The Changeling Gorbfest: A Change(ling) in Management

An endless corridor of doors stood before Princess Luna. It was something that greeted her every night when she bravely ventured into the Dreamscape, and its initial grandeur had grown somewhat mundane for her. However, she wouldn’t be entering any of the doors that stood before her tonight. No, tonight she’d be making a special trip. With a flick of her horn, her astral projection zoomed along the endless corridor, with the doors becoming more and more sparse as her mind ventured far beyond Equestria’s borders in the material realm. It wasn’t long until doors had completely vanished, and Luna was surrounded by glowing green cocoons and gaping caves floating in the ethereal realm.

“I suppose changelings don’t necessarily have any idea of a personal bedroom,” Luna thought to herself as she delved deeper into the dream realm of the changeling hive. The Dreamscape was immaterial anyway; Luna’s doors were just how she altered the portals to ponies’ dreams to be easier to work with. For changelings, she supposed, it was only natural that they’d perceive their sleeping spaces to be defined by things that they knew in their hive. Her astral projection surveyed the glowing cocoons and yawning cave entrances, until she spotted a cocoon much larger than the rest with magnificent glowing swirls on it. It stood out in both size and grandeur, and Luna surmised that this was what she was looking for.

“Alright, Thorax, let’s see what changeling kings dream of…” Luna muttered to herself as she stepped forward towards the gigantic cocoon. Placing a hoof on one of the flaps, Luna opened the cocoon and found herself bathed in bright white light as she entered Thorax’s sleeping mind.

After a few moments, the light faded, and Luna found herself in a vast, empty stone cavern. It was completely dark, save for a gentle green glow from above. Luna’s neck craned upwards, and she was horrified to see that the ceiling was completely covered with green cocoons. The changelings inside were the colorful kind, but the dazed looks on their faces made Luna conclude that they weren’t in there of their own accord.

“YOU’RE A TRAITOR TO YOUR KIND!” Shouted Chrysalis’s shrill voice from the deep darkness. A green aura formed in the darkness, followed by the unmistakable thud of flesh on stone. With a thought, Luna altered the dream so that the cavern was brightly lit, exposing a towering, angry Queen Chrysalis staring down a timid and cowardly Thorax. The former queen had fangs bared and hatred in her eyes, and Thorax struggled to get up.

“W-we’re different now!” Thorax said as he shakily stood up. “We don’t need you anymore!”

“Of course you do!” Chrysalis shouted back. “You think you can be friends with those stinking mammals?”

“She’s right…” whispered another familiar voice.

Luna’s eyes went wide. She looked on in apprehension as her sister Celestia stepped out of the shadows and took her place at Chrysalis’s side.

“We cannot forgive your hive for what they have done,” Celestia said.

“B-but Princess Celestia!” Thorax stammered, “I thought we were friends now!”

“Friends? With you? Don’t make me laugh,” Celestia said with a dark deadpan tone. “Saying ‘I’m sorry’ doesn’t change the past. Besides, not only do you look disgusting, a common larva like you is completely unfit to rule. You should just follow in the hoofsteps of your predecessor. It’s what you’re supposed to do!”

Thorax closed his eyes and cowered as the dreamy apparitions of Chrysalis and Celestia floated close to him laughing right in his ears. The cacophony got louder and louder until even Luna began to feel it reverberate through her whole body. Soon she could no longer take it, and had to act.

“Begone!” She said, her voice calm, clear, and powerful. The light from her horn filled the chamber, instantly dispelling the demonic apparitions of Chrysalis and Celestia and burning away the cocoons that trapped the changelings. In mere seconds, Thorax’s dream had gone from being a hellish nightmare into something peaceful and quiet. Thorax slowly opened his eyes, and silently smiled as his fellow changelings buzzed down to surround him.

“Don’t worry, King Thorax, you are safe now. Be at peace,” Luna said as she gracefully trotted to Thorax’s side.

“Ah, Princess Luna, my love,” Thorax said in a distant, dreamy tone. “You’re the light that shines through the darkness.”

Luna just smiled and nodded. She knew that she was extremely beautiful, and many of her subjects fancied her. Ponies couldn’t control their dreams, and Luna knew that many of her subjects that dreamt…unsavory things…about her had no way of knowing if the object of their desire was merely a figment of their imagination or the real thing. After all, she was the one invading their mind; she had no right to be offended and merely took admiration in stride.

“Allow me to repay you,” Thorax said, finally giving Luna his full attention, licking his lips as he did so.

“It’s nothing, Thorax,” Luna said. She was about to hop out of his dream and replace herself with a dream apparition, but she was caught off guard when Thorax didn’t lean in for a kiss. She was confused when he opened his mouth wider and wider. Luna was transfixed by Thorax’s bioluminescent pink flesh as it pulsated, slapping wetly with itself as a giant hole opened in the back of his mouth.

