Author's Note

Don't really ship them, but at least I don't hate the pairing. The only ships I outright say no to are Spike and Twilight (I personally think the people who do that should seek professional help, that's his adoptive sister and one of his primary mother figures thus it is wrong on multiple fronts) and the only other pairing I outright reject is any of the mane 6 being shipped with each other (don't mind it when they share a stallion or just feel a little closer to each other, but for one reason or another I just can't stand the idea of them being a couple [a mainly blame the fan foal art of two mares on deviant art for this because seeing that I just go "nope", even with magic I still find it to be just wrong]). That all said, I'm also kind of new to writing anthro stuff, I chose to write in anthro mainly it feeling less awkward for me to write anatomical things.

Leave your thoughts in comments, but if you're going to down vote at least leave a reason in the comments so I can understand why you dislike it.

Some you might also notice I get a little info dumpy with my headconnon regarding changeling personalities and coloration, also a little redundant. For all that I'm sorry and I honestly don't know how to make its explanations less clunky got the time being.

New Meeting after so long

Queen Chrysalis paced back and forth with a gait that showed she had very little energy and was merely doing it out of a need to do something to calm her nerves within the small space of the lines she dared not cross or step upon, her long light brown robe with no marks on it barely reaching the floor and slightly fluttering about, in hear echoing type voice she said, “Are you sure of this? Combining the rituals will not have any adverse affect? Do the rituals really do what you claim?”

“Of course my queen,” said the changeling, in worn mage robes drawing the mysterious arcane symbols into massive circle around the changeling queen in it's buzzing voice with a minor echo of its own, “One to send you to the new caverns selected as the home for the hive and one to transfer the energy of everything that is not of changeling nature to you to revitalize you. Although since you are at the center your essence will be the template on which all non-absorbed energy is decided, there is a chance you might absorb some of our energies as well.” It had been almost twelve years since the failed Canterlot invasion, the other hives had seen fit to make an example of her hive in all the worst ways possible, they had just barely made it back to the Equestrian wasteland with thrice their current number.

“Not so much I end your lives, I hope,” huffed Chrysalis as she sat down with her legs in position between folded under her and cross-legged at the dead center of the massive ritual circle.”

“Of course not my queen,” said the changeling with an evenness that sent a pang through the queen for a moment, even though she couldn't touch upon the minds of these changelings like other queens she could still get the feeling that they were holding things from her with a powerful accuracy. However the hive had dwindled to just a few hundred now, and her subjects were getting weaker by the minute. She herself had resorted to feeding them the power she had been storing her entire life in order to keep them going the past three months, but that act of selflessness was nearing the end of its viability.

“I am sorry to say this my queen, but because of the complexity of the ritual we require the entirety of the rest of the hive, I wish some of the hive could be present to meet you there. Fear not, we have developed a backup, a consort will be summoned to you, one of great physical prowess to help you rebuild the hive.”

Chrysalis's ear's perked up, she had been the only queen to not have a go at motherhood for her hive, all her subjects were those that chose to willingly follow her instead of her own children, like the other hives.”

“Where is the new hive to be? Whom have you selected as my consort?”

“Beneath the forest called Everfree by the ponies,” said the changeling as he finished his last symbol and went over to large scroll on a rather large pedestal, “the one the Apple family call 'Big Macintosh' if I understand their expressions right.”

“That is the brother of one of the friends of the mare lead to our failings in the invasion,” screeched Chrysalis, “I would tell you to change the target male if we weren't pressed for time and energy,” her her now almost milky green eyes narrowed, “I would advise you to better garner information in the future, Spell Cocoon, but since that is a nonviable option I will do what I must. When will you all be able to meet up with me, assuming this spell pulls some of your energy into me.” The holes in her arms and legs pulsed larger and smaller, almost as if they were breathing on their own and feared for their symbiosis with Chrysalis. Her jagged horn had her green magic pulsing at its tip in the way that was her tell at being irritated or exceedingly angry.

“I am sorry, my queen,” said Spell Cocoon, “we were pressed for time, and believed that choosing a consort with a mate would be best, he is with the pony that teaches at the school, from what the scouts heard before their reassignment the two are in the early time of expecting a child.”

