Royal Jelly

by Lunasservant1985

Rating: mature
Tags: Slice of Life, Human, Anthro, Original Character, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Romance, Changelings, Sex, Queen Chrysalis
Length: 3837

A job offer to be a servant and companion to Queen Chysallis sounded safe enough, untill I learned her true intentions.

My name is Jake Greene, I needed a job in Equestria bad, so what would pay more than a royal servant. Only I wasn't a servant to the princesses, princesses are for little girls. I wanted the epitome of elegance and divinity, Queen Chrysalis. I know she was evil once but she was so...beautiful. I accpeted her offer for being a servant, but didn't realize what kind of servant she had in mind.

Published 2016-04-22 05:00:02 UTC
Last updated 2016-04-22 05:00:02 UTC

You're hired.

''Jake, I'm begging you don't do this!'' Prince Shinning Armor said to me as I got aboard the unusual carriage. It was jet black with golden trim around its sides and pulled by two creatures that looked like ponies, only the had jet black and shell like hides and solid blue glassy eyes. Changelings, and they were taking me to their matriarch, Queen Chrysalis. My choice to do so was enough to raise a few red flags in Canterlot. My name is Jake Greene , I've been living in Equestria since I dropped out of college, and it was then that I was about to start one of the most..interesting chapters in my life. I started a few weeks back, when Queen Chrysalis had made an announcement. She was going to cease all her attacks on ponydom, if they would willing find someone to serve her needs and keep her hunger sated. She offered human, pony, and really anyone a lifetime in her lap of luxury, at the cost of serving her loyally and undying. I watched as so many others in the city of Canterlot refused her offer, the royal guard, the gentry of the city, no one wanted to take her up on her offer. Even if it meant pacifying her insatiable desire, so I took on the obligation, and decided to accept the offer to work for her, much to the chagrin of everyone around me.

"Jake, I'm begging you, Chrysalis used you, made me love her when I should have loved my Cadence, you don't know how evil vile and manipulative she is." Shining Armor said as I began to board the carriage waiting to take me back to her domain. I had thrown on my best black suit and red tie, I had my hair timed and coiffed by the finest stylists in Canterlot, and carried with little I had with me in a suitcase. Shining was trying to reason with me one last time, to get me to reconsider my actions. I turned to look back at him and thought about all he was saying, then I remembered how I had come here trying to change, get a fresh start, but so far not much had changed in my case. Life was bearable but unfulfilled, unsatisfying. I needed more.

"Shining, I know you had a bad experience with her." I said getting into the black carriage.

"She mind manipulated and USED ME!" He says stopping one of his iron clad boots. His armor was gleaming in the late afternoon, I should have felt intimidated in staying, leaving Chrysalis to rot in her self pity. Something deep down inside myself wanted to punch Shining for suggesting I leave her. Was I really finding myself drawn to Chrysalis? Was she using her powers to bring me too her? And most of all, why did I not care if that was the case. It was a few good hours after leaving Canterlot when the trees began to whiter and look more dead, the grass went from green and lush to dry and brown, like a single match thrown away without care would set the whole woods ablaze in a brush fire. "So how much longer till we get to Chrysalis Castle fellas ? I asked my only company, the Changelings pulling my cart.

"Fellas is an irrelevant term, we are all gender less in our pure form." Was my only response, they didn't answer my question.

"Fine, just trying to strike up a conversation." I said as I watched their jet black legs continue to pull. I fished in my coat pocket for a stick of gum, about six months ago it would have been a Marlboro cigarette , but I had quit a while back. The wintergreen minty double mint could only do so much to replicate the rich, mellow flavor of a Marlboro. You can keep your vapes and E cigs. ME? I'd take the real deal any day. Another reason I left home. Soon enough; in the distance, loomed Chrysalis' castle, if Freud took one look at the place, he'd rip up his doctorate and check into his own institution. The towers of the castle where smooth and jet black with chiseled tips, while almost every window on the sides had overlapping ridges on the sides and decorate gems over the top of said windows. Any idiot could see what she had in mind when she had the place built. The main rotunda was round, and plump. With a little nub on the top, and other rotunda dome was built right beside it.

