A Queen of the Masses
King Metamorphosis sits in his throne smugly, leaning one hand on his chin as he stared down at the hatefully glaring Gleaming Shield. It was rather interesting how things turned out all things considered.
Metamorphosis originally had a rather brilliant scheme in the works to invade Canterlot. Simply replacing Princess Cadance and weakening this inferior mare’s shield would be enough to succeed. And he did start with the plan as well...but...there was something that got between it.
While the King did his research on Princess Cadance, he didn’t do it as much on the mare that would marry her. Why should he? There wasn’t going to be too much trouble coming from her side of the family, right?
Wrong.
It was a day before the wedding would start that none other than Twilight Sparkle and the other Element Bearers arrived.
Twilight was Gleaming’s sister.
It sent her plans into a turmoil. Those six were a high risk for the mission. And replacing them on such a short notice might be an even higher risk and could reveal them before the wedding!
His plan was falling apart. But truth be told it wasn’t the only thing that got the King’s attention.
Gleaming Shield.
Metamorphosis had spent a lot of time with her. A whole week to be exact. And while he didn’t really care about her at the beginning that soon changed. Much to his own frustration he found himself...feeling something for her. For an inferior pony.
He wasn’t sure what exactly it was. Her smashing good looks and curves? Her sense of duty and loyalty? Or maybe even the way she smiled at him while he was disguised as Cadance? That bright smile? The cuddles? The assurance that everything will go over well? The affection? The kisses…and love...
Gleaming was...interesting to be around. She was a dutiful soldier but at the same time more relaxed, ignoring the crown he wore. And while she indeed did that only because she thought that the King was Cadance, it was refreshing.
Not to mention the huge waves of love that tasted utterly delicious. His belly was always filled and yet she seemed to stuff him with more, spoiling him in a way he couldn’t help but find quite delightful. He had to forcefully hold his disguise in place since more than once he had the urge to throw her on the bed, drop the disguise and ravage her virgin holes.
So yes. While she was definitely inferior...she also made him feel...love for her in return. It wasn’t something the King wanted to miss, so after the Elements arrived he snatched Gleaming and took her back to his hive, which brings us back to what happens now…
The white mare had a defiant look on her face as she was forced to kneel. She even wore this uniform she wanted to wear for their, pardon, Cadance’s and her wedding.
While Metamorphosis initially didn’t like the idea of a mare dressing up like this, he couldn’t deny its obvious...advantages.
The red uniform with gold trimming and white pants was tight on her form. It showed off her juicy C-cup breasts very well, just as it did her thick thighs or wide foal-bearing hips. And still one could see a clear outline of muscle rippling along her legs and arms, not to mention the light six pack the mare was sporting on her belly. For a pony she was strong. Inferior, but strong. Metamorphosis could admire that along her other promising qualities, which is why he would do what he has never done in his life before.
At least once he was done ogling those delicious curves.
Though Gleaming’s patience was seemingly wearing thin at this point as she opted to break the silence with a low threatening growl.
“You will never get away with this! Once I get free and destroy your magic zapping throne I will arrest you for several counts of kidnapping, assumption of authority and a very fat charge of attempted invasion!”
“Not the only fat thing in the room,” Metamorphosis mumbled crossing over his legs to hide his growing erection. He wasn’t exactly wearing clothes after all. Changelings generally didn’t bother with that. Though Gleaming did a good job at ignoring it for the most part.
Most part meaning that her eyes travelled to the cock slipping out of the King’s sheath, before he could fully hide it. The mare instantly turned her head away, her cheeks flushed.
“C-Can’t you at least control yourself! T-These are some serious allegations! J-Just get that d-disgusting thing away again!” the mare stuttered much to the King’s amusement.
Yes, she wasn’t only a pure innocent virgin that never went past kissing, but also a hardcore lesbian with a disgust for anything cock-shaped. It made for an interesting combination that made Metamorphosis’ cock twitch under his leg. He had a thing for breaking in virgins and leaving them a drooling mess, but the thought of doing that to a virgin that also was a lesbian? That one is a wet fantasy he didn’t know he had until now. Just the thought of making her fall in love with his cock was a nicely debaucherous one.
“Changelings don’t wear clothes. So you best get used to it my dear. Especially with the stark ratio of males outnumbering females. It is quite the opposite to what you are accustomed to,” the King explained to her while motioning around to his guards.
Gleaming took a quick glance and instantly regretted it as her eyes fell on some changeling balls on her right. One of the two guards stood closer by her side, in case she tried anything. Luckily they were still half a body length away from her. And their cocks were thankfully sheathed.
Still, the mare had to shake her head to dislodge that image and concentrate on her situation as she got more and more frustrated by the lack of anything happening.
“So, what is it that you want? You didn’t just bring me here to leer at my form, or did you pervert?” she seethed out in direction of Metamorphosis who shook his head.
“No. I did not. But you can’t blame a stallion for enjoying the view for a bit.”
“I very well can! That is an extra charge of sexual harassment!” Gleaming threatened making Metamorphosis chuckle.
“You are too precious, which is exactly why I must have you.”
Gleaming seemed confused by this at first, before feeling some dread well up inside of her.
“You are...going to keep me as food?”
Another ominous chuckle escaped him, making a shiver run down Gleaming’s spine.
“No. Believe it or not but I rather enjoyed your company the past week when I was replacing Cadance. The dates we had, the laughs we shared… It was a rather...nice diversion from my usually so strenuous duties. Especially when you cuddled into my side at night, sucking on my thumb like a little foal! That was adorable!” Metamorphosis couldn’t help but admit letting loose an amused chuckle.
The mare’s head turned a bright red, dread quickly turning into embarrassment especially with the other changelings following suit in their King’s example, showing their amusement at one of the mare’s most embarrassing secrets.
Gleaming then gritted her teeth, quickly trying to turn the tides around and settle for anger at this perceived insult to her pride.
“S-Shut up! T-This is just a small vice! A vice you shouldn’t and wouldn’t even know about if you didn’t harass me like you did! This is only something a true couple should share!”
Metamorphosis grinned at that, a feral grin that made Gleaming want to back away, though she forbade herself from showing that kind of weakness.
“Which is the point I’m trying to make my dear Gleaming,” Metamorphosis said standing up from his throne to walk towards her. He didn’t even care that he revealed his green pointed dick to the mare as he descended, nor the mare squirming as her body leaned slightly away and her flushed face did her best to focus on him instead of letting it wander down to his cock. Then as the King was in front of her, kneeling down and taking her chin up in his hand he couldn’t help but purr sensually, his voice seductive and slick in a way that would make many mares quiver in anticipation, “I want you to be mine. In body and soul completely.”
“Y-Yours?” Gleaming couldn’t help but repeat, her stomach dropping. She already had an inkling of what he was about to say but hoped she was wrong.
“Yes. The week we spent was the most wonderful time I had the pleasure to experience. So, I want you to marry me right here, right now and become my Queen in these bleak lands to sweeten my days. Nothing more, nothing less.”
While her fears were confirmed, Gleaming’s mind still reeled from this confession. Her head leaned back from his hand as she did her best to shake her head.
“No! No no no no and NO! First off, I am already happily engaged with Cadance! Secondly, you are not even my type! I don’t swing in your direction! I like mares, and mares only! A-And not what you pervert have dangling between your legs! T-That is just disgusting! You make me sick, so do me a favor and finally dress yourself!”
