Chapters The Pregnant Predator of Pretty Pink Pregnant Princesses
Princess Cadance hummed softly to herself, as she lay on her side in her and Shining Armor's plush bed, her back propped up by fluffy pillows and an open book in front of her. She idly rubbed at her bulging stomach with a hoof, smiling warmly whenever the tiny lives within made their presence known with shifts and kicks.
She and Shiny had decided, upon Flurry Heart's first birthday, that they had more than enough room in their hearts - and castle, for that matter - for more tiny hooves trotting around. And now, in just two months, they would have two more little foals to care for, if their castle physician's examinations were correct. But considering the size of Cadance's bulging belly, and her appetite, they had little reason to doubt his assessment.
Cadance smiled warmly. "I can hardly wait until I can see you two," she mused. "Though I would appreciate it if you didn't try to freeze the entire Empire like your big sister did!"
The sound of the bedroom doors unlatching and opening interrupted her monologue, and she turned her head to see just who walked into her bedchambers so brazenly - but she perked up instantly when the pony who strutted in was none other than her dear husband.
"Shiny! I thought you were running drills until late?"
Shining Armor grinned at her. "The benefits of rank, baby, is that when I feel my Princess needs some personal attention by her Captain of the Guard, I can offload the grunt work on my lieutenants!" He winked.
"Oh, you scoundrel," Cadance giggled, rolling over onto her back. "Well, since you came all this way to care for your Princess, I suggest you get right to work, Captain!"
"As Her Majesty commands." Shiny gave her a cheeky grin, before unceremoniously disassembling his armor with his magic and letting it fall to the floor with a clatter.
He hopped onto the bed and made his way to Cadance's side, wrapping his forelegs around her engorged belly and tilting his head down to nip at her neck. She shivered, and clutched at his head with her hooves.
"Oooh," Cadance moaned, "Yes, Shiny, right there!"
He murmured wordlessly, stroking her belly and sides in long, slow circles, as he nipped and licked, slowly making his way upwards towards her face. As Cadance's pleasant moans changed into breathless gasps, his lips sought out hers and they kissed passionately, tongues wrestling for dominance.
Cadance broke the kiss, sucking down deep breaths to clear her light head. "Wow, Shiny."
"I never get tired of hearing you say that." He pecked her lightly on the lips, each cheek, her nose, moving up to her forehead and her horn. He nosed at the spiraling, velvet-covered ridges, before darting in with his tongue.
"Ah!" Cadance went rigid, shocks of delightful pleasure shooting through her as the sensitive velvet around her horn was teased by Shiny's expert ministrations. She squeezed her legs together, as a wonderful warmth in her nethers made her bite down on her lip to not scream.
She was helpless against Shiny's assault. His skillful tongue wrapped all around her horn, and all she could do was go limp and ride the waves of wonderful warmth that spread through her - until Shining planted a last teasing nibble to the very tip of her horn, and ceased his assault.
Catching her breath and opening her eyes to meet Shining Armor's grinning expression, she fully intended to grab his mane with her magic and yanking him down for a rough, hard kiss - but her magic fizzled with a sensation of trying to grasp at a buttered glass orb.
Confused, she crossed her eyes to look at her disobeying horn - only to gasp with horror at the sight of it covered in hardened green ichor.
"I have you now, Princess!" Shining Armor said in a voice that was not his own, and far too familiar for Cadance's liking - before his features burned up in the green flames of Changeling magic, and Cadance found herself straddled by the Queen of the Changelings.
"Chrysalis!" Cadance yelled, terrified. "Guards, hel-"
A blackened, chitinous hoof pressed firmly to Cadance's lips interrupted her call. "Tut tut, Princess, have some decorum. None of your guards can hear you - the door is safely guarded by my drones, as is the rest of this floor. None shall interrupt us."
Cadance batted Chrysalis's hoof away, and glared at her. "What have you done to them? What have you done to Shiny?"
"Nothing. The drones guarding this floor have been infiltrators in your guard for years. No need to resort to kidnapping when deep-cover infiltrators do the same thing, but better. As for that delicious husband of yours, he's right where he should be - out running drills with the troops. Such a dutiful Captain." She smiled at Cadance, airily batting at her tattered mane. "I have come to realise that the brute force approach is far too risky when dealing with you ponies."
Cadance gave Chrysalis a less-than-convinced raising of an eyebrow. "So what do you want, Chrysalis? You must have some plan, restraining me alone like this. Are you planning on kidnapping me , again? Same old trick?"
