For the rest of Equestria, the events at Appleloosa marked the ending of the great pony and changeling conflict. Members on both sides were more than eager to see peace in the lands once again.

All over ponies started migrating back to their original homes as changelings relinquished custody of selected mares back into stallion hands. The changeling hive had been great, but its maze of tunnels and ever shifting holes in the wall and tunnels appeared too chaotic for many stallions to handle without a changeling guide. Now that the threat to a mare’s safety had been removed the changelings now saw it fit to allow them to move back into the homes they were more familiar with. With the drones themselves in tow, of course.

The groups moved back into the many towns and cities, already working to repair and resume the functions of normal society with the changeling’s help. That wasn’t to say the stallions or mares from Appleloosa completely trusted the drones that were now a frequent sight in their everyday lives just yet, but at the moment there wasn’t much they could do to stop it, due to their amazing strength. It did serve to help them get over their harsh feelings of the drones upon seeing their colorful friendliness to other ponies, showing how readily the creatures had accepted the ideals of friendship, not to mention how useful their magic was in repairing the degraded buildings that were run down as a result of months of not being used. Plus, knowing how strong the changelings were, many ponies found themselves able to sleep easier at night in this dangerous world, knowing the drones would likely be able to keep them safe from future Nightmare Moons or… well… Chrysalises.

Of course, many stallions were surprised to see that many of the mares had no intention of letting things go back to exactly as it was before the invasion. Days upon days past as ponies and their neighbors reappeared in their communities. And each day, the stallions noticed that the number of clothed mares was actually going down. Trained mares working to convince other less enlightened women everywhere that it was better to wear nothing at all… besides a small strange pet collar wrapped around their necks. Not that the stallions were exactly complaining about their deepest fantasies coming true.

Bared breasts became less taboo, along with exposed cunts. As women everywhere started to embrace their sexuality rather than repress it as hidden desires, and realized everypony else was doing the same, they only saw fit to keep things this way.

Under the changeling’s suggestion, many mares moved to clean out their wardrobes. Literal tons of mare’s clothing and underwear, new and old, from every home was pulled out and dragged into the center of towns and city blocks. Bonfires erupted everywhere as the mountains of garments were set ablaze in green fires. Burning down the last remains of the mare’s fashion industry, which ceased to exist entirely. Massive public orgies usually broke out around the fires as mare’s celebrated their liberation from such outdated cultural trends with their masters.

The many husbands and colt friends who had recovered their lovers had expected the worst. Fearing their mates would have had their minds and bodies destroyed after months of being at the changeling’s mercy. But they were completely relieved to find their mares in complete control of their mental faculties, being the same ponies they knew when they were taken away. Of course there were some slight differences. For one, the mares libidos had taken off in a jet. Wanting to fuck like rabbits wouldn’t have even come close to describing their new found love for everything sex.

There was still plenty of resentment left over though. Many husbands had been angry over their wife’s supposed betrayal of their trust, having cheated on them with a changeling a few thousand times. But to the mare’s themselves, those feelings were only the obsolete emotions from a prudish society that subscribed to primitive notions of monogamy. If the changelings were right about one thing it was that a mare’s body belongs not to her but to the men around her. A stallion wanting to hog a mare all to himself would be denying her true purpose in life, that being to sexually please anything with a cock. The new Equestria was never meant to be so selfish.

But that wasn’t all the stallions were upset about. Some of them who were dragged to the hive rather resented being turned into mares and treated as slaves… others actually having found the experience rather exhilarating and enjoyable, offering them a new outlook on a mare’s desires and wants. For the other disgruntled stallions however, they were offered a choice to have their memories magically altered to remove any trace of their brief gender swapped time in the hive. It is still unaware to this day how many stallions took the deal.

Most of the town’s repairs had to be left to the changelings seeing as the stallions were otherwise occupied by their mates who were literally begging them to fuck their holes every chance they could get. On top of that, many of the keen eyed stallions noticed some certain improvements made to the mare’s bodies. Larger breasts, wider hips, skinner stomachs, smoother skin, and a wide assortment of other changes… None of which the stallions would have directly admitted to believing were improvements if asked, they liked the mares just the way they were… although they silently gave thanks to any God that heard their late night prayers.

