A Diplomatic Eating

Chapters

A Royal Feast
Alternate Ending: Luna
Alternate Ending: Celestia
Alternate Ending: Futa (No Vore)

A Royal Feast

"Feel free to drop the disguise any time you're comfortable," said the guard pony, a sturdy white mare who seemed surprisingly at ease with the royal guest's presence. "The staff have been apprised of your visit."

Green flame blazed across the body of the royal guest, transforming an unassuming - if unusually tall - unicorn into the unmistakable jet-black Queen of the Changelings. "Thank you," said Queen Chrysalis, flexing her wings. In truth, it took almost no effort to maintain a disguise; being a changeling meant that one was just at home in someone else's skin as one's own. But it was a sign of respect that the princesses were allowing her to be herself, at least here in the castle where her presence wouldn't cause a panic.

"I'll be taking you to a waiting room," said the guard, leading her down a wide hallway. "I want to assure you that no disrespect is intended, but it may take a moment for Princesses Luna and Celestia to come meet you. Regrettably there was a... scheduling conflict."

"I see," said Chrysalis, her doubts about this meeting growing deeper. "Would you mind telling me what was more important to the princesses than promptly meeting with me?"

"Erm, well," muttered the guard, her voice wavering. Celestia smiled; inspiring fear in others put her back in her comfort zone. "There was a miscommunication with the princesses. They were told by their assistants to expect you tomorrow, and so today they are off doing, er, leisure activities. They're a bit difficult to reach at the moment, but once they are contacted, rest assured that they will drop everything to meet with you."

They arrived at a small but ornate door, and the guard pushed it open. "Please make yourself comfortable," she said, "and if you need anything, anything at all, simply ring the bell. On behalf of the princesses, my apologies for the inconvenience."

Chrysalis chuckled. The room was lavishly appointed, with wide comfortable couches and plates of food - which Chrysalis could appreciate even if she didn't require the same sort of food as ponies. The room was pleasingly organic in shape as well - the walls were lined with fountains made from natural stone, and the uneven shapes reminded Chrysalis of her hive. She had to admit that she was being treated well, despite her doubts.

Of course, it wouldn't do to act grateful. "In my kingdom," she said to the guard, "You'd be punished merely for delivering bad news to me. To say nothing of what would happen to the one who made the scheduling error in the first place."

The guard stood still, maintaining deferential eye contact. "Run along," said the Queen. "I'll be fine here."

Light as a feather, Celestia landed on the balcony outside Luna's bedroom. Her sister was asleep in her bed - or so it appeared. It wouldn't be the first time that Luna left a dummy under her covers to get the drop on Celestia. The Sun Princess' horn shimmered, and she sent a gentle, subtle investigatory spell over to the sleeping body. More complex spells were possible, but using too much magic would risk waking Luna up. Even while sleeping, the princess of the moon was highly alert.

The spell seemed to confirm Celestia's hopes: the figure in the bed was indeed her sister. With soft footsteps she came closer and closer to the bed, casting her gaze from side to side. If Luna truly was still asleep, then she should be safe, but it didn't hurt to be wary. Just a little closer, and Celestia would have her revenge. If Luna thought her crimes would go unpunished - that she could pile indignity upon indignity and get away with it - then she was truly a fool. The light of the Sun burned transgressors, and no one was exempt.

And then, when she was three or four hoofsteps away from Luna's bed, an enormous tiered cake - at least as big as the one that had been at the royal wedding - fell directly on her head. "Ha ha!" shouted Luna, springing up in her bed. "We can not believe that worked! Did you think me fool enough to oversleep upon Pranking Day?"

The glow of sunlight shone from underneath the inches of sponge and frosting that coated Celestia's horn, and then her magical aura began to sweep away the cake that still clung to the rest of her body. "I'm sorry, I didn't catch that," she said, as her magic dug cake out of her ears. "I had cake in my ears."

"We did not fail to notice!" said Luna, between peals of laughter.

Celestia's magic picked up a dab of cake from her withers and hovered it in front of her mouth. "The cake itself isn't... compromised, is it? Not laced with hot sauce or somehow enchanted?"

Dear sister," said Luna, throwing off her covers and rising to her hooves, "We know that you have no willpower when it comes to cake. We would not attempt to prank you by 'spiking' it with something distasteful. There would be no sport in it."

"I suppose," said Celestia. She tasted the morsel of cake, and it was indeed delicious and in no way contaminated. "Well, the day is young, sister. Plenty of opportunities for me to have my revenge."

The waiting room was indeed comfortable - and that, increasingly, was the problem. Chrysalis wasn't used to comfort, and it wasn't in her nature to wait around for others to act. And sitting in the middle of Celestia's castle, a place full of ponies to be deceived, how could she help but be restless?

But she knew that rash action could endanger her diplomatic mission. It could put herself and her children at risk. So she gave herself some rules to follow, as she assumed the form of the guard who had brought her here. She would not harm anypony, obviously. No sneaking into secured areas. Nothing that would suggest she was attempting espionage. She'd have loved to attempt espionage, actually, but her agents in the field had given her reason to believe that security at the castle's anti-changeling security measures had been strengthened since the royal wedding. Too risky.

For a while, Chrysalis simply roamed the halls, enjoying the salutes from lower-ranked guards than the one she was disguised as. She preferred deep, grovelling bows, but a crisp salute had its virtues as well. Her path took her upwards, toward the rooms she knew to be the bedchambers of the princesses. A peek inside would be fun - maybe too risky? Perhaps just risky enough.

She came to Luna's bedroom first, a door the same navy blue of her coat and inscribed with her cutie mark. It was unguarded, but Chrysalis let her magic probe for any spells that might bar her entry or set off an alarm. This venture might prove to be too risky after all, but she just had to try...

