It was around noon when the banquet commenced. Everyone was invited to attend, their hostess Somnambula setting out another fresh feast with help from her two understudies, Diamond Tiara and Cozy Glow. The interior was well-lit by candelabra, casting a golden sheen which matched the décor. The heads of the party and their closest lieutenants were seated near the middle, covers removed from the steamy foods which filled the air with an aroma of rich spices.

Gradually everybody filled the seats. “A moment please,” said Sombra when he spotted the hippie.

“Hey man, what's up?” Tree Hugger had been busy helping Fluttershy looking after the impregnated mares, but she fell into her usual daze the moment she encountered him, her smile crooked. “Think we've got some time to-”

He shook his head. “No. While it wasn't my intention to wrong you, I've done you a great injustice. I wonder,” he began playing with one of her locks with a frown. “Will you despise me too, once you're back to your old self?”

Fluttershy looked at him. “Old self? You mean...? Tree Hugger isn't the type to hate anyone.”

“Perhaps not.” He brushed the cover of his white-and-gold tome. “Somnambula?”

“It is risky I fear,” said the prophetess who approached and brushed his bleached mane. “But you may have the will to survive it. A lesser mage would have broken by now. Or become its slave,” she reminded still shame-faced.

There was also a danger to his subject, he realized. She was his ghoul due to necromancy; would reversing it simply reduce her to dust? If it didn't work most of them would never forgive him. But if he achieved it.... “Give me space,” he requested. “Not you, Tree Hugger.” Tenderly he laid his palms on her soft cheeks, and she closed her eyes and cooed in bliss.

“You'd better not hurt her!” Shy admonished him with a stern glare.

“Have faith in me,” he said with a chuckle. He'd memorized the spell, now a series of runes like all the others which scarred his soul. Now a number of onlookers were gathering, listening in, wondering at what he was about to attempt. He shut them out and slowly inhaled. Whatever the consequences, he knew it was right, that he couldn't leave her as this sad parody of herself.

Warmth filled him and flooded into her. “You're all tingly,” she mumbled with a giggle when he started to glow.

“Don't resist it. Feel the vibes, as you always say.” He realized that's why Bellatrix had ended up split between her demonic and angelic self; she'd been scared of losing herself when he tried to purify her and had willed herself to remain the same, ending up divided into her current state. But Hugs was prone to be his slave, unable to disobey even if she wished to.

She moaned low. Faded colors were slowly returning to their former richness, in her dreadlocks, thin coat, and skin. Tears slowly ran down her face, a rapturous sensation overwhelming her at this mysterious act of faith healing. The crowds gazed on, entranced, barely able to believe such a miracle could be performed, and by Sombra of all creatures.

“Nice vibes,” she murmured slowly blinking her eyes open. He withdrew his hands, huffing as the glow dulled.

“It's done, isn't it?” Fluttershy ran up to her. “Are you okay, Tree-?”

“I'm totally cool. Thanks to Sombra. You saved my life.” She gave him a slow, warm kiss on the lips.

A smack sounded when she finally withdrew. “I merely righted an old wrong. You're free now.”

“Hey, this doesn't have to be the end if the alliance goes through,” she mused. “Like, if you and Spike do share your harems...”

He smirked, his heart still racing, on the verge of exhaustion. Taking his place in his chair, Inky Rose and Pacific Glow were instantly seated by his sides, concern written all over their faces. “Worry not.” He squeezed their hands. The holy book rested comfortably in its satchel, yet somehow he didn't feel quite the same compulsion to devour its contents. Perhaps because so much of it was now tethered to him they were practically one entity. Yes, he decided, it must be a living creature.

After a few minutes Somnambula asked, “Is everyone present? Then we can begin.” She pursed her lips, the sphinx still avoiding her, but they couldn't wait around forever. “Have you made your decision, Spike? Are our terms acceptable?”

“They are. On a few conditions. I don't want to pass around my concubines like they're objects, and I doubt Sombra wants to do the same with his, either. So how about this? We make a temporary trade when necessary.” The drake shot him a toothy grin, having laid out parts of the speech Twilight had no doubt prepared. “Does that sound fair enough?”

