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Customized by the Hive

Part 1

For faceless_lord

By Draconicon

Applejack was used to taking little catnaps during the day, catching her rest where she could between hard shifts collecting apples from the trees and planting new ones. Considering that her beds were tucked up in the roots of the trees and from the occasional improvised hammock that she put together, she was used to waking up somewhere different to where she'd fallen asleep.

This, however, had to take the cake as the weirdest and most unsettling place that she'd ever seen. There was no earth here, but stone, and the walls were covered in little crystals that poked out of the walls. Clear, not black, so it wasn't the return of Sombra or something horrible like that, but there were other things that made it worse.

"Nnngh...come on...dagnabbit, let me go!"

She pulled at one arm, then the other, but neither obeyed. There was a slight hint of something giving, but no more. It was like she was pulling on gum or taffy, only a hundred times stronger. Gritting her teeth, the muscular mare threw her whole body forward, hoping that her own weight would be enough to snap it.

It came close, but close didn't bring the apples home. She slammed backwards, thumping against the stone hard enough to knock the air out of her lungs, and she gasped for breath as she slumped forward against whatever was holding her back.

"What in tarnation..."

"I wondered how long it would take for you to wake up, Applejack," a hissing, almost multi-toned voice whispered from the shadows. "It's been a long time."

"What? Who's there?" Applejack called out. "I can hear ya, but I can't see ya."

"All will be revealed in time," the voice said, chuckling. "Don't worry. You'll be safe here. Safe, and protected."

"Where the hay is here? I didn't say ya could take me away from work. I didn't even ask for a day off yet."

"Don't worry. Nobody will know you're gone."

"Nobody? Ya bet your hat someone will notice. I'm Applejack!"

"Don't worry. We know how to take care of that. Now."

A soft hum, followed by a tink-tink, filled the air. One of the crystals shattered on the wall, a piece of it floating to her. It was sheathed in green light, and her eyes went wide. She recognized that magic.

Changelings.

The shapeshifting bug-ponies of Equestria were among the most dangerous, deceptive foes that she and the rest of her friends had faced during their time as young fillies, and they had remained a problem afterward. If they were back, and nobody else knew that they'd returned, then -

"H-hey, what are you doing?!" Applejack yelped as the sharp piece of crystal came closer and closer to the jeans she wore. "What are ya doing with that?"

"Just clearing the obstacles out of the way."

Slick, snip, slice. The crystal swished up and down, cutting rips through her jeans until the denim was sliced to bits. It fell in rags at her feet, exposing her crotch, leaving her completely bare down there. Considering the uncomfortable nature of working all day in the sort of tight, 'proper' underwear that the rest of the kingdom preferred, she'd gone out to work with nothing on under her jean shorts. Now, she was starting to regret it.

"Such a naughty girl," the voice said, the crystal bobbing up and down, almost like a wagging finger. "Then again, that will make you that much more useful to us."

"Yeah? What makes ya think I'll let ya do anything to me, much less for ya?"

"You won't have a choice."

"Heh, I'm the mare that stands for the Element of Honesty, right? So listen to me when I tell ya, I'll never help you."

"We will see."

The crystal turned around, the blunt bottom facing just over her crotch. She blinked at the sight of it, wondering what the changelings could be thinking. It was just a sharp piece of rock, what the hay could they do with that? Yet, the green magic shimmered all the brighter, even as it came closer and closer until -

The blunt side pressed against her just above her clit, and she gasped at the sudden warmth that flooded through her. Her knees slammed together as she closed her thighs, her pussy clenching hard between her legs as she huffed and puffed, whimpering under her breath as she went from dry to soaked in the space of two seconds. The crystal turned, almost like it was burrowing itself into her crotch, the pointed part sticking up and...and was it starting to flatten? It looked like it was changing shape, almost.

"What...what the hay...are ya doing...to me?" she panted.

"Nothing that you won't thank us for later."

"Nnnngh..."

Applejack would have collapsed if it wasn't for the fact that she was tied up. As it was, she still put a great deal of strain on her arms, almost falling face-first to the ground, and she could feel the sticky stuff on her arms pulled to its limits. She panted, her breasts hanging forward in the tied-off shirt she wore, and she groaned as the crystal throbbed almost like her clit might have done when she was in heat.

