>Rainbow Dash never saw the boulder coming.
>She’d been out running recon for five minutes at most.
>And that was all it took for the situation to go to shit by the time she got back.
>She was still twenty feet up when it hit her square in the back.
>The rock shattered her replacement wing, tearing it off at the base for the second time this year.
>Commander Dash hit the ground face first.
>She’d had harder landings, but this was a bad one.
>Dazed, Rainbow rolled over and spit out a tooth.
>Right now she needed to ignore the pain and find her squad.
>Find out what happened.
>Her eyes were slow to follow their orders.
>Everything was slow.
>Fuzzy.
‘Concussion, has to be.’
>Rainbow Dash propped herself up on an elbow, and braced herself to rise.
>She was cut off abruptly when the world shifted rapidly as something impacted her muzzle.
‘Pink.’
‘Hoof.’
>Dash only recognized it had been a hoof that struck her a few seconds afterwards.
‘Concussion must be worse than I thought.’
>Before Rainbow could rise again, the pink thing that hit her pinned her down to the ground.
‘That helmet…’
>Another blow came.
>Another tooth came loose and the light faded away for a moment.
‘This mare is strong.’

>A fresh surge of adrenaline shot through Rainbow Dash.
>She hated seeing ponies in that sun forsaken helmet.
>Especially on ponies in her own uniform.
>It help clear her mind a little, but it was too little too late.
>The uniform and the helmet covered most of the mare, but there was no mistaking it.
>Pinkamena had been converted.
> Which meant Maud was either converted or…
>Or…
>Popped.
>She’d seen too many good soldiers go out like that.
>Dash had thought it sounded ridiculous when she first heard the reports.
>It wasn’t until she saw it in person that she realized how terrifying it really was.
>Once a convert got in you, it was over.
>They just keep going, even in the face of mortal wounds.
>You had five to ten seconds to get them off a pony.
>After that, the cum started flowing and there was no going back.
>Even if you got them free, all you did was trade a fast death for a slow one.
>That cum was as unholy as it was unnatural.
>A single drop was enough to impregnate a pony with any number of belly-rending shadow spawn.
>Most ‘survivors’ got a lot more than a single drop.
>Rainbow’s eyes locked on the helmet.
>Pinkamena might still be savable.
>Dash hadn’t been gone that long.
>Five minutes, max.
>If she got the helmet off, Pinkamena could still revert.
>If she didn’t, Rainbow was almost certainly going to get splattered.
‘Big if.’

>Rainbow Dash threw a left hoof at the mare pinning her to the ground.
>It was slow.
>Weak.
>It didn’t even land where she was aiming.
>Her blue hoof fruitlessly slid over the top of Pinkamena’s right shoulder.
>Pinkamena replied with a steel head-butt.
>Rainbow’s eyes unfocused.
‘Not good. Out of gas.’
>Above her, Pinkamena assumed a position Rainbow Dash had seen all too often on the battlefield.
>Pink hooves pinned her shoulders, and the body of the mare doing it nested between her thighs.
‘No way in Tartarus I’m going to go out like this.’
>Rainbow gritted her teeth and tried again.
>Her hoof only rose a few meagre inches off the ground before it refused to go further.
‘Fuck.’
>The eye slits in the helmet pulsed, and rainbow felt something long, thick, and meaty thump onto her lower belly.
’No… Not like this…’
>Pinkamena wordlessly slid the cock down her abdomen until the tip rounded her pubic mound.
“Nngh- Snap out of it, bitch!”
>Pinkamena continued unabated.
>Her huge and unnatural cock finally aligned with its target and the brainwashed mare delivered a single deep thrust.
>Even in her addled state, Rainbow Dash felt every inch of the massive rod batter its way inside.
>It was easily twice as thick as any stallion she’d ever laid.
>And it just kept pushing deeper inside her.
>She felt the monstrous cock bottom out inside her, but it just kept pushing.
“Nnghuh”

