Author's Notes:

I swear I'm not trying to be lazy here, but this is another clopless chapter. Just doesn't seem to fit into the story yet.

In a lone dark alleyway between structures, a brief green ball of fire erupted from nothingness. Chrysalis, queen of the changelings setting foot in the town of Appleloosa for the first time, still adorned in her magical disguise as the influential Fancy Pants.

However, no sooner had her feet touched the ground did the stallion disguised changeling knees follow soon after. The queen collapsing onto the dirt ground. She couldn’t do a thing to stop the bile rising from her intestines as she lurched over, throwing up the contents of her stomach onto a stack of wooden crates before her.

I-It’s far worse than I imagined! Chrysalis mind screamed. I…I need to m-make this fast!

Steeling herself through the pain and disgust, Chrysalis wiped her mouth as she struggled to her feet. With much added effort, she attempted to resume a normal walking pace out of the back alley, as the wooden crates she had defiled slowly dissolved behind her.

It was night…fortunately. Even as bad as the feeling she had now, it would only get worse when the ponies of this awful town awoke once more in the morning. An idle stallion sitting on a nearby bench spotted the limping stallion, who appeared to be in a great deal of pain. He quickly rose and trotted over to the man.

“S-Sir? Are you alright?” He asked, concerned. “You don’t look to well… do you need a doctor?”

Oh sure! Be a decent pony being to me because I’m a STALLION! Chrysalis growled through thoughts. Is it that hard to show the same respect to a mare!?!?

I-I’m fine,” Chrysalis coughed, putting on her best impression of the Fancy Pants she had come to know. “However… would you be so kind as to point me in the direction of this… B-Blueblood fellow? I have an urgent matter that requires his immediate presence…”

“Oh… you must be new here, fellow. Guy lives in the big manor on top of the hill down that way. Can’t miss it…”

“T-Thank you…” Chrysalis said, immediately trudging off in the direction the stallion had pointed.

“You know he’s not going anywhere!” The stallion called after her. “And you look like you could really use a visit to the whore house. Get yourself in a nice quick slave mare… reckon it’ll brighten you right up!”

Chrysalis stumbled again, thankfully keep her footing. She wanted to hurl again just from hearing that disgusting remark!

“N-No thank you!” She said, forcing the most polite tone she could muster. The stallion just shrugged and started walking the other way to the whore house alone.

Animals! All of them! Every single one! They’ll get what’s coming to them! I’ll level every building in sight to the ground if I could! But I haven’t the time to deal with these monsters now… I can already feel my magic beginning to fade. I must hurry!

Chrysalis soon arrived at her destination. Sure enough, it was a newly constructed mansion, on a high hill overlooking the rest of town. Quite elegant in its design but its golden decorations and marble pillars just shouted that it was out of place in the middle of the otherwise empty desert. But above all, it announced that this is where the pony in charge lived. Exactly what Chrysalis wanted right now…

Chrysalis knocked on the door as hard as she could before taking a long deep breath, standing up straight, and assuming the most dignified pose she could think of. A pose she quickly lost upon seeing the pony who answered the door.

“Y-Yes?” A mare asked, the very sight of which almost made Chrysalis want to cry. She was a shy frail creature, the only clothing she wore suggesting she was the maid, but doing absolutely nothing to hide her privates from onlookers. She stood there holding the door open with her head low, not wanting to meet the gaze of the superior stallion above her. If Chrysalis could, she would drop her disguise in an instant and hug her. Assure her that everything would be ok! That she would be leaving this awful place forever. To be with ones that actually cared for her! But she couldn’t jeopardize the mission so.

“I’m here to see the Prince…” Chrysalis swallowed.

“Of course…sir… please… come inside…” The frail mare bowed even deeper as she gestured the disguised changeling inside before closing the door behind him.

Inside the manor was even worse. A handful of similar collared and naked dressed mare cleaners scattered the room. All of which were equipped from dusters to brooms, diligently cleaning every surface of the prestige house. They bowed low as Chrysalis approached them, breasts drooping down, but doing nothing to conceal their embarrassing forced nudity. They made no hint of it, but Chrysalis could just feel the suppressed rage and anger the mares held in. Their spirits were broken but their hatred for stallions like her remained as strong as ever!

