Polyamory

Chrysalis was back in Canterlot castle. It felt wrong to enter as an invited guest, yet here she was. Chrysalis even had an armed escort to ‘ensure her safety’, though the actual reason was no doubt to ensure everypony else’s. She might be the fiancée of some of the highest-ranking ponies in Equestria, but they still feared her. It was heart-warming to know.

“If you don’t mind me asking,” asked one of her escorts, Stainless Iron, “Where are we going, Princess?”

Chrysalis cringed, “Queen. And we’re going to ‘Princess’ Luna’s bedroom.”

“Well, with due respect,” said a second guard, a mare named Silver Lance. “In Equestria you must be married before you are called Qu-“ She cut herself short when Chrysalis glared.

“Look, underling,” Chrysalis said, “Do not call me by the same title as THEM. You can call me ANYTHING else.”

“Of course, um… Chryssie?” Silver stammered.

“Eh, I’ll take it,” grunted Chrysalis.

No matter. They arrived at Luna’s door.

“Stay here,” Chrysalis ordered, “Time to pay Moon Butt a visit.”

“Uh, well,” said Stainless, “Princess Luna is asleep at this hour.”

“Why do you think I chose now to sneak into her bedroom?” asked Chrysalis. “Unlock the door like a good minion. Now.”

Silver reached to knock on the door, but Chrysalis grasped her hoof with her magic to stop her.

“I did not say knock, I said unlock,” Chrysalis reiterated.

“Pri- Chrysalis,” Stainless said, “Please understand that we can’t let you go into her room alone with her unawares and defenseless.”

“Fine!” Chrysalis growled, “I’ll cast an invisibility spell on you. Then you come in with me, but be QUIET. Deal?”

“I can’t without knocking, I’m sorry,” Silver said, wilting as if she expected Chrysalis to strike her.

“Fine, show me your mane,” Chrysalis demanded.

“My what?” Silver asked at the seemingly random request.

“Show. Me. Your. Mane,” Chrysalis repeated, “Are all pony soldiers this bad at following orders? If you were one of mine, I’d have you… well I’d just give you a motherly scolding, but that’s not the point. Do as I say.”

Silver looked confused, but saw no problem with it, so took off her helmet and whipped her mane to rid herself of her helmet-mane hairstyle.

“Thank you,” Chrysalis smirked. Her mane was nice, but that wasn’t what she wanted.

Chrysalis couldn’t take a guard’s enchanted helmet off herself, but now it was off by Silver’s hoof. Chrysalis grabbed it in her magic and placed it upon her own head. Sure enough, the bypass enchantment on the helmet granted partial immunity to the magical defenses of the castle.

The guards had time to take defensive stances before Chrysalis struck, but that was it. Her horn glowed, casting an area-of-effect paralysis spell. The two guards she could see fell over in an amusing, noodle-like fashion, as did the four invisible guards that had been following her in secret. Ponies were so predictable.

Chrysalis hummed to herself as she tugged the visible guards to the edge of the hallway where they wouldn’t trip anyone and give away their presence. She took the key from Silver before casting an invisibility spell on the two.

She strolled up the hall to find any other invisible guards that had become tripping hazards. Once she pushed them aside, she unlocked the door and trotted inside.

It was a nice stroke of ego to outwit Equestria’s best-laid defenses, even if only for the sake of a prank-fuck. Once inside, she shifted into Celestia’s form, though with something nestled between her thighs that Celestia didn’t have. She tugged the helmet off to set it beside the door after closing it.

Luna lay upon her back in bed, unreasonably adorable in her little Moon night cap and pajamas. Chrysalis didn’t know why a nudist species wore pajamas to sleep; it was another one of many reasons that ponies made no sense.

Other than that, Luna looked creepy. Despite being asleep, her eyes were wide and glowing, her horn was lit up, and her muzzle was moving as if on automatic chant while she hopped from one dream to another. Tendrils of energy shimmered from her horn and waved about, connected to who-knows-what.