King Metamorphosis pursed his lips at that, displeased. Not that he was surprised. It only would make this more fun in the end so he let her have this bout of resistance.
He simply huffed, standing up. Gleaming turned her head at that and away from the close proximity of the cock. Luckily he turned his back and was already back on the way up to his throne, his wings carrying him as he seated himself again, and hiding his cock as he crossed his leg over it once again.
“That is quite a pity. Especially considering that I would need to find another way to spend my time in any meaningful way. But then again, I do have Cadance still in my captivity in those crystal mines. Maybe she would be fun to watch as I throw her to my hordes of changelings to do with her whatever they pleas-”
“LEAVE HER OUT OF THIS!” Gleaming roared, standing up and wanting to go for a sprint, but one of the guards hit her in the stomach with his fist, making her crumble to her knees once again, gasping in pain.
“Not so hard,” the King reprimanded his guard with a light scowl, making said guard bow in apology and fear.
“Y-Yes, my King.”
Metamorphosis then turned back to Gleaming. “So sorry for that. They can be quite aggressive. What with so few females to keep them entertained. But anyway, it isn’t I who brought her into this. It is you. You and your stubbornness to accept my proposal for marriage. Of course if you just accepted I wouldn’t need Cadance anymore as a form of entertainment and could just give a command to set her free,” the King hummed out in mock thought, making it clear that he wouldn’t leave Gleaming with any choice in the matter.
The mare looked up at him, close to tears in her desperation, her teeth clenched tight. She knew how hopeless it was and released her breath as she lowered her head.
“Fine...I-I will be your bride…”
Metamorphosis instantly jumped up, “Excellent! Let’s prepare the wedding ceremony at once!”
Instantly changelings were running up and about, preparing the following wedding. Gleaming could only sit sadly on the ground accepting her fate. At least until her rescue.
“Do you, King Metamorphosis, want to be wed to this inferior mare, having her love you until you part?” a muscular changeling with purple eyes asked inside the throne room. The preparations were quickly done as those ceremonies were a more simple affair in the hive. Not much to prepare and the changelings invited to the event were mostly soldiers that had some accomplishments under their belt. But that was quite alright seeing as the interesting part was the consummation of the marriage, not the actual marriage.
“I do,” the King meanwhile stated looking at his bride, still in her attire from before, just as he was in his non-existent one, standing naked in front of the mare, who wanted to lower her head, but couldn’t seeing as the King still sported a large erection.
‘Ugh, this strange pointed shape and then its even way longer and thicker than any pony’s,’ the mare had thought in disgust. While she was a lesbian, she also was Captain of the Guard. And despite the low ratio of males there were quite a lot in the guard which led to Gleaming being confronted every now and then to such for her grueling sights.
“And do you lowly mare want to have the honor to be wed to our superior King Metamorphosis, loving and serving him as an obedient mare until you part?”
‘I’m starting to see a theme here,’ Gleaming thought as she resigned herself to the words she was going to utter in order to save her love and kingdom. Still, she wanted it confirmed one last time.
“I-If I say yes, you release Cadance and any other ponies you have currently captured?”
The King smirked nodding, “Of course! Become my bride and always do as you are told and Cadance will be set free. You have my word.”
It made Gleaming a bit relieved, but only a bit. It was the chance that even in the worst case scenario her family and loved ones might be safe.
“I-I...will.”
The changeling in the middle of them nodded.
“Very well. And with my power as Captain of the changeling guard, I hereby wed you to King and lowly Queen. You may now be allowed to kiss our King.”
“I find this ceremony very biased,” Gleaming complained, “I mean being allow-mph!”
She tried to finish but was silenced as King Metamorphosis’ head shot towards hers. Her distraction felt like the perfect opportunity to claim their first kiss in his natural form. And he was quite eager to show her just how superior his true form really was.
His mouth for one was larger, overlapping and claiming hers. His tongue was way longer and thicker than that short sponge Cadance had. And his dominance was unsurpassable.
His tongue had hers pinned as he explored the entirety of the mare’s mouth before pushing even deeper. Gleaming tried to protest, pressing her hands against his chest, but she was no match for him as he simply forced his tongue down her throat a second later. She made a surprised gurgled sound, but it didn’t help her as she just had to accept what he was doing to her.
The kiss was so sloppy and so intense it made her for a moment melt into him, especially when she felt his tongue pulling back from her throat and instead twirled around her own. It was then that she remembered Cadance’s more forceful kissing for the past week. Only then it just clicked that it was all him. While Cadance was soft and loving, King Metamorphosis was feral and passionate, almost as if trying to claim her mouth for him and him alone. As Cadance he made often a show to pull her into him without warning and use his smaller pony tongue to dominate her mouth still as well as explore it.
...And much to her shame she did enjoy the dominant kisses more.
As she was lost in thought she almost didn’t notice the King pulling back, a smug look showing on his face as her face was smeared in their saliva.
“Oh? Just remembered one of our earlier kisses?” the King teased which made the mare’s head blush with a mix of embarrassment and shame.
“O-Of course not!”
“You might say that but your face is easy to read my dear. I bet as a soldier you just like it the rough way. Something rather fortunate, considering,” he paused, pulling her with his arms around her back into his chest, “I like it the rough way too,” he ended in a possessive purr.
The mare’s heart skipped a beat. Fear, uncertainty and embarrassment on the front of her mind as she still tried her best to play it down by glaring at him. It didn’t seem to have any effect however. The opposite in fact. Metamorphosis seemed emboldened as his arms around her back tightened and his wings buzzed, suddenly heaving them both up as he flew to the platform of his throne.
“J-Just what do you think you are doing?!” she screeched before being let go on the platform as the King sat down on his throne yet again.
“The obvious. As per tradition it is now time to consummate our marriage on the seat of power.”
“B-By consummate you mean…?” Gleaming asked, letting her question hang in the air but it was clear by how her eyes flicked slightly downward that this virgin at least knew this much.
‘Sweet, sweet innocence,’ the King thought as he leaned his chin on his hand, looking at her with a grin forming.
“Sex,” he hissed out gleefully, making her go stiff as he continued. “What? Did you truly expect that our marriage would end with a kiss and I would never talk about the obvious topic in any relationship? I do remember vividly our talks in Canterlot, how you wanted this to be an holy act only performed once marriage was formed. And it just has been formed!”
Gleaming backed away slightly, being careful not to fall over the edge of the platform as she lifted her arms as if to somehow keep Metamorphosis at bay, “Woah, woah, woah! I-we just married! Rather forcefully I might add! J-Just give me a break to get used to this whole situation first! A month for example! O-Or at least a week! I barely had time to adjust as it is! About one to two hours ago I wouldn’t have believed I would get married in the first place too!”
“Hm...true. But it would mean harming our traditions. Certainly this would lead to an uproar. An uproar of a crowd I have to somehow appease. Well, I guess if you don’t want to I could still ask Cadance to entertain them before letting her go…”
“NO!” Gleaming screamed out in protest as the King suddenly grinned smugly down at her. It was clear that she had lost this argument before she could even properly start it. So she sighed as she let her arms hang limply at her sides in defeat, her head facing the ground.