“F-Fancy Pants?” A voice to her side called. There entered Prince Blueblood himself, adored in a royal robe and crown on his head as he strolled through the hall to meet his guest. The mare servants bowing again and withdrawing to the wall. “What are you doing here? He asked curiously.

Finally! The jackass is here…

“Ah, Blueblood, my good… fellow!” Chrysalis said cheerfully, trying to suppress her growl as every cell in her body screamed out in discomfort. “I was just in the neighborhood and thought I would drop by… see how our fearless new leader is fairing in his new role. Would you… by any chance… have a more private room where you and I could discuss matters on a more personal level?”

Blueblood paused for a moment before giving his visitor a bright smile. “Of course! Anything for my oldest friend!” He said, patting Chrysalis on the back and gesturing for him to follow.

“Don’t mind these things, my friend” Blueblood remarked with obvious cruelty to the mare slaves who ducked out of their way as their traveled the hall. “But feel free to use one if any of them catch your eye! And don’t be afraid of breaking them, course. Like any sex toy, they are all easily replaceable…”

Chrysalis stumbled a bit, quickly playing it off as if nothing had happened. “N-No, none for me… they don’t quite seem to be my type…”

“Of course,” Blueblood said, respectively pulling open a door and gesturing her inside before him. It was a lavish room. Paintings and decorations adorning the four walls but all that stood in the center were two chairs and a table between them. “My apologies if this room isn’t to your fitting...” Around the room there were royal guardsmen stationed on the walls, standing at focused attention. “But these are dangerous times we are living in… what with our enemies on the loose, just waiting for the right moment to strike. I can’t even walk outside without my security detail lording over me. But it’s all for the best I suppose. I shudder to think of what would become of my citizens if something were to ever happen to me…”

“Oh! It isn’t a problem!” Chrysalis coughed as she took her seat in one of the two chairs in the center of the room facing each other. Not what she had exactly hoped for, but the guards were fairly distanced. With any luck they wouldn’t be able to stop her.

New plan… kill the bastard at all costs… to hell what happens with Fancy Pant’s identity afterwards. All that matters is the problem is fixed!

“So….” Blueblood said with a grin as he sat down on the opposing seat. “How have things been with you my friend? I’m ever so thankful to see you’ve managed to evade the changelings for all this time. I’ve heard stories about what they’ve changed stallions into…” Blueblood shuddered. “I simply cannot imagine a more horrible fate for one’s such as us.”

I can think of one… Chrysalis sneered in her head. “O-Oh yes… awful matter… those changelings. I’m sure none of the stallions deserved to have those awful things happen to them...” Chrysalis said absentmindedly as she attempted to focus. Giving every bit of willpower she had, she attempted to activate her magic. But… to her complete dismay, her once powerful magic failed to come.

Come on!! Come on!! He’s right there! Snap his neck! Break his spine! Crash the crystal chandelier down on him! Something! But no matter how hard Chrysalis tried, her horn wouldn’t even glow! She couldn’t lift a single finger with her magic!

“Quite right,” Blueblood said sadly. “It appears us men are simply are just the victims in the changeling’s games. It’s only right I give the stallions of my new empire the right to relieve their stress with the mares. After all, the women are the reason the changelings are even here. One could even say our treatment is lax… given this is all their fault. Wouldn’t you agree, Fancy Pants?”

“Yes… yes, of course….” Chrysalis spoke. Now fumbling around, looking for a sharpened object on the table between them. A butter knife?! Who even uses these things!? How am I going to use this to kill the bastard who thinks these wonderful creatures deserve this hell!?”

“You look tense…” Blueblood said, staring with concern at the other stallion who seemed to be looking at everything besides him. “Something troubling you, my friend? Wait wait… actually… I think I have just the remedy for your aliments!” He said with a smile, before snapping his finger.

The door in the back swung open. One not so happy looking servant entered, with her, holding a leash tied tightly around the metal collar of a gagged unicorn known as Trixie came crawling after her, a furious gaze in her eye as she spotted Blueblood and the stallion he was with.

