Celestia's Relaxing Vacation

Once again, Celestia hadn't visited Chrysalis in some time. There had been times when she was having so much fun with her new life that she forgot Chrysalis was even there waiting for her. Other times she had put serious consideration into whether to blame her or just kill her and continue living her new life. Still, even after having fully decided to continue indefinitely, it felt like a waste to just torment and kill her like the rest. Such a unique and talented creature should be made use of somehow. To that end, she devised a new plan.

She studied everything they knew about changelings for quite a while, even managing to catch a few and handing them over to the Magic University for 'research'. The specimens never survived long, but each one gave them new valuable information. Celestia even joined in with some of the research, given private time with some of the captives. She found that not only could she mind-control the changelings and lock them into whatever form she wanted, they would even keep said form when they died. The more she learned, the more she had an idea for another fun game.

After all she'd done, Celestia was sure more than a few of her subjects would love to see her gone, but of course they were all afraid to try anything after the many examples she had made. But what if they thought that just for a while she was helpless? Who would jump at the chance to take her down? Trixie? Shining? Even Twilight? Would her loyal soldiers even stop them? Celestia knew just how to find out.

Now that she was confident in her ability to control Chrysalis, she could have the changeling queen take her place, feign illness, and wait to see who took the bait. Chrysalis could easily mimic her, even down to having been pregnant for about the same amount of time, and now that Celestia fully understood changelings, not even death would turn her back to herself. Celestia could follow and watch invisibly to see what fun was had with her, her corpse, or anyone else that happened to bite it during the event.

Celestia teleported Chrysalis into her bedroom in the dark of night, tucked her into her own bed, and let her sleep there that night, though now locked into Celestia's image and control. The next morning, she had a quickie with Luna's corpse for good luck, but then rather than rise to perform the sunrise and other morning duties, she had Nurse Redheart brought to her room.

Redheart was shivering as she was escorted in, the door shut leaving her alone with 'Celestia'. Her eyes were wide, her tail tucked between her legs; she never knew what might happen when Celestia summoned her after all. While she had been kept on to help care for Sunrise Sparkle, she had done her best to avoid contact with the queen when she could. She walked to the bed, trying to ignore Luna's headless corpse still tucked in next to Celestia, and bowed low.

"G-greetings Queen Celestia," Redheart said, "You are still in bed? Are you feeling well?"

"No," whispered Celestia, "I fear... well I believe there has been complications with my... feeding habits... Anyway, I'm going to need an examination."

"Feeding... habits?" asked Redheart.

"Oh I guess you might not know," said Celestia weakly, "I usually eat the souls of my victims, keeps them from coming back to haunt me you know. Anyway I think it must have overloaded my magic somehow and... well in short I woke up this morning and can't so much as lift my blanket. My magic seems to be fizzled out."

"I see..." Redheart slowly rose from her bow, "I'm sorry to hear that. Does... that mean you can't raise the sun?"

"About that," said Celestia, "I'll need you to go to the Magic University and discreetly let the headmistress know that they'll need to raise the sun and moon until I feel better. We have to keep this as quiet as possible."

"Of course..."

"For now I need a checkup," said Celestia, "You can summon your sister too if you need assistance."

"Well your aura does seem a bit... different than usual, but I am not sure I am qualified to check on this illness," said Redheart, "I can try of course but..."

"I suppose not, being a mud pony," said Celestia casually, pretending not to notice Redheart's frown at the racial slur, "Bring the headmistress and a few mages that might know how to look into this. I'll wait for you here, but remember, as few ponies are to know about this as possible."

"Of course your Highness," Redheart bowed again, more stiffly this time, and turned to go, "You can trust me."

Celestia totally couldn't trust her, but that was the point. Before the day was out virtually anyone that Redheart thought would listen would probably know what was going on. It would then hopefully be just a matter of time before some pony acted. She wondered if Redheart would give it some time or if she was dumb enough to immediately try something without further examination of Celestia.

She wasn't disappointed. The sun was raised within the hour, so she knew Redheart had done at least part of her request, but it was several more hours before someone again knocked at her door, far longer than it would have taken to find several magical doctors. It was, once again, Nurse Redheart. Once again she moved close to the bed and bowed low.

