Prologue.

Long Live the Queen.

By Cherrylicous.

Prologue.

“Don't forget the honey dressing,” Obsidian urged as Honeycomb began to depart from the kitchen with her food laden trolley. “You know her Majesty needs it for her morning meal.”

“Yes, I remember.” The bed maid replied. Obsidian, the head chef of the royal kitchen, was and older changeling, past his prime, was always nipping at the heels of his underlings to perform at the best quality possible.

Honeycomb then took up a jade flask in her cloven hoof and placed it amongst the other breakfast attire. Her majesty did have a bit of a routine to her mornings and was not pleasant to be around if things had not been executed properly.

With everything in their proper place, Honeycomb continued on her way to the royal bedchambers. It was quite as she moved through the vast hallways. Everything seemed to be asleep or lifeless. The only sound being the rolling on wheels and the fall of hooves upon marble from Honeycomb’s own.

The walls were decorated in plates of paneled gold, shaped and worked to resemble creeper vines that would crawl up the side of stone pavilions. Thick, polished pillars held up a lofty vaulted roof that was at the moment obscured by shadow, due to the lack of light.

Eventually, she came to the royal chambers. A great pair of gilded doors. They were beautifully crafted with a most caring hoof, but their material was unique to the rest of the world. The color was of the doors was that of a Changelings coat, a rich ink black. Embroidered with decorative patterns of a bright crystalline green.

Two Sentinels stood attentive at each side of the doorway fully armored and alert. They remained quiet as Honeycomb approached with her tray; the one on the right gave her a slight nod of acknowledgment and the servant mare proceeded.

She placed a hoof against the doors, and with a whisper of restraining hinges, the doorway dutifully opened. The room was darkened. The only glances of sunlight leaking through curtains of heavy velvet. Her majesty, Queen Chrysalis lay there upon her ornate, imperial bed; her long turquoise hair cascading over the plush pillows.

She could feel the sunlight caressing her polished carapace. She groaned and rolled over, her warm covers and sheets calling her to stay in their embrace.

Honeycomb entered the room quietly and set to her duties. She went over to a small table towards the far end of the Queens bed and prepared her tea. The sweet smell of jasmine filled the air as Honeycomb poured in the hot water and added in the herbs; sweetened by a few drops of refined golden nectar.

Quietly moving over to the side of the bed, Honeycomb, in the most tender voice she could muster said, “Your Majesty? It’s morning. I brought you your tea.” From beneath the regal sheets, a low moan rose in response and the fabrics shifted as the Queen stretched her limbs out. Regretfully she hoisted herself from her comfortable position in the luxurious, ornate bed and pushed the comforters off to rise and face her servant.

Honeycomb bowed her head as Chrysalis turned her half lidded gaze to her. “Ah… yes, indeed it is a good morning miss Honeycomb,” said Chrysalis with a satisfied grin as she rubbed the last ounces of sleep from her eyes. “Just set it on the table and go prepare the bath.”Removing herself from the grand canopied, mattress, she descended to the polished, white marble floor and approached the large bay windows. As she threw the velvet drapes open, the room was flooded by the morning sun.

Stepping out onto the lofty balcony, Chrysalis let out a satisfied sigh as the warm morning breeze caressed her face. She felt it as it gently blew through her long turquoise mane, flowing down her long, slender neck to her shoulders. With regal grace and an ample sway in her well rounded hips, she strode towards the balcony railing and looked down at the city below her.

“Mmm… Good morning my fair Canterlot.” She sighed with a lustrous smile.

Looking down at the vast mountain side city, she let out a sigh of satisfaction and contentment. The morning air was thick with the old familiar stinks of Canterlot. She breathed in the scents of sour wine, bread baking, rotting fish and nightsoil, smoke and sweat and horse piss. However, where only the races of ponies dwelled, now were intermingled with the race of shape shifters. Changelings. Where Equestrian Royal Guards once stood vigilant, now stood Changeling Drones and Sentinels, overlooking a freshly conquered city.

It had been over three weeks since the conquest of Canterlot and her usurpation of its sovereign monarchs, Celestia and Luna. Despite having been exposed by that meddlesome pupil of her former majesty, she had managed to overtake the Equestrian capital before things could take a turn for the worst. With the defensive barrier destroyed, her invasion force had quickly overrun and subdued the cities defenses, and captured the Elemental Barriers of Harmony, the city and its outlying areas swiftly fell under her control. Surely with the capital under her control the kingdom would eventually fall into her rule.

