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An Infestation in the Herd

Part 4

For flimflamfun5

By Draconicon

Cloud Scraper, the mayor of the little town of Hayburg, was fucking his assistant. That hadn't been his normal afternoon activity until just a day or so ago, but he was pretty happy with the change. Hazelblossom seemed to be, as well, considering that she had been the one to instigate it.

The stallion grunted as he hunched his hips forward, driving his cock into her pussy again and again and again, each time burying himself up to the hilt and grinding against what felt like her womb. His flare had already popped, and he knew that he was on the verge of 'popping' himself, ready to blow his load deep inside of her.

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

"Are you enjoying yourself, Mayor Cloud Scraper?" she asked, looking back at him with a smile.

"Celestia...yes..."

"Well, make sure that you get it in deeeep."

She had been completely in control yesterday, and she seemed no different today. He groaned as he kept thrusting away, feeling her inner walls clenching down tightly on his cock, pulling him deeper, forcing him to enjoy her body in a way that he had never expected to. Anyone that walked in would have thought that he was an employer abusing his position, when, in fact, it was something of the other way around.

He still remembered how she'd come in yesterday, bringing him the papers for the day before turning around and deliberately flicking her tail to the side. He had started to tell her that it was inappropriate, but she...she'd ground her pussy back against his desk, then slid her hips back and forth, almost as if she was marking her territory. Then she'd flicked her tail towards him, and some of her juices had hit him in the face, and -

After that, things got a bit fuzzy, but he knew that she had given him permission to be fucking her. That much was clear.

He grunted as he bottomed out in her again, and again, and again, each time feeling her pussy clenching down on him and milking his shaft. The black-furred stallion was right on the verge of climax, had been for the last minute, and it was getting harder and harder to hold back.

"Nnngh...are you...close?" he panted, having a hard time getting the words out.

"Not as close as you."

He gritted his teeth, stallion pride demanding that he make the female cum first. She deserved that much. That was part of being a male, to see that your female got off before you did, to see that she got her pleasure before taking your own.

The middle-aged stallion started thrusting harder, faster, forcing his cock to go as deep as he could. He swore that he felt their juices splattering further, going up his cock, along her ass, and he shivered as he felt the sheer sliminess of being so deep inside of someone else, of having this round of sex go on for so long. It was getting messy, and yet, at the same time, he didn't care in the slightest.

In and out, in and out he went, each thrust bottoming out, each pull back dragging her juices with him. Despite his frenzy, she was far more in control, barely doing more than pushing back from time to time despite her occasional moan.

Yesterday had been different. She had been seductive, needy, showing off how much his cock did to her. Today...today...

He panted as he tried to hold out, his eyes rolling back in his head as he felt the urge to cum. He tried to hold out, but Cloud Scraper had been holding off for nearly three minutes now. After that long, he desperately, horribly needed to cum, and there was no more holding back. With a great moan, he slammed in up to the hilt again, and came.

With a whinny that echoed through the little square office, he felt his seed splattering inside of her, and he felt her squirting around his cock, splashing his balls, her juices running along his taint and all the way back to his asshole. He groaned at the weird, tickling feeling, but he still savored the feeling of her pussy milking him.

God, that was good.

The stallion held himself there for a moment, slowly taking his time to pull back, panting all the while. It felt so good to be buried inside of her, and his cock was still rock hard as he dragged himself free. It was kind of surprising. He had been expecting to be done with that, but instead, he felt like he could go for another round or five. It was weird for a stallion of his age to still have that, but...well, it was nice at the same time.

He groaned, shaking his head. He had some sort of phrase of dismissal in his mind, something to tell himself and Hazelblossom to get back to work, but -

"Mmm, Mr. Mayor?"

Cloud Scraper blinked, watching as her pussy clenched and squeezed, his seed still dribbling out of her puffy pussy. It was weird to see that he was still so productive, and weirder to see that he was so aroused by the sight of his own conquest. His eyes lingered on her, his head tilting to the side slowly as he stared at her puffy sex.

"Mr. Mayor. Do you think you could clean me out a little bit?"

"I...I should get..."

"Come on..."

She backed up a bit, and her scent seized him by the balls, making him feel like he needed to bury his face between her hind legs. Her pussy was squelching, squeezing, and her asshole was puckering at him like it was in as much need as her pussy had been.

"Come on. Give me a few licks, at least, so I don't make a mess back at my desk?"

"Fine...just...just a few..."

