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An Infestation in the Herd

Part 12

for FlimFlamFun5

by Draconicon

It was their new commander, Dawning Glory.

Neither Sunlight Charger or Darkmoon Dancer had entirely expected that, even after seeing the stallion's name on the list of possible Changeling infiltrators, but with all the other potential Changelings eliminated either through personal testimony of another host or being infested themselves, he was the only one left. More to the point, he was the one that would be the most dangerous to the town if he actually was a Changeling. Rather than having to take out two different commanders and move around under the watchful gaze of an overall commander, they had managed to seize the lynchpin between the pony guards and those they were guarding. The other Hive had pulled something of a coup by seizing one particular pony that could serve every need rather than a bunch of ponies that could serve a number of smaller ones.

Sunlight Charger, Darkmoon Dancer, and Mayor Mare stood in a circle as they, or rather, their parasites, silently debated a course of action between them. The three ponies would have been trembling in pleasure if they hadn't been under the control of the Hive, but even with their still bodies, their pleasure was still obvious with the dribbling fluids running down her legs and the throbbing spittle of pre-cum and orgasmic fluids shooting from the two males.

The conversation between the parasites kept on going, too, the pleasure impossible to entirely dismiss. Sunlight Charger would have been completely consumed by it if he hadn't been rendered a drone, and he was sure that the same was true of his fellows. They were subject to a pleasure that was greater than any normal mind could have taken, and it was slowly getting stronger and stronger as the parasites kept planning.

He was able to see bits and pieces of the plans as they passed between the different tendrils, but it was hard for him to focus on that when the bliss was there. His entire body tingled, the ravaging pleasure running up and down his spine and forcing his cock to cum again and again and again. The only thing that kept the orgasm from becoming painful was the way that the parasite in his lower body kept shunting off the discomfort that came from repeated orgasms, only allowing him to feel the good things. No bad things, only good things.

The commander of the day shift continued to stare straight ahead, trying to be useful as a good drone, but there was little that he could do until the sharing was done. The pleasure of three drones was far stronger than the pleasure of two, and he was essentially forced to hand over all control of his body to the parasite to keep from falling over. There was nothing that could be done to actually plan, plot, or be helpful until the sharing was completed.

He didn't know how long the throbbing, twitching, burning bliss between his hind legs continued, but it finally stopped as the tendrils pulled apart. He didn't gasp, but his body did twitch and spasm as the parasite started to relinquish control again. The feeling of having his own body back, limited as that was for a drone, was a small relief, but at the same time, he almost would have preferred that the parasite stay in control until he wasn't at risk of falling over.

As the pleasure faded, other things began to emerge. Information, ideas, plots, plans that took into account the various bits and details that all three of them had contributed. The mayor's understanding of the political situation was particularly useful, but so was Sunlight Charger's understanding of their fighting forces, and -

"You were responsible for that particular massacre?" Sunlight Charger asked, blinking as he turned to Darkmoon. "I never knew that."

"It was something assigned some time ago. It was meant to stay quiet."

"I never knew it was official."

"Nobody was ever supposed to know."

He nodded, the drone unable to feel anything besides the mild feeling of shock that someone in the military would have been part of all but annihilating one of the pony villages on the edge of the kingdom. It had been blamed on the Changelings, and true enough, there had been Changelings there, but that hive had not been responsible. Equestria's military had been the one to wipe it off the map, to displace all the ponies that had been living there.

And Darkmoon had been responsible for that. He had been responsible for a great many black ops, apparently, for the things that the kingdom didn't need to have brought to light.

But that was good. That meant that they had that experience on their side, and it could be brought to bear against the Changelings. If there was one, then there were others in the vicinity, waiting for their chance to be able to take the place of one of the ponies in town. They needed to pin down where they were, and they needed to ensure that the Changelings realized that there was another Hive...one that was willing to make a deal.

After all, if the Changelings bred half as fast as they did, then that would mean that there was a hive that could match them, and more to the point, it was a hive that could host them. That was a possibility for keeping the young from running out of hosts, and even better, it would mean that the Changelings would have someone that was unconditionally loving of them. All they had to do was allow two different hosts to be together, and there would be love, lust, and emotion aplenty for them.

It was a good deal, but they needed to find the Changeling in question to be able to present it, and then ensure that the Changeling didn't cause the Hive trouble in turn. If they were a smart individual, then they would know that exposing the Hive would mean that the Hive would expose the Changelings. It was mutual destruction, and thus, they would be mutually preserved by working together.