The crystal kept changing shape, too, getting flat along the tip, rounder along the sides. Gone were the rougher parts that looked like a rock, turning into something that was smooth and round. It pointed forward and bobbed up and down, almost like...like...

It took the crystal taking on a flared shape at the tip to make her realize what it looked like. It looked like a dick, a fat pony cock that was getting stiffer and stiffer. It pumped her with waves of pleasure, making her pussy clench down on nothing, making her eyes roll back in their sockets as she tried to stay standing. Her toes curled in her boots, leaving her whimpering, shaking from head to toe.

"Nnngh...ah...ah..."

"That's it. It will need some time to grow, of course, but you'll have a proper cock before long."

"Why...why..."

Celestia, she could hardly talk. She was scant seconds from being a drooling moron, for that matter, her mouth hanging open, her nipples going hard under her shirt. The pulsing pleasure was worse than anything that she had ever gotten from her pussy, her girl parts never getting this insistent on getting attention.

Why? Why the hay was it this bad?

The voice didn't answer, and she was forced to hang there as the crystal finally stopped burrowing into her. The cock bit stuck out by about six inches, but she could feel it buzzing, vibrating, throbbing. Every so often, she looked down and it was that little bit longer, a half-inch or less longer, but it was obviously still growing. It was impossibly smooth, reminding her that it was a rock rather than flesh, but -

"Nnngh!"

It throbbed upwards, and she bucked her hips as if it was pulling her along with it. The pleasure, the pleasure, oh it was strong. She struggled to keep her mouth closed, her jaw aching from keeping the moans back. She thrust once, twice, three times, almost like she was on the verge of cumming before she managed to get control of herself again.

"Ah...ah..."

"Oh, what's the matter? Too much?"

"Nnngh...when I get outta here..."

"When you do, you will be nothing more than a battery for the hive."

"Nnngh...I won't...I swear..."

"We'll see if you're lying, Applejack. Even to yourself."

The mare stiffened in her restraints, shaking her head. She'd hold strong. She swore, she would hold strong. When this was over, she'd get out, and she'd find the rest of her friends. They'd take the hive down, and the changelings would never threaten Equestria again. All she had to do was be strong.

The pleasure kept pulsing through her, though, and every time that it hit her again, she felt the needs spike inside of her. The whole thing was more than she had ever imagined, and she kept curling her toes, biting her tongue, trying not to think about the way that she was drooling worse than any heat had ever left her. Her ass cheeks clenched, her tail flicked, her ears were pulled flat. Her breath came hard and ragged, and her cheeks burned constantly in a blush of utter humiliation.

"Nnnnngh..."

"How does it feel, knowing that you've been moaning for nearly an hour?" the voice asked.

"It ain't been that long! And I'm not moaning, dagna-aaaaaabbit!"

She arched her back, thrusting forward. Six inches, seven, eight. Eight inches now, that was how long the crystal cock was. It looked more real, too, little lines in the rock starting to take on the appearance of veins in the shaft. Applejack slumped back against the rock behind her, panting for breath, shivering as she swore that something else was starting to push down from under the shaft. There was some new weight rubbing against her clit, something that was dragging her attention down to it.

Not balls. Ya can't be giving me balls...

But what if they were? What if that was exactly what was happening to her?

Applejack shook her head, but another pulse of pleasure followed. This time, there was no stopping the moans that followed, and she actually came. Her pussy clenched, she squirted on the floor, and the following spasms of pleasure running through her body were so strong that she blacked out entirely.

#

When she woke up next, she was hanging from the ceiling. No longer pressed against the wall, her arms were held against the top of the room. She looked up to see that her wrists were encased in resin, and her legs were pushed apart by a rod of the same stuff that was attached to two locked bands at her thighs. It forced them apart, opened up her pussy, and it kept her from kicking at all.

Worst of all, her cock had continued growing in her sleep. It was up to nine inches now, and there was no question that there was something growing under it, something that was getting even bigger. The rock shape had almost completely faded now, the crystal slowly turning into something more life-like. The only rock-like qualities that remained were the strange shine to it and the stiffness that never seemed to fade.

