Competent Villains: Chrysalis

Chapter the Fifth: The Brunch

Chrysalis had a lot to think about. That little yellow pony had not been at all what she expected. She expected the bearer of kindness to be nice, yes, but to emanate love for all things? That had been a surprise. The pony had been limitless in its love, even loving Chrysalis after what she had done to it's friend. She would undoubtedly make an excellent broodmother. Chrysalis wouldn't even have to convince her, she was sure of it. She could simply walk back into the ponies chamber and force her. That pony would still love her children. So why hadn't she done that yet?

Chrysalis pondered that. She always tried to do what's best for the Hive, for her brood. And certainly having such an excellent mare as a broodmother would be best. So what was holding her back? Perhaps she was tired. Last night had been quite draining. Little Twilight had taken so much magic to actually convert. She was glad to have kept those horns, their natural leylines took care of much of the timing and position for the hardest part of the spell.

And to think, Celestia had figured out how to defy her from her little cocoon. Now that Chrysalis had the facts about the whole situation, it was actually quite funny. She had pulled the history of her own race, their dark origins from Luna's feeble mind. Luna had created them long ago, when she was a different Goddess.

At the time, Luna and Celestia had been bitter enemies in an ancient grudge. Light versus darkness, good versus evil and all that. Both sides developed powerful weapons designed to defeat their enemy. The details were sketchy, but it seems that the Solar Princess had won the ancient war, using some powerful weapon to strip Luna of most of her dark powers. Bereft of power, the sly thing had done what any adept creature of darkness would do. She joined the winning team.

They joined as sisters, deciding to work together to help raise Celestia's favored race from barbarism to civility. Ponies. Over time, Luna truly did abandon her dark agenda and began working in earnest with Celestia. Both sisters put their ancient past behind them, and created a new future for themselves and their chosen race. But they had forgot something.

Luna's once great weapon had been abandoned when their Goddess fell, left to the badlands to fend for themselves. She had been the first Queen, and had figured the changelings died out when she abandoned them. But somehow, against all odds, they had not. This is where the Goddess's information had ended on the subject, but Chrysalis knew the rest. The changelings developed a magic ritual, one to grant them a new queen. The Hive knew it, it was not known by any single changeling. They used it over the years as old queens died, replacing the immortal post with a mortal pony. The stronger the pony used, the stronger the queen, and the longer she lived.

Chrysalis had once, very long ago, been a very strong pony. She didn't even remember her name, simply that she was raised up into her current state by the last queen. And now here they were. The Goddess's ancient weapon back with a life of it's own, doing it's ancient duty. The cocoons had been designed by Luna to be impregnable. To contain a goddess. They had been designed to allow Luna complete access to Celestia's mind. How humiliating it must be to have your own weapon turned against you!

Chrysalis chuckled darkly as she glanced at Luna, defenseless against her own weapon, while Celestia had apparently figured out the trick for defeating the mind probing part. Oh that was funny. The weapon seemed impotent against it's intended target, only incapacitating her, while it's creator was completely at it's mercy. She supposed there was a reason the white goddess had come out ahead in their war. Still, Luna had been the first queen. Their true goddess. She was owed some kind of worship.

Chrysalis's eyes glowed green, and Luna groaned in agony. Seemed like she buried that dark goddess thing pretty deep. It would take quite some time to dig it all up, to return her to her glory. Of course, now she had lot's of time. And ancient history was turning out to be such a fun hobby. She was distracted from her thoughts when a new pony entered her chambers. The pony's identity drew up a pleasant thought. She had ancient weapons of her own now.

"Good morning your majesty! I'm feeling great after feeding. It was an interesting experience. Do you want me to write you a report on it?" Twilight Sparkle's chipper voice rang out, interested in getting a new assignment.

"A verbal one would be fine, Twilight. Tell me, did you follow my advice?"

"Yes! Shining Armor was amazing. I never knew brotherly love felt so good. It ended a little weird though. I started kissing him and stuff. Is that normal?"

"Only at first, dear. You'll get the hang of it. I hope you didn't scar him. It will make it difficult for you to feed off of him if he knows what you've become. I'll have to work his mind again."

