Blind Challenge 10

Luna and I get gender-swapped, and I am 'punished'

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"We've got him!" The guards announce as I am thrust forward. I stumble and fall, unable to catch myself since my hands are tied behind my back. The floor greets me in a less-than-friendly fashion, though I can hardly brace for it. The bag over my head is to thank for that. I grunt against the impact of what feels like cold tile to my skin, and I try my hardest to right myself. After much awkward squirming, I manage to rise to my knees, but before I can get to my feet once more, something lays on my shoulder.

"Right there is fine." The voice is silky-smooth and very alluring. Then again, my foray into Equestria has been filled with plenty of erotic encounters. The denizens of this mysterious world, both changeling and pony, are attractive... In their own way. "You've been causing many problems for the guard, Jordan."

I want to mutter 'how do you know my name?' but the roughly-tied gag that was thrust into my mouth hinders me. Instead, I can just squirm under the pressure on my shoulder, wondering who I'm even talking to at the moment.

"Take off his blindfold." The voice says smoothly. I hear the familiar glimmer of magic as it grips the cloth sack around my head, roughly yanking it off. I blink in the sudden light for a few moments, but it's relatively dim anyways. Thankfully. I still take a moment to get my bearings. I am, indeed, crouched on cold tile, in what appears to be a wide hall of sorts. I've seen and imagined this place many, many times. After the ambush in Trottingham, I half expected to find myself here anyways. With a sigh, I hang my head.

"He didn't give you any trouble during transport?" Princess Luna, my captor and interrogator, directs a question to my guard escort.

"No, my princess. Though we discovered he is relatively resistant to magic. Most spells and charms had no effect on him. We had to resort to more... Physical means... Of incapacitating him."

"Hence the limp. I see." Luna's hoof moves from my shoulder to my chin, firmly lifting my eyes to look directly into her own. "No matter. We'll have you healed and put in proper quarters before long. Remove his gag." Another glimmer of magic sounds from behind me and I feel the wretched device loosen. I spit it out, drooling a fair amount thanks to lack of muscle coordination, but I can finally stretch my jaw. Just a little. I work my mouth in a rough circle, rubbing my wrists as the makeshift shackles are removed as well.

"Proper quarters? Healed? What's this?" I ask. "I thought you'd hang me out to dry."

"We don't work that way, Jordan. Maybe in the human world your captors are treated roughly and with little respect, but here in Equestria, we show proper respect to those we have bested. With your cooperation, I'm sure we'll come to a peaceful solution."

"Huh." I grunt, still rubbing raw and chafed wrists. "Well, I don't suppose I'd be able to accomplish much anyways. I'll cooperate. Though I will warn you: Without me around, the horde tends to get rather restless."

"We are well aware. As we speak, your horde of changelings assaults the city." Luna turns her back, walking slowly. At a tilt of her head, I am encouraged to follow. With a sidelong glance at the guards escorting me, I follow after her, wondering how things will progress now.

After being transported to Equestria just a few weeks ago, I decided I'd show the changelings how things were done. With my tactical mind, we had started infiltrating cities across Equestria, replacing and impersonating key ponies in political or military positions. When the time was right, we were going to take over all of Equestria. Not just Canterlot, as Chrysalis had tried last time. I would be lying if I said I wasn't enjoying the perks of having any pony I wanted at my disposal, and I had thoroughly enjoyed myself during the entire last month. We were moving into Trottingham to take over the local mayor's household as a new base of operations when a large contingent of guards had ambushed me and Chrysalis. My queen managed to escape, thanks to my valor, but I was unfortunately knocked unconscious and brought here.

Now, I was following Princess Luna down a long, well-appointed corridor. I limped from a small wound inflicted during the ambush, but managed to keep pace with the small-framed pony. Before long, Luna turned down a smaller hall and led me into what appeared to be a bedroom. She gestured towards the bed, and I took a seat on the edge with a soft sigh. "How badly does it hurt?" Luna asked, sitting opposite me. I glance down at my leg, flexing the muscles.

"Not very badly. It's just a moderate bruise."