She panted again, feeling it throbbing, almost wishing that she could feel the liquid that so obviously wanted to pass through dripping off the flare. She groaned every time that it bobbed and bounced, throbbing up and slapping near to her stomach, then falling down again.

Someone had taken her top from her while she'd been unconscious, she realized. Her breasts were out in the open, and there were little green things on her nipples. Not covering them, but smeared on them. The only bit of clothes she still had were her boots.

"Ugh...I'm gonna buck someone right through the wall when I get outta this..."

"For the Element of Honesty, you lie to yourself a lot," that voice said, soft, womanly. "Why do you keep doing that?"

"It ain't a lie if I do it."

"Then you better do it. Otherwise, you will be a liar."

From the darkness that marked the exit to the room, two figures stepped in. They would have looked like stallions from Ponyville, except that they were green-eyed, glowing with the same power of all the other changelings. She gritted her teeth as they walked up, blue and red in color, and they were completely naked. Their cocks stood up, stiff and hard, and they oozed with glowing green pre-cum.

"Ya think ya can take me? I tell ya, I dealt with rougher boys when I was just a filly. Come on. Ya think ya can take me, go on and - nnnngh!"

She gasped as the green goo on her nipples suddenly glowed, tightening and pinching at them. A hissing breath left her lips, but worse, a little bit of her juices started to glow again. She panted, her nethers clenching on nothing, her crystal cock rising and falling again, looking realer by the second.

As the impromptu goo clamps on her chest pulled on her nipples, pinching and teasing them hard, the two changeling stallions walked right up to her. They grabbed at her boots, slowly pulling them off. Applejack curled her toes tight, twisting her feet from side to side, but no matter what she did, all it did was delay them a little bit.

Her right boot came off, then the left. The undersides of her feet were already wet with sweat, no doubt from wearing the boots for too long, but the fact that they were finally bare only made her all the more humiliated for being naked. Her cheeks burned hotter than ever, and her breath came faster.

"I swear...swear to Celestia...I'm gonna...I'm gonna..."

There were no words for what she was gonna do. She just wanted to see them pounded right into the floor. The fact that they were just grinning at her, the way that they were throbbing and twitching almost in mockery of her crystal cock, just made it worse.

One of them grabbed her by the ankle, running his hands along the bottom of her foot. She glared at him.

"Let me go!"

"Make me, sexy-foot."

Sexy-foot?

Before she could even process that, the other one grabbed her other foot, rubbing his fingers along the bottom of her foot. She gritted her teeth, trying to pull her legs up, but the rod between her legs kept them still, kept them pointed. There was nothing she could do as they touched her, fondled her, rubbed her feet from heel to toe. It was embarrassing, and she didn't know what to say to it. It was almost like they were taking some sort of pleasure out of touching her.

Then they grabbed their cocks, each tapping their dicks against her feet. They left slime behind, slime that glowed as green as the stuff on her nipples.

"What - is this your jizz? Ooooh, you boys are gonna git got!"

She tried to stomp, kick, anything, but her body didn't want to obey. Nothing happened. All she could do was swing slightly by her wrists, and that only made her arms ache all the more. She groaned, leaning her head back, helpless to do anything but let them do what they wanted to her feet.

It didn't take them long to smear the undersides of her sweaty soles with their slime, and when they did, they smiled at her. They seemed almost proud of what they had accomplished, somehow. She had no idea what it would do to her, but it couldn't be good.

Just when she thought they were done, though, they each grabbed hold of her crystal cock. She gasped, arching her back as they laid hands on the sensitive thing, stroking it from the base to the flared head and back down again. She was so big that they needed to both work at it to get it done now, and she gasped and panted, moaned and trembled, feeling like she was getting goosebumps from head to toe.

The sheer sensitivity of that part was beyond anything that she had felt before. Her clit was sensitive, but nothing like this. The new dick was so -

"Nnngh!"

One leaned in and licked the tip, and she swore that she almost came right then and there. Almost, almost, so close, but not quite. The other leaned in, did the same -

"AH!"

She screamed as the shock of pleasure went right down the crystal cock, hitting her right in the core before fading away. She panted for air, gasping for breath, and she could hardly tell up from down.

