Breaking Twilight

by Coxswain

Rating: mature
Tags: Dark, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Queen Chrysalis, Sex, Twilight Sparkle
Length: 7326

Squicky clop the likes of which you have never seen.

Queen Chrysalis is upset. Her swarm has been scattered or killed, her power weakened, and her enemies lie unconquered. Soon enough, however, her revenge will break with the darkening sky. And it all begins with one purple pony. Unsurprisingly, clop ensues.

So yeah, clop clop clop.

A warning, though: this story contains several fetishes that, if they are not your taste, will be rather squicky. Including:
-Domination/submission
-Oviposition*

And maybe more. Might continue this if there's good feedback. Might run away and hide if a lynch mob comes for me.

* If you don't know what this means, do yourself a favor and don't look it up. You cannot unsee what has been seen.

Published 2012-05-29 20:44:01 UTC
Last updated 2012-05-29 20:44:01 UTC

Darkness, Imprisoning Me

Darkness, Imprisoning Me

The sun was shining bright as Twilight Sparkle merrily trotted through the streets of Ponyville, saddlebags bouncing against her sides. Although the trip to the market for food had been an interruption to her usual study and work schedule, the purple unicorn nevertheless felt invigorated by the sojourn. Maybe I should take over this job from Spike when he gets back, Twilight mused, as she smiled and nodded to the various denizens who greeted her in passing. I'm starting to believe that the princess was right about getting my nose out of dusty books every once in a while.

She blushed a bit at that thought, still embarrassed that it had taken her so long to appreciate such good advice. Ah well, I did learn that, eventually. And relearn it from time to time. A sheepish grin joined her self-conscious blush, and Twilight forced herself to sigh and clear her mind of the mild recriminations. It's too beautiful a day to worry about the past, she thought. Better to spend it in the present.

Twilight finished her rumination just as she approached the library in which she worked and lived, and her horn lit up as she used her magic to open a flap on one of her saddlebags in order to levitate out her key. She hated to lock up the library, as it was still a public building, but with Spike off to Canterlot for a convention of some sort she had nopony else to watch the building while she was away.

Pity I can't be in two places at once, the purple unicorn mused, as she walked up to the front door and then slipped the key inside its lock. A quick turn and more manipulations of her magic quickly gained her admittance to the darkened interior. Twilight hummed as she walked in and closed the door behind her, before she flared her magic a bit and flicked on every light switch in the first floor. Okay, maybe that was showing off a bit, the pony thought, as she turned and walked towards the kitchen. Or it would be, if anypony else was around. Still, it's always fun to do.

Such thoughts bounced in Twilight Sparkle's mind as she went about the task of putting away her groceries and then her saddlebags. Her mood was definitely better than it had been before her food run, and the unicorn found her imagination working on the problem that had frustrated her earlier in the day. Funny how that works, Twilight mused, as she finally finished her chores and walked back to the pile of books she had left in a study alcove. Now, back to studying runic design. She sat down at the pile of books at that, and resumed reading one of the open tomes where she had left off.

Sadly for Twilight, she had only a few minutes before the door to the library slammed open. The unicorn startled at the sudden noise, and she jumped from her seat as a multi-hued pegasus cockily strut in. “Hey, Twi,” Rainbow Dash said around the book in her mouth.

“Rainbow, can't you enter a building without attempting to destroy a door or a window?” Twilight chidingly asked, while the other pony slammed the door shut behind her.

Dash shrugged her wings at that, as she walked up to the round table in the center of the library's main room and then set down the book. “Hey, I have things to do, tricks to perform,” the cyan pegasus replied, while Twilight walked over to join her. “I don't have time to play nice with furniture.”

Twilight rolled her eyes at that. “Furnishings, not furniture,” she said, as she took a look at the book the other mare had dropped off. “And you finished Daring Do and the Quixotic Caliphate of Calamandoo already?”

The pegasus blushed a bit, and then brought up a foreleg to rub the back of her head with a hoof. “Heh, well, I just couldn't put it down, yanno?” She said, sheepishly.

“You just checked it out yesterday,” Twilight replied with a raised eyebrow. “And it's not exactly a thin book.”

Dash frowned at that, and her attitude turned confrontational. “Hey, are you callin' me dumb?” She demanded, with an out thrust hoof. “You think you're the only pony who can read through a book so fast?”

Twilight took a step back at that. “I- I'm sorry, Dash,” she said in a placating tone. “I didn't mean anything by it, just that I was surprised.”

“Oh,” Dash said with a blink of her eyes, and then blushed. “Er, sorry Twi,” she sheepishly added, and then looked away.

