Queen of the Changelings; Master of Me

After getting myself together, I stepped out into the black hall with the queen. Although my problem of the cold gnawing down to my bone was solved, as well as that awkward tingle I get when naked out in public gone, my legs were too weak to traverse such a distance. The shock to my body from the actions Queen Chrysalis did to me really put my body in a…how can I put it…doozy. But how can you blame me, though? A person who has lived alone for most of his life is suddenly sexually used, by a horse of the freaking apocalypse no less, is pretty much like seeing actual aliens come down from the sky or seeing a volcano pop up in the middle of Nebraska, or even witnessing the US Government actually doing its job! Such a shock to the senses requires some time to get used to.

As we both headed down the hall, I was still shivering. Not from the cold, however. I still had my thick coat of green slime on me. It was from the excitement and rush, like receiving your first kiss on a date; so flustered the body just doesn’t know what to do with itself. I was tipsy, like I was drunk…drunk on love, to put it precisely. My vision was blurry, head was pounding, heart a-thumping, and movement very jittery and broken. It was so hard for me to just walk straight I was almost quite literally holding onto Chrysalis’ neck and being dragged down the hall. I felt like I was going to pass out!

Queen Chrysalis noticed my very peculiar behavior and took note of it. She stopped for a sec to turn her head towards me and say, ”A little love-punch drunk, are we now?” She then gave a little giggle and continued on, ”It appears that you are having difficulty standing on your own two legs, let alone walk on them.”

I felt very, VERY funny. It was a pleasant sort of drunkenness. It didn’t hurt, but the emotions inside of me were swelled up like a balloon. It was too hard for me to handle. All I could give was a simple nod. “Mhmm…very well then…” Through my fogged up eyes I could see her mangled up horn glow a bright green color. I then suddenly felt a strange tingly feel on my legs and rear end. A few seconds later, they lifted into the air with the greatest of ease.

“Magic…” I quickly assumed. I mean, this world’s logic is already backwards enough that magic, such as levitation, seems possible. I guess I’ll be like Alice from that novel Through the Looking Glass. As strange and unfamiliar the world I am in is, I just have to live and cope with it as I go along as if it was just a regular ordinary day of my life. However, if I ever come across a vorpal blade, I think I’ll be running for the hills, because I can’t stomach the thought of what horrors may come afterwards.

My lower half positioned itself right over her body and then the tingling magic stopped. My body fell onto hers and I lay on the queen’s back. Very strange feeling it was. The wings looked very fragile, but when I rubbed against it, it felt like a sheet of plastic; very strange and durable, yet flexible. Speaking of plastic, her armor also felt like it. Hard and very durable, yet still gave off heat, much like the goo. I could only imagine that the armor was made of hardened or baked slime, or if it was just a bunch of left over cocoons glued on top of one another.

As I lay on the back of Chrysalis, legs spread apart and grasping her behind so I won’t fall off and arms mildly flailing as she clip-clopped-squish-squashed along, the rocking motion of her body combined with the warmth of my body was very…pleasant. It’s like how some people find the motions of a car or boat very relaxing. My mind started to doze off for a second. Suddenly, Chrysalis started humming a little song. Her humming tone was very sweet, like the kind you’d hear from a girl singing in a peaceful meadow. Melancholy, smooth, and very relaxing, it was almost like a trance came upon me. Although no lyrics accompanied the song, it was still soothing to listen to.

If I remember correctly from those piano lessons I took from a CD on my computer one time, I could only guess that the tune went along the lines of F♯-A- F♯-E-A…D-E-D- Db-A…very familiar tune. I swear I’ve heard it somewhere before, but it just escaped my train of thought. Oh well, I shouldn’t think too hard about it anyways. My mind was drifting off to sleep, giving no rhyme or reason about the world around me.

Clip-clop…

Squish-squash…

Clip-clop…

Squish-squash…

Clip-clop…

Squish-squash…

I was having a barbeque cookout with a bunch of coworkers at a backyard party. Who’s backyard? Hell if I know, I just know it was a nice backyard. The sun was shining and the birds were chirping and the all-around mood was like something out of a commercial for charcoal. Speaking of which, I was tending the grill, cooking up some juicy hotdogs. These hotdogs could go with anything your heart could desire; especially ketchup. Ketchup can make the dogs nice and slippery, but personally I prefer mustard. What about you reader? What do you like…wait…you can’t talk back…so I can only assume you like pickles. Give me a second while I relish the moment.

