deep green eyes, so alien but so alive, her messy mane falling over her face, reaching down to tickle my sides gently, her fangs so intimidating yet oddly cute in the way the just poked out of her mouth, her strange cratered limbs, looking so fragile but so strong, holding me gently, her carapace hard and smooth yet comforting, protecting me from the horrors of the all too recent past.
I clung to her, wrapping my forelimbs around her barrel, reveling in a sense of security.
A false sense of security.
I looked up at her with a foalish expression as she nuzzles my cheek, making me giggle, my expression turning to curiosity as she turns me around slowly, neither struggling nor complaining as she settles me against her with my back resting on her chest, her forelegs wrapped around mine, holding me tightly, her hind-legs sitting snugly on either side of my flanks, sitting me in her lap.
She leaned her head down and whispered into my ear, “Relax.” my confusion exploding into a sense of betrayal, my frail wall of hope shattering one last time as I felt something press against my already abused nether flower, expanding weirdly to push aside the lips as a dozen little appendages forced my labia wide making me cry out in discomfort as I squirmed against my new captor’s grip.
A part of me, the same part of me that warned me against my hopes, laughed as I gasped at the sensation of something wet and soft with a lumpy texture pressed firmly against my exposed sex, applying considerable pressure but holding back from penetrating, it laughed and screamed at me, calling out my stupidity and my purely infantile naivety..
The one holding me moaned throatily into my ear before biting it, holding it between her teeth, breathing heavily into the side of my face as I continued to struggle weakly, exhausted already from hunger and thirst that had somehow remained unnoticed until this inopportune moment.
I shouted at her as she ground against me, calling her a liar, begging her to stop, tears falling down my cheeks again.
She replied with soft mocking laughter, replying that she had never lied, I was safe, I would be fine and that what was about to happen was a wonderful privilege and that I should feel honored, emphasising her words with soft bites and licks along my neck making me shudder, with fear or some odd pleasure I couldn’t tell.
I groaned as something hard slid out of the mass of flesh touching my sex, a thin tip like that of a stinger, growing slightly wider as more of it emerged and slid inside of me and the strange appendages holding my lower lips began to push and pull, toying with my sensitive flesh, one appendage clutching my clitoris and squeezing it gently making me moan involuntarily as my captor pushed her alien member deeper into me at an agonisingly slow pace, spreading me wider as its girth increased down its length, jolting up every now and again with a spasm like a rough thrust, making me jolt and barely suppress a groan.
I moaned guiltily, my face burning hot suddenly as it vibrated inside of me, pushing further in smoothly, my fluids starting to flow and trickle gently down the shaft and I felt the limbs around my chest tighten, constricting my breath slightly and a pair of fangs began to nibble along my neck, making my skin prickle and fur stand on end, my eyes were clenched shut and tears still crept down my cheeks, my dying emotional pain clashing futilely against my body’s pleasure.
After an eternity of writhing and moans, light thrusts and groans I felt her member go further inside me than I thought possible as the thin tip collided with my deepest reaches, pressing hard against my cervix making my eyes bug out as my captor grunted and pushed into me, pressing my rear against her harder, the shaft within me extending further.
Terror unlike anything I had ever felt before in my life, not even during the harrowing chase before this ordeal had begun, gripped my heart, squeezing it to an absolute stop for an unbearable moment as I screamed, tears flowing faster down my face as I shook my head violently babbling madly for her to stop, begging, writhing as much as I could with that impossibly long thing inside me.
She responded by leaning her head back, her mouth open wide, pointed teeth gleaming in the dull light, moaning in absolute ecstasy before bucking her hips violently once, driving that alien spear past my final defence and into my womb, simultaneously bringing her fangs down upon my shoulder moaning into my skin as I bled, my cry of pain turning into an ear splitting scream.
I sobbed violently, becoming slack as I was violated to the core, feeling her fangs remove themselves from my skin and her tongue dart out, licking the wound, stopping the bleeding and creating a tingling sensation in the process, she bit me again, moaning loudly as her member vibrated violently before expanding further at the base, something slowly making its way up, some spherical shape entering my body through her, stretching my walls uncomfortably.
“This is it.” She moaned breathily into my ear, her breath smelling of my blood. “This wonderful thing, this honor, this part of me...”
My jaw went completely slack at her next words, my mouth going dry and my eyes wide at the final killing blow to my mind, my soul.
“This child of mine. This child you will carry for me.”
An egg... And I’m its incubator.
I completely collapse, going slack in this monsters grip, staring blankly at the black walls trying to wrap my head around this insanity, trying to think of what celestial force I had insulted to deserve this fate. I barely reacted to the nibbles along my neck as the monster moaned uncontrollably only wincing as the egg pushed its way into my womb, resting within my deepest walls, an alien disturbing weight in my abdomen.
Three more... Three more eggs and she was finished, squirting some sort of fluid into my womb along with her eggs, her ovipositor slowly retracting from my body, slick with sexual juices, her sex organ letting go of mine, allowing her to let go of me, letting me slump to the cold stone, feeling desolate, violated and numb. Disgusting and putrid, the mother to some monster.
I did not cry any more. I could not cry, my eyes dry and my emotions spent.
I felt the large presence kneel beside me, stroking my back slowly, her mouth moving down next to my ear, whispering to me, explaining.
From this moment unto eternity my only purpose was to be a thing. A toy and a vessel unto her majesty, the Queen of the Changelings, a bearer of her children and a bringer of her pleasure.
With obedience and servitude would come rewards, freedom to move and do as I wish, trinkets and sweets, if I were to be a good mother I would be pampered and loved.
As an incubator I was special, a very important piece of the hive.
Special.
I looked up at the Queen, my Queen, my Mistress, my Life.
I closed my eyes and became nothing.
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End...
