Adapting To Shared Love

Her snore cut short, Chrysalis woke with a start. Eyes still shut, she stirred her head atop her pillow, crinkled her nose, then rose her brows, yet her eye lids barely cracked an inch before deciding to stay closed. They weren't ready to rise just yet, and frankly, neither was she.

"Nghn... five more minutes," she told herself as she turned to her other side, pulling her limbs closer to herself.

Chrysalis had hoped sleep would come, only it never did for her. Her body still felt tired, but her mind was too alert now to slip back into slumber. She was comfortable though, laying on her bed, so she decided to just stay like that for a little while longer.

As she did so, she pondered on how long she had slept. For all she knew, it could have been an hour, two, perhaps the whole day. Living underground made it difficult to determine the time without a having a clock ready and available. That wasn't to say that she didn't have one waiting on her nightstand. She did, but she couldn't muster the strength nor the will to force her eyes open and check it.

Regardless of the time, Chrysalis wasn't worried; she recalled that no queenly duties were scheduled for quite some time after Hearth's Warming, so she could sleep all day if she so wanted.

...

Moments later, a smirk grew on Chrysalis's muzzle. That's right, she had almost forgotten. Hearth's Warming, its celebration in the streets--or more prominent in her memory, what happened after she left the celebration with a certain changeling king in tow. Her smile turned downright sinful and her thighs rubbed sensually together as she steadily recalled every juicy little detail.

Actually, now that she could remember what happened the night prior, the warm object giving off a heartbeat that the side of her face was laying against made sense. She was cuddled up with Thorax, her ear on his chest and her horn carefully positioned over his side, and she didn't even know it until then. He barely even made a sound, as he was breathing oh so softly into her ear, indicating that he was still asleep.

After a moment of silent contemplation, Chrysalis nuzzled her head against his chest, making herself more comfortable. In response Thorax shifted, and Chrysalis feared to have waken him. To her relief, that didn't turn out to be the case, as he instead wrapped his foreleg over Chrysalis's shoulder and pulled her closer, murmuring something incoherent before falling silent once again.

Chrysalis blushed profusely, as she was never shown such affection post-coital before, even if it was unintentional. Being careful, she hugged him back, her hooves--

"Wait a minute..." Chrysalis uttered, her hooves blindly fumbling up and down his body.

Something felt off with Thorax. He felt... larger, and what she felt protruding from his forehead seemed to be...

Immediately, Chrysalis opened her eyes, only for them to widen in surprise by what she saw. Thorax was much different from when they went to sleep last night.

He was nearly her size now, though if Chrysalis had to guess by the sight of his new, slender legs, he was taller than her by just a bit. His height wasn't the only thing that miraculously changed overnight--just like herself, his midsection, as well as his back, sported jade chitin plates. Peering over her back, she spotted his wings, still sparkling like before, only now larger and more elegant to match his new frame. He also had a mane when there wasn't one before, though it was much shorter than Chrysalis's and of a slightly darker shade of green. Lastly, the short and stubby horn on his forehead, positioned above his masculine and more defined face, had become large and impressive, rivaling her own.

At first she thought he was playing some joke on her by changing his form and pretending to still be asleep, so naturally Chrysalis tried to dispel his disguise. After lighting her horn and casting the spell, Chrysalis's was shocked to discover that his appearance hadn't reverted. He really did change, only it wasn't a disguise!

Wanting answers, Chrysalis was about ready to shake him awake, only to then stop.

"Oh," she whispered, now realizing what had happened.

She had heard of it, though it had no name among the changelings, given how rare it was an occurrence. Thorax had finally accepted his role as king of the changelings to heart, and as such, he went though (apparently in his sleep) what was essentially the changeling version of alicorn ascension. No longer a drone, he was now a changeling king in both title and body, and, funny enough, it was his late night rendezvous with Chrysalis that sparked the change.

Chrysalis considered waking Thorax, to toy with him by acting as if nothing had changed until he got a look of himself in the mirror. She could already imagine the look on his face, and the side-splitting laughter she'd have. Hopefully, after she'd explain to him what happened, the two of them would... break in his new body by having another few rounds in the bed.

"Yes, I think I shall do just that," she said to herself. "But first thing's first..." Laying back at his side, Chrysalis nuzzled into his chest and closed her eyes.

"Five more minutes..."