The Game

Of all the ponies I’ve layed today, she had to be the best one I’ve had. I expected a slow gentle experience from her, but she really knew how to hold her own.

But seriously, what was up with Sweetie Belle?

I perished the thought. I then found the slice of pizza on the counter that I had forgotten about earlier. I was so hungry now that I gobbled the slice in a couple of bites.

I knew I was going to be here until I finished the game, so I decided to pop another beer and settle down. I plopped on the sofa, only to find it still wet with juices.

Is that even possible? Wouldn’t they have dried by now?

“Whoopsies,” said a voice that I was dreading the sound of. Discord sat on the other side of the sofa unbeknownst to me. “You shouldn’t be drinking,” said Discord, stealing my beer. “You have far too many ponies to bony!” Discord laughed at his rhyme and downed the beer. “I prefer the Honey Weiss.” He handed me the empty bottle and disappeared back into the board.

At least he didn’t molest me this time.

I grabbed another beer from the fridge with one hand and pulled out a knife with the other. If Discord was going to try and rid me of my booze, he’d have to answer to Mr. Paring. Not taking any chances, I downed the beer. Despite its wetness, the couch now had a pleasant odor coming from it, so I took a small nap to give myself a recharge.

I woke up, again with time frozen. I knew it was time to do something, so I went to the kitchen so I grabbed the dice, tossed them and hoped for the best. Five.

Could be better.

The text appeared:

The choice you make will aid you, pard. Choose your level: Easy or Hard.

Screw it. Let’s gamble. “Hard,” I said. The text disappeared. More appeared:

The Queen of the Changelings will give you bliss. Your next lay is Queen Chrysalis.

Suddenly, I was ecstatic. I didn’t want to miss this opportunity. I grabbed my “home” orb from my pocket and plopped it into the gem before I could be sucked in. This is going to be good. I then heard a *whoosh* from the upstairs, leaving me to see who it was. I peeked into my room to find the black queen of the changelings herself, Queen Chrysalis, lying on my bed.

You might be wondering what possessed me to use my home orb on some pony like her. The funny story about that is, that I had a very kinky dream involving her. Do you remember the scene in American Beauty where Lester dreams of Angela in a bathtub? Imagine me as Lester and Queen Chrysalis as Angela, and you’ll see what I mean (if you haven’t, YouTube it (or better yet, watch the whole damned film. It’s brilliant). After that dream, I became obsessed with her. Now, I finally had my chance with my dream mare.

“Wha- What is this?” said the queen in her dual voice.

“You’re in my home,” I said.

“Why did you bring me here? I assume it’s my turn?”

“Yes.”

“How interesting. What’s your pleasure?”

“My pleasure?”

“You can have any pony you want.” She then proceeded to change into multiple ponies and listed their names in their respective voices. I couldn’t bring myself to have her in another form, and not just because she wouldn’t feel the same as the real pony. She changed back to her original form. “Say whomever you want, and she’s yours.”

“Alright,” I said. I then slowly crawled onto my bed and laid down on my side as she was, facing her. I stroked her neck softly with my hand. I was amazed by the feel of her. She had no fur like the other ponies, but her skin was as smooth as a baby’s bottom. “I want Queen Chrysalis. Can I have her?” Chrysalis was shocked by my answer.

“You want me?” she asked. “I could give you somepony more beautiful than I, and you choose me in my current state? Why?”

“You could never give me any pony more beautiful as you.” I began to stroke the back of her neck, starting from behind her ear and to her wings, brushing her hair in the process. Chrysalis did something that broke my heart: she began crying.

