It was an interesting morning to say the least. It turned out that like any other body, the changeling form did not appreciate being abandoned. Both Max and Seven spent several hours trying to shift and stretch enough to move without pain or kinks. They managed though, and afterwards Max was adamant the mare learn the wonderfulness that was a warm bath.

The stallion was all smiles as he washed down the infiltrator queen. Like Crystal, Seven had never been given a warm bath in her lifetime. The warm water, soft rags and scented soaps turned the nervous queen into a purring puddle of contentment.

"Not as bad as you thought it would be, is it?"

Seven grumbled a little, too out of it to realize she was objecting to a link-based superior before muttering a negative. It was all for show though, he could literally feel the muscles in her body sagging as he washed her down, running the warm cloth over her shell, working it into the joints and creases. He could feel her doing her best to resist purring at the wonderful sensations the warm water delivered.

"After this we'll get something to eat, in both senses of the word. I think Crystal should have some extra saved up for us and I enjoy eating with Luna and Celestia.

When they were done, to Seven's displeasure as he dragged her out of the warm water, Max brought the mare to what he realized was lunch.

"Didn't think it was that late already. Thanks again for looking after us, Crystal. I appreciate it."

"I was happy to return the care. You taught me a lot about such things after all, even if not directly. I expect you to reciprocate though."

Max grinned as Luna spooned a helping of some mashed tuber onto his plate while he nabbed a sandwich.

"I'd be happy to bring a warm bucket of water and a rag when you molt. I can only assume it would be mind-numbing."

"I would like to be present as well for such a thing. Maximus was quite soft when he shed his shell, it was the strangest thing. He was jumpy though."

Looking to Seven with mirth in her eyes, Luna leaned in conspiratorially.

"Maximus bit Tia when she invaded his room after his molt. I think it was her hostility towards him at the time, but I found her rear leg sticking out from under Max's bed. He had bit her and pulled her under the bed in his altered state of mind."

"It should be better next time. With more changelings a molt isn't as big of a deal. He may even retain his senses next time, as shall I."

"Excellent, we look forward to the delightfulness that was a squishy changeling and having Max be alert enough to comprehend our teasing," Luna giggled.

"We?" Seven asked, surprising everyone, including herself.

"Myself and Celestia, of course. In spite of the terrible experience, I managed to obtain an admittance of both curiosity and agreement that you were pleasantly soft."

Max groaned, throwing a fetlock over his muzzle in irritation.

"Seriously? That's, of all the odd things you could find to tease me over; that's like me making fun of your heat."

"A mare's estrus is nothing to joke over!" Celestia denounced.

"Oh please, a time where even the most stoic of mare's become dick-hungry? I find that hilarious...or I would if I wasn't going to be dragged into a dark room for a week or however long it is for Luna."

"We don't have heats anymore," Celestia scoffed. "It's part of our ascension."

"Actually Tia, Max has hypothesized that our bodies are still adapting to the changes. Do not assume you are done with those troublesome times just yet," Luna said, giggling as the white alicorn's face blanked.

"Oh, this will be good!" Crystal giggled before turning to Luna. "How long before she tries to steal Maximus for herself?"

Luna scoffed.

"As if Tia would do such a thing. After all, I'm more than willing to allow her to join us. It's not theft if the owner allows one to take something."

Max rolled his eyes as the mares reacted, two tittering in amusement while the third burned with embarrassment.

"Yea, well at least I'd be able to tell when Tia's in heat."

The giggles resumed, this time with Luna turning red. She soon joined them in their laughter though, leaving only one mare at the table uninvolved. Everyone seemed to notice this, causing the joviality to die out as the group began eating in earnest.

Max wasn't that surprised though. In many ways Seven was experiencing culture shock. The food wasn't necessary so she didn't eat, but at least she was drinking some of the tea.

'More than I can say about you,' he sniped at the queen sitting across from him.

Crystal graced his insult with a raspberry, resuming her meal afterwards. He felt a few questions and answers go between the two changeling mares but didn't press for more information. Seven would probably prefer some distance from him at this point anyway.

After she'd finished eating Crystal smiled as she attempted to restart the conversation.

"I delivered the metal items you were working on while you were preoccupied. The bar and the symbol."