But if they were not smart, or did not understand that...

Well, they had options. They didn't want to use those options, but they could.

Mayor Mare shook her head, turning around. The two military commanders turned back to face her as she spoke.

"I believe that our parasites have a plan. Let us speak it to be sure."

"Yes, let us ensure that we all understand," Sunlight Charger said. "Dawning Glory will be here tomorrow. He will come from the north, passing through the richer part of the city first, and then come to the town square, where he will make a speech. After that, he will enter City Hall."

"That's when he will be at his most vulnerable," Darkmoon said. "The public is almost half-infested now, which means that there is a smaller number that will care whether something happens to him or not. That number will be diminished further by the fact that he will be in City Hall, and most of them won't be in there."

"And those that will be are already mostly part of the Hive, and the rest can be restrained," Mayor Mare added. "Once he's inside, we need to guide him somewhere private, somewhere out of sight. Somewhere that he can be tempted."

"Yes. Your office, perhaps?" Sunlight Charger asked. "I seem to recall that you like to take males there for a bit of a ride."

"He will be unlikely to be tempted by me."

"Untrue," Darkmoon said. "Changelings are always tempted by love and lust. If you flirt with him, then he will be more than willing to follow you. A little bit of affection, a little bit of lust, will ensure that he is baited along like a fish after a hook."

"Are you sure? That seems a little too easy," Sunlight pointed out.

"I have been fighting these things for years. I know what they want, and I know what they crave. They want to have someone to love them. If this one gets that offer from Mayor Mare, she will find him more than willing to go anywhere that she asks."

"...Which means that we can spring a trap. You and I, we wait in the office, and we pin him when he arrives. The mayor shows herself off, keeping him eager, and then..."

"And then we push him until he has nothing left. No stamina to hide, no strength to stay in disguise."

And then they would make the offer. If the Changeling rejected the offer, he would be infested, and then he would be sent back to his people. If they would not listen to an offer of alliance, then they would listen to the offer of subjugation. That was the way of the Hive.

"We have less than a day to prepare. Let's not screw this up," Sunlight said.

Mayor Mare was among the greeting party at the town square as the military parade came their way. She would have been nervous in her previous state of being, but as a host, all she had to do was allow the parasite to take that anxiety from her, and she was completely normal. She stared straight ahead, a small smile on her face as the new soldiers entered the square. None of them were infested, but there was nothing to worry about there. All she had to do was deal with the new commander coming down the street.

Dawning Glory was a pegasus, and a proud-looking one at that. He had a way of walking that made it look like he was somewhere between prancing and strutting with every step he took, and his head was tossed back, looking down at the crowd around him in a way that made him feel like a stuck-up officer. That said, he didn't sneer the way that the nobles did, nor did he have that problematic feeling around him that Blue-Mane did. Instead, he seemed proud, and justified in his pride, even though Mayor Mare would bet that nobody in the town actually knew him or any of his accomplishments. It was just in the way that he carried himself.

If he's actually a Changeling, then he's very good at acting out a role.

The orange-furred, red-maned unicorn approached the town square, and then stopped. He lifted a hoof to his head, and snapped a salute.

"Ponies of Ponyville. I am Dawning Glory, and I am here to tell you that your safety is in good hooves. Now that I am taking control, there will be no further threat of Changeling intrusion, no chance of danger for the festival. My record speaks for itself. I have pushed the Changeling hive back from the border with the buffalos, and I have safeguarded Canterlot itself with the absence of Shining Armor and his wife. There will be no threat from the Changelings, so long as I am around.

"I will be here for the entirety of the festival and, provided that there is blessing from the princesses upon their arrival, I will also be stationed here from now on. This historic site of pony pride and power will not be touched by those that would taint it with their horrifying ideas, who would feed on innocent ponies and leave them nothing but a meal. This, I promise you. Safety is yours."

Mayor Mare found herself rather unmoved, but had to fake it for the sake of her disguise. Most of the ponies that were uninfested were very, very touched by the speech, and applause echoed through the square.

Apparently, most of the ponies were rather afraid of the Changelings, and were well-aware of the threat that they posed. That was something that she had been a little less aware of, or at least, that the Hive had been. The difference between what the Hive knew and what it assumed was suddenly thrown into stark relief, as the facts and feelings of the various hosts had obviously been ignored based on what the Hive itself had believed about the Changelings. That the Changelings weren't that much of a threat, that they weren't that bad. For the Hive, perhaps, they weren't, but to the average pony? Well, they had a different view of things, and the Hive needed to remember that.