“...You disgust me.”
“Maybe I do. But that is a given as enemy of the state and a male. But don’t you worry, we will soon enough rid you of this attitude.”
Gleaming scrunched up her face at that, “I’m not a misandrist.”
“But you are a lesbian.”
“And THAT doesn’t make me a misandrist!”
“So? It does increase your disgust still. Especially now as you are confronted with your first cock in your life. And avoiding your gaze from it won’t help matters. It will only make me more impatient.”
“F-Fine then. I, um...I just s-sit on it?” the mare asked feeling all of a sudden self-conscious about what she was about to do as she fidgeted around.
“That comes later. First comes another important part which involves you stepping closer. I will guide you from there.”
The mare nodded nervously, doing so as she stepped in front of him, her gaze fixated on his eyes as he chuckled.
Something that annoyed the mare, her glare once more returning despite her position. “W-What? Y-You creep happy you can order me around?” she hissed out in disdain, “J-Just let me tell you o-once I am-EEEEEEEEEP!”
Her revenge filled monologue was quickly cut short as the King pulled her pants down forcefully, making the button and zipper snap open and leaving Gleaming in her pink panties.
“Nice color,” he commented with a grin as he kneaded her ass with his big strong hands.
“Y-You disgusting pervert!” she whined out as she struggled to break out from his grip, not comfortable with him staring so intently at her panties. Neither was she happy with how he teased her about the clearly feminine color choice.
The King took that as a compliment, loving her reaction as he pulled her panties down, revealing her untouched slit for all to see. Gleaming suppressed the embarrassed squeak this time, shutting her lips tightly as her whole head burned from what was happening. She could practically feel his gaze leer at her exposed privates. Worse was of course a small wet spot that could be seen, and was a clear testament to the truly voracious kissing scene earlier. Sure it was only a small spot but Gleaming knew that even such would draw the King’s attention, and it most certainly did.
“Enjoying yourself before I even started?” he asked almost instantly, his eyes gleaming mischievously as they flitted up to the embarrassed mare’s ones.
“S-Shut up!” she curtly retorted as the changeling King stroked his hands along her hips, enjoying her form.
“There is no shame in it my dear. Every mare gets wet when confronted with my tongue in a kiss. Though you kept yourself better together then most. The question is if you hold up so well still once I do THIS!” he exclaimed, his grip on her hips tightening as he lifted her off the ground like she was a lightweight, bringing her exposed slit to his mouth and clasping onto it while also being careful not to bite into her soft flesh. His tongue then slithered out and right into her wet honeypot, squirming around inside her passage and moving forward all too teasingly.
“B-By Celestia the Almighty!” Gleaming screamed out hotly, her hands clamping down on the King’s head by instinct. Whether it was to remove him or push him in deeper one couldn’t tell albeit it didn’t matter seeing as the King was physically superior to her.
One thing he could tell though was how her pussy was accepting him, her hot flesh was clamping as if to try to pull him in deeper, and Metamorphosis briefly wondered if his cock would get the same pleasing treatment.
A thought that didn’t hold for too long as he met resistance. His eyes lighting up in delight as he had found the mare’s still intact hymen.
Sure, she did tell him that she was a virgin and Gleaming was quite prude as well, but still, it was this one last proof he needed to make sure it was still there. Ponies could be deceptive after all as well.
So, with his doubts erased he simply enjoyed her for a few moments more, his tongue wagging inside the mare that clearly tried to keep her moans in while her body trembled on top of him.
After that he pulled out, making sure to show off his long flexible tongue to the mare that was now coated in her juices. Her head certainly couldn’t be redder at this point and she was panting, a light sheen of sweat forming on her head and probably inside her clothed body as well as he set her back on her hooves while also standing up to tower over the weak mare.
“Good. I just checked and confirmed that you indeed are a virgin. That is always a necessity for such royal weddings. We don’t want to break protocol after all. I am quite sure your oh so studious sister would appreciate our accuracy.”
He saw her body stiffen, some defiance returning back to her, “Leave my sister out of this!”
Metamorphosis felt quite elated by that. It was good to hear that her fire was still in place. It was this defiance he liked about virgins as well. Not to mention how to slowly break them down. This was only enhanced by Gleaming’s unique position. She was not only his plaything after all, but a lovely little wife as well. One to teach and show her place in their marriage.
He couldn’t wait any longer.
“I will consider your suggestion. But don’t expect to get anything more as you still have a duty to fulfill,” he stated stepping forward and slowly pushing the mare to the edge of the small throne platform. She almost stumbled over her pulled down pants she still was half-wearing, same as her panties. He then grabbed both of her arms tightly in his hands before forcing her to turn around, making her face the elite soldiers standing inside the throne room.
‘It is that time,’ Gleaming herself couldn’t help but think, seeing as the King wasn’t interested in any more games. His pointed dick meeting her inexperienced pussylips only affirmed that even more.
‘I’m sorry Cadance.’
Just as she ended that thought he pushed inside. The first few inches slipped hereby all too easily into her. More easy than even Gleaming suspected, albeit the King’s pointed tip could have helped with that, in comparison to the thick tip normal stallions sported. It probably also helped how his tongue had thoroughly aroused her and also stretched her out slightly before.
Of course things didn’t stay that way for the mare as the thicker part of his cock spread her tunnel roughly at the same time as her virginity was pierced, making some sharp pain come to the forefront of her mind.
She cried out, trying to tear away from him but he got her wrists in his iron-like grip, ignoring her resistance and simply deciding to make the mare slowly bend over so that she would be in a better position to fuck around with.
The King simply continued to sink further into her, enjoying the tight grip of a virgin slit on his massive cock. It was always a delight to be the first cock to ever have explored a mare’s depth. Even more so while his cock was already working its aphrodisiac like effect into her slick walls. One of the many reasons just why they were superior. And a tool with which he broke many mares in the past.
As soon as he felt his tip touch the entrance of her womb he pulled back as he started up his rhythm. The mare now simply grunted along, trying to endure it, as tears stung at her eyes. It hurt how the cock had broken her virginity, and the stretching it gave her was uncomfortable as well but luckily she found that it was slowly ebbing away with each stroke along her insides while being replaced with a whole new sensation.
It felt strange. Almost like a balm soothing her walls, but at the same time making her nerves tingle with feelings, similar to what his tongue did to her mere moments ago.
She almost didn’t notice that his cock was inside her raw. Almost.
“W-Wait, aren’t you wearing a condom?!” she shrieked in new horror.
“Oh? You know what a condom is?”
“T-This is serious!”
Metamorphosis chuckled, “Tradition. You need to be bred on our wedding day. So, I’m going to fuck you. All. The. Way!” he emphasized the last words as he thrust his hips into her desirable plot, making it jiggle on contact.
“Y-You bastard,” she grunted out as she felt his cock continue to violate her, as her pussy started to soak in his attention shamefully.
“You know there is an interesting saying I learned over my long life of infiltrating different races and cultures. If a female gets fucked bend over on her first time like a slut and cums, she will forever stay a slut. Quite the amusing idea, isn’t it?”
“I-It is most definitely not!” Gleaming protested even as her pussy got wetter and wetter, the pain now a small dull throb that was overshadowed by the way her pussy was stimulated. Her body was betraying her at the most inopportune of times. And Gleaming knew it. She knew it and she felt shame. Shame for feeling like this and for disappointing her true love.