"Her Majesty is right in the Main hall, waiting to meet you." One of the changelings said opening the large gates of the main door, the portal leading into it looking like soft ridges as the passage of the portal lead into the main room. "Be courteous and polite to her, and most importantly, do NOT mention the debacle at Canterlot, she still gets angry at the mention of that incident." The little creature said as I crossed the threshold into Chrysalis domain. The floor was bare stone and had once been part of some great, grand castle. Long forgotten to its past, with only the new owner to leave a mark on it. The stones ended and were replaced by the hard ridged shells Changelings often convert the land into whenever they make a new home. The ceiling above was covered in black resin, a clear slime dripping in trails to the floor. I Looked up to see...her. The changeling queen sat in a throne made of more resin and detailed in those green glowing gems her species loved so much. She wore a sea foam green tank top and matching mini skirt, with lime green dagger heels on her feet. If it weren't for the crown on her head and the pearl necklace and diamond rings on her fingers, nothing about her would say she's royalty. A very different approach to her title when compared to the royalty of Canterlot.

"So? You're the one man enough to answer the call for a servant I sent?" She said lowering those glaring eyes at me and stepping down from her throne. "You don't look like much, but if you're the only one who was willing to answer, I suppose you'll have to do." She says as those heels of hers click and tap the stone steps leading from her throne to where I stood. I looked up at her into her green eyes, she smirks and plays with a strand of her stringy blue hair.

"I know how you and the others like you need...love to survive, I offer all the love I can give you...my queen." I said as She chuckled and placed her hands on my shoulders, the blue polish like the shell of a blue M&M as she scratches the flesh just hard enough to leave marks but not draw blood.

"You don't look like much to be honest, not much muscle, and...yet" She pauses to take a whiff of me near the neck and chest. This seems to changer her attitude a bit as it makes her wings buzz excitedly. "OH! but that scent...so different, almost exotic. Quite unusual a scent for a human you have...Mr?" She says realizing she never got my name.

"Jake your majesty, Jake Greene." I tell her as she begins licking the back of my neck, it should have made me feel uncomfortable, then why didn't it? She coos softly into my ear, I can smell her breath. It's like saltwater and body oils. I can tell she's taken a liking to me, yet I'm turning into putty in HER hands.

"You're so different from those little ponies, your name not a title that determines you lot in life, I think that's what I've always found so enticing about your kind." The way she says it I should take offense to it, but I don't. "I think you and I...are going to get quite...acquainted." She says as her long, nectar slurping tongue lolls from her snout and tastes the flesh of my neck. I melt and let out a soft moan as I feel her tasting me, her fangs just teasing to take a bite. I felt those sharp points just teasing the flesh of my shoulders, I wanted her to bite me, make me her own. I wanted her. Her skin looked shiny and jet black, almost forbidden in that strange way of her being a changeling queen and all.

"Queen Chrysalis? Your grace? You're majesty?" I said as a new smell hit my nose, it was...like something I can't describe, spicy, strong. Pleasant and enticing, it made me want her even more, but I, held on.

"Flattery will get you nowhere, but I am enjoying this." She says as a silver spoon seemingly appears from nowhere, she runs it along her body, hissing and moaning in pleasure as she does, until the spoon rests on the thighs just barely covered by her skirt, she hisses and lashes her tongue at me again and again. before she asks. "Does my human subject want to know what Changeling royal jelly is?" She says as the silver spoon starts to lift the hem of her skirt. I can only nod in anticipation as to what she was planning. "Then prepare yourself little human, for a taste of true changeling power!" She says with her royal air of dominance as she slips the spoon under her skirt. My eyes bulge in shock at the notion, but she only moans softly as I can only imagine just what she's doing under the fabric of her skirt with that silver spoon. The spoon soon returns glistening with the slick, oily secretions of her regal vagina. Why was she so quick to openly pleasure herself in front of me? A stranger who only sought to serve her? I didn't have time to question this as her eyes began to glow with her changeling magic as she brought the spoon back to her lips.

"AHHH! Royal jelly, care for a taste subject?" When she said this, a new smell hit my nose. It was slightly pungent but also a bit limey, it was her. her scent, her pheromones, and I wanted more. The scent of the aroused changeling queen was clouding my brain, clouding it with all sorts of the sexually devious things I wanted to do to her.

"Yeeess, yes." I said as she ran the spoon dripping with her clear juices under my nose, my shirt got stained with a few drips of her pussy juice but she quickly pulled it away before I could even get a single taste.

"Come now subject, surely you can ask better than that?" She says her free hand works her short top from from her chest, freeing her ample mounds to breathe. "Mhhh much better." She says when her bosom sways side to side, almost hypnotically.

