Chrysalis strained, gulped, and pushed as much as she dared, but try as she might she couldn't stretch her jaws any further. She was stuck.

What she had assumed would be just one more week of this process had stretched into two, her daughters apparently reluctant to leave her womb with the veritable feast of nourishment she, and Cadance, of course, had been providing them. Not that the greedy little Princesses actually needed any more love energy to emerge as perfectly healthy Changelings - Chrysalis had stored up more than enough reserves to carry them to term.

Cadance did not need to know of that fact, however. Chrysalis had had every intention to harvest all the love energy from her prey that she could, right up to the very end.

Emphasis on had, however, since Princess Cadance had been so terribly rude as to grow too large for Chrysalis to swallow at this point!

Cadance's own children had done their fair share of growing over the weeks, and now her gravid belly was simply too wide and round for Chrysalis to get her jaws over. She had barely managed yesterday, and her jaws were sore for hours afterwards. Now they'd reached their limit. No matter how Chrysalis gulped, licked, sucked, and pushed, Cadance simply would not budge from her awkward position of half-devourment. Head, chest, wings and forehooves trapped inside Chrysalis's throat, with her bulging stomach half-swallowed and her rear legs hanging in the air as Chrysalis did all she could.

After ten minutes of continuing strain, Chrysalis snorted with annoyance and had to admit defeat. She gently lowered her head again so that Cadance's rear could settle on the plush, silken bed. Then she folded her grasping teeth flat, and began to retch, slowly pushing Cadance back up her throat. Inch by inch the Princess of Love emerged - fur matted with ichor and saliva that dripped onto the silk coverings. Wings reappeared and flapped, cramped flight muscles relaxing. Her forehooves, tucked under her chest, pushed against the plush bed beneath her. Finally, Cadance's soaked head emerged from between Chrysalis's jaws, her mane tangled and wet, hanging limp around her face.

"Well that didn't work," Cadance stated, wiping her soggy mane from her eyes with a hoof. She sat up on her haunches and rubbed her bulging stomach. "I must've grown too large, since you've gone so far past due."

Massaging her sore jaw, Chrysalis gave a tired nod. "So it would seem. I simply can't stretch my jaws any further." Breathing a tired sigh, she heaved herself up onto the bed to settle next to Cadance, her own enormous belly pressed against the Princess of Love's side. "You're too fat, Princess."

Cadance snorted, lying down on her side and pressing her own belly against the bulging flesh. "Look who's talking, Queenie. I'm not the one who's carrying four foals the size of 10-year-olds."

Flushing poisonous green, Chrysalis looked away and conceded the point.

Lying side by side like this, stomachs pressed together, it was easy to see that there really was no contest. Chrysalis's stomach was big enough to dwarf Cadance and belly combined. Her daughters had grown at such a rapid rate that they no longer had much room to move apart from occasionally shifting a limb, and every single movement they made was reflected by a bulge on their mother's skin. Chrysalis's own drones had to stand three tall to even reach the top of the mound when she was lying like this. And when she was standing? She was already brushing the floor! When she'd actually managed to swallow Cadance yesterday walking had been unthinkable.

"So what now, Chryssi? Will your daughters be okay?"

Chrysalis looked back at Cadance, to meet her concerned eyes. The genuine care and worry in her tone and expression was... touching, Chrysalis had to begrudgingly admit. Still, she hesitated for a moment, considering. She could tell the truth and stop her feasting - but where was the fun in that?

"Oh, I think we can manage, Princess," she finally replied, with a grin. "We just need a bit of preparation."

"Preparation?"

With a clop clop as Chrysalis clapped her hooves together, the bedroom doors opened and a dozen drones marched in, with perfect synchronization. They advanced purposefully, and arranged themselves before the bed in perfect formation.

"Drones," Chrysalis said, rolling over and away from Cadance, to settle on her back. "Attend your Queen and her meal."

As one the drones nodded, and hopped onto the bed to descend on the two royals.

"Chrysalis, what are they - oh, ooooohhhhh..." Cadance's question faded into a moan of delight.

Four of the drones had arranged themselves around Cadance. With perfect gentleness, they rolled her over so that she was flat on her back, and then they all began to work her over. They massaged her tender, stretched stomach with their hooves, and nibbled at her skin to straighten her matted fur. Within seconds, the Princess of Love let her eyes fall shut and reveled in the sensations.

Chrysalis, meanwhile, gave her own pleased murmur as the rest of the drones worked their magic on her. With buzzing wings they swarmed over her huge stomach, massaging and licking her sensitive flesh. They rubbed, they polished, they cleaned. Soon Chrysalis's pregnant dome shone like a polished emerald, and the drones moved on to rub her aching hooves and legs, before gently coaxing her to roll over onto her side so that they could massage her back.

As she felt two of her drones ever so gently clean her insectoid wings with their tongues, she looked at Cadance. The Princess of Love was now lying on her stomach, the bulging, gravid belly keeping her aloft over the bed. Two drones were expertly preening her wings, working over one each. The other two had settled behind her to massage her legs, from flank to fetlock.

Chrysalis could swear she heard purring.

As her drones were finishing up, she regarded Cadance, who looked half-asleep at this point, the picture of perfect relaxation. With a nod, Chrysalis reached out with her magic, and pulled the Princess closer to herself, again rolling her onto her back. Chrysalis rested her head on Cadance's belly, and smiled as she felt the foals within kick.

"Don't fall asleep yet, Princess," Chrysalis chuckled, meeting Cadance's sleepy eyes. "We're not quite done."