Hanging from the resin against her wrists, she whimpered as they took turns licking her cock, bringing her right to the edge and holding her there. She wanted to cum, desperately needed to cum, but this time, it just wasn't happening. Every little tease, stroke, lick, and, yes, even the occasional slap to the crystal cock felt like it should have made her cum, but all it did was drag out the pleasure that she was feeling.

"Ah...ah...ah..."

She was panting for breath, her tongue hanging out of her mouth, her eyes rolling back in their sockets as she hung and swung, thrust and bucked against their touch. The dignity that she'd been trying to hold onto was fading fast.

"Nnngh..."

Grunts, moans, gasps. That was all she could let out now. Gone were the threats, gone were the little vague things that she wanted to do to them when she got free. All she could do was beg, now. Beg for the chance to cum. Beg for the chance to get off. Beg, beg, beg, beg, beg.

The pleasure kept growing, her eyes rolling back again, and again, and again. She wanted to get off, wanted to do something. Her pussy clenched on nothing, and her tail went up, exposing her ass cheeks, showing off every little curve, every bit of muscle that ran through her long legs.

"Nnngh...please..."

The words came unbidden, and she was humiliated that they even passed her lips. Yet, at the same time, she couldn't hold them back. She needed this. Needed it worse than anything that she had ever needed in her life.

"Please..."

The changeling stallions did not stop. One moved to her tip, and the other moved to her balls. Tongues flicked over them, sucking on the sensitive head, sending wonderful spikes of pleasure through her sac. She arched her back, thrust, fucked, ground her cock against the mouth and tongue of the one sucking her, but...

But...

But it wasn't enough!

"AAAAGH!"

She screamed, twisting back and forth in her bindings, feeling like she was slowly losing her mind. She wanted them to stop, she wanted them to push her over the edge. She wanted so much, and she couldn't get any of it. All she could do was hang there and hope that something would break this stalemate.

#

Hours passed, maybe even days. Something came to her at one point, pushing water down her throat, feeding her something, but she was so drained that she could barely focus on it for the seconds that it took to clear her mouth before she was back to paying attention to the teasing of her cock.

Yes, a cock. Proper cock. It was a cock now, not just a crystal cock. The unnatural shine was gone, and so was the smoothness. The only thing that made it look like a rock now was just how hard it was, and even that was something closer to just natural, supreme arousal.

She was lost in her own head, drool running down one side of her face as she humped against - what was pressing against her now? Feet? Yes, a foot. A foot that ground down on the front of her cock, pressing it up against her belly. She arched her back, fucking her cock against that sole, feeling the soft, sweaty flesh making it so easy to thrust away. Forward, back, forward, back, her eyes drawn back in their sockets, feeling that need for her orgasm staying steady. It was a fog in her mind, a desperate need that overwhelmed all other thoughts. Fear, anger, all that stuff was still there, but it was under the horniness that was running her now.

Please...please...

She didn't have words anymore. They didn't make sense to her, and she didn't know how to use them. All she knew was that she wanted to cum. Desperately wanted it. It was the biggest urge for her, the biggest call, the biggest priority.

Please...

Suddenly, the toes on her cock clenched hard right around the flare. Applejack gasped, her eyes going wide, and she screamed again as that foot started pumping her properly. No longer just something that she was humping against, it was grinding down on her, fucking her cock, stroking between the toes.

"Ah ah ah ah AHHHHHHH!"

The mare moaned out loud, her needs so close to being fulfilled. She felt like there was a dam in her cock that was coming down, some barrier that had been keeping those full balls from emptying themselves coming lose. She thrust, she was pushed back, the toes rubbed against the head of her shaft -

Something in the tip finally opened. A little hole, something that was barely big enough to qualify as a urethra, and that was the end of it.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!"

Applejack moan-screamed at the top of her lungs, thrusting her hips forward as her balls felt like they were fit to burst. Her eyes rolled back in her head as she came, feeling like she was pissing cum from how much was shooting through her cock. The orgasm hit her like lightning, rushing through her muscles, leaving her spasming in pleasure from head to toe. Her toes curled, then fanned, then curled again, her soles wrinkling. Her nipples felt hard and tight, her body shifted between tight spasms and pleasurable limpness.

