A thick bead of sweat formed on Chrysalis’s brow before flowing down her face and off her chin, pooling between the changeling queen’s voluptuous cleavage.

This was bad, really really bad. She had predicted a rough fist fight with some of her drones, or maybe a case of unwanted sexual assault, all of which could have been easily dealt with and corrected. But this… this was worse than anything should could have foreseen coming. And why should she have? There is no real logical explanation for how or why this could happen!

“Is something wrong, my queen?” Celestia asked, slowly approaching Chrysalis from behind and obediently dropping to her knees.

“Yes… thou has been sitting in that chair, staring at that empty wall for the past twenty minutes,” Luna added, walking over and assuming the same position next to her sister. “Is something the matter?”

“It’s those damn stallions I invited to stay a while ago…” Chrysalis mumbled.

“Oh, them?” Twilight asked cheerfully, now also assuming the same position next to Celestia. “They’re the talk of the hive apparently! They have only been here for three days and seem to be conforming to our new customs rather well! No real incidents either!” She beamed happily.

“It’s their love, pet!” Chrysalis scowled at the purple alicorn. “They’re doing something! I don’t know what… but their fuck sessions with their slaves produces three times as much love as my average drone!”

“Ummmm….” Twilight asked, looking rather confused and worried now. Casting a quick glance over to Celestia and Luna, it seemed they were as perplexed as she was. “Forgive my ignorance, mistress, but isn’t that….. good? That means they are suppling more love than the swarm gives them to keep them healthy and nourished… I mean… more love in the air means more sustenance for your swarm to feed from…”

Chrysalis replied by furiously shooting the purple alicorn a deathly stare, reeking of suppressed anger. Twilight winced and averted her gaze from the bitter queen, shaking to the bone. Celestia was quick to throw her arms around the young alicorn in an attempt to comfort her, glaring at the changeling queen angrily.

“Please mistress! Be gentle with her!” Luna interjected. “She is rather, sensitive… to those she looks up to and admires.”

Chrysalis ignored her, instead turning away from her alicorn slaves, returning her gaze to the stone wall of the personal quarters.

“What is supposed to be so special about them to produce so much love anyway?! They’re just stallions! Their cocks are weaker, they lack changeling levels of stamina, and they aren’t creatures that have perfected the very act of sex itself! What is it!?!”

This time the three alicorns behind her choose not to respond.

“Grrrrr….I’m going for a walk!” Chrysalis growled, rising from her chair and stomping towards the exit to her quarters. “It’s high time I paid those men another visit…”

Chrysalis walked the wide halls of her hive with changeling and various mares alike on both sides in different acts of intense fornication. She paid them no mind as her was mind abuzz as it pondered over every little important detail.

“Of course my slaves wouldn’t understand! Four males producing some extra love in the grand scheme of thousands is nothing… however… it’s the principal of the matter…”

The main concern that was on the tip of her mind was unfortunately one she truly dreaded. Her army of changeling drones… The very creatures that stood with her, grew in power with her, and followed her every ideal to the letter. But more importantly, the last creatures in Equestria that posed any resemblance of a physical threat to her and her rule. It was easy to mistake their dedication to her as ‘loyalty’ from an outsider’s perspective, but in truth they were little more than a group of animals following their alpha. Such concepts were laughable in their eyes.

“If I’ve sensed the extra love emanating from the stallion’s quarters, they surely have too by now… Soon, they’ll start asking questions… talking amongst themselves… bickering like children…”

“Oh! Maybe our great leader isn’t so smart after all? She was wrong about the stallions! Think of how much easier it would have been for us if we came as liberators rather than conquerors! Look how much more power we could have gained if the stallions were by our side! And we wouldn’t have to be wasting all our time searching for the remaining mares out there when we could be busy fucking! The stallions would have handed them all over!” Chrysalis snarled as she imagined her men’s whiny voices and foolish plans disrespecting her behind her very back. Even now she could feel their growling eyes digging into her from behind as she walked through the many tunnels of her hive. The threat was real and growing. “Ungrateful whelps! After everything I’ve done for them…”

It was only a matter a time before her swarm rose up against her in revolt, as it had against the last leader in charge time and time before. A drone’s loyalty was only as strong as how much they believed in what their leader preached. Not to mention how powerful they feel they can become under their rule. And her lusty yet greedy men will more than likely move to insure a path that promised as much power for themselves as possibly when they eventually grew large enough to invade other lands beyond for their love.

Sure she was powerful enough to handle a few of them if they attacked her, but in a gigantic hive full of like-minded drones, ‘a few’ wasn’t in the realm of likeliness. Her men would know they had the power to make a change. They would munity and overthrow her. Most of them probably wouldn’t even care who was in charge after that, just as long as it wasn’t her. As much as she hated to admit it, an old sensation of ‘fear’ flowed back into her, reminding her that despite everything she told herself in the mirror every day, she was not, in fact, invincible.