"Oh! Yes, it was wonderful news," Luna said, brightening considerably at the reminder. "We have since created a small team that has been running the forge in your absence. The stallions and drone seem to enjoy the work, one of the ponies even earning his mark as he began to learn how to melt the metal down. All three are fascinated with working the metal but until we can find a trained blacksmith I'm afraid they're merely playing with the material."

"That doesn't exactly put my mind at ease, Luna," Max replied drolly.

"We made certain there were plenty of rules for safety and material usage. Crystal said she was using many of your...chemistry?"

Looking to the changeling mare and getting a nod, she continued.

"She instated several rules from your chemistry classes. Water-buckets, medical kits, the drone is the one who does most of the pouring since he is resistant to the heat and even the molten metal. Crystal has even given them all a crash course in diurnal energy."

"Thermal, Luna. How heat moves and how it is transferred from one object to another. It may seem obvious but some individuals seem to think that just because one end of a rod is hot and the other was cool ten seconds ago, the same shall hold true after an hour. Myself being among those individuals."

Once more Crystals words were followed by a few quick messages between herself and Seven, but once more Max ignored them. He was more concerned with other business.

"About the trip to...Lady Copper? The nearest city aside from Silver Keep."

"Oh yes, we have been preparing for that, each in there own way," Celestia answered with rueful smirk. "I have been working on gathering a group of guards to escort whomever we shall decide to send as well as learning what supplies or trading goods should be brought while Luna has been hard at work...saving up food for the one that is left with myself."

"Ah, a tactful way of saying Luna's left you to take care of it while she ruts Crystal till they both pass out," Max said, nodding in feigned approval.

"I object to such statements! I have been training Crystal in the use of weaponry!" Luna barked.

Celestia rolled her eyes.

"Oh do not even attempt such misdirection. You are merely using the training as a form of...what was it called, the thing you do to achieve a proper mood?"

"Uh, foreplay?" Max answered, taken aback by the white mare's surprisingly lewd insult.

"Yes, that was it. You merely use the battles as foreplay, striking your beta's flank as often as possible. Odd, as with a shell it does not react in a pleasing way."

Max and Crystal both stared slack-jawed at Celestia, even as Seven attempted to stifle a chuckle.

"Princess Celestia, do my ears deceive me or are you implying an enjoyment of flanks that bounce when struck?" Crystal asked in almost-mock surprise.

"Now now, Crystal," Max tutted. "To each their own. You shouldn't judge a pony on their kinks."

"I suppose you have a point. If I did I'd never be able to look at myself in the mirror," Crystal reluctantly agreed.

"Oh spare me. When I check the dictionary definition of nymphomaniac, you're grinning muzzle is staring back at me," Max scoffed. "I'm sure you'd not only be able to look at yourself, you'd make out with yourself if you could."

"Lies!" Crystal laughed.

Max scowled in response, disappearing in a flash of fire and leaving a second Crystal sitting at the table. Max nearly ran around the table, pulling the grinning queen into a deep kiss that she quickly began to reciprocate.

"Luna, have you no control over your beta?" Max ehard the white mare complain, though he could taste her amusement.

Luna slowly approached, tsk'ing the entire time. Before Max could break away from the kiss and escape, Crystal clamped down on his own thoughts with her own.

'Don't leave, I have a plan. Seven, your eyes please?'

Both changelings complied with the request, though for Max it was more out of curiosity than the hive-link. He felt Luna near and try pulling them apart only for Crystal to pull her into their embrace, sandwiching Luna between them. Crystal continued making out, only this time with Luna getting her tonsils tickled while Max began nipping and kissing along the alicorn's neck and shoulder. Before Luna could begin to enjoy it though, the shape shifter launched the second part of her plan. As Luna relaxed into their grip, Crystal commanded him to move. He allowed it once more, curious as to what she was planning.

He wasn't disappointed.

Seven stared in confusion as the meal played out. The constant back and forth, the jokes, the thinly veiled insults, they were all familiar. What wasn't familiar was the complete lack of hostility between the individuals gathered. She was almost certain this was normal for them, that there wouldn't be any backstabbing later once they'd retired for the night.

Once more she witnessed two of the 'flock' biting each other's mouths, this time the breeder and Seventeen. She still didn't know why they did that, nor did she understand why the ponies were calling Seventeen by the name of Crystal.

'Seven, your eyes please?'

Seven didn't even think about it, letting the other sub queen see through her own eyes. Even as the changeling felt Seventeen watching the blue pony's approach she felt herself gripped by an unusual bout of curiosity. What was it the two were going to do?

