This is a bad end, leading on from Courage stabbing at the lamia.

"Wrong, a human."

"What's a-" Courage didn't even see the lamia move as it bit her shoulder. Pain flared, but the real sting was the venom now coursing through her body. "Get… off me!" She reared back and kicked out, knocking the creature away. Weakness spread through her, but she fought against the lethargy the venom inflicted, keeping her hooves.

"Will it fight now? Will our little mouse struggle?" The second lamia lashed its long tail and then lit its eyes with a soft, slow pattern of colors. "Ware, brother. This little pony has a scorpion's tail."

Courage tried to struggle, her magic held her heavily enchanted dagger inches from the lamia but no matter what she tried she couldn't bring it forward any further. "S-S-Stop… let me go."

"I should bite you now, kill you and eat you. Nasty pony." The lamia held Courage's eyes, neither looking away, nor allowing her to. "I think I will. Drop your weapon, relax, pony, you cannot use magic here."

"But-" Courage tried to fight the patterns, struggled to keep her own thoughts in her head, but they were being chased from her mind by the colors and the words of the lamia. Her horn flickered and then went out, she looked down at the blade and tried to lift it again. But no magic would come.

Swaying, swaying just like the pretty eyes before her. Courage was wavering side to side in time with the monster. "Oh, so easy to play with. Look, brother, a pony that likes having our pretty colors in their eyes, in their head."

"I like the colors…" Courage's mouth turned up at the corners, she smiled into the face of the demon. "Like colors…"

"Yes, you like our colors, and look, you are already taking to our venom." The lamia not stealing Courage's mind gestured behind her, but the mare couldn't look away. Leaning in against Courage, the creature waited for her swaying to bring her over and when she pressed against it, it leaned in too.

Courage's whole body suddenly felt on fire, the heat rushing through her and up to her neck. She trembled and stared into the lovely colors again, the pattern even pushing away the pain, to her relief. It took her a few moments to stop swaying, a few more for her to realize the colors were gone from her eyes. But then the pain came again, searing agony starting on the other side of her body. Shaking free of the last of the colors, Courage turned to look at what had happened.

"Hello, pony." The lamia gazed into Courage's eyes again, but this time there was no patterns, no colors. "We are making you better, you see."

"What… the… buck…" Courage looked at her body, her long, reptilian body. The tail of a lamia, nearly twenty feet long, reached back from her rear, slithering along and twisting a little. But the true horror was at the front of her body. Leaning forward out of her own body, a long neck of the lamia extended, leading up to its head. "You… you are part of me?"

"No," the second lamia, on Courage's other side, said. "You are part of us now. You will see, life will be much better, soon." It gave a hissing chuckle from its pony-like mouth.

"What do you mean?" Courage now looked to the second head, noticing it too was joined to her. "Better how?"

"You have a single chance to escape still, one hope." The lamia on her other side was confident in itself. "But you are too weak. No, no hope after all."

"Tell me! Whatever it is, I will do it!" Courage looked to the pony-like creature. "Just tell me, please. I don't want to die down here!" The nuzzle from her other side made the tears come faster, rather than halting them.

"It would be simple, right brother?"

"Oh yes. You just have to kill the Naga Lord." Courage's hoof raised at the lamia's insistence, proving that they had more control than just their own heads. "Gather your blade, little sister. Let us hunt."

"Hunt!"

Courage felt a shiver of anticipation rush through her. Trying to lift up on her body was impossible, she looked back at herself and saw that a lot more was tail than was pony. Feeling out those strange muscles, she flicked, then countered.

"Good, good little sister. If we can kill the Naga Lord, we two brothers will rule the Ninth Circle. We promise you that you will be free."

"You promise?" Courage turned to look at one lamia, then the other. "You both promise I can go if I do this?" She watched both heads nod, as she swung around. "Okay, good, let's hunt!" A shiver ran through her body, she ignored it and lit her horn. With her magic apparently restored, Courage hefted her knife and spun it in the air.

The lamia helped Courage at first, driving the tail, but the more they moved the more used to the undulations and movements she became. Words of encouragement were thick, she felt amazing.

"Ahead, in that temple." The lamia raised one of Courage's hooves to point again.

Focused on her hunt, Courage never noticed that the long body of a lamia was replacing more of her, her back legs were gone, it was creeping up her belly now.

"Our King!" both lamia called out, loudly. "Our King, we have a prize! A pony who will soon be a female lamia!"

"Wait, what?" Courage looked from one smirking snake creature to the other. "You didn't tell me this, let go of me, let me fight you bastards!" She tried to fight the movement of her tail, tried to struggle against the two, but two minds were certainly better than one.

Slithering into the huge temple, Courage saw the monstrous snake-being coiled in a pile, watched it get closer and closer. "Please… just let me go, I'll-"

"You will do as you were trained!" The lamia ripped at itself, tearing away from Courage and leaving an almost-copy of itself behind.

"Stupid pony, do for our King as we told you!" The other ripped away, leaving Courage wailing in pain. She fell forward, her forelegs barely catching her and stopping her face from planting into the flagstones. "Wait… what?" She looked back at her body, realizing suddenly that it was just like the other snake-ponies. She was a lamia too now.

