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- >Rainbow Dash never saw the boulder coming.
- >She’d been out running recon for five minutes at most.
- >And that was all it took for the situation to go to shit by the time she got back.
- >She was still twenty feet up when it hit her square in the back.
- >The rock shattered her replacement wing, tearing it off at the base for the second time this year.
- >Commander Dash hit the ground face first.
- >She’d had harder landings, but this was a bad one.
- >Dazed, Rainbow rolled over and spit out a tooth.
- >Right now she needed to ignore the pain and find her squad.
- >Find out what happened.
- >Her eyes were slow to follow their orders.
- >Everything was slow.
- >Fuzzy.
- ‘Concussion, has to be.’
- >Rainbow Dash propped herself up on an elbow, and braced herself to rise.
- >She was cut off abruptly when the world shifted rapidly as something impacted her muzzle.
- ‘Pink.’
- ‘Hoof.’
- >Dash only recognized it had been a hoof that struck her a few seconds afterwards.
- ‘Concussion must be worse than I thought.’
- >Before Rainbow could rise again, the pink thing that hit her pinned her down to the ground.
- ‘That helmet…’
- >Another blow came.
- >Another tooth came loose and the light faded away for a moment.
- ‘This mare is strong.’
- >A fresh surge of adrenaline shot through Rainbow Dash.
- >She hated seeing ponies in that sun forsaken helmet.
- >Especially on ponies in her own uniform.
- >It help clear her mind a little, but it was too little too late.
- >The uniform and the helmet covered most of the mare, but there was no mistaking it.
- >Pinkamena had been converted.
- > Which meant Maud was either converted or…
- >Or…
- >Popped.
- >She’d seen too many good soldiers go out like that.
- >Dash had thought it sounded ridiculous when she first heard the reports.
- >It wasn’t until she saw it in person that she realized how terrifying it really was.
- >Once a convert got in you, it was over.
- >They just keep going, even in the face of mortal wounds.
- >You had five to ten seconds to get them off a pony.
- >After that, the cum started flowing and there was no going back.
- >Even if you got them free, all you did was trade a fast death for a slow one.
- >That cum was as unholy as it was unnatural.
- >A single drop was enough to impregnate a pony with any number of belly-rending shadow spawn.
- >Most ‘survivors’ got a lot more than a single drop.
- >Rainbow’s eyes locked on the helmet.
- >Pinkamena might still be savable.
- >Dash hadn’t been gone that long.
- >Five minutes, max.
- >If she got the helmet off, Pinkamena could still revert.
- >If she didn’t, Rainbow was almost certainly going to get splattered.
- ‘Big if.’
- >Rainbow Dash threw a left hoof at the mare pinning her to the ground.
- >It was slow.
- >Weak.
- >It didn’t even land where she was aiming.
- >Her blue hoof fruitlessly slid over the top of Pinkamena’s right shoulder.
- >Pinkamena replied with a steel head-butt.
- >Rainbow’s eyes unfocused.
- ‘Not good. Out of gas.’
- >Above her, Pinkamena assumed a position Rainbow Dash had seen all too often on the battlefield.
- >Pink hooves pinned her shoulders, and the body of the mare doing it nested between her thighs.
- ‘No way in Tartarus I’m going to go out like this.’
- >Rainbow gritted her teeth and tried again.
- >Her hoof only rose a few meagre inches off the ground before it refused to go further.
- ‘Fuck.’
- >The eye slits in the helmet pulsed, and rainbow felt something long, thick, and meaty thump onto her lower belly.
- ’No… Not like this…’
- >Pinkamena wordlessly slid the cock down her abdomen until the tip rounded her pubic mound.
- “Nngh- Snap out of it, bitch!”
- >Pinkamena continued unabated.
- >Her huge and unnatural cock finally aligned with its target and the brainwashed mare delivered a single deep thrust.
- >Even in her addled state, Rainbow Dash felt every inch of the massive rod batter its way inside.
- >It was easily twice as thick as any stallion she’d ever laid.
- >And it just kept pushing deeper inside her.
- >She felt the monstrous cock bottom out inside her, but it just kept pushing.
- “Nnghuh”
- >Rainbow’s hind legs kicked reflexively behind Pinkamena.
- >After another few seconds of unbearable pressure a new pain spiked through her.