‘J-Just why does it feel good?’ she wondered, her mind concentrating on the feelings she got from her walls. The feelings of this pointed and rigged shaft. It was so big which for some reason only made it better for her as she was stretched out. That was confusing for the mare. Shouldn’t it hurt more than it felt good?
She tried to shut her mouth, trying to hold her feelings in. She had to show resistance to this and not debate over how his girth made her feel all these incredible sensations! Even more so with this saying he quoted. Not that she believed she would turn into a slut if she came before him! But...she couldn’t give in regardless, so she had to show some resistance.
The King of course noticed this change in demeanor. He expected it and saw it many times before. Mares trying to put on some kind of futile token resistance while trying to deny what they were feeling.
It was rather amusing to watch her and feel her as she tried to reel not only the noises but also her pussy in. Trying to make her walls not contract on his shaft. Trying to stop them from rejoicing at the immense gift of having his large pole inside of her inferior walls. Something she failed at spectacularly of course as she hardly did slow down the inevitable and he would only need to push her lightly to break her defenses down.
“You know, Princess Cadance would never be able to please you like I do. You don’t want to be treated softly by her. You like it with some force. To have someone in control and put you in your rightful place. Right beneath me, and all of the other changelings in the hive.”
‘N-No! T-That’s not true!’ Gleaming protested in her thoughts, ignoring how she couldn’t even talk back without making it blatantly obvious how she felt. Her pussy had reacted to his claims after all, the pleasure spiking slightly as juices run down her legs in a small river. It had clamped down quite pleadingly on his cock as well, and one could hear a muffled squeal through her closed lips. And it was all fire to the fuel as the King grinned a widely and upped his speed. His hips smacking wetly now against her posterior, making everyone in the room hear just how needy she was.
“That’s right! You are just some little pony slut enjoying a big fat superior changeling cock!”
‘N-No!’
“You should be grateful to be my Queen! It elevates you among the other ponies! But of course still lets you be inferior to us changelings. A nice little wife slut to serve my needs and receive my cock. You are so wet right now. How far have you gone already? How far away are you from squirting on my cock and turning into a true slut? Can’t be that far with how your muscles are squeezing me,” he continued to taunt as his magic grabbed her mane, pulling on it and with that also pulling her head back to show her face to the elite guards in the room.
The onslaught just continued as Gleaming’s eyes roamed around the throne room, seeing all the changelings facing her as well as having massive erections. Their green cocks were painfully hard and all of them had long since abandoned their weapons in favor to masturbate to her as she heard a steady flow of juices dripping from the throne platform.
‘D-Don’t watch, p-please don’t watch!’ she pleaded and grunted with her tightly closed lips as she felt all their eyes on her, her mind wandering to the possibilities of what they wished to do to her.
“See? You will be quite the beloved Queen slut,” Metamorphosis hissed as he leaned down to her ear, sending shivers down her spine as his cock continued to drill her relentlessly. “Much better than what Cadance had in mind for you. Or do you think she would have donned a strap-on to fuck you publicly in the throne room? This is who you truly are!”
‘C-Celestia! P-Please s-stop watching! S-STOP STOP STOPSTOPSTOPSTOPSTOP-EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEH!!!’ she continued to think as she felt the pleasure overwhelm her mind and a loud high-pitched noise escaped her closed lips. The King was surprised as he was elated to see her fall as her pussy spasmed, her muscles stiffened, and her eyes rolled to the back of her head as her first ever climax took her in.
Metamorphosis grinned, savagely fucking her right through it without mercy as he felt her juices splash onto his cock and balls. No matter how tight her muscles contracted, he just plunged right through any resistance without care, enhancing the experience even more for the white mare.
As soon as he felt her clearly overwhelmed body starting to relax however he pulled her off his slick member, making her sink to her knees.
“Seems like you lost that one,” Metamorphosis teased with a grin as he squatted down to her, “You do know that there is nothing wrong with being a slut for life right? A slut is useful and hard-working just like being the Captain of the guard. Only more fun for all parties involved.”
“It is degrading!” she hissed glaring up at him with red cheeks to which the King just shrugged as he suddenly lifted her up bridal style to which she squeaked.
“Maybe so, but that also makes it more alluring. Not that you have any choice. You might as well try to enjoy it.”
Gleaming glared at him intensely as he carried her. It was embarrassing with how weak it made her feel but also…
‘Kinda sweet that he would…’ she started before her mind screeched and she shook her head, ‘N-No! Not sweet! Cadance doing that would be sweet! Not that HUGE pervert! Especially not after he foalnapped me and robbed me of my virginity!’ she asserted, keeping her glare up and making it known how mad she was at him.
“The fire is back I see,” the King mused as he set her down on her knees in front of the throne as he sat down on it. This position made it so that his cock would practically linger at eye level of her.
Gleaming of course considered leaning back with her proximity but decided that she needed to show strength again after her loss. Something Metamorphosis welcomed as he leaned his cock towards her, almost close enough to boop her on her snout.
“You best use this passion to blow my cock my darling wife. I mean, you finished before me, meaning I still have cum churning in my balls. Just think of it like this: If you use your mouth and let me cum inside of it, maybe it will keep your womb clean of my seed just a bit longer. Or do you want me to use your pussy again that much?” he teased, and Gleaming wanted to growl but ended up feeling more embarrassed by the memory. Still, while he was just fooling around with her, the offer at least seemed reasonable. Stallions only came once a day. So...if she forced it out with her mouth…
‘I will stay untainted...at least from his seed,’ she concluded as she eyed the green shaft. She gulped nervously. She never ever used her mouth on any kind of sex, nor her fingers for that matter. She stayed innocent for the happiest day of her life but her mouth now needs to be sacrificed for his filthy sperm, just so she could give Cadance her somewhat untainted slit.
So her hands reached out, enveloping his big hot cock with them. She had trouble reaching around it fully with her hands at the base but that wasn’t important. She just needed to satisfy him. So she moved her hands up and down as she smelled the strong masculine musk wafting off of it. Her hands were rather soaked immediately, seeing as his cock was wet from his pre and her own juices. It made Gleaming cringe at the sticky texture but she pressed on.
Her nostrils flared. All of this made her nervous as her breathe grew heavy. Her lips were forming a thin line as she just stroked along his length.
“You do know that I told you to use your mouth, right darling?” he asked with a slightly amused grin, seeing her trepidation.
“I-I will get to it soon enough!”
“You know, you enjoyed sucking on my thumb, so I am quite sure you will enjoy sucking on this as well if you just give yourself a push.”
“I-I won’t enjoy this! It is filthy!”
“Filthy with your juices, so that means, you are calling yourself filthy.”
Gleaming wanted to retort but stayed quiet at that, breathing out and trying to calm herself as best as she could in her state and not to further fall for his obvious baits that made her want to punch him in the face repeatedly.
“F-Fine! I will do it now,” she instead stated as confidently as she could.
Then she leaned forward towards the King’s intimidating cock seeing how thick it was at the base. Something she would never admit loudly. It made her second-guess if she could really ‘blow’ him per se. Not that she could stop now. This was for her best, so she decided to push forward and be done with it.