“Granted,” replied Sombra. “And what else?”

“We'll only do our, ahem, 'business' on the terms of those we choose. This should go without saying, but I don't want any of them harmed, physically or emotionally. Go against that and consider our alliance null and void!”

“You need not worry about that,” replied Sombra darkly. “I know my fearsome reputation precedes me, but I'm not the tyrant you knew.” He studied Fleur de Lis who wore a neutral, professional expression. “Anything else?”

“That'll do for now,” cut in Smolder who wore a snarl.

“We may make amends to the deal later,” added Ember. “If both parties agree to it.”

Somnambula looked between the leaders and their closest followers. “Any objections? Then let us dine.” She relaxed her posture, reaching over for rolls lathered in butter and syrup which she set upon her plate. Pretty soon nearly all of them were dining, some casually chatting over their lunch, while a few were still lost in mourning over Limestone's loss.

There was a clatter of silverware and plates, with gemstones piled into a bowl for the dragons to peruse. “Oops,” said Cadance who dropped a few grapes that rolled onto the floor while she fed her husband. “Allow me, sweetheart.”

She dove under the table, licked her lips, and stealthily undid his zipper. “C-Candy,” he whispered when she pulled his dark cock loose, taking into her mouth and making him tense up with a grunt while she proceeded to furiously bob her head. Luckily no one seemed to notice, and she undid her top, wrapping her bared breasts around his rod while she licked and sucked.

Flurry stared at his flushed face. “You okay, daddy?”

“Y-yeah...” He caught the eye of Beatrix who stifled a snicker, catching on.

Sombra shook his head in bemusement, receiving his own attention from Inky and Pacific who mashed their soft busts on him while they fed him. “I've missed you two,” he admitted. “Where we were, it feels like its been forever.”

“I'm simply relieved you made it back,” said Inky who shuddered in delight when he sucked honey from her fingers.

“We're so lucky,” said Pacific who played footsies with him. “It'd be so lonely here, but thankfully we had each other!”

“If only we were warriors. We won't be able to participate in the final battle,” lamented Inky.

“I wouldn't wish either of you to. Especially since you're carrying our child,” he reminded Pacific with a caress of her belly. “At least your wing is now healed, my beautiful black rose.” He stroked her feathers, nuzzling them affectionately. It wasn't like the old him to be so romantic, as he merely took what he wanted, but he found an unexpected satisfaction in this.

Overhearing them, Octavia said, “With all the recent losses I'm not certain we can leave many behind to defend the pyramid.”

“Yeah, it was a massacre.” There was no humor for once in Vinyl Scratch's voice. “Lots of Diamond Dogs and miners gave their life to stop the invasion. Even collapsed a few tunnels right on top of the Eldritch, sacrificing themselves for us.”

“It could have been far worse,” noted Wallflower Blush. “If the sphinx hadn't engaged the Demiurge we might not be here.”

“A small consolation,” added Fleur de Lis who stroked her tresses. “You speak about organizing a final strike on the Eldritch base, which I'm all for, yet we don't know exactly where it's at, do we? I take it someone has a plan?”

“I know it's likely somewhere below the ocean,” said Wallflower. “Bellatrix and I encountered the Dazzlings there.”

“There is but one known ocean left,” said Tavi. “However, that only narrows it down so much.”

Cadance rose back up with another lick of her lips and announced, “I may know where it is.” She smiled when their attention focused on her. “It's when we were trapped in Chrysalis' hive. She always liked to talk to herself. Anyhow, I overheard her babbling some coordinates to herself, like she was trying to memorize them, when she thought Flurry and I were out...”

A tattered map Wallflower had drawn was laid out, and Cadance accepted a pin from her, drawing a circle around the radius. Several of them crowded around it, many filled with a sense of dread, knowing that this would be their last hope at survival. If they lost this battle it was unlikely the survivors would last long, even with the pyramid to harbor them.

“Maybe you should stay here Beatrix,” said Sunset. “You could take the survivors to another realm...if...”

