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>Applebloom woke up, feeling something poking at her nipple.
>It was Violet, one of her kids, hungry for a snack.
>A few of her other kids were awake too, waiting for their food.
>Meanwhile, the baby in her belly kicked. 
>Or maybe it was its horn.
>It's been 4 month since the last insemination, so she imagine her kid's horn was still round, but she knew it wasn't for long.
>In fact, she thought, maybe that's why changeling's gestation time was so short. 
>When they grow enough, their horn sharpen until it's pointy enough to break the amniotic sac.
>Well, in any case, this one has less than a month left, she thought.
>It used to be six month, but by now their bodies almost reconditioned itself for their new purposes.
>Their breast never stop producing milk, too.
>Milk that right now, Violet was drinking out of her breast, breaking her thoughts. 
>Slowly, she picked her daughter's hooves with her hands, and shoved her away, before getting up.
>It was day, as the small cave they were trapped was slightly lit.
>Their only connection to the outside world was a small hole in the ceiling, a hole they know they'll never reach.
>Looking around, she saw Sweetie Belle, sleeping in a corner, surrounded with all her kids, all satiated and sleeping, too.
>Applebloom even recognized three of her own among them.
>She couldn't repress herself to think "Fucking slut".
>On the other side, though, she sees Scootaloo, wimpering.
>All of her kids were awake, hungry, and were starting to get rought on her.
>They needed her to show love, and the poor woman didn't know where too start.
>Slowly, feeling the child inside her, Applebloom started to walk toward her friend, a few of her children on her toes.

>Applebloom soon reached the small pack of changelings.
>By now, her friend was pinned to the ground, craddling her Wonderbolt Jersey.
>It was the only thing from the ancient world still intact, Rainbow Dash gave it to her when she became a Sophomore.
>Only a few month before the trio found this buried box who transported them to that hell.
>Right now however, Scootaloo was hugging it tightly between her swollen breasts and pregnant belly. 
>Her children were trying to rip it apart, feeding on her protecting love for the memory of her idols.
>As they hear Applebloom though, they quickly stepped back.
>Surprised, Scoot looked up.
>She sighed in relief at the sight of her friend.
>Applebloom gave her a faint smile, and without a word, positioned herself on top of her.
>Soon enough, the two naked form made contact as Applebloom kissed her friend, her belly connecting with Scoot's.
>Their outward navels touched eachother, tickling their skins, feeling their respective baby changeling in their wombs.
>Their tongues intertwined, and they quickly were lost in pleasure, Scootaloo moaning her friend's name
>But the feeling was short lived, they had to do more, Applebloom knew it.
>That's because, more than fifteen changelings were around them, in a circle, their eternal smirk on their faces.
>They knew it was feeding time, they were waiting for it with gluttony.
>While Scoot's hand slowly start to slid down to her friends pussy, love seeped out of her.
>Invisible, ectoplasmic strands of feelings that Applebloom had for Scootaloo and vice versa.
>And all of it seeped into the maws of all of their children, like an invisible web.
>Soon, they'd both feel cold, distant, unable to love each other until the changeling were satiated.
>That's why they had to keep the fire lit.

>Scootaloo's hand was furiously pumping her friend's vagina with three fingers, while using her thumb to massage the clit.
>Still kissing her friend, Applebloom moaned.
>Even after so long and her vagina well used, her friend's hand still did wonder to her.
>She felt her orgasm coming, but it was too soon.
>There was still a dozen changeling around them, not satiated.
>Applebloom breaks the kiss, and slowly stopped her friends hand.
>Before Scoots could say anything, the red haired girl turned around and prepared herself for a sixty nine.
>She looked at her friends pussy.
>Despite having already given birth to 13 changelings, and all the insemination that went with it, her friends pussy was still beautiful.
>A tight slit with a small clitoris, the outer lips only slightly outward.
>She always thought Scoot was lucky for that, though she knew the pain she must've felt each time she gave birth.
>Soon, she began to lick. Giving long strokes along the slit, from the clit to the base.
>Sometimes she just flicked her tongue at the little pink nub.
>Her friend, meanwhile, preferred to plunge her tongue in and out, trying to go as deep as she could inside her looser friend, lapping the inner juices.
>And so, for the next ten minutes, they kept this routine, their breasts resting on each other's womb, sometimes feeling their partner's baby kicking to break the pace.

