“Good morning, class. I trust you all had a pleasant night?”

Chrysalis' pleasant demeanor wasn't fooling me. I'd seen enough of her to know better, but I replied in kind, right along with the rest of my classmates. “Yes, Queen Chrysalis.” Something felt wrong... I didn't know what it was – I should have been eagerly looking forward to the time when I'd give the love I'd collected to my Queen. But instead of anticipation, I felt ... nervous. There was no reason for it, but also no way around that stupid weird feeling.

Was it that I had no pony love to bring her? I didn't know what storing pony love felt like – I'd never done it before – but I was sure that I must have some. I spent all night with Summer; I must have gathered some love!

“Yes, Queen Chrysalis,” the class droned as a whole. I must have missed Chrysalis' second question. Stupid! Still, it must have just been something along the lines of 'And you brought me plenty of pony love to feed on?' or something.

Sitting at her desk, the Queen uncharacteristically relaxed, propping her back hooves up. “Playing back your memories will take some time, younglings, so we will get started immediately. Flivvy, yours will be first.”

Flivvy made her way to the front without any hint of hesitation. That much had been drilled into all of us by now.

Chrysalis wasted no time, and she immediately began magically peering into Flivvy's mind. For a moment, all was still, but she soon began showing more and more interest in the images flickering inside her eyes. “Hm, yes... Good.” She licked her lips. “Oh, good use of your tongue there. Very innovative for a beginner... ... Oh my! ... Again already?”

When the spell finally faded, Chrysalis stretched her hooves and rose from the desk. She paced around it, turned around, and presented herself to Flivvy. “Now, deliver that stallion's love to me.” She glanced over her shoulder to her student. “And make it good. Show me your talents with that tongue of yours.”

Obediently, Flivvy stepped up to Chrysalis, opened her mouth, and stuck out her tongue in an almost pleading way.

Chrysalis smiled toothily at this. “What a good servant. I have taught you well!” With slow grace and dignity, she raised her tail. Her royal pussy winked lewdly to the class, already oozing in anticipation of collecting all her students' love ... or perhaps from mentally watching Flivvy's exploits? After what seemed to me like far too long to wait for such a blessing as Flivvy, she spread her hind legs apart, gradually lowering the steamy bulge of her nether lips straight onto and into Flivvy's waiting mouth. In the now-quiet classroom, I could hear the wet squish as two of the places I most desired to have my cock inside came together as one.

I licked my lips, and Flivvy licked the Queen's other lips.

“Mmm, yes...” Chrysalis' haunches slowly writhed back and forth, grinding her pussy across Flivvy's muzzle. “You have learned some talent with your...” Her motions stopped for a moment, though, before redoubling in intensity. Still, she didn't seem to be getting what she wanted. She looked over her shoulder and glared at Flivvy – or at least the bit of Flivvy's face visible behind her rump and under her tail. “Selfish, impudent whelp!” Spinning around, abandoning Flivvy's attempt at pleasing her, she smacked Flivvy to the floor with a burst of green magic. “How dare you waste all that love energy on yourself? How dare you use every drop of it?” The green field of force holding Flivvy down intensified. “I should force you to service every changeling in the hive until you die from exhaustion! I should choke you to death with my own ovipositor! I should force you to subsist on nothing but licking cum stains from the...” Gradually, the Queen's breathing slowed as she calmed herself, and the green force holding Flivvy down diminished. She took several long, calming breaths before she spoke again, “No... No, I am a wise and benevolent Queen, and such I shall remain. You will be punished, but your punishment will serve to educate you, rather than destroy you.”

The green magic pinning Flivvy to the floor faded away entirely, but Flivvy remained there, trembling and not daring to rise or even look up at her Queen.

Chrysalis pulled Flivvy's chin up with a disdainful flick against the young mare's horn. “The first of your many stages of punishment will be to fully service every single one of your classmates as they deliver their love collections to me. Do you understand?”

“Yes, my Queen!” Flivvy blurted out, instantly rising from her prostrate sprawl to an abject bow.