"Oh, nothing so boring," Chrysalis scoffed. "In fact, you should be able to relate to what my purpose here is." She shifted, bending her knees and sinking lower onto the bed.
Something smooth rubbed along the top of Cadance's gravid stomach, and she looked down to see it was, in fact, Queen Chrysalis's own belly - though much larger than the last time they had met. Instead of the thin, nearly emaciated frame Chrysalis had had during their last meeting, her stomach was now huge and round, the green bands along her midriff expanded and stretched. And, as Cadance watched, a shifting shadow underneath the murky transparent skin made her gasp, as a small bulge stretched the Queen's flesh further, tickling Cadance's own belly.
"Yes, Princess," Chrysalis affirmed. "I, too, am expecting. And, just like you, I am very concerned for my future daughters' well-being. Which brings us to you."
Cadance tilted her head, quizzically. "Me?"
"Yes. You see, for my children to survive this final stage of their development, they will require massive amounts of love - and not just any love, no. I'm talking about the purest love there is - love between mother and child. That sweetest Storge. And where better to get it, than from the very Princess of Love who is herself expecting?" Chrysalis licked her lips, meeting Cadance's fearful eyes with her own full of hunger.
The Princess of Love glared viciously at the changeling, fighting back terror. "Is that it? You're going to drain me? Wrap me up in a cocoon and suck both me and my children dry?"
Chrysalis recoiled like she'd been slapped. "What? Oh, heavens, no!"
Cadance blinked, nonplussed. "What?"
"Just draining you like so much snack food would be monstrously wasteful - my daughters need your motherly love pure, not diluted with other emotions. And I am not cruel enough to wantonly harm your foals." She bent down, meeting Cadance nearly nose-to-nose. "No, harvesting your limitless energy needs a more direct approach."
"What do you mean?"
"I mean something you should be intimately familiar with, Princess, if what my spies tell me is accurate. My, my, you Princesses have some interesting appetites."
Cadance recoiled with fright, as Chrysalis's lower lip split down the middle and expanded like the jaws of a python. Then she reared back, opened her mouth wide, and lunged round Cadance's horn, jaws closing over the Princess's face. Cadance screamed.
Queen Chrysalis oozed with triumph. Her plan had worked flawlessly - running the long con really was infinitely better than desperate attacks on the ponies. Especially as it meant her infiltrators could keep themselves, and a large portion of the hive, fed with the ambient love they absorbed by merely being within The Princess of Love's vicinity.
And, now, Chrysalis would have all the energy her daughters would need. They would be born as healthy, strong princesses.
The Queen would sing with joy if she could - but, her mouth was quite full.
She used her magic to gently restrain her prey, lifting Cadance up and tucking her limbs close for easy swallowing. The Princess still screamed and thrashed within Chrysalis's bulging neck - but without magic, her struggles were useless.
As Chrysalis slowly slid her stretched jaws over the Princess's form, she greedily licked and chewed gently. While Changelings didn't consume solid food per se, they still possessed taste buds of sorts - though they were more for detecting the presence of the emotions Changelings fed upon than any actual flavours. And Chrysalis was tasting all the love energy that constantly suffused her current prey, drinking it in and reveling in the sensations of it soothing her hunger.
'Yes, my darlings,' she thought, rubbing at her engorged stomach. 'She will give you everything you need until I can hold you in my hooves.'
Chrysalis tilted her prey upwards, using gravity to help her slide the Princess's wings and forelegs into her jaws. She paused, resting a moment to catch her breath.
'This is quite the workout,' she mused, as she kneaded gentle at her prey's chest. 'How the ponies do this so often is beyond me... Though I admit she is delectable.'
Continuing her meal, Chrysalis began the challenge of Cadance's gravid stomach. She slowly walked each half of her lower jaw forward in turn, inching along the rounded belly slowly but surely. The Queen's questing tongue tasted the tight orb, and she felt every kick and sleepy movement the unborn foals within made through the stretched flesh.
'Mother's fear is confusing for you, isn't it, little dears?' Chrysalis licked over the bulging flesh, tasting the confused bundle of half-awake emotion beneath.'Don't worry, she'll calm down soon enough.'
As she stretched her jaws over the belly's widest point, she felt the tension in her lower jaw relax, and her pace increased. Soon all of Cadance's belly was encased within Chrysalis's throat, stretching it obscenely with a near-perfect round bulge.
'Now to gorge myself. Her husband was delectable. Can she compare to his lust?