>One by one, the changelings around them moved away, satiated.
>Until finally, the last changeling left. just as their orgasm came. 
>And so, for once, the women felt pure, non digested pleasure swallow her.
>Scootaloo came first, her body tensing as she moaned her lover's name.
>She didn't leave her friend hanging though, and soon Applebloom screamed in ecstasy, squirting her juices all over Scootaloo's face.
>Of course Scootaloo lapped it all, she loved her friend's Apple Juice.
>It was one of the only thing she could, taste, after all.
>They rested like that a while, panting, sweating, before Applebloom got back to her friends lips for a last kiss.
>Scoot smiled, a smile of relief, this time.
“I love you, Bloom...”.
>She snuggled her, slowly massaging her friend's pregnant belly, her head laid on the ragged jersey
“Whatever happens, I'll never abandon you, I promise...”
>Applebloom listened, looking at Sweetie Belle, sleeping on the other side. 
“I love you too, Scoot... We'll be together... forever.”
>And soon both went to sleep, entertwined in a loving embrace.
>It was true. Of course Applebloom loved her, the same love Scoot had for her.
>It was love out of desperation, and love that was slowly feeding their 14th children in the womb, but it's the only humane thing they had left now.
>Their love for each other.

Applebloom woke up, a bit hungry.
>She didn't know how long she was asleep, just that it was still daylight outside.
>Scootaloo was still hugging her tightly, so the red haired woman carefully slid out of her embrace.
>She didn't want to wake her up, sooner or later one of her hungry kids will do it anyway, probably the younger one, she should enjoy every moment of peace she had.
>Looking around, Sweetie Belle's harems hadn't moved, and most were still asleep.
>A few changelings were stretching their wings, and two were playing in a corner.
>Eat, play, sleep, that was their lives.
>Just like hers was Eat, fuck, sleep.
>It has been so ever since they came here.
>Slowly, Applebloom walked toward one of the wall of the cave, trying to find of the many tubes sprouting out of the walls.
>Quickly, she found one, and started to suck on it.
>Soon enough the fetid dark green goo came out of it.
>She never knew where it came from, she just knew it was their sole source of nutrient for all those years.
>Unconsciously, her mind drifted, thinking back to how she came here.
>She remembered how they arrived here. 

>They didn't know the tiny box Sweetie Belle had found in the attic would teleported them right into what Applebloom assume was a changeling.
>Where, surrounded by hundred of chittering black monsters, they could only stare in fear as the biggest one, the only one with a mane, said words in a language they didn't know.
>They were quickly carried to this cave, stripped, strapped a flat rock surface, their arms and legs trapped in amber, then left there, alone.

>Time went by, as the girls laid there in silence, thinking were the next meal.
>Until they flew down, the alphas, three of them. 
>They were still smaller than horses, but they were bigger than the usual drone.
>Most importantly though, was the member below their body. The first thing that could actually pass as “flesh”.
>The creatures flew towards the wall, gulped a large of liquids, before going to the girls.
>They screamed in terrors as they lowered their equine faces toward their mouths, a scream soon interrupted by a surge of goo that they were forced to swallow.
>And that's how the girls were fed for half a year, through a changeling mouth.
>They couldn't bite back or spit it out, the alphas were patient and just gave them more.
>Not only it kept them alive, but it was also how they could grow such creatures in their bodies.
>After that, the following months were painful memories for Applebloom.
>Memories of how, their limbs trapped, the three girls lost their virginities simultaneously.
>Memories of the sobbing and screaming of Sweetie Belle, and the courageous Scootaloo trying to tell her everything will be all right, while Applebloom herself was silent.
>Or how, after a month of daily fucking, they realized their bellies started to swell, and even Scootaloo couldn't find kind words to say to stop Sweetie Belle's whimpering.
>And finally how, a few months later, Sweetie Belle's water broke, and the high pitched scream she made when her first baby's horn poked out of her bleeding vagina...

>Applebloom removed her mouth from the tube.
>She shouldn't drink too much anyway, her belly full enough has it is.
>Her new task was now to wash the taste out of her mouth.
>Not that she had lots of choices in the matter.
>She quickly came back to her sleeping friend, the taste of the goo was terrible, so she was eager to drink her friend's milk afterwards.
>Carefully, she approached her face toward the C cups, and latched on the nipple.
>Milk flew in her mouth, sweet nectar in comparison to their obligatory meal.
>As the nursing continued, she heard something come back.
>Soon enough, a changelling its mouth toward the other nipple.
>Applebloom recognized it, it was Rainbow Dash.
>Well, not really Rainbow Dash.
>In fact it wasn't the first Rainbow Dash, but more Rainbow Dash #4.