She was completely unsurprised when the alicorn was pulled into the mess, the breeder now nibbling at the hybrid mare's neck while Seventeen did that strange biting thing with her 'alpha'. Then in the blink of an eye Seventeen and the Breeder both moved in sync, sticking their tongues into the pony's ears.

The blue pony squealed in disgust and shock, her emotions shifting through a myriad of colors and flavors. The pony began struggling, desperately attempting to escape the lock the two changelings had on her but to no avail.

"Tia! Help me!"

The white mare merely rose from her seat and approached at a casual pace. Just as the blue pony looked hopeful, the white mare grinned viciously.

"Long live the princess."

It didn't make much sense why the mare would be quoting that strange story the breeder had shown them the night before, nor did the blue pony's reaction as the older one's wings began brushing over particular spots on the smaller, causing the captive mare to redouble in both her laughter and her struggles.

Shaking her head and taking another sip of her tea, which with changeling honey added was surprisingly good-tasting and filling, she realized she'd likely never understand this.

'Don't count yourself out just yet,' Crystal said, breaking away from the other three as the breeder and white mare continued to torture the blue one. 'It isn't as difficult as you seem to think. It also opens up a lot of possibilities. Here, take a taste.'

Before Seven could say anything Crystal opened her senses and connected them to her own, leaving the smaller queen experiencing the emotional deluge Seventeen was under. Seven blinked in shock, barely keeping hold of her senses as the emotions washed over her.
'Y-you experience this-'

'All the time, yes. You become acclimated to it, but it is still nice. This isn't even the most intense emotions ponies can feel. This is just them having fun. When it's time to sleep and we go to bed...'

The changeling queen perked her ears in curiosity as Seventeen shuddered in delight, sharing a stray memory through their link of an endless wave of love radiating from the blue mare, or of the male's willingness to share his energy in other ways.

Seven felt a shiver run down her own spine at the amount of love and other emotions this hive was dealing in. It put her own gathering to shame, and the fact that a good amount was being gathered by a combat queen? It hurt.

'Don't be like that, Seven. I likely would still be wandering the countryside if not for these two. It was Max who first proposed this form of feeding and Luna who agreed to be his source. It was a trade, his help and support in exchange for her love. Ponies already consider it a relationship, so it was simple for them to work out.'
Moving towards the door and leaving the other three to their games, Seventeen called for her to follow.
'Flick is holding a lesson on our new way of feeding. I think it would explain a lot if you attended.'

Slipping away from the pile that continued to torture the blue mare, Seventeen bade Seven to follow as she walked out the door. Taught by a drone. Seven could already hear her clutch-sisters laughing at her for this one.

'Ah, but if at the end of the day you are the one with jars upon jars of extra honey, what would their teasing mean to you?' Seventeen asked. 'And it's Crystal now. I prefer a name with a bit more depth than clutch and hatch order. Have you never wished for something more than mere existence.

Seven felt her thoughts drift for only a moment before she managed to clamp down on them. She'd trained herself to hold that back for years, why was she having trouble now?

'Because not all of your memories are your own,' Crystal responded to her accidentally voiced question. 'Flick can wait. I think it's time you learned just how badly you were hurt. Then we'll discuss what we're going to do with you in the future.'

Seven followed the larger queen out into the main courtyard and into a relatively empty storage room. It took a moment but Seven realized it was the one that had housed the drones earlier.

'Now, I'm going to do something that Maximus thinks is very foolish. I think it will help though. You were damaged, seven. Badly, in spite of what you feel. I will ask though. Do you want me to disconnect you from the hive? You will be free to go.'

'You won't attack me?' Seven asked, a hint of accusation in her voice.

'If you can make it out the door without hurting yourself, I'll open the gate myself.'

The smaller shape shifter frowned but nodded. She felt as though she was being set up but Seven-Crystal had been truthful in everything she said so far.

'Disconnect me.'

Seven actually didn't expect the other queen to follow through. She expected any number of responses, but as she felt the other queen pull both her own as well as the breeder's presence from her mind, Seven realized Crystal had been playing straight...which actually scared her. She said she was maintaining the link for Seven's benefit, but why.

As the other queen's presence faded from her mind, Seven closed her eyes to savor her regained freedom...and opened them again to find herself staring at the ceiling.

