Different Kinds of Love

Chrysalis laid sprawled across her bed. Her big, empty, lonely bed.

She sighed, closing her eyes and tugging slightly at the covers. Everything was turning out horrible. Twilight's love output, while still there, was so small and feeble that it could no longer feed her hive. Not only that, but whatever love was being produced was tainted by a myriad of other emotions. Chrysalis pushed her head into the pillow, not wanting to think about all the anger, sadness and shame.

What was bothering Chrysalis the most was how upset she was over the whole situation. Sure, she'd expected Twilight to at least be a little cross after her little 'surprise', but her explosion toward the end left Chrysalis feeling... bad. Guilty.

She grunted into her pillow and shifted. "Why should I be feeling guilty? I was just giving her what she wanted." Except...

Twilight hadn't really wanted it. Sure being Celestia's naughty teacher's pet was probably up there in her list of fantasies, Twilight had never expressly asked her to act it out with her.

"But I don't need her permission," Chrysalis argued. "I kidnapped her for crying out loud. She's only here to provide the hive with love."

And yet, if her emotions kept fluctuating so much their won't be any food for anyone.

Chrysalis sighed. That much was true. While Twilight's love had been immense just the other day, her hungry little changelings had eaten through all of it, just as they probably already had with today's meal. If Twilight stayed mad and confused, they wouldn't get anything out of her.

But that's not the only reason you feel bad, is it?

Chrysalis growled at her inner thoughts. "No, that is the only reason! She's nothing more than a vending machine to me!" She paused, taking into consideration her last interaction with the unicorn. "I mean... I said I cared for her... B-But that was just a heat of the moment kind of thing."

Liar.

She punched her mattress. "No, I..." Shifting to stare at the ceiling, Chrysalis considered her actions of the past few days. Everything she'd been telling Twilight to comfort her and everything she'd done. "I mean... sure I want her to be comfortable and sure I spent an entire night in her crib cuddling her, b-but it was only a means to an end."

You keep telling yourself that, and yet...

"And yet..."

Over the past couple of days, each time Chrysalis had visited Twilight the experience had only gotten more and more orgasmic, the most recent one doubly so. Every time she so much as thought about that purple mare, the love permeating the hive would flood her. Every time she stepped into the nursery her day got exponentially better. As much as Chrysalis had been conditioning Twilight to accept her role as a diapered captive, Twilight's love had been conditioning Chrysalis too. There wasn't really any denying it; she was...

"I'm falling in love with her..." Chrysalis whispered.

No...

N-No...

It was too silly. Beyond silly even; it was ridiculous. She was the Queen of the Changelings, she didn't fall in love, she ate it. And yet, here she was feeling feelings that were foreign and yet familiar to her.

"W-well..." Chrysalis's face flushed and she scrunched up her features in an attempt to ignore it. "I guess she does look really cute in a diaper and all..." She sighed. "And I did enjoy her little detention time for more than just the meal."

Chrysalis went back to smothering her face in her pillow.

Great... just great. I'm falling in love with the pony I kidnapped. What is that, like... reverse Stockhoof syndrome or something?

Sure, maybe it was a little earlier to call this love, but Chrysalis was definitely developing feelings for Twilight. She'd gone and gotten a crush for the pony she'd diapered and kidnapped.

But the worst part of it was that she didn't even know what to do now.

Chrysalis pushed herself into a sitting position and stared at the wall as she contemplated what to do. Twilight was a mess of emotions right now, none of them positive. The odds that she would harbor even the slightest hint of feelings for her at this point were practically nonexistent.

So the question became: How do I make Twilight like me?

"Well that's stupid," Chrysalis sighed. "She'll never like me. Not after what I've been doing to her."

What, you mean let her live out her deepest fantasies?

"I meant treating her like property, using her because of her fetish, abusing her relationships with Celestia and Cadance, oh and let's not forget the kidnapping." She buried her head in her hooves. "What could I possible do to make that up to her?"

...You could try being sincere.

Chrysalis blinked, lifting her head up at the advice from her thoughts. "I... yeah. I could do that! I could..." An idea struck her. "I know what I have to do."

Just then, she felt Twilight's emotions taper off and become lulled and relaxed. She'd finally settled down for her nap.

"Perfect," Chrysalis decided. "That should give me just enough time to do what I need to."

Twilight shifted, feeling a cold squish in her diaper. She opened her eyes, slowly coming back to consciousness. Her body shifted again, pressing more of the sticky mess in her diaper against her body. She breathed in, smelling the stale stench of her own poop. Her marehood to quivered.