The mayor had always tried to be a gentleman, but this was pushing it a bit. He slowly stuck out his tongue, dragging it from her dry fur just over her clit to her clit, and then a bit further back. There was a little shiver from her, but no more than that. She was oddly still, he had to admit, almost like there was something keeping her from giving into the fun completely. It was weird.

As he dragged his tongue through his own mess, he tasted the saltiness and the slight bitterness of the cum oozing out of her, and he did his best to ignore it. After all, that had been part of the fun, and he supposed that he owed her the cleaning-up. There was no need for other ponies to know what they had been up to, after all.

However, after the first lick, his cock ached all the more, and the second made him harder than he had been before that first fuck. He groaned, trying to pull his head back, but her tail dropped down on him, forcing his head against her once more. His tongue slid deeper into her, tasting her juices rather than his seed, and it -

"Nnnngh..."

It sent a shock right to his cock, and he swore that he was on the verge of cumming all over again. But it was more than just arousal. It felt like everything was swimming around him, and his legs felt funny, like they were about to -

No, they were giving out. He stumbled, falling to his knees, his head swimming and rolling around. Hazelblossom turned around, smiling at him.

"I wondered how long that would take. You were pretty resistant to a little dose yesterday, so I felt that I needed to up the dosage to make sure that you weren't going to resist this time."

"D-dosage?"

"You can feel it, right? So horny, so needy...so desperately eager to be filled..."

He groaned, trying to sort through his own thoughts as the burning inferno threatened to consume his body. He was horny, alright, needy and horny and desperate for something to get him off again. Yet, there was something different to it than before. It wasn't coming from his cock in the way that it had before, but rather from his...from his asshole.

He blushed as his pucker started clenching, squeezing, almost as if it was trying to pull off an imitation of what the mare had been doing almost a moment ago. He could feel it sucking at air, trying to pull something inside, desperately trying to milk a cock that didn't exist.

"What...what is..."

"Don't worry. It's only going to get better."

The mare walked around him, and he huffed and puffed as he heard something squelch. It was different, not quite the same sound as a hoof rubbing a pussy, or anything like that. It was more like something coming out than something going in.

What...what is...

He gasped as she pressed something against his ass, something wet, something like her hoof, but it was slimy. Slimy and...and hot...

And immediately spreading that heat from inside of him to his outsides. The mayor gasped, his black fur on edge as his hole started going puffy, puckering hard as it pushed out a little bit. His mind went blank, his urges rising to the fore.

His tail flicked off to the side quickly, and he groaned as his assistant started grinding her hoof, lubed in some strange substance, against his asshole. He shivered, his head falling, his mouth opening wide as he tried to find the words to tell her to stop...or tell her to do more, he didn't know anymore.

All the mayor knew was that this was feeling a whole lot better than it should, and he couldn't get his head out of the clouds. All he could do was stare straight ahead, his eyes wide, his hole puckering like mad, and his entire body feeling like it was on fire. He needed something inside of him, and he needed it badly.

But he couldn't even push back. The heat that filled him made it impossible for him to move, almost like everything was going limp and weak. Nothing wanted to obey the limited commands from his brain, almost like he was going through a full body rebellion. He couldn't even turn his head to look back at Hazelblossom again. All he could do was fall all the way to his knees, his head pressed against the ground, his cock throbbing futilely between his belly and the ground.

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

"Yes, that stronger dose was definitely needed."

"Nnngh..."

"Your ass is ready."

"Mmmph..."

"It's time for you to become one of us, mayor."

The feeling of her hoof pushing in one last time was beyond compare, and his eyes just about bugged out of their sockets as he felt his rim spreading wide open. His mouth hung open, his breath came in barely-there, ragged gasps, and his eyes were trying to roll back in his head as he felt that hoof-tip pushing into his guts.

More, more, more of it came forward, and he swore that he was being spitted on something that was going to leave him gaping for the rest of his life. His hole burned, but in a good way as it was forced to stretch to accommodate the hoof point.

And then, it was gone...and something else returned.

It was like a pair of fingers, digits that were pressing on either side of his pucker. They slowly pulled him open, followed by something thick, though not as thick as that hoof, slowly pushing in. He gasped under his breath, grinding his head against the floor.

"Ngaah...nnngh..."

"It'll be over soon, Mayor."

"Nnngh?"

"It'll be inside you, and then everything will be okay."

What would be inside of him? There was no way that Hazelblossom was a secret stallion, but...but at this point, even if she was, he doubted that he'd care. That would be the perfect thing to scratch the itch that was building in his ass, but -

"Ah!"

