Location: Grazer’s Rest
	The palace was empty, soldiers were out on foreign missions, merchants were chasing coins, and palace staff were chasing extra hours of sleep in some hidden corner of the palace. The Unifying Queen paced the halls. Things were starting to look bad. There was fighting in the west by two neighboring empires and one of her own king sent out a bounty against another peoples.
	Her hair was in disarray, unbrushed and frizzy. Her chest was bare, showing her breasts proudly to the world, as all great queens should. Gold chains and gems hung from her body, and they all jingled lightly as her hooves clicked on the tiled floors.
	There was a sound down and hallway and she followed it around a corner. Peeping around the corner, she saw nothing.

	…but felt a bolt of pain shoot through her human back. A hand grabbed a handful of her hair, just behind her back, snacking her head back. As pain filled her body, she was stuck watching the ceiling as a voice whispered into her ear.
	“Good afternoon My Queen.” It was Onyx, his voice dripping with venom and malice, “Sending some diplomat all the way to Sibling on my behalf was a nice gesture, really it was, but I was already on my way to meet you.
	Onyx held up the bloody dagger. “Pretty little toy isn’t it, it slides in, and when it slides out your wound seals without a scar. It’s truly impressive, it is amazing what you can find out in those savage hillsides. Weird magic’s have been bought and sold in these lands.”
	The Queen could hardly speak, and took short pained gasps as he tugged her hair farther back. “Onyx. What are you doing?”
	“If it wasn’t obvious, I want this city. And I will take it just like I took Sibling.”
	“Guards! Guards!” She screamed.
	“Sadly My Queen, what little guards are on duty right now are busy counting the coins that have fallen into their purses. It’s just us, and a friend or two I’ve brought.”
	The Queen’s knees shook as an eager found her sex and went to work furiously eating her out. “You. You won’t take this from me!”
	The hand in her hair didn’t lesson as he leaned forward, “Oh, I won’t be taking anything from me. You will remain Queen, and you will make me your one and only king.”
	“That’s never happening.” She tried to say while a wild tongue continued its actions.
	“Oh it will, you see, there is a beautiful cocktail of drugs that I had put on that blade. Ingested it makes you a sex crazed fiend, injected into the blood? Well it acts differently. It becomes permanent, it never wears off, even if the effects are sadly a bit weak.”
	The Queen’s breath was getting short, and as the floran Weed was working her sex with a mindless tongue, Onyx was foundling her breasts, whispering his future plans sweetly into her ear. A fire had started in the small of her back and was creeping across her skin.
	“Weed. Get her horny.” And on command the Queen felt she could notice a subtle sugary smell, but as soon as her nose detected it, it had vanished. The pheromones had started to mingle with her mind as the chemicals took control of her body.
	The pheromones were making Onyx hard, but he managed to hold onto his sanity after all the other times he’d felt it. He stepped back from the Queen and watched her. His shaft was hard and swinging below him. A heavy droplet of pre-cum hung on the tip of its head.
	Weed leapt up, away from the dazed Queen and crawled on all fours to her master’s swinging cock.
	Onyx slapped Weed, and pinned her to the floor with a hoof. She feebly tried to reach his cock from her position. The harder she tried, the harder his hoof ground into her back. “No, Weed, you get this after you do what you are told. Now get back to work!”
	The floran pouted, taking one last look at his thick cock and turned back to the Queen, who was so overcome by the plantgirl’s pheromones that she hadn’t thought to run away. The chemicals inside her had started to bring about a change. The Queen’s lips were thicker, and her waist was thinner. Her breasts had begun to swell. Her moaning grew higher pitched, as her breast were suckled by Weed.
	Onyx watched eagerly.
	After an hour of this treatment, the Queen had changed, she was staring at Onyx’s cock and licking her lips. The Queen pushed Weed away and stumbled over to him, her breast were much bigger now, her lips fuller, her hair longer than it was before, and her waist was thinner. Even her horse body was sleeker in some places and rounder in the others. She sat down, and began to kiss the head of his cock.
	He moaned, and a victorious grin spread across his face. He could see it now, money, power, castles, and armies all at his command…and one more whore for his harem. As her tongue circled around his flared head, lapping up the dripping precum, he said,
	“So who is your King?”
	She closed her eyes, savoring the taste of the cum, and how candy sweet it seemed to her. She opened her eyes and looked up to him. “Hehe, I don’t know.”
	“Don’t you remember, my pretty little whore, I am your king.”
	She took his whole cockhead in her mouth and sucked as she thought about his words. Then she pulled back, making a little popping noise as it left her mouth, “I still get to be Queen right? I like being Queen.”
	“Yes, you are still Queen. You’ll have all the nice things. Just do as you are told.” He took a fistful of her hair to punctuate his point.
	She simply giggled, “Oh, I like that. I’d like jewels. Jewels are pretty.” She took a lick of his shaft, “And cocks. More like this one please.” She went back to sucking him, this time, forcing more and more of him down her petite throat. Somehow she was managing to take a good half of his equine cock.
	Finally he gave a scream, pulled out and came. Great ropes of cum shot across the Queen’s face, covering her face, hair, and breasts in thick streaks of white. She sat there with her mouth open and her tongue out. Before he was even finished, she was lapping up all she could, hungry swallowing every drop.
	Weed saw one small puddle of cum on the tiled floor, and crawled over to it, licking her lips. Just before she could claim it as her own, The Queen was there, licking it up off the tiles. There was a fiendish look in the Queen’s eyes and she giggled at the look of loss in the floran’s eyes.
	The Queen moved back to Onyx’s dripping cock and began cleaning him up, licking every drop of cum she could find from his semi-erect, now sensitive flesh. Weed tried to lick it too but kept getting pushed away by the Queen.
	Poor Weed was left licking up the little bit of cum that remained untouched on the Queen’s body and hair.
	Onyx looked down at his cum-stained conquest, “Now say ‘I hearby decree Lord Onyx to be king of the herds, and guildmaster above all other guildmasters.”
	The Queen looked up with dull eyes, “I umm, hearby decry Lord Onyx and his dick, he he, to be the king of my herd, and guildmaster of- guildmaster of-hehe.” She trailed off and went back to suckling on his cock.
	“Close enough.” He sighed, rolling his eyes.