“Very well...” Chrysalis glanced for a moment at a bit of flake-paper on her teacher's desk. “The next student who will be delivering a supply of pony love is ... Mik-Mik. Come forward.”

Mik-Mik's assignment review and delivery of love to Chrysalis went much smoother – in no small part thanks to Flivvy slickening his short, chubby shaft with her tongue before he eagerly shoved it into Chrysalis' pussy; Flivvy's obscenely dutiful attention paid to his dangling balls the entire time. I have to admit to licking my lips in anticipation of my own turn when Chrysalis pulled his flaring cock out of herself and into Flivvy's mouth just before he came. Wide as it was, Flivvy took it in, using Chrysalis' lingering juices to slide it as far as she could down her throat before Mik-Mik began pumping into her. This was going to be good! So ... why was some other part of me still dreading my own turn?

* * *

“Buzzik! ...” Chrysalis panted for breath a moment before continuing – Zilly's turn for exchanging her love supply had really taken the Queen's breath away. “Buzzik, come forward.”

I still felt that something was wrong, that I had some secret guilt even though there was obviously nothing to hide. I'd done my mission exactly like I was supposed to, and I hadn't squandered the love energy! I wasn't even sure how to do that. The idea that anyone other than the Changeling Queen could internalize and make use of pony love-energy was news to me! But I knew better than to show any sign of weakness. I rose from my seat and went up to Chrysalis' spot at the front of the classroom with the best impersonation of confidence and poise I could manage – and it wasn't half-bad, either. I'd scored well back in 'Intro to Acting and Deception' class.

Once again, Chrysalis lit up her horn and touched it to mine, and once again, my recent sexual experiences flashed in front of my eyes. It was quite pleasurable, really, except for having the overbearing presence of a coldly disdainful outside observer in my head along with me.

Before she was even halfway through my first real pony coupling, though, she broke the connection with a small gasp. “Buzzik,” she demanded of me, “what name did you call yourself as a pony?”

Why did she need to ask? Couldn't she see it from my memories? But a Queen's dictates did not need to be understood to be followed. “I was a pegasus named Lightheart.”

When Flivvy gasped, both the Queen and I turned to look at her. “And what name did you use?” Chrysalis asked her.

“Summer Breeze.”

Our eyes met and we stared at each other. Good Goddess, I'd banged my long-time crush and not even known it! I ... I... Wow! I gulped.

Queen Chrysalis planted a hoof on her own face. “You imbeciles!”

Uh-oh. So all those vague feelings of unease had been very justified. This wasn't going to be good – I'd come back without any real pony love energy, and I'd come back after completely failing in my assignment. There was no possible way this could turn out well for me. But then again, hadn't it already turned out well? Hadn't I spent a fantastic night of love-making with the changeling mare of my dreams, the very same one I'd had a crush on for so long? Not really. I hadn't known it was her, and that sort of ruined things, didn't it?

Chrysalis' hoof smashed down to the stony floor with a resounding bang, drawing me back to more immediate problems, such as the likelihood that my Queen would kill me in the next few seconds. She'd regained her composure and was now staring at the two of us, cold and distant as the stars ... and just as far out of our control. “Leave this classroom, right now. You will both wait for me outside while I grade the efforts of your betters and decide how best to punish you.”

I stood, staring at her, my heart pounding. How could things have gone so wrong?

“Now!” she yelled.

Startled into action, the two of us scurried away as fast as our hooves could take us, then flew up and out through the classroom's entrance hole. So then it was just the two of us, just me and Flivvy, both of us panting for breath and at the ends of our wits and our hopes. All was lost now – we had personally drawn the ire of the Queen. This was the end, and a terrible end at that.

But then, I looked over at Flivvy. Goddess, she was beautiful. Even scared and bedraggled, she had a charm to her that I couldn't resist staring at. And I'd slept with her! Well, sort of. I hadn't known it at the time, but it still counted, right?

