Chrysalis' Revenge, Harmony's Despair

"One down, five more to go," said the queen in an optimistic tone and a pleasant kick to her step.

"Now, who should I go after next?" Thought the queen aloud as she searched for her following (toy).

"Ah...that whiny fashionista, the perfect one to start with next."

She was now arriving at Carousel Boutique, home of the famous ponyville tailor. Once inside, she scans the room. Sewing supplies and mannequins lined up in a corner, some of which still had some clothes on them, probably for testing. 'So far, so good!' Thought the queen.

"She must be in her room then. I hope her snout is ready to experience all the noxious hell my big, stinky, and sweaty rump will have to offer her. Not that she'll ever have a choice in the matter."

She was all too happy to follow through with her torture plan. She cast a sound-proof spell inside Rarity's room for safety on the queen's part; next, she summoned a magic inhibitor ring to prevent her new (toy) from getting any funny ideas of escape. The queen has to have fun, after all. Lastly, she casts a spell on herself that will produce more toxic fumes for her obvious Funtime with Rarity.

Standing on either side of Rarity and her bed, she turned around to present her large, obsidian booty right in her face. Now, the queen is ready to sit down and claim her prize. "Wow, I can't believe she's such a deep sleeper; all the easier to gas her, though."

Now, she started to sit down on the poor unicorn's face. The squishy, bouncy, moistness and smell of her skunky butt on Rarity's face made her wake up.

She was confused about why she felt an odd weight over her face when she did. But then she noticed a foul smell which made her nose twitch and her head rise only to get wedged deeper into her soon-to-be stinky, torturous prison. Now fully aware of her current situation.

Rarity begins to panic, knowing full well where she is now. And to the surprise of no one, she screamed.

"MMMMMPPPPPHHHTTT... AAAAHHHHHHHHHHH... MMMMMMMMMM!" Screamed Rarity in absolute agony.

She was trying to flail and lift her attacker's rump. However, it's too heavy and too smelly. Not only that, but all that effort in shoving and hitting only made the queen's giant rump wobble, jiggle, and bounce all over the fashionista's disgusted face, churning her foul gas to be released faster.

"I bet that view must be just so grand to look at; well, it's about to get even grander in a minute."

Then she lets rip a booming swampy blast that hits Rarity head-on like a fright train. And oh boy, did it reek of rich sulfur, eggs, cheese, and spoiled dairy.

Going deeper into her rancid hindquarters, Rarity's body convulse and twitch underneath the queen's massive, toxic, humid bottom. This torture has lasted for about an hour now.

Fart after rancid fart has now made Rarity sick to her stomach. Fresh out of tears due to crying too much from the smell. The queen laughed and released another bombastic butt blast in her tormented face.

Her senses are now plagued with rotten cabbage, raw sewage, and rich and thick manure. And last but not least, death. Raw, sharp, and haunting. Now, the fashionista's head was spinning, her vision was blurring, and she felt her consciousness slowly snuffed out. Then, before too long, she passed out under the sadistic queen's rump.

"Hmph. Well, at least you lasted slightly longer than the farm pony, but still very disappointing. Oh well, off to see the rest of your friends."

The queen shrunk Rarity's unconscious body and put her in the bottle next to Applejack. She then ordered another Changeling to take Rarity's form and replace her. Now leaving Carousel Boutique, she plans to visit Sugarcube Corner next to capture Pinkie Pie.