"Hmph!" said Luna, pridefully circling her bedroom. "Has she not learned? The princess of dreams possesses the 'home field advantage' in her bedchamber!" She looked up to the ceiling, at the spot between her bed and her balcony, where she'd levitated an enormous cake for almost an hour as she waited for her sister to try and get the drop on her. "It could not have gone better!" she said, walking to the spot where Celestia had landed on her balcony and retracing her sisters steps. "Exactly as planned, she landed right here... and so slowly and carefully, she stepped ever closer to her peacefully sleeping sister..."

She hovered a hoof over the spot where the cake had dropped on Celestia, a section of the floor still covered in white frosting and spongy cake. "And then, so confident in victory..." She brought her foot down on the floor -

And her hoof set off a magical trap that Celestia had cast on the floor when she had been wiping the cake off her body. The Bounce Trap was a spell custom-made for pranksters - it bounced the victim in the desired direction and gave them a temporary force field that was strong enough to protect them from the impact that would follow. Celestia had aimed the trap toward the door, planning to fling Luna towards the door to her bedchamber and - ideally - knock her into the hall when Celestia was there to see it.

But Celestia wasn't in the hall at the moment. Instead, Chrysalis was in the otherwise-empty corridor, facing the door as it burst open and Luna tumbled through it. Her mouth went wide in shock, just in time for Luna's backside to plunge straight into it. The shock made Chrysalis drop her disguise - not that there was anyone around to see it - and the force was enough to embed Luna's rump halfway down Chrysalis' throat.

'What is THIS?" demanded Luna, even as her body began to slide deeper, pulled in by the muscles of Chrysalis' throat. Chrysalis actually didn't use her throat to swallow food all that often, but her body was strong all over, and her throat muscles were no exception. Her long ebony throat expanded to several times its size, big enough to accommodate Luna's round rump and expanding even more to take in the tops of her legs. "Release me!" Luna protested, trying to wriggle free but unable to find any leverage.

Chrysalis, her mouth completely full, mumbled something that might have been an apology. She didn't exactly want to eat Princess Luna - or at very least, she didn't want to deal with the political consequences of having done so - but she couldn't actually stop herself at this point. Luna's forelegs were already inside her mouth, and the moon princess' struggles just tickled her tongue - unfortunately for Luna, they did nothing to free her from the changeling's gullet.

Luna, squirming and kicking to free herself, finally turned her head to see what was happening. "Queen Chrysalis?" she said in disbelief. "Was this your plan all along, villain?" Chrysalis mumbled a denial, but she had half a pony in her throat and her words were entirely unintelligible. Luna kicked her forelegs, trying to make contact with the ground, but Chrysalis held her neck high as she swallowed down more and more of the princess, and Luna's hooves had nothing to gain traction on.

"This attack will not go unanswered, villain!" shouted Luna. The princess closed her eyes in concentration, and a deep blue spark flared on the tip of her horn - but nothing more. Chrysalis, despite her worries about the consequences of eating an Equestrian diarch, chuckled. She knew what was happening - her body, like the throne back in her kingdom, possessed an antimagic field. It was only strong enough to affect things that were inside of her, however - or, in this case, halfway inside of her. Luna's forelegs were still kicking, and her mouth was still launching threats and protests, but her rump was already deep inside of Chrysalis - the changeling queen felt Luna's bottom hit her stomach, the weight of it making her moan. Chrysalis subsisted mostly on emotional energy, and she wasn't accustomed to the feeling of being physically full, but it was a good feeling. Her belly bulged with the shape of Luna's form, and she reached a foreleg up to caress her bloated tummy. She'd never eaten anything this big before - certainly nothing that was still alive and kicking - but she found she was enjoying it.

As her body went deeper, Luna's thrashing legs hit Chrysalis' lips. She wasn't going to go any further down until those legs stopped kicking, so Chrysalis took hold of them with her magic and tucked them against the princess' body. Luna's protests grew louder, but now that her body was more compact it slid easily into Chrysalis' engorged throat. As the shape of Luna's forelegs descended down Chrysalis' throat, the princess' protests grew angrier still. "THE MOON SHALL PUNISH THEE!" she shouted, and Chrysalis was amazed that no guards responded to the Royal Canterlot Voice echoing down the halls. Maybe there was a soundproofing spell at work?

"THY DREAMS SHALL BE HAUNTED BY OUR VENGEANCE!" yelled Luna, as her neck slipped down Chrysalis' throat. Most of her weight had settled in Chrysalis' belly now, and the changeling queen felt her knees starting to wobble under the weight. Her belly hung halfway to her knees now, more full than it had been in her entire life.

At long last, Luna's head disappeared down Chrysalis' throat. The queen almost fell to her knees when Luna's full weight settled in her stomach, making her bloated belly hang halfway to the ground. The shape of Luna still thrashed weakly inside her, but she was held too tightly by the queen's stomach to truly fight. The feeble kicks in her belly actually felt kind of good, almost like a massage. Queen Chrysalis felt her throat return to its normal size and put a hoof to the side of her mouth. She'd stretched her cheeks something fierce, getting her mouth around Luna, but at least it was over with now.

Or maybe not quite over. Chrysalis saw the door to Celestia's bedchamber begin to open, and she reflexively shapeshifted into the pony who had the most right to be where she was: Princess Luna. The disguise also served the purpose of concealing her bulging belly.

"Sister," said Celestia with a smirk, "Did I hear the sound of a Bounce Trap activating? And then an alicorn flying uncontrollably through the door of her bedroom?"

"Well done, sister," said Chrysalis, flawlessly mimicking Princess Luna's voice. She was reasonably sure she could imitate her archaic manner of speech as well, but talking to the pony who knew Luna best was still risky. Best to keep the conversation short. "If there are no further indignities in store, we will go and collect return to our daily sleep."

"Conceding Prank Day so early, Luna?" said Celestia. "Or are you simply preserving your strength for our meeting with Queen Chrysalis tomorrow?

