The Grand Galloping Gala: a fancy, formal, and regal event renowned by many ponies and even other species all across the planet of Equis. This great event has been attended by many individuals that come from many different backgrounds, which included the recently accepted and befriended Changeling Empire. Now since this gala would be the first one ever that included the changelings many ponies were nervous as to how things would turn out. The last time the Changelings had come to Canterlot en-mass was for an invasion attempt. Some speculated this would just be another attempt while others decided to give the changelings the benefit of the doubt and turn over a new leaf. Either way the royal guard in Canterlot had been doubled and the Equestria Defense National Guard were stationed just outside the city in case any major issue arose. This night was sure to be an interesting night, but not in the way some planned on it being.
Ten miles out from Canterlot
Queen Chrysalis and her personal, and most trusted adviser Krystal sat in the back of a large and luxurious airship that had flown all the way from the Changeling Empire and was headed to Canterlot. Many of the changeling delegates and/or members of the royal family were a bit nervous as the large air vessel made its way towards the massive, luminous city far off in the distance. The queen sat regally on her red, velvety seat on the ship while looking out into the distance and thinking of what was or could come. She wore a long, flowing blue, and black dress with the occasional green reflective scale on the bottom and sides taken from slain emerald dragons.
Next to her was a young and quite beautiful changeling named Krystal. She was the personal adviser of the Queen and might as well have been a sister to her. She had a dark blue mane and tail but no wings as she was an arcane or magic specific changeling. Even though she was not one to naturally brag or show off she wore an elaborate and beautiful dress as well. Her's was night black with glowing green accents going down the sides of it all the way to the train of the dress. It was light and tight on her, hugging nicely to her well toned legs and plump, curvaceous plot.
The airship approaches the golden city in the distance practically gleaming like a beacon in the night. About three miles out from the city the Queen turns to Krystal looking at her. "You look very nice tonight sister, may be hard for you to keep the stallions away." She chuckles and remarks as Krystal rolls her eyes "Yes well hopefully we can increase our diplomatic relations with this Equestrian Empire. I hear that if we can we hold a better chance of becoming a world power ourselves my queen." The changeling queen merely rolled her eyes and looked back at her beloved companion. "Please call me sister, and as I have said before you really must cut loose and enjoy yourself more. You are much to young to be talking like some old arch mind concerned with the future and politics."
The queen was right though, Krystal was only 23 in age and she had not yet found herself a mate as she was usually so caught up in her studies, politics, or the relations of the Changeling Kingdom. She took a deep breath and smiled which in turn made the Changeling Queen smile back. "There we go, now relax and try to have some fun sister. We may not get this opportunity again." About five minutes later the airship docked at the third reserved royal port for the large airship. The docking gate and the gate from the airship were lowered and locked into place. With baited breath and a nervous pit in her stomach Krystal got up and followed Chrysalis off of the airship and towards the castle in the distance of the city. The night was young and only beginning.
After walking through the crowded streets and making their way up to the castle entrance the foreign duo was bombarded with paparazzi taking pictures and asking too many questions to count. The Queen and Krystal headed into the massive entrance hall followed by the procession of other important changelings. Upon entering, they were formally announced and are given the chance to meet and talk to two of Equestria's Princesses. After a brief and interesting talk with the princesses the Queen and Krystal are taken and shown the place where they will be staying, eating, and watching the show for the night. Krystal and the other changelings look around admiring the new technology and decor of Canterlot as compared to the last time the swarm was there.
After walking around for a few more minutes Krystal takes note of a growling in her stomach. She had forgotten to eat before she left the Changeling Empire and now she was absolutely starving for food. Krystal made her way over to the royal buffet and picked up a large plate with her magical grip. Now changelings can feed on three kinds of nutrients: Meat, vegetables, and love. In this case Krystal would have to let some of the available meat and veggies there suffice. Krystal loaded her plate up good and heavy before trotting over to the table where the Queen and her select delegates were sitting at.
The young changeling took her seat and put her plate on the table right as the lights in the ballroom dimmed and the announcer got on the mic. Shortly after the announcements were finished the show started and the entertainment for the night got under way. There was singing, dancing, and even short little play shorts from the esteemed acting theater. All the while Krystal was watching the show she was chowing down as well. Normally she was not one to just keep jamming food into her mouth and quickly swallow it, but the entertainment was so good, and the food was even better! By the time the performances ended Krystal had practically polished off her plate. Looking over she saw that the Queen's was empty as well.
Twenty five minutes later.
Krystal sat in her seat with a rather uncomfortable look on her face as the other changelings at the table talked among each other. It was at this time that the large meal the pretty changeling had eaten was starting to digest and build up as gas in her stomach. She looked down at her dress and saw that the place where her stomach was, was bulging out a bit showing that she was indeed a bit bloated. Looking around she did everything she could to take her mind off the burning feeling she felt in her stomach. She counter window panes, she looked at what other guests were wearing, she even listened to the conversation that the other changelings a the table were having. However, despite all this, the gas pains continued to build in her gut until she felt like she would soon burst.
