A Canterlot Honeymoon **

Chrysalis, the changeling queen, lay awake in bed. Beside her was her husband, Shining Armor. He was fast asleep after their most recent marathon lovemaking session. She put a fore-hoof across her husband's chest and hugged him tight. He let out a deep breathe. She smiled as she rested her head on his shoulder. Shining Armor was the best thing to ever happen to Chrysalis in her short, sad life. She stared up into the ceiling, pondering her existence.

“What am I?” she thought, “What's my purpose? Am I more than just the final creation of a megalomaniacal alicorn?”

Chrysalis thought about her creator, Cadance; who willed her into being using her god-like magical abilities. The pink pony was the embodiment of obsessive lust. Chrysalis and her creator were both driven to make ponies love them, but for changelings it was different. Ponies weren't required to feed on the emotions of love and lust, like she was. Chrysalis was a changeling; a shapeshifting, insectoid succubus. She needed to absorb the loving feelings of others in order to have strength.

As she lay beside her husband, Chrysalis was grateful that Shining Armor didn't kill her the night they first met. She thought back to the event, which transpired in their honeymoon suite, several weeks ago.

Her mission was to disguise herself as Cadance and kill Shining Armor on his honeymoon. That had been her entire purpose for existing: To assassinate the captain of the Royal Guards. She thought back to the last words her creator said to her.

“You know your mission,” Cadance said, “When you get him alone, kill him.”

Chrysalis played up the deception perfectly. The stallion was completely fooled into thinking that she was his precious, virgin bride, Cadance. Shining Armor was a perfect gentlecolt. When they arrived at the honeymoon suite, he lay his bride on the bed gently. After a quick kiss, he went to the kitchen to go get some wine.

While he way away, the changeling Cadance excreted a small length of steel-like silk webbing from her spinneret glands, which were located directly above her rectum. Wrapping the strand around her fore-hooves, she pulled it taught. The webbing, which was as sharp as piano wire, would be her method for assassinating Shining Armor. Cadance placed her fore-hooves between her legs, then covered up the deadly silk strand with a lace-trimmed heart pillow.

Shining returned, levitating two glasses and a bottle. He saw his wife laying against the bed, her hooves over her privates, with a pillow covering them both.

“You naughty filly,” Shining Armor said, “You couldn't even wait 'til I got back. You could at least remove the pillow, so I could watch you clop.”

“It feels too good to stop,” Cadance said, acting horny, “If you want to see more, then come over here and pull the pillow away with your mouth.”

“Once I do that, I'm gonna need something else to do with my mouth.” Shining said suggestively.

“I can think of a few things.” Cadance said, winking.

“I bet you can, you dirty girl.” the randy stallion said as he moved towards the bed.

Setting the wine down, Shining Armor approached his wife and removed the pillow. He saw the silken cord tied around her hooves.

“I had no idea you were so kinky.” Shining said, smiling.

Before he could say anything else, the changeling struck. Cadance raised her hooves up, and wrapped the webbing around Shining Armor's neck and pulled it tight.

“Cada...,” Shining said, before he started to choke. He wasn't adverse to rough play, but they hadn't even established a safeword yet.

As his vision began to blur, it occurred to Shining Armor that his new wife might not have his best interests at heart. He could feel the razor-like webbing tearing into his skin; constricting his breathing. He had no time to think about why this was happening. He just knew he needed to make it stop so he could breath again.

If she would have been more careful, Cadance wouldn't have left her private parts exposed in front of the stallion she was trying to kill.

Shining saw Cadance's pussy inches from his face. Strangling him had obviously aroused her, as her clit was fully erect. In an effort to make her stop, Shining bit down hard on her pleasure sensor.

“Ahh!” The changeling screamed, shedding her disguise. She lost her grip on the webbing as she moved her hooves down to protect her pearl. The changeling shoved Shining Armor away and tightly covered her swollen clit.

The stallion shook off the webbing. He rubbed his sore neck.

“A changeling!” Shining shouted, angrily. While Chrysalis was still in pain, the white pony created a purple force field around her on the bed; rendering Chrysalis completely immobilized.

“What have you done with Cadance?” Shining Armor asked, enraged, “Where is she?”

“Nothing!” Chrysalis said, crying; her head still swimming in pain, “I don't know. She doesn't tell me her plans.”

“Listen to me, you buggy bitch,” Shining said through clenched teeth, “I don't have time to decipher your inscrutable changeling riddles. My wife is missing and I've got to find her! This shield should hold you until I get back.”

Chrysalis was there for hours. The pain in her clit had stopped throbbing, but it was still bruised. She was so thirsty. She saw the wine and two glasses on the table. They might as well have been on the moon, as there was no way for her to free herself from Shining's magic shield in order to get to them.

Staring at the wine, Chrysalis began to cry; not from thirst, but from guilt and shame. What had Shining Armor done to her that warranted death? Nothing. He had gotten those drinks for the to of them to share as husband and wife. He had treated her like a loving gentlecolt, and she repaid his kind deeds with attempted murder.

She was only following her creator's orders, but she didn't know why. She didn't want to kill. She just wanted what all changelings, nay all creatures, desired: Someone who loved them that they could love back.

It was a couple hours before dawn when Shining Armor came staggering back to the Honeymoon Suite. While he was gone, Chrysalis had fallen asleep beneath the force field. When the door opened, she woke up and looked at Shining Armor with shame on her face.

“Does it help if I say I'm sorry for trying to kill you?” the changeling queen asked, “I was just following your wife's orders...”

“It would have helped if you had told me earlier that my wife created you to kill me.” Shining said, staring at her angrily.

“You never asked who sent me.” Chrysalis said, childishly “You just asked where your wife was, and I didn't know.”