No… she had to stop this problem before it snowballed into a disaster for her. And the solution wouldn’t be as simple as turning the stallions into mares or banishing them from the hive. Her men would only see that as an act to cover up the damning evidence! She had to discover what these stallions were doing so differently…

As Chrysalis approached the private room she had designated as the stallions quarters, the ever so familiar sound of moaning mares became more and more apparent. As she peered inside she was meet with the peculiar sight of the four stallions seated on the couch, cocks lodged deep inside their mares. Their pets were bouncing in their laps as their owners held their arms behind their backs to keep them steady. Glazed looks in each of their eyes making it ever so obvious their minds were being overloaded with pleasure. More surprisingly however, was the fact that the four fucking mares were facing a rather large audience of about a dozen different mares. Some staring in wonder at the action, while others were giggling like drunken school girls who had never seen a cock before.

“Who’s going to cum last?!” Twinkleshine announced, licking her lips lustfully as she stared at the four cock effortlessly pounding away into four dripping cunts. “My bets on Sugarcoat!”

“Forget that, slut! Who’s going to cum the most!?” Raven squealed in excitement. “They said we can do clean-up!”

Obviously Chrysalis wasn’t too happy seeing this with everything she was going through.

“All of you cunts! OUT!” She snarled. The mares jumped in surprise. Upon seeing who was issuing that order they quickly hurried out of the door in a rush, not wanting to disobey a direct order from not only a master, but the queen of the hive as well. That didn’t stop them from groaning in disappointment however.

Stepping in the room, Chrysalis added, “You too, pets! I will speak with your masters, alone.”

Indigo Zap, Sugarcoat, Lemon Zest, and Sugar Sweet all reluctantly removed themselves for their owner’s throbbing members, finding their way out of the room, muttering profusely under their breath.

“Is there something wrong, friend Chrysalis?” Jet Set asked casually, leaning back in the couch to relax, not seemingly bothered at all by the fact the queen had just denied them and their slaves an amazing climax.

Chrysalis scowled at the stallion’s peppy attitude as she prepared a smart remark, but then paused, before attempting to curve her mouth into a friendlier smile.

“Remember Chrysalis… you need them to like you! They still have a secret you need to discover!” She thought. Composing herself, she continued in a nicer tone than should would have normally preferred. “Why would something have to be wrong? Can’t a friend simply pay a visit to see how her four newest additions to her home are settling in?”

“Well you do seem like you’re sweating an awful lot,” Royal Pin noted. “Are you getting some kind of changeling cold or something?”

“Oh… that?” Chrysalis returned, frantically wiping her brow. “No… it’s ummm, nothing, pay it no mind! But thank you for your concerns regarding my wellbeing!”

“You are quite welcome, my friend,” Fancy Pants replied with a smile.

“Well… actually, now that you asked. There is a slight problem. You see… my men and I were chatting and, well…” Chrysalis started, the stallions all leaned in, expecting a tense response. “They… they seemed rather displeased with the tactics you have taken to satisfy your slaves… and you know them, right? Always wanting mares to be fucked the hardest!”

“Really now?” Neon Lights asked curiously. “I thought you said we did just fine last time you were here…”

“Oh yes! I did! S-So this is probably my fault as much as it is yours… a-actually more of my fault! Yes… you stallions had no way of knowing this would happen… mistakes do happen after all.”

The stallions all exchanged glances, shrugging to each other.

“A-And to rectify my error, I am going to make it up to you boys!” Chrysalis said, grinning as she took a spot on the long couch, scooting up to Royal Pin’s side and embracing him with her arm in a friendly hug. “Simply describe to me everything you do regarding proper treatment and care for your pets in detail. And I do mean everything!” Making sure to bat her eyelashes seductively at them. “I will do you the favor and the honor of pointing out any and all short comings in your methods!”

“I gotta say Chrysee… you’re acting rather strangely today... You kinda struck me as more of a… different type when we met. You sure you’re ok?” Royal Pin asked.

The inside of her mind replied with a vicious snarl that somepony would dare refer to her in such a manner, however her smiling mouth replied with “Of course dear, as I said, think nothing of it! Now then… y-you were about to discuss your methods of pleasing a female?”

“I guess we could tell you everything we do with our mares…” Jet Set replied, casually scratching his chin. “But that might be a bit boring for a queen, think we could just show you instead?”

Chrysalis blinked in surprise. “Ummm, e-even better I suppose!” She said with a grin. Her horn glow slightly as she dispelled her magical cock between her legs, her natural cunt appearing in its place. “Hold nothing back on me boys! I want to experience everything!” She cooed, seductively crawling on top of the table in the view of the four stallions, allowing them their first unobstructed view of her bare pussy.