“That's okay,” Twilight said with a smile, and then walked over to pat a hoof on her friend's shoulder. “I was kind of insensitive,” she admitted, with a sheepish expression of her own. “How about we just call it even?”

Rainbow looked back at the unicorn and smiled. “That sounds good,” she said, sounding more like her old self. “So, uh, could I check out the next book in the series then?”

“Sure thing,” Twilight happily replied, and then turned to walk over to the specific shelf that held the aforementioned books. “The next one is Daring Do and the Kingdom of the Cr-” Twilight blinked as she finally read the title, and then shook her head. “You know what? I'll give you the one after that. Crystal Skull was just... ugh,” she added, and then lit up her horn to grab the book following the derided one. “Daring Do vs the Dragon King is much better.”

“If you say so,” Rainbow said, sounding unsure, as her friend turned around and came back with the mentioned book. Suddenly, the pegasus mare tilted her head, and she frowned. “Hey, don't you usually get Spike to help you with getting books?” She asked.

Twilight Sparkle smiled lightly and nodded as she set Dragon King down by the book Rainbow had just returned. “He left this morning to attend some convention for comic books in Canterlot,” she said, and then shrugged. “I don't really get it myself, but he's happy.”

“Huh,” Dash said, and then turned to look at the book Twilight had just retrieved. “Is he gonna be gone long?”

“About five days,” Twilight replied, as she picked up Quixotic Caliphate and then turned to return it to it shelf. “Why do you ask?”

“Because I've learned my lesson about witnesses.”

The statement alone would have been foreboding, but the cold, hard, un-Dashlike voice that delivered it sent chills up Twilight's spine. She spun around and saw that while the being standing there still looked like Rainbow Dash, it most certainly was not her good friend as Dash's eyes never glowed green. Twilight opened her mouth to scream in shock and fear, but a bolt of green energy lashed out at her before she could even finish taking her breath.

The bolt hit, and she felt pain before the world went black.

Agony washed through her mind as Twilight Sparkle swam her way back to consciousness. Her closed eyes scrunched up even tighter as she became more and more aware of the throbbing headache pounding her skull from the inside out. Eventually, though, the pain began to recede, and Twilight started to assess her situation. What happened? Where am I? Were her two natural first thoughts. I was in the library... Dash was there, but she wasn't- Everything came back to her in a flood, and the unicorn snapped open her eyes in panicked fear.

The room she was in was dark, almost pitch black, though some light came down from a window set high up on one wall. It did little to dispel the grim darkness, though its silvery glow told Twilight that she had awoken up in the midst of night. A more thorough look at the window showed it to be a small rectangle that was only an inch from the tall ceiling.

With a start, Twilight realized she was in the library's basement. How'd I get down here? She thought. I was in the main room when I was attacked. Her eyes widened at the thought, and the unicorn realized her assailant must have moved her. I need to get out of here before it comes back, she thought, and then tried to move.

Try, of course, was the operative verb. No sooner had Twilight twitched her limbs than she realized they were firmly secured. She quickly turned her head to regard her own body, and then groaned in fear as she saw that she was held against the wall, her back pressed to it and her limbs splayed out to expose her underside. All four of her legs were encased up to where they joined her body in a translucent, glowing, green-black goo. Although the material looked as if it were still wet and fluid, it neither flowed nor had any weakness, but instead felt as if it were harder than concrete as it held her a good two feet above the floor.

Icy tendrils of terror weaved their way up Twilight's spine as she recognized the material. Glowing green eyes, powerful magic, this gunk... Oh no, no no no no no! She began to breathe heavily as her adrenalin kicked in, and the purple unicorn took a moment to control her panic. I've got to get out of here and warn the princesses! With that thought, Twilight calmed her mind enough that she could concentrate, and then called upon her magic, fully intending to use it to break her bonds and then teleport to safety.

Sadly, her magic did neither. It did not, in fact, respond at all, and Twilight felt herself start to hyperventilate as true panic set in. No, how can this be? I'm helpless! Sweet Celestia, help me, please!

“Oh good, you're awake,” a voice interrupted Twilight's thoughts, and she realized that while she had been panicking, somepony had opened the door to the basement. Artificial light streamed in from the hallway, framing a figure who stood on the landing opposite of where Twilight was held, and the purple unicorn felt her mouth drop open as she saw herself with an evil smirk on her face. Soon enough, though, Twilight remembered her earlier revelation and understood that it was no pony whom she looked at.