...Well, this could be fun. "Just what do you think of the changeling queen, sister?"

Celestia sighed. "My opinion of her hasn't changed, Luna. Young Princess Twilight has made great strides in combating threats to Equestria with the power of friendship, and the queen would make a powerful ally..."

"But...?" prompted Chrysalis.

"But she attacked me in my home. She imprisoned Princess Cadance and used vile magic on the head of my Royal Guard. I'd prefer to have her as a statue in the Canterlot Gardens. Her presence in my castle is an insult, but I will bear it for the sake of my little ponies."

"Well," said Chrysalis, trying not to let her displeasure show, "You've certainly made your feelings more than clear, sister. I suppose I will be retiring to -"

"I intend to keep her on a short leash," said Celestia. "She is a tyrant who rules through fear, Luna, She is not the equal of you and me. If there is to be peace between us, she must first be brought to heel."

Now that was simply too much. Chrysalis' horn glowed green, and before Celestia could react, her back legs were lifted off the ground and her body was shoved forward. Chrysalis held her mouth open, dropping her disguise just in time to give Celestia a look at her. The sun princess' yelp of surprise was muffled as her head plunged into Chrysalis' throat, and once her horn was deep in the changeling queen's throat, her magic was likewise muffled.

Chrysalis surrounded Celestia's body with her magic, lifting up her body. Rather than holding her tight in the telekinetic aura, she left it a little loose, to give Celestia a little room to struggle. She'd enjoyed the feeling of Luna's struggles, and she wanted to duplicate the feeling with Celestia.

With her magic, she fed Celestia into her mouth, feeling her throat bulging again as Celestia's long neck slid past her tongue. Muffled shouts shook her body as Celestia's stridently protesting mouth went deeper into her gullet, and Chrysalis smiled as best she could.

She opened her mouth wider as she prepared to take in Celestia's barrel and forelegs. The strain wasn't so uncomfortable, now that she'd done it once before today. Eating ponies was starting to be fun, actually. Although... she was a little concerned about fitting both royal sisters in her belly at once. Her stomach, still weakly squirming, hung down almost to her knees, and she wasn't sure just how much space she had left.

But she'd already made her decision, no going back now. She pulled Celestia further in, feeling the top of the princess' forelegs slide past her lips. Her legs were kicking as best they could, but Chrysalis' magic was holding her firmly enough that she could offer no real resistance. The shape of her legs flowed over Chrysalis' tongue, and Chrysalis thought she tasted something sweet on Celestia's coat. Something like cake frosting? Surely it couldn't be Celestia's natural flavor.

Chrysalis felt Celestia's head hit her stomach, where she joined her sister. There was no light in Chrysalis' belly, but when Celestia's head bumped against Luna's, the two of them may well have guessed what was happening. All Chrysalis knew for sure is that their muffled voices and feeble struggles grew more desperate at that point. Her tummy buzzed with inaudible voices, and it squirmed with the shape of kicking limbs - but neither of them could fight hard enough to escape.

Celestia's wings, too, were struggling against Chrysalis' maw, but they were held in place just as securely as her limbs. As Celestia's torso sunk deeper, her spasming wings tickled the top of Chrysalis' mouth, then the top of her throat. As more and more of Celestia's mass settled in her stomach, Chrysalis felt a strain in her full, hanging belly. It felt good to be full - to have this squirming mass hopelessly swallowed up inside her body - but her tummy couldn't take too much more.

Doing her best to ignore the stretching in her belly, she pushed Celestia further in, tasting the remnants of frosting on the princess' flank. She ran her tongue along the side of Celestia's rump, teasing her cutie mark, and felt her back legs kick involuntarily. The princess' backside was enormous, but with a little extra magical force, Chrysalis managed to push it past her lips and down her throat.

Chrysalis let out a heavy, satisfied sigh as Celestia's body landed in her stomach. The two squirming princesses, together, gave Chrysalis a belly that nearly dragged on the floor, a gigantic round bulge whose surface flowed with the shape of wriggling limbs. "Aah," said Chrysalis, letting her mouth relax and her throat return to its normal width. "I'd better get the hell out of here."

"Please, your highness," said the guard pony, following behind Chrysalis as she made her way to the Castle's exit. "If there's anything I can do to convince you to stay... It would be our top priority to keep you comfortable until the Princesses can be found..."

"No need," said Chrysalis. A few minutes ago, she'd returned to her waiting room, rested her fat, squirming belly, and then summoned the guard to announce that she was leaving. At the moment, she was using her magic to hold her belly in, but it wasn't easy, even for one as powerful as the Changeling Queen. "Their inattention has taken up too much of my time today. Tell the princesses that I am willing to work with them in the future... but I am not pleased." Haughtily, she flipped her tail and strode through the castle gates. She knew her message would never reach the princesses, but she needed a plausible excuse for leaving in a rush.

Once she was outside the gates, she hastily trotted past the guards and found a dark cobblestone alleyway, away from onlookers. Groaning with relief, she released the magic that was holding in her belly, letting it fall nearly to the floor. Once again she felt the squirming of two powerful alicorn bodies, fighting in vain to escape from inside her. The Queen felt a burp rising in her throat, and she released it, surprising herself with the length and volume. She smiled, and sighed happily. Subsisting on love was fine, but eating ponies was fun. Such a powerful feeling, when they slid down her throat... and such a wonderful sense of fullness when it was done. Chrysalis wanted to feel this way for a long time... and she expected she would, since the two princesses in her belly weren't going anywhere anytime soon.

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Alternate Ending: Luna

"Conceding Prank Day so early, Luna?" said Celestia. "Or are you simply preserving your strength for our meeting with Queen Chrysalis tomorrow?”

“Yes, we had best preserve our strength,” said Chrysalis. “Queen Chrysalis is a formidable presence. We would do well to be properly rested for the negotiations.”