“Then you are greater fools than I thought,” said Chrysalis, “you should have chosen consort who is in the early days of his days with a mate, once they are expecting offspring then the ploy ceases its illusion of credence. I care not how long the adjustment takes, fix it! While the oppourtunity of having physically powerful consort from a lineage of workers is regrettable, another of considerable strength is needed.”

“I know not any others that meet the need for our criteria my queen,” said Spell Cocoon.

“Then make the spell instructions not seek a specific target, instead merely set the conditions of the desired physical attributes,” said Chrysalis, “hopefully the target of the spell will have its disappearance not noticed for some time.”

“Of course my queen,” said Spell Cocoon as he moved to adjust the symbols as his queen commanded, “this will add another five hours, please be patient.”

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At that, the same time as the changelings making their ritual circle Spike was enjoying a stroll through the streets of Ponyville, his casual blue shirt, and green pants showed that he wasn't doing anything too business related. The young drake had experienced a massive growth spurt in the past few years, he now had so much size that he stood a good head and shoulders above Princess Celestia. What had surprised everypony was that he had never actually sprouted wings, believing that would be the case after his greed induced maturation all those years ago. After finding a long forgotten book on dragons in a supposedly forgotten part of the Canterlot Archives Princess Twilight Sparkle discovered that Spike was, in fact, an earth dragon, and some were known to develop wings in maturation cycles that were not connected to maturation through aging. In addition, he had quite the physical build to him, turns out part of it was earth dragons have a natural inclination to grow muscles during age maturation.

Spike was just getting back from helping at Sweet Apple Acres, both Applejack and Cheerilee were at the stage of their pregnancies where they were advised to not take part in any potentially strenuous physical labor, something AJ was not very happy about.

Spike felt it was time to move out of Twilight's and get his own place, he was still her assistant, he just wanted his own private place to do with as he wished. He had informed Twilight almost two months prior, repeatedly. As a result, Twi and AJ were working to develop the floor plans for Spike's new place and part of that was knowing where he wanted his pad.

Spike had decided to set up near the Everfree forest, the land was hardly touched, and to be honest he was now just as potentially dangerous as anything that lived there. The doors to his place had been on par with those of a castle, so they just decided to reconstruct the Castle of the Two Sisters into his new place, that way he could have plenty of space and take up his new role as Guardian of the Tree of Harmony. It was decided with his new properties that would be best, his time as Twilight's assistant was coming to an end. The good news was that all the work was going faster than anticipated and if things stayed on track the castle would be ready for him to move into by the end of the day. This was his last chance to just have a leisurely stroll through the town as a resident.

“Spike, Spike,” Sweetie Belle was came running up to the dragon. The pretty little pink and purple maned white unicorn mare was in yet another one of Rarity's originals, this time an Amber Blouse and green skirt, both with gems arranged in the form of music notes, “I just heard from the team, it's already. It's nice that you'll still be close, but pretty bad you won't be near us like you used to.”

“That's okay Sweetie,” said Spike in his new baritone, and somewhat attractive, voice, with a hint of crystal to it, “I'm thankful for the date your sister gave me years ago, it's a shame it didn't work out for us. Same goes for the ones I had with you and each of your friends.”

“It's okay,” said Sweetie Belle, “sometimes we only think we see the spark.”

“Since when did you get to be such an expert on romance?”

“Since I married my own prince,” said Sweetie With a smile, “catch ya later, I gotta head for the station in twenty minutes,” with that the young mare ran off with one last wave of her hand.

A few minutes later Spike was approaching the castle, Twilight was standing in the door with a crestfallen face and his bags in her magic while she clutched a book of some kind to her chest with her arms. She was wearing a sea blue dress that had her mark emblazoned on the chest, which was a little ironic considering her ample bosom that had developed shortly after her ascension to alicorn, and upper back.

“I can't believe this is happening,” said Twilight, “my little brother is finally moving out, I'm not sure I should be happy or sad about this.”

“It's okay to be both,” said Spike as he took the bags from her magic, “besides I've been training your new assistant for the past month, she's a good foal and really adores you.”

“Yes, well Dinky Doo is a capable mare,” said Twilight, “and her talents are definitely what I need around here, I'm just going to miss the nuances of our living together.”