While you groan at my incredibly lame pun, I couldn’t resist trying one of the hotdogs. True, I wasn’t supposed to have any until I made enough for all, but hey, I’m the cook! I get to try my food first beforehand! Looking around, I quickly snatched up a hotdog bun and some mustard as well. Placing the dog in the bun, I lathered it in delicious mustard. You could literally drink the mustard from the bun! That’s how much I love mustard on my hotdogs!

My teeth then quickly enveloped part of the hotdog and I sunk my teeth into it. I went through the soft bun with ease, going through the mustard that added flavor, when my teeth tried to bite down on the hotdog itself. Strange, I cooked it to perfection so biting through it would be like a hot knife through butter. But my teeth just wouldn’t sink into the meat. It’s like biting down on a balloon that won’t pop.

Swallowing down on the bun and mustard, I guess I just got a bad hotdog. I threw that one away and just got another one. This time, I planned on eating the dog plain; no bun and no condiments. Same result. Next one, then the next one, and the next one, until soon enough, I was down to my final hotdog. I don’t know what compelled me to do so, but I decided to swallow the thing whole. Dunking the whole dog in mustard, I opened wide and swallowed. Strangely, all went well. It slid down with ease and I didn’t hack or cough it up. This stupid stunt actually worked!

Eurgh!

The hotdog suddenly stopped above my windpipe. I tried to force it down, but it wouldn’t go. It just stayed there. Panicking that I may choke to death, I tried to give myself the Heimlich maneuver. It still wouldn’t budge. Then, strangely, it started to inflate and grow. What. The. Bloody. Hell. Not only did it grow thicker, but longer too, as well as more flexible. And it MOVED. It squirmed up and down, left and right, side to side, all with relative ease. The thrown away dogs started to grow too and wrap around my limbs as well and push me to the ground. Help! I’m being raped by hotdogs! GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA--

--AAAAAAAAAAaaaaoh…it was only a dream. Haha, I knew it was a dream all along…maybe having sex with a horse can do things to your mind. At that moment, I noticed I was lying down on some sort of waterbed. Last time I remembered, I was on Chrysalis’ back, but okay I guess. I tried to get up, but then something pulled me down by the arms…tightly. When they fell back down to the waterbed, I tried to move them. They were stuck! Same with my legs! Something was holding me down. Then out of the corner of my eye, something green slithered. Then another one appeared. Then another! Then another! I suddenly realized there was something in moving in and out of my mouth…

TENTACLE RAPE MONSTER! GET IT OFF! GET IT OFF! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH! I REGRET ANY AND ALL HENTAI I WATCHED IN MY ENTIRE LIFE! NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!-

“What are you doing?”

I stopped my flailing about and noticed Queen Chrysalis standing above me, eyebrow cocked in a “What are you doing?” type of confused way. As my mind calmed down, I noticed that I was lying on my back on a pool of that green goo in a contained low rock formation, like a tide pool. Across from my pool I noticed a much larger and luxurious looking pool…OH! They’re beds! My attention then shifted on the thing sliding in and out of my throat. It was indeed a tentacle, but made of the green slime. Remember when I suspected the slime to be sentient? Yeah, I am now sticking to my guns by that.

It slowly removed itself with a slimy pop from my mouth. The goo that formed around my arms and ankles also let go and dispersed itself back into the pool. Queen Chrysalis then bent over and opened my mouth with her hoof to inspect my throat. She gave a simple nod and started to explain, ”Like I said, once we reached my chamber, I’d take care of that throat of yours. You can now speak with easy not having to worry about feeling pain.”

I got up and rubbed my hand against my throat. It didn’t feel scratchy or sore at all. “So…my throat is finally healed?” Oh…OH! Yes! My voice! My beautiful voice! I could hear myself once again without any obstructions! If I could marry someone right now, I’d marry my voice to make love to it every single night I’m alive!

Okay, I was exaggerating a little bit. But there is no doubt denying that it finally felt great to be able to talk and answer back properly with no pain or suffering to follow. No longer would I have to communicate with cards, make hand gestures, mouth words, or speak in my rough, painful, gravelly voice.

Now that I got my voice back, what’s the first thing I ask Chrysalis?

“So, what was up with the tentacle rape back there?”