Chrysalis extended her long tongue, and ever so slowly licked the Princess of Love's bulging belly. Cadance gasped, her wings flaring open, as a red-hot blush coloured her cheeks and ears.

Chrysalis continued her ministrations, gently trailing circles with her hooves on Cadance's sides as she licked over every inch of the motherly swell. She tasted delightful emotions of love and excitement, as her tongue played over the prickles of goosebumps under the pink fur. As her tongue slid over the warm flesh, saliva and greenish Changeling ichor coated it in a slick sheen.

"Oh, Chryssi..." Cadance whispered. "Why didn't you do this to me in the first place?"

Chrysalis stopped and raised her head, meeting Cadance's eyes with a nonplussed, sheepish look. "Um. Force of habit, I suppose. Evil Queen, taking what I want, that kind of thing." Another green blush coloured her cheeks. "Besides, we didn't exactly know each other that well!"

Cadance giggled, and booped Chrysalis on the nose with her hoof. "Silly bug."

With a snort, Chrysalis lifted Cadance from the bed and flipped her onto her stomach, face to face with herself. "Silly, delicious pony. Let's see if softening you up and applying some lubrication did the trick. Aaaah~"

Once again, Chrysalis's taste buds sang with Cadance's emotions, as Chrysalis's prey settled on her tongue. The Queen moaned and chewed softly, swallowing slowly and feeding the Princess of Love further into her mouth with telekinesis and gentle hooves on Cadance's sides.

The drones, quite without being ordered to, leapt to assist. Chrysalis felt them rub along her neck, moving Cadance along with gentle massages. Others started in on Cadance again, nibbling gently at her shoulders and rubbing her belly, keeping her relaxed and soft. Chrysalis felt more than heard Cadance's murmurs of pleasure, as she enjoyed the gentle caresses.

Chrysalis stretched her jaws over Cadance's shoulders, as two of her drones helpfully tucked her prey's wings and forehooves into her mouth. Chrysalis sent them loving pings of emotion, and they glowed with pride.

Raising her head up gently, Chrysalis let Cadance's chest slide into her maw and began her attempt at conquest of that troublesome, but lovely, life-bearing belly. She slid her long tongue over the swell, and was pleased to note her efforts had made the flesh a lot more slick and yielding. She squeezed gently, tasting and testing, as she continued her swallows.

Her mouth stretched over Cadance's stomach with agonizing slowness. The drones did what they could to help - easing the pain in her jaws with soft massage, pushing ever so gently at Cadance's backside.

Chrysalis strained. She could swear she heard the exoskeleton on her face creak.

Until finally, release. The widest bulge of Cadance's belly passed through her lips, and the pressure in Chrysalis's aching jaws abated. With elation, the Queen resumed her meal, relishing her success.

Exhausted from the effort, Chrysalis wasted no more time. She sat on her haunches and raised her head vertically into the air. Cadance's delightfully plush rump sank into her mouth, and Chrysalis gave them a playful squeeze with her teeth that made Cadance buck and whinny. Grinning, she finished her meal in two gulps - swallowing the Princess of Love's thighs, then slurping in her hooves and swishing tail before swallowing them as well.

Gasping with fatigue, Chrysalis collapsed back down onto the bed, sending drones scurrying to get out of the way. She sighed deeply, lying on her side, as her stomach again lit up with Cadance's pink glow. She rubbed at the distinct bulge in her stomach where Cadance lay, curled around her own round swell by the cramped sack - Chrysalis's womb took up most of the available space, by now.

As Chrysalis settled, her drones returned to clamber all over her - buzzing happily and once again attending to their Queen's aching body. She fought to keep her eyes open as their ministrations sent waves of pleasure through her.

"Well, Chryssi, you did it." Cadance stated, as she shifted, fighting against the tight confines to get comfortable. "I kind of think that was the last time, though. Or else I won't fit in here!"

"You're probably right," Chrysalis panted, breathlessly. "Let's hope your greedy little friends in there decide to come out soon."

If Cadance said something more, Chrysalis missed it, as her eyes drifted shut and she succumbed to exhausted slumber.

Chrysalis awoke to a twinge in her stretched stomach. She looked around blearily, trying to make sense of her surroundings. Something soft and warm was pressed against her belly, and she heard the whisper of breathing.

Looking down, she found Shining Armor curled up against her with Flurry lying on his forehooves, both fast asleep. Through the glowing flesh of her stomach she saw Cadance's face pressed against the confines of the stomach sack, muzzle to muzzle with her husband outside.

Another twinge made her gasp, as her entire stomach seized with tension. Eyes widening, Chrysalis realised what was happening.

With a flash of green magic and a yelp, Cadance was quite unceremoniously teleported out of the stomach and onto the bed. Shining Armor and Flurry awoke with a start, and looked at the soggy Princess of Love lying next to them with some confusion.

"Chryssi?" Cadance asked, bewildered, wiping her wet mane from her face. "What is it?"

"My babies are coming! My babies are coming!" Chrysalis's voice cracked with panic. "DRONES!"

All three royal ponies in the room laid their ears flat as the deafening volume of the Queen's yell echoed around the chamber.

Shiny, as his Guard(and male) instincts kicked in, picked up Flurry and deposited her on his back, before jumping off the bed and galloping towards the door, just as it slammed open and a chattering horde of Changelings ran in to surround and fuss over their queen.

"That'sourquetoleavesweetieholdonandwe'llgogetsomeicecreamgoodluckChryssiseeyoulaterhoneyletmeknowhowitwentbye!"

Author's Note

Did I say just the epilogue left? I lied! Mouhaha!

Ahem. I actually got the idea for one more chapter for the road... Little bit more belly worship was in order.