Sex was becoming a natural and daily occurrence in pony lifestyle and everyone was starting to learn of it. A simply walk through the town of Ponyville at any given time would have yielded at least a dozen different houses with vocal moans breaching the windows signaling a mare was being thoroughly put to good use inside.

Stallions were quick to join in their mate’s lust filled debauchery and were delighted to discover anything they requested from their mates, they received with astonishing eagerness. Men who had once struggled to even experience the sensation of getting their wives to do something like anal soon found their wives found it silly they even had to ask. The concept of a male asking a female for permission was ridiculous even! And it didn’t just stop at sex. From grabbing a beer from the fridge to making them breakfast in bed, stallions found their mares quite literally got off on obeying their every whim alone!

Expanded bellies were starting to be seen more often than not. Not just from men pumping in more cum into their slave’s wombs than they could handle, but from simple pregnancy. Most mares in Equestria had been easily impregnated by their selected owners signally a new generation soon to arrive. One that would be raised properly with changeling ideals in mind.

As the changeling occupants spreads across every town, their aura soon followed suit, slowly affecting each gender of ponies in a separate way in the same manner it worked for them. Stallions found themselves feeling taller, stronger, and smarter, not to mention certain ‘parts’ of their anatomy feeling longer. They started to cum more and in greater amounts, a much needed trait given the large demand for their cock in Equestria.

Mares on the other hand experienced their own separate set of changes as the changeling magic seeped in. It kept their bodies healthy and fit, but never to the point of muscular. Their pussies were kept snug and tight, no matter how often they were used. Their breasts swelled ever larger in size and were kept free from the slightest bit of sag. Plus, mares found their bodies to be even more durable and flexible, allowing a man to bend any mare’s ankles behind her head for a rough pounding without the slightest bit of strain. Even better, all mares discovered they were able to completely nourish themselves on nothing more than swallowing copious amounts of cum. Which worked out rather well as a solution to Equestrian hunger seeing as most mares planned on doing that regardless. A small benefit of never needing to go to the bathroom anymore because of this was also a welcome perk.

But elsewhere, the power heads of Equestria were adjusting to their new roles. Princess Celestia, Luna, Cadance, and Twilight all meet in Canterlot and formally renounced their crowns and claims to the throne, marking them as equals among every other mare in Equestria. Even though they were no longer princesses, they still kept their wings and horns as well as remained popular figureheads in the lands. The four alicorns taking it upon themselves to properly demonstrate how all mares should behave around men and to never try and rise above their station in life.

Cadance returned to The Crystal Empire, now ruled solely by Shining Armor. The empire itself shined more brightly than ever before as the crystal ponies moved back in and starting producing more love than thought possible. Cadance however had not been seen in public for a while. Rumor has it that her husband had a rather special ‘punishment’ in mind for her…

Neon Lights wasn’t one to be selfish and horde both ex-princesses to himself especially not when he already had the love of his life still carrying his foal in her slowly expanding belly. And all of their womanly duties aside, Celestia and Luna were more than eager to permanently retire from the burden of leadership they were never fit for and relax into a new life of pleasure and ecstasy. It had been no secret to them that many of their subjects had only respected them for their sexy bodies they so bluntly teased on display in promiscuous dresses and gowns. To rectify this, the two sisters traveled from town to town, city to city, allowing every and all stallions who had even the faintest desires to use them do so, with Neon Light’s permission of course. The of them together worked to put in a good name towards alicorn stamina as they worked long hours every day of the week, allowing stallion after stallion to sleep with them as though each one of them were long lost lovers. Not being satisfied with a single stallion until every single drop of cum had been milked from their shafts and resided in one of their holes. In their free time they often visited the many school ponies in the various locations they traveled to. Reinforcing the many lessons, the changelings and their stallion masters had taught them to the many young minded school mares regarding a mare’s proper place beneath stallions. Even demonstrating some of their tricks on making their partners cum more effectively. The two princesses’s approval ratings skyrocketed higher than they ever had when they were in actual power.

But someone had to fill the vacuum of leadership for the rest of Equestria now that the princesses were no longer allowed. Chrysalis was a big no, everyone on all sides was starting to figure that out. Thorax found himself stepping up to rule as King of his people, but not for Equestria. Oddly enough the changelings seemed to agree on him becoming king without ever saying a single word… But for the most part the changelings were overly focused on simply fucking their slave’s cunts until they couldn’t take it any longer.

