"Gel, you need to get up. Please Gel, I know… I know things might be strange, but I can explain." Twilight was urging the goo-changeling to rise. Around the cavern, ponies were already starting to climb out of pods on their own, given the chance they were not going to give it up.

"Stop! Princess, though I know not your name, step away from these changelings, you play a dangerous game." Zecora had risen from one nearby pod and was trying to get Twilight away from Gel and Twisty.

"No, they freed us, they are as much a prisoner of Chrysalis as everypony else." Twilight gestured to the pods, Twisty stalking from one to the next, her fury burning like the sun as she triggered each one to open. "She mind-controlled her own children to do this."

The horror that played across Zecora's face heartened Twilight. She understood. "And I have to believe these two you have freed?" Twilight nodded to the zebra's words. "This trick could you diffuse, so other ponies could use?"

"Yes! The more powerful the caster the more they can affect." Twilight left Zecora to round up unicorns while she leaned down and did the one thing the shocked goo-changeling didn't expect. She kissed his cheek. "Come on, Gel, lets-"

"Escape?" The word was spoken in a voice Twilight dreaded. "Trying to subvert my children against me, unleashing your pony army? You might be a princess, but I am no fool."

Power, Twilight delved deep and drew her power up and cast it forwards. "You are a monster, Chrysalis!"

The queen of the changelings laughed and stepped forward, pace by pace. "No, you ponies are the monsters! All we wanted was food, food you could give freely!" She stalked right up, standing above Gel and glaring down at Twilight.

The queen didn't see as Gel started to flow upwards, but she felt when he wrapped around her barrel. Pinning his mother's wings down first, Gel reached up her body and squeezed at her neck so she couldn't talk.

"Gel!" Twilight's eyes bugged out as the drone, full of all the anger that she had helped temper in her own time, had the focal point of all of them in his grip. "Gel no-"

The crack of carapace snapping echoed through the room. "You made me kill, you made me destroy the most beautiful things in the world. Celestia, Cadance…" Gel twisted and wrenched, his body flowing all over the former queen, crushing and ripping. "You made me your monster, mother, now feel what they felt."

Zecora pulled Twilight away from the grisly sight of the changeling crushing his queen, his mother. "Filly, this world you must leave, return to your time, correct this mis-weave."

Twilight felt the touch of Spike at her side. "Come on Twi, we need to go. We need to stop this from happening." It was exactly what Twilight needed to hear. They were both right.

"You're right, let's go." Twilight started to gallop, to leave behind this twisted mirror of her world.

The moment they got inside, Rainbow Dash was wrapped tight in a pair of forelegs. "I am so proud of you!" Muffins hugged her marefriend tightly. "You are so amazing!"

It was one thing to constantly stroke your own ego, but something else to have an alicorn do it for you. "Well, what else could I do?" Rainbow Dash hugged Muffins back. "Besides, I had to compete with a mare who makes a tail slap something that can knock out a buckin' dragon!"

"Mmm, say that word again." Muffins' teeth worked at the earrings in Dash's ear.

"W-w-what, slap?" Rainbow felt the change that came over Muffins, felt the tight grip a little different now. When the horned mare shook her head, the pegasus clearly had to guess again and leaned up so her snout was right beside Muffins' ear. "Bucking?"

The shudder that ran through the big gray pony sparked Dash's own excitement up and she gave a happy murr. "Buck, bucking, bucked."

Each word had Muffins sink further into delight. She wasn't sure how she would swing yet, so she waited for her lover to show her hoof. "Top or bottom?" Rainbow's words weren't a decision, but Muffins decided suddenly what she wanted.

"Bottom. Is Slither about?" No sooner did the alicorn ask than she felt the wooden reptile curling up her leg. "Slither?" The snake worked along her body, finally curling once around her neck like a necklace. "Want to pretend to be Dashy's stallion bits? I promise to struggle."

If a recently animated and awakened magical construct of a snake could purr, Slither certainly would have.

"Going to buck you so hard." Dash's words made both of them shiver in anticipation. Slither transferred himself over to the pegasus and worked down her body, coiling gently around the base of one wing.

Muffins suddenly lifted her head and looked around in fear. "No! You will never buck me!" Slither moved fast, getting into position and nestling his head just inside the pegasus' tight slit. Extending his tail, then bunching it up a little, he made a reasonable approximation of a pony shaft.

"Little mare, you can't escape your master." Rainbow Dash played domme well, but only because of the head-space it put her in. She simply acted how she would want to have a domme act to her. She trotted toward the bedroom, to where Muffins had fled.

What the pegasus saw almost made her giggle. Muffins was trying to 'hide under the covers', but had made the mistake of leaving her plot exposed at the side of the bed, tail flagging. The sight stirred Dash to enter the room. "Now, where could that mare possibly be hiding?" The giggle from under the covers didn't break the mood, but it did make Rainbow smile.