>When the girls realized that their fate was sealed, they started to give names to their progenies, to have something reminding them of the old world.
>Scootaloo's upcoming third kid was Rainbow Dash.
>It's not like the first two deserved it.
>After all, when the girls were freed from the amber, after 8 month strapped to a rock and their second kids on the way, they thought their “babies” would leave them alone.
>By that point they were already half their final size, sitting all day on them, drinking their milk.
>In reality, as the alphas stopped to come by except for the next insemination, their children became their wardens. 
>They stopped any attempts to climb the wall, not that it would've succeeded.
>When Scootaloo tried to stop drinking the goo, the three of them ganged up on her to force feed her.
>And if the girls refused to give them milk, they delivered harsh punishments without remorse.
>Most of the time, they simply roughly bit on the nipple, their small fang grazing the skin.
>But sometimes they didn't hesitate to kick, and Scootaloo's rebellious side gave her a lot of bruises.
>Sweetie Belle however, complied without a word.
>Just sobbing as her baby, and often Scoot's, were drinking her nectar.
>The girls didn't realize back then that their children didn't even need their milk.
>Unconsciously however, the single act of nursing created a response in them.
>Despite what their mind was telling them, and all the hate Scootaloo was mustering, she couldn't, deep down, stop loving the act, and the creature that was doing it.
>And it's that love that the changeling were after, though Sweetie Belle was probably feeding them enough alone.
>And so, the first Rainbow Dash came, and as she felt it crawl out of her, Scootaloo knew she'd bring luck.
>That is until Rainbow Dash started to kick her too.
>And so, Rainbow Dash became Silver Spoon.
>And Scootaloo was expecting Rainbow Dash #2...

>Rainbow Dash # 4 however, was different.
>She managed to keep the name despite witnessing the birth of six other siblings, and Scootaloo sweared that she was nicer than all the others.
>She was never violent, she nursed tenderly, and sometimes even slowly licked her slit like Applebloom to calm her.
>And she could see that right now, as they were both nursing the purple haired woman.
>Of course, Applebloom thought, she was probably just gluttonous.
>She was a bit smaller than her siblings, so she compensated by becoming her mom's favorite, eating the forbidden fruit at its core.
>That's what they're all after, that's why Sweetie Belle had the biggest pack.
>Applebloom looked at Sweetie Belle with disdain.
>The white girl's belly was heaving up and down, the life within at a much earlier stage. 
>At first they didn't mind Sweetie's love for her children.
>Even though she quickly tried to excuse their violence, and gave them stupid names like “Cutie Pie”, “Sugar Bear” and “DoveyDeer”.
>After all, that's how she coped with it.
>But all that changed when Snuggles arrived.
>Most of their kids were drones, small changeling with no genders but a cloaca.
>But, for her fifth, Applebloom's belly bulged faster than usually.
>By the end of its term, it was huge, and the other girls were very worried.
>After a very painful delivery, she gave birth to the first alpha.
>Already bigger than a baby drone, by the sixth month, Thorn's member was ready to do its purpose.
>That time, only two alphas came for the month.
>And that's how Thorn became the father of Dandelion and Sunflower
>He even fucked Scootaloo three time, before his eventual disappearance.
>The drones, took roughly 6 to 8 month to mature, but then they just stayed around their mothers, waiting for a bigger, purpose.
>Alphas however, were quickly needed in the hive, so Thorn left after a year.

>Thankfully, during his stay, Thorn never fucked outside of insemination.
>He also never touched Sweetie Belle, to her dismay.
>Applebloom didn't know why, until Snuggle.
>When Sweetie's belly grew again for the ninth time, it became so big she could hardly reach around it with her arms, she was so happy.
>She couldn't wait to “have a son” and “feels him inside all the time”.
>By that point, she was pretty distanced from the duo, who only used her for a quick fuck.
>Snuggle however, grew faster than any other changeling before.
>When the next insemination came, around 6 month old, he was already as big as Thorn before his departure.
>And so, the fucking began.
>Somehow, she had convinced him to fuck her at all time.
>Each day, Applebloom and Scootaloo had to bear her moans and the squelching sounds of her vagina.
>And each day, Snuggle and his member, grew slightly bigger.
>By the eight month, his penis was as big as a pole.
>Applebloom wondered how Sweetie Belle could fit it inside.
>Her cunt was already overstretched, and her body shook with each pounding he gave.
>Yet she was still moaning, calling him her big baby.
>Until the moans turned to screams.
>He didn't stop, of course, he didn't realize what was happening as he was breaching her cervix, the woman screaming in pain.
>He didn't realize when water started to flow that he had just killed his son.
>He was just a dumb, overfed giant, he just wanted more love, and was a liability.
>And so, as Sweetie Belle was crying, a visquous mass in her arms, the alphas came back in advance.
>And Applebloom witnessed a changeling death.
>Sweetie Belle cried for three days
>The first for her baby, the second for Snuggles
>The third, when another alpha came back so that she could serve her purpose again, for his huge dick...