Jet Set started to jump up to meet her on the table, before promptly being stopped by Neon Lights.

“Wait Jet Set, we can’t! We swore off fucking any non-collared slave girls just the other day… remember? Didn’t want to help perpetuate that endless cycle and all…”

“Oh right… that,” Jet Set replied, hopping off the table and snapping his fingers in disappointment. “Well darn! Didn’t seem like it would be that big of a deal back then. Oh well…. Guess we have no choice but to leave this place then if the others aren’t taking too kindly to us…”

“Sad really,” Fancy Pants agreed. “Can’t be helped. Which way was it to the exit, Chrysalis?”

“W-Wait!” Chrysalis exclaimed, louder than she had intended. It was obvious what they wanted. Reluctantly, the changeling queen levitated a spare sex slave collar hanging from the wall over to her grip, before pausing momentarily. It was obvious that these stallions were poorly acting to lead her to this. To think they could deceive the queen of deceitful behavior was laughable at best. But, they were just stallions after all.

“Is this there so called ‘clever plan’? To trick the queen of all the changelings into wearing a sex slave collar like a common mare and fuck her silly!? Do they think this will lead to me being bound by my body’s instincts to follow the rules all slaves must obey? Submitting to the every will and demand of a male? And don’t these fools think the inventor of these collars would have a trick up her sleeve for taking it off! Heh, idiots…”

“Fine… but this better be worth it if I’m going to be wearing one of these things from now on,” Chrysalis said casually, slipping the collar around her neck, the ends once again fusing into their seamless bound. Showcasing her throat, she even gave the collar a few hard tugs to confirm it was, in fact, locked and sealed around her neck.

“Perfect!” Jet Set grinned, as he and the other stallions hopped up onto the table. “Now I see no reason why we can’t have a little fun!”

Tentatively, Chrysalis reached out, grabbing the two nearest cocks and began to stroke them. “This better end up going somewhere, stallions,” she said. Her strokes were slow at first, simply trying to coax them into full hardness. After so much time spent with a magical cock, it was terribly odd for Chrysalis having someone else’s member in her hands for once, much less one belonging to a stallion. However, she wasn’t about to let her rusty skills get in the way of obtaining the information she desired.

Switching to the other two unattended cocks, the changeling turned up the heat, her hands speeding up as they glided up and down the two lucky stallion’s cocks. One of the stallion’s she had released seemed rather displeased, so Chrysalis quickly licked at the tip of his cock before nursing it in her mouth.

“Blasted stallions should be honored I’m letting these things even near my lips!” Chrysalis thought to herself as she focused her efforts on cleaning the stallion’s cock. The sweet taste of the stallion’s mare was easily identifiably as she lapped her tongue away along its length. Still stroking the two cocks she held in her hands, the Queen withdraw her mouth with a gasp, quickly moving her lips over to another.

As Royal Pin was now currently the one stallion in the room not being serviced, he quickly found a more enjoyable use of his time. Moving behind the kneeling changeling queen, and began teasing her nipples, pinching the dark pink nubs in his hands and making Chrysalis moan to his touch. The added vibrations her mouth made felt wonderful to the stallion she was sucking.

Suddenly Royal Pin got a wicked idea. Snaking a hand from her tits to the valley between the queen’s legs where it discovered her already sopping pussy. As Chrysalis let a finger dig up inside her, she felt like she needed more. To her surprise, the stallion somehow knew exactly that, pushing another, then another of his digits into her quivering folds, working them in with skilled precision to worm their way as deep into her cunt as they could reach. Royal Pin’s burly fingers also working to caress her slit, rubbing against the pink button, as Chrysalis’s breathing turned to lusty pants. The stallion continued constantly mashing her breast with occasional pinching of her nipple while the queen was attempting to focus on her stroking and sucking. Chrysalis didn’t want to admit it, but she was actually starting to like this treatment.

“Heh, it’s quite obvious this stallion is trying to please me to the best of his abilities thinking he’ll own another docile slave after this. Well… I’m game for playing along,” Chrysalis thought to herself, a smirk growing on the edge of her lips as the continued sucking away at the cock lodged in her mouth. Just as her peak was about to near from the men’s treatment, they all seemed to abruptly stop, much to the changeling queen’s annoyance.

She was not left irritated for long, however, as the group jerked her body upwards into the air and hoisted her legs. The queen’s body was a light load for their combined strength as Neon Lights slipped above her, presenting his member with a few wags to her mouth. Meanwhile, Jet Set and Royal Pin, took their spots on top and beneath the queen, lining their tips to her front and back holes.