I was almost brought to tears by the sight of this. It’s much like many people’s reaction to seeing Fluttershy or even Pinkie Pie crying. Such sweetness and joy washed away from them by tears of sadness. I comforted the crying changeling by wrapping my arms around her neck, almost like a girl would do with a teddy bear, but more snug, so I could ensure comfort for both of us. My embrace stopped her sobbing, and she put her forelegs around me and held me tight. My face was now in her bosom, and I rubbed my face against it affectionately, and she rest her head upon mine. In this position, we both fell asleep.
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Not being able to keep track of the time, as time was frozen, I assumed that I had what I would have considered a “good night’s sleep.” I woke up to find my face in Chrysalis’ chest. With the arm that wasn’t under her neck I stroked her neck all the way over her stomach. I then reach my hand over her cute little rump and lightly felt around the area over her genitals. I found they were soaking wet. I lifted my leg to feel the chill of the liquid that was soaked my legs. My motion woke Chrysalis.

“What is it?” she asked. She noticed the wet spot on my legs and on my bed. “Oh my,” she gasped. “I’m sorry.” I turned to face her. She looked terrified at what she thought I would do to her.

“Please turn around,” I said.

Chrysalis turned around so her flank was in my face. I saw the drips of her juices streaming from her leg. Seeing how many of the ponies in this game world had actual flavors to their secretions, I was very eager to know what she tasted like. I then stuck my finger into her vagina, eliciting a sexual yelp from Chrysalis. I had some of her secretions on my finger. I was a little offput by how green and slimy it was.

Maybe the taste is better.

I put my finger in my mouth. Suddenly, I was in ecstacy. Her vaginal secretions tasted like a perfectly prepared glass of absinthe. For my twenty-first birthday, my parents treated me to a restaurant where they prepared absinthe. I’ve always wanted to try it, despite my parent’s wishes, saying I would hate it. I’ve always loved the taste of anise, and absinthe tastes exactly like that. I even have a bottle of imported Czech absinthe in my fridge downstairs, complete with sugar cubes and those special slotted spoons. Just thinking of having a glass sounded really good right now. Why not get it from the being in front of me.

I dove my face straight into her vagina, licking her walls and eventually her clitoris. Queen Chrysalis was in pleasure that she never felt before. Not only was she feeling the rush of sexual energy brought on by my tongue inside her, she was also feeding off of the love I was giving her. Usually having to resort to trickery to feed off the love of others, she was getting a pure dosage here. No lies, no deception. Just a man accepting her for what she was.

I then began tonguing her clit while periodically swirling it around her anus for good measure. Chrysalis couldn’t take it anymore. With a massive moan, a wave of green juices splashed in my mouth, filling it with her sweet liquid. I went as far as to swallow as much of the juice that flowed into my mouth. Chrysalis’ massive orgasm had her collapsed on the floor. After putting her back on my bed, I stroked her mane and went into the kitchen.

I knew that Queen Chrysalis’ secretions were absinthe flavored, but they didn’t have the same pungency that real absinthe does. I began to prepare myself a glass. In hobby, I’ve researched that you’re supposed to light the sugar cube aflame to produce a caramel which drips in the glass. With practice, I’ve nailed the technique. As I lit the cube aflame, I ate some more pizza from the fridge, knowing better to take such a potent drink on an empty stomach. When the glass was melted enough, I dropped the spoon into the glass and stirred the cube until it melted. I then noticed Chrysalis walking down the stairs.

“What is that you’re making?” she asked. So I tell her and prepare a glass for her after she asks for one.

She was amazed at the complexity of such a drink and how I handled it. Handing her the glass, she levitated it with her horn and took a sip along with me. She nearly dropped the glass back onto the table and began to shudder.

“What’s wrong ?” I asked.

“Nothing,” she spat. She then took the glass and downed it. I was amazed that anyone could do that. She set the glass back down and began to convulse on the ground. I was at her side trying to figure out what was going on. Suddenly her pussy began to enlarge, like it was holding something in. She then spilled more vaginal juice on the floor. She fainted on the ground again.

She woke up to me sitting next to her.

“Are you alright?”

“What was that you gave me?”

“Absinthe. It’s an anise flavored alcohol that-”

“Stop,” she interrupted. “Anise is an considered an aphrodisiac for a changeling.” She then looked at the puddle she made. “I’m sorry.”

