Author's Notes:

Old chapter!

Quickly I would like to apologise to the crudeness of this chapter due to my stress, college and work it means that inspiration is at a all time low I hope you guys enjoy this chapter. got an idea or maybe a scene you would like to see then please review and leave your idea I will answer every question and idea when ever I am on.

“Uh, where the fuck?” I groaned my, head splitting as I groggily look around. My eyes distorted, but could make out the vague detail of black tiles. Pain assaulted my body from all angles as I moaned in pain. My battered body tried to feebly move as my mind and body started to wake up. I clumsily rubbed the hardened sleep from my eyes as I got to my hands and knees, my body threatening to collapse as I felt the severe drain on my body. I weakly looked up, my vision blurred as I shakily stretched my hand out feeling the soft wooden texture of a bed post.

The decoration was the first thing that I noticed as the bedroom resembled one of the royal bedrooms at the palace, but had seriously over done the black decor. The banners that hung from the walls were black with green ruins and images, depicting grand and terrible wars as well as a list of names on a royal family tree. The soft clicks of high heels echoed across the stone tiles alerting me to someone’s presence, as I looked a blinding flash of green light rendering my eyes partially useless.

“Water,” I crocked grimacing as the salty taste of blood hit my tongue, my chafed lips severely cracked. A malicious laugh sounded from the figure, its looming form focusing as my eyes adjusted to the light. To my growing dread I realized that it was the same changeling from before, her cruel sneer causing me to involuntarily wince. A goblet was gently placed against my lips allowing me to drink greedily as the cold sensation quickly soothed my arid throat, hydrating my body as I felt my headache slowly fade. My senses more aware as I looked at the one who had helped me. A changeling servant hastily retreated, bowing to her queen before departing closing the door behind her as I turned to face the perpetrator of my kidnapping. The queen wore a lush black gown with a stunning gold trim as the attire gave her an oriental appearance as she looked down on me like scum.

“Ah, finally you are awake, I must say that I am surprised that you are up so soon and must also commemorate you for you were by far the best stallion I have ever had, you lasted for hours, a feat that should be impossible compared to a regular stallions fifty seconds. I used to have to multiple stallions just to get near my peak, yet you brought me to it multiple times until I was sore. Your energy as well, I was able to feed off of you for far longer and yet you remain healthy,” she finished listing the things she liked about me as I felt like a product being reviewed. But something about her voice made me slightly suspicious as if she wasn't telling the whole truth; This thought was pushed aside by her next statement.

“Listen and listen close, you are mine now, you will do as I please without question, if you argue then I will hurt you, understood?” she snarled, reminding me of my first encounter with Moon as I meekly nodded, my head already strategizing a plan. She fired off duties for me to accomplish, her obnoxious tone quickly grating at my nerves as I desired nothing more than to shove something in her mouth to shut her up. I was shown around the hive, the drones maintaining the hive as the soldiers marched in sync, their expressionless gazes leaving me unnerved as I re-evaluated my plan. I jotted down all the exits making a quick metal map. I listed my advantages as she droned on about the history of her hive. Unlike ponies and changelings I could see in depths, and my eyes were far sharper allowing me to see things clearly. Two my agility, speed and stamina as well as size made me more nimble and meant I could easily hide. Three, if I was caught I could always try and bribe them with decent sex, my strange gift at seducing mares would hopefully be effective. In my defense, the last one was still an experimental advantage until I could figure out more about it.

“Any questions?” her muffled voice fazed me back into reality as I shake my head.

“No, your majesty” I replied, spitting out the last word as she leered, believing that she had put me in my place, as I longed for nothing more than to shove my foot up her pompous, royal ass. My life didn’t get any easier as I was forced to do hard labor for her; cleaning her dresses, carrying items for her cleaning, serving her meals and several other shitty jobs. I met with some of the others servants and was glad to know that some of them hated her as much as I did. Mirage, a small changeling had been surprisingly nice to me, her unique purple eyes different from the usual green or blue as we spoke quietly, not wishing to piss of the queen. I worked until my back ached from the labor, the grueling hours of cleaning the bitch's throne room a mentally exhausting ordeal. The changelings around the hive showed a keen interest in me, their clawed hands frequently gliding over parts of my body as they sent me seductive looks, their forms actually attractive as I tried to focus on the task at hand. I was actually relieved when Mirage showed no interest in me, seeing me solely as a friend, permitting me to be more tranquil around her.

The Queen, luckily, was not looking for a breeding partner, no she just wanted a fuck toy. I had to be honest, I could of sympathize with a queen in search of a mate, but this bitch was cruel and selfish. She also had a fat ass, not that I was being petty at all, as I mentally grinned. I laughed as the queen knocked over a chair, she blushed clumsily placing it back as she caught me laughing.