He gasped, almost shouting as he felt the thing thrust itself forward, dragging past his rim into his depths. The feeling of his inner walls starting to stretch, to part, to come open for something that didn't belong was beyond...

Sexy...

He moaned as he was filled to the brim, his eyes rolling back completely, his cock spurting pre-cum across the floor. He started to roll onto his side, then onto his back, his assistant doing nothing to stop him. Something pulled at his rim, almost fell out, but the mare pressed her hoof down there, keeping it in place, allowing it to keep -

"Ah...ah!"

He gasped again, feeling the thing inside of him wriggling about, little pinches and tugs on his inner walls corresponding to the different movements it made inside of him, as it dragged itself deeper, as it made its presence known.

What is that thing?

He didn't know, but he knew that it was making him feel good, and he was pretty sure that was all that mattered right then.

Deeper, deeper, deeper the little creature went, and he could feel it sliding further into his hole as he felt the tail at the end of it slurping past his pucker. The slow, slimy insertion was far easier than that hoof or the first bit of the creature, and the way that it soothed his heat, took that pain and need from him, was just perfect.

He didn't even care that it was unnatural. The relief that it provided was more than worth it.

His eyes were slowly rolling back to normal when he felt the first clench.

"AH!"

He screamed again, this time arching his hips, thrusting his cock up over his belly. Hazelblossom stood over him, patting his head with her hoof as he panted, as he moaned, as he shot bursts of pre-cum over his belly.

"Don't worry, Mayor. It will be over soon. You'll feel so much better when it is in control. The hive is all."

Cloud Scraper didn't know what to think. His head was hazy, filled with a strange, lustful fog that was only getting worse as that thing in him moved around, as it tickled his insides, as it pushed around and then -

It clenched around his prostate, squeezing down so hard that he came right then and there. His eyes bugged out of their sockets as he came, shooting his seed over his chest, then up to his face, and then over it, hitting his assistant along the hooves. His body was so tight, so tense, and it was hard for him to catch his breath.

Hell, he wasn't sure that he could catch his breath.

The stallion rolled back and forth, never quite managing to get on his sides, but always in motion. He moaned under his breath, and then out loud, corresponding to the tight squeezes and bursts of pleasure that came from his ass. Each new load that was milked from him was less white, more green, tainted by the thing inside of him, forced to change by what it was forcing on him.

And the more pleasure that he felt, the more...right...he felt with it inside of him. The distraction of pleasure became the reward of pleasure, and the questions of what was happening became the questions of how to keep it going.

His expression of shock faded to an expression of pleasure, particularly as the rippling feelings of bliss that came from his ass started to ripple up and out from his spine as well as out from his hole. He moaned as it went up the middle of his back, making all the muscles relax, feeling limp and happy the further that it went. He rolled his head to the side, his tongue hanging out a bit as he surrendered all control to the pleasurable feeling.

The mayor was still laying like that when he felt his head turn. Not from his control, but from another. It turned one way, then the other, then back again. His legs pulled tight to his chest, and then out again, one by one, as if they were being tested.

It felt...good.

No more questions...just...doing what I'm told...

Yes, that felt right. That felt good. That felt...hot...

Yes, doing what he was told was right. That would make him feel like this any time that he obeyed.

Cloud Scraper liked that. He smiled, even as the hive parasite continued to feel around inside of his body, testing it out, making it do different things so that it understood what it could do with him.

Eventually, he was rolled onto his side again, and he was able to look at his assistant. He smiled.

"Thank you."

"You are welcome."

"To the hive and beyond."

"To the hive and beyond."

"Heh...May I learn?"

"You may."

She turned, and the same squelch from before filled his ears again. He saw the tendril that slowly pushed out of her, and he smiled as he felt the tendril-tail of his own parasite slowly sliding out of his pucker. It was a very strange feeling to have it happen in reverse after taking it so deep, but he loved it. It was like getting a sense of relief, as well as a sense of pleasure, all at the same time.

He pushed himself to all fours, turning around as the tendrils met. It was time for the hive to exchange information, for his knowledge to become theirs, and for the plan for the rest of the little village to be made.

The shocking pleasure of their contact forced him hard, and the control of the hive parasite kept him stiff as they talked. He moaned at the top of his lungs, cumming all over the floor, and he could feel Hazelblossom squirting against the backs of his hind legs and against his balls.

They were all helpless to the pleasure of the hive.