Cadance fought to keep the tears from escaping, encased within the monster's esophagus. Chrysalis had only been toying with her, making her believe there might have been some hope. Now both she and her children would be food, food for a monstrous shapeshifter who would most likely ambush and feast on Shiny as well.
"I'm sorry Shiny," Cadance sobbed. "And I'm sorry, children. I failed. You won't even get to see the world."
Though she was no stranger to the sensation of being swallowed alive, this time Cadance was sure it would be the end of her. Chrysalis was an evil, monstrous creature who couldn't care less who got hurt on her path to conquest. Cadance, and her children, were just a roadside snack to feed her brood.
Cadance felt her predator's jaws slide over and encase her stomach, and knew it was over. She slid ever downwards, until a familiar sphincter appeared before her - the entrance to Chrysalis's stomach, and Cadance's final stop.
Then a warm, wet slithering thing snaked its way into her nethers.
Cadance bucked, as the electrifying sensation made her gasp. Again, something licked within her, swirling around the sensitive button and making her tense with pleasure.
She shook her head, wanting to deny the Queen the satisfaction, but that slithering tongue was relentless. Over and over it slid in and out of her, teasing, caressing, twisting. She was helpless, and she felt the increasing warmth within her reach a crescendo. She cried out as climax shook her, bucking against her restraints wildly. That damnable tongue still slithered in and out, slurping up Cadance's spilling juices. Chrysalis moaned with pleasure, shaking the walls of Cadance's fleshy prison. If it was Cadance's lust or her orgasmic juices that so pleased her, the Princess neither knew nor cared. She was fuming at the violation - not enough to be eaten, but to be toyed with, too?
Eventually, Chrysalis seemed to have had her fun, and she resumed her mealtime business. Cadance felt herself be tilted further up, and the sphincter in front of her opened to admit her passage. Chrysalis closed her jaws over Cadance's hooves, and swallowed her down.
"Aaaah!" Chrysalis breathed, satisfied and exhausted. She looked back to regard her stomach, wherein she could quite clearly see the struggling form of Princess Cadance, encased in a separate sack next to the womb. Already the Queen could feel her stomach reacting to the infinite source of energy. A warm pink glow rapidly built in intensity, until all of Chrysalis's massively stretched belly shone like a warm pink beacon.
A flurry of activity within her womb made Chrysalis gasp, and she tearfully watched as her children awoke and feasted on the bounty of food. She felt their immature, joyful thoughts brush against her own, and sniffed. She placed a forehoof on her stomach and rubbed lovingly at it - her children were safe. They would grow strong and healthy, and she would soon bring them into the world and hold them to her chest.
"Wh - What's happening?" came the muffled query of her prey. Princess Cadance couldn't help but gaze with wonder at the four silhouettes of unborn Changelings, who pressed themselves as close to the source of food as they could. The closest Changeling nymph opened her sleepy eyes, and Cadance gaped as she pressed a hoof against the thin, transparent membrane that was Chrysalis's womb.
"My stomach is absorbing the limitless love you have for your children, Princess," Chrysalis replied, voice wavy with emotion. "And converting it into the energy my daughters need to survive. They'll grow big and strong, now, sustained by your love, through me."
"So... You're digesting my love, not me?" Not able to help herself, she reached out towards the inquisitive Changeling nymph, and lifted her hoof to bump with the nymph, through the stomach.
"Essentially, yes. My daughters are at a critical stage where what I can spare from my own feeding isn't enough to sustain them. Swallowing you lets them feed straight from the source - without harm to either you or your children. I couldn't even digest meat if I wanted to. We emotion-eaters don't have much need for an intestine."
Cadance blinked, nonplussed, and turned her head to meet the eyes of her predator. "So how much love will they need?"
"They'll need a constant supply until they are ready to be born - which should be in a few weeks from now."
"A few weeks?! " Cadance exclaimed, kicking out in shock and spooking the inquisitive nymph into lunging backwards. "I can't stay in here for weeks!"
Cadance smirked. "I'm afraid you have little choice in the matter, Princess! You don't ask the cupcakes you eat for permission to keep them around, do you?"
Cadance glared at her. "And what will keep me from starving or thirsting to death?"
Chrysalis scoffed at her. "Naturally I'll provide sustenance for you. You can simply feast on the food I swallow for you - after all, it would be very strange if Princess Cadance suddenly stopped eating and drinking. I'll cough you up for short breaks now and again while we're in private, if you swear you will not make a fuss when I swallow you again. If I hear so much as a peep of complaint you will have to manage your needs inside there on your own."
Cadance shuddered at the implications. "Fine."