After her insuring her victory and putting the city under her control, she took on the venture of making things feel like home. She had commissioned a total renovation of the palace, along with temporary housing for her soldiers. Looking out at the city’s skyline, she could see ebony towers of resin rising above the original Equestrian housing. Changelings flew to and fro among the towers, filling the air with the light humming of their wings. Ponies could still be seen walking the streets and shops of the city though. These ponies were now her subjects, and Chrysalis didn’t want to discourage them. Otherwise they would be able to make the precious love that she and her children fed upon.

In fact, other than the change in management, life had changed very little for her new pony subjects. The only real noticeable change in the daily lives of these ponies was the new ‘love tax’ she had imposed. Ponies would have to donate a portion of their love to the newly constructed and apply named ‘Love Bank’, located just outside the castle walls. But this was no more than a minor detour for the cities inhabitance.

Chrysalis was leaning against the railing as she looked down upon her new capital. She had conquered a few minor kingdoms in her time, but this was the crown jewel. Simply taking in the reality of her triumph was intoxicating. From here she would usher in a new age for her people and the little ponies she now ruled over. From here she would raise a dynasty that would last would last for centuries to come. Until the sun rises in the west and sets in the east. Until the seas run dry and mountains blow in the wind like leaves.

But for the moment, time for breakfast!

Honeycomb had finished preparing the bath, having heated the water to a nice hot relaxing temperature. “Your majesty, your bath is ready.” She said calmly, “I heated the water to your preferred temperature.”

Prying her eyes away from the beautiful view of her new capital city, Chrysalis looked to Honeycomb as she stood there in the balcony doorway. “Ah, thank you my dear Honeycomb. But did you remember the lavender scented candles?”

“Of course your majesty.” Honeycomb answered with a curtsy, “And I’ve prepared a pair of freshly ironed towels.”

“Very good.” The queen smiled. “Now, would you please bring me my breakfast?”

“Right away your majesty.” Honeycomb said with a nod before trotting out of the room. Now alone, Chrysalis proceeded to the bath. The circular room was no short as grand as the rest of the royal chambers, with gold paneling covering the walls and a vaulted ceiling adorned with a beautiful fresco of Pegasi playing in the clouds. She had to admit, Celestia had taste.

About the circular sunken in tub, lavender scented candles flickered and burned, giving off their sweet scent. The water steamed and swirled with heat as Chrysalis drew closer to it. Slowly, she reached out a hoof to the bath and began to step into it. Gently she glided her foreleg into the heated water. She could feel its cleansing effects as it rushed through the holes in her leg and slowly crept up the deeper she went. She was soon standing in the tub and began to slowly lower her body down into it. She winced and sighed as her breasts touched the water, shortly followed by her soft under belly and finally her shapely flanks.

She took note of how the water flowed over her shoulders, over the curving arch of her back. How the heat of the water invaded her body and deepest recesses. “This is how is how a Queen should live.” She said to herself.

After she had finished her morning bath and dried herself, Chrysalis returned to the main bed chamber to drink her tea. Honeycomb knew just how she licked it. Freshly boiled with a hint of jasmine. As she sipped her tea, she heard a knock at the door.

“Permission to enter your majesty.” Honeycomb called from outside the door.

“Permission granted,” Chrysalis called back, taking another sip of her tea.

The grand doorway gently opened and Honeycomb entered promptly, accompanied by another mare. A pony mare. Chrysalis looked at the young equine with a soft smile, but couldn't help but lick her lips. She could smell the mare from across the room. She was a Unicorn servant that had worked in the palace prior to the invasion, and Chrysalis had allowed her to continue her work afterwards. Along with the rest of the castle staff.

“Your majesty.” The Unicorn said with a bow, slightly.

Chrysalis smiled and set her tea to the side. “Come closer my friend. I won't bite. Honeycomb would you leave us for the moment?”

Honeycomb nodded and promptly left the room, closing the door behind her, and leaving Chrysalis alone with the servant mare.