“I know,” said Spike with a hug to the purple alicorn mare, “I'll make sure to visit twice a month for the first few years, and you can't get rid of me when Hearth's Warming season rolls around. I know this is a summer of mixed feelings for you, but you still have your new role as wife to attend. I'm sure Flash will be a great dad when you finally learn you're pregnant.”

Twilight blushed before saying, “Thanks, Spike, we'll miss you. After Owlwicious left us I just feared the worst when I thought of you leaving my side.”

“Hey, I liked that crazy bird too,” said Spike, “even though he got on my nerves in the early days, like I said, I'll check up with you a few times a month. At least I was with you for this past Summer Sun celebration.”

Twilight Smiled and nodded before shooing him off. As Spike made his way to the forest path that would eventually lead to the castle a yellowish-orange pegasus stallion with a blue mane came up next to Twilight in a purple adorned platinum suit of guard armor with Twilight's crest emblazoned on the chest plate and said, “It's always hardest when the ones we raise leave the nest, you should have seen my parents when I told them I was moving into my own place.”

“Thanks, Flash,” said Twilight with a kiss on his lips, “you always seem to know just what to say so I feel better, it's hard to believe we've only been married a year now.”

“Took you both long enough,” came an intelligent voice as a purple-gray mare made herself known in a very serious indigo business suit holding a clipboard in her hand with several pens were suspended by her magic, “you two spent almost six years planning out your wedding, instead of having cold hooves like most couples you had to have yours on fire so much you couldn't settle down. Princess, you have a dignitary meeting tomorrow at noon, and miss Cheese-Pie will be popping up sometime today to discuss something with you, it can't be Spike's 'Leaving the Nest' party since we had that last night.”

“Thank you Dinky, why doesn't Pinkie have a set time for her audience?”

“Because that mare doesn't adhere to any schedules I set up,” huffed Dinky, “I have only seen her come within the usually acceptable margin of error once over the forty times she scheduled time with you before now, so I just keep her times open to prevent headaches.”

“That's probably best when it comes to Pinkie,” said Twilight with a smirk, “if that's all miss Doo you can spend the next hour or so as you see fit.”

“As you wish, Princess,” said Dinky with a curt nod and bow before leaving the mare and stallion alone in the castle doors.

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Chrysalis huffed, it had taken almost sixteen hours for the targeting spell for her future companion to be reset, much to the irritation of Spell Cocoon, but he knew his queen was right about this and his estimate was tremendously off because of his own dwindling energy supply. All Chrysalis could do now was make noises in the middle of the circle she had collapsed in, all the rest of her energy reserves had been sent to her changelings for this one last ditch effort.

“We will see you in a few days, it should take that long to regather our strength,” said Spell Cocoon, the pang shot through Chrysalis's head and heart again, but she was too drained to question it. Spell Cocoon shouted for all changelings to take their places for the ritual, once all had confirmed their places were within acceptable margins for the spell Spell Cocoon started chanting in the strange language on the scroll, Chrysalis couldn't focus enough to discern what language it was in, made worse by the fact that Spell Cocoon had deliberately kept the queen in the dark about the origins of the spells he was using. Chrysalis wanted her hive to have a new beginning, one free of such secrets. Her ploy with her hive at the wedding had been more of a means of getting the other hive queens to stop questioning her resolve, instead she had caused them to withhold the false support they had given the black queen, whom they teased as the 'colorless queen', a title that Chrysalis didn't mind, but despised that the other queens would put such an emphasis on the fact that her carapace was just the default color for all changelings, it was also their way of mocking her for choosing to build a hive from all the changeling offspring that were cast aside by the other hives.

A flash of purple and green clashing into each other was all that met Chrysalis's fading eyesight before she found herself in a spacious cavern with the level of energy she had during the early portion of the wedding of Princess Mi Amore Cadenza and Shining armor. Looking herself over she found that the holes in her limbs, which were present among all changelings, almost entirely gone and the ones that remained were the sizes they were in proportion to her body when she was a mere larva of thirteen. She also felt a heat rising up through her body, unlike the other queens she had never possessed the ability to grow new children without a mate, which is why Spell Cocoon had taken the time to add in her having a companion to breed with.

The thought of having to breed partially made her feel sick, she much preferred her black carapace. When a changeling mates once with another creature it causes them to take on physical characteristics of the partner. Continued mating, something she had no interest in, would result in the changeling coming to take on mental properties of their partner as well, this was especially true for queens. This was something all her fellow queens had done.