She frowned, noticing the breeder and Crack present as they were wrapping something around her forelegs, a layer of resin on her hoof where the limb reached into her sight. The breeder was furious, speaking harshly to someone she couldn't see...
'Oh, that's why I can't hear. My ears are ringing.'

The next thing she noticed was the slow increase of pain in her body. Her hooves started to register, and they hurt. Her legs stopped being numb and they hurt. Her nose felt like she'd slammed her face into a wall. She felt...

Seven sighed in relief as the breeder began to shut down her nerves, speaking gently to her. The pain slowly stopped, but she still couldn't hear.

I can't hear.'

'Ah, that makes sense. No worries, Seven. You're in good hooves.'

'What happened? When was I pulled back into this hive?'

The male slowed in his bandaging, his expression softening.

'When Crystal released you, you had a break.'

'A break...'

'A psychotic episode. You were screaming, punching walls, you attacked anyone who so much as looked at you. It's what I was hoping to avoid. It's why I told Crystal not to release you yet. I knew there was more damage from our fight left over.'

The injured sub queen frowned, thankful her body was currently numb.

'What damage? I feel fine. Seventeen, what did you-'

'Exactly what I offered. I disconnected you. I disconnected you from our link and from Maximus in the process. The source of those stray memories. He does not link like we do, his mind remains open. If you question something and he knows the answer, he offers it freely. When your mind tries to understand the source of the memory fragments, his mind responds automatically. It allowed you to dismiss a good portion of the damage.'

'When you disconnected, all of those little slivers were no longer being ignored. The animals I knew, the stories, the horrors and the wonders, you had no frame of reference.'

The breeder drew a hoof across her muzzle gently, though she couldn't feel it.

'I was in the middle of removing these slivers when I woke you up. I wanted to make sure you were even there. To make certain you'd survived. You were alive but then I couldn't just continue my work. Not when it scared you like that. I want to work with you, Seven. I don't want to be your enemy.'

'I memorized the disconnect if you'd like to watch,' Crystal offered. 'I know you don't believe me, it's why I did this. I wouldn't believe you if I was in your situation either.'

Seven nodded, feeling Crystal connecting her to the memory. She watched intently, feeling the breeder's presence slip into the memory as well as he joined her. That actually helped set her mind slightly at ease. If the breeder was watching as well the chances of this being false or tampered with were low.

She watched from Crystal's eyes as the larger sub queen led her into the room, watched as the younger mare withdrew her presence. This time though, she felt the male yelling at her over the link, asking her what she was doing. She saw herself close her eyes, savoring the newfound freedom...then those eyes opened with wide-eyed terror.

Seven saw herself scream, saw herself curl up on the floor and begin writhing in agony as her mind was overwhelmed by who-knew what. She watched herself rise to her hooves in a blind panic, running headlong into a wall.

'That would explain the damaged muzzle.'

She watched as she rose again, punching and kicking at the wall, still screaming about monsters, about things that hid in the shadows or would burrow into a creatures eyes. About spores that would slowly destroy a living creature and bloom from their dead body, infecting any unfortunate enough to be close. About creatures immune to fire, creatures that lived in the darkest oceans, creatures...

She saw the viewer wince as her hooves began to crack with the impacts, the chitin splitting as Crystal nailed her horn with resin to prevent Seven from casting. The door exploded open and the breeder rushed in, tackling Seven and rolling to his back, holding the mare to his barrel as her legs continued to flail in the air. Seventeen approached her, staring into her wild and unseeing eyes, and reconnected Seven to the hive.

As her world faded back into view, Seven was silent. The male once more began working to bandage her leg. The drone was currently working on her muzzle, having finished the other leg while the three of them were reviewing the memory.

She didn't know what to think. The memory didn't feel wrong, didn't feel like it was missing anything. In fact there was too much detail. Mother didn't like it when she had to sort through superfluous information, so they had to keep their memories bare...but Crystal wasn't doing that anymore. Whether or not Mother was truly gone, Crystal was declaring her independence. She had allied herself with this breeder and these ponies and spat on Mother's rules. The sub queen standing over here seemed to know what she was realizing as she smiled widely before looking to the breeder.

'Want to show her?'

He nodded, setting his shoulders before Crystal spoke again.

"Max go to Luna."