Mayor Mare put her smile on properly as Dawning Glory approached. She descended from the stage that they had set up for a speech, shaking her head and adjusting her spectacles.

"I'm almost hurt that you didn't use our platform, Dawning Glory," she said with as proper and friendly a smile as she could muster. A little flirt thrown in, too, just a bit of a shift to her eyes so that they were flickering with light shyness rather than just staring at the stallion. "I would have thought that you would have liked a grandstand."

"Hardly necessary. They could all hear me, and I would prefer to be on their level."

"I can imagine that you'd like to be slightly over their level, or at least, some of them."

"Ma'am?"

"Pardon me. I'm sorry, how inappropriate. I shouldn't have said something like that." She giggled slightly, something that was informed as the proper flirting behavior from the information that the Hive had from some of the younger female hosts. "I'm Mayor Mare, the mare in charge of Ponyville."

"You? You mean - oh."

Dawning Glory finally seemed to get the picture of what she'd said. Slightly over their level? Slightly on their backs, slightly - she saw it in his eyes, and it was rather adorable to see the different sort of understanding finally click. She smiled, walking around him, letting her tail brush against his side as she walked behind him and then around him again.

"I would appreciate some time to talk to you one on one, Dawning Glory. May I call you Dawning?"

"Um, certainly, ma'am."

"Perhaps we should go inside?"

"Yes, perhaps we should."

He nodded at his soldiers, sending them out through the square, while he fell in step behind her. She led the way up, her tail raised slightly, but not completely. There was a point of being flirty, and there was a point of being whore-y, and that was something that she felt this officer wouldn't entirely appreciate. He wanted to be flirted with, get affection from someone, but not necessarily completely get that sort of sex offer. He would take that later, of course, the Hive was sure of that much, but for now, she needed to get him to the ambush point.

She realized that, as she entered City Hall, she needed to do something to make this visit look a little more official. At the same time, she needed to talk to him to make sure that he didn't start to suspect something. She leaned over, pressing her body a bit against the soldier's side, allowing herself the aid of his shoulder as they walked along.

"So, tell me. How long have you been part of the army?"

"A very long time, ma'am. I joined when I was very young."

"You think that you will stay in it forever?"

"Nobody stays in the army forever. I imagine that you would come down from being a mayor before too much longer; I can't imagine that the stress does anything good for you."

"Dear, I assure you. I take the stress in my stride, and more than that, it means that I have all the more reason to go chasing after someone that can take care of me. I have so much to give, and not everyone my age appreciates that."

There. That should keep him interested. She had been flirty enough without being outright horny for him.

Sure enough, the pegasus started to push back against her, keeping his body flush against her side. There was something to it that was both affectionate and a little bit of something else. Hungry, perhaps, something that made her feel a bit like she was being pursued, hunted by someone that had something very different in mind for her. If that was what a Changeling was like, she could see what Darkmoon meant. They were hungry for affection, alright, hungry for anything that they could get. This one felt like he was going to bite her neck if he got much closer, almost like he could pull the affection from her that way.

It was a rather interesting thing for the Hive to study, and she knew that her parasite was taking that and holding it tight, making sure that it had something to share the next time that the time came for that.

Eventually, they reached her office, and she pushed at the door. She could all but feel Sunlight Charger and Darkmoon Dancer on the other side of the wall, waiting for their chance to tackle the officer and take him down. The mare stepped forward, smiling over her shoulder.

"Come in. I have some coffee and tea around here somewhere, if you would like something to drink while we chat?"

"I would love that."

"And I would love quite a bit more than that..."

Oh, it was easier than expected to lure him forward and into the room. She could have done a little bit more, but he was already so hungry, like a colt tempted with a sweet, that it would have been overdoing it. Besides, the Hive was happy with efficiency. No more than needed.

She stepped inside, Dawning Glory followed. She shut the door, and the other two struck.

#

Darkmoon Dancer was the one to knock Dawning Glory off his hooves, sending him falling to the ground. As soon as the pegasus hit the floor, Sunlight Charger lunged forward, thrusting his already-stiff cock down the pegasus's mouth, and then came. The flood was perfectly timed, fully meant to drug the other pony as fast as possible and leave him unable to fight back. The swell of seed that was already rushing down the bright-furred pony's throat was going to make him aroused, very, very aroused, and more to the point, very exposed.