“No way! I'm one of your most skilled casters, now that teacher's trained me! And besides, that's like admitting defeat already! I take your point, and hey, I could retreat from the battlefield if things go too sour, but the Demiurge is my responsibility, too!” Belladonna toyed with the Prima Materia for support, looking between them. “You're, well...you're all like my family now.”

“Aw, how sweet.” Bellatrix made a sour face. “But can we really just blink ourselves in there?”

“Sunset or I probably can,” said Twilight Sparkle. “If we get it wrong, we'll suffer a quick death, so we have to be sure.”

“I shall astral travel there to be certain,” said Somnambula. “Of course I must be cautious. The Eldritch know methods that can shred a soul apart and scatter it to oblivion. Have faith. I will check before the night is over and report what I discover.”

“Sounds like a plan,” said Smolder between crunches while she ate. “We can finally kick their alien butts!”

Ember nodded with her arms crossed. “I can't forget what they've done. Spike, thanks for dealing with my father.”

“Hey, it's what I'd want you two to do if the Eldritch made me into that,” said Spike with a shudder.

“You don't have to worry about that,” said Autumn Blaze with a wink. “Huh, but should I stay here, too? I mean, I do have a Kirin inside me, but on the other hand, I cleaned house when the Eldritch attacked! Decisions, decisions...”

“Your choice,” answered Spike.

“I believe it's a risk worth taking,” cut in Sombra. “As noted, we need all the warriors we can get. We have no idea how many Eldritch are actually holed up there, or what kinds of creatures they may have ready to assail us.” He'd seen them in action and knew they were all quite capable; but would it prove sufficient? Once again, he'd have to have faith in others.

By now most of the attendees had finished their feast, with Trixie passed out and snoring. Diamond Tiara, Cozy Glow, Fluttershy, and Tree Hugger helped their hostess clear the dishes, some of the attendants retiring to their rooms. With festivities out of the way the mood was again decidedly somber, most well aware that this gamble could mean their extinction.

The map was still lying on the tabletop, a constant reminder of what awaited them.

Every time Somnambula slept she had prophetic dreams about the future. Upon returning to her shrine, she had immediately settled into her meditative state to scope out the Eldritch base underwater, asking that her understudies watched over her. Her astral form had swam through the stygian seas, spotting the bone-and-metal crafted massive structure lodged on the bottom of the ocean floor. She barely evaded the notice of the Leviathan, who swam about devouring entire schools of fish.

Memorizing the exact location and its dimensions the best she could, she zipped back home, and her bloodshot eyes shot open. “I know know where they are. But I have this terrible premonition our attack could end in disaster.”

Diamond Tiara asked, “What can we do? We can't hide here forever!”

“I know. That is certainly not the answer. The Eldritch are also mustering their forces and resources. Granted they are also on the decline, driven by desperation. We must leave them nowhere to run, or they will simply repeat this process in another dimension, and the Demiurge shall truly become unstoppable.” She sighed with a shake of her head.

Cozy said, “Maybe we can, you know, 'power up' Spike some more?”

“I'm not sure his body can take it. But we are low on options. It was wrong of me to try and use Sombra and Spike. I must be honest with them from now on. I have an idea, if they will agree to it. A last celebration.” She rose, tapped the altar a couple of times, and a secret compartment opened up. She removed a dense book and opened it up, which her followers stared at.

“Whoa,” hissed Tiara who blushed while she stared at illustrations of Celestia and Luna were entangled with mares, stallions, and a number of other creatures. “I-I didn't know those two did porn! No wonder they tried to bury it!”

“Juicy, isn't it?” Cozy smiled wickedly. “Huh, never seen some of these monsters!”

“Not monsters,” corrected Somnambula. “But many were driven to extinction during the war with Discord. Actually, this is a depiction of a ritual the sisters performed to seal their alliance with the other races; an all-out orgy between the leaders and their closest followers which they were sworn to secrecy about. The sphinx was present, and kept notes on her experiences...”

“I don't follow,” admitted Tiara. “Why are you showing this to us?”

“An all-out orgy between our group to boost morale,” said Cozy with a snicker.

“Correct. It may seem profane to some, but certain spirits recognize it as a sacred ritual. They will look after those who choose to participate and bless us with good fortune.” Would they accept her proposal? And would it work? No, she couldn't allow her faith to waver now. She passed them the book, allowing them to pour over its contents which made them blush profusely.