“Come. Come my little pony. Come hither.” Chrysalis called out in a nurturing, soft tone. Prompted by the Queen’s beckoning, the lithe Unicorn servant slowly trotted over to the Changeling queen. She was very nervous. She had never met the Queen face to face, so this encounter was quite shocking to her. She was a lithe built mare with a light brown coat and reddish brown mane with light green eyes, dressed in the traditional castle maids uniform.

“You… summoned me… m-my Queen?” She stuttered.

“Yes,” Chrysalis replied with a warm smile. “I am in need of your services.”

“My s-services your majesty?”

“Yes, your services my little one.” Chrysalis cooed. “Tell me, what is your name my dear?”

“My name? My name is Rose Bud… my Queen.”

Chrysalis chuckled a little and put her foreleg around the little Unicorn and pulled her closer to her, “That’s quite a lovely name. It suits you well.” Chrysalis continues maintaining her soft nurturing tone. “Tell me, how long have you worked here in the palace?”

“Fifteen years and three months your majesty. Like my mother and father before me.” Rose Bud answered now feeling a little less on edge. For some reason the more the Queen spoke the more at ease she began to feel. She looked the Queen from head to hoof, noting her features. Her ample curves. Her regal demeanor. Her vast, emerald eyes that peer down at her tenderly.

“But… um… what services do you require my Queen?” She asked, “Your… um, bed maid has already taken care of the morning schedule. How could I be of service?”

Chrysalis leaned forward, coming inches from Rose Bud’s muzzle. The Unicorn could feel the Queen caress her snout, and her eyes darted upward to meet Chrysalis’. “I need you do to me a favor Rose Bud.” Chrysalis cooed. “I want you to relax, okay? Listen only to my voice. Okay?”

Rose Bud found herself taken by the Queen’s gaze. She breathed in sharply as Chrysalis’ words fell on her ears and she felt her body lose all tension. “Yes… my Queen.” She managed. A magical serge shot through her spine and up into her mind, radiating out through her eyes, turning them the same color as that of the Queen.

Chrysalis in turn let a deviously wicked smile cross her lips. She could smell the love emanating from the young mare. It filled her nostrils and tickled the back of her throat, sending a pleasurable jolt down her spine and to her loins.

“Good…” Chrysalis said in a devilishly sultry tone. Her lips salivating with anticipation. “Now… would you kindly open your mouth for me so I can take a look at that pretty throat of yours my precious?”

Without a word or any resistance, Rose Bud tilted her head back and opened her maw for the Queen, giving her a first class view of her moist, pulsating throat. She let out a soft moan as she let her tongue snake out of her muzzle and dangle in front of the Queen.

“Mmph~... yes. That’s what I like to see. Such a good little pony you are.” She cooed. Activating her magic, Chrysalis’ horn began to burn with a bright, emerald glow, levitating the small pitcher of warm, golden honey Honeycomb had brought with her tea. “Now say ah.” She said as the gently poured the sweet dressing onto Rose Buds tongue, coating it in a nice amber glaze. A few drops missed their mark and landed on the mare’s cheeks and snout, but neither Rose or Chrysalis would mind.

After emptying the pitcher, Chrysalis looked the young mare over with hungry eyes. Her body was tingling with anticipation at the sight of the honey coated mouth of the Unicorn mare, and she pulled Rose Bud close, pressing her against her breast. “Bon Appétit.” She said to herself. She then closed the distance between their lips and passionately locked them together in a deep kiss. She could taste the sweet honey dance on her lips and tongue, but that was only the first taste of her meal.

With her horn burning its signature emerald aura, Chrysalis began to drink down Rose Bud’s love. She felt the raw emotion pour into her throat like a cool beverage, flowing down into her stomach with ease. She could hear Rose Bud moan and whimper as she fed, and she could taste as several other emotions flowed in along with her love.

Chuckling deviously, Chrysalis decided to treat the little servant mare. She let her long, forked tongue snake out of her maw and press against Rose Bud’s lips, eventually forcing them to part and allowing her to explore the warm confines of her maw. She could taste her saliva mixed with the warm honey. She could feel it tantalize and entice her taste buds, urging her to venture deeper.