Bit by bit, their masters talked, and bit by bit, the information was collected from him. He felt some coming back, the hive parasite in his ass taking the information that the rest of the hive would have collected, and he felt image-pictures of memories popping through their shared consciousness. There were quite a few ponies that had already become part of the hive, more than half of the population of the village, as a matter of fact. It was only slowing down because there were no more ponies that regularly talked to the other ones, so it was harder to find a reason to get them somewhere private.

There were options, but the hive were the ones that knew the options, and they were the ones that needed to decide what would happen. He remained silent, making sure that he didn't push any thoughts. They would know it was there, and he was merely a resource to be tapped, nothing more.

Eventually, the tendril tails disentangled, and the mare and stallion nearly collapsed. He shivered.

"Is it always..."

"The hive shares pleasure."

"That much?"

"More than."

"How was it -"

"Better than your cock."

"They're that good - oh, yes, they are."

"You see."

"I know."

The exchange between the tails had left him with more knowledge than he had expected, or at least, had left the hive parasite with a great deal, and he was privileged to be allowed to know some bits and pieces. Memories of other meldings, the pleasure that came from being part of that transfer, the bliss that came from being in the hive.

He could see and feel that, and he shivered. His pleasure was only going to grow in this group. There would be more for him than anything that he might have gotten as the mayor.

Then, an idea came to him.

"Call a town meeting. Later tonight."

"The plan?"

"It's there."

"I'll make sure everyone is there."

"Everyone. No excuses. All ponies present."

"We're going to take them."

She knew. There was no way that she didn't know, and yet, despite the fact that the two of them were 'betraying' their entire village to the hive, neither of them could do less than smile. This was right. This was what they needed to do.

Otherwise, how could the other ponies ever be happy?

Cloud, neither mayor nor Cloud Scraper, ascended the platform in the town square. As he did, he looked out at the other ponies that had gathered for the speech. Just by looking at them, he could feel the burst of recognition and pleasure from his hive parasite when he saw others that were part of the group. Here and there, he spotted those that were not, but they were in the minority. Of the fifty people in the village, there were no more than fifteen that were left without a parasite, and that would soon change.

He smiled to himself as he took the podium, moving so that he faced the other ponies that were looking up at him. Those that were part of the hive had taken positions at the edge of the square, making sure that nobody that panicked could run off. The males were already starting to drop now that they weren't being looked at, and the females were slowly edging their tentacles out from under them, creating ovipositor cocks that hung under their bellies.

Those that were not part of the hive soon would be, and that was all that mattered.

Cloud smiled as he started to speak.

"Ladies and gentle-ponies, I asked you here so that I could tell you of a grave emergency that's come to town."

There was a soft mutter between those that were uninfested, the close circle looking at one another while the outer, infected circle started to move closer. Many of the innocent ponies had their tails flicking side to side, some of them starting to show signs of unconscious arousal from all the parasite pheromones in the air. It wouldn't be long, now.

"As you know, there's been a great deal of changes. You've noticed that some of our village friends have started acting strange. Copping off and going places privately, sometimes even married mares slipping away for some...attention...from stallions not their own."

There was agreement, mutters that the ponies had seen that. A little closer, a little closer still. The infested were just on the verge of rearing up and taking those that they wanted, and he knew that they were going to be relentless once they started. The only reason that he hadn't given the game away was because he was behind a stand, his dropping cock concealed by the large block of wood. Nevertheless, it still throbbed, spitting at the stand and soaking his side of it as the parasite in his ass pushed him to hurry up.

"This is because we have been invaded, but not by anything malicious. Just...unable to tell us what it needs."

"What's going on, Mayor?" one of the mares asked.

"Yeah, what's happening?"

"You're beating around the bush. Be blunt."

"Tell us what's happening."

"What's going on?"

"What's going to happen to us?"

"You are going to be assimilated into the hive," Cloud said.

The silence that spread through the crowd was deafening. Not one sound broke the crowd, not one little murmur, not one hoofbeat or indrawn breath. Cloud smiled.

"They will assimilate you, and make you part of a group. We will be more than a herd. We will be a hive. Drones. Nothing more than the appendages of the minds that control us. All of us will be equal to one another, with none greater, and none lesser. We will be drones, and we will be happy."

"You...you can't be serious, mayor."

"Come on, this is a joke, right?"

"No joke. They have me...and they have most of us. You...are the last ones to be infested."

With a nod, and no more than that, the hive was unleashed. Mares were pinned beneath stallions that were all too willing to fuck their asses for the first time in years, and the few stallions had the unique humiliation to be doubled-up on by the mares around them, one to shove her pussy in his face, the other to fuck his ass with her slimy parasite cock.