It would be a celebration of love and life. A potent reminder of what they all fought so hard to preserve.

While there were some doubts about this unorthodox plan, the leaders agreed once the prophetess explained her reasoning and showed the book to them. “I-I never would have imagined,” admitted Twilight with colored cheeks.

“Me either,” said Sunset who was equally flushed. “They have quite a set of...assets. Only Cadance and Fluttershy come close! Granted, these illustrations could be a slight exaggeration...” She couldn't help but turn the pages with her.

The banquet hall had been cleared out. Large silk pillows and blankets were placed along the floors, incense were set up, and erotic statuettes and murals were placed, giving the interior a sensuous atmosphere. A number of bottles filled with oils and aphrodisiacs were prepared, alongside a variety of exotic toys which would help them reach the heights of euphoria.

Spike couldn't help but puff out his barreled chest and grin. “It's almost like we're back in the Pleasure Gardens!”

“Oh, it will be soon! You'll barely be able to tell the difference,” assured Autumn Blaze who nudged his six-pack. “Better hope you're packing lots of reserves once in starts, because you'll have tons of women lining up for a turn I'm sure!”

“I can hardly wait,” he said sheepishly with a scratch of his neck.

“One last dance,” said Autumn with a series of giggles. “We'll go out with a bang!”

“Nah,” said Smolder who studied a nude statue of a voluptuous mare. “I don't plan to go out at all!”

“Me either,” added Ember. “But I can't deny it's a possibility. A lot of us might not make it back, so let's live it up!” When the time came she and Smolder pulled out their old horns, and trumpeted to summon the lovers from all over the pyramid. Soon they were practically flooding in by the dozens, a number of mares who usually hung back and Diamond Dogs also arriving.

Some wore all kinds of racy costumes while others came fully naked. Shining Armor and Cadance walked hand-in-hand, dressed in similar attire to when they had gotten married. To his relief Flurry decided not to join these lurid activities, still busy with her experiments in alchemy, and trying to sharpen her skills with the false horn she had attached to herself. Trixie trailed behind them, in her usual clothes, while Beatrix and Bellatrix wandered nearby, taking in all the sights before them.

“Surprised you came,” said Vinyl with a chuckle while she wandered in.

“Can it,” replied Octavia who tried to carry herself with all the dignity she could muster. “We could all use some stress relief.”

“Some of us are rather tightly wound,” admitted Fleur who strutted in with a sway of her hips. “Myself included. I'm sure my husband would understand, were he still here. He also had an appreciation for the finer things in life.”

“Like fine art,” noted Tavi who ran her hands over the curves of a sultry statue. “I...once posed for a piece like this.”

“Naughty girl,” teased the DJ who whacked her backside. “Ready to get this party started?!”

“Patience,” called Somnambula. “It is almost time.” Soon she started to snuff out a few torches, until they were down to candelabra which lit them up in a soft glow. She tossed a touch of colored powder into the fires, making them shimmer in a rainbow of ghostly colors. A myriad of aromas also filled the room, quite similar to the flowers in the Pleasure Gardens.

“We managed to save a few,” explained Tree Hugger proudly. “Maybe now I can, like, grow some new ones?”

“That would be wonderful,” answered Shy who like the hippie had came nude.

“Remember,” warned Sunset. “I probably don't have to say this, but we have to make sure everyone wants this. We don't want anyone hurt, physically or emotionally!” She walked from person-to-person, touching them to intuit their feelings.

“Such a shame we have so few males to go around,” said Cadance. “So I suppose I'll have to share!”

Shining squeezed her hand. “A-are you sure?”

She nodded. “Go with my blessing, and have a wild time! Go wet that dick with as much pony pussy as you can,” she whispered seductively into his ear which she nipped. “You won't get this opportunity again, so...”

“O-okay!” He wasn't used to such constant crude talk from her, but didn't question it, not when she gave him what he wanted.