The blue queen, Queen Nymph, had bred with a highly aggressive aquatic monstrosity to produce her aquatic changelings. The yellow queen, Queen Vespa, had found a way highly aggressive breed of giant wasp and managed to get some of the males to breed with her to produce her hive. Chrysalis had no intention of becoming red, to begin with since that distinction belonged to Queen Culicidae, who had somehow managed to find one of the most despicable blood feeders and manage to mate with it, the creature's crimson colors made the red queen have a deadly appearance that seemed to make everything avoid her if given the chance if they weren't her children. And then was Chrysalis, the black queen, who was also referred to as the colorless queen and failed monarch before her ploy on Canterlot.

They may have all been sisters, but their temperaments were very different. She was seen as failed before she even formed her hive. The other queens were ruthless and reckless, with personality bits and pieces that were compatible with the creatures that helped spawn their hives. She was the one born with caution and calculating personality type traits, granted she did have the one flaw that all queens held. All the queens, their mother and her included, have the distinctive flaw of ignoring viable threats and claiming they were victorious before the final ploys were played, that was how she had lost in Canterlot. Unlike her siblings who seemed to make the same mistakes in spite of the fact their approaches were flawed and failed Chrysalis intended to learn from her mistake. Instead of trying to conquer Equestria to claim the populace as food she would try to be genuinely diplomatic and do thing peacefully, she just hoped her ploy twelve years ago didn't make the rulers of Equestria too jaded towards her and her hive.

After looking about she found a note on a stalagmite that had been carved into a pedestal that was compatible with her height. When she read the note she became outraged then saddened, it told her the energy transference spell had drained every drop of energy from what had been left of her hive and that it had also intensified her need for a mate, in short, her hive was gone and she was now in a state of forced heat. That would not be so bad, if not for the fact that changeling heat cycles happened to last in excess of a year and would usually be triggered by the queen herself when she found what she considered a suitable mate. She was now in an empty cavern complex and chances are the first thing that showed signs of having a pulse she would find herself wanting to jump on and not stop for weeks.

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Spike blinked a few times before his eyes finally adjusted to the light level of the glowing crystal in the unknown cavern he was in, to make matters more uncomfortable he had just finished setting up his room at the castle and was just now noticing the clothes he had on prior were missing, in fact he was buck naked. He didn't mind too much, after his first growth spurt he had posed naked in front of his full body mirror after making sure all his doors and windows were closed, locked and had all proper obscuring utensils in place. His muscles were bulging, but not so much that his dexterity would suffer, his legs and arms were more toned than he had last checked a few months prior, and his penis was its impressive size as always. While some stallion cocks were known to grow to a full foot and be seven inches wide, the biggest to his knowledge being Mac with a full thirteen inches of length and five inches in width was particularly impressive (he often wondered how Cheerilee could keep taking it without screaming in pain). However Spike's member was a solid fifteen inches in length and a good seven and a half inches wide, he truly had a monster cock, and to compound matters, he was still growing in all places. When Spike finally got around to having Twilight study his new anatomy, which was far more embarrassing for him than her, she told him that all his dimension would keep going for another thirty years or so in his growth cycles. To make matters more awkward his cock expanded a good thirty percent when fully erect.

He caught a scent that started making him go erect, it smelled similar to a mare in heat, but the mare's scent seemed familiar somehow. He made his way to following the scent, if anything else he could at least get some answers.

As he made his way through the cavern, lead by his nose, he finally found the source of the scent, a completely naked Queen Chrysalis. The changeling queen still had her back to him, Spike himself had mixed feelings regarding the changeling mare. On one claw he still had resentment for her practically ruining Cadnace's wedding all those years ago, Cadance was just as much his loving aunt as Twilight was his adorkable sister, but on the other claw he wanted to just have her jump his bones after he gave her a good pounding with his “scepter” and call it a day. To be honest, before this whole thing started he'd always thought Chrysalis had an exotic beauty that was wasted when paired with the personality she had revealed herself at the wedding. Twelve years should have been enough for her to have changed.

As he came up closer he heard her softly weeping, he couldn't help himself, he said in a soft voice, “What's wrong?”