“Um…Thorax...” Luna muttered, taking a step back before she felt her body seize up and levitate in the air. She felt her regalia levitate off of her, making her feel naked. Her hooves quickly moved to cover the indecency of her exposed point-of-shoulder, making Luna blush. She had little time to consider the situation before she lunched forward and was jammed deep into Thorax’s throat with a wet thud. Her front hooves were pinned against her chest, and her hind legs flailed uselessly in the air. Thorax’s throat was tight on Luna’s face, and his muscles almost crushed her as he swallowed over and over again in his quest to speedily consume her. His long, forked tongue greedily explored her curves as she disappeared behind his mandibles. Thorax’s throat held tightly to every inch of her body, making even Luna’s more subtle features visible from the outside. Once his swallowing had passed her rear, gravity made speedy work of her thin, bony hind legs. His tongue licked the frogs of her hind hooves as they slipped behind his chitinous lips, and one final, powerful gulp sent Luna slipping into Thorax’s stretchy stomach.

“King Thorax! What is the meaning of this!?” Luna shouted from inside his stomach. It was filled with pink light from his bioluminescent tissues, and molded perfectly around her form. A loud gurgle filled the hot and humid air as Luna felt herself being contorted and positioned by the stomach’s powerful muscles. They stopped once she was in a less awkward position and instant began to pulse around her in a steady rhythm.

“I’m happy to be able to give this gift of supreme bliss to you, Princess Luna,” Thorax said as he lied down on a soft pile of pillows that his subconscious had instinctively summoned. His fellow changeling swarmed around him to tenderly rub his engorged, princess-filled belly.

“Bliss?” Luna asked. She had been eaten a few times while she was dreamwalking, never once worse for the wear, but this was the first time that anypony described it as something pleasant. Luna felt the kneading of many tiny hooves pressing into her from the outside, and the fleshy chamber that she was in was beginning to fill up with a strange green liquid. Luna knew that she was in no danger; the realm of dreams was immaterial and any harm done would disappear as if it had never existed upon waking. Her curiosity led her to stay in the stomach, letting herself relax as the green fluid began to make the skin beneath her fur tingle pleasantly.

Indeed, the realm of dreams was immaterial, and everything in it was entirely the creation of the dreamer. Thorax knew changeling biology all too well, and knew that changeling stomach fluid was absolutely irresistible to ponies. His subconscious was the thing that decided that the fluid made Luna feel unbelievably happy the more she was drenched in it, and it was his subconscious that would continue to heighten Luna’s pleasure as his stomach worked to process her.

“O-oh…Thorax…this is quite nice,” Luna said as the combination of the rubbing changelings and stomach contractions massaged every worry from Luna’s body. She hadn’t felt this relaxed in over a millennium. Even the finest pampering from the best masseuses in Canterlot couldn’t come close to the full-body care that she was finding in Thorax’s tight gut. Her muted giggles turned to hushed moans as the level of fluid continued to rise, bathing her body more and more in its powerful mind-altering effects. The intensity of contractions ramped up with each passing gurgle, and Luna felt her body being tenderized with the stomach’s shocking might. The stomach fluid had made her body more and more sensitive to touch to more it ate away at her, and soon Luna couldn’t contain her euphoria. She moaned like a common mare, her eyes rolled up in the back of her head, while her body was driven to ecstasy unknown to living ponies. Luna’s moans drowned out the now-constant gurgling as she slowly lost feeling in all of her limbs. The green fluid began to turn a familiar dark blue as Luna was slowly goopified.

Luna closed her eyes, kissing Thorax’s stomach walls as she did so, and when she next opened them she saw that she was outside of Thorax. Rather, she was having an out-of-body experience, as she could clearly see her form tightly molded around in Thorax’s churning stomach. Luna still felt every euphoric sensation as Thorax’s gut made loud glorps that soon drowned out Luna’s ever-quieting moans. Eventually, Luna felt herself go silent, though that wasn’t the end. She felt an even greater rush as she saw herself slowly lose definition in Thorax’s stomach, her defined, bony contours giving way to a rotund, featureless gut. She could feel each and every slosh of her now goopified body, and each ripple in Thorax’s gut was like the happiness of a thousand lifetimes all at once.

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Luna jolted awake drenched in a cold sweat. She gulped down the cool, dry air of her bedroom as her wits slowly returned to her. She levitated over a glass of water and sipped on it while a few more deep breaths calmed herself. She was in the waking world now, and Luna took a moment to contemplate what she had just experienced. Thorax’s conviction that digestion was pleasant was strong enough to addle even Luna’s mind. The mind-altering effects of the fluid had no lasting effect in the waking world, but the extreme, indescribable joy that she felt definitely lingered in the back of her mind.

“Never did I think that being digested could be so pleasant,” Luna thought to herself. “Oh well, ponies dream stranger things all the time. Speaking of which, I should get back to my duty.”

Luna set her glass of water in her nightstand, before lying back down and closing her eyes.

“Perhaps I’ll visit Thorax’s dream again tomorrow night…”