“Oh, so is that what they want? Fine… I just need to remember to--” Chrysalis’s thought was abruptly cut off as her mouth fell open as her body was quite literally dropped onto their cocks, spearing her ass and pussy and in almost one single motion. Chrysalis let out an intense moan, which only prompted Neon Lights above her to plug her mouth with his throbbing member. Jet Set was grinning like a mad pony as he began brutally thrusting into changeling’s sopping cunt. Fancy Pants simply watched in amusement for now as Chrysalis’s body writhed in immense on his friend’s lengths as the trio worked, sliding their lengths in and out of her in tandem. If she could have, her mouth would have contorted into a shocked expression, as her ass and cunt were spread wide by the duel penetration.

“What’s wrong, Chrysee?” Jet Set grunted with a wicked grin as he continued feverishly pounding away at her pussy. “From the way your body is reacting, it’s almost as if you haven’t taken a cock in ages…”

Chrysalis’s mind however, was completely lost in the pleasure as the group of stallions assaulted her long unused holes. She was overly compelled by their cock’s brutality! Almost as if they were working in perfect teamwork to time their thrusts in proper synchronization to drive her mind wild! This had to be their secret to producing so much love for their mares!!

Neon Lights could already feel his peak approaching. Gripping the back of her Chrysalis’s head, he began brutally face fucking the queen’s mouth, making sure to slam his cock in to the hilt, before pulling it out from the depths of her throat. Chrysalis’s muffled cries and screams of pleasure felt amazing on his member. Giving one last powerful thrust, he held her head steady, insuring she couldn’t withdraw as his cock erupted inside her. Stream after stream of warm cum slide down her throat and into her stomach. Chrysalis cooed as she lapped her tongue along the underside of the stallion’s throbbing length, as if trying to coax out every drop she could. She had completely forgotten how much she enjoyed tasting another male’s essence. Unfortunately, the streams of cum soon subsided, as Neon Light’s slowly withdrew.

“Sorry guys, her mouth’s a good one,” The stallion huffed as he retreated and collapsed on the couch.

“Let’s certainly hope so, seems like I’m up!” Fancy Pants smirked as he took Neon Light’s spot, grabbing the queen’s head and shoving his girthy member even deeper into the changeling queen’s mouth. All the while, Jet Set and Royal Pin were busy jostling Chrysalis on their lengths. Once the three had entered into a new rhythm, there was no stopping them. The trio bouncing the queen’s body up and down their cocks like a mere fucktoy. Their experience made the task easy, making sure to raise her body up substantially before forcing her back down on their dicks. The queen’s body began beading with even more sweat now, the heat of her own lust and the warmth of the men’s bodies surrounding her, making the room seem as if it were a veritable sauna. It wasn’t looked before her skin was gleaming in the light, drips of sweat falling off her with every thrust that the stallions gave her.

Chrysalis’s head tried to roll back, the combination of all the stallion’s movements causing her own strength to wane in response to the brutal triple-fucking she was receiving. She would have preferred to scream her pleasure at the top of her lungs, but the stallion in her mouth insisted on keeping his cock lodged completely to the backs of her throat, restricting her air supply, as her mind already struggled to maintain its consciousness.

She didn’t know how long their assault had continued on her pleasure-addled mind, she didn’t even remember feeling herself and her lovers approaching their peaks. She was completely taken by surprise as her orgasm hit, her form shivering in the embrace of the three men. A sudden rush of warm flooded into her cunt as Jet Set released a heavy grunt, cock twitching wildly as he released an enormous load of warm gooey spunk into her, filling her womb to the brim. Chrysalis’s folds convulsed around the stallion’s length as it released a steady flow of her juices. As she continued to cum, both her front and back ends tightened down, squeezing down around the twin lengths. Royal Pin and Fancy Pants too, couldn’t hold off a single second longer both of the stallions hilting themselves inside her and shooting their thick seed into her depths. Royal Pin’s boiling release could be felt by the changeling as it traveled up along her backside. The stallion giving a few more bestial thrusts to ensure he emptied everything he had to give.

As Chrysalis tasted Fancy Pant’s release it was all she could do to try and shallow it all down, else otherwise it seemed like she would drown in a flood of cum if she didn’t. The undulating feeling of her throat muscles pulsing around his length only milked out more of the stallion’s cum, making her shallow more and more of what she coaxed out of his cock.

Chrysalis’s wits were in absolute bliss as she took in every drop of their warm essence she could bear. Her mind though, soon became overburdened and overloaded with the full sensation of the group’s intense simultaneous climax. Coupled with the lack of oxygen stemming from the stallion’s throbbing cock lodged in the back of her throat, her brain quickly surrendered after the long struggle. Chrysalis blacked out as her consciousness faded away…….

*poke*

“Is she dead?”

*poke*

“Not dead, Sour Sweet, she’s just passed out… and for quite a while now…… you sure we didn’t break her, Royal?”