Chrysalis grinned widely. "Excellent! I'm glad we could come to this arrangement. Now settle down, Princess. You're food for the long haul."
Author's Note
Woo! Second story!
Little bit heavier on the exposition here. Will also be a multi-chapter yarn. I'm thinking one more main chapter, possibly a teeny tiny epilogue to wrap it up. Let me know what you think!
The Pregnant Predator of Pretty Pink Pregnant Princesses
"Mm, you smell positively delicious after your shower, Princess." Chrysalis crooned, circling around Princess Cadance, recently emerged from the bathroom, steam rising from her sodden coat. The predatory affectation was rather ruined by her waddling gait, however - the Queen's belly had swelled further over the two weeks she had kept The Princess of Love prisoner within herself, as her daughters grew rapidly, nourished by Cadance's unlimited reserves of motherly love energy.
Cadance snorted, and trotted right past the hungry Changeling Queen, flicking Chrysalis on the nose with her tail as she went. "You said that yesterday. And the day before, and the one before that." She heaved herself up onto the plush bed, rolling over onto her side. She idly rubbed at her large belly as her foals kicked. Perhaps they didn't approve of being jostled around as their mother was swallowed and regurgitated, over and over again.
Chrysalis rolled her eyes, waddling right up to the edge of the bed to regard her erstwhile meal. "There are only so many ways one can compliment a meal, Princess. I don't exactly have a huge amount of material to work with here."
"Oh, so cruel!" Cadance lamented, a dramatic hoof flung over her forehead. "I am naught but food for my cruel captor! Nothing but a delectable morsel, to be bullied and swallowed again and again! Won't somepony come to my rescue?"
Chrysalis arched an unimpressed eyebrow. "Keep working that acting talent, Princess, you'll land yourself a Trotscar in the inevitable movie they make about this. Your Aunt could play me - she's got the appetite and figure for it, what with all the cake she eats."
Cadance tried to sputter indignantly, but soon dissolved into laughter, belly shaking with her guffaws.
Chrysalis grinned at her toothily, before wincing and looking down at her bulging sides. Four pairs of glowing eyes could be seen through her transparent belly, all fixed upon Cadance, still laughing on the bed. As she calmed herself and breathed again, she looked up at Chrysalis's distracted expression and followed the Queen's gaze, meeting the four pairs of unborn Changeling eyes with her own. As she did, the little nymphs reached forward, pushing and licking at the wall of the womb that contained them, straining to reach the delicious food source Cadance represented.
"Well, Princess," Chrysalis noted, "It seems your roommates are quite famished."
Cadance sighed, stretching one last time, arching her back with the pop of vertebrae and flapping her wings. "Duty calls, I suppose. Though it's getting pretty cramped in there, Chryssi. How much longer until you give birth?"
The expectant Queen touched a forehoof to her chin, thoughtful. "Most likely around a week, give or take a day. It's easier for us to predict than it is for you ponies - by the time my daughters are fully gestated, they'll have enough of a connection to the Hive that I can feel the moment coming with absolute certainty. So hang in there, Princess - we do what we can with the roles we are given."
Chrysalis sat down on the floor and leaned forward, opening her mouth wide, as Princess Cadance obligingly scooted across the bed to place her head and forehooves within Chrysalis's maw, taking care to point her horn in at an easily ingested angle. Chrysalis grasped her gently at the shoulders, and slowly eased her in, murmuring with appreciation as the marvelous taste of Cadance's love energy once again filled her senses.
Cadance squirmed, feeling the soft flesh of Chrysalis's throat stretch around herself yet again. No matter how many times she was subjected to this process, she never could get over how much the gentle touches of Chrysalis's tongue and teeth tickled her coat.
The Princess of Love had gained an intimate understanding of Changeling anatomy during her "imprisonment", such as it was. The Queen's teeth were closer to those of a snake than that of a pony. Thin, pointed backwards, they folded flat to admit her passage, and rose to hook onto her coat and keep her from sliding backward, yet never breaking her skin. Clearly purpose-made for eating live prey without actually harming it.
As for Chrysalis's questing tongue, Cadance had come to guiltily enjoy the Queen's advances. Chrysalis had, when questioned, confirmed that she took great pleasure in feasting on Cadance's sense of lust - not anywhere near as nourishing as love, but very tasty indeed. Changeling snack food.
Cadance felt the Queen's lips pass over her shoulders, and folded her wings in tight, so they would not get pinched uncomfortably as the Queen swallowed her down further -
Then she yelped, as she was picked up rather violently and Chrysalis started swallowing wish frantic haste, the sedate, comfortable pace replaced by rushed gulping.