“You like her? Purchased her this morning, myself. I know a good deal when I see one.” Blueblood said with a growing smile as the unicorn was forcibly pulled over to them. The servant mare quickly handed the leash to him, shooting a quick apologetic look to Trixie, before bowing and retreating from the room. “My newest pet… but I can already tell she’s going to be my star prize!” He added with a lusty grin.

With a flash of his horn, he lifted the unicorn onto the table, slamming her face up onto its surface where he kept her arms magically restrained at her sides as well as her legs which he made extra sure to spread open. The unicorn’s cleanly shaven clit popping into his view mere inches away from him. Even though she wanted to, Trixie remained completely powerless to fight against his magic with the inhibitor rings still firmly locked in place around her horn.

“Just look at these tits!” He said with a lick of his lips, grabbing the heaving mountain of flesh and roughly squeezing, causing the unicorn to groan in pain through her gag. “No one can honestly tell me a creature with breasts this large are good for anything other than living beneath us as an outlet for our lust! And thinking back to the most notably aspect of the Fleur Dis Lee pet you traveled around with… I’d say this unicorn is exactly your type,” He said with a wink, giving another shake to Trixie’s endowed chest. “Go on… as my guest of honor, I invite you to have a go at her...”

Chrysalis had stumbled up, eyes fearful as the unicorn restrained on the table looked up to her with a gaze of pure hatred. A gaze that only intensified with every word Blueblood spat above her.

“I-I can’t!” Chrysalis stuttered. The feeling was already driving her mad. But she couldn’t risk blowing her cover for this!

“Why not, my friend? I must insist! You’d be doing me a favor! She’s a fresh arrival to our quaint little town so you can just imagine I need all the help I can get breaking her will…” Blueblood said, magically spreading the unicorn’s pink folds open, attempting to entice Fancy Pants further.

“I’m a married man…” Chrysalis thought, thinking back to every detail she knew about the stallion she was disguised as. “I will remain faithful to my wife!”

“Oh please,” Blueblood scoffed. “Your marriage holds no value in my new world. Especially not after your wife so willingly left you for the changelings!” He growled. “But…. I suppose I can respect your wishes, at least for privacy’s sake. Even so, I must implore you, have a grope of these magnificent breasts… Just a quick touch, perhaps?” He said with another smirk. “They really are something wonderful. Their feel… weight… even her nipples, all as if designed to a male’s ideal desires! Heh, they don’t even make bras this big. Especially not anymore. And besides, this mare could use a good reminder of her place in the world...”

“I-I can’t do that either….” Chrysalis said now, her forehead starting to drip with thick beads of sweat. Every bone in her body was screaming for her to get out of this awful place! But she had to finish her mission. Even if it meant straggling the bastard with her own two hands!! Slowly, she began to stumble forward.

“Oh… I see,” Blueblood said calmly, sitting back into his chair and giving a subtle nod to the guards in the corner. “Pity really…”

“No…no it isn’t…” Chrysalis spoke slowly.

But before Chrysalis take the final step and lunge her hands around the throat of her enemy her body erupted in electric heat. Thousands of volts of magically energy coursed through her body, cast by the royal guard standing directly behind her. Chrysalis’s body froze up, unable to even scream out in pain as she was electrocuted.

Finally, in a smoldering heap, the stallion disguised changeling collapsed to the floor, her limps writhing and spasming. The first time she had felt true pain in a long while.

The royal guard slowly approached her motionless body, roughly yanking her head up and pushing an inhibitor ring down to the base of her horn, which clicked and locked into place.

Before Blueblood’s very eyes dissolved the stallion he had met with, revealing the true form of the spy, one naked and injured female changeling’s queen.

“My my my!” Blueblood said with his largest smirk yet. “I figured the changelings would have sent a disposable drone after me that I could have made an example of to the town… But the queen of the changelings herself?! Heh, that is a whole other realm of stupidity…”

Chrysalis was still far to dazed to even glare at the prince as her body was hoisted into the kneeling position. Blueblood leaning over and giving two quick pats on her cheek. “I was lying before… In truth, you are going to be my star prize…”

Rising back up, Blueblood quickly ordered his men. “To the dungeon with her! She is exactly what we’ve been waiting for to proceed with our plan!”

