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Speck was a changeling, but he was very different from the others of his kind. He had snow white wings, large pale eyes, his legs were solid, and he was covered in fuzzy black fur.

And he was only three inches in size.

He didn't need nearly as much love to survive as his brothers, but he couldn't collect and store as much either. He also couldn't transform or levitate anything much heavier than your average book and he was too weak to fight. Essentially, he was useless to the Hive, and therefor a major target for bullying. Speck hated it, he hated all of the other changelings. But despite their misgivings, they offered him protection from the evil ponies. In his eyes, a little abuse was worth his life.

After the assault at Canterlot however, things in the Hive changed drastically. Love supplies were even more limited than before, everyone was fighting, and everyone was looking for someone or something to blame. Because Speck contributed virtually nothing to the Hive, he knew they'd eventually place the blame on him. So he fled. Chrysalis considered him a disgrace and a poor excuse for a changeling anyway, it wasn't like she'd be upset to see him go. But without his "family" to protect him, Speck was quickly captured by the Royal Guards of Equestria and they had no intention of letting his miniscule stature sway their desire for revenge on the changelings...

The guards were strong white stallions dressed in shining golden armor, one being a unicorn and the other a pegasus. The unicorn was pulling the wagon that contained a small wooden box with four simple windows cut out of the sides. Within the cage, Speck sat on a pitiful clump of hay with his head low. He was afraid and depressed. Rejected by his family, he was now on the road to his execution. "It can't get much worse," he thought.

"It hasn't made a peep," commented the unicorn.

The pegasus, who was trotting alongside the wagon, looked around as if afraid somepony would hear them talking. Luckily they were deep in the woods, away from prying eyes. "So?"

The unicorn flicked his head twice to single his partner to come closer. The pegasus rolled his eyes and shortened the distance between them so they could speak more quietly.

"Who says we have to take him to the princesses?"

The pegasus stared back, "uh, our badges."

"Badges?" the unicorn hissed. "Those things attacked our city and now Celestia wants to treat them like...COMMON criminals. They should be hunted down and barbecued on a spit like they deserve," he spat.

The pegasus nodded once in understanding, but failed to see where he was going. "So what do you want?"

"I think we should enjoy our unique catch," he said with a suggestive grin.

"Enjoy?" he asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Yeah, I mean, we're nice and isolated and he can't even fight back. We could do whatever we wanted to him!"

The pegasus considered the words of his unicorn counterpart. Just what kind of fun was he talking about though? Torture?

Speck heard whispers from the two guards escorting him to his doom and couldn't contain his curiosity after being left alone in the dark for so long. He shuffled toward the front window and watched them as they argued about something for a moment. That's when the unicorn looked back and noticed him staring. He ceased pulling and let the cart come to a stop before letting a predatory grin spread across his muzzle. He then raised his electric blue tail and tensed his rump. Speck was greeted by the sight of his large rear cheeks, hungry pucker, and sizeable dark balls dangling from his back end. "Like what you see?" he taunted.

That's when it clicked for the pegasus. "Why would you--" he began, but the unicorn cut him off.

"Are you in or not?" he asked, turning a steely glare towards his partner.

He took his time thinking about it. If they were caught, it would be both embarrassing and disgraceful. They could lose their jobs! But it was a once in a lifetime opportunity...

"Okay, but I think I'll just watch..." he mumbled

The unicorn laughed long and hard. "Suit yourself," he shrugged before he disconnected himself from the harness.

"What's going on?" Speck trembled as the unicorn approached his cage and opened the lid. They had made sure to bind his wings when they captured him, so despite the open space above, he still couldn't escape.

"We're going to have some fun and get a little payback," the unicorn answered evilly.

The pegasus watched with unease. "What are you going to do?"

"My junk needs a massage, so this little guy is going to provide..." he tampered off, moving away from the cart to a smooth patch of grass. He sat down and eyed Speck, who was confused as to what was happening. His member barely peaking from his sheath, the guard dangled the changeling above his pride with a smirk. "I hope you're ready!" he cried before he thrust his hoove downwards.