"Yes! Yes please your Majesty...let me have a taste even though I'm not worthy of it." I said as she giggled in her throat and runs the spoon under my nose again.

"You aren't worthy are you little human?" She said as she spoon fed me her "Royal Jelly." It tasted slightly sour, and bitter, like her. Then it tasted sweet like honey and molasses. She made her horn glow and her bosom became contained in a black corset that made them balloon up as they were held by the black laces of the corset, her heels became jet black knee high boots, and her skirt became a thigh string micro-kini little more than a thong that dug into her puffy swollen lips for more of her jelly. She poofed up a black snap on collar around my neck and a chain, and my suit disappeared until I stood in her in my navy blue shorts. "Down my human pet." She said giving my chain a hard tug, the weirdest thing about all this? I was beginning to enjoy it. She was turning me on like no tomorrow, I wanted more.

"Yes your majesty, I'm worthless, I don't even deserve to clean your boots." I said wondering if she'd let me...provided she didn't make me lick the soles, I have SOME standards you know.

"No you aren't subject, but for being a good little human, You may pay your queen proper tribune and kiss my boot, yes you need only kiss the top." She says rubbing my head, her silky soft hand ruffled my waves of jet black hair as my lips plant a soft kiss on the cool faux leather (cause even she's not THAT cruel) of her boot and then her thigh. "What are you doing subject? Your queen did not give you permission to ohhhh...but she can allow this." She says as I start licking along her slick thigh and heading in between her inner thighs just were her pussy starts constricting softly and making more of her royal jelly drip onto my head. She clasps her thighs around my head to keep in place, but not so hard it hurts. I look up at her as her eyes glimmer and glow green, she's feeding on my love, and in turn feeding me what makes her workers so virile and strong.

"I love you my queen, I live to serve you and give my love to only you." I saw in an almost monotone voice as I push the strip of her thong aside and tenderly lick her flower, the petals bloom open softly revealing layer after layer of labial lips, The blossoming of her sweet pussy drives me wild. The pussy juice, her pheromones, and now I realized as a sharp pain briefly hits my shoulder, followed by the sensation of the something coursing through my veins, her venom. The venom makes my dick swell up painfully harder and bigger than its ever been, but still confined by my underwear. I try my best to ignore my erection as as I suckle and slurp the honey sweet goodness from her pussy, every convulsion of her lips sending out more, I feed off her juices as she does my love. I kiss and whip my tongue against her enlarged and bulbous clitoris, not biting it because with a few exceptions, (I.E. women who can handle having their clits pierced) having the clitoris nibbled on won't necessarily feel good on a woman.

"I think I actually love you too subject, you really know what a mare likes." She says while gasping and sweating heavily on her forehead and brow as I eat her out. She tastes divine, yet I feel inclined to taste more than that. I take my head away and note my attentions are making her sweat in almost every place. The smell of her isn't repulsing me in the slightest, if anything its arousing more. I lick her thighs and taste her sweat. It's a bit salty but tangy too with a hint of citrus, Her favorite treat from how the nectar of acidic fruits would appeal to a partly hive incest like being like her. "You...like...my...sweat subject?" She says almost as if the idea would be a surprise to her. I only nod as she lets her long tongue loll out and curl up, it makes a lot of images of what she could do with it to my manhood. As if she read my thoughts she pushes me onto her throne and gets on her hands and knees. "Well, I'd say you have earned a reward subject."

She says this and uses her magic horn to lower my drawers off, my man hood now free springs out swollen to be a solid thirteen inches long and thick as a polish kielbasa. She licks her lips before letting her tongue flop out again, she ran the tip over my swollen head, I moaned softly making her giggle around my dick when she sucked on the tip in her lips, with the tip of her tongue lashing against the tip. She suckled on the tip of my cock softly before letting her tongue lap at it like a Popsicle then the sides like an ice cream cone. She doesn't deep throat me right away, she teases and licks my sides, a trick that feels good but can't make me orgasm right away, her hand jiggles and fondles my balls as she then lifts her body up and hot dogging the thing in between the slightly bound tits of hers. They feel soft and amazing as the velvety soft flesh sandwiches around the swollen dick. "Mhhh you like your queen's tits subject?" She asks with a lustful hiss as she licks the head of my cock making me feel ever closer to orgasm.