In regards to a pony leader the choice seemed obvious enough to place Shining Armor in charge, not just of The Crystal Empire, but the rest of Equestria as well, seeing he was the highest ranking male official not currently imprisoned in the Canterlot dungeons as a result of Appleloosa. Not only did he have the leadership experience, but he also happened to have direct experience, briefly as it was, as a female, giving hope to the mares of Equestria that he would look after their best interests.

Not wanting to appear as the monarchy Blue Blood once had, Shining Armor worked quickly to establish a council of stallions who would aid him in his everyday decisions and laws. And he saw no other better choices than the stallions of team CUNT for their role they played in bringing an end to the Appleloosa nightmare. And not to mention that his best advisors from the Crystal Empire were also in prison…

The new council that resided from Canterlot Castle started its work immediately. Redesigning, adding, revoking, and adjusting laws that had governed pony society of centuries. At the top of the list was the changeling slave collar, established as a binding and permanent contract mares and only mares could make. Once attached around their necks they were forever marked as a sex slave, and relinquished all rights that otherwise free ponies were entitled to. These mares were forbidden from wearing clothes, voting in public elections, owning any possessions what so ever, and much much more.

Stallions thought the new laws were a tad excessive, sure, but oddly enough, their trained mares were overly eager to have them put into place. In fact, any law that restricted or removed their rights were met with glowing approval. To the mares, they saw their status in society as little more or even less ranking than one a cat or a dog might hold, and only saw it fit the law reflect that.

And so, property and assets were seized from every collared female slave, in most cases being simply handed over to their owners. Changeling slavers were delighted to find their wealth having increased dramatically overnight as their slave’s homes and houses became legally there’s. Even Pipsqueak, who had grown accustomed to living life in the poor house was shocked to discover he would be receiving Diamond Tiara’s inheritance as her master. The grateful filly now eager to surrender everything, including her own mind, body, money, if it meant pleasing her master the slightest bit.

These laws only applied to mares who willingly accepted the slave collar around there necks, but over time some ponies started to ask why they simply weren’t just in place for all women. Especially since most ponies struggled to find a single female pony who had not accepted her rightful place as a man’s sex slave. Well… there was technically one.

“Hmph,” Suri grumbled.

“Awwww, is my mistress still pouting?” Rarity cooed, crawling into the mare’s lap and curling up. Suri was far too angry to attend to petting her pet.

“I still can’t believe somepony would just do that!” Suri exclaimed. “The nerve of him!”

“Do what, darling? You’ll have to be more specific.” Rarity said, although knowing full well what her mistress meant. She just liked playing with her sometimes.

“He just came up to me from behind and wrapped one of these damn things around my neck thinking I had forgotten it!! What else would I mean?!” Suri exclaimed gesturing angrily at the changeling sex slave collar that resided happily around her neck. “Now this pet collar is stuck around my throat with no way to get it off!”

“Don’t be like that, Suri! It looks good on you!” Rarity replied, doing her best to console her owner on the same issue again. “Besides, you wouldn’t want to miss out on the ultimate and final piece of mare fashion, would you? Not to mention it’s for our own safety.”

“Hmph!” Suri responded. “I still wouldn’t mind having it off though. Not even Chrysalis was willing to help me! I thought she liked me!”

“Of she does, darling! She does! She just… doesn’t like the possible trend you represent,” Rarity said. “I mean… a lady who doesn’t want to be some stallion’s obedient and horny little sex pet? You have to admit, that’s crazy!”

Meanwhile Equestria was already preparing for a large influx of newborns, seeing as most mares spent more time pregnant then not. Nursery homes, schools, day care centers were all being constructed in every town across the map. Even more interesting though was Filthily Rich’s business he had brought over from Appleloosa. Equestria was in dire need of milk for the newborn foals and changelings, so the ponies saw no better option than to mass produce it from the freshest source around.

Milking factories popped up everywhere, allowing mares to donate some of their free time to feed thirsty future generations. Inside, mares were locked into stalls, hands tied behind their backs as plastic suction cups attached themselves to their nipples and began working away at their tits. Behind them a set of machine arms grabbed and separated their legs before burying all sorts of vibrating toys into their cunts and rumps. Their express purpose was designed around making the mares cum as strongly and often as possible seeing as milking efficiency increased tenfold during a mare’s climax.