"Sit still." Luna's horn begins to glow with a dark, ephemeral light. I feel a tingle of something alien run through my body, shivering up my spine and along my abdomen. I had never really felt magic since I came to Equestria. Chrysalis' spells never had any effect on me, and none of her drones could do anything to me with their inferior magic. During the conflict with the guards in Trottingham, I was all but completely unaffected by their spells. But now, Luna was very obviously casting something on me.

"Interesting." Luna smiled as the magic faded away from me, leaving a very disconcerting notion in its wake. "The guards tell me they couldn't cast any spells on you, but it appears as if I can. Without much trouble at all, in fact." She turns her head to the guards then, nodding at them. "Leave us. I can handle him, should things turn ugly."

"Yes, Princess!" The guards that followed us salute and leave. I'm suddenly alone in a bedroom with Princess Luna. Many different plans shoot through my mind, and none of them involve peace. Still, that alien feel of her magic has me worried. I control myself, and decide to wait for the proper moment to make my move. Either to neutralize or subjugate her. Whichever it'll be has yet to be seen. I sit back as Luna's horn glows once more. She runs a magical field up my wounded leg, and I feel the pain subside before long.

"There. Are you hurt anywhere else?"

"Only my pride." I mutter. As much as I hate to admit, getting caught by the guards was probably my fault. Several changeling scouts had told me that they suspected something, but I went along with my plans anyways. "Now what?"

"Now we negotiate." Luna says simply. "Equestria and Chrysalis used to have an understanding between us. Chrysalis kept her infiltrations to a minimum, and never infiltrated Canterlot, in return for us not pursuing her. But she violated that just over one year ago when she tried to sabotage Shining Armor's wedding."

"That was a great episode." I say with a grin.

"R... Right. Well, since then, we haven't heard anything from Chrysalis. And we were enjoying our peace. So this is our bargain. We release you without harm, and you take Chrysalis and the horde elsewhere. You're welcome to infiltrate Equestria, within reason, and you will stay away from all major cities. Manehattan, Trottingham, Baltimare, and Canterlot. Additionally, you will stay away from Ponyville. Anywhere else is open to you, as long as you don't take it too far. Aside from that, I never want to see you or another changeling. If you accept, we will return you to your horde, and you will depart. Should you refuse..." Luna's lips split in a wide grin. "Well... We're going to have to come to another agreement."

"I see." I mutter. I weigh my options for a few long moments, but after a little deliberation, arrive at a conclusion. "I'm going to have to deny your request, Luna. You see, my changelings and I seek to conquer Equestria. If I accept your proposal, I'm just going to have to break it again in a month's time." Luna's lips turn down in an intent frown, but I continue talking. "I'm nothing if not honest, Luna."

"That's Princess Luna, human."

"Princess Luna. Well, I am a man of my word. And my word is this:" I lean forward, pressing my point further. "I will conquer Equestria, and when Canterlot falls, I promise I'll make you my personal love slave. Second only to Chrysalis, and maybe a few select others."

"How dare you." Luna growls at me, rising to all fours. I can see in her eyes, she's trying very hard to not obliterate me on the spot. I simply sit back and smile at her. My threat is not idle. Chrysalis has learned much in the time I've been here, and could probably take Canterlot on her own. Luna appears to be weighing her options very carefully.

"Tell you what." She finally says. "How about we reverse the role? I make you my personal love slave, and parade you around in front of your own horde?" Her lips split in a devious grin, even as my own turn down. "That way they get to see how their 'king' grovels at my hooves, begging for release." Her eyes glide over my body in a very pointed fashion then, and I can feel the heat of panic begin to rise in my chest. Luna appears to be very, very serious. What's more, her plan is sound. If the horde sees me in a subservient position, I'd lose what influence over them I had. They would descend into madness. In the wake of dissent, they would likely be obliterated. Luna's plan could ruin me. Just as she steps forward, I make my move.

"UNHAND ME!" She bellows, even as I wrap my hands around her forelegs. The Royal Canterlot Voice hurts my ears, but I can't let her go through with her plan. Lurching forward, I do what I can do against somepony like her. I take the fight to the ground, to try and overpower her with my superior grappling knowledge. But a thought hits me then. Her magic works on me, unlike others, whose spells and charms won't effect me. I curse as a blinding flash of magic fills my vision. But I don't let go of her. I feel electricity shoot through my body, skittering down my arms and through my legs. I lose control of most of my muscles, but not my hands. I keep her clamped tight, both of us screaming in pain as her spell is transferred between the two of us.