Celestia sighed. “Perhaps we should have postponed Prank Day. I believe we are more than prepared for the meeting, but I do not blame you for being anxious. Get your rest, dear sister, and I will go about the day’s business.”

“Er, yes,” said Chrysalis. “Farewell for now… dear sister.” While her powers of disguise were unparalleled, she still had trouble responding to genuine displays of affection, sisterly or otherwise. That was one reason it had been necessary to dominate Shining Armor’s mind, back when she was trying to seize Canterlot: she simply couldn’t play the part of a loving fiancée for long. Without the aid of mind control, he’d never have been fooled.

Chrysalis trotted into Luna’s bedchamber, closed the door behind her, and rolled onto the bed, letting her disguise drop. She bounced softly on the bed, rubbing her groaning, squirming tummy. It was so tight, almost painful, but immensely satisfying to have a fully-grown pony - an alicorn, at that! - in her belly, still struggling.

After a moment’s rest - just long enough that she was fairly sure Celestia would no longer be nearby - Chrysalis disguised herself as Luna, rolled off the bed and walked into the hallway. No guards in either direction, no prying eyes. With a flash of green flame, she took the form of a guard again. Luna could go anywhere she wanted, which was always a nice advantage in a disguise, but she was too high-profile. Her movements would be noted. If nothing else, the castle staff would try and get “Luna” to take her meeting with Chrysalis, and that was a comedy of errors that she had no intention of instigating.

As a guard, she made her way back to the waiting room without incident. It seemed that her absence hadn't been noted. That was comforting, although - now that she thought about it - she actually hadn't been gone all that long. Consuming a princess, a ruler of Equestria with power over the moon and the world of dreams, had taken less than a half hour.

Chrysalis reclined on the cushions set out in the waiting room and let her disguise drop. With her body undisguised, her belly hung out in the open, drooping down to her knees and groaning with fullness. But the soft cushions underneath her provided a fine resting place for a bulging tummy.

Chrysalis reached back with her forelegs and caressed her belly, running her hooves over the shimmering black surface. She'd never seen herself like this before, and the sight of her body fascinated her. Occasionally she'd eaten a large meal in order to play a part, and ended up with a slightly swollen tummy. But mostly she subsisted on love, which never made her body swell, even when she forged herself.

There was something sensual about being full, she realized. This groaning, swollen belly was a pleasure of the flesh that she'd never known until now. And it was all the more exciting thanks to the living, squirming passenger inside her. Princess Luna was sealed in darkness, tightly held within her captor’s body, still struggling to escape.

“I'm impressed with your stamina,” said Chrysalis, giving her belly a soft pat. “I've had ponies inside me before, Luna… although never quite like this… and they haven't lasted half as long as you.” She ran her forelegs all along her belly, feeling the bumpy, writhing curve of her swollen stomach. “I'll bet you could go all night, turning and churning inside me like this…”

Her horn glowed, grabbing some water from the fountain in the room and levitating it into midair. Her magic shaped the water into a tall, flat oval, which became a perfect mirror. Creating a mirror was a useful spell for changelings, to ensure that their disguises were convincing. Chrysalis’ disguises were flawless, of course, but she still knew the spell by heart.

She stared into the mirror with a growing, toothy smile, admiring her bulging belly. “You know, Luna,” she said, giving her tummy another affectionate stroke, “I think I look even more beautiful like this. More… regal. I suppose that's only natural, now that I think of it. I was just a queen, but now I'm a queen with princess inside of her!” She laughed, but Luna didn't seem to find the joke funny - or, more likely, she could hear anything that was happening outside of Chrysalis’ stomach.

“I might make a habit of this, princess,” said Chrysalis, rolling her body to watch the light reflect off her belly’s shimmering surface. “I may have my drones kidnap a pony every now and then, just so their queen can always have a big, lovely belly, squirming with life.”

“Mmh, I shouldn't just lie around and praise my own beauty,” Chrysalis said, shifting her back legs. “I'm getting myself all worked up.” Warm, musky fluid dropped from her bright green pussy, flowing onto the fine cushions of the waiting room. “I suppose I may as well indulge myself.”

Most of the time, Chrysalis’ forelegs could reach her marehood with ease. But now Luna was in the way, putting a huge, writhing lump between Chrysalis’ limbs and her cunt. But magic could reach anywhere, and while masturbation spells lacked the simple charms of a sensual hoof, they were powerful and versatile.

The green glow of Chrysalis’ magic flared to life over her glistening lips, becoming a sphere that settled at the mouth of her pussy and began to rotate, rolling against her pussy lips and sending tiny flickers of force against her clit.

“Oh, Luna, Luna, it’s so good to have you inside me,” she moaned. “Your struggles are so strong, so defiant, and yet so futile.” She moved her magic deeper inside herself, letting the spell probe for sensitive spots. Groaning, trying to keep her breaths even, she clenched herself around the spell, tightly embracing the orb with the muscles of her cunt. The spell responded, growing in speed and power, thrumming against her clit with greater force.

“This is what it means to rule,” groaned Chrysalis, running her forelegs along the smooth, shimmering black surface of her belly. “You understood that, princess Luna, when you became Nightmare Moon. And now that you're powerless, now that you're mine, it's time I reminded you. Subjugating ponies, subjugating other rulers, conquering them utterly… that it what makes a Queen.”

Chrysalis was finding it harder to speak as her pussy throbbed and her body tended with oncoming climax. The tightness and fullness in her belly wasn't just enjoyable on its own, it was also putting pressure on her pussy, speeding it towards orgasm.

“I… swallowed you, princess,” groaned Chrysalis. “And I'll swallow anyone else I want to. Someday I'll return and swallow your sister… then little Twilight Sparkle… then Cadance and her handsome husband…” she bit her lip, trying to hold back her cries as she approached the peak of pleasure.

“I'll fill my belly with everyone who could possibly stand against me… feel them struggle inside me as I pleasure myself… and then… conquer Equestria!”

