"And you are sure, Princess Celestia?" Chrysalis licked her lips; not since Cadance had kicked her out of her lodgings in the Crystal Empire had the changeling queen taken to an offer so readily.

"You can read my emotions, Chrysalis." Celestia sipped from her teacup. She used the most dainty of little forks to break off another morsel of cheesecake. "So will you let me feel life growing inside me?"

Chrysalis did just what she had been accused of. She tasted desire, longing, the sting of something denied. "Now then, right here, right on the floor. Finish your cake first." Chrysalis felt her own body start to adapt, readying for what was to come.

Celestia looked to her guards, then back to the queen. "Go."

"No, stay. Drop your illusions." Chrysalis walked around the Princess, as the four Royal Guard flashed with green, revealing themselves to be drones. "Secure her on her back."

Too surprised and relieved to fight, Celestia started to roll over to her back but was beaten to the punch. Green, sickly magic wrapped around her, lifted her and set her back down on the floor. A changeling hissed and more magic flowed, coalescing around her forelegs, pulling them to the sides and then fading; leaving elastic changeling goop behind. "Fill me, please…"

Chrysalis herself stepped closer, her horn aglow. "I will do that, I will stuff so much life in you, Princess, that you will beg me to stop." The feeling Chrysalis got from the alicorn was sweeter than even Shining Armor's love had been. This was a love born of centuries, always being the foster-mother.

More glowing covered Celestia's snout, she felt it fade and leave behind a strong gag of more changeling goop. She looked up at Chrysalis as the queen positioned herself over her. Tears of pure joy came to her eyes.

Driving forward and down, Chrysalis shoved the end of her ovipositor between the alicorn's back legs, driving the tip down and into the mare's vulva. "My womb now, Celestia. Mine!" Chrysalis bucked, driving herself deeper. An oddly relaxing wave of pleasure spread through Celestia, as the changeling queen started to rut her. It felt like there was already something happening. "My body prepares yours, makes it impossible to resist me. Even now I leak fluids that will open every passage, you will be bare before me." Chrysalis bucked again, driving the tip of her ovipositor all the way into the mare's uterus.

Celestia gazed up, her spirit soaring. Chrysalis jerked back and out of her. But she wasn't out. There was a long tube leading from the changeling queen's body to the alicorn's sex. She couldn't look away, Celestia watched as the first bulge left Chrysalis, the outline clearly visible moving down the tube. Toward me. My first foal.

The pressure grew as the egg pressed at the mare's vulva, the hydraulic pressure in the egg-tube forcing it inwards, parting the Princess' passage and forcing the egg into her. Celestia moaned and screamed her pleasure, but none would hear the mare's vocalizations past the effective gag. The moment the first egg was deposited inside her, Celestia looked up, exultant glory on her face. She saw the tube, saw it bulging with more eggs.

"Coming here was clearly the best idea ever." Chrysalis gave a little grunt, forcing another egg into the mare. "Grow with my brood, Princess Womb, they will feed on your love until you lay them anew. They will hatch and carry your vitality." Celestia could barely hear the changeling, she was bucking and groaning, lost to the bliss until a dark face leaned over hers. "You will carry our foals, again and again." Celestia came, hard, long. She came to her wave of pleasure just as another egg forced its way into her body. Then the world went dark as she lost her fight with consciousness.

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