From their rather brief time in Appleloosa the Pie sisters found themselves attending rather frequently, seeing as Filthy Rich was their official owner. Their breast milk become almost legendary around town as it was soon discovered to be even better tasting in flavor and texture for reasons unknown. Filthy Rich soon taking advantage and bottling their brand at double the normal going rate, even bargaining with Pinkie Pie’s changeling owner in hopes of buying the mare from him for a shiny crate of bits.

The Rich family business soon experienced profits of which they had never dreamed of before. In no small part due to the continent fact a mare’s stature in life had been lowered to that of fitting of an animal, and thus required no compensation for their time. Most of the bits he gained though, the generous Filthy Rich donated back into a good changeling charity foundation. Always eternally grateful for the lesson changelings had imposed on their society. Not to mention actually teaching his wife her proper place for once! Spoiled Rich never again talked back to her husband or any other stallion for that matter, now knowing her mouth was best put to use on a man’s cock rather than voicing her opinions.

As for the schools for the future newborns, there was already talk of segregating the two genders into separated courses. Colts and changeling boys in one class that focused on the normal critical thinking and higher learning while mares would be placed in a modified lesson plan where those themes were rather downplayed. The older mares thought it would be more important if they started teaching genders in accordance to what their future roles in life would be. The notion of school actually teaching important life skills for once was a strange thought for all.

However, both genders would be receiving a revised history lesson. The stallions and changelings of Equestria feeling it best if they softened or outright changed any positive influences female ponies had played in history. All in the hopes of teaching the new generation not to make the same mistakes they had before.

The period of Equestria under Celestia and Luna’s rule was labeled as the Dark Ages where the kingdom’s citizens suffered a droll life of uneventfulness. The two sisters themselves actually found themselves agreeing with it, seeing as life had been rather boring compared to now. Under their rule, female nudity was not required… Even worse, women saw themselves at the same social stature as men! It was rather offensive after all.

Then everything changed when the changeling nation attacked, seeking to help spread and enlighten the ponies of Equestria, showing them what it meant to be truly alive. However, the changelings themselves weren’t perfect and suffered the same problem as the ponies as they were led by a female. Naturally her methods were barbaric and moronic, causing the land to resist her army’s efforts and good intentions. It wasn’t until the stallions stepped in and used their superior intellect to trick the changeling queen into enslaving herself. Only then did they take full control of the changeling hive and resolve the conflict in a short matter of time, leading to the utopian world they live in today.

Big Mac never really trusted the changelings completely, but thankful found they left Sweet Apple Acres rather alone. Under the new laws he found himself obtaining complete ownership of the farm, which he had no problem with. He also found himself claiming ownership of Applejack and Applebloom, stating firmly for the record that he was just doing it to keep his sisters out of the molesting hands of some sick perverts.

Of course, a quick testimony from either of the Apple sisters revealed the large pony had taken to his own strange idea of protection. Big Mac had ordered to two of them to all sleep in the same bed, for their own safety, and all take showers at the same time, for their own safety. Working out in the fields completely naked was a pleasant change of pace for the girls wanting to keep cool but left Big Mac in a rather aroused state. So Big Mac allowed free fornication between the three of them to keep their minds at ease and prevent them from making any poor decisions, again, for their own safety.

No one really bought the whole innocent charade Big Mac was always attempting to keep up, but no one really called him out on it. A quick dose of changeling magic on the side helped fix any possible problems the likely pregnancies of the future might have for the trio.

Rarity’s entire business had been absorbed by Suri. They took to the complete banning of mare’s clothing rather well in fact. Suri herself didn’t really feel the urge to get dressed if literally no other mare was doing it, which aided her in blending in with other. The two fashion ponies teaming up in their free time to design a new line of clothing for stallions, the only ponies left in Equestria still allowed to be clothed. It focused on a specialty that allowed their designs to be easily removable in the heat of the moment, while also being dapper and stylish.