"In the closet?" The pegasus threw her closet doors open. "No… oh, under the bed!" The giggles got worse and Dash decided it was time to make her stop giggling and start moaning. "Or is she…"

Muffins' giggles did stop, the moment she felt the sky-blue pegasus' belly press to her croup. She squealed in surprise and 'tried' to get away, effectively just squirming a little. A tight jerk on her mane and a growl from her lover let her know that Dash had taken a good mouthful of her streaky blonde-green mane.

Apparently snake-constructs are really good at self-guiding because as Rainbow jerked forward she felt the resistance of Slither working into Muffins' mound and going deep into the alicorn's clutching depths. Muffins, having had the covers tossed off of her by her lover, felt her mane pulled forward. "You know how we teach little mares to behave?" The words were practically growled out around the mouthful of mane. Muffins loved the dominance of the act. She loved the mare doing it a lot more.

Rainbow shoved forward hard, driving her hips until her groin pressed into Muffins' plot. "We buck 'em." The ride started for both of them, Slither stimulating each with his magical essence, driving the pleasure of both mares up even as he was stuffed into the big gray pony again and again.

Muffins heard her lover moan loudly and buck particularly hard. She could feel Dash's muscles clench and drive Slither into her, hard. It was a delightful surprise, though, when the pegasus kept going.

Hearing her lover's surprise, Rainbow Dash bucked a little harder. "What, think I am some stallion, useless after he has had his fun?" She slowed down, punctuating her thrusts with a word at a time. "Not. Even. Close!"

"You're home." Blueblood had a special meeting with his aunt. There were a few benefits to being 'closely' related to royalty. "I heard about you slipping away, did you have fun?"

Celestia didn't blush, not one bit. "I did, and will probably be doing it again sometime. How have your new holidays been?"

Prince Blueblood, however, did blush hotly. How did she know? Had his Mistress talked? A violent urge rose in him, of course she wouldn't have! "I would ask how you found out. In fact, it burns in me to know. But I trust you, aunt." And he did. While she had been the reason he was in the mess of a life, he trusted her to guide him.

"That you aren't screaming at me bodes well for the mare or stallion who has you in hoof." Celestia felt much easier discussing such things with Blueblood now she has opened her own horizons somewhat. "But to business. What plans and plots are the egotistical and air-headed up to?"

Blueblood actually smiled, really smiled. "They are trying to move against the changelings, naturally. Twisty's rise to power was not something they expected and it revealed how disposable they might actually be. They are trying to buy up land around the hive, to restrict any chance for growth."

"Interesting, how are they progressing?" Celestia reached for her cake, taking just a nibble.

"About as you would expect. The properties they have purchased have no use to anypony but the changelings or those that want to live near them. The rest are already owned by Twisty, yourself, or private interests that are vested with the changelings." Blueblood sipped the tea set before him. It was the best, of course, but a little weak for his palate. "In short, they are bumbling about as much as that stallion who was seen running from the private areas of the castle, blushing bright red."

"How much longer, aunt." Blueblood reached a hoof up to his neck, to brush the collar there through his shirt. It helped to give him strength.

"I am working on a replacement. Please Blueblood, just a little longer." Celestia's words carried real emotion and, if it wasn't for that, he would have told even her where to put this position. "Things are critical at the moment, integrating the changelings into the world, to say nothing of the ongoing issues of Equestria as a whole."

"Then I ask you, aunt, for a boon." Blueblood surprised Celestia with the request. When he got a gentle nod from her, he continued. "There is a little hotel that you own, that a mare named Cherry Stripe is renting."

"I won't give it to her, but I think that particular property might be for sale at practically a steal, shortly." Celestia reached out a wing to cup Blueblood's cheek. "Nephew, grant me no more than six months. Then you can spread your wings."

The look the stallion gave the mare was akin to a pony dying of thirst seeing a lake. Blueblood's hoof raised up again. Touching the collar with his magic wasn't the same, he needed to feel it.

"What's that?" Sleek heard her wife come in but hadn't heard the usual greeting from her, finding her in the living room staring at a piece of paper in her hooves. "Honey, what's wrong?"

Cherry turned and waved the paper. "The owner of the hotel I run the… business, from-"

"You can call it a house of ill-repute if you want, or even a House of Happiness." Sleek leaned in and nuzzled Cherry, giving her a kiss at the end.

"I… yeah." Cherry was running the place… even owned the business. It just didn't feel quite right calling it… that. "They have told me they are looking to sell the building and have made a… very generous offer." She showed Sleek the letter.

"It's still a lot of bits." The changeling mare looked through, skimming to the important parts. "Can you afford it?"

"No… well, maybe. I will need to talk with the Queen." Cherry didn't like the idea of borrowing money, but it would mean she wouldn't have to pay rent anymore.

"Why not come in to the hive tomorrow morning then?" Sleek kissed Cherry again, the very well fed changeling mare leaning and flopping over the couch, to end up with her head and neck in her lover's lap.

Author's Note

More Blueblood, yay?

Poor guy, he is throwing some of the best years of his life into the gears of Equestrian society to keep the place running smoothly.

Gel... in the real timeline, he had days to mull over what happened, what Chrysalis made him do. In this world his perfect ideal was shattered and he was placed in the firing line immediately.

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