Speck was shoved underneath the guard's dark balls, either one as big as his whole body. The stallion cooed and squeezed his junk with the changeling trapped between his hoof and his scrotum. Speck kicked and fought to put some space between him and the musk that was overpowering his senses, but his only reward was a growl of lustful pleasure from the guard. The unicorn twisted his hoof then held it still for a moment to let his toy wiggle on his own. Speck tried to open his mouth to scream, but it was immediately filled with the flesh of the stallion's large orbs. He coughed and choked, thrashing as he tried to clear his wind pipe and get some fresh air, but there was none to be found underneath the guard's massive black testicles. The unicorn's lust was drowning the air with the aroma of his need.

The pegasus watched with fascination as his partner played with the prisoner. The changeling was smeared over the taut flesh and forced into the folds of his friend's sack, all the while, the unicorn's member slowly grew. The pegasus could feel his wings stiffening, but was too hypnotized to notice. Eventually, the unicorn decided they had played long enough.

"Let's get a look at you now," he grinned as he pulled Speck out from under him. The changeling took in large gulps of air as he was lifted up to his torturer's eyes. The guard inhaled deeply, filling his nostrils with the scent which the changeling was now coated in. "Ah, that's the good stuff," he sighed. "I don't think we're quite acquainted enough to talk though," he said while his monstrous grin returned. The unicorn lowered Speck again, but not to his balls. Instead, the miniscule changeling found himself gazing upon the pony's towering pride.

Speck stared in terror at the guard's tool and gulped. "Please," he begged, "don't. I'll do anything!"

He hummed playfully as the changeling continued to dangle before his shaft. "Will you massage it for me?"

"What?! No, I don't--" the changeling started to panic but he cut him off.

"Then I'll just do it myself," he smirked.

The unicorn forced his hoof, changeling with it, against his shaft and began pumping rapidly. The changeling, an unwilling participant, struggled once more as he was ground into the smooth skin. He could feel the pounding of blood as the meat continued to expand, the black column growing ever larger. Apparently, the guard wasn't fully hard yet. The pegasus looked around nervously as his partner began making moans and neighs of pleasure. What if somepony heard him? They could get caught and be in some serious trouble. Oh he really didn't like this idea, but at the same time, he was getting really hot.

The unicorn let his mouth hang open, his hoof applying more pressure as his rod finished filling out and the changeling ceased struggling from exhaustion. Looking down, the corner of his muzzle turned up in a lazy smile at the sight of the defeated changeling. Shaking his head quickly, he returned to viciously dominating the bug with his sex. Speck couldn't resist anymore, his muscles were drained and the hoof practically crushing him again the massive black member that might as well been as big around as a tree. He could feel the stallion's every heartbeat and the heat that was coming off him was incredible. That, combined with friction, and Speck was sweating like a dog.

The unicorn grit his teeth and his hoof froze where it was. The pressure was flying from his balls and he knew exactly where it was going. A stream of hot white seed exploded from his tip, flew across the clearing, and coated some of the grass in his milk. Jet after flaring jet blasted off until he was thoroughly spent and his pride began to retract. He sighed in his afterglow, the hoof holding the changeling going limp. Speck spat some of the white hot liquid that had dribbled down onto his face out of his mouth and proceeded to crawl away into the grass. His limbs hurt so much, but his survival instincts were kicking in. He had to get away.

"Where do you think you're going?" The unicorn's voice struck ice through Speck. Before he knew it, he was in the unicorn's grasp once more. "Now how should I punish you for running away from home?"

"I could use some filling," his pegasus friend spoke up suddenly.

The unicorn raised an eyebrow. "You really want in on this? I thought you were totally against the idea."

"Well..." he droned off, gesturing with his head to his erect wings.

The unicorn laughed. "Alright then. No reason I should have all the fun. Here you go!" he cheered, holding the micro sized changeling out to his friend.