The thought of herself on the throne of Equestria was too much - she came, her body rocking with spasms as her pussy throbbed again and again, sending violent tremors of ecstasy through her limbs and squirting its juices over the fine red cushions.

Panting, Chrysalis rolled over and caressed her belly once again. Luna's struggles were weaker now, but she was still in there, still fighting. “Thank you, princess,” said the changeling. “I have you to thank for an wonderfully fulfilling solo session.”

There was a knock at the door, and Chrysalis hastily threw a disguise over herself. This disguise was a simple one: she merely needed to look like herself, but without the giant belly.

Thus disguised, she answered the door, finding Celestia flanked by guards. “Queen Chrysalis,” said Celestia, “let me apologize for the wait. I believe my staff informed you of the miscommunication, and I take full responsibility for it. I am prepared to meet with you now.”

“Just you?” asked Chrysalis innocently, trying to keep a smile off her face. “Where is your sister?”

“She has gone off on business of her own, it seems. Like me, she believed her schedule to be clear today.”

“I suppose it's an understandable mistake,” said Chrysalis, lifting a leg to caress her squirming, unseen belly. “Well, who wants to spend the day in a meeting room anyway? Wherever she is now, I'm sure it's much more pleasant.”

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Alternate Ending: Celestia

“Sister?” called Celestia, standing outside the door of Luna’s bedchamber. “As long as you will be spending the day awake, would you care to join me in a midday repast? I make no promise as to the presence or absence of pranks, but... what is life without risk, sister dear?”

There was no answer. Wary of potential pranks, she put her ear to the door and faintly detected the sound of rushing water. “The shower!” said Celestia, putting her hoof to her forehead. “I should have pranked the shower! Well, live and learn…”

She pushed the door open cautiously and stepped into the empty bedroom, eyeing the closed bathroom door on the far wall. “Perhaps I could still surprise her somehow… maybe cast a spell on the door? Hmm, but what spell to use…” she trotted thoughtfully across the room, focusing her mind on the question at hand.

In fact, she may have focused too closely on the question, because in doing so she forgot about something she should have been very aware of. The invisible, magical trap she had laid on the floor of Luna’s bedchamber was directly in her path, and she trod upon it unwittingly.

The trap sprung, flinging her back through the door and into the hallway. And that wouldn't have been so bad, if Chrysalis had not happened to be walking by Luna’s bedchamber at just that moment. If Celestia had been launched into an empty hallway, she could have dusted herself off, her embarrassing mistake witnessed by no one. She might even have had time to set another trap for Luna.

But Chrysalis was there, and as the doors to Luna’s bedchamber burst open, her jaw dropped in shock. And her open mouth she as set at just the right angle that Celestia’s horn sailed right down her throat, lodging the sun princess’ head in the changeling queen’s mouth.

Chrysalis staggered back in surprise and confusion, and her throat reflexively pulled Celestia inward, drawing the princess’ head deeper. At this point, Chrysalis regained enough presence of mind to see what was in front of her: the struggling body of Princess Celestia herself.

Chrysalis watched Celestia’s hooves scrabbling on the marble floor, struggling to find purchase. Reflexive muscles pulled the princess deeper, lifting her forehooves off the ground as Chrysalis swallowed her up to her withers. The changeling queen felt a moment’s annoyance at the situation; swallowing Princess Celestia, while a strangely exciting prospect, had not been part of her plan for this visit. She would have to incorporate this into her long-term agenda.

But there was no going back now. The throat muscles of a changeling were rarely used but surprisingly strong, and she could not have freed the princess if she'd tried. Although - the deeper Celestia went, the less she wanted to release her. The bulging in her throat was agonizing, but there was something sensual about being filled in this way.

Chrysalis moaned, stretching her neck to try and loosen up her throat. The thickest part of Celestia’s body was making its way into her mouth, her legs forced back against her chest as her upper thighs were pulled past Chrysalis’ lips. The changeling’s legs quivered, and she lowered herself to her knees, muffled moans escaping her throat as she gulped down Celestia's body inch by inch.

There was a twinge of sensation between her back legs, and Chrysalis felt moisture gathering on her bright green pussy lips. I can't believe this is making me horny, she thought. The thought of swallowing an alicorn never even occurred to me, and yet… Celestia is inside me, powerless to escape, and being pulled deeper… my body is exerting its superiority over hers, enveloping it, absorbing it.

She lowered her back legs to the ground until her wet lips touched the floor. The hallway was all glistening marble, polished and cleaned each morning, and the floor was smooth and - at first - shockingly cold on her exposed marehood.

As she felt Celestia’s folded wings hit the back of her throat, she moved her hips slowly back and forth against the white marble floor, smearing it with her glistening fluids. It wasn't the most effective method of self-pleasure, but she had to do something. The heat in her cunt was rising with every helpless squirm of Celestia’s forelegs, and she would go mad if her pussy wasn't satisfied.

Chrysalis felt her belly start to bulge as Celestia settled in her stomach. Her forelegs had been kicking and thrashing when they were still out in the open, but now she was bound up tight by the walls of Chrysalis’ stomach and she could do nothing but squirm. Chrysalis moaned, a blush rising on her onyx-black cheeks as Celestia’s head and hooves fought uselessly against her.

And then, with her mouth stretched over the back end of Celestia's barrel, Chrysalis tasted something sweet and surprising. Not the lingering flavor of cake frosting, still clinging to the princess' fur - this taste was stronger, muskier, strong and feminine. Chrysalis hadn't given it any thought, but now she realized it was obvious. Of course Celestia's cunt would pass over her tongue as she swallowed the princess’ body.