As the guards carried the newly exposed and limp Chrysalis off, and Trixie back to his private quarters, Blueblood could only shake his head and softly chuckle to himself.

“Heh, of all the stallions in the world to choose from she picked Fancy Pants… Even at my prime, that man could never stand looking at me…”

“Ok………….” Daring Do said with an exasperated sigh, banging her head against her crossed arms that sat on her knees. “So in your story…… I grab the jewel encrusted golden dildo and make my escape from the temple. But instead of poisonous darts or pits of lava…. there’s only sex traps…… which tear away my clothes and start having their way with me…. Then… for some reason… you say I start to enjoy it?”

“Uh huh!!!!” Lightning Dust gushed with stars in her eyes. Every sign Daring gave that this was an incredibly awkward and weird conversation flying right over her head. “Then… then the snakes come out and start using their head and tails to-“

“Ok! Stop! Stop!” Daring Do said, to which the pegasus complied, still eagerly bouncing up and down as she shared her fan fiction idea. Why had she even offered to listen to this? Because this pegasi’s friend was sold earlier and she felt bad for her? Even so, she was really starting to regret that decision... “Let me just ask you…. Is there anyone… or anything, in your story that I don’t have sex with? Namely… my most hated enemies?”

“No!!!” Lightning Dust squealed excitedly. “But that’s not even the best part! You see… the golden dildo has this super cool magical power that makes you grow a dick of your own! Which you use on Ahuizotl to-!”

“Ok! Stop again!” Daring ordered, now covering her ears shut, “I….uh… don’t want you to spoil it for me! Heh…”

“I thought it was pretty cool,” Rumble said from outside the cages, shoveling food through the hole in their cages and into their dog bowls. “I would definitely read it!”

“……..Annnddddd I would to!” Daring suddenly adding, her face reverting in an instant as she shot Rumble a seductive smile. “What’s your favorite part, Rumble?” She asked with a wink. “Was when Ahuizotl makes me into his sixth cat? Or maybe when Dr. Caballeron and his gang take turns giving me their creampies before……. *sigh*…. taking me home to keep as their real treasure…?”

“Uh… errrrr, heh heh,” Rumble said with a now mad red blush across his face. He quickly threw the food into Daring’s dog bowl before scooting out backwards from the room.

“Shesh Daring, give it a rest!” Lighting scoffed. “You’re acting exactly like the stallions say we are whenever Rumble is nearby… You know he has a hard time around girls! And he’s way younger than you too!”

“I know… I know!” Daring sighed. “I just can’t help myself! I’ve never felt this way before!! It’s just, whenever I see his kind warm loving smile or him caring for us… I just want to… well… ugggg! Let’s just say I really don’t want to be in this cage when I do.”

“None of us do,” Lighting said. “But you know Rumble would be dead if all your girls got out and fucked him to exhaustion…… which just happens to also be the plotline for my other story where you traverse to the Temple of Forbidden Lusts after forgetting to put your clothes on in the morning! Here’s how it goes….”

“Kill me now….”

Meanwhile… at the front of the story, a lone wealthy stallion by the name of Filthy Rich entered, pulling off his hat as he approached the front desk where Flam stood with a professional smile.

“Excuse me, my good man. But would you by any chance have any Apples for sale?” Filthy Rich asked.

“Apples?” Flam said, slightly confused and taken aback. “Have you checked the market, sir? There should be plenty. This is Appleloosa after all!”

“No no! I mean mares of the Apple family! I’m starting a collection of them for my business. They’re a strong, reliably breed. Their milk just has the exact taste and kick to it I’m looking for!”

“Oh, quite the noble aspirations if I do say so, but I’m afraid I can’t tell you.”

“And why not?” Filthy Rich asked. “I’m one of Appleloosa’s most wealthy influential members!”