Her lips then met his tip. Then she pushed it in, allowing his slick member to enter her mouth. She could taste a certain saltiness on her tongue as his meat slided over it. She was trying to ignore it as to not possibly feel ill by thinking just what she had just shoved into her mouth. Of course the pulsing of his shaft made it hard to forget that she was indeed right now sucking a cock. A changeling cock at that.
Luckily the strain on her lips distracted her well enough as she felt the thicker part pass. Still, she didn’t even get his cock halfway in by the time she felt it slightly poke against the back of her throat.
She gagged for a moment before pulling back to the tip and then gliding her lips over it, before repeating that motion again and again.
‘I-Is this enough? Am I doing it right?’ she wondered as she fell in a routine, the cock in her mouth seeming to be at least somewhat stimulated by her attempts and letting some pre flow in her mouth. Much to her relief the cock didn’t taste particularly bad.
‘No!’ she corrected herself, ‘It must be the taste of my own juices! There is no way something like a cock would taste good by itself!’
With her mind affirmed she sucked on the pole, enjoying it as her mind was calmed down. It tasted good. Her pussy tasted good. It wouldn’t make her like cocks. Quite the opposite in fact, sucking her taste from it made her even more of a lesbian than before! She would love the taste of a mare’s pussy and she would show Cadance once they reunited!
The sweet thoughts certainly lifted her morales and she felt the feeling from before return. A tingle of arousal that was begging for attention as her pussy lips were glistening. She was tempted to let her hands wander down to her cavern at that, but resisted the urge. She didn’t want to show any weakness towards him, or let alone give him the idea she would do something like touching herself because she was sucking his cock.
Her thoughts were however disrupted as a large hand grabbed her blue mane tightly.
“Mmm?” she mumbled around the cock in her mouth before gagging as on the next time she moved in on it the hand forced her further. Her momentum and the force of the King’s hand made his green pole punch right through the entrance of her throat and bulged her neck out obscenely.
His balls pressed against her chin as Metamorphosis groaned in satisfaction, before pulling this onahole of a mare off his cock again. She gurgled helplessly as the cock retreated, her airways empty once again, but as soon as the tip of the King’s shaft was the only thing residing on her tongue, did he pull her back down all the way, spearing her gullet once again.
“Much better,” he purred dominantly continuing to pull her by her mane and with that commenced his facefucking of his athletic wife.
Gleaming of course tried to push back. Tried to free herself, but she was even in her pristine condition no match for the changeling king who simply continued to use her mouth for his pleasure.
The mare ceased her struggles soon enough seeing as she wasn’t reaching anything. Something that made Metamorphosis grin down at her.
“That is right. You can’t do anything to stop me since you are just a mere pony mare, so you might as well stay on your knees and take my cock like an obedient little slut.”
His cock twitched, ditching some more pre into her maw and throat. Once he was done facefucking her, she would have it even harder to resist. The addictive properties of changeling cum would inflame a desire in her. Even more so since his own spunk was much more potent than any other changelings. Once she drank from his tap she would need a daily dose of him. So she wouldn’t run away. Of course Gleaming didn’t know this, but that made it all the more arousing for the King. She was dooming herself without any chance of escape!
He would make her stay out of her own free will and every second on his cock would shrink her chances to escape.
He could already smell how her twat was quivering. How her juices were dripping as her body heated up without her knowing.
Gleaming let out a muffled distressed cry from the teasing sensations, her hands fighting still to not touch herself and with that demean herself in front of her sworn enemy.
Though of course her husband wouldn’t have that. He grunted, shooting a slimy deluge of his pre deliberately on her tongue, Gleaming squealing in delight at the sudden treat as her hands quickly clawed at her moist cunt. It seemed almost like an instinctual reaction. And once her hand had dug into her own slit, Gleaming hardly wanted them gone as they brought her this nice pleasing feeling again that made her head swim all so blissfully.
‘I-I’m tasting sooooo good!’ she moaned out in her thoughts as the King continued to increase his pace on her muzzle, sinking it deeply into the by now submissive mare as she was slowly getting addicted.
It was a blissful feeling for him. How Gleaming just surrendered in a way, concentrating on simply fingering her gushing nether lips and seemingly not minding the fleshy pole that her throat was servicing. The active moaning she did made her mouth vibrate, giving the King pleasant tingles that made his heavy ball sack churn with his saved payload, ready to release it into her.
And who was the King to deny himself that pleasure?
With a grin he reached his crescendo, his hand pulling on Gleaming’s mane hard and humping into her face, making sure his cock was in balls deep. A groan followed before a moment later his humongous orbs started pumping his white sticky seed into her.
The mare was confused for a moment before she felt the cock moving and releasing something into her gullet. It was a strange liquid, but it also made her feel hot as this stud was filling her stomach right up.
She wanted to moan, but had a hard time doing so, or even to breathe with the shaft stuffing her airways. A problem she only noticed when the air was getting thinner for her. Still she continued to shove her fingers into her as if in a trance going as far up as inserting up to four just to increase her own ecstasy. An action that was rewarded only a moment later then she felt her own high take her.
Her juices squirted on the floor, the mare’s throat convulsing on the meat lodged in it. It was then that the King slowly pulled out, his cock firing a last spurt on her tongue. A deliciously salty spurt she swallowed on instinct before his cock popped out of her lips and she breathed in a lungful of sweet air.
The whole experience left her a bit jarred. Her mind in scrambles as the semen settled into her stomach, making it bulge out a bit. She felt hotter than before though. It was confusing to her. Last time it ebbed away. But this time the feeling stayed and she had a strong desire to feel it again.
In her internal process she almost missed Metamorphosis using his magic to levitate her a bit further away from him on his platform.
Gleaming looked at him questioningly, not understanding what that was for.
“What are you-” she started but was interrupted by three changelings landing behind her. The mare turned around and saw three green changeling cocks pointed at her. This time however she didn’t feel sick from looking at them and she didn’t recoil. Instead there was a slight curiosity, that nailed her to the spot as she had turned to face them on her knees.
“You are going to entertain them while I take a break to enjoy the show,” the King simply explained to her casually.
“I…” Gleaming started, a small protest on her lips, but feeling a lot less fiery than before and seemingly also being stuck in her throat.
“Yes. You are going to suck their cocks,” the King continued waving over at the three, “Or suck one and give handjobs to two for a start. You are mine, so I’m going to put you to good use. Though, don’t worry. Everything below those lovely tits of yours will be mine, and mine only to use. With no exceptions. Both your pussy and ass will only ever get to be filled by my own cock.”
“Wait, ass-” Gleaming tried to say in clear confusion of what he meant after the first part had made her flushed, though she couldn’t finish. Just in that moment the changeling in front of her had grabbed her head, having enough of her hesitation and stuffed his cock right into her sloppy mouth. The green member glided effortlessly over her tongue giving her a taste of this changeling soldiers cock. A taste which conflicted her greatly and made her forget about her question prior.
‘W-What is this? I-It still tastes good. T-This cock tastes good. R-Really good. J-Just why? Why does it taste good? I-It is just a disgusting cock. I-It isn’t covered in m-my or any other female juices,’ Gleaming debated in her mind before gagging as her esophagus was breached and filled with the green prick.