Seven watched curiously as the male's muscles tensed as the order was pushed over the hive-link, not a request but an order. A moment later he was finishing his work with her bandage, having apparently ignored it.

"Max is going to be teaching me how to do that as well, we're going to be practicing so that even if we are forced into a hive we won't be used against each other. We might even be able to resist more forcefully, perhaps even disconnecting ourselves with enough practice."

"And we'll teach you as well. I said I want you to be an ally, and I won't have my allies making me look bad in front of the other hives. So we're going to make sure you can take care of yourself before we release you."

Both queens tensed as they felt the male gather himself in the hive, pushing against his link to Crystal.

"Crystal, go sit in the corner and think about what you've done."

Even the drone was staring in confusion when Crystal started walking to the corner of the room, only stopping several paces away with a shudder as she finally pushed through his command.

"I am the hive-ruler, how did you do that?"

"It's still a link. We've both held that position. If a queen's been subservient once, they know the sensation; they may be ordered if they're not expecting it. Honestly though it was a guess and a little irritation on my part."

Looking down on her the breeder smiled.

"I don't want you practicing that just yet. You need rest. After that I'll talk to you about what I was doing earlier. I want to fix the damage I caused, Seven. I feel horrible having caused you this kind of pain, even if everyone tells me it was justified.

"I'll help heal your mind, we'll teach you how to fight Link orders, and you can leave afterwards. How's that sound?"

'Like a trap,' Seven thought, wincing as she felt the thought leak into the hive.

'You already found a way to grow beyond what Mother intended,' Seventeen said, leaning over her. 'I'd gladly pay love for you to teach me how you managed that.'

Before Seven could respond the blue female from before arrived. Taking in her appearance, Seven was surprised by the anger she felt being directed to Seventeen. In fact it was almost scary.

"Max told you she was still hurt. Why did you do this to her?"

"I didn't do-"

"Your negligence led to her injury," she insisted. "Your disconnecting her caused her to harm herself."

The blue mare stepped closer, standing over the queen imperiously.

"You will see to her until she is at least as recovered as when you took her from the dining room earlier."

"Luna, she was trying to make a point. Seven still didn't trust her so she-"

"So she allowed her to cause herself injury? Maximus, look at her! Her legs are shattered! This is not making a point, this is cruelty!"

"The kindness scares Seven, Luna! She's not used to it. She keeps expecting betrayal. I don't agree with Crystal but she knows the other queens. As much as I don't like this I think Seven needed some sort of refference."

"Do not attempt to help her out of this, she overstepped her authority," the angered hybrid stated.

"Wouldn't dream of it," the breeder responded, his face twisting into a wicked smile. "Besides, the two of you have spent a week together, right? Well, now Crystal gets to watch over her. That means we get some time to ourselves."

Seven nearly found herself giggling at the expression Crystal wore as the mare nodded in agreement.

"Yes, that seems like a proper punishment. I'm certain you'll find no objections, little beta of mine. I will allow you back into the room when Seven is. A labor of walking again. Until then, you will see to her. And unless something of importance comes up, you will not delegate this task to a drone."

"But- but the training! The trip!"

"You are staying with Tia, as our communication. Max will be aiding me in the negotiations and I wish to have a way to speak with Celestia should something occur while we are away."

Turning to her, the blue pony smiled.

"Rest easy, Sub Queen Seven B, you are a guest in my home while you recover. Max has asked that your attack on his freedom be forgiven, and so I have. Respect my home and my ponies, and we shall get along fine. Max and Crystal will see that you are cared for until you are capable of deciding on your future."

The strange mare left, leaving the bree-Max grinning at a pouting Crystal.

"Don't even-"

"Oooo, you're in trouble!"

"Max I swear-"

"Looks like somebody's sleeping on the couch!"

"Rargh!"

Watching as the large changelings began rolling along the floor, Crystal in fury even as the male was laughing hysterically, Seven realized she'd crossed some strange threshold. Logic just didn't seem to apply anymore.

'....what's the Twilight Zone?'

'That's mine, sorry. Tv show.'

'Tv?'

'This may take a while...'

The rest of the day passed with little worthy of note. Max was of course thankful for that after what he'd already dealt with but his mind was currently hard at work trying to think up a good idea for that night even as he checked on Seven.

