The Erotic Life of the Smallest Changeling

Contains: micro, fart, unwilling, anal insertion, torture

Please notice that this chapter involves hardcore fetish material which may not be everyone's cup of tea. You don't need this chapter to understand anything other than how Apple gets her revenge, so feel free to skip it if you are grossed out.

This is the last clop chapter.

Alex batted at the marble dangling from his neck in a bored fashion and his counterpart in the mirror copied the motion like an unoriginal prick. It was the early morning and only the second time he'd equipped the amulet and, oh boy, did it feel weird. The only way he could describe wearing it was like having a second heart. It was like the stone had a beat of its own that was constantly trying to match his own but always got it wrong. He didn't like the feeling.

Oleander and Alex had been pretty much thrown out of Bell's home immediately after getting the thing yesterday. While Oleander had seemed proud and held his head high, Alex had been totally confused by the whole encounter. The larger changeling was happy to explain that many who were taking part in the invasion had gone to Bell and others like him looking for amulets of their own. Very few changelings had thought about going into the battle with a little extra power until just recently, so the amulet makers were VERY busy these days. The invasion was literally around the corner and they had more orders to fill in a week then they had had all year! After hearing that, Alex could actually understand why Bell wasn't excited to see his old friend. He was a business man... err, changeling, and business had piled up on him.

"Poor Bell," Alex mumbled to himself with a sad chuckle, casually pulling the string over his head and dropping the necklace on the counter of the bathroom sink.

Oleander didn't usually arrive for another hour, so it was a happy surprise to hear the front door open and close across the house. Alex grinned, figuring he was just early because he had to go pay Bell this morning. Alex took to the air with excited wing beats and flew around the corner to greet his best friend, but was suddenly encased in a green glow that violently ripped him from the sky. A massive face with a malicious fanged smile appeared.

"What are you doing Apple?" Alex grunted as he struggled in the magic bonds.

"Oleander's not here?" she smirked.

"He will be soon," Alex squirmed again.

"I doubt it," she chirped.

"Why are you doing this Apple?!" Alex cried. "I saved you, you get to be in the invasion. If you hurt me you--"

Apple shook him in the air like a baby rattle to make him shut up. "Don't taunt me!" she barked once, blasting her hot breath through his hair. He swallowed once as his mind rolled from the shaking. "You are a crafty little bastard, I'll give you that, but no one makes fun of me. No pony, no changeling, and no... bug," she hissed.

"I never made fun of you," Alex tried to reason while holding the sides of his throbbing head.

"Yes you did!"

He licked his lips nervously. "What are you going to do to me?"

Her wicked grin grew. "Sex."

Alex had made love to Chrysalis and Apple in the past, so as far as he was concerned, there were no surprises left. He'd cleaned hooves, been squeezed between breasts, and shoved up vaginas. So he was left racking his brain for what else Apple could do to him that he hadn't experienced before. That didn't mean he wanted to take part of course, but rather he knew what was coming.

Alex, lost in his thoughts, didn't notice as Apple carried him along to the room with the tub. There, she dropped him on the floor and knocked him out of his mental world. He watched Apple descend into the empty bath, remembering the last time they'd done this. He considered trying to run, but maybe there was still a chance to stop this diplomatically.

"Please Apple, I tried to help you," he pleaded.

"Help? HELP?! You humiliated me! I don't need a bug to do things for me because I can't take care of myself."

"But I'm the one who caused the problem and I just wanted to--"

"You're damn right you caused the problem. And now you're going to pay for it," she giggled evilly.

Alex gulped and his eyes widened as he watched her horn light up with emerald energy. Before he could think, the magic hit him in the chest and his body went limp. Then he was lying on the floor, his face the only thing he could control.

"What's happening!? I can't move!" he panicked. Last time she had constantly restrained him with her telekineses, not whatever it was she had done now.

"So much for Oleander teaching you magic," Apple snickered. "It's a simple paralysis spell. It should keep you nice and compliant."

"Oleander will hear about this!" Alex threatened.

She mock gasped. "Oh no. Then I'll have to stay here with you guys even longer!"

Alex clamped his mouth shut. That didn't sound like a good thing.

Apple's grin nearly split her face in two. "Exactly. So don't go blabbing about this and I'll be out of your mane in two days," she laughed.

Alex desperately tried to will his limbs to move. He had to prove he was stronger than her magic. As he went about his hopeless mission, Apple spun around in the tub and raised her tail. Alex's struggles ceased as he gazed up at her butt, which was even more bubbly then Chrysalis's, and her dry sex. "This is MY revenge," Apple taunted. Alex was suddenly flipped over so that his belly was facing skyward and his limbs were spread wide like an eagle. The ass loomed above him ominously and her tail flicked back and forth merrily.

"Say you're sorry," Apple ordered.

"N-no," Alex stuttered.

Apple lowered her posterior several inches. "Say it," she sing-songed, obviously enjoying this.

"I'm... I'm sorry. I'm sorry okay, I didn't mean it!"

