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For better or worse, you agreed to Cheese Leg's request
>the heavy dose on pheromones she pumped into the room to the point you were borderline shitfaced might have had something to do with it
>wasting no time, Chrysalis moved in and planted a sloppy kiss tongue and all before you could protest
>not that you were going to
>tasted kinda like gooey mint
>not bad, not bad at-
>wait, why was your mouth going numb?
>you're entire body went limp as your body landed on the bed
>you could see the grin on her face
>"Don't worry, my little treat. It's only temporary"
>she crawled over your immobile form towards your face, grinning
>the paralyzing venom still dripping from her front fangs
>"Now then, lets begin"
>her horn glowing she telekinetically rips your pants off, exposing your half flaccid "Lil Anon" to the Queen
>"Hmm, good thing I numbed you when I did. Any more stiff and things might have gotten...uncomfortable for you"
>wait, wha?
>"But never mind that, on to business!"
>and with that, she began to lubricate the entirety of your length with her tongue
>and while you could see all this from your perspective
>you could feel a bit of it or "react" to it
>damnit
>she then slowly guided her forked tongue back up to your tip
>the pink prongs feeling towards the entrance
>what in the world was she-
>and with an abrupt thrust, she jammed her tongue down your urethra
>you had to cast your eyes up at this point
>your drugged brain didn't want to process what was taking place
>you could hear a sound
>like someone dry heaving
>and with crescendo, you could hear what sounded like her vomiting
>but no sound of it hitting the sheets
>what immediately registered was a terrifying sense of pressure building down low
>morbid curiosity made you steal a glance
>your eyes immediately shot back up
>your member was grossly engorged
>leaking some green substance
>her tongue pumping it down in heaves
>jesuschirstwhatthefuckamIlookingat?
>you wanted to yell, scream, anything
>all you could do was lay there
>the sense of pressure down there building
>oh god, you're going to rupture
>the noise continued
>just when the pressure became near unbearable, it all stopped
>with a slurping sound, cheese legs retracted her tongue
>some off the green junk leaking out
>"Annd done, lets see how you handle one"
>she leaned in close again
>"and remember, to give it lots and lots of love"
>and with one final kiss, your brain switched off
>hours later
>your eyes slowly fluttered open
>what the hell did you do last night?
>foggy memories began to reconnect
>drinks
>chatting with a hot mare
>suddenly cheese legs-
>wait a minute
>your eyes snap wide open and you throw back the bed sheets
>you gasped
>your junk was...well, fucked up looking
>your "gems" looked twice their normal size with an unsettling teal tinge from whatever cheese legs had pumped inside
>with a tentative feel, you give it a grope
>you immediately retract the hand
>it was still partially deadened but still sore
>but that wasn't what caught your attention
>you felt something solid in the midst of the goopy mass
>you were at a lose for words
>you flopped back on the bed
>your balls painfully jiggle from the ripple in the bed
>now what?
>1 week later
>you've gotten a bit of a rhythm despite your situation
>which was simply hole up in your house and wait for this to blow over
>your junk had gotten over sensitive in that time
>So with the extra free time, you "fiddle around" a bit
>However when it came time for an orgasm, nothing came out
>whatever cheese legs had pumped you with was blocking the way
>and each time, your sack got a fraction bigger
>it had managed to go from the size of a softball to that of a grapefruit
>that wasn't what made you stop however
>about halfway through the week, you felt something squirming inside
>most unsettling fucking thing of your life
>you didn't dare go to a doctor
>for all you knew you'd wind up in the pony equivalent of Area 51
>so here you were
>laying in the bed
>starring at the wobbling mass between your thighs
>you were apprehensively hoping Bug Queen would show up and at the very least explain what the hell she did to you
>hoping wasn't going to make it happen sadly
>starring at your engorged junk, your libido started to taunt you
>but it was currently attached to a jiggling mass of green
>still....maybe just One more Ole Fashion
>giving your junk one last good working, you collapsed back flat on the bed
>you could "finish" all the way, but it did provide some sense of relief
>laying there panting, you felt a throbbing down low again
>like someone was stimulating you
>you looked down, half expecting Chrysalis to be down there
>it was just you and your junk
>which was currently twitching
>you reach but before you can make contact, your overly engorged scrotum clenched, sending a ripple of twisted pain and pleasure
>you flop your head back on the bed panting
>what the hell was happening ?