Chrysalis slid the cover from Luna, licking her lips as she looked over Luna’s form. She was lithe, but not skinny like a regular unicorn. The earth pony component of Luna’s species ensured that she sported a toned, muscular build. Chrysalis crawled into bed next to her and slid a hoof down her side, feeling the way from her athletic chest to her firm, but plump, behind. Her body was every bit as perfect as Celestia’s, which Chrysalis regretted not molesting when she had the opportunity during her first invasion. Molesting Luna as Celestia would more than make up for the tragic loss of fun.

Luna moved a hoof and placed it against Chrysalis’ muzzle as if to say, ‘One moment while I finish this’. Chrysalis waited with patience, aside from licking the hoof and twirling her tongue around it. She watched as the magical strands from Luna’s horn flicked out one at a time and wondered how many dreams the night walker was in simultaneously. That was some mind; it was going to make Chrysalis so wet if she could manage to outwit it.

Chrysalis wasn’t sure how well she could pull off Celestia in this environment. She knew how they treated each other in public, but how did they act when alone together? Ponies had weird hang-ups about incest, so she wasn’t sure how reluctant to be; she’d have to wing it.

“Sister,” Luna said a few minutes later, keeping her hoof against Chrysalis’ muzzle, “It is unlike you to come to my chambers at such a time.”

“I’m… more repressed than usual today,” Chrysalis smirked, trying to mimic Celestia’s best troll face, “And I was considering… your advice.” A shot in the dark, but given their interactions at the diplomatic summit, Chrysalis figured that Luna had given Celestia ‘good advice’ related to the events.

“And what advice is that, dear sister?” Luna smiled and kept her hoof where Chrysalis could continue to lap at it.

Damn. Ponies typically drew their own conclusions after such a statement, but Luna was brighter than the average idiot. She’d know that Chrysalis was about, and Chrysalis could sense her caution. Chrysalis needed to use something possible, but that wouldn’t be an obvious thing for Chrysalis to know. She’d have to chance a more exact guess.

“Regarding Twilight,” Celestia smiled. “And the… changes.”

“Ah, certainly. Our plan to ascend her to alicorn-hood,” Luna nodded, pulling her hoof back, and looking disappointed. Her tone relaxed, “I assumed you were Chrysalis. At any rate, I still believe the danger of damaging the space-time continuum with Starswirl’s spell is minimal. Additionally, though I had my doubts, I am now as confident as you that her soul will survive the destruction of her body so that it may be placed in an upgraded form.”

Wait, what?

“You could have just said you were onto me,” Chrysalis huffed, “You didn’t have to spout nonsense.”

“You are… not my sister?” Luna blinked, the official tone returning as she grew nervous again. “I mean… obviously you are not my dear sibling! I was entirely aware that you were, in actuality, my benefited friend, arch-nemesis, and fiancée.”

“Wait, you were serious?” Chrysalis stared.

“Of course not!” proclaimed Luna, though she couldn’t have sounded more suspicious if she tried, “I was engaged in absurdity, as you have surmised.”

Chrysalis narrowed her eyes and Luna stared back. Luna was visibly sweating.

“May I assume that your armed escort has been neither harmed nor replaced?” Luna changed the subject, but it was a valid question.

“Neither,” chuckled Chrysalis, “They’re fine, if stressed out. They’re paralyzed out in the hallway, likely terrified of what vile things I’m doing to you.”

“Might you divulge how you successfully cast such a spell and altered your form while within the bounds of our security?” Luna’s tone grew serious.

They’d put a great deal of effort into changeling defenses after Chrysalis’ initial invasion. They even had a changeling detection system… which didn’t work, having been ‘designed’ by one of Chrysalis’ changeling spies.

“Your barriers are nothing to the Queen of the Hive,” Chrysalis lied, “But don’t worry, I don’t intend to assassinate you. Though… I fully intend to stab you.”

“Do you now?” Luna observed.

Luna moved her hoof from Chrysalis’ muzzle and slid to her thighs. She slid it against the thickening sheath and plump balls that resided there.

“Such an action would have exposed your trickery regardless,” Luna smiled as she continued to stroke the stallionhood as it escaped its home. “Our incestuous activities do not involve penetration, as my sister worries that such actions will tempt her into locating a biologically male partner.”

“So? You’re a dream walker,” Chrysalis pointed out, “She won’t even let you fuck her there?”