"Oh no. I left before it got too weird. I don't think I want to do that with my brother. Although, I still feel it. When will it go away?"

"As soon as you take care of it." Chrysalis smiled at the thought. She didn't remember too much about her time as a proto-queen, but it had been very fun. Ah, to be young again. "Come to think of it, you may have an opportunity. How do you feel about your little yellow friend?"

"Fluttershy? I like her a lot! She's a great friend. She's always there when you need her. A little shy perhaps, but she's always helpful to her friends. I hope she's okay, I wouldn't want to see her hurt." Twilight got a little contemplative at that thought and quieted down. "We won't have to hurt my friends, right? Not like you had to hurt Cadence. That would make me morbidly morose and more mopey."

"We shouldn't have to, Twilight. I hurt Cadence out of necessity." It was only a little bit of a lie. She probably would have been fine to be left alone, but still, leaving an alicorn out and about was a bad idea. "Eventually you will grow out of this Twilight. You still feel like a pony, trying to do pony things and worrying about little pony lives. They are beneath you now. It might take some time, but eventually you will understand this." She had to learn sometime. Chrysalis didn't expect her to pick up on this over night.

"I know, but still. I still care for them. Your spell only drained my love for Celestia."

That was something else odd. Something that bothered her, just a little. Twilight should have been drained of all love, or else she wouldn't have been able to become a changeling. She should love the Hive, she should love her Queen, and she should love her children. Where was all the rest of this love coming from? Perhaps somewhere along the line Chrysalis had failed in the spell? Was Twilight just another failure, her most potent one? She seemed fully functional, if a little odd.

Still, Twilight's affection for her friends might be useful. Especially considering what she now knew of them. "Twilight dear, we might be able to use your misplaced affection."

Twilight's eyes lit up, seemingly excited by this news. "So it's okay? I can keep loving my friends and the hive and you?"

"For a while, yes. At least until I can get your friends to help us out. I want to use the Elements of Harmony for something."

"For what, Your Highness?"

"I have a little plan involving our Dark Goddess over here," Chrysalis motioned toward the imprisoned Luna,"and I think those elements of yours could help."

"Your Majesty, the elements can only bring balance. I don't know what it will do to Princess Luna. I don't think that will help you much." Twilight seemed confused.

"That's just it, dear. Luna is out of balance, she's too much of one thing and not enough of another. I hope to rectify that."

Twilight looked back and forth between the imprisoned Luna and the Changeling Queen. "I don't think they work like you think they do, Your Majesty."

Chrysalis didn't feel like explaining her entire plan. Especially with the Goddesses watching. She glanced at Celestia's glazed face. Well, one of the Goddesses watching. For now, Little Twilight would have to wait. "Twilight, dear. I don't really care what you think about this. Just know I must have the elements. And you are going to help me make your friends loyal to the hive."

"I'll do anything you want, Your majesty." Chrysalis was counting on that.

Still, she had the problem that Twilight might never become a functional Queen, and if that didn't happen then Chrysalis had a more pressing issue than playing with an ancient weapon. Did what was different about Twilight matter to the Hive? Chrysalis remembered some of her first dreams as a proto-queen had involved terrorizing whomever it was that she had once loved. Twilight seemed to avoid Celestia, and her feelings for others hadn't changed at all. Perhaps it just took time. Maybe she should test Twilight, just to be sure? Something that would feel natural for her, something that any queen would love to do.

"Twilight, you're going to give me a little show."

"Of course my Queen! What do you want to see?"

"I want to see you fertilized by a drone, to prepare your eggs for hatching." If she could at least perform this function all the way through, then she wasn't a complete failure. All of her living failures had been unable to accomplish this simple task.

"Umm... Okay. Sure. What do I do?" Twilight seemed to be a little flustered, but Chrysalis knew she would do as she was told.

"Just wait there, I'm going to get one for you." Chrysalis mentally commanded a drone to come into her chamber. "He should be here in a minute. Do you mind feeding me some? I haven't had my brunch yet."