My vision goes dark. But only for what feels like a short time. I can feel my muscles once more, and I try to open my eyes. I'm still in the bedroom, and I'm laying on the carpeted floor opposite Luna. I can tell from the rough texture that my clothes are gone, but a few tattered scraps remain. Luna's chest rises and falls smoothly, but her back is turned to me. After a quick mental inventory, I determine I'm in good health. Her spell didn't do much other than make me feel incredible pain. I press my advantage then, coiling my legs underneath me to spring.

"OOF!" It happened in an instant. A firm impact hit my chest, driving the wind from my lungs and flinging me back against the far wall. I slump to the floor, trying to wrap my spinning head around what had just happened. Luna slowly rises to her hooves before me, her horn still glowing. She must have hit me with something. Something that hurts very, very much. I groan and look up at her, watching as the princess slowly walks towards me. Only she's not a princess anymore.

"You miserable wretch." Gone is her silky-smooth, alluring voice. Instead, her voice is deep and masculine, underlined with power and menace. "That spell should have fried you. Instead, I had to change the parameters to avoid killing myself. Look at what you've done to us." She waves a hoof over my body. I look down, and my eyes grow very, very wide.

"Oh shit." Gone is my flat chest and masculine thighs. I no longer have any body hair. But most shocking about the change are the two very large, very feminine breasts growing where my pectorals should be. I have a flat stomach and full, curvy thighs, and no penis. "I'm a chick."

"And I am a colt. I hope you're happy, Jordan." Luna scoffs. "Had you not grabbed me, you'd have died. Now we're stuck like this."

"For how long?" I ask, raising my hands to my face, feeling the now-delicate features with a small amount of disgust, but much interest.

"A week, at least. Longer, perhaps." Luna sighs. "Well. My threat stands. I'm still going to make you my sex slave." She grins then, looking at me like a mad pony. "Even if it is like this. Now sit still."

"Hey! What- OW!" I grunt as a firm pressure grasps both my wrists. With a cry of pain, I'm hauled off of my rear and pinned to the wall. Her magic wraps firmly around my wrists, my ankles, and even my midsection. I can hardly move, and I'm completely out-of-control of my own body. Luna pins me to the wall, my feet dangling a few inches above the floor. Struggling against the magical hold as best I can, I'm only able to watch as Luna advances towards me with an evil glint in her eye. The shredded remains of my clothing are soon ripped off, leaving my feminine body completely bare. "Stop! Luna, please, stop this!" My voice is high-pitched and weak, no longer powerful or deep as I'm used to. This whole experience is unprecedented. I'm almost completely at her mercy. In fact, I am completely at her mercy. His mercy. Whatever it is.

"Hmm." Luna groans, walking slowly towards me. "You know, this isn't the first time I've cast this spell on myself." She teases, her muzzle a scant inch away from my twitching stomach. "I dare say I'm going to enjoy this. You, however, likely won't. Then again..." Her muzzle dips lower, and I feel a breath of air pass my thighs. "Maybe you will."

"S-stop." I whimper. What is happening to me? I feel strange. There's a somewhat familiar sensation in the pit of my stomach, a flow of blood to an area I recognize. But the reaction is almost completely different. Instead of sporting an erection, I can feel things begin to grow... Slippery.

"Why should I? You're enjoying this." Luna's masculine face grins up at me, even as she dips lower. I can barely see her over the swell of my breasts, but it's clear where she's going. With a gasp, I feel her long, flat tongue press against my crotch. I cry out as she licks my newly-forged pussy roughly, her tongue pulsing nonstop against the slippery folds of woman flesh I'm suddenly smitten with. I writhe in my bonds, gasping and crying as his tongue lashes against me over and again.

"P-princess! Stop!" I cry out, my hips moving as best they can. Which is to say, not much at all. Luna has me completely pinned.