Within minutes it became a mass of bared flesh, clothes discarded and tossed aside, bodies oiled up as partners were chosen almost on a whim. With this one last opportunity to celebrate inhibitions were torn down. It would hardly matter what they did now if they didn't come back from the next conflict; and the fear of death made all their instincts scream to reproduce.

“You make me feel alive,” admitted Inky who cupped her lover's face. “But you should enjoy yourself.” She narrowed her eyes at Spike who was watching them. “Let's just get this over with,” she said flatly to the dragon.

Pacific pursed her lips, looking to her master for permission, and he nodded. “What about you, master?”

Sombra cupped his chin in consideration. “How about...Twilight Sparkle. If we are going to share, after all...”

Glaring, Twilight shrugged and moved to him. “So be it. You make my skin crawl.”

“It's only fair if he plans to ravish my closest lovers,” he replied stroking her silky mane. “I'll even let you lead. Be honest,” he whispered to her. “You could have easily ruled the alliance from the beginning, but all that responsibility is so tiresome, isn't it? Instead, you let Spike take control to ease the burden. But he's danced to the tunes of Ember and Smolder most of the time.”

“Maybe. I won't deny it.” Gradually she parted her legs, drawing him into her with a curl of her lip.

At the same time Spike drew the two concubines to him, the goth one closer while the raver settled behind her. “A-are you sure-” But they were already open to him, worked onto his shafts, a tear dripping out of Inky's eye. “Hey, come on now. I know you don't like me, but I don't want to do this either, not if it makes you or anyone else miserable!”

She shook her head and brushed it away. “I have to do this. To seal the alliance and provide the strength you'll need.”

Pacific hugged her midsection from behind. “She's just worried Sombra will love her less after this! Aren't you, sister?” Inky didn't answer, merely closing her eyes, so she continued. “I don't like it much either, but we have to help! I mean, you're plenty handsome and all, Spike, and you do feel pretty nice, but we don't want to betray him in any way!”

“It's...not a betrayal,” huffed Twilight while she settled into a rhythm with her partner.

“All part of the ritual,” said Spike who slowly pushed further into them. He took his time, letting them relax and settle in, watching others make love from the corner of his eye. But now almost everyone had gotten into the swing of things. Some partnerships were expected; Ember, Smolder, and Autumn Blaze who was sandwiched between them, Sunset and Wallflower, Octavia and Vinyl...but Rarity and Sweetie Belle had decided to give a few Diamond Dogs a try with so few males available.

Diamond Tiara and Cozy Glow had paired up, while Fleur chose to take a turn with Shining. Cadance touched herself while watching them, a devilish smile on her face. Bellatrix stuck with Beatrix and Trixie, and even Somnambula joined in. A chorus of moans mixed with the squish of smooth flesh, which glistened under the ghostly lights.

“You know man,” said Hugs to Sombra who was still making love with Twilight. “Whatever you did with my body, you totally saved my life, so let's, like, call it even, you know? Besides...I didn't really mind. You have some nice vibes, now.”

He smiled. “Thank you. So, you don't sense evil in me?”

“Oh, that darkness will always be there,” she noted laying a hand over his heart. “But you've really learned to, like, master it. You used to be afraid, I can tell. Like if you let it go you wouldn't be yourself anymore, after living in the shadows so long!”

“I'm simply relieved you're okay,” said Fluttershy who colored watching her old friend be taken by an old enemy.

“M-me too,” huffed Twilight whose body was clearly reacting, whatever she thought of him.

At the same time Diamond Tiara walked over to her former friend. “Hey there.”

“Eep! Um, h-hi Tiara!” Sweetie squeaked, pinned between a Diamond Dog knotted above and below her. They continued to rut her, paying little attention to her new friend other than a few lustful looks. “Uh, what brings you this way?”

“I...I hate the way we've drifted apart,” said Tiara who stared down at her nude, shiny body, shuffling her feet. “We used to be really close! But that all fell apart when...” She didn't dare finish, not wanting to think of the horrible fates Apple Bloom, Scootaloo, Silver Spoon, and Babs Seed had all suffered. She hoped they'd at least died quickly in the war.

“It's partially my fault,” cut in Rarity who removed her lips from the Diamond Dog knot she was nursing, like her little sister being battered between a muscular pair. “I drew her away, convinced it was for her own safety.”