“No no! I mean I don’t know! We are supposed to be getting a rather large shipment of mares from Manehattan any day now. A bunch of mares from Our Town. Chances are a few of them will be Apple related.”

“If they’re from our town… what are they doing all the way in Manehattan?” Filthy asked.

“No no! I mean the town they are from is called ‘Our Town’, or at least they think it is. No one really knows exactly what it’s called,” Flam said.

“Oh… well can you at least take a guess how long it’ll take before that shipment arrives?”

“Well…. not for another two days…”

“You can’t take a guess for another two days?”

“No no! I mean-

“Ah…. I think I finally understand what you’re saying.” Filthy Rich said. “The guy is actually named: Who.”

“Exactly!... Wow, is it night already…?” Flam said looking out the window.

“Why don’t I just have a look around?”

“By all means, Mr. Filthy!” Flam said, gesturing the stallion into the back room. The stallion didn’t waste any time as he scanned the rows of cages, looking for the mares that meet his qualifications.

“We’re part of the Apple family…” Maud said calmly raising her hand.

“Are you now?” Filthy asked surprised. His eyes didn’t take long to wonder over their enlarged breasts at which point they practically popped out of their sockets. “G-Good enough for me!”

“Now sir… I must warn you. Those three are some of the most highly priced mares in this town! I don’t think just anyone could-“ A giant sack of gold coins hit the floor. “….buy them so quickly, but you my good man have proven me wrong!”

“Well… that wasn’t very smart…” Lightning sighed as the final three ponies she had traveled with were purchased and carried out of the back room. She couldn’t help but feel even more alone now.

“Actually… that was incredibly smart!” Daring said. “Filthy Rich runs the monopoly of milk production in this town. It’s the easiest job a mare could find! All they do is hook up our tits to some machine that gropes and squeezes our breast milk out while we just sit back and relax! Most girls here would kill for a place there… but our tits aren’t nearly big enough to get in…”

Really?! That’s the dream job in this town! Shesh! How low is the bar really set!?

“Sir?” Flim called after him. “Perhaps, would you want to purchase the complete set? I’m sure this one has just as much milk in her jugs as your current orders!” He said, pointing to Lightning Dust’s cage. The pegasus froze in place.

“No that’s quite alright, I’m all set for now.” Filthy Rich said, hoisting Limestone’s cage up by the handle and hauling her outside. The mare was placed on the cart next to her sisters before taking off, headed straight to the factory to be put to use.

“Phew…” Lighting said after releasing a long held breath. “Seems like today still isn’t my day!”

“I don’t know,” Daring said, unconvinced. “If I were you, I would have been begging to be taken by him. Who knows what sort of creep will set their eyes on you now?”

“Oh please,” Lightning scoffed. “Have you seen my price tag? That’s the glory of being owned by these two con artist jerkoffs! No stallion is even coming to come close to having enough bits to buy me! I’m just the girl everyone wants but no one can have…”

As if on cue, the exact moment Lightning Dust finished her sentence, the door to the shop swung open once more. In walked the pegasus flyer known by many as Soarin.

“Uh… h-hi,” Soarin spoke nervously, walking up to the front desk where Flam stood. “I’m here to…uh.... purchase a mare. It-It’s for a friend…”

Oh geez… not another one of these buyers… “Of course! Of course, my good sir!” Flam said happily. “Well… does your friend have any exact specifications he wants for his slave? Unicorn? Earth Pony? Large Breasts? Flat Chested? Or is he willing to try something more adventurous and exotic and go for a Zebra, perhaps?”

“Oh… um… I guess he would like one pegasus… who’s a strong flier type… large large chested… and really cute…” Soarin said with a blush, feeling like a kid in a candy store.

“We do have one mare in that regard… but I’m afraid she’ll be far out of an average man’s price range. She’s 15,000 bits.”

“Oh… that’s a little steep, but I can still afford that!” The new captain of the Wonderbolts said, pulling out a large bag of golden bits. Even Flam was impressed as the sack hit the counter top, his pupils changing to money signs as a cash register sound went off in his head again.