“She does not make exceptions,” said Luna, somewhat warningly, as if anticipating Chrysalis would try to get into her sister, which, to be fair, Chrysalis definitely would. Luna’s expression softened shortly afterward, waxing thoughtful as if beginning to formulate a plan somewhere back there.

“She’s adorable when she tries to be all proper,” chuckled Chrysalis.

“My sister is adorable at all times,” said Luna, petting Chrysalis’ semi-erect shaft now as if it were a cat.

“I’m surprised you even like me,” Chrysalis pointed out, “I kicked your sister’s plot, and thoroughly enjoyed doing so. Like REALLY enjoyed. Like, ‘it made me moist’ enjoyment.”

“You are fortunate that I slumbered as you did,” Luna peered at her, tensing and ceasing her petting, “I find it unlikely that you could have bested me.”

“Is that so?” Chrysalis’ eyes narrowed, “Care to test that theory?”

“I would, and will, though we should not do battle in my bedroom, and not while either of us are with foal,” Luna pointed out, narrowing her own eyes further. “Perhaps we could come to a momentary compromise by engaging in unusually savage sexual activity.”

Chrysalis chuckled, “I’m surprised you want to at all, you seem peeved.”

“I am quite upset,” Luna admitted, “However, I have been informed that so-called ‘hate fucking’ can assist with strife in a relationship.”

“Informed?” Chrysalis quirked an eye ridge, “Did you hire somepony to advise you on sex? That is so very… pony of you.”

“I have appointed no such position!” Luna’s voice showed increasing annoyance, but admitted, “I have, however, received advice.”

“Oh?” Chrysalis grinned, “From Sun-butt? Love-butt? Me without realizing it? That does sound like my advice.”

“Perhaps,” Luna shifted her eyes, “Though this advice came from the prostitutes at one of the local spas.”

“You mean one of MY local spas,” Chrysalis was sincerely proud, “My whores are all being trained to give excellent advice.”

“I admit the agreement between you and our mutual lover has worked better than anticipated,” said Luna.

Chrysalis’ Celestia-hood was pulsating and leaking, teased too much by Luna’s velvety hoof. She grinned, slid up atop Luna, and pushed the alicorn more firmly onto her back and pried apart Luna’s hind legs with her own.

“Enough chat,” grinned Chrysalis, “I’m gonna wreck your purple pony pussy like Celestia wrecking a chocolate cake.”

Luna’s reaction was so fast that, for a moment, Chrysalis thought she had teleported to switch places. Luna’s magics grabbed Chrysalis by one hind leg and flipped over onto the bed next to her. The Moon Princess was atop her in the same fashion as she had been an instant later, with a thickening sheath of her own swelling beneath her cutesy PJs.

“Let us take care not to forget who remains the dominant party in our relationship,” Luna grinned and slid the front of her pajama bottom down to allow her sheath and heavy flesh orbs to settle upon Chrysalis. Chrysalis couldn’t help but lick her lips at the sight.

And dominant she was. The magical force holding Chrysalis was somewhat more powerful than what she’d had to deal with from Celestia, and this was Luna being amorous. Rather than being intimidated, Chrysalis moaned at the sexy display of power. She hadn’t been properly dominated in… well she had never been properly dominated by anyone that knew who she was. This could be interesting.

It helped that Luna was gushing delicious emotion atop that. Chrysalis was sure it was more aimed at the form she had taken than Chrysalis herself, but it was delicious all the same. Luna seemed to sense Chrysalis’ unexpected enjoyment and her smile widened.

Luna’s horn glowed, picking up the guard’s helmet that Chrysalis had left next to the door, and slid it over Chrysalis’ head. It appeared that Luna realized how Chrysalis did this more than she initially let on. Regardless, having the helmet on gave her security bypass again, and Chrysalis shifted her form to become a fully-mare Celestia, and fully-virgin as a bonus. Luna slipped the helmet off her again and tossed it aside.

As a bonus, bypassing the spell twice gave Chrysalis a better idea of the arcane frequency being used. She’d be able to override it on her own with a few minutes of concentration, but that could wait until later when another prankish opportunity arose.

Luna didn’t stop there. She opened the room door, horn glowing more as she nullified the spells on the guards outside. They rushed inside, pausing upon seeing them.