Through it all, her cock jumped and danced, twitching up and down, spitting all the stuff that had been pent up throughout the day. She could feel it all getting drained, milked from her by that one talented foot. It kept coming, the pleasure shocking her, zapping her, draining her just as her balls were being drained right then.

It kept going and going, and she kept screaming, moaning, and gasping for more. For the first time in who knew how long, she was feeling somewhere close to satisfied, the foggy need in her mind getting burned out.

More...more...

She got more, alright. The stereotype of a mare's orgasm lasting longer than a stallion's was put to the test as Applejack kept cumming, her breath coming in shallow gasps by the end of it. The floor and wall were painted white, and so was the foot that was responsible for her pleasures. She moaned, hanging limp again.

"Ah...ah...ah..."

"Wasn't that pleasurable, Applejack?"

That voice was back. Applejack groaned as she forced herself to lift her head, knowing that it was right in front of her. A horn, jagged and glowing green, was right in front of her. She lifted her head that little bit more, and there she was.

Chrysalis, queen of the changelings, stood before her. Naked as she was, Chrysalis's assets were as on display as her arrogance and her power. She was thick, curvy in the chest and hips, and at her crotch was, not a cock, but an ovipositor. It looked rather similar to a cock, admittedly, but it wasn't one. It was there purely for the deposit of eggs, and she shivered at the idea of feeling something like that inside of her.

Chrysalis patted her cheek, chuckling.

"You're well on your way, Applejack. Soon, you'll be exactly what we need to start our plans."

"Mmmph...what plans?"

"The plans to return to our rightful place. We were so close before. All those ponies, waiting to fulfill their rightful duty as our food, our life force. So many that would have given us love. Or, at least, lust."

"I won't...help ya..."

Chrysalis chuckled, shaking her head. Applejack groaned, trying to ignore the bug-queen's amusement. She wanted to believe that she had a chance to resist this woman, but after that powerful orgasm, that powerful pleasure that had nearly stopped her from being able to think at all, she was starting to rethink things a bit.

Where's my friends? she wondered. Where's Twilight? Where's Pinkie and Fluttershy? Where's Rainbow Dash? Where's Rarity?

They weren't anywhere to be seen. If she'd been gone for more than a day, and by now, she was sure that she had been, she would have thought that at least one of them would have started looking for her by now. Except...

She groaned, and Chrysalis chuckled.

"You finally figured it out."

"Ya replaced me, didn't ya?"

"Yes, we did. It won't last forever, but it will last long enough to finish breaking you. After all, you've already tasted the pleasure that this can give you..."

It was a gentle grip around her new cock, but it was still enough to have Applejack gasping from her own sensitivity. She groaned under her breath, huffing and puffing as she hung from her restraints. She could see past her cock to the cum pool under one of the queen's feet, and realized that it had been the changeling queen pushing her over the edge there at the end. No wonder it felt so good.

"It would be a shame to stop after just one, wouldn't it?"

"Mmmph...let go..."

"Oh, I will. But only so that the others can have their turn."

"What...what da ya mean, others?"

"The rest of the hive, of course."

That orgasm had nearly blown her right back to unconsciousness. If they were going to push her further, she didn't know if she could take it. Applejack groaned, trying to pull her hips back, only for the changeling queen to get a grip on her balls. She gasped, feeling just how sensitive those new orbs were, and she shivered from head to toe as they were tugged, rubbed, teased.

"That's right, little girl. I'm going to teach you how to be a good little slave to the hive. First, a little addiction to pleasure. And then...Heh...we'll see how long you last. Sooner or later, you will become another source of food for us. With that connection to the elements of harmony, I'm sure that you will provide us with a great deal of sustenance."

The queen stepped away, and her drones stepped forward. Some were male-ish, others were more like women, but they all had the same sort of cocks. They swarmed around her, and Applejack screamed...in pleasure.

#

Hours passed, and every moment within those hours was spent moaning as the changelings explored her body. Edging, teasing, finding whatever sensitive spots she had and targeting them. They would tease her breasts and nipples, would spank her and bounce her ass, but more and more, they focused all of their attention on her dagnabbed cock.

It was constantly throbbing, bouncing, twitching for attention, and she kept feeling them drawing their fingers along it, then their tongues, and then their feet. She felt them working her constantly, sometimes rubbing their dicks up against her, smearing her with slimy pre-cum, and then rubbing her again now that she was completely soaked up and slippery.