>What a slut, Applebloom thought.
>Sweetie became a shut-in since then, always staying with her “babies”, feeding them all the love they wanted while ignoring her old friends.
>Not that she cared, her own link with Scootaloo only grew stronger.
>She wasn't even a good lick anymore. Her cunt was a cavern now, and her huge meat flaps were a shame for such a slim figure.
>She was just a weak willed slut, no wonder she was feeding the most.

>Scootaloo woke up, feeling her breast being emptied.
>She know who it was, and slowly started to pet her little changeling.
>Soon she was up and against the wall, stuffing her already huge belly.
>Of course, she followed it up by a mouthful of her lover's milk.
>Along with the feeding time, it was their routine.
>As she was drinking the nectar from her friend's big breast, however, their eyes met.
>And Scoot saw the reflection of the day in Applebloom's sad eyes.
>She remembered what she said yesterday, despite all their affection, they never spoke.
>Yet yesterday she did, and it struck.
>She knew that, if she really loved her Applebloom, she had get them out of there.
>She still had her small wings, but she never flew higher than a couple of feet with them, her children never bothered with her, as they knew. At worse they could fly her down.
>She also looked down at her swelling middle, she was almost at her heaviest, it was the worst moment to do it.
>But right now, she didn't care, none of them were paying attention to her, and she had the will. She HAD to try.
>Slowly, she moved away from her friend, and started to flap her wings.
>Applebloom watched, expecting another failure.
>Yet soon enough, the flapping intensified, and the purple woman's feet rose above the ground.
>5 feet... ten feet... fifteen feet.
>This was higher than ever before, and Scotaloo was still going, fixing the sunlight.
>Applebloom eyes widened, hope slowly lit inside her heart for once, she actually thought her friend would be able to..

>A mewl pierced the silence.
>Both Applebloom and Scootaloo turned their eyes.
>They never spoke before, when they played, when they fought, when they asked for a meal, when they were angry at their mothers.
>They never, ever, emitted a sound, aside from a few chittering, the flap of their wings, and the clopping of their hooves.
>Yet there was a little changeling, mewling at her mother.
>It was Rainbow Dash.
>She could fly up to her, or stop her, but she was just sitting on the ground.
>Staring her with her light blue, pleading eyes.
>Applebloom looked at Scootaloo, she knew what was happening to her.
>Tears swelled her eyes, doubt raced through her mind.
>Before long, the woman stopped flapping and slowly came back to the ground.
>Her eyes were like a fountain as the little changeling trotted up to her and licked her face.
>Scootaloo knew now that it was too late, she knew she probably blew her last chance to escape.
>Yet as the changeling once again went for her nipple , she knew she loved her.
>She was as responsible as the others of her misery, eating her love like a tiny baby.
>Yet she loved her.


>Applebloom looked away, furious.
>She did it on purpose, that little shit of a changeling just waited for such a moment to pull that off.
>Now, she'll never have the will to leave her again.
>Even though the only differences with the other kids was she was less rude when she ate.
>She reached her “pack” and laid down against one of her child.
>She couldn't see the holes in the hooves well, but assumed it was Daisy.
>Yet again, she tried to sleep. She didnt want to be angry at Scoot for the next feeding time.
>Her head rested on the monster's belly, just below the wings, and despite the chitinous armor, she could feels its heart.

>The woman wondered how such a thing could have a heart.
>After all, they never showed compassion for them, unless they knew they could feed off it, she just witnessed that.
>Yet as she tried to sleep to the sound of the harmonious beating, she couldn't shave the mewl off her mind.
>They had a heart, she knew it, they were just too weak willed to help them.
>Slowly, unconsciously, her hands massaged her belly, calling for the baby drone inside.
>Sure enough, she felt a response, a tiny kick.
>She started to think of names for her baby.
>She always to nature, to remind herself of little garden behind her house.
>But she already used most of the flowers she could remember.
>Then, the name of Tulip came by.
>A smile beamed on her face, she had it.
>Back in her garden, she always had a few bright red tulips.
>They matched her hair, and knew it matched the fiery determination of her spirit.
>Of course, she thought of Poppy, Poppy was one of her earliest and was currently sleeping with Sweetie's herd.
>But, Applebloom quickly realized, that's because she didn't gave it the chance, she always gave them just what they needed to leave her alone, and never really “loved” them.
>Tulip will be different, though, she know it will.
>Applebloom will make sure to give it all the love she could give and all the milk her big breast could carry.
>Then, one day, Tulip'll realize the pain of her situation, and help her escape.
>Those unusually happy thoughts in mind, Applebloom drifted to sleep, expecting her baby more than ever.
>Tulip will save her, she knew it.
>That's what her maternal instinct told her.


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