A green aura of magic lit up the faux unicorn's horn, and the door behind her shut once again to plunge the basement into darkness, and Twilight blinked as her eyes struggled to readjust to the low light. Soon enough, however, she could watch in fearful trepidation as her doppelganger's eyes glowed green in the dark, their gaze fixed steadily on the unicorn as their owner made its way across the room. The closer it got, the more Twilight felt fear and panic rise, and she started to struggle against her bonds once again. “Stay away from me!” She yelped.

The eyes paused, and for a brief moment Twilight had the false hope that their owner actually listened to her. Then they closed, and a fearful laugh filled the room as the other being cut loose with mirth. “Did you really think that would work?” The voice, which Twilight assumed to be a copy of her own, wryly asked as the other opened its eyes again to spear the unicorn with a hard stare. “Do you honestly think that after all of this, I would just back away because you said so?”

Twilight blushed at the mocking tone, and she tried to shrink back in on herself. “I-I-” she began, and then shook her head to clear it. “I don't know what's going on, but it's obvious you're a Changeling,” the purple mare resumed her speech, inflecting as much strength into it as she could. “We beat you once, we can do it again.”

“Oh, I know,” the voice answered as the being finally came to stand just in front of Twilight, where the light from the window allowed the unicorn to make out her double. The purple imitation grinned at her, and the true unicorn felt another shiver run down her spine. “But the funny thing is, you only beat me, Twilight, because I was sloppy and overconfident. As I said before, I've learned my lesson this time.”

Twilight's eyes widened and her pupils shrank as her mind made the connections. “Y-you're Queen Chrysalis,” she stuttered out.

Her doppelganger grinned, and then disappeared in a flash of green light. In its place now stood a tall, lithe, and bedraggled figure that Twilight recognized from the attempted invasion of Canterlot. “Good, so your wit was not damaged by my knockout spell.” The queen's oily voice dripped with satisfaction as she spoke, and she brought up a holed forehoof to lightly rub Twilight's cheek. The unicorn tried to shy away from the limb, but her neck would only bend so far. “I would hate to think that you would be unable to fully comprehend the things I'll be doing to you,” Chrysalis added, apparently ignoring the mare's attempt to escape her touch.

“Wh-what do you want with me?” Twilight managed to stutter the question, even as the queen's hoof dragged its way down her neck.

“Oh, many things,” Chrysalis replied, with a smile that only served to highlight her wicked fangs. “After all, you did unravel my plans in Canterlot,” she continued, her smile draining away. “Weakened my minions.” Her hoof pressed down hard into Twilight's chest at that. “And then helped your brother and Mi Amore Cadenza wipe out almost my entire swarm.”

Twilight gasped lightly as the Changeling queen's hoof kept her lungs from inflating, and she writhed in her bonds. Realizing this, Chrysalis removed the limb and let the purple mare take in several deep breaths. “So yes, Twilight Sparkle, I have plans for you,” she said, her dark amusement returning.

“Bu... but...” Twilight protested, in between large gulps of air. “They just cast a shield, to protect Canterlot and force you away!”

Chrysalis sneered at the unicorn, and then brought up her hoof to press it against the bound pony's forehead. Twilight grimaced as her head was pressed back into the wall, and the tall Changeling dipped her own head just enough to stare into the purple mare's captive gaze. “Is that what you think?” Chrysalis asked, her voice quiet and full of menace. “Is that what they told you? That you merely forced us away without harm?”

Twilight squirmed, her mind reeling at how she was at the utter mercy of the being in front of her. “It's what Armor said,” she replied, her voice trembling.

“Then you are a bigger foal than I thought,” Chrysalis said, virtually spitting out the words as she lowered her hoof from the unicorn's head. “Did you really think a shield powered by love alone would have defeated us? We consume love, it would have been like attempting to shove you around with an apple pie.

“No, dear little Twilight, what they didn't tell you, what their shame hides is that Cadenza didn't just pour her love into the spell,” Chrysalis continued, her voice dark and spiteful. “She also poured into it every ounce of hate she felt.”

“That can't be possible,” Twilight said, her eyes widening. “I know Cadence, she's never hated a pony in her life!”

“Maybe not a pony,” Chrysalis countered, her smoldering eyes stabbing deep into Twilight's. “But make no mistake, Sparkle, she despised me and my kind with a passion that could only belong to the spurned. And when a being feeds on love, what do you think hate is to them?”

Twilight gulped at the implication. “B-but surely you've been around such feelings before?” She asked, worriedly. “You had to have developed some way to only take in what you can feed on, right?”