The mare was currently in his bed, or at least the room Luna had given him at the start of his stay. Crystal was curled up beside the queen as well, both of the mares under blankets to retain he warmth of the day as the cooler evening turned to night. Crystal had admitted it felt odd but it wasn't something she would complain about. He'd checked Seven's bandages for any signs of fresh blood but had otherwise left her to rest, telling her he'd explain anything she needed either in the dream-hive or in person come the morning.

He nearly jumped when a nearby voice called out to him, Celestia leaving Luna's chambers and wishing him good night. He nodded in response, though he wasn't sure if the white alicorn saw his nonverbal response in the dark. He entered the dark alicorn's room quietly and closed the door behind him.

"You are still troubled by Crystal's actions?" Luna asked from her vanity as she brushed a few tangles from her damp mane.

"Not so much. Seven's relaxing a bit now, which is good. What bothers me is Crystal's knowledge of the Hive's politics. Or rather, the lack there-of. I thought I had a grip on what it was, but talking to Seven and seeing some of those memories, things weren't cut and dry."

Taking a second brush and moving it through the mare's tail, he sighed.

"There was a lot of background politics. Alliances, betrayals, bartering, a whole economy living under that mare's iron rule."

"Is that why you've focused more on trading with her or helping repair her mind as opposed to-"

"Yea. She actually had it hidden and I didn't even realize what I was looking at till recently. But Crystal kept her head down. She did her best to avoid enemies but that also meant she had no allies. Seven had allies, may still have them. If she feels we've harmed her they could be enemies. If she feels we did right by her they could be allies. The issue is explaining the situation in such a way that makes her understand I want to help her. How do you explain to a mare that some of her memories are wrong and they need to be removed for her to be healthy? I know I'd be terrified if someone told me that."

"Well, you'll just have to take it slow when you work with her. I'm certain you'll figure out how to speak with her in time."

"Is there anything in particular you'd like to do tonight?" Max asked, a small grin appearing on his face.

Luna hummed in thought, tapping her brush against her nose.

"I suppose not. Just a calm session, just the two of us. I love Crystal, but I've had quite enough changeling tongue for now. I'd like something with a bit more...mass."

"Mass huh?" Max asked with a chuckle. "I guess that's a nice way to put it."

"Well, there's something to be said for the delightful tingle I end up with afterwards. The magic just feels..."

Shaking his head, Max laughed.

"Alright, I get it. Don't need to spell it out for me."

The dark mare shifted, turning around and resting wrapping her forelegs around his neck.

"Are you certain? Because I really want to feel you inside me. I want to feel the tingle of your seed as my body is flooded with magically charged semen. I want to feel the fullness that only comes from a stallion driving himself deep into my body. I-"

Max cut her off with a kiss, knowing she'd keep going if he let her. Not that he minded too much, but hey. He had needs too.

'Why talk when you can act?'

Luna giggled as he began to nibble down her neck, her body already giving off the scent of need.

"I want to feel every ring as my stallion fills my body with pleasure. I want to see, smell, and hear nothing but my mate."

He bit her neck, feeling a wave of confusion and excitement flood her mind. He held her there for a moment as the venom did it's job, leaving the mare limp in his forelegs. He levitated her now-limp form to the bed, using a second bit of magic to get a good look between her legs. She'd riled herself up so much already she was practically dripping arousal. He really didn't even have to work for this one. Max left her rear legs hanging off of the bed, leaving her perfectly positioned.

"I love you, Luna, and I think your voice is beautiful. Could listen to it all day. But, well, as Seven said, I'm a breeder. A breeder who hasn't bred in almost two weeks and I swear now that the prospect of sex has come up I can feel myself leaking at the thought. My balls are just screaming at me to find a nice warm body to rut and I know just the one."

Lining himself up with the mare's already warm and ready nethers, Max easily slipped inside, thrusting himself deep into her slick need with little trouble. The sudden wave of confusion that washed over her the next moment though was hilarious.

"Oh, don't you remember?" Max huffed, pulling out and giving the mare another good thrust. "The venom is numbing. Makes it so, you can't feel anything. Don't worry, it will wear off in a moment."

Max thrust forward once more, the mare's wet lips greeting his impact with a wet slap. It felt strange, as the venom relaxed everything. She wasn't even flexing around his dick as he brushed against her insides. He pulled himself deeper, leaning into her ear as he smiled devilishly.

"Unless you're a bad mare, in which case I could always reapply it. Are you a bad mare, Luna? Do you need to be punished?"