She wanted to protest but felt too weak, both in body and mind. The changelings right now felt so much stronger than her. They felt superior. She gurgled only in protest, but didn’t do more. It was the only thing she could do to show them that she really didn’t want this. That she only wanted Cadance, and not some strangely tasty changeling cock. Even less touching them.
‘W-When did that happen?’ Gleaming wondered, feeling that her hands were rested on the changeling cocks next to her, stroking them up and down as by the guards’ guidance. They guided her hands up and down softly at first, as if to introduce her.
‘Y-Yes. They are forcing m-me against my will!’ Gleaming affirmed as she took over the movements, feeling her hand explore this exotic form and its ridges. ‘T-This was inside me. N-No, it is still inside my mouth.’ As if to test that she swirled her tongue, making the changeling in her mouth moan out loudly. That actually made her grin.
‘S-So weak. I’m stronger than them.’
It gave her some confidence again as she saw how she could make the changelings react. How she could maybe even control them. Her heat addled mind at least pointed it out to her, using her abilities as a Captain to read her soldiers’ moods and detect any deceit. She was always good at that. Someone stole a bar of soap? Toilet scrubbing duty. They were soldiers too, she realized, making them prone to be handled like those. At least she thought she could.
So she let herself be swept into the current, following the movements of the hand that was pulling insistently on her mane along while also making sure her hands were stroking and exploring these green poles in a pleasing rhythm. From how sticky her hands were she was quite sure she succeeded too.
It was so slippery, but hot as well. To feel them pulsing in her hand. This lively feeling was strange but not an unwelcome one.
The only thing that irked her was that she couldn’t touch herself. But she knew as soon as she was done with one of them she would have room which gave her some extra motivation to make them feel good. And the changelings certainly felt that motivation.
“Ooh! This pony whore is doing really good! Hard to believe she was an inexperienced virgin!” the one in her mouth exclaimed in delight.
The one right to him with the purple eyes snorted, “She is a pony slut. They are practically made to be bred by a superior race. Other races’ females can resist a lot longer than some mere pony.”
The mare herself couldn’t protest, only moan as she tried to get them off fast. Her need was driving her, the cum addiction taking root as she was slowly adjusting.
“I-I can’t hold it!” the changeling in her mouth said, groaning a moment later before his seed flooded her mouth. Gleaming herself moaned at the slimy delicious jizz she tasted and couldn’t help but to gulp it down.
The changeling in her mouth gasped, bucking his hips into her face a few more times before stepping back, clearly satisfied.
The changeling with the purple eyes snorted, “You should work on your endurance brother. Though at least that means there is now room in her slutty mouth.”
Just as he said that the changeling tore her hand from his cock and stepped in front of her. Gleaming now recognizing him as the changeling that wed her.
“Suck it you bitch,” he growled out, presenting his cock to her.
Gleaming gulped slightly at his demeanor, but then looked to his cock and the delicious pre it was covered with. A need swelled up inside her and she couldn’t stop herself from taking it into her mouth and doing as she was told. Additionally she now had a hand free to finger herself, so it wasn’t a bad trade.
At least she thought so, but before her hand even could land on her slit it was gripped by a new changeling and placed on another throbbing shaft.
Gleaming whined, her plot humping against the cool surface of the platform in an attempt to get any kind of stimulation. Something that greatly amused the King.
‘I might as well be a good husband and help my beautiful wife slut out,’ he thought standing up.
The mare with her back facing towards him didn’t even see him coming as he looked her over. First he thought about going for her pussy again but then he looked at his wet cock and then to her rear as a new thought came to him. There was still another hole that needs proper breaking. Another cherry to pop. Another pleasure to introduce this lesbian slut towards.
He wouldn’t be a good husband if he didn’t show her firsthand himself.
Now with a goal set in mind he lit his crooked horn up.
Gleaming squealed in surprise as her body suddenly was lifted up. Her legs slowly getting adjusted to stand while her front half was bend over and allowed to continue to suck the Captain’s cock. Even the cock in her hands weren’t affected, still laying as perfectly snug in her hands as ever as the King chuckled.
She wasn’t facing him again and would be fucked doggystyle like a true whore. She simply didn’t deserve a face to face fuck yet. Though maybe if she was behaving he could give it to her at her impregnation. Though first a spitroast so she could deserve it.
With that thought in mind Metamorphosis cleared his throat as he set his hot piece of meat on her ass. An action that made Gleaming shiver.
‘I-Is he going to shove it inside me again? I-I don’t want to get p-pregnant, but I still w-wouldn’t mind to feel it inside of me,’ she thought, clearly conflicted between her fidelity and her lust.
Though her eyes widened as she felt the tip suddenly touch a different hole of hers.
“I thought you looked like you needed some help my darling wife, so I decided to step in. You are going to continue sucking cock and servicing them while I simply will try out this other hole of yours.”
That got her attention and the mare wanted to try and gurgle out a protest, having heard enough stories about how this could be an unpleasant affair to be part of. Even more so with the sheer girth Metamorphosis was about to sink into her ass.
“What was that? Get it in fast?” the King mocked her and then saw the mare pouting along the cock stuffed down her throat. How she did that, he had no idea, but it was quite cute and amusing to watch. It certainly was nice to do so, right before he increased his pressure on her virgin ass, making her squirm a bit. Not that he minded. He knew she would love it in the end. In less than 20 minutes after all he made her love vaginal and oral sex with a passion. He would be surprised if he didn’t have her squealing from her butt in five minutes.
It certainly put on some resistance, but his wet pointed dick didn’t take too long before getting its tip inside. He then started to continuously shove inch after inch into her as she continued to suck and stroke his soldiers cocks.
Some precum ejaculated into her as he stretched her ass out, the whole thing still being quite the vice.
“Relax little slut,” the King cooed, suddenly leaning over and groping her still clothed and well-formed C-cups. “You will love it, if you just learn to accept my cock inside this hole. Just like you learned to love it in your other two holes.” He ended his statement with a firm squeeze on her breasts.
Gleaming moaned, as if to affirm what he was saying or maybe a reaction of her body being fondled.
Her ass started to relax a bit too, so that Metamorphosis now had it easier to pull back and ram back in, spilling some more pre, which in turn actually also helped to relax her sphincter and making it easy for him to move. It took hardly a minute for the King to give the mare a proper hip-smacking spitroast.
Gleaming herself felt a certain heat develop along the pressure that came from having a shaft violate her ass in such a manner.
‘I-It’s good too. E-Even in that dirty place,’ she thought to herself as she simply suckled on the cock in front of her while she felt her ass getting reamed by her husband. Her arousal was at an all time high. Her nipples fully erect, something the King could clearly feel even through her clothes as he groped her chest.
“Horny little whore,” he purred as he had the mare trapped in a spitroast.
It was then that the Captain of the changelings took her horn in his hands like a handle before starting to take over her movements, seemingly not satisfied enough with this distracted mare.
Gleaming felt her neck bulge yet again under another strong and thick changeling shaft. She gurgled as she felt her face getting used like an onahole while at the same time she felt her pussy tingling as her ass was forcefully taken by the King.
Each humping of the King’s hips would lurch her entire body forward into the Captain, who used this momentum to get in balls deep and occupy her esophagus completely. His balls slapped into her chin before he pulled her off by her horn, while the King pulled her by her tits back into him. A movement Gleaming by now was eagerly supporting as she moved her hips back.