“It's fine,” said Sweetie between more squeaks as her face burned. “W-we can make up for lost time! So, you're working for-”

“Somnambula. Yeah. She's taught me a ton. Cozy Glow, too, surprisingly. Probably hopes she can reform her.”

“It's worth a try,” admitted Rarity who stroked the red wet member before her with both slimy hands.

Diamond Tiara edged closer and shared a long kiss with Sweetie. She rested her hands on her, lingering, indulging in a rekindling of their lost friendship. She waved Cozy to join them, and with a shrug the pegasus sailed over.

“Looks like fun,” said Cozy who studied the males available to them with a flutter of her wings.

An hour passed and some of them exchanged partners. Fortunately the aphrodisiacs assured their lusts wouldn't be slaked so easily, and their hostess supplied potions which had increased the sperm count of the males who ingested them.

“Mmm,” moaned Cadance with a coy smile. “I'm a little tuckered out, Shiny.”

“Already?” His ears drooped in disappointment, currently still engaged with Fleur who looked outright miffed at the announcement. He started to withdraw from her when Cadance put a hand on his back to halt him.

“No need to spoil you two's fun. Besides, maybe you'll perform better without having to worry I'll be jealous?” She winked. “Stay until it ends, please, and enjoy yourself to your heart's content with anyone you wish. I'll see you tomorrow.”

“You're the best Candy,” he replied with a sigh of relief and she kissed him before wandering off.

Fleur watched her backside sway as she left. “You're a lucky stallion. Almost as fortunate as my love was.”

“Yeah, I sure am.” He grinned and turn his attentions back on her, clasping her to him while they continued to make love.

A ways in Inky watched with envy and pressed to her lover. “Sombra? I don't wish to interrupt your fun, but...but I'm afraid we might not have another chance like this. I'm not needed on the field anymore, so please...put your child inside me.”

He'd settled his business with Twilight, her cunt still soggy with his spent seed and barely conscious. While he wanted to breed all of Spike's lovers before the night was over, he couldn't let his closest love languish, either. And he was admittedly just as eager to put a foal in her womb after all this time. He wrapped a hand around her waist and drew her to him.

“I will return. This I swear. But I do want you and Pacific to bear my fruit so I might carry on my legacy.” The raver beamed and patted her tummy. “The time to truly seal our love is long overdue.” She cheerily cooed when he tenderly pushed her back, lodging himself in her once more. Her plume parted on instinct like her legs, welcoming him deep inside her.

Despite an endless array of eye candy around them, his attention was entirely focused on her. She had helped make him who he is now, supported him every step of the way, and while she'd also tried to temper his darkest urges, she'd never tried to use or control him like Somnambula. He kissed her, assured her she was useful to him, able to sense her unspoken insecurities.

Pacific chimed in, “My parents never had any faith in me! You're the one who convinced me to keep living!”

“All I did was...take you in,” murmured Inky, trying to downplay her kindness.

“You helped me kick my drug habit! Saved me from suicide!” Pacific was on the verge of tears, welling with bottled up emotions at the memories. “Without you, I wouldn't be here! So thank you, sister!” She wiped her face on her arm with a sniffle.

“You're welcome, sister.” Inky managed a small smile, holding onto her lover while he pressed in-and-out of her.

They lost themselves in the moment. Her hands linked with his, and she coiled around him, unwilling to let him go. She shivered blissfully when he traced her full wingspan, and Pacific undid Inky's braids, letting them fall loose. She traded kisses with them both, while he slowly moved in-and-out of her, and she in turn moved her hips to match his sensual movements.

In truth he could hardly be happier. All that could make it better was to simply deal with the Eldritch once-and-for-all and put all this nonsense behind them. “You are worthy to be my Queen, my love,” he reminded her.

“Please...release yourself in me,” she begged with a nibble of her lower lip.

“Let me help,” said Pacific who ran her oil-smeared udders down his muscular back, her hard nipples tracing down him. She kissed his neck, ran a hand over his pecs, and used another to cup one of Inky's fleshy buttocks.

