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- >Far from the rolling hills and verdant forests of Equestria,
- >past the Everfree Forest and the unsettled plains beyond,
- >in a desert region known only as the Badlands, resides the Hive –
- >towering above miles of blasted waste, this massive structure of chitin is home to the Changelings.
- >These insectoid beings, feared and loathed the world over, are known for taking sustenance from Love,
- >shapeshifting and impersonating spouses and partners to drain unwitting victims of their dearest passions.
- >Following their failed invasion of Canterlot, life goes on as usual for the Changelings –
- >feeding from stray buffalo, deceiving the hapless nomad, and ingratiating themselves into pony society,
- >to steal whatever True Love they can manage, wherever they can.
- >Normal, except for one curious addition to the Hive’s population:
- >You.
- >Bound in sickly greenish ooze at your wrists and ankles,
- >trapped in the center of a bustling recreational cavern of black chitin and mucous,
- >you are ravished day in and day out by the various drones and soldiers of the Changeling populace,
- >your stomach and colon packed ceaselessly with semen for months on end.
- >At this very moment, an eager young boy is thrusting his bulbous, girthy penis into your ass,
- >fucking his favorite new toy with wild abandon.
- >He is the twelfth of the evening, or thereabouts, and you wonder just how full they can stuff you –
- >each and every one of them takes it upon himself to hilt you completely before flooding you with cum,
- >and though you’ve gotten used to it, that doesn’t make it any less uncomfortable.
- >This young one, barely pubescent in the first place, shouldn’t greaten your burden too much.
- >Your bleary eyes recognize the now-familiar sight of a Changeling male in ecstasy,
- >as you feel yet another blast of slimy, viscous semen pour into your intestines.
- >The boy cries out and falls onto your chest, you assume simply of exhaustion,
- >but after five minutes, he clearly isn’t moving,
- >his penis snugly lodging itself in your butt for the duration of his nap.
- >Your own neglected cock simply twitches in frustration as liters of plugged-up fluid slosh around in your depths;
- >still, the gentle rocking of his snores don’t fail to lull you to slumber.
- ***
- >Some time later, you’re violently woken up by the feeling of a different drone penetrating you,
- >and you open your eyes to find another lowering his throbbing erection to your face.
- >Dumbly accepting your duty, you slip his member into your mouth,
- >running your tongue along its strangely-segmented length while he gently thrusts himself into your throat.
- >They enjoy using all of you, and it isn’t really that bad – as long as you obediently suckle your Masters,
- >they’ve got no reason to injure your jaw anymore.
- >Plus, their thick, dark-green cum, slightly acidic and very musky,
- >has been your only consistent source of nutrition for weeks.
- >As your two insectoid lovers spear you on their cocks, you wonder…
- >if you didn’t swallow every drop they fed you, would they even bother keeping you alive?
- >Don’t be foolish. It IS how they’re keeping you alive,
- >and you really must say you now enjoy it, after some inevitable resistance –
- >but even if you puked, after all, it’s futile retch out one load if another will be poured down immediately after,
- >and anyone would get used to the taste after a while.
- >In a few more weeks, you might even say you love it.
- >Give it a couple months, and you’ll surely be the most eager little cumslut on Earth,
- >gargling and savoring every drop of their slimy semen,
- >with the promise of gallons more endlessly at hand…
- >You’re snapped from your sluggish musings by a powerful pressure against your prostate,
- >and you whimper around the leaking cock lodged in your mouth.
- >”Hey, do that again!” the one you’re sucking says,
- >and the changeling behind him rips your legs free of their bindings and spreads them apart,
- >bottoming out in your ass before giving short, rapid thrusts into your well-worn hole.
- >You can’t even think straight, and scream around the cock stuffed in your throat while its owner ramps up his thrusts;
- >the two Changelings quicken their pace, and before long, both of them shudder simultaneously,
- >dumping copious loads of warm, mushy semen into your belly and butt.
- >The ceaseless stimulation even grants you a rare peak of your own,
- >and you spurt out a tiny dribble of cum onto your belly as your Masters pump their favorite toy full of his food.
- >As they wander off, you wish the top one would’ve came into your mouth instead of halfway down your esophagus;
- >the taste is really something you’ve been learning to savor throughout your imprisonment.
