Manehatten Blues

“Repeat what you just said” Chrysalis whispers, her eyes shrinking under the dim red light.

“You don’t have to take on the form of someone I know to have my love” I say taking her hand.

“BULLSHIT!” she roars.

A flash of emerald light fills the room, then I feel her hand grab me by the throat then shove me onto the bed.

“DO YOU THINK THAT JUST BECAUSE I CAN WALK THE STREETS IN MY TRUE FORM MEANS THAT EVERYONE ELSE IS COMFTORBLE AROUND ME?!” she lowers her muzzle to my ear her hot breath claws its way into my ear.   “Do you know what it’s like to have millions kneeling at your throne begging forgiveness for even the most miniscule of crimes then once everything falls around you and everyone you thought loved you abandons you and you have to BEG forgiveness from the very country you tried to invade. Do you think I expected them to forgive me? Would you find it strange that I hoped they would kill me? Well they didn’t kill me; they just let me spend ten years under their observation making sure I didn’t overfeed on their subjects but I think even you’re human psyche can fill in the blanks of the changeling queen turned stripper”

She lets go of my throat, I shove her off me and sit up.

“Are we going to get this over with or do you have any more sob stories?” I sigh.

“Have you ever fucked a woman before?” she scoffs.

“No” I mumble feeling the sting in my ears.

“Alright first lesson” She grabs my hair and shoves my face above her cunt.

“Lick” she growls.

I gingerly scrape the surface of her folds and she shoves me closer.

“Deeper”

My tongue slips into her… the taste and smell of spearmint crawl into my brain. Each lick makes her nails dig into my scalp, and each stroke on her walls make her moan in delight until she lets out a primal scream and her walls clamp down on my tongue sending a torrent of hot, thick, cum down my throat.

“That was… acceptable” she gasps as she lets go of my head.

“You’re welcome” I mumble making my way to the bathroom when Chrysalis grabs my coat.

“And where are you going?” she asks.

“To wash my mouth, you got what you needed so you don’t have to stay any longer and don’t start a ‘merciful queen gesture’ speech you already stepped over line thinking I was one of those shallow bastards.”

“Then perhaps you need a little… relief” she purrs sliding her hand to my collar.

“Woman… I have been telling myself that sex is a stress reliever for years! That falls next to figuring out that monogamy and marriage are

BOTH complete and utter bullshit!”

I try force myself out of her grip but as I do a bright green flash fills the room, burning off my coat and anything else underneath it.

“Jesus” she gasps.

“Doesn’t exist.” I grumble.

“How did this happen?” she asks tracing the scars on my back.

“The drawbacks of dating a masochist and asking her to flog me with a whip made of fish hooks” I turn around.

“When was this?” she asks tracing the long scar on my wrist.

“The day I thought God would forgive me-” I say coldly “-ya see Chrysee, I don’t think it’s strange to think about killing yourself, in fact I think killing yourself is the sanest thing anyone can do to themselves because at least you get to choose how you die instead of it taking you by surprise”

“And these?” she rubs her thumb over pinpricks on the back of my neck.

“Adrenaline… I didn’t sleep for a week once, then they found out I was responsible for stealing from the clinic but the judge thought endangering ‘innocent’ lives was worse."

I turn around; her emerald snake eyes are on the verge of tears.

“Do you want to know the worst feeling in the world is? You may have been the queen of an entire race even when you’re exiled but try being strapped to a wall in a narrow cell in nothing but darkness being alive with no one other than yourself is worse than anything you can experience. Being alone is worse than any hell some fat hypocrite preacher can shove down your throat. I didn’t ‘try’ to kill myself, I succeeded!  And do you know what’s on the other side? Nothing… just darkness; that’s the day I decided to move to Equestria as soon as the doctors released me, my phone was being filled with names of random doctors or medication that would have killed me anyways, my family thought they were helping but they succeeded in making me throw my phone into a wood chipper”

Chrysalis blinks… a tear slides down her cheek. I tell myself it’s just another con even as she closes the gap between us and presses her lips on mine her thin forked tongue glides across my teeth and I allow it entry, letting it wrap around my tongue, she wraps her arms around my neck BZZZT!!! Doorbell. I rip her arms off my neck; take a red hoodie out of the closet, Chrysalis rips the hoodie out of my hands while I put on a black tank top and open the door to find Ditzy trembling like she’s about to kill someone.