Flivvy looked up at me as well. The look in her eyes wasn't quite the fear, shock, or even disgust I expected from her. No, it was something softer, almost mirthful. “So,” she said, “I guess we did it last night, huh?”

It was strangely easy to put aside Chrysalis' wrath when I had Flivvy right there in front of me. It was still there, like a shadow over everything, but Flivvy was a bright spot under that shadow – a bright spot I latched onto, perhaps out of desperation. I nodded. “Yeah, I guess we did.”

She laughed, and as she did, the shadow brightened even more. “Was it as good as you always hoped?”

“I... I thought it was just some pony mare.” Seeing the look in her eyes as she heard that made me quickly amend myself. “I mean, um, it was great, sure! One of the best times I've ever had! It's just... I... It doesn't feel real, you know? I can't get it into my head that it actually happened.” It took me a few moments, but what she said finally clicked. “Wait! What do you mean by 'always hoped'? Did you—”

Laying her comforting – and electrifying – hoof on my shoulder, she smiled a lovely smile. “Your little crush on me has been pretty obvious.”

I gulped. As a changeling, I should have been better at hiding my feelings.

Her face came closer to mine, our cheeks almost brushing. I could feel her breath as she whispered, “We have a few minutes... Maybe we could do something about it not feeling real?”

Having her so close, having her suggest things like that, it was making my eyes go wide and my pulse pound in my ears ... as well as having certain other effects on my body. Sounds began filtering up out of the classrooms entrance: panting, grunting, and the soft flesh-on-flesh slaps of another changeling drone delivering love energy to his Queen. Flivvy scooched a little closer still, and now our bodies touched side by side. I wanted it – oh, how I wanted it! – but this was new and strange. I'd never actually done something like this outside of a school assignment. Would Queen Chrysalis be okay with it? Did I even care if she was okay with it or not? It was all something I'd never thought about before, and I had no idea how to react.

Flivvy handled the decision for me, though. She nudged her face under my belly and kissed her lips against the tip of my cock. I hadn't even realized how hard it had gotten, how ready I was ... but she had, and she'd taken action. Her warm lips made the decision for me: this was good, more than good – it was the best thing ever! When I moaned a little, she pulled away to look up at me, melted me to my core with her sweet smile, then dipped down again. This time, she opened wide, enveloping the end of my cock in a glorious wet warmth that seemed to spread through my whole body, smoothing away any lingering tension and doubt I still had.

As she began bobbing her head up and down, she hummed to herself. She'd never done that when we were disguised, even though it felt amazing.

So that meant... I gasped, either because of the realization or because she'd just gone much deeper, taking me into her throat and licking her long tongue around my medial ring. Maybe – could it be? – that meant she saw me differently than our first time. Not some random pony stallion she'd been assigned to fuck, but a changeling drone she liked ... who she wanted to fuck! The idea of that, the heady thrill of it, was nearly enough to set me off right then. I managed to control myself, but only just.

She must have felt something of my barely-restrained enthusiasm, because her hums began to sound more and more like moans of passion, and her plunges down onto my cock became more vigorous and desperate. Each one brought her lower and lower. The smoothness of her throat slid across my length as one of her hooves came up and began gently massaging my balls.

“Flivvy! Flivvy, I'm going to...” I couldn’t restrain myself anymore. I had to—

She pulled away at exactly the wrong moment, shaking her head to fling away the little strand of drool still connecting us. I hunched over and cringed as the cusp of my orgasm approached and then receded again. The only thing that kept me from screaming out loud was the way her flicking her head back and forth made her translucent mane waft through the air before settling again.

But the distress I was in didn't go unnoticed, and Flivvy wasn't unmoved by it. She licked her lips, made a kissing face to me in the air between us, then turned around and presented herself to me in all her glory.