“Hey man, she told us to give her everything we got! And you know me, I aim to please…”

Slowly but surely, Chrysalis came to, cracking her eyelids open as the lights of the room flooded in.

“W-Wha happened?” She asked groggily.

“Apparently… Ms. Queen of the Changelings thought it would be a good idea to take our four professional male lovers on all at once, despite having no experience in being fucked as a women for who knows how long!” Sugarcoat snorted.

“I don’t need your pity, mare,” Chrysalis scowled still adjusting her senses as they came back online.

“That wasn’t pity…” Sugarcoat deadpanned.

Rising to the sitting position her surroundings settled into Chrysalis. She had been laying in the center of the table, the stallions along with their pets which had returned were all staring at her, and oddly enough, a large pillow had been placed under her pelvis rather than her head…

“Welcome back to the land of the living, sleepy head!” Lemon Zest cooed, the comment going completely ignored by the changeling queen.

Chrysalis felt her head, groggy as all hell, how long had she been out? Blasted ponies were probably gawking like fools at her prone body the entire time…

Perhaps seeing their dumbstruck faces as she took off this bloody collar might put her back into a good mood. Besides, she had already gotten what she came for, and a little extra as well.

“Well, stallions… I will not deny that was a pleasurable experience…” Chrysalis said, a smirk starting to emerge from the corners of her mouth. “But as Queen, I have no intentions of keeping this silly collar around my neck like a common pony…”

With that, Chrysalis’s horn’s glowed green, a powerful green. It was obvious to the unicorns present in the room that the amount of magic she was gathering for whatever spell she was about to cast far exceeded the limits of a pony’s magical potential…

“You know, Chrysalis… me and my friends here had a lot of fond memories at our camp…” Jet Set started, as he watched her work.

Chrysalis ignored the stallion’s strange random words, focusing on unleashing her spell onto herself. It was only a matter of time now… and….

The spell fizzled.

“What the…”

“In fact… one of my personal favorite memories wasn’t just with our mares, but with my stallion friend here, Neon Lights. We all had quite the laugh that night. Did you know that… on the very first day we actually stole some of these collars from you guys… he actually tried one of them on? Heh, yeah… he’s an idiot.”

“Hey!”

“But what we saw was interesting. The collar just fell right off his neck, harmlessly… refusing to attach itself to him as it had done so easily with all of our mare friends. It was pretty simple to see these collars were only designed and made to be placed around the neck of a female… which makes sense and all, given everything you’ve told us...” Jet Set continued as Chrysalis tried casting her spell again… and again.

Still no effect. She was slowly starting to panic now...

“And then we were all like: Hey wait a minute! Changelings like switching genders of ponies… Do you think maybe if a collared mare was turned into a stallion, the collars would pop off? Well… we thought about it a bit, not really knowing, but figured it wouldn’t really matter if it did in the end, seeing as you changelings are the only ones powerful enough to cast that gender swapping spell and you guys wouldn’t ever want these collars coming off your slave’s necks. Need to keep a mare in her place after all.”

Now Chrysalis’s horn was flashing on and off repeatedly, focusing every drop of magic in her veins to cast her much desired spell! “Why won’t it work! Do it already you fucking spell! What is going on!!?”

“Of course… not being able to cast the spell, and not knowing the details surrounding it are two different things entirely. Ponies have known about that particular spell for ages. I even heard princess Twilight pretended to cast it on her friend to best some magician pony in a magical duel, clever girl…”

That caught the changeling queen’s attention. Ceasing her efforts to cast her futile spell and looking up towards the unicorn with fearful eyes…

“Very interesting concept that gender changing spell is… changing males to females and vice versa. But it’s far from perfect, as great of a spell it is, even it has its restrictions. For example, did you know... it won’t work on a female who is pregnant?”

“Did he just say…….. no… NO!” Chrysalis was in full panic mode now! Red flags firing off in every corner of her brain! She quickly scrambled to her feet, feeling her stomach as if she were expecting some large lump to be there. Finding her wits, she quickly cast a much simpler spell to check herself for pregnancies. But the smirking unicorn in front of her already confirmed her worst fears from the darkest corners of her nightmares… she was pregnant… with a bloody stallion’s child! She had been so determined that she knew their plan and how it would fail, she allowed herself to get distracted in the pleasure! Failing to do something, anything, to stop the stallion from simply shooting his fertile sperm deep inside her vacant womb.

“Oh, would you look at this?” Royal Pin added merrily from the side, his face obstructed as it appeared he had his nose deep in a familiar pamphlet. “It says here a slave is owned by whoever holds their offspring inside their wombs….”

“How interesting, Royal!” Jet Set replied. “And does it mention anything about the slave needing to be a mare?”

“It does not,” Royal Pin answered.