“Splendid!” Flam said, in a noticeably more chirpier tone. “Why don’t you come on back with me sir and I’ll show you her!” Flam hooked an arm around Soarin and lead him to the back room, pointing him towards Lightning Dust’s cage.

Is that…. Soarin?! Lightning Dust thought. That creep is into treating us like fuck slaves too?! I can’t believe I used to look up to him…

Lightning Dust’s menacing growls went completely unnoticed by the clueless stallion who’s mouth had already started to droll a tad upon seeing the caged mare’s bare tits.

“I’ll take her!..Er.. I mean my friend will take her! Uh… I mean I’ll take her for him!!” Soarin exclaimed.

“Excellent choice, sir!” Flam beamed, as Soarin tossed the fat sack of golden bits into his hand. “You won’t be disappointed with your purchase!”

“Well….” Daring said sadly as Lightning Dust’s cage was picked up by the handle. “See ya, kid…”

“Bye….” Lighting returned with an equally sad wave to her new friend as she was carried off like a piece of luggage.

Soarin whistled happily as he hauled Lighting Dust’s cage through the door of his apartment. Lighting Dust figured it odd that somepony with enough money to purchase the rights to her, couldn’t afford a larger place to live. Probably seeing as so many ponies were attempting to live in the small town, they all had to take what they could get. It was a two room set up. Soarin’s bed was by a large window overlooking the street two stories below them. Next to that bed was a plain looking empty coach, and further from that the living room area there was the stove and various objects that would make up a kitchen. The other room was a simple bathroom with a clean tub and sink. Boring…

“Alrighty then! Let’s get you out of that cage! You’re legs and wings are probably killing you after being trapped in that thing so for long!” Soarin said, as he set down Lighting’s prison beside his bed before unlocking the cage door and opening it. Lightning Dust was hesitant to crawl out to face her new owner but still grateful to be free from those cramped confines.

“Heh… you don’t need to crawl here! You can stand up! J-Just don’t do that when we go outside… not to many stallions take kindly to mares walking on their own two feet.”

Lighting slowly rose to her own two feet, still staring at Soarin with a cross unamused expression. Her folded arms and body language just shouting she thought her buyer with a total creep but still she knew better than to actually say it.

“I-I know…. You probably don’t think too highly of us guys these days…” Soarin sighed. “But I’ll be different!” He said with a comically large grin! “See?! I’m a nice guy! And I promise I’ll treat you better than you see stallions treating mares on the streets!”

Lightning Dust said nothing, her expression remaining the same besides a single raised eyebrow.

“F-For starters, I won’t keep you locked up in that cage all day! That just seems mean. You can sleep on my couch!”

Oh joy… gone from sleeping in a cage to sleeping on some weirdo’s couch… Reeeaaaallllyyyyy moving on up in life…. Lightning thought, staring at the plain old coach. Of course I’m still not allowed to wear clothes… or go outside and fly… or even punch this jerk in the face!

“Well I guess that’s everything then,” Soarin said. Then… with a growing red blush, averted eyes, and reaching up to scratch the back of his head he asked, “so um…. You want to… maybe… fool around a bit? Heh heh…”

“Umm…. No…….” Lightning said now looking significantly more unamused at her new owner.

“Oh…. ok….” Looking a tad taken aback and disappointed. But he respected her wishes. “T-That’s fine… I guess… I-It is pretty late after all. We should probably just hit the hay…” He said a long sigh. It was fine though! He had the rest of his life to spend with his new pet! He was sure that she would eventually come around to his kind treatment and accept him in! All he needed was time…

Lightning Dust let out an equally drool sigh as she collapsed onto the coach next to Soarin’s bed. This is not what she had in mind when she dreamed of belonging to the Wonderbolts… This is just a nightmare!

Although…….. her eyes couldn’t help but spot the window above Soarin’s bed. A large openable window that she could easily fit through and escape… hmmmmmm.

Soarin gave a breath of relief as he saw his slave smile for the first time as she settled into the coach. Never noticing as he settled into his bed sheets that the mare was sleeping with one eye open. Just waiting for the moment darkness had completely fallen and for him to drift asleep.