How many times in the past had I snuck glances at Flivvy's lovely little round rump, thrilled if I happened to catch a glimpse of her pussy's pert lips before her tail blocked my view? Now, though... Now she was offering it to me freely, she wanted me to look at her. She was giving her most private and intimate parts to do with as I pleased. How was this even possible? How could I ever have been so fortunate a changeling to be offered this? Of course, in the dying-to-get-off state I was in, I didn't waste much time in appreciating the beauty of her body, or even the impossibly good fortune of her freely offering it to me. I simply saw it and wanted it – I reared up and mounted her savagely, surprising myself with my animal fury as I grabbed her tail in one hoof and her hips in the other. My achingly-hard cock plunged into her wet softness, making her suppress a squeal as I slid into her.

My first thrust didn't get quite all the way in, despite how wet and willing Flivvy was. The second did.

Flivvy yelped when I bottomed out inside her. “Buzzik! Buzzik, I...!”

I rammed myself into her again, burning with the need to feel every inch of her.

“Buzzik, I love you!”

Both of us froze in shock when she blurted that out. It seemed like my mind took ages to process those words, to complete the gargantuan task of figuring out what they meant through the heated fog of lust ... but when the meaning hit home, I came. I hadn't moved except for a slight trembling of the legs; Flivvy hadn't given me any more physical stimulation, but I burst inside her all the same at the sound of those precious words. Over and over my body convulsed, pouring spurt after spurt of my passion into her, filling her with the only kind of love my inferno of lust allowed me to.

She took it like a champ, pressing herself backward onto me, her twitching pussy eagerly sucking in every last drop.

When I'd spent myself completely, I let myself back down to the floor ... or perhaps fell back to the floor might be a better way to say it. I flopped down onto the hard stone limp and panting, wet cock still twitching under my belly. All I could do for a few moments was stare up at her in a slack-jawed stupor of awe, admiration, and affection.

Flivvy turned around, panting herself, and to my slight surprise she was also panting heavily, her sides heaving. “I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to say—”

“What did that mean?” I asked between deep breaths. That question was the most important thing in the universe at that moment.

“Um...” She cringed, biting her lip and looking away. After a long, deep breath, she looked back at me. “I guess it means I'm better at hiding my crush on someone. Well, until that someone is inside me, I guess.” The way she crossed her front legs and looked away again made me feel profoundly uncomfortable for her sake.

I smiled. “I love you too, Flivvy.”

That made her look back at me. “Really?”

I nodded. “As much as a drone can, watching someone every day and wishing they could be together.”

“Aw, that's sweet! A little bit creepy, but really sweet.” She smiled at me, and I grinned dumbly back ... but then her eyes wandered, and she bit her lip in a very different way. “You're still pretty hard, and, well... You want to go again? I still want to get off.”

“Of course,” I said, beckoning her over. As she straddled over me and lowered herself, all I could think was that I was the luckiest changeling who had ever lived. Nothing could ever bring me down.

* * *

We went at it again and again, never getting tired of each other. It reminded me of last night, in some ways. The two of us just clicked together so perfectly. I really was the luckiest changeling ever!

After a few more times, I had her bent over in front of the classroom's entrance hole, pushing myself merrily into her inviting pussy like I didn't have a care in the world. But then, I was forcibly reminded that I did have a care in the world, and perhaps I wasn't the luckiest changeling in history.

Queen Chrysalis flew up out of the hole, already scowling at us. The scowl only deepened when she instantly realized what was going on. Crap! This wasn't going to look good. Now she'd think that we'd sought each other out on purpose yesterday, and that would only make our punishments worse. Not good! And yet, despite all of that reality crashing in, the velvety-warm softness of Flivvy's pussy still had its effect; my flare was swelling inside her, almost ready to burst one more time. And then it did.

Unfortunately, that was the exact moment Chrysalis took it upon herself to grab me with her magic and forcibly yank me off of Flivvy. But by then I was too far gone to stop. My cum spewed across Flivvy's rump and back, across the floor around us ... and in one particularly spectacular spurt, it arced through the air and splattered messily across the Queen's face.

Chrysalis dropped me to the ground harshly, and when I looked up at her, I could only cower in fear. She looked down at me with a demonic scowl, white teeth bared. One eyelid twitched madly as a dribble of my cum slowly trailed down across it.

Fuck.

Author's Note

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