She sighed. Already horny again... just great. Well this time would be different. This time she wouldn't fall for Chrysalis' deceit and lies. This time Twilight was going to exercise a modicum of self-control, even if it killed her.

She sat up in her crib and rubbed her eyes. When she did, she was surprised by the foreign material that touched her eyelids. Bringing her hooves away, she saw the Mare-y Jane shoes still clasped to her hooves, along with the stockings and the rest of the schoolfilly outfit.

Twilight squirmed, the knowledge that she was still in such a kinky outfit making her libido anxious.

No! I am not masturbating again. She slapped her desires away. This was serious; she had to remain vigilant. She had to never give into her temptations again, even if Chrysalis kept her here for the rest of her life.

...It'll be impossible. Twilight deflated at the realization. She knew she didn't have the self-control for that. Heck, Chrysalis probably had a million contingency plans to keep her horny and her hooves active. In fact, all she probably had to do was leave Twilight alone in this dirty diaper long enough.

Twilight sighed. She wanted to go home now more than ever.

Just then, the doorknob turned.

Twilight's eyes widened, knowing who it was. She quickly plopped back down in the crib and rolled over to one side, back facing the door as it swung open. She heard hoofsteps and then the door shut. Then silence.

"...Twilight-"

"Go away."

Twilight didn't turn around to look at Chrysalis, but she put as much force into her words as possible. Instead of getting what she wanted, Twilight found herself slowly levitating upward. She blinked upon realization and squirmed. "Put me down!"

Chrysalis didn't reply and kept moving her over. She took a seat on the ground and sat Twilight on her lap. Her dirty diaper squished at the action and Twilight did her best to squirm away. Chrysalis wrapped her in a hug however, pinning her to her spot.

Twilight tried to wiggle free, but was only successful it shifting around the contents of her diaper, making her hornier. "What do you want, Chrysalis?" She asked gruffly, trying to ignore her lust.

Chrysalis nuzzled the nape of Twilight's neck. "I want to apologize."

Twilight looked to the ground. She didn't want any of Chrysalis' falsities. Any apology would just be a weak attempt to get her to be comfortable with being a prisoner. Twilight had already warmed up to the idea too much; she was done now.

She felt Chrysalis' lips brush against her cheek. "Stop that!" She tried to flail away, cheeks burning, but Chrysalis held her close to her chest.

"I'm so, so sorry for what I did," Chrysalis whispered directly into Twilight's ear. "I didn't know I was making you insult a pony that you cared for so deeply."

A chill ran down Twilight's spine as the soft, honeyed words hit her ears. No, no don't be tricked! She just wants my love and nothing more.

Chrysalis stroked Twilight's mane, her hoof caressing her from the top of her head to her lower back. Twilight tried not to shiver again.

"I've only want you to be happy, Twilight," Chrysalis whispered.

"No," Twilight immediately rejected. "You just want a meal for your changelings."

"I do want that," Chyrsalis admitted, still stroking her as if they were lovers. "But there's more love out there for them than just you."

Twilight wiggled again. She didn't know where this was going but she did know that she was still mad at Chrysalis and therefore didn't want such intimate contact with her. ...Not that I would want her to hold me if I wasn't mad.

"Twilight, I know our time together has been very short, but I've truly enjoyed it." Chrysalis sighed. "That's why I'm letting you go."

Wait... WHAT?! Twilight's eyes bulged and she looked up at a melancholy Chrysalis. "What?"

"I'm letting you go," Chrysalis said, continuing to stroke her. She even activated her horn and removed the inhibitor ring, freeing Twilight's horn. "I've already sent word ahead to your duplicate that she's no longer needed. I'll get you out of your dirty diaper and then take you back."

Bombs of confusion went off in Twilight's mind. From the news that she was going to home to having her magic freed, she didn't know what to think "Wait... how... when... why?"

Chrysalis smiled softly. Then she leaned in and pressed her lips against Twilight's. Twilight's eyes widened at the soft, gentle kiss. It was nothing like the passionate, lust-filled lip wrapped they'd shared earlier. This one was kinder, gentler, more understanding.

Twilight wasn't sure how to respond; her brain was frozen. Chrysalis leaned deeper into the kiss, her tongue exploring the inside of Twilight's mouth. Before Twilight could get her mind working again, Chrysalis ended it, pulling back and smiling. "That's why."

Twilight blinked, completely unsure how to feel about this. How was she supposed to feel about this? She should still be angry, shouldn't she? Except... she was apparently going home. But that revelation was overshadowed by the fact that Chrysalis had just kissed her. Not kissed her to extract love, or to tease her, but a real, genuine kiss.