'My Queen, the pony Prince is on his way to your chambers!'
Chrysalis's eyes snapped wide with panic.
'Not now! Slow him down, keep him occupied for as long as possible! I can't disguise myself like this!'
Keeping Shining Armor fooled for the past week had been a lot easier than Chrysalis had suspected it would be. Despite the added difficulty of not being able to use the brute-force magic approach and still remain at nominally good terms with her Pretty Pink Princess Prey, Shining Armor suspected nothing. It helped that Cadance had actually stepped up to the plate with some pointers - apparently wanting to spare her husband any needless distress until her current situation was passed.
Now, though, it was all in danger of crashing down. Good luck disguising with Cadance halfway down your throat!
Chrysalis struggled to a sitting position, lifting Cadance's large belly and rear legs straight into the air half with magic and swallowing as fast as she could. Cadance yelped and kicked, no doubt startled by the sudden movement, but Chrysalis had no time to spare for reassurances - she had to eat fast!
She was just beginning to stretch her lips over Cadance's gravid swell when the doors to the bedroom opened.
Shining Armor was in a good mood.
Peace reigned in the Empire, no major disasters had been reported, no new world-ending monster had reared its ugly head, and best of all, none of that fiendish paperwork was clogging up his inbox.
Now, all he needed to make the day perfect was a visit to his Pretty Pink Pregnant Princess Wife, and he was planning on doing just that. A bouquet of fresh, delicious roses(one petal stealthily nibbled for quality control) and a bottle of alcohol-free cider floated next him, held in his magic, and he trotted along the corridor whistling a merry tune -
Until the two Crystal Guards guarding the Royal Bedroom stepped in front of him, blocking his path.
"My apologies, Prince Consort," the Sergeant said, hoof raised in gentle rebuke. "The Princess is sleeping and ordered she would not be disturbed under any circumstances short of Empire-ending."
Shining Armor raised an eyebrow, peering at his Sergeant. "Sergeant Brilliant Quartz, that is the biggest load of hogwash I've heard since Princess Celestia said she only eats sugar-free cakes. I'm going in to see my wife, and you will let me. Are we clear?"
Sergeant Brilliant Quartz, or more precisely Infiltrator Mantis, felt very small indeed. He had no doubts that Shining Armor could squash him like the bug he nominally resembled, and his slightly-panicked ping to the Hive for support yielded nothing but uncertain sympathy.
"I - yes, Prince Consort. Sorry, Prince Consort." he stepped aside and saluted with such haste that his shod hoof rang against the metal of his helmet like a bell.
"At ease, Sergeant, didn't mean to scare you," Shining chuckled, taking pity on the dazed sergeant as he moved to push the door open. "I'm sure Princess Cadance merely failed to mention me and Flurry Heart in the list of exceptions to her-"
The rest of what Shining Armor had planned to say died in his throat, as he looked into the bedroom and stopped, still as a statue and staring. For seated on the floor was none other than the one who almost took his wife from him without him even knowing it - Queen Chrysalis, fat, bloated. And with his wife in her mouth, legs kicking wildly in the air and face stretching the hideous hide of the Changeling's throat.
The horrible creature turned her head, meeting Shining Armor's eyes. She gave him a look filled with panic, face flushed poisonous green. Then she shrugged, and swallowed, Cadance sinking further into her throat.
Shining Armor uttered what could only be described as a silent scream, escaping only as a high-pitched croak. Then he fell flat on the floor and fainted dead away.
'Huh. That went as well as it could, I suppose,' Chrysalis thought, gently lowering Cadance down to rest on the bed again, now that the need to rush had abated.
'Mantis, bring him in and then resume your post,' she commanded over the Hive, settling once again in to her slow, gentle rhythm of swallowing.
'At once, my Queen,' Mantis sent back, as he and his partner dragged the insensate Prince into the room and gently, but unceremoniously dumped him on the floor next to Chrysalis, before retreating and shutting the door.
"What's going on out there, Chryssi?" Cadance demanded, wriggling within Chrysalis's throat. "What's the big idea of flinging me around like that?"
"Mmf," Chrysalis grunted, rolling her eyes.
She passed the widest point of her prey's girth, and sped her swallows up just a little bit, wasting no time but not jostling Cadance needlessly either. She had to be ready to manage Shining Armor when he came to his senses - already he twitched and groaned softly, wakefulness mere moments way.