She was taught the pleasures of her new cock from every possible angle, from handjobs to blowjobs to footjobs to actually shoving her cock into some of the changelings. She had it buried in one hole after another, never quite to the point of orgasm, but always giving the changeling that mounted her what it wanted. The mare was so close to it that she was on the verge of screaming every second of the teasing session.

In, out, in, out. If her cock wasn't covered by a hand or foot, then it was in another hole, filling the changeling in question, giving it what it wanted and nothing of what she needed. Her body was covered in sweat in short order, and it stayed that way.

"Please, please, please, please..."

The word had lost all meaning, but it was the only thing she could say. The edging continued, dragging her further and further, back into that hazy fog that she had started in, that fog that had consumed her until Chrysalis gave her that first orgasm. She was lost in it, begging, pleading for an orgasm that she hadn't wanted, but now wanted more than anything else.

When they gave it to her, it burned the fog away. She woke up, gasping and dripping, and another part of the wall would be painted with all the seed that she had been edged to make. The pleasure would burn through her, leaving her gasping, moaning, relaxed...happy.

It shouldn't have made her happy, but it did. There was something wonderful about the pleasure of her cock, about the orgasms that she was getting from it. She didn't want it, didn't want the distractions and the need that it gave her, but there was no denying that she loved the pleasure that came from it.

She'd be allowed to rest, and then they would start again. No more than a half-hour of resting before they were back to edging her cock, and as the orgasms started to pile up - one every six to eight hours - they started to take less time between them. Thirty minutes became twenty, and then ten. She gasped for breath as they touched her oversensitive cock, conditioning it to become ever more sensitive with each passing orgasm.

The halls of the hive echoed with her frenzied screams and impassioned cries.

#

How many orgasms? Seven? Eight? Ten? Something like that. She had been down in the tunnels for days now, past what she had ever expected to be. Nobody had come for her, and the changelings had left her alone for a full day.

She had enjoyed that, for the first hour. Then, she felt the need in her cock. A deep, desperate need, one that left her shaft rising, twitching, begging to be touched again. She gritted her teeth, trying to ignore it, but it didn't take long before it was bouncing up, slapping against her stomach with all the force of a stallion trying to get her attention.

Her arms were still bound over her head, and she couldn't bend enough to bring her mouth to it. She couldn't lift her legs, either, and her tail didn't quite reach around her waist. Her cock was completely out of reach, and thrusting it against the air did nothing except frustrate her even further.

By the twelve-hour mark, she was red-cheeked, panting, and shouting down the corridors. She was reduced to begging for help, pleading for the changelings to come back and touch her cock.

"Please, I need to cum!"

They didn't answer her. She was left to her own devices, and she thrashed harder than ever, trying to get herself to that edge, trying to get off. She humped the air, she bent herself so that her cock touched her stomach so that she could grind against it, but all that did was mark her belly with her own pre-cum.

Hours passed, and her cock was throbbing, twitching, consuming her mind with need. Applejack was addicted to the pleasure of getting off with her cock, and she couldn't stop thinking about it. She groaned, hoping that the sound would draw the hungry changelings to her, but either they couldn't hear her or they didn't care.

"Please...please!"

Eventually, someone did come. The queen of the changelings walked into the room, swaying her hips slowly, her large, bare feet pressing wetly against the floor. She walked right over, caressing Applejack's face.

"Didn't I tell you that you'd help us?"

"Nnngh...I won't..."

"You will. And if you're a good girl, you'll get what you need."

That hand reached for her cock again, slowly stroking it up, down, up, down, just a little bit here, and a little bit there, just enough to keep her dripping. Applejack whimpered.

"So, what will it be, little mare?"

The End

Summary: Applejack is captured by Queen Chrysalis, slowly beginning her conversion into a pleasure-addicted little drone toy for the hive.

Tags: F/H, H/H, transformation, cock implant, magic, MLP, My Little Pony, Friendship is Magic, anthro, Chrysalis, Applejack, rule 34, bondage, arousal, addiction, erection, orgasm, cum, forced orgasm, edging, teasing, oral, blowjob, anal, nipple play, BDSM, series, barefoot, wet, squirt, footjob,