While the kneading on her breasts got more insistent, so got Metamorphosis’ actions as he suddenly ripped her red uniform jacket open, letting her bra-clad mounds get some fresh air. The pink bra, matching to her panties was nice to look at, but ultimately useless to him, so he shoved it upwards to get a better better access. He took her erect nipples in his hands, kneading, pinching and twisting them, something that made the slut scream out around the cock in her mouth as her pussy squirted slightly from the stimulation.
She was so distracted, she didn’t even notice the violent pulsing of the cock in her right hand as she stroked it jerkily. Though she did notice the warm spray of seed hitting her neck, and the back of her uniform a moment later.
The mare shivered, feeling slimy spurts running down her neck and soaking right through her clothes as the changeling continued to groan loudly as he came on her. The back of her mane was also targeted, making her feel another direct hit.
As if trying to stop him and his large load, she put her hand on top of his firing prick, but that had quite the opposite effect. The cum now actively run down her arm and into her uniform making her shudder and moan some more.
Metamorphosis chuckled as she changeling pulled away from her soft hand and got back to his position, leaving the mare to marinate in the start of her first bukkake.
It was so hot that he felt himself ready to blow another load. And from the looks of it, his Captain and the other soldier were ready for it as well. So he increased his pace, smacking hard into her ass, making her moan more as her hand shakily reached down to her pussy, plugging it up with four of her fingers, trying to quench the heat in her loins.
Gleaming seemed to read the mood as her one still occupied hand was moving fast along the hot turgid length of changeling flesh, almost as if she was hoping to feel another load of spunk ruining her cherished uniform.
And moments later he did.
The changeling this time around though actually had gotten an idea from watching the last cumshot, so as he felt himself pass the point of no return, he grabbed her hand with both of his, forcing her to let go of his cock, before shoving said part of changeling anatomy right into her sleeve, groaning and letting loose his spunk right into her dressed form.
The slut didn’t seem to object, only moaning as she suddenly came. Her juices gushing out of her cunt and ruining her pants and panties below.
Her ass clenched hard, bringing the King over the edge as well, making him thrust into her one final time before he emptied his balls right into her once so innocent ass, tainting it forever.
While Gleaming quivered in bliss, she still wasn’t allowed any rest as the Captain just continued to facefuck her like a whore. Only after she was getting down from her climax did he pull his slick member out of her mouth in one fluent movement and laid it on her muzzle. A moment later he fired his seed into her face.
She sputtered as her whole face was coated in his viscous cum. Then he moved his cock into her mane, making sure to jizz into that as well and drown it in his musk, marking her as a slut.
Once he was done he stepped back. He gave a nod to the King and followed the other changeling back down.
Gleaming’s mind was still hazy, so she didn’t even notice the King dragging her ass back to his throne and him sitting down, with her in his lap, still speared on his cock. He nuzzled her dirty cheek affectionately as his still hard cock pulsed, ready for another round.
“Mine,” he purred possessively as Gleaming slowly tried to sober, but still felt the effects of the slowly working addiction on her mind.
“B-But I-I’m not,” she slightly slurred, wiping some cum off her face, before squeaking as the King turned her around to face him, but not before pushing her legs finally free with his magic of her marecum stained pants and panties. The movement was so swift that it also dislodged his cock and had her gaping ass leak his spunk. The cold rush of air on her ass as well as the jizz flowing out making her shudder as her pussy practically sat on the cum-stained cock.
She looked at him, panting, feeling still incredibly hot, biting her lip as her eyes flicked over his perfect form. A form she for some reason found very desirable now and which triggered an uncertainty in her heart.
His head then moved close to hers, “You are. Don’t lie to yourself. I know. You are already addicted to me. Your eyes are locked on me. I am making you feel greater than your beloved Cadance ever could. And once I impregnate you there will be no way back to her. No way back to your pleasure starved life. You will stay by my side forever and be filled with my cock forever, as my wife and Queen. And most importantly, you will be bred forever.”
“I-I don’t like eggs. I-I heard you do eggs!” Gleaming protested lightly making Metamorphosis laugh.
“Oh? So you do know at least a bit about changeling reproduction, huh?” he teased before composing himself again, “But no. While laying eggs is used often enough, it is the more cheap variant to produce changelings in masses, though if I want to produce Royal Changelings, or Elite Guard Changelings, I need to do it the traditional way with my virile seed. Pretty much just as you ponies do as well, only with better results. So, do you really think I will use your relatively good genes for cheap mass production?”
As if to emphasize that point he let both his hands roam over her biceps, toned thighs and muscular stomach, making the mare blush.
“U-Um...no?”
Metamorphosis then, grabbed her ass, lifting her up slightly as he gave his cock room the stand up as well, while gliding along the mare’s wet pussy lips, until his tip met them.
“W-Wait. Y-You came twice already. Y-You can’t be fit enough to cum again. S-Stallions only manage to cum once per day!”
“Oh you poor naive mare. Changelings can cum ten times a day,” Metamorphosis explained with a smug grin, making Gleaming gawk.
“T-Ten times? S-So y-you can…?”
He snorted, “Of course not,” making the mare feel a bit relieved as well as disappointed, “I can fuck through the entirety of days without a break if I hydrate and feed enough.”
“D-DAYS?!” she squeaked out.
His grin widened, seeing the clear awe and lust in her eyes. He had her.
“Yes!” the King hissed gleefully, “And all you have to do for me to show you is just beg. Beg me to ruin you forever. Beg me to put a changeling foal into your inferior womb. Beg to be mine.”
Gleaming obviously felt conflicted, but the way Metamorphosis tip circled her labia and prodded it in mock thrusts made her feel just how dependent her body was. How it was begging for her to say yes. But most important was, Gleaming even felt her mind betraying her as she at this point saw no reason to not finish what they started. It was then that a realization overcame this mare.
‘I’m already completely fucked up.’
It was simple, but powerful, yet it it relieved her in a way as well, just knowing that the fight was over. So she grinned goofily at him, her mind breaking down, all her defenses worthless in front of this majestic cock her pussy sorely needed.
“Y-Yes! I-I’m yours! Y-You own me and a-are my husband! P-Please show me a pleasure that C-Cadance could never offer me! R-Ruin me! Breed m-me! I-I need it!” Gleaming begged just as she was told to, and a moment later she was rewarded.
Her body was instantly pulled down. It took less than a second until her entire pussy was filled completely by the King’s cock, even going so far as to spread the entrance of her womb wide open. Her cunt was stretched, his pointed tip nestling into her womb. And then she came.
Only one thrust was enough for her to cum instantly. Her relief mixing with the pure ecstasy that was suddenly frying her brain, making her screech out like a banshee as she submitted completely in body and soul.
Though the King didn’t plan to give her any rest. His predatory grin said it all, making the mare tremble even mid-orgasm as she saw it.
Metamorphosis then moved. He didn’t start slow or soft. He started primal and hard. The King didn’t plan to go easy on her, he planned to make the slut on his cock cum repeatedly, over and over again until her brain would become mush, figuratively speaking.