- >The beastly cock jerked forward another inch and it’s pressing onslaught came to a halt, firmly anchored in her womb.
- ‘It’s in my… No. NO!’
- >Rainbow felt a new pulse deep inside her as the flat head of Pinkamena’s cock flared out.
- >It was time.
- >Dash panicked.
- >This couldn’t be how it ended.
- >Rainbow Dash suddenly felt something hot flood her core.
- ’NO NO NO NONONONO’
- >The mare on top of her was motionless.
- >The torrent of unholy seed inside her was not.
- >Already, Rainbow’s pubic mound was swelling.
- >She felt her jumpsuit pressing against it.
- >The pegasus had seen it happen dozens of times over the course of the war.
- >It hadn’t prepared her to feel it.
- >The swell of her flooding womb rose higher on her belly, lifting her navel and spreading the tightness of her jumpsuit to her whole barrel.
- >And it just kept coming.
- >A tear welled up before rolling down Rainbow’s cheek.
- >The longest she’d ever seen a popped mare last had to have been no more than thirty seconds.
- >As her middle ballooned, her jumpsuit started to strain.
- >It had no give, and Rainbow was finding it harder and harder to breathe.
- >It was tough, but it was still just cloth.
- >Two or three stitches popped, and numerous seams suddenly split up and down her rounded stomach.
- >Her cyan fur spilled through the gaps of the torn dome.
- ’Is that… me?’
- >A sickening, squelched gurgle rose out of her thinning womb as if to answer her.
- >There was nothing the commando mare could do but swell like a condom.
- >The rips in her uniform grew in width and length as she bloated with Pinkamena’s fell cum.
- >Rainbow dash could only barely see the emotionless face of Pinkamea’s helmet over her unfathomably stressed womb.
- >The squelching gurgle inside her continued.
- >She knew it was going to be the last thing she saw.
- >That drew out the tiny bit of rage and defiance Rainbow Dash had left.
- “Nngh- just finish it, you bitch! I’m a fucking cum bubble! How can you not- URKGN!”
- >Rainbow Dash was cut off by an abrupt pain that danced all the way across her distorted belly.
- ‘Finally.’
- >Dash felt like she was shattering.
- >Hot lines burned all over her over-taut skin as her swollen self tried to stretch further than was possible.
- >She felt her belly button flip under the strain of it all.
- >The ocean of cum inside her wanted to be freed and it wanted it now.
- >Rainbow Dash’s eyes rolled back and she released a gasped breath as the final surge of skittering pain jolted through her paper thin hide.
- >Her overburdened womb burst apart into a sickening splatter of steaming cum.
- >The puppet-that-was-Pinkamena stood up without a word to find another womb waiting on the front.
- —
- >”A report came in from the northern line, your Highness.”
- >”Good news, I trust, Lieutenant.”
- >The guard shuffled slightly.
- >”Mixed, more like. There was a significant offensive that was repulsed. About five hundred Converted. We managed to destroy or capture three hundred and twenty three helmets before they withdrew.”
- >”That doesn’t sound ‘mixed’ to me Lieutenant. I take it there were casualties.”
- >”Significant. Before the wave hit their scouting parties managed to convert one of our commando units. She burst her squad-mate and commander then proceeded to spearhead the attack.”
- >”I’m not hearing a number.”
- >”One hundred seventy-nine. The converted commando was responsible for almost a third of that before she was brought down.”
- >Celestia sighed and looked at the map below her.
- >Three hundred of the northern defenders were slated to assist the next southern offensive.
- >Now they couldn’t be easily spared.
- >The Princess of the Sun removed several figurines from the map before moving two from the northern to the southern front.
- >”We’re too far into this to back out, Lieutenant. Notify Field Marshal Armor that we-“
- >A battered bat pony in dark blue armor half ran half flew into the command tent before crashing into the chairs around the table.
- >Even as exhausted and injured as she appeared, she still shouted her message even as she arrived.
- >”CELESTIA! THE SOUTH! COUNTER OFFENSE TOOK THE CAMP! The honor guard was… and LUNA! Celestia… She…She…
- >The new mare paused to sob and started to break down.
- >”She what? Tell me what happened to Luna.”
- >”Oh by the Moon, she went everywhere.”
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