Any sympathy I had for the mare was quickly abolished as I felt the cold sting of her hand as it greeted my face cutting off my laughter. My eyes watered as her cold growl reminded me of why I hated the foul wench. The queen was very sensitive about her weight and more than once I had caught her checking herself in the mirror, a measuring tape firmly clasped in her hands as her lips trembled. Me laughing had only enraged her as she did so.

Granted, it had been more sad than funny to see a relatively attractive mare feel so insecure that she would even miss meals. I shook my head as I realized that I had got lost in my train of thought again, returning to my forced duties. Due to my boredom my mind quickly drifted back to the queen. Her attitude would make most assume that she was cruel and evil, but there seemed to be more to it than that. Despite her cruel words and physical abuse, given how strong she was, I found it strange that her hits were a lot softer than expected never leaving any nasty bruises. The fact that she thought she was fat was sad and quite a grim reminder that everyone had insecurities, and some took their own far too serious. Maybe I had been wrong to call her a cruel bitch, what she was doing wasn't right by any means, kidnapping me and trying to force me to work for her as a bad cry for attention, but then again, the work she had me doing was mostly for her rather than the whole hive.

Her weight issue was misplaced, her curves were perfect as her stomach held no trace of excess fat, but she seemed convinced that she was overweight. Unsurprisingly me being me would once again end up playing hero for the villain chick, typical. Despite her cruel streak, my compassionate streak was stronger as sympathy for the mare quickly returned as I caught her doing exercises. This was in the span of half a day, and the realization that she had a major inferiority issue became clear. Despite her elegant walk I could see her eyes constantly darting around making sure no one is watching her as more than once she readjusted her dress. Her awkwardness about her non existing weight issue meant that she was quick to snap at others and even displayed small signs of paranoia.

“I wonder if her royal roundness will find something wrong with our work today?” One of the guards whispered, the collective snickers angering me as I looked at them with disgust. The changelings of the hive knew that the queen was concerned about her weight and found it amusing to take the piss out of her insecurity. If there was one thing I hated it was bullying. More and more I found myself regretting laughing at the fat ass joke I had made. The guards were less than fond of the princess, their blatant slander and verbal abuse towards the queen shocking as I grimaced in distaste, their jokes not funny and plain cruel as I saw the roots of the queen's problems. The bastards must get off on the fact that they can make their queen act the way she does.

“I heard she went up a size, they now measure her in light years!” another snorted. The morons so engrossed in there insult fest they failed to see their queen's betrayed face, tears bristling her eyes, as she silently retreated.

“ASSHOLES!” I snarled, causing them to jump as I stormed past them. The guards looked at me in horror as I walked towards the queens chambers. Their bodies trembling as they assumed I had gone to rat on them. I followed the winding path that led to the queens personal chambers, the gentle sounds of sobbing could be heard from the door as I flinched. Gently opening the door, I felt my heart drop in my stomach as the queen lay sobbing on her bed. The shocking sight of a supposedly cruel and merciless queen distraught, made me wince as I silently moved forward. I sat down on the bed my hand touching her back as she froze, her body tensing as I lightly rubbed her back, my hands massaging her as she moaned slightly. Turning, her eyes narrow as she growls

“Slave, what do you wa..” her sentence is silenced as I embrace her, sucking on her lower lip as she struggled briefly, eyes wide as she inhaled loudly though her nose. I allowed my tongue to slip though her teeth, her moist tongue reluctantly falling after my role as she blushed slightly, leading me to believe that she had lied about having sex. Her body language and facial expression screamed inexperience as I found myself impressed that I could tell. That was something that had been bugging me, I was able to read these ponies and changelings like open books, able to tell what they are feeling or what is on their mind instantly. Maybe it was part of my new powers of attracting women and being able to read them, personally I would have preferred the ability to fly. Her lying to me about her sex life had probably been a desperate attempt to impress me or intimidate me. Her subjects seemed to hold a hatred for her despite the fact that she was actually quite kind to them, her motherly attitude towards the infant and young changeling's was heart-warming.

Our lips slowly parted as she observed me, her eyes red from crying as my hand ran down her sleek hair. Her eyes glimmered as our lips hesitantly met again, my mind tentative at the thought of Moon. Her hands dragged me onto her, my body lying on top of hers as the soft rise and fall of her chest calmed us both.