Twilight's eyes lit up at the prospect. "Of course your majesty!" She quickly moved next to Chrysalis, and Chrysalis felt a warm gooey stream of love rushing from the little changeling. She recognized it. Little Twilight didn't. This was mostly familial love. But there was a weak undertone. Some other flavor. Something more carnal. Chrysalis grinned. She might have fun with that later, feeding off of Shining as Twilight. She mentally added that to her "to do" list. No wonder the little changeling had resorted to kissing so quickly.

Perhaps she should inform Twilight? "Twilight, dear. This is delicious, but it's not entirely brotherly love."

"It's not? But it felt so good!"

"It is mostly familial love to be sure, but honestly dear, with a little work you could have him riding you like a chariot."

Chrysalis felt the flow falter, and knew the changeling was having second thoughts about her earlier encounter. She then had a wicked idea.

"Dear, we could set that up quite easily. In fact, I insist! I need to make some changes first, prepare his mind and all, but I think this will be delicious."

Twilight was quiet as Chrysalis felt the warm flow sticky flow of love keep streaming into her. It slowly drained as the changeling finished feeding her. Then Twilight's tender answer came. "I'll do anything to make you happy, my Queen."

Chrysalis was having another very good day.

Shining Armor woke up with a headache, locked in some kind of storage room and hastily tied to a chair. What had happened? He vaguely remembered being captured at some sort of event. He did a quick assessment of his surroundings and surmised that he was still held captive. At least he was still alive. Luckily, he hadn't seen Cadence and Twilight since the wedding. The wedding! Those curs had interrupted his wedding. Hopefully little Twily and Cadence had escaped.

A quiet crying noise got his attention as he scanned the room for a way to escape. Another pony was tied up, hidden in a dark corner of the room! Another captive? He quickly pulled the poorly tied rope from his body and made to help the pony. Whoever had tied his knots hadn't done a very good job, however the other pony was tied up tightly. It was going to need his help to escape. His heart dropped when he approached close enough to it to make out its cutie mark.

"Twily? Is that you? I'd hoped you escaped... Here, I'll get that rope off of you." He quickly found that his magic wouldn't respond and had to use his hooves to pull apart the knots holding her bound. Twilight was crying, sobbing softly the whole time. Shining Armor didn't know what to do, so he did what he always did when she was crying. He hugged her, and she pressed her little head into his chest and openly bawled, returning his embrace. Why was she so sad? What had happened while he was out?

"I'm here now. Shhh..." He tried to get her to calm down, cradling her heaving body with his own. He needed to comfort his sister, but they also needed to escape. They couldn't do that while she was panicked. But he also had to know. What had happened? And did Cadence escape?

"Twilight, listen... I need to know what happened. I need you to be strong. This is important, Did Cadence escape?" He held her tight against his body, dreading the answer that she might give.

"I... Don't know... I don't know what happened to Cadence." Twilight had to squeeze her voice out between sobs. She backed away from her brother and began sniffling, trying to reign in her obvious distress. Shining sighed. So Cadence could have escaped. She also could be captive as well. Plan for the worst, hope for the best. Her fate didn't change the fact that he needed to escape.

"Twilight, I need you to focus. I can't use magic for some reason and we need to get out of this room. Your magic might be our only chance."

Twilight took another step back, as though suddenly scared of him. "I can't. They did something to us and the room when they threw us in here. I could feel the magic when it tore out my leylines. It was terrible. And the room is sealed by a spell, it feels like yours, but stronger and smaller. It only holds us." She then lowered her head, staring at the floor, trying to not look him in the eyes.

Shining didn't know much about the workings of leylines, but he thought that was impossible. Weren't they engraved into their horns or something? Their captors must have been incredibly powerful mages to rip Twilight's out. No wonder she was so distraught, that must have been unimaginably painful. He wondered how he would have handled having his leylines ripped out while conscious. What did that even mean? He shuddered at the imagined pain.

"And they said they would come back, tomorrow... to kill us." Twilight laid down when she said that, avoiding his eyes and trying to hold back her tears.

Shining Armor stared back at her for a moment, thinking quickly. He had to save his sister, at any cost. "We have to get out of here, Twilight. We can't just wait for them." There must be some way, something nopony had thought of yet.

