"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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