Bellatrix started to float over. “Should I help-”

Beatrix shot out an arm to halt her and shook her head. “Nah. We'd ruin the moment. This is between them.”

Sombra smiled at them from the corner of his snout, but his prized student was right; he wanted to lavish his affection on Inky. Faster he started to breed her, almost in desperation, like he feared this could be the last time and wanted to make it as memorable as possible. To his wide-eyed surprise, she suddenly pushed him back, taking control while she straddled him.

Addled by lust, she could hardly control herself, raking her nails upon his chest while she bounced atop him with bestial moans. He smirked and gripped her hips, while Pacific cheered beside them, shaking her tits about with a wild dance. When he groaned and started to flood her chambers, she leaned forward, pressing her bosom to his face with a whine of her own.

Her lashes fluttered and her wings twitched. She clamped her marehood around him, milking him greedily for all he was worth, determined to make certain he successfully seeded her. Inevitably she collapsed into his arms, where they held each other, his loins now drenched with her own release. “You're so cute together,” said Pacific with a titter. He nodded in satisfaction, thankful that at last he could fulfill his promise to her. After all, once the Eldritch fell it would be up to him to help repopulate it!

Colorful fumes filled the alchemy lab. The chemicals here were rather volatile, but Flurry Heart always took care with whatever she mixed, and her precautions included a lab coat and goggles she'd borrowed from Twilight. She'd worked tirelessly, knowing there wasn't any time left to spare, not when what they hoped was the final battle with the Eldritch around the corner.

Apparently their numbers were all holed up in an ocean base. She knew each one linked into the hive-mind made them stronger, and rather than spread out, she supposed they were gambling on supporting the Demiurge which they worshiped. It was a risky move, but seemed sensible to her. However, she also hoped it would mean their downfall! She hummed and continued to work, a number of bottles filled with bubbly noxious liquids, all of which she planned to pass on for her allies to use.

“Ugh,” she complained to herself, still practicing with her horn which lit up and pressed a cork into a bottle. “Guess that's about my limit, huh? Well, it's better than nothing! Time to show them what I can really do!”

So lost was she in her work she didn't even hear her mother enter. She looked up with a small cry when a shadow fell over her and raised her goggles, then breathed a sigh of relief. “Forgive me,” said Cadance. “But the door was unlocked.”

“How careless of me. But this place is always open to you, mom. So what's up?” She placed a tube back in its container.

“Just wanted to see how my dearest daughter fared,” answered Cadance who scanned the sights around her; the plethora of lab equipment, the schematics and complicated formulas, the rows of books. “You're a genius. I'm very proud of you.”

“Aw, mom.” She happily blushed. “It probably came from your side, anyhow!”

“Yes, thinking isn't your father's strongest suit,” said Cadance with a small titter. “But he's always meant well, deep down.”

“Oh, I know. He's wonderful, too. It's a shame we haven't had more time to practice with our new horns. I want to-”

She shook her head. “I don't believe we should participate in the final battle. It's far too risky.”

“But mom-!”

“Trust me. We'd only be in the way. We can't have the others looking after us the whole time...we could get them all killed.” She took her daughter's hands who stewed in silent frustration. “I know you simply want to help, but we can do far more here. Fluttershy and Tree Hugger will have their hands full looking after all those mares, so we should lend our aid.”

“...alright,” she lamented with a droop of her shoulders. “Maybe you're right. I'm not really a warrior at heart. Probably could've been, if Chrysalis hadn't wrecked us so badly...” She turned and wiped her eyes on her lab coat's sleeve.

It was the moment Chrysalis had been waiting for, when Flurry's guard was completely down. Inside her body Cadance watched helpless, trying to batter the walls of her mental prison, screaming out warnings but unable to intervene. With a wiggle of her fingertips, the Queen's new flesh started to alter as she quietly worked a spell; a bit of Eldritch magic embedded into the eggs which were now implanted in Cadance's uterus. Her eyes flashed emerald, her horn turning to a jagged monstrosity.

Snake-like she seized Flurry from behind, clamping a hand over her mouth. From her palm she secreted a web-like goo which closed over Flurry's lips, muffling her cries of disbelief. Her horn lit, trying to grab one of the potions with her aura, but she speedily gunked up that too, the slime she expunged wax-like and hardening to dull what little magic she could work.