No time to indulge in snack food this time around. Chrysalis swallowed all of Cadance's bulging belly, and proceeded to hastily chomp her legs down, tilting her head up again and lunging forward inches at a time. A final slurp, and both rear hooves and colourful tail disappeared within the Queen's jaws.
"Whew," Chrysalis gasped, rubbing at her stomach as it once again started to glow with the radiant pink light of Cadance's love, and her daughters brushed at her mind with elation at hunger sated. "That could have been bad."
"What happened, Chryssi?" Cadance asked, annoyed. "You tossed me around like a sack of potatoes!"
"Your dear husband interrupted dinner-time, Princess," Chrysalis replied, with a huff. "He saw us."
"Oh boy. This will be a fun conversation."
"Won't it just."
Shining Armor blearily rubbed at his eyes, feeling the soft covers of his and Cadance's bed beneath him. Then he jerked awake, heart pounding with panic. Cadance! Cadance was being eaten! By Chrysalis! He had to -
"Shiny, calm down. Look, this is going to be weird, but trust me, it's okay."
"Cadance?" Shiny asked, ears perked up and swiveling around his head. "You sound weird, like you're behind a screen or something..."
"I kind of am. Turn around."
He did so, and what he saw nearly knocked him cold again. His wife was looking back at him - but separating them was the transparent, bulging tissue of Queen Chrysalis's belly, glowing pink and pulsing with magic. Right next to his wife were four other silhouettes, seeming to press themselves so close to Cadance as they possibly could, all the while four pairs of glowing eyes regarded him curiously.
And, looking up, he met the eyes of the Queen himself.
"Hello, Shiny," she said, smiling at him. "It's been a while."
"You!" he scrambled backwards, getting to his feet and standing with legs wide, ready to lunge at her. "You spit my wife out right now, or I'll slice you open and dig her out!"
"Shiny! Calm down, really, it's okay!" Cadance called, pressing her hooves against the walls of the transparent flesh around her. "I'm fine, honest! Chrysalis hasn't hurt me!"
"She- You- wait, what? She ate you!" Shining Armor stated, confusion writ large over his words.
"Well, yes, but she's only feeding on my love, and I have more than enough," Cadance stated calmly. "She just needs to keep me for a little while so her babies can be fed."
"Babies?" Shiny looked again at the four small figures next to Cadance, nonplussed. Even as he watched, one of them curiously swam closer and waved at him.
"Yes," Chrysalis cut in, tenderly. "My daughters need a massive amount of motherly love to grow healthy towards the end of their gestation, but they can't harvest it on their own, unborn as they are. So I needed to consume Cadance and keep her in my stomach, so I could absorb the limitless love she has for your children."
Shining Armor's face went blank, as the cogs in his head turned. He blinked once, twice, before he turned entirely around and walked towards the door.
"Shiny!" Cadance called out. "Where are you going?"
"Out. Getting Princesses. Getting Elements. Blasty Rainbow-Friendship-Beamy-Thing."
"Oh no you don't, you silly male!" Chrysalis exclaimed, horn glowing.
Shining Armor yelped, as his body was enveloped with green magic and he found himself floating back to float in front of Chrysalis's face. He twisted and flailed, but couldn't fight the magical hold the Queen had on him. Belatedly he reached for his magic - only to feel it slip from his grasp like a greased eel.
"Naughty colts get put in the Love Corner, where they learn some empathy for those younger than themselves." Chrysalis licked her lips.
"Oh no," Cadance said, despairingly. "Not him too, it's already cramped in here as it is!"
"He's your husband!" Chrysalis stated, exasperated. "You like cuddling with him!"
Then, before Shining Armor could even so much as scream, she shoved him into her mouth.
"Mmmm!" Chrysalis moaned with delight. She'd nearly forgotten just how wonderful Shining Armor's emotions tasted like - and having them play all over her taste buds was a lot better than tricking them out of him with brute magic.
The unicorn squirmed and kicked, giving quite a lot of colourful examples of his vocabulary as he did, but Chrysalis paid him no mind. Held in her magic as he was, magic disabled by her ichor just as Cadance's had been, he was a delightful bit of dessert for her, and she swallowed him down with relish. His sweat and the faint hints of dirt Chrysalis licked up from his coat, combined with his distinct emotions served up a wonderful sensation of Male that delighted the Queen's senses.
'Should've eaten him the first night I spent in bed with him,' Chrysalis lamented to herself, munching softly on Shining Armor's form. 'I've been so focused on Cadance and her value for my daughters I forgot to indulge myself a little bit. Oh well, better late than never!'
Chrysalis murmured appreciatively yet again, stretching her mouth over Shining Armor's shoulders and forelegs.