They also started a rather pleasant business relationship with Coco Pommel and her changeling master, both in bed and out, regarding possible future joint ventures. More and more stallions were taking to storing their mares in metal pet cages overnight or while they were out of the house and Coco, being the business savvy pony she was, wanted to capitalize on the fresh emerging market. Coco, along with Rarity and Suri’s help, designed a new line of stylish and cozy sized cages, rather than the rather plain ones most ponies used. Coco’s changeling master would then enchant the metal bars of the cage with a series of spells. One that would allow a mare to crawl inside and automatically lock behind her, only allowing her exit with the aid of a male’s touch without the need for a key. The bars were also enchanted to restrict any magic use from within, but this time allowing their collars to safely transmit the mare’s location from inside.

Fluttershy was in a rather joyful heaven as one of her darkest fantasies finally came true on a worldwide scale. The ever shy and timid mare gladly throwing away the burdens of normal life and dropping to her hands and knees, collared just like pet many other pets she had looked over for so many years. She and her changeling master lived happily ever after in their shared hut with her animal friends where he also indulged the girl in one of her other extreme fantasies that we won’t go into detail in here.

Rainbow was also giddy with her changeling owner. Not just for what he had done for her… making her a mother, giving her a huge chest, and showing her and the rest of Equestria what it really meant to be a woman… but she also was overjoyed to have someone else who would keep up with her in flight. The two would often race, Rainbow pretending to be fleeing from the evil drone who would eventually capture her, tie her down and have his way with her before carrying her off back to his home (formally Rainbow Dash’s home) to keep. The changeling would always win but Rainbow just blamed that on her larger breasts, complaining the top heavy milk filled jugs slowed her down a great deal. Which was true of course but she only complained in jest, always believing deep down that a mare should never win against a man.

The mane 6 still met on a regular basis in Spike’s castle as normal naked friends to chat, just like before the invasion. Not much had changed in that regard. They even continued to go on frequent missions the map sent them on, traveling to every corner of the new Equestria. However, the problems were much different than simple friendship problems like before. Usually a mare or group of mares having trouble accepting their place as lowly sex slaves or a lucky colt who just needed to be set up with his dream mare pet. All problems were usually resolved in 22 minutes, oddly enough.

On a similar note the Cutie Mark Crusaders were also glad to be able to meet up in their old treehouse again. Realizing there were somethings more important in life than simple cutie marks they also decided to dedicate themselves to helping ponies or non-ponies of all ages realize who they really were. Like their friend Gabby the griffon, who just needed to be shown her true calling in life was helping others… get off. Taking multiple cocks into her holes at the same time was a breeze for Gabby, like everything else she did. The transition to a griffon stripped of her clothes and freedom came to her like a breeze. Gabby eventually left to return to Griffonstone to do exactly what she had learned… free of charge for all males.

Cadance pulled away from her kiss with Twilight, a long trail connecting the two lips of the giggling mares as Shining Armor watched, unamused.

“So…. master, how are you going to punish this naughty little mare who cheated her husband and a certain little sister who aided in his capture?” Cadance giggled playfully. Shining Armor had of course obtained ownership of his wife from team CUNT after recent events.

“Oh my… I sure hope it won’t be that bad… Weak mares like us can’t handle as much a stallion after all. But I understand if our big bad stallion master wants a little payback for being turned into one of us,” Twilight giggled in turn, giving her brother a naughty wink. Spike on the other hand had loaned Shining the purple alicorn while the dragon had been loaned Rarity, wanting to achieve his lifelong goal of railing a dragon foal into her womb.

“Oh… I think I have a pretty good idea what to do with you two,” Shining said, walking over to a nearby chest. The two mare’s hearts skipping many excited beats as they watched in unnerving anticipation as toy after toy flew out. Riding crops, vibrators, strap on’s, wax candles, nipple clamps, all now commonly found goods in average homes. Finally Shining pulled out the particular item he wanted to punish the two mares with.

“CHASITY BELTS?!?!?!?!?!?!” The two mares panicked in unisons. Slowly backing away on the floor from the grinning Shining Armor.

“I think it’ll be a nice change of pace for you two,” Shining said causally. “A few weeks off of sex should get you thinking about what you’ve done, shouldn’t it?”

“A FEW WEEKS?!?!?!?” The two mares unison cries echoed out again.

“A month then?” Shining Armor continued. “Sounds good to me.”

