"Now listen, listen to my voice and only my voice. Feel it slipping past your waking barriers and seeping into your subconscious...then...you feel my words opening doors into your mind, making you so easily suggestible, so easily controlled. You want my words to control you; you want me to own you or you would wake up, and stop listening. But you are still asleep...and you revel in the idea of being helpless..."

Chrysalis woke with a start, gasping quickly and groaning when she felt her limbs stick to the soil bed and roll heavily around her, like two weights on loose chains. That horrid dream was plaguing her mind once again...

"Always the same dream..." Chrysalis said quietly to herself, looking up to see the familiar figure of the now thin, once pony, Jasper Ore; standing his post by her archway of a door.

"Jasper, dear, fetch me some water." She asked quickly, to which he nodded and rushed off.

The water was a distraction, she threw off the dirty silk sheet and examined herself..

"How does this keep happening...?"

Dried orgasmic fluid and a pair of eggs lie between her thighs. The changeling queen quickly stuffed the unfertilized eggs into a drawer of her rubbish nightstand. The eggs were useless now, but they could still be broken down to make certain drinks...

Not too later, Jasper rushed back in with a wooden cup balanced on a resin tray, sitting squarely on his back. Walking carefully to the side of her bed, the cup was wrapped in crude, green magic. Taking a long drink, her gulps audible and Jasper looking on with worry. Chrysalis put the cup back on the tray when Jasper finally asked.

"What is weighing on your mind, mother?" His voice still as frank as it was when she first found him.

"Something...I can't pinpoint. Something, or somepony is playing tricks with my mind." She answered, voice growing cold with agitation.

Jasper lifted the cup and tray into the air with his own application of magic. The try settled down on the bed gently and lifting himself up to rest his upper body on her bed, making sure she can't ignore him.

"You are wise, kind, and very powerful. I look at you and feel nothing but warmth...so it deeply troubles me to look at you now and feel disconnected. I think the best thing for you to do is study your feelings-"

The queen snapped her attention to him with wide eyes.

"Disconnected? Jasper, dear, look at me closely and be silent." She didn't let him move a muscle, grabbing his face and yanking the pony to her, squishing his cheeks slightly while she examined his eyes...dark green...with a blue tint...

Queen Chrysalis was losing her control on the hive mind...

"This isn't good..." She said as she let go of his face and spun herself to roll out of the bed, landing on her hooves and rushing out of the royal chambers. Jasper jumped up and followed quickly, unsure of what was happening still.

"Mother-!" He shouted.

"There is no time, sweetheart, stay here and manage things in my place, I will return soon!" The interwoven hive tunnels and narrow paths took her right past the feeding chamber, the changelings all gasping and chattering when the queen rushed by and snatched a rather large bauble from the ground...a feeding core. A simple jar made of clay that contained pure love; it was normally used as a battle snack by her warriors training day by day, but she felt a deep pain in her gut, telling her to take it just in case...

Jasper followed her, trying to ask questions the whole way until she broke free and lifted off the ground, h er body erupting in green fire as she took the form of the black mare with emerald eyes, huge wings fluttering out and taking her airborne, where Jasper could no longer be heard.

Jasper felt the cool wind of autumn in his face, a strange and wary feeling in his gut as the mare became a dot in the sky. With a heavy sigh, he turned around and took a step to enter the cave once again...but his hooves stayed planted in the dirt.

"W-what..."

The cave. Danger, warning, fear, his mind raced with fear. The cave seemed to darken and turn into a foreboding gate to a darker world.

"But...t-this is my home...isn't it?"

Chrysalis flew fast, toward a feeling she could not explain; her wings beat hard and her mind was.a blur with questions that she could not find a reason to ask. The dream was the biggest question; she knew those words, by heart even, but she never heard them in her entire life. It was a mystery with no beginning or viable end...so her second question is what triggered this. There had to be some answer, so in this case, she decided to go with her gut and the one clue she had from the dream.

The royal seal of the moon.

The dark moon had been ingrained in her mind's eye, so there had to be something about the princess of the night that would answer her question. Getting into Canterlot would be difficult, especially after her little invasion; but like any good tactician, the queen knew to keep a few assets hidden...

The guard at the train station was replaced long ago with her own agent, the guard himself lies somewhere in her training chambers as a sport for her warriors...or servant of herself. In reality, though, she had not seen that particular guard in a long time, but she knew her good little doppelganger was still at his post.

Flying slower now, she could see the city against the mountain in the distance. Chrysalis took to a more natural flight, keeping her presence as casual as possible as she saw a few guards moving in her direction along the great city's train station. True, it was odd to just fly in the city...so she needed to find her agent the moment she entered. Wing's just a tad sore by the time she fluttered to a landing at the large station, she wiped her brow and worked up a mock of exhaustion.

"Goodness! What a trip!" She shouted out as a few gold clad guard cantered to her quickly.

"Ma'am, normal entry into Canterlot requires you take the train and-"

Chrysalis cur him off by letting out a long groan and a stretch of her black feather wings, ignoring the stallion until he got worked up...which didn't take long.

"Miss!-"

Chrysalis took a few long steps to close the distance between them and tussled her wings to adjust the clay jar tied around her back. In an instant, she locked eyes with him, her giant emerald eyes boring into his mind t catch a trail she could bait him on...

He likes me...and I didn't even have to say anything! Poor soldiers fall for every pretty girl they see...

"Sweetheaart..." She groaned, walking next to him and letting her luscious black tail flutter under his chin...an old, but very effective trick. "No need to shout, I'm only here to visit." She mused, now finished her trot around him and leaning herself at his side, his face inescapably red.

"You still...have to go through our normal search procedures. The checkpoints normally do that automatically, but didn't, you bypassed them, we have to do a manual search. " he said, doing his best to sound firm.

Already fantasizing? Dirty mind...I like it.

Chrysalis groaned again and looked at the ground solemnly, still leaning on him for support.

"But I'm in a rush, sweetheart..." She whined...waiting...for just a moment...then leaning up to whisper while the other guards try to lean in and hear. "How about we do your search...skip all the formalities and get to the invasive parts and then go our separate ways.

Author's Note

(WARNING! IM SPEAKING IN ALL CAPS BECAUSE THIS IS A WARNING! This chapter is a bit experimental for me; ive been getting more into hypnosis and wanted to try my hand at a little more true to life hypnosis. Now the warning is because this chapter is VERY fetishist. The tags used here are Hypnosis, Forced orgasm, sexual exaustion, tentacles, oviposition, blood, brainwashing, master/pet, bdsm, voyursum and sounding.

This ones going to be a long one and not recommended for the people who want to stay normal. Dont read this its bad.

I decided to break it down into three parts, first comes all the story, next is some guards fun, then the reallllly good parts...and yes...guardSSSS :3