“Cease forcing yourself on the Princess at once!” Stainless demanded like a proper white knight. Such a silly pony, though at least he wasn’t dense enough to think it was really Celestia.

“Oh yes,” said Chrysalis snidely, “I brutally forced her to pin me down and whip out her magi-dick. Truly, my wickedness knows no bounds.”

Stainless blushed and sheathed his weapon, though his OTHER weapon was unsheathing whether he wanted it to or not.

“I assure you that our activities are entirely consensual,” Luna smiled, then looked grim as she picked up the helmet and placed it back upon Silver’s head. “I shall forgive your gullibility. ONCE. Do you fully understand your situation, soldier?”

“Y-yes Princess,” Silver was stiff and wide-eyed as she readjusted her helmet, then bowed low. “Many pardons.”

As for Chrysalis, she found it amusing that they took Luna so seriously in their current position. Luna still had on her Moon-patterned pajamas, with her hardening shaft heavy against Chrysalis’ soft white belly.

“That is fortunate,” Luna smiled again, “As for a more pleasant subject, I desire an audience to my imminent wife’s submission. You are all free to engage in lewd activities with yourselves or one another as you spectate.”

“Four stallions and two mares,” Chrysalis observed, “Not a bad ratio, particularly if two of the stallions like it up the bum.”

“That is not for you to concern yourself with,” Luna turned back to glare at Chrysalis, though the stern aggression on her face was betrayed by the affection Chrysalis felt beneath. “The only concern you must burden yourself with is submission to the will of your Princess.”

Luna opened the drawer next to the bed, pulling a set of socks with little suns all over them. Chrysalis smiled at the fact that Luna kept socks for Celestia in her bedroom. She splayed her legs so that each one could be fitted with a knee-high wrapping, waggling her hooves playfully as Luna slipped them on.

Chrysalis loved where this was going, as she loved the thick stallion-hood throbbing against her belly. She squeaked out a moan as Luna pulled it downward, spreading out her hind legs to accommodate. She moved to wrap her forelegs around Luna’s neck, only to have Luna opt to pin them against the bed. Chrysalis was certain that this was something Luna had wanted to do to her sister for some time.

Luna moaned when she pushed her tip snug against the virgin slit Chrysalis had created for her, the hymen stretching snugly against her tip. Chrysalis braced herself, knowing Luna wouldn’t ease in gently. Chrysalis clenched her teeth and stared up at her with hungry eyes, inviting her.

Luna waited for a few long moments, and Chrysalis knew what she was waiting for, because it was just what Chrysalis would be waiting for. Chrysalis relaxed her body, and sure enough Luna chose that off-guard moment to ram forward. Chrysalis arched her back and cried out blissfully as the virgin soil of her current form wrapped around the thick member like tight, wet, silk, popping around it and convulsing. Luna must have remembered her sister’s anatomy, because her magi-dick was the perfect length to tap Chrysalis’ cervix as their wet bellies smacked together.

Chrysalis hadn’t yet recovered from that first thrust when Luna unleashed a flurry of them. She grasped Chrysalis’ behind, rubbing at her cutie marks and pulling her rear end off the bed into a pile-driver position where she rammed home repeatedly. Chrysalis could do nothing but swoon and squeal as Luna dominated her.

“Do you like that, sister?” Luna growled, getting into the roleplay of it and losing her official tone, “It’s been far too long since you turned up your bottom for me, hasn’t it?”

The bed began to creek in time with the lewd slurp of penetration and the smack of wet balls against Chrysalis’ moist behind. The impacts pushed her back into the bed until her horn smacked the headboard with each thrust. The horn impacts should have been painful, but with the amount of hormones flooding her blood stream, Chrysalis could have been beaten about the head with a hammer and not felt it.

Luna rammed harder as she leaned forward, lapping at Chrysalis’ face to taste her tears of bliss. She wore a proud express, enjoying the ego-boost almost as much as Chrysalis’ convulsing passage.

Chrysalis lost track of time, drunk with desire. She was so drenched that each impact of Luna’s body against her own sent a splash of cunt honey violently enough that their audience got a spray. In the corner of her eye, Chrysalis saw Silver opening her muzzle to catch the fluids even as Stainless mounted her.