Twilight sadly replied, going over her information. "We can't use magic and we're trapped by a version of your spell. I couldn't teleport out even if I had my magic. Is there any way to dispel it physically? Maybe kinetic force or thermal energy or something like that? Could we start a fire?" Her voice picked up, getting hopeful.

Shining was anxious. Could it really be his spell? His spell was strong enough to keep out an army. There was no way two ponies could break through, even with magic to help and a fire would be a terrible idea, smothering them in it's fumes. He decided to test it, and walked to the edge of the room. His advance was halted by a familiar glow. So it was true. It looked like his spell, but how would it react to him? He reached out and pressed a hoof against the slick surface. His hoof glanced off the side, but wouldn't penetrate it.

He tried again, this time using force to strike it with a blow that would break a ponies face. The spell reacted to his aggression and he felt a slight sizzle as the bottom of his hoof was instantly heated up, and the spell locked his arm still for a second. Then he was released. It was his spell alright, and it was working at full power. They were trapped.

"I'm sorry, Twilight... I can't break through it. We won't be able to dispel it from here. The harder we try, the more likely we are to hurt ourselves..." He began a slow walk over to his quiet, staring sister. How had it come to this? He was Captain of the Royal Guard. He had failed. He had failed to protect everypony, even the ponies he loved. Now everypony was suffering because of his failure. What had gone wrong? He laid down next to his sister and felt her put a hoof on his back.

"It's okay, Shining... We were all surprised. I mean, My friends and I have saved Equestria twice, but we... we were caught too." Her voice was shaky as she tried to comfort him.

"Maybe you're friends will come and save us?" Shining felt a glimmer of hope. His sister was pretty famous, and it was well known that she and her friends had beaten an evil Moon Goddess, and the Spirit of Chaos himself. Surely her friends had some way to help them.

"I... Don't think that's going to happen. I don't really wan't to think about what happened to them right now..." Her comforting hoof left his back when she spoke.

Oh. That was bad. That was really bad.

"Hey, Big brother?" Twilight sounded curious now, her sadness just a hint to her new tone of voice.

Shining turned his head to look at her. She had a strange look in her soggy eyes, one that he didn't recognize on her.

"Am I... Pretty?" She asked with her usual curious intensity.

"Of course you are, Twily. You're beautiful." He wondered what brought up such a silly question. She was a good looking pony for her age.

"Thanks... Nopony has ever told me I'm beautiful before. I've always been a bit worried about that."

"What do you mean 'Nopony has ever told you that before'?"

"Just that I've never had somepony special to me. Like that. Like you and Cadence. You know, somepony that thought you were pretty. I've never done anything... like that." Twilight was now looking away from him and her coat had turned a slightly more pink shade of purple. She was cute when she was flustered, but he wondered what brought that up.

"Why did you ask that?"

"I ... I was thinking... Since we can't get out... Since they are going to come back for us... I don't want to go... I want to..." Twilight was having a hard time, stammering over her words and keeping her head turned from her brother. Shining waited for Twilight to finish saying her piece, whatever it was it must be important. "I... I want to.. feel loved."

"I love you Twilight, I always have. I'm your brother, remember?" Shining nuzzled her mane, trying to comfort his little sister. He felt her neck warm up as she made herself more clear.

"I mean... I don't want to die having never... been... with somepony. Like that." She turned her head to lock her tearful eyes with him, and he recognized the look that had been difficult to place on his little sister before. Desire.

"Uhh... Twilight. I don't think I can do that.. For you... With you... I'm kinda married to Cadence. And were kinda.. siblings."

"The wedding never finished. It was interrupted. Don't you remember?" Twilight looked at him pleadingly.

"No, actually. My mind is kind of hazy on what happened." Shining had to buy some time. How could he get out of this? Sure, he had fantasized about her every once in a while, especially once she grew into the beautiful young mare she was, but there was no way he could do that. She was his little sister. He was supposed to protect her, keep her safe, help her grow up. She was going to get married to somepony someday. She didn't deserve this.