“Usually, yes,” Chrysalis answered, her tone betraying a hint of respect for the unicorn's deductive prowess. “However, as I said her hate was mixed in with the love. When my subjects attempted to feed on it, to use it to heal and power themselves, all they did was end up poisoning their own bodies.” Her eyes narrowed, and the Changeling queen moved her head closer until her nose was almost touching Twilight's muzzle. “Almost all of them died. Only I and a precious few remain, scattered around Equestria and weakened.”

Again, Twilight gulped. She said nothing, as the fierce, burning anger in the changeling's eyes bored deep into her soul, and the unicorn mare found she couldn't look away. Soon enough, though, the anger drained away, and in its place the smarmy, satisfied amusement returned. “Which is why I'm here,” she said in a low, almost dreamy voice while her eyes closed halfway. “I'm going to have my revenge and rebuild my swarm. And it all starts with you.”

The purple pony shuddered at that, and she felt her breathing grow more rapid. “I don't understand,” Twilight said, quietly. “If you want revenge, why didn't you...” Her voice trailed off as she didn't want to speak her fears.

“Kill you when you were out?” Chrysalis asked, and then smiled as Twilight nodded. “Oh, my dear little Twilight Sparkle, where would the fun be in that?” She asked, and then licked her lips as the purple unicorn trembled at her words. “No little pony, you're much more valuable to me alive. For you see, there's more than one way to achieve revenge, and sometimes they are far more pleasurable.”

“What do you mean?” Twilight asked, as she began to shake again.

Chrysalis grinned evilly, and then brought up her foreleg and pressed a hoof against her captive's belly. “Let me show you,” she said, and then began to trace her limb down.

Twilight gasped as the hard limb moved ever closer to parts she dared not let anypony touch before. “N-no, stop!” She yelped, even as Chrysalis moved the hoof past her breasts and then lightly danced it along the edge of her lower lips. “Please!” She begged, as her breathing sped up.

“Mmm, I do love the sound of that,” Chrysalis purred, even as she moved her hoof about and caused the mare to shudder. “Begging always gives me a tingle right where it counts,” she added, and then brought her molesting hoof up to where Twilight could see it, and most condemningly, the moisture dripping from it. “As it does for you, it seems.”

Twilight blushed profusely, and then turned her head to the side and closed her eyes. “N-no, it's just... just an automatic reaction to external stimuli,” she said, her voice quaking.

A dark chuckle answered her. “Is that how it's going to be?” Chrysalis asked, and then smirked as Twilight scrunched her eyes tight and firmly clamped her jaw. “Excellent,” the changeling said, and then reached out with her magic to grasp the purple mare's muzzle and wrench it around. Startled, Twilight snapped open her eyes and again stared deep into Chrysalis' ethereal orbs. The moment seemed to stretch for an eternity, until finally the changeling queen tilted her head, opened her mouth, and then pressed it up against Twilight's muzzle.

The purple pony made a muffled noise of protest, but the sharp fangs digging at her cheeks bade her to open her mouth to relieve the pressure and avoid the damage they could cause. The sideways cant of the changeling queen's head easily allowed the two mares to lock their jaws against one another, and soon Twilight felt the fangs slip between her teeth, while Chrysalis' tongue quested deep into her mouth. The unicorn groaned in distress at the forced kiss, yet she was too afraid to resist, as well, as the slippery forked appendage danced over every surface, and then wrapped itself around the bound mare's tongue.

Twilight clenched her eyes at that, and she tried to imagine herself somewhere else. Try as she did, though, the sensations from her mouth kept dragging the mare back to the present, and despite herself Twilight felt her breaths deepening as she sucked air through her nose. No, no, I don't like this! She thought, as the changeling's tongue gently tugged her own. Yet even as she silently protested, the mare felt something stir within her mind, something she recognized from private “study sessions” she had engaged in since adolescence. She had no name for it, and though she recognized it as a part of her, Twilight could not understand it, nor communicate with it in the way she could the rest of her mind. It was dark, it was primal, and it frightened her with desires she refused to comprehend.

Chrysalis broke off the kiss then, her tongue and mouth slowly disentangling from the purple mare's, and she leaned her head back to smirk at the heated look on Twilight's face. “Oh, this is delicious,” the changeling said, her voice oozing with pleasure at her captive's discomfort. “You will is strong, yet you are already at war with yourself.”

“I-I don't know what you mean,” Twilight protested, and then turned her head to the side and closed her eyes in an attempt to avoid being enraptured by the queen's eyes again. No, NO, not 'enraptured!' Captured! Forced!

“I'm a being that feeds on emotions, remember?” Chrysalis asked, even as she brought up her right foreleg to lightly stroke the hoof along Twilight's chest and belly. She grinned again as she watched the purple pony shudder under the touch. “I can sense it, the dark desires lurking underneath your thoughts. I can taste the first growing embers of lust that you hide even from yourself.”