Teased by the prospect of more nourishment, her daughters squirmed excitedly inside her womb, and her stomach growled with anticipation. As her lips inched over the smooth white coat of Shining Armour's belly, Chrysalis briefly considered sating her sweet tooth with his lust - but decided against it. Cadance would probably be rather jealous, not to mention sticky.
So Chrysalis sighed, and settled for a single, teasing taste. She flicked her tongue over Shining Armour's sheathe, delighting in the brief sensation of musky maleness, as Shining Armour shouted his most vile curse yet and redoubled his efforts, kicking like a rodeo performer who'd sat in a wasp's nest.
Cadance listened to Chrysalis's moans of delight, watching her husband being devoured through the transparent flesh surrounding her. It was quite something, having a window to the proceedings from within.
Shining Armor's waist disappeared within Chrysalis's jaws, leaving only his still-kicking legs and flanks in the open air - and Cadance winced as the fleshy opening of Chrysalis's stomach opened to admit him, Shiny's curses announcing his presence rather loudly. Chrysalis's daughters flocked to the far corner of the womb, away from the noise, and Cadance couldn't help but wrinkle her nose disapprovingly.
"Shiny!" she rebuked, smacking him lightly on the nose. "Stop yelling, you're scaring the children!"
"Ow!" Shining Armor rubbed at his muzzle, giving Cadance a baleful look. "What children?"
Cadance rolled her eyes and grabbed him by the chin, pointing his head in the right direction. "Those children!"
Four fearful sets of glowing eyes looked back at him, peering through the transparent membrane that separated them.
"Cadance, listen, you can't seriously-" A pink hoof on his muzzle interrupted him.
"No, Shiny, you listen," Cadance sighed. "Yes, I admit this is kind of... Weird. But Chrysalis needs my help. Her daughters need my help. And as a mother, I can't let Chrysalis watch as her babies starve."
"Wait, what? Starve?"
"Yes. Chryssi explained everything to me." Cadance lay on her side, rubbing at her own bulging stomach. "Her daughters are Changeling Princesses - they're going to become new Queens, when they grow up. But they need massive amounts of pure love to survive at this point, love that has to come from a pony who is a mother herself. And I, as the Princess of Love, have unlimited amounts that she can absorb without hurting me or anypony else. The only reason she has to swallow me is so her stomach can absorb the love energy I have, so her daughters can feed on it."
Shining Armour scrunched his muzzle up in thought. He felt Chrysalis close her jaws around his rear hooves and swallow one last time, muscular action pushing his rear half down through her throat. She seemed to have paused in the midst of devouring him to listen in on their conversation, and now he slid into the fleshy sack to lie pressed against Cadance's side.
Looking once again at the four little nymphs in the adjacent womb, Shiny couldn't help but think that they were kind of cute. Now that the commotion was over, they'd all dared to close in on the feast in the stomach, and all four of them clustered on top of each other, pressed against the transparent membrane. Hesitantly, Shining Armour reached out to press a hoof against the wall of the stomach - and a tiny, black hoof met his on the other side.
"So..." Shining Armor mused. "Does this mean we've buried the hatchet with the Changelings, dear?"
Cadance rubbed thoughtfully at her chin, one eyebrow arched. "Well, I'd say we'd be due a little bit of friendship after saving the heirs apparent of the Changeling Queen, at the very least."
The stomach rumbled around them as Chrysalis growled and looked in on them, indignant. "You ponies are infuriating, even after you've been eaten!"
Cadance laughed, and pointed an accusing hoof at Chrysalis's face. "Submit to our friendship, Queen, or we will annoy you for the rest of your pregnancy!"
A little while later, and Chrysalis lay dozing on the plush bed. She'd been forced to admit that devouring Shining Armor might have been just a bit much - as evident by the fact she couldn't actually move from her spot. She barely managed to settle onto her side - her glowing pink belly rose like a round shiny beacon above her.
What she hadn't taken into account was the fact that when she added Shining Armor to her menu, she'd more or less put herself in the Changeling version of a food coma. The combined love of the couple within her was much greater than the sum of its two parts - and the resulting feast as Chrysalis's stomach worked overtime to digest the immense bounty took all her available energy.
So lost to the world was she that when one of her guards once again pinged a warning, she didn't even acknowledge it until the bedroom door opened and a small, pink Alicorn filly trotted into the room, over the floor, and hopped onto the bed to regard the gorged Changeling Queen lying on it with foalish curiosity.