“Please don’t leave,” she whispered, her voice melting my heart as I wrapped my hands around her rolling off of her as I cuddled her closer to me, As we helped each other remove unneeded clothing. Her rear was well proportioned, giving me something to fondle as I smacked her ass. Her whine of pleasure exiting me as I played with her. I gently prodded her entrance, her back to me as I raised one of her legs given me easier access to her sex as she rubbed passionately against me, her body warm as I cuddled against her.

“Do it,” she whispered, her hand clenching mine as I pushed forward, her moan of pleasure quickly cut off as I went for a quick penetration, feeling the wall of her hymen breaking as she shuddered. Her walls clenched forcefully causing me to wince as pain lanced my member, blood momentarily cut off as I winced. I grit my teeth as she runs her fingernails along my arm teasingly indicating for me to continue as I start at a calm pace, allowing her to go at her own pace as her hand guided me towards her waiting breasts. Unlike ponies, Changeling's breasts were different, their breasts where firmer, changeling fur, unlike ponies was far shorter and rougher, but no less pleasurable. As I continued to thrust, her wings fluttered violently, batting my face as I winced, pushing myself closer to her as to avoid getting hit. Razor halted her movement as she shifted, slightly turning she looked at me as she asked,

“Why are you doing this? I foalnapped you and treated you like a slave, why are you helping me?” her insecurities were far worse than I thought as I cuddled her close to me. her rear pressing against me more as I had to resist to continue.

“Because, past the cold bitch facade, I saw a mare that was insecure and hurt, and my heart, which is sadly bigger than my brain, couldn't handle you being sad,” I said, the cheesy line laughable as she lightly chuckled.

“You are a strange stallion, taking charge, comforting me, even making the first move. Not that I’m complaining, but a stallion that makes the first move is unheard of,” she finished, causing me to make a memo to ask Celestia later what she meant.

“Also, I didn’t say stop,” she purred, forcing me to discard my current thought as I grinned, hands relocating to her chest as I restarted our rhythm. I lightly pinched her nipples as she groaned in pleasure her tail wrapping around my leg as her wings twitched.

“Let’s try something kinky,” she whispered as a green ring sounded her waist momentarily hiding her form as I gasped. Where Razor Fang should have been was occupied by Celestia, her ethereal mane flowing in a none existent breeze as I panicked.

“What the hell!” I yelped my eyes pin pricks as Celestia frivolously giggled.

“I’m a changeling,” she dead panned as I blushed at my foolishness.

“I just about had a heart attack!” I gasped as I playfully pulled out, the tip still gently rubbing her heat as she growled in annoyance.

“What are you playing at, rut me!” she ordered her face deadly serious as I complied, hovering over her other entrance as a wicked grin worked its way onto my face.

“What are you doing, not ther-aaaahhhhh!” she half screamed, moaned as I once again found myself remembering why I avoided that area, the vice-like grip causing me to writhe in agony as her rear refused to release me. Razor re-positioned herself her chest now facing me as our privates remained cemented together. I lay on top of her, her legs positioned above her head as her feet rested on the back of my shoulder. Her nervous grin was blocked as my mouth hungrily embraced hers, tasting her succulent lips. Despite the first few minutes of clumsy sex, we were able to match our respective partner’s movements as the process became much smoother. Her breasts jiggled like mad as I slammed into her, her legs resting on my shoulders pulling me in as I felt my peak nearing.

Razor had already experienced several orgasms and had wished to try a couple of different techniques. Some of them were bizarre one had her balancing on her right arm and knee, her left leg high in the air as I rested on her large leg, using it as a rest. Others had resulted in me being hoisted in the air, her long tongue being put to good use as the mare effortlessly held me in the air. My favorite had, of course,, been her lying on her stomach whilst I pounded into her, juices coating my member as her arousal pooled freely from her. Finally, the familiar tingling sensation ran though my body as my member’s pressure built up, exploding outwards as I came heavily into the panting changeling. Razor’s body collapsed as I fell on top of her, my body drained of energy as our sweat covered bodies panted in harmony.

“That was incredible,” Razor whispered, her eyes half closed as she cuddled up to me, her body covering me in a warm blanket of fur. Our mixture of juices soaked the bedding, quickly drying in as we disregarded it. Our bodies spent as we lay in relative silence. Her arms pulled me closer, the awkward embrace not uncomfortable as my consciousness slowly faded.

The next day was eventful to say the least, Nightmare had found where I was being kept and had bashed more than a few hundred guards to get there. Fearing an attack, Razor had rushed to the scene, me following her as I explained the situation about me and Moon. Nightmare was busy kicking the fuck out of the poor guards before catching sight of me. Her eyes flared dangerously as she stormed forward, nearly flattening me as I tried to stop her. I had been able to stop Moon killing Razor on sight and was now explaining the awkward situation to her as she grunted in acceptance.