"Did you have to hit him so hard?" Mayor Mare asked, almost as a clinical question. "It seems like an abuse of force, there."

"It's the best way to be sure."

Darkmoon knew just how sturdy the Changelings were, and more to the point, so did his parasite. That information had been taken first and foremost from him, ensuring that they knew their enemies. A small blow wouldn't have been enough, and if Dawning Glory was a Changeling, then those wings weren't just for show. He would have been able to get airborne, get away from the lustful attack and trap that they had planned. This way, it would ensure that the pegasus wouldn't be able to get away without being heavily drugged.

Even now, after Sunlight Charger had managed that one cum-shot down the other stallion's throat, Dawning Glory had managed to flail his legs and hooves enough to push the big man back. Darkmoon and Sunlight moved to the side as the pegasus slowly got back to his feet, panting hard as his cock started to drop, slipping down and out of his sheath.

"Nnngh...what...what is the...meaning of this?" the officer groaned. "What...Nnngh..."

"This is a test," Darkmoon said. "A test to see if you are what you say you are, or if you are not."

"I am Dawning Glory. If you - nnngh..."

The drugged seed was working, that much was certain. The stallion's shaft was almost as hard as it could get already, and the stiff rod was bouncing up and down beneath the horse's stomach, slapping against his stomach, almost pissing pre-cum onto the office floor.

It won't take long now.

Darkmoon kept back, knowing that he would need to be the one to take the Changeling down if they changed form or if they tried to pull a runner. The office didn't have a window, which was for the best for this kind of situation, but Dawning Glory was big enough that he could probably barrel forward and knock the door down if someone wasn't ready for that. He nodded at Sunlight to take the lead, and the other host did as he was told.

"We suspect that you are a Changeling, Dawning Glory. We brought you here to find out if we were right."

"You think...then you..."

There was almost literal pain in Dawning's eyes as he looked at Mayor Mare, as if he had been stabbed through the heart, as if he had been completely betrayed by someone that he cared more than he should for. That was another sign of being a Changeling, as far as Darkmoon was concerned. That sort of attachment did not form that quickly with normal ponies. Only Changelings latched on that fast, that immediately to someone that showed them a bit of kindness. Territorialism between them and their food sources was a big thing.

He shifted his weight slightly, moving to put himself that much closer to the door. Dawning was shaking, but was showing some surprising resistance to the drugged seed that had been pumped down his throat. The stallion huffed and puffed, shaking his head, obviously trying to push the needs that were filling his body out of his mind. The orange stallion's balls were still swelling, too, getting heavier, looking needier as Sunlight Charger moved closer.

"There are easy ways to find out whether you're a Changeling, but a confession would work best."

"I am not...not...a Changeling," the pegasus grunted.

"You're not, hmm? Then why are you shimmering?"

It was a lie, but it was a prepared lie, something that they had discussed. Something to throw an amateur Changeling off their game, to get them worried. This one...didn't work. The stallion huffed, shaking his head.

"I am not...a Changeling. I am not...shimmering. Now...get out...of...my...WAY!"

He lunged forward, charging between Mayor Mare and Sunlight Charger. He managed to push hard enough that he knocked the white unicorn out of the way, and the mayor was hardly strong enough to stop a rampaging stallion, not without getting set in place first.

Darkmoon, however, had been ready for that. As soon as the pegasus came near, he whipped his head and neck to the side, slamming against the other stallion's outstretched neck. His horn glowed, adding to the force of the blow, and he knocked the other male off to the side, sending him falling to the floor.

"Is he okay?" Sunlight asked.

"He will be."

Fighting dirty was just one more skill that would need to be passed on to the other stallions, considering that was exactly what they were going to need to do with the Changelings. Waiting to engage properly was what non-infested stallions did. Waiting to engage at the opportune moment was what he did, and that was what they needed to learn.

The parasite took that from him, storing it in the bundle of other things that they were learning from this situation that would need to be spread out through the Hive and the infested.

As the pegasus flopped out on the floor, gasping for breath, his hips hunching almost without him being aware of it, Darkmoon glanced back at Sunlight. The bigger stallion looked back, nodded, and then lowered himself down, pressing his cock directly against the throbbing shaft that the pegasus was displaying. That drugged, sensitizing pre-cum immediately became a lube between them as the brighter-furred stallion started thrusting, grinding, rubbing up against the other male.