"Good," and with that, Apple turned around and grabbed Alex with her hoof. "I will expect more apologies from you in the future," she explained. Then she held him close to her nose and gave him a quick whiff. "Tsk tsk. But before that, we will have to do something about that smell."

"W-what smell?" Alex asked nervously.

"I KNOW" she suddenly proclaimed, completely ignoring his question. The next thing Alex knew, he was staring at Apple's backside again. "This should do it," Apple tittered.

The hoof Alex was stuck to moved towards Apple's right cheek and pressed him into the soft fur and squishy butt flesh. The marshmallow fat happily morphed to the contours of his body and welcomed him with the smell of sweat. The offending appendage against his back then moved up and down, grinding him into Apple's ass.

The larger changeling sighed while Alex grit his teeth against the pressure. He was dragged up, pressed into her flab, then moved down again. Eventually, Apple lifted him away from her cheek only to introduce him to its twin and the treatment began all over again. His paralyzed form was used to dry scrub Apple's entire backside. When she got bored with the up and down motions, she started rubbing her ass in little circles. Around Alex went, meeting every last square inch of those juicy flanks. He felt like he was melting from the warmth created by friction and the natural body heat that radiated from her rear.

When she was finally satisfied, Apple brought Alex back to her face for another sniff. "Hmm," she frowned. "You still don't smell right."

Alex coughed once. "I don't know what you're talking about Apple. Let me go!"

Her wicked smile returned however when she felt something bubble in her stomach. "Oh, now I know what will clean you up." Alex found his view switching back to Apple's fatty mounds once more. He groaned, thinking she was going to massage herself with his body again, but he was dead wrong.

Apple spread her legs and inhaled deeply, her glutes almost seeming to inflate. Alex now had a clear view of her anus as the puckered ring flexed. He was held just beyond her tunnel when he heard the bubbling in Apple's stomach moving down her body. He would have tensed up if he wasn't trapped in a limp state. Then, as he dreaded, Apple farted.

A rancid wind tore through his mane and Alex swore he could see the gas cling to his fur. He coughed from the smell and his eyes began to water. He wasn't truly crying, but he was on the verge. Alex only wished he could lift his hooves to cover his nose.

"Ah," Apple sighed. "That was even better than I expected. Let's try another."

Alex dared to open his eyes only to see her massive hole open and release more of the putrid stench and the baritone sound that came with it. He wanted to vomit, to let his stomach spew whatever it was that rested in a changeling, but he couldn't. His insides refused to finish the journey up his throat so Alex was left to wheeze and hack on the miasma. His eyes burned, tears slowly drifted down his cheeks, and he struggled to catch his breath.

"Wait wait, I've got one more!" Apple announced happily.

Alex didn't get a chance to say anything before his face was shoved into her ass and the muscles pulled open to let one last gassy expulsion through. It was loud and wet too.

"Oh yeah," Apple moaned.

Alex saw black spots in his vision as the noxious fumes filled his lungs and robbed him of precious oxygen. Luckily, the second before he let himself pass out, the restricting hoof around his torso pulled him back. He was moved away from the source of the deadly vapor and responded by greedily sucking down clean air. Apple's eye appeared in his still impaired vision, questioning the validity of his desperate breathing.

"Don't be such a baby. You act like my farts stink." She snorted at her own joke, smacking her rump with her free hoof.

Alex coughed out a retort. "You could've killed me."

She rolled her eyes. "We haven't even started yet, Alex."

"What?" he choked.

"I said we're not done. Now get ready, because you're going in!"

Without further delay, Alex's vision shifted to Apple's backside yet again, but that didn't last long. With his next blink, Alex was shoved deep into her hole. The larger changeling squealed in delight and experimentally clenched her ring. Alex, only the tips of his back hooves left outside, felt a huge pressure on his torso that pulled him further into the foul smelling cave. He couldn't breath and the repulsive walls crushed his torso.

Apple pumped the paralyzed and helpless creature in and out of her rump, marveling at the new sensation. Her tongue lazed out of her mouth and drool dripped down her muzzle. Apple, her legs spread wide, magic manipulating the tiny life between her rear cheeks, was in heaven. She couldn't help but snicker as she felt her climax coming at the torturous expense of the little bastard. As for Alex there were spots in his vision again. He almost wished he could die right now, but he knew Apple wouldn't allow that.

When Oleander arrived at the house, he was surprised to find Alex and Apple in the bath together, relaxing quietly on opposite ends of the tub. He was suspicious, but Alex dispelled his concerns with his many rapid assurances that everything was fine and normal. Oleander scratched his head at that, but quickly shrugged and left the bathroom. He dropped the issue quickly, figuring that if something was truly wrong, Alex would tell him.

And speaking of baths, Oleander felt he could use one too. Changelings usually only bathed once per three days, unless they were nobility or in the field. So it went without saying that the aged changeling thought one might be in order for himself now. And after he got clean himself, he could start teaching Alex how to use that amulet.