“You could use a shower.”

“Can I take your absinthe?”

“What for?”

“You’ll see.”

I took her to the bathroom where I walked her into our bathroom, which was large enough to fit ourselves. Chrysalis left the glass of alcohol on the sink. I turned on the water and waited for it to get hot. Suddenly, I put two and two together between the shower and the absinthe.

“Get in,” I said. She got into the shower stall, me following behind after removing my boxers.

I then took my mother’s body wash from the collection of bottles on the end. I lathered her over with the slippery suds, making her nice and slipperly, which made me hard. I then massaged her already tender vagina, lubing her up for my entrance. I then requested that she knelt, which she did. I knelt as well and positioned my penis into her, letting out a moan as I did.

I leaned myself onto her, feeling her lubed up body with my torso and face. I then asked her to position the shower head over towards us. The shower then began spraying hot water all over us. The water provided extra lube for Chrysalis’ hairless body. As I rutted myself into Chrysalis, I rubbed my upper body all over her rump. Despite cumming two times already, she was still moaning like it was her first time of the day.

I didn’t have a large enough bathtub, but I was going to make sure I would make my fantasy a reality in the best way possible. I then began licking all over her. All the soap had washed off at this point, and I was able to lick her hairless body. She highly enjoyed it, sighing and moaning like crazy. I didn’t want it to end like this though.

I pulled out of her and I crawled up to her. I then began kissing her lips and began to work my tongue inside her. She still had the taste of absinthe in her mouth, which I highly enjoyed. She was careful not to pierce my tongue with her sharp fangs, for which I was thankful.

I rubbed my body all over hers, feeling her smooth skin all over my body. It felt absolutely wonderful. I then began moving down, kissing and licking her neck, down to her chest, then her stomach, which she rolled over for, and then her nipples, which caused more noises from her. I then began eating her out again, eliciting screams of pleasure. I then resumed rutting her with my solid penis.

I felt like I was going to begin to cum shortly. Chrysalis saw the look on my face and levitated the glass of absinthe from the sink, over the glass shower wall, and to her lips. Like the last one, she gulped it all. I then felt the walls of her vagina close around my penis, restricting my movement. I then felt a flood of liquids gush inside her and spurted out from her pussy and onto my crotch, legs, and torso.

The burst of Chrysalis’ secretions had a strange effect over my dick. It began to tingle until I felt the signs of an oncoming orgasm, only the pulsing of my nerves were highly intensified. I began to convulse from the overload of pleasure being pumped into my penis right now. I then shot a mighty load of semen inside Chrysalis.

Once we were relieved from the shock over our climaxes, I rinsed ourselves and the shower of the cum and secretions. After drying off, I then invited Chrysalis back to my bed, where we napped for a long time.
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We woke up, again at an unspecified time, with Chrysalis hugging me.

“I can’t believe that,” she sighed. “You just made this the best day of my life.”

“You too,” I said.

“Again, thank you for all of your love.”

“They least I could do for my favorite pony.” We hugged again.

“We should do this again,” I said.

“Yes,” she said, “let’s.” She pulled off my covers, revealing my naked body, and began sucking my penis.

“What are you doing?” I asked.

“This is how I get home,” she said.

“Can I hug you one last time?”

“Of course,” she said. We made another embrace. She then began resuming her sucking. What happened next was intense.

Chrysalis began to be pulled into my penis. As a part of her body reached my foreskin, it shrunk to fit inside, her body slowly being “devoured” (for lack of a better term) by my dick. As it began to reach her rump, I couldn’t resist the urge to finger her pussy as it was slowly pulled in with the rest of her. When her body began shrinking to the point where my finger couldn’t fit, I pulled out and let the rest of her be absorbed. Once she was gone, my foreskin closed and opened again, revealing the head of my penis. I laid back down on the bed, elated that I finally got to fulfill my biggest sex fantasy.