The burst of desperation mixed with her arousal as she vehemently denounced being bad, which in her state ended up sounding more like slurred moans and grunts under the effects of his venom, caused him to laugh.

"What's that? It sounded like you were trying to say no. No to what? No to being a good girl? Or no to being rutted until you can't walk straight? I guess I could always find Crystal..."

Luna squirmed as she fought the venom, her slick vaginal walls desperately trying to grip him as the venom ran its course. Already Luna was regaining some semblance of control over her body, her horn flickering and her wings shifting slightly underneath him. Grinning, Max leaned down and placed his jaws on her neck again, causing the mare underneath him to whine piteously in fear.

"Nuh, duh...wunnu...fee. Pulz, buh gud."

"Oh, you'll be good?" Max asked, shifting left and right and earning a mewl of pleasure as feeling returned to the mare's body. "I guess I can hold off on another dose..."

The male began thrusting at a good pace, enjoying the feeling of the slowly awakening muscles that gripped and squeezed him. The mare's tunnel was still weak, still not quite tight enough in its tensing to truly aid in his pleasure but that was only half the game. The motions of the rut were already setting him off. Burying himself inside his mate, Max grunted as he climaxed almost instantly, feeling a powerful pressure being released inside his gut. Like a hose that was finally uncapped, he could feel the magic-saturated seed pour into the waiting womb, filling Luna with the pleasant tingle she desired.

Grunting, Max began rutting her once more, feeling his instincts firing off. He needed this release, needed it worse than he'd realized. His body was full and he needed to make room, more seed was being generated even now. He wanted to be empty, to feel that contentment that only came with the fulfillment of being completely expended. So he continued to thrust, feeling the squelching of his own cum being packed deeper into the female as he continued to pound her, feeling his own pleasure remain just shy of climax-levels of intensity. A little more was all it would take right now, just a twist and grind so that a new part of his dick-

Luna moaned underneath him, the feeling and control over her body finally returning in time to feel the male on her back driving into her depths at full speed even as the ejaculate from his first climax sent electric tingles through her quivering walls. She shivered as he grunted a second time, pouring more warmth into her in a short time while his rings worked with her now clenching vaginal walls to contain the seed.

"M-more, harder! Stars, I missed this, I needed this."

"Good mare's are quiet when their stallion is giving them a rutting," Max growled, pressing his teeth to the shuddering alicorn's neck. "Do I need to, to punish someone?"

Luna shook her head quickly, using her hooves to try and muffle her moans even as her mate threatened to cut off feeling in her body again. He could tell the thought frightened her but at the same time the sheer amount of control over the situation he had was a thrill to them both. It really wasn't something Max had planned on using the venom for but god did it set him off. Total control over the mare below him, the ability to...oh wow.

Feeling Luna approaching her climax, Max chuckled and pressed his teeth against the alicorn's neck.

"N-no, don't-ah, don't you dare! Maximus I swear, I swear I'll never forgive you if you-"

Luna's argument was cut short as the stallion peeked for the third time, pumping even more seed into the dark mare's already swollen womb. She gave a shudder as her orgasm struck suddenly, cutting her off midsentence and leaving her eyes staring blankly ahead with her mouth hanging open.

Riding out the orgasm, Max grinned as a thought struck him. He had more, much more to give her. But she was full. While he didn't want what he'd already packed his mate to go to waste, neither was he done with her. He needed a way to keep her full without plugging her canal with his rod.

Magic suddenly blazed around luna's arousal-bloated lips, pinching them together like a demented balloon neck and keeping most of the semen inside of her, though a few spurts of the pink jizz managed to squirt out from her overfilled hole. He heard the mare mewl and groan, saw her legs trying to roll to her side as her slightly bulging belly flexed in confusion.

The changeling hacked up a bit of resin, smearing the gel-like substance over the mare's nether-lips and hardening it with his magic. The resin creaked and cracked a little, a small bit of pink leaking from a chip in the seal. A second layer of resin solved the issue though, completely sealing his seed inside her. Three, three climaxes and he still wanted more. He still had more and he still wanted to give it to her. Her marehood was out of the equation now, bloated and sealed as it was. There were other holes though. He was far from done.

Max giddily circled his mare, shifting her head slightly even as her eyes were still fogged from the pleasure of her peak. A peak that was hanging around much longer than usual as a result of the incredible feeling of fullness she was currently feeling. Wasting no time, Max began pressing his shaft into her muzzle, using his magic to open her jaws and allowing the slick member to slide down her throat.