Razor had reluctantly agreed to give me back, her hive's survival at risk as the pregnant mare looked ready to kill everyone in the hive, me included. Razor winked at me as she stood with a confidence that had been lacking before. She still had a while to go and she still held a bit of snide in her tone when we spoke but it was a improvement. Nightmare Moon was still eager to kill someone, her eyes darting about looking for someone to slip up as I tried to coax her to relax. Nightmare had been less than pleased, but a look at my unharmed form had been enough to calm her feared temper.
Moon snarled at the smiling queen, who had waved mockingly , before channeling her magic. The hairs on the back of my neck standing on end as her horn glowed. The familiar feeling of teleportation hitting me as I resisted the urge to vomit, my eyes squeezed shut as we vanished.

I landed awkwardly on the ground, Moon helping me to my feet, her face neutral as she silently examined me. Nodding in satisfaction she wrapped her hands around me allowing my mouth to meet hers as we rekindled. Her tongue playfully wrestling with mine as we sighed in content. Moon amusingly had to bend slightly so I could kiss her properly, as my hands playfully groped her rear, the velvet of her dress comfortable in my hands. We slowly parted our mouths lingering momentarily before breaking apart. We blushed as we realized what we had done our affairs always having been sex oriented or talking we had never really kissed out of affection before. I had slowly found myself falling for Nightmare Moon; her beautiful looks, stunning eyes, wicked sense of humor and her strong personality.

“Lachlan,” she cooed her hand slowly caressing my face, her gentle look slowly darkening as I felt my relief drop, her hands tightened slightly around my neck

“You HAD ME WORRIED SICK!” she roared her tender brace suddenly absent as she proceeded to strangle me, her eyes filled with a heated passion as I weakly tried to pry her hands off. Her throttling was luckily cut off by Chrysalis arrival, sadly, Chrysalis had some throttling of her own to do. I soon found myself running again, two extremely pissed mares behind me as I fired off rapid apologies for being kidnapped and raped. The sarcasm in my tone probably didn’t help, goading them as their hands viciously swiped at me the miniature razor like nails spurring me to run faster.

Celestia had luckily been able to shoo the other two away as she spoke with me privately. She had expressed her deepest sorrow about my kidnapping and had explained to me that I had been missing for about two days. Granted it wasn’t very long but Nightmare had apparently kicked up a shit storm in my absence. Luckily Chrysalis had been able to trace the magic residue from the bathroom and had been finally able to locate me.

Celestia informed me that the girls had only found out today, and that they were arriving early tomorrow. Celestia assured me she would send them a letter informing them of my safe return. I finally found the courage to ask Celestia something that had been bugging me. What I asked surprised her as she looked at me with confusion.

“You wish to know about the positions of mares and stallions in society?” she asked, her eyes quirked as I nodded, my face neutral as I wanted to know why mares raping me was not getting them the jail or a telling off.

“I shall tell you all I know, Mares have always vastly outnumbered stallions, the population of the ponies being 87% mares and only 13% stallions." She paused at my interjection

"Then how do you keep your species going?" I asked as she nodded at my question

"Good question, whilst we are not as advanced as your race in forms of technology and weapons, we have access to magic, that allows us to manipulate hormones in the mares wombs to make a foal. The process is complicated but sadly, despite our best efforts we can only produce fillies," She paused for a minute gaining her thoughts before continuing

"This means, Lachlan, that our political system was a matriarch based society. Mares were dominant whilst Stallions where treated as third class. Even now Stallions are still not treated as equals in the eye of the political system and as a consequence means that rape and being forced into a herd is neither unheard of nor illegal. I only have so much power in the changes of the law, and the majority of the noble mares deemed that stallions are still not entitled to vote free choice whom they start a heard with. Mares are once again the dominate members in the herd, the alpha mare having say over who joins but none against who leaves. colt-cuddlers, or as you would call them gays are disliked by the population as a whole and are avoided due to their life style. Stallions are the more gentle and fragile of our race and as such stallions have only recently been allowed to join the royal guards. House stallions are still common though, staying at home and raising the foals whilst the mare works. A mare hitting a stallion in public is shamed and is treated with disgust and rightly so," Celestia allowed me to digest this information as I laughed at the irony the gender roles here were reversed.

"Luckily though, times are changing and stallions are no longer able to be kept as slaves and the amount of force allowed to be used against a stallion whilst beating him is greatly reduced to just a few broken bones,” She finished as I looked on in horror, my mouth gaping as sound failed to form a coherent sentence.