“Fascinating…” Jet Set said. “Love the select choice of words in that pamphlet... and the font, of course. Really enjoyed the classy look of those letters.” The other ponies in the room nodded in agreement over the superb font selection.

“You blubbering FOOLS!!! You-you insignificant half-witted morons!! Is that why you have poisoned me and my womb with your off-spring!?!” Chrysalis snarled, barring her teeth, her eyes red and livid. “Do you confuse me for one of you pathetic ponies!! A mare who is bound by her bodily lusts! I am not one of your kind!”

Although perhaps the most powerful creature in all of Equestria was standing before them, furious with obvious fiery rage, the stallions didn’t seem to have much of a reaction. The mares however, felt it would be best to hide behind the couch for the time being as their master’s crazy plan played out.

“Shesh, we get it Chrysalis.” Neon Lights said. “You’re an all-powerful changeling queen and we are just some lowly stallions. But… I think you’ll find a much more compelling reason to play along with us besides simple lust and desire…”

“A hint, darling,” Fancy Pants said with a smirk of his own. “There are thousands of them in your home. All with bulging muscles and eyes dead set on over throwing you.”

“And what about them, you cretins!” Chrysalis snarled back. “I’ve already discovered the secret to your love producing tactics! Once I relay that information to my men, they will be satisfied and my rule will be secured once again!”

“Of course you would think fucking something harder is the answer,” Jet Set replied with a roll of his eyes. “That would be the changeling’s answer to life itself! Sorry Chrysalis… but it’s a bit more complicated than that…”

Chrysalis froze in her tracks, the delicious picture in her mind of four stallion tombstones sadly fading from her thoughts. “What do you mean?! What could it possibly be that makes you petty males so special over my men!”

“Tsk tsk. In good time, my dear” Fancy Pants replied. “We knew you would probably come here searching for answers, and we agreed that we would show you, we just didn’t specify when…”

Those words stung hard as she comprehended what he meant. The changeling queen suddenly coming to the harsh realization she had been tricked, played like a fool, deceived like an amateur. In fact, she had it worse off than before…

Chrysalis slowly collapsed to her knees… defeated. She had been beaten at her own game. She had discovered nothing from her trip, she was stuck wearing her own sex slave collar, she had a stallion’s child growing inside her, and to top it all off her own drones would surely overthrow her rule any day now. She was not as foolish enough to ignore when she had lost.

“After everything I’ve done for you ponies… sparing you… inviting you into my home… even sharing my mares with you, this… this is how you repay me?!” Chrysalis sobbed, her voice thick of her obvious anger, but yet… now a mixture of sadness and fear.

“Oh come now, Chrysalis!” Jet Set scoffed, suppressing his much wanted desire to ask surely she had seen this coming. “None of that! You can relax! We still have your best interests in mind! You are our friend after all…”

Chrysalis looked up from her dejected knelt position, despite her best efforts to ignore the stallion’s most likely taunting words, hope started to flow back into her. “You… you think I wanted to become pregnant with your child…? To be marked as your slave?”

“Of course not… we aren’t idiots,” Royal Pin said. “You do however, face an imminent problem with your own army wanting a serious change in leadership soon…”

Chrysalis was starting to look up now, but all the while still not liking where this conversation was going. “How… how did you know my men were on the verge of a mutiny?”

“Ummm, have you ever met a mare before, Chrysalis?” Jet Set asked rhetorically. “They like to gossip… I mean, a lot. We’ve made a ton of new mare friends during our stay here so far and it turns out the juiciest bit of gossip they all seemed to share is those heated stares their owners are all seeming to give their benevolent queen before bickering to each other in their own language after you leave their sight… all of which started just shortly after our arrival here… And as surprising as it was, seeing friendly changelings here greeting us and poking their heads in from time to time told us those stares at you wasn’t anger directed at us…”

“They do all like staring menacingly at everything they don’t like though… kinda creepy,” Neon Lights added.

“Soooo, it was obvious that you, Chrysalis, were doing something wrong, and we stallions were doing something terribly right. But we didn’t need those clues to figure that out. I had my initial suspicions during Cadence’s changeling training sessions with our mares… but I never thought it would lead to this…” Jet Set said with a wide grin.

“A change in leadership is needed… why not give it to the stallions who are producing so much love from a mare? The outsiders from their own kind that have chosen to live amongst us after seeing our superior ways! Surely they will lead us to future power and greatness! They even brought down our mighty queen themselves! Look at her! Willingly wearing one of her own collars and enslaved, behaving like any other horny mare! Obviously bent to the stallion’s will in pure awe of their methods!” Jet Set said enthusiastically, gesturing his hands in air as he pictured his overly exaggerated tale. “Of course… we wouldn’t exactly be in complete control… we want you there with us every step of the way, Chrysalis, just under us in secret…”

Chrysalis scowl deepened as the depths of the stallion’s treachery unfolded before her. “You are playing a very dangerous game here, ponies!” She spat. “What do you hope to possibly accomplish by this? Order my men to release your fellow ponies back into the world? Allow them to return to their merry lives and pretend this whole incident never happened? HA! My men will have no will to follow such a command, and on top of that, the mares will have no desire to follow it either! It will never work!”