The pegasus sat in the grass and brought the prisoner to his face. The unicorn quickly decided he wasn't interested in whatever his buddy did and moved away to give him the privacy he hadn't seen fit to give him. On his way out, he couldn't help but notice how much he'd soaked the area with his orgasm. Back in the clearing, the pegasus's head tilted at the sight of his toy. Speck was staring at him with fear, his eyes pleading for mercy.

"Please, let me go. I won't tell anypony and I won't cause trouble. I-I-I'll even go to the princesses without a fuss! Just don't do...anything to me," he quivered.

The pegasus didn't hear a word. All he could think about was how pleased his friend had been when he was done with this little bug. He still had some unicorn cum matting the fur on his head and neck, but that didn't matter. He was still fresh enough for what he wanted to do. Twisting his body around, the guard lifted one of his butt cheeks out of the grass and moved his hoof, with the changeling, down to his rear end. Speck cried out in dread as he was pressed against the stallion's ass hole, the puckered ring flexing when he braced his front hooves against it.

The pegasus bit his tongue and braced his body for the stimulation to come. Then he went for it, gradually increasing the pressure until his hole finally granted the changeling access. Speck took in a large gulp of semi-fresh air right as his head slid inside of the pegasus, knowing it was the last he was going to get for a while. The tight sphincter engulfed his muzzle and head, slurping up to his shoulder before holding him there for a moment. The pegasus inhaled deeply and gave the changeling another thrust. Suddenly, Speck felt his front hooves sink inside along with his torso. Then his barrel was devoured with his folded wings. The larger stallion exhaled in relief as the pleasurable bulge advanced into his bowels.

Soon, only Speck's short tail was left outside. The guard removed his hoof and sat back in the grass, experimentally clenching his ass around the prisoner. He could feel the changeling's tiny form with a part of his body that rarely saw any action. And he loved it. Looking down, his eyes fell on his own hardened member, dribbling with pre and practically crying for releas. He snickered and fell onto his back, wings and legs spread. Grabbing his cock in a hoof, he furiously began pumping it while Speck remained entombed in his anus. Soon, he was whimpering and neighing as his orgasm approached faster than it had ever before. Maybe it was the control, the domination over the helpless insect stuck in his ass. It didn't really matter now though, he was about to explode.

Speck was pressed from all sides and flopped around in the moist tunnel. He could barely move, his body too abused to put up anymore fight as the walls played with him.

Male cream fired off into the pony's face and chest, utterly coating him in sticky white ooze that continued to flow from the end of his penis for a short while. When it did halt, he proceeded to lay there and focused solely on his breathing. His partner's return echoed in his ears, but he was too out of it to care. Speck, nearly squeezed to death in what could only have been the guard's release, noticed spots in his vision. He was out of air and could feel the cold hooves of the afterlife wrapping around him. Was this the end? Crushed to death inside some sick stallion's ass?

A magic force encircled his miniscule form and began to gently tug on his form until he was dislodged from his tomb with an audible pop.He was levitated upside-down before the unicorn's eye and studied. Apparently he was disgusting.

"Bleh, you smell like shit. You sure made a mess," he snorted while the pegasus cursed at him. "Need any help?"

"Nah, I'll just take a dunk in the river nearby," he waved off the help and rolled onto his hooves.

"Now what should we do with our toy?" the unicorn asked himself more than his partner.

Speck was too weak to respond. He just sat there, limp and spinning in his magical bonds.

"If we go to the Princesses, he might blab," the unicorn thought aloud.

"So you're just going to get rid of him?" the pegasus paused on his way to the river.

The unicorn thought about that. "He did make our day."

"So...you'll let...me go?" Speck asked as loudly as he could with his chest practically caved in.

"Hmm," the unicorn guard actually considered.

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1: They let him go as a reward (good ending)

2: They kill him, just to be safe (neutral ending)

3: They keep him for themselves (evil ending)

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