Shining looked like he was going to say something, but then stopped and shook his head. He walked over to the wine. All the ice in the bucket had melted. He popped the cork and proceeded to pour himself a glass.

“Speaking of which,” Chrysalis added, “did you find your wife?”

“I walked in on her deep throating my dad's cock.” Shining said, as he watched his wine glass fill to the brim. The stallion then swallowed his first drink in one gulp.

“Catching the bride giving her father-in-law a blow job,” the changeling queen said, “That sounds like a pretty bad wedding night. What happened then?”

“Well, the last I saw of Cadance, she was being raped by thousands of changeling drones.” Shining Armor said, with a somber expression, “If she didn't die in their ensuing mass crotch explosion, then she either drowned in changeling jizz or was crushed in the cave in.”

“You know,” Chrysalis said, trying to sound helpful, “as bad as your wedding night was, it sounds like hers was worse.” Shining Armor gave a hollow, mirthless laugh.

“Yes, but her terrible night was her own fault.” Shining Armor said, taking another drink, “She never loved me. I was just a bridge she walked all over to get closer to my father.”

As she listened, the changeling queen empathized with Shining Armor. She had never known a true love either. She was created to be a deception. In the most literal sense of the word, her whole life had been a lie. In Shining Armor, she had found a kindred spirit who had also been used as a pawn in the insane alicorn's scheme. Now that their nightmare was over, they just wanted to be in a relationship with someone who would be honest with them; someone that they could be honest to.

“You know, your wedding night isn't over yet.” Chrysalis said, licking her lips, “We're in the honeymoon suite, and you're alone with a perpetually horny, shapeshifting succubus who loves to role play.”

Shining stared at the bug monster he had trapped under his magic shield. Downing his third glass of wine, the stallion removed the force field.

“Why not?” he said, “My night can only improve from here. The shapeshifting is tempting, but for tonight, just... be yourself.”

As he said those words, a lump formed formed in Shining's throat; he thought about the years he spent with his deceptive Cadance. He didn't know if it was the wine, or the sorrow that had been slowly building within him all night, but when he sat down beside Chrysalis on the bed, he broke down and started to cry.

“Please just be yourself,” he said, as tears fell from his clenched eyes, “I... I just want to love someone who is honest about who they are.”

Tears filled in the changeling queen's eyes as she leaned forward and kissed her stallion passionately on the lips.

As beings who survived by feeding on pleasurable feelings, the changeling race was quite adept at generating those feelings in others.

“I love you, Shining Armor,” Chrysalis said as the stallion lowered his head towards her moist sex.

The unicorn stared at the alien-like changeling vagina that lay before him. It had four lips instead of two. The lips folded out, with sticky green strands of her lube hanging down from the inside. If Shining wasn't so buzzed from the wine, he might have had serious reservations about eating her out. When the unicorn inhaled the odor of the changeling's pussy, he thought that it smelled remarkably similar to prawns.

Timidly, he lapped at her slit. It was fleshy and green. Chrysalis flinched. Her clit was still sore. She didn't blame Shining Armor for hurting her; after all, she had tried to kill him earlier.

As he progressed further, Shining Armor became more eager. The changeling queen was also getting more into it. Her four pussy lips opened wide like a flower blooming.

Like the rest of her body, her pussy was covered in interlocking, exoskeletal plates. While not as hard as the pieces covering the rest of her body, four triangle plates were fixed above her soft green, pussy flesh.

Shining moved in further, exploring the depths of her exotic snatch. In the changeling's over-zealousness, her four lips closed over Shining Armor's mouth, gripping it tightly as he ate her out. The unicorn's nose was drenched in her sticky green lube. He pulled out of her cooch in order to breath. Of the two times Chrysalis had almost suffocated him, the latter was infinitely more pleasurable. Her pussy lips, like suction cups, released themselves from his face with four loud popping sounds.

Chrysalis leaned forward and began to lick her juices off her lover's face with her long, dragon-like tongue.

“That's one freaky cooch you've got there,” Shining said, panting.

“Mmmm,” the changeling said as she spit her fluids onto the stallion's cock, “The rest of me is pretty freaky, too.”

Shining was already hard now, and sufficiently wet. He pushed his cock into her pussy, which immediately clamped around him. Shining felt pure bliss. The way she gripped his dick, the stallion thought that changeling females must have at least twice as many muscles in their privates as mares did.

“You feel amazing,” Shining said as he moved slowly in and out.

“You too, my love,” Chrysalis said, cooing.

“I love you,” Shining Armor said as he moved in for a kiss. Crysalis used her tongue to feel every inch of her lover's mouth. When they broke the kiss, the changeling looked into her stallion's eyes.

“Go faster,” she said breathlessly, “I want you to cum inside me. Don't worry. I can't get pregnant.”

“We can always adopt,” Shining said reassuringly. The unicorn began thrusting his hips. Chrysalis's wings began to flutter rapidly, creating a cicada-like buzzing noise throughout the room. Shining could feel his balls tingle.

“I'm cumming!” he said.

“Me, too!” Chrysalis screamed, “Kiss me, Shining Armor!” The stallion embraced the changeling and kissed her; their bodies in the throws of a shared orgasm. Semen ran down onto the sheets, mixed with the changeling's equally sticky, green femme jizz.

The two lovers fell asleep in each others arms, as the first rays of the sun peaked over the horizon.

Chrysalis blushed as she thought back on her first night of passion with her husband. She lazily stroked her clit, which had long since healed. Dipping her hoof into her pussy, Chrysalis pulled out some of her husband's semen from tonight's earlier activities. The slick liquid glistened on her hoof as she held it up to the moonlight. Bringing the globular gift down to her mouth, the changeling slowly sucked her husband's cum off of her hoof. She was so happy she had found somepony to love.