"I beg forgiveness for how long it took," said Redheart, "Please accept my apologies."

"I'll think about it," Celestia gave a response typical for her, "Where are the others?"

"They said they would need to do the examination where they had their equipment," said Redheart, "There is too much to come here with, are you strong enough to walk there with me?"

"Of course I am," Celestia grunted, sliding out from under her blanket and crawling around Luna to get to the edge of the bed. She rose to stand on all four hooves, but had a great deal of trouble standing. When Redheart put out a hoof to assist, Celestia practically hissed until she pulled it back again. She got up herself and walked towards the bedroom door, her steps out of sync as if she was extremely disoriented, "You've told no one else?"

"O-Of course not, your Highness," Redheart was a terrible liar.

An earth and pegasus guard were waiting outside her room, and each took flanking positions as if to quietly escort her. Celestia allowed Redheart to walk in front to lead them, and she was guided down the tower stairs and towards a side entrance of the castle closest to the magic university. Celestia made sure to have plenty of trouble going down the stairs, to the point that the guards had to help her a bit to make sure she didn't tumble down them, exchanging nervous glances as they did.

Once out of the palace, they headed right for the university though a back ways, slipping in through a side door. There were more stairs leading up, and Celestia had to practically be carried. When they arrived at their destination, it was a dark room with a ritual table in the middle and seats all around. There were about a half dozen mages, but most weren't mages Celestia recognized a being high-ranking. Redheart had probably cherry picked the mages she thought most likely to go along with things. Then there was one Celestia did recognize, Trixie.

"Place her on the altar," said Trixie, "Trixie will lead and run a scan on her Highness to find what the affliction is, then Trixie will heal her." Trixie was a better liar than Redheart.

Celestia was placed on the altar, which was big enough to hold her torso with her legs hanging off. She let her wings and tail droop down as well. Trixie took her place at Celestia's head, and charged up her horn, the others responding by doing the same, each seeming to edge closer to Celestia's head. Celestia realized that this wasn't how this sort of thing was done, but she let them think that she was dumb enough to fall for it. Redheart and Tenderheart sat at the entrance, watching with interest.

"This will sting a little," said Trixie, "Actually it may sting a lot; we have to look deep."

An arc of power suddenly connected Trixie and Celestia's horn, energy dancing about between them. The other mages followed her example, driving their own energy into Celestia's horn. It didn't feel like an exam; it felt exactly like it was, they were trying to break her horn and doing it together to make sure it was powerful enough. Pain shot through Celestia's body, making her grit her teeth and close her eyes tightly, shaking violently from the power. Even the real Celestia, nestled safely in one corner, felt the pain. It seemed to be a side effect of how tightly she had bound herself to Chrysalis in order to keep her shifted properly.

The horn was surprisingly resistant considering its owner's present condition. When it did shatter, ponies had to dodge shards of bone as it blew apart, now no more than a sharp stump above where her wedding band sat, smoking and burnt black. Celestia groaned out in pain and appeared to take a few moments to recognize what happened, screaming again and looking upwards when she did.

"You fools!" said Celestia from between clenched teeth, "Look what you've done... I'll have your-"

"Trixie has only done what she intended to do," Trixie laughed, "And now the tyrant goddess is at Trixie's mercy to do as she pleases."

"My guards will not stand for-" Celestia started again.

"The guards most loyal to you won't know until you're dead," said Trixie, "Every pony in this room wants to see you dead." She turned to the nurses, "You two, take the two guards and fetch the Twilight Sparkle. Also her mother and brother. Her whole family."

The four left to fetch the others, but Trixie didn't wait to begin. She circled around Celestia, a huge grin on her face, and nosed Celestia's tail to the side to reveal her sleek slit and tight pucker. Her horn glowing, she cast a spell to reshape her own body, much as Celestia loved to do, until a sheath swung beneath her, rapidly swelling as her cock flopped out and began to harden. She pulled herself up on the ponderous plot, wrapping her hooves about to Celestia's cutie marks and prodding her shaft at her rear entrances.

"Don't you dare," said Celestia, "Or I'll make sure you can never fuck again."