"You..." Twilight was fitting the pieces together, but still couldn't talk.

Sadness lined Chrysalis' eyes, but she held her smile. "Come on, let's get you cleaned up and out of this silly outfit." She lifted Twilight up and placed her down on the changing table. She reached for the tapes holding the saggy diaper together.

"Wait!" Twilight said.

Chrysalis froze and blinked. "W-what?"

Twilight sat up, ignoring her squishiness. "You... you like me?"

Chrysalis looked to the ground, humiliated. "Y-yes..."

"W...When did this happen?"

"Recently." Chrysalis looked back up. "I told you I've grown to care about you, Twilight. That wasn't a lie."

"So you... you just have a crush on me?" Twilight blinked. "This is a thing that's happening?"

"Yes, I..." Chrysalis blushed. "I'm sorry if this makes you uncomfortable."

Twilight could hardly believe it. Her anger had diminished almost entirely at this revelation. She still wasn't sure how to feel though. The pony would kidnapped her and allowed her to live out her darkest fantasies safely and judgement free, also liked her? She gulped.

"I know, I know." Chrysalis looked to the ground again. "You hate me still... b-but that's okay. After you've gone home, I won't bother you again."

For some reason, that made Twilight's heart skip a beat. She didn't understand it at first, after all, she disliked being a prisoner. But at the same time, how was she supposed to go back to her old life after this? She'd never be able to wear diapers again without remembering all that had happened to her here. It was like giving a blind pony sight only to take it away again.

"W-wait!" She cleared her throat, acknowledging the confused look on Chrysalis' face. "I... I don't want to never see you again."

"What?" Chrysalis whispered softly.

Twilight sighed, unsure how to phrase what she wanted to say. "Look I... I hate being your prisoner, but that doesn't mean I hated doing all of this with you. As much as I tried to convince myself otherwise, I did enjoy a lot of this. Genuinely. So... maybe... I'm not saying we have to but... perhaps... I can... come back here... someday?"

Chrysalis blinked. 'You want... to come back?"

"Not as a prisoner, mind you!" Twilight said quickly. "But... I do get stressed a lot with all of my work. Maybe a little three-day weekend with you here and there couldn't hurt. As long as you don't transform into any of my friends or family anymore."

She could be sure, but it looked like tears were welling up in Chrysalis' eyes. "Oh thank you Twilight!" She wrapped the young mare in a hug. "Thank you so much! You don't know what this means for me! ...A-and the hive, of course."

"Heh... you don't know what this means to me," Twilight said. "I never... I never thought I'd ever meet anypony willing to diaper me and do all of this. It's almost like a dream come true that you found out. Minus the kidnapping."

"Minus the kidnapping, for sure." Chrysalis released her from the hug. "I... I really am sorry about that. I feel so stupid for ever taking you against your will."

"Yeah, you're going to have to make it up to me." Twilight activated her newly free horn and with a spark of magic all of her schoolfilly clothes vanished. They reappeared a second later, scaled up to new measurements, on Chrysalis' body. The Queen of the Changelings blinked and looked down at her new short skirt, blouse, stockings and shoes. Twilight grinned. "You've been a very naughty filly."

Chrysalis blushed hard and Twilight was incredibly satisfied to have the shoe on the other foot. Before she could take it any further, Chrysalis leaned in and gave her a quick peck on the mouth. "You're such a silly filly, Twilight." She lit up her magic and grabbed the diaper around Twilight's waist. "Now, let's get you cleaned up, shall we?"

Twilight appeared in her bedroom with a green flash. The lengths of Chrysalis' teleportation skills were very impressive, but she shouldn't be too surprised. Love did make her more powerful.

She slid off the saddlebags Chrysalis had given her and looked inside. Extra thick diapers, new rash cream and foal powder, and a brand new nightie were all inside. She grinned, happy to now have a new supplier for her foal items.

Though, Chrysalis was more than just a supplier for her. Twilight still wasn't sure what their new relationship could be classified as. They weren't technically marefriends per say. They probably never would be in the traditional sense, even if Twilight warmed up to the idea of going on dates with her. Friends with benefits, maybe? Yeah, that was probably as close as Twilight could get to describing it.

Twilight set the bags down on her bed and took a seat. Her room looked about the same as it did when she last saw it, and she was grateful to know that whatever changeling that had taken her place and left everything the way she left it.

Just then, her door burst open and a pink pony exploded into her room. Twilight leapt back with as shock at seeing Pinkie Pie so suddenly, even if she was used to it on some level.

"What the-?" She didn't get out any more words than that.

"Alright, changeling," Pinkie angrily said. "What have you done with the real Twilight?"