>another clenching sensation racked your scrotum
>this time you felt something give followed by a wet sensation
>looking down, you saw green stuff leaking out
>and you were at full mast
>you gritted your teeth as the sensation came sooner and sooner
>suddenly, your body auto-gasmed
>when it subsided, you felt a sense of pressure in your urethra
>looking down, you saw a knotted mass at the base of your Lil Anon
>another orgasm rocked you
>the mass grew in size
>and it was slowly traveling up your length
>you gave the sheets a deathgrib as the orgasms came one after the other
>the building pressure was driving you insane
>you felt a sudden shift in weight
>peeking though strained eyes, you saw your length swollen to disturbing proportions
>and it was moving
>yep, keeping the eyes shut
>the pressure was beginning to become unbearable 
>the small tinges of pain were starting to become stronger
>it felt like something was about to rip
>and then, you felt something give
>not opening em, not opening em
>you heard something squeak
>you opened your eyes
>what you saw what the most bizarre display of cuteness
>emerged halfway out of your junk, was a changeling nymph starring at you with it's big blue eyes
>it looked like it wasn't sure whether it was supposed to cry or not
>oh so carefully, you reached out and cupped under the baby's arms 
>taking a sharp breath, you gave a mighty tug, and pulled the remainder of the nymph out of your body
>a torrent of green goop gushing out behind it
>with the cold air hitting the infant full force, it finally resorted to crying
"shh, I got you"
>carefully, you grabbed one of the few blankets that wasn't coated in goop and bundled up the changeling
>you were still dumbfounded by all this,
>but at least it was over
>sorta
"Everything's going to be fine" you say to the small thing as it finally quiets down and snuggles up again you
"at least after I have a few words with your mother"
3 days pass
>the swelling has finally gone down
>the green goop seemed to be responsible 
>you nymph has since grown to the pony equivalent of a toddler
>you were also going to need to figure out how to feed a changeling
>right on time, cue Chrysalis barging into your home again
>"Oh Anon, I'm hooome! Now where's that bundle of-"
>she stopped as she popped her head in the kitchen
>you had your nymph is a highstool
>trying to the classic "airplane" method of trying to get your nymph to eat
>it's only response is to look away in disgust
>Cheese Legs stared at the spectacle for a moment before bursting out laughing
>you finally noticed her
"What?"
>"Don't you know anything about changelings?"
"I know this little guy hasn't eaten since he popped out"
>"You dolt, changelings aren't supposed to eat physical food. They feed on love"
>She levitated the nymph towards herself
>"Here, let me show you"
>she look like she was about to exhale on him when she stopped and seemed to inspect the baby closer
>"Odd, this nymph isn't hungry"
"What do you mean?"
>the Queen gave her progeny a sniff before leaning towards you and giving another
>She quipped an eyebrow
>"Interesting. He's been feeding off your love"
"Really?"
>"Yes, all those times you held him, calmed him, maybe hummed something to him. It all gives off love."
"Well, so much for buying all that baby food"
>The queen was still looking at the changeling nymph
>"Genuine love...." she looked back at you
>"You really care about this child, don't you?"
"Well, he DID kinda pop out of me"
>"An actual bond..." she seemed to be weighing something in her mind
>"I was going to take him back with me, but...."
>she levitated the child back into your arms
>the nymph immediately buried his face in your chest
>"I think he might be better off in your care, at least more healthy anyway"
"Any other sage advice you have for changelings?"
>"Just keep him inside until he starts trying to shape shift. Just show him a picture of a pony, he can do the rest"
>she was heading for the door
"Wait"
>she glanced over her shoulder at you
"Why did you do all this? Why me specifically?"
>"Why?"
>She pondered for a moment before she donned a toothy grin
>"Because I could....and I could do it again"
>it took a second for you to register what she was offering to you
>Again
"Maybe some other time"
>"Suit yourself"
>and like that, she was gone

>You are Anon
>father to a changeling under some of the strangest of circumstances
>and you couldn't be happier