>Rainbow’s hind legs kicked reflexively behind Pinkamena.
>After another few seconds of unbearable pressure a new pain spiked through her.
>The beastly cock jerked forward another inch and it’s pressing onslaught came to a halt, firmly anchored in her womb.
‘It’s in my… No. NO!’
>Rainbow felt a new pulse deep inside her as the flat head of Pinkamena’s cock flared out.
>It was time.
>Dash panicked.
>This couldn’t be how it ended.
>Rainbow Dash suddenly felt something hot flood her core.
’NO NO NO NONONONO’
>The mare on top of her was motionless.
>The torrent of unholy seed inside her was not.
>Already, Rainbow’s pubic mound was swelling.
>She felt her jumpsuit pressing against it.
>The pegasus had seen it happen dozens of times over the course of the war.
>It hadn’t prepared her to feel it.
>The swell of her flooding womb rose higher on her belly, lifting her navel and spreading the tightness of her jumpsuit to her whole barrel.
>And it just kept coming.
>A tear welled up before rolling down Rainbow’s cheek.
>The longest she’d ever seen a popped mare last had to have been no more than thirty seconds.

>As her middle ballooned, her jumpsuit started to strain.
>It had no give, and Rainbow was finding it harder and harder to breathe.
>It was tough, but it was still just cloth.
>Two or three stitches popped, and numerous seams suddenly split up and down her rounded stomach.
>Her cyan fur spilled through the gaps of the torn dome.
’Is that… me?’
>A sickening, squelched gurgle rose out of her thinning womb as if to answer her.
>There was nothing the commando mare could do but swell like a condom.
>The rips in her uniform grew in width and length as she bloated with Pinkamena’s fell cum.
>Rainbow dash could only barely see the emotionless face of Pinkamea’s helmet over her unfathomably stressed womb.
>The squelching gurgle inside her continued.
>She knew it was going to be the last thing she saw.
>That drew out the tiny  bit of rage and defiance Rainbow Dash had left.
“Nngh- just finish it, you bitch! I’m a fucking cum bubble! How can you not- URKGN!”
>Rainbow Dash was cut off by an abrupt pain that danced all the way across her distorted belly.
‘Finally.’
>Dash felt like she was shattering.
>Hot lines burned all over her over-taut skin as her swollen self tried to stretch further than was possible.
>She felt her belly button flip under the strain of it all.
>The ocean of cum inside her wanted to be freed and it wanted it now.
>Rainbow Dash’s eyes rolled back and she released a gasped breath as the final surge of skittering pain jolted through her paper thin hide.
>Her overburdened womb burst apart into a sickening splatter of steaming cum.
>The puppet-that-was-Pinkamena stood up without a word to find another womb waiting on the front.

—
>”A report came in from the northern line, your Highness.”
>”Good news, I trust, Lieutenant.”
>The guard shuffled slightly.
>”Mixed, more like. There was a significant offensive that was repulsed. About five hundred Converted. We managed to destroy or capture three hundred and twenty three helmets before they withdrew.”
>”That doesn’t sound ‘mixed’ to me Lieutenant. I take it there were casualties.”
>”Significant. Before the wave hit their scouting parties managed to convert one of our commando units. She burst her squad-mate and commander then proceeded to spearhead the attack.”
>”I’m not hearing a number.”
>”One hundred seventy-nine. The converted commando was responsible for almost a third of that before she was brought down.”
>Celestia sighed and looked at the map below her.
>Three hundred of the northern defenders were slated to assist the next southern offensive.
>Now they couldn’t be easily spared.
>The Princess of the Sun removed several figurines from the map before moving two from the northern to the southern front.
>”We’re too far into this to back out, Lieutenant. Notify Field Marshal Armor that we-“
>A battered bat pony in dark blue armor half ran half flew into the command tent before crashing into the chairs around the table.
>Even as exhausted and injured as she appeared, she still shouted her message even as she arrived.
>”CELESTIA! THE SOUTH! COUNTER OFFENSE TOOK THE CAMP! The honor guard was… and LUNA! Celestia… She…She…
>The new mare paused to sob and started to break down.
>”She what? Tell me what happened to Luna.”
>”Oh by the Moon, she went everywhere.”