The shape shifter managed a good four pumps into the alicorn's esophagus before she registered his presence, swallowing hard several times in quick succession. It was good, so much goodness that he almost couldn't pull out. He waited in her mouth, feeling her tongue running over his shaft and slipping along his rings for a moment as she took a few deep breaths. The second he heard her take a deep breath though, he went back to it, fucking her throat with abandon and letting loose yet another torrent of seed into her, this one washing deep into her gullet.

Pulling back out, the changeling panted, feeling the effects of his effort. He felt his balls clenching, pushing out the last bit of seed they contained. One more. He had one more in him and he was done. He needed...he needed a place. A place that would be memorable. His eyes tracked over her body and he got an idea, a wonderfully awful idea. His teeth bared in glee and his dick throbbed in anticipation. He knew where his last one would go, he knew where the last orgasm would take place.

Circling back to her flank, he began licking and massaging the moons on the lunar mare's flanks, feeling and hearing the pleasure the feelings brought her. He licked, nipped, kissed, suckled- he adored those wonderful flanks. He treated them as if they were treasures. Luna was going to need this extra bit, too. Especially with what he was about to do.

Buzzing a bit with a hoof on her cutie mare and leaning forward to nibble on a sensitive bit of her wing, Max nodded as the alicorn climaxed again, her mind overtaken with lust and pleasure. Her body shuddered as the aftershocks of her orgasm played through her body, unaware of the prick of his teeth on her flank.

Luna was none the wiser, her body completely consumed by its most recent peak and not yet registering the numb feeling that was flowing through her at the moment. He bit her again, adding just a little more venom. It had to be a sure thing, there had to be no muscle control. No feeling, no way for her to hurt either of them. Certain she was sufficiently relaxed, the changeling lined himself up with the upper entrance and pushed forward.

He sighed as his dick slid into her body with almost no resistance, the slick member still exceptionally lubricated from its previous two journeys. The rings also slipped in this time, the mare's pucker not even twitching in token resistance. She couldn't clench on him, couldn't feel any discomfort. Not this time. Certain he was properly situated, the changeling began to thrust, his pace starting out ragged and only becoming worse as he worked. Four, six thrusts, eight and he was bottoming out, feeling his ability to hold on any longer shattering. Nine and he was done, his rod erupting with it's fifth powerful torrent of seed into the same mare, filling her in a way she'd never experienced nor expected.

Max gasped, feeling his energy finally running out even as he drank in what little emotion the half-conscious mare was able to direct at him. She still was holding on, still so desperately trying to recover from her second orgasm that she didn't realize she'd been numbed a second time. He chuckled as he slumped onto her back, the sudden tensing of her anal ring telling him the feeling was returning. She blinked, a wave of confusion washing over her as she shifted and clenched her butt, feeling the shaft still lodged inside. She shifted again, a feeling of pleasure washing over her as the seed in her colon was displaced, slowly working its way into her body and leaving her with even more of her body in contact with the charged sensation.

"You...jerk," she gasped, unable to lift her head. "You, you did that when I was, when I-"

"When you were still zoned from your second," Max slurred, giggling as he snuggled into the alicorn's back. He felt great, like he'd accomplished a life-goal. His body was exhausted, certainly, but it was a good fatigue. He felt...good.

The mare below him clenched again, gripping his shaft as a bit of uncertainty danced along her emotions.

"It didn't...hurt. Did, you enjoy it?"

He shook his head.

"Not really, but I wanted to cover all my bases...and fill all the holes. All the ones that matter anyway. I'm not into noses or ears. That's weird."

A quick flash of disgust followed by amusement.

"You're going to make this up to me. A full night of brushing in the dream-hive, as well as a climax or two."

"I'll give you three," Max mumbled, already drifting off. He pulled himself out of the alicorn carefully, feeling her tense as every ring was pulled out of her ass. As the head slipped out he shifted, using the blanket to wipe himself off. He'd shower in the morning and clean it up in full. He just didn't have the energy for sanitation right now.

'I'm probably going to be disgusted with myself later.'

Author's Notes:

Any problem can be solved by rigorous and vigorous application of horse-dick. Fenoxo - 2017

I saw that quote on his website and realized it was the guiding principle of this entire story