She too hummed while she worked, yanking the struggling girl's hands behind her, and binding them. Flurry kicked uselessly, flapping her wings and trashing, only to be pinned down by the nightmarish creature before her; somewhere between the mother she loved and the Changeling Queen, her demonic aspects warping her flesh as her true face rose to the surface.

“Just relax. You'll be mine soon.” She flicked an impossibly long tongue with a series of devilish giggles. First she kissed away Flurry's tears, and then her nails sunk into the dress under the lab coat, shredding it and her bra open to reveal the surprisingly plump breasts on her fairly slender frame. “Looks like you'll take after your mother as you age, you little harlot!”

Flurry whimpered and tried to cry out, while Chrysalis tore off the rest of her clothes and her panties, leaving her in nothing more than a lab coat and shoes. The Queen took a moment to savor her work with a lick of her lips, disrobing too and letting her clothes cascade around her. Then she climbed on the table with her, pressing their cunts together with a noisy squish.

While Flurry shook her head and closed her eyes, trying to will it not to happen, remembering all the tortures she and her mom had endured at Chrysalis' hands in her would-be hive, the Queen slowly rubbed their quickly blood-engorged slits together. Their meaty lips started to water under the friction, Flurry's flesh responding despite all her protests to the stimulation.

The moisture she secreted from her snatch was a potent chemical mixture; one that made her victim docile, submissive, and burning with a maddening desire to be successfully bred. Cadance silently screamed for her daughter, weeping and thrashing, imprisoned within this fleshy coffin and forced to watch all the lurid details of this sadistic mating ritual.

From her cunt arose jaw-like extensions, forced inside Flurry's vagina, widening it and digging to her cervix. This too was opened, gaping and drooling, ready to receive an egg which made Chrysalis' belly swell while she started to expel it in a birth-like ritual. She moaned and panted, blushing and fluttering her eyes, the ecstasy of laying her eggs in the warm confines of another living being indescribable. She squirted small spurts, dripping over their rectums, wheezing and pushing while her eyes rolled into her head and her lips twisted in shameless, almost religious euphoria while the egg started to pass.

“Thankfully, I'm immune to my own secretions~!” She cheerily hummed with a wiggle of her hips. “Are you watching, Cadance? Say goodbye to your little whore! She's mine, now and forever!”

Flurry wept and thought about how much she loved her parents and half-sister as her mind blanked.

The gooey oval slid with a schlick from one pussy to the next, gradually deposited until it was inserted into the depths of Flurry's slimy womb where it embedded itself to her slippery walls. Flurry moaned too, tongue lolling from shared bliss between them, her mind dulled to everything but the need to be successfully inseminated by this strange creature.

They came as one, spraying over each other, their lubrication dripping down the sides of the table with soft splashes to puddle below. Her breasts heaved, and her mind slipped away, reduced to another drone in the Queen's newest hive.

“Good girl,” cooed Chrysalis who withdrew the jaws back into her insides, and slipped from her leaving a trail of pussy juice between their slits. She stood and stretched, banishing all traces of her true nature for the moment, until she appeared to be Cadance again. “For your first task, I want you to mix up some special potions for Beatrix and Trixie. You planned to give some to them, didn't you?” Flurry nodded. “When the time comes they'll never know what hit them!” She laughed wickedly.

Flurry stood and at Chrysalis' instructions chucked her lab coat. Her eyes were glazed over, and she was unnaturally still, enslaved to the egg locked in her core. The Queen slowly traced her palms down Flurry's ample assets.

The Eldritch were fools! And so were Tirek and Cozy Glow for not joining her! She'd been reborn stronger than ever through their dark magic, and in the process no longer had their implants weighing her mind down! At the war's climax she would pit the Eldritch and the alliance against each other, until she rose triumphant from the ashes and dealt with any survivors that couldn't be converted! And best of all she would be able to slaughter or turn everyone who ever denied her, including Starlight Glimmer! Yet she couldn't get ahead of herself. She would start with those they planned to leave behind at the pyramid...