“What the fuck is wrong with you ponies? That is the most fucked up thing I have ever heard and I've heard some fucked up things. How can this be allowed to continue; rape, beatings, forced into herds this is sick!" I finished, diminishing her smile as she frowned at me.

“I would advise that you watch how you address me. I am a mare and a princess at that, so you would do well to watch your tongue,” she stated, her cold tone indicating that she, in some aspects, had similar opinion on the rights of stallions, sexist bitch. Shivering, I decided that arguing with a sun goddess was probably not the best idea, but this was not finished. I understood that she did want change, but she was still very narrowed minded. Maybe that was why the girls had reacted so violently to me attacking Mac, from the sound of things, it’s the mares that do the fighting and other things that human males usually do. This made me question my whole attitude to the mares here. So mares asked stallions out on dates, it was the mares that got into fights over mates, strange world.
This all came to a head stop when the question came to mind

'what if I am only a slab of meat to them?' the thought plaguing my conscious as I tried to expel it.

I collapsed into bed, moaning in exhaustion and confusion, t-shirt and trousers discarded for cleaning as I decided to sleep naked.

“Oh, how naughty,” a sultry voice whispered, the familiar warmth of Moon’s fur relaxing me, if only slightly as her hand exploited my naked form, tenderly caressing me as I moaned in pleasure and exasperation.

“Really, he just got back and already you are molesting him?” A second voice added snidely, the silhouette of Chrysalis appearing as she climbed onto the large bed, her eyes glowing in the moon light. Once again my body was trapped between the two, there fur warm and inviting as I my body yearned for them. I quickly realized that they weren't doing this for sex, they were doing it for reassurance, that I was here and safe. The two were very protective and had followed me for the rest of the day, their eyes forever scanning for trouble. Nightmare gently nibbled on my ear as her hand worked wonders on my back, Chrysalis' hands glided smoothly across my chest, her eyes narrowing as she traced individual scars acquired from the hive .The queen had been cruel leaving many gashes and scars on me as I shivered involuntarily. Chrysalis testily met my lips, suckling on my lower lip as she hummed in satisfaction.

“We have missed you, despite your irritating ways,” Chrysalis stated, her face red as she glared at me. My self-doubts slowly melted away as I witnessed the girls true affection, despite all the bull shit about hating me, and that I was only a toy, they did care for me, more so than most of the others, ironic given that one of them raped me and the other wanted to make me her personal sex slave.

“But don’t think for a minute that we actually care about you,” She snarled, her eyes showing her true emotion as I laughed. The months that we had spent together had brought us far closer than should have been possible. Nightmare and I were practically dating, given the amount of time we spent with each other and Chrysalis was a good friend. Sadly, my attempts at reclaiming my I Pod had been met with fierce resistance, Moon's eyes dilating whenever I so much as glanced at the device. I would have to talk to Celestia about getting moon a Pony-Box 280, or a computer, might even ask Luna, given her fondness for gaming.

One vital thing I had learned about ponies was that once they were in bed, they were usually out like a light in minutes if left undisturbed. The two snoring mares were a testament to this as there prone forms took up much of the bed. After months of this though I had grown accustomed to the women hogging the bed, shifting uncomfortably, my form trapped between their legs and cleavage.

I decided to have a bit of fun as I freed myself from the two, the girls oblivious as they cuddled closer together, their faces millimeters apart as I grinned maliciously. I allowed my hands to snake down between their legs, my fingers working their magic as the two stirred.

“Lachlan, you are in a naughty mood tonight,” Moon whispered, still half asleep as she leans forward her lips catching Chrysalis’s,

“Hmm,” Chrysalis moaned as her tongue slithered out, the two exploring each other’s mouths as I silently killed myself laughing. My hands continuing to do their work as the two slowly got more aroused there small moans muffled by the kiss. I extracted my hands, their mumbled cries of protest all the more amusing as they mumbled incoherently. My little prank completed, I pinched my I Pod from the desk and, using the camera, took a commemorable photo joining the photo of the three mares that had kidnapped me. I smiled as I planned to put this picture to good use as I silently crept out of the room the soft click of the door the only disturbance. I wandered the vast corridors enjoying the warm breeze that escorted the night. The moon full and radiating its beautiful glow across the still land.

“Beautiful isn't it?” A voice spoke out, the regal form of Celestia appearing as I scouted over allowing her to join me.