"You still don't understand," said Trixie, "You are now Trixie's cock sleeve. Trixie will rape you deep and fuck your foal right out of you."

"You won't dare touch-"

"Could someone remove the goddess's teeth?" asked Trixie, "Some pony is bound to want a throat fuck at some point. Remove her tongue too, Trixie is tired of listening to her commands."

Before Celestia could say much more, her muzzle was forced open by one unicorn as a second one examined her. Taking hold of a ritual knife in her magic, the second jammed the knife into her lower gum behind her tooth, ramming it into her gum until it was deeper than her tooth root, then pried hard until the tooth popped out and slid across the floor. This continued with each tooth, definitely not caring to be neat, popping out one at a time. Celestia held her screams until about the third tooth, at which point she wailed, tears finally rolling down her cheeks.

Meanwhile Trixie pushed into Celestia's other end, parting her cunt lips with her thick shaft and pressing deep until she felt her tip lodge against her cervix. She gripped her rump harder and started to thrust, slamming her blunt tip against the entrance to Celestia's occupied womb with each thrust. Trixie definitely enjoyed herself, groaning loudly and drooling onto Celestia's behind as she slammed forward. With each stroke her hips pushed more violently into her, until finally she felt her tip break open the fleshy barrier and pop into the fluid-filled womb.

Trixie's belly came to rest on Celestia's behind as she continued her rape, slapping their bodies together as she used her magic to lengthen her fuck spear, sliding deeper as Celestia's womb juice trickled out around it and drooled down Trixie's balls and both their thighs. She finally felt her tip bump against the fetus within Celestia, groaning again as she felt it wriggle inside. She concentrated, carefully feeling her magic inside of Celestia, trying to line up the foals' body with her cock, then pressing her cock against its back end with each stroke, trying to force herself into the unborn foal.

"How does it feel to be Trixie's cock sleeve?" Trixie panted, "Ready for Trixie to fuck you with your own unborn foal?"

The nurses arrived to see Celestia getting the last of her teeth scooped out. The mages wasted no time stretching out Celestia's tongue as well, pulling it as far as they could and slicing it off at the base. Celestia made a gurgling noise as the tongue was dropped onto the floor.

Meanwhile Trixie was holding her behind tightly as she concentrated, holding the fetus with her magic as she tried to penetrate it. She arched her back and squealed as she finally felt the tiny convulsing ball of flesh slip over her cock. She gripped harder, fluid pouring out from around her cock as she pushed herself deeper. She didn't know if she was in a cunt or an ass, but she didn't care. It was the tightest fleshy expanse she could have ever imagined.

The nurses had brought Shining and Velvet as commanded, along with Twilight as well. Shining and Velvet were walking free of their chains and spreaders, even removing their collars, but Twilight had been left in her collar and was restrained by the two guards.

"You were serious!" Shining exclaimed, frozen for a moment.

"T-this is great!" Velvet agreed.

"No!" Twilight wasn't as agreeable, "You can't kill her! She hasn't killed me yet!" Twilight really had her priorities straight.

"Trixie will take care of you once your wife is dead," Trixie panted, "But first when Trixie is done here, she will give you all a turn with Queen Slut, before or after she's dead as you desire."

Trixie went back to work as they watched, especially grinning towards Twilight as she prepared to fuck her foal out of her wife. As her cock thrust deep, Celestia's body convulsed in response, her pussy contracting and pushing the fetus back against Trixie's cock. The unborn fuck meat squirmed delightfully on her cock as she felt it push back further, soon stretching out Celestia's tunnel.

As she felt her cock tip exit the infants other end, its squirming finally ceased, Trixie held it tightly against her with her magic. As she thrust forward, she pulled the glob of flesh back, right to Celestia's entrance, then as she pulled back she pushed it inward again, fucking Celestia with her infant's corpse as Trixie enjoyed her own cock inside the tight bloody rape flesh. Trixie relaxed herself and sped her motions for another minute before she finally blasted off inside Celestia. Her cum shot form the fetus's muzzle and into Celestia's bloody womb, stretching it tightly before flowing back around the dead foal and out onto the floor along with all her other fluid. Trixie shook violently as she let herself loose for several minutes, savoring her prey as she loaded her up.