While she'd never considered swallowing her enemy before, eating her pussy had figured into Chrysalis’ fantasies. She'd pictured a dungeon cell just for Celestia, where she would chain up the princess and take her to new heights of pain and pleasure. The changeling queen had more than once brought herself to climax with such thoughts, and now she realized that her current situation was strikingly similar. Celestia wasn't chained up, but she was helpless and struggling. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

And as Chrysalis’ tongue snaked out to part Celestia’s marehood, it was met with another exciting surprise. The sun princess’ cunt was dripping wet, overflowing with juices and faintly clenching, begging to be touched. Celestia was disoriented, desperate to escape - but apparently being swallowed was turning her on. As fearful as she was, her pussy betrayed deeper, more sensual feelings.

Chrysalis did what she could to slow down the swallowing process. Her throat muscles still wanted to pull the princess deeper, but Chrysalis needed to keep her in place - at least until she could make Celestia cum. She sank her nimble tongue deep into the princess’ folds, drinking up her juices and flicking wildly inside her. Chrysalis watched Celestia's back legs kick - not in panic, but in arousal.

Chrysalis flicked the tip of her forked tongue over the sensitive nub of Celestia’s pussy, and her hooves clacked against the marble floor as her back legs twitched violently. Inside the queen’s belly, Celestia's forelegs twitched almost as hard - but they were sealed tight in Chrysalis’ stomach, reducing their movement to spirited squirming that only excited Chrysalis more.

Still rolling her hips against the marble floor, Chrysalis leaked more juices from her pulsing green cunt, producing a growing puddle under her thighs. Humping the floor, by itself, would not have been enough to get her off - but the taste of Celestia’s royal cunt and the writhing fullness in her stomach was getting Chrysalis very close. And Celestia was coming right along with her - the muscles of her pussy were constricting around the changeling’s snakelike tongue, and quick, sharp breaths were rising and falling in her chest

Chrysalis decided to finish Celestia off. She positioned the forked tip of her tongue over Celestia’s clit and flicked it rapidly back and forth, whipping the slick muscle over the sensitive little nub. It was a maneuver she'd used frequently to pleasure female lovers while in disguise; if any of them noticed that their partner had an unusually shaped tongue, they were too busy cumming their brains out to say anything about it.

And Celestia was no different. Her back half seized up, her legs straightening as her pussy clenched, and then her marehood throbbed again with an earth-shattering climax. Chrysalis could feel Celestia’s cries resounding in her belly, shaking her body from within - and that was more than Chrysalis could take. She came, her thrumming cunt spilling more and more pussy juice over the pristine marble floors.

Chrysalis’ conscious mind was submerged in the tidal wave of her climax, and her body resumed the task of swallowing its meal. Celestia, still cumming, slid further down into Chrysalis’ throat, her dripping cunt sliding past Chrysalis’ tongue and giving her one last taste. Her rump, the widest part of her, forced Chrysalis to relax her jaw even further - but the changeling queen barely noticed. She just felt one final convulsion of her cunt as she felt Celestia's back legs slide into her.

Chrysalis rose on unsteady legs as her climax ran its course. The orgasm had left her weak-kneed, and on top of that she was now carrying around a massively bulging belly, a huge writhing lump with the full weight of an alicorn inside it. Chrysalis reached up a forehoof to massage her strained jaw, marveling at what she'd just accomplished. “Unbelievable,” she whispered. “I always knew I'd conquer you, Celestia, but I didn't think it'd be today. And I couldn't have guessed it would feel this good.”

Chrysalis jumped as she heard a voice from within Luna’s bedroom. “Oh sister!” the princess called out, “We were pleasantly surprised to find our shower free of traps… we trust you are not hiding nearby?”

Chrysalis backed away from the door to Luna’s room. She didn't want to risk an encounter; she wasn't sure she could fight effectively in this state, should Luna discover what she'd done. Hastily, she pushed through Celestia’s bedroom door and ran to the balcony, casting an illusion over herself to appear as an unassuming pegasus. She leapt off the edge, barely making it over the railing with her added weight and the low-hanging belly beneath her.

Chrysalis drifted to ground level without attracting any unwanted attention, and trotted towards the edge of the city with a casual air. She noticed suspicious eyes turning in her direction, and nearly panicked - had she not disguised herself properly? She wasn't prone to mistakes…

She looked down at the generic, cream-colored body she'd given herself, and spotted her mistake. She still had a belly down to her knees, softly squirming with the motions of the sun princess. Raising her head, she walked on proudly. Let the ponies stare, let them talk. They'd never guess what she had within her.

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Alternate Ending: Futa (No Vore)

After a fierce internal debate, Chrysalis decided against wandering the halls of the castle. The day’s negotiations were simply too vital to the future of the changelings; there was much to be gained or lost, and getting off on the wrong hoof could be costly.

But minutes of waiting stretched into an hour, and indignation began to boil over inside her. Was this simply a power play, she wondered. A tactic to make her feel unimportant? She felt more sure of it every moment, and when the door opened suddenly, she whipped her head in its direction, bellowing “What?!”

The peach-colored maid on the other side of the door ducked and cowered behind the cart she had been wheeling over. “I… I…” she squeaked, with her hooves over her head.

Chrysalis sighed. The sight of a cowering underling was comforting, familiar. Even if it was someone else’s underling, intimidating the weak still reminded her that the world was still in its proper order. “Rise and speak,” she commanded, with more boredom in her voice than anger.

The maid summoned her courage, rose to her full height, and spoke. “The princesses have been found,” she said. “They require only a few minutes to prepare, and they will be with you shortly. In the meantime… the kitchens have provided a selection of fresh pastries for your enjoyment. Please, help yourself. I… I will leave the cart with you, and… is there anything I can do for you before the princesses arrive?”

“No,” said Chrysalis, using her magic to jerk the cart into the waiting room and slam the door in the maid’s face. She perused the selection of fine baked goods, nostrils flaring as she breathed in the mingling scents of fresh sweet bread and tangy fruits. When she arranged the meeting with the princesses, Celestia's assistant had asked if she had any preferred foods, and Chrysalis had, without much thought, mentioned pastries. But as ambivalent as she was about pony food, she had to admit that the spread in front of her looked and smelled delectable.