“Stunning,” I whispered, my love for the night always having been great. Celestia’s eyes studied me. A stunning magenta meeting green as we regarded each other. The outburst from earlier was still apparent on our minds as we tried to engage in civil talk

“My sister has always tried to get her subjects to love it, but I fear for all her hard work it is rarely appreciated,” Her tone evidently holding a note of sadness as I smiled at her.

"It's a shame I have always loved the night," I responded oblivious to her body slowly changing, her coat growling slightly more pale as I missed the forewarning that would seal my fate.
Her hand brushed against my neck as I turned to look at her, noticing that her eyes were slightly dilated as a pungent scent filled the lonely corridor. A small trickle could be heard as I look down a pool of strange liquid pooling around Celestia’s high heels as horror strikes me, she was in heat.

“Lachlan, for six thousand years I have guarded this land, never stopping, never having time off, and never seeking out company. There are luckily pills that suppress mare’s hormones and heat, but six thousand years of pent up frustration is not quelled so easily by a few spells and pills,” she finished looking at me as I realized what she was getting at.

“Princess, Nightmare Moon would kill me, you’re a princess, I couldn't!” I spluttered as she gently rubbed my shoulders, her celestial mane a light pink as I frowned. Her eyes renowned for their calmness were now dilated and crazed. I cautiously backed away, rationalizing the situation as I did the most appropriate thing that came to mind, jumping out the window. So close to freedom I cried in dismay as my waist snags on something, the pastel covered fur a clear indication as I was dragged back inside. Celestia’s arms wrapped almost protectively around me, carrying me back to her room as I accepted my defeat. Celestia cuddled me to her chest like a stuffed bear as she giggled quietly, her powerful grip reminding me of her physical strength as I refrained from trying to escape.
"We are going to have a lot of fun, wither you want to or not. You don't seem to understand that I can do what I want to you and there is nothing you can do about it," she laughed, her voice borderline cruel as I felt my body shiver. Something was up with Celestia, why was her hair pure pink now, and why was here coat now a dull white?
5 minutes later

The journey back to Celestia’s quarters was long and awkward, her hands repeatedly molesting me as I tried to squirm free.

“Oh we will have lots of fun,” she giggled her hair now pure pink as I grew worried

“Celesti,” I was cut off by her swatting my ass a playful growl resounding from her.

“Ah ,ah ,ah that's Molestia to you sweet heart,” she laughed, her voice growing more high pitched as I grew concerned for my health. Celestia must be under some spell or something, she may be a sexist but she doesn't seem the rapist type, especially given that she was a virgin. Two female guards stood at her room door, their eyes slightly widening as they caught sight of the two of us.

“Gold Plate, Pearl Gate, I am relieving you two of duty tonight, get home and rest up,” Celestia ordered her motherly voice present as I looked pleadingly at the two, mouthing ‘help me’ in anxiety. The two noticed the Princess’s hair and eyes and I felt horror creep into me as there face were filled with horror

“O-of course y-your m-majesty, are you s-sure?” Gold Plate stuttered, sending me an apologetic glance as I sighed.

“Yes, you too have earned some rest, goodnight!” Celestia stated her irritation, relatively noticeable as the two nodded nervously.

“Molestia!” One of them whispered, only barely audible as Celestia eyes narrowed.

“ I thought it was just a myth,” the other whispered as they slowly bowed to the princess there retreating forms leaving me full of dread as I realized what was in store.

“Good night your majesty!” Gold plate saluted from the other side of the hall, rapidly vanishing with her colleague as we entered her room. The interior of Celestia's bedroom was breath taking, her walls lined with stunning banners, each displaying a golden emblem of the sun. A circular bed was positioned in the middle of the room, its silken sheets neat and orderly as Celestia threw me, my body landing on the center of the bed. Her lecherous smile was disturbing as she climbed onto the large bed, gently straddling me as her hands investigated my alien body. Her rough pelvic thrusts brought our parts into close proximity, the thin cloth leaving little protection as I felt every part of her moist sex.

“Rut me until I’m numb,” she ordered, her eyes serious as I nodded, knowing that I had no choice. Celestia did not participate in foreplay, her body only wanting satisfaction as she re-positioned us. I found myself standing as her legs lay spread her body on all fours as her arms proper her chest up. ‘Doggy style, kinky’ I mentally said as I positioned myself behind, the horny mares whimpers a testament to her need as I lightly prodded her entrance. Her ears pricked as her tail instinctively moved out the way allowing me to see what I was doing as I pushed past her entrance. I brutally slammed into her, her yelp of shock and pain mirrored by mine as she clenched, luckily only slightly painful as I worked her. Her sex was soaked, the wet slaps of skin on fur echoing around the room as the smell of her heat drowned the room, the enticing aroma pleasant as I inhaled deeply. I allowed my hands to grab her massive breasts, fondling her nipples, pinching them as milk escaped the engorged teats. My teeth were also put to work aggressively nibbling on her wings as Celestia's tongue lolled out of her mouth.