“No…NO! Keep that away! I can’t wear one of those things!” Twilight exclaimed, purple skin slowly turning white. “A whole month without sex!?! I’ll-I’ll practically be a virgin again!!”

“Please, j-just kill me now!!!” Cadance exclaimed as she cowered in the corner, trembling in soul splitting fear. This punishment would have been over the top for her even before the changelings.

Spitfire, along with Raven and her changeling master had decided to rebrand the Wonderbolts. Seeing as the public was becoming less entertained with simple flying she had concluded to label themselves now as the Wondersluts. Few ponies were won over by the simple name but crowds of ponies turned out in droves to their new shows where the mostly female team, along with their male masters, performed some of the most daring and literal back breaking sex positions not commonly seen by an average pony or changeling. It wasn’t uncommon for the crowd to even disrobe in the stands with their sex slaves and attempt some of the techniques they saw up on stage.

The hospitals had never been so full.

Double Diamond and Party Favor acquired ownership of Night Glider and Sugar Belle, along with a good portion of the other mares from their town. They, along with the rest of the normal participants returned to the unnamed town to relax in a life of pleasure and contentment.

Quite frequently the town was blessed with the visit from a griffon or two. The town’s people would take it upon themselves to introduce them to the new way of pony life. The male griffons were more than delighted to learn of obtaining a slave for free just for having a cock. The female griffons found themselves more than eagerly accepting a collar around their necks… as long as they were paid in bits upfront. Never fully realizing that ownership entailed no more personal possessions but it was soon cast to the back of their minds as the cocks were pulled out and thrust inside their holes.

The griffons from the griffon kingdom still waited impatiently for their women back, however most didn’t care, actually liking the free breathing room that came for the slavers adductions.

Time continued to pass and yet no griffon ladies returned... No one really knew why.

Daring Do along with most of the other girls from Flim Flam’s shop had taken it upon themselves to declare their own ownership under Rumble. The colt had of course been predictably nervous about acquiring a dozen different mares as his property and many other stallions were amazed to see such a young pony leading so many attractive women along on a single leash. But with the help from some changeling magic he soon learned how to handle them.

He found his member growing longer and harder… being able to cum more frequently and in a greater amount. All of which he used to his advantage to train his new toys. It took all of their combined efforts to satisfy him, usually leading to a good number of them knocked unconscious through sheer pleasurable shock. Stomachs were inflated left and right as the colt took to his proper place on top as a master. It wasn’t long before the dozen mares were knocked up with his foals. And they could not have been happier with themselves.

Chrysalis pushed open the door to the high roller suite in the Canterlot castle, the place her and her master would be spending most of their time from now on. Jet Set and Indigo Zap were seen naked, staring up at the ceiling, chests panting heavily, and a train of thick cum leading out from the pegasus’s pussy. Like her own, Indigo Zap’s belly was already started to bulge out with her master’s foal. It wouldn’t be long before another pair of younglings were brought into the new world that his or her father had helped fix.

“T-Thank you…master,” Indigo Zap panted, leaning over and planting a loving kiss on her owner’s cheek before collapsing back down onto the lavish bed. “Not just for what you did to me… but for all of Equestria. I don’t think us girls will ever be able to show you how much it means to us!”

“Well… I certainly wouldn’t mind seeing them try, heh heh,” Jet Set chuckled.

“*Ahem*… I brought your freshly cleaned and ironed clothes… master,” Chrysalis sighed, holding out the neatly folded outfits that the stallion jumped out of the bed to accept. As soon as they had left her hands the changeling dropped down to her knees, threw back her hair and cleaned off the stallion’s member with her mouth.

“Not needing to be asked… always a good sign…” Jet Set smiled as he buttoned up his shirt, watching from above as his personal changeling sex pet bobbed her head along his shaft like any other obedient mare. A loud slurping and swallowing sound indicating his pet was done cleaning the sexual fluids from his cock.