She floated a raspberry tart to her mouth and swallowed it in one bite, moaning sensually as the taste filled her mouth. If I had her kitchen staff, she thought, my flanks would be as thick as Celestia's!

And then an idea struck her. Celestia was known to have an appetite for sweets. Perhaps Chrysalis could provide her with a little… temptation.

Her horn flared green, and jade fire enveloped the loaded dessert tray. The spell Chrysalis cast was a powerful pheremonal enchantment, designed to inflame the sexual passions of anyone it affected. If the princesses fell under her spell, they would become helplessly horny… willing to do anything for satisfaction.

And soon after the spell finished, a knock at the door announced the arrival of the princesses. Chrysalis answered the door and sternly met the eyes of the princesses.

“Queen Chrysalis,” said Celestia, “we apologize for the wait. There will be no further delays. Come with us to the conference room, and our meeting may began.”

“Finally,” said Chrysalis. “Do you mind if I bring the dessert cart along? I've barely made a dent in it, and I'm sure we would all enjoy a snack.”

“Certainly,” said Luna, eyeing the pastries on offer.

Chrysalis magically took hold of the dessert cart and wheeled it alongside her as she followed the princesses into the hallway. “Lemon tart?” said the changeling, levitating a pastry up to each princess’ face. “I find I prefer the raspberry, and I know you wouldn't want the hard work of your servants to go to waste.”

“Well,” said Celestia, “as long as you're offering…” she took the tart in her own magical aura and ate it in two bites. Luna followed suit, and Chrysalis tried to hide her smirk as she saw the pheromone enchantment take effect. The sisters’ faces flushed, and their hips began to sway sensually, putting their thick rumps on full display.

“Help yourself, princesses,” said Chrysalis. “I'm quite full already; I won't be offended if you finish the whole platter.”

The enchantment had sparked their appetites, and while neither princess realized what was happening to them, they knew they wanted more. Once Chrysalis gave them her permission, they abandoned all pretense of restraint, grabbing and devouring the platter piece by piece as they trotted down the hall. By the time the rulers arrived at the conference room, the cart was bare aside from a few crumbs.

“Queen Chrysalis,” said Luna, her breaths hot and heavy, “please, take a seat…” Chrysalis entered the meeting room ahead of the princesses, and when she turned around, she caught both of them staring at her rump, practically drooling over it. The changeling’s ass was scrawny compared to theirs, but both Celestia and Luna were totally arrested by the sight of it.

“So,” said Chrysalis, “What shall we talk about first?” She took a seat at her end of the table, reclining against fine red cushions. She chose not to sit in the typical pony style; rather, she dangled her back legs over the seat’s edge, facing her body forward. Then she parted her legs, exposing the glistening green lips of her pussy. Under normal circumstances, this would have been terribly disrespectful; even in a society where nudity was commonplace, there were norms about pointing one’s genitals at someone. But Celestia and Luna found themselves staring at Chrysalis’ cunt - not in shock, but in fascination. Their minds had grown foggy, unable to hold any thought besides sex for long.

“Queen Chrysalis,” said Celestia, “May I say you are looking just… beautiful. It’s… an honor to be in your presence…”

“Yes,” said Luna. “We should have met like this long ago, there is much to be gained from… from, uh…”

“Are you two staring at my pussy?” Chrysalis said - then smirked as she saw the shock in the princesses’ eyes. They babbled for a moment, trying to deny it, but Chrysalis waved them off. “Don’t worry about it,” she said. “There’s no reason why this meeting should be unpleasant. If you girls are so interested in me, then perhaps we can find some common ground… and blow off a little steam.”

Chrysalis could see each princess trying to convince herself that what she was proposing was improper, even dangerous, but they had gorged themselves on enchanted cakes and were far too horny to resist. They nodded, unabashedly turning their gaze back to Chrysalis’ cunt.

“And since there’s two of you,” said Chrysalis, “maybe I should give you a little more to play with.” She cast a spell on her pussy, and her clit started to rise up, growing longer and thicker. Veins bulged on its bright green surface, and its tip became wide and flared. It was a cock, already stiff and standing eight inches tall.

The princesses licked their lips, eyes growing wide as gazing admiringly at the changeling’s penis. “You like?” asked Chrysalis. “Or maybe it would be better if it was a little bigger… what do you think, ladies?”

The princesses nodded dumbly. Chrysalis could see their cunt juice dripping down their thighs; they were totally hers now. Of course they wanted more. They wanted the biggest, thickest, longest cock Chrysalis could give them. Their pussies were starving for dick. Chrysalis once again focused her magic on her cock, and it rose up, gaining inches, bulging, becoming thicker and meatier. The princesses stepped closer, bringing their hungry eyes nearer and nearer to her shaft. Twelve inches was a nice size to work with, so she stopped there - and gasped in surprise and delight as Celestia and Luna converged on her cock, opening their mouths to tongue-bathe the changeling queen’s shaft.

“Ooh,” Chrysalis purred, rolling her head back as the princesses’ slick tongues caressed her shaft. “Now I’m not so mad about having to wait for you two. I didn’t know I was meeting with a couple of mindless, horny sluts… But you still have to make up for making me wait.” She reached her forehoof down, ruffling Celestia’s mane, then Luna’s. “Do you want to do that, you shameless sluts? Do you want to make Queen Chrysalis happy?”

The princesses, without interrupting their worship of Chrysalis’ cock, moaned their affirmations. Yes, they wanted to please her, they would do anything for her.

“Good,” said Chrysalis. “Luna, I want your tongue in my pussy. Celestia, keep working on my cock. Whichever of you does the best job is going to get penetrated. Show much how much you want it, sluts.”