“Oh we realized that,” Neon Lights added. “We have something else in mind…”

“But more of that later,” Jet Set said, casually walking over to the stone wall and unhooking one of the many pet leashes that hung from its hooks. Walking back to the changeling queen he added, “I think I’d like to a bit of a walk now and check out our new digs… come, pet.”

Chrysalis growled angrily at the stallion’s extended hand that held the end of the leash in it, shaking as if to beckon a creature over. “And if I refuse to abide by your foolish plan?”

“By all mean, it’s your choice, Chrysalis,” Jet Set added plainly. “You are free to stop all this here and now, but we would probably leave the hive, and you would have to deal with your men’s growing concerns yourself… ooooor, you can accept this leash to keep a position as pseudo leader of the hive but as my slave for the next nine months, until you can pop that collar off, maybe even learn a thing or two about how we please our lovers…”

Chrysalis glared at the stallion, and all the other men in the room, staring at her with their cocky smirks as she thought over the stallion’s words. Finally, she sighed. “Fine…” she said, grabbing the offered end of the leash, reaching it behind her neck and snapping it into place on her collar. “But do not test me, stallions!”

Four mares jumped up and emerged from behind the couch, running over to her in cheer.

“Welcome to the family!” Lemon Zest shouted happily as four pairs of arms and breasts pressed into her as the mares rushed towards and hugged her from every direction.

Chrysalis groaned. She was already regretting this decision…

“This… is… humiliating!” Chrysalis snapped at the stallion leading her via leash from behind as they walked the long tunnels of the hive back to the queen’s quarters as a group. As they passed room after room, loud hoots and hollers could be heard coming from mare and changeling alike, as they spotted the collared changeling queen being led by the stallions.

“Do you know who I am? I am perfectly capable of walking on my own two feet without this blasted thing leading me like an animal!” Chrysalis growled, jerking her head to the side as if to fight against the leash’s length. Jet Set jerked the leash back, pulling the changeling queen’s head back into position. The other three stallions and their respective leashed mares got a quick chuckle as they watched the changeling bicker with her new ‘owner’.

“Now now, Chrysalis. Don’t think the leash is so much for you, as it is for everyone else. Your drones need to see you aren’t in charge anymore if you want this to work. I think they’ll be quite satisfied with this…” Jet Set replied. “Besides… I think a bit of a walk in a slave’s shoes will be good for you! Learn life in a whole new perspective. I’d say mares seem a lot happier than you are right now… isn’t that right Indigo?”

The pegasus giggled and nodded, falling back on her own leash trail to plant a quick peck on her owner’s cheek. Chrysalis just groaned again.

“Are you sure you wouldn’t rather crawl?” Sour Sweet asked teasingly. “I think it would be much more convincing.”

“Not on your life, pony” The queen growled.

“You know, Chrysalis…” Royal Pin walked up holding Sour Sweet’s Leash in hand while waving to the cheering changeling and mare couples to the sides as if they were his many adoring fans. “I have been thinking about what you said before. And it does seem rather silly for a slave to own other slaves…”

Chrysalis’s eyes shot open the moment she realized what this stallion was implying. “No… you can’t possibly mean…”

Princess Celestia, Luna, Cadence, and Twilight all stood shoulder to shoulder, having gathered upon sensing their mistress’s arrival back to her personal quarters. However, it couldn’t be helped they were all a tad shocked to see their owner was now wearing a slave collar and being willingly led via leash by a stallion, followed by the rest of this group they had heard so much about.

It didn’t take long for that shock to convert into a grin for a certain lunar princess. “Talks didn’t go so well with the stallions I take it, mistress?” Luna asked mockingly.

Chrysalis just glared and growled at the alicorn. “They are your masters now, apparently…”

“Enjoy them, boys…” Jet Set offered. “I think this one is going to be enough of a handle for me…”

Cadence eyes shot open wide upon realizing Chrysalis was actually being serious! Quickly, she scampered behind the line of standing alicorns in a feeble attempt to hide as Fancy Pants approached them.

“F-Fancy Pants! Hi! Say….You-you guys aren’t still mad about all that ugly betrayal business at that camp, a-are you? I-It was nothing personal after all… just following my mistress’s orders like a good mare!” Cadence spoke nervously.

Fancy Pants said nothing, rather, he simply stood there smiling.