So he pulled her up and down, up and down, feeling her walls convulse around him while he fucked her. She barely got past the first climax when he forced her right into another as his magic grabbed and twisted her clit. A loud howl followed, her slit squirting out her marecum on his lap even more. And he just continued.
The continued assault on her sensitive pussy alone prolonged each subsequent high, while he made sure his magic and cock did the rest. And he didn’t even stop there. His magic formed a replica of three of his fingers, plunging them right into the mare’s ass, causing another ecstatic outcry and a splatter of her juices.
His hands meanwhile kneaded her flank and cutie mark. The shield a real mockery now, seeing as this whore couldn’t save anyone from a changeling cock, much less herself.
He felt cum on his hands by then, the spunk being accumulated on and inside her uniform having flown down along her form and on his hands, making his fondling an even messier affair. Heck, Gleaming herself was a messy affair after he led his changeling guards have a go at her. But that was quite fun in and off itself. How he was now actively kneading his cum-stained hands on her cutie mark was quite entertaining after all. Her oh so important symbol of destiny was defiled and replaced to be nothing more than his own personal cum dumpster.
The King groaned as he felt her pussy cumming again, it was practically going crazy on his dick as he was fucking her. It was being shaped to fit into the form of his majestic pole and with that turned into a hole only for his pleasure. Not to mention his three magically constructed fingers that were continuing to sodomize her gaping ass rather forcefully.
The mare was drooling a mixture of her spit and changeling cum at that point, her eyes being rolled in the back of her head as she constantly squealed out every time his dick made her cum.
He was getting close. He could feel it. His magical fingers and hands worked faster and faster, becoming almost a blur as she was speared on his cock and stretched anally.
His ruined wife panted, and moaned even more, her brain having trouble to keep up with how he was wrecking her.
His balls were preparing, readying itself with a full batch of baby batter to pump directly into her womb as his cock hit into it with every thrust. Then as the King passed the point of no return his head lunged for her neck. He bit her there, holding her still dominantly after he hilted inside her womb.
Gleaming screamed out of a mix of pain and pleasure as steaming hot spunk flooded her womb. His cock was practically squashing the mare’s egg that was released from her ovaries against the wall of her womb as it was drowned. A vast sea of sperm filled her, making her belly bulge out and her uniform pull taut around her body before the buttons popped open, revealing her expanded belly. With that amount of virile seed it was no doubt that Gleaming was pregnant. But that wasn’t the only thing noticeable.
Just as he filled her, the King noticed her cum-stained cutie mark glowing as it tingled with magic. It seemed to soak up the changeling seed around it before being twisted into a pure mockery of its former self. In the end one could clearly discern a cum coated crown sitting atop her equally stained blue shield. And instead of a star, one could see a male symbol piercing a female symbol on it.
Metamorphosis was pleasantly surprised by this as he took his fangs off her neck and admired the new mark. It captured her new destiny greatly. A queen and a nice set of holes for him to use and enjoy his time with.
“Perfect,” he purred as he looked the by this point delirious mare in the eyes. She seemed done for, but of course as King he couldn’t have that. He promised her after all he would continue. So he stood up and went to the edge of the platform, her toned butt in his hands. He laid her down on her back while kneeling and still having his cock deep inside of her. Then he gave a mental command and instantly the throne room doors opened as a mass of changelings flooded in. Gleaming saw that, her eyes tiredly widening.
“S-So m-m-many,” she slurred out to which the King laughed.
“Indeed. While you are my wife, it also means you are responsible as the Queen to get acquainted with every changeling in the hive. In short, you will suck every single changeling dick in existence. We might as well get ahead and introduce you to your destiny my darling little cum dumpster.”
Gleaming gave a weak nod, before opening her maw widely. Instantly she saw cocks hardening and changelings buzzing her wings. Before she knew what was happening her throat was plugged.
The King enjoyed her surprised sputter as he started his own movement anew.
“Just like that my darling wife. I’m sure you will get used to it, though now I have to follow with my promise won’t I? Freeing Cadance? Though I doubt you would care about that now,” he mused but seconds later shook his head, “Though a deal is a deal, so…”
With those final words he concentrated, his horn lighting up as he connected to the hive mind. Other changelings hereby serving as relays to expanding his range and reaching the crystal cave Cadance was trapped in. He gave the command to free her unharmed. After all he had what he wanted.
As his horn dimmed again he looked back at Gleaming. She was totally immersed in her job. An example he had to follow. Might as well give her some incentive for her new line of work. With that he humped his hips into her again, making her moan.
“Now let’s make our wedding night memorable.”
8 Months later
“Y-Yes! H-Harder! F-Faster! M-My body can still take it!” Gleaming moaned as she was riding King Metamorphosis in their large luxurious bed. She was facing him, her eyes locking with his lovingly as her body did its best to move along his large rod, though the King had to support his movements with his hands on her hips by that time. His wife after all was having trouble to keep up with that highly pregnant belly she was sporting. Royal Changeling twins even!
Life certainly has been good for the King. Gleaming after all was quick to fall in place. She sucked thousands of cocks over the months and the former lesbian was by this point well trained in the ways of pleasing their meaty poles.
Not to mention that Gleaming, while she did change somewhat drastically, kept her overall charm and personality. Sure, she was a sucker for cocks, pun intended, but she also still trained, sometimes even with the other soldiers, teaching them techniques and sharing her own military knowledge with pleasure.
She even still had banters with the King, giving the pair a dynamic Gleaming found to be not unlike the one she shared with Cadance. And while she couldn’t deny that she missed the mare terribly, she also felt that things turned out for the best in a way. After all, she did fall in love with Metamorphosis just as much as she did with Cadance, so she still felt loved. Just by someone different altogether.
So, while sex was an integral part of her new life, it consisted of far more than that. She even got respected to some degree. Changelings did acknowledge her title as Queen, though at the same time they still saw her as an inferior pony. It was weird to explain in a way, though the best way to grasp it might be simply stating that during normal conversation she was more of a Queen, and during sex, she was nothing more than an inferior pony. Though life was good for her like that. At least she didn’t see it as a disadvantage in the slightest as she came to find such degrading behavior rather hot. Just thinking about it, made her moist honey pot drip all over her husbands cock.
She practically could feel herself getting closer and closer as her hips smacked down on his rod. Then just as she screamed out in another climax the door knocked.
“Your majesty! We captured an intruder!” a for her by now well-known masculine voice exclaimed.
The King nodded, “An intruder you say? Very well, bring them in!”
Then the doors opened with Gleaming facing them with her back. She didn’t know who intruded on their territory, making her briefly wonder if some lone griffon had gotten lost again. Though it was a very specific gasp from a mare that broke that very thought process down into tiny shreds.
The King scowled deeply as his wife went stiff on his body, a clear look of shock on her face.
“G-Gleaming? I-Is that you?” the familiar female voice asked.
It was then that Gleaming slowly turned around on the King’s cock to truly confirm what she was hearing. In front of her was none other than Cadance. Her first love.
The white mare blushed as she felt her naked body exposed in such a vulgar manner. Her gaze lowered as Cadance stared at her, a blush of her own springing up as she gawked, seemingly not understanding just what she was seeing.
It was an unreal feeling, trapped between happiness and uncertainty as a whole new chapter of Gleaming’s life will be unlocked and a new path will be formed for Cadance as they both meet again in the most diverse of circumstances.