"Yes my queen! They are magnificent!" I cry out as she chuckles and sucks on my tip...I feel my self about to blow, closer and closer to the point of no....

"Nope." She says pulling everything away and for good measure using magic to keep may hands on the arm rests of her throne, unable to pleasure myself or receive any, my dick twitches but only a pitiful little bit of jizz escapes my tip. Queen Chrysalis is not one to pass up a treat getting down on her belly and extending her tongue out under it and away from my dick so as not to set it off she catches the pitiful, little drop and moans pleasantly at the little bit of cum she was able to get from me. "Sorry subject, but your queen's desire to receive your love matters most, don't worry, I can't get impregnated by a human like you. The crucible of my royal womb would burn your seed up before it even had a chance, poor little human. Not even strong and fertile enough to handle a queen and give her a brood, tsk tsk tsk." She says her stringy tail now brushing over my chest. Thought it's probably not her intent, her insults turn me on more.

"But I always allow those who serve me a release unlike any ever felt before." She says this as she mounts me on her own throne. Her long legs wrapping around the back rest for support as she anchors herself and slides down onto my dick. I gasp and cry out as despite possibly Ceslestia knows how many broods she's hatched, shes tighter than a vise, but softer than her webbed silk. She moans and shivers as she makes her inner walls squeeze and constrict around my dick before massaging it in a velvety soft glove like grip. "Mhhh your respond well to my venom subject, made you grow quite big." Her words make me wonder if she would have laughed at how big I was before receiving her bite, but I shuffle the thought away.

"Thank you your majesty." I say as she uses her powerful legs to grip and rock and ride on me harder, her whole body sways and rocks with her thrusts. Including those tits of hers, the jiggle and bounce like mad, I reach out my hands and place them on her nipples softly then with a hard squeeze making her squeal and hiss in delight as I fell her lick, wet, pussy lips smack and slap nosily onto my own thighs. I pinch and softly twist the nubs of her nipples as she uses a hand to take her crown from her head, and place it on my own.

"Hmmm that looks good on you subject, though I must have the drone at arms, smith you a proper crown soon." She says while still riding me hard, I can feel the pressure building up but I manage to say.

"You....you're making me a king? My Chrysalis?" I ask almost in shock if that was her intent.

"Heavens no subject, you are my royal sex slave, and that's what you shall be...but you will be the top one, one who can rule by your queen's side and receive nothing but the royal best, in bed and in duty. Now silence! Your queen is close!" She says shutting her eyes and speeding up. The sweat now drips like mad from her body, she rocks and bucks her hips desperate to get off but equally desiring to feel the crawly flood of my semen into her. I feel a wave of raw pleasure wash over me, and a wave of her sweet, sweet pussy nectar coat my cock and thighs as she climaxes. The pulsing and clenching inner walls of her royal snatch are enough to finally push me past my limits. I blow my load deep into her, hard. The hot sticky streams shoot up inside her and fill her to the core. Like she said the heat is almost burning but pleasant as I fill her and feel it flows back down over our thighs. She plants a deep, tender kiss full on my lips. It's passionate, and loving as her tongue wraps around mine and prods into my throat a bit before her sharp fangs gently bite my bottom lip and tug it a bit. She pulls herself from me, my cock starts to deflate and the tip is still leaking cum onto the throne pedestal.

"My drones will clean that...with their tongues, in the mean time subject, you come with me." She leads me by the leash to her bed room. Her queen sized bed with black lace canopy curtains and a glowing bulb handing down from above, she throws me on the bed hard and opens a closet leaning o the back wall. I can see inside it, she keeps the good toys in here. Whips, crops, bridles and bits. a jar of cock rings, nipple clamps, and plenty of rope. She takes a bit of said rope and walks back over to me, she forces my hands behind my back and then ties them together, then my ankles together, then she stuffs a pair of her wet; sweaty, panties in my mouth then gags me with a strip of black gorilla tape. I gag and taste the sweaty, salty fabric of her royal underwear in my mouth, and her ropes are tight, and I love it. Chrysalis uses more ropes on her own breasts, tying them up tightly in a classic breast bondage knot. then slips a black leather mask over her head the kind that makes her hair stick out over the top in in a knot. She curls up beside me purring like a cat as she holds my bound and gagged body close. "sleep well my prince." She says in a tone that doesn't match her choice sleepwear at all. Her words make a familiar stiring sensation rise in my crotch, and I didn't care that she probably wouldn't tend to it until morning.