Chrysalis' Revenge, Harmony's Despair

"At long last, I have come for you, Twilight Sparkle. First a, all of your friends, now you're next." The more than determined queen wasted no time going to the Books and Branches Library.

She notices that her door is indeed locked. Usually, this would have been a problem for the wicked changeling queen. However, it's good to have the ability to teleport using magic. Once inside, she scans her surroundings! Books, books everywhere.

Even the floor was almost completely covered in books. "This mare needs to find a better hobby than this; pretty soon, she shall." She made her way upstairs, now reaching her room and going inside. She sees the dragon quietly and soundly sleeping in the same room opposite her.

Then, a devious idea formed inside of her head. First, she made a magic inhibitor ring and quietly slipped it on her horn; then, she cast her sound-proof bubble spell. But this time, however. She gave the bubble the illusion of a perfectly sound-asleep unicorn, still in bed. So the waking drake doesn't get suspicious.

"Now that that's done, it's finally time to claim my prize and sate my revenge on you, Twilight Sparkle." The queen now positioned her butt above the sleeping pony's head, then roughly plopped down, instantly burying her muzzle into her noxious, sweaty rump. Twilight immediately woke up to an ungodly, horrible stench invading her nostrils.—and a warm, soft, squishy, doughy obsidian seat.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmpppppphhhhhmmmmm!!!!" screamed the now terrified lavender unicorn under the queen's vile rump. The queen is now bouncing, grinding, and smooshing her face more, pressing her muzzle into her pucker. Her nose has been assaulted with the absolute pungent odors from hell itself.

The worst was yet to happen for poor Twilight, as the queen blasted her with a thick, moist, and cheesy fart. Right in her face. Twilight began to flail and punch the queen's thick, soft, bubbly butt cheeks.

This only made her butt cheeks wobble, jiggle, slosh, and bounce over the hapless unicorn's face. The lavender unicorn first moaned in anter sensual agony, now full-on crying due to the fart smelling strongly of stinky cheese.

"You know what they say, Sparkle, revenge is a dish best served stinky." Now that the queen has finished smothering the poor lavender unicorn's face, but not without releasing a few more rotten poots in her face. She lifts; Twilight then begins to greedily suck up any bir she could to fill her lungs with, although most of it was thoroughly tainted by Chrysalis' nasty fart.

"Not yet, Sparkle; I have another surprise for you." She then levitates a small bottle containing five ponies inside. For obvious reasons, this made the lavender unicorn gasp with sheer and udder horror at the sight before her.

"Girls... no, you let them go right now, Chrysalis. Or I'll... I'll."

"You'll do what to me, Twilight, hurt me? I wish you luck with that. You see these ponies in here? Soon after I knock you out with my sexy stink, you're going in there with them." Then, before Twilight could even dispute that last statement., she started to shrink to the size of a mouse.

Everything's gotten more extensive and more fouler as she got smaller. Now, her body is wrapped up in a sickly green glow. Being lifted, the queen's foul rump once more. Except for this time, her entire body is getting wedged inside the queen's nasty seat... head first.

"Nooooo!!!" Twilight screamed as she was being carried off to her stinky doom. The top half of her body was stuck entirely inside the queen's sour, greasy pucker. Then the queen starts to move her body in and out like a makeshift dildo while farting in the tormented unicorn's face.

At this point, Twilight considered death her savior, and this stink was horrible. But the cruel queen wasn't done with her yet; she wouldn't let that happen.

"Ooh yes, how does that smell, Sparkle? Is it too much for you to handle? Would you like me to end it for you right now in one big, gassy blast?" Twilight weighed her options and thought about it momentarily, instantly knocked out by one of the queen's worst farts imaginable, slowly but surely awake while the queen used her tiny body as a butt plug.

"Well, too bad, Sparkle, I am the one who gets to decide your stinky fate!" More and more bombastic, utt blasts continued to bombard the lavender unicorn's face, sending her into a forced haze. Then another ripe, thick, cheesy fart snapped her out of her confusion; she began moaning again, unable to take much more. Now, the queen prepares one final gas bomb for poor Twilight.

This last one was nighly cheesy but swampy, humid, moist, windy, and entirely stunk of sulfur and manure, right in Twilight's weakened face. This was it, and now, the lavender unicorn was finally given a forced sleep. "Now, that is what I call stinky revenge. Nighty night, Twilight; see you when you wake up!" Now, she puts Twilight's body into the bottle with the rest of her friends.

"Ahh...it's so good to be the queen." Chrysalis cackles victoriously as she de-odors the room with her magic, summons another changeling to take her place, and then heads back to her hive fortress.