That got them motivated. Celestia, who now had Chrysalis’ cock all to herself, moved her mouth to the flared tip and started sucking, flicking her tongue across the slit, groaning with pleasure after each taste of the queen’s precum. Luna dropped her head to Chrysalis’ pussy and went in snout-first, licking up pussy juice like she was dying of thirst. “Oh, girls,” moaned Chrysalis, “keep this up and I’m sure we can come to some kind of - mmph - diplomatic arrangement. Something where Equestria is grovelingly subservient to my kingdom. Wagons full of tribute rolling into my territory daily. Changelings roaming the streets of Canterlot, draining the love from whoever they choose.” She paused. “If any of this sounds disagreeable, now is the time to tell.me. Just… lift your head from my crotch and raise your objection.”

If there was even a moment’s hesitation from either princess, a fraction of a second where they managed to think about anything but their hunger for Chrysalis’ dripping cunt and throbbing cock… the changeling queen didn’t notice it. Celestia bobbed her head up and down, sucking mindlessly, and Luna still had her nose buried in Chrysalis’s snatch, her tongue going wild, licking furiously at Chrysalis’ walls. If she let this go on much longer, Chrysalis realized, she would blow her load there and then; she could already feel her pussh clenching, and tightness as the base of her cock.

“All right, I’ve decided,” said Chrysalis, using her hooves to push the princesses off her. “Celestia, you did well. Your princess pussy is getting fucked.” Celestia practically melted, dropping the to floor and rolling over to expose her marehood. “Luna,” continued Chrysalis, “you’re still on pussy duty. You may still earn a fucking, one day…”

Chrysalis stood from her chair, looming over Celestia. The sun princess had already made herself ready for her queen, lying flat on her back - wings spread, legs folded, pussy dripping with arousal. It was the hottest thing Chrysalis had ever seen; it was all she could do not blow her load all over Celestia then and there. “Are you ready to get fucked?” she asked.

“Yes,” gasped Celestia. “Please don’t make me wait, I’m so horny, I’m so ready for you, please, I need your cock…”

“Oh, all right,” said Chrysalis. “Since you’re begging and all…” She lowered herself onto Celestia, parting her marehood with the thick, flared head of her cock. Celestia whimpered, squirming, her mind consumed with bliss at the changeling queen’s touch. “Luna,” said Chrysalis, “I want that tongue in my cunt. I’ll be giving you a moving target, but I won’t tolerate failure.” She dipped her hips, sinking her cock deeper into Celestia’s pussy, and stuck out her ass so that her pussy was pointed in Luna’s direction.

Luna got herself into position, digging her snout into Chrysalis’ marehood and lapping hungrily at her depths. Chrysalis began to pump her hips, going hilt-deep into Celestia. Chrysalis was doing her best to stay in control, but she couldn’t help but moan as she felt the silken folds of the princess’ pussy embrace her shaft. Having a cock was nothing new for the changeling queen; she was a shapeshifter, after all, and she had occasion to disguise herself as a stallion from time to time. And when she had a cock, she enjoyed using it - but she’d never found herself in a pussy so heavenly as Celestia’s. “Oh, princess,” she moaned, pumping her hips faster, “I have got to lock down this good pussy of yours. Does that sound good? If I came over and fucked you all the time?”

“Yes,” cried Celestia, her face flushed and sweating. “Yes, I need it. I need your cock, my queen, I’ll die if I can’t have you...”

“Mmm,” moaned Chrysalis, pleased by the princess’ devotion. “Of course you’ll have to make concessions if you want me to fuck you again...You’re going to give me… everything I want... “ She felt climax coming on, tension rising in her cock and her pussy. Luna was doing a good job of keeping up with the motion of Chrysalis’ hips, lapping at her pussy as the changeling queen railed her sister.

“So, Celestia…” grunted Chrysalis. “You want it on your chest? You face? Or do you want every drop of my royal load deep in your slutty little pussy?”

“M-my pussy,” squeaked Celestia, barely able to speak as her marehood clenched around Chrysalis’ shaft. “Please cum inside me, I need you to…”

Chrysalis abruptly pulled out, sensing an opportunity. Ever the schemer, Chrysalis had prepared a document in advance of this meeting, one that resembled her best-case scenario. An enchanted parchment that could transfer magical power from one pony to another, with a brief contract scribed on it.

“Just one thing before I cum inside you, Celestia,“ said Chrysalis, making the contract and a quill appear in a flash of green fire. “I’ll need your signature on this document. Simply sign over all your magic, and your claim to the kingdom… and your queen will cum in your tight royal cunt.” Turning back to Luna, she said, “I’ll need the same from you. If you want a chance of getting your pussy fucked by thick, regal changeling cock, you’ll sign your name below your sister’s.”

The princesses couldn’t sign fast enough. They took the quill in their magical auras, one after another, and signed their names in shaky script. The contract glowed a sinister red, and Chrysalis felt immeasurable power flowing into her. Her head swam - and her cock surged. She plunged herself back into Celestia’s pussy, pumping her hips at blinding speed, ready to cum.

And Chrysalis came, shooting a load of thick changeling cream inside Celestia’s pussy. The sun princess, feeling the warmth of Chrysalis’ load hitting her cervix, came along with her. Her pussy clamped down hard on her queen’s cock, lovingly milking it as the powerful green shaft eagerly supplied her with more and more cum. Chrysalis’ pussy joined her cock in orgasm, drenching Luna’s snout with the queen’s musky juices - which she lapped up eagerly.

Chrysalis collapsed onto Celestia, going limp as her cock drained into the princess’ hungry cunt. Warm yellow sunlight and cool blue moonlight flared off her horn, beacons that signaled her absolute triumph over the princesses of Equestria. The princesses were hers now, whether or not they stayed under the power of her pheromones… but Chrysalis decided that she would keep them like this. Now that she had all their magic, all they had were their beautiful alicorn bodies… and those bodies would best serve their queen as submissive, cock-hungry sluts.

Author's Note

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