Glimmer of Hope
All I wanted was Starlight Glimmer, but instead I was snapped back to reality by a sharp tug on my ginger beard. Another cock shoved into my mouth. Luminescent green and blue cum spurting down my throat. The pungent musk of the cocks made me lightheaded. My star-spangled cloak laying shredded on the floor of the cave in a thousand pieces. Even if I could muster the magic to blast back a few Changelings, I was surrounded. The chittering of Changelings was almost deafening as it bounced around the cave. I was dehydrated, malnourished, sleep deprived, and my magic had not had the time to replenish since I was ambushed by the hive. I was supposed to be meeting Starlight and the Elements of Harmony to resolve a friendship problem. Instead, I was dragged deep into this decrepit cavern before the Changelings started to have their way with my scrawny body. I could not bare my teeth and pretend to be intimidating. I should have known this was a trap, but I could not let Chrysalis and her hive escape. I wanted to help Starlight. To prove to her that I harboured no bad feelings towards her. Even after she formed that cult of anti-magic ponies.
Chrysalis’s long tongue flicked out between jagged teeth in a bottomless maw. Her tongue wormed its way deep inside me. So deep that I moaned. Her reptilian pupils dilated with glee. She smacked her lips.
“Your juiccccy, unicorn hole…” She rasped in her metallic voice. “…itssss nearly ready for my eggsss~”
“Your…” I gulped. “…excuse me…eggs?”
“Yesss…” The Changeling Queen nodded. “You’re going to be an exccccellent host.”
I felt faint. Struggling to stay conscious. I tried to mediate. I tried to wake up. This HAD to be a nightmare. I felt lumps in her otherwise sleek and slender tongue. Bumps that she deposited inside me. She made a slurping sound between each one. Breeze whistled through the holes in her chitinous limbs. She raised her rump high into the air. Wagging her tail as she continued to fill me up. I felt them. Each tiny orb as they bounced off each other.
I whimpered as her tongue slid out from under my tail. Now it fit comfortably in her mouth.
“I look forward to collecting my ssssoldiers. Thankssss for the delicioussss sssnack. Don’t worry. The ssssslime will change your body and put you into a deep sssssleep. My dronessss are going to make sssssure you’re full to bursssting.” She hissed smugly, petting the top of my head. I toppled over. My glasses slid down my muzzle and smashed on the rocky ground.
I don’t know when I passed out, but when I stirred again, Starlight was standing over me. Her horn illuminating the cave.
“Sunburst?” She asked, levitating the shards of glass. Repairing my glasses with her magic.
I nodded, trying to remember what the Changeling Queen had said to me. I touched my hooves to my belly. There was a lump! It took me a moment to realize it was growing.
“Starlight. Take me to the others. Immediately! Something very bad is about to happen.” No sooner than those words left my mouth I screamed in agony. The lump was the size of a mare heavy in foal. Starlight backed up with a look of utter terror in her purplish-blue eyes.
I convulsed in agony as I bore down. There was no more stalling. I was trying to push the eggs out, one by one as quickly as possible. I could NOT let Starlight see me like this.
“Where is he?!”
My ears pricked at the sound of that all too familiar voice.
“Let me in! I NEED TO SEE HIM!” The purple pony whinnied in panic.
Tears sprang to my eyes as I looked up at her from the gurney. Starlight nuzzled my cheek.
“S-s-Sunburst?” Her lips quivered as her gaze rested on my beach ball sized belly.
I tried to think of an excuse, but pain vaulted through my lower abdomen. I screamed so loud and shrilly that everyone had to cover their ears. Tears streamed down my cheeks.
“Get it out! GET IT OUT! I’m going to burst. I’m going to die! I’M GOING TO F**KING DIE!”
“SAVE HIM! SAVE HIM PLEASE! Hey! Wait. What are you doing?! LET GO OF ME! LET GO! HE NEEDS ME!” Starlight Glimmer screamed as she was dragged away from me --her best friend’s bedside.
Armor clad guards moved to block her view as a medical professional moved between my hind legs to deliver whatever had grown inside me --the misfortunate host. My long, slender legs were leveraged into fabric stirrups dangling from the roof of the makeshift maternity ward. I scrunched my eyes closed so hard that I saw stars. The muscles in the lining of my makeshift womb puckered around the creature as it turned sharply inside my pelvis. Raking its chitinous hooves against the flesh lining of my stomach like the blade of a knife. Bile rose into my mouth. I almost choked.
“I’m going to reach in and pull the baby out. Say something if it hurts. More than it already does. Be strong sweetie.” Nurse Redheart instructed sweetly, petting me on the head. “You’ve done an amazing job so far. It’s almost over. I can see the baby. Its crowning!”
She gasped as she handed the infant creature to a doctor for further testing. The fluids spilling from my slick makeshift entrance were so acidic that it started to corrode through the cotton towels and stainless-steel gurney. That was not the worst of it. A hoof protruded. Two hooves. With a gurgle, my belly continued to double in size and emit concerning noises.
I passed another infant and another down my makeshift birth canal. Nurse Redheart told me later that when I passed out, it seemed to be over, but I was still larger than any pony in recorded history. The nurses were able to mop up, check my vitals and breathe a sigh of relief. A respite that was stopped as I rolled over, waking myself up. The noise I made next made Redheart look over. It was a moan. The most sinful she had EVER heard. Like I was taking a dick for pleasure rather than struggling through a traumatic, painful, and unknown ordeal. Her eyes widened as something plopped out of me with a wet splat. An egg! Not like a hard-shelled dragon’s egg. It was small and soft. Like a tadpole’s egg, but about the size of a foal’s hoof. She frowned at it. Another passed before her eyes. They kept coming. She lost track of them all. They piled up on the gurney before there was too many and they started to roll off the gurney and bounce along the floor. Seemingly unharmed by the fall.
Nurse Redheart shouted for a doctor and the guards. She galloped to grab a bucket to catch them all. I cried. The eggs did not hurt like the, what I thought of as foals, emerging into the world. The eggs rubbed my sore passageway. Coating the torn and stretched flesh in a cold, soothing slime. A luminescent aphrodisiac that made me throw back my head and moan like a mare in heat. I swished my tail, trying to touch myself for the second (or third) time in my entire life. I never felt the need to touch myself since the first time as a colt. I remember thinking that I could birth these rubbery eggs forever. I had never felt better. I am embarrassed to admit it now. Even to myself. How did I get in this mess? That's right. A magic table.