Prompted by this, Chrysalis pushed forward. Her tongue now caressing the back of Rose Bud’s throat. She could feel the Unicorn jerk slightly as her gag reflex kicked in, but the help of Chrysalis’ magic the sensation soon subsided, allowing the Queen to go even deeper. Pushing even further forward. She greedily lapped at the confines of Rose’s throat as she snaked her tongue ever deeper. Rose all the while could only moan in pleasure as she felt the large, muscular organ snake down her throat and tickle at her most untouched places.

Chrysalis began to notice something rising into her nostrils the deeper her tongue ventured. A thick, silky, musky odor that drifted upwards from the Unicorn’s supple flanks. She could see a small milky puddle starting to form on the floor underneath Rose’s tail and she chuckled a little at this.

Chrysalis all the while drinking down every emotion she gave off, all in order to sate her hunger. She could feel her stomach growing full with Rose’s love. How it fed her. Nourished her. She could feel it digesting inside her stomach and course through her veins. Her body growing ever more refined. Her chitin growing more lustrous, her coat ever more glossy, her rear and equine breasts growing ever more defined. Fuller. Thicker. It was intoxicating.

After several more minutes of this, she finally retracted her tongue from Rose’s throat and broke away from the kiss. A long tendril of glistening saliva connecting their lips. Chrysalis sighed in satisfaction and took a deep breath while Rose sunk down to the floor to lay in her own mare juices. Looking down at her, Chrysalis noted how cute she looked when she slept. She would definitely have her over for breakfast again.

Turning away from the unconscious mare, Chrysalis strode over to the large mirror mounted on the nearby wall to look at her newly enhanced body. She smiled as she beheld the changeling before her. Such graceful proportions. Such a well kept and glossy coat. She looked herself from head to hoof. Admiring her new proportions. She took quite an interest in her rear. It had been well rounded before, but now it was simply a beautiful sight to behold. So thick and toned, every curve and muscle in the right place. She turned so that her plot would face the mirror directly and she noted how it seemed to form a large ebony heart. “A plot only fit enough to sit upon a throne.” She mused to herself. “I’ll be turning heads of both Changeling and Pony stallions alike. I maybe even starting to rival old 'Sunbutt' herself.”

Suddenly she heard a knock at the door. “My Queen? Are you finished eating?” Honeycomb called.

Chrysalis smiled and said, “Yes Honeycomb, you can come in. And help me get dressed. It’s a grand occasion today.”

Honeycomb opened the door to find Rose Bud laying on the floor and her Queen trotting over to the royal wardrobe. “I see you enjoyed your meal.” She commented.

Chrysalis chuckled. “Oh yes. I must say Honeycomb, you know how to find the most ripe fruits in the lot.” She said opening the large cupboard.

“Should I take her to her room to recover your majesty?” Honeycomb asked looking over Rose Bud as she laid in her own mare juices.

“Not now Honeycomb. First help me get dressed, then take her up to her room and give her a little off day tomorrow. I may have taken more than she could handle in one go.”

Honeycomb flew over to the Queen and reached into the cupboard, pulling out first a gold embroidered necklace with a large diamond cut amethyst, followed by a matching tiara and ornate shoes. She paused to admire the Queens newly enhanced body, “I see she was filling. Quite the lovely enhancement I’d say.” She complemented.

“Oh why thank you Honeycomb. And I agree, quite the nice addition. And just look at that plot.” She stated proudly while swaying her rear to and fro. “I’ll be damned if I don’t have stallions staring at this as I pass by.” The two of them laughed and Honeycomb proceeded to help the Queen fit into her royal garments. “A perfect fit.” Said Chrysalis, “So Honeycomb, how do I look? Do I look Equestrian enough?”

Honeycomb chuckled and said, “You look radiant my Queen. The ponies will love you.”

“Excellent!” Chrysalis exclaimed. “Now please help our dear Rosebud out. Poor thing collapsed.”

“Right away my Queen.” Honeycomb replied flying over to the unconscious Unicorn.

Chrysalis, now fully adorned in the traditional royal attire, turned towards the door and with great regal strides made her way into the hallway. “Oh! And clean up that little she made. Don’t want it to cause a stain. Now, I must be off. I have a coronation to attend.”

Author's Note

This is my first clopfic so please tell me what you think so far?

This is just a taste of what's to come, and to be honest, its going to get a lot more raunchy down the road so just fair warning. But it you enjoyed, please let me know what you think and ask me any questions if you have any.

Cherrylicous~