“Yes, buck me, buck me like the filthy slut I am!” she roared, my eyes widening at her language as I complied. Despite her being on her front she was still able to wrap her legs around me, awkwardly pushing me aggressively to her sex as I grunted at her persistence.

“Oh Lachlan, you may be my first but from now on, you will be my personal sex toy!” she moaned as her hands grabbed fistfuls of the bed, her rear jiggling as she bounced. The motion turning me on more as I sped up, slamming into her as she screamed in pleasure. Blood pools around her fur as she ignores the pain, her lust overwriting the pain she experienced as she losses her virginity. Unfortunately Celestia got too excited and ended up knocking me off the bed, her ass slamming into me. Leaping off the bed she reaches out for me,

“Oh, poor thing did my naughty, sexy ass do that?” she cooed as she got on top of me, my member trapped cozily between her large buns as she winked. Lifting herself she slammed down on my member, her rear far tighter as I grunted in discomfort, her body weighed far greater than the others given her size as I gasped for breath.

“Oh baby, punish my naughty ass, punish me hard!” she whined as her hands pinned my shoulders, her breasts forced into my face as she encouraged me to suckle. She laughed as I my mouth latched onto a teat, suckling and tonguing the sensitive flesh as she slammed into me harder.

“Oh, I’m Cumming!” she whimpered as she rapidly slammed into me, pain replacing pleasure as I groaned. She sits up, my mouth torn from her breasts as I gasp. Air entering my lungs as I thank god.

“Cum in my ass, you naughty stud!” she purred as I complied, our simultaneous orgasms struck, shaking our bodies as we paused. Her liquid squirting down my member as the smell of sex lies heavily in the air.

“That was fun, now time for round two," she whispered as I eyed her, surprised that she was up for another round. Luckily she decided that she preferred normal sex, and my member was relieved of the clamp like prison as she rocked back and forth, my member rapidly hardening, powerless against her. I thrust into her with slightly less vigor, slightly sore as her rough love making and body weight made sex both a pleasure and pain. Her enticing moist lips engulf my member repeatedly slamming onto me as my pelvis and legs creak in protest.

Celestia, or as she was calling herself Molestia, seemed to have no end in sexual energy as we reached our sixth peak, her energy unending. We had located back onto the bed, the soft sheets a comfier than the cold tiled floor.

“Yeah bitch, you like that, fill me until it dribbles down my legs!” she growled as she once again climaxed, the bed now drenched as I moaned in pain. The mares dirty talk was fucking painful more so than her lack of control.

“I CAME!” She shouted randomly, her mouth wide open as a guttural moan escaped her. Her high pitched voice was slightly cute her high pitched moans sexy as her walls clamped around me, inducing me to orgasm as once again her walls were coated with sperm leaking down her leg as she giggled. My groans were not met with enthusiasm as she glared at me

“Come on you big baby, you are meant to be good at this, we can go for another twenty rounds easily!” she laughed as I contemplated strangling her. Turning, she went for reverse cowgirl. Her hips gliding back and forth as her movements were almost graceful, not bringing into the fact that she weighed easily half a ton and was nearly twice my size. Her sex felt amazing, every time she grinned, the damp folds of her made me feel amazing. Little did I know just how quickly I would come to dread that feeling.

four hours later

Round 24, my body was in agony, every part of my body felt like someone had poured liquid fire down my throat as the pulsing waves of agony were rejuvenated every time she descended. My body could take no more as a sickening crack sounded out, followed by a whimper as my leg and pelvis snapped under her pressure, the bones feeling like they were spilt it two as she continued uncaring to my pain.

“Come on baby one more go,”

BOOM!
The doors to the bedroom literally exploded, the shards raining down on us as a few entered my body. At the door way stood a enraged Luna closely followed by the Moon Chrysalis and the mane six.

“YOU!” Luna snarled looking surprisingly at Celestia as she grinned gently, climbing off of me as she stood fully exposed as Twilight gasped at her mentor.

“Ah, the whole gang is here. I was just finishing off with Lachlan here, but you are all free to have a go,” she laughed, their angered looks turning to horror as they saw the state of me. Blood coated my body from where pieces of the bone had cut through, my body nearly covered in nasty bruises as blood leaked from my mouth, my raspy groans of agony resounding around the room.