“A-And look!” Cadence blurted, placing her hands on the wall as she bent over and thrust her rump out in his direction, revealing her reddened sore ass. “My mistress, has already taken the liberty of punishing this pet quite severely!”

“Oh, I haven’t the slightest doubt,” Fancy Pants said grinning as he enveloped the pink princess in his magic, hoisting her flailing body over to him. Draping the alicorn over his shoulder as if she were his prize. “Now then princess… where is this fabulous ‘sex dungeon’ that I’ve heard so many wonderful things about?”

“Grrrrr…. Fine! Be that way!” Cadence pouted, going limp in the stallion’s grasp. “….Take this hallway back down, then make a right…” she paused being quickly adding, “and hurry up!”

“Righto, come Sugarcoat! No reason you can’t enjoy this experience as well.” Fancy Pants ordered as he hauled Cadence out of the queen’s private quarters, Sugarcoat obediently following behind, laughing at the whole ordeal.

Celestia and Luna watched in confusion as Cadence was hauled off and away by another stallion. Upon, seeing Neon Lights and his slave, Lemon Zest, approach them, they quickly realized it would be best to make a good first impression on their apparent new masters, else fearing they would soon end up like Cadence, though, not like that would have been too bad.

Stepping forward, Luna bowed deeply before the stallion. “Greetings onto you, fine and virile stallion,” Luna spoke respectively with a smile. “If it would please you, this humble slut would like to state she would be honored by the prospect of her ownership onto you and in addition will do everything in her power and more to proudly pleasure her master with her body.”

Celestia, however, stepped in front of her sister, choosing to bow even lower to Neon Lights. “I too, would like to express my deepest desires to be bound to your will, master. You know… as the previous benevolent ruler of Equestria, who is loved by all, my body is one of the most desired and sought in all the lands… you would be the envy of every mare and changeling alike in this hive with me happily attending to your darkest desires. It would be simply foolish to choose otherwise.”

Luna quickly stepped forward in front of her sister again. “Or… this handsome stallion may choose to own a slave who is well acquainted with her place of obedience and submission under her master…. rather than a certain chest-heavy sister who has ruled over all ponies alone for a thousand years. This stallion easily strikes me as intelligent and knowledgeable. Thou is sure he will make the right decision…”

Celestia quickly teleported in front of her sister this time, obstructing Neon Light’s view of the lunar goddess. “Do you know, kind master, that I was the favored pet to our previous owner? Our mistress has spent many extra hours preferring to pump this slave’s tight holes to the brim with her delicious cum. Believe me, I have been keeping score.”

“WHAT!?” Luna fumed this time. “The only reason our mistress would have preferred servicing you more is because you require more training and guidance out of all of us! I, on the other hand, required very little! Even upon our capture, our mistress could easily tell I was the one with the preferred cunt out of the two of us! She discarded my sister to Twilight for taming!”

“Discarded me to Twi…. Why you ungrateful, little!!!” Celestia screamed, tackling her sister to the ground. Luna quickly retaliating with a scream of her own, rolling over and pinning Celestia to the ground and yanking on her hair. Yelping in pain, Celestia managed to land a blow on her sister’s face and shake the alicorn’s hold on her. The bout between the two alicorns soon devolved into a tangle of limbs and shouts as the two sisters exchanged their fair shares of biting, slapping, and pulling.

Lemon Zest, on the other hand, looked rather unamused at the sisterly wrestle, staring with a rather flat expression. Turning to her master’s head, or rather, his lower head, which had grown fully erect as a result of watching the cat fight. She knew her owner well enough to tell what he was thinking. Sighing, she asked, “You’re going to keep both of them, aren’t you?”

Neon Light’s cock twitched, as if nodding in response to her.

Meanwhile, Royal Pin leaned over to Twilight as the two of them watch the fight continue to unfold. “Ummmm, does this… happen often?”

Twilight simply sighed and shook her head in shame. “More often than I’m proud to admit… But don’t worry about them. They have great make-up sex.” Twilight extended her hand for him shake which the stallion quickly took, both of them understanding it as a much simpler way of signifying the purple alicorn’s new status as the stallion’s property. Neither of them took their eyes off the fight, however.

Jet Set unhooked the leash from Chrysalis collar, plopping the changeling queen’s rump onto her own bed.

“Hmph,” Chrysalis said, as crossed her arms across her chest. “You still have yet to tell me what you intend to do in this new position.”

“Well for starters… for a bunch of creatures that pride themselves on giving mares a choice to choose if they want this life or not,” Jet Set started, moving over to unhook the Indigo’s leash next, “You really didn’t give a certain other important group of ponies much of a choice when you invaded…”

It didn’t take long for Chrysalis to clue in on what the pony was referring to. Grimacing she said, “You want to help out the other stallions………”