Love Nest, a brothel set up in one of the back alleys of Los Pegasus. Set up for the dark things that happen within. This brothel sees rich clients from all across Equestria, all coming to relieve their tension in the most natural way, by fucking a mare.

The owner of this particular brothel is a Unicorn by the name of Dirty Deal, a dark silver colored Unicorn, his mane a sleek cut goldenrod color. He had one thing on his mind, profits. As he walked through the brothel he owned, he could hear the clients giving the employees a good dicking. The sound of money to him.

Stallions often asked how he was able to get the wide array of races he had under his employment, ranging from ponies, all the way to a couple Minotaurs. All of them giving their bodies to the clients. He always told them he treated them well, so they wanted to stay. The fact is, that couldn’t be farther from the truth.

Dirty Deal was a Slaver; a wide network captured the vast majority of his Girls, spanning the entirety of the planet. They were sold to him for a pretty penny by the bunch, but it wasn’t any of his older girls, those that had become less willing, and moving with mechanical practice without thought, that were the most prized. That status belonged to his newest girls.

He had simply been doing his normal dealings. He heard tell though his network of traffickers that a new group of girls was taken from a rival brothel, and being sold. He jumped at the opportunity; the catch was nearly one-hundred new girls for his network. His boys went to get them, but when they came back with the catch, the most amazing thing happened.

A group of around fifty girls had been transported to his… ‘storage’ facility. When he came to look at them, he couldn’t have been happier. They had all burst into orange flames once he walked in, showing them as some strange bug, calling themselves ‘Changelings’, they told him of their abilities and tried to convince him to let them go. But only one of those abilities rang true to him. Their mysterious ability to transform, guaranteed to get him rich.

He had spread them out amongst his traffickers and had been reaping the rewards from it ever since. It had been two weeks since he had got them into his brothels, and since then… He had a new problem. His Traffickers had been getting attacked… By somepony. Who? He had no idea.

A week ago, the first of his traffickers was attacked; he was left on the floor of his brothel, foaming from the mouth while clutching his head. A few hours later, he had woken up with absolutely no memory of who he was, where he came from, or what happened. His few Changelings were also freed, but the others were brought to him by a few of his other underlings.

That wasn’t where it stopped, another one was taken out a few hours after the first woke up, the third left and went under. He was found a day later with a large stab wound in his chest, bleeding out slowly. The fourth and fifth just gave up, they sent him letters saying that they were not going to help him anymore, along with sending the girls back to him.

Now, he couldn’t be better, he had all of his whores down in the lower basement, where he stored the slaves he wasn’t using. With only one of them as an exception, his own personal fuck toy, an insect named Buttercup. Who he made sure to use every day, get as much work out of them as possible.

Sure, he had sent a group to get more of the girls… And they had come back… if you want to call it that.

When they came back, they were practically comatose, and they still didn’t wake up. The only one that could talk told him one thing. “She’s coming.”

“She…” Dirty scoffed. “I’m not afraid of anypony…” he walked down the halls, heading up to the top floor where his office was located. As he stepped through the door, he saw Buttercup lying off to the side, still unable to move, as her wing lay crumpled from when she tried to bite down on his dick.

He wandered behind his desk, shining steel as he looked over a few charts and graphs, detailing the money he was getting or losing. So far he was getting a decent amount of bits, but he wanted more… As he signed a couple more forms to try and get more women, he heard the door thrust open as it slammed into the wall.

“What?” He snapped, looking at the black unicorn, her orange mane and tail well kept, as her orange eyes glanced over towards Buttercup.

“Don’t worry about her. She’s just my pet… I’ll need to get rid of her soon enough.”

Dirty looked back at the Unicorn, still staring wide-eyed at Buttercup as she blinked slowly. Soon her mouth hung open as she looked back over at Dirty. “Wh-What did you do to her?”

“Buttercup?” Dirty asked. “Don’t mind her. She’s just my whore. Nothing to worry about. So can I help you?”

The Unicorn looked back over at Buttercup, a small tear running down her cheek before she closed her eyes and glared at Dirty. “You twisted Fuck!” The Unicorn shouted. “What have you done to her?”

“You mean my little pet here” Dirty replied, flipping through a couple pages “Oh I wouldn’t worry about her. She isn’t even that good anymore. Then again, who would want to have sex with a bug?”