Did I seriously just say that? Maybe I could of worded that a little better, something like, ”My most dearest and beloved Miss Chrysalis, Queen of the Changelings! I ponder about the unwanted sexual intercourse with the appendage-like molasses-viscosity sludge that repeatedly slid itself in and out of my throat while being tied down to a mattress used for sleeping and naughty recreation. ”Okay, maybe that was a little too much…

Chrysalis, however, just laughed a little bit. Boy, she sure does like to laugh and giggle a lot like an anime schoolgirl. “That tentacle you experienced was just the slime again at work. It’s the same stuff I applied onto your body back in the closet to keep you warm, and nothing more...”

Closet? ...Oh yeah! I remember now! I don’t know why, but it feels like that was such a long time ago. It feels like it happened about 6 weeks ago; must be the horse sex to blame once again. It does things to my mind.

“…all that happens is that it takes a different shape…” Queen Chrysalis pointed down at my bed pool of the green goo. A small blob shot up. While in the air, it transformed itself into a few shapes, including a cube, pyramid, and a perfect sphere. “The slime obeys us and transforms when we need it to. Not only can it move and forms as we please, but also heals us, as to say, which is why it was stuffed down your throat. Hard to explain how it works bu-“

“Magic?” I interjected abruptly.

She cocked her eyebrow once again, ”Oh? And how did you come to know this?”

I gave her a shrug, ”I can put two and two together and figure out the rest, I guess.”

“Well then” Chrysalis said to me,” Welcome to my royal chamber. You’re one of the few that get to see what it looks like, as I don’t allow regulars or even officials in here very often, so consider it a treat for being…” She leaned in closer so that we were face to face now,”…a very special treat for me.” She said that to me in a very luxurious and sultry voice, once again. Murr, I could be her treat any old day.

With a helping hoof from Queen Chrysalis, I got up from the goo bed/rape machine/medical center. The queen motioned for me to follow her as she turned around and went through an archway in the black walls into another room.

Yet, I couldn’t help but stare before I followed her. The glorious queen really did have a glorious ass, and many thoughts ran through my mind of what could be done to it…

God damnit, those thoughts gave me a hard on. Give me a sec while I relax my tense body. Can’t go walking around with him sticking up, now can I?

Okay, let me get a few things straight.

1) Sorry for the long wait. I'll explain why below.
2) If the quality is not up to par, I'll explain below as well
3) If you spot any mistakes and/or inconsistencies, please point them out. I need help.

I am so very TERRIBLY sorry about that 6 week long wait for a less than stellar chapter! Let me explain it to you:

When Chapter 2 was finished, I tried to write Chapter 3, but I had a terrible case of writer's block and writer's laziness syndrome. That lasted about 4 weeks. On the 5th week was the 4th of July weekend, and I had a planned trip to San Francisco. There would be no internet over there, but I still brought my laptop to begin typing. Unfortunately, I could only work on it for 15-30 minutes a day because I had to rest for the planned activities I had the day tomorrow, which really tired me out and gave me little to no thinking power. I only managed about 5-6 sentences while on vacation. When I returned home, I found out I had a Trojan and other Malware on my main PC somehow (Long complicated story, don't ask how), and since I'm not a computer type of guy, I had much trouble trying to get rid of it. After THAT, I got sick. Started with a sore throat at first (Ironic, isn't it?), then went to a stuffy nose. Thumping head, blurry vision, tiredness, nosebleeds, the works. God seemed to hate me that week, because it is STILL GOING ON. Yes, during the final paragraphs, I had to work through THREE nosebleeds IN A ROW. In fact, for the last 1/3 of the story, I was bed ridden most of the day because using my PC for too long would give me motion sickness for some strange reason and give me the urge to hurl. That is why this chapter is, what I consider, to be the worst one of the trio. I just didn't have the strength, will, or brain power to make a great chapter. Plus, I already finished it in a way I wanted it to go (Alibi, it did end a bit earlier than I anticipated) and I just couldn't redo the whole thing again.

So that's why it took so long and why the quality is not so good. I was away from home, I was tired, my PC was in serious trouble, and I got sick. Really sick. Like painful coughing fits and rolling around in bed because my nose is stuffed type of sick. This chapter has to be THE worst experience I've had with this story. Don't worry though, I plan on continuing soon and the clopping will return! I just won't blame you if you say this is not the best chapter I've come out with.

Again, if you spot any mistakes and/or inconsistencies, please point them out. I don't have the strength to go back through and read for correction. Now if you'll excuse me, I need to go take my medication, make a hot cup of tea, and just (hopefully) SLEEP IN PEACE FOR ONCE. I am tired. Really tired.

Also haha another reference in my story. I'm funneh, aren't I?