“You're wrong!” Twilight shouted, even as she snapped her head around to stare heatedly at the changeling queen. Anger, hate! Poison her! “You're messing with my mind, like you did with Shining Armor!”

Chrysalis tossed her head back at that and laughed, much to Twilight Sparkle's immense chagrin. “Oh, don't go around thinking that will work,” she said in a condescending tone. “I was at ground zero for the blast that killed most of my swarm, and I still survived. The pitiful amount of hate a tortured, self-denying mind like yours can generate can't possibly compare.”

Twilight blushed at that, but she refused to relent. “It doesn't matter, you're still not going to convince me I want this!”

“Really?” Chrysalis asked, and then split her face in the most evil grin she had shown that night. “I don't recall telling you anything about wanting it, just that you have desires.”

Twilight's eyes widened at that, and she blushed again before she turned her head to the side yet again. “Y-you're messing with my mind,” she repeated her earlier argument.

“It was a mess long before I got here,” Chrysalis replied. Suddenly, she stood up on her hind legs, and Twilight turned her head back around to watch as the queen slam both of her forelegs on either side of the bound mare's head. Twilight winced in surprise at that, and then again as the changeling pushed her head down and forward to once again press into the purple unicorn's face. “Do you really think you can lie to me, when you can't even lie to yourself?”

“Fuck off!” Twilight retorted, as tears formed in her eyes.

Chrysalis grinned at that, but otherwise ignored the insult. “Oh silly little pony, how old do you think I am?” She asked, and then shook her head a bit as the purple mare gave her a stumped look. “I've fed off of beings for centuries, Twilight Sparkle, and I've seen it all. Most especially, I've seen the likes of you before.”

“What do you mean?” The captive unicorn fearfully asked. Part of her knew the answer already, and she could feel the knowledge press uncomfortably against her mental barriers.

“I do study my targets, you know,” Chrysalis began, thoroughly enjoying the drama she could sense going on inside the unicorn's mind. “I already knew so much about you from your brother when I pretended to be his fiancé, and what I plucked from Celestia's mind when she was my prisoner and my own observations of you have told me so much more.” The changeling smirked as she paused to lick along one of Twilight's cheeks, which made the mare flinch. “You are always so eager to please, so willing to rush to the call of others. Especially those with power over you.”

Chrysalis paused again, this time to watch Twilight writhe in distress as the queen's words alone dug through her mind. “Tell me, Twilight, how many times when you bowed to your princess, that you wanted to do it in the opposite direction and flag your tail? How many daydreams have you had of some stallion finding you alone in a library, only to force you over a table and rut you like an animal?”

Something started to crumble in Twilight at that, and Chrysalis could only smile inwardly as panic, fear, and arousal all warred on the purple mare's face and within her mind. “You are in my head!” She accused, tears slipping from her eyes.

“No, Twilight,” the changeling queen replied, and then grinned as the purple unicorn fell silent. “I don't need to read thoughts and emotions to know your kind.” Chrysalis shifted her weight to one foreleg, and then brought down the other to lightly stroke it along Twilight's muzzle, and the queen was pleased to see the mare didn't flinch away. “It's always the intelligent ones, you know, who are the most depraved. While those of regular intelligence are satisfied with the basic carnal pleasures, even the ones they consider 'special', beings like you always demand more. Desire more.” Chrysalis inched her head forward again, and then lightly licked her tongue over Twilight's nose. “Plead for more.

“And you, dear Twilight, are quite intelligent,” the changeling queen continued. “But like so many, you're afraid of what lurks below. You section off your lust, your desires, and try to forget them. But they're always there, always waiting,” Chrysalis paused to move her hoof down and stroke Twilight's chest at that. “Waiting for that moment of weakness, when your will is finally worn down. And when that happens, it will take you, control you, and you will love it.”

“Stop!” Twilight yelped, as the tears now flowed freely. “Stop it! Shut up!” She added, and then sobbed and turned her head to the side.

“Oh, I'm not going to stop, Twilight Sparkle,” Chrysalis replied, and despite herself, Twilight inhaled sharply at the command in her voice. Again the purple mare felt magic grip her muzzle, but it was gentler this time, as the queen knew that the unicorn wouldn't fight it. Slowly, her head was pulled back forward, and Twilight opened her eyes unbidden to again stare into the deep pools of green that belonged to the changeling. “I'm going to give you your desires, what you truly want deep inside, and you will love me for it.”