"Well, you didn't have get bachelor party anyway..." Twilight was leaning closer to him, her eyes getting hazy. He had to stop her. He might not be married to Cadence, but this would be wrong. He loved Cadence. Yes, he loved Twilight, but it was a different kind of love. She was his sister.

"Twilight, we can't do this. You don't deserve this."

"You mean I don't deserve my first time with somepony that I love and that loves me?" She suddenly seemed angry. What did he do wrong? "You mean I don't deserve to experience something so necessary, so basic, so ubiquitous that every pony who was one of our ancestors did it?" He was going to get a lecture now.

"That I don't deserve to feel like somepony, anypony, even my brother, actually sees me as anything more than a bookworm? Maybe I don't want to be a bookworm right now. Maybe I just want to feel like a normal pony before I die. I just want to be loved, to feel what you and Cadence felt every night you were together. Is one time too much to ask for me?"

She was almost screaming now, an alien rage covered her, startling Shining Armor, and then she quickly composed herself and spoke in a quiet tone. "Am I just going to die here, Twilight Sparkle, the Virgin? I just want it once, with somepony I trust. Somepony I love. And now, I'm going to sit here seeped in misery until they come to kill us both." She closed her eyes at this and took a deep breath.

"And I don't know who their going to kill first. I might have to watch them kill you, like I watched my friends. You might have to watch them kill me. I have nothing to look forward to right now but suffering. My friends are gone. You're all I have left, please... Don't let me suffer with nothing. I thought you were supposed to protect me." Shining Armor stared into his sisters desperate leaking eyes. She was begging him. He blinked, closing his eyes to think.

They were both going to die. Cadence could be gone. And she was so desperate right now, she really just wanted to feel loved. She was his sister, he was supposed to protect her, to keep her safe. It's what his cutie mark meant. It's what he was meant for. To protect things. And now he failed, and his sister just wanted to be normal. Just for a while. Cadence... would understand. Other ponies didn't matter. This was between Twilight, Cadence, and him. He failed Twilight once, he wasn't going to again.

Shining Armor opened his eyes, and leaned forward to kiss his sister. Twilight's face melted from a terrified sobbing pony to a surprised and relieved one as their lips met. She blinked away some tears, letting fresh ones fill her eyes while they stared back at him. He gently pulled away from the chaste kiss, his lips feeling warm and tingly from hers.

"You don't have to cry any more, Twilight. It's okay..."

He leaned over and wrapped his arms around her, embracing her in a soft firm hug. She kept quietly crying, hot tears running down her face as he gave the back of her neck a gentle lick. She breathed in sharply as he drew his tongue up around the side of her head, and leaned into her ear. "Are you absolutely sure about this Twily? Once we get started, we might not be able to stop."

She didn't answer verbally, but she did answer with her mouth. The kiss surprised Shining, his little sisters lips found their way to his once again, and this time he felt something else. Her tongue was gently prodding his closed mouth. He looked into her still sad eyes, and let her little explorer in. Making her feel better was his top priority right now. He closed his eyes and tried to forget who this was, what exactly he was doing. He needed to get lost in the moment.

He gingerly pressed forward with his tongue, and felt a warm breath fill his mouth when it crossed the threshold of her lips. She had enjoyed that. Still, he needed to make absolutely sure that they couldn't stop. He carefully pulled himself out of the kiss, and looked into her still wet eyes. "Twily, is there any way to talk you out of this?"

She leaned forward and buried herself in his chest, her little body shaking as she spoke one word into him, not looking up to his face. "No."

He held her like that for a while, her hot breath warming up the fur on his chest as he gently stroked her back. He had done this for her before when she had cried. When she was little. She would bury her face in him just like this, and he would stroke her back. The only thing that was different was her warm hooves gently sliding down his stomach. He felt them go lower, stopping briefly over his belly button. Her warm tender hooves slid to their destination and he felt a sick sensation in his stomach as his pride and shame began to show.

"Twily..." He groaned out her pet name, only half in protest.

"Shhh... I'm going to go get a better look..."