The few people that were free were soon pinned down, and the sexual juices that were being forced down their mouths and up their asses were soon enough to turn their screams of pain and fear into pleasure and need. The panic faded almost as soon as it started, and he felt the satisfaction of the parasite in his ass as he watched the ponies crumble beneath him.

Hazelblossom moved up to stand beside him, her hive parasite tendril stroking along his hip. He allowed his out, as well, and they met. They did not tangle, as there was no need to start spreading that sort of pleasure, nor any need to exchange information. But the touch was enough to send pleasurable shivers down their spine, even if it wasn't enough to make them cum on the spot.

The hive was spreading. Everywhere, the mares that were being taken up the ass were giving in, cumming hard enough to squirt the earth to mud. The stallions that were being mounted were hard as ever, their bodies submitting to the domination of another. Their bodies knew what they wanted, even if their minds wanted to fight it for a bit longer.

Here and there, other corruptions, other completions were being done. He could see that there were some stallions that were trying to hold back, but as soon as he saw the bulge of the parasite running down the tail tendril, he knew that they were on the clock. Cloud watched with glee as he saw different stallions suddenly seize up, their eyes going wide, their bodies going stiff, their cocks squirting like mad as they were suddenly, finally infested.

It was a universal reaction across the map, every male pony giving into the pleasure of the body, his eyes rolling back, his balls coming close to draining themselves as the seed spent went from white to green. The parasites were converting them, claiming them, testing them. Seeing the bodies go from still to slow-moving, experimenting, just as had happened with him, confirmed every little conversion was a real one.

He turned to one of the stallions that dismounted one of the females, his seed swimming in her ass. She was still begging for more, the mare wiggling her fattened rump back and forth, showing it off and pushing her claimer to use her again.

Instead, the stallion in question extended his tendril-tail, the green tube pushing out of his ass, and then into hers. It connected them like a double-ended toy, just big enough to reach her, just wide enough to cause pleasure as it slid in...

And just big enough to allow the parasite coming down the chute to enter without any difficulties.

He heard the moan of the mare from the stage, and he grinned to himself. She was embracing it, wanting it, needing it. She started to shake, and then go still. The same testing motions began, and he knew that she had been claimed.

"It is done."

"There will be no escape."

"They want it, just like us."

"We have always wanted it."

"Always needed it."

"We are drones."

"We serve and obey," Cloud said.

The recitation gave him another burst of pleasure, and he was given permission to enjoy himself. With all the different drones to be claimed, he turned to Hazelblossom. She pulled her tendril-tail back into her ass, and then turned to offer herself to him.

"Take me."

And so he did, sliding his flaring cock up her ass this time. As long as he was careful, it was allowed.

#

In one short afternoon, the final conquest of Hayburg was completed. Starting with Moonlight, ending with a young stallion named Astral Ace, all fifty ponies and the merchant that had come to visit were corrupted, infested, and turned to the service of the hive. They were all together in it, all part of the group.

But there was more to be done. The hive knew that there were other ponies in the world, other equines that needed to be brought into the fold. If they were able to reach out and offer the hive to them, surely they would be willing to join, as well.

Yet, at the same time, the hive was aware that there were difficulties. There were rulers in this world, monarchs that were calling the shots. The hive knew that there were always difficulties when dealing with other rulers, other authorities. But if they could get to the rulers, then there was the possibility of dealing with them, of creating a new world for the hive and their drones.

Just as they had learned with the mayor, once they had a good number of drones, they could make a quick, sudden attack as long as they had someone to call everyone together so that the situation was completely under their control. If they had the power of someone in charge, then they were guaranteed to win.

The question was, what did they go? They were a tiny village, something that wasn't that important save for as a food source for some of the bigger settlements in the area. The hive had no idea of how they were supposed to expand, how they were going to bring the gift of being part of the hive to the rest of the world. For all that they had done well in Hayburg, that was because it was a small village. People knew each other, were willing to spend time with each other, would let others into their homes or go off for a walk with each other. They felt safe with one another.

From what the hive managed to see in the minds of its different drones, that was not the same in the other towns in this world. They would need to find a different way forward, something that would feel normal, that wouldn't make other ponies want to fight.

And, oddly enough, that way forward came with a declaration from none other than the Princess of the Sun herself.

The End

Summary: The parasite hive continues to spread, this time taking the mayor. It's time for the whole village to fall.

Tags: M/F, pegging, pony, mlp, feral, parasite, mind control, ovipositor, prostate play, anal, hoof, orgasm, forced orgasm, pleasure, hive mind, tentacles, series,