“Never,” Twilight whispered, her voice harsh and strained.

Chrysalis just smiled at that, and then pushed off of the wall. Her insect-like wings buzzed to take up the support, and she lowered herself back to all fours on the floor again. “Never is a long time, my little submissive pony,” she said, and then lowered her head.

Twilight gasped as she felt the queen's tongue lick across her belly, and the purple mare had to bite her lower lip to keep from moaning as Chrysalis slowly traced her ministrations lower. Soon enough, the changeling was licking around the bases of Twilight's breasts, and the unicorn blushed furiously as she felt her arousal grow. I'm not enjoying this, I'm not-

Her thought was interrupted as Chrysalis took a nipple into her mouth and began to suck. A jolt of pure pleasure raced up Twilight's spine, and this time the mare couldn't help but moan lustily with her eyes tightly shut. The unicorn began to writhe again as the changeling continued to gently suckle and nibble much as a foal would, and Twilight felt her marehood grow even more wet than before.

I've got to resist, Twilight thought, though her rumination was interrupted briefly as Chrysalis switched the the other breast, and the press of her soft lips and slimy tongue upon Twilight's mound caused the purple mare to moan out again. Despite this, she managed to pry open her eyes and look around, but all the unicorn could see was the darkness of the basement. Then she looked down, and gasped as she saw Chrysalis slowly release the teat she'd been sucking on. Whether it was the physical feeling or the sultry sensation of watching it happen, Twilight didn't know, but she couldn't help herself as her body trembled and she gasped for air as a jolt of carnal bliss ran through her.

Chrysalis looked up at the noise, and her deep eyes caught Twilight's mortified gaze. “If you liked that, Sparkle, you will love this,” she said, and then bent down again. The bound unicorn sucked in a gasp as she watched the changeling queen's head drift down to her nethers, only to blast the air out again when Chrysalis softly breathed over her sensitive folds. No, this is not a good thing, I am not enjoying this, Twilight desperately told herself, even as the pleasure doubled when the queen's forked tongue reached out and started to lap along the outermost lips of the purple pony's marehood.

Twilight lewdly moaned as the changeling deftly moved her dextrous member along her folds, sometimes running fast and barely making contact in a tease, only to alternate with slow, long licks that pulled at the glistening skin. Each touch of the tongue, each brush of the lips drove the building pressure inside Twilight Sparkle to new heights, and the purple mare felt her hips start to twitch, her body wanting to press forward and into the warm, wet sensation.

Suddenly, the licks stopped, and Twilight felt both relief and frustration for a moment. It was only brief, however, as Chrysalis pressed her mouth directly over the purple unicorn's soaked entrance, careful to position her fangs so that they only teased the mare's sensitive flesh. Then her tongue lashed out and stabbed deep into Twilight's opening, twisting and turning and writhing as if the changeling were a common insect gathering nectar from a flower. The suddenness and intense nature of the penetration slammed into Twilight's bemused mind, and she screamed in pleasure as her body convulsed around the slippery intruder.

So... close... The purple mare thought, as the pleasure began to overtake her rational mind. Her eyes began to lose focus, and her mouth dropped open so she could pant heavily while Chrysalis' tongue continued to dance inside her marehood. Every slide, every twist, every thrust of the long, forked tongue sent a jolt of pleasure into the center of her brain, and Twilight felt her body start to twitch as her self-control waned. The darkness of her desires rose in its place, and the purple mare felt the primal part of her mind start to whisper to her, encouraging her to give in to the pleasure as her arousal approached its crest.

Then, as suddenly as it began, Chrysalis' ministrations ceased, and she removed her muzzle from Twilight's soaking wet orifice. The purple pony whimpered at that, and she tried to buck her hips forward again. “Please,” she quietly muttered, without even thinking about it.

Chrysalis smiled as she brought her head back up, and then looked into the captive mare's eyes. Twilight's vision was unfocused, her head lolled about on her neck, and she was panting heavily even as she desperately tried to regain some semblance of self-control. “Please, what?” Chrysalis asked, as her own body shuddered at the vision before her.

Twilight's breath caught then, and her eyes started to refocus as she slowly slid back from the brink. “N-nothing,” she replied softly, and then turned her head to the side again. Once again, however, the queen's magic caught her muzzle, and Twilight felt her head gently guided back forward in order to meet another deep kiss from the changeling.