The Unicorn looked back at Buttercup and stared daggers back at Dirty. “You… You… You… Fucking… PARASITE!” Her mane exploded into orange fire, her eyes lighting up with a divine fury as a large burst of flame surrounded her. Dirty looked at her as her body was suddenly replaced with a larger version of Buttercup, her wings a burnt orange and her mane waving freely as she glared at Dirty.

“She is not merely an object for you to stick your dick in you perverted Fuck! She is a living creature! You broke her! She is nothing but a couple of holes to you! Something you can relieve your stress on!” The tall insect began walking towards Dirty, an aura surrounding her of pure hatred and power. Her every step leaving a small flame. “I have seen the others! You think of them as nothing but items! A thing to be used until it breaks and then thrown out with the rest!”

She stepped up to the metal desk, which began to melt as she walked close, contorting as it tried to withstand the heat. The Horse walked through the desk without any trouble as Dirty pushed himself back towards the wall. “THEY are not just objects! THEY are living creatures! How could you possibly use them like this!”

Dirty scoffed. “Please… They’re just whores.”

The tall Changeling glared down at him. “Is that all you think?”

“Listen to me you giant fly.” The Changeling’s eyes hardened. “I am running a business. Do you know what talks with a buisiness? Money. I couldn’t care where these girls come from, who they were, or even if there is a reward for returning them. They use their bodies and they make me rich. Simple as that.”

The Changeling lowered its head and ground its teeth, her fangs poking out. “Then perhaps you would like to see the other end of the spectrum.”

Dirty let out a loud chuckle. “Oh really? Just what do you mean by-” he turned to see the Changeling’s horn lowered.

“Let’s see how much YOU like being a whore!” Her horn fired a beam at Dirty, knocking him off his hooves as he flew into the wall. As he opened his eyes to try to fire his own spell, the beam widened and surrounded him.

He felt the flow of the magic cut off, he couldn’t feel any breeze moving through the room, and as he looked at it, the beam cut off, causing him to fall to the ground. As he hit the ground, he looked up and saw everything holding a slightly orange tint. He raised his hooves to push against the hardened shell he was in. “What is this thing?” He shouted as he slammed his hooves against it.

The Changeling walked over to where he was, she took her hoof and planted it on top of the pod. “That, will be your home for a few years, while I make you watch what happens to you.” She smirked at him. “But first, it is time that your Ring be broken.”

She slammed her hoof on the pod, before picking up the pod in her magic, she walked over to the Changeling in the corner, kneeling down next to it and stroking it’s backplate. “It’s alright… Your Queen is here. You’ll be okay…” She lifted up the Changeling placing her on her back and began walking out of the room.

“How do you possibly plan to take out my ring? You alone wouldn’t…”

“GET THOSE GIRLS OUT!”

Dirty looked around as Royal Guards ran past them and forced all the clients out of the rooms. They forced them down the halls and out of the doors. The Guards all rounded up the girls, putting them into the main hall.

“Queen Ovi, this is everyone.” A Royal guard said with a salute. “Would you like for us to…”

“Yes… We should show them.” She glared at Dirty. “All of you, I require your attention.” As all of the girls were looking at her, she let out a sigh. “I can’t believe I am doing this… Listen to me… My name is Queen Ovi, and I am here to offer you a deal.” She lifted the cocoon holding Dirty, as she passed off the unconscious Changeling. “Your ‘employer’ is unfit to lead, he has been keeping you malnourished, and has not respected you in the slightest. Now, I give you a choice. I know that many of you were stolen from your families, however, I also realize many of you were taken years and years ago… if you wish it, I can bring you into my Hive.” She nodded at the Royal Guards, who were all covered in orange flames and a couple in pink ones.

“If you choose to join my Hive, you will have a life of pleasure, where you will have the same life you have become accustomed to, however, I am not as cruel as Someone” she ground her teeth at the Unicorn. “You will be taken care of, you will not be forced to please anyone you do not wish to, and I will take your opinions into account.” She tossed the cocoon back at a couple Changelings. Who caught Dirty and looked at him with fang filled smiles.