- >Oh well.
- >Stuffed to a near-pregnant outline, your anus leaking a flood of goopy green seed,
- >you fall into a post-coital reverie not fully describable as sleep.
- ***
- >You are a nameless Changeling, and you are very sad.
- >They had brought the strange creature in a few days after the failed attack on Canterlot;
- >the raiding party could only say it had come from Equestria,
- >though they couldn’t say much more than that.
- >Your captain had suggested it serve as a mating toy,
- >officially so that Changelings might better know how to “please” such creatures in the wild,
- >but he wasn’t fooling anyone.
- >Still, the entire hive has been having their way with it since,
- >and as you look over toward its mindless, cum-bloated body, you feel nothing but pity.
- >You are flouting every rule of the Hive by being up so late,
- >but it’s the only time the creature is given a break – and thus the only time for you to approach it.
- >You cross the shell-like floor to the being’s pedestal,
- >where it is bound by mucous in a position that exposes it to the abuses of your brothers.
- >It looks to be sleeping, and its naked body is dirty and disheveled,
- >coated with dried semen and smelling strongly of the stuff,
- >with a steady stream of it leaking from the hole below its penis.
- >It doesn’t deserve this – if you could cry, tears would be pouring for this miserable beast,
- >but you get to work helping it in any way you can.
- >Grabbing its head in your hard, chitinous hoof,
- >you carefully lick the leavings of your brothers’ exploits from its face,
- >swallowing the stray semen by which this mammal is forced to survive;
- >the warm, musky liquid slides down your throat, and you nearly retch in disgust.
- >You wonder how this poor thing can stomach it,
- >but you know better than anyone the extremes to which hunger can drive someone.
- >It looks so peaceful… as it opens its mouth to take a breath, you see a mouthful of teeth,
- >its incisors sharp like your own, but the rest dull and flat, like those of a pony.
- >You’ve never seen anything like it, and the softness of its skin is… inviting.
- >You understand now why most of your brothers spend all their time fighting over access to it,
- >its pliant, squishy texture, the warmth it radiates to all who hold it…
- >Nothing stops Changelings from loving one another, but your sharp and angular bodies are… unsatisfying,
- >to say the least. And given the Queen’s sole dominion over reproduction,
- >nourishing oneself is often, for a Changeling in the wild, secondary to relieving one’s desires.
- >Until this thing showed up to take care of all that.
- >You rub your cheek along its chest, relishing its wonderful smoothness,
- >before lowering down to its abdomen and finding a wonderful surprise –
- >it seems your brutish brethren have given this creature some pleasure of its own,
- >if the tiny puddle of semen coating its stomach is any indication.
- >Curious, you greedily lap up the whitish fluid, swishing it into your cheeks and tasting its exotic flavor.
- >It’s a bit lighter and more bitter than your own,
- >less pungent and slimy than the Changelings’ reproductive goop,
- >any you can’t help yourself enjoying it.
- >You think you just may have just found a tangible reward for your work.
- >Finished savoring its semen, you turn back down to the sleeping mammal.
- >Its stomach looks painfully bloated, and you note the semen dripping from its bum with an idea.
- >Laying your hooves flat on its stomach, you push down hard,
- >and a torrent of sickly-green cum pours out onto the ground,
- >hopefully making the creature more comfortable, if at all possible.
- >Hmm…
- >You lower your head down below its cock, careful not to poke it with your horn,
- >and tongue out the rest of your brethren’s seed,
- >hesitantly gulping the stuff down as you ensure the being’s cleanliness.
- >Wait, what was that?
- >The creature is stirring – being relieved of several liters of semen probably agitated it more than you’d anticipated.
- >You bolt for the exit, anxious not to be seen, though frankly you don’t know why.
- >It’s been enough sneaking for one night anyway. You really need to get back to bed by now, and so you do,
- >snuggling in your scratchy blanket alongside your cold, aloof brothers,
- >blushing in happiness as you think of the warm, soft, tasty little slave in the other room.
- ***
- >You are Chrysalis, Queen of the Changeling Hive.
- >You are standing above the captive human’s mating chamber,
- >and are most intrigued by what you’ve just witnessed.
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