As Shining watched, he felt his own cock come to life, throbbing needfully. He nuzzled at his mother's flank gently, and she responded by spreading her legs and hiking her tail up into the air for her son. He pulled himself up atop her from behind so they could both still watch the show, pushing his cock head against her pregnant cunt and sinking inside. His hips pushed forward and hers pushed back, together working into smooth rotations against one another. Velvet turned to kiss her son deeply, then turned to watch again.

"Mmm, I love your pussy," Shining said, "We're gonna stay together, right Mom?"

"Oh yes Son," panted Velvet, squeezing his cock inside her tightly, "We'll start a new family with each other, away from here, away from Twilight too."

"I was afraid you'd be mad that she's gonna die," said Shining.

"Not after what she's done," said Velvet, "I want to fuck her corpse with you, just to savor that she's dead."

"Mmm, we will Momma," Shining drooled on her ear and clenched her behind more tightly.

"You'll do as Trixie demands," panted Trixie as she pulled her cock from Celestia, fetus still clinging to it. She slid the clump of cum-coated flesh from her shaft, allowing it to splat on the ground behind Celestia, then turned to the guards, "Take her wings too, let her be a mud pony since she loves them so much."

There wasn't a great many instruments for removing limbs in the chamber, but it was easy enough to improvise. Celestia struggled weakly, trying to speak again but only serving to drool blood and shiver atop the altar. Her wings were forcibly stretched outward, only able to flap weakly in the magical grasp as they were suddenly twisted about at the base. The ritual blades sank into her shoulder flesh, rammed against the wing joint as they continued to twist, prying and pressing until first one wing than the other popped loudly and was pulled out of joint. The rest of the flesh was easier to saw away, though the work went slowly. Finally the two wings were tossed aside, leaving the sobbing tyrant reduced to nothing.

As she watched, Trixie turned herself towards the two nurses, horn glowing brightly and her magic washing over them. Without warning, the two staggered at the addition Trixie gave them, each having been gifted with a thick sheath between their hind legs. Their shafts spilled forth and hardened quickly, the nurses already worked up by watching Celestia suffer. Trixie didn't have to tell them what she had done such for, and both of them approached Celestia, Redheart from behind her and Tenderheart from her front.

"Ready to be used like a proper cum bucket?" asked Redheart, "It must disgust you to get raped by a pair of mud ponies, you poor thing."

Nurse Redheart moved to mount up Celestia from behind, gripping her tightly and prodding at her posterior. For a moment she just enjoyed how Celestia shivered in pain and impotent anger beneath her, then finally pushed her hips forward. She lubricated herself by pushing her shaft into Celestia's overstretched cunt, thrusting several times to get it wet with blood, cum, and other fluid, then pulled out. She then moved to Celestia's tight pucker, forcing herself into her clenching ring and moaning at the feel of warm, unwilling flesh around her shaft. She had to admit that raping somepony felt amazingly hot, she could see why Celestia did it so much.

Tenderheart meanwhile took a moment to savor Celestia's face, licking tears off as the goddess wept, running her tongue across her eye, then moving down to give her a brief mocking kiss, enjoying the taste of drooling blood more than she'd admit. She then slowly mounted Celestia's front, her cock tip forcing itself between Celestia's lips. They clamped down as Celestia bit with her soft cums, making a tight fleshy hole for Tenderheart to push into. She reached her front hooves up to bear them down into Celestia's wing nubs, then thrust herself into Celestia's throat, using the sobs to pleasure her shaft, vibrating her.

Trixie left them to it, instead turning her attention over to where Shining Armor was still thrusting lovingly into his mother from behind, periodically exchanging deep kisses while they watched Celestia's torment. Trixie looked over at Twilight, who was sobbing in tune with her wife, still held down with her belly to the floor.

"Hmm, her Highness will probably be used for some time," said Trixie, "Let's go ahead and start with some other members of Twilight's family. Trixie is going to make sure she sees them ALL die." She looked to a nearby mage, "Seize Shining and hold him down. I'll take care of Mommy."