“My hive is all dead, they gave up all their energy for me and the hopes of the new hive I would build,” said Chrysalis, “figures that my sorrow would summon a kindhearted delusion, what is your name? It won't matter, chances are my mind will just choose a male's name at random and that'll be it.”

“I'm Spike, Twilight Sparkle's former assistant,” said Spike.

“Figures it would be that interloper's whelp of a...did you say former? My mind would not be able to craft such a thing, it could never devise any scenarios that her whelp would cease being her assistant. You're no phantom of my mind, it seems the spell pulled you here as well, I suppose this is some kind of punishment for my transgressions against Equestria. I no longer desire what you recall from all those years ago, all I desire now is a new hive and more peaceable relations with Equestria.”

Instead of saying anything Spike just gave the dark colored mare a silent hug, finding that she had a sizable bosom. Twilight had an impressive set of E-cups now that she was an alicorn, a major step up from her little C-cups when she had arrived in Ponyville. Rarity had an impressive set of DDs herself, and had once been his definition of physical perfection in spite of the attributes of Twilight's other friends. Fluttershy had all her friends beat with an impressive set of F-cups, something that Rarity would often complain about back in the day. That all said, Chrysalis had all the girls beat with her impressive G-cups. This caused Spike to wonder how the changeling had pulled off having a smaller bust size, seeing as Cadance's F cups were around seven centimeters larger than Fluttershy's pair.

I just have two questions, Chrysalis,” said Spike.

“Shoot,” said Chrysalis.

“Why are we both buck naked? And, why won't turn to face me?”

Chyrsalis took a deep sigh and said, “I suspect our lack of attire has to do with the fact that would expediate our procreation, if you haven't already figured it out I'm heat,” Spike just nodded, “as for why I refuse to face you, I do not wish to partake in breeding with the one the spell stuck me with, which happens to be you, I did not know whom I would be paired with at the time. I just know that the prior selection was too much trouble!”

“Who was the prior selection? I hope it wasn't...”

“The one you call Big Macintosh was my facilitators prior choice, I forced him to change it when I learned your overly large stallion had a mare expecting a child.”

“Nice to see you have some sense of ethics,” mused Spike.

“No,” said Chrysalis, “those with expecting wives would just have made this all too difficult,” said Chrysalis, sorrow was far more evident in her voice.

“Weren't your hive your children? I thought that's how it went,” said Spike.

Chrysalis's head shook violently a bit before she said, “I took in the castoffs of my sisters, I was seen as the weak one because I held compassion for my nieces and nephews. My whole hive was not born of me, I'm the queen born with the inability to make her offspring without a mate. My sisters made a few drones and used them like pawns on a chessboard to find some of the most vile creatures out there to 'improve' themselves and their hives. I'm the defective queen that was not born with that aspect, and now the only way to build a hive is for me to become a mother. But my only option is a gentle dragon, how much of joke is that? Me, the greatest mind of my generation, who ironically lacked the ruthless recklessness of her sisters forced to mate with a kind dragon repeatedly. I won't even be myself when it's over.”

“What do you mean?” Said Spike, “you'll still be you when it's over.”

“Changelings adopt the physical properties of their mates on the first breeding,” said Chrysalis matter-of-factly, “if we were to mate I would take on some your physique and basically all your coloration, with each continued breeding I would take on more and more of your mental traits; your personality would basically rewrite mine to be more similar to it, your problem-solving capabilities would join with my own, in essence I would become a whole new changeling with the same name and memories I have now. My sisters nearly wiped out my hive as we fled to our place of hiding. Two-hundred and six, that's all that was that was left of my hive a few hours ago, but now all that remains of my hive is me.”

“I would love to help you change that,” said Spike, “but I don't think sharing a bed with each other is something we should try before our fifth date.”

Chrysalis chuckled at his obviously bad joke, “Maybe we should get to know each other,” said Chrysalis, “I don't want to be straddling you with what little we know of each other.”

“Okay,” said Spike, “but first let's get a note to Princess Celestia, at the very least she deserves to hear the abbreviated version of why you're here.”

“Very well,” said Chrysalis with an air of authority, “there is a study that is fully stocked with inks and parchment, follow me,” Spike took it as a cue and ended his embrace of the black insectoid mare, it was fortunate for Chrysalis that Spike had yet to see her face due to the fact she had been blushing during his entire embrace. She started making her way to the study, with Spike close behind.