"Hmm." The soft moan sends vibrations into my crotch, and I'm thrust over the edge of someplace I never wanted to go. With a long, loud, piercing cry, I orgasm against Luna's rough tongue. "Ugh. Such a disgusting taste. I forgot how much I hated it." Luna spits on the carpet, her jowls dripping with my fem-cum. "But you appear to be enjoying yourself. So now that we've got you nice and warmed up..."

"Guh! Hey!" The magic pulses around me, tugging me away from the wall. I cry out as my vision is suddenly filled with the dark bedspread on the bed in this room. I'm pinned face-down on the bed, but my legs dangle over the edge. I can hear Luna as he advances behind me.

"Sit tight and stop your crying." Luna grunts. I feel two hooves press into the covers on either side of my hips. Something presses against my behind. Something hard and thick. I try to squirm, to get away, but I can't. "The first time hurts for everypony." Something thick presses against my fleshy womanhood. I can feel the tender muscles spreading against it, whatever it is. Luna leans forward, pressing her... HIS stallionhood against me more and more firmly. I can't do anything against it. I can't even cry out properly. With a loud grunt, Luna drives into me, and I'm robbed of everything. Pain rips through my abdomen as Luna's stallionhood ruptures my hymen, and probably a few muscles. I'm tender and small, no longer muscular and strong. Luna is ruthless behind me. Her massive cock fills me front to back, and I can't do anything against it. Pain radiates through my torso, filling all of my senses with it's oppressive, strength-robbing properties.

"Look at that." Luna grunted, rotating her rod inside of me. "You're dripping wet. I wonder, is that blood from your virginity? Or something else?"

"Guh..." I moan, my open mouth drooling onto the covers I'm pinned against.

"Hmm. No need to hold back, then." Luna leans forward further, her lips brushing the edge of my ear. "I ought to enjoy this. But you, dear Jordan, are going to be screaming when I'm down with you."

"Aah... AUGH!" I cry out, just as Luna promised, as she thrusts into me. I can feel that massive pillar of flesh sliding against my abused walls with ease. He's using my own blood and juices as lubrication for his own pleasure. The thrusting of his hips is brutal and unending. Over and again, he thrusts into me, and I can't help myself against the rush of emotion. Pain, suffering, embarrassment, humiliation, all of these and more run through my mind. I'm trapped, completely at Luna's mercy, and already reduced to nothing more than a hole for his pleasure.

"Just you wait." Luna grunts. "I'm going to do this in front of every changeling I can. Maybe even Chrysalis. How would you like that, Jordan?" Her hot breath washes over my ear. "Would you like to watch me dominate your queen before you? Maybe even force you to pleasure the guards while you watch? Hmm?"

"N-no." I manage to groan. Lucidity begins to return, which is a blessing and a curse. I'm no longer afloat on a haze of denial and senselessness. But I'm also not dumbstruck anymore. My fists tighten, and I feel defiance begin to well up within me.

"Stop." Luna grunts, driving harder into me. "You can't resist my magic. I'm a prince. You can't resist me."

"Watch me." I growl. I can feel the defiance build in my heart. Luna dares to make me her love slave? She would embarrass and debase me before my own changelings?

"Stop this." Luna grunts.

"Fuck off." I feel my wrists begin to rise. It's like lifting a boulder, but the weight begins to lift. My muscles scream as her thrusts come faster and faster, but my wrists raise inch by inch.

"You're mine!" Luna cries. Behind me, I can hear her magic pulse and scintillate, but to no effect. Moving my wrists gets easier and easier. I plant my hands in the covers and slowly push my chest up. It's like lifting the weight of the world, but I manage it. My vagina is almost completely filled, being ruthlessly voided again and again, but I'm defiant. With a cry of anger and frustration, I push myself up, throwing Luna off me.

"You bitch!" I scream, turning on her. Her horn is already glowing. "Now it's MY turn!" A bolt of energy shoots across the carpet at me, but I bat it aside like a leaf. Her magic no longer effects me. With a scream of anger and rage, I throw myself at her.

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"Jordan!" Chrysalis cries out. "How did you escape?"

"Very carefully, my queen." I smile at her. My male body has returned. "And I brought you a present."

"Oh?" I dump my load next to her, smiling as the princess sprawls out.

"Payback, Luna."