“However, I know that many of you wish to return to your homes. So if you wish, my pink-eyed compatriots here will remove your memories of this meeting, and if you would like, of however long you have been here for. Once that is done, you will be found by the local police, and transported home.” The girls murmured amongst themselves. “I await your decision.”

The Changelings smiled and nodded at themselves. Charging up their horns as Dirty’s eyesight began to fade out. Hearing the Changelings hissing and chuckling.

When he began to wake up, he saw a white room, surrounded with Changelings and the tall one standing in front of him. “Glad you could join us.” The Queen said. “I wanted you to be awake for this.”

“WHERE IN TARTARUS DID YOU TAKE ME!”

“Into a special place to keep you nice and cozy…” The Queen said. “Now… Put him on the wall.”

A few Changelings grabbed the pod and began to fly the middle of the solid white wall behind Dirty. “What do you think you are doing?”

“Punishing you.” The Queen said, opening her wings and flying up to the pod. “This is what you get for…”

“YOU BETTER HOPE THAT I NEVER GET OUT OF HERE! OR I WILL KILL YOU!”

The Queen glared at him as the Changelings gasps. “Oh yes… Sure… Just for that… Boys?”

The Changelings slammed the pod into the wall, knocking Dirty back. “Ow…”

“My boys don’t like that sentence very much. So be careful… And honestly, are you ready to calm down?”

“NO! You honesty think this thing will hold me? I’ll get out of here and when I do…” The Queen slammed her hooves into the pod.

“Listen to me… Nopony knows you are here. Only my Changelings. So… Here is my deal, you stop shouting, and I can make this pleasurable for you. Keep yelling at me, I fill the cocoon with not only what I need to punish you, but I will personally ensure that it tastes like shit… And maybe I will let my Changelings be the first to ‘play’ with you, before I let your body be ravished by the first pony to step in the door.”

Dirty spat at the Queen.

The Queen sighed. “Alright fine then. I’ll play your game.” She reared her head back and snorted, before spitting out an orange glob that collided with Dirty’s mouth, sealing it shut. “There… Much better.”

Dirty tried to shout, but the orange goo stopped the sound. “Alright boys! Fill ‘er up!”

The Changelings around the area began taking buckets of orange liquid and dumping them through the membrane, but the liquid began to pool in the bottom. Dirty let out a mumbled question.

“Oh… That…” The Queen replied. “That is just Lust. It isn’t anywhere near as elegant a way to handle conversions, but given what you did, it is the most fitting. It will make you feel empty in a few days, then you’ll start to change to fit in with the juices.”

Juices?

“Oh yes… This Young Breeder to be precise.” Another Changeling flew up, and turned itself to expose it’s glistening Labia, the liquids flowing down her leg. The Queen’s horn lit up as she scooped out some of the juices. “Normally, magic is enough… But you are special… You get to stay awake for it.” She looked back at the Changeling’s labia. “You need more than this darling… Somepony help this Breeder Moisten up!”

Dirty mumbled again. “Oh… No… You get to stay awake… Though I suppose… You don’t need to be awake right now…” Her horn lit up as Dirty faded out.

When he woke up next, he was suspended in the pod, nearly filled up fully, the Queen tapping on the front of the pod. “Ah good to see you awake.”

Dirty looked down to see a Changeling sitting on a bucket, moaning in pleasure. “We’re ready~” Ovi’s horn lit up as the Changeling fell of the bucket, her labia letting a pool of lubricant remain on the floor. She took the bucket and raised it above the pod. She let it slowly pour out, swirling with the orange liquid. As soon as it entered the pod, Dirty began to feel light headed.

The Queen smiled as she poured the rest of the bucket in. She tapped on the cocoon. “I’ll see you in a couple years, tough stuff.” She laughed as she tossed the bucket down to the ground and flew down to the entrance. “Make sure that he isn’t comfortable…. Oh… And get the others ready.”

“Of course my Queen.” The Changeling said. “Anything else?”

The Queen looked back. “Yes… Once he loses his coat, start feeding him.”

The Changeling bowed.

The Queen gave a final smirk up towards Dirty Deal before walking out the room, leaving him alone until her plan was finished.

Author's Notes:

Decided to throw this idea out here. Get it out of my head now and deal with it later. So as I said on my blog, this will have irregular updates. Ye have been warned!