He didn't watch as he felt her head go lower down his body, leaving a wet trail from her tongue. Instead he watched her cutie mark, lying half on the floor, her tail swishing back and forth in concentration. She had been so happy when it had appeared. When her tongue reached his tip, he kept his focus on her body, breathing heavy and so very warm and soft. He remembered comforting her when she cried, the same warm body slowly undulating before him. He heard and felt her mouth cover his tip, and the warm wet cavity was filled with him. Her coat was a beautiful shade of purple, he remembered trying to spot her in a game of hide and seek once when they were little. It had been easy.

Her tongue began to work up and down his shaft, giving it a warm bath of affection. He let himself relax as he ran his hoof through her mane. He had always thought her mane was pretty with that silly straight cut she wore. Her hooves prodded the length of his member that she couldn't reach with her mouth, and he smelled her familiar scent. How long had she wanted him like this? How long had she hid her desire while he chased his dreams? She deserved so much more than he could give her right now.

Shining Armor looked down at his sister, her eyes wetly looking up at his own as she worked up and down his shaft. His adorable, darling little sister was throat deep on his member, and looking up at him like some kind of dirty harlot. Staring into her lewd eyes, he felt his organ swell and pulse under his little sisters touch, and something switched in his mind. Something old and powerful that drove every stallion, some ancient reptilian primal thing whose sole purpose was to procreate. She might be his little sister, but right now, she was female. And willing.

He pulled her up off of his member and lifted her face to his. Her surprised question was cut short by his firm and forceful lips. This time he lead her, forcing her tiny mouth open with his much stronger one. She gasped, and wrapped her hooves around him, closing her weeping eyes as his tongue invaded her mouth. She didn't fight his powerful advance. Instead, she began to relax in his arms and her body pushed dangerously close to his as he claimed her mouth with his own. Gasping for air, he pulled from the kiss and began to manipulate her tiny body with his well trained arms. Shining knew what he was going to do to her, he couldn't stop himself now. But he could be gentle and ease her into it.

Slowly, he positioned himself on top of her, constantly nuzzling her neck with his muzzle. Her body was already hot, already excited, splayed out for him against the hard floor. He felt the heat between her legs with the tip of his tool, and he leaned forward and carefully bit the nape of her neck. She shook beneath him, like some kind of trembling flower ready to be picked. A delicate noise, barely audible, left her throat as he advanced his hips, feeling her tail swiftly move out of the way to provide him passage. He paused, feeling her quaking body beneath his, and then carefully lowered his much larger weight on to his fragile little sister.

Twilight let out a soft moan as his member pushed forward, her wet folds spread easily for him. He had been worried that his sisters small body would be a tight fit, but was pleasantly surprised to find that she had no problems accepting him. Slowly he pressed forward, digging deeper into her with his generous girth. He could feel her with his whole body, inside and out, as she struggled to catch her breath. He was being careful, taking his time for this first thrust to make sure she would be fine, that there would be no pain. This was his baby sister, and he had to protect her. Even now.

She was quivering on him, his member being lightly squeezed as her body reacted to his entry. He felt her rhythmically tightening and loosening over him, the gentle milking sensation unlike anything he had felt before. He had only ever been with Cadence, were there other mares who felt like this? Surprised at the motion, he continued his tedious trek to the depths of his little sister's desire. He was almost all the way in when she shuddered deep and he felt something block his way. She sucked in a breath and held it.

He stopped, slowly withdrawing from her, afraid he had cause some sort of damage to her young body.

"No! Please... Keep going, I'll... I'll be fine. Just... Don't stop." Twilight turned her head and begged him to continue, her one visible eye large and wet, her face flushed.

Watching her face intently, Shining Armor pushed himself back into her. His sister closed her eyes and relaxed her face when he reached the same barrier he had before. Cheeks wet and face red, she told him what to she needed, "Just push, Big Brother... I'll be fine." Shining Armor pushed, flexing his powerful thighs and pulling back on her neck with his teeth.

Twilight bit her lip as he passed whatever that barrier had been, and he felt a ring of some kind of pressure extend over his large tip. He sank all the way to his dangling sack, feeling it cooly rest against his sisters quivering body. Letting go of her neck, he let himself stretch out. His hind legs lay across hers as he pushed his upper body up and hips down in a desperate attempt to fill her more. He let his gaze fall, looking at her from above.