“HOW DID THEE BREAK FREE?! WE DESTROYED THOU, FOUR MILLENNIUMS AGO!!” Luna bellowed her voice producing a small shock wave as Celestia's eyes narrowed.

“Spoilers, my dearest sister, I was never properly removed and I have waited. And soon all of Equestria will be my sexual playground. Though I must say, that this human is amazing, he has actually sated my lust and luckily for him, I doubt we will be having another 24 round marathon!” she laughed, the gasps of horror evident as I barely clung to consciousness.

“GIRLS USE THY ELEMENTS!” Luna roared, Celestia’s eyes going wide in horror. The girls took their positions, their eyes glowing as they hovered off the ground, Celestia screaming I fear as she tried to escape.

“No it can’t be, No I just got out, no, NOOOOO!” she screamed as the light slammed into her. Her coat slowly inking away the darkness as it returned to its pearly white coat, her mane returning to its multi-colored self as she collapsed on the floor, her groans of pain matching mine as Luna rushed to her sisters side. The girls blushed as they turned away, Twilight hovering a clean blanket to hide Celestia’s form as I was denied the same curtsy. Despite my condition the girls were still shot glances at my member.

“Pervy bastards,” I chuckled wincing as pain lanced though my body.

“Owww,” A voice whined, the form of Molestia appearing as she looked down at herself.

“Ha! the elements failed!” her laughter dying in her throat as her eyes met Celestia’s.

“Huh,” she muttered looking between herself and Celestia
Celestia groaned as she warily tried to stand, Luna held her down as she glared at the greyish white Alicorn. Molestia looked at herself, admiring her body as she eyed me, her eyes slightly widening as she saw just the state I was in.

“Oh, I might have gone too far,” she chuckled nervously her eyes darting around nervously as she realized the situation she was in. All this combined with the pain proved to be too much as I passed out, my body relaxing as the pain left my battered body.

Nightmare Moons pov

Later

“I’LL KILL HER!” I snarled Chrysalis and Celestia held me back as Molestia cowered behind Luna, who looked none to pleased at being used as a shield.

“Nightmare, you must control your rage, even If I am less than pleased at being used,” she stated her cold eyes borrowing into Molestia as she sheepishly grinned.

“I couldn't give a flying buck about you getting rutted, what I care about is that Lachlan was nearly killed by this slut!” I roared as the pink haired Alicorn whimpered from behind Luna. Lachlan was in the hospital, his body in bad shape as I tried once again to lunge at the slut.

“We need to figure out how she can be here, given that she is a form of my corruption that was purged many millennia ago,” Celestia wisely spoke, her words making sense as I reluctantly relaxed.

“Fine, but if she screws us about then I will kill her!” I snarled retreating as Molestia gingerly steeped out. Her eyes looked worried as hateful glares were sent her way. Chrysalis watched with narrowed eyes her face showing that she had a suspicion as I watched her.

“I will examine her to see if what we see is real or just a shade,” Celestia stated her eyes narrowed as Molestia blanked. Celestia’s horn glowed a golden hue as she examined Molestia. Her magic washing over the mare, coating her as Celestia examined her. Her eyes furrowed as she looked though her body. A gasp rang out as Celestia’s face went chalk white an impressive feat given her fur as she looked at her counterpart in horror.

“It can’t be,” she whispered approaching her as Molestia steeped back fearfully. She bent down, her hand resting on her stomach as she allowed magic to travel through the skin contact

“What in the name of Pony Jesus is going on?” the farmer spoke up as Celestia turned to her face grim

“It seems, dear Applejack, that my counterpart here is, pregnant,” she whispered the last part, the harmonious chorus of ‘WHAT?!’ rivaling Luna’s Canterlot voice as we looked at her in astonishment. Molestia herself seemed equally surprised, her mouth hanging open as she stuttered

“W-w-what I-I can’t,” unable to finish her sentence, Molestia went silent looking at her stomach in fear as the tension in the room escalated. I didn’t know why, but I had a feeling life was about to get a lot more complicated especially for Lachlan.

Unknown to the ponies in the room, a discorded creature watched in amusement outside, her mismatched eyes dancing with mirth,

"Soon father, the human will make your dream's a reality," she whispered, snapping her elongated talons as a .
pink cloud appeared.

"Very soon chaos will rise," The figure finished, her eyes glowing a sickly yellow as she vanishes into the abyss of night

VERY IMPORTANT
I am a shit writer. I am more than aware of the level of meritocracy this story is. But at the end of the day it is a simply a bit of fun and I do enjoy writing it. So whilst I was try my best to work on grammar and punctuation where I can and clean this story up as much as I can it will never be a good story. Simply a okay one at most.