Chrysalis blinked. The little filly didn't seem frightened in the least, merely curious, tilting her head first one way, then the other.
"Hello," Chrysalis said.
"Hi," Flurry Heart replied. "Who are you?"
"I'm Queen Chrysalis. And you're Flurry Heart. Nice to meet you."
"'kay. Nice t' meet you too. Where's mama and papa?"
Chrysalis gulped, and chose her words very carefully, noting that both Cadance and Shining Armor had gone very quiet indeed, listening to every word. "Well, err... They're helping me with something."
"Like what?" came the instant question, Flurry still peering at Chrysalis, the picture of perfect innocence.
"Um. Well..." Chrysalis coughed awkwardly into her hoof, frantically considering how to dig herself out of this one without scaring the little filly half to death - something that would surely turn the mood sour for the rest of her stay here.
'Oh to hay with it. Worst comes to worst I'll hit her with a gentle sleep spell and let the silly ponies deal with her when I let them out later. I'll just wing it.'
"Well, you see, I needed to... Borrow some love from your parents," Chrysalis finally replied, voice dripping with the half-truth all adults seemed to use when talking to small children. "So I gobbled them up for a little while, and when I have enough love I'll let them out again!"
Chrysalis could swear she heard something that sounded suspiciously like two ponies simultaneously smacking themselves in the forehead.
Flurry seemed to think this over, scrunching her little face up with deep thought. "Why'd you gobble them to get some love? Can't you just get a hug?"
'Sweet Celestia, her thinky-face is so precious I'm going to develop diabetes - and I don't even have a pancreas!' Chrysalis shook her head violently to compose herself. "Um. I'm not the only one that needs the love. I'm going to be a mom soon, just like your mom -"
Flurry gasped, and bounced forward to press her forehooves against Chrysalis's chest, wings buzzing. "You mean you have babies in your tummy, just like mommy? Can I feel? Can I?"
"Err, of course?" Chrysalis replied, shocked at this sudden turn in the line of questioning.
With a squeal, Flurry Heart ran clear past Chrysalis's head to press herself against the round dome that was Chrysalis's stomach, rubbing her forehooves over the transparent skin and looking in on the four nymphs floating in there. She barely even spared her trapped parents a glance.
"So cool! Hi babies! Oh, and hi mama, papa!"
Cadance and Shining Armor looked at each other, before simultaneously answering with a befuddled "Oh, hi sweetie."
Chrysalis, nonplussed, looked back at the young Princess interacting with her unborn nymphs, the four little Changelings waving back at the curious filly with excitement. She silently met the eyes of the royal couple occupying her stomach, before all three, as one, shrugged their shoulders.
"Well, I guess our daughters are friends now," Chrysalis stated. "That sort of settles it."
Cadance looked first to Flurry Heart, then to the happy, unborn nymphs, and finally to her husband. At his nod, she looked back at Chrysalis, and nodded in turn. "Yep."
Author's Note
Just a short, short epilogue to go after this! I hope I didn't go too saccharine with the cuteness towards the end there
The Pregnant Predator of Pretty Pink Pregnant Princesses
"You're too fat, Princess."
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.
The Pregnant Predator of Pretty Pink Pregnant Princesses
Chrysalis pouted.
Her forelegs were crossed, she had a scowl on her face, and her lower lip protruded in a pout that would give Rarity a run for her money at the Drama World Series.
"Oh come on, Chryssi, it's not that bad!"
"Easy for you to say, you love-soaked sugar bomb! You've stolen my children !"
Lying on top of the bed, Flurry Heart snoozing in her forelegs, Cadance rolled her eyes at Chrysalis for the hundredth time. "What do you want me to do? It's not like I'm doing anything!"
Chrysalis's four daughters, all the spitting image of their mother, were all snuggled against Cadance, snoozing happily. Three were cuddled against her gravid stomach, and the fourth had draped herself over Cadance's back, head resting between her ears.
"Yes you are!" Chrysalis accused, pointing an angry hoof. "You keep spewing out your... your... your love-stuff and my gluttonous little beasts lap it up! How am I supposed to compete with that!? Stop it right now, you baby-thieving witch!"
Cadance groaned, covering her eyes with her hooves. "I can't help it! I'm the Princess of Love, for Celestia's sake! Spreading love is in the flipping job description!"
"Well you better learn to help it, or I'm going to march right into your Celestia's court and accuse you of Foalnapping!"
Cadance's face met the pillow.
Author's Note
There we go! Don't worry, Chrysalis's little angels love her, they really do. But how can they resist the banquet in the room?