Her face was purple with bright red cheeks, and her eyes were closed, a wet line of tears ran down her face as she relished the sensation of him in her. She was breathing heavy, her body in a constant squirming motion. He looked at the short purple horn on her little head and had an idea. She wanted to experience as much as she could. He could help her. His tongue started around the base of her horn, slowly swirling up with the pattern around it and she let out a low throaty moan. Unable to resist his nature any longer, he felt his hips begin their primal duty as he drew a long steady stroke out of her body.

Twilight Sparkle's mouth opened as he continued working up her horn, and her tongue fell haphazardly out as he withdrew from her. His sister obviously enjoyed this, her eyes were blinking in confusion and unable to focus. She made sweet and tender squeaking noises as he worked her horn and her hole, panting for breath and moaning occasionally. A long, slow stroke in, and pull a long stroke out. He could feel her passage getting easier to travel in, her lubrication coating his member as he was covered in his sister's slick juices. That strange milking sensation only intensified as she grew excited, thrumming up and down his cock.

He felt her horn grow warm, and the spark of magic made his tongue tingle. He covered the horn in his tongue, roughly rubbing against the curves and drawing a desperate squeak from his sister. He could feel her tension building, his little sister growing more frantic, the squeezing around him speeding up. He smiled to himself as he felt her body quivering, taking his mouth off her horn and replacing it with one of his hooves. He knew not to finish inside, Cadence had taught him that. But he could get his little sister to finish. He frantically stroked her horn up and down while maintaining the same long steady strokes with his body, and leaned into her ear to whisper.

"I love you, Best Friend Forever..."

Twilight let out a cry and tears ran down her face as her hips thrust hard into the floor. Sparkles flew from her horn, and liquid magic squirted in a long arc across the room, landing in an obscene puddle by the door. He held her steady, maintaining his strokes in her tender love while she convulsed and twitched. He felt something break in him as his little sister rode out her orgasm, occasionally twitching and relaxing, squeezing his now ready member. What kind of brother was he, to do this to her? To reduce his beautiful intelligent sister to this quivering gasping pony he held beneath him? How depraved was he? He tried to think about something else as tears welled up, making it difficult to see her twitching body and her vacant stare.

He stopped his strokes and leaned himself down on her, his throbbing cock still buried in her burning body. He fought back the tears, trying to think of anything except what he was doing. What he had done. Twilight slowly came to under him, her body relaxing and her breath steadying.

"Did... you... finish?" Her words were labored, forced out with heavy breaths.

"I don't think I can, Twilight."

"But... I want you to." She started to collect herself under him, her muscles beginning to move, pushing herself back onto him, trying to get him deeper.

Shining Armor sighed. He had to finish this, to make this strange nightmare end.

"I might have to be a little rough, Twily. I don't want to hurt you."

Twilight kept herself grinding around him, and he could feel her body tense as she turned to him. "Do I look like I care if you hurt me right now, Shining?" She had tears streaming from her eyes and her voice sounded like an angry laugh. Her next words started quiet, and ended up screaming, "Just buck me you stupid stallion!"

Shining blinked and cleared his eyes. So that's how it had to be. He was a stallion and she was a mare. And he had something to do. He grabbed the little mare roughly by the back of her neck as he worked his mind up into a frenzy. With a strong thrust he was deep inside the smaller pony, slapping against her rear. Ignoring her heated cry, he began to pump her, feeling his member swell and the tip flair up inside. He tightened his bite on the mares neck as she began to squirm, tasting iron in his mouth as his lips grew wet and breathing in the sweat and sex. Violently pushing, he was rewarded with loud slaps and muffled cries as his body slammed against her wet hole. The little mare cried out, and he couldn't tell if it was pleasure or pain.

His cock was starting to burn from the friction, the heat from her body warming it up and down with each rough, violent stroke. She was moving under his teeth now, gyrating with his thrusts. He draped his hooves over her shoulders and pushed the little mare against him with his powerful muscles. Her body tensed when he did that, squeezing his member strongly. So he did it again. Using his weight and strength, he pushed her down hard. He felt her tighten strongly around him, and the little mare screamed something as she convulsed beneath him, milking his member with her tightening canal. He felt the pressure rising within his length, and he had no reason to hold back this time.