As a young hatchling, Krystal had been taught (like most any civilized race) that just straight up breaking wind in the presence of others was rude and unladylike. However, at this point the gas was starting to actually push to make its way down through her intestines and to the exit of her plothole. She could feel the hot gas at her sphincter and knew that she would have to rip flank any minute. It was improper for a changeling of royalty to get up and leave the table without the leaving of the queen as well. With no other options left and the pain of holding in the gas becoming more unbearable Krystal decided that she would have to let a thick, smelly fart go into the cushion of the chair she was sitting on. Krystal got herself into position, pushing her plot down as hard against her dress and the cushion as she could before loosening her grip on her plothole.
BFFFFFFFFPPPPPPPPSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS~
The monster fart broke free from her sexy plot as she let as much of the gas out as she could into the cushion under her. The release felt great, but it felt as if the foul wind she was releasing from her plothole could burn a hole through her dress. The thick, and rancid fart was much hotter then most as actually warmed some of the air around her plot as well as the cushion. The majority of the sound and smell was pushed into the fibers of the seat under her, but she could not help but slowly smell the air around her begin to fill with the stench of her fart. Her gas had a thick, eggy smell to it with a nasty undertone of rotting veggies.
Right mid sentence one of the changelings near Krystal covered her muzzle and looked at the member next to her right as the smell hit him like a ton of bricks. Seeing as Krystal was sitting next to Queen Chrysalis the smell did not take long to reach her. She quizzically sniffed the air and then slowly turned her gaze to Krystal who was blushing as she sat next to her. The other delegates were too busy playing the "who done it" game to notice the silent conversation between the Queen and her adviser nearby. The Queen leaned over and whispered "Nice one K" before leaning onto her left plot cheek and releasing a semi-silent, bassy fart into the cushion she was sitting on.
BRRRFFFT
The Queen then stood to her hooves and announced to her still arguing company that she and her adviser would be taking a walk around the palace for a while. They nod in affirmation and get up as well to leave the still fuming area. Krystal and Chrissy made their way around the castle for a bit as they looked for the restroom. Even though the young changeling mare was apologizing to the Queen about the incident back at the table Chrysalis just laughed it off and stated that she "needed to release some steam herself." After walking around and "crop dusting" a few areas of the castle (as well as some royal guards) Krystal and the Queen find the mare's bathrooms, but much to their dismay there was a line out the door along with a terrible smell coming from inside the bathroom.
Chrysalis was allowed to enter to use the restroom, but Krystal was not as there was a "high royalty only" rule for line skipping in the castle. Chrysalis begrudgingly entered the restroom saying that she will find some place for Krystal to go soon. Krystal took a seat on a cushioned bench down the hall where no pony is as she felt the storm of gas returning. After she took a seat on the padded bench she looked around to see if anypony was within eatshot of her. Just as she felt it was safe to release another rump blast a light pink unicorn mare trotted over to the bench and took a seat on it. Without warning she planted her plot firmly onto the seat and released as loud, yet muffled fart into the cushion before giving a sigh of relief.
BBBBRRRRNT-ffffff-RRRAMMMPT!
Unashamed the mare looks over and comments about how the food this year seems to be making everypony gassy. Without skipping a beat she sticks out her hoof and asks Krystal what her name is. A sour, rotten veggie stench proceeded to invade the young changeling mare's nostrils as it spread out from the other mare. Krystal quickly shook her head and stated her name before shaking the unicorn's hoof. The pink pony then looks over before saying, "Well it's nice to meet you miss Krystal. My name is May Skies." She and Krystal strike up a small conversation about the two different lands before Krystal's stomach lets out a low ruble. "Sorry about that....yeah that food kinda got to me too" stated Krystal with a blush of embarrassment. "Well then just let it out. Heck...its natural after all and it makes you feel good. Kinda like this." The mare leaned over again and released a loud fart from her plot.
PARRRPT!
This action, while crude, made Krystal a bit more comfortable. She timidly leaned her plot away from the mare and let lose a less then quite blast of smelly air.
BRRRRRFFFFFFFFRRRRRAAAATTTTT!
Krystal breathed a sigh of relief as another batch of foul wind left her plothole and filled the back side of her dress with the stench of rotten eggs and bad meat. The mare gave a laugh and stated she never knew a changeling mare could rip flank like that. After seeing Krystal was comfortable she asked if she would be offended if she got rid of the rest of her gas next to Krystal. The young changeling shook her head and stated that she needed to "banish some foul wind herself." On that note the two mares began taking turns exchanging blasts of smelly air from their sexy, plump plots.
BRAAAATTTTTT!
BLARRRRRRPT!
BBBBBRRRRBBBTTTTT!
BBFFFFFFFFFFFFRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAT!
Krystal and May sighed happily and a bit more content as the last of the present pressure was expelled from their flanks. The air around them was a mix of eggs, bad meat, and rotten veggies from the toxic farts. A few other mares came by and asked what the two were doing. Unabashed May usually answered that they were reliving some pressure that the food had given them. She then would usually ask the mare if she wanted to get rid of some as well. A few obliged and ripped some flank in their part of the castle and other more snooty ones merely turned their noses and walked away. After about 10 minutes more the light pink unicorn's date walked down the hall she came by and signaled for her to follow. She got up and waved goodbye to Krystal before leaving with her date. A few seconds later Chrysalis appeared behind Krystal and asked her who that was before leaving. She looked over at the queen and commented saying "Just a friend I met" before walking with her to head out to the gardens.