Jet Set had been rather proud of the slight progress he had made on his changeling pet. Like every other women, her rights had been revoked, barring her from wearing any clothes and stripping her of her title of Queen. The inhibitor ring also remained firmly locked in place at the base of her horn. Partly as a punishment for her past actions, partly for her own safety, and partly because they had lost the key to it when the town of Appleloosa had been razed to the ground by the changelings. To many awful memories that needed to be put to rest there after all. Ever since then, after a not so brief phase of anger, Chrysalis had seemed to have an easier time accepting her position under men and moved to at least secure her role as the pet of one of the new highest ranking officials in Equestria. With her changeling magic sealed off, she was left no stronger than any other mare in Equestria, which helped everyone else around her feel more at ease. After all, women with power only lead to problems that men had to deal with, and with the stallions in charge, they were making sure to do everything they could to insure no women would even have the chance for that ever again. The new Equestria was here to stay for the long run.

“Will that be all, master?” Chrysalis said, hiding a quick roll of her eyes.

“Help Indigo back into her cage will you? She needs some time to rest before the delegates from Saddle Aribia get here later tonight. Hoping the council can pass our girls around at their best to earn some favor.” Jet Set said. Chrysalis complied without complaint, picking up the nearly passed out mare in her arms, walking over and gently placing her inside the luxurious Coco Pommel brand pet cage. The door closing and automatically locked itself shut, sealing the mare inside until someone of the opposite gender had use for her skills.

“Only you would find a way to be grumble after all of this!” Jet Set chuckled. “This is exactly what you wanted for Equestria, right? Mares finally realizing they shouldn’t try to live their lives pretending to be something they’re not? Accepting their place as breeding livestock for men? Plus, with all the changes we’ve made, crime and theft are pretty much non-existent! And why wouldn’t it be? Everypony is happy and content with their new lives. It’s perfect!”

“Yes… all its missing is the mountain of stallion corpses of which my throne was to be seated upon…” Chrysalis added begrudgingly.

“You should be happy you’re still my pet, Chrysalis,” The stallion replied, petting her on the head. “A lot of the others would have been happier throwing you in the same cell with all the stallion rapists and leaving you there to rot… considering everything you’ve done, or at least tried to do. Now come on. I have a council meeting to catch. Group is going to be voting on whether or not we should restrict female unicorn’s magic usage to all but the most basic of spells or what not. I even had a few of the female servants here ask me if I would be willing to establish mares giving blowjobs to others as a replacement for handshakes between stallions. Seems like it could be a nice custom.”

“Now my traitorous drones have been morphed into colorful abominations...” Chrysalis grumbled on, not paying a mind to whatever her master was saying as she dropped back down onto her hands and knees, allowing Jet Set to attach a golden leash around the loop of her collar. “Serves them right for their betrayal of their queen!” As one who wasn’t as accustomed to giving love but rather receiving it, Chrysalis remained the only changeling yet to transform. Not that Jet Set didn’t give her every opportunity to do just that.

It turns out apparently many stallions do not in fact appreciate wanting to be killed by a changeling queen. As part of her on going punishment, Chrysalis was ordered to secure herself to the stocks outside in the Canterlot courtyard and allow every stallion who wanted to the chance to fuck her holes, free of charge. The shifts were hard work and hours on end. Pictures for news and personal memories were taken aplenty, insuring everyone knew and saw of the ex-queen’s cum soaked humiliation. She had to show proper respect at all times, including swallowing every drop of cum she was gifted with. Not to mention personally thanking ever stallion who came inside her before begging for their forgiveness. Had she resisted her punishment at any time, she knew even Jet Set would have had trouble stopping herself from being thrown in the Canterlot Dungeon with all the rapists, where, without any of her magic, she doubted she would have survived.

Jet Set sighed as he walked his disobedient pet out of their room. It was quite possible she would never be fully trained like a typical mare… but maybe that was exactly why he liked her. It seemed only fitting her only mates from now on would be stallions.

Not many could argue that Equestria did not have a bright future for generations to come. Some electing to declare it a literal utopia of peace and pleasure the world was always meant to be.

Others, while happy with the current state of affairs, were not fully satisfied just yet. Equestria may have been approaching perfection, but the rest of the world still remained unchanged for the most part. Dragons, yaks, zebras, griffon, and humans, all treated their women improperly. Not using them as cum dumps or sex slaves, but rather as equals to men… the same mistake ponies had made before the changelings.

Tensions were slowly growing as they questioned if they should press outwards and enlighten the other races of the world just as the changelings had done for them. After all, changeling did teach them not to be selfish and to care for other’s pleasure…