Hunched over the small mare he thrust hard and kept his grip on her neck, snorting as he felt his aching hot cock spurt into her. He snorted and thrust again, Taking a breath of her and pushing the thick sticky fluid deep into the little mares body with his flared tip. He spurt again, and pumped it in deep. The mare didn't struggle or resist, and let the warm flow push and squirt into her womb. Shining let go with his teeth and her body fell a short distance into the floor. He kept reflexively pumping spurt after spurt into the mare as he started to relax, coming to his senses.

Shining looked at the red ring where he had held his sister, he tasted the blood in his mouth. His eyes started to water again, tears falling down his face as he blinked them away. His lower body was still slowly pumping, out of his control. Now he really felt sick. Now he had done something really bad. Something completely against his nature. Something wrong.

"Twilight?"

There was no response from the wet, still pony beneath him.

"Twily?" His voice was soft now, what had he done?

A sharp gasp, and his little sister's body shook beneath him as she pulled in a breath of air. She was okay! Gently, he started to pull his shrinking member from her abused hole.

"Twilight! I'm sorry... I didn't want to hurt you, I got out of control and..."

"Why... are you... apologizing? I asked you to do that..." Twilight was fighting for breath again, but sounded happy, more relaxed. Shining felt relief wash over him. She was okay. Gingerly, he finished separating from her, and slid next to her tired body.

Twilight let out a soft moan as she stretched. "Oh... Candied Chrysalis! Oh that was amazing!"

Shining had never heard that one before. Still there were lots of things he never got to see and hear spending his whole life in Canterlot. Maybe he should have visited Ponyville more often? He was just glad his little sister was fine after their little experiment. The activity had given him some hope, maybe there was some way they would come out of this alive, something nopony had considered yet... Shining's thoughts started to slow. Something was happening to him, something weird. Something bad...

"Twilight, I think something's wrong with me..."

Twilight turned and looked at him, tears still streaming down her face. "I love you BBBFF..."

As his world faded and his thoughts clouded, Shining Armor realized something strange. Had Twilight ever stopped crying?

Chrysalis had watched the whole thing, a drone waiting patiently next to her for its turn. Little Twilight had done quite well for her first time. She had even figured out how to use being a changeling to overcome what would have been physical limitations for a pony her size. That was very clever of her. She would be rewarded for her show.

The Queen waited patiently as Shining Armor dispelled his shield, completely under her control once again. Twilight walked through the illusory wall and stood before her Queen, eyes cast down. "Did you enjoy the show, My Queen?" Twilight's voice was soft, and her face stayed down.

"Oh, yes. It was invigorating. It almost reminded me of when I was young."

Twilight looked at her Queen and genuinely smiled, a wide happy grin juxtaposed by her large sad eyes and she whispered, "I'm glad."

"Now Twilight, what did I tell you about affection for ponies? You are above them now. I have a little reward for you, something to get your mind off things for a while." Chrysalis grinned as she gave a mental command for the drone to advance on Twilight.

Twilight took a small step away from the drone, and then looked adoringly at her Queen. Her eyes were still wet, but they were filled with worship. A green fire enveloped her, and she proudly stood with her shining dark body. Fixing a smile on her face, she started towards the visibly excited creature, meeting it close to where Chrysalis was standing.

Chrysalis watched her young proto-queen prove its worth, happily sipping the excess love from it's last encounter. She watched closely as Twilight's face contorted in an indescribable ecstasy as the drone mounting her began its lifelong duty. Twilight was physically functional as a queen. She would work. After Twilight was done with her first queenly duty, Chrysalis had another task for her. Those freshly fertile eggs had a host to find after all.

But first, Chrysalis would enjoy her brunch. She relaxed and kept drinking the love bleeding off of Twilight, as Twilight's tears finally began to dry. Soon there was no trace of sadness on the changeling performing her duty for the Queen. Only mindless, unremitting ecstasy. Chrysalis settled in to do some mild research while she watched the pair.

The Queens eyes glowed green, and Princess Luna watched in agony.