Luna’s eyes blazed fiercely, her grin dripping with lust. While she knew it was Chrysalis, those squeals and moans were still in Celestia’s voice, and it was driving her mad with need. Chrysalis climaxed around her, or maybe just climaxed harder than she had been; it was hard for Chrysalis to tell if she was cumming or going. Everything in Luna’s room got a shower of the Sun juice supernova.

It drove Luna over the edge hard, her squeal sounding less like a regal princess and more like Pinkie after overdosing more than usual on sugar. Chrysalis’ belly swelled, though most backwashed out of her, a geyser of magical spunk flowing down Luna’s thighs and leaving a puddle beneath them. Luna tugged her pajama bottom off, drenched fabric clinging to her dark flesh.

“Wow that was-“Chrysalis started, but was cut off as Luna yanked free of her primary fun hole and rammed into her secondary, “Oh fuck you’re not stopping!”

Indeed, she wasn’t. The mixture of lunar cream and celestial tea was enough lubrication to drill into Chrysalis’ perfect pristine pony posterior. Chrysalis spasmed, kicking her legs, her socks now sticky with sweat and love juice. She could barely control her own movements.

Her children had never pounded any of her holes like this; none of them had the nerve. Had anypony asked her if she was submissive before now she would have laughed, but now she couldn’t believe how much she adored it. This wasn’t just rough sex, Luna was USING her, reducing her to a fuck toy; it was so very delicious.

Luna leaned closer, doubling over and pushing her muzzle against Chrysalis’ slit with near changeling-like flexibility. It was still bubbling fluid from Chrysalis’ prolonged orgasm. She fished her tongue within, suckling a mixture of her own and Chrysalis’ juices fresh from the tap. She moaned, sending vibrations screaming through Chrysalis’ body, then packed another blast of arcane cum deep into Chrysalis’ bowels. Chrysalis’ belly swelled more, able to accommodate more without overflowing, not limited by an occupied womb being in the way.

Not limited by her physical form, Luna kept spraying like a fire hose into Chrysalis, sating her burning desire to be used. She didn’t stop until Chrysalis coughed up a mouthful of spunk that had drilled right through her. With anypony else, that’d been a sign of serious injury, but Chrysalis could morph a nice clean passage through herself. Luna leaned up and kissed her, lapping her own cum from Chrysalis’ muzzle.

A moment later the bed gave from the abuse, cracking at the headboard and collapsing onto the floor. Luna yanked free, only to splatter Chrysalis’ front side with another layer of spunk.

“That was… so deliciously bizarre,” Chrysalis coughed up another muzzle full of spunk as Luna pulled her lips away.

“You may be Queen in your hive,” smirked Luna, “But in this relationship, you are MINE. Don’t forget that again, Chryssie.”

“Oh, I’ll forget it. Repeatedly,” Chrysalis swallowed the white that once again pooled in her maw. “I look forward to you being forced to remind me of my place… just don’t expect me to submit in non-kinky situations.”

“I assure you that my dominating intentions are entirely kink-related,” Luna licked Chrysalis’ nose.

They both turned to their audience, panting as they looked them over. A third stallion had mounted Stainless, who was in turn mounting Silver. The others weren’t so bold and had sated themselves manually. Either way, they had had a blast, whether on themselves or in one another.

“Are you on foal control, Silver Lance?” Luna offered, “If not, I shall scoop out Stainless’ affection before it takes root.”

“Uh no, I’m not,” Silver blushed, “But please don’t do that, your Majesty.” Stainless grinned and nodded from atop her. Apparently, they’d come to an understanding; how sweet.

Luna chuckled, then returned to her regal tone with her minions, “Fetch me a new bed and clean garments. Then guide this trespasser to my sister so that she may confess her vile crimes and be subject to any punishment that my sister desires.”

“So I’m a present for Celestia?” Chrysalis smirked, “That’s bound to be boring, unless she decides to give me a revenge beating.” Which she might be up for in her current mood.

“I know my sister very well,” Luna’s grin became wicked, “I believe her reaction to being confronted with a well-sexed duplicate of herself will surprise you.”

“Oh really?” Chrysalis grinned in return.

Well Chrysalis’ evil plan hadn’t worked out as expected, so maybe she could have fun with Luna’s evil plan instead.