"Nnngh...what..."

"There's an easy way to test. I told you that. This is it."

"I'm not...I'm not..."

"You'll enjoy stallions soon enough."

"Nnngh...stop...please..."

The begging was not very convincing, and that was likely because the other stallion was getting stiffer and harder the longer that the frotting went on for. It wasn't just the drugged pre-cum, though (although that was causing most of the stiffening and throbbing). It was the fact that Sunlight had a huge dick, and he knew how to use it. He thrust forward, back, forward, back, gradually rubbing it up against the other stallion's rod. The pegasus's cock wasn't as big as the unicorn's, but it was big enough, the flare filling up and going wider and wider the more that the arousing pre-cum dribbled down on it. The other pony's shaft throbbed harder than usual, getting thicker and heavier, wider, more veiny. The whole thing looked like a monster of a cock, enhanced and teased to peak size and perfection.

It didn't take long for the pegasus's tongue to start lolling out, for the protests to turn to moans, for his eyes to roll back in their sockets. Sunlight Charger's balls bumped against the other stallion's, adding a little more stimulation, the two of them frotting that much harder as the bigger unicorn pushed down with his front hooves, pinning those spreading wings in place. Mayor Mare joined Darkmoon in watching.

"Did you know it would go like this?" she asked.

"I assumed it might."

"The plan didn't include that."

"My parasite is still processing everything."

"The Hive benefits greatly from you."

"I would hope so."

"I think that you will be the one that it treasures most."

"Until we find someone better educated."

Darkmoon was not fooling himself. He was a drone, just like the others. He just had more experience, more things that could be drawn from his mind and memory. When that was all drained, his treasured status would fall, and they would want something different, something else, someone else more educated that would continue to give the Hive what it needed to grow. That would happen by the time that they moved on Canterlot, if not before. He knew the sort of priorities that the Hive was developing, and he knew how little he could give towards the end-game.

But for now, he was valuable. As the show before them continued, with the Changeling getting ever more amped up from the pleasure, he circled around. He could have infested the pegasus right then and there, but there was something going on. That shimmer that they had lied about before was starting to look like it might just -

Yes, there it was. It was nothing more than a flicker of light near the head, just behind the eye, and it faded almost as soon as it had started. However, he had seen the difference, a hint of black beneath the orange. They'd been right. Dawning Glory, the best officer that Equestria had against the Changelings, had been replaced by a Changeling himself.

Now, what do we do with this information?

Well, to start, that meant that the kingdom's force was compromised. If he had been running the Changeling force, he would have taken that infiltration and run with it, pushing forward and replacing as many officers as he could with other Changelings. It would be relatively easy with the recommendations of the best Changeling hunter in the kingdom, and after that...

He wouldn't have had time.

That was something of a pity, but Darkmoon knew that there was no way that a Changeling would have done the raid in buffalo territory that he had bragged about to the ponies in town. That had been a massacre for the Changeling population in that Hive, and no Changeling would have been able to maintain cover while being ordered to get rid of its own. That meant that this Changeling would have only held his post for perhaps a month, not much longer than that. And that was little time to start compromising someone else.

Equestria's military was still mostly intact, but that meant that they didn't have to root out other Changelings. Not yet, at least. They just had to deal with this one.

Darkmoon watched as the frotting continued, the slow grind of cock on cock, the throbbing shaft of an impassive drone driving the needy cock of a drugged stallion further and further towards climax. One thrust, two, three, four, slowly nudging and teasing it towards the end point. Pre-cum dribbled in a small flood around the pegasus's cock, and the flickers were coming harder, faster, more often. Dawning Glory was losing his red mane, replacing it with something blue, and his eyes went from yellow to blue, as well, and faceted.

Soon, the entire disguise crumbled, the other stallion so overwhelmed with lust that there was nothing that he could do against the frotting pleasure that he kept receiving, the throbbing down below keeping him from holding on to his disguise. He just had to hump, thrust, hump, thrust, grinding his dick against the cock on top of him until -

"NNNNGH!"

Dawning Glory, or rather, the Changeling impersonating him, came right then and there. The flood that followed was thick and heavy enough that it splattered all over the place, smearing over the Changeling's chest and leaving it covered with a thick, off-white color. Sunlight Charger followed that up with a load of his own, splattering it against the Changeling's chest and face, marking that black chitinous flesh with everythign that the big guy had to offer. It was a mess, a musky, slimy, dripping mess that would take forever for the Changeling to completely get rid of.