"A pet? A womb to breed?" The huge snake-king lifted itself up, undulating its coils and moving toward Courage.

The last words of the two lamia echoed in Courage's ears. One ear twitched and her brain put the messages together. "They planned this." She murmured the words softly, rising up onto her own coils and lifting her head to stare at the monster. "They have taught me how to act, my King." Courage tilted forward, studying the shadow looming over her.

The shadow of the monster was just close enough now, she looked up, spotting its body just before her. She still had her trusty cloak, it still hid her little knife. Bringing the blade out, she quickly dove it forwards, slicing under a heavy scale and shoving the weapon into its flesh.

"HA! Your pet brings a little needle to poke at me with." The Naga King slithered and turned, bringing the impaled coil up to its face. It froze in fear. "WHAT IS THIS?"

Courage was already slithering for all she was worth. The dagger was abandoned, left as a present to the slowly petrifying naga. "You bastards! Why didn't you tell me you would do that… this!" She gestured back to her altered body. "Why didn't-" She froze as one of the lamia coiled up and over her own body, tangling himself in her body.

"Yes, now we are kings, aren't we, brother?" The pony-lamia's face was right before Courage's own, snout almost touching hers.

"We are indeed, brother. We are kings now, and this is our pet. Our monster that all the others will fear, and that we will breed."

Just as the last word came out, Courage felt a prodding at her long body, what felt like two daggers shoving against her. Looking down her long and tangled body, she caught a glimpse of the double-headed shaft just before it pushed into her. "Buck… you…" She tried to squirm free, but their bodies were too tightly wrapped together for her to get away from the thick, deep intrusion. The monster wrapped with her started to ungulate, squeezing her body rhythmically. Courage opened her snout to snarl at the lamia but all that came from her throat was a long groan.

Eying off their prize, the second lamia moved closer and started wrapping around their brother and Courage. Squeezing and binding himself into the tangle.

Courage couldn't get away, not because she was pinned, but simply because movement did nothing to extract herself. Every time she opened her mouth to protest the treatment, another moan or sigh spilled free. Squeezing and shoving, the first of the lamia soon shoved as hard as he could against her body and filled her with hot seed. The pressure and stimulation pushed Courage past any hope of resisting her orgasm.

"Hear her cries, brother? I have planted my seed, it is your turn."

"W-W-What?" Courage groaned in pleasure as the first monster withdrew from her, pulling free. But then the second shoved in, claiming her depths for his own. She couldn't stop, didn't want to. It felt so good to grind herself against the coils of the two males, Courage squirmed and shoved to meet each thrust.

"She breeds well, brother. She looked reluctant with you, but now she-" The lamia breeding Courage had to pull back, and laughed. "Feisty. Fight me! Earn your pleasure!"

The sex grew in intensity, Courage thrashed and bucked for all she was worth, grinding herself onto the amazing penis inside her. At last she scored a hit with her bite and felt a hot rush as her fangs unloaded venom into the male. It was just then that he exploded inside her, spraying his seed and leaving her body feeling bloated and good. Unhooking her fangs from the male, she glared at him. "What, am I going to have your foals or something?"

"Eggs. Lamia lay eggs." No sooner did his brother pull free from their pet than the first one shoved in again. "And I promise you, you will swell with them." He shoved in deep, her body more than ready for him this time.

Courage laughed and rolled, bearing her weight down on the male now under her, at least at the spot where their bodies met. "Eggs?" Her lust-crazed mind mulled the word. "If you are going to give me eggs they had best bear the best children, or I will hunt you both!" She finally found purchase and latched on to the other lamia's throat, giving them a dose of her venom too.

Again and again the lamia claimed Courage, each time her body and mind responded to them better. At last the three relaxed, Courage making sure one of the males was still inside her. She looked down at her coils, saw the bloated lump near where she was joined with the male. "I killed the old king." She gave the pony-lamia's length inside her a tight squeeze. "I will be your queen, not your pet."

"You can try."

She couldn't move much, she could barely even slither at all. Her huge belly was swollen and, although she was almost helpless, Courage's mates guarded her. But this day felt different, she started to squirm a little, but felt an internal pressure shove through her. "Buck you both, we are never doing this again!"

"Sister, why do you complain so? Lay your eggs if you want to lay them, then we can breed again."

Sure enough, Courage felt the pressure rise and rise until something started to push out of her. Groaning and working with her body, she coiled around her little nest as the first leathery egg was expelled. "Oh buck…" It wasn't that the egg was big, or that it hurt; it was the exact opposite. Courage felt only pleasure as the egg came free. Panting hard, she let her body do its thing, laying another, but on the third she lost her control completely and thrashed, a climax of pleasure rushing through her coils, stealing the breath from her lungs.

"Sister, you are the best queen the Ninth-Circle could ever have."

The words soothed Courage right up until the next egg started to push free. From the moment it touched her vagina to when it finally worked free, she was trapped at the peak of an orgasm. Panting, she looked at one of her brothers, "M-M-More eggs? More sex?" She knew her voice sounded hopeful, she just didn't care anymore.

"Yes sister, all the eggs, all the sex. For the rest of eternity."

Author's Notes:

Not the end, just what might have been if she wasn't quite as sneaky or clever as she thought. All hail Queen Courage, and pray she kills you quickly.

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