She didn't resist it this time, and Twilight felt her mind relaxing as she passively accepted Chrysalis' tongue. The part of her that remained semi-rational noticed that there were now two tastes to the kiss, with the changeling queen's musky flavor mixing in with something sweet, with just a hint of bitterness to balance it. It didn't take the unicorn long to realize she was tasting herself, and the indescribable wrongness of it made her eyelids droop down in bliss. I... I should stop... this... Twilight thought, her will trying to cut through the haze of her emotions and hormones. Yet no action came to mind, save the dark whispers that told her to surrender.

The queen sensed the shifting battle, and she slowly broke the kiss, her head drawing back almost reluctantly while her lips and tongue seemed to drag against Twilight's counterparts. Even now, she fights and struggles; this will not be over tonight, Chrysalis thought, and then grinned in glee. Excellent.

For her part, Twilight had to fight off another whimper of disappointment as Chrysalis pulled away, and she felt her mind starting to lose coherence as she was kept on the edge of her release. I need more, she thought, her passions washing over her resistance like a wave. I want more, I want... She blinked at that, as the wave subsided, and then shook her head. No, I- I've got to... Hold on...

“And now, Twilight, you will start your duties to the swarm.” Chrysalis' voice broke through the purple pony's internal struggle, and Twilight felt her eyes drawn to the changeling's deep pools yet again. “You will help me grow a new breed of changeling, one that will not be so easily defeated.”

Twilight frowned a bit, as even in her addled state her mind tried to piece together some idea of what the changeling was planning. “How will I do that?” She asked, only curiosity tinging her voice as the hormones in her system suppressed any worry.

Chrysalis smiled at the purple unicorn, and Twilight felt confused as she seemed to recognize something more than lust or self-satisfaction in the entrancing green eyes. “You see, Twilight,” the queen began, as she stood on her hind legs and again balanced against the wall on her forelegs. “Changelings are not quite insect, and not quite mammal. We are a mix, and one thing that carries from the insect side is the fact that we lay eggs.”

A wet noise sounded then, and Twilight felt her curiosity grow as she watched the queen shudder and briefly close her eyes in pleasure. Slowly, she tilted her head down to trace the source of the noise, and her eyes widened in shock as she saw a long, black member, slick with lubricant, slide out from the slit between Chrysalis' rear legs. It twisted and flexed like an elephant's trunk, and fluid dripped from its pointed end even as Twilight watched its obscene movements.

“The problem is, I can only make one egg at a time, and they need to be kept warm and moist until they're fertilized,” Chrysalis continued, and Twilight snapped her head up to look at the changeling's face with fear in her eyes. Chrysalis leered at this and continued on. “I can only store one inside my own body at a time, as well; exoskeletons and all that. But warm, fleshy mammals like you...” She paused to lick her lips. “You are so squishy, and with the right preparation, so flexible.”

The fear coursed through Twilight's mind, clearing her senses, yet even then it was not enough to banish her arousal. “N-no,” she whispered, as her breath caught in her throat.

“Oh, yes,” Chrysalis replied, and then willed her pseudo-shaft up to press the tip against Twilight's marehood, causing the purple pony to gasp in shock. “I'm going to use you to store my eggs while I look for just the right male to give them the proper essence.” She leaned her head forward at this, until her mouth was right beside Twilight's left ear. “I'm going to visit you every few hours,” the changeling queen whispered. “And every time I'll shove my ovipositor into your dripping snatch and leave another present for you, until your belly swells with my young and you moan from feeling so full.” Chrysalis paused and pulled her head back and savored the look of terror mixed in with unabashed desire on Twilight's wide-eyed, mouth-ajar visage. She smiled evilly at that, and then shifted her hips a bit to get proper leverage. “And you, my little pony, will love it as only a submissive little slut like you can,” she added, and then shoved her hips forward to plunge her pseudo-shaft deep into Twilight's body.

“Nnnoooooo!” Twilight shrieked, terror and fear and mind-blowing pleasure mixed into the single word. She tossed her head back against the wall and writhed in her unyielding bonds as the queen's ovipositor plunged into her core. It felt like no toy she had ever used, and instead of being hard like a stallion's it was soft, yet firm, a muscle more like a tongue than an actual shaft. And like a muscle, it twitched and shifted and writhed even as Chrysalis began to rut into her captive.

“Oh, yes!” The changeling queen shouted, not in response to Twilight's refusal but rather to the feeling of having warm, yielding flesh wrapped around her thrusting member. It's been far too long since I've done this, the queen thought, and then moaned in pleasure as muscles deep within her abdomen started to flex.

Twilight echoed the changeling's moan, and despite all her previous resistance, mentally threw herself into the pleasure of being rutted by the fleshy organ. Her peak approached quickly, and Twilight surrendered her mind to the coming release.