Sunlight Charger pulled himself back, his shaft throbbing and twitching under his belly, while the stallion that had been impersonating an officer laid flat on his back. His breath came slowly, his eyes glazed as they stared straight up at the ceiling. Bug-wings had replaced the feathery pegasus ones, and he didn't move. Not much, at least, even as his cock changed from a hefty stallion shaft to something that was a little more wrinkled.

"...That's what a Changeling looks like?" Sunlight Charger asked. "The hosts...they had interesting ideas of what they looked like, but I didn't think that they were right."

"It's what they look like. It's clear to see why they change form so much. They don't want people to see them like this. They think that they can never get loved like this."

Personally, Darkmoon as drone believed that it wasn't that bad. They were insects, and insects were meant to be held down. The drone had previously wondered just how it would feel to interrogate one with his cock, to push them down and use them the way that he had used others, but this was not the time. He needed to find out what this one knew, and then...then they needed to present the offer.

He glanced at Mayor Mare, and then stepped to the side. That host was the one that was supposed to present the offer, considering the way that things had gone.

"Do you have a name?" Mayor Mare asked the panting Changeling.

"Nnngh...mmmph...Moro..."

"Moro. If you haven't already guessed, we are not normal ponies."

"I...I gathered...nnngh..."

The Changeling lifted his hips again, thrusting his dripping cock into the air, showing it off once more as it dribbled down onto his face. It was clear to Darkmoon that he was barely sober, barely past the edge of need that they had forced on him, and that he needed far more than he had gotten. But that was coming. That would come if he was a good, cooperative Changeling, if he did what they asked. Or after they infested him, it wouldn't matter. Either way, it wouldn't be a torment to suffer through for long.

"We are members of a different Hive."

"Nnngh...you...you aren't...you aren't Changelings."

"No, we are not."

Mayor Mare turned around. As she did, she lifted her tail, the beginning of her anal tendril slowly pushing out. It extended until it was as long as her real tail, the limber thing twitching left, right, and then left again, showing itself off. It pushed down, stroking the shaft of the Changeling, and then pulled back in as the mare turned around once more.

"We are a Hive that takes things from the inside."

"How...where..."

"We don't know where we come from, but we know what we need. Hosts. And we know what you need. Affection."

"Nnngh...you..."

"We are willing to offer you a deal. Cooperation between our two Hives."

"..."

"You are willing to listen?"

"I will...hah...listen..."

"Good. Sunlight."

The light-furred unicorn leaned down, slowly putting his mouth to use against the Changeling's shaft. It was part of the agreed-upon reward for finding one that was willing to be reasonable with them, something that would at least show that they were willing to put out something in good faith. The Changeling groaned in pleasure, slowly closing his eyes.

"Are you still listening?" Mayor Mare asked.

"Nnngh...yes..."

"Good. Then this is the offer. We will give you guaranteed affection. There are ponies all over the town that have already been consumed and pulled into the Hive. They feel what the Hive tells them to feel. We offer that affection towards you."

"Mmmph...and in...in exchange?"

"In exchange, you offer us hosts."

"..."

"We will give you all that you can ask for in terms of affection, and you give us bodies. Bodies that our young can fill, bodies that our next generation can take and use for our purposes. If you do this, then you will never start. If you do this, then you will have all you need as we spread further and further."

"...I...I can't make...that decision..."

"Why not?"

"I'm not...I'm not the queen..."

Darkmoon should have known. They were dealing with another drone, not someone that had authority, power, or anything useful. He grunted and cursed softly under his breath, not happy about this, and neither was his parasite.

"But I can...I can take the offer to her...Just give me...ah...give me three days...and I will...get you what you need...I promise..."

Darkmoon looked at Mayor Mare, and then at Sunlight. They both looked back at him. The decision had to be made, and it had to be made soon. Did they trust this drone to do what he said, or should they infest him right then, right there, to keep the risk minimal?

The End

Summary: A trap is laid for the incoming Dawning Glory, the likely Changeling suspect.

Tags: M/M, Oral, Forced Orgasm, Aphrodisiacs, Humiliation, Changeling, Ponies, Stallion, Mare, MLP, Four-Legged, Series, Frotting, Sensitive, Blowjob, Cum, Parasite,