Just as she was about to climax, however, something forced its way into her mind from outside, and Twilight groaned in pleasureful agony as she felt her pleasure rise past the point where personal experience told her she would be granted blissful release. She opened he eyes at that, and saw that though Chrysalis was generating some kind of spell, despite the fact she was half-gone herself. “No, my pet,” the changeling queen said, forcing command into her voice as she stared back into Twilight's purple eyes. “You don't get to cum until your mistress says you may.” She thrust her hips especially hard at this, and Twilight gasped as she felt a large mass swell the ovipositor just outside of her cunt.

“Please,” the unicorn begged, even as she rolled her head around in frustration. “Please let me cum!” Twilight added, as the mass started to spread her netherlips.

“Please, let me cum, what?” Chrysalis asked, and then pulled her muscular member out of the pony until only the tip remained inside, which conveniently allowed the egg to push further along. The changeling shuddered in pleasure from the sensation, and her panting joined that of the purple mare's.

Twilight groaned as the last vestiges of her self-control fought the desperate need within her body. It was a hopeless battle, however, as the queen slowly pushed her ovipositor back in again, this time with the firm mass of her egg far enough along to press into the purple mare's birth canal.

“Mistress!” Twilight shouted, as the indescribable feeling of the softball-sized mass being shoved into her pussy sent mind-shattering bolts of pleasure through her body. “Please let me cum, mistress!”

Chrysalis grinned at that, and she pushed her hips forward until they met Twilight's so that her ovipositor had enough leverage to make one final push. The muscular mass strained against the pony's cervix, but soon enough the barrier gave way, and the changeling shuddered and whimpered as her member began to shove the egg towards its destination.

Twilight screamed again as she felt her innermost chamber breached. It hurt, and part of her mind wondered why it was the only thing that had hurt so far that night, and even then not very much. Yet she paid the thought no heed as she felt the egg shoved deep into her by the queen's convulsing member. Chrysalis shuddered against her, and the feeling of being used by the changeling in such a manner only added fuel to the fires of her lust. The pleasure, the arousal was beyond anything she could have ever comprehended, and the mare felt her mind start to break under the stress.

Then, suddenly, with a popping movement, the egg simultaneously pressed into Twilight's womb and left Chrysalis' ovipositor. Both females let out incredibly loud shouts of pleasure, and Chrysalis had to lean up against Twilight as she moved her mouth to the pony's ear. “You may cum now, my pet,” she said, and then dismissed the spell holding the unicorn's climax back.

The pleasure washed over and through Twilight as if a dam had burst, and she threw her head back and screamed yet again, louder and longer than any time before as her entire body shuddered and convulsed in pure ecstasy. Tears poured freely from her eyes and soon the scream was replaced by mindless babbling and sobbing.

Seeing the pony that was once a proud and powerful unicorn turned into mush was the greatest aphrodisiac Chrysalis could imagine, and when added to the exquisite feeling of her shaft being milked and stroked by Twilight's frantic pussy it became overwhelming. The changeling queen screamed out in pleasure herself as she came, her ovipositor flexing and pulsing as it pumped egg-nourishing fluid deep into the purple mare it was buried in.

This proved to be the last straw for Twilight. Already driven far beyond her normal limits, the sudden influx of fluid proved too much for the abused unicorn, and she convulsed a few more times, and then went limp as unconsciousness claimed her.

Chrysalis panted as she rested against the wall and the pony she had bound to it. Several long minutes passed until the queen changeling had recovered enough to move. She slowly withdrew her ovipositor from the captured mare amidst a virtual shower of fluids, and then quickly stepped back and fell to all fours in front of the unconscious purple unicorn. Briefly, she felt a pang of fear as she noticed Twilight's state, but a quick magical scan showed the queen that the pony had simply passed out.

I still have it, Chrysalis mused, as she closed her eyes and willed her member to retreat back into her body. And now I have her, the changeling added, as she turned and opened her eyes to make her way back to the library's main chambers. She knew Twilight Sparkle hadn't been completely broken by the night's activities, but a replay of the pony's emotions in her mind convinced Chrysalis that she would easily have the mare under her full control by the time the dragon returned.

The changeling queen smiled at the thought of the nights to come, and she grinned. Soon Twilight Sparkle will serve me, and with her essence infusing the eggs she will carry, I shall have a new breed of changeling to swell the ranks of the hive. And with the love her friends lavish upon her, now me in disguise, I shall be stronger than ever before.

Chrysalis paused as she reached the door to the upper rooms, and then chuckled. I might as well get it out of my system while I'm in the room with the soundproofing spell, she thought, and then began to laugh maniacally.